#and he came downstairs and told us he wouldn't take us

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look what we've become - ch.7

Chapter Summary: Joel needs to know where you were taken, so he goes to the only people who would have the answers.

Chapter Warnings: language, graphic depictions of violence, torture, blood

WC: 5.3K

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"Joel!" Ellie yelled, shaking his shoulder, pulling him out of a deep sleep.

"What?" he asked, irritated as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked around, realizing the sun was up and you never woke him.

"Goddamnit," he muttered, standing and grabbing his gear. "Why didn't she wake me?"

"She's gone!" Ellie said, sounding a little breathless.

Joel felt his legs go weak and the blood rush to his head as Ellie's words hit him like a ton of bricks.

"What?"

"She's gone," Ellie repeated. "Her shit's still here, though, so it's not like she left us. But I can't find her anywhere."

"W-where - what d'you mean she's... oh, shit," Joel stammered. He fell back onto the bed as his vision went narrow and his chest tightened under his palm. He felt like he could barely drag in a breath, fighting like hell to keep from passing out. He let his head hang between his knees as he struggled to breathe while the pain in his chest intensified.

"Joel?" Ellie said, her voice sounding miles away even though she was kneeling down right next to him. "Joel! What's going on?!"

"It's fine," he gasped, shaking his head, trying to clear the fog in his brain, but it was no use.

"You're not fucking fine! Are you having a heart attack? What do I do?!"

"I'm not-" Joel cut himself off and took in a ragged breath. "I'm not havin' a heart attack."

Jesus Christ, how could he let this happen?

"I'll get you some water," Ellie said, standing up to dig through his pack for his canteen. She held it out to him and he took it weakly, his hand shaking as he brought it to his lips.

"You sure she isn't patrolin' the building?" His voice was raspy as his vision began to widen again. Please, just walk through the door.

"Pretty sure. Her gun was on the ground downstairs," Ellie said, turning around to pick up the pistol from her bed to show him. He felt himself begin to spiral again and he quickly squeezed his eyes shut. He needed to be focused. He needed to get you back. He needed you to be safe.

"Put that down," he told her, rubbing his eyes.

"It's just the two of us, what if the people who took her come back?" Ellie protested, and Joel dropped his hand to glare at her.

"How d'you know she was taken?" he demanded, even though he already came to the same conclusion himself, he just wasn't ready to admit it.

"What else could it have been?" she shrugged. "Her gun's here, her pack's here, the truck is still here. And she's nowhere to be found. She wouldn't just leave us, right?"

Joel stared at Ellie for a moment, his brows furrowed as he tried to decide how much he should share with a teenager.

He just grunted in response, sitting back and taking a deep breath in while rubbing his chest, doing his best to hide the intense fear that was coursing through his veins. "I'll look around, see if there's any tracks or somethin' that might lead us in the right direction." He stood on shaky legs to scoop up his rifle.

"I'll come with you, watch your back," she said, leaning down to grab her pack.

"No you won't, you'll stay right here," Joel scolded as he headed to the door, still feeling a little lightheaded but the panic attack was subsiding.

Ellie rolled her eyes and dropped her backpack in a huff, watching as Joel made his way down the stairs towards the front door of the fire hall.

Once Joel was safely out of sight, behind a few trees where he knew Ellie couldn't see him, he fell forward and allowed himself to just be weak. First, by gripping his knees and breathing deeply, then by falling to the ground on his hands and knees, letting his head rest against the dirt as he fought back the tears that threatened to spill down his face.

How could he fuck this up so badly? How could he let this happen? He was supposed to protect you, and the first chance someone got, they took you. No wonder you didn't want to marry him or start a family. How could he possibly keep you or anybody else safe? He just failed time and time again.

Someone must have followed them and he didn't notice. He was too tired and old to recognize when he was being tailed. And it might have cost you your life.

In his craze, he had half a mind to just leave Ellie. His first instinct was to take off, knowing she would just slow him down. But you had a soft spot for the kid, and you so desperately wanted to help her. It was clear as day that you cared for her. He couldn't abandon Ellie after you risked it all to find her family. He wouldn't do that to you. Especially if it was your last wish.

"Stop thinkin' like that," he muttered to himself. With a groan, he pushed off the ground and made himself stand up. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He could do this. He just had to focus. He could find you. He would find you, if it was the last thing he ever did.

He opened his eyes and looked around. What could he see? What could lead him to you? He walked the perimeter of the building, looking for any sign - a scrap of clothing, a drop of blood, anything that would draw him in the right direction, but there was nothing.

Next, he examined the truck. Why wouldn't they take the truck? He looked at the ground, hoping to find some tire tracks, but the dry fucking desert left nothing for him to trace. They must have had their own vehicle.

Frustrated, he stormed back inside, his fingers raking through his hair as he stomped up the steps.

"Find anything?" Ellie asked, jumping up from the bed. He could tell she was worried, and if he was in a better frame of mind, he might have cared. But all he could think about was you, and what was happening to you at that very moment while he wasted all this time.

"No," he said, his voice gruff as he paced the room and tried to plot his next move. Ellie watched him for a few minutes, not wanting to anger him further but trying to find the right balance and help.

"Who could've taken her? And why not all of us? Why just her?" Ellie wondered out loud.

Joel paused, her words unlocking something.

"Your uncle," Joel started, turning on her. "He told me somethin' when we were there. Said there's slavers that'll pay good money for her. Tried to convince me to -" Joel fell back on the mattress behind him, his head spinning.

"Wait, what?" Ellie asked, standing up now. "How would he know that?"

"Uh," Joel stammered, his mind going a mile a minute. He probably shouldn't have said that to her, he was just thinking out loud. If you were here, you would have known what to do.

"Did he sell me?!" Ellie's face was ghostly white as she connected the dots.

"I don't know," Joel told her, trying to focus on the main issue. He couldn't deal with this right now, he had to find you.

"He did, didn't he?" Ellie continued, tears welling up in her eyes. "That's how they got past his cameras. That's why I don't remember."

Joel sighed and looked up at her. He didn't have much of a choice.

"Yeah, probably," he finally admitted. "It's why we wanted to get you outta there. Somethin' felt off."

"Motherfuckers," Ellie muttered, and Joel raised his eyebrows.

"We gotta go back," Joel told her, standing up quickly. "Get your stuff. That asshole knows who did this."

Ellie helped direct him back to her uncle's house once a few hours passed and he got closer to the city. He stopped the truck a mile away from the house, parking in an abandoned lot, hiding among other cars, just in case.

"We'll wait til sundown," Joel said as he turned off the engine. It was only a couple hours, but each passing minute he spent not tracking you down made his stomach twist tighter and tighter.

"Then what?"

"Then, I sneak back in there, take 'em by surprise and get the information outta him," Joel replied, staring out the window, looking for any movement.

"How are you gonna get by the cameras?" Ellie asked him. He shrugged.

"Don't know. Guess I try to time it before be sets up the motion alerts. It's a gamble but it's all I got."

"You should go after dinner," she said. He turned to finally look at her, waiting for her to explain. "They like to drink after dinner."

He nodded, dropping his gaze and watching as her hands nervously fidgeted in her lap.

"I know this is your family and all-" he began, but she cut him off.

"Do what you gotta do. They aren't my family anymore," she said, blinking away the tears and looking out her window.

"Right," he said. "Reckon they aren't."

They sat a few minutes in silence, both lost in their own thoughts, before he spoke again.

"I'm sorry all this happened," he said quietly. "Ain't none of it your fault."

Ellie turned to him and tried to keep the surprise from her face.

"Thanks," was all she said, and he gave her a firm nod before reaching behind him to grab his rifle. He checked it was fully loaded before moving on to his revolver, doing the same checks. Once he was satisfied, he rummaged around in his pack for his hunter's knife, then looped it through his belt so it sat on his back hip. Ellie watched him carefully before taking a deep breath and asking him the question she wasn't sure she wanted the answer to.

"What are you gonna do to them?"

He paused, then straightened up and cleared his throat.

"Whatever I have to," he said lowly, and Ellie felt a shiver travel down her spine. She didn't ask any more questions after that.

As the sun began to set, Joel took a deep breath and double checked his gear before turning to Ellie.

"Alright. I'm gonna leave the keys with you, just in case..." he trailed off, not wanting to finish his sentence. Ellie's brow furrowed.

"No way, dude. I'm coming with you."

"No, you ain't," he told her. "I can't be lookin' out for a kid while I'm in there."

"You won't have to look out for me, I'll have your back!" Ellie protested angrily.

"What the hell d'you think you're gonna do?" he replied, wondering why he was wasting time arguing with a teenager.

"I don't know! But it's better than sitting in this stupid car waiting for you to get back. It's not very safe, you know. Leaving a kid all alone out here," she told him, trying everything she could think of to change his mind. He clenched his jaw and flared his nostrils. He didn't have time for this, he just needed to get the information and get the hell out of here.

"Fine. But you better stick by me, and listen to what I tell you," he seethed, then pushed the door open and hopped out, adjusting his pack over his shoulders as he headed in the direction of the house.

Joel couldn't believe he was having the same argument with Ellie that he has with you. Fuck, he hoped you were okay. If Ellie made it out alive with the same people, you should be able to, right? He couldn't ignore the pit in his stomach when he regrettably let his mind wander to what they would want from you. As far as he knew, Ellie was just used for manual labor. But history as proven there's something else men in particular want from you.

Once they got within earshot of the house, Joel held his arm out silently to stop Ellie. He turned his head to her and pressed a finger up against his lips, telling her to be quiet. She nodded, her breath quickening as her nerves began to set in, then followed close on Joel's tail as they made their way up to the house. He ducked under the window and flattened himself up against the siding, his eyes darting up to look at the cameras angled on the corners of the roof before slowly rising and peering over the windowsill.

The curtains were closed, but he was able to see in just a crack. The living room lights were on but he didn't see any movement inside. Just when he was about to give up and try a different angle, he heard June's muffled voice. He froze, watching as she waddled into the living room from the kitchen with a glass in her hand, her cheeks flushed and eyes glassy. She didn't appear to be alarmed, so Joel took that to mean they managed to sneak by the cameras undetected.

He reached to his side and wrapped his fingers around the grip of his revolver, slowly pulling it out of his holster and holding it up in front of him. He continued to watch as Dave ambled into the living room, holding a short glass with brown liquid in it. He set the glass down and bent over to tend to the fire.

Joel ducked back down and quickly made his way around the house to the sliding glass door that led into the kitchen. Ellie followed hot on his heels, her switchblade clutched tightly in her fist. He peered around the corner, making sure nobody came back into the kitchen before he tugged on the door. Locked. He put his revolver back in the holster and took out his knife, working over the lock with ease and slowly sliding the glass door open. Once Ellie was inside, he switched his knife for his gun. He flattened his hand and pushed it down, silently telling her to stay right here. She nodded, squatting down behind one of the kitchen chairs so she was out of sight.

He flattened himself against the wall next to the doorway that led from the kitchen to the living room, listening to June and Dave talk about the meal they had just eaten, like they hadn't just sold a human being into slavery yet again. Based on the volume of her voice, he realized that June was heading back into the kitchen. He took a deep breath and widened his stance, the gun in his palm gripped tight as he waited for his moment.

"Did you want any cookies?" June asked over her shoulder. "Just made 'em today, they're-"

She let out a strangled cry as Joel hooked his arm tightly around her throat, spinning her around and pulling her back flush against his chest, his revolver pressing into her temple.

"Junebug?" Dave called, setting down his glass and pushing himself up from the sofa. Joel pushed her forward, the both of them stepping out into the living room, Joel using her body as a shield. Dave froze and Joel watched as all the blood drained from his face.

"What, weren't expectin' me?" Joel growled, and June whimpered against him.

"Wha-" Dave started, then swallowed audibly before trying again. "What'dya want?"

"I want you to tell me who the fuck you called, and where their camp is," Joel said through clenched teeth.

"I didn't call no one," Dave said, his eyes flitting around the room, trying to locate a weapon.

"Don't even think 'bout it," Joel warned, and Dave chuckled.

"C'mon, you ain't gonna hurt a woman," he said. Before Dave could blink, Joel pointed his revolver down to the ground and shot June right through the foot. She howled, her body instinctively bending forward to grab her wound, but Joel tugged her back.

"Better start talkin', or I won't be so nice next time."

"Okay, okay! Jesus!" Dave yelled, holding his hands up in the air and waving them, trying to calm Joel down. "Let her go, then I'll talk."

"Don't think so," Joel said.

"Listen, tie us up or somethin', just let her go," Dave pleaded.

"Funny hearin' you beg for your woman's life when you just sold mine to the highest bidder. Why should I be so generous?"

Dave was beginning to panic, his breaths were coming fast and his hands were shaking.

"You're right, I'm sorry, you're right. Just- please. Please. I'll tell ya whatever you wanna hear, just let her go."

Joel didn't have time for this. He didn't want to waste another minute arguing with this asshole when he could be heading to wherever you were. So, he agreed.

"Fine. I'll let her go, but I'm tyin' you both up," he said, turning back towards the kitchen and dragging June with him. He opened up a few drawers, leaving them rummaged through and open until he found a junk drawer with a pack of zip ties. He snatched them up and pushed June back into the living room. Tossing the pack on the floor, he nodded at Dave.

"Go ahead. Tie yourself up, then I'll do her," Joel said.

"Now, wait a minute. I ain't gonna tie myself first and have you go back on your word."

"Of the fucking two of us, I ain't the one who's lied, and you ain't the one to be makin' any goddamn demands!" Joel roared, his chest heaving. Dave cowered, raising his hands higher above his head and nodded.

"Alright, alright," he said shakily, then slowly leaned forward to pick up the zip ties. He opened the pack and was about to wrap up his wrists, but Joel stopped him.

"Ankles, too," he said. Dave looked like he was about to protest but thought better of it.

After tying his ankles and his hands at his waist, he limply tossed the pack of ties across the floor towards Joel.

"Sit down," he told June through gritted teeth, pushing her down into the armchair. She plopped down into the chair with a whimper, then quickly leaned down to clutch her foot.

Joel let his guard down for a minute. Just one minute to pick up the zip ties and it was all June needed. She brought her good leg down on the back of his head, knocking him down to the ground and sending his gun skittering across the room. His head bounced off the floor, making him see stars for a moment before he scrambled to try to stand back up, but she brought her leg down across his back with enough force to knock him down again.

"You son of a bitch!" she screeched at him. She tried to stand and grab his gun, but she stumbled, the bullet wound in her foot making her unable to walk.

"Get the gun, Junebug!" Dave yelled from his spot on the sofa. "Get the gun and shoot him in the goddamn head!"

Joel rolled onto his back to create distance from her so he could finally stand up. When he did, he realized the room had gone deathly silent. He swiveled his head around, trying to figure out why they stopped screaming, and then he saw Ellie. She was standing in the doorway with his rifle trained on June's head, her eyes hard and her hands still.

"Ellie," June whispered. She inched forward on the ground towards her, but Ellie just cocked the rifle. June froze.

"Ellie, you shoot that fucker right between the eyes," Dave ordered from the couch. When it became apparent that Ellie was not on their side, Joel bent down to pick up his revolver with a grunt. Dave nervously glanced back and forth between her and Joel.

"Ellie-" he began, but she cut him off.

"Did you sell me to them, too?" Her voice was unwavering, her gaze like daggers.

"'Course not," June said, interrupting them.

"Really? Then how'd he know who to call? How'd they get past your cameras?"

"How did you get past 'em?" June shrieked. "It ain't impossible!"

"June, just give it up," Dave said from behind her, his shoulders sagging.

The room was silent. Joel looked over at Ellie, then back at Dave.

"Gimme the gun, kiddo," Joel said gently, taking a step toward her with his hand out.

"I wanna hear him say it," she said, her grip tightening on the stock.

"Fine, we sold ya, that what you wanna hear? Paid for half the shit in that basement, too, and look at you - you're fuckin' fine!" Dave shouted, spit spraying from his lips. Ellie's brows furrowed and her eyes lit up in rage.

"What? You gonna kill me?" Dave asked with a laugh.

"She won't," Joel said, stepping in front of the rifle, blocking Ellie's shot. "But I will."

Dave's smile faltered as he looked up at Joel.

"Ellie?" Joel said over his shoulder, his eyes still glued to Dave.

"Yeah?"

"You got headphones?"

"Yeah."

"Go upstairs, put 'em on," Joel said, holding his arm out to his side. She paused for a moment before dropping the gun from her shoulder and handing him the rifle, then turned to head up the stairs.

"Wait! Ellie!" June sobbed, tears streaming down her face. But Ellie kept walking. "I'm sorry!" June added, hoping she would garner some sympathy.

"No, you ain't," Joel muttered, leaning the gun against the wall before turning back to her. "But you're gonna be."

An hour. He wasted a whole fucking hour with these assholes, playing their stupid games and listening to their pathetic pleas until his eye caught the time on the wall and his anger flared. He needed to get on the road. He needed to find you. He wouldn't be able to sleep or eat until he did.

He had them both tied up, sitting on the floor with their backs to each other. Dave was partially right. Joel didn't like the idea of hurting a woman. So he went relatively easy on her. However, after that hour was up, she was still bruised and bloodied, but it was nothing compared to Dave.

Dave was barely holding on to consciousness and unfortunately was trying to feed Joel false information on where you were taken. He caught him in a lie twice already, and his anger got the best of him both times. With a sigh, he stood up and flexed his bloodied hand.

"You still with me?" Joel asked, leaning over Dave's body. He heard a grunt in response.

"Can't do much more to you, you'll pass out. So I'm sorry to have to do it," Joel walked around in a circle slowly, stopping when he found himself in front of June. "But I'll have to start takin' her fingers."

June began sobbing again and behind her, Dave groaned. Joel took the bloodied knife he had set on the coffee table and held out his arm.

"Gimme your hand," he told June calmly, and her sobbing turned into hysterics, her tied hands pressed firmly into her lap.

"Gimme your fuckin' hand, or tell me where they took her!" he roared, making her jump.

"I'll tell you!" she said, tears and snot streaming down her face. Joel felt a bit of relief, then leaned back to grab the map from his back pocket.

"Point to it. And it better be the same spot he points to," he said darkly. She nodded and lifted her hands shakily after squinting at the map.

"There," she said. He peered down, noting she pointed to a hospital in Salt Lake City, and his blood ran cold. He wasn't certain, but it appeared to be the same hospital he and Tommy were supposed to take Ellie. He stood up and walked back around to Dave, who was glaring up at him through one eye, the other was swollen shut.

"They'll kill us," Dave said weakly when Joel held out the map.

"Shoulda thought 'bout that before doin' business with a bunch of slavers," Joel told him bitterly.

"I ain't tellin' you shit," Dave said, squaring his shoulders. June began whimpering behind him.

"That's okay," Joel said, dropping the map on the coffee table. "I believe her."

He rammed the hunting knife through Dave's chest with a grunt. The man let out a small squeal before his head fell forward limply. June screamed and tried to scoot away on the floor, but Joel grabbed her by the hair, yanking her back.

"Shut up, or you're next," he snarled, and her screams immediately stopped.

"It's no use," she sobbed, leaning forward and gasping for air. "You won't get her back. It's been too long, they move 'em around so fast-"

Joel had enough. He took the butt of his rifle and hit her in the back of the head, knocking her unconscious.

She may think he wouldn't get you back, but she had no idea what he's capable of.

The drive back north was quiet. Ellie saw the blood on Joel's hands and clothes. Even though he did his best to clean up before bringing her downstairs, she still pieced it together. He had hid Dave's body in the basement with the camera equipment, then dragged June down there, still unconscious, and tied her loosely to a workbench. She could eventually figure out how to get out of the restraints. It was just to ensure he had enough time to put distance between them. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't bring himself to kill her. But at the last minute, he did decide to grab one of those AK-47s Dave was bragging about two days ago.

Ellie didn't ask questions. She stared silently out the window, lost in thought about her own flesh and blood betraying her. Then she glanced at Joel, realizing this man who couldn't stand the sight of her just a week ago did more for her than her own family.

"Thank you," she finally said, breaking the silence. He blinked and turned his head briefly to look at her.

"You're welcome," he said gruffly. "You didn't, uh, see or hear anythin', did'ya?"

"No," she said, and Joel sighed with relief.

"Good."

He picked up the speed when he reached a part of the interstate that was flat, determined to reach you as soon as possible.

"They told me they took her to a hospital in Salt Lake City," he said after a while, and she looked up from her sketch pad as she listened. "I think it might be the same spot the Fireflies wanted us to take you."

"Oh," she said, sitting back in her seat, deep in thought. "I wonder why they wanted her there."

"What'dya mean?"

Ellie paused, remembering Joel still didn't know the real reason Marlene asked him to take her. She decided to be somewhat honest with him, considering all he had done for her, it was the least she could do.

"It's a research facility," she said.

"Research? For what?"

"I overheard some stuff once. They're trying to find a cure," she said. "For the virus."

"A cure?" Joel repeated, furrowing his brow. "The hell they need her for?"

Ellie chewed her lip nervously before answering.

"Test subjects," she finally said, her face falling. Joel swallowed thickly as the implication behind her words set in.

"Ellie," he said slowly, gripping the wheel tightly. "Do you know that for a fact?"

"Yes," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "I had a friend. She was taken there, she never came back. I found out later what happened," she sniffed, quickly wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye.

"And that's why they wanted us to take you there? To test a cure on you?"

"Yeah," Ellie lied, shifting her gaze out the window, immediately feeling guilty. She wasn't lying about the test subjects, but she didn't feel comfortable yet telling him it was her blood they wanted to test next.

Joel drove through the night, his eyes bloodshot and his fingers numb, but he made it in about 8 hours. It was still dark out as he found a secluded spot a couple blocks away and parked the truck. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, wondering how the hell he was going to do this. Ellie stirred in the seat next to him, yawning and stretching before looking around.

"Are we here?"

"Yeah. Hospital's that tall building over there," he said, pointing to the side. She looked through the window and nodded before looking back at Joel.

"You should get some rest," she told him, but he shook his head.

"Can't."

"Yeah, you can. How do you think you're gonna do this when you've been up for, what, a day and a half?"

"I don't got a choice, they could be doin' shit to her right now," he argued, then leaned over the seat to grab the hunting rifle.

"They've only had her for a day, she's fine. Most they did at this point was inject her with an experimental vaccine. They don't test it for a few days," she explained, sitting back in her seat. Joel frowned.

"How do you know all this?"

Ellie shrugged and nervously chewed on her nail.

"Just do."

Joel just stared at her. He was beginning to realize she was hiding something from him, but he couldn't worry about it yet. He didn't think Ellie would have any reason to lie to him, so he considered his options: take her word for it and get some rest so he could be as strong as possible to take all those fuckers down, or go in blind and weak right now and hope for the best.

"And when you say they 'test it', d'you mean..."

"They keep infected in there," she said with a nod. "Best way to test it is to get bit and watch."

"Fuck," Joel whispered, shakily running his hand over his mouth as he stared out the windshield. "You're gonna tell me how you know all this shit after we get her back, you hear me?" His tone was firm and his jaw was set as he shot her a glare. She nodded.

"Alright," he said after a moment, breathing in deeply. "Here's the plan. You keep watch, I try to get some rest for a couple hours. Then we move. Before I just storm in there, I gotta see what we're dealin' with. Think you can handle that?" He finally turned to Ellie and raised an eyebrow, waiting for her answer.

