what i can tell you baby james has always been bad

What if Lucius had died in the first war?

There seems to be a general consensus that Draco got most of his poor traits from his father and most of his good traits from his mother. So I wonder, what would have happened had Lucius been killed in the prior to 1981 and Draco had been raised solely by Narcissa?

Narcissa is fiercely loyal, especially towards her family, especially towards her son. She would (and does!) protect him at all costs as we see in both HBP and DH. So imagine how she would have reacted had she not had the (sometimes conflicting) loyalty to her husband or at least no reason to follow his idol.

Because had Lucius died in the first war, killed in action in a raid or something, the Dark Lord would have most likely brushed his sacrifice off saying something like he was not strong enough. After her husband’s death and that disrespect, Narcissa would most definitely have turned on the Dark Lord. Even if she still hated muggleborns, even if she still believed in pureblood supremacy, you can bet that she would be against the Dark Lord. When Bellatrix’s ideals were a threat to Draco’s life, Narcissa threatened her right back and hexed her for being in the way. If she would turn on family, just think what she would do to the man who took her husband away from her.

She would have gone straight to the Order of the Phoenix, plying her way with all the information she had learned from Lucius, all the tidbits she had overheard while eavesdropping in her own home. Imagine Sirius’ shock when he walks into the Order meeting and finds he ex-cousin (re-cousin?) sitting primly on Dumbledore’s right hand bouncing baby Draco on her knee, the Black mask of indifference firmly set on her face. That meeting runs long. Narcissa has more information about the Death Eaters organization than the Dark Lord ever intended anyone to have, especially an unMarked woman. Safe houses, hierarchies, inner circle members, spies, double agents, dark creatures who have been bullied or enticed into fighting, corrupted Ministry employees, intended targets, she tells them everything. But only after acquiring the vow of every single person in the room that they will protect her and Draco. She forces Dumbledore to make an Unbreakable Vow.

She had skillfully rid the Manor of the Dark Lord–an apparently weak woman, openly mourning her husband is poor company–but she still knows well enough to act meek when Death Eaters come by the Manor. They continue to drop hints at tea, make pointed insinuations at dinners and introduce her to the ‘particular friends’ at the occasional ball she deigns to attend. Through this, she maintains the Order’s dependence on her, feeding them each bit of information she gets; new targets (the Potters go into hiding), new members (Wormtail is outed before he has opportunity to do harm), relocated safe houses (after the the Hogsmeade location raid student recruitment for the Death Eaters dropped dramatically).

Regulus comes to the Manor one afternoon on the pretense of a family dinner and tells her that he knows she is the one feeding the Order information. She has her wand digging into his throat before he can say “Bludger”. Instead of threatening her, he begs her to take him with her; he has crucial information about how to defeat the Dark Lord. At the next meeting, Sirius walks in and chokes on air when he sees his brother sitting on Narcissa’s right playing peek-a-boo with Draco.

Draco and Harry are not enemies at Hogwarts. They meet as toddlers at Sirius’ post war celebration. Narcissa allows the friendship because while Lily might be a muggleborn, she was also instrumental in the Dark Lord’s death and besides, James is a pureblood, even if his line has always been rather liberal. Harry isn’t scared off when the Sorting Hat tells him that he would do well in Slytherin because even though Ron said, “there’s not a witch or wizard that went bad that wasn’t in Slytherin,” Harry knows that Reg and Cissy (”Regulus and Narcissa, Harry, please. I don’t care what Sirius says, he’s an idiot!”) were in Slytherin House and they’re both heros. Draco isn’t surrounded by poisonous frienemies or bulking lackeys because his longtime friend Harry is there with him and when some of the other Slytherins prove less than kind, Harry and Draco leave them in the dirt (quite literally, maybe Uncle Moony shouldn’t have taught them that spell so young) and find worthy friends from other houses. The Dark Lord doesn’t return, most everyone lives and all because Narcissa does revenge better than anyone.

Ball Chain & Satin

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: “Can you write a one shot where Bucky and Reader are getting married, but Bucky is scared. Angst or fluff, it’s up to you. Thanks!” Requested by Anonymous.

Word Count:1,391

Warnings: Language (probably)

A/N: I’m working on my requests, yay me! Oh boii, the fluff is strong :) Hope you’ll like it!

Originally posted by heartsandwheels

You were in front of the mirror, admiring your sleeveless satin wedding gown when someone knocked on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me.”

Grabbing a fistful of satin, you gathered up the skirt of your gown and moved closer to the door. You pressed your ear against the wood and heard him shuffling around on the other side of the door.

“Buck, what are you doing here? We’re not supposed to see each other before the ceremony.”

“I wanted to see you.”

“You’ll see me in an hour. Now, hush!”

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My SteveTony Fic Rec List

So I made a list of all my fave SteveTony fanfictions that are:

  • 10k+ (except for a few ones that are to good to not include)
  • have nothing to do with MCU Civil War

Its super long that’s why its under the cut.
Have fun reading.


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Ten Years (Part 9)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,144 (minus the flashback)

Warnings: language!!, fluff, mentions of past cheating, confrontation, crying

A/N: Tags are closed. I wrote this so quickly because I got super motivated by all your messages. I think the angst is winding down. This is a turning point for reader, and I’m excited for her. Also, Bucky’s got a lotta ‘splainin’ to do!

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 -

Originally posted by coporolight

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welcometomomuniverse  asked:

Hi, I'm doing some research right now in regards to fans imagining of harry potter. you were the first blog i found to suggest the idea that harry could be Indian. Do you have any specific headcanons in regards to this? Or what it means to you to have him be Indian? It's okay if you're not comfortable answering. Thanks.

This is a really great idea! I hope your research goes well. 

Well I began to imagine Harry as being half Indian because Harry as a character reminds me of my brother (who like me is half Indian). I always saw him as looking sort of like Dan in terms of skin colour and hair colour. 

It was only through Tumblr that I really started to look more deeply into it. A lot of people had Harry as mixed race in their minds and seeing all that art and those ideas allowed me to explore my own thoughts on it. 

Reading the books again (I read them at least once a year), I realised how meaningful it was that the Dursleys had never liked or approved of James Potter. They seemed to see Lily as having lowered herself by marrying him. To me, as a child of an Indian father and English mother, I KNOW that reaction very well. Sometimes it’s not said, but it’s implied and it gets to you. People called James lazy and basically hinted that he wasn’t good enough for Lily (Snape and Petunia mostly) which is a sure sign he was brown, because as far as I can see James was a good man who adored his wife and son. A lot of people will unfortunately always go out of their way to try and make brown men look bad. Not to mention that Snape’s superiority complex was so deep that I find it hard to believe that it just came from the fact James was cruel to him at school. I honestly believe it was partly because Snape held racist beliefs (at least when he was younger). He never could take it that Lily had chosen James over him. 

The stuff about Harry’s dark, messy hair seemed to fit too, because in our family we all have dark hair that curls. My brother’s hair curls if it grows long enough, and my dad has really thick dark hair as well. 

Then there’s how the Dursleys used to try and hide Harry’s appearance from the neighbours, which implied he looked noticeably different to his family. I always got the impression the Durselys and their neighbours were UKIP sort of people. You know, the sort who wouldn’t say they were racist but would be suspicious if they saw a brown person in a shop. 

I know the reason the Dursleys don’t tell Harry about James is because of the magic, but I also like to think that part of the reason was that they wanted to bring him up like a ‘nice English boy’ and keep him from his father’s culture. Everything about them screams trying desperately to make Harry ‘normal’ and to them ‘normal’ would probably mean trying to erase his links to his heritage. He might have found power and solace in that, and they wouldn’t have wanted that.

There’s also the fact that before James was murdered, he was making sparks of light fly from his wand to make baby Harry laugh. In 1981 (the year of the murders) Diwali would have fallen on October 27th, which is only 3 days before Halloween, when James was making the sparks. I personally feel this could have been to do with Diwali, since it is the festival of lights. 

Last (that I can think of right now) is how Harry’s eyes always stand out to people. They are obviously striking, and I think him being brown skinned and dark haired and having his mother’s green eyes would make that more prominent. My brother has green-ish eyes (inherited from our mother), despite the fact most of our Indian family (me included) all have dark brown. It’s definitely noticeable and something you might comment on. 

Thanks for the question by the way! These aren’t all my original headcanons, but I can’t really source them because they’ve come about through reading the ideas of lots of people and forming my own ideas for Harry through them. 

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It Meant Something

Part 5 of “A Muggle?” 

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Word Count: 4,963

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“Moony,” James whispered, giving his friend a nudge. Remus turned his attention away from the two teenagers off in the distance and gave James a questioning look. “Are we gonna do something about those two, or what?” James asked, motioning to Y/N and Sirius, who were laying together under a tree near the black lake. “Have you forgotten what happened last time we tried to meddle in Y/N’s love life?” Remus raised an eyebrow at him. “Well that was because we were trying to mess it up. This time, we’ll be helping them get together. Besides, that bloke didn’t like us. Not only does Padfoot love us, but he’s one of us,” James shrugged. “That brings us to my next point. I love Padfoot as much as you do, but you know how he is with girls. I can’t let him do that to Y/N,” Remus shook his head, turning his attention back to Sirius and Y/N, who was laying with her head on his chest and pointing up at a cloud. “But Moony,” James protested, grabbing his attention once again. “This is different. When was the last time you saw Pads even look at another girl?” James asked him. Remus pondered this for a minute. “I don’t know,” he finally admitted. “It’s been months, Moony,” James told him. “Months.” “I still don’t think it’s a good idea to get involved,” Remus sighed.


