#used to go with family to a cabin near a lake

[gaelmartinewrites]

the werewolf and you pt iii (nsfw)

it’s been almost a year since you left home. you miss your family, of course but you don’t miss home. this is your home now. in a small cabin with your wolf. you spend most of your days swimming, hiking, and fucking. it’s like a dream but it’s all real and you wouldn’t want it any other way. 

the cabin is small, smaller than the one you lived in with your family, but it’s comfortable. there’s a bed with animal furs for warmth. a chest and chest of drawers are up against the back wall. a small, oak table and matching chairs are placed against the wall near the door. there’s a bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. it’s simple but you don’t need anything more.

your wolf is out hunting. you hope for deer, you’re tired of rabbit, but you’ve gathered all the ingredients to make a delicious stew just in case. 

it’s early afternoon and you’re outside sitting by the lake. the days are getting colder so it’s too cold to go for a swim. a frog jumps in and you watch it swim across. you’re so focused on the frog you don’t hear someone approach you from behind. it’s your wolf, of course. he sweeps you up into his arms and hugs you like he’s been away for years. 

you embrace passionately and kiss even harder. you’re wet instantly and he knows it. but you both know you can’t fuck every second of every day so he puts you down and you both head inside. 

as you walk behind your wolf, you see the two rabbits he caught. they’re a good size and perfect for a stew. he also shows you his satchel full of berries. you ask him if there was anything else out there and he tells you he saw a family of deer heading north but he decided not to go after them. he laughs when you frown, he knows you’re tired of rabbit, but he tells you that there were lots of deer tracks so there’s more somewhere in the forest. he promises to try again in a few days.

you go inside and you start preparing the stew. your wolf stays outside and cleans the rabbit. he’s quick and soon you’re taking your turn on the rabbit. while you cook, your wolf goes outside and cleans up. at home, bathing was done using barely warm water in a steel tub and a bucket. here, your wolf invented a shower system. the water heats up past warm and even though it’s outside it never gets too cold, even in the winter. 

after his shower, he comes in naked. you’re used to it but you still look twice to admire his body. he’s almost 6’4’’. his brown skin taught against his muscles that he earned from his time living in the forest. chopping wood and hauling dead animals have made him strong. you’ve also gained some muscles from your time here. 

he lays on the bed and closes his eyes. you move around the cabin as quietly as you can so you don’t disturb your wolf. once all the ingredients are in the cast iron pot, you place it in the fireplace to cook. you open the door and windows to let out the rising heat. 

you crawl into bed with your wolf and you close your eyes too. you’re not very tired but the heat radiating from your wolf lulls you to sleep. you don’t sleep long. the smell of the stew wakes you and you immediately get up to check it. it’s only been cooking for at least half an hour, it still needs another hour or so.

your wolf is still in bed but he’s no longer asleep. he’s leaning his head against the wall with a hand on his hardening cock. he looks at you with hunger in his eyes. like you’re something to hunt but it excites you. you’re quickly back in bed with his cock in your mouth.

you’re slow at first but your wolf’s cock hardens quickly. you take your time with the head while you hold his balls with one free hand. you squeeze and he moans. he brushes your hair back and whispers “good girl”. hearing him praise you makes you even wetter. you move down until your nose is in his hairy base. his cock is down your throat and you chock. you stay there for a moment, inhaling his scent and tasting his saltiness in your mouth.

you’re so wet you’re dripping. you feel a drop run down your thigh. you feel like you’re on fire and you can’t take it anymore. you want him inside you. you pop his cock out of your mouth and you lean forward for a kiss. you pull away quickly to undress then your lips are back on his. you kiss him hard while you position yourself on top of him. your wolf holds himself while you sit on his cock. you gasp in relief as you take him inside of you. you position yourself until you’re comfortable and then you move your hips slowly. he feels so good inside of you. like it’s where he belongs. you can’t keep track of how many times you’ve fucked but every time feels like the first time. like it’s a new experience for the both of you.

your wolf smiles as he holds you closer. you loom over him with your hands pressed against the wall. a growl escapes his teeth and you moan with each thrust. he tucks your hair behind your ear. he grabs a fistful and pulls. you jerk your head back and moan at the motion. he holds your hair tightly for a while before moving down to your throat and wrapping his large hand around it.

you feel the pressure from his fingers but you can still breath alright. you decide to follow suit and you wrap both your hands around his thick throat. you both stay that way for a few seconds before your wolf decides it’s his turn to take control.

without separating, he lifts you off the bed and then he puts you on the floor, on top of the bearskin rug. he thrusts inside you a few times before changing positions. he pulls out, flips you over, then he’s inside you again. you’re on your knees, back arched, and your face is pressed against the animal fur. your wolf grabs your arms and pulls them back. he fucks you harder and faster.

you scream in ecstacy with each thrust. you beg for more. you beg for him to go faster. you beg for him to go harder. to go deeper. you beg for him to never stop. he grunts behind you and you can tell he’s close to cumming. you’re almost there too. you want to cum together so you hold on until you feel your wolf tense. the walls of your pussy constrict around his delicious cock. you feel him shoot his load inside you and you cry at how good it feels. he collapses on top of you. you both fall into a sweaty tired mess on the floor. 

you both pant in unison. he pulls out and puts you on your back. you’re too tired to go again but you're willing for your wolf. you wait for him to reinsert himself again but he kisses your forehead instead. when he pulls away he looks you in the eyes and tells you he’s starving. you laugh and you pull him in for another kiss. 

your legs are weak but you're able to stand up and walk over to the fireplace. you check the pot and the stew is almost ready. it just needs another five minutes. you step outside while your wolf sets the table. the cool air feels good against your skin. your hair is a mess and you smooth it out with your hands as best as you can.

you go back inside and serve the stew. you eat until you’re full. you decide to save the dishes for later. you’re so tired. you and your wolf climb back into bed, and you fall asleep the moment your head hits the pillow.

#smut #human x monster #monster x human #monster smut #werewolf smut #monster fucker

[twofrontteethstillcrooked]

deancas first kiss, s12 au. For @deancaskiss, belatedly 🎂🎉

When Cas came back into the cabin with their bags, Dean was fiddling with a radio on a bedside table. An energetic fiddle reel disintegrated into static which was replaced with a loud voice proclaiming that many, many fine and upstanding cars were on sale for low, low, bottom basement prices--

"Enough of that," Dean said, and snapped off the radio.

"Has something happened?" Cas dropped the bags on the rather well used couch and tuned all his attention to Dean.

"No, no. I'm fine and dandy." Dean wiped his eyes, which Cas was horrified to see were a little red, a little wet.

"Are you sure?" Cas crossed the small room and laid a hand in the crook of Dean's arm. 

Dean went still, looking back at him, before taking a breath. "Just a sad old country song on the radio." His voice sounded funny and it made Cas's chest ache. 

"Okay." Cas pulled back his hand. 

"I'm really fine." Dean's expression brightened as he looked past Cas to the window. "I think there's enough time for a walk before it's completely dark out. Wanna go with?"

"Of course," Cas said sincerely. 

Dean went still again, like he was surprised at Cas's agreeing to accompany him. He broke the eye contact with a small laugh, as though he was embarrassed about something. There was a light flush across the tops of his cheeks. It was incredibly attractive, and that, Cas knew, was not something that was to be mentioned.

"Sam says he and Mary should arrive in another hour," Cas told Dean a while later, after his phone had buzzed in his pocket. 

Dean nodded and kept staring out over the little lake behind the cabins. They'd taken the pebble trail that ringed the lake like a dirty pearl necklace and were seated on a big rock roughly the shape of horseshoe. Cas wished for a bit more cushioning and a less sharp breeze, but otherwise felt content. If he concentrated he could sense the warmth of Dean's body; he tried not to lean over towards it like a flower seeking sunlight.

The actual sun had drooped behind a bank of scraggly cypress and maples not yet in full leaf, their springtime samaras an almost purple hue in the fading daylight. The choppy water of the lake made clickety, whispery noises. A nuthatch in a nearby oak was either despondent or desirous, or both, and Cas felt a kinship.

"What was the song about?" he decided to ask.

Dean smiled, briefly. "Home."

"Oh." Cas waited.

"Nope, that's it, nothing else to it." Dean elbowed him. "Song just caught me the wrong way."

"The lyrics," Cas guessed.

"Yeah." Dean gave him a rueful look. "Guess I'm a little homesick too. Which is silly."

"I don't think so," Cas said. "These last couple of cases -- well, it's been nearly two weeks since we were back at the bunker."

Dean shook his head. "Sometimes home isn't so much a place-- Though I do miss our washing machine and dryer and the water pressure in the showers." He cleared his throat. "But that's not the point."

"A feeling of home," Cas started to work out. "It's about who you're with when you're there, I suppose."

"Exactly." Dean looked away. "And the thing is, I've been with my family these last two weeks. So that's been great."

"Except for the beatings," Cas posited. "And the beheadings."

Dean snorted. "Except for those."

"Despite those," Cas said, "I've enjoyed spending time with you and Sam and Mary."

"I'm glad you've been with us." Dean looked out over the water again and shivered. "I'm glad you're coming home with us too," he said quietly.

Something heavy and thorned curled in Cas's throat, for reasons he couldn't quite explain; it took him a moment to respond. "Well. So am I." His phone buzzed twice, sounding even more startled than he felt. He thumbed open the screen display and squinted at the text. "Sam says they had to detour off of I-70 and there's a bad storm moving in. They're going to try to find a room and hunker down for the night. Mary has a lead on another werewolf pack, if we want to meet them near Wamego tomorrow."

"That'd work," Dean said.

Cas sent a couple of texts and Sam sent back a thumbs up emoji.

Dean shivered again and hunched into his jacket a bit.

"We should go back to the cabin." Cas stood up and stretched while his lower back applauded his efforts. "Get you warmed up."

He hadn't meant to say something provocative; but Dean's eyes had gone dark as he watched him. 

"You stash a tropical beach in one of our bags when I wasn't looking?" Dean asked, his expression changing to one of amusement so quickly Cas almost blinked.

You've been imagining things, Cas told himself. Wishful thinking isn't reality. The weight in his throat widened, scratched.

"No," he managed to say. "But I'm sure the cabin has blankets…" He trailed off as the humor in Dean's face faded to something soft and steady, that earlier stillness concentrated, giving off its own heat.

Cas found himself corralled into the v of Dean's legs, Dean holding him at the hip with his hand as he traced the outline of Cas's lower lip with his thumb. Cas didn't need to take a breath except yes he did; and either way, Dean was standing and then his mouth was on Cas's and Cas realized how lonely starvingly cold both of them had been, how chilled by the breeze and the nightfall and the years of distance that suddenly, thankfully, no longer existed between their bodies.

The first kiss became the second became the third. There would be more and more, Cas thought, dazed at the sound of Dean's gentle groan as he let Dean slip inside. It was so much better, kissing Dean, than Cas had ever let himself picture or pretend it could be. When they finally paused, for a minute, they leaned against each other and took shaky breaths and smiled, tentative and hushed. They walked back to the cabin and locked themselves in for the night. They made good use of the blankets and the rather well used couch. 

"Is this what people mean by 'making themselves at home'?" Cas asked once, and Dean grinned and pulled him back into bed.

#deancaskiss #destiel #deancas #fic #snippetfic #spn

[gingiesworld]

The Lake

Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader

Warnings: Violence. Smut. Death. Amab! Reader

Taglist: @ginnsbaker @gb12d @lifespectator @imaginationeuphoria @louxbloom @mfd-101

18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N had organised an autumn break for their family, renting out a lakeside cabin just on the outskirts of New Jersey. The twins were both excited to spend time with their parents. The two spoke animatedly about all of the things they wanted to do, like rowing out onto the lake and learning to fish. Play games and some sports with their parents. Maybe even share some ghost stories beside the fire before bedtime.

Once the two had fallen asleep, Wanda turned to Y/N with a gentle loving smile on her face. Y/N took her hand in theirs and kissed the back of it before intertwining their fingers. The simple gesture was enough to make Wanda's heart flutter, as it always did.

"So, how did you really find out about this place?" She questioned them.

"It was Pepper's parents place." They informed her. "She mentioned that it's rarely ever used anymore since they passed away and thought that the four of us could do with a break away from reality."

The rest of the drive was silent, both of the twins soon woke as they were near the cabin. Wanda relished in the peace and tranquility the place seemed to bring. Once they had pulled up outside the cabin, the porch light was on as the sun started to go down.

"It should be all ready." Y/N informed Wanda and the twins as they handed her the keys. "Pepper said that there is a caretaker who maintains each of the cabins here, so go on inside and I will get the bags."

Wanda nodded as she led the twins inside, soon the twins ran straight towards the sofa to sit down, looking around the room and seeing stacks of board games, even some they had never really heard of before. Wanda walked around the cabin, seeing there was only two bedrooms, a twin room and the master bedroom.

"It's perfect." Y/N smiled as Wanda nodded slightly. "Also there is some college students just a little way down so they may be a little rowdy." They informed her as they placed the bags down. "The twins are getting themselves settled in before dinner."

"Ok." Wanda whispered as Y/N's hands snaked around her stomach, pulling her closer to them as she soon started to relax.

"Are you ok?" Y/N asked her as they pressed light kisses to her neck.

"I guess I am just missing my own bed." She told them as she held their hands over her stomach. "But this will be fun. We could do with a break." She told them as she turned to face them.

"That's the spirit love." They pressed a tender kiss to her lips before they pulled away from her. "Get in your comfies and meet me in the kitchen." She smiled goofily as she did as she was told, smiling as the twins were sat reading their favourite comics they had packed as she entered the kitchen, leaning on the counter as Y/N prepared the food they had brought themselves for the break.

"So, you have turned into a chef now?" She teased them as she took the wine that Y/N had already poured for her.

"You know very well how I can cook." They smirked. "I remember you saying that my lasagna was almost better than sex." They whispered as Wanda just giggled at the memory.

"Ok." She laughed as she swatted their arm as they prepared the vegetables. "Can I help?" She asked as she placed her glass down.

"Yes, you can just stand there and look pretty." They told her as she huffed. "You cook, clean and look after the twins and I all of the time. Let me look after you for a change." She just nodded with a growing smile at their kind words. Kissing their cheek before she decided to join the twins.

The music from the cabin down the way was travelling through. Y/N smiled as they remembered what it was like to be young and careless, well that is indeed how the twins came to be.

Billy looked up from his book for a moment after seeing something in the corner of his eye. His eyes found a darkened figure just outside of the window, soon completely frozen until his mom entered the room.

"Your O'pa is cooking dinner." She informed the twins as she took a seat beside Tommy.

"Can they even cook?" He questioned as Billy turned his head back towards the window to see the figure gone.

"Hey! I heard that!" Y/N called through making them chuckle as Billy struggled to tear his eyes away from the window. Unsure if it was his mind playing tricks on him.

As the night wore on, he never saw it again so he decided to believe that he was exhausted, so he opted to get an early night. Which Wanda had agreed was a very good idea so they all turned in. Y/N made sure the cabin was locked before they joined Wanda in bed. Wrapping their arms around her as she pushed her ass into their crotch. Y/N groaned as she grinded against them, their cock hardening as they moved their hand around to play with her clit. Wanda turned her head and moaned into the pillow, soon shuffling to remove her bottoms and underwear along with Y/N's who soon inserted themselves into her. The two moaned breathlessly as Y/N started to thrust their hips. Wanda kept her head in the pillow as to the not make any noise, especially when Y/N had decided to play with her boobs, pinching her nipples as her moans threatened to become louder than they already were.

"Fuck." They grunted as they could feel Wanda clench around them. "You close love?" All Wanda could do was nod frantically as Y/N gave her breast a harsh squeeze. "Cum with me." And that she did, as she came Y/N had filled her up. Soon the two fell asleep as Y/N remained inside of her, their hands still resting underneath her shirt.

The days went on as Y/N and Tommy went out on the lake fishing as Billy remained with Wanda, playing board games or walking along the lake.

"We should take an evening stroll." Wanda suggested as Y/N raised a brow. "All four of us, it could be fun."

"Ok." Y/N agreed easily as both Wanda and Billy beamed.

"Can I stay here?" Tommy questioned as he groaned as Y/N shook their head as Wanda looked at them.

"They're 12 Y/N." She stated as Y/N nodded.

"I know that but I prefer to keep them both in my sight." Y/N told her. "Especially since we don't really know the area that well."

"I can stay in the room. Maybe leave your phone so you can still get a hold of me." Tommy suggested.

"Or I can stay here with him too." Billy suggested as both Y/N and Wanda looked between the two of them.

"Fine." Y/N caved in. "But the cabin remains locked at all times until your mom and I return ok."

"Yes." The two answered in unison. Both Y/N and Wanda chuckled as the twins ran towards the games as the couple cleared the table.