"Yeah," she said, sitting up in her seat. "I can handle it."

Reluctantly, Joel handed her the rifle. She eagerly took it from his grip.

"For the scope. So you can see anythin' comin' our way when I'm out," he explained, then eyed up the way she was holding the gun. "You ever use one of these things?"

"No, can't be that hard, can it? Just point and shoot," she said with a shrug as she examined the firearm. Joel sighed before leaning over and giving her a quick tutorial.

"Just don't fuckin' shoot me when I'm sleepin'," he told her, then tipped the seat back and bunched his coat up around his neck, closing his eyes. She grinned then took her post, scanning the perimeter every few minutes for any movement while Joel snored softly in the driver's seat.

Ellie weighed her options. Should she tell him the truth? Should she tell him she's immune? Would it even matter? She decided against it for now. It wouldn't change the plan. Maybe one day she would tell him. Once they got you back and the three of you were safely back in Jackson. For now, she had to stay focused and help rescue you. She wouldn't let the Fireflies take another one of her friends.

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Lover - Sirius Black

A/N: ahh! well here it is, a very long one-shot. I'm not sure how, this started off kind of sweet, then it got angsty and then it got funny but I still hope you like it!

Request - Anonymous asked: Hey love! Hope you're doing okay! I wanna start off by saying I love all of your Sirius Black fics so much! They're so fun to read and always make me happy! Secondly I love the whole Potter!reader thing cause I absolutely love James and have always wanted a brother like him. Idk if you're taking requests but if you are I was wondering if you'd do a Sirius x reader where the reader is a Hufflepuff and is the opposite of Sirius and he's like absolutely whipped but the reader is James' little sister ( a year younger maybe cause I love age gaps lol) so yeah sirius is like shitting scared cause he thinks James would hate him forever and all angsty but then James is like dude I knew since like the day I introduced you guys and all happy ending lol. Sorry if it's too detailed. I completely understand if you don't wanna write it tho. Have a nice day!

Warnings: mentions of Sirius' family situation, like I said it got a bit too angsty for a moment there but I think that's it let me know if I missed anything though!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :D gif isn’t mine :)  

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Lover

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue All's well that ends well to end up with you Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

You kept walking back and forth in your room. You couldn't sleep. You hadn't been able to sleep earlier tonight, but now it was even worse. When you walked into the kitchen to make yourself a cup of tea you did not expect to find Sirius Black, barely being able to stand as he held on to the kitchen counter. You felt your entire body shaking when you noticed the bruises and blood all over him. But, when he looked at you, your heart broke into a million pieces, that's when you felt like you were going to be sick. He was crying and he looked haunted. You had never seen Sirius like this. He tried to say your name before he collapsed so you quickly walked over to him to hold him up and you yelled for your brother. It wasn't even five minutes before James came running downstairs with your parents following him. And now, here you were, waiting for James to come tell you what happened. Sirius wasn't talking, so if there was a remote possibility that he would, it would be with James. And your parents were helping him so, at some point, you were asked to leave. But James knew you wouldn't go to sleep until you knew Sirius was okay.

"Hey, bug" you turned around when James opened your door.

"Hi" you said, finally sitting on the bench by your window and James joined you. "H-how is he?" you asked nervously. You could tell James had been crying as well.

"He's gonna be okay" he assured you. "I knew you wouldn't go to sleep until I told you that" he smiled. "He's gonna be staying with us now" he explained.

"Good" you nodded. "I'm glad he doesn't have to go back there" you said. You knew about Sirius' home situation. He had talked to you about it a few times, but you had never imagined it was this bad.

"Me too" James smiled at you.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, bug" he frowned.

"You know it's okay if you're not, right?" you insisted.

"It's just... hard seeing him like this" he admitted, shedding a few tears. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and kissed his cheek.

"You're a good brother, Jamie" you said as you felt him hug you back. "That's why he came here" you told him.

"Thanks, bug" he said, kissing the side of your head. You were about to pull away but you felt James arms tightening a little and you knew he needed more time.

"You should try to get some sleep" you told him.

"You too" he said, getting up. When he was at the door, he looked back at you with a weary smile. "I love you, bug."

"I love you too, Jamie" you smiled before he left, closing the door behind you.

You sighed, thinking that it was best if you also got some sleep since it was almost three in the morning, but you heard something in the room next to you. You knew Sirius would most likely not be able to sleep. So, you went downstairs again to make some tea. But not for you. You knew that Sirius might not want to talk right now, especially with you. So, you just wanted to do something nice and feel a little helpful. You walked quietly to his room and saw that the light was still on, so you were not waking him up. You knocked lightly but got no response, so you opened the room slowly. It was empty, and the bathroom door was closed. You didn't want to cross any lines so you placed the tea on his nightstand and left.

And that's how it started. You did the same thing the following night. This time, when you knocked on his door, Sirius opened it and smiled sweetly at you. He had a feeling it was you the previous night. He was still very quiet, which was unusual for him, but you still offered him the tea.

"I just... thought it might help you sleep" you smiled nervously.

"Thanks, Bambi" he said, grabbing it from you, making you chuckle a little. He had always called you that and, it annoyed you at first, but now you kind of liked it.

"Good night, Siri" you said, walking over to the next door.

"Night, love" he whispered to himself going inside his room.

This kept happening for the following weeks. You slowly saw Sirius coming back to his old self. Your mum had asked you to help redecorate his room so he would feel more at home and you noticed his eyes watering a little when your mum showed it to him. James told him that Remus and Peter would be arriving in a few weeks and that also seemed to lift his spirits up. But if Sirius was being honest with himself, his favorite part of living at the Potters was whenever you brought him tea. It was a small act of kindness on your part but it meant the world to him. He knew you sometimes had trouble sleeping and you were worried that he was experiencing that too, and that warmed his heart. Which is why, one night he opened the door before you could even knock. He stood there on the other side and smiled sweetly at you.

"Oh- s-sorry, I was um-"

"It's okay, love" he chuckled. "How come you never bring one for yourself?" he asked, confused as he grabbed the tea from you.

"Oh" you said, a little taken aback. "I usually drink mine downstairs" you explained.

"Well, would you maybe like to have your tea with me tomorrow?" he smiled sweetly at you.

"Really?" you asked, feeling a little nervous. "I m-mean, yeah, sure, I'd love that" you nodded.

"Cool, see you tomorrow, Bambi" he said, kissing your cheek before you both said good night.

And you did. Every night for the rest of the summer, after James went to sleep, and the rest of the Marauders, once they arrived, you brought tea for Sirius and the two of you spent hours talking. Little by little, you saw him going back to his old self. He smiled more. He laughed more. He didn't seem jumpy or gloomy anymore. One night, you fell asleep and he didn't have it in him to bring you to your room. He liked your company and he felt a lot better when you were around, so he didn't. But a few hours later, you were woken up by his screaming. It broke your heart to see him so terrified by his nightmares, but it got Sirius to open up to you. He felt more comfortable around you with each passing week, until one night, he finally kissed you.

You would have been lying if you said you didn't have a slight crush on Sirius Black. Because he was Sirius Black. Everyone had a crush on him and you were no exception. And in the weeks since he had moved in, you got to know him even more and you felt your crush growing. So, when he kissed you, you were over the moon. That's how it started. This whole thing between the two of you. You both decided to keep it secret for a while. And you couldn't deny that it was even exciting at first. The stolen glances between you, the way Sirius would always sit next to you at meals and hold your hand under the table. Brief moments where he would excuse himself from the other Marauders just to go to your room to steal a quick kiss from you.

But now, that you were back at Hogwarts, being in different years and houses, it made it increasingly difficult to keep your relationship a secret. You knew Sirius was anxious about James' reaction to your relationship, but you didn't think it would be such a big deal, as to practically have your relationship back to before you two got together. Making moments like this extremely rare.

"Merlin, I've missed you" Sirius smiled as the two of you laid on his bed, kissing, with music in the background.

"I've missed you too" you smiled before he pulled you in for another kiss. "It's been such a long week" you complained.

"It's only Tuesday" he laughed.

"I know" you pouted and he kissed you once more. "But we barely got to see each other this past weekend and classes have been crazy and I just-"

Sirius interrupted you with another kiss. "I know, love" he said, placing his hand on your cheek. "But it's a Hogsmeade weekend" he smiled. "Maybe we can go?"

"R-really?" you asked, feeling excited. Because of all the sneaking around, you two didn't even have a first date.

"Yeah, I think we're all gonna go, so you can come with us" he suggested, making your smile drop.

"Oh- um, y-yeah, sure" you smiled again, but, of course, Sirius noticed it was different.

"What?" he frowned, sitting up.

"N-nothing" you tried to assure him.

"Love, you're a terrible liar" he insisted. "I know when something's bothering you" he said pulling you with him.

"Nothing, I just..." you sighed. The two of you never really established what this was and you didn't want to make it a bigger deal than it was. "I'm not sure if I have a Potions exam on Monday" you covered up.

"Oh" he replied before smiling again. "Well, in that case" he said, leaning in for another kiss. "Maybe I can stay back and help you study" he smirked, kissing you again.

"You don't have to do that" you chuckled.

"Oh, I wouldn't mind, sweetheart" he said as his kisses started making his way down your neck. "I wouldn't mind at all" he said between kisses and making your smile appear again.

It was short-lived, however, because the two of you heard the door opening and Sirius quickly pushed you off him, making you fall off his bed.

"Bloody hell!"

"Sirius!" you complained when you hit your head with his nightstand.

"Moony! What the fuck!" Sirius said, looking at his friend standing at the entrance of his dorm.

"What? Just be glad it was me and not Prongs" he rolled his eyes, closing the door and tossing his bag on his bed.

"I'm so sorry, love" he said, getting up to help you. "Are you okay-?"

"No, of course I'm not okay" you glared at him. "You pushed me and I hit my head!"

"I'm sorry, love. I thought it was Prongs-"

"What difference does that make, Sirius" you asked, grabbing your shirt and putting it back on. "We're both half-naked, in your bed, do you honestly think James would have thought nothing was going on? I know he's daft but give him some credit!"

"I panicked, okay! Moony said he would be out until dinner" he said, glaring at Remus.

"It is almost dinner" he defended himself. "And this wouldn't have happened if you just told Prongs already. What is he gonna do? Kill you?"

"Moony, could you please get out?" Sirius glared at his friend again making Remus sigh in frustration.

"Fine, I'll leave-"

"No, don't worry, Remus. I'll leave" you said as you finished fixing yourself up.

"What? Why are you leaving?" Sirius said, pulling you to him.

"I don't know, Sirius, maybe because I don't want to stay here until my brother comes in and you push me again so I hit my head!"

"That was an accident! I just-"

"I know. You don't want James to know about us" you rolled your eyes. "What's the big deal? Remus knows!" you said, pointing at him.

"Remus is not your brother. Trust me, love. I will tell him, I promise I just... need more time" he begged, making you sigh in defeat.

"Fine" you said, grabbing your bag. "I'm still gonna go" you said, quietly.

"Love-"

"No, it's fine" you said with a weary smile. "If it's almost dinner time, that means Jamie's practice is over" you said. "I'll see you both later" you said, leaving and closing the door behind you before Sirius could stop you again.

"I fucked up, didn't I?" Sirius asked out loud.

"Oh, good. You didn't neet me to tell you" Remus smirked a little.

"Moony, I'm not joking-!"

"Neither am I, Pads" Remus said as Sirius put his shirt back on. "You're gonna fuck things up if you keep doing this. And the longer you wait-"

"I know, the worst it will be with Prongs" Sirius sighed frustrated.

"Prongs? You're more worried about what James will say than being disrespectful to your girlfriend?"

"Whoa, that's a big word, Moony" he chuckled nervously. "Bambi's not my-" he stopped as Remus glared at him. "I mean we haven't really-" he sighed. "Ugh, I'm fucking this up, aren't I?" he said, throwing himself on his bed.

"You know, sometimes you're more perceptive than I give you credit for" Remus replied.

"Moony!" Sirius complained, sitting up. "It's not funny! I don't know what to do!"

"Why are you so afraid of telling James about the two of you?"

"Are you joking? You know I don't have the best reputation about dating and if he finds out that I'm dating his little sister he's going to kill me!"

"I honestly don't think he would" Remus tried to reason to him. "I mean, we've all seen how much you've changed this past year" he continued. "And James hasn't seen it but I've seen the way the two of you are together. It's different" he explained. "But you're going to fuck it all up if you keep making her feel this way" he said.

"What way?"

"As if you don't want to be seen with her. As if your relationship isn't serious. And as if you care more about what James says than hurting her feelings" he indicated.

Sirius opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out so he threw himself back on his bed. Maybe Remus was right. Maybe he needed to get this over with and just tell James before it was too late.

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The next day, you were coming out of your Charms class and you were still in a foul mood. You loved Sirius, you knew that much. And whenever you were with him, you felt like he might love you too. But all of this hiding and sneaking around made your insecurities get the best of you and wonder if he was as Sirius about this as you were. You understood that he was nervous about telling James, but you kept insisting nothing would happen so, maybe it wasn't just that.

Your thoughts were shut down when you noticed a small crumpled parchment in your bag while you were putting your book away. You opened it and saw one of Sirius' doodles and it made you smile. He did this from time to time. He left little notes hidden in your books and your bag. This one was a small doodle of him holding up a flower and apologizing for being an idiot, asking you to meet him after lunch so the two of you could talk.

"Hey, bug!" you heard your brother walking your way and you put your small doodle back in your bag.

"Hi, Jamie" you smiled at your big brother.

"You going to lunch?"

"Yeah" you replied before you heard your name being called.

"Hey" you turned around to see your housemate and classmate speeding your way. "Oh, hi, James" she smiled. "It's the Potters" she greeted.

"Hi Emmeline" you smiled back at your friend.

"Hey" she smiled. "I won't keep you long, I just wanted to ask you something" she told you. "Oh, and now that your brother's here I guess I can ask him too" she told you.

"Sure, Em, what do you need?" you asked your friend.

"You're really close with Sirius Black, aren't you?" she asked, making your heart drop for a moment. You could tell where this was going.

"She's not as close to him as I am" James smirked. "Why the interest, love?"

"Well, I was just... wondering if... he's single?" she asked smiling as you felt your entire heart shatter. What were you supposed to say now?

"Yes, of course, he is" James answered before you could say something.

"Really? I wasn't sure because you seem really close to him and I didn't want to cross any lines if you two were dating or anything-" she said looking at you. But, again, your brother intervened.

"With her?" he laughed a little too loud to your liking. "Sirius dating my sister? You're joking right, they're just friends" he insisted.

"Oh, that's a relief" she sighed while you remained with your mouth open but nothing was coming out. "So, could you maybe... find out for me if he might be interested?"

"I- uh-" you tried to make sense of this whole thing. "Y-you want me to f-find out if Sirius likes you?"

"Yeah" she chuckled. "We've sort of been flirting back and forth, and since it's a Hogsmeade weekend, I though-"

"Y-you've been flirting back and forth" you said, letting out a bitter chuckle and feeling as if someone was stabbing your heart repeatedly. "With Sirius-?"

"Well, that's a grand idea, Emmeline" James kept interrupting. "Maybe we can have a double date" he suggested.

"What's on your mind, Potter?"

"Well, I happen to know you do some of your prefect rounds with Lily" he smirked. "Put in a good word for me and I put in a good word for you?"

"Really?" Emmeline asked, excitedly.

"Really" James nodded.

"Alright, Potter. You've got yourself a deal" she smiled. "But only if you agree to find out if I have a chance first" she said, turning back to you.

"I um-" you stuttered. "S-so, you want me to find out if Sirius likes you-?"

"Yes, please, will you? Is not too much trouble, is it?" she asked.

"Uh-"

"Of course, not, love!" James waved you off. "We'll definitely have the information in a few hours. I mean, we're just on our way to have lunch with Sirius, right bug?" he said, playfully hitting your stomach with his arm.

"R-right" you said trying your best not to start crying. Were you really just about to set your boyfriend up on a date just to avoid telling your brother?

"Brilliant! Thank you so much! I have my Prefect rounds tonight with Lily so, that works" she told James.

"Pleasure doing business with you, Em" James said as she nodded her head to him.

"Thanks, love" she told you. "I'll see you both later!" she said, walking away from you.

"Oh, Merlin! Bug, did you hear that?"

"What just happened?" you muttered to yourself.

"I'll tell you what just happened. I just got a date with Lily!" he said, excitedly, pulling you with him to the Great Hall.

"I didn't hear that" you said, frowning at him.

"Come on, let's go!" he said, running towards his usual spot. He found Remus and Peter already sitting there but Sirius was nowhere to be seen. "Great! You're both here! Where's Padfoot?"

"He said he'll be right here" Peter said as James pulled you to sit and he took the seat next to you.

"Brilliant!" he said as he started putting food on his plate and yours.

"Are you okay?" Remus asked you.

"She's fine. She's just hungry" James said, placing a massive mountain of potatoes on your plate.

"No, I think I have to go-"

"Nonsense!"

"Hey" Sirius said, appearing at the table and greeting all of you. "Bambi, I didn't know you would join us today" he said, sitting next to Remus, in front of you. "What are you all talking about?"

"Not much" James said, acting casually. "Just talking about next weekend" he said smiling. "Hogsmeade weekend" he continued. "Do you have any plans?"

"Uh, no, n-not really" Sirius answered, looking at you without meaning to.

"Wonderful" James said with a smirk. "I have a proposition for you" he told him.

"What?"

"Well, I was thinking-"

"Shocker" Remus heard you mutter under your breath and your brother quickly glared at you.

"What do you think about going on a double date?"

"Are you asking me out, Prongs? Because I've got to be honest with you, you're not really my type" Sirius asked him making the other two Marauders laugh.

James rolled his eyes and glared at his friends. "No, I just happened to run into Emmeline, you know her right?" he said.

"Um... sure?" Sirius said a bit confused. He looked at you to see if you could maybe provide some sort of explanation, but your eyes were glued to the potatoes on your plate. You didn't dare to look up at him.

"Well, you see, my sweet Padfoot, it looks like our dear Emmeline has a bit of a crush on you" he said happily.

You lifted her look just to see Sirius' reaction who looked back at you, feeling extremely guilty.

"N-no, she doesn't" he said awkwardly.

"Yes, she does! Isn't this grand?"

"G-grand? W-why would that be grand?" Sirius chuckled, nervously.

"Well because she just told us that she wants to go to Hogsmeade with you this weekend and that she would ask Lily so we could go on a double date" James said with a smirk.

"Us? What do you mean 'us'?"

"She just told us before coming over here" he explained, making Sirius' heart stop. "She wanted us to find out if you liked her back" he shrugged.

Sirius instantly looked at you. He knew you were upset. And you probably had every right to. This was it. He should just come out and say it. But he fucked up again. He was a coward.

"She told you that?"

You slowly turned to look up from your food when you felt the four boys looking at you. James still had his stupid smirk on his face, Peter was just curiously waiting for an answer, Sirius was looking at you as if he was going to cry, and Remus was looking at you almost... sorry?

"Um" you said nervously. "She might-have um, m-mentioned something" you said before looking back down.

"Mentioned something? She said you two have been flirting back and forth for weeks" James said excitedly. "So, what do you say? Why don't you ask her out and then the four of us could go on a double date?"

You felt your heart beating faster each second and feared it might explode. Not only would Sirius not take you out on a date this Saturday, but he might even go on a date with someone else. All to avoid telling your brother about the two of you.

"Uh, I don't think so, Prongs-"

"Come on, Pads, is just one date" James kept on pushing.

Remus turned to look at you, who didn't dare look up from your plate. He noticed the tears in your eyes and he turned to glare at Sirius, kicking him under the table.

"I don't really think Padfoot's interested, Prongs" he said, widening his eyes at Sirius. He couldn't believe he was so afraid of James as to even hurt your feelings in the process.

"Of course he is, he's interested in any girl" James laughed. "Well, almost, right bug?" he said, elbowing you playfully on your stomach.

"R-right" you muttered sadly.

You suddenly felt sick to your stomach and you decided you couldn't be here anymore, so you stood up.

"Hey, where are you going, bug?" your brother asked confused.

"Away from you" you answered, grabbing your stuff.

"But you haven't even touched your food" James said, worriedly, looking at the still full plate next to him.

"Well, maybe I'm not hungry anymore" you said grumpily, before walking away from them.

"What's going on with her?" James asked concerned, looking at his three friends.

"I don't know" Sirius quickly replied. "W-why would we know?"

"Yeah, why would we know?" Remus asked, glaring at Sirius.

"It's probably her time of the month" James said shrugging his shoulders. "Honestly is easier to deal with your time of the month, Moony, no offense" he said looking at Remus. "So, what do you say?"

"About what?" Sirius asked, confused.

"The double date!" James said frustrated.

"Uh, I um-" Sirius said awkwardly. "I don't think so, mate. I'm not really interested in Emmeline like that" he said getting up as well. "Um, I'm gonna go see if Bambi's okay" he said, walking out of the Great Hall before any of them could stop him.

"What do you think is going on with him?" James asked confused. "And why is he checking on my sister?"

"Beats me" Remus said casually. He wouldn't be the one to tell his best friend that their other best friend was in a secret relationship with his sister.

Sirius ran after you as quickly as he could. He quickly made his way to the Library, knowing you went there when you didn't want your brother to bother you and he walked over to the last aisle. He saw you sitting there with your knees pulled to your chest as tears fell down your face. It felt as if someone grabbed a hammer and broke his heart into millions of pieces.

"Love" he said, kneeling next to you. You quickly tried to wipe away the tears falling down your cheeks but new ones just came.

"W-what are you doing here?"

"Sweetheart" he said, pulling you towards him. "You know I don't want to go out with Emmeline, right?" he said, as you tried to breathe normally.

"I g-guess" you sighed.

"Look at me" he said, gently lifting your chin with his finger and he then wiped your tears softly with his thumb. "I don't want to go out with anyone who's not you" he said genuinely.

"Sirius..." you said, pushing yourself away from him.

"And I swear we have not been flirting back and forth! I wouldn't do that-!"

"Sirius" you said again, making him pay attention to you. "It's fine" you said, with your voice breaking a little.

"W-what?" Sirius frowned, confused.

"Look, it is clear that your relationship with me is not as important as your relationship with James" you cried a little more. "S-so, if you want to just- e-end whatever this is, I completely understand and-"

"What?!" he said, raising his voice a little. The two of you heard someone shushing you all the way on the other side and he looked back at you. "Sweetheart, I don't want to end things" he pleaded. "I-is that what you want? I swear I haven't flirted with anyone since I came back here and-"

"It's not what I want, Sirius" you insisted. "B-but... I just... I don't know what to do! I don't know what you want-"

"I want to be with you, love!" he insisted.

"Do you? I barely get to see you anymore. We're in different houses, we're in different years the rest of the time you're with my brother and you don't want him or anyone else to know about us! I don't know how long I can keep doing this, Sirius. It just doesn't feel as if you actually want to be with me!"

"I do!"

"Then why can't we just tell James so he can stop setting you up with a different girl every week!" you blurted out. "You think he doesn't tell me things? That he hasn't told me how he noticed you've changed and you don't talk to girls anymore so he keeps trying to set you up with them!"

"Well, of course, I've changed! I'm with you now and I don't want to be with anyone else!"

