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haikyu-mp4 · 2 months

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For cartwheels

word count; 1062 – gn!reader, inspired by my desperate dream of doing a cartwheel

Tsukishima Kei was so happy to get home after a long day at the museum where he worked, desperate to spend the evening inside in your company. Unfortunately, he married you, so he could never get the peace he wanted for free.

You were standing awkwardly on the lawn in front of your house when he exited the car. Your husband walked closer slowly as if approaching a dangerous animal. “Why are you out here, brat?” he asked affectionately, but then he saw the tear trickling down from your eye. “What’s wrong?”

With a sniffle, you lift your arm and wipe at the tear before pouting at him, shoulders shaking a little but he wasn’t sure if it was sobs or oncoming laughter because it seemed like a mixture of both. “I so desperately want to do a cartwheel,” you explained, letting another tear fall.

“I’m sorry, what?” he asked, wondering if he heard you right as he straight up stopped and just stared at you.

“I suddenly got this intense urge to do a cartwheel, but I can’t do a cartwheel!”

“Have you tried, are you hurt?” he asked, this time wondering if maybe you had tried already and that was why you were crying.

“I just told you, I can’t do cartwheels. I’m stuck walking around like some lame person.” you insisted, walking around in a circle as if for emphasis. He covered his mouth with his hand, acting as if he was thinking and even putting the other hand on his hip for the act, but really he was just trying not to laugh at you when you were feeling so emotional. He didn’t understand why this made you cry, and he probably never would. There are many times in this marriage where you tested his patience, but he never loved you any less.

After basking in this weird energy for a minute, he put his bag down and started rolling up his sleeves. “Just try it.”

You wrung your hands and swayed your body a bit like a little kid who is about to ask their parent for something. “Will you try with me? I’m scared that the neighbours will see me do it alone and think I’m weird.”

“God forbid they think that,” he mumbled sarcastically, making you lightly slap his chest. He blinked in disbelief, so close to just saying no, but there was something about the way you looked at him like he could save your entire day. “I can call Yamaguchi and ask if he wants to come over for a playdate?” he asked, bratty as ever despite his affection for you.

“I want you! This is what I married you for,” you said, always turning overly dramatic when Tsukki fought against you.

Once again, he deadpanned as he looked at you, silently asking if you were serious. “You married me to do cartwheels together in our garden?”

You grinned innocently and shrugged your shoulders. “Amongst other things.”

His eyes fell closed, pinching between them with his pointer finger and thumb. Tsukishima actually couldn’t believe he was about to agree, except yes he could. He was so smitten with you that there was no doubt in his mind he would eventually agree anyway. “Fine, but you have to make dinner after I break both my arms and legs.”

Completely ignoring his dramatics, you clap your hands excitedly. “You’re the athlete, you have to go first.” His eyes were cursing you, but he still got ready, breathing in and out as his eyes measured the space he had. You giggled and stood at the side, cheering for him like a cheerleader. “Go, Tsukki!”

“It’s Kei to you,” he said, breaking his concentration again because nothing was worth his time more than bickering with you.

“Do the cheerleaders at your games call you that?” you argued with a scrunched nose, reminding him you could be just as stubborn.

“No, but I’m not married to them!” he said, finally reaching the level of exasperated.

You giggle, always happy to hear him say you’re married. “Let’s go, baby, while the sun is up.”

It’s such a bratty line that he considered refusing again, but he finally got ready so that the two of you could get it over with. If you hadn’t been cheering for him, you would have heard him mumble a quick “Lucky I love you” before he finally lifted his arms and tried to do a cartwheel across the grass.

It wasn’t that bad, honestly. He did just fine at first but then forgot to steady himself and one leg just followed the other and the next thing he knew, he was sitting on the ground with his glasses askew. You cheered loudly as Tsukishima straightened up his glasses and huffed. “Was it exhilarating?” you asked, holding out a hand to help him up.

“I’m never doing it again,” he insisted while you pulled him up. He squeezed your hand and gestured with his free hand towards the open space. “Your turn.”

An excited giggle left your mouth as you moved to where he stood previously, but your face fell abruptly when he just watched you silently. “Are you not going to cheer?”

He pursed his lips and lifted a hand like the Statue of Liberty, followed by a weak “Go, go, let’s go!”

That was more than enough to satisfy you, as you put up your hands and skipped for a step or two before tumbling across the lawn. It didn’t last for long, and you weren’t particularly good at it. But your laugh when you landed was enough of a sign to Kei that his mission succeeded. You were happy.

He helped you up and pulled you to his chest. The neighbours were totally watching you. “Was is exhilarating?” he asked you back.

“My butt hurts,” you complained, but it was still mixed with laughter.

He chuckled. It sounded like music to your ears. The soft kind of chuckle that caressed your heart and reminded you he was the one. “Mine too, honey.”

As you started making your way inside, Kei had his arm over your shoulders and yours was stretched across his back while he told you about his day. All you could do was stare up at him in wonder. That’s the man you married. In sickness and in health, for cartwheels and other things.

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/I got to the part where the reader asks him to join and suddenly realised I had no idea what character I was writing for, so I started imagining every moody haikyuu character doing cartwheels.

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xxsabitoxx · 1 year

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How the Pillars react to your death

Important note: all of these deaths occur during the infinity castle arc, heavy and implied spoilers. Rengoku’s reaction to your death takes place before Mugen Train! Reader’s gender is unspecified.

Warnings: this post contains spoilers for the final arc of the manga. This includes implied spoilers for various characters. Please do not read this if you don’t want to be spoiled and don’t blame me if you go ahead and read it anyways lol

A/N: I wrote this whole post in my head while showering last night and I’m honestly offended it took me 3x as long to actually write it.

Giyu

“CAWWW! DEAD! KOCHO SHINOBU AND L/N Y/N ARE DEAD! THEY DIED AFTER A CONFRONTATION WITH UPPER MOON TWO!” Giyu’s body comes to a screeching halt, Tanjiro shooting past him before falling to his knees as violent sobs wracked his body. Giyu, on the other hand, is frozen in place, a sob stuck in his throat. Shinobu’s death was a punch to the gut, but you? For the first time since Sabito had died, Giyu felt tears burning at the back of his eyes. Yet, nothing would come out, those tears wouldn’t break the barrier and slip down his cheeks. His tight throat would not let the sob escape. There was no possible way you were gone, you promised him you’d be okay. Though, childish beliefs like that reminded him of his own faults. Once again, he couldn’t protect the people he cared about. Rather than wallowing in sudden grief, he began moving again, past Tanjiro who was struggling to get back up. He needed to keep moving, if he didn’t stop, he was certain he would collapse entirely and never get up again. He couldn’t let your sacrifice go to waste.

Shinobu

Her feet barely hit the ground, body manoeuvring through the endless castle with one destination in mind. “CAWWW! DEAD! L/N Y/N IS DEAD! THEY DIED AFTER ENCOUNTERING UPPER MOON TWO!” She stumbles, shock hitting her like a bucket of ice water being dumped over her head. Her mind is racing, not willing to believe what the crow had just said to be true. You had steered away from the plan. In a desperate attempt to save Shinobu’s life you tried to defeat Upper Two yourself. Hot, angry tears are spilling down her cheeks, hand clutching her heart as she tries to understand. “Why would you do this? Why wouldn’t you take my word for it and go with Tomioka? Look what you did… you went and got yourself killed,” Yet again, Upper Two had taken something precious to her. One word flashed through her mind, alongside your beautiful face. Revenge. She would get her revenge, not only for Kanae, but for you. “Don’t worry, my love. I’ll be with you soon.”

Rengoku

It’s quiet, too quiet even. You should be back by now, the sun has fully risen. Kyojuro’s heart is hammering in his chest, doom creeping up his spine. He has an unshakable bad feeling about your late arrival. His worst fears are confirmed when your crow arrives without you. “No…” breathless, as if all the air is being ripped from his lungs. “Don’t say it…” his knees are giving out as your crow lands on the wooden porch. “T-they’re gone…aren’t they?” he chokes it out, the words are as bitter and burning as bile. Your crow only caws, soft and full of sorrow, unable to share the proper message as Kyojuro begins to sob. He’s curling in on himself, crying so loudly but unable to hear it due to the intensity of the ringing in his ears. It’s a panic attack manifesting in the most intense form. He can’t fathom a world without you, nevermind having to live in one. Senjuro is rushing to his brother's aid, seeing your crow gives him more than enough information to know as tears well in his eyes.

Tengen

He’s kneeling dutifully outside of Nezuko’s room, Shinjuro by his side. His wives are inside, too stubborn to sit out and not help at all. Their excuse being that Nezuko saved his life, they owe her the same kind of protection now. You on the other hand, were too determined, leaving your retirement to fight the battle against the demon lord himself. Nothing Tengen nor his wives said could convince you to stay on the sidelines. His heart is sinking the moment your crow appears in the distance, he’d recognize it anywhere. “N-no… don’t you dare…” Tengen’s voice is cracking as it lands, Shinjuro is turning his head the other way, knowing what is to come. “Don’t you dare say they are dead…” his voice is rising in his panic, he knows the answer. The commotion has Makio, Suma and Hinatsuru running outside. The moment Hina’s eyes land on your crow, a violent sob escapes her chest, falling to her knees as Makio and Suma come to the same conclusion. “T-they’re dead…aren’t they?!” Makio sobs, Tengen can’t raise his head as your crow delivers your final message.

Mitsuri

She’s frozen in place as a crow comes directly for her, fear is ebbing through her body, a cold sweat forming on her brow. She knows the message before the crow can even utter it. “No! Go back! I don’t want to hear it!” Obanai is frozen beside her, grabbing her arm so she doesn’t collapse. The crow circles around her, cawing woefully as she begins to cry. “I-I don’t want to know! Don’t tell me!” she’s hiccupping as Obanai tries to pull her forward, they need to keep moving. “Mitsuri…” his voice is surprisingly soft, the crow is still circling overhead. “We need to hear the message…” she shakes her head, hands coming up to cover her ears as tears slip down her cheeks. The crow caws again, Obanai signals for it to deliver the message. “CAWWW! L/N Y/N IS DEAD! THEY DIED AFTER AN ALTERCATION WITH UPPER MOON ONE!” The crow continued on about who lived and who died, what was important is that upper moon one was dead. That didn’t matter to her though, no she couldn’t even hear the rest of the message over the ringing in her years. Mitsuri let Obanai tug her along, they needed to keep moving at whatever the cost.

Muichiro

“CAWWW! L/N Y/N IS DEAD!” He keeps running, uncertain as to why he feels a tightness in his chest at the crow’s message. “THEY DIED DURING A CONFLICT WITH UPPER TWO!” He’s still moving, more so concerned over his unexpected and overwhelming sadness. Why am I sad? I don’t even remember that name… but then your kind smile is flashing before his eyes and the world is crashing down around him. He comes to a screeching halt, eyes wide as he finally pieces together the message. “y/n…” how could he ever forget? Before he realizes it, he’s sniffling. Tears blur his vision for a moment before he blinks them away. He begins to move again, the sadness gripping his chest is slowly fading, fading until he can’t even remember why he got teary eyed in the first place. He needs to remember the task at hand… where was he heading again?

Obanai

The flapping of wings catches him off guard, head craning upwards as the crow begins to caw. The noise is full of sorrow, which can only mean it bears bad news. “Obanai…” Mitsuri is watching the animal circle above them, her heart pounding erratically at the endless possibilities of the message it may share. “CAWWW! L/N Y/N IS DEAD! THEY DIED IN BATTLE AGAINST UPPER MOON ONE!” Obanai’s feet are slowing, hitting the floor beneath him with a little too much force as the message rings through his head over and over. “N-no… oh… Iguro I…” Mitsuri is crying, staring at the man beside her as the world seems to cave in on him. It’s as if everything is in slow motion for a few beats in time. The words the crow uttered felt foreign, your name paired with ‘dead’ didn’t make any sense in his mind. It was impossible really, there was no way you were dead. You had gone to face Upper One with Gyomei, Sanemi, Muichiro… four hashira against upper One and you didn’t make it? You were so strong… no the message can’t be correct. “Kanroji… let’s keep moving.” he’s turning it off, every swelling emotion is being suppressed as he takes off again. Mitsuri is left with no choice but to wipe her tears and follow.

Sanemi

Upper Moon One is standing before him, Gyomei at his side. This battle needed to be won, if not, everything would be lost. The demon before him needed to be put down, there was no other option. He’s talking, but he couldn’t be bothered to listen. Rather, Sanemi is gauging every vital point he can strike and how to go about doing it. “CAWW! I BRING A MESSAGE!” he doesn’t glace up, nothing that crow could say would be able to break his focus. “L/N Y/N IS DEAD!” except for that. Sanemi inhales deeply, eyes widening significantly as he debates on if he heard the message correctly. “THEY DIED DURING AN ALTERCATION WITH UPPER MOON TWO! UPPER MOON TWO IS NOW DEAD!” it feels as if all the air in the room had been sucked away with the crow’s flapping wings. Upper One no longer seemed smug about the message after the addition of Upper Two being defeated. Beside him, Gyomei is crying. Sanemi doesn’t realize it, but so is he. He’s oblivious to the hot, angry tears rolling down his cheeks. Still, his patience remains intact, waiting for Gyomei’s signal to attack the high ranked demon. Now, he has absolutely nothing to lose. Kagaya is gone, now you are gone, it is likely the rest of the Hashira wouldn’t make it out of this… he has nothing left to fight for.

