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christhopersturniolo · 2 months

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୨ MY LITTLE SISTER ୧ matt

summary: you had some plans with your boyfriend matt for the weekend, but something unexpected happens, and you have to babysit your little sister.

notes: this is my second time ever writing a fanfic (go read my first one) and english isn't my first language, it's probably not very detailed and there might be some mistakes, but I hope you enjoy it! all ears to feedbacks, l'd love to know what you think!

warnings: cussing, fluff

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I sigh “And why can’t you take her with you?” I say taking my eyes out of the screen and looking at my mom.

“How long will it take for you to understand that your dad is on a business trip and i’m going on one as well?” She answers walking from a side to another, packing some of her things. “I can’t take her with me, even if I wanted to.”

"But mom-" I start, only to be cut off.

"No buts, Y/n.” She interrupts, her tone firm. “I’m being serious." She looks straight into my eyes "It's what I'm telling you, you'll have to stay with your sister. I won't be paying for a babysitter while you're here with your ass in the couch. You are almost 18, you can very well take care of her, it’s only for the weekend.”

“But I told you I have plans with Matt!” I exclaim, leaning my head back on the headrest of the couch in annoyance.

My mom is about to reply when we hear the sound of my 3 year old little sister's footsteps coming from her room, followed by her little giggles.

We automatically get silent about this topic. I take a deep breath, reminding myself she's not the problem, she's just a child caught up in our adult issues. Bella is not the problem.

Don't get me wrong, I do love my sister, but it's a bit overwhelming to adjust having a sibling after being the only child for years. And with my mom's age, it's unexpected, to say the least.

SKIP TIME

Today is the day that my mom is going to her ‘super important business trip’, and also the day Im supposed to have a date with Matt.

After my mother left at 7am, Bella and I found ourselves up earlier than usual. We already had breakfast, so now, we don’t really have anything to do. We go to the living room, watch some TV.

Bella sits on the couch next to me and chooses the channel. After some good ten minutes, I look at my right to check on her, and she’s completely asleep, what makes me smile.

Until I realize that I didn’t canceled my dinner with Matt.

Shit, I completely forgot to talk with Matt! Fuck!

I get up and I go over to my bedroom, getting my phone and calling him. He takes some seconds to answer the call.

“Babe? Sorry, did I wake you up?” I ask, hoping the answer would be ‘no’.

“No, No, No..” He says with his husky morning voice, he definitely just woke up. “But why are you calling this early? Is something wrong?” I could feel myself getting fucking soaked as he talks, sorry, but his voice in the morning? I can’t take it.

I take a deep breath, trying to think straight. "Um, yeah.. Actually, my mom went out for the weekend, and I have to babysit my sister.. I don't know if I'll be able to make it to the dinner we had planned tonight”

“Oh” A simple response, What does that even mean? He probably hates me now.

"I know you already made the reservation, and I was super excited, I swear," I start saying nothing with nothing, feeling guilty for ruining our plans. "But then my mom told me she had this thing and..."

Before I could finish apologizing, Matt cuts me, understanding. "No babe, that's fine. Don't worry. Maybe we can do something else? With your sister? I have stuff to do all day, but I’m free at night, maybe we can have a sleepover or something?”

I sigh in relief “Yeah sure, that sounds great, I will talk about It with Bella”

“Alright call me later sweetheart, love you, bye” He ends the call and I go back to the living room, getting back on my place.

Bella is still peaceful sleeping on the couch. Not wanting to disturb her, I cover her with a blanket, but my actions unfortunately wake her up, blinking her sleepy eyes open. A small yawn escapes her lips, and she looks at me with a drowsy smile.

"Hey, sleepyhead" I whisper, gently brushing a piece of hair from her face. "Did you have a nice nap?" Bella nods, rubbing her eyes with tiny hands. "Mhm" she murmurs, snuggling deeper into the blanket.

I think about a way to tell her that Matt is coming over before she could fall back asleep “So.. do you remember my boyfriend, Matt?" Bella blinks, her sleepy expression turning curious. "Mm-hmm" she mumbles again, nodding slowly.

“What if.. He came over to a super fun sleepover with us today?” I say trying to sound extra excited to convince her.

Bella's eyes light up with excitement at the mention of a sleepover. "Yeah!" She exclaims, her drowsiness quickly dissipating. "Matt is funny!" Her sentence makes me chuckle “Oh he is?” She nods giggling, It doesn't even look like she just woke up.

The rest of the day, she doesn’t stop talking about Matt.

“Then- Then will Matt play games with me?”

“And can we watch frozen? I think Matt will like it”

Over and over, she’s more excited than me. But I mean, I can’t blame her, It’s Matt over all.

Around 8pm, Matt rings on the doorbell. I go over to the front door, Bella follows me, getting behind my left leg. I open the door and I see my boyfriend with two bouquets of flowers, a big one, and a small one.

“Hey love” He leans for a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek, then he hands me the bouquet “This is for you”

A smile appears across my face, I chuckle “Thank you so much.. You really didn’t had to” I say looking at my favorite flowers.

“No that’s fine, don’t worry” Matt returns the smile, his eyes lighting up as he sees Bella peeking out shyly from behind me. "Hey, Bella" he says warmly, crouching down to her level. "I also brought these for you, little princess" he says, offering her the smaller bouquet with a gentle smile.

Bella looks at me, seeing Bella's hesitation, I give her a soft nod, silently urging her to accept the flowers from Matt. With a shy smile, Bella reaches out and takes the bouquet from him, still with one hand around my leg.

“What do we say Bella?” I place my hand on the top of her head, caressing her hair.

“Thank you Matt” She says still shy.

"You're welcome, Belly" He responds getting up, his voice gentle and kind.

Some hours after playing some board games and talking, Bella decided to go get her toys.

She returns carrying a bunch of dolls and stuffed animals, then she settles onto the carpet in front of us and places everything there. “Matt come play with me!” She says excited with some barbie’s in her small hands.

He gets up from the couch, and sits down next to Bella on the floor “Alright so what doll am I?” Bella looks around “Hmmm..” She grabs a really bad looking doll, marker-covered, and hands it to Matt. I automatically start laughing uncontrollably, Matt matches the energy.

I am just watching as they play, Bella makes Matt use a girly voice, what just makes everything ten times better for my entertainment.

After Bella got tired of playing with her toys, she made us watch frozen, it’s her favorite movie, this is probably her fifth time watching it. I sit on the left side of the couch, Matt on the middle and my sister next to him. Some 30 minutes after the movie started, Bella is already with her head on Matt’s lap, sleeping like a little angel, as Matt gently strokes her hair and she snuggles closer to him.

His eyes meet mine, seeing me watching him, he smiles “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing” With a soft smile, I rest my head on Matt's shoulder “You just look so cute taking care of kids” He chuckles and leaves a kiss on the top of my head.

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this actually sucked, i’m so bad at doing cute scenes, this def wasn’t what I had in mind lol, maybe i will delete it later.

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kichiyosh1 · 1 year

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Me or my mother?

scaramouche/kunikuzushi x reader

slight angst/comfort

w//: if you squint (or even if you don't) I would say this counts as a yandere kuni aswell! just cuz he is really jelly and possesive of you in this one

Let's say Ei did keep the puppet and had given him a new purpose to live freely, but due to her busy schedule, she has you keep him company. Soon, Kunikuzushi begins to realize how frequent you are to leave him for when his mother calls for you, and from there his anxiety grows. Is it jealousy or insecurity? heck if I know!

Kunikuzushi was free to stay in his mother's estate, same as he was also allowed to visit the streets of Inazuma if he ever so wishes, but that currently isn't his main objective of the day.

"Kunikuzushi!" Ah, what great timing you have.

Right from the moment he opened his eyes after what felt like a long dream, all he was able to recall from the scene was that you had stepped forward bowing your head.

"I would be honored to serve you both, my Archon."

"Excellent, then you shall be entrusted with this task."

It had only been a few weeks since then, but the puppet had already grown very attached to you, to the point you can see the visible frown on his adorable face whenever there were other duties you had to attend to. The longing looks and the hesitant grip he'd have on your sleeve along with how meek and tiny his voice would get, it really was an effective way to keep you rooted into place, and the fact that he did all this unbeknownst to even him? It really showed how innocent of a person he was. Just wants your attention is all.

"y/n! good morning, how nice of you to drop by," yeah, like he wasn't already anticipating your arrival. "Good morning to you as well, oh, I came here to drop off a few things." In your hands was a tray of food, and despite his unecessary need for it, he was insistent on trying your cooking, even willing to choke on some sweets and desserts if it meant he'd be eating food that you made just for him. "Mhm smells good, say, why don't we share the meal, I think you deserve to eat a portion of your own cooking too, right?" Giddily taking hold of the tray, ready to lead you to his place in the estate when he sees you're not following him.

"Is something the matter?"

"Nothing that should concern you too much, the Electro Archon has called me in for the day to discuss matters concerning—" His mother called for you? "Oh, unfortunately I didn't have time to prepare your food since I was busy arranging my materials, so I had one of the maids make it for you. Please go on without me, it won't take long I promise." You were already facing the opposite direction before you could finish your sentence. "Eat well kunikuzushi!" you turned your head with a wave, while all he could do was stand there, his eyes switching between the tray in his hands and your disappearing figure.

He was confused by two things, one: how could you leave him there so quickly? and two: so this ISN'T your cooking?

"Why would I eat something prepared by a stranger? blegh." He set the tray down and stuck his tongue out in a childishly manner, displeasure written all over his face and gesture with his hands curled to his chest, like he was scared the food would jump out at him or something.

"I-I wasn't hungry anyways, I'll just wait until you get back." he says to himself nodding his head, since there was no y/n in the vicinity for him to say that to. What a silly little man.

He's come to the realization that your meetings with the shogun have become more frequent, more than he would like

It was cutting off his quality time with you

Sure that's his mom you're meeting with and you basically work for her but you were also assigned to him weren't you? Which means you should be here by his side right now attending to HIS needs, not hers >:(

Why did she have to pick you of all people anyway? there are plenty others in the estate that are at her beck and call, so why did it have to be his dear y/n :(

You said it was nothing to worry about, oh but it was worrying HIM very, very much

He's tried different methods so you wouldn't have to attend those stupid meetings, latching on to you and blocking your path, the most desperate one of his attempts was probably locking you up in his room, it didn't last long though since you threatened him you'd ask for a transfer if he continued acting like this (which you meant playfully but it almost gave kuni a heart attack)

It was like watching a puppy stand by it's door waiting for it's master to come home

and everytime you would return, you would always have something to say about ei. "she was in a good mood today"," she thaught me techniques in order to do my work more efficiently." the meeting was already over so why were you still mentioning her?

With how much time you had gone from him, he was starting to think you enjoyed his mother's company more, was that it?

Was his childish personality to immature for you? do you prefer if he had that same strict and authoritive demeanor his mother had? Were you really going through with that threat of yours? wanting to transfer?

Do you really like her more than him?

Now he just HAD to be in one of those meetings, it was a must he got to the bottom of this before he goes absolutely crazy, and to his suprise you agreed to bring him to your next one

So there he was, sat a little way from you.

Oh, so was it usuall just you and his mother alone during these? which means all your attention would be on her right?

oh hell nah, she's trying to steal you away from him wasn't she?!

Kunikuzushi was quick to shoo you out of there once his mother dismissed you

cue sad ei noises because her son didn't eat any of the deserts she prepared

When you asked him why he was so quick to leave you were thrown with the most sudden question

"...what was that?"

"Me or my mother? It shouldn't be hard for you to decide right?" He was obviously the only right answer, so why was it taking awhile for you to reply?

"Are you really contemplating this...?" He had repeated this question many times in his head, and he swore everytime that he wasn't going to cry, but now that it was out there in the open he could feel liquid pulling in his eyes. Were these what you humans called tears? a product of ones sadness and frustration?

"What reason would I have to choose between-"

"You've been 'hanging' out with her more recently! we used to spend all day together but we barely have time for that anymore because you're always quick to leave me when it concerns her. Is it because you've already grown tired of me? you like her more than me..?"

The amount of hurt written on his face and heard in his trembling voice had you grimacing at your actions. You never intended for him to feel this way, you had no idea he was hurting on the inside because of your ignorance. So you took a step, slowly to not startle him as if he were some corner creature, handling it with the utmost care you've always had, reserved only for him.

"My sweet, darling kunikuzushi." You start, craddling his face so that he'd meet your eyes, letting him know he had your full attention.

"I apologize for my actions. I had failed to see the pain you felt and made you feel neglected, but know that I would never choose anything or anyone over you, no matter what or who they might be."

