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agirlwithbigdreamsforher · 1 year

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THE NANNY: CHAPTER 1

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: Working and single parenting is not easy. Andy needs to find a nanny for his son Jacob. Annie, an education degree student at Lasell University, comes to their lives just in time for the big changes in Andy’s life.

Warnings: none

A/N: This is a story with a younger Andy Barber (30) and a 3 year old Jacob. English is not my first language, I know Little about how education (in general) and universities work in the States, also, I don’t know anything about laws, DA, ADA, etc. sooooo don’t come from me, please, at the end of the day this is just fiction and the purpose is to entertain. Enjoy!

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Word count: 1645

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Due to the load of work he had now, and his moving from the apartment he had been living since Jake was a baby to a new house, it wasn’t until a Thursday when Andy finally finished his research on the nanny Pam had recommended. He had talked to Jacob about his new job and explained to him how they had to spend a little less time together. Of course, Jacob wasn’t so thrill about it, but this job was to give them a better life and sacrifices had to be made. After picking up Jake at daycare at noon, and had lunch with his son, he called the infamous nanny.

Annie was at the coffee shop with Mark and Sharon, her classmates and close friends, working on a project to turn in later that evening. Annie had her nose stuck up in a book, when her phone rang.

“Who is it?” Sharon asked.

“It probably is Daniel,” said Mark with a disgust face. “He calls her every time she is not in the apartment. Seriously honey, I don’t know how can you like him, he is kind of a jerk.”

“He has a big dick…” she joked. “Hello?” Annie put the phone in her ear.

“Hi! Is this Annie Johnson?”

“This is she, who is this?”

“This is Andy Barber, look I need someone to take care of my kid and I was wondering if you are available for an interview today at 2:30.”

“Sure! Where do you live?”

“Newton, I’ll text you the address.”

“Perfect, I’ll see you at 2:30 Mr. Barber.” Annie ended the call and smiled.

“Who is Mr. Barber?” Sharon asked.

“I don’t know, he said he needs a babysitter, so I have to meet him at his place.”

“Oh no! You can’t leave! We haven’t finished!” Mark said.

“Please! You know this is what I do, I have to go. He said it was just an interview.” she looked at her friends with puppy eyes. “Look I will finish my part and I promise I’ll send it to you before 7.”

“Fine!” Mark told her rolling his eyes while Sharon laughed at his expression.

Annie grabbed her things and headed to her car when the phone dinged with a text with an address. Newton wasn’t far from Auburndale, where the university was; 10 minutes tops if there was traffic, which hardly ever happened. It was 2:20 when she arrived to the Barber’s house. It was a pretty white house with a red door, and a wide driveway. She looked herself in the mirror of her black old Jetta, putting some lip-gloss on her lips, she was wearing a light pink sweater, jeans and her black Converse. She got out of the car and walked to the door, fixing her clothing and hair a little before knocking. The door was opened by a man with black pants and a white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. Annie was taken aback by his face, full beard, blue eyes and white skin, he had broad shoulders, and in general he seemed fit.

“Annie Johnson?” Andy looked at her, she was just an average girl, wavy light brown hair, tanned skin, she didn’t look skinny nor fat either, 5’4” perhaps.

“Excuse me?” Andy raised his eyebrow and cleared his throat. “I’m sorry, yes, I am Annie Johnson and I guess you are Mr. Barber.”

“Andy, you can call me Andy. Come in” Andy step aside for her to get in. “You’re early.”

“Yeah, sorry.” Annie could smell his cologne as she passed by him. “Did I interrupt anything?”

“No, not really.” Andy looked at her up and down as she passed in front of him.

Annie looked at the living room and dining room and then followed Andy. There were boxes everywhere. The big window on the dining room allowed her to see the backyard, with two swings, a slide and a trampoline.

“We just move in, sorry for the mess. Please, sit.”

“It’s ok Mr. Barber.” Annie sat around the dining table, some dirty plates where still there.

“Andy… so my friend Pam told me you were an excellent babysitter.”

“Pam?”

“Pam Duffy.”

“Oh right! Phoebe’s mom! I love that kid, she is very smart.” Annie smiled at the thought of the child.

“Alright so, here’s the deal, I need a nanny from Monday to Thursday, from 3 to 7.”

“Wow! Hold on, I thought you needed a babysitter, you know for the day, or the weekend. I have never done something like this before.”

“I understand that but look I really need help, I got promoted, I’m the new ADA…”

“ADA?” She asked confused.

“Assistant District Attorney” She kept looking at him when she heard the answer, “I’m a lawyer.”

“Oh!” she blushed a little, “Sorry, I really didn’t know what it was.”

“Anyways, my son can’t be by himself all afternoon, nor be with me at the office; he is just 3, and I promise you he is very calm.” he looked at her with pleading eyes.

Annie looked at the men talking in front of her, he was really handsome, his teeth were perfect, and those rosy lips seems so soft.

“Miss Johnson?” His voice brought her back to reality. “Are you listening to what I’m saying?

“Just Annie, and you said over the phone this was just an interview.”

“Well, yes. I need to know more about you. As I told you my son Jake is only 3, and…

“You need to know I’m not crazy” She interrupted him. “It’s not my first interview.” Both smiled. “What do you want to know?”

“Just, tell me about you.” Andy said while leaning back on the chair and crossing his arms.

“That poor shirt must be suffering, it looks very tight around his arms.” Annie thought. “Alright, my name is Annabelle, Annie… I’m from Boston, I’m 21, I study education at Lasell, is my third year now… I have a brother back in Boston, he is an accountant, and he is married, they have a baby girl named Denisse. Ammm I like chocolate ice cream… I have a boyfriend, Daniel, he is majoring in criminal justice… my favorite Disney film is Aladdin,” Andy laughed. “What? It’s a great movie! And ammm I’ve been a babysitter since high school. I think that’s it.”

“What about your parents?”

“Theirs names were Peter and Lisa, both were high school teachers, dad taught English and my mom taught sciences.”

“Were?”

“Ammm they died a little after I came to Lasell. Car accident, a drunk driver hit their car.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

“No problem. Sooooo… You actually need me 4 days?”

“Yes, you will be free on the weekends, I managed to convince my boss to let me work half the day on Fridays. I just need you to be with Jake, help him with the little homework they give him at daycare and make dinner.”

“Make dinner? Well… we may have a problem there, I don’t cook much, but I guess I can learn.”

“Great!” Andy clapped his hands. “Questions?”

“Yes, how much are you going to pay me?”

“Right! Excellent question.” Andy give her a toothy smile and winked at her. “20 bucks an hour.”

“Mr. Barber, you got yourself a nanny.” she extended her hand waiting for his handshake which Andy replied.

“I told you I’m Andy. Just Andy. Now if you excuse me, I will go for Jake to introduce you.”

Andy left and Annie let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. The man was hot, like really hot! Whoever was married to him was a lucky lady. She was deep in her thoughts when Andy came back.

“Annie, this is my son Jake. Jake this is our new friend, Annie.”

Annie looked down to the kid behind Andy’s legs, Jake was a cute little boy, dark hair, pale skin, and very marked bags under his eyes, a little strange in a kid his age.

“Hi Jake, I’m Annie.” Jake looked at her with big eyes while he held his Captain America action figure against his chest. Annie kneeled to be eye level with him. “Do you like Captain America?” the boy smiled and nodded. “I like Loki you know.”

“He is ba’ guy.” Jake said walking towards Annie.

“I know, but superheroes need bad guys to fight with don’t you think?”

“Yes… Loki is good bad guy.”

“Yes, he is a gud ba’ guy.”

Andy was amazed with how good she was, she did nothing and the kid sat with her and showed her his toy. He looked at his watch.

“Damn,” he said under his breath. “Can you stay today? I’ll pay you. I’m already late.”

“Sure Mr. Barber.” Not even looking at him, her whole attention was on Jacob.

“Either you call me Andy or I will fire you.” Andy said while picking his briefcase.

“Andy it is… come on Jake say bye to dad.”

The boy stared at his dad, tears in his eyes and a trembling chin, and hugged his dad.

“Shhhh, Jake we talked about this, I have to go, and you can’t come with me. Annie will play with you ok? Be a good boy, for me.”

“Yes, daddy.” Jacob rubbed his eyes with his sleeve.

Annie carried Jake in her arms to the couch and walked Andy to the door.

“I feel terrible for this.” Andy commented grabbing his keys.

“Don’t worry Mr… Andy, is normal. He’ll be fine.”

“Ok.” Andy gave a last look to his son sitting on the couch. “Ok… call if you need anything or an emergency, you already have my number.”

“I got this, go.” Andy walked away to his car. “Excuse me, Andy?” He turned and looked at her. “When is your wife coming home?”

“I don’t have a wife.”

#andybarber #andyandannie #defending jacob #thenanny #andyannieandjacob #andyxreader #andyxannie

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awstenknight · 4 months

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oh my god girl you've read 100 books this year?? 100??? I'm speechless but also give us your top 10 please and thank you

top 10 hmmmmmm let me look through!!

in no order:

real friends - middle grade graphic novel about friends, family, school

all the things we never said - ya about three suicidal teenage girls who are matched as partners on a suicide pact website

fourth wing - emerging adult dragon book that reads like a fanfic. i am not a dragon book girl at ALL but i loved this one. hunger games/divergent vibes. a page-turner for me!!

the prince and the dressmaker - graphic novel. so sweet.

before we were blue - ya with alternating perspectives from roommates in inpatient ED treatment. kinda weak (not bad) ending, but the story as a whole was so good i didnt mind.

numb to this: memoir of a mass shooting - graphic novel memoir written by a college student who was on campus during a shooting. it's largely focused on the aftermath (spanning a few years of her life) and the shooting's affect on her friendships, family, and mental health

re-read of im glad my mom died - jennette mccurdy (sam from icarly)'s autobiography focused heavily on her eating disorder and her relationship with her abusive mom. also dealing with fame, what it's like behind the scenes, and growing into being an adult when you have no idea what that means.

hidden pictures - CONTROVERSIAL so i cant super super recommend it, but despite the controversy it was maybe my favorite book this year!! adult fiction about a 20-something recovering addict who takes a nanny job with a nice suburban family. the kid starts drawing freaky, unsettling pictures. the family gets a little stranger as time goes on, and clues start cropping up all over. some people think its dumb af, and some people love it. i happened to be in the love camp haha.

under the whipsering door wasnt a favorite necessarily but i really enjoyed it. the premise is that when people die, they go somewhere where a ferryman can take them to the afterlife. this book's ferryman works in a tea shop. spirits stay there until they're ready to pass through the whispering door - and nobody knows what's behind the door. the story is about a mean lawyer who dies and wakes up at the tea shop and refuses to go through the door. it had me choking up at one part, and im not a crier!! potentially very moving if youre in the right headspace. found family, huge growth from the main character. great read.

breathe and count back from ten - ya about a high school girl with hip dysplasia and overprotective parents. all she wants in the world is to be a professional mermaid and perform at her town's tourist attraction called mermaid cove. i wish the love story hadnt been part of this bc i was just interested in how her medical stuff affects her, hearing about her body image, seeing her interact with her family, watching her attempt to overcome obstacles, etc.

#anon #ask Aly

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alexblakeisgay · 7 months

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Between the Blues and the Pinks (Ch. 12)

Ship: Alex Blake/Emily Prentiss

Summary: The Baby Blues: The temporary feelings of sadness following having a baby. Also known as Postpartum Depression. The Baby Pinks: The mild mania experienced following having a baby. Also known as Postpartum Euphoria.

Warnings: Mental health issues, postpartum mood disorders.

Word Count: 1063

"Thank you for being flexible and meeting me here," Emily said with a polite smile as the other woman took a seat across from her in the coffee shop. Between taking care of Lindy and shuttling Alex between appointments, Emily had been struggling to carve out time in her schedule to interview potential nannies. She'd finally found a few spare minutes while Alex was seeing her OB/GYN and the only candidate who'd been able to make the last minute interview was, fortunately, the candidate Emily was most hopeful about.

The woman waved away her apologies with a good-natured smile. "Believe me, I understand how difficult the first few months can be," she said.

Emily couldn't help but laugh a little because difficult may have been the understatement of the century... Rather than get into that can of worms, though, she turned her attention to the woman's resume. "So, Jennifer, why did you leave your last job?"

"First of all, call me JJ," she said. "And in the interest of complete transparency, I left my last position because I had a miscarriage and I needed some time to work through the emotional fallout. It worked out okay because the boy I was caring for was going into first grade that fall, so the need for constant help wasn't as prevalent."

Emily felt her heart go out to the other woman. "I'm sorry," she murmured, reaching across the table to rest a hand on top of hers.

JJ's smile was soft and appreciative. "But I want you to rest assured that I've been through counselling and I'm fully capable and prepared to give your daughter the care and attention she needs," she insisted. "And I'm still on excellent terms with the family and they've assured me they'll give me a glowing recommendation. You're more than welcome to call them."

She nodded slowly, thoughtfully, but remained silent for several long moments.

JJ must've mistaken her silence for doubt because she was quick to try and keep the interview going. "Your ad said your situation was a little unconventional?" she prompted. She smiled reassuringly, trying to convey that she wasn't about to judge or condemn. In her years working as a nanny, she'd encountered just about every kind of family situation imaginable, so it was extremely hard to shock her.

