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taintedcigs · 8 months

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we’d still worship this love — e.m.

part two of even if it’s a false god.

pairing: modern!college!fboy eddie x fem!reader

warnings: smut!!!!!!, 18+, MINORS DNI. p in v, cr*ampie, unprotected s*x, angstangstangst, eddie regrets everything!!, jealous eddie, a bit of protective steve, drinking, swearing, praises, nicknames, fluff!!

summary: in which eddie regrets what he said to you. (wc:6.3k+)

a/n: literally the lyrics match up soooo well w the story imo im sorry for the last line ok i rlly tried to hold myself back not to directly write any lyrics lmao. this is CHEESY. i hate THE ENDING. as usual! but im so glad u guys liked pt. one and i didn't want to deprave any of u !!! i did not proof-read so pls ignore any mistakes!! hope u guys enjoy this lmk what u think mwah!!

Eddie sighed as he checked the kitchen, you were still nowhere to be found.

He had fucked up.

So badly.

He grabbed the half-empty red cup sitting on the kitchen stand. A whiff of alcohol hit his senses as soon as he tried to sniff it; it reeked, but Eddie didn’t care at this point, downing it like it was water.

He grabbed the pack of cigarettes sitting in his back pocket, walking miserably toward the backyard as he lit the cigarette sitting between his lips.

“Let’s get you to Steve’s, yeah?” The voice that passed by him was quick to grab his attention.

Robin.

“Robin?” He exclaimed excitedly, causing Robin to mouth “Don’t”.

He took a step to get closer to you but stopped quickly in his tracks; he had caused enough fucking damage.

He made his bed, and now he needed to lie in it.

He watched as you and Robin left, leaving him all alone.

2 HOURS LATER

DON’T ANSWER: im so fuckhjing sorry

DON’T ANSWER: i didnt fuckingmeanit lije that i swear

DON’T ANSWER: pls talk to me

DON’T ANSWER: r u at steve? i can come

DON’T ANSWER: pleaseeeeee we can’t leave things like this.

You heaved a sigh reading his texts, he was drunk again, and you weren’t going to entertain him.

You blocked this contact.

“He’s texting me.” You groaned, chucking your phone away as you plopped yourself onto Steve’s bed.

“What did he say?” Steve asked curiously.

“He wants to see me and talk, he’s drunk again.” You replied curtly, head still filled with the words he uttered to you.

“I just… I can’t believe he’d say that.” Robin chimed in, shaking her head.

“I could. He’s an asshole.” You rolled your eyes.

“Yeah… but I always thought he had a soft spot for you.” Robin muttered.

You chuckled dryly. “He has a soft spot for my body.” You crinkled with disgust.

Robin shook her head as she spoke. “No, I mean it, Y/N… I really don’t believe he meant it like—”

Steve was quick to interrupt. “Jesus, Robin, stop making excuses for him. I know he’s your friend and all, but he fucked up. And there’s nothing he can do now to ever take back the things he did to her!” He exclaimed, the two of them started bickering back and forth.

You wanted to sink into the bed; you so badly wanted to believe Robin, believe that Eddie’s words were all just a lie, just something he made up on the spot just because he was afraid.

But Steve was right—even if it was a lie, even if it was all a huge misunderstanding, nothing he could do would undo the amount of pain he caused you. The nights you spent sobbing—nothing could change that.

But a part of you also knew that, if Eddie ever caught you in a moment of weakness again, you’d do it all over again; you’d let him ruin you all over again, just to have him complete you for the mere seconds he made you feel loved.

The bickering and the storm in your mind stopped with a sudden knock on Steve’s door.

The three of you looked at each other in unison.

Shit.

Did that stupid bastard really have the audacity to come here?

You looked over at Steve with pity, about to open your mouth and beg, plead with him to do something, and he was quick to understand your train of thought. “I got this.” He muttered, hand squeezing your knee for comfort before he attended the door.

As soon as the door swung open, there he was, blood-shot eyes and messy hair framing his face. He was shitfaced and could barely stand against the door frame. “Munson.” Steve affirmed sternly.

“W—where is she?” Eddie slurred, barely even letting Steve speak.

“She’s not here.” Steve said without letting Eddie take a look.

“Look, man… I know she is, please—” He tried to push past him, but Steve stood his ground, blocking his way before his face turned cold.

“She doesn’t want to see you.” Steve almost hissed, the intensity of his gaze taking Eddie back.

“Don’t make this any harder and just leave, yeah?” Steve muttered, almost shutting the door before Eddie’s heavy boots interfered.

“Please.” Eddie pleaded, making Steve huff as he threw a quick glance your way, and you quickly shook your head, mouthing ‘no’s.

But that was it; Eddie barged in as he used Steve’s distraction to his advantage, you gasped when the door swung open, revealing Eddie.

He couldn't tear his eyes away from you, his gaze held guilt and relief. Guilty because of the fact that he uttered those words to you. But, relieved that he saw you, relieved that he could finally explain himself to you.

Yet you looked at him with such disgust that it ached his heart, putting on a heavy ache on his chest. Every breath he took now felt like a struggle.

“Don’t!” You seethed when he took a step toward you, Steve was quick to jump to your defence, but you waved him off.

“Leave.” You could feel your face grow hotter with rage each time you spoke, you didn’t want him here, you wanted him to disappear from the face of the earth.

“I’m so fucking sorry.” That was all that left his lips, his eyes were glinting with sadness, and his bottom lip trembled with guilt.

“You have the nerve… You have the fucking nerve.” You chuckled dryly, tongue rolling inside your cheek in anger.

“Please... Let me just explain,” He slurred.

His drunkenness made you more angry.

“I don’t want you to!” You hissed.

“I told you, I’m fucking done, Munson.” You spoke calmly, tears were threatening to spill, but you held your ground.

“One fucking minute, I swear—” You heaved a sigh, and another angry chuckle escaped from your throat as you looked at Steve, as if to tell him to kick him out, signaling for help.

“Alright,” Steve muttered. “She doesn’t wanna talk, Munson.” He spoke calmly as he held Eddie’s arm, trying to drag him out. Eddie’s protests fell deaf on your ear as you plopped yourself on the bed again, crying into Steve’s sheets as Robin played with your hair to reassure you.

1 MONTH LATER:

Thirty fucking days.

Eddie was going to lose his mind.

Blocked from everywhere, and you avoided him like the plague.

He knew he deserved to be shut out; he knew he didn’t deserve you. But even crumbs of information from you would have eased him.

Steve and Robin had been useless, except for today. Except for that cryptic message Robin sent him about you being at the party today. And he praised his lucky stars for that.

Until he made it to the party.

Until he finally saw you.

With Mr. Jock pinning you against the wall as you giggled at his unfunny jokes.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Don’t make a scene, Eddie. Don’t fucking make a scene—

His lips pressed together, jaw quick to clench as he couldn’t help the way he almost sprinted toward you. He didn’t know if it was out of pure jealousy, or the fact that he had missed you so goddamn much that he couldn’t stray away from you anymore.

“Hi, honey.” Eddie said sarcastically and chirpily, jealousy dripped from his tone, and he couldn’t help the intense gaze he had on the asshole.

You froze in your place as soon as you recognized the voice. What the fuck was he doing?

Standing between the two of you, “Who’s this?” Eddie spat, his hand aggressively pointing toward him.

You rolled your eyes before you turned to him. “Don’t,” You warned, your brows shooting up and a fiery flash apparent in your eyes.

“Who are you?” He narrowed his eyes at Eddie, and as if Eddie had been waiting for him to provoke him further, he gave a smug smirk. Body turning to face the asshole.

You panicked, and the ever-so apparent tension in the air grew thicker “No one.” You replied quickly, avoiding Eddie’s lingering gaze.

“Really? You’re gonna play that card, princess?” He gave you a dry chuckle, jealousy gnawed at his insides.

You squeezed your eyes shut to save yourself from embarrassment, but he wasn’t going to stop until this jerk wasn’t at your side.

“That’s not what you were saying the last time I saw you—” You were quick to cut him off with a warning gaze, your eyes widening.

“Eddie… This—this is Ethan.” You said through gritted teeth.

Eddie mocked a realization face, and you wanted to punch that smirk off of his stupid smug face. “Oh…” He laughed all-knowingly.

“That Ethan? The jock?” You narrowed your eyes, annoyance setting over your face, and you couldn’t handle the heat growing in your cheeks.

This asshole.

“I’m sorry, man.” He chuckled, giving Ethan a harsh slap on the shoulder, a slap that wasn’t friendly in the slightest bit—and you were sure now that the tension in the space the three of you shared could be cut through with a knife.

You cleared your throat to speak up, but Ethan did it before you. “What the fuck are you talkin’ about?”

This was the provocation Eddie needed, and you knew it; you saw that mischievous glint glimmer in his eyes. “Oh, just that she was telling me all about how fucking horrible you—”

You interrupted Eddie with a nervous giggle. “Sooo sorry! He’s just a bit drunk!” You gave Ethan a panicked smile.

“I’ll see you around!” You called out, walking off while dragging Eddie as far away from him as possible with a harsh grip on his arm.

You probably didn’t know what you were getting yourself into when you dragged him toward the closest empty room.

“What the fuck?!?” You yelled into his face.

He ignored your distress. “What are you doing with him?”

“None of your business.” You hissed.

“It is my business if you get with Mr Jock again.”

“I’m not getting with—” You lowered your voice mid-sentence, annoyance taking over.

“What part of ‘I don’t want to fucking see you ever again’ don’t you understand?” You let out through gritted teeth, your face heating from anger.

“Did you know…” He said, completely ignoring you, and you looked at him with the same angry expression, getting tired of his antics.

“When you get angry like that, a line crinkles on your forehead, and those sweet lips pout into a frown? You look so fuckin’ cute like that.” He murmured, leaning against the wall you trapped him into.

You let out an exasperated sigh, eyes rolling into the back of your head. “What the fuck is your problem?” You asked, brows furrowing.

“What the hell do you want from me?”

“You? I mean, eventually, I want to wake up with you every morning and fall asleep with you every night.” He smirked.

Fucking jerk.

You chuckled with an audible scoff. "Is this some kind of a joke?" You muttered under your breath, voice laced with irritation.

“You are so fucking irritating.” You spat, eyes narrowing.

“Just… just—Leave me alone.” Your voice lowered, your face was coming closer to his, and all Eddie could think about was how nice it was to have you this close to him again, to feel your warmth again.

You could see it, the emotions his gaze held, but you didn’t want to fall for his antics again, so you turned quickly to leave.

“Please.” His pleading and his hold on your arm were what made you stop in your tracks. The way his voice cracked, you could hear the desperation. If only you didn’t care about him this fucking much…

“Please—just, hear me out.” He was almost begging, and you knew you should be running, you knew you shouldn’t care, not even to spit the venom inside of you that had been building since that night.

But you can’t help it.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You asked, words coming out in a sharp and biting tone as your anger escalated.

“After what you said to me...” You looked at him with a piercing stare, your eyes practically emitting flashes of irritation.

“Do you have any fucking idea how much I can’t even stomach being around you?” Your nostrils flared with every breath you took.

“In fact, I hate you.” You spat.

“You hate me?” He asked, inching closer toward you.

“Yes!” You snapped.

“Then show me.” He challenged.

“W—what?” You stuttered, your confidence dissipating in a second as the room felt so fucking small when he was standing this close to you.

Your guard was so thinly veiled that one fucking word from him was enough to shatter it.

And you knew, with one or two more pushes from him, you’d give in. You’d give in, regardless; you had missed him more than you would ever let him know.

And you shouldn’t. You fucking shouldn’t.

“Take it out on me.” He whispered, gaze intentionally fixated on your lips.

“You hate me, fine! One last time. Get me out of your system.” He’s so close to your face that when he leans in to whisper in your ear, you can feel his hot breath on your neck.

He’s intoxicating—his endearing words, the jealousy, and the possessiveness—and you shouldn’t fucking fall for it.

But it feels different this time; something is so fucking different about him that it’s throwing you off. The way his pretty lips frame the words is convincing.

Making you believe that this would be the last time, making you believe that you could come clean off him if you had him just one more fucking time.

You don’t say anything when you give in, your gaze lingering on his lips.

His eyes are quick to trace your face, admiring all of your features in awe, regret filling every vein in his body, knowing that this would be the last time.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” he says roughly. He doesn’t let you respond, lets the petty comments die down your throat when he kisses you.

Oh, Jesus, Fucking Christ.

Your heart was pounding against your ribcage. There was something so bittersweet about the way he kissed you, knowing it was going to be the last. He twirled his tongue with yours, so needy and so fucking promising.

Eddie knew you better than the back of his hand, so when you started whimpering against his lips, your knees giving out, he knew you didn’t want to waste any time.

He guided you toward the bed, gentle as he had never been before. The two of you were slow to undress each other, savoring every fucking moment.

He let you lead everything, going only at your pace and making sure everything was up to your desires, purely catering to you.

You could sense it, see the difference in how intimate this was, compared to others where it was just senselessly fucking, this was passionate, and it was killing the two of you.

Rather than just pushing into it, he kept his gaze on you, admiring the way your chest rose up and down as his calloused hands slid further down your body, nipples hardening when his hands stopped to ghost over your thighs.

His other hand rested on your breasts, and he didn’t hesitate to latch his tongue on it, sucking while his other fingers toyed with your entrance.

You mewled; you weren’t going to hold back. “Moremoremore.”

But he didn’t move an inch.

That greedy bastard.

“More,” You pleaded louder this time, growing impatient.

Eddie looked at you with such hunger in his eyes that it had your core throbbing. “I’m gonna give you every fucking thing you need, honey.” He promised.

“But I need… this. I need this memory of you engraved into my brain, forever.” He groaned, giving all of his attention to every part of your body.

You were quick to nod, quick to oblige him, especially when he made you feel this fucking good.

But you couldn’t help it, you needed him. Especially when he was everywhere, hands gliding all over your body, making you whimper with just his touch.

And the way you looked at him was so fucking tempting that he was almost going to explode, you were pleading with your gaze, telling him to take you… fully. To make you his, one last fucking time.

He could recognize the weight your gaze held, almost as if he understood your train of thought, he pressed his thumb further into your clit, circling around it as your core clenched on nothing.

“Please,” You begged.

“Such an impatient, baby,” He muttered into your skin, pushing past your folds as he earned a low groan from you.

“Missed those sweet noises,” He hummed, doing everything in his power to not pound into you right away, the way your cunt was gushing for him, the way you pleaded, Eddie was sure he’d burst if he had to wait more.

With a tender touch, he tucked your hair back. “You have no clue how fuckin’ insane you make me.” He pressed a sloppy kiss, his hands were still working their way through your folds.

“Each time I’m around you… it’s like I lose all my fuckin’ senses.” He slurred into your ear, his cock was straining his boxers, and you looked so fucking perfect beneath him, looking all fucked when he had barely touched.

But you ignored it. Ignored every one of his words, you didn’t need his sappy shit; you didn’t need another reason to stay.

You just needed to feel good.

“Please, fuck, baby, please,” You whimpered softly, your nails digging harshly into his back, making his cock twitch more and more.

Baby.

He doesn’t even remember the last time you called him that, and it shouldn’t bring a stupid, childish grin to his face, but it does.

He’s ready to put everything behind him, start over, and do whatever you say.

But he’s sure you will never let him.

“I need you, Eds.” You murmured, eyes gazing into his; a mixture of tenderness and longing overtaking your features, speaking to him without uttering a single word.

That was all it took for him to free his hard cock from his boxers, his pink-tip burning with desire as it faced you, beads of pre-cum dripping from it as you smeared it all over, giving it a few pumps before you placed it into your entrance.

The low groans that escaped Eddie’s lips were so fucking loud, filling the room, and you loved it. You loved the strained sounds he made with one touch from you.

He didn’t hesitate to push himself deep inside of you without a warning, the space now being filled with both of your contented groans.

“Holy fuck,” He breathed, head tilted back as he grinned at the sight in front of him.

You with your mouth hung open, murmuring his name as you took his cock like the good fucking girl that you were.

“Takin’ me so well, angel,” He praised, “Baby, so fuckin’ tight, mhmm.” He placed sloppy kisses between your jaw and the line of your neck, grunting as he pounded his cock in and out of you with a speed that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

You were lost in him now, lost in the pure passion and affection Eddie provided you. You never felt this fucking good; you never felt this fucking close to him, breathing heavily as you struggled to keep your eyes open.

Everything was so fucking intense that you could barely breathe.

“Look at how well your sweet cunt is takin’ me in.” Eddie moaned, watching the way his cock disappeared into you, nuzzling him with your warmth.

“Fuckfuckfuck. S’fuckin’ warm, honey.” He muttered the deeper he pushed into you, and your walls were quick to clench around his throbbing cock.

You arched your back into him as you rocked your hips toward him.

You wanted him deeper and deeper, faster and faster, his every moment was euphoric, and you needed him, more and more.

He was making you greedy.

God, you wanted to hate him so fucking bad.

He groaned at your impatience, relished in the way you grunted your hips more into his cock, he chuckled smugly. “Greedy baby,” He muttered.

You ignored his taunting while you begged for more.

“Shut up,” You murmured, teasing him back.

And it was a huge mistake.

He cursed as he pulled out of you, and you whined at the emptiness, “Shit, shit, ‘m sorry” You whispered, but he ignored you, continuing his teasing while all you could do was thrash beneath him.

“Pleasepleaseplease,” You begged, causing him to smirk down at you.

And even though your pleas were heavenly, Eddie was in no mood to stray away from you, he needed to be inside of you.

He needed to feel your walls hugging his cock, he needed to be as close to you as he possibly could.

“I would never say no to you, doll.” He mocked, rocking his hips into you with such force that the whimper that slipped past your lips was sinful.

“All fuckin’ mine, yea?” He whimpered needily, and you nodded without hesitation, even though you both knew that wasn’t true.

You shuddered underneath him; he was filling you to the brim, and you cherished every fucking second of it.

“Eddie…” You barely let out a breath; the pleasure and sensation of each of his movements overwhelmed you.

He cooed, “S’stuffed with my cock that you can barely speak, doll?” He asked mockingly.

You nodded without hesitation, eyes squeezed shut. “I—Fuck…” Your head was dizzy, incoherent babbles were the only thing that escaped your lips, and Eddie knew, he knew you were close by the way your legs trembled.

“Fuck… honey—I know.” He purred cockily, his hips pushing further into you with a glorious thrust. “I feel the same, baby.” He groaned when you clenched around him again.

“My perfect girl.” He muttered as he continued his pace, his cock rocking into you further and faster—as if it were possible—earning low pleads from you in return.

“I never—I never thought being with someone could ever feel this way,” He whispered into your ear.

Don’t let him get to you; don’t fucking let his words get to you.

But fuck—does everything with him feel so fucking good.

“But, shit, you’re so different…” He muttered, his pace continuing as he grunted between his sentences.

“You’re so fucking different.” You avoided his gaze, the emotion it held was too fucking much for you to handle.

You tried to ignore it, tried to ignore the way you felt the hot tears streaming down your cheeks. Your emotions were a mess.

It felt good, and he felt good; his words, his fucking cock inside of you, everything felt so fucking good. It was the temporary fix you needed.

“Don’t do this to me, Munson.” You barely let out, he could feel your thighs trembling.

“I…I never felt this way before… Jesus—Fuck.” The rocking motion of his hips became rougher each time he spoke; you were clenching around him, getting tighter and tighter, driving the both of you into insane heights of pleasure.

“I think I lo—” You snapped from your hazy state of pleasure; each of his words was like a stab at your fresh wound, the one he fucking created.

“Don’t,” You warned him sternly, interrupting before he could get another vowel out.

"Don’t fucking finish that sentence. Don’t do that with me.”

“I know you. It's not working on me." You whispered.

“But—” He pleaded, and you interrupted again.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean, don’t ruin this.” The words were harsh as they left your lips.

