#i literally woke up from this dream just now almost in tears

[deadghosy]

Since your stuck I decided to help you out with the power of creativity!

How would characters of Hazbin Hotel react to Swan/Duck reader it's branching from penguin reader with how she got stuck in hell for a while

The power mainly focuses on them flying and wind magic ect!

REMINDER: REQUESTS ARE CLOSED‼️

HAZBIN HOTEL X DUCK! READER

Warning: yandere themes.

prompt: a common mistake made your life eventual as people started to fawn over you

You were supposed to be in heaven…BUT NOOOO, they sent you to hell because they mistook you for someone else. They could’ve just said they were full like a night club…

So now you are in a pond swimming around peacefully. But there’s always a man with a hat and an apple cane that comes to see you literally everyday. You don’t know who he is, but he got attached badly. He would bring bread and show you rubber ducks with an awkward smile.

You just go over to him and eat the bread. You never learned how to talk since birth since your mother abused you. Being jealous of your pure soul and natural beauty. She always told you to shush. Making the sour taste in your mouth sting to never talk.

Eventually the man introduced himself as Lucifer, that’s when it hit you that this man was the first fallen angel, and king of hell. He must have seen your eyes widen in shock. “You can understand me?” He asked you as he scratched under your beak making you lean in his touch. You nodded as he smiles showing his sharp teeth.

“That’s even bettter.” He said

Two days after that, you were literally sleeping when you woke up to feel two hands pick you up, it was Lucifer who cooed at your drowsy face as he takes you to a hotel. Were you finally getting a place to stay instead of outside?

“Listen, my daughter has a dream…to redeem sinners…I wanna believe in her, but our people chose to make hell this way.” He says with a somber look. He took you inside to see basically a female version of Lucifer but more cheery looking as she gasped at you. “Dad? Is that the duck you’ve been talking about?! Aww they’re soooo cute!” She says as she holds you.

And that’s your story of how now you are basically part of the hotel’s family.

I imagine you just getting prince/princess treatment everyday from the hotel and Lucifer himself as he literally trims your duck fur as you just sit there on a fancy ass pillow.

I headcannon that angel dust buys you shades a lot because your yellow/white feathers is so majestic, he just had to make you even more bad ass.

Angel dust loves how high headed you are, not letting anyone tear you down even with a word. He admires you, so he wants you to admire him as well.

I headcannon for you to deadass have an attitude when bothered. Literally Alastor wanted to see what was so special about you. And so he woke you up from your beauty sleep making you go haywire on him.

You pecked him as he tried to hit you, possibly trying to injure you only to injure himself as he came out pissed off with a smile. He definitely spit out a feather as you quacked out a laugh as if this shit was looney tunes.

Charlie always rants to you about her days and how her and vaggie’s relationship is going. Charlie was notified by her father that you can understand her. She doubted it at first, but when you actually nodded she gasped shocked with stars in her eyes.

You and Charlie grew close…to the point she was almost like her father. Constantly checking up on you, feeding you. Watching you. You tried to push it off…but it was kinda unsettling.

You could obviously fly, which you do around the hotel to spread your wings. But when you fly you have a glowing yellow light around you.

I can see you just chilling at the bar as residents come in and out as you just get petted as husk grumbles a little and also pets you. Husk was immediately enchanted by your soft duck feathers

You love to make small tornados at sinners who cause trouble in the hotel. You are the hotel’s duck, so you must at least protect the guests at least.

Vaggie is the one to always make sure to research what ducks eat before making sure you can eat them. She likes how you make everyone feel fuzzy and warm inside. Even her.

You damn well hated that you died into a duck body..but it felt nice knowing that you couldn’t just live the possible human or at least whatever you are. Demon or angel. You could possibly be in a pond sleeping and eating bread all damn day.

I imagine Sir Pentious had put a top hat on you that’s similar like the ones his egg boiz wear. So he loves to have you around when he builds things.

You doze off like this and it’s so cute to the point they will record and take a picture of you. (If you don’t wanna click link, it’s a duck nodding its head off until it goes limp since the duck is tired)

I headcannon Alastor to hate you at first and want to cook you for duck stew, but then he falls in love with how entertaining and smart you are. You technically aren’t just a mere duck.

I can see you just making small hurricanes in your bath tub when niffty has to wash you. You once accidentally splashed her. But she chuckled splashing you.

A sinner once tried to take you from the hotel’s pond that Lucifer made for you only be found 30 secs later taking you.

“WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TOUCHING MY DUCKLING?!” Lucifer yells angrily at the sinner who got knocked flat on their ass. His demon form was coming out as fire spits out his mouth when he huffed.

You did a comedic side eye at Lucifer who was acting possessive as hell itself. You didn’t even know what to do as this man kept holding you like a pet duck you seen fat white men do in the streets.

The sinner didn’t live after that.

I can see husk just petting you softly and then eventually just falling asleep on your body. Like his head is on your body as you just watch hell tv as he snores. Oddly comfortable in your soft feathers.

You literally waddle around the hotel wearing a cute scarf with your favorite color. Alastor oddly knitted it for you like a old grandma to their grandchild 😭

I imagine you just side eyeing Lucifer as he suddenly had the urge to read more information about ducks and how their eggs look. So imagine how Lucifer would act if you pregnant. But the thing is, you rather die then be in pain in birth.

Lucifer makes you a lot of blue things to remind you of a pond since that was the place you chill in a lot. It was to the poke Charlie and Lucifer nodded to make you a pond in the backside of the hotel. It’s your little chill haven.

You felt pissy one day because your feathers were molting..so the wind outside was heavy cause your feathers were just falling and you hated it. You felt insecure but the crew felt your feelings and started to cheer you up. Soon or later, your new feathers came back quickly.

The Vee’s had definitely notice your presence since you first came here. I mean who the hell looks like a damn duck down here with pure beautiful feathers that remind them of so called heaven.

I can see the Vee’s and you having the relationship where it’s basically like team rocket and pikachu type troupe. 😭 they always fail trying to kidnap you because you literally put out ducks that look like you and they fall for it, EVERY SINGLE TIME-

I headcannon you have a ribbon your favorite color wrapped around your neck like a bow or collar with your name on it❤️

Vox had literally set his drone to spy on you as he watches with a sick grin at how adorable and elegant you looked just swimming in your sweet pond and how you just outsmart Alastor. 

Imagine how badass you are to suddenly turn big in size because the hotel was being threatened. So you literally grew in a size of the hotel building and flapped your wings to fly them bitches to who knows nowhere.

If you were on the same branch, you would definitely be the older sister of penguin! Reader if it was lore type shit 😭 you don’t play no games about your emotions as you are always observing

LOL IMAGINE YOU WADDLING TO GO TO THE BATHROOM LIKE A HUMAN AND THE EGG BOIZ JUST FOLLOW AFTER YOU AS IF YOU WERE THEIR MOTHER-

The Vee’s definitely sneak on you by Vox’s drone that swarms around your pond without your knowledge.

Velvette literally sends you nice outfits your size. Literally cute outfits where the holes are for your wings so you can fly and look drippy as hell.

See I could definitely imagine you sneaking out the hotel to just get hooked up with your new outfit stylist which is Velvette now.

Vox

Imagine how cold the state duck! Reader has (hear me out, edit audio type shit starts playing-)

I can see you just swimming and Lucifer takes a picture of you, admiring your beauty in place as you just flock around your damn pond. “That’s my baby….” He says wiping a dramatic tear from his eyes.

Valentino. Now I won’t say he would be obsessed romantically but more platonically as he would love for you to be part of his life as his pet only. Like an actual pet he would take care of.

I headcannon Alastor actually tried to feed you some bread…and you accepted it making Alastor smile wildly at how you trusted him getting close to you for one.

Lmao you literally did some Wingardium Leviosa ass shit on someone because you didn’t like how they looked at you 😭

You literally are so coddled and spoiled…it was to the point you would be walking or more like waddling down the damn streets alone and people would aw at your beauty and gracious. It’s overwhelming, but at least you know people won’t fuck with you.

But people just never learnt to keep their hands off of a beautiful creature.

Once Adam got sent down to find an angel that was suppose to be in heaven. He didn’t except for you to be a fuckin duck. So he laughed and took you up with ease as you quacked furiously, trying to get at least someone’s attention.

It was too late as Lucifer sees you get flown up into the heaven portal. Lucifer dropped the tray of lemonade in shock to see his beloved flying into the portal. Lucifer felt his heart squeeze knowing that the bastard knew he couldn’t get into heaven.

Lucifer quickly spout out his wings and fly sharply towards adam’s fading figure. Adam snickers seeing Lucifer’s anger in his glowing red eyes. He turned around and waved you around to taunt Lucifer as you had a “I don’t have time for this…” face. Literally you pecked Adam’s face and hands making Adam spazz out and throw you at Lucifer’s face.

“FINE! TAKE YOUR DUMB ASS DUCK!” Adam yells as he flies off grumbling about making you into duck stew

So Lucifer was happy with a derpy expression and calmed down holding you. He got even more protective as he makes sure you are watched 24/7. He wanted to give you freedom…but after that stunt Adam did. He’s not letting anyone touch you without his permission. Of course his daughter can though!

But what if Adam had succeeded in his capture of you, things would be most likely how it was in hell….just more clean and healthy.

St. Peter definitely greeted you with a warm smile as you didn’t….you didn’t like how he just sassed you and let you fall to hell. So of course it was rocky, but soon or later you two got along since he brides you with bread. He soon gets obsessed with how you get so trusting over things. He uses that to his advantages.

Sera greets you with open arms, literally as she picks you up. Cooing at your pure yellow/white feathers that matches the aesthetic of heaven. You match perfectly here as your angel form is two pair of wings. Your normal duck wings and angel wings. You are the most beautiful angel she ever met and laid eyes on as she shows you around heaven. Every part and area of it. This shall be your new home.

Emily won’t be a crazyyy person over you. As I can see her being a light hearted person who doesn’t love bomb you in a manipulative manner but only wants to be your friend in a loving way. She finds you amazing at how smart and caring you are towards her as you visit her and she visits you back. She brings you every bread know to man and heaven as she noticed you like bread. You and her are clearly amazing friends to each other.

The Angels adore your every movement as if you were also a god/godesss. You were confused at this attention. It was way more overwhelming when you were in hell with the others. Just like how the penguin! Reader was, you made a social media account and half of heaven followed you. It was an insane amount of followers that you didn’t mean to have. But the angels love to greet you as you fly/walk by. With you being so graceful here, who wouldn’t say you belonged here.

Adam most definitely is possessive and always manipulates you into thinking he is superior. He forces himself to be your caretaker, he literally makes you stay in his place all day and all time watched over. He feels the need to control your very bidding and movement as this dickhead degrades you to make you feel useless. It sometimes works, but sometimes doesn’t. 

Lute is a controlling person who sees your intelligence as a threat as she wants to break you into her clasp. She’s the second most controlling than Adam. But she’s an overwhelming controlling as she wants you you to see her as your protector and person you can be dependent on at all times. She wants you to be able to tell her everything you know so she can just please you.

Adam finds it amusing at how you got use it heaven so quick despite this new attention. You literally sit on his lap napping as he lounges on the couch. Basically watching sports or whatever.

You can’t help but think, “why am I even surprised.”

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[d0youc0py]

Could you do any 141 member (I don’t really care I love them all) comforting civilian!reader while she’s on her period? Like the cramps, nausea, mood swings?

Thanks!

He winced as another pained groan left your lips.

“Pain killers didn’t help?” He frowned. He laid down behind you tucking you against him. He pressed a kiss to the back of your head, his hands pressing down on the heating pad against your stomach. The pressure made you feel better and you softly grabbed his hand and put it under the heating pad, silently asking him to massage your stomach. “I got you.” He pressed another kiss to your shoulder.

“Are you done with your paperwork yet?” You whined.

“Ya, Sweetheart.” He lied. The thought of leaving you alone to suffer on the couch made his stomach turn. “You rest up, now and I’ll fix us some dinner later, yeah?”

“Don’t leave till I fall asleep please.” You requested, scooting closer to him.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

He’s literally the dream partner when it comes to this stuff

He has always been a very nurturing person

He has your special week marked on his calendar so he’s never caught off guard if you snip at him or you wake up and need to change the sheets

When he can’t be with you he always ships a care package to your house with all the things you could possibly need (snacks, pads/tampons, medicine, a card saying how much he loves you)

He’s the best honestly

“Kid, open the door!” The door handle jiggled. You splashed cold water over your face trying to calm down, but no matter how hard you tried sobs wracked your body. You blamed the hormones. You and Simon were new in your relationship, about five months in, and you had just recently started spending the night at his place. You always had a plan for what to do if you got your period during the night but you didn’t plan for it to come almost a week early. You woke up feeling a familiar wetness and practically ripped yourself out of Simon’s arms. To make matters worse he had his thigh resting between your legs, meaning- you didn’t even want to say it. You shook the thoughts out of your head.

“Sweetheart, c’mon.” Simon sighed from the other side of the door. “You know what I do for a living, yeah? You think a little blood is gonna scare me off? I find that a bit offensive if I’m being honest.”

“It’s disgusting and embarrassing!” You shouted through your sobs.

“It’s not disgusting.” He shot back. “Whoever made you feel that way is a cunt. And it might seem embarrassing now, but I promise you in a week it’ll make you laugh. Out you come.” He shook the door handle again. He did make you feel better. “There she is.” He whispered. You looked him over, happy he had changed his sleep shorts. A clunky thumb wiped away a few remaining tears.

The man is completely unbothered

You can throw a whole hissy fit and he’ll just ask if you’ve eaten anything today

Bodily fluids don’t faze him at all- you could bleed, vomit and cry all over him and he’d just pat you on the back

He’s still doesn’t always understand how to take care of other people, so if you want/need him to do something all you have to do is ask

He never ever makes you feel bad/embarrassed about anything

“Si, you aren’t going to believe the blood clot that just came out of me.” “I’m proud of you Sweetheart.”

