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yuna542 · 1 year

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Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 5 <-

Part 6

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, under 18 DNI!, Smut, Suggestive Themes, Swearing, Fingering, Dry humping, mentions of sex, pet names

Word Count: 3k

Note: Yea… What can I say? Lee Know was my first Kpop Crush, so I really put my soul into this. So hear me out: I thought since your feedback is incredible, I wanted to give you something back. If you want to you can write suggestions/requests in the comments or dm me about what you'd like to read in the parts. If I like it I will think of something and include it in the story! So feel free to tell me your dirty (or sweet) little fantasies xD

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

"I finally want to see you dance live!", grumbled Lee Know as you emailed him his schedule for the day in the practice room.

"Maybe someday", you muttered as you skimmed over your messages.

“Stupid JYP with those stupid rules”, he sighed and you had to grin. You'd love to dance and maybe even do a livestream with Minho but the company probably wouldn't allow it. The Stream with Hyunjin was a spontaneous idea and you were sincerely happy that yet nobody from JYP had talked about it to you. You didn’t even know if they maybe had a talk with Hyunjin and you were sure, that he definitely wouldn’t tell you to protect you.

However one of the most important meetings was scheduled for this afternoon.

A meeting with a potential new sponsor and at the same time producer for the first music video of the comeback. So one of the most important meetings ever.

The first video had to work the way the guys imagined it and it was your job to make it work. It was essential that the new sponsor was on board.

To say you're nervous would be a massive understatement.

It was the first big meeting that you would have to do alone with Chan. Seungmin would also accompany you, which took some of the pressure off your shoulders. This was one thing you just couldn't mess up.

You just wanted to send Lee Know his appointments for today and skim them quick with him. The tasks consisted the meeting with a new choreographer and then discussing with DanceRacha whether their ideas for the choreography for the big video could be done as they wanted it or if they needed to work on it even more.

Hyunjin and Felix had both already written in your group chat that they were here at any moment and Jeongin was with them. As you walked into the room, Minho seemed to have been dancing all morning.

There were fine drops of sweat on his forehead and yet his skin was just glowing with freshness. Just like perfectly worked marble.

"The choreographer's name is Chun De-Jeong. His application was the most impressive and he has very good references. He sounded nice on the phone, too. But if you don't like something about him, just let me know and we'll find someone new”, you explained expertly and he smiled slightly.

"You really are the best manager we've ever had."

"I try my best", you replied, and that's when he sat down next to you on the sofa.

With that, you finished discussing his schedule as well.

"I've never seen you in a dress like that before...", he mused aloud, and right away you were tugging at the hem of the white fabric on your thigh.

"Is it too much? Do you think it would be better if I change?"

Concerned, you stroke the fine roses printed on the fabric. Directly, Lee Know shook his head, regretting his words.

"No. It's perfect. You are... It looks very cute. You look very beautiful", he said quickly, stumbling over his own words.

Actually, he couldn't take his eyes off the thin fabric the whole time, where it perfectly hugged your curves and sat firmly against your waist. Exploring your profile, Minho noticed from the moment you came in that you seemed tense and restless today.

"Hey, is everything okay?"

Quickly nodding, you shove your Ipad into your handbag next to the sofa.

"Yeah... Everything's fine. I'm just a little nervous about the meeting today."

"With that spoiled ass sponsor?"

You nodded again, kneading your hands restlessly in your lap. Carefully he puts one hand on yours and managed to cover both of your cramped hands with his.

Instead of a joke or a mean comment that you would have expected, his voice softened and he squeezed your hands reassuringly.

"You don't have to be nervous. Business people like that are often strange and not exactly sociable. They are assholes, but you're so adorable that he surely won’t refuse any of your wishes."

A worried sigh wrings itself from your throat and you finally managed to look him in the eye. Only now did he recognize the great concern on your face and moved instantly closer to you.

"What if I don't? What if I mess up and you lose a major sponsor because of me? They will fire me..."

His chocolate brown eyes seemed protective, eyeing you with such confidence that you wanted to snuggle up to him. He placed his other hand on your thigh and gently stroked it.

"You won't mess up. And even if it won't work out, we'll find another sponsor."

A soft laugh escaped you as he quoted you, and he too smiled in relief when he saw that energetic sparkle in your eyes again.

Minho was suddenly so gentle and caring in a way you had never witnessed. In front of the others, he always tried to appear tough and untouchable, always had a cheeky comment on his lips and seemed to let nothing upset him.