His tears have fallen, but not even a sniffle was let out, as he made sure he was able to hear your voice, the voice he had missed speaking to him, loud and clear.

"The reason for this is because her personal attendant hasn't been present as of late due to a sickness they caught. Your mother thought i'd be good to fill in for the meantime, and this way I would also be able to report to her regarding your wellbeing."

That was the genuine truth, and he believes you, and as you continued speaking he slowly let his arms engulf you, a sigh of relief escaping him as you continued giving him words of reassurance.

He was content with your answer, but before he could be truly satisfied he needed to hear you say it.

"You still didn't answer my question."

"Which one?"

"Me or my mother? This time I'm only giving you three seconds to-"

"You, kuni. I'll always choose you, but do keep in mind I still work for her."

You let out a chuckle as kunikuzushi let out a pout, puffing his cheeks and crossing his arms, back to his usual self you see.

"Hmph, I should still be your top priority, always, the same as you are mine."

"Alright, alright, you really can be childish sometimes, but that's one of the things I love about you."

and with that, kunikuzushi could finally sleep peacefully, knowing his chances of having you to himself are high up there, so goodluck getting to your next meeting.

(I DIDN'T PROOF READ BUT I DON'T THINK IT'S THAT BAD)

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elaemae · 3 months

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The premium version of human is here to wreak house, mfs.

[Twst x Obey Me!AFAB!reader]

CHP. 4

PREVIOUS CHP.: PROLOGUE 3

Thank you guys for the likes, reblogs and comments.

Also, to the people who became my followers, I'll be forever grateful for that😊

CW: When MC gets mistaken as a guy, they get referred to as he/him, but the problem is that there's too many males around the MC.

So, I've decided to color the pronouns blue when it's MC that's being addressed. Just to avoid confusion.

CLARIFICATION: The headmaster, and MC knows that Yuu is from another world, so MC decided to play along and pretend that they're from the same world as Yuu. (The human world where MC came from is mostly similar to the human world that Yuu describes. i.e. landmarks, cultural, knowledge, current trends, anime and manga are all mostly the same.)

REMEMBER: Read this before the chapter.

Experience changes people.

If you see MC doing something you think you won't do and you decide to complain about it, remember this:

• You act the way you do because of the things that you've gone through in your life.

• MC is the same.

• They experienced a lot of traumatic events and almost lost their lives a fuck-ton of times.

• Because of that, they've changed. They've diverged from being you into the MC that they are now.

• The life you're living now shall be treated as the MC's canonical past.

• Also, because The Obey Me!cast feels bad from all the times you suffered and almost died because of them, they tend to overcompensate you.

• You get dressed in the finest of fabrics, most luxurious jewels, as well as housed and fed with the best things that the three realms have to offer.

• You don't take them for granted, but years of living with that lifestyle had raised your standards to new heights and changed the way that you act towards certain things.

• You're free to make up your own head canons if you don't like mine, also y'all can give me feedback if you want so I can improve my work.

• This story will be set a few years after the canon of the Obey Me games.

• • • • •

Who would've thought that it would be a bad idea to try to trick someone who literally reeks of luxury to live in an old, bout-to-fall-apart dormitory?

Well, certainly not Crowley.

That fact became known when 'The shady looking dorm leader™' and also, the tablet decided to tag along with you, Yuu and Crowley, but then had to help Yuu in holding you back so that you wouldn't beat the ever living crap out of the headmaster the moment he dared to bring y'all in front of this rustic establishment and say "It had charm". (Too many You's)

Oh really? really?? Oh you'll see real charm when I beat you straight into the afterlife you greasy son of a bitc–

*Ehem*

It did not end well.

So instead of that, the headmaster had to temporarily put you and your fellow stranded-in-dis-school-human into the infirmary as your temporary abode and promised to fix the shoddy dorm so that it can safely house people in it. (Grim will appear in the future, dw)

*Que Azul tryna make you stay in Octavinelle and you vehemently declining that offer.*

Also, you're starting to get creeped-out by the floating tablet that keeps following you around and won't stop with taking pictures. there's also the small maniacal giggles coming out of the device.

• • • • • •

So there you two are, two people that've been kidnapped by this school's fuckin carriage are now bonding in the infirmary and distracting each other by venting about problems back home. (You two are too wary to be able to sleep properly.)

Like, yes Yuu, I'm in a polyamorous with more than a dozen problematic individuals.

Yes, it works out. somehow

Damn, three assignments due tomorrow all from the same subject? Have you ever tried cheating off of your classmates?

Oh— wait what?! a classmate from biology was caught fucking with a professor in a classroom!? Seriously??

No, I unfortunately no longer have a grasp on the concept of private space and poverty.

Yes, maintaining a relationship with a lot of people at the same time can be hard.

A lot of them are rich.

Wait, a seatmate of yours really gave two free expensive sketch pads just because you asked?? Where can I find that person??

Yes they all act like my sugar daddies and my man-children in one way or another.

No, don't you dare pimp yourself out, okay? There may be a lot of people in my life but the important thing is that we all love each other.

We support, comfort, protect, and guide each other to the best we can.

No— that didn't happen in a day, I had to bend over backwards and almost die a shit-ton of times before I managed to wiggle myself firmly into the hearts of those fuckers.

...Q- Questions about our sex life will be automatically ignored.

Just.. be nice to others, even if it's seemingly stupid.

Unless they are absolute scum then just maintain distance.

You just gotta eyeball it to figure out when to stop being nice to someone.

Never and I mean NEVER treat anyone badly unless they did something unforgivable to you.

Don't call me kind. It's easier to have a grasp on other people if you're nice.

Pft— You once saw a book called "How to be a sugar baby 101" in the school library?! And you saw your principal reading it?!

Sure-sure, I'll help you with your math homework— wait a second.. Seriously?? We've been kidnapped, I ain't allowing you to do math. Where the hell did you even hide that thick-as-fuck test sheet anyways?? Up your ass?!

• • • •

You sigh for the third time this hour, looking at Yuu who's making a "Mom.. I threw up in the carpet... I'm sowwy🥺" expression as they stand beside your bed.

"What happened?"

Yuu winced, feeling embarrassed as they hear you talk to them like a disappointed parent, they had failed to appeal to Crowley about becoming a temporary student of this school and now had to be a janitor/errand kid.

"The headmaster said that I'll be the handy-man of the campus while he searches for a way to get us home..."

You feel a vein in your head throb and your eye start to twitch by of the sheer audacity being shown in front of your face.

You are now feeling the immense urge to hex that bird-bitch.

Satan sat straight in his seat, speaking out to the others in the meeting table.

"I can feel irritation and the urge to curse someone again." He said.

It would've been funny if this was another situation.

"That's definitely from MC, isn't it? You mentioned being half-asleep and feeling MC get agitated through your pact mark, right?" Diavolo asked.

"Yes, at least our pacts are still intact..." Satan nodded.

"Great, we can use this to monitor MC even if they're far away." Lucifer stated.

Countless search-parties and interrogations have already been conducted, but they're still clueless on where you can be or who could've taken you.

Even Barbatos couldn't see what had happened.

They're starting to get agitated, MC..

• • • • •

Jade watched as Azul frantically drafts and redrafts a new plan of his.

It seems that something caught the eye of their housewarden in the ceremony today.

"What could be so eye-catching that you're in such a hurry to obtain it, Azul?" Jade couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

"It's a new student, Jade." Azul started.

"He possesses such a large amount of magical artifacts in his hands, It's unbelievable! They were all high quality too!"

Jade blinks.

"Don't you have enough magical artifacts around?"

Jade is confusion.

"You don't know it because you weren't there." Azul narrowed his eyes at Jade.

"I first thought those jewelry of his were similar to the ones that you can buy with enough money in annual auctions, but then I realized that it's very likely that those jewelry are customized."

"...How so?"

"So I decided to try and take a closer look, but when I actually got closer and almost touched one of them, I felt a strong thrum of magic that I haven't felt before!"

Oh?

Now that got Jade's attention.

Azul has been exposed to a lot of strong, powerful people and magical artifacts over the years that he and his twin were following this dormleader of theirs and yet there was actually an artifact so strong that he can feel strong waves of magic by just almost touching it?

How curious..... If the magic of the artifact was so strong, why didn't Azul sense it up until he literally almost held it in his hands?

Seems like this year won't be boring, after all..

• • • • •

BONUS: Someone has a crush.

"Brother, Your package has arrived— What are you... Are you making fan art of Mr. [L/n]...?"

Idia screams like a dumb girl in a horror movie as he tries to block the screen with his body.

"O-ORTHO?! WH-WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT KNOCKING FIRST??!"

"And... what's with the pose?"

Ortho tilts head innocently, confused on why his brother is drawing a new student in a pose that can often be seen on videos that are called "Thirst traps". he's still confused about why they're called that way.

Idia: "O- ORTHO THIS ISN'T ANYTHING BAD I SWEARAHGJSI—"

*Starts to fuckin steam*

"brOTHER YOU'RE BURNING THE CHAIR!"

"AH CRAP!"

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final-script · 1 month

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It Wasn't Good But… |LS2

Pairing: Logan Sargeant x Reader

Sumary: It wasn't a good weekend but…

Warnings: English is not my first language !!!There are probably many mistakes (I will correct them later).

Gif: norrisgp

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Your work in social networks allows you to create content, of all kinds, at almost any time and almost anywhere in the world.

You could also show the world some of your hobbies.

Everything could vary, sometimes you would show them, a quiet day in your apartment, maybe with a tutorial on how to bake cookies in between and the next, you could be showing them your essentials for an upcoming trip.

Which was happening at this moment, you were recording to your followers how you were preparing to live one of the best weekends of your life.

You had been invited to experience a full weekend of F1 from inside the paddock, it was not your first Grand Prix, because you had already attended several, being a fan of the sport for many years, but it was the first one you would experience of this magnitude.

Williams Racing, they were the ones who had invited you to live the experience.

They provided you with everything, flights, lodging and of course the corresponding passes.

(...)

On Friday I showed up for free practice, where from the garage I could see how everything was developing, I was also able to meet Lily, Alex Albon's girlfriend, who confessed that she knew me and liked my content.

At the end of training, I finally got to meet Alex and Logan, who to my surprise recognized me.

Unfortunately we had a short conversation as both guys were supposed to attend a meeting, but with the intention of meeting again, hoping to have more time.

Unfortunately that couldn't be the next day either and almost would be on race day if not for a "shy" Logan Sargeant coming up to me, inviting me to watch the race from his side of the garage.

(...)

L- Where will you watch the race?

Y/N- I don't know, I guess from wherever the team tells me.

L- i... Would you like to see it from my side?, after all you are a guest of the team and I don't think they will have a problem if you do.

Y/N- if you wanted me on your side, you just need to say it.

You joke, which caused a slight, but noticeable blush on the pilot's face.

L- I... It's okay if you don't want to.

Y/N- I'm kidding, I'd love to be on your side.

The blonde smiled happily and said goodbye to go through his pre-race routine.

Sadly for the team, it wasn't a good race, but they still remained optimistic.

L- I'm sorry we couldn't give you a good show.

/N- it may not have been a good day, but I'm happy I was here.

(...)

Days later on your Youtube channel and other social networks you published the material of everything you experienced over the weekend.

And it won't have been a good weekend for the team but, I can say that I enjoyed it and I returned home happy for what I experienced and with an appointment, thus setting a next meeting with the blond rider.

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adventuringblind · 10 months

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If you’re still taking requests, can you please write a wolff!reader x charles leclerc fic? And they’re secretly engaged and in love and toto finds out and he doesn’t want them together and tries to break them up. Maybe they break up for toto and then he sees how sad they are w/o each other and how happy they were together? Angst to fluff and happy ending please 😭💕💕 Tysmmm i love your work sm

Romeo and Juliet

Charles Leclerc X Wolff!Reader

Genre: ANGST lots of it but a happy fluffy ending

Request: yes, and forbidden love? Yes please! Sorry if this is darker then you were thinking… I got a little carried away 😅. I am open for requests! Mainly for Max, Charles, Oscar, Lando, Daniel, and George.

Summary: Reader and Charles are in love. Unfortunately for them, Toto is determined to keep them apart.

Warnings: Angry Toto, sad reader, Charles trying to problem solve. MENTIONS OF SH but not description of it, MENTIONS OF SUICIDAL IDEATION but again nothing descriptive, bullying and toxic media.

Notes: written in third person. Please like, comment, and reblog. I like to hear from y'all. It makes me feel like a celebrity 🥹.

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Masterlist

She’d never been quite sure how it happened. How she managed to find her soulmate. The two are meant for each other. The only downside is that she is living a Romeo and Juliet parody.

