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it'll be ok | LN4

lando norris x female!reader

warnings: unexpected pregnancy, talk of throwing up/being nauseous, suggestive actions implied if you get what i’m saying, early on pregnancy symptoms, mention of alcohol and being drunk (not the reader!!), lando being a simp for his girlfriend in every aspect of his life.

note: i know how pregnancy works and i’m not saying that reader got pregnant on this trip, her and lando are just h**ny 😭 (increased sex drive is a symptom of pregnancy though so..…) 

double note: i’m not sure how lily (oscar’s lily) is as a person but she seems like a sweetheart so i went off those vibes and i referred to alexandra by her full name cause if i said alex, someone might think alex albon lol 

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You and Lando had been dating now for close to 2 years. You were happy with the life you were making with him and he was happy to have you by his side through his success. 

Everything was going great, at least it was up until 5 minutes ago. Now here you were sitting in the bathroom to the villa you had rented out for a vacation with friends, holding a pregnancy test not sure what to do with the fact that there were two lines looking back at you. 

48 Hours Before Finding Out

“Omg this is so much more prettier than the pictures” you said as you, Lando and some of your closest friends which included some of the other drivers and their girlfriends, walked into the villa 

“This is gonna be great” Lando exclaimed excitedly while wrapping an arm around your waist “Alright everyone get their rooms sorted and when you’re done, meet down by the beach” he told everyone, earning a round of “okays” and “sounds goods”. 

You and Lando made your way to the master suite on the second floor, seeing as you had been the ones to suggest the vacation and rent the villa, it was only fair you got the biggest room. 

“Lan I don’t know which bathing suit to wear” you asked as you stared at the bathing suits you had brought. 

“Doesn’t matter to me, either way it’ll end up on the floor later” he whispered in your ear as he came up behind you 

You blushed at his flirty remark “You’re naughty” you joked with him 

“Only for you” he reiterated as he put his hands on your hips and started kissing your neck 

“Lan if we start doing that, we’re never gonna leave” you tried being serious even though the shudder in your voice gave you away, telling Lando he was succeeding in distracting you. 

This happened quite frequently. Lando knew you so well and he made you feel things, none of your previous boyfriends had ever made you feel. 

He continued kissing your neck, knowing exactly where to put his lips. You felt yourself giving in with the way he was kissing you and how his hands were slowly moving down from your hips, you knew you wouldn’t be making it to the beach anytime soon. 

-

You and Lando eventually left your room, joining your friends on the beach. 

“Where the hell were you two” Max asked as he sat on a beach chair with everyone else doing their own thing 

“Y/N needed help picking a bathing suit” Lando responded smirking, knowing Max wouldn’t believe him but also knew he wouldn’t push for the truth, he was smart enough to put two and two together. 

“Babe I’m gonna go in the water, care to join?” Lando asked turning to you as your hands were interlocked 

“No I’m okay for now, I’m gonna try and tan a bit then I’ll come join you” you told him, he smiled at your answer and then gave you a quick kiss on the cheek and started making his way towards the water to join the friends of yours that were currently playing water volleyball. 

You spent the rest of your day in between tanning with the girls and playing in the water with Lando. Once everyone was done with the sun, you all made your way back to the house where you went to your perspective rooms to rest a little before you went out for dinner. 

You felt extra tired which on any other day you might be more concerned about but you had been travelling between time zones and then spent a significant amount of time in the sun, so in your head it made sense to be this tired. 

Once you had changed from your bathing suit into some clean undies and a oversized T-shirt, you crashed on yours and Lando’s bed where he was already sitting scrolling on his phone 

“Lan im gonna take a quick nap, wake me up in like an hour so I can start getting ready” you told him as you curled into a ball nuzzling your face into the pillows 

“Sure thing sweets” he said leaning down to kiss your head before going back to his phone, keeping one hand free to play with your hair knowing that always helped put you to sleep. 

-

Lando stayed true to his word and gently woke you up about an hour into your nap, not wanting to, seeing as you looked so peaceful but knowing you’d be upset if he let you sleep longer than you wanted.

“Babe” he said gently stroking his hand over your cheek 

“Hmm” you mumbled still half asleep 

“You wanted me to wake you so you could start to get ready” he told you smiling at how cute you looked 

“Why are you a good boyfriend and actually listen to what I say” you grumbled 

He chuckled “C’mon we can take a shower together, that’ll wake you up” he suggested knowing you’d get what he was implying 

You opened one eye looking at him to see if he was joking but knew he wasn’t when you saw the look in his eyes, this got you to open both eyes and slowly stretch, waking up fully in the process 

“Alright pretty boy let’s go” you said as you got off the bed causing a laugh to leave Lando as he got off the bed, following you into the bathroom. 

-

Once everyone including you and Lando were ready, you decided to visit a cute Italian restaurant nearby. Everyone in the group all loved Italian so it worked out perfectly. 

While you were walking to the restaurant, you felt a slight squeeze in your stomach but chalked it up to that all you had to eat today was some fruit and a small salad. 

Lately your appetite hadn’t been what it normally was, you pushed this thought aside though wanting to enjoy your vacation and deciding you’d worry about it once you got back home. 

After some walking you reached the restaurant, Charles taking point and speaking to the hostess in Italian to get a table. They brought you to the part of the restaurant that was more private and made sure there were enough seats for everyone. 

The host got you all menus and water, letting you know your server would be there momentarily. 

You politely smiled at her and offered her thanks in Italian, you may have loved everything Italian but your knowledge of the language didn’t go past basic phrases and words. 

You sat next to Lando and Lily, Oscars girlfriend. The two of you had gotten close with your boyfriends being teammates. You felt that squeeze in your stomach again, this time more intense so you casually reached for your water and hoped it would help. 

Once you had drank enough water to feel better, you went back to look at your menu 

“Baby are you okay? You just practically chugged your water” Lando asked quietly turning to you 

You nodded “Yeah, I'm good, I just didn’t realize how thirsty I was” you lied offering him a smile, he seemed to believe you and went back to the menu, Lily however offered you a strange look, having overheard your words and not fully believing you but deciding not to push. 

You could still feel that slight squeeze in your stomach and was apprehensive to order a large meal so you went for a simple soup, figuring it was the safest option. 

When everyone’s food arrived, you caught a whiff of the food around you and suddenly that squeeze in your stomach was becoming too much to handle. You didn’t want to bring attention to yourself but if you didn’t go to the washroom now, you weren’t sure what would happen so you turned to Lily.

“Lils I need your help” you whispered to the girl who had just taken a bite of her food 

“Is everything okay? You look pale” she asked concerned 

“I’m gonna throw up and desperately need to get away from the table” you explained trying to stuff the nausea down until you were somewhere else 

“Say no more” the girl said then turned to Oscar letting him know she was using the washroom, he smiled and moved out of the booth, luckily he was on the end 

“Y/N will you come with?” She asked, acting like the washroom was her idea and just wanted a friend to accompany her 

Your name sparked Lando’s interest and turned to face you 

“Babe I’ll be back im just gonna go to the washroom with Lily” you told him quickly before getting out of the booth, offering Oscar a small smile to say sorry for interrupting his meal 

Then you and Lily made your way to the washroom, as much as you would’ve preferred to run there, you didn’t want to seem weird so you casually bit your lip and hoped you could get there in time. 

“Girls are so strange in always wanting someone with them to go to the washroom” Lando said to Oscar eating his food 

Oscar just shrugged “I’m used to it at this point” he replied to his friend and teammate before both drivers went back to their previous conversation with the others around them. 

Meanwhile in the washroom, you were in a stall on your knees with your head over the toilet. Luckily Lily was there to hold back your hair and rub your back. 

“Are you okay? Did you eat something you shouldn’t have?” She asked after you were done and had stood up, using some tissues to wipe your mouth 

“I didn’t have anything weird to eat, just some fruit and a small salad” you told her as you fixed your hair and did your best to get the taste of vomit out of your mouth. Remembering you had gum in your purse and silently saying a prayer to your past self for putting it there. 

“That’s strange” she said even though you could sense there was more the girl wanted to say but held back 

“I don’t know how I'm gonna get through dinner. The smell of everything is what triggered this” you told her turning to her 

“Maybe just tell Lando you aren’t feeling the greatest and are gonna walk back to the Villa” she suggested 

“He wont let me go alone, he’ll want to join me and I don’t want to take him away from everyone” you explained 

“I’ll go back with you. I’ll just tell Oscar to bring my food home in a to go box” she offered 

“Are you sure Lils?” You asked the girl, feeling bad

“That’s what friends are for” she smiled

“Okay, let’s go then” you told her 

-

When you made your way back to the table, Lando looked at you, you could see there was some concern behind his eyes probably because of how long you had been in the washroom 

You slid in the booth to tell him you and Lily were gonna head back 

“I’m just not feeling super great and don’t want to take you away from everyone so Lily’s gonna walk back with me” you explained to him 

“Are you okay? What are you feeling? I’ll walk back with you, I don’t mind” he told you the concern only worsening 

“Babe I'm fine, really, I'm sure a good nights rest is all I need and then tomorrow I’ll be good” you reassured him, offering him a small smile 

“Okay but text me if you need anything or want me to come back” he told you which you nodded and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before getting out of the booth and walking to the exit with Lily. 

“Where’s Lily and Y/N going?” Charles asked 

“Y/N’s not feeling the great so they’re going back to the villa” Lando answered him 

Charles nodded then went back to talking to his girlfriend, Alexandra.

Lando shared a look with Oscar as both of their girlfriends had left them 

“Did Lily say anything?” Lando asked Oscar as they moved closer now that there was some space between them 

“No, just that she was going back with Y/N” he told him. He could see Lando was worried “I’m sure she’ll be fine and Lily will text if anything happens” Oscar did his best to reassure the Brit. Lando just nodded and silently went back to his food. 

-

24 Hours Before Finding Out

The next day, you had woken up and luckily you didn’t feel any feelings of nausea, hopefully that was an indicator that today was going to be different from yesterday and you could enjoy your trip. 

You got out of bed and made your way to the kitchen, you had a strange craving for orange juice which wasn’t normally your go to breakfast drink but you weren’t mad about it, seeing as the orange juice in the fridge was freshly squeezed. 

You smiled when you poured yourself a tall glass and went to sit on the patio furniture outside enjoying the beautiful view.

You pulled your phone out, scrolling through TikTok. You tried to avoid TikTok because most of the time you’d see videos of your boyfriend or any sort of f1 content but today you gave it a chance. 

So far it was going great until you saw a video of this creator explaining their battle with cancer and how they were finally in remission. You felt the tears gathering in your eyes but figured it was just your hormones and you being a sensitive person. 

Then you moved from TikTok to Instagram and saw a post about puppy adoptions and suddenly you couldn’t hold the tears back and that’s how Lando found you, crying over your phone 

“Babe what’s wrong?” He asked instantly pulling the chair next to you, rubbing your back 

“These puppies, they’re all up for adoption” you told him, showing him the rescue centre’s instagram highlighting all the dogs they had up for adoption. 

Lando found you the cutest for crying over dogs “Why are you crying though?” he asked still rubbing your back 

You shrugged, wiping your eyes with the back of your sleeve “I don’t know, they just all look so cute and I want them to find their forever homes” you tried to explain why you were crying, even if you didn’t fully understand why. 

“You’re adorable” he smiled at you “How about when we get back, we can try and organize an adoption event with the centre, I’m sure the attention from an f1 driver should help” he suggested.

He would do anything to see you smile even if that meant having to talk with his PR manager about organizing a puppy adoption event sponsored by McLaren. 

The idea brought a smile to your face and you sniffled “Thats really sweet of you Lan” you told him 

“We’ll get all those dogs adopted” you leaned over giving your boyfriend a hug. The tears had subsided which Lando was grateful for, he hated seeing you cry. 

He hugged you back, kissing the top of your head “Anything for you sweets” he reassured you. 

-

After your moment, you and Lando joined the rest of your friends inside. You all enjoyed a nice breakfast together, then once the dishes were dealt with, you all went your own ways, everyone wanting to do something different. 

You and Lando planned to go take some pictures around the area. That was one of the things that drew you two to each other, both having a passion for photography. 

On your first date, you spent so much time sharing pictures and the stories that went with them so when you started dating, it became something you did together, whenever you could. 

You were walking up to your room when Kika called your name. You turned looking in the direction of where your name had come, seeing Kika sticking her head out of her and Pierre’s room.

“Whats up? Is everything okay?” you asked as you approached their room. 

“Yeah, I just was wondering if you had a tampon or a pad, I got my period and just realized I didn’t bring anything” she chuckled 

“Oh yeah, I have tampons in my room. I’ll bring you a few to get you through until you can go to a local store” you told the girl, she smiled at you “Thank you, youre an angel” 

You just smiled and then turned walking to your room, going straight to the washroom, to look through your toiletries bag. As you looked at the mini travel sized bag you brought filled with tampons, it hit you, you had never gotten your period. 

You were supposed to get it right before the trip and the last few days of your period should’ve been the first couple days you were away but as you got ready for vacation, you still hadn’t gotten it which was why you brought a weeks worth figuring you’d end up getting it on the trip but you still hadn’t gotten it and that sparked a fear within you. 

You quickly grabbed a few for Kika and closed the bag. As you turned to leave the washroom, you bumped into Lando “Oh sorry babe” you told him, you must’ve seemed frazzled judging by the expression Lando offered you 

“Are you okay?” he asked “Oh yeah, just need to give something to Kika” you told him hiding the tampons behind your back.

Obviously Lando knew what a period was, having a mother, 2 sisters and a girlfriend, he was used to it and had they been for you, you wouldn’t have cared but you didn’t want to make Kika uncomfortable so you with held those details from him. 

“Oh okay..well I’m ready to go whenever you want to go take some photos” he told you, offering you his typical Lando smile. You smiled, leaning up to kiss his lips “I can be ready in a few minutes” you told him once you pulled away. 

Then moved around him, being sure he couldn’t see what was behind your back before leaving the room, walking to Kika’s. You knocked on the door, she answered almost immediately  “You’re my lifesaver. I owe you” she told you once you handed her the tampons. 

“Really glad you said that, I need you to get me something from the store whenever you go” you told her biting your bottom lip, something you did when you were nervous 

“What’s up?” she asked 

“Can you get me a couple pregnancy tests” you whispered, not wanting anyone to hear. Kika’s eyes grew in size “Woah, really?” she confirmed, you just nodded, not saying anything. 

“Yeah of course. Want me to leave them in your suitcase while you’re out?” she offered 

“That’d be great. Thank you” you told her 

“Do you really think you’re” she started before gesturing to your stomach instead of saying the word 

“Honestly I’m not too sure, it didn’t cross my mind until moments ago when I realized I missed my period” you explained, she nodded along 

“Well you aren’t alone regardless of the results. We’re all here for you” she reassured you, you smiled at her words. 

“Thanks Kika, I appreciate that” you told her “Anyways I should go and get ready, Lan and I are going to take some photos around the area, I’ll see you later” you told her offering her a goodbye before walking back to yours and Lando’s room. 

You quickly changed into something clean, washed your face, tied your hair into a high ponytail and then slipped on your converse to go meet Lando downstairs. 

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You and Lando ended up having an awesome time. You walked around and took plenty of photos. Yours were of the area, some of the locals, some of Lando, a good variety meanwhile Lando’s were mostly of you. 

He called you his muse the first time you asked him why he took so many pictures of you but by now you had grown used to it and didn’t question it. 

In the midst of walking around, you had grabbed a quick bite to eat at a cute cafe. You went with a fruit parfait and water, figuring it was the safest option not wanting to risk being sick. 

After being out for a couple hours, you eventually made your way back to the villa. When you got back, you got a text from Kika after passing her in the kitchen. 

Kika: ‘They’re in your suitcase, under a pile of bathing suits’ 

You quickly texted her back 

Y/N: ‘Thank you. Now I owe you’ 

Kika: ‘If you end up having a girl, name her Francisca 😌’

You laughed, not answering her but rather hearting the message then going to find the tests. 

When you walked into your room, you heard Lando in the washroom, so you checked your suitcase to double check where they were and then once you had confirmation, covered them back up. 

You had plans with everyone to go out tonight so you wouldn’t be able to test until tomorrow. You weren’t sure how you were gonna avoid drinking tonight. 

It’s not as if you were a heavy drinker, you just enjoyed doing shots while you were out and you could handle your alcohol well so nights out never phased you. 

Tonight however to be cautious incase you were pregnant you had to avoid alcohol. 

You sighed, so far this trip you had spent more time stressed out then relaxed and you weren’t sure how much more you could handle before you exploded from the uncertainty. 

You heard Lando finishing in the washroom so you quickly grabbed an outfit from your suitcase before shutting it. 

“I thought you were gonna join me in the shower” Lando said when he walked out, his curls wet from the water

“Sorry my love, I took too long trying to figure out what to wear” you lied, offering him a soft smile 

“It’s okay, I can think of a couple ways you can make it up to me” he winked at you, you blushed. 

“Your cheeky” you told him smiling as he laughed at your comment. 

You quickly got yourself ready and then you made your way downstairs with Lando to meet everyone else. Once everyone was ready to go, you made your way to the local club. 

On the way, Kika linked her arm with yours and walked a bit up from the boys. 

“Did you test?” She asked in a low tone, you subtly shook your head 

“I need your help tonight avoiding alcohol” you replied keeping your voice low 

She nodded “Don’t worry, we’ll get you a mocktail at the bar and you can either sip on it through the evening or keep going back for the same one. Then with shots, we’ll tell the bartender to give you water” she explained still keeping her voice low, you offered her a small smile 

“I don’t know what I would do if you weren’t here. You and Lily have both been the best” you exclaimed, Kika just smiled and gave you a side hug 

“That’s what friends do” she told you.

-

Once you got to the club, Kika went to get your drinks and made sure to tell the bartender the plan. The bartender was a female and without even having to explain why, somehow she understood and told Kika to always give you the shot with a rounder base. 

So far everything had been going smoothly and once people became more intoxicated, it was easier to let loose and not keep up the show as much as you had been. 