"Yeah, umm..." Emily paused, tongue flicking out over her lip as she debated how best to explain things. She'd purposely left the job posting rather sparse on details, not wanting to air too much of their dirty laundry for all to see. But something about JJ made her feel like she could trust her... "My wife is struggling with some postpartum mood concerns," she explained, remaining vague even now. "I'm getting her the help she needs, but it requires a significant amount of time and effort and I didn't want either her or Lindy to suffer for my being spread too thin, which is why we're looking for a nanny." A beat. "Well, I haven't actually told my wife yet, but that's neither here nor there."

Several long moments of silence followed.

Immediately, Emily was giving her an out, "I'd completely understand if, knowing that, you'd like to withdraw your application."

Anything further she might've said on the subject was cut off by Lindy waking up and squalling. Emily moved to tend to her cries, but JJ was quick to interrupt the movement with a gentle, "Let me."

Emily watched, stunned, as JJ was able to soothe Lindy's cries with practiced ease – as if she'd been looking after her since birth. "Wow..." she said on an exhale. She was Lindy's mother and she couldn't even soothe her quite so easily. "You're a miracle worker."

JJ just laughed, shook her head. "Years of practice," she said modestly.

Emily laughed as well, though hers was borne more of relief than any actual amusement. "How soon can you start?"

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Alex had initially been, shall we say, rather irate about Emily's decision to hire a nanny for Lindy. Irate, in this case, meaning she'd said flown into a rage and said horrible hurtful things to her wife. Emily had done her best not to take them to heart, knowing that Alex never would have said them if she were in her right mind...but it was hard because Alex knew exactly how to push her buttons.

Once Alex had had some time to warm to the idea, though, and after actually meeting JJ and seeing how wonderful she was with Lindy, she seemed to begrudgingly accept the situation. (That didn't mean she couldn't hold a grudge against Emily, though...of course, that may have just been because Emily continued watching her like a hawk in spite of the many many times she'd insisted she was fine.)

Their definitions of fine, however, seemed to be drastically different.

Alex's version of fine seemed to mean gradually slipping into a depressive episode. She spent more and more time in bed and less time doing the things she used to love. Emily could see the light fading from her eyes little by little, though she knew it was still inside her somewhere...

Alex also remained convinced that someone or something was out to get Lindy and continued to be hyper-vigilant over her. She refused to allow formula to remain in the house and, as such, spent as much time as humanly possible pumping breastmilk.

(When Emily had asked her why she didn't just breastfeed – seeing as she'd been extremely insistent before the birth that she wanted to breastfeed as much as possible – she'd been unable to articulate a reason. Unable or, perhaps, unwilling...)

It wasn't just the breastfeeding, though...it was also that Alex seemed reticent to so much as hold Lindy where she'd previously been reluctant to set her down for even a second. It seemed to Emily that JJ's presence had created a vacuum wherein Alex either felt unneeded or unwanted as Lindy's parent.

She'd tried bringing it up on more than one occasion, but was only ever met with unyielding refusal to talk about it.

#criminal minds #emily prentiss #alex blake #mine #fanfiction #alex blake/emily prentiss

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meteoreid · 2 years

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☆ Planetary Values : A Sims 4 Legacy Challenge ☆

Please let me know if you find any problems with the challenge (I’m currently play-testing it myself) or if you find a part that is too similar to yours/someone else’s (I’m aware there are quite a couple planet-based challenges out there but I tried to base mine off astrology and alignments to put my own personal spin on it).

Character Outlines based loosely on these descriptions of the planets: here

General Rules

For each generation complete the designated aspiration, career, and skills.

Challenges marked with an Asterisk (*) require a cheat/mod to accomplish

Each “planet” has a color associated, you may use that in your style choices if you wish.

Like most in depth legacy challenges, it is recommended you play this on normal lifespan. (Long if you want to relax, short if you want to cry, or like me, I’ve used MC Command Center to make custom durations because babies are boring but we love and adult life-span)

If your career is max-able (aka like how in the freelancer career, you cannot?) it is a requirement that you reach the top of it.

If you try this challenge @ me or use the tag #PlanetaryValues if you want me to see!

Gen 1 - Earth (blue, green, brown)

(required packs: University, Island Living)

Ever since you could remember, you always wanted to go to college to become an Environmental Conservationist and help take care of the world that grew you. However, all these plans got turned upside down when you became pregnant as a teenager in high school. Your parents always pushed you to be the best and we’re disappointed in you and kicked you out without a dollar to your name. Although it seems your dreams have been crushed, you are strong and determined to make them come true, even if there are a few bigger and newer hurdles in your way.

Aspiration: Academic

Traits: Ambitious, Loves Outdoors, Outgoing

Career: Conservationist - Environmental Manager branch

Skills: Gardening, Research & Debate, Painting

Start the challenge as a teen, pregnant with twins, on a lot with no money*

With your main goal in life is to get a job with a degree, you cannot get a job until you have your degree

Get a degree in Economics to get your required job of: Conservationist - Environmental Manager

You may have a relationship, but you cannot get married until after you have graduated from college

Gen 2 - Venus (white, yellow)

(required packs: Parenthood)

From a very young age your mother taught you the beauty of art through her many many paintings. Sadly, since she spent all of time trying to be the best, you kind of fell by the wayside. You decided from that moment on, your kids would be the most loved and cared for. You were never going to let them feel alone…or be alone…ever.

Aspiration: Super Parent

Traits: Family Oriented, Jealous, Perfectionist

Career: Freelance Artist

Skills: Parenting, Cooking, Gourmet Cooking, Painting

Get married to your highschool sweetheart RIGHT out of highschool

Have 5 total children

Never leave any of your children (this includes teens) unattended, no nannies, no daycare

Maintain really high relationships with all of your children

Gen 3 - Saturn (orange, yellow)

(required packs: Eco Lifestyle, Tiny Living, Get to Work)

You love your family, you really do, but that was A LOT of sims in one house, you need a breather…you need to get away from it all, you need to go: off-the-grid.

Aspiration: Master Maker

Traits: Loner, Freegan, Maker

Career: Shop Owner

Skills: Fabrication, Juice Fizzing, Handiness

Move out as a teen

You MUST live in Evergreen Harbor on an off-the-grid lot as a teen (once you age up, you may remove the lot challenge)

Since it’s just you, live in a micro-home your entire young adult life

As a freegan, you don't want to have to work for the man, so you BECOME the man, you buy and run your own storefront where you sell things you make.

Have NO romantic relationships until you’re an adult (like actual adult, not young adult, she do not count)

Gen 4 - Mars (brown, tan, green)

(required packs: Strangerville, Spa Day, Cats & Dogs)

You HATED that tiny home. You HATED living near all that trash. You HATED living paycheck to paycheck. You HATED living off the grid. You deserved better than that, so, you plan to GET better than that for yourself…and your family. But you’ve gotta be the perfect image, better than everyone on the street.

Aspiration: Mansion Baron

Traits: Materialistic, Snob, Neat

Career: Style Influencer - Stylist Branch

Skills: Charisma, Mischief, Wellness

You need the most money out of the entire neighborhood, what better way to do that than having the 2 highest paying jobs in the house? Marry someone in the military career (you can marry them and have them join the career)

Have the recommended average 2 ½ kids, well 3 will do I guess. Do not have friendship with your children. They’re just for show after all.

Do not befriend any of the neighbors, in fact, become enemies with at least 3 of them, show them who’s boss.

Always have a little white dog

Gen 5 - Neptune (blue)

(required packs: Cats & Dogs)

Your parents were horrible, all they cared about was their image and how you all looked on the outside. They never cared about you, but your siblings cared, and you all always loved that dog. Since your parents only wanted stuff that made them look happy, they always got those white dogs but left you to take care of them. But you didn’t mind, it was your one source of happiness in that fake dollhouse they called a home. Because those dogs helped you in your time of pain, you dedicate your life to helping them.

Aspiration: Friend of the Animals

Traits: Dog Lover, Slob

Career: N/A

Skills: Veterinarian, Pet Training, Fitness

Buy a clinic, have it be your only source of income (plants, paintings, collectibles are still ok), get it to 5 stars before you die

Always have 2 pets in your household at all times

Marry someone that comes to your clinic as a client

Have only one child* (you may have to cheat to make sure you don’t get multiples)

Gen 6 - Sun (yellow)

(required packs: Get Famous, City Living, Get Together)

Being an only child, the world basically revolved around you, and you think the world is better for it, you’re amazing. Because of this you MUST share yourself with the world, they’re gonna love you…just maybe not as much as you love yourself.

Aspiration: World Famous Celebrity

Traits: Self-Absorbed, Romantic, Vegetarian

Career: Actor/Actress

Skills: Acting, Dancing, Singing

Become a 5-star celebrity

Upload a video every Friday

Marry an editor (basically this means, get married, whoever you get married too has to edit your videos, not you)

You may have any amount of children you like, they MUST be adopted

Gen 7 - Mercury (Grey)

(required packs: Strangerville, Get to Work, Get Famous)

Growing up in the spotlight you always had to be on your best behavior, even though you always longed for chaos and adventure. So, you ran away, not from your family, you love them and want the best for them, you ran from the spotlight…or so you thought.

Aspiration: Strangerville Mystery

Traits: Geek, Paranoid, Genius

Career: Scientist

Skills: Logic, Charisma, Programming

Live in Strangerville

Have no children until the Aspiration is complete and the world is safe

Marry one of the scientists who helped you solve the Strangerville Mystery

As a result of getting too close to “The Mother”, get pregnant with triplets*

At the end of your life, have no fame whatsoever

Gen 8 - Uranus (blue, green)

(required packs: N/A)

You were conceived out of love, but something heinous had a hand in it, something evil, something extra-terrestrial. Your siblings are practically angels, good, nice..how…disgusting. You were put on this world to ruin it…well…until something changes your mind.

Aspiration: Public Enemy

Traits: Evil, Mean, Hot Headed |trait change| Good, Family Oriented, Outgoing

Career: Criminal Career - Oracle Branch

Skills: Mischief, Charisma, Parenting

Have a child from a one night stand, BEFORE you reach level 6 of your career

Having this child spoke to the maternal instinct of “The Mother” and she releases you of your evil hatred.

After your child is born, you change your traits to the good ones listed above

You stay in the criminal career, but choose to take them out from the inside and enter the Oracle Branch.

While you’re evil, make 5 enemies make up with them and turn them into friends once you become good.

Gen 9 - Jupiter (orange, yellow, brown)

(required packs: Get to Work, Jungle Adventure, Snowy Escape)

You saw the whole good v. bad world view from an early age. Although the world thinks all bad people stay bad, you saw first hand that with love and compassion, people can change. You want to take that knowledge and use it to protect the sim world. But even the most professional detective needs a break every so often.

Aspiration: Archaeology Scholar

Traits: Good, Adventurous, Ambitious

Career: Detective

Skills: Archaeology, Selvadoradian Culture, Logic

Take a Vacation to El Selvadorada every weekend

Marry an Selvadoradian Local

Adopt at least one child

Have 3 enemies and 3 good friends

Gen 10 - Pluto (tan, red, brown)

(required packs: Realm of Magic, Outdoor Retreat, Seasons)

Basically raised in El Selvadorada, you LOVED the adventures with your parents: the hikes, the discoveries, the ancient tombs. However, you guys found and discovered everything that was there, you want more. One day you meet someone who can open up a whole new world of opportunities and discovery.

Aspiration: Purveyor of Potions

Traits: Self-Assured, Outgoing, Romantic

Career: Gardener - Floral Designer Branch

Skills: Photography, Gardening, Herbalism, Flower-Arranging

Live in Glimmerbrook

Date/Marry ONLY wizards

Have a romantic interest take you to the Magic Realm

Become top-tier wizard

Host at least 1 event every week

Have only 3 kids: one for each type of magic

#sims 4 #ts4 #sims 4 legacy #legacy challenge #planetaryvalues

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sniffer-my-beloved · 2 years

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My first storyn

Yayyyyy

I'm new to tumblr so if you have advice or recommendations pls let me know<3

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Mayhem manor

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It started a day like any other for the village down in Mellian Valley. Tourists were walking around making a ruckus for the home folk taking pictures everywhere a camera is available as the portable cameras were far too expensive even for a family who somehow manages to take a vacation once every other month.

As you walk through town square shopkeepers and merchants are talking up a storm convincing those naive enough to approach their shop to buy whatever it is they are selling that day. Light keepers had just finished turning out the candle lights, black market merchants were leaving their shadows in the alleys to lead a seemingly normal life, farmers had most likely finished feeding their animals and were now moving on to the crops for the day.

But that's not where our story takes place today, but instead the mountain just to the east of the village, a tall mountain with a flat top to it steep with grass and jagged edges. If it weren't for what lies at the top the sight would be quite beautiful and calming, but sadly that wasn't the case. Standing at the top of the mountain was a tall dark manor casting a large shadow on , pointed roofs as sharp as knives, twisted trees like ancient columns, towers that reached the sky. Everything about the house screamed haunted but it was the people who lived up there.

