#dad!ransom drysdale x y/n

[crazyunsexycool]

The love we gave away

Chapter 6

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Word count: 2.5K

Warning: the Thromby/Drysdale family they're a warning all of their own, mentions of drinking, angst, implied past child abuse, idk what else...

A/N: Here we have the long awaited follow up. A new character is introduced, will he be competition for Ransom? 👀 The Thromby/Drysdale family are the worst, at least the adults are. I have made Harlan more of the father figure that Ransom deserved.

Series masterlist

Ransom was more annoyed than usual. His family bickered amongst each other over the most mundane things, he couldn’t bear it. Not even with a drink or two of his grandfather’s best  scotch. He should have known better than to come for family dinner on Friday night. Joni was going on and on about some new facial cream or diet or something very vain. Richard and Linda were arguing again. Walt was talking with Harlan about who knows what. Probably trying to persuade him to fire Ransom. 

“What are you sulking about now?” Linda’s attention moved from her husband to her son. 

“Nothing mother. It’s not like you’d actually care, you never have.” 

“Show your mother some respect.” Richard snaps at his son. That gets the attention of everyone in the room.

“Like you do?”

“You know, it’s a good thing you didn’t get stuck raising those little brats with that gold digging whore you had in high school. They’d be little shits just like you.” 

His family loved to bring that up. Throw his kids in his face as if they had been a mistake. But he knew that they weren’t. Sure, neither of you were ready to have children at 17 but that didn’t mean that he didn’t love them. And knowing them now Ransom is sure that they are the best part of him.

“You don’t know shit Richard. I sure as hell would have been a better father than you.”

His parents, Walt, Joni and Donna all laugh at him. 

“You, a good father? Please, a snake could raise a kid better than you.” 

“Eat shit Richard.” Ransom snarls. 

It took everything in him not to close the distance between himself and his father and wipe that smug smirk off his face. Ransom knew better than to fall into their little games but after everything that happened at the wedding a week ago. Neither time nor distance have made him feel better. Ransom knows he should have gone after you but the look on your face after he said what he did left him frozen in place. He’s never been good with apologies but he knows he has to make it right with you. 

“Watch your mouth before I remind you of your place.” Richard snapped back as he made his way toward Ransom.

“What are you gonna do old man? You think you can put your hands on me like you used to? I’d love it if you gave me a reason to kick your ass.” 

“That’s enough.” Harlan speaks up. “If you can’t behave like an adult you can leave.” 

“You heard dad, Ransom. Are you leaving or are you staying?” 

Ransom glares at his mother. 

“I was speaking to you Linda and your husband. You should know better than to provoke him.” 

“That is outrageous. You’re going to kick me out of my own home over this pathetic excuse of a son?” 

“This isn’t your house, Linda, it’s mine. Out. Everyone and I don’t want to hear excuses.” Harlan says as he gets up to go to his study. “Come with me Ransom.” 

Ransom stands and for the first time the whole week he manages to at least smirk, satisfied that everyone is left whining and bitching. 

****

“Sit and tell me what happened.” Harlan motions to the chairs next to the table he has a chessboard set up.  

Ransom grimaces at the memory of everything that happened at the wedding and his harsh words towards you. 

“I fucked up.” Ransom says as he picks up a chess piece and inspects it. Harlan raises an eyebrow at the curse word. “I messed up and probably ruined everything with Y/N.” 

“How so?” 

Ransom sighs and explains the wonderful weekend you’d had together before the wedding, leaving out the details of sleeping together of course. Then he explains how Bertie had just shown up without warning even though he had broken up with her. Finally Ransom explained the fight you’d had and what he’d said. 

“That temper of yours will always get you in trouble.” Harlan finally says but he sends an empathetic look Ransom's way. “So do you want to fix it?”

“Of course I do.” 

“Why?” 

“Because I have to. I have to do right by Y/N for once in my miserable life and for the kids. They don’t need to be caught up in the mess I created.” 

“That’s all? Those are the only reasons?” Harlan says with a knowing smile on his face. 

“Yes those are the only reasons.” 

Harlan scoffs and shakes his head but doesn’t say anything. He learned a long time ago that it’s easier to let Ransom come to his own realizations instead of throwing them in his face. 

“Fine, I still love Y/N. I’m in love with her. These last few weeks and this past weekend reminded me of it.” Ransom was up and pacing the length of the study. When he turned to look back at his grandfather he found a smug smirk on the older man’s lips and he rolled his eyes. “I never stopped loving her but I wasn’t good enough for her then and I’m obviously not good enough for her, for them, now.” 

“So then get better.” 

“It’s not that simple.” 

“Sometimes it is. But you have to start by figuring out what will happen between you and Alberta and apologizing to both of them.” 

“Both of them?” 

“Yes. Alberta for stringing her along and Y/N for everything else. Sit down and have a real conversation. Lay everything out on the table so that if you start a relationship again that it’s on good terms and not haunted by the mistakes of the past.” Harlan says as he gets up. “And bring me my great grandkids soon. I’d very much like to meet them.”

 With that Harlan walks out and leaves Ransom to think on what he should do first. 

You walk into Wanda’s home with a bottle of wine in hand. She loved to host small dinner parties. Wanda especially loved to introduce her and her husband’s friends to each other. You weren’t surprised to walk in and see a few people already sitting and chatting but your eyes are pulled to someone in particular across the room. 

“I’d recognize that hair anywhere.” You say with a laugh once you’re close enough. “Hi Ari.” 

“Y/N?” He turned around and smiled. “Wow what a small world.”

“Small indeed.” 

You accept the hug he offers you and chuckle when he lifts you up slightly.

“It’s been so long, you look as beautiful as ever.” 

“Me? What about you? You look amazing.” You say as you give him a quick up and down. He had filled in quite nicely. His shoulders were stronger and broader. The jeans he wore accentuated his strong thighs and you were sure that under the button up he wore was a wall of pure muscle. 

“Hey, Y/N. I’m glad you made it.” Wanda came up and gave you a side hug. ��Do you know Ari? He and Viz are working on a project together.” 

“Yes. We actually met a long time ago in Italy.” 

“Fun times.”

“Yeah, they were.” You smirked.

“This is great. Do you mind if I borrow Y/N for just a moment?” 

“Not at all. I’ll be here.” Ari winks and watches as you walk away. 

****

“Oh my god. You know Ari? I invited him to introduce you. This is even better.” Wanda ranted as she held and shook you slightly. 

“Wanda, I’m not looking for anything with anyone right now.” 

“Because of asshole Ransom? Please, you know the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.” 

“Last time I got over Ransom was with Ari. I don’t think it really would be fair for that to happen again.” 

“Oh please,” Wanda waved her hand dismissively. “You’ve never truly gotten over Ransom and you’re older now.” She grabs a wine glass and a bottle to serve you a drink.

“Thanks for that.” 

“I mean, you’ve learned a lot since you last saw Ari. Things are different now.” 

“Wanda I love you with all of my heart and you are one of my closest friends but please don’t meddle.” You grab the glass of wine Wanda had offered and take a sip. 

“Fine. Although I’m completely against you not climbing him like a tree. I mean have you seen him?” 

“Yes Wanda I saw him.” 

“Ok but did you look at him? I mean as a designer anything you put him in he’d look good. Especially your bed.” 

“Wanda!” You chastise her as she walks away laughing. 

**** 

The room was starting to get stuffy and overwhelming with drunken chatter so you stepped out onto Wanda’s balcony. The twinkling lights of the city lay below you and you sigh as your thoughts go back to Ransom. The weekend had been so special, like a move in the right direction. Your hurt and jealousy drove you to push his buttons. It should have come as no surprise that he responded the way he did but he had never talked to you like that. Maybe you didn’t know him at all anymore and that broke your heart just a little more. You spent the whole week thinking over what you could have done differently. Maybe if you would have let him explain things would be different. 

“Getting all the answers you need over there?” Ari’s voice pulls you from your thoughts.

“What makes you think I need answers?” 

You turn to watch as he walks over and leans against the railing. 

“Did you forget I met you in Italy? You had the same face back then.” 

“Same face I’ve had all my life.” You quip weakly. 

“And a beautiful one at that. But I’m talking about the pouty look you have right now. If memory serves me right it was because of a guy that broke your heart.” 

You had been looking at the city again when you turned your head and gaze at him. He was right back then and he was right now. 

“I’ll take your silence as a yes. What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?” He’s looking at you now, watching for any change in your expression.

“The same guy did the same thing.” 

Ari shakes his head and stands up straight. He turns his body completely towards you and leans his hip against the railing. His arms come to sit across his broad chest. 

“Give me his name and I’ll kick his ass.” 

You chuckle and wave a hand dismissively at him. 

“It’s my own fault really. I actually hadn’t seen him since before Italy and we reconnected recently. I thought there were some feelings there but I guess I was wrong.” You shrug your shoulders. “Nothing much too it. And I can’t really just cut him out of my life right now so I’m trying to be prepared for when I see him again.” 

Ari just nodded. He watched you intently though. 

“I know what will cheer you up.” 

“Do tell.” 

“A night out with me and some dessert. Why don’t we get out of here?” He stretched his hand out for you to take.

Ari was always an adventure and he always found a way to take you along for the ride.

You woke up the next day around noon. There was a dull ache behind your eyes and you groaned when you opened them just to be met with sunlight. The night with Ari had been fun but you should have known better than to assume you would get regular dessert. He managed to find a place that sold boozy desserts. That added with your two glasses of wine gave you a hangover. Overall it was a fun night, it reminded you of the summer days in Italy. When Ari would pick you up and you’d run around freely in the city. It also helped to keep your mind off of Ransom. 

You drag yourself to the bathroom and once you’re done with your morning routine you grab your phone. Wanda sent you a reminder for a dress you needed to work on and you had a few texts from Ransom, Ari, Abigail and Theadore. You reply to them, except for Ransom and decide to get dressed in order to head into your office to get some much needed work done. 

****

You’d been in your office for hours. Most of your time was spent drawing, choosing fabrics, cutting out patterns and then changing things around. The sun had started to set, the last few rays filled your work space with golden light. It only inspired you more. You were so engrossed in your work you didn’t hear the footsteps coming closer. 

Ransom stood in the doorway. You looked beautiful bathed in the golden glow of the disappearing sun. His heart ached as he watched you diligently and meticulously pin the fabric together. This was you in your true element. He’d seen it countless times and he’d missed it. After watching you work for a few minutes he knocked, startling you. Your eyes snap up to the door and the smile that was forming on your lips vanishes when you realize that it’s him. 

“Hey.” Ransom says cautiously. 

“What do you want?”

“I wanted to talk. I messaged you but you didn’t answer.”

“So you decided to drop by instead?” You  step away from the dress you had been working on and cross your arms. 

Ransom sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Look, what happened at the wedding-“

“Should have never happened. It’s obvious we weren’t on the same page about what it meant.” 

Ransom’s heart was practically thrashing in his chest. 

“What did it mean to you?” He walked into the room. 

“It doesn’t matter what it meant. The moment is over and we can just continue our lives like before.” 

“What about Theodore and Abigail?” 

“I can be civil towards you around them if necessary but I think it’s best if we spend time with them separately from now on.” You could barely look at him, it hurt too much. Tears were starting to gather in your eyes. 

“No. I don’t want to do that. Fuck, I want to fix this, Thimble. What I said at the wedding? I didn’t mean any of it. I was an asshole and I deserve you being angry at me but don’t give up on us just yet. I want us to be together.” He said as he stepped closer to you only to have you move away from him. “I’m sorry ok. Give me a chance. I promise I won’t fuck this up.”  

“I can’t. You’ll just break my heart again and I won’t be able to take it. Not again, not after everything we’ve already been through.”   

A heavy tension hung in the air. The only sound was your deep breaths as you tried to hold back your tears. Ransom opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. He knew that if he wanted to convince you he was serious about this relationship he’d have to show you. Instead he turned and started to leave and you felt like your heart was breaking all over again anyways.

“I’m going to make this right.” Ransom promises before leaving. 

Ch. 7

Permanent taglist:

@rebekahdawkins

@cjand10 

@nalny5 

@Sturchling 

@angywritesstuff 

@seitmai

@writing-for-marvel

@goldylions 

@almosttoopizza 

@littleseasiren 

@pono-pura-vida

@talesofadragon

@midnightramyeoncravings

@bunnygirlwriter876

@pandaxnieenke

@kandis-mom

@hisredheadedgoddess28

@braveclementine

Series Taglist:

@superaveng

@stcrrjoon

#the love we gave away series #ransom drysdale series #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x y/n #dad!Ransom Drysdale

[deliciousangelfestival]

His Birthday - Ransom Drysdale AU.

Character: husband!Ransom Drysdale x wife! Character, OC! Daughter, OC! son

Theme: SIice of life, Fluff. 

Words: 1,015

A/N: Hi, hi, so I’m feeling somewhat sentimental these days about birthdays, and it inspired me to write a new story for my favorite character, Ransom Drysdale. 

I hope you like it. 

Check out Masterlist if you want to read more fluff stories from the Drysdale family.

For Ransom, it’s nothing special. 

He never had pleasant memories of celebrating his birthday with his parents. 

To be honest, he hates it. 

When he was in elementary school, his parents were always busy. 

If Linda and Richard have time to celebrate Ransom's birthday, all they do is argue in front of their son. 

When Ransom's grandparents and great-grandmother threw a party for him, he didn’t like it because he was jealous of hearing stories from his classmates when they spent time with their parents.  

Ransom never wants to spend his birthday at Harlan's place again because he hates the pity looks from his 2 uncles and their wives. Especially Jonni, she gave him a stone crystal as his gift to get rid of bad energy. 

He threw away the damn stone to Jonni and said, "Eat shit."

When he became older, he never told anyone about his birthday. His group of friends only knew Ransom wanted to spend all his money at the club. 

He never receives genuine kindness from the people he was hoping for.

He thought, what's the point of celebrating his birthday when nobody gives a shit about him? 

But he changed his opinion about birthdays after he met you. 

Before you admitted feeling for each other, Ransom received a simple cake from you. It was good enough for him. 

After becoming a couple, Ransom starts to open up and be more honest. When you hear his story about being alone on his birthday, you can’t help but shed a tear. 

You hugged him and said, “Don’t worry, Ransom, you won't feel alone anymore.”

You fulfill your promise. 

On his birthday he received a lot of cakes from your mother and her sisters. They are pretty proud of their baking skills. 

He receives so much love from your family. He thought it was enough. 

Thinking back on how he spent his birthday alone compared to now, he learned that good thing will always happen at the right time and with the right person. 

#

But when he became a father. He was overwhelmed by the warmth he got from his kids because Naomi and Felix were more excited about their father's birthday. 

Like today, they are already awake and wake their father when Ransom hasn't fully woken up in the morning.

Ransom felt heavy on his chest. When he woke up, he saw 2 little shadows. 

“Daddy, good morning.”

“Uff. Good morning.” Ransom answered with a heavy breath because his kids rested on his chest. 

“Happy Bwithday, daddy!!!” Both kids attack him with hugs. 

“Thank you.” Ransom held them in his arms tightly. For him, his kids are the greatest gift that he ever got. But then, he saw Naomi holding his toothbrush and Felix wearing his towel. 

"Err, what are you doing?"

"We will help daddy get ready!!!" Naomi excitedly answered while Felix kept nodding his head with whatever his sister said. 

“Daddy, let's go. Mommy make bweakfast and Gwandma send cake fow you.”

Ransom couldn't say no to their cute demand. Naomi and Felix were always excited about his birthday because many gifts and cakes came to their home. 

After both kids were Ransom's face, three went downstairs and saw you arranging breakfast in the dining room.

“Happy Birthday, old man.”

"Thank you my old lady." He always received your warm hug every day, but today he made a wish that he could grow old with you and watch his kids grow up. 

“Mommy.”

“Yes?”

“When evewyone will come?” 

Today, there will be a small-scale Ransom's birthday party in their house. 

“Before lunch everyone would be here.”

“I have the perfect dwess, and I will pick Felix outfit.” Naomi jumped to her feet, so excited that she couldn’t wait to wear the new dress and meet everyone. 

Her excitement is different from her father's. Because Ransom sometimes felt embarrassed because of her and Felix.

Like this, when Linda and Richard arrive, Naomi asks them to greet Ransom with a hug.

“Gwandpa, Gwandma hug daddy and said happy bwithday.”

“Do we have to?” Linda, Richard, and Ransom became tense because, to be honest, their family doesn’t have that affection for each other. 

“Yes.” Naomi and Felix nodded. 

Even though they are not close, they still have the same common. They couldn’t say no to the kids. In the end, Linda and Richard give Ransom an awkward hug. 

When both hugged Ransom, they felt guilty for not being there for his special day. They remembered his disappointed look when they got home. "Happy Birthday, son. We’re sorry for the time that we missed."

"Thanks, father, mother." Ransom was stunned for a moment. He couldn’t believe that his parents' ego was higher than the sky; they would apologize to him. It was a short apology, but it was enough for him. 

“Then kiss.”  Naomi gives an example of her parents, like hugging and kissing Felix's right cheek.

Richard bent down and stroked his grandchildren's hair. “I think a hug is enough, dear.”

When Harlan arrived, Naomi also told her great-grandfather to do the same. Ransom was embarrassed, while Harlan laughed and said, “Only your kids could make you this nervous.”

It was a warm party; Ransom received nonstop birthday wishes from everyone. 

#

At night after the party ends. 

Five of you rest in the living room, exhausted after cleaning the house. 

Rio (the family dog) fell asleep after he destroyed all the birthday decorations. 

Naomi finally fell asleep in your arms after being active after the amount of sugar she ate today. 

While Felix fell asleep in his arms. 

Felix awoke because his father stroked his hair gently. Suddenly he asked, “Daddy… Happy?”

Ransom went silent with that simple question.

Ransom remembered that there was once he didn't want to feel lonely anymore on his next birthday. But it never happened. 

Perhaps God finally granted his wish after he stopped being a jerk and asshole.

Now, he felt grateful for being born. He is filled with bliss and happiness. 

Ransom answered with a smile at Felix and said, "Yes. Daddy is very happy."

#ransom drysdale #knives out au #ransom drysdale fluff #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom thrombey x reader #ransom x reader #husband!ransom #ransom drydale x you #ransom imagine #ransom thrombey drysdale #husband!ransom drysdale x wife!reader #dad!ransom drysdale #soft!ransom #ransom thrombey imagine #ransom x y/n #chris evans characters #chris evans

[theycallmebecca]

Drabble: Ransom Finds a Puppy

Ok.. so after today’s puppy interview... I couldn’t not write a dog!dad drabble for my Sugary Sweet Dad Collection. Especially since that’s exactly what Chris is.