Surprisingly you were having a great time sober, just getting to dance with everyone and enjoy being with your friends, this was exactly what you needed and it took your mind off what you had to do tomorrow. 

Currently you were dancing with Lando, his hands were on your waist and you could smell the alcohol on his breath. It didn’t bother you as much as you thought it would. 

“Babyyyyy” he said into your ear due to the loud music 

“Yes Lan?” You asked laughing at your boyfriends behaviour 

“I love youuu” he told you stretching out the you. You smiled at him 

“I know. I love you too” you told him running a hand through his curls, he closed his eyes enjoying the feeling 

“Can we go back to our place, I just want to be alone with you” he told you, pulling you closer and nuzzling his face in your neck, breathing in your perfume.

“What about our friends?” You asked him, even though you knew they’d be fine and you wouldn’t mind alone time with Lando

“They’ll be fine” he said as he started kissing your neck, you shuddered a bit at the sensation. 

“Don’t start doing that here or we won’t be able to stop” you told him even though you didn’t want him to stop 

“I don’t want to stop” he said pulling his lips away to answer you before leaning down and kissing you. 

You felt yourself getting weaker in the knees. This was the effect Lando had on you. 

“Okay fine, let’s leave then” you said in between breaths, he smiled and then grabbed your hand, intertwining his with yours and carefully made his way to the door. 

“Where are you going?” Kika asked as you passed her and Pierre 

“Back to the Villa. See you later, stay safe” you told her quickly offering a wave over your shoulder 

She chuckled “Children having a child” she muttered under her breath 

“What did you just say?” Pierre asked his girlfriend 

Kika didn’t think he had heard with the music “Nothing” she quickly said 

“No I swear you said” he started but she stopped him before he could finish. 

“Pierre just drop it for now. Please” she asked. The look they shared said enough. He nodded and then they went back to dancing. 

She hoped he wouldn’t say anything further on the topic, her boyfriend had a tendency to spread gossip even if it wasn’t always intentional but hopefully this time, he’d keep it to himself. 

Back at the Villa, you and Lando were having a great time and took advantage of the empty house, getting to be loud as you pleased. If you weren’t already pregnant, there’s a good possibility after tonight, you might’ve been. 

-

Moments Before Finding Out

The next morning, you woke up wrapped in the duvet and Lando. You smiled at how peaceful he looked. Then you remembered what you had to do and suddenly you felt the nerves creep back up on you. 

You sighed and carefully got out of bed, being sure not to wake Lando. Thankfully he was a heavy sleeper when he had been drinking. 

You crept over to your suitcase, finding the pregnancy tests and taking them to the washroom. You had googled that testing in the morning was the best time so that’s what you were doing. 

You locked the door and then opened the first box. Taking the test and sitting on the toilet. You quickly peed on the stick and then placed it back on the counter, on top of a piece of toilet paper. You finished up and then pulled your sleep shorts back up and set the timer on your phone. Sitting on the edge of the toilet. 

You closed your eyes trying your best to keep your breathing steady. Everything would be fine. Lando loved you and even if this was unexpected, he wouldn’t leave you, at least you didn’t think he would, he wasn’t like that. You did some more deep breaths until your timer went off and you quickly silenced it not wanting to wake up Lando. 

You shakily stood up from the toilet and with your shaking hands, reached for the test and that’s when you saw, the two lines looking up at you, indicating you were pregnant.

-

After Finding Out

After the first positive, you had to do the other 3 tests to be sure and of course those all came back positive. You put them back in one of the boxes and just stood there in shock. 

You were pregnant. You were going to be a mom and Lando was going to be a dad. You wanted to cry but you also knew once you started you wouldn’t be able to stop. 

You weren’t sure how long you stayed in the washroom until you heard Lando call your name, you knew you had to tell him now or else you’d drive yourself mad keeping it in. 

You opened the door and made your way back to the bed. Seeing Lando sitting up rubbing his eyes, he must’ve just woken up.

“Lan, I need to tell you something” you told him biting your lip due to your nerves. He looked confused 

“Is everything okay? Did something happen?” He asked as you made your way to sit next to him. You sat with your feet tucked under you 

You reached for his hand “Nothing happened” you reassured him then took a deep breath before continuing

“I’m pregnant” you told him trying to keep your voice steady and calm not wanting to show your nerves, already knowing Lando would have plenty of his own. 

“Sorry but I think I heard you incorrectly; did you say pregnant?” He asked rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. 

You nodded your head, not sure what was going through his mind at the moment. You sat in silence for what felt like a lifetime, the longer the more nervous you got. 

Lan was never speechless and this scared you “Lan please say something” you said, feeling yourself wanting to cry even more now 

He must’ve sensed you were on the verge of tears “Baby I'm sorry, come here” he said opening his arms which you gladly accepted and buried your head in his chest, the tears finally leaving. 

“It’s unexpected but it’ll be okay. We’ll figure it out together” he said rubbing your back “I love you and there’s no one else I’d want to have children with, I just thought it’d be a bit further down the road but this is okay. Baby’s are a good thing regardless of when they come” he told you. 

You pulled away, wiping your eyes “So you aren’t gonna leave?” You asked as you hiccuped 

“Not a chance. You’re stuck with me for life now” he told you smiling. You returned the smile finally feeling better. 

You and Lando spent the rest of the morning cuddled up, talking about your baby, what you thought they’d look like, how they’d act, if they were a boy or a girl. 

At some point you must’ve started to drift off cause you found yourself cuddled up next to Lando as he played with your hair, subconsciously your hand found its place on your stomach and Lando kissed your head. 

He loved you and would do anything for you and now that meant your baby as well. The two of you were his world and he planned on spending the rest of his life making sure you both knew how much he loved you both. 

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THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM | CHAPTER NINE

Prompt: ''As long as I can rememer, I've been protecting Alina, it's always Alina who I will protect,'' You told him, looking at Nikolai. ''But who will protect you?''

Warnings: Violence, blood and gore.

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A/N: guys we're soon at the end!! this chapter will send you an emotional wave.

Warnings: slight description of panick attacks at the end.

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You kept trailing over the necklace as you rode on your horse while the four of you were trying to find the answer and the location of the Firebird. Baghra was with you and you wondered how the two of you would break the news to them. ‘’I know that look,’’ You heard Baghra comment as you snapped out of your thoughts before hopping off your horse and walking with her. ‘’You’re worried,’’ Baghra replied and looked at the road. 

‘’How can I not be?’’ You murmured and glanced back at Mal and Alina who were talking to each other, oblivious to the two of you. ‘’Genya thinks he’s already dying,’’ You spoke. ‘’Yes, polluted with Merzost,’’ Baghra confirmed. ‘’The price of creating those monsters,’’

‘’I’d like to speed this end, but he is your son,’’ You told her. ‘’Have you made up your mind already?’’ Baghra questioned. ‘’About sacrificing yourself?’’ Baghra questioned with a low voice and glanced back at the pair. ‘’You already know my answer,’’ You said with sadness written in your eyes. ‘’I would do anything to save her,’’ You told her. 

‘’How about Nikolai?’’ Baghra questioned, and you looked at her. ‘’Don’t think I know, silly girl,’’ Baghra commented. ‘’I know your feelings for him,’’ Baghra said. ‘’Even if you didn’t know it,’’ Your hand was about to go up to the necklace before you yanked your hand away and shook your head. 

‘’I’d like to be clear about my intentions of killing him,’’ You told her and changed the subject. 

‘’Well, Alina would do mostly the killing,’’ You added. ‘’You’re taking to power well, I see,’’ 

‘’I won’t deny it, I want Alina to have the Firebird,’’ You told her. ‘’But you also feel drawn to Aleksander,’’ Baghra added. ‘’I don’t know why,’’ You replied and sighed heavily. ‘’Tearing down the Fold won’t kill Kirigan, but we can’t get through him unless we destroy his Nichevo’ya,’’ You said. 

‘’Nikolai’s commissioned a hunt for a blade so sharp it can cut shadow,’’ You Informed. ‘’The Neshyenyer blade,’’ Baghra spoke, and you nodded. ‘’Yes? Good,’’ 

‘’Alina wanted to make an army similar to his but with only light,’’ You told her as Baghra looked at you. ‘’To create such a thing you’d have to use merzost,’’ Baghra explained, and you nodded. ‘’I know, I warned her about it, and she swears to never use it,’’ You responded. 

‘’Good girl,’’ Baghra approved. ‘’Merzost creates matter where there was none before, it is magic, not small science, you will not know what price it demands until it’s too late,’’ Baghra informed as you kept walking. ‘’We need a weapon, if not merzost, the cut, or me-’’

‘’You mean to kill him in your tethered space,’’ 

‘’But only this time we strike harder, he won’t trust me or Alina to go near him, but if he comes to us-’’

‘’He will kill you first, and the chance to save Ravka will die with you,’’ Baghra interrupted and you sighed. 

-

It was evening, and you and Mal had gone to the woods to hunt for some food before the darkness settled down. ‘’Lucky rabbit was just a rabbit, no power in that bone,’’ Baghra commented after the four of you finished eating. You watched her toss the bone into the fire. ‘’Ridiculous,’’ Baghra muttered. ‘’This notion of amplifiers, if it wasn’t for Morozova and his rapacious notion, I might still have my little finger,’’ Baghra spoke as the three of you exchanged a look. 

‘’You were very fast at catching that rabbit,’’ Baghra replied and looked at you. ‘’The two of them can make rabbits out of rocks,’’ Alina commented as you gave her a look. Baghra hummed and looked at you with a thoughtful look. ‘’Rabbits, and more miraculous creatures,’’

‘’The Stag and the sea whip,’’

‘’Well, it was Mal who found the Stag first, actually,’’ You Informed. ‘’Well, we’re not having luck this time with the Firebird,’’ Mal replied and looked at you. ‘’We’ll find it once we reach Morozova’s workshop, I don’t know where his amplifier is, but it’s strange to think he was a real person, not just a myth,’’ Alina spoke. 

‘’I’m going to tell you a story, I used to tell a little boy filled with shadow,’’ Baghra spoke. ‘’Morozova was the greatest Fabrikator who ever lived, obsessed with the boundaries of Grisha's power, he used merzost and his finger bones to resurrect the Stag and the Sea Whip to act as amplifiers for the Grisha, who would find them, kill them, and take their power as their own,’’

‘’Then he completed the triumvirate by creating the Firebird,’’ You spoke, remembering some of the readings you did back at the Spinning Wheel. ‘’No,’’ Baghra shook her head and you frowned toward her. ‘’And then, his wife became pregnant,’’ 

‘’While he made plans for the Firebird, the girl who was born started to show a power like nothing ever known,’’ Baghra replied and looked at Mal, Alina, and then at you. ‘’She could summon darkness,’’ Baghra spoke as you saw the dark wisps around her hand. ‘’Morozova was your father?’’ You asked with shock. ‘’The bone smith?’’ Mal asked as the three of you held a surprised expressions. 

‘’In the Istorii Sankt’ya, he’s known as Sankt’IIya, bound in chains and drowned in the river for his sins after he resurrected a village boy cut in half by a plow blade, that’s the version everyone’s been taught,’’ Baghra informed. ‘’Only some of it’s true, all families have secrets,’’ Baghra replied and looked at Alina and placed her hand onto hers. 

‘’Some more than others,’’ Baghra said and then turned toward you and Mal. ‘’What of your family, what do you know?’’ Baghra asked you, and you frowned and looked at her with confusion. ‘’I only know that Alina and I arrived at the orphanage when we were babies,’’ You revealed. ‘’They told me that I was orphaned in Dva Stolba before I came to Keramzin along with Alina…’’ You trailed off with confusion. 

‘’You’d passed through Caryeva and its three orphanages on your way when you were a babe before you met Alina,’’ Baghra replied. ‘’I think I just kept going until…’’ 

You said before you looked at Alina. ‘’But I thought that Alina and I were moved together,’’ You responded. ‘’I think that they placed the two of you as sisters when you found her,’’ Baghra commented. ‘’I had a sister there, then years younger, before, and otkazat’sya girl who should have lived a boring otkazt’sya life, my father had made this little clay swan for me in a moment when he still thought of me before she was born, I cherished it the way he cherished her, one day when she was six, she broke its neck, I lashed out with the cut,’’ Baghra revealed, and you looked at her with wide eyes. ‘’Tore her small body in two,’’

‘’Surely it was an accident,’’ Alina commented. ‘’What did it matter? The damage was done and I was banished, this isn’t a return home, it’s a return to see the scene of the crime,’’ Baghra replied and began to stand up. 

-

The four of you kept walking again, and you stopped when you saw the look on Baghra. ‘’This was abandoned after Morozova’s death,’’ You commented. ‘’Do you think steel chains could’ve held him by the river?’’ Baghra responded. ‘’You think he survived?’’ You asked and followed after her. ‘’I moved on from this place, other journals have surfaced,’’ Baghra responded as you saw her taking some flowers from the ground with her knife. 

‘’Merzost teachings, Aleksander used to create the Fold, a legacy of wrongdoing never made it right, clear us a way in,’’ Baghra responded and looked at Mal. You saw Mal walked to the runestone and began to cut the vines from the passage. ‘’Do I push it or?’’ Mal asked. 

‘’Help me up,’’ Baghra replied as you and Alina looked at each other while you helped Baghra. You held her arm as she walked up the steps. ‘’Give me your blade,’’ Baghra told Mal as he handed the blade over to her. ‘’Only a Morozova can open it,’’ Baghra commented and looked at the three of you before her eyes placed on you.

You didn’t think much of it when she turned around to the door, cut her thumb, and looked at Alina. ‘’Give me the lantern,’’ She ordered as Alina handed her over. You narrowed your eyes when you saw her press her thumb on one of the letters and then opened the door. The three of you followed after her inside, and you could see two graves in front of you. ‘’Light the torches, boy,’’ Baghra replied. 

‘’Your sister?’’ You asked Baghra and approached her, and you could see Mal had lighted it up. ‘’And my mother,’’ Baghra replied and looked at the grave left to her. ‘’Died of the pox before I was banished,’’ Baghra informed and handed Alina the lantern back and placed the white flowers on the grave. ‘’How my mother feared me, she always told me I was one of my father’s abominations,’’

‘’Well, she was wrong,’’ You replied, and you looked at her. ‘’She was right,’’ Baghra added. ‘’Have you not been paying attention?’’ Baghra questioned you, and you gave her a look before you followed her again. You stepped inside a room and saw maps, books, and the walls written around you. Mal lit the torches up as Baghra looked at her surroundings. ‘’Morozova was corrupted with merzost, seeped into everything he created,’’ Baghra informed. 

‘’Are you sure the Firebird was made here?’’ Mal questioned her. ‘’With the Stag and the Sea Whip, there was a frequency I could hear,’’ Mal replied and you looked at him. You remembered when he told you about the frequency when he saw the Stag and you wondered if he could hear the same frequency with you. ‘’I don’t hear anything in this place,’’

‘’You two follow me, you stay,’’ Baghra replied and looked at Alina. You looked at Baghra and saw the glint in her eyes and you begged her not to say it but you knew that the secret would tell itself sooner or later. You and Alina exchanged a look before you and Mal followed after her. ‘’Start sorting through his journals for any mention of the Firebird,’’ Baghra ordered Alina as the three of you walked outside of the cave. You heard Alina’s voice saying his name and you looked at Baghra. ‘’Is this it?’’ You asked her with a low voice as Alina and Mal talked with each other and saw the old woman bend her knee and looked at her mother’s grave. 

‘’You know what to do,’’ Baghra commented. ‘’You think he brought her back to life?’’ You asked her and looked at the graves, as you tried to have a conversation while the two of you waited for Mal. ‘’More than that,’’ Baghra replied. ‘’He’d done it twice before,’’ Baghra spoke and stood up to face you. ‘’Resurrected a creature with merzost and one of his finger bones, why wouldn’t it work for her the way it had worked for the Stag and the Sea Whip?’’ 

‘’She was the third amplifier,’’ 

‘’An otkazat’sya girl who’d passed on what she was through generations,’’

‘’There’s a reason why you and Aleksander feel connected, and there’s a reason why you and I have a bond,’’ Baghra commented and you narrowed your eyes. ‘’No,’’ You spoke and shook your head as you realized what she was saying. ‘’No-’’

‘’That’s why you’re here,’’ Baghra replied. ‘’You told me that I was a descendant,’’ You looked at her with wide eyes, anger rising through your veins. ‘’To protect you from who you are, but I am afraid that we don’t have time,’’ Baghra responded and looked at you with pity. ‘’How is it that you walked past other orphanages and don’t remember when you were a babe? I guess that the people who found you believed that you and Alina were sisters,’’ Baghra responded. 

‘’The one person who is your destiny and the one who you felt the need to protect?’’ 

‘’And what about Mal? Why can he feel the frequencies but not mine?’’ You asked. ‘’It’s because you can hide it, and Mal? He is connected with you,’’ Baghra responded. ‘’Come,’’ Baghra spoke when Mal approached the two of you. 

‘’Close the door,’’ Baghra said and you looked at her, glancing toward Mal. ‘’How do you find yourself unless you admit what you are, girl?’’ She questioned sternly. ‘’Give me his blade,’’ Baghra replied and you handed Mal’s blade. You winced when you felt her cut your thumb. ‘’Do it,’’ Baghra ordered and pressed your thumb against one of the letters and saw the door close. Your heart sank when you saw the door closing and you saw Mal look at you with shock. 

‘’There’s a reason why you can’t hear the frequency,’’ Baghra responded and looked at Mal. 

‘’It’s because-’’

‘’You’re the Firebird,’’ Mal interrupted Baghra. Baghra looked at you before slicing her thumb and opening the door and walking inside, leaving the two of you alone. ‘’How?’’ Mal asked. 

‘’I don’t know,’’ You admitted and Mal looked at you with realization. ‘’How long? How long have you known?’’ 

‘’Ever since we arrived back at the Little Palace and when I stayed with Alina,’’ You answered and you saw his eyes flash with anger. ‘’This whole time you’ve known when we were looking for the bloody bird, you’ve been there, knowing it was you?’’ Mal exclaimed angrily. 

