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Scavenger — Farmworld! Finn Mertens x gn! reader

summery: After Finn saved their life, reader becomes a family friend of the Mertens. What happens when the family becomes too accustomed to their presence?

tw: mentions of blood and injury (nothing too descriptive but it's there). hurt/comfort. this is gn! but I couldn't find a good term for a gn! parent...but you can choose what they call you :)

a/n: I am so down bad for Farmworld Finn that it brought me out of my hole and got me writing again lmao. So enjoy

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The sun beat down heavily as I ventured from stall to stall. I shifted my scarf to better cover my shoulders from the sunlight. I was a scavenger. I explored the desolate lands that were already looted as is and took any interesting trinkets I could manage to find. I’d trade it for food or any other things I needed, then I’d head out of the city to the Merten's household. It was a lineup I ended in a long time ago.

Years ago, I found myself attacked by a group of mutant coyotes while on a hunt. I fought them off the best I could, but ended up wounded in return. I cursed myself for not carrying more medical supplies. I cleaned and wrapped my wounds to the best of ability, but I knew I needed to head back to the city. The walk back felt longer than I remembered, and suddenly in my slightly dazed mind, I realized I wasn’t aware of my surroundings.

Scavenging was a dangerous practice. You had to be aware of your surroundings at all times, because for all you knew you were on some gang territory and you’d be dead or seriously injured. I myself didn’t join any gang, I worked alone. Which may seem dumb, but I find that you’re not too much safer in any gang than alone. They’re all selfish and only seem to care for themselves. Even without gangs, you have to be aware of wildlife, as everything has become more dangerous. Not to mention stocking up. You can’t bring too much with you, not that there’s much supplies anyways, but if you bring too little you might as well be dead.

I kept walking, trying to gather in my surroundings. Blood started to drip down my arm, my wound having been poorly bandaged. I tried to stay calm as the pain was pounding throughout my body, hoping glob would look down on me with pity and bring me someone who would help.

I couldn’t stop the pained yelp as I absentmindedly brushed against a thorny bush. My chest constricted as the world started to spin, stars invading my vision. If this was how I ended…it would honestly be really sad. I kept walking until I stumbled to the ground. Perhaps I should rest. I leaned back against a tree, focusing on breathing properly. The swirling got worse as I heard a branch being broken. I took out my dagger, looking around, which only made everything worse.

I closed my eyes hard, trying to correct my vision. If I’m dying, I’m going down fighting. More rustling was heard and I quickly opened my eyes, only to see a man in front of me. He was tall, fit, and had one prosthetic arm. I don’t remember seeing him in any gangs, I would remember since he definitely stands out. I can only hope he’ll be merciful.

“Please…help,” I whispered out before I finally fell unconscious.

That was how I met Finn Mertens.

Merciful he was. Him and his children helped nurse me back to health, and in return, I helped around the house where I could. At first, Finn didn’t want me doing anything, but I insisted that I wasn’t going to be a burden on this already large family. So he agreed I could help the kids with small house chores. It felt embarrassing when he told his oldest kid, Jay, to keep an eye on me.

When I was nearly fully healed, I thanked the family, and promised to visit and bring them something for their kindness. Finn seemed a bit weary, but didn’t protest.

Which led to now. I’ve grown quite close to the family. When I’m out scavenging, I can’t help but search for toys or items the kids would enjoy, or possibly even Finn…but he’s a bit hard to please. When in the city, I trade for items that I know will help them out, and in return, they allow me to stay for as long as I need to. It's a nice symbiotic relationship.

I smiled as I finally approached the house. I managed to get some really good meat, and I was even thinking of cooking something for the family. I only hope Finn doesn’t react too badly to the proposition. I understand how the soup they’ve been eating means a lot to them, and I hope I’m not overstepping, but I also know how they must want to try something different.

I knocked on the door, hoping it would be Finn answering so I could talk to him about the meal first. It seemed like glob really was on my side as Finn stood on the other side.

“You know you don’t have to knock anymore,” Finn greeted.

I looked off to the side a bit embarrassed, “I know but I still feel awkward about it.” I wasn’t sure if I was seeing things, but I swear he slightly smiled.

“Come in,” He motioned.

“Oh!” I exclaimed, almost forgetting what I was gonna ask due to his handsomeness. “Hey I was wondering-”

I was cut off by a chorus of the younger kids calling out my name.

“Hey guys,” I smiled, setting my sack on the kitchen counter. “I gotta talk to your dad real quick okay? Then I’ll come and see what you’re up to.”

“Okay!” They cheered, pushing each other slightly as they ran off.

I turned back to Finn who was already looking at me, I felt shy under his gaze. It was held with a warmth I normally only see him look at his kids with. I opened my sack revealing the cut of meat I got.

“I was wondering if it would be okay to cook something for dinner,” I finally said, keeping my eyes down. It was silent for a few seconds which put me a bit on edge, “I don’t mean to overstep or anything, I totally understand if you want to stick to the stew. I can just add the meat to that-”

“Okay.”

I looked up at him in shock, “Seriously?”

He nodded, “I can help.”

My heart stuttered, not expecting him to let me cook in the first place, let alone help. “O-okay!” I slightly stuttered, feeling a warmth enveloping me at the situation. “Do you have any seasonings?”

At first it was only Finn and I cooking, but slowly, the kids started joining as well. Some came when I didn’t come find them like I promised earlier, others enticed by the smell of something other than stew. It was nice, a big family bonding moment.

I think that's what kept drawing me back. Not only did I find Finn to be handsome, but his family was such a welcoming one. I wasn’t a fan of children, I didn’t really have any experience with them. Growing up in a wasteland, children meant more mouths to feed. And I was never really focused on finding love or making a family. I had to look after myself. I didn’t have land, or any prestige. Just a scavenger looking for their next meal.

So being tended to and cared for by five children was a bit of a shock. I got to know them on a personal level and my aversion to children seemed to vanish. I was awkward around them at first, but I learned how to treat them, and soon I found myself wanting to be there for them. The domesticity of it all warmed me in a way I thought was impossible. It made me forget that the world was unforgiving, that there was still good in the world.

“Dinner is served,” I stated proudly, seven plates of food set on the table.

“Thanks (momma/daddy),” Bonnie thanked absentmindedly before digging in.

I felt myself tense, looking over to Finn who also seemed tense. Oh glob please tell me I didn’t do something wrong. I mean her calling me as her parent wasn’t my fault, but I didn’t want to seem like I was replacing their beloved mother. Nothing was said as the children ate without worry. Jay tried to talk about something he found, and I tried replying like I wasn’t sweating bullets, but I think he felt the tension too.

Once dinner was finished, I went to wash the dishes, wanting to avoid any thought of what just happened. If I pretend like nothing happened, it never did…yup. It didn’t help that after everyone was finished eating (which was very quick), Finn just walked out the door.

“Hey,” Jay popped in.

“Hello,” I replied, putting the dish to the side to be rinsed.

Without saying anything, he helped rinse the dishes. It was like that for a minute before he finally said something, “You’ve become a member of our family. We still love our mother…but you’ve helped bring back something she left. Dad’s been a lot happier…Neptr’s been learning a lot more with the gadgets you bring him. Stormo’s gotten a lot stronger with the basic defense you teach him. Fern found that he loves nature through what you’ve taught him in the forest. Bonnie loves having someone to play with. And…you’ve helped me with…my thing…”

“How’s Little D been?” I asked with a soft smile.

“Good,” Jay blushed slightly. “I know Dad is still struggling with Mom’s passing…but you’re good for this family. So…please don’t leave.”

I looked over to him in shock, “Leave? Oh Jay, I’m not leaving. I just…don’t want to seem like I’m replacing her. And ultimately, the decision is up to your father. I mean…if he deems…I don’t know, that I’ve become too close, or…I know I’m just overthinking. I just don’t want to upset anyone.”

“You’re not upsetting anyone,” Finn’s voice rang out from behind us. I felt myself flustered in embarrassment at the fact he heard about my worries. Jay took it as his queue to leave and I turned around to face the man I was slightly avoiding. Finn motioned me to follow him and we sat in the living room, the kids being occupied by their own interests.

“I’m…sorry if I made you feel that way earlier,” Finn apologized, staring into the fireplace.

“It’s not your fault,” I laughed nervously. “You know how I get.” His gaze fell onto me, and the pure emotion in his eyes made me melt.

“I’ve come to realize just how important you are to our family, how important you are to me,” He continued. My heart melted even worse when he called his family ours. “...I…” He seemed to struggle with what he was trying to communicate.

I slid closer to him, putting my hand over his gently. Our fingers intertwined and suddenly the room felt really warm. I think I know what he’s trying to imply, but I want to be 100% sure. We sat like that for a few minutes, letting him think of the right way of saying what he wanted to.

“Would you stay, and officially become a part of our family?” He asked, the lightest tint of pinks covering his cheeks.

“Are you asking me to marry you?” I blurted out, feeling my own cheeks warm at the thought. Although we never officially courted or dated…I wouldn’t be opposed.

“We can take things slow if you’d rather.”

Leaning over, I kissed his cheek, “I think we’ve been going pretty slow.”

…

“Good job Bonnie,” Jay whispered, handing her a fruit he got from the city as they watched their dad and new parent finally come together.

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graceloveswolves · 2 years

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Hey!! I love your little series for Paul and while we wait for the next part, i wanted to request for Carlisle. Where his human girlfriend wants to have a baby before being turn, and yes she saw everything bella went through but she's sure she can make it and she trust carlisle to turn her in time. But of course at first he say no, and so they fight a lot about it.... Basically a lot of angst but with fluffy happy ending (with said baby being born)

Thank you so much! I’m still working on my Paul series so stay tuned. I might have to go binge Twilight now after writing this LMAO. And yes I agree on Carlisle’s view point. He’s very empathetic but stands strong with his boundaries. I did NOT name the baby because I wouldn’t know what to name it and I wouldn’t want you guys to hate it so… But nonetheless… enjoy this piece :) I so so so appreciate requests!

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Tap. Tap. Tap.

I sighed, setting down my pregnancy test onto my marble countertop.

Negative.

It was useless anyways… being in a room full of vampires all the time, someone was bound to know if I was pregnant before I would anyway. I felt tears run down my face, but I wasn’t sure what kind of tears they were. Was it sad tears? Sadness from not achieving a desired outcome no matter how dangerous and deadly it could be? Was it relief? Relieved that I hadn’t needed to break the news to anyone, no anxiety or dire plans and conversations need to be made? Or hope? Hope that I had more time to figure out what I needed to do and properly take the steps to finally getting my eternal happiness.

Maybe it was all of those things… all the Cullen’s talked about vampires having heighten emotions, yet I was as human as it got and still felt all these emotions flooding me all the time, drowning me in confusion and chaos throughout the days. Sometimes I thought it was a curse, I’ve been cursed with the hope of having what Bella and Edward have. What they achieved to do, to have both a family and an eternity with each other. Eternal peace. Eternal happiness.

What if I didn’t get what they have… I have spent many hours assessing the possible outcomes of my actions. And Ive come to the conclusion that there were three possible outcomes.

First outcome….end up like Edward and Bella. Of course, enduring painful weeks growing my baby, and chancing a rather probable death that will be agonizing and traumatic for everyone. But ending up as a mother, with a beautiful baby of my own and husband. With an eternity to spend with them as they experience the ever changing world together.

Second outcome….end up like Rosalie and Emmett. Turned with the eternity of each other, however also an eternity of knowing I will never be able to experience being a mother. Never to experience building a true family with the love of my life, creating a perfect version of myself and my eternal partner. Like a shadow of despair forever haunting me.

Final outcome…. death. Whether having the baby and dying for good, with not being turned. Or whether I die from my body giving out during the pregnancy. Leaving Carlisle and his family with a hole in their heart, and leaving him with the guilt and pain of our consequences.

Although each outcome was morbidity terrifying in there own way, I just knew if I never tried to have a baby, if I just lived my life without knowing the possibilities I have given up, it would be worse then death. It would be worse not knowing what could have been, and what life I could’ve brought into the world.

However the hardest part wasn’t deciding what the outcomes of having a baby were, whether I was choosing life or death, whether I’d be putting my entire family in danger, hell… having the baby probably wouldn’t be the hardest part either.

It would be Carlisle’s support.

He was a very giving man, very generous and kind. But he had very strong morals, and it took a lot for him to even consider entertaining a relationship with me considering I was a human and he was a vampire. He thought that I deserved a normal happy human life, with another human, with human babies and human problems like mortgages and taxes. But like Bella, I was very stubborn and knew what I wanted.

But nonetheless, this would be a whole other level of fights and long conversations ending with tears and heartbreak. I knew he felt sorrowful not being able to give me human children, I mean I was with him before Edward and Bella even met. We saw them go through almost everything we went through as two different people.

Then Bella got pregnant…

I would never forget the day we all found out, the weeks of anxiety and anger that echoed off the walls of our house for what felt like years. The bruises and broken ribs Carlisle had to fix and the blood we had to ration during the tough times. But also, the joy and excitement Bella had. Even as she was looking death in the face and spending day after day in pain, she was never scared. She was so hopeful and sure that everything would work out.

And she was right.

Amazingly, everything worked out for her in the end. She got her beautiful Renesmee, and her husband right along with her. Sure we had to go through the fits of the Volturi, but in the end it all worked out.

This sparked conversations and arguments between Carlisle and myself, many days and nights where I slept alone, sometimes in tears. I had Rosalie’s support naturally, I knew where her heart lied and it wasn’t necessarily with my happiness, but I knew if I ever were to meet death, my baby would be in safe hands.

Then there was Bella herself, who I also had the support of. Considering she went through the situation herself, with barely any support or knowledge of what could happen. She had a few conversations and advice for me and agreed I should try if I was able to accept the possible consequences.

However, Carlisle and his sons had the same viewpoint as him. They didn’t see the need to risk Carlisle’s eternal happiness with me for a small chance of having a baby. Alice too, was iffy on the situation. She saw the future and saw many different outcomes, some even including my own death.

Anyways, I simply tossed the negative test in the trash without a second look. As I wiped my tears with the back of my hand, I walked out of my room that was in my own house separate from Carlisle’s house. I barely came here, it was tiny and already paid off. But it still came in handy when I was just having human days and needed privacy. Or time to just think and be human without my adopted children or boyfriend being concerned. I was thinking I was pregnant, so I took a few days to myself at my house with a pregnancy test just in case.

But humans get old, and in the back of my mind I knew that I was running out of time for children. And I knew that turning me was in the back of Carlisle’s mind. We talked about it, a lot. And he did agree to it, but the problem was that I wanted to try for a baby before that happened. He knew that, everyone else knew it, it was just something I didn’t want to let go. Of course he opted for me to have a baby with another human or a sperm donor, caring more about my health and safety then blood relation. I mean none of his children now are related to him blood wise so obviously it wasn’t a problem for him.

But he knew that wasn’t going to work for me. But I know he still hoped I would give it up and just make peace with it.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

I felt my phone vibrating and dancing slightly on my dresser by my bed. I walked over to it and picked it up, already having a feeling of who it was.

“Hello?” I answered sweetly over the phone, which I was met with that familiar voice. “Y/n, I was missing your voice, I am guessing you are at your home. Is everything alright?” I heard Carlisle question gently. “Oh yeah, I was just taking out the trash and making sure this house is still standing.” I half joked, hoping to sway him into thinking everything really was alright.

“Well, Alice and I really miss you. I hope you plan on coming home eventually.” He teased, in which my heart dropped. “Yes of course, I’ll be there shortly. Just have to sort the mail and I’ll be done.” I lied, partly, he didn’t need to know I did that two days ago. “Okay. I love you Y/N, drive safe.” He replied, as I agreed and said the I love you too and goodbye before hanging up.

Well, Alice and I really miss you.

Shit. He knows. Carlisle was always the one for gentleness. That was his way of saying I know what you’re really doing at the house, without actually saying it. I mentally scold Alice, you would think a girl would have another girls back. But considering she doesn’t agree with me having Carlisle’s baby, and then having a vision of me taking a pregnancy test doesn’t really surprise me she would tell him.

Jokes on him though, the test was negative so whatever panic and worry he’s going through right now will shortly be ended when I get to the house. But this was too quick for Alice to have a vision just moments after I took the test. He must have been asking her to look out for me. Which granted, was sneaky, but seemed to have been a page he took out of Edward’s book. Apples and trees one would assume.

****

I sighed, taking my car keys out of the ignition and took a deep breath.

Keep the tears in. Don’t let it show. You have psychic children who can read your thoughts and emotions.

I somewhat laugh at that thought, knowing I couldn’t say it aloud thanks to their super hearing, I smiled to myself loving my dysfunctional family even when the odds aren’t in my favor and they turn against me for their adopted father.

Once I step inside I feel my heart rise, it was off. All the children are in the room, sitting down looking worried. I say children as if they aren’t old enough to be my ancestors, but still. Surely Alice didn’t tell the entire family what’s going on in my uterus. Which, as a matter of fact, wasn’t much of her business to begin with.

“Y/n dear, won’t you come with me.” My love, Carlisle greeted, opening his arm out in a gesturing way. All his children eyeing me quietly, they sat so still like stone statues. Something was definitely off.

“Is everything okay? You guys look spooked.” I questioned, looking at Edward and Bella, who were the only relaxed ones there. “Where’s Nessie?” I look to Bella. “She’s with Jake. They are doing some painting class on the Res today. They’ll be back later.” Bella smiled, looking towards Edward with that look she’s had ever since he brought her home.

“I think we should just get to the point.” Rosalie anxiously interrupted sharply, before fixing her posture and smiling softly to try and recover from her abrupt remark. “Rose.” Edward cut off, scolding a little at her, which she didn’t even bother to look back at him.