Being a Wolff meant spending majority of her time around the race track or at the factory. From the time she was little, she was following her dad around.

Toto never had any hard and fast rules regarding being friends with people from other teams. He couldn’t stop her from being friends with those she spent majority of her time around. He did, however, have rules about dating. Mainly not to date a driver and if she was then he would allow a Mercedes driver.

So her options were Lewis and George. She liked both, but not in any romantic way. They are her brothers. She annoys them and them tease her and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Her and Charles had been friends since he first started with AlfaRomeo. The two clicked instantly and talked constantly. She was the first person he looked for after a good race or a bad one. He was her everything and she was his.

Four years later they started dating. Secretly, of course, because she didn’t want her dad smashing anymore headphones. They made it work and were willing to do what it took.

It helped that she already lived in Monaco since that’s where majority of her friends lived. It made sense why they would ‘run into each other’ so often since they live in a small place.

George found out by accident right before a race. He’d found her phone in the ground. It had fallen out of her pocket and she’d not noticed. When she had noted it’s disappearance, she tried to locate it by calling it with Charles phone.

George took one look at the caller ID and knew. The less then friendly contact name, mix of heart emoji’s, and Charles contact photo gave it away. He answered anyways. If Charles knew where she was then at least he could give her phone back.

“Hello, this is George.” He only got silence in return. “Hello…?”

“Please tell me you didn’t see the called name.” Came her voice from the other end. The desperation in your voice making him chuckle. He was never going to let her live this down.

“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. Now can you please come get your phone.”

The two lovebirds were able to make more things work after. Being able to have George cover form them helped immensely. Dates became more frequent. Places they wouldn’t normally go were suddenly a possibility.

Lewis caught on eventually. He saw right past the sheepish smiles of George and Y/N. While she was sneaking back in the garage through George’s driver room.

Between George and Lewis the teasing only escalated, but the two of them were the best possible wingmen she could have asked for. They managed to distract her father away when she was cutting things close.

It didn’t last forever though. The ending of Romeo and Juliet isn’t a happy one.

Someone had managed to take a picture of them kissing. It was a cute picture. Charles kissing her on what was supposed to be a private beach during the sunset. A picture that she woke up to circling the medial faster that the cars on race day.

Charles woke up to her rapid breathing. Her phone lighting up the dark room with constant notifications. Charles wrapped his arms around her. “It’s alright amour. We’ll figure this out on day at a time.

Things were weird after that. She clung to Charles as she was ripped to shred by the media, the fans, and her father.

She was being called a traitor to her fathers team. Her father had labeled her disrespectful. It was an utter nightmare.

The two Mercedes boys stood protectively behind her. Toto’s voice getting louder by the second. She was still sitting in the chair opposite his. Her eyes downcast to the lightly colored desk.

“I don’t understand why you chose him. A rival team! How do I know your not telling him everything about our operations?” Toto’s voice was laced with venom. This arms waving around to exaggerate his point.

“Because I love him. And I would never do that to you.” She wanted to stay strong, but the tears were threatening to spill over.

“I don’t want to see you back here until you two are broken up.” He turned his back to her.

She quickly exited, George following close behind her. Lewis remained in the office.

“I think you’re being too hard on her.” Lewis pointed out. Still leaning in the wall close to the door. His arms crossed over his chest, staring at the team principal he holds immense respect for.

“Aren’t you concerned at all?”

“No, she loves her family to much to do anything like that.” Then he left. Finding the girl he considered his sister clinging to George’s shirt.

Both of them had seen the comments. Both had been asked about it during interviews. Both had told their fans to leave her alone. It hurt both of them to see how people were treating her. The names they felt no remorse for spewing. It made them sick.

Charles’ fans were not any better. He hated seeing them tell her nasty things. Spreading rumors they knew nothing about.

He’d tried reassuring her constantly that she is his everything, but he knew she was losing her family. The last thing he wanted to happen. He wanted to protect her from this. Guilt wracking his body because he felt powerless to do anything.

When he found her that day, sobs wracking her body as she went to find him, he knew how he could help her. The last option either of them wanted.

“I love you so much.” He said, cupping her cheek gently, letting the tears roll down his cheeks and attempting to wipe away hers. “But I don’t want you to lose your family because of me.”

Charles called George that day to tell him want he was going to do. George having understood his actions and promised to be there for her. So when the broken girl showed up at his house that night, eyes red and puffy, he’d already been ready for her. Carmen making sure that she had extra clothes for her in case she ended up staying awhile.

Charles’ next stop was to see Toto. The older man hardly sparing him a glance as he walked into the office. “I’m sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused you.” He started. Toto still faced the wall, refusing to look at him. Something Charles was grateful for. “Me and your daughter have parted ways. So, I’ll hope you’ll allow her to stay with her family. Neither of us wanted things to happen this way. But I’d rather lose her then watch her lose everything she’s grown up with and worked for.”

Charles waited a moment to see if he’d get a response before turning around and ducking out of the office.

He stayed with Pierre that night. Broken and defeated. His heart heavy with the sadness and longing to be with the woman he loved so dearly.

The media didn’t stop though. The news around them still trending. People still feeling the need to voice their disgusting comments.

Toto had tried to connect with his daughter, but received no response. In fact, nobody had. She hadn’t been to a race in months. Both George and Lewis had tried calling and texting her only to receive nothing in return. She hadn’t even read their messages.

Charles was hurting as well. He didn’t want to cause her anymore pain. So he distanced himself from everything that related to her. Carlos and Pierre had been watching his behavior. His head clearly not in a good place mentally. They were running out of ideas in how to help him.

Lewis was the one who caved first. He’d given her enough space, now it was time to invade it. He dragged George with him to her apartment in Monaco one morning. Determined to see proof that she was at least breathing.

When they got no answer, they searched for the spare key. The one she hid in the light above her front door. Relief flooding them both as George managed to locate it.

When they finally got the door open, they were greeted with the dark apartment. It looked like no one lived there. The fridge was empty and the cupboards almost mirrored it, aside from the open box of your favorite cereal.

There was broken glass along the counters and floor. Pictures had been taken off the walls. A few empty bottles of alcohol lay strewn along flat surfaces.

The woman they’d been looking for was wrapped in a blanket on the couch. Her chest slowly rising and falling.

George went to gently try and pull her from her sleep without scaring her.

Lewis on the other hand, went to investigate the rest of the rooms. Terrified at what he’d discovered.

He lightly jogged back to George, who didn’t want to pull her from her peaceful slumber, and tapped his shoulder. Motioning for the younger Brit to follow him.

Their first stop was the bedroom. Everything that reminded her of Charles had been stripped away. leaving only the mattress in the center of the room. The long mirror hanging next to the closet had been shattered. The glass that had fallen out of it scattered around the base word they’d seen people calling her written in thick black marker now divided by cracks.

Next, Lewis led them to the bathroom. The sight of it making George want to vomit. The bathroom mirror had also been cracked. Towels stained red line the countertop. Pills litter the bathroom floor. And the knife she’d been gifted by her father for her 18th birthday lay on the edge of the sink.

Who is obviously what had happened here recently.

George who was struggling to look at the scene went back to trying to coax the woman, his sister, out of her slumber. Lewis making an attempt to at lease get the area safe. Their hearts hurt for her. They knew she was hurting but neither knew it had gotten so bad.

Charles was her soulmate. Both her and Charles knew it. They had envisioned their life together. A life that she saw every time she closed her eyes.

She tried to separate herself from his memory. Tried to distract herself. But she couldn’t get her mind away from him. How he made her smile. How he listened even to the pettiest things she complained about. She wanted that back.

If her family didn’t want her for it and Charles couldn’t stand to see her hurting, then she would get back there on her own.

If their story was like Romeo and Juliet’s, why shouldn’t it end in tragedy as well?

But their story keeps going. Because they are meant for each other. So they will find away even if they don’t know it yet.

The gentle touches of Charles ghosted over her bare arms. Her mind trying to hold into the feeling even if he wasn’t here.

She cracked her eyes open to the dark room. Her body revolting as she tries to sit up. Her dehydration finally getting to her. Her head pounding from last night events.

She’s had a few episodes like this and knows she needs to get help. She doesn’t know where to start though.

She hadn’t really eaten much the last sixth months. Even food reminded her of him. How was she ever going to move in at this rate?

Then she noticed the sounds of breathing beside her. The familiar face of George greeting her, though his eyes are sad.

She immediately sits up. The horrible scene that is her apartment now clearly seen by one of the last people she wanted to know she’d sunk this far.

“George?” Her voice merely a quiet rasp.

“It’s okay now, we’re gonna help you. Okay?” His voice cracked. The male is clear distress.

Lewis came around the corner upon hearing voices. Relieved that she’d woken up. “I think we need to talk.”

Charles hadn’t been staying at his apartment. He knew he wasn’t in a good place mentally, so he went back home. His mother welcomed him with open arms, sad to hear the news of the two splitting.

He’d talked to Lewis and George about her during race weekends. Their lack of knowledge causing his concern to grow more with each passing week.

He’d tried for sixth months to force himself to move on but he knew it was in vain. She was made for him and he belonged to her. How was he supposed to move on from that?

Pascale had struggled watching her middle child. He struggled to eat, struggled to sleep, to the point it was affecting his performance.

“You should talk to her.” She suggested.

“I’ll only hurt her more.”

“I’ve been looking in social media for her. The things people are saying is terrible.” She sighs, the situation itself only getting worse. “She needs you.”

Toto knew he messed up. As soon as he’d made her choose, he knew. Only to have it confirmed when he heard the waver in Charles voice. When he didn’t see his daughter for moths. As he watched Charles performance fall.

He’d tried to contact her. Susie had encouraged him to call her the night everything happened. He’d received no response for sixth months. He’d asked Lewis about her only to be met with his sigh and sad eyes.

It’s like she disappeared from the planet. Everyone worried about her. But they collectively decided that maybe she needed space.

He knew she and Charles were happy together. He’d seen how big her smile was when she was with him. Even when he thought they were just friends. The two of them had been contagiously happy.

The next race came around quickly. At least for Charles that’s how it felt as he strode to the Mercedes paddock.

He spotted Lewis and George and weaved his way towards them. Everyone trying to get one roared for the weekend. Exactly what he should be doing.

“Charles! Listen mate-“ George had started. But Charles cut him off with the urgent need to speak with Toto before he could get in his head. “I need Toto. I need to see her again.” He was ready to break.

“He’s in his office.”

Charles didn’t waist any time making his way there. The older man a bit startled at the sudden appearance. “I love your daughter. I am begging you to not make her choose.” He was pleading but he didn’t care.

“I’m sorry.” Toto looked pained. Charles is taken off guard by it. His reaction the last thing the monegasque was expecting. “I should have never made her choose. She was happy with you. So when you go get her back, tell her I’m sorry and that I want her to come home.”

Charles fumbled around with his words. Gesturing wildly with his hands but for some reason his voice was stuck in his throat. Eventually he just nodded his head, attempting to get across his thanks.

Lewis and George were still talking. So he did the only logical thing and tackled then both in a hug. “I need to know where she is. He’s not going to make her choose.” The smile on his face so big it might fall off. “Please tell me where she’s been staying.”

Lewis and George shared a look. One that didn’t go unnoticed. “We need to talk.”

They’d told him about her state. About what she’d been going through. How they found her that morning, alone and so far into her head they didn’t know if she was going to come out.

His heart shattered listening to them. The two were connected deeper then anything he could’ve imagined. He’s upset that he didn’t get the courage to fight for her sooner.

She’d been spending her time since they found her with either if the boys. Neither wanted to leave her alone after that. So they made sure she wasn’t alone after that.

Her apartment was still mildly wrecked but they weren’t worried about it. They just wanted to get her out of her head.

Now he had a chance. They had brought her with them. She didn’t want to come to the track so she was back at the hotel. Tucked away from the world.

Now Charles was speeding to her location. Lewis’ key card in hand. Determination filling his veins. He needed to see her, desperately. His heart ached the last six months. He didn’t want to never see her again. Charles loved her with his entire being.

The trip was a blur for him. Not even realizing he was at the door until he had no more steps left to take.

He decided to knock first. He wanted to be respectful. He’d use the key as his last resort.

He got nervous when the handle turned. What was he going to say? He didn’t have time to think about it as the door swung open. Revealing the love of his life. Still as beautiful as when he last saw her. Though his heart dropped at the sight.

Bags under eyes, her body smaller then he remembered. Then there was the white bandages running up her arms. She was wearing a tank top and sweats, obviously not expecting him to show up.

They stared at each other for a moment. Then the tears started. She was in his arms in a second. Clutching him like he would disappear if she let go.

