#leo outfits felt more fitting being just all over the place

[lil-beanz000]

"It's him. The man of the cat walk, the ruler of the ruler and threading machine. Clad with his iconic pink taser Leo takes the front page of our issue this month to show off his continuing rise into the fashion world"

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt leo #unpause rottmnt #save rise of the tmnt #fashion au #my art #tmnt #fashion #leo outfits felt more fitting being just all over the place #mixed jewelry #mixed patterns #jean shorts with frill yo #i want his top tho irl #iz subposta be kinda magazine vibe #bless roomie for amazing captions btw #;A; am not creative like her

[itsbebebrainrotting]

Town of fobo was all but a ghost town. Which was funny, because there were a lot of more haunted places on Quesadilla island.

Sunny woke up to a dead silent house, the only occasional noise being the chirps of chocobos upstairs and maybe an especially loud horse (the wither skeletons were too far underground to be audible). It was the day before their birthday and she had been stuck in bed for days, no motivation to leave unless someone arrived to give her cookies and keep her going.

Leo had also been holed up in her own bed for days since her own pa had disappeared, lying next to Sunny (the younger girl had started putting her bed in Leo's room since Valentine's day and the older didn't complain). They rarely lay awake at the same time, but, when they did, they didn't say a word to one another. It wasn't a cold uncaring silence, not at all. It was more of an "I'm not comfortable talking about my emotions right now and neither are you but we have nothing else to talk about, so let's just enjoy each other's presence" kind of silence. A mutual understanding that they didn't want to talk about it. Any of it.

Next to Sunny, Leo shuffled a bit, rolling onto her side and almost smothering herself in her sheets.

Today, Sunny wanted to see their pa. Or at least, they wanted to see him sometime in the next 48 hours.

As such, they rolled out of bed, and headed to their own closet to pick out an outfit. They popped on their signature sunglasses and a baby blue dress with a poofy skirt that cut off at Sunny’s shins. Something nice in her dad's favourite colour.

They then got their weapons and armour on them, because she knew everyone would be mad at her if the left her house without it all (she still remembered getting chastised by Phil for being too weak for diamond armour the first time they met; it was scary) and headed to the storage terminal.

Sunny noted the location where her pa died on her map when Phil forced them and Chayanne to leave the body's side after it happened. It was circled in a hot pink felt tip. She then searched for the nearest waypoint. It would be a long boat journey away...

Oh well! Sunny had travelled to accountant Bad's on her own! She could do this! They were turning 3 months old, it was time they grew up.

So, they scoured the storage system for a boat and found a speedboat and a small little wooden rowboat, only big enough to fit one adult and one child.

Obviously, the speedboat felt like the smart choice. It was the fast boat for the long journey. Unfortunately, Sunny had never driven a speedboat before. Besides, she wasn't sure what all the little dials and meters inside meant but she was pretty sure it was low on fuel and Sunny didn't know how to give a boat fuel.

So, wooden boat it was! Sunny grabbed it and then hauled it over to Etoiles' waystone, before travelling to the nearest place to the body. They dragged the boat into the water and hopped in.

Oars were heavy. That's what Sunny worked out after 3 minutes of hard work. She wished she could've used the speedboat. Their arms were aching and they were tired and they kept accidentally splashing the water in their mouth and they wanted to go home. Go lie in bed with Leo again. Not wake up unless she had to. Maybe even miss her 3 month birthday. No one would care to throw a party for her anyway. Everyone who would was gone.

But they kept going. Kept rowing and rowing and rowing. Even if the water was scary and dangerous.

She had to see her pa today. She just had to.

#qsmp sunny #just a quick one shot #bebebe writes

[msommers]

barbarian and ranger for riya & aphrodite

thank you!!! xoxo // d&d character class asks

barbarian: What makes your muse angry? How do they manage their anger? Has their rage ever led them to destroy something important?

RIYA — i imagine only minor, maybe petty things before the real drama in her life began, nothing serious enough to cause any damage. the anger she was expressing over the mage murder last session is probably the angriest she’s ever felt, and that resulted in her own belief that the trust between her and leo had been significantly damaged (though not of her own fault from riya’s pov). who knows maybe we’ll see her furious again soon, that’d be fun and a nice relief for her from the constant sorrow and fear. i don’t think she’d have great anger management, that’d require a good deal more patience than she has within her at this point in time.

APHRODITE — she doesn’t get angry too often, which translates to having terrible control over herself when it becomes too intense…which isn’t hard because she’s such a drama queen. i’m deciding at this moment that her worst outburst would have been over neither of her parents bothering to come home for one of her early teens birthdays, and she would have been so infuriated by their neglect that she would have just snapped. broke a whole hutch full of dishes and glassware by fucking frisbee tossing whatever delivered cake and dinner they threw money at to appease her into the thing and stomped out of the house after a bit more tantruming all over the place lmao. i feel bad for whatever housekeeper had to walk into that place the following morning (maybe you could also count her covering the matching tattoo years down the line after the break-up with her ex?? that was pretty important and probably fueled by anger)

ranger: What is your muse's preferred environment? How good is your muse at fitting in with the world around them? Can they survive on their own, or do they need support?

RIYA — i can’t think of any particular space, rather just the vibe of being around people she’s comfortable being open with. obviously she’d prefer it to be in a fancy room full of plush seats and endless refreshments at hand, but at this point she’ll take whatever she can get when it comes to feeling at ease. she’s really not the best at fitting in with locations that aren’t similar to those she became accustomed to growing up, but she’s trying her best out here. she’s wrinkling her nose in judgement and constantly cleaning her fingernails and begging for a decent bath at each new place the party visits but at least she’s not trying to abandon ship! 100% needs the support, she would have been dead like three times over before the game had started if bastian hadn’t been there to ace the survival skills for the both of them.

APHRODITE — a crowded environment with a good dose of enraptured admiration aimed right at her, be it a party or performance or things along those lines. she feels at ease adapting to plenty of scenes due to how adventurous and active she + her band have been through the years, though that doesn’t keep the outside perspectives looking almost comical at times. it’s kinda ridiculous seeing a girl in a pink outfit easily worth thousands just chilling in a middle-of-nowhere, cheap looking diner, or just strolling down some dingy city alley y’know? she’s comfortable but looks hilariously out of place.

#ch: valeriya de clairmont #ch: aphrodite #these were fun i liked these ones a lot #maybe if riya slipped into a barbarian's rage for like 10 minutes and just broke a bunch of shit she'd feel better

[fallcrestrpg]

lıllı Radcliffe Hotel's Top Floor Skylight Ballroom - Christmas Party 12/24 ıllıllı

Transcript of Event below Cut:

LEO

It had really been a no-brainer to go ahead home the other parents and their babies all in one location. The fact it took Braxton, of all people, to point out the obvious fact that the hotel was the best place to do that, was a bit of sore spot for Leo, but she'd get over it...eventually. To her credit, it took less than twenty-four hours from the idea reaching her, to having the entire top floor re-fitted to have fully functional suites for each family, with everyone having access to the common area that was the ballroom at the center of it all for, what she was pretty sure, were turning out to be the best play-dates these babies could manage to have.

Of course tonight the ballroom had been placed 'off limits' for the majority of the day as staff got busy setting up decorations, activities, food, wine, and the biggest Christmas tree the town had likely ever seen smack in the middle. Perfectly wrapped gifts were set perfectly beneath, more than enough to fill the space between the high trunk and the floor of course. And as she watched the colony of tiny penguins all milling about and babbling happily with each other, she could laugh and muse aloud, "Who'd have thought the penguin onesie idea would be such a hit with babies themselves?"

KEAGAN

The absolute joy she felt from seeing the children all dressed up in the little penguin outfits. It really couldn't be any cute than this and even Keagan couldn't help herself from taking a lot of pictures. Looking up when she heard Leo speak, she gave a smile towards the crowd. "It honestly was the best idea. They probably think they look cute too - Look at Sky, she definitely knows she's adorable." She'd roll her eyes if it weren't for her daughter just flapping her arms, acting like a penguin.

Moving her attention away from the babies for a second, she took another look around the place. "To think you've pulled all this together in such short notice, pretty impressive." She supposed the hotel owner did have to host events at times so to have a whole floor suitable to house all the families and have areas for the babies too. Truly a feat.

LEO

Leo chuckled and said, "I think after having spent so much time all living under one roof, I can safely assume your opinion on how good the idea is might just be a little _biased_ based on whose idea it was." Though nothing had been directly stated or anything, it was obvious once they were all sharing a space that the new Chief Deputy was not being made to walk the road of a single mother of two... "I also wouldn't have pegged you to be such a photog, but I have to admit seeing you're little ginger nugget absolutely making the best of it would likely have me doing the same." Granted, she had Thyra who seemed more than willing to just take all the pictures and then share them with Leo and Julia.

The hotelier allowed herself to preen a bit at the compliment. "Well, there is a certain level of experience that comes with being the owner of the hotel, and of course, the entire staff at my disposal, _but_ it really did make the most logical sense of us to have a central location for the Paladins to be able to keep an eye on things. Though I'm sure Lucas would've likely been more than willing to add _another_ floor to that so called 'cabin'," she chuckled.

KEAGAN

"Oh, it's not like there's that many cons about this idea anyways." Getting to see all the babies together every day seemed like a cute idea - even at the cost of no one getting any sleep at times. "At the very least, Skylar won't whine about not getting to see her girlfriends anymore." She shook her head, "I'm usually not, but the twins have their moments that I just want to capture. Like Sky trying to get Miles to join her in being a literal penguin." She snorted as she saw Sky tugging on her sister's arm.

"...She really would've. Thankfully you took care of it before she could start on *that* project." She won't call it a mansion, but the cabin had enough rooms for now. "The security here is top notch too, so none of us have anything to worry about." Given the space and the number of people involved, the hotel was the best choice to keep everyone safe while providing all the necessities. "Well, other than that kid over there." There was a penguin that was separated from the rest of the babies. While she didn't hear all the details, Keagan only knew that none of her kids like that kid. "I honestly didn't think Blake would be here with a kid."

COL

He'd heavily considered _not_ coming to the gathering, knowing that Ayden would likely be around helping Izzy with the kids...even though Brax was also helping with the kids...Nope. Did not need to get stuck in _that_ thought cycle right now. _But_, he could never say no to Avery, and honestly he couldn't genuinely pass up the opportunity to spend one more Christmas with most the kids as the teeny-tiny humans he was used to dealing with.

That being said, that didn't mean the pack Alpha didn't prefer to take to wandering around, which is how he found himself coming up to the tale end of the conversation between their hostess and who would likely replace him one day... "I don't think it was actually Blake's decision. The girl and her cousin needed to be in the same place as the other babies, and since Luke wasn't keen on the girl, Aleja had to step in as Faerie elder." He took a sip form his cup and then turned to face Keagan. "Or at least that's what I've learned from Avery."

KEAGAN

There was definitely a story there - one that she will probably learn one day from the kids. For now, she'll just keep an eye out. The last thing she wanted was to have the younger twin be uncomfortable... and for the older one to start biting. Her eyes glanced over to Avery hovering over a penguin who was holding onto her finger with a death grip from the looks of it. "And how's your sister faring? It looks like she still doesn't want to carry her girlfriend and that clearly isn't going to fly." She chuckled before her eyes drew back to her friend.

"Are you also going to stay here with all of us?" She didn't ask to kick him out, merely asking out of curiosity since he didn't quite have a designated kid to look after. Maybe to look out for Avery and Brax like he normally did.

LYRA

Col barely managed to open his mouth before Lyra stepped in and provided the much needed information her dear sister wanted. "Avery is still internally losing her shit over the fact she's technically dating a baby -because like, she can't _really_ break up with her because Steve would remember when she gets back- and hasn't come closer because she's not sure if you'll arrest her or not, but she still wants to be there for Steve because she sees how Evan and Erin are managing and figures there must some trick to it," she rambled, only stopping to take a sip of her own drink before taking in a deep breath and immediately delving into the most important piece of information. "Dear Aves _also_ spilled the deets on why the little bitch baby is on the outs with the rest of the crew and I hope you left service weapon back in the suite because listen to this sis: back during Embry's first time staying in Fallcrest, that girl over there started dating her and _then_ while _still_ dating Embry she managed to get lil Nuggy all feely-willy too and then when she got found out, not only did it absolutely wreck Miles and almost had Sky catching a case, but the bitch had the gall to out Embry to her foster family and got her sent away." Lyra took another sip. "Wild, right?!"

She let out a snort of laughter and cut in for her alpha. "Oh he can't _possibly_ stay here for the long haul, Keg. It would be super-mega awkward, but I'm sure he'll stick around tonight for at least the rest of the party because the kids love Uncle Col!"

KEAGAN

She should've known better than to think that the people involved would actually have a chance to tell her before she found out from a third source - namely her own baby sister. Lyra went on a ramble, explaining everything that even Keg couldn't find an opening to cut in. While Avery's behaviour was very 'on brand' to her usual self, Keagan was surprised about what the 'bitch baby' did. "Is that so?" Her voice remained calm while her eyes honed onto the only baby with Aleja at the moment. "She's pretty brave to come back into town after all that." It was in her nature to be protective over her twins, especially over Miles so her opinion of the kid dropped significantly - though she wasn't crazy enough to go after a baby who is also Aleja's charge right now. She looked over to Leo, "Someone messed with *both* our daughters."

Her eyebrow rose in question when Lyra mentioned that it would be super-mega awkward. That definitely sounded like drama waiting to happen. "If only you could use your skills for finding information elsewhere." She sighed without pushing the topic further.

LEO

Leo need only hear that the baby in question was bound to revert back to the young woman that caused Embry to be ripped from her friends to being with, and her phone was already out and her fingers were tapping away. She was level-headed enough to understand that clearly there was little to nothing that could be done against an infant, _and_ the Guild had also agreed to house all the babies so kicking them out was also not an option. But she did have one of the best security teams on the planet, and a quick text was all it took to have Andy coordinate them -surveillance included. "No need to worry. This may not be the ideal situation, but I've set things in motion to allow some peace of mind for the time being."

Though Keagan had demonstrated a large capability with self-restraint when it came to indulging in the gossip that her younger sister often had at the ready, Leo was definitely not above it. She would say it was the dire need to always know as much about what was happening under the same roof as her babies as possible, but there was also a tinge of just plain curiosity. "Calvetti Junior," she called over, "Why don't you do me a solid and go figure out what's happening over there with your Tiny Dancer cousin, and the Terminator EMT." As the woman immediately dashed off she said, "That ought to keep her entertained for a bit."

KEAGAN

It was reassuring to have Leo arrange the security detail. At the very least, they wouldn't have to worry about bitchy baby approaching either of their daughters. However, it was going to be a different matter if the kid happened to run into the Chief Deputy personally once the baby spell has been lifted. "That and we should give a *little* benefit of the doubt, Aleja is in charge of her after all. And there's Blake to keep an eye on her. I must say, I'm glad Callie's nothing like her cousin."

Her eyes playfully narrowed at her friend, "Although this would've happened without your prompt, we were really trying to get Lyra to not pry into that." She said as she watched her sister already trying to cause her usual mischief. "As much as I don't want Lyra to tease them too much, Luke might actually get mad if it goes south, you know that, right?" Her attention was then drawn towards the difference between her set of twins. "...You really don't need to guess to know which one of those penguins is Miles and which one is Sky..." She muttered under her breath with pure amusement.

COL

He let the two mama bears hash out their piece, but even through Keagan's words he could not hide the absolute relief he felt when Lyra up and went to go meddle in someone else's business. "Oh Luke would never actually hold it against her," he said indicating Leo with the bottle in his hand. "She's far to nice to blame what would ultimately just be Lyra being Lyra on anyone else that isn't familiar with her...heck, I don't even know if Luke would have it in her to hold against Lyra herself." He paused briefly, taking in a deep breath and glancing over at the woman who was once considered the 'token human' of his pack.

"Granted, I do understand that there's a _lot_ that has changed here in the last few weeks, so I could completely off base and you may need to ramp up your personal security, Avraham." Col still hadn't been able to bring himself to ask _what_ his friend had turned out to be...Grateful for the distraction, he turned his attention over to said penguins and let out a genuine snort of laughter. "Yeah, Skylar's the one trying to re-enact a scene from Happy Feet even though she can barely stand yet, and Miles is the one wishing the earth would open up and swallow her whole."

AVERY

Avery skipped over once her girlfriend finally let her hand go. What a grip she had for a witch. Not that she didn't want to spend time with Steve, but it really was tripping her out - she was dating a literal baby. How on earth did Erin and Evan handle it? Was it because their age gap was less than Steve and her's? Regardless, the wolf now skipped over to her eldest brother and caught the last bit of their conversation.

"Sky definitely knows she's adorable and is just milking it as per usual." She laughed when she saw a flipper smack someone's face by accident but that did not deter the kid at all as she continued to flap away in a slightly different direction. While she was tempted to mess with the twins, she wasn't willing to do it when they're just babies... and when she was in arm's length with their mother. "We should really just dressed them in matching onesies all the time."

LEO

Leo wasn't stupid, though she did enjoy acting like it more often than not because it just made life fun, so it didn't take much for her to glean that Colston had not been entirely looped in on what was going on with the tall redhead. Maybe she'd catch him later on, and they could swap the bits and pieces of information they both had to make a whole picture...purely for reconnaissance.

Leo laughed at the observation the youngest Rendall made. "Well, we _are_ talking about the girl who has gone on to make a career out of getting attention so, I suppose if she can't take a stage, this will do," she laughed. Glancing over at the rest of the faces, the demon gave her a skeptical look. "I don't know. Levi is loving it, but Embry and Callie seem to be having a very heated 'discussion' over the outfits and Miles looks like she's on the brink of breaking out into hives."

KEAGAN

Keagan couldn't help but smile as they spoke about her daughters - although she was constantly keeping an eye because it really did look like Sky's about to get retribution for flailing her flipper around. Her eyes immediately sought out for the twins' other mother, silently asking if she could either split the twins apart.. or keep Sky from hitting everyone.

"I think Miles might be.. because of Sky." She snorted before quickly excusing herself to walk over as well because she didn't want the twins to fight over Sky's enthusiasm. "Baby. Let's tame those arms of yours a bit before you get hurt.. or hurt someone."

LUKE

On the other side of the room, never more than maybe a foot away from the gaggle of babies, Luke had taken to putting some of her first lessons from Jack, Rikke, and Hanu into play. _Not every single emotion from your charge is worthy of intervention._ It made sense enough, because if the roles were reversed, Luke would be struck by a sense of stifling. It's true that she probably could've done with _some_ level of intervention from her parents and brother, but all in all, getting to live through her own emotions and actions is what really made her the person she was. Last thing she wanted would be to rob the twins of that or to take it away from Keagan.

So she managed to keep the girls' emotions as a faint echo in the back of her mind until a sharp sense of frustration, bordering on slight panicked exasperation, cut through. She didn't need Callie's tiny 'flippers' smacking her leg to know where it was coming from. Scooping up the blonde baby, she whispered a thank you and walked over to Miles, setting Callie down beside her before taking a seat on the floor herself so they could as close to eye-level as possible. "It's going to be okay, Nuggey. I'm sorry, I didn't take into account the fact the flippers restrict your current only means of communication or factor in the fact that your brain is still eighteen -because admittedly that's not a common occurrence- but we're actively remedying that right now, and you'll be free -oh look, mom's coming over. She'll handle Tendey so you don't have to." The entire time she spoke she'd been working to remove the 'flipper' sleeves from the girl's onsie so her little hands and fingers were free. "See, all better, yes?" Turning to Keagan as the woman scooped up the spastic ginger bean, she smiled and said, "That's such a Lyra move."

KEAGAN

"Are you feeling better, baby?" She asked the younger twin when she spotted that her little hands weren't restrained in the flipper anymore. Also taking a seat on the floor herself, she readjusted Skylar so she could free a hand to reach out to Miles and gently brush her cheek. "Skylar got a little bit overexcited, didn't she?" She chuckled before looking at the red-headed twin, "And you little missy, you need to be mindful of your arms. No cuteness is going to save you from your sister coming after you." She leaned down for a quick kiss to the baby's temple. "I think this kid spent too much time with Lyra that she picked up too many of her tendencies." She said this knowing that this was probably inevitable.

LUKE

Luke could only grin when Miles' response came in the form of a flurry of tiny chubby fingers and mass amounts of clearly 'angry' babbling. The younger twin only stopped once her sister reached out to touch her so she could give the older girl a glare. Luke snorted, as she failed to keep her laughter in altogether, given the glare looked less menacing and more adorable. This, of course, earned her a glare of her own. "My bad, yo. Contrary to popular belief, I am _not_ entirely immune to cute," she said, before looking at Skylar. "That being said, everyone has limits, Tendey. There is a line where 'cute' becomes annoying and doing things for the sake of showing-off to your girlfriends -who are already wrapped around your flipper- are clearly toeing that line...or in Miles' case, blurring right past it." Her gaze finally met Keagan's. "_Your_ children are such a handful. Twins _and_ Lyra?! How ever do you manage?"

AYDEN

When Luke brought Callie with her, the elder brought the fellow shapeshifter into her lap while they both watched the scene unfold. At least they prevented the twins from actually fighting. "Sky seems to have forgotten the other kids in the room." She commented when Sky turned and buried her face into Keg after being told that she crossed the line and realized her sister was upset with her. "Even Callie got worried Sky was going to get killed today." She chuckled when said baby made a noise to back her up. "I think the only people who ever *managed* Lyra is her mom and Teg. I've never seen Lyra listen to a word Keg says anyways - However if you're talking about the twins only, it seems she's got you."

IZZY

It didn't take much for her to follow Ayden's lead and go scoop up her own 'piece' of the puzzle. There was a small whimper of complaint that she could almost be sure came from the ginger baby whose face was buried in her best friend at the fact Tomi was now sitting slightly further away, but it seemed for the best. "Oh don't be like that Skylar Anne, she's still here and you seem to need a minute to chill." Turning to smile and give a small nod of understanding to the blonde penguin in Ayden's lap, she then glanced up at her other best friend and said, "Let's just be glad they don't have their actual baby brains because the anxiety of it might've caused Callie to shift...and if a dormouse is already small..." she trailed off knowing everyone listening would know where she was going.

When the topic to turned to Lyra, she rolled her eyes and said, "Teagan has has the patience of a saint. I'd have quit ages ago and just step aside to avoid the hurnado." At Ayden's mention of Keagan having Luke to help with the twins, Izzy immediately looked over at the Chief Deputy with a glint in her eye and a smirk on her face. No one had asked anything, but everyone was dying to know the tea. "It must be nice to have a _sister-in-law_ that still helps out so much even after there's an 'ex' in front of the title," she teased.

KEAGAN

Her daughter was being dramatic as always - they weren't even that far from Tomi and she was already whining. "This is still better than a time-out, isn't it?" Was it a threat? Mayhaps. "We've got some safety measures in case she does... shift but I think it really is best if you don't for the time being - or at least unless we're all aware when you do. Iz is right, you're tiny." They really had to keep a closer eye on Callie because it was going to be very dangerous to lose her. "Honestly, just who does this kid take after." She muttered when her daughter decided to wiggle a bit more to nuzzle deeper into her neck.

No one will ever have more patience than Teagan when it came to handling Lyra. Bless him for coming into their lives. Her eyes narrowed at the familiar mischievous look from the other and braced for whatever it was she was going to say. Of course, her friends wanted to know what was up. "*Very* nice." She reached out and gave Izzy a light shove.

IZZY

Izzy watched as her tough-as-nails, kick-anyone’s-ass best friend was reduced to little more than a giant mom-shaped cuddle-bear for the ‘upset’ baby. The sight only made the shared look between her, Ayden, and Luke all the more hilarious when the woman had the gall to ask who the baby took after. “Clearly it’s not the Benson side of the family,” she began, “The only one I ever saw even remotely consider a hug was Luke and she’s adopted.”

No sooner had she began teasing Keagan, than Luke was on her feet and off chasing Lyra -who was apparently pestering the twins’ paladin- and Izzy herself was left to just groan as Keagan remained tight-lipped. “You’re such a pain, Calvetti. We’re your _best friends_ ! At this rate I wouldn’t be surprised if you told us you married some D.C. yuppie or something.”

KEAGAN

When Luke made her hasty exit, Keagan's eyes followed while the other chased her sister. A subtle smile as she simply watched that happen without any intentions to prevent Lyra from being unalive. She was warned plenty of times not to mess with Rikke and Nix after all. The thought of Luke leaving so abrupty once Keg replied to Izzy did make her heart drop a bit and perhaps she should've corrected her friend instead of being so secretive. That habit of hers was a problem when it came to her personal life.

And so, with a sigh, her shoulders relaxed a bit before her attention went back to Sky and mulled over what her next words would be. "As if I would think about marrying someone else when I've got Luke. Made that mistake once already."

IZZY

Izzy was about to remark on the answer, when sound of clear discontent came from both Skylar and Mila simultaneously, the latter of which's tiny hands became a flurry of motions that the older wolf could only assume was the infant's attempt at signing properly to her mother. Attempt was the word Izzy settled on because the tiny hands could only do so much, which was evident even to someone who had very basic knowledge of what was happening.

Turning to her friend again she said, "Uh, I think you said something that upset them...and something tells me it was definitely _not_ the implication that your first marriage was a mistake..."

KEAGAN

Her eyes widened in surprise when her twins started acting up. Genuine confusion washed over her because she had no idea what upsetted them so much that Mila's little fingers couldn't seem to catch up to how much she wanted to say. "Hey, hey girls.. What are you so angry about?" She asked softly as she reached out to bring Mila into her arms so she could carry both twins. "That I wouldn't want to marry anyone else if it's not Luke?" Keagan didn't think they'd hate the thought so much - the twins hadn't said anything otherwise about them dating or was she mistaken?

RIKKE

Rikke had just managed to get Lyra into a bear hug -which was hardly something the wolf was averse to, but it definitely worked wonders as a means to keep her quiet- when Luke reached them, and simply offered a trade: she'd take Lyra-duty if Rikke went to help out Keagan because the twins were upset and confused, and obviously, currently babies that couldn't speak proper English.

The paladin orbed over -very much aware she would be leaving Lyra to unceremoniously fall on her backside- and came to coalesce on the floor across from the struggling mother wolf and her upset pups. Using a few orbs to distract the babies as different designs swirled in the air, she spoke to Keagan. "They were upset, but the confusion at your last question leads me to believe that the answer is 'no', that was not the reason they were upset. I think it's pretty easy to forget that these aren't your average babies," she continued, the lights still clearly mesmerizing the kids, "Regardless of how much they may act like them, they still have a mostly young-adult brain, so maybe having grown-up conversations around them may not be the best idea, given they're all bound to want to chime in and obviously not many can."

AYDEN

Ayden surely didn't expect *this* conversation, at least not sprung up so suddenly like this. Unlike Izzy, she didn't say anything and just watched this all go down. Just what was happening? She didn't know if she was more surprised that Keagan said anything, or that she was engaged in a *serious* conversation with the twins about it. "Perhaps.. this is a conversation would be better to take place where you're also not surrounded by several people who have a good sense of hearing.." Not that *all* of their friends are nosy but there was a selective few who had their ears perked no matter how distracted they're meant to be.

When Callie let out a quiet whine, Ayden naturally started comforting her while keeping her eyes between Keg and her babies. "Keg really has no middle ground. It's either not being able to get a peep from her, or she creates chaos with a single sentence."

RIKKE

Rikke glanced over at the shifter when the blonde baby on her lap began to complain. "That's her 'I need a new nappy' whine," she provided, hands still working with the lights for the twins. "You spend long enough around a kid, you don't really need to sense their emotions to understand them. Granted, I'm sure those in the unique situation of being parents to babies _again_ hardly need me to tell them that," she chuckled. Ayden's statement about Keagan was almost enough to make her laugh out loud, but the look of 'pot-meet-kettle' that Izzy seemed to toss the shifter's way had the paladin completely rethinking that choice.

Instead she turned back to facing Keagan directly and said, "Lucky for us, though, these two have _not_ triggered their paladin or, uh, _paladin-like_ abilities yet, which means that a few more seconds of this lovely light show and they probably won't remember anything past Skylar having been trying her best to act like a loose chicken in a penguin outfit...so you might want to tighten your hold on Miles there just a bit in case her anger comes back full-on."

KEAGAN

Honestly, it would've been a lot easier to have Paladins around the first time to help them know just what exactly the babies were feeling, but Rikke was right, the second time around wasn't as hard. "Yes, all the fuss sure let me know my kids are upset with me about something - I suppose this conversation will have to wait until they're grown again.... We don't even know how long that's going to be." Not that she was complaining, baby twins were always welcomed.

Izzy's look didn't slip by her but considering how Ayden didn't quite react to it, Keagan also let the comment slide. After al, Luke had called her out the few times she dropped a bomb without warning. "Sky just need to turn it down a bit. No one likes to get constantly hit with your flipper no matter how cute you think you are, you know?" She aimed the question at the older twin, who miraculously found enough shame to give her sister an apologetic babble. "We also don't want to stress Callie out that she actually shifts...A second fight might just trigger it."

IZZY

Izzy managed to school her features before Ayden even bothered to glance at her, and given that the twins seemed to have reached some sort of -admittedly adorable- babbled truce, she set Tomi back down and said, "Alright, I vote that now the girl's _aren't_ fighting, we go ahead and continue this conversation elsewhere. Because yes, it _is_ being continued and I'm almost sure that the suites all have a soundproof charm or ward over them because otherwise there's no way this entire floor wouldn't be causing Leo and Thyra headaches with all the noise complaints from a gaggle of supernatural babies and their parents."

She received the expect initial rounds of complaints from both secretive women, but after Rikke not only volunteered, but managed to take Callie and orb off for the needed diaper change, she just stood up and pulled both of the women up by the wrist. "Come on then, girl-chat. Not like any of you can say you wouldn't trust any of the other adults around with keeping an eye on your respective penguins."

AYDEN

The shapeshifting elder exchanged looks with the Chief Deputy as they were being dragged to their feet once they were freed from the babies. Though the two of them were infamous for being private, there were little they could do against the youngest of them - or at least Ayden couldn't. As per usual, she let Izzy lead the way towards one of their rooms.

"It's been a long time since we did this - just us in a room together, talking without anyone else interrupting." She hummed as she reminisced a little. When was the last time they even had a girl-talk/night? Surely it had been before the kids came into the picture. Once she was in the room, she took a seat and waited for either of the women to start talking.

IZZY

Izzy was more than happy to have had so little resistance from either party. She was sure the fact they were in public helped, and felt a little bad about that, but honestly how was she supposed to pass up an opportunity like this? They were all in the same place, the kiddos were all safe and looked after, none of them had a shift at work to worry about.

“Exactly! This is perfect timing, and honestly the fact I know we’ve all had at least a little champagne or wine already makes it even better.” Alcohol worked great to loosen lips. “Now, Keagan, the floor is yours if you’d like to elaborate and provide clarification. Otherwise we -and whatever poor soul had the misfortune to listen in- will forever be wondering if you hate the institute of marriage, want to be single with a friend’s help, or actually _do_ want to marry Luke…Personally the way you were ready to kill Col at the hospital my personal guess is the latter but, you’re a hard one to read.”

KEAGAN

It certainly seems that she had a soft spot for a lot of people upon her return as she was now sitting in front of her best friends who gave her *all* the attention to clarify what she meant earlier. "Whoa, wait. Was that what it sounded like?" She frowned, only realizing now why her twins were so upset. "I don't hate the institute of marriage - I simply regret marrying Richard."

She quieted down as she thought about her next words, "And about marrying Luke.. " She gave a small shrug, "I would love to.. but I don't know.. we've only just started so.. it seems pretty early to be talking about marriage."

IZZY

She was almost certain that both she and Ayden resembled a pair of bobbleheads as they nodded to clarify that it had, in fact, sounded like never wanted to be a Mrs....anything, ever again. "In all fairness to us, it didn't really help the confusion that you never told us you _started_ at all with Luke or corrected the whole 'ex sister-in-law' bit," Izzy was quick to point followed by a swift, "Oh, honey...._we all_ regret you marrying Richard."

Her face dropped a bit as she realized the next topic was a bit more on the serious side. "Speaking of which, we never got around to really talking about what happened that night with Dicky and Luke. I mean, how did the twins even take to the news that their own father was responsible for their aunt being in the hospital?"

KEAGAN

She almost snorted at the site of her friends nodding away. "A lot happened since Luke and I talked about it, it took a while before we even said anything to our family. Lyra was *very* upset that she had been the last to know." Moreover, she had been so comfortable at the cabin, she may have forgotten about notifying the rest of their friends. Her eyes rolled at their opinion of Richard. "Mm.. Yes, we all know that was a fiasco, no need to emphasize that."

At the reminder of what happened that night, her eyes flashed a hint of gold. "They already have a *very* low opinion of him, so you can imagine how well they took it... Sky probably feels like it had been her fault they encountered each other in the first place." She paused again, as there was still more to say. "So.. about that.. He's not their biological father." Her nose crinkled a bit because what she was going to reveal next really defied science and logic. "Uh, *Luke* is..."

IZZY

The wolf barely registered that Ayden had taken a breath in -likely to speak- and immediately let out a very to the point, "What?!" She had definitely followed with everything that was said beforehand, and completely understood why they were just now being told that Keagan had finally opted to give that steadfast ginger a chance, but it had all been entirely overridden by her admission that Richard Benson was _not_ the biological father of her children. "Keagan Anna Calvetti are you saying that you totally had _entanglement_ and didn't even confide in your bes-"

Izzy's reproach died as Keagan followed up with yet another piece to the puzzle. Granted how the hell this particular piece was supposed to fucking fit into the picture had her exchanging very confused looks with Ayden before glancing back at Keagan...like three times. "I'm sorry...Luke is _what_??"

KEAGAN

"I said what I said." She chuckled softly, knowing just how nonsensical it was. "It turns out that Luke's a born-Paladin due to her being related to Rikke. And so.. in conclusion, it's because of that the twins happened, well, that and a few requirements for it to even take place. Anyways, yes, Luke's basically the twins' mother. Not a single drop of Benson blood whatsoever."

The wolf gave a shrug as if that concluded her explanation, "Wouldn't that explain how Luke and the twins have so much similarities?" Keagan was sure that question had been floating around all these years. "In case you two are wondering, no, we're not giving it a chance just because she's their mother."

IZZY

There was a brief moment of silence as the information provided was processed. “Well,” she began, glancing over at Ayden who seemed to be on the same page as her, “You learn something new everyday huh…magic is fucking terrifying and wonderful all at once. Congrats on not having gestated Dicky’s spawns after all, by the way.” She simply nodded as Keagan was right, the only explanation for why the twins took after Luke so much would be that they _were_ actually related after all…that the relation was Luke being their mother was not on the list but hey.

Izzy scoffed out a laugh at the last comment. “Please. The twins _obviously_ came from _some_ kind of connection to begin with. It would be too dumb even for me to assume you didn’t at least kind of like the kid you’ve only been allowing to pine after you since like ever.”

AYDEN

What a roller coaster that was. Hearing that *Luke* was the mother of the twins was definitely not what she expected to hear that day.. Or ever, for that matter. Who knew that it was even possible? However, it did answer the question that had been on everyone's mind for so many years. The twins were definitely a mix of the two women, and if not for science, they would have guessed right away. "I think we say for everyone that it is a relief that they have nothing to do with him. I'm sure the girls were ecstatic."

The shifter chuckled at the comment, "The famous Christmas Miracle in July story exists for a reason. As much as Lyra exaggerate things, there is some truth there. And almost killing Col just made it concrete." She joked.

IZZY

She laughed along with Ayden, finding it incredibly ironic that for someone who was always so private about _everything_, Keagan’s soft-spot for Luke was obvious to anyone with eyes. “We all figured Luke was your preferred Benson, but I’ll admit that even I wouldn’t have guessed just _how deep_ that preference ran, ya know,” she said with a smirk and suggestive waggle of her brows.

“I do feel bad for Lyra and every other person in Fallcrest that still held out hope that now that the twins were going to be off to college and what-not, they might finally get a chance with -what I have no qualms admitting, because it’s just fact- the _absolute specimen_ that is Lucas Benson. And now there’s the whole -what did you call it? Born-Paladin aspect! Like what is that?”

KEAGAN

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes, "I don't think Dick was *anyone's* preferred Benson anyways." Even if it were true that everyone had a soft spot for the red-head, Keg had a feeling that she'd be teased more about it. "As if that'd actually stop Lyra from flirting - however, I think she moved onto bothering Rikke more."

"Born Paladin.. Exactly what it sounds like.. Rikke happens to be her ancestor. We don't know what powers she inherited though, so far, it seems like she's got everything a Paladin has." Yes, she was not going to explain how the Paladin aspect played into the twins being born, but she was sure that her friends had an inkling.

+Cut to: Outside in the Ballroom

HENDRIX

hendrix: It had been simple enough to track Keagan down to her current residence at the Radcliffe. Gaining access to the top floor…had required a little more finesse, but there was very little that a Homeland Security badge couldn’t fix, and it helped that he stated he had ‘work’ matters to address with is fellow agent. It seemed that a lot of people were still rather jumpy after the last time something happened in town and weren’t willing to risk interfering in matters that may lead to another disaster. He should certainly feel some kind of bad about using that sentiment in the daily residents of the town to manipulate and mansplain his way into possible malewife status, but he couldn’t be bothered right now.

All Hendrix could think about was the one thing that had not left his mind since he happened across the information as he did his daily follow-ups on Keagan: Richard Benson was _not_ her children’s biological father. If his math was right -which in a less giddy mindset he’d openly admit it hardly ever was- then the only other option, barring some stranger on her honeymoon, was _himself_. And with that idea in mind, as soon as the elevator doors opened, he made a beeline for the gaggle of babies.

He _was_ stopped about two steps in but a rather imposing woman with a badge of her own, and though it was definitely harder to convince her, she relented to let him stay within the ballroom while she went to inform Keagan of his arrival. Of course no sooner was she out of sight and he was off to the children. He immediately scooped up the first ginger he spotted only to realize this one as a boy ginger, and set him back. Then scooping up the other ginger in sight. She immediately let out a wail, and he began to coo at her to calm her down, “No, it’s okay. It’s okay, don’t cry baby. It’s me! It’s dada! It’s you’re real dada!” Her reluctance to seemingly accept him immediately was a blow he wasn’t expecting and the tears just came.

PHOENIX

Ever since Keagan stepped out of the room, the whole family had been taking turns watching the kids - maybe except Lyra, she seemed to be focusing on gossip. The cousin could feel the chills running down her back and *knew* Lyra was walking towards them and lo and behold, she kept making comments about Rikke and her. Thankfully Luke came and chased her off for the time being.

The day had been going well so far despite that, the twins hadn't killed each other .. yet even though Miles was pretty close to taking her sister out with how.. 'endearing' she had been.

However, that had gone out the window when she heard a more panicked wail from the babies. Whipping her attention over to mini crowd, her eyes widened at the unwelcomed guest who was currently being shoved in the face by the baby he was holding. While she wasn't as fast as the other, she rushed over herself. "I don't recall you being welcomed back here. In fact, I believe you were specifically told not to come near Keagan and her kids." It hadn't even been that long since Blake and she escorted him out of Fallcrest.

LUKE

Luke was in the midst of chasing Lyra off _and_ still practicing her ability to keep her 'charge's' emotions in the background when she felt a pull back to the twins. If asked, she would fully admit to not even registering the baby's physical cry -or in Miles' case, growl- because it was all an instinctive and innate response. Her girls needed her and she was orbing out from behind Lyra to towering behind Goodwin. The paladin was only briefly distracted by the twins being addressed as 'Keagan's kids', but there was no time for hangups now.

She placed a warning hand on the man's shoulder. His hold on Sky immediately slackened, and the baby went immediately to Rikke who'd orbed in just after Nix approached. Whether the hold on the baby was due to the warning or the squeeze Luke gave, she didn't care at the moment. "I'm going to ask you politely, _once_, to please vacate the premises."

HENDRIX

In his line of work, it was detrimental if he jolted everytime someone grabbed him by the shoulder but having 2 towers show up in front of you while you're holding someone they cared about? It was a bit intense. Why are these people so damn tall? And why was there *two* of them??