"But he doesn't know that, Sirius! So he's most likely going to keep doing this until you get fed up and tell him! So, why not just tell him already? Do you not want people to know about us-?"

"No! That's not it!"

"Is it me? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me or something?"

"What? No! Love, how can you think that!?"

"I don't know what else to think Sirius! I don't even know what we are!"

"Please don't ever think that" he said with a stern look on his face. "Look, I know I fucked up yesterday, and today, and probably lots of other times. I've never done this before and I-" he sighed, running a hand through his hair frustrated. "I love you" he said, making your heart flutter instantly.

"Y-you what?"

"I love you, sweetheart, okay? I know that. I've known it for a while. I have never felt like this about anyone and... I don't want to lose you" he said with his voice breaking a little. "I know I've fucked up, I just..." he sighed again. "I don't want you to think that my relationship with James is more important than you. Nothing to me is more important than you, okay? But... love..." he said, looking away. "I got disowned" he said, quietly. "I was kicked out of my family and James..." he continued. "Without him, I wouldn't have anywhere to go. I wouldn't even have you" he explained. "And he's my best friend and he knows me more than anyone. You also know that I don't have the best dating reputation here and... I'm just... scared that he's going to hate me and... then I'll have no one" he said. "I know this isn't fair to you, this is all just... a lot and new to me, and I'm so sorry-"

"Sirius" you said, cupping his cheek with your hand and smiling at him. You pulled him gently and kissed his cheek. "First of all, I love you too" you said, making him smile back at you.

"Y-you do?"

"Of course, I do. Why do you think I was so upset about you going out with another girl this weekend-?"

"That was never going to happen-" he interrupted.

"Secondly, I understand where you're coming from about James" you told him. "And we don't have to tell him until you're ready" you said. "But James loves you too. You know in a different way" you said, making him laugh a little. "I think he loves you more than he loves me-"

"That's not true" he insisted, making you chuckle.

"Either way, he would never turn his back on you" you insisted. "And neither will I" you assured him. He pulled you closer, kissing your temple before he wiped away your remaining tears.

"I'm so sorry, love" he whispered. "I don't want you to feel this way" he said. "I feel like I keep screwing up and hurting you-"

"It's okay, love" you assured him. "I mean, it's not the most ideal situation" you admitted. "But, we don't have to tell him until you're ready" you said. "I just... I don't particularly love that girls keep chasing after you" you mumbled, feeling your cheeks burn.

Sirius gently lifted your face slowly so you would look at him. "I promise I don't want to go out with anyone who's not you, love" he said. "Y-you trust me, right?"

You smiled sweetly at him, brushing his cheek with your thumb. "Of course, I do, love" you said, giving him a peck on the lips. "I love you" you said, feeling your heart flutter at the sweet smile on his face.

"I love you too" he said, giving you another kiss.

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"Hey, mate, where did you disappear off to?" James asked when Sirius walked into the boys' dorm. "We didn't see you after lunch, or at Potions, Charms, or at dinner" he told him.

"I uh- was... around" he said, innocently.

"Mhm" James said, looking at Peter. "By yourself?" he asked, making Remus roll his eyes as he kept reading his book.

"I um... well... yeah" he shrugged

"Interesting" James said, sitting up.

"All afternoon?" Peter asked.

"Yes" he said, sitting on his bed and throwing his bag on the floor. "I went out and had a cigarette. What's the big deal?"

"You missed class-" Remus spoke for the first time.

"Nobody cares about that, Moony" James interrupted as he sat on his bed. "See, we happened to hear otherwise, Padfoot" he said, smirking at Sirius.

"What are you talking about, Prongs?" he frowned, looking between him and Remus.

"Well, since you obviously missed dinner, you missed what everyone was talking about" he continued.

"I doubt it was anything interesting-" Sirius started.

"Oh, but it was" James continued. "See it was about you and your new... girlfriend" he said, making Sirius' heart drop.

"M-my what now?"

"Your girlfriend" Remus said, suddenly very interested in the conversation, closing his book.

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, Padfoot, apparently someone saw you today walking out of the library with a mysterious girlfriend" James explained.

"That's insane" he said, chuckling nervously.

"No, mate, it's from a reliable source" Peter nodded.

"Really? Enlighten me, Wormy, who is your reliable source?"

"Marlene and Dorcas" James added. "They all said they saw you leaving with someone who had a Gryffindor scarf" he said, getting up and walking over to Sirius' bed. "So, either you have a Gryffindor girlfriend, or maybe you gave her your scarf" he said, sitting down next to him. "A bunch of girls were claiming it was them but according to Marls, it wasn't-"

"Do you really have nothing better to do than wondering if I am with someone-?"

"See, it all adds up" James continued. "Why you wouldn't go out with Emmeline, or any other girl for that matter" he said. "We just want to know why you didn't tell us!"

"Because it's none of your business!" Sirius said, getting up, frustrated.

"So it's true!" Peter smirked.

"I knew it!" James yelled at the same time. "Who is she?"

"You kind of built yourself up for that one, Pads" Remus told him.

"I didn't say it was true!" Sirius said, feeling nervous.

"You didn't deny it" James smirked. "C'mon Pads, tell us who she is!" Is it just a fling?"

"Yeah, who is this mystery girl and why did you hide it from us? Usually, you brag about your flings" Peter laughed.

"There's no mystery girl and it is not a fling-!"

"Again, you just keep setting yourself up, mate-" Remus intervened.

"Hey dorks, I need some food. I missed dinner" you said, suddenly entering your brother's dorm and the four boys turned to look at you.

"Oh, suddenly you're in a good mood again?" James asked, glaring at you a little.

"I am if you feed me" you said, walking over to your brother's night table because you knew he would have dinner's leftovers. Which coincidentally happened whenever you or Sirius would miss dinner.

"Hey, bug, did you hear about Sirius' secret girlfriend?" James asked suddenly, making you choke on the banana muffin munching on.

"W-what? Sirius has a secret girlfriend?" you pretended to be confused as Remus rolled his eyes when you sat next to him and dropped your bag on the floor.

"Yeah, we're trying to figure out who she is and why he didn't tell us" Peter added.

"Hold on" James said, sitting up and looking at your tossed bag on the floor. "What's that?"

"What's what?" you asked, with your mouth half-fulled at the same time Sirius did.

James noticed something peeking out of your bag. Something scarlet and gold. He quickly got up and grabbed it, taking it out.

"Why do you have a Gryffindor scarf?"

"I um-" you swallowed, nervously. "That's yours-"

"No" he insisted. "Mine is over there" he said, pointing at his opened trunk with his scarf on top, falling out of it.

"Uh- P-Prongs" Sirius started, but your brother looked deep in thought.

"How long do you reckon it's going to take him?" Remus muttered, sitting up.

"Oh for Merlin's sake! I can't take it anymore!" Sirius yelled, frustrated. "That's my scarf!"

"Now we'll never know" you mumbled, giving him a piece of your muffin.

"So, you're the mystery fling?" Peter asked with his jaw dropped.

"She's not a fling!" Sirius argued.

"Wait, how long has this been going on!?" James asked looking between you and Sirius.

"Well, we've actually been seeing each other since this summer" Sirius explained.

"SINCE SUMMER?!" James blurted out.

"Jamie, is not a big deal-" you tried.

"It is a big deal!" he argued. "How come I didn't know about this?" he asked, looking at Sirius.

"Well, I didn't know how you were going to react, Prongs and-"

"So you lied to me?"

"Technically we didn't lie" you told him. "We just didn't say anything-"

"Oh, don't use that with me, I invented that, bug" he glared at you. "Plus, today when we talked to Emmeline, you said you weren't dating!"

"No, I didn't" you argued.

"Yes, you did!"

"No, I didn't!"

"Yes, you did!" James complained as Remus, Sirius, and Peter kept looking between the two of you.

"No, actually, technically, I didn't" you insisted.

"Yes, you di- oohhh" he gasped, remembering your previous conversation. "You didn't! You clever bug, I'm impressed" he smirked, proudly as he gave you a high-fived and you accepted it, rolling your eyes a little. "So you two have been seeing each other for months now?"

"Pretty much" you said, still a bit nervous.

"And this is why you kept turning me down when I tried to set you up?" he asked Sirius.

"Yeah" he admitted.

"Are you happy with her?"

"I am. Very happy" Sirius quickly said.

"Are you happy with him?" he asked you.

"I really am" you replied.

"Okay" he said, sitting back on his bed.

"W-wait, you're... you're okay with this?" Sirius asked, extremely confused.

"Well, I don't love that you hid it from me but... yes, why wouldn't I be?" James shrugged.

"W-well, b-because I thought- are you kidding me? I thought you were going to kick my ass!"

"For dating my sister? You do know her, right? She's more than capable of kicking your ass" he laughed. "Plus, I'm assuming that since it's been going on for a long time it's... a serious relationship?"

"Well, we haven't had our first date yet, but... yes" Sirius said, sitting on your other side and holding your hand.

"Wait, you haven't had your first date, what the hell have you- no! You know what, I don't want to know" James said, glaring at you as you laughed.

"See, mate? I told you James wouldn't mind" Remus said, patting Sirius on the back and erasing James' smile off his face.

"E-excuse me?" James said, getting upset. "Remus knew?"

"Prongs" Sirius said getting up at the same time.

"You mean to tell me that the two of you have been together for months and YOU TOLD REMUS BEFORE ME?!!" he snapped.

"It was an accident, mate-"

"Oh, I'm sure it was!" James said, glaring at Sirius. "I can't believe you did this to me! Why would you betray me like this?!"

"I'm sorry, Prongs! I can make it up to you, okay? Honeydukes, this Saturday, I'll buy you all the candy you want!"

James stood there with his arms crossed. "... I'm listening" he caved.

"But I thought we were having our first date-"

"Oh, don't you even think so, bug! Remus knew!"

"This is going to be my whole life, isn't it?" you asked Remus and Peter.

"Yes."

The End

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A/N: I know this was a roller coaster of emotions but I hope you loves liked it! :D

#marauders #marauders imagine #sirius black #sirius black imagine #sirius black x reader #sirius black oneshot

[dazedvivenne]

Heyy, can you please write reader begging rafe cameron for just the tip when reader is ran out of condoms and is not on birth control? plss 🙏🏼

RAFE CAMERON - FEELINGS THAT WILL NOT GO WITHOUT BEING RECIPROCATED

warnings: Smut, stepbro!Rafe, stepcest, p in v, female receiving, no protection.

Rafe had a lot on his mind, money, his addiction, one of the other things on his mind was you. His newly introduced step-sister.

You were sweet, beautiful, submissive, and most importantly sexy. Some of the things you did without thinking about it shocked Drew, like when you forgot to wear a bra in a white dress. He could see your nipples through your shirt but he didn't say anything.

A lot of the simple things you did turned Rafe on, when you tie your long hair up, when you move your hair out of your face when laughing, biting your lip out of habit, when you passionately talk about something you love.

It all made Rafe want to rock your world, he didn't want to call it a quick fuck, that's no fun. Plus you were way too hot to only fuck once. So he would have to take your pleasure into consideration.

It was all a peaceful evening for Rafe until you came downstairs in your pyjamas, it was a Brandy Melville two piece. The shorts were to short and showed off half of your ass, and the long sleeve shirt was nearly see through. Of course you wouldn't be wearing a bra.

Rafe was with his two friends, Topper and Kelce. It annoyed him whenever they spoke about how attractive you were, Rafe would think it but never say it out loud.

You skipped down the stairs, your breast bouncing with each skip. The shorts riding up your thighs, "Ward told me to watch the movie with you." You exclaimed.

Toppers jaw hung low, taking in all of your beauty. Topper wouldn't mind leaving Sarah for you, you were a different type of beauty.

Rafe rolled his eyes, "Whatever." Rafe grumbled, acting annoyed but secretly loving the situation you're getting yourself into. Watching as you walked over to the couch and plopped down beside Rafe.

Kelce licked his lips at the sight of you, "Want a blanket? It's gonna get cold." Kelce offered, his hand out with a fluffy blanket.

You nodded your head and took the blanket from Kelce, "Thank you." You smiled at Kelce, snuggling into the blankets warmth.

You were sat in the middle of Rafe and Topper, both of the boys were distracted by your presence. How could someone be so unbearable perfect.

The lust in the air was getting unbearable for Rafe, "I'm gonna put on The Godfather." Rafe spoke up, using the television remote to turn on the iconic movie.

You nodded your head, scooting closer to Rafe and resting your head on his shoulder. You rested your head on your biological brother all of the time so it didn't seem strange to you.

Rafe attempted to focus on the movie, but that was hard to do when he could see right down your shirt. He tried acting casual about wrapping his arm around the back of the couch.

Hours after the movie had finally ended, Topper and Kelce feeling tired. “I think I’m gonna go home, you two take care.” Topper said respectfully, getting off the couch and leaving the house by the front door.

Rafe stared at Kelce, waiting for him to leave. “Ain’t it passed your bedtime?” Rafe joked towards Kelce. Knowing his parents are particularly strict.

Kelce chuckled and shook his head, “Your right… I’m gonna go now.” Kelce stood up, “Bye Rafe… (Y/N).” Kelce mumbled as he walked out of the big houses front doors.

Rafe looked down at you, “You tired yet?” Rafe grunted, glancing at your lips which you noticed but decided to ignore.

You shrugged your shoulders, sitting up and stretching, arching your back with your arms in the air. Only if you knew how intoxicating this was for Rafe.

Rafe watched carefully as you did this, “I…” Rafe was go hypnotized by the curve in your back as you arched it, he wondered if he could make your back arch as he made you feel good.

When you were done stretching you turned to your Rafe, “I think it’s best if we both get some rest.” You suggested, acting as if you hadn’t felt a strange feeling for Rafe currently. You wanted to deny those feelings as much as possible, but they kept growing.

Rafe nodded his head, biting his lip, “Or…” Rafe was feeling brave in this moment. Placing his hand on your lower back, “We could fuck.” Rafe said bluntly.

You gasped, slapping a hand over your mouth and giggling. “You’re kidding… right?” Your giggles stopped when you saw a serious expression on Rafe’s face.

“Don’t you feel something between us?” Rafe wondered, rubbing your back cautiously. The both of you knew how wrong this was, this is why no one ever made a move until now.

You scrunched up your nose while thinking, acting as if you’ve never thought about this before. “But you’re my brother in law…”

Rafe chuckled deeply, shaking his head and rubbing his jaw. “That’s nothing. Just cause are parents are married doesn’t mean we can’t fool around.” Rafe proposed, only if he knew how ridiculous he sounded right now.

“Actually that’s exactly why this is wrong.” You argued, propping yourself closer to Rafe. “But there something about you i need.” You whispered in Rafe ear, sultry and sweet was the way you spoke.

“Fuck…” Rafe grunted, not expecting you to reciprocate his proposal. Watching as you crawled over onto his lap, kissing down his neck.

This is all very unexpected for Rafe, this only ever happened in his head. Never before had he ever expected you to do this to him. Especially because you were the one doing all of the moves he wanted to do on you.

Rafe gently grabbed your throat, pushing you away from his lovesick neck. “I wanted to guide this.” You muttered, “You seem inexperienced.” You added.

This aggravated Rafe a little bit, “Shut up, I got this.” Rafe blurted, his dominant side coming out. How did you think Rafe Cameron was inexperienced? He was known for being a slut.

You smiled excitedly, liking that you got to be submissive instead of being in charge, cause truthfully you didn’t know what you were even doing.

Rafe lightly pushed you onto your back, while holding onto your throat, “I’ve got a burning desire for you (Y/N.)” Rafe husked, letting his fantasies unwind, he could do anything he wanted with you.

You were shocked with the way Rafe used his words, “You make me feel like I’m on a buzz.” You admit, blushing slightly.

Rafe smiled, biting his lip and bringing his hand to the waist band of your shorts. Gently tugging them down, you weren’t wearing panties. Who could have predicted that.

Rafe smirked, kissing your inner thigh as you kicked off the thin material you called shorts. Rafe placed both of his hands on either side of you hips, holding you down onto the couch.

Kissing up to your flower, when he got to it he started licking your wet folds like a mad man. Forget his cocaine addiction, this was way more addictive.

Tasting every inch of your pussy, little whimpers escaping your mouth. Trying to be as quiet as possible since you didn’t want to get caught by either of your parents.

Rafe sucked on your clit, rubbing his face in between your thighs, “Taste so good.” Rafe relished, feeling his shorts tighten around his member, ignoring it since he was so focused on the sweet taste of you.

Rafe gave you one final lick before pulling away from your heat, sitting up in front of your spread legs. Pulling his shorts down to his mid-thighs, eager to feel the insides of you.

You bite your lip as Rafe lined himself up with you, stroking himself to the sight of you. Pure bliss in this moment for the two of you.

“Are you on the pill?” Rafe asked, his voice husky and low. Still stroking himself, he didn’t have a conform with him. It’s not like he was expecting this to happen.

You shook your head, “It’s fine. Just please.” You moaned, bringing your hand down to your clit, rubbing it in circles and your other hand groped your breast. “Please fuck me, Rafe.” You whined out.

Rafe shook his head, “I can’t risk getting you pregnant, you’re still my step-sister after all.” Rafe reminded you, feeling his heart beat a bit faster as you pleasured yourself since Rafe wasn’t.

You rolled your eyes, “Please… at least just the tip.” You begged, biting your lip while looking into Rafe’s eyes. Ecstasy’s in each other’s eyes, getting high off of each others pleasuring eyes.

Rafe smiled, “What was that? I couldn’t hear you over all of the whimpering.” Rafe teased, chuckling a bit to himself. He knows exactly what you want.

“Fuck me hard, please.” You ask nicely, hoping Rafe will do as you asked. Watching as he lets go of his dick and spreads your legs a bit more.

Rafe slowly lined himself up with you, tapping the tip of his penis on your hole. Teasing you after all of the begging, “Hmmm,” Rafe hummed in pleasure.

You impatiently put the tip inside you with your hand, Rafe grabbed your wrist and slammed them into the couches cushion. “Don’t fucking act like a slut.” Rafe whisper shouted in your face.

You nodded your head submissively. Unexpectedly Rafe forced himself inside your hole aggressively, a loud moan escaping your mouth. Rafe slapped his hand on your mouth as the other one held onto your waist.

Rafe slowly bucked his hips into yours, feeling his penis slam into your walls. A delight for the both of you.

As the two of you fucked roughly on the couch, a storm started to form in the skies. It would be noticeable if either of you broke eyes contact.

Rafe grinding into you, your mumbled moan and whimpers into Rafe’s hand. “Good girl, keep quiet for me.” Rafe rasped, his strong hand leaving a red mark on your waist.

You felt like you were on your honeymoon in the middle of a beach, fucking for the first time. But in reality you were on a couch in your step-father’s house, for the second time in your life.

Rafe threw his head back, grunting as his hips snapped into yours. Sweat starting to form on the boys body, his hair now shining in the pale moonlight.

“I’m close.” Rafe warned you, grabbing one of your legs and placing it over his shoulder, slamming into your cervix now. A whole new feeling taking over your body, pain and pleasure.

You moaned out loud, not caring if either of you ever got caught. This was the most divine moment of your life.

You felt Rafe’s cock twitch inside of you, coating your walls with his thick cum as you nearly screamed with orgasming.

Rubbing your clit as your thighs began to shake. Rafe still softly jumping you, riding down from his high. The feeling eventually died down for you as well.

Rafe pulled out of you, his cum slowly dripping out of your vagina, a beautiful sight to see for Rafe. His mind taking a photo of this blissful moment with you.

Rafe lent over and kissed your forehead, “I’ll buy some plan-B tomorrow.” Rafe mumbled into your forehead.

Getting up to go get a towel to clean the both of you.

#rafe cameron #rafe smut #rafe x reader #rafe imagine #drew starkey smut #drew starkey

[athenaswrath]

Until I Found You - Chapter 2

Quinn Hughes x Reader

Word Count: 851

Chapter 1 >Chapter 2< Chapter 3 Chapter 4

When you arrived at the lake house Quinn wasn't there yet, so they decided he was the one crashing on the couch since there were only three rooms and the rest of you were going to sleep in pairs, so it was Trevor and Jamie, Jack and Luke and you with Holtz

While they played football outside, you decided to take a shower to calm your nerves, knowing that I was going to be with them off work for months felt so different, plus Quinn is going to be here any minute, you've heard a lot about him and while Luke and Jack have said that he's so protective over them and he worries a lot they've said that he's quite grumpy, something Nico, Trevor and Cole have confirmed. So you wanted to make a good impression and hopefully your awkwardness was going to allow it just this one time...

"Fuck" you said after you knocked into someone making them spill their beer all over them. Fan-fucking-tastic, there goes your opportunity to get on the good side of the oldest Hughes. "I'm so incredibly sorry, really let me... I can wash your clothes, and grab another beer for you, I wasn't really looking..."

"It's okay, I was going to take a shower now anyways, is nice to meet you" and right after he said that he left and closed the door of the room you just left. To say you were panicking was an understandment the least thing you wanted to do was to make things awkward, he was probably going to complain about you to Jack and Luke, I mean you were the only girl and they were already going to hold some things back because of that...

you don't know how long you've been standing on the corridor when Holtzy grabbed your face "Belle you okay? did you see Huggy?"

"yes... yeah he's.. he said he was going to take a shower" I said pointing at the door while looking down at the wet floor, he followed my sight and I saw understandment flashing on his face "go help the boys downstairs before they set the house on fire I'll clean this... nope, I'll do it" he said before I could interrupt him

When I entered the kitchen the boys were emptying the fridge (Ellen so kindly stored beforehand) trying to find something to defrost. So I sent them to set the table while I prepared something, Jamie being his usual self (a sweetheart that is) came to help me, we've only met a couple of times and for a very short time but he was so easy to get along with. This was the first time he tagged along too, only cause him and Trevor missed each other with Jamie being on the Flyers now. Almost an hour later we took everything to the table where four giant whiny babies were waiting for the food.

We were starting to eat when I heard Quinn running downstairs "Too late, food's gone Huggy Bear" Jack said when he came into view, "This is y/n by the way be nice, I actually like her"

"Wow didn't know you were capable of liking other than yourself" Trevor told him but Jack answered "oh please as if you were any better, you can't even act as if you cared for others" and obviously Trevor's sassiness attacked "because I don't" Jamie, Holtzy and I just looked at each other and smiled.

"Since you won the cup you're less talkative, are you too much for us now Cap?" Trevor told the oldest Hughes while smirking, he knew what he was doing, Jack always tells me that Zegras' favorite pastime is getting on Quinn's nerves "I've always been too much for you Zegras but I'm glad you finally accept it".

They kept throwing snarky comments and while I was glad Quinn didn't mention anything about our encounter, I was still worried that he was upset, so while everyone was getting ready to go to bed, I went downstairs to find Quinn.

"Hey" I said softly "you should go upstairs and sleep there, I mean is your room after all. Holtzy is there but I'm sure Jack or Lu wouldn't mind switching" when he didn't answer I looked at him and he had a small frown while looking intensely at me.

You were caught off guard by the momentary awkwardness that seemed to radiate from him, not used to seeing a Hughes in any other way than the confident and playful boys.

"Thank you, but it's okay if you sleep there. And... I'm sorry, I... What happened earlier was my fault, so you don't have to blame yourself for it, it is nice to finally meet the girl which my brothers feel so close to" he gave me a small smile and headed upstairs where Luke was yelling for him.