“I just can’t believe he did that to her!” You sobbed, wiping your eyes on your husbands shirt.

“What a bastard.” He growled, wiping a tear from his own eye. He wrapped an arm tighter around you, throwing a few pieces of popcorn into your mouth.

“Get off the screen!” You shouted, throwing a few pieces of popcorn at the TV.

“Ya, fuck off!” Johnny yelled after you tossing a few pieces as well. You both looked at each other before bursting into a giggle fit.

Every time you on your period it seems like Johnny also goes on his

You would think both of you being so emotional would cause problems, but it really makes you feel less alone

He definitely steals higher grade pain meds from the base to help you (Price caught him and started doing it for his own partner)

Absolutely loves to take warm showers with you

This man is also unfazed by bodily fluids ;)

Whenever you feel sick he is on the other side of the door cheering you on

You hated when you got your period and he wasn’t here. It always reminded you of how sucky life was before him and how much spoiled you are now. You pressed yourself deeper into his pillow, inhaling his scent. Your muscles relaxed slightly- but it was nothing compared to the real thing. The pain killers had yet to kick in and your body felt so hot and uncomfortable. Your ears piqued up when you heard the door open.

“Babe?”

“Ky!” You screeched. The ache in your stomach couldn’t stop you from running through the flat to greet him. “What are you doing here? Your not suppose to be home for another two weeks?” You questioned between both of you pressing kisses against each other.

“I can just stay for two days.” He sighed, scooping you up. “I told Cap you weren’t feeling well- and let’s just say being the favorite has its perks.”

If you thought Price was good wait till you meet Kyle He definitely learned it from Price

Total Princess treatment to the max

“Ky, I can tie my shoes.” “Don’t worry bout it love.”

He shows love through acts of service so this is his time to shine ✨

Has a stash of all your favorite snacks/drinks for when the time comes

He usually puts you between his legs and the two of you play video games for the next eight hours- distraction helps take you mind off of the pain

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[venusjaynie]

not him

billy hargrove x pregnant!reader

summary: you're 8 months pregnant and billy couldnt be happier. but even though he's excited for your little ball of sunshine to finally make his appearance, he's got some concerns.

warnings: neil hargrove, mentions of past abuse, mentions of child abuse, billy has abandonment issues and nightmares, some swearing, insecurity from both reader and billy hurt/comfort, lots of fluff (of course)

A/N: i think billy would be so worried about being a dad when you have your first kid. he doesn't want to end up like neil, and he doesn't want you to have to leave like his mother did :(

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When you first told Billy that the two of you are having a baby, he was freaked as fuck.

You were only 18 at the time, and he had just turned 19. The both of you always said you would wait until marriage to have children, and you didn't really have the money to support a kid at the time. Neither of you were prepared for the pregnancy happen, your being apartment cramped enough as it is with just the two of you, but as scared as you may have been, there was still an overwhelming amount of joy that took over you.

It took a couple of days for Billy to let the news sink in, and when he really thought about it, he was ecstatic. Now the excitement hasn't necessarily subsided for Billy, per say. It's just that, along with all that bubbling anticipation, he's doubting his skills of fatherhood, because he literally doesn't have any. Not yet anyway.

Billy doesn't plan to open up about his concerns, mainly because he's embarrassed, but also because you have more than enough on your plate being pregnant and all, and he doesn't want to burden you with some silly insecurities which he thinks will go away after a few weeks.

He's wrong.

They don't go away: if anything, they get worse. The closer you get to having your baby, the more worried he becomes. He's had to sleep on your couch, or not at all, because he's woken up in cold sweats after nightmares about Neil, or sometimes, he'll dream that he's the one mistreating his kid. Billy doesn't tell you, though. When he has these dreams, he wakes up, kisses your forehead gently, and tip-toes to the living room, where he sits on the couch and calms himself back down, before curling up on the soft seat and trying to get a couple more hours of sleep in before you wake up.

Billy thinks what he's doing is for the best, but what he doesn't realise is that every time you wake up in bed without Billy beside you, the rejections stings like a bee.

Pregnancy has had a real knock on your confidence, and you often worry Billy doesn't see you the way he used to. He had been more than supportive in every way, until the couch crashing started. You had been about 5 months pregnant, your bump very visible, and everything had been fine, until you went to bed. At around 4 in the morning, you had felt nauseous, and woke up to tell Billy you were going to the bathroom, but when you rolled over to face him, he wasn't there. Initially, you panicked, and you got up and left your bedroom to look for him, but as you got closer to the living room, however, you heard the TV quietly playing, and saw Billy fast asleep on the couch. You couldn't help the tears that sprung to your eyes at the sight of him being so content sleeping somewhere else instead of with you, but you just blamed that on your heightened hormone production and emotions. You didn't mention it to him the next day, thinking it was a one off occasion, but soon enough you found him on the couch 3 times a week, and then it was almost every night.

After 3 months of him sleeping on the couch from the early hours of the morning, you decide enough is enough. So you choose to confront him when he comes home from work.

At around 6, the time Billy's shift is over, you go to the kitchen and check on the dinner you've prepared. During your maternity leave you've taken to cooking and baking most days, and you're glad you have. It gives you something to do, and you've gotten pretty good at it, or so Billy says anyway.

Checking on the lasagna that's in the oven, you have to wipe your sweaty palms on your apron. You're honestly quite nervous to confront him. As much as you're ready to get to the root of the situation, you're terrified that he's going to turn around and tell you that he doesn't want this, doesn't want you, anymore.

It's 6:15 when Billy walks through the door, and he's not empty handed. He has a pink bouquet in his clutch, and you don't fail the notice how, even after all the bunches of flowers he's bought you over the years, the gesture still makes your stomach do a flip-flop.

"Hey, sweetheart." He doesn't hesitate to make his way to you and plant a big kiss on your lips, and you smile at him. It doesn't quite reach your eyes, however, and Billy notices. "You okay?" You nod in response. He eyes you wearily.

"I'm okay, babe, just tired." He doesn't believe you at all, but he doesn't push.

"These are for you. I saw them on my way this mornin' and they reminded me of you. Picked them up on the way back."

"Thank you, you're very sweet."

"Only for you." Usually a cheesy line like that would have you blushing and giggling at him, but not today. He doesn't even get so much as a breathy chuckle in return, just a half-hearted smile. And with that, he knows something is wrong. You go to turn back to the food you're preparing, but Billy stops you. "Hey, look at me." You do as he says, and he immediately notices the unshed tears in your eyes. "Baby, what's going on?" He reaches for your hand, and you don't pull away.

"Nothing, nothing. I'm alright, just hormones." You try to smile through your tears, but you think it probably comes out as more of a grimace than anything else.

"I don't believe you one bit. Tell me what's wrong, sweetheart."

"Billy, I'm really fine, just drop it." You say, snapping slightly.

He drops it.

You hand him his dinner plate and he makes his way to the table. You do the same, and Billy starts his usual retelling of his day. As much as you try to listen and engage, you're too busy thinking about what you're going to say to him, and Billy notices.

"Honey? Are you listening?" His concerned voice snaps you back into reality and you realise you haven't been paying attention.

"Sorry, Billy. Yes, I'm listening. Just zoned out for a second." He raises an eyebrow at your response.

"Okay, what's going on? Are you tired? Nauseous?"

"No, no it's not that. It's, uh, I just-" You stop yourself with a sigh, thinking it's best to pull yourself together a bit before you have this conversation. Taking a deep breath, you bite the bullet, "Why don't you sleep in our bed anymore?"

Billy looks shocked, then confused, then guilty, then a whole mix of other emotions that you're too tired to decipher.

"You noticed, huh?"

"Yeah, I noticed! Billy, you haven't slept a full night in our bed for 2 months. What the hell is wrong? Am I that repulsive to you that you can't even bare to sleep in the bed with me?" You know that's just the hormones talking, you didn't mean to say that, but you're curious anyway.

"What? No, of course not. That's not it at all." Billy's quiet when he talks, almost shameful. "Is that really what you think?" You nod. "Oh, god, honey, that's not what I think at all. You're beautiful. You've always been beautiful."

"Then why are you sleeping on the couch every damn night?"

"Baby, I-" He cuts himself off and rakes a hand through his hair, tugging a little out of stress. "C'mere, let's sit on the couch, 'kay?" He reaches for your arm, but you shy away from his touch, preparing yourself to be let down by what he has to say. Instead you walk over to your couch and Billy follows behind you like a kicked puppy.

Once settled on the couch, you don't say anything, waiting for Billy to explain his behaviour. He takes a deep breath, and stares at his hands, before speaking.

"I, uh- ever since we- Jesus Christ." His hand rakes through his hair again, and you can tell this isn't easy for him to say. Something in the back of your mind tells you that you were expecting the worst explanation, and that it isn't true, so you reach up and take his hand, linking your fingers with his and softly stroking your thumb on the back of his hand. He looks up at you, his eyes shining slightly.

"Take your time, it's alright. I'm in no rush." He sends you a small, grateful smile and does his best to blink back any tears threatening to leak from his eyes.

"You know how excited I am for our baby, right?" Billy says, and you nod your head. "Good. I'm so fuckin' stoked for us to have a kid. But for the past few months, I've been... having doubts." You're previously sympathetic looks contorts into one of confusion, and hurt. "Not those kind of doubts. Trust me, I wouldn't leave you to look after our kid all alone. I swear. I'm just seriously doubting my ability to be a dad."

"What's making you doubt yourself so much?"

"Neil." The name on Billy's tongue makes you still for a second. "I haven't been able to sleep lately because I keep having nightmares. And it's so stupid, 'cause I know he can't get me but I- God, I'm just so scared that I'm gonna turn out like him."

"You won't." Is all you say in reply.

"How do you know?" He asks quietly.

"Because I know you. I've known you since we were, what? 6?"

"5, actually."

"Exactly. Baby, I've known you forever, and I know that you're nothing like Neil. You wouldn't hurt a kid, and especially not your kid."

"But what if I get really angry and-" He cuts himself off with a hitch in his throat. "I don't wanna do something stupid, and I don't want my stupid actions to make you leave." He says the last part quietly, and it breaks your heart a little.

"Oh, Billy, is that what you're worried about? Me leaving?" He doesn't look at you, but you can tell by the way his mouth drops into a frown that he's confirming your suspicions. You can't help but wrap your arms around his neck, and he wraps his around your torso in response, gripping onto you like a vice. "I'm not gonna leave, and I'll tell you that as many times as it takes for you to believe me, alright?" Billy hugs you impossibly tighter. "And getting angry is normal. You've been angry at me before, right?" He nods into your neck. "And you've never laid a hand on me, right?" He nods firmly. "So I know you'd never hit our baby." You pull away from him slightly to look at him. His glassy eyes can't meet yours, so you press a kiss to his cheek and whisper, "I love you."

"I love you. So much." Billy's shaking hands make their way to your stomach, and he gently rubs in small circles with his thumbs. "I love you, too, kiddo." He manoeuvres his way to the floor into a crouching position and presses a soft kiss to your belly before standing back up and pulling you up with him. His arms snake around your waist and you lean into him, basking in the quiet of the moment, knowing that in a month there will be 3 of you. The thought makes your smile into Billy's chest, and you feel him kiss your temple lovingly. The guy couldn't hurt a fly, and you'll do everything you can to prove it to him, no matter how long it takes for him to believe you.

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i haven't even proof read this but here 🤗

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[wittlesissyb4by]

"What's the matter?" Stephanie asked, coming back upstairs. "Everyone's here, it's time for brunch. Why are you taking so long to get out of bed?"

Oh shit. I forgot people were coming over today. I slept in, but that wasn't why I was taking a while to get up. Right as I slipped from dream space and back into reality, my brain eventually woke up enough to realize something was wrong.

Stephanie read my face almost instantly. "It happened again, didn't it?" she sighed. Giving me that accusatory, exasperated look.

I clutched the sheets to my shoulders. But that was way too obvious. I shouldn't have done that.

She ripped the blankets down, tearing them from my grip.

"Well..." she said, sighing and somewhat smiling to herself, almost as if she expected this.

I tried to turn away, to hide my stained undies, but there was no hiding the little puddle soaked into the sheets.

"Another wet dream?!" She exclaimed incredulously.

It was my 3rd one this week. They'd been happening more and more lately. It wasn't too much of an inconvenience. It was just extremely embarrassing, and Stephanie liked to press the issue.

"You really can't control yourself, can you??"

"It's not my fault!" I whined, trying to salvage some dignity in my soaked, sticky boxers. "You've had me locked up for weeks! And your teasing isn't helpin--"

"Oh don't try to blame this on me!" She scoffed, smirking, "You wanted this. You wanted to do this whole 'chastity play' thing. You told me not to let you out no matter how much you beg. I'm just going by what you said..."

I scrunched up my face. She was right. I hated that she was right. This was literally what I asked for, but it sounded way more fun in my head...

But I also didn't think she would take to it so quickly. She really seemed to enjoy teasing me. Giving me little tickles in the crotch as I walked by. Whispering seductive, dirty things in my ear while we were out at dinner. Even taking the cage off every now and then to edge me several times before putting ice cubes to it so she could stuff it back in. It was torture, she knew it, and she loved it.

"Besides..." she continued, "why would I need to unlock you when you're getting plenty of release into the sheets?

I pouted at that, but there wasn't much I could retort with.

"Well..." she sighed, pulling her hair hair up to tie it back. "I think you know what this means..."

It could mean any number of things. When the hair went up, it was her entering 'dominant' mode.

"You're gonna have to go back in diapers."

My stomach plummeted. Diapers?? Not those again...

"I'm sorry," she said, reading my face, not sounding sorry at all, "but this is not the first time you've been having accidents in bed. Remember what happened after New Year's?"