However, not *completely* deterred by the setback, he switched his focus over to the other with a confident grin. "Why hello again." He greeted. "I get that we got off the wrong foot last time, but I swear I've got a reason to be back today. I'm here to spend time with my *family*! It's the holiday season and what better than to be with *my kids*."

His eyebrows wiggled after announcing that, "Word was that Benson wasn't the father and from process of elimination, there's a simple answer to that. The kid cried because she doesn't know I'm her daddy."

LUKE

If there was one thing Luke prided herself in, it was in her rather high -insanely immensely high, as some would point out- threshold for calm and level-headedness. Lyra often told her there was being slow to anger and then there was being a pushover. But if Luke had learned one thing from her teenage years, it was that she was a far better person for being a pushover when needed because her anger was nobody's friend.

That being said, there _was_ still a limit and to absolutely nobody's surprise -except maybe Douchewin himself- this dude had not only managed to reach it, but absolutely blow past it the second he even _thought_ to lay a hand on her daughter. The fact he was loudly airing out all of Keagan's personal business was just adding fuel to the inferno, and the redhead simply proceeded to lift him up by the fabric currently in her hand. "I do believe I made it clear my petition would be polite _once_," she growled before dragging him off away from the children.

Once out of sight of baby eyes, she let him drop for only a fraction of a second, only to pick him back up roughly from by the neck as she pinned him to the wall. "You have **no** ties to Keagan or the girls, and I'm sure if you have the current job you do it's because there's enough of a braincell in there to know that. I'm going to ensure you not only leave them be, but leave this building **now** and I will not hesitate to use _any_ means necessary, so your pride being left in pieces will be the least of your concern if you continue to fight me." The saying 'seeing red' was such an understatement, she'd completely managed to ignore the rivulets of blood starting to spill down her fingers, much less the fact her own nails had grown sharp enough to dig into the man's face and cause the bleeding. If her speech was affected by her canines changing, she attributed the change in sound to her anger.

HARTLEY

The room was tense ever since her brother decided to show his face. Thankfully she didn't need to breathe because she would have passed out for how long she was holding her breath. However, to say she was confused would be a huge understatement. She only knew they had a thing, but to suddenly declare he was the twins' father was.. weird to say the least. Like how did he even come to that conclusion?? *Also*. Richard Benson not being the twins' father? There were a few eye exchanges throughout the room at the news. One shouldn't really trust Hendrix's word for it, but he wouldn't say that without reason.

Thankfully, Luke dragged him away almost immediately before anyone else could make a sound. Everyone then focused on the babies once those two were out of the room. However, it was shortly after when a scent reached her nose. Her entire body froze at the smell, a hand shooting out to grip Blake by the arm. "...Blake.." She mumbled at a very low volume. "..I smell blood.."

Without another word, she darted out towards the smell and halted at the scene. "....Luke?" The sight was.. expected; Hendrix was an asshole after all, but to think Luke could draw blood just like that? Her head tilted when she heard Luke speak. Something.. was different about her. Hartley cautiously approach the two.. until she spotted the teeth. "Luke. Your- Hey." Her hand reached out onto the taller woman's shoulder. She was focusing all her attention on Luke so she would be distracted from the blood. Her control had been better but let's not take risks. "I'll deal with him.." She offered.

BLAKE

To say that what happened was a 'scene' would be quite the understatement. That being said, Blake was already pulling out her phone to report the incident -at least the necessary parts- to SAIC Cabot. There was little chance that this could be ignored any longer as Hendrix was clearly becoming a major detriment to the department. However, she was barely able to unlock her phone before Hartley's voice was in her ear and then her friend was off in the blink of an eye as well. The witch was barely able to keep track of the blur that the young vampire became as she made her way to where she had apparently smelled blood, and considering how the _last time_ such a thing occurred had gone down...Blake barely managed a word to Aleja about going after the blonde before taking off herself.

By the time she caught up with the trio, there was very little sense to make of what was going on but one thing was certain: "I don't think that's the best idea," Blake stated in response to Hartley's offer. She knew her friend's heart was in right place, but with the babies around it was best not to risk anything if they didn't have to. "Barring Keagan's direct intervention, he's _my_ responsibility and I can escort him out of the building and back to D.C." If the growl she heard was any indication, maybe bringing up Keagan's name was _not_ the best of ideas at the current moment.

Blake wasn't certain how much control either of the women currently standing around Hendrix had. If she didn't act soon, Luke could do more damage and that in turn would probably cause more bloodlust from Hartley. So she opted to use her telekinesis to ease Luke's grip on Drix while also keeping his face from bleeding anymore. "Alright, let's all take a breath...even if you don't one."

HENDRIX

"Hey! Hey..." Did he foresee people being upset with him? For sure! Did he foresee Lucas Benson lifting him by the shirt? Sure, she's done it before, nothing would stop her from doing it again unless Keagan intervened. Did he foresee her lifting him up *by the neck*? And drawing blood while she was at it? Definitely not. Something was different about her and he saw it clear as day when he saw those teeth changed.

"W-What the.." He croaked. While he was still grappling onto Luke's arms and hands to get her to drop him, the woman didn't budge at all. "...Y-You're.. I .. I thought you were human?!" Because the person in front of him was anything but. His eyes shifted to his sister who seemed on edge, and then over to the other friend... who was a godsend because when she came, he found his breathing again. "Shit..." he coughed as he looked between all three of them. "Did she always have this strongass grip?" Another fit of coughs followed.

"I'm clearly not the danger here!" He tried to reason, "I just want to bond with my kids, nothing wrong with that. You guys are keeping a father away from his kids - a father who isn't an asshole like Ricky boy, by the way." He was still trying to appeal his case to let him back inside despite the dangerous situation he was in. He was literally risking it all right now.

LUKE

Hartley’s presence had helped to ground her enough to realize that something wasn’t quite right. Blake’s intervention and actually providing distance between her and Hendrix had given her enough pause to take in the very sudden changes to herself and how they’d done far more damage than she would have ever intended, regardless of what she’d said.

The paladin -or whatever the fuck she was- had just begun to actually start feeling guilty for letting her anger take over and causing the man harm and his sister concern…but then he started talking again. And without even realizing it, her hand was back at his throat, his feet clean off the ground as she brought him to eye-level. “Do _not_ speak of me as if I’m not standing right _fucking_ here, Goodwin.”

The words seemed to come from deep within her chest, and as he tried to speak once more, her grip tightened as she spoke deliberately. “The only person in any form of danger right now is _you_. Especially if you keep insisting on claiming _my_ family as your own, when you’ve managed to do even less than my brother ever did. You upset my girls tonight, and that is something I do _not_ take lightly too.”

HARTLEY

Why couldn't her stupid brother just keep her moth shut? It shouldn't be that hard, yet here he was, saying idiotic things one after another as if his life wasn't on thin ice being hoisted up in the air like that. Especially now that Luke could possibly just snap his neck. "Will you just shut up for once, Hendrix." She scowled. "You're really not helping the situation right now." Not trusting herself for the most part, she backed up enough to stand next to Blake. When Luke denied him of being the father, the young vampire could see that even then, the idiot was trying to refute it.

"Not only are you upsetting the girls, and Luke - and Keagan when she hears about this - you're just making things up!" There was no evidence known that the twins weren't Richards and even if they weren't, they sure weren't Hendrix. The twins looked nothing like *him* either. God, what even happened to him that he became *this* delusional?

"Luke.. as much as we want him out of our lives, don't kill him." She tried to reason, "He's not worth it. Like I want to too, but really, he's not worth it.." The younger Goodwin confessed when she wasn't one to condone violence. "I saw Rikke trying to comfort Sky right now but I'm sure she wants to cuddle with you."

LUKE

Though she kept her eyes trained on Hendrix, she addressed the blonde almost immediately at her last comment. "While I genuinely appreciate that you're attempting to deescalate the situation, and I know that there is no ill-intent from you because that's not who you are," she began before finally glancing over at Hartley, "Please, _never_ use either of the girls as a means of persuasion....Cuddling Skylar would ultimately only provide a temporary relief to an ongoing problem, and I'm one to believe that if you want to rid garden of a weed, you have to attack the root."

Returning her gaze directly at said 'root', Luke spoke out to Blake. "Blake, I think it's best that Hartley not be here right now. I can hear the quick and shallow breathes she's taking, which if she actually still needed them would've led her to pass out already. An anxious young vampire helps no one." She wanted to reassure her friend and tell her that she would never actually hurt her brother...but Luke never did like making promises she wasn't certain she could keep. When it was clear that neither party was budging, she let out a growled 'Fine' and simply orbed herself and Hendrix out of the hotel altogether.

HARTLEY

Hartley looked guilty the moment she was called out for using the twins to persuade the other to let go of her brother. "I'm sorry." That was a low-blow for her because Luke was right, it might diffuse the situation temporarily but Hendrix was still going to be a problem. Normally, she'd add more words to her apology but it really was taking all the she had to *not* focus on her brother's blood i her clenched jaws were giving any indication of that.

When the other two disappeared before their eyes, her own widened with panic as she whipped her head towards Blake, "Oh no, where did they go??" Wasn't this situation somewhat similar to the last incident? Again, Luke disappeared with an ex of Keagan's because they messed with the ginger haired baby - however, Luke was more aware of her supernatural powers this time around. "Keg... is going to be mad."

BLAKE

Blake was a little more than taken off guard when Luke was able to move freely even while she’d still had a hold on her. Granted, once she factored in the heaping amount of garbage that came out of Drix’s mouth, well…anger could make a person do some amazing things. Not all _good_ though, and it seemed that Hart had accidentally added to the likelihood of this not ending well.

The witch was also aware of how Hartley was just barely hanging onto her control, and honestly she’d bet money it was mostly to avoid having her own brother’s blood in her mouth because- Her train of thought completely derailed as the other pair vanished. “Shit,” she managed before taking in Hart’s last comment, “That is one hell of an understatement if there I heard one.” She ran a hand through her hair and said, “I have no clue where they went, it I’m sure Rikke can help out in tracking Luke….I should get Nix to tell Keagan.”

HARTLEY

The worry that gripped her increased even more when Blake looked just as ..'stuck' as she was. "I... You go do that.." She nodded towards the door, "I don't think I can go back inside just yet.." Hartley started to back away further. After encoutering the blood, she was still on edge and honestly shouldn't be around a room filled with kids. "I might just.. head back home for the night because.. I just.. can't be here right now."

She paused before looking at the spot where her brother and the Paladin just were. "Maybe I should go make a lap around town to see if I can find them." Something to distract her with, at the very least. "I really hope Luke doesn't kill him by accident.. or intentionally even if he deserved it. He really, really deserves it."

BLAKE

"No. No laps, no searching them out on your own. I am _exceedingly_ proud of the fact you were doing as well as you were with the kids around, let's not mar that due to some accidental snap. _Especially_ if it comes about because of your stupidass brother." The tone she spoke with wasn't harsh, but it still left no room for Hartley to try and argue with her. It was already bad enough that the younger woman was all worked up over some scratches, who knew what she could encounter if she set off to seek the pair out. "Home, Hartley," she tossed over her shoulder one last time before heading in to find Phoenix.

Once she approached the shorter woman, she pulled her off to the side to whisper the news to her as best she could in a room full of supernaturals. "I would suggest taking Miles with you to inform Keagan about things, but that may just piss her off more as she figures you might be using the kid as a human shield," she said, before glancing over at said baby, "Then again I it also seems like you wouldn't be able to tear her away from the death grip Sky has on her right now. Glad Rikke managed to calm her down a bit though....best of luck."

PHOENIX

She had been by Rikke's side trying to soothe the kid the best they can, but it seemed that her true source of comfort was latching onto her sister. As endearing as it was, it did hurt to see the kid so spooked like that. "Sky, I'm not telling you to let go but your sister's hand is going to go blue if you keep gripping it that hard." She cooed, chuckling softly at the whine of protest.

When she got pulled away, she was hoping for good news but instead, she was getting a report that details an event similar to the night when Ricky decided to endanger the town. With a half hearted nod and smile, Nix went back in and grabbed both the twins and Rikke with her. Reinforcements were always good. While it didn't take long to get to the room Keagan was in, Nix's hand paused right before it was about to knock. ".....When I tell the news, you got to shove the twins right into her arms, okay?" Was she joking? Possibly. 50% maybe.

RIKKE

Everything just seemed to happening so fast, there was barely a moment of stabilization between incidents. She’d managed to keep Skylar from blowing out a lung, Mila’s mouth was free of any denim from her attempts to help her sister, both twins were now in their own little bubble but now they were all being ushered over to Keagan, and Rikke was being told to shove the babies at the mother wolf upon ‘the news’…

“I’m sorry, _what?!_” she whispered pointedly, confusion on her face. Not about the ‘news’ since the fact she could no longer feel Luke’s anger close by was big hint. “You really think you want to share ‘the news’ without putting some magical earplugs on these two?”

PHOENIX

"Well, I mean, the idea was that she'd see Miles and Sky upset and remember to not raise her voice buuuut you've got a fair point." With that, she waved her hand in the air while muttering a quick spell under her breath. "There. Safety precautions done. That should do the trick. Keagan can't really yell at us since we don't necessarily know all the information.. And I haven't seen her yell at you yet - I don't think she's ever going to yell at you." She snorted before turning back towards the door and gave it a knock.

"Heyyyyyyyy." She greeted the one who opened the door. "Mind if we -" She moved enough to show the Paladin with the babies, "come inside for a sec. We've got some news to share." She kept it vague but already, she could see Keagan's eyes narrow. Although it wasn't rare to see someone else in the family hold the kids, Nix wondered if it was suspicious that they were coming with both her kids to find Keagan.

"So........Look. I only got this from Blake so I don't really know what really went down, buuuut long story short - Goodwin, the asshole one, defied orders and came back to town.. Shit happened and now... Luke disappeared somewhere with him." She quickly nudged Rikke for her to pass the kids over.

RIKKE

Rikke nodded along as Nix explained her train of thought and waited until the kids were clearly unable to listen in -something made obvious by the look of disappointment that replaced Skylar’s look of upset- and then simply said, “You’re plan fucking sucks, Calvetti. Glad you’re not in the field because you may never have made it to us even meeting.” She added a grin -that wasn’t unlike the one Luke often tossed at Keagan after ‘proving a point- and then turned to face the door.

The Paladin felt like her specific job was just to be part of the diffusion ‘formula’ whose main components were the twins. As Keagan’s eyes began to glow, however, she was quick to close the distance so the babies were closer -and Nix behind her- and she said, “I can track Luke down, I just need to get with Jack and Hanu so we can use the ‘hivemind’ as the easiest means. Barring that, we can also get the witches together to scry if you’d rather that route, but mine is faster…also, you may want to remember not to do anything that might startle the babies even morenotthatIwouldevertellyouhowtomother.”

Not wanting to risk too much ire, she orbed one twin over to Nix and then held out the other to Keagan, “Kiss”

KEAGAN

Her blood froze the moment she heard Douchewin was back in town because she could already *feel* the bad news. It didn't help one bit at all to learn that Luke was also missing but before she could even say anything, her babies appeared in sight and she had to quickly quell her anger down a little. Automatically reaching out towards the baby, she felt the rest of anger simmer away... a bit more. "Hey baby.." She greeted and quickly gave a peck to her cheek before turning her attention to the one holding her.

"...Could you please find Luke?" She was really trying to not let her imagination take over especially with what happened last time. Besides, Luke had ... more powers than before. Something about that still didn't ease her worries.

RIKKE

There was a slight urge to take a step back when Keagan moved forward, but she held it at bay and even managed to relax as the woman’s attention was immediately turned to the baby. She shot Nix a look over her shoulder that screamed ‘I can’t believe that actually worked’ before turning back and nodding at the request before orbing out.

It didn’t take her long to find both Hanuel and Jack, who were more than ready to help. Luckily with all three paladins working together, it didn’t take long for Rikke to orb back. “The good news is we definitely know where they are,” she started, internally already grimacing at what she was about to add, “_Other_ news, is that they’re in the forest bordering the Benson property near the stream…”

KEAGAN

Not wanting to upset the twins at all, Keagan was mentally cursing - whether she was cursing at the situation, or at the born-Paladin for disappearing without a sound *again*, that was up for debate. "What is she doing?" She muttered to herself once Rikke reported back about Luke's whereabouts. Her head leaned back as she clenched her eyes, taking a moment to herself. Nix definitely knew what she was doing when she brought Rikke and the twins over. Without wasting another second, she gave Miles another kiss before turning around and handing her over to her best friends.

She then got up to give her attention the older twin who had started voicing her complaints. "Baby, you and your sister needs to stay here while I and Rikke go find out what Lucas is up to." With that, she showered Sky with kisses she'd giggle. "Okay, Rikke, bring me over there please if you don't mind." This really reminded her of their last trip; she could only hope that this time was less.. stressful.

RIKKE

Rikke had the briefest of moments where she considered letting Keagan know that the babies were safe from hearing anything that wasn't meant for them to, but a simple glance at Nix killed that thought immediately. Now was not the time to speak unless directly spoken too. The point was more than proven when Keagan slipped back into the same agent-mode she had the last time Lucas had seemed to vanish. It more than likely didn't help that the woman had gone to the same remote area that she'd instinctively wound up in the last time she dealt with one of Keagan's....uh, former....lovers...?

"Of course," was all she said in response. She tossed up a small 'light-show' for the twins once more, that should make it to where they would be left at ease once they were taken back out to the rest of the babies. Linking her arm with with wolf, Rikke made quick work of getting them to the general area of where the other two should be, and immediately she picked up on something off. "Luke's cloaked herself from being sensed, _granted_ I can't speak to whether it was done on purpose or out of pure instinct. She _is_ still technically new to all of her powers....and well, all of her powers are still a bit of mystery to us as to what they all actually are. You should still be able to pick up a scent though."

KEAGAN

Luckily, Rikke was swift with getting them to their destination. However, the fact that they didn't see anyone when they got there was already ominous enough. Although her worry and anger was battling it out, the Chief Deputy knew she had to keep calm if she wanted to get this situation sorted as soon as possible, and preferably without any casualties. Since Rikke wasn't able to pick up where she was exactly, Keagan used her own senses like she did last time.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked out in the distance, using both her hearing and smell to narrow down the location. It didn't take long since she took off immediately in the direction. *I swear to god, Luke..* She thought to herself as she used her speed to her advantage, only praying that Luke wasn't again lying somewhere in her own blood. Hendrix? He could choke on his own blood for all she cared right now.

When she got near the scent, she slowed down and cautiously made her way over. She doubt either of them spooked easily but she had no idea what the situation was.

HENDRIX

Of all the things he was prepared for in having kept tabs on Keagan, the fact that her entitled ex-sister-in-law could sprout claws now was _not_ one of them. And even though he experienced it the last time he tried to 'visit', being randomly teleported from one place to another in less than the blink of an eye was still physically and mentally disconcerting as fuck. It certainly didn't help to have gone from being held up by the throat in the brightly lit hall of the hotel's ballroom to being tossed to the hard ice and snow covered ground under the darkness of the open forest at night.

Wait...the moon...there wasn't one. As he crawled back up to his feet, Hendrix's confidence in his survival began to return to normal as he figured that without a full moon, whatever the hell was going on with the giant bitch it couldn't really be all that bad....right? She may have powers, but he was a trained operative. The more he thought about it, the more it seemed this had turned into a blessing in disguise. That nuisance probably had no idea how to control her powers and with no one around to play witness, Hendrix was not above using _any_ means necessary to get rid of the problem...

A growl not too far in the distance was enough for him to draw out his service weapon, but he was quick to hide it at his side when made approaching footsteps. "Keagan! Thank god you're here! You're psychotic former sister-in-law couldn't handle me bonding with our girls and she attacked me!" He made a show of pointing out his face. "She can't stand the idea that as the rightful parents of the twins we'll eventually have to be a proper family without her. I'm _certain_ she brought me out here to kill me."

KEAGAN

When she noticed the distance between the two, Keagan picked up her speed again as she made her way towards Luke. In all honesty, she was going to leave Hendrix alone to focus on the Paladin only but he just wouldn't shut up even when his life depended on it. And so, while on her way, she slugged him right in the nose with *some* of her anger - otherwise he would just die from all her supernatural strength. Besides, her priority was to make sure Luke was okay. So with that, she ran up to the taller woman.

While the world knew she had a soft spot for Luke, one wouldn't be able to tell by the shove and then the grabbing of her shirt to draw her close. "Lucas." She was really trying to keep her voice low. "Just because you can sense all of us, doesn't mean you can just disappear without a word! What if you were lying in your own blood again?" Her voice just gradually going faster as she ranted, "We're both protective of our kids, I get that but you can't just orb like that!? I don't want to see the person I love in the hospital bed again and I surely doubt the twins want to see their moms laying there on thin ice between life and death again." At the end of that, she pulled her close for a tight hug.

LUKE

It had been the sound of stream that tipped her off and she'd dropped Hendrix immediately as she retreated further towards the trees, placing distance between herself and the water. Clearly her conscious dominion over her powers was still iffy at best, and as it dawned on her why Blake and Hartley had been looking at her so warily, it seemed there would be a new set of surprises to deal with. Luckily -or unluckily?- she didn't manage to get enough time to spiral because she picked up on Hendrix moving and then she was hyperaware of the new company. The mans words were completely drowned out by the pure _rage_ that she was feeling from Keagan.

As the woman approached, she could also sense the underlying fear that was driving all of her reactions at this time, and as she was pushed and pulled and yelled at, Luke made no move to defend herself. Keagan was right and she should've known far better than to let her own anger get the best of her. Luke wanted nothing more than to melt into the embrace and stay there forever, but a very familiar 'click' had her immediately shoving Keagan away as she instinctively orbed her over towards Rikke. Everything that followed was so fast, yet her senses had her perceiving it as if it were all in slow-motion. The bright flash of the muzzle of Hendrix's gun blinded her enough that she didn't have time to fully move out of the way, and as the silver projectile lodged itself in her left shoulder, Luke could only let out a guttural growl at the sensation of it setting the entire area on fire.

Of course, that didn't stop her from orbing over right in front of the man and ripping the gun out of his hand. Using it to pistol-whip him hard enough to finally get him to drop still, whether he was breathing or not wasn't even an after-thought as she made her way over to Keagan and Rikke. "Are you okay?" she asked, running a hand through the shorter woman's hair.

KEAGAN

Apparently they were really testing just how *livid* Keagan could get because just when she was finished ranting about how Luke *shouldn't* put herself in danger like that, the wolf found herself orbed away to someone else... Just in time to see Luke be *shot* at. Keagan could not even begin to describe how she felt... and so she didn't. Instead her eyes glowed bright, emphasized by the darkness that surrounded them.

Though she was asked a question, her eyes only focused on the wound which she did note the reaction the silver was causing the other. Her own anger drowned out everything else aside from Luke's heartbeat - or maybe it was her own. With her voice even lower than it was before, Keagan turned her head towards Rikke while her eyes remained still, "Rikke.. Could I ask you to orb Lucas to get this looked at? And while you're there.. mention to Mick and Blake that I'll be at the station." It really was taking all she had to keep her voice even.

When she finally broke contact with the mixture of silver and blood, Keagan stormed over to Hendrix. "I'll deal with him." She muttered as she took out her cuffs and latched them onto her former partner's wrists. She should've dealt with him the first time he decided to show himself at the Cabin - how stupid of her to give him the benefit of the doubt, and the fact that he was still Hartley's brother. That courtesy was out the window.

LUKE

A supernatural connection wasn’t needed for Luke to know exactly how much Keagan was being fueled by pure, unadulterated rage. The connection built over _years_ of knowing each other was more than enough on that front. Which is why she felt confident in the fact that though surely the older woman would be disappointed -if not full out angry- with her for _not_ leaving with Rikke, it would also hardly be a surprise to her.

“This absolute asshat just proved he was willing to fire his weapon even if it meant you were caught in the crossfire. You’re mental if you think I’m leaving you alone with him…even if he’s not likely to regain consciousness any time soon,” Luke stated, voice still deeper and rougher than usual. “Come on, I’ll get us to the station faster and Rikke can meet us there with Blake and Mick.” Her shoulder was still making itself hard to ignore, but it’s not like there was much that anyone at the hotel could do that she couldn’t do herself at the station with a first-aid kit.

Bringing Keagan in for an embrace with her right arm, she placed a boot in the middle of Hendrix’s back for contact and orbed them out.

+Cut to: Inside the Ballroom

HANEUL

Haneul was sitting in the corner of the ballroom ever since he made the impromptu visit. It all started from Rikke's help to locate the youngest Paladin but he couldn't concentrate at first so he decided to solve *that* problem first hence why he was here. With all the moping his charge did, Haneul felt it all. And so, without warning or introduction whatsoever, he orbed his charge here before walking off to the real reason why he was here. And ever since finding Luke's position, he had been lurking from this corner ever since.

"...There is a lot of babies." He muttered once again for god knows how many times. It was babies everywhere. Babies at every corner. "Were there always this many kids in this group?" The old man was just grumbling to himself now. "Oh, you're back." He stated when he saw a familiar glow, but only noticed that she came back alone. "Surely you didn't go from losing one person to losing two?"

RIKKE

“Technically, I may have gone from losing one to losing _three_,” Rikke replied without missing a beat. “Long story, but I need to grab some folks and get them to the station asap. You’re more than welcome to come along,” she added over her shoulder as she began to make her way out to the gathered people.

Rikke wasted no time in getting to Blake, having her follow to getting Mick, and then she went ahead and approached Nix. “I’m taking these two over to the station to meet up with Keagan, and Luke may be in need of your witchy know how,” she said.

PHOENIX

She wasn't worried at all about Hendrix at all - she was worried about Luke and Keagan - her cousin looked pissed enough already, who knows what was going to happen once she got to the scene. She distracted herself with the babies until Rikke returned and walked up to her.

At the request, she nodded and got up right away. "Luke just.. keeps surprising us every day." Phoenix had heard what happened from Blake, and honestly, she didn't blame Luke. Hendrix deserved the shit he got, or about to get now that Keagan was with them too. "Let's go... before ... yeah, let's just go."

FERNANDA

The mermaid had been quick to head over to the remaining group of babies to ensure that everyone was still calm. It helped to ease the littles when the twins were brought back out by Nix and Izzy. It helped to keep her mind of the fact that Dylan had just suddenly been orbed into the party by one of the paladins. Whatever was going on _there_ was decidedly none of her business...until it was.

Her attention was off the kids for a few seconds as Nix took off, but that was all it took for Julian to manage to make his way over from the group to the half-demon. Getting up to her feet as quickly as she could, she rushed over, but wasn't quite able to reach him before he'd managed to tug at the woman's pant-leg. Scooping him up, she simply said, "Sorry."

DYLAN

Kidnapping surely wasn't new to her, but was this even considered as that when she ended up in the middle of what looked like a floor of the Radcliffe, surrounded by babies and their respective guardians? The question was how did she even get here? Her eyes looked back over to the man who brought her but who was *he*? And the glowing thing, Nox would have a field day with that if their shimmer produced such a bright light. But before she could just walk right back to him to ask, she felt a tug at her feet.

"Oh." Her eyes followed as Fernanda stood back up with the kid. "...It's fine." Unconsciously, she reached out to poke the kid's cheek with a soft smile. "...So, what is all this? Didn't think the hotel of all places such an exclusive daycare center." Her words didn't have the usual playfulness in them. Although the man seemed harmless, being teleported out of the blue did not sit well with her. "Do you know who that is?" She nodded her chin towards him, "I think everyone seemed more surprised about me being here than with him appearing out of thin air. Although honestly, I'm just as confused as to why he brought me here."

FERNANDA

It wasn't like she could be too mad at the woman for continuing her shows of affection for Julian, given that he himself was absolutely over the moon by the simple poke. Definitely a far cry from how he'd been periodically sitting by the suite's big window staring off expectantly... "It's Hanuel. He's one of the Paladins that was assigned to a charge in town by _your_ lovely breaking of he seal on the Nexus..." Fer trailed off before finally actually looking over at Dylan, a dubious look on her face as she asked, "You _do_ know what a Paladin is, right? I mean, with your _vastly_ superior existence to everybody else, surely that includes your knowledge of the supernatural world you belong to, right?"

It was a rhetorical question. "Well, you're hardly the first non-witch to be assigned to a paladin, so my guess would be that most people are just surprised that he felt the need to orb you here. The reason behind _that_ bold choice is one only he could answer for you."

HANEUL

It didn't take sensing his charge to know that she was curious about him; he could *feel* the stares coming from her direction. After Rikke disappeared off again, he decided to humour the half-demon and approached the three. "It's because you kept moping so much that it was getting annoying so I brought you here to stop that." He didn't know what happened exactly, but it needed to stop today.

He grumbled on about how ridiculous it was getting before stopping himself to look at the two merfolks before him. "...And I figured she wasn't *entirely* unwelcomed here." His eyes fell onto Julian, "Whatever it is, please solve it because I cannot go for another day of ...Whatever she's doing." He motioned towards Dylan as a whole with clear annoyance in his face, even clicked his tongue.

FERNANDA

The mermaid was used to keeping her features schooled. It wouldn't bode well if any of the other board members even remotely thought they'd gotten under her skin -especially the ones she was related to- so the look on her face remained the same even as the man pointed out that Dylan wasn't entirely unwelcome. Julian missed his friend. Simple enough. As he clicked his tongue, she just turned the same unaffected look towards Dylan and said, "You heard the man. Sort yourself out." She herself had three _literal_ babies to prioritize.

DYLAN

The look of offence she had on when accused of moping around - and also, *how* did he possibly know that? Just because Paladins could sense their charges, does not mea- *oh*. This was definitely news to her. Dylan had her finger still on Julian's cheek while she stilled to process this tidbit. Why would she have a Paladin? Were there even requirements to be assigned one?

Also not one to give away too much in the presences of others, Dylan turned her attention back to the cousins. When told to sort herself out, she actually paused to think about it for once. "...If you'd tell me how to get back in your good graces, perhaps."

FERNANDA

The mermaid could practically see the thoughts as they processed through the woman's mind, and she'd have found it comical were she not still so upset with Dylan's behavior. To Fer's credit, she made no move to pull Julian away from the woman, instead moving in closer so he could reach out and hold her hand. Despite her own conflicting emotions, the smile on the little blonde's face made it all worth it.

Fernanda wasn't surprised by the admission, knowing full well what level of maturity Dylan was actually capable of. But that very same knowledge is what made it to where the mermaid was not about to spoon-feed the half-demon the steps to making things right. "You already know what you did wrong, surely you're clever enough to know what to do to make things right."

DYLAN

Apologizing was not something she did often and especially not to strangers whom she could care less about. However, it was obvious that she had to do at least that to the bakery owner because god forbid, she bought out the whole store.

"Is she even here?" She muttered as she wiggled her finger that was in the kid's grasp. While she didn't know if apologizing is all she needed to do to remedy this, but she wasn't dim enough to not know that this was at least *a* step towards the right direction.

FERNANDA

The smile that graced her features at the question was small and smug as fuck, but it was still a smile. She handed Julian over to Dylan -since he was already practically launching himself over anyway- and simply said, "She's downstairs in the kitchen working on dessert for the kids. I'll walk you down." Fer then tossed Aundt Dee a look, and when she got a nod back, she began to lead them to the kitchen on their floor.

DYLAN

She naturally adjusted her grip on Julian when he was being passed over, fixing his outfit along the way. Unknowingly, it did bring aa little smile to her face. Though she was following Fernanda to the kitchen, her pace was a bit slower as if she was trying to stall - not that the distance was that great in the first place. It didn't take long before she spotted the blond in the kitchen.

Slowly approaching the other, her eyes fleeted from the baker to the mermaid and back. She needed to keep her snark at bay because as much as she enjoyed chaos, adding oil to the fire where Fernanda was involved was a bad idea. "I.. am here to apologize for my last visit." She cleared her throat. "Just because I could buy out your shop doesn't necessarily mean that I should."

HUNTER

Hunter was honestly far too invested in the mini-Christmas tree cakes she was finishing up for the babies to notice she had visitors. She also wasn’t exactly the best at holding grudges or even recalling when she’d been slighted, so the apology was kind of a non-issue…it also didn’t help that said apology wasn’t actually an apology.

“So you’re not entirely clear on what you’re apologizing for but you’re apologizing? I suppose it’s better than what most people get. For the record, I personally took little offense to your actions, but someone else may very well require you to give a genuine apology so you may want to work on that.” And with that, she went right back to the cakes.

SAGE

Sage, who happened to be there to accompany Hunter in the kitchen, turned towards the visitors when she heard the non-apology with an arched brow. Though her sister did say she took little offence, it did make the chef curious to the situation. She walked up to the conversation and folded her arms while leaning against the counter, "Is something the matter?" Her sister may be forgiving, but Sage was not - depending on the situation, of course.

Then she recognized the women next to Fernanda, "Ah.. You were the one accompanying Fernanda that day." They didn't exchange words since the woman was sulking and it wasn't long after until the mermaid stood up and left with the babies. She had no idea it also involved her step-sister though.

HUNTER

Nothing snapped Hunter's attention to the source faster than Sage's voice. Be it habit or pure survival instinct, who knew. But it was effective, so even as she continued onto the next tiny cake -which she already knew was eventually just going to be a smash cake anyway- she glanced up and said, "Yes. She's also the one, who even though they'd never even so much as set foot outside the shop door, had made up their mind that my products were sub-par and not even worth, what she implied to consider, small change that she would be spending to purchase all of the inventory we'd had in stock at the time."

Hunter may not hold a grudge or take offense easily, but that didn't mean she was quick to completely forget nor that she hadn't understood when offense had been intended.

DYLAN

The way her eyes snapped immediately towards Fernanda would be comical if she wasn't the one in trouble. Clearing her throat when she actually felt a blip of shame, Dylan moved Julian to her other side and gave her full attention to the chef and baker. "Yes, that was poor judgment on my part." She wondered if it was a good idea to say that she should have at least tried it before thinking so, but she held her tongue at that. Glancing between all three of them, Dylan started fidgeting with Julian's tiny fingers. "I.. apologize for my words." She hummed as she thought of what to say next, "Is there perhaps anything I can do to make up for it..?"

HUNTER

The baker knew this apology was the best she was getting, and honestly the fact it was genuine went far further in her book than it being super specific or whatever. She was ready to just smile and shrug it off but then the woman left herself wide-open with that last question.

Hunter glanced up with a grin, and tossed her a clean apron. “Now that you mention it, we have some cookies ready to be handed out to the littles and the not-so littles. That should help you keep your nice outfit _mostly_ intact if they get excited.” The implication that Dylan should grab the cookie tray was made more obvious by Sage shifting slightly to let her grab it.

DYLAN

She looked at the apron, which thankfully was as plain as one could get with aprons, and let out a very defeated sigh. It didn't a genius to know that she wouldn't be one to go around and hand out treats for kids but she did ask.. so.. this was on her even if it weren't meant for an apology. "...Right." She wasn't even going to bitch about it, at least not right now. Passing Julian back over to Fernanda, she reluctantly took the apron from Hunter and slowly put it on.

"Kids and their sweets.." She hummed, and put on a smile that was similar to the one she wore at work. This was also not the kind of socializing she was used to; it's like a different kind of battle once she return to the main area. It was like ripping off a band-aid. Instead of trying to find some excuse to go in, she just went and held the tray in front of them. "...Enjoy."

FERNANDA

The fact Dylan was willingly handing over Julian and putting on the apron already set off her inner-alarm bells. There wasn't so much as a single sigh or huff of disdain as the woman grabbed the tray, and Fer could just feel it in her bones that if she didn't follow her out something was going to go very wrong.

And she wasn't entirely off base. Setting Julian down next to Cat, she was able to swiftly place herself between the approaching Dee and Dylan, while taking the tray and standing back up. "Oh, how _thoughful_ of you to want to let the kids pick their own cookie," she said with a smile towards the brunette that was clearly more about baring teeth as it didn't reach her blazing eyes. "_But_, each one has a baby's name because some of them have dietary restrictions that range from harmless issues with texture to _life-threatening_ allergies." Once she'd managed to convince Dee that she would keep an eye on the woman around the kids, she turned back to Dylan and handed back the tray. "Think of this as one of the best opportunities to show Julian and myself that you know who our friends are..." she whispered as a smirk crossed her face.

DYLAN

"...Wouldn't they still know how to read?" Dylan mumbled before looking down at the names labelled out. Not wanting to see Fernanda and Julian be disappointed in her too much *again*, she looked around at all the babies to see if she could pin the kid to the names. It would definitely be easier if they were their original age, but Dylan could see similarities.

"Let's see here.." She started passing out the cookies carefully to each kid. Luckily, the personalities of each kid made it much easier - at least enough from what she was often told. A lot of it was due to the process of elimination, ie. who was the most snuggly to the least. "Will that do?" Her eyes quickly gave everyone another once-over as if she was double checking her 'work'.

FERNANDA

"Hmm...and here I thought you'd learned your lesson about making assumptions," the mermaid whispered back. She may not be one of the supers in this gathering that had above average hearing, but she was _still_ standing like right there. Watching the woman make an honest attempt to place all the cookies with the right baby, she followed behind just in case and only had to swap Sean and Sky's cookies. Granted those were less allergy related and more the fact that they had different tastes in cookies.

When all was said and done, she could only smirk once more as Dylan provided a question that was laced with far more sarcasm than someone in her position should be allowed to use right now. "It's a _start_. I'm sure Hunter and Sage could would greatly appreciate another set of hands in the kitchen, even if it's just for dish washing."

DYLAN

She looked back at Fernanda as if she just grew a second head. "Dish washing?" It'd be a lie to say that she never done it before, but the times when she did, she had been at the barn. "..I-" She looked back at the kitchen where the two women were still busy doing.. whatever.

However, her complaints didn't follow - at least not vocally. With a sigh, she got up with the now empty tray and stared at the kitchen before looking back at Fernanda, almost hoping she'd suggest something else. With that pause, her lips pursed into a wry smile before finally walking over, "... Very well." It wasn't as if she was doing this for fun anyways; she was meant to be apologizing after all. "Cookies delivered." She announced once she was nearer as she set down the tray onto the kitchen counter. "Anything else on the list?"

HUNTER

As Dylan walked in, Sage made her way to the back of the kitchen to check on dinner. "Well, there are quite few items on the general to-do list, but let's be honest, there's not a lot on that list that Sage would consider it wise for you to be trusted with," Hunter pointed out, "She was cool with the cookies because we both figured even if you managed to royally mess that one up, Fer would be able to step in and make the fix."

Glancing up from her current cake and surveying the counter, she smiled and said, "The drinks for the parents are ready though, so you can always lend a hand by helping us get those out to them while the dinner table gets set up."

DYLAN

Dylan was literally dreading every task that came her way more and more. Dealing with adults? Nothing new. Dealing with *this* crowd of adults. Entirely different. Biting her tongue from commenting about serving drinks to everyone herself, Dylan just looked at Fernanda, contemplating of asking her outright if she was still upset with her. Somehow that seemed like a really *bad* idea so she refrained from doing that. There wasn't a need to further upset the mermaid while she was trying to get back in her good graces.

"...Will you be joining me with this too?" She asked said mermaid, with a smile as she nudged the other with her hip. "For one, I can't guarantee that Ms Fire Ablazing will like me approaching her."

FERNANDA

Fer had to admit that despite the look Dylan’s face, it was actually really nice to see her proving she was more than capable to be civil -if not downright nice- outside of the confines of the farmhouse. If the glint Julian’s blue eyes, and the giggles coming from the babies was anything to go by, they too were enjoying the sight.

When she approached, the mermaid just shook her head. “Nope. You’re entirely on your own, as you certainly didn’t need anyone’s help in pissing other people off,” she quipped. “Besides, Haneul -the guy that brought you here- is a firefighter so, you should be good.”

DYLAN

Dylan didn't know what she was more surprised about.. The fact that she was about to go serve drinks to everyone, including that fire witch, or the fact that she wanted to go *home* right now. And since Fernanda wasn't going to go with her, that demotivated her even more. "I'm hurt, not even a shred of concern." She sighed ever so dramatically.