With my heart beating slightly faster than usual (which was fast enough already) I slept that night besides a snuggling Holtz, feeling hopeful about having a good time with everyone and a non-uncomfortable interaction with Quinn.

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Note: didn't love this chapter but now that Quinny finally met the reader I'll have more inspiration. Also there's going to be dual POV in the next chapters.

If you have suggestions or you see a mistake (english is not my main language) please let me know!

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes x reader #nhl oneshot #nhl imagine #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes #qh43 #quinn hughes oneshot #hughes brothers

[aalyssah]

Jealous Baby

Pairing: Jealous!Brahms Heelshire x Fem!Reader

Warning: Angst/Fluff. Jealous!Brahms Clingy, Insecure!Brahms? Yelling.

Word Count: 1,344

Summary: Brahms has been clingy and you don't know why.

For the 2 weeks Brahms has been clingy and you don't know why. Usually you appreciate it, but now it's starting to get annoying. You can't do simple things like wash dishes, make up the bed, or cook, you can't even use the bathroom alone!

Currently, you were watching TV and noticed it's almost time for lunch, you tried getting up, but couldn't because Brahms was holding you tight. "Brahms baby you need to let go, it's time for lunch." He didn't say anything but held you tighter, to give a silent no.

"Brahms come on now let go." You struggled trying to get out of his hold. "No! Don't leave!" A child like voice yelled. "Brahms if you don't let go you won't get a good night kiss." With that being said he let out a small whimper and let go and you made your way to the kitchen fix him lunch.

When you gave him lunch he sat having an arm around you while he ate.

Later In The Day

It was dinner time and you struggled again to get Brahms off, but you eventually did. As you were fixing dinner Brahms kept trying to hold your hand. "No Brahms go sit down I'm cooking." You kept telling him to stop but he wouldn't listen. Brahms tried holding your hand which caused you to spill the boiling water on you hand "Ow!!" You yelled in pain.

You turned around and looked up at Brahms with anger in your eyes "Brahms I told you to stop! Now look at what you did! You've been a bad boy just go to your room!" Brahms slowly walked up the stairs, sad. 'Finally I can get something done' you thought.

You were done cooking and called for Brahms but he didn't come down. Although you yelled at him you didn't expect him to ignore you. You went upstairs and knocked on the door "Brahms dinner is ready" No response. You cracked the door and sat the food on the dresser and went to get ready for bed.

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The next morning you woke up to a quiet house. Usually Brahms would be running to your room with cuddling, hugs and kisses, but you didn't get any of that. You decided to brush it off thinking he was sleep. You got ready for the day and went to make breakfast.

Once you we're done making the food you went upstairs to wake him up. You knock on the door and got no response. "Brahms breakfast is ready." Nothing. You opened the door and saw Brahms in the corner. "Brahms love it's time for breakfast." He didn't even look at you, but he got up and went downstairs.

You were kind of surprised, Brahms wasn't one for ignoring you, but you thought he was still mad about last night 'He'll be fine. He'll get over it' you thought once more. (Boy were you wrong.) For 2 WEEKS Brahms stayed in his room. The only time he came out is when he had to use the bathroom. You would say, ‘Come watch TV and cuddle' but he would just ignore you.

"BATH TIME!"

It was bath time. You went upstairs and opened the door "Brahms it's time for a bath!" He just looked at you and went to the bathroom. You turned the water on and got bubbles. He wasn't excited like he normally is. You started washing him but, he kept moving and pushing your hands back "Brahms stop I'm trying to wash you!" You said a little annoyed.

He still wouldn't stop. He grabbed the loofah and started washing himself. You were kind of surprised because he's never done this before. You decided to let him and walked away and got ready for bed. You tried thinking why he was acting like this it's been 2 weeks now. You thought back to 2 weeks ago before this all started and then it hit you like a train.

Flashback

You just took a shower and was getting dressed. Brahms walked in he looked confused in why you were dressed up so nice. "Where are you going? His child voice asked. "With Malcolm, we need more groceries." You turned around and saw how he got sad. You know Brahms has separation anxiety. "Don't worry it should only take 1 hour and I will back." You assured him. Kissing him on the cheek.

2 hours later... 

It's been 2 hours and you knew you told Brahms only 1 but, Malcolm was showing you a carnival that just opened up and you lost track of time. You and Malcolm entered the house. Malcolm was kind enough to stay and help you put the groceries away. He even stayed after that and ya'll talked on the couch in the living room.

Little did you know a sad Brahms was watching you and Malcolm have the time of your life, with another man. It hurt him truly. The thought of you leaving him for another man scared him so he thought maybe he could make you love him by showing affection.

He went back into the walls and cried in bed. He heard his door opened and so he pretended to be asleep and he felt and gave him his kiss. "Goodnight Brahmsy.”

End Of Flashback

It was now morning and you were looking forward to getting your baby boy back. You cooked his favorite breakfast and served it to him in bed. You pulled up his mask to show the his lips kissed him. "Brahms baby I made you breakfast eat up! And then we can go watch a movie with snacks!"

Brahms was confused and wondered why you started to act like you care so much. He was starting to wonder if you loved him. He ate his breakfast made his way downstairs. There he saw you, sitting on the couch the a bowl of popcorn, candy, and drinks on the coffee table. He smiled underneath the mask and made his way over.

He sat far from you "Brahms come here and cuddle." You said. Brahms hesitated for a second but took your word. He slowly made his way over and wrapped his arms around you and put his head in your chest. He waited for you to tell him to stop but you didn't. You even held him closer.

By the end of the movie you and Brahms fell asleep. You woke up to Brahms shaking you. "Wha- What's wrong Brahms?" You asked tiredly "Hungry." he said. You look over the coffee table and saw all the snacks gone. For a moment he got scared thinking you're going to yell at me for eating all the unhealthy stuff but instead you said "Come on let's eat dinner and go to bed."

You cooked him his favorite dinner and ate with him. You let him hold your hand while cooking and sat with him letting your bodies touch. Brahms helped you wash dishes "Brahms you were such a good boy today!" You praised him. You decided you were gonna sleep with him so you changed into your PJs and sat got underneath the covers with Brahms

He hugged you while you played with his hair "Brahms I'm sorry I ignored you and lied to you. I lost track of time." You said "I know you love me and I love you too, I was just having a great time and I wasn’t thinking about the consequences. I promise I will never leave you like that again." You waited for a response.

"I love you too.” He squealed. You couldn't help but smile. "But" You said cutting off the happiness "You can't keep stuff like that away from me if you don't tell me I can't fix the problem, we need to talk more."  "Ok I promise I will" He said.

The rest of the night was filled with giggles kisses and cuddling.

You were glad to have you Baby Boy back.

#brahms heelshire #brahms heelshire angst #brahms heelshire fluff #brahms heelshire imagine #brahms heelshire smut #brahms heelshire x reader #brahms heelshire x you #brahms heelshire oneshot #slasher imagines #slasher smut

[itsscromp]

Home, a place where I can go

To celebrate the reboot of my blog. I have decided to give you all the fluffiest of fluff by the best dad in gaming history. This spin-off idea (which I will call what if's) is courtesy of me and @callofdudes y'all are gonna love it !! What if Simon ran away from home and Price ended up adopting him and years later a young y/n too ?? Warnings: Mentions of abuse and potential inaccuracies (Please let me know if there are any) Word count:4.6K

Simon Riley 'Age 10' has had a hard life, He hated coming home to the endless cycle of abuse from his father, and after the latest incident, he's had enough. Forming a plan two weeks ago to leave, he began to act on it, when he came back from school, he rushed upstairs and grabbed his backpack with his clothes and such. But when he returned downstairs, look who was there to greet him...

"And where the fuck do you think your going mate !!??" Simon could smell the alcohol in his breath. "Leaving..." He said quietly.

"You wouldn't even survive 5 hours on the streets..." He then slowly walked over, If Simon didn't leave soon, he knew what would happen next, So without hesitation he bolted for the door, dodging his dad's arms and heading outside, running as fast as he could. "I'll find you soon Simon!!!!" His dad yelled. But Simon didn't care, he was now free... he was free.

He ran until he couldn't no more, crashing under a nearby bridge, it was cold but it was shaded, away from the rain. He sighed out in relief at the fact he was out and away... from him. He pulled his blanket out from his backpack and wrapped it around him to keep himself safe and warm.

The following afternoon, Simon stayed right under the bridge but he only had a jam sandwich and a couple of snacks on him, he knew that alone wasn't going to last. He watched all the cars drive by from above, making a game for himself to count the cars with the same colours. But then... He noticed one car stopping nearby. His instincts kicking back in... The car looked like his dad's car, So he quickly packed his blanket in his backpack as fast as he could before he could have the chance.

"Woah woah woah... It's ok..." But the person that got out of the car wasn't his dad... it was a young man... In a bright polo shirt. "It's ok... I'm not here to hurt you"

Simon opened his mouth, wanting to scream at him, tell him he was not going with him, not going back to him. But he remained quiet, almost utterly frozen in fear. The young man slowly moved forward with almost a kind smile.

"My name is A/n, I'm from the *adoption agency name* It's ok..." He made it to Simon, showing he wasn't a threat. But the instincts were still on fire inside Simon. No one could be trusted at this point. "Please... it's too cold and dangerous to be out here for someone your age." He offered his hand to Simon.

Simon hesitated greatly, He didn't want to go anywhere, the what-ifs clouded his mind as to think this could be a trap. But a part of his mind was screaming safety very softly, He was right. It was very cold, He didn't have any food and he'd be in danger the longer he stayed out. So slowly and hesitantly, he took A/n's hand. To which he smiled and slowly went back to the car with him, Nice and warm as Simon hopped in.

They soon arrived at the agency where A/n showed him a spare room. "Are you hungry ??" He asked Simon, to which the loud growling of his stomach gave the answer away. "I'll be right back ok ??" He smiled and went to find him some food.

Simon sat down on the bed, soft and comfortable. But his guard was still up, again what if this was a trap. He wasn't used to this amount of kindness before. A/n soon came back with a plate of fresh hot food and handed it to Simon. He ate the food as A/n sat down next to him. "Can you tell me your name ??" He asked. But Simon froze... If he told him, would he know who he is ?? He sat there for a little while trying to fight his own thoughts in his head. "It's ok... take your time" A/n gently reassured him. After a bit he finally and quietly said. "Simon"

3.5 months later

While there, Simon was still a little quiet, but he opened up a small bit, telling A/n he doesn't want to go back home, and how he's scared to go back home, telling him about some of the stuff his dad does... to him. Which immediately concerned him, So he reassured him that he would find a safe space for him when the time came... and it may have arrived.

John Price always dreamed of being a dad, To show one child all the love and affection he had in him. But military life had been straining that dream tight, So he decided to act on that dream now rather than wait, he went to multiple adoption agencies nearby, But the suitable matches weren't going anywhere in London. So he broadened his expansion to Manchester.

A/n was busy filling out some paperwork when he saw Price walk in. "Oh hello sir, How can I help you ??" He smiled at him. "Hi, I was looking into adopting if that's ok ??" He asked him.

"Oh that's wonderful, Come, have a seat" He and Price began the formal interview, Price really didn't want to get his hopes up during the whole thing. But then... "I do think we may have a child who would love your company" He smiled and passed him a file. Price opened it to reveal the file of a child named Simon Riley, As he read it, He couldn't help but feel very sad. This poor kiddo, he just wanted to wrap him in the softest blanket and make him a nice hot cocoa. "Would you like to meet him ??" A/n offered, to which Price nodded. "Of course"

The two then went to his room and A/n knocked on his door. "Simon, may I come in ??" He asked.

"Yes..." He answered.

"Just wait out here" A/n whispered to price as he entered the room. "Hey... How are you feeling ??"

"Ok" He answered bluntly.

"Simon... There's someone I'd like you to meet, He is really interested in adopting you, Isn't that exciting ??" He smiled, but Simon froze up. The fear returned to him. "N...No..." He grew scared.

"Simon, I promise I'll still be here, I'll be in the room ok ??" He gently reassured him. After a bit of convincing. Simon agreed to let Price meet him. "You can come in now" He opened the door a bit and walked back in, Price entered the room saw Simon and smiled. "Hey kiddo" He greeted. "Hi..." Simon said, not making eye contact with price. Price gently walked over and sat next to him, seeing the comic book in Simon's hand. "Bit of a batman fan are we ??" He inspected the cover, Simon nodding. He loved batman with his life.

It was a little quiet before Simon started to make very small talk, It was going smoothly for a little while but Price could see he was still very hesitant. So he asked A/n to meet him outside for a little bit. "I understand if he's a little quiet..." A/n tried to say.

"No, it's not that... Would it be ok if we just did a trial weekend ?? Help him warm up a little bit." He asked him. "Oh... yes yes, of course, Let me run it with him ok ??' He asked and Price nodded. Entering back in the room, A/n sat next to him. "Simon, Could I ask you something ??' He asked, Simon looked at him briefly and nodded slowly. "Mr price really would love to get to know you, He's asked if it's ok with you, Would you like to stay a weekend with him ??"

Simon's eyes went slightly wide, New fears ran all over his head, what if it could happen all over again... No, don't be so stupid, they wouldn't be that stupid... Would they ?? "I understand it sounds very scary, But we promise, just one weekend, If you didn't like it in the end that's ok too"

Simon thought about it for a little while, It was just one weekend and that was it. So... He decided to give it a go. After packing for a weekend, Simon followed Price back to his car and hopped in, beginning the drive. "You comfortable back there kiddo ?? It's gonna be a bit of a drive" Price looked back as Simon nodded to him. Soon beginning the drive to London.

Simon remained quiet for the entirety of the drive, Looking out the window and seeing things roll past him. Price sometimes looked back in the rearview mirror, seeing him. Hopefully, he does a good job. Soon arriving back in London, They made it back to Price's house, The two getting the much-needed stretches in. "Always a good feeling hey ??" Price smiled at him. Simon remained quiet and nodded, Following price to the door as he unlocked it.

He invited Simon inside, Slowly walking in, the first thing he saw was family photos on the wall. It made him feel slightly ill looking at them, Why couldn't he have that ?? He then spotted a TV in the living room and an arrangement of DVDs on a bookshelf. Looking through them, He noticed there were a lot of different types of movies, Back with... him, it was always very violent and scary movies. But with Price, he had a whole different taste. "Come, I'll show you your room." He smiled, leading Simon to the spare bedroom A nice big bed with freshly made sheets. "You look tired, Do you need to rest ??' Price asked. Simon yawned and nodded. "Ok, I'll be downstairs if you need me" Price smiled and gently closed the door.

Simon took off his shoes and crawled into the bed, Gently closing his eyes, Getting the needed rest after a very long drive. A couple hours later, he was awoken by... Some delicious smells. What could they be ??

He got up and crept down the stairs, Seeing Price cook dinner, It looked like... Lasagna... He could also hear Price hum to himself as he was singing something to the tune of the radio. As Price placed the lasagna in the oven, he noticed Simon and smiled, walking over gently. "Hey there kiddo, Sleep ok ??" Simon nodded at the question before saying "I did..."

Price smiled and gently brought his hand to Simon's head, Gently ruffling it. Simon couldn't help but twitch a smile briefly. No one has ever done this... The name of endearment, the physical affection, it was all new to him. "You wanna watch a movie ??" Price offered, Simon slowly nodded and followed Price to the living room. He sat down on the couch and kicked his legs slightly as Price went to the DVD cabinet and picked out a couple of movies, Going back to Simon, he showed him what there was on offer.

Chicken run... prince of Egypt... ... a bug's life... Simon stared at the cases for a little while before ultimately handing 2 back to Price and chose Chicken Run. "That one ??" He nodded. Price smiled, placed the DVDs back, popped the current movie into the player and started the movie, sitting next to Simon. He was intrigued by the premise of the movie, eyes glued to the screen. Price smiled as he saw him watching the movie, Inviting him to snuggle closer... Simon saw it and stared at him for a little bit before looking back at the screen. Maybe not just yet.

Price heard the bell of the oven ding and went over to serve the plates. Coming back to Simon with some cutlery and a tea towel, he offered him the fresh hot plate. "Careful now, It's still a little hot" Price warned Simon. "Thank you..."

Simon stared at his plate for a little bit, It looked... really delicious. "I make a killer lasagna" Price said to him proudly with a wink. Simon soon took the cutlery, cutting into it and taking a bite after blowing on it... Oh... It was... So delicious !!! Price smiled as he saw Simon happily eat his food. Once finished, Simon was a happy fed boy. But then... Another thing he was never asked back then... "Would you like some ice cream ??" He was never allowed to have ice cream after dinner. It was very strange, But he ended up saying... "Yes please"

Price nodded and got up, taking the empty plates with him and soon grabbing two bowls and a spoon, Taking the tub of ice cream out of the freezer, he scooped some up and placed them into the bowls. Handing it back to Simon. "There we go" he smiled as he sat back down.

Simon slowly ate as the movie continued, He felt... Like he was seen, He was being helped... He couldn't control his wobbly lip and the tears in his eyes as he snuggled up to price. This man made him feel... safe. Price noticed and smiled wide, wrapping an arm around Simon as the movie continued. Once it was finished, Price looked at him. "Did you enjoy that kiddo ??" He rubbed his arm gently.

"I... I did... Thank you, Mr Price" he said, snuggling impossibly closer to him. Price smiled and then soon, mischief took over him. Creeping his other arm around him, he then began... The tickle attack !!!, Simon gasped before launching into an array of giggles. Trapped in the clutches of Price's ticklish fingers "My my kiddo, So ticklish you are" He chuckled as he continued to tickle Simon's sides.

In that moment... Simon was home... He felt at home...

4 years later.

Simon *now age 14* has been living with Price for 4 years and their bond became unbreakable. He saw Price as a father figure, and even started calling him dad. Price loved Simon with everything within him. But he had a spare room in the house and more room in his heart for one more.

"Simon, can I talk to you about something ??" He sat down on the couch, inviting Simon.

"Hey Dad, What's up ??" Simon sat down next to him.

"How would you feel... If we opened up our home for one more ??" He smiled softly.

Simon sat there thinking about it, The thought of having... a sibling... That's nerve-wracking for a multitude of reasons... But like Price, he had room in his heart for one more as well. So with that, he agreed.

Price then decided to keep it close to home this time as he then went to the adoption agency in London again. But when he walked into the door, he saw a familiar face. "A/n ??"

A/n looked up and saw him, smiling "John, What a surprise"

Price smiled "What bring's you to London ??"

"Oh, they transferred me to the London Centre, It's been pretty fun. How is Simon doing anyway ??"

"Simon is doing good, He's really settled and I know he's happy." Price smiled wide, His kiddo was everything.

"Oh, that is absolutely amazing to hear"

"It is, I'm really proud of him"

"I'm glad he's doing nicely, So what can I do for you ??" He smiled, inviting price to sit.

"I had a talk with Simon and he's comfortable enough that I think another amazing addition to our house would make us all happy"

A/n nodded, smiling. "Oh wonderful, Ok let's get started then"

So once again the formal interview happened to match Price with a child. And then, they found one. A/n, passed a file to price.

"Y/n l/n" *age 12* Price opened the file and read through it.

"Poor child, Their mother kicked them out of the house and they had no family to go to... We found them on the streets and they've been mostly quiet"

Almost how Simon was found... "Can I talk to them ???" He asked. "Of course"

So they got up and walked to your room, A/n knocking on the door. "Y/n ??, I have someone I'd like you to meet"

"Come in..." You said hesitantly as the door opened.

"Y/n, this is John Price. He wants to meet and talk with you for a bit if that's ok ??"

You looked at him briefly and at Price who greeted you with a kind smile and nodded to you. You slowly nodded, indicating yes. "I'll leave you two be" A/n stepped outside as Price entered the room. "Hey y/n, can I sit ??"

You scooched over slowly, Indicating his invitation to do so. He sat down next to you, But not enough to intrude on your space. Seeing a book in your hand. "You like to read ??"

"Sometimes... depends on what it is" You answered him.

"Do you have a favourite genre ???"

"I like... sci-fi and thrillers"

"Nice, I'm a thriller kinda guy, but sci-fi gets thrown in there too" He smiled

"Oh yeah ??"

"Yeah. Have you ever read Sherlock Holmes?? It's one of my favourite book series"

You sat there thinking for a bit. "Hmmm no, I don't think I have"

"Maybe you'd like it. I think it's pretty good, but maybe you wouldn't that's ok too" He smiled.

You and Price continued to get to know each other for the next hour, You slowly began to open up a fair bit, telling Price about your hobbies and interests, even pulling out your figurine from your backpack. "This is Jason Todd, or red hood, He's from the Batman universe." You showed him.

"Oh wow, that's really cool... Y/n, I have a son back at home, His name is Simon and he is similar to you. If you were to meet him and see if you two got along, would you like that ??"

"I guess so..." You went quiet again... The whole situation was a tad bit daunting. You knew he meant well.

He could see the look on your face... He didn't want to force you into anything "What if I stop by later today or tomorrow so you two can spend some time together, Don't feel too pressured, only if you'd be comfortable."

You nodded gently "Ok..."

"It was lovely to meet you Y/n" He smiled and got up, Heading back home, Simone heard him enter the doorway "How did it go ??" Simone asked, Looking up from the tv.

"It went well, I met a kid named y/n, Would it be ok if I brought you over to meet them, I'd think you too would get along" He smiled softly.

"Yeah..." Simon was a little nervous, would you like him ??, Would they be freaked out by the mask ?? *Simon wears a skull surgical mask* He was very hesitant... But... he believed he was ready to be a sibling again.

Heading back to the centre with Simon in tow, A/n guided them to your room and knocked on the door. "Come in..." You said, Price entered the room first before Simon. "Hey again y/n, I brought my son Simon with me" He smiled. Simon stood behind him, quietly staring at you for a bit before waving a little.

"Hi..." You waved back.

He was a bit hesitant, Seeing if you were ok with his presence at first, But you didn't seem hesitant... so that's a good start. So Price gently turned to Simon, Softly smiling and nodding in the direction, He came over to you and sat next to you.

"Hi"

"Hey" He greeted

"Cool mask"

"Thanks... Most people are kind of freaked out by it"

"Well... I think it's cool"

"Thanks... Dad tells me you like to read ??' He tries to start a conversation with you.

"Yeah." You then showed him the book you were reading. A book called Wonder.

Simon inspected it for a bit, Slowly relaxing and sort of sitting on the edge of the bed. "This looks good"

"It is, I'm liking it so far." Price saw a slight shift in your body language, in a more positve note,

"What's your favourite ??' You asked.

"I'm into horror" He answered.

"Oh yeah ?? What's your favourite ???"

"I like Stephen King, I got to read the shining a couple months ago too"

"Nice, I've always wanted to read Carrie, that looks cool"

"I think I remember liking that one"

Price remained silent, soon slipping away outside to give you two the space you wanted, the atmosphere settled down, and it was comfortable. The two were engaging in a full conversation like you had with Price. It was nice, Simon could see why Price liked you, You were kind, and he didn't think he'd mind you becoming a part of the family, Soon price came back inside.

"How are you kiddo's going ??" He smiled

"Doing good" Y/n answered.

Simon nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we're doing good"

"That's great, I'm glad you two are getting along"

"Simon is really cool" You smiled softly.