I remember. Of course I remember. She wouldn't let me forget it. I got a little too drunk to the point that I was incoherent enough to miss the entire countdown. The next day, I woke up to wet sheets. She was furious, not just about the piss-stained linens, but the fact that I neglected her almost the whole night.

For the rest of that week, I had to spend the night in a big pair of fluffy adult diapers. I didn't know they made them that big, or that childish.

"Honey please..." I begged, "Don't you think this is a little excessive...?"

"Absolutely not." She said firmly. "Until you can learn to control yourself better, I don't see any reason why you shouldn't have to wear diapers all day in case you have another 'accident'!"

I winced at the words. "All day??"

"Yes." She said, "As in 'daylight'. Night time too. I'd much rather wake up to your wet diaper than to wet sheets."

My mind was reeling, but apparently the matter was decided because she headed to the closet. Her ponytail swished back and forth as she dug through. Finally, she found what she was looking for. She held the ridiculous white, crinkly diaper up with a huge smile.

"It's diapy time!!" she cooed.

"But Steph!" I whined as she yanked my sticky boxers down, and lifted my legs up by the ankles so she could slide the diaper underneath.

"You just said everyone is downstairs!!"

"Mhmm.." she said, pulling the diaper up over my cage. "What's your point?" she asked, taping up each side.

"They're...they're..."

"I'll let you wear pants." She said, reading my thoughts. "But if you keep whining, I'll send you down there in nothing but your diaper and a t-shirt."

That shut me up real quick. She finished taping up the diaper, making several passes to ensure it was nice and tight, tucking in the folds to ensure there wouldn't be leaks. I tested the bulk, cringing at how loud they were between my legs.

"Try not to move to much," she smirked, "You don't want them to hear the crinkles, do you?"

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Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!curvy!human reader

CW: angst, risky pregnancy issues, fluff, fingering, masturbating (female receiving), breeding kink, pregnancy kink, size kink, exophilia (extraterrestrial kink), monsterfucker

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Chapter 7

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You woke up in pure bliss. Many moons had passed now, your belly had gotten even bigger, your baby had grown. You're living two dreams at once. You were a mother and mated with the one person you've always loved. The owner of your every thought and your every girl-in-love-kind-of-sigh ever since you remember. You were carrying his child inside of you, you would often feel the little baby you both created together kicking your ribs. It brought tears to your eyes. You still don't know how it came to be, how a fully hybrid baby could actually be conceived. You know very well how Neteyam and you *created* the baby, but you have no idea how you actually were able to get pregnant. If it makes any sense. You laugh to yourself.

Things had been a little hard given that your pregnancy was a risky one (interspecies relationship things...) but if you don't count the fact you were feeling so fatigued, heavy and having a bit of trouble breathing from time to time, you had been great. Nothing too much, nothing that made your life quality decrease.

You stretched yourself and got up from your mat, walking towards the space inside your home where you and Neteyam kept the food, water, cooking utensils and such, as you were dying to eat breakfast. This pregnancy was making you so hungry most of the time. It's no surprise. You're carrying a half na'vi child in your human womb. Your fragile body needed way more nutrients than the usual.

You stopped for a second and look through the entrance of your house. You smiled at the view of the Pandoran nature out there, the birds singing, the green grass, the heavy tree branches. It filled your heart with a comforting, wholesome feeling you can't even put to words.

Everything seemed so perfect. Too perfect, actually...

You were eating a piece of the meat Neteyam had hunt for the both of you at dawn, just before he went to train with Jake. You had cooked it with some herbs and a little salt, that you would always ask some human acquaintances to bring to you from the lab, when you felt a horrible, almost unbearable feeling in your belly. "Ma Eywa, what is this?" You asked yourself, heartache and anxiety covering you. "Please Great Mother, don't let anything happen to my baby. Please." You were in the verge of tears when you started to feel weak and dizzy. Everything around you looked weird and distant. Finally, you were unconscious on the floor. Thank Eywa you were sitting, not standing. The fall would have been way worse.

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You opened your eyes and sunlight was scorching your eyeballs. It came from the door. You were still at your home with Neytiri and Dr Evelyn looking at you, one at each side of your aching body, while you were laying down in your mat. Neytiri was the Tsahìk and Dr Evelyn was taking care of you as a medical professional since you first found out you were pregnant.

"What happened?" You ask, head aching and confused

"Oh, thank you, Great Mother!" Neytiri exclaimed "You passed out, my dear. Kiri found you laying on the floor unconscious when she went to visit you to bring you some fruits and herbs she had collected this morning."

"I was so worried, (y/n). I was afraid something very bad would happen to you or the baby. Or both of you." Kiri had tears in her big eyes and her pretty face was still recovering from the shock. Seeing that made you feel a stab in your chest. She really, really cared about you and your baby. And of course, it was her brother's baby too. She was now not only your best friend but also your sister-in-law.

"Is everything okay with my baby?" You asked, fear taking over you

"We've checked how she's doing through an ultrasound and yes, she's okay." Dr Evelyn says in a calming voice

"...She?" You ask

"Yes, it's a girl." Neytiri says, smiling at you. "You and Neteyam will give us a babygirl as a grandchild." She was smiling, referring to herself and Jake, such an honest feeling of pure happiness could be seen in the na'vi woman's yellow eyes

You smiled, your eyes gleaming with tears. You were gonna have a babygirl. You were gonna give Neteyam a little daughter.

"And there's something that we wanna tell you. Your baby looks really different as she is a hybrid. She has mixed features in her face, na'vi and human. Her nose is like Neteyam's nose and so are her eyes, but the rest of her face is more human like. She also has long slender legs, like her father. But she's still a little smaller than common na'vi babies. She has four fingers and no stripes. And she has a queue. She will be able to make tsaheylu." Dr Evelyn said, smiling

"That's... incredible. My babygirl... She will be so beautiful... She seems to be more na'vi than human, though." You laugh a bit, imagining your daughter's cute little braid and her small tendrils. "But you guys did not tell me what happened. I mean, why did I pass out? I remember feeling a terrible pain in my belly. But the baby is okay, I didn't lose her, thank Eywa. But what was happening to my body?"

Neytiri started to say: "My son is na'vi, even though he has human blood in his veins too. As he impregnated you, his na'vi DNA helped form your placenta." You felt your face burn as your mother-in-law was saying that. She was just nonchalantly saying that her son impregnated you. You didn't know if you were just too shy, if the na'vi had a way more chill perspective about these things, even more than you already were aware of, or if it was because you were the one in the spotlight right now, but you were blushing a lot, your cheeks so rosy. "Your body did not know how to react to that, as you're human. Your placenta is being seen by your body as an invasive substance, to sum it up, because of Neteyam's DNA being so different from yours. So, your belly started to hurt. But Dr Evelyn and I have already taken care of this. You don't have to worry, darling. I prayed to Eywa. I performed a healing ritual on you. You'll be fine, Ma (y/n)."

"I gave you an injection that eased your pain until it went away and eventually you woke up. You're gonna take one of these shots everytime you start feeling pain in your belly, okay? We think it will happen a few more times. Take it as soon as the pain starts. The sooner, the less risky for you and the baby. It contains chemicals and Pandoran herbs that will help your body slowly understand that it's okay for your baby's placenta to be inside you and it will also help you feel less pain." Dr Evelyn advised, holding a small glass tube in her hand filled with a greenish liquid.

Suddenly, you heard heavy hard footsteps approaching. You breathed in relief when you saw it was Neteyam. His dark braids dancing in the air as he approached the entrance of the house he built for the both of you and your child.

"Neteyam!" You exclaimed

"Yawne..." he said, looking at you with loving eyes "Are you alright? Is our baby alright?" He sounded so worried "Lo'ak reached me and told me about what happened. I came as fast as I could but, you know, the forest is very big."

He walked towards you and when he got to where you were laying, he sat on his heels.

"Yes, our baby is alright. I'm okay too. And we're expecting a girl, by the way." You looked at him smiling wide, chest filled with a genuine feeling of joy and almost euphoria

"I give you my gratitude, Great Mother." Neteyam said a prayer to Eywa, smiling in relief "I can't believe it! We're gonna have a little girl." Tears of happiness were streaming down his beautiful face, running through his dark blue stripes

Everyone in the room looked at you and Neteyam smiling. Neytiri looked in a motherly way to the both of you, her fangs showing as she smiled. Kiri was smiling widely, her brows furrowed. Dr Evelyn was smiling but showing no teeth. Every person there looked happy for you two, na'vi, human or mixed.

But nobody was happier than Neteyam and you. He kissed your forehead while putting his big hand on your pregnant bump. You felt your girl kick, a pain coming through your ribcage. Neteyam felt it too. "She kicked. Our babygirl just kicked, my yawnetu. I felt her little kick." Neteyam smiled in awe, looking at you as you smiled back at him, your heart beating fast

Neteyam looked at his mother. They smiled at each other and she put her hand on his shoulder, then, looked at your belly, in an affectionate way

"Oh, my Eywa. I'm starting to really love the idea of becoming an aunt." Kiri said, still sitting a little further from everybody "Damn, so many tears in only one place." The Omatikaya young girl said, chuckling, as she sniffed because she never stopped crying since she found you needing her help. Thank Eywa her tears were now tears of delight

A big wholesome laugh could be heard in the room after Kiri said that, coming from everyone's throat.

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After everyone had left, it was only you and Neteyam at your home. Jake had freed him from his Olo'eyktan training for some hours so he could stay with you after what had happened. He would only go back later in the afternoon.

"Oh, yawntutsyìp... I thought I had lost you and our baby." Neteyam said, holding your face with both his huge hands

You put your hand over his, rubbed your face on his palm and then kissed it. "You always act so tenderly towards me, my love. You're my everything. And I love the way you care so deeply for our child. I can feel your love for her pouring out of you. You're so amazing." He smiled and leaned in for a kiss, which you were already planning on giving him

Your lips touched and he held your waist tightly. Both big hands on each side of your body. You felt a shiver coming down your spine. He kept kissing you, slowly but passionately. His velvety lips so warm, wetting your lips with his saliva, setting your whole body on fire as he gave you many pecks but then slid his tongue inside your mouth, breathing deep through his nose, making you moan for him. "I wanted to die just thinking about losing my mate and my child. I'm thankful you're here. I'm so thankful our baby is still safe inside your womb." His hands moved from your waist to the sides of your belly. Neteyam kept kissing you, but, in a softer way now. "Your baby bump feels so good in my hands." He kissed your lower lip, suckling ever so slightly on it, your lip between his upper and his bottom lip.

"Teyam. Sit me down on your lap, please." You said, a knot forming in your belly

Neteyam gave you a small dirty smile and sat on the mat. He grabbed your hand and led you to sit on his lap.

"Like this, yawntutsyìp?" He asked, looking deeply into your eyes. His big amber eyes were so enchanting, so ethereal...

"Yes, my mate."

Neteyam opened your legs slowly, his hand traveling up your thigh while he kissed you. When his hand reached your pussy, moving your panties to the side, underneath your skirt, you whimpered at his lips. "What? You like this, my love? You like the way I caress your small body? Specially when my hand touches your little pussy?" He was looking at you, eyes so hungry for your body

"You get wet so easily now that you're pregnant. And your pussy feels even tighter." Neteyam says while two of his long four fingers explored your folds slowly. You moaned, biting your bottom lip. "So tight for me." He cooed. Neteyam's thumb reached your clitoris and he started to stimulate it, rubbing circles.

"Ahnnhh... feels so good, Teyam."

"Yeah, my yawntutsyìp?" You hum in confirmation "I love your little cunt. Love this swollen belly so much. Ahhh, baby... It makes me so hard. Do you wanna touch me and feel how hard I am for you?" Neteyam asks, breathing heavily

"Yes, Teyam. Please."

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Nightmare

Part 2

Kid!Fem!Reader x Damon!Salvatore x Stefan!Salvatore

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of boobs, mentions of sex, blood ig

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It's 2:30am and your thrashing around in your bed, crying. Your dreaming about some time in the early 1890's when you were kidnapped by a vampire hunter, he was torturing you. He was using vervain ropes to tie you up and stab wood through you, getting closer to your heart every time. You did eventually get away but the dream is recapping every part of the torture that happened.

At some point you started to scream. Katherine came running in as fast as she could since the room she's staying in is right next to yours.

"Hey, hey, hey y/n wake up" she said, shaking you.

Once you woke up and saw Katherine sitting at the edge of the bed beside you, you jumped into her arms. Your head resting on her shoulder, crying your eyes out.

"Were you having a bad dream, hun?" Katherine asked rubbing your back.

You nodded feverishly. "You want to talk about it?"

"Wan' Stefy and Damy" you whined and then nuzzled your head into her chest.

Without much thought and because your tired, you started to trace the curves of her boobs from the cleavage of her top. Katherine looked at you and smiled, holding back a laugh. She stood up and started walking to Stefan's room with you in her grasp, continuing the movements of tracing her breasts.

You guys finally got to Stefan's room and right as she was about to turn the doorknob she heard noises of him and Elena having sex.

"Okay, how about we go see Damon instead" Katherine looked to where now you started to suck on your index and middle fingers.

She just decided to let that be Damon's problem, knowing there was a high chance of you biting her fingers. Now she was heading to Damon's room and opened the bed, going inside.

Katherine went over to his bed and placed you on it, making sure you couldn't fall off before waking him up.

"Damon!" All he did was just grunt and turn the other way. "Damon wake up! y/n had a nightmare" that woke him up and he sat up to see you and Katherine.

You rushed and climbed into Damon's lap, still crying. "I'll leave you two alone now" Katherine said while she left, going back to her room.

"What was your dream about y/n/n?" Damon asked, trying to pull your fingers out of your mouth.

You tried to bite him but stopped when he gave you a 'don't even think about it or else' look.

"Mean 'erson hur' me. Burn a wot and awmost kiwl me" you said with a sob.