No one really knew who they were. The theories traveled through the village and stories were told around campfires and in bars over large mugs of mead by drunken men. Theories of powerful witches who would steal your soul, stories of brave adventurers who dared climb the mountain never to return. None of these stories were quite right. The people who lived in the manor weren’t witches, far from it.

The man who owned the house was a man named Eliote Mortar, a wealthy man who used to be a weaponsmith for the Alyein empire, making bombs, cannons, swords, sheilds, and the like. And the caretaker of the house, supposedly Elliotes niece, a younger girl named Alester, some theorists in town thought her to be some kind of ancient witch or evil goddess because of her name, from this people have started to call her Astheseus. However as far as everyone had ever seen she was simply an ex maid now full caretaker of the house after all the servants moved away. At least that's what Eliote would say.

If you were paying attention the night before you would have noticed a cloaked figure with a red ring adorning their finger running through the streets past houses placing envelopes on their door steps stealing their newspaper in the process. Inside the envelope was an invitation to the manor atop the hill.

Though the townspeople thought them to be witches, they never attempted to get rid of them, all too scared to even approach the mountain. But what the townsfolk were unaware of was the odd group at the bottom of the mountain preparing for ascension.

Dr.Lilior an ex medical professional in the army, Roman Bashton a young poet whom has been traveling to different towns and readings his poems to those willing to listen since he was 18, Lily-Rose a younger girl who worked in the library teaching the less fortunate children simple reading, Ms.Alestra a nanny who had been struggling to claim any new jobs due to a recent incident, Mathew, Lily-Rose’s older brother who works on the farm with their step father, Mortici a merchant from town square, his twin brother matteo, a light keeper, Prof.Meshain a well known history professor in the towns main collage, Aeverie the daughter of the mayor, and Veda an orphan girl who mans the bell tower on the edge of town.

All of these people were currently standing at the bottom of the mountain staring up at the manor. Lily-rose and Mathew were the first to arrive and were simply waiting to see if anyone else would show up clearly they did, the twins were bickering about something in the back being the last to show up, Mr.Bashton was writing a short poem about the mountain and the manor ironically named ‘the mountain and the manor’ Dr.Lilior and Ms.Alestra were talking about their experiences with children having made themselves quick friends as they rode in the same carriage to get here, Prof.Meshain was attempting to get the twins to quite bickering, and veda was standing next to a tree staring at the group, already partially regretting her decision.

“Are we heading up this mountain or not because i'm bored here,” Mortici stated after finishing his argument with his brother which was supposedly about what goes best with steak,cooked potatoes or cooked carrots.

“The boy is right. It's going to get dark soon. If we want to get up to that mansion it is best we leave now.” Ms.Alestra agreed in a posh British accent.

Lily-Rose picked up her bag,”Alright then. If anyone wants to leave you, best go now. Once we start heading up you are not coming back down till morning so you'll have to wait.” she shouted so everyone could hear her and she started ascending the hill Matthew following behind.

After a short few seconds of murmuring and checking bags for all of their supplies and such, the rest of the group followed the two up the hill.

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The hike was long and difficult. Edges were steep and the path had roots growing into it making climbing much more difficult. Especially for Ms.Alestra who made the not so intelligent decision to wear heels. She had taken them off at a point whilst climbing the hill. Now walking barefoot, aside from her silk socks, to everyone's dismay.

“Dear god why must this mountain be so,” Ms.Alestra pauses thinking of a word, “rocky,” she finishes with great distaste.

“I don't know, maybe it's because it's a mountain,” Veda snaps before continuing, “and maybe, oh I don't know, you shouldn't have worn heels!” She exclaimed tired of this woman's constant complaining.

Ms.Alestra stood in silent shock, “how dare you speak to me that way you insolent brat, have your parents taught you no manners!?” She shouted angrily. The others rolled their eyes and continued walking.

Veda had gone silent.

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They had reached the top of the hills and were now standing in front of the manor. The sun was long to rest and they were now standing in the dark, the only illumination coming from the lanterns sitting atop the two snake curled fountains beside them and the light shining through the cracks in the doors.

The house was much more magnificent up close. The windows looked as if they would be shining if the sun were out. There was a lovely patio before the entrance railings surrounding it with beautiful metal roses and expensive furniture on the outside. The door was tall and wide, made of dark oak planks held together by thin metal sheets and two door handles next to each other on the inside decorated to look like roses on vines.

Roman was writing a poem about the home, murmuring to himself for good rhymes and idioms for the poem.

“What are you doing?”Mathew asked, being the one who was walking next to him all the way up the mountain.

“Ah well you see farmer, this house is far too magnificent to not be put into a poem,” He said almost floatingly, staring in awe at the mansion before quickly jotting down more ideas for his poems.

“Okay,” Mathew responded slowly feigning understanding, nodding his head, side eyeing the man as he looked among the group for his sister, deeply creeped out.

Before he could walk off spotting his sister speaking to the twins, Roman spoke up, “have you ever written any kind of stories before Mathew?” He inquired looking up from his notepad and down at the boy.

Mathew shot his head back the moment he started speaking,”No I don’t believe I have,” He responded still confused.

“Really? Oh I bet you my dear friend would be magnificent writer,” he said giddily,”you know when I started doing poetry I had no one to teach me the rules and ways of writing. Gosh, those first few awful ones.”

“So what, Let me guess you continued on with your dreams and pushed forward?” He said now intrigued by this man.

“Oh goodness no. I gave up immediately, But after my mother enrolled me into a school, for something I never wanted to study, I finally could understand what I was doing,” he paused looking back at the mansion,”and now goodness me, if only my momma knew where I was today,” he chuckled looking back at Mathew, “she would be thoroughly disappointed,” he finished a gleam in his eye.

“Okay so why exactly are you telling me this? I think Lily-Rose would be a far better candidate for your sob story.” He pointed out.

“Oh dear god no, I am no sob story I am merely sharing the start to my own greatness. As for why I am telling you this,” he paused looking back behind Matthew to Lily-Rose who was trying to talk to Veda who had stopped talking after Ms.Alestra’s outburst. One she has yet to apologize for, “your sister and you are an interesting duo to say the least, however what I find interesting is how you are the constant grounding figure. See your sister is ever the optimist hoping to help everyone and comfort anyone she can, you on the other hand, your kind yes, but you understand that some people don't want nor deserve that kind help and attention,” he says looking at the man with the intrigue of a child, Matthew simply stared at the other man, no one had ever said things like that to him, his sister was so kind to those around her that he was often expected to be the same but he couldn't. He saw through so many people, their lies, their truths, what they do and don’t want, everything. And because of that he knew he could say no but because his sister was so kind and forgiving, people thought him to be cold and heartless simply for saying no. But before he could respond and thank Roman for the compliment the doors opened.

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If I Fell For You (Part 5) - Date Night

Summary: The reader and Jensen go on their first fancy date together before attending a nanny happy hour the next night. The reader makes a new friend there to Jensen’s dismay but someone from the past will come along and change things between the new couple...

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Pairing: Jensen x nanny!reader

Word Count: 4,200ish

Warnings: language, lying, angst, mention of past child abuse/assault, fluff

A/N: This a rough one, not gonna lie. Enjoy!

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Friday Night

“Y/N, I’m downstairs when you’re ready,” said Jensen through your closed bedroom door.

“I’ll be there in five,” you said.

“See you in fifteen,” he chuckled before he walked away. You walked back into your bathroom, looking over your hair in a bun. It looked like a freaking messy bun actually. You should have done it down and in big flowy waves instead. You pouted and smoothed out your dress. Of course you were bloated and you’d nicked your leg more than once shaving earlier.

“It’s Jensen,” you said to yourself, taking a deep breath. “He’s never even seen you in makeup before. You’re fine. He’s not gonna say anything.”

You forced yourself out of the bathroom and slipped on your heels, your clutch in your hand. You wobbled for a step or two on the carpet but did better once you were out in the hardwood hall. Ten seconds later you were downstairs, heading over to the foyer area.

“All set?” you asked, Jensen spinning around. He smiled as he stared, eyes looking you up and down more than once, not even trying to hide it.

“Y/N, you look pretty,” said Arrow as she rushed in from the family room.

“Yes she does,” said Jensen. “We’ll be home soon, okay?”

“Okie dokie,” she said, wandering off with a little wave.

Half an hour later you were sat at a table in a very nice restaurant, Jensen tugging on his collar. His cheeks were slightly pink but it wasn’t from the cold outside.

“So...what’s a good wine?” you asked, sliding the drink list over to him. “I’m not really good with the names.”

“You like red or white?” he asked.

“Normally red,” you said. “You?”

“I like a Merlot,” he said. “You like dry?”

“Sure,” you said.

“We’re not going dutch tonight you know right. This is all on me.”

“We can go dutch, Jensen.”

“I asked you out and this is fancy, even for me. My treat, okay?” he asked.

“Alright,” you said, looking around the restaurant and over in the distance to the bar. “You know I could go for a lemon drop actually.”

He smirked and set the list down, a waiter coming by. He ordered a gin and tonic for himself while you got your cocktail, Jensen breaking off part of a breadstick from the basket.

“Bread’s good,” he said with his mouth full.

“So. Ackles,” you said, picking up a piece and tearing off a chunk with your teeth. He stared and started to laugh to himself. “Ah, there’s my sweet guy.”

“Thought you were gonna say boyfriend for a second.”

“This is our second official date,” you said. “So. Boyfriend.”

“Yes girlfriend?” he chuckled.

“What’s an appetizer look like in a place like this? Like a tiny cube of cheese with some dressing they’re gonna charge twenty bucks for or something like that?”

“You’re goofy,” he said, a big smile stuck on his face. “Uh, they probably have something like that. There’s normally some kind of bread olive oil bowl option.”

“Fancy people eat like a starving college student apparently,” you said. He tried to hide his laugh as your waiter brought over the drinks and a pair of menus. “Excuse me but can you recommend an appetizer? We’re both new to town and are wondering what you think is a good choice.”

“You can’t go wrong with our sourdough and seasoned oil dipping sauce,” he said. You glanced at Jensen and smiled. “The artichoke spinach dip and tartar crackers are also quite lovely.”

“Do you have anything with a little more substance? We’re quite starving,” said Jensen.

“The fried calamari and crab cake poppers combo is a great option,” he said.

“What’s calamari?” you asked.

“Squid, miss,” said the waiter.

“We’ll have that combo,” said Jensen.

“Perfect. I’ll put that in and be back shortly to get your dinner orders,” he said. He took off and you made a face at Jensen.

“Squid?” you asked.

“It’s fried. Trust me, it’s pretty good,” he said. “I could go for a good steak. You see a filet on here yet?”

“Uh,” you said, eyes scanning the page and seeing most everything was something you’d never heard of.

“There it is,” he said. “I’m getting that and scalloped potatoes. See anything you want to try?”

“Uh, why does half of this seem like it’s a foreign language to me?” you asked. Jensen looked at his menu and chuckled.

“That would be because it’s in French. We’re in Canada and this is a french restaurant.”

“Oh. Gotcha,” you said. He got up and leaned over the back of your chair, glancing at the page.

“These are soups and salads,” he said, pointing near the top. “Sandwiches. Pasta. Main dishes down here.”

“Uh, maybe pasta?” you said. He knelt down and read off the dishes to you one by one, your waiter returning by the time he was just finishing.

“Anything I can assist you with?” he asked.

“I’ll have the fettuccine alfredo with chicken please,” you said, handing the menu to him, Jensen returning to his seat.

“Face principale?” he asked. You stared at Jensen and he smiled.

“She doesn’t speak French,” said Jensen.

“My apologies miss. What would you like for your main side dish?” asked the waiter. “Steamed vegetables, scalloped potatoes, lobster bisque-”

“I’ll have the vegetables,” you said. Jensen ordered and the waiter went to get your appetizer, a sad smile on his face.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think twice about the French thing.”

“Kinda hot that you know French,” you said. “I should try to learn it if we’re gonna be up here for a few months.”

“I’m an idiot and I learned it so you’ll do just fine picking it up,” he said.

“So where’d you learn in the first place?”

“I’m stuffed,” you said, plopping your napkin from your lap onto the table awhile later. Jensen took the last bite of the piece of mouse pie, licking his lips as he finished. “This might have been the best alfredo I’ve ever had.”

“I enjoyed it. Mostly I enjoyed listening to you talk,” he said. You blushed and looked away, Jensen letting out a small hum. “It’s funny. Doesn’t really feel like just a second date, does it.”

“No, not really,” you said. “I guess that’s what happens when you’re friends first.”

“Well I definitely like being friends with you,” he said.

“Me too, Jensen.”

“Want to get out of here?” he asked. You smiled and nodded, the two of you outside a few minutes later wrapped up in your coats. Your feet were cold in just your heels, Jensen’s arm wrapping around your waist when you almost slipped more than once. It was slow going back to the car, especially when it started to snow lightly.

“You know, that dress would still look hot with winter boots,” he chuckled.

“Sorry,” you said.

“No apology necessary. I got freaking dress shoes on and my feet are cold. I can’t imagine how you’re holding up,” he said.

“The perils of being a woman,” you said.

“Well, no need to impress me is all I’m saying. I ain’t looking at your feet anyways,” he said.