“Get to what point?” I softly asked, more worried that this was more then just one of Alice’s visions of me. Was he kicking me out? Did something happen with the Wolves? Well no, not if Nessie was on the Res. Certainly Edward wouldn’t let that stand.

“Well, is there perhaps anything you would like to share before we begin?” Carlisle questioned calmly, with a soft face, and gentle eyes, no accusing stares or anger from him. So I wasn’t in trouble, and it most likely was about the test I took this morning. But I didn’t think this involved a family meeting, but then again with their super hearing I suppose there wasn’t any point for privacy anyhow.

“I took a pregnancy test. But it was negative. I’m sorry if I scared you guys.” I half apologized, however had a bit of fire in my tone. It wasn’t something I was exactly proud to spit out in front of my boyfriends children which half of, consisted of males. But the faces in the room looked confused, and twisted with uncertainty.

Oops. Maybe this isn’t what that was about.

Well that’s embarrassing, but I seriously couldn’t have thought of anything else I could have done to be trialed against the family like this.

“But that’s not possible. I thought you said-“

“Rose.” Emmett cut her off, as they all looked to Alice and Carlisle.

“My visions are from the future, it could still be too early for a positive test.” Alice defensively stated, taking a closer step to me.

“Yeah but we don’t know if it would even show up. I didn’t take one when I was pregnant with Renesmee.” Bella said across from the couch next to Edward, who was staring at me, no doubt reading my mind.

“Is this possible?” Rosalie asked, a glint of hope in her eyes as she looked to Carlisle.

“I don’t sense a heartbeat”

“It takes 4 weeks for a heartbeat”

“Again. Future.”

“She truly didn’t know. She’s not lying about the test”

“What part of future do you not get?”

“We still got time if we caught it ea-“

“That’s NOT your choice.”

“Woah. Everyone. Please does anyone care to fill me in?” I exclaim, feeling overwhelmed by all the familiar voices talking at once. They all suddenly go dead silent, looking over at their adoptive dad for permission.

I looked over at Carlisle who looks pained, and worried. But he also manages to look calm and lovingly at me. “Y/n my love, this morning Alice had a vision. You were pregnant, and you decided to keep it.” He carefully chose his words.

“Pregnant?” I choked out, suddenly feeling very cold and nauseous. However, I also felt like I could do a thousand cartwheels of joy. Rosalie stepped up and was at my side in seconds, grasping my shoulder gently. “Here, sit down.” She guided me back down to where she was previously sitting.

“Pregnant?” I whispered to myself again, not really processing what was going on around me. “That we know of, you could not be pregnant right now. There’s one way to know for sure though.” Carlisle explained, referring to the ultrasound machine that still lied up in the room where Bella spent a lot of time in when she was pregnant.

“Do you want to go see your baby?” Rosalie smiled, excitedly rubbing up and down my arms gently. “Rose we don’t know yet.” Edward replied, a hand on Bella’s shoulder. “Oh I know she is, I can tell. She’s glowing.” Rosalie snapped back joyfully, still smiling at me with hope.

And soon enough, it was Carlisle and I, in the empty room, with dead silence as he set up the machine. Emmett had to practically pry Rosalie from the room, and she was undoubtedly near by the closed door outside the room, listening to every word.

“You don’t seem excited.” I carefully pressed, acknowledging his nervousness. “I could have just potentially killed the only woman I’ve ever loved.” Carlisle replied, but not in a harsh way with any malice tone towards me, but rather himself.

“There is still a chance I’ll be fine. Bella made it, and we have more knowledge now.” I tried to reassure. But he didn’t seem to pay much attention to my words. “Y/n, love, nothing is worth risking your life to me. Nothing.” He grabbed a bottle that resembled gel.

“This might be cold.”

I nodded, my shirt already lifted up, as I laid down on the chair. “I do hope, I could talk to you into looking towards alternative choices. If you are pregnant.” He spoke, as his eyes were glued to the screen as he pressed slightly on my stomach with the camera.

“I can’t believe you.” I angrily stated, looking at the gray and white screen, trying to soak up the moment and not let Carlisle dampen my hope. It didn’t help I didn’t really know what I was looking at, the only ever time I saw one of these was when Bella was pregnant. I looked up at Carlisle, hoping I could find some sort of answer on his face.

“Dammit.” I heard him whisper. Before lifting up the piece of plastic on my belly and setting it down, shutting his eyes. I felt happiness surge me, warming me up from head to toe.

I was going to be a mother.

“By the looks of it, you are about two-three weeks pregnant.” He quietly said, not making eye contact with me. His hands were holding the end of the machine in a deadly grip. I reached over and grabbed one of his hands, he instantly relaxed his hand and let me hold it. I looked up at him and smiled happily, waiting for him to look at me back.

“It’s okay. I know we can do this, we are going to have a baby. Your going to be a dad, after all these years.” I reminded him, suddenly realizing how Bella was so happy and optimistic. I was bringing a life into this world, I was going to give Carlisle a baby after centuries of him never thinking he would be a biological father.

“I know you are happy Y/n, but I don’t want you to have to go through what Bella did knowing that I did this to you. And we barely got to Bella in time, what if it doesn’t work? I would have killed you. I can’t bare living eternity knowing I did that to you.”

“You didn’t do anything Carlisle, I chose this. I know what I’m getting myself into, I was there with Bella. And this time we don’t have to worry about facing a war with the wolves or the Volturi. We don’t have to worry about getting blood, we can do this. I know you’re scared, but I’m not. I have never felt so happy and hopeful, I know it won’t be easy but look at Edward and Bella, they have a daughter, and we could have that too.”

He looks down at me, just staring at me with a sorrowful gaze. It was just silence between us for a few moments, it looked as if he wanted to say a million things, but then thought against it. He held onto my hand, then rested my own hand on my stomach before letting it go.

“I’m not going to tell you what to do with your own body. But I don’t support this decision y/n.” And with that, he walked out of the room. Leaving the door open, and leaving me in quiet thoughts by myself. I looked down at my stomach where my baby was growing, I smiled happily to myself,

My baby.

It felt so surreal and powerful, knowing I had Carlisle’s baby inside me, a vampires baby. I knew I should feel at least a little bit scared, knowing the bruising and broken bones that were about to come, but I couldn’t help but not fear it even a little bit. I fought so hard for this baby and I knew I could handle it, I had Bella and Rosalie, and that’s more support then Bella ever had when she was pregnant herself.

“Are you okay?”

I turned my head to the sweet voice that broke the silent room. It was Rose, her beautiful blonde hair appearing from the door. She had a smile on her face, and glowing eyes of joy. And behind her stood Bella, her tiny frame almost impossible to see behind Rosalie. I smiled, nodding to the two vampires, and gesturing them to come in.

“I guess it’s time to pick some names.” Bella responded, light heartedly trying to soften the mood. “I hope it’s another girl.” Rosalie said, resting a soft hand on my shoulder, glancing at the now turned off machine. “Carlisle will come around, he may not support your decision… but he will always support you. He loves you, we all have seen it.” Rosalie reassures, lifting me up slightly.

“Now, what would you like to eat?”

*****

It wasn’t long before my stomach started to swell up. Bella was right, it was not a human pregnancy, it was a lot faster. I looked about 6 months pregnant, my belly was slightly bruised like Bella’s was, but I had been on blood supplements sooner then she had so it was much easier.

Rosalie and I were shopping almost everyday for baby clothes until I started getting really big. Then we opted for online shopping, and eventually Alice came around and started being more involved, claiming if the baby was going to be born then it was going to be born into fashion properly.

Jasper and Emmett were betting on the baby’s gender, Jasper and Edward thought it was a boy and Emmett was on team girl with Rosalie and Alice. They have all voted on names and clothes, like a regular normal family. Nessie was excited to get a aunt/uncle however, for her sake we just said cousin, no need for technicalities.

Then there was Carlisle, who like Rosalie said, did come around. He was always by my side, asking me a thousand questions and making sure I was comfortable, not too hot or cold, if I was hungry, if I was tired, if the baby was kicking, etc.

He was even dare I say it….excited. He told a few of his close friends about the baby and would go upstairs with me everyday to get ultrasound pictures of the baby and tape them in a photo album book he had. His hands would always be gently around my belly or on my hand, asking me how I felt and how the baby felt. Carlisle also had everything planned out and written down, he was very determined for everything to go smoothly and as easy as possible.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a broken rib here and there, and it did hurt. My stomach felt like it would burst at times, the bruised skin needed ice packs and heating pads at times. But it was a magical feeling, I knew I was doing something incredible and almost impossible.

And I knew I was getting close to the due date, we estimated it with the help of a Bella’s pregnancy even though her birth was an emergency. I wasn’t scared, or nervous. I knew that what was meant to be would be and that panicking would solve nothing or help anything. I did sense Carlisle’s nervousness though, and we had many conversations the closer it got to birth, he tried to stay strong and calm collected for my own sake, but there wasn’t a need. I had everything I wanted.

Alice had looked at my future numerous of times, and the closer the date came, the more visions she got of me living and surviving the birth, then being turned into a vampire. She of course, along with Edward, were the only two that knew the baby’s gender. I voted for it to be a surprise, and Carlisle agreed with it.

Rosalie and Alice had renovated one of the spare rooms into a nursery, using gray since it was a neutral color and there was no spoilers before I had the baby. They were both so excited, Rosalie especially. And Bella put together everything I would need for the baby, and prepped multiple bags and shelves with baby supplies and toddler stuff since my baby would not stay a baby for very long.

Emmett and Jasper even built a little play ground out in the back of the woods for Renesmee and my baby, which certainly made Nessie happy. And Edward would come by and sit with me, telling me what if felt like to read by baby’s mind. Reminiscing when it was Bella and his baby and what it was like to read his baby’s thoughts.

Everything was perfect, it couldn’t have been better.

****

Today was the day. I was going to give birth to my miracle baby, Carlisle had did the measurements and all the tests and scans and the baby was ready to come out. And fingers crossed, that it would go a lot more smoothly then Bella’s birth.

Everyone was nervous and jittery, Jasper had me questioning if he was using his mojo on me or Carlisle, probably both. But everything was set and most the family was sitting in the room with us. It was very quite and very calm, they all gave reassuring looks and feedback during the set up of the room. Carlisle was just done setting everything up then quietly looked my way.

“Are you okay?” He stated,

“If this-“

“When” I cut my lover off, looking up at him and holding his hand confidently before finishing.

“When this works out, yes, I know this is my last moment as a human. You will use the morphine, and anesthesia to put me out and then perform the C section, then turn me once the baby is out. It’s fine, you’ve told me a million of times. I’m ready.”

He looked down lovingly at me and gently rested his hand on my abnormally swollen belly. Taking in the last few moments with his human girlfriend before our baby was brought into the world.

“Are you ready?” I questioned, raising my eyebrows playfully. He smiled, before stroking my head with his icy cold hand. “Ready as I can be.” I heard his voice as he walked behind me to the machines.

I looked up at Rosalie and Bella, who were in the chairs next to me, while Alice and Edward stood behind me with Carlisle. They all looked very intense and stiff. “Alright guys. I guess I’ll see you on the other side. Take lots of pictures of my baby, Rose, make sure you share.” I joked, getting a few laughs out of my soon-to-be vampire family. Hoping to lighten the mood before I get put out.

I felt Carlisle’s hand on my shoulder, slowly guiding me to lay down on the table I was sat on. I looked up at the white ceiling, taking in the last few seconds of my humanity. I rose my hands and lifted my chin to take one last look of my pregnant belly, and felt Carlisle inject a cold fluid in my IV.

I turned my head to the side to look at him, he had one hand out, which was holding my closest hand. I didn’t even notice when he went to grab it. Then he took one last look at me, and whispered something. I couldn’t seem to catch what it was, already feeling the effects of the anesthesia.

I laid my head back on the table and noticed the ceiling getting darker, and darker. I also felt the sleepy euphoria take over my body. Then I closed my eyes and was met with darkness, my last thought of a face that I knew all too well.

Carlisle.

“I love you Carlisle.” I managed to get out before the darkness consumed me.

****

I woke up, suddenly conscious. However, it was odd. I didn’t feel groggy, or stiff. I felt alive, fresh, if you will. I felt as if I could hear every speck of dust fall inside the room I was in.

Room.

I looked around, it was a room I was unfamiliar with. It was a room with four pastel blue walls decorated with shelves full of wooden animals and plastic toys. Besides me was an old fashion white crib, with distrusted blue blankets. I was lying on a bed that looked as if was brand new, with freshly new sheets that smelt of soap and linen. Then I heard a swift sound of someone entering the room.

“Y/n. You’re awake.”

I looked up at my love, Carlisle, who had a biggest smile on his face and looked as if he would start crying. I studied him harder, I could see every piece of blonde hair on his head and every crease in his clothes. “Wow.” Was all I mustered out, soaking up the newly senses of being a vampire.

He chuckled, taking a step towards me and extending his hand. I looked down at it and could smell something, it was a mix of daisies and soap. I could also sense the warmth from it. “You have been holding the baby.” I almost cried out, looking around the room once more. Which was obviously the nursery, covered in blue.

“I’m gonna take a wild guess and say it’s a boy.” I finished, motioning quite fast around room. In which he laughed again, nodding as he took his hand in line. “How did you know.” He said before He wrapped me into a hug, in which I succeeded in not crushing him in half, which was something Bella managed to remind me about before I went under.

“I want to see him. Please.”

Carlisle looked down at me and then motioned something in the room beside us. I didn’t seem to notice it before, but now that I did I felt like a fire had arisen up my throat. I felt like tearing it to pieces and getting inside of it. It was a fridge, and I didn’t need to open it to know it was full of blood.

“Ladies first.” I heard him say, as milliseconds went by and almost ripped the door straight off the hinges and tore into a bag. It tasted amazing, to say at the least but I could tell it was animal blood. Which was good enough for me, the sooner I finished this bag the sooner I could hold my son for the first time.

“I figured you’d want to see the baby as soon as you could.” Carlisle said, gently closing the fridge behind me, motioning towards the fridge. “But after you do, we can go out and hunt down some fresh blood.” He continued, as he started leading me out the door. “How is he?” I asked, referring to my baby, looking around the halls that seemed totally different then before. I could see every speckle on the wall and hear every creak underneath our feet that I never heard before. “Great, it’s only been two days. Rosalie is soaking up his attention right now.”

We walked downstairs into the living room where I saw all my family sitting around a tiny wrapped up figure in Rosalie’s arms. They all looked at me and a few smiled while Emmett greeted me. “Hey y/n, good news, definitely not the milk man’s baby.” While Bella punched his side playfully. A few laughs came out from Jasper and Edward.

“Oh good, had me worried there for a minute. It’s not like it was an abnormal pregnancy.” I joked back, making my way towards the blue ball of blanket. Rosalie looked up to me and then lifted the baby towards me, laying him gently in my arms. I was taken aback in shock. The baby was quite literally a spitting image of Carlisle, from his hair to his cheek bones, I didn’t see a hint of my genes in him.

“Wow. Talk about Carlisle.” I concurred, cradling my baby in my arms. He was perfect, he had his tiny little eyes closed, with his beautiful little puffy cheeks, and his bleach blonde hair that was more like fuzz then anything. I could feel his warmth seep into my arms and chest, he definitely had human in him. But that’s about the only thing he seemed to get from me.

I looked up at Carlisle who was watching me and our baby. “I told you I could do it.” I teased, taking my eyes back onto my baby. Who just started to open his eyes. He cooed, reaching up towards me with a faint smile. I looked down giggling a bit, rocking him.

“Why hello love, welcome to the world.”

And in that moment, I knew I had everything I could ever have.

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locked out of heaven (university au)

fratboy!mingyu x fem!reader

synopsis: you never thought you’d call him for anything other than sex, but after locking your keys in your car at 2 am, he’s the only one who answers.

word count: 2.9k words

warnings: cursing, (badly written) smut, oral (fem. receiving)

a/n: kinda inspired by me locking myself out of my car the other day (thankfully not in the middle of the night). also, i am obsessed with the idea of mingyu being a frat boy lol. also, this maybe kinda shitty because this is the first thing i’ve written in like a year lmao

“fuck, why is nobody answering?!” you exasperated, looking at the list of calls you attempted to make, but to no avail.

you’d think that someone would answer after 6 missed calls, but it couldn’t be soonyoung. you called almost all of your friends in your contacts; hell, you even called wonwoo. but those bitches wouldn’t answer the phone.

being stuck at a kind of creepy gas station at 2:30 on the morning was most certainly not ideal. when you had gotten out of your car to get gas, you’d thought that you left your door unlocked. however, after pumping the gas and trying to get back in the car, the door didn’t budge when you pulled the handle. the thought of how careless and stupid you could be caused tears to start building up in your eyes.

you scanned your phone, trying desperately to think of who to call. your eyes landed on someone that was probably going to be your last option; someone you would prefer not to call in your current situation: kim mingyu. you and mingyu have been fuck buddies since the start of the semester. you just so happened to meet at a frat party on rush night; how you didn’t ever notice this hot man until junior year was bewildering.

that night the two of you hooked up, exchanging numbers afterwards, and it ended up lasting till around halloween. one thing about your relationship though, you almost never called first, making this even more awkward. however, this gorgeous man was your last resort and hopefully your knight in shining armor.

you pressed the call button, holding it up to your ear. after four rings, the tears started to burn in your eyes, losing all hope, but the universe was on your side this time as mingyu answered.

“hey, love. i would never expect-“ he began, but was cut off.

“oh, thank fuck!” you cheered, with a sigh of relief. you choked back at the now tears of happiness.

“what, were you really that horny?” he chuckled, and you could hear the smirk in his voice.

“not exactly.”

“oh then, what is it?”