“Don’t say things to make me doubt this, to make it harder for me to leave.” There was such a vulnerability in your voice that he couldn't help but want to protest.

He wanted to tell you that it was all fucking true. That he was so fucking in love with you that he was sure he lost his mind.

Yet, you don’t let him speak, you don’t let his words fool you, not again.

You kiss him in a dizzyingly rough motion just to shut him up.

His skin slaps against yours, rough, as if he’s trying to take his frustrations out, and you let him, you let him pound into you senselessly. You let his cock drive into you further, not stopping until he’s sure he’s stuffed you to the brim.

“Eddie, fuck!” You mumble into his lips; your brows are drawn together, and he knows—he knows you are close.

“Are you gonna cum, baby?” He cooed, and you nodded quickly. “Cum for me, honey.” He encouraged, not stopping his pace as he roughly thrusted his cock inside of your throbbing cunt one last time.

A gush of wetness pulsed out of you when you released around him, the strength of your orgasm was enough to choke you out, and white-hot flashes blurred your vision as he watched you in awe.

He wasn’t far behind, as the strained moans that escaped your throat drove him closer to the edge.

“Shitshit—s’fuckin’ perfect.” He grunted. The way your cunt convulsed around him was too much for him to handle. He slammed inside of you one last time.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck—” He growled against your hair as he came, his cock shrivelled inside your cunt, pulsing as he coated your walls with his warm cum, fucking his release inside of you.

The two of you stayed like that for a hot minute, bodies tangled to each other, both minds fuzzy as both of you tried to catch your breath.

You could feel tears brimming your eyes again when the realization hit you.

This was the last time.

And you needed to leave.

As soon as possible.

And that’s exactly what he’s afraid of, afraid of you leaving, forever.

You are quick to shake your thoughts off, quickly getting up to get dressed.

“Don’t,” He mutters, it’s barely audible.

You turn to him with a quizzed look. “Please… Just, please don’t leave.” He begs, it’s the last sight you expect, and the last thing you expect to hear.

And it should feel so fucking satisfying, to know he’s wrapped around your finger, to know he is practically pleading for you. But it doesn’t, it feels so fucking sentimental, and you hate it.

“You knew.” You muttered, putting on the clothes you so carelessly discarded.

“You wanted this to be the last time.” You whispered, not daring to look at him.

“I lied,” He was quick to reply.

“Eddie…” You heaved a sigh.

“Please, just fucking listen to me for once.” He breathed; you’re sure you’ve never heard him this determined.

“I’m a fucking idiot, and I’m the biggest coward in the whole fucking universe, okay?” You turn around to meet his gaze, it’s pitiful and heavy with guilt, and you wish you never cared about him.

You wish you could just throw your feelings away and leave him behind.

“I don’t deserve you!” He exclaimed, causing you to roll your eyes.

“Stop… just stop with the bullshit of making me pity you—” You replied angrily.

But he doesn’t let you finish.

“Look, Y/N. I want that with you, I want something real with you… Shit—more than anything.”

You chuckled, baffled. “Too fucking late for that.” You replied coldly.

“I—it doesn’t have to be!” He spoke, grasping at straws to get you to give him one more chance.

Just one more fucking chance.

“What good will it do?” You whispered.

“You know what I realized?” You asked, putting on your shirt as Eddie gazed at you with need.

“We’re both so beyond fucked up that...” You squeezed your eyes shut.

“Us—” You pointed toward the two of you. “We would never work!” You spat.

“I’m the last fucking girl for a relationship, and you’re the last fucking guy for a relationship.”

“That’s why it would be perfect!” He tried to reason, but you shook your head.

“No—no, it wouldn’t! We’d eat each other alive!” You exclaimed, but Eddie refused.

“So?” He shrugged.

“So? We’d just fight all the time! You really want a relationship that hard?”

“When did you become so fucking afraid to take a risk? A little challenge?” You narrowed your eyes.

He read you like a fucking book. You knew you weren’t afraid of a challenge.

You were afraid of getting hurt.

You were afraid of being more attached to him than you already were.

You were afraid of him running out once you decided to fully commit.

You knew it wasn’t all him; you were messed up in your own fucking way. Avoiding everything that felt too real was your specialty, because you’d rather be aching now than in the near future when he broke your heart again.

If you didn’t leave now, you never could.

“Goodbye, Eddie.” You muttered, shutting out whatever he was saying as you closed the door.

Eddie sat on the bed, alone with himself, and his mind that was spinning with thoughts and his own voice telling him that he fucked up.

He chucked his jacket to the ground as he rubbed his hands along his face in frustration.

He had truly done it this time, he had lost you.

Forever.

But did he have to?

Did he need to be a fucking coward again?

Why would he give up this fucking fast when he didn’t tell you how he even felt?

Eddie got up in a hurry, sprinting toward the party like a man possessed, spinning around each girl he saw in the hopes that it might be you.

“Have you seen, Y/N?” He asked, and the blonde girl pointed toward the porch.

He muttered a quick ‘Thanks’ as he slipped through the bodies in his way as fast as he could, making his way onto the porch with anticipation, eyes glistening the second he spotted you.

You were sat on the cold wooden floor with your face buried into your hands, quiet sniffling was all Eddie heard. And he felt it again—that familiar ache—the same ache he felt the past month, when he couldn’t see you, talk to you, or know how you were doing. It returned instantly when he heard your sobs.

“Hey… hey…” He murmured, causing you to jump as you turned to him with swollen eyes and your mascara was quick to run down your cheeks.

“You’re gonna get cold, honey. Let’s get you up, yea?” He had never been this fucking caring, nor did he ever pine after you this much; he always held back, no matter what storms brewed in his mind.

He extended his arm for you to take, but you glared at him coldly. “What are you doing here, Eddie?”

“I need to talk to you.” He said.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” You muttered, “How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t want to—” Your rant was interrupted by his pleas.

“Please—just don’t say anything and just listen, please.” You sighed.

“Please, Y/N.”

“Fine.” You crossed your arms against your chest, your eyes still glistening with tears.

He inched closer to you. “These thirty fucking days I’ve spent away from you… It’s been torture, Y/N.” He shook his head.

“You—you have no fucking idea the things I did... The things I’ve tried to forget about us... Forget you.” His voice almost cracked, distress overtaking his features. He was sincere, so fucking honest that it was starting to make you afraid.

You couldn’t decide if it was him or the chilly breeze that sent shivers down your spine. “And no matter what I did, I still found myself itching for you. A part of me that I couldn’t fucking kill craved for you… to see you, to call you.”

You’d never seen him like this before.

Eddie was always guarded, all fun and teasing. Always turning serious shit into jokes.

And this was real. The only thing you wanted from him, the only thing you begged that he made a mockery of. The hypocrisy was appalling to you.

You opened your mouth, your brows had already furrowed, and he could tell you were going to curse him out, so he didn’t let you.

“I know… I’m a fucking hypocrite, I get it.” He whispered, and your eyes almost widened.

How the fuck did he read you that easily?

“And I’m so fucking sorry for everything I said.” He ran his hands through his curls, almost tugging them out for being an idiot.

“I was afraid, okay?” He heaved a sigh, hand ruffling through his messy hair.

You didn’t want to ask him what he was afraid of because you knew—because you were afraid of the same thing.

Your lips trembled with need; no words dared to come out of them.

“I was so fucking scared because I did the first thing we promised not to do.” He squeezed his eyes shut. You knew how bad he was with his feelings; you couldn’t even believe that he had made it this far.

“I think—No, I know.” He shook his head.

“I really fell for you.” He was ripping open your chest now, holding your heart out. Telling you he felt the same. A gasping, quiet noise escaped your lips; this was all you wanted—needed.

You’ve been this close to Eddie countless times before; hell, he probably fucked you at a much closer distance countless times before, but this was intimate.

“And I realized... I could lose everything in this fucked up world.” He took a deep breath, his face so close to yours that you could sense it. Sense every emotion radiating from his body��the vulnerability, the pain.

Each beat of your heart was like a drumroll against your chest; everything you longed for was there, a breath away from you.

“But not you. Oh god, not you.” His brows knitted together in a painful expression, and his voice was barely audible as he looked at you with a gaze that held you as the center of his universe.

You wanted to kiss him; you wanted his soft lips to graze against yours; you wanted to sob into him, melt into him, and become complete with him.

“W—what are you saying?” You asked, and you knew the answer, but you needed that confirmation, you needed those three words to leave his lips.

“I love you.” He said without hesitation, and you couldn’t help the childish grin that formed on your face, mirroring Eddie’s.

“I—You do?” You stuttered.

“Yeah… I love you so fucking much that it’s embarrassing, really.” He chuckled, still not able to comprehend your expressions; you looked… frozen.

“You, uh, you don’t have to say it back.” He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, all of this was so fucking new to him. What was he supposed to do now? Kiss you? No, no, no... He couldn’t do that because you didn’t say it back.

“I’m sorry, shit, uhm—I honestly have no fucking clue what I’m doing,” He stuttered.

You gave him a warm smile. “I’d say you are doing well,” You whispered, scrunching your nose.

“Yeah?” He returned the smile—that goddamn smile that brought out his dimples.

God, you wanted to kiss him.

“You’re making it so hard for me to leave.” You muttered, turning around to take a breath as you shook your head.

Eddie sighed, hands quick to find yours as he turned you to face him. “Then don’t leave. Stay.”

His past words didn’t matter, and how your relationship started didn’t matter. None of it mattered now because Eddie was ready, ready to give himself fully to you. And he looked at you like you were the only thing that mattered.

It was now or never. You heaved a sigh of breath as you looked into his eyes; you couldn’t help yourself. How could you not utter those words back to him?

“Jesus…When I told Robin that I was ready to fall in love again, I didn’t mean with you.”

You barely gave him any time to process your words as you smashed your lips with his.

It was as if passion was dripping from every move; it felt so fucking different to have this many emotions carrying your actions.

Before you could further it, taste him fully, Eddie pulled back slightly. You whined at the loss of contact. “Wait, wait, wait.” The words slipped past his lips quickly, eyes widening at your words.

“You—you? You are…?” He asked, baffled. He didn’t expect you to say it back.

He expected you to hate him forever. The thought of someone loving him was unfamiliar to him, especially to the extent that you did. Healing his fears without realizing it.

Your lips quirked into a smile. Why was he so idiotically cute?

You nodded, affirming him.

“Say it, please,” He pleaded, hands gentle as they cupped your cheeks. The look he gave you was mellow and your face tilted as you melted into his tender touch.

“I love you,” You muttered, eyes glinting with all the unspoken feelings you’ve been containing.

“Again.” A grin overtook his lips, and his widened eyes didn’t falter, shock and pure bliss apparent was written all over his face.

“Please,” He implored, brows softening each time you gave him that pretty smile.

“Soooo needy.” You narrowed your eyes jokingly.

“I love you,” You repeated, your gaze lingering on his honey-glazed eyes.

“Aren’t you a fucking dream?” You giggled, the dimples on his left cheek were pretty, he was so pretty.

“I love you more, honey.” He whispered, smashing his soft lips against yours.

And you invite him in to patch up the wounds he made, to give you the world, to love you fully; knowing that the blind faith transcended into something real, something worth worshiping.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson x you #fuckboy!eddie munson #fuckboy!eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #modern!eddie munson

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Knight In shining armour • Felix Catton x Reader

Request - MAKE A FIC WHERE FELIX IS COMFORTING READER AFTER SHE’S HOSPITALIZED CAUSE SHE DRANK THE LACED CHAMPAGNE BUT DIDNT DIE JUST GOT REALLY SICK PLEASE PLEASE!!!🫶🏻

Warnings - 18+ Smut, Oral (M&F receiving, PinV, Oliver being a creep, Drugging

When y/n awoke without Felix next to her it wasn’t out of the ordinary. Felix typically got up before her to go in hai morning

“Morning Darling.” Elspeth said as y/n approached at the table adorned In Felix’s jumper and her usual bed shorts

“Good morning.” She said with a smile while Duncan brought out her usual of scrambled eggs while she made her way to the breakfast bar grabbing her usual multiple spoons of fruit and few slices of toast.

“Felix and Oliver have headed out of the day so I thought you might like to accompany me and Venetia into town to get costumes for the party tomorrow.” Elspeth said taking a sip of her coffee her eyes not leaving y/n as she walked back to the table

“I’d love to.” Y/n said taking a sip of her orange juice “it’s been far too long since the three of us did anything without Felix.” She added while Venetia laughed

“It would be nice to see you without my brother attached to your hip for once.” Y/n blushed slightly, everyone adored how inseparable the couple were especially Elspeth, she loved seeing how smitten her son was, the way he doted on his girlfriend she just adorned how in love he was.

“Don’t listen to her you two are just darling together.” Elspeth said making y/n smile as she finished up her breakfast before rushing off to get ready for the day.

After hours of walking around the streets of London the three girls got back to saltburn. Y/n walked into Felix room to see him sat on the bed as she carried in multiple bags

“Oh Fi I got us the best costumes for tomorrow you’re going to love it honestly.” She began before she realised something was right

“Darling, what’s wrong?” Y/n put the bags down walking over to him as he looked up at her with tears in his eyes “oh my pretty boy, whatever’s the matter.” Felix took a deep breath as he pulled y/n into his lap

“Ollie lied… about everything.” Felix whispered as her hands came to his face wiping his tears away “I mean everything baby, the stuff with his parents… his dad is alive.” The last four words felt like a bullet In her chest.

“Oh.” Was all she said and Felix knew how hurt she was just from that. Y/n had bonded with Ollie over the loss after she lost her dad a few months prior. She didn’t want to believe that someone could be so cruel.

“I’m so sorry pretty girl.” Felix said as tears rolled down her cheeks

“Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything wrong.” She asked her bottom lip quivering it was taking everything in her not to breakdown sobbing

“I brought him into our lives… I should have known.” Y/n shook her head before kissing him softly

“It’s not your fault.. how were you to know” She mumbled into the kiss before pulling away. She wiped the few stray tears that feel onto his cheeks away before standing back up and clearing her throat.

“Now back to those costumes.”

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“God baby, you look so fucking hot.” Felix said as y/n came out of the bathroom in her costume. The same gold wings in his back adorned her. The bra, skirt and matching wings combo leaving very little to the imagination. the pair dressed as a Greek god and Goddess which Felix would argue she is regardless of the costume.

“You’re the sweetest.” Y/n leaned up to kiss Felix who’s hands instantly began to roam her body “Fi as much as I would love to stay in your room all night you mother will kiss us if we don’t show after all the effort she’s put into this.”

“Don’t really feel like celebrating.” Felix said his hands on her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck

“I know baby, I’ll make you a deal well go down there and show our faces for a while, have a few drinks and then I’ll finally let you show me round that maze yeah?” She suggested with an innocent smile on her face but the suggestion was far from innocent

“Get moving then pretty girl.” He said wasting no more time making sure to slap her arse as they walked out of his bedroom and down to where the party had already began

“Wow don’t you look hot.” Venetia said as y/n and Felix walked over to her hand in hand the music was already thumping as Elspeth walked over handing the pair a glass of champagne each making sure to tell them how cute there matching costumes are.

“Our dear cousin is out back with something to make this party a little more fun for us.” Venetia said watching the way Felix eyes lit up as he pressed a kiss to his girlfriend’s temple before hurrying off.

The pair had managed to avoid Ollie so far that evening while drinking their way through bottle after bottle of whatever they could get their hands on. Felix had hardly taken his hands off her the whole evening when she suggest a late night stroll, although he knew what she was really suggesting.

The couple made their way outside into the cool summers air, the alcohol in their veins doing more than enough to keep them warm.

“You know the way right baby?” Y/n asked as they neared the entrance of the entirely pitch black maze while Felix had stopped to plant sloppy kisses all over her neck mumbling for her not to worry as she ran her hands through his hair.

Felix took the lead their laughter echoing against the labyrinthine walls, stumbled forward, hand in hand. The scent of blooming flowers lingered in the air as they weaved through the twists and turns, their steps becoming a delightful dance of tipsy synchronicity. Every few steps, he paused, their laughter bubbling over into kisses that tasted of desperation mixed with booze.

“My feet hurt.” Y/n mumbled into the kiss as she kicked off her shoes making her even smaller than her boyfriend who always towered over her.

“Not much longer pretty.” Felix said interlocking there hands once again as they continued into the darkness. The maze, a playground for their intoxicated affection, led them to its heart, where, surrounded by the fragrant maze walls, they shared a final, lingering kiss.

“Wow s’lot bigger than I imagined.” Y/n joked looking up at the statue in the center that towered over the pair of them

“The only thing you should be sayings big is me.” He joked as she rolled her eyes in the moonlight cocking her head to the side as she pulled him closer by the buckle of his belt

“Pretty heard to say that when I’ve got my mouth full.” She teased as she dropped to her knees staring up at him while she fumbled with his belt

“God pretty girl you’re killing me.” And just as he was about to have his way with her a loud snap came from a few yard away

“What was that.” She stopped in place much to his dismay

“S’nothibg baby.” Felix’s hands made there way into her hair as she looked up at him pouting slightly but ultimately brushing it off as she continued undoing his belt and pulling his jeans and underwear down just enough to pull him out of his underwear

Y/n wrapped both of her hands around the bottle of his length her eyes never leaving his as she kitten licked the tip. Felix let out a shaky breath making him tremble in his spot gripping her hair tighter. Her tongue swirled around his tip before she took him into her mouth her head bobbing up and done and she took more for him each time.

“Fuck just like that.” Felix groaned as her throat tightened around him as she gagged slightly briefly coming up for air before wrapping her mouth around him again she moaned around him as he let our a rather loud moan

“Such a good girl.” He groaned which only encouraged her she kept up her exact pace feeling him tense in her throat.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum.” He said mere seconds before he finished in her mouth with a groan watching as she swallowed him and licked up any mess. Flashing an innocent smile just to top it off.

“God what are you doing to me y/n.” Felix waisted no time tucking himself back into his boxers as he scooped her up placing her on the base of the statue wasting no time attacking there lips as he stood between her thighs his lips trailed down to her neck she let out a soft wine as he found her sweet spot

“Up.” He mumbled into her neck telling her lift her ass up so he could pull her underwear down shoving them into his back pocket while he continued sucking marks on her neck.

He left a trail of open mouthed kisses down her chest to right were she needed him the most before pressing a kissed against her clothed heat “please.” she moaned he smirked looking up at her once more as if he was asking permission

“Fi.” She wined once more before he blew hot air over her swollen clit before diving in. his tongue traced her folds before he lapped at her clit. Y/n’s back arched, electricity bolting through her nerves. Her hands flew to tug at his hair as he lapped at her clit feverishly so Desperate to taste her. He caught her off guard slipping a digit into her, groaned into her when your legs locked around his head, securing him in place. Not that he needed it. He’d stay here forever if she’d let him.

“Please Fi .” She moaned his fingers pumped in and out of her while his tongue made work on her clit. her thighs tremble and eyes roll back into her head. One hand grip the Stone she was sat on her knuckles white, while the other tugged at his locks. The pressure in her abdomen built but so does something else, something deeper at the same time. Felix took note pulling away

“you taste just Devine pretty thing, but not so fast I’m not finished with you yet.” He said as she whimpered at the loss of contact.

She watched as he pulled himself out of his boxers leaning down it kiss her again before he lined himself up with her entrance before he sank into her both of them gasping at the feeling.

“fuck, you feel so good,” he moaned. She was appreciative of his slow thrusts her constant wines were evident of that.

Y/n’s legs wrapping around his waist pulling him closer as his hips rocked back and forth

“Faster.” She groaned in his ear as she clenched around him. His free hand moving to wrap around her throat squeezing slightly as his hips moved faster.

Y/n opened her eyes for a few seconds spotting someone in the distance. She let out a gasp pushing Felix off her as she attempted to cover herself

“Ollie what the fuck!” She said as she realised who had been watching them. Felix fumbled to cover himself up before protectively standing in front of y/n.