‘’I didn’t have a choice to hide it from who I was,’’ Mal looked at you with a frustrated expression. 

‘’You could’ve told us,’’ He replied. ‘’You could’ve told us before and then we could’ve found a solution-’’

‘’To what? To kill Kirigan? Take down the Fold? I’ve already made up my mind Mal, there’s nothing you can do,’’ You spoke with sadness. ‘’No,’’ Mal shook his head. ‘’No, I refuse to believe that you will sacrifice yourself for Alina-’’

‘’We don’t have a choice-’’

‘’I said: No,’’ Mal growled. ‘’Don’t you see it?’’ You hissed with anger and gripped his arm tightly. Mal looked at you with wide eyes and then he heard it. The frequency in his ears. ‘’I have to do it,’’ You told him, your voice breaking. ‘’And what about Nikolai?’’ Mal asked and looked into your glossy eyes. 

‘’Does he know?’’ He asked and you shook your head. ‘’He will understand why I did it,’’ You told him. 

''He has to,''

-

You and Mal talked before you heard a shout inside the cave. You and Mal looked at each other with a concerned expressions before you ran inside. You locked your eyes with Baghra as you and Mal saw Alina pinned against the wall as the cloud of light surrounded her. You knew that Kirigan had found you. ‘’I will end this once and for all,’’ You heard Baghra speak and grabbed the torch. 

‘’Once I’ve killed my son, my time here is done, all this goes with me,’’ Baghra said before tossing the torch on the books. ‘’You know what you have to do,’’ Baghra responded and looked at you and Mal. ‘’And close the door on your way out,’’

You saw Baghra grab Alina and you widened your eyes with fear when you saw Aleksander choking Alina in front of you. ‘’How? How?’’ You heard his question and looked at Baghra with anger. ‘’Have you forgotten who taught you all the tricks?’’ Baghra questions him. ‘’Amplifier or blood, it’s all connected,’’

‘’No, wait-’’ Alina protested.

‘’Run,’’ Baghra spoke as you saw her using the shadows. ‘’No!’’ You screamed when you saw Baghra projecting her body while Mal grabbed Alina. You looked at her and helped Mal. 

‘’We can’t leave her,’’

‘’She’s not coming-’’

‘’She’s not sacrificing herself for me!’’

‘’There’s nothing you can do,’’ You shouted as you dragged Alina away from there. ‘’The Firebird-’’ Alina protested as she tried to grab one of the books. 

‘’We know where the Firebird is,’’ You and Mal shouted and dragged her out of the cave. Your heart was pounding and you coughed when you felt the smoke suffocating your lungs while you tried to run away. Once the three of you were outside, Mal and Alina were behind you while you cut your thumb and closed the door. 

‘’We have to go, now,’’ You spoke as you didn’t utter a word before the three of you ran there away. 

-

The three of you rode your way back to Nikolai as you stared at the compass in your hand. So far it worked and you found your way back to him. A few soldiers approached you and helped to take care of the horses while you tried to find Nikolai. You breathed out in relief when you saw Genya, Nikolai, and another male, you assumed it was Dominik that Nikolai had spoken about back at the Spinning Wheel.  ‘’We lost Baghra,’’ You spoke. 

‘’It’s true, she’s gone,’’ Mal added. ‘’She saved my life,’’ Genya replied. ‘’She saved ours,’’ Alina commented as you looked at her with sadness. Alina approached Genya and embraced her. ‘’Before she died, she broke the connection between me and Kirigan, I no longer feel him,’’ 

‘’Does that mean he’s dead?’’ Genya asked. ‘’Safest to proceed as though he’s alive until we hear otherwise,’’ Nikolai spoke and looked at Alina. ‘’And the Firebird?’’ Genya asked. You and Mal exchanged a look and you just stood there, frozen, not knowing what to say.

‘’They know where it is,’’ Alina responded and gestured toward you and Mal. ‘’Alina,’’ Mal spoke as Nikolai looked at the two of you. 

‘’Tell us what you need to find it, everything we have is at your disposal,’’ Nikolai replied. ‘’It appears Kirigan’s on the move, he…’’ Nikolai spoke before trailing off his sentence. ‘’He destroyed the First Army camp at Keramzin,’’ Nikolai revealed. 

‘’What?’’ You questioned. ‘’Our scouts say there are no survivors,’’ Nikolai informed while you and Alina looked at each other. ‘’He knows our weakness,’’ 

‘’Two teams, then, one go with uh…’’ Dominik spoke. 

‘’Oretsev, Sir,’’ Mal introduced and shook his hand. ‘’One team goes with Oretsev to get the Firebird, another goes straight at the Darkling to stop him from advancing,’’

‘’Tomorrow then,’’ Nikolai spoke before placing his eyes on you who had a distant look on your face before walking away. You could feel your chest tighten and your heartbeat quickened and it felt that you were on the edge to throw up. Everyone began to separate and you walked away from Mal and Alina without uttering a word. Alina was about to say something but stopped and looked at you with a concerned expression. 

You walked away from them, tried to find somewhere else and when you were far away from them as you rounded a corner, you let out a heavy breath that you didn’t know that you were holding. You held your stomach in pain as you leaned against the wall as tears formed down your eyes and then you began to break.

The emotions that you had bottled up from the beginning were about to release and you couldn’t hold them in anymore. You let out a broken sob while trying to keep yourself together, knowing that you had to break up your silence about the Firebird sooner or later.

-

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The Christmas Date | Chapter 4: Santa Tell Me

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Fem!Kerner!Reader

(Ron Kerner is Slider, Iceman’s backseater)

Wordcount: 2.8k

Summary: Y/n “Athena” Kerner and Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw hate each other. Everybody knows. What happens when they have to fake date for a whole week to avoid Iceman and Slider’s matchmaking plans?

(there won't be smut in this series)

Warnings: OKAY SO. If there is any transphobic person reading this, i’m sorry but it’s time to LEAVE. Iceman’s grandSON is trans, Rooster/Thena being supportive godparents, Rooster’s ex-gf still being a bitch, body dismorphia, mentions of alcohol, CAR ACCIDENT (everyone's okay don't worry), driving under the influence, mentions of death, mentions of Carole's death... you know the deal.

A/N: Yeah, I know. I should be taking some time to rest. I got bad news today, my heart is getting worse again and I have to go through surgery BUT writing is my coping mechanism so expect more works soon.

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The room is amazing. If you hadn’t seen it before, you could never tell that it had been filled to the core with princess things. You can’t wait to see your nephew and Rebecca, talk to both, and learn more about this new part of your lives that has just begun. 

“You went all extra with the Christmas tree.” says Nick looking at the 7 ft tree that Rooster bought. 

“Christmas this year is special. Let’s make it a one to remember” Bradley admits, looking at you. “Can I talk to you?” 

“Oh, am, sure!” 

You two move to the kitchen, Rooster seems to be a bit agitated. “What’s wrong?” 

“I don’t think we should lie to Jes- well, to him” 

You sigh, knowing that he’s right. How can you lie to that poor kid? You clearly haven’t thought about all the aspects of this ruse. 

“Rooster, I know what you mean but… If we tell him, everyone will know. And my father will bring that girl over for you to meet her” 

“Yeah, I know. I don’t think we have a choice” 

Then, as if that little kid knew you were talking about him, you hear a car park “That’s not Iceman’s car” you adduce, going to open the front door. They shouldn’t be here yet.  

Parked in front of the garage is Rebecca’s car. She is opening the door to your five-year-old nephew. Rebecca has a worried expression, and the kid climbs out of the vehicle, a black beanie on his head, and pulls the hoodie up to hide his face from the world. 

Rooster, who is beside you, gets closer to the kid, opening his arms to give the younger one a hug. “Hey, buddy! Long time no see” 

However, the kid enters the house, ignoring both of you, and runs upstairs. 

“He’s been like this all the way back home. I’m sorry, guys. He was excited about his new name but well… He wants it all and he wants it now. I'm happy to see you” Rebecca says, giving each a quick hug. 

“Is he okay?” 

“He’s been begging me to cut off his hair” Rebecca confesses, making the two of you nod. “I told him to wait to get home, so we could look up for some haircuts and see which one he likes best but…” 

“He’s still a five-year-old, Becca. It’s not gonna be easy” you tell her. 

Nick joins you outside to hug his sister. “Your son has gone straight to the bathroom. He didn’t even say hi” 

You look at Rooster before running all the way to the bathroom with him behind you. Everyone knows that Sarah’s special scissors for cutting Iceman’s hair are in the second drawer. And he knows too. You try to open the door, but it is closed. “Hey buddy, it’s Uncle Roos. Can you open for me?” 

“No!” yells a muffled, hurt voice from the other side of the door. 

“Y/n, he can hurt himself” Rooster mutters, as if you haven’t thought about it. 

“I know, shut up” you knock on the door softly. “Hey bud, can you tell me your name? Mom says you got a new one.”

There’s a silence that prolongs itself for a few seconds. You hold your breath trying to hear what is happening on the other side of the door but all you can hear is the quick, pounding sound of your own heart. 

“...Jesse” 

“Jesse, huh? That’s such a cool name” you sit on the floor, legs crossed, waiting for this to be a long conversation. 

“Thank you. I chose it myself” 

“You did? Woah, Jesse. That’s amazing. Much cooler than mine” 

“I’m not going to open the door” Jesse’s voice is calmer now, but still full of sadness. It breaks your heart. 

“It’s okay, pal. I just wanna talk. It’s been so long since we saw each other, I think you are a lot different now” 

“I’m different. But mom doesn’t want me to be different” 

You look at Becca over your shoulder. She’s biting her nails off. You need Jesse to open the door. And fast.

“You sure? 'Cause your mom called us this morning and told us to change your room. She wants you to be yourself, sweetheart.” 

“It’s that true?” you can hear him pout and it’s so painful to see him like that. 

“We got rid of all the princesses and now your room has a lot of Paw Patrol things. And we even found Marshall’s fire truck!” 

“Mom, did you do that?” the door is still closed, but he seems to be closer to it now. It's working. 

“Uncle Roos and Aunt Thena helped me, but yes. I told them to do it” 

“Hey, Jesse” Rooster speaks for the first time in a while. “I know what it is to hate what you see in the mirror. If you open this door, Aunt Thena and I will take you to the hairdresser, so they can get you a good haircut” 

“Promise?” Jesse asks, opening the door for you to see him. 

“I promise, buddy” 

Jesse hugs you and Rooster and then goes to his mom. “I’m sorry, mom… I just wanted to be like the rest” 

“I know, baby, I know. But you have to understand that you can’t get everything at the moment. Mom’s not a hairdresser. How was I supposed to cut your hair?” 

“I’m sorry… Can I see my room?” 

You all laugh at the sudden change in his tone. From being sorrowful to excited. Jesse can be a lot different now, but he’s still a kid, and he will do what a five-year-old does. Be loud, happy, get angry when he doesn’t get what he wants… Normal things for a kid. 

“Let’s go see it!” 

Nick, Rebecca, and Jesse go to see the room, and you stay sitting on the floor with Roos. It’s been a tiring day. And it’s not even noon. 

“I’ll go get the car ready” you say, getting up from the floor and leaving Rooster alone. 

I know what it is to hate what you see in the mirror

His words echo in your head, and several questions on the tip of your tongue are trying to make you turn around and find out the meaning behind his words. 

You have to remind yourself for a second that you hate him, that he took everything away from you, and that if he has a problem, he has a lot of people he can talk to. He doesn’t need you.

Rooster and Jesse stay at the beauty saloon, and you decide to go to a tactical gear shop nearby, hoping to find the perfect Christmas gift for your nephew. You, luckily, haven’t bought anything yet. And you hope to find a leather flight jacket for Jesse and maybe even get him his own name tag. You thought ‘Marshall’ would be cute as a call sign. 

You’re going out of the shop, gift secured in your bag, when your phone begins to ring. You pull it out of your jacket, smiling at the name appearing on the screen. 

“Natasha Trace, I love when you call me” 

“Are you dating Rooster and you didn’t tell me?! I’M YOUR BEST FRIEND” she yells angrily in your ear. You move the phone away from your ear, but even like that you can hear her. 

“Hello to you too, Nat” you roll your eyes. 

“Don’t roll your eyes, you little bitch” she says, as if she could see you. 

"We're not dating" 

"What? Hold on, let me FaceTime you" 

She hangs up and calls you again, this time you can see her face frown in a confused expression. "Spill" 

"Iceman and my dad were playing matchmakers, and we didn’t want random people at our table on Christmas Eve so… we lied,” you confess, sitting on a bench outside the beauty saloon. Rooster and Jesse are still waiting. 

“And here I thought you were finally getting laid” 

“Natasha!” you whine, covering your face with your free hand. 

“What? Facts only” 

“Oh wait, you know who we met this morning?” you say, trying to change the subject.  “Mandy” 

“Mandy as in Mandy the whore?” she questions. 

“That one. She was with Solo. They’re dating” you reveal to your friend. Her eyes are widening more by the second. 

“WHAT?! Oh my God do you think that’s why-” 

“Y/N? We see each other again!” 

You raise your head from the phone and see Mandy in the flesh. Gosh, you hate that stupid face she has. 

“Mandy! Nat, wait a second, don’t hang up” you say while getting up “Two times in the same day, what a coincidence!” 

She gives you the fakest smile ever, one that seems to be the result of years of practicing. “Yeah, it is a coincidence. Hey, Solo said that the four of us should go out one day, talk about the old times and all” 

“Oh, I’d love to, but we have only this week to be with the family, and then we have to go back to the base for months and-” 

“What about tomorrow?” she interrupts you, not being interested in anything you have to say. “There’s this pub in the center-” 

“O’Malley’s, yeah. I know where it is. Owner’s a friend” 

“See you tomorrow at 6, okay?” she insists, and you don’t have any other choice than accepting. 

Jesse comes running out of the establishment and grabs your hand. “C’mon auntie, it's my turn!”

“Oh, what a beautiful baby girl! What’s your name, princess?”  Mandy says, kneeling down to Jesse’s height. 

“I’m not a girl, you old bat” he says, pushing her and running away. You see how Mandy falls and slap your hand against your mouth to not laugh. From any other person, it would seem like you're embarrassed by your nephew’s actions. Those who know you well enough, however… They know you're enjoying every second of this. 

“I’m sorry, Mandy. My nephew Jesse is a bit… hot-headed. I’m gonna go with him and give him an earful. We’ll see you tomorrow, okay? Bye!” you move from her quickly, almost running, and when you’re far away, Natasha laughs hysterically. 

“Jesus, I love your niece” she says. 

“Nephew. It’s Jesse now. I’ll tell you later, okay? Gotta go” 

“Take care, Thena” 

You hang up and go with the two boys. “Jesse, what you did…” 

“Auntie, I know it’s wrong. I just don’t like her” 

“What did you do, young man?” Rooster says, walking with him to one of the chairs. 

“This old woman who was talking to Aunt Thena called me a ‘girl’. So I pushed her” 

“Jess-” 

“It was Mandy” you clarify. 

Rooster looks at you, then at Jesse, and then at you again. He opens his hand and high-fives the five-year-old. “Don’t tell your Mom” 

“What are you going to wear for the party?” Sarah asks you during dinner, hours later, with a happy short-haired Jesse sitting beside you. 

“What party?” you look at Rooster, but he shrugs, not having any idea what she is talking about. 

“The Christmas Party! Didn’t your father tell you about it?” 

You look at your father, who is very interested in the food on his plate. "He didn't tell me anything, as usual." 

"Well, the town is holding a Christmas party on the 25th. A formal party. You have to wear a dress." She points at you with her fork. "You're not wearing your uniform, only a dress. Is that clear?" 

"Yes ma'am. And what about Bradley?" 

"I'll wear a suit, obviously. Have to match with you," he smiles and then leans to whisper something in your ear. "Please, don't choose the dress yourself. You have horrible fashion sense," 

"Says the one that is always wearing Hawaiian shirts" 

"They're cool" Bradley defends himself. 

"No, they're not" you laugh, and he kicks your leg under the table. "Ouch!" 

"Sarah, darling, we need to do the Secret Santa sorting" Tom remembers his wife, helping her clean the table. 

"Oh I have it all prepared!" She goes to the living room and comes back with a red Santa Claus hat. "All the names are in here, just pull one. Y/n, dear, you first!" 

You smile at her, grabbing a paper from inside the bag and reading it. 'Rooster'. 

Is this a joke or what?

You're getting ready to sleep, Rooster refusing for the second night in a row to sleep in the same bed with you, when you remember that you're supposed to meet Mandy tomorrow. 

"Bradley" 

"No, I'm not sleeping on the bed. If you want to be that close to me, you're gonna need to beg a little more" he says. 

"You wish. Anyway, Mandy said to meet tomorrow. She wasn't accepting a no for an answer." 

He sits and looks at you. "Are you kidding me?" 

“I don’t like the idea either, you know.” you let out. 

“Is Solo coming too?” you nod, and he sighs. “You know how to say ‘no’ or do I have to teach you? It’s not that hard, look: ‘something has come up, and I can’t’, ‘We already have plans’. Oh, and this is the simplest one: ‘No.’” 

“I know how to say no, Bradshaw” 

He laughs dryly. “If you knew how, I wouldn't have to be in the same room with my ex and her new boyfriend. Again” 

He turns off the lights and lies down. He tosses around, trying to find the most comfortable position to sleep on the hard floor. 

“I’m sorry” you whisper. But you know he can hear you. 

“Don’t worry, Thena. Go to sleep” 

A few minutes pass, and you can’t sleep. There’s something you need to find out. Something that you can’t stop thinking about, and you know that it will keep you up all night. 

“Rooster” 

“Jesus, Thena, go to sleep” he complains, but after a few seconds, he gives in with a sigh of defeat. “What?” 

“What you said to Jesse… about hating what you see in the mirror… Is that how you feel?” 

“Like you care” 

“I don’t. I’m just curious. You’re usually proud of that stupid face of yours. So… it doesn’t make sense” 

He sits on the floor, his back against the bed, and his head pressed against the mattress. “It’s the scars” 

“Really?” you move closer to him, your hand a few inches away from his hair. 