"You go ahead and grab your coat and shoes." Y/N told Wanda softly. "I'll just finish up here and make sure everything is secure." Wanda did just that as Y/N even gave the twins their phone. "Only answer it if you see your mom's name." The two nodded as Y/N finished securing the cabin before linking arms with Wanda, walking beneath the setting sun as the twins played battleship.

"Do you get a funny vibe here?" Billy asked Tommy who looked up at him curiously, waiting for him to elaborate. "I keep seeing this figure outside the window."

"It's tall with yellow eyes." Tommy stated as Billy nodded. "I keep seeing it but I thought it was all in my head."

"This has been the perfect getaway." Wanda told Y/N as they walked along the bank. Leading up towards the oddly quiet college cabin.

"It has." They smiled at her before noticing the cars there were all slashed. Y/N was curious and decided to approach the cabin, releasing Wanda from their hold. Wanda followed them with caution as they looked through the windows, seeing the floor was cover in a red substance. It wasn't until they heard screams coming from the back. Sneaking round to see a blonde man with a manic look in his eye, wielding an axe and striking the college kid who was trying to escape. Wanda gasped as Y/N remained frozen at the sight.

"Come on." Y/N pulled Wanda along with them as they ran back to the cabin. Opening the door and running straight for the twins. "Car. Now." They said as they picked them both up. Approaching the car as Wanda had a defeated look on her face.

"The tires." Y/N looked to see them slashed, before looking up and seeing the man with the axe slowly approaching.

"How are we going to leave?" Tommy asked as Y/N looked defeated before turning to face the twins.

"We are going to run." They told them. "Whatever you do, do not look back." Wanda watched as Y/N went into the trunk to get their bowie knife, what they use when they hunt, although their gun remained in the gun locker.

"We are going to discuss that knife being in there." Wanda scolded as Y/N gave her an exasperated look before turning towards the figure steadily approaching them.

"What are you waiting for. Run!" Y/N told them all as the man was getting closer.

"The trees." Wanda stated as Y/N nodded in agreement. Ushering the twins to follow their mom through the trees. Wanda led the way as Y/N remained behind the twins. Looking over their shoulder occasionally to see the figure still behind them. He had picked up his pace as the bloodied axe was in his hands.

Billy squealed as he tripped over a fallen branch. Y/N stopped to help him up only for him to gasp as he put pressure on his foot. He screamed as the man lifted the axe ready to swing it at them. Wanda's eyes widened in terror as she looked back.

"NOOO!" She screamed as Y/N started to run, just about getting away from the axe as it made connection with a nearby tree.

"Run!" Y/N yelled at both Wanda and Tommy. "Do not stop running." The two soon listened as Y/N had caught up slightly as the man was still following them. It seemed to be more of a game for him, a hunt as the four managed to get out pf sight. Y/N soon found some overgrowth and led them all to hide there.

Their hearts beating in their chests as they heard loud footsteps nearby. Y/N placed a finger over their mouth to signal for them all to be quiet.

"I know you're out here." The voice of the man was gruff, venomous even as he spoke. "I can feel you." Y/N shook their head at Wanda who wanted to move. Billy gave Y/N their phone as they sent a brief message to Wanda. Her phone vibrated as she read the text.

'Get to the boat.'

Once the sound of the footsteps faded away slightly. They had picked up Billy once more before looking around to see that the man had indeed moved further away. Nodding to Wanda and Tommy to lead the way they came. The man soon turned to face them, smirking as they all ran before he started behind them. Y/N soon tripped themselves, getting their foot stuck in the roots of a tree.

"Follow your mom." They told Billy as they tried to get free. "Get to the boat and get on the lake." They told him. He just nodded as he followed his mom towards the boat. Y/N's heart raced in their chest as the man approached. Trying their best to get their foot free just in time to dodge the hit as the axe made connection with the earth.

They limped their way towards Wanda and the boat, Wanda had the twins situated on it as they were ready to leave. Wanda watched with horror in her eyes as she watched the man swing the axe and catch Y/N's back. Hearing them scream out in pain as they fell to the ground. They turned over in time to see Wanda and the twins head out into the lake. A smile on their face before they watched the axe connect with their stomach. Before he could swing again, Y/N used the knife and plunged it in his chest.

Watching as he looked down with fear in his eyes. The same fear that he inflicted on his victims. The axe fell to the earth with a thud along with his body. The twins kept their eyes squeezed shut as Wanda watched him collapse beside Y/N. Wanda wanted, no she needed to go back for Y/N. Her eyes never tore away from their form until she saw them move their hand to their stomach.

"I want you both to stay in this boat and call your uncle to get here. Now." Wanda told them as she docked the boat. Getting out herself as she walked towards Y/N cautiously. Her heart beating loudly as the sound drowned out all of her surroundings. She gasped as she approached them, seeing as they held their intestines in their hands. "Baby?" She whispered as she knelt beside them. Helping as they held their wound.

"Are you all safe?" They questioned as they swallowed thickly. Wanda just nodded as she looked around.

"The boys are calling Pietro." She informed them. "And an ambulance."

"It's not going to work." Y/N whispered tiredly as they gave her a sad smile.

"Yes. It is." She told them sternly as they shook their head no. Tears filling both of their eyes as reality set in.

"My insides aren't inside me." They told her tiredly. "I am dying."

"No." She cried as she shook her head frantically. "You can't."

"I'm sorry." They whispered as they gave her a sad smile. "I had the best life." She smiled slightly at those words. "I have a loving wife and two amazing boys who take after their mother."

"I don't know what world you're living in." Wanda teased making them laugh, the smile soon faded as they began to cough up blood. "I love you Y/N. So much." She whispered as she kissed their forehead.

"I love you more." They smiled at her. "And those boys, can you tell them I love them."

"Of course." Wanda nodded tearily. "I'll tell them everyday."

"That would be nice." They smiled as their eyes grew heavy. "This is nice. Dying in the arms of the woman who has my heart." All Wanda could do was nodded as she held in a sob, watching as they took their last breath, their hands grew limp, leaving Wanda's hands on their stomach, holding in their insides as the sobs racked through her.

What was supposed to be a fun and relaxing break for the family become a nightmare come true. Something that will take years of therapy to overcome.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #elizabeth olsen #elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda x you #wanda x y/n #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x you #gingies halloween special

[scar-lie]

Omega Pt. 1 [Natasha]

Summary : You’re in heat and the only Alpha there is Natasha, you’ve been wanting and in love with, so was Natasha

Pairing : Alpha!Natasha Romanoff x Omega!Fem!Reader

Warnings : Knotting, Unprotected sex (p and v), use and mention of sex toys, Alpha Natasha, Omega Reader, Possessive Natasha, Creampie, Cockwarming [Let me know if I missed something]

Word Counts : 1572

A/N : This one is kinda shitty, since I'm new to the omegaverse and still wrapping up with the plot, so spare with me😬

⚠️18+ Minors DNI, read at your own risk

{OMEGA PT. 2}

No one has permission to repost my work anywhere, if you see it please let me know.

I huff on my bed, clearly uncomfortable and not satisfied, my body is full of sweat and the irritation feeling in my core didn't help from my situation

Well this morning, I woke up feeling my heat began and when my heat hit me I suffered from the pain in my lower abdomen and irritation cause I'm an unmated Omega

I lived in the woods near the lake. I only go down town if I need something like groceries so never meet the Alpha I need, plus this is my choice too

I heard a lot from not only my friends that most of the Alphas treated Omegas shit so I chose to live here since I was 17 but I know and I can feel that I'm not whole there's something missing and that's an Alpha

My friends tried to help me find an Alpha but they all turn into just a random stranger who's not gonna treat me well and sometimes I'm falling into their trap, I mean I can't blame myself, I'm an Omega, an unmated Omega

"AAA GRR " I groan, taking out the faux cock out of my pussy

"Need an Alpha" I whine and stand up and go to my laundry basket to get my Alpha friend hoodie, it's Alpha I've been wanting too, for her to claim me, mate me and knot me

I put it on then go back to bed, straddling one of my pillows and humping it, trying to satisfy myself by my pillow and smelling the scene of an Alpha

—

NATASHA

I get out of the compound to unwind my mind. They are so annoying, well they are always but today they are being extra annoying today and I need a break

Tony just broke my widow bites, Sam and Bucky running around the compound and shouting at each other, and thank god that Steve, Wanda, Vision and Bruce just minding their own business quietly and Client is in his family

I was running in the woods for 30 minutes now, since the woods is the most peaceful and quiet place to run with, so I went there

But I stop when I smell a strong scent of cinnamon roll scent and a mixture of a burned coffee bean and scent where one person I know who had a scent like that, and it's calling for an Alpha

I growl and follow where it is coming from and I can't help but to find it and claim that Omega, and it leads me to this house near the lake and the more I come close the stronger it gets

And smelling it makes me rock hard, I growl debating if I should come or just leave it alone, but I hold myself for a minute looking around to see if there's an Alpha, maybe this Omega already mated and just calling for her Alpha

But minutes passed and no Alpha came, so I started to walk towards the cabin, open the door and go up where the Omega are

"Mmhhhhhh" I heard her purr and I can't help it anymore, she's producing strong pheromones calling a nearby Alpha

I open the door and see her sweaty half naked body humping one of the pillows while some toys are laying on her bed too and I wasn't surprised to see Y/N, I mean from the moment I smell her scent I know it's her and to add she's wearing my hoodie

"Oh princess" I whisper with dominance and she looks over her shoulder with her half closed eyes with pain

"Natasha?" she purr stopping her movements, I release my pheromones to relax her and cover her with my scent

"Mhhh Tasha" she purrs slowly, humping the pillow again and her eyes lock with mine, pleading for something

"It's ok, princess I'm here now, tell me what you want" I husked, coming closer to her and she whined more

"Tasha....please" a tear ran down her eyes, I released more pheromones and rested my hand on her waist rubbing it when I got behind her

"Tell me what you need, Omega" I husked in her ear, smelling her

"You....mmhhhh need you" she whined leaning back on my front and I grip her waist hard and start to kiss her neck

"You already have me, princess" then I move my hands down to her hips, pull it to my crotch and hump her ass

"Need you Alpha, please.........need your cock....mhh yo-your knot...please" she rested her hand above mine and threw her head back

"Please.....Alpha need you" she whines and I start to suck her neck and my right hand goes up under my hoodie she's wearing and massage her breast

Then I suck on her scent glands at the bottom of her right neck, she purr wiggling her ass that rubs to my cloth crotch so I take her chin to face me and kiss her lips

I lift the hoodie up over her head leaving her naked in front of me and she hums on the kiss when I start to massage her breast

We make out and my hands are roaming around her body until my hand cups her hot wet sticky cunt, I growl in her neck and she moans, holding my wrist and squeezing it

"Please....need you Alpha" I growl and quickly discard my clothes and lay her flat on her back in her bed, looking down at her and admiring her body.

"Please..." she cried so I quickly leaned down and captured her lips while running my member on her wet slick, lubricating my member to enter her

"You need my dick, Omega? my knot huh?" I whisper in her neck and nip the shell of it, she moans and nodded frantically

"Yes yes, please....need your cock so bad, need your knot" she moaned so I didn't waste any minute and line up my cock and we both moaned when I finally entered her and slowly pushed in at how tight she is

"Ohh fuck, you're tight, Omega" I moana nd she start to scratch my back with her nails

"So....big" she moan on my ear and this makes me want to fuck the shit out of her but I stop myself, wanting to give her time to accommodate my length and girth

All I want is to make her comfortable and good. I needed to make sure that I, satisfied and protected my Omega, mine

"Move a little faster....please Alpha" she moaned so I picked up the pace a little, letting her enjoy this moment

"Fuck" I growl, wanting to fuck her harder so I look at her face, it's all written with pleasure, enjoying how I fuck her to I pick up the pace a little and she moan louder

"Fuck, so tight" I moan and start to leave my marks all over her neck while her back arch and holding on my back and shoulder, like their life depends on it

"Mine, mine, mine" I keep chanting picking up the pace and fucking her in an inhuman speed and I can't help to release more pheromones, covering her with my scent while I can smell how arouse she is

"Yes... yours...fuck please......I'm cumming......I'm only yours, my Alpha" she whisper moan, her legs starting to shake and her eyes shut tightly

"Fuck....my Omega...mine only.....mine" I groan feeling myself at one trust, two and three and my knot form at the base of my cock, it's so large that it hardly fit on her sweat tiny tight cunt

"Mmhhhh.......Please Alpha, knot me....mate me.....claim me" she moaned and kept chanting 'my Alpha'

"My Omega...gonna claim my Omega and fill her up with my pups....you want that, Omega?" I whisper moan, keep thrusting

"Yes, yes please Alpha, fill me up with your pups" she moaned so I started to lick her scent gland

"Gonna pump you full with my pups, making sure you're pretty swollen and round with my pups" I whisper, turn her around and with one more one trust I finally tuck my knot inside her and make sure to lock it

"Please...." with that she cum hard so I bite in her scent gland, claiming her and hump her ass, cumming inside her, painting her walls white with my seed

She purr at it, fisting the pillow, making her knuckles turn while and when I secure my knot inside her I stop and lick the fresh wound in her scent gland, feeling the bond forming, I can feel her, scent her more

She turns her head to look at me and bite down on my scent gland too, making me moan and release inside her again and when she's done she licks the blood out and lays down in the bed with closed eyes

I can feel her and I know that I have to protect and make sure she is safe and comfortable, she's my Omega, my only Omega and I'll be her only Alpha

"Mmhhh, my Omega" I purr, changing our position into a spooning position, she groans at the movement and clench around my knot and I groan at it

"Shhh.....it's ok Omega, shhh" I coat and tuck ourselves in the blanket and put my arm protectively around her and pull her back in my front and tuck my head on her neck, smelling her

"My Alpha, mine" she whispers so I hum kissing her cheeks

"My Omega, my sweet sweet Omega...shhh, sleep darling, I'll be here when you wake up" I whisper, combing her hair and I can feel this make her lure in sleep, relaxing her so I keep doing it until she falls asleep in my embrace.

"I love you, my Omega" I purr and join her in her deep slumber

#natasha #natasha romanoff #Natasha Romanova #Natalia Romanova #natalia alianovna romanova #natasha romanoff smut #alpha natasha #g!p natasha #omega #alpha #Black Widow #marvel black widow #Black Widow 2021 #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha x y/n #natasha x reader #mcu #natasha romanova #natasha x you

[kourtniwritesagain]

Too Good to Be

A/N: First full-length RWRB fic! There’s some spice, but not too much spice to rate it anything but T for Teen. Also, this is going to be a three parter because I just couldn’t stop and it was nearing 10k. So here’s part 1! Super nervous, super excited, super gonna shut up now. Enjoy!

It's finally summer, Alex’s favorite time of the year. Summer means the cabin, no graduate courses, and, most importantly, Henry. His Royal Highness was able to get a full two weeks straight of no engagements. Alex very politely told his scheduler to fuck off when approached with anything that resembled an engagement during those two weeks. Alex isn’t going to allow anything (or anyone) to come between himself and Henry. 

Well, except for Cash, Nora, June, and his father apparently. 

Alex isn’t too upset about his family being around, they all adore Henry and vice versa. The Secret Service is always around, and, honestly, Alex is used to it by now. Plus, Cash doesn't suck.

They're all at the cabin by the lake, and everyone is in bathing suits while lounging on the deck after a long afternoon of boating and jet skiing. Henry is watching videos with June and Nora off Nora's phone and laughing, eyes crinkling adorably. Alex can't help but smile. Last year, Alex wasn't sure he would ever even see Henry again, let alone be at the cabin with him. So much has changed since then. Alex is Henry's official suitor. England has embraced the two of them wholeheartedly, including Henry's older brother. The Queen…well, she still sucks. But everything is practically perfect. 

"Alex!" June calls, waving her hand for her brother to come to her. 

He stands and walks over to the others, still smiling softly. Henry lets out an adorable laugh at the video, and Alex sees it’s a cat compilation video. 

“I left my very comfortable chair to watch cats?” Alex asks, amusement in his voice despite his words. 

“I-I’m sohorry, it’s just so f-funny.” Henry gets out through his giggles. Nora and June are cackling beside him. 

Alex watches as cat after cat jumps in fright after seeing their owners with creepy realistic cat masks on. 

“Y’all are too easily entertained.” 

June snorts. “You spent all day yesterday giggling at British memes.” 

“Oi!” Henry feigns offense. 

“In my defense,” Alex says. “I loved every single one of them.” 

Henry rolls his eyes, but there’s no malice. “I suppose I’ll be receiving a few in the future.”

“You’ll have one every day for a month, baby.” Alex winks. 

Henry blushes beautifully. 

“Alexander.” Henry admonishes, rolling his eyes. 