He breathed her in. “I’m here, I got you, and I’m never letting you go again.”

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foone · 1 year

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So here's the thing about AI art, and why it seems to be connected to a bunch of unethical scumbags despite being an ethically neutral technology on its own. After the readmore, cause long. Tl;dr: capitalism

The problem is competition. More generally, the problem is capitalism.

So the kind of AI art we're seeing these days is based on something called "deep learning", a type of machine learning based on neural networks. How they work exactly isn't important, but one aspect in general is: they have to be trained.

The way it works is that if you want your AI to be able to generate X, you have to be able to train it on a lot of X. The more, the better. It gets better and better at generating something the more it has seen it. Too small a training dataset and it will do a bad job of generating it.

So you need to feed your hungry AI as much as you can. Now, say you've got two AI projects starting up:

Project A wants to do this ethically. They generate their own content to train the AI on, and they seek out datasets that allow them to be used in AI training systems. They avoid misusing any public data that doesn't explicitly give consent for the data to be used for AI training.

Meanwhile, Project B has no interest in the ethics of what they're doing, so long as it makes them money. So they don't shy away from scraping entire websites of user-submitted content and stuffing it into their AI. DeviantArt, Flickr, Tumblr? It's all the same to them. Shove it in!

Now let's fast forward a couple months of these two projects doing this. They both go to demo their project to potential investors and the public art large.

Which one do you think has a better-trained AI? the one with the smaller, ethically-obtained dataset? Or the one with the much larger dataset that they "found" somewhere after it fell off a truck?

It's gonna be the second one, every time. So they get the money, they get the attention, they get to keep growing as more and more data gets stuffed into it.

And this has a follow-on effect: we've just pre-selected AI projects for being run by amoral bastards, remember. So when someone is like "hey can we use this AI to make NFTs?" or "Hey can your AI help us detect illegal immigrants by scanning Facebook selfies?", of course they're gonna say "yeah, if you pay us enough".

So while the technology is not, in itself, immoral or unethical, the situations around how it gets used in capitalism definitely are. That external influence heavily affects how it gets used, and who "wins" in this field. And it won't be the good guys.

An important follow-up: this is focusing on the production side of AI, but obviously even if you had an AI art generator trained on entirely ethically sourced data, it could still be used unethically: it could put artists out of work, by replacing their labor with cheaper machine labor. Again, this is not a problem of the technology itself: it's a problem of capitalism. If artists weren't competing to survive, the existence of cheap AI art would not be a threat.

I just feel it's important to point this out, because I sometimes see people defending the existence of AI Art from a sort of abstract perspective. Yes, if you separate it completely from the society we live in, it's a neutral or even good technology. Unfortunately, we still live in a world ruled by capitalism, and it only makes sense to analyze AI Art from a perspective of having to continue to live in capitalism alongside it.

If you want ideologically pure AI Art, feel free to rise up, lose your chains, overthrow the bourgeoisie, and all that. But it's naive to defend it as just a neutral technology like any other when it's being wielded in capitalism; ie overwhelmingly negatively in impact.

#Capitalism #The ethics of AI art

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violet-butterflies · 6 months

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❥︎ yandere! Merman Part 3

❥︎ Warnings ! ☞︎︎︎ None ! ( male yandere! oc x gn reader ) Click to see part 1, part 2, and an nsfw spin-off !

A little after a few weeks passed and (y/n) was bored out of their mind. There was nothing to do in the cluster of islands that kept them inside its lands. They were getting tired of waking up to the same scenery, tired of getting baked under the sun every day, tired of only eating mangoes and coconuts, and tired of only spending time with the lovesick merman, who's name (y/n) found out being Llyr.

Every waking moment, (y/n) had to be within the silver-haired merman's presence if they didn't want to spend the rest of the day with a moody and extra touchy merman who kept forgetting they were a human who couldn't breathe underwater. Multiple times, Llyr dragged (y/n) underwater to try and cuddle them since it was difficult for him to cuddle them on land with limited mobility when the merman was worried that (y/n) could disappear at any moment if he didn't keep an eye on them 24/7. Those times Llyr would be so lost in his own worries that he would almost missed (y/n)'s hands pounding the muscular merman's chest when the lack of air burned their lungs.

This completely takes away all of (y/n)'s rights to privacy.

"Llyr! Go away! I promise I'm not going anywhere! I just need to pee!"

"Llyr please stop groping me..."

"For the love of god Llyr you can't invade my space even more than you are now so please calm down..."

Llyr, on the other hand, was trying his best to express his love through the only way he thinks is right. Llyr can't help but always want to be glued to (y/n)'s side since that's how he feels and is the only way he thinks how he should show (y/n) that he loves them.

Unfortunately, instead of reciprocating his feelings (y/n)'s smiles slowly became more and more rare and their mood declined significantly compared to when Llyr first brought them into their natural enclosure.

"(y/n) why no eat? I peel fruit for you..." Llyr asked (y/n), who boredly poked the freshly peeled mango peeled by the merman, one day. (y/n) looked up from their food to the worried merman who was sitting by the shore in front of them. They let out a tired sigh as they put aside the peeled mango on a plate made of leaves beside them.

"I've been held captive here for how long now?" (y/n) started, Llyr gulped at how sharp their voice sounded, before continuing, "I've dealt with your bullshit for so long. I tolerated your clingy demands, eating the same goddamn food everyday for weeks, and I tolerate my privacy being violated everyday."

(y/n) didn't care how Llyr was going to react. Maybe Llyr was going to get angry, his emotions angry as the volatile and rocky waves during a thunderstorm, maybe drag them to the sea to torture them for air or, maybe, (y/n) would successfully talk some sense into the lovesick male and be taken back home to their tiny lighthouse by the beach.

"You're selfish, you know? I helped you, I befriended and fed you when you needed help but what did I get? I get to be taken away to some deserted island against my will and be forced to eat mangoes and coconuts by some clingy merman," (y/n) continued their assault on the poor merman's feelings.

Llyr couldn't understand fully what his beloved was saying but he knew they were mad; their feelings finally bubbling up and exploding from within. As his beloved kept roaring angrily, the merman cowered in fear and shame. Llyr wanted to calm them down but he didn't quite know how to. With one last angry and frustrated scream, (y/n) stormed off toward the middle of the island where Llyr won't be able to follow them.

Llyr froze in his spot as he tried to keep himself together. HIs eyes began to water as he bit his lip at the thought of not taking good enough care of his beloved. Was he simply not good enough? His lover was in distress and not living happily with him and Llyr had no idea how to fix that.

His eyes then trailed to the peeled mango, now forgotten on the sand. Now that Llyr thought about it, (y/n) has only been eating those ever since he brought them here. Were they dissatisfied with the food?

Llyr frowned to himself. How dumb he had been. He's only been focusing on fulfilling his physical needs and he completely neglected his own beloved's needs.

Llyr began to ponder on what he could give to (y/n) to fix everything. Llyr could try to feed his beloved fish like what he had been eating but, Llyr was such a terrible hunter that hunting food for two would take up so much time; time that the merman could be using to spend time doting on his beloved.

But what else could he do? This was the bare necessities that were necessary and Llyr ultimately knew that he had to deal with it if he even wanted a chance to make his beloved lover smile again.

And so, with one last look filled with nervousness and longing, he dove into the sea to gather food for both him and his beloved.

(y/n) wondered where the merman went when they realized that there was no sign of him anywhere in the body of water surrounding her little cluster of islands.

Had the merman decided to abandon them after their outburst? If they did then shit they have to transform into a real-life Robinson Crusoe.

During the time Llyr disappeared into thin air, (y/n) decided to do all the suspicious things they weren't able to do with the merman around. Things like diving to find how the merman went in and out of the cluster of islands and even began attempting to climb the wall-like mountains that surround the cluster of islands like a cage. They eventually decided to stop due to exhaustion and in case the merman came back anytime soon but their midday activities did not end in vain. They found a small and obscure gap underwater which they assumed that it's how Llyr had taken them in but it was too deep and cramped for (y/n) to go through. They also found out that it was possible to climb up the mountain surrounding the islands albeit very hard and energy consuming that they barely made it halfway.

(y/n) finally made their way back to the main island that they normally resided in when they heard strangled sobs and pathetic shouts of her name from the distance. (y/n) could only assume that it belonged to Llyr and with how distressed he sounded, it was because he couldn't find them.

When (y/n) finally got to where the wails came from, (y/n) was met with a crying merman with two little fish and a squid piled on the sand beside him. When the merman finally noticed that (y/n) was looking at him, he let out a choked wail for their name.

"(y/n)! Where were you? I so sorry! I so bad at getting fish for you! But I will try my best next time," Llyr cried as he felt pathetic since he was such a bad hunter for his lover.

(y/n) could only sigh as they made their way to the crying merman and his not-so-fruitful catches of the day. In an instant, Llyr began to cling onto (y/n) when they were within his grasp. As the merman sobbed onto (y/n)'s dirty shirt, they could only sigh as they picked up one of the fishes the silver-haired merman caught. (y/n) wanted to stay angry but they couldn't help but feel bad when they saw him in such distress.

"Whatever, it's enough for me. Thanks," (y/n) said as they petted the merman's damp hair softly to try and calm him down. The merman looked up to his beloved's face with surprised tearful eyes as he began to hug them tighter due to the relief that they still somewhat appreciated what they attempted to do for them that day.

(A/N) HI I PROMISE I'M NOT DEAD JUST VERY VERY BUSY. To everyone reading, thank you for being patient. I was so very busy with school and it paid off since the school gave me a scholarship that makes me only pay less than $100 every month basically and I'm super proud of it! On top of that, I finally was able to get myself a table and chair so that means I don't have to study with those tables you can fold and take everywhere anymore! (dw it's not as sad as it sounds lmao)

ANYWAYS ENOUGH WITH THE RAMBLING I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE UPDATE AND I'LL SEE YOU ALL NEXT TIME WEEEE

#tw: yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc #male yandere #lovesick #yandere merman #yandere merman x reader #obsessive love #obsessive yandere #possessive #possesive love

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blind0demon · 1 year

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Little Soldier

Summary: Your work alongside the recom team went on normally until your body went into a heat cycle and you couldn't help but keep getting distracted from your missions. Fortunately, your Colonel knows just the right way to help you out.

Pairing: Na'vi! Miles Quaritch x Na'vi! Gender Neutral! Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 4,3K

Author's Note: No amount of water will stop my thirst for this man. Part two is up, you can read it here:

"I think they're gone" You whispered, as quietly as possible so as not to attract anyone to your location. Quaritch nodded and the both of you got out of your hiding place from under a big tree. None of you said anything, too busy looking for any signs of danger as you kept your weapons ready. After a moment of making sure that nothing is going to kill you, Miles turned towards you with an angered expression. "Do you have any idea that your distraction almost got both of us killed?" He snapped, making you look away in embarrassment, your fingers nervously tapping on the surface of your gun.

"I'm sorry, Sir. Won't happen again" You answered with humility, trying to ease the tension. It seems to have worked, as your Colonel signed in frustration and ordered you two to keep moving forward and find the rest of your crew. The two of you split from your team when you were attacked by Na'vi warriors as you were venturing through the forest. Fortunately, you were able to resist the attack without any losses. In the middle of the confrontation, you hid behind a tree to reload your weapon and couldn't help but stare at Miles.

Your hungry eyes unwillingly trailed through every part of his body, his focused expression, his muscles tightening and relaxing as he was shooting, everything about him made you lose concentration of the situation and almost get yourself killed. The man noticed you looking at him and pushed you on the ground, before an arrow could hit your skull. You were so busy admiring your Colonel that you didn't even realize that you were partially exposed from your hiding spot and became an easy target.

Luckily, your partner saved your life. You didn't have much time to think as the two of you began running away from the firing shots and before you knew it, accidentally fell into a trench that was impossible to notice. You met the ground many meters down the deeper part of the forest. You were lucky to be in the body of an Avatar as normally you'd break most of your bones from the impact but instead, you only received a few bruises and cuts.

Nothing serious happened to Miles either, at least those were good news. The two of you waited for a few minutes, trying to make sure that you weren't followed and now you're here. Your feet dragged you after your partner as you tried to find a way out of this place. Barely any light shone through the thick tree crowns and gigantic leaves while everything around you seemed quieter than usual. Unfortunately, your communicators broke due to the fall so you had no other way but to move forwards and find your team on your own.

You wanted to hit yourself in the head for being this stupid and ruining everything but you tried to keep your cool in front of Quaritch. You could sense this weird feeling growing in your body again as you looked at the man walking a few steps ahead of you. Your ears tilted back from the discomfort you experienced when you tried to keep yourself together and not think about Miles again and the things he could do to you.