I didn’t want to write Chris, because my goal this week was to write character stories, so I asked here on tumblr and some of my friends who I should write for. @nomadicpixel​ suggested someone finding a puppy, @flanneled-babe​ suggested Ransom with a small dog.

Those two suggestions combined with this image that I had in my brain from the start and this is what it all became.

As always, my Ransom is more of an AU rather than how he is in the movie.

Sugary Sweet Dad Collection Masterlist

Title: Ransom Finds a Puppy

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x reader

Rating: PG

Warnings: n/a

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.

Usage Disclaimer: This work is for fans only. This author does not give permission for it to be shared, spoken of, referred to in any public manner (podcast, tv, online, etc.) that wants to either make a celebrity uncomfortable, mock fan fiction/fandom in any way, or the author themselves. Requests can be made, but it is unlikely the author will change their mind. If no response is given to a request then the answer is a solid no, not interested and the work cannot be shared, spoken of or even referred to, regardless of the manner or context.

Ransom hated running, but he hated going to the gym more, so he forced himself to run two miles nearly every day.

Or at least, a couple days a week during the spring, summer and fall.

He was only half a mile into his run when he heard the first cry as he neared a local park.

Slowing to a walk, he looked around, trying to find the source of the sound. Then he heard it again and that’s when he spotted the dog cowering under one of the park benches.

Having grown up with security dogs, he wasn’t necessarily a fan of them, but his gut told him this dog would be different. Besides, this dog was in trouble and he was the only one around.

Ransom carefully approached the bench and slowly reached his hand out for the dog to sniff.

It took a moment or two for the dog to sniff his fingers and another five before the dog let Ransom pick him up. It was only then that he realized that what he’d assumed was a small dog was actually a puppy.

“Where did you come from?” he asked.

There weren’t any houses close enough for him to escape from and it was too early to take him to a vet to check for a microchip.

“I guess I’ll take you home with me,” he told the puppy.

Instead of finishing his run, Ransom walked the half mile back to the house he shared with you.

“You’re back ear-” you started to say and then switched gears when you saw the puppy. “Who is this?”

“I found him in the park,” Ransom explained.

“Her, it’s a her,” you told him. “Can I hold her?”

Ransom started to hand you the puppy, but she let out a low rumble, expressing her dislike of the idea.

“What are you going to do with her?” you asked him.

"Thought I’d take her to the local vet,” he replied. “She has to have an owner somewhere.”

“And if she doesn’t, can we keep her?” you asked, hopefully.

Ransom looked from you to the puppy, who was giving him a hopeful look, too.

“I’m not making any decisions right now,” he stated, despite knowing that the decision had already been made for him. By you, but also by the puppy.

By the end of the day, it was official, Ransom was a dog dad. He’d spent all day with the puppy and when she’d fallen asleep in his arms after dinner, he knew his heart belonged to her.

“She needs a name,” you said. The puppy had warmed to you, but it was clear to everyone that Ransom was her favorite.

“What about Aggie?” Ransom suggested. “Short for Agatha Christie.”

“Your grandfather would appreciate that name,” you said then tried the name out yourself.

The puppy chose that moment to open her eyes and turn her head towards you.

“Is that your name?” you asked her. “Aggie?”

The dog thumped her tail and then closed her eyes again.

“I guess that confirms it,” Ransom said with a smile.

“I’m glad you found her,” you said as you laid your head against his shoulder.

“I am, too,” Ransom agreed.

#Becca's Sugary Sweet Dad Collection #becca’s sugary sweet dad collection #chris evans #theycallmebecca #theycallmebeccawrites #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale fanfiction #ransom drysdale fanfic #ransom drysdale fan fiction #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x y/n #Becca writes drabbles

[f10werfae]

Smokin’ Hot Husband

pairing: Dad!Husband!Ransom Drysdale x Pregnant!Wife!Reader

summary: Y/n catches her eldest son smoking, and with her being very emotional, it’s up to Ransom to save the day (Protective Ransom‼️) (requested by anon)

likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated♥️

Chris Masterlist, Full Masterlist, Taglist Form

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

“How ya feelin today treasure?” Ransom cooed hugging onto his wife from behind, watching as she skilfully gathered all her ingredients for her famous stir fry, one that she was desperately craving. His large hands travelled down to her 6 month bump, his hands smoothing over it gently as she leant back into his chest.

“I’m feeling fine babe, jus a bit hungry but that’s all baby boo’s fault” Y/n laughed, using their newfound nickname for their next baby, their third one and hopefully a girl. Their eldest was Mark who was 15, then there was Reign who was 8, brothers who definitely got their father’s wit and sly personality whilst also having the loving nature of their mother. The perfect combo to Y/n and Ransom Drysdale

“Where are the other two little shits?” Ransom joked kissing her neck softly, swaying both of their bodies side to side as she finished up her cooking, a proud wide smile on her face. “Ransom! If you must know Reign is upstairs writing for his new fantasy book, and Mark I think is out the backyard? Here i’ll get Mark while you get Reign okay?” Y/n beamed turning around and kissing Ransom fully on the lips, a loud smack echoing through the kitchen, her pregnancy glow making her absolutely radiant in Ransom’s eyes. God how lucky was he?

“Yes ma’am” He smirked watching her walk away, not without his hand slapping harshly onto her ass, even after all these years he still found her irresistible. After getting married quite young, even when he was cut from his grandfather’s inheritance, he built a name for himself with Y/n by his side. His rock.

Ransom walked back down the stairs with assurance that Reign would be down in ten minutes, his brows furrowing when he suddenly saw his wife rush in through the backdoor, her face flushed with tears streaming down them uncontrollably. “Baby? Treasure what’s wrong? Tell me now” Ransom rushed out skipping the last few steps, storming to his wife’s side, she was absolutely inconsolable. Partly due to the hormones but clearly something bad had happened,

“I-it’s Mark, Ran” She hiccuped the palm of her hand on her forehead, the other holding onto her waist to ease the back pain. “What’s happened with Mark? Breathe with me baby, follow me” Within seconds Y/n had started to follow the pattern of her husband’s breaths, letting her calm down just that tiny bit more.

“Ran, he’s smoking! Actual cigarettes too, doesn’t he know how dangerous they are? Did I do something wrong? That’s my baby boy” Y/n cried out, her chin wobbling as sobs threatened every time she spoke. Remembering how just seconds prior, she walked out to see her first born puffing away on a cigarette, one thing she had always asked them not to do.

“shh treasure, you go upstairs and i’ll call you down for dinner, i’ll talk to Mark” Ransom said through gritted teeth, if there was one thing he hated, it was seeing his woman cry. The fact that it was his own son? Oh that just made it so much worse.

After making sure she got upstairs alright, Ransom stormed out to the back porch, seeing his 15 year old sat on the swinging chair looking guilty and glum; clearly anticipating his father’s arrival. Now Ransom wasn’t a scary parent, but he was protective and strict, step out of line and he’d be sure to put you back.

“C’mere Markie, now please” Ransom grumbled rubbing his creased forehead with his fingers, watching his son slowly shuffle towards him with his head down. “Where the fahk did you get these son? You know what these can do to you right? I can’t believe you’d do this, you’re barely 16!” He said raising his voice by a little, but not shouting, that’s not how he did things.

“T-they’re my friends Dad, I just thought it’d look cool-“

“Cool if what? You end up sick cause of your lungs and your poor mother and I have to come save you? I thought we told you the consequences of smoking, you know what it done to your mother’s family. I’m so disappointed, you’ve upset your ma and you know she gets emotional now that she’s nearly in her last term”

“I know, i’m sorry, didn’t mean to upset Ma. I just wanted to fit in a bit more”

“Not good enough son, not good enough at all. What are you sorry for?” Ransom asked bending down to his height, his lips held tightly into a line. “I’m sorry for disrespecting both you and Ma, and for putting myself in danger”

“and?”

“I promise not to do it again” Mark said holding his hands behind his back, his father’s old cream sweater hugging his body like a blanket. “Like hell you won’t, now go on and apologise to your mother” Ransom grunted pulling the red faced boy into his arms, kissing him gently on the head before pushing him inside. Not without throwing the cigarettes into their outside campfire.

Slowly following behind Mark, Ransom smiled as he saw Y/n pull their first born into her arms, kissing his face repeatedly as she continuously told him off softly “Don’t scare me like that again, ya hear me?” “Please don’t ruin your body like that baby, took me 9 whole months to make it”

“I’m sorry ma, I really am, please forgive me” Mark said now tearing up, fiddling with the bottom of his mom’s sweater, feeling her fingers wipe away his tears. “You’re my baby, I could never be that angry at you, you just scared me honey” Y/n whispered kissing him on the forehead one last time, then whispering that he and his brother could both go down for dinner first.

Ruffling his brown hair as he walked past, Ransom walked into their shared bedroom, his wife’s arms instantly reaching up for him cutely. “You handled that so well hubs, definitely better than I did” She laughed with tears in her eyes, standing up to fully hug him, his chin resting atop her head as his arms engulfed her tightly. Her strong coconut scent filling his nostrils as she lifted her head to look up at him, placing a kiss onto his chin affectionately.

“Well, we raised them well, s’jus our job to make sure they learn from their mistakes. I’m just glad they got your emotional vulnerability, and I hope our little butterfly does too” Ransom spoke softly, his fingers brushing against her growing stomach, feeling the tiny butterfly-like flutters hitting against his hand. His hopefully, baby girl, kicking against his hand.

“Oh she’ll be just like her daddy, I can feel it” Y/n smirked kissing his lips gently, her lips basically ghosting over his to tease him, giggling when she felt his hand push her into the kiss. Their kiss only being interrupted when they heard their two boys call for them downstairs, their little Drysdale troublemakers.

———

Taglist Tags (Form is up there^^): @pandaxnienke @patzammit @thereisa8ella @mrspeacem1nusone @evanstanwhore @itsaylayay1213 @kimhtoo17 @chrisevansdaughter @vrittivsanghavi @dumb-fawkin-bitch @tojisbabymomma @bxdbxtxh15 @madebylilly @tinyelfperson @fdl305 @inlovewiththefictionalcharacters @royalwriteroftheuniverse @chrisevansangel @mysticfalls01 @mdpplgtz03 @mirikusashes @marvelgurl @cevansgurl @xoxokiaraaxoxo @caps-shield1918 @uwiuwi @stormcloudss @adoreyouusugar @imboredat2am @meetmeatyourworst @roofwitty779 @feltonswifesworld87 @ravenhood2792 @mansaaay @girl-of-multi-fandoms @misshale21 @hallecarey1 @alexxavicry @bookfrog242 @alina02 @nikkitc0703 @mischiefsemimanaged @oliviah-25 @s-void @bval-1 @aerangi @bluebellsn @lastwandastan @angelmather1 @diyabhanushali1 @stuckysgirl27 @wintasssoldier @daddymack01 @hatsparkle @spencerreidat4am @keiva1000 @acornacre @minaxcarter @thebaileybugle

#chris evans #chris evans x reader #romance #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans imagine #chris evans one shot #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom drysdale x pregnant!reader #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x reader #dad!ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x wife!reader

[holylulusworld]

Aahp (5) - Payback is a bitch

Summary: Mobster!Andy Barber x fem!Reader, Mobster!Nick Fowler x fem!Reader, Mobster!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader, Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of character’s death, mafia business

A/N: It's been quite a while...huh....

Angel and her protectors masterlist

Part 4

“What are we going to do now?” 

The question hangs like a sword of Damocles over their heads. Ready to destroy everything they built over the years.

Fury will have their backs. But will their power and influence be enough to beat Ransom Drysdale, Alexander Pierce, and their lapdogs? You never know in their line of business.

“What not?” Bucky repeats his question. “If Pierce wants another war, we are fucked. We’re not prepared for a war.”

“You are not prepared,” Andy tuts. 

Bucky snarls at Andy. “What do you mean?” 

“While you and your brother were out there, playing hide the salami with as many girls you could find, Steve and I made sure our empire would remain.”

“Hide the…” Bucky snorts. “You know, for a man your age you sound like a gramps sometimes. Stop with your uptight crap. Man, we like to fuck. That’s not a crime.”

“It is, if you ignore your duties,” Andy is ready for a fight. He’s done being the responsible one all the time. “I’m not your dad, you know. I won’t do shit for you all the damn time.”

“You sure sound like my dad,” you yawn while walking inside the living room. While you rub your tired eyes and stretch your body, all eyes are suddenly on you. The shirt Nick gave you rid up, exposing more skin than intended. “He loves to talk about responsibilities and stuff too.”

Andy looks offended at your words. He furrows his brows and puts his hands on his hips. “I’m not that old! Even if I sound like your dad, I’m not like him.”

“I know,” you hastily say, not wanting to anger one of the men keeping you safe…or hostage. You still don’t know if you can trust them. “My dad doesn’t wear a beard nor a gun.”

“That's not a gun. Andy's just happy to see you,” Nick throws in, making all of you laugh. “Andy’s just too shy to admit that he likes a pretty girl like you.”

“Fowler,” Andy grits his teeth. “This is not the time for bad jokes and childish behavior. We are close to a war with not only Drysdale but Piece too. Get a hold of yourself and stop flirting with that girl!”

“What if you'd just let me go?” You murmur, afraid to cause more trouble. “If Ransom is made because you keep me here, we can solve the problem that way. Right?”

“He’s not mad because you are here, Pookie,” Nick gently cups your face. “He’s an asshole first grade. Your ex-fiancé killed his grandfather and took over his business. Now he’s mad with power.”

“Oh—” you hum. “I forgot for a moment that I mean nothing to Ransom.” You give Nick a cracked smile. “What do you want to do with me now?”

“My sweet pookie will stay with me,” Nick declares before anyone else in the room can answer. “I won’t let that bastard hurt you, Y/N.” He whispers your name. 

Andy rolls his eyes. Of course, Nick had to take the chance to hit on you again. “Nick, can you just not? We have urgent things to discuss. You can get your dick wet later.”

“ANDY!” Steve, Bucky, and Nick hiss in unison. “Can you just not ruin any chance we have with Y/N?”

You feel a little lightheaded when the three of them look at you. Uh-oh. They meant what they said. “I-I kind of feel flattered, really…but…uh…I don’t think I can handle four guys. One was already too much to handle.”

Bucky smirks at his brother. “Did you hear, she wants all of us? I knew she was a wildcat and a dirty girl.”

“That’s not what I said,” you sigh. It feels like they don’t even listen to you. Bucky and Steve smirk while Nick possessively wraps his arm around your shoulders. 

Andy on the other hand tries to ignore the pull toward you and to on the upcoming war he tries to prevent from happening. “We should focus on Piece and Drysdale. What are we going to do about their bond?”

“Distrust,” you throw in to get their attention. All eyes are back on you. “You said they want to form a bond and work together. If they do not trust each other, you can use that to your advantage.”

Steve nods thoughtfully. “That’s not the worst idea. Distrust is the poison ruining any relationship. We should try to break their partnership before it can bloom.”

“Can I go then? If Ransom is not interested in me any longer, you have no reason to keep me here. Please just let me go.”

“Pookie,” Nick presses a soft kiss to your temple, “Ransom believes you are with us now. He’ll hurt you only to get to us. We cannot let go. It’s for your own safety to stay with us.”

“Yes or no. Can you fake the footage for us, Jensen,” Andy grunts. “We need to trick these bastards. If Pierce believes Ransom tries to fuck him over, he will end up dead.”

“Let me work my magic. After I’m done with the footage you gave me, Alexander Piece will believe that Ransom tried to conspire against him.”

“Call our problem solver,” Andy raises his hand to stop Steve from talking back. “I know, I know. You don’t like Hansen but he’s reliable. I want him to fake an assassination attempt on Pierce.”

“I didn’t say a word,” Steve shrugs. “We reached the end of the rope. If we don’t want to fight on two frontiers, we must outsmart Drysdale and Pierce.”

Andy smirks. For once his brother gave in without a fight. “Jensen, I want you to open an offshore bank account and transfer money onto Hansen’s fake account. Make it obvious that Ransom transferred the money to pay the killer.”

“If we get rid of them, can I focus on winning my Pookie over?” Nick grins. “I know she wants me to take care of her. She’s too sweet to face this cold and cruel world on her own. I need to protect her.”

“We,” Andy corrects. “We all agreed on taking care of Y/N. She will stay with us. For now, we need to focus on taking Pierce and Drysdale down. 

“Payback is a bitch,” Bucky smirks. “I can hardly wait to watch Drysdale fall. He deserves to end up in the gutter…”

More tags in reblog.

Angel and her protectors

@missvelvetsstuff, @openup-yourmind

___

Steve Rogers/Chris Evans/all CEvans characters Tags

@sexyvixen7

@stylesismyhubs

@multisuperfandom

@mrspeacem1nusone

@fallenoutofrose

@denisemarieangelina

@rosalynshields

@inlovewiththefictionalcharacters

@patzammit

@donutloverxo

@saiyanprincessswanie

@hinata7346

@selen-o-phile

@stixnstripesworld

@cevansgurl

@tenaciousperfectionunknown

@justile

@thegirlnextdoorssister

@automaticmiraclephilosopher

@babygirl-one-and-only

@danielle143

@peaceinourtime82

@angelmather1

@lilsizi

@thebaileybugle

@raajali3

@nekoannie-chan

@getwellsoontana

@broadwaybabe18

@lovewolfspirit

@wintasssoldier

@lu-zo-san

@liloxclu

@Fiercedeception

@wirdbeimaufhebengebunden

@djarinsstuff

@mochionly

@deansonlywife

@royalwriteroftheuniverse

@rogersbarber

@Pono-Pura-Vida

@evilunicorns4minions

@curlycarley

@lovingchoices14

@kandis-mom

@mec81589

globetrotter28 

@andydrysdalerogers

@esposadomd

@asunnylilac

@sultryfandoms

@minervadashwood

@somnorvos

___

Bucky Barnes/Sebastian Stan Tags

@marshyrebelcloud​

@buchanan-lover​

@rosalynshields​

@jane-dough666-blog​

@hinata7346​

@sociallyantisocialbutterfly

@eclecticpatrolroadlawyer​

@sexyvixen7​

@danzalladaggers

@thegirlnextdoorssister​

@babygirl-one-and-only​

@danielle143​

@peaceinourtime82​​

@teambarnes72​

@lovewolfspirit​

@thebaileybugle​

@raajali3​

@wykkedwitch​

@getwellsoontana​

@broadwaybabe18​

@wintasssoldier​

@lu-zo-san​

@winters1917​

@thatdbeagoodsticker​

@creepzeyecandy​

@mochionly​

@deansonlywife​

@liloxclu

@creepzeyecandy​

@kiki13522​

@Pono-Pura-Vida

@Pattiemac1

@TeamBarnes72

@curlycarley

@lokidokieokie

@evilunicorns4minions

@hhiggs

@hopeofwinter

@kandis-mom

@mec81589

@casa-boiardi

@globetrotter28

@andydrysdalerogers

@esposadomd

@asunnylilac

@minervadashwood

@somnorvos

#bucky barnes #nick fowler #steve rogers #andy barber #mafia au #x reader

[i-have-a-wonky-eye-too]

Always Meant To Be... Part 16

Ransom Drysdale x reader series

Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, Linda and Walt being assholes, protective!Ransom, soft!Ransom, protective!reader, fluff, smut, oral f-receiving, fingering, love bites, daddy kink, unprotected sex, soft!sex, rough!sex, (gif not mine)

<Part 15<

Everything seemed to move at such a speed, it was like your life had become a blur.

