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FAMILY FIRST

A/N: our fav little family has had so many lovely fluffy fics, though i would take it to a bit more serious direction! also, i didn't want the week to pass without a new fic especially since i reached 11k followers which is just absolutely crazy!! so thank you so much for each and every one of you!!

PAIRING: husband!dad!Harry X Reader

SUMMARY: Harry is a great dad, but sometimes he messes it up and you have to remind him that family comes first.

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

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Harry knows your silence is worse than when you scream and shout at him. Whenever you give him radio silence he knows he fucked up, royally.

This week has been way more hectic than usually. Harry’s been traveling a lot lately, leaving you alone with the kids for days at a time and though you knew there would be times when he can’t be around as much as he usually does, with Leo here it’s even harder than before.

You have help, lots of it actually, Anne, Gemma and your parents are always happy to take over some babysitting duties and you have a trustin nanny as well, but you and Harry have always been the type of parents who like to do everything themselves. Your life is crazy enough already since you’re married to a celebrity, but especially because of that, you want your private everydays to be as normal as possible.

You’ve always been supportive when it came to Harry’s career, but you also made it very clear that you expect him to put his family first. And for most of the time he kept his promises he made to you about being a father first and then an artist.

However sometimes things pile up around him and he forgets his priorities.

He came home just yesterday from LA, his tan is a clear sign he’s been away from his home country. He has a few days at home until he needs to leave again, so it was obvious this time would be reserved for his family and daddy duties. Unfortunately some last minute work came up and he needed to meet up with Jeff and his team in the middle of his time off.

You rescheduled your plans and Anne offered to take care of the cooking which was supposed to be Harry’s task while you’re running errands. In the afternoon he promised to pick Ellie up from her dance class while you get the twins from school, and he was supposed to pick up your dresses from the dry cleaner as well since it was on his way to Ellie’s dance school. This plan left him almost the whole day to take care of whatever work just came up.

But it’s not at all how it happened.

You just got done at the supermarket, Leo strapped to your chest as you carried two bags full of groceries when you got a call from Ellie’s dance teacher.

“Y/N, hi! Sorry to bother, but are you coming to pick Ellie up today?” the teacher asks in the most polite way, but you can tell she’s worried too.

“Oh, my husband is supposed to pick her up, he’s not there yet?” you ask, checking the time and seeing her class has ended fifteen minutes ago.

“No, he hasn’t showed up yet.”

“Wow, okay, let me give him a call and I’ll get back to you, okay?” you sigh.

“Sure!”

You put Leo into his seat and then dial Harry’s number while leaving the parking lot. The line just rings and rings through the speakers since you have your phone connected to them, and then he never answers. You try again, but no luck this time either. You can already feel your headache throbbing since now you have to take care of everything on your own. You give Ellie’s teacher a callback, asking if she can stay there until you pick the twins up and make your way to the dance school. She says it’s fine, Ellie can join in on the class that’s just about to start and wait for you until you arrive. You thank her cooperation and drive just a tad bit faster than the usual to do everything Harry was supposed to do as well.

Harry knows he fucked up the moment he realizes how late it is when he finally leaves his meeting, two missed calls from you fifteen minutes after he was supposed to pick Ellie up. Only two, no more. Some people fear it when they have millions of missed calls, but Harry knows you don’t do that. You reach out once, then give it another go and then you take matters in your own hands.

It’s six thirty, Ellie’s dance class was over at five and the dry cleaner closes at six. He did not complete any of the tasks he was supposed to and he can’t even make up for any of them now.

He speeds down the roads like a maniac as he heads home, cursing under his breath continuously, knowing how badly he fucked up. Your car is already parked in the garage when he arrives and walking into the house he finds the kids finishing up their dinner while you’re feeding Leo from a bottle.

You don’t even look at him when he walks in, but the kids greet him with excitement as always, since they didn’t catch much of the mess-up he caused. The twins were picked up in time and Ellie had a blast joining in on another dance class until you arrived. You made it to the dry cleaners just in time as well, but because of the little extra trip you had to make you only got home about thirty minutes ago, quickly heated up the dinner Anne left for you out on the stove and dinner was exactly on time, luckily. But that doesn’t change the fact that you had to do it all by yourself.

“Daddy!” Maddy cheers and hopping off of her chair she runs up to hug him.

“Hi Princess, sorry I’m so late,” he breathes out, Picking the girl up into his arms and giving her a tight hug.

“Hi dad!” Ellie and Max greets him as well as they leave the table since they finished their dinner already.

“Hey, Y/N, I’m so sorry–” he starts, but you cut him off, still not looking at him.

“Guys, how about you go up to your rooms and pack your bags for tomorrow, hm?”

“Okay!” they sing in unison and you wait until their footsteps die down so that they are out of hearing range before finally looking at Harry.

He wants you to lash out on him, to tell him how badly he fucked up, to scream and shout, but you just give him a disappointed look and nothing else as you put Leo’s now empty bottle down and holding him on your chest you start burping him.

“Y/N, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to disappear, I just couldn’t leave that fucking meeting and when I looked at the time it was so late, I’m so sorry!”

Rocking around the kitchen, gently smacking Leo’s back you still remain silent and Harry is starting to panic. He hates your silence, as much as he deserves it, he could scream when you don’t talk to him.

“Please, baby, just say something!” he begs and you look at him again with that disappointed look that completely shatters his heart.

“You were not a dad today, Harry. You were Harry Styles, the singer, the star, but you were supposed to be my husband, my partner, the father to your kids. You made promises and you didn’t just not keep them, you left everything to me and didn’t even take the time to at least let me know.”

“I know, I’m so sorry, baby! I fucked up, so bad! I’m so so sorry!” Stepping closer he notices you don’t back away from him, but when he cups your face in his palm you don’t lean into his touch like you usually do and it’s like a slap across his face.

“I don’t need your apology. I need you to be there when we need you. We decided to start a family together and I told you in the beginning that I don’t want to feel like I’m a single mother. You promised to always put your family first and I accepted that sometimes you won’t be here. We have a support system, I’m not entirely alone, but when you don’t do the things you promise to, I can’t just make everyone stop what they are doing and help me. We are the parents of our kids, Harry. Before Anne, Gemma or my parents, or any nanny, we come first, we need to take care of them, but I can’t do it without you.”

Harry just stands there, completely destroyed, listening to your words, knowing you’re right. He knows he messed this one up badly and he needs to hear this from you.

“Four kids, Harry. We have four kids. Do you not realize how big of a responsibility is just one kid? And we have four, one of them is just a baby. A baby you begged me to have. And you know I love all of our children more than anything, but I did not sign up for this on my own. I need my partner, I need my husband, I can’t do this without you.”

Your eyes are now getting teared up, your lips trembling. You had to be on top of your game earlier with the kids, but now you’re realizing just how this situation made you feel. Before having Ellie it was one of your biggest fears that one day you’d be left alone with all the parent duties because of Harry’s career. Now, you know it won’t happen, but in times like this you can’t help but feel like he is shifting into the wrong direction.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry, Y/N. This was… I just got lost for a moment, but I know I’m a father and husband first, I want to be that first! Everything else… it doesn’t matter if I don’t have you and the kids. I would give it all up for our family, I love you guys more than anything and I promise it will never happen again!”

Now he is crying too, he pulls you into his arms, Leo still in your hold and this time you lean against him willingly, the tough act is already gone.

“I don’t want you to give it up. I would never ask you that, I just want you to be present when you’re with us, so I can rely on you.”

“I will. And I’m so sorry I disappointed you today. And thank you for being the most amazing woman I know. You always take care of our family, even when I’m being a wanker.”

You laugh through your tears as you adjust the babbling baby in your arms, who has no idea about the conversation that just went down in his presence.

“You really was a wanker today. I wanted to punch you so badly when Ellie’s dance teacher called me,” you tell him, but the anger is now gone, you just want to load it all out on him.

“You know what? Do it. Hit me, I deserve it.”

“Shut up,” you roll your eyes laughing. Harry smirks at you, taking your face into his hands as he pulls you in for a sweet makeup kiss.

“Ah, okay, so you want to channel your anger in the bedroom, I get it,” he smirks against your lips. “I’m fine with that, we can be rough tonight.”

“Harry Styles, you are such a pig, I can’t believe I married you.”

“I can’t believe it either,” he smiles, taking Leo from your arms. “You’re way too out of my league, why did you settle with me?” he jokes around.

“Because you have a big dick,” you answer with a straight face and Harry did not expect an answer like this, he starts coughing while laughing, adjusting the baby in his arms.

“Alright, I’ll take that, thank you,” he chuckles and leaning closer he steals a kiss, right when Maddie starts crying somewhere upstairs, she probably got into an argument with Max again. “I got it, daddy is on duty tonight. Just go and relax, baby.”

“I’ll clean up in the kitchen,” you sigh, but he shakes his head no.

“Nope, I’m doing that too. Go and watch some Netflix or take a nice bath. You’re off tonight.”

“Alright,” you smile and steal another quick kiss before Harry disappears upstairs to settle the argument between the twins.

The bath sounded nice, so that’s what you do while Harry covers the evening routine like a pro, putting everyone to bed while you have some time to pamper yourself and wash your hair without someone bursting into the bathroom and invading your privacy that’s been nonexistent for about seven years now.

When the kids are down Harry takes a quick shower and joins you in bed, craving to be close to you after such a stressful day. He spoons you from behind, strong arms holding you tight in his hold as he kisses your shoulder.

“I love you and I’m sorry about today.”

“I love you too and you’re forgiven,” you chuckle softly.

“I want to make it up to you. I hope you don’t have plans for Saturday.”

“I don’t, but you do, you’re flying out on friday, aren’t you?” you ask as you turn around to face him.

“Canceled my trip, I’ll do the interview online. I’ve been away too much lately, I want to be here. So, date night on Saturday? Already asked my mum, she can babysit for us.”

“Date night it is then,” you smile before leaning in to kiss him. This is exactly the man you fell in love with, the one you decided to have a family with and the one you want to spend the rest of your life with. Your Harry, your love, your partner forever.

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allthelovehes · 17 hours

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Field Day Reunion* | Part 2

Summary: Harry finally takes Y/N home when Charlie is with his grandmother for the night.

Pairing: Singledad!Harry x Teacher!Y/N

Word count: 5K

Warnings: Lovemaking, oral f receiving, eager babies, exes to lovers?

A/N: I imagine Harry and Y/N to be British in this universe, so they went to highschool from age 11 - 16(ish) and college from 16 - 20(ish). Idk why but I felt the need to specify haha ENJOY LOVES

Harry and Y/N agreed to take things slow for the sake of Charlie. This means that they have been going on dates every now and then, but not every weekend because Harry doesn't want to just drop off his kid at Anne's, so he can go out with this woman. That doesn't mean however that they don't see each other.

Y/N started teaching Charlie's class a couple of weeks ago. Ever since then, Harry sees her every day because he is the one who drops Charlie off at school and picks him up later in the day. Those little moments are filled with loving glances and private jokes but also Harry teasingly flirting with the love of his life.

Yes, Harry is absolutely smitten by this woman. Given their history, he now believes that he shouldn't have let her go back then. Yes, being high school sweethearts who are going to different colleges isn't the perfect scenario for two love birds. They didn't want to do the long-distance thing when they were only 17, but Harry now knows it would've all been worth it.

He doesn't regret their decisions though. If the two of them never broke up, Harry would've never become a dad to Charlie and he wouldn't want to miss him for the world. The kid is his life, he'd literally give everything to see that little cheeky smile on the four-year-old's face.

Anne was a big fan of Y/N when they were teenagers, she was the sweetest girl so of course she approved of Harry dating her. So when Harry told his mom how Y/N is now Charlie's new teacher she was excited, to say the least. But when he told his mother that they had been on a date, her heart was filled with love. She was rooting for his son, finally meeting that happiness he was so dearly craving.

So, from the moment Harry announces to his mom about him and Y/N taking it slow, Anne has done anything in her power to help Harry out. Taking over babysitting duty whenever she can and just keeping the little boy out of her son's way. Hinting at her son how she's free next Saturday, in case Charlie wants to come play at grandma's house. Just, everything.