But right now his other side appeared. His touches were careful on your skin, as if he feared to break you and he was full of care. It’s a side of him that he reserved just for you.

You intertwined your hand with his and squeezed it gently. As you did so, your thighs were tight against each other and he gave you endless confidence with just that. He believed in you and that alone was such a big ego boost.

Your heart began to melt and your eyes were automatically on his engaging lips.

"Thank you Lino. That really helped. I didn’t know you could be so soft.”

Suddenly his facial expression changed. He looked confused, as if he had woken up from a dream, and quickly smiled again in amusement.

"That being said, you have Chan with you. He's gotten each of us out of trouble several times."

There he was again. The tough Lee Know, and he wondered to himself why he had suddenly gone so soft. It was your mere presence that made him protective. He enjoyed feeling your warm skin and seeing the happy twinkle in your beautiful eyes.

In fact, he managed to make you laugh again and it sounded better than music to his ears.

"Don't worry too much. We definitely won't give you back, kitten."

His hand squeezed your own protectively and it touched you that he dropped his walls in front of you. Without thinking, you leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

You just could not have expressed your gratitude with words.

However, he froze completely and before you could pull away, he grabbed your face rougher than he wanted to. Firmly, he pulled you closer and it took you a few seconds to realise that his lips were already on yours.

Overwhelmed, you clenched your hands until you could feel his pleasant grip on your hip. The other hand was on your cheek and when you finally understood, you put all the desire and concern into the kiss.

At first he was slow, savoring every second until he took your lower lip between his teeth and let his tongue brush over it. As soon as you opened your lips a little, he pushed his tongue into your mouth and deepened the kiss with his whole body.

He seemed like an addict who couldn't get enough and became more and more impetuous. He tasted like a heady mix of sweet strawberries and spicy mint.

Finally he grabbed you by the hips and pulled you onto his lap, where he didn't stop licking his tongue into your mouth. Your hands went into his hair and tugged on his strands. His hands went on a ramble, pushing your dress up until he could firmly grip your ass.

A small squeak of pain escaped you as he squeezed tightly and you felt the corners of his mouth lift at your lips despite your eyes being closed.

"You even purr like a little kitten", he growled and you were completely caught in a trance of arousal and passion as he began to spread wet kisses on your collarbone. He sucked on your skin and pushed you demanding against his lap.

The little sighs and your tensed face made the blood rush between his legs and he wanted to fuck you right there against the couch. But he also loved to tease you until you would whimper and beg him to fuck you senseless. That made the painful erection in his pants much more worth it. His hand lightly brushed your thigh dangerously close to your core.

His tongue licked along your collarbone, down to your cleavage, where he slowly pulled the fabric down and worked on your soft skin so intensely with his mouth that you feared just coming from it on his lap.

The bruises Hyunjin had sucked into your skin were almost gone and Minho wanted to make sure, to mark you again so that the other members would see it. He wanted them to know that you were already his little toy and that they had to make a great effort, to get to him.

Overwhelmed, you felt his bulge feel frighteningly large beneath you and immediately you wanted to see if it was really as immense as it felt on your covered pussy. The straps of your white dress fell off your shoulders and Minho's hands kneaded the flesh on your ass so hard that you would definitely get bruises. But that only fueled the arousal in your whole body.

"Admit it, Kitten! You only put on that cute slutty dress to drive me crazy!", he murmured against your skin, and everything about him made you dizzy. A hard hiss escaped him and he looked up at you with an exited bliss in his eyes.

“Damn didn’t thought you’re so fucking needy, Baby.”

With questioning eyes you let your fingers go trough his soft hair.

“What?”

“You’re grinding on me”, he explained and kissed the heated skin of your almost bare tits.

Suddenly, you became aware of your own body, feeling him underneath you and trying to feel as much of him as you can. You feel pleasant heat spread through your body, pooling together between your legs where you were far too effected by the feeling of his erection beneath you and somehow you still couldn’t make yourself stop, even though he looked at you with a teasing smile.

“Oh god. I’m sorry”, you murmured against his neck, but then, you felt his hands wrap around your hips further, fingers digging into the side of your ass, and you realised he’s helping you guide your hips.

He smelled so good that you just couldn’t stop rolling your hips against his.