“What the fuck is wrong with you Ollie.” He said while y/n grabbed into his arm

“We need to talk.” Ollie slurred as he made his was over to the couple. Y/n climbed down off the statue staying hid behind her boyfriend

“You’re a fucking liar Ollie.” Felix said as Ollie got closer and closer

“How could you Ollie, after I confided in you.” Y/n said snatching the bottle of champagne out of his hand chugging most of what was left

“I know I’m so sorry y/n… I really am.” He said but she just shook her head and walked away from the pair cradling the bottle as she wobbled while she listened to Felix and Ollie argue

“You need to leave Ollie.” Felix said his eyes flickering to y/n was was now slightly hunched over

“You’re still my friend? We’ll all still be friends right?” Felix didn’t give him an answer before he rushed over to y/n which Ollie took as his que to leave

“Felix.” She said as she started to go dizzy. Y/n reached out for him while he grabbed onto her

“I don’t feel good.” She whispered before her legs gave way. Alarmed, Felix scooped her up in his arms, concern etching his face.

“Stay with me, baby.” Y/n mumbled something drowsy, her eyes struggling to stay open. Felix, with a sense of urgency, began navigating the maze's twists and turns running as fast as he could carry her

“No baby keep your eyes open.” He said as he held her head up with one hand. As he neared the house he spotted Elspeth seeing a group of her friends off by there cars

“Mum!” He yelled out catching her attention, noticing the distress, she rushed over, her face turning from joyous to concerned.

“I don’t know what happened, no baby keep your eyes open for me.” Felix said once again noticing the way she was struggling to stay conscious “y/n, look at me.” He said as Elspeth rushed them towards the car calling out of Duncan.

Felix sat y/n in the back seat sliding in next to her while his mother told him she’d get the rest of the family before telling Duncan to drive to the hospital as fast as he possibly could while she climbed into the passenger seat.”

“M’tired.” Y/n mumbled incoherently as she fell limp into Felix said

“I know baby, I know but you’ve gotta Stay awake for me.” Felix’s heart was in his throat he felt like he couldn’t breathe.

“Felix, what happen? Did she take something?” Elspeth asked Felix had never shook his head so quickly

“No mum, she would never. she was fine a few minutes ago.” He said the panic in his voice evident he head tears in his eyes as y/n kept mumbling nonsense to him.

“Love you Fi” He heard her say before she fell unconscious

“Drive fucking faster!” He yelled hitting the back of the seat as he tried to shake her awake but it wasn’t working

“Calm down Felix we’re almost there.” Elspeth said in reality she was also just as panicked. She loved y/n like her own she couldn’t bare the thought of something happening to her.

“I can’t fucking calm down!” He yelled and as soon as they turned into the hospital Felix wasted no time rushing her inside begging for help. Multiple doctors came rushing over taking him from her arms discussing things amongst themselves.

Felix stood frozen in the middle of the room, the weight of fear anchoring him to the spot. The harsh light overhead accentuated the pallor of his face as doctors fired questions about what happened with his collapsed girlfriend. His voice caught in his throat, and his limbs felt like lead, rendering him incapable of articulating the events that led to this moment. The fear consumed him, the uncertainty of y/n’s well-being tightening its grip. Just when the anxiety threatened to suffocate him, the hospital door opens and Elspeth entered, a comforting presence amidst the clinical sterility. Her eyes met Felix's, conveying a silent reassurance that he wasn't alone in this ordeal. In that shared gaze, a glimmer of strength returned to Felix, grounding him in the support of his mother amid the overwhelming uncertainties of the hospital room.

Elspeth took over the questioning answering every question she possibly could as a nurse took Felix into the waiting room where he sank into one of the chairs terrified for y/n’s life. A few minutes later Venetia, his dad and Farleigh came rushing into the room. No one said a word.

Venetia took a seat next to her brother taking his hand in hers trying to offer him some sort of comfort in the horrific moment. The reality of the situation had completely sobered him up the adrenaline of the alcohol wearing off.

“Felix, darling have some water.” Elspeth said handing Felix a plastic cup that she had filled with the water sat off to the side of them. His hands shook as he took a sip of the water finally speaking up for the first time since he’d let the doctors take y/n from his arm.

“I won’t be able to live if something happens to her.” It was almost a whisper but everyone heard it

“She’s going to be okay.” Farleigh not only told Felix but also himself and everyone in the room for that matter all of them having the same sinking feeling.

“But what if it’s not.”

In the hush of the hospital waiting room, Felix ensnared in a web of anxiety, perched on the edge of a hard plastic chair. His knees are caught in a restless rhythm, an involuntary dance fueled by the uncertainty of y/n’s condition. The minutes stretch like elastic as he nervously glances at the clock, each tick amplifying the echo of his worries.

Unable to contain the nervous energy, Felix succumbs to the urge to pace back and forth across the linoleum floor. His steps are uneven, a physical manifestation of the emotional turbulence swirling within. The harsh fluorescent lights cast shadows that play on his strained expression, the weight of concern etched across his face.

Meanwhile, His family huddles nearby, attempting to offer solace in whispered words and gentle touches. Their eyes mirror his apprehension, but they muster comforting smiles and attempts at casual conversation, striving to create a shield against the suffocating atmosphere of the waiting room.

The air is thick with anticipation, each passing second an agonizing reminder of the unknown. Felix, caught between the pull of hope and the gravity of fear, finds solace neither in the uncomfortable chair nor the sterile surroundings. All that matters is the impending news about y/n’s well-being, an answer that lingers just out of reach, teasing the frayed edges of his nerves. What felt like an eternity later a doctor came into the room everyone’s attention on them

“I’m Doctor Robinson I’m y/n’s doctor Today.” The woman started but before she could get another word out Felix croaked

“Is she okay?”

“Y/n is doing better than we could have hoped for her case, you did the right thing getting her here when you did. Her toxicology came back and it looks like she ingested a lethal amount of benzodiazepines which we believe after conversation with Elspeth to be as a result of spiking in something she will have drank at the party this evening.” The doctor explained everyone felt a weight lifted off there shoulders as they said she was doing better

“Can I see her?” Felix asked

“She’s not awake yet, however you are more than welcome to sit at her bedside until she does wake up.” Felix shoot up out of his seat almost instantly the others silently agreeing to let him go alone as he followed the doctor to her room.

Felix heart broke as soon as he walked into the room seeing y/n laying there with multiple IVs stuck in her arm. He chocked back his tears as he made his way to sit next to her taking his hand in hers.

At what felt like only moments later as if she was awoke by his presence she was finally conscious again. Felix kiss the back of her hand as he thanked god for keeping her safe

“Hey pretty.” He whispered softly as a few tears rolled down his cheeks she smiled softly at him squeezing his hand

“Hi.” She croaked out her eyes half open. Her entire body ached as she reached out to wipe his tears away “Don’t cry Fi, I’m okay.”

“You scared me so much baby.” He said as more tears rolled down his cheeks

“god if you had - but I didn’t and I’m okay.” She said knowing where his train of thought was going. She shuffled herself to one side of the bed making room for Felix next to her as she patted the spot which he waisted no time climbing into

“Did they tell you what happen?” She asked as she got comfortable on his chest as Felix petted her head. Felix let out a sigh not sure how to approach the topic.

“The doctors said you had a lot of benzodiazepines in your system.” Felix started and he felt her tense up

“What- I don’t do that kinda thing… I’d never.” She said as tears rolled down her cheeks

“I know baby I know, mum knows that too everyone knows you’re not like that.” He whispered y/n had always made it gleaming obvious she didn’t like the idea of every taking drugs while she never judged those who did she couldn’t bare the thought of losing herself to drugs the way her father did.

“Then how?” She asked knowing exactly how but she needed him to say it

“The doctors think something you drank was spiked.” Felix said and her heart sank. Saltburn was supposed to be a space space where she didn’t have to worry about stuff like that. A place where nothing bad could possible happen.

“You don’t think…” she started and Felix knew exactly what she was hinting at. Ollie. The only thing she had drank that she hadn’t opened the bottle or poured herself was the champagne she snatched from his hands.

“I… I Really fucking hope not.” Felix whispered just as Elspeth and everyone knocked at the door wanting to check in y/n themselves

“Oh darling, I’m so glad You’re okay. You had us all worried sick.” Elspeth said rushing over to y/n’s bedside who gave her a weak smile

“Is there anything we can do or get you?” James said standing next to his wife placing a comforting hand on her shoulder

“I would really just like to go home.” Y/n said and just as Venetia was about yo say she’d go speak to the doctor Felix spoke up

“No, you can’t go home yet.” He began looking down at her “you need to stay here and get better.”

“Fels, I’m okay I just need to rest.” y/n said just as her doctor walked into the room

“Ah y/n, glad to see you’re awake.” She began as she picked up her chart from the end of the bed “I’m sure Felix here told you, we found a lethal amount of benzodiazepines in your system which is what caused you to lose consciousness. If it wasn’t for your lovely family getting you here when they did we’d be looking at a very different outcome.” Y/n squeezed Felix’s hand softly nodding to what the doctor was telling her.

“For now I suggest you go home and rest up take it easy for a few day, which I’m sure everyone in this room will see too that you do and make sure you’re drinking plenty of fluids.” Y/n looked up at Felix while the doctor went to collect the discharge papers

“See baby, I told you I’m okay.” She said as he leaned down to kiss her softly

“I’m so glad you’re okay pretty.”

“Well Im lucky I have you, my knight in shining armour.”

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❄︎ all characters are 19+ y/n being 20, second female character being 19, and male character being 21, contains swearing and mentions of violence ❄︎

•unedited•

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑…

Three weeks passed since the event with your “sister” and you didnt know how to feel. Life felt like a fever dream and as you sat down sadly in your college dorm, you received a dm, from Connie.. ?

You two had chemistry, well chemistry wasn’t the word, maybe advanced biology.. he was the type to make you think that he was all about you in private during your late high-school years, and then act like you were nothing more than friends in public. Considering that you two were friends, you couldn’t tell whether you were really trippin bout the way he acted or if you just caught feelings while he didnt. So for your own peace, you un-added him and went no contact. This went on for three years until tonight.You opened your inbox and the message read:

“long time no talk..heard niggas spreading shit bout you that aint sit right.. tell me wassup my heart.”

Your heart dropped.. the fuck was he talking about you like that for? HE CHEATED! WITH YOUR SISTER AT THAT!!

“Fuck it” you thought and began typing your paragraph..

𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

You remembered the footsteps that entered your household, and it was her.. Your sister, Nataly and your newly EX BOYFRIEND entering your home, your safe haven. She was greeted with stares from her father, brother and yourself. “How could you do that to your sister?” Your father asked? His tone was low, and he seemed hurt for you, but this was no regular empathy, this was trauma.His face seemed as if he had seen one thousand years worth of pain and heartbreak, and it broke him to know that his daughter, his baby was just like the person who had hurt him. History repeats itself no?

“Y/n I’m not here to ask for your forgiveness but I did come here to apologize-“ before he could finish his sentence, his face was met with your fathers fist, his blood flew through the kitchen, spreading along the kitchen floor like wet fresh paint. The crunch of Ony’s nose filled the room which was followed by a gut wrenching scream.. He had no time to talk or explain himself. You would have never expected your father to move so quickly considering his size and weight but it seemed as if he took his anger out on the boy. The boy who looked too much like the one who betrayed him and slept with his gold digging…wife, his cousin. After your brother pried your father and ex apart, Ony was unconscious, and your father’s once dark blue polo almost looked the same shade as midnight, and was soaked..

You watched your sister to see how she would react, would she try to help him? Ask daddy “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?” in the voice she uses when she doesn’t get what she wants? But to your surprise, she tried to hug you, grabbing your hands and repeating “It was only twice.. it only happened twice.” Your brother must have seen the glint in your eye which caused him to act faster than you could, separating you and your sister before she got a matching broken nose.. “OH SO IM PEACE-MAKER TODAY HUH?” he repeated, pacing up and down the kitchen. “AWWWEEE SHITTTT IM GOING TO JAIL I GOT FINGER PRINTS ALL ON THIS BITCH- YO POP YOU MURDERED HIM- NIGGAS NOT EVEN BREATHING-“ his tattooed hands touched his waves, rubbing his face and fanning himself dramatically.

“You’re dead to me” you said to Nataly. And it was the last thing you remembered before leaving your home in a frenzy. “why does this shit happen to me god?” you pleaded in your car, eyes too swollen to drive causing you to pull over and take a break. After that, your memory was foggy, you did make it home though and skipped school for a week after..

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭

You found that your conversation with Connie lasted for hours, then led to an instagram facetime, then let to an actual facetime, to talking every day for the next month, being shady to Ony together, throwing subs on social media about him, and having study sessions. Over this month, your time in the empty lecture halls with him were the best, being alone in a big room with someone who you “weren’t supposed to be with” always turned you on.. or maybe you were just a little perv, but Connie noticed this. He noticed this as he sat next to you instead of across from you one day, how you looked at his lips and not his eyes when he got the correct answer. You purposely told him that you would reward him if he passed his exam which he did, knowing exactly what you had in mind. He noticed how your soft plush lips eased into his as if they craved the intimate privacy that they once despised, craving the secrecy that caused your situationship to fail. Your slick coated your dark brown g-string under your long skirt that was now hiked up, as you sat on his lap, the way he played with your nipple piercing remembering how everyone said it was dumb to get just one but it fit you so well. This was his first time touching you this way in years, and he would make this a moment to remember. Although he wanted to continue, he stopped to wash his hands at the lab sink before he began, and then came back to finish your lewd scene. You sat patiently waiting for him to finish and this gave you time to think about your actions. Were you doing this because of Ony? No, so why do you feel so nervous?

He turned around and returned to his seat, kissing your skin which sent tingles up your spine, calming you down, but you still had something on your mind and it made your balls blue. Your high came down and as usual, he noticed. Knowing Connie for as long as you did, his maturity was now visible and in that moment he promised that you’d be his number 1. It was hard to trust niggas now-a-days but what did you have to lose? If all hell breaks loose just wait until it freezes over and go about your life as you did before him. So being you, it was easy to agree but even harder to believe him, but you ignored it. You knew yourself well and if he didn’t treat you how you were supposed to, then he’d be gone. The heat between you went back to its intensity as he deepened the kiss, leaving hickies around the open skin on your chest above your tube top. Your legs fluttered open at his touch and you felt his erection almost burning into the fat of your ass, he slowly put his fingers back inside of you, thrusting while curving his fingers inside of you, hitting your sweet spot. You could feel yourself coming to your high, gripping onto his shoulders riding his fingers, begging for his touch and affection. You pulled at his studded earlobe with your teeth as his erection stimulated your clit. You found yourself tugging on his sweats, begging to be touched by him… You slid your hand into his ethikas, pulling out his cock, it twitched while you rubbed his pink tip that was already lubricated with his pre cum. You played with the plump of his pink lips while you grounded yourself onto his dick, sinking your way onto him. You both were on the edge and near to cum, so you weren’t surprised when he bucked his hips into you before you could gain your senses. You lost control of your body as it bucked in return, matching his pace and his sloppy rythm. “Fuckkkkkk con- shit” you rubbed his shoulders as you felt your high approaching.

“You take this dick good huh ma-“ he grunted, his rhythm now inconsistent as he slowed down, edging the both of you. You felt as if you were on cloud nine, the way he caressed your skin, touching you in the places that were left cold by your ex… rubbing his favorite spots on your body. His tongue grazed against your own, swirling in the pool of your saliva, he bit your lip causing you to jump slightly. He laughed while kissing the both of your cheeks, his thumb re-located to your clit, rubbing faster and harder, pressing down against your sweet spot as you whined against his hips.

“Connie! I’m cumminggggg, oh my-“ You grabbed his body for support as you felt him release inside of you, he gripped your hips, holding you still as you jerked against him, still in the after shock of your orgasm.

“Hold on y/n- shittt” he whispered as he felt his seed leak out of you. He slightly moved his hips, pushing the other half of his girth that couldn’t fit inside of you. As it kissed your cervix, you felt your eyes roll back…but there was another pair watching you.You both heard shushed voices outside of the door, forgetting the time and how the night classes started at 8pm… it was currently 9:30 and by the grace of God no one entered the lecture hall whilst you and connie had your randevu.

“shit the time-“ you mumbled, quickly hopping off of him, loosing balance instantly as he held you up. You grabbed some wipes that sat in the inner pocket of your telfar, and cleaned you both up to the best of your ability. You couldn’t control the giggles that left your mouth as you fled the crime scene, but that night liberated you.

𝟏𝟐:𝟎𝟎𝐚𝐦

Connies head rested on your chest as it rose and fell,he slept as you were left alone with your thoughts. You didn’t regret what happened and were looking forward to a future with him..but who’s eyes were it that you felt?…..

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐟𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝.

hope yall liked this as much as i DREADED MAKING THIS jkjk..mwahh!~𝓵𝓮𝓵𝓮

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toxic3mmy · 20 days

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prompt: you and alex hate each other but one night of your sleep talking changes everything

warning: slight mature content

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ever since anyone could remember, you and alex hated one another.

the first time you met, he thought you were an annoying pick me, which you definitely were so far from. and you saw alexis as an arrogant prick who only thinks of himself.

the two of you had mutual friends, which was very ironic given how much you couldn’t stand one another.

your friends always ran into the issue where they couldn’t even get the two of you in the same room. it caused plenty of issues for the two of you to be together and so they settled on either not inviting the both of you at all, or the guys sticking together and the girls doing the same. but of course, the entire friend group wanted you guys to finally hash things out so they could all be together.

it was the end of spring and your mutual friends, minx, tina, rubius, and luzu decided that they’d cook up a plan to enjoy the first week of summer together even if you and alex didn’t get along.

the girls would bring the idea up to you, as the boys would to alex, and only mention that all the others would be joining you all in mexico for a few days without mentioning you or alex to the other. they would then say that there’d be three hotel rooms and you would have your own room. alex would also be told that he would be in his own room but in reality, your friends would have you and alex share a room while the others paired up. they all just really hoped that you guys could get to know each other better and maybe then you could all hangout comfortably without worrying about the tension between you and alex.

so it was set. the guys would take a flight an hour earlier than the girls and you all would meet up at the hotel.

it took no longer than a few hours to get to the airport and you were just ready to shower and sleep and visit the beach the next day.

you all finally arrived at the hotel and met with the boys in the lobby. immediately, you saw that annoying ass beanie and you already knew that alex was here too.

“why didnt you tell me alex was coming?” you whispered to tina

she simply shrugged and smiled nervously

“..and yeah, those are the plans for the week. so, any questions before we go to our rooms?” rubius asked as he went through the plans for the trip

“why is she here?”

“why is he here?”

both you and alex said almost in unison

“well.. we all just wanted to be together. and speaking of, y/n and alex you guys will be sharing a hotel room. we’re all hoping you guys can get the chance to get to know each other and get along for once.”

you and alex were silent. you both just wanted to please your friends so you agreed and all headed to your hotel rooms. you and alex were left alone as you walked side by side to your shared room.

“you’re gonna be one annoying roommate during this trip, aren’t you?” alex broke the awkward silence trying to be funny

“can you not.. its bad enough that i have to be in one of the nicest places in mexico but im forced to share a room with you?? like gross..” i rolled my eyes at him

“and you seriously think i want to deal with you for the next few days? this is going to be miserable” he replied

“ditto, bitch” i scoffed

“well, you really are going to be a huge pain in my ass you know??” alex continued to poke at me

“you’re no ray of fucking sunshine, sweetie”

we finally reach our room, i put my bags down and unlock the door. we both walk in and our eyes almost pop out of our heads.