Gyomei “CAWWW! L/N Y/N IS DEAD! THEY DIED AFTER ENCOUNTERING MUZAN!” Tears flow freely as he fights, part of him wishes he hadn’t been able to hear the message in the first place. You had met the unfortunate fate of encountering Muzan himself. It was likely that you were alone, if you weren’t, you were likely the strongest in your group. It pained him, knowing you likely died a brutal death. That pain fueled his attacks, taking every ounce of heartbreak and despair out on the demon before him. You didn’t deserve that, nobody deserved a fate that cruel. He keeps moving, mind reeling yet completely focused. It’s as if he is fighting in a bubble, the world muffled around him yet perfectly clear all at once. Too many emotions are raging through his soul to really pinpoint just one of them. He can only hope you’ll wait for him on the other side, he can only pray you’re watching over him at this very moment. Guiding him, giving him strength. “I’ll meet you again soon, don’t worry. I promise I won’t keep you waiting much longer. Wait for me, please? You will, won’t you?”

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caelisblade · 6 months

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— can‘t get enough | marius von hagen

this is a long bitch, 3.9k, ur welcome party people

cw: honeymoon smut, unprotected sex, fem!reader, use of good girl, baby (like, SO much), breeding kink, oral (both), i‘m too tired to think, sorry if i forgot something, oh and an emotional lovey dovey scene that made me question my entire life and almost sob bc i want this too

there‘s a little surprise at the end again :3

@valkyrayn HAH PROMISE KEPT !

you shrieked as marius lifted you up and carried you over the elevator’s exit, your arms were quickly around his neck to hold onto him tightly.

“did you really think i’d forget about the tradition of how the husband carries his wife over the doorstep of their home in their first night as a married couple?”, marius laughed at your horrified expression. “i would never.”

“could’ve warned me, though”, you muttered, slapping his arm as he let you down again, before you could say something else, he had already leaned down to kiss you and get you to shut up.

“shush, it’s the first night of us being married, baby. just let us enjoy these first moments, huh? this whole time i felt like you were somewhere else with your pretty head, i just need you with me for now”, he mumbled, his head buried against your neck as he smiled softly, placing a gentle kiss on the skin.

“okay”, you replied, hugging him as you closed your eyes, listening to his heartbeat as you slowly winded down. “i can’t believe we’re actually married now.”

he chuckled, letting go of you for a moment to lift your hand with the golden wedding band on your finger, softly kissing the finger and you giggled.

“we are, baby. it happened just earlier today”, marius laughed, blinking away a tear that was threatening to roll down his cheek. “i love you.”

“i love you, too”, you replied as you moved further into the honeymoon slash penthouse suite marius had rented for your honeymoon. “this place is gorgeous”, you mumbled, looking around everything. it was so incredibly luxurious, the couch looked incredibly comfortable and you couldn’t wait to lay there with him and watch a movie or just cuddle and relax in his arms.

“it really is, isn’t it? and we have this place all to ourselves for the next two weeks. i left our phones with vincent, he has the phone number of the landline in here so he’ll be the only person able to reach us in case of emergency. no social media, no press, nothing. just you and me in this gorgeous penthouse”, marius explained. “no one except for us will matter for the next two weeks.”

“you really thought of everything, didn’t you?”, you giggled. “let me unpack and get changed, i have been itching to get out of this dress for hours.”

“let me help you?”, marius followed you with your suitcases and immediately got to work with the zipper and buttons, pulling it down and the dress fell down to the ground, revealing your almost naked body that was only covered by some lacy panties.

“hey, out with you now!”, you giggled, throwing a pillow at him. “no peeking at the surprise! my bridesmaids got me this really hot lingerie and you can’t peek until we fuck.”

marius pouted like a kid being denied of his favorite snack as he caught the pillow with ease – in a way, the fact that he was denied of his favorite snack was accurate. especially considering he ate you out almost every morning because he simply enjoyed the way you trembled in his grasp from how good he made you feel and how much he enjoyed the way you tasted on his tongue.

“i’ll order us some food, yeah? you must be hungry”, he disappeared into the living room and you heard him talk shortly after.

immediately, you opened the suitcases and took out the set of lingerie and satin robe – your best friend had purchased and packed it into yours. it took you a little moment of gathering your confidence before you went out, smiling at marius as he was seated on the couch.

“did you order some food?”, you asked him and he nodded.

“mhm, i wonder what’s hidden underneath the robe”, marius chuckled, immediately pulling you into his arms as he tried to untie the robe.

“nuh-uh. not so fast. i’m still hungry”, you teased him, slapping his hands away. “after dinner, baby.”

“god, you’re such a fucking tease”, he groaned in frustration and leaned back. “at least let me hold you. i haven’t been able to cuddle with you in two weeks because your stupid bridesmaids forbade me to be with you because of that stupid bad luck hoax.”

“yeah… i missed you a lot, too. i really did. but hey, now we’re here and we got two whole weeks to catch up on that lost time, huh?”, you grinned, peppering kisses over his neck, melting into his arms as you simply enjoyed his presence.

“oh, fuck, yes we are. and believe me, we’ll be fucking quite a lot, too, so get ready for that, babe”, he smirked as he kissed you on the lips but depriving you of that simple pleasure by pulling away quickly after.

you pouted and he just laughed at how cute you were, kissing your temple again.

“don’t worry, we’ll get to do that more than you could wish for in our future together, hm?”

a couple of minutes later, the elevator door dinged and the delivery person arrived, leaving your food on the table. marius went ahead and gave the kid a generous tip, smiling gently as the kid wanted to refuse since it was quite a lot, but marius shut down any protests and the kid thanked him profusely and congratulated you both for your wedding before leaving.

it was obvious, the tabloids were having a field day with marius von hagen, the bachelor of his social standing, finally settling down and getting married.

once the food was ready to eat, you both dove in, you let out a groan at how good it all tasted and you giggled when you saw marius stare at you, the sound you let out was not one you usually let out outside of the bedroom.

“damn, you must have been starving, huh?”, marius laughed lightly and dove in himself.

you continued eating as you talked, chatted about everything before you started to clean up the leftovers and moved to the bedroom where marius finally untied the knot of your robe, gently pushing the silk fabric over your shoulders and revealing probably the hottest set of lingerie he ever had seen you wear. and this was all for him.

“fuck, baby, you’re so gorgeous”, he groaned, one hand on your cheek as he kissed you as the other slowly wandered down your body, before he snapped the clip of your bra open to let it fall down your body.

his lips quickly latched onto one of your nipples, as he played with the other with his fingers, pinching, squeezing and rolling his thumb over the sensitive nub. you let out a soft moan, hands buried in his hair as your eyes fluttered shut.

“ah, fuck, marius, please”, you whimpered; he slowly pushed you towards the massive bed as you laid down and he was on top of you immediately.

“you sound so sweet for me, baby. don’t worry, i’ll fuck you. i’ll fuck you so good your legs won’t stop shaking because of how good you feel and we’ll be covered in our mess”, he whispered, his voice soft and gentle but his actions were not.

he pulled your panties aside to expose your cunt, smiling as you were clenching around nothing when the cold air hit your needy pussy. “so needy and so fucking wet, all for me”, he mumbled before he pulled your panties off and threw the fabric away.

“you looked divine in that lingerie but my favorite will still be you naked underneath me, sweetheart”, he mumbled before he spread your legs with his hands, they were gripping your thighs so hard you were sure you would feel the grip tomorrow still.

“let me eat that pretty pussy of yours, hm? had me deprived of your taste for two weeks, let me remind you of how good i can eat you”, he groaned before he dove in, lips sucking on your clit as his flattened tongue licked up a stripe over your pussy, and then again and again.

“marius!”, you whimpered his name, a sob leaving your lips as you felt him tease you and edge you over and over, never continuing long enough to make you come for him. “please, don’t- don’t tease me.”

“oh, let me have my fun, sweetie, huh?”, he pouted innocently. “i deserve this after being forced into a dry spell for two whole weeks.”

“idiot”, you whimpered. “but okay, fuck, yes, you do.”

“exactly, good girl”, he giggled, kissing all over your thighs and getting back closer to your pussy. “you deserve to cum for that.”

before you could say anything else, his tongue was buried back in your folds as you moaned out loudly, he flattened his tongue once more and played with your clit as you thrashed around and with a loud whine you finally came, hips jerking up and you whined as his nose was right against your sensitive clit.

he laughed lightly as he forcefully spread your legs again as they had wrapped around his head when that orgasm hit you like a truck.

“keep those pretty legs spread, baby. need my snack, hm? haven’t tasted you in so long, i’m starving”, he groaned against your pussy before he spat on it and rubbed the mix of your cum and his spit with his thumb on your clit, smirking at how your hips twitched up and down again.

“marius, fuck, it’s– ah, it’s too much”, you whined, fingers buried in his hair as the overstimulation hit and you were shaking and trembling in his tight grasp, eyes shut as you cried out when he played around with your clit.

he slowly entered two fingers in your pussy, moving them in and out in a quick pace as you ended up coming once more, creaming around his fingers and you tried to catch your breath as he pulled his fingers out and crawled back on top of you after placing one last gentle kiss on your thigh.

“came so good for me, baby, god, i’m so proud of you”, he groaned softly, he laid down next to you before he pulled you on top of him, your lower body still covered by the panties that barely even covered anything.

you quickly pulled up his t-shirt, he helped you get it off his gorgeous body, before you leaned down again, wandering down his chest and abs with your lips, before you got to his pants and pulled it off alongside his boxers, his cock slapped against his stomach as you noticed the precum leaking from his angry red tip, smiling at how needy he had gotten for you.

“fuck, baby, you’re so hard”, you giggled, slowly wrapping his hand around your husband’s cock and teasingly and gently jerking him off. “you’re so adorable.”

“stop teasing me and let me fuck those pretty lips of yours, hm?”, marius groaned, hand on the back of your head as he pushed you closer to his cock and you nodded eagerly, wrapping your lips around his tip, taking him down your throat and gagging as you challenged your gag reflex. “such a good girl for me, fuuuck. taking your husband’s cock so good like the perfect wife you are, don’t you?”

he guided your head deeper down his cock, you spluttered as you took down more than you thought you could, spit was connecting your lips with his tip as you went back up to catch your breath. “come on, baby, make me cum. make your husband cum for you, all the way down your throat”, he urged you on, as you went down on him again, your tongue flattening over his length as you went back up.

it didn’t take long – he had been on the edge ever since he learned that he wasn’t going to be allowed to see you in the two weeks before the wedding. he was coming down your throat and whimpered your name over and over again, the soft giggle he let out as he was coming down from the haze of his orgasm had you smile softly, you placed a gentle kiss on his tip before you laid down on top of him again, kissing him as your hands buried into his hair.

“fuck, baby, you did so well”, he mumbled into the kiss, turning you both around again, that you were underneath him once more and he kissed you, the kiss starting out so gentle before it grew desperate, hungry.

“i need to fuck you, baby, god, i missed that pussy of yours so bad”, he grunted as he pulled the lacy panties down your legs. he had his cock in his hand, jerking off for a moment before he tapped your clit with his tip, smirking as you twitched from the previous overstimulation.

“please, i’m ready, baby, please, just fuck me”, you begged, arms around his shoulders and you waited for him so patiently, your eyes pretty much sparkling as you looked at him. “please?”

“fuck, you’re so sweet, baby”, he groaned, aligning his tip with your entrance and working his length inside, not full on slamming his cock inside like he would usually but slowly, inch by inch until he was buried deep inside. “feels so good to be back, baby, god, i missed that pussy of yours way too much.”

“i missed your cock, marius, baby”, you whined, burying your face into the crook of his neck, “and i missed you, so fucking much. two weeks apart of you was literal hell, please, don’t ever leave me for such a long time again.”

as he fucked you, keeping everything slow and romantic, with kisses over your face, lips and neck, you felt tears well up in your eyes from the overstimulation and the fact that you hadn’t seen him until you were standing in front of him in your wedding dress.

“oh, baby, are you crying?”, he gently mumbled, stopping his movements altogether for a moment as he watched your every single reaction carefully. “shh, don’t cry, baby, everything is okay, what’s wrong?”

“n-nothing”, you sniffled softly, your hand on his cheek as you looked into his gorgeous purple eyes. “i just missed you so, so much. being apart from you was just too much for me to handle and now you’re here, with me and i just.. fuck i’m just so in love with you, marius. i was feeling too much at once and everything just got too much.”

marius chuckled softly and you felt something wet drop onto your shoulder. “i feel the same, baby, i almost started sobbing earlier because i was just so happy. it was so crazy”, he mumbled.

everything was so incredibly emotional either of you forgot you had planned on fucking each other’s brains out for a moment.

“i love you, so much”, he mumbled, smiling against your jaw.

“i love you, too, baby”, you replied, finally remembering that he still was buried deep in your pussy and laughed at the current situation. you shook your head as you smiled at him softly and your lips parted as you felt him move slowly again, the grunts he let out with each thrust were like music to your ears.