With that, she begrudgingly walked over to the drinks before moving onto the main area. As if she was ripping off the bandage, the half-demon went right up to the couple who least likely want her around in the first place. "Care for a drink, K-bear?" Her eyes went to Ren and it took everything in her being to avoid ~~provoking ~~teasing the other. "I promise they're not poisoned."

KIERAN

Kieran considered herself to be at the party mostly as moral support for Ren and Steve. At least she did all the way leading up to actually arriving, and realizing she was far more involved with everyone than she originally thought. It helped that apparently the other 'babies' were far more endeared to her than she originally thought. Despite the small skirmish that had occurred earlier -which she was certain Keagan would more than handle- things were going great.

Until they weren't. That stupid nickname was the fastest way to flip the switch on her mood, but she wasn't about to make any kind of scene here when Steve and the other babies were in plain sight. "No, thank you....though if you could grab me a water when you head back to the kitchen, that'd be great."

FLORENCIA

This party was nice. Everyone was around to help with the kids and it really was easier to have all the babies in one place especially since they were missing each other anyways. Ren didn't know what to say about Avery... who seemed to be having a *really* hard time adapting to the situation.

Speaking of adapting to the situation.... Of all the people in this town to be here with a baby, Dylan was not one of them. And she was *actually* trying to be civil. Florencia did not believe her eyes even if she's been seeing how the demon had been acting around the mermaid. Was she actually trying to get in her good graces? Hell really did freeze over.

Her mood immediately soured as well when said demon decided to saunter over and be her usual annoying self. Since Steve was with them, the demon was safe from being set on fire as she had wished to do since the first time they met. "Do you really trust anything she brings to you? I wouldn't." She scoffed.

KIERAN

"Yes, actually," she replied, before adding, "Water bottles are pretty tamper evident and they've been brought in by Leo's people, and handled by Hunter and Sage. This one here doesn't have anywhere near the magical knowledge to mess it in a sense that I wouldn't be able to tell in less than two seconds...why do you think _I_ was kept around for so long? Someone had to do magic that didn't involve immediately making everyone in the room hate them."

DYLAN

Her chin rose in the air when Kieran decided that it was the time to gloat. And she was right, there had been several reasons why she kept the witch by her side but to hear it said aloud was something else. "Well, we all know how smart K-Bear was. We did achieve many things together." Her eyes flickered over to Ren and back. As much as she wanted to continually tease Ren, she was not here to start another fight. "I suppose I can get you that water bottle after I get these passed out." Since neither witch seemed interested in the drinks, she figured it was time to move on.

FERNANDA

It was a testament, at least in Fer's eyes, that the woman was not only willing to go through with passing out the drinks, but went ahead and directly approached the person most would've avoided the most in her shoes. As the half-demon made her way back towards the kitchen, the mermaid simply took advantage of the fact the kids were entertained to go off and fall in step beside her.

As they reached one of the archways in the hall, Fernanda gently pulled Dylan to a stop and without much preamble, placed a gently kiss to her lips. Pulling back after a second -or two, who's counting?- she simply smiled and then glanced up as she said, "Mistletoe." She began to walk back to the main room but looked back over her shoulder and smirked, "Don't forget the water."

DYLAN

A kiss was the last thing Dylan expected when heading back to the kitchen and it was definitely not something she'd complain about. It did take her a moment to process what had happened. She didn't even bother looking up if there was actually a mistletoe or not. She was more concerned that Fernanda was already walking away from her. "Wait."

She blurted out as she quickened her pace to catch up to the other. she reached out to grab her. "That was a bit too quick of a kiss, isn't it?" Her mood improved at lightning speed though her smile did dropped to a less mischievous looking one. "I take it I'm back in your good graces?"

FERNANDA

The blonde had already eased to a stop by the time Dylan reached out to grab her. She met the mischievous smile with a smirk of her own and said, "We have all the Paladins in town here, so if you think complaining about the length of the kiss is going to do anything, rest assured all it would do is cause me to ask one of them to make sure you don't remember the kiss at all."

Fer hummed at the question and said, "You're certainly heading in the right direction. Especially when you consider that that the mistletoe was certainly not there the first time we came back here and," she paused glancing back up at the item, "I'm almost certain that one's been handmade out of modeling chocolate. Seems a certain baker has taken pity on you. Now, I have babies to get back to and you have some more helping to do."

DYLAN

"That'd be just too cruel." She had her own smile to match, "Giving me a kiss and simply taking it away from me? Too cruel, darling. Even I wouldn't do something like that." She chuckled before looking up at the mistletoe as well. "...Should I just hanging mistletoes all over the place?" She joked. Maybe.

With a sigh, she looked back towards the the kitchen where she was sure there were other things for her to do, aside from bringing her ex her water. "How about another kiss before I face the crowd again.... and that fire witch." Perhaps she could just quickly drop off the water and *go* without too much hassle.

FERNANDA

"You'd never even know you lost anything, so for all intents and purposes it would actually be far less cruel than some other alternatives I can think," she pointed out, a warning tone tinging her voice. Fernanda snorted in laughter, unable to keep it in at the question, even if she knew the woman was being facetious. "You're not the type to lug around a ladder or exert the energy needed to such a thing, so I think I'm safe."

The mermaid shook her head, smirk still in place. "Nope. I'm not rewarding you for fixing what you broke to begin with. Besides, I don't trade in kisses as a business commodity. They are freely given, _when_ I so choose. Now seriously, I'm going back to the kids before Aunty D decides to make herself an even bigger problem for you than being set on fire."

DYLAN

The half demon let out an overexaggerated sigh of disappointment once she was certain she wasn't going to receive another kiss even after her persuasion. "Very well..." One shouldn't annoy Aunty Dee, no matter who you were. And besides, Dylan was in a much better mood that she didn't care about facing Kieran and her pet again despite the words the latter might throw her way.

While she could probably sneak in a kiss to the cheek, Dylan wasn't going to risk it... considering Fernanda did emphasize she'd kiss 'when *she* chose*. "I'll behave." She mumbled as she headed straight for the kitchen again. "Drinks delivered.. though someone would rather a bottle of water. Also, I believe I've been assigned as your helper for the rest of the day.. or days for all I know until you're sick of me."

HUNTER

As entertaining as it was to see just how whipped the woman really was beneath her rather uh... _sour_ disposition, Hunter and Sage were barely used to sharing a kitchen space with each other and the few people they employed. As the woman came back in, in a much better mood, Hunter immediately handed her a bottle of water and coincided with Sage as they both said, "We're sick of you."

DYLAN

As if that was the best news she's heard all day - other than Fernanda not being upset with her anymore - Dylan had on the brightest smile that was the most genuine someone outside her circle would've saw. "Excellent!" Not quite the reaction to hearing that someone was sick of her, but surely, no one was surprised.

Dylan took off towards Kieran and dangled the bottle in front of the other, "Special delivery to K-Bear." She said in a very sing-songy tone. "Though this might be my last of the day - or ever for the unforeseen future. I got booted out of the kitchen."

KIERAN

Kieran took the proffered bottle, and simply rolled her eyes. "Well, it's not like it would be the first time that's happened, and considering how useless you are in a kitchen, I'm sure it won't be the last." She watched Dylan head off and was about to turn back to Ren, when she felt her phone buzz.

Checking the notification on her watch, she said, "Looks like an unprompted text from Mick. Could either be nothing or we could be about to evacuate the entire town into the high school gym..._again_. Really is no in-between." She fished out her phone to better read the text. "_Keagan wants a pic update of how the girls are and I don't have anyone else's number memorized_ Wha- why would it matter, she has a contact li- _Had to swap the sim card to a burner phone because mine broke_ Oh, well I guess that answers that...but also now begs far more questions...like why didn't Keagan just message someone dire- you know what forget it, I'm just gonna, yeah..." Kieran trailed off as she snapped a quick pic of the twins happily seemingly to giggle and gossip with the other babies as they watched Dylan, of all people.

FLORENCIA

: While Kieran was explaining the text, Ren could not keep her eyes off of both the babies and *Dylan*. "Where did they go again? It sounds like everything's fine if they've got time to ask about the girls." She asked without taking her eyes off of the group. "Is it just me or do the kids seems *very* interested in that bi- *Dylan*... Dylan." She repeated as if she didn't slip-up just now. Her sister may have physically reverted, but she was still not going to swear in her presence. "I'm pretty sure that-" she pointed to Julian, "-kid actually likes her. Wasn't she holding him earlier? Hell must've frozen over. Dylan Waldorf getting along with babies."

KIERAN

"The station," she replied before scoffing and adding, "Oh all hell could be breaking loose, and you can bet your ass Keagan Calvetti is still going to find the time to ask about her kids. If anything, the fact that she had gone so long without contacting them prior to her arrival back in town was a reason for concern." Kieran could only chuckle as she reached out and wrapped an arm around Ren's shoulders, bringing her in for a side-hug. "I'm almost certain they're gossiping about the fact Dylan is behaving the way she is. Who knows? Maybe he's been a good influence on her. His elder cousin certainly seems to have had an effect."

FLORENCIA

"I did not expect that." She chuckled, "Honestly, I'm just glad that she was not Chief Deputy yet for all those times I've been dragged to the station." She mumbled, "Did you guys ever find out why she went MIA?" With the arm around her, she naturally rested her head against her girlfriend's shoulder. Whatever irritation she felt from Dylan before was gone. "Do *you* think she could actually change for the better?" She scoffed, "I'm surprised Auntie Dee hadn't kicked her out yet - not that I'm super biased or anything." Her eyes rolled before leaning up to kiss Kieran on the cheek.

"Anyways.. back to Kieran and them.. Do you think they're doing alright? They've been gone for a while now and I don't know how long before that one twin is going to start crying about it."

KIERAN

"If she _had_ been, you wouldn't have been dragged to the station more than the one time. Either because you learned your lesson or because she'd make sure you didn't get back out," Kieran noted. There was no point in even attempting to cover up the fact that Ren got so many free passes because of her own involvement. "Nope. With a government job like hers, answers aren't really forthcoming and it's usually just best not to ask." Green eyes glanced back over at Dylan for a moment before looking down at Ren. "It's complicated. Humans can be capable of some of the most heinous things, and I've met full-blooded demons that are kindest of souls. She has the potential to change if she finds something or some_one_ worth changing for. That bitch is nothing if not stubborn," she chuckled.

Kieran immediately locked in on Sky, not needing to be told which twin Ren meant. "Uh, well, she seems pretty entertained at the moment between her sister and her girlfriends -which kudos to Erin, she's not making it as weird as Avery- but, I'm just going to guess things are at least manageable...? The available members of the 'Fallcrest MENSA Chapter' haven't been called in to help yet so..." Kieran shrugged.

AMARAJA

Amaraja leaned over to the two witches, intrigued with their conversation about those who left to deal with.. whatever it was. Was it simply because she was ~~nosy ~~ curious about her descendants or she just wanted to know the demise of the man who oh-so-boldly held one of the twins. "I must say.. The man has quite the confidence to storm right up to this floor and mess with the kids without a hint of fear of potential consequence." She'd applaud the man if she weren't just as protective over Arit as Keagan and Luke were over their twins - and others.

"It makes me want to head over to the station myself to see if they .. what's the word, 'un-alived' him for the sheer gall alone." She chuckled before wrapping her arm around her own wife. "What do you say, eṉ aṉpē?"

RAQUEL

It was inevitable that her wife would find her way into the midst of things once they were thrown into the mix by the _literal_ infantilization of their daughter, but Raquel had to admit she was surprised to find how easily the normally distant -'My job requires me to keep distance'- therapist found it to engage with almost everyone. "Yes, well, you've also been a long-standing proponent of the belief that confidence and ignorance are often interchangeable," she remarked, her main focus on Arit currently engaging in a seemingly profound babbled conversation with the ginger twin.

Closing her eyes before rolling them, she opened them and glanced over at her wife with a look that screamed 'smooth'. "I say, go on ahead. I'm sure no one here would mind, but it seems rather unfair to leave Arit in their care just to sate curiosity. And no, we can't just take her with us."

AMARAJA

She simply smiled at her wife, expecting the answer way before she even asked - though it did make her chuckle when it was made known that Arit would not be going with them. "Alas, I'll have to be satisfied with never knowing then." She leaned over to lightly kiss her temples. "Can never win against your arguments."

Turning towards the baby in question, Amaraja's heart just melt with the sight of her bonding with the twin. It'd be insane to think that she'd leave that kid behind in the first place. Unable to help herself, the town's therapist got up from her sit to go pick her kid up just to smother her with kisses. "Eṉ maka. Just what are the two of you up to?" Business at the station already forgotten.

EVAN

The redhead glanced up at the woman's words and said, "Knowing those two? They were probably comparing baby grip strength or something equally intense that requires less than a full brain-cell to debate...respectfully." Glancing back over at the woman's wife smiling fondly at the sight of Amaraja holding their baby, she added, "After all the years of sitting on the couch across from you in therapy, I have no idea what I expected when you brought up having a wive. But you two are sickeningly cute." The irony of her words being followed by her promptly focusing her attention on the blonde baby in her lap and getting a dumbstruck look on her face, was completely lost.

After a beat or two, she turned back to Amaraja and said, "I told Rip we should ease up on our attempts to narrow down what kind of supernatural you are. It was starting to feel like trying to out someone who wasn't ready to be out and I didn't like it. No guarantees her stubborn ass actually let it go though."

AMARAJA

Freeing a hand, she scooped up the ginger twin as well, not wanting to interrupt whatever the two of them were up to for too long. "Oh? And have we come to a conclusion?" Amaraja played along as she decreased the distance between the babies a bit more. How would she desribe the feeling she got from simply seeing the two get along so well? At the topic of her wife, she looked over her shoulder and motioned for the other to join them. "Well, a lot of people were just as surprised as you. I have no clue why that is though." The therapist speaking as if she hadn't 'unintentionally' kept it a secret.

The Timeless merely hummed, "Oh.. I am very sure that Ripley will not drop this. I'm surprised that you're easing off quite frankly." The two of them were two very curious people and Amaraja wouldn't fault them for that. "I don't know what my wife would say about Ripley constantly having little ol'me on her mind all the time though."

RAQUEL

Catching the last bit of the conversation as she approached the group, Raquel simply looked gave a smug smirk and said, "I'd say that having you constantly on her mind is what she has to settle for because that's the only place she's going to have you." It wasn't lost on Rikki just how many beautiful people were in this one little town, and given that context the fact that her fellow Guild member was near the top of the list was undeniable. But she knew her wife well enough.

"As for everyone's surprise at my existence, and honestly Arit's by extent, I think we can just chalk it up to the fact that therapists have this uncanny ability to always shift the focus of a conversation to the _other person_...and yes, she does also do the same at home."

AMARAJA

"Oh, have I ever told you how attractive it is to see you being a little jealous?" Her smile definitely showed just how delighted she was to hear her wife say that. "Don't worry, eṉ aṉpē, you're the only one for me." She reassured though she was sure her wife trusted her as much as she did the other. One would be blind if the town didn't also think Raquel was just as attractive.

"When I do it to others, it's because they pay me to talk about *them*. I was simply driving them back on course." Her eyes rolled playfully, "Or maybe I just don't believe I'm all that interesting to talk about. I like listening about others after all. I will say, you did try really hard to figure me out when we first met."

RAQUEL

There was the beginning of another smug look at her wife's words, but the look on their daughter's face that somehow still managed to scream 'right in front of my salad?' had her settling on a soft smile instead. "You can tell me all about it later, corazón. No need to embarrass Air in front of her friends." Or themselves by being far to comfortable with their banter in public, but she would hope that last bit was understood.

"You _do_ rather enjoy listening to everyone else," she said, just barely managing to keep in the 'because you're nosy as fuck' to herself. "Correction, querida, I _succeeded_ very well in figuring you out. It's how we've managed to stay together for so long, after all."

+Cut to: Inside the Station

KEAGAN

While she wanted to get Luke treated before anything, she did not trust leaving Hendrix, albeit unconscious and cuffed, out in the open. And so, keeping her rage as contained as she could at the moment, she grabbed the man and literally throws him into one of the cells without giving a damn about his well-being at the moment. Who cared if his back (maybe his head too) might have slammed against on wall on the other side of the cell a little bit too hard? Surely not her. Once he was locked up, the wolf *stormed* her way straight back to Lucas.

"*Sit *down." She growled as she inspected the wound before grabbing what she needed to clean it out. Up until Mick and Blake's arrival, she had been focusing on getting the younger woman patched up without another peep. "He's locked up." She told the other two before tossing out the trash covered in blood. "I cannot *believe* you orbed me away just to take the hit yourself."

LUKE

The mother wolf's footsteps resounded in her -still relatively newly sensitive- ears long before her words did, but the redhead couldn't quite bring herself to give the woman's very clear anger the attention it deserved -or much of any really- because her eyes were currently keenly focused on her hands. She knew they were hers because they were attached to the end of her arms, but their current appearance made them feel foreign.

Luke's focus wasn't drawn back to Keagan until one of her attempts at cleaning the wound moved the bullet in such a way that it sent a shock of pain shooting through every nerve in her body. A deep growl formed in the pit of her chest and she could feel her lips pulling back in a grimace, sliding over far larger canines than should have been there. "Not that this will make things any better, but there really wasn't much _conscious thought_ that went into it," she managed. "Lizard brain took over and it was all 'get Cal out of harm's way' and there wasn't much brainpower left to consider 'oh, and maybe self too?'-" her rant was cut short by a hiss at another wave of pain shot through her. Glancing down at the wound she said, "That doesn't look healthy."

PHOENIX

Her eyes widened at the sight of *Luke*. "Shit.. Don't tell me he actually tried to kill you?" The witch wasn't sure what she expected but she definitely didn't expect to see her covered in blood, while her own cousin looked fine - hella angry, but fine. Considering that Paladins can't heal other Paladins with their magic, they'll have to do it the mundane way. As Keagan was finishing up with the clean, Nix also noticed the irregular symptons.

"...Wait. That's -" Her eyes looked over to her cousin who seemed to be just as surprised as she was. "But that's a silver bullet.." She was already reaching out to pull her cousin away from said bullet. "It shouldn't affect Luke though..?" The conclusion already came to mind and although she was still very confused by the whole situation, she still needed to get said bullet out now even though she was now a little bit more cautious now. "...We're going to have to get that out so."

RIKKE

The Paladin was overwhelmed by Luke's sense of confusion as soon as they materialized at the station, but her focus was quickly drawn over to the blur of a body being hurled into a cell. As Nix headed off towards the other two, she made her way over to the man and quick work of his wounds. It was a kindness he might not deserve, but she was bound by her paladin nature and morals not to just let him die from blunt-force trauma either. Finally heading over to the others herself, the paramedic stopped in her tracks.

"Hellige lort." The curse tumbled past her lips without conscious thought before she broke out in a fit of laughter, much to the confusion of the others she was sure. "I'm sorry," she said when she finally managed to stop, though a huge grin was still on her face, "I just, didn't think I'd ever get to see another Holstein wolf after my family was killed..." Snapping back to the moment though, she orbed out and back in few seconds with her bag in tow. "Right, not gonna be much of anything if we don't get that bullet out and some...uh..." she glanced back over at the rest as was already working her forceps into the opening, "I forget the name, but it's the potion that acts like Benadryl for silver."

PHOENIX

*Oh* Luke was a wolf now too? That was new. Born-Paladin *and* wolf? They'd definitely would have to keep an eye on her especially during the full-moon because for all they knew, Luke might be the strongest one out of them all. Phoenix blanched at the sudden thought.

"...It's not a full moon tonight, is it?" Really, with a family full of wolves, one would think the witch had that schedule memorized. "Wait, no, that was - everyone's still around so no, I suppose not." She muttered before getting closer to take a better look at the wound. "...With that kind of bullet, Luke's going to need *very* strong painkillers... Do you need help? I think any longer that bullet's in there and Keg's going to kill us instead." She asked though she wasn't sure what she could do besides restraining the other with magic - anything less and she might be the next person to hit the wall.

RIKKE

She didn't the growl from Luke to know she'd moved the forceps in the wrong direction, but the fact that there was no full moon out tonight being highlighted hit Rikke like a ton of bricks. The realizations -and by extension questions- just kept piling up. No full moon, no full transformation, not fully given in to 'wolf brain', and tolerating the silver well...relatively... "What the fuck...?" Came out as a mere whisper, but everyone probably heard it.

Feeling the forceps grip sturdily onto the metal, she replied with a very quick "Keep her still" before immediately pulling as hard as she could to remove the bullet. Looking back at the wound she made a face and said, "Well, it won't look pretty and it won't be super fast but it _does_ look like it'll heal in the magical way. I can clean it further and patch it up just so there isn't a shrinking hole in your shoulder the rest of the night, but it's already stopped bleeding."

PHOENIX

While she would love to solve the mystery that is Luke, it wasn't the time to focus on that. Thankfully, Rikke also had the same thought as she already moved onto removing bullet before Phoenix could even register what she said and quickly snapping her wrist to cast a spell to hold said wolf-Paladin down.

She grimaced at the sight of it. "Uhm.. Yeah, let's go make that potion for you... Keg probably wants you to have it just in case." She looked over to Mick, "I.. don't suppose you have supplies to make one here, do you? If not, I'll need to make a quick shopping trip."

MICK

The Sheriff had been too caught up in helping Blake start the process of making the needed calls to get Hendrix back out of Fallcrest, still in cuffs though. She understood the agency's desire to hang on to its existing agents first-hand, after all balancing the ignorant mundanes with the knowledgable supers in her own station was a task and a half. Still, this guy wasn't worth the trouble.

At the less-angry Calvetti's question, it took her a second to process it but, after blinking dumbly a few times -and a growl she couldn't tell if it came from Luke or her deputy- Mick said, "The morgue. Kyle keeps a full stock of ingredients for emergencies...that kid is weird..."

KEAGAN

She gave a nod to her cousin before the other set off for the morgue. The Chief Deputy grabbed the nearest chair and sat next to Luke with her eyes not leaving the grotesque wound. Though it stopped bleeding and Luke's life wasn't actually in danger, it was needless to say that Keagan still hadn't relaxed in the slightest bit. "How are you feeling?" Her hand reached out and gently rubbed up and down on the Paladin's arm on the uninjured side.

Now that she's taking a closer look at the other, she also came to the same realizations that the oldest Paladin did. "...You seem to be doing rather well for someone who *just* triggered their wolf." Her eyes glanced back at the ancestor, "...Does this have something to do with the whole Paladin thing?"

RIKKE

She'd gone off to help with finding the ingredients for the potion, but had doubled-back as soon as they were all gathered. Partially to keep from making things as awkward as the last time she'd tried to help Nix make a potion...but there was also the fact that she was _technically_ the only medical professional onsite at the moment and Luke still had a gaping wound even if it wasn't actively unaliving her at the moment.

The blonde made it back in time to hear Luke reassure Keagan that she was fine -even though the question had been 'how are you _feeling_?' which the redhead seemed to be a master at somehow circumventing- and when the next question was directed at her, Rikke simply shook her head. "Can't be. The process of becoming a Paladin completely negates any and all previous powers. Even if I _had_ managed to pass down my wolf-gene to my son, the process of having the Timeless Child's blood replace my own would've also negated their powers in-utero...I _think_?"

KEAGAN

Giving the injured a short glare for the answer that clearly stated that they were definitely going to discuss this later, Keagan gave her attention to Rikke who answered her latter question. "One would think so.. but as we've learned quite quickly with Luke here.. that the impossible is very much plausible when it comes to her." She sighed as her hand now moved to the crook of Luke's neck. "I don't think that this.. is just a result of her simply *tolerating* pain." They all knew how silver affects a wolf so this was a sure sign that something was out of the ordinary.

"What else could it be though? The only thing we know so far is that there's Paladin blood in her - maybe being born with it is what's causing this to be different?" At this rate, *unicorn* was really the most accurate adjective they could give the woman.

RIKKE

"Yeah, that's the part that's giving cause for concern." Even as she spoke the words she could feel Luke's stomach dropping, but Rikke could handle Luke being a little upset with her if it meant being honest and doing what was best to keep her safe. "Just like we had no way of knowing the _benefit_ of her healing, if a bit botched, from a silver wound, we also had no way of knowing silver would even do anything to her in the first place. And, as much as it sucks to admit, it also means that we don't know if there won't be any complications later. I mean, that thing's healing now but it could also just randomly decide to stop or whatever else." Rikke threw her hands in the air, emphasizing the exasperation that had built as she spoke.

"I'm sorry. I'm just not used to _not_ knowing this much about something, and it's even worse because this is my own _family_."

PHOENIX

Since she was creating the potion, she decided to do enough for a couple more vials for emergency purposes. "Hey, I've got the potions ready." She came back with an organized little box that was graciously provided by Nikki. "I made a few more just for safe keeping. Rikke can have some too as part of the emergency kit." She held the box out once she was closer to everyone.

Having caught bits of the conversation, the witch let out a shrug, "So.. we're *all* going to need to keep an eye on Luke in case anything happens." She gave Luke an apologetic smile as she spoke. "Do you want to take it now?" She took a small vial.

LUKE

"Sure," Luke acquiesced lamely and reached out to take the offered potion once Rikke was passing by with the ones to go in her emergency kit. It's not that she didn't understand the reason everyone was concerned -she was really fucking confused herself, after all- but she'd rather be the focus be on getting Hendrix _away_ from her girls. Permanently...whatever form that took. Glancing at her hand as she lowered the potion from her lips, Luke noted it had mostly reverted back. "Looks like I won't have to wear out six razors after all," she joked, even chuckling at her own stupid joke for a bit before a look at Keagan made it clear that wasn't as funny as she thought.

"Sorry. I just- I'd rather focus on lame jokes than the fact someone that actually made me feel like wanting to strangle them is less than ten feet away." Her voice began to drop again as her anger rose, and this time she didn't have to look at her hands to realize the change. There wasn't much time to say anything in response as a familiar, and thoroughly unwanted voice rang out, "You can't let such a volatile and clearly unstable woman near our children, Keggy. You don't even know what she _is_, other than psychotic and obsessed with you!" Luke wasn't consciously aware of having decided to move until she was back in the man's face growling out an, "Someone got mighty confident thinking a few bars would keep him safe."

KEAGAN

Just when they had a moment of peace and quiet while they try and sort things out with Luke, *someone* thought it was a good idea to regain consciousness and start speaking the first chance he got. While everything about him and what he said grated on her nerves, the first to react was Luke. What was surprising was the growl and *fangs* that appeared. Keagan used her speed to stand next to Luke, in case she killed the guy no matter how tempting it was.

"Shut up, Goodwin. As if you weren't shooting with the intent to *kill* me fucking earlier. " She too growled with her eyes glowing amber once more. The words he spoke described himself more than anyone else in the room but she was not going to entertain him right now. Instead, she focused on the woman. "*Lucas*. Stand down. Don't even listen to him." She was sure parts of her anger was the side-effects of being a wolf.

LUKE

At the reminder that instead of a nuisance to herself, that silver bullet almost became a death sentence for Keagan, her anger rose even more and she felt her grip tighten around the man's throat as she hoisted off his feet again. His desperate claims that the intended target had been Luke all along but it was dark, were not nearly as beneficial to himself as he might've thought. "I mean-" wheeze "silver or not-" wheeze "humans aren't-" wheeze "bullet-proof...but-" wheeze "who knows-" wheeze "what the fuck-" wheeze "this _thing_ is." Luke knew deep-down that she could never bring herself to kill anyone in front of Keagan -which had been one of the main reasons to leave the hotel- and it was clear by his taunting that Goodwin was banking on that.

At the sound of her name, she dropped the man. "You're not worth being kept away from _my_ girls any more than you've already managed to keep me away tonight. Whatever your endgame was, I can save you a lot of future trouble by letting you know that trying to get Keagan back on the field won't do you any good because you no longer have a government job, whatever obsession you have with Keagan in general will be _all_ you ever have left of Keagan going forward, and whatever you claim regarding the twins is pointless as we already know who the other parent is and _I'm._ _Right._ _Here._"

KEAGAN

As nice as it was to see Luke being all protective over their daughters, this was not the time to appreciate. Keagan pulled Lucas away from Goodwin with all her strength and still found some difficulties doing so. "No." She held a hand in front of Hendrix before he got the chance to start blabbering againg. "She may not have the authority but nothing she's said is a lie." She sighed as she stepped in between the cell and the Paladin who seemed keen on getting inside to attack the man. "Okay, we are separating the two of you."

She gave a look over to her boss and co-workers. As much as she'd like to stay here to finish the job, she figured they would have a better chance of getting the woman to budge if Keagan went with her. With that, she dragged the taller woman to her office, motioning for Nix to put a sound-proof barrier so that they won't hear whatever else Hendrix had to say. "Sit. I need you to take a breath and *calm down*. Okay? Focus on me and *breathe*."

LUKE

The growl at being told she didn't 'have the authority' was very much involuntary, but the grumbled out, "I only lack authority for _one_ of those," was very much a conscious choice. It was a petty one, but she'd allow herself that right now.

There was, however, no struggle as Keagan led her away to the Chief Deputy's office, and the retort she had for being _ordered_ to sit managed to stay in her head as she simply leaned on the desk instead. Luke _did_ follow instructions as she closed her eyes and focused her senses on the shorter woman; the very present and strong heartbeat already doing wonders to help slow down her own. After a few moments, Luke said, "If you tell me to move into downward dog next, I'm leaving."

KEAGAN

If her glare was anything to come by, Keagan was not in the mood for jokes. She stood there with her arms on her hip as she waited for the other to calm down, or at least be as calm as she possibly could despite circumstances.

Reaching out, she carefully held Luke's face in her hands. Was she looking for wolfish features? Mayhaps but at least the fangs seems to have withdrawn back in for now. "Feeling better?" She asked. "You've got that wolf anger down to a T."

LUKE

The look she was met with made quick work of the grin on her face. Sighing she said, "I'm sorry. It got really quiet and the longer it went on the more it dawned on me that maybe focusing all of my attention -and by default _senses_ - on you wasn't necessarily the best of ideas when impulse control is an issue....so I had to say something to just break the silence." If the rambled explanation -that wasn't asked for- was anything to go by, Luke was probably easing back to her usual self.

When she saw Keagan's hands moving in the direction of her face, she flinched. It was the slightest of movements and once said hands were cradling her face she immediately looked apologetically at their owner. "I don't like it. I don't like letting my anger get the best of me. It's not who I am," she said petulantly.

KEAGAN

Her eyes soften when the other started to ramble, which was a good start because it would be more concerning otherwise. "Hmm." She nodded, understanding how it felt. "Yeah, we know that.." She said softly, "Having it amplified due to our wolfish nature really is a bitch but it's something that every one of us had to work through, and now it's your turn." She chuckled. "Hey.. at least you've got all of us around to help you through it."

She didn't really want to say her next thoughts but she had to say it. "... We'll have to be careful around the girls." Keagan knew Luke would never harm the girls in any way or form, unintentionally or not, but one really shouldn't take any chances when it's being amplified.

LUKE

Luke listened and nodded, knowing that Keagan had a point. If there was one thing she knew for sure, it was the fact that the Fallcrest pack may be unconventional when it came to memberships, but they always had each others backs. "This is just, like, the opposite of what I'd have wanted. Like, why can't Lyra be the one with all this power and 'chosen ones' vibe? She loves attention!"

At the mention of being careful around the girls, the word vomit cane up before she could stop it. "You know I'd never hurt them right? They're my kids and regardless of what they've done I'd never lose my cool with _any_ of the kids! I mean I had all sorts of reasons to loose my cool on you just know and and even then that wasn't the issue I was facing with impulse control and spontaneous meditation." There was a pause while her own words sank in. "...Okay, I realize that wasn't the nicest thing to say, but that unfortunately doesn't negate it _and_ your main take away should be that I find you incredibly intoxicating in the best of ways."

KEAGAN

It might be disastrous if Lyra turned out to be the unicorn of the group. It was hard enough to keep her in one place, how the hell would they manage if her sister could *orb*. Despite the complaint, Keagan thanked whatever deity out there for not picking Lyra.

Her smile did falter at the sudden revelation. It had been an underlying concern that they had to address eventually but for it to be blurted out like that did take her by surprise. "Okay.. We'll definitely need a talk about *that*... But I wasn't implying that you'd hurt the girls .. or any of the babies for that matter. Wolf anger is.. something else, you know that. But I'm forever grateful that your protective instinct overtakes that ... that doesn't mean we can't be a little cautious about it."

LUKE

Luke chuckled wryly as she said, "It's starting to feel like the answer to anything we discuss is just going to be _eventually_. But I suppose it's always better than a 'no' and we should be concerned with getting back to the girls. Sky can be distracted far longer than Miles."

It wasn't the best feeling to be told you had to be 'cautious' around your own kids, but she did understand Keagan's point and she gave a relenting nod. "We can be cautious. All in the name of the girls' best interest. _Always_." She felt the need for reassurance, whether for Keagan or herself? She didn't know for sure.

KEAGAN

"We've got things to sort out so that talk will need to happen - and honestly, it's been one thing after another that we barely have time to even breath. Luke, you were literally out of the hospital not that long ago and you've already been shot at." She sighed. "I swear I'm not trying to avoid the talk."

Her eyes dropped to down to the lips, very tempted to just lift up to see if the fangs were still there. "Got to say, never thought I'd see you have fangs. With the ways are going, I wouldn't be surprised if your Paladin side gives you better control over them.."

LUKE

"Geez, you end up with brain surgery _once_ and you never hear the end of it," she grumbled, mostly joking. The bit about how both incidents Keagan was complaining about were directly caused by Keagan's exes just as much as Luke's own impulsiveness? Was kept to herself.

"Flattery will get you....surprisingly far these days depending on you flatter," she quipped, before a sense of dubiousness seeped in. Recognizing it as coming from Keagan, she grimaced to show her teeth. "All gone, and personally, I'd rather not test your theory _just_ yet."

KEAGAN

"I admit.. Both have been caused by the questionable choices I've made in life - I suppose I indirectly put you in the hospital?" She grimaced at the reality of it. There were unfortunately many similarities between the motives of Dicky and Douchwin.. the common denominator being mainly Keagan herself.

When the woman showed her teeth, Keagan playful moved her hands to hold the grimace. "Mmm. Look at you, being a constant mystery." She chuckled before giving Luke a weird look, "I'm very curious to know if you can actually make them appear and disappear on command. That's already better what our wolf natures allows us." She removed her hands and took half a step back to give Luke room while her eyes drew back to the semi-healed wound. All it did was remind her of her anger and the fact that the problem was still outside of the room. "I'm going to kill him." She muttered under her breath.

LUKE

Luke only made a face and pursed her lips a bit before just giving a weak one-shoulder shrug. "I mean, kind of? But also the fact these questionable life choices of your past decided to come near _my_ kids so." Was she maybe pushing her luck? Perhaps.

"Wehh ahh no ahhout-" She started before just waiting for her face to be set free again. "Sorry, I just didn't think 'professional' you would appreciate a puddle of my drool on your floor come morning. Anyway, as I was garbling, I don't know about 'on command' but clearly a full moon is not required. Seems like I am a constant mystery and also a constant _pain in the ass_." At the muttered threat she just whined, "No! Not fair! If I don't get to kill him neither do you. If anything, it would be _your_ turn to play the single-mom."

KEAGAN

It wasn't the first time that Luke had emphasized that they were *her* kids and her brow did raise this time. "They're more insane than I thought they were." Who would've thought that both of them would end up getting arrested for very similar reasons? "Look, I do regret those choices, and I wished I could've..." She tried to find the words for her thoughts. "Dealt with them better before it escalated to this - or not start at all, honestly, but what's done is done."

She gently shoved Luke in her uninjured side, "I *get* it." It was clear that she was not going to hear the end of it anytime soon about everything she's done in the past. While she didn't think Luke would leave the girls behind for her to even experience it, Keagan did plan on picking up the slack. There were many years she had to make up for after all. "Let's head back." She stole a quick kiss before leaning back again, "People are waiting."

LUKE

Luke couldn't help but grin lightly before replying with a simple, "That's all I needed to hear you know." Reaching out with her good arm, she took the shorter woman's hands in her own -a less-than-smooth move to try and do with only one hand- and as she ran her thumb over Keagan's knuckles reassuringly, she added, "I mean, like not verbatim, obviously, that'd be weird. _But_, just the acknowledgement that these things happened. For better or worse, both of these dudes are a part of your past and I'd very much rather address things directly than waste time trying to pretend we do not see it."

The shove was her queue to ease up, though it wasn't like she had much more to highlight. "What can I say? I'm a hypocrite. Only one of us can be a constant mystery at a time." The kiss caught her off guard, having expected Keagan to be too miffed -in general- for such things, but when her brain did catch up her arm shot out to wrap around Keagan's waist as she mumbled, "I waited years. They can wait a little longer."

KEAGAN

Keagan didn't fight against it when she felt Luke pull her back in. Really, they should head back outside to deal with the aftermath of her mistakes, but she didn't feel like breaking this moment just yet either. "Thankfully Lyra isn't out there right now because she'd find a way to break into this office even if we had all the witches in town put a barrier." Her chuckles were lowly before meeting her lips again.

One arm thrown over the shoulder, the other seeking the desk behind Luke just to keep her balance while she leaned forward. Maybe it was also there to prevent from clutching at Luke's shirt at the same time.

RIKKE

The paladin knew well why, even though Hendrix was clamoring for attention, the eyes of the remaining ladies involved in the present matter were all trained on her. Between two witches and a guild hunter, that left Rikke as the only one who had a chance to hear into the Chief Deputy's office from where they themselves were currently standing.

"No calls for help so far, so looks like all clear on that front," she reported, hoping that her point would get across. Granted the first one to speak up was Hendrix, but Rikke was so busy focusing on 'minding her own business' that she completely ignored him.

PHOENIX

Once Rikke announced that there wasn't anything for *alarm*, Nix backed off immediately. While she was curious, she wasn't *Lyra*. However, it was nice to know that Keagan didn't commit murder in her own office - although it was a bit hard to guess that she'd succeed even if she tried. Not just because Luke knew how to handle wolves, but she also had the strength of both a Paladin and a wolf?

"Did they say how long they were going to take to get here?" She asked, wanting to change topics.

RIKKE

She knew Nix meant well, but asking her a question that meant she herself had to once again revisit what _did_ hear... "Nope. Though I think both of them are concerned with who gets or doesn't get to kill the waste of space of over there. I don't think they'll take too long though, the girls are still waiting for them back at the hotel and Luke really, _really_, just wants this guy somewhere he'll never even be able to reach Keagan and the girls with his thoughts." Whether she approved of her 'niece's' consideration of death as a viable was left up for interpretation.

BLAKE

Blake was still curious what the hell was taking them so long, but she figured that if talking Luke down -on the rare instances she'd witnessed growing up- was pretty difficult on a _good day_, it can't be made any easier by...whatever the hell was going on inside that kid right now. And as Hendrix opened his mouth to once again remind everyone he was somehow still alive, Blake figured he wasn't being much help. Flicking her hand quickly, Hendrix appeared to jerk his head back into the wall he was sitting against before slumping over.

"Well," she voiced glancing at her watch, "Our boss has decided that she will be addressing this matter personally this time. She's just waiting for one of the agents capable of teleportation to be free to make the trip, because if she waits for mundane travel we might be here well into next week, and no one wants to spend Christmas with this asshat."

PHOENIX

"I don't think it's a secret that nobody likes him." She toss a quick glance to said culprit. "I didn't grow up in Fallcrest but I did hear he's an asshole so *consistency* I guess." She sighed before turning to Blake, "Thank god Hart is nothing like him. I can't even *imagine* it, that girl does not have a mean bone in her body."

Her ears did perk a little when told that a certain someone was going to personally handle it. "Au- Agent Cabot-McIntyre's coming? That is the best news." Hopefully with this, Goodwin was gone from everyone's life. "...Do we need to inform Hart...?"

BLAKE

"I think _he_ got all the awful bones, but obviously I wouldn't be the agent to speak to that entirely..." Even as she trailed off, she knew she'd be getting at least a couple of eye-rolls. "I'm sorry, I had to get in at least one shot while I don't run the immediate risk of being strangled myself," Blake snorted before calming down Phoenix's last question.

With much more humorless look on her face, Blake nodded and said, "I've been keeping her updated via text. I think her biggest concern -barring the fact that brother not be dead- is how their parents might take everything."