“so um, i locked myself out of my car at a gas station, and nobody was answering my calls,” you sniffled, wiping the stray tear that fell on your cheek. “i was wondering if you could pick me up.”

you could hear mingyu clamber out of bed, sounding like he hit the floor. “jesus, mingyu, don’t hurt yourself,” you scolded with a light chuckle.

“oh my god, y/n, i will be there as soon as i can. text me which one you’re at, but don’t hang up, okay?” mingyu rambled, sounding like he was shuffling around and then a jingle of some keys.

“okay.” you followed his orders, putting him on speaker and sending your location.

the sound of his car turning on brought yet another sigh of relief, and you finally felt comfortable enough to sit on the hood of your car.

“you still okay, love?” mingyu asked after a few moments. the simple pet name made your heart swell and cheeks heat up, but you’d never admit anything to yourself or others the possible feelings you had.

“yeah, thank you again,” you replied, a small smile forming on your lips. “even for a frat boy, you’re really sweet.”

“hey now, watch the stereotypes,” he scoffed in a joking manner. it was silent for a couple minutes before he piped up again. “okay, i’m turning onto the street.”

you hopped off the car, fixing your hair, and adjusting your clothes before his arrival. sure enough, 30 seconds later, a black jeep with a Lambda Chi Alpha license plate on the grill turned into the parking lot. mingyu pulled up to the gas pump directly in front of yours, putting the car in park.

you ended the call before you jogging to his car, climbing into the passenger’s seat. you sat there for a couple minutes, twiddling with your thumbs before anyone said anything.

“okay, so what do you plan on doing now? am i taking you to your apartment, or something?”

“we can’t exactly do that when i don’t have my keys, and my roommate is asleep. i called them countless times, but they never picked up,” you whined. the panic started to set in again; even though you finally had someone here, you had no fucking clue what you were going to do now. “god, i’m so fucking stupid. how the fuck does this happen?!”

“woah, it’s okay, y/n. this happens to everyone at least once,” he cooed, rubbing your back. “how about this: you can spend the night with me, and i can take you home in the morning. then, we can figure out the situation with your car.”

“okay,” you croaked out, your breathing starting to even back out. you smoothed your hands over your pants, leaning back into the seat. mingyu suddenly grabbed your hand, slightly startling you. he mumbled an apology with a shy smile, squeezing your hand.

you’d assumed he would’ve let go, but he didn’t. well, he did let go for a moment as he shifted gears to start the journey home, but his hand quickly intertwined itself with yours almost immediately.

you couldn’t help the blush forming on your cheeks at the sweet gesture. if you were being honest with yourself, you had began to develop feelings for him following the long conversations shared after sex.

you stole a couple glances on the short ride to his place, admiring how the streetlights would illuminate his features. he may have caught you once, causing your cheeks to heat up as a grin formed on his lips.

he parked and climbed out the car, and you only had a chance to open your door before he was there, offering you a hand. you accepted, stepping down from the jeep; he shut the door once you got out, locking the car.

you followed him the short walk down the sidewalk and to the front of the chapter house. even though this was definitely not your first time here, being under vastly different circumstances, you found yourself just sort of standing there after slipping your shoes off. thankfully it seemed all the others were asleep in their rooms, or at least just hanging out in there.

you looked around as if you were discovering what it looked like for the first time. you took a long exhale as you shoved your hands in your jacket pockets and began rocking back and forth on your feet. mingyu had began walking down the hall, but he must’ve felt you not following him. he stopped and turned around, giggling slightly at you standing there so cutely.

“make yourself at home, love. i’m gonna go grab you some clothes to change into,” he called as he continued along to his room.

he came back in less than two minutes with clothes in hand, which you accepted and went to the restroom to change. he may have seen you naked before, but something felt different right now.

once you got in the bathroom, you wanted to keel over after seeing your reflection. you looked an absolute wreck with hair going every direction, mascara that ran down your cheeks, and eyeliner smeared practically to your ears.

you washed your face and ran fingers through your hair to get the fly aways under control. after finishing washing up, you changed into the set of clothes that smelled of his detergent and cologne.

you stepped out of the bathroom, hugging your old clothes to your chest. you saw mingyu on the couch in the living room, scrolling on his phone. you coughed, gaining his attention as he set his phone down on the arm rest beside him.

“thank you for picking me up,” you say, getting flustered as his gaze was completely focused on you. “and for not saying anything about how much of wreck i looked.”

“i mean, sometimes you look like that after i fuck the shit out of you,” he replied, a shit eating grin. you gasp, throwing the clothes you had in your hands at his head. “i’m kidding. well, kind of.”

“whatever,” you muttered, biting back a smile. you went into his kitchen to grab a plastic sack to throw your clothes in. you return to the living room to find him standing up, arms stretched over his head as he yawned. the way his shirt slightly rose to expose some of his tummy and the muscles in his biceps had you biting your lip again, but for another reason.

he peaked an eye open, looking right at you. “i could feel you staring at me.”

“i can’t help it when you’re that pretty,” you shrugged, happy that it was his cheeks heat up this time.

“okay, well, i’m tired and ready for bed so,” he paused, walking towards you slightly. he crouched down slightly, wrapping his arms around your thighs as he lifted you. “let’s go to bed.”

“oh my god, mingyu!” you exclaimed, giggling at his antics, holding onto his waist for dear life as you hung upside down.

he jogged upstairs and into his room, kicking the door shut. he threw you down on the bed, climbing over top of you. his strong arms on either side of your head, and his eyes just boarded into yours. you expected him to kiss you harshly, but he crouched down to peck your forehead before falling beside you.

he rolled onto his side, wrapping an arm over top of you and pulling you to do the same. when you did, your eyes met his; this eye contact was different from how it was times before, at least if your memory serves you right. it would’ve made you insecure if it wasn’t for the gentle smile on his lips.

you took advantage of this moment to admire his features as well. the way his hair that had grown quite a bit since the beginning of the year, or the way the apple of his cheek became a bit more prominent because of his grin. you went back to look in his eyes, and as expected, he was still staring directly at you.

“not gonna lie, with you looking at me like that, i’d think you were gonna confess your feelings for me,” you mumbled, laughing lightly. you don’t even know why you said that, but honestly, that’s what you were hoping he would do.

he just laid there for a moment, slightly taken aback. he didn’t say anything as he shifted to lay on his back, now staring up at the ceiling.

“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have said-“

“i do like you, y/n. a lot, actually.”

now it was your turn to lay there flabbergasted, which the surprise only lasted for a moment before the joy overwhelmed it. “good. me too,” you replied, sitting up. you swung one of your legs around, straddling his waist before falling onto him.

one of his hands landed on your hip, the other behind your head, as you kissed him. when he began to kiss back, it started out innocent, but his grip on your hip became tighter as his tongue slipped in your mouth. the other hand started tugging at your hair, causing you to moan into his mouth.

as the make out session continued, it slowly became more heated as you began to grind on his crotch. it seemed to flip a switch in his head, and he flipped you over, quickly moving on top of you. he quickly took his shirt off as you did the same, followed by your pants.

you laid there in your panties that most definitely did not match your bra, but it didn’t matter as the look in his eyes did not falter for a moment.

“you’re so fucking perfect,” he groaned, pulling you up slightly to meet your lips again.

it didn’t last long before he started kissing down your jaw and onto your neck. he found the sweet spot like he did every time and sucked on it, causing a moan to leave your lips. he continued to leave his mark as he worked his way down your chest. he reached underneath you, unclamping your bra, and threw it on the floor beside the bed.

he got lower and lower until he met your clothed pussy. his hand began sliding up and down your thigh before he paused for a moment, looking up into your eyes.

“do you want to do this?” he asked, waiting for your consent.

“fuck yes,” you answered quickly, raising your hips off the bed, so he’d be able to get them off easier.

he pulled them off with two fingers on each side, throwing them onto the floor. he kissed and licked his way up your legs, slowing down once he reached the most tender part of your inner thighs. he sucked on the sensitive skin, licking over your stretch marks and the fresh marks left there. he pulled your legs over his shoulders as he got closer to your cunt. his eyes looked up at you as his tongue met your folds, watching your eyelids flutter and you hands grip the bedsheets.

he found your clit, slightly sucking on it before teasing your hole with the rough pad of his finger. he licked over your cunt again before inserting two digits into your greedy hole, eliciting a moan of pleasure from you.

he continued pumping in and out of you with his fingers, slowly adding another, playing with your clit with his tongue. it wasn’t long before the coil in your stomach started to become tighter, and your moans becoming more sporadic. in this moment, you hope his frat brothers are asleep because if not, there’s no way they couldn’t hear what was going on.

mingyu’s mouth left your clit, but his thumb quickly replaced it, not allowing for your climax to slip away. he knew you were close.

“come on, baby. be a good girl, and come on fingers,” he commanded, which seconds after, you released onto his fingers with one last loud moan.

you panted for a moment as he pulled his fingers out, sucking your juices. he shifted, allowing your legs to fall on either side of him as he reached up to kiss you again. the way you could taste yourself on his tongue made you moan again, and you could feel his clothed length rubbing on the inside of your thigh.

“i want you inside of me,” you whined, breaking the kiss.

“i thought you’d never ask, baby.”

he quickly took off his boxers, freeing his member that dripped of precum down the angry head. he reached onto his bedside table, grabbing a condom. he quickly rolled it on and aligned his cock with your entrance. he sank in slowly, bottoming out in you, filling you so nicely like he did every time before he slowly started pumping in and out. the curve of his dick hit at just the right angle every time, causing a long series of moans to fall from your lips.

“you always take me so well, baby. your pretty little pussy is so fucking perfect,” he groaned.

the lustful sounds coming from him and you felt like heaven, and god, he never wanted to forget this feeling. the way your nails dug into his back, leaving bright red scratches over his toned back, and the way he knew his grip on your thigh would most likely leave a bruise that he’d probably feel guilty for later.

his pace became faster and sloppier as he began to reach his climax, but his thumb met your tender clit, rubbing quick circles over it. the way he knew your body like the back of his hand never ceased to amaze you. your walls began to clench around his cock, causing almost a growl to fall from his lips. he knew you were close behind him, so he didn’t hold back and released into the condom. he continued through his high, and you were seeing stars as the orgasm finally hit you.

a long sigh left your lips as your eyes rolled back into your head. thankfully, you didn’t pass out this time like you have in the past; that sure as hell gave mingyu a scare, thinking he went too far.

he slowly pulled out, your cum slipping out onto the bed as he did so. he quickly disposed of the condom as he got up to get a rag to clean you up. he threw it in a hamper on the side of the room before falling in bed beside you.

he laid on his back, and he pulled you to his side, allowing you to lay your head on his chest. you could hear his steadying heartbeat as you traced small shapes on his tummy. he gently ran his fingers over your back as you both laid there in silence for a moment.

“would you want to be my girlfriend?” mingyu asked quietly, his hand stopping. the thought of you rejecting him still crossed his mind, causing a lump to feel like it was building in his chest.

“yeah,” you answered, cheeks heating up slightly. you were glad he couldn’t see you right now because he probably would take the opportunity to tease you.

he raised up for a moment to turn the lamp off, but he settled back into his original position. it wasn’t long before he could tell you’d fallen asleep with your even, slow breaths and the cute way your feet would slightly twitch in your sleep. he kissed the top of your head, pulling you in tighter if possible before drifting off to sleep too. he’d deal with his brothers’ noise complaints in the morning.

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generalllimaginesss · 9 months

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Beyond

Based on Leon Bridge’s song “Beyond” (one of my absolute favorites). I have so many unfinished drafts, so I decided to go ahead and finish this one. It’s probably terrible, badly proofread, etc., but, if you can, enjoy it :)

btw just about everything in here is completely made up from my imagination, so I’m sorry if there are inaccuracies or anything of the such.

Warnings: cursing, anxiety, birth, slight NSFW (not very detailed though), probably loads of other things but this is all my corrupt brain can think of as of right now

Don’t want to get ahead of myself

Feeling things I’ve never felt

It’s kind of hard for me to explain

Her personality and everything

Brings me to my knees

Jack Hughes was normally one of the most confident individuals. Not in a cocky or arrogant way, but in a way that he knew what he was capable and had to offer, and there wasn’t much that could waiver that feeling.

As soon as Dawson Mercer brought his sister to one of the team’s formal dinners since Ryleigh was out of town, every bit of confidence that Jack had faded into a puddle of self consciousness. He had always prided himself with being smooth with the ladies, but Y/N Mercer was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. Her beauty didn’t stop at her looks though, no. She had this ability to captivate Jack, almost trance like. Jack was hanging onto every word of hers, and laughing when she would be quirky or funny.

Jack had never felt this way before. Every time him and Y/N would make eye contact he would fidget with his button up, run his fingers through his hair, and he even caught himself biting his nails a couple of times. Nico picked up on this behavior immediately, and really everybody else that knew Jack did too. This was so out of character for the man, so it was easy to connect the dots to the new girl in the room. Nico decided to rescue his friend from himself, pulling him to the side, away from everybody, and checking in on him.

“Are you ok?” Nico asked, forcing Jack to turn his back on Y/N and pay attention to him.

“Y-yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” Jack feigned confusion, but immediately began to grin. He knew he got caught, and couldn’t help but feel like this was such a boyish crush.

“Yeah that’s what I thought,” Nico chuckled. “Get it together or else she’s going to think you’re crazy,” Nico gave him a little liquid encouragement from his flask that he kept in his suit jacket and pushed his friend back to where the beautiful Mercer was standing.

Once the conversation was dying within the group, and Y/N had gone to get a drink, Jack followed. Y/N’s back was turned to him, so he gave her shoulder a feather tap with his finger. Jack subconsciously had moved over a bit, causing him to be out of view from the direction in which he tapped. Y/N looked over the original shoulder, and then to the other to see Jack. His face was beet red and he let out a nervous laugh.

“Sorry, um, I’m Jack, but you probably already know that since Dawson is one of my friends,” Jack was looking everywhere except Y/N’s face while he fidgeted his fingers. He was so absolutely mortified of his behavior, but as soon as Y/N opened her mouth his eyes shot up to her. Her voice was angelic, calming and he could sit and listen to her read a phone book.

“Yeah I’ve definitely heard some interesting stories about you. Not too bad though,” she giggled and Jack could feel his heart flutter.

“At least they’re not too bad, haha. Um, I just wanted to ask if you maybe would be available to go get lunch somewhere, or dinner. Really anything that works with your schedule,” Jack rambled on. His teammates, including Dawson, were watching the scene go down. It was absolutely painful watching the always confident professional hockey player melt into a puddle of goop before Y/N, but Dawson couldn’t help but feel a little pride that his sister was the reason.

“Yeah, that would be nice,” Y/N replied with a smile.

“Awesome! Yeah just let me know when, or I’ll ask you and see what works,” Jack felt a little weight off of his chest and turned to walk away.

“Oh, you’re number?” Y/N asked and Jack could feel his cheeks heat up. How stupid did he have to be to forget to ask for her number?

“Yeah, sorry about that,” he apologized and handed Y/N his phone so that she could type in her number. He then sent her a text message so that she would have his. They exchanged smiles, but kept distance for the rest of the night. Jack reunited with Nico and Dawson, finally feeling like he could breathe again.

“That was painful to watch,” Nico laughed. Jack flipped him off and looked at Dawson, who sported the biggest grin on his face.

“I don’t know what the fuck your parents did to create her, but that is a literal angel. Can I please take your sister out on a date?” Jack breathed out, eliciting a laugh from his two friends.

“Yeah, bud. Don’t fuck it up though. You think she’s an angel now, but you don’t want to get on her bad side,” Dawson admitted. Jack smiled, so excited to get to know this mysterious girl that has him absolutely folding.

She shines me up like gold on my arm

I wanna take it slow but it’s so hard

I love to see her face in daylight

It’s more than just our bodies at night

But she’s really temptin’ me, ooh

It had been a solid 3 months since Jack and Y/N had started going out. They didn’t wear a label yet, and the thought of rushing whatever this was absolutely terrified Jack. He had been on the bad end of many relationships, but none of them felt like this. Y/N accompanied Jack to many NHL events and awards, and everybody always commented on how happy the boy was. He couldn’t take any credit though because it was all Y/N.

After he had gotten over his initial nerves, it was like the two had known each other their whole lives. They connected on such a deeper level than just “liking” each other. It was like everything in the universe drove them together. So much so that the physical aspect of what they had was no match to their emotional and mental connection.

Jack wouldn’t lie, there were several times where Y/N would wear things that just made him feel THAT way, but he always managed to keep those feelings in check. The two had kissed, but that’s as far as it had gone so far. That is until their date to the lake.

The annual Hughes’ lake house vacation was in full swing, and this summer Jack decided to invite Y/N. He had planned a romantic date for the two: a picnic on a blanket by the water at sunset. He had packed sandwiches, wine, a homemade charcuterie board, and candles. This girl really had him in the palm of her hand. He was willing to do anything to express the love he felt for her.

They didn’t dress up, both wearing their swimsuits, and that was the problem. Y/N kept glancing at Jack’s body, almost hungrily, hoping he wouldn’t notice. However, when she wasn’t looking, Jack was biting his lip and trying to keep his friend under control.

The dinner went smoothly, and the sunset was breathtaking. As Y/N started to talk about the beauty of the sunset, Jack couldn’t control himself and smashed his lips on hers, his hands cupping her face gently while her hands went to his sides. He laid her down gently, supporting his weight with one arm and letting his fingers caress her skin with the other arm.

This wasn’t like any other kiss that they had before now. The passion that exuded from their bodies was far too great to be confined into a simple kiss. Things got heated to the point where Y/N lost her top in the middle of things. Jack wanted so bad to continue to show her with his mouth how much she meant to him, but he couldn’t help but think that she deserves better than having this moment in the dirt by a lake.