Alex simply grins widely. 

June reaches over and tweaks Alex’s ribs, causing Alex to squawk and jump. 

“Bug!” Alex swats at her hands. 

“Leave Henry alone, brat.” June chastises, a mischievous grin on her face. Henry smiles smugly, clearly pleased that June was on his side.

Alex scowls at all of them, including Nora because she’s not helping. 

“Don’t scowl, baby brother. You’re too pretty.” 

That mollifies Alex somewhat. “I am pretty.” 

Henry rolls his eyes. 

They spend the entire afternoon outside, drinking beer and wine, watching ridiculous videos, and talking of summer plans. Alex is happier than he’s been in a very long time. Supper has been eaten, s’mores have been consumed, and a movie is currently playing in Alex and Henry’s room. Alex isn’t paying any attention to it because Henry is currently kissing his way down his throat. 

“You’re seriously good at this, has anyone told you that?” Alex asks, stretching his head to the left to allow Henry more access. 

“You have.” 

“Well, I’m always right, so.” Alex lets out a groan as Henry adds a bit of teeth. 

Alex thinks he’ll never tire of this. Not just the awesome sex (and it was awesome), but just having Henry with him…and not having to hide it. Alex absolutely adores holding Henry’s hand while they go shopping. Alex loves that Henry will kiss his cheek during photo ops. Alex enjoys being able to embrace Henry openly. Alex still sneaks very handsy things at very inopportune times for Henry, relishing in the blush it brings to the prince’s cheeks. 

Henry slides his hands very slowly up Alex’s sides, causing him to squirm. He feels Henry smile against his throat. 

“Don’t think I didn’t see your reaction earlier.” 

Alex tenses. 

“I d-don’t know what you’re t-talking about…” Alex trails off. 

“I think we both know that’s not true,” says Henry. This time, his fingers wiggle on their way down Alex’s ribs.

“Ah!” 

Henry chuckles against Alex’s throat as he continues to spider his fingers along Alex’s ribs. 

“You f-fuhucker!” Alex squirms and laughs, reaching for Henry’s hands. Henry avoids them for a few seconds more before Alex finally catches them. Alex is panting slightly, but he narrows his eyes, wraps his legs around Henry’s waist, and flips the two of them onto the floor. Henry lands on his back with an ‘oof’. Big blue eyes look in shock at Alex. 

“Mistake.” Alex growls. 

“N-Now, sweetheart…let’s not do anything hasty.” 

“Nicknames will get you nowhere, baby.” Alex replies. 

Henry blushes and opens his mouth to barter, but Alex is having none of it. Alex turns around so his back is to Henry and goes straight for Henry’s thighs, easily his most ticklish spot. 

“Alehex!” Henry immediately starts laughing. Alex found out about Henry’s ticklishness pretty early on during the ‘friends-with-benefits’ stage of their relationship. Alex and Henry had been lying in bed after a thorough makeout session, still clad only in boxers, and Henry giggled when Alex had lightly traced nonsensical patterns across Henry’s stomach. Alex proceeded to find every ticklish spot on Henry’s body, which…hadn’t been difficult. Henry turned out to be ticklish everywhere, but especially on his thighs and hips. 

“How you’re able to fool around with thighs this ticklish, is kind of amazing.” Alex comments as he rakes his fingers up and down Henry’s quivering thighs. 

“Plehehease!” Henry begs, alternating between pounding on Alex’s back and probably grabbing at his hair if Alex knows him well enough. 

“I do not intend to stop anytime soon,” says Alex. “First, you must be punished for trying to tickle me. And second, you love it when I tickle you.” 

“I’m sohohorry!” 

“I’m sure you are.” Alex turns to face Henry now, wiggling lower onto Henry’s legs.

Henry doesn’t say anything else but instead lets out loud booming laughter as Alex moves to clamp down on both thighs right underneath where they meet Henry’s hips, squeezing mercilessly. Henry is devastatingly ticklish here, and Alex absolutely exploits this. The crease where thighs meet hips is just as ticklish. Alex plans on spending time there as well. 

“Oh baby, you are too adorable.” 

“Shut uhuhup!” Henry tries to command, batting at Alex’s hands. 

“Usually your royal commands are a big turn on,” Alex tells him casually, as if he isn’t straight up torturing his boyfriend. “But this one just doesn’t have the usual oomph.” 

Henry babbles something about ‘dick head’ and ‘fucking fuck.’ Alex can’t help but laugh as he listens to Henry’s own beautiful laughter. 

“You are the most ticklish person on the planet, I swear. It’s kinda good that England isn’t actively trying to conquer the world anymore. You’d be kidnapped for ransom and tortured into oblivion the moment the enemy found out how ticklish you are.” 

“A-Alex!” Henry pleads. Alex knows Henry gets more sensitive the more Alex teases him with words. 

“I know that’s how royals were punished back in the medieval period,” Alex continues. “They’d tie up princes and princess, and fucking tickle the shit out of them. Sometimes, guards were told to put honey on the feet of royals and have goats lick them off.” 

“Shut the fuhuhuck uhup!” Henry whines through his laughter. Henry has caught Alex’s hands, but all the prince does is hold onto his boyfriend's wrists. Alex is now lightly stroking at Henry’s hips, scrabbling his fingers along the hip bones every other downward stroke. 

“Maybe we could get the queen to start that shit up again! She’s still super pissed you’re gay; I’m sure she’d loooooove to have someone punish you.” 

Henry turns redder if that’s even possible. Alex knows that Henry’s thinking about it, though. Henry’s thinking about being tied up and helpless while being tickled. 

“Do you like that thought, baby?” Alex asks. 

Henry shakes his head, but doesn’t say anything. Alex reaches behind himself and strokes at Henry’s thighs again. He loves the feeling of the twitching muscles, firm from years of Polo. Henry kicks out his legs as Alex switches back to scrabbling his fingers all over Henry’s pelvis and hips. 

“They’d call me Katniss because I would volunteer as tribute to be your tickle torturer.” 

“Y-You alreheheady ARE!” Henry shouts as Alex digs his thumbs into each of Henry’s hip divots. 

“Yeah, but it’d be an official title!” Alex crows. “First Son of the United States slash His Royal Horniness’ Official Tickle Monster!”

“You’re incorrhorrigible!” 

“I’d never go easy on you either. It’s hips and thighs immediately, right out the gate,” explains Alex. “I’d move on to your ribs next, then your back. That spot near your kidneys? Yeah, you forget that spot a lot, but I don’t.” 

“Alex, please!” 

Alex ignores the please and runs his fingers up Henry’s ribs. Henry lets out a high-pitched squeal, causing Alex to laugh loudly himself . 

“Now that was an adorable sound. Can you do it again?” 

“Why dohoho you n-never stohop tahahalking?!” Henry is starting to really lose it. Alex has been tickling him nonstop for close to ten minutes now. Henry’s face, chest, and legs are red, from blushing and the devastating effects of Alex’s fingers. 

“Everyone loves to hear me talk.” 

“I swehehear, I will get you bahahack!” Henry promises, giggling. Alex has slowed his fingers to nonsensical patterns on Henry’s stomach, allowing the prince to breathe. 

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” Alex winks at him. 

Henry shoves at Alex’s shoulder. Alex falls dramatically, but not before scrabbling his fingers across Henry’s thighs once more. 

“Stahap!” Henry rolls in on himself. 

Alex laughs as he stands up, offering a hand to Henry. 

“Piss off.” Henry tells him, swatting his hand away and standing on his own. 

“Don’t be mad, baby.” 

Henry blushes again. 

“Every time.” Alex grins. 

“Fuck you.” Henry retorts, a silly grin still on his face. 

“Any time, Your Royal Highness.” 

#tickle fic #tickling fic #alex claremont diaz #henry mountchristen windsor #ticklish!alex #ticklish!henry #red white and royal blue #rwrb fic #rwrb #kourtni writes things

[beanibon]

Mermaid!Wolfwood x Reader Headcanons

The final part of my little mermaid au, I might do little oneshots of cute antics of all the boys but this is my last headcanon one.

Readers family owns a private holiday cabin with a Saltwater lake at the back, Wolfwoods lil family is a small group of bull sharks common in Lake as they wander from the ocean regularly.

TW: interspecies sex, creampie, overstimulation, marking and general biting (this man is feral you can't tell me otherwise), slight drowning warming on this one too, hinted thalassophobia (reader often avoids the lake due to this), slight exhibitionism, oral (f receiving), belly bulging, breeding kink.

Your family owned a small holiday cabin, often using it for big family reunions or trips during holidays. It came with a seemingly endless Saltwater lake, that every member of your family bar you used to its fullest.

Mer!Wolfwood had lived in the lake for as long as he could remember, preferring the company of his family of Bull Sharks. They were quiet, people didn't go near them, and there was always plenty of food to go around.

Mer!Wolfwood who relished in the solitude the lake offered, minding his business and simply doing his own thing. Spending most of his days sleeping, hunting or getting annoyed by the young Mer!Livio who silently does his own thing besides him. In which Mer!Wolfwood doesn't mind.

Mer!Wolfwood who really, really doesn't like when your family stays at the cabin, the fish scatter, his peace is disturbed by the human children screaming on the bank, the disgusting smell of cooked human food wafting over the waters surface.

Mer!Wolfwood especially despised when your family was in the water, he could hear and sense every disturbance big or small and it pissed him off to the point he grinded his fangs on the rock he slept on.

Mer!Wolfwood who glared at your family from afar, a low, rumbling growl escaping him at each discarded alcohol bottle, food packages, and other various litter at the waters edge. He had half the mind to ditch it back at them.

Mer!Wolfwood tensing at the sight of you, only to relax a little as you cleaned your family's mess, lecturing your younger siblings and cousins on littering.

Mer!Wolfwood favouring watching you instead of glaring at your family, noticing your favourite spot was the wooden dock. Where'd you spend your time painting, reading or simply relaxing. But you never entered the water.

Mer!Wolfwood would hear your family teasing you about this, frowning as you just awkwardly shrugged, shuffling away from the mocking your aunty would spit your way.

Mer!Wolfwood often basked on the shoreline far away from your holidaying family, that's where you found him, eyes peacefully closed as you held your phone dumbfounded at the sight of him. You had quietly approached, kneeling down and tentatively reaching down to touch the strange creature.

Mer!Wolfwood abruptly waking, letting out an aggressive screech, fangs bared as he pushed you away retreating back into the water.

Mer!Wolfwood glaring at you from the water, his growls vibrating the surface at the low octave. Only you didn't leave, instead you sat where you were and slowly brought out your sketchbook, eyes never leaving his.

Mer!Wolfwood raised a brow, creeping closer until he was towering over you, water dripping from his glistening skin as he stared at the sketchbook in your hands. You nervously showed him the picture you drew of him, watching as he let out a deep hum, squinting at it.

Mer!Wolfwood tensing as you reached a hand out to him, feeling your hands gently brush his still dripping hair from his face. The sensation of your touch made his muscles relax, yet he still retreated back to the water disappearing.

Mer!Wolfwood who hissed at a loud splash, chasing away his food, only to see your form struggling in the middle of the lake, eyes darting frantically at the deep water and endless pit at the lakes centre.

Mer!Wolfwood panicked as he swam for you, grabbing your body as you fought against his hold, eyes wide upon realisation that it was him. Hands squeezing his shoulders as he brought you to the dock, lifting you onto the wooden surface.

Mer!Wolfwood trailing a hand over you body as you gasped for air, curling yourself into a tight ball as your body shook along with your cries.

Mer!Wolfwood who blinked in confusion, looking around for your family only to realise they were all still on a boat at the centre of the Lake. Gaining enough confidence to hoist himself up and curl around you.

Mer!Wolfwood who hummed a deep tune, arms wrapped around you as he stroked your damp hair. Eventually resting his chin on your head, eyes glaring out at the boat and your family who hollered loudly on board.

Mer!Wolfwood untangling himself from you to slide back into the water, feeling your soft hands reach out to feel his tail, stopping him in his tracks. Dark eyes fixated on you as you jumped at the attention, but still shuffled forward feet dangling into the water.

Mer!Wolfwood growling as he dove back in, surfacing to pull you in with him. You screamed in response legs instinctively wrapping around him as you desperately clung to him, nails dug deep in his skin.

Mer!Wolfwood who moved your legs till they dangled from his shoulder, teeth nipping at your inner thighs as his hands squeezed your ass. Slowly pulling down the swimsuit clinging wetly to your body.

Mer!Wolfwood feeling you hoist your upper body back onto the dock, yet making no move to pull yourself up and away from him, squeezing his head gently to encourage him on. Submerging a hand to mess with his hair as if to encourage him.

Mer!Wolfwood huffing out as he began hungrily eating you out, sucking, lapping and nibbling at your pussy. Hands pulling your thighs to get closer, wishing he could hear the noises he was certain you making above the waters surface.

Mer!Wolfwood never slowing for a second, despite the boat pulling back up to the dock or the way you tried to yank him away with your hand. Instead slapping you away as he dove back in, this time more ruthlessly than before.

Mer!Wolfwood smirking as he knew how hard you were trying to not give away the fact you were being eaten out by some strange creature just below the water, reassuring them you were just getting use to the water as they walked away, hand clasping over your mouth as Mer!Wolfwood pressed a thumb roughly on your neglected clit.

Mer!Wolfwood cackling as you came on his face, him eagerly lapping up every morsel of your arousal.

Mer!Wolfwood surfacing to look at your blushing face, panting lewdly as you hid your face in your arms, weakly shooing him away as he dragged his tongue up your abdomen.

Mer!Wolfwood startling at the sound of children, feeling you shove him under the water as you tiredly greeted them with a bright smile. Ruffling their hair and indulging their conversations.

Mer!Wolfwood pouted as he watched you return you swimsuit bottoms and get out of the water, your cousins leading you away in favour of food being served in the kitchen.

Mer!Wolfwood risen from his sleep by vibrations in the water rousing him as he lazily swam to find the source, surprised to see you sitting on the beach in a silk robe as quietly tapped at the water.

Mer!Wolfwood crawling up the bank to you, watching as you swallow, face red in the moons light as you shrugged off the robe, your body bare beneath the fabric.

Mer!Wolfwood letting a satisfied deep chirp, a toothy grin stretched across his lips. He gently pulled you closer, teeth grazing your soft flesh as his arms spread your legs his cock unsheathed as he bit down on your collarbone, thrusting up into you as he did so.

Mer!Wolfwood squeezed your thighs as you cried out, eyes wide at the sudden intrusion. It was inhuman, oddly slicked wet and massive inside your equally wet cunt. You would never mention to anyone how you had already prepped yourself prior, face red with embarrassment.

Mer!Wolfwood ruthlessly ramming into you, teeth marking every inch of your body, hands finding your breasts and squeezing. He squeezed so hard you let out at pained cry, hands flying up to try and loosen his grip.

Mer!Wolfwood flipping you onto your stomach crushing you with his weight, thrusts as rough as ever, his teeth began marking your back, a hand pulling your hair back watching your face contorted between pain and pleasure.

Mer!Wolfwood growling as your moans reached his very core, causing the pace to pick up even more. The sound of you two echoing along with beach with the waves lapping at you two.

Mer!Wolfwood who didn't stop even as he came inside you, flipping you back over and pounding into you, the waves washing away the sand sticking to your stomach.

Mer!Wolfwood mesmerised by the way your breasts bounced at each thrust, taking one in his mouth and licking at the perked nipple as he came in you again. Yet he still relented, pounding into you all the while you pleaded him to stop or the very least slow down.

Mer!Wolfwood only tired when the first light of the sun touched the waters surface, stuffing you full one last time. Eyes admiring your fucked out face, shivering body, and the way his cum oozed from your leaking cunt.

Mer!Wolfwood trembled in glee, resting his prickly chin on your stomach, raised slightly from all the loads he stuffed you full of throughout your sinfilled night.

Mer!Wolfwood pulling you into the water, cleaning you up as your fingers brushed his hair. Leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on his lips, scratching his jawline as he purred in response.

Mer!Wolfwood who no longer dreaded your family holidays, happily awaiting your return so he could indulge you with his desires and love. Happy to feel your soft hands claw lines into his back as he bred you dry.

A/N: all done! Hope you guys enjoyed this little AU, I went overboard with Wolfwood I just adore him too much.

#trigun smut #trigun stampede #trigun #nicholas d. wolfwood #wolfwood #wolfwood smut #trigun wolfwood #nicholas d wolfwood x reader #wolfwood x you #wolfwood x reader #wolfwood headcanons #trigun merboys

[lulu2992]

Uncovering the unreleased Far Cry 5 in-game Encyclopedia

The almost complete but unused in-game encyclopedia, reconstructed thanks to the oasisstrings file.

Please note that it’s still cut content, so some information might not be relevant anymore.

