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#the baby and the mom are always in our backyard and it's so nice to see them
moonlit-imagines · 3 months
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Headcanons for being Scott and Hope’s child (Hank Jr. Edition)
Scott Lang/Hope van Dyne x child!reader
warnings:
a/n:
prompt: anonymous: “Scott and Hope have a baby girl (reader). And everything seems to be fine, but somewhere from the age of five, it becomes clear that the reader is a complete copy of her grandfather Hank Pym, that is: she is incredibly smart, she loves ants (she can talk about them for hours), she also has problems controlling anger (she hit a guy in the face at school for saying that ant-man sucks), thinks that there is no one smarter than her and her grandfather, and she also transferred his sarcastic communication style and views on things and people around, for example, when she first met Tony, she said: "You can never trust Stark."”
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somewhere in the distant future a special kid was born
and that special kid had special parents and special grandparents
and those parents and grandparents were two generations of superheroes who saved countless lives (and, well, the world)
so it was no surprise to them that this next generation would be just as intelligent and caring as the ones before them
*cue a toddler with crayons in class*
“and then my grandpa asked the ants nicely to fly him to a bunch of different places and do all these cool things like move stuff around and like do other stuff” -you rambling on
“do you like anything besides ants?” -your teacher
“no” -you, continuing to draw ants on your paper
hank and janet were quite proud grandparents
and scott and hope, your wonderful amazing parents…couldn’t get enough of it
“honey, what about wasps? wasps are cool, right?” -hope
“no” -you
“she’s spending too much time with my dad” -hope
“well, he’s the only babysitter we’ve got since cassie got that new job” -scott
“oh, you mean our old job? yeah, miss those days where we could go flying around getting into trouble and beating people up” -hope
“well, you promised we’d retire so y/n wouldn’t end up with a childhood like yours” -scott
“y/n’s gonna want to be a superhero when they get older, arent they?” -hope
“let’s not think too far ahead. it might kill me” -scott
scott reads you his biography every night before bed
and you always giggle at the parts where your mom and grandpa bully him
“hey, not funny!” -scott
“so funny” -you
“dont get any ideas” -scott
“daddy, are you gonna get arrested again?” -you
“if i do it’ll be grandpa hank’s fault” -scott
you continued spending time with grandpa hank and grandma janet
and they spoiled the crap out of you
hank…got you an ant farm
“now you’re just being ridiculous, hank” -janet
“what? i’m just having some bonding time with my grandchild! hope never wanted anything to do with me growing up” -hank
once you started getting older, you wanted to hang out in grandpa’s lab allll the time. day and night
your parents hated it
“hey, think this one will suck us all into the quantum realm?” -scott
“it was one time!” -cassie
cassie was at hank and janet’s a lot, too, actually. they always wanted to help her with her suits and gadgets and all that
and make sure she had plenty of pym particles
“you have enough, right? here, take some more, i have plenty” -hank
“grandpa, please, i have more than enough, thank you” -cassie
“can i have some pym particles?” -you
“we can play with them in the backyard next time youre over” -hank
you draw new suit designs for cassie all the time
some of them she actually incorporates into her suits
and as you get older, you try to start designing more tech for her
“y/n is really scaring me” -hope
“why?” -scott
“just watch her and my parents together…they’re the same” -hope
“dear god, what have we done” -scott
“dad, look at this new pym particle powered weapon, i just finished the prototype!” -you
“okay, now i’m mad because where was this when i needed it!” -scott
“fifteen to twenty years too late” -hope
“we should have gotten together sooner” -scott
“i disagree” -hope
“wow, not even a pity agreement” -scott
asking your parents if they’ll get back into crime fighting
they said no
asking if you can get into crime fighting
they said no again
so you just kinda stockpiled all your ideas
and did everything you could to further your grandpa’s work
and help your sister
and keep your parents’ minds at ease (doesn’t really work)
and maybe one day you’ll be able to ride those ants and kick some ass like you always dreamed
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raya-hunter01 · 7 months
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Lights, Camera, Action! Pt. 10
Lights, Camera, Action!
Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Shantell)
Roman x Black Female OC! Tangela
Solo x Black Female OC! Sofia
Jimmy x Trin
Rating: 18+
Warning: Smut; oral, sex, fluff, defloration (Virginity) masturbation
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Summary: How do you keep it together as Smackdown’s production director and navigate your life as the girlfriend of Mr. Main Event Jey Uso.  Follow Shantell as she navigates her life as a girlfriend, sister, and confidant to the bloodline. Follow her on her journey to self-discovery of love and happiness.
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Pensacola, FL
Fatu Family Home
“You didn’t have to come, baby,” I said as Jey loaded the gifts in his truck. “I wanted to be here, I knew Mama my was gonna go all out for this and I knew all of it wasn’t gon’ fit in your car,” he said as we returned inside. Sandra was nice enough to throw me a small baby shower along with my mom.
I can honestly say I am surprised Sandra and my mom are getting along so well, but I sure will take that any day. Hopefully no more ass-whoopings in the pool anytime soon.
“Hey can I talk to ya’ll for a minute,” Jey said as he guided my mom and Sandra to the backyard. I wonder what that is all about as Trin gave me a glass of punch. “Girl don’t worry bout them, let’s cut a little rug,” she said as I smiled following her back into the living room.
Jey’s POV
“Oh, Joshua she is going to love it. It’s really beautiful,” my mom said looking at the engagement ring Trin had helped me pick out.  “You know I will always support ya’ll, all I ask is you do right by my baby,” Tanya said engulfing me in a hug.
“You know I will ma, I just hope she says yes, “I whispered as she laughed pulling away from me. “Boy, my daughter loves you. I know she’s going to say yes, and do the ugly cry,” Tanya said inviting my mother into our hug.
I tell you what, seven months ago I would have called anybody delusional if they would have said our mothers would be getting along. Now they are actually building a relationship, my mom actually helped Tanya move back here to Pensacola.
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Shantell’s House
Jey’s POV
“It’s yo daddy boy, come on kick,” I said talking to Shantell’s stomach as she laughed.  “Don’t wake the baby up, I wanna sleep tonight,” Shantell said closing her eyes as I grinned. “You know we have to have our late-night talks, let us bond woman,” I said grinning at her as she gave me a tired smile.  
“You gon’ be so crushed if it’s a girl,” Shantell said rubbing her stomach. “I would not, I would love my baby girl just the same,” I said pretending to be offended. “You know I’m kidding,” she whispered as I smiled at her. “I know it baby, but trust me we havin’ a boy,” I said confidently. “I will continue my neutral color purchases thank you,” she said smiling as we sat in silence as I rubbed her stomach.
These last couple months have been hard, but we are almost to the end.  After a few minutes of baby watching, I was rewarded with a strong kick against my face.  
Shantell’s POV
“Hey, man we waitin’ on you out here,” Jey smiled kissing my stomach as I ran my fingers through his hair.  “You’re going to be a great dad. You know that right?” I asked, unable to hide my smile looking at him talking to my belly. “We gon’ be great parents Shantell, it’s always us,” he said moving to lay beside me, kissing me gently on the lips.
I felt nervous for the future, especially with leaving my mom here in this house alone. Jey had been gradually moving my things into his house finally breaking down my walls about moving in with him. I knew whatever was to come, I hoped we would face it together head on.
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Pensacola, Fl
Joe’s House
“You like that baby;” I groaned thrusting faster as Tangela purred beneath me, I felt her legs shaking, fighting to stay wrapped around my waist. “What are you doing to me?” her strained voice cried as she pulled me closer.
 I growled, grabbing her throat, taking her in a possessive kiss. “I’m making love to my wife;  now tell me you like it,” I moaned moving my kisses to her neck as her nails clawed at my back.
 “Joe, I love it!  Don’t stop, please baby,” she moaned as I thrust deeper inside her.  “Oh, yea I’m deep in my pussy,” I confessed as I unwrapped her legs from around my waist, holding one of her feet in each of my hands as I went deeper.
Tangela’s POV
“Baby! You so deep, I can’t take it!” I cried as he wouldn’t let up his torture of pleasing me. “Fuck! Yeah, I know I’m deep, and guess what,” he moaned, snapping his hips harder as I screamed wrapping my arms around his neck.  
“I can go even deeper,” he growled as I felt myself falling even deeper into my pleasure. I pulled him to me, desperately kissing him before biting his lip as he growled thrusting even faster.
 “I want you to cum all on your Tribal Chief’s dick. Can you do that Chieftess?” he questioned, grunting never breaking his thrusts as he rolled us over with me now on top.
I gasped feeling him deeper inside of me from the new position. I began riding him slowly trying to adjust. “You never answered your Tribal Chief Tange, can you cum on this dick? Answer me, Tange,” his deep voice commanded as his breath hitched each time I bounced on his dick.
His voice so deep and commanding was making me lose control of myself as I began bouncing a little harder. The look of pleasure on his face as he bit his lip, panting almost painfully gripping my hips was making me even wetter.
 “Whatever you want my Tribal Chief,” I moaned as I raked my nails down his chest. “Yea, you gon’ give it all to your Tribal Chief.  Listen to that shit, you hear dat? My pussy talking loud and clear to her Tribal Chief,” he grunted as I continued to bounce on his dick faintly hearing the sounds of my wet pussy taking all of his dick desperately, awaiting the powerful release I knew was coming.
 “Fuck, you know I’m about to cum my Tribal Chief! “I exclaimed, moaning in anticipation as he smacked my ass. “Don’t talk about it, be about it. Give it all to me,” he growled sitting up, taking me in a demanding kiss.
"You can have it all!" I gasped as his arms embraced me, making me bounce even faster on his dick. “My Tribal Chief!” I gasped against his mouth, taking him in a desperate kiss as I felt him becoming even harder, never breaking our kiss.
“Yea, you gon give it to me good, ain’t you Tange? Cum wit me,” he encouraged as we both let go. “I love you, Joe!” I declared as I came undone in his arms. “Yea, there it is Tange, you my Chieftess,” he moaned groaning against my mouth as we came together. Minutes passed before either one of us said anything.
“I love you Tange, never forget that,” Joe whispered taking me in a loving kiss as I cried just feeling overwhelmed. “I love you too, but I don’t want to feel obligated to stay,” I whispered as he wiped my tears.
 “Obligated....Woman I ain’t going nowhere, you're perfect in every way. You were made just for me, and it ain’t for nobody else to understand but us,” he whispered as I laid my head on his shoulder as he caressed my back.
After the baby shower Joe and I grabbed a late dinner. I had made the mistake of going on Instagram after Joe had posted a picture of us on our dinner date. Some fans were nice, but a few had said some harsh things to say about me.  Apparently, I’m plain and shouldn't be seen on his arm. Some even pointed out my slight weight gain. I know Joe loves me but things like that can really damage a person’s self-esteem.  
“Baby don’t let them ruin our night, don’t even think about it” he whispered pulling me closer as I pushed the thoughts out of my mind as we just enjoyed being together.
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Beyoncé Renaissance Concert
Financial Ford Field Philadelphia, PA
Jey’s POV
“Bro! I didn’t think you were doing it tonight. Yes, you know we got you!” Trin all but screamed as I laughed at Jimmy covering her mouth. “Damn girl, he don’t want everybody to know what he bout to do,” Jimmy scolded as we were waiting for Shantell to come out of the bathroom.
“Sorry ya’ll the baby was sitting on my bladder,” Shantell said walking up to us just glowing, her belly swelled with our son. Only three more weeks and we could finally hold him. This was one of her Pre-push gifts, the show had been canceled months ago due to scheduling conflicts. It worked out right on time with the scheduling as we had a show last night here in Philly.
Shantell’s POV
Jey is acting really weird tonight, almost like he’s nervous about something. Then Trin and Jon movin’ kinda funny, my thoughts were interrupted as I saw the set.  “Holy Shit!” I exclaimed, taking in the arena and all the sights as people from all walks of life were there for one thing, to see Beyoncé do her thing. The outfits were fierce up in here and people were being themselves, letting it all out for the world to see.