“Y/N I can’t let this be our first time. I need this to be perfect, and getting dirt in places where dirt shouldn’t be is not how I want to remember this,” he panted out. Y/N was slightly disappointed, but her heart grew when she realized that Jack was absolutely in love with her. She smiled, placed a peck on his nose, and placed her top back on.

The walk back to the house was about 10 minutes, and they never let their hands fall apart. They laughed and shared longing glances as they returned to the rest of the boys.

Do you think I’m being foolish if I don’t rush in?

I’m scared to death that she might be it

That the love is real

That the shoe might fit

She might just be my everything and beyond (beyond)

Space and time in the afterlife

Will she have my kids will she be my wife?

She might just be my everything and beyond

“Dude there’s no way you two have been going out for almost 4 months and still haven’t had sex,” Trevor was absolutely shocked. He knew his best friend like the back of his hand, and he didn’t think that Jack had gone 1 month, let alone 4, without sleeping with whatever girl he was with.

“Man, you don’t get it. This one is special. This one deserves for everything to be perfect before she gives herself to me. I can’t let it be in some hotel room that we’re at during the season. Like she’s actually got me thinking about waiting until we’re married,” Jack admitted. He just couldn’t ruin this relationship with her.

He finally asked her to be his girlfriend a few weeks ago, and everything was going so good, but there still wasn’t a time where he felt was perfect for them to take that next step.

“Woah there buddy, marriage?” Trevor’s jaw fell open as he grabbed his phone and turned the speaker button off and put it to his ear.

“Yeah, Z. She’s perfect. There’s never going to be anyone that makes me feel the way she does,” Jack smiled at the thought of building a future with such a special woman. It terrifies him to no end to know that a single person has this sort of effect on him, but he just began to embrace it eventually.

“Do you have a time frame for marriage?” Trevor asked.

“I don’t want to rush things, but I’ve already bought a ring and I’m thinking about doing it when we go home for Christmas,” Jack admitted.

“Oh yeah, no rush, just planning on getting engaged this year, already bought a ring, but no rush,” Trevor mocked, “You’re so fucking whipped, it’s disgusting,” Trevor groaned.

“Nah, Z-Man. I’m so fucking in love,” Jack chuckled on the other end of the phone thinking about his girl.

“Yeah, whatever, shut the fuck up, lover boy,” Trevor was slightly jealous of Jack’s relationship. He could only dream about finding somebody he could love as much as Jack loved Y/N. As much as he was jealous, he was just as happy to see Jack be so happy.

The two hung up the phone and Jack went to admire the ring. A part of him wanted to pop the question tomorrow, but the other part wanted everything to be planned out and perfect. He also was trying really hard not to rush into a marriage, which was a terrifying feeling. Holding yourself back from taking the next step and committing your life to somebody that you are absolutely in love with…there’s no other feeling like it. Jack wanted her for the rest of his life, but he had about 8 months to plan for the most important question of his life.

I wanna bring her ‘round to meet ya

I think you’d like her kind demeanor

I know that Grandma would’ve loved her

Like she was her own

She makes me feel at home

The first time that Jack brought Y/N home to meet his family in Michigan was nerve wracking at first, but turned into memories that he would treasure forever. Luke knew Y/N, but the rest of his family hadn’t gotten the chance to in the 5 months that they had been dating. Schedules were difficult to work with, but when the first opportunity to hop on a plane with Jack to Michigan arose, Y/N jumped on the idea. If his family was anything like him, Y/N would love them.

Jack, on the other hand, wanted them to love her as much as he did. Not that he didn’t think Y/N was good enough for his family, she was perfect. He was scared that his family would be too picky. They expected a lot out of each other, and Y/N was perfect as she was. He just wanted them to see that.

Once they reached the Hughes’ home, Y/N was beaming, and Jack was admiring her giddiness to meet everybody.

They grabbed their bags, and Jack went through the front door. There was a chorus of “Hellos” and hugs before Jack finally took a deep breath in and out.

“Mom, Dad, Quinn, this is Y/N. We’ve been dating for about 5 months now,” he smiled at his girl who was going to hug everybody. God, he loved her so much, and he soon would find out that his family adored her as well.

Later that night, after everyone had ate dinner Jack got the opportunity to sit down with just his mom. They talked about how his life was going, the things he would change about his approach at hockey for the next season, and they finally got on the topic of Y/N.

“So Y/N? How serious are we talking here?” Ellen flashed a cheeky grin at her middle son. As much as she loved him, she knew he held a reputation as a slight player. She was honestly surprised that her son had a relationship that had lasted this long.

“Don’t freak out on me, ok? Let me explain,” Jack began. Ellen looked very confused, but nodded for him to continue.

“I’ve bought a ring,” He stated as Ellen still looked confused.

“Like a promise ring?” She genuinely didn’t think that it was a possibility for him to have bought a wedding ring, like the thought never registered with her until Jack began to rub the back of his neck and began to explain.

“Not exactly. I bought a wedding ring a little while back. But I’m not planning on proposing until around December,” He explained as Ellen’s eyes grew wide and she sucked in her lips, biting them to hold back a miniature freak out.

“Honey, I love you so much. I admire the heart you have and how you love others, I truly do. But what the hell are you thinking? Do you know how much can happen in 8 months? What if she gets cold feet or wants to break up?” Ellen was whisper-yelling at him, trying her best to prevent the others from hearing Jack’s little secret.

The truth is Jack knew his mom had a point, but at the same time nobody truly knew how close Jack and Y/N were. They spent every free moment together and supported each other in all that they did. He just had to trust himself, which is what he had been doing this whole time and it’s paid off so far.

“Mom, I just know that’s who I’m supposed to marry. She’s kind, thoughtful, so selfless. Like when I think about my life partner, there’s nobody else that could possibly fulfill that role. When I think about the person I want my kids to learn from, Y/N is the only person that I would trust to help raise our kids with determination and morals. Please just trust me,” Jack was practically begging his mom.

Ellen couldn’t help but smile at the young love. The mom part of her was petrified that her son would get hurt, but watching Y/N treat them with respect and kindness backed up her son’s words about the girl. She had also never seen her son like this, so he had to be telling the truth.

As she got up from the couch, she ruffled her sons hair and kissed his forehead. “You’re crazy, but I love you,” she whispered in his ear, causing Jack to smiled up at her.

“Love you too, mom,” he blushed at the thought of Y/N Mercer turning into Y/N Hughes.

I give up, I’m in love cryin’ out to you

Oh me, oh my I can’t explain

She might just be my everything

The eight months that followed after his chat with his mom flew by, and now here everybody was gathered at his grandparents house on his dad’s side. Even though his mom’s side was Jewish, his dad’s side still celebrated Christmas with them being catholic. He had made sure to find time and communicate that with Y/N so that they would be making the get together with one another.

He wanted to make sure that Y/N had met everybody in his family before committing to a life with him. He didn’t want to propose in front of everybody, but he definitely needed a little moral support from his immediate family.

Without any doubt, his entire family adored Y/N. She got along with all of his cousins and aunts and uncles, and his grandparents went on and on about how she’s too good for Jack. He fell even more in love with her, if possible, when he caught her playing Barbie’s with some of the younger kids. He pulled his brothers to the side while Y/N was preoccupied to let them in on his plan.

“What I’m about to tell you two must stay between us. The only other people that know is Y/N’s family and mom and dad, ok? Well, and maybe Trevor, but that’s besides the point,” He began.

“I’m asking Y/N to marry me tonight. I’ve got it planned where we’re going to the dock where I’ve got people setting up marquee letters, there’s going to be fireworks and there’s flowers leading the way down there. I’m so fucking nervous right now, like almost as nervous as I was the first time I met her. Please just talk me down,” he rambled on.

Meanwhile his brothers were in shock. They knew that their brother was in love, but it had only been about a year and a half since the two had gone on their first date.

“Look I know you need words of encouragement, but what the fuck, Jack? Why are we just now finding out?” Quinn was the first to speak up, slightly hurt that he was just now hearing of this, but he soon could see how much this meant to his brother, so he warmed up to the idea.

“I needed it to be kept absolute secret. Y/N couldn’t even get a feeling that it was somewhere on the horizon,” Jack explained.

His brothers talk to him for about 30 minutes before people were starting to leave the get together. Jack noticed this and gave a glance to his mom for their family to leave. Jack and Y/N hugged everybody goodbye and drove back to the Hughes home with the rest of his immediate family. They made it there, Jack texting all of the people involved in the proposal eagerly, making sure everything was going as planned.

As they all got out of the vehicle, Jack took Y/N’s hand, smiling at her.

“Why don’t we take a late night walk by the lake? Just a quick one?” Jack asked. Y/N was a bit puzzled, but pulled her jacket tighter and following her boyfriend.

The two talked, walking slowly towards the frozen water. Y/N’s laughter and constant gazing at Jack distracted her from that of the marquee letters for as long as possible until the lights caught her attention and she realized that she was walking on rose petals. The words “Marry Me?” shining through the cold Michigan night.

Jack’s hands were sweating despite the freezing temperatures, but he continued to lead his girl closer to the lights with her hand in his. He could hear her sniffling and glanced over to see tears steaming down her face.

Once they reached the wooden dock, Jack grabbed her other hand and turned her body towards him.

“Y/N Mercer, you’re my absolute best friend. You are the only person that I truly feel this type of love for. I miss you the second I’m away from you, and I count down the minutes until I can see you again. I’ve truly tried to do everything right in this relationship, not rushing things, waiting until marriage, and I just want to be able to spend all of my waking moments with you. I can not bear to think of a life where I don’t have you, and I can’t help but feel like everyday I’m not married to you is a day I’m losing with you,” With that he pulled the Tiffany blue ring box out of his jacket and got down on one knee.

Y/N was almost sobbing at this point, her hands covering her nose and mouth as she watched her best friend on one knee. He truly had done everything right, and it wasn’t even a question if she would marry him.

“Y/N Mercer, will you do me the absolute honor of taking my last name and being my life partner?” Jack asked.

Y/N managed to nod her head, but she didn’t think she could form the ‘yes’ if she tried. She was practically bawling and Jack was infatuated with her.

“Is that a yes,” Jack chuckled and began to put the ring on her finger. She nodded feverishly and leaned into him as he stood up. They shared a passionate kiss, the only thing that could distract them from this moment was the fireworks over the lake and the cheers from the house.

“Oh my God I love you,” Y/N cried as she laid her head on Jack’s shoulder and admired the fireworks.

Once the show had ended they made their way back to the house where they were not only greeted by the Hughes, but also the Mercers. Jack’s brothers and Dawson hugged him and the moms hugged Y/N. Y/N truly couldn’t think of better person for her. She loved his family and him. She couldn’t wait to share a last name with her soulmate.

Space and time in the afterlife

Will she have my kids?

Will she be my wife?

She might just be my everything and beyond

Jack and Y/N had an engagement that lasted 6 months. They both felt like they had just enough time to plan their dream wedding and not feel rushed. Their wedding was absolutely stunning. The cake, the venue, her dress…everything was better than imagined.

Nothing topped the moment, however, when Jack saw Y/N in her wedding dress for the first time walking down the aisle with her dad. Jack’s breath hitched and he felt tears stinging his eyes. He tried to keep it together, he really did, but when Quinn gave his shoulder a squeezed, and Jack looked over at tears in his older brother’s eyes, he began to let his tears fall as well.

Y/N was absolutely stunning. Jack truly didn’t understand how he had managed to not only catch her attention at that party so many months ago, but how in the world had he kept her.

Her dad had announced that him and Y/N’s mom were giving her away and he turned to hug Jack. He gave him a squeeze and whispered in his ear before letting go, “We love you, Kid.” Jack nodded and thanked him.

The ceremony was stunning, and their vows were endearing.

“Jack Hughes, before we get to the sappy stuff I just need to let everybody know how we happened,” Y/N chuckled, her voice hitching when she glanced at him, a tear streaming down Jack’s face.

“Jack Rowdy Hughes was an absolute mess the first night I had met him,” and with that everybody laughed, especially the Devils players that were there to witness the tragedy that was a love stricken Hughes Brother.

“I had always heard stories from Dawson about how bold and straightforward you were, but that night I feel like I knew who you were immediately. You were a man who’s heart held so much love that you couldn’t contain it. I’m so happy and blessed to say that you haven’t wavered, but gotten stronger in your love. You have showed me what true love should look and feel like, and there will never be another person like you. I promise to love, support, and cherish you until my heart stops beating. I promise to calm you down when you chew the ref out for bad calls, and to love you even when you are missing a few teeth. I can’t wait to begin this life with you as your life partner,” Y/N concluded, squeezing Jack’s hand as he composed himself enough to begin his vows.

He had been skeptical at writing his own vows, but in this moment he knew exactly what to say.

“I really wasn’t expecting you to out me like that, but I can’t say anything because it’s true,” He laughed, causing a chain reaction in the wedding guests.

“Y/N Mercer, I knew you were going to be my wife the second I laid eyes on you. I didn’t know how, or when, but I knew that when I envisioned my future, you were there at every important moment. If I’m being honest, I bought that ring a little over 3 months of dating you. Nobody understands me quite the way you do. Sometimes we don’t even have to tell each other how we feel, it’s merely a look and we know. I promise to always put you first. I promise to love you with every single fiber of my being. My life has been filled with so much love and joy since knowing you, and I can’t wait to feel that for the rest of my life,” Jack concluded.

The two exchanged rings and the priest prayed over the two.

“It’s with the utmost privilege that I pronounce you man and wife. Jack, you may kiss your bride,” And at those words Jack smiled at his new wife and planted a loving, eager, tender kiss on her lips.

———

After the wedding, the two could not get enough of each other’s bodies. Waiting for over a year to have sex had built up so many thoughts, and needless to say the two were always busy. After Trevor and Caufield had walked in on them in the middle of it, it was a known fact to knock before coming into their house.

The two weren’t planning on kids anytime soon, but honestly they weren’t trying to prevent it. Money wasn’t an issue, Y/N had landed and job where she could work from home, and they had just recently adopted a puppy that kept her company when she missed Jack during the hockey season.

After feeling like she had the flu for what felt like two weeks, she finally did the math of when her last period was and began to freak out. As soon as she possibly could, she ran to target and bought a variety of different tests, knowing that she was going to take so many of them to be sure whether she was or wasn’t pregnant.

She took about 4, leaving them face up on the bathroom counter as she walked out. She couldn’t possibly just sit there and wait for the results. After her timer on her phone had gone off, she nervously made her way back to the tests. She felt dizzy as every single one indicated that she was, in fact, pregnant.

Jack wouldn’t be home for another 3 days, so she successfully managed to keep her mouth shut about it while she came up with a way to tell him. She managed to get an appointment with her OBGYN and took home the sonograms that were made, the baby so tiny it was hardly noticeable.

She picked out a cute onesy, took a fresh pregnancy test, and placed the sonogram all carefully into a gift bag and left it out on the counter when Jack got home. He curiously walked over to the back and looked at Y/N.

“What’s this for?” He questioned, causing a smile to inch onto his wife’s face.

“Just open it,” Y/N replied, to which he raised his eyebrows cautiously and carefully removed the paper.

The first thing he saw was the onesy, so he was a little confused. But when he saw the sonogram and the test he snapped his head toward his wife.

“Are you serious?” He didn’t think that she would joke about this, but he was in complete shock.

Y/N nodded and made her way to him. They both had tears glistening in their eyes as they embraced. He pulled away from Y/N slightly and looked her in the eyes.

“I’m actually going to be a dad, and you’re actually going to be a mom?” He already knew the answer, but he just needed to hear it from you again.

“Yes, my love. We’re going to be parents!” Y/N squealed.

———

Telling everybody was one of their favorite parts about the pregnancy. Getting to see everybody so excited, and seeing all of the love that was shown to their new little family was amazing.

As soon as Y/N had a visible bump, Jack was obsessed with it. He would rant to it about stupid calls during a game, he would attempt to sing to it, and he would pepper it with kisses all the time. Sometimes he would accidentally let a few curse words slip to it, earning him a thump from Y/N, but she secretly enjoyed seeing him so fascinated with it.

When the bump grew bigger and Y/N struggled with back pain, he would hold her belly for her while she enjoyed the pressure being taken away slightly. As much as she enjoyed feeling the little kicks and flutter, the little one was running out of room to move around, causing mama to struggle with the basics like breathing and walking.

Y/N was at 39 weeks and was feeling absolutely miserable. She felt bad because she was quick to snap at Jack, but he knew it was only because of the life growing inside of her.

The Devil’s had just made it to the playoffs, but had a few days between their next game. Jack was weary to leave the house, even if it was to go practice. He was scared to death that he would somehow be late, or miss his baby’s birth.

After coming home from a pretty intense practice, he found that Y/N was walking laps around their house.

“Babe, you ok?” Jack’s concern seeped through his voice.

“No. I need this baby out. I’m losing my mind,” she groaned. Jack chuckled at this.

“Can we please have sex? I have tried everything else and it’s not working. I’ve tried exercise balls, walking, spicy foods, literally every single thing. I made a list from TikTok videos of things that can induce labor and none of it is working. What I haven’t tried is sex, though,” Y/N rambled on as Jack slowly made his way to his wife. He smirked and grabbed her hips as he led her to their bedroom.

Yeah he was tired and sweaty and actually disgusting, but if Y/N wanted to have sex then that’s what he was going to do.

After undressing each other, Jack laid on his back and had Y/N straddle him. They were extremely limited in the positions they could do, but being on top was equally enjoyable for both of them.

Y/N let out a low moan as soon as she felt him inside of her. She sat still for a few seconds, adjusting to Jack, but then began to bounce up and down.

Jack helped out when he could feel her slow down, supporting her under her thighs and giving her an extra push.

When they swapped positions to doggy style, it didn’t take long for Jack to feel close to the edge. Just as he was about to get off, he felt liquid drip out of Y/N as she let out a hiss.