Becoming a recom, you only expected the positive things coming from a new body. You are stronger, faster and overall a better version of your human self. However, after a few weeks of living as an Avatar, you noticed something unusual happening to you. You become horny but not just once in a while, everyday. At first, you thought nothing of it and assumed that it would go away after a few days but it didn't.

Your thoughts constantly drifted away into scenarios of you getting intimate with a certain person, your Colonel. Guilt ate you up every time you thought about him in an inappropriate way and you hated your organism for letting you know how much it wanted to get screwed by Quaritch. It felt as if your mind and body were split in two. Perhaps, you were in a mating cycle but you've never heard of it happening to Na'vi before and you felt too awkward to ask anyone else about it.

You are a soldier, you were trained to control yourself in the worst moments of war and now you can't even do that. You felt like a disappointment compared to your recom team and to Miles. You were never attracted to him as a human but after you two became Avatars, it changed. Out of all the other crew members, your stupid brain had to choose Quaritch to root over. Maybe it's because he was physically your age now and his features weren't too bad to look at either but you mostly assumed that it was because he had authority and was your leader.

Your dirty mind couldn't stop imagining him pinning you to a wall or bed and forcing you to listen to every command he'd give you. This man brought out thoughts from you that you never suspected yourself to have and it disgusted you. Unfortunately, you also loved it. A sight left your lips as you rubbed your hand against your face to put yourself together. Who knows when your problems will start to bother others to the extent that it might cost you your job.

What would the RDA do? Send you back to Earth as an Avatar? Right now, all you have to concentrate on is getting out of this place, seems easy. It would've been simple, if you were to walk with anybody else but Quaritch. You bit your lower lip, just imagining what those slim fingers could do to you while your eyes stared at the man's hands like a creep. So much for your focus on the mission.

Eventually, you encountered a river on your way and decided to rest nearby for a few minutes. You used the time to wash your face with the cold water to clear your head while Miles tended to the few wounds he got from the impact. Compared to you, he earned a few more injuries. It made you feel even worse about yourself for screwing up. "I'm really sorry for what had happened. I've been just… really distracted lately" You said, breaking the silence and catching his attention.

"It's alright, everyone fuckes up sometimes. Do you need to talk about it, (F/N)?" He asked, while turning towards you and looking at you in interest. You immediately tilted away and shifted in your seat. "No, I'd rather keep it to myself" You murmured awkwardly, trying to make it sound as polite as possible, your cheeks slowly turning red. No way in hell that you're telling him any of your recent thoughts. You won't be able to look at your reflection in the mirror for a week.

You felt his gaze lingering on your body as you tried to keep yourself busy, staring at the moving water in front of you. "If it's what I think it is, don't worry. You're not the only one" Quaritch said with a grin on his face and began to laugh when you shot your head in his direction and stared in shock. "What?!" You shouted in embarrassment, making sure that you didn't just hear things. "Well, I've also noticed myself lately getting a little 'distracted' as you'd say, and by observing you for the past few days, seems like I'm not the only one" He concluded, making you hit your hand against your forehead.

You wondered who else also realized your weird behavior recently, you had no idea that the others also experienced the same phenomenon. It felt shameful to think that you were the only one who struggled with keeping it a secret. Maybe it's because you're the youngest in the group, at least when you were a human. "I'm trying to keep myself at bay, I really do" You explained, hoping that he wouldn't think of you differently from now on. You wanted to be known as one of his best soldiers, not somebody who died in action because they couldn't stop feeling horny.

"I know, it's hard for everybody and I have to admit, it felt adorable to know that you couldn't keep your eyes away from me. I didn't know I was this charming" Quaritch jokes, only adding to the sheer embarrassment you felt from the whole situation. "Maybe I did, but it's not like I can control it! My mind just drifts away whenever I… look at you" You mumbled, just realizing what you just confessed to him.

You watched in horror as the man looked at you in surprise, before a smirk painted his face and he got off the ground. "Oh? And what exactly were you thinking about me?" He asked intrigued, putting a hand on his hip. Your heart was beating like crazy and you wondered how he didn't hear it from afar, he was just messing around, right? "Nothing, just forget what I said!" You shouted, your tail nervously sweeping around the grass behind you.

Your nervous babbling only seemed to amuse him more as he took a few steps towards and kneeled down to face you. He could only notice now how turned on he made you. Your chest was moving rapidly, your pupils were dilated and legs tightly held together as if they were going to fall off. "Look, I'm responsible for my team and for their members so when there's a problem, I will do anything to solve it" Miles said in a deep tone, while keeping eye contact.

You were barely able to keep yourself together by how close he was as his words hit your twitching ears. "It looks like I need to put my soldier back to their great shape again, what do you think, (Y/N)?" Quaritch's fingertips trailed along the side of your face as he gently spoke, his eyes digging into your own. Everything felt like a fever dream, you would've never imagined him offering anything like this to you. You felt like you could climax just by listening to him talking like this to you.

"But like, right now in the forest?" You asked, your voice trembling from the excitement and stress. "I told you before, we eat like Na'vi, we ride like Na'vi, we think Na'vi and we might as well fuck like Na'vi" Damn it, he really was serious. His words driften from your ears right into your lower regions, only worsening the arousal you felt for him. At this point, you wouldn't mind him screwing you up even on an aircraft full of people, you just needed to get off this horrible feeling.

"So, what will it be? Will you let me help you?" Quaritch asked, gently tugging onto the metal pendant wrapped around your neck, the slight force adding to the excitement. You swallowed and nodded nervously, not sure if you could trust your voice at that moment, earning a smile from him. "Good answer. So, what were you thinking about the two of us?" He gave you another question, eager to know every detail of your fantasies that might help him work you up.

"We had sex" You blurted out matter of factly. The man smiled awkwardly and tilted his head to the side. You weren't exactly the best at showing your thoughts, didn't you. "Yeah, I could've predicted that… How about we start with something lighter?" He proposed, before resting his hand on your cheek and pressing his warm lips against yours. He could feel them tremble as you tried to relax under his ministrations, too exhilarated from everything happening around you.

His kisses felt surprisingly gentle and you soon calmed down and started returning the gesture as well. Every movement of his skin against yours sends thrills to every fiber of your body. You flinched away from him when you felt the top of his tongue run along your lower lip. "What a baby. First time?" Quaritch chuckled, making you look away and nod. It felt embarrassing to admit that even when you were in your late twenties before you died, you still hadn't slept with anybody besides for sharing a few kisses.

On Earth, you spent most of your time focusing on your career as a soldier and didn't care too much about relationships. The same thing happened on Pandora. "Don't worry, I will take good care of you" Miles reassured you with a toothy grin and pressed his lips against yours yet again but this time, you didn't resist when he deepened the kiss. You signed, as his tongue began exploring your mouth, the alien sensation radiating onto the rest of your body, setting it on fire.

You tried to mimic his movement, sloppily kissing him as well while your hands gripped the tall grass beneath you, too scared to touch him. Even if he allowed you to do this, he still felt inaccessible to you as Quaritch was still your leader. Like a forbidden fruit. Your lips separated after an intense session, gasping for air as you looked at each other in hunger. Miles looked even hotter than before, as he was now eyeing you like a predor about to eat its prey alive.

You wouldn't mind it though, too fixated on the throbbing feeling in your body, that was begging to be released. The last bits of rational thinking left you, when the man began sucking on your exposed neck, earning a moan from your lips. You couldn't help the lewd noises escaping, he just felt too good. In this state, your skin was even more sensitive than ever and it didn't allow you to keep quiet and collected.

Noticing your reaction, Miles took another step and traced his fingers along the exposed skin on your stomach in a tantalizing manner. His other hand took a firm hold on the back of your neck to keep you in place, as he kept on leaving marks under your chin. Your recom throat communicator stood in his way, so he swiftly took it off and kept going. You also wanted to touch him, but you had no idea what you were supposed to do in that situation, so you awkwardly wrapped your arms around his neck and let your fingernails drag across the bruises on his shoulder.

You smiled as Miles sighed each time your delicate digits traced patterns across his sensitive skin. You let out another moan when Quaritch found your sweet spot, that you had no idea existed, and began enthusiastically sucking on it, entitled to break you. Your fingers curled around his queue, enough to make his groan in excitement as his hand grabbed your hip, giving it a squeeze. His other limb roamed over the abs beneath your shirt, feeling your muscles tense underneath his touch, turning him on even more.

"Oh fuck, I will make you go insane once I stuff you nice and good" He growled in your ear. "You want this right? Having me fuck your tight little ass, don't you, soldier" Miles continued, taking a firm hold of your jaw and making you look at his heated eyes. "I do, Sir. Please" You breathed out, feeling your body tremble for more. "Let's get you ready then" Miles said with a satisfied smile, knowing how desperate he made you, just by making out. He got you wrapped around his finger.

You were told to lay on your elbows and relax as he will do all the work of preparing you for him. Relaxing wasn't exactly possible in your state as you laid on the grass nervously with your heart beating like you've just ran a marathon. You watched him slowly unbutton your pants alongside the belt and get rid of them and you sighed as the air hit your most vulnerable parts for him to see. Quaritch chuckled, seeing you fully exposed, swollen and throbbing just for him.

"Aww, it seems like someone's been struggling for a long time. Don't worry, sweetheart, I will make it up to you" He cooed and licked two of his fingers, before rubbing them around your opening. You didn't need a lot of preparation, as you were already on edge for days on end, so he didn't waste much time and pushed one of his fingers inside of you. You moaned at the pleasurable feeling, never experiencing anything like this before but it felt amazing.

Your muscles hugged him tightly, tempting him without intent as he worked on you. Soon, he joined another finger to stretch you further and you were now a mess underneath him, thrashing and moaning at the astonishing sensation he provided you. The burn of his digits twisting your insides gave you a bit of discomfort but you knew that the real deal will be a greater challenge. Just seeing the tent in his pants told you enough about his size and lord, it's going to break you.

You tried not to think about it at the moment, too busy consumed by the ecstacy in your system. After all, it's not everyday when you're getting fingered by Miles Quaritch. This moment will stay in your memories till the day you die. A curse left your mouth, when you started to feel your orgasm rapidly approaching but to your disappointment, your partner stopped and pulled his glistening fingers out of you, before you could finish.

You groaned at him, making him laugh at your pathetic state. "Easy, soldier. The main course is about to begin" He reassured you and took off his pants alongside his underwear, freeing his hard member that was ready to tear you apart. Just like you predicted, he was enormous. It's not like, you've seen anybody else's equipment but you could tell that he wasn't just average. It was hard and pulsating as Miles stroked himself while spreading your legs apart.

"This may hurt a little" He warned you, before entering you, immediately making you hiss in pain as you gripped his shoulder. Quaritch stopped halfway in, drawing little circles on your hip to try and ease your discomfort. The word 'little' didn't really identify the feeling you had at this moment as the burn spread through your body, making you ache. At the same time, you also experienced a great rush of dopamine from the pleasure of his manhood inside of you.

It's what you wanted from the start. No matter how many times you tried to touch yourself and make the terrible feeling go away, it was never enough. But now, your body finally got what it desperately craved for. "I will give you a moment to adjust, okay?" Miles asked, making you feel better to know that he cared about you but you're not going to wait. "No, keep going" You answered. "You sure?" He asked again and you only nodded, closing your eyes to endure another wave of pain when he pushed himself even further than before.

You breathed rapidly, trying to relax yourself while your muscles hugged his member, that was now fully seated inside of you. "Feels good, doesn't it? It will get only better once you get used to me" Miles breathed out, leaving kisses on the side of your face to soothe the pain you felt. "It's alright. I've been hunted, shot at and just fell a few stories down on the ground, I've been through worse" You joked, making him grin in amusement of how you tried to ease the situation.

"I know that you can handle it, you're my little recom after all" He said seductively and started to roll his hips against yours, making you melt at the sensation. It was already hard not to make a sound when he was fully inside you but now, that his manhood was massaging every sensitive part in your body, you couldn't help but be vocal about it. The pain slowly disappeared each second he thrusted into you, as you dug your nails into his back, unable to control yourself.

Your partner tugged his arms behind your shoulders and changed the angle of his entry to meet every sensitive spot in your body. Miles also wasn't silent about his experience. Each time you scratched his skin a little too hard, he growled in your ear and hit your insides even harder than before. Your tight ass drove him crazy and he forced himself not to lose control and fuck you like an animal. You were so pure and quiet compared to the others in his team that scraping you of the last bits of your innocence gave him the reason to live.