PHOENIX

She had never been so thankful that she didn't have to manage an agent like Goodwin. If he already stressed everyone out for being part the team... How she felt for Aunt Liv. "Maybe just do it like how Keg reveal things. Rip it off like a band-aid style." She snorted. "Sorry, I just.. I don't know how one could easily break the news that their son is a criminal, and delusional, and psychotic."

Hendrix's complaints were being ignored by the whole group as it continued on without a moment to acknowledge him. "... Maybe Hartley should break the news to them. Her puppy eyes might give a softer blow."

BLAKE

"That doesn't always play out well for everyone who tries it. I mean, with Keagan I'm almost certain that ninety to ninety-nine percent of the time, people she's speaking too are just too intimidated to say anything untoward. I certainly didn't say say what I was clearly thinking when we learned she'd bumped uglies with Douchwin, and _that's because I know she can kick my ass_."

There were some more unimportant sounds from Hendrix's cage, but Blake just continued on as if nothing was said at all. "I think getting the information to her parents is one thing, and honestly I or even your Aunt- er, the _Boss_ could take care of that one. For Hartley it's the knowledge that after they get the news they'll want to speak with her and she's...not ready for what their reaction will be now that she's one of us....ya know?"

PHOENIX

"....I mean, it's not just Douchwin we were all in disbelief for." She muttered even though it's not a secret either that no one was pleased with the fact that the Bensons other than Luke was part of their family. "Lyra simply doesn't care.. and she *sorta* has 'baby sister' privileges? I can't really tell, but Keg hadn't kicked her out of town yet sooo that's telling."

The realization set in as the witch bit her lip. "Do they at least know about uh.. this world?" This was quite the bomb to drop on them even though both their kids are involved in some aspect. "That... is rough.." Thankfully Nix never had to go through that. "I hope she gets to tell them herself." It *sucked *to have things be revealed without your consent.

OLIVIA

The last thing she wanted to be doing on her Christmas Eve was working but, she wanted her family having to deal with a mess she should've taken care off better sooner, even less. As Olivia and another one of her agents shimmered into the Chief Deputy's office, she immediately thanked the other and sent them on their way before simply looking down at her boots as she told the other pair to follow her out.

The trio walked up to others in time for Liv to chime in, "Lyra has way too _many_ privileges and gets away with too much in general." She walked up to Goodwin and handed him a stack of papers, "You're terminated. All reasons are listed in the paperwork here-in, along with the reasons that you're also now formally under arrest. Take a moment to read through and let the adults talk." As she turned back around she gestured for Blake to put the guy in 'bubble': he couldn't hear them and they couldn't hear him. Why he wasn't in one already was...well not important. "Okay, someone start talking."

KEAGAN

The way she scrambled back when she felt someone else in the room that she nearly knocked over the nearby chair. She knew someone was coming, but she didn't know they'd be teleporting straight to *her* office. However, part of her should've expected it since it was Aunt Liv after all.

"She does." She agreed, following her aunt outside. Keagan stood there quietly while her boss spoke to the former agent....and of course, she would then come back to ask straight up for the report. "I'm not sure when he got back in town, but he somehow managed to slip into the hotel where we all were - I'm sure everyone here was witness to that - I happened to be with Iz and Ayd so I didn't see it happen..." She sighed, "He fired his gun at me. Well, it was supposed to be me, but someone decided to orb herself into my place. Anyways, I don't actually know the reasoning behind that."

OLIVIA

An eye-roll was half-way done before she just closed her eyes shut and pinched the bridge of her nose. "The Radcliffe? He entered the Radcliffe under false pretense- great, now I have to reach out to Katherine Wren and make sure _that_ little stunt isn't going to be used as grounds to want to dissolve the alliance between the Guild and us."

Something between a sigh and growl was let out before she opened her eyes once again and asked, "Was anybody hurt on the hotel grounds?"

PHOENIX

Not missing a beat, she also contributed to the report, "Thankfully no one was physically harmed..." Her sentence lingered for a moment before continuing, "He went straight for Sky, claiming that he was their dad after hearing that Richard Benson wasn't their bio dad." her eyes flickered between her boss and Keagan. Needless to say, the kid cried like no tomorrow until she got passed back. Next thing we know, Luke left with him."

OLIVIA

"Okay, that's good. Not that he actually made it to the girls or upset Skylar, but that no one was hurt...." Liv trailed off as the sight of the redhead's odd looking injury reminded her of the rest of the events of the night. "...well, at least on Guild soil. Obviously being Leora's guests that means you're under protection of the Guild and had he harmed anyone under their protection, on their turf- International incidents are _nothing_ compared to how things can get when supernatural and mundane relations are involved."

Walking up to her niece, she wrapped her up in a tight hug and finally said, "I'm sorry, honey. I should've been far more involved with this from the _first_ time he randomly appeared to harass you, but I- I'm just glad things didn't go past this point." As she pulled back and took a look around the room she added, "The Sheriff and I will be transferring him over to the detention facility, the rest of you can go ahead and head back to the hotel. I'll speak with Leo myself later on."

KEAGAN

While her girls weren't hurt, her anger rose yet again at the audacity Hendrix had to go up to her girls and self-designating as the father. However that anger calmed when her aunt walked up to her. Leaning into the hug, she gave a wry smile before giving a light shrug, "It's not your fault." If anything, it was hers. "We're doing something about it now so that's all it matters."

She reached out and took Luke's hand, "That sounds good.. I want to see how the girls are doing.." They're most likely fine with their friends and family around, but that wasn't enough to ease her. "Thanks Aunt Liv, Mick." When they made it back, the first thing she did was pick up her girls and gave them the tightest hug. "Sorry Miles.. I just.. really needed to hug the both of you."

LUKE

Luke opted to remain quiet during the bulk of the exchange with Liv, namely because the mere sight of Hendrix -even in his quiet bubble- made it to where she really had nothing useful -and certainly not _nice_- to say. As soon as they made it back to the hotel, while Keagan went off to the girls, Luke went ahead and made a quick trip to their suite to clean up and change. There was no need to alarm any of the kiddos with what had to be something that looked far worse than it was.

She walked up to her little gaggle of girls as Miles just shot her a look that clearly screamed 'help me' as her mother and her sister both decided to sandwich her in their little family hug. "Okay, if you want her to continue to let you hug her in the future, you have to let her breathe now," she teased, easing the younger twin out of their other mother's hold. Their was still some pain in her shoulder, but she did her best to ignore it.

AYDEN

One could only guess that things were moreorless sorted out, seeing that both Keagan and Luke, along with a few others, returned to the hotel. And also considering that no one spoke of it, Ayden figured one shouldn't ask unless those involved actually said something about it. At the sight of Miles' face, she let out a laugh as it wasn't the first time she had seen that face.

"Mmm you say that, but that didn't stop her sister every time." She commented, "If Sky could wrap her arms *all* the way around her sister, she would." She got up from the ground where she was sitting next to the babies and patted the dust of her pants before looking at her friends. "Sky did just try that out before you guys came back and obviously didn't succeed."

RIPLEY

"Oh there's hardly anything that tends to stop one of my favorite gingers from getting to her sister," she called out as she made her way over from the elevator. "Granted, I'm sure the sight is far more endearing with them both being as tiny as they are now." It wasn't lost on Ripley how the redheaded baby in question had ducked her head into the crook of her mother's neck. "Now, now young Miss Benson, I'm going to develop a complex if you try to avoid eye contact with me even as an infant," she teased.

Glancing up at the adults she finally offered them a reason for her sudden arrival. "Apologies for crashing, my grandmother is just rather anal about certain things and she wanted me to speak with Guild members present for earlier events...but honestly I could just _say_ I did and Arit might be the only one to sell me out- oh wait, you're a baby. Seems all is good, just need to speak with Cabot-McIntyre."

KEAGAN

It was endearing to see how shy Sky was acting all because her professor was right there. Thankfully, her wives was understanding enough. With a kiss to the top of the baby's head, Keagan leaned to the other side far enough to look at her kid. "Kiddo, you've got two girlfriends right here with you." She reminded. The baby did not budge from her spot, if anything, she turned her face further away from the professor.

Keagan chuckled and turned her attention back to Ripley. "She'll be here soon after she's done. Personally seeing to it to make sure it doesn't happen again." She sighed, "Sorry." She apologized both for giving extra work for the Guild, and the fiasco that is Hendrix.

_o23coeMDD11szaa83_500.gif

RIPLEY

The half-demon smiled and opted to make her way over to Luke and Miles before Skylar's little face suddenly matched her roots. "I'll give you a chance to breathe, love. I know you're bound to be left breathless at the sight of your loves and the last thing we need is a baby passing out."

As she closed the distance to drape herself over Luke's shoulder so she could coo at Miles, the unmistakable scent of singed flesh hit her nose. "Well, it seems like all's well that ends well." The apology made her scoff a bit as she said, "I got to see some of favorite people and a roomful of cute babies, _I_ am hardly the one you need to apologize to."

KEAGAN

Keagan could help but hug Sky a little bit tighter when she heard the little whine. "Ohh, baby." As endearing as this was, she wasn't going to tease Sky anymore than Ripley already had. She relocated herself so that she was closer to Tomi and Erin, hoping that both girlfriend's presences would sooth her.

"I'm not going to jinx it." She snorted because really, anything could happen in this town that Keagan wasn't very optimistic about things lately even if there were a few good surprises along the way. "Fallcrest keeps throwing curveballs that I don't think peace was ever an option." Whether it was life-threatening situations or simply the folks in town being the chaotic selves they were, there was no such thing as peace and quiet in this town.

_nxpnvuF1lD1szaa83_500.gif

HUNTER

Leaving the kitchen for the first time all evening, the blonde pushed a cart with small individual holiday cakes into the main room. As she came to a stop, she glanced around and said, "I'm getting the distinct vibe that I missed something pretty important...should I like, come back with these?"

PHOENIX

Figured since no one was really talking about it directly, Phoenix shook her head to the baker's question. "No, no, we can have the cakes now - the kids are looking forw- look at Sky." She pinched the kid's cheek, the one who was just hiding from her professor is acting like she didn't done anything of the sort. Her little hands opening and clenching towards the cart. "Here, let me give you a hand."

HUNTER

Hunter figured whatever had happened was probably not something her human brain was prepared to deal with anyway, especially if it involved Keagan latching onto Sky like the kid was her only lifeline and completely overlooking Ripley draped over Luke...actually, especially that bit. Shrugging she simply said, "Okay" and locked the cart so they could begin to hand out the cakes.

As she approached Sky with her cake, Hunter was sure to catch her eyes before setting it down in front of her, "Everyone gets _one_. It's late and the last thing the parents need is babies who can't sleep. So, just enough sugar to get you guys your midnight prezzies."

KEAGAN

The look of horror her older twin made when learning that she could only have *one* cake made her snort. Why was she like this? Even if they did like to eat as wolves, no one matched the level of Sky. Keagan shifted the cake closer to her, also looking over to see the cake that the other got. "Hunter, these cakes look amazing!" She complimented, "They're really adorable. Look at this!" She pointed at Santa's ass sticking out of the chimney.

LUKE

Having made her way down with Miles, she watched with endearment how both girls went about 'attacking' their treats in vastly different ways. "Have you ever seen a baby sort out their skittles by color?" she asked Keagan. "This is close enough," she added as Miles began to use her tiny hands to sort out the tiny 'presents' by color on the side of the plate. "This should be more than enough to keep them busy until midnight."

AYDEN

Ayden was helping Tomi with her cake, making sure that it doesn't fall off the table. "The cakes are the size of their heads." She pointed out, "Hopefully they exhaust out of their zoomies in time for bedtime." It could be a gamble with the extra dose of sugar for all they know. "Oh wait, Cal-" She reached out and 'rescued' the deer that rolled off the top of the cake. "Here.. Let's get Rudolph off of there for you."

ANDY

It had been a real test to be constantly around a gaggle of brightly glowing babies, but now that their little vascular systems were working overtime with both excitement and sugar rushes, Andy felt a break might be okay. "I'll go ahead and gather some items for cleanup once they're all done and I believe Leo got every baby some holiday PJs to wait for Santa in," she announced. Glancing over at Thyra she asked, "Wanna stay or help?"

THYRA

Without hesitation, Thyra stuck by Andy. "I'll help. I want to see these PJs" The amount of excitement the shifter had during this entire time; it wasn't going to end until the kids revert back to their original selves. "Are they matching? Because if they're anything like the penguin outfits, I might just die from all the cuteness." She squealed as she pulled Andy away from the crowd now. "Is there one for everyone, or did she get a bunch and everyone gets to choose their own - because the latter is going to take a while." Fashion show part 2? Mayhaps.

ANDY

Andy did her best not to trip over her own feet as Thyra's excitement seemed to make her the faster of the two. "I...don't recall off the top of my head," she said. "She ordered everything online and I was just tasked with bringing the box up to her suite when it arrived. My guess would be matching...different sizes though, of course." Once they were in the proper suite, Andy made quick work of gathering plenty of baby wipes and fresh diapers, before coming back with a box and holding it out to Thyra. "Wanna take a peek?"

THYRA

Thyra honestly would've been excited whether or not the outfits matched in theme or exactly duplicates just in various sizes. "This party has been amazing for so many different reasons." She took the box and actually took a moment to calm herself before lifting the lid barely to take a peek. "Oooh." The excitement was already growing again. "Oh my god." She lifted the lid entirely, "They're so cute!!!!! They have names on their butts!! Look, Andy. I can already imagine Emmy and Levi being in these. If only the furbabies get to wear them too, can you imagineeee?"

ANDY

After all their time apart, it was still just as warm and endearing to see Thyra getting so genuinely happy over some of the simplest things. There was the loaded question that remained unasked -about whether Thyra was hoping for a baby of her own- but that would be an issue for future!Andy to deal with. Right now there was a sport's team's worth of babies to keep Thyra's attention. "I'm almost certain that the only thing that kept Leo from getting the pets matching outfits as well was Julia's common sense. Almost all folks are already going to be dealing with cleaning up and changing multiple babies, not need to add chasing and clothing pets to that list."

THYRA

She lifted out one of the outfits and just admired it in the air. God, it was so cute and she couldn't wait to get these to the kids. Her phone was already filled with baby pictures; these onesies were going to add a lot more to that gallery. The shifter then folded the onesie and put it back in its original place. "Some of them would likely put them on without trouble. Obie, for one." She hooked her arm around Andy's while carrying the box under her other arm. "Did you grab everything?" She looked over at the baby supplies, "I really think Leo emptied out all the stores of anything that's involved with raising babies.."

ANDY

"Yes, well. They do say that most pets are a mirror of their owners, so given that Embry and Levi don't put up a struggle to be changed, Obie likely wouldn't either. I can't speak for the others..._much_, but I know a few that are a handful on their own so the pets would likely be the same." Andy was glad to let herself be guided back out, nodding at the question. "Yeah, I've got everything. I think Leo just didn't want to have to leave her kids' side for any reason, and figured the other parents would feel the same....also, I'm sure it helped that she had her own personal delivery system that works far faster than Amazon Prime."

THYRA

"Maybe we should just get a few for Obie even after this.. I'm sure Levi and Emmy would love it." She was already looking forward to another round of shopping just for the dog this time. This whole ordeal was unlocking some sort of shopaholic tendency for the manager. "I'm sure not even Luke and Keg wanted to leave, but the situation..." She shrugged. It was priority to get that man away from all the babies - as far as they could possibly get, or at least she would think so.

When they returned back, Thyra was more than ready to pass around the outfits so that they could all get their babies ready. "We *must* get group pictures of them." Will she get them all printed out? Yes she will, multiple copies to give to every family too.

ANDY

"Oh? Should we now?" Andy asked flatly, feigning a deep disinterest in the idea of shopping for a dog. With any luck and maybe her special 'midnight gift' for Thyra would remain a surprise...hopefully a _welcome_ one. "I think those two kids are going to have a newly found attachment to you once they get back to their usual selves. Maybe Levi will even decide you make a better sing-along partner." If there was a tinge of hope in the last statement, it was because as much as Andy adored the kid, she could do with less princess karaoke. "I'm sure it's all been taken care of. There's no way that Keagan would've returned if not. My other boss is nothing if not uh...steadfast."

Taking note of the fact most the cakes were gone, she rolled her eyes playfully at the shifter and gestured for her to begin taking pictures of the cute mess and hand out the outfits. "Just try not to max out your storage again."

AMARAJA

She was completely enamoured by her daughter, taking in all the details and antics she still had even as a baby. The excitement she felt when she was handed a baby onesie; it really was the simplest of things in life. "Let's get you changed, eṉ maka. I know you'll look simply adorable in this." She cooed with a tap to the baby's nose before holding out the onesie so that they both could take a better look at it. "Oh look, it even says your name!" She turned it around and back, "This was an excellent idea."

RAQUEL

The look on Arit's face at the sight of the onesie said it at all but, just in case it wasn't clear enough, the kid actually tried to stand on wobbly legs to take off in the opposite direction. She didn't even manage to stand before Raquel was scooping her up and holding her so Raj could get her in the outfit. "Oh, stop fighting it munchkin. You know am'mā isn't going to ease up on this, and honestly at the very least it's not a puffy dress." Turning her attention back to her wife she added, "As much as I'm enjoying getting to see what she was like before I met her, I'm still keenly aware that her brain is still set to feral teenager and I personally don't feel like testing the limits of someone who is technically trained to kill..."

AMARAJA

Her grin only grew when her wife caught the little gremlin, "Exactly! It's a onesie, a very comfortable one at that too." She looked up at her wife, "Perhaps *we* should get ourselves some matching onesies." She hummed at the point her wife brought up as she started to get the kid into her outfit. "It's not everyday that we get to see our daughter be dressed in these sorts of pajamas?" She chuckled, "Arit, can't you wear this just for a night? For me?" She asked as she buttoned up the last button before taking her from Raquel and already trying to cuddle her.

RAQUEL

"Nope. Be happy I'm helping you get this little ninja into hers, don't push your luck," she said before handing the baby over. She couldn't help but laugh a little as her wife's pleas immediately made Arit stop moving altogether. "Aww, you're so compliant when you want to be. Hopefully you'll find it in your heart in to forgive us...if not, I'm sure your gifts this year will make up for it."

AVERY

"...Evan's right, you guys are just disgustingly cute." She blurted out before her attention was cut off by Maite tugging at her finger, probably telling the wolf to shut up. Aves' eyes looked down at Arit who was actually letting the therapist cuddle her. "I've never seen her so still, seriously, look at her."

EVAN

"As happy as I usually am to hear the phrase 'Evan's right', now is not one of those times," Evan grumbled before smacking Avery's shin with the toe of her shoe. She'd have done something worse, but Emmy and Levi were currently on her lap babbling away something that she could only guess at. Evan would normally rely on her lip-reading skills to help fill in the blanks where her hearing aid no longer helped, but...babies had very uncoordinated lips. "Arit is so going to remember the fact you called her out for being still, and will seek retaliation at the least expected moment. Have fun sleeping with one eye open you putz."

AYDEN

"This kid." She reached out and engulfed the kid she helped raised into a playful semi-head choke. "Avery, please remember than there's a few of us that would very much appreciate that you stay alive for as long as you possibly can." She joked. "Let's keep the teasing to a minimum." Even though she was positive that Avery wasn't even thinking about teasing the other, just blurting out her first thought. "Help your in-laws with your girlfriend." She nudged her in the direction of the witches. "Thankfully.. not *all *of them oppose to wearing the onesies."

LUKE

"Yes! They're tagless Nuggy!" The exclamation may have seemed out of place for a few, but it made perfect sense to the baby in her own lap and that was all that mattered right now. As she began to change said baby, Luke glanced up and offered some insight, "Miles isn't too keen on tags or certain fabrics, but luckily Leo did her research so we didn't end up with a group of matching babies and one naked baby. The butt-flap is also going to come in handy for diaper changes." Sparing a glance to Keagan and Sky, she did her best to bite back a grin as she said, "Uh, would you like some more wipes? Miles managed to get her cake _in_ her and not _on_ her..."

KEAGAN

"This is why we don't inhale the cake, baby." She did needed more wipes and at this rate, she was almost certain that Sky didn't actually eat the cake and simply pushed it against her mouth because they could probably recreate the cake from the mess alone. "Thank god we got plenty of bibs because you, my little wolf, are very, very messy." Getting Sky dressed in the onesie was not an issue since the kid seemed to even welcome the idea. Once she got a new bib on her, Keagan turned to Miles. "How are you liking the outfit, baby?"

MILA

Miles had been okay with the change of outfits, because honestly that penguin getup was not comfortable. That being said, as soon as her new outfit was on she had moved on to activities that were much more enjoyable. After all, as much as she cared for everyone in this room, she also very much liked to not have to deal with them all at once. Of course, she couldn't exactly get very far, so she made due. A garbled attempt at a 'yes' was the only response to her mother's question.

AMARAJA

Figuring she had 'tortured' her daughter enough, Amaraja set her down as well, "Thank you for obliging." She smiled, gently tugging on the girl's cheek before sitting back again. Her eyes drew towards her descendants, seeing that one of them also didn't want to take part in any cuddling either. "It looks like neither of our children enjoy cuddling with us." She sighed albeit dramatically, "Felt."

IZZY

Setting Tomi down herself -and feeling only mildly betrayed as the kid made a crawling beeline to Ayden- Izzy quipped, "It would seem that their teenage brains are still very much intact after all. I think Sean and Sky may be the only exceptions but those two have always been little cuddle monsters."

DEVIN

"Peyton takes after her father." She looked over to the mentioned duo where Octavius and Peyton were so close to each other that Devin wondered if their cheeks were glued together. "Ryllie is surprisingly attached." Her words filled with fondness as she looked down at the baby who had her tiny little hand clutching on her shirt, looking at the rest of the babies like they were crazy. "I asked if she wanted me to put her down with the rest, she said no."

LEO

"Mine ditched me for their shared girlfriend the second she showed up, which to be fair isn't any different than when they're older. I will say though, it's a nice change of pace to see Amaryllis so openly attached to someone. I saw Sean hug her in the lobby once after her shift and told Jules I was surprised she didn't claw his eyes out."

JULIA

"She missed Evan." She nudged Leo, "Let her be." The nurse said this while still carrying baby Levi. Julia then looked over to Devin and Amaryllis, "I was surprised - but I figured that after all that time together, she got used to it?" A babble from the brunette baby. "Besides, who could deny Sean a hug?"

LUKE

"Miles. She denies him regularly, but will allow one three-second hug before and after a show _or_ a ten-second hug if he's upset. Fifteen seconds if the one that upset him was Skylar," Luke replied without missing a beat. If there was one thing she knew it was her kids. The whole gaggle of them.

KEAGAN

She looked down at the cuddliest one of them all, "What did you do?" She asked as a tease which Sky only huffed at before watching those eyes round even further. Keagan immediately put a hand over those eyes, "I hope you genuinely apologized to Sean and didn't just bat those round puppy eyes at him, thinking he'd forgive you because he's a nice boy."

06be45cb7a84b8f42f269a12a7_e62fbe6a_500.gif

IZZY

She was about to answer her bestie when the boy himself finally pulled himself away from her and made his way over to his fellow redhead. As he managed to get up on his knees and hug Skylar -with about as much grace as expected- Izzy could only 'awww' and say, "I think he's trying to tell you all is forgiven."

LYRA

Taking the opportunity that Keg was taking pictures of the two redheads hugging it out, Lyra decided it was a good time to make her presence known. "Wasn't Sean also the first person to forgive Sky when she returned back in town?" How did she get these information? She would never reveal her methods. "I'm pretty sure Sky gave him the puppy eyes because she gives *everyone* the puppy eyes."

LUKE

"I've been told it's genetic," Luke piped up, sitting cross-legged. The irony of having Miles now sitting right beside her in the almost exact same manner was completely lost on her as she continued. "I'm not allowed to say what my theory is on _where_ that genetic trait came from though."

AYDEN

She looked up at that and looked from the twins to their parents. "Either way, those puppy eyes are dangerous." She chuckled when she spotted Sky trying to push her mom's hand away from her eyes, holding said hand to prevent it from covering her again. "I can't say I've ever seen *Keagan* give someone the puppy eyes though." She pointed out.

LYRA

"Oh, that's because you haven't _lived_ with her. Trust me, you get to see all sorts of different sides to my big sis when you're around her all day, every day. Honestly, the way you guys sometimes describe her makes me think of my mom more than anything...though I guess mom also had a soft spot for JJ, myself, and- Ow!" The exclamation came as she felt two tiny sharp teeth bite into her knee, of all places. Glancing down, she spotted the retreating form of a certain brunette unicorn -who was possibly glaring at her?- and it took everything in her to remember they were physically an infant. "You better be glad I'm above fighting babies, Miles! But I'm _not_ above fighting my own niece and eventually you'll go back to your tall, lanky self."

KEAGAN

She didn't expect Miles to *bite* Lyra in the knee, but honestly, her sister deserved it for constantly blurting things out without thinking. "Thank you Miles." She reached out and gently shoved her sister. "Do not fight my daughter regardless of her size. " She warned while also ignoring the fact that she may or may not have given Sky her puppy eyes. "Also, Luke might take you down before you even lift a finger."

LYRA

The shove made the younger wolf tip over far more than it should have, given that A.) it was a slight shove and B.) Lyra was a _wolf_. Of course, her brain often forgot this and by extent so did the rest of her body. She let out an exaggerated yelp and was gearing up to complain when Keagan's observation made her immediately shift gears. "That's so not fair! Titania over there has been able to one-up me since she was shorter than me..._and_ a human! Seriously, what the fuu- uh, -udge?!" She recalled exactly what the consequences of cursing in front of these babies had been the first time around.

PHOENIX

"Maybe don't fight the kids?" She rolled her eyes at her cousin's dramatic. "Luke won't have a reason to mess with you if you don't mess with the girls. I think that's a simple solution, Lyr." She patted the woman on the shoulder, "Besides, I'm pretty sure it's because you're messing with her mom that Miles bit you in the first place. Isn't the saying like, fudge around and find out."

LYRA

"I will obviously not win an argument here, as everyone present seems to be clearly biased in favor of the cute looks of these tiny hellspawns and somehow immune to the cute looks of _me_..." Lyra began her protest, "_But_ I still think that it should be noted that a fight between me and regular Miles would be more than fair. Besides, it's not like we ourselves didn't get into a scuffle or two with our elders when we were teenagers...right? Also, the saying is _fuck_ around and find out...shit-"

KEAGAN

They were doing so well - sort of - until now. "Lyra." A very tired sigh came from the mother wolf, "We talked about this." Since she was still within her reach, Keagan placed her hand on the back of her sister's neck and *pinched*. "No swearing around any of the babies even if they still have their adult brains. If you're not going to listen, go outside."

LYRA

"Ow! Okay, not fair! Technically I did listen, I just forgot!" The complaint came out so fast in response her sister's hold on her neck, that it may as well be an autonomic reflex. "I'll keep my comments to myself...mostly. Look, you know I can't make such promises but I also don't wanna miss out on a bunch of babies opening their first Christmas presents at midnight because hellspawn or not that shizzle is cute!"

PHOENIX

"Did you just call your nieces hellspawn in front of Keg?" She laughed, "I don't know if you're actively trying to get yourself kicked out or now. Anyways, how long do we have till midnight? I think if we don't get to it soon, *Lyra* is going to combust, not the kids.. Wait, where *is* my phone?" She started looking left and right for it now that she asked about time.

RIKKE

They'd remained quiet since returning back. Honestly, much like at the cabin, sometimes it was just enjoyable to sit back and get to watch the chaos that tended to come about. It wasn't often that she got the chance to do it though, as Lyra always seemed to find the way to drag _everyone_ into the chaos.

At the question of Phoenix's phone, she just held it out to her and said, "You dropped it back at the station, then I got distracted by all the babies playing with cake and forgot to hand it over." A sheepish smile later and she added, "Oh and it's been midnight for like three minutes already."

KEAGAN

The speed her daughter jolted in her arms when Rikke let them know it was already midnight. "Oh g- Sky." Thankfully she had enough reflex to adapt because Sky would have fallen out because she was.. either too excited it was midnight, or shocked that they didn't know it was midnight and could've been going through the presents. "Is everyone here? We can go open up some presents - clearly some kids have been waiting all night for this."

RIKKE

Glancing around, Rikke said, "Seems all babies are accounted for here. We can go ahead and bring the presents to you guys." With that she motioned for Jack and Haneul to help her in orbing the presents to each of the respective family groups. "I think we got them, if we missed any it's because they weren't under the tree."

AMARAJA

"Presents!" As her wife stated earlier, hopefully their gift would make up for having her be dressed up in the onesie, and cuddling her to the max. The therapist herself was just as excited to give Arit her gift as she was seeing the gift herself again. "You'll love your present - hopefully." She paused and whispered to her wife, "...Are we letting her play with it now?"

RAQUEL

Her wife's question made her stop and think for the briefest of seconds, before simply stating, "Amor, if she can manage to _lift_ it as she is now, I think she'll more than have earned the right to _wield_ it." Her emphasis left it clear that, at least as far as she herself was concerned, 'playing' isn't necessarily what she expected their daughter to do with her gift...granted that didn't mean that it wasn't exactly what the kid would have in mind. Arit was her mothers' daughter after all. "Here you go baby! Oh, I think she's figured out what it is," Rikki noted as Arit immediately went in to rip the wrapping. After enjoying the display of watching an infant who can't properly walk yet trying to lift their gift, Rikki reached out to lift it for them. "Here, take a look."

AMARAJA

She was absolutely entralled by the way their daughter was trying to get to her gift - already using all her might to lift it despite the size and weight difference. "Did you know, eṉ maka?" She pointed at the sword, "I had one very similar to that. The guard design was slightly different though.. Still, isn't it nice, we've got matching swords now." She kissed the baby on the back of the head. "Oh, how I can't wait until we get to spar."

LYRA

"Wow, I never thought I'd see a family that held weirder means of bonding than mine, but you guys come exceedingly close," she noted, already twisting her body to avoid Keagan's hand to reach out to reprimand her again. "Like, I for a good chunk of time I thought that the whole 'sparring' thing was like Luke trying to spend time with the girls while not having to let them actively touch her more than necessary," she continued, now actively crawling out of her sister's reach, "_Which_, by the way, I never really held against her, because like, yes, they are my nieces, but like, I also know how Luke grew up and why would I expect her to like human touch when she never got it right?"

KEAGAN

"Lyra Venus Calvetti!" She sternly called out when her sister did not stop even after escaping from her reach *twice*. Her eyes just glaring at the woman, silently telling her to quit it. Though they were surrounded by people they grew up with, there were also those who hadn't which was the reason why she was still seated in her spot. If only her sister could just think before she spoke, that'd be a true miracle. Though it wasn't a secret that the Bensons were assholes, Lyra did not need to have said any of that. Reaching out instead to take Luke's hands in her, Keagan didn't know if it was to comfort the younger woman or to keep herself in place. "Lyra, I'm serious.. if you don't think before you speak...."

LYRA

Contrary to popular belief, Lyra did understand that people had limits...it didn't often make much of difference to her though. It was very similar to having the knowledge that black holes exist: it's a fact, but it doesn't directly impact her life. That being said, she meant what she said regarding getting to watch the gift opening, so she took a seat opposite her sister and said, "Okay, I'm done. I was just surprised, but I'll be quiet now!"

PHOENIX

"Ohhhkay.. Let's get to the other presents." Phoenix wanting to change the topic so that everyone will stop focusing on what just happened. "Sky, Miles, let's open up what you guys got." She scooted closer to them now that Lyra had decided to squeeze in on the other side of her. "...Everyone's gifts are just bigger than them, aren't they?" She chuckled now. "Do you need help there, Sky- Oh.. nope, you got it." She stared at it and then let out a snort of disbelief. "A pizza oven, Keg? This girl literally won't come out of the basement now."

LUKE

Lyra's comment had honestly only slightly registered, as her mind had been pretty much consumed with anxiety over what she'd been planning for days now. As the girls finished up with the bigger items left beneath the tree, Luke reached into her back pocket and pulled out to small holiday envelopes. Placing one in front of each girl, she said, "So these were kind of last minute. I was originally told it would take far linger to get them, but it seems it certainly helps to have family in both the federal government and the municipal one as well. Thank you, Blake." She glanced over at her friend with a genuine smile of gratitude before turning back to the babies. "Now, much like with just about every other present, the idea is that you'd be your older selves when I gave you these and would be able to accept or decline with more ease, but I think it's been made clear your opinions are still the same and you'll find any way to make them known so, well, I hope you like them but if not it's all one hundred percent okay."

With that last reassurance, she went ahead and took the lid off each box. Inside was a small laminated card, and as tiny hands began to reach for them to pull them closer, Luke explained, "I put in to have my name legally changed from Lucas Jolene Benson to Lucas Shiloh _Holstein_ a bit back, and I figured you girls would appreciate nothing more than to _also_ be rid of the name Benson. So, these are your new legal names: Skylar Anne and Mila Isabelle Holstein _Calvetti_. Because I think your mother's been neglected in your names for long enough already."

KEAGAN

She was glad that her kids enjoyed their presents but she was also curious to know what Luke gave them since the other wouldn't tell her even when she asked. So when the Paladin took out two small envelopes, she was very intrigued. Her eyes went through a few emotions, from widening with surprise to softening as Lucas continued to further explain the gift.

To think that she thought of changing their girls' name as well was heartwarming. What she didn't expect was that the Calvetti name was also included. "Lucas.." She whispered before looking at the cards with the girls, fingers tracing over the name before the tiny hands grabbed her hands. "Do you guys like your names?" Holstein-Calvetti. Keagan smiled at the sounds of that.

LUKE

There was a calming effect brought on by Keagan's response to the name change. Not that Luke thought she would ever really be opposed or greatly upset by the change, but it was still reassuring to know that Keagan approved and not just accepted it. Her small smile broadened even more as the tiny hands fumbled with the cards as each girl made an attempt to show it to the other and then wave it to show it off to their friends. Excited squeals and babbles had her laughing as she tried to blink away tears. "I think that's a sign of approval," she remarked.

DYLAN

The half-demon who had been *stuck* by the merfolks (and fairie) the entire time was just watching this unfold... and she couldn't help but notice the confusion on some of the people around the family. Leaning in closer to Fernanda's ear, she mumbled, "...Why does it seem like I'm not the only one out of the loop?" She nodded towards the gym rat specifically who seemed to be having the hardest time connecting the dots. If it were her alone, she wouldn't be curious since Dylan could care less about the townsfolk, but she had heard that many of them grew up together so why did it look like some were aware of what's happening while the other half did not? "Were those two not married this whole time?"

FERNANDA

It took everything in her not to just elbow Dylan right then and there. "Not our business, _dear_." She hissed before mouthing, 'not here'. The last thing Fer wanted was for _any_ of the many folks with super hearing to think she was gossiping about the other pair _right in front of their salad_. That was something best left to Lyra...and based on the looks of it, maybe Braxton.

BRAXTON

The amount of time spent looking between all the members of the cabin and all the other families around them, Braxton was... confused to say the least. He understood that Luke had been the one raising the girls all these years and *everyone* hated Ricky too much to want to keep his name, but the girls using the sole name 'Calvetti' would've made more sense? "Uh..." He voiced out, ".... did you uh.. Did you just adopt Keg's kids?" It also looked like Keg was surprised so that definitely added more to his confusion.

LUKE

In all honesty, Luke's thought process on this had not gone further than just making sure that her girls were okay with everything. The fact they were clearly _happy_ about it, was an exceptional bonus. Braxton's question completely caused her brain to just stop working entirely for a solid five seconds, as she proceeded to just look at him with a blank expression. Blinking once, all she could do was answer honestly. "Yes." And then proceed to turn back to the babies.

DYLAN

Dylan, who had been watching this like a soap, laughed aloud at the dumb look on the Beta wolf's face from the curt answer before having the decency to hide behind Fer and turned it into a weak-ass cough. "Mm.. I must be right then." She glanced over to the babies who was too hyped about showing everyone their new names that even the moms didn't care enough to let anyone know their business. "Anyways, I must say, the choice of presents are quite interesting." A sword, and now this. It almost had Dylan anticipating on whatever gets opened next.

ANDY

Taking the opportunity of everyone being caught up in having two tiny babies shoving cards in their faces like a drunk teenager trying to show off a fake ID, Andy went ahead and retrieved her own present for Thyra. The real challenge became pulling her away from the babies long enough for her to see there _was_ a gift. "Trust me," she said as she gently pulled the other behind her towards the box left near the tree, "It'll be worth it...Or, well, I think it'll be worth it." Once close enough to the box, she let go of Thyra's hand and said, "So, I would like it noted that your gift started out _in_ the box, but but it seems they've opted to open themselves..."

THYRA

She was sure that everyone's phone, including hers, was just filled with pictures tonight, from the outfits to opening the gifts and whatnot. When she followed Andy, she kept glancing back even though nothing had changed within the few seconds. However, her attention was successfully diverted when Andy brought her to the tree. "Oh my- it's a puppy!" Thyra knelt in front of the little furball and extended a finger in front of it. "Hey there, god, you're so tiny!" She looked up with a big smile, "You got me a puppy? Do they have a name- is it a boy or a girl?" She scooped up the puppy to take a peek.

ANDY

The smile was all it took to rid Andy of the last vestiges of anxiety she may have held. It was clear that Thyra not only was okay with her 'gift', she loved it already. "No name just yet. I figured it would be kind of rude for me to name your first puppy and rob you of the opportunity to flex that creative muscle of yours," she grinned. "They are a little lady. When I went to the shelter I had no idea what I was going to get, to be honest, but when I saw this baby running the risk of being trampled by the older boys, I knew she was the one. Kennedy has already given her a clean bill of health, and she's just waiting for the name to get her file updated."

THYRA

She got up with the new pup and shifted her into one arm so she could pull her girlfriend in for a kiss. "Thank you, I love her so much already." The shifter was already bopping back and forth, cradling their new addition to the family. "*Our* puppy." She corrected, "Hmmm.. I might need to think about this.. I can't think of it right on the spot." She was brought the puppy up in between them. "Andy, she's so cute. Just look at her." She cooed, "Awwwwww, was she the smallest one? Oh babyyyyy."

ANDY

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry ma'am," she said with a chuckle, "_Our_ puppy, who you're still naming because I couldn't even manage to name our dolls when I was younger. My naming examples were pretentious and terrible." There was a reason she preferred her nickname..."The second cutest thing I've ever seen," Andy replied, before grinning again. "Yes, she was the smallest one, but being small seems to not mean much anymore."

THYRA

"We'll have to brainstorm a bit when we get home, right, pup-pup?" Thyra was already excited to find out what the pup's personality was going to be like. "..We'll also have to ease her into my animal form.. Might give her a heart attack if a leopard just appears before her eyes." She looked over at Andy when she clarified the dog being the second cutest. "Second cutest? What could've beat these little face?" Her finger hovered before the puppy who was already trying to swat at it or bite it. "I can't wait to shop for you - you're going to have so many toys and clothes." She squealed, "Andy, matching onesies!!"

ANDY

Pointing at the puppy's tail and how it immediately sped up at Thyra's words, Andy said, "Hey, maybe she's saying Pup-pup is fine by her." Granted, she wasn't entirely serious, but the idea of _not_ pointing out how happy the puppy was at Thyra's cooing seemed like a waste. "Oh she's plenty young enough to where I think as long as you don't spontaneously shift on her, she should be fine." Of course, Andy had never had a pet dog herself either so...could be entirely wrong on that matter. "Well you do forget that I got to see _your_ little face as a baby leopard. Very hard to beat that," she pointed out before letting out a sigh at the notion of matching onesies. "I really should've expected that when you mentioned it earlier for the babies and _their_ pets..."

THYRA

"Her name will not officially be pup-pup. Nickname, *maybe*." She shrugged, "Ugh, I can't get over how small she is. Look she can fit in one hand. Oh my god, look. Her little feet are just dangling. Andy, I think I'm obsessed already. Wait, we need a family pic - our first picture." She pulled out her phone and held it out for a selfie, making sure that all three of them are in frame to snap the picture. "I'll still be very big compared to her, you never know." She chuckled, "Don't act like you hate it. It's going to be cute - Oh! Let's introduce her to Obie! He'll be like her big brother!" With that, the shorter woman pulled the other along with her back to the crowd.