You can read the oasisstrings file here. Pictures from this encyclopedia were also extracted and posted by @xbaebsae here.

Part 3: Locations - Whitetail Mountains

PIN-K0 Radar Station

Part of the Pine Line early warning system, the K0 facility was shuttered in the early 90's and left to the elements.

Rattlesnake Trail Bridge

A footbridge along the Makwa Trail, it connects one side of the gorge to the other, like bridges are supposed to do.

Snowshoe Lake

A clear glacial lake high up in the Whitetail Mountains. The water is always near freezing which makes skinny dipping a terrible idea.

Hunter’s Pass Shelter

A remote cabin used as a place to warm up or stay the night by hunters.

Ozhigwan Falls

One of the highest in the area, Ozhigwan falls is one of the natural wonders of the Park.... just don't step too close.

Jefferson Lookout Tower

A watch tower in the middle of the forest, meant to keep an eye out for forest fires or bears... or bears on fire.

Whitetail Park Visitor Center

It's where you'd go to find out what's going on at Whitetail Park, back when it was operational.

Hawkeye Tunnel

A tunnel through the mountain that offers a bird's eye view of the valley below.

Whitetail Park Ranger Station

The Ranger Station that patrols the Whitetail Park to keep it safe back when it was still open.

McKinley Dam

Named after the 25th president of the United States, McKinley Dam is used to regulate water and supply power to the people of Hope County.

Jacob’s Armory

Jacob has converted part of the McKinley Dam power station to be used as sanctuary against the coming apocalypse.

Grand View Hotel

The historic hotel in the Whitetail Mountains it was once the crown jewel of the park. Financial problems shut it down in the 80's. It's been empty ever since.

North Park Entrance

The Northern most entrance to Whitetail Park, abandoned now that the park is closed.

Bo’s Cave

A renown survivalist, Bo lives deep in forest. He is completely off the grid with none of the comforts of modern life.

Cooper Cabin

Another cabin that can be rented at Whitetail Park. Lately has been used as a safe-house by the Whitetail Militia.

Red Tail Cabin

A cabin in Whitetail Park that Eli's Militia use to take refuge from the constant attacks from Jacob's patrols.

F.A.N.G. Center

Friends of the Animals Nursing Grounds is home to Cheeseburger the Bear. Feeding times are 12:00 and 6:00 daily.

St. Francis Veteran's Center

A medical center for returning veterans, St. Francis was shuttered in the 90's when a more modern facility was constructed in a nearby county. When Eden's Gate moved in, Jacob found use for it as a place to indoctrinate his new recruits.

Lansdowne Airstrip

A small airstrip used by the locals for shipping in supplies and sightseeing tours.

Elliot Residence

Home to Rick Elliot and his family, one of the last people to holdout against Jacob and his army.

The Grill Streak

When Chad's diner was burned to the ground he retreated to his food truck. He still works hard to find food for Eli and his Militia.

Breakthrough Camp

A camp where parents sent their rebellious youth in order to get a taste of clean, wholesome outdoor living.

Old Sun Outfitters

The main supply store for camping and survival gear in the area. Seeing the writing on the wall, the owners closed shop and left while they still could.

Baron Lumber Mill

The Baron family lumber mill was already failing financially when Eden's Gate moved in and bought it out.

McNeill Residence

This house once belonged to the McNeill family before they were deemed sinners in the eyes of the cult and were forced to flee.

Linero Building Supplies

A small building supply store that sold lumber and materials. The owners ended up joining Eden's Gate, though not all of them willingly.

Haskell Lookout Tower

A watch tower overlooking the north region of the Whitetail Park.

Fort Drubman

Pretty much all the Hurk Sr. has left after his divorce from Adelaide. It's from here he runs his senate campaign with the dubious help of his son, Hurk Jr.

MCA Mobile Lab

A mobile lab where the Montana Conservation Authority conducts research on the local flora and fauna.

Loresca Residence

Former residence of Jay Loresca, former Navy Seal. Rumor has it he joined the Whitetails, but it's certain that he’s long gone.

Whitetail Mountains Rail Bridge

A bridge connecting the Henbane River and the Whitetail Mountains. It's been out of use ever since the Copperhead Rail stopped running.

Elk Jaw Lodge

Part of the Whitetail Park the Elk Jaw Lodge was a nice place to relax near Silver Lake. Now... not so much.

Wolf’s Den

The secret bunker of the Whitetail Militia, home to Eli, their leader, as well as Tammy and Wheaty.

Oberlin Picnic Area

A nice place for a group to sit down, eat, and take in baseball game at the nearby diamond.

Osprey Cabin

One of the many cabins that visitors can rent at Whitetail Park. Named after birds of prey, thy are the perfect hiding places for Eli's Militia.

Kestrel Cabin

One of the handful of individual cabins available to rent at Whitetail Park.

Mansfield Lookout Tower

An abandoned fire watch tower overlooking the southern region of Whitetail Park.

Frank’s Cabin

A cabin owned by a recluse known as Lonely Frank. He seems to like it that way.

Dansky Cabin

This is where Dicky Dansky comes to write his books about Sasquatches, Bigfoot, and other cryptids.

Valley View Overlook

A place for visitors to stop and take in the view of the forest below.

Stone Ridge Chalet

High up on a rocky ridge is a Chalet where hunters and park visitors could come and warm up.

Silver Lake Parking Lot

A nice place to stop and take a refreshing dip in nearby Silver Lake.

Clagett Boathouse

A boathouse and docks maintained by the Old Sun Outfitters.

Salvage Camp

A small camp where a salvage company is attempting to recover items from the wreck of a sunken plane

Dylan’s Master Bait Shop

In case you needed some fishing pointers... Dylan will likely just point you somewhere else.

Langford Falls Parking Lot

A spot for visitors to pause and take in the beauty of the nearby Langford Falls.

Widow’s Creek

One of Skylar's favorite fishing spots. She'll probably tell you where it got its name.

Fowler’s Retreat

A not-so-secret place where Dave keeps all of his extra Cheeseburger merchandise.

South Park Entrance

The southern enterance to Whitetail Park. Once the gem of Hope County, it has seen better days.

#far cry 5 #hope county #whitetail mountains #jacob seed #bo adams #cheeseburger #chad wolanski #hurk drubman jr #hurk drubman sr #eli palmer #tammy barnes #wheaty #dylan #skylar kohrs #dave fowler

[yelenasdiary]

13 with florence pugh please

Summer Getaway

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader 

Summary: You invited Florence to come along to a week away at your family’s cabin.

| Fluff | 1.01K | No Warnings | Florence & Reader are 18. 

Prompt: "l’ll say we'll take the boat out. Just you and me." From THIS list. 

AC: Ignore the fact this gif doesn't really go with the story.

Every Summer your family would spend a week away at a cabin that has been passed down from your grandfather to your father who has said when he passes, you and your younger brother, Alex, would have the cabin to share. 

The cabin was located near a large lake, surrounded by tall green trees, wildlife calling throughout the night and a clear view of the night sky. It was tucked away well enough for privacy, not needing to worry about any ‘neighbours’ making complains about loud noises if you were to throw a party. 

Florence tagged along every now and then if she was free. Florence is one of your closest friends. You guys have known each since your first day of school, so it was never a surprise to your parents when you’d come home and announce that Florence was coming along for the week getaway. 

Little did your family know that Florence and you had recently admitted you both had feelings for each other and wanted to take things slow and private. 

“I really want to spend the day with you, just us” Florence’s morning voice made you smile. Being friends for so long neither of you care to share the bed together but now it was different, it was exciting. 

“We can do that” you replied with a smile. 

“Away from your brother?” 

“And my parents” you added, brush a lock of hair out of her face. “How do you plan on making that happen? I love your family, I do but – “

“I know” you chuckled, “super in our faces this year” you add. 

“Only because we’re about to go to college and what not” 

You playfully rolled your eyes remembering how much your mother has been on your back about packing the things you truly needed. 

“I wish my parents were as chill as yours” you chuckled. 

“They are, it’s just that Toby has already done college so they kind of let all that stress and worry out on him and you’re the eldest so they’re going to stress” 

“I guess but it’s still frustrating! Mum won’t stop nagging me about packing, we still have all summer before we go so, I don’t see the harm in waiting until the last week of summer to pack”

“Let’s just enjoy the summer while we can before we’re slammed with exams and assignments again” Florence said before giving you a soft kiss. “Now, how do you plan to get us some time to ourselves?” Florence asked. 

“We’ll have breakfast and if dad asks what we want to do today, I’ll say we’ll take the boat out. Just you and me” 

“Will take work? I know how your dad gets about boat” Florence chuckled. 

“Yeah, it should be fine. It needs a run anyway, plus Alex is probably going to want to get his motorbike out so dad will help him with that” 

“Girls! Breakfast is ready!” your mother called from downstairs before Florence could reply.

After a big breakfast of eggs, toast, mushrooms, tomatoes, sausages, and sides of pancakes and of course, beans for those who enjoyed them, your father agreed you could take the boat out for a few hours as long as you took a walkie talkie in case of any emergency. 

Florence was the first to shower and get dressed, wearing a peach-coloured playsuit, her hair in a messy bun and layers of gold jewellery, topped with her iconic sunglasses. “Are you ready?” she smiled with excitement as you returned downstairs after having a shower. 

“I’m just going to grab a few sandwiches and some bottled water then we can go” you smiled as you walked into the kitchen. Your mother was always on top of things, after she’d have breakfast, she’d make up salads or sandwiches and put them in the fridge for lunch, saving time making them later.

“She’s all ready to go kid!” Your dad wore a proud smile after getting the small boat ready. 

“Thank you, dad! I’ll be careful and if anything happens, I have the walkie talkie” you assured him, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “She’s got fuel and some back up under that blanket if you need. Don’t do anything stupid, okay?” 

“I promise” you smiled once more before making your way over to the boat. Your dad untied it from the wooden post and gave you a light push further into the lake as you got the engine to start. Your dad being the protective father he is, waved you both off until you were out of sight. Florence giggled before leaning over to kiss you properly now that you were both along. 

“I know a place we can chill unless you’d rather just float in the middle of the lake” you smiled after she pulled away. “I don’t mind what we do”.

You drove the boat a little further away from any signs of life before letting the boat just float above the water. Florence stripped from her playsuit, showing her light blue bikini underneath. “Are you coming?” she asked, throwing her playsuit on top of the blanket that covered the fuel from the hot sun. “Let me just put the anchor out” you smiled, flicking the switch that automatically released the medium sized anchor. 

Florence jumped into the warm water as you stripped into your own bathing suit before joining her. She swam close to you, wrapping her arms around the back of your neck as you placed your hands on her hips. Both of you kicking your legs to keep you both afloat. 

“I don’t say it enough but you’re so beautiful” Florence said softly, looking to your eyes through her sunglasses. “You don’t need too; you already show me” you gave her a soft smile. “I’m going to miss you so much when we go to college” she sighed with a little frown. “Don’t think about college right now, just enjoy the summer with me” you replied before kissing her once again, “right now, it’s just us” you whispered against her lips. 

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[telephaaty]

Exiled: What is she?

✧Chapter 4✧

(Photos retrieved from Pinterest. Credit to whom it may belong. Edit made by me.)

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Genres: Fantasy, Supernatural, Werewolf! AU, angst, hurt, fluff

Series rating: Mature

Summary: I have spent half my life in exile. I woke up in the middle of the forest with no memories. I don't know who I am, how I ended up like this, I don't know if someone is looking for me or even if I have a family. The only thing I know for sure is that I must hide and that when the full moon is at its highest, disaster begins.

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Author's note: Hello everyone! How are you? I'm sorry I've been missing for so long. Last year was a difficult year. Adult life is complicated 🥴

Here I leave the promised chapter, we are still in the introduction of the story so you can probably find it boring but it will improve as the chapters go by (I hope so🤭).

I don't remember if I already mentioned it but all the data that appears in the story as potions or scientific data are not exact, many are inventions and others I tried to investigate to make the story more reliable, but as I mention in this chapter if you are not involved on the subject, it is very difficult to understand.

I hope you enjoy it!

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"I told you! I told you! I told you!” Joohyuk kept repeating to me over and over again as he paced back and forth. "Or didn't I tell her?" he looked at Jisung, who was coming down from the first floor with a bag.

Joohyuk's house wasn't fancy, but it was comfortable and homey. It was a two-story cabin, with two bedrooms, a dining room and a kitchen, it also had a garage where he kept tools and supplies. The cabin was located near the lake and had a small bridge that took you to it. I loved spending time at Joohyuk's house, especially on rainy days like today, where I could sit on the porch with a cup of coffee and watch the rain fall. But, now I'm looking at it from the inside, sitting bored on the couch, listening to the scolding of the half-vampire. I had arrived an hour ago, totally soaked, although we had already agreed that we would meet here, I should have taken the most direct route and arrived much earlier, but let's say that Mr Mafia sent his lackeys to follow me, so I had to deviate and mislead them.

"Yes hyung," the omega rolled his eyes. "We already understood that you told her, calm down."

“Calm down?!! You must be kidding, Jisung!! It goes straight to his death,” Hyuk said pointing at me.

“The other option was a direct kill,” I told him, looking at him tiredly, “at least this will give me a little more time to plan an escape plan. Anyway, you didn't want me to get a pack for Jisung? … There it is, the best pack that an omega can be in, a real luxury,” I said ironically, moving my hands exaggeratedly to make my point.

"Yes, but I didn't ask you to crawl after him."

"Oh! Yeah! Thanks for getting rid of me,” Jisung said despondently looking at us sideways.

“No one is getting rid of you on their own, little guy,” Hyunk proceeded to sit in the single sofa next to the fireplace. “If you continue to live in the cave with Girl…” Jisung intended to interrupt him, but Joohyuk stopped him and continued. "Or, if you live here with us, you will die", the sad omega looked down at his feet. “As I very well explained to you, wolves are destined to live in packs, they become crazy and wild if they are alone, which leads them to be eliminated or die of sadness and anguish. You are lucky to find someone like your noona, he even managed to be with you in that pack.”

“When you go into annoying mode,” I told him as I threw the towel off his head, “you're unbearable. Well," now looking at Jisung, "we must agree on our stories so as not to make mistakes if they come to interrogate us, we don't have much time and we must hurry if we don't want them to come to find us."

“That is not important now. What are you going to do with your…with your medicine?” Hyuk made a quotation mark with his hands when mentioning the said medicine.

“I will not have this discussion again. I already told you that I don't need it, it won't be a problem.”

“Don't be stubborn, you know you will weaken. It's dangerous, too."

I sighed. I was tired of always arguing for the same thing, he was not going to understand and I was not going to agree. It was preferable not to answer him and settle the story with Jisung. I needed to prepare him and reassure him so they wouldn't suspect anything, my life now depended on how convincing Jisung was to the royal pack.

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It was already night and the rain had stopped a while ago, but we had to leave the cabin even when it was raining, we took the long way to dispel any trace of Joohyuk's scent. We didn't have many belongings, a medium bag where we had our clothes, many of which we shared, and my backpack where I had a couple of books, my notebook, my mortar and my herbs. While we were walking, we were reviewing what we should say. Obviously, we agreed to hide that we knew Joohyuk and that the things we had, we got from the surrounding villages.

I knew that the one at a disadvantage in this situation was me. Jisung was a weak omega who would instinctively be protected by this pack, instead, I was a strange orphan girl who, apparently, due to the attitude of suspicion and resentment they showed me, was considered a threat. I looked at Jisung who was walking a few steps behind, he was tired and shivering from the cold, if we didn't hurry up, he would get sick. I took Jisung's bag to ease his tiredness so he could walk faster.

We were reaching the border of the pack, I could slightly hear some murmurs, they were already waiting for us. Instinctively, I touched my pants pocket where I had the box that Joohyuk gave me before we left and which I had to keep hidden. It was very likely that they would go through our things, so he had told me that I should keep it with me until I found a safe place to hide it.

As we came into view, the wolves that were waiting for us turned and urged us to hurry up as we were already late. The one who seems to be the leader of the wolf guard warned us that from now on we should use the main entrance and stay away from the borders and that if we wanted to go out into the city or the forest it must be in the company of an alpha. I had to bite my tongue to avoid getting a curse word out about his last comment, I looked at Jisung who was doing everything possible not to appear nervous and was listening carefully to what the alpha was saying. He would adapt easily, I on the other hand was sure that things were going to go south at any moment.

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Here we are, in the office of the alpha of the pack. There were a lot of people here, some I didn't know. I looked at Jisung who was with his head down trying not to look anyone in the eye, I could feel his nervousness and I could also feel the calming pheromones that the alphas in the room were producing to reassure my friend.