Lily and Alice exchanged knowing looks as Sirius continuously grabbed small pieces of food of Y/N’s plate. “Sirius,” Y/N laughed, giving him a light shove. “Knock it off!” “Don’t know what you’re talking about, Love,” Sirius shrugged before grabbing another piece off of her bread. “I mean it!” She laughed, “Eat your own dinner!” “Where’s the fun in that?” He smirked. “Well, you’ll get to eat dinner, and-wait for it, this is the fun part- I’ll get to eat dinner, too!” Y/N feigned excitement. “I think my way is more fun,” Sirius decided, continuing to steal Y/N’s dinner. “You are such a pain, Padfoot,” Y/N rolled her eyes with a sigh, swatting his hand away from her plate.

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Imagine Moriarty taking you shopping for clothes (changing room smut)

Moriarty X Reader


Mirrors


“I like this one,” Jim holds up a black mini skirt. “And this.” He picks up a black, low-cut top. Very sexy. Not your kind of thing really, but Moriarty gets what Moriarty wants when it comes to you, so you smile and agree. “Let’s go try them, come on.” He takes your hand and leads you to the changing room.

“I’m afriad you can’t go in there with her, Sir.” The woman tells him, as you walk past her to the cubicles.

“I’m afraid it’s the only way you’re going to get any money.” He smiles what is a seemingly charming smile, but you know it better. It’s his don’t-fuck-with-me-darling smile. You’ve seen it enough. The woman sighs and turns away, giving up, so you and Jim go into the room that’s furthest away from anyone else. Once he locks the door, you look around. The room is completely mirrored, you can see yourself from every angle, reflected infinitely from mirror to mirror. Jim looks at you and you smile a little. “Turn around, beautiful.” He tells you, and you do so immediately. He slowly unzips the back of your dress and it falls to the ground. His lips press against your neck and you shiver, partially due to the sudden change in body temperature, and partially due to the contact with him. By his order, you’re not wearing any lingerie today, so you’re completely naked, staring at yourself in the mirror, with him behind you, staring at you in the mirror too. You smile a little. “Dear God, you are a beautiful specimen, aren’t you?” His eyes drink you in, every little exposed inch of your body. Regardless of your flaws, he will always find you stunningly beautiful, perfect.

“Thank you, darling.” You giggle lightly as his hands run over your breasts and tugs at your now-hard nipples. He kisses your neck, biting down softly. You moan a little, and lean your body back into him. He moves his mouth to your collar bone and kisses wetly across it. “Oh, Jim…” You whisper. He gently pushes you against the mirror, so your face is up against it.

“Stay there, my beautiful girl.” He reaches down, you watch him in the mirror, and gets the skirt. “Try it on, baby.” He hands it to you. You put it on slowly, purposfully bending all the way down, giving him a full view of your ass.

“Do me up, babe?” You ask, tease in your voice. He zips you up and looks at your reflection.

“That’s lovely on you.” He smiles. The skirt is very, very short – of course he’d like it. You sigh and laugh.

“Thank you, dear.” You suddenly feel his slap on your butt. You gasp. “Jim!”

“Y/N!” He mocks your tone of voice with a grin. He pushes you against the wall once more, except this time in the corner, so that your hands are on both walls and you’re bent over. You hear his zipper and your breath hitches.

“Here?! Really?” You ask, your voice a loud whisper.

“Yes, really.” You watch his smile in the reflection. You move your hands lower down the walls so you have better support to hold your body. He smacks you again and you grit your teeth.

“Jim, you bad man…” You laugh lightly. You love how bad he is -  it’s a massive, massive turn on for you. You feel his erection press against your leg. Damn.

“You love me really.”

“I do.”

“Good girl.” He strokes your ass and kisses down your spine. His member teases your hole and your heart is in your mouth. “I’m so hard for you.”

“You should be.” You retort, making him smile.

He suddenly fills you. You don’t expect it, so you shout out. “Shush, shush, baby. We’re in a shop, remember?” He asks, laughing.

“Oh yeah….” You giggle and as you move, you feel your body move against his penis, moving it further inside of you. He then begins properly, going in and out, in and out, slowly. Damn, it feels good, you feel so full – full of him, this man that you love more than anything else. His one hand holds across your stomach, so he doesn’t fall, and the other goes further south, massaging your button almost mercilessly. His fingers spread you and enter you and you bite you lip trying not to shout out. He puts a third finger in you and you feel the stretch. Heat builds up inside you and each time he thrusts fully into you, you see stars. You both moan and groan and pant loudly, louder than you should in a public place.

“Cl-close?” He asks, his sweat dripping onto your back.

“Y-Y- Ah! Jim! Fuck!” You come without warning, and he does too, immediately after, shouting your name in one incoherent moan. You stay there for a moment, panting, and see the white substance dripping down your inner thigh slowly. You close your eyes and are vaguely aware of his hands on your leg.

“Lick.” He whispers, his fingers by your mouth. Upon further inspection, you see that he has collected some of his sperm on them. “Lick them, baby girl.” You grab his fingers and suck on them hard. You love how he tastes. “There’s my good girl.” He smiles against your bare skin, and stands you up properly, turning you around to kiss you passionately.

“YOU TWO GET OUT NOW!” A voice shouts from the other side of the door. You’ve been caught.

“What a shame…” Moriarty mutters, holding your new skirt out to look at it. “We didn’t even get a chance to try on the top.”



THE END

anonymous asked:

(chanting begins at a distance) buullet points... buuullet points... Buullet Points! BUUllet POOints! BUUUULLEEET POOints! BUUUUUUUULLLEEEETTT POOOINNTTSS!!!! (CHANTING CONTINUES AT A DISTANCE)

you had me at the first chant friend

  • the first couple of times lena sees krypto, she’s still not exactly sure?? how to act around him??
    • she’ll always hesitate right before touching him because?? this is what she does right?
    • but krypto, he just is one of those dogs that seeks constant affection
      • he always wants people to pet him or sit in their lap. but he’s massive, so it’s a little hard. he’s either one of those big dogs that doesn’t really understand he’s huge or he knows that, but it’s still nice to be held sometimes
        • lena can understand that
    • so he nudges her hand or bumps up against her, and lena’s so surprised, because it just- he’s so soft and sweet and doesn’t really expect more from her than a simple pat. she can handle that, it’s good
  • kara, oh she wants to help and say yes, this okay, he already likes you a ton, but she tries to tone it down and just let it play out
    • even though it hurts her heart just a little (it’s a lot, it hurts a lot), because she knows lena sometimes does the same with her. she’ll look up and lena’s hand will be there, just barely refraining from touching her or she’ll draw away, fingers curling in her fist
    • but it’s okay, because krypto can do his friendly nudges that gets this precious, beautiful- oh gosh, she’s so gone already- but this little smile on lena’s face and kara can make sure lena knows she’s there for her and make sure she’s not at the office too late and have you eaten yet lena??
  • one time kara convinces (that implies it took multiple attempts from kara, but really, no lena said yes immediately) lena to come on a walk with them
    • but of course, of course, kara’s got to go be a hero, and she’s not really thinking when she shoves krypto’s leash into lena’s hand with a promise that she’ll be back soon
      • krypto always tries to follow along, but she can’t- she can’t bring him, because she knows it’d be a lot easier to make him disappear than her once someone catches wind of a superpowered dog
    • lena and krypto just stare at each other for a moment
    • and then he just bolts, and yes, there’s multiple photos of lena luthor, the lena luthor being dragged around by some dog
      • kara finds them two miles from where she left them and she’s just??
      • krypto looks thrilled and lena, poor lena looks like she’s been dragged bushes and grass -she was- and are those feathers??
      • but there’s this thrilled smile on lena’s face and oh, maybe kara forgets to breathe for a second but it’s okay, it’s okay because she doesn’t really have to do that but so often and it gives her an extra minute to stare
  • once kara and lena get closer (ha, see what i did there?), krypto hates it, he’s such a baby, he hates it when lena leaves
    • he’ll howl at the door for hours
      • kara’s neighbors no longer like her which just sucks?? there’s this nice older lady who used to give her any leftovers she had?? and krypto, i can’t survive without those leftovers. cookies, krypto, she’d bake me cookies
      • that’s a lie. no one can stay mad at that duo. they are only slightly annoyed
        • kara still gets her food and now treats are passed to krypto too
    • anyway, lena suggests- and she’s so worried, because is this too much but kara always tries to make sure she’s comfortable and never ridicules her and krypto just looks so sad when she leaves- so she suggests that she can take him to work one day
      • he usually stays at home or kara takes him to the deo. all the agents love him. lena’s slightly worried about his treat intake
        • j’onn totally has a bag of treats in his desk and yes, that’s a bed under it too, it’s uncomfortable on these floors, Kara
    • kara brightens at the idea and krypto? he’s definitely got some pep to his step when lena walks him into l-corp
      • he just dozes by lena’s desk. sometimes lena takes off her heels and krypto just plops down beside her feet and it’s nice and warm. his little huffs against her feet, it’s so cute
    • and when some jerk comes in a little louder than he should, a little more in lena’s space than anyone should be- it’s intimidating. lena doesn’t let it show, but she doesn’t like people in her space, she’s not used to it- krypto is between them so fast
      • no one wants to mess with this huge dog that’s just staring them down
      • lena says fuck it, krypto gets all the treats
  • sometimes lena wonders if this is how she goes, stuck between kara and krypto
    • kara always just curls around her, and it’s nice (it’s wonderful actually, it’s- it’s something she’s never experienced before, kara’s need to be close and there and oh, it’s so wonderful)
      • but it’s really hot?? not in a good way. and kara never really has on the air, because she doesn’t notice it, so it takes a few times of lena coming over before kara thinks to start turning it on
    • but with krypto added to the mix?? lena thinks she’s about to mcfreaking die
      • he tries wiggling between them, oh gosh he loves them so much, but kara just clings to lena, so eventually he gives up and just sprawls out over the both of them and lena??
        • she’s dying. she’s sweating so bad 
        • and kara, she’s so precious, sometimes she’ll notice it, but it’s the middle of the night and snapper is harassing her constantly between crime fighting so she’s tired 
          • sleepy kara is so adorable, lena doesn’t stand a chance
      • but she’s a more than a little drowsy anytime she notices lena’s suffering™ and just sort of reaches over and do you have a fever? you’re really hot
      • and then krypto’s noticing they’re awake and is crawling all over them and kara’s hovering because she’s worried and lena is still hot but mostly she’s in love because she’s got kara and krypto and they’re so amazing and they’re her family, so she just waves them off and gets them to go back to sleep
        • she maybe switches out the thick comforters kara has, but it’s life or death come on
        • alex has to tell kara remember to turn on the air before you cause your girlfriend to have a heat stroke
  • game nights are ridiculous
    • kara and krypto have seem to come to the agreement to help each other steal food from everyone’s plates??
    • no one can resist big, fluffy krypto rolling over beside them or oh, offering his cute paw to shake and kara’s just plucking food right off their plate
      • she teaches krypto to high five just so they can do it after a sucessful operation
    • and all kara has to do is throw an arm around alex or get winn talking about the latest alien with james to distract them. she presses a kiss to lena’s cheek- screw sauve lena luthor, she’s a dork and in love and yes, that’s all it takes for lena to get flustered and distracted when it comes to kara
      • they are the most adorable team. everyone knows what’s happening, they don’t care
  • kara and lena try and go on a trip for a weekend, and winn and james convince them to leave krypto for a guys night
      • it’s good because krypto can get overwhelmed too. when the lights and sounds are too much and a completely different place may get too rough for the doggo
    • kara and lena call constantly. it’s so fucking ridiculous. james starts ignoring their calls until lena threatens to fuck up his suit. he doesn’t know how, but all he knows is that winn swallows nervously, tugging on his tie and that lena is not to be messed with
      • not because she’s a luthor. they had their issues when they first met. more james being untrusting because his best friend suffered at the hands of her brother, but now? not even mentioning the sappy way she looks at kara or they way, oh she melts anytime kara walks into the room or is mentioned, but just simply lena- there’s nothing simple about her, she’s smart and gentle to the ones she loves and is amazing- lena is good
      • but because he’s seen her at game nights. she’s ruthless man, no mercy.
        • she loans kara money in monopoly everytime
      • he makes sure to answer every call after that
    • by the time they get back, kara opens the door and it’s just. a mess. there’s food boxes everywhere and the curtains are ripped and lena, the table’s broken, why is the table broken
      • winn is passed out on the chair with his tie half eaten and james is on the floor
      • krypto looks very comfortable on the couch with a blanket
        • he’s even happier when he sees his two favorite people are back, and they just hug him so tight. it’s so cute to see.