“Yeah… It’s a constant reminder of how I almost killed us” he admits, his sorrowful voice almost a whisper. 

Your hand moves automatically to your belly, your fingers finding the scarred skin. You had your own scars, too. And you wish you could tell him that it wasn’t his fault but… it doesn’t matter how many times you’ve tried. He still blames himself. 

“If it makes you feel better, lots of girls at base are obsessed with those scars. And even some boys.” 

“Why are you trying to make me feel better?” he questions, and you also want to know why. 

“Because I don’t want to see you broody all day. That wouldn’t make me look like a good girlfriend” you scoff. 

“Aw, it’s little Y/n worried about me?” he mocks, lying down again. 

“Good night, Bradshaw” you say,  pulling the blankets over your head. 

You dream about the accident. You dream about a young Rooster parking at the front of your house, ringing your doorbell repeatedly and yelling for you to open the door. It’s been years but it feels like yesterday. 

Bradley’s coping mechanism when Carole died was alcohol. That same night, he got really drunk and drove to your house. It was late. When you opened the door, the emptiness in his eyes was the only explanation you needed. She was gone. And Bradley didn’t know how to live in a world without her. 

You managed to get Rooster into his car, snatching the keys away from him and driving him to his home. You knew Maverick would be very worried about him. 

But, you never made it to Rooster’s house. A truck driver fell asleep and swatched lanes, forcing you to swerve. The car crashed against a tree. You don’t remember a thing, just waking up with a big stomach wound and a body full of scratches. 

Rooster took the worst part. People thought he wouldn’t make it, that he didn’t want to make it. He was giving up. 

He opened his eyes again three days after the accident. 

It wasn’t your fault. Or his. Well, he shouldn’t have driven to your house under the influence. He knows that and you, too. But nobody could have expected the truck. And he wasn’t driving when you crashed. You were driving. If someone was to take fault here, it should be you. 

But it didn’t matter how much you tried to make Rooster understand that he wasn’t the one to blame. He never listened. And you know he never will.

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[kolsmikaelson]

hiiii! can i request conrad fisher x fem!reader headcanons? thankssss!!!

dating conrad fisher headcanons

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word count - 661 | join my taglist | warnings - fluff, fluff, fluff! mentions of his moms cancer, not proofread

a/n — i love conrad so much he has my whole heart <33. this may be ooc but oh well :).

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— conrad probably saw you at a party and came up to you later that night when you first meet

— jeremiah would see him staring at you and made him go over to you

— after talking for a while he’d shyly ask for your number and is absolutely thrilled when you give it to him

— you’ll take his phone from his hands to put your information in and put your name under ‘y/n <3’

— would not change that until you’re dating and he’d probably keep it then too

— takes you to the drive in for your first date, they’re having a showing of one of your favorites and he knew he was gonna take you

— gives you his jacket to cover up if it gets cold not caring if he’s cold or not

— would hold your hand so gently as if you’d break

— lets you keep the jacket because then you’ll have a new reason to see him

— introduced you to jere and belly really soon after you get together but only because the pair walked in on the two of you kissing

— they immediately force him to let you meet his and bellys moms

— spoiler they adore you, they think you’re exactly what conrad needed to make him feel like himself again

— is always surprising you with little things that remind him of you whether it be a little necklace or something of his, but he loves seeing your face light up from it

— “wanted you to have this, it reminded me of you.” he’d have the goofiest smile when it comes to you

— doesn’t care one bit when steven or jeremiah make fun of how much he loves you

— definitely a ‘wear what you want, i can fight.” kinda boyfriend

— “baby you look so good, ‘s that what you’re wearing to the bonfire?”

— hypes you up so much !!!

— also a ‘i hate most people but definitely not you’ kind of guy

— always has to be touching you, if you’re out somewhere he’ll have an arm around you or is holding your hand

— if you’re just watching a movie on the couch he’ll have you pulled as close as possible to his side

— obsessed with calling you his angel like you came into his life at the perfect time and made his live so much better

— if you’re gonna be a part of the deb ball he’ll get you something super special to have with you throughout the night if he cant be by your side the whole time

— loves waking up next to you, enjoys the fact that you’re the last thing he sees some (most) nights when he falls asleep

— “hi angel, how’re you this fine morning?” he smirks with that morning voice you love so much

— we all know how he is with expressing his emotions so sometimes he’ll cause unnecessary arguments that normally last all of five minutes and makes it up to you immediately however he is capable

— and on some very rare occasions (finding out about his moms illness) he will just break down in your arms

— these times are most often after everyone in the house has fallen asleep

— he’ll grip onto the back of your shirt as the tears run down his face muttering how scared he is to lose her

— and at the end of that he almost always reminds you of how appreciative of you he is

— “i don’t tell you this enough angel but i am so happy that you’re in my life, thank you for everything that you do for me. i can’t imagine going through this without you.”

— it almost makes him start crying again

— will fall asleep in your arms and says that he loves you over and over again

— lets you do the same for him

— if you aren’t ready to talk about something he’s there to hold you and whisper sweet nothings in your ear

— sweetest boyfriend ever and he can’t live without you :,)

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[footprintsinthesxnd]

Happy 20th Birthday Fernie!

Fern I can’t even put into words how much you mean to me. I love you so much and your friendship (and incredible fics) have gotten me through so much. Happy birthday lovely. I hope you have the most amazing day. I was struggling to decide what to make you for your birthday but after all our recent talks about WW2 Jake I couldn’t not make a 1940s inspired moodboard. So I hope you have a lovely birthday and dance with Jake to your hearts content. 💕

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[fandomxpreferences]

Safe and Sound- Prologue

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x female!reader slow burn

Series warnings: swearing, mentions of abuse, mentions of panic attacks and disassociation, swearing, eventual smut Will add more as the story progresses.

A/N: this is basically a quick prologue/summation of what you can expect. The story will start from the beginning when they first meet and go from there.

Bradley didn’t think anything of it the first time it happened. Jake had yelled a little too loud when he missed his shot to sink the eight ball and you flinched. He caught it in his peripheral but assumed the blonde pilot had just startled you.

By the third time he noticed you flinch when someone yelled or made a sudden movement, he knew it was a learned reflex. It lived in his mind, gripping onto his psyche and swirling him around in a hurricane of possible causes for such a reaction.

He decided not to push the subject, aware that whatever the cause was, it’s sensitive. He makes mental notes of what seems to trigger you and consciously avoids doing those things.

He was softer when he talked to you, he always approached you slowly with both of his hands visible at his sides in an open and relaxed stance. If something someone did seemed to bother you, he was always right there.

He’d picked up on the subtle tells of your panic and spiraling, zoning in on the way your eyes got a distant look with dilated pupils or your incessant nail picking and bouncing knee.

You moved here a few months ago and made fast friends with the group of naval aviators. You avoided the topic whenever one of them started prying into your past or what caused you to leave your last home, and Bradley caught on to your hesitancy to give details.

It was never explicitly said, but Bradley became your keeper. He took you under his wing and watched your back, never more than a few feet away. It was an unspoken understanding within the group that you were Bradley’s, even if you technically weren’t.

You slowly found yourself learning to trust the curly haired pilot and overtime, he became your best friend. .

But as close as you and Bradley have become, you’ve never divulged details about your history. He didn’t know that you ran from your abusive ex, and he certainly didn’t know that said ex has been showing up and harassing you.

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[theharddeck]

california coast in your green eyes || chapter 5/5

Pairing: Jake Seresin x Julie Floyd (OC)

Synopsis: the grand finale! first dates are complicated things, and Jake and Julie try to figure out what this thing between them looks like.

Warnings: none

Length: 4.6k

tagging: @wildbornsiren @winterrebel04 @blue-aconite @double-j @javihoney @daggerspare-standingby @glccmreid @gigisimsonmars @ssprayberrythings @anotherr-fine-mess and an enormous thank you to @laracrofted who gave me a major boost of inspiration to finish this one!

chapter 1 / chapter 2 / chapter 3 / chapter 4 / chapter 5

Julie: Okay, admittedly, I didn’t think past what would happen beyond getting your number.

Julie: Oh this is Julie btw

Julie: Julie Floyd

Julie: Bob’s sister

Jake: Julia it’s 5am

Julie: And you’re awake, so what’s your point

Jake: Well my excuse is that Rooster’s a lunatic who only goes to the gym when it first opens

Jake: Why are you up?

Julie: Oh I just got off my shift

Julie: Getting a breakfast burrito before I go home

Julie: normally I try to do a smoothie from the hospital lobby or something, but today I needed grease

Julie: not that you asked

Jake: Rudy’s?

Julie: Oooooo so he’s a local now

Julie: but yes, almost done, then I’m sleep-driving home and collapsing into bed for a year

Jake: ha

Jake: Text me when you get home safely

Jake: please

“Order 47!” the cashier yelled, and Julie went up to the counter to grab her breakfast burrito. She pocketed her phone and smiled at the cashier, taking the brown paper bag he held out, a grease stain already forming at the bottom. Instead of going back to her car, she walked the block or two down to the beach. 

She could be chill about texting Jake.

She totally could be. 

The sun was rising behind her as she walked onto the beach. It wouldn’t warm the sand or light the ocean for a while yet, so Julie kept her shoes on as she unceremoniously sat on the sand and opened her burrito. 

It was a great burrito.

She pulled out her phone, reading over Jake’s texts, trying not to read into them.

When she’d picked Robbie up from the carrier, she could’ve cried in relief. He’d held her tight enough for her to know how close it’d been this time, and that had scared her, so, so much. But he was back, he was with her, and she knew she had a couple pilots to thank for that. 

When Robbie had pointed out the white buses and his team in the windows, she hadn’t realized she was holding space for all of them. 

And obviously they weren’t Robbie, and she barely knew them, but she was still relieved to see Natasha and Reuben and Bradley and Jake, all well.

Relief really was the best word. 

Arm around her brother, seeing his friends safe, she felt like she could take the first breath she’d taken in six weeks. They’d gone to dinner, some sushi place in Seaport Village, and talked about the Padres, what Mom and Dad wanted to do for Christmas—anything but the last few weeks.

She couldn’t say why she’d asked for Jake’s number.

Maybe it was intrigue, the way she’d turned his hypothetical kiss over and over in her mind for weeks. 

Maybe it was gratitude, that he’d stopped her from pressuring Phoenix.

Maybe it was curiosity, over what had made him so protective in the first place.

Likely, it was his expression, even all the way across the parking lot, from the small window of a white bus. He’d looked pleased to see her, she liked to think, but he looked shocked that she might be pleased to see him. It had curled in her chest, protectiveness of her own, and wanting to offer assurances she had no business making.

Still, it was enough to ask Robbie for his number.

And now she had it. 

Text me when you get safely home.

Julie finished her burrito, crumpling up the wax paper that’d wrapped it and pushing herself to her feet. She wiped the sand off her scrubs as she walked back to the car, the carbs settling in her stomach. The drive home went quickly, and she tossed her keys into the bowl by the door, Julie felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket. She pulled it out as she toed off her shoes.

Jake: so did you make it home okay or should Floyd Jr and I break off formation and fly over to Mission Beach

Julie: don’t you rope my brother into this

Julie: you live your life, Seresin, but  no demerits on Robbie’s record

An ellipses popped up and disappeared and Julie figured she should answer the question directly, rather than egging him on.

Julie: but yeah i’m home, just got in

Jake: cool

There was a long pause that Julie wasn’t sure how to interpret. She dropped her phone on the kitchen table and peeled off her scrubs as she walked through the apartment, tossing them into her stacked washer and dryer, in the closet by the kitchen. As Julie was pouring detergent in to join her scrubs, her phone buzzed again, echoing on the table. She started the machine, grabbing her phone as she walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth before she drew her blackout drapes and slept through the rest of the morning. 

Jake: okay i really didn’t want to ask over text

Jake: but we’re about to be briefed on the training exercise for today, so I can’t call—can I take you to dinner tonight?

Julie leaned against the door of her bathroom, rereading the text. 

So he hadn’t been joking about the kiss, or the dress, or wanting to be sure she was home safe. She was sure he wasn’t THAT serious—if he’d been called in for whatever mission had brought Robbie to San Diego, he was probably heading back out to wherever he’d been stationed first anyways.

But he didn’t have to ask for dinner, did he?

Before she could overthink it, Julie texted him back quickly. 

Julie: I would like that

The ellipses appeared and vanished again and Julie busied herself with her toothbrush while she waited for his response.

Jake: 10-4

Julie: seriously?

Jake: I don’t know, it felt cooler than ‘thank God’

Jake: What time should I pick you up?

Julie: so my shift actually starts at 9pm

Julie: I’ll probably go from dinner to the hospital

Julie: is it okay if we do something casual?

Jake: for sure. Have you been to Quattro? It’s a family-owned place in Little Italy; I can meet you there at 6?

Julie: 10-4

Jake: brutal

Julie: I’m falling asleep standing, Dallas; see you at 6pm

Julie crammed the Camry into a spot on India street, as the clock on her dash clicked to 6:04. She hated being late, but she’d had to circle Little Italy a couple of times before she’d found a parking spot. She locked her car over her shoulder as she jogged across the street, pushing the door open and waiting for her eyes to adjust to the dark interior of the restaurant, stomach dropping as she looked around.

There was nothing ‘casual’ about this place.

It was a classically charming, Italian American place—red checkered tablecloths, chianti bottles hanging from the ceiling by their fiascos, others on tables with wax candles dripping down their sides. Breadsticks, crushed red peppers, and red carnations sat in the center of every table and 1940s Italian music played softly over the speakers. Julie lifted a hand apologetically as a table near the door startled at her sudden entrance, and over her bedraggled appearance, as she scanned for Jake. 

He was sitting at a table in the back, a small bouquet of flowers wrapped in brown paper lying on the table. When he saw her, his face lit up in a way that made Julie’s chest tighten, even as she tried to push down the panic at this situation being the opposite of what she’d expected. 

He stood up, buttoning his blazer in a subconscious movement, his mouth twitching as he tried not to smile too widely at seeing her.

“Table, miss?” the maître d' asked from beside Julie, his eyes flitting over her scrubs. 

“Against all appearances,” she joked lightly, pointing at Jake, “I’m with him.”

The man’s eyes widened, but he dipped his head at her, turning back to the door and leaving Julie to weave through the tables.

It’s just dinner, two, three, four. With a cartoonishly handsome man in a restaurant that looks like a Hallmark movie while you’re dressed for an overnight shift at a hospital, two, three, four.

She apologized to the couples she walked around, older women in velvet dresses and delicate wraps over their shoulders, and men in blazers like Jake. Her lilac scrubs felt garish, but she tried to push away the feelings of discomfort, even as Jake came around to get her chair.

“Thanks,” she mumbled as she sat, and Jake scooted her chair in. “I thought we’d said casual?” 

She tried to keep her voice joking, but she winced internally when her tone fell slightly shortly.

If Jake noticed, he didn’t show it, shrugging easily and coming around the table to seat himself quickly. He buttoned the blazer as he sat, over a white polo and khakis, and Julie hadn’t looked, but she’d bet he was wearing boots. 

“It just felt like an occasion to try a little harder,” he said, but his forehead wrinkled slightly as he noticed her hands tightly clenched together in her lap. “Is that okay?”

Julie bit the inside of her cheek wondering if she should say something. 

It was wildly endearing that he’d gone all out like this— romantic Italian restaurant, business casual dress, pulling out her chair—but she felt unprepared, like she was the piece that didn’t fit in this puzzle. But when she looked at Jake’s careful green eyes, she knew he deserved her honesty, and she pressed her shoulders back.

“This is lovely,” she said slowly. “I just…was expecting something more casual.”

Jake blinked, looking around. “The menus are plastic.”

Julie looked down at the leather bound menus, with laminated pages, and told herself to get over it. 

“You’re right,” she said, lightly. “Sorry. Um, I’m still waking up.”

Jake smiled, looking relieved, and Julie felt worse for tamping down her discomfort when his intentions were clearly so generous. 

“I brought you flowers,” he said excitedly, and Julie looked at the pink petals against brown paper. 

“They’re gorgeous,” she said honestly, trying not to think of how quickly they’d wilt in her locker at the hospital. But another look at Jake showed his hopeful eyes on her again, and Julie was rescued from needing to respond by the appearance of a waiter.

“Hello, sir, madam,” he said, bowing to them. “Can I interest you in a bottle of our house red, to start off the evening?”

Jake looked at Julie, shrugging in a why not? It fits the vibe expression, then turned back to the waiter. “Sure, the chianti would be great.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Julie said apologetically, after the man nodded. “Just water for me, is actually fine.”

The waiter looked uncertainly between them. “Maybe just a glass, then? For the gentleman?”

Jake was looking at her, confusion on his face, and Julie wasn’t sure how she could convey I can’t drink; I have work in 3 hours with a look. 

“Oh, come on, let’s do a bottle,” Jake said, something like desperation in his voice, cluing Julie into the fact that he was indeed aware of how poorly this was going, and was doubling down to try to salvage it. “You don’t have to have a full glass, but when in Rome, right?”

Julie pressed her lips together, and fixed her smile, looking back at the waiter. She pushed the upside-down wine glass that was at her place setting towards the waiter. 

“Sounds like you can bring a bottle,” she said, her tone gracious, but her gesture pointed, “for the gentleman. Water’s good for me.”

The man looked nervously between the two of them, but then took her glass, tipped his head at Jake and rushed away. 

The table was quiet as he walked away, the background music seeming cacophonous. Julie looked down at her hands, folded in her lap again.

“This is my breakfast,” she said quietly, by way of explanation. “And even if it wasn’t, I’m not having wine before a shift.”

When she looked back at Jake, his lips were pursed, like he was processing what she said. He ran a hand through his hair, and he nodded, slightly, almost to himself.

“Sorry,” he said, genuine. “I didn’t mean to pressure you. I…I really wanted this to be perfect, you know, make a good first impression. It feels like everything I’ve done so far has been a miss.”

Julie fiddled with the cloth napkin at her place setting. “Oddly, that makes me feel worse, because I feel like I’m messing up your vision.”