I can honestly say Trin, and I were acting like teenagers as the guys were slightly vibing. I don’t know many dudes who would take their girl to a Beyoncé concert, act like her bodyguard, and vibe wit her. “Babe, where did you go?” I asked, turning around after not feeling his arms around me anymore.
“You live on Instagram?” I asked, smiling as I saw the light from Jeys’s phone as he smirked at me. “We out here ya’ll, this is one of my baby's pre-push gifts. Tell the people, hey and you too sis,” he said as Trin and I smiled and waved at the camera.
“Oh, shit this our part,” Trin yelled as we began singing to each other. “Get in formation wit ya’ll bad self,” Jimmy said hyping us up, laughing.
“Ok ladies now let’s get in formation; you know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation. Always stay gracious best revenge is yo paper,” we sang doing a little of the choreography as Jey flipped the camera back to him and Jimmy holding up their drinks.
“Ya’ll two stop flexing for the camera, and come dance wit us,” Trin shouted as Jey smiled. “Well, ya’ll heard my sister, I’ll hit ya’ll up later,” he said ending his live.  
Jey’s POV
“You ready tonight, Bro, it’s on you,” Jimmy said pointing at Shantell and Trin dancing. “Nervous as fuck, but I’m ready," I whispered as he laughed at me. “You know I got yo back bro, the skybox is almost done, and here is the ring, “he said slipping it in my hand.  
 “Hey, could you take our picture?” I asked a fan, who seemed happy to do so. We took a couple separate and group pictures. “Ya’ll, I got to pee again,” Shantell said as she shook her head in disbelief. The first interlude was about to start so we made our way to the restrooms.
“I’m sorry my bladder is controlling the night,” Shantell said as Trin laughed. “Don’t do my nephew like that, he’s nervous with all this loud music Trin said. “Then you shakin’ my baby with all that dancing, “I added as Jon and Trin laughed at Shantell shooting me a bird, rolling her eyes.
“Trin, you ain’t coming wit me?” Shan asked as she shook her head no about going to the bathroom wit me. “Ok, I think ya’ll up to no good, but I’ll let ya’ll have it though,” she said going to the restroom to relieve myself again.
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Trin’s POV
“We're going up to make sure everything is good,” I said as Jon ran to get some ice. “I can’t believe you posted that group picture on Instagram;” I laughed looking at his post. Jey was smiling big as hell, one hand holding up the ring box above Shantell’s head.
His other hand was on Shantell’s belly as Jon and I held one finger over our lips, signaling to keep quiet. The heading read “No better place than this to ask for forever, cause I’m dangerously in love wit you.”
 “You damn big sap, these folks going nuts on this post,” Jimmy said walking up looking at his Jey’s Instagram post.
“Now what if Shantell sees this,” I asked as Jey held up her phone. “I got this sis, just make sure they got the skybox done,” he said as I hugged him. "I got an idea, use this to cover her eyes," I said giving him the scarf from my outfit.  “What would I do without you Trin?” he whispered as I saw the apprehension in his eyes.
“She’s going to say yes,” I said reassuring him as he took deep breaths trying act normal as Jimmy and I went to the skybox.
Jey’s POV
I hope she says yes, I mean these last few months have been crazy, but one thing remains the same is that I love her. “Hey, where did they go?” Shantell asked coming out pushing her dress down a little further. 
“They are waiting for us upstairs, they upgraded us to the skybox,” I said quickly as she looked at me strangely as I walked around and put the scarf over her eyes. “What are you up to now?” she asked as I laughed.
“Nothing just humor me please,” I said leading her on the elevator. “You know this is kinda kinky, I mean sex in the elevator with me blind folded,” she laughed as I gently pushed her against the wall tasting her lips.
“I could take yo ass right here right now, don’t tempt me,” I growled kissing her again as she moaned pulling me closer before the elevator opened breaking up our moment.
Baby I love you
You are my life
My happiest moments weren't complete
If you weren't by my side
“Babe, I hear my favorite song hurry up,” she whined as I smiled leading her down the long walkway up to the skybox. She cheekily complained that her favorite song was going to be over before I got her to the skybox.
We finally made it as I got a quick chance to look around at the dim room lit by the flameless candles with rose petals everywhere.  It was truly beautiful; I felt my heart racing as I led her to the middle of the room as Trin was recording.
Beyonce’s voice, so powerful and clear was definitely increasing the emotion of the moment for everyone as I saw my mother in the corner bawling her eyes out taking pictures on her phone. I see Tanya smiling brightly at me leaning on Jimmy trying to hold it together as he whispered something to her.
Later on in my destiny
I see myself having your child
I see myself being your wife
And I see my whole future in your eyes
“Jey, I swear! If I miss the queen singing this song, I’m gon’ be mad as hell with you,” she said laughing lightly as I kissed her gently to shut her up.
I gave the signal to Jimmy as I dropped down to one knee, opening the ring box as he removed the blindfold from Shantell’s eyes.
Thought of all my love for you
Sometimes make me wanna cry
Realize all my blessings
I'm grateful
To have you by my side
Shantell’s POV
What is going on? I can’t think, as I see Jey on his knees gazing lovingly at me, I feel overwhelmed and still unsure as to what he’s doing. I looked around our mothers, this beautifully decorated candlelit room, and don’t even get me started on Beyoncé sangin' her ass off behind him.
I am in love with you
You set me free
I can't do this thing
Called life without you here with me
Cuz I'm dangerously in love with you
 I know he ain’t gon’ propose, I can’t breathe. Shantell calm yo ass down and breathe I thought placing my hand on my heart trying to get myself together. Jey, knowing me better than anyone could sense I was getting overwhelmed.
“It's ok baby, I got you,” he whispered, as I could tell he was even more nervous than before.
I'll never leave
Just keep loving me, the way I love you loving me
I am in love with you(i'm so in love)
You set me free
Oh my god,” I whispered silently crying as he gently took my hand. “Baby, what are doing?” I asked trying to control my tears but it was not working.
“I told you I wanted forever Shantell, I meant that. My life just don’t make sense without you in it.  “I want,” he started but paused for a second. I could tell he was overwhelmed himself trying to think of the right words to say.
“I need you here wit me. All this ain’t nothin’ if ya’ll ain’t wit me,” he said, his eyes never leaving mine trying to not let his own tears fall as he gently touched my stomach.
“I can’t believe you did all this,” I cried covering my face knowing I looked a hot mess.
I can't do this thing
Called life without you here with me
Cuz I'm dangerously in love with you
I'll never leave
Just keep loving me, the way I love you loving me
“Look at me baby,” he lovingly commanded as I tried to wipe my tears as he slipped the ring on my finger. “It’s always been you since the first day I laid eyes on you. Will you marry me, Shantell?” he asked, his voice breaking full of emotion as finally a few tears escaped his eyes.
Cuz I'm dangerously in love with you
I love you
I love you
I love you
“Sis! Wake up, this is really happening!  You betta nod yo head, or say something so we can plan this wedding!” Trin yelled as I laughed through my tears. Leave it to Trin to lighten the moment as I kneeled down taking his face in my hands.  
“Ask me again,” I whispered as he smiled kissing my hand. “ Shantell Johnson will you marry me?” he asked again, his eyes overtaking me as the love in his eyes shined so brightly. I nodded trying to find my words as his smile got bigger.
Dangerously
Dangerously
Dangerous...
Dangerously in love
With you...
I love you
“Is that a yes, tell me it is,” he pleaded as I finally found my voice.  “Yes! Yes!  I exclaimed through my tears. “A thousand times yes,” I whispered, crashing my lips against his as he wrapped his arms around me, lifting me into the air. I could hear the cheers in the skybox as the lights flashed off and on a couple times before staying off.
“She said yes! Congratulations Shantell and Joshua,” I heard Beyoncé say as the crowd cheered, without a beat she went back to singing.
I love you
I love you
I love you
Dangerously in love
“Wait did Beyoncé just congratulate us,” I asked against his lips as he smiled. “Don’t worry bout my connections, I got you,” he said kissing me again before we were pulled apart.
“Let me see the ring again!” My mom shouted as I hugged her. “How did you get here?” I asked, trying to fix my face which I knew was a mess from all the crying I had done. “My future son-in law worked it all out,” my mom said inviting Sandra over as she gave me a hug.
“I never knew my son was such a romantic, I’m really happy for ya’ll sweetie,” she said hugging me as I returned her gesture. “Ok, enough of all this crying! We at a Beyoncé concert, brother just got engaged. Man let’s turn up!” Jimmy yelled, popping a bottle of champagne as Jey walked over to me.
 “May I dance wit my wife now,” he said as I blushed. “Come on Hubby lead the way,” I said smiling as he took me in his arms.
“Man, I better be your maid of honor, I've been putting in work lately,” Trin said as I laughed at her. “You know you are sis,” I said continuing to dance with my soon-to-be husband…. Wow, Husband…. I could get used to that.
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Taraji’s POV
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Uceyjucey She said Yes!
Veiw all 2,560 comments
trinity_fatu Amazing night and proposal! I can’t wait to help plan the wedding. Love you both!
romanreigns Wait a damn minute, I don’t go out wit ya’ll one time and you get engaged! Congrats fam!
WWElover0900 Oh! She got that bed head, and a smile. My boy put a ring on it and tore that ass up last night. Congrats Uce!
Solosikoa Well, I would say welcome to the family, but you been family since day one my sister. I Love ya’ll and Sofia said she calls dibs on being a bridesmaid!
“What! I know he didn’t propose to this slut!” I screamed looking through the pictures and videos on Trin and Jey’s Instagram. “This can’t be happening, a baby, now engaged… This bitch stole my life,” I whispered looking through Shantell’s Instagram, but she rarely posts anything. Her last post was a picture of Jey lying on her stomach from months ago.
 “I think she’s ashamed of him, and he can’t see it,” I said as Tim laughed at me. “Girl, leave them folks alone. Shantell ain’t never really been a social media person because of crazies like your ass,” he said as I rolled my eyes ignoring him. “ I can reach him, I know it,” I said trying to convince myself that I could get Jey back.
“Ok, you gon’ get yourself killed, I can name five problems with your little plan to get Shantell outta the way,” he said smartly.  “What are they?” I asked getting irritated with him doubting me.
“The problems are Jey, Joe, Joseph, Jonathon and Trin. It’s so close to the end of her pregnancy, they are probably on her like white on rice,” he said as I sighed knowing he was right.  I had to let it go. It hurt me to realize it really was over as I finally broke down. My brother hugged me but also started stating the harsh truths and my mistakes.
“You and Jey tried sis, you cheated, and he moved on. You can’t be mad at that; Shantell is really nice and has gone through a lot. Doctors told her she would have a hard time conceiving children, this is her miracle baby,” he said as I looked at him trying to remain neutral. “How do you know that?” I asked as he gave me a hard look.
 “Look, I found out a lot when I was investigating Jey and her for you. She’s been through a lot, just let her be happy ok,” he begged as I let out a defeated long sigh. “I will try, it’s just so hard, she’s living my dream with him,” I cried as my brother nodded in understanding.
“You will be happy sis, you just gotta heal and let this mess go,” he said comforting me. For now, I will let it be, maybe one day I’ll find my happy ending. Maybe one day Jey and I will find each other again.
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Shantell’s POV
“Did we really get engaged last night,” I asked Jey again as he smiled brightly at me. I was still in shock as he held up my hand, showing me the ring on my finger.  “Oh, baby it’s real,” he whispered kissing my neck as I sighed turning on my side as his hand caressed my stomach.
 “I’m so huge,” I moaned as he smacked me on the ass. “No, you pregnant with our baby, and that’s all I wanna hear about it,” he growled against my ear entering me swiftly as I gasped at the intrusion.
“Mmhmm, I’m gon’ be in this pussy as much as I can, 'cause when lil man comes I can’t have you for six to eight weeks,” he groaned moving agonizingly slow inside me.