“you have got to be kidding… one bed?! there’s no way im sleeping near you” alex scoffs annoyed

“you’re right alex, i’ll sleep on the bed and you can sleep on the floor like the dog you are”

“i’m not sleeping on the damn floor! i’m taking half the bed at least”

“fine, im feeling generous but you better stay on your side of the bed, don’t even breathe near me”

“what are you, six? i’m taking my half, man” he shakes his head

“if anyone here is a child, it’s you. but either way, stay off my side, ‘kay?” you smile sarcastically at him

“don’t call me that! i know all your insults are projections and you’re just insecure. and you won’t keep me from my rightful side of the bed”

“yeah okay, im insecure, mister ‘i wont ever take my beanie off because im most definitely bald under it’ ” you rolled your eyes

“i have more hair than your entire family, dumbass. and don’t even get me started on your insecurities, little miss constantly talking to guys and flirting when you’ve never even had a real relationship before” alex said as he crossed his arms

“oh, really? at least i talk to guys, and im not all ‘oh, you’re so p-p-p-pretty’ ” you mock him and his stuttering

“shut your mouth! i stutter and so what?? it doesn’t make me insecure, i just have trouble with words, okay?!”

“yeah, okay” you make a hand gesture of a dick going into your mouth, making fun of alex

“wow.. childish much? grow up y/n” he spat at you, sitting down on the bed and unpacking a few things, then scrolling on his phone

“alex?”

“what?”

“go fuck yourself” you smile and flick him off, angrily slamming the restroom door with your things to shower

“back at ya bitch” he said to himself, occupying himself with his phone

you take about thirty minutes to shower, get dressed, and do your nighttime routine. you’re exhausted from the plane ride and from arguing with alex that you’re ready for bed. you put everything away and slip into bed, still ignoring alex.

almost immediately, you fall asleep.

alex looked over at you as if he was going to say something. he saw you were peacefully sleeping so he continued to watch the video he had playing on his phone.

about an hour later, you found yourself deeply asleep but also tossing and turning in bed.

you throw your blanket off of you and mumbled something softly. alex thought you were talking to him so he took off one of his earphones.

he looked over at you and gulped as his eyes were drawn to the revealing pajamas you had on.

“please…” you whispered, talking in your sleep

alex perked up at the sound of your sleepy voice. were you talking to him?

“oh alex…” you practically moaned

his face was now red all over as he heard the sounds you made.

“mmmf, feels so good baby” again, you were sleeping and still a whimpering mess. you tossed and turned some more.

now this definitely gave alex an embarrassingly aching hard on. god, why was this happening? he thought of the grossest things he could to urge the pent up tension in his pants away.

he decided that he would not intervene and he would just go to sleep. so he pulled up your pajamas that were slipping off of you, covered you with the blanket, and laid down on his side. he was having trouble falling asleep as he had you on his mind. he was angry at himself for getting turned on so easily, and even more, he was pissed about how much he liked your sweet little whimpers.

right as he was about to fall asleep, he heard you mumbling again.

“i love you alex” you sighed, still asleep

alex couldn’t believe it. did you really say that? did you mean it or were you just dreaming? either way he decided to shut everything out and sleep.

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the next day you woke up refreshed and ready to see the beautiful city you were in. you were especially excited to visit the beach nearby. you got ready in the bathroom quietly to avoid waking alex.

alex woke up almost half an hour later and you cheerfully greeted him,

“morning ‘lex”

you got nothing in return. you frowned a bit but shrugged it off, assuming that he was still upset about having to share a hotel room with you.

you continued to get ready and finally changed into a cute purple bikini. you had a sheer top over it and some short shorts and also wore some cute platform sandals. the outfit showed off your tramp stamp and hip tattoos perfectly. you felt absolutely hot in this outfit.

you saw that alex still wasn’t ready so you let him know you were meeting tina downstairs and left.

“hey y/n, how was your first night with alex?” tina asked genuinely when you met up with her

“it was okay, we didn’t argue as much as i expected” you laughed

“well that’s some progress, right?” she asked hopeful

“i guess so yeah” you nodded

the two of you decided to meet the others for some coffee at the hotel cafeteria

alex, however, didn’t show

when everyone finished and was getting ready to head to the nearest restaurant for brunch, ruibius wolf whistled loudly at alex’s appearance

“mira que guapo, i might have to take you back to my hotel room tonight before any of the ladies here get their hands on you” he teased and alex laughed softly at him

“yeah, please get him off my hands” you rolled your eyes at alex but he ignored you completely

you shrugged it off thinking he was still upset about being stuck with you

after a brief brunch, the group headed to the beach.

you all happily headed to the beach and laid out your towels and chairs

you had found an outside bar nearby and ordered a drink. you then went back to where your friends were and laid on your chair, enjoying the sun on your skin. you took off your top and your shorts and your body instantly felt cooler.

you laughed and joked with your friends and just enjoyed their company. you noticed that alex wasn’t talking to you but he talked to everyone else and it honestly was nothing out of the ordinary. just as you were thinking of getting another drink at the bar, a tan guy appeared next to you.

“hola, estas bien hermosa y te quiero comprar un coctel. cual te gustaría, nena?” he asked as he took your hand in his, kissing it gently

“oh… lo que sea estará bien.” you blushed slightly as he smiled at you, you couldn’t help but stare at his golden abs. he was hot, there was no denying it.

he left to get you a drink and tina gave you a smirk before saying a short ‘see you later’ and she headed off with the others to take a swim in the beach.

“here you go, nena” the guy handed you the drink and asked, “como te llamas?”

“y/n, what’s your name?”

“me llamo luis, its nice to meet you y/n” he smiled softly

“y/n, i have to talk to you” alex suddenly appeared behind you and luis

“can it wait? im a little busy” you said a bit sternly to him

“no, it’s important” he grabbed your arm and turned to anthony before saying “we’ll be just a minute” he smiled fakely at luis and pulled me aside

“what’s so important that you had to interrupt?”

“put this on” he gave you your shorts and top

“what? why?”

“all these guys are just staring at you! cover yourself up y/n” alex said, annoyed at you

“so what? i can’t help it if i’m sexy”

“shut up.. you don’t understand how guys think. i don’t want anyone to take advantage of you”

“so let me get this straight, first you get upset about being stuck in a hotel room with me, then you ignore me practically all day and now all of a sudden you care about me?? and you’re trying to say i’m being a whore for showing off my body?”

“y/n… it’s really not like that” he sighed

“then what is it like?”

“well… i uh… look im sorry for ignoring you today. i just needed to think about um stuff”

“what stuff?”

“yeah, well no. i don’t know. something happened last night and i didn’t know what to think when it did”

“what happened?”

“did you have any dreams last night?”

“what?” you began to shake a bit because of course you remembered your steamy dream you had that night with alexis in it… but how did he know?

“you were talking in your sleep and um… saying my name and stuff..” alex said slowly, watching your face for your reaction

“oh… yeah um i think you were in my dream but we were uh getting massages together and-and with the um others too…” you said really fast and really nervously

“are you sure? it sounded different.. like you were dreaming of me in a more intimate manner y/n” his face was now so smug and it annoyed you

“are you kidding me?! that’s why you’ve been avoiding me more than usual? it was just a stupid dream! i mean, i even had a wet dream with obama in it once!” you huffed

alex only laughed and shaked his head

……

pt.2????

#alex quackity #alexis quackity #quackity #quackity x reader

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flnpushy · 10 months

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Classic Story...

all birth stories

My old Story: Anna's Birth Struggle Anna had recently graduated and was college bound. Being 18 was fun for Anna and she enjoyed the graduated life. Her boyfriend Tom was also looking forward to college as well, but the two would be separated as they had been accepted to different schools. On the final night before moving away for school, they spent the evening together. Alone. Three months had gone by since the two had been together. Things were going well for him, but no so well for Anna. She was sick most mornings, and just felt off. A couple more weeks went by before she finally called her mom. She told her about her morning sickness and other symptoms. Her mom asked if she had taken a pregnancy test. To that she answered “Are you nuts?” “I’m not pregnant.” A few more days passed, she finally gave in and took a test. The test said she was indeed pregnant. She didn’t believe it so she took another. Same result. She called her mom in disbelief. “Mom I’m Pregnant.” Anna said. “OH my goodness....” Her mother replied. “What about school?” She asked Anna. “I don’t know mom, I don’t know what to do.” Regardless her mom was actually very excited, but Anna was far from excited. She had waited years to go to college and now it was all at risk. She visited the doctor where they confirmed she was about three months along. Much to far to go back now. Anna Couldn’t believe it. A baby? She didn’t want to have a baby! She then had to let Tom know. She didn’t know how he would react. She was very nervous making that call. “Tom, Its me, Your going to be a dad.” Anna said. There was a brief silence on the line.... “Oh my god are you serious?!?” He said excitedly. “Are you mad.” Anna asked. “Of course I’m not mad, Im absolutely ecstatic.” “Why would I be mad Anna, Its my fault your pregnant!” He said. “Oh thank god your happy.” Anna said. “What about our schooling?” “Its ok Anna, we will make it happen no matter what, I’m here for you!” Tom said. Most days Anna had morning sickness and other issues. Pregnancy was not easy for her. Anna was a petite brunette. She was small overall. She has a small frame, tiny arms, and she was only 5 foot 2. She was still just a girl in reality, but she now was going to become a woman faster then she had ever imagined. She continued her studies as best she could. Eventually the ninth month had arrived. Annas belly was like a basketball protruding from her body. Anna knew she would birth at home as this was her wish. Her mom Mary had been preparing thier home for months. Everything Mary could afford to get she got in preparation for the birth. Finally summer break arrived and a very pregnant Anna returned to her home, and Tom did to. One morning Anna awoke early to pains in her belly. This wasnt unusual for her as the baby frequently moved around in her belly causing discomfort. These pains were different however. She felt around the top of her belly. She could feel a little baby foot squirming around within her. Anna was grossed out by the babies movements, she didnt like the idea that a baby was inside her. She was ready to be done, ready to give birth and be back to being a normal girl again. Anna prepared a breakfast and joined her boyfriend Tom on the front porch for a Saturday morning conversation. Tom asked how Anna was doing and knew that she was in some type of pain. “I think it may be happening.” Anna said “Ok honey, lets get things ready.” Tom replied. Tom prepared her bed with clean sheets and comfortable pillows. He also layed out towels in the bathoom and on the bed to catch fluids during the birthing process. A couple hours later Anna was in real pain, labor had begun and her belly squirmed wildly as the baby moved toward the birth canal. The contractions were sharper and shaper and it wasnt long before Anna was really hurting. She layed sprawled out on the couch, trying her hardest to bear

through each contraction. She was wearing a light shirt, bra, and panties. She fought the pain as best she could, but still yelped in pain with each contraction. Tom had read up on birth and was going to school to be a doctor. He figured this would be a good training opportunity.

“My poor baby girl.” Tom said, sitting beside her. Anna continued to struggle through the pain. Anna entered transition, this was the worst pain she had ever faced. “Oh my god, oh oh oh, help me, ahhhhhhh” Anna yelped. She continued her struggle. Till finally transition had ended. The baby was now low in her belly and engaged in her pelvis. “Ok its time to check your cervix to see if you can push.” Tom said Anna sat upon the bed and Tom inserted a finger to check Anna. “Good girl Anna, your right on the money, 10 centimeters!” “So now what do I do?” Anna asked. “Time to push that baby out hun!” Tom replied. “Im scared.” Anna said. “I know baby girl, but its so close to being done now.” Tom said. Anna endured another couple of contractions. She was ready to get over to the bed, but the next contraction brought a tiny gush of fluids. “Whats happening!?!” Anna shrieked. “Your water broke baby, The baby is coming now!” Tom replied. Anna and Tom went to the bed, Anna waddled as it was so strange to her having so much pressure between her legs. They arrived at the bedside. Anna took off her shirt, bra, and panties, then climbed into bed. “Wow look at my beautiful baby girl” Tom said. “You are so beautiful.” “Ok how do I do this.” Anna asked. Tom put several pillows behind his pregnant girlfriends head, he put an absorbent pad under her butt as well. “Lift your butt baby.” Tom said as she slid the pad underneath. “Ok now we wait for a contraction and you push.” Tom said. “I will teach you how to push.” Tom stated. Tom put a finger in her opening. “Feel my finger?” Tom asked. “Yes.” Anna replied. “Ok when a contraction comes, your push like your having a bowel movement right at this spot.” He said “Ok” Anna replied. It was time to put her newly acquired knowledge to the test. A contraction came. “Ok baby, pull your legs up toward your chest and push like your pooping.” Tom instructed. Anna pulled back her little legs and pushed. “Grrrrr.” she grunted out. She then stopped. “Good girl Anna.” Tom said. “Hold those pushes good and long.” Tom stated. Anna pushed again. “mmmmmm grrrrrr ahhhhhh.” She grunted hard. The contraction ended. “Good girl baby!” Tom said. “Now relax.” “How many pushes will I have to do?” Anna asked. “Could be a few minutes, could be a few hours babe.” Tom said. “A FEW HOURS!” Anna yelled. “Yes baby, pushing a baby out is a long process. Your young and small, The baby has to stretch you out to get free.” Tom said. “You will be ok. Just breath and relax.” Another contraction came.

“Ok baby girl, here goes.” Tom said. Anna pulled back her legs and grunted. She pushed good and hard this time, curling her little toes in protest of the pain. “Good push girl! And again!” Tom said. Anna pushed again and again till the contraction was over. “Ok babe, lets see what we can see.” Tom said. Tom used both hands to open her opening. He poked around a bit. ‘“Ok girl, heres a contraction, push hard.” He said Anna pushed with all her strength. “Ohhhh!!! We have something here!” Tom said. “I see something!” Tom said again. “We have a little baby head!” “I wanna see the baby!” Anna said. Tom grabbed a large mirror and placed in in front of her, she then pulled back her opening once more. “Ok push hard and watch the mirror” Tom said. Anna pushed, in the tiny little back of her opening a tiny spot of hair was visible. As the push stopped the spot went away. “Where did my baby go?” Anna asked. “Back in your tummy.” Tom said. “Why in my tummy, I want her out!” Anna stated. “Birth is a two steps forward, one step back process baby. The baby will come out a bit, then go back in a bit, remember she is stretching you out so she can get free.” Tom said. “ I want her out!” Anna said. “Honey, she will come out, you have to push her out. “ Tom said. Anna dropped her legs as the contraction ended. Tom grabbed more pillows as it was a struggle for Anna to push and hold her legs open. He put pillows under Annas legs to support them. Then another contraction came. Anna moaned as she pushed, she struggled and quivered. Her perineum however was starting to bulge a bit with each push. “I’m uncomfortable.” Anna said. “Change positions honey, you have the whole bed.” Tom said. “Try side laying, I’ll support your upper leg when you push.” Anna slowly moved from laying on her back to laying on her side. Her cute little Belly touching the mattress. Another contraction came. Tom supported her upper leg as she began to push again. Anna dug deep and bored down with all her strength, the perineum slowly bulged outward. As the push ended the perineum bulge disappeared. The contraction continued so Anna pushed again. Once again the bulge appeared, and then slowly disappeared as the push ended. “Good girl Anna, your making her move in there!” Tom said. “With every push your helping the baby escape from your womb.” Tom laid down first and let Anna lie down on his lap. He did this to comfort Anna and help her push the baby out. The mirror was positioned so that Anna and Tom could see the progress. Little did Anna know this was just the beginning of the battle. Another round of contractions Hit Anna. Assisted by her boyfriend she began pushing again. Anna drew back her legs and let out a push. She curled her toes as she pushed, her Tummy shook and quivered as she pushed hard to free the baby. Her perineum bulged as she continued to push the baby. The next push brought the bulge out further. It was becoming evident that the baby's head was close to the opening. A few moments later another push came over Anna. She strained and struggled, but her efforts were awarded. She pushed again, the perineum bulged farther this time. Anna continued to struggle, however she was about to be rewarded. As in her vulva, a tiny tuft of hair protruded. “Good Girl baby!” We can see that little Head! Tom said.

As the push came to an end the tuft of hair receded from view. The contraction ended. Anna relaxed in between the waves. Less than a minute later the next contraction started. Tom assisted Anna in drawing her legs back. Anna pushed with all of her strength. The tiny tuft of hair appeared in the opening once more.

“Reach down and touch the baby.” Tom said Anna reached down with her hand, and for the first time touched her baby's head. “Ewww its slippery and gross!” Anna said. Tom just laughed. The next contraction started. Anna Drew back her legs once more and pushed. The baby's head became slightly more visible this time. However as the push ended the baby's head drew back inside of Anna’s tummy. She was so close, but yet so far. When pushing she could see her baby, but the battle was far from over. “Ok baby girl, the next stage is the tricky one. The babies head will fight your perineum to get out. When you push the head will come out, but when you stop it will roll back. The perineum skin will hold the baby inside of you. You must overcome this skin to get the baby out.” Tom instructed. It was time for Anna to dig deep. Her baby's head was stuck in between her legs, and only she could free it. It did not matter how much assistance her boyfriend gave her, it was totally up to her to give birth to the babies head. Anna knew that Tom could not pull the baby from within her. It had to be done on her own. The next contraction came. Anna's Little body strained as she began to push. Below her belly the tiny baby Head was starting to emerge. It seemed so much more fluid in her. The head was more responsive to her pushing now. Even a tiny push had a reaction on the baby. Tom layed behind her and watched the action unfold in the mirror. He was so proud of what his girl was doing, and slightly aroused. Anna pushed again which revealed the baby's head once more, however as she stopped the head receded back in. The battle between baby and skin had begun. Every push moved the head into the opening, but at the end of every push the baby went back inside of Annas tummy. The battle continued. Anna pushed down hard, the baby responded this time, and the head protruded quite far. However with the end of the push the baby went back into her tummy. Anna made tiny moaning sounds as she pushed hard to free her baby. She needed a position change to see if she could push the head free in a different position. Lying on her back was obviously getting her nowhere as the baby continued to go in and out. She once again switched to side lying. Tom supported her upper leg as she pushed. The baby's head came into view then slowly rolled back in as Anna stopped pushing. The little baby head was not coming anytime soon. It's almost as though the baby preferred Annas tiny little Tummy. Anna continued to struggle, but the babies head remained firm in her. It had now been two hours since Anna began pushing. She had made good progress, but the babies head was still within her. The baby had made an appearance several times, but refused to stay in the opening. Anna's Young perineum skin just was not allowing the baby to come forth. Anna was becoming desperate. She wanted the baby out of her badly but no matter how hard she struggled the head would not come free. Still on her side she began to wiggle her tiny hips back-and-forth. “Good girl Anna. Move those hips, it may help her out.” Tom said. “Follow your instincts.” Anna resumed another push. As she wiggled her hips back and forth the baby's head started to make more headway. The tiny tuft of hair head become the top of the babies skull. A tiny teardrop shape was starting to happen. Anna's perineum skin was finally starting to stretch. “Good job baby girl, wiggle that tummy and get that baby out!”Tom said. “Uhh, uhgrrrm, ooh god, mmmmm.” Anna moaned as she pushed. Anna was getting tired And frustrated. It was time for an all out massive push. “Im going for it.” Anna said. “Hold me open.” Anna waited for the next contraction to set in, Tom held her opening below to allow more space for the babies head. Anna breathed in any gathered all of her strength. She dug her feet into the mattress, strained as hard as she possibly could and let out the biggest push she had

ever done. She wiggled from side to side as she pushed. The baby's had came far into the opening. The furthest it had been yet. Even a small portion of the babies forehead was visible. However at the end of her massive push, the babies went back inside the tummy. “Wow honey, I was for sure that would have her out!” Tom said.