Damon looked down at you with widened eyes, thinking you would've forgotten about that experience by now. "Oh bub, it's okay. I promise that will never happen to you again" Damon said, reassuring you.

You looked up at him and he wiped the tears off your face with his thumbs. "Pwomise?" You asked.

"I promise" He said and kissed your forehead.

Not so long after, you fell asleep Damon noticed Alaric leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed and a smile on his face. Damon just rolled his eyes while Alaric walked in going over to him.

"That was cute and impressive" he said to Damon.

"Well she's my baby sister. Literally" Damon said nodding down to where you were now sucking your thumb, leaning against his chest.

Damon laid down with you still laying on his chest, pulling a blanket up. “So are you just going to stand there and stare at us sleeping?” Damon said while closing his eyes. 

 Alaric softly smiled again then left, closing the door on his way out, going back to bed.

In the morning (later)

Every one is now  awake and downstairs, Bonnie and Elena making breakfast. At first Tyler was helping but then got kicked out after almost starting a fire on the counter somehow. Stefan was sitting on one of the couches with a mug of coffee and realized that it was way too quiet.

“Hey where’s Damon?” To Stefan’s question everyone looked around the room, not seeing him. 

Katherine just chuckled and everyone turned their heads towards her suspiciously. “What?” She asked.

“What did you do?” Stefan started to walk over to her.

“She didn’t do anything.” “Yeah, listen to Mister history teacher over there” Katherine said with a smirk. 

“Just go to his room and you’ll see why, it’s cute” Stefan listened to her and sped up to Damon’s room. 

“It is never a good sign when you say something is cute” Elena said walking over and sitting on the couch opposite from her, with a plate of the food her and Bonnie just finished.

“If you don’t believe me just wait until the three of them come down here” She said back to Elena.

“Three? Is y/n with Damon?” Tyler asked and Katherine just nodded.

Soon Stefan and Damon came down the stairs with you in Damon’s arms, leaning on his shoulder, still half asleep. 

“Was she with you the whole night?” Stefan asked as Damon sat down next to Bonnie.

“Yup, she had a nightmare, Katherine brought her to my room at like two in the morning, crying” He said, starting to play with your hair.

“Wait was y/n crying or was Katherine?” Jeremy asked confused, while grabbing some of the food.

“y/n” Katherine said glaring at him. 

You looked up, hearing your name being said, rubbing your eyes with closed fists cutely. You then were staring at some fruit on Bonnies plate. “Do you want a piece of pineapple?” Bonnie asked you.

You nodded your head and bonnie handed you a piece, you started to chew it and after a couple seconds brought your hands up and spat it out into them. Making a disgusted facial expression. Damon immediately carried you over to the sink in the kitchen to wash your hands, getting all the chewed up pineapple off. He also grabbed a paper towel to wipe your chin.

“Alright you don’t like pineapple, noted” Damon said and walked back into the room where everyone else is, everyone now finished their food. “Down p’ease” You mumbled.

He set you down and you went over to Elena, making grabby hand motions. Elena smiled and picked you up, setting you on her lap. Damon sat down, looking offended because you picked you’d rather go to Elena than stay with him.

You turned to face her and saw her necklace. You reached a hand out and touched the necklace but then quickly took back your hand, burned by vervain. Your eyes started to water and Elena pulled you into a hug and started to rub your back. 

“I’m sorry” Elena whispered.

You rested your head on her shoulder and started to trace the curve of her boobs showing. Everyone started staring at what your doing and Elena looked confused before Stefan came over lifting you up, placing you on his hip.

You looked at him with a pout on your face. “Where did you even- why?” Stefan asked while Caroline chuckled at what you just did. 

“Hmmmm I wonder where?” Katherine said smirking at Stefan then Elena. 

“What are you talking about?” Elena asked.

“The fact that last night she started to do that exact same thing to me last night and then when I got to your room you guys were having sex. Also just the fact that she’s related to Damon” Katherine said and you started to kick Stefan to let you down.

Everyone stared shocked at the couple while Stefan let you down. “What did I say about the kicking yesterday?” Stefan said crouched down to your level.

“yes kicking” You said with a smile and ran over to Alaric, clinging to his legs.

“I’m pretty sure that won’t sink into her mind anytime soon” Caroline said and went over to you lifting you up from where you were holding on for dear life to Alaric’s legs.

“Wow she has a strong grip” He said, surprised. 

When Caroline sat back down you started to play with her hair and brought it up to your nose to sniff it. “Smell ‘ood” you said looking up at her.

“I think she likes your hair” Tyler said.

“Don’t be a smart ass” Bonnie said to him.

“ass!” You exclaimed, excitedly.

“No, remember what I said yesterday if you said a bad word?” Stefan said, looking at you. 

Again Jeremy and Tyler were laughing, not helping at all. You look confused at Stefan’s question, your head laid down against Caroline’s chest. 

“Well what I remember is that if you said a bad word you get time with a bar of soap in your mouth” Stefan said. 

“Okay. I no say bad word” You glumly answered your brother.

Meanwhile Elena got a text. “Guys, it’s Elijah. He said we need to meet up. Like now” Said Elena, standing up.

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saved me | r. de andrade

richarlison x fem!reader

a/n: i just had this dream and OH MY GOD i need me a richarlison in my life ☹️ sry if this is badly written, i'm literally writing this dream from memory (with a few bullet points i'd written as soon as i woke up). also let's pretend richy can speak impeccable english. happy birthday richy! enjoy lads! ⭐️

synopsis: in which your guy best friend is an idiot and won't leave you alone, but richy has a boyfriend instinct

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of course it had to conveniently rain the day you tell richarlison he didn't need to pick you up from school. and of course, you didn't think to pack your umbrella with you. you fish out your phone, about to text richy, but then remembered he's out with antony and emerson.

"y/n?" a voice called from behind you. you turned, and it was your classmate, danny.

"hey danny." you smiled.

"boyfriend's not picking you up today?" danny almost scoffed.

"i told him not to today so he could hang out with his friends. i've been hogging my time with him nowadays, so..." you shrugged.

danny nodded. "no, i get it. hey, you can wait for the rain to die down at my place. can't have you waiting for an uber here, it's not safe." you didn't want to trouble danny, but he insisted. so you found yourself in danny's passenger seat, driving back to his house.

you never knew danny enough to trust him. and it doesn't matter how many sos messages you'd sent to richy, he's probably off his phone. and will be for a while. you curse yourself for being so stubborn. he was willing enough to drop his friends for you, but you insisted he go and meet up with them.

danny pulled up into the driveway of his house. he got out of the car, unlocking the front door and allowing you to come in and take a seat. "make yourself comfortable. is there anyone i can call?"

"no," you tensed up. "i can make some calls myself, danny. thanks."

"okay." he scoffed, and as soon as he walks away, you let your anxious tears fall. you didn't know danny that well, and he almost forced you to get in his car. you'd do anything to have richy with you right here, right now.

you heard the doorbell ring, hoping it's somebody who thought something was wrong and tracked your location; hoping that somebody is richy. danny came brisk-walking out of the kitchen, going to answer the door. "i think that's my parents. hol' on."

as soon as danny answered the door, his expression changed and he disappeared behind the door. you were grateful danny left the door ajar, so you slowly creeped over towards it, peeking out of the crack danny had left.

it in fact was danny's parents, but there was another silhouette facing away from the couple. the platinum hair and bald back gave it away; it was richy. and danny was talking to him.

you slowly walked out of the house and past danny's parents, flashing them a quick smile. you moved towards richy, finding your spot next to him. as soon as he noticed you, he offered you his right arm. without hesitation, you took it, finally feeling his warmth. "are you having a fever?" you quietly questioned him.

"no," he replied, flashing a blank stare at you. you knew what it was; he was trying to control his emotions. danny was feeding him every single lie he could think of, but richy didn't buy a single word at all. "thank you. for bringing her here."

"yeah, no problem, man," danny shrugged. "did you, like, text him or something?"

you shook your head and were about to answer his question, but richy butted in at the right time. "no, i've got her location. realised it was raining, left my friends at the bar and came here straight away."

danny nodded; his turn not to buy a single word richy was offering him. "you okay?" richy asked, bending forward a little bit so he could see your face.

"yeah," you smile. "just cold."

"okay. so i guess i'll be getting out of your hair now. thanks again, for..." richy drifted off, trying to find the right words. "taking care of her."

"yeah, dude, anytime." danny nodded, richy about to direct you back to his mclaren.

"my backpack," you pull on richy's arm. "i'll go grab it—"

"no. i'll do it." richy said.

"it's on the couch." you told him as danny led him into the house. you waited for him by his car and he was in and out.

"let's go babe." richy wanted to ask the very question that'd been ringing in his head ever since finding out you weren't in school or back home. but he waited. he waited until he drove out of asshole danny's driveway and far away from his neighborhood before he could ask.

you had been sniffling since he reunited with you at danny's house, so he ran his hands through his pockets while he was driving, finding scraps of tissue, hoping you'd take it to dry your tears. "have these. are you okay?"

"i'll be fine. you saved me," you said, looking at his hands. "where are these from? they're all crumpled and shit, i don't want it."

"they're clean, babe," he said, dropping them on your thighs anyway. "look, i'm sorry. i should've known something like this was gonna happen. don't ever tell me to go along with my plans and not pick you up. you're never getting in that asshole's car again. you hear me?"

"yeah..." you mumbled.

"do you hear me, babe?" richy raised his voice a tad higher, hoping he'd make himself clear.

"yeah, rich. i won't ever get in asshole danny's car ever again. i hear you." you enunciated every word. you really meant it.

"i love you. i mean it. i'm never ditching you for my shit friends, ever."

"they're not shit—"

"they are shit if i say they're shit."

#richarlison #richarlison x reader #richarlison de andrade #richarlison pombo #richarlison 9 #football x reader #football x you #football x y/n #english football

[poppadom0912]

Passing (Pt3)

Warnings: Medical treatment, fainting, cancer (breast) and all things related.

Summary: In which all the signs pass by you.

A/N: So sorry this took so long but I had a sudden rush and finally got this written in the midst of one of the worst writers block of my life. This is the final part because I can no longer be bothered and this mini-series isn't my best performing.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

*****

It was a collective agreement that cancer sucked. Like, literally.

Everyday, you felt the life being sucked out of you. Constant chemo being pushed into your body and radiation was slowly draining you.

In the beginning, it was scary as heck and you hadn't actually felt too weak, still being able to work full shifts without a problem. But, the dilemma came around the time of when you finished your first round of treatment and nothing had changed.

Your doses were almost immediately doubled, resulting in your hair falling at twice the rate, your body weight dropping and you were being sick way too often.

You had now resulted to wearing a bandana to keep it hidden from the outside world of your balding. Slowly, your shift hours decreased as you lost all your strength and you could no longer stay on your feet for a prolonged period of time.

Things took the biggest turn when you were suddenly attacked while on a lunch break in between calls.

Poor Sylvie, you scared the life out of her when you didn't get up from being knocked over.

It was an easy decision after that. You were on medical leave until further notice.

You cried like a baby that night, grasping your phone tightly as the sound of the voicemail faded away, your blood family not answering you in your time of desperate need.

But, they were completely irrelevant when your real family came tumbling in to comfort you. Sylvie embracing you in her signature hug that reduce your tears into mere stains on your cheeks.

As the next few months progressed, your condition remained stationary. Everyone at the firehouse took it in shifts to come over to your apartment, cooking, cleaning and keeping you company no matter the occasion.

This wasn't your first birthday you spent in the hospital but it was your first ever time celebrating while hooked up to blood sucking drugs.

You were fed up and on a whim, you and your oncologists scheduled a surgery to remove the cancerous tumours laying within your breasts.

It was a total accident that your family found out. As it turns out, apparently, some of your mail was still delivered to the firehouse for some reason and it was mistaken for a colleagues. Everyone was shocked to say the least when they read the contents of the letter.

Their continuous support brought on the waterworks and just their presence alone made you realised just how lucky you were to know such amazing people.

Surgery was scary to say the least. You were going in alive but you wouldn't know if you'd come back from it, let alone if they got all the cancer removed.

But for once, fate was on your side because as soon as you woke up, groggy yes but the second your oncologists said you were cancer free, it felt like a fever dream.

But it wasn't. You were assured plenty of times that this was indeed reality and that you could go back to the life you loved.

And maybe there could be a day where you wouldn't live in fear, a day when you could be confident and relaxed in your own body.

Maybe it was your fault that all the signs and symptoms passed by you, maybe if you had caught it earlier and been more attentive then perhaps none of this would've happened.

Technically speaking, this entire fiasco could've been prevented had you just looked at the obvious instead of living in denial 24/7.

But for the time being, you'd take what a cancer free life would give you, cherishing everything that came bundle up with the word 'remission' for one day, just the thought sat dangling before you, that this all would be stripped away from you again.

Just the thought of it made you sick. Having cancer, you didn't want to go through it again, you didn't want to subject your family to your endless suffering again.

Re-diagnosis was a thought for another time though. Everyone was going to relish in the now and live in the present because there was time for tomorrow later.

#one chicago x reader #one chicago imagine #onechicago #chicago fire #chicago fire x reader #platonic imagine #platonic #light angst #fem reader #x reader

[justimagineok]

2:30 series - drops of love 12 💌🍼

A/N: hey again :) nice to see you here

n💕 there's gonna be more parts for the pregnancy Edition, so stay tuned 😉

"Good morning, babe.", Jungkook kissed your cheek softly waking you up from your snore. You grumbled a good morning back, and he hummed in satisfaction as he leaned in and gave you a kiss in the belly. "Good morning, baby.", he whispered kissing your belly again.

"Good morning, Kook.", you grumbled again, still not opening your eyes. You heard your husband chuckling as he gave your belly yet another kiss. "I'm sorry, but I wasn't talking to you, babe."

He kissed your belly one more time and this time you opened your eyes to see the wide smile spread in his face. "I was talking to this baby.", he placed his warm hands on your belly, winking at you.