#discord thread #christmas party 01

[ducknotinarow]

[Rise!RaphYvonne]  “Mm..” 

| Send “Mm..” and my muse will react to yours kissing their neck.

Raph was in the most inconspicuous way, well as about as inconspicuous a six-foot-tall mutated snapper turtle possibly could be, looking over Yvonne's shoulder. Watching as she was sitting down on the bench. She seemed to have her book in hand as her pencil was working in against the paper. He had wanted to come up top to the surface to get in some practice for the next time he and his brothers had thier 'cowabunga' basketball game tournament. Yvoone didn't seem to mind joining him out, at first he thought it is a fun way to show off a little to her. Just because they were dating and in a great steady place even, didn't mean he could still wanna impress her.

He had gotten a few good shots in on the hop and cheered himself on as he kept on playing on the abandoned blacktop. Sure he had his 'disguise' on even if his shell did slightly make some holes into the track suite jacket he wore. It was still best to stay in areas with little to no traffic of humans around. Besides it also meant having his girl all to himself even if they were doing thier own thing. The snapper couldn't explain it it was just nice being in her company even well he was running around the blacktop. Color coding his practicing to himself mostly. He needed to step up his game because he could not deal with Leo again! he was the most unbearable sore winner. She had been watching but after a bit it seemed she had gotten an idea..or was inspiration the word? Muse?

The look on her face near reminded him of how Donnie got when he had a sudden idea for a new project, it was cute how abosred Yvoone seemed to get. So engrossed on the paper before her. Raph had long moved to try and see what she was up to and kept watch not wanting to interrupt but he wanted to see what she was drawing up. Looked like some outfit idea? Spikey and red was what he notices first, he never understood why so much she made had those traits to them. He did KNOW that it was a good look for her though. Tail slightly waging behind him as he watched patiently till she finished and went to show him. He didn't understand a thing about fashion he tried dressing less like he just picked up every article he had on randomly off his bedroom floor sure. And that color should factor cause some clashed and made for bad looks. That was about it he always did need his brothers opions anyway. Donnie seem tje more versed in style, Leo seemed to have an eye for the better fit and Mikey was just supportive and told Raph he could pull off stripes. He just smiled looked at it.

"I don't know what these are called" he says pointing a fringer out "but it looks great babe!" Trying to recall some of Donnies wording before "I think the reds are well balanced with the spikes and tears." He said beaming her way.

Okay yeah je had no idea what he was saying but he did mean it he liked the stuff she designed Yvoone to him was the most talented person to ever exist. It was ashamed she kind of lost out on that life sure she had her shop in the hidden city but was it turly the same with Yokais and fashion as it were humans? Thought before he could go down that trail of thought once again he felt her lips press agisnt his cheek a thank you.

Warm soft smile replaced any lingering thoughts though as he pointed to the paper again "oh and uhhh the shape of the uhh leg?" That wasn't part of the outfit she made "is just so very uhhh leggy!" Proud as he turned to hold his beak out now for another kiss.

Yvonne was smart of course and knew what he was doing, expecting lips to his beak he was a bit taken back when she pressed her next thank you to his neck instead. A soft low chur emitted from the back of his throat at the feeling of her lips there. His fave darkened a little as red strikes over his fave bot even the hoodies shadow was enough to keep that covered. Moving his arms around her shoulders to sort of encourage her to keep kissing there. He would care about getting mocked for all the kiss marks on his neck after all.

#muse| hamato raphael #aflockoffeathers #madamkezzie #[ ones trash is anothers treasure aflockoffeathers] #send mm for neck kisses #meme answers #stayed qeued #((hype man for his girl uwu cause she so talented uwu)) #((yeaaaah im editing the icons btw XD))

[dreamcatcherrs]

can u do streamers with a plus size reader? ty i love ur fics ♡

+ reminder! every body type is beautiful in its own way, and I’m sure that all of the mcyts would want to date a person of any size! hope you enjoy<3

++ I also added a couple of insecurities that are common for a lot of people cause I felt like it ^-^

dating a plus size reader; mcyt x reader

dream:

dream is an absolute softie for you

he will literally carry you anywhere you go

even if you insist for him not to

he just lifts you up into his arms and runs off with you

as I’ve mentioned before, he loves squishy places of the body

especially the booty ;)

so expect a lot of grabbing whenever he’s near you (with your consent, of course)

always tells you how amazing you look

even if you’re only wearing sweatpants and a basic tee and feel like absolute shit

and he would definitely have you pose for pictures of his merch

georgenotfound:

he loves resting his head on you

uses your chest as his personal pillow

he thinks it’s absolutely crazy how you’re able to make every outfit look good

like, you could wear a plastic bag and still look like a model to him

you two go out to eat fast food at the most random times

some days midnight, some days at 5am

admires your confidence

sapnap:

THIGHS THIGHS THIGHS

he loves your thighs sooo much and always has his hands (or eyes) on them

he almost holds your thigh more than your hand

and he just thinks you’re so gorgeous and can’t believe he can call you his

but when he finds out you don’t think so, his mind is blown

like... what?

are you blind????

he tells you how “you’re so fucking hot” every day until you start thinking so yourself

badboyhalo:

loves baking cakes with you

and makes sure you’re always well fed

he absolutely adores your stretch marks!

he loves just tracing his fingers over the lines

following them around with his fingertips

and gets very focused about it to a point where he stops listening to you talk

he makes sure you never feel down about something as natural as stretch marks

and makes sure to kiss every place you're insecure about

technoblade:

techno literally doesn't care what you look like

he only cares if you're happy, cause he really hates seeing you sad

especially when he can't do anything about it

so when he catches you one day looking at yourself in the mirror with a look of disgust 

his heart crumbles in his chest

sits you down to talk about it

and gets more touchy afterwards along with spurring out compliments more often

wilbur soot:

wilby is also a big sucker for thighs

he’s not super grabby, but he gets his point across;

that he absolutely loves every part of your body

to be honest, like techno, I see wilbur as someone who literally does not care what you look like

if he likes you, he’ll love the way you look either way

he is very appreciative of soft, fleshy parts of your body

that he can just cling onto when he wants

jschlatt:

fuck, does schlatt love to have you on his lap

like he might not come across as someone who’s cuddly

but I’m telling you

he is super cuddly

he just wants someone to hold and to be held by

he needs that physical touch and he just can't seem to keep his hands off of you

he’ll tell you “you look so stupid right now”, laugh, and then give you a big ol’ bear hug

jokes aside, he makes sure you know just how dizzyingly beautiful you look 24/7

corpse husband:

fishnets, legs, fishnets, legs

even if you don't like wearing fishnets, he’s just all; legs, grab, thighs, squish

no but seriously he loves your legs so much

they just catch his attention and immediately make him go soft

without you doing anything you’ll just hear him giggle at you

and then realise he’d been looking at you for a hot minute, just taking in how absolutely stunning you look

and he doesn't fail to let you know that :)

karl jacobs:

like wilbur, I think he just genuinely doesn't care and loves you regardless of what you look like

we all know that karl’s way of showing affection is through touch

so he loves cuddling up to you

using your chest as a pillow and engulfing you in his arms

and he’ll be whining within a second if you even a much as try to move away from him

something he doesn't realise he does, but you do, is that he will just randomly hold on tight to a certain part of your body

even if you're just talking

his hands will be on you without him even noticing

and it’s really cute

skeppy:

I’ve mentioned this before, but I think that skeppy really likes the way skirts look on you

or tight-fitting jeans

anything that compliments your body, really

though he does like the way you look without any clothes on

anyways, he fucking loves your body so much

and any person who thinks differently is not his friend

he’s always hugging you

or brushing his knuckles over your arms lovingly

small touches are his forté

fundy:

he can never seem to keep his eyes off of you

no matter how hard he tries, you’re just too gorgeous

isn’t the touchiest of the boys, but when he’s in the need for some physical touch, he’s very obvious about it

will start off by holding your hand

and then maybe move onto hugging you from behind

comes off pretty clingy once he needs that love and affection

he just loves touching you; maybe cause your skin is soft? he’ll never tell you (it’s his little secret)

quackity:

MMMME GUSTAAA

he looooooves loves loves  how, and I quote, “thicc you are”

and he gets so clingy, too

makes grabby hands at you if he needs to to catch your attention

and definitely, without a doubt, uses your chest as his personal pillow

he’s also a squisher

your thigh’s kinda become his little stress toy

alex will fully commit to being a complete simp for you - he does not care at this point

can get blushy sometimes when he catches himself looking at you for too long

punz:

if you thought that sapnap would be wild when it comes to thighs, let me introduce you to this man

luke is a massive sucker for some thick thighs

and don't even get me started on the flesh on your hips

he lowkey has an addiction to constantly keeping his hands on there, but it’s not like you mind

it’s like his hands are glued onto you sometimes

holding on tightly or gently, doesn't matter

and sometimes he’ll even get lost in the way his fingers dig into your skin

can't fathom the fact that you're all his

awesamdude:

sam is literally the cutest🥺

gives you compliments all the time

and literally always has a hand on you to gently caress your skin

and he is always gentle with his touches

and I mean always

drawing circles onto your back or arm using his thumb

placing small kisses on your temple

he always posts pictures of you on his instagram and twitter

has like one or two pictures of himself, and the rest are of you :]

slimecicle:

literally smothers you with love and affection

he loves the little dents in your thighs from cellulite

finds it sooo attractive

loves to trace his fingers over the dents

notices immediately if there are changes in your eating habits

and will confront you the second he notices cause he can't bare the thought of you eating less than usual

makes sure it never happens again

eret:

they have a special seat for you right on his lap

if you were comfortable with it she’d love for you to sit with them in his streams

SHOWERS you with compliments

constantly

and leaves trails of kisses everywhere

even if you whine about it being too much or distracting you

he ignores it and continues

can't believe she’s ended up with such a god/dess as you

jack manifold:

jack was completely shocked when he found out you were insecure about your body

what was there to be insecure about?

to his eyes you were completely perfect, and he just couldn’t understand how… you couldn’t see that?

makes sure you now how absolutely stunning you are

can't help but to show you off to everyone (he is a leo after all)

and also let’s his hands roam all over you - with your consent, of course!

adores you so much

tommy:

tommy had seriously never thought of it before you’d said that you didn’t want a piece of cake after he asked

and he goes; why?????

and you’re like; I shouldn't eat it

and he’s even more ???

doesn't know what why or when you decided you “shouldn't” do something as normal as eating

it’s so very obvious how soft he is for you when it’s just the two of you

and even succumbs to his soft side in front of others if he gets too caught up in your beauty

tubbo:

tubbo just… doesn't care

like, at all

but of course he notices the absolute beauty of you, and will simp for you

doesn't shower you with compliments, but gives subtle signs

a common one is squeezing your hand

or calling you cute or adorable

brushing a strand of hair out of your face

simplicity is his thing

ranboo:

lots of hugsss

unintentionally squeezes too hard so you have to tap his shoulder 

and he just giggles

he likes resting his head on practically any part of your body

cause you're so comfy

wants to constantly fondle you in his arms

he’s become so used to clinging to you, it’s just by instinct at this point

____________________________________

tag list✰

@zayenz @terribletoothbat @0t0n1n @0125cm @yukiuheh @shinee-is-5-forever @regularnoceur @b01nk-b0w@christhebish@nutritious-emo-crackkk@bookishreid@giavanna-707 @reddiesmcdonalds@cosmins@vixxzial@autumnpleaves@paradigmax@meaganjm@shiningsunrises@moralofwalls@username1212131@gxldentaestuff@innitdream @televisionpresent38 @bubblyanis@zurami @highoffhockey @popinjaytaylor@196os@livsbaby@doubts-of-gold@bunlina@retrav @mcyt-is-my-life@aleaisntcreative @my-shitpost-of-writing @my-shitpost-of-writing @clownsdrowning @pissbabywastaken@shiningsunrises @tie-dyed-dumbass @death-by-rats@simpfordraco @bippity-boppity-boopa@neongreendaydreams  @vibin-by-myself@littlepotatos0w0@christhebish @pipp-poppz@btsiguess-kpop@prettysmallfries@hiyoko-kos@kenmxskitten@fudrudy@weepingartanimespy@rhino-zucchini@goldenstarofthunderclan@melonmarz@ubeicecreamisthebest@polaroidinurroom @ady-yoo@isimpforeveryone@edenhollandd@ineedtogetoutofhere@glitter-night @hamilsandersfam@mothheart-witch @wrong-exit@trashcanfullofdork  @hellfirepheonixx @marshmallow-babe@isimpforeveryone @ky50621 @randomcloud@wormie4k@dinonuggies50  @p4rty-t4ttoos@aspenthegremlin@book-of-anarchy @jeyacore @thetattooink@gogywasfound@millavalntyne@junob1ade@ubeicecreamisthebest@karida @i-have-paws-love@drvgonraja@eatasslikegrass@creamofweep@venusomega@lunarfedora@rowe-n @wreny24 @vincent-stargogh @floatingplanets​ @vernon-dursley​ @childhoodgrunge​ @fivxss @hexagonclash​ @crazyjuls12​ @littlebabysandboxburritos @shifted-dreams@lenamarie666 @reinyrei @sozvuchiy @weaslvy-mxlfoy​ @aiofheavenandhell​ @honeyglaazed @carisle-mikealson​ @ineedtogetoutofhere​ @twist3dtinkerbell@cracraforfandoms@angel-dazey @leia-starly @smiithys​ @squiddyyyy​ @c0wc0ww​ @animeweeb019284​ @m00-bl00m-k0le @stqrs-thoughts @jenlouvre @uhhhguiltypleasures​ @trappedchest​ @punzrights​ @trashgremlin36​ @cyberrsoot​ @elebeleb​ @k3nn3dis-crap​ @karlshoodies​ @rascal-in-banishment​ @heartbroken-writer​ @bartok-the-magnificent​ @ihavenoideashelp​ @goldiefox1​ @bethybop​ @helluhru​ @venuzblr​ @pha5ed5tar50 @cscooop​  @bethybop @lunareclipse-13 @http-strawberryy 

#mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #dream smp preferences #mcyt preferences #dream smp fanart #mcyt fanart #mcyt fluff #dream smp fluff #fluff #fanart #fanfic #dream smp #mcyt #dsmp #mcyt imagine #mcyt headcannon #mcyt hc #dream smp hc #dream smp imagine #dream smp headcannon #x reader #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #wilbur soot #corpse husband #tubbo #tommyinnit #ranboo #slimecicle

[goldenmeary]

ASTRO OBSERVATIONS 🖤🌙❄

× Moon in Scorpio have incredible psychic abilities especially with telepathy, Clairsentient and Witch vibes. They are usually afraid of their gifts. 🪞🔮

× You have the darkest traits of the sign in your 12th house, it's stay in your subconscient for a long timeee. If you tell someone that they have these traits they will denies it but when they will take conscious of it, that will be a shock, we are always so shocked of this.

× Taurus girls, their acoustic guitar and flowers. A real aesthetic 🙌 💐

× Aquarius in 4th house natives can really struggle to find their indivuality especially if they are close to their families, they will find their own thing later in life (leo mc). Any air sign placed in our IC will find it hard to emancipate from the ideas and education they've been taught, they can have a really judgmental and "gossip" family background. Those are the ones that heal and break ancestral karmic lineage by just being themselves, anything they do would be seen as new and kind of rebellious. They are also the ones of their families to initiate a complete new road by taking responsibility of their individuality and having confidence on their unique destiny(fire MC).

× Some traits of the sign in your 4th house indicate what was "judged" as good from your family environment and what was seen as bad from the sign of your 10th house.

×Mars in 1st house, Venus in Aries but especially Venus conjunct Mars have a real problem to separate Love and Lust. Those people can interpret any sweet, love affection from their partner or crush as a sex invitation. That's just their way of showing love but they can easily push their lovers to have sex consciously or not, if you have these placements, always be sure that your partner also wants that too. They're really can be such sex machines 🙌 👄

× Aries Sun especially women have absolutely no facial expressions 😂

× Neptune and Mars owns tattoos. 🌹

× Your saturn can indicate how you run away from your emotions, wounds and moments of vulnerability (example: Saturn in 6th house will be by cleaning, overthinking, workout, being busy with work...)

× Venus conjunction Neptune Neptune in 1st house or Pisces dominant would want to always live with music in their ears, any music can totally changed their mood, you can give them any dark situation but if they are connected to a song, everything alright. You can take everything from them but never their music, it's like you take away their soul 🌊🎵

× North node in capricorn or in 10th house always experiment a long period of solitude if not all their life for some. At first they will suffer and feel like a victim(cancer) of this loneliness adventure but they choose this to become fully conscious of themselves and the impact they have on people. like the hermit once they have enough wisdom, they will come out of their caves and finally start to have less and healthier relationships but even so, loneliness will become their favorite and most precious thing in their life.(even if they create a family which is rare with this north node, they will always still be kind of distant and super independent) 🖤⏳

× As the sign of gemini represent twins, i saw a lot of couples who actually share this dominance(a gemini rising frequently find a mate who share the same rising) that end up looking like each other(personality and physically) and they LOVE that😂

× Never tell to a fire sign dominant , you think that you share a lot of similarities with them or that they look like to someone else. The more ruled by their ego they are, the most virulent they can be with you about that 😂 Especially Aries(that's the sign that rule the ego), they have such a pride on their indivuality and their "unique" image 😂 🧡

× Mars conjunct Uranus are hyperactives, the type to dance, workout, start a new project or go to the beach randomly at 3 am, they can't have a classic schedule to sleep, even if they try that's just not for them. they always have random burst of energies. They really often live a unconventional life. This is a exhausting placement to live with sometimes, if you are familiar with this placement you know how much unpredictable and impulsive  you can be😂 Due to that, they usually hurt themselves and can have a lot of scars, really clumbsy too. One of my favorite placements!!! 💫

× Fixed dominants gain easily muscle and mutable dominants struggle a LOT to see visible muscles, they often just can't and loose them really quickly, but i don't talk about strength. 💪

× One thing that gemini/3rd house stellium can learn about their opposite Sagittarius is the importance Of quality over quantity. Gemini is the most superficial sign so they can have a tendency to over-consume anything(thoughts, informations, items, relationships...). Purification is really important for them. 🛀

× I don't really see this often but the 2nd house also rules sex in a more physical sensual way, the pure pleasure of sex. I saw more 2nd house stellium(esp with pluto) being more into sex in their everyday life than 8th house stellium who was incredible quiet and intimate with this topic. 8th house rule the spiritual aspect, the sacred sexuality.

× You can recognize a capricorn by their dry skin. Saturn(capricorn or Aquarius) gives a pale and super delicate skin, also they often have freckles and moles.

× So much actors or just really artistic people have Jupiter in 5th house.🌟🌻

× Aries, Virgo and Capricorn often have this good looking sharp jawline. 🌷

× The lunar nodes function like the Yin and yang, no adversity, "The opposites support each other. The opposites are not really opposites at all, they do not really "oppose" each other but complement and sustain each other."  you don't have to go towards one and reject the other but that's YOUR axis, that's the energies and where you have the most difficulties to find balance and serenity in yourself so in your life.  I also notice that's where you feel the wound of injustice and separation the most, you felt forced by your environment to chose one sign to the other ☯️

× Aquarius will adopt a more vegan alimentation for the environment, Virgo for their own health and Cancer for animals🕊🌈

× The more planets you have on the southern hemisphere, the more you will be loved, popular toward people and you will also receive more often compliments 🌷

×Water signs rising or dominant have the most changeable bodies, their bodies always change by showing what's going inside of them: their emotions, traumas, anything they live will be shown by their bodies(face included), they always gain and loose weight and they are also receptive and connected to all the energies of universe. Air signs especially Gemini kind of stay the same their all life, they have 1 physical that can adapt to everything, they're often super skinny so for example they can wear easily any outfit or have a face that can fit any hairstyle. The body of a water sign mold into the flow of life, but it is life and the outside that mold to the body of an air sign. Internally/externally 🍃🌬

#astrology #astro #spirituality #astro tumblr #rising sign #astro observations #astro notes #astrology observations #astrology notes

[love-unholyc]

[LEO & READER]  - ηѕƒω

Love Unholyc - Leo x Reader You get the task to help Leo with a dress fitting. However, Leo doesn't ike the Idea of wearing a maid-dress ... Right after you persuaded him, an... accident happens? He can't take the dress off anymore?!

adult stuff warning, more under the cut ~

"No, I don't wear clothes in the house, I told you already." Leo replied sharply. Yes, he was right. That was his rule - and truth to be told, he was mostly at your house, not the other way around. Accordingly, you actually had no right to say anything. "Leo, it's not about being naked, it's about trying on the outfit. It should fit when the campaign starts. They told me to do the fitting with you." Defeated, he sat down on the red sofa, and with a grumble, Leo reached for the already opened package. With both hands he lifted a black and white piece of cloth into the air. Just to drop it merely two seconds later with a frowny face."No, never. NEVER. I WILL NOT PUT THAT ON. That won't fit and Just..look at this scrachy lace! How dare they make fun of me like that." A sigh escaped your throat. You may have to take harder measures. "Leo, I beg you. Please put it on. The other ones are counting on you. And if you try it on, I'll promise to put on a maid outfit in the future too .. on top of that I'll do a lot of selfies with you. Okay? Please." One of Leo's eyebrows twitched in agony. "Hmm... You're my lady, so I can hardly refuse your wishes. Besides, the compromise sounds pretty good indeed." The blonde-haired man's hands wandered back into the small, brown package. Now holding the maid-dress in his hands again, he sighed softly. "Man, you really drive me crazy. Come on dear, give me a hand." You had to hold back a chuckle, it was somehow funny to see Leo in such a weird situation. With an elegant movement, Leo let the dress slid over his body. All you had to do was to close that flismy zipper. In a flowing movement the zipper closed, but the misfortune ... Well, it came immediately afterwards. Krrk. It broke. Two pieces sitting im your hand. Your heart pounded, unable to find matching words to explain Leo what happened. "Leo I-... The Zipper. It.. Just broke." The blonde shifted around, his eyes widened in shock, while grabbing onto your arms, "WHAT. You are kidding me, right? Don't tell me --!" With these words he ran towards the bathroom, like something was chasing him. You could hear an angry grumbling and cursing - until the bathroom door bursted open a few minutes later, revealing an angry Leo. "You-!" Froze in shock, all that escaped your mouth was a sudden compliment. "Wow.. I- Leo... You look so handsome." The blonde clenched his teeth and stomped into your direction, all while his face turned deeply red. You had to admit, Leo looked like a warm piece of cake, surrounded by rich cream & topped with a brilliant cherry. In other words: He was hot stuff wearing a maid dress. He stopped right in front of you, pushing you slightly into the wall behind you with his right arm. His muscles tensed and his veins were showing off. A tingling feeling ran through your body as you suddenly felt the urge to touch Leo in a very lewd manner. His face now being awful close, you decided to give in.. Just once. The blonde had a massive, trembling member and wasn't able to hide it anymore. Realizing this, your innermost began to tremble and your panties slowly drenched at the thought of taking his rod in your hand. But before thoughts could form into actions, Leo chuckled and grabbed your hand. "Alright. Enough of this. You took this too far and now you've got to pay for this. " Using a little force, he placed his hand on your head, just to slowly press you down to your knees. You had the feeling your guts were twisting and turning, excitement creeping up to the top of your fingertips. Leo silently grinned while cupping your cheek, stroking your lips with his thumb. "You're going to serve me nicely, because you're my Lady. Right?" His right hand flipped up the bottom hem of the dress and lifted it up in a swift movement. Now holding the dress up with his teeth, his manhood was on full on display for you... Just barely Inches away from your nose. Leo repositioned his legs, and placed his left and right hands on either side of your face. His swollen organ twitched as it barely touched your lips. Salty drops of wet prec*m covered your lips, igniting an immense fire in your body. With the piece of cloth in his mouth, Leo broke the silence. "Come on, suck my d!ck and eat me up nicely." His hard manhood searched it's way into your warm mouth, gladly giving him permission to take the lead. Your tongue twisted and licked his most sensitive parts, leaving Leo with deep and lustful moans. "Ahh, yeah, damn. You're so good at this. Let's keep this up." Being used wasn't something you'd usually fall for, but seeing him in this sexy Outfit alone was something to die for. Holding your head tight, he dived in and out at his own pace. Your eyes slowly filling with excitement, you forcefully grabbed onto his legs, cluching tighter each minute. Your nails digged into Leo's skin, marking his body in a way you absolutely shouldn't. But now you didn't care anymore. The blonde snapped back his head, his manhood deep buried inside of your throat. "I've got to warn you, Sweetheart. I've been piling up so much of this, please don't waste anything. Okay? Be good to me." Before you could even realize what was happening, he stopped his movements while grabbing your Hair - his length pulsating and twitching a few times. A loud groan pushed Leo over the edge, spilling all of his juice into your already watered mouth. Your legs twitched, and you were sure your panties had already become transparent by now. The blonde nodded as you happily gulped down everything he gave you. Slowly pulling himself out, he presented a gentle smile, swiping away the salvia that had formed at your chin. "Even through you're my beautiful Lady, I should resort to wearing dresses from time to time..."

Aftermath: The seams of the dress popped as he unlashed his load, which resulted in you and him freaking out.Leo asked Sol if he could help fixing the dress; but he waved with his hand saying “Deserves both of you right for doing stuff like this”.

#love unholyc #love unholy c #loveunholyc #love unholyc leo #leo #leo x reader #love unholyc fanfiction #love unholyc fanfic

[remmushound]

Beyond the Bay chapter 7: Mutant Town

Tags: @brightlotusmoon @digitl-art-monstr @scentedcandlecryptid @selfindulgenz @ilo-artistry

Mikey fell, and he screamed all the way down. A large pile of garbage softened his fall— in fact, it was more like a mountain than a pile. A mountain that he tumbled down like a tossed rock, and once he pulled himself into his shell to escape the tumbling whiplash, he even resembled a rock. The slope of his shell ensured that he landed on his plastron, and only once he was still for several moments did he crawl back out of his shell and look around the environment.

The first thing he noticed, with a wave of relief, was that it was night. The next thing he noticed was the wall; a great, big wall of wire and metal sheets around the perimeter that stretched several feet taller than the highest trash peak, and along the top of it were tangles of barbed wire that made the place look almost like a prison yard. No, not a prison yard— a junkyard! And a pretty big one at that! Mikey couldn’t see much from where he was, expansive walls of junk blocking his view and giving him the sensation of almost being in a giant maze.

Mikey struggled to his feet. He was unstable but, as long as he had the wall to lean on, he was sure he could find his way. The cold, tickling tingle washed over him, but he forced his way through the cloud of misery. He tested the steadiness of the wall before he dared to lean his whole weight into it; at his size, even the most sturdy of things were at constant risk of collapse. The wall supported him just fine, and he was thankful as he used it to guide his way while his other hand cupped around his stomach. Mikey made his way down the first walkway. Trash, trash, and more trash was all he saw, packed together so tightly together that their integrity surpassed even some of the houses back in Mikey’s city.

“Man, and I thought my New York was dirty!” Mikey whistled. He was sure this wasn’t actually a part of his counterpart’s city, but the joke helped him to not completely shut down. “Raph? Leo? Dee?”

No response came. To the left of Mikey’s path was a disturbance that made him yelp and grab his nunchaku expecting a threat; the perceived threat was, in fact, a giant rat running down the side of one of the closer hills. The rat ran over Mikey’s feet, bolting down the path while its pursuers, three very fat cats, were hot on its tail and seemed to take no interest in Mikey.

Mikey practically squealed. “Kitties!”

Mikey hurried after them as fast as his still-stiff body could carry him. For as long as he could remember, he had always wanted a cat! The ones back in his world always seemed to run from him, but maybe these ones could be different! If he was extra quiet, maybe he could even pet one!

“Here kitty kitty. Pspspspspsp…” He fell to his knees when he caught up to the cats; they were all crowded around a small hole in the trash, too small for them to fit through, batting through the opening with sad mewls. “Aw… hey kitty kitties…”

One of the cats almost immediately responded to Mikey’s calls, the other two still too focused on trying to get the rat to care about the mutant. The cream tabby, tail held high, trotted over to Mikey with all the confidence in the world and pressed his face against the mutant’s finger, immediately starting to purr as he danced around Mikey’s hand. Mikey gasped out a sob and started to cry as carefully deft fingers began to massage the tom cats cheeks and head, and in response the cat squinted his eyes closed and started to knead his claws into the dirt; he was even drooling a bit!

“Oh my god…” Mikey sniffled and, on impulse, slowly scooped the fat cat into his hands. The cat didn't seem to mind, so Mikey picked him up and held the cat securely to his chest. “I never wanna leave…”

“Babies!” A voice echoed through the junkard and immediately both Mikey and the cats were at alert. “Babies babies babies!”

The cat kicked himself free of Mikey’s grasp and took off running toward the voice; the other two cats snapped out of their trance and ran just as fast. That voice had been close, really close, and Mikey certainly didn't want to stick around and see the human that it belonged to. In his mind, he still saw the hate in the eyes of the officers that had cornered him and his brothers. He saw it so clearly, and he felt that same fear, and that same sense of smallness like the humans were growing and he was shrinking and he was alone and—

Mikey had to hide. The footsteps were approaching, and the only place to escape to was behind an old, rusted car, and that was exactly where Mikey went. He covered his mouth to hopefully hide the fact that he was breathing so heavy, and he saw the shadow of the stranger as they passed by on the other side of the car. Mikey held his breath. The shadow paused. Surely they didn't know Mikey was? How could they know?

The car gave a groan and Mikey soon realized that it was being moved. Lifted, as if it was nothing more than cardboard, and to Mikey’s horror he looked up to something tall and definitely not human. White eyes were the only part of the creature that wasn’t cast into shadow, two massive claws clicking together in a threat. The stranger was completely covered in thorn-like spikes, and when his eyes focused on Mikey, his lips curled into a sneer.

“Whatchu doin’ crawling around down there?”

Mikey screamed. It wasn’t a very long scream, more like a high-pitched yelp, but it was enough for color to flood back into the other mutant's eyes as he kneeled, looking far less threatening now he was at Mikey’s height.

“Hey hey, it’s okay.” The mutant waved a claw in what was intended to be a deescalating manner, “Don’t scream, kid, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”

Mikey was able to see more of the mutant now that they were closer. His skin was purple and he had dark hair with streaks of aging gray. His outfit was simple, a stained white t-shirt and a leather jacket, both torn by the jagged spikes that littered his body. Around his waist was a belt that looked like it could have once been the collar of a junkyard dog, black with silver spikes, though it wasn’t holding anything up because the mutant was without pants.

“Didn't mean ta scare ya kid…” The mutant offered a claw and Mikey slowly accepted it, standing with the help of what he now recognized as a praying mantis around the same height as Donnie. “Jus’ wonderin’ why you’s pokin’ around is all.”

Mikey swallowed what little spit was left in his mostly dry mouth. “Hey… you’re a mutant!”

“And uh… so’s is you.” The mantis smiled and pointed at Mikey.

“I didn't know there were other mutants here!” Mikey’s voice did that thing where it went loud without intention, but he didn't care. “Oh my god that is so cool!”

The mantis laughed jovially. “Man, where have you been that you don’t know about other muties?”

He swung his arm around Mikey’s shoulders and prodded the tip of his claw against the turtle’s plastron with nothing but friendly intention. He started to guide Mikey down the path and Mikey was more than willing to go with him.

“Uh…” Mikey rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m… pretty new in town.”

The narrow path they had taken opened up to show a wide, mostly-clear area in the heart of the junkyard. The first thing Mikey saw, much to his delight, was a congregation of fat, happy cats feasting on a large assortment of food laid out for them

“Well, let me be the first to introduce you, then. I’m Repo Mantis...” Repo motioned to the area beyond the cats, “Welcome to Mutant Town.”

“Wha…?” Mikey’s mouth fell open. The longer he stared, the less he could believe what he was looking at.

What was once junkyard opened up into what could almost be mistaken for a town or, more accurately, a village. The space wasn’t particularly big. And from what Mikey could see of the layout there was only one road, but to him it was the most beautiful thing. Mutants— lots of them! Mammals and reptiles and birds too; Mikey could have almost mistaken it for an actual street if not for the colorful creatures that called it home instead of humans. Then Mikey realized that the structures that filled the area were meant to be houses! Some of them were cars, hollowed out and filled instead with personal items and sleeping spaces, while others were more innovated; ramshackle sheds out built of scrap metal acting as small houses. There were tarp canopies that covered outdoor sleeping spots, and there were tents, and there was random furniture scattered around for shared comfort space. He even spotted a few shipping containers that had been renovated into small hotels with four or five rooms side by side.

“Woah…” Mikey almost forgot to breathe.

“Cool, innit?” Repo smiled, laughing once more as he gave Mikey a playful shake. “Come on! I’ll show you around!”

The mantis led Mikey deeper into the compound. For the first time in his life, Mikey was able to walk down a road, in front of people (more or less) without being stared at! It was him who was doing the staring, his awe getting the better of him the more he witnessed of the small town and its occupants. Mutants of all shapes and colors and species—young and old and skinny and fat and small and big! There were some so large he had to crane his neck to actually look at them.

“This is incredible…” Mikey breathed.

“This is everyday in this city.” Repo snickered, beak wrinkling, “Seriously kid, no worries! You’re among your own kind here!”

“Wow…”

A sudden and unsteady klunk klunk klunk caught the attention of both mutants. They looked further down the trail to see what looked like a tin can running after them! No, not a tin can, Mikey quickly realized, but a tiny cream kitten with a tin can stuck on his head. With every step the little kitten took, he wobbled and stumbled and fell, making very little progress in his search for help. It was like he had four left feet!

Repo clicked his tongue and calmly shook his head, helping Mikey to rest on a couch before heading over to gather the kitten up in his claws.

“Aw, sweetie.” Carefully, his claws started to work the can off of the kittens head until the young cat was free. “How do you keep doing that, sweet thing? Aww…”

The kitten reared its head up to encourage the gentle petting of Repo’s sloped claw, tiny paws dancing in the air while purrs sounded off in quick succession, more than loud enough for Mikey to hear.

“Awww kitty!” Mikey stuck out his bottom lip as he made desperate grabby hands.

Repo gave an amused smile at the turtle’s antics and made his way over, guiding Mikey’s grabbing hands into more of a cradle before carefully placing the kitten in Mikey’s arms. Mikey melted under the warmth and the pleasant vibrations. It was as if his entire body was jello and the only thing keeping him in one piece was the solid mass of happy energy in his arms. He was terrified to move, so went as stiff as a statue, not daring even to blink.

“Oh my god I love him…” The kitten pressed against Mikey’s hand and gave him no choice but to massage the fluffy face with a delicate touch; all the while the kitten was still wobbling unsteadily back and forth as if some invisible force was jerking him along. “Why is he so wobbly?”

“Wobbly kitten syndrome.” Repo said with a sigh and shake of his head, “Normally they’re euthanized but eh… he seems to be handling himself alright for now.

Mikey sucked in a shaky, sobbing breath, “He’s the most beautiful baby boooooooyyy…”

***

“Incredible…” Donnie said breathlessly, adjusting his goggles once more to get an even closer look inside the compound, “It’s like a whole town of mutants down there!”

“It’s not called Mutant Town for nothing.” Leonardo smirked, leaning against the taller turtle like he was a fence post.

“There must be dozens of them!”

“Thirty-four currently, to be exact.” Donatello said proudly, “And we just so happen to know the guy who runs the place, so let us do the talking, kay?”

“Kay.” Leo entertained with a slight nod.

“But you talkin’ us back for a tour the second we get the time to spare.” Raph rumbled, flashing teeth to show his joke.

Donatello took the lead of the group as they descended upon the compound, to a grand door just below a sign reading ‘Beware the Repo-Mantis’ with the ‘tis’ added on with spray paint. Leo felt incredibly small under the sharp watch of the guards on point, two large and particularly nasty looking mutants hidden among the wires, but he stayed quiet as had been requested of him. Quiet, but alert. Donatello rang the bell that said “Ring For Service” and it wasn’t very long at all before the gates were opening, and out from the community stepped a seven foot praying mantis with a sneer on his face; a sneer that faded quickly when he saw Donatello.

“Donnie!” Repo Mantis wrapped his arms around Donatello and heaved him up in a powerful grip, “Shit, man, how the hell are ya?!”

“I can’t complain!” Donatello mused, slipping out of Repo’s grasp faster than the laughing mutant could catch him again, “Pizza’s still a’flowing, and Foot’s still a’kicking, so you know…”

“Business as usual?” Repo offered.

“Exactly!” Donatello clicked his tongue and winked, whisking Repo away for a private chat, “But there is a minor issue.” He gave the mantis man a quick rundown of the days affairs.

Repo considered, and then nodded. “Ah. Sounds like you got’s your hands full. Well, glad to say I can help ya wit’ at least one of your problems. Wait here.”

Repo disappeared back into the compound. Donnie leaned over to whisper in Donatello’s ear.

“How do you know him again?”

“He tricked me, I bug zapped him, he nearly trashed my tank in a Demolition Derby, you know how it is.”

Donnie really didn't know how it was, but he didn't want to ask. Repo returned soon, this time with a six foot tall box turtle in tow.

“Mikey!” Three brothers swarmed the youngest.

“My son.” Splinter raised a hand to touch Mikey’s face, then hesitated when he saw a tiny bundle of orange in his sons arms. “Oh…”

Mikey sniffled as he held the tiny, ginger kitten in the palm of his hand, petting his fingers through the happy tom cats fur. “Repo said I could keep him. I named him Klunk. With a K!”

Michelangelo gasped. “CUUUUUTE! Also, hugs!”

Michelangelo penetrated the wall of muscle to give Mikey a hug, which Mikey returned with a weak arm.

“Mikey, we can’t…” Leo started, but a sharp glare from Donnie made him hold his tongue.

The family started to usher Mikey away, now acutely aware of just how exposed they were out here; the rapidly rising Sun was doing them no favors. Mikey showed no resistance in following, and the rest of the turtles joined the congregation as they passed.

“I’m gonna give him so much cheese…” Mikey sniffled, not bothering to wipe his tears.

“Weee have cheese.” Donatello commented with a nod.

Leonardo laughed and gave Mikey a firm pat on the carapace. “Welcome to paradise, hermano. It’s great to have you back.”

#mutant town! #every Mikey deserves a Klunk #repo mantis has been busy #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #tmnt au #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #bay turtles

[amelinksanatomy]

scouts first birthday please

First Birthday

A/N: Thank you for the prompt! I'm sad we didn't see Scout turning one... I hope this is okay!

"Amelia, where did you put the smaller balloons?" Link asks, looking over his shoulder at Amelia who was sat on the floor wrapping the last of Scout's gifts.

"They should be in the bag with the other decorations."

Link continues rustling through the paper bag of various decorations Amelia had purchased for Scout's first birthday party, "They're not in here babe."

"What?" Amelia stands up and starts walking over to where he was stood, "No, no, no. Don't tell me I forgot them."

Amelia starts frantically pulling everything out of the bag before slumping down in the chair and putting her head in her hands. She stressfully rubs her forehead, "Great. Well. That's another thing I've screwed up as a Mom."

"Hey, hey. No, Ames, you haven't screwed anything up." Link says quietly, standing behind her and rubbing her shoulders comfortingly.

"Yes, I have. Scout loves balloons, it was the one thing I wanted to make sure we had." Amelia pouts as Link sits in the chair beside her and reaches out to take her hand, "We've got balloons, those big helium ones, he'll love those."

"I know but it's first birthday and I just wanted everything to be perfect."

"Babe, it will be perfect. You've gone above and beyond, he's gonna have so much fun. You are the best Mom, Amelia, I mean it. Scout is so lucky to have you. I will go out and grab some in a minute okay?" Link reassures, caressing her hand with his thumb.

Amelia glances around at the half decorated apartment and half wrapped pile of presents, "Can you believe our baby is gonna be one tomorrow?"

"I know. Seems like just yesterday I was nearly passing out in the stairwell after you told me you were pregnant." Link laughs, nudging her shoulder causing Amelia to smile "Well, in your defence, I did kind of drop that bomb out of nowhere and then run off so..."