For a while, you were the shell of the person you were before.

Ransom did his best but he didn't have a lot of experience handling something like this. He spent all day looking after you, like you were a child unable to look after yourself. If Ransom didn't force you to eat or bathe, he was pretty sure you'd do nothing except lay under the covers in silence. It had been nothing but silence from you and it was driving him insane. He understood that you'd been through something horrific but he missed you.

He missed hearing your voice. He missed your smile and laugh, and your bad jokes. He missed being with you. And his old playboy side hated to admit it but he missed all the intimate things you do that aren't sex. Like showering or bathing with you (although there was a lot of sex involved sometimes). He missed just laying in bed naked in no rush to go anyway. He missed watching you walk around his bedroom first thing as you got ready for the day, talking excitedly about something at the museum. He just wanted to hear your voice, even if you were shouting or crying, he just needed something to let him know you were still there. That he hadn't lost you.

And all it took was for his asshole family to snap you back into your shell.

The sound of multiple voices shouting from downstairs woke you from your unnecessary sleep. It took you a moment to figure out it was Linda and Walt who you could hear shouting, every now and then you'd hear Ransom's voice but he didn't sound his usual 'eat shit and fuck off' self. He seemed... Quiet.

You got out of bed, grabbing one of Ransom's cardigans to slip on as you quietly made your way downstairs to where all the commotion was.

"I've had enough of your fucking excuses." Walt hissed. "Do you have any idea how much dad is unnecessarily worrying about you, you little shit."

"Walt's right, Ransom. You need to grow up. Stop playing around. Think about your family and what you're putting us through. This behavior is unacceptable."

"Our name is becoming mud because of that little bitch upstairs. Look at what she's done to her father-"

"I'm warning you!"

Ransom stood up abruptly as he glared at Walt, "If you don't stop talking about her like that, I'll fucking kill you, Walt."

"Don't speak to your uncle like that." Linda scolded him. "Look what's she turned you into. You're a monster."

"Don't, fucking talk to him like that, Linda." You growled standing behind them.

Ransom's whole body  relaxed as he stood from where he'd been sat and moved over to you. "Baby," He whispered cupping your cheeks as he gave you a tired smile.

You looked up at him and placed your hands over his, pulling his hands away to hold in yours. "Sweetie, you look tired." You whispered, placing a hand over his stubbled cheek. You couldn't remember the last time you saw Ransom with facial hair. You kinda liked it actually.

He shook his head, "Nah, I'm good." He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a squeeze and making you smile.

"Do you mind, we were having a private conversation-"

"Fuck off, Walt." You snapped at him as you pushed Ransom behind you protectively and looked over at the pair. "It stopped being a private conversation when you started yelling at, Ransom, like that in our home." You said without thinking.

Ransom was a little shocked by how you were talking to his mother and uncle but he didn't care. He was glad to have someone standing up for him finally.

Linda folded her arms over her chest. "This isn't your home, sweetheart." She glared at you.

"Yes it is." Ransom corrected his mother. "This is the only place I want, Y/N, to be because I know she's safe here." Ransom glared at Linda. "So don't come in here, yelling and demanding I do stuff because I won't. Not without, Y/N."

Walt rolled his eyes, "Give me strength."

Linda scowled. "For heavens sake! You need to stop behaving like a god damn child and for once think about someone other than yourself you selfish little bastard!"

Without thinking you slapped your hand across Linda's face as angry tears fell down your cheeks. "Don't EVER call him that again." You glared at her as she stared at you in utter shock. "He's been my rock through all of this. So don't you dare stand there and accuse him of only thinking about himself because he doesn't." You began smirking to yourself, "Just because you pushed him out of your desolate cunt, doesn't mean you have the right to speak to him like one." You glared at her.

Linda's mouth dropped open. "How dare you speak to me like that you little bitch." Linda spat.

"Don't fucking talk to her like that." Ransom growled at her as he wrapped his arm around your waist protectively. "What's the matter, Linda, don't like a taste of your own medicine."

You wrapped your arm around Ransom's as you kept your gaze fixed in her. "Perhaps you should think twice before opening your mouth if all your going to say is horrible things about, Ransom."

"That little fuck only ever has hurtful things to say. Why should we care about his feelings?" Walt scoffed.

"Because maybe you'd get to see the real, Ransom, like I do and not the asshole you all deserve." You felt a lump form in your throat. "So either stop treating him like shit or fuck off because I'm not letting you do it anymore. I'm tired of you fuckers being fuckers."

Ransom glared at them, "I think that means, eat shit and fuck off. Now." He smirked to himself as he wrapped his arms around you.

Walt and Linda shared a look before the two of them made their leave without another word to either of you.

You weren't sure how long you stood there, your arms wrapped around each other but eventually you pulled back from Ransom and looked up at him. "Let's go have a bath." You gave him a weak smile.

Ransom nodded and took your hand, leading you upstairs to his bathroom. When the bath was run to how you liked it, Ransom was a little confused when you got in first and told him to get in front.

"No, baby, let me take care of you. You're tired." You smiled up at him lovingly as you tugged on his hand.

It was a little awkward at first with Ransom being so much bigger than you but you made it work and eventually Ransom was able to relax.

"Thank you," He whispered. His eyes closed as you carefully rinsed his hair.

"You don't need to thank me for washing your-"

"Not that." Ransom looked over his shoulder at you, "For standing up for me. Other than grandpa giving me the benefit of the doubt, I've never had anyone have my back before... Other than you." He chuckled, thinking about to all the times over your childhood and teen years when you'd stuck up for him or lied about what had happened to protect him.

You let out a soft chuckle and wrapped your arms and legs around him. "I love you, Ransom. And I'm not going to let them treat you like that anymore, not when you don't deserve it." You kissed his cheek. "You've been an amazing boyfriend, and not just over these last few weeks. And I know, Harlan, is proud of you because of the man you've turned into."

Ransom scoffed. "I hardly say I've changed that much." He smiled running his hands up your calves.

You mocked his scoff before giggling as he tickled your legs. "You've changed enough, Ransom. And besides, I enjoy you being an asshole sometimes, but I love when your this, Ransom. My, Ransom."

Ransom grinned to himself, "Yours."

The two of you settled back with a soft sigh, still holding each other as you let your bodies relax in the hot water.

"I'm going to resign." You whispered.

Ransom's brow furrowed, "Why would you do that? It's your dream job."

"It was my dream job when I was going to, France. I was getting away from him and mom. Doing something for myself that made me happy... And them angry." You sighed, "But not here. Not now. I can do something else that-"

"That's not boring." Ransom teased making you roll your eyes at him with a smile. "If it's what you want to do, beautiful, then you have my support." Ransom sat up and turned to face you. "I love you, Y/N." He smiled.

You leaned forwards and kissed him softly. "I love you too, Ran." You smiled against his lips. As you pulled back from him with a soft hum, you looked down at his tanned and toned upper body licking your bottom lip. "I've... Also missed you."

Ransom's brow furrowed, "Missed me? I haven't been any-oh!" Ransom's breath caught in his throat as you wrapped your hand around semi-hard dick. "Yeah, I've missed you too." He let out a soft moan as you stroked him. "Baby, if you want this, we need to get out of the bathtub first."

You nodded and kissed his shoulder. "Then take me to bed... daddy," You smirked playfully at him.

Ransom nearly gave himself whiplash as he turned to look at you. His eyes were dark and his cock was rock hard. "Don't start something y'ain't gonna finish, beautiful."

"Or what? You gonna spank me, daddy." You batted your eyelashes at him as you stuck your chest out.

Ransom let out a deep growl as he stood up in tub, throwing water everywhere as he got out and grabbed you by the arms, effortlessly throwing you over his shoulder. He delivered a hard slap to your backside making you squeal as he marched to the bedroom, water going everywhere as he did. "Oh, daddy'll show you what he's going to do." He grinned cheekily as he threw you onto the bed.

As he watched you bounce and giggle, he stopped. You were his everything and he nearly lost you. He nearly lost his future, a future he never expected he wanted for himself. One filled with weddings and children laughing.

"Ran? Everything okay?" You asked noticing his somber expression.

He nodded as he drew in a deep breath to steady his nerves. "Yeah. I just-" He got onto the bed, pushing your legs apart and crawled over you, "Let's go slow tonight, okay? I just want to love you and, take my time, beautiful." He leaned over you, resting his hands at either side of your head, caging you in with his body as he leaned down and smiled lovingly down at you. "We've got plenty of time for all that kinky shit."

You nodded smiling back at him with tears filling your eyes. "Okay. Kinky shit later." You leaned up and kissed him sweetly, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders pulling him down to you.

Ransom let you slip your tongue into his mouth to deepen the kiss before he quickly took charge. He smirked to himself when you let out a small whine as he moved away from your mouth. "Relax, beautiful," He whispered before kissing your jaw then your neck.

You let out a low moan and nodded as you bit your bottom lip.

Ransom kissed and sucked your neck as lightly trailed his fingers down your right sighed. You breathed heavily as Ransom began to trail his lips down your throat, lightly nipping as he came to the base of your throat before kissing along your collar bones and down to the tops of your breasts.

"I've missed you, beautiful," Ransom let out a soft moan as he reached up with his hand a cupped your breast. "So beautiful." He whispered.

He softly pinched your already pebbled nipple making you groan and arch your back.

Ransom chuckled to himself as you ran your foot up the back of his thigh and tried to grind your core against him. "So needy." He teased.

He began to lightly flick his tongue over one nipple as he pinched and teased the other, smirking as you mewled and gasped at the sensation.

"Please, Ransom," You whined at him as he teased you.

Ransom smirked to himself as he ran his tongue over your soft skin down the centre of your chest before following the same path with his lips. A soft moan escaped your lips as Ransom trailed his down your body, the whole time he pinched and rolled your sensitive nipples until he came to your hips. He moved down the bed and took a hold of your hips firmly, he placed a light kiss to your right hip and then your left before he looked up with a devilish grin. "Gonna let daddy have a taste, beautiful?"

You groaned letting your head fall back  as you pushed yourself up onto your elbows ."I thought we weren't-"

Ransom leaned over you and pressed a firm kiss to your lips forcing his tongue into your mouth as he cupped your left cheek. He pulled back letting you breath. "Do you want daddy to make you cum or not?" He raised his eyebrow at you

You nodded eagerly.

"Use your words, beautiful." Ransom squeezed your hips.

"Please make me cum daddy." You begged.

"Good girl." Ransom settled between your thighs, using his broad shoulders to spread your knees as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of your thighs. The moment Ransom's tongue met your folds your eyes rolled backwards.

"Fuck!" You cried out as Ransom eagerly devoured your cunt. You moaned softly as Ransom worked your weeping cunt with his tongue. Your reached down and threaded your fingers through his hair with a deep groan as he sucked on your clit. "OH, GOD!" Your toes curled from the pleasure.

Ransom  smirked as he slipped his right hand between your thighs and slipped two of his thick, long fingers inside your slit, using his mouth to suck on your clit.

You rolled your hips against Ransom's fingers as the pleasure built up. "Oh, god, Ran!" You cried out as he added a third finger.

"Fahk!" Ransom shook his head as he began to finger you at a much faster speed. Loud squelching noises filled the air as your juices leaked down Ransom's fingers. He could feel you squeezing his fingers as you dug your nails into his scalp making him groan against you in pleasure.

You let out a deep pornagraphic moan. He began smirking up at you as he watched you fall apart. Your legs began to shake and with one final suck on your clit and Ransom had you coming undone. Your back arched as you screamed out in pleasure and you came, your juices squirting out around Ransom's fingers.

Ransom moaned as he drank everything up that you gave him.

You dragged Ransom up to crash your lips against his, moaning at your taste as you sucked on his tongue.

Ransom grasped a hold of his cock and slowly dragged it through your folds making your eyes roll backwards as he nudged your swollen clit. He pulled back from you with a smirk, "Ready for Daddy's cock, beautiful?"

Before you could answer Ransom pushed his thick hard cock inside of you until you were groaning loudly as he filled you to the brim.

"Fuck," Ransom groaned against your throat as you clung to him, digging your nails into Ransom's broad shoulders. "God! Your pussy was made for me." Ransom kissed you fiercely and began to move.

His movements were slow and sharp, making you both moan in pleasure. You could feel every inch of his thick cock slide against your walls.

"S'good... Beautiful," Ransom moaned, kissing your shoulder, angling his hips to hit a little different. "Ride me, baby. Let me see you." He begged.

"Yeah?" You pulled at his hair and making him groan. "Want me to sit on Daddy's cock?"

Ransom smirked. "Sit on my cock, beautiful."

"Fuck," You groaned, tugging his hair again.

Ransom let out a deep moan as you hooked your leg with his and flipped the pair of you over so he was on his back, making his cock move in best way as it stayed inside of you.

Ransom gently held your hips where they met your ass and began to help you move up and down his cock You pushed yourself up, resting your hands on Ransom's hard chest as you lifted yourself.

He'd never get over how lucky he was to have you, to be able to call you his.

Random's thick cock slid in and out of you repeatedly, filling the room with loud squelching sounds as your juices ran down his cock making a mess of the bedsheets.

Ransom stared up at you in awe as he watched your face contort in pleasure above him as you chanted 'yes' with your head thrown back. You looked stunning.

"Fahk!" Ransom gripped your hips tighter as he felt your walls clench around him. "C'mon beautiful." Ransom moaned as he slid his hands around and dug his fingers into the globes of your ass as he raised his hips, planting his feet on to the mattress as he drove himself up into you. "Take what you need. Cum,"

You cried out as you came, falling forwards and crashed your mouth against his, your hand laying against his throat as your tongue explored the inside of his mouth.

Ransom pulled back and cried out in ecstasy as he came, your pussy squeezing around his cock until he could no longer move inside of you.

Ransom held the back of your head as you laid against his chest trying to catch your breaths. He smiled to himself as he wrapped his other arm around your waist. "I thought I lost you." He whispered before kissing your temple.

You sniffled trying to hold in your tears. "Me too."

Ransom gulped holding you closer. "Tell me they're happy tears."

You nodded and raised your head to smile at him. "Really happy tears."

Tags: @hawkeyes-queen @boringandbored @lewisroscoelove @fangirlfree @am-i-rite-ladies @calimoi @wintasssoldier @gh0stgurl @chrisevanseagletattoo @hcaldwell016 @coffeebooksandfandom @tenaciousperfectionunknown @talesofadragon @sebsgirl71479 @summersong69

#chris evans #Ransom Drysdale #Ransom Drysdale x reader #Ransom Drysdale x reader smut #Ransom Drysdale x reader series #Ransom Drysdale x beautiful!reader #Always Meant To Be #Ransom Drysdale series #Ransom Drysdale smut #Ransom Drysdale x y/n #Ransom Drysdale x y/n smut

[kining-the-evil]

Hii. Can I get a request with Ransom Drysdale x daughter r where yn is ill and just want her dad?thank you

Sick Day

Summary: You don’t want your father to leave while you’re like this (Drabble)

Warnings: vomiting, fever, ransom being soft

“Y/n…”

“No,” you mumbled against your fathers chest.

“I won’t make you go, but I have to get out of here,” he tried again. Linda would be up his ass if he didn’t show up to the family dinner. You had been up all night, throwing up with a fever, so he wasn’t go to drag you to some long ass dinner at his grandfathers house.

“You don’t Even want to go,” You argued. His hand was rubbing up and down your back to comfort you. As much of an asshole he was to others, he had never been harsh to you. Even when angry, he kept his composure and treated you with respect.

“I never want to, but it’s called being a grown up.”

“Gross.”

He chuckled at you before moving you off of his lap. “Wait!” You tried to grab him but he was already out of reach

“If I don’t leave now, I’ll be even later. Then your grandmother is going to show up and it will be a whole thing.” He had pulled his jacket on, but when he turned to look at you there were tears in your eyes.

“I’ll go with you!” You stood up, wobbling slightly.

“Stop,” he stepped forward to let you grip his arm. “I really think you need to stay home.”

“Please!” You were practically begging him.

“Fuck it,” he mumbled. He sat back down on the couch, letting you wrap yourself up in his lap. He pulled his phone out, calling Harlan.

“Hello?”

“Hey Franie, mind putting Harlan on.” You smacked him lightly, but he ignored you. After a moment of silence Harlan’s voice spoke.

“Where are you Ransom?”

“Y/n is sick, we’re not coming.” He reached over and checked your forehead, making a mental note to get you more medicine.

“Of course! I’ll let everyone know, tell her I hope she feels better.”

“Sure,” And with that the conversation was over. He put his phone down and looked down at you. “Harlan says to get better.”

You made a noise to show you heard him, but didn’t move other then that.

“I need to get you some medicine- just wait,” he gave you a look before you could interrupt him. “I’ll get a movie going, and I’ll stay on the couch the rest of the afternoon. Deal?”

You glanced up at him and he raised an eyebrow, waiting for your response. “Deal.”

#fanfiction #knives out #ransom drysdale x daughter!reader #ransom drysdale x child reader #ransom drysdale #knives out Drabble #request

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

The Reward Goes Too...

Summary- 5k Ransom Drysdale x Kitten. Deciding to draw a stalemate in your game of Go, an agreement is reached between you and Ransom. You would spend a weekend with Ransom, phone free and he would let you read his manuscript. You also come up with the perfect time to do this, Johanna having brought you to Boston for work reasons. It's also the perfect time to unwind with your best friend Ellie. Of course, Ellie is just as much an instigator and supporter of you being happy with Ransom...

Warnings- bathroom sex, some degrading talk, Ransom and You just being your usual horny selves. This is a cheater fic. Please if that bothers you, do not read. 18+ Only Blog.