"w-what?", you started to blink fast, and Jungkook cracked up laughing.

"I know you're pregnant, babe. I was waiting till you're ready to talk about it.", he shrugged helping you sit down. "although I almost woke you up 5 times so we could talk."

"y-you're not mad at me?", you asked as your eyes filled with tears. Jungkook giggled, shaking his head.

"Why would I be? I couldn't be more happy, YN." , you studied Jungkook's features and you wondered how in the heavens you could ever think he'd be mad at you. In fact, you noticed as his bunny smile turned into a small pout as his eyes filled with years.

"I couldn't sleep a wink last night...", he confessed as he reached for your hand. "In fact I almost woke you up, but I figured it wouldn't be a good idea since you need to sleep a lot more now.", his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the ring on your finger. "I always imagined how would it be when I discovered I was going to be a dad, but finding out how I did was the best way ever..", he looked at you.

"How did you know, Kook?"

He smiled again, kissing your hand. "You literally glowed up, babe.", you twisted your head, confused.

"I keep telling you I know you like the back of my hand, babe.", he bragged, making you smile.

"C'mon, tell me, Kook."

Jungkook sighted, ready to confess. "I wanna be a gentleman and say that i just felted in my heart, but the truth is that i started to get suspicious when i noticed that your boobs were getting bigger.", he smirked, offering you a wink. "you also stopped eating my skittles and told me they smell like cleaning product when you and I both know that skittles are the most delicious thing on the galaxy. ", he kept rambling, " also, you threw up like 3 times last week and you never do that unless you're sick and you rejected wine on our date night and we also know that never happens either, so that was when i was sure," he let go of your hand, bowing to sign he was done with his speech.

Jeon Jungkook was an allegory. You always knew.

"Kook", you reached for him and Jungkook immediately pulled you in for a tight hug. "I'm so happy.", you stated as your busted in tears.

"Then why are you crying, babe?", he asked, amused.

"Because I'm so scared, Kook.", you nested your head in his shoulder, sobbing. "What if I'm not a good mother? What if I'm like my mother? What if I'm not like your mother? What if I failed with our baby? Wha-",

"YN.", Jungkook called your name as he made space so he could look at you. "listen to me very carefully right now. ", he waited until you nodded. "You don't have to be like any of them. You just have to be you and I have no doubt in my soul you're gonna be the best mom in the whole universe.", his eyes filled with tears again as he kept speaking. "You're the most stunning, amazing, breath-taking, mesmerizing, courageous, adorable, hot and captivating woman on this earth.", he took a deep breath ready to continue his speech, but you interrupted, pulling him for a kiss.

“you’re the best thing that ever happened to me, YN. And you gave me the best present i could dream of ”, he whispered as he kissed you again. "I'm gonna be the best dad to our baby and I'm gonna be a better husband too."

"You're the best husband I could ever dream of, Jeon.", you bragged as he hugged you.

"I'm a bit scared too.", he confessed in a low tone. "but we're in this together so I'm sure everything will be okay. I love you and our baby so much..", he squeezed you in his arms, making you squeak.

"And we love you, Kook. We love you so much."

art couple by Gyung Studio

#2:30 #bts fake texts #bts fic #bts fake chat #bts fake chats #bts scenarios #bts #jungkook x yn #jk x you #jk x reader #jk x oc #dad jungkook #jungkook x you #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader #jk x y/n #fluff jungkook #fluff bts #gyung studio

[mimastuff]

Just read your rottmnt reacting to their S/O’s death. Amazing writing btw, but I was wondering if you could do a continuation of it actually being a nightmare, and how would the turtles react to see them alive and well.

Thank you for the request!! I really enjoyed writing this one :) I was literally thinking of making a part 2 but yeah this was better than I imagined <3

Nightmare fuel ( pt2 to last post!)

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Don 💜

- as he woke up with a stir he found his body covered in a cold sweat

- He sat up with a sleepy yawn

- The events of his dream replayed in his head.

- He never gets , dreams that bad .

- Hell even nightmares.

- Wait

- Where were you ?

- He could recall falling asleep with you in his arms in your room

- Where are you ? Was his dream real ? Did he really lose-

- his thoughts stopped as you walked into your apartment bedroom

- His heart ached as you looked at him confused

- The confusion turned into mother bear mode as he ran out of bed to hug you

- He never really liked physical affection

- That was until you stepped into his life

- You hugged him back as you heard light sobs from him

The feeling of his grip tightening made your heart sink. You cradled his head in your arms and rubbed his arms. “I-I thought I lost you.. I thought you died…” your heart physically hurt for him as he cried once more into your neck. “Hey shhhh , your okay , I’m ok Donnie. I’m not dead. It was just a dream , I could never leave you~” your coos seemed to calm him down a little. He was still hugging you as he explained the dream. He explained how he killed you. How it was his fault. “Dee , baby, look at me” you saw him raise his tired head to look at you. Hands still gripped on your hips. “It was not your fault. It was not real. You tried to save me , and to be honest you already have. Multiple times. Ok? You have saved me without even knowing it. Just you being here for me is enough. Your so sweet to me and I can promise you I’m not mad. If anything I’m proud of you. I’m proud you have told me about the nightmare. And I’m proud of who you are as a person. Your everything I need Donnie , don’t you forget that.” Donnie’s sobbing started again. But for a different reason. He has never been called those words before. And he has suddenly been reminded of why he loves you. He steps back and gets into bed with his arms open for you to snuggle into. You both fall asleep happy and tired. Both grateful for each others warmth and existence.

Leo💙

- As he woke up choking for air tears seemed to be streaming down his face.

- his head was spinning

- he felst as though he was going to pass out.

- His groggy yawns broke the ever increasing silence in his room.

- He felt so sick and so numb at the same time

- He mentally prepared himself for another day of mourning his love

- You had died a couple weeks back and things have not been the same

- He hardly sees his brothers , crying at almost every reminder of your presence

- He felt tears build up in his eyes again as his chest tightened at the sound of light foot steps outside his bedroom door.

- He wiped his eyes as his head turned to the door opening

- “Raph, is that you?”

- The figure made its way to his sleepy body

- “Horrified that you would think that your love of you life looks like raph”

- His heart stopped.

“Y/N , is that you babe?” His voice broke and tears threatened to fall from his eyes. You instantly recognised the pain in his tone and say on the bed beside him. “Yes it’s me? Are you ok love , do I need to call Donnie in ? Omg ! Your crying. Heyy shh come here” As you pulled him into a hug you could hear his slight sobs. He pulled you onto his lap so he could hug you better. You turned to the blue lamp that lay on the table next to your bed.

“What happened?” His sniffles made your heart sink into your feet. “I had a horrible dream that you died. That dream, man it felt so real. But your here! And I’m ok now I promise :)” you laid your head on top of his as you stroked his shell. “Baby, I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere, ok ? I could never leave you.” His crying eventually stopped. They soon turned into snores as you got off his lap so he could spoon you. Your heart filled with worry , you fell asleep in his arms. Safe and sound.

Raph ❤️

- he slowly opened his eyes to see a small sleeping figure laying next to him

- His heart hurt and ached for you

- He really felt the dream was real

- He soon began to feel a sence of overwhelming gratefulness for you

- The way you always cared for his needs

- The way you patched him up when he insisted he could do it himself

- He loves you because you don’t care what he looks like

- You love him for who he is

- And he almost lost that.

- He almost lost the light that makes up his live

- He almost the the soul reason he has kept going

- You put him on the right track

- No one , not even him, could do that.

- He who is ever so strong could never lift someone like him in his arms and lift him to a world where he is loved and care for

- But you did.

- He felt tear build up as all the memories of you two together replayed like a record in his head

- One by one , each memory making him feel all kinds of emotions.

- He was prideful and he felt so proud of you

- The tears pouring from his eyes and slight sniffles stirred you awake

- Your eyes opened to a emotional raph

“Raphie , baby , are you okay?” You touched the side of his cheek and wiped away his stray tears. You felt an overwhelming hand come to grab you by the waist and pull you onto his lap. “Justa bad dream , look I just wanted to say how much I love you. Y/N you really mean the world to me. And in my dream I lost the one thing that makes me want to live. You. You’re my light Y/N. I have never felt this way about anyone before *sniffle sniffle* I love you and your so cool and amazing to me and …” he broke down in tears again at the thought of losing you and not being able to live himself anymore. “Shhh it’s okay raph. I love you too so so much. And if it ever feels like I don’t , I’m so sorry. You’re the reason I’m actually alive right now. You have helped me so much, in many ways . Some of which you don’t even know about. *you wipe his tears again and rub his cheek slightly*” Raphael swore his heart grew that night. You both hugged each other as you fell asleep with a smile on your faces. You couldn’t live without each other. And that was how it was meant to be.

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I hope you like this one !! The turtles are always a fav to write for <33 thanks for the request , keep em coming !! 😚

#rottmnt raph #rottmnt mikey x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt x y/n #rottmnt donnie #rise donnie x reader confession

[bestedoesmeow]

✮ daniel ricciardo

PART 2

CHAPTER NAME : You drew stars around my scars

@peytonmarkey

ZAHRA'S P.O.V

It was around 5 a.m. when I woke up to get something to drink from the refrigerator in the hotel room. The night was full of dreams about Daniel, mostly dreams that were about our past life in Australia. I got a bottle of water from the fridge and opened the balcony door to get some fresh morning air. It was race day, and a quite busy day was ahead of me. I took a deep breath before deciding to get inside to get some sleep before waking up to a busy day. I got into bed after leaving the balcony door open for a breeze to fill up the warm and humid room air. But my eyes were fully open, and my mind was too awake to sleep. The image of Daniel's wide, energetic smile had been resting in the depths of my mind since the afternoon. To feel that comfort after years was definitely the reason that I was wide awake that night. I had never been sure about my feelings about Daniel back then. He was always off limits, maybe always like a brother or a friend, but to imagine him as a boyfriend was too much for me to ask for in those times. And I never thought about my feelings so as not to ruin the friendship we had, and I was also having the time of my life during those times. My brother, his best friend, and I were always together. The nights that Daniel came over for a sleepover were the same nights that we grabbed our coffees after John was asleep and had the most deep talks; his hands were always around my shoulders or on my hair while we were sitting on the grass in our backyard listening to the sounds of crickets. I closed my eyes to got these thoughts of my mind, I was in need of a quality sleep. I got my phone from the drawer in order to open a podcast from my phone, but my eyes widened with the notification from three hours ago.

danielricciardo started following you

It was almost like a relief to know that I wasn't the only one who thought about the other after that interaction. Maybe he felt something different than other times, I thought. Or it was just a friendly follow that was made at 1 a.m. Maybe in order to keep in touch, it should be just like the old days. I didn't want to think on it too much, because I was literally overthinking, and I didn't want this whole situation to be the only thing that I had on my mind. But my actions did not make the situation any easier. As I scrolled through his feed. I saw a post of him from the day that me and my family were back from a trip, and I was extremely sad and binge crying over a boy that I met and couldn't open up about my feelings. It was a classic summer love story. That day, when I was sitting in our backyard, listening to music and trying to read a book without bursting into tears, Daniel appeared at our front door. He was carrying a plate with chocolate chips on it; he was freshly shaved, and his hair was longer than usual. But as I always say, the moment I saw him, my body was already filled with comfort. As he saw me lying on the grass, he made his way towards me instead of using the front door. He had a big, beautiful, white smile on his lips while coming near to me. I got up from the ground, smiling for the first time that afternoon, and immediately wrapped my hands around his torso.

'' Hey, big girl what's the matter? '' He said while trying to hug me and leave the plate on the grass without losing any contact between.

'' I can't talk right now or I'll cry even more.'' I said, while his hands were rubbing my back softly.

'' Oh, okay let's just hug then for a while, maybe we should sit on the swing huh, we can't hug much longer like this.'' He said, before making our ways to the yard swing. His hands wrapped my shoulders again while my crying face was resting on his chest. I don't know how long we stayed like that, hugging, him rubbing my back and playing with my hair but when I was finally feeling better Mom, Dad and Jason were back from the supermarket.

'' Oh, our beautiful boy. How are you ? Wouldn't you stay for dinner?'' My mom said, while my dad was carrying the market bags inside after bringing them out from the baggage.

'' Hi, Mrs. Astor, I came here to bring you the cookies my mama baked, they wanted me to say '' Welcome back.'' And you are already tired so, I'd better go home. Again, welcome back to our neighborhood.

Then he left, after whispering my ear that I should call him if I feel worse. I got back inside when Jason and him started to get involved in a chat about his karting trainings and other things.

Just when I was brought myself to the moment it was already 7 in the morning, and I had no time to sleep anymore. I followed him back and left my phone on the bed before going to restroom to take a shower, and meet the team in an hour.

DANIEL'S P.O.V

I was already in the paddock, listening to music before the race when I got the notification that I was expecting for the whole night.

zahraastor started following you.

I was not sure if she had felt the same things when she saw the notification or did she even scroll through my feed, but I wished to come across today in the paddock again. Maybe I could visit Charles after the race, or Carlos. I was desperate to have another interaction.

It was the race time, and I wished to have a better day with the car today. Maybe Austria and the excitement that had been coming with me since yesterday afternoon could help I thought.

ZAHRA'S P.O.V

When I made it to the paddock with Charles, I was excited and happy but also super tired. But I promised myself to make that day a beautiful one, and I was also excited to see Daniel racing for the first time that year, since the Austria GP was my second GP with Ferrari. It was bright and hot just like the other day, and I was in a summer dress to avoid the sweaty feeling that I could feel by wearing a shirt or t-shirt. While Charles was having breakfast and talking with Binotto, Carlos and I were outside chatting about something I don't even remember now, but I remember us laughing and spreading positive vibes all over the place.

'' Is it Ricciardo's year this year?'' I asked while we were sitting outside and Carlos was scrolling through his phone a few hours before the race. He raised his head from his phone and looked at me under his Ray-bans.