“Oh well in that case I’ll wear some nice baggy sweats next date.”

“Please do,” he said.

“You really don’t care, do you.”

“I think you look beautiful tonight. But I think you look beautiful every night. You did your hair and makeup and this is stunning, don’t get me wrong. But she’s not more beautiful than the girl at home with hair tossed up all messy walking around in oversized shirts and leggings. It’s like flowers. Both are pretty but one isn’t more pretty than the other.”

“Where the fuck did I find you?”

“At my house,” he chuckled. You whacked his arm and leaned your head on his shoulder. “Almost back to the car. I’ll blast the heat for us when we’re in there.”

“Thanks Jensen.”

“Thank you for the date, honey. I mean it. We’ll do it again sometime. Promise.”

Saturday Night

“Your boyfriend seems pissed,” said Brandon. You sipped up the last of your beer, glancing over to the bar where Jensen was tapping his finger.

“He’s fine,” you said. “So any good parks around the west side of town?”

“Center Grove is always my choice. Good playground, nice area, cops routinely are around. Parking can kinda be a bitch sometimes but it’s worth it in my opinion. My kids love it.”

“You’ve been their nanny for five years you said?”

“Mhm,” he said, knocking back the last of his drink. “Shawn’s mom is their mom’s best friend.”

“Oh. So you had an in already.”

“You know long term gigs are the way to go in this job,” he said. “Not too many American girls come up here. Your accent is cute.”

“Is it, eh?” you chuckled.

“Like I’ve never heard that one before,” he said, Jensen walking back with two beers and a clenched jaw.

“You okay?” you asked as he sat it down in front of you.

“I’m fine,” he said, taking a long sip. Brandon slid off his seat and made a face.

“I need a refill anyways. Nice meeting you Y/N. We gotta hang some time,” he said as he walked away.

“For sure,” you said, Jensen rolling his eyes behind his back. “Jensen what’s going on?”

“Nothing,” he said.

“Well you obviously have a problem with Brandon.”

“I don’t have a problem with him. I have a problem with my girlfriend flirting with another guy.”

“I was not flirting. I’m trying to make new friends. It was your idea to come to this thing tonight anyways.”

“Whatever,” he scoffed.

“Excuse me?”

“In case I wasn’t clear, I’m not the kind of guy where I’m okay with you dating multiple people at once. I don’t get that not exclusive shit.”

“I’m with you and only you. I was being nice. Geez, let’s just go,” you said. You got up and pulled your coat on, bumping into a guy on the way out. He turned and apologized, staring at you a little long.

“Y/N?” he asked, a big smile on his face. “My Y/N?”

“Dad?” you said, his face much older looking than you remembered but his eyes still the same.

“Dad?” said Jensen. You brushed past your dad and outside, Jensen hot on your heels.

“Y/N,” your dad said as he left the bar.

“Stay away from me,” you said. “Jensen I want to go home right now.”

“What-”

“Right fucking now!”

He held up his hands and you walked around the block to the car, getting inside and Jensen taking off.

“So your dad’s alive huh,” he said. You stared out the dark window with crossed arms. “So is everything I know about you bullshit?”

“What?”

“Is literally anything you’ve ever told me true? Your dad obviously didn’t die when you were a kid. All those late night talks about family and shit, you just like to fuck with people or something?”

“I was not flirting with Brandon you asshole. You didn’t need to know my whole life story the second I meet you.”

“Oh. Okay. Just your fake life story then, huh?” he said. You shook your head as he got stuck at a red light. “If I can’t trust you, I can’t employ you let alone date you.”

“Whatever,” you said. He drove in silence until you were out of the city, going along quieter roads. You were close to the house when he suddenly turned right towards the local park and stopped in the lot, putting the car in park. He touched your arm and you turned, Jensen leaning over and kissing you roughly, far more roughly than you thought he was capable of. You blinked when he pulled back, Jensen looking you up and down.

“He won’t hurt you.”

“What?”

“Did he walk out on you and your mom?” he asked. “You told him to stay away from you. Sort of shouted it at him. Maybe you lied but maybe...I’m sorry I got jealous of Brandon. I’m still scared and I think you’re still scared too and that’s okay. If you lied about your dad, I’m gonna trust you have a good reason for it. I’m sorry for what I said. I trust you and I don’t want to know what my life is like without you in it.”

“It’s okay,” you said quietly. “I forgive you.”

“You don’t have to tell me what happened,” he said. “We can just go home, okay?”

“Why’d you pull over?”

“Because I knew I didn’t mean it and I knew I overreacted. I said I’d mess up when we started. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this. I’m 42 with three kids. Brandon is thirty and young and stronger than I am and can go out to the bar whenever he wants. You have options. You don’t have to settle for me.”

“If I’d wanted to settle, I’d have married my ex. What I wanted was the guy that forgives me for not telling him the whole story cause I’m not ready to say it. I want the guy that makes me happy and feel like I have a teenage crush but it’s deeper than that. You’re not the settle for option, Jensen. Why don’t you get that?”

“The last time I felt like this, I married the girl,” he said quietly. “That didn’t turn out so well.”

“You didn’t get the time you deserved with her. It doesn’t mean it ended badly. You loved her and she knew it. She wants you to be happy again, whether it’s me or somebody else.”

“See? That’s the shit that tells me...it tells me to keep falling for you. I’m so sorry for how I acted tonight.”

“I lied about my dad and not a little white one either,” you said with a nod. You turned away and felt his hand on your cheek. “So much of what I told you was a lie.”

“You don’t have to tell me the truth right now, Y/N.” He stroked your cheek and you glanced over, meeting his soft green eyes.

“My mom died giving birth to me,” you said, Jensen nodding. “He hated me for it. Hated me. He would hurt me when I was a toddler. When I was four he started doing...other things.”

“Four?” he breathed out.

“I didn’t know it wasn’t normal. Not until I started school. I was scared though so I never said anything. One of my friends mom’s realized what was going on when I was over playing one day. He went away and lost custody. I went into foster care briefly and got adopted when I was eight. Single mom who’d lost her husband young. That’s my mom. She was a kind person. Ray was always good to her and to me. But I asked him not to adopt me after she was gone and he knew it was because I was still scared of a dad again. Being a nanny, I’ve met fathers that look at me and I just know what was going through their head. I reported him and kinda fucked up their family situation but-”

“That was the right thing to do,” he said.

“I know it was. I’ve just...I’ve had more than one guy and even a woman walk in on me changing or into my bathroom and it’s like, she’s just the help, nobody cares. They don’t touch so it’s like...what can I even do? Then my house before this one, the guy tried getting in my shower with me and I shoved him and he broke his arm and I just don’t understand why so many people think I’m just a piece of meat. Even my ex never got why it bothered me so much. They didn’t touch me so what was wrong with it? He just didn’t get it. He would get mad if I wasn’t in the mood for sex. Nobody ever fucking gets it except you who I lied to and pissed off tonight and without a word of an explanation why, you say you won’t let somebody hurt me. Do you get why you’re the opposite of fucking settling Jensen?”

“I won’t hurt you.”

“I know you won’t Jensen.”

“How?”

“Because you’re a good person. You’re so gentle and kind. I know you’re strong and tough but I see it everyday. You should never be worried about how your kids will turn out. If they are half as good as you are they’ll be fucking great people. Your daughters aren’t gonna put up with shit and your son is gonna be kind to everyone and say fuck you to the toxic guys out there. I can already tell the kind of person you are through them and it’s a good one. A really good one.”

“I’m not the only good person in their lives,” he said. You sniffled and looked down, Jensen’s hand sliding under your chin and tilting it up. “You don’t have to apologize for not telling me all of that. Never apologize for not telling me that. Okay?”

“I never told anyone about…the other stuff,” you said, wanting to look down but Jensen’s hand holding your chin up.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m sorry it took you so long to find people that would protect you.”

“You mean…” He nodded and dropped his hand away, running it over your head. “You’re not gonna like, go back and kick his ass are you?”

“Want me to? I’m very tempted at the moment,” he said.

“I just want to go home. I could use one of those hugs right now.”

“Do you want to stay with me tonight? Just to stay, nothing more.” You nodded and he kissed your forehead, a tiny smile crossing your face. Ten minutes later you were home and the babysitter was gone, Jensen pulling you into his room next to yours. You blew your nose in his bathroom and washed off your face, lifting your head to find a pair of your pajama shorts and one of his shirts on the vanity beside you. He smiled as he ducked out, leaving you to change. You let your hair down and took off your bra before you walked out and saw his blanket on the opposite side of the bed. “Warm enough?”

You spun around as he walked inside and you nodded, Jensen pulling you into a hug.

“I’m sorry for how I was at the bar,” you said.

“I was the one that overreacted, not you,” he said. You felt goosebumps on your arms and he pulled away to turn up the heat, nodding over to the bed. The covers were flung back and you climbed underneath, Jensen getting in on his side. His arm wrapped over your waist and pulled your chest close to his, face only inches away. “You don’t have to worry about him anymore. No one will hurt you again. I promise.”

You moved closer to him, resting your forehead against his.

“Remember last Saturday when we were on the trampoline and you talked about those safety nets,” you said.

“Yes, I do.”

“You’re a really good net,” you said softly.

“So are you,” he murmured. He kissed the tip of your nose and you shut your eyes. “What’d you want to be when you were little?”

“A princess,” you said. He chuckled and you smiled. “I wanted a prince to come take me away and everything would be just fine.”

“Really?”

“Princesses were always happy at the end of the movie,” you said. “They got the boy and they were happy. Then I grew up and prince charming doesn’t exist.”

“Cause you’re not a damsel in distress. You didn’t need the prince to save you.”

“But the prince would have made life so much easier.”

“I’m partial to badass princesses myself,” he said. You opened your eyes and he was smiling.

“I’ve never noticed your freckles before.”

“They come out more when I spend some time in the sun.” You moved a hand up and traced under his eye, Jensen nuzzling into his pillow. “Make you a deal. If the badass princess saves me, the scared prince will save her too.”

“Okay,” you said. You kissed him lazily, Jensen smiling through it.

“Do you want to be a nanny forever?”

“Not forever. It’s an easy way to feel like you have a family when you don’t.”

“Now you do,” he said.

“Jensen you don’t know if this will work out.”

“I do and you do and we’ll take it slow anyways,” he said. “Which is why I’m asking do you want to be a nanny forever.”

“Why?”

“Because maybe someday I won’t need one,” he said.

“I thought about being an elementary school teacher when I was eighteen for a hot second.”

“You did? You’d be amazing.”

“Pay in Texas is crap though. I make more as a nanny.”

“If money wasn’t an issue though, would you want to be a teacher still?”

“Anything at all?” you asked, Jensen nodding, nose brushed against yours. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”

“You okay?” he asked, reluctantly letting you out of bed.

“I’m good. I want to show you something,” you said. You slipped out of the room and down the hall to the playroom, picking up a book. Jensen was sat up in bed when you returned and crawled under the covers. You handed him the book and he smiled.

“I don’t remember buying this,” he said, flipping it over. “There’s no serial code on it.”

“You can’t buy it. I wrote a children’s book and printed a few copies for myself,” you said.

“You wrote a book?” he asked, flipping through it. “Did you draw this?”

“Yeah,” you said, Jensen staring at you. “I don’t know if it’s any good. I never tried publishing it.”

“You want to write children’s books, don’t you?” he said, starting to read the story.

“I have a number of them written out. I would make up the stories for kids at bedtime and decided to write them down. It’s kinda like whinnie the poo, that age group, you know? Same group of characters but different stories,” you said.

“These are adorable,” he said, turning another page. You were quiet while he read through for a few minutes, Jensen smiling when he shut the book. “I’ve never read a children’s book where they deal with the loss of a parent.”

“The kids really like it,” you said.

“You should publish this. Seriously. It’s cute and I’m a grown ass man and it made me feel better about Dee.”

“It’s just a story,” you said, rubbing the back of your neck.

“I make stories for a living. This whole place would fall apart without stories. This is good. You should consider trying to get it published.”

“Maybe if that nanny job doesn’t work out I will,” you said.

“Do you mind if I keep this?” he asked.

“Not at all. I gave it to JJ in the first place.”

“Thanks. I want to read this to the twins tomorrow,” he said. He set it on the nightstand and slid back down, pulling you with him. “Why’d the mom fox die in the story? I would have expected the dad wolf considering…”

“Wish fulfillment for a nice father,” you said. “Plus I like drawing the wolf.”

“I like him. He’s fluffy,” chuckled Jensen. “Is that why you asked if I carry a picture of my kids when we met?”

“I’m done with asshole parents. If they treat their kids like shit they sure as hell aren’t gonna treat me any better. You seemed like a good guy. Good guys tend to do that kind of thing.”

“I’m not always good.”

“Yeah, you are,” you said. You shut your eyes and nuzzled close to him, Jensen letting out a soft hum. “You okay? With me being here.”

“Very. Feeling better after everything that happened?”

“Mhm,” you said. “I’m still sorry I lied to you.”

“Did you ever lie about your mom?” he asked. “I mean aside from the fact she adopted you, did you lie about her?”

“No.”

