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“When am I gonna learn, Double D?”

“I think you just have, Eddy.”

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High and Low; Madalenax

If there was one thing she was certain she could never trust it was the weather. It was more manic than half the people she had ever seen in her life, and this included the time spent at the asylum— which was just some random publicity stunt she had to do.

Looking out the window with disgust written all over her face, she questioned her actions a few more times, wondering if a cigarette was worth it. The sounds of Queenie and Nan fighting soon reassured her original decision and she took in a deep breath before walking out onto the porch, pulling her furry hood up over her head as she quickly lit the cigarette before it could reach her lips.

Taking a long drag from the stick, letting her lungs fill, her eyes fluttered shut as she slowly let the smoke exit out of her body, allowing a nice cloud to surround her that mixed with her escaping breath.

Hearing the door open the girl turned around quickly and smiled seeing the brunette. “Baby, it’s cold outside.” Her tone in a joking but at the same time sincere matter as she walked over to Lena.

“Where is your coat?”

#I NEEDED FEELS #madalenax

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LB had hit is breaking point. Luna had left. He hadn't seen her and a long time, a year maybe, he could remember the last time he saw her, Everyone had left him, he'd hurt the ones that he loves, and he was all alone. Then one day, he saw her, walking, just walking. He had to be dreaming. . "Luna." He breathed. He ran up to her. "LUNA!" He said tears falling from his eyes, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight not ever wanting to let her go. She probably hated him.

#theschoolforthegifted #main verse #i needed feels

So I wrote this Hyuza mini-story on a whim a while ago, set in Amal-verse. I drafted it, since we weren't anywhere NEAR this part in the story when I'd written it, but since there hasn't been any Hyuza on my dash in a long time, thought I'd share it.

Enjoy.

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The dog hadn't barked. That's why I hadn't woken up. It had to have been the reason. I couldn't think of a better one, and I didn't dare think of the alternative: that I had truly grown comfortable enough her to sleep through a sound as loud as Hayate barking an alert at me. I had put the baby to bed early that night; Joy was aptly named... unlike her brother, Amal, Joy would sleep through the night and be ridiculously cheerful in the morning. Her brother, on the other hand, was all of four years old and too 'grown up' to go to bed early. He and I had spent the evening reading a bedtime story before I tucked him in to the music of his loud protests to the contrary. Finally he'd settled down, too, after I'd explained that his sister was sleeping, and that if he woke her up, dire consequences would occur. His folded arms and pouty face were things I'd long since grown immune to, though he had given it a fair shot. Shutting off the light, I had gently closed their door until only a sliver of light from the hallway shone through. Less than an hour later, I was in bed myself, asleep with Hayate curled up in front of the door to the children's bedroom I guess that's why I didn't wake until it was too late to react; the dog hadn't made a sound. What actually woke me was the movement on my bed, the shifting of the mattress as someone else's weight settled in next to me. My eyes were open instantly, and I rolled, whirling on my would-be attacker... ... only to face my husband. His scruffy face was visible in the moonlight streaming from the window, his glasses already off and set on the bedside table. Instead of the hug he was surely expecting, though, I shoved him, forcing the adrenaline out of my body. He nearly tumbled to the floor before recovering, eying me with his big, mock-hurt hazel eyes. "Miss me so much you wanted to see me come again?" he asked, laughter teasing at the edge of his voice. "You turd," I replied, glaring at him. "You nearly gave me a heart attack." "Well we can't have that," he soothed, settling in next to me and pulling me close for a long hug. "I came in on the late train, as soon as I got home from my mission. I would have called but the train was leaving right then. So I thought I'd surprise you." "You succeeded," I shot back, trying to steady my heartbeat and calm my breathing. "Good," he grinned. "And I didn't even get shot." "Could have." "Didn't." "I hate you," I whispered as I pulled him in for a kiss, "with all the love in my heart." His answer was lost in the jumble as we pressed our lips together. It had been a long three weeks. Too long. We were quiet, very aware of the children in the next room. Despite this, it wasn't long -not nearly long enough- before the quiet padding of tiny feet pulled us ever-so-slightly apart. Amal stood in the doorway, his white shock of hair bright against the dark outline of the door. "I heard Daddy..." he mumbled. "Did I dream it again?" My voice caught in my throat. I hadn't told Maes about the nightmares his son had whenever he was gone. I hadn't told him about his growing behavioral problems. I'd just pushed through them all. Thankfully Maes didn't ask. Instead, he sat up and called to our adopted son, bringing him into bed with us. The three of us cuddled til morning, safe in each others' arms.

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Motherhood suits you

When Gaila first holds her daughter, she feels almost scared. Really - it can't be safe for her to hold such a fragile little thing... But when the infant opens her eyes and Jim's blue eyes stare back at her, she can't help but smile and hold her up to her face.

"Hello sweetie," she murmurs, before pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Welcome to life - I'll make sure it's beautiful for you."