i am really loving my cliche titles

Love grown in a Dance Studio

Originally posted by holyfuckmark


Summary: “You’re not a little girl anymore~”

Word Count: 1,154

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Drinking, Light swearing (nothing too serious.)


So I’m going to start putting my author’s notes at the beginning of my scenarios. This is just a classic best friends falling in love kind of story, I know it’s cliche but I really don’t think there are many romance scenarios that aren’t cliche. There is a part where it might seem it will get smutty but it doesn’t I promise lol. I also apologize for the cheesy title I’m shit at naming things. Also IDK what’s been going on with me but I’ve been having trouble writing well so I apologize if this is bad. I am going to be updating a little bit less, I’m going to try and do more quality scenarios for you guys rather than one every day, this doesn’t mean I won’t be posting often just maybe not every single day. I hope it doesn’t bother you~ Hope you enjoy this!

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Daddy’s Girl. Part 1 - Sam Drake x Reader

Hello, there!!
 First of all, Nony…thank you very much. Messages like yours make my day because being so hard on myself as I am,  it makes me happy when people like something I create.
 So I really liked your idea but I can’t write it all at once so I’ve decided to split it into chapters :) This is the first one and I hope you enjoy it :)
The title is so cliche but I love the double meaning in it :DDD

Title: Daddy’s Girl. Part 1
Words: 996
Warning: None for now but I might write some smut for the first time later on but I’ll let you know. It won’t be anything hardcore hahaha :) Again, English isn’t my first language.

The week had been really difficult for you, you had had so many manuscript to translate and so much research to do that if you saw another ancient thing in front of you, you’d probably go crazy.

You drove to your house slowly as you listened to music, you loved the way back home because you knew the day was over and you could finally relax.

Your cellphone was ringing inside your bag and you reached for it trying not to take your eyes off the road for too long, you took the device and you saw a missed call. It was your father.

After months of complete silence, the old man was now calling you and it was beyond you why he would be calling so late. You would call him once you got home.

You two had a very good relationship even though you had found him only a few years earlier after years looking for your father and at the time he had no idea of how to deal with the fact that he had a daughter, but now things were good between you two.

A few minutes later you were home, the lights were on and you didn’t remember leaving them like that but it was really common for you to forget about stuff, being such a distracted person as you were.

You opened the door slowly and you entered your house, leaving the keys on the entrance table and your shoes and bag on the floor next to the door.

When you turned you were face to face with a stranger, you grabbed the first thing you could find, an umbrella, and you pointed it at him.

“Who are you? What are you doing at my house?” You asked, your heart beating so fast you could feel it in your chest

“Hey Sully, I think your daughter is home” The man shouted as he watched you, he looked amused

You saw your father coming towards you and you felt less nervous but you still had the umbrella in your hand just in case.

“Lower that thing, kid…you’ll poke someone’s eye with it” Your father said

“What’s going on?” You asked as you threw the umbrella aside and hugged your dad “I thought I was being robbed or something”

“If you had answered my call, you’d know” Sully said

“How did you get in anyways?” You asked

“A locked door never stopped us” the other man answered

You looked at him properly now, he was very tall and intimidating, his V neck was a bit tight on his arms and chest and you could see his muscles but you tried not to stare at his body as he was watching you as well. He had a tattoo on his neck and when your eyes met he gave you a smile. He was really good looking but you tried not to think about that right now, there were more important things.

“I’m Sam, by the way” He said

“I’m (Y/N)” You answered as you shook his hand

You hold his gaze and you couldn’t look away until Sully hit Sam on the back of his head.

“What was this about?” Sam looked at Sully

“She’s my daughter, don’t even think about it” Sully said

Sam didn’t say anything, he just smiled and looked at you again with a smirk on his face.

“So, what brings you here?” You asked your dad “I haven’t heard anything from you in months”

“I had this job to do with Nathan” Sully answered as he walked towards the dinning table

“I thought he wasn’t in the business anymore” You said

“Well, he wasn’t…it’s a long story, kid”

You approached the dinning table where you could see papers and maps covering it.

“Something tells me this isn’t just a regular visit” You got some of the papers and examined them

“I need your help with something” Sully started “We found some manuscripts and we need your help to understand them. Since you’re a historian I thought you might know something about these”

You looked at the papers and there was a lot to read, it was written in Spanish and some of the papers contained notes in Portuguese. It was full of symbols you remembered seeing before but you could understand only parts of everything that was written and drawn.

“This is Mayan” You finally said “I’ve seen these symbols a couple of times at the university when one of the professors brought some artifacts from Guatemala. Where did you get these?”

“It’s another long story but do you think you can help me with them?” Sully asked

“Yeah, of course. But I need some time though, it’s not easy and I also have stuff at work” you continued “But you can stay here for as long as you need to, I have an extra bedroom and one of you can sleep on the couch, it’s really comfortable”

“We can stay at a hotel, I don’t want to be in your way, kid” Sully said

“Dad, you won’t bother me and besides, I guess we need this time together”

You looked at Sam again and he was leaning against the table with his arms folded, he was still watching you and you wanted to know what was so interesting about you.

“Alright” Sully finally said “We are staying, but the bedroom is mine”

“Fine by me, nothing can be worse than a Panamanian cell anyways” Sam answered

Once they were settled, you went back to your bedroom and finally lay on your bed.
You were happy to have your father close to you, you two really needed some quality time together and there was no better way to do that than working with him.
 And there was also that Sam guy, there was something about him and as much as you didn’t want to admit it, you were looking forward to getting to know him.

anonymous asked:

Some bonding fics please? I know, I know, huge cliche, but I just really love that trope! I'm pretty sure I've read everyone in existence already, but pleeaaseeee.

No worries, I’m always craving bond fics. Always. I mean, The Marriage of True Minds is quite possibly my all-time favorite. Hopefully there will be a few on this list you haven’t read. And if there are stories you love that aren’t on this list, feel free to send me titles! I am, by the way, excluding most creature fics, and including forced, accidental, and telepathic bonds. * for favorites.

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