A Good Name 🌟

-Set some months after the trio's conversation that night at the bar, the guys get a visit from their friend..and new companion. My heart is broken and I need some fluffy healing okay I really wanted to write a thing with Vander meeting baby Vi sue me.

A light rapping at the door makes Vander look up and Silco glance over his shoulder. They weren't open, and unexpected knocks usually came with some sort of headache or trouble.

They catch each other's gaze in a silent question of if they should answer, and whom if so. Silco's pen hovers above the ledger in front of him, brow raised a measure, his glass-green eyes sharp and steady. They dart towards the sound before meeting Vander's again, his head tilting slightly. Vander nods and reflexively rolls his shoulders, stepping around the table he was cleaning and takes a couple steps forward when there's a second knock-only this time it comes in a very distinctive, two-three-two pattern and both men are instantly fully alert.

Vander makes it to the door in a few hurried strides, undoing the locks and throwing it open to have two people dart inside. Closing it again he whirls and steps toward them, Silco also approaching now.

"Felicia, Connol!" he huffs, irate and concerned all at once, "We haven't heard from you in over a week! We were starting to think-"

She whips a hand forward and presses a finger to his lips, "Shhhhh...she's dozing-oh, not anymore."

It's then a small, thin cry is heard, the sound suddenly the only one in the room, and certainly not normally heard.

Vander and Silco freeze for a moment before the larger man barely finds his voice, "Is...did you..?"

Felicia rolls her eyes with a smirk, "Sorry guys. Been a little preoccupied."

Pulling aside the loose cloak she wore, she turns to reveal a wide piece of fabric wound around herself, and securely bound in the middle, cradled against her chest, was a tiny, wiggly bundle. Connol smiles broadly, weaving an arm around her shoulders, "Mates, meet our daughter."

As if knowing she was being talked about, the infant's wriggling increases and she turns her head, topped with a fluff of pinkish-red hair and gapes at the adults with brilliant, sky-blue eyes.

There's a beat of silence, save for the newborn's whimpers and soft cries, as if the reverence and significance for this moment was an unspoken agreement. Felicia tenderly brushes her fingers across her cheek and the puff of hair, a soft, peaceful smile on her face.

It's Silco who breaks the quiet with a simple, understated, "Ah...I see." still at a loss how to properly react to the situation.

"Lookit her...so small..." Vander breathes, moving closer, a lopsided grin slowly growing, "Hello there little one...lemme be the first to welcome you here though eh, it'll be a bit before you're a customer yeah?"

Connol rolls his eyes with a snort, yet Silco's face hardens just the slightest degree, "Not that I'm questioning your judgement, however is it not incredibly risky to whisk a newborn all the way here?"

"We know the best routes, and besides, this is about the safest place she could possibly be." answers Felicia.

Connol nods, "Ain't no better spot than the one that means so much to us all. It's practically our home, and we felt there'd be no better for ya to meet her."

Silco clears his throat with an understanding nod in return, a smile playing at his lips as he turns and steps back toward the bar, "Well then. I do believe congratulations are in order. How old is she?"

"Five days now," Felicia answers as she and Connol go to sit at a nearby table, readjusting the sling so she can hold her on her shoulder, "And already giving me sass!"

Vander laughs, a bright, warm laugh that bounces off the walls before he sits with them, "I don't know what you expected, bein' the result of you two!"

"Oy man what's that supposed to mean?" says Connol with feigned indignation and a smirk.

Silco joins the group then, carrying a tray with several glasses-and one deep blue tumbler. He passes a glass to each of the men, then with a little flourish and gallant bow, sets the cup in front of Felicia, who laughs and does a slight bow in return.

"A toast then. Congratulations to the new parents, to your new addition, and many hopes for the future..." says Silco proudly, raising his glass, and the others follow suit.

"Oh! Right!" Vander snaps his fingers, "So, what's her name then?"

Felicia catches his eye, a glimmer both sly and yet softened with pride in her own, "Violet, of course."

Vander freezes, mouth half open in disbelief, feeling his heart leap, having to set his glass down before he dropped it, "...What?"

"You heard me." she grins, Connol adding, "We talked about it, considered others, but we kept coming back around and decided...Violet is a good name."

Swallowing thickly, Vander takes a moment before responding, "I...don't know what to say..."

Silco shakes his head with a smile, patting the larger man's shoulder, "I think he means he's honored."

"Of course I am, just also...wow. I didn't think..." Vander laughs, much more softly, running a hand through his hair, "Violet. Yeah."

Felicia turns so the newborn is facing them, "Say hello to your uncles Vander and Silco, Violet! They look like dorks, and they can be, but I'll tell you something...there's no one who cares about us down here as much, who'll fight harder for us, who will love you more, besides me and your pa, then these two."

The baby stares at them, and Vander is surprised to feel tears pricking the corners of his eyes, "Hello, Violet...what your mum said is true. No matter what happens, we've got ya."

Noticing, Silco breaks into a mocking grin, "Oh dear dear what's this? Is the great Hound of the Underground actually crying?"