Jake shook his head, his shoulders tight.

“No, it’s my fault,” he said, something brittle on his voice. “You said casual; I don’t know what I was thinking.”

Julie pressed her lips together, unsure what to do with the change in tone. “No, it’s all amazing, it just…not right now. Maybe we’ll try it again when I’m running on more  sleep and don’t have a shift in a few hours.”

Jake’s eyes widened slightly, and he looked away quickly, clearing his throat. “You…you’d do this again?”

Julie was glad he wasn’t looking at her, to see her face fall. That was what had changed for him? He thought this was more than mutual frustration, and warranted stopping before they’d begun? 

She didn’t know what else to do, other than reach across the table, to put her hand over one of his. Jake’s jaw clenched when her thumb ran over the back of his hand, and his fingers tightened over hers, holding tightly, even as he kept his eyes averted. 

“Look at me,” Julie said quietly, and waited for him to comply. Jake’s expression was guarded, like he was waiting for her to tell him that one messy date, and this was done, that whatever this might be wasn’t worth the one miscommunication. 

Julie wasn’t sure what she was going to tell him, but she knew she had to try, when her phone rang. They both looked down to the pocket in her scrubs, and Julie knew the only number who would ring through right now was the hospital.

“I’m so sorry; it’s work,” she told Jake, and he shook his head.

“If anyone knows work calling at inopportune times, it’s probably me,” he said, and Julie appreciated that, but she felt him pull away when she took her hand back. 

“Thanks,” she said, lifting her phone to listen to the automated message, hoping it wouldn’t be what she expected.

It was.

One of the other nurses had had a family emergency and needed to leave. They were short staffed until the evening shift, and if she could come in early, that would really help them out.

“You have to go,” Jake guessed, as she hung up.

“I do,” Julie said, regretful. “Sorry.”

Jake shook his head. “No, are you kidding, I’m sorry. I—damn, this is not how I wanted this to go. I can do better—”

“Hey,” Julie cut him off, not liking how quickly the words were spilling out of him. “It’s okay. I think I like you enough to want to try again another time, okay?”

Jake blinked at her, then looked away, wetting his lips. “Sorry, I’m stalling on the ‘I like you’ part.”

Julie rolled her eyes, smiling as she stood up. “Don’t get in your head about it, Dallas. Text me in the morning, okay? We’ll figure something out.”

Jake stood too, automatically a gentleman, and Julie tilted her head, looking at him in the dim candlelight. His eyes were intense, like always, green and glittering.  

“I’d like that,” he said, finally. 

“Okay,” Julie said, breathless for the first time in the evening. “Okay, I’m gonna go. Um…”

She wasn’t sure what possessed her to do it, but she leaned towards Jake quickly, to press a kiss to his cheek. His skin was prickly under her lips, like he was growing out of his morning shave, and she smiled at him when she pulled back. 

“I really do appreciate the effort of tonight. I’m sorry…” she pursed her lips as she trailed off. She was sorry about a lot of things, none of them her fault. Rather than list them, she turned to make her way back through the restaurant, through the glittering, pretty couples, and tried not to think about the flowers she’d left on the table, or the pilot standing beside them.

Jake nodded politely as he made eye contact with the receptionist at the nurse’s station for the fifth time in ten minutes, pacing the lobby of Rady Children’s Hospital. His starched khaki uniform felt tight across his chest, or maybe he just hadn’t breathed easily since Julia had left the restaurant last night.

God, what a mess that’d been. 

He hardly went on dates these days, and hadn’t realized how out of practice he’d been. It’d seemed like a good idea—going all out, classic wine and dine, dressing to impress—but he’d watched her face fall when she walked into Quattro. It’d felt like someone kicked him in the chest, that he’d been the one to put that uncertainty on her face. And then everything he’d done had been more of a mistake, and he felt like he couldn’t fix it…Jake wasn’t in the practice of apologizing, but he hoped he could figure it out this morning.

“Jake?”

When he heard her voice, Jake spun on the linoleum, his dress shoes squeaking.

Julia was standing mid-step in the lobby, upper body frozen as she’d been rifling through an enormous tote bag on her shoulder when she saw him. Her hair was pulled back in a yellow scrunchie, a couple curls falling loose around her face; there were dark circles under her brown eyes, but in her purple scrubs, she looked like the first bluebonnets of March. 

“Hi,” Jake said intelligently, and Julia took that as a prompt to move, letting the tote fall against her side as she crossed the lobby towards him.  

“What are you doing here?” she asked, and Jake held out the cardboard drink carrier toward her, four partially-melted smoothies balancing in it.

“That one’s strawberry mango,” Jake said, pointing. “That one’s berry, that’s banana and pineapple, I think, and that one’s a celery, apple, lime situation.”

Julia looked back up at him. 

“You’re in my lobby at the end of my shift,” she said, like she was catching up with what was happening. “And you brought me four smoothies?”

Jake was pretty sure she was saying that, again, it was too much. 

Damn it, last night had been too formal and now he’d crossed into straight-up creepy. He’d been looking over their texts from yesterday morning, and she’d mentioned that normally she went for a smoothie but hadn’t said which, so he’d panicked and gotten all of them. 

“Sorry,” he said, already pulling it back, but Julia stopped him, a hand on the cardboard. 

“This is really sweet,” she said, looking at him intently until he nodded, accepting it, and then she smiled. 

God, her smile.

Jake felt light-headed from it, like it wasn’t pre-dawn outside anymore, like someone was playing the Hallelujah Chorus over the loudspeakers. 

Julia looked down at the smoothies, pleased, and pointed at them, mumbling the flavors to herself. She took the pink smoothie out, handing it to him, and took the drink carrier while he was distracted. 

She crossed back to the receptionist deck, and Jake watched as small dixie cups were produced, and the remaining smoothies were divvied up between the nurses hovering around the station. 

Julia walked back over to him, taking the strawberry smoothie back from him and tipping her head towards the door. She slipped her hand through his arm as they walked towards it and Jake tried not to puff up his chest. It felt natural, their arms linked together, her leaning slightly against him as they walked alongside each other. They were hit with a blast of cool morning air as the automatic doors whooshed open and Julia pressed a little closer to Jake automatically, as she took a sip of the smoothie.

“Thanks for remembering,” she said quietly, around the straw, and Jake guessed she meant both about smoothies, and that he’d listened to her this time. 

“For sure,” he said, and she squeezed his arm a little tighter, then pulled slightly, guiding him towards the employee lot, where he guessed she was parked.

“So,” she said, pressing the call button to the elevator in the parking garage, “is Rooster gonna be okay without a gym buddy this morning?”

“If he isn’t, I’ll never hear the end of it,” Jake said, though he was sure Rooster would be just fine. The two of them always did their best opposite each other, so it made sense for them to align calendars, but they’d be okay missing a day. Julia laughed politely, and they got into the elevator.

They were quiet as they rode to the top floor, and when they emerged, Jake recognized a Connecticut plate holder at the end of the row. He hoped it wasn’t too obvious when he slowed his steps. The sun was coming through the clouds now, tinging the sky orange and pink and Jake wanted to pause the moment. Julia on his arm, the sky pretty above them, before the morning got away from them, or he did something to mess it up. 

They got to her car, as he knew they would. 

She unlocked it, a quiet beep, and untangled herself from his arm. Jake didn’t want to, but he let her go, relieved to see some similar hesitance in her expression. She leaned into the car to toss her tote bag into the passenger seat, and set the smoothie in the cup holder, then straightened. The door was between them, and Julia folded her arms across it, looking up at him. 

“So,” she asked quietly, “what happens now?”

Jake squinted at the sun where it peaked over the edge of the parking garage. “Talk to Bob recently?” he prefaced.

Julia shook her head, frowning slightly, expression asking Jake to continue.

“Act surprised when he tells you?” Jake hedged and Julia nodded. “There’s talks to keep our unit on as a special detachment. We’d stay in San Diego. Be around a little more.”

He was watching her closely, so he saw the flurry of emotions that flashed across her face. She swallowed, looking away for a moment. 

“Obviously they’re not asking me,” Julia said softly, “but it would mean the world to have him close by.”

The sun was casting shadows on the roof, orange and golden light caught on her long lashes as she looked down, and Jake tried not to be distracted when Julia looked towards the sun as well.

“Be kinda nice to have you around, too,” she said, calmly. 

Julia’s eyes were warm when she looked back at him, and Jake felt it spread through him, brighter than the sunlight, and he took the fist deep breath he’d taken since before she walked into Quattro last night. 

“Yeah?” he asked, knowing he shouldn’t push it, but wanting to make sure he’d heard her right.

“Yeah,” Julia said, almost like she was laughing. That was how she should always sound, he decided, delighted by him. 

“Well, now I know your smoothie order, so I can get that right,” he said, encouraged when she didn’t shoot down the idea. “Or you could suggest a place for dinner, so I don’t get the energy totally wrong this time, or maybe not dinner, you know, it doesn’t have to be formal at all, if that’s not what you–”

“I shouldn’t kiss you right now,” Julia interrupted him, her voice holding that same light tone, “right?”

Jake was pretty sure he short circuited hearing ‘kiss’ and ‘you’ come out of Julia Floyd’s mouth, but even he could remember his words from before the uranium plant mission. And he probably could’ve played it suave, thought of a line or two, but the sun was dancing across her skin, her brown eyes showing flecks of gold in the morning light, and all Jake could manage was, “Can I?”

Julia nodded, her lips pressed together in a sweet smile, and Jake needed zero additional encouragement. With one of his hands, he caught a curl that’d escaped her scrunchie, tucking it carefully behind her ear and leaving his hand there, tilting her head up. Her hair was so soft, her cheek too, and that was Jake’s thought when he leaned down to brush his lips against hers—soft. 

She sighed, a quiet, sweet thing, and Jake couldn’t help himself, his hand tightening in her hair and deepening the kiss because that sound was maybe the best thing he’d ever heard. A moment later he felt Julia’s hands unfolding off the door, one of them curling around the side of his neck, her fingers cold from the smoothie. She tasted like mango and strawberry, but somehow sweeter, somehow better, and Jake made himself pull back, because if there was one thing he was going to do, it was make sure he didn’t mess this up again.  

She was so beautiful.

He’d thought so the moment he met her, but a breath away from him, he almost couldn’t stand it. Her eyes were closed, her face blocked from the sun by his upper body and it shouldn’t have affected Jake as much as it did, to know that she was in his shadow. He felt protective in a way he knew he hadn’t earned, but damn, he wanted to. 

“I’m gonna let you get home now,” he said, not even bothering to try to hide how rough his voice sounded. Julia’s eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes darted down to his lips as he spoke, like she liked the sound of it. 

“I should get home now,” she repeated, and she sounded almost dazed, which did something fierce for his ego. She took a deep breath and a step back, her cheeks flushing slightly when she realized her fingers were still on the side of his neck. She pulled her hand back, and Jake thought the morning felt genuinely cooler without her touch.

“Um,” she said, clearing her throat. “Thanks for the smoothie. And for coming by. I’m excited to try it again.”

Jake raised an eyebrow and Julia’s blush deepend. 

“The date!” she rushed to clarify. “Try the date again. Same dress code, all that.”

Jake nodded good-humoredly; he was excited, too. For all of it, any of it that he could. 

“Me too,” he said simply, and Julia smiled up at him. 

“I’m gonna go home,” she said. 

“Sleep’s important,” he said.

“Okay,” she said, and she hesitated, chewing on her bottom lip. Then she rose on her tiptoes, pressed her lips against his, kissing him soundly for a second or two, and then pulling back sharply, looking awfully pleased with herself. 

“Okay,” she said again, breathless this time, and smiled broadly at him before folding herself into the car. 

Jake closed the car door carefully, knocking on the roof as a sendoff. Julia smiled at him through the window, tipped her head at him so he’d step back before she pulled away, and turned on the car. She didn’t look over her shoulder as she drove away, and Jake was glad for it; it was the end of a long night for her, and parking lots are hard in a stick shift. And he liked that the image he had of her was silhouetted in his shadow, just-kissed and leaning towards him, a smile dancing across her face, along with a reflection of the hope he felt stirring in his chest.

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[sublimecatgalaxy]

super sweet tooth rotting pillow talk fluff with elliot?

I love this.

I love it.

I can picture it in a million ways but I went with this cute blurby thing.

"I like your hair like this." I whisper, my fingers reaching out to tangle in his curls. He just sends me a soft, pleased smile as he scoots closer to me, his hand reaching out to rest on my bare hip. A thin layer of sweat covers the both of us, my chest still trying to keep up with my breaths.

"Thanks, baby." He grins, his lips pressing against the inside of my wrist. My cheeks warm as I throw a leg over his hip, his eyes widening as he looks down between us. "You tryna start shit again cuz I need a second-" I cut him off, pressing my hand against his mouth as he laughs against my skin. I roll my eyes at his naughty mind, feeling his hand slip around my back to pull me closer to him. He just presses a gently kiss to my jaw, trailing his lips along my skin as he finds my lips once more. His kisses are simple and quick, drawing a stupid smile from me. "So smiley, did I fuck you that good?" He asks teasingly, a scoff leaving my lips as I push him away from me.

"Be nice." I whine, my lip jutting out in a pout as he mirrors my expression. He tilts his head at me with a small laugh, rubbing up and down my back soothingly.

"Yeah? How can I be nicer?" He asks quietly, my eyes flickering back and forth between his as his gaze flickers over my face. "Want me to tell you that I love you?" He adds, my head bobbing in a nod as he snorts. "Well, I love you, then- What else?" He ponders for a moment, his free hand tapping his temple as he feigns contemplation. "Oh, you want me to tell you that you're mine and that I'm never letting you go?" He offers, my head thrown back in happiness as his lips skim against the column of my throat.

"I want you to tell me you want me and you'll always want me." My fingers tangle in his hair as he leaves open mouthed kisses along my heated skin, a small moan leaving escaping.

"I want you and I'll want you till the day I die." He whispers against my skin, a shiver running down my back as he chuckles quietly. He pulls away from me with a happy smile, his hand moving to rest on my cheek. His lips are pulled into a small smile, my heart beating in my ears as he pauses. "I love you, bubs." His words sound more like a promise, his honest eyes bearing into mine as I grin toothily.

"I love you, Elly."

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[carnationcreation]

Can you do Luke Patterson fanfic where the reader is Alex sister and is in the band who’s been in love with Luke all this time but he never noticed her. And ever since they met Julie she has seen them together has gotten jealous.So she hatches up one finally plan to make him jealous to get him to see her . And Luke realized he had been in love with her and confess to her . Sorry if it’s too much this is my first time asking for a request 🥺

TITLE: Unrequited (Luke Patterson x reader)

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Requested: Yes!

Prompt/summary:  Reader does one final attempt at getting Luke to notice her.

Word Count: 1,615

Authors note: appear I just write a lot of angst. Again Where’s my Love by SYML is the vibe lol

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The day we woke up on the floor of the garage in the year 2020 was the worst day of my life.

Or that’s what I decided at least.

Apparently we had spent the past 25 years in a dark room, with Alex crying for most of that time. The girl who found us, Julie, quickly became our only tie to the real world. We could only be seen playing if she was playing with us. We soon found out that we had unfinished business that we needed to attend to before we could properly cross over to the other side. We figured it was simple. Play the Orpheum and we were done. But getting to the Orpheum was going to be a lot harder than we thought.

Slowly we had started to build up a following on a thing called ‘YouTube’ where people share videos, I never thought such a wide library of videos could exist for free every single day. Practices became a daily thing, though I didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. 

I really shouldn’t be jealous. Luke has chemistry with everyone he sings with. Alex would kill me if he found out that after all these years I was still crushing on his best friend. I couldn’t help the feeling in my throat when I saw Julie and Luke singing together though... the feeling like I couldn’t breathe. Like all the air was being sucked out of me while I tried to keep the feeling of anger from bubbling over.

Why can’t he look at me like that?

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I never meant to get him jealous, because I always thought making crushes jealous was unhealthy and only ever worked in the movies. But as soon as I started only talking with Reggie and Alex at practice Luke started to notice how I didn’t go out of my way to talk to him like I used to.

As time went on I started only singing with Reggie on stage for the harmonies. Every time I would look over afterwards I would see Luke staring at me with an almost blank expression.

The next few days were miserable for me.

My only desire then was to go up to him and tell him why I had been avoiding him. That I had seen every glance, smirk, smile, and laugh he and Julie had shared and say it was breaking my heart in two. I just had to watch in silence. The fear of causing drama within the band had taken precedent over my unrequited love. 

I never meant for it to be taken this far. After Caleb branded us I truly began to wonder if my place in the band really meant anything to anyone. My feelings poured out over a page as I explained everything to them in a letter. A stupid letter that I didn’t know if I actually was going to deliver or not. 

My worst fears soon became a reality after I saw their interaction outside of Luke’s house on his birthday.

Tears fell out of my eyes as I slipped the letter into his songwriting notebook and poofed out of the garage. I knew they would find it. I knew my brother would know the first place to look for me, so I avoided it.

I stood in the alleyway behind the Orpheum, tears falling down my face as I held onto my brother’s sweatshirt he had given me a few days prior. Hopefully I could still keep it.

“Are you ready?”

I turned around and saw Caleb standing in all his elaborate glory, “I guess so.”

He smirked, “Why so hesitant little dove?”

“Um,” I mumbled, a shiver went down my spine at his awkward nickname, “I’m just going to miss them.”

“Miss them? You’re going to miss them? Oh (Y/n), they haven’t even noticed you were gone. You’ve got nothing to lose.”

Tears began to form in my eyes. Breathing became hard as I realized I had been sitting here for hours, and no one came yet.

“Poor (Y/n), in love with a boy who doesn’t even notice her. A brother who was rejected by even his parents, and a best friend who doesn’t even notice her feelings. You can leave all that behind, just shake my hand.”

I stood there, debating on if I really wanted to give it all up. Did I really get a choice in this? I slowly lifted my hand, still hesitating.

“(Y/n), look around. They haven’t even come for you yet, and I’m sure that rat Willie already told them what you were doing. They just don’t care-”

“That’s not true!”

I turned around and saw my band running towards me.