And that's exactly why, this afternoon, he decides to take his mom up on that offer. Harry and Y/N have been on four official dates so far and not once has he taken her home. It felt a bit too forward, too soon. But today was different, Harry invited her over to his house, show her around and make his intentions very clear, she's a keeper.

“Char, come on. Put your shoes on, grandma is waiting for you.” Harry tells his son, picking up the overnight bag he packed for his son.

“Where are you going, daddy? I wanna go too!” The little boy cries, pouting at his dad with such innocence.

“I'm sorry, buddy. But you are staying with grandma.” Harry explains to his son, feeling a bit guilty. But he also didn't want to specify anything about his plans for today. See, Charlie is the biggest fan of Y/N at school and it warms Harry's heart to see him so fond of her. But that only gives him more reasons to keep his love life in the shadows for his son.

“But why?” Charlie whines, but knowing it's already a lost battle, he slips on his shoes in silence. Harry shakes his head, suppressing a giggle. Once a kid starts asking why, you know there is no ending to the discussion.

“Let's go, Char.” Harry states instead, dragging his boy out of their house and into the car.

After he drops Charlie off and Anne's, he drives straight back home. His heart pounding with nerves. He'd be lying if he said that he isn't a little bit anxious right now. He hasn't had a girl over for years on end, not in this context. And he's really hoping she's going to want to stay over. He told her to bring an overnight bag, just in case she wanted to stay. He also mentioned how Charlie is sleeping at his mother's place, hoping it would send the right message, but he wasn't quite sure.

When he arrives home, he finds Y/N just parking her car a little further down the street. She's on time, more like half an hour early. Harry lets out a nervous giggle and he hopes that it isn't too obvious that he's anxious right now.

“Eager much?” He jokes as soon as she reaches his front yard. She giggles slightly embarrassed and Harry simply wants to kiss that cute blush off her face.

“I didn't want to run late. Traffic, you know.” She explains, a small smile gracing her face.

“Relax, babe. I'm glad you are early, actually.” Harry smiles sweetly, pulling her in for a quick hug and placing a quick kiss on her lips. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Y/N lets out a flirtatious giggle, getting on her toes to press her lips on his. Harry instantly melts into the kiss, holding her tightly against his chest.

“C'mon, let's go inside.” Harry whispers, pulling away a bit hesitantly. Y/N softly nods in agreement and Harry loosens his grip on her, only to grab her hand and guide her inside. “Welcome to our home.”

“It looks lovely.” Y/N compliments, letting her eyes roam around the living room. You can tell by the way his space is organised that Harry is a neat person, the room is filled with all things the father and son love dearly. A nice TV hangs against the wall, some family pictures are scattered around the wall above the couch and the wall across the room holds shelves filled with movies, video games and records. It's all Harry and it takes the man's breath away knowing that she likes his place.

“Thank you.”

“Let me give you a tour.” Harry says, tugging on her arm and guiding her through his entire house. She had already seen the small hallway when she first entered the house, and a glimpse of the living room, but there is more. There is an open kitchen concept which leads out into the backyard with big sliding doors. It's really neat and pretty, every one of the rooms in the house has little Harry vibes. The house screams family home, it suits Harry really well.

When they finish the tour downstairs, Harry hesitates to show her his upstairs living space. He feels like taking her upstairs is something very intimate, maybe even too forward, yet he would love to show her around. With an unsure glance at her, Harry points his finger to the stairs, silently asking if she wants to continue the tour.

Y/N nods softly and gives him a sweet, yet excited smile. “Let's go, I'm very curious.” She says causing Harry to chuckle and they continue their walk through his house.

“Okay, so this is Charlie's room and his bathroom.” Harry explains. Y/N takes it all in as if he's giving her the time of her life. Harry is beyond grateful because he really does love her and he hopes that she is going to melt into their lives and live here one day.

They move over to the other side of the hallway, Harry gestures at the next room, rubbing the back of his neck a bit nervously. Y/N opens the door carefully when Harry speaks up. “This is uh- my room.” She pushes the door open further and carefully walks inside.

“This is very you.” She giggles when he walks in after her. Harry doesn't know why, but a blush creeps up his cheeks. Y/N isn't mocking him or making fun of him, her giggle sounds very fond, maybe she is just as nervous as he is.

The bedroom is decorated with warm colours and it features a king-sized bed that looks comfy and cosy. Y/N's gaze is glued to the bed, no doubt in her mind that she'd like to sleep in a bed like that. Especially if that means Harry would be right next to her.

She doesn't ponder her thoughts for too long because she knows that it will end with an almost unbearable aching between her legs.

When they dated in high school, they were only 15 years old. So sleeping with one another was out of the question. They kept dating until they were 16 and 17, but it still didn't feel right for them at that moment to take that step. Now that they are both adults and they want to take things a bit more seriously, Harry would like to finally take the next step in their relationship. Maybe tonight.

“Uhm- so behind you is my ensuite.” He points to the door behind her, gesturing at it with a little nod.

“Oh my.” Y/N's attention is immediately turned to the door when Harry mentions it. She slowly opens the door, stepping into the big room. It's modern and clean, and oh so spacious. There's a walk-in shower and a big tub next to it.

Harry just watches her in awe as she explores the bathroom. She almost seems mesmerised by his place and that makes his heart flutter. It's like she belongs in here and it is her house.

Y/N makes her way back to Harry with a dreamy look in her eyes. She wraps her arms around Harry's neck and pulls him close. She sighs. “Your home looks very lovely, Harry.”

“Not as lovely as you.” He blurts out in a weak attempt at flirting, but it comes off a bit nervous so he might have failed miserably.

“You're cheesy.” Y/N giggles. Harry tightens his grip on her waist and pulls her impossibly closer, flashing her a dimpled smile. Y/N leans in and lets her lips softly brush his in a very gentle kiss. Harry immediately melts into the kiss, tilting his head down to kiss her deeper, but she abruptly pulls away after only a second.

“I- uh- I'll go put my bag in this room, if that's okay?” She asks and Harry crooks his head to the side.

“Does that mean what I think it means?”

“Depends on what you're thinking.” She winks and pulls away from Harry.

“That you are going to stay over.” Harry flashes her a flirtatious smile.

“Exactly.” Y/N nods in agreement, a smug smile on her face and a glimpse of hope flashing in her eyes. “If that's still alright with you?”

“Of course, you don't have to ask.” Harry reassures, making her grin widely. He squeezes her hand for a second and then releases her hand, letting her step away and put her bag in the room.

Harry is beyond excited now, hoping for them to take their relationship to the next level. If they hadn't broken up back in high school, Harry might've even proposed by now. Yeah, he'd love to be married to her one day. But maybe it's too soon to be thinking about marriage, he remembers how it felt to be with her, back when they were only kids, hopelessly in love. He wants that back, now more than ever. ***

Y/N comes back downstairs to see that Harry is already making dinner. He greets her with a wide smile and places a soft peck on her lips.

“Mmh, what's that smell?” She asks curiously, leaning on the counter in the kitchen and watching Harry move around confidently.

“You, I reckon.” He smirks. Y/N lightly shakes her head, failing to hide her smile. “I'm making you pasta, love.”

“Mmmh, my favourite.”

“I know.” Harry smiles proudly.

Harry lets her know how she can pick a wine if she wants, and where she can find some glasses. She of course doesn't miss the obvious fact that Harry has planned everything ahead. That certainly turns her on.

They eat in a comfortable silence, their ankles playfully tangling with one another. Harry does the dishes while Y/N takes a second in the living room to scroll through her phone. As soon as the kitchen is clean, Harry joins her on the couch. He lifts her legs, placing them on his lap and letting her lean into his side.

“Charlie was a little upset to leave.” Harry says all of a sudden. Y/N chuckles, knowing just how clingy that four-year-old is to his dad. She finds that unbelievably adorable.

“Is he going to be mad at us?” She asks, not knowing how to proceed. She doesn't want the cute and innocent little boy to dislike her in any way.

“Us? No. Me? Maybe. I haven't told him about us yet, don't want him to tell the whole class and make it awkward for you at work.” Harry explains causing Y/N to smirk and nod, loving that he cares that much.

“So what does he think we are?” Y/N pries.

“I've told him you are my friend and that I like you a whole lot.” Harry tells her, making her smile.

“A whole lot, huh?” Y/N giggles and wiggles her eyebrows. Harry flashes her a cheeky smile and runs his fingers through her hair. “Sounds like you have a little crush.” She teases.

“Hmm, kinda do. Can't help it though.” Harry admits and leans into her, planting a wet kiss on her cheek. Y/N squirms under his touch, silently letting him know that this is okay. Then, she dips her head slightly and closes her lips on his.

The kiss instantly deepens and Y/N quickly crawls into Harry's lap, getting a better angle to kiss him passionately. His hands rest on her hips and hold her in place as he slowly kisses his way down her neck. Y/N closes her eyes, taking in the touch and taste of Harry. God, he really does turn her on.

So far they hadn't had the opportunity to make out like this. It's all been dates outside of either of their homes and kisses over the console of his car or at her front door. Feeling her thighs on each side of him and her lips working his like it's her favourite pastime makes Harry understand how badly he wants this to work out.

She lets her arms drape around his neck as her mouth finds his again, this time kissing him hungrily. Her lips sloppily brush against his, her teeth leaving grazes against his already tender bottom lip. He's just as eager to make out with her as she is.

She eventually breaks away, though, just to reconnect with those green gems Harry calls his eyes. He gives her a warm smile and his thumbs run under her shirt.

“You are so beautiful, love. Always been.” Harry murmurs against her lips before going in for another kiss. The gesture takes her back to high school, them sharing kisses on her porch after he walked her home from school. Always ending with a tight hug and whispers that went something like this.

But she's not in high school anymore, and so are her urges. Now, she simply can't get enough of Harry, and by the feeling of a firm swelling in his pants, she knows he is affected as much as she. It's quite the ego boost.

Harry had spent many nights, imagining how his first time making love to her would go. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her heat deliciously dripping, his name leaving her lips in a quivering cry when they both reach the peak of their pleasure. But he always kept the fantasy bundled up in his mind, he knew that it was too soon for that. Not anymore, though, because Y/N makes it very clear to him that she wants him.

“Harry.” She whimpers and rolls her hips into his. Her core grinds against his crotch and she swears she could make herself come from this. Just humping his bulge will be enough to have her reeling.

“I'm taking that as your consent, love.” Harry murmurs, pecking her lips. But she doesn't reply, she just hums in agreement. Enough for Harry to lift the two of them up, causing her to squeal slightly. He carries her upstairs and drops her on the bed.

It's happening.

Harry climbs on top of her, pressing her down with his weight. His lips crash back on hers and she accepts his passionate kisses with just the same amount of passion. She tumbles her hands around his neck, making sure he stays exactly where he is right now.

After a few minutes of more intense making out, Harry needs to come up for air. His chest is rising and falling and his hair is a hot mess, Y/N giggles teasingly, running her fingers through it to arrange it neatly.

“You're gorgeous.” Harry utters and places a delicate kiss on her jaw, Y/N lets out a shaky breath. Her heart soars when Harry compliments her. Her chin tilts towards him, their mouths closing in for more sucking and licking and biting and tugging. “But I'm dying to know how gorgeous you are underneath all this.”

She can't help the blood that rushes to her cheeks, and she can hardly breathe. Harry reaches down, lifting her shirt over her head. He wastes no time as soon as the fabric passes over her body. He's sucking the skin at her shoulder with eagerness.

“Fuck.” She curses as his teeth nip into her, his lips brushing it so faintly as soon as there's the red and purplish proof he's marked her. For a moment he feels guilty, thinking it's inappropriate, but he can't help but want this. He wants to become one with her and claim her as his own.

Harry gently kneads her breast with his hands, eliciting an erotic moan from her. Y/N isn't shy about her body. Her hand reaches to her back and she unclasps her bra, pulling it off and letting her boobs bounce freely. Harry gulps at the sight, they are just as magnificent as he had imagined them a few years back.

Harry kisses his way down her upper body and without a second thought, takes a nipple into his mouth. The man toys with it with his tongue, making Y/N's centre burn with desire. She hisses at the warmth of his mouth sucking and licking and nibbling. He then moves over to the other nipple, giving it equal attention before Y/N groans and speaks up.