"Shut it. It's dusty in here." grumbles Vander, yet unable to hide his own grin. All laugh, then the conversation carries on...

The Pack’s Reaction to You Leaving Your Bra at Their House:

Still working on ships and story requests, but decided to take a break and do another Pack reaction post :)

SAM- “Babe, you left something over here last night, but no worries. I went ahead and washed it for you and figured you could just leave it here for when you spend the night next time.”

JARED- “Wasn’t sure if it belonged to you or my other girlfriend. Wait, babe! I was kidding!!”

PAUL- “Guess that means you have to come back and get it. But you’ll have to ask nicely.” ;)

JACOB- “Gave it to ‘ya so good it made you forget the essentials?”

EMBRY- “You left the red bra, and you know that one is my favorite! You’re such a tease.”

QUIL- “Well, it’s mine now. Good luck getting it back.”

SETH- “So last night wasn’t a dream?”

LEAH- “Really?” *smirks* “Who told you to take it off anyway?”

The Pack’s Reaction To You Leaving Your Bra At Their House:

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Go to - Platonic ash x reader

Major Season 2 Episode 8 spoilers!! Please do not read if you haven't watched it

Summary: The night of Lexi's play, After a fight between you and Fezco you hadn't seen or spoke to him in almost two months, unknown to you (because you attended the play) during the raid instead of Ash not doing what Fez says he runs to your place, what can he say you're both of their go to

warnings: Mentions of murder, fluff, you taking care of ashtray

"You sat in the theater, watching in awe as you watched your best friend finally accomplish she's always wanted, unknown that you wouldn't be able to apologize to your ex boyfriend and try to fix things for another five years.

Faye could hear the drill whirring on the outside of the door, Fez glanced at the door before kissing Ashtray's head "Just go! Go Ash go and I'll fuckin call you when I got shit figured out" Fez mumbled to him wiping his face clean of tears, Custard's dead body sitting on the couch, Ash knew he fucked up this time, it wasn't like mouse, this wasn'y a simple hide the body and forget about it, somebody was going down, and Ash knew he had to be the one who took the fall.

"Ash! Go! We both can't fuckin go down for this! Fuckin go! f-..find Y/n! She'll make sure you're fuckin good!" He whisper yelled so the swat wouldn't hear where one of their suspects were going. Ash stared at his brother, glaring before running out through the back door dodging the police, his lungs burnt with how fast he was running, tears streamed down his face as he heard swat screaming along with his brother. He held back a sob bursting through your basement door, the door you left unlocked incase Fez or Ash needed a place to go while you were gone.

When you arrived home it was late, Rue saying her goodbyes from the sidewalk, Ashtray was hiding, incase swat just tried to come by and search, Your footsteps echoed through the dark empty house, but you could feel it, somebody was here, watching you. "Hello?.." You called before smacking your forehead "This is how basic bitches die in movies, alright who the fuck is in my damn house?!" You yelled hearing your basement door open, turning around quickly you aimmed your knife at the door seeing Ashtray, bloody nose, and dried tears, something happened. You rushed over dropping the knife to the ground, cupping Ashtray's cheek looking over him for any other injuries. "Ash, what happened are you okay?..Where's fez?..Ash fucking talk to me" You snapped, you didn't mean to get rude, but his silence and blank stares scared you. "Custard.." Ash mumbled "Fuckin rat...I..I killed him?...a-and we got raided.." After those words you tuned out Ash, piecing together what was happening, if Ash was at your house it only meant one thing, Fez was gone.

Once Ashtray noticed your glossy eyes he stopped talking and hugged you "Tell me he's gonna be okay, Ash....please?.." You whispered trying to keep your voice strong, you needed to be the one reassuring Ash, not the other way around "He'll be okay...He's a fuckin g, y/n/n..Ain't nothing gonna take him down..he said he'd call you once he got settled wherever he was going." Ash said loud enough for you to hear. It felt like you stood there hugging ash for hours, in reality it was only about 45 minutes, but you both needed it, Fez was a huge person in both of your lives.

Whenever you two finally did leave the hug Ash went to the kitchen with you, watching you start to cook dinner for him "So...You're not mad..? i-it was my fault Fez went down" He said, his voice barely above a whisper but you could still hear the shakiness of it "No..I don't think it's your fault...You did what you thought was right, Ash...You were protecting your brother..and he was protecting you" You said sternly starting to make pasta for him, he stayed quiet playing with the placemats that were on your kitchen island. You finished the pasta rather quickly, faster than normal, but it still tasted amazing, you and Ash sat in your living room watching old movies that you had. You didn't realize how late you had stayed up until Ash's alarm startled you and made you take in that the sun was rising.

"Ash...You've got school bubs.." You whispered rubbing his back, him using your side and arm as a pillow "Fuck school" You heard him mumble into the throw blanket you had thrown over him earlier. "Nah uh, At least go half day?" You whispered to him watching him sit up "Then I will pick you up and...buy you more smoke if you want?" You bribed raising your eyebrows at him "Fine...be there at 12.." He grumbled standing up to stretch "You have extra clothes upstairs" You smiled at him, there was both fez's clothes and Ash's clothes upstairs, you all three agreed if there was an emergency they'd come over to your house, even after you and Fez split he still knew your house was welcome to him and his younger brother. You got up making Ash breakfast in the mean time while he got ready for school.