this got really long, i’m going to stop

James March: “If you were to die outside of the hotel, I will never see you for all of eternity.”

James is sitting on the edge of the bed smoking out of his pipe watching you get ready to go out tonight with your girlfriends. It has been a weekly thing lately. James was never comfortable with you going out, especially a night out drinking. But, the both of you made an agreement that he can have his ‘hobby’ as long as he lets go out and do as you pleased. You never cheated on James and the thought has never occurred to you. You just enjoyed hanging out with your girlfriends instead of being stuck in the hotel all the time. 

James always worried for you every time you stepped foot out of the Hotel. He would always think the worst. Many scenarios would go on through his head, from someone harming you, or even worse, killing you. If anything, he’d rather have you die on the grounds of the hotel so that he would have you forever.

“Darling?” James looks at you with a worried look on his face.

“Yes James?” You reply as you’re putting on your ruby red lipstick wearing nothing but your light pink silk robe.

“What sort of mischief will you and your lady friends be getting into?”

You start walking to your closet to put on your dress. “I told you yesterday. We’re going to that nightclub that’s two blocks away from here.” 

James sighs. “You know that I feel the most vulnerable when I’m not there to protect you.” He stands up and starts slowly pacing as he’s still smoking out of his pipe. He was starting to feel more and more uncomfortable about you going out.

“Yeah I get that but I’ll be fine. Like, what do you expect me to do anyways? Just stay in the hotel all the time?” Once your dress was on, you straightened it out, then grabbed your heels so that you could sit on the edge of your bed to put them on. As you walked out of the closet, James noticed the dress you had on which stopped him from pacing. His eyes grew wide and he clenched his jaw to help control his anger.

“What on earth are you wearing?” He looks you up and down repeatedly with a disgusted look on his face. You were wearing a short black dress. It was short, but it wasn’t THAT bad. James is just really old-fashioned.

“Uh? A dress? God James, I forget sometimes that you’re so old-fashioned.” Your heels are on so you stand up to grab your perfume from your vanity. James stops you before you could grab your perfume and tightly grabs you by the wrist. His face raging with anger. “This is nonsense. I can’t have my lady wearing such vile clothing!”

You weren’t phased at all from him yelling. “Well you’re gonna have to get used to it. Unless you want to retire from your hobby.” 

James was about ready to yell at you again but instead, he took a deep breath because he realized that you were right. There was also no way in hell he would want to give up his hobby.

“Very well then, dear. You may do as you please. But from now on, I need you to protect yourself.” James lets go of your wrist. He inhales from his pipe, then grabs a pocket knife from his drawer to give to you.

“Really, James?” You say to James as you’re rolling your eyes holding the pocket knife in your hand.

“This is for your protection. If you were to die outside of the hotel, I will never see you for all of eternity. I cannot have that. I will not.” He quickly shakes his head in disagreement.

“Okay fine.” You put the pocket knife in your small purse then you go to your vanity to spray your perfume on while James is still standing there with a concerned look on his face. He just kept telling himself that he needs to stop worrying and accept it. 

Your phone goes off and it’s one of your girlfriends texting you: ‘be outside in 5′

“Okay, I have to go now baby.” 

“Ah, yes.” James rolls his eyes.

You put your phone in your purse, then you grab James’ face to give him 3 kisses on the lips. “I’ll be back around the same time as usual. I love you!” You rushed out the door, with James replying, “As do I.” His heart dropped a little as he watched you walk out of the bedroom door.

*NOT MY GIF*

baby it'll be okay

summary: charles xavier loves with a passion, but sometimes his significant other needs to love him for the both of them.

warning: depression and all that comes with it

author note: james mcavoy is pretty much my life tbh

Originally posted by mcavoy

It isn’t that he hates himself, because he doesn’t, it’s more that sometimes the entire world is standing on his chest and his own thoughts run around in his head until he just can’t anymore. He doesn’t want to teach, he doesn’t want to eat, he doesn’t want to help save the world, he just wants to lay in bed. Worst of all, he can’t just lay in his bed.

He feels empty most of the time. Sometimes though, he can hear his students thoughts and their own worry for him and guilt and anxiety claw at him and consume him because what if he isn’t really a good professor, what if they all hate him because of his bad days, what if what if what if. At these times, he prefers the emptiness.

Of course, he can’t afford to lay in bed so he goes to class and teaches, but all the students know. It be hard to miss. And he sits with them at lunch and dinner and they still know because he isn’t eating. None of them mention it though because then he gets in a furor mood and his students distance themselves and it hurts.

They don’t mean it, they don’t mean to hurt him. They just don’t know what to do because they’re honestly still kids. He doesn’t blame them for it either. They don’t deserve that.

These days are rare though, most of the time he can push away everything–telepathy, he realizes, has its ups and downs. Only when his mind is too weak to push it all away does it happen. Maybe he’s lucky, other people can’t push it away at all.

And then, there’s her. She’s younger than him, early twenties, and she could do anything she wanted with her life, but she doesn’t leave him. She lays beside him at night and runs her fingers through his hair and kisses him and loves him like she promised she would. Then sometimes she pushes him around outside when it’s warm and everything is blossoming. He could listen to her voice all day, it’s blissful. However, he can’t find a reason why she stays. She’s a mutant, yes, and the mansion is for mutants, but why she stays with him.Especially on the days that he isn’t himself.

“Hey Hank,” she runs her hand across the back of Charles’s wheelchair as she veers off from his side, allowing him to make his way to lunch in his own, “I’ve really been meaning to ask you about the telekinetic thing.”

Hank smiles back to her, like he always does, “oh yeah, of course, I’ve been working on that headset you asked for.”

Glancing back at Charles, she smiles to him, “I’ll be at lunch in a minute, okay?” He nods in agreement and watches as the two walk off, whispering about the headset he had been working on.

Charles only pauses for a moment, thinking about whether or not to dig inside either of their heads, before continuing on his way. Today is a good day and there isn’t much of a reason to do so. He knows Hank, he knows her. The thoughts that try to overrun his mind are just that–thoughts.

It’s ten minutes later and she’s sitting beside him. Watching to make sure he eats. He does, but the world is pressing down again and yes, it had been awhile since the last time his mind became a battlefield but he really didn’t want it to happen again. The pain and emptiness followed by the drastic emotional changes always had him on the verge of crying.

She looks to Charles, “I was thinking, how about tonight we go out? Get dinner, just the two of us. Everyone’ll be fine without us for a couple of hours and it has been awhile.”

He leans over and takes her hand, smiling big, “of course love. It has been too long. But these kids are going to be terrible when we get back.”

She shakes her head and laughs because he was right. They were liable to find them hanging from the rafters with Hank duct taped to a chair.

In retrospect, he always ruins things. Whether it’s because he can’t keep inside his own mind or because his wheelchair can’t go certain places or because he’s just himself, he knew that it was going to happen. And of course, it ruined it for her because he hadn’t had one of his bad days in a very long time and it just had to start the night they were supposed to go out and–

He just doesn’t have the motivation to do anything. He knows that he should want to go out. God, he craves it. But he still can’t force himself into going because she’ll know how he feels and then she’ll be angry with him and–

She’s already angry. He knows it because he started to dig inside her mind but he can’t tell if she’s angry at him or if she’s just angry in general. Probably a little bit of both and he gets it.