“Fuck, I- I can't take it any longer, Harry.” Y/N whimpers, feeling her core starting to pulsate. She needs him there and she needs it now.

“Tell me what you want then, love.” Harry husks, his cock painfully straining in his trousers.

“Touch me. Eat me out, lick me clean. I don't care, but for fuck's sake-“ She heaves, her hands roaming down to the lining of Harry's trousers.

He doesn't need to be told twice, within a few seconds he is standing next to the bed, tugging off her trousers with her panties. Before quickly stripping down, he catches her eye looking longingly at the obvious erection in his boxers. She has been waiting for this to happen.

Y/N smiles as she observes him, he is so beautiful to her. His every flaw is precious. Y/N sees how his veins are straining underneath the thin layer of his skin as his fists clench around his bed sheets. How those plump pink lips are slightly parted, allowing his rapid, ragged breathing to escape.

Harry palms himself through his briefs, stroking his erection while keeping his eyes focused on the woman beneath him. With her lying on his bed in all her beauty, legs spread, his name on her parted lips. She is truly the epitome of sheer loveliness.

Harry kneels down at the side of the bed before he wraps his arms around her thighs to pull her closer to the edge. “You sure, baby?” He asks once more, although Y/N has been very clear with what she wants.

“Positive.” She mutters and in less than a second, Harry gently presses his lips against her folds. Kissing all around her pussy but never quite touching the most intimate parts. This drives her insane and her hands reach out to tangle in his curls, pulling him closer to her center. “Please.” She whimpers needily.

Harry doesn't make her wait, instead, he runs one finger through her folds before spreading them apart as his tongue prods over the heated skin. A loud grunt escapes his lips when he realises how sweet she tastes. It's everything he could've imagined and more. He then gets to work, flicking his tongue over her clit expertly, making Y/N buck her hips in appreciation. She pants, trying not to explode from pleasure at the feeling.

His free hand slides up to her lower stomach to hold her down and withhold her from squirming too much. Her juices are escaping from inside her, soiling his lips and chin and the duvet. Harry just can't get enough. His thumb scratches at her pelvis and as Y/N looks down, she sees him bobbing up and down eagerly, his eyes closed shut as he devours her. She hisses at the obscene sight.

“Ah- f-fuck!” Y/N stutters out, Harry now digging his fingers into her and slightly curling them inside her, hitting her g-spot and bringing her closer to her orgasm. “Harry!” She warns, her eyes practically rolling back at how he licks her, but that doesn't make him stop, no, he speeds up even.

His lips are locked on her clit, sucking as his fingertips massage her inner walls and let her slick seep out. She can't keep her legs still if she tries, her toes are curling and her thighs are shaking.

“Mmmh.” Harry moans lowly, tasting her juices as they keep flowing, signalling she won't last a second longer. “Come for me, darling.” He releases for a split second only to murmur those words, causing her body to respond with a shattering climax.

“Oh-ffu-Harry!” Y/N cries out as the burning knot inside her undoes and explodes. It's nothing like she's ever felt before, men never really seemed to know how to satisfy her, but Harry is all it takes for her to let go and forget about all the bad sex she ever had. She gasps loudly, riding out her orgasm as he keeps working her gently with his fingers and mouth. “Jesus fuck.”

Her legs fall to her sides. Harry comes up and wipes his mouth clean, chuckling at how Y/N is gasping for air. Her chest heaving as she does her best to try and breathe. “Good?” He hums and kisses her collarbone as he awaits a response.

“Too good.” She chokes out a laugh as soon as she can catch her breath again. She reaches down to caress his cheek, causing him to glance up. “Need a taste.” She huffs, as her hand goes down to his cock. Harry smirks and stops her. Gaining her attention with a quirked brow, indicating she doesn't understand.

“I desperately want to be inside of you, and I won't be able to last as long as I plan to if your puffy lips would work their magic on my cock right now.” He tells her bluntly, keeping his lust-filled gaze on her. And honestly, that might've just been the sexiest thing anyone has ever told her. She gives him a coy nod before he props himself up. He pushes his boxers down his legs and hovers over her.

Harry reaches for his nightstand to grab a condom while Y/N finally has her tiny fingers wrapped around Harry's erect and dripping cock. It's long and hard, the tip glistening and soft. Her hand runs down his shaft, paying close attention to the pattern of those prominent veins. His big hand reaches for her wrist.

“Hate to stop you, love, but you'll be the death of me.” Harry breathes as he slowly rolls the condom down his shaft. Y/N smiles adoringly, holding back laughter. Harry shakes his head amused, glad he brings that same childlike chuckle to Y/N's face that he used to adore when they were younger.

Then Y/N's face changes to surprise as Harry wraps his arms around her upper body to place her further on the bed, her head now resting on his soft pillows. Harry takes his position above her and cups her chin as he gently kisses her.

“Are you ready for me?” He asks. His cock now directly at her entrance, he holds it with his hand, teasing her.

“Yes, H. Please, yes.” She eagerly replies. So Harry presses a firm kiss on her mouth as he carefully pushes himself in. Just the tip before he pulls back again, teasing her incredibly slowly. Y/N groans in annoyance but lets him. Instead, she circles her arms around his neck and lets her fingertips draw nonsensical doodles on his scalp.

Her eyes shut when he finally thrusts himself forward, inserting his cock fully and feeling her pussy clenching around him. At first, he moves slowly, deliberately waiting for the satisfying burn to fade. His palms are pressed flat next to her shoulders as he secures his balance above her. She just can't keep her moans inside, not when he fucks her with all the love in the world.

“Fuck.” Harry grits, noticing how tight she is. Y/N keeps her eyes closed and lets him take control, simply doing what she feels is right, and that is responding to Harry's pace and needs. She finds solace in his sweet scent and she's sure she's addicted to it from now on.

As his hips rock, he slips his tongue into her mouth. Y/N's walls clench around him as his pace picks up. Her slick dripping out of her, coating their inner thighs as he slowly dips in and out.

“Give me your leg.” He says as he taps his fingers on her right thigh. Y/N obediently pulls her leg up and Harry positions himself a bit differently, the tip of his cock hammering against her cervix, reaching spots she didn't know could feel so good.

He places her leg on his shoulder and holds it in place with his arm wrapped around her knee. The newfound angle allows him to fuck her deeper and Harry can't hold himself back anymore. He slams into her, she moans in pleasure when he picks up the pace, making their sweaty bodies become one.

“G-goddamn, love.” He grunts, loving how they move as one. The muscles of his abdomen tense up under his skin with every hard thrust he delivers, he simply can't bear to slow down his movement. Harry continues to rut in and out, bringing both of them higher.

His left-hand reaches down, pressing down on her pubic bone for extra stimulation as his thumb finds her clit. Harry then knows he won't last long. Feeling her pussy already milking his cock, he knows she is close too.

Y/N squeezes her eyes shut, feeling the butterflies in her stomach building up again as Harry hits her G-spot every time he slams back into her.

“H-Harry- shit.” Y/N pants rapidly. She can feel how her juices are dripping from her and covering Harry's dick, definitely creating a wet spot underneath her bum on the duvet. She rolls her eyes back. She can't hold out for much longer.

“Nghh, yeah? Come for me, again, baby.” Harry groans as his pace starts to get sloppy. Y/N loves how his brows furrow and his jaw tightens up every time he pushes in.

“Aah- I'm-“ She starts and her walls clench around him, squeezing his hard cock inside her as she comes. The sensation is too much for Harry to bear. His hot liquid explodes into the rubber as her warm pussy milks him.

“Mmph.” Harry moans and with the last bit of power in his limp body, he slowly rocks back and forth to ride out their orgasms until they both collapse, tired and sweating messes.

“God, I can't believe that just happened.” Y/N puffs as they lie next to each other for a few moments. Harry hums, rolling to her side and pulling out of her in the process. Y/N catches his glance, seeing how his green eyes look like they shine even in the dark, love and affection radiating from them.

“I finally had sex with the girl of my dreams.” He murmurs, scooting a bit closer as Y/N feels him reach to her hand to twine their fingers together. She giggles at his sweetness before opening her mouth to speak.

“I now understand why you didn't want Charlie here today.” She remarks, earning a playful look from Harry. She brings her fingers up to brush the hair off his forehead. “I love you.” Y/N suddenly utters, surprising herself. “I mean it.”

“I love you too.” Harry says without a second thought before placing his wet lips on hers. It's not like they hadn't said I love you to each other when they were younger, but adult I love you's are different, stronger, more meaningful. Y/N grins, nudging her nose against his cheek and pecking his lips.

“We should do something about the stickiness, shouldn't we?” Harry says running his finger on the inside of her thigh. Y/N chuckles as she nods her head in agreement, slightly ashamed but just couldn't care less right now. She's happy, Harry's happy and that's all that matters.

Harry picks her up from the bed again, gaining another squeal as he carries her to the bathroom. They hop in the shower and their touches remain gentle. Just soft kisses and long glances. Once they're all washed up, they slide back between the sheets in an after-sex, shower-fresh bliss.

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9-1-1: Lone Star: First Look Photos of Grace and Her Sisters Feature a McClain Family Reunion (Exclusive)

When 9-1-1: Lone Star co-creator and showrunner Tim Minear approached actress Sierra McClain about an upcoming episode that would expand the immediate family of Grace Ryder, they both had a clear idea of who should play her character's sisters: her real-life sisters, Lauryn and China Anne McClain.

"Having my sisters come to Lone Star was something I'd wanted to do for a while," Sierra told TV Guide in an exclusive first look at the chapter airing April 18. "Then, during one of me and Tim's beginning-of-the-season chats, he pulled the idea right out of my mouth! I certainly didn't think it would happen as soon as it did, but before I knew it, he was sharing storyline possibilities with me. I've lived with Grace for four years now, so being able to introduce this aspect of her family life that's so similar to mine, in such a personal way, really helps make Grace even more real to me."

In next week's episode, titled "Open," Grace struggles with confronting her father, Benjamin (William Allen Young), over his past infidelity. But while babysitting Charlie one day with his wife, Denice (Barbara Eve Harris), Benjamin suffers a heart attack, forcing Grace and her sisters, Lisa (China Anne) and Ashley (Lauryn), to come together in his hour of need.

As viewers might recall from the "Difficult Conversations" episode of the second season, Grace's husband, Judd (Jim Parrack), found his father-in-law suffering from hypoglycemic shock while "fooling around" with another woman — who was most definitely not his mother-in-law — in a hotel room. While Judd struggled with whether or not to tell his wife, Grace learned of her father's actions by the end of the hour. But she decided against telling her mother, and the storyline has been a loose end on the show for years — until now.

The episode will reunite the tight-knit McClain sisters, who form the girl group Thriii, for the first time on-screen since working together briefly in China Anne's Disney Channel musical sitcom A.N.T. Farm, which ran from 2011 to 2014. They made their acting debut alongside each other in Rob Hardy's The Gospel (2005), which starred Boris Kodjoe and Idris Elba, and played Elba's daughters in Tyler Perry's Daddy's Little Girls (2007).

"This is the first time I've gotten to do some real acting with my sisters in years," Sierra noted, "and the fact that we're playing actual sisters is just the icing on an incredibly special cake."

#911 Lone Star #Grace Ryder #Sierra McClain #China McClain #Lauryn McClain #911 Lone Star Season 4 #4.13 #ls spoilers

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fanartandfanfiction · 10 months

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Adventures in Snake- Sitting

Aesop heard a frantic knocking at his door. He already knew who it was before he opened it.

“What have I told you about coming here?”

Melody looked anxious. “I have a favor to ask. Ominis and Sebastian are at Feldcroft for the weekend and asked me to watch Meatball because Anne is afraid of snakes. Something’s come up and I need to go. Can you watch Meatball? It’ll be like one or two hours tops.”

Aesop looked down at the happy-looking snake in her bag. “Can’t you just leave him in his terrarium?”

“No, he’s a flight risk. If he goes after the headmaster one more time, he’s banned from the school. Would you please watch him? It’s important.” She pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes.

“Ugh, fine.”

“Thank you! Be a good boy, Meatball.” She smooched the snake on the top of his head. “His talking buttons are in there, just spread them out.” She handed him the bag and practically ran down the hall.

