I’ve felt angsty as hell this last week. Like I seriously want to make myself cry. So, I’m either writing or reading angst. I hope I snap out of it soon.
Any way, heartfelt passages gets worse before it gets better. So does the Petwr Stoneverse drama/angst…
It was a day most little girls dreamed of, the day they shopped for their wedding dress. Yet here you were sitting in the fitting room in tears, and not happy ones. You had narrowed it down to two dresses. One was off-white, strapless, form-fitting and lace. The other was as white, off the shoulder, satin ball gown.
There was a gentle knock on the door. “Okay if I come in?” Cesaria asked softly through the door.
“Uh-yeah. Just-just a minute.” You pulled a tissue from the box on the table beside you and wiped your eyes. “Come in,” you called softly.
“So. Have you decided-. Mija, what’s wrong?” She sat beside you and placed her hand over yours.
“It’s silly,” you responded and shook your head as you sniffled. “Really. I’m fine. It’s nothing.” Fresh tears were threatening to spill down your cheeks.
Cesaria dabbed your eyes with a tissue. “You don’t get upset over nothing.”
You took a deep breath. “You know you are like a mother to me. It’s just.-”
“It’s okay. You can tell me.”
“I always imagined I’d be choosing a wedding dress with my Mom,” you sniffed. At 14 you lost your Mom when a drunk driver hit her head on. With your Dad in prison, it left you and your 12-year-old brother in the foster system.
“Oh, my sweet girl.” She gathered you in her arms and soothed your hair. “I understand.”
She released you and composed yourself. “I feel like I’m being ungrateful. You’ve been like a Mom to me ever since Nick and I started dating.”
“Y/N, you are the last person I would call ungrateful. I love you like my own and there is nowhere else I want to be,” she reassured you.
You smiled. “I love you too.” After taking a cleansing breath you stood and went to stand in front of the dresses. “So which dress should I get?”
“Whichever dress you choose you will be beautiful,” she declared.
“Y/N. Mom. Are you in there?” Nick called from outside the room. “I’m done with my tux fitting.”
“Don’t come in, Nicky!” Cesaria answered. “I’ll get him out of here. We’ll meet you outside.” She turned back to you before leaving. “Want to knock his socks off? Go with the lace gown.” She gave you a wink.
“Hey. What happened back there? Did she find the one?” Nick asked Cesaria.
“Without a doubt,” she confirmed and patted Nick’s cheek.
“Mom! Hank took the toilet paper again!“ Thomas called from the restroom.
"Oh, that dog,” you grumbled. “He needs obedience school.”
“He’s a just a puppy,” Sonny responded as he went to chase Hank again. “Hey there Hank. What ya got?” Sonny approached Hank slowly. He watched Sonny with his big eyes. Just as Sonny reached for the toilet paper, Hank took off. Sonny tripped over his own feet and fell.
You rushed to the hall where you found Hank licking Sonny. “Are you okay?”
“I’ve been thinking, obedience school isn’t such a bad idea.”
“Leave it your kid to pick the biggest pumpkin,” Peter said as the two of you watched Julian struggle to pick up a pumpkin double his size. Audra rested on his shoulder, totally content. She looked so small in Peter’s arms.
“He’s ambitious,” you countered. “I know someone else like that.”
“Between us he had pretty good examples of the word,” Peter confirmed. He leaned over and kissed your temple.
FICTOBER18 DAY 11 PROMPT | “But I will never forget.”
fandom: Law and Order: SVU pairing: Nick Amaro/Sonny Carisi/Reader warnings: really vague mention of shower sex
The three of you were laughing in bed and you felt like you might pull a muscle if you didn’t get a minute to catch your breath. Sonny’s arm was wrapped around your waist where you were laying on your stomach in between the two of them. Nick’s leg was casually crossed over your calf and were frantically trying to wipe tears of mirth on the pillowcase nearest your face. Nick was still gesturing up into the air over his head as he spoke.
“But I will never forget.” A pause and another chuckle of laughter from him. “I’ll never forget the look on Sonny’s face as he started slipping.”