'' Not exactly; he's been having quite a hard time with the car. Why'd you ask?''

''Oh, I just wondered, you know, trying to keep up with the results, nothing special.''

'' Yes, yes, he is a good driver, you know, but this year's been not too good for him. I hope he'll be lucky today on the track.''

'' I hope so too, yes, but the podium is for my Ferrari boys. Wishing you two the best.'' I smiled at him before. He sent me back a smile and rubbed my shoulder before leaving to get ready for the oncoming race.

DANIEL'S P.O.V

Austrian GP was from the luckiest GP's of the season since I managed to get points for the team in ninth place, so my mood was decent, happy and even more excited. Charles was the winner of the GP so after the race when I was done with hydrating myself and talking with Lando and the team, I decided to go and celebrate his win before heading back to our hotels. As I moved to get to his trailer, I could feel my heartbeat growing faster with the thought of coming across Zahra. Just like I wasn't expecting her to be there or I didn't wait to celebrate Charles in his trailer expecting to see her.

I took a deep breath before making my way inside and yelling his name.

'' Mate, you there?'' I waited for his answer before heading inside but a different voice answered me.

''No, he is at meeting now, Who a-''. Zahra appeared in front of me with her flushed red cheeks and tired eyes. Her airpods were on her ears.

'' Daniel, congrulations on your points today, It was so excited for me to watch.'' She said, before sending me a precious smile.

''Yeah, yeah it was a nice one indeed thank you Zahra, I am glad you were able to watch me race.'' I said this time, hoping that I didn't sound so awkward.

'' I came to celebrate his win but I guess I should text him.'' I said biting my upper lip to stop the heat wave that was coming up to my ears again.

''Oh, yes, yes if you say so.'' She spoke this time, breaking the silence.

''I loved your feed, by the way; you have really nice photos.” I said, trying to keep the conversation going with the most nonsense topic that I'd ever come up with.

'' I didn't know you were interested in photography, and I loved your photos too. Maybe you should take some photos of me too?'' She said that this time it was her turn to blush. We were standing in front of the trailer door.

I'd want nothing more than that, I wanted to say. But instead 

'' Yeah, I'd love that too; actually, I was going to ask you if you want to go out tonight, you know, before leaving, not like a date though.”

I then bit my lip again to avoid any awkward sentences that I could come up with.

'' Yes.'' '' I'd love to.'' She said it without even considering it for a second or showing any signs of shyness in her voice. She sounded confident about her answer, unlike me, who wasn't able to form a better sentence.

''Yes? Okay then, uh-huh, we can leave Paddock together if you want?

She nodded her head before smiling at my features and gestures.

'' I have a surprise though; wear a hoodie or bring a jacket.''

"Okay, Ricciardo." I will.  See you tonight?

"Yes, I'll see you tonight."

#daniel ricciardo one shot #daniel ricciardo imagine #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo x ofc #daniel ricciardo x you #f1 fanart #f1 fandom #f1 fiction #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 x you #f1edit #charles leclerc

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hello, my favorite writer! I just woke up from a nightmare 😭 And I'm here seeking comfort!

My nightmare went something like this: So, I went shopping with my parents and I soon found something that I liked and went to the dressing room. I go to lock the door, and Holy Jesus, there stands a big ass man (okay, he wasn't really that tall. I'm just short 🥲). Literally, I don't know why I didn't scream, but I just stared at him for a couple of seconds and told him to f-off. He surprisingly f-offed, and I went back to locking the door. I was having trouble doing that, however, as the door kept on sliding open. I finally got it to semi close with a small crack, and hahaha! In comes a knife in my leg (Ya'll, I actually felt it). I fall back, screaming. And when I looked up, there he was, that big ass man. I guess he didn't like me telling him to f-off (he was also a crazy ass stalker I think) and decided to come back with a knife to teach me a lesson. And yeah, we went on like that, me crying and him yelling, trying to get the door open (What's up with these nightmares about making other people magically disappear when things like this happens?) And then I remembered I had my phone on me after, like, 10 minutes (ew). So I called my parents with him still standing there and they came and saved the day.

I hated that dream so much omg, and I woke up in my dark ass room too. I seek comfort from my little Qin 😢 I just want my sweet little Qin Shi Huang. So, instead of me calling my parents, it'll be Qin. Adam and Eve for mom and dad ofc! I've been saying me and I, but it's really just reader, lol. Anyway, thank you! Anything else you can just make up! Muwah! ❤️

I have those types of nightmares all the time, or the ones where I'm trying to run and I'm running so slowly while everyone else around me is running so fast and it's so frustrating that I can't run away from whatever is chasing me. Hugs and kisses my dear!

-You couldn’t breathe or move, staring terrified up at the man who was in the same dressing room as you, you just wanted to try on the cute dress you found!!

-He had been there moments before and you asked him to leave, but when he didn’t you glared hard, “Fuck off!”

-He didn’t react, not even blinking but left, letting you breathe deeply in relief.

-The lock to the door wouldn’t work, you pressed your body up against the door, trying to wiggle the lock into place, but try as you might, it wouldn’t stay shut.

-A sharp pain filled your leg and you let out a shriek of pain, falling back, landing hard on the ground as the door blew open, revealing that man again who seemed to be leering and glaring all at the same time, “I didn’t like your rude words, darling~ Guess I need to teach you some manners!”

-Your breath hitched in fear, tears already slipping down your cheeks from the knife in your thigh.

-You choked, trying to scream, but nothing would come out as he stared down at you, almost like he enjoyed seeing you in so much pain.

-You grabbed your phone and instantly hit the call button, trying to call for help but he slapped your phone out of your hands, “Ahh-ahh~ we don’t want anyone interrupting~”

-Qin Shi Huang- Almost instantly his face was caved in as someone leapt up behind him, smashing his leg into this man’s face, knocking him back away from you as you tried to slid back, cowering in fear. Despite seeing your lover there, you were terrified as Qin shouted for help, getting the staff back to the dressing rooms where they quickly saw you and the knife in your leg. You were instantly in his arms, hugging you tightly as your hands gripped his shirt as your voice finally returned, a sob ripping from your throat. Your face was in his chest, one arm wrapped around your head, keeping you close while the other stroked your hair, trying to calm you down. He whispered softly in your ear, “I’m here now Y/N, I’m here.” Your hug tightened a bit, and once you gave a single nod, he smiled, relaxing as paramedics arrived.

-Adam and Eve- He was immediately grabbed by the hair at the back of his head as your father leapt up, sending him crashing hard to the floor, unconscious while Eve ran to get help, seeing Adam attacking someone. Once Adam knew this man was unconscious, he turned to you, seeing the knife in your leg and seeing you crying, cowering in fear. He was quick to rush at you, hugging you close as you sobbed, “Papa!!” he quickly picked you up, minding the leg and stepped out as Eve and the workers saw that you had been attacked. Adam was deathly silent, a dark aura surrounding him, seeing that you had been hurt and you were terrified, now clinging to your mama as she stroked your hair gently, trying to calm you down as you had the hiccups now. Adam carried you out to the ambulance and held you while they worked on your leg, letting you cling to him, your arms around his neck while Eve was rubbing your back gently, both of them whispering that you were safe now.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror qin shi huang #ror adam #ror eve

[driftwithme]

Little big au where Scott Hansen died in jail regretting what he did because he died alone and away from his brother and nephew. His ghost ended up within Herc's memories and his feelings, mostly dormant, 'til the Double Event woke him up the second the electric pulse hit Striker.

He got caught by it before he could return to Herc, so when Pentecost and Chuck piloted it to Pitfall, he was able to watch it all with all the horror of seeing his nephew going to the end of the world basically alone.

As he heard Chuck's final words, he took all the energy left in him. It couldn't end like that for Herc. It could not. Losing Angela, then losing him (Scott) and now losing Chuck? No, Scott needed to do something, fuck.

Pentecost would never disrespect Chuck by ejecting him, but Scott? Oh, he didn't care much about morals then. Fuck the world and the Marshall and every single kaiju and fuck bomb and the jaeger program.

Cursing a storm, Scott prefers to never reach the afterlife, using his existence to gamble for Chuck's life instead. He posseses Striker for a second, triggers everything to go faster than it physically should be capable of and sends Chuck, now passed out due the shock and other factors, towards the surface on his escape-pod.

Funnily enough, Yancy Beckets does the same for his little brother in the Anteverse. 14-10 seconds are not enough for Raleigh to make it out of the Breach alive while it was collapsing. Raleigh should be dead, given the level of radiation that a literal closing portal between dimensions implies.

But against all odds, Chuck and Raleigh end up surviving. A bit later after the final scene of the movie, Raleigh remembers he saw his brother when he was escaping the Anteverse and Yancy told him some numbers, before saying his goodbye. Raleigh must had been dreaming, but when he says the numbers out loud, Tendon clocks it as coordinates.

Chuck's there, waiting. Nothing functions on his escape-pod, nothing to help LOCCENT on the job of finding him and yet--

Chuck looks sick. Everyone thinks it's the near death experience. He doesn't talk for a while. He finds out Raleigh was the one who knew his location and goes to pick another fight, but this time Herc can see the fear that is underneath. So can Raleigh. He looks,, well he looks spooked.

Raleigh face falls immediately and Chuck just knows then and they both freeze right there in the middle of their confrontation. The hair on Herc's arms stands on point and he takes both to his office, demanding an explanation.

It lands like its own bomb on Herc's chest.

Tell your dad I'm sorry, kid. I'm sorry, okay? I--

-- couldn't stay, Rals. Not even if I wanted and believe me, I wanted. If I could--

-- but it's done now. I fucked up my time with him. With you too. Ha, I know you both hate me and you should. You should. So then hate me for this too. When you wake up--

-- you need to find him. There's no turning back time, kiddo, but this? This we can do. Find him, take him home to his dad. See that he doesn't end up like us. And Raleigh? I love you. Good--

-- bye, Charles. Be good and say goodbye for me to your dad.

Mako finds them like this: Herc wrapping his arms around both young rangers, who were too busy trying not to choke on their words and the memory to react on time. They are slightly smaller, Herc shouldn't be using his sprained arm and the entire interaction feels heavy and tired. Still, she catches a glimpse of tears when Chuck turns away and leaves, not even noticing her. Raleigh smiles softly to Herc, exchanges some words with Herc and goes after Chuck, now more serious.

When Mako looks at the Marshall, she sees grief, a terrible terrible kind that echoes with her own sorrow. She also sees pride when he opens his arms to her to offer a hug, almost shy and awkward but happy all the same.

#pacific rim #pacrim #pacific rim 2013 #pacrim 2013 #chuck hansen #raleigh becket #mako mori #scott hansen #hercules hansen #herc hansen #yancy becket

[naesarangyunho]

Drunken Confessions- Choi Yeonjun x male reader

[I don't own these images credits to the original owners]

MATURE CONTENT

Synopsis: Yeonjun gets woken by a call from his drunk best friend and when Yeonjun picks him up from the club and takes him home, Y/n confesses something that'll change their friendship forever.

Contains: best friends to lovers, childhood friend!Yeonjun, mentions of alcohol consumption, a heated make out session, hickies, grinding, love confessions

[Word Count: 4k]

The sharp ringing of a cellphone sliced through Yeonjun's dream (something about Odi chasing him) and he woke up, squinting through the darkness of his room, trying to pinpoint where the hell he'd left his phone this time.

He spotted the lit up screen on his desk and climbed reluctantly out from under his covers, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he crossed the room. He grabbed the phone and answered it with a yawn, still too half asleep to even bother checking who was calling.

"Hello?" he grumbled.

"Yeonjun-ah? Beomgyu said you don't -hic- love meee," He heard his best friend's slurred words through the phone.

"Y/n, are you drunk?" Yeonjun asked, suddenly very much awake and confused by his friend's words. Beomgyu said what?

"Noooo..." Y/n drawled out.

Yeonjun shook his head in disbelief, "Y/n, you're literally slurring all of your words and I can clearly hear the thumping of music in the background."

"Okay, but I only had a teeny bit to drink! Promiseee."

Yeonjun huffed, "Y/n, just be straight with me- how many drinks did you have? Tell me now or so help me, God-"

"Like half a bottle."

That could mean differently depending on the alcohol so Yeonjun had to clarify,

"Of?"

"Vodka..."

Those aren't exactly small bottles and Y/n also didn't have the best alcohol tolerance either.

"Aish- Tell me where you are, I'm coming to get you."

"No." His friend said firmly and he could almost see the foot stomp and pout.

Yeonjun's brows drew together, "What? Y/n, just tell me where you are."

"No. You don't love me. I don't -hic- want to see you."

Yeonjun felt both his temper and concern peak, "Y/n. I'm not asking again."

His friend could hear the sternness in his voice and knew to not mess around anymore.

"Fine."

Yeonjun felt his phone vibrate and took it away from his ear for a second to check.

Y/n had sent him a pin location. He was at a club called Duality ten minutes from Yeonjun's apartment.

He put the phone back to his ear, "I'm coming. Don't do anything stupid."

He hung up, threw some clothes on, grabbed his keys and practically ran out of his house to his car.

What the hell had Beomgyu said to Y/n?

***

Yeonjun pulled up outside of the nightclub and looked out of his window, trying to spot his friend in the dimly lit space in front of the establishment.

He spotted him only a few moments later, only a little ways away from where he was parked. Y/n was bent over double, emptying the contents of his stomach onto the pavement.

"Fantastic," Yeonjun muttered darkly.

What could Beomgyu possibly have said to make Y/n feel like he had to drown himself in alcohol? Yeonjun felt anger bubble up within him again. He was gonna kick Beomgyu's ass the next time he saw him.

He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of his car and walked as fast as possible over to where his best friend was standing up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

He looked fucking horrible, to be frank. He was pale, sweating and his hair was a mess and stuck to his forehead.