“Babe that’s a little rough,” she groaned.

“Y/N I think your water just broke, holy shit,” he tried to stay calm, but he was freaking out.

Y/N wasn’t in any significant pain, it just felt like the Braxton Hicks contractions she had been enduring for a few days, that is until she felt a searing pain shoot through her.

“I think we need to go to the hospital,” She announced and Jack immediately got together the hospital bag. The car seat was already in the car, and they were off to the hospital.

They kept track of how far apart each contraction was, and it was averaging about 3 minutes.

Once they got checked into a room, Y/N was able to relax, following all of the steps of her birthing plan.

Jack watched in complete awe. He admired the strength that his wife exuded. She was incredible.

With each contraction, Jack made sure to let her squeeze his hand as tight as she needed to. He tried to help her control her breathing, and all he wished was for the pain to go away and for their baby to be here already.

When the time came to push, he could tell that Y/N was a little scared.

“I don’t know if I can do this,” she cried to Jack. Jack rubbed her shoulders in reassurance.

“Babe you are so fucking strong. You didn’t come this far to back out. You can do anything, especially bring our baby into this world,” he encouraged her. That’s all she needed in order to do just that.

With 4 pushes later, the sound of crying filled the room along with tears from Jack and Y/N. Jack couldn’t help it, he started to sob with Y/N as soon as he saw the baby’s tiny figure. Sure it was a little gross looking with all of the goop on it, but he didn’t care. It was his family that they had built together.

“Congratulations you two! It’s a baby girl,” the doctor announced as he placed the baby on Y/N’s chest. Jack wouldn’t mind being a girl dad, he was ecstatic.

After Baby Hughes was cleaned off and the nurses and doctor checked Y/N out, the three of them had their own time together, alone, for the first time.

“So we do know what we’re going to name her, right?” Jack questioned. The two of them had discussed names for a while now, but Jack honestly couldn’t remember what was decided.

“Ella Dawson Hughes,” Y/N announced. Ella came from Ellen, and Dawson was obvious since without him none of this would be happening.

“Absolutely perfect,” Jack managed to croak out.

After a few hours, the two decided to allow visitors to come in and see the baby. The families were first, followed by just about the whole Devils team, then came the various other NHL players like Trevor, Jamie, Caufield and Turcotte. It was such a beautiful thing to watch these tough athletes turn to mush around such a tiny human. It was even more heartwarming when they hugged Y/N and Jack, filled with so much pride for the two of them.

When the last of the visitors left for the day and it was just Jack holding a sleeping baby Ella, and a sleeping Y/N, he let more tears fall. As much as he had loved his wife, nothing could have prepared him for the surplus of emotions his heart was going through watching his best friend become a mom, and seeing the result of their love coming into fruition.

Baby Ella scrunched her nose, letting out a small cry.

“It’s ok, my love. Daddy loves you,” he let her grip his finger and rocked her slightly, lulling her back to sleep.

This was his life, and he was totally in love with it.

#jack hughes #jack hughes imagines #nhl fic #trevor zegras #quinn hughes #luke hughes #alex turcotte #cole caufield #dawson mercer #nhl imagine

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questionableratatouille00 · 3 months

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Hiii❤️! Could you write a Loki x reader ( maybe Tony’s older daughter) where Tony’s #1 rule is hands off my daughter like don’t mess with her but she’s kind of a trouble maker too and all of the avengers are really protective over her so when her and Loki start sneaking around at night together and someone catches them they’re like oh hell no definitely not happening and so there’s some angst and Steve or Bucky or even Tony are like fighting with Loki and the reader is getting all stressed but they like won’t see past it and stand there ground on her not seeing Loki and whatever you want to write after that is fine idk how it should end lol but it’s just an idea I love. Thank youuuu❤️!

Hi!!! 💕 thank you so so so much for sending a request! I hope you enjoy this!

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 ℍ𝕚𝕞.

Pairing: Loki x fem!Stark!reader

Summary: You’re a Stark. He’s a former villain and the God of Mischief. Alternatively: shit is sometimes fucked.

Warnings: cursing, arguments, crying, murder mentions, this is the first time I’ve written for Loki and I hope I at least got his character semi accurate.

A familiar tapping sound coming from your window snapped you out of your focus. Abandoning your favorite book, you walked towards the window. Pulling back the curtain revealed a small black bird. You huffed out a laugh, rolling your eyes slightly.

You pushed the window open, allowing the bird to hop inside.

“You know that the security system is probably good enough to still be picking all of this up, right?” You murmured, but the bird still hopped down onto the carpeted ground. Before you knew it, a whoosh of green magic showed your beloved boyfriend, the God of Mischief himself.

“Well, I don’t see you trying to stop me.” He teased.

“Mm. Maybe not.” You hummed. “Y’know we probably can’t keep doing this. My dad might actually kill you.” You run your hands up his chest, resting them on his shoulders.

“I’ve slain countless beasts, I can handle your angry mortal father.” He huffed indignantly.

“Aw, is somebody scared?” You teased.

He rolled his eyes, fixing his hair. You moved your hands to his neck, gently pulling him closer. His hands drifted down your waist and over your pajama pants to grab at your asscheeks. You kissed him, and you couldn’t help but smile.

A knock at your door startled you. Before you could even pull away from Loki, your door swung open.

“Hey, bitch, we brought pizz—“ Wanda yelled out when she saw what was happening. You spun around in a panic, finding a dropped pizza box at your door and Natasha and Wanda glaring daggers at Loki.

“What the fuck is going on?” Wanda hissed.

“Back the hell away from her!” Nat threatened, a pocket knife already in her hand.

“No, no! Nat, Wands, please!” You begged. “It’s okay! It’s okay!” You shook your hands at them, standing there in front of him.

“Please, let us explain!” You pleaded.

They gave each other a Look, before slowly nodding.

That didn’t change the fact that they’d went and snitched to your father anyway.

Bucky, one of your close friends, even started giving Loki sharp glares whenever they were in the same room together.

You had been torn apart by the conflict.

“You can’t do this to me. This is my life, I know what I am doing with it.”

Steve, Buck, Nat, and even your father all stood in the room. Tony had his arms crossed; Steve’s brows were furrowed; Bucky and Nat both pretended they couldn’t see the wet patch’s under your eyes.

And then they filed out of the room, all of them except for Tony, of course.

“We know what’s best for you. We’re—I’m the adult here. I am. I know what’s best for you, just like I know what’s best for this damn team.” He looked angry, but you knew that deep down it was coming from a place of fear. Of love.

“I can handle myself.” You grumbled.

“I told him—I swear to God I told him that if he ever even breathed in your direction I’d—“

“I am a fucking adult!” You hissed. “I am a fully grown adult, I am fully capable of knowing who I feel happy dating. Loki—he loves me. And I lo—“

“Don’t you dare fucking finish that sentence.” He cut you off.

“I love him.” You said defiantly.

His eyes darkened. “No, you don’t. You don’t. He’s a monster; nobody could love that.”

“I love him.” Your words were a harsh whisper, spaced out slightly as your eyes watered more and you nodded along to your own words.

“You can’t. He’s a murderer, he doesn’t love you. How could he? All he could ever care about is his own damn self!” He slammed his hand down on the desk he was leaning on.

“You don’t even know him!” You slammed your hands down too. “You have no idea what he’s like! He’s kind, he’s thoughtful, and he’s so fucking gentle. He loves me. He loves me. And I love him.”

He stared at you, his eyes softening.

“He’s good to you?” He looks down at his hands, fiddling with them.

“Better than any other man I’ve been with.” You answer honestly.

“…Just..be careful. Be careful.”

But you knew Loki. That he’d never hurt you.

“I was worried,” the god confessed as he played with your hair. “That your father wouldn’t see your side of things. Our side.”

You laid against his chest. “I would’ve ran away. I don’t care where we go. As long as I have you, I’ll be fine.”

“As will I, darling. As will I.” He pressed a kiss to your hair.

A/n: dividers made by the lovely @saradika-graphics! This is the first time I’ve written for Loki, so sorry if the characterization is a little off.

#loki x reader #loki x you #loki x y/n #loki laufesyon x reader #loki laufeyson x y/n #loki laufeyson x reader #loki laufeyson imagine #i tried my best

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slasher-key · 1 year

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Let’s Not Be Alone Tonight

Pairing: Charlie Walker x Fem Reader

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, speaks of marijuana use, a few curse words (probably more than a few)

You are invited to a party by Kirby. you just went through a bad breakup, and just want to forget everything. But you run into the cute movie nerd who sweeps you off your feet.... Well helps you sober up.

Hope you enjoy!!!

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The music is fucking blasting, my head is fucking pounding, and I can’t even complain because I’m drunk, I’m high, I’m fucked up and this exactly what I wanted when I came to this fucking party. The only fucked up part about the party is I can’t find any of my fucking friends. I’ve been walking around for at least 20 minutes looking for these bitches and can’t find one.

I stumble my way upstairs to look for Kirby in her room, thinking she might be in there. I knock on the door and yell her name to address my presence, which was fucking useless because of the loud ass music. I open the door and stumble in. I hear the water in her connected bathroom running. Maybe she had to use the bathroom?

I throw myself on the bed and wait for her to come out, only for it to not to be her. It was Charlie Walker. See I knew of Charlie, but he never talked to me much. It was mostly HI's and goodbye’s when it came to us.

“Hey y/n, what are you doing in here?” He asks with is head down. “I could ask you the same thing?” I reply slurring my words. “Well since their was a couple in the hallway bathroom you know doing their thing, I asked Kirby if there was another bathroom and she brought me here. Your turn.” He says, waiting for me to start talking. I sit up and explain my little situation “Well since you need to know so badly, I was looking for Kirby, and I thought she was in here. But NOPE just you.” I reply. flopping back on the bed. Which made the pounding in my head even worse.

The room becomes really silent after a while, Charlie just standing by the bathroom door with his head down, and me laying on the bed staring at the ceiling. “So you just going to stand there or are you going to finish your party? Cause I can feel you staring at me and you’re kind of freaking me out just standing there.” I ask sitting back up looking at the shy long haired boy in front of me. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to” He apologizes, as he begins to walk toward the door. “Charlie, I’m kidding you don’t have to leave if you don’t want to, just stop staring so much it’s creepy.” I say, laughingly at the boys reaction. “oh okay” he replies standing in the same spot he was before, except this time trying to look everywhere else but me. “Please come sit down Charlie you’re blowing my high, with your awkwardness.” I say. I get up grab his hand and he falls on the bed with me. “See isn’t that better?” I ask with a goofy smile on my face. “Yeah it is actually.” he replies. And for the first time I get a smile out of him.

The rest of the party went by pretty quick. Charlie and I stayed in Kirby’s room the for the most part. We talked, we joked, and he made me feel better. I told him about my stupid dick of an ex boyfriend and he listened and just let me get it all out. I felt a connection with Charlie that I never felt before. Probably because we never really talked much. But he was really nice to be around.

We are still laying on the bed when we hear the door open. “Hey guys parties over, you can stay here, but not in my room.” Kirby says, slurring her words and stumbling around. Charlie and I help Kirby into bed and make our way downstairs. The living room is full of drunk party goers on the floor and the couch. “I think I’m just going to go home, you want a ride?” Charlie asks “Yes please.” I reply making my way towards the front door. Charlie chuckles and follows behind me.

We make it to the car and I give him my address. Most of the ride to my house is in silence. Until Charlie breaks it. “Hey y/n, I just want you to know that you made my night better. I really didn’t want to be at that party tonight, but I’m glad I came and I’m glad I got to know you better.” He says. “Me too Charlie, I only went to that party to get drunk, and high so I could forget about my idiot of an ex, but I didn’t expect to have such a good time talking to you. Also thanks for the ride” I reply facing towards him. “no problem” he says.

Silence falls on us once again. I keep my eyes on him, as he keeps his on the road. He really is a beautiful guy. His long hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and the veins that are showing on his arms and hands as he grips the steering wheel. GOOD GAWD. okay chill. “I can feel you staring y/n it’s creeping me out.” He says mocking my tone from earlier that night. “Fuck off.” I reply, blushing from being called out. I sit back in my seat and enjoy the rest of the ride.

We make it to my drive way he turns off the car, and looks over to me. I unbuckle my seatbelt and start to get out of the car. I look over to Charlie and he is still sitting there. “Aren’t you going to walk me to my door pretty boy, there could be someone waiting in the bushes to get me?” I ask with a fake pouty tone. Charlie just chuckles and gets out of the car to walk me to the door. I dig through my purse and grab my key. I look up at Charlie and he is staring at me already. “I had a great time tonight, thanks again for the ride.” I say. “Anytime.” He replies. Our faces are already close to one another, but he starts to move in making them closer. I wanted the kiss so bad, but I just got cheated on not even a week ago. I move back and open the door. “Bye Charlie.” I say closing the door behind me. As I am walking towards the living room I get this feeling in the pit of my stomach. Maybe I should’ve kissed him it’s not like I still have a boyfriend and plus that asshole cheated on me so why should I care.

I throw my keys and my purse down and run back out the door. Charlie is backing out of the drive way but sees me running towards the car. He stops the car and I run to the drivers side. I fling the door open and look into his eyes. “y/n what are you do-” he gets cut off by my lips being connected to his. We pull away after a few seconds, and he has a shocked look on his face. “What was that?” he asks confused about the whole situation. “That was a kiss Charlie.” I reply, being a smart ass. “ I know that , but why did you change your mind?” He asks “I don’t know, I guess I just realized that just because he did me wrong doesn’t mean that you will, Hopefully.” I reply. Charlie laughs and pecks my lips again. “Well thanks for giving me a chance.” He says with a huge smile.

“You wanna come in, my parents aren’t home, and I don’t want to be alone tonight?” I ask. “Hell yeah I do, I don’t want you to be alone either.”

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Saying Sorry (Steve X You)

A/N: My valentines gift to you. I've been thinking it's been awhile since I've created a series with just Steve and for some reason I'm crushing on season one King Steve so alas...I bare you this. I definitely have an idea of where I want this to go and I hope y'all like it so we can go through it together :)

The title and the idea came from a song I was listening to. Like I said I've been listening to my emo music more so lol

Warnings: Smut for sure. The reader does get assaulted but its very brief ( she is smacked) and Steve swoops in to save the day. These two are childhood friends who grow apart. The reader has rumors being spread about her (calling her a slut and cheap) .

Word Count: 4710

You and Steve had known each other since you were kids growing up in Hawkins. The first time you met him was in kindergarten on the playground. He was extremely shy, sitting by himself in a nook within the jungle gym.

“Why are you hiding?” He jumps at the sound of your voice.

“I’m not hiding! I just… I don’t know anyone yet.”

“Okaaaay. How are you going to meet anyone though if you don’t talk to people?”

“Well, I’m meeting you.”

When you smile at him, he returns it with a little one of his own as you sit down beside him.

“I’m Y/N.”

“Steve.”

He was incredibly sweet and kind. On valentine’s day he brought you a card that he had made with your favorite candy tapped inside. During nap time, he would lay beside you and the teacher would always end up separating you two because you couldn’t stop giggling. On your birthday, you invited him to your house for a sleep over. Your mom was surprised when he showed up alone without his parents.

“Steve, honey, where’s your mom or dad? I was hoping to meet them and introduce myself.”

“Um, my dad is at a meeting and…I don’t know where my mom is. She left before I did.”

Your mom looks at him with concern before she sighs.

That night you two created a little fort out of blankets in your room and curled up underneath it in sperate sleeping bags.

“Is it normal for you to be alone at home?”, you ask turning to lay on your side to face him.

“Yeah. Usually there’s a nanny or housekeeper that looks after me but after they leave sometimes my mom and dad leave to.”

“Is it lonely?” Steve doesn’t respond instead turning his eyes to the floor. “Well…you can come over here anytime you want!”

He grins at you and you can’t help but giggle.

“Kids, go to bed! It’s after midnight!” You both laugh as your dad shouts from down the hall.

As you two grew up, you started growing closer with him becoming your best friend and you his. In middle school, your bodies started changing and Steve seemed a bit more focused on his appearance.

“How’s my hair? Does it look good?”

“Steve! Calm down.”, you laugh at him. “Your hair looks perfect as always. Don’t be so nervous!”

“How can you be so relaxed? Aren’t you nervous?”

You and Steve were going on a double date with some of the other kids from school. He had a huge crush on a girl from his English class but was so scared of messing things up. You offered to go with him with one of the guys who had been flirting with you to ease his mind.

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I don’t really like Travis all that much. I mean I like him but not like…you know?”

He softly smiles as he continues to run his fingers through his hair. “Not one bit.”

You gently reach for his hand and smooth the mess he made on top of his head. “Steve, you have no reason to be nervous. You are a great guy and if Jennifer doesn’t realize that well then fuck her.”

He cackles at your curse as he pulls you into a hug. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

After the date that night, you noticed a change in him. It was very small but noticeable to you especially when he called you up after your mom dropped him off back at his house.

“See? I told you there was nothing to worry about!”

“Yeah, it was weird though. I’ve never actually kissed a girl before.”

“Did you like it?”

“I did.” You heard his smile through the phone. “She said something before that didn’t make sense. She said that you and I shouldn’t be friends.”

“What?! Why?”

“She said you’re a bit of a…a dork.” He panicked at your silence. “Which is stupid because, obviously, you aren’t and even if you were you know I don’t care about that kind of thing. I love you and you’re my best friend.”

“What did you say when she said that?”

“I didn’t get a chance to say anything because she kissed me.”

“I should kick her ass.”

He laughs, breathing a sigh of relief at your sarcastic tone. “No! No ass beating. Like you said…fuck her, right?”

As soon as you became freshman, that’s when the drastic changes happened. He stopped coming over to your house and hanging out with you at school. You used to sit together at lunch but you found yourself eating alone while he sat on the opposite end of the cafeteria with the popular kids.