A/N- Listen I know this has been so damn long coming but writer's block is a real thing and I have been halfway through this thing for months. So thank you so much for being patient with me, reading, reblogging and commenting. Dividers made by @firefly-graphics Any errors are my own and right now my computer is not wanting to do spell check so... sorry if its a mess.

Masterlist

The board was left undisturbed on the coffee table since Ransom had pushed out of the way earlier when he went to his knees in front of your chair. But the white lie to Marta gave a few more minutes to process. You two stared at one another, still feeling the effects of your orgasms. More and more often the following moments were proving to be an oddly emotional moment for you two. Your hands came up to cup his cheeks and lean in to give him a gentle kiss on his perfectly pink mouth. 

“We better get out there before someone busts in here seeing us like this.” 

“Fuck them.” Ransom grunted as he tugged you in closer to the edge of your seat, giving you a much deeper, hungrier kiss than before. You were caught up in the sweep of his tongue pressing against yours and a satisfied groan fell from him that left you clutching at his shirt. “You think I care what they say?” You were left panting, eyes a bit wide as he searched yours. “Or anyone else for that matter?” 

No, no he didn’t. You knew him well enough that Ransom couldn't give two shits about what most people thought about him. Regardless, you pressed palms against his chest to back him up and you went to pick up the stones. 

Ransom sighed a bit, not in defeat but frustration that you felt the need to break the moment. But it was fine, it was all fine. Because you would be coming to stay with him, phone free so that meant Neil free. 

If he has it his way, which he was a man that was used to getting his way, it was going to be a more permanent thing. 

Getting up to help you, it wasn’t long till Linda rattled the door knob and knocked. “What is taking so damn long Ransom? You and that girl should have been out ages ago.” Ransom growled under his breath as he returned the board to the book shelf he had retrieved it from. Going to the door, he flicked the lock to open and pried open the door. 

“Y/N Mother, she has a fucking name.” 

Linda folded her arms to challenge her son. “Y/N and you coming out? Dad is getting tired and it's rude of you to ignore your host. I raised you better then that.” 

“Actually Anita did, or was it Karen? Maybe May or Miss Williams?” Ransom snarked back with the various nannies he had growing up. You came up behind him, your hand brushing up against his back to get his attention. 

“Um- excuse me.” You slipped past the both of them, Ransom’s gaze following your retreating back till you turned out of the hallway back into where the party was going on. Giving one last sneer to Linda, he turned away to finish picking up the stones to put them in the velvet bag. 

Linda clearly didn't get the hint as she followed him in. “What were you two doing that required a locked door Ransom?” 

Ransom dropped the stones in, flat faced as he glanced up at Linda, snitching the bag closed. “Fucking.” 

Linda's face turned to disgust and a rolled her eyes. “Ransom, don't be so crude. I know you wouldn't defile your grandfather's office.” 

Ransom gave himself a little smirk knowing the truth. “Why do you ask then Mother?” He went to deposit the beloved bag of GO stones back on his grandfather's desk. Linda huffed as she tossed her hands up in the air as if he was hopeless, stomping out of the office. 

When she left, Ransom let out a deeply held breath, his asshole expression falling away now that he no longer had to maintain it.  

You rejoined the gathering, Walt sulking over near the fireplace, his wife going between him and their son who was sitting in the stairway, acting as if he was bored with slouched shoulders and glazed over eyes. Richard was currently admiring some of Harlan's crystal ware while pouring himself a burning shot of whatever expensive liquor he could inhale as fast as possible. Take what he saw as rightfully his. 

Marta was sitting near Harlan, preparing some of his medications when Linda came storming back into the room. “Ransom is taking his sweet time, but he should be out here soon.” She glanced at you, if the woman could shoot daggers at you, she would. 

Harlan waved a hand dismissively. “It's fine, he and Y/N were playing GO. I told you not to bother them.” 

Linda shook her head, once more glaring at you. “It’s just rude to disappear at a party.” She continued on while Ransom once more graced the room, hands in his pockets, looking every bit relaxed and not giving a shit as ever. 

“And here I am Mother, just like you asked. I didn’t go far.” 

Harlan sighed as he took the pills Marta set into his hand, patting her arm. “Can you go on upstairs and prepare my room please?” His nurse looked on kindly at him with a gentle nod and removed herself from the rest of the family. “Go ahead Linda… let's wrap this up.” Harlan said almost tiredly and you shot a look at Ransom across the room. 

He gave a slight smile and winked, assuring you that it was all okay. Harlan wasn't tired because of your two absences. 

Linda waved Fran over to come rushing with a tray, you could see the housekeeper doing her best to stop from snapping in irritation. On a tray, she had flutes of sparkling champagne that everyone took. You held the delicate glass between two fingers, watching the bubbles squirm around each other in a bid to escape to the tip-top. You almost wished you could do that, the tension being around the whole family starting to get to you. 

“Dad's forty-ninth book… What an accomplishment Dad.” Linda said cheerfully as she tipped her glass up and smiled in an actual authentic way. “I just wish Mom could be here to see this. She always told Walt, Neil, and I that you were brimming with stories and this just proves it. I know Richard and I…” She held her hand out to take Richards, who was currently eyeing you up and down. “Ahem- Richard!” Linda snapped and he sputtered as he stepped forward, taking Linda's hand. “Want to just say I know this one will be your best one yet.” 

“Uh- yeah Dad, good job.” Richard said absently. 

Harlan's gray brow shot up at his son-in-law, giving a slight shift in his seat and an eye roll that you caught, hiding your grin from anyone else seeing. 

“So kind of you both…” Harlan patted Linda’s arm assuringly and Walt was quick to jump in. 

“Donna, Jacob and I are happy for you Dad, we have done some amazing work together at Blood Like Wine, a real family effort.” He lifted his glass and Harlan gave a slight wave of a hand in acknowledgment before everyone took a drink. 

“Okay… I think I’m ready for bed.” He pulled himself up. You set your glass down and went to say goodnight to Harlan. 

“Thank you for having me over Mr.Thrombey.” You said politely, his hand covered yours in a familiar warm way that spoke of friendship. 

“Harlan Dear, and have Ransom walk you out.” 

“Already was going to.” Ransom chirped from behind you. The rest of the family gathered around Harlan while Ransom led you out of the room, grabbing your coat, he held it up for you to shrug into while he grabbed his own. Once outside and down the steps you took a deep inhaling breath, letting the cool night air clear your head after all the tension from the party. “Well, that was fun.” Ransom spoke first as you two paused at the bottom of the stairs. 

“Playing GO? Yes that was.” You winked at him, purposely reminding him of the better part of the party while reaching up to fix some of his hair you had messed up earlier. You saw the warm spark in Ransom's eyes as he recalled the way you tugged at his hair and rocked your hips to grind against him as he ate you out. His hand grasped yours as he tugged you around the side of the mansion, away from what could be prying eyes. 

Your back pressed against the outside wall while Ransom caged you in. “That was okay, but you Kitten were so much better.” Plush lips found yours, his knee fitting right in between yours. 

Still sensitive to earlier, you gave a moan in the kiss, your hands curling into his sweater to ground yourself even though your pussy started throbbing while pressing onto his thigh. His kiss devoured you, messy sucks of gasping air while tongues rolled together, traces of earlier activities still to be tasted. 

Ransoms hand groped at your breast through your own sweater, making you arch into his touch when a muffled voice cut through, making you two pause blinking at one another in surprise. “Ransom?” the voice was almost feeble sounding. “Is that you?” 

“Shit” Ransom cursed against the top of your head when you stifled a mortified sound in his chest where you hid your face. So much for not getting caught. “Hi Nana.” Ransom lifted a hand in a small wave as the little lady bundled in so many layers you could barely tell she was in there wiggled her fingers back at him.

“Are you coming inside Ransom?” 

“In a minute Nana.” Ransom started giving you a slight nudge to edge you away from the window and out of sight. Once you two made it back around to the front of the mansion, you shot him a look. 

“I can’t believe we were making out like horny teenagers in front of your Great Nana.” 

“Don’t worry Kitten, she can’t see shit cause of her cataracts and she is half out of it anyways.” Ransom laughed and you covered your face with a groan while he wrapped an arm over your shoulder. “I promise after this I will go sit with her for a while and spend time with her.” Reaching your car, he opened the drivers door for you. You hovered in the opening, taking one last look at the house over Ransoms shoulder. 

“You gonna be okay with those vultures in there?” It was hard not to worry about him, although it was his family and he was used to the way they acted. 

“Sure, I won’t be staying too long anyways. You headed back to Connecticut tonight?” It was hard to miss the way his tone dropped, leaving out that you would be going back to Neil. 

“Got to be in the office first thing in the morning. But Johanna has a case coming up in the city. I will text you the details. You better have that manuscript ready.” 

Ransom scoffed as he reached to grasp your chin in a playful grasp between his thumb and forefinger, smirking at you. “As if you will have time to read it.” 

You smirked right back at him. “You can’t fuck me all the time, you do need to recharge.” Leaning forward you gave him a quick peck on his lips before falling into your car and saying your final goodbyes, pulled away. Leaving him in the rearview was becoming harder and harder to do.

Ransom waited till it was out of sight before he turned to head back into the mansion, a glance up showed his mother's disapproving glare from the window, when she realized he noticed her, she pulled away, leaving the curtain falling in place. 

It didn't matter what barrage of shit Ransom was about to walk into, he was actually happy. 

Ellie was more than thrilled to let you come stay with her for the week, the day you arrived and let yourself into her apartment she greeted you by dragging you into a hug and rambling about all the stuff you two would be doing while you were there. Dropping your bags in the spare bedroom, you shook your head. “Ellie, you know I have to work right? Late nights with Johanna. At least for a couple days.” 

Your best friend gave a pout as she fell on the bed, all her plans seemed to have been dashed. “Well I get you for one whole day, right? Before Ransom gets a hold of you.” 

“Of course! Ransom can wait, it's good for him.” You giggled as you landed on the other side, the both of you laying side by side while staring up at nothing in silence for a few minutes. Ellie clearly reorganizing her plans and you, well you were thinking about the extended weekend with Ransom. It would be the longest you two stayed together since you left him a couple years ago. 

“Nervous?” Ellie broke the silence first, turning to her hip with her hand holding her head up. “I mean, I know you two fuck like bunnies whenever you are together, but this is kind of different, isnt it?” 

You mimicked the move, biting at your lip as you considered your answer. “A little bit. I mean, is it all we’re good at?” You gave an unsure shrug. “What if I break it off with Neil, who granted isn’t really all that attentive, but he isn't a bad man.” 

“Y/N.” Ellie deadpanned out, looking at you like you were being all kinds of stupid. “Can you tell me honest to god you ever loved Neil or was he convenient for you?” 

“Okay okay, I thought I loved him.” You admitted guilt and indecisiveness brewing in your chest. “I probably did, at first. But I don't even know if it was that anymore.”  

“Exactly. Quit this noble quest of doing what is best for you and take what you want. Besides, Neil isn’t that great of a catch. He is kind of an asshole. You told me how he talks about that Andy guy from the office that you say isn't that bad. Also, he is unattentive to you and full of himself.” Ellie continued on, she honestly had given Neil a chance but was unimpressed with this boyfriend you stuck with.  

“I might have exaggerated some of it?” 

“Bullshit and you know it. You miss it here, I know you do.” Ellie leaned forward to peck her lips on your cheek and roll off the bed. “You wanna go out tonight or order dinner in?” She questioned and you smiled while pulling yourself up to a sit. 

“Let’s go out tonight. It’s been forever since we went out.” With a thumbs up Ellie left and you went to get into your bag, pulling out some clothing you hadn’t been able to wear in a long time. Ellie was right, you had missed living here. 

It was several cocktails in and loud music playing at the Bijou Bar when you felt your phone buzzing near your hip. Grabbing it, you peered at the screen to see Ransom had texted. 

You in the city yet? 

Yup, just got to Ellies tonight. We are dancing at the Bijou. 

Without me? :( Bad Girl

I can be a bad girl. You hurriedly typed out, biting on your lip as you held the camera up, sure to take a sultry picture of yourself looking up at him. It had the perfect shot of your breasts. 

I have seen you act naughtier then that Kitten. Came seconds later. 

But you are not here Ran. Where are you? 

At my apartment. Where is the Bijou? 

It’s on Kingston, it’s not all that far from your apartment. 

And what about Ellie? 

You paused your text, your slightly tipsy haze sobering as you considered what Ransom said. This was girls' night after all. Ellie broke that sour feeling from your gut when she snatched your phone out of your hand and hit the facetime button. You didn't have a chance to grab it back when Ransom answered, obviously from his bedroom, where he was sprawled against his pillows with his forearm folded behind his head for support. Both of you were graced with the wide spanse of his bare chest on the screen. “Ransom!” Ellie laughed into the phone, grinning at him. “Did I interrupt something?” 

Ransom smirked cooly back, a brow arching in a rather suggestive way. “If you wanted to join the party Ellie, all you had to do was ask.” 

She snorted, shaking her head enough to quickly inform him that she wouldnt be doing that ever and to get over himself. “I hear enough of your sexcapades from Y/N, you couldn’t keep up.” 

“I have never had any complaints before, you trying to bruise my ego?” Ransom made a sour face at Ellie while you tried to get your phone back, she was still sober enough to play keep away. 

“Someone’s gotta. Listen, I have a great dance partner down here, but our girl is all alone. Now I’m sure Johnny would LOVE to entertain us both…” Ellie said slyly as she ducked out of your reach again, flaunting over to a good looking man at the bar, angling the camera so Ransom could see him. “Say hi Johnny!” Which the stranger looked over Ellies shoulder and waved at the camera, sporting a cocky grin that told you he was clearly in on Ellies plan. 

“I will be right there!” Ransom sputtered into the phone when Ellie twisted around Johnny, once more out of your reach, using the very solid man as a shield. 

“Good, but its just to dance Ransom. Y/N is staying at my place tonight.” She tapped end call and slipped you the phone back. 

“Ellie! What was that about?” 

Ellie giggled as she held onto Johnny’s arm. “Now we both have someone to dance with. Y/N, this is Johnny Storm, he is a stunt man whom I met at the studio.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Johnny.” Your hand reached out and his hand enveloped yours. 

“Same to you, I didn’t know I was crashing on anything, Ellie just happened to mention she was here and I dropped in. She really didn't know I was coming.” 

Ellie pouted next to him. “It is all good, cause Ransom is coming for Y/N and we can all dance together.” 

“You planned this, didn’t you?”

Ellie grinned as she took her fruity looking drink and sipped from the straw. “Gotta show my bestie a good time while she is here.” 

Ransom might have had a bit of a possessive streak when he saw the man Ellie was hanging off, the idea of you dancing with the pretty boy. Well, it was already bad enough he had fucking Neil in his way. Whipping the Beamer into a side parking lot, not particularly caring that he parked in the handicap spot near the front. 

Let them ticket him, he didn't give a shit. 

Entering the club, the music blasted in his eardrums and the lights were dim colors, putting everyone in a haze of shadows. It was heated gyrating bodies, bouncing to the music. The air was heavy with anticipation to fuck and screw one another. His gaze fell around the club till he found you, bopping on the dance floor with Ellie and Johnny. Your head tipped back to sway to the music, your hands resting on Ellie's waist as you pressed up behind her, clearly lost in the moment. 

Watching you made him half hard on the spot. 

Ransom pushed his way through the dancing patrons, avoiding grabbing hands trying to pull him in. His palms just wanted one sweaty body in their hold. You glanced over your shoulder to see him, tugging at your bottom lip suggestively to sink back into his hold, your back pressing against the solid wall of his chest and your ass fitting into his groin to roll back into him. Ransom could smell the sweet liquor on your breath as you tilted your head over your shoulder to lick over his mouth, purring against his lips as your tongue pressed hungrily for a kiss. 

His hands grasped your hips, twisting you away from Ellie till you were wrapped in him, your arms fisting in his shirt and arching your hips to his own. 

Your tongue licked the roof of his mouth, slanting your head to deepen it, your moan made him that much harder. Pulling back, your teeth pulled at his slightly chapped lip, licking afterward to his nose with a glint in your eyes. “I'm tipsy and horny Ransom.” You rubbed your chest against him, your lips pressing to his neck where those little kitten licks you did would drive him fucking crazy. 

It was a victory for you, feeling his fingers tighten possessively while you were licking up the tendon popping from his neck. The music was making you gyrate into his hard on. You loved doing this, loved pushing his buttons till he fucked you mindless. You had gotten good at it over the years. “I can tell you are Kitten, Ellie been feeding you those strong drinks?” He popped the question while his hands dropped to your ass, feeling him push you against him while lifting your cheeks so you fell right into him. 

“Johnny too…” You nuzzled in against his ear, slipping your tongue to trace the quickening reddening shell as you danced against him. 

“Oh yeah?” Ransom huffed, slipping his hand from behind between your thighs, stroking the inner seam of your crotch to press against your core. “Is my cunt all wet because of Johnny too?” 

A ho-hum of an answer was given while you closed your thighs tightly around Ransom's hand between your thighs. “I mean… He’s not bad.” You pointedly looked over your shoulder where the exceptionally good looking stunt man was making out with Ellie, purposely holding her in his lap. “But Ransom…” You dropped in front of him, looking up at him from your lashes and working your way back up, sure to run your nose against the now thick bulge in the front of his pants. “I’ve had better.” 

The way his pupils blown and he would have stuffed your mouth with his cock if you two werent still clothed. 

Hook, Line and Sinker. 

Ransom was quicker than you thought when he yanked you up off the floor, marching you to the nearest place that was where all the drunk horny people escaped too. Pulling you down a narrow hall half filled with people, you two ended up in the bathroom, grabbing at one another and crashing against one of the sinks till he pushed you to sit on it and spread your thighs. “This little cunt better be ready.” He ripped at your jeans button, sending it flying across the bathroom to echo off the wall in a confirmation that yes, yes you were ready. 

“Ready all fucking day Ransom.” You grabbed at his cheeks to suck on his bottom lip. Pushing your fingers up into his hair, you grabbed on while exploring his mouth and arching your hips for his hand to work your jeans open, yanking on them to get them down while you kicked out your legs to get them off. 

“Why the fuck you wear pants when you knew you were calling me?” He grunted as he stepped back, you hoping down to squirm one leg out enough to be able to move. 

You licked up his neck, biting a tendon while using his shoulders to balance. “I didn't know you would show up.” He grasped at the back of your neck, pulling you back to look at him. His possessive gaze made you squirm as his tone dropped dangerously low. 

“Kitten, you fucking know I will always show up.” The rush of hearing him, the way you were that close to dropping to your knees to worship him by sucking on his cock was broken when the bathroom door slammed open and Ransom roared out in frustration. “Fucking busy, get out of here.” 

