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cutielando · 3 months

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the fam ~ charles leclerc

Summary: After a couple of months of dating, it was finally time to meet Charles' family. Safe to say, you were absolutely freaking out.

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Meeting the family of your boyfriend freaked out every single girl on this planet, there was no denying it.

But meeting the famous Leclerc family? 10 times more nerve-wrecking.

Ever since you started dating Charles, you often found yourself nervous every single time he would mention his family.

It's not that you had a problem with them or anything, it was far from it actually. You just knew how close they were to each other and didn't want to intrude.

Charles had told you all about his previous girlfriends and what kind of relationships they had with his family, so you wanted to impress and make them like you.

Hence why, with 10 minutes before you had to leave for Pascale's house, you were freaking out and losing your cool.

"I can't do this" you told Charles, pacing around the living room with your hands gripping the roots of your hair.

"What do you mean, amour?" Charles asked, coming from the kitchen and seeing you having close to a panic attack.

"I don't know if I can meet your family. What if they don't like me and then we have to break up because they don't approve of us? I don't want to break up, I don't want them to think I'm bad for you, what if they think we're not right for each other?" you rambled, only stopping when Charles took your face in his hands and kissed you.

You melted into the kiss, your muscles slowly relaxing and the tension you had been feeling disappearing for the moment.

"Amour, my family already loves you. They've loved you ever since I told them about you. It's just Christmas dinner, they want to officially meet you instead of getting to know you through me. Maman sometimes tells me she likes you more than she does me" he said, the last part making you chuckle.

You've spoken to his mother on the phone a couple of times when Charles would call her to check up on his family, but this was such a bigger deal than just talking over the phone. You would be in her home, with her entire family. You were allowed to feel a little intimidated.

"I just want everyone to like me because I love you and I really want a future with you" you said, pouting a little.

"I know, mon amour. Believe me when I say everything is going to be okay. You have nothing to worry about, I promise. Everyone already loves you"

You nodded and leaned up to peck his lips once again before you finally decided to get ready to leave for Pascale's house.

Your heart, of course, still threatening to beat out of your chest.

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"Maman?" Charles called out as he opened the door to his mother's home, holding your hand and pulling you inside with him.

"Charlie, mon amour!!" the woman squealed as she set eyes on her son, bringing him into a tight hug.

Charles let go of your hand as he hugged his mother, leaving you to stand beside him awkwardly because you didn't want to intrude on the moment.

Once Charles pulled away, he came to stand by you once more and wrapped his arm around your waist, bringing you closer to his body.

"Maman, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is my mother" he didn't even get to properly get the words out before Pascale jumped at you literally, bringing you into the same type of hug she had just given Charles.

"Oh, it is so good to finally meet you. I've been dying to have you over for dinner for so long" the older woman gushed in your ear, making your nerves dissipate and you felt how you started to calm down and embrace the woman's warmth.

"It's nice to finally meet you as well" you said, giving her a wide smile as you pulled away from the hug.

She ushered you into the living room where everyone else was already seated, the chatter stopping when the three of you entered the brightly lit room. Everyone's eyes were fixated on you and Charles, all eager to meet the woman that had stolen the young driver's heart.

After introductions had been made, Pascale announced that it was time to everyone to make their way towards the dining room for the festive dinner.

"Y/N, I have to ask, how do you put up with my brother?" Charles' little brother Arthur asked as you all chilled in the dining room after the amazing feast Pascale had prepared for the night.

"Hey, I'm right here!" Charles said in a hurt voice, but he knew his brother was only pulling his leg.

"It's tough, if we're being completely honest" you joked, laughing when you saw the pout that had made its way onto Charles' face. "All jokes aside, I'm really lucky to have him by my side, he's a real gem and I can now see where he gets it from" you looked all around the room, your heart filling with love for the family that had so warmly accepted you into the family.

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As the night drew to a close, you figures it was time for the two of you to also make your way home.

"Thank you for having us, really. It's been a pleasure finally getting together like this" you told Charles' mother as you waited for him to finish getting ready to leave.

"Nonsense, you're welcome here anytime with or without Charles. We should spend some time together after the holidays, have some alone time without the boys breathing down our necks" she joked, making you chuckle with her.

"I would really like that" you said as Pascale handed you her phone for you to type in your phone number.

"Amour, are you ready to go?" Charles asked as he entered the hall, all dressed and ready to go.

You nodded and bid your final goodbyes to the entire family before stepping out into the warm Monaco weather.

As you made your way home, you couldn't wipe the smile off of your face the entire ride over. Charles noticed this, which warmed his heart.

"So, how did you feel tonight?" he asked, squeezing your thigh to get your attention.

"It was amazing. Thank you for taking me with you" you smiled, taking his hand in yours and planting a kiss on the back of his palm.

"I told you everyone would love you, you're part of the family already whether you like it or not" he said, making you giggle.

"Oh, your mom and I made plans to hang out after the holidays pass, just some girl time" you told him excitedly, your eyes sparkling.

He smiled to himself, his heart bursting with happiness and love that the two most important women in his life got along.

Neither of you could ask for more in that moment.

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coquettetoji · 5 months

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{💌} BF ARMIN HCS

armin as your boyfriend hcs 😁 (fem reader)

— sigh you already know he’s the purest boy on earth so him as a boyfriend?? that’s your husband even in the first 2 weeks

— gets you “just because” flowers at least 2 times a week

— he gives you the dictionary thesaurus encyclopedia definition of PRINCESS TREATMENT.

— he will hold your hand everywhere, kneel down to take your shoes off/put them on for you, knows the side walk rule, sends you $$ without you even asking for any and oh my god he’s just so perfect.

— likes to do your hair for you regardless if your hair is pin straight or super curly, he will learn your exact routine in order to take care of it for you

— you’ll never stop hearing “why do you need to do that when i’m here?” nonstop. even for the stupidest things like getting the remote across the sofa. 😭

— his love language is words of affirmation and acts of service, he’s just always there to help you

— will trail behind you like a lost puppy at all times, literally follows you almost everywhere just in case you ever need him to do something for you

— his whole instagram feed is just you, you and you ** EXHIBIT A

— his follower ratio is also insane i’m saying like maybe 10 following (you and friends + fam) and then a good 60k followers

— most definitely has an “i ❤️ my girlfriend shirt” and wears it proudly with a pretty smile

— in public terms, he’s definitely touchy but not as touchy as when you guys are alone

— holds your hand, guides you with a hand on your lower back, has a hand around your waist, and wants you as close as possible to him in public but keeps it to a minimum

— when you guys are alone however, lord you can never get rid of him >>>

— will whine out a “where are you going? 🙁 i’ll come with you” at 3am when you need to pee.

— his favorite spots to kiss you are on your forehead, and yours cheeks, just because he likes to see your eyes go all dazed and happy when he does

— he does that hot thing where while he kisses you, you can feel the smile start to form on his lips

— his favorite pet names to call you are the typical domestic sweet and cute ones that just make your heart melt: baby, princess, love, pretty girl, calls you a good girl when praising you 😸

— your personal photographer everywhere, he knows to get all the angles and most of the pictures on your ig are taken by armin

— loves hugs, hugs are loved by him and just likes hugs, did i mention he loves hugs?

— does that thing where he hugs you from behind, slowly wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest esp when you guys are with friends or at parties

— he loves when you run your hands through his hair, he has the fluffiest softest hair ever definitely whimpers when it just feels way too good

— the most soft spoken boyfriend ever, he will never raise his voice at you even when he’s mad or upset (which is rare)

—takes you out on dates often and they’re always the best planned out dates ever (candle lit dinners, picnics

— will hold your heels in one hand after a date where your feet hurt while clutching your hand in the other

— whenever you start talking he sometimes just blanks out staring at you and how pretty you are which then just ends up with him blabbering “mhm’s” and “yeah yeah i get what you’re saying” while being completely zoned out staring at your face

— he always blushes when you show affection towards him first out of nowhere like when he’s talking to you about something and you just reach up and kiss his cheek, he’ll completely lose his train of thought.

— i’ve mentioned this before and i’ll mention it again, he’s a golden retriever boyfriend

— i mean he literally follows you around like a puppy already, he just acts like one in general whenever he’s around you

— he’s definitely a naturally quiet person around people he doesn’t know and kinda reserved but he just falls apart around you with a soft look of fondness in his blue eyes

— i just think of the childhood bestfriend trope when it comes to him or academic rivals

— he takes pride and hangs on to every single compliment you say to him. like throw one “you’re so handsome” at him and he’ll keep it like an id in his pocket

— like if eren said to him, “you’re ugly as fuck” armin will just shrug and smile saying “ _______ doesn’t think so 😁😁” just so smiley god he’s adorable

— in the domestic aspect of armin as your bf, he’s definitely super sweet and just soft with you

— breakfast in bed, cooking for you on the daily, + cleaning the dishes after too, taking care of you when sick

— helps you get dressed when you’re tired, does your hair for you, brushes your teeth for you while softly tilting your chin up between his thumb and pointer finger JUST UGH I NEED HIM SO BAD

— he will get on his knees for you any day of the week 😁 (for anything not just that guys)

— final conclusion and something i think he does that’s really cute

star moments of armin as your bf

★ keeps your hair tie on his left wrist in case you would ever need one

★ gets on his knees to take off your heels or shoes for you

★ never lets you open the car door by yourself and when helping you out or in he always kisses your forehead

★ took it upon himself to memorize every order of food or drink you have and your whole makeup collection to replace it if you ever ran out

★ cried happy tears when you told him you love him for the first time back (he defo told you before you did LMAO)

— overall just the sweetest boy and boyfriend ever 💞💞💞💕💕💓💓💗💗

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lazycats-stuff · 7 months

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Can I ask for a follow up on Australian bat!bro reader where he gets annoyed bc they won’t let him drink alcohol or smth? Here in Australia there is alot of underage drinking. (I mean I got high and tipsy at my 17th birthday party with parental permission💀)

Just thinking about the culture shock most of them would get 😭

Lol, it's the same thing here where I live. Alcohol flows around here. Despite being an adult, I don't drink at all. I just hate alcohol. Also, I know this is short, but it's fine...

Summary: (Y/N) wants to drink. The fam is not allowing it.

Warnings: Underage drinking,

Australia and America couldn't be anymore different when it came to drinking. In America, a simple of drop for a person under 21 is disappointing to parents. Siblings would probably be happy and proud and would look for each.

In Australia, you just need parent's permission. Oh how nice that was back then. (Y/N) remembered how he got tipsy on one of his birthdays at the time. It was lit and (Y/N) loved it. Of course, he wouldn't drink as if he is an alcoholic.

He would only drink in company of others and that would be a glass tops. Not even a second one. He can't get embarrassed in public now. But there was a slight problem now too.

His family is the biggest problem. Well, some of them are, not all of them are the problem.

Jason is amazing when it came to drinking. The two would sometimes drink together and it was so fun. (Y/N) didn't like to drink something like a shot. He would like to savor the flavor of the drink, whether or not it was some wine or scotch.

Or even some votka.

You don't just drink it, you savor it. And that's what he does every time he drinks with Jason. Sometimes there are times when they just drink in silence, enjoying the company. That usually meant that sharing a bottle something between them two.

Sometimes it was just quiet chatter in between them. It was funny and Jason was the supplier for them both. In return, he got 5 bucks from (Y/N) for his efforts.

It's not easy to hide anything in this household. Everyone was trained to observe and it was just... Sometimes it gets to you and you try hard to hide things.

Damian is the one who doesn't care, but would advise (Y/N) not to drink it. Damian is only thinking about his self awareness and his cognitive thinking in some situations.

Damian is just like Bruce, can't drink for the life of him. Not that he wants to anyway. It's not good for your awareness and Damian always had to be vigilant and observant.

And besides, Damian likes (Y/N) and he just wants to make sure that he is okay. He also likes (Y/N)'s accent a lot. And considering that (Y/N) is not a vigilante and despite the training, (Y/N) is a cinnamon roll according to Damian.

