#gawd he's giving me brain rot | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

lolishdes · 10 months

Note

Soooo after reading part 2 of the story i fell asleep and gawd dayum when i woke up i suddenly had an idea well more likely my brain created a plot, so the plot goes like this

The divorce was processed and now the reader is successfully out of diluc's clutches (tho the divorce created so many backlash but that doesn't matter anyways so-) and after some therapy and comfort from Alhaitham they are now a couple, 5 years later the reader was sitting in a park bench (lol cliché i know) and suddenly someone approached her lo and behold it was diluc (oh my gawd so effin clichéééééé) he was like "y/n is that you?" (Like bish use your eyes) and the reader was like "oh it's you, good afternoon mr.ragvindr" and diluc asked if he can sit beside reader and the reader said ok and then diluc proceeds to ask how they've been and the reader said that they've been happier after the divorce and the reader also proceeds to ask the same and made a remark that diluc must've married jean after the divorce and that he also has a family that he's been dreaming about because jean also revealed that she's pregnant after they got divorced and diluc answered "actually no i did not continue my relationship to jean because she cheated on me with my half brother, kaeya and she's pregnant with his child" and then you said "oh that's so sad, well maybe that's your karma(lol not me being petty), I'm just kidding" and then diluc laugh's and said that it's alright and that he agrees that maybe it is his karma for what he did to you back then, and then he proceeds to tell you that he's been looking for you and that he's sorry for what he did and that he regrets it (yeah BS i know) and that if you wanted to start over again and some other cliché shit like that, you stood up and was about to answer his disgusting question when you suddenly felt something wrapped up around your waist and then you heard "mommy!, we're sorry that we made you wait" and then followed up by "yes we're sorry my love, there was a kid throw a tantrum because the ice cream that he wanted was out of stock" and when you turned around it was AlHaitham carrying nahida (the youngest 3yrs old) and the one who's hugging you is yaoyao(the oldest 5 yrs old), Alhaitham noticed diluc's presence and he looked at diluc and said that why is he here and what does he want from you but diluc was not listening as he has his focus on yaoyao, and yada yada yaoyao is the child of diluc and since that I'm petty yaoyao knows what his father did and refuses to acknowledge him as her father and that her only father is Alhaitham and that made diluc more miserable and ofc diluc tried to take yaoyao through court but that didn't happen because Haitham is a lawyer a smart one at that and diluc lost the case and now he miserable for the rest of his life lol

I actually wanna write the full details but my braincells suddenly reduced from 100 to -1 so yeah HAHAHAHA i know that this shit is cliché AF but hear me out-💀 btw i stalked your acc and dayum i love how you write your smuts😩🫶

HAHHAHA no no its okay if they can be cliche, just speak your heart out! And yes I did somewhat have a similar idea to what you have! A happy ending for Reader and Haitham, but as for Diluc and Jean? I don't have a definite ending for them, actually I'd rather they just erase themselves and stay away from Reader and Haitham's lives.

Reader already had enough shit coming from Diluc and Jean, its her time to just move on and look at the future she and Haitham would share. But id definitely give an ending wherein those two get their karma for what they’ve done.

But anyways you guys can interpret what happens to Reader and Haitham in anyway you all want! After all, although Haitham dropped the love bomb, reader never explicitly said she loves him back too so 👀 ooohh drama~ HAHA Just know that theres no definite ending that I give in these stories so you guys can brain rot away haha (Also there a low chnace for a part 3, but we'll see. I want to focus on other works thats why hehe)

Also eeepp!! You checked my other works? 🥺 I am so glad to hear that, expect more in the future then! 💕

#lolishdes asks

9 notes · View notes

queenoftheworldisdead · 3 years

Note

Number 8 of best friends to lovers 👀👀

For Sale

Number 8 of best friends to lovers “so, we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk-dialed me to tell me you love me?”

Ransom x Reader

warning: Kissing

not dark. i wanted this to be dark, but it didn’t happen. probably because my brain is story.

🏡

The real-estate sign that bared your face now freshly planted in the yard of a gorgeous luxury mansion. Mrs. Thrombey had finally saw fit to give your first high end listing. The commission from this alone would be more than what you could earned if you sold every listing you had thus far.

As you marched off the lawn you headed to your car to grab your camera. Lots of photos needed to be taken before you could post the listing online and bring it officially to market. While bent over in your backseat in the driveway you were surprised to hear a car pull up behind you.

There is no way a potential buyer could be here this soon. The sign just went up.

Looking over the backseat you peer out curiously. A classic Porsche now parked almost bumper to bumper with you.

Ransom? What the hell?

It was far beyond unusual for the son of your boss to bother you at a listing. He normally preferred to annoy you at your desk, in the office of Thrombey Real Estate.

Grabbing your camera and closing the door to your car you stand with hand on hip curious as to why he was here.

"Don't even think about it. This is my first high profile listing and I am not letting you defile it. Like you did the loft." You looked at him accusingly.

