Me When Billy Lenz:

hes so baby <3

Epilogue: Belize

Summary: About 1 year later the world very much seems to be a different one…

Pairing: Gabriel x nurse!Fem!Reader

Content Warnings: Just Fluff

A/N: Thank you all for sticking with me on this one! 🖤🫶🏻

Find the entire Crybaby-Miniseries here!

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I will not ask you where you came from

I will not ask you, neither should you

Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips

We should just kiss like real people do

- Like Real People Do By Hozier

The soft sounds of waves crashing against the shore filled your ears as you were about to take another sip from a straw ending in a cut-open coconut. The fresh taste filled your mouth before you gulped the liquid down, sitting straight up again to allow your eyes to roam over the shoreline. A nearly violently bright blue pair of shorts caught your attention and a wide, satisfied grin tugged at your mouth whilst watching Gabriel play around in the water.

About 3 months ago, right after the two of you had somehow managed to bail, swindle and cheat Gabe out of that damned hellhole of an institution, you had decided on selling everything and by everything you had, in fact, meant everything. From your apartment to your car and to the last DVD out of your very preciously cultivated collection. All of it went into two one-way-tickets to Belize and a stay at a cozy, little BnB until you had your stuff figured out.

Getting a job in Belize City thankfully hadn't been too hard on you and instead of mint-coloured scrubs and sneaky linoleum floor you now took care of senior citizens in an adorable retirement home close to the beach.

For the first time in your life, you had learned to acknowledge the little thing, the tiny, minuscule happenings and surroundings. For the first time, you really felt the warm sun shining down on your face and you didn't mind that it made you sweat a little, no, you welcomed it because every minute thing now happened together with Gabriel.

Seeing him smile at you every day, softly waving at you from the shoreline, his legs knee-deep into the water, nearly had you sniffling and sobbing with all the love you felt for that once terribly sad and alone boy on Ward 4. He didn't deserve any of this…not being abandoned by his family and not being pushed into a system that didn't even treat him like a human being, but now, being with you in Belize, none of that even so much as touched him anymore.

After Gabe had ultimately been dismissed from the ward, all of his belongings cramped into an old suitcase and ready to practically jump on the plane, his brother did have the audacity to call you up quite a few times, cussing at you, threatening legal action and all that meaningless ramble but nothing ever came out of it. On one very peculiar occasion, where you had offered Gabe to answer the call, he had snapped at his brother in the most calm and precise way you'd ever witness.

"I'm finally happy now. Fuck off and never bother us again." Two short and sharply aimed statements before Gabe had hung up on his brother.

Ever since then, neither of you had been called or texted again and after the first, very exciting weeks of setting in, it grew more and more quiet and calm with you starting your job at the retirement home and Gabriel finally being in very frequent touch with the outside world. Frequent to a point where he started going on long walks at the beach, especially in the evenings, stargazing until his neck hurt, or taking excited trips to the local grocery stores and farmers markets.

Thinking about that had you smiling into the sun, your hand rummaging around in a striped linen bag to fish out an aluminum-wrapped set of sandwiches.

"The cheese from Belizie, huh?"

i love how everybody's talking like "oh, i have so many anon requests in my drafts, lol" and i'm just over here with mine full of reblogs i have yet to post

and they're all like fics about vampire movies from the eighties and dilfs

just got some gabriel vibes from my best friend

TELL ME HE WOULDNT

felt like it cause i was bored ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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i started rewatching good omens and i NEED some requests for crowley or aziraphale (or together 👀)

This one gives me heavy Clyde vibes

EEEEEEEEEE

Okay, so I came out to my parents a week ago. It...didn't go well... And now they hate me. I'm no longer considered a family member, im a "disappointment"...

Yours, Now, and Forever.

in which regency! era wilbur and you hate each other’s guts.

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hi. this is my baby. i have cried and have had sleepless nights over this fic, trying to make it perfect. it is the best goddamn thing i have ever written, and i beg of you to be nice to it. please, if you like it, share it. i’m begging on my knees. i have never loved anything i’ve written as much as i love this. if people love it enough, i will probably take blurbs for specific scenes from another pov, or blurbs of life after marriage. but i am begging, treat my baby well. 

huge thank you’s to caroline, zone, and lyss. lyss for inspiring me to begin writing again after almost two years, zone for being my proofreader, and my sweet sweet caroline for giving me the idea for the fic and letting me torture her with ideas. i love all of you, tysm. please please please enjoy.

word count - 11.5k

Your mother toddled round the seamstresses shop, fabrics in hand. “Oh! I almost tripped over the silk. What a shame that would have been to ruin such a fine fabric, especially with how well it compliments your skin tone.” She held it up to your face as you stood on the raised platform.

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