Dick was the one who was against it completely. He didn't like it, he hated it and he wanted (Y/N) to stop drinking. He remembers nearly having a heart attack when he saw (Y/N) drinking for the first time, ever so nonchalantly.

He never ran so fast to get the glass out of (Y/N)'s hands. He was so confused at (Y/N)'s blank look and a simple what. It seems that the concept of drinking below the age of 21 is a foreign thing, something unheard of.

And that's when he got vigilant with (Y/N). It made (Y/N) sigh every time he saw Dick lurking somewhere, watching him. It made his insane and that's how he got better with hiding alcohol.

(Y/N) thought that drinking below 21 in America is like being an alcoholic.

Tim didn't have a say in anything in regards to this matter at all. He was addicted to coffee and he is the one who needs to kind of let go of it. So much caffeine is not healthy at all.

An occasional drink is fine. So much cups of coffee are not.

The two just shrugged towards one another in passing, (Y/N) with some alcohol and Tim with his coffee. They didn't even say anything to each other at this point. Just a nod or a shrug of their shoulders.

That was more than enough.

Now Bruce... Well, he knew that Australia has different laws and that drinking there is something that's more lenient. In America, unless you turn 21 you are, in (Y/N)'s mind, you are really missing in life.

The first time Bruce saw (Y/N) drink he paled and tried to get it away from him, but then asked him about the customs regarding the drinking in Australia.

(Y/N) explained it to him and Bruce advised him not to drink. Well, Bruce started hiding the alcohol in the house. Nobody really drank so it wasn't a difficult thing to hide. However, he knew that Jason is a supplier.

So he had to keep an eye out.

And Alfred? Oh boy, that man hates when (Y/N) drinks. He doesn't care about traditions in Australia. He spent some time in Australia and while he loved the Aussies and the way they drank, he didn't like it when his grandson did.

(Y/N) knew that he had to evade (Y/N) with everything in him. Jason hid the alcohol in his room, knowing that Alfred rarely goes into his room and (Y/N) and Jason agreed to it.

The last time when (Y/N) got caught by Alfred, a shoe went flying past his head. There was yelling and Alfred threatened with something bigger. (Y/N) managed to duck just in time to get in his room where Jason was waiting.

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octuscle · 1 month

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Hey support. I gave my phone to my dad for safekeeping while I went to a doctors appointment. During the appointment, I started feeling strange, like I was getting dumber? Also my shirt feels tight, don’t know if that’s something.

It's just a screening appointment. I'm here because I need to get my blood levels checked. Of course, I know for a fact that the doctor will say something about my cholesterol levels again. He will say something about the fact that I should do more sport. What should I do? I'm a junior in college. It is extremely challenging to keep up with the curriculum.

The shirt is not only tight, it is also itchy. It would be nice if the doctor came soon. Then I can finally take it off for the examination. I don't have forever. I have to be back on campus by 4 p.m. at the latest. Otherwise I won't have enough time to warm up before training.

I hope da doc isn't uh wimp. Yes, I cud have taken uh shower before going to da doctor. But before da doctor wuz gym, afta da doctor is football training. Ha much sense does uh shower make? let me check my armpit. Yes, gud jock sweat. Da doctor will like that.

Bruh, I'm lowkey praying this ain't nah shredded muscle or somethin wild like that. Haha, damn, I probably went ham on dem weights, but you know ha it goes on chest day - total amnesia, all about them pecs! I live for chest day!

Yo fam, like, why do I gotta chill on this chair every time for them to drain my blood? n why does da doc gotta inspect my balls first, like, what even? but hey, he's da med guru, he must know his shit, right? lit to know that my coach is posted up in da waiting room holding down my celly. Praying I can bounce back to ballin' with da squad pronto. Da ultimate showdown is goin' down this weekend. N coach dropped uh hint about needing uh fresh QB on da team. Please, oh please, let it be yours truly!

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #chronivac #nerd to jock #football jock #ai image

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mia-ugly · 9 months

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In honour of Good Omens Season 2

HAVE A SLOW SHOW FICLET with thanks to @weatheredlaw for the amazing graphic ❤️❤️❤️ how we doing fam

It’s a kid on set that first tells him.

Not really a kid, but anyone less than thirty seems a kid to him these days (ugh, that’s a loathsome thought.) Jiyana’s a queer and pink-haired punk type, rainbow pin on their jacket, trans-pride flag tattooed on their inner wrist. The first time he met them, the whole wirey confident glittery thing made his gut clench with - what was it - joy and gratitude but also envy? Maybe? (because what must it be like to be that young and that certain of yourself? What must it be like to have the whole world open in front of you? Not that there still isn’t a lot of shit to deal with, and in Merry Old fucking England there is More Shit than Otherwise, but. Still. It’s something Crowley thinks about. Sometimes. When he hasn’t had enough sleep or when he’s had too much of it.)

The kid came up to him Day One to mumble about “being a big fan” and once they wore a Warlock t-shirt to an afterparty (“Vintage!” they said cheerily, and Crowley wanted to swallow his own face at the thought of something from the 2010s being considered vintage, good Christ.)

Anyway, Jiyana tells him first.

“Congrats on the new season!” They’re beside him in the makeup trailer. Crowley doesn’t realise they’re talking to him, assumes they’re wearing AirPods or something, until George gives him a nudge with the powder puff.

“Er, yeah, cheers.” It’s too early to talk to anyone this perky. Then his exhausted, coffee-less brain takes a moment to catch up with his exhausted, coffee-less mouth. “Er, wait, what?”

“Warlock. Heard it’s coming back. Did I tell you I wrote a paper on it in, like, Grade 10? So cool, the GSA at my highschool used to have watch parties, I can’t wait to see what they do with your -“

“Wait -“ Warlock? It’s been bloody years. “Where’d you hear this?”

The kid starts to list off some sites or social media whatsits that Crowley has never heard of, so he just nods and pretends to understand, the same way he does when Az’s niece tries to explain some show called “Jojo’s Big Adventure” or something. Validate, validate, empathise. Just like Pepper taught him.

It’s probably nothing right? A rumour.

But it’s a rumour Az has heard too.

When Crowley gets home that night (they’ve rented a house in Buckinghamshire, even though the studio’s not two hours from their cottage) Az is on him immediately. Heard about it from his sister apparently, who got the news from one of the kids.

“Isn’t that exciting?” His face is all lit up and his hair is wet, bathrobe snugly belted around his waist. The house has an indoor pool, and there are little indents on Avery’s nose where his extremely attractive and sexy swimming-goggles must have been resting.

Crowley presses his lips to each mark.

“Not that we’ve been going hungry or wanting for work –” Az continues.

“You work too bloody much,” Crowley murmurs into his cheekbone.

“But I do love those characters. The whole thing wrapped up so nicely though – what more is there to tell? I wonder what the arc could possibly be.”

“I wonder what you’ve got on under this robe –”

“Anthony!” Az laughs in fake protest, tilting his head back so that Crowley can get his mouth on his throat. Yeah, that’s the ticket. Az tastes like chlorine, and maybe Crowley should join him in the shower after this. After a day in the studio, he could probably use it.

“Would you really want to do a series again?” Crowley asks after he’s finally let his husband go, turned to hang up his coat and thrown his bag on the nearest chair. “Awful lot of commitment. And you’ve that whole run at the Globe coming up, don’t rehearsals start in the spring?”

“We’ll have to see if Helen can mind the goats again while we’re in London.” Az has wandered into the kitchen, turned on the kettle. Crowley looks at the back of his neck (Crowley always looks at the back of his neck. Sometimes he dreams about it.) “If she’s free. I called her this morning to check in, Elmyra’s eating, so her anxiety must be getting better.”

“Cool, yeah,” Crowley says, casual and nonchalant and no big deal. As if Elmyra isn’t his favourite of the bunch and he doesn’t have a song that he made up and no one knows that he sings just to her. As if he didn’t hand feed her all night once because she wasn’t sleeping or eating and neither was he because he was so afraid this tiny rescue goat was going to starve to death, anyway whatever, super cool, who cares. “Is it weird that no one’s reached out to us, though? Do you think?”

“About the goats? Helen has my number –”

“No love, the Warlock thing.”

Az blinks at him, flutters his pretty blond lashes in an attractive, aggrieved sort of way. “You mean you haven’t heard from Beez?”

“I haven’t heard from anyone.”

“Oh.” Az thinks it over. “Well. Neither have I, actually. Do you – is that odd?”

“Maybe they’ve recast us with younger models.”

“They wouldn’t dare.”

“Gotta up the sex appeal of the whole thing. Jawlines. Cheekbones. Sexy results.”

“I –” Az goes a bit pink. Glances at Crowley and then away. “Fail to see how they could improve upon perfection.”

Crowley looks at his husband’s bathrobe and the slight scattering of silver chest hair and his hand on his tea cup and fuck off, his neck. His neck, his neck, who gives a shit about Warlock actually?

“Come over here and say that to my mouth.”

Avery smiles, and sighs, and he does.

ONE YEAR LATER:

Crowley opens the email from Beez.

He fuckin' closes it.

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megamindsecretlair · 3 months

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First of all Happy New Years and how’re you doin?? I really hope you’re doin well and thriving and your loved ones are doin the same❤️

Second of all I had a thought while high that I needa get out:

Imma mess for domestic Taine. Just takin care of his woman an shit. He likes takin care of her mental load and just truly makin her feel relaxed an shit. Which brings me to his hands….he’s so beefy wit protective ass arms and he’s just ugh🤌 like imagine you had a trash ass day (school, work, family, etc) an he just caresses and massages you, tryna soften you up so youn gotta gts upset or stressed. Lights candles, brings out ya favorite oils/lotions, he even rolls a blunt for you both. He’s givin you deep tissue booty/thigh rubs and ik for a fact his strength channeled through his fingers would make me all mushy an shit….

Along that thought, he can’t help (an youn stop him) but spread ya cheeks a bit, just ta peek at ya folds, only ta see em all gushy an shit. That was a mistake because now he reeeally can’t help himself. You’re all pliable under him and he dips his fingers into ya folds “just ta taste” he tells himself. But he’s dippin into you again…and again…and again till he just says fuck it and devours you from the back. I’m talkin the messy, droolin, beard shiny a shit typa pussy eatin. You just cease to exist cuz he feels too too good. Taine is just maneuvering/manhandling your body any which way and you’re loving it, you’re loving your man. And What were you upset bout again? It’s out the window now.

Phew, glad I got that outta my system🤭

Happy New Year! Many blessings to you and ya fam! I'm getting over Covid. That is the literal devil and I'm glad to be on the other side!

And secondly...why you aint on here writing with the rest of us? Tuh. This was hot and complete all by its lonesome, you don't need me for this one, lordt!

Re-reading and re-reading all night because I, too, want that gorgeous man's big mitts on me.

If You Please

Word Count: 691

A/N: Finally a little drabble! I still write a lot but ya'll caught me on a feral night. There's no big warnings besides oral (fem receiving) and Fontaine being a horny mess. This ask was everything. Not sure if you wanted me to add to it, but couldn't help myself! Excuse me while I go re-read and re-read and re-read.

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And Fontaine is the type to take his time because HE wants to take his time. Because HE can't keep his hands off of you. If you had a bad day? That's okay, he'll work that shit out. Had a good day? He wants to pick you up and taste the happiness from your lips.

But a particularly bad day? Oh, he already had the bath running and candles lit while you talked to him on the way home. How you wanted him to show up with a helicopter and transport you home because you were dog tired. Tiredt!

And after your bath, he does all the work. He dries you off and lays kisses all over your face and body while he towels you down. Leads you to the bed where he lays out a fresh warm towel from the dryer. Makes you lay on your back first so he can rub lotion and smell good into your deep brown skin.

Take his time to work the body cream onto your arms, shoulders, stomach. Smooth it around your breasts because he just can't resist touching you. He rubs the top of your legs, really working his thick fingers into your thighs and finding all these tension knots you didn't know were there.