He places his face in his hands as he sits behind his desk. He just went from completely and crazily happy to the verge of tears in what seems like nothing more than a minute.

I’m sorry. He doesn’t realize he didn’t say it out loud but he continues with the mantra, because he is sorry that he feels this way. That sometimes he’s completely empty on the inside and he can’t love her like he’s supposed to. He should be able to love her like he’s supposed to.

She brushes her hand through his hair and pulls his face from his hands. Placing her own on either side of his face, “I love you Charles. And, we’re going to figure this out.“

Relationships are a give and take, she’s told him that before. Sometimes it isn’t always 50-50. Sometimes it’s 90-10 or the opposite. Sometimes she’s the 10 and he’s the 90, but right now he’s the 10 and she’s the 90.

He presses his lips together, his muscles are taut, his throat is screaming, this isn’t right.

She’s almost laughing, “I know it isn’t,” sitting on his desk with her hands still placed firmly against his face. Thumb rubbing soothingly against his cheek bone, “but baby, it’ll be okay.”

He sits there for a long moment. Staring at her blank minded. It’s honestly a first for him and he wonders if this has something to do with her telekinesis. Like it’s branched off to something more. Something specifically to keep him calm. It’s then that he notices the headset. Two barely visible pieces of metal right above her ears. Obviously Hank’s creation–to help–not for extended periods of time, but long enough to calm him down.

He jerks a little but doesn’t move, all the thoughts being blocked from his head relieving the constant headache, “I don’t want to feel this way anymore. Telepathy isn’t a burden, I need it to stop feeling like one.”

She’s still angry but it’s not the same. “I understand.” She doesn’t, not at all, and they both know this. But she wants to and that is enough.

Scandal Review 6x11

Yoooooooooooooo! Scandal season 6 ep 11 came up and showed tf OUT hunny! OLITZ IS BACK BITCHEEESSSSS! *twerks to Diana Ross the Boss Ain’t no mountain high enough* (and yes I added an E in bitch lol). Scandal , Shonda, Liv and Fitz (Kerry and Tony) FED us good last night.
I first started watching Scandal for Kerry Washington, who is one of my faves(LOVE HER) , and now I stan Anthony Howard “Tony” Goldwyn. My mans is most definitely invited to the cookout! I will fix his plate, prepare his drink, and bring it to him! Tony is such a fuckin phoneme on and off the camera. Do yal follow him on IG, how awesome can he be…..and he’s 56! *Wiggggg*
REVIEW TIME (rundown mode)
Ok! Let me say this, I need to get it off my chest: that Opening with the illuminate girl and David was SAD! Yal that sex sounded so horrible, straight trash lmaoooo I was like what tf is really going on. David ain’t had no good sex since Abby! Lmao. @ me on this!!! 


Mellie attacking Olivia:  Bitch. *stares motherfuckerly* BITCH HOW DARE YOU!  I need mellie to get her head out of her entitled ass! Ugh how you gone try to attack the one damn person who has been in your corner for two damn years trying to make you president. Fuck Mellie (until later).


1st Olitz moment : They are in the Oval and this is the second time Olivia shows Fitz her vulnerable side. Olivia is telling Fitz how Mellie is going to ceed the presidency over to Cyrus, Fitz stop her cuz he sees how its affecting her. We all know our girl Olivia hates to lose , Fitz knows this as well. So he gets up and does the shoulder thing again *swoons* he is comforting his best girl and she falls into him and holds him tight. (I was screeching in OLITZ when he said “Come here,” how sexy is this man when he is being authoritative! hot damn) 


The Return of Liz North?: Um guh where you been and why all of a sudden you come out the woods talking about Mellie need to fight for the presidency …. I knew she was full of shit yal!


Mellie goes to Olivia and tries to get her to reconsider about the presidency but Liv was still saying no. Then once again Mellie insults Olivia then try to say sorry. Bitch bye! Anyways we see that Huck is love and well, in Olivia’s Pink robe lol. Quinn had the nerve to snatch a pillow from behind charlie to give it to huck……um ma’am which one is your man? She needs to gone break up with charlie and not string him along like some little dog.


Liv and Cyrus…still the dream team?: HELL NO….kml Liv tried to go talk to cyrus but he shut her all the way down. Miss cyrus was not having it. And honestly I can’t really blame him. Liv did do him dirty! But Cyrus is Cyrus how much shit he helped put Liv and Fitz thru? soooo I really just didn’t care.


ANGELA. HI. HELLO. HOW ARE YOU?: Lmao so Angela is in bed trying to low-key question Fitz about Olivia. Um ma’am you are the director of the FBI and you mean to tell me you couldn’t pick up on “your man” deflecting tf out of you? Fitz really was not giving her the time of day. Hun give it up you can not and will not compare to Olivia C. Pope. ISSA WRAP. I mean yal Fitz literally told the guh he was working *cackles evilly*


Liv visits Rowen: That entire exchange was so sad because Rowen basically was looking out for his damn self, which a part of me can’t blame him…..but I am so over him its hard to jump on board when Liv goes into her “make daddy proud” modes! He always come off as a manipulator and I’m over it….but then sometimes I get the feeling that he do be trying to look out for Olivia but he is so damn evil urghghhgh bye! 


Shade moment: Michael ass went on TV and shaded the entire fuck out of cyrus! LMAO!! And Michael got JAMES baby being the Mommy & Daddy, I mean tbh Ella is better off with him cuz cyrus is a toxic ass man, he don’t need a baby(IMO).


2nd Olitz moment: Liv tells Fitz she went to see her dad, Fitz wants to “handle” Rowen but Olivia playing daddy’s little girl asks Fitz to forgive Rowen like she forgave Abby. Fitz rolls his eyes and goes to their (kissing) window. lol!


Fitz and Cyrus moment: Liv sent Fitz to Cyrus to go make his ass get up and take this job seriously (didn’t really care cuz it was funny and shady how he wouldn’t talk to liv but talked to Fitz who left his ass behind in that jail too! over it)


Liz North see you on the other side: I knew she was down with the illuminate! When Mellie walked into that office I was not surprised….but what did surprise me was how Becky took that damn gold club and beat that woman to death. YIKESSS! Liz deserved better lol! (I was very proud of Mellie when she stood up to them tho, like I really was proud of her!!) Mellie who is covered in blood, kids got threatened and she fell in line with the illuminate! 


Angela Vs. Olitz(because they are a package)pt1: Angela comes in on a mission! Lol, homegirl going off about how she is going after Olivia, how she got evidence, and how she bout to interrogate Liv. PAUSE HO YOU REALLY TRYING IT! Then she had the nerve to call Fitz a boy! *slams hand on the table* I’m so tired of all these irrelevant ass people trying my guy Fitzgerald! That is a man! Fitz has always stood his ground and been a leader! Fuck yal who think otherwise! Side note: It was funny that she said it because I am a black woman and I know I be like “Boy bye…or boy please” lol If she would have said this to anybody else I wouldn’t say nothing but I can’t let her disrespect my mans Fitz like that! I ride for that one!! 


Once again Olivia Pope to the rescue: Mellie calls Olivia but doesn’t tell her what happened. Olivia comes and sees Liz dead on the floor. Now lets all remember that Olivia has PTSD! This was not good for her. Mellie talking fast and i’m sure she was having flashbacks to Jerry death, we all remember how she lost her shit! I felt bad for Mellie. Jake so irrelevant lmao he only came out for “clean up” duty *cackles* 


3rd Olitz moment: Let me just say Olivia lost her fuckin mind! Guhhhhhh (goes in corner to collect myself). She comes in the Oval , Fitz tells her that Angela’s Jealosy has gotten the best of her and now she is coming after Liv. Lmao my boy really said he was contemplating getting her resignation. LMAOOOO Fitz ain’t you smashing this guh? And you said that?? I knew Angela was a non factor kml!!! Liv goes to the window , turns around and tells Fitz with a straight face “Good” hold up! Pause. Flag on the play! Bi what? Good? So you wanna go to jail and be somebody prison bitch? Um no ma’am. Me nor Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the 3rd having that shit! Fitz loses his shit and start yelling *cackles, my boy was heated* My guy took my breath away when he said “There is no way in hell I am letting you go to prison for life” I KNEW AN OLITZ MOMENT WAS COMING , I FELT IT IN MY SOUL! (Olivia ass started to walk away and say a petty comment but We (me and Fitz) wasn’t having that!
(still yelling at her ass) “Don’t you see, I’d lose you, forever” HOOOOOOOOOWOOOOOOOOO! YAL. I knew this man was still in love with Olivia Pope. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the 3rd was, is, and forever will be in love with Olivia Carolyn Pope. @ me on this!!!
*eye roll* Olivia goes on to say “my father will die” (shrugs shoulders and yells *who cares, guh you was tryna kill him a few eps back!) She then goes on to say that if Fitz stops her and arrests her dad he would lose her forever. I personally do not think she meant any of that because the look on her face and the way she turned around at that door says otherwise! Olivia was just using herself as a threat against Fitz because thats all she can use , she doesn’t have any other leverage over him. BUT all she had to do was sit down with Fitz and come up with a plan instead of trying to do it on her own. Ugh stop with this self sacrificing shit, Me and Fitz aint having it NO DAMN MO! (will elaborate on this part later)


Angela Vs. Olitz pt2: ANGELA YOU THOUGHT! *CACKLES EVILY* When I say Fitz was done playing games, my guy told her back up and move ya ass to OMAHA! *que in Beyonce* To the left to the left! 