“Hello, Meatball. You can explore but be careful. Now, what are talking buttons?”

Meatball slid out of the bag and waited for him to take out the buttons. Once they were placed, he slithered over and pressed one with his head.

“Hello!”

“Oh, that’s quite clever!” He smiled.

“Hello!”

“Yes, hello.”

“Hello!”

Aesop sighed. “Hello Meatball.”

He slithered over and pressed two more buttons. “Meatball! Sad.”

“You’re sad? Because Melody left?”

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry. She’ll be back.”

“Meatball. Sad. Ominis. Melody. No. Sebastian.”

“Not a fan of Mr. Sallow? I can’t say I blame you.”

“Meatball. No. Like. Sebastian. Sebastian. Meatball. MAD!”

Aesop smiled at the snake. It was adorable watching him press the buttons with his nose. He was quite intelligent too.

“These are quite clever indeed. What do they all do?”

Meatball slithered around pressing buttons. “Yes. No. Happy. Sad. MAD! Like. Love. Hungry. Sleepy. Melody. Ominis. Sebastian. Garreth.”

“Why do you have a Garreth button? I can see the other three…”

“Meatball. Love. Garreth.” Meatball seemed to be smiling.

“I don’t see the appeal, but alright. I’m wondering if perhaps there’s an enchantment we could use to help you speak. Let’s go visit Abraham.” He held out the bag for Meatball to slither into.

Meatball rode happily in the bag with his head sticking out so he could see where he was going. Aesop walked down to Abraham’s room and knocked.

“Aesop! What a surprise!” Abraham smiled.

“Hello Abraham. I trust you know Meatball?”

“Ah, hello my little friend!” Abraham held his hand out and Meatball flicked it with his tongue. “Are you babysitting?”

“I suppose so. I was wondering if I could pick your brain about something. You see, Meatball uses buttons to talk. I was wondering if perhaps there was an enchantment to help him speak. Right now he’s quite limited.”

“Perhaps. Let me see those buttons.” They went back to Aesop’s room and Meatball demonstrated how he used his buttons.

“You are quite intelligent, Mr. Meatball!” Ronen grinned. “I think I shall need to consult some books. Please accompany me to the library.”

Meatball slithered back into the bag and Sharp hoisted it onto his shoulder. They began walking to the library and Aesop froze when he saw Phineas walking towards them. “Oh no. Meatball Ioves him.” He looked at Meatball and the bag and whispered “please behave. You’ll get Ominis and Melody in trouble.”

“Gentlemen.” Phineas nodded. He’d just returned from a trip and was levitating his luggage behind him.

“Hello Phineas! How was your trip to the ministry?” Ronen asked with a smile.

“Just as dreadfully boring as always. If you’ll excuse me, I’m eager to return to my quarters.”

“Of course.” They said their goodbyes and Aesop sighed. “Good job Meat-“ he looked down at the now-empty bag. “MEATBALL!”

He and Ronen looked in the direction Phineas was walking and saw Meatball quickly slithering behind him.

“Shit!” Aesop swore. They took off at a run towards Meatball, who was now slithering into the partially unzipped suitcase Phineas had set on the ground.

“We need to get that suitcase!”

“How do we do that?”

“I don’t know.” Garreth Weasley happened to be walking by and Aesop had an idea.

“GARRETH!”

Garreth jumped and looked panicked. “I didn’t do anything!”

“Apologies, Mr. Weasley. I need your assistance. This is the one and only time I will ask this of you. I need you to cause a distraction so we can get Meatball out of the headmaster’s luggage.”

“Oh shit!” Garreth’s eyes widened. “Sorry. Meatball is obsessed with him for some reason. I’ll figure something out.” Garreth took off at a run in Phineas’ direction.

“Hey Professor Black, I’ve been working on my juggling! Watch!” Garreth picked up a bust of Phineas and a bust of a former headmaster.

“PUT THOSE DOWN, MR. WEASLEY!”

“I need them for my act!” Phineas chased Garreth down the hall and Aesop and Abraham dove for the suitcase. They unzipped it and Meatball popped up, a pair of Phineas’ underwear on his head.

Abraham started laughing while Aesop removed the leopard print briefs and snatched Meatball. He shoved Meatball into the bag and he and Ronen headed in the direction of the library once more.

“Meatball, PLEASE! You’re going to get Melody and Ominis in trouble!”

Meatball flicked his tongue across his hand in apology. “Stay hidden. I’m fairly certain snakes are not allowed in the library.”

“Good evening Madame Scribner!” Ronen greeted the librarian. “Aesop and I need to access the restricted section.”

“Here you go. Watch the key closely, some of those tricksters may try to snatch it.” She handed them the key and they went down the stairs.

They were alone in the restricted section, so Sharp took Meatball out of the bag and set him on the desk. “I’m not letting you out of my sight, but I thought you might want out of the bag.”

“Have a seat, Aesop, I’m going to pull a few things.” Abraham said, already searching. Aesop sat at the desk with Meatball, who slithered over and booped his hand.

“What?” He asked. Meatball booped his hand again so he lifted it up. Meatball slithered under it and smiled at him. “Oh, you’re wanting me to pet you. I shouldn’t after that stunt you pulled earlier.” He sighed and rubbed Meatball’s head. “You know, I enjoy your company more than I expected. I don’t mean offense, I’ve just never been a pet person.” Meatball flicked his tongue across his hand. “Perhaps I should get a snake. Though I don’t know if it would be as docile as you.”

Abraham came back with a few books. “Alright Mr. Meatball. I think I have found something that may work. Are you willing to let me try?” Meatball slithered over to him and waited. “Alright, this is rather complex, so I need to focus.” Abraham began moving his wand in small motions over Meatball’s head and muttering a series of words. After about a minute of mumbling and waving, he lightly touched Meatball’s head with his wand. “Speak.”

“Hello!” Meatball said in a small, somewhat high pitched voice.

Abraham and Aesop cheered. “Well done, Abraham!”

“Meatball happy!” Meatball wagged his tail.

“Wait, can he not speak in full sentences?” Aesop asked.

“Meatball speak best he can.” He slithered over to Aesop. “Meatball like you!”

“I like you too, Meatball.” Aesop smiled.

“What call you?” He cocked his head.

“You may call me Aesop.”

“Melody no call Aesop. Melody call dad.”

“She calls me her dad?” He smiled.

“Meatball call dad?”

“Um, I suppose so.”

“Meatball like dad! Meatball happyyyy!”

“Well that’s adorable!” Abraham grinned.

“What Meatball call you?” Meatball slithered over to Ronen.

“I am Abraham, but you may call me grandpa if you wish.”

“Seriously, Abraham?” Sharp asked with a smirk.

“What? I would love to be grandpa to this wonderful boy!”

“Grandpa!” Meatball wagged his tail happily like a dog.

“Meatball want to see the leader.”

“What?” Aesop asked.

“The tall green snake with legs.”

“Perhaps Phineas would be more open if he could speak?” Abraham asked.

“I suppose we can try.”

They’d spoken with Matilda first and asked her opinion. She hadn’t been present the day Meatball had gotten loose and had only heard what Phineas had said. Meatball was currently sitting on her desk.

“What Meatball call you?” He asked.

“You may call me Matilda.” She smiled.

“Matilda, pretty name!” Meatball flicked his tongue.

“Why thank you! You seem like a gentle fellow. Let me go speak with Phineas. Please wait here.”

“Who Matilda?” Meatball asked Aesop, with a cock of his head.

“She’s the deputy headmistress. She’s also Garreth’s aunt.”

“Meatball LOVE Garreth!”

“I know.”

They waited a few minutes and Matilda came back to her office. “Well, he’s agreed to meet Meatball. But he’s also quite drunk. So I suppose now is probably your best chance. Come with me.” Aesop put Meatball back in the bag and they followed Matilda to his office.

“Remember Meatball, don’t rush at him or you’ll scare him. Baby steps.”

“Meatball be baby.”

They walked into Phineas’ office and he was sitting at his desk. “Alright. I’ll see your snake.”

Aesop set the bag down on the desk. “Phineas, this is Meatball. He won’t bite you, he’s very friendly, and he likes you a lot.”

Meatball slithered out of the bag and sat up, looking at Phineas.

“I suppose it is sort of cute in like, a mildly horrifying way.” Phineas looked at Meatball.

“Hello!” Phineas jumped backwards and fell out of his chair.

“Holy shit, it can talk!” They helped Phineas back into his chair and he was gaping at Meatball.

“Hello little friend!” Phineas said, examining the snake.

“Hello leader!”

“Leader? Well, he’s quite intelligent if he recognizes my status.” Phineas was still full of himself even when he was three sheets to the wind.

“What call you?” Meatball asked.

“I am Phineas Nigellus Black.”

“Long name.” Meatball flicked his tongue. “Call Phineas?”

“Yes, you may call me Phineas.”

“Me Meatball!”

“Yes, we’ve met on several occasions.” Phineas said with a small smile.

“Meatball think you WONDERFUL!” He slithered closer.

“Go ahead and pet him, Phineas.” Aesop said.

Phineas nervously stuck his hand out and Meatball slithered to it and bumped his head against Phineas’ hand. He flicked his tongue across his hand and Phineas chuckled. “Alright, that’s enough.” He sat back in his chair. “Now Meatball. I’m alright with you visiting on occasion, but we have some ground rules. Do not follow me into the bathroom. Do not go into my private quarters. In fact, it would be best if you spoke to Matilda when you wanted to visit to make sure I’m available, I’m quite busy, you know.”

“Ok!” Meatball said happily.

“Alright, good. Now, I’m going to retire for the evening. Go on now, go home or wherever it is you go.”

“He’s with me for the time being. Goodnight.” Phineas put Meatball back into the bag and they all left.

“Well, I’d say that went quite well, wouldn’t you?” Matilda smiled.

“Better than I expected.” Aesop smiled.

“I thought Meatball belonged to Mr. Gaunt?”

“He does, but he’s out of town. Miss Carlisle was watching him but had to step out for a bit and asked me to watch him since SOMEONE is a flight risk.”

“Meatball sorry.” Meatball said from the bag.

“Thank you, Matilda. Have a good night.” Aesop smiled and he and Abraham headed back to the staff tower.

When they were about to climb the stairs, they ran into Melody. “Oh! I was about to come look for you!” She smiled.

“Melody. Why are you covered in soot?” Aesop looked at the poor girl. Her clothes were burnt and smoking, her face had a layer of gray soot, and she looked as if she’d been in a fight.

“Uuuuuuuuuum.”

“Hello Melody!”

She jumped and looked at the bag. “Meatball?!”

“Meatball missed you!”

“I missed you too! How is he talking?!” She looked between him and Abraham.

“You answer my question first.” He said with a glare.

“This looks like a family dispute. I’ll be on my way! Goodbye, Mr. Meatball!”

“Bye Grandpa!”

“Grandpa?” Melody asked.

Aesop sighed. “We’ve had an eventful evening. Don’t change the subject.”

Melody was chewing on her lip. “Blasting curse gone wrong.”

“Wrong answer.”

Melody groaned. “Fiiiine, you’re a human lie detector. I broke into a dragon fighting ring and released a Hungarian horntail and she was a bit crabby.”

“You WHAT?!”

“Someone had to do it!”

“Not you!”

“Then who?!”

“An officer of the law!”

“Guess what, I saw a few there! Betting!”

Aesop’s face fell. “Are you serious?”

“Yes. You wouldn’t believe the people I saw there. And what they were doing to those dragons…I knew they’d be close by tonight. But I freed her. I have another small problem but that’s for another day.”

“I feel like it’s not a small problem at all.” Aesop said with a glare.

“She left her egg behind. I couldn’t leave it for the poachers!”

“MELODY!” Aesop’s hands shot up to his hair. “Are you INSANE?!”

“What was I supposed to do?!”

He exhaled before speaking. “Where is it?”

“In my backpack.”

“Jesus CHRIST!”

“On that note…can you watch Meatball again tomorrow while I track mama dragon down?”

“You’re going to kill me. You’re actually going to kill me. I am going to DIE because you keep finding new ways to terrify me!”

“Would you calm down?!”