Then he asks you to flip over and you are putty in his hands. Free to mold you in his arms. To play with your hips and valleys and treasure the canvas God gave him. He rubs your back and your legs. But your ass.

Fontaine is an ass man. Nothin' sweeter than seeing those two big ol' cheeks begging to be claimed by those hands of his. It's so much he can't hold it all. But he loves trying. He loves trying to cup each cheek to see how much he can hold before your ass spills over. He loves to massage your ass.

He loves to watch the grooves and dimples he makes in your ass. The little glimpses of your pussy when he spreads your cheeks are a torture all their own. Got him bricked up and mouth droolin' just from that alone. His tongue glides over his golden grills as he can remember the last time he ate you out, just last night. How pliable and verbal you were.

One little taste won't hurt right? It's your body, he wants you to feel good all over. What better stress relief, right? He wipes his hands on the towel. He can't resist digging his fingers in and suppressing a groan at finding you wet as hell. He knew his hands on you turned you on, but not like this!

Now he really can't resist bringing your sweet essence to his lips and licking his fingers. He can't stop at one taste. Once he tasted you, he had to keep diving in for more. And more until you were sighing and moaning just the way he liked.

"Too tired," you mumbled.

"Too tired to lay there, mama?" He asked.

You couldn't argue with that logic. He didn't need anything back. He just wanted to make you feel good. Making you feel good, made him feel good. And he already got his reward. He was lifting your hips, spreading you wide, and placing his mouth against your pussy and suckling like a starving man to nectar.

He couldn't help groaning and rocking his own hips into the bed, wishing he could flip you over and fuck you. But he wasn't going to be that greedy. He could give. He could give and give until you were a shaking, trembling mess beneath his tongue. Hands splayed on your ass, spreading you open and wide for him.

His nasty little slurps filled the air. His desperate pulls for air blowing against your dripping pussy. Your weak arms grasping the pillow and pulling it close while you came in his mouth. Gushing and dripping all that succulent arousal.

Well, you weren't that tired anymore. As much as you left your job bone tired and weary, unsure how you could possibly go another day, you always found solace in 'Taine's arms.

The Secret Tyrone Files - there's always more!

#Megaminds Secret Files #The Secret Tyrone Files #Fontaine x Black!reader #Fontaine x Black reader #x Black reader #Fontaine x Fem!reader #Fontaine x Fem reader #Fontaine x plus size reader #Fontaine x you #Fontaine imagine #They Cloned Tyrone smut #They Cloned Tyrone fanfic #They Cloned Tyrone fanfiction #They Cloned Tyrone fan fic #They Cloned Tyrone fan fiction

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This Week in BL - The Sign is Slaying

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top. Happy new year, BLabies!

Jan 2024 Wk 2

Ongoing Series - Thai

The Sign (Sat YT) ep 8 of 12 - Tharn in Phaya’s too big clothing is the cutest thing in the world.

I gotta to say something about Babe's acting really quickly. I love the way he’s inhabiting the personality of his naga character with reptilian eye and body movements and (I don’t know how to put this) a certain reserved, elegant, slithering- ness. He's very good this new boy of ours. (He come from something physical like dance?)

I adored them doing the walk of shame and being teased.

ALSO I enjoyed the way they handled Tharn’s gender in the past with his costume (the pha chung hang is gender neutral but that green top is a kinda combo m+f) and pronouns et al.

Language corner:

They are using ancient pronouns. I *think* I heard: daow (3rd), khun/jao/tan (2nd), kaa (Ist) - all pronouns in use are gender neutral - to the best of my understanding.

Last Twilight (Fri YT) ep 10 of 12 - Ooo. Day comes out to fam. Also his maa legit took his phone away and said

“I don’t mind you being gay but you can’t date a poor.”

Still, these 2 do kind of make the best secret boyfriends ever.

Also I begin to love Night: “that’s my baby” indeed. You special ain’t ya?

For Him (Thurs iQIYI) ep 7 of 12 - I’m starting to find this pretty boring at this juncture. Bummer, because for a while I was enjoying it.

Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 11 of 12 - The stuff with the spy on the team is super boring. I’m not wild about the side characters either. So most of this episode was a bust for me. I did like First’s ex.

Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 9 of 14 - Charlie & Babe = honeymoon phase. Jeff & Kim = forgotten. Pete & Way = riddles wrapped in alphas but actually enigmas. Everyone else = gang bang phase…. Apparently. Trash watch happening here.

Cooking Crush (Sun YT) ep 6 of 12 - Loved that this was a mutual kiss. (Also how comfortable are OffGunn kissing now? Babies!) I’ve moved from indifference to absolute loathing of the side couple tho.

Oddball LIES from the script = the gayest bridge in Bangkok isn’t lit up after 9pm.

Meanwhile, very important kicky kicky feet and Doc is a dork about flirting now that he’s all in. Looks like we get the official boyfriend ep next week.

You and My Stars YT 2of 2(?) - Couldn’t find it. Not fussed.

Time the series (Thai Gaga) ep 1 of 10 - Okay so there’s a gang and someone named Chris is killed and his boyfriend, actor Foam, is jumped back in time to save him? NO SINGING. Between Chris’s death and that time-slip there’s some kind of accidental murder, a pink pocket watch, Chris being alive again but also a different person, and a make out scene. Are you also confused? Actually, the real question is: Do we continue watching? Remember we (the collective BLorg) do not trust MFlow.

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) ep 21 of 24 - The acting has been pretty terrible all along with this series, but this one is the worst. I just can’t. I may tune in for the last installment but this one is a DNF for me.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Although I Love You and You AKA Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka (Japan Gaga) ep 1 of 10 - It’s utterly adorable. Very manga, but so far not grating on my nerves. They so cute! You know I adore a hyung romance. Add a v gay sauna scene and an OUT gay boy and just... YES. All the married breeder regulars being overly invested in their pretty cook’s queer drama queening, it's so good.

AND THEN a confession in the first episode? Japan sure loves to mess with the pacing of plots drops.

Also, how much do I want to eat every single piece of food in this darn show?

Sahara-sensei to Toki-kun (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 5 of 8 - Man I wish this were better I enjoyed this more. Sigh. I do LOVE the stepbrother sides. Of course I do. But how can this feature 2 of my favorite relationship types (age gap, stepbrothers) and not be my favorite BL airing? Japan, how do you ALWAYS do this to me?

VIP Only (Taiwan Fri Gaga) ep 9 of 10 - I don’t know. I just wish this were better. Also shorter.

I really miss KBL right now.

It's done I Need to Catch up

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - will binge when I have a spare day.

The Servant and the Young Master - from Veitnam so I assume it's on YouTube. I never even noticed. Anyone?

After Sundown - aired on Netflix Thailand. No word on inter release.

It's Airing But...

[INTERNATIONAL] Cherry Magic (Sat YouTube) ep 3 of 12 - yeah Japan put the smack down on our boys. Sadness. You can use a VPN if you like. Read all about it here.

Ossans Love Season 2 (Japan Gaga) - 5 years later, will anything have changed? This is Japan so… probubly not. I won't be watching this. I disliked Season one and actively hated the follow ups. No thank you.

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 14 eps - Dear Playboyy, it's not you, it’s me… I hate you. You’re about as deep (and as palatable) as a shot glass of cum. While I'm sure you’re someone’s kink, you're my weakest link. Goodbye. I DNFed this at ep 5. Frankly I'm impressed with myself for getting that far.

Night Dream (Sat YT) 6 eps - It’s a pain to track down and I really didn’t like the first episode so… DNF

The Whisperer (Sun ????) 10 eps - Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). I don't think even the perfect single dimple can motivate me to watch. Word is... it's terrible.

7 Days Before Valentine (Weds WeTV) 10 eps - Giving me Luminous Solution vibes. I'm waiting to binge if safe.

Dead Friend Forever (Thai Sat iQIYI) - horror, meh, tell me if it's worth my time?

In Case You Missed it

All my year-end round ups:

TOP 10 BL Trends of 2023

Top 10 BL Secondary Pairs of 2023

2023 BLs Best Trope Execution Awards! TOP 10

BL 2023's Best:

Back Hugs Thailand & Elsewhere

Cute Bits of Domesticity

Boys Feeding Boys

BOOP!

Best Cuddles

Heads in Laps

Touching Head Touches

Thailand Put His Head on Your Shoulder

Put Your Head on My Shoulder (not Thailand)

BEST KISSES (not Thailand)

BEST KISSES FROM THAILAND

All the BLs Announced for 2023 that didn't happen

Next Week Looks Like This

More Coming Jan 2024

Beside You (Thai YouTube)

1/24 Love For Love's Sake (Korea Gaga)- based on the Manhwa ‘Love Supremacy Zone’ by Hwacha. A young man is dropped into a game based off a novel he loves. His mission is to make another player, YeoWoon happy. But then the game starts unfolding completely different from the novel.

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Why are the oversized flappy flappy sleeves so adorable? (The Sign)

Pit Babe

Frankly 2024 is starting on a whimper... mostly from Babe.

(Last week)

#the sign is great #last twilight is great too #that's kinda it #that's what great #thai bl #The Sign the series #Last Twilight #this week in bl #bl updates #Japanese BL #best bl 2023 round ups #Although I Love You and You #Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka #tainwanese bl #Pit Babe

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Baby Doctor

pairing: Husband!Dad!Henry Cavill x Doctor!Reader

summary: Fans retell the events of what’s going on in the Cavill fam, especially with two new arrivals, the twins Poppy and Lucy

Requested by @stormcloudss

- Requests are open!

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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@/hensvavyvirl: Y/n is absolutely glowing after just having two baby cavills, just saw pap pics of Henry tying her hair up for her🫣🫣

>> @/marveldcgirl: Henrys new post about Y/n going back to work after giving birth is so emotional, he just loves her so so much

@/pieceofmind: Poppy and Lucy are such cute names, I just can’t contain myself after Y/n announced her and Henry are moving to the UK. I REPEAT THEY ARE MOVING BACK TO THE UK. They said in an interview that they want to raise their kids where they grew up

@/Atlasgiver: Y/n said she can’t wait to start in a new hospital, HENRY POSTED A VIDEO OF HER POSING IN HER NEW SCRUBS AND HE WAS WHISTLING AT HER 😭😭

>> @/winstonwho: I GOT DR Y/N AS MY CONSULTANT IN A&E AND SHE WAS SO SWEET AND NICE, FELT LIKE A MOTHER FIGURE

@/poppyrose: Seeing Henry as a girl dad makes me wanna cry out of joy. When I saw pics of him tying up the twins hair into mini pigtails, while Y/n got their baby booties on😭

>> @/lizziebet: I’m pretty sure I saw them at a park in my local estate, they were on a family walk. Kid you not both Poppy and Lucy were the ones holding onto kal's leash, and he is so gentle not to pull on them. THEN HENRY AND Y/N ARE HOLDING HANDS AND SHARING KISSES WHILE BEHIND THEM OMG

@/DChabes: Y/n and Henry on date night is the sweetest thing, bro I jus want what they have

@/HenryCavill: Glad i’m doing life with @/Y/nCavill♥️

>> @/Y/nCavill: Baby stop tryna butter me up and go change the girls' diapers😭😭 Dinner isn’t making itself

@/DailyTelegraph: Henry Cavill seen getting affectionate with wife Y/n Cavill by Hyde Park, babies Poppy and Lucy also in tow in prams beside them!

@/Listjaet: I remember watching Y/n's pregnancy on her youtube channel, and now I can’t believe i’m watching her go through motherhood

>> @/bobbyjo: I still remember her video when she first found out, and she surprised Henry by giving him a rugby ball with the words “Future No.1 Daddy” sewed into it 🥺

@/Bettieboops: According to Y/n, Henry can’t keep his hands to himself when it comes to her☠️ He’s constantly on her or annoying her whenever the girls are put down to sleep

>> @/HenryCavill: Well she never seems to complain when it’s happening so…

@/buttercuppuckerup: I just know Poppy and Lucy have Henry wrapped round their fingers, I’ve witnessed this man build a bookshelf for his wife, I can’t imagine what he’d do for his kids

>> @/Y/nCavill: He literally bought a sewing machine and is learning how to make yarn dolls😭 Then he is adamant that their bassinets are in our room for at least two days of the week for “bonding time”

@/truthberolled: Ok but Miss Y/n post pregnancy 🫣 That woman is fine asf, Henry care to share?