“I dont think I can get her out.” Anna stated. “You can honey, I will coach you.” Tom said. Tom began the coaching. He came around from behind her to assist the perineum in opening. “Ok baby, hard push.” Mary said “1 2 3 4 5... “good let go.” Tom continued coaching her for another 15 minutes. The baby's head continued into yo-yo action. Slowly coming visible with the push, and receding back in with the end. Finally after a few more pushes the head was starting to come forth far into crowning. Even though the baby's head was starting to crown, at the end of the push the head was still receding into Anna's tummy. Tom continued to coach his girlfriend, but the head refused to come free. The perineum skin was still fighting to keep the baby inside. No matter how hard Anna pushed the baby continued to recede in at the end. Tom assisted her by pulling back the skin as she pushed. Anna was taking a real working over and Tom knew that she would soon tire to the point of exhaustion. “I cant get her out.” Anna said. “Ive been in the same spot now for 45 minutes and the head is still stuck.” “I know baby girl, you have worked so hard, your perineum is just so tight.” Tom said. The babies head remained in the vulva. Visible, but not able to get free of the perineum. “Help me, I cant get her out.” Anna wailed. Anna began to doubt, she had worked so hard, but with no avail. Tom had doubts as well, seeing his poor girl struggle was starting to make him wonder as well. They took a break for a few minutes and regained composure. “Help, help me.” Anna said. “There is nothing I can do to free the baby honey, you just have to keep going.” Tom said. Anna let out a tiny grunty push. The head moved, but barely. She pushed again. Once again the baby responded, but it was little effort against the tight perineum. The baby receded back into Annas tummy. Once again becoming clenched by the Tight perineum. It was time to take a break and give up for a while, it was becoming apparent that Anna was not going to be able to free the baby. She was simply too tired, and her skin too tight. Anna drew her legs together and the baby disappeared from the Vulva back into her tummy. Anna stood up. It was time to take a break and walk. The walking motion and the movement of her hips might help the baby get into a better position to get free. The baby now back firmly in the tummy made Anna upset. She had carried this baby for the last nine months, and now it was so close to coming out, but yet she was unable to get it out. She could feel the baby moving within her, she could feel it kick and struggle to get free of her tight skin. She began to wonder if the baby would actually fit out of her. Anna endured more contractions as she paced around the bedroom. She could feel the babies head just inside her rubbing the perineum as she walked. It was a strange feeling. After 30 minutes of walking around, it was time for the inevitable. Anna needed to starting pushing again. Anna returned to the bed with Tom at her side. She drew back her legs and began pushing once more. She breathed in and bored down, her skin bulged below. She pushed again, the skin bulged farther and the vulva opened. She pushed again, the head came back to view then slowly receded with the end of the push. The next contraction came. Anna pushed hard and the head came to view, as the push slowed the head went back. Anna was grunting will all her might to free the little baby, but it was stuck. The tiny head held tightly in place. She took a breath. The head slipped slowly back in. “Good girl Anna, it will happen, just stay with it.” Tom said. However after several hours of pushing Tom was starting to get worried she would not be able to get the baby out on her own. Secretly he was turned on by this. Anna kept at it though, pushing hard to get the head moving, then watching it go back inside. She knew she really had no other choice but to get the baby out. The morning turned in to afternoon as Anna continued

to push the baby out. The head had now been going in and out for two long hours. Anna had now been pushing for five total hours. Anna’s body was covered in sweat, and she was becoming very exhausted. “Tom, the baby isn’t coming out.” Anna said. “I’ve been at this for hours.”

“I know babe, but the head is right there in your opening, It will come.” Tom replied. “Yes I know Tom, but her head has been there for two hours!” Anna said. “Are you enjoying seeing me like this?” “No babe of course not, I mean you are quite cute when you push, but I want the baby to come out to.” Tom said. Anna returned to pushing, she grunted hard and long. The babies head was right there at the opening, but just refused to come out any farther. Anna tried and tried again to get the baby out but with no prevail. “Ok Tom, I’m throwing in the towel.” Anna said. “Your baby isn’t coming out.” Anna felt trapped by this. She had a baby stuck in her, she couldn’t get it out, she began to feel anxious. Her anxiety made her tense up. This made the baby retract back inside her. As the baby retracted her tummy got bigger. “Looks like your still pregnant.” Tom said. “Yes, but I’ve been trying to get un-pregnant now for hours!” Anna said. “Why did you have to put such a big baby in me Tom? Anna asked. “I’m not sure its a size issue, I think there is another complication.” Tom replied. Anna went to say something again but was stopped by a contraction. She pushed hard and the head moved out to its farthest yet. The head stayed in the opening for a few seconds before slowly retracting back inside. “See babe, your getting it, that was the farthest its been out yet.” Tom said. “Well ok, I’ll keep trying.” Anna said. Anna pushed again with the next contraction, the head came slowly into view. The babies hair was dry now, it had been in the same spot for so long. Feeling the head going in and out was starting to become natural to Anna. It was actually starting to become slightly pleasureable. She pushed again feeling the head push against her opening. She was becoming aroused. Tom noticed this. “Starting to like it babe?” Tom asked. “Well.... I mean I want it out, but the feeling.....” Anna said. Anna continued to work the baby in and out of her. The head would slowly decend and push her opening, then retract back within her. Anna continued this until she could handle the pleasure no more. Her body shook and quivered with pure sensation. As the sensation overtook her she pushed, her opening contracted in and out. The babies head did the same, however it wasn’t popping out as she thought. The tension of the contractions held the baby tight within her. “Ok Tom thats it, your baby is stuck in me and I want it out now.” Anna said. “Get this baby out of me or else.” “Ok ok, lets see whats going on in there.” Tom replied. Tom reached in Annas opening, he felt around the babies stuck head with his finger. He got around to the bottom of the head and found the problem. “Ok so first of all we have a hand here, and second of all the baby is face up.” Tom said. “Theses two conditions make birth just about impossible.” Tom then withdrew his finger. “I suppose I could pull the hand free making birth much easier.” Tom said as he took a step backwards. “Ok so do it then.” Anna said. “Nah your ok babe, Just keep pushing.” Tom said as he stepped farther away. “Are you nuts Tom!” Anna said. “Your just so cute when you push.” Tom said. “Tom I command you to pull that hand out.” Anna said straining to push. “You’ll get it babe.” Tom said.

“TOM!!” Anna yelled. Tom slowly sat back down at her side. Anna desperately reached down and tried to feel for the babies hand. She could get her fingers just inside, but her belly was to big to be able to reach far enough inside. She gave up and moaned in protest. “Good girl Anna, just keep pushing.” Tom said. “Oh I’m going to get you for this!” Anna said. Anna went to move toward Tom but was hit with another painful contraction. She pulled her legs back and pushed as hard as she could. “Mmmmm Ahhhhhh, COME OUT BABY!” She yelled. She pushed hard again. “OHH MMMM AHHH, COME OUT!” She was gaining traction on the baby, moving its head ever farther out of her opening. However the babies little hand was preventing escape. She pushed hard again, her belly covered in sweat. She could feel the baby kicking and squirming inside to try and get out. Anna put her legs up on the headboard of the bed and continued to push with all her might. She pushed on her belly with her hands to help the baby. But it wasn’t moving. The baby was stuck just prior to full crown. The forehead was visible, but the face had yet to come. “TOM!” Anna said. “Good effort babe, But your still pregnant.” Tom said. “Make you a deal.” Tom said. “Ok what.” Anna said. “If I can impregnate you again in the future, I’ll pull that hand free.” Tom said. “NO, I don’t want another one of your babies inside me!” Anna said. “Ok keep pushing then.” Tom said. “Quick tip, wiggle your hips.” Anna stood up and got on all fours. Then went into a squat. She pushed and wiggled her hips as much as she could. The babies head began to come forward. She pushed harder and harder, the head began to finally stay down. With the next push the face came forth. It retracted a bit with the end of the push. The next push was a struggle but the baby was moving. “AHHHH MMMM.” Anna grunted as she pushed. The head was coming slowly out. The babies ears started to show. The end of the push had the ears disappear back in, to Toms pleasure. “Good Girl Anna, just keep pushing.” Tom said. The baby was coming but it was also continuing to recede back at the end of the pushes. The next push was finally the one that Anna had been waiting for, with a epic push and struggle, the head finally emerged. It was a relief to Anna to finally have the head out. She wiggled and pushed again, the first shoulder popped free. With the next push the other shoulder and body slipped free. Anna was elated to finally have the baby out. She got to know the new baby, and allowed Tom to bond as well. “So, when can we have another Anna.” Tom said. “Don’t get any silly ideas.” Anna said.

#birth #birth kink #giving birth #pregnant #birth story

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leelee1234love · 7 days

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You have an argument

18+ Minors DNI!!!

Full Masterlist TUA Masterlist

Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and five get in an argument..

Warnings: Arguing,reader nearly dies,reader gets injured,blood,stitches,fighting,guns!!! (please tell me if I missed any!!!)

Your running again you thought to yourself as you ran up the path as fast as you could as three blonde men shot at you with guns. You was using your reality warping power to try and dodge the bullets and people.

On the side above you, on the roofs of the buildings five was spacial jumping, he knew he had to grab you soon but didn't know what time to do it.

But obviously he didn't do it fast enough..

You was exhausted, you both knew how tired you get trying to use your reality warping power to slow down time, it's the hardest thing to do for you but you was trying your hardest as you ran.

And you could feel your body giving out form exhaustion but it was okay because five was going to spacial jump you soon...

You was running as fast as your legs could, until you felt a striking pain In your leg as it gave out, causing you to collapse onto the floor with a hard wack.

"Shit!" Five shouted to himself as he noticed you wasn't running, he couldn't see you anywhere, *maybe she's hiding?* he thought to himself until he thought again.. he knew you wouldn't be hiding..

"Fuck..." he muttered as he saw you laying on the ground holding your leg as the three men were getting closer too you.

He spacial jumped too you as fast as he could and grabbed you teleporting you to a roof somewhere further up the road.

"Ah!" You hissed as he grabbed you

"What happened?! What the fuck were you thinking?!" He yelled at you angrily.

"Now you've lost the briefcase and you've fucked the mission up!" He yelled at you and you couldn't help but get teary as he yelled at you.

"Now what the fuck are we supposed to tell the commission?! You never listen?! Are you fucking stupid?!" He shouted at you

"I told you to go left and use your powers?! But oh what did you do? Nothing I fucking told you to!!" He yelled at you for what felt like hours.

And all you did was just sit there and try to hide your tears.

He didn't even notice, he just carried on yelling at you, he didn't even notice that you couldn't follow the plan because you got shot.

He didn't even notice. You thought to yourself.

As he turned around yelling at you still, you tried to stand up but that's when all the pain hit you at once as the adrenaline died down, you couldn't move your leg let alone stand up.

You hissed in pain and fell to the ground, grabbing fives attention immediately.

"What's wrong?!" He asked you frantically

"I-I got shot.." you hissed in pain and he quickly took a look at your wound and didn't look happy..

"They got me good didnt they?" you huffed in pain as you looked at your wound.

Five quickly ripped off his tie and wrapped it around your leg hoping it would lessen the amount of blood pouring out of your leg.

He without warning grabbed your arm and spacial jumped you to a hotel next door and he quickly carried you onto the bed, going to the bathroom to grab something.

You heard him rummaging through all the cupboards cursing and swearing as he did.

"F-five!" You whimpered in pain and not long later he came out with a pair of tweezers and a towel.

He sat down on the bed next to you and grabbed your leg gently but firmly "wait! Wait! Stop!" You yelled at him wacking his hands away.

"What?! I need to get the bullet out!" He yelled back at you.

"Please be gentle..." you muttered quietly, taken back by him yelling at you.

Five sighed and he looked at you in the eyes but you looked down "y/n look at me." He said gently holding your chin "trust me." he said and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"O-okay.." you muttered as you held out your leg on top of his lap and he tried to as gently as he could - get the bullet out of your leg, but you did hiss in pain and get teary eyed.

Once he got the bullet out he wrapped his tie around the wound again since you had no bandages.

"T-thank you.." you whispered loud enough for him to hear and went under the covers to lay down, you was so tired from using your power too much and five knew that.

He felt so bad for yelling at you, he only yelled at you because he was worried about you getting hurt or dying-

God he doesn't even want to think about it.

"Y/n..? I- im sorry." He said as he sat in the end of the bed afraid to face you.

You didn't respond, you didn't forgive him yet, he was horrible to you.

"I shouldn't have yelled at you, I'm sorry, I only did because I was afraid you'd hurt yourself, which you did."

"And that was all my fault, I didn't spacial jump in time for you to escape" five ran his hand through his hair out of frustration.

"It's okay five, It's not your fault" you spoke but he didn't believe you.

"Im not forgiving you just get, but I still love you fivey" you joked and gave him a big kiss on the cheek making him crack a smile and give you one in return.

"Now can we sleep, I'm tired..I used like all my power in me today stopping those bullets" you yawned and laid back down with five but five pulled you into his chest and held you close to him.

When he thought you had fallen asleep, he whispered things into your hair.

"I love you so much, it's indescribable. I'm so so sorry" he muttered into your hair as he inhaled your scent, as it comforted him.

You smirked as you fell asleep to his loving whispers.

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the-faceless-bride · 2 years

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Love me? Love me not? Pt2.

<- Part 1

You couldn't do this... You slightly push Michael away, you couldn't do this to them... Even though they drove you crazy and scrambled your head sometimes...

You really did care for them... Even if you really didn't know if they cared about you...

Loved you...

Micheal did push you as to what was wrong, as he could tell from your face you had become uncomfortable and he didn't want to make you anymore upset.

You both just laid next to each other slowly falling asleep before Michael pulls the blanket above you and sneaks out before anyone could see him.

The day went by quickly, all you could think about were your boys... Your?

You walked along the boardwalk keeping an eye out for a particular group of three blondes and a brunette but... To no avail.

That was until you felt a hand grab your hip, at first you felt a bit relieved thinking it was Paul as that was where he normally grabbed you... But that relief quickly died as you turned around to find a surf-Nazi standing there instead.

You try to pull away, disgusted but he just puts another hand and laughs.

"What's wrong babe? You didnt seem upset a second ago~" he teased squeezing your hips, this wasn't a good idea...

You should've just stayed home and waited for the boys like most nights nowadays, why did you have to go looking for trouble?

He tried pulling you closer causing you to let out a yelp of fear and anger, but the guy was quickly pushed off by a very pissed-off Paul...

"Look, she clearly isn't into you dude! So fuck off man!" Paul yelled, his face saying everything this guy needed to know if he didn't move his ass now and get away from you.

After the guy took off you turned to Paul... But he wasn't smiling at you like he normally would.

That made you worry...

"Thanks, Paulie." You thanked him, but Paul slightly flinched at the sweet nickname.

You tilted your head, what was wrong?

He didn't even say anything to you, he just started walking away...

You followed him, confused as to why your usually bright and chatty Paul was quiet and distant...

You had been going on for what felt like hours before you couldn't take it any more...

"Paul! Why aren't you talking to me?! What's your damage?"

That made Paul snap his head towards you.

"My damage? My Damage? What the hell do you mean what's my damage?! What the hell is your damage?!" Paul asks fully turning his body to you getting so close his body pressed against yours.

"My Damage?" You ask even more confused than you were,

"Yeah! Your damage! Did you really think we wouldn't know?! That we wouldn't find out?!"

Your heart stopped...

Had they figured out your feelings for them?

That you were in love?...

Love was off limits with them, it was an unspoken rule between you all when this all first started.

You and the boys sneaking around, the quickies in the back alley, the make-out sessions with Dwayne in the cave, Marko having you lay in clothing but something he had made as inspiration for something he wanted to make, it always ended with his head between your legs...

They were mad at you...

You had broken the one rule...

"I... I- I'm sorry" you said, you didn't want your stupid human emotions to get in the way of all the fun you had, "I... I was hoping that if you found out... Maybe we would still hang out... Like normal y'know, I was hoping it wouldn't change."

Paul huffed "yeah? Well, it's changed. So tuff luck babe..." You felt your lips tremble before your attention was taken by roaring bikes.

The other two blondes and the brunette vampires in a line looking at you and Paul,

"What do we have hear?" David asks Paul who stares at you before shrugging, "just a chat with an old friend." He brushes you off before walking over to the group.

You hadn't noticed how they had been there listening...

Paul hopped on his bike before looking at Marko, who hadn't taken his eyes off you once, not even to blink.

You didn't know what to say... But anything you would've said died on your tongue as a tall, pretty girl with long curly hair, and beautiful clear tanned skin walked over to the boys asking if they were "ready to go?"

She took hold of David's shoulder before sitting her behind him, his hand lingering on hers for a bit too long.

She was sitting in your usual spot...

It wasn't until now that she noticed you, and you both asked the same question,

"Who's she?"

"Who is she?"

And David only said one word as he looked at his boys; Dwayne was stone-faced, Paul looked like a kicked puppy, and a slow but vengeful smirk formed on Marko's face...

"Nobody."

Whether he was answering your question of hers... You didn't know.

They had left you there, lips quivering and eyes drippy with fresh salty tears, and while it pained them to see you in pain... You had no one to blame but yourself...

The boys had Star leave to her little place in the cave, not bothering to answer any of her questions.

Paul and Marko held each other as Marko's tears hit Paul's neck, neither acknowledge it just hold each other closer in hopes of feeling comfort...

Dwayne sat in silence with David...

Why did you have to sleep with that guy?...

Why did you make them fall for you?...

Why did you make them feel so afraid of losing you?

Why did you make that fear come true?

... Why did you go and break their hearts?

...

Why?

Part 3 ->

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 2 years

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My world

SUMMARY: Can you make a joe quinn one where they are dating since shooting season 4 and now they have interviews of the sesson together reader has been in it since the 1st season and in the interview he getd asked how he fell in love and what he loves about the reader and he gives such a sweet kind of speech and the reader didnt know he thought so and when they are at their hotel cause theh are in Brazil its all sweet and they make love? ^^ SMUT

WARNING: cute speech, NSFW, intercourse, unprotected sex, slight oral.. yeah

I'm reposting this + masterlist coming soon

You woke up with a soft groan. A yawn fell from your mouth as you stretched- well tried to. You frowned feeling something heavy against your lower body. You opened your eyes looking down to see your boyfriend, Joseph passed out on top of you. His face was buried in your tummy and arms around your waist. Your laughed slightly as you listened to his light snores. You knew he was exhausted especially after your long flight here to Brazil. You both have been working non stop for press tour for Stranger Things. Even though it could get a little overwhelming at times at least you had each other.

“Joseph.” You shook him lightly trying to wake up. A grunt fell from the man's mouth as he started moving around. “Baby, can you get off my legs. They're going numb now.”

Another groan fell from Joseph lips. He heard you loud and clear and rolled off of you. But you weren't out of his grip yet. His arms circled your waist pulling you into him.

“Joseph!” You said with a laugh. With his eyes still closed due to sleep he grunted a ‘what’

“we need to get up and ready. We have work to do.”

Joseph sighed out, “fine.” he stretched and yawned while you removed yourself from the bed. You walked into the bathroom and grabbed your toothbrush starting to brush your teeth. A few minutes went by before Joseph joined you. He walked in and kissed your temple before grabbing his own toothbrush.

“you ready to see your fans?” You asked turning to him. He nodded his head before spitting in the sink. “Never be more ready. Kinda crazy have so many people love me.”

You smiled. “Yeah, it's amazing to see people love you.” you kissed your boyfriend on the cheek. “Now I'm going to take a shower and get ready then we can go.”

♡︎

You and Joseph got ready within an hour. After a quick breakfast you made your way to the meet up. While there you watched as Joseph greeted his fans. You could help but feel so happy for him. Greeting fans for you was nothing new but for him it was big. This was his breakthrough role and he was finally getting the recognization he deserved. Seeing all this overwhelming support mad him so happy and it also made you happy knowing this was what he wanted the day he started filming with you guys.

You took some pictures talked to some fans, all before it was time for the interviews.

You took a seat in the chair that was in between Joseph's and Jamie's. The interviewer started asking simple questions about the show to which you three answered normally. It was towards the end when they asked about your relationship.

“so Joseph, we know you and y/n have been dating for a little bit. Tell us how did this start?”

Joseph turned to you and smirked.