“ah, fuck, marius, please!”, you whined nails scraping his back as you felt yourself get closer to the edge once more, the knot in your tummy so fucking close to snap. “don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”

his pace grew harder, faster and he grunted lowly before he let out a long groan, hips stilling as his orgasm hit him so intense that his own legs were shaking, he filled you up and made your tummy feel so warm. this simple thing triggered your own orgasm, having you cry out his name before you started to calm down, your body still shaking in the aftershocks.

“my pretty girl, you came so good for me, baby. took my cock so well”, he mumbled, kissing all over your face. you loved his praises, those dirty words coming out of his mouth and making you feel so giddy and happy.

“more”, you mumbled softly, almost so quiet that he didn’t hear you. but he did. he would always.

“more? can you handle more, baby?”, he asked with a smirk and genuine worry. he knew that you were sensitive, twitching at every single touch of his.

“mhm, i can”, you whispered, “i know i can. need you more.”

marius nodded before he resumed his thrusts, first slowly, testing the waters with how you reacted on the additional stimulation before he started going harder and faster, skin slapping against skin as he fucked you over and over, filling you with his cum once more.

“such a pretty doll for me, baby, so fucking pretty, come for me, make me proud and just make a mess of me, of us, huh?”, he egged you on. marius grabbed your legs as he pushed your legs up into a mating press, and you moaned loudly, letting out a sob as everything slowly became too much to handle.

“fuck, you’re so wet, baby”, he groaned, “so fucking easy to fuck you now, isn’t it? you like that, baby? like how i fuck you so hard your legs are trembling from the stimulation?”

“yes! ah, fuck, yes”, you cried out, as you creamed once more around him, sobbing as he once more stilled his hips deep inside of you, burying his seed so deep inside of you, before he pulled out, giggling in the post-orgasmic haze as he watched his cum drip out and making a mess of the sheets.

“you’re so fucking hot, baby, i can’t get enough of you”, he mumbled as he laid down next to you, pulling you into his arms and softly massaging your body as you both were so incredibly exhausted. “but let’s get you cleaned up first and sleep, huh? you look so exhausted, i don’t want to force you to more than you can handle”, he whispered softly before he rolled off the bed and grabbed you to carry you towards the bathroom where he turned on the shower.

he grabbed some soap and gently massaged the gel onto your skin, before he washed everything off, especially the cum that had started drying out on your thighs.

once you were both settled and dressed again, you cuddled, he was holding you from behind as you both slowly winded down and fell asleep in each others arms.

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“wake up, babe”, you heard him mumbling into you ear as you stretched your body, smiling at him with a tired look in your eyes. “good morning, sweetheart.”

“good morning”, you mumbled back, enjoying the warmth of his body next to yours and the sun shining right into your face.

“did you sleep well after yesterday?”, marius chuckled lightly, planting a soft kiss on your cheek. “i didn’t go too rough on you, did i?”

“mh, no, don’t worry. i’m good”, you replied as you turned around in his arms. “it was perfect. you were perfect.”

once you both got up from the bed and got dressed – you simply put on one of his shirts because you were lazy for anything else – you went to the kitchen, putting on an apron and started putting some things together for breakfast. “hey, i could’ve ordered us something!”, marius protested when he stepped out of the shower and went into the kitchen as well, drying off his upper body.

“no, i can just cook something really quick, don’t worry. it’s fine”, you replied with a soft smile, kissing him gently. it was intended to be just a peck but… to be fair, when did one single kiss with marius stay just one single quick kiss?

the kiss quickly turned into something deeper, the passion and need you both felt for each other was not dealt with last night as you both were not only overstimulated but also exhausted from the last two weeks of wedding preparations and the ceremony plus reception.

“i should get back to making breakfast, don’t want it to burn”, you mumbled but couldn’t stop him at all, all defenses in your body melting by the second as he practically devoured you.

“i don’t care what you want to do, i’ll order you the best breakfast possible. just let me fuck you”, he groaned as he untied the knot of the apron and pulled it off your neck, before he lifted your – well, his – shirt up and pushed you against the counter. he quickly turned the stove off and put the pan aside so it wouldn’t burn down, before he had two of his fingers buried in your cunt, making you cry out at the sudden intrusion.

“a-ah! fuck”, you moaned, eyes fluttering shut as he looked down on you, watching those pretty expressions unfold on your face, lips parting into a little ‘o’ as you couldn’t bring out a sound anymore, he lifted one of your legs with his free hand and wrapped it around his waist as he held you tightly. his fingers were moving fast, the wet sounds were so embarrassing for you but you were so fucked out, you couldn’t remember what you were going to do.

“come for me, baby, take my fingers and come for me”, he groaned into your ear, curling his fingers as he hit your sweet spot as your body trembled and you creamed around his fingers.

marius smiled at your fucked out expression as you tried to calm down again, pulling his fingers out again before he licked them clean, letting out a grunt at how good you tasted.

“need to fuck you, baby”, he mumbled against your neck and he pulled down his shorts before he lifted you onto the kitchen counter and aligned his cock with your entrance.

once he was buried deep inside, there was nothing holding him back any longer. the difference to yesterday was, he was just straight up needy this morning. he fucked you like his life depended on it, rough, hard and relentless. the only goal in marius’ mind was to fuck his cum in you and get you pregnant with his heir.

“you like that, don’t you, baby?”, he moaned into you ear. “the thought of me fucking you until you get pregnant with my baby, our baby.”

you could only nod, your brain was fully empty ever since he had his dick back inside of you and you couldn’t help but cry out when you felt his cock repeatedly hit your sweet spot. nothing else mattered in that moment, not now.

you would think of the consequences later.

marius’ thrusts grew more and more erratic before he stilled, his cum deep in your core and he leaned his head against your shoulder as you hugged him, not caring that you didn’t reach your high. he just looked so vulnerable right now, nothing else mattered.

“fuck, i can’t get enough of you, baby”, he whispered. “don’t care how many times i say it, just need more and more of you. you’re my everything.”

and before you knew it, he was rubbing your clit with his thumb, proceeding to fuck his seed in your womb with his cock and having you cry out as you came and made a mess of everything as you squirted.

“such a good girl for me, baby”, he mumbled. “wanna go back to bed and let your husband fuck you again?”

the only reply you could give was a nod, smiling as he easily carried you off to bed again to make you feel like in heaven again.

hehe bonus visuals, the last two are not connected to the story tbh and just got added here because hot | x p.rn links

marius with you

marius eating you out

marius eating you out pt. 2

marius and his breeding kink :3

marius playing with you

marius using you :3

i‘m not going to apologize that i need to do this here, too, but it is the goal of mine to be spreading more awareness. educational / informative videos about 🍉 on tiktok. thank you for watching these, too.

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#(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟmarius #tears of themis #tot #tears of themis smut #tot smut #marius von hagen #marius smut #marius von hagen smut

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b1mbodoll · 10 months

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omg!!!!! the seeun + yunjin dranble ^○^ mind is so empty they were so perfect <3 thank you for writing them u literally r so insanely talented (and so so cool i am such a big fan! read: kiss me on the mouth) 😵‍💫 also omg the ghostface thoughts????? so insane i actually started loosing my mind ^^

just imagine ghostface!siblings jakehoon who have been watching you, their adorable little neighbor from their window when you dress yourself and strip at night (￣^￣)ゞ n when they get the idea to get in your pants finally, they cant stop calling you and telling you to touch yourself over the phone with your room lights on so they can see and hear you :( and later when they decide to sneak in your house (while your parents are there!!!!!!!) and fuck u silly in your childhood bed saying it would be such a shame not to make you a mommy 🎀🎀🎀 n telling you how cute u would look with cum all over u! and all u can do is take it while you beg them to stop (but your body is saying something different!!!)

love 🎀 anonie!

pairings: jake sim + park sunghoon x f! reader

warnings: noncon + stalking + voyeurism + ghostface! stepbrothers! jakehoon + neighbor! reader + exhibitionism + pregnancy + virgin! reader + manipulation + gaslighting + oral + mention of hymen breaking + dacryphilia + lactation + objectification

💌: im soso glad u liked them <3 i literally Have to smooch u bc u r just the sweetest ever n ur lil msgs make me smile sm bc i nvr thought my silly lil writing was good enough to deserve ur kind words??? we r bffs now i hope u know this

stepbros! jakehoon being so sick n depraved they get off on scaring you into putting on a lil show for them. tell you to keep ur blinds open n lamp on while you touch yourself for them <3 tell u that if you dont put ur phone up to ur cunt so they can hear, that theyre gonna break in n touch your pussy themselves. ghostface! jake is the sweeter of the two, calls you pretty while ur knuckles deep in your cunt n tells you that ur bein’ such a good girl, promises to reward you when they get the courage to break in. ghostface! hoon is a fucking sadist. his dick hardens at the mere thought of pushing past your hymen n breaking it, wonders if you’ll cry from the pain or not even bother wasting ur tears bc you know worse things r coming.

they follow you around while ur running errands and then later that night, call you up n explain in great detail how you looked n what you did today ^^ hoon can’t help it n starts calling you all sorts of mean names bc how could you not realize they were following you? “you’re nothing but a dumb fucking bimbo made for us to toy with, understand? can’t believe you’re so clueless you didn’t see us,” he taunts, “or did you? maybe you saw us ‘nd didnt say a word cus you want us just as bad as we want you, yeah?” you shake your head at his words, phone almost slipping from your grasp while he continues to mock you. “no! i didn’t see you ‘nd i don’t want this please jus’ leave me alone!” you’re so frustrated. for weeks they’ve been insisting you’re a freak that wants to get dicked down by ur stalkers and you’re starting to believe it.

jake and sunghoon break into your house sometimes when ur in the shower. they lay in your bed and jerk their cocks together, cum making a mess of your pillows. steal some dirty panties too bc they r so desperate for your pussy n when they get back to their house the boys sniff ur panties like dogs ^^

they stop calling for a couple of weeks n let you think ur finally free from their torment, but when you find yourself impaled on sunghoon’s cock as jake slaps his dick on ur cheeks before sliding down your throat, you start sobbing bc how could you be so stupid as to think they’d seriously leave you alone? you belong to them whether you know it or not and they show you. make you suck them off at the same time n the brothers do their best to cover ur entire face with cum <3 wna make you completely unrecognizable by painting ur face with it n it makes you clench ur thighs bc the fact that they wna keep u for themselves must mean they’re in love with you.

the first time sunghoon fucks your pussy he instantly becomes obsessed. shoots his load deep inside when your hymen breaks bc the feeling made you cum first, pussy leaving a ring of cum n blood around his thick cock. the two of them are infatuated with your pussy ‘nd fill you up with load after load of cum even if your parents are home. jake’s fixation on your innocence is so sick, makes you cuddle one of ur childhood plushies as his dick rearranges your insides <3 likes when you bite them to keep quiet too

ghostface! jakehoon r also into the idea of getting u pregnant. tell you theyre gonna ruin your “mommycunt” n milk your tits like a cow bc ur nothing more than a breeding bitch to them

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pupyuj · 6 months

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i can only think of roomate!yujin and bratty!reader :( reader always runs her mouth about everything and yujin has had enough and decides to put her in her place.. (screaming and whimpering for her in bed!!) <33

[cw: dubcon.]

it would take a special kind of annoying to set yujin off and unfortunately (or fortunately for you anyway 👀) you were just the perfect type of annoying 😔 you always had something to say about the girls yujin likes, dates, or brings to your dorm and sometimes bantering w yuj actually irritates her to the point that she spends nights away from the dorm just so she can’t see you 😒 but one day she does come home after school and oh, she was pissed… and ofc you were there to fucking run your mouth and you know what it cost you?? 🤩 well, a good day rotting in the couch watching bad shows on netflix bcs the moment you made one passing comment about yujin’s non-ideal grades she grabs you and throws you down on her bed and you best believe she’ll keep you there the entire night!

all the pent up stress from school and the frustration she has bottled up from being roommates with you would just show… little to no hickeys on your neck bcs yujin bites you 😵‍💫 and may i suggest… yuj dubconning not-so-experienced bratty reader? 🤤🤤 her manhandling you, flipping you around and forcibly undressing you :(( not being able to resist her bcs yujin is stronger :(( she’d also force you to sit on her face 😵‍💫 holding onto your thighs so you won’t go anywhere while she’s harshly sucking on your clit and fucking your cunt with her tongue :(( you’d cum three times on her face but she wouldn’t let you go 💔 keeping you seated as she continues her work while you cry and beg above her 😣

yujin would also love to just fuck your pussy w her fingers from behind… gripping your hair while she pounds you w three long fingers 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 her pulling your head up so your moans were free to be heard… she’d get sooo fucking wet hearing you sob and scream her name 😋 omg the things she would whisper in your ear…

“got anything smart to say to me now, whore? no? didn’t think so.”

“i like you better this way… all slutted out and helpless.”