>> @/HenryCavill: No can do

@/peppersaor: Seeing how far they’ve come as a couple genuinely makes me tear up🥺 We lit watched them from the very start too when they first announced they were dating

@/freedi: Y/n in scrubs can step on me any day of the week, smart and beautiful?? Damn Henry got lucky

@/luckofdirish: Just saw Henry and Y/n on the beach with their babies. Each of them had one between their legs while they played with the sand, and both of them were wearing pink suits with tiny baby bucket hats. I swear I saw Poppy try to eat sand at one point because Henry had to keep pulling his hand out of her mouth

>> @/luckofdirish: Then when Henry went into the water, EACH BABY HAD THEIR OWN SUN CHAIR, it was honestly the cutest thing. Mama Y/n and her babies chilling under the umbrella while Henry played about in the ocean. Poppy and Lucy were very much jus sipping on their juice boxes while Y/n read them a book

@/user2586478: Omg that insta photo Y/n posted of Henry holding Poppy and Lucy’s hand against the sunset😭 Wtaf they’re such a cute family, i’m so glad they’re pretty open about their family for the most part, with us fans

>> @/dettypig: I totally get what you mean! I love how we basically get to see their family grow, without seeing the most intimate parts of their lives, because of course everyone deserves privacy. I can’t wait to see Henry building PCs for Poppy and Lucy when they’re older, Henry will be heartbroken if they’re not gamers like him🙃

@/legend69647: Dr Y/n just took my appointment at the hospital and she’s so much more beautiful in person, pics of Henry and the girls are literally everywhere

>> @/HorridHenrietta: Don’t even. I had her as well and she was blood amazing, she was so gentle when she had to examine my broken arm and she even gave my son free stickers even though he wasn’t the patient

@/Y/nCavill: Please can people stop trying to bombard our family home to get pics of the girls!! We are the only ones allowed to share pictures of our family and we’d appreciate if the paps respected that.

>> @/HenryCavill: I’d like to follow this by saying our girls are scared, legal action will be taken if this harassment doesn’t stop. Thank you for our fans who understand our situation♥️

>>> @/boompower: right which one of yall are attacking this poor family☠️ Don’t yall know basic respect and privacy? The girls are barely 3 and yet all they are getting is cameras shoved in their faces. Do Better.

@/pearpotur: Seeing Henry go all protective on the red carpet over his girls is so cute. He always has one arm around his wife’s waist, Poppy on his hip and Lucy on Y/n's or the other way round♥️♥️

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Taglist Tags (Form is up there^^): @princess-paramour @stormcloudss @uwiuwi @marvelgurl @taramaria @mysticfalls01 @kebabgirl67 @fdl305 @madebylilly @dumb-fawkin-bitch @vrittivsanghavi @beck07990 @kimhtoo17 @thereisa8ella @pandaxnienke

#romance #henry cavill #henry cavill oneshot #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill fanfiction

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The way I love you || Lee Minho (Stray Kids)

Pairing: Reader(fem.) X Lee Know

Word count : 4k+

Warnings : Sexual implications, making out, prostitution, mentions of alcohol, mentions of death, cuss words.

Genre : Romance, angst, royal AU, suggestive.

Description: He was a prince, bound by his duty. She was a harlot, longing for someone to love her truly. In stolen moments beneath the moonlit city, they dared to dream of a love meant to be.

A/N : HELLO MY TUMBLR FAM! I'm back again with the Royal fics haha. And this time it's my boi Lino<3 I hope y’all like this! It's one of my favorites!

And as I promised, I'll make a masterlist for all the Royal fics. Here is the link. Do check out the other fics in this series(the stories are not interrelated)!

Minho hates coming to the main market; he hates the sticky workers bumping into him, he hates the smell of burnt meat, he hates the sound of noisy instruments people play in the name of music.

The only things he does like about the market is the wine, and you.

"Here for y/n again, my Prince?" One of the courtesans-Taylor- asks him just as he enters the tavern. She wears the brightest of lipsticks and smells like jasmine.

"I'm here for the wine." He says, which is only half a lie.

"As you say, my prince," Taylor giggles, "Your y/n is on the third floor as always. She hasn't had any customers today."

He walks the flight of stairs without breaking sweat and knocks on your door, excitement bubbling inside him.

The door opens and he catches a whiff of your rose scented perfume.

"Well, hello there," you smile at him, "Long time, huh?"

He chuckles, "It's only been three days, y/n."

You pull him inside by his collar, shut the door behind him and immediately draw your mouth to his.

You'd missed him, clearly.

In your dark lit bedroom, many men entered everyday for the purpose of their pleasure. But Minho was the only who entered this room everyday only to please you.

"Excited, aren't we?" He asks you when you push him onto the bed and climb over him, "I missed you, y/n."

You kiss him again; this time with more force, more passion and a lot more tongue. He reciprocates your action with equal enthusiasm.

As the night grows colder and darker, you find yourself cuddling with the man under your quilt. The love bites on both of your bodies barely visible under the light of a single candle.

"I wonder what magic keeps me coming back for more everyday. " Minho says softly, his fingers playing with your hair.

"Oh, does the 'Perfect Prince' not want to be seen in a whore's bed? Does it embarrass him?" You ask, playfully.

His mouth twists into a smirk, "Never. Not even in a thousand years."

He kisses you again and again and again until the last candle dies out and the quilt finds its place in some corner of the floor.

"Taylor, it's too early to be bothering me with customers!" You yell first thing in the morning, still sleepy and still cold from the absence of Minho's body against you.

"Y/n, it's not a customer. I need to talk to you." She yells back, "Open the door."

Groaning, you push yourself towards the door.

"What is it?"

Her face lacks the usual cheerfulness. She looks grim. Sad, almost.

"Minho didn't wanna wake you up," she pulls an envelope from her pocket, "He asked me to give you this."

"Okay. I'll read it later." You mutter. It's not unusual for Minho to deliver love letters for you sometimes. What's so special about this one?

"Y/n, read it." Taylor says, "Now."

There's an underlying urgency in her words that she tries to mask but doesn't escape your notice.

You walk back to your bed and open the letter.

Hi, y/n.

This is probably the last time that I'm writing to you. I feel sick even just at the thought of being without you but I have to do my princely duties now.

I'm getting married to Princess Sophie soon. My father commands it.

Y/n, I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me someday. I really meant it when I said I loved you.

Minho.

Inside the half empty envelope are a few coins of gold.

He paid you. For sleeping with him. For the first time ever.

It's as if the air is forced out of your lungs. You find it hard to breathe, hard to keep your eyes open, hard to even comprehend Taylor's questions.

You're not even in that room anymore.

You are by the river at midnight, with Minho. He'd set up a fire and covered the both of you with a quilt while he sung a soft melody.

You are in the rain, shouting profanities at each other. That was the day when he first told you he loved you.

You are at the tavern's terrace, kissing him for the first time.

You are at the Royal Palace. That's the day he first sees you, bold and loud, not afraid to say 'no' to sleeping with his monstrous father.

You are at the main market, buying a new pair of earrings when an injured Prince shows up at the shop. That's when you first see him.

You only had one regret at present.

You never got to tell him how much you loved him.

"Y/n, I know you're grieving but you cannot refuse customers anymore. You know this is what brings food to your table!" Taylor wraps a shawl around your half naked frame, "You always knew Minho could not just leave the palace and come live with you in this brothel, didn't you?"

You'd had another episode today; screaming and punching a customer while he tried to take your clothes off.

That's three days in a row.

If Taylor hadn't been there, the boss would have killed you with his own bare hands.

"I know," you say, "But I just...can't. I cannot bring myself to accept the fact that he burnt down the past year to the worth of a few coins. I have no lust for gold. I have no desire for a family, especially when my own father sold me here. I only loved him and now, he's fucking gone."

Taylor rubs your shoulders gently.

"Y/n, I know. But you have to get yourself together or you will only hurt yourself." She replies, "For all I know, he could be already married now. Sticking his fucking tongue in Sophie's mouth."

You look up at her.

"What do you mean? His wedding is today?" You ask.

She nods, "The city has been decorated like never before."

You force yourself out of her embrace and rush towards your cupboard.

"What are you doing, y/n?" Taylor asks.

"Going to crash a royal wedding."

Minho has developed a habit of looking for your eyes everywhere he goes. It's not a good one, but he can't seem to get rid of this habit.

And on his wedding day, as he stands at the alter, holding his fiancé's hand while the priest talks about loving, cherishing and honoring Princess Sophie for life, he cannot stop himself from looking for you in the sea of people.

Rich and powerful people from all over the world are present in the hall but somewhere in between these people, he sees a glimpse of someone he knows. Too well, in fact.

"Y/n?" He whispers to himself, heart pounding against his chest.

"Minho, are you alright? Your hands are getting sweaty." Sophie whispers but he just shrugs, his eyes glued to you.

As were yours, to his.

You didn't think he'd notice you amongst the velvet clad aristocrats but he did. And you wish he hadn't.

The bride and groom exchange wine glasses and have a sip from it.

"If anyone has any objections to this holy matrimony, speak now. Or hold your peace forever." The priest announces and the room goes quiet.

Of course no one would object to this wedding.

No one except you.

Minho sees a single hand raised among the crowd.

"Yes, miss?" The priest says.

"How could the prince marry another woman when his child grows inside me? What about the seed that he left behind? If I choose to give birth to this child, will it be your successor, my prince?"

Minho feels the blood drain from his face.

"You! How dare you?" Minho screams at you, his heart breaking into a million pieces. He would never speak to you in this way, but he has to. To protect you from this mess you'd created, he must be harsh.

He is the prince and he will be safe but you, they wouldn't spare you.

"How dare you?" You yell back, eyes bloodshot, "Do you think a few coins could make up for what you did to me?"

"Quiet! You whore! Dare you to disrupt a royal wedding with false accusations?" The king-Minho's father finally speaks. "Guards! Take her to the guillotine and bedhead her!"

"Father, no! I will deal with this in my own way." Minho says, almost losing his calm. "Guards, take the woman to the dungeons."

Your tears roll down your cheeks and you quickly rub them off with your hand as the guards take you down to the dungeons. You're sure he's gonna get you killed.

You take one last glance at the man you love and smile at him.

So long, Minho.

The wedding is called off and Princess Sophie storms out of the wedding hall along with her father. Of course, Minho's father was furious.

"I will kill her. I will kill her with my bare hands!" The king slams his fist against the table, "She ruined everything! Everything!"

"Father, please calm down." Hyunjin-Minho's younger brother says. "We have to think of a way to make up with Princess Sophie and her family."

"He's right. Being angry won't solve our problem." Minho says, twirling the wine in his glass, a playful smile on his face.

The king glares at his eldest son, walks toward him and smashes the glass from his hands.

"How dare you sit in my room, relaxed as ever, while you've fucked up so bad?" He yells, " You slept with a common whore, impregnated her and I have to suffer for it?"

Minho wants to defend himself but he knows it's of no use when the king raises his fist in the air and punches right at Minho's nose.

Minho smells the blood before he sees it.

Hyunjin tries to stop the king and mouths at Minho, leave now.

Minho does as he is told.

That night, as he cleans the blood from his face, he finally let's himself relax a little.

Today was a blunder, a total disaster but at least he didn't have to marry some other woman. He couldn't imagine life with a woman he didn't love. He considered himself a coward for not fighting for you enough, which is why you were in prison. Nevertheless, he swears to himself that he will save you from this mess. It didn't matter what he had to do, he would make sure you're out of prison by tomorrow.