“Mhmm..You can have my mouth baby,” I moaned as he bit my ear, lifting my leg slightly, going deeper. “Oh, I plan on it and then some,” he moaned moving my hair to the side lightly biting, and sucking on my neck.“Baby, go faster,” I groaned at his slow pace.
“I don’t want to hurt you, or the baby,” Jey whispered turning my head slightly taking me in a gentle kiss. “Mmm.. We’re ok, the doctor said it was ok,” I moaned against his lips as he went deeper and deeper with each thrust.
I could hear the slight growl in his throat as he was trying to be tender and loving. “Josh, just fuck me…. Now,” I moaned, nibbling on his lip before attacking his mouth with mine as the little control he had was slipping slowly but surely.
“Shit! You want me to fuck you,” he growled against my mouth as I whimpered “Yes, Daddy,” his resolved crumbling as he snapped his hips as I began thrusting hard and rough inside me. “You wanted daddy’s dick rough huh,” he whispered against my ear as I groaned at his words and his control over my body.  
“Yes! I wanted it hard, and rough daddy!” I screamed as he took me harder “I’ll give it to you baby,” Daddy gon’ always give you what you want,” he moaned as my body was on fire. “Daddy, I’m so close,” I whimpered feeling that familiar tingling all over my body.
“Oh, I know, he taunted me grazing his thumb across my clit as I screamed in ecstasy. “Shit!  you feel so good!” I cried as he smiled against my mouth.
Jey’s POV
“Damn right it feels good, an ain’t nobody gon’ ever be able to do it like me, “I gasped as I felt her tightening around my dick. “Yea, give it all to Daddy,” I moaned as I felt her shiver with anticipation against me as I continued to thrust deeper inside her, playing with her clit, heightening her ecstasy and mine.
“Cum now Shantell, and you betta squirt all over Daddy’s dick,” I commanded as she came hard and fast on my dick. “Yeah, you always please Daddy,” I praised as I felt her relax against me trying to catch her breath. “That was amazing baby,” she moaned turning her body to face me.
“It's always amazing wit you,” I declared, just staring at her trying to wrap my mind around the fact she agreed to spend her life with me. "You know we gon' live happily ever after right?" I asked as she smiled and gently kissed me. "I know we are baby," she whispered settling into my arms.
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Smackdown
Shantell’s POV
“Hey, it’s time for the injury spot. Camera five and seven it’s all on you,” I said as they rushed to Jey’s dressing room, finding him laid out as Trin and Tamina were screaming for help. “What happened,” Paul asked as Trin got in his face angry.
“Roman and Jimmy happened!” she yelled as he jumped back. “Camera five focus on Jey, camera seven pace between the girls and Paul,” I instructed as I felt someone come sit beside me.
“Hey Montez,” I said smiling at him as he did a little goofy wave. “Hey beautiful,” he whispered, rubbing my shoulder. “Ok, we’re closing out the show on Jey being laid out and Paul looking angry. Get ready ya’ll, EMT workers coming in hot and fast,” I said, as they rushed in moving the girls out of the way.
“Your husband and Roman are in deep trouble, my main event is ruined," Paul said angrily as Trin rolled her eyes. “You don’t think I know that! He betrayed his own brother again; I don’t know how this happened?” Trin cried. “You know Roman got to him,” Tamina said rubbing her shoulder.  
“Until we settle this, you and Tamina are going to be sent home with Jey,” he said as the girls nodded in agreement. The cameras paced between Jey’s prone body and Paul’s worried face.
“Ok we’re off the air in 5,4,3,2,1,” I said looking at Jey laying there looking almost like he’s broken in half, with his limbs contorted. I hate it when he does that.
 I took my headset off as Montez smiled again at me. “Why are you smiling?” I asked. “Well, I love to see you work, you are so intense,” he said making me laugh. “Also, I came to see the new accessory on your finger up close and personal,” he added pointing to my engagement ring.
Jey’s POV
“What the fuck does he want?” I hissed heading towards them as Solo stopped me. “Bro, she accepted your marriage proposal. She loves you, ain’t nobody bout to fuck that up, trust her,” he said pointing at Shantell as I overhead what she was saying.
“Yea, I’m engaged,” she said smiling, making my heart race. “So, are you happy?” Montez asked putting his hand on her leg as I growled. “Chill out, bro,” Solo said as Shantell took his hand off her leg and patted his hand. “Yes, I’m very happy and I wanted to tell you Thanks, for being there when I was sick. Jey told me how you called 911 and helped, “she said giving him a hug.
“It was no problem, gotta protect my friends, right?” He asked as she smiled. “Yea we do, and my first friendship act is giving you Bianca’s number, she likes you,” Shantell said laughing at the shocked look on Montez’s face.
“Girl, don’t play wit yo boy, since when she like me?” he asks stuttering. “Since developmental, I think,” she said as he gave her his phone to log in Bianca’s number.
“See nothing to worry about, that woman crazy bout yo jealous ass,” Solo muttered walking away as I approached them.
“What’s up ya’ll,” I said trying to be polite to the guy, I mean he did help save Shantell after all.
Shantell’s POV
“Hey baby, Montez was just leaving,” I said trying to avoid any conflict. “Hey, I meant no harm,” Montez started as Jey cut him off. “Tez, I just wanted to say thanks for calling 911 and helping us that night. I was a real asshole to you,” Jey said as I tried to hide my shocked face. What the hell was goin’ on here?
“It's no problem, that’s what friends do,” Montez said holding his hand out to Jey for him to shake it.  “That they do man, that they do,” Jey said shaking his hand.
“So, I heard you gon’ to try the midwife deal,” Montez said trying to keep the conversation going. “Yea, I am but I’m scared to death,” I said frowning seeing Paul head my way. “Hey, where’s the fire?” I asked as Jey and Montez started taking down the monitors for me.
“I thought I missed you,” he said giving me a hug as laughed. “Paul you gon’ see me every week, the equipment is up in my office at home.  Zoom setup is done, and it’s going to be fine, “I said reassuring him.
“I’m used to you being here, it’s just going’ to be weird is all,” he said as I hugged him again. “Hey, two months will fly by before you know it,” I assured him as we finished cleaning up. My maternity leave starts tomorrow and I'm happy that Jey and I will be home for the next two months. Baby Fatu was officially on the way.
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One Week Later
Jey & Shantell's House, Pensacola, FL
Shantell’s POV
“Hey, I don’t want ya’ll to edit my video,” I breathed as I grunted through the pain, talking to our midwife. “What you talking about baby?” Jey asked, rubbing my back trying to help me through the contraction.
 “The clips we saw had music playing, looking so peaceful. They must have been faking, cause this shit hurts,” I groaned leaning back against Jey as he continued guiding me through the contraction.
“Baby, if anybody can do this, it’s you,” he encouraged kissing my temple as Trin came into our room. “Hey, we just got the pool set up in the foyer,” she said smiling at me as I waved at her. "Thanks sis,I said as she blew me a kiss before leaving the room.
 “Do you want to move to the pool Shantell?” Sofia asked as I shook my head no, grunting through another contraction as she was moving around the room.
 I can honestly say Jey has been here every step of the way and so has Sofia. When we talked about our fear of hospitals, Sofia helped us find a midwife and doula to help us out. “Let’s get you walking to progress this labor,” Connie our midwife said handing me my robe as Jey helped me up. “Can we have a minute?” Jey asked as everyone piled out of our room.
“I can’t do this babe, what if something goes wrong?” I cried in pain as Jey pulled me close. “Yes, you can, you are so strong Shan," he said wiping the sweat from my brow as I leaned on him for support through another contraction.
"Ok, happy thoughts. Do you remember what I told you the first time we were together?” Jey asked as I smiled in spite of the pain. “Yes,” I groaned trying to push through the pain as he breathed with me.
“What did I tell you baby?” He asked as I relaxed a bit thankful the pain wasn’t as intense as it had been a few moments before. “You told me I was yours forever,” I panted as he smiled lovingly at me. “You know what else happened that night, we made our baby Shantell,” he said full of pride rubbing his hand over my stomach as I nodded in agreement.
“We’re a family, and when he’s born what did I say was gon’ happen?” he asked his eyes never leaving mine. “We’re going to live happily ever after,” I whispered totally overwhelmed as he kissed me. “Damn right, now let’s do all we can to get him here safely,” he encouraged taking me in his arms as we began walking.
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Jey’s POV
A few hours later I needed a break, I couldn’t stand seeing Shantell in such pain. I’ve never felt more helpless in my life.
“Ya’ll so wrong eating, and Shan can’t hold nothing down,” Trin said pointing her finger at Joe and Jimmy. “Hey, we are eating it in the kitchen, not in front of her,” Joe said smartly as Tangela slapped him on the back of the head.
 “It’s the principle,” she said giving Trin a high-five. “How is Shantell?” Solo asked as I ran my hand over my face.
“She’s good as to be expected. She’s in a lot of pain and I don’t know what to do. I can’t help her, I just wish she would have gone to the hospital,” I confessed hearing Shantell groaning in the foyer. “You just be there for her, be her strength,” Sofia said rubbing my shoulder.
 “Joshua! Bring some ice up here,” my mom said as I could hear Ma Tanya talking Shantell through a contraction. “Hey, I’ll go back wit you,” Jimmy said as I smiled. “Thanks Uce, I could really use the support, “I said honestly as he followed me back upstairs. Shantell was now in the pool, the sun was setting, our windows allowed for a beautiful view.
I could see Shantell gazing out taking in the beautiful gulf as she was trying to focus. Our doula Rose was instructing her on meditating as she was rocking back and forth trying to center herself. “Good Job Shantell accept the pain, breathe through the nose and out your mouth,” Rose said waving me over to her spot beside Shantell.
Jimmy’s POV
 I ain’t never seen nothin’ like this.  Shantell’s contractions picked up really fast after we came back upstairs about an hour ago, and she’s finally pushing. My nephew was going be born any second, man the power of a woman.  Shantell looked so exhausted but was truly a superwoman right now.
“Ahhh! I can’t push no more! I ain’t got nothing left Josh,” Shantell cried as my brother seemed to slip into another gear.  He jumped in the pool with her, pulling her between his legs, holding her as she begged him to get out. “Josh, it’s going to be blood, and everything else in this pool,” Shantell said trying to get him out.
“Do you really think I care? I ain’t going nowhere, I can shower later. Let’s get lil Uce out,” Jey encouraged as my mom was feeding her ice while Tanya was keeping a cool towel on her head. They were all working well with the midwife and doula. I stood back out of the way but was ready to jump in to help if need be.
“Shit! Ring of fire, ring of fire! Ahh!! Sorry for cussing mama!” I Shantell screamed pushing through her pain as Jey rubbed her stomach, gently kissing her neck. “I know you in pain baby, do what you gotta do,” Tanya said almost in tears, I know it had to be hard for her seeing Shantell in pain. Hell, it's breaking me down myself.
 “Lil Uce, it’s time to come on out now. Yo mama is tired son,” Jey said as Shantell relaxed against him.
Shantel’s POV
I felt a slight pop on the last push as I leaned against Jey. “You doin so damn good baby, you got this,” Jey praised as my mom kissed my cheek.
“Stop for a second Shantell, I want you and Josh to reach down and feel Connie said. Reaching down I felt some hair “Is that him?” Jey asked looking at Connie smiling. “Yes, that’s the baby’s head,” she said as I felt overwhelmed and relieved at the same time. It was almost over, and I could hold him in my arms.
“He’s almost out,” I moaned against Jey’s chest as he held me tighter, I could hear the excitement in his voice. “Yea!  He's comin' baby, he waitin' on his mama to help him out. Let’s go baby,” he said not knowing his words were making me feel like a could run a marathon if needed.
“Holy Shit! This is crazy!” Jimmy exclaimed, squatting down beside us leaning over Jeys’s shoulder in amazement as I continued to push.
“Watch yo mouth boy,” Sandra said smiling moving to the opposite side of the pool with her phone taking her own pictures. “Sorry mama,” he muttered with a smile. “He’s right there sweetheart, you can do it!" my mom exclaimed trying to keep her tears at bay.