“mm? you want me to stop? want me to stop?” she’d ask with a sickening grin knowing she wouldn’t stop even if you cried blood bcs in her head you deserved this :(( and with you making the tiniest movements to fuck yourself with her hand no matter how much it hurt and how she heard you whispering “daddy please”… did you really want to stop? 😋

and when i say she’d finger you for hours on end and then finish you off by using a strap?? MHM. turning you around so she could see your tear-stained face react to the sight of her strap,, yuj gets a massive ego boost from the way you slightly tried moving away from her bcs you knew she was about to destroy you… and destroy you she did! yujin would even make sure to choose a size that was just a little bit too big for you so she can watch you struggle to take it all in :(( clawing at her arms, nearly ripping her shirt by the way you gripped and pulled on it while she pounded you…

yujin’s evil ass giggling and staring with amusement while you creamed all over her strap… as much as she hated you she could not have enough of your pussy and your moans 😵‍💫 and dare i say she takes off the strap and have you clean it up w your tongue and taste yourself while she begrudgingly stares you down?? 🫠🫠

#ive smut #ive x fem reader #ive imagines #ive x reader #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin x fem reader #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin x reader #yujin smut #yujin x fem reader #yujin imagines #yujin x reader #girl group smut #girl group x fem reader #girl group x reader #girl group imagines

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hibiscusfairys · 9 months

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🐞 draco malfoy ; unrequited love, part 5 (hufflepuff fem reader)

♪ a lots gonna change : weyes blood

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

♡ warnings: angst

tagged: @miawastakens @watercolorskyy @pinkynecktie

also to the last person who requested to be tagged, im so sorry but i cant seem to find your blog when i try to tag it :(

by the way a reference to the last chapter, i realised adrian pucey is two years older than harrys year, so for the sake of it not being weird just pretend he was a year older than us

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You cried all night.

You didn’t know if whether you had swayed him, or distanced him from you even more. Each passing thought that involved him had only provoked your yearning tears. By the end of the long evening, your pillow was wet with the heartbreak and sadness you wept for him.

You were stupid enough to believe he was for you. The muggleborn girl and the pureblooded boy with a family full of blood supremacists which he was surely influenced from — yeah, right. What a foolish imagination you must have.

Dawn had rolled around, and your quiet sobs had eventually stopped and morphed into your sleep. The bright light of the sun shone through the fogged window, reflecting onto your hair. Your yellow duvet covers were spread everywhere, and the mascara you had worn from the ball before had stained your pillow like watery, black ink.

You rose up from your slumber, increasingly light headed from all the thinking you had been doing all night. It was time to finally get on with your life, and leave this all behind. Your feelings for him would have to disappear, soon enough.

Your ball dress was still on, and was crumpled from the action of tossing and turning restlessly in your bed.

A letter was positioned unknowingly on the windowsill. You noticed that the window door was open, the cold air hitting your face like a vent. You saw that a midnight feathered owl with amber eyes as bright as streetlights perched on the sill, looking at you with its pupils dilating.

Eagerly, you opened the letter, hoping it to be from your parents. They had only just figured out how to use the owl. But the envelope looked too classy, too posh even. Nothing like the basic white envelopes you’d usually see.

It had a certain family emblem on the black seal.

Ripping the top of the envelope, you lifted the mysterious letter from the pocket. You had almost instantly recognised the handwriting, as you had seen it in your potions class not too long ago. It was Malfoy’s.

The words were carefully carved with ink on the parchment, and ink smudges seemed to be far less of a problem for him to prevent than it was for you. Using a quill and proper ink was still something to get used to, even if it had been 4 years. You anxiously let your eyes scan the page, a lump forming in your hoarse throat from all the sobbing. To….

I apologise for my previous behaviour last night

I understand that I may have upset you. This is quite new to me actually. I’m too wrapped up in myself to recognise others problems, if I am being honest.

However, while I still stand by what I said about us not working out, I do want to create a compromise with you. And before you ask, I’ve dealt with Astoria. It was entirely difficult for me to tell her. And to be honest, I am feeling quite down. But I’m still so confused on where my heart is leading and I don’t want to lead her on either. She’s one of the only people I care about. Except for my family and some others which I won’t name.

If you are so desperate, it will have to be a hidden secret between us. If I ever eventually decide to let myself love you, while the guilt might weigh heavily on me, I am not afraid of it. It is quite dismaying knowing that you aren’t a pure-blood like I am, but I want to learn to be more tolerant at least. And I’ll try to be more open. But don’t let a word slip out. I’m sorry if I am asking much. I should really not ask you of anything, but I can’t help it. I’m still adjusting to this. I thought it would be so easy, love. But it’s not. Sometimes we fall in love with the wrong people. But I don’t want to label you as wrong. Rather — unexpected. My family will surely be disappointed, so it’s why I’m so hesitant. But it’s a risk I am willing to take for my heart to finally be at rest. It has been tugging on me for weeks.

Do answer me later. Moreover, maybe I can explain it to you better in person.

Draco Malfoy

You saw your tears melt onto the paper. Different emotions poured through you like a rainfall, you felt excited and happy, but also unnerved. It disappointed you that he couldn’t accept you in the first place.

You found out your quill and a pot of ink.

To Malfoy,

Thank you for your letter. I am glad that you’ve explained to me your feelings. Sometimes writing it down makes everything better.

But please, do accept me as I am. I don’t want to pressure you into doing something you won’t find comfort in. Plus, it would put me in danger too. I don’t know what your family is like, but I don’t want to entrust them just yet.

However, I do feel similarly. Maybe we could try it.

I’d be glad to keep it a secret for you.

From…

You finally signed your name in one swoop of your quill.

“Hopefully..” You say to yourself, handing the addressed envelope to the messenger owl.

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thank you all so much for reading this fic, i appreciate all the support youve given me so much and im excited to write more future ones for you soon ♡

also im sorry if the ending seems quite rushed, i had no idea what to do and i didnt want to keep anyone waiting too long :( ill try to improve on this in the future and hopefully, not pressure myself too much with releasing chapters

#harry potter #harry potter fic #draco x reader #angst #draco angst #draco imagine #draco malfoy angst #draco x female reader #draco x hufflepuff!reader #draco malfoy x reader #draco x muggleborn!reader #draco x muggleborn

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issacballsac · 11 months

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“Being Ben’s S/O„

He’s a bit dramatic at times but that doesn’t stop him from being the best boyfriend to you! Gn reader (I rlly hope I got his character right)

Reilly | O’Really

Forces you to help him bleach his hair

Has a mini panic attack when his roots start growing back in

As you may or may not know he bleached his hair to differentiate himself from Peter so he would be pissed if his natural colour came back too fast

“Is that brown I see?”

“What. No, where? Are you serious, I just bleached it!”

If you are a frequent gym-goer he’d go with you

Y’all are each others spotters

“You got this, lift it!”

“I’M TRYING.”

If you don’t go to the gym often/not at all it’s alright he’d encourage you to go with him but would respect if you didn’t want to

Platonic or romantic relationship doesn’t matter he’s def gossiping with you especially about spiderverse shit

“I was just assigned on another mission and everything cause some kid came here and prevented Pavitr’s canon event and now wants to prevent his own canon event! Can you believe it?”

“Ben. What the fuck is a canon event?”

Can’t keep a secret

If you ever took him in a date to the carnival he’d start crying

Average bumper cars enjoyer

Very dramatic but if you lived the life he did you’d prob be seen as a bit dramatic too

In addition to this it would prob take a while before he tells you his entire past

Like he’s given you parts but never the whole thing

Give him time and he’ll tell you eventually

Shares headphones with you to show you his music taste and Vice versa

You guys have matching jewelry of some sort

Necklace, ring(non-marriage), bracelet, etc.

Comic Ben no, because his thoughts are written out in the narration box, but spider verse Ben narrates out loud while you guys are on a date or even just hanging out

No matter if your clothes fit him properly or not he’s wearing them just cause

Ofc he’d let you wear his too granted his closet isn’t very…diverse?

He doesn’t have bad fashion sense but like his closet is hella empty 💀

That hoodie though…🦀

Gives little kisses every morning even if you didn’t fall asleep together he’ll make sure to give you the routinely morning kiss

I see him as more of a little spoon? Feel free to disagree but I feel like he would want to be in your arms regardless if ur arms are slim or muscular

He DOES NOT CARE about appearance or anything like that bro jus wants someone to love him FR😭

Back to the silly shit

He cries during romantic movies

Especially if it’s a tragic one

His sobbing ruins the movie FR💀

“God—Ben can you cry quieter?”

“I’m sorry I just can’t believe she died before he could even tell her his feelings!”

Ugly crier fs

Isolated himself from the world after watching the notebook for the first time

Loves playing iMessage games with you especially 8ball and cup pong

He definitely cheats in Uno

Whether or not you help him cheat is up to you

Just know if you call him out on it he’s not talking to you for like a week

If your a regular dude he likes to show off with his powers and everything

If you’re a hero/villain/vigilante etc. he still shows off perhaps even more than before especially when your out doing whatever your doin💀

I could rlly talk abt him forever

He’s actually pretty smart just not in a common sense way

He’d make you come with him to get his ears pierced bc he’s a pussy

I love him and he IS hella strong and shit but he would definitely be too afraid to get his ears pierced

Getting thrown into a car? No problem!

Needle near ear? No.

He can cook a lil bit

No chef but if you want chicken and rice he WON’T give you food poisoning!😁🫶

Better at making drinks

Likes cuddling with you, watching random YouTube videos, and eating goldfish

Has a ritual of rewatching all Jersey Shore seasons at least once every month

Idk if it’s canon but he def doesn’t have a drivers license and you drive him everywhere💀

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cockslutpadalecki · 1 year

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Can’t Stand The Heat

Summary: It’s always been your dream to work in a professional kitchen alongside the man you’ve idolised for years, but what is it they say? Never meet your heroes.

Characters: Mean!Chef!Steve x F!Reader.

Words: 2.1K.

Warnings: non-con/dub-con, workplace bullying, mean!Steve is MEAN, dacryphilia (ish), humiliation, anal sex, vaginal fingering, double penetration (sort of), creampie, multiple orgasms, forced orgasm, squirting/female ejaculation, 18+. MINORS DNI.

A/N: This idea came about when @sweeterthanthis�� and I met for the first time in person. We went out for dinner and… yeah, enough said. Beta: @princessmisery666 but all the general bullshit is entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden. Please support our content creators by sharing our work.

Running your fingers under your lash line, you do your best not to smear your make-up any more than it has. Your eyes feel puffy and scratchy from your tears, and there’s a distinct throb in your temple from crying.

The new run-in with the Head Chef repeats itself in your mind on a constant loop. Frustration makes your cheeks heat, wishing you could go back into the kitchen and tell him all the things you should’ve said. But it’s too late and now you’re stuck, in the restroom, sobbing over the sink.

You feel stupid for allowing him to get under your skin so deeply, especially when he’s known for treating his apprentice chefs like dirt, but on the other hand, you know you’re well within your rights to be offended by his abhorrent behaviour.

Weeks— months— of insults have led you to this point. And thinking back, you don’t believe he’s once paid you a compliment or told you that you’ve done a good job.

Why are you still here? your brain chastises, and you really start to question it. No job on earth should be this mentally damaging.

With a sniff, you grab some toilet tissue, dabbing under your nose as the door opens slowly and Holly, one of the sous chefs appears through the gap. She smiles kindly at you, but it doesn’t make you feel any better.

“Hey,” she says softly, and you can tell by the look on her face— sympathy etched hard into her features— that she’s been exactly where you’re standing right now. “Don’t let him get to you, okay? He’s literally like this with everyone.”

Your voice wavers as you try not to cry again. “Wh-what? An flagrant asshole?”

Holly scoffs with a little nod of her head. “Yeah, he is, but honestly you get used to it after a while. He doesn’t mean any harm.”

“I don’t want to get used to it,” you complain. “I shouldn’t have to get used to it. Nobody should be spoken to like that.”

She sighs heavily, using the doorframe to support her weight as she continues to hold the door open with her right hand. “Look, I get it, but,” she pauses for a breath, “he’s brilliant at what he does. And you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t believe that too.”

You hate that you know she’s right— to an extent, but it doesn’t prevent the next sentence from slipping out, “Bullying people isn’t teaching. Humiliating people isn’t being constructive. It’s just downright egregious. You only follow his lead and conform to his methods because he’s bullied and molded you all this way.” Your whole body is shaking in frustration and ire— despising the fact that she’s actually defending him.

She exhales loudly, nibbling on her bottom lip. “But-” she starts but is quickly cut off by a deep, familiar voice you’ve come to despise.

“Holly, enough.”

Fear ripples through your body and every vein turns cold as Holly moves away from the door and Steve takes her place. He looks pissed. He just stands and stares at you, foot propping the door open as he crosses his arms over his chest. The faint click of the exterior door closing meets your ears and you realise that you’re completely alone with him.

Steve must realise it too as he finally breaks the tension. “Now you’ve got your little tantrum out of the way, you can go back to the kitchen.”

Not even an apology. Fucking—

“No.”

He looks taken aback by your response. His arms drop as he slowly steps towards you, filling the gap in the doorway. He keeps moving forwards until he’s entirely inside the restroom with you and the door closes shut behind him. His presence is terrifying in itself.

“That’s an awful lot of attitude for someone who just cried because she got shouted at.”

“You called me stupid,” you snip back fast, but he counters with, “Because you are,” after just milliseconds.