🏡

When you first got hired everyone was quick to tell you that Ransom had a reputation around the office. He had fucked a number of Mrs. Thrombey's assistance and three different girls in accounting. So when he finally made an appearance your defenses were up.

🏡

A month in and to your surprise he never made a move. It was a slight hit to your ego as you sat and watched him try and fuck anything that moved in the office.

If his mother wasn't around he would often gravitate to your desk. You were suspicious at first, but when he brought your favorite flavored coffee his presence became a lot more tolerable. Even if he spent most of the time talking ad nauseam about other women while you rolled your eyes and chided him for being a douche.

You had gotten so close with the arrogant playboy that his mother would reach out to you on occasion for her sons whereabouts. So when your new bud asked to borrow the keys to one of your lofts you saw no problem with it.

He returned the key the next day, leaving them on your desk with a frosted sprinkled treat next too it.

Unfortunately that didn't makeup for the destruction he rot. When you opened the door to the loft it looked liked he fucked over every inch of the place. The living room's upholstery had mystery stains everywhere, the kitchen was trashed with empty takeout boxes and the bedroom you had staged looked ran through. Leaving you with no other choice but to cancel the showing and hire a cleaning crew to fix the damage he had done.

🏡

Your face soured at the sight of his cocky smile as he exited the Porsche.

"A little ungrateful don't you think?"

You scrunched a brow very confused as to what he could mean by grateful. "What are you talking about?"

"This listing.. I convinced Ma to give it to you. You deserved it." He said as he placed and arm around your shoulder, walking with you up the drive and into the estate.

Planting your feet once you passed through the entryway you nudge him with your elbow to give you space, but he didn't move.

"Ransom I don't know what game you are playing with me today, but I need to take these photo's so that I can get it officially listed on the market" you say flatly as you try and move away. Ransom's hold on your shoulder is unwavering, pulling you closer with every escape attempt. Pushing your frustration aside you begin fiddling with your camera, resolving to taking photo's with him on your hip.

Snapping shots in the foyer while Ransom leans his weight on you. "And besides even if what your saying is true it still doesn't make up for you destroying my loft a day before a showing" you huffed with the camera pressed to your lash.

“So, we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk-dialed me to tell me you love me?”

The sudden change of subject had you lowering the lens. The stunned look sending him into a fit of deep giggles as you stared off into the distance. You could not dare bring yourself to look him in the eye.

🏡

"Don't be all shy now. I was really flattered" he said digging out his cell from his coats breast pocket. Holding the device out he let it play for you on speaker. 'Hey! Hey Ranny! Ransom... Handsome! Oh my gawd did you know your name rhymes with HANDSOME..' You cringed at the volume of your drunken voice as the song Holy jolly Christmas played loudly in the back ground. 'You are so handsome. UGH! Why do I have to be in love with your stupid handsome face? I know the only reason you even talk to me is to use me for my listings, but FUCK! At least toss a girl a bone!' The voicemail cut out after that. Ransom stared at you the entire time, your discomfort very apparent as it brought him further joy.

🏡

Mrs. Thrombey's Christmas party did you in. You got shit faced at an office party. You raked a hand over your face as you relived the moments of last Saturday. He had been sitting on this tape for days and you weren't sure why he waited so long to drop a bomb on you like this.

Seeing Ransom with some hot random yet again made you feel some kind of way. He had already asked you for a key to a listing earlier in the day. You knew he was set to bring her there before the night was through. The Tequila must have stirred something in you, because as the free drinks flowed you realized how devilishly handsome the son of your boss was, how you wanted nothing more than to be bent over and railed by him on his mother's desk.

The next morning you checked your phone as you normal did. Nothing out of the ordinary no missed calls or text. So you had no idea that drunk you was all in her feelings, leaving voicemails like a needy idiot.

🏡

You were so lost in thought you hadn't realized that Ransom was behind you until you felt the camera slip from your fingers and into his hand.

"Look Ransom that was drunk me. Sober me is.."

"Shut up. " You felt the vibration of each word as he pressed into your back. Swallowing thickly you tightened your lip. "Come on lets play house."

He led you up the stairs and through the estate with an air of familiarity. Your legs moved, but you felt as if you weren't in control of them. When he opened the door to the master bedroom you started to snap out of it.

Ransom turned to look at you when you halted your stride. As you opened your mouth to protest he crashed into your lips. His tongue invading your mouth as you held up your hands in helplessness.

Ransom's hands took either side of your thighs, hooking them and lifting you off your feet. Your weight being moved effortlessly to the bed where he laid you with care.

When the door to the master bedroom swung open only two people were surprised.

"Jesus Christ! Ransom!" Mrs Thrombey's voice startled you, but did not faze her son.

"And you. I am so disappointed in you" she slammed the door to the master bedroom.

#Ransom x black reader #Ransom x black!reader #Ransom x reader #black writer

113 notes · View notes