Just hearing your voice calling out for him made his member twitch in excitement as he was eager to finish, thanks to your body. "Harder, please" You begged him, wrapping your legs around his waist in an attempt to keep him even closer than before. "Eager, aren't we?" He taunted, before sliding out of you, changing the position and sitting up, forcing you on his lap. "How about you take the lead, tiger?" Quaritch proposed with a smug smile.

You had no other choice but to comply when your body started to complain about the emptiness it felt. You circled your arms around his neck as you sunk yourself on his hard erection, both of you sighing at the returning bliss. You sucked the air in your lungs as the pleasurable experience of getting filled by him came back. Your hips started to move up and down his shaft, a bit sloppy as you've never done anything like this before.

Miles helped you out and took a hold of your hips, guiding you along him and thrusting upwards. He was so deep inside of you, that you could feel his balls brush against your ass when you moved. You breathed heavily against his ear, occasionally letting a moan slip by as your fingers ran along his short dark hair. Despite the growing pleasure and approaching climax, your pace didn't slow down as it only nagged you to go faster.

Quaritch knew that you wouldn't break under the pressure, you were trained to endure it after all, even if it wasn't meant for fucking. He watched in delight as you screwed yourself on his shaft, your muscles spasming each time the tip hit a deep spot in your insides. You were basically the same height, the only difference being that he was built a bit more than you. A curse left your lips as you felt yourself on edge again, glad that this time Miles won't stop you from finishing.

The man noticed your struggle and leaned into your neck, biting hard into your flesh, breaking the final straw and making you climax. You left out a broken moan, your body tightening around Quaritch as waves after waves of ecstasy hit you like a train. Your body was trembling and shaking at the overstimulation Miles gave you, still chasing his own orgasm. He wasn't far behind either, letting his fingers sink into your hips as he rapidly thrusted in your insides, before pulling out and cuming on your exposed stomach.

You watched him come undone under you, tilting his ears behind his head and shutting his eyes, letting the pleasure wash over him. Even at this state, he tried to keep himself collected in front of you but you knew that he struggled a lot. The two of you sat in silence for a while, trying to catch your breaths and pull yourself together. You felt a tingling sensation as the remains of his fluids ran down your abdomen and on your private parts. You didn't mind it too much, It would've been harder to clean up if he came inside you.

Only now did you realize what you had done and how close your face was to his so you flinched away from him in embarrassment, making him laugh. After a moment of cleaning and dressing up, Miles helped you get up and you now stood facing each other, your legs still slightly shaking. "Everything okay?" He asked. "Yeah" You answered, feeling a grin slowly creep on your face, remembering all the shameful acts you've done just a while ago.

"I'm glad to be of service. If you even need my help again, feel free to ask" Quaritch said, winking. A blush crept on your face again, as your tail swayed in excitement. Will there be another time? Right now, you felt relieved that the throbbing feeling in your body finally disappeared. Your mind was no longer occupied with thoughts you shouldn't have, especially in the middle of a serious mission. But you didn't know how long it's going to last. Perhaps one day when you'll need him again, you may just come by to his room. Just maybe.

"Oh, you forgot something" Miles said, as you were ready to leave and walked over to pick up your recom throat communicator from the ground that he removed before. He took a few steps towards you and slowly put it back on its place around your neck, his fingers tickling your still fragile skin. You found it sweet that he cared for such little things but in reality, Quaritch just used the opportunity to look up close at the hickeys he gave you. They were barely visible on the dark blue patterns of your skin but they were still there, letting everybody know that he made you his. His little soldier.

#avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar 2 #miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #quaritch x reader

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witchywriter18 · 10 months

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Being married and having a child with Sebastian Sallow

Slight hint of MC being a Hufflepuff but I'm a Hufflepuff soooo, deal with it

You and Sebastian got married almost immediately out of Hogwarts.

After you had stood by him during 5th year, he knew you were going to be the only woman for him.

Nah, let's face it. He knew you were perfect once you kicked his ass in DADA, the other stuff just sealed the deal.

Anne actually attended the wedding. While she was still upset about the relic situation, she couldn't miss her own twin's wedding.

Sebastian was very much on the verge of tears when he saw you in your dress.

If you thought he was clingy when you were dating, oh boy. Sebastian is even more clingy and affectionate after you two got married.

After the honeymoon, you both decided to live in Feldcroft.

While yes it held horrible memories for Sebastian, it had some good ones too. And he was ready to make more good memories with you.

For work, I don't think Sebastian would become an Auror. He didn't want to be anything like his uncle. I like the thought of him being a cursebreaker or even an unspeakable.

You on the other hand. Instead of being a housewife, you're either a herbologist or magizoologist. Your reasoning being that you've dealt with enough dark wizards and treasure hunting to last you a lifetime.

After about a year of marriage, you find out that you are with child. Sebastian is literally giddy with excitement.

And now super overprotective Sebby has been activated.

"Oi, put that down! It's too heavy!"

"......Seb, this literally a sheet of paper."

Oh boy, this will be fun....

When he's not at work, he's following you around the house like if he doesn't have eyes on you, you'll get hurt.

You accidentally knicking yourself with the knife while he was using the bathroom didn't help.

"Seb, it's just a small knick. It's nothing-"

"IT'S NOT NOTHING!!! YOU GOT INJURED WHEN I WASN'T HERE!!! *sniff* I'm a horrible husband😢"

Oof, and you thought you had moodswings.

After making sure your SMALL wound was cleaned and bandaged, you're consoling him for a good hour.

He's also getting sympathy pains and cravings.

You have back pain? Now his back aches a bit.

You're craving chocolate on top of bacon? Now he wants a bite.

Once you start showing, he immediately thinks you shouldn't be galivanting around the highlands.

You agree with that since you don't want to take a bad tumble and put your unborn child in danger, as much as it pains you to not being able to rescue beasts.

Ah, there are the mood swings! Yes, now you're crying about how now you won't be able to save a hypothetical Niffler named Opal.

During the months as your stomach swells, you're trying (and failing) to knit little booties and a hat for your child.

Sebastian is quite good with his hands (in more ways then one 😏) so he's making the baby's crib by hand.

When you guys are in bed getting ready to sleep, Sebastian has his hands on your belly. He gets so excited when the baby kicks.

Sometimes when the baby is too restless and won't let you sleep with all the kicking, Sebastian's hand gently rubs it, trying to sooth them.

"Alright little one, I know you're excited to explore the world outside your mother's womb but you need to let her sleep. So stop moving about and sleep you little troublemaker."

He also like kissing your belly just cuz he can.

During your final month, he gets time off so that when the time comes, he's ready to wisk you off to the hospital.

So, the time comes. Sebastian is anything but calm.

"WHERE'S MY WAND?! I CAN'T FIND MY WAND TO APPARATE US TO THE HOSPITAL!!!"

"It's in your hand darling. Now take me to the hospital before I pop this child out on our kitchen floor."

Unfortunately, back in those days, father's weren't allowed in the delivery room. So all he can do is pace outside, panicking whenever you let out a scream of pain.

My poor boy is literally having flashbacks to when he had to use the Cruciatis Curse on you.

Your friends show up to give the poor man support, and to see the baby. Or hear in Ominis's case.

Ominis is patting Sebastian on the shoulder gently.

After about five hours, the midwife comes out to sat that Sebastian can see his wife and daughter.

Man literally jumps up and rushes into the delivery room.

Once he gets inside, he sees you looking exhausted with your hair messy and sweat on your forehead.

With your little bundle of joy held to your chest.

Sebastian is once again crying like he did on your wedding day.

When your friends are coming in one by one, he's presenting your daughter this way, every time;

"Behold! The Snadger! The product of a snake (him) and a badger (you)!"

"Sebastian, stop calling our daughter that or you're not going to get the chance to put another child in me."

You both decided to name her Anne Lilian Sallow.

She has your hair and skin tone while she has Sebastian's eyes. Only time will tell what other features she'll gain from her parents over time.

I'll probably make a sequel to this with early parenthood headcannons. This was originally just gonna be marriage headcannons but then the saga of pregnancy came up so it changed.

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc #female mc #sebastian sallow x female mc

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threelionsgirl · 11 months

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kinda shy | ben chilwell

part II of pillow talk

request: “Pt 2 when they’re back in London and they both have distanced themselves from the cup?? AHHHH I just can sense chillys “oh I wanna show interest but I’m kinda shy and thinking about what she said” type thing. Like being cautious about his next move…, or her next move idk??? Either way this piece was incredible!!” warnings: none word count: 681 masterlist | requests are open!

After long physio sessions, Ben was finally home. The Club World Cup title and the trip to the Emirates were cool, the celebration was gigantic, but soon they had to return to London and with the return was also his physio routine after his knee surgery. A few days had passed, and his recovery was going well, but what really didn't get out of his head was his night with Y/N. He had her number saved on his phone and thought about calling or texting like he said he would, but every hour he would come up with something to do to put it off.

They had followed each other on Instagram and every now and then Chilwell was checking out her pictures and stories, but he found it kind of ridiculous because he had the mood to spend minutes of his day on Y/N's profile, but not to call her. Not that he didn't want to be with her again, he really wanted to show interest, but something was making him a little shy, wondering what she was going to say. He didn't even know if Y/N remembered him, maybe she got tired of waiting and could even be with someone else already.

He was sitting on the couch in his living room after having a nice shower with Oscar by his side. The dog was lying with his head on his owner's lap, receiving affection from one of Ben's hands. He stood like that for a while, his hand tingling, until he decided to fuck off and dial the number Y/N had saved there.

She answered on the second ring.

"Hello?" Her voice was soft on the other end of the line, Ben coughed weakly to allow his voice to come out.

"Hi, it's me." He scratched his throat, looking at Oscar as if asking for help.

"Me who?"

"Ben." He paused. She had to remember him. "Chilwell. Ben Chilwell."

"Oh, hi Ben." Chilwell wondered if Y/N was smiling as he said that. He would bet he was. The way she spoke his name gave the impression that she sketched a smile.

"Good to know you remember me." It was really good, almost a relief.

"Of course I remember, but I really didn't think you were going to call anymore."

"I'm sorry for the delay." He whined, hoping that wasn't the reason for the misfortune of all his chances.

"It's okay."

"I really wanted to call you, I really wanted to, but I still didn't know quite what to say." He gave a weak laugh, wanting to cut the tense mood, and I could swear Y/N let out a little air through his nose as well. "I get kind of shy sometimes, I didn't want to be a jerk." Ben confessed feeling his hands getting sweaty, he couldn't remember feeling so nervous, even more so talking to a woman he had already slept with once.

"Cute." Maybe she would have given him another smile, but it was what she said next that surprised him. "Well, I went to a Chelsea game last week, I looked for you, but you weren't there. I was thinking of calling you on Instagram, but since you said you were going to call, I was afraid I'd get dumped." Laughter. Ben laughed, too. He would never blow her off.

"Really? Did you look for me?"

"Yes."

Now he was really happy to hear that the interest was not just coming from one party.

"Unfortunately, I'm not playing because of a knee injury," he said.

"That's too bad."

"Yeah, I'll be out for a while longer." He lamented more to himself than to her. It was awful not to be able to play, but at that moment there wasn't much he could do. "But we can still watch. Do you want to go to the next game with me?"

"Sure!" Ben smiled at the speed and excitement Y/N used to answer. "I'd love to."

"Then I'll text you all the details, is that okay?"

"Yes, but only if you promise me you won't disappear again."

"I wouldn't even be crazy."

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mellowwillowy · 6 months

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WOWOW OMG WAIT. ur into dol too!!!

what do you think ur ocs are like in a dol like setting? like uhmm their stats and stuff yk like averys rage and like an example maybe blue would have a stat for anger

how do u think they will interact w the other canon love interests too??? would yulian hate dr. harper because harpers drugs might not go very well w the mind altering drugs he gives his darling????

AAAA I LOVE THE POSSIBILITIES SORRY

- bub anon 🫧‼️

Warning: suicide, physical and mental abuse

Yulian

Yulian's love stat will be maxed out immediately the moment you trigger a meeting with him! It will never go down even if you piss him off so many times BUT I'll have to add a new stat for him, let's name it 'Control' ...?

If you annoy him by doing something dumb or anything that causes harm to yourself, the stat will go up~~

Control 20 - Yulian thinks you are indifferent.

Control 40 - Yulian thinks you are wild.

Control 60 - Yulian thinks you are too wild.

Control 80 - Yulian thinks you are a brat.

Control 100 - Yulian thinks you should be caged.

Take him like Avery, always giving you money but he ends up buying you off from Bailey if the Control stat reaches 100. Starting from here, you'll only have 2 choices.

To get the 'Stockholm Syndrome: Yulian' achievement or always tries to escape. You can escape only if your physical and skulduggery levels are high. That said, you'll have to live undercover in the town and always get the 'You feel like someone is following you.' warning.