"Y/n, are you okay?" He asked, putting an arm around his quivering shoulders, supporting him as he straightened up.

It took Yeonjun a moment to realise that his friend was crying.

"Beomgyu said you'll never love me, Hyung." Y/n turned his head to give Yeonjun the most heartbreaking look.

"Y/n-(y)ah, how could you think that? Of course, I love you; you're my best friend."

Yeonjun was already confused and even more so when a fresh torrent of tears poured from his friend's eyes at his words. He had absolutely no idea what was going on and all he could think to do was hug the younger man to him and bundle him into his car. He buckled him in and handed him a bottle of water he had retrieved from the glove box.

"Drink that please and don't vomit in my car," Yeonjun said before closing the door and walking around the car to get into the driver's side.

Y/n, who was still drunkenly sobbing, merely nodded in response.

Yeonjun was about to start the car but turned to look at his friend once more. He had downed the water and was now sadly staring into the darkness outside through the car window. He was still crying.

Yeonjun took his hand off of the ignition and instead pulled his cell phone from his pocket and dialled Beomgyu's number. He glanced at Y/n again as he waited for Beomgyu to pick up; he had fallen asleep, his face pressed against the cool glass window.

"Hello?" Beomgyu answered, finally picking up.

"Gyu, what did you say to Y/n?" Yeonjun asked, trying his best to keep his tone neutral.

"What do you mean?" Beomgyu inquired as if he had no idea what was going on.

Yeonjun almost believed him until he heard shuffling on the other end of the line; Beomgyu had gotten up to pace.

"Beomgyu, stop messing around. I don't appreciate it."

He heard Beomgyu gulp and continued, "He called me, drunk off of his ass and sobbing saying that you told him that I don't love him. "

Yeonjun was trying so incredibly hard not to raise his voice but Beomgyu still hadn't responded.

"I don't like repeating myself, Beomgyu." He said through gritted teeth.

It was well-known in their friend circle that an angry Yeonjun was absolutely lethal so Beomgyu knew that it was time to stop acting stupid.

"Y/n came to me asking for advice, confessing that he has romantic feelings for you and I told him you don't feel the same and-"

Yeonjun's heart jumped and his anger finally boiled over, "And how the fuck would you know that, Beomgyu?!"

"I- I was just trying to be a good friend, Hyung, I swear!"

Yeonjun couldn't believe his ears.

His gaze shifted over to his best friend who had managed to sleep through that entire exchange. Y/n had romantic feelings toward him? Yeonjun wasn't sure what to believe but a part of him was really hoping that it was true. Yeonjun wasn't usually one to explicitly state his feelings and despite how badly he'd wanted to, he had never let Y/n know how he truly felt. He didn't want to risk losing a friend he'd had for most of his life.

"Yeah. Whatever." He spat, hanging up before Beomgyu even had a chance to respond.

Yeonjun frowned at Y/n's sleeping form, deep in thought for a moment. No matter either of their feelings, this was something that was to be discussed under better circumstances than the current ones. He took his gaze off of his friend and instead started the car, pulling into traffic, and made his way to Y/n's apartment building.

***

Not much later Yeonjun's car pulled up outside Y/n's apartment building.

He took the keys from the ignition, unbuckled himself, got out of the car and went to Y/n's side to help him. He opened the door and poked his sleeping friend, "Y/n."

"Aish, this kid," Yeonjun muttered with a sigh.

He poked him a little harder but he still got no reaction.

"Yah, wake up," Yeonjun said, flicking his friend's forehead.

His eyes fluttered open and he looked up at Yeonjun with a frown as he sleepily rubbed the spot the elder had flicked, "Huh?"

Yeonjun waited for the doorman to open the door for them. The doorman gave Y/n one look and rushed to open the door for them. Yeonjun bowed his head briefly in thanks and helped Y/n to the elevator. Once they had boarded the empty elevator, Y/n clung to Yeonjun's body. More than necessary in Yeonjun's opinion but he chose not to say anything, letting Y/n rest his head on his shoulder and stroking his hair in the hopes of providing a little comfort.

Yeonjun watched as all Y/n's thoughts flooded back into his head and the way his lip quivered the slightest as he looked up at Yeonjun. His heart hurt seeing his friend this sad. He took a breath, wrapped his arms around Y/n's body and helped him out of the car after unbuckling his safety belt. Y/n still couldn't walk in a straight line so Yeonjun put Y/n's arm around his shoulder and then put his arm under Y/n's armpit. They then hobbled their way out of the parking lot and up to the front door of the building. Yeonjun thanked God that Y/n wasn't as heavy as the rest of his drunkard friends he'd had to help home before. Especially Soobin. That man was heavy and had absolutely no coordination when drunk.

It was only when Y/n started drunkenly mouthing at Yeonjun's neck that Yeonjun did speak up.

His eyes widened, "Y/n, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like?" Y/n murmured, his koala-like grip on Yeonjun tightening.

Yeonjun's heart jumped and he tried to gently pry the other boy off of him, "Y/n, c'mon."

His efforts were in vain.

He began to panic a little more as Y/n continued placing sloppy kisses on his neck. Admittedly, Yeonjun was starting to enjoy the feeling of Y/n's mouth on his skin but he couldn't let this escalate further. Y/n was drunk and Yeonjun didn't want anything they'd regret to take place. 

Yeonjun was frozen, unsure of how exactly to handle this situation but then the elevator chimed, signalling that they'd reached the correct floor and the doors opened to reveal an elderly couple who were staring right at them.

Yeonjun's cheeks flushed and he shoved Y/n off of him. The other boy let out a grunt, stumbled and nearly fell but Yeonjun grabbed his wrist and hauled him out of the elevator after himself. Yeonjun mentally cursed the couple and the faces they'd pulled at him and Y/n as he dragged his friend down the corridor. What were old people even doing awake at two o'clock in the morning?

Once they got to the right door, Yeonjun propped Y/n up against the wall and punched in the code he knew by heart now and the door opened with a beep.

When Yeonjun turned to get Y/n, the younger boy was falling forwards, bent double and Yeonjun panicked and grabbed him by the waist. In doing so one of his hands went dangerously close to Y/n's crotch, a few fingers brushing against it. Y/n let out a sound that made Yeonjun's face burn scarlet and he retracted his hand as fast as humanly possible. He grabbed Y/n by the shoulder instead and pulled him into the apartment and let the door slam shut behind them.

He helped Y/n to his room, gingerly placing an arm around his waist and gently put him on the bed once they entered the room.

"I'm coming back now," Yeonjun informed Y/n before leaving the room to go to the kitchen and fetch a glass of water.

Once in the ample kitchen, he couldn't help but replay the sound that had left Y/n's mouth in his mind, and his cheeks flushed. He shook his head at himself and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge instead before padding down the hallway back to Y/n's room.

When Yeonjun entered the room, he saw his best friend spread out on the sheets and pillows strewn across his unmade bed.

"Y/n?" Yeonjun called out, not sure if he was sleeping.

The younger's eyes were closed but his facial expression was anything but peaceful and Yeonjun could see the tears on his cheeks shine from the bedside lamp's light.

"Y/n?" Yeonjun repeated, louder this time.

Y/n's eyes shot open and he turned his head to look at the older man.

"Yes?" He responded; his voice hoarse from vomiting earlier.

"What's wrong? Let me know so I can help. I don't like seeing you like this."

Yeonjun set the water bottle down on the nightstand and joined Y/n on the bed, lying on his side next to him. Y/n looked at him for a moment before he groaned and flipped himself over onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillows beneath him. Yeonjun was genuinely confused and frowned, placing a warm hand on Y/n's back.

Y/n turned his head to look at him, his eyebrows drawn together, and there were tears welling up in his eyes again.

Yeonjun didn't know how to deal with this situation. Y/n had been sobbing earlier, then acted... different...in the elevator and outside his apartment but now he was crying again and Yeonjun could see genuine pain in Y/n's eyes.

Was what Beomgyu said earlier true? Did Y/n truly have feelings for him?

Yeonjun was at a loss. Normally he would try to handle something like this maturely by discussing it but Y/n was in no condition for such things. He sighed in frustration and rubbed circles into Y/n's back, trying to comfort the younger.

"Why don't you love me, Hyung?" Y/n asked, looking at him with puppy eyes. Y/n rolled onto his side to face Yeonjun and reached a hand out to cup Yeonjun's cheek.

Yeonjun honestly wanted to lean into his touch but he instead gave Y/n a questioning look.

"You keep saying that, but I do love you."

Y/n shook his head sadly," Beomgyu was right, I guess. You'll never return my feelings."

Y/n's hand left Yeonjun's face to trail down his neck and rest in the space between his shoulder and neck.

"Why can't you just be mine?" Y/n said with a sad frown, more to himself than anyone else.

Yeonjun was still at a loss for words, his heart racing. He knew he should probably pull away or say something but the way that the other was looking at him stopped him from doing either.

"You're so beautiful, Yeonjunnie," Y/n murmured his gaze fixed on Yeonjun's face. .

Yeonjun would have shrugged the compliment off under normal circumstances but these were not exactly normal, were they?

Suddenly something in Y/n's gaze changed. Y/n's eyes flicked down to the elder's lips and back up and Yeonjun felt himself grow hot under Y/n's smouldering stare.  He knew that now, more than ever, he had to look away and move away from Y/n but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Y/n's hand returned to Yeonjun's cheek, softly stroking the soft skin. His thumb traced Yeonjun's lips, catching on his bottom lip. Suddenly Yeonjun was burning up and any rational thoughts he'd had completely disappeared. All he could think about was kissing Y/n.

Y/n's thumb was still resting on his mouth and Yeonjun, against his own better judgment, pressed a kiss into it. Y/n locked eyes with him, his gaze fiery. Yeonjun wanted to feel Y/n's skin more than anything suddenly and moved the hand that had previously been resting on Y/n's back up the bottom of his t-shirt to rest on the skin of his friend's hip. Y/n hummed at the contact, shifting his hand to cup the back of Yeonjun's head, pushing his fingers into Yeonjun's dark hair, their faces now only mere centimetres from one another.

Time seemed to stop for a moment and Yeonjun could feel his and Y/n's breath mingling in the small space between their mouths. Then, before either of them had time to comprehend it, their lips were crushed together in a heated kiss. Y/n pulled Yeonjun's body flush to his by his hips, kissing him with a fervour.

He rolled his hips into Yeonjun's, craving friction.

Yeonjun could taste the alcohol on Y/n's lips and Y/n could taste sleep on Yeonjun's breath but at that moment neither of them cared. All either of them could concentrate on was the feel of each other's warm mouths. Y/n threw a leg over Yeonjun's in an attempt to get closer to him Yeonjun dug his nails into Y/n's hips. Yeonjun took the way Y/n gasped as an opportunity to slip his tongue into his open mouth. Y/n moaned as their tongues met, the sound music to Yeonjun's ears.

Yeonjun, seeking a more comfortable position, straddled Y/n's waist and pulled him into a sitting position so that Yeonjun was seated in Y/n's lap, strong thighs on either side of his. He tangled his fingers in Y/n's hair and Y/n's hands travelled up his back to his shoulder blades, his fingernails digging into the skin there upon feeling Yeonjun's weight press into his crotch. Yeonjun's warm mouth dragged down the column of Y/n's neck to his collarbones and sucked marks into the soft skin. Y/n, growing impatient, pulled the older man's mouth back to his and connected their lips in a rough kiss.

The kiss was hot and messy, teeth clashing and tongues meeting, but neither of them cared about anything in that moment; they were too focused on the growing heat between them, the downright chemistry they had and how good everything felt.

Y/n flipped their position, straddling Yeonjun instead and pulled his head back, panting, his lips wet and swollen.

He impatiently tugged Yeonjun's shirt off then his own. He paused for a moment, appreciating the beauty that was Yeonjun. Yeonjun did the same, drinking in his fill of Y/n's body. 

Y/n leant down and nibbled at Yeonjun's pale neck, sucking bruises into the skin. He licked at Yeonjun's clavicles and kissed his way down Yeonjun's chest and stomach, delighted by the whimpers leaving Yeonjun's mouth and the way he had tangled his fingers his hair and was tugging at it.

He was proud that he could and had turned Yeonjun into a hot mess, panting and moaning beneath him; putty in his hands. Y/n pressed his ass down and into Yeonjun's crotch and the older man moaned something sinful and threw his head back. His face turned red, embarrassed by the sounds leaving his lips. Y/n smirked and rolled his hips again, coaxing another pretty sound from Yeonjun.

"Fuck, Y/n-" Yeonjun began but Y/n rolled his hips again and Yeonjun was cut off by his own moans.

He bit down on his bottom lip, trying to suppress the sounds that were building up in his throat.

"Y/n, please, you're not sober, I c-can't continue to," -Y/n rolled his hips- "take advantage of this situation-nnh." He finished, moaning again as Y/n continued to torment him.

"Y/n, please, if we c-continue this you and I'll regret it tomorrow." Yeonjun managed to finally get out.

Y/n frowned and slowed his movements a little but didn't stop, "What do you mean, Hyung?"

"I mean no matter how much we're both enjoying this, it still wouldn't have happened if you weren't drunk, Y/n." Yeonjun took a deep breath, attempting to calm himself as Y/n's movements stopped.

Y/n looked down at Yeonjun, "I am completely serious about the way I feel about you, Hyung."

Yeonjun's heart fluttered.

"As- As am I, but let's discuss this tomorrow and if you still feel the same without the help of alcohol, we can gladly continue this, I promise," Yeonjun murmured and reached up to cup the younger's face.

Y/n merely nodded and rolled off of Yeonjun, collapsing next to him.

Yeonjun looked at Y/n. His hair was messy, his face flushed, his breathing irregular and a glance down his body confirmed that Y/n was just as sexually frustrated as Yeonjun was now. His mouth was also, however, twisted into a scowl of disappointment.