“No need to apologise. That’s so fucking hot”, he growled and pulled your chin back, to kiss you deeply, while he pushed you even further against his hard bulge.

”That’s it, there you go“, he said softly as you moan into his mouth and started to move your hips against his length and you couldn’t stop yourself from whimpering, when the only thing between your clit and his dick was the thin fabric of your clothes.

Suddenly his voice is right by your ear and snaps you out of your aroused trance, so close it sends shivers down your spine:

”You should have told me you like dry humping my dick this much. Fuck, it makes me so hard, can you feel that, kitten?“

You could just nod and get flustered by his words.

Your behaviour was so messy and desperate, even Minho started to lose himself and he kissed you as if he’s never kissed before. It’s more tongue and teeth than needed, tasting you and moaning into your mouth when your tongue meets his. It shouldn’t feel as good as it does. Someone could come in an catch you, how you pounce on each other like heated teenagers, but the hurried kisses make your head feel like it’s spinning.

It hasn’t been long, you know that, but you’re already started to get close. Like with Hyunjin, you felt things that you never had experienced before. There was something about these boys that made you go crazy and they definitely knew what they were doing.

Even though your underwear and his sweatpants were seperating you from feeling him, there was something so intense about this and about Minho that it hardly mattered, and you knew it won’t be long until he would get you making a mess in your panties.

Unable to keep up with how good it felt, luckily Minho still had a hold on you, and when he noticed that it’s getting more difficult for you to keep composed, he gripped your flesh even harder.

Embarrassed you hid your face in the crook of his neck as he guided you by the hips harder and harder against his hard dick. With one hand he pulled you back by the nape of the neck so that you had to look at him while you dry humped him like a kitty in heat.

"No hiding! I wanna see every adorable flustered expression you make!”, he demanded with a harsh tone, both of you trying to pull the other closer for more stimulation. Your hands still groped and scratched at eachothers skin as you desperately grinded on eachother.

He slipped one hand to your throbbing cunt and started to circle your clit, while you tried to get more friction. He was so hard by now that your mere movements on his dick almost made him come. But he did force himself to calm down because he just wanted to work you to an orgasm and see your beautiful face tensed with desire just for him.

”Don’t stop!“, he ordered and his harsh tone made you whimper.

”I want you to be good and cum for me like this, okay? Can you do that, kitten?“

As soon as he hit the sensitive part of your clit directly with his fingers, a naughty moan escaped you and you started to ride your cunt so hard against his cock that you had to claw your fingernails into his back.

“Fuck… Minho”, you cried and couldn’t think of something else than your high which was announced by the tremendous heat in your lower abdomen.

"Aw, you like that, baby?", he chirped with a growl and guided your hips so that he would still hit all your sweet spots through the fabric. You nodded, unable to speak, rocking your hips even harder against him and his fingers.

He pushed his fingers against your clit and noticed how your body tensed. Directly he accelerated the intensity and held your face tightly again with one hand in front of his so he could look at your teary eyes, swollen lips and aroused expression as he worked you to your orgasm with just the snapping of his hips and his hand. You wanted him as close as possibly and somehow this, his mouth mere millimeters from yours, swallowing your breath, wasn’t enough.

“I’m gonna cum…”, you whimpered and he hold your face even rougher, digging his fingernails into your soft cheeks.

“Look how easy it is to turn you into the neediest, sluttiest mess, kitten”, he growled and pressed you firmly onto his throbbing dick. The wet spot on his pants was already as big as a hand, but he couldn’t care less.

“Oh I can’t wait to fuck that soaked little cunt till you cry my name all night!“

Your hands clawed for some type of, literally any, support on his shoulders while he grabbed your ass harsh.

„Be a good little slut and come for me!“, he demanded and his words twisted your mind.

Eventually you got so caught up in the moment you won’t even were able to stay focused on talking, and he started thrusting up, meeting your hips so you didn’t have to do any work. It’s this that finally does it for you, his hands holding you and his hips meeting yours and you automatically imagine how he would fuck you like this. You wanted more and more, caught up in his scent, his words and his body and finally your orgasm crashed over you.

He helped you to ride your high out and gently brushed his hand over your back.

"Feel better now?", he asked and kissed each corner of your mouth.