“(Y/n) don’t listen to him? He’s manipulating you,” Alex said.

Tears fell down my face as Caleb grabbed my shoulder, “You’re too late. (Y/n) just look at them. They didn’t even notice as you drifted further and further away.”

My eyes flickered up, Luke locked eyes with me. Tears were forming in his eyes, “(Y/n) please don’t do this.”

I looked back down at the ground.

Julie spoke up, “(Y/n), you really don’t realize how much you contribute to this band. We all care about you so much.”

“I doubt she wants to hear from you,” Caleb scoffed, “Seeing as you stole the one thing she most wanted away.”

The boys looked at each other confused but the look on Julie’s face told me that she knew exactly what Caleb meant.

“(Y/n) I promise you, Luke and I are just best friends. I’m so sorry you felt like you weren’t important to us anymore,” Julie said.

Luke looked up at me but I tried not to meet his gaze.

“(Y/n),” Alex said, “You’re my sister. I can’t lose you too. Please.”

Tears ran freely down my face as I pulled myself away from Caleb. Luke ran forward and caught me as I began to fall.

Caleb let out a frustrated yell and disappeared. I didn’t even bother to look up as I sobbed into my hands.

“I’m so sorry,” Luke whispered to me. Alex pulled everyone into a group hug.

“Guys I’m so sorry,” I sobbed.

“This isn’t your fault,” Reggie said.

I brought my hands down to wrap around Luke’s shoulders, “I just didn’t feel good enough. I wanted to know if you guys really cared. I’m so sorry I should have said something.”

“We’re just happy we got here in time,” Alex said, he ran a hand through my hair, “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

My tears came to a slow stop, and eventually we began to walk home.

“Guys, I’m taking (Y/n) somewhere. We’ll catch up.”

The guys waved as Luke grabbed my hand and pulled me in a different direction. It soon became clear where he was taking me. 

“Do you remember this place?” he asked.

“Barely,” I said. I looked around the park I had always gone to, it had changed so much since 1995, “They tore the gazebo down.”

He looked over to where the rickety white structure used to be, a bathroom area was there now.

“I remember, you used to always go there after there was a fight at your house.”

I nodded, “Quiet, secluded, free to go to. Can’t tell you how many songs I wrote here.”

He pulled me over to sit on the benches near the playground. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he said. 

I looked up at the clouds, trying to get the answer straight in my head, “I just… I had seen how you looked at her. I wanted you to look at me like that. Once I started to pull away, no one seemed to notice. Caleb offered me his help, he said I’d be famous…”

“What made you hesitate?”

“I realized… I didn’t want a million admirerors, I just wanted one. Nothing could compare to that.”

I jumped as he reached over to grab my hand, bringing it over to sit in his lap as he covered it in both of his, “I want to be that person.”

“You always were.”

He smiled. He brought my hand up and placed a kiss gently on my knuckles. In a quick moment of bravery I leaned over and kissed his cheek quickly.

He placed both his hands on my cheeks before pulling me into a real kiss. The boy I thought I had lost was kissing me. The kiss I had always dreamed of but thought I could never have. 

We both pulled away breathing heavily. I looked up and giggled at his swollen lips and tousled hair knowing I probably looked the same. 

“I’m sorry it’s taken so long for me to say this. I love you (Y/n). I’ve loved you since the day I met you, I loved you after we died, and I loved you every moment till now. I guess the only reason why I didn’t do anything is I was so scared of you not liking me back, or how your brother would react.”

I sighed as he rubbed his thumb across my cheek, “How do you think he’ll react?”

“He told me while we were looking for you I should’ve asked you out weeks ago. He knows,” He laughed.

The sun had started to set, the light illuminated him making him look ethereal. I pulled him into another quick kiss, “I wish I had done this sooner.”

“What? The kiss or trying to sell your soul to a dead magician?”

I laughed, “Either.”

He smiled and wrapped his arm around me, “Don’t do the second one again anytime soon.”

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[creativeashproductions]

Welcome to Our Hell // Charlie Gillespie

IN WHICH: Charlie asks the reader a simple question that leads the man to fall down a rabbit hole of reading. Despite the panic you felt along with your fellow writers you still introduced and helped him navigate the pool of fanfiction.

Warnings: None (it’s actually possible with me??)

Words: 1k

A/N: I couldn’t resist making a tiny blurb about the revelation that Charlie has read fanfiction, that he enjoyed reading it. I actually talked about how Owen and Charlie would react to jatp fanfiction so sorry for manifesting 😬

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Your eyes slightly glanced up from your computer to where a certain someone was humming along to an Eagles song. His hips swayed as he slipped the egg in the pan, unaware of your eyes following him. He was entirely in his own world while he left you to finish up what he was led to believe was just school work.

The innate cheerful aura the male gave off regardless of the landscape had always been one of your favourite things about him. He saw the joy and good in things most people tended to overlook. It didn’t matter if he had his guitar in his hands or a cooking tool; he’d shoot that smile that melted your heart.

“Whatcha doin’?” Charlie questioned, peering over the island in the apartment you had rented in the city.

“Just doing some work.” You replied, beginning to type once more with a sudden burst of inspiration. You barely noticed he had slid the egg onto the plate before he was at your side.

“Are you writing for Tumblr?”

That one sentence froze you. Fingers stiffened above the well-loved keyboard of your computer you’d invested a fair amount of money on. Goosebumps swarmed every inch of your skin that suddenly lost a few shades.

Your skittish gaze found purchase in the warm ocean of hazel that bore no judgment, “Did you just say Tumblr? H-how do you know Tumblr Charlie?”

The Canadian hummed in response with a thoughtful expression, “I saw this really cool artwork, and it had a link. I followed it to Tumblr. It’s such a cool site.”

“It’s a hell site.” You deadpanned at the young actor who held no contempt for the different creativity methods unleashed in the fandom. Your e/c irises stayed stuck in a battle of colour with his own eyes.

“If it’s a hell site, why do you go on it?”

“It’s like a car crash or a burning building. It’s horrifying, but you stay to see which outcome ends up winning.” You had to carefully find the words to eloquently describe why you kept returning to a site that was frustrating at times.

“There’s so much diversity from songs, traditional art, poems, dances, covers and now writing. It’s insane.” Charlie chucked as he nudged the plate of breakfast he’d cooked for you, “I’m really digging the ‘90s Lalex books-”

“Fanfics. Fics for short.” You offered the man who held a slight expression of confusion that quickly cleared up, “And the writing has been going on since the series dropped. I’d be rich for every fic that referenced Luke’s aversion to sleeves.”

The boisterous laugh filled the room as Charlie hunched over. His arms wrapped around his midsection.

“Don’t you find it weird that there are fics about you?”

“Weird?” Charlie spoke, scrunching up his nose adorably. His hazel eyes lightened further, “Y/N, I’m not weirded out. I’m honoured that I made enough impact to have people writing about me.”

A small smile broke across your face, “You totally have a secret account, don’t you?”

“No. NO.” The whisper come in the dark of the bedroom where both sides of the couple should be sleeping. You had been before Charlie whined with his phone attached to his hand.

“Baby?” You groaned, turning to find him still invested in the world of fanfiction. His hazel eyes, tear-filled, raised to meet yours, “What are you doing up at-3am?”

“I just finished reading this adorable fic about Willex. The euphoria had me reading the next fic without reading the summary.” Charlie cried to the bedside light you’d turned when his sniffles woke you up. The near distraught man didn’t fight as you gently took his face out of his hand.

“Oh, Char.” You hummed, bringing the brunette into your arms as he mourned whatever was in the fic.

“Luke died with his girlfriend waiting in the Orpheum. She lived and began a life with Bobby..er Trevor.” Charlie whispered against the soft comforter you’d only recently bought, “They never got to say goodbye. As Luke’s portrayer, I just know the double betrayal took him to his knees.”

“Ah, you found @losttinwritings​ ‘See you Again’. That one is a doozy.” You winced, remembering the heartbreaker, “You, however, need sleep.”

Charlie’s eyes quickly met the phone sitting in between you two, “But-”

“Here.” You handed over your own phone after clicking your secondary account, “It’s one of my all-time comfort fics when I’m feeling sad. @dream-a-little-bigger-x​ always nails it out of the park but ‘Love Shack’? Immaculate.”

Charlie’s eyes flickered between the phone in his hand to your eyes twinkling in the albeit shitty lighting the cheap lamp offered. The vulnerability in your eyes at offering your blog took his breath away. This was a place where you were safe in your thoughts with no judgment.

“Oh! And @cherrymaybank​ created ‘A Romantic’. A beautiful story in the eyes of a hopeless romantic Luke and the stoic, independent reader.” You offered with a grin and sigh of happiness, “I’ll have to start tagging you in the ones I adore. Definitely gonna introduce you to @merceret​’s work; it’s always amazing regardless of how long the fic is or the distance between work. I’d wait a thousand years for her.”

Charlie’s lips spread to reveal that smile that always had you falling back in love over and over again. It even eased the panic you felt viewing Charlie’s rather honest confession he put on his Insta story. He’d caused panic within the writing community as he boldly announced his pride, awe, joy and love for all the fandom provided creatively. 

Next thing you knew, you’d started sending each other fics you’d think the other would enjoy; it often ended up with the same fic being sent. Charlie didn’t address the topic publicly to allow the buzz of panic to die down. He also never discovered your personal writing blog either, well, that you knew about.

Sometimes you’d find him sniffling over a story where Luke discovers his girlfriend was unknowingly pregnant and never got to see him child grow up. That one also tore your heart apart and you’d been the one to write it. Just a secret you’d be taking to your grave.

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my girl | LS2

logan sargeant x sorority girl!reader 

pov: logan is dating a shy girl who also happens to be part of a sorority 

warning: just greek life !!

note: im using alpha phi as its a well known sorority at schools! and im also just taking from my own sorority experience so i hope for anyone who may also be in a sorority there's some similarities/accuracy!

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getting ready for another season of greek festivities 

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yourusername: i prefer to be behind the camera but we killed it ladies 😊

yourbestfriend: LETS GO ALPHA PHI LADIES !!! 

friend2: rush season aka the best season 

friend3: i love my sisters 

friend5: go GREEK !! 🩷

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your favourite sorority duo 😘

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friend4: cuties 

friend1: icons !!

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another valentines day with my love 💋 wish you were here:(

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f1fan: the most underrated couple of the paddock 

friend2: goals <3 

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logansargeant: i love you ❤️

╰ yourusername: not as much as i love you 🥰

fan2: i love how low-key they are 

fan3: i hope we get to see y/n at more races this season 

yourbestfriend: cuties !! 

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╰ fan1: i love when logan posts about his relationship 

╰ fan2: y/n is so pretty, i wish she posted herself more 

╰ fan3: the prettiest 

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fan5: y/n posted herself 🥹

fan3: her and logan are goals 

yourbestfriend: love my girls !

logansargeant: my girl the photographer 

╰ yourusername: my boy the perfect muse 

fan6: anyone else going to cry about their comments to each other? or is it just me? 

╰ fan2: not just you 😩

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fan2: y/n takes the best photos of logan 

fan3: they’re so cute wow 

fan4: williams should hire y/n to be their designated photographer 

╰ fan11: thats such a good idea imagine 

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caption: im coming to you @logansargeant 

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╰ yourusername: ❤️

╰ lilymhe: tell y/n i miss her and cant wait to see her !! 

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i only came to see lily 😘 

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lilymhe: i missed you !! we need to go out, just us girls 😉

╰ yourusername: give me a time and place, ill be there 

fan1: awe they go on double dates 

fan6: i love these couples 

logansargeant: you didn’t come to watch me show off my golf skills? 

╰ yourusername: yes babe of course 😘

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fan2: WOAH THEY POSTED A PHOTO Y/N TOOK 

fan4: THIS IS EVERYTHING FOR THE Y/NLOGAN FANS 

fan6: THROWBACK TO THE FAN THAT SAID WILLIAMS SHOULD HIRE Y/N 

╰ fan9: THEY MIGHTVE BEEN ON TO SOMETHING 

fan11: CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW GOOD LOGAN LOOKS THOUGH…THEY’RE SUCH AN ATTRACTIVE COUPLE FR 

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caption: they wanted to take a crack at what it’s like being behind the camera 🫣 @alex_albon @jv.f1 

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╰ yourusername: yeah the final product wasn’t too bad, ill give you that 

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╰ fan5: aw stop!!!

╰ fan2: OH MYY 

╰ fan7: y/n is living all of ours dreams!! 

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logansargeant: THATS MY GIRL 💙💙💙 

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yourbestfriend: SO PROUD OF YOU 

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alex_albon: You’re good at what you do 🫡

╰ yourusername: Thanks. So are you 🫡

╰ fan5: ALEX AND Y/N’S FRIENDSHIP STOPPP

fan2: williams giving y/n this opportunity is so iconic of them

fan15: she is so talented wow

lilymhe: my talented gf 😘

╰ yourusername: happy im making you proud 😘

╰ alex_albon: lily what 

╰ lilymhe: she’s mine, sorry 

╰ logansargeant: 🤨

alphaphimiami: We’re all proud of you 👏 now come back, we miss you 🙃

╰ yourusername: be there soon 😘

fan7: im genuinely so happy for y/n

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╰ yourusername: me too babe, me too 

It was time to say goodbye to Logan. You had classes you needed to be at and sorority commitments you couldn’t get out of. You smiled at your boyfriend who was putting your suitcase in the trunk of the Uber.

He would’ve drove you to the airport himself but he had a meeting with the team so you had to say goodbye at the hotel. 

“Text me when you get to the airport, even if I cant answer right away, I’ll want to know you made it there safely” Logan told you once he was back at your side 

You nodded “Of course, even if the airport is only a short drive away” you joked with him as he rolled his eyes and pulled you in by your waist 

“I’m gonna miss you” he told you 

“Im gonna miss you too” you said back to him

“But its only for a few weeks and then I’ll be with you in Australia” you reminded him.

“I know I know, I just wish you were at all the races, you’re my good luck charm” he exclaimed 

“I will be cheering you on from Miami and you know you always have a piece of me with you” you told him referring to the chain he wore around his neck, on it your sorority letters. 

You weren’t allowed to give your letters away however your sorority had made an exemption for you and Logan, understanding how hard your long distance relationship could be. 

He nodded and buried his head in your neck. You stayed like this for a little longer before you had to pull away

“I have to go or else I’ll miss my flight” you said sadly. 

He pulled away too, preferring to stay like that but understanding you had to go. “I love you” he gave you a quick kiss before opening your door for you.

“I love you” you reiterated before getting in the Uber. Logan shut your door and then took a step back to let the Uber pull away. 

The next few weeks were going to feel like forever but both you and Logan knew once you were back in each other’s arms it would all be worth it. 

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Our WCW for this week is our sister Y/N 💛

She is our in house photographer, never failing to capture our best moments. She is also one of the sweetest people we all know and to anyone that she meets, they describe her as being sunshine in human form. 

Stay tuned for next week to see which sister is our next WCW. Much love. xoxo

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friend4: our in house golden retriever 💛

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╰ logansargeant: deal !! 

lilymhe: OHH MY CUTENESS OVERLOAD 

yourbestfriend: AHH IM AN AUNT !!! 

fan23: OH MY, Y/N AND LOGAN ARE CAT PARENTS !! 

fan15: CHEDDAR? THATS THE CUTEST NAME 

fan2: my heart is exploding 

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╰ yourusername: i missed being wrapped up in your warmth 🫂

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fan2: THEY CRUSHED IT

fan15: watching that race was pretty intense!! they really turned it around!! 

yourusername: SO PROUD !!!!! 👏

lilymhe: GREAT RACE BOYS AND THE TEAM !!!! 

fan12: the williams girlfriends being so supportive !! i love it !!! 

alex_albon: Such a good race! We can definitely do it again! 

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╰ lilymhe: HECK YES!! 

alex_albon: no picture of me? i see how it is y/n 🤨

╰ yourusername: sorry alex…let me fix that 

fan12: im LIVING FOR THE WILLIAMS GROUP 

╰ fan4: I KNOW RIGHT !! ICONS !!

logansargeant: australia looks good on you babe 😏

╰ yourusername: oh why thank you 😏

╰ fan15: THE FLIRTING, MOM AND DAD ADOPT ME PLEASE 

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thats it !!!! i hope its alright and you enjoy it!! 🤭

i may do a part 2 or leave it at this, im still undecided but i prefer to leave my stories open ended incase i do decide to make a part 2!

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THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM | CHAPTER FIVE

Prompt: ''As long as I can rememer, I've been protecting Alina, it's always Alina who I will protect,'' You told him, looking at Nikolai. ''But who will protect you?''

Warnings: Violence, blood and gore.

Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. 

Pairing: Nikolai Lantsov x Starkov! Reader

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A/N: hi! sorry for being late with this chapter. I was unmotivational for a while to write this one out but it is out! The taglist is closed at the moment since many ppl are requesting for being on the taglist, but make sure to check on the series masterlist to see if any updates!

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prologue - one - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight - nine - ten - eleven - epilogue

‘’My jaw feels much better now, thanks for asking,’’ You heard him speak as you rode your horse first in line. You hadn’t uttered a word since you learned Sturmhond was Nikolai Lantsov. ‘’You can tell everyone a Volcra punched you,’’ You remarked and kept your gaze on the road with your jaw tight. ‘’Be the least of the lies you’ve told,’’ You responded with bitterness. 

‘’I thought we had the beginnings of a beautiful friendship,’’ Nikolai replied and you scoffed. ‘’Friends don’t hide who they are from each other, so much for trust, you were talking about,’’ You remarked and rolled your eyes. ‘’You make it sound so simple,’’ He said. ‘’You do what you have to protect the people you love, I thought you would understand that,’’ Nikolai replied. 

‘’Since I expect you have some experience with that,’’ 

‘’My reasons were the same, as Nikolai Lantsov, royal spare to the throne, there was nothing I could do for the people I love, people of my impoverished war-ravaged country, Sturmhond, on the other hand-’’

‘’Was a pirate,’’ You cut him off. ‘’A privateer, how many times do I-’’

‘’How is that any more helpful than a prince?’’ You scoffed and looked at him before turning on the road. ‘’A prince is a songbird in a golden cage, and a privateer has the freedom to cultivate alliances, develop technologies, gather intelligence, would you have gotten on my ship if I was flying the Lantsov flag?’’ He asked you and you paused for a second. 