“Stop! Stop!” you shrieked as you fisted your hand in the pillow and started howling with more laughter. The fear when you lost your footing on the slippery tub and then Sonny’s frantic grab for you was itched into your brain. Alongside it was Nick’s alarm and desperate reach for the two of you and a very narrowly avoided messy fate had his balance not been so good. Recalling it now was funny and where Sonny’s face was buried in the back of your shoulder you could feel him shaking with laughter, even as he reached a hand over you to shove Nick.
“I almost slipped a disc in my back,” Sonny mumbled. His admission sent you into more belly aching laughter and you leaned over to plant your face in Nick’s chest as you gasped for air. Sonny bit your shoulder lightly and pinched your side. “I was trying to save you!” he accused with another jab.
You turned slightly and tried to school your face into something more somber. “I know. And I’m so grateful for your—your sacrifice,” you barely got the last word out as more laughter overtook you. Sonny rolled his eyes and shook his head, ducking his face to the inside of his elbow as he started laughing again as well.
“I told you both that shower sex with three people was a terrible idea,” Nick pointed. He dropped one hand to the back of your head and started massaging and you leaned into the touch. “I’m pretty sure I twisted my ankle trying to grab Sonny, who was trying to grab you, before one of you got their head bashed in.”
“Our hero,” Sonny quipped dryly in between chuckles. You felt Nick reach over and poke Sonny with his foot and the two of them started a scuffle over you. They were both laughing and red faced and you lay back in the bed, shaking your head at their antics.
anon asked: We’re going to carve pumpkins from fall list polyverse!au please. ❤
“Babe, can you pick up that pumpkin to take home?” you asked Nick as you pointed with your toe towards a round pumpkin with a shallow dent on the side.
Your arms were full with several jugs of cider. Behind you Sonny’s arms were likewise full of the bag of apples the three of you had picked. Nick gave you a long-suffering look, but he bent down obediently towards the pumpkins on the ground. You made a dissenting noise and tried to steer him to the one you wanted.
“No, babe. The one to the—two over, yeah—and then one to the—yes! that one with the little dent,” you guided as he bent over and hovered his hands over the nearest pumpkin to him. He hefted it easily, but grunted as he swung it into a cradle of his arms.
“I hate to be a spoilsport…but what are we going to do with this?” Nick asked with a raised eyebrow.
You were already looking around again, taking a few steps towards him in order to get a better look at the other pumpkins. They were neatly arranged in the patch of grass just to the side of the entrance and exit. Kids played in between the rows and tried to pick up ones too big for them before their parents carefully guided them to the smaller selection. It was a motley crew of shades of orange; some rich and round, others pale and small, still others mottled and tall. You were looking for two more and when you spotted a taller and skinnier pumpkin you let out a triumphant sound and jumped over a row to claim it.
“We’re going to carve pumpkins!” you announced with a wide grin, slightly breathless from your mini sprint as you stood over the next pumpkin you wanted. “That one can represent you, this skinny one for our Sonny and then we need one more for me…” you trailed off as your eyes drifted back to the pumpkins at your feet. You missed the look that Sonny and Nick exchanged before Nick piped back up.
“Alright, but…who is going to carry all of these pumpkins…?” Nick asked even as he dipped down on one side to gently grasp the second one you had pointed out. You shrugged in response, unconcerned about the logistics.
“We’ll figure it out. Teamwork and all that,” you replied absently before tossing a grin over your shoulder. You paused and your grin faded as you took in their amused expressions.
“Unless you don’t want to…?” you suggested, trying to keep the disappointment from your voice.
“We want to,” Sonny answered for him as Nick as he began making his way to your side. “We want to,” he repeated, “we were just thinking of how lucky we are to have. Weren’t we, Nick?” Sonny looked back at Nick expectantly and you bit the inside of your cheek.
“Course,” Nick replied quickly. “I don’t think I’ve ever carved a pumpkin, honestly. I may be bad at it.” He glanced up at the two of you as he tried to balance the weight of the pumpkins in his arms and step around the pumpkins on the ground carefully.
“Aww, that doesn’t matter,” you reassured him with a return of your grin. “I don’t think anyone is really good at carving a pumpkin. It’s just fun.” Nick gave you a grateful smile as Sonny made a thoughtful noise.
“I don’t know…” he started. “I’m great at it.”