You called his house and either no one picked up or his mom said he wasn’t home.

“I’m sorry, Leslie. He isn’t here.”, his dad’s gruff tone hits your ears.

“It’s Y/N and do you know where he is?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. No, I don’t. I think he went out with some girl from the cheerleading squad. Look, I really have to go. Can I take a message?”

You hung up the phone in frustration.

Your final straw was when he didn’t show up for your birthday. You and Steve had spent every year together on that day. Your parents would get a cake, order food, and you guys would stay up watching movies till you fell asleep. It had been weeks since you heard from him but you thought at least he would be here for this.

You pound on his door with your fist for what feels like forever until he finally answers. His hair is disheveled and his lips are stained with a nice shade of red lipstick.

“Y/N. Hey. I’m a bit preoccupied at the moment—”

“Where were you?!”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Steve, do you know what today is?”

He steps forward, quietly closing the front door behind him. “Y/N, I really can’t do this right now. Can we talk about this later—”

“WHEN?! When can we talk about it? You’re never home and you don’t answer my calls. I never see you at school and we don’t hang out anymore. When should we talk?!”

“I’m not going to apologize for being busy with school and living my life. I’m sorry we don’t spend as much time together but I made some new friends. It’s not just me and you anymore.”

“You’re such a fucking asshole. You really think these ‘friends’ give a damn about you? All they care about is your money and good looks!”

“You’re just jealous because I’m hanging out with the popular group and you’re not! You’re just a fucking poor, pathetic dork who has no friends other than me!”

Steve watched through your eyes as your heart broke. “Wow. Thank you for showing me who Steve Harrington really is. Happy Birthday to me, I guess.”

His eyes closed as he came to the realization of what today was. “Y/N, shit, I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t mean…I—”

“No. Don’t worry about it, Harrington. It’s all good.”

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It had been two years since then and you were both juniors now. Steve had steadily rose to the king of Hawkins high, becoming a jock and making all the ladies swoon. You flew under the radar as best you could with a 4.0 GPA and a style that everyone compared to Joan Jett. You both had basically become night and day.

He heard rumors about you but did nothing to dispel them.

“Does she think she’s cool wearing those ratty, torn up clothes and boots? Please. Probably hiding the fact that her family can barely afford to keep their house let alone some new clothes.”

“I heard she fucks boys under the bleachers if they give her $20 bucks. She’s cheap!”

“Oh my god. That’s most likely why she has all those As!”

The rumors you heard about him were a bit more factual and kept you up to date on what was going on in his life.

“Steve is taking out Tammie tonight. Five bucks he takes her to lover’s lake!”

“I heard he’s failing physics but the teacher passes him anyway so he can play basketball. Lucky bastard.”

“Steve Harrington is throwing a party at his house. His dad just made a killer deal so he’s flying his mom to Hawaii to celebrate. Empty house with a ton of booze!”

You did everything you could to avoid interactions with him and with your different social circles that wasn’t hard but some days you were thrown a curve ball. This morning happened to be one of those days. As you walked to your locker, you heard a loud crash next to you as Tommy leaned against them.

“Hey Y/N. How are you this beautiful morning?”

“I was having a great morning until you opened you mouth.”, you threw him a fake smile as you slammed your locker closed.

“Well, that’s not very nice.” His girlfriend Carol blocked your path to keep you from leaving. “Someone not have their morning coffee? Probably time to find some new clients to fuck so you can afford that.”

“Oh, they’ve escalated to clients now. The rumor mill continues to be amusing. Now, get out of my way.”

“Ah ah. We just wanted to talk to you and see how you were. This is no way to treat your friends.”

“You are not and will never be my friends.”, you glare at them.

“What’s going on?” Steve sauntered slowly up to his friends, his face contorting slightly when he sees you. “Tommy. Carol. Come on. We’re going to be late for class.”

“Better run along and do what your king says.”, you sneer at them.

He stops, slowly turning around as he snickers. “You know what? Maybe we should stay. I heard you guys when I came up. She definitely needs to be nice to you. It’s not like she has any other friends.”

“Kind of like a kid I used to know back in elementary school.” They all laugh, making faces like you said the stupidest thing they had ever heard…but not Steve. His breathing staggered at the memory of you befriending him when he had no one. “Leave me alone.”

He sighed, gripping Tommy’s arm and pushing him down the hallway.

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“Hey. You okay? I heard Steve Harrington tried to put you in your place today.”

You did actually have friends; they were just invisible to the popular kids. Carrie had become one of your closest but you could never bring yourself to tell her about your past with the boy in question. Honestly, it just hurt too much.

“I swear to God I hate this school.”, you mumble. “Yes, I’m okay and no he didn’t. Like he even could.”

She chuckles as she throws herself in the chair next to yours at your lunch table. “He’s having a party tonight. We should crash it.”

“That…is the worst idea you have ever had.”, you smile at her.

“Oh, come on! We’ve never gone to one and it’s not like we’ll see him. He’ll be too busy grinding on some cheerleader.”

“See, I don’t understand how that’s common knowledge but I’m the whore!”

She grins as she pulls you to her shoulder and rests her head on yours. “You are not a whore. You are beautiful, perfect, and one of my closest friends. Also, I heard that Andrew will be there.”

You both giggle, sitting like that together until you give in and finally agree.

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It had been so long since you had been in Steve’s house. Not a whole lot had changed except for a few more expensive items you didn’t remember being there before. The bass was beating through the entire home as everyone danced and drank.

“Carrie, I think we made a mistake!”

“It’s party, Y/N! Have a drink and dance! I’ll be right back!” With that, she was gone. A heavy exhale escaped your lips as you went outside to find some peace and quiet. You grinned when you noticed the pool in the backyard, remembering the summers you and Steve spent in there.

“Steve! I can’t swim. I’m scared.” Your little voice shook as you stood on the steps in the water.

He effortlessly glides towards you before standing up and taking both your hands in his. “You have no reason to be afraid, Y/N. I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you.” He chuckles as you wrap your arms around his waist.

“Hey! It’s ok. Do you trust me?”

You look up into his big brown eyes as his smile shines confidently down at you.

“Of course.”

“Hey, Y/N! Carrie said you were around here somewhere.” Andrew grins as he comes up beside you.

“Did she? Because I have completely lost her.”

He laughs at your sass. “She said you were funny.”

“Hey Andrew.” Steve’s voice comes up from behind you.

“Sup, Harrington. Pretty good party you got going on here.” The boy grins as he takes a sip from the cup in his hand.

“Thanks, hey, do you mind if I talk with Y/N really quick?”

You were startled by his question. Wasn’t he just an asshole to you this morning? Is he going to be snarky again because you showed up to his house unannounced? Andrew nodded and backed away so you two could talk.

“Look, I know you fucking hate me but—”

“I don’t hate you. I would have to care to do that.”

Steve rolls his eyes as he sighs. “Yeah, okay, whatever. You’re a badass. Good for you. Now, listen to me. You need to stay away from him.”

“From Andrew? Why?”

“He has a reputation for being…rough.”

“Oh, good. Well, I have a reputation for being a slut so we’ll get along nicely.”

His eyes narrow down at your snarky tone. “Whether you are or not, doesn’t fucking matter to me. I don’t know you anymore but I know him. Trust me.”

“You’re right. You don’t know me anymore and I definitely don’t fucking trust you. You have no right to pretend like you care about me or my well-being, your highness!”

“Fine! Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

You scoff at him as you turn and grab Andrew’s arm, leading him inside the house.

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You and Andrew found a corner in the living room that was quiet enough for you two to talk. Honestly, after a few minutes, you found yourself bored and zoning out. All he wanted to talk about was the baseball team and their stats.

“Wow, Andrew, as fascinating as this is, I have to go find Carrie now and head home.”

“What? No.”, he whines and you cringe at the sight.

“Yes, unfortunately, it is late so…”

Abruptly, his hand wraps around your bicep as you start to stand and he pulls you back down towards the sofa you had been sitting on.

“Come on, Y/N. Let’s not play games here. You don’t have to go home yet. I think you just don’t care about this kind of foreplay.”

“I’m sorry?”

“You know, the whole get to know you thing. I can respect that.” His body starts to press against you, leaning you back against the cushions.

“Andrew, no.” You try to push him with your palm but he swats it away.

“You don’t have to pretend with me. I know what you’re into. I can even pay you double whatever you normally charge.” Andrew’s lips find their way to your neck and with all the strength you can muster, you lift your leg and kick him in the groin.

He howls in pain as you push him off of you. “You’re disgusting!”

As you start to run away from him, he chases after you, grabbing your arm again to turn you around and slap you hard across the face.

Suddenly forceful hands are pulling his off of you and pushing Andrew backwards.

“Get out of my house.” Steve’s voice bellows well over the music causing some heads to turn towards him.

“That bitch started it!”

“And I’m finishing it. Now if I have to say it again it won’t be nicely. Get. Out.”

Andrew grumbles something under his breath as he stomps out the front door. Steve grabs your hand, pulling you up the stairs, and into his closed off bedroom. As soon as the door shuts, his hands cup your cheeks as he looks over your face.

“Are you okay?” You were still in a state of shock as your eyes scanned around his room. “Focus, Y/N! Look at me. Are you okay?”

You broke as your head fell into his chest and you cried. He stumbled back at first, completely thrown off guard before his arms slowly wrapped around you, holding you to him. Steve closed his eyes and sighed when he felt your hands shaking against his back.

“Everything’s okay. He’s gone. You’re safe here.”, he whispers.

“Am I?” Something ignites inside of you as you push him away from you. “You don’t give a damn about me, Harrington and don’t pretend like you do just because you played hero!”

“Hey, I warned you he was an asshole! But no, still as fucking stubborn as ever. You’re lucky I was in the house!”

“Fuck you! I could have handled it!”

“I can’t believe this. You’re actually upset with me right now for helping you!”

“No, I’m upset because I’m in this fucking house talking to you!”

As he prepares to fire back, your chin falls to your chest. Your shoulders shake as you cry again.

Steve hates seeing you like this and it makes him feel even more protective.

“Do you…do you want me to find your friend so she can take you home?”

You wipe your eyes before meeting his. “No, I’ll just, um, walk. It’s not a big deal.”

“Y/N, please, at least let me drive you.”

“No, it’s okay. I don’t want you to leave your guests.” You fly past him to open the door. “Thank you for what you did. I’m sorry I snapped at you.”

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“Steve! Oh my god!” Your mom excitedly wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug. “It’s been so long. How have you been?”

“I’ve been good. Thank you for asking.”, he grins. “Is Y/N here?”

“Yes, she is. Maybe you can help make her feel better. She been upstairs in her room all day. I’m about to go meet her dad at that little get together thing they are doing downtown. We invited her but”, she shrugs.

Steve holds the front door open for her as she leaves before heading up to your room. It’s only been two years but it still amazes him how your house looks the same. When he knocks on the door, your voice echoes through from the other side.

“Mom, I said I’m fine! Oh…” You pause when you see him in your doorway.

“Your mom let me in. I, um, came over to check on you after what happened.”

“Well, Harrington, thank you but like I said, I’m fine.”

“Please, Y/N. Don’t be so difficult. I’m trying here.”

You smile sarcastically as you turn towards him. “I’m sorry, sire. What’s difficult for you? The fact that you haven’t spoken to me in over two years or pretending like you care how I’m feeling?”

“First of all, YOU stopped speaking to ME.”

“Oh please! I lost you even before freshman year. Your only concern was that everyone liked you and thought you were cool!”

“Apparently so was yours! Don’t give me that look. I hear what people say. About how you open your legs for any man at the right price!”

“You’re still such a fucking asshole!”

“If I’m such an asshole than why did I pull Andrew off of you? Why did I follow you around that fucking party making sure you were okay because your stubborn ass didn’t want to heed my warning!? Why am I here right now?!”

“You followed me around?”

“Yes.”, he sighed as he placed his hands on his hips. “I know we don’t talk anymore but that doesn’t mean I want anything bad to happen to you.”

“Unless it’s your doing?” He looks at you completely confused. “Steve… you were the worst thing to ever happen to me. No one has ever hurt me the way you did. Even before that you were slowly slipping away and there was nothing I could do. I miss the kid I grew up with. I don’t know who the fuck you are now.”

“Y/N…I”, he pauses as he tries to gather his thoughts. “I’m not the same shy, weird kid you met in the jungle gym in kindergarten. I have a life and more friends, things like that. I changed. It happens.”

“Welp, thank you for that rousing speech.”

“I swear to fucking God!”, he growls as he walks over to you till his face is close to yours. “You’re so—”

“Fucking stubborn. I know! Now get out of my house and leave me alone!”

“Make me.” Steve’s tone was low, revibrating through his chest.

It had been so long since you had seen him especially this close to you. You took note of the light stubble that dusted along his jawline and above his lip. His lips themselves had plumped out a bit more since middle school and his eyes had aged in the way a mans would when they leave adolescence. Growing up, you two had been relatively the same height but right now he towered significantly above you. He was right; he definitely wasn’t the same kid you had met.

While you were studying him, he was also scanning over you. Your eyes were angry but he could still see the kindness within them that befriend him. You smelled like you had just recently took a shower as the strong floral scent filled his nostrils. Your lips were fuller even now as they pouted out. He would give anything to see you smile again.

Steve’s hand shot out, gripping the back of your neck to bring your mouth to his. It was light at first, both your lips just pressed together but as he started to pull away you quickly grabbed his face with your hands tugging him back to you.

Passion took over reason as he walked you towards your bed. As soon as the back of your knees hit the mattress, you pause to lift up his shirt before tugging away at your own. Steve’s lips trail down your cheek to your neck as he fumbles with his belt.

You rapidly remove your pants as his own fall to the floor with a loud clank. He picks you up, holding you by your thighs as he carefully places you down on the mattress.

After removing his boxers, he reaches for your panties, violently pulling them down your legs and tossing them to the floor.

“Steve, Steve. Hang on.”, you pant. He doesn’t acknowledge you, grinding his hips with yours. You moan when you feel his cock rub against your pussy lips.

“Steve. I just want…need you to know. Those rumors aren’t true. I’ve only been with one other person.”

His eyes lock with yours as he spits in his hand and rubs it into your cunt making you moan. He grips his length and watches your face as he guides it into your entrance. Steve doesn’t give you much time to adjust to him as he pushes deeper into you before pulling out and pressing into you again.

“Fuck. Oh my god.”, you whimpered at the feeling.

“Jesus fucking Christ”, he whispers as his head falls back into the nook of your neck. “You’re so fucking tight.”

He thrusts into you at a steady pace as you pressed him closer to you. You knew you missed him but feeling him against you like this fully reminded you how much. All the memories you two had shared came flooding back and it broke your heart all over again. You needed to push those memories as far away as you could. They hurt too much.

“Harder, Steve. Please.”

Again, there was no acknowledgement from him besides him doing as you asked. You fingers clung to his hair as he sucked on your neck. The sound of skin slapping together filled the room and you craned your neck to the side to find his lips.

Steve obliged and you mewled at the taste of him. When your hands reached up to hold his shoulders, he pulled away, staring down at you as he felt your pussy tighten around him. He thought to himself how beautiful you were underneath him like this. He really did miss you but… what would the other kids say? When his dad was being a dick he used to run to you but now with his status he had more friends and vices he can utilize to numb that pain.

In his house he was nothing but in school he was a king. People practically worshipped him. So what, he had to pretend to like things he didn’t or act like an asshole at times to get what he needed. They were his family now.

“Why are you hiding?”

“I’m not hiding!”

“I don’t know what I would do without you.”

Steve pushed back memories of his own as his rhythm picked up, thrusting into you till you came moaning his name repeatedly. His cheek pressed against yours as he chased his own release. The sound of him grunting filled your ears until he hastily pulled out, pumping his cock over your stomach until ropes of his seed landed on your skin.

His forehead fell on yours as his arm came back up on his side to steady himself. You both panted into each other’s face, trying to catch your breath.

“Steve. Look at me.”, you whispered. His brown eyes found your own and he let out a pleasurable sigh when your hand caressed his cheek. “Don’t go. Not yet.”

He silently nodded, reaching towards your bedside table to grab a tissue before cleaning your tummy and tossing it into the wastebin. Steve rolled onto his back, staring up at your ceiling.

“Y/N?”, his small hands knock on your door as he pushes it open. “You weren’t in class today and Mrs. Link said you were sick. I wanted to make sure you were ok.”

Your back was to him as you lay quietly in your bed. He shuffles around to the opposite side as you bury your face in your pillow.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Steve kicks off his sneakers and lays down beside you. As he pushes your shoulder back, he notices the tears that were streaming down your face.

“Tommy told all the sixth graders that I’m ugly trash.”

His nostrils flared in anger. “I’m going to kick his ass next time I see him!” He suddenly panics as you start to cry again. “Y/N, you aren’t trash and you’re not ugly. I think you’re…you’re one of the prettiest girls I have ever met.”

Steve breathes a sigh of relief when he sees you laugh. “Thank you. I appreciate you saying that.”

“I mean it! You’re pretty like the girl in that space movie we saw at the theater. With the…” He makes twisting motions on the side of his head near his hair.”

“Leia?”, you giggle.

“Yeah! Princess Leia.” He smiles as you start to brighten up.

“Thank you for coming over to check on me.”

“Of course. You’re my best friend.”

Steve turned his head to look at you and noticed your back was facing him. Your breathing was steady so he figured you had fallen asleep. As he picked up the covers to get out of bed and grab his clothes, something possessed him to change his mind. Instead of pulling them off, he tugged the sheets further over his waist as he slid his body closer to you. His arm wrapped around yours as he tenderly kissed your shoulder, falling asleep beside you.