"But, it turned out to be the best thing we ever did huh. We made a pretty amazing kid." Link smiles, squeezing her hand, "We did, he's perfect and I wouldn't change any of it."

The two pause in silence for a second, taking a moment to bask in the memories of the past year before Link looks over at her and smirks, "You wanna go make another one?"

Amelia rolls her eyes dramatically and smacks his chest, "Shut up."

--------------------------------

"Good morning, my sweet boy." Amelia says in her quiet baby voice as she walks into her sons nursery and sees him standing up in his crib, "Mama! Mama! Mama!"

Amelia holds her arms out as she walks towards him. Scout begins bouncing excitedly, holding onto the side of the crib and giggling. He'd been doing this every morning when Amelia comes to get him up for the last month but it makes her heart melt every time. Amelia smiles as she reaches into the crib and lifts Scout into her arms, holding him against her hip. She rocks him gently and places a kiss on his head, "Happy first birthday little man, I love you more than you're ever going to know."

Amelia sits down in the rocking chair placed in the corner of the nursery, adjusting Scout in her arms before opening her shirt to allow him to eat. She'd decided to start weaning him off of breastfeeding when he turned one since he was now only feeding once in the morning and one before he went to sleep. But, now it had come to that day, she was starting to get upset about it coming to an end. She'd loved having the time with him to be close and bond.

"You know," Amelia whispered, looking down at Scout as he ate, "This time a year ago, you were still in Mommy's belly. But, I had no idea that I was going to get to meet you that same day."

Scout stared up at her with his big blue eyes as she spoke and he fed, "I started having contractions when I got to work but I didn't think they were real since you'd scared us the same way the week before. Daddy wanted to take me on one last date before we had you. I said no because I wanted to keep doing surgery, of course. But then, a few hours later, my water broke and you were coming. Daddy was fixing our friend Richard so he couldn't be there when you were born but he met you very soon after. He was so in love with you from the second he saw you. So was I. When Carina put you on my chest for the first time, I could not stop crying at how perfect you were. When I heard you cry for the first time and I knew you were healthy... It was the best moment of my life. I just held you against me and stared at you for what felt like forever. You were such a surprise to me and your Daddy but, you are the best thing that could have ever happened to us buddy, we love you so much. Happy birthday baby."

Scout started to wriggle in her arms, "Oh, you finished angel?" she asks, pulling her shirt back over herself as she sat the baby up, listening to his sweet voice as he mumbled to himself.

"Let's go find Daddy and you can open your gifts, how's that sound?"

---------------------------------

"Dada! Toy!" Scout holds up the firetruck he'd just unwrapped towards Link, "Wow buddy! Now you have a firetruck to go with your ambulance!"

The living room was now covered in shredded wrapping paper, piles of toys and clothes and the balloons Scout had been fascinated by. Link had made them pancakes, Scout's new favorite, before all the gift unwrapping. Amelia had been sat on the couch, making sure to snap pictures of her baby's first birthday morning. It was only 10 A.M. and Amelia had already cried on three separate occasions.

Link had just taken Scout to his room to get him dressed. Of course, Amelia had laid out a pre-prepared outfit since Link has proved on multiple occasions in the past year that he is incapable of dressing Scout well, or at least, up to Amelia's standard.

"Here he is!" Link exclaims, walking back into the room holding Scout's hand as he waddles along beside him.

"Oh, look at you!" Amelia smiles widely, "Mommy's big boy, huh!"

Amelia lunges forward and lifts Scout into the air, spinning him around causing him to fall into a fit of giggles.

"You ready for your party sweetheart?" Amelia ruffles his hair, "You're gonna love it huh. Well, of course you are, you're gonna be the centre of attention!"

---------------------------------

"...Happy birthday to Scout, happy birthday to you!" the party sung in unison as Amelia holds Scout on her hip, standing across from Link as he held the cake.

Everyone cheered and clapped as Amelia helped Scout to blow out the candle. Scout, loving the attention he was getting, started clapping and bouncing on Amelia's hip. Every body in the room started cooing at how cute he was causing Scout to giggle ever harder. Amelia kissed her son's head gently as she looked over at Maggie, who she'd put in charge of filming this moment, to make sure she was still getting it.

In the split second Amelia had looked away, Scout lunged forward in her arms and plowed his hands into the cake. He was laughing as he pulled his tiny fists away, waving the handfuls of cake he had taken in the air.

Amelia gasps, her jaw falling open, "Oh my god! Baby, what did you do?" she asks, her baby voice making an appearance.

"Link! Why didn't you stop him?" Amelia pouts, "I wasn't looking! No one was looking and that's probably why he did it, huh bud, you wanted the attention!"

Scout giggles loudly and holds his cake filled hands in the air again as all their friends and family began laughing at him.

"Ames, don't worry he didn't do too much damage, we can still eat it." Link says, placing the cake down on the table and turning back to face Amelia just in time to see Scout reach a hand up and smoosh cake onto her face while he laughs, "Mama!"

Cake falls to the floor as Amelia's jaw drops open once more. She shoots Link a sharp look as he laughs.

"'Have a baby, it'll be great, best experience of your life' they said." Amelia says sarcastically, holding Scout tighter against her body and starts tickling his side as he falls into another fit of giggles, "They don't tell you about being caked by your own child!"

Maggie walks over, still holding her phone up to catch this all on video before turning it off and putting it down on the table. She laughs and holds her hands out to Scout, "Here, ill get him cleaned up while you... get yourself..." Amelia rolls her eyes and nods, handing Scout over to his aunt.

As she walks away, Link smirks at Amelia as she takes a napkin and begins wiping her face. Link leans in to kiss her, wrapping his arms around her back. Amelia pouts as he pulls away, "Well, this really didn't go to plan."

"Oh babe, look, he's having a great time." the parents look over to where Scout was sat playing with his new toys happily, sharing them with Leo and Mer's kids. He was laughing and smiling and clapping his hands in the air, "You did a great job with the party and he's loved the attention. He's just starting to become his own little person."

"He is. Our perfect little one year old."

#amelink #amelink fanfics #amelinkfanfics #amelink fics #amelinkfics #amelink fic #amelia and link #link and amelia #amelink baby #amelink fanfic #amelia x link #amelia shepherd and atticus lincoln #amelia shepherd #atticus lincoln #atticus link #greys fics #grey's anatomy #greys

[skylarmoon71]

AU Leonardo x Blind Murdock Reader (TMNT 2014/2016)- Chapter 8 (A)

“Pizza!!!”

Mikey tosses a slice, and you just step to the side as it falls flat on the floor. The orange clad turtle lets out a loud gasp, over dramatic. You just roll your eyes.

“Can you for a minute just pretend that you know, maybe I’m blind and I’d appreciate it if you placed the food on a plate like a normal person?”

Donnie nods. “I apologize on Mikey’s behalf, sometimes he forgets. I guess we all do.”

Donnie lets out a little snort, and you laugh. “I’m touched, still. Don’t throw food Mikey, it’s rude.”

“Man, you’re like a bossy little sister.” Mikey comments. You can’t stop the smile that graces your lips this time. It doesn’t fail to warm your heart when they make statements like that. To Mikey, it may not seem like much, but to you it means the world that they actually consider you family. Raph walks up from behind you, resting his hand on your head, giving a quick pat.

“Hey kid.” He knows that title annoys you, that’s why he does it. There’s probably a stupid smirk on his stupid face. It’s then that you really think about something.

“Your face…” You have absolutely no idea what they really look like. Apart your morphed view of what the world looks like, you don’t have an actual visual.

“What’s that?” Donnie is sipping on a juicebox, and he just barely hears what you mutter.

“I have no idea what you guys look like.” you say solemnly.

“Umm, I could be wrong but isn’t that how blindness works.” Mikey gets a tap on his head from Raph at the remark.

That sparks Donnie’s interest. 

“You’re right, why didn’t I think of this before!” he rushes to stand right in front of you. “Feel my face!” you take a small step back at his excitement.

“Uhh are you sure?” You’d never really tested that theory, and it was kind of weird asking to feel around someone’s face.

“Yes! According to what I’ve recorded on your abilities, you assess most of what you internalize is done kinesthetically. Therefore you should gain a very decent mental picture from the feel of our facial structure. Please, begin. “ Donnie really was a scientist.

You take a seat, and Donnie is beaming with excitement. When you reach out cautiously, you don’t know why you’re so hesitant. Maybe it’s the fact that no one’s ever asked such a thing of you. The minute your hands make contact, your body straightens and you marvel at the feel of his skin. It’s a bit rough, but also smooth, and the image that’s slowly building in your mind, you can almost see him. Your fingers nudge the glasses perched on his face, and you apologize, but you're grinning just as wide as Donnie because it’s been years.

The only other person that you’ve ever felt is your father. Donnie's smile drops slowly when he sees the tears now rolling down your cheeks.

“A-Are you okay!!”

He’s concerned that possibly he crossed a line. You hate this and he’s forced you into something. The smile doesn’t leave and you pitch forward, wrapping your hands around his neck. Donnie’s confused. You seem happy, but you're still crying.

“Thank you Donnie..” you whisper. It’s then that it hits him, and he smiles too, returning your embrace.

“You don’t have to thank me.”

One by one, you take chances, you’re shocked that even Raph agrees to let you touch his face. Your fingers dance along his nose, down to the scar. The mental picture of Raph is pretty handsome, and maybe somewhat rough. You guess his face fits his personality perfectly. You poke his nose, letting out a giggle. This particular feature is so cute, you can’t help it.

“You’re really enjoying yourself aren’t you.” sarcasm is expected.

“Definitely.”

“What are you guys doing?” It’s at that moment Leo walks in. You pull away, fidgeting with your fingers

“(Y/N) was touching our face so she can tell what we look like, Donnie says it works!!” Leo's gaze refocuses on you at the explanation, and your face turns red. You can feel his gaze just boring into you. Even without sight. “Is that so..” the way he says it, almost contemplative. Somehow thinking of touching him, it erupts a completely different feeling.

You don’t know what to say, or do stop your own erratic heartbeat. It’s so loud, to the point that you feel like you’ll get a headache.

The beeping from Donnie’s machine’s catch everyone’s attention.

“Thank you..” you mutter. Saved by the beep.

“Looks like we have a busy night, gear up.” Nods around the room, and you’re already moving into fight mode. You keep an extra pair of clothing at the lair, just for moments like this. Good thing too. You’re heading for Donnie’s room to grab the outfit. As you buzz pass, you feel the air, and you can tell that it’s Leo you dodge on the way over. He doesn’t say much, just watches, and you guess that’s why you’re a bit nervous. You try to ignore it, if nothing but to keep your body from reacting to him.

“It’s gonna be a tough night.”