"You're a reckless idiot, y/n." He mutters to himself, "But you're my reckless idiot."

You've never seen Taylor look this sad before. Her eyes are bloodshot and the tip of her nose shines red.

"I told you," she says to you, handing you some food, "I told you not to do this. Now look what they've done! Minho has you locked up and you can be sentenced to death any minute!"

"Well, it was worth a shot, really." You say to her.

Taylor snickers at your words, "Also, are you really pregnant or did you make it up to get his attention?"

You chuckle, "Of course I'm not pregnant. I just thought it would add a bit spice to the drama."

"Fine. Whatever. Just do not die on me, y/n. I swear. You're my.." Taylor sucks in a deep breath, "You're my only family. Please."

You blink your tears away before Taylor even notices. You take a spoonful of the porridge she made and stuff it in your mouth so you'd forget about her words. You're too weak for this right now.

"Y/n, just promise me-" Taylor is interrupted by the prison guard.

"Prince Minho is here to see you."

Even the porridge in your mouth does not stop your heart from aching and your eyes from tearing up.

Why is he here?

"Your majesty." Taylor greets him with the basic courtesy. You, on the other hand are looking at everything but him.

"Taylor, may I have a word with y/n alone? My guards here will take you up to my room. I have something important to discuss with you as well."

Taylor nods with a word and follows his guard.

Now it's just you and him. In a jail cell. While your heart breaks knowing he will serve you with capital punishment.

Is it the heavens punishing a common whore like yourself for loving the prince?

Perhaps.

"Y/n, are you okay?" Minho says in a soft whisper. His voice is filled with concern but you cannot look at him. Absolutely not.

If you even as much glance at those eyes you'd fallen in love with, you know you might lose all your will power.

"Fine." You reply sternly, "What do you want?"

Minho sucks in a deep breath, "I wish I had more time to explain but it'll all make sense some day, okay? For now, just trust me."

He offers you a vile of clear liquid.

"It's not anything bad, I swear. Just trust me, please. " He puts it on your palm.

His touch sends shivers down your spine.

And just like that, he turns around and walks away.

You stare at the vile in your hands and for a split second, you wonder if he'd handed you some type of poison. You wish he did.

And when you open the vile and gulp down that bitter liquid, you pray to the gods that you never wake up again because that's when your body hits the ground.

Hyunjin is anxious from the moment he wakes up in the morning.

He's anxious while he has breakfast, he's anxious while he avoids the eyes of palace officials to sneak into the old quarters of his mother.

He's especially anxious when he sees you lying on the bed, lips pale and stiff.

"I hope this works for God's sake." He pulls out a vile of purple liquid from his pocket and carefully, pours it into your mouth.

He curses Minho for handing him with the scariest possible task ever.

And as he paces the room, waiting for the antidote to work, he prays to every God, every spirit, every deity he's ever heard of.

Within a few minutes, much to his relief, your eyes open.

You look at Hyunjin alarmingly.

"You..You're his brother." You say, almost as if accusing him of a crime, "Aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm Hyunjin." He seats at the foot of the bed, "How are you feeling?"

"Fine. But my head hurts real bad." You reply, "Where's Minho? That bastard gave me a bitter drink and disappeared!"

Hyunjin notices your hopeful gaze go from the ceiling of the room to his face and then to his outfit. The mourning outfit.

"Why are you in mourning? And why are you wearing that badge with a dove on it?" Your voice is alarmed and you immediately sit up.

You remember Minho had once told you that the dove badge worn by the Royal family implies a death of a member of the Royal bloodline.

"Is Minho okay?" Your words are almost a whisper.

"Well, y/n, it's a little complicated, I will be honest but if you come with me now and trust me on this-"

"Why the fuck does every keep on asking me to trust them? What is going on? Either let me die in peace or let me leave this palace! I cannot take this anymore. And, for the love of God, would you tell me if Minho is okay or not?"

"He's alive." Hyunjin sighs, " Everyone thinks he committed suicide last night. The city is mourning the death of their crown prince. "

You're confused, "But he's alive, right?"

Hyunjin manages a smile, "Yes, he's alive. He staged his death and is waiting for you by the river bank. "

You jump out of the bed at once, heart pounding against your chest.

"Take me to him, please."

The river bank is the most beautiful place in the city, filled with shops and tourists and traders and singers and life. It's beautiful. Unlike your room in the brothel, which was as lifeless as anything could get.

The only one who made that room lively was Minho.

Minho who taught you to play cards, Minho who once beat up a customer because he was harassing you, Minho who promised he'd give anything to get you out of that hell hole.

Minho who loved you.

Now, Minho stands by a boat, wearing a straw hat and gripping his sword tightly. Taylor stands beside him, a brown package in her hands.

And when Minho's eyes meet yours, you run to him as if he'd run away if you didn't, disappear into thin air, leaving you alone in that cold dark room once again.

And oh! Minho is so warm as he wraps you in his embrace. He's warm like the sun on the coldest winter morning, warm like a cup of tea, warm like a freshly baked cookie. He's warm and he's yours.

"What..what is going on?" You sob into his embrace, "Please, will you stay with me? Minho, please?"

Minho is crying too, which is surprising because you've never seen him cry. Upset maybe , but crying never.

Yet here he is crying like a newborn baby, crying because a part of him knows he's managed to save you somehow.

"I'm not leaving okay?" He says, still crying, caressing your cheeks, "We're gonna go far from this city. We're never coming back okay?"

You can only nod as Taylor gently pats your head.

"This is a farewell gift. From me." She smiles at you, handing you the package, "It's a wedding dress that I made. I hope you can wear it when the day comes."

And you're crying again. But this time, you're crying into Taylor's embrace. It's hard leaving behind someone who loved you like a sister.

"We'll write to you. We promise. As soon as we find a proper place to stay, we will write to you both. " Minho says, to Taylor and to his brother.

"Sorry for burdening you with this country. " Minho whispers when Hyunjin hugs him, "I hope you forgive me someday."

"Bullshit. Really, I've always wanted to kill you and get this crown for myself. You only made my job easier." Hyunjin jokes, patting Minho's back.

Minho chuckles. The boatman catches his eye and points to the sun.

"We should get going now, y/n. They'll be holding a prayer in the afternoon and we cannot risk anyone seeing us before we leave."

You nod, kissing Taylor's head softly, holding her gift close to your chest.

"Do visit us sometime." You say to both of them and they nod in unison.

Minho helps you on the boat and hands a few coins to the boatman.

The soft current of the river pushes your boat farther away from the shore, Taylor and Hyunjin wave goodbye to you. You feel horrible leaving behind the city of your birth. You feel empty and cold.

But Minho wraps his arms around you and the coldness vanishes. Minho is warm, and from now on, he's only yours.

4 years later.

"Your baby is fucking killing me, Minho." You groan as you get up from the sofa in your bakery.

You'd been sitting and munching on cookies for way too long perhaps.

"Hey, don't curse in front of the baby." He hushes you, caressing your bump. You feel the baby kick again.

You both laugh.

"Come on." He takes you by the hand and drags you to the sofa once again, ignoring all your protests.

Ever since you'd entered the seventh month of your pregnancy, Minho refused to let you do any work. And by any, you meant any work that involved physical activity.

In the mornings, he forced you to watch him sweep the floors whilst you made him breakfast. In the afternoons, he forced you to sit at the cash counter of your bakery and watch him bake stuff tirelessly while you interacted with the customers.

In the evening, he gives you snacks while he cleans up the bakery for tomorrow.

In the night, he holds you close while he whispers sweet nothings into your ears.

It was a routine but you'd come to love this routine.

You wouldn't trade it for the world.

"What are you thinking?" He pulls you closer and plants a kiss on your lips.

"Just something. " You reply, embarrassed.

"Tell me, love. What is it?"

And how could you ever say 'no' to him if he used that tone on you?

"Well, I was thinking," you mindlessly fiddle with his fingers, "Do you ever regret giving up the throne for me? I mean, you're royalty. And here you are washing dishes and baking cookies every day. You could have lived a lavish life, you know."

You sound sad, guilty even.

Minho chuckles at you. But doesn't say anything.

Instead, he pulls your face closer and kisses you. Passionately. Softly. Lovingly.

When he pulls away, you feel breathless.

"Does that answer your question?" His sincere eyes look into yours, his hands on your belly, "I wouldn't trade this for the world."

You pull him back in for a kiss because that's all you'd ever wanted to hear.

And because Minho is warm and he smells like cookies and he's yours.

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🥣 the cat you guys adopted years ago helps fix ur long lost relationship?! (1.4k) genre: exes 2 lovers, fluff warnings: finan crisis, death of fam mem, pet names hee x fem!reader

It was almost as if it was just yesterday when Heeseung decided to drop the question of asking you to be his girlfriend. Maybe it was that rush of adrenaline that you obtained from feeling the sparks fly every moment you were with him, urging you to say yes in the moment without thinking.

It’s been 3 years now, and you’re right where he left you, lovesick and heartbroken.

It was just 2 months into the relationship that he decided to break up with you, never leaving an explanation behind on why he did what he did.

In the early stages of your relationship with Heeseung, you guys had adopted a kitten together. A kitten you guys both called family to, naming him Ddongsik the day he arrived home. Since Heeseung left, it wasn’t only you who had missed him, but the now grown Ddongsik had too.

Ever since that evening that tore apart the hearts of you and Ddongsik, Ddongsik had eaten and slept less, fueling your worries as his mom. You’ve booked many appointments with veterinarians, to find out that the problem of him missing his owner must be solved now, before things were going to be taken into the worst possible turn.

So now here you were, looking through the contacts in your phone to find his number, finding the contact “Heeseung '' in a few scrolls. You still sit here in the dimly lit apartment in shock that you were about to text the man that had confused your heart, leaving without notice. There were many possibilities that you might not even earn a response from him, but it was worth everything for the cat that was laying on your lap.

YOU: this is probably so weird and awkward texting you here in such a time period, but are we able to meet up? Ddongsik misses you!

HEESEUNG: Sure. I’ll meet you at the old park we used to go to.

A few days had passed since your conversation with Heeseung, and now you were at the park he requested to meet you at, sitting on a mahogany painted bench with Ddongsik in your lap.

“You miss dad don’t you?,” petting the head of the smoke colored cat.

Staring into the distance, fixating your glare on the beautiful sun, you waited. Only for a few moments in, your mini view of the sun was gone as a tall male figure blankets your sight of the sun.

The smoke-colored cat was thrilled to see its previous owner, its eyes sparkled with excitement as if they held all the stars in the sky.

He walked over to the mahogany bench you sat on with Ddongsik in your lap, taking a seat. There was a long moment of silence between the two of you. Was it time to blame for such silence? No one knows.

"The view is so lovely today, " he says, admiring the sun and unable to meet your gaze.

You nodded slightly, avoiding eye contact with him.

Years ago, just before the start of your relationship, you were introduced to each other through the group of friends that each of you guys were from. Heeseung remembers vividly many years later how captivating your smile and personality were, making him manage to develop feelings for you just the first day you guys met.

He could have sworn he would do anything for you to be by his side forever. With the problems he was going through during that time, it would be best for you to refrain from being a part of his life for the time being. He had thought long and hard about the decisions he had to make that day to avoid being such a burden to you. He ended up deciding to let you go.

It was the best way Heeseung had thought, looking back to regret such decisions after he progresses daily with a missing piece of his heart.

You interrupt the awkward silence to revert the focus to Ddongsik.

“Ddongsik has been sleeping and eating less. I called every doctor I could available and made every appointment that I could get. They all said Ddongsik is currently facing extreme sadness and that the only way for him to recover was to cure it, and I thought hard above all reasons, and I think that because he misses you, such problems started to occur.”

He says nothing but goes on to reach his hand out to pet the smoke-colored cat on the head, letting out a soft smile with saddened eyes.

“How have you and Ddongsik been?”