“No! I will not calm down! Because you are sixteen years old and have absolutely no regard for your own safety!”

“But-”

“No buts! You will give the egg to me and I will find a way to get it back safely. I’m proud of you for wanting to do the right thing but this is bigger than you.”

“You’re proud of me?” Melody smiled.

“Of course I’m proud of you. You intercepted a dragon fighting ring and freed a dragon. I don’t even know if I could do that.”

Melody rushed forward and hugged him. He awkwardly patted her on the head. “And if you ever do anything like it again, you will be in SO much trouble.”

“Are we sure he’s not her real father?” Dinah whispered to Abraham and Mirabel. They were watching over the railing from two floors up.

“He’s her father now. That’s what matters.” Abraham smiled. “They needed each other, I think.”

They watched the two of them continue to talk and he handed over Meatball and she handed over her bag with the egg. She left and he looked up just as they ducked out of sight. “I could see your shadows. I’m disappointed in you, Dinah, you were an auror too and should know how to hide better!”

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Could I have some SDC with a young teen reader? Smallest and youngest of the crusaders but they got pulled into the whole "kill a over 100 year old vampire" but they take it with grace and joins them on the adventure with their stand, but like they are SUPER small and literally around giants and i'd like to think everyone would try to keep them safe in their own way. (maybe a hint of avpol as good dads trying to protect the reader and they accidentally call both of them their dad or something ajgjshjkafg sorry if this doesn't make sense)

omg this is so fun! this reminds me of the whole anne situation that only lasted for a little bit, so I kind of took it like that. thank you so much for the request and a fun one too! i love doing little headcanons like this! have a great day anon!! <333

SDC with a young teen reader who is dragged along the journey with them

Warnings - none!

Notes - i did make this platonic for obvious reasons, but nonetheless this was so much fun! and none of the photos used are mine just btw. credit to whoever's these are! :) thanks for the request again anon i had a blast writing this and avpol are my everything, so i gave them their own little section. have a good day!!!

And don’t forget, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So if you want to request any writing, please don’t hesitate to ask, but please read my pinned post before requesting! Please enjoy!! Don’t forget to stay hydrated! <3

Jotaro

he would hate you at first

with a burning passion

he's going on this trip to save his mother, not babysit

so he's very pissy around you

snappy a lot

like if you ask a question, he just starts yelling at you

the only reason you were allowed to go on the trip was because you had a powerful stand

he refuses to help you in any way, but that's also because he knows you're strong enough to do it by yourself

but he starts to notice little things you do

when walking with the crusaders, you try to measure yourself against them, trying to tippy toe to get to their height

you try to see past joseph who's in the front, but fail

so one day, jotaro just picks you up so you can see what they're looking at

"woah! so this is what it's like to be a giant!" you're in awe, not only that you're up that high, but the fact that jotaro could lift you with such ease

then he puts you down and pretends like nothing happened

he would be such a good dad if he didnt love dolphins so much omg

but then, while in egypt, he gets super worried about you

he protects you from everything, but acts as though he's not

he literally jumps in front of you to protect you from stand users

listen, he may be a stinky little prick sometimes, but he would protect you at all costs, even if he pretends like he wouldnt

Kakyoin

he would treat you like a little sibling

show you how to use your stand

hold your hand through long sections

gosh, he would probably even teach you how to drive while the other's are sleeping

i think he would also use his stand to goof off with you

he would have his stand wrap it's little tail around your leg and trip you or something (not in a mean way, but just to goof off)

then you would do the same

your stand would do the same

you would make it appear in his room and just mess around with his stuff

just like scoot it across the room or something so he constantly thinks he's losing something

but this man would not let you get into a fight alone

he would stick by your side constantly just to protect you

but it would be a learning opportunity too

he would just sit back and tell you what you should do and if he needs to get involved he will

also, he would just love exploring new places with you like taking you to the beach or to take pictures by the pyramids or something

Avpol (im mixing these two because they need to be together for this request <3)

these two become your official dads

you would literally always be glued to their side

they would tell you stories or y'all would just do some tarot readings with Avdol

then you immediately start to ship it and try to push the two together always

saying stuff like "maybe you two should go grab dinner together while I hang out with Jotaro and the others" or "you two are so cute"

any way to hint that these two should be together, you take your chance

and they would always jump in front of stand users to protect you

you really cant get out of it since they're so big

you would hang from their arms like a flippin monkey

"hey dad! watch this!" you didnt even notice that you called them both dad as you did a flip on Jotaro's arm. when you turned to look at them, Polnareff was tearing up and Avdol was trying to calm him down. "what's wrong Pol-" you realized immediately what had just come out of your mouth. "sh-shoot... sorry i didnt mean to... its just," you fiddled with your thumbs and looked up at the closest thing you had to family. "i didnt know my dad... so you guys are like my two dads."

they love you forever and would do anything for you

Joseph

dad jokes

too

many

dad jokes

he is a good dad, he really is

if he knew about josuke, i think he would drop everything for him when he was younger

so for you

he treats you like hes a young dad all over again

he buys you ice cream

lets you drive the car when you shouldnt be

does reckless stuff with you because he trusts you enough for that

you arent allowed to be alone with joseph anymore just because everyone thinks you're in harm's way

so silly

you love this old fart

you think he's like a dad to you (not as much as your two favorite dads)

he'll protect you at all costs though, but knows you're strong enough to take care of yourself

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thisbelongsto-nohbodys · 7 months

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Azura: *Glares at Lily*

Lily: I did nothing wrong.

Azura: Un día te maldeciré y te dejaré sufrir. (I will put a curse on you one day, and I will let you suffer.)

Lily: ใช่ดีฉันไม่รู้ว่าคุณพูดอะไรดังนั้นฉันจะพูดภาษาไทย (Yeah well I don’t know what you said so I’m gonna speak Thai.)

Azura: Did you hex me?

Lily: *Smirks and wiggles fingers at Azura* ประสบ (suffer).

Anne: … I haven’t heard her speak that much Thai before.

Amity: They do this anytime they’re angry with each other, it’s quite entertaining if I have to be honest.

Luz: Azura No!

Azura: ¡SE BEBIÓ MI TAREA! (SHE DRANK MY HOMEWORK!)

Considering Lily lives in LA and it’s becoming more common for ppl, kids especially to be somewhat bilingual in the US it wouldn’t b out of place for her to know at least a little bit of spanish (at enough to know when she’s being insulted or being told to move or whatever). Granted Azura would’ve been taught Dominican Spanish so there’s a few differences (just a few minor differences based on my research, that Lily would pick up after a while from hearing Azura and Luz). Azura knowing Thai however, she’d probably pick up a few words here and there from being around Anne and her wives, Grandma and Grandpa B when they’d babysit, or the Thai Temple when going there for touristy reasons.

Still, them using a different language to insult each other is funny, especially when later on one of them reveals that they’ve been taking classes (and the Language Owl) so they can know what’s being said

#ask #amphibia #the owl house #Lily Boonchuy #Azura Noceda #Azura Noceda Blight

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cordidy · 2 months

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3 kids

Solomon and the kids first Christmas Eve at Feldcroft

December 18th 1887

“What the…?” The two brown ones at his door, he knew them but he was pretty sure the blond one in the middle was not a Sallow… Children had never been Solomon’s Sallow strong suit. His brother Adam was the one who loved little imps, to the point he decided to make it his job but for Solomon they were kind of a nuisance. He would spend weeks coming back and forth from Azkaban to deliver prisoners, chase dark wizard in dangerous forests or spend hours in useless Ministry meeting without batting an eye but he almost got traumatized the day his brother asked him to babysit the twins so his wife and him could go on a romantic date. Then Adam and Rose died. And he became his nephew and niece’s guardian, for better or worse…

“What kind of stray did you bring me this time ?” the man asked, defeated. “This is just Ominis uncle Solomon, he’ll spend the holidays with us” Anne said with a smile. She did not ask no no, she just informed him. While Sebastian was his late father’s portrait, Anne definitively took on Adam’s attitude. He looked at the kid, curious. Small, skin and bones, shaking in fear, his head low like he was about to cry he yet was dressed in fine clothes and his truck was impeccable and probably more than a month worth of his old salary as an Auror. He sighed, knowing the battle with his niece was already lost. “And do you have a name ‘Just Ominis’ so I can inform you parents ?” “Gaunt Sir” the young boy answered in a shaky voice. “But don….don’t tell my family…please…” Solomon tensed immediately. A Gaunt ? on his doorstep ?! Was this some kind of a joke ?! The man was about to say something not very polite when his nephew interrupted him. “He’s a friend” Sebastian said, grabbing the blond’s shoulder while looking at his uncle with all the conviction of an 11 years old kid and, for a moment, Solomon saw Adam in him and it broke his heart. He sighed again. When those two had something in mind… “Alright, get inside before one of you gets cold…” he grumbled “i’ll make tea and hot cocoa”.

As the days passed by, Solomon could not help but be nervous having Ominis around. First the child was a Gaunt and he had quite the history with them, especially Malakai Gaunt who was, you guessed it, his little guest’s father. Second, he was clearly blind as Solomon realized when he teased him about that when the blond boy had issues decorating the Christmas tree, breaking a few ornaments and his nephew looked at him like he had said something horribly inappropriate. Third, the kid was clearly traumatized. As an ex Auror, he had spent some time in Azkaban for work, facing some…complications himself when he would stay stationed there for a few weeks and he had seen first hand what years of mistreatment could do to someone. The kid was checking all the boxes and this was not surprising considering who fathered him… Sometimes in the middle of the night he would hear his nephew comforting Ominis after a nightmare, telling him he was safe and that nothing would happen to him. Yes his uncle was scary and rough on the edges but he would keep them safe…

Christmas Eve - 1887 “Here Anne, bring this to the table would you” Solomon asked while giving his niece a plate of potatoes as he was cutting the turkey “Boys for the third time, come help Anne set the table !” he added to Sebastian and Ominis who were playing chess in front of the fireplace. Outside the storm was raging but in the little house they were all cozy and warm, ready to enjoy their first Christmas Eve’s dinner together. Under the tree, presents were waiting for the kids as Solomon had to rush to Hogsmeade to get something for the little blond boy who was now trying his best not to spill the watercarafe while making his way to the table. After talking with him, he had found out Ominis was actually born blind and it did not take a lot of time for Solomon to realize why the kid had been so ostracized. Being a Gaunt was surely not easy but adding blindness to that…kids were cruel and it made sense to him now why he was so clingy over the Sallow twins. After a few awkward days they seemed to have found their rhythm, the 4 of them and as everyone sat at the table he felt…good, for the first time in months. It’s been only 8 months since his brother and sister in law died and if one thing was for sure, it was that Solomon was not coping well but tonight…tonight was going to be a good night and he was actually excited to see the kids open their gift.

A knock at the door, faint at first, then growing louder and louder. You don’t get to work as an Auror for 30 years without becoming a little paranoid and something in the air made him realize things were about to get…complicated… As he opened the door, his blood froze in his veins. There he was, in the flesh, Malakai fucking Gaunt, clearly dressed to impress, looking at Solomon with disgust before he saw his son at the table, oblivious at what was happening. “ So this is where you’re hiding, little worm ? among…blood traitors…” Hearing his father’s voice, Ominis froze in place, his face turning as white as the snow outside. His father was here. He had come to take him back to the Estate. “And you truly believed I would not find out ? Pathetic...Grab your things, we are leaving” the Gaunt said in a cold sharp tone that left no ambiguity at what was awaiting Ominis once he would get back home. Ominis had just pretended he would stay at Hogwarts for the winter break, pretending to have a lot of homework and it was not like his parents cared but the Gaunt had eyes and ears everywhere. “Malakai….” “Oh hello Solomon” Malakai Gaunt said in a false joyful tone, as if he just realized the ex Auror was here. “How's retirement ?” he added with a smile, enjoying every bit of this. Solomon tensed. He had been on Malakai Gaunt’s back for years to the point he ended up losing his job, the woman he was seeing at the time, most of his friends…basically everything. He became so obsessed with the dark wizard that he ended up almost raiding the Gaunt Estate on his own to expose him, leading to his dismissal from the Ministry.