Your jaw tightens and in a wave of confidence, you try to maneuver your way around him in the small space in an attempt to reach the exit.

“Please move,” you ask as kindly as you can through gritted teeth.

“Is that what your parents taught you growing up? To run away when somebody said something to you that you didn’t like?”

“They taught me to walk away from bullies,” you tell him bravely. “To not give them the attention they so badly crave.”

Steve scoffs. “You think I crave attention?”

“I think you crave being feared. It makes you feel powerful when in reality, you’re just a nasty piece of shit.”

You know you’re done for speaking to your boss this way, but at this point, you don’t even want the job any more. Being treated like this isn’t worth it.

He steps forward and blocks your way, the door out of reach. The edge of the fancy marble counter digs into your hip as he closes in on you— further, further— until he’s towering over you like a giant peering down his beanstalk.

“You know what I really crave?” he whispers deeply, tongue sweeping across his bottom lip. You have no answer for that. What could this horrible man possibly want in life except to make others miserable?

Instead, you merely shrug, not interested in finding out. Suddenly, his fingers are around your throat and he pushes you back against the marble sink counter.

Fight or flight kicks in. You struggle in his grip. One flailing hand knocks the tap. Water gushes out into the sink. Your other claws at his chef whites in a poor attempt to let you go. The strength in you is nothing compared to his. His hold around your throat tightens as his opposing palm finds its way over your mouth.

“Screaming will just make this a whole lot worse, trust me.”

You find yourself nodding, not wanting to know what could possibly be worse than this, but knowing you’re about to find out.

Steve’s hands drop in unison as he shifts back a little, and for a crazy moment, you think he’s allowing you the space to escape. You push against him but he’s too quick. He pinches your wrists together, and pins them to your chest with one of his large hands as he works his spare into your yoga pants, pulling them down just enough to bare your pussy to him.

On instinct, you try to clench your thighs together like it’s going to shield you from his stare but the action is useless. He smirks as he lifts your left leg and moves it to prop over your right, forcing you to shift position so your ass is propped up at the perfect height. Steve shimmies his groin beneath your ass, enclosed fist hard against your skin as he delves quickly into his pants. The pain from the edge of the counter digging into your hip is almost blinding, but as sudden thick warmth teases your asscheeks apart, nausea bubbling hot in your gut, you forget all about the uncomfortable position you’ve been contorted into.

“I was gonna go easy on you, but after the piece of shit comment, I feel like this is what you deserve,” he threatens low in your ear. You can only watch in horror as he lifts his hand and spits into it before it’s disappearing again.

The terror in your chest spreads like wildfire as white hot pain tears through your rear, the tightness of your sphincter tensing around the sudden intrusion. Hot tears gather in your eyes and they spill over as Steve continues to push himself inside you, one excruciating inch at a time.

“You crying, Princess?” he mocks. You furiously shake your head as the tears pour down your cheeks, giving you away. “No, don't stop,” he adds, leaning in to kiss them from your skin.

It confuses you— the tenderness in which he presses his lips to you, until your confusion morphs into disgust as his tongue dips out, licking at your salty tears when they gather along your jaw.

He fills you to the brim, but he never gives you the chance to adjust before he’s pulling out and slamming his way back up to the root with inhuman force. You quickly sag into his thrusts, hips jutting out at the perfect angle so he can get even deeper. Your shoulders meet the glass mirror behind you as the water continues to pour out into the porcelain, and occasional droplets splash up your back.

Steve grunts, finally letting go of your wrists. Roughly, he pulls your pants further down your leg until the material easily pops off over your sneaker. Grabbing your knee, he encourages you to spread your thighs now that you’re free of constraints.

He lifts your leg, wrapping it around his waist. In this new position, he’s able to slip in even deeper and you swear you can feel the hard ripple of his thrusts in the back of your throat.

Closing your eyes, you try to block out what’s happening, but Steve sharply grabs your jaw and makes you focus on his hard, cold blue stare as he fucks you.

“Who knew you’d take cock better than criticism?” he laughs, the sound quickly breaking off into a moan. You’re too fucked out to reply, instead giving up on the struggle and allow him to take what he wants in the hopes he’ll be done sooner.

The biting grip on your jaw slowly lessens before he drags his hand down your chef whites, popping open a button or two. You don’t count. Your concentration is on his fingers curling beneath the cup of your bra, tugging away the fabric to release your breast.

“I crave this,” he fucks harder, mesmerised by the way your flesh jiggles from the force. “Watchin’ the look on your dumb fuckin’ face when you can’t stop yourself from comin’ around me.”

His thumb brushes over your nipple gently, then comes the sharp sting as he pinches it. You groan, arching your back into the sensation and Steve takes the opportunity to grab your hips, pulling you on and off his cock like you’re nothing but a fleshlight.

Stomach twisting sharply with heat, the pain slowly melts away into pleasure. He slows, right hand moving towards the open v of your thighs and that’s when you feel his fingers sliding through your pussy lips.

You buckle under his touch, trying to stop yourself from grinding down onto his hand. He dips two fingers just inside your cunt, teasing your entrance open until he can’t wait any more. Pushing them into your silky heat, Steve finger fucks you as his cock does the same to your ass.

It’s a fullness you never get used to. A fullness bordering on uncomfortable until you feel a familiar curl of warmth in your gut. Fresh tears form as the feeling builds and builds, and Steve gets his wish when you shatter explosively.

You only briefly catch the way he smirks down at you, the weight of your orgasm forcing your eyes closed as you succumb to it. He still mocks you while your asshole clamps down on his cock, like it’s desperate to hold onto the sensation for as long as possible.

“Would a nasty piece of shit let you come, huh?” Steve asks, not stopping when your body sags from being completely overwrought with pleasure. “Should consider yourself lucky I’m allowing you to,” he continues, before demanding, “C’mon, I want another.”

You shake your head, unable to comprehend what he’s asking of you, but Steve fucks your holes, his thumb now running circles over your clit, until you’re tightening all over again. You come unbelievably hard without warning, warm liquid gushing out around his fingers.

“At last, doing somethin’ I ask without fuckin’ poutin’,” he grits out, voice rough and broken as his staccato thrusts begin to lose rhythm.

Finally a small reprieve. Your overstimulated body hurts everywhere, but you can’t seem to pinpoint where you ache most, your mind hazy and fucked out.

Steve doesn’t let you rest for long, withdrawing his fingers and sloppily shoves them past your parted lips. Salty wet clings to your tongue as he withdraws them. He grabs your hips and starts to pick up his pace.

He’s hard. Bruising. Fuck, it hurts.

“Look at you, messier than your fuckin’ work top.”

Now you sob without care for his scathing words, about how pathetic you look, “Crying getting fucked.”

After what feels like forever, Steve’s thrusts stutter and eventually he stops, emptying himself inside you with a throaty growl.

When he pulls out, hot cum dribbles from your abused ass and just to add insult to injury, he carelessly decides to wipe his sticky cock on your pants before tucking himself away.

“Get cleaned up, kitchen’s waiting.”

***

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Wedding day 💕🎻

| Eren - Reiner - Levi - Jean - Erwin - Armin - Connie |

The day had finally arrived. The union of two souls to be forever entwined within the gracious loving bond of matrimony.

Eren 💕

You couldn’t actually believe Eren had proposed. Although he was down on one knee in front of your very eyes, your mind just wasn’t accepting it. Folks andd onlookers watched with bated breath, awaiting your answer. He sure kept this surprise hidden well…

Of course, you said yes and he picked you up by your waist in a spin, colliding his lips to yours.

And now here he was, watching you walk down the aisle, a lump in his throat and his heart racing.

You looked gorgeous, like something from a fairy tale.

And of course, he looked as handsome as ever. His suit was smart and his hair was up in its usual bun.

Armin is his best man, of course; who is standing and beaming with pride.

Eren holds back his chokes and tears as he reads his vows;

“Y/N… From the first time I ever laid eyes on you, all those years ago, I knew you would be in my life forever. Back then, I didn’t think it would be as my wife, but God I am so glad it is. I’m sorry for my stubbornness and irrational behaviour when we were young. But despite that you still loved, and stood by me and for that I’ll be eternally grateful. I vow to always stand beside you, whatever the world throws at us. I vow to hold you when you need support. I vow to remember how you always had my back no matter what. And I vow to always love you, with my heart and soul, until the day I die and after.”

The room erupts in cheers and tears when you seal your kiss.

The reception is wild.

Everyone is drunk (except Levi) and dancing. Reiner and Connie are dancing like weirdos, Reiners blazer removed and at one point Connie is on his shoulders.

Sasha has too much to drink and is spewing in the bathroom.

Mikasa can’t stop crying with happiness and pride.

He carries you to your room afterwards where you spend all night sealing a special bond that will never be broken.

Reiner 💕

Reiner wanted to marry you from the get go. He’s a passionate man and when he loves, he loves.

So when he pops the question, boy does he go extra.

Reiner took you to a secluded spot for a picnic on a cliffside. After you’d had eaten and chilled for a while he tells you to stand back. This crazy mf then pulls out a dagger and leaps off the cliff, transforming into his Titan form.

You feel a little scared. Not because you think he’d hurt you but A) wtf is he doing and B) It feels weird seeing a shifter transform when you don’t have your gear.

He steps up onto the cliff and gets on one knee in his Titan form. He gets out with his ring in hand and kneels in front of the empty casing of the armoured titan.

“All this power, yet you can still bring me to my knees. Y/N, I love you. Will you marry me?”

Cheesy, but that’s Reiner for you.

He kisses you desperately and tears form in his eyes when you accept.

Now he has tears streaming down his face, holding in sobs as he sees you walking towards him in your dress. The odd uncontrolled cry does escape his lips when you get closer. He palms the tears away and smiles with the biggest grin when you reach him.

He pulls it together a little for his vows but he does take sharp intakes of breath.

“I never believed in love at first sight, until I met you. No matter what doubts I had back in Cadets, they were always surpassed by my feelings for you. And when you told me you loved me too, it was incomprehensible that I would turn you away, given the circumstances. Y/N… You still loved me when I left. You loved me at my worst. You picked me up from the gutter, dusted me off and rose me up again. I vow to always love you with my entire being. I vow to protect you against any ill will towards you. Back then, I couldn’t dedicate my heart to the cause. But I vow to dedicate my heart to you.”

If Bertolt isn't alive in your universe, Jean is his best man and either way, they’re both pulling a tight face to stop themselves crying.

He carries you out of the venue after you kiss, confetti and cheers all around.

The reception is just like Eren's. Absolutely wild. Dancing. Drinking. Laughter and tears.

That night you seal your soul bound contract with hours and hours of mind-blowing love making.

Levi 💕

Levi had been thinking of proposing for a long time. In fact you thought the day would never come. He likes to be totally sure and take things slow. So when he got on one knee at a fancy restaurant you were blown away.

The only time he’s ever shown PDA was when you said yes and he kissed you with such passion, the other diners applauding in celebration.

He doesn’t cry when he sees you in your dress, Erwin stood by him as his best man. But his eyes do glisten and a smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

“Y/N… I know I’m not the best at verbalising my feelings but please know if anything that I am completely devoting myself to you. I will always love you. I will always take care of you and protect you. I will always support your desires in life and walk this earth with you. This, I swear.”

Hange is sobbing so loud when you kiss.

The reception for you wedding with Levi is a little more classy. There’s fine foods and ballroom dancing. Speeches are refined and dignified and throughout the entire thing Levi can not keep his eyes off you.

You guys break the bed when you make love that night.

Jean 💕

Jean was a nervous wreck when he proposed to you. The entire time he was fumbling with the ring box in his pocket, his hands dampening with sweat.

You knew something was amiss but when you asked he shrugged it off. You were both on a walk when he suddenly took your hand and got down on one knee.

He choked back tears when you said yes.

He’s crying at the alter though regardless of how hard he tries not to. He’s so damn proud of you it’s overwhelming as you gorgeously glide down towards him, Connie his best man if Marco isn’t alive in your universe.

He’s a blubbering mess when it comes to the vows finding it hard to vocalise himself properly.

“Y/N, you make me the happiest man there ever was. I am so proud to have you by my side and to now call you my wife. You’re my everything and more. You love me when I’m not being the smartest man, or the most patient. And for that I give you my all. I vow to treat you the way you deserve. I vow to never take you for granted. I vow to always protect you and hold you when life is wearing you down. I love you, y/n and (unintelligible) forever…”

Jean tries to have a more dignified reception but with friends like these… Pretty impossible.

But he wouldn’t change it for the world as he sits back and watches the people he loves the most, together and happy.

He cries again at your first dance.

You seal your marriage with the steamiest and most passionate love making known to man.

Erwin 💕

Like Levi, Erwin has a taste for the finer things and takes you out for a meal at a really fancy restaurant. He won’t propose there though.

Like Reiner, this man likes to be extra.

After dinner you take a stroll and end up outside of the scout regiment HQ in Trost. While you’re walking through the courtyard of the barracks, you’re surprised to see well dressed people emerge from inside buildings playing the violins.

You turn to Erwin to see him down on one knee with the ring.

The entire barracks erupt in applause when you say yes and he picks you up into a kiss.

Erwin doesn’t cry at the alter but seeing you softens his gaze and a warm smile spreads across his face, Levi beside him as best man.