He had a point. ‘’I might have set it on fire,’’ You remarked as you heard him chuckle. ‘’Exactly,’’ He replied as you looked at him. ‘’And I needed to find your sister, the country needed her, but you would have only trusted Sturmhond,’’ He told you. ‘’Now, we tried once before,’’ He replied and you looked at him with a frown. 

‘’Sturmhond,’’ He explained. ‘’Well, I wouldn’t call it exactly that we tried it before,’’ You murmured and he chuckled. 

‘’Me, we were, I was responsible for hiring Kaz Brekker and his crows,’’ He informed and you looked at him with disbelief. ‘’That was you?’’ You exclaimed and he nodded. You scoffed. ‘’I suppose you’re responsible for the Fjerdan bounty as well?’’ You asked him and tilted your head. 

‘’No, that is very real,’’ He revealed. ‘’As is my brother’s use of First Army against Grisha, that will stop now that we’re here, I promise,’’ He told you. ‘’Welcome to the Spinning Wheel, my inventions workshop,’’ He spoke. ‘’It’s become something of a refuge for Grisha,’’ Nikolai introduced as you saw a building before you. 

You smiled when you saw a familiar figure approaching you. Nadia. You remembered her when you and Alina arrived at the little palace and you were glad to see her alive. ‘’Nadia!’’ You exclaimed with a grin as you jumped down from your horse. 

Alina jumped down as well as you approached the girl and embraced her. ‘’Alina, Y/N,’’ she grinned. ‘’Saints, so glad that the two of you survived,’’ She replied with relief. ‘’How are you?’’ 

‘’Much better when you are here,’’ She spoke. ‘’Fedyor, Genya, so many others haven’t been accounted for,’’ You frowned. ‘’I was hoping that the two of you might have some answers,’’ She asked with hope. ‘’I’m afraid not, but we will,’’ You assured her. 

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‘’My brother and I heard Nikolai had this space,’’ Nadia informed as she led you through the Spinning Wheel. ‘’A Grisha sanctuary,’’ She explained. ‘’It’s been a saving grace for so many,’’ She told you as you looked around. ‘’My brother, Adrik, wouldn’t believe that you and I were friends, happy?’’ Nadia said as she saw her brother standing next to her. You smiled and shook your head. 

‘’It’s an honor to meet you,’’ Adrik replied, looking at Alina and greeting her. ‘’And, it’s an honor to meet your sister,’’ Adrik said and looked at you. ‘’My sister’s still a liar, just not about this,’’ Adrik responded and looked at Nadia. You chuckled as Nadia playfully nudged him. ‘’So many Grisha outside the Little Palace,’’ Alina said. 

‘’The First Army raided the little palace,’’

‘’Who else made it here?’’ Alina asked her. ‘’You might not like the answer,’’ Nadia spoke and you looked at her with a frown. ‘’What do you mean?’’ You asked as she looked at you. 

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‘’You came back,’’ Zoya spoke as you and Alina were upstairs and saw Zoya approaching the two of you. ‘’Zoya,’’ You commented with a small smile. ‘’I said we would,’’ Alina remarked. ‘’Your family in Novokribirsk, did you find them?’’ You asked her as you saw her expression change. 

‘’I wouldn’t be here if I did,’’ She responded. ‘’I’m sorry-’’

‘’Saints, Y/N, why are you apologizing for something you’re not responsible for?’’ She asked and you looked at her. ‘’We know how it feels to lose someone you love,’’ You spoke softly and she returned it. You placed your hands on her shoulder for comfort. ‘’We all know grief,’’ Zoya muttered. 

‘’But that guilt, he instilled it in you to make you weak, but you’re the Sun Summoner, you can’t afford weakness,’’ Zoya said and looked at Alina. ‘’Is that why you were cruel to me at Little Palace?’’ Alina questioned and crossed her arms. You chuckled. ‘’Trying to toughen me up?’’ Alina questioned. 

‘’No,’’ Zoya replied and sighed with a smile. ‘’That was jealousy, but also, I underestimated you,’’ She admitted. ‘’I won’t do that again,’’ She promised. ‘’Is this an apology?’’ You teased her and she didn’t say anything. ‘’Ravka’s on the verge of collapse, more Grisha are killed by the day, you don’t need hollow apologies, you need alliances,’’ Zoya explained. ‘’I’m here to offer you mine,’’ She responded. You and Alina exchanged a look. ‘’Clearly, you need all the help you can get,’’ Zoya said, winking her eye and leaving. 

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‘’We’ve received accounts on the First Army units found massacred, here, here, and here,’’ Nikolai replied as he pointed at the map. He had gathered you, Alina, and Mal in the map room. ‘’

‘’Too far to be Shu incursions,’’ Mal said, narrowing his eyes and you nodded. ‘’Or Fjerdans,’’ You muttered. ‘’There’s good evidence these units were holding Grisha captive, some reports say soldiers were mutilated,’’ Nikolai informed and met your eyes. ‘’Some cut in half,’’ He replied. 

‘’It’s Kirigan, isn’t it?’’ Alina questioned when she noticed your gaze. ‘’We haven’t been able to find his base camp-’’

‘’No way he survived the Fold,’’ Mal interrupted. ‘’He survived it before,’’ You said and looked at Mal with a concerned gaze. ‘’Besides, he’s the only one who can do that cut,’’ You added. ‘’Baghra yes, but this is him,’’ Alina commented and you nodded. ‘’If he’s alive, word will reach him about your attempt in the Fold,’’ Nikolai said and looked at Alina. 

‘’Attempt,’’ Alina muttered. ‘’No disrespect meant,’’ Nikolai replied and you looked at him. ‘’No, you’re right,’’ Alina replied. ‘’That’s what it was, an attempt,’’ Alina said. ‘’You both saw my light, strong and angry and dangerously off-kilter,’’ Alina told you and you looked at her with sadness. ‘’I can train to master what I have, but I’m afraid it won’t be enough,’’ 

‘’We need to find the third amplifier,’’ Mal replied. 

‘’The firebird,’’ Nikolai agreed and nodded his head and you stiffened at the mention of the Firebird. ‘’The more we search for it, we are at the mercy of your protection in this country,’’ Alina said and looked at Nikolai. Nikolai glanced at his right side and noticed that you’ve been awfully quiet ever since they mentioned the Firebird. He wanted to ask why but let go of it.

‘’Well, until then, a proposal,’’ Nikola responded and all of you looked at him. You arched an eyebrow and crossed your arms above your chest. ‘’We can try to stop this country from falling apart and tell the Fjerdans to shove their bounty up their ass in the process,’’

‘’How do you propose we do that? Sobachka?’’ You mocked him as he gave you a look in response. ‘’I bring you under the wing of the Royal Family, my name becomes a shelter to you and your sister, and a banner under which we can enact change,’’ He answered and looked at you and Alina. 

‘’Your name?’’ You questioned before you and Alina met each other’s gazes. 

‘’Wait, you can’t be serious,’’ You said. ‘’This is a proposal, proposal,’’ Alina replied. ‘’You’re suggesting marriage,’’ You snarled and glared at him. ‘’You honestly would believe that I would accept marriage to you?’’ You exclaimed. ‘’Oh please, am I really that bad, sweetheart?’’ Nikolai mocked you making you scoff at his remark. 

‘’Besides, I’m not proposing a love match,’’ Nikolai said before his expression turned into a serious one. ‘’Just a political alliance of Grisha and otkazat’sya,’’ Nikolai replied. ‘’If you’re married to me, your sister will be protected under my name,’’ Nikolai told you. 

‘’Well, that’s what just what royal marriages are, aren’t they? Strategy,’’ Mal questioned and you looked at him with disbelief. You thought that Mal would agree with you on this one. ‘’Precisely,’’ Nikolai replied. 

‘’Maybe we never get to marriage,’’ Nikolai said and looked at you. ‘’An engagement signals a strong commitment to cooperation and it will allow us to enact meaningful for Grisha and Ravka,’’ Nikolai informed. You shook your head and scoffed. 

‘’You know that I will never agree on this,’’ You told him and glared. ‘’I know, but do this for your sister, I know how much you are capable of saving her and Mal,’’ Nikolai begged you. ‘’I understand if you decline, but I hope you weigh the options and consider the benefits,’’ Nikolai said. You looked at him before he spared a glance at you before leaving the three alone. 

Nobody said for a few seconds. ‘’He’s completely insane,’’ You exclaimed and looked at Mal and Alina. ‘’Marriage? Like I’m some kind of a pawn?’’ 

‘’I’m surprised he walked out of here without you breaking his nose,’’ Mal replied and you scoffed. ‘’Believe me, I wanted to but it took every power of mine to not punch him again,’’ You scowled and crossed your arms. ‘’He’s right, you know,’’ Alina said and you looked at her with a surprised expression. 

‘’What?’’

‘’Listen, I know how much you dislike him, but this could be our chance to take down Kirigian,’’

‘’By making me married to him?’’ You exclaimed. ‘’Alina, this is insane-’’

‘’I know, but just please, consider it,’’ Alina begged you. You scoffed before letting out a sigh. You knew that you would do anything to save her and Mal, even if it includes to marry your worst enemy.

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The Christmas Date | Chapter 11: Christmas makes me cry

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Fem!Kerner!Reader

(Ron Kerner is Slider, Iceman’s backseater)

Wordcount: 2.3k

Summary: Y/n “Athena” Kerner and Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw hate each other. Everybody knows. What happens when they have to fake date for a whole week to avoid Iceman and Slider’s matchmaking plans?

(there won’t be smut in this series)

Warnings: maJOR ANGST. Thena has a panic attack. anxiety. you know the deal. major fluff to compensate at the end. partial nudity (there's underwear on in the characters involved so don't worry)

A/N: Okay so this came to me randomly a few hours ago and i just...had to write it. This episode was supposed to be completely different but my heart wasn't having it so I changed it. Pros: Solo won't be doing anything more to thena (you're welcome). Cons: you're not gonna get rid of the other part of the angst that's is coming in the next chapters. FINAL ANGST I SWEAR. maybe.ALSO this chapter is a bit weird, you'll notice a song in the middle of the text, IF YOU CAN LISTEN TO IT WHILE READING THAT PART. You'll thank me later.

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His lips wake you up, as if he were a prince wanting to rescue his princess from an eternal slumber. 

“Not now, I want to sleep more,” you whine, pulling up the covers and hiding underneath them. 

“I woke up early and went to get you some nice French toast from that place you like. I got you one of those fancy coffees with unpronounceable names and arranged it all in front of the fireplace, where my dad’s Polaroid album is waiting. You’re getting out of bed now, please?”  

Oh, shit. The album! You kick the covers away from you, hugging Rooster and covering his face in kisses. His giggles make you smile. “Morning, handsome nugget.” 

“Morning, beautiful grouchy.” 

You move back a bit to look in his eyes, sighing at what you see in them: pure love and adoration. “Why did you go all the way out for me?” 

“First of all, you deserve it, so shut up. Second,” he sighs, getting up from the bed, “I wanted to make this morning a bit easier for you before going to the station to report… the monster.” 

You swallow, looking at the floor. “I’m not gonna report him” 

“What?” 

“We’re leaving in two days, I don’t think it’s necessary. We won’t see him again after this” you shrug. 

“Sweetheart, this is not how things work. You know it.” He kneels in front of you, opening his hands and waiting for you to grab them. You don’t.

“I-I know but I can’t go to the station and talk about it. I’m doing my best to block those memories, but they’re so recent, a-and I…” Someone knocks at the door and you begin to tremble, tears welling up in your eyes. 

Are the walls moving closer? Why does it look like the room is getting smaller? You can’t breathe. Run. You can’t. You can’t move. 

“Oh no, no, no. Grouchy, look at me.” 

You can’t. Your eyes are closed, protecting you from the outside world and the white, menacing walls that keep getting closer and closer as if trying to crush you between them. 

“Thena. Thena, please. Look at me. Only at me.” 

Someone is touching you. The monster has finally gotten what he wanted. He’s carrying you around, maybe looking for a bed to lay you down. You need to get out of his arms. You hit him everywhere you can, but it’s not working. He’s stronger than you. 

The soft knock is now an insistent banging against the wooden door. Erratic and incessant sounds that echo in your ears. Is he here again? Has he come to finish what he couldn’t yesterday? 

Make it stop.

Make it stop. 

Make. 

It. 

Stop. 

Rooster looks at the trembling girl in front of him, not knowing exactly what to do. He can’t touch her, not like this. He can’t get consent from Thena, he’s not going to touch her. But if he can’t ground her back to reality soon, she’s going to get worse. 

I’m sorry, Y/n. I’m sorry for this.

Rooster carries her to the bathroom, bridal style. She screams, hits him, and tries to escape, too immersed in her own nightmare to realize that the monster is not there. The person knocking on the door is becoming impatient. Probably Slider, worried about her daughter’s screams. Rooster can’t open the door now. He needs to take care of Thena first. 

The world can wait five fucking minutes. 

He goes straight to the shower, opening the faucet and standing in the freezing water with Thena in his arms. He doesn’t know if this is going to work, but it does for him when he has panic attacks. He’s getting soaked, but it doesn’t matter. She matters. His star is agonizing, and he needs to bring her back. 

The bedroom door bursts open, and Thena screams, tossing around in his arms and crying even more. Slider walks in the bathroom with a worried expression, followed by Iceman and Mav. 

“What the fuck is happening?” he asks with a mixture of anger and fear. 

“At this point, I think she’s hallucinating.” Rooster responds, his voice breaking down at the thought of Thena going through something he can’t help her with. “It’s Becca here?” 

She appears from behind his father, tears in her eyes. “I’m here” 

“I need you to come here and talk to her. Maybe hearing a female voice would calm her down.” 

Becca nods, stepping into the tiny shower and talking with her in that motherly tone she always uses with Jesse. Oh, Jesse. Rooster hopes he’s not seeing this. Nobody should see Thena like this. But poor Jesse might be so scared if he saw her favorite auntie in such a state. 

“Hey, sweetheart. It’s me, Becca. You’re here with me. You’re safe. Listen to my voice, please. You’re safe.” 

Becca keeps talking with her for a few minutes, with Thena’s body slowly relaxing between his arms and her eyes, which have been closed the entire time, opening slowly. She looks around, confusion spreading over her face. The trembling doesn’t stop, however. 

“Grouchy, can you hear me?” 

“N-nugget?” she mumbles, her voice hoarse for all the screaming. 

“Yes, my love, it’s nugget. I’m gonna ask you a few questions, okay? Answer if you can," she nods slowly, and Rooster employs a technique taught to him by his therapist years ago. “Tell me five things you see” 

She doesn’t move her gaze from him, as if she were scared that if she looked around, she would see the monster’s face in front of her. “You. Your scars. Y-your stache. Your wet hair. The faucet” 

“Now, four things you can feel” 

“My wet clothes. The water on my skin. Your body is trembling… are you cold?” 

“Focus now, fly girl. One more” 

“My feet on the ground” 

He nods; she's returning slowly but safely. “Three things you can hear”

“Your voice, your breathing, water running” 

Her breath slows down to a normal rhythm.

“Two things you can smell” 

“You. And soap” he looks at one of the shampoo bottles Thena had kicked when he got her in the shower, now opened and oozing. 

“One thing you can taste” 

She stops shaking. 

“Nothing. I didn’t have breakfast. Oh god, Rooster…” 

"There you are," Rooster exhales, relieved. “Please don’t go to places where I can’t follow you.” 

She hugs him harder than she's ever done before. Becca turns off the faucet, being careful not to touch Thena by accident, and steps out of the shower, getting wrapped in a towel by her dad. 

“I’m sorry,” Thena whispers. 

“Don’t. You have nothing to apologize for. Let’s take you out of these cold clothes. I’ll run you a bath and wait for you downstairs with a warm cup of chocolate.” Rooster offers, knowing that if he doesn’t warm Thena’s body, she will get a cold. 

“Don’t leave me,” she pleads. 

“Never” 

“Once you two are ready,” Becca says, talking for all, “we would like to know as much as you can tell us of what has happened here” 

Rooster looks at Thena, she looks at the ground, considering her choices, and then nods slowly. “He’ll tell you. I can’t think or hear about it. Not yet” 

The family nods, slowly leaving the bathroom and the room. “I don’t know if I can be alone with my thoughts in a bath…” 

“I can keep my underwear on and join you,” he offers. 

She nods, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply. “He broke me, Roos.” 

“You’re not broken.” 

She opens her mouth to say something else but closes it quickly, as if she wasn't sure how to express her thoughts. “I’m cold” 

“I’ll get the bath started.” 

You look at Rooster getting inside the tub, leaning against the white end. You take off your clothes, you’re only wearing Rooster’s hoodie that he gave you last night, black yoga shorts, and your underwear. You’re not ready to take off your underwear yet. “Can I keep this?” you ask him, signaling to the mismatched bra and panties you’re wearing. 

“Sweetheart, you’re the one that decides, not me.” 

You nod slowly, getting closer to the tub. “This may sound contradictory because ten minutes ago I was trying to escape from your arms, but... can I sit with you?” 

“You mean, your back on my chest?” 

“If it’s okay,” you insist, asking for permission. 

He doesn’t answer, just opens his arms as a nonverbal confirmation. You smile a bit, getting inside and sitting in the middle of the tub, leaning slowly against Rooster’s body. You don’t really understand how, but he’s the only touch you can tolerate right now. Whenever he isn’t there, you miss it. Crave it, even. It’s completely illogical. 

The hot water pierces your cold skin, warming it slowly. He moves his arms to rest on each side of the tub, avoiding any more contact between you and his body. He doesn’t want you to be overwhelmed. 

“Thank you, Bradley,” you whisper. 

“Don’t need to thank me, little star” 

“Star? That's a new one," you say as you lift your hand from the warm water and grab Rooster's large one. He turns his hand, his palm facing up, and your fingers slowly trace the lines. 