It was like the world stopped as I felt a huge release from my body as I fell against Jey. “Looks like you got your wish Mr. Fatu, It’s a boy,” Connie said as she placed our son on my chest. His strong cries filled the foyer as I heard the cheers from downstairs.
 “Yooo! You fuckin’ superwoman you hear me baby? You can do anything baby,” Jey praised against my neck hugging me tight as I tried to control my tears looking at this little miracle we made. “We did it, Josh. We did it," I whispered wincing at the cramping I was now feeling, but it was all worth it.
“You want to cut the cord daddy?” Connie asked as Jey looked at her nervously. “If I can,” he said as she guided his hand in separating our son from the cord that had gave him nutrients while he was inside me. “I love you so much, “he whispered kissing me as I sighed against his lips.
“I love you more,” I proclaimed, kissing him again before looking down at our son. “We been waiting on you Joshua, mommy and daddy love you so much,” I whispered kissing his little head rocking him in my arms. “He’s so beautiful sweetheart,” my mom said as Jimmy rubbed Jey’s shoulder.
"Are you ok Shantell?" Connie asked as she saw me wince in pain. "I'm having some cramping," I confessed as she nodded at me in understanding.  “Shantell, we got to get the afterbirth out, that’s why you're cramping. Daddy, can we have the pool?” Connie asked Jey as he complied, kissing us both before getting out.
“Josh, you wanna hold him?” I asked, smiling tiredly as he anxiously but carefully took our son and held him against his bare chest. Little Jousha molded perfectly into his dad’s arms, grasping his finger.  “You did good sis,” Jimmy whispered looking at his nephew in amazement in his brother’s arms. “Bro, he’s here,” Jey said, his voice breaking as he cradled him closer to his chest.  
“Bro, this my son,” he whispered, breaking down covering his face with one of his arms, almost hiding himself as Jimmy wrapped his arms around his twin and nephew gently. "You did so good baby, he's perfect my mom," said hugging me as I finally felt my body relaxing truly.
Sandra walked over to her boys, placing one hand on little Joshua’s head as Jimmy pulled her closer to them. After a few minutes of silence, she began praying in Samoan over them. This is truly a day I will never forget. Little Joshua was finally here, and I couldn't be happier. Every pain I felt over these last 15 hours has been worth it and I would do it again in a heartbeat.
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A Few hours Later
Joe’s POV
“So what’s this little guys name,” I asked caressing his little foot as Tangela held him. “His name is Josuha Edward Fatu,” Shantell said smiling as Aunt Sandra began crying. “You ok mama,” Jey asked as she waved off his concerns. “I’m good son, I just really miss your uncle sometimes. He always knew how to put me in my place,” she said as Jey laughed.
“I know he did,” he said winking at her as she smiled. “So, when is the wedding?” Trin asked taking little Joshua from Tangela.  “Guys I just pushed a baby outta my cookie jar, can we hold off about wedding plans. We ain’t even been engaged a month,” she said closing her eyes taking a deep breath as Jey laughed.
“Ya’ll heard the lady; we got plenty of time. Ya’ll just make sure you there when we tell you the date,” Jey said confidently.
Shantell’s POV
“It could even happen in a WWE Ring,” Jey said smartly as I rolled my eyes at him. “Nah, WWE ain’t bout to lights, camera, action our wedding. Not on your life Fatu, so don’t even think about it, “I said laughing at his antics.
“Hey anything can happen under them hot lights on a Friday or Monday night. Remember that’s how we met,” Jey said as I smiled in remembrance before kissing him. “Yea, I remember,” I whispered feeling so full of love for him, and our family.
I didn’t know what was next, but I knew this man was my soulmate, and I couldn’t wait to see what the future had in store for us.
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twice-inamillion · 9 months
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Twice’s Future?
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Chapter 191
(Story building)
Big changes occurring in the twice household.
After an enjoyable dinner, Jihyo announces a family meeting later in the evening. The members gather around the living room and fight for a seat on the couch. "Come on, find somewhere to sit. Hurry, hurry!" 
Momo and Chaeyoung rush to the floor, "Okay, we get it."
Jihyo starts the meeting by congratulating them on a good job well done. The members share their experiences with the comeback and provide each other with feedback. Laughs are shared as the members joke around with each other and look forward to their next tour. 
"Okay, quiet down. I want to talk to you girls about something serious." The members look at Jihyo with a serious faces and wonder what she has to say. "Okay, we know the upcoming world tour is approaching, and we will be very busy. That means we are going to be abroad for long periods of time, and it's going to be difficult to take the kids with us. For the Korean and Japanese shows, I can ask my mom to watch over the kids if we need to since it's okay a few days at a time, but when it comes to the North American and part two of the Asian tour, it's going to be difficult to manage. Oppa and I talked about it and about asking…" 
"Mina interrupts Jihyo before finishing her sentence and says, "I think my mom would be more than happy to watch over the kids. She always calls and asks when we will visit, so it might be nice for them to see their grandparents."
Chaeyoung raises her hand and says, "I think my mom would be willing to watch over them too. She volunteers at the local nursery school my brother, and I used to attend, so I think she might be more than happy to watch over the kids."
Jihyo has no words and begins to tear up because her members beat her to the punch. "I don't know what to say, I was hesitant to ask you all, but I'm so happy to have wonderful members."
The Mina and Chaeyoung stand up and hug Jihyo, "You know that we are all family; we need to help each other out." The rest of the members stand up and join in on the hug, with Sana and Nayeon grabbing the rest of the member's butts. 
"Who's touching my butt" yells Tuzyu. The members laugh when they hear Sana giggle with her hand on Tzuyu's butt. 
With everything settled down, Jihyo moves on to the next topic. "I want to congratulate Sana on her one-month pregnancy." The members clap their hands and congratulate Sana as she stands up and shows off her belly. "Sana unnie, you're belly is still flat," says Tzuyu, which makes the members laugh. "Not for long; just give it a couple of weeks, and it will start to show." 
"Okay, okay, let's continue to the next topic," says Jihyo.
"With the babies growing up quickly, they will need a room they can share eventually. The mommies have a room on their own, but most of you share rooms with each other. With Sana being pregnant, she will need her own room, but we don't want to move anyone and share a room with three members. So oppa and I talked about getting a bigger house," giving you a look to continue.
"Yes, Jihyo and I mentioned that building a house from the ground up is easier than searching for a house that fits our needs. This means we can have a custom home that will meet our requirements, like individual rooms for each member and other ideas you might have. Obviously, this will require time, and we must find a suitable location to build the house. I told Jihyo that the best option would be purchasing a large plot of land and our home. What do you girls think?"
You can see the excitement in the mommies' eyes, "So that means we can have a backyard for the kids?" asks Dahyun.
"Omg, yes! Our own room!" yells Chaeyoung with enthusiasm. 
"I want to have a pretty room for me and the baby," says Sana.
"That sounds like a great idea," says Nayeon, who was trying to hide her excitement. 
"Okay, if everyone agrees, then I want to get an idea of your preference for what you want for the house."
"I want a big backyard for the kids and a music room!" yells Dahyun.
"I want a big kitchen and a pool," says Momo.
"A gym is a must," says Jihyo. Everyone gives Jihyo a side-eye and laughs. "What? How are we supposed to keep our figures after having babies if we don't get back into shape, which makes everyone ultimately agree. 
"I want a game room for my games and build my legos," says Mina. 
"I'm fine with having my own room and a house that allows for privacy," says Nayeon, to which other members agree. "Nayeon unnie is right, having privacy" is a priority, says Tzuyu. 
"Ohh, what if we have a separate house for visitors like our parents," says Mina. "That's a great idea, Mina," says Jihyo. 
Chaeyoung, who tries to be sneaky, says, "We should have a secret room for us, you know, like a breeding room," says under her breath. The members turn around and smack Chaeyoung until they hear their maknae say, "Then oppa can breed us all night!" with an enthusiastic voice. 
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. We can talk about that later," says Jihyo.
"Okay, I got a jest of what you all want. I've talked to Samantha, and she recommended someone that helped with her bathhouse. I'm going to get in touch this week with both of them and visit a couple of locations. If everything works out, we might be able to enjoy our house real soon." 
Mina says, "We trust you, Oppa. Let us know if you need anything from us, either money or support." 
"Same! If you need money, I can ask my mom to wire some from my offshore accounts," says Tzuyu. 
"Wow, Tzuyu, you must have a lot of money." 
"Haha, it's part of my inheritance from my parents. If Oppa needs it, then my money is his money."
"It's okay; I have some saved up, but I'll ask if anyone is willing to cooperate once everything is set," you say.
The meeting ends on a positive note, and the members play games in the living room as you head back to your room. With your computer and notes, you write down potential locations for your future house. 
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You have been visiting multiple locations the past few days with your agent and Samantha. Every time you visit a location, you FaceTime Jihyo to get her perspective, but every time she rejects it. Either its too small, she doesn't like the environment, or she can't see herself living in that area. The three of you try your best to fulfill your requirements, but at this point, you might as well stay where you are currently at. 
But today is a new day, and your agent, Minji, has sent you an address of a plot of land that she believes meets all of your requirements and has some unique features. The three of you drive early in the morning to take a look, and when you arrive, you automatically think, "We found it." 
You pull out your phone and immediately call Jihyo, "Good Morning, babe; sorry to wake you up this early, but I think we found it." 
"Are you for real?"
"Yeah, just got here less than 30 minutes ago, but from what I can see, it's our future home."
"I'm so happy. Send me some pictures or FaceTime me right now." You do a walkthrough of the property, but watching it from your phone versus being there in person is a completely different experience. "Minji said that she can take a couple of videos on her drone and send it to you later today."
"That sounds great."
"Jihyo, you should come and see it in person; I think you'll love it."
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bigdumbbambieyes · 8 months
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happiest of birthdays to my bub, my best friend and twin flame, @hephaestn 🤍
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“I had a dream,” Billy murmurs into Steve’s sleep-warm skin, his cheek pressed to a firm shoulder as they cuddle in the early morning.
His boyfriend is still rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he replies in an equally soft voice, “Yeah?”
Because Billy doesn’t dream much anymore, not after what happened in the summer of 1985 — and if he does, it’s usually a nightmare of gore and monsters that has Steve shaking him awake.
“Yeah,” Billy whispers, wrapping an arm around Steve’s waist to gently and easily move his pretty boy onto his side to pull him closer, so Steve’s back is to his chest, “You were in it.”
“I was?” Steve smiles as he glances over his shoulder, their eyes meeting easily.
A nod is all Billy gives him, and a kiss to his shoulder, because he loves the way Steve looks when he wakes up. Soft.
“What was it about?” Steve murmurs, facing forward again while sliding his hand under the blanket to trail his fingertips along Billy’s forearm, smoothing his palm across the back of Billy’s hand, where it rests over his heart.
Billy goes quiet, for a moment, as he thinks of his dream. He tries to remember the details as he really begins to wake up, tries to grasp at the dream before it can slip away.
“I was a kid again,” he begins quietly, his mouth pressed to Steve’s shoulder, “At my old house, in California. My mom always used to plant rows of sunflowers in the backyard and they always grew so tall—taller than the fence,” A soft smile graces his face as he recalls it, “And in my dream, it was a warm day. The sun was shining and I was staring up at the sunflowers when I felt you stand next to me. You were a kid, too, and you pushed my shoulder and yelled ‘tag!’ then ran off laughing.”
Steve huffs a tiny laugh at that, clearly imagining it now, too.
Billy’s smile grows into a grin, comforted to know that Steve isn’t thinking about how weird he is for dreaming such a thing, “I ran after you and we chased each other through my mom’s garden under the sun, laughing, until I took your hand and lead you into the sunflowers, where we found the secret raspberry bush that my mum planted for me when I was a baby. I ate raspberries there every summer, until she…she…”
His throat closes up a little, because while he’s done a lot of healing with his mother’s abandonment, it still catches him off guard sometimes. Steve squeezes his hand gently, reassuring him quietly while asking, “Did we eat the raspberries?”