Simon smiled as well under the mask. "Y/n is nice and cool as well"

This in turn makes Price smile. "Yeah ??" He then turned to you "Y/n, I know it's a lot all at once, but... If you two talked it out, would you want to come home with us ??"

"Oh..." You went quiet, Simon noticed this too.

"That's ok, It doesn't have to be right away. There's no pressure, I promise"

"Could you give us a minute ??" You asked price, To which he agreed and stepped out and nodded, Simon could see your hesitancy. "You guys are cool... But I don't know..."

Simon gently shifted and scooted over. "I know it's a huge step. But believe me, I was in the same position as you. I was... terrified of going home with John before, But he's really kind and he's given me everything i need and more, I know he wouldn't hesitate to do the same for you."

You continued to think about it... But the thoughts of your mom came back to you... the yelling, the stuff being thrown... You couldn't help but think that if you went back with them... It would happen all over again... "I... I can't... I'm too scared... Of it happening all over again, My mom... She used to do many things... Made me very scared... And I'm scared that if I go with you guys it'll happen all over again." You admitted. "I can't help but think... It'll happen all over again." You looked down at the floor, sad.

Simon hesitated for a bit until he gently placed his hand on your shoulder, softly squeezing it. "Y/n..." He hesitated for a bit, it was still too painful to talk about. "I understand that, I know what that's like, I'll say that much. I've lived with him for 4 years and haven't once thought I wasn't loved, With all the stuff I went through and the damage he had to repair... He just wants to love you and give you what you deserve and need, That's why he's here" He squeezed your shoulder again. "I know, I know how you feel. I was just as scared about that. But he's given me more love than I thought possible"

Listening to that, you started to have a change of heart. Maybe... Simon was right, Maybe Price really wanted to help you. "Ok... I'll give it a chance" You nodded, turning to Simon.

He smiled a little under his mask.

Price then came back inside after a bit. "Have you given it a bit of thought y/n ??"

You nodded. "I'll give you a chance"

With that, Price smiled wide and nodded. Like Simon, you were given a weekend with the two. So you packed your bag, and before you knew it, you were in the car with them heading to their home... Possibly your home too.

You arrive at their house soon after. "Woah..." It was a relatively big house.

"Welcome home" Price smiled, Opening the door for you.

"Thank you" You smiled softly and entered, It was nice and cozy.

"Come on, I'll show you your room" Simon said to you and guided you upstairs, Placing your bag down as you sat down on the bed. "It's nice and comfy hey ??" He smiled softly at you. "Yeah, Where's your room ??"

"This used to be mine, But dad let me use the basement as my room" He said.

Speaking of Price. "The room nice and cozy ??' He asked you.

"It is, Thank you" You nodded.

"I'll get dinner started shortly, you two keep each other company eh ??"

Simon turned to you "Come on, I'll set up my XBOX in the living room" He rushed downstairs, You hightailing. XBOX ?? You liked XBOX.

He then set everything up, sitting down and passing you a controller. "I got halo 2 or sonic heroes" He said to you, showing you the cases. You looked at them for a little bit. Interesting choices, In the end, You ended up with halo 2.

Simon placed the disk in and the game started, soon the two of you were having fun, Price could see you start to warm up more to Simon. It was like the two of you were Immediately best friends. He soon eventually came over to you two. "Dinner will be ready soon kiddos" He smiled, gently squeezing Simon's shoulder and ruffling your hair, to which you giggled. "Hey" You fixed it up. It was the first time Price heard you laugh.

"I think it looks better this way" He smirked, ruffling it again. "Stop" You giggled again.... and soon he slipped his hands under your shoulders, Get em Simon" He smiled. Simon get's your waist and the two start tickling you, Launching you into further giggles and laughs

"Gotcha kiddo" Price chuckled, tickling you harder, making you squeak out your laughs.

"Your just as ticklish as Simon" He smirked as he continued. "So so ticklish you are"

"Stohohoho....Stohohoho..." You said in between laughs.

"They almost had it Dad" Simon looked up at him.

"They did, So close y/n, try again" He smirked.

Happy tears started to emerge from your eyes as you finally got out. "STOHOHOHOHOHOHP"

"There it is" They finally let you go. You smiled, curling in on yourself. Price ruffling your head again. Soon the oven dinged, and dinner was ready. Simon bolted to the kitchen as dinner was being served. You weren't too far. He served you... His iconic lasagna. "This looks delicious" You said as he sat down.

"Eat away kiddo" He smiled as you all started to eat, Like Simon, this was the best thing you ever had. It was just so delicious. You didn't even realise you burped once you finished. "Sorry..." You apologised, but then Simon did you one better and let out a louder, longer burp. "Excuse me dad" Which made you giggle. Price chuckled softly and turned to you. "It's ok."

Once dinner was done, You and Simon went back to your halo match as the bond between you two grew... And then, you made your decision...

"Mr price, can I talk to you."

"Of course kiddo what's up ??" He smiled softly at you.

You turned to Simon and back to him before looking at your hands shyly, Trying to come up with the words. "It's ok take your time." He reassured before Simon saw you and walked to the entrance of the kitchen.

With a deep breath... "I... I want to stay with you guys... Not for one weekend."

You wanted to be adopted into their family, Your family. Price smiled so wide and soon pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead. Simon didn't hesitate and rushed over to you. Hugging you tightly. Making you giggle, You were home...

You were home.

A/N: A great way to start the new blog by breaking my own word count record :D

Taglist: @callofdudes @fun-k-board

#platonic #reader insert #john price #captain john price #john price x reader #simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #captain john price x reader #call of duty #call of duty imagine #call of duty x reader

[ist4rgirlo]

Hi I have another Conrad fisher x sister request so reader goes swimming and her leg gets stung by a jellyfish and she gets out of the water and goes back to the house and calls Conrad from upstairs and he comes downstairs and makes her sit on the kitchen counter so he can clean it and he comforts her when it stings ( idk if u write for jere if u don’t forget this part if u do please add that he hears her crying downstairs and hugs her to help her move less to like hold her down and comfort her ) and throughout the day Conrad monitors her temp to make sure she doesn’t get a fever <3 ( this is long and so detailed idk if it’s a good or a bad thing I’m sorry also u don’t have to write it now or like at all if you don’t feel like writing platonic ik 3 requests in a row is a lot so tyt and write it when u feel like it <3 ) 

ONE SHOT !

Summary: Jeremiah and Conrad taking care of their sister.

Warnings: JUST FLUFF, maybe a little bit swearing and crying.

Requested by: Anonymous

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''Connie!'' she exclaimed. I heard my mother yelling loudly, her voice sounded concerned -- here I was, being stung by a jellyfish and crying like a little baby because of the sting I got.

There were two of us in the kitchen when Conrad came running downstairs, looking for mom. The second he saw us, he immediately ran towards us, his eyebrows furrowed, and his voice filled with worry "What happened?"

"Well your sister was trying to surf earlier, I told her no because there would jellyfishes out there but she wouldn't listen!" Mom scolded me, I looked at Conrad with tears in my eyes -- his mouth frowning.

I saw Conrad going beside my mom, rubbing her shoulder, "She's going to be fine, don't worry. I'll clean it mom" my mom just nodded before she went back upstairs to continue cleaning.

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"IT BURNS!!!" As I screamed, I got up from my seat and sat down on the floor, lying down there sobbing like crazy, I heard Jeremiah run down the stairs, he immediately running to the kitchen after hearing me scream.

"Connie please PLEASE make it go away" I yelled.

"What happened, Connie? y/n?"

"She got stung by a jellyfish"

"Oh you poor girl" Jeremiah frowned before walking towards me, holding onto me -- trying to keep me calm as much as possible.

Conrad panicked, "Shh shh, you're going to be alright okay okay". He went and grabbed me and sat me down on the kitchen counter while Jeremiah was by my side for emotional support.

"Okay, I have to clean so It might sting okay" Conrad said, going towards the cabinet to get some peroxide then kneeling down so he can see my feet better.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH" I yelled, accidentally hitting Conrad on the head. Jeremiah chuckled, laughing at me and Conrad.

Conrad winced, looking up at me and glaring at me. I just smiled awkwardly. "I'm sorry" he just smiled and went back into cleaning my feet.

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After Conrad had cleaned my feet, they decided to put me into a bathtub and soak my feet in hot water for a while.

He then set me down on the couch so that he could monitor me every so often and also see if I had any bad reactions to the sting as a result of it. After that he made sure that I was asleep.

Throughout the day, Jeremiah sat beside me till I felt better, he was just there comforting me, making sure that I'm okay. Conrad would come and bring me food and he would always check whether or not I was okay.

"You okay, sis?" Conrad sat down beside me -- patting my head. Jeremiah looked at me and smiled.

"I'm alright now, thanks to you guys" I smiled up a him and Jeremiah before leaning my head on Conrad's shoulder -- feeling myself drift to sleep.

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this one is kinda short so im sorry about that !! im trying to work on something which i am very excited bout :)) if y'all have requests just lmk !!

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[brownsugarwrites]

Can't get enough.

continuation of superstar (read first!) ❥ warnings: smut. fluff. angst. slow burn. spanking as a use of punishment. crying. hair pulling. oral (m receiving). alcohol. reader is tipsy but is still consenting. sub!reader. yearner johnny.

❥ wc: 3.9k (😵‍💫)

❥ an: wow. this is a doozy. took me about a week and a half to write this but I can say this is best thing I’ve written in my hobby as a writer. special shoutouts to @lxnarphase & @dejwrld this is also dedicated to them. enjoy 🤍

Groaning softly as the sun poured into his eyes waking him up before turning over to see you not by his side. It was only 7:30 am when did you leave?

“Maybe she just downstairs,” he thought hoping you were there

Putting on a pair of pants he swiftly went downstairs to the living room to see you were there. Starting to break a sweat he checked every part of his house to see if there were any signs of you.

There wasn't.

You had left in the early hours without even leaving a note. Taking out his phone he quickly dialed your number to contact you. 

Your sweet voice rang in his ear as your voicemail message played

Calling you 5 times over you kept sending him straight to voicemail obviously not wanting to talk. Rolling his eyes he texted you back to back asking why you were ignoring him, and why you left. He was worried he had done something wrong. Maybe he was too rough or mean during sex or just maybe you didn't want this as much as he did.

Sitting on your L-shaped couch you looked out our balcony window to see the waves crashing into the shore as your TV played in the background. Hearing your phone ping constantly you saw a stream of messages coming from Johnny himself asking why you left and why you weren't answering the phone.

Putting his notifications mute you threw your phone to the other side of the couch and put your head face first into the decorative pillow.

“And she left without any notice? Wow, she pulled a you on you” Kenshi said before sipping his whisky.

“Now is not the time for jokes. I've been blowing up her phone for the past two weeks” he exclaimed pacing around his front room

His best friend watched as he continued to mumble to himself and tap on his phone to see if there was any trace of you on social media.

“Honestly Johnny, why do you think she's ignoring you right now?” Kenshi asked curiously

“I dont know! That's what I'm trying to figure out jackass.” he grunted plopping down on the loveseat “I took her out for drinks to celebrate and then we came back and had sex. She was ok with all of it. At least I think”

“Maybe she's just overwhelmed that she had sex with her cast mate. I just think she needs time to come around.” 

“I gave her two weeks-”

“Two weeks of blowing up her phone. I'm surprised she didn't block you” Kenshi responded rolling his eyes before setting his glass down. “Look… give her space. She's not gonna talk to you if you keep pestering her.” 

Sighing deeply Johnny ran his hand over his face defeated before giving a small “ok” 

Later that night E! News poured out of his surround sound speakers as he mindlessly scrolled on his phone getting ready for his first round of interviews for the upcoming movie. But, he was stopped in his scrolling when he saw you pop up on his screen.

Your bronze skin was illuminated by an artificial light as you smiled getting your hair combed and set by your hairstylist. 

Even though you spent most of your life in front of the camera you can't help but be a little shy sometimes, especially for social media. He thinks it's the cutest thing when you give that side smile before giggling a bit.

Watching you on a loop he quickly snapped out of his neverending gaze and shut his phone off before running his hands through his hair cursing to himself.

“So yeah, after that whole ordeal, I got up and left,” you told your nail tech who happened to be your best friend as well

“So, you fuck your costar get scared then leave”

“I wouldn't say I got scared but-”

“But what? Girl, you literally have this man on his hands and knees and you're not taking advantage of that,” she responded taking a break from filing your nails

Chewing the inside of your cheek you were annoyed to admit that she was right.

“I just feel like we crossed a very thin line between coworkers” you contested

Rolling her eyes she let your hand go and set down all of her materials.

“You know what I think? He always liked you and finally got his chance once you two were working on that movie. That thin line was gone as soon as you stepped into that board room. And I think you like him too.” she responded

Silence filled the air as ‘Go Gina’ by Sza softly played through the speakers. Your mind went blank as she admitted the truth you secretly lived in.

Maybe you did like him. Maybe you were scared of the next steps in the relationship the two of you created. 

There was no maybe. This was definite. You hated to admit your best friend was right. 

Moving your hair out of your face your nails clicked away as you scrolled on Twitter to see all the red carpet looks for the night.

Like always, you were late. You sat in the back of the blacked-out truck on the way to the theater where the award show was being held. You hoped that you were still able to catch the red carpet and have a chance to take pictures.

Looking up from your phone you realized you were close to the venue and prepared to exit the car. Coming to a halt, your door was quickly opened by security and you were met with a quick flash. 

Stepping out of the vehicle with the help of security you raised your head moving your hair out of your face before waving to the fans in the crowd. Reminding yourself to give quick autographs before making your way to the main red carpet area.

As you posed many calls of your name of your name could be heard throughout. As the sound of your name filled the room his ears perked up and quickly turned to the other end of the carpet.

Standing stunned on the other end Johnny stared at your angelic state. The champagne dewdrop dress adorned your body perfectly as you posed for the cameras.

Your bronze skin glowed under the lights as the body waves draped over your shoulder graced by a diamond headpiece. 

As you walked forward he watched as you mingled amongst the other actors and gave out hugs with your dazzling smile. 

“Are you gonna talk to her or sit here and drool all over the floor?” Kenshi said snapping him out of his mind

“No, she's busy right now I would hate to interrupt her” 

Side eyeing his friend he was astonished at who stood beside him. Thee Johnny Cage who is flamboyant in anything that he does. The one who doesn't care if he stops in the middle of an interview to talk to a friend. He was whipped for you and didn't realize it. 

Still staring at you he felt as if time slowed as the two of you locked eyes with each other. He watched as your eyes widened slightly revealing your brown irises before sending a teasing wink. Your head quickly snapped back to the group of ladies you were talking to currently.

Before he could walk over he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“It's time to go over the details for you announcing tonight's winner Mr.Cage,” one of the production assistants said before guiding him to the production area

“I curious to know who will announce this award with me tonight?” he inquired

“Hmmm as of now no one Mr.Cage.” 

“Is it possible for me to request a partner?” 

As you walked towards your seat you saw someone approach you rather quickly 

“I'm so sorry this is last minute but we need you to present an award tonight.” 

You felt your nose scrunch up in confusion. You weren't notified of this months ago when people started finding out they were chosen to present. 

“I think this is a mistake. I wasn't notified of this” You smiled gently but were still confused about what the change was about

“I know and I apologize but you will just read off the teleprompter then the envelope. It is rather easy” She assured you eyes shining with enthusiasm 

Reluctantly agreeing to this you were escorted to your seat as the show began. 

You watched as the nominees won their awards and the few musical guests who were there for the night. 

Soon you were called backstage to prepare to present the award. As you waited patiently you heard two voices come backstage. Your head tilted slightly because you were under the impression you were presenting alone. Soon the voice started to become familiar. Feeling like a deer in headlights the two of you soon locked eyes before Johnny waved to you.

“Haven't seen you around sweetheart. You look stunning tonight” 

This was his plan all this time. He was getting annoyed with the cat-and-mouse game you were playing with him. It seemed like this was the only way to get to you without you running away

“This has to be a fucking joke,” you whispered to yourself 

“This was last minute as you may know. Is this ok?” the backstage crew asked.

As you nodded your head the PA disappeared just before the cameras went back live. 

“Why are you ignoring me pretty girl?” he asked

Taking a deep breath you felt your stomach flip at the pet name. 

“We’re not talking about this right now.” 

“When will we be able to? I'm tired of chasing after you sweetheart.” 

Feeling your face heat in embarrassment you quickly turned towards the stage to prepare to walk on the stage

Before words could fall out of his mouth the production assistant told you two that the show was coming back on as he placed the envelope in your hand. You heard Johnny tell you to take hold of his arm as you walked on stage. But before you could rebuttal you heard your names being called and quickly held onto his arm as you made your way to the mic.

Letting go of his arm Johnny began to speak from the teleprompter introducing the category being presented

“...Here are this year’s nominees” he finished before the lights fell for the video presenting all of the nominees played 

Once the video ended you leaned into the mic to announce the winner. As their name tumbled out of your mouth the crowd erupted into cheers as the two of you left the mic to stand on the left side of the stage.

Feeling a hand on your lower back you took a glance at Johnny with a confused face before turning back to stand in the assigned spot. 

As you watched the winner give their acceptance speech you felt Johhny’s hand move from your back to wrap around your waist 

“I'm serious we need to talk after this” he whispered in your ear

You tried to ignore the way your body went into flames at feeling him so close to you as you got a whiff of his cologne. Remaining resilient you gave a stern look before scoffing quietly and turned your attention back to the awardee. 

As the speech finished up you began to clap giving a small smile before getting escorted off stage.

Your heels furiously clacked on the floor as your name could be heard from down the hall. You went as fast as your heels could take you as you wanted to avoid all interaction with Johnny

“Slow down sweetheart please-” he started

“No! Stop following me” you spat

Lightly jogging toward you he caught up quickly before grabbing your arm 

“What do you want?” you asked 

“I want you to stop playing games with me. Not only did you get up and leave after what we did but you ignored me for weeks on end. I am tired of playing these childish games with you.”

You stood quietly trying to formulate your words to the best of your ability. He had a point. You couldn't rebuttal anything he was saying. You felt queasy. You didn't know he felt so strongly about this. You felt your nails dig into your palms as you looked up at him with no words

“Say something. Please” he whispered pushing you against the wall.

Closing your eyes you let out a shaky breath as his breath fanned over your neck placing soft but teasing kisses there causing a weak whine to escape from your mouth. 

“I know you feel the same angel just say something” he begged.

Your mind started to get hazy as you got overwhelmed feeling more kisses being placed on your neck eventually going down to your collarbone,

Becoming frustrated with your silence he swiftly grabbed the back of your neck and kissed you deeply. His free arm wrapped around you and pulled you closer to him. As he pulled away he watched as the small string of saliva connected to the two of you. 

Not getting the chance to look in your eyes you pulled away hastily and rushed down the hall to leave. Letting you leave he ran a hand over his face in frustration before going back to the award show.

On your ride home, you couldn't help but think about what he was saying. He did deserve an explanation. You hated you shut down the way that you did. 

But it was so hard for you to say what you wanted in fear of things not working out. Putting in all that effort just to end up heartbroken did make sense to you. It wasn't worth it. 

You got a text from a friend sending an address of where the after-party was being hosted. 

You swiftly changed your clothes and refreshed your perfume and makeup before heading to your car to leave for the night.

As you pulled up to the valet lane of the nightclub you exited the car and gave your keys to the valet driver.

The bass of the music blared through your ears as you tried to find your friend. Seeing a hand wave at you from the crowd you smiled as you made your way to the section she brought. Opening your arms to give out hugs you mingled amongst the crowd before being handed a shot. 

As the liquor flowed through your body you felt your body sway to the music holding your dress down as it threatened to rise. Hearing a “let's go dance!” from your friend before being dragged to the dance floor. 

Singing along to the Rihanna song that blasted through the speakers you grinded on your friend sensually enjoying the way the liquor made you feel loose.

Not caring about anything you didn't notice the way your friend's body was replaced with a firm build as they wrapped around your abdomen.

“Keep moving like that and I'm taking you home” a deep voice ringing in your ear

Freezing at the sound of Johnny’s voice you stopped your movements and tried to pull away. Holding you tighter he kissed your neck gently as you mewled softly 

"I'm not letting you go this time"

“I have to go to the bathroom” you quickly said before walking away feeling Johnny’s hand capture yours before you could get off the dance floor.

Standing outside of the women's bathroom door he waited patiently for you to come out. 

You stood against the door conflicted about what you wanted to do. Part of you wanted to leave again and the other wanted to hear him out and actually talk.

You were petrified. The liquor didn't help either. Taking a deep breath you peeked your head out and told him to come in. Making sure no one was looking he came in before you locked the door. 

“What's wrong?” 

“I wanna apologize. Ignoring you was wrong I was just…scared about what would happen between us.” you started before you got to rambling

Watching you blabber about your feelings made him smile slightly. Who knew drinking got you all sensitive like this?

Coming closer to you he cupped your face gently before kissing you passionately shutting you up.

Kissing him back you threw your arms around his neck and pushed yourself further into him. You felt him grab your waist as he set you on the sink counter before pulling away seeing a tear roll down your face

“‘M sorry” you whispered

“‘S ok pretty girl no need to cry. You didn't do anything wrong” he reassured you 

Kissing you again you moaned softly into his mouth scooting yourself closer off the sink gripping on his shirt. Feeling your body heat up at the way he rubbed soft circles on your hips you felt your panties start to stick to you 

“Please I need you bad” you whispered almost embarrassedly.

Hearing those words fall from your mouth he watched as you looked at him with soft but pleading eyes. He felt his pants get tighter at your declaration restraining himself from taking you in the nightclub bathroom.

Saying nothing he helped you down fixed your dress and pulled you out of the bathroom.

Luckily his apartment wasn't too far from where the nightclub was so it didn't take long to get to his place.

The air was tense on the ride up the elevator. As yall mouths moved with each other with each floor yall went up.

“God you’re so perfect” he admitted before kissing you again. 

He didn't expect his night to go like this but god was he grateful to have you in his arms.

Hearing the ding of the elevator the two of you stepped off before entering his apartment and holding you against the door.

Your hands found their way to his belt buckle as you started to rub up and down on his bulge. Groaning at your touch he aided you in rubbing his semi-hard on before pulling away. 

Guiding you to the couch he sat down spreading his legs before watching you drop down on your knees.

“You dont have to do this if you don't want to sweetheart” he assured you rubbing his hand over your hair and face

Telling him that it's fine you smile a little before pulling his pants down and watching as his dick popped out and tapped his abdomen slightly

You started to get intimidated by his size. Even though you’ve seen it before and it had been inside of you it was a little different trying to fit it in your mouth. 

Nonetheless, you took a deep breath before sighing and kissing along his tip hearing the way he grunted quietly as you continued kissing down his shaft before leaving a longer kiss at the base of his dick.

You gave it kitten licks before swallowing it and bobbing your head up and down. You knew your limits and you knew you couldn't take him fully but this seemed to be no problem for him as his toes curled feeling the way your cheeks hollowed to apply more pressure as he gripped your hair slightly trying not to mess it up too much. 

Mindlessly your hand drifted down between your legs to relieve yourself through your underwear as your moans sent vibrations down his shaft.

Becoming breathless he quickly pulled you off of him watching as a thin line of spit connected between your lips and his dick. Not missing the way you continued to pleasure yourself. Cursing under his breath he pulled you up on his lap before kissing you deeply. 