“Hmm. I have been traveling with my family for some time now. I graduated, got my teaching credentials, and now I am a professor at a prestigious university. Ddongsik has just been here, sad since you left.”

As you talk about your achievements during his absence, he feels a mix of sadness and nostalgia. He remembers the day you both graduated from high school and started attending the same university, but things fell apart after a few months. He's saddened by the fact that he couldn't be there to share in the happiest moments of your life and help take care of your beloved cat, who was like family to you both.

“So much has changed in the past years, especially between us," he says, bringing the cat into his lap.

“Yeah. Enough of me. How have you been hee?”

“Well, a few days after we broke up, my mom passed away. I then lost everything. I went into a financial crisis because my mom was the name under everything. I had to work many jobs to gain everything back. "I found it difficult to show my vulnerability, so I decided to let you go. However, I deeply regret such a decision now."

As he recounted his experience, you felt a profound sadness. Even though you couldn't empathize based on your own life, he had been your partner and always will be. You extended a hug to him, doing your best to console him as tears filled his eyes.

You both enjoyed each other's company as the sun began to set and continued to do so for a while.

As he breaks away from the hug, he finally asks a question that had been on his mind during the time you were apart.

"I have a question to ask you if that's okay."

"Of course, go ahead."

"It's not urgent, and it's okay if you decline."

"Heeseung, I wouldn't decline without even knowing what you're going to ask."

"Is there still a place for me in your life?"

You were taken aback by the question and paused for a moment. Your entire body froze, from your mouth to your movements. Perhaps it was because you developed trust issues after he left you three years ago. Even though you loved him and were certain of your feelings, you couldn't help but wonder if he was here to stay or if he was going to leave again.

You stammered, "I... I don't know what to say, Heeseung."

"Please don't feel rushed, but I want you to know that my feelings for you haven't changed, and I regret what I did three years ago. Instead of ending things abruptly, I should have communicated what I was going through. I'm willing to wait for you until you're ready."

Feeling overwhelmed by the unexpected confession, he turns his attention to playing with Ddongsik. He reassures the feline that he will be a responsible and devoted caregiver, promising to never leave again.

As you thought about his question, a silence settled between you two. You were lost in your thoughts until Heeseung's voice broke the silence. Looking up, you saw him standing against the darkened sky.

"It's getting late. Let me take you home with Ddongsik.”

As he prepares to leave and shields Ddongsik from the cold breeze, you grab his wrist. He turns to face you.

"I want you to know that you hold a big place in my heart. Despite your sudden departure, my love for you has never wavered. Everywhere I go, I see you. My feelings for you remain strong, and I believe you, as the owner of my heart, would understand that better than anyone else."

"Are you willing to restart our relationship?" he asks, gazing at you with innocent eyes resembling Bambi's.

"I'm not sure. Maybe."

"Please don't tease me, Yn," he groans.

"Yn is too formal. Remember how we addressed each other before?"

"Of course, Baby."

You laugh and smile in response.

Maybe, the universe overlooked the relationship between you guys and petties it. Who would ever know? But to be back in the pair of arms that both you and Ddongsik had called home is the most pleasant feeling any lover could ever feel, and you're glad that the lover was you.

— NET. @kflixnet @k-labels @enhanet @hyfenet PERM TLIST. @yenqa @zaannnaaaa @kpopstanmeg @flwoie

C TALKS. first fic,, we cheered, don’t be too harsh 🙁 !! reblogs and feedback is greatly appreciated <33 if ur reading this :)) ily lovely beta readers ygs helped a lot @flwrshee @chiyuv @haerinz @luvistqrzzz

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EXPERIMENT 56 [your time is coming] sequel | PART 4 |

AVATAR MASTERLIST | EXPERIMENT 56 masterlist

PAIR: Neteyam x Human reader. ( a mix of human and Navi )

Other pairs: Quaritch x reader (platonic) , sully fam x reader.

SUMMARY: Y/N thinks she has a peaceful life with her new family. But a sudden visitor is about to change her life and her family's life.

WARNINGS: 18+, the characters are aged up 20's, a little violence, don't worry no one dies, Y/N and neteyam being parents , Bestie stuff, Family moments.

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4

Note: I hope you like this chapter, it's a little longer than the last one, so enjoy it. I want to know what you think. Also…I will be answering the requests in my inbox. I have a lot…thanks!!!

The night passed very slowly, the events that had happened had put the whole family on alert. Less than 20 feet away was your father's greatest enemy. This made Jake nervous, he could understand your concern and he could also understand that he could not get involved in Mo'at's choice. Besides you were the next Tsahìk, your interpretations should be taken seriously. But this did not take away how worried he was. He could barely sleep, well neytiri and jake didn't sleep at all that night. On the other hand, you were cuddled up against neteyam's chest, he had his hands wrapped around your body. His breathing was quite calm, even though it took him a long time to fall asleep. You calmed him down by telling him that you weren't going anywhere, but your head couldn't stop thinking. You knew you had disappointed your father, but how could you not follow what eywa was telling you…it wasn't you. It was…her.

You managed to close your eyes and rest. You had to take the opportunity, noah't was very quiet tonight. So you hug more of neteyam's chest and fall asleep. On the other side of the village, Miles was lying on one of the beds Mo'at had prepared for him. It felt so strange, this was nothing like his usual environment. Everything was so…wild. He looked at how the inside was made of bedding, branches and dried skins. The containers that according to what he had learned in several days contained medicine, food or water. He could also see what little light there was from a small fire that Mo'at had in his hut, it was still lit and this allowed him to see everything. Even the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway. "Hey…you" says Miles, catching the boy's attention. This one peeks out, and quickly Miles recognizes him, it's one of sully's boys.

"What do you want?" asks lo'ak, jake had ordered him to stand guard at Mo'at's hut. Lo'ak watched as Miles slowly sat down. " Is there…a bathroom here?" asks the man, Lo'ak chuckles to himself. " No" Lo'ak speaks up, shifting his gaze and returning to his previous position.

"Hey kid…I need to go, I'm not kidding" miles voice sounds rather calm, not demanding or oppositional. Lo'ak sighs a little, and approaches the man. And takes him by the arm. " I'm going to take you to the forest…you'll do your stuff. And we come back here. Understood?" says Lo'ak with a serious voice, Lo'ak was almost the same size as Miles, and he could see himself bigger and more muscular than him. It was true that Miles trained in the gym, but this guy was 24/7 in a natural gym. So he felt a little intimidated, adding that he was hurt. It wasn't worth the fight. So he agreed and let the boy lead him to the edge of the forest.

"If you try to escape…I'll put this arrow through your neck" lo'ak raised his bow slightly and threatened the man. Miles swallowed hard and did his business quickly. One thing he noticed was how uncomfortable his current outfit was, he felt naked and exposed. But no way…you'd found these clothes for him. So somehow he tried to get comfortable and let the boy know he was done. Lo'ak dragged him to the hut, when he arrived he sat down quickly on the makeshift bed.

"Your…sister. Y/N…she's with that guy? What's his name?" asks Miles, this makes Lo'ak's tail twitch. What is he trying to suggest? Lo'ak turns quickly, and looks at him grumpily. " Yes…she is with her mate and child. They are resting" says lo'ak, without saying anything else and trying not to keep talking to the man, he leaves the hut and stands at the entrance. What is that man thinking about you? Why is he asking such strange questions?

Morning came quickly, and it was very cold. So you snuggle more into neteyam's chest. You can feel him turn to get closer to you, and breathe in more of your scent. You lift your head a little, to give him a kiss on the cheek. You feel his hands tighten around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He practically had you wrapped around him, his whole body covering you. You were grateful for this… because sometimes this weather was too cold for you. "Neteyam… good morning" you speak, adjusting yourself more in his grip. Neteyam groans a little, you knew that nothing was going through his head at the moment, you only hear his little moan. "It's too early" you hear the man speak, as he settles more on your body as he purrs. You laugh a little, as you let him adjust and caress on top of you. 3 days… sure, that's what he has. You're still asleep, but you can finally understand neteyam's aggressive behavior. I mean… it's not like your partner wasn't overprotective or had no temper. On the opposite, but in his natural state he used to be calmer and think things through before doing them. He listens to you and almost always follows your suggestions. Now you understand his behavior the night before, in another time neteyam would be upset, but not like that.

You listen as he continues to purr and drag his hands over your thighs. Lifting them a little to raise them a little above his waist. Leaving soft kisses on your neck and jaw. "Ma neteyam… are you feeling better this morning?" you ask, as you feel how the man is moving down your chest until he reaches your breasts. "I can't be mad at you…you know that, right?" says neteyam between giggles. You laugh softly, feeling how he was slowly moving from your chest to your stomach leaving kisses and bites. "What do you say we have breakfast earlier?" says neteyam, as he bites you on the side of your hip. You laugh, and stroke his hair. You let your head fall back, letting neteyam start to slide into your crotch. You could see his cute little tail, wagging slowly and making quick movements. Ready to…

But the moment was interrupted when you hear your father enter your hut. You quickly separate neteyam, and he quickly climbs up to his previous place. You might be in your 20s, but you still felt like children when your parents were around. You had to talk to your father about this, jake couldn't just walk into your hut like it was his. You see in the back was your mother, and she was joined by tuk. "Hey…you can't just walk in like that" says neteyam separating from you, as he sat down sleepily, well…he was pretending to be sleepy. "Of course we can, besides we are in a moment of crises" says Jake, you follow Neteyam and get up to take a look at the area where your baby was. Neytiri already had him in her arms. Noah't was still asleep, but you see how your mother is placing him on her chest and kissing his hair. You get down from the hammock, and walk to your mother. "Dad…I know. But please, we were sleeping" you say, but you see how your father is ignoring you.

Jake had already begun to inspect your entire hut, looking at every corner that he considered ill-prepared. "Son…these walls are weak and you need to put something more secure at the doorway," Jake says, approaching Neteyam. He was still sitting in the hammock rubbing his eyes. He also didn't want to come down yet because he was waiting for his growing excitement to go away. You knew he was mortified. You look at him and give him a smile and he sticks his tongue out at you. You let your father continue to claim neteyam, while you sit on the floor. Right next to Neytiri and she hands you your baby. "Here sweetie… he's hungry" your mother speaks as she places noah't on your chest. She could be upset, she didn't mind wanting to go and kill Quaritch right now. But she was still so gentle with you and her grandson. This touched your heart, you knew she was upset and disagreed with you, but still showed you all her support. Shit…your mother needed a break. You settle closer to her, to rest while you feed the youngest member of the family. She cuddles you with one arm. Tuk sits next to you, to play with her nephew's feet. Tuk is still little, so her mission in life was for this baby to grow up fast and become her best friend.

"Hello" says lo'ak entering the hut. "no…if you want you can start moving in here" says neteyam getting up and stretching. Lo'ak walks over to his brother and copy him. "are you serious? Because I like your home" he jokes with his brother, and his brother punches him in the arm. Both boys were about to start playing, until Kiri's head peeks over the edge of the door. "May I?" she looks at you, you raise your hand and give her a sign to come in. If anyone could walk into your home without asking permission, it was kiri. The girl enters and walks towards you. Greeting her mother and you. To then sit down next to tuk. "Come on…you idiot" says lo'ak pushing his brother, while neteyam had him held under his arm. "You can't handle me" jokes neteyam. Jake walks over to the boys, and grabs them by the arm. "you two control yourselves…can't you see we're on alert. SIT DOWN!!!" yells jake, lo'ak and neteyam walk over to sit right next to you. Jake follows them as well, and joins the circle.

Everyone was there, they always were. No matter if it was a bad time they were always united. "Family… thanks to Y/N we have our enemy in our area" says lo'ak imitating his father's voice. You can't contain your laughter and start laughing out loud. As do your other siblings. "Hey… control yourselves!!!" says jake annoyed, but even he can see how neytiri also laughs a little. Sometimes he could be really scandalous. "But lo'ak is right…the enemy is in our territory" says jake, and the laughter subsided. Until there was silence. "Y/n… you say you found him, and he's alone are you sure about that?" your father asks you.