Billy nods, his mouth softened into that tiny smile again, “Yeah. We picked them and put them on our fingertips, ate them one at a time. And then we collapsed onto the grass in the backyard and talked, about something I can’t really remember, but I remember the way the grass left marks on your face and how our fingertips were stained pink. We laid there for a while and promised to be friends forever and then my mom called us in for lunch and then…then I woke up.”
They let the dream float in the air between and around them for a moment, soaking it in, imagining it in their minds as they cuddle.
“That’s a nice dream, baby,” Steve finally murmurs, thoughtfully thumbing over the back of Billy’s hand slowly before looking back at him again with his big, earnest eyes, “I wish I’d known you when we were kids.”
The sentiment is sweeter than the raspberries in his dream. It brings tears to his eyes as he whispers, “Me, too.”
Steve makes a soft sound at the sight of tears, eager to soothe because then he’s turning around in Billy’s arms to press him down onto their mattress, their lips meeting in a kiss as gentle as the sunlight.
Billy clings to him, because even if he didn’t have Steve when he was younger, at least he has him now.
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sugarsfics · 1 year
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Messing Around In IKEA
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Summary: Your pregnant with your second child, with your husband Steve. You have recently moved into a new house. Time to get furniture at the best store there is IKEA. 
Trope: Dad!Steve x Mom!reader 
A/N: I have never been in an IKEA store before :/ so bare with me. Also sorry I thought this posted yesterday and it didn't
Warning: BIG FLUFF, kissing 
Word count: 1.0k 
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The Harrington Clan pulled into the big blue store IKEA. “blue” your son Grayson said “Yes baby it is blue good job” your husband said. Grayson squealed at the praise his dad gave him. Steve pulled into a parking spot, turn off the car then quickly got his carbon copy, Grayson out, “no I want to go with mommy” Even though he was Steve’s twin he is the biggest mommy boy there is, that scared you and Steve a little bit because you weren’t sure how he was going to reattract when the baby comes. After he put Grayson into the cart, he helped you out of the car “My wife” he said taking your hand to help you out “My husband” you said back giving him a kiss, even after years of being with each other your kisses still make him blush. “hi mommy” Grayson chirped “Hi my baby” you said kisses his forehand “My boys ready” you asked “Yes” Grayson eyes went huge coming closer to the store “big” he mumbled. The store was huge, long, tall aisles, many displays, many colors. This was going to be hard.  
“Ok where should we start first” Steve asks “Ummm......let’s look for the living room” You had in mind what you wanted a nice big couch to fit all your friends and family, you and Steve want a big family and the house you just brought was going to be your family house. It was a beautiful house it was a light gray with white windows and a lovely porch, 2 story house with 5 bedrooms, a nice big backyard with a pool. It was on the outside of Hawkins, Steve wanted a fresh start and a clean slate to his name, but always wanted to be near his friends just in case they need anything. The gang love coming over at your old place, the harrington house was always so cozy and welcoming, and Grayson loved his aunts and Uncles, especially Uncle Will.  
You had some furniture from your old place but the living room is ten times bigger so you need a new couch to match with your old lounge chairs. Grayson was getting fussy in the cart “down Grayson wants down” he started talking in third person a month ago “Ok hang on "Steve told him as he stopped the cart and brought him down “Hold mommy’s hand ok” he nodded and grabbed your hand “mommy hand” you kept walking till you were met with couches “wow that is a lot” you said row and rows of couches were in front of you, so many colors, shapes, and size. “This is going to be harder than I thought” after spending a good 20 minutes looking at couches “Ok this is not working” Steve said “We need a new strategy” he continued. He grabbed Grayson and walked up to a couch and plopped down on it “STEVE” you pointed at the sign Please no seating on the displays “It says no sitting we are laying down” “Steve” “We need to find out of comfortable the couches are because it will be in our house forever and I don’t want an uncomfortable couch so” he patted the spot next to him “Come sit let's find our couch” 
Every couch you sat on Steve and Grayson made a pros and cons list “This one is very big, but it feels like carboard” “This one is cool but as sharp corners, and we don’t need them hurting you or the baby” “blue” Grayson said for every blue couch he sat on. At about the hour mark of sitting on couches there was a light gray big couch that got your eye “Let’s try this one” Steve helped you off the yellow couch you were sitting on the you waddle on to the light gray one. “Oh, this one is nice” he said “Just imagine movies nights on this” “I am going to 100% fall asleep on this” “It goes with our chair too” “I think we found it” he said smiling at you. Grayson wasn’t making a sound which scared both of you so you quickly looked over at him “Just like his daddy” you whispered he had fallen asleep mouth open on the couch “I think he likes this one” Steve giggled “He looks so comfortable makes me want to take a nap” you leaned your head on Steve admiring you son as he rubbed your belly “I can’t wait to have our house be filled with little Harringtons” he whispered into your ear while kissing your temple “Me too” you sigh  
You don’t remember how it happened, but you were suddenly woken up by a worker “Excuse me um... You're not supposed to be sleeping let alone on the displays” “I'm so sorry it was just such a nice couch and-” “Don’t worry about it this happens all the time would you like to purchase the couch” “Yes please let me wake up my husband” you shook Steve which startled him “What happened” you nodded toward the work “Time to buy the couch” “Oh ok” They wrote down our information and were going to deliver the couch to the house. After paying Steve scooped up Grayson and brought him to the car, he buckled him in then kissed his forehead. He walked over to your side seeing you struggling to get in “I told you, you can’t be getting up and down on things without help” “But you were busy with Grayson and I didn’t want to be a burden” “Babe you are my wife the mother of my kids literally carrying my second child into you there is no way that you are a burden you are my everything” he said sweetly kissing your lips then bring you into the car “Now let's go home I am beat from couch finding” You walked into the house and remember “Babe we didn’t find a dinning set or anything else we needed” 
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Hi there! Happy Sunday. I was wondering if you had any single!dad Derek fics? Thanks so much. :)
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Hi I was wondering if you happened to know any Single dad Derek fics, preferably with Sterek but I'm open to any pairing. Thank you, loyal fan for quite some time still can't thank you enough for what you do.
I sure as heck do, anon and @niallloverontheloose!
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hot dads doing chores near you by bleep0bleep
(1/1 I 1,235 I General)
Derek finds the camera on accident.
* “Why is there a camera inside the teddy bear you bought for Zoey?”
Cora laughs. “Oh, that, it’s just a nanny cam, silly!”
“Why would Zoey need a nanny cam?” Derek grits his teeth. “I’m home with her all the time.”
“Exactly–I mean, exactly, you’re always home with her! You should go out, and that’s why I got it for you. So you can check up on any potential sitters, big brother.”
“But why was it on?” Derek asks.
(Less Than) Practical Magic by MizEmily
(1/1 I 3,555 I Mature)
Stiles feels a moment of elation that Derek knows his name. One moment of pure, unadulterated bliss. And then Derek is grasping his arm and dragging him away from the other partygoers into the cool, quiet kitchen of the Mahealani home. He has no idea what’s going on, but from the scowl on Derek’s face and the near-crushing grip around his bicep, he gathers it’s not going to end with them making out against the fridge.
Or: the one where Stiles is a stage magician who uses actual magic, and Derek is a secret werewolf who thinks Stiles has been sent to kill him.
I’ve Been Dreaming by 42hrb
(1/1 I 4,116 I Teen)
The Sterek Enchanted AU no one asked for
Stuck On a Puzzle by almondsorbet 
(2/? I 6,247 I Teen)
“Derek Hale,” the guy says.
“Sorry,” Derek answers, “have we met?”
The guy laughs like Derek told a joke, “I’m Stiles, Mr. Stiles.” He looks over at Lia and holds out his hand. “And you must be Amelia, nice to meet you.”
A Wild Heart's Desire by mikkimouse
(1/1 I 13,410 I Teen)
If there's one thing Stiles Stilinski knows, it's that Deputy Derek Hale absolutely Does Not Like him. The only reason Derek even tolerates him is because their kids are worryingly codependent.
So Stiles is understandably confused when a very feral Derek shows up in his backyard after a call gone wrong and proceeds to move in with him.
Somewhere I Belong by heartsdesire456
(1/1 I 30,895 I Teen)
When Stiles got an interview for an internship at Fangs & Fur magazine, the publication owned by the well known and widely respected alpha Talia Hale, he never expected it to be offered an actual job by Alpha Hale herself. He also never expected for his life to change so much after he met the man whose department he was assigned to.
Stiles was not prepared for Derek Hale's cub, either.
our lives are changing lanes by grimm
(1/1 I 47,537 I Explicit)
There's a lot of screaming going on inside the first house Stiles visits. He isn't really worried, because it sounds like kids, but then the door opens and hi, says his dick, because the dude in front of him is gorgeous, built like a god with a face like thunder. Stiles wants to lick that solid jaw line. Hold the fuck on, says his cop brain, because the dude's got kids hanging all over him; one's on his back, skinny legs looped around his waist, and another two hanging off one arm, toes barely brushing the ground. There's a tubby toddler clinging to his leg like a koala, and he's got a baby tucked into the crook of the one arm that doesn’t have kids hanging off it. Stiles' mouth drops open.
"How many of those kids did you kidnap?" he asks before he can wrangle his brain into submission.
The man gives him a look that says what the fuck is wrong with you and snaps, "You think I'd subject myself to this on purpose?"
"Oooh," says one of the kids hanging off his arm. "I'm telling Mom."
End of the Road and Back by UnstableIntention (BeneficialAddiction)
(29/? I 79,245 I Teen)
Home from college for the summer to keep an eye on his father's health, Stiles takes a job babysitting for one of the Sheriff's new deputies. While taking care of five-year-old werewolf triplets is a challenge in its own right, it’s their dad that really has Stiles tied up in knots. Hired specifically with the Hale family reunion in mind, he only has the summer to decide if he can survive the trip to the end of the road and back.
Past, Present, and Future by Code_Zackary
(24/60 I 182,513 I Mature)
Deputy Derek Hale has just become a single parent, after adopting abandoned five-year-old Isaac Lahey, and drowning in his new responsibilities as a father, and Alpha. Add the babysitting of his new rookie partner, Jackson Whittemore, and the weight of his past bubbling to the surface, Derek isn't sure how he's going to keep his head straight.
Meanwhile, Stiles Stilinksi returns home to Beacon Hills to give his son, Scott Stilinksi, a better quality of life. However, raising a werewolf pup, as a human, is something he struggles handling on a daily basis. Stiles wishes nothing more than to find a werewolf willing to show his son "the ropes", so Scott can fit in with all the other pups come the first day of Kindergarten. But where would he ever find a werewolf willing to help a human?
When the two meet, their struggles in life will come to the forefront, as the loners become an invaluable support system for each other, and build a unique Pack all their own.
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In California we are doing a home exchange. The family stayed at our place over Christmas and now we are at their place. Their very nice home is five minutes from my SIL's house. It happens to be another Transracial family - Rage against the Minivan - a mom and four teenagers. One adopted from foster care, one from Haiti and two biological. It's nice to see a family that looks like ours. Baby boy keeps pointing at the teenage boys pictures and saying "that's me." Very cute. I found her book on a shelf and read it while here. Typical mom influencer stuff but still nice to read another TRA mom's viewpoint. I don't think I could share my kids stories so freely but she seems to have bought this very nice, five bedroom + pool home with her earnings. So it certainly has its benefits. The house has everything on remote controls/electronic. A little too nice for my preference considering I'm still afraid baby boy is going to destruct everything. It's been too cold to swim but the large attached hot tub's been great. Baby boy jumps in to his hearts content for hours.
Seeing the pictures also makes me excited for my kids being teenagers. These four kids seem to all like each other - of course hard to know via social media. The house is the perfect size for four teenagers.