He was already becoming overwhelmed with you whining in his ear and grinding on top of his dick. 

Pulling down the straps of your dress he watched as your breast fell before taking your pierced nipple into his mouth and pinching the other one

Your eyes squeezed shut at the ministrations your hips moving hastily against him as your cries became louder. 

You were already becoming undone and it took nothing but a few long hard kisses, sucking him off, and playing with yourself. It was a sight to see.

“Can you play with your little clit again princess? I want you to cum just like this” he asked watching you nod slowly

Doing what he asked your hips faltered a bit as you began to give yourself long languid circles through your panties

“Fuck just like that princess. You’re so good with following directions” he praised kissing you on your temple.

“‘M so close, please can I cum?” you asked sweetly 

Giving you the green light you moaned loudly feeling your hips stutter as you came on top of him. Laying on his chest you tried your best to catch yourself not wanting to over-exert yourself. Feeling him pull your dress over your head you sat completely naked on top of him eyes fluttering.

Turning you on your stomach as you lay against his lap your eyes threatened to shut until you felt a harsh slap go across your ass cheek. Yelping from the sudden pain you cried in pain feeling tears prick in your eyes.

“I want you to count to 5 f’me ok?” He asked sweetly rubbing your stinging ass cheek

Giving a weak “ok” another harsh slap came down onto you as your sniffles became greater squeaking out a “2”

You felt yourself get wetter with every hit he gave as small tears ran down your face. As you counted the last slap your sniffles were uncontrollable as you lay limp against his lap

“That's for ignoring me for so long” he smiled repositioning you so that you laid your head on the expensive armrest with your ass up. All you heard was him undressing behind you as your crying decreased.

Coming behind you he kissed along your spine admiring the way the moonlight enhanced your skin and glowed like you were a goddess as he entered inside you watching you wither under him hearing you cry out his name

Giving you long and intentional strokes he pulled your hair gently bringing his lips to your neck and sucking on it feeling the way your throat hummed in satisfaction.

He watched your long pretty eyelashes flutter with every stroke he gave you as the tears ruined your gorgeous makeup. Your once glossed lips swollen from the consistent biting of them.

“Fuck you're so beautiful my superstar. I want you to be mine forever. Does that sound good t’you baby? I'll give you the sun the moon and the stars if you want. Anything to see you like this every night” he grunted close to releasing 

“‘S too much, s’close baby please” you whine, hands coming to your nipples to pinch and squeeze them.

“Don't have to ask sweet girl just cum for me I'm right here I got you”

At the proclamation of his words, you came undone as he felt you cream around his dick causing him to cum as well

“Shit, that's it. Thats my pretty girl keep cummin f’me superstar” he encouraged giving two more pumps before he turning you over littering kisses all over your face 

“M-my car,” you said hoarsely a little dazed trying to keep your eyes opened

“What about it baby?” He cooed watching you try to gather your thoughts

Telling him that you left it he assured you he would have someone pick it up and bring it here.

Silence fell upon the room as your ragged breaths became controlled as he continued to hold you in his arms.

“I meant what I said. I'd buy you the world knowing I have you right here by my side” 

Kissing him weakly you smiled 

“I'd like that.”

#johnny cage smut #johnny cage x female reader #johnny cage x you #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat 1 x reader #mortal kombat x you #mortal kombat x reader

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Demi Demon || Alastor x Reader, part 24

Synopsis: soulmate AU where you have the same mark on your body as your soulmate, and if your soulmate dies, you die too. Alastor needs to make sure that his soulmate is safe so he can continue his reign - whatever that takes. Though it looks like we have a couple secrets of our own.

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Part 24: fulfillment

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"There needs to be a central place," Charlie paced around the small map lying on the library floor. "Somewhere for everyone to hang out and share feelings and meet each other."

Husker and I sat on one of the window seats with a drink in hand. He had alcohol and I had tea. The hot summer days brought heavy rain in most of the afternoons, either cooling things off or making everything hot and muggy. Fortunately, today was a cool day.

Alastor stood in the corner between me and the fireplace. Since the start of this project only two days ago, he had been increasingly annoying and bothersome. He always had some snide, rude, or sarcastic remark to make to anyone and everyone. When it came to me, he was always putting a hand on my shoulder. Each and every time I pushed it off.

"What about just one big hall? Meals and other activities can be held there, too." Vaggie was just as smiley as Charlie. If I had to guess, they had been bored out of their minds for decades since their hotel went under.

To my great dismay, I had been outvoted for location of the Safe Haven. We were going to build it from the ground up in the field and forest right outside the house. Alastor had casted a smug smile, one without teeth, in my direction when the decision had been made. It infuriated me.

Later, when the sun had sunk into the ocean, I was told there would be two more people arriving shortly. They were residents of Charlie's hotel long ago and apparently jumped at the chance to help her again.

She greeted the Demons at the back door and brought them into the library. One of them was a huge black snake with red eyes dotted across his skin. He wore a black hat and had long fangs poking out of his sweet smile.

The other one had four arms and a pair of legs. I thought he was a woman until he spoke and introduced himself otherwise. Husker had immediately stood beside him and the new Demon wrapped his arm around his shoulders. Husker had never told me about him before.

My veins suddenly tightened. 

Oh no. 

I asked if anyone wanted anything to eat or drink and hurried into the kitchen. I used my tail to move the one door closed, quietly, and leaned on the counter. I clutched at my chest and tried to push the feeling down. I had forgotten to hunt this morning since Charlie had practically dragged me out of bed and downstairs to plan.

"Everything alright?" Alastor's condescending tone reached my ears.

"Never better," I said through gritted teeth. I took a deep breath and grabbed mugs from the cabinet. "And no, I don't need you."

"I didn't ask."

I casted a glare up at him. I used magic to heat the kettle faster and poured hot drinks for four Demons, knowing Husker wouldn't take anything other than alcohol. I brought the drinks into the library and set them in the desk. They were all in heated discussion and I realized just then how good of friends they were with each other. I suddenly felt very out of place.

I silently disappeared and fled the house. I shifted into my Dragon and hunted through the forest for any critters. I needed something to make the pain stop.

It ended up being a bat. I sat under a large tree to stay out of the rain and sunk my teeth into its skin. No matter how much of it I drank and ate, the satisfaction grew worse. It was almost as if my body had grown immune to this type of blood.

Shit.

I made my way back to the house. Once the planning for the Safe Haven was finished, I needed to convince Charlie to let the first inhabitants be the children from the ring fights. I could get what I needed in the skirmish.

Alastor was waiting just inside the front door. "Did it suffice?"

"Leave me alone." I went back into the library feeling itchy all over. Even my blood felt itchy. At least the sharp pain was gone and it was just an annoying thorn in my back.

I was quiet for the remainder of the night for the most part. I let the group do their own thing and only offered my input when no one could decide on something. Alastor perched himself on one of the chairs in the corner and was also relatively quiet. He pushed my shields a few times as if to remind me he was there.

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Building began the very next day. Alastor, Husker, and I spent the morning casting the water into the ocean and drying up the earth. Apparently all Demons hated rain, execept for me. Fortunately, the sun came out and helped speed up the process.

The group from last night came back ready to build. My heart stopped when I saw the King of Hell walking down in front of them. Alastor's eyes locked on the small man and static gurgled in his throat. It took all of three seconds before the two of them were at each other's throat. No one could tell me why they hated each other.

The group had decided to focus on creating basic housing 'huts', food gardens, and a common space for the newcomers to use. Once we had more people, the easier it would be to truly build the city. Charlie seemed to have a certain vision for it and some of her sketches looked interesting. She was incorporating a lot of nature into the layout. I couldn't say that I hated it. I had lived on concrete most of my life and being close to nature in the past year was really nice.

The basic layout followed most of what today's cities followed: brick and stone. She was already accounting for lots of inhabitants so the building had at least two layers to them. Everything had lots of windows to allow as much sunlight in as possible. It made sense since, even in the summer time, all the Demons wore long sleeves and pants. Husker and I were the odd ones out who were always sweating and complaining of the heat.

Alastor didn't do much to help the group. He stayed on the porch and simply watched from afar. Lucifer helped by magically spawning the material into existence but even he didn't do much to actually build anything. The rest of us used bits of magic to build the basic huts and the 'grand hall', as Charlie put it.

It felt good to have something physical to do. It was also refreshing to be around people other than Alastor and Husker. I didn't really say much, content with being silent and observant. They all seemed like really good friends and I even noticed Husker was especially close with Angel.

Everything was going fine for the most part. The huts were made from basic wood dug deep into the ground. There was a glass wall at the front where a curtain could be pulled across at night for privacy. Each one held four beds. They would soon be filled with ex-ring fighters.

Everything was going fine...until it wasn't.

We were nailing in one of the boards on the side of the hut when Angel nicked one of his arms on a nail. He pressed at the wound and dropped the hammer. My eyes widened as the smell reached my nose.

Oh no.

My feet were bolted to the ground and my hands hung still in the air. My Demon side came out as the smell only strengthened when he pulled his hand away. My veins tightened and breathing became really hard. Everything hurt. Husker was too busy tending to him to notice my state.

I breathed out through my nose and held my breath. I squeezed my eyes shut and took the to the sky in my Dragon form. I wanted to turn around so bad. I wanted to taste his sweet blood. It had been so long since I last had Demon's blood and he was so close to me. But I couldn't. That wasn't me. I wasn't a Demon like that.

But boy did Demon's blood taste sweet.

My mind started to hurt. I flew deep into the forest and landed in a cold river. I tried covering myself in the freezing water but it did nothing to rid the feeling. My eyes scanned the scenery for life, finally landing on a deer. I ran and caught it within seconds, tearing apart it's fresh and drinking it's blood.

It did nothing.

I shifted to my Demon form and tried again. No amount of blood or flesh eased the agony. It was so painful everywhere, inside and out. I needed to breathe, to think, to be normal. I needed blood other than an animal's.

I looked at the dead animal in front of me. My claws up to my elbows were covered in blood and the fronts of my pants were soaked with it. The poor creature had died for nothing.

Pain surged through me again. I curled inward and fell on my back. It felt like my body was eating itself from the inside. I crawled over to the water and looked at my reflection. My horns were obvious and blood was smeared across my face. I looked like a real Demon.

I dunked my head into the river and rubbed it off. It took several tries before most of it had finally come off my skin. My shirt and pants would need to be thrown out.

"This is very unbecoming of you." My head jerked up to see Alastor standing a few paces from me, cane in hand.

"What the hell do you want?" I snapped. I dried my face with the clean part of my shirt. I was afraid to stand in case it made the pain pulse again.

"To ensure my soulmate doesn't die because of her stubbornness and stupidity."

"I'm not stupid."

"You have waited so long and let yourself reach such a painful state because you couldn't set your ego and morals aside."

"You're one to talk about ego." Another pulse ran through my body. I curled further into myself as nausea took hold of me. I dug my hands into the earth and let out a strangled yell. I just needed it all to stop.

"All you had to do was ask." His cane tapped the rocks as he stepped near me. He knelt down and held out his hand. A piece of red meat sat on brown paper in his palm. He used his claw to poke it so blood dripped out.

Hunger and pain threw me off balance. I clung to the grass as my world began to tilt wildly to one side. My breathing came out in long, hard gasps. My head felt cloudy and I couldn't think straight. All I could focus on was the sweet smell of the blood in his hand.

I reached for it but he held it up. "Ah ah, you have to ask me first."

"What?" I choked.

"If you want this pain to go away, you have to ask me for this simple antidote."

"I'm not...you're...you can't..." I gagged as the pain worsened. I put a hand into the cold water but it did nothing to wake me up. "P-please..."

"Please what?"

"Please..." I started to drool as I struggled to push myself to my elbows. Everything took thrice the effort. I didn't want to ask him but it was so close. All I had to do was ask. That's it. "Can...can I have it?"

"What was that, dear?" He put a hand up to his ear condescendingly.

"Can I have it?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course, darling." He held out the meat and I snatched it from his grasp. My teeth pierced the sweet flesh and the blood soothed every ache and pain in my body. It felt so satisfying as it slipped down my throat and warmed my body.

My head cleared and my muscles relaxed as I swallowed it. I let out a heavy sigh and laid down. I craved more but it had satisfied what I needed. I felt calm.

"Come, darling, let's make you presentable."

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Author's Note:

OoooOoOOoh I liked this one a lot. Also, would y'all be interested in the Spotify playlist I listen to when I write this story?

#alastor x reader #alastor the radio demon #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin husk #soulmate au #soulmates #reqs open #hazbin hotel husk

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"Two households, both unalike in dignity, In our unsightly hell, where we lay our scene," PART 3

Vox x gn reader (Alastor's child)

Note: sorry for the rickroll guys, I promise I won't do it again. It's a little shorter but I really wanted it to end where it did because dread. Part 4 will be around the same length as 1 and 2. Also for anyone wondering this takes place before Alastor's 7 years abscence. It's not canon compliant anyway but this does give you a bit of a timeline.

Word count: 2784

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

After thinking about it Y/n had reluctantly agreed to start 'dating', even thinking of it made them want to smash their head into the wall. And of course their father had already heard about, probably from Rosie or, even more likely, Paris himself. Alastor wouldn't shut up about it and they had to just nod along. This did mean, however, that Y/n was able to use this as a cover up for when they were hanging out with Vox, which is exactly what they did the day after.

Y/n had put on a big jacket, covering their fancy fit, and rushed out the door while rambling about meeting with Paris. Alastor just let them go, only asking for them to be back by ten.

"Hey Vox!" Y/n jumped in to give the man a big hug, getting a strong whiff of his cologne.

"You look dazzling tonight love." He kissed their hand. "I hope you'll like this place, I know it's not of your usual tastes."

"Oh, don't worry about it."

The night went well, the two love birds laughed and cried and gazed into each other's eyes in their private booth.

"You know, I thought it was very sweet you tried to eat demon for me. I was always scared that most people would think it was a dealbreaker."

" I mean I don't mind it but next time we'll go to a restaurant where they have options for the both of us." Vox laughed. "I don't find it a deal breakers, you shouldn't be scared. Besides aren't there a bunch of bachelors in Cannibal Town, like Paris."

"Don't remind me," they sighed, "Vox I... uhm I need to tell you something." Y/n thought back on yesterday, when they smiled in front of their father only to ball their eyes out in their room. "Something happened yesterday with Paris and... Just promise you won't do anything reckless."

"I promise." The TV Demon stared into their eyes with worry. So many thoughts about what this fucker could've done to them swirled through his head.

And so Y/n told him everything; the blackmailing, Paris' smug face, how he practically was an annoying Radio Demon fan wannabe and worst of all Alastor's positive reaction to the news.

"I know I lied to him... I-I know I tried to hide it from him, but somewhere deep down I hoped he would realise I was lying, that it was a facade." They cried. "I'm so selfish, aren't I?"

"Dearie, you aren't. And evening you were, this is hell, so who cares?" Vox tried to console them. "But if this bothers you so much, maybe we should tell him?"

"NO!" They yelled " He will KILL you."

"Alright... We'll find a solution, I promise."

The rest of the night went relatively well. They were able to joke around again. When Vox was walking them back, they complained that their feet hurt, so he swiftly picked them up. Y/n's face was buried in his neck while he held them close.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

When Y/n got home, they looked through their bookcase looking for a certain story. It wasn't there, they checked once more, then again, one last time... And nothing. They walked downstairs and saw Alastor sitting in the kitchen preparing for his next broadcast.

"Hey dad? Have you seen one of my books, it's called Demio and Cannette?" They asked.

"Hmmm, yes I did," he answered, "I didn't think that book was appropriate for you, so I got rid of it."

"What? WHY? You've never checked them before? Why all of a sudden..."

"I know you got the fairytale idea of 'falling in love' with my rival from that wretched story." Alastor stood up from his seat and came over to them. "But you don't need it anymore. You're now with a civilized man and I don't want you to change your mind because you are being influenced by frivolous stories. Speaking of Paris, how was your date?"

"Oh, it went well." They lied. "Don't just switch to a different topic! I STILL want my book back!"

"Not happening."

"YES IT Į̷͙̫̲̣̼̠̹̼̟͑̃̀̾̇̚͘͠S̵̻̪̠̔!!!" Y/n yelled back.

"You can throw a tantrum all you want, you aren't getting it back." His antlers grew. "I WILL do A̸͓̦̿̓̆N̶̻͑Y̶͚̅̓̄̕T̸͙̫͕̥̎͝H̴͈̙̘̮̋̕Î̷͊ͅṊ̵̪͖͕̆̅͒̄G̵̠̯͉͛̄͊ to protect you. Even if you disagree, U̶̢͚͚̲͕̎̇͂͝Ń̶̟͖̥̪̙̿̀͜D̴̹̯̩͓͘͜E̷̟̔̚R̷̬̫̜͛̋̒͗̕S̷͎̺͉͕̥̼̐͆̌̈T̴͇͓̠͈͈͐͆̒̂A̵̳̘̮̩͛̌̄̉N̷͇͚̻̥͖̂̌̇͗͋ͅD̸̡̺̀̔ ?"

"I... I understand." They walked back up the stairs, their head down.

Alastor sighed. He didn't like speaking at his child like that but it was necessary. They needed this, he needed to protect them.

A week and a half went by, on some days Y/n secretly met up with Vox while on others they were forced to meet with Paris. Their 'dates' got more and more uncomfortable. Paris got more daring and daring, he even tried to kiss them once, Y/n quickly shut that down, still they couldn't keep him away forever, he might get sick of their unwillingness and spill the beans.

Y/n and Alastor hadn't talked much since their little fight.... They had never had fights before and now they seem to have become a regularity.

Vox had noticed a difference in them and one day, late in the night, while the two were facetiming, he mustered up the confidence to ask what's wrong.

"Love, what's wrong? You haven't been yourself for a while."

Tears filled their eyes. "I had a fight with dad, he... I don't think he would ever except us..."

"Love, you know that I'm not the biggest fan of your dad but he does care a lot about you. I'm sure once he sees that I truly love you, he'll be fine with it."

"I don't think so... He is just to overprotective, since... I died. It was my fault, I was being stupid reckless and was killed. Before I knew it dad was down here with me and took care of me, sheltered me." Their tears fell down onto their bed. "He cares too much, he won't hesitate to get rid of you to protect me."

"Fine, but just know, I can protect myself against that old fuck!"

"I'll just have to take your word for it," they laughed.

"How about we go to that old school pub around the corner tomorrow?" His speakers started playing a nice tune from their time. "I can show you my dance moves."

"Ughh!! I can't, I have a dinner with me, dad and that asshole!" They complained. "I wish I could come! We're going to that restaurant we went to back then? What was it called again?"

"Heartie's, I will never forget that place."

The two continued to talk into the night. Little did they know, someone eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Heartie's huh?" Valentino held up his gun, loading it with angelic bullets. "Once that bitch is gone, he'll shake out of this and then we'll take out the Radio Demon together."

Y/n was looking through their gallery. Modern phones were so intriguing, those little devices could hold hundreds upon hundreds of pictures. Most of theirs were of Vox or them both, a few were of hell's scenery. Their favourite was by far a certain picture with the two of them. They were hanging out at Vox's place, he introduced them to Vark, his pet shark, and ended up watching a movie. Y/n could still remember the warmth they felled cuddling up, the smell of the pyjama-shirt they borrowed from Vox, everything was amazing.

That's when a knock came from the door. Y/n quickly shoved their phone in their pocket.

"Fawn, it's me." Alastor opened the door. "I know we haven't talked much since our little... disagreement but please put that aside for now. We have a guest, please come down."

Waiting downstairs was Paris, of course. They wanted to groan but kept their in a smile.

“I was wondering if I could take you on a late-night stroll?”

Y/n took his hands and left the house with him.

“What do you want to talk about?” Their voice was direct.

“You really don’t do small talk do you?” Paris quipped.

They looked to the side. “Only with people I don’t like.”

“Hah! Yeah, you’re going to have to learn how to like me. You see, I know it’s been only been a week but I think we are both ready to tie the knot.” He pulled out a little box. “I mean, can you imagine? Me being the official son-in-law of the Radio Demon?”

“What?” Y/n’s ears pulled back. “What makes you think I will EVER marry you?”

“It’s simple, you don’t want that box to die.” A disgustingly smug smile decorated his face “One wrong move and his fate will be sealed.”

“I-I..”

“One more thing.” He put his hand in their pocket and pulled out their gifted phone. “You won’t be needing this anymore.”

“H̵̱̱̖͛́͛Ḙ̵̯̖̭́̆̅̕Ỷ̶̨͚̣̮̆̅͠!̸̦̜̜͈͖͆̆ ̷̯̈́T̵̨̹̙̻̤̎̈́̂́Ḫ̶̦̥̃Ă̷̙̯̐̑͝T̷̳̝̆̑̕’̷̹̠͔̈͋̏̆S̸͉͚̊̒̊͐̕ ̷̡̧̲̹͒̊̚M̶̭͔̳̣̈͆̌I̷͕͉̬͚͖͠N̸̟̾̄͋͊È̵̛̟̬͖͉̦!!!" Y/n’s eyes glowed, their stature grew and a they scowled.

“Uh uh uh, I wouldn’t do that if I were you, think about your paramour.” With one squeeze the thing crumbled up. As he let go, the now destroyed, device fell on the forest floor.

Vox was pacing around his apartment. He was contemplating going to the restaurant too, just to keep an eye on them.... But Alastor would recognize him. What to do? What to do?

That's when a call popped up on his screen. At first he got excited thinking Y/n might be calling him again but when he swiped it over to one of his set-up screens, he realised it was Velvette.

"Velvette, what do you want? I'm busy."

"Busy my ass! The only thing you've been doing the last two weeks is fawning over them." She held up her middle finger as if that'll prove her point. "I've been picking up YOUR slack, you piece of shit!"

"And that's why I've decided to send you out for a nice dinner tomorrow with all your friends. How about it?"

"This isn't some kind of trick is it?"

"Of course not." Vox's left eye took over most of his screen, circles spiralled his Z-shaped iris. "Just accept."

"Fine, but you NEED to get to work again. All this work has been driving me crazy and Val is doing jack shit." Her eyes drifted to something off-screen. "WHAT THE FUCK! Put that down you worthless BITCH!" She quickly left the call to deal with whatever was going on.

It's true that Vox had been somewhat slacking since meeting them, but can he be blamed? Anyone would if they were THIS head over heels for someone. He pulled up his digital to-do list. He wanted to try to get everything done by tomorrow, this way if something were to happen at the restaurant he'd be available and ready. So he dove into his documents and blueprints.

Vox looked over the different product proposals from his team, when one of them caught his eye.

The Voxle E-reader A VoxTech take on the older, popular kindl E-readers. A market VoxTech hasn't tapped yet and is overdue for a new revolutionary product.

The proposal came from a newer employee, whom Vox had already been considering demoting. The young demon barely brough anything to the table and an E-reader? It's true VoxTech never brought one out but it wasn't necessary, people could already use their V-pads which had many more uses. Besides, this is hell, how many demons actually read? Only those of higher status and they prefer paper books, like Y/n. Like Y/n... Would they like one? Before he could really think about it, he put the proposal in the approved pile. He couldn't wait to gift it to them.

Vox continued on working late into the night. He was so concentrate, the overlord didn't even notice he hadn't gotten any messages from his lover.

