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Ongoing, First published May 26
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - Marley Murphy is new in town, and new to the neighbourhood once she moves next door to the chaotic Wilkerson family. But what will happen when Marley meets the trouble maker frosted tip-spiked haired boy next door. Will she be able to make a new friend before school starts, or will he just be her annoying neighbour.


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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - Reese Wilkerson has always been the school bully, always got into trouble and never had any friends. But what will happen when the summer before high school, a new family moves next door and a certain blonde-well dressed girl catches his eye, will he finally get a friend he needed, or was she just a girl for him to stare at through his window.





Malcom in the middle 
Reese Wilkerson x fem oc 


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18 parts Ongoing

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.