„Yes… Thank you, Minho.“

A little huff escaped your lips, while you still rubbed your overstimulated pussy against his length. The friction felt too good to stop, even though your soaked cunt was now extremely sensitive. He laughed lightly and ran his hands through your hair as you let your lips brush over his neck

„Greedy but polite. I like that“, he teased and kneaded your ass again. He couldn’t get enough of the perfect curves and the softness of your skin against his fingertips.

„I want you to fuck me, Minho“, you mumbled against his skin and kissed the sensitive spot on his neck beneath his ear. He instantly got goosebumps and in response he moved your hips again more firmly against his now painful hard length.

He would not and could not wait any longer. He longed to sink into your wet core and fuck you so hard until you begged him to stop. Therefore, he reached for his waistband and pulled it down. With a liberated gasp, his boner popped out and you had to bite your lower lip when you realized that it was even bigger than it had felt through the fabric. He would split you open, but you didn't care. Impatiently he pushed your panties aside and as he slipped into your aching core with just the tip, you already felt, how he stretched you out. Slowly you grinded your hips against his, gasping as only his tip filled you painfully good.

You were so dizzy that you almost didn't notice how the door to the practice room were opened and Hyunjin, Jeongin, and Felix walked in.

It wasn't until Minho glanced over your shoulder in annoyance. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw the boys staring at you over your shoulder.

Hyunjin looked at you with a amused, yet unsurprised grin. Felix stared open-mouthed at your naked ass with the white thong on that Minho still had a firm grip on, and Jeongin looked perplexed but definitely aroused by the way you ass was wiggling and grinding against his friends dick.

In fact, the three were more than grateful to have burst into this situation.

"Can't you knock?", Minho spat at them, leaning his forehead against the crook of your neck to breathe in your sweet scent once more. His tip was already in your cunt and he considered, if he should just don‘t give a fuck about the others and push himself all the way into you. If he did that, he'd probably fuck you in front of them too. He already had to fight against his desire but your shocked face made him weak.

Hectically, you tugged your dress back down and adjusted the straps on your shoulders, while he slowly slipped out of you and tugged his dick into his pants.

"We've been knocking, calling and messaging", Felix said meekly, unable to get the image of Minho's hands all over you out of his head and immediately imagining what it would be like to have you sitting on his lap like that, riding his dick and moaning his name.

He cleared his throat and stared at the floor, trying not to get a boner in front of everyone like a needy little schoolboy.

"Yeah... but you seem to have been too busy. Obviously…”, Hyunjin said and his smile was breathtaking.

Minho let you off his lap only after a short resistance and cursed his members quietly. Jeongin was still frozen, looking at you as if you had just flown from heaven to earth.

Embarrassed, you fixed your hair, not resisting Hyunjin's intense gaze. To Felix, you almost wanted to apologize as his head glowed so much you could barely distinguish it from the red walls.

"You guys have to fuck everything up", Lee Know grumbled, leaning forward so they couldn't see the wet spot and the huge bulge in his sweatpants directly.

"We're really sorry, but we need you, Lino. We need to finally start working the choreography out."

Even though Hyunjin's eyes continued to rest on your boobs, he spoke normally to Minho. Gradually, your heartbeat calmed down and you tried to ignore what just happened. They almost caught you, fucking in the practice room. Anyone could have come in but Minho didn’t seem to care at all.

"You look stunning by the way, Jagi", Hyunjin said then and pulled you close to his chest. With his hands lingering on your back, he kissed you quickly. He just couldn’t resist you. The kiss was short but intense and you returned his smile with rosy cheeks.

"Yes. The dress is beautiful on you", Felix agreed and his cuteness sent butterflies in your stomach.

"Thank you. You guys are really sweet."

Jeongin still couldn't get a word out and shoved his hands into his pockets. Suddenly, you remembered something.

Panicking, you searched your phone in your bag and almost had a second heart attack as you read first the time and then Chan's messages where he asked when you guys are going to meet to prepare for the meeting.

"Shit!" you cursed, gathering your things. Along the way, you slipped on your Converse Chucks that you had left by the sofa.

"I have to go see Chan right now. Do you know where he is?"

Hyunjin shrugged and connected his phone to the stereo.

"He was still here this morning", Lee Know said from behind you.

Felix nodded and Hyunjin glanced over his shoulder briefly and replied:

"Yes, but left again around 10 o'clock."

Then Jeongin said:

"He was just at the dorm."

„Okay, Well shit. I'll go there then. We have the meeting in an hour. Fucking hell..."