Morning came around and with that the dreaded day. The day went by like a blur for Y/n, eating, showering, reading, changing. They felt numb. This was happening, in a few hours they would be engaged to a slimy, shoe-licking bitch and there is nothing they could do about it. They couldn't even complain to their actual lover, their Vox. For the first time since dying, it actually felt like they were in hell.

They wore a beautiful green attire that showed their little deer tail with a matching hat they got from Cannibal Town. Walking downstairs, Alastor was waiting on them. He was wearing a fancier suit than usual.

"Y/n, I apologize for my role in our dispute." His apology was diplomatic and stiff, anything but sincere.

"Start actually meaning it and I might actually forgive you." They walked past him out the door.

Both Rosie and Paris were waiting outside. The whole way there was awkward. Y/n refused to talk with Alastor.

"Why don't you two head inside already?" Rosie shoved Paris and them towards the doors of the familiar establishment. "I want to talk to my dear old Alastor over here." Once the two were out of earshot she began, "So Al, what's going on?"

"There is nothing to worry about, Rosie. Me and Y/n simple had a bit of a disagreement nine days ago, nothing for you to worry about."

"You two never have fights, especially not those that last THIS long." She moved to stand closer to him. "And you're hating it. I see right through that smile of yours."

"I just, miss my little fawn... Ever since that wretched party, they seem to hate me..." For once in a decennia his ears fell back. "And they're hiding something from me, I know it! And it's troubling them, but Y/n refuses to come to me."

"Well... Maybe they're scared for your reaction. You can be a bit... Much when it comes to them. How about this? After dinner we'll have a good talk and lay everything on the table."

"Why not? Now after you." He opened the door for Rosie and followed suit. "Let's get to our table, I haven't been this hungry since the time my hunting rifle broke, hahaha."

Vox woke up on his desk, he had fallen asleep with papers and pen in hand. Looking at his computer it was late in the morning. His deer must have been worried about him since he hadn't texted them all morning, right? Right?

No, not a single text from them. They must have been nervous for the dinner.... But usually when they were nervous they would come to him for comfort. He was just being paranoid, just paranoid little Vox. It was just new for him not to have control over someone, the other two Vees often called him a control freak with how he hypnotised used his hypnotism powers...

Maybe he should've used it on Y/n after all? NO! he shoulder think like that! They were his partner, his equal.

He picked up his phone and messaged them:

Hey love! How are you? I know this day is stressful for you

No, answer. Y/n didn't even receive it. What was going on?

"Vox!" Velvette walked into his office. "I'm going to go get ready with the girls, don't forget to pick us up at the salon!"

"Don’t worry about it, I'll have it handled." He said smugly.

"You better! So make sure you don't fall asleep on your work again!"

Velvette took her leave again while Vox looked over everything he still needed to do. It was a LOT. So much he forgot all about his previous paranoia.

"So they're going to be at this restaurant?" An unknown voice asked.

"Yes, there're probably going to be one or two overlords with them," Valentino answered, "just get that whore and get out of there."

"Got it, don't worry. This isn't the first time I've dealt powerful demons."

Velvette and her girl friends had enjoyed their day at the salon and got picked up by Vox. The limo was fancier than usual, she guessed that he must've really felt bad for the slacking. Not surprising considering how much of a workaholic he was. She guessed wrong though, she guessed very wrong.

"Vox, what the FUCK are we doing back here?" She shoved her middle finger in his face. "This is about Y/n, isn't it?"

"Well, yes." Vox smiled. "Please Velvette, Y/n got a dinner with that Cannibal. They were really nervous about it, but the Radio fucker would notice me too fast."

"Fine, but you OWE me! GOT IT!!"

"Got it, whatever you want."

"Come on girls, we're getting dinner." She begrudgingly made her way inside.

Vox stepped back into the car just in time, because when he was on his way back, he saw them walking by. Y/n looked beautiful. How he wished he could be there.

Part 4

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[jungle-angel]

Home is the Warmest Place (Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: You and Rhett know that despite your hardships of the past, your home is everything to you

Warnings: Mentions of breastfeeding

Rhett lay fast asleep on your bed with one arm curling around one of the twins who lay all swaddled up in his blue blankie, peacefully asleep in the circle of his father's arm. Tatum's soft little whimpers drew Rhett from his deep sleep, his gravely groan following the heaviness that had filled his whole body.

"Alright my little ghoul," he groaned. "I think you're wantin your momma."

Very carefully he picked Tatum up and cradled him in his arms. The day had turned to a dusky blue sky as the snow kept falling, the thick forests and the Abbott land completely covered in white. Rhett calmly rocked Tatum in his arms, but it was clear that his baby son needed to feed soon, his tiny pink tongue poking in and out of his mouth.

"You hungry buddy?" Rhett cooed to his tiny son. "Yeah, I know that look, that's the 'I want momma's boobies look'."

Rhett felt a hotness beginning to bloom in his chest, the sight of his tiny little son in his big arms filling him with a feeling of pure love that he held for you and the rest of the kids.

He headed downstairs, following the tantalizing smells coming from the kitchen, only to find Amy and Hannah playing happily on the living room rug while Tanner managed to stay asleep in his little wicker sleeping basket.

"Hey darlin," Rhett greeted happily, kissing your cheek and making you giggle. "Whatcha cookin tonight?"

"I'm cooking that roast that your dad gave us two weeks ago," you informed him happily.

Rhett groaned, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head. Royal had gotten some beef butchered a few weeks before the snow had hit, the freezer filling almost to the top with the beef, elk and bison meat he had gotten on the hunt with Thomas Rainwater and one of Wes's uncles. You and Rhett had planned on doing a store run after the fervor of the Thanksgiving holidays had died down, but the birth of the twins had come much sooner than expected, leaving the drop-freezer in your pantry sparse and almost empty. The rib roast had been somewhat of a lifesaver along with the fact that Cece had told Royal to clean out or else he wouldn't be getting any until he did.

"Did he wake up?" you asked, looking up from the potato pot boiling on the stove.

"Yeah I think he's hungry," Rhett answered.

"Mind watching the potatoes?" you asked.

Rhett nodded and carefully handed a still whimpering Tatum off to you, carefully placing him in the curve of your arms before you were off to the big sectional in the living room and opening your shirt to feed him.

"Daddy, Daddy," Amy chirped. "Can I try the potatoes?"

"Nope, not yet doodlebug," he told her. "Daddy's gotta take the meat outta the oven first."

Amy made a little pouty face before she zipped off to the living room to peer into Tanner's sleeping basket.

Out of the oven came the roast, filling the whole house with its savory smell, the herbs, the spices, carrots, pearl onions, celery, red wine and garlic all mixing together. As soon as Tatum was full and good, you put him into the sleeping basket next to his brother, the two of them fitting in perfectly as you placed a crocheted blanket over the two of them.

You took care of plating the food while Rhett loaded a few more logs into the woodstove so that it would burn through the night and warm the whole house. Dinner was eaten with the girls chattering away, the boys asleep in their basket, the dogs in and out of sleep near the boys and the cats probably lurking about the house. You felt Rhett's hand clasping yours under the table, holding it tightly as he leaned in and kissed your cheek.

"I love you," he whispered.

"Love you too," you whispered back.

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[athenaswrath]

Until I Found You - Chapter 3

Quinn Hughes x Reader

Word count: 1,163

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 >Chapter 3< Chapter 4

Quinn's POV

When Jack and Luke started talking about how amazing the new girl on their crew was, I thought she was just another girl looking for fun, but time passed and they kept bringing her into every single conversation. Then mom and dad met her, and the same thing happened. "She cannot be that good, she's probably faking it" I told them from time to time. While Jack was harder to get close to, Luke was so caring, and that worried me. He is already so attached to her, "you don't know her, Quinn" is what he always answers.

Now that I met her and saw the panic on her face, I couldn't help but think about everything she's done for my brothers, like that time she helped Luke with a panic attack or how she cooks for them from time to time, taking the time to look at their diet. So after I left her outside the room, I started beating myself up. I'm not the best around people, which should be a valid excuse in any other situation, but I also know that she suffers from anxiety and that she helped Luke that time from mere experience.

So when I went downstairs and Jack formally introduced me to her, I took advantage of Trevor's nonexistent silence to distract my attention from her and think about how I was going to make her feel welcomed, but time passed and eventually she came to me again. "Hey" she said in a soft voice, "you should go upstairs and sleep there, I mean, this is your room after all. Holtzy is there but I'm sure Jack or Lu wouldn't mind switching" and there it was, she thought I was uncomfortable with her. I took the time to truly look at her, and I could see it. Behind that cute face and soft body, I could see that kind-hearted girl my brothers described all this time.

After God knows how long, I finally said "Thank you, but it's okay if you sleep there. And... I'm sorry, I... What happened earlier was my fault, so you don't have to blame yourself for it, it is nice to finally meet the girl that my brothers feel so close to" I took another glance at her, trying to keep a soft expression, and then I headed upstairs, where Luke was yelling for me.

"What?" "Whoah man relax, just wanted to give you some blankets" I didn't say anything after that, but I could feel his gaze on me "why are we giving bad looks at Q this time Lukey?" said Jack when he entered the room. "I don't know yet, but there's something off about him today"

"It better not be related to Belle" he said in a serious tone, which was a weird thing. Luke immediately stopped moving and looked at me and I could feel my god-damned face heating up. "No, absolutely not. You won't get too close to her, but you'll make her feel safe. You hear me? I told you this whole time she was one of the kindest, hardest working, selfless people I know and I don't want you to take advantage of that"

"what do you think I'm gonna do to her? you know damn well I don't like to fool around and I will never try to hurt her, I know she means a lot to you, we're just... in an awkward situation, I think she's unconfortable?"

Luke threw the blankets at me and said "well you better fix it Quintin" and then he's slamming the door, leaving me stading in the corridor.

The next morning I wake up to my growling stomach, and I immediately know why. I'm pretty sure the entire house smells like waffles and bacon, so I make my way to the kitchen to find y/n slicing apples, and I can spot enough food for 30 people (or the equivalent, which is all 7 of us)

"How'd you do this?" I said before thinking, which caused her to jump in surprise and make a cut on her own hand "oh shit, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" I grab her hand, putting it under the water. When she didn't answer, I turned to look at her, only to find a very pale-faced girl trying to catch her breath "yeah I just hate blood" she looked at me and gave me a small smile, which was immediately replaced by a frown "did I wake you? I'm sorry, I tried to be as quiet as possible..." Way to fix this, I thought to myself "I just made you cut your hand, and you're worrying about me waking up early? Jesus, you're... not what I expected" 

I couldn't help but laugh. All this time I was worried about her taking advantage of my brothers in some way, and here she is, making me feel like an asshole. I grabbed a band-aid and secured it on her cut, barely hearing a small "thank you" coming off her lips, and before she can turn around, I say "I'm sorry, for everything. I shouldn't have left you in the hallway when we met and I should have introduced myself, I shouldn't have scared you just... I'm glad you're here, you have no idea how much you mean to my brothers, and I hope you forgive me and you can enjoy being here too" 

She was looking at me with big doe eyes and a big, bright smile, and I felt my heart soften. "Thank you Quinn" she said and I swear I've never been more thankful to see Zegras' face than this moment "ugh it smells so good!" He said while shoving bacon in his mouth, followed by Drysdale who was shaking his head at his friend "morning, what are you two talking about?" he asked, and y/n answered "oh you know, I was thanking him because I finally got my honorary invite to the Hughes lake house this summer," she chirps, wrapping an arm around Jamie's shoulders and leaning into his side

"Morning beauties!" Jack yelled the minute he opened the kitchen door and behind him was a grumpy Luke "do you need to be that loud all the time?" I saw y/n laughing softly, accepting Luke's hug, he stayed there for two minutes and I thought he had fallen asleep again but y/n brushed his curls off his face and Luke grabbed her wrist "what happened to your hand?" He touched her gently "I was preparing everything, and I dissociated, you know how I am" she smiled sheepishly at him "oh my clumsy sis, it smells delicious tho thank you" and he started arguing with the rest of the guys, complaining about not being enough food for him. "You should grab some, they'll have zero mercy if you get none" Her eyes snapped to mine while heat rushed to her cheeks, and I couldn’t control the smile that broke across my face.

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Author's Note: couldn't post this last week but this week I'll post a Sebastian Aho request and the 4th chapter

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[whumpsday]

Kane & Jim #53: Healing Right

Chronological masterlist / Writing order masterlist

content: recovery, (past) vampire whumper, broken bones, past loss of bodily autonomy, offscreen surgery, emotional whump

Whumpmas in July Day 18: Ache

back to this guy :)

-

Jim rubbed at the bump on his arm where the bone didn't heal quite right, staring at himself in the bathroom mirror. The bone on his forearm went at an angle, up and up, before suddenly dropping off where it met misaligned with the rest of it going to his elbow. Bones, they'd told him there were two, but it was easier to just think of it as one.

It hurt, but it wasn't a bad hurt. Jim knew bad hurt. It was a dull ache he'd gotten used to over the past two years. It didn't hurt like the snap when Kane cracked Jim's arm open with his bare hands anymore, and he had pain meds now anyway. He'd tried to get on some stronger ones, but Liz had told him it wasn't a good idea, that he'd get hooked. Jim wasn't very good at disagreeing with people anymore, so he just took her word for it.

But he'd get some now for sure. Even Liz said it was okay this time. Because he had to get his arm re-broken.

Every day as the operation got closer, the dread grew more and more. He knew it wouldn't be like the first time. He'd be conked out, and he'd be allowed pain meds, real pain meds. It wasn't a punishment, and if all went well, his arm would be fixed. No reminder of Kane every time he looked at it. Probably no dull ache. It was even his own choice.

They couldn't fix the scar on his neck, neither the mark or the pain, so this was the best he could do to scrub off any lasting reminders Kane had left on his body. Liz's friend Laken had suggested a tattoo to cover it, but the idea of a needle going into his neck was so horrifying that the thought made him want to throw up.

But he could do this, at least. Even if breaking his arm again would be scary, he needed to claw his body back for himself. He needed to know it was his again, not Kane's. No matter how much it would hurt.

“I don’t belong to anyone. My body is mine. I’m out," Jim whispered to his reflection. Afraid to say it any louder, like Kane would be able to hear and swiftly correct him.

He got dressed, hiding his neck and arm under a turtleneck. He'd started dressing in them every day, though he knew he would need to take it off for the surgery. One more thing to dread about it, but he told himself it was worth it.

"You ready?" Liz asked as he came downstairs.

Jim shrugged. "As I'll ever be, I guess."

-

The operation was a success. If there was anything at all to thank Kane for, it would be that he'd made a relatively clean break.

Jim's arm hurt like hell when he woke, but he knew it wasn't as bad as it would be without the meds. He had a cast this time, and a real sling, not one he had to make himself. His friends kept wanting to sign the cast, but something about it made him wildly uncomfortable in a way he couldn't explain.

He knew the old him would have jumped at the chance to have all his friends sign it. Probably would have given out points for who could draw the best doodle. He was practically a social butterfly when he was nineteen, before Kane got to him, but now it just seemed like he kept finding more and more disconnects with his old friends. They had jobs and babies and memories of the past five years together, and all he had were Kane and panic attacks.

Even though his friends kept reaching out and inviting him to stuff, he was too neurotic to act like his old self. It felt like putting on an act, it felt wrong. And being his real self was even worse: he didn't want to talk about it. He didn't want them to know.

His cast remained unmarked.

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He woke with a scream a week after his surgery, his arm exploding with pain, far worse than it'd been during his recovery.

Jim looked around wildly, but couldn't see the source of the pain in the dark of his room. He sobbed, clutching his arm protectively to his chest. He'd been so badly-behaved lately that he couldn't even pinpoint what it was he was being punished for.

He flinched back into the headboard with a whimper as the door flew open. "Please don't," he begged, trembling.

"It's okay, it's just me," Liz soothed. She sat down next to him. "Nightmare again?"

"No, I don't- I don't think so?" Jim struggled to catch himself back up to reality, but with the haze of sleep leaving his mind and Liz's presence grounding him, he came to the conclusion it wasn't a punishment at all. "I hit my arm in my sleep," he realized. "Sorry for waking you. Didn't mean to."

"You're all good," Liz assured him. "I wasn't even asleep. Getting myself back on schedule for when I go back to work."

Jim's stomach turned at the thought, even though it was no surprise. "What if something happens to you?"

"Someone's gotta protect people from 'em. Plus, I know we live in the cheapest place in the country, but I've gotta get back to work," she pointed out.

"There's other jobs. I'll get one again too, once I'm better. You could just... not go back." As much as Jim hated living by the border, the fact that it was so cheap to live here at least gave them some leeway. At least they didn't have to worry about rent, even though selling the house was nearly impossible if they ever wanted to move.

Liz patted him on the back. "Not for me, there isn't. It'll be okay. I won't be alone, and I've been doing this for years with no issues."

"What about that?" Jim pointed to the scars on her face, faded claw-marks running dangerously close to her throat.

"That barely even counts. You should've seen the other guy. Dead, for what it's worth. Most vampires won't even fight us, they just decide it's not worth the trouble and run back home. It's gonna be fine." She gave him a quick hug. "You gonna be okay to go back to bed?"

"Yeah. Just... be safe. I can't lose you again," Jim said quietly.

Liz gave him a sad smile. "I know how you feel. I'll be as safe as I can. Just go back to sleep."

True to his disobedient streak, Jim couldn't manage to fall back asleep, mind racing with fear. Liz getting taken by vampires, subjected to the same hell as him, or having her mind stolen from her entirely. Kane showing back up to steal him away in the night while Liz is off fighting other vampires, arriving home too late to help. Jim reached a shaking hand under his pillow and took his stake- a real one this time- and held it close as he sobbed, trying to be quiet and not disturb Liz again.

He could only hope his arm would heal better than he was.

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i'll be putting out two one-shots next! one about a fairy whumpee on friday, and one about an alien whumpee on monday. after that, more Jim in Distress!

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[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

Note: welllllllll..... there he is again; our hot mechanic. Here is part 4!

part 1 - part 2 - part 3

Warnings: angst/fluff. mention of crash, suggestive, hint of PTSD.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: Sihtric got to leave the hospital, and now it's up to you to look after him.

wordcount: 3,3k

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'I can't believe I lost most of my muscles.'

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'Come on, baby,' Sihtric said, 'pull.'

'I can't just pull, I will hurt you.'

'No you won't, just pull the damn thing.'

'Sihtric, it's too tight!'

'It's not!'

'I can't get it off!'

'Just do it quickly!'

'Sihtric, you're too big!' you huffed, 'how did you even get this on in the first place?'

'The nurses helped me,' Sihtric shrugged.

'Look, I'm not a nurse, I can't get this off you without breaking another bone.'

'Fine,' he sighed, 'just get the scissors then.'

It must have been a tragic sight, you cutting your way through Sihtric's sweater to get it off him. It was simply a mystery to you how the nurses had gotten him into it, with his fractured shoulder and his arm in a cast. 

Sihtric gave you a pained face when you finally held the cut up sweater in your hands.

'That was a limited edition,' he mumbled.

'Well, I'm sorry,' you sighed.

Sihtric suddenly chuckled. 'Already bickering and it's only the first day.'

'I will not last another, I fear,' you joked.

'What is it?' 

Sihtric had only been discharged from the hospital earlier today, with a wheelchair while one arm was still in a cast. And the man was a whole hazard.

He burned his hands twice in five minutes while using the oven once back home, still having no sensation in his fingers, and you quickly realised he could not move safely around the house on his own. You hadn't planned on really staying the night, but he clearly needed the help, and you had managed to get a few weeks off work anyway. Finan had helped move the bed downstairs before he had to go to work again, and Sihtric had already made it very clear that he wanted you to sleep in bed with him.

And you didn't mind at all, but to get him ready for bed was not as simple as you thought. After the sweater disaster, you finally got to change into your pyjamas, and you helped Sihtric out of his wheelchair, onto the bed. You were about to get under the covers when you noticed he kept staring at you without moving.

'Can you help me take my sweatpants off?'

'Really?' you snorted and blushed, 'because I'm pretty sure you can do that on your own?'

'No, I need help, lady,' Sihtric said slyly.

You sighed and shook your head, 'You're really going to take advantage of this, aren't you?'

Sihtric didn't answer but his grin told you what you already expected.

'You're lucky you're so damn cute,' you huffed and pulled his sweatpants down, pretending you were very bothered by it.

'Thank you,' he said quietly with a shy smile before he tried to get comfortable in bed.

'It's all good,' you smiled, brushing your fingers through his soft, short hair.

'Thank you, baby,' Sihtric suddenly said again, sincerely, 'I- I don't think many people would do this for someone they only recently met, I mean,' he paused, 'it's quite a thing to look after an injured person. And I feel I am asking a lot of you. So, I- I'm sorry for that… I really am. But I can't lie, I'm also really happy that you're here with me.'

'It's okay,' you smiled, 'it wouldn't feel right if I just turned my back on you now. And, well, I… like you too much to just leave.'

'I like you too,' Sihtric smiled and carefully sat back up again. 

He placed his hand on the back of your head, leaning his forehead against yours, and closed his eyes as he nuzzled your nose, 'I really, really like you, baby,' he whispered. 

And it was only seconds after he kissed your lips that the torturous desire you felt when you had kissed the first time came right back at you.

'One more,' Sihtric demanded with his sweet smile after each peck, making you lay down with him, and you lovingly kissed until you both dozed off.

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'Sihtric?' you quickly switched on a light and reached out to the man next to you, who was sweating and twitching, murmuring in his native tongue as he hissed in pain. You shook his undamaged shoulder as hard as you could, figuring he had a nightmare, 'hey! Hey, wake up!'

As you got no reply, you sat back with your hands in your hair, thinking what else you could do to wake him up without hurting him in any way, while he groaned in pain as he trembled. You looked around you, bewildered, when suddenly a car outside honked loudly, causing Sihtric to abruptly scream out with a low, heavy grunt as he nearly jumped out of his bed, after which he groaned in pain. Sihtric gasped for air as he turned to look at you, his face just as frightened as yours. And without thinking he reached out for you, feeling absolutely terrified after the car had woken him from his nightmare, about his crash.

'Hey,' you whispered, holding him carefully in your arms, 'it's okay, babe. That car is far away and outside. You're safe, I promise.'

'I know,' Sihtric sighed, on the verge of tears, and he flinched when that same car outside honked again.

'Sihtric,' you whispered, taking his face in your hands, 'how did you sleep in the hospital? Did you have nightmares there too?'

'They… they basically drugged me to sleep, I don't remember having any dreams or nightmares while I was there.'

He closed his eyes and squeezed your arm, rather hard again, without realising it.

'Hey, you're… you're hurting me,' you said cautiously, not wanting him to freak out right now, like he had done in the hospital some time ago. 

Because now there was no one here to help you. But Sihtric quickly pulled his hand back and looked away from you, ashamed.

'I'm sorry, baby,' he whispered, 'I just… wish I- I could feel you. I need…' he inhaled sharply and shook his head.

You gently took his face in your hands again and kissed his lips.

'You can feel me,' you said, kissing his lips again. 'I'm right here, baby,' you softly kissed his chin, his jaw and then his neck, making him let out a sudden moan. And he laid back down, letting his head fall back onto his pillow.

'Please,' Sihtric whispered as he felt your lips trailing all the way down from his throat to his waist, 'oh, please, baby,' he begged as his breathing quickened.

'Can you feel me?' you asked after you kissed just above his hip.