"Yes, I told you…they all died and he was the only one who survived. I found him alone in the jungle myself. He was about to die," you say.

"You would have let him die alone in the jungle" says Neteyam annoyed, you knew his annoyance was not with you. You groan a little, and shuffle your head. "Neteyam…eywa don't want that, you still don't understand. This is something none of us can control" you speak, looking at your father. He hasn't taken his eyes off you.

"And how are you so sure? How do you know it's not the same man who tried to murder the whole village? "Jake raises his voice a little. "MA JAKE" shouts Neytiri, chastising her mate. She knew that she always had to respect eywa's decisions, and that she always had to trust the Tsahìk, Y/N was next in line. You had that gift and they had to respect it. Neytiri knew that jake's behavior at this moment was that of an overprotective father, and that even though Y/N was moving up in level, she would still be his little girl.

You put your head down, you respected your father, you couldn't respond to him…you knew that part of what you had done was wrong. But you couldn't ignore the call. You feel Kiri squeeze your hand, she was the only one who could understand this. "He saved my life when I was on that base, he took care of me and helped me. He didn't have to… but he did. I spent time with him and I knew him. And I swear" you move closer to your father to take his hand and place it on your chest. Jake is silent and can feel your heartbeat, it was quiet. As a little hand from his grandson squeezed his thumb.

" Dad…I swear he is someone else" jake is silent, as he sees the sincerity in your eyes. "Ma jake…your daughter is telling the truth" neytiri says, looking at her partner. Damn… Jake let go of your hand, and came up to kiss you on the forehead. Everyone stood there quietly, looking at each other. "I'll go and talk to Norm," Jake says. You watch as your father gets up and starts to walk out of your hut.

"Y/n…I'm going to trust you" says jake, as he walks out the door frame. You give your mother a look, and she pulls you closer to her. The hug was warm and comforting. "Spider helped you, didn't he?" asks neteyam, you had been so wrapped up in the conversation with your father that you barely noticed neteyam's change in mood. "How do you know?" you ask.

Neteyam laughs a little, but it was a sarcastic laugh. "No one told me…I just assumed" neteyam stands up. "He's always been after you…always" neteyam says. Neytiri gives the same smile neteyam did a moment ago, you settle back and look at your mother. "No…he didn't do anything. I forced him to go with me. I swear to you" you speak. Everyone looks at each other again, kiri moves closer to you. Taking your hands.

"Y/N…I believe you. I don't know if they do, but I trust you. I believe in you" kiri speaks. Your sister gives you a smile, you know she is sincere with her words. She always has been, if there was anyone you trusted blindly it was Kiri. But you can see the look on neteyam's face, he was planning something. You just sit there talking to Kiri and Lo'ak. Neytiri was next to you, noah't had already finished eating, so she had him on her lap. Playing with her grandson. But you notice how neteyam is getting ready to leave, he had put on his hunting clothes. "Today is not hunting day" says lo'ak, lying on the ground, looking up to see what his older brother is doing. "mmm I know, but I'm going to go practice" says neteyam, his voice sounding calm. But you knew that calmness wasn't normal, but you decide to ignore it. He was going through a lot right now and it was best to get a little distracted. Neteyam comes up to you and gives you a kiss on the cheek. And then to your son. "Careful" says neytiri, looking at her son and squeezing his shoulder. She always did this when she knew her sons were planning something. Neteyam laughs a little and says goodbye to his mother, and leaves the hut. "Did you see that he had his tail between his legs?" says tuk.

They all look at the girl, and then look at each other. It was true. Tail between her legs and ears back. "Mama?" you look at neytiri, who is looking intently at the exit of the hut. She laughs and pats your face, trying to calm you down. "Hey…calm down. Neteyam is like your father, he needs time alone to calm his mind and soul. He'll be fine," Neytiri speaks. You know she's trying not to worry you, but you don't have a good feeling. Still, you keep talking to your siblings. Kiri was next to you while lo'ak was lying in front of you. Tuk was next to your mother playing with noah't, the atmosphere was calm and serene.

Meanwhile in norm's lab:

"Well…technically Y/N could be right," says norm, trying to make some sense of his friend's claims. Jake had come out of the hut and went to talk to Norm. "She says…that he is someone else. That it's not the same person, how is that possible?" asks Jake again. Norm is sitting at his desk, he had heard about everything that had happened this morning, and he already knew his friend would be here any minute. "Jake…I don't know. We'll have to run some tests on Quaritch. I've got the equipment here, they can do some ultrasound and a CT scan. To find out what's going on, but I think you should trust what she's telling you" norm looks at his friend. He knows he's worried, he's worried too. "As hard as it is to believe, eywa has a great connection to Y/N. You should believe her" norm says.

Jake drags the back of his neck, and starts walking back and forth. Shit, he knows it's true. But he doesn't…he doesn't trust. He knew his daughter was right, but how could he trust a man who has tried to kill him so many times. Who has tempted the life of his family, how could he? Jake approaches Norm, "Let's get him in here…you're going to do all those things you said," Jake says.

"The CT scan and ultrasound" corrects norm, it may have been over 20 years and jake still doesn't understand more than half the things norm talks about. Norm gets up from the chair. " Let me get into my avatar body and meet you outside" says norm, walking to his booth. Jake came out of the lab. Perfect, all they had to do was convince mo'at to let them bring Quaritch into the lab. It wasn't going to be a difficult task or was it. Jake watches as norm approaches with his avatar body. "Well…let's go!!!" both men head towards mo'at's hut, and they weren't going to lie that they were afraid to confront the woman. Mo'at could be very intimidating. The two men arrive at Mo'at's hut, at the front of the entrance were two warriors that lo'ak had assigned to keep watch. They let the two men enter.

Miles was sitting down, Mo'at had handed him food. "You have to eat" the woman orders. Handing him a small basket of fruit. Miles accepts it, and examines the fruit. He takes the smallest fruit and begins to eat it, mmm it doesn't taste bad. At that he sees the two men entering the hut. Mo'at stands up. "What happened?" asks the woman looking at Jake. "We want to talk to you and…him?" says jake looking at Quaritch in disgust. Miles adjusts himself to stand straighter, the meds have done him a lot of good. He is amazed at the speed and ability to heal him so quickly. Norm steps forward and walks over to Quaritch, pulling out a small flashlight and shining it into the man's eyes.

"Hey…wait!!! That's annoying" says miles, while norm grabs the man's chin to stop him from shaking his head. "Don't move!!!" says norm, on one hand he wanted to see how his pupils were and if he was dehydrated. And for another he was getting a little revenge. "Open your eyes" orders norm, the man examines eyes, ears etc. " I see him fine" norm says, looking at mo'at. Mo'at sighs and taps norm on the shoulder " Of course he's fine, I healed him…and Y/N did a good job. In a few days he'll be as good as new" the woman says, readjusting a bandage that norm had moved. Jake sighs and walks over to mo'at. "I need to get him to the lab…norm wants to run some tests on them" jake says, norm opens his mouth. Of course jake wasn't going to say it was his idea, it was better to blame norm.

"What are they going to do to me?" asks miles, jake couldn't believe what he was seeing. If he was pretending to be someone else it was playing to perfection, because his attitude seemed to be someone else. He looked like someone else. "It's nothing dangerous…it'll only take about 2 hours. And then I'll bring him here" says Norm. Jake looks at the woman, who remains silent and observes the two men who were standing in front of her. They looked like two little boys waiting for their mother's permission. She ascends with the cadence. "but be careful… his bandages have to be touched with care" orders the woman, as she watches jake approach miles. "Well buddy…you're coming with us" says jake, taking Quaritch's arm to drag him with him, carefully of course. "hey you guys aren't going to do anything to me…are you" miles looks at the two men dragging him towards the door. Norm and Jake decide to keep quiet, but he can see the smiles on their faces. There was no lack of desire to throw Quaritch off some cliff.

They quickly arrived at the lab, it wasn't too far away. Upon entering they handed him an oxygen mask, and sat him on a table. Which Norm had already prepared before leaving. "Hey relax, we're not going to hurt you. Even if we wanted to," says Jake, sitting down in a chair that was left in front of the table. Norm had already started to get out his equipment. Quaritch was nervous, he was on his home territory alone and hurting. "Ok, we're going to run some tests on you…nothing out of the ordinary" Norm says, as he begins to put the testing tools on him. The tests went quickly, just as norm said. All the time jake was sitting there looking at Quaritch, if that man so the slightest attack movement, he was going to rip his head off in seconds.

"Why don't you sit over there? I'm going to talk to Jake in private," says Norm, motioning for Jake to follow him to a more private area of the lab.

"What happened? Did you find out anything?" jake asks, he can see norm's confused face. He was looking at the results papers and his face was worried. "you know…this neuroscience stuff is not my thing. But, I can tell there is some strange brain activity" norm looks at his friend. Jake is looking into his eyes confused. "What do you mean strange activity? That doesn't solve anything" jake stretches his arms out dramatically. "Hey, why don't we let Max get here…he knows more about this" norm tries to calm his friend down. Both men glance over at Quaritch, he is sitting on the edge of the table. Moving his feet, and looking all around. "He looks like a lost puppy," says Norm. "Yeah…a puppy that could attack us at any moment," says Jake, pushing his friend a little. This was not the time to feel compassion, for a stranger. Especially this stranger.

Meanwhile, not far from the lab. You had decided to go for a 'walk' with lo'ak, neytiri and kiri had stayed with noah't in your hut. And you gave lo'ak a look so that he would accompany you to go out and take a breath. Liar…you were going to go to mo'at's hut, neteyam had left and you knew he was far away. And this was your time to go visit Miles. Besides you would have the perfect excuse, you were not alone lo'ak was with you. So if your father said something or neteyam you would go out saying. -Lo'ak was taking care of me" was a perfect plan. On the other hand lo'ak knew nothing, he never knew about your evil plans and was always the main victim. The boy was behind you, telling you how one of the omaticaya boys had said something stupid and blah blah blah. He didn't stop, until you stopped near the mo'at hut.

"Don't…you dare" says lo'ak. Watching as you raise your head to look at him and throw a temper "Please…don't say anything. I'm just going to go in, check on him and leave. And that's it" you speak, giving lo'ak your best smile. "No, dad will be upset…and neteyam, I don't want to think what neteyam would do to me if he found out I let you see that monster" lo'ak says, crossing his arms. You hug him, and pretend to cry. "no…do whatever drama you want" lo'ak is firm in his decision. You move away from him and walk to stand behind him. Jumping a little to hold his queue. This makes lo'ak scream. "Let go of me!!!" shouts lo'ak, as he is forced to bend over." i'm coming in and you're not going to say anything!!!" you let go, and start walking towards the mo'at hut. Lo'ak stands there moaning and rubbing his queue. "AHhhh That hurt me!!!" lo'ak decides to stand there, waiting for you to come out.

You carefully walk in, expecting to see miles sleeping. But to your surprise there was no one there. You panic, something had happened to him and nobody told you anything. You were about to panic, when you hear mo'at. "Your father and norm took him away for tests or something. He'll be back soon" the woman was sitting in the corner of the hut, preparing more medicine. "And what tests was he going to do?" you ask. You watch as mo'at lifts his shoulders. "But will they do something…wrong?" you ask, mo'at can see your worried face. "don't worry honey. They will be coming back soon" mo'at speaks as he continues to work. You sigh and walk out of the hut.

You see that lo'ak is waiting for you so you walk towards him. "So? you found your prohibited love?" jokes lo'ak. You give him a punch. "Hey…don't say that. I care about him. But you know very well that my mate is neteyam" you yell as you take another punch at your brother. He was a jerk. "sorry… I was just joking" lo'ak laughed, but saw how your sight was lost somewhere. This one knelt down, and pulled you close to him to give you a hug. "Do you want to go swimming with our ilus?" asks lo'ak, he sees how you lift your head from his shoulder and laugh. "Yes…why not" you speak, accompanying lo'ak. It had been a long time since you had spent time as brother, much more than brothers you were best friends. You had to enjoy this time with him.