“Y/N, I am the luckiest man alive to have you as my own, and I will cherish every fleeting moment. You love and accept me for who I am and stand by decisions I’ve made, even when I doubt myself. I swear to forever treat you as the queen you are, by my side, in our kingdom. I swear my heart will always be loyal to you and you alone. You are the beam that holds this chin up high, and I will always be yours.”

Like Levi’s reception, yours with Erwin is extremely refined.

Top class champagne, the finest foods and beautiful classics music.

Your first dance with him has everyone in awe as he twirls you with such skill, a talent not many knew he had.

You will not be able to walk for days after you make love that night, having pulled out all the stops for you.

Armin 💕

Armin had been planning your proposal for months.

He went super extra and planned it all out meticulously down to the tiniest detail. It was a whole day event. Clues, gifts, leading up to a scavenger hunt where he was awaiting nervously with the ring.

He actually couldn’t believe his ears when you said yes.

Armin cries at the alter. It’s less of a sob like Reiner and Jean, more like silent tears streaming down his face.

Of course, Eren is his best man.

“I didn’t think I would ever be standing here today, uttering these words. I didn’t think that I, of all people, would be marrying someone as perfect as you, Y/N. You bring so much joy to my life, so much laughter and love I could never write down in words how much you mean to me. I, Armin Arlert, vow to always remain by your side through thick and thin. I vow to take care of you if you get sick and to encourage and support you in all of your life’s endeavours. For now and forever, this I swear.”

The reception is more chilled than the others. Laid back and easy going. No one gets too hammered but it’s still just an amazing night with your loved ones.

Your first dance is so sweet, his eyes are closed with a warm smile the entire time as he holds you close and sways to the music.

If you thought Armin was a dark horse before, you ain’t seen nothing til the wedding night.

Yes. He broke the bed.

Connie 💕

God bless his pure soul because Connie tried so hard to make it perfect. He managed to pull it off by some miracle, despite the snowballing nerves that consumed him.

He took you out to dinner and bought you your favourite flowers. The words “Will you marry me?” Were spread out on the table when you returned from the restroom, by petals.

He cried when you said yes.

And he is a sobbing mess at the alter. Jean is his best man, elbowing him and hissing to pull himself together.

But he just can’t believe how lucky he is to have you as a wife.

“Y/N, you can’t believe how happy you make me. Every stupid thing I’ve done, every dumb thing that comes out of my mouth and you’re still there, loving me. I can’t begin to explain how much that means to me. How much you mean to me. I promise I will always treat you like it’s our first date. I’ll forever hold your hand when you need me to. And I promise I’ll write down important dates so I never forget and swear I will not disappoint you, my love.”

The wildest wedding party known to man.

Everyone is off their face drunk. Wild dancing. Food fights. Galore.

There was even arm wrestling at one point.

He can not get over that he has you. This sweet man is quite possibly the happiest man on earth.

You guys didn’t just break the bed that night. The chair, the ottoman and somehow the f'ing wardrobe???

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed. I am the friendliest person ever so don’t be shy to drop me a request or ask.

#aot wedding #marrying aot #snk wedding #snk x reader #snk x y/n #snk headcanons #reiner braun #reiner brainrot #aot #attack on titan eren #reiner x reader #reiner x you #levi x you #levi smut #captain levi #levi ackerman #erwin smith #erwin x y/n #aot erwin

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drewsbuzzcut · 1 year

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Conversations To Be Had

college baseball player! drew starkey x fem!reader

part of the college baseball au (the breakup part 4) pt 1 , pt 2 , pt 3

warnings: angst, slight panic attack, pregnancy and miscarriage!!! please do not read if these subjects are hard for you to read. your mental health always comes first!

Drew had just opened the envelope that held his future in tiny letters.

He was nervous and hesitant, but he had to open it, and when he did, he felt his shoulders lose all their tension. He was being drafted by his dream team. This was actually happening. He would come to agreements with the foundation and sign a contract, and officially make the move to Houston. It’s only the thing he’s wanted all his life.

He picked up his phone and immediately dialed your number. The ongoing ringing reminded him that you weren’t speaking to each other anymore. Not just not speaking, but you were broken up. He berated himself for calling you, ready to tell you his good news. It was innate. He was about to hang up when he heard you pick up. He was honestly surprised. He never thought you would answer and talk to him.

“Hello?” Drew says when there’s only silence from your end, thinking maybe you accidentally answered his call.

“Yes?” You answer back, voice rough.

“You answered!”

You just hum, not having the strength to make full, coherent sentences.

“You will never believe what just happened! I came home and checked my mail and there was an envelope waiting for me. An envelope from Houston! Basically, they want me to fly out to Texas, tour the baseball park and some living options, and then we’ll make agreements. Hopefully I’ll be able to even sign a contract while I’m there. It’s all happening, y/n! I can’t believe it’s all finally happening,” Drew blurts out. He waits for some kind of response from you. He wasn’t entirely sure what he was expecting you to say, but he was taken aback when he heard you sniffle.

Thank god it was only a sniffle because you were trying so hard to hold back sobs.

“Y/n, are you crying? What’s wrong?” You didn’t want him to know that you were crying. He didn’t deserve to have his good news overshadowed.

“Nothing’s wrong. Just trying to hold back a sneeze,” you lie.

“A sneeze? You can tell me if something’s wrong,” Drew tries to get you to tell him what’s wrong. He knows you weren’t holding back a sneeze.

“Drew, nothing’s wrong!” You snap a little.

“Okay. Sorry for asking,” Drew says solemnly.

“I’m happy for you, Drew. Everything is working the way you wanted it to,” you say, trying to minimize the amount of times your voice cracks.

“Thank you. It means a lot coming from you.”

The tears can’t be held back any longer. You don’t verbally respond to him, only nodding your head while the tears keep rolling.

“I got to go, congrats again,” you say suddenly and then hang up, not wanting anymore questions or concerns from him.

He was having his dream come true, meanwhile you’re breaking down and you can’t even get yourself to talk to him about it.

If only he knew what just happened.

You wanted to scream. You were angry at yourself and at Drew. Part of you wanted him to just leave you alone, but a bigger part of you wanted him to beg you to tell him what was wrong. You wanted to tell him that about the agony you were going through. You wanted to tell him the heartbreaking events that you just endured moments before his phone call came in.

If only he knew that you just had a miscarriage. A miscarriage of the baby he didn’t even know you were carrying.

You had only found out you were pregnant a couple days after the flowers with Drew’s note were delivered to you- it was from a doctor’s appointment, checking up on all your vitals and it was the blood sample that revealed the unknown. When you found out, your doctor had informed you that you were already heading into your second trimester. You had many opportunities to tell him, but you really didn’t want him to force a reconciliation because of the baby you both had made.

Today would have been a routine check up, but the ultrasound didn’t play the strong heartbeat that you were becoming familiar with. At the silence from both the machine and the sonographer, you knew you were no longer going to have a baby.

You kept having to look up into the iridescent light above you, trying to blink back the tears and trying to stop the sobs from taking over your body. You were completely overwhelmed with the fact that you had just lost your baby after losing Drew, and that you didn’t know where to go from that moment on.

You were advised to see your obgyn immediately. You were by yourself the whole time. It all felt unreal. Everything was in a blur and everyone who talked to you, trying to explain everything, was just like static buzzing in your ears.

After your doctor confirmed that you were experiencing a miscarriage, they let you leave with a prescription of pain medicine, and an empty heart.

You wanted Drew’s comfort the whole time. You needed his skin to be pressed to yours. You needed his hand to soothe your cramps. You needed his words of love and courage. You needed him.

Your fingers itched to dial his number, but you held yourself back.

Next thing you knew, your phone was ringing and it was Drew who was calling. You couldn’t not answer it.

Hearing his good news made you even more bitter. You wanted to be happy, but you couldn’t because his dream was coming true- without you in his life. You wanted to be mad at him for calling, but you couldn’t, not when you wanted him to call you to talk about anything. You were so confused with what you were feeling which was why you barely said anything, but a forced congratulations to him.

You hated that you couldn’t even force yourself to explain everything to him, and you hated that he didn’t try to pry you open even more. It was a long battle going on in your head every second of the day. You could only hope that one day you can talk with Drew like how you used to.

a/n: This is part 4 of the breakup! I hope you all enjoy this part. As always, there’s more to come!

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leejenowrld · 5 months

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tell us more about how meeting the parents for both sides went!! 🤭

ooohhh good one!!

very long answer below aswell 😭😭

so i’ll start with jeno meeting yns parents. he was an instant hit with them. actually yn and jeno were being lovey dovey in a supermarket cus they were doing their weekly grocery shopping and yn was gonna cook for jeno (for a change) and he was just being so touchy and she was also giving into him but all of a sudden they turn around and they see yns mum and one of her younger sisters!!

yn is… chronically very shy. like incredibly shy. idk if i explained it well enough in my first and last but this girl will not socialise with anyone and does not delve outside of her bubble. at this point in time, she had been with jeno for like 7 months and hadn’t even told her mum she had a boyfriend 😭

yns mum saw them… put two and two together and instantly hugged jeno and kissed his cheek. (yn lied and said they had been only going out for 1 month when in reality it was longer lmao she was just too awkward and shy to introduce everyone)

and then they all went out for dinner at this fancy restaurant… yns entire family including her dad (she has no brothers, only 2 younger sisters and also her mum was obviously there :D) and my god was jeno an instant hit for them. yns mum legit sees him as their son, she’s just so incredibly happy that her daughter is happy and in love. she can see the positive impact jeno has on her life just by looking at her, she’s never seen her daughter shine so much and jeno brings out the best in her!! she’s just so proud of their love and also their relationship, she’s never seen people more in love than they are. yns dad was initially very reluctant and closed off at first, i mean that’s his oldest daughter and before, yn hadn’t really interacted with boys or shown any interest in it and all of a sudden she’s head over heels in love with this guy?? he didn’t trust it but the second he met jeno, he knew his baby girl was in good hands. he was just so happy to see how much of a gentleman jeno was, how polite, kind, calm and reserved he is. they’re fr his son. they love him. so much. they include him in all the family outings and holidays and he has a stocking :p they do spend a lot of time together, jeno with yns family

yns younger sisters!! they’re big fans. he’s very good to them, he treats them well and is always buying them shit. he cooks for them and just overall takes care of them, he’s the big brother they never had!! and oh yeah!! they both have huge crushes on him and he knows and so does yn!! he doesn’t help it as he refers to yns sisters as “my girls” like once lmfao the three sisters were just sobbing to a sad movie and jeno was beside yn and her other sister and had his arm around both and everyone around him was sobbing and he was like “i can’t have my girls upset like this” 😭😭

oh yeah… this has been implied in the texts and one part of my first and last but jeno is such a good boy in front of yns family. he acts like an angel. he just has that smile. and yn… if fucks with our girl because she just can’t believe how he can act so innocent to them when he will spend the night choking her, spitting on her and slapping her in bed!!! (consensual ofc!! she loves it) like my god… he rlly switches up with them. i mean he’s not pretending. he can be very sweet and has shown it to yn but with her family he’s close to perfect and it truly does make yns love for him grow <33333

oh yeah… whenever they’re out on family nights (dinners, game nights) jeno gets so incredibly horny and will always have to fuck her discreetly. like at a restaurant he will have her bent over for him in the back rooms or toilets. during a movie night he will finger her under the blanket. but they’re discreet about it. well… yn tries to be

if she’s loud then she’s not allowed to cum for the entire night

sometimes he chokes her to keep her quiet

ok yns family was really long😭😭didn’t expect it (actually did because i have a scene written out of jeno meeting her family lmao) but send another ask for yn with jenos family !!!!!!

#jeno fluff #fic my first and last

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romeulusroy · 1 year

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Dependence Pt. 5 (Roy!Sibling x Roy Family)

Alternatively Titled: We Ain't Angry At You Love, You're The Greatest Thing We Lost I am getting this lyric tattooed on my body I'm dead serious

Characters: Kendall, Roman, Shiv, Connor, Logan

Word Count: 1,879

Inspired By: You're Gonna Go Far by Noah Kahan

Tag List: @locke-writes

A/N: All I have is the snippet to listen to and it makes me sob every time. I'm thinking of moving 1k miles away from my family, from my home, from everything, and every bone in my body wishes they felt the way this song feels. Every nerve in my body wants them to feel this way. I hope they'll miss me that much. Anyways, it reminded me of Baby Roy and the Succession finale. Yes I did cry while writing, what about it lol!! Feedback is always appreciated!!! 💜💜💜

Dependence Pt. 1 / Dependence Pt. 2 / Dependence Pt. 3 / Dependence Pt. 4

Being The Youngest Roy Would Include: Pt. 1

Being The Youngest Roy Would Include: Pt. 2

You’re gonna go far, he says into you, his arms tight around you. You try to stop yourself from crying. Again. Sniffling into him, into his shoulder. Everything about this moment makes you want to turn around. To call the whole thing off. But then, how can you call off an entire lifetime? Your bags linger at your feet, everything you could fit into two suitcases. You didn’t start out like this, the day didn’t start out like this, but as it progressed, as things fell into place, you realized there was no place for you. In their lives, of course. Connor promised you your old room again, if you ever wanted to visit. But this place, this apartment, this city, it wasn’t yours anymore. It wasn’t home. You’re not sure it ever was to begin with. You remember to call me when you land, okay? An,whenever you need someone to talk to, I’m always here. He has this shake in his voice, the kind that tells you he’s doing his very best to keep himself together. Composed. You can’t say anything, the words getting caught in your throat. Instead you just nod, sobbing into his sweater. He holds you tighter, rubbing your back. When he stops, he cups your face, meeting your teary eyes, wiping your cheeks. Pops would be so proud of you. He wouldn’t. He never was. But at some point you have to stop chasing something that never existed, something you can never have. You smile for Connor’s sake. Maybe he really believes it. Maybe he’s just saying it. Either way, you’re glad you went to him. You’re glad you told him. You’re gonna so far, you have no idea. He sighs, as if the words have been sitting on his chest for a long time. As if this is the first time in your life he’s felt real, genuine relief. You want to be held a little longer. You want to be loved the only way a father, a father by choice rather than blood, could ever love their child. Without conditions, without restraints, without a ceiling or a floor. Infinite. Beautiful. You’ll have to let go eventually, part ways, but for now he holds you like he did when you were an infant. Never could he have imagined the life you’d live. It was a fantastic surprise. You were a fantastic surprise.