“you know I wasn't planning to fall in love with anyone, but I met her and you know everything thing changed. For starters she's the most kindest and sweetest person I've ever met. The first day on set she made me feel welcomed more than anyone and that continued while we were filming. I realized I liked her and I asked her out and she surprisingly said yes. Every day after that has been amazing.” Joseph sighed as he softly smiled. “god, She's everything I dreamed for. the prettiest smile, the prettiest voice, my biggest supporter, best advice giver. She Has the most gentle soul ever. She's the sunshine to my life even on bad days. She's my world, my everything. I can't wait to spend many more years with this very beautiful woman.” Joseph turned to you and smile softly at you, he grabbed your hand and laid a kiss on it.

Jamie and the interviewer awed at you two. It was sure to get more aw(s) when it hit the internet the next day that was for sure.

After your interview you and Joseph went to a party with Jamie. It was great, Nice even but really you want to go back to the hotel to talk to Joe. His words were stuck in your mind like glue. He has told you numerous times how much he loved and appreciated you, but never to that extent. It gave you butterflies just thinking about what he had said to you.

The long work day drew to a close soon and you were happy. As you walked back into your hotel room the first thing you did was hug Joseph. He was caught off guard but he wrapped his arms around you too. “You ok?”

You smiled at his concern and pulled away. “Yeah, I'm fine. It's just those words you said about me earlier made me get butterflies.”

Joseph smirked “Really?”

You nodded, “yeah really.” you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him so that you both were barely an inch away. “ you're my everything too.”

You kissed Joseph hard. He held your waist as you both made out. After a minute he pulled away. “Jump.” He whispered against your lips. You did as he said and wrapped your legs around his waist. You both started kissing again as he walked over to the bed.

Your back hit the mattress as he sat you down. Joseph lips moved down to your neck, he placed rough kisses that were sure to leave hickeys. You moaned running your fingers through his hair. Joseph lifted his head, he smirked at you before kissing your lips again. You started to unbutton his shirt the best that he could. When you reached the last button he pulled away and removed the white shirt from his body.

You took your opportunity to take off your shirt. When your shirt was thrown on the floor, Joseph's hands were already pulling at your bra. You giggled as you help take it off. “Needy aren't you?”

He rolled his eyes but the smirk on his face told you he was.

The bra was tossed to the floor where all of your other clothes were. Joseph hand went to your boob, he squeezed the flesh, pinching your perky nipple that grew hard from being exposed. You softly grunted and looked up at him.

“God, I just wanna be inside of you.” Joseph grunted. His soft brown eyes shut as he started unbuckled his pants, pushing them down his leg. You did the same, removing your pants and panties until you were completely bare in front of him. In front of each other.

Joseph looked down at your body as he stroked himself. He's seen it a million times before this but you always amazed him at your beauty.

“So fucking beautiful.” His accent was thick as his lust grow. You opened your legs wide making him scoot in between them. you needed him in you badly. You practically ached for him to fill you up.

Joseph held onto your left thigh as he pushed himself into you. Your bodies connected with one another. In union both your moans filled the room.

Your walls, warm and wet coated Joseph's length making him twitch in you. You were always so tight and warm. After a good 30 seconds of recovering Joseph finally moved in you.

A moan escaped your lips as he slowly moved out of you and slammed right back in. His pace went from slow to fast in no time. You sobbed out a moan with the actions that were taking place. Your eyes were torn between watching Joseph enter you and his eyes.

“this my pussy?” Joseph said his words scattered as he pounded into you. You nodded your head.

“no, use your words. Is this mine huh?”

A shiver ran down your spine making you moan. Your stomach was slowly tightening. “Yes, it-.. it's yours.”

Joseph grunted, “good girl. Fuck!”

Joseph hips snapped into you making you wail out. He knew you were close from the way you tighten around him. “You going to cum?” He asked looking down at you. “Yes.” you cried out gripping the sheets underneath you.

Joseph hand went down to the bundle of nerves and began circling at it“Cum!”

You came like he said. Your body shook undet

Joseph didn't cum instead he pulled out of you. You looked at him, “why didn't you cum?”

“this isn't about me.” Joseph lowered himself on the bed to between your legs. “i gotta show you how much I love you.” He kissed your thigh as he looked up at you. “Now relax, I'm going to get a few orgasms from you before this night ends.”

Before you could say a word his mouth was on your pussy. You shuttered bringing your hands to his hair. Let's just say Joseph did show you how much he loves you that night.

#Joseph Quinn x reader #joseph quinn fanfiction #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn x y/n #joseph quinn fluff #eddie munson smut #Eddie munson x reader #stranger things #Joseph Quinn

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dyslexic-mess · 1 year

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Suits and Stars AU part 3

(Part two)

“Are we gonna talk about it?”

“No”

“I wasnt really asking”

Jason finally lowered his book to look at Tim, mildly annoyed, and eyed his brother. “What is there to talk about?” he sighed, as if Tim where asking about the wether. The younger man made a strangled sound and crossed his arms, coming though the doorway he’d been standing in. “You send one of Gothems most infomous criminals to meet me in civi’s and you ask ‘whats there to talk about’!?” He was so exasperated, he barely caught the amused glint in Jasons eye as he shrugged, properly putting his book down to sit up.

When Jason didn't respond past the shift in position, Tim began paceing. “I mean, send him to Red Robin, that would be one thing but- In the middle of the day!?” He turned to face him harshly, though his movement didnt stop. “What where you thinking!?”

Jason did actually chuckle this time, leaning on his knees as he sat. “I was thinking you said you needed a job done and I said I know a guy. Thats my guy.” The way he said it made it sound obvious, which just pissed Tim off more. Sure, maybe it was if he’d asked Red Hood about it! But he hadn't asked Red Hood. he’d asked Jason. Maybe he knew someone in the company who’d do some digging or a good PI!

He just huffed, finally stopping his relentless pacing to glower daggers at his brother. The elder looked at him with vaughly more sympathy but still far to amused. “Look, Phantoms good at what he dose and I sent him because he’s trust worthy. More than most in his line of work.”

Jason seemed to be about to say something more when Tims phone bliped. He glanced at it, then double took. “Jesus.” he muttered, re-reading it again. When Jason motioned for contexed, Tim blinked at him. “He's working as my P.A for cover.” Jason made a face, something between confusion, amusement and a little offence. Tim didn't acknowledge it. “Yesterday he got sent three different patents to proof read and file. He’s done.”

It had taken Tims last P.A a week to read over and submit one. Not to mention, and this is what really had Tim annoyed, it had been less that a week and his schedule had never been cleaner! Taxis where where he needed them, restaurants where booked and payed, even that one time he’d messiged Phantom he needed it done two minutes before he walked into the place. The worst part was smug bastered made a point of bringing him his coffe order ever morning! Exactly right. Every time.

Jason sat up and leaned back. “See? Now go put on your fancy suit, run your company and let Phantom do his Job. ” He picked up his book and Tim sighed.

That was the problem being in a family of vigilanties used to police. He could grill Jason for hours and not come away with any more than he already knew, if his brother didn't feel like answering. Atleast, he sounded genuin when he said Phantom was trust worthy.

That wasn't enough to make Tim buy in completely, but it quelled his fears that the man would cause any real trouble.

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#part three is here!#I tryed to catch everyone who requested a tag #sorry if I missed you!!#smol change of pace bec Im addiccted to twiting tim and Jasons dynamic is every fic I write #gotta love those sibling bonds #bek writes #danny phantom #dpxdc #deciding to call this #Suits and Stars AU #theres alot of parts now so I need a tag to put it all under

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safetycar-restart · 11 months

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OH WAIT

imagine

well

charles thinking you're mad at him for something he did (you're not, you could NEVER be mad at him, and i mean NEVER), and the poor thing writing you an apology note :(

like when you leave the house, he's on the verge of tears cause he think he made you angry because he accidentally touched something that didn't belong to him without your permission (stupid example but wtv), and you just took it from him without any words and put it back where he found it. that was a STUPID move. NEVER do that to charles.

so, his eyes wide, he tilts his head to the side slightly, eyes tearing up when he sees you leave the house without a word (and leave the door open, you just went to pick something up and got caught up in a conversation) and HE WRITES AN APOLOGY NOTE WHICH HE LEAVES ON THE COUNTER BEFORE HE GOES TO TAKE A NAP TO GET IT OFF HIS MIND

and it's the sweetest thing :(

he's talking about how he's on his knees for your forgiveness, how all he wants is to be good for you and how he loves you more than anything and how he would do anything and everything to make you happy. you're confused but in such awe while reading the letter, and you go look for him, only to see him cuddled up under his blanket, only his hair sticking out from under, sleeping. you just lay down behind him, running your fingers through his tangled and messy hair, and laying a kiss on the back of his head.

he whines, knowing exactly who it is. all he does is turn around, nuzzle his head into your chest and falls asleep right there, mumbling a little "i love you" before going back to his nap <3

NO CHARLES 😭 THE POOR THING!!!!

So maybe you're on a phone call the entire time? So you're not really focusing on Charles and you're busy having a conversation. Maybe Charles has come into your office while you're on the phone.

Charles only came into your office because he was feeling needy. It didnt make any sense, he woke up with you and had breakfast with you and had slow sex on the couch. He's been with you the entire time, and you only asked for two or three hours to do some work before you two go out for a late lunch.

He should be fine on his own! But he isnt. He got into a subby headspace when you had slow sex, and he tries to act like he wasn't because he knew you needed to do some work. If you knew, you would have moved your laptop to the bedroom and worked in bed, letting Charles curl up and use your legs as a pillow.

But instead, you don't know Charles needs that and so you go to your office.

Charles manages for about an hour, and then he can't take it anymore and he goes to your office. He plans exactly what he's going to say, that he's feeling small and subby and needs his dom. He knows that the moment he says that, you'll take care of him.

But then he gets there and you're on the phone? He doesn't know what to do now! His little brain is offline and he can't handle this and now he's so lost.

He comes to stand behind your desk, and you give him a smile. That makes him feel better! He decides that maybe he can just wait there until you finish your phone call.

He starts to look over your desk, and he sees you have a picture of you and him with his family on your desk? It was taken on his yacht, and he's sitting on your lap in the centre of the picture. Charles just has to pick it up, smiling a little because he never knew you had that picture framed.

You see him look at it, but quickly take it back from him. Maybe you actually planned to get the same picture framed for him? So you dont want him to think about it too much.

It's at that exact moment that your colleague on the phone asks you about a document you had left in your car so you quickly get up and go to fetch it.

Meanwhile, Charles is in tears. He thinks he's been so bad! First he bothered you while you working, then he touched something of yours AND picked it up, and now he's been so bad that you've even walked out of the room??

He sits at your desk and writes you a note, because he just can't stand the thought that he's upset you. He apologises to you, promising you that he will never ever touch anything in your office without your permission ever again. And because Charles is an emotional little thing who cant stand upsetting you, he even writes about how much he needs you and loves you and cant stand the thought of you breaking up with him. He's so so so sorry.

He leaves the note on your desk and goes to hide in the bedroom under his weighted blanket.

Your heart just breaks when you see the note, thinking back to your behaviour and realising that your sweet good boy must have been terrified when you reacted that way. You should have known that Charles would never come to your office unless he really needed you, and that you needed to make sure he was okay.

He's asleep when you get to the bedroom, hiding under the weighted blanket so that only the tufts of his hair stick out. You quickly sit down on the bed, running your hand over his hair.

He stirs a little bit, opening his eyes and looking up at you. He whines a little, mumbling something that sounds like 'sorry' and your heart breaks again.

You get under the blanket, not asking Charles because you know he will want you to join him. He snuggles into your arms immediately, clinging to you and shuffling on top of you so that he's directly on top of you. He buries his nose in your neck, letting out little whines as he tries to settle.

You run your hands over his back, whispering to him that you love him so so so much and that you aren't mad at him. You tell him to get a nice nap and that you will talk to him about it when he wakes.

When you eventually carry on working, you work in the lounge with Charles curled up on the soft carpet at your feet, right next to the fireplace.

#sub!charles #cl #angst angst vibes #soft soft vibes #gn!reader #📓

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law-d-water-trafalgar · 1 year

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Kidnapped

Law x F!reader

Some NSFW parts

Warnings: a lot of angst, some fluff, reunion, reader almost dies, mentions of torture.

Been apart of the Heart pirates for six years.

The heart pirates stop at a bustling island and some of the crew go shopping including you and Ikkaku your bff, but right when she wasnt looking your kidnapped by the Cruel pirate crew. After three months of searching Law finds you by accident on the Cruel pirates ship Dutch is their Captain. After Law gifts you a special present on an island later.

(N) POV

"Allright were stopping just for a couple hours be back at noon" Law says for his crewmates to hear. You and Ikkaku hand in hand skip off to town. You had exactly two hours to kill. You and Ikkaku go into many different shops with her holding the bags of clothes you both bought. After some time the lunch rush came and seemingly everyone and their mother came out pushing you both apart till you couldnt see her anymore so you decided to go to the beach and circle around to the sub. Going south around one corner and it made you stop.

"What have we got here men?"

"A little duckling out of water"

You've only heard stories about the Cruel pirates and how they torture people pirates and animals, anything. Their Captains name is Dutch and unfortunately for you he has some sort of vendetta against Law. You only knew since Law told you himself. Law broke off a trade for materials with the Cruel pirates.

"You'll be coming with us lil lady" Dutch says venomous as he tears your boiler suit to shreds exposing your bikini white and blue striped. They all kept whistling and hollering. Dutch picks you up so you use your gravity devil fruit to push them all down but Dutch was stronger than your gravity and bashed your head making you go unconscious.

Laws POV

'Where is she? She should have been back by now.' I think to myself abit panicked.

"Ikkaku where is (n)?" I question her and she replies

"Well I thought she was allready on board is she not here Captain?" Ikkaku knew Law had a little crush on (n) but she didnt tell a soul lest she be chopped into pieces. And she also knew (n) had a crush on the Captain since they were the same age it only made sense.

"Somethings not right, close and lock the door Ikkaku" I say firmly.

"Yes right away Captain" she says and hurries to do so.

"Room, Shambles" I teleport to spots she may have gone not caring for the eyes on you. When I was walking around the island my worst fear crept up again. I see her shredded boiler suit on the ground and markings to indicate a ship was just there. Suddenly panic took over me I didnt know why I was so panicked, but I knew I HAD to get her back. The feelings she caused me to feel, no one else could the way she would look at me, no one else could. I teleport to the Polar Tang inside and gave the orders to forget everything else and follow that ship.

(N) POV

"Shoot her from behind with that sea prism bullet that outta shut her the hell up. Once that's done throw her in the brig" Dutch yells to one of his men after they have beaten you up a bit.

*bang* you fall to the floor.

'This is it now. This is my life now to be a play toy for these horrible excuses for humans.' You think as the pain is severe you blackout. What has felt like years has passed in your dreams as you flutter your eyes open only to reveal your neck and wrists chained to the wall a dirty towel for you to sleep on. Some moldy bread and soup was in front of you. You were so hungry how many days has it been? You grabbed the soup and bread and ate around the moldy bits. Once finished you noticed a watch keeper sitting down across the prison bars.

"Excuse me how many days has it been?" You ask innocently.

"Been about five I'd reckon" he replied. Suddenly Dutch appeared walking down the rows stopping at your cell.

"So tell me you piece of trash, where is Trafalgar Law?" Dutch spat in your face.

"I'm sorr-" he yanked the chain so it was choking you as you saw the watch keeper cringe by you. Dutch let go you gasping for breath.

"Where is Law?!" He yelled making you shiver.

"He left me. I dont know!" You cried and that seemed to satisfy him in the moment. He looked off down the hall.

"Shoot her again in the back, dont want her to die though for that fuck Law.

*bang* and you blacked out for a undetermined amount of time. When you awoke the same gate keeper was there.

"How long has it been?" You ask.

"You've been out a week I'd say" the gate keeper says quietly. The same moldy bread and soup so you did the same thing just to survive ate around the mold and drank the awful soup.

This Repeated Until One Day

You awoke yet again but starving skin and bones you were. You asked again

"How long this time?"

"Six days I reckon" the gate keeper says quietly. As you eat. After the whips being shot numerous times being choked your surprised your not dead. Soon though Dutch comes by.

"I have had enough you fucking wench!! Tell me where he is or I'll brand you with our jolly roger!!" Dutch yells as you cry

"I swear I dont knoww..." you say through tears.

"Open her gate!" Dutch yells at the gate keeper who reluctantly does what he asks.

"Turn around wench!" Dutch voice booms as you reluctantly do what he says. You hear someone pass him something. No warning no nothing as Dutch presses the smoldering hot iron on to your back branding you forever. All anyone heard was your screams of pure agony. You sobbing onto that dirty towel mouth to the floor drooling at how escalating the pain was. You didnt sleep for a week. Eventually sleep got the better of you as you passed out on your side. Once you awoken you ask the gate keeper through the bars

"How long has it been...?"

"I think bout seven more days" he replied.

Laws POV

"Captain please consider the reality of it. She should be far dead by now it's been twenty-six days no one could survive that long on board the Cruel pirates ship." Sachi says concerned.

"Captain you've barely ate or slept it's not good for you. We should think of the future. Maybe make a grav-" Penguin was cut off by me.

"We will keep looking surface the sub!"

'My heart feels like it's been ripped out of my chest. She just has to be alive I dont think I can live without her. All these years I never knew what this feeling was but now I know.' I think to myself.

"Change course to this location!"I yell orders while shaking slightly.

"It will take about four days to reach that point Captain"

'Why didnt I make her a viver card I could have saved her by now?!' I hecticly think while I banged on my desk.

(N) POV Four Days Later

You awoke to yells and all around stomping around as you hear you gather that they've encountered an enemy. Dutch stomps down stairs and yells

"Realease the girl!" As the gatekeeper obeys. Dutch rips the chains holding your hands off the wall and the chain holding your neck. He gathers all the chains and drags you out on deck it's so sunny you havent seen the sun in so long it burns your eyes. Dutch holds you by the railing up high choking you as you lock eyes with ... Law. You still choking are turned around for Law to see the torture Dutch has inflicted upon you.

"Ant she a buet?" Dutch says to Law. Bullet holes that never healed, tears, scratches up your beautiful skin all ripped up and the brand. Still choking you just dont have the strength to hold your self up, your body goes limp. But you can hear faintly.

"Well since I found ya I dont need her anymore, here cetch" Dutch yells to Law. You felt the collar loosen you take a big breath then fall into the ocean.

Laws POV

"Well since I found ya I dont need her anymore, here cetch" Dutch yells to me as he throws her into the ocean. But I noticed she had taken a deep breath.

'Shes still alive after all this time. I'm so proud of you (n)' I think quietly to myself as I bark an order to Penguin.

"Penguin go get her now!" I yell as he dives into the ocean.

"Shes long gone with them chains and bullets were sea prism" Dutch says making me even more angry.

"Room!" I slice my blade across their ship then downward multiple times.

"Tact" I say as the ship comes apart and reforms coming back together in akward shapes.

"Shambles" I take all their transponder snails and throw them far away in the ocean. Suddenly Penguin surfaces with (n) in hand. I say

"Shambles" and Penguin and (n) pop up on the deck of the Polar Tang. Quickly I cut up Dutch and scatter his body all over the ocean where my room can reach. Now that the Cruel pirates where taken care of I turn around to see Sachi, Penguin, and a unconscious (n). I hurry and do chest compressions then lock lips and blow into her lungs. Suddenly she rolls over gagging up water then inhaling sharply. She rolls back on her back and looks at everyone then to me. In a quiet meek broken voice she says as she uses her right hand to cup my cheek

"Am I dreaming... it's you Law" tears forming in her eyes as she passes out and her hand falls onto my lap.

'Could she possibly feel the same? Or is she just happy to see her Captain?' I think to myself. I pick her up bridal style and say

"Room, Shambles" and all of us appear in the med bay.

"Hurry and assemble the operating team" I yell as Sachi and Penguin say

"Yes Captain!"