“Then you didn’t lie, not really. I’m sorry it came out like that. You should have been able to tell me in your own time.”

“You still would have been angry,” you said.

“I still would have come to my senses too. I’m not perfect. I never was.”

“I don’t want someone perfect,” you said. Your head rested against his chest and you let out a soft sigh.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” he said. He kissed the top of your head and tucked it under his chin, adjusting the blankets once before he stilled.

“Goodnight, Jensen.”

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A/N: Read Part 6 here!

#spn #supernatural #jensen x reader #jensen ackles #jensen ackles au #rpf #jensen series #rpf series #jensen ackles x reader #spn fanfic #jensen fanfic #jensen ackles fanfic #supernatural fanfiction

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irondadfics · 3 years

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FIC REC

Thanks again to all those who sent in their recs to help us celebrate 10,000 followers!

This submission was an anonymous recommendation. "It's just so sweet and it made me cry from adoration. Its really fluffy but its got some light angst to balance it out a bit. Honestly, this author is one of my top fave out there."

Thanks again for sending in your recommendation!

The 1 Time Some Avengers Didn't Believe Tony Was Father Material And The 5 Times They Were Proven Wrong by thisisnotourlasthunt

“Wait. So you're telling me Tony adopted a toddler, just because? Will he even pay attention to the kid? Are you sure this isn’t to boost his reputation after Miami?”

“Well that’s unexpected, I never thought I’d see Tony as a father.”

“In summary, Tony brought a toddler to the tower where literally two spies, a super soldier, occasionally a God, and a Hulk constantly visit and house? What was he thinking?”

“Sure. So what? Is your new job being a nanny or what? Cause I can’t see Tony taking care of a child by himself.”

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It didn’t matter what the others said about him, he was going to be the best fucking father to his son.

#fic rec #51 #fluff #toddler!peter #kid!peter #nightmares #peter calls tony dad

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the-bat-collector · 3 years

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SUPERBAT Rec List!! AU NO POWERS ish PART 1

I love NO POWERS NO CAPES AUs but its been so hard to find them!! so decided to make this list to help y’all in your search :D

The length varies, but I prefer long fics so most of these are 10-20k up to 200k

Heart and Soul by Pandamomochan

E - 150,044

Clark Kent used to be a renowned composer who was said to be able to write masterpieces that were designed uniquely for each individual player. Famous musicians around the world would flock to him in hopes that he would write for them because his pieces were always said to bring out any player's crowning performance. That is, until one day Clark loses his wife in a tragic accident and decides never to write again.

Years later, Clark's son, Jon, gets admitted to the famous "Gotham School of Performing Arts". It is there that Clark meets Bruce Wayne, a strict, uptight, by the book piano instructor who is said to be able to craft the best musicians around the world.

this is one of my favorites. I'm not really into Hurt/Comfort but this is so beautiful!! highly recommended I'm biased cause I play the piano

Seeing Bruce Wayne by Evilpixie

E - 15,089

Clark Kent is the only male midwife working in Metropolis General. Bruce Wayne the residential pediatric surgeon.

I'm so into medicine/doctor AUs this is also one of my favorite fics!if you have to pick one from this list, pick this one!!!

On The Cusp by vesper_house

E - 47,378

Clark's life isn't going so well. He's in his thirties, he works at a coffee shop run by his old crush, his journalism career is going nowhere, and he's broke. It takes only one tall, dark and handsome stranger to change everything.

COFFE SHOP AU COFFESHOP AU!! We need more of these, the dynamic between Bruce and Clark is Great!!!!

A Game You Can't Win by NightFoliage

T - 78,328

Injustice is the hottest MMORPGs available to play! Set in a world where superpowers exist, players can become civilians, heroes, villains, and anybody in-between. Designed by Hiro “Toyman” Okamura, and Timothy Drake-Wayne, Injustice was created with the best Wayne Industries technology available and has the most human NPCs. The game is beyond it's time and is planned to be at the top of the charts for a while.

By accident, Clark finds himself pushed into the spotlight and new found fame. To him, Let’s Plays are a means to stay in touch with friends and to make money. He never got into LPing to become famous.

Bruce, who funded the game after Jason’s accident, is irritated (not jealous) that a video game player is such a big topic among the kids. After the nth time they mention him, Bruce decides to take matters into his own hands and see what all the fuss is about.

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ONE OF MY FAVORITE SUPERBAT FICS OUT THERE!!!!!! this is great and fun and Clark is the best!

As We Grow by butterflyslinky

E - 23,451

Clark Kent is a farmer deep in debt to Lex Luthor.

Bruce Wayne is a billionaire with seven children and no luck in love.

But their families have a scheme to get them together and hopefully make life a little bit better.

Modern Medicine by BuckinghamAlice

G - 5,208

Pediatrician Dr. Clark Kent becomes beloved to his patients, the Wayne boys... as well as to their doting father Bruce.

ABSOLUTELY lovely and adorable, you get the feels!

Hellooooo, nurse! by weirdraccoon INCOMPLETE WIP

T - ?????

Clark enjoys his job at the Free Clinic. He loves helping people and tending injuries. Saving lives. But this man... Bruce Wayne is going to kill him if he doesn't get killed first.

Bruce is still Batman on this one but HERE ME OUT, Clark is a nurse! is incomplete but looking forward to the following chapters!!

Two Cities by EllenD

E - 96,152

Clark Kent, is simply Clark Kent, junior reporter for the Daily Planet who moved to Metropolis from Smallville with big dreams. Bruce Wayne is a billionaire playboy from Gotham, who also happens to be Batman. They meet, date, and fall in love, though not without hurdles because mild-mannered Clark is also socially awkward as heck. But when the most dangerous criminals in Gotham are gunning for Batman, Clark gets caught in the middle of it all. (He's basically Batman's Lois Lane) Meant to be set in the Dawn of Justice movie universe, but also draws inspiration from video games, comics, and those awesome Batman cartoons.

This is part of a series, but this is the main fic of it. Love this trope of Clark is just a civilian and Bruce is Batman. Warning this fic does contain disturbing topics so read the tags.

Here Comes the Sun by batsy_rocks

T - 18,815

Clark Kent is a kind-hearted reporter working in the big city. Bruce Wayne is a stressed dad of four with no idea of what he's doing.

Then they meet.

Seasons of Love by littlechinesedoll

G - 4,603

Clark Kent took over that farm at the edge of the Town of Smallville. He likes Smallville's resident doctor, Bruce Wayne.

The best gifts for Bruce are ginger ale, salad, coffee, and any kind of flowers. He hates gems, and bars of copper, silver, and gold.

Petals and Ink by drunkraiinbow

T - 12,976

With a new kid joining the family, Bruce tries a new tattoo artist to continue the tradition of adding them to his sleeve, but he won't trust just any artist. Clark manages to win him over with his incredible talent and his farm-boy friendly demeanor, and he may even have begun to win Bruce's heart. However, Clark might have a few things to learn first.

FLOWER SHOP TATTOO PARLOUR AU! what else is there to say, this is extremely cute and a fast read! :D

Faceless Killer by Batsymomma11

E - 51,519

Detective Bruce Wayne from the GCPD and detective Clark Kent from the MPD have been asked to create a joint task force in an effort to catch the John Doe Killer that has been ravaging their sister-cities. Aside from their long-standing animosity towards one another, it should be a breeze to work together. Besides, lives depend on them getting along.

They never expected they'd trip headlong into a romantic entanglement that feels a lot more serious than even the killer they're chasing.

The Tailor by maderi

E - 16,026

When Clark is assigned to cover the Wayne gala, he finds himself in need of a professionally tailored suit. His tailor though is drop dead gorgeous, which brings up a lot of awkward situations during their appointments.

Heroes of the Squared Circle by Mithen

M - 226,687

They've gone by many names: Billionaire Brucie, Country Clark, the Kryptonian, the Dark Knight. But no matter what their stage names are, one thing has always been true: Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne are the world's finest wrestlers.

Six's a crowd by Untoward INCOMPLETE/ABANDONED

G - 10,133

When Alfred has to make an emergency trip back to England, Bruce soon finds out he can't manage running a business and taking care of six kids all alone.

He turns to a nanny agency for help, and is astonished when he finds Clark Kent, who seems like he can handle anything.

Clark not only can take care of the kids incredibly well but seems to be breaking Bruce's walls down rather well too.

After Hours by ????

E - 3,175

At the end of a long semester Clark can't hide his attraction to Professor Wayne any longer. Grad School AU.

This is practically a one-shot, not really my type of fic but worth adding!! Haven't come across this professor trope in Superbat so if you got any recs, send them my way!

Wings and Fangs by DanielleN3

E - 17,224

Clark thought he could never fall in love with anyone, especially not after being alone for such a long time… but all of that changes when he encounters a sexy vampire in Gotham.

TECHNICALLY they both have powers in this one but there are soooo different from cannon that I think this fic still qualifies for this list

thirteen by CapnWinghead

T - 22,890

Drowning in student loans, Clark Kent takes a summer job as the Wayne family nanny.

OKAY. so this is not entirely NO POWERS, but I mean Clark is a NANNY so this is great! TRUST ME

Kiss me, take my breath away by J_Jubilee

E - 37,934

There were legends about Gotham Reef. Legends that said it was haunted by a beast of foul temper. Stories told of a ravenous sea beast that feasted on the flesh of men, and was said to be more hideous than Satan himself. Others told of a woman with eyes that glowed like gold to lead sailors to their death. Some even spoke of a witch that cursed men and wreck their ships, taking all their treasures with it. When Clark’s catamaran is wrecked by a terrible storm, he learns that the stories were oh so far from true.

Baby Bats by AlmondRose

G - 4,003

this is a short series of adorable and simple domestic fluff

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Haven't read this one but heeey the art is sooo pretty soo decided to add it anyways

Dragon Heart by Hells Angel 921

T - 27,660

Kal wants to make up for his past.

Bruce tries to move on with his future.

They eventually meet in the middle.

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I didn't know that Dragon/DragonSlayer was a thing but hey... apparently it is, so here it is.

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hehe and so my rant ends here! let me know if you know fics that fit any of these tropes! I’m all ears

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weekly fic recs!

More recommendations! Everybody seems to love the very first one I posted, which is amazing!!! Everything I have recommended can be found on my {fic rec masterlist}.

Here are all the amazing writers I have included in this weeks recs:

@forever-rogue

@gryffindorwriter

@autumnleaves1991-blog

@dindjarindiaries

@frannyzooey

@opheliaelysia

@ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa

@winchesterxxi

@pedros-mustache

@pedro-pascal-love

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⊱{Frankie “Catfish” Morales}⊰

"WE'RE JUST FRIENDS." "FRIENDS DON'T DO THIS TYPE OF SHIT." BY FOREVER-ROGUE

Reader and Frankie have been friends for many years and it's finally come to the point where emotions are taking over and you can't sit there and act like you're just friends anymore.

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⊱{Agent Whiskey / Jack Daniels}⊰

“I TRUSTED YOU." / "I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM WITHOUT YOU." BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Takes place during Whiskey's final scene of the movie, but reader has some words to say to him that talk him down

TRUST BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

After the reader and Whiskey have a few drinks together before Whiskey's next mission, they share a quick kiss. When Whiskey is shot the next day, there's only one thing that reader can think of to restore his memory

MEMORY BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader loses her memory when she gets shot and despite the agency's efforts to recover them, they seem to be lost for good much to Whiskey's dismay. So he replicates their first date again

MISCOMMUNICATION BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Ginger tells Whiskey that reader has been shot and killed on a mission, the pain of losing yet another love begins to settle in when suddenly you're stumbling through the agency doors injured

SCREW TRADITION BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

It's the reader and Whiskey's wedding day and reader is having a panic attack before the ceremony. Jack doesn't give it a second thought before he's rushing through the doors to help alieve all the stress and emotions

REGRETS BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

After a mission goes wrong and Whiskey and reader are facing impending death, they miraculously survive and Whiskey is intrigued when the reader mentions not wanting to have died with regrets

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ME." / "H-HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE?" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader confides in Ginger when a pregnancy test comes back positive, and stresses over Jack not wanting kids after what happened with his first wife and their child

*SLEEPY SEX BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

NSFW! Reader and Whiskey admit to the sexual tension between them one night during a mission, and as you can assume, smut ensues!

“[CHOKED UP] I THOUGHT I LOST YOU." / “[CHOKED UP] I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE YOU AGAIN" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader is out shopping at a store when Jack sees on the news there was a shooting there, and he immediately rushes to find you with fears of what happened to his high school sweetheart flooding his mind

“WHO ATE ALL THE ADVENT CALENDAR CHOCOLATES?!" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader confronts Whiskey about the empty advent calendar only four days into December, and he sends you on a wild goose chase to distract you. Overall the cutest fluff ever!

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING? IT'S NOT SAFE OUT THERE!" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader and Whiskey get into an argument after reader spends more time at work recently. He changes his attitude pretty quickly when you turn to walk out into the cold night

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⊱{Javier Peña}⊰

"WE'RE JUST FRIENDS." "FRIENDS DON'T DO THIS TYPE OF SHIT." BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

Okay, think Frankie's version of this prompt (if you read it!)... but a complete 180º. This has a lot of angst and it just makes me realize how much poor Javier needs a hug, desperately.