'Y-yes,' he almost cried out, 'baby, will you… will you… can…I-,' Sihtric looked at you and swallowed hard, desperate for only one thing right now, but too ashamed to ask.

'Suck your…' you guessed with a chuckle, to which Sihtric broke out in a laugh too. 

He blushed, and tried to look away from you.

'Y-yeah?' he asked shyly, 'would… you?'

'If you promise you keep your hands off me,' you smiled just as shyly. 

You truly did not want to find out how painful his grip would become when you pleasured him, while he still couldn't feel you in his hands.

'I promise,' Sihtric was quick to say.

'Okay, good,' you smiled. 

And you made sure Sihtric felt you that night. And as he had longed for you so badly, he had no control whatsoever over his desperate moans and grunts while he truly felt you.

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Sihtric had been staring at you for nearly an hour before you finally woke up. He could've nudged you awake, but he thought you looked too beautiful in the morning sun to be disturbed. And he couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have met you, let alone to have you in his bed, and waking up next to you.

'Hey,' Sihtric smiled when you blinked a little confused at him.

'Hey,' you chuckled, remembering where you were, with who you were and also what you had done the night before. And you blushed a little when it all came back to your memory.

'I, ehh,' Sihtric said and grimaced, 'I need to go to the bathroom… for a while already…'

'Oh,' you jumped up, 'why didn't you just wake me up?'

Sihtric shrugged with a shy smile and you helped him to his wheelchair, to the bathroom.

You quickly got dressed and told him, through the bathroom door, that you were going out for some groceries. Sihtric said he was going to take a shower, since he was in the bathroom now anyway, and you told him to call if he needed anything.

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Your trip took longer than expected, but Sihtric didn't call, so you didn't worry, until you got back to his house.

'Sihtric?' you frowned as you didn't see him in bed or on the couch.

The bathroom door was open and the air was a little damp, so you knew he had showered.

'Sihtric?' you called out again, concerned.

'H-here,' he said softly, his voice coming from the bathroom.

You rushed over and found him on the floor, with a new bruise on his face.

'Oh, my god. Are you okay? What happened?' you asked and cupped his cheeks.

'Yeah, I… I thought I could make it back on my own, but I guess my legs aren't that strong yet,' he sighed, looking up at you and he smiled softly, 'I fell and hit my head against the door handle, but I'm okay, I promise.'

'How long have you been here?' you asked and quickly got his wheelchair.

'Shortly after you left…'

'Babe!' you almost yelled, 'why didn't you call me?'

'My… my phone's on the bed,' Sihtric smiled sheepishly.

'Oh, god,' you sighed, pouting, 'you helpless little bird,' you pecked his bruised cheek, 'come here.'

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The next few weeks went by fast. Sihtric improved slowly but surely, and he finally got rid of the last cast; his arm was free again. You were happy, and so was the hot mechanic, but back home, he frowned at his shirtless body in the mirror while leaning on his crutches.

'I can't believe I lost most of my muscles,' Sihtric complained, looking down at his recently freed arm.

'Babe, you almost died, and you're complaining about your abs and biceps?'

You rolled your eyes. He still looked more muscular than any other man you met before, but Sihtric clearly thought it wasn't a good look.

'Well, I worked hard for those,' he huffed.

'And you will be able to do that again, I'm sure.'

'I really look like a helpless little bird now,' he grimaced.

'No you don't,' you chuckled, 'you look alive, Sihtric, and it's a really good look on you,' you smiled softly and cupped his cheeks, 'and I'm so happy you're alive,' you said, tearing up.

And it felt as if suddenly every emotion since the accident came out all at once, and Sihtric held you tight as you cried, while he finally allowed himself to really think about the horrendous past weeks.

'I was so scared, Siht,' you sniffled, 'I felt so bad, I should've never… never asked you to pick me up that day.'

'Please don't say that, baby,' Sihtric said through his tears, 'it was my own choice. I wanted to see you after work, and I also decided on my own that I wanted to go back to you that night. I made that decision. Whatever happened after I turned around…' he sighed, '... it just happened. It wasn't my fault and it definitely wasn't your fault, sweetheart. Yes, it could have ended very differently…'

'I would have never forgiven myself,' you sobbed and looked up at him, 'I would've never gotten over you, Sihtric, never. I…,' you inhaled sharply with shocking shoulders, 'I- I love you,' you suddenly blurted out.

Sihtric stared at you, a crying mess with huge eyes. He took your face in his hands, dropping his crutches as he did, which caused him to fall down to his recently fractured knees, pulling you down with him as he groaned in pain once he hit the floor.

'What?' he whispered, bewildered and in pain, trying to feel your face in his hands as gently as he could, 'what- what did you s-say?'

'I love you,' your voice trembled, your hands moving through his hair, 'I- I love you. Sihtric, I love you.'

'No,' Sihtric whispered, confused, 'are you… are you sure?'

'What?' you laughed as you cried, 'yes! Of course I am sure-'

Before you could finish your sentence, Sihtric pulled you in for a kiss. His hands trembled as he held your face, carefully, and he kissed you in a way you had never been kissed before. Pouring all his love and bottled up feelings out by simply capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.

'I love you,' he said, hoarsely, kissing your lips again, 'I love you, baby, so much,' he said in between kisses and sobs, 'you're my girl. You're mine, little lady.'

'I love you too,' you said, feeling yourself tear up again as you wrapped your arms around his neck, 'I love you so much.'

And the endless exchange of 'I love yous' continued for a long time that night.

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A few days later Sihtric had dragged himself to the kitchen, where he suddenly let out a yelp.

'What?' you jumped up from the couch, 'what is it? Are you hurt?'

'No, Sihtric stared at his hand, 'actually… yes?'

'What?' you ran over to him.

'I…I burned… I burned my h-hand?'

'Again? Baby,' you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose, 'I know you don't feel a thing but you-'

'No, no,' he interrupted you, 'I- I felt it. It hurted. Only slightly but…'

'You felt it?' you gasped, 'are you sure?'

'I think so?' Sihtric furrowed his brows, looking at his hands, 'hm… no, I… I definitely felt something.'

'Oh my god,' you said and grabbed your phone.

You were quick to call the hospital, telling them what had happened and asking what to do now. They told you they can't help him at the hospital, so there was no need to come back. 

The nurse on the phone did however give you a few ideas on how to and try stimulate the sensation in his hands and fingers, and you couldn't deny you were quite eager to try those ideas.

***************

'Okay, so what are we doing?' Sihtric frowned after you had lured him onto his bed.

'The nurse,' you said, 'she gave me some ideas to try and stimulate any sensation in your hands and fingers. It's also a way to test if you truly feel things again, or if it was just a random moment earlier today.'

'Okay,' Sihtric said, 'so… why is there a blindfold?'

'Well,' you chuckled, 'the idea is to blindfold you, if you are up for that, and I have a cup with warm water and a cup with cold water. The idea is to wet your fingers individually to see if you can feel the temperature.'

'Really?' Sihtric had to laugh, 'I mean, sure, go ahead,' he said and pecked your lips before he sat back.

'Not too tight?' you asked after you blindfolded him with one of his ties.

'No, it's fine,' he smiled, '... baby?' 

'Yeah?' 

'One more?'

You chuckled softly and leaned in to kiss his lips.

'I love you,' you whispered.

'I love you too.' 

The idea was to take his hand and slowly dip his fingers in the cups with water, but you couldn't help making it a little spicier, which you thought Sihtric wouldn't mind either, he just had no idea what you were up to.

'Are you ready?' you asked.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed as you took his hand.

'Remember, you have to tell me what you feel, okay?'

'I will… if I feel something.'

You took a few sips of warm water, kept it in your mouth and brought his hand up to your face, seeing Sihtric frowned a little, but he said nothing. You grinned, after swallowing the warm water, and brought his index finger into your mouth, gently, to which Sihtric immediately tensed up.

'B-baby?' he inhaled sharply, swallowing hard as he felt your warm tongue against his digit, 'what- what are you… what are you doing?' his breathing increased rapidly as he faintly felt his finger slowly being removed from your lips.

'Tell me what you feel, warm or cold?' you smiled.

'W-warm,' Sihtric said, his chest heaving up and down, and he chuckled lightly.

'Correct,' smiled, and you repeated the same trick with one of his other fingers. Which didn't calm him down at all, but he wasn't telling you to stop.

You mixed it up when you took his other hand after drinking the cold water. A heavy moan escaped Sihtric's lips, as you took two of his fingers in your mouth, allowing him to feel a slight cold sensation as you sucked his fingers.

'G-gods, baby,' he moaned, 'what are you d-doing to me?'

'Can you feel it?' 

'Yes,' he breathed, 'faintly, but I can feel it.'

'Can you feel this?' you asked, bringing his hand up into your hair.

'Yeah, a bit,' Sihtric smiled and sighed, his fingers carefully moving through your soft hair.

'And… this?' you asked, with a smirk, after you had moved his hand up under your shirt, cupping your breast.

Sihtric immediately pulled off the tie that made for a blindfold, looking at you with wide eyes. And only a second later you found yourself underneath the hot mechanic, who was not in any way, shape or form ready for a wild night in bed. But you did find out that night that Sihtric was good with his hands… and his tongue.

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Another few days passed, and your time off work was over. In fact, your work had absolutely ruined your life on the first day already. And you slammed the door shut behind you when you got back to Sihtric'.

'What's wrong?' he asked, cupping your cheek while leaning on one crutch.

'It's work,' you sniffled, 'I… I have to… to leave.'

'They fired you?' Sihtric frowned.

'No, no, not like that,' you sobbed, 'I have to work abroad for two months, they have no one else with the knowledge to take on the job. I'm forced to do it.'

'What?'

'I don't want to go,' you looked up at Sihtric, 'I don't want to be without you, I don't want to leave you on your own!'

'W-where are they sending you?' Sihtric asked, trying to keep a straight face, but his voice betrayed him. He was just as upset as you were.

'France,' you cried, 'fucking France! I don't even like it there!'

'France?' Sihtric asked, 'but… I… for t-two months? When?'

'In two days,' you cried even harder.

'Two days?!'

'I'm so sorry,' you clung onto him, 'I'm so sorry, love, I tried everything to stay but… I- I can't fix it, I have to go… I need this job, I can't quit.'

'No, it's…it's not your fault. I just,' Sihtric sniffled, 'I just wish we had… we had more time.'

'Will you be okay?'

'Y-yeah, I mean… therapy is going well, I will be okay. But I'll… I'll,' he broke in tears, 'I'll miss you so much, baby.'

'I'll miss you too,' you bawled, 'are we g-good? I mean, is… you know, whatever this relationship exactly is… is it strong enough to survive t-two months of us being apart?'

'Of course it is,' Sihtric hushed you with a kiss, 'I love you, lady. And you're mine, right? You're my girl?'

'I am,' you wiped your tears, 'are you... are you my man?'

'I am, baby,' he smiled, kissing your lips again, 'I am all yours. Forever, and ever,' he pecked your lips,' and ever, and fucking ever, princess, I'll be your man. But promise me one thing?'

'What?'

'Don't run off with some French guy who repairs your sink or something, okay?'

'God, never,' you chuckled, 'never, Sihtric. No one compares to you.'

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[the-fiction-witch]

Bump P3

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Sweet AF

Requested: Please do a part 3 Part 3 please 🙏🙏🥺

I woke with a yawn, given how utterly exhausted I had been the last few days. Still not convinced I had caught up on sleep. I pushed myself up slowly trying not to make too much noise. But My heart sank as I saw the little bassinet at the foot of our bed was empty! Panic Immediately set in but It quickly ended as I saw the most beautiful sight. 

Y/n sat up in the bed with a cushion between her and the headboard, her hair pinned up where she had been sleeping, her little nightie around her sweetly, one strap pulled down and her breast revealed with Sebastian cuddled in her arms, Him slowly feeding from her breast. she smiled down at him gently stroking his sweet little head. 

I smiled leaning on the headboard, unable to look away from her as she worked. 

"Good Morning," She smiled, 

"Good Morning," I smiled closing the gap between us and gave her lips a sweet kiss, "and good morning to you too" I smiled giving his head a little kiss "You having a nice time with mummy?"

"He's enjoying his morning drink," She giggled 

"I bet he is, as much as I long to stay, I need to get to work,"

"Of course, We will be here waiting for you."

"I know you will, have a nice day darling"

"You too."

"And You. Be good to your mummy" I told him, 

I quickly got out of bed and got dressed for the day ahead giving them both as many kisses and cuddles as I could manage before heading downstairs and grabbing some toast and marmalade "Thanks Elis," I told her as I took my breakfast she simply nodded working on y/n's breakfast, so I took my bag and headed to work. 

It had been a fairly usual day, checkups, appointments, Sneed pouting like a child where I bruised his nose. I was on fairly minimal hours now only coming in a few hours a day to do my most urgent work, at least for a while. I was concerned given my walk that... I wouldn't have a job to return to and I almost didn't. Snivelling Sneed had gone to Prof to tattle on me, and of course, Prof was going to fire me for insubordination, arrogance, leaving my post, and so on but the moment Sneed mentioned WHY I left unexpectantly, even Prof in his newly sober state almost kicked him up the arse for trying to stop me. When I returned to work Prof even apologized for Sneed and he had sent a few maternity items to the house as an apology and a gift for y/n. In fact many around town had sent things to us in the days since Sebastian was born, which was incredibly kind of them, Even if the nurses had been pestering me, well everyone had really about when they all were to see him, as we had yet to take him out in public or even reveal his name. I had told her it was up to her but I think she just wanted to keep him all to ourselves a little while longer. I had surgery this afternoon nothing major my last job of the day, was just an arm amputation so I was in the room with Sneed as we got prepared, hetty rushing around with another couple of nurses in order to get things prepped and ready. 

When suddenly I spotted a sight indeed, She arrived to the prep room. 

Dressed in her little black boots, usual stockings and other such dress elements, her beautiful little grey dress, her hair pinned up, with her little hat on, as well as her little gloves which she just slipped off as she entered. I smiled so widely almost crying, that she had come to visit me at work, and given I hadn't seen her in anything but her nightie in about two months, she looked so mesmerizingly beautiful. But then I noticed she wasn't alone as with her she tugged with her a little wicker carriage closed up to hide him from the heat. 

"Good Afternoon," She smiled of course immediately getting everyone's attention 

But I couldn't hold back any longer I rushed over and gave her a cuddle and a kiss "Awww Hello darling, you came to visit?"

"Of course I did," She smiled

"You look beautiful"

"Thank you, I thought perhaps everyone could meet him?" she smiled 

"I think that's a wonderful idea." I smiled and honestly as if the hospital was psychic. Honestly, I think one nurse may have just seen her coming in with the pram and thus told everyone else! almost all the nurses, Jim, and even prof all lingered outside the door. So we let everyone in much to Sneed's annoyance and I gave her a kiss letting her take charge of this moment. 

She giggled a little to see how everyone was so excited, and she pulled back the cover slowly pulling him up into her arms so everyone could see him. "Ladies and gentlemen I proudly introduce. Sebastian William Dawkins." She smiled, 

And Immediately there was CHAOS! 

All the nurses wanted to see him and coo over him, they all got their chance to hold him, I was congratulated by everyone in the room! which is strange I really didn't do much, he got a million compliments from everyone saying how cute he was, how sweet he was, how well-behaved he was being, Hell Even SNEED! cracked a smile when he got a turn to hold Sebastian. Until at last he found his way back to me so I could have a cuddle again.

"yes Hello, Hi little guy" I smiled giving him a cuddle 

"Congrats. Really." Sneed said a moment of peace between us

"Thank you, Now everyone out we have a surgery to do." I told them and everyone begrudgingly left but Hetty, and sneed. "Ohh I know I know I want to cuddle you a little longer but Daddy has work to do. Go on then back to your mummy" I smiled giving his head a little kiss and handing him back to Y/n, but the moment I did I noticed his little hand, in it he held the short chain from Sneed's Waistcoat clearing having stolen it without him noticing, Y/n and I looked at each other rather sheepishly but all we could do was laugh "That's my boy." 

"Slippy little devil" She giggled putting him back in his pram with his blanket "So? can we stay?"

"Stay?"

"to watch, I figured Sebastian could watch his daddy work." 

"You are too sweet, of course, but just remember everyone is going to make a fuss of you,"

"I know, It's okay. I'm sure he's excited to get such fuss"

"I'm sure of it." I smiled "Alright as soon as I'm done with the surgery we'll head home" 

She nodded and took the pram with her to the viewing area so she and Sebastian could watch, I continued to sort out and organize I offered my coin to do the flip as usual but he handed it back 

"You do it."

"Thanks," I smirked a little, So we headed out and of course, did the surgery, it wasn't all that exciting but I often glanced up to Y/n seeing her holding Sebastian so he could watch until finally It was over so I cleaned up and met y/n in the entryway "Hello, daddy do good?" I asked as I pulled Sebastian into  a cuddle 

"Aww he loved it, he adored watching his daddy work. A future little surgeon I'm sure of it." 

"Absolutely, future Dr Dawkins right here." I smiled "Shall we head home then?"

"Of course, dinner's waiting" She smiled putting Sebastian back in his pram, so we headed home together, we sat down to dinner and then sat by the fire having a drink each while she fed Sebastian.

"You are the best mother you know that?"

"Awww thank you Jack, you are an excellent father" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss, 

I heard the front door but didn't think much of it. 

Until Elis spoke up. "Uhhh Ma'am." 

we both perked up and immediately I had a heart attack! 

Y/n quickly handed Sebastian to me and fixed her dress as she stood up and turned to see the man in the doorway in his naval uniform, So I quickly put Sebastian in his crib and stood too. 

"Hello, Father," She smiled 

"y/n! sweetheart!" He gleamed so eager to see her but he then looked at me and Sebastian confused about who I was and why I was here. "Wha-"

"I...I Have some new father." She said "I uhh i-" She began nervously but I took her hand standing with her to keep her close "I got married father, while you were gone."

"M-married!"

"I did, This is my husband Dr Jack Dawkins. We fell in love Father and I know we should have waited but we wanted to be together so badly, I do hope you're not angry."

"Y/n, my sweet daughter, I'm not angry" he reassured and she ran giving him a tight hug "I'm so happy you found who makes you happy," He smiled pushing her back gently and turning his attention to me "Please to meet you Son." He said offering his hand 

"Sir." I smiled shaking his hand 

"Doctor?"

"Surgeon sir. Surgeon Leftiant actually, New to Port Victoria" 

"Ahh good man" He saluted "Captian myself."

"Ohh sir." I saluted back "I'm sorry she never said-"

"I wasn't when I left" he winked "You take care of my daughter?"

"Yes sir, I have a job at the royal Hosptial."

"Well I am sorry I missed it all you two, But I look forward to getting to know my son in law" He smiled bringing her hand and giving it to me 

"I look forward to getting to know you too sir."

"Thank you Father" She smiled 

"Anything else I've missed?" He laughed

"Well..." She blushed going to fetch Sebastian and he looked shocked but very happy "You're a grandfather too."

"A-A Grandfather!" He smiled overjoyed "May I?"

"Of course" she smiled handing Sebastian over to her father he held him gently in his arms sweetly crying at the sight of his grandson 

"His name?"

"Sebastian" She smiled 

"Oh?" He asked curiously

"Captain Sebastian Grimm, Got me my job in the navy without him I'd never be here, or with y/n."

"Understandable" He nods 

"Sebastian William Dawkins" She smiled telling him Sebastian's full name "After your father."

He wiped away his tears, "My grandson, I cannot think of a better sight to return home to" He smiled before he handed Sebastian back to us and then hugged all three of us tightly. "I am so happy to be home."

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As Fips stretched and picked Abel up, his gaze quickly went to Malachai. "Malachai, me and the rest of the family, except Isaac because he's sick, are gonna go ice skating, do you wanna come with us?" Malachai turned his gaze to Fips, and after a few seconds of consideration, he shook his head and said: "No"

Fips shrugged and then yelled over to Lawrence, who was upstairs helping Eli get ready: "He doesn't wanna come!" "Alright!" Lawrence yelled back to him. When Lawrence and Eli finally came downstairs, Fips was already standing at the door with Abel in his arms. Joshua quickly ran downstairs after Eli, to not keep them waiting, while Mordecai and Micah came out of the kitchen, considering they got a quick snack. Fips then looked back at Malachai and Isaac. "Alright, behave you two" ,He said sternly before they left, locking the door behind them just in case.

After a few seconds of silence, Isaac and Malachai exchanged looks. However, it wasn't long before Isaac grabbed a tissue and sneezed into it, narrowing his eyes as he blew his stuffy nose. He had Fips played in the snow a few too many times without proper winter clothing, and now Isaac had gotten sick. Malachai sighed, he didn't particularly like Isaac, but they were brothers, and Malachai still cared about Isaac in a way.

"uh...do you want me to make you soup?" ,Malachai asked, to which Isaac perked up, staring at him. With a hoarse, quiet voice, the younger boy muttered a small "...yes please" in embarrassment. Malachai stood up from the couch and walked to the kitchen, grabbing a pot and sighing. He made some chicken soup, how Fips always does it, and then brought a bowl of soup to Isaac, who was cuddled up in blankets on the couch. Isaac accepted the soup with a small nod, and began eating it, enjoying the sensation of the heat going down his throat and filling his stomach.

Malachai sat down on the couch and put the TV on, going on Netflix and selecting a random horror movie he had watched a billion times already. In the middle of it, Malachai felt something hit his shoulder, and grumbled in annoyance. When he looked, however, he saw Isaac had fallen asleep, with his head resting on Malachai's shoulder. With a small sigh, and a thin smile on his face, Malachai pulled Isaac closer, so the latter was on the former's lap, with Isaac's head on his chest. As He covered them with a blanket, Malachai turned his gaze back to the TV, his left hand subconsciously toying with Isaac's hair while the right one held him so he wouldn't roll off the the older boy and onto the floor.

BONUS

Few hours later, Malachai heard the front door open. He turned his head, and saw Abel practically bouncing back into the house, with Fips right behind him. Joshua was carrying a sleepy Eli in his arms, while Lawrence was holding hands with Micah and Mordecai. "We're back!" ,Fips announced as Malachai rolled his eyes and stated: "Obviously"

"Where's Isaac?" ,Lawrence asked as he looked around the room, raising a brow. Malachai sighed, and then gestured at Isaac, who was still sleeping on him. "Awwww.." , Mordecai cooed. Abel giggled, but didn't care enough to really comment as he just went upstairs, probably to play with his chew toys. "Well, at least you two didn't fight" ,Fips mentioned as he took off his coat. Joshua smiled, agreeing with a nod as he carried Eli upstairs so the two could go to bed. It was late after all, and Eli was tired. Micah leaned onto Lawrence, yawning adn hugging his Beloved Father, as Lawrence grinned and hugged him back. Mordecai chuckled, and walked over to where Isaac and Malachai was laying.

However, as Mordecai reached out to Touch Isaac, he was met with Malachai pointing his machete at him with a glare. "Don't fucking touch him" ,Malachai scowled, as Fips narrowed his eyes and quickly forced him to lower his machete. Fips sighed, and sternly told Malachai: "Don't point that at your siblings!" Lawrence sighed and walked forward to take Mordecai, who was now whining and whimpering, into his arms. Meanwhile, Micah just waddled upstairs to fall into his bed and sleep.

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