They arrived at the beach, you were running around, laughing like in the old days. Just like when you were kids, you quickly entered the water and called your ilus. Connect to them and they went out for a swim. "the last to reach the southern islet is…" lo'ak could not finish speaking because you had already started swimming with your ilu. You appreciated this moment very much, you swim and played for about 1 hour. When you reached the coast, you sat on the sand and talked. Both of you were lying down, and you were talking about everything a little bit. "And are you thinking of having another baby?" asks lo'ak. You almost choked on your own saliva. "You're crazy…I almost died with noah't" you laugh nervously. "Well…yes, but it would be nice to have another nephew" says lo'ak. You get up and sit down. You look at your brother, and he can see your mischievous grin. "And how about you and tsireya? Ah? I know you've gone to visit her and" you're tapping him on the stomach. Lo'ak got nervous. " no..I don't…stop it" lo'ak can't put the words together. " you have to work fast…I want a nephew" you joke. Lo'ak pushes you to lie down on the floor again. But the fun is short-lived, when you hear the hunting call of neteyam.

The coast was right next to the jungle, and every sound could be heard. "Did you hear that?" lo'ak looks at you, but he sees your eyes widen. That noise wasn't normal hunting, it was danger or announcing something. You get up quickly, and lo'ak follows in your footsteps. The two of you run into the jungle. On the other side…not far from your current location. There was neteyam with bow in hand, pointing at his victim…with a beautiful and dangerous arrow that his mother had passed down to him. The victim was small, but at the same time it was lethal, or so neteyam thought. He had his hunt right in front of him, with big eyes looking for help, he was sweating and his breathing was agitated.

"What did I say a year ago?" said neteyam, pointing at spider's head. He was on the ground. His basket of fruit had fallen to the ground and scattered everywhere. The boy could barely speak. His body was trembling. "I'll get her away from her," says spider. He sees how neteyam gets a smile on his face.

"Exactly" neteyam adjusts his bow more, ready to shoot.

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Evie's Basics/Introductions

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mattmurdocksscars · 1 year

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i put #mattmurdock idk why tumblr removed it😭

I got you fam. Tumblr is dumb sometimes.

"Breathe through your nose."

Warnings: inexperienced Reader, male receiving oral

Before you met Matt, you hadn't been very sexually active. You didn't have a long line of ex partners. Only one or two and very plain. Meeting Matt and subsequently dating him changed all that.

Not to say Matt was some sort of sex fiend. But he clearly had more experience than you and you didn't mind him teaching you new things. Not. At. All.

Especially since they were usually very pleasurable for you. The things that man can do with his tongue? There's certainly nothing holy about it.

But this time, you wanted to do something for him. Something you'd read about and had tried only a handful of times. Simply put, you wanted to suck his dick. You knew how pleasurable that could be for men and you wanted to give that to him. Matt worked so hard to take care of you, you wanted to reverse the positions for once.

So, you'd tentatively asked him to teach you. At first, he'd been a little concerned.

"You're only doing this because you want to, right? No one's made you feel like you have to?"

You'd reassured him that this was simply you wanting to please him. And that had lit his face up.

"Well, of you're sure, sweetheart..."

All of this lead to your current position. Matt was laid out on the bed and you were sprawled between his legs. He'd insisted on starting this way so that you could move at your own pace. You were getting better at sucking him off, but you wanted to take him deeper. But everytime you tried, you gagged.

"Easy, sweetheart. Don't push yourself too hard." Matt moaned. You pulled off to look up at him, replacing your mouth with your hand so he could continue having stimulation.

"But I want to take you deeper. I want to take all of you." Matt's hips bucked up into your hands at your words and he hissed.

"We don't- don't have to do everything in one night, sweetheart. We've got plenty of time." You pouted and dropped your mouth back to his cock. You took the tip in your mouth and swirled your tongue around it, just like he taught you. Matt's hips jerked again and he threw his head back.

"But I want to, Matty. Help me? Please?" He was helpless to your pleas and gave in, letting his hands come up and cup your head.

"I'm going to help guide you, okay? But you can pull off at any point." You nodded vigorously and took the tip of his cock into your mouth again. True to his word, Matt helped guide you until you got to the point where you gagged.

"Breathe through your nose, sweetheart. There you go. Fuck, you feel so good." Matt moaned his praise as you were finally able to take him deeper, nuzzling your nose into the curls at the base of his cock. Your victory was short lived, however, because Matt suddenly pulled you off him. Before you could even ask, he moaned and arched, cumming hard against his abs.

"Didn't- Didn't know if you'd want me to cum in your mouth and didn't have time to warn you. Sorry, sweetheart." Matt panted. You smiled sweetly at him and Matt moaned again as you scooped up some of his cum and put it in your mouth.

"That's sweet of you... and for the record, I swallow."

Matt wondered if he'd died and gone to heaven. That was the only explanation for how he'd ended up with someone like you.

Before you could do anything else, Matt flipped the two of you. He pinned you easily and smiled ferally.

"My turn."

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock smut #smut prompts #matt murdock x you

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"Kisses Make Everything Better" ~ S. Reid

Summary: Spencer and Y/N get taken hostage, he goes into sensory overload and they have to help him through it.

Pairing: Autistic!Spencer Reid x GN!Reader (i'm p sure no pronouns are used)

Word Count: 1,195

Content Warning: Y/N and Spencer do be kidnapped, mentions of guns, minor character death, mentions of hospitals, sensory overload/overstimulation, very mild swearing, lmk if i missed anything!

Genre: Angst to Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

Extra Notes: another crappy summary but i promise the imagine is written much better

Based On the Prompt: "Hair's Breadth from Death" - gun to temple (from 2022 Whumptober Prompts)

Originally Written: 10/07/2022

Beta Read By: @dungeons-are-too-cold and @theghouligan

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"Where did you take him?" she growled, grip tight around the gun in her hand.

"For the last time, Ruby, we don't know where your son is," I huffed. "Oliver was placed in foster care after your arrest. We don't know where he went or if he even has the same name."

My eyes darted over to Spencer. His chest heaved, tears brimmed his eyes, and his leg bounced as best it could through the restraints around his ankles.

I could tell Spencer was headed toward sensory overload, most likely caused by both the flex cuffs around his wrists and ankles and the volume of her shouting. One of Spencer's many sensory triggers was plastic, the texture he hated most. He had a couple sensory overload tells, but his most dominant tell was his fidgeting leg.

My face softened as I looked over him. I craved Spencer's touch constantly, but when I saw him in situations like this, I wanted to wrap him up tight and prove to him that things would be OK.

Ruby must've noticed my look of sympathy, prompting her to shout, "Hey, don't look at him! Look at me!"

My eyes flickered over to her, watching as she paced. Her face contorted from a look of anger to a look of curiosity as she paced over to Spencer.

"If you won't tell me where Ollie is," she said, sliding a singular bullet into the chamber, "then I'll just have to make you tell me."

Click!

"Ruby, don't do this," I pleaded. "What will Oliver think of his mother when he finds out she killed a federal agent?"

Spencer's chest heaved five times harder than it already was. "Please," he managed weakly, tears sliding down his cheeks.

"Tell me where he is."

I couldn’t take it anymore. "Ruby, I already told you a hundred times-"

Click!

"Y/N, please make her stop!" Spencer begged.

My mind raced as I attempted to find some way to calm them both. I thought through my options, trying to find something to give me leverage over her.

I knew I shouldn't, it was the one thing Spencer hated telling people about himself, but I knew it might work. I knew it might make Ruby take a step back and consider her son. "Ruby, he has autism."

She pressed the barrel to his skin, surely hard enough to cause an imprint. "No, he doesn't. You're lying."

"I'm not lying. He has autism, just like Oliver," I told her. "He’s going into sensory overload. You wouldn't do that to Oliver, would you? So please don’t do it to Spencer either."

She scoffed, her eyes rolling sarcastically. "You're just saying that so I'll feel bad."

"It's true," Spencer whimpered, "I got diagnosed last year, not long after you lost Oliver."

Click!

"Tell me where Ollie is," she demanded once more, still holding the gun close to Spencer's forehead.

"I already told you a million times, Ruby. We don't-"

"'Know where he is.' Yeah, I know. We've been over that song and dance before," she antagonized. "I'll put the gun down when you tell me where my son is."

I rolled my eyes at her, throwing my head back in frustration. "You wanna know where he is, Ruby?"

Her eyes lit up, her expression filled with sarcasm. "I was wondering when you'd get the message."

My eyes narrowed as she walked closer to me. I leaned up close to her face once she was close enough. "He's living with a nice family who could take way better care of him than your sorry ass ever could," I spat. "He's living with a nice family where the mom isn't a hit woman and the dad is actually in the picture."

BOOM!!!

My ears rang as a gunshot sounded off throughout the room. My eyes screwed shut as tears slid down my face.

"Are you two OK?" I heard a familiar voice ask from across the room.

I slowly opened my eyes, spotting Rossi and Morgan as they walked over to untie us. My mouth fell agape as I registered the fact that Spencer was still alive and breathing. "You're OK," I managed through shallow breaths.

"I'm OK," he confirmed. "What about you?"

Once Rossi had successfully untied me and Morgan had untied Spencer, we rushed over to each other, falling into each other's arms. "I'm OK now," I answered.

Spencer kept his distance during the ambulance ride to the hospital. Luckily, I was able to plead with the driver to keep the siren turned off for Spencer's sake, though I could tell the flashing of the light did nothing to ease his overstimulation.

Once we reached the hospital, I stayed close enough to Spencer to let him know I wasn't leaving his side. The nurse allowed me to share an exam room with him too after I explained our situation.

The room stayed mostly silent, save for us answering the doctors' questions. Spencer's heart rate was still extremely high, probably the result of him having difficulties with calming down after such high stakes situations.

Slowly, I stood from my seat, sitting down beside him on the exam table. "Are you OK?" I whispered.

He nodded slowly, avoiding eye contact with me. "Hey, do you think Rossi and Morgan heard what you said? A-about my diagnosis, I mean."

I exhaled, attempting to figure out how to answer his question. "I'm not sure."

"You don't think they'll make fun of me, do you?" he asked, his volume matching that of mine. "I don't want them to think I'm less capable in the field now that everyone's suspicions have been confirmed."

I held my hand close to his face, not touching him quite yet. "May I?"

He swallowed hard, but nodded nonetheless.

I pressed my hand to his cheek, wiping the remnants of his tears. "No one is going to think you're less capable. And if they did, I'd beat their ass for being ableist."

He cracked a small smile, his eyes finally fluttering up to meet mine. "Thank you."

"I love you, Spencer. I would've never said that if I hadn't thought it would help the situation. I thought telling her about your diagnosis might make her take a step back and think about her actions," I explained. "I'm sorry it didn't work as well as I'd hoped."

"I love you too," he whispered, leaning into my touch.

The room stayed silent for a moment, a comfortable silence I'd craved ever since we'd been taken hostage in the first place. I listened to his breathing, feeling a sense of serenity wash over me as I heard shallow breaths turn into deeper, calmer breaths.

"Y/N?" he spoke again after a couple minutes.

"Hmm?" I hummed, still running my thumb across the soft skin of his cheek.

"Can you kiss me?" he asked, his eyes immediately darting away. "I think it might help distract me."

I gave him a soft smile before leaning in, placing my lips on his. His lips were slightly cracked and dry, but I didn't care.

"Thank you," he whispered as he broke away.

"Of course," I smiled. "Kisses make everything better."

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i don't wanna talk about how much i hate the title of this aldjslshsksgajs

you know what i do wanna talk about tho? how much i love georgia and gracie 🫶🏻

bc they both saw the potential in this fic and gave me so many pointers on making this better for you guys. i just wanna give them both a lil shoutout. love u guys 🥰

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