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⊱{Din Djarin}⊰

SNACK TIME BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Day 6 of Mandoctober by this author. Absolute fluff between Din and Grogu where dad!Din has to teach Grogu to not play with his food

RAZOR CREST BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Day 7 of Mandoctober by the author. As Din grows closer with the reader, the term home is something he begins to feel properly identifies what the Razor Crest is for the three of you

AD'IKA BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Day 10 of Mandoctober by the author. This follows Din's usage of the word Ad'ika, or little one, towards Grogu and how the child responds to it

COZY IN THE COCKPIT BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Reader is badly injured when the Razor Crest takes a beating, and in order to save you from hypothermia, Din locks the three of you in the cockpit and cleans up your wounds while Grogu attempts to help too

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⊱{Marcus Pike}⊰

THE RISING SUN BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

A short story about the reader suffering from depression and anxiety, but has Marcus by their side to face it all. A someone who has been in a (scarily) similar situation to this, it was so comforting hearing the things I both needed to hear and wish I would have heard from my previous s/o

"IF YOU THROW THAT SNOWBALL, THAT MEANS WAR" BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

This is absolutely, 100%, pure fluff. Reader and Marcus are having a fun snow day with their two kids and I melted reading this

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⊱{Dave York}⊰

*WELL, THIS IS AWKWARD (SERIES) BY PEDRO-PASCAL-LOVE

NSFW! This story awoke something in me... a new interest in Dave x Nanny stories. It follows the events of Equalizer 2, just with the reader added into the plot

(ALSO I AM SO EXCITED THE AUTHOR IS CONTINUING THIS STORY... Y'ALL NEED TO GIVE IT A SHOT!!!)

*DAVE YORK X NANNY DRABBLES/ASKS BY FRANNYZOOEY

NSFW! I found this shortly after finishing Well, This Is Awkward and I love it. These are all drabbles/asks the reader has gotten about certain situations regarding Dave and the Nanny!Reader. It's all the right amount of spice in all the right places

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⊱{Ezra}⊰

*AKRASIA BY OPHELIAELYSIA

NSFW! Reader and Ezra are locked down in their ship before being able to dock and part ways. With sexual tension building, there is only so much time left to do something about it

HOLD ON TO THESE WORDS BY OPHELIAELYSIA

Reader struggles with insomnia and late-night anxieties, meaning Erza never finds himself waking up beside you. However, one night he wakes to you lost in your own mind and comforts you

WILDFLOWER BY OPHELIAELYSIA

Reader is exploring nature one morning before Ezra wakes up and is greeted with the sight of beautiful flowers, which remind you of your lover in the sweetest ways possible

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⊱{Pero Tovar}⊰

*CLANDESTINE BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

NSFW! Reader and Pero cross paths when Pero is hired for protection in your kingdom before the King arrives for a festival. Lots of small glances and hidden love-making in the dark shadows make for something sweet yet forbidden

*LIKE THOSE FOREIGN STARS BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

NSFW! Reader and Pero are married, but for most of your marriage, he has been off selling his sword. When he is gone for much longer than originally intended on one job, his arrival back home calls for a passionate reunion on the kitchen table, and the floor, and the bed...

*RAISE YOUR HAND TO ME AGAIN AND I'LL CUT YOUR HEART OUT MYSELF BY ITHINKHESGAYBUTWESAVEDMUFASA

NSFW! WARNING: SUGGESTED DOMESTIC VIOLENCE/SPANKING DISCIPLINE, I felt like that was needed before recommending it.

Disclaimer: This is a glorious Outlander AU, but I think it can be read without any knowledge of the show. Reader and Pero are married due to a deal to keep you safe as you travel with him and the other men, and when you step out of line he is expected to reprimand you as your husband. Pero ends up having a change of heart as to what being a husband means to the two of you

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⊱{Poe Dameron}⊰

MARRIED TO A SKYWALKER BY WINCHESTERXXI

Adorable headcanons about how life would be if reader was a Skywalker/Solo kid and how interactions would be with Leia and Han

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⊱{Oberyn Martell}⊰

DORNISH DELIGHTS (Part 1) (Part 2) BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

A modern AU where Oberyn owns and runs a shop called Dornish Delights and reader has quickly become one of his favorite customers. There's a strong sense of comfort when picturing this shop and I desperately wish I could go there and be loved by Oberyn like this

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⊱{Marcus Moreno}⊰

FIDDLE BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

An adorable fic about reader fiddling with Marcus' wedding ring beginning on their honeymoon. After ten years reader is worried he is annoyed by it, but all is well in the end

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⊱{Max Phillips}⊰

WITH CHERRIES ON TOP (SERIES) BY ITHINKHESGAYBUTWESAVEDMUFASA

I am still actively reading this and am only a couple of chapters in, BUT IT'S A PROPOSAL AU! Brief rundown if you don't know the movie, WITHOUT giving anything major away; The boss is getting deported and creates a fake engagement with the assistant! It's really fun to see this plot with Max plugged into it

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gameofdrarry · 3 years

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Wizards Hearts Recs: Veela Creature!Fic

Wizards Hearts was a four-month-long Drarry reading fest. Players were given a playing deck of 52 tropes, and were asked to find 52 different fics to read and comment on to fill their decks. To prevent the same few fics from being read, fics were restricted to only being used for the game three times before being considered ineligible for further points. The tropes and submissions list can be found here.

Check out the masterlist of fics for this trope below the cut!

📜 Taro Milk Tea with a side of Depression by VeelaWings Rated: Mature Words: 1073 Tags: Pre-Slash, Screenplay/Script Format, Conversations, Veela Draco Malfoy, Werewolf Harry Potter, Guidance Counselors, in therapy, Depression, Self-Hatred, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Morbid Humor, Inappropriate Behavior from a Professional, H/D Hurt!Fest 2020 Summary: Draco sat through twenty grievous minutes of Ministry-mandated group therapy for Newly Registered Magical Beings & Creatures — then promptly stormed out. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Feathers, Fire & Fate by agentmoppet Rated: Teen and Up Words: 25983 Tags: Veela Draco Malfoy, Unspeakable Harry Potter, Peacock Keeper Draco Malfoy, unusual careers, Banter, Pining, Loneliness, Dreamscapes, Accidental Bonding, Cursed Bonding, Guilt, Soulmates, Drinking, Minor Injuries, H/D Erised 2020, Creature Fic, Cursed Harry Potter, Fate, Dreams, Peacocks, Animals, Animal Sanctuary, Repaying Debt, Veela Mates Summary: Harry Potter ignites the Veela’s Curse and gets an unwitting Draco Malfoy bonded to him as his executioner… and soulmate. They’ll need to break it quickly, before it takes over, but Potter isn’t the only one running out of time. The sand in the hourglass has nearly fallen, and whichever way this ends, Draco is doomed. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Not Even Malfoys Wear Silk to Work by ringelchen Rated: Explicit Words: 14026 Tags: Christmas, First Dates, Co-workers, Veela Draco Malfoy, Vampire Harry Potter, Veelas, Vampires, Creature Fic, Oblivious Harry Potter, Secrets, Misunderstandings, Fluff, Explicit Sexual Content, Bottom Draco Malfoy, Top Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy Has Long Hair, Harry Potter Cooks, Soulmates, Enemies to Lovers, Flirting, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE Summary: Harry invites Draco, his new boss who also happens to be a Veela, to spend Christmas Eve with him. It is supposed to be their first date and Harry wants it to be perfect. However, with him being a new vampire and not knowing a thing about Veelas, problems are bound to occur. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Soup-pocalypse and The Great Curry Cataclysm by SquadOfCats Rated: Explicit Words: 104357 Tags: Veela Draco Malfoy, Veela Mates, Teddy Lupin was Raised by Harry Potter, Parent Harry Potter, Depression, Mental Health Issues, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Angst, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Explicit Sexual Content, Bottom Draco Malfoy, Top Harry Potter, Past Suicide Attempt, H/D Food Fair 2018, Ministry of Magic Employee Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Thinks Draco Malfoy is Up to Something, Draco Malfoy Cooks, Courtship, Food Issues, Romance, Pining Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Post-Hogwarts, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE Summary: Eleven years after the war, Draco Malfoy leads a quiet, boring, and perfectly respectable life, thanks very much. Or, at least he does, until a sudden and very unexpected veela awakening causes him to throw soup all over Harry Potter in the middle of the Ministry cafeteria. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 There's You by epsilonargus Rated: Teen and Up Words: 19254 Tags: Veela Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Post-Hogwarts, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Creature Fic, Winged Draco Malfoy, St Mungo's Hospital, Angel’s Trumpet Draught, Grimmauld Place, H/D Pottermore Fair 2015 Summary: When Draco is attacked and turned into a Veela, he falls under the protection of Auror Harry Potter. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Today, Forever by PalenDrome (nerdherderette), PotterArt Rated: Explicit Words: 60958 Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Voyeurism, Frottage, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Rimming, Anal Sex, Auror Harry Potter, Veela Draco Malfoy, Winged Draco Malfoy, Veela Mates, Bonding, Soulmates, Enemies to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Draco Malfoy/OMC (brief), Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Case Fic, Minor Violence, Minor Character Death, Magical Theory, Magical Biology, Muggle and Wizarding Technology, Digital Art, Embedded Images, Harry/Draco Big Bang 2018, Community: harrydracobang Summary: As if his recent divorce and sleepless nights weren’t bad enough, a rash of escalating crimes against purebloods forces Harry and his team of Aurors to protect the riskiest target in all of Wizarding Britain. Of course, Draco Malfoy would still be ridiculously infuriating and impossibly gorgeous. As well as a Veela. Who happens to be Harry’s mate. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 A Year's Temptation by Lomonaaeren Rated: Mature Words: 118117 Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Veela, Angst, Post - Half-Blood Prince, Alternate Universe, Consensual Infidelity, Dubious Consent Summary: Draco isn't best pleased to discover he's a Veela at twenty-four...especially since both he and his mate, Harry Potter, are married. Harry suggests a compromise that might work, if everyone agrees. But the compromise is fragile, and stands the chance of only making everything monumentally worse than before. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 High Priced by dysonrules Rated: Mature Words: 17094 Tags: Veela, EWE, Magical Creatures Summary: Harry Potter discovers he has Veela blood, which requires him to have contact with his "mate" in the form of some sort of physical touching or else he will wither and die. Of course, his mate turns out to be someone extraordinarily unsuitable--Draco Malfoy, who is only too gleeful to finally have something that Harry Potter needs. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Animal Attraction by Tari_Sue Rated: Explicit Words: 19334 Tags: Veela, Veela Draco Malfoy, Veela (Harry Potter) Summary: A hex gone wrong turns Draco from one of the world’s most despised wizards into the Ministry’s most desirable Veela. Now all he has to do is learn to control Veela Allure gone haywire, try to find a cure and avoid Harry Potter. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Glory Be by Lomonaaeren Rated: Explicit Words: 32847 Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Veela, Assassins & Hitmen, Veela Fest Summary: Draco—Draco Malfoy, skilled assassin, powerful and wealthy Veela, former Death Eater—has always known what to do, where to go, who to kill. And then Harry Potter came along: Harry Potter, Unspeakable, former Auror, the most powerful wizard Draco has ever seen. And Draco catches a glimpse of glory he may be unable to live without. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 In The Hand by aideomai Rated: Teen and Up Words: 28470 Tags: Multiverse, lots of harrys, a few more dracos, feat. - Freeform, Veela Draco Malfoy, Female Harry Potter, Female Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy Speaks French, (sorta) - Freeform, oh and a jazz singer Summary: Two months after Harry went missing, when Hermione was frantic with fear and panic and sleep deprivation, Draco Malfoy cornered them outside the Great Hall before breakfast. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Nothing Stays the Same by isabelbarret Rated: Explicit Words: 103022 Tags: Auror Harry Potter, Veela Draco Malfoy, Veela, Babysitter Draco Malfoy, Falling In Love, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Bottom Draco Malfoy, Top Harry Potter, Quidditch, Daily Prophet Summary: When Luna leaves for a year for an internship in America Harry is in need of a new babysitter. That's where Draco Malfoy comes who is now a redeemed death eater, veela, and highly recommended nanny. Life only gets crazier for Harry when a new case comes to the Auror department and the Daily Prophet is printing everything that harry does. Life is never simple for Harry Potter. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Shine, Even in the Darkness by raitala Rated: Explicit Words: 41159 Tags: Top Draco, Bottom Harry, Rimming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Oral Sex, Sex Compulsion, Quidditch, Draco is still a prick, Facials, Frottage, Auror Harry, Veela Draco Summary: Harry hasn’t seen Draco for over fifteen years, but now he’s showing up everywhere and Harry is sort of weirdly attracted to him, but that can’t be right? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 The Gift of Life by dragontara Rated: Explicit Words: 13658 Tags: Mpreg, Veela Draco, Bottom Harry, Top Draco, Protective!Draco, Difficult!Harry, Loyal!Hermione, Doting!Narcissa Summary: Harry had always wanted a family of his own. Now, after a drunken one night stand, he was going to get it, but it'd be nice to remember with whom he was getting it. Also, having a baby with a Veela was a much bigger challenge for Harry than he'd have ever thought possible. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Veela-Ness by Quentin_threepwood Rated: Mature Words: 12618 Tags: Mpreg, Mpreg Harry, Veela Draco Malfoy, Gay Summary: When Harry is informed he's pregnant, he knows it shouldn't be possible. For one he was a bloke. But maybe Draco his sort of boyfriend, wasn't lying when mentioned he was a Veela... ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 My Name Was Safest in Your Mouth by alpha_exodus Rated: Expicit Words: 46134 Tags: Post-Hogwarts, HP: EWE, Background Relationships, Background Slash, Background Femslash, Pining, Potioneer Draco Malfoy, Creature Fic, Veela Draco Malfoy, Mates, Veela Mates, Magical Theory, Major Illness, Dirty Talk, Masturbation, Virus, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Bonding, Magical Biology, Friends With Benefits, Angst with a Happy Ending, Community: hd_erised, Alcohol Summary: Harry didn’t ask for Malfoy to walk into his shop after so many years. But one event leads to another, and soon they’re scrambling to help Hermione find the solution to one of the most insidious viruses the wizarding world has ever seen. To make matters worse, Malfoy’s hiding something, and Harry really wants to kiss him—except Malfoy doesn’t date. Ever. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 body electric by lastontheboat Rated: Mature Words: 8844 Tags: Wandmaker Harry Potter, Veela Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, draco has commitment issues, harry makes wands the muggle way, draco's magic is suddenly on the fritz, oh no what could be causing it, nothing a good lust-powered wand crafting session won't fix, Harry Potter Has Long Hair, Dirty Talk, woodworking is sexy and nothing will change my mind on this subject Summary: “What could you possibly want?” Harry asks. "Would you believe I’m here for assistance with my wand?” Malfoy replies, still refusing to meet his eyes, and Harry snorts. “There are other wand makers,” he says tightly. “Unless you’ve slept with all of them as well.” ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Amaranthine by Bumping_Bees Rated: Explicit Words: 10324 Tags: Veela Draco Malfoy, Mates, Romance, Soul Bond, Smut, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Light Angst, Happy Ending, Reimagining of the Deathly Hallows, The Princess Bride References, Mating Bond, Veela Mates, Facebook: Hermione's Nook, Rimming, Anal Sex, Wingfic Summary: "Isn't that how stories are told? Fight the bad guy, be the hero, live happily ever after in love? After everything he had been through, some part of him really believed he would get a happy ending." Harry Potter never expected to become someone's mate. He never thought Draco Malfoy would love him back. He certainly never imagined that there was a path that would lead through the war to them both being alive. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 touch me, touch the sky by glittering_git Rated: Explicit Words: 34458 Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Hogwarts, Auror Draco Malfoy, Veela Draco Malfoy, Magical Creatures Consultant Harry Potter, POV Draco Malfoy, Getting Together, Animagus, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Creature Discrimination, Mates, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Switching, Rimming, Dirty Talk, Face-Fucking, Couch Sex, Trans Female Character, Draco Malfoy & Pansy Parkinson Friendship, Bars and Pubs, Drinking, Secrets, Background Femslash, Creature Fic, Unusual Career, wing fic, Tattoos, Wandless Magic, Sectumsempra Scars (Harry Potter), Allusions to Various Creature Attacks, Non-Graphic Violence, Committing Acts of Violence Under a Spell, Compulsion, Blood and Injury, Anxiety, Panic Attacks, Kidnapping, H/D Erised 2020 Summary: Draco Malfoy has been an Auror for six years, but he’s never done anything more than push paper. When he and his new partner get called in on the biggest case the DMLE has worked in ages, Draco thinks his luck has finally changed. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Malfoy's Mate by maraudersaffair Rated: Explicit Words: 2481 Tags: Veela Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Auror Draco Malfoy, Auror Partners, Mutual Pining, Love Confessions, Getting Together, First Time, Fluff and Smut, Injury, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Christmas Fluff Summary: Draco and Harry are Auror partners. They share a desk and quills and apricot buns. Draco is a Veela and Harry is his mate, but Draco knows he would lose Harry if he ever told him. ❤️ Read on AO3