“Your name is Jisung, right?” Prince Namjoon asked, and Jisung nodded without looking up. “Taehyung told us something about you, but I would like to hear it from you, what pack did you belong to and how did you get into this situation?” he concluded the alpha looking at me.

“Umm…well, I'm…I was from the Dawn Pack. I was banished for mating with someone I shouldn't and he disgraced me by breaking the mating mark. My family despised me, and the only thing I remember was arriving at one of the human villages near the pack and I fainted, I woke up a few days later and Girl was by my side, she took care of me and let me stay with her,” he concluded holding my hand looking for support.

Prince Namjoon looked at our joined hands and then looked at me raising an eyebrow, then he turned his gaze to Jisung and smiled saying, “Don't worry, you'll be safe here. We'll give you a new identity if you want or can keep your name, but you'll officially belong to the royal pack. And you,” he looked at me seriously, “you will also have a temporary identity until you find out who you really are or until the alpha king decides what to do with you. Well, I'll make the formal introductions. They are the two oldest princes in the family; Crown Prince Seokjin and Prince Yoongi," he said pointing to where they were standing to his left, "alpha prince Hoseok and well, you know prince Taehyung," they were to his right, "and he's our omega Prince Jungkook," he concluded pointing to one of the people who were a few steps behind us.

With Jisung we turned around to see who it was. The guy standing behind us gave us a brief nod, he was the same guy I had crossed earlier. Now, he was dressed in white shorts and a beige long-sleeved shirt, our eyes met again, but he quickly diverted it. Now that he knew he was omega he could make out a trace of a sweet scent, however, the smell of the alphas prevented me from identifying his scent.

“And then we have Mrs Park, the housekeeper, and Miss Choi, one of the employees who work inside the castle,” the prince continued. Both women curtsied to us and smiled at us. “So, tomorrow you will have an appointment with the royal doctor for a general check-up and we will talk about your studies. After they settle in and shower, Prince SeokJin, who has studied medicine, will briefly check on them and ask them a few questions. Mrs Park shows them their rooms, please.”

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Mrs Park gave us a brief tour of the ground floor of the mansion, showing us the living room, dining room, kitchen, laundry room, and places where we could not enter without permission such as her majesty's office, the laboratory and the basement. Then, she led us to a large white marble staircase with gold details that branched off into two other large stairs. It was located in the centre of a room with a different entrance than the one we had entered. In the centre of the wall that divided the stairs, there was a carved shield of the head of a black wolf about to bite surrounded, on one side, by a crescent, where there were some rare symbols and, on the other hand, some golden figures similar to elongated diamonds that apparently formed the rays of the sun. In turn, he was surrounded by a strange and perfect braid.

"Good. That door you see over there,” I point to the door across from us and diagonally towards the stairs, “is the front door for pack members and guests. It is through that door that you technically have to enter. The entrance through which they passed is only for royalty, even they avoid using these stairs so as not to bother the omegas. Through that large sliding window that you see there,” we both follow the gesture that she made towards the place, “you go out into the garden that is connected to the training ground.”

“By the way, omegas are not allowed to be in the training place. It's for security,” adds Miss Choi, who was accompanying us on the tour.

“What do you mean 'not to bother the omegas'?” I asked Mrs Park as we walked up the stairs.

“As I said, it's a place that members of the pack frequent. The staircase on the right leads to the castle annexe where many of the members live, including underage omegas who lost their families or those who came seeking refuge or protection from other packs. There are also alphas and betas that belong to the royal guard, but many of them use the entrance connected to the training ground. They avoid making the omegas nervous, they don't want them to feel uncomfortable and insecure."

“So, is in the annexe where we'll stay?” Jisung speaks for the first time since he started the tour.

"No. You will stay in the main wing,” she said as we went up the stairs of the left, “on the first floor together with the youngest princes who are not here at the moment. On the second floor of this wing, are the rooms of Prince Namjoon, Hoseok and Jungkook. Also on that floor is the library that is shared with the annexe. On the third floor are the kings' rooms, those of princes Seokjin, Yoongi and Taehyung. I recommend that you don't go peeping around, Prince Yoongi is too territorial.

While she was explaining everything, she was trying to memorize all the way we are walking to our rooms. There were many corridors and doors, not just the rooms she had mentioned earlier. We arrived at a gloomy corridor, there was no light and a strange energy was felt an indescribable sadness; we share an uneasy look with Jisung. Mrs Park flipped the switch on the wall to her right and excused herself by saying that it wasn't a very busy place. She asked Miss Choi to show Jisung his room while she led me down the hallway. We stopped in front of a double white door, it had gold details as I saw on other doors, with the difference that this one had a letter 'M' in a very beautiful and elegant calligraphy made with some type of shiny stone. When she opened the doors, I was amazed, the room was decorated in white, beige and pink tones, in the middle of it there was a large double bed tucked into a slight arch-shaped opening that was illuminated. On both sides of the bed, there were two long shelves, there was a hanging round ceiling lamp that simulated a flower crown, on one side there was a window with two medium-sized armchairs on the sides with a round table; in front was a mirror with a shelf and chair and next to the door was an empty desk.

“This is where you will sleep,” Mrs Park said as she opened the large window, “this is the balcony and over there”, she pointed towards a corridor with two doors, “is the bathroom and the wardrobe.”

I followed her to both doors, she stopped at the door that was on the side of the hall and opened it. It was the closet. Well, calling it a closet was a way of saying it, it looked more like another connected room. It was a two-story room in the shape of a completely white semicircle, it had an old pink carpet that covered the entire floor, and there were many shelves and mirrors in between. It also had a central table that contained many drawers and doors, the upper part was transparent and you could see how it was divided into sections.

"This is a bit much, don't you think?" I said as I walked around the room.

“I would say it's a standard wardrobe. You have to see the ones with Princes Taehyung and Seokjin, those are a bit exaggerated.”

"Even this shelf here is too much for my few clothes."

“Believe me, it will be full in no time,” Mrs Park said in a whisper. "Speaking of clothes, I need you to give me your clothes to wash them."

"It's clean," I said a little indignant.

"Don't get me wrong, please. The princes requested it because they are sensitive to odours outside the pack. You come from the forest,” I was about to refute how stupid that sounded, but she beat me to it, “I know what you are thinking 'it doesn't make sense', but it's hard to explain. Although they are wolves and technically surrounded by forest, she will later realize that each pack has a particular scent. This is why they detect so quickly if someone who is not from the pack enters the territory. All your clothes, although I don't doubt that it's clean, still have a strange smell, so I need to wash them with special products.”

I kept thinking about the words I use to explain, was she trying to get me to give myself away?

“I don't know how I'll find out later if I don't have the developed super sense of smell that werewolves have, but well if it's really necessary. Jisung has the clothes in the bag he has with him. A lot of the clothes, we share.”

“And what about that backpack?” she said, pointing to my back.

“There are only personal things like notebooks and books, no clothes,” I said as I left the wardrobe.

“Okay, then I'll ask Jisung. I suppose you know how to use the bathroom, don't you?", she question pointing towards the last door that was at the end of the small corridor.

"Of course. How wild do I think I am?"

“I just wanted to make sure, I wasn't trying to offend you. When you finish taking a bath, you will find clothes on the bed. I'll tell one of the employees to bring you a change of clothes,” she concluded going to the door of the room.

"If it's not too much to ask, I'd prefer it not be pink at all," I said as she gave the room another disgusted look, "I already have enough pink to burn my eyes."

Mrs Choi laughed at my comment, nodded her head and left, closing the door. I gave a sigh of resignation, took the box that Joohyuk had given me from my pocket and I headed towards the bathroom. I had to find a safe place to hide it.

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Was it so hard to have a normal shower? I almost drowned in there. The bathroom was another room, there was even a jacuzzi in it. When I came out of the bathroom wrapped in a robe and drying my hair, I saw a pile of clothes on the end of the bed. The clothes were neutral and cold colours, mainly black and gray, it had a light scent of vanilla that was comforting. I grab a long-sleeved black t-shirt and matching cargo pants.

After changing and finding a temporary hiding place for my backpack, I headed downstairs to look for Jisung, since I didn't feel his presence. On the way, I met Miss Choi, who was surprised to see my outfit. She wondered me why I was wearing those clothes and I told her that someone had left them on the bed, that Mrs Park asked for a new outfit for me. She explained to me that these were not the clothes that she ordered her to give me, she had even just found the clothes and was about to take it to me. She told me to go see Prince Seokjin who was waiting for me in the lab and after that I change my clothes immediately.

When I got to the entrance hall, I stayed for a while thinking in which direction the laboratory was until I heard someone approach.

"Jungkookie, have you seen my-" I think it was Prince Hoseok who was approaching looking at his cell phone and when he looked up he looked at me confused. "What are you doing with those clothes?" he asked with a frown.

"Um... someone left it on the bed", I said while I was looking at the clothes, what was wrong with it?

"Just change it if you don't want Namjoon to be in a bad mood," he determined, paying attention to his phone again.

"No," before my denial he raised his head suddenly, he was about to lash out, but I interrupted him. “I like it, it's comfortable and the smell of it is comforting, so I won't change it. If you'll excuse me, Prince Seokjin is waiting for me."

I left, leaving him stunned by my answer. I hated that they wanted to boss me around, much less without arguments. It's going to be hard living with alphas, they weren't used to humans or omegas rebelling against them and I wasn't used to them demanding authority over me.

After a few minutes, he had finally found the laboratory. I opened the big metal doors and the first thing I saw was Jisung putting on his shirt and getting off the stretcher. He barely saw me, he smiled at me and spoke to me through the link.

-Noona, don't worry just he i-

-Has he seen the mark?

"Oh! You're here," Prince Seokjin said as he finished arranging some jars on the table, “Take a seat on the stretcher, I'm done with Jisung”.

-No, I covered it with the makeup that Joohyuk gave me, I nodded and walked towards the stretcher. Remember to hide your eyes, he'll check them, Jisung concluded. We cut the mental link and he walked out the door.

I sat where the prince told me, he turned around observing for the first time the clothes I was wearing. He looked at it for a few more seconds and looked at me seriously, then he gave a forced smile and told me to raise the sleeve of my shirt. He tied an elastic band to my arm and prepared a syringe, when I saw what he was trying to do I jumped and pulled my arm back.

"Wh-what are you going to do?" I asked.

He laughed softly. "Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you. I just need a blood sample,” seeing my look of suspicion, he continued. “It's for the pack's database. So if something happens, we can act quickly. It won't hurt, it'll just be a prick."

After analyzing it a bit, I held out my arm. He drew the blood sample and began filling the tubes with it. He continued to listen to my heart and my lungs, he measured and weighed me, checked my eyes with a small flashlight and asked me to follow the light. Luckily, I put on the special contact lenses that Joohyuk had given me, I no longer had the strength to hide them myself.

The prince began to make me medical questions, which had the answers the same, 'I don't know'. He gave me a pitying look and told me that we were done, he asked me to go eat something and then go to sleep because tomorrow was going to be a long day.

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Seokjin' POV.

It was already quite late in the early morning and I didn't know if what I was seeing was correct or if I was too tired to see clearly. I had never seen anything like it and the fact that it was now in our pack I didn't know if I should be relieved to find something like this before others or worry if it was a threat.

The door opened startling me, I didn't realize Namjoon was getting closer.

“Here I am,” he said, stopping near the desk where he was analyzing the results. "What do you have?"

"I called you an hour ago, where were you?"

"I'm sorry, hyung. I was wit-”

“It doesn't matter anymore. Look, I found something weird,” I transferred what I was seeing on the computer screen to the large TV on the wall. "That you see there is Marian's DNA and it-"

"Marian? Are you so comfortable already with her to you call her that?” he questioned crossing her arms.

"Please, not now. focus. Now, as I was saying, this is the girl's DNA, it's super weird, I've never seen anything like it. The gene is different from an average human, even from a werewolf,” I added two more images: one of human DNA and Jisung's then got up and walked over to the TV to give Namjoon a good explanation of what he was seeing. “This second image is of a human and the third of Jisung, an omega werewolf. The difference between the two is that in the first, the nuclear genome is smaller than the mitochondrial genes present in werewolves. Furthermore, werewolves do not have the same nucleotide base pairs as humans. But if we look closely at Marian's and zoom in a little more we can see that instead of being a double helix DNA, it is a triple helix. The nucleotide bases are the same as humans but it has others that I cannot identify at this time. This will definitely go into my thesis.”

When I looked at Namjoon he was looking at the screen thoughtfully. He is very intelligent but this could be too much for someone who is not dedicated to this. I was about to explain it again in other words, when he decided to speak.

"So you're telling me that she's not human, but you can't tell what kind of being she is either?"

“Exactly,” at least he got the point.

"Can you find out that is she?"

“Yes, but it will take me a while. I cannot promise a specific time, there are many new things that I have never seen."

"We must keep her in our custody in the meantime."

"Do you think we are doing the right thing to let her stay in the pack?" I was the crown prince, I should know well what is good for my people, but since it is something we had no information about, it is not something to be taken lightly. I needed more opinions.

Namjoon knew my internal conflicts very well and understood them. This was our agreement, to consult the decisions of the pack together, we would both be the leaders in the future and if we disagree it would bring problems.

"Don't worry, hyung. I will take care of moulding her and if she becomes a threat, I will eliminate her with my own hands.”

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⭐️Stardew Fanfic ⭐️

Sebastian Carpenter

December 13th. Three Days after Asking Sai out

(Here’s my shot at some creative writing, a journal entry by Sebastian. He’s taking in the fact that he and Farmer Sai are finally together and reflecting on how he developed feelings) Read more below ⬇️

I know this is just a Journal entry to myself. It feels weird but… I should say it. I’m sorry for not seeing you immediately after that night, Sai. I was just overwhelmed that you said yes. All my fantasies, that you could be with me, gained this new scary potential. Not just guilty pleasures that I could retreat to, feel shame over, then return to reality. You said yes, and then you kissed me deeply. And I kissed you back, just as deeply. I’m not… used to visualizing something and seeing it come true.

Fuck. Like, what do I do now? I can hold you now. All those times this year, when we were a hands length away from leaning on each other. Small touches, like when you grasp my shoulder or knee as you laughed. All those times I wondered “what if we went further?” Then I’d feel so fucking embarrassed. “The hell is wrong with me?” I admonished. I constantly wracked my brain wondering if your flirting had romantic motivations. But, even at my least confident, sure you couldn’t possibly feel that way about me, I’d fantasize about being with you.

The strongest urge was in summer, about a week before the Festival of The Moonlight Jellies. It was hot, even in my family’s cabin. I wanted to go hang by the lake to cool off. I left the steps of my house when you rounded the corner.

“Hee hee, surprised to see you out this early!” you chuckled. I was surprised too. Seeing you suddenly gave me that weightless feeling, so I quickly had to plant my feet.

“Yeah well, it’s hot as hell in the house. I’m gonna cool off by the lake.” I mumbled.

“Sick me too! Is it ok if I join you Seeeeba?” You sang. I think that was the first time you called me that ‘Seba.’ And hearing it in that sing-song tone, threw me the hell off guard.

“Sure.” I uttered weakly. You settled next to me by the lake. I should’ve been used to it at this point, but that day, you felt super close to me… I dunno I’m probably projecting or something.

For some reason, maybe it was the heat, I was really drinking you in. You wore a yellow-orange crop-tank top with thin straps and lived-in denim short shorts. Your hair was frizzy and shrunken from the heat, tight, dark, rich brown coils. As you were telling me you just finished pruning and watering crops, I could also see that your bangs were out and were slightly sticking to your forehead.

“One thing I miss is movie theaters, Dreadful Dead 6 is coming out next month.” Fuck, seriously? We were having a whole conversation and I was being a fucking weirdo staring at you? I pushed down the embarrassment quickly.

“I know, I wish we had one. I know a pretty reliable torrent site though” I replied. We got right into talking about horror movies after that. A common occurrence talking with you, it always feels effortless, cozy. However, my mind wandered again, I wanted to drink more of you in, greedily.

We were lying next to each other, in the grass. I looked over at you and my eye landed on your dimple, shrinking and growing as you spoke and laughed. Your eyes, big and dark sienna, looking up at that sky. Your nose, button yet aquiline. Your lips. Man. Your lips, round and full, a cool deep brown. My eyes stayed there a long time. I dared to… look at the rest of you. I’m embarrassed to even write it. I could see your belly, round with a divot highlighted by your navel ring. Dammit, body piercings are so fucking hot to me, and you proudly show off your belly and your ring. I damn near obsess over it, even now. Your legs and arms were out that day, muscled yet full and supple looking. All over, you had a sheen of a mornings worth of sweat, you glistened. We laughed and talked, I felt almost high, intoxicated.

“— Yeah, my ex hated horror movies” you spoke offhandedly. And I was drunk off of you.

“So you’re single?” a thought that dribbled out of my mouth like drool. I caught myself in my blunder but, you caught me too.