(You are not safe in the forest too because he also has his men guard the whole place)

If you get the stockholm syndrome achievement, you'll be wed to him and live a happily ever after life <3

"This way you will not do anything foolish that could cause harm to you anymore dear."

Blue

In order to trigger a meeting with him, you'll have to visit the club with the trauma, stress stats reaching 75 and the fatigue stat being at least 1200, and control being at least at the state 'You are worried'.

With this stat, you will be able to get the option to dress as someone else or not. Should you choose to dress as usual, Blue will not appear in the club with his friends.

Then, the alcohol/drug stat reaches at least 70.

You will then be notified of the option to approach this good-looking person and flirt with them.

Blue will first dismiss you but if you keep on bothering him, he will drag you to the bar inside, having a chat with you there. Blue will notice how some of your appearances feel artificial, as though you are trying to hide your face or identity from the public. From this choice itself, you have already triggered the ability to make Blue feels interested in you. (If he isn't, you can't increase the love stat at all)

You can increase the +Love stats by listening to him rambling, being sympathetic, and joining him along by talking shit about the people.

Unfortunately, you won't remember how he previously looked after the day changes due to the alcohol/drug state you were in. You didn't get to ask for his numbers and name as well but he will soon be spawned into your class, introduced as the student who just came back from 'vacation'.

Although you will not recognize him as the person you were talking to in the club, he will not mention anything about it. Despite how different you look from your initial appearance, he will still be able to recognize you.

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Blue. Please take good care of me, yeah?"

Blue's Love stat is also maxed out immediately after you manage to capture his heart on the first meeting. Although it can go down, he will not end his relationship with you.

Eleanor

In order to trigger his appearance, you'll have to have Trauma, Stress, Fatigue, Control HIGH (90), and consume hallucinogens/drugs. (Yes I'm not joking.)

It is impossible to turn him into a love interest and he will have these rage stats just like Avery ^^

"You see someone who mirrors your appearance. Is she/he your twin?"

(Casually spills lore)

He will mostly appear in your room, taking care of you, or in the forest looking for valuable items.

There will be +Love and +Rage in his system. Should you enrage him too much, he will turn violent on you, increasing your Pain stats.

Should your trauma, stress, fatigue, and control stat be maxed out, you will find yourself drifting away from your sleep after overdosing on sleeping pills and straying into the unknown world, giving you a bad ending.

If you somehow manage to befriend/date Blue or Lemon beforehand, the possibility of you coming back will be 1 and Eleanor will never appear anymore.

Eleanor's dismissal events are:

Trauma, stress, fatigue, and control below average and to stop consuming hallucinogens/drugs if you are addicted to them.

To be saved by Blue or Lemon and wake up on the hospital's bed after ??? Times have passed.

Seth

There are actually two ways to trigger a meeting with him but since we are talking about DOL... I'll just take the latter.

Due to one thing and another, Seth has to be aged up since he is originally younger than Darling by two years. PC's age is canonically 18 so- (unless Darling is somehow above 20 then he'll stay true to his age)

You can meet him in the Arcade and initiate an offer to fight against him in a game. Starting then, you can always find him there on Wednesday and Friday playing from the time school has ended until 6 PM.

Once the Love stat has reached over 40 or above, he will sometimes offer you to play with him in a multiplayer game (maybe like Metal Slug), and when it reaches 70 or above, he will ask you if you want to play in his place.

Just pure Vanilla bun... I can't write anything about the transmigration because it's DOL.

(Ps: he's not a sulky player like Robin wheeze)

Relationship

Yulian, Eleanor, and Blue wouldn't even let you go any closer to Harper and all the shady bitches in the town.

Blue will always ensure you are free from that perverted ass Leighton.

Yulian will somehow ask for Bailey's assistance in capturing you.

Eleanor is always present in the asylum should you be sent there.

Yulian also has his hands on Quinn's dirt.

#Beeg Brained Moments because my brain shrinks when it comes to LIfE Project casts.#yandere dol #yandere x reader #LIfE Project #Yulian the Corruption #Blue the Boyfriend #Eleanor the Finale #Seth the Resistance #Theatric Guest

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appocalipse · 2 years

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real to me

prologue

after saving the world together on numerous occasions, it's fair to say you and steve are good friends. not best friends or special friends, but friends nonetheless. and friends help friends, right? how hard could it be for him to pretend to be your boyfriend for your sister's wedding? even if he has to spend five days at your family's ranch... | fake dating + mutual pining + somewhat cowgirl!reader lmao | long fic | playlist

“You can't go alone,” your sister states firmly. “You'll be totally defenseless.”

She makes it sound like you're going to war instead of her own wedding.

You're sitting at a small diner somewhere in Hawkins, milkshakes half full forgotten on the table between the two of you — hers chocolate flavored and yours strawberry, as usual, accompanied by a large portion of fries equally forgotten. But beside them rests a third object, the real reason you are here: a wedding invitation. To her wedding; you're still staring at the damn thing as if it might suddenly grow a mouth and bite your arm off.

“It might not be that bad,” you try to sound optimistic and fail.

Lizzie, your much less single older sister, raises her eyebrows and looks at you across the table like you're crazy. “Do you remember the last time, before I started dating Dean? She introduced us to what, six guys at her birthday party?”

You pretend to think for a moment as if that wasn't an unfortunately vivid memory of yours. Nana had a handful of friends, all with grandsons conveniently around your age.

You try to be fair, shrugging. “Some of them were cute, though.”

You love your grandmother. You really do, without a doubt. The best of your childhood memories were made at her house, eating (and attempting to make) pie, or playing outside with Lizzie until the sun came down. Nana is far from a bad person. In fact, her problem is quite the opposite: she is too good, a walking beacon of light and happiness, and every time she saw you or your sister (before she met her current fiancé, of course), your grandmother made a point of introducing every guy around your age to the two of you.

Lizzie's wedding is the perfect event for her next attempt, as it's taking place at your grandparents' ranch, a good four hours flight from Hawkins; in other words, your grandmother will be in her element and you'll be lacking someone to have your back, seeing as Lizzie obviously won't be able to help when the time comes.

“You know what? Just bring a plus one,” she says, like this solves the issue. “She'll be pleased and leave you alone.”

That’s her idea of good advice?

“Oh, right,” you sink into the seat; her suggestion is about as helpful as trying to dry an ice cube with a paper towel. “Because guys are throwing themselves at my feet.”

“Steve!”

If the abrupt change of the volume in her voice — very loud — hadn't made you nervous, the size of the delighted smile that appeared on her face next definitely would.

Then, of course, there was also the absurd suggestion; you're about to let out a wry laugh and reply something like 'are you out of your mind?' when she starts to fucking wave.

Wave. Smile and wave, gazing over your shoulder with intent.

You follow her gaze and find, of course-

“Steve,” he's walking through the door — waving back, no less — still wearing his Family Video uniform, and panic is rising up your throat like a living thing. God. You wave too because it's too late now and he's unfairly handsome and it's not his fault; and then you turn to Lizzie and warn, in case it wasn't clear already, “Don't even think about it.”

She twirls a strand of soft hair around her finger innocently. “Why not?”

The time you have to try and change her mind is about how long it will take Steve to walk over to your table, and his legs are long.

“Because!” you whisper-shout. "We're not- we're friends, but not that close! I can't ask him that!"

Close enough to save the world together, but not close enough to pretend to be dating.

Sounds about right.

“Relax! Unless-” Lizzie leans on her elbows and lowers her voice as if telling a secret, though her excitement is still quite palpable, “Do you still have a crush on him?”

“I never did!”

“It's a small town,” she reasons. “At some point, everybody did.”

You hate that Lizzie is always right.

Too late.

“Steve!” she greets him again as the boy approaches your table, going all big sister mode, too happy for your liking. She is, as always, direct, “I need to ask you something.”

You'd like nothing more than to disappear from the face of the Earth.

You clear your throat probably louder than necessary, and still, Lizzie doesn’t spare a look your way.

“No, she doesn't,” you try.

Her eyes are pleading. “But he will be perfect, Y/N.”

"Don't-"

“Would you be Y/N’s boyfriend?”

Please, let me die right here and now.

Steve's eyebrows rise so much they could have landed on the back of his head.

“Be…what?”

“Fake boyfriend, I mean,” she clarifies, not sounding the tiniest bit sorry about the mishap. In fact, she seems to revel in it.

Steve, on the other hand, looks too much like a lost puppy. “Fake boyfriend?”

Your response is muffled by Lizzie's.

"Yes," she says.

“Ignore her,” you offer, hopeful.

And with the cat out of the bag, there's little you can do, so you slide to the side, making room so Steve can sit down too. His thigh brushes yours when he does, though, and you immediately feel sorry for yourself — he smells good and there’s literally no way to escape now, under Lizzie's gaze and between Steve and the wall. Trapped.

She picks up the wedding invitation from the table and hands it to a very, very confused Steve. “Be her date to my wedding. Our nana won’t leave her alone otherwise.”

“Lizzie!”

“What?” she finally looks at you, hand over heart and looking all kinds of innocent. “Nana will buy it if it's Steve.”

“Nana can smell a lie thousands of miles away.”

“That’s why it’s more believable if you pick someone close to you, like Steve," she tilts her head in his direction to illustrate her already very clear point, "Plus, she met him at your birthday party last year and she absolutely loved him.”

"Did she?" there's a hint of pride in Steve's voice when he asks.

"Oh, yes. She was about ready to give Y/N's hand-"

"Okay," you cut her off, realizing she’s a lost cause and turning to look at him instead, more embarrassed than you've ever been before. “I’m sorry you have to put up with this,” you mumble.

But, apparently unperturbed, Steve leans over to reach for your abandoned milkshake and, bringing the straw to his lips, he shrugs and calmly announces, "It's okay. I'll do it."

a/n: hi. this is it. this is the reason i was nervous. 😫 it'll be a long fic (10k at least me thinks) and idk if you guys are into this idea or not so feedback would be much appreciated. thank you, kiss kiss 💜💜💜

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington angst #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic #steve harrington #stranger things fanfic #fanfiction #I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING OKAY #i'm just testing the waters here to see what you guys think

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almostwisegalaxy · 1 year

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The glory

Ha Do Young x reader

Part 2

Part1:

Following this meeting with Ha Do Young, I purposely bumped into him two or three times. During our discussions, I slipped in the information that the clinic in which I worked specializes in genetic research and analysis. Chatting with this man is entertaining every time, but in order to follow through on Dong Eun's revenge and mine as well, I must pursue our plan.

______________

Today, I was called to school or teacher Dong Eun to check if the children had not been contaminated by rubella, which unfortunately caught one of the little ones.

So I went to the school infirmary to examine the children one by one. During this, I was able to meet little Ye-sol. A cute little girl, but when you know who her mother is, you start to be suspicious. Appearances are very often deceiving and I know that better than anyone.

I had to reassure them about the disease they are all afraid of getting and she was no exception.

"Ma'am, you're sure we're not ill, are you?"

“After the results, I will know more about everyone's condition and what drugs to prescribe okay”

"But my mum says getting sick is ugly and only for the weak. If I'm sick does that mean I'm weak then? And my mum won't love me like she used to?"

Park yeon jin what is this sordid mentality you instill in such a young child

"Getting sick isn't a good thing in itself, but that doesn't mean you're weak or ugly. It happens to everyone at some point. And it's to avoid that that you owe a lot eat fruits and vegetables

What a lie. Even I hate vegetables, but at the time I didn't know what else to say

" Okay "

So I leave it to continue my work and once finished, I transfer the samples to the lab. I should have the results in two to three hours no more.

__________

Ha Do Young pov

I came to pick up my daughter following a call from her school regarding the health of the children. I pace the corridors and live in his class and I knock. Once twice, still no answer, so I decide to enter.

"You have nothing to fear. The children are all in good health"

I did not expect to see these two people together.

"Miss Yu?" I said interrupting them.

"Mr. Ha, what are you doing here?"

"I can return the question to you. I came to pick up my daughter"

" Okay"

"With that, Miss Moon, I'm leaving you. I'm going to the hospital," she said to Miss Moon. She then slips away, leaving us alone

"Ye-sol isn't here. She's in the canteen with her classmates-"

"How do you know Miss Yu?"

"She came at the request of the director to make sure that the children had not been infected with chicken pox like one of their classmates. But you must already know that"

"Yes, I meant personally"

"Why do you think I would know her outside of work?"

"Perhaps because you are trying to destroy my wife?"