He was lost in his thoughts when he heard Ominis come back in the living room, dragging his trunck while Anne was trying to convince him not to leave. If anything, he had to admit the kid was brave. It was easy to tell he was terrified by his father and yet he remained calm and dignified. “Hurry up worm, I’m to be by Lady Blackwood’ Estate by 9” Malakai spat at his son and all the hate and resentment he was feeling for him was obvious in his voice. As Ominis passed by him, Solomon put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him on his track. He could hear his nephew and niece crying next to the fireplace. “Do you want to go with him kiddo ?” Solomon simply asked Ominis, his grip tightening on his shoulder. No answer An answer enough for Solomon. “Ominis is our guest for the Holidays and he’s gonna stay with us” Solomon said in a threatening tone to Malakai Gaunt who was already not paying attention to them anymore. That face….what he would give to smash it. “You said something Sallow ?” “I said, the kid is staying and you are leaving my property, now” his voice was low, full of threats. The air was tense as the two men were assessing one another. They had played that little game for years now and were well trained. Malakai took a look at the two Sallow kids behind Solomon, pressed against one another in fear. They knew about him, Ominis had told them and they were petrified. “You know Sallow, it would be a shame if those two were to join their parents too soo…”

Malakai did not even finish his sentence that his face hit the dining table, hard, breaking one of the plates, blood pouring from the cut the porcelain had inflicted. On top of him, Solomon was immobilizing him, twisting his arm on his back, preventing him from grabbing his wand. His eyes were wild, his mind filled with all the shit the Gaunt had put him through, using his connection at the Ministry to get him fired cause the Auror was digging where he should not have. “Let go of me you filthy…” A knife got to his throat. While the Gaunt was now shaking in fear, Solomon was calm and methodic, years and years of training making him pretty immune to this kind of thing. It would be so easy, just one swift cut and that son of a bitch would get what he deserves. One…swift…cut…

That’s when he saw him. Adam. No, not Adam….Sebastian…and Anne holding him, a mask of sheer terror on her face as they were crying in fear. Next to the door, Ominis was panicking too, his blind eyes wide open, curled up in a corner, his hands on his ears. Then he saw himself in the mirror facing him and froze. What…what had he become ? After years of chasing monsters…he had finally turned into one himself. And the kids…they way they were looking at him, piercing his soul…They were not afraid of Malakai anymore…they were afraid of….him… At that moment he remembered Adam, the day the twins were born.

“Twins man…I don’t envy you at all” Solomon said with a laugh while pouring his little brother, now a man, a glass of firewhiskey. “Yeah well…what can I say, I’m an overachiever” Adam had answered with a laugh before becoming serious again “Can’t you stay a little longer before leaving for Romania ?” “I wish I could, if only to see you struggle with the two imps but someone has to make sure the world is a safe place, especially now that those two are in it…” He had been working on a huge coordinated operation for the past months that could lead to the dismantling of a network specialized in cursed items importation that had already made some victims over the years. He was supposed to leave that morning but had postponed his departure when Adam informed him Rose got into labor….only to pass out in the living room when he heard his sister in law scream in pain. “That’s what I like about you, your humility !” “Gryffindor’s finest quality if you ask me !” The two brothers had spent the evening laughing until Rose ended up dragging her husband inside, cursing Solomon for being such a bad influence yet still laughing with him.

Slowly, he leaned his face towards Malakai’s ear close enough so the kids would not hear him. “Next time you threaten my family, I’ll show you why they really fired me, and I will make it slow and painful” Solomon whispered calmly. He could feel the Gaunt shiver beneath him, all pride vanished now that he was at the mercy of a man who did not need a little wooden stick to do some damages a vague scent of sweat and piss emanating from him, the scent of fear. He then grabbed the man by the hair and threw him outside in the snow, slamming the door on the Gaunt who was crawling pathetically like an insect, looking for his wand everywhere. Solomon leaned his head on the wooden door, trying to calm himself from the rush of adrenaline before turning to the kids. As Sebastian was staring at him, his brown eyes piercing his soul, Anne rushed towards Ominis who was crying in fear.

What a wonderful first Christmas together Solomon thought as he was rubbing his temples and what an example he was settling for the kids, lashing at Malaki like that...he really was a pathetic guardian...maybe he should send the kids off to another family member, someone more fitted to raise them and not turn them into psychopaths ? It would be for the best right ? Right ? That's when he felt little arms hold him from his side. Sebastian, crying in fear and...relief ? "Dad was right, you will protect us" said the young boy in a sob. It took Solomon by suprise and before he realized it, he was hugging the young boy, patting his back gently. "For fuck sake Adam, why did you tell them this ?!" he thought to himself in frustration, whispering sweet nonsese to his nephew who was starting to calm down. He sighed, defeated. “Ok kids, time to open your presents.” he finally said, trying to act casual before turning towards Anne and Ominis as Sebastian bolted towards the tree to bring back the packages in an attempt to ease the tension. Slowly he went to the blond shaking boy and kneeled in front of him, taking his little hands in his. “Look, you’re not going anywhere alright ?” he said softly while Anne was gently patting her friend’s back to comfort him “and stop crying, your father is an asshole, he doesn’t deserve your tears” he added, ruffling the blond boy’s hair while going to the kitchen to make them some tea, felling Sebastian’s eyes on him all the time.

Children had never been Solomon’s Sallow strong suit. His brother Adam was the one who loved little imps and yet, tonight, without realizing it as the four of them were sitting by the fireplace, opening their Christmas gifts, he had gotten himself 3 kids…

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #sebastian sallow #solomon sallow #ominis gaunt #anne sallow

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lavenderlive · 4 months

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I came up with a headcanon, let's say in this case that BAE are children and that the reader is their babysitter!

how his relationship with a babysitter would develop?, I don't care if it's separate or if it's all three of them together (don't ask how the hell his family would leave Hajun with "mediocre" kids, before Dongha was born, the three of them would have been 8 years old)

And if it is separated, I would also like to know how Hajun's relationship with the reader would continue after Dongha's birth and his trauma

But in the event that the three of them are together, would Allen compete with Hajun for the reader's attention? Between the three of them after they have spent enough time together and with the reader... who would be jealous? Who would be the one who only wants the reader for they?

The reader would be more or less 16 to 17 years old at that time, by the way his personality is that of someone patient and kind but strict, I imagine that when he gets "angry" the reader only has a neutral expression and makes others notice which is their warning expression if they are doing something wrong and are not they are obeying to the reader (I imagine Allen doing that)

-🦕

☾ | BAE - Reader Babysitting Younger BAE

(This is platonic, the reader treats BAE better than their parents)

Allen Sugasano

Allen’s parents originally hired you to be a young musical tutor for Allen when they weren’t around. But you somehow slowly ended up being his babysitter which you didn’t mind, you’ve dealt with kids before.

You did more babysitting than tutoring because Allen was already skilled with playing the violin. But you noticed he doesn't seem passionate playing it. The two of you had a lot more free time together since there wasn’t much to teach him other than occasional practices. Allen thinks you're super cool and talented as well, he admires how much music knowledge you have and begs you to tell him more as he listens.

When Allen finished any practice that you scheduled that day, he is a bit of a trouble-maker. He wasn’t going to sit around and do nothing. When you weren’t looking, Allen rummages through drawers for blank music sheets and markers, he jotted down any music arrangements he could think of. Sometimes he gets markers stained on the floor. After scribbling on the paper, he shoves his masterpiece in front of your face. Needless to say you were NOT happy when you came across the mess. You often disciplined Allen such as making him clean up his mess. Allen complains as he cleans but you insist that he cleans up or you would tell on his parents. You watched him to make sure he mops the floor squeaky clean. He’s a good kid but sometimes a handful.

Anne Faulkner

Anne would be a year younger than the other two, this is where they began to discover their love of fashion. They didn’t know if they could trust a random person that they’ve just met as their babysitter with their new interest. But they were not good at hiding it because whenever there was any mention of fashion such as on TV, they were ecstatic. You reassured them that you weren’t going to tell on them and made sure they felt safe around you.

Overtime, they feel more comfortable around you as you were the only one at that time who accepted and encouraged Anne. Eyes widened when they heard that you were coming back the next day, hugging you immediately once you arrived. After lunch, the two of you bonded over dressing up and having little fashion shows with what they had in the house. You made sure to tell them to clean up afterwards. Anne knew that their mother wouldn’t be fond of this if she found out, but they felt happy that they could be themselves for a few hours with someone they now trust until their mother returned home.

Your position as Anne’s babysitter wasn’t going to last long once their mother found out that you were “ruining her perfect prince”. She hated how Anne seemed to be more comfortable around their babysitter more than their own mother. Trying to reason or argue with Anne’s mother wouldn’t work, she wouldn’t hear it. And so once you left for one last time, leaving a devastated Anne. Anne missed when you were around, it got even more lonely at home.

Hajun Yeon

When Hajun was told the news that you were his babysitter while his parents were gone for business trips, he was a bit suspicious that there is now another person in his life.

You didn’t expect to be greeted so respectfully when you first met. Originally when you were hired by the Yeon family, you thought you were going to deal with a spoiled brat and mentally prepared yourself but Hajun is very well-mannered and polite towards you. However there were times with Hajun that made you think to yourself “who does this kid think he is”. Hajun slowly began to accept you as his babysitter, he wasn’t allowed to go to the outside world to play with friends as he didn’t have many back then. Your presence kept him company. He liked having another person around that treated him like a human being. You two often wandered around the Yeon family’s garden and had small conversations with tea and treats.

It all came to an end when Dongha was born, Hajun was no longer needed. Hajun was now at the age where he can take care of himself so a babysitter was not needed anymore. You did not argue with Hajun’s father due to his higher status compared to you, you had no say in this decision. Hajun felt a sense of betrayal that you left just like that without a word, were the times spent with you meaningless? He wouldn't forgive you for that. It was unlikely that you two were going to see each other again as Hajun will be sent to a whole different country all by himself.

Admin Comments: ty for the request!! I love this idea sm its so cute, I hope I did it justice🙏sorry I made it a bit angsty with Anne and Hajun whoops (Allen is fine for now, I just imagined this takes place before he found out about hip-hop and his trauma which is like years after)

I did it separately but I can do one with the reader having to deal with all of BAE in a different post if you want

I wanted to get one more request before the year ends! I can't wait to write for the other requests in my inbox next year (which is tomorrow for me lol)

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!! and also happy birthday to Zen!

#anon 🦕#paradox live headcanons #paralive headcanons #pararai headcanons #allen sugasano #anne faulkner #hajun yeon

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courtney-deserved-better · 1 year

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my fair lady: part nine - a gwourtney choose your own adventure!

i'm going to be completely offline from 3/16-3/26 so i'm extending this poll to be a week instead of a day. here's part nine!

Gwen quickly sticks her foot out in front of Heather.

“Ack!”

Thump!

As Gwen tries to keep running, Heather grabs her ankle.

“Argh!”

Thump!

“If you’re going to try and lose the challenge, can you at least do it more subtly?” Heather hisses.

Oh thank God, she thinks I tripped her to delay our progress, not because I definitely don’t want to have a conversation about any romantic feelings toward Courtney—of which there are none! None!!!

“This is why you don’t run in heels, Heather,” Gwen says loudly, as the rest of her team jogs back over to her and Heather’s fallen forms.

Heather ignores the hand Alejandro offers her and stands up. “You’re wearing boots, what’s your excuse?”

“It was probably just the cobblestones,” Courtney says, pulling Gwen to her feet. “Now c’mon, we’ve gotta beat Team Chris to the spire!”

The team takes off running, Gwen very aware of how Courtney has not let go of her hand since she helped her up. Once they get inside the Tower, Courtney leads them up.

And up.

“I am not—” wheeze “—made—” wheeze “—for stairs,” Noah pants, stopping to lean against the wall of the landing. “You guys go ahead… I’ll catch up to you… gotta catch my breath first… don’t like playing catch…”

“Okay, bye,” Courtney says, beginning to run further up the stairs.

“Wait!” Alejandro calls. “Chris said Jack the Ripper is also hunting us. Leaving one person alone is bound to get them captured.”

“So stay and babysit Noah!” Heather says, following Courtney up the stairs.

Gwen shrugs and lets Courtney keep pulling her up. “See you guys in a bit.”