Within minutes the operation team is collected.

Rolling her into the operating room with the team.

"Room, Scan"

"That fucker!" I yelled as there are so many bullets and wounds on her back.

Several Hours Later

I put her face down on the med bay bed once finished and took a seat at my desk. Remembering what she had done and said just confused me.

' I think it's time to talk to Ikkaku.' I think as I use the intercom to call her to the med bay.

"Yes Captain?" Ikkaku asks. I quietly explain what happened when (n) said and what (n) done when cupping my face. Ikkakus eyes widen.

"Shes your best friend you must know why she did it?" I ask.

"Well she made me promise not to tell but she has a crush.. on you Captain" she explains

"(N) was worried if she expressed her feelings that she would be rejected and ruin both of your relationship" she adds.

"Please be nice to her and let her down nicely. Or pretend you dont know if that's the route you want to take" Ikkaku says.

"Thank you for letting me know you may leave now" I say as she leaves the room. Putting my head in my hands on my desk I'm all alone now besides an unconscious (n).

'I cant believe I've been so blind. She always makes my lunch and tells me when to go to bed. (N) always has fresh coffee for me too. Of course all the signs were there. Wait did she struggle to stay alive for me?' You think as you look to her. Sometimes youd see her with pain on her face. And that brand.

'We have to figure out what to do about that brand.' Thinking as (n) stirs.

(N) POV

In your dream you stir a bit

"(N) I love you please be mine" Law says.

Laws POV

I suddenly hear (n) say

"Yess... Law.." she stirs then falls silent again.

'She dreams about me? I'll admit I have had dreams about her too..'

(N) POV

After an eternity you wake up only to see Law passed out on your bed his elbows and head resting while hes sitting in his desk chair. You gently pet his hair as he stirs you immediately stop.

"Dont stop please..." Law murmurs seemingly in a dream.

"(N) ... yes.." Law murmurs in his sleep. You just keep petting his head for another hour until he stirs awake. He opens his eyes to see you petting his head. But he stays still you both looking eachother in the eyes.

"How do you feel (n)?" Law whispers to you.

"Better now, thank you Law, you saved me" you whisper back while petting his hair. He doesn't seem to mind actually he seems to enjoy this physical touch.

"(N)...?" Law asks.

"Yes Captain?" You reply.

"I must admit something to you.... I'm in love with you (n)... I cant get you out of my head... and when you went missing it felt like my heart was being ripped out of me." Law confesses which makes you freeze.

"Am I still dreaming??" You whisper to him. He closes the gap between you and him and you both lock lips moving together you both explore eachothers tounges then break for air. Your blushing a deep red as is Law.

"Will you please be my girlfriend ... and wife in the future?... we have known eachother for six years..." Law states gaining even more red but without his hat he cant hide. You think for a moment.

"I'd love that Law but are you sure you want someone like me my back has been torn to shreads...." you reluctantly say.

"Your beautiful just the way your are (n).... I love you" Law states firmly as he pets your head.

"How bad is my back?" You ask in a whisper. He looks you in the eyes

"Its bad, but I have an idea." He says

"Hmm?" You hum

"You could tattoo our jolly roger on your back to cover everything, once your healed" Law says hoping it may cheer you up. You think for a moment

"Ya I actually love that idea thank you!" You say chipper and wrap your arm around his neck. Looking eachother in the eyes you whisper

"I love you too Trafalgar" as you go in for another kiss he locks lips with you as you two feel your hearts up with love breaking again for air.

"Okay that's enough... I'm just not used to this.. but I do feel for you" Law says. He gently takes your arm and unwraps it from himself laying your arm back down. Your dressed in a different bikini. Noticing this you ask

"Who changed me?"

"Ikkaku changed you and gave you a sponge bath. Dont worry I didnt see anything." He chuckles which makes you blush.

"Oh that reminds me how many bullets were in me?" You question. He looks saddened and replies.

"Nine bullets of sea prism stone were extracted you shouldnt even be alive. What made you keep going?"

"Honestly I... just wanted to see you at least one more time" you reply.

"Lay flat it's time to sanitize your wounds. I'll go slow." Law says to you.

"Okay boyfriend hehe" you giggle as he puts the cotton on your wound.

"Ahhggh fuck!" You yell as tears streak down your face.

"Heres a clean towel bite down on it. I'm going as gently as possible"Law says. After forty minutes he finished. Your eyes swirling.

"Here sit up if you can and drink this smoothie I had vitamins put into it for you."Law says. You slowly try to sit up as Law holds your arm to help you up. Your back having so many stitches. Your right arm has wires and an IV in it. He hands you the drink and you sip it down.

Three Months Have Passed

You have moved into Laws room and began sleeping with him but on your stomach. The whole crew now knows about your and Laws relationship. Your now docked at an island and Law has a surprise for you.

"All right (n) get dressed but not all the way" Trafalgar orders. As you put on a bikini and a denim skirt. You loop a coin bag around a hoop on your skirt.

"Ready!" You say to him.

"All right let's go it's going to take several hours and tomorrow too" Law states as you wrap an arm around his arm while he holds Kikoku in his other arm.

"Room, Shambles" Law says as we both teleport outside. We walk up to town as the rest of the crew came and went to town. Law leads you to a alley with a door on it and an eye slit that opened and closed. Law knocks on the door and the eye slit opened.

"Password." Eye slit man questions.

"Trafalgar Law." Eye slit man closes the slit then you hear the door open after unlocking some locks.

"Welcome in Law, whose this with you?" A lady asks.

"This is (n).... my girlfriend, she needs a big cover up" Law says confidently letting go of your arm.

"Hi there hon, I'm Jude I've done every tattoo on Law. Why dont you turn around so we can see what were working with?" She smiles sweetly. You turn around and she gasps but holds her tounge.

"Allright itll be 1,000 berries" as you go pale

'I only have 800 berries on me what will I-' your struck out of your mind as Law hands over the berries which makes you relieved.

"Dont worry so much (n) think of it, perks of dating the Captain" Law states as Jude laughs.

"It sure has been awhile Law. Will you be getting anything done?" Jude asks.

"I'll have to go over it with (n) first I'm assuming this will take two or three days?" Law states.

"Two days if I work over time which I will do since it's you Law" Jude says and gives an older womans chuckle.

"Allright dear hop on my tattoo bed on your stomach. Heres a chair Law you'll want to hold hands women are more sensitive to pain" Jude states as you lay down and hold Laws hand.

"And yes this will hurt just hang in there missy" Jude states.

"I think I can handle pain pretty well okay I'm ready" you say. Giving Laws hand a little squeeze and he does the same. She started her set up with everything being sterile. Then Jude began working as you squeeze Laws hand.

Several Hours Later

Everyone stands up after she cleans you up. Everyone stretches and Jude says

"Allright dears come back tomorrow. It's good to see you again Law. Why dont you (n) look in the mirror real quick?" You stare in the mirror and put your hands to your mouth some tears forming.

"I allready love it thank you so much. You cant even see the brand except the bottom half that's not done" you say wiping away your tears. Jude crosses her arms smirking with Law.

"Okay I dont want to take up the rest of your time thank you so much allready" you say as Law holds out his elbow waiting for you to take it. You hook your arm around Laws arm and he leads you out towards the Polar Tang.

"Room, Shambles" and your both teleported inside of your shared room.

"I was thinking do you want to get a couple tattoo? I know its early for it but we wont be coming back here for a really long while" Law asks quietly. You think for a moment.

"That sounds amazing dear!" You exclaim as he raises his head with a smirk.

"Do you have any clue what type of tattoo we should get?" He replies.

"Ouu what about your devil fruit but split in half? I mean it is a heart" you reply as you look at him smiling. He smirks

"Allright sounds good" Law just smirks then puts his sword to rest and undressed getting ready for bed.

"Where should we get it?" Law questions you.

"How about on our inner ankles?" You reply as he nods. You take off your skirt and have your bottom bikini on. You take your top off revealing your pierced breasts which made Law smirk and blush covering his blush with his hand.

"You never told me you had those piercings" he says while you retort

"You never asked hehe it was supposed to be a surprise but my top is rubbing on my tattoo now it's super cold though"

"Come here I'll keep you warm" he raises the blanket for you to join him. As you slip in beside him he picks you up and lays you ontop of him your breasts squishing ontop his chest which makes you blush cherry red. He smirks and says

"What I cant be intimate with my girlfriend?" He asks.

"Of course you can you just surprised me because I always slept at your side but I like this." You reply as he throws the blanket over you both. You rest your head on his chest hearing his heart beat which lulls you to sleep.

The Next Day At The Tattoo Shop

After several more hours.

"Allright its finished" Jude says as she and Law get up. Law helps you up to look in the mirror your eyes all sparkly.

"Thank you both so very much this means so much to me!" You state very excited.

"Dont forget theres one more thing to tattoo" Law smirks as you turn to look at them Law teleports a book to his hand, opens it and shows Jude the devil fruit.

"Could we do this devil fruit but split in half on our ankles?" Law asks.

"Sure it's simple so one hundred berries for both of you" Jude says as Law hands over the berries. Once finished you both look at your new tattoos and the new stronger bond between you and Law.

"Thank you so much Jude!" You squeal happily even though your in a lot of pain from the tattoo.

"Of course sweetie you two are precious together. Allright I'm beat now go please" Jude says

"See you Jude" Law says linking arms with you heading out of the door and out of the alley.

"Let's grab some food" he mentions as he guides you to some food stalls.

"Two orders of takoyaki" Law says dropping more berries down on the counter.

"Right away sir and ma'am" the kart vendor says while cooking. After their done they hand you both the food as you unlock arms with Law to eat.

"Can we head back to the Polar Tang? I'm tired and in pain" you quizzically ask pointing to your new bikini top.

"Ahh yes let's go. I dont want you in any more pain ever" he says melancholy. You pick his chin up and say

"It wasnt your fault my love"

"I still feel like it is" Law says tone saddened. Reaching on your tippy toes you kiss him while he reciprocates. After breaking for air you explain.

"If I didnt go through all that then I wouldnt be with you at all right now." You state as you approach the Polar Tang. Law holds your hand

"Room, shambles" then you appear inside the Polar Tang finished with your treat you grab his food tray and go down the hall to throw them away. After you head back to your shared room. It becoming night time soon. You undress your top and yet again you smirked seeing Laws face go cherry red.

"What see something you like?" He just nods in complete embarrassment. He reaches out his arms to you waving you over so you do so. He gently places you on top of him again. As you hear his heart beat you say

"I love you Trafalgar" he responds

"I love you too (n) and I'm never letting go" his heartbeats lull you to sleep.

#trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #one piece x reader #law one piece #one piece law

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Pompeii Part 4: happy birthday

Summary: Carlos goes through more pain with having to continue his life but what if doing so allows him to gain some happiness again?

Genre: Angst and fluff

Notes: Pompeii Part 4! not really proof read so may be grammar mistakes

Warnings: ANGSTY, MENTIONS OF DEATH, YELLING, CRYING

check out Ducky's first parts pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3

As the month dragged by, Carlos wasn't the same anymore. Every night Carlos would cry himself to sleep at the thought of getting older without his triplets. And with the rebuild of Casita, it made him feel even worse. He couldn’t bring himself to go back to the place that killed both of you. So he never helped rebuild Casita; instead, he would go back to the river every day.

Every time he visited he would bring some of your’s and Camilo’s favorite food because he knew how mad you would be at him for not taking care of himself. During his time he would enjoy the peace of the quiet and only imagine what you guys would have been up to by now, maybe you would have confessed to your crush you told him about a year ago. Or imagine how many fights would end up with a cactus in Camilo cause he pissed off Isabela. Maybe you all would have ganged up against your older sister to make fun and park her new boyfriend. Oh right…yall never say that. Damn. You guys had missed so much in life so far, Carlos can't even bring himself to think of what else you guys would as well. By the time the sun set he would trench back to the house that some villagers were letting his family stay in.

He arrived back in time for dinner. Once again he just ate his dinner in silence while everyone else was chatting away. He was about to excuse himself when his abuela said something.

“Family, we are all grateful for the help to rebuild our lovely Casita. Tomorrow we shall finally be able to move back in, so tonight please gather up all your stuff so we are ready to move.”

By the end of dinner Carlos dragged himself back into the room he was staying in. He didn't want to leave yet. Not that he liked this place no, he just didn't want to go back to the same place he lost his meaning to live. The place where the lives of triplets were lost. He didnt even wanna walk near there, let alone live there. But he had no choice, no matter how hard he wanted to avoid this time.

Thankfully he didn't have much to pack anyway, it only took him about an hour. He only had one last thing to pack tho. There he looked at the photo frame that was faced down on his night stand. With a shaking hand he hesitantly lifted it up to reveal a photo of you three on your thirteenth birthday. All of you laughing together while cake smeared all over y’all cause Carlos decided to start a cake fight.

He choked. He remembered all the fun birthdays shared and didn't realize that last year was gonna be the last ever time.

“Hermano wake up, we get to go back to Casita today!” and enthusiastic Antonio squeaked.

Carlos weakly opened his eyes that were glue shut from the tears that poured last night.

“Calmate im getting up”

When he got up body was sore. He had slept all night in the same position clenching onto the photo of you three close to his chest.

Everyone was standing around the path to casita while mirabel was holding a custom doorknob just for her

“I see me..all of me” she said with tears in her eyes

Once she placed the doorknob in magic spread all throughout the house and bringing it back to life, literally.

Everyone started flooding through the doors bringing back the atmosphere of their once beloved home. But Carlos didn't budge. He stood there staring at the house which he dreaded going back into. A pain started to fill every cavity of his chest just remembering that sight he saw of his siblings. When all of a sudden a hand was placed on his shoulder.

“ It hurts me as well, but we both know that they would want us to go in, no matter how much of chickens they would be acting right now,” Dolores said, causing a low chuckle from Carlos.

She reached her hand out for him to grab. Slowly he held on to his big sister's hand as he was about to do one of the most painful things in his life, going back to that dreaded place.

As they both walked through the door side by side he tried hard to stay strong and put on a brave face. Once he stepped in he was flooded by amazing memories he had with you two

“ Hey Stupid what would happen if we started spinning you in the hammock?” an 11 year old Carlos exclaimed to his brother.

“Only one way to find out!” a young and very stupid Camilo agreed.

Flash forward to within 5 minutes with Camilo in a hammock wearing a helmet and holding onto the sides of it for dear life, and on the other side Carlos on the end of the hammock ready to spin him.

“What are you doing now?!” came in young y/n holding an empanada you just got from your tia.

“ About to see what happens to milo if we spin him in the hammock”

“I’ve got a helmet!” he interrupted.

“Yes he has a helmet. So you gonna help us or not”

“Fineeee” young you had said while stuffing the rest of your empanada in your mouth so you could help them.

“ ha remember that time we convinced Camilo to go into the hammock and spin him around” he said to his sister, remembering the memory

“ isn’t it the time he flung out and you guys had tia keep it a secret from mama cause you both knew you’d get in trouble”

“Haha yeah…it was fun”

Dolores had a smile escape from her seeing him laugh and remember the good times they all had together.

It has been a month now since they’ve moved back in. Almost everyone had gotten comfy again and settled back in. All but Carlos. Ever since they came back he hasn't opened his door. He didn’t want his powers back, it would only pain him to remember his matching gift with his triplets. And not seeing your guys' doors near his anymore hurts like hell. So instead he has been sleeping in Antonio’s room since Pepa wont let him sleep on the couch downstairs all by himself.

At dinner tonight something seemed off. Everyone's chatter sort of seemed a bit forced like they were all trying to hold something in. You can clearly tell in Mirabel’s face that she couldn’t keep straight. All of the sudden it seemed like Pepa had gotten the courage to speak.

“Carlos it’s your birthday tomorrow, would you like anything?” she asked with hesitation.

“ …I don't want to celebrate,” he said, holding back his tears. He had lost all track of time that he didn’t even notice it was almost his birthday. His birthday…no. It should have been an our birthday instead. He should have celebrated it alongside both of you. Now that he realizes it it was always you and Milo who made a bigger deal out of your guys birthday. All week he would have heard about it. All planning what gifts you wanted to get or who won the vote of the cake flavor this year. But none of it was gonna happen

With this he excused himself from the table and headed up to his room. While he was there he looked at the photo frame that was faced down on his night stand. With a shaking hand he hesitantly lifted it up to reveal a photo of you three on your thirteenth birthday. All of you laughing together while cake smeared all over you all cause Carlos decided to start a cake fight.

He choked. He remembered all the fun birthdays shared and didn't realize that last year was gonna be the last ever time.

“Happy birthday!” Carlos heard while being licked in the face by Antonio’s jaguar. What an amazing wake up call.

“Alright Alright i’m awake” he said half awake.

After he had gotten up and ready for the day he and Antonio headed down for breakfast.

When they got downstairs you could tell that the atmosphere felt a bit weird.

“Happy Birthday mijo” Felix calmly said to his son while placing a hand on his back.

“Gracias papa”

“ I miss them greatly as well, but we'll get through this together.”

“Carlos glanced over, giving him a slight smile for the kind gesture.

It was now a bit later in the day. Carlos was waiting for his tia to finish making some food for him to take for today.

During his aimless walk around he ended up going up upstairs. Walking along the edge he held his arm out to let his fingers sweep by the railing. He just did many aimless laps around, only moving to not run into plants. Yet during all this he didnt think a thing. His mind was just blank.

During lap who knows what, while he was walking he didn't pay attention and tipped over a small vase.

Doing this made him snap out of his trance. Quickly picking up the mess he made he finally realized where he was. There in front of him was his unopened door. He paused his cleaning and just stared at it.

“We both know you should open it”

A whisper voice appeared out of nowhere, scaring the hell out of him.

“AHHH! DOLORES WHAT DA HELL?!”

“Lo siento hermano”

“...maybe your right”

“ que?”

“ I mean those losers would have wanted me to open it by now right?”

“Agreed”

“Should I…?”

“It’s your decision”

Upon hearing this Carlos closed his eyes and took a deep breath. With fear in his eyes he looked at the doorknob. He took small slow steps towards the door and once he reached it his breathing hitched. Raising his hand upwards to grip the doorknob. When his hand was hovering over it he froze. Is he really gonna do this? How will he live with himself? But it’s what they would want right? But it still wouldn’t be the same? The more questions he wondered the fear was more evident on his face then over. Looking over his shoulder to glance at his sister she gave a resuring headnod that it’s okay. With this he finally lowered his hand and gripped on the doorknob. But nothing happened. The door was still blank. Confusion started to rise

“Did it work?”

“I don't know let me give it a try”

He tried to transform into anyone…but his appearance stayed the same.

“Wh-what’s happening?” a distressed Carlos asked

“I-i don't know!” said an equally confused Dolores

Carlos held up both of his hands, they were shaking crazy. His eyes darted all around trying to unscramble the mess in his brain. He looked up to meet the eyes of his sister, his lip trembling.

“CARLOS YOUR FOOD IS READY!” yelled his tia from the kitchen

“...I have to go”

With this he ran down stairs and swiftly grabbed the basket off the counter and ran. He didn’t know where he was running, he just let his feet guide him.

Finally when his feet stopped he looked up to see where he was. He had ran all the way to your guys’ graves. He hasn’t visited here ever since where you guys were buried, it pained him to come here again. Upon closer look he realized that the ruanas he placed on the grave stones were gone

“ No, no where did they go?!” he yeld while holding back a sob stuck in his throat.

He collapsed to the floor gripping his ruana near his chest. A pain unimaginable was in his heart. How much more could this day pain him? He sat there balling his eyes out. All the pain that had been building up from today was being released.

“ hey loser you don't look good crying” said a familiar voice

Carlos shot his head up to see who was talking. His hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot from the violent sobs. When he looked up he saw a sight he missed all too well.

“Ca-camilo…?”

“Yup! I would say in the flesh but umm yeahhh”

“How are you-where’s y/n?!”