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fxshigurosbae · 2 years

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ılı.lıllılı.ıllı.

now playing ► KINKTOBER 22, first week.

OVERVIEW. he just wants to make sure you know you are only his.

♫ SONG DURATION.

0:00 ——◦———— -2kwords

parental advisory ! explicit content

LYRICS. a!u, possessiveness, deep throat, oral sex, gagging, dacryphilia, jealous and rough sex, discipline, creampie, degradation, choking, pet names, age gap, begging, ownership, cum play, scent kink, marking, exhibitionism, manhandling, punishment, restraint, impact play, unprotected sex, strong language // gojo [30] user [21]

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— the playlist

your pretty rich boyfriend, gojo satoru, almost a decade older, surely did enjoy taking you out anywhere that’d make you happy. however, that did not include work-related events, specifically for the fact that it meant that not only you’d be wearing the finest of clothing — ones he had chosen, since he gifts you anything and everything — but also that you would be out there for all of his (male) co-workers to see, he hated that. gojo was the ceo, an influential man, yes, but so was getou suguru — his closest friend, but still… you, his beautiful, desired and perfect girlfriend, both made a great pair and, even if you did not work there, you’d met some of his acquaintances, except for him — the dark long-haired man, whose name was all you’ve ever heard of, never seen the face, never knew anything else other than those two words, and for a good reason. your sugar daddy, the blue-eyed tall man, knew that the instant you were caught on suguru’s sight, he’d devour you with his eyes, bingo. unaware of him, but very much knowledgeable of your appearance, hypnotizing, delicate, innocent — at first glance — a very soothing presence, only twenty-two, a muse, who wouldn’t want you? exactly, no one. gojo cursed under his breath, noticing who he feared the most had been stepping closer, gracefully and pompously with a grin on his lips.

“satoru,” almost as if ignoring you there, shaking your boyfriend’s hand. “glad you came, seems like you brought someone with you.” suddenly, latched his gaze onto your figure, as if there was just a quick glance from him, that scanned you from head to toe — you imagined, maybe not — accompanying a smile that made his eyes narrow.

“suguru,” gojo affectionately yet annoyedly replied as he spoke, getou greeted you with an unexpected kiss on the cheek — did his hand hold onto my waist? of course, it did — the white-haired paid no mind to that, not yet. “yes, you know this is y/n, my girlfriend.” that smug smirk, disguised with a jealous protectiveness, pulling your body against his own bigger, safer.

“nice to meet you, y/n, i’ve heard a lot about you.” suguru had an apparently warm, calm expression, being a little closer than normal to you.

“the same goes to you, mr. getou.” what a sweet smile you had there, way too sweet. installing a brief silence, tense atmosphere.

“you can call me, suguru. and, i’m glad to hear that,” again, a pause on the conversation, what a pressure. “well, i’ll excuse myself now,” his words feeling as if directed to you. “hope you enjoy the night, maybe we will meet again, right, satoru?” a humming chuckle as a response, while he then left with slow steps, leaving your sight almost as if hesitantly, as if he wouldn’t be staring at you from the corner of his eyes all night long, not even hiding sometimes…

…and so, that “genuinely friendly” interaction was enough to lead into a situation where you’re being pushed in bed, with elbows as support, and, in between your legs, stood him. knee placed in the cushion, so close to your crotch, undoing his tie with a hooked finger, shivers running down your spine, the air had shifted. gojo seemed way too composed earlier that night, something must have happened, you knew he wasn’t like that but maybe, you thought that was just a side of him you did not know about — wrongly trying to trick your kind, you knew him very, very well — heart rate began increasing, breath hitching from anxiety, unconscious of what had led him to act like that, he definitely was horny all of the time, but this was simply unusual, the approach was unpredictable.

“what happened, ‘toru?” asking soothingly, slightly scared. watching him undo the first three buttons of his white collared shirt, curving lips at your question.

“don’t act all dumb now, Y/N.” i fucked up, you thought.

“don’t get what you mean.”

“quit it, know you were enjoying that ridiculous flirting,” his hand traveled to your dress, pulling up the long skirt of it, from your heels to thighs, examining every inch from a bottom angle, him almost kneeling on the ground. “i don’care if some asshole tries to check you out, i know you’ll act stupid and all, but him? in front of me even,” unable to speak, his soft digits pressing against your uncovering skin, the tight fabric easily slipping, him, now, standing straight up, again. “so disappointed in ya, sweetheart.” slapping your face casually, which fell to the side, gasping somewhat late. grabbing your chin carefully with his thumb and index finger — as if nothing had happened — careful not to be mislead by your doe, starry eyes.

“what?” you nervously, lowly questioned. “what are you talking about?” repeating the same things, he didn’t answer. “toru.” calling, his eyes intimidating, a huge pressure devouring, towering over your defenseless self.

“say my name again.” he demanded, out of the blue.

“toru? wh—

“i’ll make you say it all night long, needa remind you who’s the one that spoils you rotten,” leisurely feeling his thumb press against your glossy lips, parting them slightly. “to who you fucking belong to.” sliding it inside your mouth, pressing against your tongue, a burning ache in between your legs, squeezing them together. clicking his tongue, noticing your act. “you horny already? fucking slut, aren’t ya? come on now, princess, on your knees.” he let you fall onto the floor, staring at him from an even lower angle, noticing the growing bulge on his dark navy blue trousers — that matched the color of your very own long-length dress �� waiting for him to unzip, watching his hand sneak inside his black boxers, pulling out his pretty cock, with some pre-cum. “suck it.” you gulped down hard, salivating, pressing hands against his upper thigh, spaghetti strap falling onto the side of your shoulder. while he held onto the base of his dick, with middle and index finger so easily around, as you took in both hands, pumping once loosely, pressing a kiss on the pinkish tip, leading into putting it in your mouth ever so gently.

as soon as you knew, your head had been pushed into the mattress behind you, cock deep down your throat, hands gripping onto the fabric of his pants and, one of his hands grabbed the hair on the crown of your skull, sitting your ass on the ground. “gonna fuck your pretty little mouth, yeah? ya can only suck my cock, get that?” thrusting once, back and forth, tears already forming on your waterline, you hummed obliged, sending vibrations that made him groan. “good girl.” putting your tongue where it could wrap around him, sucking, hollowing slightly your cheeks whenever fastening the pace, restraining your neck completely so you could not move, you would not move, even if you wanted to. “ff-fuck.” he coos, moaning, pulling that useless head of yours further back, no doubt that there was a pond under you already. had you choking at that one specific thrust, gagging right after it, then crying, tears streaming down your face. his cock hit the back of your upcoming sore throat, chest rising up and down, searching for air, nose digging against his crotch once he thrusted, you saw his legs shaking and squirming just a little, but he definitely did twitch inside your mouth. jaw hurting from opening so much and, for the first time, you looked above to find him panting; throwing his head back every once in a while, those white eyebrows furrowed together, staring back down at you with a haughty curve on his lips.

“don’t, don’t think I’m gonna let you have it in your mouth.” raspy voice, struggling to keep composure, suddenly he pulled out. you had left a loud gasp, choking on air, coughing and breathing heavily, your figure being handled easily, thrown in bed, dress finally taken off, wearing nothing else but a thong — which was also quickly removed afterwards — all while laid sideways on your belly, recovering, sweating a little too. gojo took off the rest of his clothing, as well, tempted to stare but you were too breathless to move a single muscle. feeling strong hands laying you flat on the surface, pulling then both of your legs up, in doggy position — fuck, you were in big trouble — “for acting like a whore,” a harsh slap on your right ass cheek made you jolt, whimper. “bring that fucking ass up.” and so you did, trembling in both fear and arousal. his tip brushing against your wet folds, playing a little, the man chuckled at your desperation, watching how those hips tried moving backwards, looking for more friction. unexpectedly, your lower back had been buried down deeper into the bed by those same wide hands, arching it fully as he thrusted inside that cunt forcefully and, oh how you moaned shamelessly at that.

immediately, head falling onto the sheets, arms unable to keep up, gripping onto the silky fabric. gojo bent over you, burying his cock in more, and pressing a kiss on your neck, sucking, while as well, leaving a hickey behind, possessively sniffing your scent. “your smell’s so nice, baby, fuck, how i love it.” whispering, sucking against that smooth spot you loved so much. pussy clenched, twitched, beating so fast he even could feel it palpitating. “so wet, yet so tight, gonna stretch it up, make it the right size f’my cock.” a pound, made you whimper, sank your head into the pillow, but he had lifted your chin, obviously. “nuh-uh, wanna hear ya screaming.” straightening his back, gojo caught both your wrists — one hand holding them — then, nicely wrapping around your pretty purple-marked neck, with the other unoccupied palm, as he thrusted once more, even rougher than before. his grip tightening, blood flow obstructing by the pad of his digits, letting you breath but still, your face warmed up. attempting to let out uncontrollable sounds that had been cut off in the middle, all due to that incoming dizziness, almost about to faint already, in such a short amount of time, you were controlled by him, always was.

“you’re fucking mine, got it?” gojo hoarsely stated, closer to the conch of your ear, pulling both your wrists and throat further and, further back, humming in agreement. spine curving like a cat in heat, lips parted, only able to mumble out all sorts of dumb things. like you two were the only people on the universe. “not gonna hand ya to anyone else, gonna be st-tuck with me, forever.” that harsh, brute, rough pace, imprinting reddish marks on your ass from the way his crotch hit the skin. beginning to speed up the pace, receiving another restrained whine from you. and, another one, a louder, needier one, after hitting that special spot ever so easily, how he knew you so, so well.

“toru! f-fuck, there, right t-there.” you finally could moan out, even if effortfully, whole body heating up too, walls clamping around him, gojo stopped, frustratingly, letting go of the grip on your neck, and only resumed toughly after what felt like never-ending few seconds, that even led your knuckles to whiten, from waiting, from holding onto the fabric, with eyes painfully closed, having some time to breathe, at least, as if lungs were about to collapse. entire body jolting at each pound, one followed by another, and again, and again. you heard his low whimpering, those which you adored but had been too hard to hear because of your own echoing in a louder volume, being aware of skin clapping together and, the crack of the headboard hitting the wall, creakingly. his perfect cock going in further and further inside each time, so much that it abruptly made it’s way to reach your cervix.

“come on, sweetie, tell me how much you fucking, like this.” choking on your own whining, he pulled your wrists back, and groaned in pain.

“i love it! love it s’much, love it, love it!” how lewd, how loud, so dumb-fucked. legs spreading open, clenching around nothing and everything, aching everywhere, pleasure everywhere.

“who you belong to?”

“you, ‘toru, only y-you!” like a puppy, as he pounded, pounded, smashing you in pieces.

“want me to cum in ya?—

“yes!yes!yes!please!p-please!” pleas over and over again.

“say sorry, b-beg for it.” he was so close to losing it too.

“sorry, ‘toru! sorry, s-sososorry!” not even knowing why and to what the apologies, then…

“tell suguru, s-say it again, princess.” only by opening your eyes a tiny bit was enough to find his phone lit up, on the corner of the bed, laying flat there. how much you loved this stupidity.

“fuck, ‘toru! ‘toru, cum in me, please, please…” that familiar ache, in an instant you felt it wash all over you as your toes curled, moaning into the cushion, trembling legs, your cunt embracing him so tightly that made it a thousand times harder for him to move. squirting, dripping down your legs, harder squelching noises, might also have soaked the bed. that was enough to be able to hear a groan, the moan you knew well, the one that was quickly followed by that warm, fulfilling wet liquid, you also knew very well. it filled you up, really good, so good, forming that white ring on the base of his cock, thrusting sloppily for the last few times before stopping as he twitched and, while you came down your high, alongside him. his cum seemed as if it’d never end, sliding down, dirtying the sheets, your walls sucking it, milking it dry. the moment gojo pulled out, he had immediately inserted two of his fingers on your sore cunny, making sure to keep his seed in, as your throat gave up on reacting to that, so, you only breathed heavily, very incapable.

“heard that, suguru? keep your fucking eyes off her, bye bye.” pling. damn bastard sent him an audio, what a greedy man.

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I don't smoke

SYNOPSIS ; You think you're inlove with a man that's inlove with another, until you meet him.

CONTENT WARNING — Angst, symbiotic relationship (not being inlove, depending on eachother for emotional stability), major character death.

GENRE — Angst

“If you need to be mean”

I smiled painfully as I watched my boyfriend with his best friend, Gojo Satoru. I knew they were in love, it was so unbelievably obvious by the way they looked at each other. I knew it’d never be the one that own his heart but I was okay with being his second place. There’s a lot of things about Gojo Satoru that I could never compare with, he’s strong and smart but also has playful aspects and his personality is one of a kind. I’ll never be Gojo so I’ll be the next best thing, or at least I’ll try to be.

I sat at the bar while Shoko flirted with the bar tender while Gojo and Suguru danced together with drinks in their hands, Suguru was smiling bright than he ever did with me, when he looked at Satoru, his Satoru I could see the overwhelming look of love in his eyes. I wish he looked at me that way, yeah he loved me but never like how he loved his soulmate, his other half. The one person he wanted the most, he couldn't have so I was what he settled for.

“Be mean to me.”

I comforted Suguru in his depressive state, when he was at his weakest I was always there for him. I promised Gojo and Shoko that I’d always be there for him, no matter what type of mental state I’m in he will always come first. I didn’t mind because I loved him, Suguru was my soulmate but I was not his, and I was okay with that. At least I think I am.

I wish I could have Suguru all to myself, but he brought home two sweet girls named Nanako and Mimiko. I loved them dearly and I thought of them as my own daughters and it was obvious that Suguru felt the same way but never actually showed it. The girls worshiped him and it was sweet of how they looked up to him.

“I can take it and put it inside of me”

I stood by my fiancee’s side, I didn't agree with his beliefs but I stood by him anyways because that’s my job as his spouse. I stood by him as he wanted to get rid of all non-sorcerers, I stood by him during that entire time because I told him no matter how evil he became I’d always be on his side. I promised the girls that no matter what their father did he was a good man and he loved them more than life itself even if he never told him that because I knew he felt that way.

I was a sorcerer so Suguru kept me alive, but I missed the man I met before we got married. I missed how happy he was even if it wasn’t because of me. I missed when he cuddled me and kissed me, even if he belonged with another he still loved me and I missed when he showed me that. He now barely even touched me, kisses were more rare than seeing him because he was always saving non-sorcerers from curses then speaking horribly about them to Nanako and Mimiko.

“If your hands need to break”

I felt my heart shatter when I heard my husband had died. I couldn’t believe what I was being told by the man my husband loved, the man my husband loved more than me telling me that my husband, my lover is dead. The man my husband would always choose over me had killed my husband for ‘the greater good’ and now here I was holding him in my arms as we cried together over the man we had an shared love for, a man we both wanted but was fated to never belong to us.

I never expected that Satoru and I would bond over the man we loved, that we’d bond over the shared pain we had after loosing him. I never expected that I’d be continuing becoming a sorcerer just because Satoru had convinced me it’d be fun and I could teach the students with him.

“More than trinkets in your room”

I never thought that I’d be okay after Suguru died, I never thought I’d be happy without him but I feel horrible to say that I’m glad I’m away from him because I’ve never felt happier. I don’t have to deal with the pressure of walking on eggshells around him because I don’t know which version of my husband I’d get, I love Suguru and he’d never hurt me but he’d yell so much and I finally feel free.

I loved my husband but I’ve never felt happier without him and that makes me hate myself, but I shouldn’t. Satoru helped me accept myself, he helped me learn how to accept Suguru’s death and not let that make me end up like him. I never thought I’d fall in love with anyone that wasn’t Suguru, but here I was catching feelings for Nanami, I went to school with him at Jujutsu high but I never spoke with him much and now here I was, giggling and laughing while Nanami and I did cleaned the messy classroom after the 1st years chaos.

“You can lean on my arm”

I leaned on Nanami’s arm after a long day of teaching. I never felt happier than I did with Nanami, I thought I was in love with Suguru but I don’t think I ever was. I think it was just a Symbiotic relationship because we may have kissed, touched each other but that was only when we were in a bad state of mind or needed emotional support.

All the times we exchanged I love yous were simply a lie because I never loved Suguru and he never loved me, but I’m happy that I got time with him. I’m happy I was in his life an he was in mine. But I’m happy I lost him because now I know what it means to be in love and be happy, I’m finally happy.

“As you break my heart”

Everything went so fast. I was on a mission with Yuuji and Nobara and now I��m laying in my sweet student’s arms while they cried for me to keep fighting, for just a little bit longer. Yuuji said he’d get help and I’d be okay, Nobara repeated that Nanami will be happy to see me again. I could tell Nobara was trying her very best to get Yuuji to accept the fact that I was dying.

“I’m so proud of you two.. You both are so strong.” I said softly as I felt my vision slowly getting blurry and fading to black.

I never would’ve thought this would be how my life turned out, but I’m glad it did. I’m glad I was the way I am and I have no regrets in my life, I just wish I could’ve seen my sweet girls one more time. I haven't seen them since Suguru’s death and I wish I could see my girls one last time.

“Mommy?..” “Mama!..”

“Nanako?.. Mimiko.. You two shouldn’t be here."

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Five With an S/O Scared of Fireworks

five hargreeves x male!reader

decided to write this because i hate fireworks and couldn’t find any comfort fics, thus i wrote this little thing myself. so this is kind of a self insert. my bad-

this is set in a nice little AU where they stopped the apocalypse the first time with no problems

warnings - cursing

No one in the Umbrella Academy celebrated 4th of July much, but many people around did. Especially in a large city.

There were MANY fireworks.

Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus, Five, and Viktor sat outside just watching calmly until Klaus spoke up.

“Has anyone seen dear (Y/n) anywhere?” He hummed out, leaning forward in his chair and glancing around.

“Haven’t seen him.” Luther shrugged.