Stairs. Stairs. More stairs. And then—

Courtney gasps as she leads Gwen and Heather into a dismal room.

“Oh my gosh! This is the very room Anne Boleyn lived in before Henry VIII beheaded her!”

“Is this a medieval torture chamber?” Gwen asks, looking around at all the strange devices. “Sick!”

“I think you mean sickening,” Heather says.

“That’s an Iron Maiden,” Gwen says, pointing at the different devices, “that’s a breaking wheel, that’s a thumbscrew—”

“And that’s a rack,” Courtney says, pointing to the prominent table-like structure in the middle of the room.

Heather shudders. “Ick. You two deserve each other.”

“What?” Courtney asks.

Before Heather can respond, Chef emerges from the shadows, dressed as a medieval torturer.

“The clue’s inside,” he says, pointing to the rack. “If you wanna get it, you better tie someone on and stretch!”

“I nominate Heather,” Gwen immediately.

“I second that motion.”

“Hey!”

Alejandro chooses that moment to burst through the door, carrying Noah in his arms bridal style. He slams the door shut and the boys slide to the ground in a crumpled heap.

“…Hello?” Courtney says.

Heather frowns. “What was that about?”

“Ripper,” Alejandro wheezes, panting heavily. “Came after us. Barely got away.”

“I hate the British,” Noah adds helpfully. “What’s going on up here?”

Gwen jabs a thumb at the rack. “We gotta stretch someone to get the clue.”

“Gwen nominated Heather,” Courtney says gleefully.

“I think we should stretch you,” Heather says.

“Absolutely not! I’m the reason we made it here before Team Chris, who certainly doesn’t have a tour guide. And I already got whipped by you in the Yukon!”

“Fine, then let’s stretch Noah. He’s the reason half our team almost got caught.”

“I’m with Gwen on this one,” Noah says. “Stretch Heather.”

Courtney rubs her chin. “Alejandro is the tallest…”

“So you want to make me taller?”

“Does it work like that?”

“Come on!” Chef yells. “Just pick someone already!”

#gwourtney #td gwen #td courtney #pjs td oneshot polls #total drama #total drama world tour #tdwt #td fic #fic #my fic

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lemmesquishleonskennedy · 1 year

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Dad Leon

I refuse to believe Leon would become besties with someone who threated Sherry's safety so have this.

Adam Benford saves the day when he walks into interrogation and finds someone threatening the safety of a 12 year old girl so this guy will work for them.

He tells Leon that while Sherry's safety isn't something they have to worry about from them, Umbrella is finding survivors and witnesses and killing them. She also carry’s the G antibodies and if word gets out she’ll be a target. If he took the job at STRATCOM Benford would be able to control what happened to them, if he didn't they'd be thrown into witness protection which often isn't too protecting.

And although Leon never wanted to see another BOW again he said yes.

Leon becomes Sherry's legal guardian and they come up with a cover story. (Because Leon is 9 years older than Sherry so she cannot physically be his bio child)

The story is Leon had a cousin who lived in Raccoon city who he was gonna stay with, this cousin was married and had a kid named Anne Kennedy. Leon by chance finds Anne while surviving Raccoon and now he's her guardian.

Sherry chose the name Anne after her mother.

To their luck there's a school near the military base Leon is going to train at. Adam helps him enrol Sherry there

Leon tries to pick her up and drop her off every day

He gets flirted with by the mums at pick up and originally he flirted back but then he found out most of them are married and now he’s just uncomfy

Adam also gives them a place to stay and pays their rent until Leon is able to get a part time.

He picks up nightshifts at a conventional down the street from their apartment

For her 13th birthday he gets her that puppy she wanted.

Claire visits often after she finds Chris, she also brings him as well

Sherry makes friends easily and always stands up for those who can't

Leon takes her out for ice cream every time he has to come to the principles office because she took a swing at someone who was being an asshole.

Leon trains her in self defence

The first time he hospitalised after a mission she is hysterical, because she is a child at the time no one will tell her what's going on, or how bad he is. when she finally manages to sneak a glimpse of him she's dragged away kicking and screaming by a doctor. She eventually asks someone to call Claire for her, who thankfully is in the country and gets to play wife

Sherry is just as protective of Leon as he is of her

Claire and Leon go to every one of her events and play a divorced couple because they think its fucking hilarious

They love the drama

Sherry thinks they're dumb but finds it funny regardless

Claire babysits when Leon is out on missions

Because Claire isn't around all the time and a lot of the powerful people in Sherry's life are men, Leon brings Sherry to training on weekends when he can so she can meet some of the women he trains with

He teaches her to be wary and prepared instead of scared

He agrees with the "It's all men" statement (or whatever that was in the early 2000s) (and ofc he does can you imagine the disgusting shit that gets said by the male soldiers) so he tells her to be vigilant and confident in her ability to kick ass

She lives by "Leon didn't raise no bitch" for everything including pulling an allnighter to finish an assignment

She's preparing herself for college when Leon is sent to Spain

Her and Ashely and only a year apart

Leon tells Ashely all about Sherry when they have a moment and both need a distraction.

this is all over the place but i’m no sorry

#leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy #sherry birkin #resident evil 4 #resident evil 2 remake #resident evil #claire redfield

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m-jelly · 2 years

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Hii Jelly, Could you write about post-war Levi x reader (if you not bored about it) where reader have to take care of their friend's baby for a day and Levi is around trying to help her??

(I think it's cute to imagine Levi hold a baby in a very clumsy way and looking like "Is this how to hold a baby?")

I'm never bored of Post-War Levi <3

Could we?

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Canon AU, romance, married couple, fluff, love, cute, babysitting for a friend, broody Levi.

Concept: Your friend and her husband are going to a romantic hotel and date for the day and night and have asked you to look after their baby girl for them. You accept and take the little one home. Levi is in shock at seeing you bring home a baby. He helps you look after the little one and you teach him how to care for and hold a baby. At first, he's stiff because he's scared of hurting them, but with time he loves it so much and when you hand the baby over the next day, Levi asks if you two could try for one.

Tag list: @ladycheesington @skittlelover69 @levisbrat25 @strawberrybunny123 @nyxiieluna @galactict3a @notgoodforlife @li-anne @demonsimp6

You hooked the basket with the little bundle of joy in on your arm. You picked up the baby bags and said your goodbyes to your friend. You trotted along back to your home with Levi and felt excited. You didn't plan this, it was just dropped on you bu you rather liked looking after a baby.

Levi looked up at the door when he saw you enter. "Hey, love. What you got there?"

You put the bags down before lifting the basket and placing it on the countertop. "First, don't get mad at me."

His brows furrowed in confusion. "Why would I be mad at you?"

You put your arms into the basket and lifted the baby up. "We're babysitting for my friend. Just for today and tonight!"

Levi stared at the pudgy thing in your arms as a mixture of emotions bubbled away in him. "Baby?"

You nodded and carried her over. "This is Aiko."

Levi felt his throat go dry. He tried to gulp down his worries, but it was not possible. He liked kids, but babies were different. He was worried he'd hurt them or break them. "I ah...hi."

You sat next to Levi. "Isn't she cute?"

Levi stared at the baby playing with your top with its bright green eyes. He flinched when the baby stopped playing with you and stared into his very soul. He felt as if he was being assessed and judged. He frowned when she laughed and giggled.

You looked up to Levi. "She likes you." You smiled softly to reassure him. "Could you hold her? I need to sort out the baby bags."

He felt a panic shoot through him. "H-Hold her?"

You nodded and moved closer. "Arms up, my love. Don't worry, you won't hurt her."

Levi didn't know what he was doing, so he just grabbed the baby from you and held her in front of him with her little feet just touching his thighs. "Uh...is this how I hold a baby?"

You laughed at how a little scared Levi looked. "It's one way." You picked up Aiko and moved her to sit sideways on Levi's lap. "Keep your arm behind her as support, okay?" You kissed his cheek to give him a little boost and it worked. Your kisses always made Levi better. "You've got this."

Levi nodded in agreement, but really it was because he felt like if he nodded he might transfer some of that into confidence. "Uh...hi?"

You unpacked everything and made sure you had nappies and milk ready for her. You grabbed her toy and a bottle and moved back over to Levi. "Could you feed her? I need to set up a place for her to sleep."

He nodded. "Y-Yes." He took the bottle and looked down at Aiko. He rocked her a little and offered the bottle. He smiled when she chugged it. "I'm the same with tea." He pulled the bottle away. "Oh, I'm supposed to burp you, right?" He bent her over his arm and patted her back making her burp. "All better, right?"

He sat her up and stared at her for a while. He didn't mind holding her and thought she was cute, but he would have prefered her if she looked like you.

Levi felt a blush burn his cheeks at the thought of having a baby with you. He smiled a little at Aiko and picked up her toy. He wiggled it and played with her making her squeal with laughter.

Levi hummed a gentle laugh. "You're really cute. I like you." His smile faded when she whined and her face went a little red. "What are you doing? What's happening?" He saw her relax. "I'm confused." He sniffed and smelt something. "Oh....well, it's okay. I can clean you."

He rose to his feet and limped to the baby things on the counter. He rolled out the blanket and lay her on it. "Now, bare with me because this is my first time." He took her things off and recoiled. "What is...how did that come out of you?"

Aiko kicked her legs and laughed.

Levi shook his head. "Laughing won't solve this." He cleaned her up and put power on her before putting a new nappy on her bum. "Right, this should be it." He lifted her up and held her against his chest. "Now, don't mess up this nappy for a while, okay? Okay."

He limped as he carried her and went to his bedroom to see you were setting up a little bed for Aiko. He felt his heart swell with love seeing you prepare it all.

You felt eyes on you and glanced to the doorway to see Levi with Aiko. "Look at you getting comfortable with her."

"We have an agreement. I've also cleaned her."

"Thanks." You huffed after finishing and strolled over to Levi. "I'll take her for now." You shifted Aiko. "Go take your meds and do your physio."

He hummed as he stared at you holding Aiko. He felt something spark up inside of him. He didn't know what was going on, but he really liked seeing you holding a little baby.

He left you and went about his routine. He took his pain meds and did his physio to improve his knee. He looked over at you as you laughed with Aiko and played with her. He could just imagine how wonderful it'd be to have you playing with your own daughter or son.

He made dinner for you and him as Aiko slept on some blankets. You and Levi were snuggled close to each other. He stopped for a moment and stared at his right hand where two of his fingers were missing. He didn't know if he could keep up with kids as well. He let the doubt seep in until you broke it all.

You took his right hand and kissed the scars. "Your hand cold?"

He was touched by how loving and gentle you always were with him. "A little. I am worried as well."

You leaned closer and kissed him. "I love you, all of you. I married you because of how much I love you. Nothing will change how I feel about you." You placed his hand between your breasts to warm his hand. "My heart beats only for you."

Levi leaned closer. "Mine for you." He pressed his lips against yours and hummed as he felt a warmth surge through him. He pulled back and sighed. "We should go to bed."

You picked up Aiko and carried her to the bedroom. "I'm going to miss her."

Levi hummed as he watched you lie Aiko down in her bed. "Me too. It's been nice."

You changed into your bed things before helping Levi a little. You snuggled down in the bed and waited for Levi to join you. You opened your arms for Levi to lie against you. You held him close and played with his hair as you both fell asleep.

Levi awoke first and saw Aiko was waking up. He collected her, changed her and fed her. He held her in bed with a smile on his face as you woke up.

You propped your head up and smiled. "You're really fond of her, huh?"

He nodded as he looked over at you and felt his urges increase. "Yeah."

You sat up and put your arm around Levi. "You look wonderful holding her." You placed a loving kiss on his cheek before getting changed for the day. "I'll pack her things. Her mum and dad will be coming over soon."

Levi lay Aiko on the bed. "Wait here, okay? I need to change." He stared at Aiko. "Why did I say that?" He sighed and started changing before returning to Aiko. He picked her up and joined you in the living room. "Are they here yet?"

You smiled at Levi. "Yes." You kissed Aiko's forehead. "Your mummy is here." You walked to the front door and opened it. "Welcome! Here is the baby bag and her bed. Levi?"

Levi handed Aiko over to her dad. "Tch, here."

The dad smiled. "Cheers."