As you storm out, a few more not so ladylike curses slipped out, due to the stress. The guys looked after you and Hyunjin sighed loudly.

"Is it just me, or is she even outrageously hot when she curses like a sailor?"

Lee Know snorted in amusement and the other two could only agree. Then Hyunjin looked back at Lee Know with a knowing grin.

Still irritated, he snapped at him:

"What?"

Hyunjin pouted his lips and shook his head defensively.

"Nothing. Just wondering why you decided to fuck her in the practice room, in the middle of the day, where anyone could have come in.“

„Thanks to you I didn't even get to fuck her yet“, he said sourly and the boys knew, that Lee Know would go hard on them today. He almost were able to fuck the hottest girl he ever met, and of course his stupid members had to screw it up.

"The choreographer is here“, Felix said, glancing at his phone.

"Do you want me to bring him in? He's been waiting for a while", Jeongin asked, to which Lee Know stood up, his hands in front of the big tent in his pants.

"Tell him he'll have to wait a few more minutes if he doesn't want to blow me."

Felix pressed his lips together and Jeongin looked at him in amazement, while Hyunjin laughed. As the door slammed shut behind Lee Know, Jeongin said monotonously:

"I definitely won't tell him that."

-> Part 7

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esmedelacroix · 5 months

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Coffee Shop Love Pt.6

pairing: miguel o'hara x f!reader

summary: He's as stern and cold as the snow falling from the sky blanketing the bustling streets of Nueva York, Miguel O'Hara stumbles upon a hidden gem of a coffee shop just around the corner from Alchemax. Only problem is the annoying-as-shit smiley-ass barista.

contents: slow burn, no use of y/n, fluffy, not proofread, literally the fluffiest of fluffs, a little drama at the end

author's note: Hey lovies, whoo! Two chapters today! Consider it my apology for being so inactive lately. But don't worry loves I'm back on track. A like, comment, or repost is always appreciated. Hope you like this chapter, the cliffhanger not so much >.<, enjoy...

word count: 1.5k

Pt.1, Pt.2, Pt.3, Pt.4, Pt. 5, Pt.6, Pt.7, Sequel: Sweet Tooth

That morning you were so lost in the ridiculous amount of people coming for coffee that you didn't even realize that Miguel hadn't shown up that morning. "Which is so weird because he always comes for coffee in the morning, sometimes again midday then he comes at night and stays a while," you explained to Estella over muffins and Earl Grey tea.

"Alright girl, first of all, why are you this worried about it? It's probably nothing," Estella reassured.

"It can't be nothing, we slept together days ago when the blizzard happened, and he cuddled multiple times!" you exclaimed, as Estella almost choked on her drink.

"You had sex?!" she blurted out shockingly.

"No, no we just like, slept in the same bed, my bed," you muttered, trying to draw the attention away from the two of you.

"Wait, I'm confused, why was he even in your house?!" she questioned.

You explained the whole situation with the amber alert and filled her in on the day that you had spent with Miguel. The more you explained, the more her jaw dropped.

"Wait, now I'm confused, what is your relationship with him?" Estella asked, taking a bite out of a muffin.

"I'm not even sure, we've had this strange chemistry ever since we met," you explained.

"I'd say give a day or two maybe he's like, at work, or living his life?" she joked sarcastically.

"I'm gonna kill you, Estella! Get out of my shop!" you joked as you pushed her out. She laughed along and waved before heading back to the shelter where she worked.

Your break was over and the lunch rush was just about to happen. Still no Miguel, you were starting to wonder if you had done something wrong. No, it makes no sense to think that way, I know I did nothing. I wonder if he misses me this much as well, you thought to yourself as you began to make people's orders.

The day went by very slowly. You sat by the counter at 8 pm, chin propped up on your hand, as fatigue drooped your head down. Just then the bells rang. Your head shot up immediately hoping there would be a tall, dark, and handsome man standing there before you. But it was just Mr. Smith. Probably here to collect the rent. "Good Evening Baby, I've come here for something, but I forget what it is... maybe a drink?" he trails off as he looks up at the menu.

"No Mr. Smith, you're here for the rent. It's too late for you to have coffee," you explained. He smiled and nodded.

"That's right dear, silly me," he said. You handed him an envelope with the rent for the month and waved goodbye after sending him off with a candy cane.

You let out an exasperated sigh as you plopped into a chair and waited to see if Miguel would show up. Why do I miss him so much? What are my feelings for him? You asked yourself as you got up to lock up.