You already know.

~~~~~

By the time you make it back your knuckles are sore. Mikey and Raph are as energetic as ever. They seemed more hyper than when you left. You dodge a ball that Raph tosses to the orange clad turtle. You just lift your hands with a ‘really’ look.

“I knew you’d avoid it. “

Sure he did.

“(Y/N), your knuckles are bleeding. “ Donnie notes, removing his goggles a bit concerned. You’ve figured as much. You can smell the faint scent of iron in the air.

“It’s fine, it doesn't even hurt.” That’s not enough to convince him.

“Let’s get that cleaned up. “ Leo walks into the room, and you guessed he’s heard from around the corner.

“Yeah, Leo’s amazing when it comes to injuries!!”

Mikey shouts a bit too enthusiastically. Poor Leo, with the way the youngest turtle was so reckless, it must be a regular thing. You kind of want to deny him. Being alone with him, it’s not something you think you’ll be able to handle. But you don’t have a choice. If you refuse, the rest of them may realize that something’s up, and you really don’t want his brothers in on what’s going on with you two.

“S-Sure.” That was a terribly unsteady response.

So you followed Leo, and he didn’t say a word the entire walk to his room. He opened the door for you to walk in, and you did. Standing a bit awkwardly at the center. Leo smiles from his spot, moving and taking your arm gently as he guides you to the bed. His touch is so soft, and far different from the ones you’re given on a daily basis when individuals try to help you cross the street, or get up a flight of stairs. He’s actually holding your hand, and you love the warmth. You take a seat, and Leo moves to get a few things.

“I think this is the second time that I’ve had to patch you up. I’m starting to think you’re getting hurt on purpose. Just so you can get me alone.”

There’s a playful teasing in his voice, and although you know he’s not being serious, you blush. Leo notices, and he’s come to realize that the sight makes him a bit nervous as well. Lately everything you did affected him. Your head lowers, and you’re picking at your dark pants.

“Sorry, I’m sorry if I’m making things awkward between us.” Leo walks over, and there’s a little bit of defeat in his words.

He rests the items down, moving closer. He stops when he’s just a few feet away, and you have to assume it’s because he thinks that’s what you want.

“The last time we spoke I assumed and I didn’t even ask if it was something you’d be interested in exploring. I didn’t give you a chance to tell me what you feel and I realize that must be the reason you’re always so tense around me now. “

That’s far from the reason. You aren’t uncomfortable, just a bit stunned.

After his little confession you started going over everything, and you realized that until now, you’ve never really opened up to anyone. You’ve distanced yourself to keep from experiencing anymore pain. The worst way to live. So when Leo said those things, it threw you off. You weren’t sure how to respond, because at some point you’ve come to care for him so much, and the prospect of him returning those feelings was horrifying.

“I’m not uncomfortable, and you didn’t just assume Leo.” His head lifts.

“Leo I...I haven’t had a very good opinion of myself for as long as I can recall. Until now I’ve..I think I’ve hated myself. That’s why I couldn’t believe it when you said those things, I didn’t want to because I feel like I don’t deserve it. “

“(Y/N) you deserve far more!” you smiled at the indignation in his voice.

“The way you treat me, talk to me...It makes me believe that. That’s why I need time Leo. I just think I can’t fully get into something with someone when I’m still learning to love myself. I need a chance, because the way I feel about you, I want to keep it for as long as I possibly can. “ Leo moves in, and he hesitates for a while, but then eventually, his palms rest on your cheek. You close your eyes, entranced.

“I don’t care how long I have to wait (Y/N). If it’s guaranteed that I get even a chance to be with you, then I’ll wait for as long as I have to. “

It’s not going to be easy, but you're thankful. For Leo, his brothers. Everything that has led to this point. Given you a chance to trust again.

#tmnt leonardo #leo x reader #fluff #fights #care #family #raphael #tmnt donatello #michelangelo #splinter #blindreader #tmnt 2014 #TMNT love #teenage mutant ninja turtles #loss #pain #hurt #Self accepectance #understanding #brothers #friendship #friends to lovers #crimefighters #crime #mature #feelings #shy

[everywhereallofthetime]

Some Girl ... Part 12

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: None.

// * // * //

Sunday / July 25th

After talking before bed the night before, Charlotte and Shawn agreed that he would ride with her, Jonah, and Mackenzie to Elisa and Jack’s. It didn’t make sense for them to take two vehicles to the same place. Shawn said he’d walk over and grab coffee on the way. Make a good first impression, he had chuckled, although Charlotte could hear the truth within his words.

Shawn arriving early would give him, Jonah, and Mackenzie a chance to meet and get to know one another a little before they joined everyone else. They would talk over coffee and after Sebastian woke from his morning nap and nursed, they would leave for brunch.

Charlotte nearly swooned when she opened the door for Shawn.

His skin was bronzed and glowing, having spent so much time outside over the past week. His hair had lightened a shade as well, and whatever products he had put in it that morning had his curls and waves behaving beautifully.

He was wearing white jean shorts with a brown belt, a trim-fit, navy blue button-down with the first few buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up, and brown Vans with blue accents.

“Good morning, babe,” she beamed. She hated how only one day away from him had suddenly become too long.

“Good morning,” he grinned back, wrapping the arm of his free hand around her and snuggling her tightly to him. He breathed her in. It had been only one day but he had deeply missed the soft scent of her.

When they eased out of their hug, Charlotte ran the open placket of Shawn’s shirt between her thumb and forefinger. “You look so handsome,” she smiled. “I love you in blue.”

“Thank you, darling. You are as beautiful as always.”

Charlotte was wearing a white, short-sleeve, off the shoulder blouse and white and navy blue striped shorts. She noticed that her outfit complimented his perfectly.

“Are you ready to meet my brother and his fiancée?”

“I hope so,” he chuckled.

She linked her hand with his which wasn’t carrying their coffee and together they walked further into the condo. Jonah and Mackenzie had been sitting at the kitchen island but stood when Charlotte and Shawn entered the room.

Before any introductions could be made, Mackenzie breathed, “Oh my God, you two are adorable.”

“I swear, we did not discuss what we were going to wear today,” Charlotte laughed.

“It’s perfect,” Mackenzie giggled, “I love it.”

Charlotte introduced Shawn to Jonah and Mackenzie.

Jonah gave Shawn a once-over when they shook hands. He was tall, fit, and clean-cut, with a strong jawline and five visible tattoos. He was very attractive. Any man secure enough in who they were could admit when another man was attractive.

Mackenzie, on the other hand, gave Shawn a thorough head to toe.

Charlotte was used to women reacting favorably to Shawn, and she also knew it was something that was always going to happen with him being who he was. Even if the person didn’t know who he was, aside from being a global popstar, he was simply an incredibly attractive man. In any case, Charlotte had no true claim on Shawn. Besides, Mackenzie was happily engaged to Jonah; Charlotte knew she meant no harm or disrespect.

They all sat together at the dining room table with their coffees. Charlotte took a sip of Shawn’s coffee and instead of giving it back to him, she handed him hers.

“Babe,” he chuckled.

“Yours is better.”

“It also has a lot more caffeine,” he tittered.

She took a couple of additional sips and then, somewhat reluctantly, handed it back to him, reclaiming her own.

Charlotte looked at Jonah and Mackenzie’s amused expressions, and explained, “Too much caffeine isn’t good for Bash.”

“I started reading What to Expect: the First Year after I met Charlotte and Bash for the first time,” Shawn admitted, blushing.

“What? I didn’t know that,” Charlotte breathed, astonished. Shawn shrugged nonchalantly. “Why are you so fucking cute?” she smirked, briefly cupping his face, stroking the pad of her thumb along his cheekbone.

Jonah didn’t say so out loud, but that was something truly admirable. Not many male friends of a single mother would bother to take the time to do that. Hell, not many boyfriends would.

“How old are you, Shawn?” Jonah wondered. Shawn was already proving himself to be quite mature, but he still looked relatively young.

“I’ll be 23 in two weeks.”

“August 8th,” Charlotte offered.

“Leo,” Mackenzie tacked on. “And Charlie, you’re an Aquarius?” she asked. “February?”

“The 4th,” Shawn said, with a nod.

Mackenzie simply smiled in an all-knowing sort of way.

“Are you originally from Toronto?” Jonah asked Shawn.

“Born and raised in Pickering. Graduated from Pine Ridge.”

“I have a buddy who went to Pine Ridge. Played varsity hockey.”

“I played hockey. And soccer and basketball, too. I was in drama and the glee club. I also did Leadership Camp every year except my last.”

“Did you go to college?” Mackenzie asked.

“No. I was too busy touring…”

Jonah looked confused. “Excuse me?”

Shawn looked at Charlotte. Jonah and Mackenzie noticed that an entire conversation seemed to pass between them without words.

“I don’t meet very many people who don’t already know who I am,” Shawn said.

“Should we know who you are?” Mackenzie asked.

“Not necessarily. Not by sight anyway. Maybe not at all. You may know some of my music.”

At that moment they all heard Sebastian through the baby monitor. It wasn’t the ideal time for him to have woken up.

Charlotte frowned. “I would say, hold that thought, but...”

“It’s all right. Go,” Shawn smiled reassuringly.

She stood from the table and ran her fingers through the little curls at the nape of his neck. “May as well get it out of the way, babe.” Just before Charlotte entered the nursery, she said, “Alexa, play Shawn Mendes.”

// * // * //

The moment Charlotte returned after nursing, she heard Jonah ask, “Elisa and Jack, and everyone, you’ve met them already? We’re not springing any surprises on them?”

“He met them last weekend,” Charlotte answered.

“Hi buddy!” Shawn beamed at Sebastian.

Sebastian was already reaching for Shawn when Charlotte handed him over. “All except Valerie. And she is very excited to meet him today.”

Jonah could easily see that Shawn and Sebastian had already bonded, and he really liked that Shawn was thoughtful, sweet to, and respectful of his sister. They made a good match, even if they weren’t officially together in any capacity more than friendship.

“How did it go?” Charlotte asked, looking from Shawn to Jonah and Mackenzie. “You’re cool?” she said to her brother and his fiancée.

“We’re cool,” Mackenzie smiled.

“I always expect everyone to immediately recognize him.” Charlotte turned to Mackenzie, “I was anticipating having to have a conversation with you yesterday when you saw the picture of us on the console table.”

“What picture?” Shawn asked.

Charlotte retrieved the photo and brought it back to Shawn.

“Aw babe, I want a copy of this.” Sebastian tried to grasp the frame and bring it to his mouth. “Really, little man? Everything has to go straight into your mouth, eh?”

“I thought you might,” she smiled and pulled from her pocket the coolest flash drive keychain he had ever seen. “All of the photos from the zoo are on it. You can keep whichever ones you want and delete the rest.”

“This is amazing. Thank you, darling,” he said, grinning brightly, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“Should we get going then?”

// * // * //

Charlotte’s family was ecstatic when she and Shawn, with Sebastian in his arms, arrived at brunch with Jonah and Mackenzie.

As Jonah was swept up in hugs and excited chatter, Shawn whispered encouragingly to Mackenzie, “Try not to feel overwhelmed. You’re marrying into an incredible family.”

Mackenzie squeezed Shawn’s forearm. “Thank you, Shawn.”

Jonah introduced Mackenzie, who was eagerly and enthusiastically welcomed.

Everyone was happy to see Shawn as well. They adored him almost as much as Charlotte did, which settled warmly in her chest.

The only one who hadn’t met Shawn yet was Valerie, and with the tiniest nod from Charlotte in her direction, she finally approached, greeting her cousin with a bright smile and a hug.

Charlotte squeezed her back, quick and tight. “I’m happy you’re here.” She then took Sebastian from Shawn and introduced him to Valerie.

She and Shawn could both see how excited Valerie was to meet him, but she did an admirable job keeping her composure, which was good. She needed to get used to Shawn being around.

Elisa swept by and snatched Sebastian from Charlotte’s arms and yelled over her shoulder at the trio, “Go eat!”

// * // * //

Once stomachs were full and minds were mimosa-relaxed, and when Jonah had the chance to step away from the whirlwind of aunts, uncles, and cousins, first making sure Mackenzie felt comfortable enough for him to do so, he went looking for Shawn.

He found him with his sister, of course; they were practically joined at the hip after all. They were cleaning up the kitchen, laughing so hard about God knows what that they were wheezing.

“So this is where the real party is. Clean up. Who knew?” Once Shawn and Charlotte had a chance to catch their breath, Jonah asked, “Do you play pool, Shawn?”

Charlotte gave Shawn a look that said, I warned you this might happen.

Shawn just smirked at Charlotte before turning to Jonah to say, “I’m better at ping pong than pool, but sure.”

“Great.” He then said to Charlotte, “I’ll get him back to you before you know it.” She softly bit her bottom lip and blushed.

The two young men headed downstairs to the rec room.

After the break and when they had each had one turn, Shawn said, “Charlotte told me you would want to talk, man to man.”

“No pretext then, eh?”

“What are my intentions with your sister?”

“We’ll get there,” Jonah chuckled. “How long have you and Charlie known each other?”

“Not long. Less than anyone might expect. We’ve never been outright asked and we’ve always sort of skirted around the specifics.”

“Why?”

Shawn nervously ran his hand though his hair. “Because it’s kind of ridiculous and we’re afraid we’ll be judged for it.”

Jonah was both curious and apprehensive. He waited until after Shawn took his next shot, sinking one ball, but not the next. He was hoping Shawn would offer more on his own, which he did as Jonah took his turn.

“I don’t know how you felt when you met Mackenzie for the first time, but Charlotte and I... It was immediate, the connection we made. She was heaven-sent when I needed someone the most.”

“And when was that? I’m asking outright.”

Shawn’s cheeks reddened. “A week ago.”

“Wait. Hold on.”

Shawn looked at Jonah in a way which said, now you know why we skirt around it.

“Okay. Reserving my judgement. Go on.”

Shawn continued, telling Jonah about where, when, and how he met Charlotte, and how their lives have intertwined since then. He took a deep breath before saying, “You know how you hear about ‘love at first sight’ and ‘when you know, you know?’ It’s like that with us. I mean, not exactly. We’re not in love,” he blushed. “But there’s deep affection and appreciation between us. She’s the most honest and accepting person I know. She’s sweet, and she’s kind, and I know I can place my faith and trust in her.”

“Forgive me for asking, but I have to. I have to watch out for my sister. I’m sure you understand, having a younger sister yourself... You’re not looking for a rebound or taking advantage of her in any way, are you?”

“Wow. Blunt. But I appreciate that. If you know Charlotte at all, she doesn’t let anyone take advantage of her... And with who I am, I have to be careful that I’m not the one being taken advantage of.”

“I didn’t even consider that,” Jonah said, thoughtfully.

“Regardless, no. I care about her too much. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.”

“Has Charlie told you much about Booker?”

“I know that she loved him, and she said he was good to her when he was around, but she also used the words 'complicated', 'reckless', and 'dangerous'. I haven’t pressed her for more. We don't really talk about our exes.

“She hasn’t asked me about my ex aside from wondering how I’m doing. I know Charlotte would tell me about Booker if I asked, but I would rather have her offer to tell me when she feels ready to. It doesn’t seem to matter much though because, as far as I understand, he hasn’t even tried to reach out since she left him. Which is a dick move, by the way. If I had a son, I’d do anything to be in his life; never mind what kind of relationship I had with his mother.

“We’ll have those conversations when we’re ready, or when we need to.” Shawn then said, “She misses you a lot, you know. You should really make an effort to come back to Toronto more often. And Bash is going to grow up so fast. You don’t want to miss that.”

“I like your integrity,” Jonah said. “And I like you. I like you for Charlie.”

“We’re-”

“Just friends, I know. Still. You care for her. She cares for you. I like how you treat her and my nephew. I see how you watch out for them. I hope you’re in their lives for a long time, whether you stay only friends or someday it turns into something more.”

// * // * //

Part 13

#shawn mendes #shawn peter raul mendes #shawn mendes fanfic #shawn mendes fic #shawn mendes fiction #shawn mendes fluff

[morkofday]

thank you once again @yibobibo​ for tagging me ♥ even if, like I said, this is pure torture. I have so many sons that I’ve given up on counting them sigh but here goes.

favourite male fictional characters.

I took it that this meant ten so am going with that (tho am not gonna try and put them into order). am also sticking to all the characters I loved this year. and gonna ramble and add gifs so cutting it here. 

1. Liu Sang

The Lost Tomb Reboot/Reunion: The Sound of The Providence

I have so much love for this boy it’s not even healthy. it’s a bit funny tho bc once I started tltr, I didn’t really like him and almost forgot about him as the first season ended. he just felt so annoying and bitter in what I saw him, even if I did get that he had a Tragic BackstoryTM (I felt for him but well. tltr really made him hard to like at first). but then they brought him back in the second season with his sad puppy eyes and inability to handle his thoughts on wu xie and being all touch-starved and pitiful and whatnot and baam, I had the adoption papers ready. he’s wonderful and so strong and so smart and amazing. and liu chang as his actor has been wonderful (and he’s so pretty my god, have you seen him??)

2. Shen Wei

Guardian

never did I expect to just. fall into this hole after a year? I remember what a mess I was when I first watched guardian over a year ago, right after finishing the untamed. I was in shambles even as I knew how it would end. and now I’ve done this all again while also reading the novel and. my love for shen wei, especially bc it’s zhu yilong acting as shen wei? astronomical. I want to write poetry about him and his stupid responsibilities that he chooses to carry silently and his devotion to zhao yunlan and his love for his ppl and his didi and. I hope that one day I manage to write weilan bc I have this one idea and you can come pry it from my cold, dead fingers if it doesn’t get out there (am also super happy about the edit I made bc my god does he deserve at least that)

3. Cloud Strife

Final Fantasy VII

ok so stepping into the video games territory now. I was waiting for the remake like crazy and it was everything to me once the quarantine hit during spring. the game is so beautiful and I felt like I looked at this gorgeous boy once and was ready to give him my heart (tbh am quite sure he owned my heart before I even learned to know him). he is tragic in so many ways (I’ve only scratched the surface of all of his pain I know) and I wish I could just. hug him a lot. he is kind and cares very deeply even if he hates to show it and I love it how remake showed him also just being a human disaster (some of his scenes are just. peak comedy). I would kill for his smile (I have already cried for it a dozen)

4. Geralt of Rivia

The Witcher (The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt)

if there’s one grumpy, brickwall of a man I love, it’s geralt. I affectionately call him “papa wolf” while playing witcher 3 and his voice in it does things to me (I am just so fond of him ok, begone you dirty fuckers). I got introduced to him through the books and adored him in them bc he is so prickly and sarcastic and still so full of love even if he will never admit to it. he is the father figure I wish I could have in real life. (and yes, I’ve seen the tv series (or at least a couple of the first episodes) and it looks stunning but. this is my version of geralt and that’s the hill I will die on)

5. Xiaoge

Zhang Qiling, Daomu Biji (The Lost Tomb 2)

(wow finding a gif for him was a pain, apparently I gotta learn how to gif or?) ah, my dear boy who I’ve ended up just calling xiaoge bc he seems to prefer it over his real name/title/whatever zhang qiling really is. I got introduced to him through tltr where we really didn’t get to know that much about him bc he was just... there. huang junjie was absolutely stunning tho and his soft smiles made me super fond, but only in the lost tomb 2 did I really fall in love with xiaoge as a character. I was surprised tbh bc I didn’t expect it to be this drama? I had so many doubts about the cast in tlt2 but they all delivered! and I think cheng yi’s xiaoge is now my favorite bc he somehow captured that softness and the pain of him? (and we do not talk about that buxun storyline tyvm) tho now that ultimate note is on the way, I gotta say that xiao yuliang does a wonderful job as xiaoge too!

6. Wu Xie

Daomu Biji (Ultimate Note)

(sorry we have to go with a pingxie gif now but maybe it’s only fitting) tbh it’s hard to choose my favorite version of wu xie. I think all of the actors for him have done amazing job showing wu xie in different parts of his life (all of them are very distinct but still feel like the same person) but currently zheng shunxi takes the lead. I really wanted to put the reboot version of him here (bc I love that mature, relaxed and somehow very soft version of him and the angst is phenomenal and the thoughts he has about death... yeah) but I already have zhu yilong’s face here once so :’D wu xie is just one of those characters you cannot not like. he is so strong, so kind, so stubborn, so wonderfully stupid sometimes and in need of careful protection. I also adore it how smart he is and I could listen to him spew history facts for 10 hours straight (even if it was in a tomb full of blood zombies) ♥

7. Jiang Cheng

Jiang Wanyin, The Untamed

my darling boy! my beautiful angry grape! I love him beyond words. I love him in all of his raging, misunderstood, stupid, sassy, constipated, abused, tragic, bitter, big hearted glory. I could write novels about him (and I did and am still writing oh boy) and his love for ppl and his inability to show that love and his loneliness and his issues. I could also write another novel for all of his outfits etc. bc damn, what a fashion king. he is just so great. he owns my soul. he deserves happiness and in this essay I will

8. Isana Yashiro

Adolf K. Weismann, K Project

I rewatched k project this spring bc a) it’s one of my favorite animes ever (it just looks stunning with all the colors) and b) I love yashiro to bits. I remember falling in love with him when I first watched k project many years ago bc he was just so kind and bright. this time though, I ended up seeing another side of him and my god did I cry. he is... so sweet. he cares for others so deeply and is ready to sacrifice so much for them and his love for his two clansmen... yeah. I think I finally saw the tragedy of him too, all the pain and loneliness and insecurity he decides to hide behind his smile and obnoxious personality. he reminded me a lot of myself and watching him made my heart bleed in a good way

9. Qi Tiezui

Ba Ye, The Mystic Nine

(wow am going to riot for the lack of all the gifs hhh) yes, we’re continuing with the dmbj universe that sucked me in big time this year. the drama of the mystic nine wasn’t probably that earth shattering for me as it somehow got boring more than once but I did love ba ye to bits. he was just... so nice? I got it that he was somehow this “comedic relief” in the drama with all of his funny scenes and ridiculous mannerisms but I could see the brilliance of him. he is warm and smart and kind of a romantic too and he cares for all of his friends so deeply? it was also sweet how protective of him his two zhangs were (does that run in the family? the tendency to imprint into one smart but disastrous man and keep him safe? maybe) and I really hope I knew more about him bc he seemed to have a lot of knowledge and a lot of impact to ppl’s lives (I yelled when they mentioned him in ultimate note, I miss him ;;)

10. Dorian Pavus

Dragon Age Inquisition

(yes I’ve been replaying DA:I this year, this counts!) another darling boy! my lovely sass master son! I have so much love for him and his story in DA:I. he is my favorite companion (and his romance is my favorite too, probably obvious in the way am currently romancing him for the third time) and he has given me a lot of strength. the way he stands up against his father, how he’s ready to reform his homeland instead of walking away, how he’s so caring for those he sees struggling... it’s very warming and I feel like I’m safe with him. it feels a bit silly to say that but he really is that comfort character I will seek out when I just want to know am doing fine :’) (and I am so excited to see him again in DA4! probably?)

+ 11. Li Cu

Tomb of the Sea

yes I cheated a bit (with my own rules lol) to fit li cu here. I didn’t really expect to like him or tomb of the sea as much as I did once I started it? I’ve seen leo wu elsewhere before this (battle through the heavens, nirvana in fire) and his face always makes me think about a sad puppy so maybe I just grew fond over li cu instantly bc he was... so hurt? the first episode really slaps you in the face with all of it, showing him being abused, wounded, kidnapped, tortured, used and then just very, very scared and broken. he continues being that throughout the whole drama and I feel like tomb of the sea (or sand sea or sha hai idk) is the darkest and angstiest story in the dmbj universe. I know it deserves to be bc this is a dark time for wu xie but... my darling li cu. I wish him only happiness ;; he was so strong and smart and wonderful in this and it was just so amazing to watch him grow and find his own place in the world just bc he did something himself (even when he got dragged into all of this bc of wu xie) also I support the wu xie adopts li cu -agenda

Honorary mentions: 

Zhang Rishan, Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi from DMBJ universe. The Twin Jades of Gusu and Ouyang Zizhen from The Untamed. The Iron Bull and Fenris from Dragon Age games. Thane Krios, Kaidan Alenko and Jaal from Mass Effect games. The whole lot of Assassin’s Creed protagonists (especially Ezio Auditore and Shay Cormac). Adam Parrish and Ronan Lynch from The Raven Cycle. Neil Josten from All For The Game. Eduon and March from The Smoke Thieves. Qiling from L.O.R.D. Critical World. Luo Fei from Detective L (played by Bai Yu). 

well, with this I can really see that I have a thing for those who are tragic :’D I have a thing for grumpy, prickly and antisocial guys or those who hide their pain behind a smile. maybe it’s bc I am somehow both, even if I can’t show my anger or be mean to others and even if I feel like my smile never sticks either. I just find kinship in all of the characters who are on this list. and I feel like I aspire to be as strong and as kind and as loving despite all the pain I’ve been put through.  

thank you, this was so much fun! and sorry I made this so long and so complicated ^^’ but well, there are just way too many male characters I love haha

at the end I want to tag @i-am-just-a-kiddo​ @ashenwren​ @kholran​ @tiesanjiao​ @lan-xichens​ @aheartfullofjolllly​ @manhasetardis​ and @lzswy​​ ♥ feel free to do this in your own way or not at all! and thank you if you managed to read through my rambling :’D

#tag game #wow this was something #i've been waiting for one #bc there is so much love in me #and this year i've discovered so many #new characters to just gush over #about me #random #edit: added a few characters #and tagged some more ppl sorry #also mobile tumblr wouldnt let me edit so lol

[morphituu]

Milagro

Chapter 22: Rehearsals 

Ch: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 

“Maaaama, mi amore- say mama,” Callie encouraged, her shirt clasped in Leo’s hold and a wide smile clamped around a melting teething chewy. The round, golden eyes locked on Callie still glimmered with unshed tears after waking from a nap following a sharp tooth breaking through his gums, but now his short legs kicked excitedly when she squealed like he after some numbing gel was lathered across his swollen pads.

“Oh my osito,” she sang, giggling when his staticky voice spiked into an excited shriek after she laid him across her chest. With any luck he'd catch the last of his afternoon nap and not completely derail his schedule the night before they left him. With one hand rhythmically patting his bottom in tune with a gentle song she hummed, the nails of her other dragged down his thick stripe of sandy colored locks, thick and tangled as hers always was.

Leo’s sleepy growls wound down to soft grunts, his little mouth pursing when he sucked on his tongue.

Her bottom lip quivered. To think she'd go four days without kissing this face or hearing his voice almost made her call off their already brief honeymoon despite desperately needing the break, not to mention the alone time she so craved from her husband to be. Quickies were fun in the moment, but when she'd have to walk right back out and balance Leo on her hip and a stack of laundry and dishes in the other arm, the yearn for a quiet, post-sex cuddle session resounded loudly in her bones.

“You know we’ll be back, right Leonardo? You won't even notice us you'll have so much fun with abuela y abuelo,” she smiled, recalling all of the toys Oleg had gone out to purchase in preparation for his grandson's extended visit, excitedly sending pictures to Nick every time he found something new.

Callie giggled, her eyes drifting up. She gasped softly, looking down at Leo. “Guess who's back?”

Her door swung open and Leo’s head craned back to find Nick placing their contribution to the dinner at her feet, a smile spreading across his gummy face immediately.

“What's with those sad eyes?” Nick pouted, reaching for Leo.

“His tooth broke through,” she handed him over, their son rubbing his tired eyes against Nick’s chest after being leaned into the crook of his beefy arm. Nick groaned, rubbing Leo’s back.

“I feel bad we're taking off right when this starts,”

“Me too,” Callie sighed, pushing her messy hair back from her face. “I keep rethinking it,”

Nick’s head lifted with a pout. “You don't wanna go anymore then?”

She exhaled loudly, shaking her head. “I really wanna go but I don't think the guilt will go away so I just gotta suck it up and deal with it,”

“We’ll only be a few hours away,” he reassured, a comforting squeeze left on her knee before he carried Leo to the backseat. Nick wiggled his face between Leo’s round cheek and shoulder to elicit bubbly giggles, his affections unyielding even after his son was safely strapped in his seat again, not until Callie reminded him that they were needed elsewhere.

A final squish of his cheeks, and Nick was off to the drivers seat again.

“Let’s do this,” he chimed, the dark clubmasters hiding the excited glint in his yellow eyes.

The weather was ideal for the windows to stay down, a soft breeze drifting through the cab that neither worried about overwhelming Leo as long as the traffic stayed this slow, but neither minded that, either. Nothing- not even that Callie’s dress had been delivered with a rip in the seam, could dampen their moods that day.

For weeks, more notably the sleepless nights they'd planned this and endless trial and error from music to food to seating, keeping enough excitement alive until their day came, and through rejections from churches that deemed their union unholy to now having a backyard wedding at his parents that a shocking number of family wasn't arriving to, they were here, the day before their wedding, and Callie couldn't shake the warmth that had held in her cheeks all day.

The butterflies fluttered about her stomach, bubbling in her throat when she tried to speak. As usual he held her hand while they drove, but now more than ever he toyed with her singular ring that would soon have it’s pair. When they stood in line to pick up Leo’s fitted outfit, he brought her decorated hand up to his lips to kiss shamelessly before the humans that rolled their eyes in disgust, further stirring the churning excitement before she leaned into his side to hide her blush.

Callie’s head landed against his arm rested over the center console, his big hand landing on her leg. Nick kissed her head while he drove, his thumb tracing the supple skin of her freckled thigh.

Callie grinned then. “I hope this song plays tomorrow,” she noted the raunchy beat bumping softly through the speakers.

Nick snorted. “Someone's uncle is gonna grind on someone's aunt,”

She giggled harmoniously, her face rotating in to hide against his bicep. Nick egged her on, the dirty comments flushing her cheeks and leaving her breathless as they drove leisurely along the backroads. At red lights he made it a point to steal kisses, his hand leaving the steering wheel to hold her jaw when a taste of her tongue became too tempting to refuse. They were honked at a few times, but Nick blew them off, telling his pretty fiancée “this is why we should've put the cans on the truck today”.

Their bantering settled enough to let silence pass between them, listening to Leo babble against his crinkly blanket or exclaim when he caught sight of himself in the mirror.

“Did Ward tell you what you guys are doing tonight?” she asked, pulling her hair over her shoulder when it whipped before her face.

“He won’t even give me a hint,” Nick huffed, endlessly worried they’d end up at a strip bar. “What about Rosie?”

“Just a girls night at her house,” she shrugged, hiding her excitement. A night to kick back with her feet up and gossip? With unproblematic people? It’s fucking paradise, she’d clarified to Nick when he was confused as to why bachelorette parties weren’t rambunctious like the mens. “I’m not drinking until the reception though,”

“Is it the Orkish champagne?”

She moaned, her eyes closing as saliva pooled in her mouth. “Forget the food, just hand me another glass of it when mine is empty,”

“One glass will have you on your ass, mama,” he reminded, peeking at her from over his clubmasters.

“Good thing my husband will be there to carry me away from the judging eyes of the public,” she said, her chin balancing on his shoulder as he pulled into his parents' driveway. The street was lined with their guests, the chatter from the backyard heard over their engine.

“Only because my wife is the fairest in all of LA,”

She pouted. “Just LA?”

“Who even matters outside of LA?” he asked.

“You’re right.” She leaned in for a quick kiss.

The pair went about gathering Leo from his seat and his numerous bags they’d store tonight in preparation for the following day, including a bouncer and swing. He was excited as ever when Callie lifted him from behind the buckles, the teething toy in his grasp. It took only three months for Leo to reach a girth that Callie could carry on her hip like a six month old, his head unwaveringly steady and held upright as he learned the world around him. Their pediatrician warned he’d fly through milestones faster than they could record, so when Leo started angrily gnawing on their hands and crying through the night, it took them some time to figure out he was simply teething when they’d normally not expect it until later. Moments were cherished with greater excitement after they realized how quickly Leo was growing, and how brief this baby stage would be.

It wasn’t until they’d at last received the results of his genetics test were they able to find some peace of mind knowing when he’d hit a year, this rapid aging would slow drastically.

Being seventy-six percent Orc meant doctors felt confident leaning towards the likelihood that Leo’s growth would match that of a full-blooded one, but the moments remained bittersweet for the parents. In the blink of an eye Leo went from being a wiggling newborn to a hefty calf able to sit up on his own and mimic their mouths when they spoke to him.

His yellow eyes tracked and narrow in on objects he wanted, his colored hands able to pick items, and Nick’s ear was always on the menu of items he loved to gnaw on.

At the call of his name he’d turn his head, and a smile would grace his lips when it was either of his parents. Callie would walk from corner to corner with him between her feet, his grasp tight around her fingers and his feet dragging less everyday he built up the muscles of his strong legs. When he’d be done from such an exerting exercise, a frown up at Callie would signal his reluctance to waddle any farther.

The pouts and angry chuffs were Nick’s favorite. He’d gnaw Leo’s thighs and roll him side to side just to see his little face snarl, a sharp cry rattling in his throat before he’d clamp onto Nick’s arm. Now that the sharp fangs were coming in, he found instigating a fight with his vicious little boy wasn’t in his best interest. It had only taken a few times for Leo to learn if he laid over his dad’s head, he was further defenseless, including those ears.

“Ah!” Leo exclaimed, reaching over Callie’s shoulder towards Nick. “Ahh!” he cracked again, looking at Callie.

“He’s comin’, don’t worry,” she assured, his chuff tickling her ear.

The door was cracked open upon walking up to it, and inside the furniture was already being moved around to create more space to linger around in.

“Late to her own rehearsal!” came Oleg’s booming voice, strutting in false intimidation from the hallway, but his angry scowl melted into a wide smile once Leo recognized him and reached.

“Is everyone here?”

“The booze went quickly,” he teased, walking toward the back of the house with Leo excitedly squealing in his grandpa’s arms.

“That’s what happens when you get Orcs and Mexicans together,” Nick commented, grunting his way in with all the bags slung across his arms and shoulders.

“They didn’t drink the champagne, did they?” Callie frantically asked, following Oleg and leaving Nick to topple over with Leo’s luggage.

Nick and Ward both sipped their beers alongside Matuk and Sergey, the summer sun having been unbearable until Dinara silenced the mens whining and dished out the cold drinks. But the sun still kept glaring down at them even as it drew near sunset, their shirts sticking to their skin and hunger growing. Dura had been the only one to be blessed with a chair at the front, her belly near bursting as her due date approached.

“Pay attention,” Dura hissed at Sergey, fanning her face with her sun hat.

“All I do is stand here-” he hissed back, silencing when Ward elbowed him.

“Can you shut the fuck up she’s about to come down,” Ward growled, jabbing his hand in the direction of the house.

“We’ve done this eight times, why do we need to be quiet?”

“He’s right, there’s no point,” Nick answered loudly, sipping his beer.

Ward glared at him in disbelief. “At your own rehearsal?”

“Look, they’re talking,” he pointed to Callie’s mom who sat beside Dyani and Joaquin, Leo and his mother coming to join them once she’d finished walking down the mock isle.

“Okay music, yada yada everyone stands, then Callie,” Dinara called, tip-toeing around the line of bridesmaids to stand beside Nick at the front.

It was just the rehearsal, and there was nothing to match how spectacular and dreamy it would be the following day, but Nick still smiled watching her walk down like that, a glowing smile on her face and hanging onto her father's arm. Nick tossed a kiss to her before she was even there, tipping his bottle back over his lips to hide a nervous smile when she winked at him.

For the eighth time, Nick shook Diego’s hand and accompanied Callie back to their spot at the front, his actions growing clumsier with every round.

“Pre-gaming?” she asked, smiling at Nick’s loose nod. She was sure his eyes were half-lidded behind his sunglasses.

“Okay dearly beloved and all that, they exchange vows, beads, rings and kiss,” Dinara recited from the front with Leo still in her arms, wiggling towards Nick when he made faces at him. He stopped only to peck Callie sweetly, snatching his son from his mother's arms. “And we’re done,”

There was a collective sigh of approval from everyone placed about in the wide yard, all of which were starved for the cool drinks and savory dinner laid out under the shade of the patio.

Sergey stumbled to Dura’s side and only laughed when she scolded him for already drinking himself into a cloud, but Callie was there to loop her arm around the expectant mother’s and assist in her waddle across the yard. Nick and Ward picked Sergey back up, leaving hard slaps on his back while they teased him over being a lightweight.

“I hope Morn feels better by tomorrow,” Callie pouted, feeling her friend's absence.

“She kicks shit fast, she’ll be good,” Ward answered. It was useless denying they’d become quite cozy with one another, especially when Nick had stopped by unexpectedly to find her wandering around Daryl’s house in his shirt. It was a sensitive topic, but Callie thought it sweet how lovingly he spoke of Morn when she wasn’t around. There was always the hint of a longing sigh somewhere in his words, a hardened pout pushing his mustache up.

“Was it a stomach bug? Daryl wasn’t feeling too good either,” Rosie noted, following her ear into their conversation.

“Was Dejza sick too?”

“Yeah I think that’s where she got the bug from. Grandparents wanted to see her,” Ward explained, finding a spot beside Nick once they all came up to the table. Leo perched on Nick’s thigh, reaching over to tap Callie’s arm so she’d talk to him as the others found their seats. The chatter of Callie and Nick’s chosen family was lively among their friends, the last minute preparations or concerns rising into question and then settling quickly. Food was passed through mouths as fast as the words, the plates filling just to empty minutes later for seconds and thirds. The men of Nick’s bachelor party were ordered to lay off the beer and instead fill up on food before their night of celebration and farewell, waving off their disapproving groans and wails.

By the time they were all dug into their meals, Leo was drifting in Nick’s arms with a bottle balanced on his chest, at last catching a nap to soothe away the throbbing in his gums they’d managed to mostly keep at bay all day with the chaos swarming around them.

When Leo spat out the bottle and rubbed his face, Nick took a final bite of the crispy pork ribs to lean back in his chair and cradle his son closer to his chest, a wide palm patting his bottom. Soft chuffs were the last of Leo’s attempts at consciousness before Nick’s purring did him in, his big eyes finally sliding shut.

Nick was lost staring at his son when Ward suddenly came into view, his ear almost close enough to press against his shoulder.

Ward snapped up, mild disbelief coloring his expressions. “Are you… vibrating?”

Callie laughed out loud, covering her mouth filled with food.

“Does Morn not purr?” Nick asked, Ward leaning away from him.

“P-purring? Y’all… purr?” he looked up hesitantly at the other Orcs around him who were unphased by his discovery.

“Does Morn really not?”

“No! I think I’d know if I heard somethin’ like that!” Ward exclaimed, returning to his meal with a shudder.

“I bet she does n’ it just puts you to sleep,” Sergey added, talking around a corn on the cob.

Daryl looked back to Nick. “Sophia always told me she reminded her of a cat and I thought it was cuz of the ears n’ shit,”

The table chuckled at that, their laughter heightening when Daryl again leaned into Nick’s chest to listen to the rumbles, even placing a hand flat on him to make sure it wasn’t some elaborate prank. The fervent manner in which everyone devoured the food calmed into small pickings here and there and the low rumble of chatter filling the backyard, everyone in their separate conversations or stories until Dinara pulled Nick's attention away from Callie and Rosie who spoke so fast, it only sounded like clicking.

“Ukmall, you’ll need to be here before eight to get Leo,” she informed, and his brows furrowed.

“So early?” he groaned, having fully expected a few hours to sleep off a hangover.

“Callie needs to get her hair done. The fumes are bad for him,” she scolded, and he looked back to his bride.

“You’re changing your hair?” he questioned with big eyes.

“Just a little bit,” she smiled, internally screaming. She’d come to this decision to alter her hair after talking herself out of going entirely blonde despite her curiosity for years pulling her the other direction, but now she wondered if he’d even notice.

“I guess I can get him,” he griped, leaning down to kiss Leo when Callie and his mother sucked their teeth in discontent.

“What time are people arriving?” Callie asked around Nick.

“Three, so we have a lot to do and a lot of cooking before people start showing up. That being said,” she grunted, standing at the head of the table with her glass of sweet tea raised. “I’d like to propose a toast and a thanks,”

Everyone hushed, reaching for their variety of drinks to hold up.

“We want to extend our thanks to Callie’s family who have graciously accepted us in, not to mention our son who came with a reputation,” she gestured at Nick, the table chuckling. “To everyone who’s helped and put up with my screaming,” she admitted to bashfully. “To my son, who I knew would be the father his own raised him to be, and now the husband I always knew he could be,” she smiled lovingly at Nick, his own grin goofy and adoring. Callie rubbed his arm, squeezing his wrist affectionately.

“And to Callie,” she cleared her throat, raising her glass. Callie’s smile dropped when she looked up, her anxiousness kicking into high gear. “It’s because of you my son smiled again, and it’s with your help he’s shown that beautiful baby in his arms such love. You weren’t only a gift in his life, but ours too, and no matter the paths you both might take from here on out, you’ll always have a place in our family. Cheeruk, mausan daughavas. Lat've bleukukun avhiuk famipak.” She finalized, her glass raised and Oleg following suit.

“I’d like to also say something,” Diego stood creakily, his age at last catching up to him after decades of back breaking work. He smoothed his hand down his church shirt, lifting his glass. “Mija, you haven’t always had the best of luck when it came to men, and to be honest I would’ve pulled my hair out if you had brought home another white boy,” he chuckled, the table following suit as Callie hid her face in despair. “But now I can rest easier at night knowing you have a man I would’ve hand-picked for you specially,” he tipped his head at Nick, the orc nodding once in return even though he was inwardly elated.

“I’m sorry the ones you were told growing up were your family didn’t make it here, but it’s their loss, cariña. If they can’t grow as much as you, let them leave. You’ve always been better than them. Nick,” he turned, startling his daughter’s groom.

“Thank you. You’re the standard I raised my daughters to expect, so thank you for taking care of her and Leonardo. I only want forever for you two.” He finished, his free hand resting on Luciana’s shoulder as she looked on at her daughter with watery eyes.

“I second that!” Rosie declared, Santi’s glass following his sister only to spill across the table's surface and onto her plate.

Her cheeks were hidden in her palms when they toasted, Dinara’s words whispered in translation into her ear by Nick after drinking to their parents speeches. He kissed her flushed cheek, promising the sincerity of her words. Her eyes wandered while Nick adored her secretly, watching their parents take turns hugging and speaking with smiles plastered across their faces. It helped ease some of the burns she’d been dealt when her family started RSVPing just to say they wouldn’t attend, and she wondered how much of it was because of Leo and how much was because of their choice to marry. Either way, she knew now who to keep up with.

The couple was dragged from their steamy bubble of secret kisses and whispers when Ward elbowed Nick insistently until he turned, motioning his head toward the door, but his hairless brows drew together.

“Are you okay?” he whispered, noting Ward’s lighter complexion.

He shook his head, waving his hand. “Drank too much,”

“They took our drinks-”

“Man let’s go!”

Nick turned back to Callie, a loose smile curling her lips.

“Is it time?” she asked, and he nodded, leaning in for another lengthy kiss. “If I get a call from Jake that one of his girls is shaking their asses in your face I’m gonna make sure you can’t make anymore babies,” she warned quietly, trying not to laugh when he gagged.

“I hid a nanny cam in the house so if I see a male stripper shoving his junk in your face I’m gonna throw you in the ocean,” Nick cracked back.

“I can’t swim!” she giggled, trying to frown.

“Yeah, you’ve been warned,” he kissed her before she could respond. “I love you, have a good night and be safe,”

“You be good,” she reminded, pursing her lips for another kiss before he lowered Leo into her arms and smooched him goodbye. “No tequila,”

He sucked air through his teeth, pointing at her. “I can’t promise that,” and he was off, following the others into the house after kissing his mom on the head. They grew rowdy once separated from their lovers except Matuk who was as stoic as ever, and they could be heard causing a commotion all the way to the cars until they were off.

“Ten bucks says they don’t make it past midnight,” Rosie announced.

“Make it twenty,” Oleg raised his beer, his bright smile tightening when Dinara elbowed him in the side before making her way over to Callie as the rest of their guests found separate conversations to delve into.

“Callie, I’d like to show you something we picked up today,” she said under her breath, tugging on her elbow.

“Oh?” she piped, tapping Rosie’s shoulder so she could deposit her hefty son into her arms. Rosie doted over him lovingly, endless kisses pressed into his cheeks as he was roused from his nap, but that would be her problem, now. By the time Leo was awake and gnawing angrily into his tia’s cheeks in retaliation, Dinara had led Callie into her room where the bed was lined with pressed and covered clothing, some decorations and linens hung over the small bench at the end. Callie wandered, her hands gravitating towards the colorful flowers protected in plastic boxes.

“Here, look,” Dinara called from the desk at the corner of the room.

The small lamp was flipped on when Callie was at her side, watching as she lifted the lid from a silver box carefully, but upon removing the satin material protecting whatever was underneath, her hands moved even more gingerly than before until a shining, silver plate looked up at them. Orkish letters were carved deep into its face, but the polished grooves were clean, elegant.

“Marriage Armor, it’s called. The bride wears the plate with her new name upon her back and the groom wears the bride's zodiac on his shoulders and chest,” she explained, a smaller pouch that she had in the top drawer of the desk emptying into Callie’s palm. The charms were attached to thin, dainty chains, and carved from a deep, grey metal shaped into bull heads.

Callie smiled, studying their details. “Nick will wear these?”

“Mhm. You’ll both wear the bracelets that are exchanged, but those are kept for the day of. Right now we need to get this on you to make sure it fits,” she explained, opening the pouch so Callie could deposit the charms back inside.

The ‘armor’ had length to it she at first couldn’t see between the satin covers. Her own sparkling chains braided across the shoulders as one long, jeweled piece ran the length of her back, stretching from the plate that spelled Jakoby. When Dinara had it balanced on her shoulders so she could clasp it at her front, she saw where the chains came together into the shape of the Taurus symbol. With delicacy she touched the pieces on her shoulders and at the center of her chest while it was adjusted at her back, her smile beaming. It was heavy- this was definitely some special mineral, for she’d never seen one of such weight be polished finely enough to catch even the smallest glimmer of these dim lights.

“Tomorrow you’ll glow during that sunset,” Dinara smiled, tugging the chains at either side of her shoulders. “Poor Nick will be so blindsided we might have to give his men a heads up,”

They giggled, Callie’s smile wavering when Dinara held her hands tightly, staring at her with glossy eyes. “These plates are traditional. A male’s mother hands them down to his bride if she approves, so these should have come from my own mother in law, but they didn’t,”

Callie’s smile fell. “What?”

“Oleg’s mother hates me. She wanted her boy to have the smiling, waxy wife who pops babies out like rats. So I had these made the day before we were married, and I wore them in front of her,” she grinned.

“Reclaimed the name?” Callie smirked.

Dinara nodded. “It’s a good name despite the reputation that came with it when you met my son,”

Callie only hugged her, their arms tightly wound one another in that moment. “Thank you,” she said, giving her a last squeeze before they both wiped their cheeks of any stray tears.

“Well it fits,” she giggled before the two got her out of the intricate chains and back into the sleek box.

“Come on then,” the orc sniffled, turning the light off. “Let’s finish the night.”

↠

Nick’s hand still hadn’t come down from shielding his eyes, but as long as Ward was emptying his dinner and three beers onto Sergey’s lawn, he wasn’t going to even bother glancing at him. His excitement had drained the entire two hours it took to get here, it’s gradual drip starting as soon as they’d left his parents.

“I’m fine, I just drank too fast,” were the kind of things Ward kept saying to excuse his deteriorating, sweating form, but Nick knew he’d heard him heaving into the toilet after calling Morn to ask exactly what she’d come down with. Still, he insisted he was fine the entire duration it took him to shower and change before they headed to Sergey’s next, but by the time they’d gotten in the car, Sergey was starting to look worse for wear, too.

As soon as the car had come to a stop, both of them were falling out, one running into the house and the other making it to the lawn before he lost his composure. Now, Nick was alone in this filthy mess after Matuk had ditched them, but Nick hadn’t expected him to go, really. Bachelor parties didn’t seem like his thing even though there was nothing to celebrate anymore.

“Juh- just gimme a min-” Ward choked, retching loudly.

“For three months I’ve dealt with puke almost daily,” Nick explained calmly, his eyes still hidden.

Daryl coughed.

“You’ve been hyping me up for this for weeks,”

Ward nodded, spit hanging off his bottom lip. “I’no,”

Nick dropped his hand and sighed when thirty seconds had passed- the longest yet- without him heaving, and he couldn't help laugh a little. Ward wasn’t the kind of person to ever show vulnerability even when he was hurt, so seeing him hunched over and whimpering meant taking a few photos should’ve been his top priority, but Nick showed mercy on his friend while the other was lost somewhere in his house likely calling Dura to cry.

“C’mon,” Nick groaned, lifting Ward’s limp body off the ground.

“I need t’go to Morn's,” he grunted, walking unsteadily beside him.

“She can come get you after I drop you off,” Nick used his lighter voice, clearing his throat when he realized what he was doing. “Sit down,”

Ward instead flopped into the backseat, exclaiming when his head smacked the door panel. He continued to wail when Nick used his foot to push his feet in, flinching at how loudly he protested.

“Jesus now I know why Sherri was such a bitch,” Nick mumbled, closing the door before Ward could scream at him. “Stay there,” he knocked against the window, turning towards the house. “Let me go check the other child…”

What started as Nick’s bachelor party he had looked forward to for weeks, had turned into a mini-pandemic between the parties involved- thank god they left his parents house when they did- and had resulted in Nick getting one giant man baby into bed with clean clothes after he was found on his bathroom floor, and cleaning the puke out of Ward’s car when he voided even more of himself while waiting. It hadn’t come without a cold scolding from Nick, demanding to know why he couldn’t have opened the door beside his head if he had enough power to sit up and spray everywhere, but Ward stopped listening when the words became languages he didn’t know.

He hollered and gagged the entire way back to driving Daryl home, bursting from the car as soon as he was parked, but that only meant helping clean this one up too.

After nearly three hours of scrubbing, and gagging, and screaming, Nick sat on Ward’s porch waiting for his Uber, a cold beer in hand. No amount of air freshener or borrowed cologne would mask the raw stench of vomit under his nails and on his clothes. He’d likely throw these away- his nose was too keen to allow back into his closet. Too bad; he really liked this shirt.

Night had at last crept over LA, leaving only a soft orange glow where the sun had slipped from. The night was humid, but cool, and the woven chair he sat in wasn’t half bad.

He looked at his phone, tracking the driver who was coming down the street.

He’d made the move multiple times to message Callie, but he couldn’t bring himself to halt her night, either. If she hadn’t messaged him about anything, that meant no sickness had befallen them either, right? Maybe they’d been lucky to avoid catching it from Daryl. He texted his mom at least, warning of a stomach bug floating around and to keep a closer eye on Leo.

A compact little sedan rolled up, and Nick groaned. Now he had to squeeze into that.

What am I even gonna do all night… he pondered, walking towards the car. He chuckled. Sleep.

Nick slipped in the open door, closing it noisily behind himself before spinning the bolt shut. His palm popped up just as he smacked his inner arm, his keys flying onto the counter and sliding noisily across its surface.

Never, not even after his most grueling days at the academy or after an even more grueling workout did he ever desire a shower and sleep like this moment, kicking his shoes off excitedly.

“Nick?”

He froze, his head half in the cabinets looking for something to take with him. Nick leaned out of the kitchen entry, his ears twitching. Was that…?

“Cal?” he called back warily.

“Maybe,” she called back, and he was off towards the bedroom he hadn’t even noticed had been shut.

The TV was mumbling lowly with her favorite show, but she wasn’t on the bed like he expected. Instead, sitting on the carpet on a folded blanket surrounded by her phone and wires that made up her headphones and charger with a pre-roll between her fingers, he found her sitting beside the cracked sliding glass door so the smoke could wisp out into the night.

Her eyes were just as wide as his, the pair speechless.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, almost afraid to move. Where’s Leo?

“What are you doing here?” she returned, knowing he’d seen the joint in her hold.

“Ward and Sergey-”

“Got sick?” she interrupted, her mouth tightening. He nodded, snorting.

“The girls too?”

She nodded, relaxing a little bit. “I thought you were off already doing the bachelor party thing so I just came home… and left Leo with your parents,”

“Yeah I didn’t call them either,” he confided softly, licking his bottom lip.

“So…” she looked around. Why was this so awkward!?

Nick watched her, leaned back on his hands after pulling a fresh shirt over his scrubbed skin. His head lolled to the side, watching her at last let out the insane breath she’d pulled in. The smoke from this one smelled foul compared to the scented trails from a cartridge, but he wouldn’t speak out against it.

By the time he’d come out of the shower, she had gone through half its length and her eyes were already falling shut. Eight months of sobriety brought her tolerances way down, but this was also the first time in months he hadn’t seen her chewing her inner lips or bouncing her knee. What a wonderful remedy this was, but the stigma attached to it would always leave Nick hesitant.

“That wine is gonna knock you out tomorrow,” he mumbled, grinning when she swatted sleepily at his foot.

“I thought we already agreed you’d catch me,” she reminded, twisting the butt in the ashtray before looking at him.

“Only if I can get really shit faced in San Diego,” he whined, and she laughed.

“Duh, me too,”

He smiled, watching her fidget around on the blanket and fix her hair hanging around her shoulders. She looked down at the ring on her hand, smiling adoringly at its face then clutching her palm to her chest. Soft humming came from her, a soft sway back and forth starting.

“What’re you doing?” he asked, knowing she’d fallen into her dreamy haze.

Callie shrugged, looking up at him. Those balmy eyes were glowing, her cheeks flushing. “I can’t believe we’re getting married tomorrow. It feels like it’s taken decades to get here but it’s only been… pfft three years? And now we have our baby?” she pouted, holding her own face.

“Wow,” Nick mumbled, smiling at her in amusement.

“I shouldn’t have left him there, I need to call your parents-”

“Cal,” he called, catching her frantic eyes. “He’s fine. Take a breath,”

She paused before nodding, sighing instead of taking an appropriate breath.

“I wanna be on whatever planet you’re on,” his words nudged her away from that guilt, a little smile lifting his spirits when he worried about her mental state. Sometimes the break-through anxiety was sneaky.

Her brow perked up, her smile growing devious.

“I can’t,” he reiterated.

“You can,”

“I can’t,”

“It would be out of your system in two days. We’ll be back way after that,” she too reminded him of the miraculous gift that was an Orcs metabolism, but Nick was a faithful worker and had his own, brittling views on the earth-made herb she relied on. “You didn’t get enough that first time,”

“It tastes like ass,” he defended, growing weary when Callie sashayed towards him with the ashtray and lighter pinned under her palm. “It makes my lips dry,”

“I’m not stopping until I hear ‘no’,” she clarified, sitting between his spread legs stretched across the floor and lighting the end of the blunt.

Still, Nick remained silent, watching her suck in her own small hit until the embers were crackling at the end. “I won’t make you do it if you don’t want to,” she told him, sensing his hesitation. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to. If he liked the buzz from drinking, he was sure he’d like the buzz from smoking, but his encounters in the past not to mention the particular one that had left him in a room full of laughing people during a bad trip left bitter emotions.

But he trusted Callie when reminding him she’d never do such a thing, and she trusted her when she said, “You’ll like it,”

“And I’ve seen how jittery you’ve been,” she noted, patting the hand that had moved to rest on her thigh when he sat forward.

“Who wouldn’t be?” he asked, pinching the shrinking joint between his fingers when she passed it. Then she sat back on her bottom, crossing her legs.