You continue to awe him every single day.

You catch him at the bar, nursing a martini. Your hands begin to shake, but you settle them at your side, sitting beside him. You can do this. He wasn’t expecting you, sliding his drink away from you. You’re okay, you’ll be okay. You can be around it, you have to in order to say goodbye. He notices the luggage before you have the chance to say anything. Going somewhere? You bite your inner cheek. Yes, actually. He turns to you. His stitches have opened, the wound bright and red. Angry. You try to read his expression. There’s a hint of fear. He saw you in that bed, screaming, crying, begging not to be alive anymore. You knew he meant it out of love, but you couldn’t face it anymore. You couldn’t be looked at like that anymore. If you wanted a fresh start, a real one, you had to get away. You had to find somewhere with people who saw you for you, not your mistakes, not your darkest moments. Somewhere inside him, he understood that. Somewhere inside him, he wanted the same thing. Leaving for him wasn’t an option, though. Is that so? What does Mummy think about that? He sips his drink. You don’t want to roll your eyes at him. You don’t want to be annoyed with him. You’re not sure how long it’ll be before you’ll see him again. I, I didn’t tell her. I’m not telling her. He lets your answer settle for a moment. You’re not sure what he’s thinking. You never have been sure. Roman could be so unreadable, so unpredictable. You keep talking, trying to fill the silence, a lump developing in your throat. You’re speaking so fast, almost hysterical. You have to explain yourself. You have to explain yourself or you’ll die. I have to get away. I’m not sure for how long, I just, I can’t be here anymore. I have to stay sober and I can’t do that here. It’s not because of you, because of any of you, I want you to know that. I’m, I’m sorry if that upsets you or makes you ang- But he interrupts you, leaning over, hugging you. Not as tight as Connor. It’s as if he’s afraid to touch you still, afraid to hurt you. Gentle. You feel his muscles tense then relax. Whatever you gotta do, you do. Just don’t scare me like that again. You promise him it will never happen again.

It won’t. It doesn’t. The hurt from home doesn’t follow you, wherever you go.

You can’t reach the other two. You try calling, the deja vu twisting your stomach. The last time you tried to reach them, the last time. . . No. Stop it. This isn’t that. You’re better now. Shiv picks up, waiting for you to talk. You don’t care what happened. You don’t care what went down in that boardroom. You don’t care that he’s CEO now, that you lost. She’s your sister. The same sister that comforted you after nightmares, who iced your bruises, who wanted the best for you from day one. Whatever happened couldn’t change that. She gave you so many chances, time after time, and you let her down. You let everyone down. She still cares, she always would. You would, too. The words come up, out, before you can stop them. How much you love her, how much you’re going to miss her, how badly you need this, how much you wish you could be with her right now. You hear her take a sharp inhale in, a shudder in her voice. I’ll come and visit, yeah? Wherever you end up, I’ll be there, okay? You nod. Yeah, yeah of course. You can feel your eyes well up again. She was your big sister, the only maternal figure you’d ever known. It wasn’t your mother who shushed you to sleep at night, holding you close. It wasn’t your mother who gasped at the bruises you gave yourself in a fit of rage. It wasn’t your mother who climbed into that hospital bed with you when you were sick and scared and didn’t want to fall asleep alone. It was Shiv. You're Shivy. Your sister. Do you have everything packed? Always fretting, always worrying. Yes, Mom. You laugh. You know she’ll be a good mother. Maybe she doesn’t think so, maybe Tom doesn’t, but you do. She took care of you your whole life. She’s still trying to. You um, you have your chargers? Extra socks? Do you need me to- I’ll be okay, you interrupt. You’re both quiet for a moment, taking one another in. You can feel her wanting. Wanting to reach through the phone and kiss your cheek, to hold you so close your hearts beat at the same time. Wanting to keep you there forever, not wanting to let go.

She always knew this day would come, though. You’d always had big plans. You could never be confined like the rest of them.

You couldn’t reach Kendall. It went straight to voicemail. So you sat in the lobby of Waystar, trying to figure out exactly how to put it. Every thought in your mind, every thank you and I’m sorry and forgive me and I forgive you. Everything that’s ever sat between you two into a compact, meaningful message. You didn’t want to worry him, that was the last time you wanted, for any of them. You sat and watched everyone pass by. They were celebrating the new owner, one of the biggest deals they’d ever made. Some on their way to get drunk, others drunk already. Too much champagne. Finally, after a long time, you called again, listening to his voice play the message. Kendall, it’s me, you start. What next? You’re sorry. You’re sorry for putting them through all that you’ve put them through. The alcohol, the drugs, all those scary nights where they didn’t know where you were, if you were okay. All those nights where you weren’t sure where you were, if you’d make it out. You were sorry for calling him that night, for putting the blame on him if anything happened. You were sorry for blaming him. For not being the baby sibling he deserved. He deserved better, he expected better. I’m uh, I’ll be out of town for a while. You forgave him. You forgave him for all those outbursts, all those times he hurt you and Shiv and Con and especially Rome. You forgave him for turning into your father, the man you despised, the man you feared, the man you loved. I’ll be okay. I won’t, I’m not, I’m clean. I’ll stay that way. You loved him. You loved him despite the fear, despite the outbursts, despite the narrow path he chose to take. You loved him, and love him, because he’s your brother. He begged for you to stay awake, stay conscious. He wanted you to live even when you didn’t. That night, he looked like a ghost. I’m gonna miss you. A lot. Thank you for taking care of me, for loving me, for being there, you want to say. Thank you for being the best brother you could given the circumstances. Thank you for protecting me from him, from everyone. Call me when you can. I love you. Bye.

This isn’t some magic answer to your sobriety. This isn’t a cure. Hell, it might be you running away again. Who knows? But you can feel it, finally. The anger, the rage, the wrath. That burden starts to feel less heavy day by day. It won’t disappear completely. You’re a Roy, it’s in your blood, in your genes. But it gets easier to carry, to hold, to take with you everywhere. You don’t want to cave in, not as much. Sure, a strong drink would help, but you made promises. You made promises you’d like to keep. Promises to yourself and to your family. You’d call Connor when you landed, wherever that is. You’ll tell Shivy, too, so she can come and visit. You’ll check in with Rome and give Kendall another call. Hopefully this time he picks up. Hopefully this time you can have a real conversation, you can talk to him, really thank him for all that he’s done. But you know your place is not here. Your people are, they always will. That mausoleum will be waiting for you like it waits for them. Eternity you’ll get to spend by their sides. Now though, now you have the choice. The choice to get better. The choice to get away. The choice to be free. You’ll see them again, you always will. They’re your brothers, your sister, the people who raised you. You’ll see them again despite the distance.

They can’t get rid of you that easily.

#writing #connor roy #connor roy imagine #connor roy x reader #kendall roy #kendall roy imagine #kendall roy x reader #shiv roy #shiv roy imagine #shiv roy x reader #roman roy #roman roy imagine #roman roy x reader #succession #succession imagine #succession x reader

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pix3lplays · 10 months

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Can I request All HSR men reacting to their daughter moving out for college? If it's alright with you that is

Also can I be 🤡anon ? Because I have a math degree and it's academically challenging and I feel like a clown. If there's no already existing 🤡anon that is

Oh I’m So Down for that hehe Welcome, 🤡anon!

Ughhh middle aged Luka is so cute to imagineee

-HSR men when daughter is moving out for college-

Caelus: I could see Caelus getting a bit emotional at his child, his BABY is growing up and packing for college. I think he’d kinda watch her pack up with a sad, yet…hopeful look on his face. He knows she’s going to do great and go far, and he couldn’t be more proud.

Welt Yang: Welt Yang acts tough. He helps her pack up her things, gives her all sorts of great advice and tips on surviving college, but at the end of the day, he gives her a big, deep hug, and she asks if he’s crying and when he pulls away he has to take off his glasses and wipe at his eyes.

Luka: Luka is an emotional mess, I’m sure of it. He’s like…helping her pack, sobbing the entire time and she’s like “Papa it’s going to be okay, I’ll come visit often alright?” And he’s like “promise?” He hates to see his baby go, but he knows she deserves to be given the opportunity to spread her wings and follow her dreams, so he’s eventually able to let go. Somewhat. He calls her a LOT.

Blade: Blade is just as cold and unfeeling as he always is, watching over his daughter while she packs. But he will miss her. You can tell. She can tell. The other Stellaron hunters can tell. He misses her. He doesn’t say anything about it, in fact it’s not even particularly obvious. You can all just…tell.

Luocha: Luocha never wanted kids in the first place, but his daughter…she was a good kid. He helps her pack, and she makes a comment about how he must be happy to see her go and he actually disagrees and says he is going to miss her and she’s very surprised but she actually hugs her father for the first time in a Long time.

Sampo Koski: Sampo is an emotional mess, watching her pack, trying hard not to cry…he’s constantly reminding her that she will always have a home here if for whatever reason she needs to come back. He didn’t want kids at first, OH but he loves his daughter.

Gepard Landau: He tries to remain tough and serious through the whole thing, but inside he’s feeling pretty conflicted. He’s so proud of his little girl. But he’s also not ready for her to go… But he knows he has to let her go, and he’s able to remain pretty calm and in control even as she hugs him goodbye. He cries, but just a little bit.

Dan Heng: Dan Heng doesn’t cry or get visibly emotional, but he does do something very special for her as his way of saying goodbye. He reveals himself as Imbibitor Lunae. And she is in awe, and can’t believe this entire time she’s been raised by THE Imbibitor Lunae. The two of them don’t usually hug, but they do hug the day she moves out, and it’s a very sweet and precious moment.

Jing Yuan: Jing Yuan would get a little bit emotional, even if he’s already done this before with Yanqing…it’s just…his little girl, is growing up. The whole time he’s making jokes and acting tough, but she can see through him. “I love you, Papa!” she says when she’s all done packing, giving him a big hug, and the General finally breaks down and cries, just a bit, saying goodbye to his daughter.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail Caelus #Honkai star rail Welt Yang #honkai star rail Luka #honkai star rail Blade #honkai star rail Luocha #honkai star rail Sampo Koski #honkai star rail Gepard Landau #honkai star rail Dan Heng #honkai star rail Jing Yuan

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st4r-girls · 6 months

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love songs ✶ lh44

pairing: lewis hamilton x reader

summary: y/n drops a new song with some very interesting background vocals

notes: hi!!! first post, barely know how to work tumblr but here we go

~ instagram!

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yourusername so excited to release my new single, the 1!! i wrote these lyrics at the beginning of a new relationship and when i reread them to record, the feeling was surreal. i want to thank all the people who support me and my musical endeavors. and to the one: illuminas mi vida, te amo 💕

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user1 SHES DONE IT AGAIN SETTING THE BAR FOR ALL OF US

user2 DRIVIN DOWN THE 1!!!

kaliuchis tan orgullosa de ti, preciosa como siempre🎀🎀🎀 (so proud of you, beautiful as always)

yourusername te amoooo💕💕te echo de menos!! (i miss you)

user3 ok but when’s the new album???

user4 her vocals oh myyyy🔥🔥🔥

user5 i need her actually

user6 seems like u might have competition

user7 ok but who was the other credit on the song?? those other background vocals were NOT her

user8 ugh i need to see this live asap

user9 ummm who is the one?!??

user10 calienteeee 🔥🔥🔥🔥

badgagriri looking amazing babe

yourusername ugh ily

user11 what an icon

~ twitter!

yourusername posted a new story! 5hrs ago

~ instagram!