I'm realizing NYC life is difficult for baby boy. Relatively speaking we have a large apt - including a long hallway he can run down. We are at the park everyday the weather allows. However because crowds cause him to unregulate parks aren't always ideal. He needs a backyard he can run around in. I think I am going to take an online heavy work course through the OT butterfly. The increase in his subsidy is nicely coming at the same time I'm realizing he needs more services. Not that we wouldn't have paid for it anyway but its appreciated.
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Emily ran into her friend/classmate/crush Kiran outside. Kiran was wearing a blue and purple sari and had their hair down.
Emily: (blinking) Kiran hey, what are you doing here? And is that a sari?
Kiran: Yup. And I’m here for my cousin Aditi’s wedding. They’re having the reception at her house.
Emily: Oh okay, you look nice. It’s a good difference from your jeans and a sweatshirt or t shirt. Not that you don’t look nice in that too because you do. (Emily blushes).
Kiran: (smiling) Thanks, it’s my mom’s sari and it looked so pretty and matches with my hair a bit, so I asked her if I could wear it. (Grinning) I also wore her makeup and my contacts just to feel extra fancy for the event.
Emily felt shy seeing Kiran look so pretty, but asked them if they wanted to come over to the house. “My great-grandma won’t mind.” She added. “Sure.” Kiran said. “Let me just go to Aditi’s house, it’s like two houses over from here, and change and I’ll be right back.” Emily nodded. Kiran came back fifteen minutes later wearing jeans and a Flaming Llamas jersey and their glasses back on and their hair in a half bun. Kiran looks nice like this too Emily thought automatically, and then tried to shush her brain from any more comments.
Emily sat with Kiran in the backyard. “I like your mehndi too.” She said, smiling. “Thanks.” Kiran said. “My auntie did it for me and my brother. Did you ever get it done?” Emily grinned. “One time, for my mom's friend Iman's shaadi. My older siblings took me and my cousins to their mehndi artist and I felt so fancy.” Kiran smiled. “I bet you looked so pretty, Em. Also, Safiya and Amir right? I think you told me that their amma used to be married to your mom.” Emily nodded, trying not to blush too much at Kiran's compliment. “Yeah, they had Saf and Amir and then mom had me with my mama Tess, and their amma Amira has Anjali and Mariela with her husband.” Kiran’s eyes widened. “Mariela told me you were like a sister to her, but I didn’t think she meant a half sister once removed or is it step half-” They cut themselves off, furrowing their brows and Emily smiled. “I know, it’s confusing as heck for me too, I just consider them as like my half-ish sisters.” She said. “Plus, Anjali’s like a fun older sister who let's me in on her pranks, and Mariela and I have been friends since my mom used to take me to their house to see Saf and Amir, she’s like having a twin sister and she’s sweet and funny. Plus, Amira and Emilio are nice, they’re always asking me about school and soccer and my moms and how I'm doing.” She rambled. Kiran smiled. "That's so nice, Em." They said.
Emily and Kiran continued talking, and Emily told them about Piper and Cam too. "I love Pie, but she and Cam are so cheesy together." Emily said, smiling. "But Cam's cool, you'd like her. She likes that band I told you about, the Chained Llamas, and she has short choppy hair and she's so cute and she has this way of focusing just on you when you talk and her eyes are this pretty warm brown." Emily admitted in a rush. "I mean I know she doesn't like me like that and sees me as a baby cousin, and she's way older, like 17 but my brain is putting me in crush mode." She added. Kiran nodded, although Emily thought she saw their eyes darken a bit. So, Kiran is crushing on Emily too, but their parents are also like you can't date til you're 14 and we meet the sim. It did make Kiran a little jealous to hear about Emily's crush on another sim.
Random mildly embarrassing backstory: Just like Emily, when I was 12 I was crushing on a 16/17 year old girl in my school (we were 6th grade to 12th grade). I remember she would make a playful remark about me being a bookworm when she'd see me in the main office reading a book and in my 12 year old brain I was like “😱😍 OMG, it's like our thing!” and that she noticed me and now I feel sheepish because duh she didn't like me that way but at that age you're all like in crush mode and just happy that your crush acknowledged you in some way. 😅 I based Emily's crush on Cam from that memory.
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Dhaaruni, I hope it's ok if I vent for a moment in your askbox but it just keeps angering me and like, given the various circumstances of my life, the thing that gets me about young women and girls these days wanting to be wives so their husband pays for everything and they magically hold zero cares in the world is like.... Have you ever even Been There? [1]
No extra money of your own because it's in a joint account so it's for Everyone or No One? Cleaning the house, doing the laundry, cooking meals, etc.--something you will be expected to do as the Unemployed Person! Even if "hubby" never says so explicitly I guarantee you he's been raised to anticipate some woman always being there to fulfill his needs and keep house--can only fill up so much of your time. For example, I can sweep and mop up half of a house and wash up a load of laundry in 2 hours. Wow! How efficient. Except gee, what to do next? The other half? Bake a loaf of bread or a batch of cookies? (I do enjoy baking and cooking but it's still work!) Another odd load of laundry? Oh wait. There's so many things to watch on streaming services! Books to read! Maybe I'll finish up my painting!! Except when do you feel justified to take time like that when a full time job is from 8 to 5, and you can get so much done is so little time? [2] [Wow, finally tumblr is cooperating with me! Last one!] Oh but wait! Childcare. Childcare is a whole new ballpark. Have fun communicating with a wee screeching thing for anything from hunger and thirst, to outside playtime, oh no the favorite blanket is missing, and so on. It's not frustrating or maddening at all! Bonus points if you find yourself hit in the head by any object the baby/toddler can throw at you, and no amount of, "No, we don't throw. That's not nice. That hurts." will stop it! You just have to take it and hope that someday it'll finally click before you're the one screaming and throwing things in the backyard. And that's one little piece of childcare! You have to factor in meal planning for picky tastes but also ensure a balanced diet lest you constipate or give them diarrhea to kingdom come! Blowouts and diapers so sodden with urine they explode just by removing clothes! Tantrums and when they realize they can't throw something at you, they will scream right in your ear! Etc.! (I know it's Controversial ig but David Lynch nailed it with Eraserhead. Parenthood is that messy and messed up, This Be the Verse, etc.) Like this is well and truly what makes me wonder about girls and women wanting this. It gets old. I'm not saying a job as a cashier or barista is gonna fulfill my life or wouldn't be as mind-numbingly soul crushing. But it would actually pay bills! It would be more than the paltry change I'm granted as a full time nanny right now! Yes, I work 10.5-12 hours a day and I'm way below the poverty line! But ig I ought to be happy bc childcare isn't real work somehow? Or that it's solely my money? Except I can't afford much of anything without risking overdraft hmm. Which ig is why minimum wage looks better where I'm at! Terrible, right? Because even that tiny sum is an improvement for me. Like I'm part of a long, long line of unemployed, unmarried, childless women being made into cheap and convenient childcare! So the return to tradwife bimbo whatever bullshit makes me livid constantly. I cried so many times reading The Feminine Mystique bc while Betty Friedan didn't write it with someone like me in mind--I got my degree! I've never wanted kids! Sure I never planned out future education or found employment in my field, but this wasn't my choice!--, I can relate all too well! And all these girls and women wanting to go back?? Please please please READ The Feminine Mystique! I don't know a single woman that would take my place much less choose to be a stay at home mom even if money wasn't an issue! Because shockingly if women are human beings, our lives don't end at motherhood and homemaking! Crazy concept, right?
You're completely right, and I think you'll appreciate this post from @mini-wrants with @sprinkledsalt's addition.
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rudi-is-rudi · 1 year
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goodbye 2022
a look back at 2022 ~ 
I’ll remember this year as the year that I was laid off and had to do a lottttt of maintenance on my inner world. I thought that being in one place, not moving around, and finally settling down a bit would bring me peace and clarity and honestly - even though it sounds cliche - like the world was my oyster and lots of fun endeavors were waiting for me. That all changed when 3 weeks into 2022 I was laid off from my job: The foundation on which my false sense of security rested upon was pulled out right from underneath me. Even though it was terrible and lame and annoying and stressful, I still managed to do a hell of a lot of fun and cool things this year - of course, with my amazing partner by my side. Here’s some of the highlights as I look back: 
1. We got to experience PA winter in full swing! It snowed a few times and we cozied up in our new place at the beginning of the year. I think there were even some fun photo shoots in my underwear dancing around in the snow in our backyard?
2. Sean got me a Tiffany’s necklace for vday and I got him gold roses - quite boujie I’d say! We always spoil each other and this year was no different. And we had a super fancy dinner in Philly, got a free entre, and free dessert! Just our luck.
3. For Sean’s bday we fulfilled his one request - eat lots of different cakes! I think we got 5 or 6 slices of cakes from Paris Baguette and enjoyed every bite. And lottery tickets. Lots. And Lots. Of lottery tickets.  
4. I started writing movie reviews and turning them into youtube videos! It was fun for a little while.. I thought with all of my thoughts and ideas i’d be able to sustain a channel long term but that sh*t is a lot of work and in the end it wasn’t for me. HOWEVER, I did continue to make youtube videos all year - mostly doing nails which have gotten better and better all year long.
5. Living closer to home paid off. We got to spend a lot of time with my family this year. Going to the butterfly garden for my mom’s bday stands out as a highlight as well as shopping with her at Suburban Square, going to my cousin’s wedding, and seeing each other on every major holiday. I used to despise family gatherings, and now I cherish them deeply.
6. My sister was pregnant the first half of the year and I got to go to Florida to throw her a baby shower with my mom and our extended family. It was such a wholesome and fun trip. Usually the Florida sun and humidity isn’t my thing but I thoroughly enjoyed walking to the beach and experiencing being with my Grandma. 
7. We went to ITALY! Even if Japan didn’t open its borders to tourists just yet, we still made international travel happen and it was very romantic and fun. Especially Venice - what a gorgeous city, the canals, Doge Palace, aperol spritz and the fancy 10-story walk-up airbnb. We walked like 10 miles a day and throughout Venice, Florence, and Milan we stumbled upon all different kinds of hidden gems (the alchemist’s lair being very memorable, and the view from the top of that hill near our airbnb where i cried lol). The food was a solid 6.5 out of 10 (lol) with shining stars like the sandwiches in Florence and the lows being Cibreo -_- . Sean is an amazing travel buddy and makes anywhere feel like home.
8. We got more tattoos! I think Sean got 6 tattoos?! I got 2 new ones. And counting!
9. We had some solid exercise habits that started by going to the gym together like 4-5 times a week from January through May! We fell off the wagon, then got back on with Peloton, then fell off again. Lol
10. I got a LOVESAC for my bday!!! Which completely changed the game for me with reading. I read 25 books this year which blows my mind. But that was one of the ways that unemployment was productive! We also went kayaking for my bday - so serene, so nice. It was moody and cloudy that day so we were alone on the Schuykill river which was perfect. 
11. We made friends! And did things like The Bachelorette weekly watch parties, went to engagement parties and danced our pants off, hosted a labor day picnic and Friendsgiving, and I joined a book club. Friendships are a fun social outlet but Sean is still and will always be the one I love hanging out with the most.
12. We went to Cape may beach and Sean actually went in the ocean with me!!! I loved seeing his smile floating around and letting the waves sway him up and down. And we managed to not get sunburn!
13. We celebrated 3 years of dating! 
13. I made a looooooooooot of salads. Famous Rudi salads.
14. I got really into K-pop.. like more than ever before. Even got to see Blackpink which was a once in a lifetime event! Probably one of the happiest days of my life - not exaggerating! 
15. Sean got raise after raise after raise and is bringing home the bacon like I’ve never seen him before. It’s been wonderful to see him feeling secure and buying whatever the f he wants!
16. I got a job!!! And in the same month, I bought a brand new car. Goodbye rusty old volvo - hello 2023 soobie :) Adulting. 
17. I got to visit my new nephew, Juju, in San Diego and spend a week with my sister. She’s such a good mom and I can’t wait to see juju again this year! 