“Yeeeeeaaaah, why do you ask?” You teased. Honestly my responses to that blunder are a fucking blur to me. Hopefully, ya know, as we get closer, I’ll be less petrified by that memory.

After that though, you surprised me, further fueling my then fantasy.

“Ya know Seb, I bet you know the best spot to watch the Moonlight Jellies. Wanna be my personal tour guide?” My mind was filled to bursting, heavy with the weight of that question. Why me? What do you mean by personal? Is this a date? Or are we just hanging out? Are you teasing me? Do you hate me? Do you… like me?

A rush of questions, that became a statement: I like you. I want you. Badly. I couldn’t deny my dumb fucking fantasies. Fantasies of holding you to my middle. Fantasies of my hand cradling the nape of your neck and kissing you. Even my deeper fantasies… I won’t write them down …

Now. I’m here, the fantasies a reality. No, the reality is deeper than I’d imagined. There’s no comparison to feeling your skin on mine. Your palm is rough, but the top of your hand are like silk sheets. The small of your back is my favorite place to rest my hand. Your lips, warm, inviting, enveloping. The slight salinity from your kisses when we make out after your chores.

Heh, the fuck am I writing? I want to feel you more Sai, but the potential is so scary. Do I deserve this? Your touch and attention? I only had my fantasies and my shame. But we’re here now. You’re here now. I don’t wanna waste that. I won’t waste that. I hope you’ll be patient with me Sai. I want to be in reality with you. I’m not use to a reality like this, but fuck do I want to hold onto it. Hold onto you.

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HELLO BABE LETS GET THIS GOING

ok so I’m thinking prompt #40 with rich kid!tom holland, summer camp!au because he’s not used to making things or doing things for himself but he’ll do it for her <3 cannot wait to see what you do!

Anything for you my boo bear 💖 First fic of the year for Summer of Love, many more coming shortly! I hope you enjoy some tooth rotting fluff! Love you the most xx

Charm Bracelets

40 - Making each other charm bracelets

Pairing: Rich Kid!Tom x Reader

Summary: Tom wants to make you something to show you how much he loves you

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When Tom got sent away to summer camp he never imagined that he��d actually end up enjoying himself. His father had sent him away as a punishment after he trashed the beach house during spring break. Instead of vacationing and having fun with the rest of the family, Tom would have to spend his summer working. It was supposed to be miserable, but, much to his surprise, it turned out to be one of the best summers of his life. Sure the boys in his cabin could get a bit rowdy at times, but he had a lot of fun with them. Plus you were always next door to help him reign them in if they got too out of control.

As much as he loved his boys, you were definitely the highlight of his summer. The gorgeous counselor of his sister cabin, you’d swept him off his feet from the first moment your eyes met. He couldn’t count how many nights you two had sat on the porch, long after the kids had gone to bed, just talking. It had become so much more than a camp fling or a whirlwind summer romance, it was real love for him, and he was absolutely terrified of losing you.

Summer wasn’t even halfway over and he was already beginning to panic about what would happen when you went back home. It wasn’t that you’d be particularly far away, your college was only about an hour from his parents house, and he had no qualms about moving to your school or renting an apartment near you, but he was scared to talk to you about it. He was worried that you wouldn’t want any of that, that you wouldn’t want to continue your fling after camp ended, and he was absolutely terrified of facing that sort of rejection.

He decided he should bring it up at night, after the kids had gone to bed, but that plan didn’t work. He chickened out each time he tried because he was worried about tainting the memory of your late night talks. So he decided he’d do it during the day time, preferably during free hours, so the kids would be less likely to interrupt you. Today would be perfect, it was a bit cooler, and most of your kids had decided to spend their free hours at the outdoor rock climbing tower. While they were busy scaling the tower and giggling with each other, you were seated at the base of the tower, waving up at them while you worked on some kind of jewelry making kit. Nervously Tom came to sit down beside you.

“Hey,” you smiled over at him, “I thought you were heading to the lake.”

“TJ took the boys who wanted to go to the lake, a couple wanted to try the big wall again so I promised I’d take them,” he pursed his lips, “Figured we could hang out while the kids are up there.”

“Yay,” you leaned over and kissed his cheek, “You wanna help me out?”

“Sure,” he peaked over at the mess sprawled on the ground in front of you, “What are you working on?”

“Charm bracelets, there sort of an old camp tradition. You give them out to all the friends you made over summer,” you chuckled, “It’s super corny, but there’s an old camp rumor that if you give one to your summer love you’ll stay together forever. Some of the girls heard about it and they really wanted to make some so I told them we could work on them after dinner. It’s super fun for the campers, but the charms come in these big, unorganized tubs, and I wanted to try and sort them a bit so they don’t try to dump them on the floor or something.”

“That’s cute,” Tom grinned, excitement suddenly bubbled up inside him. A corny, old camp rumor about being together forever? It couldn’t get more perfect. “I’d be happy to help you organize love.”

“Thanks Tom,” you pushed a small pile of charms to him, “You can start with these.”

“Got it,” he got right to work organizing the charms in front of him, “So do you think it’s true? The whole staying together forever deal?”

“I don’t know, I only ever gave them to my friends,” you blushed lightly, “I was gonna give one to a boy I liked one year, but he had already got one from another girl. It was pretty devastating to my thirteen year old self.”

“His loss sunshine,” Tom chuckled, “Really, he doesn’t know what he’s missing out on.”

You rolled your eyes, “Thanks babe.”

“Anytime,” he kissed your cheek again.

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Tom had to be strategic about his bracelet making if he wanted to keep it hidden from you. He knew word would get back to you fast if he went around bragging, and he wanted you to be surprised. As it turned out though, making a charm bracelet was a lot harder than he thought. Tom didn’t have the same crafting skills that you and other counselors did because he’d never really made any homemade gifts. It was a lot easier to go to the store and just buy the perfect gift, or to pay someone to go find it for him. He knew though, even if he bought you the most expensive charm bracelet in the world, it wouldn’t have the same effect. It was about putting in the time to make it himself, like when you’d put in the time to make him a tiny beaded lizard for him to attach to his lanyard. That tiny gesture had meant the world to him, and he wanted to do something like that for you too. Plus he was pretty sure the whole staying together forever bit wouldn’t work if he didn’t make the bracelet himself.

“Uh Tom, what are you doing?” one of your campers, a small girl named Ava, frowned at Tom while he sat on the porch of his cabin attempting to put a decent bracelet together.

It was the middle of free time, so the kids were all scattered across different groups. A few of Tom’s boys had decided to take a little downtime after a long morning hike, and Tom had decided to stay with them so he could work on his charm bracelet while they napped.

He was attempting to organize the charms in a way that you’d find pretty, “Just working on a little project Ava.”

“What kind of project?” she attempted to peek over at his work, “Is it a charm bracelet?”

Tom blushed lightly, “It’s just a project. What are you doing Ava? Where’s (y/n)?”

“She took some of the girls to ride horses,” she stated in a matter of fact tone, “Some of us wanted to go to the lake instead so she sent us with Charlie,” she pointed down the trail behind her, “See, there they are.”

Tom hummed as he spotted Charlie and a few of the other girls bobbing up the path, “Lucky break, I would have had to get you in trouble if you were wandering around alone.”

“You're grouchy,” Ava commented, still attempting to peek at what he was doing, “Are you in a bad mood because your charm bracelet sucks?”

“My charm bracelet doesn’t suck!” he flushed at the accusation, “It’s a perfectly normal charm bracelet!”

“No it isn’t, there’s way too many charms on it,” she sat down beside Tom, “Who’s it for?”

Tom pursed his lips, “Promise to keep it secret?”

She nodded and pretended to zip her lips shut, “I’m great at keeping secrets.”

“It’s for (y/n),” he confessed with a sigh, “I don’t really know how to do this sort of thing but I really want to make one for her. You know, because of the camp legend or whatever…”

Ava’s eyes widened excitedly, “Like so you guys can be together forever?”

Tom nodded, “Yes, exactly.”

“That’s so romantic,” she giggled, “You really love (y/n) that much?”

“Yeah, I love her a lot,” Tom sighed and set the bracelet down on the deck, “You really think it sucks?”

“Well when we were making ours (y/n) told us the charms should all mean something,” she explained as she began digging through some of the charms he had laid out, “What do these mean?”

“Nothing,” he groaned, “I just thought she would like them.”

“Ava come on we’ve got to get ready,” another girl, Harper, came bouncing up the stairs with a smile.

“I think I’m gonna stay here instead, Tom really needs help with his charm bracelet,” she smirked, “He’s making it for (y/n).”

“Ava!” Tom snapped while Harper went wide eyed.

“You’re making (y/n) a charm bracelet?” Harper grinned.

Tom groaned while Ava nodded, “Yeah, and he really needs help.”

“I wanna stay too,” Harper beamed.

“I do not need help,” Tom scoffed, “You two go to the lake. I am perfectly capable of making a bracelet.”

“Come on, we want to help,” Ava whined.

“Yeah, and we’re both really good at making bracelets,” Harper held out her wrist as an example, “See? Look at the one Ava made me.”

“And look at what Harper made me,” Ava stuck her wrist out also.

“Hmm,” Tom peeked over the bracelets, they were definitely much better looking than his, “Those do look good…”

“Told you,” Ava smiled smugly as Charlie came up the chairs to the deck.

“You two are supposed to be getting ready for the lake, not bugging Tom,” she smiled down at them.

“Can we stay here?” Ava asked, “Please? Tom needs help with arts and crafts.”

Charlie looked over at Tom, “Is that okay with you?”

Tom nodded, “Yeah, some of the boys are napping and hanging out inside the cabin. I don’t mind watching them if they want to hang around too. I’ll just bring them down to the dinner hall when we head back.”

“Sounds good, girls don’t harass him too much.”

“We won’t,” Ava giggled.

“Yeah we’ll be good, promise,” Harper agreed.

The girls plopped themselves on either side of Tom while the rest of the girls piled into the cabin with Charlie. They began digging through the charms he had laid out, instructing him to pick ones with actual meaning. Pretty instantly he was able to grab a couple, an ice cream cone, a small heart, and a sun. As he dug through more and more charms he was able to connect meaning to many more pieces, and the girls were able to help him arrange them in a way that was much cuter than what he would have been able to do on his own.

“This looks great girls,” Tom complimented while he admired their work, “I think she’ll love this.”

“Do you think you guys will get married now?” Ava asked dreamily.

Tom chuckled, “Someday maybe, hopefully. It’ll probably be a little while though.”

“If you guys get married before camp next year will you invite us?” Harper beamed up at him.

“I don’t think we’ll get married that fast,” he smiled at the thought, “But if we do I’ll make sure we invite you girls, as long as you don’t tell (y/n) about the bracelet. I want it to be a surprise.”

They both nodded but Harper squealed, “Are you gonna give it to her tonight?”

“I don’t know about tonight, but I will soon,” he promised, “It’s got to be the right moment. I need you girls to keep it between us until then though. I’m trying to be with her forever, I don’t want to risk anything jinxing that.”

They looked at each other and nodded, “We won’t say anything,” Harper promised.

“Yeah, our lips are totally sealed,” Ava agreed.

“Good,” he nodded, “Now go get ready for dinner, and practice not saying anything.”

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Tom decided to wait until the kids had all gone to bed to give the bracelet, figuring it should be a special moment between the two of you. He asked you to come meet him out at the fire pit in front of your cabins after your kids fell asleep, where he sat anxiously on a log waiting for you. He shoved the bracelet into his pocket as soon as he spotted you and clenched his hands nervously in his lap.

“Hi,” he smiled awkwardly.

“Hi,” you raised a brow, he was visibly nervous, like he had been right before he kissed you for the first time, “Everything alright?”

He nodded, “Yeah, just come sit,” he patted the spot beside him.

You sat down on the log and crossed your legs, “You sure? It seems like you’ve got something on your mind.”

“Well I do, but it’s nothing bad,” he popped his knuckles before continuing, “I just, um, I wanted to talk a bit, and give you something.”

You smiled kindly back at him, “It’s just me Tom, whatever it is, it’s nothing to be nervous about.”

He nodded and slipped one hand into his pocket, “I’m not really sure the best way to do this, but I think I’ll give you this first,” he pulled the bracelet out, clutching it tightly before he handed it to you, “I-I made it.”

“Aw, Tom,” you pulled the bracelet up to your face to examine it, “This is so cute!”

“Thanks, I did it because of the whole legend and everything…” he flushed.

You pressed an excited kiss to his cheek, “I love it, it’s totally perfect.”

He sighed in relief, “Ava and Harper had to help me make it, you know I’m not really good at that sort of thing. I hope you like it.”

You beamed ear to ear as he snapped the bracelet onto your wrist, “I love it, it looks great Tom.”

He smiled at the praise, “They told me that the charms are supposed to have meaning, so I made sure all the ones I picked really meant something,” he rubbed his thumb over your wrist, “Like the sun, because I call you my sunshine, and the ice cream because of the time your cabin beat mine and capture the flag and I had to buy everyone ice cream.”

“And then we had our first kiss that night,” you finished the story for him, “What about the peach?”

His lips curled to a smirk, “Well I told the kids peaches are your favorite fruit…”

You burst into laughter, “Let’s stick with that then,” you continued to fiddle with the charms while you spoke, “This is super cute Tom.”

“I’m glad you think so, I’ve never really made a gift before so I was really worried about how it would turn out, honestly the girls were a big help,” he bit his cheek before continuing, “So, uh, you know, we’re gonna be together forever now right? We’re not gonna break up when summer ends or something…”

“Of course not!” you laughed, “Tom I am totally, head over heels, crazy in love with you.”

“Me too,” he squeezed your hand in his, “I was just kind of worried because we hadn’t talked about it or anything.”

“Well you’ve got nothing to worry about,” you promised with a kiss, “Maybe we won’t get to see each other every day anymore, but we’ll make it work.”

“That’s the other thing,” he flushed again, “I was thinking maybe I could move out towards you, so we wouldn’t have to be so far apart.”

“That’s really sweet Tom, but I don’t want you to have to uproot your whole life, I don’t mind a little commute,” you wrapped your arms around his neck, “You’re worth it.”

“You are too, but I wanna see you everyday, I don’t want anything to change,” he nuzzled his nose against yours, “It’s not really a big deal for me to move.”

“I think we’ve got a little while before we really need to worry about any of that,” you chuckled, “I haven’t even met your family yet, I don’t want them to think I’m trying to steal you away or something.”

“They won’t think that, they all know I’m crazy about you, I talk about you all the time,” he confessed, “Maybe you could meet them when camp ends though, and maybe I could meet your family too…”

You nodded, “I would love that Tommy, and I think my family will be totally crazy about you.”

“And I’m sure mine will feel the same,” he glanced over at your cabins, making sure none of the kids were spying before he pulled you into his lap. He took the hand he’d placed the bracelet on and kissed the inside of your wrist, “You wanna stay out here a little longer? I could tell you what the rest of the charms mean,” he offered.

You hummed and nodded, “Tell me about the heart next.”

“Well that one should be obvious,” he bit his cheek, “It’s my heart sunshine, and I gave it to you a long time ago.”

You rolled your eyes, “That was the corniest line ever.”

“You loved it,” he accused, “My corny one liners are the reason you fell for me.”

“No, it was the cute little swim trunks you parade around in at the lake,” you purred, “I just like your peach.”

He burst into a fit of laughter, “Well I like every bit of you sunshine, love it even.”

“Yeah, I love you too,” you pressed a long, lingering kiss to his lips, “Corny one liners and all.”

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the parent trap

CHAPTER NINE: to defeat... the family civil divisions of napa and london respectively!

The boys plot. The world all over ought to be trembling in fear.

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Roman gets it into his head that they ought to do a picnic.

“Dad and I go on picnics a lot back home,” Roman says. “There’s even that little fake beach by the lake, it would be perfect—”

It’s a nice enough idea, and frankly Remus is always down to rob the kitchens, so he agrees; he gets a plastic grocery bag, fills it up with goods, meets with Roman by the basketball court, and they make their way down to the fake beach.

Roman deflates.

There’s already a flock of over-fourteens there. Juniper and Hemlock, it looks like, so even older—around fifteen to seventeen. They holler and horse around and generally don’t seem to appreciate the beauty of nature around them.

“I guess it’s taken,” Roman says.

“Screw that,” Remus says, “you want to watch the sunset over the lake, don’t you?”

“Well—yes, but—”

And so Remus swaggers up to the group of boys.

“Isolation cabin’s claiming the beach tonight.”

There’s a chorus of laughter.

“Yeah?” One boy says, who seems to be the de-facto speaker of the group.

“Me,” Remus says. “We’re staying here either way. So either we can make our peace and you can ignore us and go, or you can stay here causing trouble and get spotted by one of the counselors.”