Aiko's mother smiled. "Thank you so much!"

You grinned. "We had a lovely time with her. If you need us to babysit again, we will."

"Thank you! Bye!"

You waved with Levi as the lovely family left. You let out a long sigh and turned to Levi. "Cup of tea?"

Levi nibbled his lip as he fought himself. He flicked his gaze to you and didn't fight it anymore. "I wanna try for a baby."

You smiled softly as you felt your heart skip a beat. "Me too."

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Me : and they’ll decide to retire and give up pirating and find a small quiet island to move off too, with a small village, a lighthouse, an an old abandoned building that they’ll renovate into a Inn/restaurant, and they’ll have rooms and jobs for all of the crew, like roach can cook, Frenchie and Wee John can perform, and eventually while they’re working on fixing it up Stede will purpose, and it’ll mirror Ed asking him to run off together, but this time Stede’s asking to stay, and Stede will feel awkward or like his plan went wrong, but Ed will be so happy and say yes, and they’ll be engaged for a while because there’s no point in rushing when they have all the time in the world, and when the Inns finished they’ll have a ceremony, and their guests will be the first ones to stay, Mary and Doug and the Kids will attend, it’s awkward between Mary and Ed at first, but then they joke about both feeling bad about almost killing Stede, and Ed realizes it was silly of him to be jealous of Mary in the first place, it was just his own insecurities talking, Stede is so happy to see his kids, who also missed him, Ed is nervous to meet them but they think he’s really cool, Mary and Stede figure something out so they can visit more often, Jim and Olu and Archie have to babysit at some point and it’s cute and silly because their all very caring but have never been around kids, Mary paints them something as a wedding gift, Alma kept her half of the orange and carries it with her, Izzy is Ed’s best man, Olu or Lucious is Stede’s, Frenchie or Lucious officiate, Bird Buttons, Anne Bonnie, Mary Reed, Swede, Spanish Jackie, and Zheng all attend, so does Calico Jack (even though everyone thought he was dead) they have a nice party and everyone lives happily ever after and-

#also mary and Izzy are forced to hang out at some point #ofmd #ofmd rant #I JUST WABT THEM TI BE HAPPPPY #and they accidentally convince Stede’s kids to want to be pirates #and Mary is weirdly chill with realizing that all her ex husband’s new friends are actual badass criminals #and Doug just gets increasingly concerned about everyone’s mental health while listening to their stories #our flag means death

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dearausten · 10 months

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jane austen heroines at the eras tour

(bc the spanish sale is tomorrow and i’m descending into madness so this is me manifesting🕯️)

- catherine is the biggest taylor stan out of all of them. she has a number 13 on her hand and glitter on her face. she tried to dress up as every era so her outfit is kind of messy but she’s absolutely the coolest dressed. she goes around giving EVERYONE friendship bracelets. her boyfriend henry was happy to tag along, he became a fan thanks to cathy and now they’re a swiftie power couple. eleanor is also there btw, she also likes taylor and loves to see henry and cathy blast to every song.

- emma woodhouse: she bought a VIP package for her and harriet. she’s gone full 1989 with her outfit and looks like she’s the one going to perform instead of taylor lmao. her tiktok live has 600K+ people. harriet’s outfit is a mix between debut and fearless bc she gives me those vibes idk.

- marianne and elinor: marianne absolutely dragged her sister to the show. she’s in her reputation era because i said so. she screams so loud she has all the karens complaining about her. elinor pretends she went against her will and only to babysit marianne, but she’s secretly amused and loves watching her sister have fun. also, she kinda loves evermore and folklore, and marianne eyes her when taylor sings august bc ‘he was never mine’, you weren’t mine to lose etc.

- lizzie: she loves taylor, she’s just low-key. she’s there with jane babysitting lydia and kitty, who are absolutely unhinged and scream at the top of their lungs for the whole three hours (they are so loud kids are kind of scared of them). bingley is ALSO there because he’s actually a huge fan and lizzie has to look away from them when taylor sings lover and tells them to get a room. her favorite album is midnights and you bet your ass she’s SCREAMING the lyrics to vigilante shit.

- anne is dressed with her folklore cardigan and the evermore braid and you can’t tell me otherwise. she cries silently during champagne problems and tolerate it (it reminds her of her family) but luckily fred is there to cheer her up. he went bc he knows anne is a big fan and actually tried to learn some of the lyrics. they both slow dance to lover and enchanted. taylor sang songs from debut as surprise songs and you can’t tell me anne doesn’t have that whole album memorized.

- fanny: oh fanny. she went alone because no one would go with her. luckily for her, she runs into one catherine morland and they exchange friendship bracelets. henry, eleanor and cathy adopt her and fanny has the time of her life. she also has a hard time during the folklore/evermore set, but when she sees cathy and henry having so much fun, she just can’t feel sad anymore. her outfit is very simple, but she lets cathy paint a number 13 on her cheek and spread glitter all over her and now she looks fabulous.

#jane austen #taylor swift #I AM LOSING MY MIND #my friends dont wanna go abroad so we didn’t try any other countries and im 💀

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1920sitgirl · 3 months

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Ann Rose Lovett, April 6th 1968 - January 31st 1984

This past January 31st marks forty years since the death of Ann Lovett, Ann was just fifteen years old when she died after giving birth alone, to her stillborn baby laying beneath a statue of the Virgin Mary in a churchyard grotto.

On January 31st 1984 Ann Lovett got up and got dressed as if she were going to go to school like any other day, she was seen in the bathroom by her mother, Patricia Lovett, at around 8am and then seen again walking by a neighbour, Birdie McMahon, dressed in her school uniform with her schoolbag by her side a short time later. Ann’s father, Diarmuid Lovett, didn’t wake up untill 9am and thought Ann was at school like normal, despite her father saying that Ann loved school and would never miss a day none of her teachers informed the Lovettfamily when Ann didn’t turn up at school. Sometime between noon and 12:30pm Ann went to the house of Mary Maguire on Moxham Street which was less than a two minute walk away from Ann’s own home, Mary is the only known person that Ann told about her pregnancy, on December 27th Ann had wrapped her arms around Mary and said to her “Mary, God, I’m pregnant.” She never specified how many months she was to Mary, it’s thought that maybe she didn’t know herself. When Ann had turned up at Mary’s door on January 31st Ann wanted Mary to come out with her, somewhere unspecified but still somewhere that they could go together. Mary couldn’t leave the house as she was babysitting, Ann asked her for a cigarette before leaving. At around 12:45pm on January 31st 1984 Ann Lovett began making her way to the Churchyard grotto in the pouring rain while, wether she knew it or not, either approaching or in the early stages of labour. As Ann reached the Churchyard she pulled a pair of scissors out of her schoolbag that she’d packed with her and left her schoolbag at the Churchyard entrance, at some time between 12:45pm to 4:00pm Ann had lay down, alone, in the rain and gave birth to her baby boy, Ann used the scissors she brought with her to cut the umbilical cord and took off her own coat and wrapped her baby in it. Laying in only her school uniform with her baby in her arms Ann’s body began to go into irreversible shock because of the rain.

Ann’s body was first found by three of school boys at around 4pm who initially came across her schoolbag, the kids heard moaning from inside the grotto and that’s where they found Ann and her dead baby, a boy named Brady said he “took her hand and asked if she was alright, she opened her eyes and then closed them again.” All of the boys ran together to find help, help first came in the form of the first man the boys saw, a man named Tony Kelly, the boys told Tony “there was a girl after falling” which made Tony believe the girl had fallen from the top of the statue on her way home from school and also shows that the boys didn’t realise at first what Ann had actually went through. Thankfully after seeing Ann Tony was beginning to piece together what must have went on. “I held her hand to see was she alright, like, and she was very cold. I put her hand down again. So I went in for the priest and I rang at the door.” Was said by Tony Kelly, when Tony arrived at the priests door the priest said “it’s a doctor you need!” To which Tony replied “I need you too, Father, the little baby is after dying and this little girl might be dying too.” Despite originally pointing out the need for a doctor the priest didn’t call for one, instead he went to retrieve the items needed to perform the last rites. Meanwhile the three boys decided to try their best at helping again and ran together out into the road and knocked on the door of a nearby house, the house belonged to the Gallagher family and at first the young Gallagher daughter answered the door before running to get her father, Eugene Gallagher, she relayed to him that “something terrible was happening at the grotto.” Eugene ran out to the grotto and at this point Tony and the priest were arriving back at the scene too, Eugene then ran back home to call for medical help. It was now 4:14pm.

Eugene called the local doctor, Dr Tom Donoghue, who was in his surgery and Dr Donoghue immediately called for an ambulance which had to come from Mullingar hospital, 42 kilometres away. After calling Eugene gathered up the blankets in his house and ran back up to the grotto. While Eugene was on his way back with the blankets and the priest was almost finishing performing the last rites, the three young boys ran to Ann’s home to tell her family what was happening, only her father and her younger brother Stephen were home when the boys arrived and the pair of them went back to the grotto with the boys once they’d heard what had happened. Soon after Ann’s father and brother arrived at the grotto Dr Donoghue also arrived and quickly realised Ann was suffering from shock, exposure and haemorrhage, “I had a little hope for her, but not much. She was very critically ill.” Dr Donoghue would recall later. Ann was now covered in blankets before her and her baby were carried into Dr Dronoghue’s car, Diarmuid Lovett was driven back home in Dr Dronoghue’s car with his dying daughter and dead grandson.

Now home Diarmuid Lovett lit an oil stove and attempted to keep Ann warm, he also placed two hot water bottles next to the body of the baby despite probably knowing/able to tell that the baby was already dead. It was now 5:10pm and the ambulance had arrived, Patricia Lovett who had arrived home after being alerted about what had happened while grocery shopping went with Ann in the ambulance while her father remained at home. A man named Sr Damien who was attached to St Jospeh’s Hospital was also in the ambulance, at this point Ann was still conscious and Sr Damien would later recall that “I asked the girl her name and she attempted to answer, but I couldn’t make out what she said.”

At 5:55pm Ann was admitted to Mullingar Hospital, upon her arrival it was noted that Ann’s lips and fingertips were white, a medical state called cyanosis. It is said her school uniform was soaked and that Ann herself was cold to the touch, The obstetrician in attendance, Dr Marie Skelly, directed that blood and oxygen be given. “Momentarily there were signs of recovery, but almost immediately she stopped breathing,” said Dr Skelly. She said it was difficult to find whether Ann had succumbed due to hypothermia and exposure, or haemorrhage. Ann did not respond when her chest was opened for direct cardiac massage.

Ann Rose Lovett was pronounced dead shortly after at just fifteen years, nine months and twenty five days.

Ann and her baby’s funeral was held on the morning of February third, Ann’s shocked and deeply saddened classmates formed a guard of honour outside of the church and later went on to sing a choir song inside, Pat Kilvan one of Ann’s teachers played the violin during her funeral service. Ann and her baby were buried together in the Granardkill graveyard, Ann’s baby boy was given the posthumous baptismal name of Pat.

Things said in account of Ann and small things about her life:

“pixie-faced, with dark-brown hair, about shoulder length, slight and not much more than five-foot-two in height.” Said by Nuala Ledwith, a girl two years above Ann at school.

“I always thought she was a strong kind of girl; a kick-ass kind of girl.” Again said by Nuala Ledwith, a girl two years above Ann at school.

“She was a pretty girl. She nearly always had her hair tied up in loads and loads of little plaits. Every so often, she would undo the braids and her hair would stick out in all these lovely curls.” Said by a boy named Michael, who often sat next to Ann in class.

Ann was “very engaging. She was very, very outgoing, very bubbly and a bit of a tomboy, she was gregarious, and the life and soul of all the fun that was happening. The one thing I remember most strongly about her after all these years is that she seemed very independent and strong.”

Ann could often be found hanging out with her friends at Granard’s only and small “pool hall”, which was actually just a little grocery shop with a pool table and four space invader game machines crammed into it.

Ann also had her ears pierced by a friend after asking her to do so at her house.

#may you always remember the name Ann Lovett and her face #the fact she brought her own pair of scissors says so much and will stick with me forever #ann lovett #talking history #irish history #history of ireland #womens history #women in history #historyblr #histblr

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