“I saw him in the kitchen, but didn’t see him come outside.” Allison spoke, rubbing her thighs a bit.

“Should we check on him..?” Viktor spoke softly, glancing to the rest of his family.

“Someone should, duh.” Diego flipped a knife up in the air and caught it. “He’s family and shit. Shouldn’t you know where he is, Five?”

The group looked around and Five stood up. “I’ll look for him. I don’t think he’s a fan of fireworks.” He went inside without another word. Five didn’t know the extent of your fear, or else he would have already been at your side.

Upon realizing you weren’t in your room, he went to his own instead. That’s really the only other place you’d be. He knocked softly on the door.

“(Y/n)? You in there? Everyone’s asking about you.” He waited a couple seconds for some kind of response, frowning when he didn’t get one. He almost knocked again, but stopped when a loud whimper came from the room after a rather loud firework went off somewhere outside. “Hey, I’m coming in.” He said, determination now in his tone. He opened the door quickly and his heart dropped at what he saw.

There, curled up in his bed, lay you. Your face peered out from a large pile of blankets, and you held two pillows against either sides of your head. You were shaking so bad the mountain of blankets were quivering as well. Another firework boomed and you flinched with another soft cry.

“Oh shit.” Five whispered, swiftly going over to where you were curled. Your knuckles were white as you gripped the pillows against your ears, trying to block out the sound as best you could. Your breath was fast, bursting in and out quickly. Your lip quivered like a baby about to start bawling.

“Come here, I’ve got you.” He got onto the bed next to you and instantly pulled you into his arms. You dropped the pillows and clung to Five like a baby clinging to its mother. Your body jerked as another firework boomed, sobs wracking your body as multiple went off at once. He held you tightly against him in an attempt to ground you, pressing kisses to the top of your head.

“Hey hey hey, look at me.” He whispered, taking your face in one of his hands and looking into your teary eyes. Your eyes shut tightly at the sound of more fireworks. “Just look at me, sweetheart. Breathe.” He kept his voice low, not wanting to scare you anymore. You opened your eyes and looked at him, and he could tell you were trying hard to stop crying. “I know you’re scared, I know it’s loud. Just focus on me.” He kept his voice tender and gentle.

“I-I-I ca-can’t-”

“Shhhh…yes you can. You’ve faced much worse than fireworks. I’m right here. I’m here to take care of you.” His voice was soft yet firm. You began to attempt to talk to him, trying to convey what you wanted from him. His eyes never left yours, being patient while you tried to get your words out.

“C-C-Can we-” you paused to let out another sob. “Sn-Snuggle?”

Five offered a small smile. “Of course we can snuggle if it makes you feel better.” He held you close with one arm and used his free hand to adjust the pillows back on the bed. Stopping to comfort you every time a firework went off, he laid down with you in his arms and pulled the blankets over the best he could. He brought your face into his neck, trying to cover your ears the best he could.

He whispered sweet nothings into your ears, kissing your forehead and temples whenever you flinched due to the loud booming of the fireworks. Overtime, he felt you gradually relax into his body.

“That’s it. Just relax, darling. I’m right here. Not going anywhere, understand? I love you so so much.” Five cooed, playing with your hair and then going to rub your back.

Once you stopped responding to him and the fireworks, he carefully adjusted so he could see your face. He smiled once he saw your eyes closed, lip no longer quivering. You were sleeping like a baby.

“There we go…” Five kept his voice quiet, not daring risking waking you. He allowed himself to relax as well, holding you protectively and falling asleep to the sound of your soft breathing and the fireworks going off outside.

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note - hey so, i sort of need to make an official tag list? i know some of you want to be tagged for the ‘let go’ series, but im not certain if the same people want to be tagged for other works. thus! if you would like to be on my tag list, please just send me a message or an ask, it would be much appreciated !

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analogwriting · 4 months

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It Comes in Waves

Chapter 13: Kelvin Waves

Trafalgar Law x gn!reader word count: 3k a/n: also it's been a while since I've seen Dressrosa so pls don't hate too hard lmfao first|next

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You were led into a room with a few injured people. “This is just the first wave of people. You are to heal them so that they can go back into battle,” your escort said. You sighed, nodding. “No shit.” You felt a smack at the back of your head and you cried out. “Watch your tone.” You glared at the person next to you, grumbling more insults, getting you another whack to the head.

That’s when you noticed a very tiny person standing next to a row of people that were currently out of commission. She seemed to be arguing with an old lady. They looked up as you were brought over.

“And who is this?” the old woman demanded. You were pushed forward and you grumbled, glaring at the man who had escorted you here. Once you got out of here, it was game over for the bastard.

“Y/n. They have the same kind of power as the princess.” The old womans’ eyes lit up. “You mean the one from the island?” She looked at you with a wide smile. “Oh, well isn’t this just wonderful! This will speed everything up.”

The grunt shoved you again, falling to your knees this time. You noticed the tiny person crying. “I don’t want to heal bad people anymore,” she cried. You looked at her before looking at the woman before you. Seems like she was prisoner too. “Don’t worry,” you said with a small smile. “We’ll get out of here before you know it.” She looked at you with wide, teary eyes.

“Do you really mean it?” You nodded, patting her on the head.

“Well, how touching. Lying to comfort her, are you?” the old hag taunted. You glared at the woman, standing up. “Who said I was lying?” Honestly, you were bluffing a little. You weren’t sure how you were going to get out of this, but you knew that you were. You were going to get out of here or die trying. You weren’t going to be a slave to these people.

You removed the cuffs on your hands, causing your escort to blanch. “H-How did you do that?” You looked at him, shrugging. “Oh, they’ve been undone. I’ve just been waiting for the right moment. I wasn’t going to try to take on Doflamingo and his lackeys on all by myself, that would be suicide.” You snorted, rubbing your wrists. You hated cuffs. They also would irritate the scars put there by previous pairs. All around annoying.

You pressed your hands to your necklace, your next movements as quick as light. You pulled out two daggers and sent them off in different directions. One hit the old hag in the shoulder and she cursed. The other hit the grunt in the leg, causing him to cry out and fall to the ground. You knelt down, putting your hand out for the little princess. She climbed into your hand and you set her on your shoulder. “I told you we’d get out of here.”

“Oh, golly. You’re amazing!”

“Not so fast!” Damn, you should’ve known that it wouldn’t be enough to take down the old hag. Suddenly, the door flew open and next thing you knew, all the officers were connected and sewn to the old lady. You blinked.

“Leo!” the princess shouted. You followed her gaze to another tiny person. Just how many of them were there? You saw a few more of them, your head reeling. Leo took one look at you and then readied himself. “Unhand our princess!” You blinked, stepping back.

“Uh, I think you’re mistaken…” You held your hands up.

“No, Leo! They are here to help!” Leo seemed to relax at this and you put the princess down. You watched as the two bickered for a moment. “We don’t have time for this. Leo, take the princess. We need to head out of here. I’ll take care of anyone who stands in our way, so you focus on running okay?” You hated to interrupt…whatever that was, actually, no you didn’t. You had shit to do.

Now that most of the officers were down, everything was in disarray and it was much easier to get around. Chaos was fully ensued. No one really stopped you and those that tried, you took down with ease. They were just grunts, after all. Not really meant for intense combat. A quick dagger to the leg or shoulder easily took them out of commission.

You ended up at the flower field. “Lady Rebecca! Robiland!” You reached a clearing with a group of people and you noticed Robin. “Robin!” She looked at you, smiling. “Y/n! You’re okay!” You nodded, sighing in relief. It was nice to see a familiar face after all the craziness.

The both of you caught each other up on what has been going on. You looked up to the very top plateau where Luffy was apparently fighting Doflamingo with Law. You believed in Luffy. You knew he would win. No matter what. You had to believe that.

“Luffy!” You heard Robin call out his name and looked up. You saw him and felt a rush of relief but…your heart sank. Was that…Law? Was he…? You felt your whole world stop once more and you immediately began to blame yourself. Maybe you should’ve stayed with him. Maybe deciding that splitting up was a terrible idea. You swallowed hard, holding back tears.

“Robin! Y/n! Take care of Traffy! He’s hurt!” So, he wasn’t dead? Relief washed through you and you let out a breath you hadn’t exactly realized that you were holding. Luffy dropped Law down to the two of you, Robin catching him with a net of her arms and you ran over to him. You carefully set him on the ground, looking him over. You noticed his arm being detached. “What the hell happened up there?” you muttered softly.

Then you had a plan. “L-Leo! We need your help!” You had seen his power for yourself, after all. “And Mansherry, if you could also help…” You felt your voice betray you, beginning to crack. You cleared your throat. The two tontottas ran over to you, looking at Law. “Leo, if you could sew him up and Mansherry, if you could heal him, even if just a little, I would be forever in your debt,” you said.

The two looked at you and smiled. “You protected us, remember! We’ll gladly help!” You felt like crying, but you knew it wasn’t the time nor place. You settled for a nod while thanking them. You watched as the two of them worked quickly. You looked up towards the top of the plateau, worry filling your heart, but you pushed it down. He will win - he had to.

You heard a giant crash and the castle began to crumble. “Follow me!” You looked up as the dust settled, noticing a young man dressed like a musketeer. “Who?” You blinked then noticed Law was in his arms. You pulled out a knife. “What do you think-”

“Y/n, he’s not an enemy.” You looked towards Robin, nodding as you sheathed your knife.

“Put me down…” Your eyes snapped to Law’s limp form. “I need to watch this fight.” You watched as the man put down Law. “I’ve waited thirteen years for this, I’m going to watch Luffy take down Doflamingo.” You moved next to him. “I’ll stay here with him,” you said, looking at the other two. “You go.”

Law looked over at you, shocked to see you there. You could see the relief in his eyes as they laid upon your face. “You’re okay,” he said. You nodded, feeling your chest tighten. “I am. And it seems you are too. Well, as okay as you can be after being shot and having your arm cut off.”

Robin looked at the both of you. “I trust you will be okay, then?” You looked at her, nodding. The other man shook his head. “I shall stay, too. I owe it to Luffy.” You looked at him, not even bothering to argue. “Sounds good,” you said.

Then Robin headed off with the others and you settled down with Law, his head resting in your lap. “Oh, by the way,” you said, pulling something out of your necklace. “I came across this on my way out here.” You pulled out his hat, placing it on his head. “Can’t forget your signature look.”

Law looked up at him, scoffing slightly. “In the midst of battle, you saved my hat?”

“Who said it was a battle? It was just chilling there on the ground and I picked it up.” You rolled your eyes. “Well, seems like you’re just fine with your attitude,” you said. He just smirked.

You moved to pull a flask from your necklace.

“Drinking at a time like this, y/n?” You rolled your eyes, ignoring him. “I need you to drink some of this so that I can heal you up a bit more,” you said softly. He stared at you.

“So…he was right?” You nodded, not really knowing what to say at this moment. He let you help him drink some of the water. You placed a hand to his chest, closing your eyes and concentrating. You began to reset a few bones, holding back your own winces. Healing came at a price for you. You took some damage when it came to healing others. Not the same amount that was dealt, but some. It led to healing too much being deadly.

You healed most of his cuts and bruises, him being able to sit up after a bit. It took a lot out of you and your body ached all over, but you hid that part. You didn’t want him to know.

You both watched the battle above for a moment before you spoke - ripping off the bandaid.

“I do remember, you know,” you said. Law looked at you, blinking. Time seemed to stand still - for just a moment. “I remember you and Corazon visiting my island.”

Law let out a soft chuckle. “You do? About time.” You rolled your eyes. “I’ve known since Punk Hazard, dumbass. I just didn’t know if you did and when I realized that Corazon wasn’t with you…I didn’t want to open up a wound…” You frowned slightly. You recalled him scolding you for risking your life to save him. He had mentioned he didn’t want to lose someone else by them protecting him.

“I’ve remembered. For a while now.” His voice dropped. “I…didn’t know you had lost your people because of Doflamingo.”

You shook your head. “I didn’t know either. Until recently. Just like you saw.” You swallowed hard, looking down at your necklace. “But, I know that Luffy will beat him. He will avenge both of us.” You looked towards the plateau with a fond smile.

Law looked at you for a long moment and you finally spoke again. Your tone was somber. “It happened a week after you both left. Doflamingo visited a week before the two of you arrived, then my island was destroyed a week after you left.” He stared at you with wide eyes. “A week?” You nodded.

“Fate has a cruel way of lining up our lives.”

“What do you mean?”

“Corazon died a week after we left your island.” You stared at him with wide eyes this time. It all…happened at the same time? What was the reasoning in that? Was fate really that cruel? Not only were your loved ones pretty much killed by or because of the same person, but the same time too?

“Is that what you meant? In Punk Hazard, you told me you didn’t want to lose someone like that again. Referring to me sacrificing myself to save you…” You looked at the ground. “Is that what Corazon did?”

Law nodded. “He sacrificed himself so that I could keep on living.” His voice was soft and you could hear the pain. Before he could say more, you both heard a crash followed by Luffy’s voice ringing through the air.

“GEAR FOUR!” You stared, mouth opening. Another gear? Just how many did he have up his sleeve? He really did become stronger during the two year gap. This was your first time seeing him fight since you ran into him again.

You both watched as he sent Doflamingo flying into the town. You noticed Luffy was now a…giant rubber ball? You blinked, narrowing your eyes to try and see him better. “He’s using too much Haki. Is he going to be able to beat him before he runs out?” you muttered, slightly concerned. Sometimes Luffy didn’t exactly think things that far.

You watched as Luffy relentlessly pummeled Doflamingo and for a moment, it seemed like he defeated him. “Did he?”

“Wait, look.” You looked at Law before following his gaze upward. The birdcage. It was still up. You looked back to Luffy. “That’s not good. He has to be running on fumes by now, too.” Worry filled your chest. Then you suddenly saw him deflate and that worry grew. “Oh, Luffy,” you mumbled.

You heard a crash from above you and saw someone bounding down to the ground. “Did that man just jump?” You blinked. Law looked equally confused. “I guess so?” You watched as he bounded over to your friend. “Luffy!” You leaned forward, closer to the edge without really thinking. Then you noticed someone step in the way. You narrowed your eyes. Was that?

Then you felt the edge of the cliff give away and you almost toppled forward. You felt someone grab you by the scruff of your collar and pull you back. You landed against something that was solid, but not quite ground. Looking up, you realized it was Law. “Uh…” You felt your face warm as you moved out from his lap. “Sorry,” you mumbled, turning back to the events unfolding.

He sighed, shaking his head. “You really need to pay attention. You could’ve died.” He rolled his eyes, settling next to you as the two of you watched below. “I have to go help him,” you said, standing up and dusting yourself off. “It’s too dangerous.”

“Well, I can’t just sit here?”

Law sighed, standing up with you with a groan. Your healing helped him some but you knew he was still in a lot of pain. “Then I’m going too.” You looked at each other for a moment before nodding. “Sounds good.”

Then you both made your way to the streets below, quickly finding your way to Luffy who was on some guy’s back. “We’ll take it from here,” you both said. The man looked from Luffy to the two of you and nodded. “Here he is then.” You took Luffy in your arms, settling down on the ground, tucked away in an alley somewhere. You had Luffy’s head in your lap and you ran your fingers through his hair. You watched him with worry as he slept, Law watching you.

“He’ll make it through. He’ll win,” he reassured you. You looked to him and nodded. “I know, but can’t help it.” You let out a weak laugh.

You pulled out your flask, pouring some on Luffy’s chest before beginning to heal him. You wouldn’t be able to do a lot, but anything to give him an extra boost for when he woke up. “I thought you had to drink it?” You looked over to Law as you worked, feeling your body ache even more.

“Ah, yeah. That’s the best way for it to work, but this will work too. Just not as quick or effective.” You looked back down at Luffy before hearing a voice ring out. You looked around, trying to see where it was coming from. “What is that?” you mumbled.

It spoke of Luffy’s courageous efforts here in Dressrosa and pretty much hyped him up. Your heart warmed to hear so many people admire one of the people you admired most. One of the people you cared about most. You looked down at Luffy and smiled. “Hear that?” you mumbled. Then the countdown began and Luffy opened his eyes. He looked at you, groaning.

You smiled at him. “Good morning, kiddo,” you teased softly, feeling like you were getting ready to cry. He slowly sat up, collecting himself. “Y/n.” You looked at him, blinking. “Yes?”

He stood up, brushing off his pants, the countdown still going. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure Mingo pays for what he’s done to you and everyone else.” Your eyes widened at his words. How did he know? You looked to Law, who mouthed an apology. You assumed he said something when they were fighting together. Then you looked back to Luffy and nodded. “Go get ‘em, kiddo.”

He nodded. And with that, he took off again.

You stood up, heading to the edge of the alleyway, watching. You felt Law move with you, standing close to you. You noticed he seemed to be struggling to do just that, so you slid your arm around his waist and he placed his arm over your shoulder as he leaned into you.

“It’s almost over,” you mumbled. He nodded, looking like he was ready to pass out again. “It’s almost over,” he confirmed. You both turned your heads towards the sounds of fighting. You watched as the fight took itself back into midair and before you knew it - it was over. Doflamingo had tried a new trick with his strings, but it didn’t stand a chance against your friend’s resolve.

Then you notice Luffy deflate and begin to fall. “Oh no.” Law stood up, raising his hand. A few moments later, Luffy was right above the two of you and you caught him in your arms as he fell not far from you. Law must have switched him places to soften the blow. “Luffy!” You held him, relief and pride coursing through you. “Good job, Luffy,” you mumbled, placing a kiss to his forehead.

You watched as the birdcage disappeared and the announcer claimed Luffy as victor. The city erupted in cheers and screams. You smiled widely, looking down at the man in your lap before looking over to Law who sat next to you with a grunt. “He won.” Law nodded. “He won.”

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