“But- but I gotta pee!” Some random woman stated, clutching her handbag to her chest. Ransom didn’t even give her another chance to leave before you were pushed back onto the edge of the bathroom sink, the door slammed back in her face and he had your panties pushed aside to finger you. 

“Anyone can just walk in Ransom.” You pointed out with a whine, chasing after his fingers as the squealched into your wanting pussy, fucking yourself on his digits while you clutched at his shirt, balancing somehow on the sinks edge. 

“Let ‘em, let ‘em see me fucking my Kitten like the little cock drunk slut she is. What you wanted, wasn’t it?” He pinched your clit, enough to make you squeal at the pain and cum all over his hand. You fell back into the mirror, nodding in this needy drunken way that had him palming at his cock, messy smeared fingers staining the front of his slacks. 

“Please Ransom… You gonna make me beg for my victory fuck?” You pleaded, your hand falling between your thigh to spread your folds apart, rubbing at yourself. Ransom didn’t even look down, just watched your expression while he undid his pants, seeing you bite at your lip, screw your eyes shut and give out a moan that had you sounding so pathetic. He had to get his cock into you. 

A slap of your hand had you pulling away while he jerked you back to the edge, fitting himself right at your entrance and slamming into you, just what you hoped for. 

“You are pretty when you beg, all fucking needy and whining about how you want to be fucked out on my cock, who says this is your victory fuck? You are the one begging and squirming for me.” He hissed as he pounded into you, he held you on the sink to keep from bouncing off, but it was unforgiving as you were pounded against it. “Seems like I’m the one who won here.” 

You couldn’t think about anything, his words making you try to answer him but the most you could do was moan and pant, once in a while drop his name with a “Fuck Ransom Fuck.” 

“You should feel this pussy, weeping all over me making a mess.” He hissed when he grasped the back of your neck, angling your head so it tilted, letting him messily kiss and bite at your mouth while you returned it, sharply nipping at him till you tasted the hot tang of blood. The sink creaked and groaned under the abuse. 

“Come on Kitten, give it up to me, you know you want to.” Had you scrambling, doing everything you could to hold out while he angled you just right. Because Ransom always knew what was just right for you. 

And sparks interrupted your vision while your body seemed to take over. It didn’t slow him down feeling your pussy clamp on him, your loud cry of satisfaction, or how you scrambled to pull him close, needing him to keep you safe from your own bliss. 

“Fuck.” Ransom sputtered, hands jerking you off the sink to grasp at your ass and fuck you on him, your arms looped around his neck while you hung onto him. It was several jerking pounds before he came, somewhat careful as he dropped your sore ass back onto the edge of the sink and he enclosed you in his hold while fucking his spend deeper into you. 

Both of you were panting, clutching at one another for a few moments. You were the first to stir, purring in his ear and nipping down his jaw while you tilted your head to him, grinning at the mark you happened to leave on his lip. A nice little bite mark. “Sorry I got you.” 

Lifting his gaze to the mirror behind you, he touched at it gently, smirking at his disheveled features. “Not sorry enough obviously, you look pretty proud of yourself.” He tilted your chin to look at him, kissing you harshly enough so your own chapped lips stung. You swallowed another moan, tightening your legs around him to keep him from pulling out just yet. 

“I am proud of myself, let everyone know you were fucking in the bathroom.” 

A slam on the door had it opening slightly, Ellie poking her head around the edge. “Of course, it’s you two fucking in here! Hurry it up, we’re about to get kicked out because you two literally can’t be around each other for five minutes until this happens.” 

You stayed hiding around Ransom while tugging up the back of his pants to keep his ass from showing. “Two seconds!” 

“Um- you invited me Ellie?” Ransom pointed out while you hid your face against his shoulder, cursing your predictament.

“One! Then I’m not blocking the door anymore for you.” Ellie pulled back, distinctly comparing them to ‘horny like bunnies, fuck fuck fucking everywhere.’ to whomever was on the other side. Ransom gave a smirk as he pulled out from you, yanking his pants closed while you slipped down to tug your one free leg back in your jeans. Ransom looked you over, all smug again. You wiped at your lip gloss, narrowing your eyes. 

“What is your perverted little mind thinking about?” 

“Just how fucked you look and everyone is gonna see.” He winked as he pulled open the door, Ellie and Johnny making a good barricade. 

Ellie gave an exasperated huff. “I might have invited you to crash on us just to dance Ransom.” She said while the group made their way back towards the bar. 

“Yeah, we got distracted.” Ransom was sure to extend his thanks to them by offering to pay off the tab that you all had accumulated. Ellie was sure to order herself one of the most expensive drinks she could, grinning back to her usual happy self. 

“Good thing you got all your fucks out, cause Y/N is going home with me.” 

Ransom hummed a bit, smirking. “For now Ellie, weekends coming.”

#ransom drysdale au #knives out au #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x kitten #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x reader #chris evans characters #amber writes #sweater writes

[optimistic-dinosaur-nacho]

Ransom Drysdale x Reader (Dad!AU)

Summary: Ransom Drysdale, a man who didn’t make wise decisions in his teens. Wasting three years of his life in jail, he takes his freedom for another two. Little did he know, a woman he long ago had a thing for, ends up leaving him with a 16-year-old for the holidays. Hazel Rose Drysdale. His daughter.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

This takes place after Knives Out. Family will be mentioned/shown, there will be minor spoilers for Knives Out.

Warnings: Bad parenting, swearing, Ransom being an asshole, minor spoilers for Knives Out, angst, mentions of murder/jail, minor mental abuse, mentions of abortion/pregnancy, Mentions of suicide

I do not consent to have my work hosted on any second party app or site. If you are seeing this fanfiction anywhere but tumblr, it has been reposted without my permission.

Being free was something he’d never experience after jail. Two years after release, he never felt better. Everything was different. His parents never called him at all, sure they were pissed about losing their will for the house and everything inside. Marta was never mentioned since that happened. Five worthless years with the Thrombey and Drysdale families. 

He was fine after his three years in jail. It was hell, he made a couple friends with just a few punches. Being the most charismatic and asshole, he made himself stand out more and he didn’t fear that. He kept his distance between certain men, almost half of them were murderers like him. But theirs were gruesome. Many of them called him the Amateur Senior Killer.

Just like he said to Detective Blanc, his lawyer got him out of a life sentence. So he spent his time going to bars and meeting women as the usual thing he did since. Linda still had Ransom as her son but she never had the guts to speak to him. She’d send him money if she wanted to. Ransom made some off of things he can’t explain to others.

With a swift push for his front door to open, Ransom stepped in and closed his door roughly. His lights were all on, the orange sunset light-like lights dimmed the home as warm and welcoming. His floor to ceiling windows looked out to the trees and other homes that were all large spaces apart from each other. His was at the end of the road and happened to be one of the most expensive homes there. Boston wasn’t cheap. Though he could afford the house.

And then his phone went off. 

He groans and slips his coat off, dropping it on the head of the couch and digging into his pocket. The third ring was cut off once he pushed the green button on the unknown number.

“Hello?” He blurts into the phone. “Hugh?” A female voice says, Ransom furrows his brows and closes his eyes shut. “Who is this?” He asks. The woman on the other end sighed softly. “It’s me.”

“Who?” He was really getting irritated by the lack of answering the damn ‘who is this’ question. “Y/N.” Ransom turns his head to the corner of the room, brows aching by how long he held them furrowed. He chuckles softly, “Is this the blonde chick? I’m sorry to burst your bubble, but I’m not interested anymore.”

“It’s Y/N L/N,” You said into the phone more forcefully. You turn to Hazel who sat on the couch listening to your conversation. You quirked a brow at her. Hazel really wanted to be with this asshole? 

“You?” He asks, sounding surprised yet sounding sarcastic, “Well, it’s been a while.” You look at your fingernails, sucking on the inside of your cheek before grinning sarcastically that he couldn’t see. “It has,” You replied in a monotone. “So... where are you now?” He asks, you slightly turn your head to that question. “In San Francisco.” 

“You’re living in a shit city, you know that, right?” He asks, you slightly laugh. “The city’s nice. So far for 16 years, we’ve been doing pretty good.” 

“How are your parents?”

“What do you care?” You asked, you could tell Ransom was grinning on the other end. Who knew you were feisty these days. Ransom stares out his window, imagining where you’d be standing. Watching across the country to see each other as if you were just a few feet away. Some kind of force pulling you two in. A negative one.

He shrugs, “Just starting a conversation.”

You turn away from your window and stare at the mirror in front of you. Ransom shoves his other hand in his pocket and sighed softly. “How is she?” He wondered. You turned to sit on the edge of your bed, “She’s fine.” Your eyes look down into your lap and your other hand pulls the edge of your shirt.

“She wants to see you.”

Ransom scoffed a laugh, “See me?” By his response, you already knew it was going to be difficult for him to not refuse. It would have to take years for him to accept it. But with the amount of thinking of it, it could change his mind. “She wants to fly over to Boston and-” Ransom chuckles again. “-She wants to visit.”

“Believe it or not, I’ve been a hell of a lot busier than I was 5 years ago. So, sorry to crush a little girl’s dream.” Ransom turns away from the window and heads over to the living room. Ransom then heard you scoff. “Bullshit, you sat on your ass all day and night while your mom shined your damn shoes. I’m guessing you would have some hooker do that now, huh?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t do relationships,” He deadpans. 

“Yeah, after what we did.”

“After what you did,” He replies. Ransom was just about to start pushing your buttons now, so you stood up, “It wasn’t my fault. An asshole like you wants to pop his cherry, not me.” 

“You’re the one who said yes.”

You rolled your eyes, “How much are you willing to do it? Name your price.” Ransom smirks confusingly, he laughs, “You’re that desperate to get rid of her.” You shook your head, “No! I’m doing this for her! Sixteen years and you’re scared to be in the same room with her.”

“I’m not scared of anything, I could care less. My father has been a dick to me since I was born. So why be there for her?”

“You’re her father, Hugh,” You replied, “If anything you’re an asshole.”

“That’s nothing new to me. Try another,” He taunts, you realized how much he loved to hear you shout at him. Like he had a bottle for every argument you had and he could sell those bottles a dollar each and get a couple hundred bucks out of it. It could be some turn-on for him. So you scoffed, “Oh, I have more. I rather not say it while she’s in the other room.”

“She doesn’t know?”

“I didn’t bother her to look up your damn name.”

“She would have the chance now if she knows my name. Not everyone lives a happy life, so tell her her father doesn’t want her around and that she will never see this face.” You inhaled sharply to let out more words till you heard the click of line die. Pulling your cell away, his number disappears and your phone returns to your home screen. A picture of you and Hazel at the park with smiles on your faces. Who knew if you didn’t have smiles on your faces if Ransom was still in your life. His family who were completely crazy and every get-together was a total freak show.

You’d be tugging out your hair every day and night, having to worry about someone who was controlling and only cared about what he had in his bank account. Only cared about getting laid every night at the bar. But if you were with him, maybe rent wouldn’t be this hard for you. You’d probably have a better job than a journalist. Became a writer instead. Wrote about something similar to your daughter’s grandfather’s stories.

Though he no longer existed, the company Blood Like Wine Publishing was given away to a young woman. You believed her name was written in the article years ago when the police closed in on the case and arrested someone from the home. Ransom.

He attempted to murder his own grandfather or have someone take his place murdering Harlan, but didn’t get him far with a blackmail and the killing of their housekeeper. Arson for the small clinic and this was something that shocked you years ago. Ransom was the black sheep of the family, you knew it from the first day you met him. 

A quiet kid at first, but weeks later he became a spoiled asshole who pushed every kid into dark pits. You remembered how many times he got you into trouble when you simply just followed him around like a lost dog. He was suspended almost every week. He was never expelled and the rumors spread that his family threatened the school if they ever did expel the boy.

In high school, he got more quiet. The rude comments never faltered. Every day, his face was always dead stare. For hours, he’d go on about how mad his family was. Ain’t that the truth. Never in your life saw Ransom kill someone. You did think of it but never thought he was that crazy to do so. 

Desperate for money. That’s what he wants and you tried to offer him some just so your daughter could see him for once. You worried if he would threaten her and she’d do something irrational and it’d be his fault. But for the most of it, it would be yours. Letting your daughter stay with him. You would consider being the worst mother in the world. If Ransom doesn’t call back, then there would be bad news for your daughter, Hazel. You figured Ransom would say no and it disgusts you that you called him for an answer you knew he’d say. You open the door to the small living room sharing itself with the kitchen, you realize Hazel was in her room with the light on. You almost forgot about the dinner you planned to make so you pulled out the pasta and began to make macaroni and cheese. 

During the dinner, you two ate at the table and began to finish up until Hazel cleared her throat. “So… did you…?” You peer up at her and softly breathed through your nose. “I…” You began, but the words weren’t ready to come out, but you had to think, “...did, but there was no answer. He might have changed his number.” Hazel looked down at her plate and took a spoonful of pasta. “But I’ll promise you, I’ll show you what Boston looks like.” Hazel was starting to almost pout but she kept her emotions to herself. “Rosie, baby…” You reached for her hand and gently held it. “Your father was not a good person years ago even when I was your age. His family is just as bad. I want to do what you want to do, but I also want to protect you because they never protected me.”

You let go of her hand and sighed. 

Ransom was throwing off his coat after noon and felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He picks it up, “Hi, I’m a little busy. Can you call me another time?” He asks. “Mr. Drysdale, you can’t just reject the help.” He smirks and adjusts the phone, “Uh, yeah, I don’t pay for a therapist, my mother did, her money not mine, so I can reject it.”

“That’s not how that works, Ransom. After your release, the judge suggests you look into treatment and coping with your family’s problems with someone who can help you.” Ransom sits down and sighs, “Gwen, I just don’t feel like talking about myself or my family. Fuck them.” Gwen is Ransom’s current therapist after his release and in the first weeks of it, his sessions with her were the worst of his life. He felt like he was forced to talk about everything and he didn’t share a lot of it. Everything was about his family and his grandfather that he didn’t want to talk shit about. 

“I’m assuming something bad came up in your week, Ransom.”

“Fucking ex called me last night about a our daughter wanting to come to Boston, but fuck her.”

“A daughter?” Gwen asks. “Not my kid,” Ransom scoffs. Gwen hums on the other end, “Have you been intimate with this ex?” Ransom drew his head back into those days of high school. “Like a horn-dog.” Gwen responds with a soft okay. Ransom realizes he’s been pushed without thinking, “But that’s not what I want to talk about.”

“I think we should,” Gwen says, “There may be something to resolve with it.” Ransom shakes his head, “I left her when I was 18 after that I didn’t have any problems. Except my mother flipping over that I have a daughter roaming around but I’m sure that bitch cheated.” Gwen hums again, “We can talk more about this daughter of yours on Thursday. So I’ll set the appointment and I hope you come and drop by, Ransom.”

“I don’t think s–”

“Goodbye.” Ransom stops and the line dies, his hand falls to his thigh and he stares at his phone. His fingers grip the edge of his case and he yells, throwing his phone across the room. “Fuck!” Ransom didn’t know why he got angry, was it the idea of his therapist knowing his daughter is roaming on this earth or that his ex is still alive?

.

You were in the office, typing away on another paper about the ideal of financial planning and it was due in the next day or two. “How’s the paper going?” Charles asks, peering over the small separating walls. You jump at the slightest, “Oh, it’s going well, I just need a couple more sentences and it should be able to go into the papers.” Charles gives you his softest grin of approval, “Fantastic, Eddie will be so pleased.” Charles stayed there until you made your way to the copy machine and printed out the papers. He leaned on the counter. “Are you doing okay?” He asked. You look up to him and pinched your brows inward.

“Yes? Why?”

“I can tell by how tense you are.”

“I’m fine, I just didn’t get enough sleep,” You chuckle it off and staple the papers together. “Maybe you should take the rest of the few hours off then, sweetheart.” You smiled softly at him and shook your head. “I can’t do that.” Charles shrugs, “Not if I say so.” You peer at him. He nods you off, “Go take it off, or allow me to get you some brunch.”

“My lunch break doesn’t start till 12.” Charles takes the papers out of your hand gently and hands them to Susan. “Can you slide these into Eddie’s bin, please?” She nods and walks off with them allowing you to somewhat relax. He gestures. “Come on, I’ll take you to Homeroom.” You follow Charles down to the large parking lot and see his car parked in the Reserved Area. 

He opens the passenger door for you and you politely thank him as he hums and closes the door after you. Charles was always a man with a king heart, you never noticed if he has a wife or his own kids, but you never see a ring on his finger. “Alright,” He sighs, sliding in the driver’s seat. “I hope you like mac and cheese, Homeroom is known to have such good food.” 

You didn’t reject his offer of choice because you were there before but so long ago. You couldn’t help but admire Charles as such a great person you have ever met.

Want a Tag? Just ask!

Bad Blood Taglist:

@just-one-ordinary-fangirl​​ @buckysteveloki-me​ @dangerouslovefanfic​ @js3639​@perplexed3001​ @rebthom89​ @honeybearbarzal​

Official Taglist

@chrisevans-imagines @princess-evans-addict @elliee1497 @ifuseekamyevans @rororo06 @donutloverxo @axen-gers @patzammit @bucksgoat @lovepeacefood @sweater-daddiesdumbdork @iguessweallcrazyithinktho @cheeseburgersstuff @nickysurfer28 @jtargaryen18 @star-spangled-beard-burn​ @mcntsee​ @chuckbass-love​ @sebbystanlover-vk​  @captainamerica-is-bae​ @just-one-ordinary-fangirl​ @bval-1​ @nbarnes @stop-obsessing-over-those-actors @captain-a-rogerss @joannaliceevans-fanficblog @la-cey @void-hoechlin @stargazingfangirl18 @captain-a-rogerss @adriannajackson @onetwo3000

If your name is crossed out it doesn’t mean you’re removed, it means that you might have changed your user and i don’t know who you are so if you’re crossed out update your user with me! thank you!​

Want a tag? Just ask!

#bad blood series #ransom drysdale x reader #father!ransom drysdale x reader #optimistic-dinosaur-nacho #opti-dino-nacho #chris evans x reader #ransom drysdale imagine #requests closed

[crazyunsexycool]

The love we gave away.

Chapter 3

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Word count: 4.9k

Warnings: angst, mentions of character death, bit of soft Ransom, talks of teenage pregnancy

A/N: we find out the truth that the twins have been hiding! I know this has been kind of a slow start but I’m changing it up a bit next chapter and I’m excited for it! I also love writing a soft-ish version of Ransom first because I want to show that he is capable of it but there still is that asshole version that we might see soon!