There was a teasing look in his eyes and you shoved him with your shoulder. He narrowly missed squashing a pumpkin and you laughed as Nick tried to keep a handle on both pumpkins in his arms and keep Sonny upright at the same time. You erupted in laughter and for a moment everything was bright and light.
“Are you ready to go? Our reservations are for 7 o’clock.” William bussled into the bedroom as Anne was putting in a pair of earrings.
She figeted with the diamond pendant that hung from a chain on her neck. She gave William a nervous smile. “I think I’m more nervous meeting them than I was on our first date.”
“Darling. They will love you. Trust me.” He brought her hand up to his lips.
“Anne. This is my son Michael and his girlfriend, Y/N.” William smiled. Y/N came around and gave him and Anne a hug. “Good seein’ you kid”, he hugged Y/N back and kissed her cheek. Michael shook William’s hand, then Anne’s.
“It so good to finally meet you, Anne”, Y/N gave her a broad smile. “William here has told us so much about you.”
Anne laughed softly. “ I feel the same dear. Seems like I know ya’ll.”
William smiled. “Let’s order, shall we.
“Michael-”
“Mike, please.”
“Mike”, Anne smiled. “How did you and Y/N meet?”
Mike chcuckled, winking at Y/N. “We met on blind date of sorts. About five years ago. Not a very exciting story.”
Y/N changed the subject quickly. “My dad was stationed at Fort Benning. Is that close to where you’re from?”
William smiled. He was extremely happy. Happier than he had been in years. Anne was caring, compassionate, giving and for some reason she loved him. William participated in the conversation, but mostly listened.
“Excuse me. I need to powder my nose.” Anne stood. Y/N excused herself as well and joined Anne. William and Mike watched as they walked together, chatting.
Mike turned to his dad. “She’s great dad. I really like her. Good to see you happy, finally.”
“I am.“ William grinned. “She’s it for me, son. I’m going to ask her to marry me.” William looked expectatantly at his son. He pulled a diamond solitaire from his jacket pocket. “She makes me a better person. I think you understand that.” William smiled at him.
“That’s-wow dad.” He stood going around the table and two men embraced.
“So. When are you going to make an honest woman out of Y/N?” William teased his son.
“Oh, dad. We’re happy with the way things are.” Mike furrowed his brow.
The two watched as Anne and Y/N made their way back to the table, both smiling like they had a secret. “We’re both pretty darn lucky.“ He kissed Y/N cheek when she came back to the table then whispered something in her ear making her giggle.
After dinner, the band started playing. “Care to dance, Y/N?” William held his hand out. Y/N accepted, taking his hand.
Mike smiled as he watched his dad and Y/N dance. She looked over to him a wink.
“She’s sweet, Mike. You have yourself a good one there.” Anne remarked as she watched William and Y/N dance.
“She’s the best.” Mike turned to Anne, “I don’t remember ever seeing my dad this happy. I know you’re the reason. He’s head over heels, who can blame him?”
“Believe me, the feeling is mutual.” Her eyes glistened when she spoke about William.
“Anne? Care to show my dad and Y/N how to dance?” Mike rose and offered his hand.
“Absolutely.” Anne accepted Mike’s hand and he lead her out to the dance floor.
“Beautiful dance partner you have”, Mike commented to his dad. “Makes you look good, old man.” To which William chuckled.
“Not so bad yourself champ”, Y/N winked. “In fact, mind if I cut in?”
“Now I’m stuck with the old man?” Anne teased.
“I’ll show you old man. C’mere”, William grinned, releasing Y/N to Mike.
“He’s so happy, Mike. Such a novelty to see.” Y/N stated. “And Anne is pretty smitten too.”
“He’s going to ask her to marry him” Mike looked at your name, gaging the reaction.
“Seriously? That is great to hear. Now I’ll have someone to talk to when we get together with your dad.”
“Does it bother you we’re not married, or even engaged?” Mike asked.
Y/N shrugged her shoulders, “Sometimes I guess. But mostly no. Why does it bother you to ‘live on sin’?”
Mike chuckled, “I love you, I don’t need a piece of paper to prove that.”
“Okay. Its settled then. We’ll live in sin.”
“Sounds heavenly to me.” Mike dipped his head, giving Y/N a passionate kiss.
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