“It’s your decision, baby. I want you to have a good time but not if you’re uncomfortable,” she told him, knowing even in her bombed state that despite Nick accepting this more over the years and his own curiosity growing, pressuring someone wasn’t how you did it.

He rolled it a little bit between his fingers, glancing at her with his critical, yellow eyes.

Ugh, he’s so yummy-

“How long do I hold my breath?” his voice disrupted her thoughts.

“As long as you can,”

Nick sighed, looking at it one last time. “Fuck it, why not,”

Callie’s eyes widened every second he kept inhaling, caught between warning him and possibly making him panic or letting him get one huge drag in instead of coughing through a bunch of little ones, but by the time she decided, he was done. Silent, holding his breath, his eyes already watering when he handed it back.

Without looking she snuffed it out, waiting. “Nick?”

He exhaled loudly, a cloud of smoke blowing around her that she swatted towards the cracked door. The coughing started before he even finished his breath, the next one bubbling up his throat before the previous one finished. His throat and nose burned, and he could’ve sworn he felt his trachea vibrating with every ragged cough.

“Cough as hard as you can, it helps,” she coached, rubbing his back when he rolled onto his stomach to smother his teary eyed face in the carpet.

The ferocity of the coughing rang down his arms, his head throbbing when he managed to sit back up, but with the calming of his body came… warmth.

Nick cleared his throat over and over, wiping the back of his hands across his eyes, but the warmth surrounding his head was making it hard to keep his eyes open. They felt like they could fall into a slumber at any moment, but his mind was as wakeful as ever. He glanced down at his body; why did he feel so… floaty? He cleared his throat again of its scratch while rocking side to side, tensing his arms. Upon lifting his hand, he found he still had full coordination.

He snorted, coughing a little.

“Are you okay?” His head snapped around, finding Callie staring at him in suspense. “How do you feel?”

He inhaled. “I feel like there’s cotton in m’head,” he mumbled, an eye closing. “Like fuzzy cotton,”

She repressed giggles. “But are you okay?”

He nodded loosely, looking around their cluttered room. “It’s like being drunk but sober,”

“I’ve never been able to explain it that well,” Callie grieved, her arms throwing up into the air. “Are you gonna be one of those insightful people when you’re stoned?”

Nick blinked, his eyes reflecting when Callie snapped a photo of him. “Who?” he asked.

“Oh my god.” Callie mumbled.

“Damn,” Nick exclaimed under his breath, his face twisted in horror.

“I know,” Callie nodded, her knee draped over his thigh.

“Could you imagine…?

“No. It’s bad enough we have dragons,” she said against his chest. Every blink felt like eternity.

“Imagine if they did that,” Nick pictured, his body shuddering under hers. “What’s this movie called?”

“Princess Mononoke,”

He scoffed; no way he was remembering that. Nick took a final bite of their ordered dinner, chewing slowly as he stretched to rest the bowl on his nightstand. Maybe this would finally calm his voracious appetite, but as long as Callie kept opening that bag of Doritos, he was hopeless.

“I’m gonna gain thirty pounds by tomorrow,” he mumbled into her hair, the both of them chuckling.

“I never lost my thirty,” she pouted comically, stuffing another chip into her mouth.

“Damn, what that mouth do?” he teased around a yawn.

“Yo mama,” she mumbled, giggling when he snorted.

Silence lulled between the two snuggled and surrounded by snacks in the bed, both of their minds lost somewhere in the clouds as they re-watched various Netflix series.

He thought he’d heard her slip in and out of sleep earlier, but truth be told, he could’ve been listening to himself breathe. There had been a few times his reddened eyes snapped open to be in the middle of a completely different episode, but mentioning it would be admitting he was falling asleep which he continued to adamantly deny. With a blind reach, he retrieved his phone from the nightstand.

Just a little past midnight, but way too late. He was enjoying this too much, though. Nick was only selfish in the sense that sometimes he just wanted to snuggle right up to Callie and feel her body against his. The last time they’d had a moment like this without Leo in the way was at the beginning of her pregnancy, and laying like this only made him realize how long ago that was.

“We should be in bed,” Nick mumbled, rubbing his eye.

“We are in bed,” she laughed, sliding her cheek up to look at him.

“You know what I mean. Big day tomorrow,” he looked down at her, reaching to move some of her hair from her cheek so he could better see those big eyes that always sparkled.

“Everytime I think about it I get so nervous,” she whispered.

“Why?”

She shrugged. “I dunno. It feels like that first time I met you at Santa Monica. I stress ate like seven funnel cakes. I was so anxious,” she admitted shyly.

“I changed a bunch of times. Couldn’t decide on anything,”

“Oh you did good, sir,” she winced, biting her bottom lip. “You could’ve drowned in my panties,”

“I would’ve if your sister hadn’t’ve interrupted,” he grumbled, forever bitter.

“Oh hush, it was a sign we would be together forever,”

“How so?” he questioned, twisting in her direction a little.

“I would’ve never called a guy back if that happened with anyone else, but you were so perfect that I swallowed the embarrassment and saved my horniness for another day,”

Nick smiled, a big goofy one. “Shut up,”

“Shut me up then,” she came back with, fast as a whip.

His eyes dropped to her lips, lingering before coming back to her eyes. “Isn’t that bad luck?”

“It was bad luck when we both ended up home,” she whispered, the weight of her hand once on his chest now coming to stretch across his meat.

That was enough convincing for Nick.

Callie was a little slower getting over him, but her heated kisses kept him concentrated on what they both wanted. When she was in her spot sitting in his lap, he could better taste her tongue after pulling her chest flush against his, his strong hands quickly continuing to her round ass he pulled back and forth over his growing dick. A steadying hand against his chest meant he could leave her skin that was marked red where he grabbed, her hips resuming the motions.

With his bottom lip pinched between his teeth, he easily pulled her loose sleeping shorts aside, revealing her plump pussy lips.

He could already feel how warm she was through his sweats, shortening his breaths in anticipation.

“You’re so hot,” he admired, looking up in time for her hair to fan around them when leaning down to kiss him. Strong, sinewy arms wrapped tightly around her waist, grounding himself to the angel that squirmed in his hold deliciously. Silently, inwardly, he thanked those who had blessed him with such a girl, promising to worship more as soon as he was done with this.

A firm tug on the ends of her shirt had it flying past her fingertips, thrown to the floor.

Callie gripped the railing to the headboard when he pulled her chest into his open mouth, a long lick gliding over a hardened nipple that had goosebumps fire up her arms. She snickered when he smacked his lips a few times, moving onto the other side. An old technique had her limp in his hold, her thighs tightening at his sides. He encouraged her hips to keep moving, his cock desperate for attention, but her mind was only a pool of melted pleasure at that point.

A hard gasp fell from her wet lips when he graced her clit with tight circles, hanging off of his neck to look down at his hand flat against her lower stomach as his thumb massaged her into a trance. Gradually her eyes fell shut, hair sticking to her cheeks while she panted softly.

His loose smile made her rock into his touch. “You want it already, don’t you?” he asked quietly, his voice vibrating with growls; Callie could only nod. He pecked her sloppily. “Get naked,”

Callie stumbled off into the center of the bed to kick off her shorts and socks, moving onto the food and remotes and phones that were now being swept onto the floor without a care.

Nick’s shirt and sweats had already been tossed off, but now as he rummaged through the drawer of his bedside table, his excitement was plummeting. Here was the box, but…

“We’re out of condoms,” he announced, looking back at her sat naked at the center of the bed on her knees with her dishevelled hair a mess around her shoulders. It only added to the tragedy of the situation.

“So?” she asked, her fingers drumming against her thighs.

Nick stood straight, his head cocking.

Since she’d been cleared for sex there hadn’t been a session they forgot to use protection, no matter how it dampened the sensation. He’d done it for her, for he wasn’t the one who’d be carrying anymore surprise babies, although it was the memory of her sweet, bare pussy around his unsheathed cock that helped bring him to an end, now. He’d wanted to ask her, even just for one quick slide in, but Nick had always assumed this was the new norm until either of them were snipped.

“Are you- really?” he asked.

“I hate them, Nick. I’m so over using them,” she exhaled, her shoulders drooping. “I’ve been trying to be good but if I have to ride your dick one more time with a balloon over it-”

She yelped, her legs pulled from under her ass and Nick finding his spot between her flailed knees when she realized what happened.

The mood shifted again, and suddenly they were in perfect sync.

Her knees drew upwards when the top of his thighs pressed under her bottom, his hand finding its place at the bend of her leg that was closest to her chest.

She made it up onto an elbow when he spit at his tip pressed against her entrance, her hand hovering against his belly.

“I’ll go slow,” he soothed, meeting her eyes. The first time they’d reunited in bed, his excitement resulted in hurting her, and from that came the need to remind him to be gentle, even this far down the road. A guilt he’d always carry, but he’d work on fixing it.

It didn’t burn this time his head popped in, his thick shaft following until she was filled to his base. Her shoulders fell back with a loud sigh while his eyes slammed shut, pressing to her as tightly as he could. He’d dived into a pool of ecstasy, sending strong shivers up and down his spine as he basked in her heat.

The stinging tug of a condom was at last absent, and there was only Nick’s velvet skin gliding against hers, creating the friction she so wildly desired.

“Baby,” she called, holding the hand at her leg when he stared down at where they were joined. His dilated eyes landed on hers, a low snarl curling his lips when he withdrew only to slip back in.

Her head rolled back in time with her eyes, a loud moan rumbling under the hand that slid up his chest when he rested forward on his hands, her knee hooked around his chiseled arm. He’d draw out until her heat was kissing his head, just so he could feel that delicious pressure before pushing back in. Nick leaned into one hand so he could touch her, dragging his rough hands up and down her body that gravitated towards his caresses. When her pussy bucked into his thrust, a surprised moan came from him, an eager thrust bouncing her.

A low, rumbling growl moved into her when he yanked her hips up in line with his, his nostrils flaring as he scented them together like this.

“Do it,” she smiled, her feet planted into the sheets behind him.

Their eyes locked during the time he adjusted his feet beneath himself, his breaths deep and loud. A few leisure bucks were her warmup, and then came that smirk. She bowed until she balanced on her shoulder blades, his grunts and chuffs nothing compared to the singing made in his name during his fucking. He was a force driven purely by instinct; the need to fill his girl again, to lay claim to what would officially be his that day.

The slapping of their bodies coming together drowned out the TV beside them, Callie’s resounding cries piled atop his raucous moans as he shoved his way into her body again and again, her juices covering them as he pounded that spot hidden deep between her tightening walls.

Her ass was dropped from his hold so he could lean forward for a kiss, her mind spinning when he rolled her on top of him.

With a flip of her head to move her hair off her sticky back, Callie sat straight, her fingertips guiding him back in as her knees slid out until she was sitting flat on him, flinching when his tip found the back of her pussy.

God, she was so small in his hands when he held her cinched waist; if he stuck his thumbs out, they could touch.

A deep moan rang in his chest when she snapped her hips back and forth, her sweet cunt massaging his entire length. When a dip of her center was particularly low, she’d gasp, holding her stomach where it felt he was poking, but a wide smile always followed those overpowering shocks of spine curling bliss.

Nick held steadfast to her hips, guilty in keeping her flat against himself so there was the added friction on his head.

“Oh fuck,” he drawled, his hand landing back into the sheets.

“Nick-” she gasped, her hand flying to his chest. “I’m-”

His last burst of energy was used flipping them again so she was spread below him, his hands hooking under her knees to push back into the bedding beside her ribs.

There was no more words as he poked his way back in, pistoning into her with such power her toes curled, her arms falling limp above her head when her climax came crashing around her. In an instant, she was stiff as a board, her legs strong enough to fight past his hold and stretch straight in tight trembles at his sides as he continued. When she could catch her breath, she shouted, a deep flush blooming across her cheeks and chest. Nick watched with a proud smile as she convulsed under him, her silent mumbles barely words as she came down from her high.

Her limp thighs shook mightily in his hold when he pushed them apart, their bodies touching in a paused moment so he could adore her with soft kisses.

She was still breathless as he brushed his lips across her jaw, her soft throat pulsing with the blood racing through her. Her pussy throbbed dully around him compared to the fist like hold he barely made it through moments ago.

A soft whisper in his ear brought the tempo back up, but Nick wanted to stay like this.

A beauty such as her was only admired best this close, and even though she’d found her climax, she whimpered below him, holding his face as he fucked her sweetly. Her ankles locked behind him, a heady groan to follow before he dropped his face beside hers.

“Should I cum on your stomach?” he panted, his thrusts weakening as the pleasure peaked.

“Inside me,” she kissed into his cheek, tightening the hold with her legs. “Cum inside me baby,”

The hand lost in her hair gripped her roots, a loud hiss coming from between her teeth when his entire body tightened and jerked against her flushed cunt. The screaming engine of Nick’s orgasm overtook him like a wave would at the beach, ringing from every end of his body and back to his center that spilled into his ecstatically beautiful bride to be. He grunted with every thick stream of semen forced into the space they both snuggly occupied, slowly stilling until they were both a heaving pile of sweaty parts and cloudy minds.

He worried he’d crush her the longer he laid over her, but the soft gliding of her hands up and down his back were too good to pass up. He exhaled, his face buried between the mattress and her head. “Fuck,”

Callie giggled, her cheek leaning into his so he’d force himself up to look at her. The urgency was gone in their kisses, but now he could feel how sleepy she was.

“Ready?” he asked against her mouth, only moving when she nodded. Her thighs trembled when he dragged out of her, bringing a thick stream of the nectar he’d left behind.

“Oh I can feel that,” she grimaced, sitting up on her elbows warily. It wasn’t clear at that point if it was the weed or sex that had left her feeling like her head was vacant.

“You should see it,” he smirked, his cocky pride coming through. “How many siblings did you want Leo to have?”

“Ha,” she shouted. “Good luck getting me pregnant ever again. My body said one and done,” she grunted sitting up, scurrying off to the bathroom after Nick had hoisted her up. He didn’t answer, and wouldn’t. Callie adored the idea of having a big family, but the night the topic came up when Leo was two months old, it only ended in her confiding in Nick that she felt she’d never be so lucky again. She wasn’t wrong in saying her body would likely fight off pregnancy for years, maybe endlessly if they ever tried again. Where it once happened so effortlessly, the time following to get where they were now had left them both a little… doubtful.

Nick yanked the blanket off their bed, tossing it beside the door so he could flop into the cool sheets of the mattress after turning off the lights and TV. His arms were already open when she came wobbling back in, her naked body collapsing into his. They rolled and wiggled until they found their spots, her head tucked under his chin and their legs tangled.

“We broke like four traditions,” she mumbled through a closed jaw.

“Thinking about it, I don’t think it applies to us,” he yawned; the sleepiness was at last getting to him. She looked up at him curiously.

“Our whole relationship is taboo. Curses don’t apply to morally incorrect choices,” he explained, laughing when she did.

“Yeah I guess you’re right,” she settled, her soft smile lingering when he rubbed her arm. The soft breeze from their ceiling fan moved her loose hair around his arm, tickling his skin, but the gentle strokes across his chest from her was lulling him into sleep.

“You’re not gonna bail on me tomorrow, right?” she asked suddenly, and his eyes opened.

He leaned away from her so he could better see her face when she looked up. “Why would you ask that?”

“I had to ask, my mind wouldn’t let me put it to rest,” she sighed. “I’m sorry,”

“Hey,” he pulled her chin up, holding her face. “I’ve been trying to get you to marry me for years, remember?”

She giggled, nodding. “What if right when I said yes you were like ‘fuck, she said yes, what do I do now?’”

“Oh my god that brain of yours,” he sighed, laying back down to pull her tight against his chest. “I’ll prove it to you when I’m waiting at the altar,”

“Promise?” she asked, her big eyes already closed. He pushed some hair aside, her lids fluttering a moment.

“Always.”

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

did i plant a seed in this chapter? are those church bells in the distance? honeymoon in san diego where they have the best tacos HWHAT?

only 3 chapters left! ;_; thanks for reading, my loves! ❤

#morphituu #exophilia #monsters #orc boyfriend #monster lover #nick jakoby #nick and callie #bell peppers trilogy #orc #writing #netflix #ao3 #archive of our own #adventure #romance #angst #magic #love #halfling #orc x human #bright #fantasy #fanfiction #milagro #feels #monster boyfriend #fluff #nick jakoby fanfiction

[darlingdtarot]

8/8/2021 - New Moon In Leo Rituals & Horoscopes For All Signs

The New Moon is here again to remind us to let go of ideas that no longer serve us. It's about wiping the slate clean and setting intention on the rest of the month. Are you excited to start a new chapter? Each sign is going to experience new heights of happiness, emotional security, and financial bliss. It might not always be easy, but it will always be worth it. This is a great time to show off your confident side and get into a deeper level of Self-Expression. You are called to feel more confident in your own skin and as the amazing individual you are. There is truly only one you on this entire planet – embrace that! Those that are going through quarantines again, or just find themselves in the house more often, wear those fancy outfits in your closet that has been catching dust! Get it out, dust off your nicest shoes, and get dolled up. You don't need an excuse to feel good about yourself, Darling. Now is a great time to take pictures for social media as well, as the sign's physical attractiveness will be heightened during this Leo New Moon. Follow your passions and hobbies too, as it's important to express your creativity.

Working on manifestations will be amazing during this time as well, so make sure to be utilizing the Law Of Attraction! This could be through Manifestation Journals, Meditations, or Vision Boards. Making a Vision Board by cutting out images and pasting them onto a piece of paper or a literal poster-board will help you manifest easier as it will focus your mind each day on visualizing your goals and desires. You got this!

Rituals that you can do during the Leo New Moon:

Along with the upcoming changing of leaves (depending on where you live), us too are going through a change during this New Moon to leave behind what no longer serves us. Yellow and Red are really important colors during this New Moon, as it symbolizes Confidence, Self-Fulfillment, Expression, Self-Comfort, and Joy. You can wear these colors throughout the month leading up to the Full Moon for added luck.

A Spiritual Bath might be something that would be wonderful to be implemented. You can add flowers, herbs, essential oil, bathing salts, and/or crystals to make the perfect spiritual cleanse. Sunflower scented candles are going to be very important as well – so if you're needing a new smell for the month, this will be a great time to utilize Sunflower Candles for manifestation! There are other scents as well that are just as important over this time.

Scents / Flowers You Can Utilize:

Lemon

Sunflower

Lemongrass

Dandelion

Crystals To Charge During The New Moon in Leo:

Yellow Aventurine

Citrine

Honey Calcite

Golden Hematoid

Amber

Carnelian

Tigers Eye

Leave these on a towel in a windowsill on the night of the New Moon to charge in the energy. The next day, place the crystals near your bath as you take it – or near your bed / in your purse for added optimism and comfort throughout the month. Remember that not all crystals can be put in the water, so make sure to look it up before you dip them in! If your crystal is water-hardy, you can place it directly into the bath as you soak.

For those that have gardens, consider planting wild flowers, sunflowers, gladiolus, etc. (Depending on where you are!)

Horoscopes for Each Sign and Element over the New Moon in Taurus:

Please make sure to check your Sun, Moon, Rising, and Venus Signs as you might resonate more with their energies. :)

EARTH: Ace Of Wands – Earth Signs are going to feel renewed and as if the fires of their passions are finally alight again. You're going to be receiving a lot of messages and ideas during this time, so trust what you come up with as creativity is going to be through the roof. If you have craft supplies that you haven't touched in a while, Earth Signs, get ready to start crafting. The energy this Leo New Moon is bringing in for you will help you to soar and reach greater heights within your hobbies, workplace, and imagination. Others will feel compelled to pick up an instrument that has been laying around catching dust for a while. Express yourself! Some Earth Sign's might start feeling compelled to play the field and date around a little to see what's out there – go for it! Remember to wear protection though if you aren't planning on getting pregnant during this time of reignited passions!

Virgo: The Star – Virgos are going to be feeling more hopeful over this New Moon in Leo. You might have felt a bit downtrodden or as if everything were spoiled, but now it's finally coming back together. It's a relief in so many ways, because after being told for so long that you'd be okay, you're finally starting to see things 'Getting Better'. It was something that took a while, but peace of mind is here to stay for the rest of the year, Virgo. Rest assured on THAT. Clarity will also be coming to those that have asked for a sign recently in regards to a situation you're stuck on. It's as if the Universe is finally handing you the new pair of glasses that you had ordered and had been waiting on. You'll be able to see things crystal clear, and in a way that you might not have before. Can we say Perspective Shift? Virgos, remember to take care of yourself too! Spiritual baths are SO important during this time period! Drinking coconut water and bathing with coconut scented washes will be vital right now as it will cleanse you.

Taurus: 10 Of Wands – You're overworking and overloading yourself with chores and things to do, Taurus. Over this New Moon in Leo you're trying to take on too much. I keep hearing Spirit saying, “You're Biting Off More Than You Can Chew”. As proud as Spirit is that you're wanting to conquer the world and take on as much as you can – They want you to remember that the name of the game right now is to pace yourself and take your time on the tasks in front of you. Rome wasn't built overnight, so stop making yourself go on endlessly like a workhorse. Yes, you're in the homestretch, but that is even more of a reason to take your time with tying up those loose ends. Work Smarter – Not Harder. For other Taurus that are taking on their friend's and family's responsibilities – you're being asked to focus on yourself as opposed to trying to fit in one more task to appease someone else. Instead of taking on those side missions right now, why not follow your main story-line for a bit? There's no harm in saying no every now and again; especially with all that you already do for those around you. For one Taurus in particular, you cook and clean for those around you constantly without praise or recognition. It's almost expected of you to drop your entire life just to do that. Again – it's okay to say no, or just to decide to order take-out for the night.

Capricorn: Queen Of Wands - Capricorn's are being asked during this New Moon period to use your passions wisely. Now is the time to really put your mind to what you want to accomplish as it's going to fall into your lap quicker than you expect. The World really IS your Oyster, Capricorn, Remember that! Some are embarking on brand new business ideas. I'm seeing for some starting a new Bakery, a local Shop in your town, or an online store with products unique to you and your calling. There is something very niche about what you do, Capricorn, and you're excited to corner the market with your ideas. You might be looking into business licenses, copyright, and trademarking. You're deciding what the best way to tackle your dreams would be – and if anyone can do it, Capricorn – it's you! Your business oriented mind will focus brilliantly at the task at hand, so make sure to trust your instincts here. It really is a case of You Knowing What's Best. Trust that you have what it takes to achieve your goals. You're brilliant, you Sea Goat, you.

AIR: 8 Of Pentacles – Wow, Air Signs! You're focusing on getting to work right now, as you know that whatever you're putting your mind to is going to be abundant and successful. You're feeling energized to get to work, which is a welcomed change compared to the last few weeks where you have been feeling tired and drained. So long to energies of exhaustion or frustration – you're headed towards smooth sailing now! And rightfully so, if you ask me! You're ready to put in the work! I keep hearing Spirit saying, “The Squeaky Wheel Gets The Oil”, so you might decide to focus on things that you feel have been put off for way too long. They can no longer be ignored, they have to be taken care of now. For some this might have been projects that you procrastinated on, a cabinet you never fixed, or a leak in a pipe ; now is the time to attend to these things! Putting yourself on your grind is going to be incredibly influential during this time, so make sure not to hold yourself back!

Gemini: Death – Wow, Gemini! Things are changing for you on a molecular level. You might have felt it coming for a long time now, but you're starting to become more open to the idea of endings and change. You're deciding what you want to stay in your life and what you know needs to go. For some that are leaving a situation, perspective, or relationship behind, you're feeling excited to be starting on a new chapter in your life. It's as if you've grown tired of reading that same story over and over again and you're ready to take on another book entirely. You're the main character and now you're really starting to recognize it. Take those risks and go on those adventures, Gemini. I'm hearing, “Life Is Too Short To Not Do What You Love”. Make sure that you're taking that into consideration today as you go forward, Gemini! Only go towards the things that you know feel right to your story-line!

Libra: 2 Of Wands – Libra's are going to be faced with a choice over this New Moon. Do they embark on something different than they've always known? Or do they decide to stay the course and continue down the path that might have not worked out so well in the past? Regardless of what you choose, this is a time of starting over fresh. The New Moon will bring brand new energies your way that will feel brilliant, vibrant, and uplifting. You'll be inspired to go down the route less traveled, but give yourself the space to do so. Be brave, Libra! Some of the best things are worth the risk! For other's, you're deciding to go down a new career or academic path that you know will bring you to your ultimate happiness. Don't put yourself on the back burner and go towards it! Regardless of what others have to say, you know best. (AKA don't listen to your Great Aunt Linda saying, “But you were supposed to be a Lawyer!” If you weren't happy in that field, that's all that's needed to be said.)

Aquarius: Strength – Aquarius, you're really channeling your inner strength right now to go the distance. You might have been applying yourself more recently to your career or the environment around you, which has been making you feel as if you either need everything on a time constraint or you need to take every little thing seriously. Spirit is telling you it's okay to lighten up and let your hair down. For some I'm also hearing, “Comfortable And Functional Can Still Be Fashionable”. Other Aquarians are feeling more comfortable expressing their emotions too as you're letting yourself be more vulnerable during this time. You're feeling affectionate and sentimental, craving more attention and love during this time. You might find yourself craving connection with others – and wanting to meet new people. Those in relationships are going to take their time more to understand their partner's and their own individual feelings, which will lead to more common ground. Now is the time for emotional healing and understanding!

WATER: The Magician – Water Signs you are being asked to trust your natural abilities as they are a gift. You have all the resources that you need in front of you to accomplish your aspirations. For some I am sensing that there was competition in a workplace environment. Spirit is showing me someone starting a candle business, only for another person to then follow suit. It's out of jealousy and spite, and not something you need to concern yourself with. Copycat energy is really strong here. Water Signs are manifesting right now on such a high level, that they can be expected to have a harvest in soon. For some you might be bringing in a romantic partner, new financial growth, or new opportunities. You'll be excited to see things that you wished for coming true. I keep hearing someone saying, “This Is Exactly What I Asked For, But Better!” Things are working out in your favor, Water Signs. Keep putting in intention and give it some time – it will pay off.

Cancer: The Emperor – Cancer's are really harnessing their Divine Masculine energies and feeling determined to take the bull by the horns over the Leo New Moon. Leo ignites your need for self-expression and freedom within your passions at this time. You're not letting anyone hold you back or put you down any longer – you know what you deserve and need. You're really starting to feel in your element, and you're wondering why you didn't realize you could accomplish this sooner. (“There's Nothing Holding Me Back” by Shawn Mendes energy here strong!) With the number 8 being so strong and prevalent within the month and the day, it really emphasizes the fact that there is a lot of forward movement going on. You're tired of playing it small and not going home with a good prize. “Go Big Or Go Home” is what I keep hearing for you, Cancer.

Pisces: The Empress – Pisces, you're going to be embracing your Divine Feminine energies in the most beautiful of ways. You'll be nurturing both yourself and those around you. You're giving yourself room to grow and consider other avenues of creation. Pisces, you might start to notice that your peers and new acquaintances want to open up to you and tell you their entire life stories. Let them – you never know where you might gain a little bit of insight on your own life while helping another. Trust your intuition during this time too, because your spiritual abilities will be heightened during this New Moon. Pisces might notice seeing more shadows, shapes, or spiritual messages. Don't fear; you're protected, loved, and divinely guided. You might feel guided towards getting more plants for your home – go for it! Bring nature in!

Scorpio: Ace Of Pentacles – A prosperous new beginning is yours, Scorpio! This is going to be the stable, firm, and financially free foundation that you always dreamed of. This is something that you have been manifesting for a long time. You might have had blockages in regards to money, but your luck is changing now. For some Scorpio's you'll be receiving a job offer from a friend. This friend could have a short, brown bob haircut, and they're going to be very excited over the idea of working with you. Take this offer seriously as it will provide so much excitement and comfort into your life! Other's will notice that there are going to be an influx of interviews and job offers over all. I am also hearing that while you work at your new job, you will be provided with more chances to travel as well, Scorpio. Go for it! You deserve it for how much work you've put in.

FIRE: The Wheel Of Fortune – A lucky period of time is coming into your life, Fire Signs. Are you ready to embrace this exciting turn of events? It's going to be a wild ride, so buckle in! You're going to notice that your luck is changing for the better. This is going to make you feel inspired to take large leaps of faith into a brand new lifestyle. No more small potatoes, Fire Signs. You're ready for the wheels of fate to finally turn in your favor after a long period of feeling shut out in the cold by the Universe. After a perspective shift, you're understanding how lucky and talented you are – and gaining a new perspective of gratitude for life. I keep hearing as well that Fire Signs are going to have the Mitas Touch, where everything they touch will turn to gold. Now is a brilliant time to focus on academic and financial goals. Why not make a Vision Board of everything that you want to bring in over the next year, Fire Signs?

Leo: Judgment – You're closing up Karmic Cycles and breaking Ancestral Curses, Leo. It isn't always easy to have to do this, but it is something that has to happen in order for you to get to the next level. It's okay to feel frustrated, angry, or overwhelmed during this time. Feel your emotions and express them to those around you as they are your Soul Family, and they genuinely want to help you in any way that they can. Leos are also going to be realizing who is actually in their corner. I am hearing that for a few Leos, you're going to understand that someone you thought was there for you no matter what, never really had your back to begin with. Process the pain, grieve the loss of a friend, and continue forward knowing you are doing your best every day. Some Leo's are understanding and identifying longstanding self-sabotaging energies and are deciding to nip it in the bud. Good for you, Leo!

Sagittarius: The Devil – Sagittarius might be dealing with some mental worries and anxieties. The Universe is wanting you to lighten your mental load and decompress some. It's okay to have some alone time just focusing on your relaxation. You don't need to always be on the go or doing something, Sagittarius. Even in different Mythologies and religions the God's took rest – set aside this idea that you don't deserve some rest and relaxation. Other's might be struggling with addictions, but you're going to find it easier over the next few months to distance yourself from self-sabotaging tendencies or toxic patterns. Good for you, Sagittarius! I'm proud of you for recognizing what in your life isn't fulfilling you anymore – and for wanting better going forward. Some in toxic relationships are being asked to take some time to travel or be away from this person to get a clear head on what it means to be healthier by yourself. (You will feel a LOT lighter without this individual around)

Aries: The Tower – There is a major shake-up in your life emerging, Aries! Don't feel scared or intimidated by this, as it's actually a great thing! This is to realign you with where you actually have to be. Spirit is showing me an image of a dog on a leash, getting wrapped around a tree while running while it's owner is frantically trying to unwrap them and saying “No, This Way, Honey!” The Universe is untangling you from a messy situation, and it's going to be for the better. Whether this be through an unexpected job or opportunity loss, a move, or something that you see as unfortunate; it might just be a new opportunity to start over fresh. Now's your chance to turn a new leaf and go towards a firmer foundation for yourself. Some Aries might realize the connections (both platonic and romantic) aren't the healthiest for you. A friend might decide to betray your trust or kindness. You're being asked to let this rug be pulled out from under your feet, so a newer one can be set in it's place. After all, when one door closes – another one opens.

#moon #moon magic #moon magick #magick #new moon #moon cycle #moon cycle magick #lunar spells #lunar #lunar witch #lunar ritual #ritual #rituals #wicca #pagan #paganry #heathenry #metaphysical #spiritual #spirit guides #taurus #virgo #capricorn #leo #new moon in leo #leo new moon #sagittarius #scorpio #aries #libra

[kumeko]

A/N: For the @fewriterszine! I have so many things I want to write for post canon, ahhhh. My partner  cebrys_ @ twitter/instagram drew an amazing piece to go with it!

…

…

…

…

Victories weren’t supposed to feel hollow. They were supposed to fill Corrin with pride, like when she landed a strike on Xander during training, or the rare times she beat Leo in chess. They were supposed to fill her with joy, like when she won one of Elise’s parlor games or snuck up on Camilla. There were many feelings that came with victory, but none of them were supposed to be negative.

 Yet, as Corrin stood in front of the Nohr throne, her sword hilt deep in the man she’d once called father, all she could feel was emptiness. His wrinkled hand gripped the blade, the metal cutting into his hand until blood slowly dripped down the edge. Garon looked at the blade, then at her.

 “You,” he breathed.

 Corrin didn’t say anything. She stared at him, though she knew he couldn’t see her back. His sight was gone now, his hearing too most likely. Blood dripped down his lips as he gurgled his last breath.

“We did it!” Hinoka yelled from the center of the throne room, her voice echoing through the vast hall.

So focused had she been on Garon, Corrin had almost forgotten that she wasn’t alone. Around her, various soldiers cheered, victory finally at hand. Despite her booming voice, Hinoka leaned against her lance tiredly, no doubt done with all the fighting.

 Armour clanked as Ryoma climbed the steps to the throne. Corrin watched as her brother slowly approached her, as his heavy hand rested on her shoulder. The touch burned. Xander used to squeeze her like that.

 “Good job,” Ryoma praised, his stern expression softening as he smiled. “We couldn’t have done this without you.”

 Still, she said nothing. Behind her, her kidnapper dissolved into water, his life finally gone. Xander would have inherited the throne next. This hall would have been decorated with the fanciest flowers Elise could convince their older brother to buy. Camilla would have picked their outfits for the coronation and Leo would have rolled his eyes at the spectacle of it all.

 None of that could happen anymore. Corrin looked around, at where Sakura was healing the wounded, where Takumi was helping Azura stand, where the Hoshido soldiers were clapping each other on the back. Camilla and Leo were nowhere in sight.

 She didn’t know if she should be relieved or cry about that.

 -x-

 Corrin stared at the Nohr Royal Castle. In the night, she couldn’t see it all that well, the torches barely outlining its shape, but she’d observed it long enough to memorize the half-mast flags. The interior was no doubt covered in black. Xander’s and Elise’s bodies had to have been moved by now, their clothes prepared for a public viewing before the state funeral.

 “Couldn’t sleep?” Ryoma asked, sitting down next to her. The log next to the firepit was barely wide enough to fit them both, especially with his imposing frame.

 Corrin tore her eyes away from the castle and back down to the tent city around them. The Hoshidan army was still camped outside the castle gates, gathering provisions slowly before the long march home. She still hadn’t figured out if she would join them. She still didn’t know if she could stay here.

 “No, I…” Corrin trailed off before rubbing her arm. “Azura…I should have stopped her from singing.”

 Even now, she could feel Azura’s hand in hers, hear her weak voice. They had barely celebrated Garon’s death before Azura had collapsed, her body disappearing like dew in the morning. Corrin curled her hand and closed her eyes. “We should have found a way to win without her powers.”

 “Maybe. Azura is—was very stubborn about helping others. Even over herself.” Ryoma gave her a weak smile. His voice cracked slightly, but somehow stayed strong. He reached out, squeezing her shoulder. “She would have sung either way, if only to save us from getting hurt.”

 “This hurts more than a cut would,” Corrin mumbled, resting a hand on his as she soaked in his comfort.

  The fire flickered, shadows dancing across Ryoma’s face. Without his armour, he didn’t look as imposing as he normally did. He looked like a man, not a king, not a warrior. “It does.”

 Xander had looked like that too, when he had tea with her, and Corrin swallowed the lump in her throat. “I should have tried.” She was proud how her voice didn’t crack. “She should be here with us.”

 Instead, she had disappeared like the rain, not even leaving her pendant behind for Corrin to remember her by. All that was left was a memory to mourn and Corrin wasn’t sure if it was easier that way, if having no body was better than having one. As it was, her siblings were taking it hard. Hinoka looked small, frail, and Takumi radiated regret with every step. Corrin had watched as they’d comfort one another, their hugs barely keeping the tears at bay.

 It took all four of them to handle Azura’s death. Corrin looked up at the castle again. Just what hope did Camilla and Leo have with two?

 -x-

 Corrin stood in the grand hall, an anxious ball of nerves. This room had always been imposing, all dark corners and large swathes of shadows. The pillars are a cold grey, the décor menacing. It had been less than a week since the war ended and if she looked, she could see the blood stains on the ground, barely scrubbed away.

 When they’d snuck into the palace, they hadn’t gone through this room. For that, Corrin was glad, it was hard enough to breathe in here as it was. She could still see Iago and Garon at the top of the stairs, all cruel words and cold eyes as they told her to kill the prisoners. Corrin’s heart constricted, a helpless and trapped sensation flooding through her.

 After all that happened, it could be Camilla and Leo standing there next, accusing her of war crimes. Around her, she heard the guards’ whispers and felt their angry stares. She was the traitor princess, after all. After killing Xander and Elise, she shouldn’t be here at all.

 “It’s okay, milady.” A warm hand slipped into hers, jerking her out of her thoughts. Corrin looked to her right. Jakob offered her a reassuring smile as his fingers interlaced with hers. His grip was firm.

“Jakob.” Corrin tried to smile back. Her chest still felt tight.

 “They’ll meet you.” Jakob lowered his eyes slightly. “They adore you.”

 Corrin almost laughed. “After all I’ve done? I rejected their hands so many times, waged war against their country, killed Xander and Elise—”

 “You didn’t kill them,” Jakob interrupted in a rare burst of anger. His jaw clenched, the way it would whenever he’d reprimanded her for being too reckless. “Pride and stubbornness killed Xander. Ideals without the strength to uphold them killed Elise.”

 “Jakob!” Corrin hissed, yanking her hand out his. “They—”

 “I mean no disrespect with that,” Jakob replied, cutting her off once more. “Just the truth. It is a tragedy what happened, but it is no more your fault than theirs.”

 Corrin glared at him. “And if I hadn’t attacked Nohr?”

 “Then Garon would have conquered Hoshido and the world would have been worse off for it,” Jakob replied quietly, his anger dissipating. Now he only looked sad. “Xander and Elise would have been no safer in that world than they were in this one.”

 Corrin opened her mouth, ready to argue, but what could she say in response to that? He was right. It was a harsh truth, but he was right. Garon hadn’t seen them as more than pawns, and he would have disposed of Xander and Elise the second they weren’t needed. Camilla and Leo would have died too. At least they were alive here. She pursed her lips, her hand curling into a fist.

 “I…”

 Before she could apologize, doors on the second floor opened. A man walked to the rail and announced, “Her Majesty Camilla and His Highness Leo have arrived.”

 His voice echoed through the room. Corrin looked up to find Camilla and Leo at the top of the stairs, looking down at her. For a long moment, they stared at each other. Corrin wasn’t sure she remembered how to breathe. How long had it been since they’d seen each other? Only days, only weeks, and yet it felt like years. There was a before Xander’s and Elise’s deaths, and an after.

 The room was oddly silent. Not even the guards made a noise, no murmuring or the clank of their armour. Corrin swallowed, waiting for judgement to fall on her, when Camilla hurried down the stairs. “Corrin!”

 That was all the warning she got before her elder sister rammed into her, her arms wrapping around her tighter than rope. Camilla squeezed her tightly, resting her head on Corrin’s shoulders. Her long purple hair tickled Corrin’s neck.

 “Camilla,” Corrin managed, slowly hugging back. Her sister felt thinner, bonier. Resting her hand on Camilla’s back, she couldn’t feel the muscles she was used to, the strength that allowed her to pick up her favourite axe.

 “I’m so glad you’re back,” Camilla murmured softly, as though she’d crack at anything louder than a whisper. “I…I’m just…so glad.”

 “Me too.” Corrin’s eyes watered and she clutched her sister tightly. It had been too long since they’d last hugged, since they hadn’t faced each other across the battlefield. She wanted to drag Leo into the hug, to hold both them as close as possible, but he still stood at the top of the stairs.

 Corrin looked up at him, their eyes meeting. He wore an unreadable expression, his lips a straight line. His jaw tightened and he whirled around, leaving them.

 -x-

 “It’s getting late,” Camilla muttered, staring out the windows that lined her bedroom. The sun had just set, the last vestiges of light barely bright enough to outline the city sprawling around the castle. Servants had already lit the candles, small pools of lights in every corner of the room. Seated on the bed, Corrin could just make out the city.

 She hadn’t seen the capital like this. Before, she hadn’t been allowed to, and after, they’d been at war. Unlike Hoshido, Nohr was a darker place, one of moonlight and not sunlight. There was a desolate beauty to it that she knew her Hoshidian siblings couldn’t see.

 “Yeah,” Corrin agreed, her eyes moving to their faint reflection in the window. Camilla hadn’t left her side throughout the day, her hand often neatly tucked into Corrin’s arms to keep them glued together. Even now, Camilla was braiding her hair, allowing them no more than a foot’s space between them. She hadn’t had the heart to pull away, and to be honest she wasn’t sure if she wanted to.

 She felt like the castle was holding its breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop, and she didn’t want to face the storm alone. Corrin stared at Camilla’s reflection. “I guess it’s time for bed.”

 “Bed…” Camilla trailed off, her hands freezing. She stared at the door, as though she expected someone to burst in.

 When she didn’t continue, Corrin leaned back, resting her head on her sister’s chest. From this close, her sister looked worn and she frowned as she looked up. “Is something wrong?”

 “No, I…” Camilla tore her eyes away from the door. Smiling down at Corrin, she gently pushed her back up into a seated position. “Darling, you’re messing up the braid. You can’t sleep until we’re done. How about…” Her voice cracked. “How about a sleepover? For your first night here.”

 “A sleepover?” Corrin could almost hear Elise’s voice there, hear the exact lit as she pleaded her case.

 “Y-yeah.” Head bowed, Camilla busied herself with unbraiding Corrin’s hair. “We must have one—your room hasn’t been prepared yet! Why, in the morning you could choose one yourself, there’s so many here.”

 “I…” Corrin didn’t know if she was going to stay. She didn’t know how to, after all the misery she’d caused. Yet, hearing the crack in Camilla’s voice, the way her hands trembled, she didn’t know how to leave either. “A sleepover sounds fun.”

 “The maids are making tea and…” Camilla tugged Corrin’s hair into a tight braid. “We were supposed to have a ball when you arrived, darling.”

 “A party?” Corrin turned around but Camilla firmly pushed her jaw back.

 “You’ll ruin the braid,” she fussed, weaving Corrin’s long locks into a single braid. “And yes, a party for you. Elise…” Her voice cracked again but she pushed forward. “planned all of it. The food, the music, the decorations. Xander rejected all of it.” Camilla laughed, a bittersweet sound. “It was too expensive, so Elise kept cutting down things and trying again. He couldn’t get her to stop all together.”

 Corrin felt a bump on her back. Turning her head slightly, she could see Camilla’s head resting against her back, her hands tight on Corrin’s shoulders.

 “Despite his words, he was just as excited as she was. He even got a room cleaned up for you.”

 Corrin could just picture it. She closed her eyes. “He always hid his kindness.”

 “He is—was adorable like that. Though not as adorable as Leo.” Camilla laughed wetly. “He helped Elise change her plans, even though he kept calling it a waste of time.”

 It was strange. The room was empty, save for the two of them, but Corrin could feel her siblings around her. Elise sitting on the bed, Camilla braiding her hair as she rattled off her latest frustrations. Xander and Leo arguing over budgets. Camilla and Xander would exchange a knowing look, the two eldest working together behind the scenes.

 Nowhere in that picture was her and Corrin felt a lump in her throat.

 -x-

 For the past two days, Corrin hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Leo. To be fully honest, she hadn’t seen his or anyone else’s retainers either, and she didn’t know if that was because they were avoiding her or if they’d been ordered away. Either way, she was glad—she didn’t know how she could look at Effie or Arthur after what’d happened.

 And she could never look at Laslow or Peri again.

 Yet today he stood in the hallway, staring out the windows to the private gardens. Her heart constricted at the sight of him, her body stock still as she figured out her next move. He hadn’t noticed her yet. From his profile, his gaze was locked firmly on something outside. Steeling herself, she marched to him.

 He still didn’t move, not even when she came to a stop right next to him. Corrin looked at him, then out the window. There was a dirt patch outside, one that showed signs of digging, but there were no obvious hints as to what had been dug up or buried there. The rest of the garden was filled with thorny roses and sharply-trimmed bushes.

 “What’s there?” she asked, unable to stop herself.

 “It’s…” Leo caught himself before he finished the sentence. Tearing his eyes from the dirt, he turned to her. “What’re you doing here?”

 Leo had never been a cold person. Despite his attitude, he’d always been warm, giving. Corrin couldn’t help the shiver that ran up her spine at his stare, at his eyes that looked like they could pierce through her. Even when they’d been at war, he hadn’t looked so icy.

 “I…” Corrin swallowed, forcing herself to smile. “I wanted to talk to you.”

 He didn’t say anything. She wasn’t sure if that was a good sign or not.

 Clasping her hands, she continued, “I…I know that it’s hard…that I did something unforgivable…but…”

 Camilla hadn’t wanted or allowed an apology, no matter how many times Corrin wanted to give one. Now that she had the chance to say it, she didn’t know where to start, what words to use. Xander had died by her hand, whether he wanted it or not. Elise had sacrificed herself. A kingdom had been invaded, and she had led the charge.

 “I’m sorry. For everything. I—”

 Leo’s jaw tightened. “Don’t.”

 Corrin looked at him owlishly. “What?”

 “Don’t,” he repeated before turning on his heel and leaving.

 Corrin didn’t chase. She didn’t have the right to.  

 -x-

 Castle Krakenburg had never been Corrin’s home. No, hers had been the Northern Fortress. She knew the ins and outs of her fort, the rooms her siblings lived, the places they liked to play. The castle was a blank canvas to her, the history of it invisible to her alone.

 It was easy, though, to guess which spaces belonged to Xander and Elise. There were rooms Camilla’s eyes would just slide past, areas where she’d step around as though she could see Xander’s ghost. Leo could be found in only certain sections of the library and the study and some items were left with a layer of dust on them as though even the maids weren’t ready to face them.

 Corrin had no such compunctions. She snuck around in the middle of the night, when Camilla wasn’t watching, when Leo didn’t have to be avoided. A candle in hand, she mapped out a castle that had once been as foreign as Hoshido.

 Xander’s room was sparsely furnished. She sat down gingerly on his hard bed, on the ever so practical grey blankets. The pillowcase was bright blue, flowers embroidered on the edges, and that had to be a gift from Elise or Camilla. Maybe both, Elise had never been patient enough for sewing. There was a stack of papers on his side table and Corrin hesitated before reading the top one. It was a report on the country’s food supply, and of course he’d read that before he slept. He’d ever been the work-a-holic.

 Even now, Corrin remembered his profile in the night, his sword glinting in the moonlight as he practiced his swings. Her brother had cared deeply for his country. Too deeply. Tears pricked her eyes and she left his room before she could cry.

 On another night, she explored Elise’s room, all pinks and yellows. There was only a musty scent now, but Corrin liked to imagine it smelled floral at one point. Despite how flowers were hard to get here, it was hard to picture Elise without them. Her closet was filled with dresses, the fanciest of which looked hardly touched. Instead it was the simpler ones that looked thoroughly worn, with small patches hidden here and there to keep clothing together.

 Elise had always been wiser than she’d acted, though Corrin hadn’t realized just how much. It was disquieting to realize she didn’t know her siblings as well as she’d thought. That she might never know, her sister taking her secrets to the grave.

 Night after night, Corrin explored the castle, sitting in Xander’s spot in the study, reading from Elise’s alcove in a tower. Despite how strong their presence was for Camilla and Leo, Corrin couldn’t feel them.  A chair was just a chair, a book a book, and all of these little pieces didn’t make up a person as much as she pushed them together.

 -x-

 The Hoshidians were gone, her family with them, and Corrin wasn’t sure if she shouldn’t have left as well. Just as much as Camilla needed her, Leo didn’t. Even their meals were separate, Camilla eating with her. If she’d gone, maybe they could have grieved together.

 “Maybe you should eat with Leo?” Corrin suggested finally, turning to her right. The Nohr dining table was overly long—even with all of her siblings, they could never have filled in all of the chairs.

 Camilla raised a brow. “What do you mean, darling? I always eat with him.”

 “Huh?” Corrin blinked, thrown off kilter.

 “I eat with you, and then with him.” Camilla reached over, squeezing her arm tenderly. “You are both precious to me and I would never leave either of you alone.”

 “Oh.” Corrin looked down at her plate, not sure what to say. She hadn’t thought of that possibility at all.

 “Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll eat together soon.” Camilla smiled sadly. “He just needs some time.”

 “Does he? I think he hates me,” Corrin admitted, her shoulders sinking at the memory. Even now, she could feel his icy stare. All of their encounters lasted three seconds.

 Camilla wrapped an arm around her. “No, he doesn’t—”

 “It’d be stranger if he didn’t.” Corrin leaned against Camilla, soaking in her warmth. “Why don’t you? After I…” She couldn’t say the word killed, it stuck in her throat. “After all I did.”

 Camilla fell silent. For a moment, Corrin wondered if she’d finally succeeded in driving off her last sibling, if she’d have to pack her bags and head to Hoshido sooner than she’d thought.

 “We weren’t great either,” Camilla finally uttered, resting her cheek on Corrin’s head. “And more importantly, I’m tired of hating. It hurts too much. Elise…Elise wouldn’t have liked it. Leo, he’ll come around. He just needs time.”

 Nestled like this, Corrin could believe anything. She closed her eyes and listened to Camilla breathe. “I hope so.”

 “He will.” Camilla sighed. “Hopefully by the coronation. I need both of you there with me.”

 “The coronation…are you ready?” she asked.

 “Not at all.” Camilla laughed dryly. “Xander had always been the leader, the strong one. He always had a plan.” Her voice grew pained. “I…I don’t know how to do that. I’m not a leader. I never have been.”

 “I’m not one either.” Corrin pulled away, looking Camilla in the eye. She smiled encouragingly. “But I think we could do it together.”

 Camilla’s eyes grew wide before she hugged Corrin. “Yes, we can.”

 -x-

 The clock struck twelve, large metal gongs ringing through the night. Corrin stood next to a window, listening to the chimes. Yawning, she had to admit that it was late. She’d done enough exploration for the day.

 Heading back to her room, she paused as a small light to her right caught her eye. Someone was out in the garden. Quietly, she approached the window, peering out to make out who it was. They weren’t moving, the lamp in their hand, and she could just make out a familiar cape.

 Leo.

 Now that she was looking, she realized this was the same window as before, that he was standing in front of that dirt patch. Quickly, she opened the window and hopped outside. Just like the last time, he didn’t hear her, his gaze fixed firmly on the dirt. It was dark, so she couldn’t see much, but the plot looked as empty as it had before.

 Before she could voice her question, Leo murmured, “Elise wanted to grow sunflowers here.”

 Corrin snapped her attention at Leo, but he didn’t look at her. She held her breath, afraid of breaking the moment. He might run away again like a scared rabbit.

 “They never grew. No matter how many times she planted them. Elise never studied for anything, but she read every book on flowers and gardening she could find.”

 Corrin reached down, grabbing his hand tightly.

 He didn’t react. “The soil was dead the entire time.”

 It was scary, how monotone his voice was, but his hand was warm and she intertwined their fingers.

 Finally, he turned to her. “Sometimes I wonder if all of Nohr is as dead as this lot.”

 “It isn’t,” she replied firmly.

 “What do you know?” he snapped back, but he didn’t pull away from her touch. For once, his argument was feeble, his sharp words deserting him. “You were always trapped in that fortress.”

 “I saw a lot on my way here,” Corrin replied, her eyes locked on his. It was strange, the words just came as she thought of the underground city, of Elise guiding them there. “Nohr is alive, its people are alive, despite everything Garon did to them. They just need a little help, a little kindness, and they’ll flourish.”

 “Elise was kind.” A tear slid down his cheek. “Xander had a vision. Camilla and I…we have neither.”

 “You have each other.” She reached up, wiping his cheek. “You have me.”

 “I…” More tears fell, like a dam bursting open. “I could have saved them.”

 Corrin didn’t bother to ask who. “You didn’t do anything.”

 “That’s just it!” he shouted, grabbing her hand, sobbing silently. His voice broke. “I didn’t do anything. I didn’t help them. I didn’t help you. I just walked away from it all and Elise…I could have saved her. Maybe not Xander, but at least her.”

 He fell to his knees, weak, his hand still wrapped tightly around her wrist.

 “Instead, I did nothing.”

 “You didn’t do anything wrong.” It was too much and Corrin collapsed to the ground now. Wrapping her arms around Leo, she hugged him tightly. “I killed them. My sword cut through them. Their blood’s on my hands, not yours.”

 “But you weren’t wrong,” Leo mumbled, hugging her back, his hands clenching her shirt like a lifeline. “Garon had to go and you weren’t wrong. And if I…if I’d joined you, maybe Xander would have stepped down. Maybe none of this had to happen.”

 “And if I’d asked or tried harder or—”

 It was too much, thinking about all of the what-ifs, the lost possibilities. She wailed, like she hadn’t since she was a child. Leo crumpled, sobbing, his hand still in hers.

 -x-

 Unlike Ryoma’s coronation, Camilla’s was not one of pomp and celebration. It was a solemn event. The halls were draped in black and gold, with the occasional red highlight. This was both a goodbye and a greeting, an ending and a beginning.

 Xander and Elise rested under marble tombs, joining their ancestors. Camilla stood on the balcony overlooking the crowds of watchful citizens, their words a dull murmur compared to Hoshido’s energetic cheers. The fur-trimmed purple cloak she wore swallowed her entirely, and the hand that held her scepter trembled. She looked small. Lost.

 Standing behind glass doors, Corrin watched as her sister slowly stepped toward the railing. Leo was already standing there, announcing Camilla’s presence. Corrin couldn’t hear them properly, the glass muffling the sound, and suddenly she was in the Northern Fortress, watching as her siblings left for the castle. Most of her childhood had been spent like that, watching, waiting, always apart and never with.

 “Corrin.”

 Corrin blinked, hearing her name, and looked out the window. Camilla and Leo were turned toward her, their hands outstretched. Confused, she poked her head out the door. “What?”

 “Didn’t you say we’d rule together?” Camilla smiled, beckoning her to come closer.

 “But—”

 “You’re our sister, you have to suffer through these functions with us,” Leo added impatiently, but he was smiling too.

 Corrin stared at their hands, at them. At the ghosts of Xander and Elise that stood behind them. That was right, her time in the fortress had never been lonely. Her family, her friends, they’d always opened the door, calling her out.

 It was the same now, even if now there were only two hands reaching for her instead of four. Corrin pushed open the door and stepped outside.

 Whatever the future held now, they’d handle it together.  

#fire emblem fates #corrin #camilla #leo #nohr #ryoma #elise #xander #fanfic #fire emblem