That night you slept wishing to see Miguel walk through those doors in the morning. But to no avail, he didn't show up that morning, or for lunch, or that night. You opened your phone for any notifications from him but nothing. You gave him a call but his phone was turned off. You decide to leave him a voicemail.

"Hey Miguel, It's been a while since we've seen each other. The shop’s really boring without you here, come by for a coffee soon, I know you can't go a single day without having like 3 cups, I miss you, and I'm pretty sure I like you" you said. You had no idea where that last part came from and you fumbled to delete it somehow but what was done was done. You hoped that he wouldn't listen to it. Besides he was a businessman he had better things to do.

That night you slept wondering where he was and why he would come see you. He was cuddling you one day, then you never saw him. Does he like me, or does he not? You asked yourself. You allowed your mind to rest and went to sleep.

The next morning you got through the rush just fine and went on break while mentally preparing yourself for the lunch rush. Miguel was nowhere to be seen but you didn't panic as much as the days before. You had hoped that maybe he would show up tonight and you would scold him for disappearing without notice.

So as you lay your head on the counter bored out of your mind, the shop bells rang. You headshot up as usual and there you saw him. Tall, dark, handsome, and stuck in the mistletoe again. "I told you, you have to get a taller door frame," he joked as walked in. You chuckled at his joke holding yourself back from rushing to him and hugging him.

"Where have you been Miguel?" you asked him softly, unable to wipe the upside-down smile off your face.

"Surprisingly enough, the second I walked into work I was rushed onto a last-minute retreat at another lab. It's one of those classified things where we turn our phones off. I'm sorry I could let you know Baby," he said softly.

"It's no problem, but this other lab... was it nice? Good coffee?" you asked skeptically.

"Yeah, it was alright—" Miguel started.

"Ha! I knew it! Miguel, have you been seeing another barista?" you jokingly asked him. Just then she heard a low sound break the silence between them. He had never fully laughed around her, but once she heard it, it was music to her ears. I would become a stand-up comedian if it meant hearing this beautiful laugh all day, you thought to yourself.

"Oh Baby, I've missed you so much," he confessed with a few chuckles.

"Alright then, sit down and lemme make you a coffee that will top whatever you drank at that 'other lab'," you said motioning for him to take a seat at his usual table.

Instead of taking his laptop out and getting straight to work, he just watched you. He watched you make the most simple but best coffee he had ever tasted. Once he took a sip, it felt like home. "This is that special brew you used at your place isn't it?" he asked with an amused smile.

"Yeah, I figured since you liked it so much, I would make you a nice big cup of it," you explained as you took a seat across from him.

You and Miguel caught each other up on the events that had passed while you were apart. Miguel couldn't stop talking about how much he learned at this fancy schmancy lab he visited with Alchemax in Washington D.C. and how much he learned about quantum physics. You didn't understand half of the terms he was using but that didn't matter because at least he was having a good time. Seeing him talking about something he was passionate about set fireworks off in your chest. You filled him in on the usual Café gossip and drama that was going on.

It was a lovely night of shared laughs and stories but it had to come to an end at some point. Just when he was about to leave you decided to ask him about the voicemail you had sent. "Miguel, did you ever listen to my voicemail?" you asked.

"No, I didn't have the time, should I?" he answered.

"No, just delete it. What I said was pretty embarrassing," you admitted.

"Well now I’m dying to hear it," he teased.

"Oh please don't," you whined.

"Too late!" he called out as he stepped out to his car and visibly pressed the button.

You begged God to allow the earth to swallow you whole and just began to wipe the counter. Just then the door swung open with violent speed and the bells rang crazily. You turned around to see Miguel out of breath holding his phone in one hand, running his hand through his hair with the other. "Baby?" he huffed completely out of breath from running back to the store the second he heard the voicemail.

"Did you mean what you said in that voicemail?" he asked in disbelief.

"I mean, yeah, I guess, but—" you started. But Miguel held his hand up for you to stop. you took that sudden motion as defeat. He doesn't think the same way, you realize in complete despair.

Next Pt.7...

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alisonwritesimagines · 9 months

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Back to December ~Simon "Ghost" Riley Imagine~

Summary: Simon and you meet up at a café when you come to visit England.

Author’s Note: I just thought of this while listening to Back to December in the car.