“I said once that you were my Polaris. You’re my little star” 

“What if this star doesn’t shine anymore?” you question with tears in your eyes. 

He kisses your head. “You don’t need to shine to be my star” 

“Do you still want to be with me after all this?” 

And there it is, the question you have been afraid to ask. 

“Y/n look at me” 

You turn around to see his calm and comforting expression. “The only way you’re getting rid of me is when you say you don’t love me anymore” 

“I think I love you more than yesterday,” you admit shyly, his hand moving to caress your cheek. 

“And I think I love you less than tomorrow.” 

Rooster stated that he will inform your family about the monster and everything that happened not only yesterday, but years ago as well. He asked for Ice’s help, because both of you knew that once Slider learns that his best friend hid something so important from him for years, things will get uncomfortable. 

You can’t stand being in a room alone, so he hands you his headphones, looks for a playlist that he has on Spotify named ‘the brightest star’, and presses play. You want to ask him why the playlist is called like that, but you see the family entering the room, and you know that it’s the moment to tune out the world. In your hands, you have Goose’s album. It’s old, and some pages seem to be, quite literally, hanging from a thread. You should get a new album, too. 

You look at all the pictures, finally finding that picture of baby you and a 4-year-old Rooster. He’s wearing his dad's glasses. It is truly a beautiful picture. Maybe you can get a copy and have it in your cockpit. 

Rooster playlist changes from a silly and happy Paramore song to a song you haven’t heard before but it has the most beautiful lyrics. 

Let your arms be a place she feels safe in. 

Wait, what’s this song about? You unlock Rooster’s phone, quickly opening the music app to read the lyrics. 

She always has trouble 

Falling asleep 

And she likes to cuddle 

While under the sheets

She loves Pop songs

And dancing, and bad trash TV

It's as if this song was talking about you. 

Has a hard time accepting 

A good compliment 

She loves her whole family

And all of her friends

It’s this playlist about you? Does he have a special selection of songs that remind him of you? 

So if you’re the one she lets in

Take it

If she gives you her heart

Don’t you break it

Let your arms be a place 

She feels safe in

This might be the most beautiful song you’ve ever heard. And you wish he would sing it to you. He has a beautiful voice. 

She’ll love you 

If you love her 

On days when

It feels like the whole 

World might cave in

Stand side by side 

And you’ll make it

She’s the best thing you’ll ever have

She’ll love you

If you love her like that

When you raise your head to look at Rooster, you notice the room is empty. It looks like he finished his story, and all of them left the room to leave you some space. 

He takes off your headphones. “What are you listening to, grouchy?” He stays silent for a few seconds until he registers the song and smiles. “Oh, is this one?”

“Roos is this-”

“Is the playlist about you? Yes. Absolutely. At first, it only had one song. When I see you smile”

"80s song, how typical of you," you say with a smile. 

“Well, the lyrics fit, don’t you think? Anyway, then I kept hearing songs on the radio that reminded me of you, or had a very deep meaning or… just like this one, it was made for you” 

“If it helps… your arms are the safest place on Earth for me” 

“And when I see you smile, I can face the world,” he admits, leaning close to your face to kiss you. 

“Agh, you’re literally DISGUSTINGLY CUTE,” Nick says, covering his eyes while walking towards the sofa, where his phone is. 

“Get lost,” you both say before closing the distance and kissing each other with so much love you feel goosebumps on your skin and tears in your eyes. 

Feeling loved has to be the best feeling in the world.

A/N: Anyone interested in hearing the playlist? Is small but cute, i swear. I'll leave it here.

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𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲 ❁ 𝓫𝓾𝓬𝓴𝔂 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓼

chapter seventeen • a/n: thank the sudden burst of inspiration for these chapters coming out so fast. Feedback is appreciated! • wordcount: 1.5k+ • warnings: kids, parenthood, nothing more?

summary

going through  rough years after losing your husband, you try to raise your daughter the best you can. With the help from the wilson's you make the best of it but the road is bumpy when sam introduces you to his friend.

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"I'm running a little late today, so I won't be home in time but I asked Steve to be there to open up–" a heavy sigh "for the love of god, try to be nice buck, that's all I'm asking, okay? Also, can you let me know if you're staying for dinner so I can pick up something extra on my way back– thank you. Okay..bye, love you." 

love you. Bucky never expected to keep hearing those words falling from your lips but he does– after every call, every voicemail, every goodbye and see you soon. It makes him smile yet he doesn't deserve those two words. 

you had assured him that morning after that you would always love him no matter what; that he's still the father of yet another gift in your life. The best months of your life after a shit show of years prior– you'd always love Bucky even if he broke your heart in a million pieces, he seemed to be the only one to put it back together..or steve. Steve did a pretty good job of glueing shattered parts of your heart back together.

It angered bucky. Coincidentally; Steve rogers marriage came to an end not two weeks after you'd moved into your own little place with the kids and for a split second Bucky had wondered if nothing ever happened between you and Steve during the time he suspected something. But he believed you. Nothing had happened, never and though Bucky still had to get used to Steve being around more and more each day, he knew he could trust the blonde. 

You seem happy with Steve and unlike you and him, things between Steve went slow, taking time. No moving in three weeks after or by each other's side everyday and you certainly didn't let the man straight into Rosie and JJ's life.

A break..of sorts and maybe he'd gotten his hopes up and believed it actually could get better with time; get back together and be that little family again but as time passed by, it became all too clear– you really didn't plan on getting with him again and Bucky couldn't even blame you.

But you still let him into your life, let him be a part of your life. A part of Rosie's life..of JJ. You let Rosie stay with him whenever she wanted to, let her stay the night or a couple of days until the girl wanted to get back home again. Got to see his son nearly everyday and have him all weekends. 'I'd never take away your kids, buck'

Invitations to stay for dinner or spend the evening or to tag along with one of your day outs– all too eager to spend all the time he could with what once was his family,  even if it meant spending time with Steve.

You still took care of bucky, you still loved bucky because the man who broke your heart made you believe in love again, pulled you out of your shell after years of wanting to be alone. Took care of you during your darkest days, stayed by your side when you needed him the most. Gave Rosie a father figure she never had the opportunity to get, gave you another little soul to take care of. Bucky Barnes stole, bruised and broke your heart and till this day manages to glue it back together. 

It took you a while to forgive him, you're still not sure if you actually have. With the loan you got from your new part time job at the store around the corner, you managed to get yourself a small two bedroom apartment not too far away from bucky– following most classes from your new study online and still being able to be there for your babies; if you were being honest, life was good. 

The family wilson being back in your life being the icing on the cake. Sam being to eager to apologise for everything he'd said and done although 'I told you so'– first flight to Brooklyn and before you knew it the family stood in your apartment, unpacked boxes and painted rooms as if their lives depended on it; be there for you like they were after riley– family. Hailey even spent the better part of her summer in Brooklyn by your side to catch up while in all honesty, she got tired of her dad and needed some time alone.

Life was surprisingly good after everything.

"Dad?" 

Snapping out of his daydream, Bucky looks up and meets the eyes of the little girl in the rear view mirror. The braid bucky had managed to braid that morning an untangled mess, hanging from her shoulder. Left overs of a chocolate cookie still visible on the corner of her mouth. Yellow shirt covered in dirt, paint and what else she'd been playing in and with at school.

Bucky hums and types a quick text to you, telling you he'd stay over for dinner "What's up?" 

"Can alpine come with me sometime?" Rosie asks seriously, a hint of hope in her voice. 

"I wish he could sweetheart but mom's not allowed to have any pets," Bucky chuckles "He misses mommy, right?" 

"I don't know, he can't talk silly." 

"Really then why does alpine talk to me every night?" Bucky quips back "he tells me how you steal the last cookies from the cookie jar." 

"That was JJ– when are mommy, me and JJ coming back home, I want my own bedroom again." 

Bucky clears his throat and quickly gazes to the little boy fast asleep in his carpet on the backseat and back to Rosie, Bucky swallows the lump in his throat. 

You tried to explain it all but the 4 year old never seemed to be able to understand any of it; the two times Christmas, two birthdays not working.

"I don't know princess," Bucky admits "whenever mommy is ready." 

which is never

Heavy footsteps echo against the grey stone walls of the short hallway,  doors with small white numbers glued onto the wood– Steve isn't much taller or shorter, maybe a bit broader but nothing to be afraid of and yet bucky finds himself tiny next to the man, intimidated to say the least- black leather jacket over a simple grey shirt clung around his biceps, long legs...intimidating but with the softest facial features, christ bucky didn't have any reason to feel this way around someone You deemed important. 

If anything, Steve was as awkward as him.

Twirling around the hallway, her pink and purple colored bag bouncing up and down her back and her messy braid flying through the air, Rosie stills at the sight of the men walking their way 

"You're late." 

"I know, kid," Steve chuckles lowly "tried to be faster." 

"Well, you should be faster next time." Rosie simply states. 

Steve nods his head towards bucky with a slight smile which bucky returns and without another word, Steve twirls the keys out of his pocket and unlocks the door with the faint 9 on it. 

Rosie storms in, nearly tripping over her own feet as she pulls her backpack off and throws it in the corner with all other shoes, bags and umbrellas. 

The man nods again as Bucky pushes the stroller with JJ through the door. The familiar smell of you lingering in the air and fills his nostrils. He ignores the footsteps behind him. Bucky pushes his son further into the kitchen where he picks JJ out and sets the little man on the floor. Bucky's not even able to say another word, his son zooming off on all fours, going straight to the box filled with toys near the couch in the living room. 

"I was told to hand you the keys." Bucky's eyes shoot up to Steve, your keys dangling between his thumb and index finger– Steve clears his throat. 

Casually folding the stroller back before standing up straight, bucky nods and holds his hand out. 

Your keys, not Steve's. Great, he's not at that base yet.

"y/n asked if you wanted to bathe the kids," Steve clears his throat once again and shifts his weight from one foot to the other "so she can start with dinner when she's back." 

"Yeah, sure." Bucky mumbles almost inaudibly, calm and collected, through his stomach drops as Steve nods and strides his way to your bedroom and comes back out with a black overnight bag hanging from his shoulder; rogers printed on the fabric. 

so, he's at that base already

"So, yeah– I should head back out. Work and all." Steve breathes out a laugh. 

Placing both hands on his sides, Steve looks back to the living room where Rosie and JJ crawled and played around the coffee table. 

"Bye rosie," Steve waves awkwardly and with no answer back, he looks back at bucky with a slight smile and nervous chuckle "kids, right." 

"Yeah," Bucky deadpans, not batting an eye at the men in front of him "kids." 

Bucky doesn't have the right to feel jealous, he screwed things up and not you but he still loves you with all his heart and he'll be damned if he didn't at least try to gain back your trust and maybe even woo you back in his life– Steve stands in the way of just that.

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Jealous - JJ Maybank

Request: Hi, could you do a JJ imagine where you’ve been dating him for a while now... And he gets jealous when you talk to another guy, so he gets all protective and you kind of like it... :)

A/N: I feel like JJ is the type of guy to just be an absolute douche and goad the other guy the whole time. Also I tried to change it up so it wasn’t another JJ being pissed at a kook story. 

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“That’s cool.” You nodded, bringing your drink up to your lips and taking a gulp. You looked around the party, trying to spot anyone that you actually wanted to spend time with. Kiara, John B, Pope, JJ especially. First party of the season and he’d already ditched you to bullshit with John B over a keg.  

Your once over of the party didn’t make you miss the once over the guy in front of you did when you looked away, eyes trailing down and back up as if you were a piece of meat. You were half-tempted to tell him how much your boyfriend would enjoy taking off the bralette and shorts you were wearing but then he’d probably think you were trying to flirt with him.  

“Yeah, I told my coach though that I didn’t just want to be some defense used when they were looking to score a win...I wanna be starting. I’m better than those guys combined.”  

“Yeah.” You looked toward the house once more, relieved when you saw JJ come out, two cups in hand. If there was an Olympic sport for balancing things JJ would win, and you’d be too distracted by the fact that he could hold two cups in one hand to even notice.  

The only reason JJ had been torn away from the great retelling of his epic wipe out was some pogue mentioning that you were outside talking to a touron. You and JJ had been inseparable for a little over a year. Every pogue on the island, and most of the kooks, knew that you were with JJ and no one was gonna hedge in on JJ’s girlfriend. That meant that, normally, he could have cared less if some guy was talking to you. Let them. You weren’t interested and they knew it. But this kid didn’t know and JJ wasn’t about to let him assume you were available either. So he grabbed two cups of Pabst and headed outside.  

“Hey,” JJ greeted, nodding at the guy first and then looking at you. “Got you a drink.”  

“She has a drink.” The guy pointed out, nodding to the cup in your hand already.  

JJ reached over, plucking it out of your grasp and spilling the contents on the ground right by the guy’s foot, making him stumble back a little.  

“What the fuck JJ?” You had to stop yourself from laughing. He was being childish. He slipped the full cup into the old one and handed it back to you.  

“There you go.”  

You took the cup, turning back to the touron, “sorry, this is my-“

“I’m JJ,” he but in, casting a glance your way before turning back, “you are?”  

You rolled your eyes, he was really going to play at this game. He’d done it once before when you’d first started dating. Some kook had been flirting with you then and in a jealous, childish fit, JJ pretended he wasn’t dating you only to egg the other guy on and inevitably, make you “pick him” at the end of the night. You know that you should find the game archaic and stupid but honestly you didn’t hate it. JJ was a top notch antagonist and it was kind of hot to see him get all territorial every once in a while.  

“Ben,” the touron greeted. “I was just telling her that I’m here for the summer, my family’s renting a house on uh, what did you call it?”

“Figure eight.” You replied.  

“Damn,” JJ drew the word out, whistling on the end and you bit your lip. He was such a douche sometimes.  

“So do you live here all year too, uh-“ he looked visibly uncomfortable already, no doubt trying to decide if it was worth it. He’d obviously struck up a conversation with you hoping to get something out of it. Now he was just getting unwanted attention from some rowdy looking blond.  

“Yeah, we’re both here all year. A few of our friends too.” You replied, fiddling with JJ’s shark tooth necklace around your neck. You’d stolen it from him the night before when he’d slept at your house.  

“Cool...that must be wild like, living on the beach all year.” Ben replied, piquing up now that you were talking to him again.  

“Yeah it’s pretty cool.” You replied.

“Well Ben,” JJ announced, “my song just came on so, I’m gonna have to borrow her,” he threw his arm over your shoulders, ready to lead you back inside.

“I didn’t think this was your song?” You replied, smiling at your boyfriend. JJ looked at you, narrowing his eyes. You typically went along with his goading.

“Maybe I should,” Ben started to say, looking away from the two of you.

“No, please, stay,” you urged, moving out from JJ’s arm, “you were telling me about...football?”

“Football?” JJ asked, voice animated as he recovered from your deviation from the plan.

“Yeah, I play varsity back home.” Ben puffed up a little at the words.  

“Varsity? Wow,” JJ drug out the word nodding his head slowly.  

You nudged him with your elbow, smiling at Ben, “sorry about him, he’s untrained. Varsity is very awesome.”

Your admonishment of JJ seemed to be the final badge of courage this touron needed because he stepped closer, smiling at you, “why don’t we go somewhere we can talk?”  

JJ smiled, throwing his arm around your shoulders once more, drawing you into his side this time, “funny you should say that...I was just about to ask her if we could go somewhere and not talk.” JJ’s eyes met yours and the smile on his face widened, “I mean I could lie and say I just wanted to talk to you but you look smoking hot tonight so, why pretend right?”

“JJ,” you whispered, you looked back at Ben who looked slightly horrified, possibly that JJ had just been up front with it. Or that he had essentially called the touron out for the blatant lie. “Uh, sorry Ben, I’m actually gonna go inside.”

“Are you serious, you’re going in with this guy?”

“She is, she is.” JJ said, already turning you in the direction of the house, “cause she’s my girlfriend you douchebag. Hit on her again I’ll fucking punch you in the throat.”

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Double Life

Pairing: Platonic!Elliot x reader; Platonic!Maddy x reader

Summary: You're typically known as the preppy, popular best friend of Maddy Perez, the queen of high school. In reality, your best friend was Elliot who you smoked with hourly.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs and sex.

A/n: I like to write these things as headcannons cuz it allows me to get all my thoughts out at once and not in a jumbled mess. Plus I'm a human which makes me lazy by nature lmao.

- Maddy always saw you as this precious little barbie that she could mold into someone like her. Someone beautiful and unstoppable.

- You two were almost more terrifying than her and Cassie were. The two of you just walking down the halls would have people running for the hills.

- You were the true apex predators in the grand scheme of high school. And, even though you weren't the biggest fan of the attention, you loved the power.

- You loved that Maddy could take the things that you hated about yourself and help you love them. Whether it be a small or large insecurity, her opinion changed your own image of yourself.

- If someone like Maddy told you that she loved your insecurities, you'd believe her too.

- But Elliot was a different friend to and for you.

- You didn't feel the need to perform in front of him, just acting normal and calm, two things that you weren't really able to be in front of Maddy.

- You could talk about anything with Elliot, down to the weirdest, most TMI facts or concerns that you had. He took everything you had to give him and he did it with a smile.

- The two of them were polar opposites, both giving you something that you didn't get from the other.

- Maddy gave you status, confidence, and was someone fun and positive to spend your time with.

- Elliot was someone that you could share your whole soul with while smoking a joint.

- Two very different sides of you but equally important that they come out and be shared with the ones that you loved.

- The two of them wouldn't get along if given the chance and you knew this better than anything.

- Elliot didn't like Maddy but he was aware of your friendship with her. Maddy didn't like the fact that Elliot drowned himself in weed but she wasn't aware of your friendship with him.

- It was just better that way.

- If she knew about your friendship with the boy, she'd either try to convince you to stop hanging out with him, or she'd try to convince you to get in his pants.

- You'd already been down that road and you and Elliot would both agree that your friendship was better off without sex.

- You wouldn't survive without both of them in your life, knowing that they were both equally loyal and loving.

- And you wouldn't have it any other way.

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