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yourusername i thought writing and releasing a song for you would be the ultimate anniversary present but i’ve been one upped. these have been the best 4 years and i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you 💕 (ps. thanks for the background vocals 😘)

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user1 WHAT🔥🔥🔥

user2 this was NOT on my 2023 bingo

user3 they look so cute together 🥹

feliciathegoat congrats dude now i don’t have to hear you talk about some mystery guy

yourusername shut up ty 💕

user4 well now we know who the 1 is

user5 I CANT BELIEVE THEYRE ENGAGED

user6 Y/N AND LEWIS WHAT

kaliuchis proud to say i was first to know 😘 felicidades, hermana 🩷🩷 (congrats, sister)

yourusername gracias kali ily ily 🥹 (thank you)

user7 an f1 driver??????

user8 JAW DROPPED IM GAGGED ABSOLUTELY

mercedesamgf1 congratulations on the engagement!! welcome to the family

yourusername aww thank you 🩷

user9 welcome to the family i’m SOBBING

user10 y/n on the grid when????

user11 HE WAS THE VOCALS ON THE 1

badgalriri congrats on the engagement babe 😘

yourusername ugh wife ily 🥹

lewishamilton wife?????

yourusername just kidding lewie, yk ily

user12 SHE CALLS HIM LEWIE🥲🥲

user13 WAIT they’ve been dating for 4 years??????

lewishamilton mi amor 🤍

yourusername I LOVE YOU

user14 so he’s soft launch guy???

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lewishamilton from quiet nights in your nyc apartment to secret skydiving trips, i’ve cherished every moment with you. the song was beautiful, sorry i had to one up you with the engagement. i love you baby, to forever 🤍

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yourusername oh please you’re not sorry

lewishamilton no i’m not 🙃

user1 i knew this was coming and i’m STILL shocked

user2 HE’S HAD A GF THIS ENTIRE TIME

user3 THATS MY 8 TIME WDC WINNING CHAMP

user4 i think u meant 7 time…

user3 no i meant 8.

sebastianvettel congratulations lewis, enjoy marriage

lewishamilton thank you brother

user5 he’s engaged to the singer????

user6 no way he just hard launched with an engagement post

user7 jaw dropped.

landonorris this old man has a gf???

georgerussell63 i know right? i’m still shocked

danielricciardo i thought it would never happen. so proud😪

pierregasly i can’t believe i didn’t know

yourusername fiancé actually

landonorris so sorry ms future hamilton ma’am

yourusername better 😌

user8 LANDO OMG😭😭

user9 i literally cannot right now

user10 MOTHER AND FATHER

user11 i’m actually obsessed like what

user12 omg i can’t wait for the wedding

user13 i need to see them on the grid

#formula 1 #lewis hamilton #charles leclerc #pierre gasly #daniel ricciardo #soft launch #social media #maria isabel #sebastian vettel #lando norris

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graciegoeskrazy · 3 months

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alright, baby

ross macdonald + pre-teen!daughter!reader

warnings: language?, mentions of blood, reader has anxiety, lil panic attack, reader is about 12 (may b a bit younger?)

a/n: uh ok here we go. barely proof read, TY ANONIEEE BAEEEE

It was supposed to be a semi-normal day. Nothing was planned for you and your dad other than stopping by Adam’s birthday party. The morning was normal. You changed into the light pink dress with ruffles your aunt Carly gifted you for your birthday and headed out the door with your dad. You mainly stayed with George during the party. Talking to him about your summer plans and whatever nonsense you two could come up with. It had been a while and he missed his little buddy. All of a sudden you felt a sharp pain. Something you had never experienced before. It wasn’t in your stomach, this was lower. You weren’t sure what to do so you dropped everything and ran upstairs to the bathroom. George was the first to notice your absence. When he came back from getting the two of you a plate, you was gone. He quietly excused himself from the giggles and drinking around him and headed upstairs to check on you. You had gone up almost 10 minutes ago and hadn’t come back down yet.

…

Blood. Not a lot. Just a few drops. But enough for you to have a horrid realization. You just got your first period. This wasn't supposed to happen this way. It came out of nowhere. There had been no previous pain of any kind, no telltale signs that you were about to go through the biggest part of puberty. This came completely out of nowhere.

The knock startled you.“Lovie? You okay in there?”

“George?” You asked through the tears.

“It’s me, my love. What’s going on?”

You couldn’t answer. You couldn’t think of an excuse fast enough. The more time went on, the more you began to panic. “Do you need me to get your dad?”

“No! I-I…I don’t know?” That’s the last thing you wanted. George went anyway.

“I’ll be right back, darling.”

He found Ross and pulled him aside, not wanting to panic him or cause too much attention. “Hey. Y/n is upstairs in the bathroom, crying. I think she needs you.”

“What? Is she okay?”

“I don’t know. She would barely talk to me.”

He handed George his drink and ran upstairs, his dad instincts kicking in.

He ran as fast as he could. “Lovie?” He asked, knocking. “It’s Dad. You alright?” He said, outside the door.

“Daddy?” You were in tears and his heart broke in two.

“What happened darling?” You kept crying, not responding, unsure of what to do. “Open the door for me, love.”

‘I can’t. I don't want to.” You hiccuped, in between sobs. You were on the verge of actual hyperventilation.

“Yes, you can baby. Come on.”

After a moment of hesitation, you reached over to the knob and twisted it, fixing your dress while doing so in hopes that he couldn't find any evidence. “Hey, what’s going on, hm?” He knelt down to you. You avoided his eyes at all costs. “Look at me. Breathe.” You stayed still, not moving your eyes. “I can't help you if you don't stop crying and talk to me.” He said softly. Your eyes slowly met his. He guided you in breathing and doing the exercises he was taught while learning how to help you with your anxiety. After your breathing calmed, he spoke. “What happened?”

You didn’t want to tell him the truth. Your dad had so much on his plate and the last thing you wanted was to be a burden. So, you lied.

“It was just another panic moment. I’m okay.”

After a moment, your dad spoke up. “You sure?” He asked, quirking his brow. You nodded. A part of him didn't entirely believe you. Another part of him wanted to believe you were truthful and wouldn't lie to him (which you never did.) But he knows his baby girl better than he knows himself. He also knew that the truth would reveal itself eventually. So he let it be,

“Why don’t you clean up and then we can go home a bit early? Yeah?”

Your cries were now just little sniffles. “Are you sure?”

“Positive. We’ll have that movie night we’ve been meaning to reschedule.”

You sniffled again. “Okay.”

“Take your time. I’ll be downstairs.” He got up, kissed your head, and walked downstairs to tell the boys he was leaving, reassuring George you would be fine.

…

You were quiet during the car ride. Staring into space like nothing had happened. You never noticed your dad constantly looking over to see you. It was hard for him to keep his eyes on the road. He was afraid you would break any moment and he wanted to be there to scoop you up, like he always did.

Things got worse throughout the night. You were circled up in a ball right against him.

“Do you not feel well, love?”

“I’m fine. Just a little off.” He wasn’t sure what it meant, but knew he was getting closer to the truth, so he let it be.

That was until the middle of the night when he woke up the a large slam of a door and your side of the bed empty.

He got up and headed to the bathroom. “Honey?”

Your first instinct was to stay quiet. “What’s going on love? Let me in.”

“No! Please, I can’t”.

“Yes, you can, y/n. Open up.” He shook the door knob. You just cried more.

“No. Please, Dad.” You said, begging.

“Y/n Macdonald, open this door now.” You continued to sob.

He knew continuing to pressure you would get him nowhere, so he took a different approach. “I saw the sheets, love.”

Shit.

You thought for just a moment then, much to your dismay, you opened the door, not bothering to clean up any of the blood that had dropped on your legs or around the bathroom. Just letting it be. You were so tired you didn’t have the energy for it.

He found you and knelt to your level, just like before. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.” He grabbed your hands and tried to guide you through breathing. You didn’t listen though.

“This wasn't supposed to happen!”

“It’s alright we’ll figure it out.” He quickly added. He spoke softly.

“I’m sorry, Dad.”

He laughed a bit, “You do not have to apologize, my love. I got you.”

You laid your head in the crook of his neck.

“It hurts.” You said.

“I know, my love. I know.” He let go. “I’ll be right back.”

You were confused. What the hell is he doing? It wasn’t until he came back with a pad did you realize what he was doing. “Pop this on your underwear, clean up a bit then come and find me.” You were naive, not dumb. You knew what a pad was. But how the hell did your dad have one laying around. especially because it was just the two of you? The truth is he’s been (more mentally than physically) preparing for this moment for awhile. He gave you a wink and let you be.

…

When you walked back into the dimly lit room, he was already in bed. He had turned the movie back on and opened his arms wide, expecting you to jump in. You just crawled into his side. He let you be for a couple of minutes before speaking.

“Listen-“

“Don’t give me the talk.”

He looked down. “What?”

“The talk, don’t give it to me, I don't want it.”

he laughed. “I’m not gonna give you the talk, babe.”

You closed your eyes in relief. Ross continued, “At least not right now.”

You just groaned.

“You're getting older babe, I think it’s important you know certain things.”

“Not right now! Just let me sleep!”

He sighed. You snuggled closer.

“Why didn’t you want to tell me?”

You poked your head out a little, just so he could hear you better. You still kept your eyes closed. “I didn't want you to worry about me.”

“Oh, my love.” He looked at you sincerely. “That’s all I ever do.”

“Can I sleep now?” You said through tears.

“he wiped them away as he spoke. “As you wish.”

“Thank you.”

He placed a kiss on your temple. “Just doing my job.”

#the 1975 #x daughter!reader #ross macdonald x daughter!reader #ross macdonald #ross

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madisonfilmss · 1 year

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I Am Yours - austin x reader

Inspired by I Am Yours by Andy Grammer

You would always be proud of Austin for chasing his dreams. You were proud to have a front row seat to his life changing. Most of the time. It was days like this you feel unworthy to be loved by Austin. It’s currently 10:30 your time which means it’s about 6:00 am Australia time. You haven’t been able to talk to him since yesterday morning due to your conflicting schedules. You would have gone with him to Australia but you had business back home you had to be present for.

You have a tendency to overthink the littlest things, not just with your boyfriend but in general. If someone’s tone is off, you notice it and then think about it for the next month so not talking to Austin for as long as you have makes you believe the worst.

He’s found somebody else.

I should have gone with him.

He forgot about me.

Your phone rings and you look to see Austin’s contact photo flash on the screen. Your mood is ruined now. He’s gonna pick up on it. You can’t do it right now. You decline the call hoping to pull yourself together but Austin doesn’t give you the chance because he calls you back immediately.

There’s nothing you can do because you know if you decline it again, he’s gonna be upset with you because you aren’t answering his calls.

You slide your finger across the screen, his bright smile lighting up the screen. You decided to keep the phone laying on your desk, hoping to gain your composure before having Austin see you upset.

“Hi love.” Austin says as the phone call connects.

“Hi love.” you reply

“Where’s my girl?” he asks curiously

“I have a lot of work to do tonight, babe. I’m so sorry.”

Honestly you were doing whatever possible to get him to hang up. You wanted to overthink in peace. Maybe even sob into a pint of ice cream,

“I know you and I know that’s a lie. You always make sure to have your work done just in case I call you.”

Damn it. He knows you too damn well.

“Not to mention, you haven’t made eye contact with me once. You only do that when you’re thinking. When you’re thinking, I lose my girl.”

“Austin, I’m fine.” you say trying to get him to focus on something other than you.

“Hey, no, we don’t do that. Talk to me.”

“It’s stupid.”

“That is the furthest thing from the truth. If it’s on your mind, I would really like to be let in so I am able to help you. I understand if you don’t want to tell me everything right away. All I ask is for a little insight. It doesn’t have to be much.”

“I understand.” you say. You take a moment to finally make eye contact with him. You realize what people mean when they say “Eyes are the windows to the soul.” As you look at Austin, you realize that his soul is made up entirely of you.

What are you doing? Why aren’t you talking to him? He’s here for you.

“If you need a minute, I’m happy to just sit here with you. You are allowed to tell me as little or as much as you would like. Take all the time you need.”

You nod before closing your eyes and taking a deep breath,

“It’s just– I’m not there with you and the time difference and the headlines and gossip. It makes me feel like you’re going to forget me. I’ve seen the paparazzi photos, Austin. You and Olivia look pretty damn cozy.” you take a breath trying to calm yourself down.

You didn’t realize how upset you actually were about this whole situation.

I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten so upset.” you say as you make eye contact with Austin.

“Love, you have every right to be upset. I completely understand. Would I like you here by my side every minute? Yes. Do I wish when I got anxious before press and events you were by my side? Yes. Do I wish afterwards it was just the two of us? More than anything.”

“Austin, please.” you practically beg him. You already feel bad enough not being there with him.

“Just let me finish. There is a point to this. I promise.” he says.

You look at him, waiting for him to continue.

“I also know that you are kicking ass back at home and as much as I wish you were here with me, I could not be more proud of you.”

Your eyes were welling with tears.

“For years I have been lost. Lost without you. I didn’t understand what my purpose was in this life. But I know who I am now. I am yours.”

You were full on sobbing now.

“I am yours now and always. I wouldn’t dream to be anything more. You take my breath away every time. I honestly still can’t believe it when you say you’re mine.”

This distance was hard on both of you but moments like this makes you stop and realize that you don’t want anybody else.

“Love, I don’t think you will ever truly know how much you saved me. It was the first time that you smiled at me. I knew right then that I was put on this earth to love you.”

“I will tell you that as much as I need to in order for you to believe it. I love you so much.”

“I love you more than you know.”

You were going to bed that night wondering how you got so lucky to be loved by Austin.

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