Song: Back to December (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

Reader’s Pronouns: She/Her

Warnings: light angst, fluff in the end, unexpected pregnancy, vulnerable Simon

Side Note: This is a secondary blog. If you comment a question down below, I will not answer since this is not the main blog. Please send the question to my inbox if you want a response back!

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I'm so glad you made time to see me How's life? Tell me, how's your family? I haven't seen them in a while You've been good, busier than ever We small talk, work and the weather Your guard is up and I know why

Hey. I'm visiting England with my family if you want to meet up if you're on leave right now. - Y/N

That was the first thing you've said to him in a year. Simon stared at the screen on his phone as he leaned back against his couch. Should he go visit you? Fuck it.

He messaged you on where you wanted to meet up before getting on the train to go to you. Luckily, you told him the name of the pub you wanted to meet at that was near your hotel.

Once Simon got to the nearest pub near your hotel, he sat in a booth in the corner. He eyed the door as he waited for you to come through. You walked through the door, scanning the area before finding Simon in the corner. You smiled before walking over towards him.

"Hi. Hope you weren't waiting long," you tell him as you sat in front of him.

"Not at all."

"I'm glad you said yes to meeting with me," you tell him.

"Me too. How's your team going?" Simon asked. He hasn't seen them since the 141 teamed up with them for a mission. The same mission where he had broken it up with you.

"They're good. Still doing good. The weather here is interesting," you tell him. Simon couldn't blame your stupid small talk. After all, he had hurt your heart pretty bad.

Because the last time you saw me Is still burned in the back of your mind You gave me roses and I left them there to die

The last time you saw Simon, it wasn't a pretty picture.

"Why won't you come with me to America for the holidays? My parents and my siblings would love to meet you," you tell him.

"I don't think it's a good idea for me to go with you love."

"Why not?"

"Because..."

Simon stared at you with a sad look. He didn't want to lose you. He didn't want to see you hurt. No matter how many times you've proven to him that you're more than capable on handling yourself, he couldn't lose you like how he lost his family.

"Because I don't think this is working out. I'm sorry."

"Simon-"

"I think it's best if we just end this," Simon told you.

"So after everything we've done and been through, this is just it? You're just ending it like this?" You asked heartbroken.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. It's for the best," Simon said before walking away.

Simon didn't even say sorry or say his goodbye to you when you and your team left to go back to your main base. You looked for him one last time before getting on the plane to head back. Simon watched from afar as your plane left making him turn back around to go back to being the cold lieutenant he was before you came along.

When Simon came back to his room, he found a rose on his desk with a small note.

If you change your mind, here's my address. I'll be home on December 18th. - Y/n

So this is me swallowin' my pride Standin' in front of you sayin' I'm sorry for that night And I go back to December all the time It turns out freedom ain't nothin' but missin' you Wishin' I'd realized what I had when you were mine I'd go back to December, turn around and make it alright I go back to December all the time

"I want to apologize about what happened that night," Simon told you.

"You don't have to."

"I want to. I thought I was protecting you, but turns out I just hurt you and I ended up missing you."

"Then why didn't you come over for the holidays with me if you missed me?"

"Thought I was doing the right thing."

"Is the terrifying Lieutenant Ghost Riley admitting that he misses me?" You tease slightly to ease the tension.

"More like apologizing for that night."

These days, I haven't been sleepin' Stayin' up playin' back myself leavin' When your birthday passed and I didn't call Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times I watched you laughin' from the passenger's side And realized I loved you in the fall And then the cold came, the dark days When fear crept into my mind You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye

You moved over to the side of the table where Simon was sitting at. You were two drinks in and leaning against him while he had an arm around your shoulders, holding you close to him like he used to before.

"You could've just told me the truth," you tell him.

"You know me. Don't know how to process my feelings correctly," Simon tells you.

"When did you realize that you liked me a little too much?" You asked.

"You mean when I realized when I loved you?" Simon asked. You looked up at him and nodded.

"The second to last time I saw you. Around October."

"That mission really gave us an opportunity to let us fall for one another huh?" You asked.

"Yeah."

The amount of times your team and the 141 had crossed gave you and Simon many opportunities to get to know each other more. Which ultimately lead to your heartbreak.

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile So good to me, so right And how you held me in your arms that September night The first time you ever saw me cry Maybe this is wishful thinkin' Probably mindless dreamin' But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't So if the chain is on your door, I understand

"It's getting a little late," you tell him.