"Oh, please. Your wife is the navel of the world"

"From your world here" I say as I leave the room

Y/n pov

After returning to the clinic, I made my report and took my bag to my son Chin-eunji's hospital. My Sunshine . My only support other than Dong Eun. I hurry to walk because his exit time has passed by 10 minutes, he must be wondering where I am.

When I finally arrive, it starts to rain. Fortunately, I always have an umbrella and its raincoat on me. I have to work harder to be able to buy us a car. I see him standing in front of his class

"Chin!"

"Mom" he said running towards me

"How was school today, baby?"

"Yes, it was nice"

"Okay, put on your sweater and raincoat so we can wait for the bus in front of the school"

" Yes mom"

While waiting for the bus, the small downpour began to turn into a storm. Park yeon jin even to predict the weather is not good at you. Anyway, I hope this bus arrives soon. At this time a car parks right at our feet and the driver lowers the window on the passenger side.

"Can I drop you off somewhere?"

" It's nice of you Mr Ha, but my son and I are waiting for the bus"

“Given the storm that is coming, it is not likely to happen”

No, my plans for him must in no way include chin

"I wouldn't want to bother you and make your daughter uncomfortable"

"You don't bother me at all" interrupted Ye-sol.

His father then leaves me a look of contentment. I look at my son who is clinging to my leg and shivering with cold.

"Okay" I get chin up in the back to the side of ye-sol and I get up in the front

" Where are we going ? "

I tell him the address and he starts the car. For a good 10 minutes, the only voices that resonate are those of the children. Ye-sol tries to make conversation with Chin who answers him as best he can. Not that he is snobby, on the contrary, it is very difficult to find his words in front of people he does not know. But I see he's making an effort not to look rude. My little chick.

"It's raining heavily...... Do you like the rain more or the good weather?"

"Wouldn't that be a failed attempt to strike up a conversation?"

"Might be fine. I didn't want to let the kids be the only ones talking."

"Hmm, you just.....I prefer dark, cloudy weather"

"Can I ask you why?"

Because my burn itches less

"It's always good for a little nap"

"I see, and uh, how long have you been, doctor?"

"For three years now"

"And you seem to like it a lot"

"You can't imagine how much. Being able to know what is going on in the human body is fascinating. How the blood circulates, how illness is set up and the healing process, doing the calculations necessary to know what dose the doctor should give for this specific patient and the-oh sorry, I went too far"

"No, don't worry. It's good to see that some people can still be happy talking about a job they've been doing for years."

"I find that your wife is just as much. Every day, she does her job with mice"

" Yes of course......."

"I didn't mean to talk about your married life. Excuse me"

"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose"

"Yeah, do I sometimes do that when I'm nervous?

"Because you're nervous? Will you make me feel uncomfortable?"

"Oh no, it's quite the opposite. I even think that you have a gift for putting people in trust because since we've been together there's been no awkwardness."

"Glad to hear that," he said, giving me a half-mouse-accompanied look. Y/n think revenge plan not q plan. Let's get out of here. Fast

"Uh, we've arrived, you can stop in front of the building"

Once out of the vehicle with my Son, I lower myself to the height of the car

"Thanks again for your help" I said giving her a smile.

"You're welcome. See you next time Miss Yu" and he left

"Mom, can we go home?"

"Yeah of course honey"

Part3:

#the glory x reader #the glory #the glory kdrama #ha do young #Ha Do Young x reader #jeon jae joon #Park yeon jin #Moon Dong Eun #Ju Yeo-jeong

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okay, so i've been doing some thinking. i've been scrolling through your blog and i stepped upon these "cheating on cove with Baxter and the other way around" scenarios. (i'm sorry, i wasn't able to read them, my heart couldn't take it ;-;) but!

what if mc was like, in a normal relationship with Baxter. you know, a couple, maybe married later and stuff, while of course still being besties with Cove. later mc and Baxter have a kid together, maybe still a small baby but! plot twist! Baxter gets into an accident or something and dies. (i'm sorry, he's my favourite man but i had to kill him for that scenario:'))

mc is completely devastated and also a little panicked, because what about the baby? and then Cove stepps in, deciding to help his best friend take care of the little one and basically becomes its father. i recently watched a video of a dog "helping" a cat take care of her kittens, and there you have it.

this one may be boring, so feel free to ignore, but i can't stop thinking about it.

ITS OK<333 I figured some ppl didn't read it bc angst n pain</3 trust me I skip over angst all the time

(I even have the tag blocked😬 sorry angst writers but I will read it and not be the same for months, I read a kiribaku angst fic years ago, and was devesated for 4 months afterwards LMAO)

okay i... I cannot expand too much on this bc OUCH

(eta now that I've finished. who am I fooling? I rlly said that like I haven't wrote a whole novel 💀 anyway <3 this clearly made me pop off more than I thought I would bc I read this at first n was devastated!!! I had no words!!!! well clearly I found them LOL)

ALSO BORING??? ANON PLEASE.. BORING WHERE<///3

n im gonna fix the format later but for now here is the bare minimum. I'm going to bed rn so nini everyone enjoy a bit of angst I promise its fluffy as well<333

tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort

p/n = parental name, since I wanted to leave flexibility for all the readers here <3

but anyway yeah cove would so step up for you

will follow you to the end of the earth and do whatever you need to help you work through this and to adapt to this sudden and unfortunate change

if/when your relationship starts becoming something romantic, cove would absolutely put the brakes on everything and you'd go so slow...

I imagine he'd probably move in with you or you with him, and he'd stay somewhere else (if you're living in his house he will leave anyway, he's a gentleman like that fr) so that way you can figure out if it's not just bc he's doing all these things n you're mistaking admiration for love

you'd spend the first year going super slow, as if you've never known each other before

which technically you haven't, since you've never dated before. but cove would go so far as to find out your favorite color, song, animal, food.. all over again, even though he has it memorized and knows your likes better than his own.

once cove is sure you're ready for this (after much talk between the two of you and even with your therapist that yes you've made enough progress and are emotionally ready for this) does he finally put a label on it

now if you get married...

I imagine cove won't propose at all

like I think you'd have to talk n almost beg him...

in that case he would do a small but grande gesture to propose. or he'd propose to you before you've even left the bed for the day... no inbetween

but like 8 times outta 10, you're gonna have to propose to him

he'd cry and hug you n say yes of course.

and unless you want to keep this outta your wedding, I think cove would include baxter in your wedding.

first, ofc you'd have the picture to honor his memory

but I think he'd even go so far as to have smth in his vows. but to start, he'd say smth like:

"I know the reason we became closer was unfortunate, but I'm so happy to be able to call you and [Child] my family. and I hope I can be a good father and husband"

and "baxter will always have a place in our hearts. even though he and I didn't get along at first (watery chuckle)... I'm glad he got to love you, and I hope he trusts me to love and cherish you the same way as well.."

also if you don't want to give up your wedding ring from baxter, I think cove would even go so far as to suggest combining it with his.

!!! omg I was gonna say your and baxter's wedding bands would be black, but I have another idea

okay now, for YOUR bands, I imagine they're either black or silver and yk those infinity(?) bands? that has the 2 types of metal or whatever

that's what cove would suggest doing. and if you are worried abt people asking why your bands are different, he'd get the same twisted band but silver with say a black diamond or smth. just smth to make it look like it's intentionally different colors but same design or smth

(im overthinking a bit but it's an idea right?! I'm not crazy??<////3)

or if you don't wanna do that, I imagine you can just slip it on a necklace or leave it as is, whatever you want. he wouldn't mind even if you kept wearing it, cove would never ask you to get rid of baxter's image or memory in any way, not unless it was a real problem and your attachment to him/his things was unhealthy anyway.

now for baxter's band... well if you didn't bury it with him, I imagine you'd give it to your child

another thing I think you could do w your wedding band as well, and give them both your bands to do whatever they want with. or if they don't want it of course you're not forcing them to keep it

even though they didn't get to know baxter, the way you and cove still cherish baxter's memory does help them feel something of a connection.

I also imagine baxter would take lots of photo n video w the kid, even though they're young n just a babe, theres so many videos of baxter looking n acting so loving w them

and even a couple where he's teary-eyed n all "imma do you right by you. I love you so much.."

of course, if the kid doesn't feel that connected to baxter since they were too young to know or rmbr anything, and they don't feel anything much other than sympathy and the occasional sting when they see how much baxter loved them, you don't force it.

you both know that baxter was basically a stranger to them and even though they still respect baxter and he has a place in their heart, they don't feel like they're lacking anything.

"I don't really know what to say.. or how to feel... I see how much [P/N] misses you sometimes, and we have pictures of you, and they talk about you and stuff...

but I don't feel like im missing a dad. I hope that doesn't hurt your feelings, I wish I knew you too. sometimes I wish you were still here, so I got to know you as well, even though I'm still happy to have dad cove for my dad.

I just wanna know what you were like. I wanna experience what you were like. I... I wanna miss you like everyone else misses you too...

anyway, just know that dad is great! he takes care of me and [P/N] really well! he makes breakfast in bed, and he does/used to do this thing where he lifts me in the air before bed! he's so cool. I see how he makes [P/N] happy as well, so don't worry. although, [P/N] said you always thought cove was reliable and a good guy so maybe you aren't worrying anyway.

well... that's it I guess. i hope ill get to know you one day, and maybe you can tell me you're glad to see dad took good care of us. goodbye,

baxter."

pa."

cove happily listens to anything they have to say on how they feel abt baxter btw. he accepts any of their feelings, be it that they don't feel anything at all, sympathy for others, or they feel sad abt losing him.

if they do say smth like how even though it's unfortunate and they feel bad for everyone who mourns baxter (for example/especially you), they see cove as their dad and don't feel like they're missing anything and they're happy to have cove for their dad.

ofc he cries n hugs them n tells them he loves em and he's happy n he comforts them if needed of course

I also think cove is very scared abt being a father

especially in this way... even if the kiddo doesn't remember anything, or it's hazy at best, he worries about replacing baxter.

he'd probably worry abt not living up to baxter

baxter was always much more mature, at least it seemed that way most times. cove just worries about if he has the backbone and the ability to parent the child well and be someone they can look up to and/or appreciate for being a good father

cries if they call him dad btw

if they do it before you start dating, I imagine it's one of the catalyst that cause you to talk abt your feelings for each other. or if it's in the early stage..

cove prbly freezes and runs away to the other room n freaks out, definitely cries. if you don't talk to him like right after he calls his dad n cries n shares his worries n fear

either way, when you do talk he's biting his nails n trying not to pace around the room and he's like "if you wanna distance yourselves so that they don't call me dad any more I totally understand, I mean idk it's prbly weird for you-"

n he just rambles. like none of it makes sense n u have to physically shut him up. kiss him, yell, throw a pillow, hit him w the child's stuffed animal, throw a single lego brick at his back and watch him fall to the floor like he just got a nuke thrown at him

if it's later on n theres nothing to worry abt bc youve talked abt this or saw it coming or its just the otherwise most natural step, he cries of course

but he doesn't fall apart from being his in the back w a single fucking Lego as if it hurt 🙄🙄🙄🙄 (I hate this man he's DRAMATIC)

well... actually no he does

hit him, kiss him, hug him, run him over w a hotel wheels truck.... he just cries harder

adopts them like immediately basically

I imagine you do it soon, like maybe before the wedding just so that way you can have a private moment (just to save him some embarrassment from ugly crying in front of your families. in fact he just might faint fr)

n you + the kiddo surprise him w adoption papers (depending on how old the babe is at this point, they have like no idea what's going on but they know that cove is now officially recognized by the whole world (even by the unicorns n wizards n warlocks) as their daddy))

imagine laying in bed w cove n the kid in between you two

and when you wake up, cove is alrdy awake and was watching you two. he was petting the kids wild hair and he had pulled the two of you in and kept you under his arm..

and the sunlight is coming in, the day is just perfect. n the look on cove's face is full of so much love but also a bit somber this time

(cove feels awkward being here like this sometimes. during times like this you have to remind him it's okay, and you pull him back in. of course he does the same for you on those days.)

"I love you two. so much..." he whispers, tears sticking to his lashes

the kid flips over, curling into cove and they stop their sleepy mumbling now that they're tucked into cove's chest, feeling warm, happy, and safe.

you whisper equally as tender. "we were meant to be like this too."

also!! smth I just thought of...

imagine the kid looks mostly/very much like baxter. they act very much like cove's kid

like you would think cove n baxter had a kid together LOL

(if the resemblance is too much, they ask if you're the step parent </3 pls Ik it may not make sm sense but I just think it'd be so fuckin funny)

#olba #our life: beginnings & always #cove holden #cove holden x reader #baxter ward #baxter ward x reader #angst #baxter ward angst #cove holden angst #angst with a happy ending

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