Rowen got arrested: *CACKLES EVILY*


4th Olitz moment: Baby Olivia comes thru heated like a hot sausage on a saturday morning! She is yelling at Fitz , meanwhile my mans got his scotch and a remote in hand and says “You want to stop yelling at me” LMAO BOSS MAN STAUTS!!! Fitz gave 0 fucks about what she was saying! He knew the game, he knows she will try to use herself to get her way. Liv looks at the TV and sees her dad is safe in the office. (In the background Diana Ross the Boss “Ain’t no mountain” monologue starts to play, and it fits so perfectly to this moment.) Fitz lets her know rowen is in his care and he is ready for them (him and her) to start working together to fight the illuminate. She turns around breathing heavily…..(KerryW is playing TF outta this roll)…  It was so many emotions running across her face. She walks to him and sits in front of him, he scoots down and now they are face to face. Fitz looking at her like “I told you I got you” the looks these two were giving each other was sending me into my death(I was literally screaming at this point). Olivia reaches out and grabs Fitz and they kiss (I was so damn PROUD of Olivia) I love that she was the one to initiate. Fitz was SHOOKETH. Lol, my guy hadn’t kiss those lips in 2 years he didn’t even know what to do with his hands at first lol. When he cups her face , Olivia is literally looking like she wants to cry, Hell him too! (whyyyy they playing with me like this, yal I love them!!) 


*sips my fancy ass Chamomile tea* Olivia is walking backwards into Fitz room, if you pay attention Fitz(low-key Tony) face was priceless cuz he knew he had gotten his woman back and she was finna fuck the shit out of him! She places his hand on her hip and she grabs his neck in *bring that ass here fashion* She kisses her man and they close the door. We didn’t get a sex scene but I will be happy with a bedroom waking up scene at the beginning of the next ep. Remember Kerry had a baby so she might not be ready for these type of scenes yet. Yal respect my Fave and don’t be on her bout a sex scene.
Fitz: He “Handled” it! I repeat Fitz handled the situation. He out poped Olivia pope.
Fitz will not let anything come between him and Olivia. Not Mellie, Not Cyrus, Not the presidency, Not Abby, Not Angela, Not Rowen, Not even Olivia! He has proven time and time again that he will choose her. Let me tell you something THERE WILL NEVER BE ANOTHER FITZGERALD THOMAS GRANT the 3RD. This man has proven for the 1000000000000000000 time why he is the fuckin MAN! Fitz hates Rowen, we all know why ( he killed his son). Fitz chose to save Rowens life for Olivia, the woman he loves. He knows she loves her dad, regardless all the shit talking and acting tough that she does, Fitz knows this and like I keep saying FITZ never makes Olivia choose. He always lets her work things out on her own. But this time she was about to take it to far so he had to step in and “FIX” the situation. Ladies Get you a Fitz!! Lol!
The next ep looks so promising just because I think its gonna be dope that Everyone is going to be working together to take down the illuminate!
Much Love, Chaun.

wotcher, vic

The first time Victoire meets Teddy, he’s two and she’s just been born. She doesn’t remember any of it, but later, much later, her parents would tell her that she’d gurgled at the sight of him like she’d known he was going to end up being her best friend. And then—this part is always accompanied by a knowing smirk—when they brought Teddy up to the new mother and daughter (“Das a bay-bee?” he’s later quoted as saying. “Weird.”), his hair changed from Weasley-red to the same shade of blonde as hers.

“Zis ees Victoire,” her maman had said, smiling down at Teddy. “Do you want to say ‘ello, Teddy?”

And Teddy had cocked his head to the side, nodded in the sort of pompous, overly-excited fashion that only a two-year-old could get away with, and said, “Wotcha, Vic.”

//

By the time Victoire can talk and walk (and thus cause all sorts of trouble), she and Teddy are inseparable. Literally—Victoire throws tantrums that pay hefty tribute to her Veela heritage whenever she goes more than a few days without seeing her best friend. Sometimes, they hang out at Auntie And-rah-meh-da’s house, but most of the time, it’s either at the Burrow or Shell Cottage or sometimes even Uncle Harry’s house. Her maman frowns when Victoire comes home with her hair a mess and her dress splattered with mud, but because Victoire’s cheeks are always flushed and her grin is set to devour her whole face, she doesn’t say anything.

After all, there’s always Cleaning Charms (and thank Merlin for them). And besides, as Victoire’s daddy likes to say when he thinks Victoire isn’t listening, “at least she’s still young enough that the only trouble she gets into with boys is a spot of mud.”

//

When Victoire turns two, her maman and daddy sit her on the couch between them and tell her that she’s going to have a sister. Victoire doesn’t care much. A sister would be nice, she thinks. Teddy is nice, but he’s four now. He’s old and sometimes he doesn’t want to hang out with her because she’s too young. Plus, he’s a boy. And boys are gross, even if they’re crazy-haired Metamorphmagus boys named Teddy. (Especially if.)

“My maman’s gonna have a baby,” she tells Teddy a few days later, lying down on the grass beside him.

Teddy doesn’t say anything for a long moment, just continues pulling up grass with stubby fingers. “Good,” he says suddenly, and she’s so surprised that she turns to face him. His hair is black like Uncle Harry’s. “You’ll have someone else to play with.”

Victoire’s face screws up. “Why’re you so mean tuh me?” she demands shrilly, sitting up and glaring at him.

Teddy turns away from her, his hair briefly taking on the same shade of green as the grass around them before returning to jet black. “Because I’m older,” he answers angrily, throwing his handful of grass at her. Most of it lands on her dress, but she can feel pieces of it in her hair. “I don’t want to play with babies like you all the time.”

Victoire starts crying. She pushes herself off the ground and runs back to the safety of her home, wishing she’d never met Teddy Lupin. That Muggle girl from the nearby village was right—boys are meanies. But she never thought Teddy could be like them. He’d taught her how to colour and he played in the mud with her and brought her Chocolate Frogs when she was sad. He was nice… wasn’t he?

Or not. Beyond furious and more than a little sad, she stomps into the cottage and slams the door behind her with as much force as she can muster. One of the panes of glass breaks, and her maman comes running into the room at the noise, one hand cradling her tummy, eyes wide. Her daddy is only a few steps behind her, his forehead all scrunched up, wand in hand.

“What ees eet, ma chérie?” her maman asks, crouching down and cradling Victoire’s face in her hands. Her beautiful features—her mother really is beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the whole world—are twisted with worry. “What ‘appened? Are you okay? Are you ‘urt? Where ees Teddy?”

When she hears Teddy’s name, Victoire starts to sob even harder. “He—he called me a baby,” she bawls, throwing her arms around her mother. “He said he was glad you’re havin’ a baby ‘cause then he doesn’t have tuh play with me anymore!”

Her mother pulls her onto her lap and starts to rock her back and forth, singing an old French lullaby under her breath. Victoire’s daddy looks angry, but he crouches next to her too, stroking her hair. “I don’t care if the kid’s four and basically family,” he mutters lowly to his wife. “I’m going to kill him.”

Victoire’s maman giggles quietly as she continues to rock Victoire back and forth. “Beell,” she says in the same tone of voice she uses on Victoire when she’s done something bad, “you cannot ‘urt every boy who ‘urts Veeky.”

“But I want to,” Victoire’s daddy mumbles, sounding every bit like his daughter in her most petulant moments.

Victoire’s maman huffs, but there’s a small smile playing out across her lips. “‘e is young,” she says firmly. “And ‘e will make mistakes. Watch—’e will be back to apologize. ‘E cannot stay away.”

And sure enough, fifteen minutes later, there’s a timid knock on the door, and it’s Teddy, looking small and lost. “I—uh…” he trails off, his eyes flickering between his scuffed trainers and where Victoire stands behind her father, hands on her hips like Aunt Ginny when she wants to look intimidating. “I’m sorry, Vicky. I was being mean.”

Victoire’s already forgiven him—she forgave him five minutes ago. But she still darts out from being her father and plants a kick square on Teddy’s shin. It gets her a time-out from her mother and an irritated look from Teddy, but her father’s smiling into his palm, so it’s worth it.

//

Her sister is born four months before Victoire’s third birthday. Victoire’s in St. Mungo’s waiting room with Teddy and Andromeda—she only learned how to properly say the older woman’s name a few weeks ago—because there’s too much screaming in room where her mother and it smells too much like the Burrow after one of Grandma Weasley’s cleaning days.

Finally, a Healer finds them and tells them the baby has been born and would you please come this way, ma’ams and sir. Victoire, scared and nervous and excited all at the same time, grabs Teddy’s hand as they follow behind the adults. Teddy’s hair turns bright red—brighter than her daddy’s—but he doesn’t pull away.

When they reach the room, the rest of her family is already there, crowded around a bed, but they smile and make room for her once they spot her. Victoire catches sight of her mother with a bundle of blankets in her arms, hair dark with sweat, cheeks flushed. But both she and Victoire’s daddy, who’s hovering beside her and looking pale, are smiling widely.

Her mother motions for Victoire come closer. Victoire hasn’t let go of Teddy’s hand yet, so he just follows behind her shyly as she gets closer to the bed. “This ees your new sister, Veeky,” her maman whispers hoarsely, holding the blankets out to Victoire.

Victoire looks down at the blankets, shocked to see a pair of blue eyes staring back at her somberly. It’s so small. Hesitantly, she reaches out a finger and touches one of the baby’s tiny fingers. The baby makes a noise that sounds a little like a laugh, and Victoire’s maman smiles even wider. “‘Er name ees Dominique.”

Victoire doesn’t really understand what’s going on, but she hugs her mom anyways, and when Teddy whispers, “are all babies this ugly?” into her ear, she stomps on his foot even though she kind of agrees with him.