18. We got a PS5 and finally got to play Genshin which is now an obsession - a healthy obsession ;) 
19. Sean built an enormous tea collection, decked out his office in a bunch of cool decor & peloton, grew herbs and plants in our backyard, stood up to our cranky neighbors, discovered his new fave store (rikumo) and got us to start doing Japanese workshops, booked us a trip to Japan for 2023, and help me through a lot of mental struggles. He’s been the one constant, amazing part of my year and I can’t wait for 2023′s memories to be made. 
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__The Flatwoods Monster .___
Throughout high school, my parents rented a cabin in a state park “relatively” nearby. It was far enough for my tastes, and as soon as I could drive I basically moved in. Communication is everything, Mom always preached that. I was a good boy. I saw her often, and called home every night. Eventually, I was given the run of the place. They didn’t even stop my monthly allowance. Pretty sweet considering I was only cleaning up after myself.
The tree line was hardly ten feet from my back door. There weren't really any neighbors in the fall, just the usual park staff doing their thing.
The underbrush had gotten pretty thick behind my place. The trimmers said they wanted to let it grow out a bit to protect from the frost. When I called their bullshit on account of it being October and seventy out, the cold shoulder started. Fine by me. It made my party plans nice and easy.
There was a funny kind of path bored through the thicket. None of the greenery was cut. It was simply  forced  out of the way. Tree limbs bent at forty-five degree angles to make way. The weeds seemed to grow sideways. It was a tall path, I wondered if it was a topiary path or if it was some natural phenomenon.
One night I was outside taking a piss, admiring the storm clouds rolling in above. On my way back in, I saw a baby fawn in that thick underbrush. It was adorable, but it made me a little sad. It was staring right at me, pale and shivering in the reedy grass. It probably wasn’t providing much warmth. I went back inside, torn between bringing it out a blanket and just leaving it be. I decided to leave it be, and then second-guessed myself. I felt like I had to go back. It was gone. I didn’t have a blanket with me, anyway. I don’t know why it bothered me so much. I feel like I did the right thing going back to look, at least.        
That house is what got me and this chick named Stacy hooked up. I don’t know her last name. She never told me. I ended up dating her for the first month of junior year, I went a little crazy over her in hindsight.
I had bought my Mini Cooper just before the semester had begun. It wasn’t new, but I bought it in cash. I saved up my allowance for a year and a half in preparation for it, ever since I saw ‘The Italian Job’. I insisted on picking her up for our first date. She insisted that she simply ride home with me after school. Fine by me, nice and easy.
“This place is perfect, it really is in the woods!” she said, letting herself out onto the patio. That funny path in the woods seemed to beckon her gaze.
I was really nervous. She left me there standing like an idiot, in my own house. Thankfully, I’d developed a habit for these situations. I took a deep breath, and traced her shape with my eyes. From the tip of her dyed pink ponytail, and around that ass that consumed my vision. It was the type of ass you’d see in your dreams. She was so hot. Back then, for all my habits, I still made the mistake of being very forgiving to hot people. This girl is who changed that.
“Hey, plenty to see in here too,” I said, wrapping my arms around her from behind. She didn’t seem to mind too much. I couldn’t get her to stop looking at the tunnel of trees twisting in the wind.
“Do you spend a lot of time out here, in the woods?”
“Sometimes. It’s my backyard, after all.
She breathes out this adorable, breathy chuckle. “Must be nice. I used to live in a place like this.” I was about to humor her, but the look in her eye made me save it for later. She never ended up telling me about her old place. It didn’t seem important to me, back then. I gazed down that path, where I found the deer.
“Wanna take a walk in the woods with me?”
She started coming over very often. In hindsight, it was one of those exhausting relationships. The type where you just bang each other's brains out, and just do it some more. Don’t get me wrong, I was in heaven. I wanted to take her out and show her off, but she said no. Every time.
It bothered me because we met at Nick Murphy’s party. She was a wallflower, but she was at a party at least. Crazy about me once we got together. I saw her icy blue eyes in the halls occasionally. She never had many friends, and didn’t seem very involved in after school stuff. I’d try to pin her down to talk in the hallway, but she always had a crazy schedule. When I’d bring the boys over and invite her, she’d socialize and have a good time. They enjoyed her company, but it was weird. None of them even checked her out. No one seemed to see her but me. She wasn’t sad, and honestly she was rarely happy. She floated through life. Excited was as good as it got with her, and she just hated answering questions.
I would ask her where in town she lived, and she’d just vaguely say “Oh, up north, by Mcdonalds.” I was never very good with landmark directions, and she caught onto it very quickly. She liked to tease me on our walks in the woods, and we’d end up walking circles for hours just because it amused her to see me struggle.
She was a very cagey person, to say the least. It kind of boiled over when she pulled up in a new Jeep. I asked her “Damn, what happened to your old Camry?”
She said “Nothing, I just got a new car.”
“Oh, so you sold it?”
“No, It’s at my mom’s place.”
“Oh, cool. She’s gonna sell it for you?”
And then she turned her head without a word, as if physically moving on, “What do you wanna eat tonight?”
I had to lean on that good old anchor of mine pretty often with her. Sure, she wasn’t great at communication, but she was really hot. I loved to be seen out in public with her, as rare as it was. I definitely didn’t wanna ruin a good thing over nothing.
I was an idiot, but money is where I draw the line. Even these days.
“Uh, spaghetti, I guess. Did you get a car loan or something?”
“Yeah, I used my credit card.”
Well, what a red flag. “What do you mean, like you have it set up to pay monthly?” She nodded very curtly to that.
“Tom please, let's go cuddle on the couch. Yeah?”
It really hurt to have to stop her from wrapping herself around me right then and there, but my dad raised me money-smart.
I confronted her about it. I said “Stacy, how did you pay for that car?” To which she responded by throwing up her hands and walking out the back door, huffing up at the tree tops. She pulled out her phone. I marched over to her and she slammed the door on me. I could hear her talking to her mom or someone. It had a very weird vibe. I had to investigate.
I’m gonna sound like a dick saying this, but I knew her phone’s password. I shouldn’t have, but I did. Just in case. I had a look through her messages. We were sleeping, and I took the opportunity when she got up out of bed to use the bathroom. I knew she didn’t have a sim card, I just assumed that she was poor. That’s what got me itching about all this in the first place.
I looked in her contacts and there were none, save the defaults. That’s not so odd, I thought. I go to her messenger, and to a chat that just says “Mom”. Default profile picture. That’s not so odd. The chat was all back and forth copies of the sender’s message.
“Hey hun, when will you be home from school”                                                              “Back home by midnight! Love you”             “Back home by midnight! Love you”                                            “I’ll see you tomorrow then, be careful!” “I’ll see you tomorrow then, be careful!”                                         “Call me if you need anything! Love you” “Call me if you need anything! Love you”
Other than her chat with me, there weren’t any other signs of communication. There weren’t even receipt texts or scams. There was plenty of activity on the phone, she had Insta and watched Tiktok. She listened to a lot of podcasts on Spotify. No messages. Not from or to anyone.
I saw headlights streak across the treeline very suddenly. I shot up. She wasn’t in the bathroom. By the time I made it outside, the Jeep was gone.
I decided to stay put. As I browsed pictures of the woods outside my home, pictures of us, and pictures of the park, I wondered if she was even far away.
A text message came in that asked “where r u?” The profile name was blank. I considered answering, but I didn’t. She was really freaking me out, but I’m not the type to get mad over this kind of thing. I stewed. Maybe she had left the park, and now whatever she was doing was too far for me to catch up in the Mini.
I was up all night scouring her phone, squinting through the windows at the hints of headlights that found their way through the thicket. At one point, one of those cars turned and must have had their high beams on. I shot up, the headlights tearing straight through the path in the backyard. I considered going out there, just to see if she had really picked somewhere so close. The high beams staring me down made another turn, vanishing behind the trees. I knew that she was hooking up with someone.
She didn’t come back that night. I plotted my confrontation. I spotted the Jeep  on my way into school the next morning, but I couldn’t even catch a glimpse of her. I decided to check out her car during lunch. She wasn’t there either. The eclipse black Wrangler was as clean as ever. As I expected, it was unlocked.
If she didn’t want  me to find what was in there, she shouldn’t have left her car unlocked. I still stand by that. The parking lot was putting off heat waves even that late in the year. Scanning around me, no one was in sight. I tried to be cool and got into the trunk.
Now, I’ve done coke, but I’d never mess with needles. I counted four, loose in the trunk bed. I stared for a long moment, shocked. I felt like I should have noticed. I had looked her over plenty, I never saw any hints of needle marks. I sniffed one, morbid curiosity.
Have you ever had a scare that you’ve left the gas stove on, and you’re gonna blow the kitchen up? It smelled like that. It had that stomach dropping dread, with it. I put the cork back on. I don’t know if that was heroin. I’ve seen pictures, and it didn't look the same. It didn’t matter, she was obviously dealing it out the back of her drug Jeep.
I managed to catch her in the hall later that day. Actually, she walked up to me. Imagine that.
“Hey Tom, sorry to dip out last night,”
“Yeah. You left your phone.”
“My phone?” she said. The look on her eyes was, for just a moment, very far away. She quickly snapped back to it. “Did anyone call me?”
I guess I must have looked a little too incredulous. Her vacant mask returned, and it had spotted me. I felt like I was on the tracks, the bright light of a train barreling at me. My jaw was slack, even. I bet it all on a fake sneeze.
“Bless you!” she said.
“Thanks,” I said. I wanted to marinate on this a little longer. Who was she expecting to call her? “No, no one called. You should be more careful, You’re lucky I only found it when I texted you!”
She took her phone back and checked. Of course I texted her. She seemed less suspicious of me, and I really started to feel like a detective. What if I took down some big drug ring in the school? That’d be one for the yearbook.
I asked if she wanted to come over that night, and she said yes. On top of that, she offered to take me out.
“Anywhere you want, I’ll drive even,” she said.
She picked me up. We had a quiet drive and a pretty hollow meal. She had been thrown off, but knew there was something coming. I didn’t hear anything rattle in the trunk as we drove.
We got there, and I asked her about her day. She said it was fine. I asked her how her classes were, and she said they were fine.
“Hey, Stacy?”
“Yeah?”
“What’s your mom’s, like, actual address?” I had taken a little detour around town. Near the northernmost Mcdonalds on the map. I couldn't find a house with her old Camry. I looked hard.
She scrunched up her face, threw up her hands, and left the table. She headed outside and I was on her. No slamming me out of a public place.
“Hey, what’s going on? I found things in your trunk, you know.”
“You  what?” She seethed the words out of clenched teeth. That stare was on me again. The headlight of the train roared ever closer.
“You know what? Fuck this. Go home,” I told her. I guess she must have done just that. I didn’t look back to check.
It was as if the train had paused behind me. I could feel the heat of the engine on the back of my neck. I couldn’t see it, but I knew the headlight was beaming right at me. I had dessert by myself. The lava cake was dry. The lava was still frozen jelly in the middle.
I got an Uber home and wondered what the hell I had gotten involved with. I hadn’t mentioned a word of this to my mom and dad yet, but I called them that night and told them all. It was a crazy situation, what else was I supposed to do? They contacted the police. I wasn’t not happy with the outcome, sue me. I celebrated the bullet dodged with some fireball and coke, and headed to bed.
That night, pounding at the front door woke me up. High beams blasting into the forest. Other than that, it was deathly quiet. I had no idea what kind of people Stacy was hanging around. I strained my ears, desperately grasping at any sound that would suggest someone was already in the room with me. I couldn’t hear anything, so I bolted. I wildly scanned the room for any intruders. No one.
I’ll admit, running to the front door and throwing it open may not have been the smartest move, but I was scared. Maybe a part of me thought it was the cops. 
The high beams blasted right into my eyes. A shadow loomed over me. I couldn’t make out many features against the brights. Something hard slammed into the side of my leg.
The doctor said that I had a “bimalleolar ankle fracture, with a displaced fibula and  a hairline fracture along the tibia.” You’ll be on crutches for about six weeks, make sure to come to physical therapy. Have you ever broken a bone before?”