Series Masterlist

“Who are you texting?” Teddy had poked his head into Abigail’s room to ask her something. Lately every time he looked over she was on her phone.

“Y/N.”

“Again? Don’t you get tired of talking to either of them?” Teddy asked as he walked in and sat down on Abby’s bed.

Abigail rolled her eyes as she finished typing out her message.

“No, because I want to get to know them. Y/N is really nice, you should give her a chance.”

“I already have a mom, thank you very much.”

“You’re so dramatic and for what?” Abby sat up to look at her brother. “Seriously, why are you so angry at them? Why are you angry all the time?”

“You know what? It doesn’t matter. Just don’t come crying to me when they want nothing to do with you. Again. Because that’s what’s going to happen, they’re going to realize they don’t want us around and tell us to leave them alone.”

Teddy got up and walked out, slamming the door in the process. Abby was left dumbfounded.

Their mom, Annie, knocked on her door and opened it only when she heard Abby’s faint ‘come in’.

“What was that about?” Annie sat down next to her daughter, who immediately laid her head on her mother’s lap.

“I don’t know. He’s being an ass.”

“Oh come on now honey, cut your brother some slack. These last few months have been hard for all of us.”

“I know but we just-“ Abby cut herself off before she mentioned you and Ransom. She was going to tell her mom but she wanted to find the right way to say it. Maybe even figure out if both her biological parents were going to stick around.

“Just what?”

“Just moved here. We only have each other and I want to be there for him but he just hates everyone and everything.”

“We’ll figure it out honey.” Annie kisses Abby’s forehead. “We always do.”

You had just gotten off the phone with another stylist to who knows which celebrity about a custom outfit for some red carpet event when Wanda sat down across from you. Before she would even say a word your cell phone dinged and you smiled as you replied.

“Ok, are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Wanda asks. Her eyes narrowed in your direction.

“What do you mean?”

“Are you dating someone? From the way you smile at your phone I would think that someone has finally gotten your attention. Maybe that Drysdale guy?”

“No.”

“Then what is it?” She asked again. If there was one thing that Wanda was, it was persistent.

“Fine, I’ll tell you. But you have to promise me this will not leave the office. It’s a very serious matter.”

“Nothing leaves this office. I promise.”

“No one in my life now knows about this. But Ransom and I have known each other since high school. We actually dated from when we were 15 until we graduated.”

“Is that the big secret, you dated a guy? Thought it’d be more interesting like you got pregnant or something.”

You only stare at her and wait for the light bulb to go off.

“Oh my god. You got pregnant when you were a teenager.” She whisper yelled.

“Yup.” You nod before you go into the details of the pregnancy and the subsequent issues. Wanda was glued to her seat, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted from all the gasping and comments she made and questions she asked.

“Wow, Y/N I’m so sorry you went through that. So what does that have to do with the texts and you being so happy?”

“You remember the kids that showed up about two weeks ago?”

“Yeah.” She gasped again as she covered her mouth with her hand. “They're your twins?”

“Yeah. Their mom gave them the letters I had written to them. Then they found a partial address and they found their way here.”

“This is crazy. So what now?”

“I don’t know.” You shrug. “We got together for lunch a week ago. Ransom came all the way from Boston to meet them. Abigail is more open to having a relationship with us. Theodore though, he seems so angry. I don’t know why but I can understand it must be hard for him to come to terms with everything. I’d like to officially meet their parents though and make sure they’re ok if we stay in contact. To have them in my life in any way would just be… wonderful.”

“I’m sure everything will be alright. And if you need anything I’m here for you.”

“Thank you Wanda.” You smile at her.

“Now I’m sorry to burst the bubble but we need you on the main floor.”

“I’ll be right out.” You say as your phone dings again.

Wanda smiles as she watches you type away happily on your phone. You’ve known each other for seven years now with her being your assistant for six of them. Never in her life had she guessed that you had to go through something like that. But you weren’t one to really talk about your past. This new revelation however made her understand why you tended to push people away, even when you were struggling with loneliness. Wanda steps out of your office giving you a few more minutes of privacy as she steps back into the main floor.

“This is a nice surprise. What’s the reason for the visit, Ransom?” Harlan asked as he looked up at his grandson.

Ransom plopped down on a chair across from his grandfather. A drink in his hand from the small bar cart that was in the corner of the office.

“Has your uncle been giving you trouble at the office again?”

Ransom scoffs. “That asshole knows better than to try shit at the office.”

Harlan gives Ransom a disapproving look as he sets down his pen. He sat back, his elbows sitting on the armrests and his fingers interlaced in front of him. Ransom normally came to visit on Sundays so Harlan was curious as to why his grandson was there on Thursday.

“So what’s going on?”

“I wanted to visit you today since I won’t be here Sunday.” Ransom shrugged.

“Oh? Where are you going to be?”

“New York.” Ransom sits up now, this situation with you and the twins had been weighing on him since the first meeting. He couldn’t go to his so-called friends because they weren’t those kinds of friends you could talk to.

“This is the second time you’re going to New York in a month and you don’t even like New York. You’re not going to go partying, are you Ransom?”

“No, I’m actually going to meet someone.”

“A potential new author?” Harlan’s interest piqued. While he was an author at heart and had many best sellers under his belt, he also had the publishing company. He loved finding authors that had as much passion as him and helped them get their stories out there.

“No, I’m meeting Y/N.”

Harlan wasn’t able to hide the surprise on his face. It had been years since he’d heard Ransom speak about you. Only when he got really drunk and the rest of the family wasn’t around would he allow himself to speak of you.

“It’s been years hasn’t it? How did this come about?” Harlan was eager to know more about this meeting. The older man had always been fond of you. He could see the apprehension on Ransom’s face. His mind was busy as he tried to find the right words.

“The twins…”

Harlan was at the edge of his seat now more than ever. You and the twins had brought something out in Ransom he had never seen before. It showed him that the Ransom that knew love when he was a child was still there. That Ransom could be a better man than his father and even himself. But that story had yet to have an ending and Harlan could only hope Ransom would write himself a happy one.

“They found Y/N. She met them and she contacted me.”

“And you’re going to meet them?”

“I already did. About a week ago but I am going back to see them again.”

“You met them already? The first time you went to New York.” Harlan was practically speechless. He thought of those kids, his great grandchildren daily.

“Yeah,” Ransom said with a small smile, one his grandfather hadn’t in a long time. “You’d like them, they seem like great kids. Abigail, she loves your books. I may have promised her a signed copy of your next one.” Ransom sat up more, started speaking more animatedly. “Theodore though, he seems angry. Like he doesn’t want anything to do with us. I can’t blame the kid, I don’t think it'd be easy to find out you're adopted. But they seem to have a really good relationship.”

“And you plan on being in their lives?”

“I don’t know.” Ransom admitted after a while. He didn’t dare look at his grandfather, he’d been at the receiving end of disappointing looks most of his life he didn’t need to see another one.

“I think you want to. You wouldn’t have come here and told me about them if you didn’t.”

“I wouldn’t be a good influence on them.”

“Maybe they’d be a good influence on you. Did you ever think of that? Hopefully they take after their mother in that sense.”

Ransom just narrowed his eyes at Harlan.

“Don’t look at me like that. When you and Y/N were together you were happier. She showed you that you were worth loving and it made you better. What you went through, having to give up your kids, changed you. You were so angry at the world then, still are some times. But you have a chance to answer your own question.”

“What question is that?”

“If you’d be a better father than Richard. Maybe even a better husband, if things worked out with Y/N. Maybe if you gave each other a second chance.” Harlan said hopefully.

Ransom just shook his head and scoffed. You’d never give him a chance, not after the way things ended. Harlan waved his hand dismissively.

“That doesn’t matter now. Meet with them again. Give yourself a chance to realize that you are doing the right thing by getting to know them.” Harlan smiles at his grandson. “If all goes well I’d like to meet them. And I’d like to see Y/N again too.”

“Yeah, I’ll let her know.”

“Now go. I have a book to finish if I want to give my great granddaughter a signed copy.”

Ransom smiled at that. He could already see Abigail’s excited face as she saw his signature on the first page. He gave Harlan a quick goodbye and went home to pack for his long weekend.

The cab you’d taken to meet Ransom, Abigail and Theodore stopped in front of the restaurant everyone had decided on. It was Ransom’s suggestion and although you thought it was too high end for your taste Theodore actually seemed excited about it.

You pay your fare and head in and to the back of the room where the three of them were waiting for you. Abigail was right in the middle of a story about learning how to ice skate when you walked in. It was a balm into the still open wound in your soul. To watch Ransom interact with them, he was listening and putting all of his attention on her. The question popped into your head again. Would this be your life if you hadn’t given them up for adoption?

“Hey guys, sorry to keep you waiting.”

“Hey.” Abigail got up and hugged you, Theodore just gave you a small nod.

You sat down next to Ransom and bumped your shoulders with his.

“It’s about time. Were you caught up with your sewing?”

“Shut up.” You rolled your eyes and turned your attention to the twins. “So how have you been?”

“We’re good.” Theodore answered.

“Have you done anything around the city?”

“Not really, mom has been working extra hours.” Abigail gives you a sad smile.

There’s something about that statement that makes you want to know more about their parents but Theodore catches you off guard by telling you about some new video game he just got. You ask a few questions and you see him come alive with excitement, especially when he’s describing the graphics and the real life locations that inspired the video game.

****

You’ve just finished your appetizers and are talking about how busy you’ll be with work when Abigail and Theodore go quiet. You and Ransom had your backs turned slightly toward the main room so you couldn’t see what they were looking at. Before you can even turn around Abigail speaks up.

“Mom, what are you doing here?” She asks, looking extremely guilty.

You look at Ransom before turning around and looking at another woman approaching the table. She’s obviously a few years older than you. Her hair is black and in a bob, there are a few grays starting to appear. Her eyes are green and bright, a knowing smile on her lips. A rosy tint on her cheeks but underneath that you could see how tired she was.

“I could ask you the same thing.” She raises an eyebrow at Abby.

“I told you this was a bad idea.”

“You didn’t have to come, Teddy.” Abby replies.

“It’s ok, no ones in trouble here.” Annie says before turning her attention to you and Ransom. It makes you feel like you’ve been caught doing something bad. Both of you stand up and you reach out to shake hands with her. “You must be their bio parents. I hope so at least or else I’m going to have to kick someone’s ass. I’m Annie.” She jokes and it puts you at ease.

“I’m Y/N and this is Ransom and yes, we are their biological parents. May I ask, did you not know they would be here today?”

“I didn’t. I thought they’d be out exploring, like they said they would be.”

“So you lied to us?” Ransom finally spoke up as he looked at the twins. “We asked you to invite your parents and you said they were busy.”

“Ransom.”

“You lied?”

Both you and Annie said at the same time.

“Let’s take a moment. I’d like to have a word with you if it’s not too much trouble.” Annie looks at both you and Ransom.

“Yes, we’d love to talk to you. Why don’t we go somewhere more private?”

“The hotel I’m staying at is just a block away. We could go there.”

“Ok.” Annie nods. So the five of you leave the restaurant after Ransom graciously paid the bill.

****

“Order whatever you want.” Ransom tells Theodore and Abigail as he hands them the menu for room service before walking out to the balcony.

You and Annie sat opposite each other on a wrought iron table. Both of you were waiting for Ransom, who sat down beside you.

“So, where to begin?” Annie murmurs. “I had this whole conversation in my head. What I would say if I met you but now everything just seems to have completely erased from my mind.” She chuckles a bit. “I guess I want to start out by saying thank you. For having them and giving me the chance to be a mother. I can’t imagine how difficult it must have been for you.”

“One of the worst experiences in my life, having to give them up. Does it bother you? That they came looking for us?”

“Not at all. To be completely transparent with you, I knew that address was imprinted on the letter. I knew Abigail, being the curious child she is, would see it and want to know more. I’m glad she was actually able to find you and meet you.”

“Would you and your husband be ok with us being in their lives?” Ransom asked cautiously. That was the most important question and honestly he wouldn’t know what to do if she said no.

Annie gave you both a sad smile as you sat there hopeful that she’d say yes. There was no way either of you could go back to your lives knowing that they’re so close.

“I’d be more than ok with that. But there’s a few things you should know. The most important is about my husband. In a few weeks it will be a year since he passed away.” She reveals, a few tears escape her. You grab her hand gently in hopes of giving her some type of comfort. “It was a drunk driver, he blew right through the intersection and hit my husband on the driver's side. He was on his way to pick Theodore up from the skating rink. The weather had been bad and we told him he should stay home but he really wanted to go with his friends. He feels responsible for his dad’s death.”

“That’s why he’s so angry.”

It was more of a statement than a question. Annie nods as she takes a deep breath and you pull your hand back.

“He thinks that if he hadn’t insisted his dad would be alive. But the truth is my husband would have caved and taken him anyway. He couldn’t see those kids sad at all, spoiled them rotten.”

“We’re so sorry about your loss. This last year must have been difficult.”

“Yeah, losing my Danny, telling the kids the truth and then moving here. Away from all of their friends and family. It’s why I’m glad they found you. Although I wish you would have been in their lives sooner but I never got any sort of response from either of you so I was afraid of what could have happened.”

Her statement takes you by surprise. From your understanding it was a closed adoption. There was no way for you to have any type of contact with them. Annie sees the confusion on both your faces and clarifies.

“I had both of your addresses. After they turned one I started writing to both of you once a month and sending pictures of the kids. I wanted both of you to see that Teddy and Abby were being well taken care of and were loved. And maybe you would have wanted to be in their lives in some way, we could have said you were family friends or something. But when I didn’t receive a response to the birthday invitation for their fifth birthday I stopped.”

It felt like a sucker punch to the gut. All of these years when you wondered how they were doing and where they were you could have known. You looked away from Annie and focused on some building in the distance.

“We never received them.” Ransom says, the bitter tone in his voice sent a chill down your spine.

“Maybe the addresses were wrong.”

“They weren’t. You have to know,” you turn back to look at her. “That we didn’t want to give them up. We had no choice, our parents pressured us into putting them up for adoption. Now I am glad that they had you and your husband. You’ve done such a fantastic job with them.” It was your turn to give her a sad smile. “You should be very proud.”

“Thank you. I think this could be good for them. Getting to know you and all, now it’s out in the open. They were so bad at not saying anything it was kind of cute.” She smiles. “They’ve always been thick as thieves, those two.”

“We can see that. Even though Theodore seems like he doesn’t want to meet with us. He’d do anything for his sister.” Ransom adds.

The French doors that connect the balcony to the hotel room swing open. Theodore stands there with a scowl on his face.

“Will you stop talking about us as if we’re not right here?”

“Watch your tone.” Ransom snaps.

“Ransom.”

“Theodore.”

Both you and Annie called out respectively. It seems like Theodore gets his temper from Ransom. They’re both explosive and reactive when they feel like they’re backed up against a corner.

“What? It’s the truth. Why are you making decisions about us without asking us first?” Theodore defended as Abigail walked up behind him. She peeked over his shoulder and looked like she was ready to apologize for his antics.

“He doesn’t mean it.”

“You don’t have to apologize for him, Abigail. He has the right to feel the way he does.” You say softly, catching everyone off guard. Annie sends you a grateful smile. “Your mom was just asking if we were serious about staying in your lives. She’s just protecting you before we talk to you about it.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then we’ll respect your decision.”

Ransom shot you a questioning look.

“We’ll give them what we wished we had, a choice.” You tell him and he looks away before nodding. “We leave it up to you. I would love to be in your life in whatever way you’d like. I don’t expect you to call me mom or anything like that. I just want to get to know you and for you to know that I’ll be here for whatever you need.”

“Me too.” Ransom adds.

“Well I already have parents so I don’t need you in my life.”

“Theodore, what has gotten into you. I’ve raised you better than that.”

“I have a dad, I don’t need another one.” Teddy is on the verge of tears. In an act that surprised everyone, especially you, Ransom reaches out and pulls Theodore into a hug causing him to start crying. “I don’t want to forget him.”

“You won’t kid. I could never fill his shoes and we aren’t trying to replace your parents. We just want to get to know you. We’ll be here for you no matter what.”

No one said anything for a few minutes. Abigail went to hug Annie and then she came to hug you. She had tears in her own eyes as she watched her brother breakdown. Theodore eventually pulls away and moves to give you a hug.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbles into your shoulder.

“It’s ok.” You move your hand up and down his back. “I just ask that you take your time and think about it. When you’re ready we’ll be here. We’ll accept whatever your choice is.”

Theodore pulls back and nods before stepping away from you.

“I think it’s best we get going.” Annie says.

“Yeah, ok. You can get our numbers from the kids. I’d like to stay in contact.”

“We’ll talk soon.”

Abigail hugs you both quickly before following Annie and Theodore out.

“That’s was a fucking rollercoaster.” Ransom says as soon as you’re alone.

“Yeah.”

“I’m getting a drink, do you want one?”

“I don’t drink.” You say as you follow him inside.

“You don’t?”

“No I don’t and you know why.”

Ransom looks over at you sitting on the couch as he pours himself some whiskey. Once he’s done he sits next to you and takes a big sip. You roll your eyes.

“You’re an ass, you know that.”

“I’ve been called worse by less important people.”

“And on that note, how are your parents?” You ask with fake interest.

“Just peachy. The spawn of satan just sold another property to some high and mighty piece of shit. And the spineless weasel is using her money to buy expensive gifts for his mistress.”

“You’re joking?” You look at him with disbelief written all over your face.

“Wish I was.”

“After that whole speech they gave us about being immoral and ruining the good name of the Thrombey family.”

“What can I say thimble? They’re not good at practicing what they preach. How are yours?”

“Alive I guess. I did my best to leave them in the past.” There is a beat of silence. “I bet he still has those letters.”

“Knowing Linda she probably burnt mine.”

“Let’s never be like our parents.” You mutter.

“If they’re the ones that set the bar on parenting we can only go up, thimble.”

“That’s the fucking truth.” You turn your head to look at him. “I’m proud of you by the way.”

It always caught Ransom off guard to hear that anyone was proud of him. In this instance he was unsure why.

“You handled the situation with Theodore better than I thought you would. Little rough start but you got there.”

You smile when you see his cheeks go pink. It was easy to make Ransom blush and it was your favorite thing to do. It reminded you of when you were younger and neither of you had really figured out what you meant to each other. Whenever you complimented him or said anything nice in general he would blush just like he is right now.

“I should get going. Fingers crossed they want to keep seeing us.” You say as you get up. Ransom follows you to the door and says his goodbyes.

“Fingers crossed.” He repeats.