#veela!draco #veela fic #drarry #drarry recs #game of drarry #wizards hearts #wh masterlist

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bitchesgetriches · 3 years

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Hey babies!! I recently got a job at Target for the holidays but the hours are already going down. I want to get into babysitting/nannying but I don’t know how to get my foot in the door as a beginner. Any tips?

Piggy here! And over the years childcare has been my constant side hustle/main job/fallback plan. As I write this I’m wrangling a pod of fourth graders while they go to school remotely so their parents can go to work! I started babysitting at 13, was a nanny during college and immediately afterward, have been a volunteer tutor at elementary and middle schools, and babysit for my neighbors and friends all the time.

So, credentials firmly established, here are my recommendations for getting your foot in the door as a beginner babysitter/nanny:

Social media is your friend. Specifically, the social media where parents hang out, so Facebook and Nextdoor. Here’s what I literally wrote on Nextdoor years ago when I was paying off my student loans and needed more babysitting gigs:

“Subject: Babysitter for Hire. Hi neighbors! I'd like to offer my services as a babysitter on evenings and weekends. I'm 28 years old and worked for families in the [city] and [city] areas as a nanny for almost five years. Now I'm looking to make a little extra to put toward my student loans on top of my full-time job. I'm fun, responsible, an expert at hide-and-seek, and able to deal with diapers and bandaids with the greatest of ease. Comment or send me an email at [email] if you or a friend are looking for babysitting help!”

Got tons of work from that post alone. When work slowed down a bit, I posted it again and got new clients.

You might also reach out to libraries, daycare centers, parks, and elementary schools in your area. Ask them if they have a bulletin board where you can put up a flyer or if they have a list of babysitters they refer to parents.

Search social media and craigslist for kid-facing volunteer opportunities. After-school programs look for volunteers all the time, and as long as you can pass a background check, this is a good way to meet parents who will then hire you as a sitter.

Two last things:

1. In the age of covid, it’s a little hard to get babysitting gigs because so many people are social distancing or just staying home with their kids. So just prepare for disappointment if these methods don’t work at first.

2. BE SAFE. Meet with parents for the first time during daylight hours. Try meeting at a public place like a playground or public library. Bring a buddy if you can. If there is an actual child with the adult, it’s probably a legit opportunity. But creeps are everywhere and you should take precautions accordingly.

Hope that helps, chickadee! Here’s more advice for side gigging:

Becoming a Millennial Entrepreneur (in the Midst of a Pandemic) with Katelyn Magnuson

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heavencollins · 3 years

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Top 10 Films of 2020: Part Two

And the last five of my top ten are...

5: Unpregnant, directed by Rachel Goldenberg and written by Rachel Goldenberg, Jennifer Kaytin Robinson, Jenni Hendriks, Ted Caplan, and Bill Parker.

This HBO Max Original was the tipping point for me actually purchasing HBO Max, and I haven’t regretted it since. Starring two absolute queens, Barbie Ferriera and Haley Lu Richardson, Unpregnant tells the story of a teenage girl who finds herself in a situation she wants nothing to do with: pregnancy. Her boyfriend informs her that the condom broke a few weeks ago but he didn’t tell her, which is fucked up in it’s own right, but that they should keep the baby and raise it and get married. Veronica, played by Richardson, quickly says no and runs to her old friend’s house; Bailey, played by Ferriera. Veronica learned that you cannot access abortions in her state without parental consent, so she makes a plan to roadtrip to New Mexico from Missouri to get an abortion that should be a human right.

Veronica and Bailey have been estranged for years, as Veronica became popular and Bailey fell into the realm of introvert, pothead, and nerd. But Bailey misses their friendship, and says yes to going on this road trip because she knows they’ll have time to grow close again. Throughout the road trip, the girls reminisce and become closer than they have before; Bailey revealing her sexuality, Veronica facing the reality of her shitty relationship and not-great friends, and the fact that chosen family is often better than real family.

The film is aggressively pro-choice and feminist, but also is a feel-great movie, not just good, but great. it made me both laugh and cry, as well as cheer on both characters. There’s a lot of really, really, really wholesome narrative within this and it’s a film targeted at teens for teens. It shows what a healthy relationship is and that no matter how different your best friend is from you, you’ll still have the same connection as always. I love this one.

4: Saint Frances, directed by Alex Thompson and written by Kelly O’Sullivan.

One of my favorite facts about this film is that the lead star wrote it, and she works as a team with the director, Alex Thompson, and is partners with him in life as well. Saint Frances focuses on a 30-something woman named Bridget who finds herself with no set path in life. She’s childless, sleeping around, has no real career other than waitressing, and doesn’t know what she wants to do with herself. Her friend recommends her as a nanny to a lesbian couple around her age who are having their second kid and need help with their six year old daughter, Frances.

Shortly before starting her job as Frances’ nanny, Bridget undergoes an abortion via pill, which means you bleed in the safety of your home and get to do it outside of the medical appointment. This plays heavily into the plot, as her periods end up being heavier than ever throughout the rest of the film and it becomes a slight joke between all of the characters. It also shows how little Bridget really cares for her own health, as she doesn’t think to go to the doctors at all and that it’s totally normal.

Frances helps Bridget grow up, as well as bringing her two mom’s together after the birth mother of the newborn suffers from extreme post-partum depression. Bridget and Frances end up becoming best friends, and it’s a truly touching film that feels like a home, if that makes sense. I could watch this again and again and never get sick of it. O’Sullivan and Thompson are a fantastic writer-director team.

3: Shirley, directed by Josephine Decker and written by Sarah Gubbins and Susan Scarf Merrell.

A movie about one of the greatest horror novelists and short story writers of all time set in Vermont starring Elisabeth Moss? Alright, I’m in. Shirley held very tightly in the number one spot until just this month, because it was that good. Moss plays Shirley Jackson, the horror writer we all know and love, and there’s something haunting about her.

While the story is highly fictionalized, with two characters being completely made up (the young couple played by Odessa Young and Logan Lerman), the film takes place right after Jackson published The Lottery and as she’s writing her next novel. Her husband, Stanley Hyman (played by Michael Stuhlbarg), is a professor at Bennington College and Jackson finds herself shying away from the stereotypical role of a faculty wife. She’s aloof, callous, straight up rude to the other wives and prefers to spend her time alone in her room, writing. Hyman prefers to cheat on her with younger woman and yell at Jackson for not being more social. This is most likely true to real life.

The young couple work as a mirror for Jackson, people she can project her novel onto and try to see how it will play out. It’s reflective of her writing style. This story is told with lavish cinematography and a score that reminds you of wind whipping between the trees, one of the best scores I’ve ever heard, actually, and it’s just lovely. Despite being mainly fictionalized with some truth sprinkled in, it’s by far Decker’s most palatable work for a wide audience (though I loved Madeline’s Madeline). I highly recommend this one to anyone.

2. Never Rarely Sometimes Always, directed and written by Eliza Hittman.

I’ve loved every single film that Hittman has put out, but this one is especially poignant in the current political climate. Abortions should be widely available, but sadly they aren’t and often teenagers have to travel to other state’s to have to have their procedure done without putting themselves in danger by telling their parents.

In Never Rarely Sometimes Always, two cousins go on a trip to New York City to procure an abortion procedure, not informing their parents beforehand. Except nothing goes to plan; they end up having to sleep in strange places, use all of their savings, and even steal portions of money from the grocery store they both work at. This film is quiet, sad, and real.

Perhaps the best scene in this is when the title comes into play. Anybody who has been to a physical appointment knows the questions they ask, but it’s especially nerve wracking when your body is at risk for something. The nurse asks questions, stating never, rarely, sometimes, or always after each. Skylar, played by Talia Ryder, starts to hesitate as the questions get more and more personal. And then she finally breaks down. It’s overwhelming and scary and she’s finally vulnerable for the first time in this entire movie.

While Unpregnant and Saint Frances provide more witty and funny tales about abortion and unwanted pregnancies, Never Rarely Sometimes Always gives a dark and gritty tale of what having no help in those situations can look like, ultimately putting yourself in the most dangerous situations possible to make the right choice for yourself.

1: Swallow, directed and written by Carlo Mirabella-Davis.

I don’t want to say much of this film because it’s something you truly have to experience. Hunter, a woman who finds herself pregnant with her rich husband’s child, finds herself having what can only be called abnormal food cravings. Except, what she eats isn’t necessarily food—she suffers from an extreme form of pica, causing her to eat everything from marbles to staples to little figurines. She proudly displays her collection on her desk, cleaning them off meticulously once she passes them. It’s a horror film but the horror isn’t necessarily in what she eats, it’s how she’s treated.

In fact, her eating habits are the one thing she has control over in her life until even that’s taken away from her. Her husband’s family doesn’t care about her—only the fetus she’s carrying. It’s a really good representation of an abusive husband that you don’t often see, because none of the abuse is physical, rather, emotional.

I can’t say anymore because then I’d be spoiling—all I have to say is go watch it. Please. It’s so amazing.