“No sir,”
His tortoise shelled glasses slid down his sweaty, piggish nose. His frog-like neck pulsed and shuddered as he chuckled down at me. “Just remember that somehow the worst part’s over. PT is a doozy, but if you can make it through, you should be running in time for football season next year.”
 I was never much one for sports, so I tried to focus on the worst being over. I remember that at first I felt a flash of pain. I had enough time to think “That’s not good.”
Time must have frozen over, at that moment. I remember feeling like I needed to throw up. Heat on my leg, like someone doused it in gas and lit a match. I could feel it buckle under my weight. I could see it as my vision went askew. The feeling of the crunch, coupled with my loss of balance made me gag. I screamed.
The person attacking me pushed me over and dragged me through the living room with my good leg. They were strong.
I kicked as hard as I could, but the struggle only made the pain in my dragging foot send boiling pain shooting up my leg. I could feel it in my eyes. My eyes burned because the person who was attacking me had eyes like the headlights. It didn't make sense. It felt like an insult. A cruel sucker punch that came out of nowhere. As hard as I screamed, no one came to help. I know there had to be someone else around, and they left me to die with that thing.
There’s a bit of gravel around the patio out back. I was dragged through that, and dropped at the tree line. What I saw tearing away wasn’t a man. It had a head like a shovel, about six feet tall. It had a billowing cloak on, but as it moved I saw no legs. It hovered just off the ground, barreling down the forest’s bore hole. I felt my stomach roll as I realized it must be what made the strange path. There was some chord within me that told me to follow it, but there was no way in hell I was going to listen.
Dragging myself across the patio, leg tailing behind me and limply burning, I cried. I cried like a bitch. It was the worst pain I had ever felt up until that point, or since. It took me ten minutes of crawling in agony to find my phone. I called the cops. I’m not saying my crazy ex dressed up and kneecapped me that night, but that’s what I told them. I got to file a police report of my own that night, my very first one.
They searched the woods and never found her. They found the Jeep and the Camry, both stolen and miles away. All that news just slid off of me. I didn’t care. I don’t care. Ever since that happened to me, I feel like I‘ve aged. The moment before the bone fully gave out felt like it took ten years to be over. Sometimes I can still feel it, and I’m pulled right back to that goddamn doorway. It’s as if all the living I’ve done since then amounts to nothing in the face of the creature that attacked me.
The worst thing about it is that I don’t think it was her that whacked me that night, but I also don’t believe in coincidences. I suppose, I learned that if you smell gas, get out? Crazy is as crazy does?
I hardly think I did anything to deserve that.
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reneenalaniartista · 2 months
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2.5.2024 - In Loving Memory
FIrst, I have to share this nugget in my grandfather's memory.
Yesterday was the 66th Grammy Award Show (on 2.4.24 (6.6.. Ironic!)). I tuned in because my friend, Ashlee, told me she was watching it. I needed something to watch while I was juggling school work, so I thought, why not. It had been a hot minute since I actually sat and watched the Grammys.
I find I get emotional a lot these days. Like, I'm this super empathic sponge soaking up all the energies in the scene. Dua Lipa does her thing. I tuned her out (no disrespect, I was just not engaged at that moment). Trevor Noah does his opening monologue. Love him! He's hilarious and quick witted. Then they're about to introduce Luke Combs as the first performance after the opening monologue.
Luke Combs shares his story about how when he was young, he'd listen to Tracy Chapman with his father. Already, my heartstrings were tugged. My grandfather listened to Tracy Chapman. So I already bonded with Combs hearing that story. He concludes his story as they cut to the stage. You hear the opening notes to "Fast Car."
A recognizable, yet older, Tracy Chapman is on the screen. I fucking sobbed. "Oh my god!" I cried between words. I messaged my mom right away. "I'm NOT fucking crying!" But of course I was. I sent her a picture of Tracy Chapman performing at the Grammys.
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Admittedly, I've dissed Combs cover. I thought he was just another artist covering another musician's work on superficial terms. I am ashamed of myself for being quick to judge. I didn't know. I didn't even consider he was paying homage to the legendary Chapman.
I cried like a baby during the performance remembering my grandfather. Remembering being a little girl myself listening to "Fast Car" and" Give Me One Reason" in the car with my mom or with my grandpa in their cars' cassette players. Simpler times.
Hearing her sing the lines, "He says his body's too old for workin' His body's too young to look like his." I bawled.
The timing of this performance was fitting because I had dreamt of my grandfather and his ordeal with dementia the night before. And his 95th birthday fell after the Grammys.
No dreams of my grandfather this morning, but scrolling through photos of him to share for his birthday today... It struck me again. He's not here anymore. He's physically not here anymore.
Walking into his home, I don't hear, "Hi, mija. You look nice today." I don't see him sitting on the couch anymore watching TV. In the backyard in his favorite lawn chair. All of those things are just pictures in my mind now. His image, his being, just memories now...
Spiritually, I know he's around. I see angel numbers frequently. It's him checking up on me and reassuring me. A part of him lives in me, my mom, my sibling, my grandmother, and so on.
He's missed. We're always thinking of him one way or another. He was Lee and I's father-figure growing up because our biological father was out of the picture growing up. He was my mother's father and my grandmother's husband. He was a pillar in our family unit.
"Happy Birthday to yoOUOUOUUOUUUuuu~"
vaya con dios, dad.
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All It Took Was One Look - Chapter 44b
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*Warning Adult Content*
Liam
Aiden hadn't followed me down the stairs so I knew I was safe until tonight but right now I wanted to talk with my parents.
I walked out to the backyard ignoring the weird looks I was getting from my pack members.
My parents were cuddled up on a blanket on the grass watching some kids play.
They both turned to me when I walked up to them.
"Hey baby," my Mom said hopping up to her feet and enveloping me in a huge hug and I smiled.
"Hi Mom," I greeted softly into her neck.
I was so happy that she accepted me... it made me overjoyed that she loved me so much.
I was definitely lucky.
Pulling back from my grinning mom I shook dad's hand.
"Is he here?" my Dad asked as I sat on their blanket with them.
"Yes but he's scared to come out of the room. I'm pretty sure he locked the door after I left," I laughed and my parents shook their head.
They were looking at me in a way that made me frown in confusion.
Their huge grinning faces were starting to freak me out.
"What?" I finally asked unable to take it anymore.
"Oh, nothing," my Mom sang, turning to look back at the children playing.
My Dad leaned back on his hands and tilted his head back basking in the sun with closed eyes and I narrowed my eyes at them.
"Don't play dumb, what it is?"
Again they ignored me.
Growling, playfully I tackled my dad as he yelped out in surprise and I held him in a head lock.
That will teach him to ignore me.
Quicker than lightning he had me pinned to the ground with my arms above my head... hovering over me grinning like a fool.
"Nice try, Liam," he growled.
"You may soon be the next Alpha but you still have a few years until you can over power me boy."
I scowled at him and again we began wrestling around on the grass.
This was me and my Dad... we were always like this.
I heard my Mom's laughs under our growls and snarls.
"Okay, okay, Robert. Let my son go," she ordered.
Snickering, he did as she said and crawling back to mom on the blanket laying his head in her lap like a puppy to his master.
I rolled my eyes.. I got to my feet wiping myself off as mom began picking grass out of Dad's hair.
Secretly I watched them... hoping that this was me and Aiden twenty years from now.
Hell five minutes from now. I shook my head getting all the grass and leaves out.
"Come here, hun," my Mom called.
Walking over to her I knelt down next to her and she smiled picking leaves out of my hair as well.
"So? Are you guys going to tell me what you were all smiles about?"
Dad huffed while mom tilted her head at me.
"Well it was kind of hard to miss," Dad muttered.
Mom popped him in the head looking at him reproachfully.
"What he's trying to say is that you're all grown up."
My mother is not making a lick of sense.
Frowning she sighed.
"Liam we can smell the mating, so congratulations, you've hit man hood. Also meaning by the end of next month you are going to be Alpha," my Mom explained.
My confused expression cleared as I realized what they were talking about.
No wonder I was getting weird looks when I came out here duh.
I laughed at myself of course.
"Poor Aiden... this is going to be so embarrassing for the dear," Mom whined.
"He'll be introduced tonight," I told them.
"So dad can you call a meeting?"
He shook his head and I frowned at him.
"No?"
"You're the future Alpha. So you call your pack."
Inclining his head to me and I looked at him dumbstruck.
"O-okay."
I left the happy couple and did one of my future job.
Calling a meeting.
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It was around seven when I gave the announcement for everyone to meet in the meeting hall.
Aiden still refused to come out so here I was sitting by the door resting my head back against the wall.
"Come on Aiden," I whined to him.
"We have to go, they're waiting."
"No," came the same stubborn answer from an hour ago.
My ass was starting to go numb.
I sighed... I guess I have to go for the low blow.
"Aiden, do you love me?"
There was no answer... I smirked knowing he was pouting.
"And if you love me, you'll open the door and walk out with your head held high. We'll face whatever is waiting for us in that room, together," I cooed.
I heard the heavenly sound of the lock twisting and shot up to my feet.
My cute little mate cracked the door open and popped his head out pouting his full kissable lips at me.
I smiled at him holding out my hand for him.
"Come on, beautiful."
He looked down at my hand then to my face a couple times before opening the door wider and taking it.
"Fine, let's go face the music," he mumbled.
Chuckling I pulled him close to my side.
"I'll be right by your side the whole time. We'll handle anything they have to throw at us."
I nodded encouragingly.
He looked like he was going to be sick and my heart went out to him.
I knew this was really hard for him from all he's been through lately.
My wolf was on the defensive ready to protect his mate from anything.
When we reached the meeting hall door, I turned towards Aiden and took his face in my hands.
His big sky blue eyes were wide as he looked up at me.
"I love you."
His shoulders lost a bit of tenseness and a small smile graced his lips.
"Right back at you, pup," he whispered.
I smiled brushing my lips against his reassuringly.
"Let do this," I said straightening up and opened the door.
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shitsncraps · 1 year
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remembering the time my family raised a bluejay
one of our cats brought in two abandoned baby bluejays and when we tried to place them outside in a kennel so they wouldn’t imprint on us our other cat ate one of them so we just said Fuck It and brought in the remaining one.
we did our research on bluejays, acknowledged that raising it ourselves would not be the best option, but decided that since the parents hadn’t come looking for the chicks for more than a day —and we did give them plenty of time with the chicks out in a smaller box when we first got them— we would have to raise it. the other option would be to leave it out for our cat to eat it as well.
we called it BB (for Baby Blue) and it lived in my mom’s room where she taught it how to eat on it’s own and where we taught it how to fly.
As it got bigger, my brother helped my mom build an aviary out of my old swing set in the backyard, taking out the swings, moving it under a tree, and wrapping it in chicken wire, hardware cloth, plastic mesh, and a tarp. All complete with a hatch barely big enough for us to get through.
BB settled in very nicely, learning to be a bit more independent. My mom set up a birdfeeder within view of the aviary so BB could see other birds and other Bluejays. There were two in particular that took a particular curiosity towards BB, sitting on top of the aviary and making a soft flutey noise. Thinking about it, they could’ve been it’s parents, but months had already passed at that point so who knows.
Even when we let BB out of the aviary, it would follow us around, perching on trees nearby. It would return to the aviary in the evenings and although it knew how to eat, it would still come to us doing the flappy wing movement and demanding chirp noise that we learned meant “Food Here Please!”
Eventually BB became less social with us and joined a local flock of young bluejays, becoming wild like them. Honestly, that’s a good thing, that it learned to be a proper bluejay.
I haven’t seen BB in years, and I don’t know how long Bluejays live, but part of me hopes that BB still comes to our yard for nesting season. Sometimes we’ll see a bluejay do the same rapid wing flapping that BB would do when it saw us, and we’ll call out “BB!”
It used to be to see if it was actually BB, or just another bluejay adjusting it’s wings, but now it’s more out of habit.
I’ve always liked birds but being close to a bluejay like that really amplified it. Birds really are so fascinating and smart but also very mean and i love them for all of their qualities
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