//

Victoire’s brother Louis arrives when Victoire is four and a half, and Shell Cottage becomes a warzone. Luckily, though Teddy is almost seven now—way older than her—he still hangs out with her when he’s not seeing his other friends.

One day, when everyone’s at the Burrow for Sunday Brunch, he tells her that he’s going to teach Louis all his tricks. Victoire looks at him in her best Aunt Ginny impression—hands on her hips, upturned eyebrows, pursed lips, eyes blazing—and says, “what tricks, Teddy Lupin?” She’s just lost her childish lisp, and it makes her sound older. Teddy blanches.

“Blimey, Ted,” Uncle Ron laughs, clapping an affronted Teddy on the back. “You’d better watch out.”

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From Your One and Only - Bucky Barnes

request:  Hey doll! Since valentines Day is coming up could you do a love letter from Bucky to the reader??? Thanks ❤️❤️❤️ - @winters–doll

summary: The heart can only hold so much emotion before it breaks. Bucky decides he can’t hold his emotions in any longer and writes to you while he’s away on a mission. (really crappy summary, sorry!) 

characters: bucky barnes / reader 


To the one who holds my heart, I owe you this.

I’m in Albania right now, and I’m sorry that’s all I can tell you. I know you understand that I can’t say more, so I’ll just say that the snow is falling like it does at home. The windows are covered and the heater is jammed (just like at home haha). It’s freezing but don’t worry; we have other heat sources. I will not be cold, doll, I promise. We are all in tack, no one is injured or sick. I’ll be home in seven days, I can promise you that much right now. I wish I could say how much I miss you but we have a limited amount of paper supply and I’m already using up the last of Wanda’s journal paper to write to you.

       This letter will reach you on the 14th if all goes right. I will be home in seven days. I love you girl, I love you with all the fiber of my being. It’s been awhile, doll, and I can’t make up for those weeks you opened your mailbox to just be met with a black hole of nothingness. I hope, beg, pray, that you will forgive me. It just wasn’t safe… and to put you in peril, would destroy me more than being stabbed in the chest. You are my heart, my love. You are the drum that beats in my chest. My drum beats faster than the clock’s movements in seconds. It’s so hard to breathe normally when I watch you fall asleep on the couch or see you walk in the house after a day out in the city. It’s like the relief of seeing your eyes all shining and bright finally returns to my body, and I can relax. But the wind in my chest has caught itself in my throat. You make my breath disappear in my lungs when I can smell your shampoo right after your showers. The way you dance in the kitchen to different bands you’ve introduced me to as our years together have gone by. I love the way you have no worries on your face, but they lay right behind your eyes, so tightly sealed, darling. I can see the fear you try to hide when I have to leave for missions that sound probably sound like death sentences to you.

I can’t let my past define me, and you can’t let your fears define you. My past is my fear. 

        One day it comes back and I do something so regrettable and so unforgivable. It would kill me to see you leave in fear. In fear of me. Please know that these missions and these tests I have to do with Steve at Stark Tower; they are all for you. 

Because I want you, I want you forever. Because you are it. You are the one thing I ask for in this life I’ve been given a second chance at. 

You tell me in the mornings before you leave for work, in the middle of the day when I get to hear your voice through the phone, and then when you get home, how much you love me. And I can’t count a number of times we whisper it in each other’s ear, while we lay together in our bed. I can only ask you to love me for what I am.  I can’t change the past, and I can not predict the future for myself. I can only hope.

       You can never do anything that would make me love you any less. Because my love is finite for you, doll. It always has been, but like you’ve always said, men take longer to realize the truths about love and life. It took me only 70 years to finally realize that you will always be right. Because you always speak from your heart. It’s the one honest thing that the earth has ever created. 

The heart tells you what you believe in, what you want, what you love.

And I love you.

I’m scared, doll. I’m sorry to end on such a bad note, but I know you’ll want to know what I’m feeling. I’m scared right now, I’m terrified that I’ll be taken again, even though I fully aware that I have more strength than twenty of HYDRA’s men combined. It’s okay to be scared, though. Right? Even a super soldier can be scared. I may be scared but the knowledge that you are waiting in Brooklyn, with a cup of tea for me and cookies that I know you are making nonstop right now because the little fighter in your belly is kicking like mad.

     You’re so brave, sweetheart. So brave to let me love you. So brave to let your husband go off and fight the evil of the world, while you carry around the most precious thing in the world. I will be home. I’ll be home to be with you two after this. This is the last mission. I swear to you, when I come home, I will not leave our apartment. Just with the exception of getting food for us and diapers for the baby. 

We’ll live as one family. No craziness, no fighting, just peaceful love. 

I wish I could write more but it’s time to go and finish what we’ve started here.

With all my heart, I love you.

- Your James


a/n: I hope this was good for you, @winters–doll ! Remember, you can always message me if this wasn’t what you wished for and I can rearrange it or write another one :). I love you all so much, thank you for reading my stories! <3         - R .x

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Hi, I really like your writing and I have this prompt: maggie realizes that everytime she moves alex wakes up and mumbles something random until one night she hears "i love you" and she says it back and alex hears it but they don't know that the other is aware of what happened so in the morning they are trying to discover if the other remembers what happened

Loving your fics. Any chance of a Alex and Maggie saying I love yous for first time.

This fic is from the above two prompts. It differs slightly from them but I got inspired and kind of carried away with how I wrote it. Hope you enjoy :)


Maggie stares at the ceiling, the feel of her girlfriend’s body, her warmth and her presence, steady and solid beside her the only thing keeping her from running, keeping her from crying and breaking down. It had been a bad day, a bad week in general; one of her colleagues, an up and coming officer who Maggie had taken under her wing, had been shot and so had Maggie nearly, recklessly running into the abandoned warehouse after him, ignoring the shouts of her fellow officers, but she didn’t get there in time, didn’t get there in time to save his life and Maggie had shouted and Maggie had screamed and everyone had told her it wasn’t her fault and she knew deep down that it wasn’t. It was supposed to be a routine operation, she wasn’t even worried because it was just a routine wire tap, but it had gone badly wrong. Someone had tipped off the gang she was surveilling and they’d turned on Tim, demanding he ripped off the wire, but he’d denied she was wearing one and they’d shot him there and then. Maggie could still hear his screams, could still feel her heart breaking as she’d ran till her lungs burnt to try and get to the top floor of that warehouse from the van outside, but she wasn’t fast enough, none of them were fast enough.

She knew, knew this was the nature of her job, of her and Alex’s job. It was dangerous, it was life threatening every single day and her heart rate was never at a safe level when Alex went on a mission, or decided to launch herself into space, but it never got any easier. This never got any easier. And Alex understood, Alex did because Alex had been there too many times with agents and Alex had cried her pain into a bottle of bourbon too many nights until Maggie came along.

So Alex didn’t try to make Maggie talk, didn’t try to convince Magie it wasn’t her fault because she knew Maggie knew she wasn’t responsible, but she knew Maggie would feel so anyway because she herself felt responsible every singe time one of her agents got shot or hurt, or a mission didn’t go to plan, because that was what good agents, good detectives did. So she just held Maggie close as she sobbed into her arms, rubbing her back, kissing her gently on the forehead, whipsering to her that she’s here, she’s not going anywhere, she’s here for Maggie. To help Maggie. And Maggie had nodded and Maggie had held Alex closer, had grabbed onto her for dear life, because life was fragile and life was short and god she wanted Alex to know so much that she couldn’t find the words to say.

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Sirius x Reader / Crimson

Requested! I’m sorry I’m not getting through my inbox very quickly but here we go!


Laughter echoed through the once empty school corridors, filling the stone halls with pure, unrefined adolescent joy as four boys make like hell, running as fast as they can away from the dungeons.

An odd red smoke still clinging to their clothes as they sprint, legs burning until they at last reach the Gryffindor common rooming, bursting through the portrait hole one at a time; James, Peter, Remus and Sirius.

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LYRIC PROMPTS

Some Prompts that are lyrics from very cute and lovely songs. There are always two lines. One for Person A and one for Person B.

A

  •  „You ain’t no lady but you’ve sure got taste in men.“ – „But I’ve been told by friends of mine you’re someone I can trust.“ (AC/DC - Carry Me Home)
  • „You say you want the truth, but you can’t take it. So I give you lies.“ – „I won’t apologize to you anymore. Cause I’m a grown-ass man.“ (Adam Lambert – There I Said it)
  • „Everybody loves the things you do. From the way you talk to the way you move“ - „My God, this reminds me. Of when we were young.“  (Adele – When we Were Young)
  • „I don’t want to hurt you but I need to breathe!“ -  „At the end of it all, you’re still my best friend.“  (Alex Clare – Too Close)
  • „I’m getting sick of your bullshit attitude.“ – „Do you want me. Or do you want me dead?“  (All Time Low – Do You Want Me (Dead)?)
  • „Tell me how am I supposed to breathe. When losing you is choking me?“ – „I still remember that empty look left on your face.“ (The All-American Rejects – Heartbeat Slowing Down)
  •  „I’m so into you, I can barely breathe.“ – „A little bit dangerous, but, baby, that’s how I want it.“ (Ariana Grande – Into You)
  • „I want to show you who I really am.“ – „I wanna get to know you, talk all night.“ (Aura Dione – Masterpiece)
  • „Now don’t you tell me to leave you alone.“ – „I want you to touch me.“ (Avicii – Touch Me)
  • „I don’t like your girlfriend!“ – „I think we should get together now.“ (Avril Lavigne – Girlfriend)