Yeonjun felt bad.

"I guess I'll be leaving then." Yeonjun started to get up from Y/n's bed but Y/n grabbed his wrist, " No. Please don't leave me."

Yeonjun hesitated but the look on Y/n's face caused him to cave in.

"Okay." He murmured and crawled under the covers with Y/n.

The silence that followed was almost deafening, both men stuck in their heads.

Y/n was the first to break the silence.

"Can you hold me?" Came Y/n's quiet and tentative request.

"Of course." Yeonjun wrapped his arms around the younger boy's body and pulled him against his chest.

Y/n curled into Yeonjun and the older buried his face in Y/n's hair and, after a moment of hesitation, pressed a soft kiss into it.

The situation they were currently in was not exactly comfortable. Y/n had a headache forming, Yeonjun was feeling conflicted and they both had severe hard-ons that neither of them were going to address, never mind take care of.

After a while, Y/n spoke up again, "Sorry."

Yeonjun just nodded, "Let's get some sleep, okay?"

Y/n hummed and closed his eyes. Yeonjun did the same and after what felt like forever they drifted off to sleep.

***

Y/n woke up, a headache tearing its way through his brain. He rubbed at his eyes and frowned. What happened the night before? His memory was hazy. He knew that he had gotten drunk out of his mind after visiting Beomgyu's home. So drunk that he had had the craziest and most vivid dream involving his best friend and lots of kissing.

He turned to look at the spot beside him and reached his hand out to touch it. It was cold and empty.

Y/n heaved himself out of bed with a groan and stumbled, half asleep, to the ensuite bathroom. He stepped up to the sink, opened the tap and splashed his face with water. He pulled a face at the taste of his morning breath and made quick work of brushing his teeth.

A few minutes later he went to leave, much more awake now, but stopped when he finally caught sight of himself in the bathroom mirror for the first time.

His eyes widened. Had last night truly been a dream?

He gasped; he was covered in purple-red marks. They started under his jaw and travelled down his neck and his collarbones.

His contemplation was cut short by a noise deeper into the apartment startling him. Was he not home alone? How had he even gotten home? A brief image of Yeonjun helping him into his car flashed through his mind.

He stepped into the kitchen and was greeted by the sight of Yeonjun's bare back as he stood in only his sweatpants and socks, making coffee. Yeonjun's back muscles rippled under his skin as he worked, completely oblivious to Y/n staring at him. Y/n spotted a mark on the side of the older boy's neck and the events of the previous night came flooding back to him.

He frowned and left his room to go find the source of the sounds he heard. He crept down the hall and to the kitchen. He heard the sound of a kettle boiling, mugs rattling and the clinking of teaspoons.

He remembered what Beomgyu had said, how drunk he'd gotten. He remembered how Yeonjun had picked him up and helped him home. His face heated up as he recalled how he'd kissed and teased his best friend and how good it had felt. How Yeonjun had kissed back.

He also remembered the conversation they'd had at the end. Yeonjun had been right, without the artificial courage given to him by all the vodka he had drunk, he probably would never have been able to confess let alone make a move on the older man. But that didn't change the fact that all he'd said had been true.

Y/n wasn't sure what to do.

Should he leave and act like nothing happened or should he man up and confront the situation head-on?

He plucked up as much courage as he could, took a deep breath and crept forward. He wrapped his arms around Yeonjun and placed his head on his shoulder.

Yeonjun's movements stilled and Y/n panicked but forced himself to ignore his instinct to flee.

Y/n brushed his lips against Yeonjun's cheek, "Morning, Hyung."

His heart hammered in his chest, so nervous that Yeonjun would push him away, but he relaxed upon seeing a small smile form on the older's face.

"Morning to you, too." Yeonjun chuckled and turned to face Y/n, dropping the teaspoon he had been holding on the counter.

Y/n maintained his grip on Yeonjun's hips and Yeonjun wrapped his arms loosely around Y/n's neck. Y/n blushed but couldn't help but smirk slightly as he saw all the marks he'd left on the older. The purple-red marks contrasted nicely with Yeonjun's pale skin.

They smiled softly at each other.

"I take it you remember last night," Yeonjun stated with a raised brow and Y/n nodded.

"Sorry about that." He chuckled nervously and Yeonjun shook his head, ruffling the younger's hair.

"Nah. I was perfectly okay with it. To be honest I'd been wanting to kiss you for the longest time now."

Y/n blushed at Yeonjun's words, "Me too. Sorry that I had to be drunk to do it."

Yeonjun smiled at him, "It's fine. Not an ideal confession but one nevertheless. "

Y/n nodded and looked at Yeonjun with warm cheeks, "I meant it. I really do like you, Hyung."

Yeonjun smiled brighter and pulled Y/n in for a soft kiss.

"Ditto."

Y/n smiled brightly and pulled Yeonjun in for a tight hug.

"You have no idea how happy this makes me, Yeonjun-ah," Y/n said into Yeonjun's neck.

Yeonjun hugged him just as tight and pressed a kiss into his hair, "Nah, I think I do." 

A/N: Just a reminder that requests are open. Just comment or message the idol and what you'd like me to write about.

#choi yeonjun #txt #txt yeonjun #tomorrow by together #yeonjun fanfic #kpop bxb #kpop fanfic #kpop #yeonjun x male reader #y/n

[strangeaurora]

Sweet dreams (Franky x reader)

Franky slowly opened his eyes. It took him a few seconds to realise. You were here. You were next to him, in his bed. You were still sleeping though. Absolutely stunned, he couldn't stop looking at you. Your (h/c) hair, a bit messy after the night, your pretty face, your lips... No, this couldn't be real. He was sleeping ans he was only imagining you in his dream. You wouldn't be here otherwise. While he was thinking about pinching himself, just to be sure, a small sigh escaped your lips. Your (e/c) eyes were looking at him. You were smiling.

- Hey... Did you sleep well? you asked.

Franky was still wondering if he was dreaming or not, so he decided to answer.

- Yeah, thanks. And you ?

- Very well. Yesterday was incredible.

Oh. He had absolutely no memories about what happened the last night.

- Yeah, sure … Er … (y/n) … I’m not sure I remember everything.

At least he hadn’t forgot your name. You started to laugh, and Franky literally feel his cheeks blush. He loved your laugh, it was like the almost magical sound of a tiny bell.

- What do you remember exactly ?

- Actually, almost nothing.

- Wow. I didn’t know you were this drunk.

Oh no. He knew what he was able to do when he was drunk. And, if he was so drunk that he couldn’t remember anything except your name, who knows what he could have done …

- Okay, it doesn’t matter, I’ll help you. We met in this small bar, a few streets from here … Still don’t remember ?

Franky shook his head.

- We talked, we laughed, we drunk … A lot, apparently.

You smiled, and Franky blushed even more.

- And then you took me here, and then … Oh, come on, don’t tell me you forgot this too.

Franky made an effort. He started to see some scenes, but everything was blurry. The bar, the sound of the glasses, your smiling face, and then the cold air of the night, your little body shivering. He was too drunk to feel the cold so he gave you his sweater. But what had he done after ?

It came to his mind suddenly. He remembered now. Your soft lips on his, your skin surprisingly hot in spite of the cold outside …

- So ? you asked.

- I really did this ?

- I guess so.

- And you … you stayed ?

- What kind of girl do you think I am ? You thought I would kiss you, come in your bed and then leave you in the middle of the night ?

- No, it’s just …

He could feel tears starting to well up as he talked. No, not now.

- It’s just … that’s how it goes usually.

- Really ? Hey, Franky, are you okay ?

- Yeah …

- Are you crying ?

- No … (y/n) … Do you really want to be here ? I mean, do you really want to be here, next to me ?

- Of course I do !

You took him in your arms. Tears rolled down his face and he couldn’t stop sobbing.

- Schh, it’s okay, calm down … I … I really like you, you know ?

- You know, (y/n), when I woke up and saw you, I thought I was dreaming …

You smiled. He smiled too. If this was a dream, it was the best he’d ever had.

#spy x family #franky franklin #x reader #fanfic #fanfiction

[kpop-kitkat]

Pleasure You | Yoon Jeonghan

pairing | bf!yoon jeonghan x f!reader

genre/cw | smut(minors dni), explicit language, pet names like baby and darling, vanilla sex, handjob, finger fucking, fluff, angst if you squint, oral (f receiving), very sweet and soft dom!jeonghan, slight hurt comfort,  (lmk if I missed anything. please just message me personally)

wc | 1.1k

notes | I literally fall to pieces at the thought of soft dom jeonghan. he's just an angel. 

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Waking up next to Jeonghan every morning was nothing short of magical. The way his soft blonde hair fell upon his fair skin, illuminated by the sunlight leaking in from the slightly opened curtains, it was a sight for sore eyes. You'd even question whether he was even real. And you imagined what would happen if you were to reach out, and he would suddenly disappear. 

All of your thoughts were interrupted when the man in question began to stir under the comforter. He stretched his arms up above his head as his eyes fluttered open. He then turned to you and smiled sleepily.

 "Take a picture, it'll last longer," he teased with a sly smirk.

You couldn't help the rosy blush that invited itself onto your cheeks. You hummed a bit in response and looked down at the bed with a sad sigh.

 "You okay baby?" He asked, bringing a hand under your chin, raising it slightly.

 "Jeonghan," you breathed in shakily. "What if one day, I can't have you like I do now? Like, what if one day you walk away or... disappear?" You sniffed.

 "Why are you asking this? I won't walk away and I'll never disappear," he chuckled trying to ease the tension.

 "But I just have this feeling," you shivered.

Jeonghan smiled sadly at you and pulled you in for a hug. "I don't know why you'd ever think about that Y/n~ie, but I promise, it won't ever happen," he pulled away and looked into your watery eyes. "I love you. More than anything. You know that right?" He asked, kissing down your trail of tears. 

You smiled and giggled at Jeonghan's lips tickling your skin. You stared into his eyes once he connected your foreheads. "I would never dream of leaving you. You're mine. Mine mine mine," he repeated, trailing kisses down your neck and collarbone, nearing your sensitive spots. You whimpered quietly when you felt his erection poking at you through his sweatpants. "I know we just woke darling, but I need you right now," he groaned. "I'll be soft with you, I promise. May I?"

 "Always assume the answer is yes Hannie," you shifted in the sheets, letting him take full control over you. 

 "I love you," he kissed all around your lips in a teasing manner before planting one directly on them.

He pulled away to get a full view of your beautiful body, clothed in only shorts, and a t-shirt with nothing under. More specifically, his t-shirt. But he loved seeing you in his clothes, especially in public, so he allowed it. 

Moving forward, he gently tugged down your shorts, revealing your panties, already soaked. He smirked and began touching you through the fabric, causing an angelic moan to leave your lips. "You like that baby?" He asked, thrusting his fingers a bit deeper. You impatiently grabbed his wrist and guided him to your panties, signaling for him to remove them. Wanting to please you, he did so with haste. The cool air hitting your exposed pussy caused you to shiver, but the warmth of two of Jeonghan's fingers entering your heat brought you warmth. He thrusted lightly in a repeated fashion, giving you the utmost pleasure. "Tell me what to do to please you baby," he smiled, kissing your jaw.

You could only moan in reponse.

 "Words baby girl, words."

 "F-fuck m-me," you stuttered.

 "Let me taste you first," he said, leaving one last kiss on your nose. He quickly dove into you and worked his tongue-magic. It was almost as if Jeonghan didn't know the difference between your juices and a drink of lemonade. It was all the same. Not like you were complaining anyway. "So good," Jeonghan sighed, licking his lips as he looked up at you, sending shivers down your spine. Even when he was being as sweet as hell, he could still give you dirty looks that made you go weak in the knees. 

Once he finished, he stuck his tongue into your mouth, letting you taste yourself. He pulled away after licking the liquid that dripped down your chin. You thought to yourself, you shouldn't have found that to be as hot as you did. But everything about Yoon Jeonghan was just entrancing. 

Your pussy throbbed even harder when he climbed off of you to undo his sweatpants and slip his boxers down. His length, although nothing new, still surprised you. You reached your hands out towards it to pleasure him, but he softly grabbed your wrist. "No baby. I'm pleasuring you today," he smiled sweetly, before putting his arms on the sides of your head as you laid back down.

Without warning, he entered your heat, causing a high pitched moan to escape your throat. "Hannie..."

 "Say my name again darling, you sound so beautiful when you say it," he panted, beginning to thrust into you slowly.

 "Jeonghan," you sighed, bringing your hands up to tangle with his hair. It's something you always did during sex. It was just so irresistibly soft.

On a particularly hard thrust, he leaned down and kissed you, tongue and all. "I love you."

You grasped his face and pulled him closer. "I love you too."

Suddenly, his rhythmic thrusts became sloppy. But the moans leaving his lips were as hot as hell.

 "Jeonghan I'm gonna-

"I know, me too darling, come with me," he instructed. You and Jeonghan moaned and released together, his cum filling you up till it spilled out.

Jeonghan laid beside you and draped his arm across your now exposed waist. "I love you Y/n," he smiled up at you as his head laid across your stomach. 

 "I know. You say it all the time," you rolled your eyes playfully. 

 "Because it's worth repeating Y/n. Let every country, people, and planet know, that L/n Y/n belongs to me, and me alone," he smiled, raising his head up to begin leaving kisses on your tummy.

 "Hannie that tickles!" You flinched.

 He giggled at your cuteness and booped your nose. "How am I so lucky to have ended up with an angel like you baby?" Jeonghan said, staring at you, adoration evident in his eyes.

 "What angel? The only angel I know is the one I'm looking at right now," you complimented back.

 "You know," Jeonghan began, sitting up, you following suit. "You didn't say I love you back," he pouted.  

You laughed before situating yourself in your boyfriend's lap, legs around his waist and arms around his neck. You kissed his pouty lips before saying, "I love you too Jeonghan."

 "Imagine a life without you."

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