Setting the cereal and toast down at the table you grabbed your phone glancing at it, still no call from Fez.

"Shit you didn't have to make me food, y/n" Ash's voice broke you out of your trance, how long were you staring at your phone? "Of course I did, Ash...Just cause...your brother and I aren't on good terms doesn't mean I love you any different, you're like my little baby" You smiled as Ash grimaced, he ate while you were quick to get ready, planning on going up to the police station to see if Fez made bond and how much it'd even be. "You ready ash!?" You yelled from your front door, hearing soft footsteps coming closer to you, Ashtray walking past and out to your car.

The drive was quiet, a comfortable quiet, until you pulled up to the school "You gonna come get me if Fez calls right?..Or fuckin...add me to the call or some shit" Ash asked looking at you, if it wasn't so obvious you wouldn't be able to see the scared little boy Ash truly was, just wanting his big brother back. "of course ash..Same goes for you..we're in this together" You said raising your fist letting his fist bump you before he opened the door "Hey. I love you Ash, call me if you need or want anything" You said giving him a soft smile, you had to remind yourself constantly, despite how he acted Ash was just a kid, not even old enough to legally work or drive yet. "I will." He said shutting the door looking at you for a moment before walking away, giving you a soft wave goodbye "Ash! I said i loved you!" You whined looking at him, there was no way in hell you were gonna let him think he can act like a tough guy with no feelings. "I love you too mom!" He yelled sarcastically, but the smile on his face when he turned around and flipped you off showed he meant it, you weren't gonna lie though, being called mom made your heart flip. Now that you were done taking care of Ash for a moment it was now time to take care of Fez and bring him home.

soooo? Part two of when you reconnect with Fez or leave this here?

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Possessive much? Fez x reader drabble

summary: After finding out another girl tried fucking your boyfriend you show a side you never saw before

warnings: nothing really, fluffiness, cussing, talks about guns

Y/n was not a very possessive person especially with Fezco, you knew he could handle himself, but you also know damn well Fez wouldn't fight a girl if she fucked with him, so whenever you found out from Faye that a cilent of his tried fucking your boyfriend then insulted and belittled him after he rejected her.

You had went over first thing next morning, Fez sitting at the table in the living room counting his money, you start looking around, under couch cushions, behind pictures "What the hell you lookin for this early?" Your boyfriend asked, it obvious he had been awake alot longer than you "One of your guns" You said, focused at the task at hand, Fez threw a small mini lighter at you "What you worried about my guns for?" He asked leaning back giving you his full attention now, you weren't a violent person so why the fuck were you currently looking for a gun "Is someone fuckin with you" He asked a few seconds later "No. I'm not gonna let some woman come up in my boyfriend's house, try to fuck him then disrespect him! especially when you're doing the bitch a favor!" You ranted, your face getting redder with every word that left your lips, Fez's response was the opposite of yours though, he sat there looking at you chuckling to himself "What the hell is so funny!? I'm not gonna let some bitch disrespect you!" You yelled but he just still sat there and giggled, eventually he reached out pulling you up on his lap "You this upset about that mama?" He laughed looking at you, you huffed looking at him "Yes!" You yelled crossing your arms "I'm gonna be the fucking bitch's ass!" You threatened, your rants being silenced by Fez pressing his lips against yours, you still huffed but cupped his cheeks, running the pads of your thumbs over his beard, pulling away taking a moment to admire him, Fez somehow doing the same thing to you. He was like a dream, like a dream you never wanted to wake up from, the type of dream you wake up from and spend most of your time trying to go back to that dream or thinking about said dream. "It's cute when you're mad...epecially whenever it's about standing up for your man" Fez teased resting his hands on your hips, You sighed looking at him "it makes me upset knowing someone is a dick to you..you've dealt with enough shit.." You explained, not feeling his hands slowly running up and down your back until his thumbs tucked themselves into the waistline of your pants. "Mr. Fez...your hands are getting very risky" You giggled resting your hands on his shoulders, he smirked at you "Can't help it..You look good wearin my sweats" He smiled glancing at his sweatpants you had stolen "What're you talking about?.." You asked looking down at your sweatpants "These are mine?" You added on grabbing the fabric "Nah mama, these are mine" Fez whispered leaning up ripping the tag out of the back of the sweatpants holding them up "You don't wear no large in men" He smirked watching your face heat up "well they're mine now" You huffed kissing him one last time before standing up "Now seriously, where the fuck are your guns?" You deadpanned looking at your now shocked boyfriend who laid sprawled out on the couch "It's not happening" Fez said shaking his head looking at you "You ain't shooting anybody, or fightin anybody, you're gonna sit your cute ass back down on my lap and watch this movie with me" Fez demanded holding onto your pointer and ring finger "You're lucky your cute" You grumbled sitting back down on his lap laying your head against his chest "I love you mama" He whispered kissing your forehead.

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