B

  • „Add on that I’m a coward. Too scared to return your calls.“ – „Despite how silly it sounds. You’re bigger. Than me.“ (Backstreet Boys – Bigger)
  • „And you said you always had my back.“ – „I don’t wanna hear you talk about it anymore.“ (Bastille – Bad Blood)
  • „Who the fuck do you think I am?“ – „And keep your money, I’ve got my own.“ (Beyoncé – Don’t Hurt Yourself)
  • „And I’m too fucked up.“ – „But I know I’ll never be that cool.“ (Blink 182 – Apple Shampoo)
  • „They don’t think you’re all that cool. They like you for your step-dad’s pool.“ – „Hey you, you dance like those assholes I see.“ – (Bloodhound Gang – Uncool As Me)
  • „I really want you to really want me, but I really don’t know if you can do that.“ – „And you’re listening to the sound of my breaking heart.“ – (James Blunt – I Really Want You)
  • „For the love of god, will you bite your tongue.“ – „I think it’s time you knew the truth.“ – (Bring Me The Horizon – Go To Hell, For Heaven’s Sake.)
  • „My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed.“ – „I should have turned and walked away.“ (Billy Talent – The Crutch)
  • „Don’t believe me just watch.“ – „Gotta kiss myself I’m so pretty.“ (Bruno Mars – Uptown Funk)
  • „Don’t try and heal me when I’m broken.“ – „This might be hard to hear.“ (Bullet For My Valentine – Broken)

C

  • „It’s way too soon, I know this isn’t love.“ – „But I need to tell you something.“ (Carly Rae Jepsen – Really Like You)
  • „I’ve been waiting all night long to know your name.“ – „You’ve been so cold.“ (Chris Brown – I’ll call ya)
  • „I only got 10 likes in the last 5 minutes.“ – „Let me take another selfie.“ (The Chainsmokers - #Selfie)
  • „Don’t you ever say I just walked away.“ – „I will always want you.“ (Miley Cyrus – Wrecking Ball)

D

  •  „There are so many things that I don’t understand.“ – „I’ve been, for sometime, looking for someone.“ (Daft Punk  - Within)
  • „Leave him alone, let him go!“ – „Only you can stop the pain.“ (David Guetta – Used To Be The One)
  • „Can’t you act your age“ - „It’s not my fault you’ll never be happy.“  (A Day To Remember – Best Of Me)
  • „And all that I want is forgiveness one more time.“ – „To be the best in the world.“ (Disturbed – Just Stop)

E

  • „Maybe you could swing by my room around 10:00.“ – „Don’t fuck with my love.“ (Ed Sheeran – Don’t)
  • „You shoot me once, you shoot me twice.“ – „Let me show you what I’m talking about.“ (Enrique Iglesias)
  • „I’m on my own.“ – „I think I’m falling and there’s no return.“ (Enter Shikari – One True Colour)

F

  • „I’m just a notch in your bedpost.“ – „I’ve been dying to tell you anything you want to hear.“ (Fall Out Boy – We’re Going Down)

G

  • „All that I remember is that you had me at hello.“ – „What happened? Did it happen? Last night.“ (Good Charlotte – Last Night)
  • „I heard you crying loud.“ – „You’ve been thinking about ditching me.“ (Green Day – When i come around)
  • „
It’s a mystery how you sleep at night.“ – „
I give you so many chances, but you screw them all up.“ (Gossip – I Won’t Play)

H

  • „Baby just don’t close your heart.“ – „It’s all going wrong.“ (HIM – Don’t close your Heart)

I

  • Come with me and we will run away.“ – „I am all you adore, lately.“ (Imagine Dragons – Hear Me)

J

  • „If you don’t want me to leave then don’t push me away.“ – „I’m gonna stay.“ (James Morrison – Dont Wanna Love Me)
  • „How much I adore those pretty eyes of yours.“ – „Can you love me for a lifetime or just one night.“ (Jennifer Lopez – Baby I Love You)
  • „I’m gonna be be good so tell me that you’re gonna be good too.“ – „I’m gonna treat you right.“ (Jonas Brothers – BB Good)
  • „'Cause I’m missing more than just your body.“ – „I know you know that I made those mistakes maybe once or twice.“ (Justin Bieber – Sorry)
  • „Beautiful smile with those sad eyes.“ – „I don’t know why you’d leave me alone.“ (Justin Timberlake – Amnesia)

K

  • „You’re so sad maybe you should buy a happy meal.“ – „You’re so skinny you should really Super Size the deal.“ (Katy Perry – Ur So Gay)
  • „Never thought that you would be the one.“ – „Maybe you shouldn’t Kiss ‘n’ tell.“ (Ke$ha – Kiss N Tell)
  • „Taking me higher than I’ve ever been before.“ – „You’re just another day that keeps me breathing.“ (Kiesza – Hideaway)

L

  • „I just want you alone“ - „It wasn’t love, it wasn’t love.“ (Lady Gaga – Perfect Illusion)
  • „You say that you are proud of me.“ – „You’re not the one that you pretend to be.“ (Linkin Park – Pretend To Be)
  • „Forget that boy, I’m over it.“ – „Guess I should say thank you.“ (Little Mix – Shout Out To My Ex)

M

  • When I’m without you. I’m so insecure.“ – „Don’t let nobody touch it. Unless that somebody’s me.“ (Maroon 5 – Sugar)
  • „I have the loves of many men. But I don’t love any of them.“  - „Why do you cheat on me?“ (Metallica – Cheat On Me)
  • „I got a bulletproof heart.“ – „Let me be the one to save you.“ (My Chemical Romance – Bulletproof Heart)

N

  1. „And my heart feels a fool.“ – „Can’t stop thinking of you, cause I’m so jealous, baby.“ ( New Kids on the Block – Jealous)

O

  • „Counted all my mistakes and there’s only one.“ – „Yeah, it took me some time, but I figured out.“ (One Direction – Where do Broken Hearts Go?)
  • „I can only be myself.“ – „I’ll never forget you.“ (Olly Murs – Tryna change me)
  • „But you confuse me.“ – „I said babe do you want to take it fast or slow?.“ (OneRepublic – The Less I Know)

P

  • „Do I look lonely?“ – „Am I the best you’ve ever had?“ (Panic! At The Disco – Death of a Bachelor)
  •  „Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back.“ – „I cannot take any more.“ (P!nk – Stupid Girls)
  • „I know you like me.“ – „Let’s keep it friendly.“ (The Pussycat Dolls – Don’t Cha)
  • „Hate is a strong word.“ – „Thought you thought that I was worth it.“ (Plain White T’s –Hate Really Don’t Like You)

Q

  •  „The Show must go on.“ – „Inside my heart is breaking.“ (Queen – The Show Must Go On)

R

  • „I forgot your birthday.“ – „I’m a mess.“ (The Rasmus – I’m A Mess)
  • „Show me what it is you believe in.“ – „Do you want to get up early in the morning?“ (Red Hot Chili Peppers – We Turn Red)
  • „Tell me why don’t you bring me flowers?“ – „Tell me why don’t you notice me?“ (Roxette – Why Don’t You Bring Me Flowers?)
  • „But we haven’t kissed for four days.“ – „If we go down, we’re going down together.“ (Robin Schulz – Titanic)
  • „I’m no good without you.“ – „Just love me.“ (Rihanna – Love On The Brain)
  • „Why are you not afraid?“ – „I have learned to stand up and just to walk away.“ (Rise Against – Beautiful Indifference)
  • „Come in and close the door.“ – „But now you know me so you know that I’d be lying.“ (Robbie Williams – Motherfucker)

S

  • „You say I’m crazy.“ – „I know I’m not the only one.“ (Sam Smith – Not The Only One)
  • „Why do you say things. If you do not mean them.“ – „And now i can’t sleep.“ (Shakira – Cut Me Deep)
  • „I found a note with another name.“ -  „I can’t bite my tongue forever.“ (Simple Plan – Your Love Is A Lie)
  • „I’m talking to myself.“ – „Forgot what I just said.“ (Sum 41 – All Messed Up)
  • „I can break your heart.“ – „you think you are to good for anyone.“ (Sunrise Avenue – I Can Break Your Heart)

T

  • „You look like my next mistake.“ – „'Cause, darling, I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream.“ (Taylor Swift – Blank Space)
  • „I never sleep.“ – „I wish I knew what it was like.“ (Three Days Grace – I Am Machine)
  • „I am not as fine as I seem, pardon.“ – „The game is not played alone.“ (Twenty One Pilots – Migraine)

U

  • „I swear to tell the truth.“ – „But I guess my love wasn’t good enough.“ (Usher – Guilty)

V

  • „Did you say the thing you wanted?“ – „Have you ever felt in love?“ (Volbeat – Goodbye Forever)

W

  • „You’re only looking for attention.“ – „What do you expect now?“ (The Weeknd – Attention)
  • „Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me?“ – „And he doesn’t give a damn about me.“ (Wheatus – Teenage Dirtbag)

Z

  • „I’d love to wake up next to you.“ – „So we’ll piss off the neighbours.“ (Zayn Malik – Pillowtalk)

#

  • „What happened to just messing around?“ „I’ll break your Heart“ (The 1975 – Girls)
  • „He treats you so bad and I’m so good to you it’s not fair.“ – „Thanks for being a friend.“ (5 Seconds of Summer – Heartbreak Girl)
The Lexington Chronicles

The Announcement

Kara and Lena decide that they should probably tell their family about the pending adoption.

Everyone sending me love for Lexi makes me so happy!!!

Read it on AO3 - http://archiveofourown.org/works/10189040/chapters/22719572

Lena’s hands are shaking as opens the bottle of wine.

She can barely get the corkscrew threaded, and when she finally does; she’s trembling too much to pull it out. She feels Kara’s hands settle on her waist, and she instantly relaxes, allowing herself to lean back into the embrace - eyes fluttering shut.

“You nervous, Mrs. Zor-el?” Kara’s breath is hot on her ear as the superhero brushes back the hair from her face.