“Over here dumbass”

Carlos shot his head back to see the sight of his sibling standing there. Oh god how much he missed it

“Wait how are you guys-”

“Well, if you would have been smart, I believe you got a new gift. Oh, and we never got the chance to thank you for our ruanas, it was getting cold.” you said.

“Ha your welcome then”

" Now you have to catch us up on everything though"

That was his new gift, being able to talk to the dead. Maybe his gift was still connected to his siblings in the end after all…

#spotify #camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo x y/n #carlos madrigal #carlos madrigal x reader #carlos madrigal x y/n #angst #triplet au #sorry but i couldn't help myself from writting this #carlos my beloved #encanto carlos #my fic

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existingonanotherplane · 1 year

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Happy Stranger Things day :D!!! Byler tag is winnin rn c:

Here’s Part 2 of the ‘i love you’ series, sorry it took so long c:

Uh oh, Michael! That look you’re giving is a little tender 😟

Mike is bored as hell.

Who knew that the government slowly taking over the remnants of his home town while some dude, who he guesses is obsessed with Will, is trying to end life as they know it would be so slow.

Not that he wants any life ending things to happen. He just never thought he'd find himself bored, of all things, while the world was trying to end.

It was the day after the talk with Will about the painting, which if hes being honest, he still feels really good about. Maybe he'd been a little sappy saying that he loved him but it was true! And he didn't regret it.

It's been a few months since everythings started and other than the very obvious changes that have happened like the weather or the gates, Mike has been feeling like he's been getting hit with surprise after surpise every other week.

Dealing with the aftermath of the injured friends, the town ripping into four, Max was in a god damned coma, and Eddie-

Mike didnt like thinking about that moment. Even if things were marginally better now. So he doesn't. The feeling lingers anyway.

Point is lots of things changed and they haven't stopped.

It wasn't long after that that Will and El had decided he'd let the rest of the party (and extended party as well) that they'd discovered some kind of hidden power in Will. They'd explained how they weren't sure why it did'nt manifest in Hawkins before they moved, other than the True Sight and Now Visions, that there was more that he could do.

Mike is pretty sure they're still keeping an ability of his hidden but from what they can understand, his powers are similar to El in the since of like, moving things with his mind and going into the Void. The differ though, because Will's makes things react like how the upside down or its creatures does.

Like flickering lights or sometimes, when he's feeling strongly, particles will appear around him. There's a few theories going around with this, the craziest one, thanks to Dustin, is that maybe Will is a walking gate.

Mike isn't sure about that but he knows Will has always been tied to the UD since things have started. Will feels like he can't escape the upside down but maybe its the other way around?

He thinks that's maybe why Will was able to sense that Eddie was still barely alive down there. He and El had been able to locate him, and although it had caused a lot of heartache they got him out. So now he sits in the hospital with Max.

Mike wonders how many more times he's going to lose something to that hellhole only for it to come right back.

He shakes his head, not really sure how he ended up thinking about all that in the first place.

Head knocking back on the couch, Mike releases an honestly extreemly dramtic and long sigh. The meeting they had schedueled for today could not get here any faster.

'knock knock knock'

Was that the door? The meeting isn't for another three hours so honestly Mike isn't really expecting it when he opens the door to find none other than Will standing outside.

"Will!" a smile flys over his face before he could think otherwise. Not that he'd want to anyways.

"Hey!" Will greets back in a tone similar to his own. His own pretty smile gracing his face.

Mike takes a moment to give Will a once over. Not for any particular reason but he thinks it only makes sense to look when Will is constanly looking as nice as he does. Even in an apocolypse, Will still manages.

Today he's wearing a turtle neck, something they've all started doing since the weather took a turn for the colder, some baggy pants and the same boots hes been wearing since he found them a couple weeks ago at the shelter. It's a simple outfit but Will looks good anyways.

"Uh, Mike?"

Mike's eyes snap back up to Will's face. He looks a little red and Mike wonders if he's cold. He backs away from the door frame so Will doesn't freeze, recognizing that the weather, while still super cold, is actually good in the whole "not raining poision" kind of way.

Will shuffles past him, giving him a strange look on the way in. Mike realizes that he has yet to respond.

"Sorry! Zoned out there for a second." He says in a rush, glancing back over at his friend. Will nods, looking a little confused or maybe concerned, but Mike is too focused on how cozy he looks and that same tingling feeling he had gotten yesterday returns.

Maybe he needs to the doctor? He walks over and wraps Will in a hug instead.

"What's going on? You're here so early." Mike says, leaning his cheek on the top of his head.

He feels Will adjust a bit, moving a little closer.

"Yeah, they were trying to rope me into more cabin repairs."

Mike lets out a breath of air, laughing. They'd been staying there for a while and there's still repairs that they've had to do. At least that giant hole in the roof is gone.

"Oh yeah," he says instead, "we wouldn't want that. Can't have you working too hard." Mike finishes, squeezing Will a little more into the hug.

Will lets out a laugh, knocking his hand against Mike's side and making him jump back to avoid the impromptu tickle attack he would've gotten.

"Says the guy who breaks down the moment someone even thinks of excersize." Will says through a laugh.

Mike rolls his eyes. He's not that opposed to working out, no need for dramatics.

"I don't think you're any better, Will."

And that might be a lie actually, because Will has defintly filled out compared to Mike's own lankiness. The height is nice though and he's managed to keep his title as the tallest in the group, althogh Lucas had almost taken that from him.

Mike reaches for Will's hand, correcting a little instead for his wrist. It might be a little weird if he just grabbed his hand. Before pulling him out of the walkway and towards the basement.

"Remind me. Why do I talk to you again?" Will says behind him and Mike bites down a smile, knowing he's about to say something stupid.

"Can't resist the Wheeler-" he lets out, stretching the second half of his name.

Will goes dead silent but Mike knows that if he looks back Will would be struggling to hold in a laugh.

He giggles to himself when he hears a "Dude. No." instead.

Time passes pretty quickly after that. He and Will hung out for a while. Mostly talking or playing games or even just sitting there and enjoying each other's company.

Everyone eventually showed up and the meeting started. With things being a waiting game there wasn't much to say. It became an overview of the plan they'd come up with some adjustments here and there, scheduling training for various people, talking about supply runs and then just general updates.

All in all it went smoothly but now everyone was packing things up. It was getting late and there's a curfew now. Not to mention, being out after dark was overall dangerous. Mike didn't enjoy everyone leaving the way they did but he knew they had to.

They had just finished their goodbyes and were loading into their respective cars. Will had ridden his bike over to his house and was now getting on it to ride it over to his family's car before Mike stopped him again, placing his hand over the bike's handlebar. And subsequently, Will's hand.

Mike didn't want anyone to leave really but it felt especially strong with Will in that second. Maybe he should ask him to stay over? Wait, no he can't do that either because of the early morning training he had.

Mike sighs, hunching slightly and looking back down at their joined hands, smiling at the sight. Palm tingling where it sits on top of Will's.

Wait-

He glances back up at Will, who looks a little flushed, probably from the cold, but is looking at him curiously. He and El had started doing this thing where they tilt their head in confusion. He's not sure who started it but it was insanely adorable and maybe Mike should say something instead of just staring at his best friend actually.

"Um, there's a meeting tomorrow too, right?"

That might've been the dumbest thing he's said. They'd just got out of the meeting. The next one's date was written on a board downstairs. Mike had been the one to write it. He wants to slap himself.

If Will thought it was weird he didn't say anything.

He smiles a little as he replies, very easily and not at all strange like Mike had just been, "Yeah. It's at the cabin."

And Mike knew that because when they had said it Will had bumped his shoulder with his own and shot him a smile so of course Mike committed it to memory. Which is a normal thing to do. Will hasn't been smiling as often and not to mention it's a great smile so why wouldn't he?

Plus it's like his duty to commit it to memory as his best friend.

Mike nods a few times, probably too many, hunching down a little more to look at Will's face in full.

"Cool… Welp, uh, goodnight William."

He's an idiot.

He hears Will mumble an almost inaudible "Ew, what the hell." A small smile playing on his lips, which Mike isn't looking at. Or well he is looking at them but it's a totally normal amount.

He pulls his eyes back up to Will's just in time to see him roll his own and Mike thinks he loves him.

"Goodnight, Michael-" Will starts, exasperated and fond.

"Love you. Get home safe." Mike finishes. Voice sounding sweeter than even he was expecting.

Will's face looks much like the last time. A little shocked but there's a smile starting to form. Mike watches some color flood into his cheeks and a full body tingle settles itself over him.

"Will! C'mon!" Jonathan yells over from inside of the car. Successfully snapping Mike out of whatever trance he had been in. He was definitely staring at his mouth for too long that time.

"I'm comin'!" Will shouts back, placing his feet onto the bike pedals.

He looks back at Mike briefly, a little sheepish when he says

"Sorry. I'll be safe." He pushes off beginning to pedal towards the waiting car but mike doesn't miss his words,

"Love you too, Mike." He can hear the smile in his voice.

Maybe Mike's heart melts a little but he wouldn't tell you that.

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Notes: (might post this on AO3 if i finish it haha)

And that's that. part 2 c: Would y'all believe that Mike is still not aware of his feelings :D. He'll figure it out c: Now it's time to start part 3. Happy stranger things day!

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dasha-haziez · 1 year

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JinChul beloved

Istg i will write this fic myself- With all honesty, i really like the thought of Woo Jin-chul working to the point of beyond exhaustion, being in his headspace while working and not noticing the time AT ALL.

Like you know those times where you are doing something and really focused on them you didnt realise it has been hours?

But in Jin-Chul case, this might be unrealistic but he's been working for 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥. His substance are powered by coffee. Gallons of them at this point probably.

Promtly then snapping out of trance as he realise his body weaken. Like, tired kind of weak where youre muscles feels like jelly and stuff.

then Go Gunhee came into the office after another worker decided its probably a good idea to let the Chairman knows of his right hand man's situation.

I'm sure Gunhee is a busy man but he could always spare some time to do something else. And SOOOOO.

Gunhee took matters into HIS own hands. That being carrying the half-conscious Jin-Chul and manhadles him into bed in Jinchul's apartment.

And man does it look 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤. Its clean and all but the food- Fridge is empty asf and even cupboards!

Gunhee is aware about Jin-Chul staying in his office often and stays there at most time, though it never till the point he worked into passing out. Jin-Chul ate yes but only a good few bites before he stores them back into the office's fridge and going back to work.

So, Gunhee personaly, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘺 takes care of Jin-Chul. Like ordering food and suplements. Most food are not to heavy for the stomach too due to Gunhee worrying it'll do Jin-Chul no good at all.

Though after a good meal and chat with Gunhee, Jin-chul fell asleep for 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨.

Lets say four or three. Just sleeping there with occasional and really short time of him waking up to take a drink or bathroom break. Before plopping into bed knowing the chairman visit him in the evenings making sure of things are okay and dandy.

that said, Gunhee worries for the young man's health. Sleeping for days? Isnt that an anomaly by now? Though the healer says everything fine other then immense amount of fatigue and the lack of nutrients.

In the end things turns out fine, JinChul and Gunhee had a talk about the situation. Jinchul assures its fine and he'll try to take care of himself better.

Which spoiler alert, it happened again. Few times each year.

So Gunhee isnt suprised when someone calls him in for help.

Im gonna write this istg i will. The plot gon be where someone ask for Gunhee's help.

Cause JinChul beloved just passes out and they are all confused on what tf to do with it.

#Woo jinchul #solo leveling #go gun hee #headcanons #drabble #oneshot #fluff #ao3 fic #fanfiction #I just think its neat #Please dont steal this prompt.

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remycroft · 6 months

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Cross my Heart, I hope you die || Heimdall (GoW) X Reader

Found - Chapter 2

I hated this, I hated every part of the last three years. I was being trained restlessly by my mother, she wanted me to be able to use a sword so we found one off a dead body, it was horrible craftsmanship and it wasn't sharp at all so I, not my mother, sharpened the blade for hours. My mother was also training me in magic more, that was my weakest point. I could do simple healing spells but they took a lot of effort, I could blast someone backwards a little bit, and I could help plants grow. I couldn't do the things she wanted me too, I was becoming even more of a failure.

My mother had also regained her ability to hurt people and now she was taking every chance she got when it came to Atreus and Kratos.

My mother, after my failure, was able to convince the mortals about Kratos causing Fimbulwinter but, like I thought, they were still alive. I was always waiting in the wings aiming arrows and daggers at them, I quite literally couldn't miss a shot. I used to think it was a good thing, now I'm clearly wrong.

I had skimmed Atreus cheek with an arrow and hit Kratos in the shoulder, this distracted them and allowed my mother to plunge her sword into his chest. This didn't cause fatal damage, I was conflicted on whether to be dissapointed or not, I wanted this to end but I didn't want either of them dead, they didnt deserve it.

I had found out from Atreus when he tried to make me drop my weapons that Baldur attempted to kill my mother for his 'enchantment', it was more like a curse, and that Kratos killed him to save her life. I had tried my best to convince my mother to spare them, she wouldn't listen. She was too overcome by emotions to listen to reason. That was a normal for her now, she refused to listen to anything I have to say.

Before this, I had only fought people once, it was necessary, a do or die situation. This was unfair, unnecessary. They weren't our enemy, Asgard was.

The Aesir destroyed our family, killed my father, cursed my mother, Odin probably helped turn Baldur against my mother, fed him lies. I know my mother hurt him but knowing how deep Odin's evil runs, there mustve been something else to make him that angry.

My mother was left in the snow, she sent a destructive avalanche their way in hopes to end their lives. I hope she failed. She failed

I was eating a rabbit when I heard the light footsteps of Atreus approaching. My mother paused her work on Thrungva, hopefully this doesn't class as him getting in the way.

"Freya - ." He exclaims, vines wraps around his body, what do I do here? Do I try my best to cut him out or hope that my mother releases him? I get my dagger out ready. "You should've stayed with Sindri." He was struggling even more, a vine wrapped around his neck and I made my decision.

I got up to go free him from the vines but before i take a step forward my mother wraps one round both my ankles and waist, shit. "Wait! Stop!" The boy shouts, his voice broken from the vines strangling him. "Your father- where is he?"

"Not here!" I was doing my best to break free, I had to help him. She hadn't tied my wrists so I brought my dagger to the vine and started cutting it away, as I cut through another one lashed around me. There was no hope of breaking free. "He sent you?"

"No. He doesn't know." As I lost hope of freedom the vine around my waist loosened and I eventually was set free. I stayed standing.

My mother gave me an apologetic look and I understood why she did it, she didn't trust them so she needed Atreus trapped. She stood and spoke turned to Atreus, "You shouldn't have come. He took my son, what makes you think I won't do the same?" She holds her blade to his throat and I run to hold her back, she tries to catch me in her vines but this time I saw it coming and they miss me. I grab onto her shoulder and remove her, making her stumble, she regains her bearings and she puts Thrungva back in her sheathe.

"Remember your promise to me! You swore he wouldn't be harmed if he didn't get in the way. This is not him getting in the way. Please mother, you're better than this, he's just a kid." She seems to calm down, her shoulders relax but then she sees something around Atreus' throat. I see it too. She puts her sword to his throat, cuts it off his neck and retrieves it. "What is that?"

"The tip of an arrow, that helped kill my son." How could Atreus be such an idiot? That's a great thing to bring when you come and talk to the woman whose son you helped murder.

This apparently helped his case, maybe she thinks he feels guilt over it. The vines around his neck loosen and fall to the ground.

"Thanks, I knew you wouldn't kill me."

"What do you know of me?"

"I know you haven't killed me yet, and I hope it's not just because of (Y/n), thanks by the way." I give him a curt nod. "So while you're thinking it over why don't you let me go and I can tell you why I came?"

"If you mean to plead for your father, save your breath. His fate is sealed."

"But you know who's to blame for everything..." At least I can agree with Atreus here, Odin is to blame and Odin has to die. "I cannot get to Odin. Nor do I need to. Ragnarok will take him." She feeds the fire with more wood and then Atreus says something which shakes me to my core,

"Yeah, well what if I told you that he came to Midgard." The rest of the vines trapping him fall. Odin was here, in Midgard. "He came to us, offered peace if we don't move against him." This was probably a lie, mother had told me how manipulative and deceptive Odin was. If I were to meet him, I wouldn't listen to a word he says. "He claims Ragnarok has already been averted." How could that happen? This was the world's fate wasn't it, the realms would be destroyed and everyone would die.

"He lies."

"Maybe. But if you know Groa's prophecy, you know it depends on an army of Giants." His voice was desperate, he didn't come here for his father, he came here to recruit us.

"The Giants wait for war in Jötunheim."

"No." This didn't sound good, "I've been there. There is no Giant army. There are no Giants at all." So Ragnarok has been averted, if there are no Giants then an army of Giants can't attack. It was nice to know we wouldn't all die but it was horrible to think Odin could still live. He deserves Ragnarok, to see everything he's gained be lost. "Just me." Atreus was a giant? "You..?" I asked, for a second I thought he couldn't be, he was too small and then I remembered that all Giants weren't actually giant.

He was completely released now and he walked towards us, "In Jötunheim we learned the truth, my mother was the last guardian of out people in Midgard. And that's not all, the Giants have prophecies about me. They know me as Loki." So Atreus was half-giant, half God? That was quite a heritage. When I found out he was also a demi-god I thought he was similar to me, but no, he was in fact better.

"I think maybe, I'm supposes to help stop Odin somehow." He can't think he can single handedly take on Odin, right? He was just a kid, where as Odin had armies, people, a stronghold. "But since all the Giants are dead, and you won't fight Odin, then he's already won." He sounded hopeless, I hated it. "Mother, we should help them." She didn't listen to me, of course she didn't.

"We should be working together? Now that you can fight again -"

"I am far from whole." That one hurt. I know the death of Baldur was horrible and I know I'm not the perfect child but I still was hers. It's been three years and until earlier she had grown so distant from me that it broke my heart. Why would I never be enough for her?

"Okay. But we found Tyr" so two half Giants who are against Odin exist. Still not an army. "Maybe if you spoke to him -"

"Tyr is alive?"

"Yeah, we broke him out of Svartalfheim." How could they get to Svartalfheim? Realm travel has been made impossible. "Impossible, the Nine Realms are closed to all." My mother states. "No, we opened up the way." How did that happen? "We just don't know where to go next, but if we all band together."

"Enough."

"He's right, mother."

"I said, enough!" She throws Atreus out of the courtyard and blocks his entry with a wall of thorns. "Mother!"

"Would you like to go with him?" I relented, I didn't want to leave her in the state she was in and besides that she was the most powerful being in Midgard right now, I was safe with her, I wouldn't be harmed if I was with her.

"Leave this place. Go and do not return. Go before I change my mind. Do not expect the same mercy for your father." I give a sweet smile to Atreus and he gives me an awkward one back.

"We should help them." I say as we return to our places by the fire. "No. I need to speak with Sigrun, find my wings then kill Kratos."

"How will your wings help you?"

"They will make me more whole and I'll also be able to fly." That was even more progress but then a thought came to my head. "Will I be left alone?" Her expression became the soft, loving one of my mother, "No, I'll speak to Sigrun, she'll help find my wings and then we will retrieve them." She removed a bit of my loose hair out of my eyes and I reveled in the touch. She seemed better when thinking of the idea, I was glad she was.

"Look, I know I haven't been the best mother to you and -" I didn't let her finish, I knew where it was going. I threw my arms around her and held her tightly to me, she wrapped her arms around me too and I was now the happiest I had been in years. She broke apart from me, "When I attack again, you will keep Atreus away, keep him safe. I will subdue Kratos and he will have a choice die, or with this new realm travel of theirs, help me regain my freedom." She'd come back to me, my mother was back. I nodded and I hugged her again, I was grateful I had my mother, the commander was gone.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter and thank you for reading my work. Also, be patient the man himself takes some time to appear, I want her built properly before her world goes upside down. 😉

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