This whole situation reminded Ransom why he didn’t do relationships. It was honestly killing him to have his heart exposed like that. He did his best to hold back and act as if it wasn’t that important but it was. One meeting. That’s all it took for him to be wrapped around their fingers. Waiting to find out what they wanted was going to be excruciating but he’d endure it. For them and for you. He’d do anything for you too.

“So what are you two thinking?” Annie asks as she closes the front door of their house.

Teddy just shrugs his shoulders as he looks anywhere but at her. Abby has her gaze averted and staring at the floor of the living room.

“You can tell me the truth. I promise I won’t feel bad about it.”

“I really like them. They’re nice.” Abby admits. “I’ve been texting with them a lot. Mostly Y/N. About her job, she’s a fashion designer and she gets to dress all of these celebrities.”

“Does she know you want to go into fashion too?” Annie asks as she takes a seat on the couch.

“I couldn’t tell her. I don’t want her to think I’m using her for something, but I guess it’s nice to know where I get it from.”

“You mean you don’t get your sense of fashion from me?”

Abby smiles and shakes her head.

“I’ve been begging you for a while to let me redo your wardrobe and you won’t do it.”

“And I never will because I happen to be a snappy dresser.”

“That’s the problem mom, you should be sleek and stylish not snappy.” Abby informs her.

“I’ll think about it. What about you?”

“I don’t know.” Teddy shrugged his shoulders again.

“How are you feeling after today?”

He just shrugs his shoulders. “I’m gonna go lay down for a while, I feel like I’m getting a headache.”

“Ok sweetheart. We’ll talk later.”

****

In his room Teddy pulls out his phone and dials Ransom’s number before he could change his mind.

“Hey kid. Everything ok?” Ransom asks cautiously.

“Yeah. I mean I don’t know… everything just feels messed up right now.”

“What can I do to help?”

“I don’t know.” Teddy sniffles. “I just feel responsible for them, you know. Like I have to be the man of the house. I don’t want mom to feel bad if I want to hang out with you and Y/N.”

“I don’t think she’ll feel bad, kid. She seemed happy that we got to meet. If it makes you feel better she’s more than welcome to join us any time we get together.”

“Mom is like that. She puts on a brave face and acts like everything’s alright. But when she thinks no one will know I hear her crying.” Teddy sniffles as he opens up to Ransom more. “She already lost dad. I don’t want her to think she’ll lose us too.”

“Never. We would never get in the way of your relationship with your mom. To be honest I wish I had a mom like her, she seems like one of the good ones.” Ransom confesses.

“She is. Can I ask you something?”

“You just did.” Ransom chuckles. “What is it?”

“Did you mean it? Everything you said earlier?”

“Absolutely, without a doubt.”

“Do you…” Theodore hesitates.

“Do I what?”

“Do you regret having us?”

“No.” Ransom says quickly. “Loving your mother, Y/N, and having you is the only good thing I’ve ever done. Never ever doubt that. The choice we made was in hopes of giving you something neither of us had which was a happy and loving family. And before you say anything, yes we loved each other and we love you. But we just couldn’t take care of you the way you deserved.”

“Ok.” Theodore says after a beat of silence. “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Alright, call me for whatever you need.”

“Bye Ransom.”

“Bye Theodore.”

Theodore hangs up and places his phone on his bedside table and picks up the picture he has of him in his hockey uniform. His dad proudly stands beside him. He can only hope that his dad is proud of him now and that he’s making the right choice.

Ch. 4

Permanent taglist:

@rebekahdawkins

@cjand10

@nalny5

@Sturchling

@angywritesstuff

@seitmai

@writing-for-marvel

@goldylions

@almosttoopizza

@littleseasiren

@pono-pura-vida

@talesofadragon

@midnightramyeoncravings

@bunnygirlwriter876

@pandaxnieenke

Series taglist:

@superaveng

#the love we gave away series #ransom drysdale x reader #dad!ransom drysdale #dad!ransom drysdale x mom!reader #ransom drysdale series #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale angst #ransom drysdale x y/n

[inkedreverie]

wips list.

i have no schedule when any of these will be released. feel free to send me thots, concepts or headcanons about any of these, if you'd like!

oneshots.

title: untitled

summary: TBD

pairing: lumberjack!werewolf! curtis everett x human!female reader

title: bound by the moon

summary: TBD

pairing: werewolf! curtis everett x vampire! female reader

title: beautifully wrong

summary: after a few months after landing back on his home planet, somaris. Mills struggles with the memories and the loss of his family.

pairing: commander mills x female reader

warnings: tbd!

outlined wips.

title: tbd!

inspiration:the first knives out movie & my love for stalker romances.

summary: After serving a lengthy prison sentence for murdering his grandfather, Ransom Drysdale returns to claim what he sees as rightfully his. He is surprised to discover that Y/N now resides in his grandfather's home and becomes consumed with a need to possess both the house and Y/N.

pairing: stalker! ransom drysdale x female reader

warnings: stalking, dark! ransom drysdale, somnophilia, dub-con, non con, knife kink, p in v sex.

title: tbd!

summary: As a human, Y/N’s always been aware of the existence of gods and other supernatural beings. But when she’s engaged to Thor, the God of Thunder, to become the future queen of Asgard, she finds herself in a world that's both exciting and daunting. She’s filled with awe and wonder as she gets to know the various gods and mythological creatures that inhabit Asgard, but she also feels nervous and out of place.

As the days count down to her wedding, she starts to feel something unexpected for Thor's charming brother Loki. At first, it's just a slight attraction, but soon it's something more. She finds herself drawn to Loki and his wild and untamed nature, which is in sharp contrast to Thor's noble and regal demeanor.

Just when she thinks she’s made up her mind, her world is shattered into pieces. On the eve of Y/N’s wedding, she finally admits to herself that she’s in love with Loki. She knows that telling Thor the truth would hurt him more than anything in the world, but she also knows that keeping it a secret would ruin her marriage and the lives of her loved ones.

Now she stands at a crossroads, torn between love and duty, between the truth and a lie that would tear her heart in two.

pairing: loki laufeyson x female reader

warnings: tbd!

requests!

title: tbd!

summary: After getting dumped by your boyfriend in the worst way possible, you seek shelter at your best friend, Ransom's house.

pairing: ransom drysdale x female reader

warnings: protective!ransom, jealous, best friends to lovers, language.

title: tbd!

inspiration/prompt: 'You come and pick me up, no headlights.'

summary: After you get stranded at a party, your dad's best friend comes to save you.

pairing: dbf!ari levinson x female reader

warnings: tbd

#my wips. #ransom drysdale x reader #curtis everett x reader #ari levinson x reader

[becca-e-barnes]

Rhi's Writing Challenge 💗

@strwbrrybucky you beautiful angel, thank you for hosting such a fun writing challenge!! I was so excited about this prompt and I've been working on this fic for ages now! I couldn't pass up the chance to write about our favourite Sheriff Daddy 💕 I hope you like it babe!! I love you loads! And let's pretend I didn't leave it until the very last day to post hehehe

Pairing: Boyfriend!Ransom x Reader x Dad’s Best Friend!Lee

Summary: You and your boyfriend get caught making love by the town Sheriff but when Lee hears Ransom didn't make you finish, he decides to finish what Ransom started

Warnings: Smut, heavy degradation, threesome, mmf, cheating, exhibitionism, voyeurism, vaginal fingering, forced orgasm, car sex, abuse of power (kind of), significant age gap (but everyone is of age), unprotected sex, cuckolding, cum play, praise, pet names, interactions with law enforcement, rough sex, double penetration, oral (m receiving), spit roasting, choking, face fucking, daddy kink, breeding kink

Word Count: 2938

Prompt: If I end up needing to pull over, I promise you, you’re not gonna walk for a week

I haven't written anything full length in so long so I would really appreciate some feedback!!

Minors, do not interact

“Shit, baby that’s it. Just like that.” The gentle praise rolls so sweetly off your boyfriend’s tongue and you can't help but groan, basking in his attention.

Ransom Drysdale was rarely this sweet during sex. It wasn’t really Ransom’s style, as you had come to notice. Ransom preferred instead to use you, to leave you shaking and cumming and so blissed out while he tells you what a filthy little slut you are for enjoying it.

After all, you’re the town angel. Everyone thinks you're so sweet and gentle and caring but behind closed doors you find yourself giving in to temptation, surrendering and becoming your boyfriend’s dirty whore.

Tonight was different for you and Ransom. Tonight he had you laid out, legs spread wide in the back seat of his car, his thick cock slipping in and out of you while he gripped your throat.

His body weight pinned you down, trapping you and forcing you to take every last inch of him and you were in fucking bliss.

You’d been reluctant to try something so public. Sure you’re fooled around a little before, making out in the movie theatre or letting him slip his hand under your skirt at dinner but this was different.

His car was pulled over on the side of the road and although it was dark, the little interior light offered just enough to ensure he could see that blissed out look on your face.

“F-fuck this pussy is tight.” He gasped, tightening his grip a little on your neck and using his other hand to brace himself against the door.

The backseat was cramped, you had no doubt about that but there was something about the way it forced Ransom closer and deeper that made you slightly dizzy.

Being out in the middle of nowhere was almost freeing, with no one around to hear you, you could be far more open and bold about the pleasure you were stealing from each other.

Your groans and pleas filled the crisp evening air, little cries for more making Ransom absolutely feral, drilling into your pussy in a way that had your eyes rolling back.

“So fucking pretty like this, holy shit baby, I’m gonna cum, fuck I’m gonna cum.” He groans, his pretty face screwed up and you know he can’t hold it. He’s getting off on the risk. Not only the risk of being caught but the risk of knocking you up. Having everyone in town know what a depraved little slut you are for him.

“Ransom baby please, fill me daddy, flood my pussy.” You whine, biting your bottom lip, looking him in the eye and that’s all it takes. He spills inside you with a groan, his thick cock twitching, flooding your greedy hole with more cum than you can hold.

“Fucking take it, take it baby, that’s it.” He chants mindlessly between kisses to your neck.

In the midst of the lust and pleasure, neither of you notice the flashing lights. By the time you do, it’s far too late, the alternating colours dancing on Ransom’s flushed cheeks and neither of you have a chance to so much as pull away from each other.

Two gentle taps at the window make you both jump, frantically scrambling to pull your skirt down as Ransom tucks himself back into his pants.

“Shit shit shit.” You whisper, your heart racing as Ransom tries to tame his hair with his fingers. There’s no playing this off. But given that your father is the Deputy Sheriff, you can only pray it’s anyone but him knocking on your boyfriend’s car window.

“Evenin’ Mr Drysdale.” The familiar drawl from outside the car makes your heart sink. While it’s not your father's voice, it’s just as fucking bad.

Ransom glances over at you, panic evident on his face just as clearly as it’s evident on your own as he opens the car door.

“Evening Sheriff Bodecker.” He smiles, trying to stay as calm as possible.

“Son, I’m gonna need you and your sweetheart here to step out of the vehicle.” Lee sighs, not even taking the time to glance inside the car to see which sweet young woman had managed to find her way under Ransom Drysdale.

Reluctantly, Ransom steps out, tucking his shirt back into his pants because there’s not much point pretending anymore.

After taking a deep breath, you follow, shuffling over the leather seats until you’re able to let your shoes crunch down on the gravel.

“Evening Lee.” You smile and you notice how his smile falters a little.

“For God’s sake honey, this guy? Gotta say, I’m disappointed and I know your parents will be too.” He sighs, making Ransom huff in indignation

Lee shoots him a look, begging Ransom to say something. Begging him to open that chirpy little mouth and say something Lee can make him regret.

“Please Lee, just let us go this once? Won’t happen again, I swear.” You beg, giving him the sweetest eyes you can muster, hoping he’ll soften and let you both off the hook.

“ ‘M afraid not, what you n’your boyfriend just got up to was public indecency, darlin’.” Lee looks so smug but it’s easy to see the slight flash of disappointment in his eyes. “I just hope it was worth it.”

“Don’t worry Sheriff, it was so good.” Ransom boasts, his chest puffed out as Lee scoffs, debating whether or not to cuff you both.

“Good for you maybe, but let me tell you son, that girl beside you isn’t fuckin’ satisfied. So in my book, I’m just pissed off that y’stopped. If you’d been man enough to make your girl finish, I might jus’ be lettin’ you away with it.” Lee hisses, foregoing the cuffs in an effort to guide you both to the back of his cruiser.

It’s not hard to see that Ransom can’t make eye contact with you, embarrassment making his cheeks burn as you both get settled in the back. You can feel his seed dripping out of you, no doubt making a mess of your pretty little skirt but you can’t find it in yourself to care.

Lee takes his place in the driver’s seat, looking in the rear view before heading on, the dirt road crunching under the tyres.

You all sit in silence as he drives, the tension thick in the back seat until you feel Ransom’s hand on your knee, spreading them gently.

“You’re gonna fucking finish. Right here. Want my cum dripping out of you onto this asshole’s seats, you got that?” His voice is quiet, barely more than a whisper but his touch is firm and insistent and he can only smirk when you nod. He has one thing on his mind and it’s tending to his wounded pride.

His fingertips ghost up the insides of your messy thighs, trailing through his own cum that’s spilled out of you and you can’t find it in you to tell him to stop. Lee isn’t watching after all, too consumed by announcements coming over his radio.

Two thick fingers slip inside you. They’re long and dexterous and delighting in the fact you don’t need any prep after having been stretched out on his cock not long ago.

His fingers rub nicely, letting you feel full and before long, you’re grinding your hips down on them, stealing pleasure at every chance you get.

You can’t help but watch Lee in the rearview, his eyes trained on the road and this is so filthy and wrong, you have to bite your own bottom lip to stop yourself from groaning.

Ransom hasn’t said another word, leaving you to desperately hump his fingers and God, it feels good but it’s not enough. It’s shameful and disgusting and you shouldn’t enjoy it at all but you need more.

The slick noises of your sopping pussy fill the back seat, your eyes trained on Lee’s reflection as you grind back and forth on your boyfriend’s hand.

But then Ransom crooks his fingers just right, the next grind on your hips makes him nudge your sweet spot and you mewl at the pleasure. It’s no more than a quiet sob but it’s enough to tear Lee’s attention off the road and back onto you.

Your eyes meet in the reflection and there’s a split second where he recognises exactly what you’re doing in his car.

“Jesus Christ, fuckin’ cut it out. You couldn’t please her the first time Drysdale, give the girl a fuckin’ break.” He hisses but Ransom doesn’t stop. Instead, he begins thrusting his fingers in and out of you, curling them with a smug smirk on his face as you whine and moan openly.

“Go on baby, cum for daddy.” Ransom urges but you’re still not there yet.

“Embarrassing yourself now, sweetheart. Tell him to stop it or just hurry up and cum.” Lee’s ultimatum is a terrible one because you don’t want to do either. One option results in you sitting there, unsatisfied and aching, wishing you had only been quiet a few minutes longer. The other involves you shamelessly rubbing yourself silly on your boyfriend’s hand while your father’s best friend watches and listens.

“Go on baby, cum on my fingers. Let Lee hear how pretty you sound when you cum for me.” Ransom encourages but it doesn’t help

“Do I need to do it myself? Cause honey, if I end up needing to pull over, I promise you, you’re not gonna walk for a week.” Lee’s words send a shiver down your spine. An all consuming, filthy shiver because that’s what you need. Not Ransom. You need Lee.

“You’re not gonna need to fuckin’ touch her.” Ransom spits out, not able to bite his tongue anymore and you can see Lee’s eyes squint a little, trying to register who the fuck this boy thinks he’s talking to.

“Son, if that girl was gonna cum for you, she’d a’fuckin’ done it already. Can’t believe you’re stickin’ your dick in the sweetest piece of ass in town and you won’t even make her finish. Jus’ fuckin’ embarassin’.” Lee’s voice is calm and measured, checking in his side mirror and his rearview once more before throwing his indicator on and pulling over, bringing the cruiser to a stop.

“How ‘bout we show this jerk how it’s done, huh kitten? We’ll teach him how’t please a woman.” The look on his face makes you clench around Ransom’s fingers because this man looks ravenous. His eyes are trained on where your boyfriend’s fingers are buried inside you and you just spread your legs wider, giving him a better view.

“Hm, tha’s cute, Drysdale. You’re gonna needa give her a third finger if she’s gonna take me. Go on, stretch your girl out for me.” You can tell Ransom is seething with anger because Lee has won. You’ve given in to him and now he’s going to have to watch.

“Eat shit, Sheriff.” Ransom spits and the second the words leave his lips, he finds himself regretting it.

“Suit yourself. You’re just gonna have’ta listen to her while I’m splittin’ her open.” Lee’s indifference makes you shiver. “Come on baby, climb in the front with me.” You gladly do as you’re told, letting Ransom’s fingers slip from you as you manoeuvre yourself out of the back seat and round to the driver’s side while Lee pushes the seat back to give you both enough room.

“You wanna feel a real man, don’t you kitten? Bet he’s too fuckin’ gentle ’n tha’s not what you need. Little slut like you needs a firm hand.” Lee smirks, watching how you nod, giving you a chaste kiss before manhandling you so you’re angled over the top of the centre console. He’s careful not to put you in a position that’s too uncomfortable but from here, you can see Ransom and Ransom can see both of you and you know it shouldn’t turn you on as much as it does.

“Lee, please.” You whine, the sound of his belt buckle making you squirm because you know your leaking, throbbing cunt is exposed and you’re beyond desperate to get off.

“You’re a whore, you know that? Can’t fucking believe you.” Ransom doesn’t want to be into this. He truly fucking doesn’t. But when he watches how your eyes roll back at the feeling of a thick, hard cock teasing your dripping slit, he can’t help how he twitches in his pants.

“She might not be such a whore if y’took care of her. If y’were mine, y’wouldn’t be left unsatisfied, that’s for damn sure, kitten.” Lee’s little promise ends with a low groan as he bottoms out inside you and you can’t help but notice that you’re far fuller with Lee than you feel with Ransom. Ransom isn’t small by any means but Lee just feels better.

“Fuck that’s good, Lee. N-need you to fuck me h-hard. I wanna cum Lee, please, I-I can’t…”. Your voice trails off as he starts to move, a gasp trapped in your throat as he slides out, only to press back in again.

“Y’hear how desperate your girl is? Actin’ like a little fuckin’ cum dump jus’ so she can get off. You’re fuckin’ pathetic, Drysdale.” You can see Ransom seething with anger, a fire raging behind his eyes but God, your little whimpers are hot.

“Holy shit Lee, deeper. O-oh my God.” You look so blissed out already, a sob torn from your throat as Lee uses his full body weight to press himself inside you.