“Why should they care?”

“Because no one’s supposed to talk to us. There was a whole announcement about it: leave Isolation alone. You don’t want to get in trouble with the Marvins, do you?” Remus says pointedly.

The boys snicker at the thought.

“Fine,” Remus says. “You don’t want to get in trouble with me, then. You saw what I did to Marvins and the Maples—just wait to see what I’ll do to you.”

The boys weigh this. Then:

“God, it’s so lame—whatever, freak,” the de facto leader scoffs, starting the exile, and the campers scatter off after him.

“Right call!” Remus shouts after their backs, which makes a few of the boys pick up their pace.

“There,” Remus says, plopping himself down in the lounge chair. “Fake beach to ourselves—what?”

Because Roman’s just staring at him.

“I think you must just have a complete lack of shame,” he says. “Or decorum. Or—”

“Yeah yeah yeah, I’m a freak of nature,” Remus says comfortably. “Are you gonna picnic with me and watch the sunset like you wanted or not?”

Roman considers this. Then, primly, he settles himself on on a lounger.

“Thanks,” he says quietly.

“No prob,” Remus says, already digging through their makeshift picnic basket. “You want peanut butter and jelly or peanut butter and marshmallow fluff? What am I saying—”

“Jelly,” they chorus together, and Remus hands over the sandwich, muttering “yeah yeah yeah, and I’m the weird one.”

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“Say advertisement.“

“Ad-ver-tiz-ment.”

“Say aluminum.”

“Aluminum.”

“Wrong!”

Remus, held in a bridal carry by his brother, is dunked back into the water and brought up, as if they’re playing the Categories game in the pool rather than the Perfect Your Accent Or Get Water Forcibly Up Your Nose game.

“Try again,” Roman says.

“All-ooh-min-ee-yum.” Remus sighs. “Extra syllable. Right. All-ooh-min-ee-yum, got it.”

“Better,” Roman says. “Now ears.”

“Ears,” Remus says. “Ears ears ears ears ears.”

“Still all wrong!” Roman says, and dunks him for good measure.

“Ugh, I’m never gonna get that one,” Remus complains as soon as he surfaces. “Why do you have to pronounce ears so weird?!”

They’re interrupted by a cleared throat.

Paddling near them, keeping a lookout on the lifeguard, is Nick. He’s somehow managed to lay hands on sunglasses that are patterned with tie-dye at the edges. It actually looks really cool.

“...oh,” Remus says, and Roman lets him down so he can stand in the shallow end with his own two feet. “Hey.”

“Hey,” Nick mutters. “Uh… sorry about the whole. Y’know.”

“Exile?”

“Yeah,” Nick says. “Teagan feels bad, too. Like, we helped with all of that.”

Remus shrugs. “I masterminded it.”

“...sorry about the whole… y’know, James,” Nick adds, when he sees Roman standing near them.

“Why?” Roman says, then, nodding to Remus, “He isn’t.”

“That’s right, I’m sure not,” Remus says cheerfully. “If anything, I should have gone way harder with messing up Maple cabin, now that I know they would’ve just kicked us into the middle of the woods.”

They all stand in quiet, for a moment, in the pool.

“I know I can’t really talk to you here, but we can probably talk when we’re at home. Penpals?” Nick says.

Remus smiles. Just a bit.

“Sure. Penpals.”

“You too, James,” Nick says. “If you want. Whatever you did to his shoes was freakin’ hilarious.”

“Oh!” Roman says, looking surprised. “Erm—all right, sure. We can write.”

“Oh, I forgot about that,” Remus says, then, “get over here, Roman, I’m dunking you under for that—”

Roman turns tail and swims quickly away, Remus chasing after him and laughing, and Nick must make his exit when Remus isn’t looking.

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“What’s your school like?”

Remus turns to Roman; their beds are pushed together again, their respective bears tucked under their arms.

“Do you get to ride a big yellow school bus?” Roman says curiously. “Or are those only for TV?”

“No—I mean, we ride them sometimes, like, to field trips and stuff,” Remus says. “But Virgil or Pa usually drives me to school.”

“Oh,” Roman says, deflating.

“You want to go on a school bus?”

“They’re in so many movies!” Roman says.

“It’s a bus, Roman,” Remus says. “I know you have buses in England. You have, like, really famous buses in England. Do you ever ride those double-decker things?”

“Very rarely.”

“Ha! See?” Remus says. “Do they rent those out for British field trips, too? Hey, what is British school like?”

“Oh,” Roman says, visibly foundering in a way that makes Remus narrow his eyes. 

“What’s that face?”

“What face? Erm—it’s just school, I suppose. It must be very like American school.”

Remus pokes Roman in the cheek. Again. And again. And—

“Okay, ow!”

“The face!” Remus says. “You made a face!”

“All right!” Roman says. “All right. I like my classes just fine. My classes are nice.”

Roman wavers.

“But?” Remus prompts.

“...but,” Roman sighs, then, squirming. “I dunno. I don’t think people like me much. I don’t have many friends”

Remus sits up in outrage.

“That’s not possible!”

“What?”

“You not having friends! Not being liked! You’re all—all artsy and talented and stuff, of course people are gonna like you!”

“You didn’t like me when we first met, and we’re literally brothers.”

“I—” Remus flounders. “That’s different. What the hell is going on over there?”

Roman shrugs, plucking nervously at some imaginary piece of thread in his sheets.

“Roman,” Remus says, poking his shoulder. “Ro-man.”

“...there’s this guy,” Roman mutters.

“I knew it,” Remus hisses, even though he hadn’t previously known anything about Roman’s schooling since five minutes ago.

“Richard Davies,” Roman begins.

“Hate him already.”

Roman gives him a Look. Remus quiets down.

“Richard Davies… I dunno. He was new to the area, like two or three years ago, but his dad and mum donate a lot of money to the school, so he gets away with a whole lot, and he’s on all the sports team, and I guess he just hates me.”

Remus is swearing eternal enmity with one Richard Davies.

“And since he’s on all the sports team, he made a lot of friends, and I mean—I was friendly with other people, but we weren’t friends, so when Richard Davies said Oi, James, and said I was out… it was easy for them to make the choice. I was out.”

“Jackasses,” Remus mutters angrily.

“That’s part of why Dad sent me all the way to camp here,” Roman says. “So I’d’ve done something fun over the summer, something I can talk about in school, so I could maybe learn some new things and make a new friend…”

“I’m your friend,” Remus says, and Roman throws his arms around Remus’s neck, pulling him in for a hug.

“You don’t count,” Roman mutters. “You’re my brother.”

The way he’s squeezing Remus so tightly begs to differ.

⁂

“Hey! Hey, uh—no one in particular!”

Roman pauses from where they’re walking by the football field—he absolutely refuses to refer to it under the American name unless he’s pretending to be Remus—and looks over.

Most of Maple is there; some have dispersed to drink water, others are running pass plays between them, just generally dawdling between matches.

Remus frowns. “I’m gonna go get some water. Yell if you need me.”

“Sure,” Roman says, and watches Remus go to the water fountain, and Asher runs up, huffing and puffing, a football under his arm.

“Hey,” Asher says, quiet. “Uh—everything going good? He’s not being terrible, is he?”

“No, actually,” Roman says. “It took us getting locked in the cabin during that rainstorm, but, um. I think we really get along.”

“That’s good,” Asher says. “I mean, weird. But good for you, I guess.”

There’s some more silence.

“We’re gonna miss you during this soccer game,” Asher says. “Monroe sucks as a striker.”

“Screw you, Asher!” floats down from further in the field.

“Yeah, he kinda does.” Roman says.

“You too, James!”

They both ignore him. 

“...if we don’t talk, I bet you guys can play,” Asher says. “The Marvins didn’t say anything about playing together. Just talking.”

A little smile breaks out on Roman’s face.

“Yeah,” he says. “Okay.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay!” Asher says eagerly, then, shouting, “HEY, JUST DON’T TALK TO THEM, WE CAN GET ROMAN AND REMUS IN HERE AND THEY CAN EVEN OUT THE TEAMS!!! JUST NO TALKING!!!”

Maple cheers, beckoning them over, and Remus knocks his head against Roman’s shoulder before they run in together to join the fray.

He probably should’ve insisted Remus go on the other team; he’s absolutely rubbish at football.

⁂

“Okay,” Roman says, popping out of the closet. “How’s this?”

Remus looks Roman up and down, reviewing the outfit Roman’s picked from Remus’s belongings—a tie-dye shirt, striped shorts, his sunglasses hanging from the neck of his shirt.

“Not bad!” Remus says approvingly. “Wait, say it in the accent, though.”

Roman clears his throat, and makes himself speak a bit more nasally in the Californian accent. “How’s this?”

“There we go!” Remus says, and he disappears into the bathroom, too, to select a test outfit for their test day.

Roman has to send him back during his first attempt—he picks clashing patterns, as if that’s something Roman would do—but eventually Remus emerges in a breezy red top, black shorts, and red butterfly clips in his hair.

“Much better,” Roman says in an American accent.

“Simply stunning, darling,” Remus says in a British one, spinning around.

“Okay,” Roman says. “So—we can’t break character, all day. We each go off and do our own thing, and we have to pinky-promise that we say if we get found out and why. Okay?”

“Yeah, okay,” Remus says, then, at the look on his face, changes his voice back to match Roman’s. “I mean—absolutely right!”

They link pinkies; Remus squeezes, hard, and Roman winces just a bit.

“Good luck,” Roman says, crossing his arms over his chest and crossing his fingers, the same way he’s seen Remus do.

“Best of luck, Remus,” Remus says with a wink, and he begins to take a meandering path down to the cafeteria.

Roman takes a deep breath, and he spends some time messing up his hair just so.

When enough time has passed for him to be appropriately late to pass for Remus, he starts his swaggeringly slow descent to meet Remus in the mess hall.

Remus nods to Roman, fork and knife in hand, politely cutting up bits and pieces of eggs and putting manageable bites in his mouth.

Roman takes a breath before he reaches out and grabs food off of Remus’s plate, sticking out his tongue even as Remus pretends to protest.

When he’s sure no one’s looking, Remus winks at him.

Roman smiles to himself, even as he feels the awful sensation of scrambled eggs squished between his fingers.

Yeah. They’ve got this.

⁂

“Okay, for my activity, since we did your picnic—are you ready for this? I don’t think you’re ready for this.”

“I’m ready!”

Remus sings out a little dun-duh-duh-DAHH! as he presents his bounty: a bag stuffed with a projector, its associated speakers, snacks, and a multitude of DVDs.

“Where’d you even get that?” Roman says, awed.

“Doesn’t matter,” Remus says breezily. “If they didn’t want us to steal, they shouldn’t encourage kitchen looting. I’ll put it back. Listen—Virgil will totally catch on if you don’t know these references, so it’s time to study up!”

Roman’s already pawing through the collection of DVDs. “Scream… A Nightmare on Elm Street… Candyman… Alien and Aliens… Night of the Living Dead… Invasion of the Body Snatchers… Psycho… Beetlejuice—”

“Don’t say his name three times!”

“Remus, watching these is going to take us all night!”

“That’s why I brought so much sugar!” Remus says excitedly. “C’mere, help me string up one of the sheets for a screen, we’re totally starting with Beetlejuice, you’re totally gonna love it—you like Winona Ryder, don’t you?”

“I love Winona Ryder!” Roman says brightly.

Remus is pleased he’s managed to lull Roman into a false sense of security for their night of terrors.

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[richmondsims]

2028 - Summer/Autumn - Two Years Ago

There was a proverb about how the only thing that stays the same is change. Kyle could believe that. The last couple of years had been a string of one change after another, and it didn't look like things were going to settle down any time in the near future, either. 

Two summers ago, for example, the house had been full of teenagers. 

Only two of them lived there, Kyle and Willow's foster kids, twins Georgia and Garrett. Teenagers tend to move in flocks, however, so usually their friends would be around all day too. 

Georgia spent most of her time with Melissa and Hope, and Hope was also Garrett's girlfriend.

... which sometimes left Melissa on the outside a little, although she seemed to enjoy Willow's company too.

They had all just finished their final year of high school and were excited for college and what lay ahead. The four would be living in the same dorm at Richmond City Tech.  Kyle and Willow hoped that this would mean reasonably frequent visits, as the college was less than an hour away.

That autumn, with the kids moved out and the house empty, Kyle and Willow had their first real vacation in some years. Kyle had just marked a 'milestone' birthday and they wanted to do something special to celebrate.

They went up to the cabin in the mountains in Three Lakes. The cabin had previously belonged to Kyle's parents, but now their large extended family shared use of it. 

Over the years they had developed some rules and routines around cleaning and maintenance, and little ways to make things more relaxed, like each person leaving some non-perishable food in the kitchen so the next person didn't have to shop immediately after the long drive.

There were also down sides to sharing the property, though. The cabin still had only an outside toilet. They planned to build on a proper bathroom, but no one had really taken responsibility for coordinating the project. Kyle and Willow hoped that, now that things would be a bit quieter at home, maybe they could start working on that.

Bathrooms aside, the place was comfortable and cozy, and just right for a quiet week away in the cooler weather.

--- From Kyle Part 1

My TS3 recreation of Three Lakes is the beautiful Salmon Woods, with some additions by me to give it a TS2 Three Lakes vibe. It's so pretty, this is why I want to move some of my playable sims out here and play it more often.

#richmondsims #ts3 #the sims 3 #sims 3 story

[mama-qwerty]

Darkling Wade - At The Lake

For @doomfox

The MacPherson clan--plus one--head out for a little getaway and some fun.

Wade stretched out on the sand, enjoying the way the sun warmed his scales. A soft breeze blew over him, bringing the scent of sunscreen and lilacs. The air smelled different here, but he supposed it should, considering they were 6 hours away from Green Hills.

The Dark rolled over onto his belly, tail flicking lazily behind him, and glanced to his left at the rest of the family. Silver and Knuckles—not family technically, but an always welcome guest from the Wachowski household—worked on yet another sand castle, while Eclipse splashed around in the shallows of the small lake. The lake and beach were both man-made, part of a ten acre property Callie had found to rent for the weekend. A nice getaway, she said, to just relax and enjoy some new scenery.

The redhead herself sat closest, propped on a little beach chair and reading. She wore a black skirted one-piece swimsuit with a powder blue flower print. Her long red hair was pulled into a simple high ponytail as opposed to her normal braid, and she seemed the epitome of ‘on vacation’. He smiled, and scooted closer to his girlfriend.

“Ya know,” he said, his voice low so the boys wouldn’t hear. “We could head back up to the cabin and get a little . . . alone time.” He lolled his forked tongue out and waggled his eyebrow ridge.

One of Callie’s eyebrows raised over her sunglasses, and she leaned forward with a little smirk.

“Wade Whipple,” she said, her voice soft. “Are you suggesting we run off to do things like . . .”

She leaned closer and whispered into his ear. Between her warm breath and the quite . . . creative things she suggested, his muzzle burned. When she pulled back, he stared at her wide-eyed.

“Really??”

“Yes, because I am an incredibly irresponsible adult who would leave three children to their own devices near a deep body of water in a strange area just to get my jollies.” She leveled another raised eyebrow at him as she settled back into her chair. “Seriously Wade.”

The Dark uttered a soft grunt before sitting up. “Can’t blame a guy for trying.”

“Points for effort, though.”

“Yay.”

“Mom! Look what we made!”

Callie held her place in her book with a finger as she looked over toward her elder son. Silver and Knuckles proudly displayed the second sand castle they’d created today, drawing an impressed whistle from the redhead. “Hey, that’s a nice one guys!”

Hedgehog and echidna smiled at each other, right before a small darkling pounced on the castle, spraying sand everywhere, including all over the two architects. Just like what happened with their first creation.

Silver turned to his younger brother with a scowl. “Eclipse, cut it out! We worked really hard on that!”

Eclipse gave a little laugh, scampering back to splash in the water. “Just build a new one!”

“Come Silver,” Knuckles said, grabbing a bucket to fetch more water. “Pay him no mind. We shall make a new castle, even better than the last!”

“Yeah!”

Wade smiled, lifting his chin toward the boys. “The big guy’s really good with him.”

Callie nodded. “I think he likes dealing with a hedgehog that isn’t so . . .”

“Loud?”

“I was gonna say boisterous, but yeah, that works too.”

He hummed in response, before a little smile curled his lips. He scooted closer, placing a little kiss on her shoulder. “That suit looks really good on you, by the way.”

She gave a little smile back. “If you say ‘it’ll look even better off’ I’m shoving an ice cube down your shorts, I swear to God.”

Wade laughed, leaning back on extended arms. “Can’t a guy think his girlfriend is pretty?”

Her smile grew wider, and her voice held a little laugh. “Duly noted, and greatly appreciated. But if you’ve got all this extra energy why don’t you go play with your mini me. I think he’s really starting to tick off Silver.”