“Nervous? Why would I be nervous? We’re just announcing to your family that we’re adopting a child in less than a week. Nothing to be nervous about.”

It’s Sunday afternoon, and they’re all set to pick up Lexington on Friday. There was still going to be a short one on one (well, two on one) visit with Lexi on Thursday to tell her the news, but besides that everything was completed. They were officially going to become parents.

Barring any protest from Lexi of course - which Lena wasn’t sure she would survive if that happened anyway.

“Are you nervous about Lexington? Or telling our family?” Kara asks, taking the bottle from her and nimbly popping the cork.

“I’m nervous that Lexington won’t like us once we get her home, but I’m mostly excited for that. I’m nervous about telling your family.”

“Do you need to wear one of your power suits? I’ve seen you face down a lot worse than our family in one of those!”

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Prompt: Lucas and Maya had a baby at 16 & 18 and Maya's late again, causing Lucas to freak out

i loved this so much that i accidently wrote 1.5k words?? i’m not sure if it’s exactly what you were looking for, but it’s something all right. thanks for the prompt!! 

“I’m late,” Maya blurts out as they walk into Abigail Adams High School.

“Late?” Lucas muses. He glances at his watch to check the time, then says, “We’re not late. Actually, we’re early for once. I think this is the first day we’ve gotten Matthew to daycare on time in months. We have plenty of time.”

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Welcome to the Family

George Washington x Reader ft. kiddo hamilsquad

Modern AU

Sequel to: Meeting the Family, Becoming Part of the Family, Baby Washington

Author(s): Lil Laddie

Words: 1578

Warnings: Implied smut, newborns, kid hamilsquad

Request: HOLY CRUD-OLA I’VE BEEN GONE FROM THIS FOR SO LONG! I love all of the Imagines I may or may not have binge-read at 1AM… Anyways, could you do one-I know y'all are realllly busy, but maybe sometime in the future, maybe- more sequel to the “Becoming Part of the Family” with the reader pregnant and Alex flips out like “I’M THE CENTER OF ATTENTION HERE NOT SOME BABY!” and then when the baby is born its a girl and James and Mullifan wants to dress her up like a doll? Thanks babes!😍❤💓💖❤❤❤ - anon

A/N: I am so sorry I didn’t get this out on Thursday like I promised! I freaking love writing about this whole family situation in this imagines so if you ever want anymore let me know! This is the second half of the request, in case you didn’t know. I hope that you guys like it and have an amazing day! Love you!


“They’ll be here any minute now!” John squeaked, straightening out the pillows on the couch.

You and George were heading home from the hospital with your new baby girl while at the house, the boys were frantically trying to clean it before you got there. They wanted it to look perfect for the first time their baby sister would see it.

“They’re here!” Aaron screamed as he peaked his head between the curtains covering the window.

The boys bolted down the stairs into the living room. They all sat down on the couch facing the door, waiting anxiously to see the little girl again. They had only seen her once or twice at the hospital and they, excluding Alex, couldn’t wait to see her again.

“Boys!” George called, as he opened the door. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at the boys sitting anxiously on the couch.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, not hearing the usual pounding of footsteps as you walked up to the porch.

“Nothing, just the boys are already waiting for us.” George chuckled, opening the door for you and the small baby cradled in your arms to get through. George walked in behind you holding the baby bag.

“Hi boys!” You grinned, all of them looking more at the baby then you as they returned your greeting.

“How’s she doing?” James asked, jumping in his seat in excitement.

“She’s doing good! The doctors say that she seems very healthy for a newborn.” You said, looking down at the small baby in your arms fondly.

“What did you decide to name her?” Thomas asked, a wide smile on his face.

“We decided to name her Eleanor.” George said, putting an arm around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to your temple.

“Isn’t that an old lady name?” Alex scoffed, looking at the baby with distaste.

“I think it’s adorable! I can already tell, it will suit her perfectly!” Laf shot down Alex’s comment.

“Thank you Laf.” You paused, a yawn escaping your lips.

“You’re tired. How about me and the boys watch Eleanor while you go take a shower and a nap.” George suggested, looking down at you with worry.

“I’m fine, I don’t need to take a nap.” You protested, not wanting to leave your newborn and miss the next adorable thing she would do.

“You’re exhausted, now go. She’ll be in good hands and I promise I will wake you immediately if she does anything new.” George promised, gently taking Eleanor out of your arms.

“Fine.” You sighed, turning and walking up the stairs to your room.

“Can I hold her?” Hercules asked, his hands fidgeted nervously as George stared him down.

“Of course you can, but you must be very gentle.” George said, helping Hercules put his arms in the right position before softly placing the baby in Hercules’s arms.

“Wow.” Hercules breathed out, staring at his younger sister in awe.

He had never seen anything so pure and innocent before. All he wanted to do was protect her from anything bad in the world and keep her safe. He smiled down at Eleanor as she smiled back up at him. It was a moment that Hercules would never forget.

“Hercules.” George said, breaking Hercules out of the trance he was in. “Let’s take Eleanor up to see her new room.”

Hercules grinned and nodded, slowly walking towards the stairs while holding Eleanor tightly in his arms. The other boys followed closely behind him and George as they winded up the staircase and through the hallways until they found the recently built nursery. The room used to be George’s office, but he had quickly given it up when he realized the baby would need a room to sleep in.

“Eleanor, this is your room.” James said, turning to look at her. “This is the crib you’ll sleep in. The closest has lot’s of clothes for you to wear and we already have a whole stash of toys for you!”

“You know she doesn’t understand that, right?” Alex snarked, standing near the door frame of the room.

“She may not understand it, but it doesn’t mean she doesn’t appreciate the tour any less. Any welcoming voice is something she loves to hear.” Hercules defended James, glaring slightly at Alex.

Ever since the pregnancy had been announced, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t get Alex to like the idea. He had told everyone that he would always hate the new addition to the family. They thought him meeting her would change it, but sadly it was no use.

“Can we dress her up?” James asked, jumping onto George’s side.

“James, she’s a baby not a doll.” George said, giving the boy a look that very clearly said no.

“I know that! But we could surprise mom when she wakes up by having Eleanor all pretty and ready for the day!” James explained, giving George his biggest puppy dog eyes.

“She would love that!” Hercules grinned, turning to George with his own puppy dog eyes.

“I guess she might enjoy that…” George sighed as James and Hercules looked at each other with excitement, most of the other boys left the room not wanting to participate.

“Being a fashion guru, I guess you will need my help.” Thomas said, strutting further into the room, Lafayette following closely after him.

“I’m his assistant. I may not know fashion as well as he does, but I do know a good outfit when I see one.” Laf said, his walk much less confident than Thomas’s.

“Okay, James start going through the closet! Laf and Thomas, make yourself comfortable. I’ll be in charge of changing her and making sure the outfits aren’t a complete disaster before I put them on her.” Hercules ordered, each of the boys moving to their part.

“Where to start?” James sighed, looking through the large amount of baby clothes.

“Start with casual day wear.” Thomas said, turning to look at George who leaned against the wall watching them with amusement. “How are you going to be helping?”

“By making sure you don’t break my baby.” George replied, not taking his eyes off of Hercules and Eleanor.

“Good idea!” Laf grinned, giving his dad a thumbs up.

“Thanks Laf.” George chuckled quietly.

“Thomas, I don’t know how to tell you this…” James trailed off, trying to figure out how to tell Thomas without him freaking out. “It seems that all Eleanor has is casual day wear.”

“What? Nothing else? That will not do!” Thomas cringed slightly at the sight of the clothing items. He was going to need to start shopping for better outfits for the baby because obviously he’d be the only person good for the job.

George pushed himself off the wall and quickly left the nursery. He knew that you would kill him if you didn’t get to see this. With that in mind, George ran into your room and kneeled by where you lay on the bed.

“Babe.” George whispered, lightly shaking you awake from your nap. “You’re going to want to see this.” George laughed, extending his hand to help you off the bed.

You followed George down the hallway where you could hear giggling. There was a hushed conversation about clothes at the end of the hallway where the nursery was. You looked at George in confusion as he continued to tug you towards the room.

When you walked in, you couldn’t believe your eyes. There stood Hercules holding Eleanor in his arms wearing a cute gray elephant onesie you had bought a couple months back with pastel pink pants. James was behind Hercules, rummaging through the closet and putting together outfits. Laf and Thomas sat on the ground in front of Hercules, giving constructive criticism for the outfit Eleanor was currently wearing.

“What’s going on boys?” You asked, slightly giggling.

“We’re going through Eleanor’s wardrobe. I think I need to go with you the next time you go shopping for clothes.” Thomas explained, still studying the outfit Eleanor was in. “She needs a couple more classy outfits. And maybe a bit more edgy.”

“She doesn’t even have a leather jacket! It’s all casual day wear!” Laf exclaimed in horror, you and George trying to hold back the bursts of laughter that was bubbling up.

“Well she’s going to be growing very fast over the next couple months, so I don’t want to blow a bunch of money on clothes that won’t laster her longer than a couple weeks or so.” You said, Thomas looking at you with wide eyes.

“But fashion, mom, fashion! It doesn’t matter how long she can wear it for! She needs to slay and break hearts!” Thomas said, the other boys nodding at his words.

“We can continue this conversation later. It’s meal time for Eleanor, but afterwards I believe this fashion show will need to continue.” You smiled at the four boys, Hercules handing Eleanor to you.

You walked back to your room sitting alone on the bed with Eleanor while George stayed in the nursery to talk to the boys.

“Welcome to the family Eleanor.” You whispered, smiling at the small girl in your arms. “We’re a crazy bunch, but don’t doubt for a minute that we don’t all love you. Even Alex loves you, he’ll just need a little longer than the others to realize that. This is where you belong, we’re your family and we’ll always be here.”