The feeling is overwhelming, you’re stuffed and stretched and still leaking from Ransom and it’s so degrading but you wouldn’t dream of letting Lee stop. His firm hands land on your waist, his fingers digging in as he grunts.

“Sh-she’s gonna cum, Lee. O-oh fuck.” Ransom’s voice is smaller now, the discomfort in his pants humbling him because he’s enjoying this far more than he wants to admit.

“Will we ruin her? Have half a mind not t’let you touch her again but this little thing just wants to be used, don’t ya, kitten?” Lee purrs and seeing you nod just confirms his plan.

“Take your cock out Drysdale. A-ah, feed it to her.” Your eyes roll back at Lee’s suggestion and by the time you’ve managed to recover, you feel a wet tip pressed to your lips. “Fuck’s sake boy, get it at least to the back of her throat. Go on, princess, you can take it, can’t you?”

“Fuck my throat, Ran. Don’t be gentle.” You whisper, loud enough for both of them to hear you and it makes Lee groan, giving your ass a harsh spank.

“You heard her.” Lee encourages, not even pausing his thrusts.

“D-didn’t realise you were so slutty, holy shit. Look so innocent, n-never would’ve dreamed you’d want two dicks at once.” Ransom can’t hold back any more, holding the back of your head and pressing his cock inside you until it hits the back of your throat. “G-good girl, take it so well.”

His head is thrown back, his huge frame still looking cramped in the back seat of the car but he doesn’t even care. Not when you’re drooling on his cock because the town sheriff is fucking you too well.

Your little cries of pleasure are only muffled by the throbbing length in your mouth and you know you can’t last long. You’ve been too worked up for far too long and the way Lee fits inside you perfectly is just too much.

“Your girl is gonna cum. Fuck, didn’t think this pretty pussy could get any tighter. Pullin’ me in like you wouldn’t even believe. Guess tha’s what havin’ a mouth full of cock will do to ya. Go on sweetheart, cum for daddy. Show your little boyfriend how pretty you look when ya lose control on a nice big dick.” Lee knows he won’t last long either but he’s desperate to get you there before he can let himself give in.

Ransom is too lost in the feeling of your mouth to even register the fact Lee is mocking him, fucking recklessly into you as Lee fucks you from behind.

“God ‘m so close. Can’t, oh baby please.” Ransom sobs, his eyes screwed shut.

“Go on kitten, soak my cock for me. Lemme feel how bad y’need my cum.” Lee’s voice is low, barely more than a growl as he gives you a few more harsh thrusts.

That’s all it takes for your body to surrender, giving in and clenching tight around him. Your fingernails claw at the leather seats, struggling for something, anything to ground you other than the two cocks filling you up.

“Sh-shit, jus’ like that. Good fuckin’ girl, cummin’ so hard for daddy. Pussy’s drippin’ already.” Lee groans, emptying inside you just a few strokes later, flooding your cunt with his release.

“Oh God please.” Ransom cries, pressing your head down and cumming down your throat with a ragged cry, his hot spend dripping down your throat.

“Kitten, you’re stuffed. God, that’s a pretty sight.” Lee gasps, wiping his sweaty forehead on his sleeve, admiring the mess he’s made as he pulls out. Ransom does the same, gasping for air as he tucks himself back into his trousers, flopping against the seat, looking exhausted.

“That’s how you treat your girl, Drysdale. And sweetheart, if he ever leaves ya unsatisfied again, my door’s always open, ya hear me?” Lee smirks, giving your ass one last spank before pulling you up for a tender kiss and Ransom can’t even find it in himself to be mad.

#Lee Bodecker x reader #Lee Bodecker smut #ransom Drysdale x reader #ransom Drysdale smut #lee bodecker #ransom drysdale #lee bodecker x you #lee bodecker x female reader #lee bodecker x y/n #ransom drydale x you #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom Drysdale x y/n #Lee Bodecker imagine #ransom drysdale imagine #Lee Bodecker x reader x ransom Drysdale #dbf!lee Bodecker #dad’s best friend!lee Bodecker #becca writes spice #the devil all the time #tdatt fanfiction #tdatt imagine #tdatt smut #knives out #knives out fanfiction #knives out imagine #writing challenge #I had such a clear plan in mind when I started writing this #and this is nothing like what I planned and I love it even more #I wasn’t gonna include ransom at all originally #but then my kitty ran away with the prompt so I did what I had to do

[deliciousangelfestival]

His Hidden Hobby

Character: Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader

Words: 313

Theme: Fluff

Summary: You found out about Ransom’s hidden hobby. 

Check out Masterlist if you want to read more fluff story from Drysdale family.

It turns out Ransom is good with knitting sweaters. 

It seems like he doesn’t want anyone to know his secret hobbies. 

You discovered it accidentally when you were cleaning his attic. There's one box that looks different from the others. It seems brand new. 

When you see inside of it, there's a needle and yarn. One thing that caught your attention was a small size knitted sweater.

"Ransom, I just found the cutest thing upstairs."

Ransom’s cheeks tinted in pinks when he saw you came down with the box.

"Does this belongs to you?"

There's no use denying it. All he can do is nod his head. He thought that you would make fun of his works, but he was utterly wrong. Instead, you admire the craft he made. 

Your fingers keep touching the sweater. "I'm so jealous; this is so good. I learned it before, but all I can make is a cloth rag." 

Ransom chuckled, seeing your pouted face. 

“Ransom, can I have this?”

“Sure.”

“It’s so cute. He will look adorable in this.”

“For who?”

“My baby.”

“What?!!”

Since you keep having a sleepover at Ransom house, you put your puppy in your parent’s house. 

But Ransom hasn’t found out about Rio. 

You don’t know how relieved he was when you showed him the dog. 

The dog was so damn cute, especially wearing the sweater that he made. 

Ransom didn’t say anything the first time he met Rio because the dog was too adorable, and he wanted to keep his cool. Men like him shouldn’t feel anything towards cute things. 

But his cool image shattered when you found him playing with the puppy. 

After that, there’s no use in hiding. 

Ransom starts to knit a new sweater for you and Rio. 

And after Naomi was born, he made a new outfit for a family picture.

#ransom imagine #ransom x reader #Ransom Thrombrey #drabble #ransom thrombey x reader #ransom thrombey imagine #ransom drysdale fluff #ransom drysdale au #dad!ransom drysdale #husband!ransom #ransom drysdale drabble #ransom x y/n #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom drysdale #knives out au #soft!ransom

[toastedkiwi]

Ransom’s Return

1: His Big Return

~ Ransom returns from prison.

2: Grocery Shopping

~ you take your little family out grocery shopping.

3: Cold

~ Hugh is cold sleeping on the couch by himself.

4: more to come...

#ransom drysdale fanfiction #ransom drysdale fluff #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x ex!reader #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom drysdale x y/n #dad!ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x pregnant!reader #ransom drysdale angst

[sunnysidevans]

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐌𝐞 - 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬

Summary: Halloween is important in every household, In the Evans household, its definitely full of surprise costumes. 

Warnings: literally none so much fluff

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Authors Note: I know this is being posted so late but I wanted to just add a cute lil halloween fic in for halloween. I hope everyone had a safe halloween & enjoyed themselves, I also hope you enjoy this fic as well! :)

Readers point of view

October 31st is very important to the Evans family, Halloween is the one night that everyone is a family. Nudging Chris’s arm you crawled under it as you yawned softly, nuzzling into his chest,you closed your eyes as you heard Chris let out a huff. “It’s our favorite day” you mumbled against his chest as he groaned “baby our anniversary isn’t till next week” he replied as you chuckled softly, "no, my love," you looked up at him through your lashes,"it's Halloween!” you smiled as you heard a small giggle from behind the door. “Shh dodgy we can’t wake mommy and daddy” your little girl whispered to the dog from behind the door as you grinned and heard the door creak slowly. Closing your eyes you acted asleep, wrapping arms around Chris's waist as you heard Luna giggle to herself as you felt the poke on your shoulder. You smiled as you acted as if you didn’t feel it, yawning loudly to make it seem you were asleep. You rolled over to face her and noticed she was peeking out from under the bed. "Hm" you mumbled, to yourself and rolled over, “boo!” Luna jumped up and yelled as you squealed and held your chest “you got me!” you laughed smiling widely. 

Getting out of bed you made your way downstairs Luna and Dodger in toe as you made it to the kitchen, “mommy can we have the punkin pancakes?” Luna asked as she let Dodger out the back door to do his business. You went to answer her as she squealed, “daddy” she laughed holding onto his shoulders ``I think if we ask momma nice enough. I think she might make us pumpkin pancakes, how's that sound?” Chris whispered as he grinned looking at you “Ready?” he asked Luna as you grinned biting your lip and incision “please momma” fell from their lips. You sighed as you turned the coffee pot on, grinning as you nodded “Oh I guess so” you grinned looking at the two of them shaking your head and turning to the fridge. Feeling two arms around your waist you smiled “morning grump” you mumbled as you felt the tickle of his beard on your temple “Morning my love” he mumbled back, not quite fully away with a slow drawl of his accent popping out slightly. You turned to face him with a grin holding his waist as you shared a quick peck and you turned to get started on the punkin pancakes.

You set a plate of pancakes on the table with a smile, taking one and cutting it up for Luna. “so princess, are you excited to wear your costume today?” Chris asked in between his bites with a smile as Luna nodded quickly in agreement “yeah!” she mumbled back, pancake pieces in each hand “don’t talk with your mouth full baby” you whispered kissing her head and sitting down on the other side of her across from Chris. “Well I know you are going to be the cutest baby” Chris grinned from behind his mug as you grinned “oh she’s an Evans, she will be” you smiled looking at the two of them chuckling “oh fo sure” she mumbled in her chair, as you all began to laugh. Picking up the kitchen you left Chris in charge of putting Luna in her costume, Luna decided to keep her costume mostly a secret from you and kept the costume dealing up to her dad, which is why he was left in charge of getting her ready for school today. You had just finished putting the last plate when you heard her giggles from the steps “okay mommy ready?!” she asked from the top of the steps. "Of course baby!” you smiled tossing the towel onto the counter and walking out to the living room.

You met Chris at the end of the steps as he came down with a grin plastered across his face “not to brag but I’m such a proud dad right now” he chuckled as he wrapped an arm around you. “Alright princess, c’mon down!” he let out a chuckle to follow as you stood in anticipation to see what this excellent costume was. As Luna came down the stairs in a white cable knit sweater everything clicked for you and you let out a laugh, cable knit sweater, brown trench coat and the scarf draped across her neck, sunglasses in hand. She held her hands out with a grin and laughed. “I’m daddy!” she smiled as Chris started to laugh, “That's my girl." He smiled walking over to the couch to grab his phone. “You mean to tell me this was the costume you wanted” you laughed smiling looking at her with a smile as she nodded excitedly, you and Chris haven’t let her watch knives out quite yet as she wasn’t old enough, but she knew his face from the commercials. You smiled as you grabbed your phone as well “okay okay get together Grandma is gonna love this” you smiled as Chris posed beside her, getting a few pictures you set the phone aside “okay okay time for school”. You grabbed her backpack with a laugh as you shuffled the both of them out the door. 

FEW HOURS LATER

Picking Luna up after school and listening to her tell you and Chris about her day, “Nobody knew who I was, so I just kept telling them I was daddy” she swung her legs in the back seat as she told the stories from the day, as you and Chris nodded in agreement. “Well, we will head home and then head to grandmas so you can trick or treat with Miles and stuff yeah?” you asked as you looked at her from the rear view mirror “Yeah mommy that sounds good” she replied with a nod. You pulled in the driveway as you turned back to ask Luna a question and she had completely fallen asleep, climbing out you grabbed her backpack and Chris scooped her out of her car seat gently and carried her inside, you following shortly behind. After getting Luna down for a nap Chris  met you down on the couch. “Can you believe she wanted to be me?” he asked as he sat down and pulled you into his side, you nodded as you laid your head on his chest "you're her favorite person, I am not slightly surprised” you smiled as he chuckled “yeah but out of all the characters I’ve played she wanted to be ransom! One of the characters she doesn’t even know about” he laughed as you shrugged “she loved the commercial I guess” you laughed with a smile as you nuzzled closer to his chest.

Once Luna had woken up from her nap, you headed to Lisa’s where the family was meeting for trick or treating. You pulled into the driveway with a smile as you let Luna out of her car seat to run and meet Scott,who pulled in behind you. “Uncle Scott!” she laughed running into his arms as he scooped her up. "Err give me a hug." He squeezed her gently as she returned with a squeeze. You made it inside with Chris as you greeted everyone with a smile “oh my! I loved the picture of you and Luna” Lisa smiled as she looked at Chris “I love it, I’m a proud dad” he smiled as he looked at Luna with her cousins. “Can I go with Luna?” he asked as he turned to you as you chuckled softly “of course baby, she’s your daughter” you smiled as you chuckled and he nodded. "Well I brought a costume,let me go get dressed” he smiled as you furrowed your eyebrows with a chuckle as he made his way upstairs. You made small talk with Carly as you waited for Chris to come back, as you were finishing your conversation with Carly, you noticed Luna move out of the corner of your eye, as you followed her train of sight you couldn’t hold back the laugh. As you looked over there stood Chris, dressed as Ransom “Oh my gosh!” you and Luna said incision as Chris smiled. “What do you think?” he modeled for you as you laughed “I love it” you chuckled as you shook your head “okay I need a picture of this before you go” you smiled as Chris picked Luna up and held her on his hip, putting her sunglasses on along with his you smiled taking a few pictures. You kissed the both of them goodbye as you watched your two Ransom’s go out for some candy. 

Later that night after settling into bed you sat beside Chris on the headboard, “Can you send me the pictures of Luna and I?” he asked as you smiled “oh yeah of course i’m so sorry” you smiled and grabbed your phone, sending him all the photos. “I’m so glad she enjoys Halloween," you whispered, laying your head on his shoulder as he smiled looking through the photos, setting his phone aside “me too baby, me too” he wrapped his arms around you fully, pulling you in close as you yawned softly. “Get some rest baby” he rubbed your back slowly “I know you haven’t been feeling well” he smiled kissing the top of your head gently as you nodded as he grabbed his phone again as you closed your eyes slowly.  You woke up the next morning to multiple notifications on your phone, furrowing your eyebrows you opened them to Chris’s instagram post with a smile, the photo of him and Luna as Ransom and in true Chris fashion with the best caption “Dear 2020, Eat shit”. You chuckled,shaking your head and setting your phone aside again, wrapping your arm around your husband you couldn’t help to grin, Halloween was always going to be important in the Evans household, Even for the new Evans.

#chris evans x reader #chris evans #chris evans fic #chris evans x you #chris evans fluff #husband!chrisevans #dad!chris #christopher robert evans #christopher evans #chris evans x y/n #ransom thrombrey #ransom drysdale #knives out

[sapphireplums]

Being Ransom Drysdale’s Daughter

Being Ransom Drysdale’s daughter was not the easiest thing in the world when people at your school would always talk shit about you. But you also didn’t care because you were a Drysdale.

Yes, your father was a dick to most people, but he was never EVER rude to you at all.

Well unless you were in trouble of course.

Ransom had you when he was 17 years old. He had a one night stand with this one chick from a high school dance.

She was never in your life and she dropped you off on Ransom’s doorstep.

At first Ransom had no idea how to take care of a baby. He had some help from Linda of course but she wouldn’t help as much.

Throughout the years Ransom slowly progressed into being a good father. Of course it took time for him to adjust but he did not regret a single moment with you.

You were his rock. His heart. His everything.

He would always spoil you with anything you want. Anything for his babygirl.

As you got older into teenage years, your personality got closer to Ransom’s however, you still had a sweet and beautiful personality. 

You were only a bitch to people who acted like bitches.

You somewhat got along with your family.There would be times where they would be rude to you but they had their moments.

The only people you actually tolerated in that family was your Grandmother, your dad, Meg, and surprisingly Jacob.

Yes, Jacob can be a literal Nazi, but he actually had a soft spot for you. 

You guys would insult each other but it would always end with smirks at the end.

It’s a love -hate cousin relationship.

With you and Meg, she was one of your favorite cousins.

She would give you weed sometimes, but there was a time when your dad caught you

He didn’t physically see you smoke it, but he smelled it on you.

“Y/N, is that weed I smell on you?” Ransom asked with slight anger in his voice

“What? No dad. No it’s not.” You said straight in a lie

Ransom knew you were lying and this is when he got mad.

“Y/N you’re grounded. I could smell it on you and the fact you lied to me too, you’re double grounded.”

You groaned in annoyance but you knew that he just cared for you and was protective.

Yes, Ransom was very protective

And when it came to boys, he said he would commit murder again. He said he was joking, but a little piece of you thought he really would

Like for example the time you brought a boy over after the freshman formal.

His name was Connor and he seemed like a genuinely sweet boy. But little did you know all he wanted was to get into your pants.

You thought your dad wasn’t home and was out and about.

But he was actually upstairs sleeping in his room.

You guys were in your living room watching a movie when he then put his hand around your waist.

You didn’t think much of it until his hands started to slither up your dress. 

You were furious at this action then you started to yell not so pretty words at him.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME”

Unfortunately, Connor didn’t listen and tried to pin you down on the couch. 

He was about to unbuckle his pants until an angry Ransom ripped him off of  you.

Ransom pinned Connor on the wall and said “IF YOU EVER COME NEAR MY DAUGHTER AGAIN, I WILL LITERALLY COMMIT ANOTHER MURDER” Ransom yelled at him in a deep and venomous voice.

Connor shook his head and ran out of your house.

You were still on the sofa in shock of what just happened.

Ransom turned his head towards you and his eyes immediately turned soft. You were crying and shaken up. He went towards you and engulfed you in a deep and passionate hug.

“Honey are you okay?” Ransom said still angered that a boy tried to make a move on you.

“Yeah dad i'm fine just shaken up.”

“Okay honey. Why didn’t you tell me you were home?” Ransom said with confusion knowing that his daughter usually tells him where she was at.

“I thought you were out of the house. I didn't know you were home”

“ Baby I was home the whole time. Who the fuck was that boy Y/N?” 

“It was a boy named Connor. He was my friend for about a couple weeks and he seemed super nice but apparently he just wanted to get into my pants.” you said feeling guilty to yourself for being so naive.

“Y/N I don’t want you to be seeing any boys. Not till you’re 30″

“Dadddddddd.” You said knowing he was half serious and half joking.

He just chuckled but then hugged you again. “I love you Y/N”

“I love you too dad”

Taglist;OPEN

@tvckerlance​ 

#ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x daughter!reader #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x y/n #chris evans #father!ransom drysdale #chris evans x reader #ransom x reader #knives out #hugh ransom drysdale #dad!ransom