#films #top ten #2020 #swallow #never rarely sometimes always #eliza hittman #unpregnant #saint frances #shirley #elisabeth moss #film review #review

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owl-with-a-pen · 3 years

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Hi! I just read the fanfic about Brainy and Nia going to the future and meeting their daughter, I know you posted it a long time ago, I'm just new to tumblr, so if you can I want you to do a fic about the future, where Brainy's daughter and Nia is 5 years old. And it would be cool to see the antics that her daughter does.XD

- Sorry this took so long to fulfil, but yes! I’m sure she’d get into all sorts and this story probably only scrapes the surface! Thank you for the prompt x

Nia had always preferred the night over the day; maybe it was just her Naltorian side talking, but she’d always felt there was a certain peacefulness about the night-time that just couldn’t be replicated in daylight.

That definitely hadn’t changed since Nova had come into the picture.

The daytime had always been busy for a number of reasons. Balancing work and family life, balancing family and hero life - balancing work, family and hero life. But, now that Nova had reached an age where she was starting to explore her natural curiosities, Nia and Brainy hadn’t had the luxury of focusing on anything else. At five years old, they couldn’t let their daughter out of their sight for one second of the day.

The second the sun went down, though?

Nova’s sleeping pattern had always been pretty steady, and once she was out - she was out. She’d definitely gotten that from Nia’s side of the family. After all, Brainy didn’t really need all that much sleep, although he had admitted to her on more than one occasion that he enjoyed resting at her side, retreating to his inner network at hours Nia would otherwise be sleeping, working on small tasks and calculations reminiscent of an actual dream-state. In that way, he could still be close with her during the night, and Nia valued that time together immensely.

Of course, the fact Brainy didn’t actually need those extra hours had made him the best dad ever when it came to late-night wake-up calls courtesy of one baby Nova.

She still wasn’t old enough for them to know for certain the extent of her abilities; Brainy had predicted they wouldn’t fully develop fully until her teen years. Honestly, though? Nia didn’t care what powers Nova had; she was perfect no matter what.

Nia watched from the doorway that evening as Nova cuddled against Brainy on the bed. Her blonde hair was getting so long now, falling in relaxed waves down to her elbows, and the light green tone of her skin was almost washed out entirely by the soft purple of her nightlight on the bedside table. She was curled into Brainy’s chest, chewing idly on her thumbnail, her dark eyes scanning along inquisitively to the passages he was reading aloud to her. Nia smiled privately to herself; Brainy really got into character when reading Nova to sleep, making a big show with grand gesticulations and silly voices, even when the book of choice for tonight was an account on quantum mechanics from Carlo Rovelli’s collection.

Nova had a unique taste in literature, that was for sure and, while she was definitely getting a taste for mathematics and physics, she also still enjoyed simpler story telling. Nia and Brainy had decided to switch up who read to her each night. Sometimes, they’d choose something on Brainy’s bookshelf, and other times they would go for stories catered for a younger – human - mind, like The Far Away Tree, or even folk stories like Little Red Riding Hood or Goldilocks.

Nova really liked Goldilocks; Nia must have read it to her at least twelve times this month alone.

As Nova let out a big yawn, relaxing further into her dad’s side, Nia caught Brainy’s eye, jerking her chin towards the door.

He nodded his understanding, continuing his narration as Nia ducked out of the room, heading towards the living room where Alex was waiting for her, already working open a bottle of red.

“How is she?” Alex asked, sizing up her wine glass as she began to fill it up generously.

“She should be asleep soon,” Nia said. “But, uh, Brainy sometimes runs Q and A sessions with her if she stays awake through a whole chapter.”

Alex snorted. “Only for Nova would I find that concept adorable.”

Nia collapsed onto the sofa, snatching her wine glass immediately. She reached out expectantly to Alex, grinning when she rolled her eyes, ditching her own wine glass to fill up Nia’s.

“Why, thank you,” Nia said, tucking her legs up beneath her.

Alex tipped her own glass with a wry smile. “It’s my pleasure, really.”

Nia took a long sip, savouring the rich taste. They couldn’t exactly go off the walls with a toddler sleeping next door, but right now, anything that could offer her a brief period of relaxation, Nia was more than eager to accept. She swirled her glass thoughtfully. “You know,” she murmured, “Brainy’ll probably need something a little stronger to take the edge off.”

“Oh, way ahead of you,” Alex said, shifting to the edge of her respective sofa to grab a bottle she had stowed away inside her backpack. She placed it on the coffee table with a flourish, giving Nia the opportunity to try and decipher the alien script scrawled across the label. “Kara recommended this,” Alex said, raising a finger. “Please do not ask me what it’s called, because I will not be able to pronounce it.”

Nia snorted, taking another sip of her own regular alcohol. “I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.”

“He better, this stuff wasn’t cheap.” Alex smirked, leaning back into the sofa. “How have you guys been, anyway? I feel like this is the first time we’ve seen each other in months.”

Nia opened her mouth, only to frown. Had it really been that long? All the days had been blurring together recently, and yet each one seemed to be separated by something inexplicably unique in its own right – courtesy of one overly curious toddler.

Nia wasn’t even sure she could remember the last time she’d visited the Tower, and going out for patrol or even something as simple as date night was so far off the table right now, it might as well have been in another galaxy. There wasn’t a sitter in the city willing to take on a genius, alien five-year-old with a penchant for mischief.

To Alex, Nia only shrugged. “Nova’s just been needing a lot of our attention lately. Well, all of it, actually. Or else she’ll burn the apartment down.”

Alex’s eyes widened. “Wait, like seriously burn the apartment down?” When Nia pursed her lips, Alex’s mouth fell open. “Is that normal?”

Nia rolled her eyes, leaning back into the cushions. “According to Brainy, yeah. Coluans express themselves through their intellect, and Nova’s been flexing that muscle a lot lately. Brainy thinks it’s a good sign, that she’ll probably rise to the twelfth-level, but we don’t exactly have much for a frame of reference, y’know?”

“Well, you have Brainy,” Alex considered. “How was he raised?”

Nia shifted uncomfortably, averting her gaze. She took a long sip of her wine to fill the silence. “Uh,” she said softly. “That’s sort of a… sore topic, actually.” She bit her lip, running her thumb along her glass’s neck. “He had robot caregivers for the most part.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

By the subdued look on Alex’s face, Nia knew she didn’t want to butt in with any more questions on the subject of Brainy’s upbringing. Brainy had certainly shared a portion of his childhood with his friends, at least enough for them to know that his parents were not a topic up for discussion if he could help it.

Even with Brainy occupied with Nova in the other room, Alex didn’t appear comfortable to continue the direction of their conversation.

Nia chuckled softly, trying to clear the air. “Anyway,” she said quickly, steering them back on topic, “there isn’t an earth-equivalent to a robot nanny here; well… except for…” She stopped herself suddenly, resisting the urge to grin.

Alex narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Except for what?”

Nia shook her head, pressing a finger to her lips to keep from laughing outright. The wine was definitely starting to do its job - not thirty minutes ago, thinking about this would have only stressed her out. She reached for the wine bottle, eager to keep this high going for as long as humanly possible, topping up her glass. As soon as it was full, Nia took another long swig, breathing deeply as the wine warmed her chest. “Kelex,” she said on her next exhale, unable to keep the smile from her voice.

Alex laughed incredulously. “Wait, what? Kel- Kelex? From the Fortress?” She shuffled to the edge of her seat, almost conspiratorially. “Doesn’t Brainy hate that thing?”

Nia shrugged half-heartedly.

Alex’s eyes widened. “Why does he hate that thing?”

That question seemed to ground her, at least. Nia winced. She was pretty sure they were skirting back along unsavoury territory. “He was never totally clear with me,” she admitted, staring down into her glass, “but I’m pretty sure Kelex reminds him of his own caregivers. They – uh – didn’t exactly get along.” She rolled her eyes. “Anyway, it doesn’t even matter. Brainy was happy to entertain the idea, but the second Kara brought Kelex over, Nova was obsessed with the thing. She rewired it in like… twenty minutes.”

Alex stared. “She’s five, right?”

“She’s also half Coluan,” Nia reminded her, toasting her glass in Alex’s direction. “Dismantling machinery is better than any toy I could buy her.” She closed her eyes at that, pulling a face. “I left her in the bathroom for ten minutes today to shower and by the time I got out, she’d turned my hairdryer into a blowtorch.”

Alex winced into her wine glass. “Oof.”

“She’s just curious,” Nia said quickly, rubbing idly at her forehead. Was she really getting a wine headache already? God, she was really out of practice. “She’s exploring her intellect,” Nia said eventually. “It’s healthy for her and I wanna encourage that, I do—” She sighed heavily. “It’s just…”

“Exhausting?”

Nia smiled bleakly. “That obvious, huh?”

“Then, take a break,” Alex insisted.

Nia stared at her levelly. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Hey,” Alex said with a smirk, pushing the wine bottle over to Nia’s side of the table. “Start with this. Finish the whole thing. Trust me, I have more.”

When Nia laughed, Alex glanced up at her, eyes flashing with a smile. “And, if you guys need a real break, you know that Kelly and I would be happy to help out.”

“You sure about that?” Nia asked warily. “Remember what I just said about the blowtorch?”

“You think a bit of fire’s going to scare me off?” Alex challenged. She leant back, gesturing to herself with relaxed emphasis. “Don’t forget, I shared a bathroom with an incredibly overpowered alien for years. Hell, I used to work for a super-secret government organisation that kept alien prisoners.” She placed her glass back onto the coffee table, folding her arms with a confident nod. “I’m pretty sure Kelly and I can handle a five-year-old super genius.” She winked. “And, if we can’t, we can always rely on Auntie Kara.”

Nia nearly snorted into her glass. She remembered a few choice stories from Auntie Kara revolving her valiant attempt at babysitting for Cat Grant’s son when she’d still been a PA. Something about him ending up on a train that had had a bomb strapped to it? Considering Nova already knew her Auntie Kara was Supergirl, the novelty of being saved from a near death experience would probably still hinge on traumatic, rather than invigorating.

Although, Nia had to admit, the idea of a break – however small – sounded pretty great right about now. She loved Nova with all of her heart, but having even just a few hours with Brainy to herself where she was actually conscious enough to enjoy them would have been amazing.

Still, she couldn’t help but picture Alex and Kelly struggling to figure out how to appease Nova’s more unique interests.

She smirked to herself, pressing her lips against the rim of her glass. “It’s your funeral,” she murmured.

Alex’s cheeks were already a little rosy from the wine and Nia knew she probably wasn’t faring much better. Still, before Alex could promise away any more of her free time, Nova’s door opened and, a moment later, out crept one very dishevelled looking Coluan.

Nia beamed from ear-to-ear. She stood, pausing when the world pitched a little around her. Wine drunk. There was no denying it, she was definitely wine drunk.

After carefully placing her glass on the coffee table, Nia made her way over to the bedroom door. She ran her hand down Brainy’s arm, squeezing gently. “Is she asleep?” she whispered.

Brainy’s expression was warm. He smiled softly, bowing his head. “I believe her excitement today tired her out more than she anticipated.”

Nia chuckled. That was the least surprising statement she’d heard all day. She turned towards the door, peeking inside. Nova’s nightlight was still on, enough to illuminate the profile of her round face snuggled against her pillow where she’d half cocooned herself in blankets only seconds after Brainy had no doubt tucked her in.

Her little mouth hung open slightly, silent breaths escaping her lips. Nia could spy the ears of her own childhood teddy bear poking out from beneath the blankets, hugged tightly to Nova’s chest.

Nia squeezed Brainy’s arm once more before sneaking into the room, summoning a swell of dream energy in her fist to keep from tripping over any mislaid toys or, more likely now she thought about it, machine parts.

Nia smiled; Brainy had promised to fix Kelex for Kara tomorrow. Despite his grievances towards the robot, he still felt guilty over the extent to which Nova had indulged her curiosities. They’d already sat her down to explain to her why what she had done wasn’t appropriate behaviour, and Nova had seemed to understand. Enough that she’d pouted when they’d told her she wouldn’t be able to go with Brainy to the Fortress to help fix Kelex in the morning. The last thing Nia wanted was for Nova to get her hands on the kinds of weapons Kara and Clark had hidden there. Nia had nearly blasted a hole through the wall on accident in controlled conditions when Brainy had been training her, she could only imagine what kind of destruction Nova could cause if she was set loose in there.

It was strange to think all of that had only been a few hours ago. Now, Nova slept peacefully, odd ends of blonde hair strewn across her face.

Nia reached out, tucking those strands behind Nova’s ears. She perched herself on the edge of the bed, pressing a kiss against her daughter’s forehead. Nova scrunched her nose slightly before relaxing again, and Nia had to bite her lip hard to keep from making any sound.

She was perfect. Even with the chaos today had brought, Nia wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

“Sleep tight, Firestarter,” she murmured fondly.

When Nia returned to the doorway, she found Brainy waiting for her. She grinned, linking her hand with his. “Come with me,” she said, tugging him along towards the living room. “We have alien wine.” She raised her voice enough for Alex to hear. “And guess who just offered to babysit?”

#supergirl #supergirl fanfiction #brainia #nia nal #brainiac 5 #alex danvers #oc: nova #my prompts #anon #i'm basically breaking through my writer's block with force of will #i really liked the idea of alex just being like i know exactly what brainy and nia need: alcohol #honestly what a legend

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