The Dark gave a little sigh, pushing himself to stand. “All right. I could use a dip, anyway.” Wade called over to Eclipse, and the two Black Arms moved further out into the water.

~X~X~X~

About an hour later, Callie was about halfway through her book. She was honestly only half paying attention to it, as she kept an ear on the conversation Silver and Knuckles were having.

“Do you like Earth, Knuckles?” Silver asked, his voice soft and curious.

The echidna hummed in response. “I have been to many planets, some with more advanced technology. Some less developed. Earth is . . . a good combination of the two.”

Silence as the hedgehog considered this. “Does that mean you like it here?”

“Yes. Earth has many things that are nice. Many parts remind me of my original home.”

“Do you miss your planet?”

Knuckles paused, his hands hesitating as they patted the moist sand into shape. “Not my planet. No.”

Another silence. “Do you miss your family? Your . . . what’s the word . . . tribe?”

The older boy was quiet for a time, and when he answered, his voice was soft. “Yes.”

Silver nodded slightly, his lips pulled tight. “I miss my mama, too. Sometimes a lot.”

The two sat in silence for a long moment, as they worked on their castle. Callie stared at the words on the page, but her heart drummed faster in her chest. Should she get involved? They were having a nice moment together, but it was such a sad subject. Her knee-jerk reaction was to swoop in and try to lighten the mood, but that seemed . . . cheap. Like it would ruin the trust they were building together. This shared pain.

“Do you like being on Earth?” Knuckles asked, his voice gentle and soft.

“Yeah, I like Earth a lot. It’s so much nicer than my planet. The air is cleaner and there’s lots of water and I’m never hungry. I don’t have to feel scared all the time. It’s really nice here.”

The echidna gave a little hum. “You have found a good home.”

“We both did! And Eclipse and Sonic and Tails too. I guess . . . I guess missing our other families hurts a little less when we have new ones who love us. Right?”

A little smile curled Knuckles’ muzzle. “Yes. My new family helps me feel less alone. It . . . it is nice to be a part of a tribe again. To have those you can trust, and care for you.” He gave a little chuckle. “Even if a certain hedgehog can drive me mad every now and then. But I suppose that is what family does.”

Callie smiled at this exchange, and risked a glance over at the two. They sat on their knees, carefully patting and building their latest castle creation. True to what Knuckles had said earlier, this one was indeed a step above the previous ones.

And then she noticed movement in the distance.

“Incoming!” she called, and Silver turned in time to see his brother launching himself at their construction. The hedgehog held up his hands, a cyan light shining around them and capturing Eclipse in mid-leap.

“Gotcha! Not this time!”

The darkling struggled in his brother’s telekinesis. “No fair! MOM! Tell Silver to let me go!”

Callie shook her head. “Nope. He told you to cut it out.”

“MOM!”

Knuckles walked forward and pulled the frozen darkling into his hands, hefting his arm back as if he were ready to throw a football. Eclipse’s eyes widened.

“MOM!!!”

“Oh no, wait Knux, stop,” the redhead said, her voice deadpan, and going back to her book.

“MOOOM!!”

“Hey, you were warned. Mess with the bull, get the horns, kid.”

Knuckles readied himself to throw when a thought occurred and he cast a sideways glance at the darkling in his hand. “Can you swim?”

“Yeah?”

“Good.”

And with that, the echidna threw Eclipse far out over the water. Silver released his telekinetic hold on his brother, and Eclipse shrieked as he cartwheeled through the air, finally splashing into the middle of the lake. The three on the beach watched the churning water until a black and red scaled head broke the surface, issuing angry screeches and hisses as it did so. Satisfied the boy was okay, Callie went back to her book while Silver and Knuckles returned to their sand castle.

~X~X~X~

Wade had watched the gremlin toss from further up the beach. He’d teleported back to the cabin to use the bathroom, which apparently left Eclipse feeling bored for the five seconds he was left to his own devices. The former human shook his head with a smile. The kid really couldn’t resist poking at others.

But Eclipse’s unintentional cannonball into the lake gave him an idea.

With practiced ease, Wade teleported out to appear in mid-air above and slightly to the right of where Eclipse tread water.

“CANNONBALL!!” he cried, right before he hit the water with a spectacular splash, giving the smaller darkling a ride on the wave it created. Eclipse uttered a surprised cry, right before laughing.

“That was cool!! Do it again!!”

Wade obliged, and soon the two were teleporting higher and higher in an attempt to make the biggest splash. After about twenty minutes, Eclipse claimed victory and Wade let him. A new idea had formed in the Dark’s mind.

He teleported back to the beach, and bent close to Callie. “Hey!”

“Hey. You’re dripping all over me, you know.”

“Oh, that’s too bad. Guess there’s no avoiding it now.” He closed her book and placed it on the sand next to her before pulling her into a standing position. “Come swim with me.”

She pulled her lips tight. “Mmm, I’m okay.”

“Oh c’mon. You can read anytime. We’ve got our very own private lake, just for the weekend! Don’tcha wanna take advantage of that?��

“I don’t like swimming in water with an ecosystem, thank you.”

“Don’t make me carry your butt in.”

Her brow furrowed slightly. “Really Wade, I’m good where I am.”

“Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he said, before throwing her over his shoulder and wading into the water. She uttered a surprised yelp at the undignified position, and he shook his head. “You’re gonna have fun if I have to drag you, kicking and screaming.”

“Wade, stop!” she cried, simultaneously trying to get down and hold onto him tightly. “Wade, c’mon don’t! Wade! I CAN’T SWIM!”

He stopped moving, just as the water hit his waist. He wasn’t expecting that. Shifting her weight, he gently placed her on her feet, and didn’t miss the way she grabbed tightly to his arms when the water reached her belly. “You can’t swim?”

Her face pinched in that way it did when she didn’t want to admit something. “No, I can’t swim. I just . . . never got around to learning.” She shrugged. “Didn’t seem all that important considering I didn’t live anywhere I was likely to need it.”

“That’s okay, Mom,” Silver said as he and Knuckles moved closer. “I don’t know how either.”

“Nor does Sonic,” the echidna added, crossing his arms. “I have tried teaching him. But he sinks like a rock no matter how hard he tries. It is strange.”

“Hey, you guys wanna learn?” Wade said, his hands gently cupping her waist. “I bet Knux and I can teach you. Right, big guy?” Knuckles gave a curt nod. “Whadda ya say?”

Callie bit her lip, a look of uncertainty on her face. She glanced back at Silver, who gave her an encouraging smile and nod.

“I’ll give it a try if you will.”

She returned his smile, albeit much smaller and shakier. “O-okay. Let’s give it a go.”

“Great!” Wade said, walking backwards and leading her toward the deeper water. “I promise I won’t let you drown.”

She arched an eyebrow at him. “Wow, I feel in such good hands.”

“Come Silver,” Knuckles said, wading into the water. “I will be your instructor.”

As the four moved in, Eclipse swam to meet them. “What’s going on?”

“We’re teaching your mother and brother how to swim,” Wade said, moving to help Callie float on her back. She wasn’t entirely on board with this, and struggled to give him control. “Wanna help?”

Eclipse blew a breath through his lips, and rolled his eyes. “Pfft. Swimming’s easy. You just pretend you’re dead and then move your arms and legs.” As if to prove it, he allowed himself to float face-down in the water before executing a doggy paddle. After a few strokes he came back upright, treading water and looking back at them with a wide smile. “See? Easy!”

“Eclipse, go do something else,” Callie said, her voice shaky. Wade’s hands were at her back, keeping her face above water.

“Hey!”

“Just breathe, Cal,” Wade said, his voice soft. “I’ve gotcha.”

Over the next half hour, Wade and Knuckles worked with Callie and Silver. Eclipse hovered around them, shouting ‘helpful’ advice, before getting bored and wandering back onto the beach to work on Silver and Knuckles’ sand castle.

By the time they called the lesson over, both mother and son had successfully swam a short distance on their own.

“Excellent work, Silver!” Knuckles cried, pumping a fist into the air. “You are well on your way to mastering this skill!”

“You’re not so bad yourself, Cal,” Wade said, pulling her up against him. “Nice job.”

She blushed, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I had a good teacher. Thanks, Bear.”

“My pleasure, Sunshine.”

The pair shared a quick kiss in the water, before resting their foreheads together.

“How do you make me do things like this?” she asked, a little laugh in her voice. “I swear you’ve got some sort of superpower or something.”

Wade snickered. “I promise to only use it for good. Like making sure you actually have fun. I like to see you smile.”

“You make me smile, you big gremlin.”

“I try.”

The two shared another kiss when angry voices reached their ears.

“What did you do to our castle??” Silver’s voice cracked slightly on the last word.

“I made it better!”

Knuckles gave a little huff. “There is a giant hole right in front!”

“That’s to trap any invaders!”

“But,” Silver said. “Won’t they see the giant hole before they get to the castle?”

“It’s a HOLE! There’s nothing in it! What are they gonna see??”

The echidna growled. “IT’S A HOLE!! The fact that there is nothing there IS what they will see!”

“Not if it’s nighttime!”

The three continued to argue as Callie rolled her eyes. “We’d better break things up before someone starts throwing punches. Or trees. Or darklings.”

Wade gave a little chuckle as he nodded. “Yeah, good call.”

The two waded back toward the beach, and Wade scooped up Eclipse to tuck him under his arm as the young darkling continued to argue with the other two boys.

“Who wants some food?” Callie called as she took Silver and Knuckles’ hands to pull them toward the cabin. “Think we all need some grub, and then some ice cream.” “ICE CREAM!” came the reply from a hedgehog, an echidna, and two Black Arms.

Callie smiled as she led the group to their temporary home. Her life may not have been what many would consider ‘normal’, but she loved each and every person in it.

~~~

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[gatheringdusk]

In the 1970s, my family ran a motel in the Bible Belt. It was a nice, clean motel near a popular lake, and we had a new Bible verse on the sign out front each week. Some families came year after year; word got around.

One of the features not advertised in the brochure but quickly shared among parents was the existence of a room that could be used, upon request, by any parent in need of a private place to punish a misbehaving son or daughter. By which I mean, punish them in the old-fashioned way. Such disciplinary methods were still pretty much the norm in those days, at least among our main clientele, but motel walls are thin and not every family liked to have the event overheard by people in the next room.

This was especially true when it came to disciplining older teens, a less frequent but far more serious event in most families, as my own experience confirmed. In that era, such punishments were often saved up for the return home from vacation, their promise enough of a worry to cast a sobering shadow and guarantee better behavior until that time arrived.

This wasn't necessary at our motel; a father or mother could simply make a quiet inquiry at the front desk, often accompanied by an embarrassed and worried looking son or daughter, and be given the key. I myself handed it over many a time. Something, though, a young lady might be sent on her own to get the key, the embarrassment in doing so part of the punishment. If it was a pretty girl in Bermuda shorts and a T-shirt or a light summer dress who made the request, with eyes averted, for the key to ‘that, you know, room down at the end,’ I wouldn’t even look at her directly as I handed it over; I was as shy as she was, and I also didn't want to seem nosy.

Besides, I knew that it must have been obvious that if my parents had decided to make that room available to motel guests, they were firm believers in not sparing the rod themselves.

The room in question was set off by itself at the far end of the row of rooms, with a storage room between it and the nearest guest room. It wasn't uncommon for a mother to carry a hairbrush in one hand as she guided her daughter firmly with the other along the length of the walkway to reach its door. More than once I saw the girls emerge wiping tears from their eyes.

The boys would also go there, even more often, usually with their fathers, who were invariably either wearing a leather belt or carrying one. I knew just what they must be feeling.

But I still think about one girl who must have been about to go off to college on the day in question. I myself had already finished my first year. She was beautiful and blond, and was wearing a white dress when her mother and she came to the front desk to ask for the key on their way back from church one morning. Her mother was tall and slender and her face had such a stern, resolute look that it even made me feel guilty and a little worried when she looked at me to ask for the key. It was as if she could see right into my own hidden adolescent sins, I suppose. The girl and I caught each other's eyes for a brief moment, and I'll never forget that look.

I can still see the two of them walking together down the row of cabins to the door at the end, the girl in white waiting nervously as her mother inserted the key in the door. For years when alone at night in my bed I'd imagine what went on in that room. In fact, all these years later I still do sometimes...

#fantasy

[streets-in-paradise]

Certified Paranoid - Barclay Wheeler Family AU Oneshot

Word Count 800 words

Characters: Andy Barclay, Jake Wheeler, Junior Wheeler, Nica Pierce

Warnings: AU were Andy adopts Jake and Junior with some Andy x Nica added to the mix.

Notes: This is a short domestic scene i wrote when trying to distract myself during a heat wave.

Tags: @losersclubisms @series-thoughts

@silvershewolf247

It was the hottest day of the month in the middle of an intense summer that was altering everyone's moods. Spending winter in company wasn't as difficult for Andy as that abnormally hot summertime had been. They were uncomfortable, he was uncomfortable and no one had the willpower to lift a finger about it. 

Two fans in a living room that wasn't huge to start with and a man with two boys trying to find relief was quite a desperate sight. Andy was laying on the largest couch and Junior was on the floor, mimicking a similar position with the addition of a lifeless-like expression. On his part, Jake was moving in synchrony with the rotating movement of the fan that was closer to him. 

" Couldn't you pay some more and get a cabin near a lake?" Junior began to complain at some point in the afternoon. " We would be diving in cold water ríght now. " 

The wishfulness in his tone at the end of the sentence spoke for himself. 

" You picked the wrong side for luxuries, kid. " Andy frankly replied. " If you wanted that sort of shit you should have stayed with Tiffany. Chucky would have been glad of exchanging you for a TV on the post divorce division. " 

Jake laughed and his cousin wished he had anything close to throw at him, or the energy to do it. 

" Don't listen to him, that's just the rich kid inside of him speaking. " Jake deepened the mocks. "Junior wouldn't change you for a lake house. " 

" ... Well, my brain is slowly frying so excuse me if i say dumb shit. " 

"... The less he would trade you for is a Beverly Hills Manor." 

Junior seemed upset to the core and that got an energical reaction out of him.

" Now YOU are saying dumb shit, Jake! I have lived with Andy more than you and I have become an expert survivalist. I'm laying on the floor because it's colder, what is your strategy?" 

" Moving with the wind." 

Imagining the hilarious visual made Andy look at Jake and when he noticed it the boy exaggerated the motion to make him laugh. 

Junior took advantage of the small mood improvement. 

" Dad, can we get an air conditioner?" 

It was weird for Andy to be addressed like that, even more from him but not precisely because it was more emotional than usual. 

His kids always used to call him mom.

" Holy shit, Jun! Are you alright?" 

" I'M BURNING ALIVE!!!" Junior screamed, acting as if he was clumsily attempting to raise. " PLEASE, I BEG YOU" 

Both kids have secretly wondered all summer why they wouldn't have one already. 

" You need a certified technician for that. " The man hesitantly explained. " ... I don't like to have strangers at home. Why do you think I live in the woods?" 

Jake had a good answer for that. 

" So nobody in miles would hear the screaming ?" 

" We know you are the ' i do all on my own' guy, but we can't deal with this shit anymore. " Junior followed, making snarking escalate. " Save that energy for when you try to impress Nica by changing tires." 

Andy actively chose to ignore the last part. 

" Cooling the cabin is a process. If we wanna do it ríght, we need permits. What if someone sees something weird when they come to check the place for the install?"  

The excessive caution of that man knew no límits.

Jake needed to ask an obvious question regarding that extremism. 

" What's next? Are you going to tell us you are afraid Chucky could take his time to find out you solicited a permit, find our technician and possess them, come here and try to kill us all? " 

" I didn't have that in mind, but now that you mention it..." 

" Andy, you are a certified paranoid. " Junior added in the counter strike. " Normally I would say that is awesome, but now it's making us roast in our own fluids. " 

" Yeah, it's not like we can pray to Damballa for good weather. " 

Jake was just joking, but Junior thought it was a brilliant idea.

" Wait a sec... Everytime Chucky speaks to him, it starts raining. " 

" Don't fuck with that, dumbass. What are we gonna do if he demands a sacrifice? " 

" We have our first volunteer!" Junior cheered, ready to pretend he would go macabre. " Thank you, Jake. I will think of you once the air will be breathable again." 

They were coming up with crazier ideas each minute that the bickering lasted. Luckly, Nica showed up at the ríght moment. 

" Let's be rational. " She attempted to calm the boys down. " ... I'm sure Andy can kill a deer in our names and it would be just fine." 

Andy couldn't help laughing and she wheeled closer to him. 

One sweet smile of hers and he was done. 

" So... What should we try first? Getting a cooling system or the voodoo sacrifice?"

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