"I'll walk you back," Simon told you. You nodded as you got out of the booth. Simon paid for the drinks before the two of you started to walk over to your hotel.

"You never told me why you wanted to see me," Simon told you.

"Oh! I can't believe I forgot! It was something important but I guess I got caught up with us," you tell him.

"What is it?" Simon asked.

"It's best if I show you," you tell him as you lead him back to your hotel.

You lead him to your room where your sister was playing with your daughter. Simon stared at the child as she looked a lot like you and him.

"Sorry for taking a little longer. Y/s/n, this is an old coworker of mine. Simon, this is my sister," you introduced.

"Nice to meet you," Simon said, giving her a nod.

"No worries. I'm going to get some sleep. See you tomorrow. Nice meeting you Simon," your sister said as she handed you your daughter to you.

"Bye," you said as you locked the door behind her.

Simon stood where he was as he stared at you with the baby girl in your arms. You nervously walked back to him with a shy smile.

"Simon, this is your daughter," you introduced.

Simon's eyes widen as he stared at her. He looked back at you before looking back at her. He quickly took off his mask as he stared down at her.

"I found out a little after our last mission. I asked Price for your number when I got here," you tell him.

Simon caressed his daughter's cheek a little, making her stare up at him with a smile. She giggled at him as she reached for his hand which he gladly let her take.

"I'm sorry. If I could go back in time, I wouldn't have hurt you-"

"Simon. It's okay. I forgive you. I just wanted you to meet Sophie."

"Sophie? That's her name?"

"Yeah. Do you want to hold her?" You asked.

"Will she be okay with that?" Simon asked.

"She seems to like you already."

You handed her to Simon who smiled down at her. He looked over at you as you leaned against the wall.

"Do you think it's too late for me to ask for one more chance?" Simon asked you. You shook your head at him as he got closer to you.

"I promise I won't let anything happen to you two. I swear on it," Simon tells you.

"I know you won't," you smile at him.

When you put Sophie to bed, you lied on bed with Simon as he held you tightly in his arms.

"Thank you for giving me another chance," Simon said.

"I love you Simon."

"I love you too," Simon said before leaning in to kiss you.

"Would you think about coming with us back to America?" I asked him.

"Darling, I'll follow the two of you wherever you two go," Simon tells you before kissing you once more.

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First Fight - Quinn Hughes x ofc

Title: First Fight

Author: Tory / @tkwrites

Relationship: Pre-established: Quinn Hughes x Original female character

Warnings: Angst, history of a bad relationship

Summary: Quinn and Sarah have their first fight - we learn more about Quinn’s previous relationship

Word count: 3000

Comments: Angst isn’t something I feel I write very well, so if you have any ideas of how to make this better, I would welcome any and all constructive feedback.

First Fight

A Quinn & Sarah Snapshot

Hey, I met someone. I want you to meet her when you’re in town.

Sending this text was like setting off a bomb in his life. Not because Quinn thought it would destroy things, but it would open up this fated little world to outside forces, something he’d protected against so far.

He wanted Brady and Emma’s opinion first before he started introducing the idea of Sarah into the rest of his relationships. They had been the only ones brave enough to tell him they didn’t like June. Everyone else in his life told him they felt the same only after he’d called it off completely. His own family hadn’t even told him.

Everything with Sarah felt different than it had with June. He didn’t expect the same outcome, but he wanted to be sure. June taught him he couldn’t always trust his own judgment.

Things with June were always complicated. In so many ways, their relationship had been easy. She entertained herself for the most part, looked good on his arm, and the sex wasn’t bad, but it never went beyond that. Quinn used to think their relationship could lead to marriage, but she never gave them that chance.

Looking back, he wasn’t sure if she ever actually liked him. She liked the lifestyle he offered, and liked being seen with him at events and after games. She would often flirt with other people, even after they decided to be exclusive and was happy to tell him how there were taller, more handsome, better dressed men she could get with when they fought. A few days later, she would always come back apologizing, telling him she loved him and that she wanted to be with him.

At one point, Brady had told him he didn’t want to hear about their relationship drama anymore. “You don’t even like her, Q,” he’d said, exasperated, “like, not just her body, but her.”

Eventually, Quinn had been forced to admit he was right.

They’d been on and off for more than a year, and it never went anywhere other than around in circles. They had the same fights about how long he was gone, how she wanted him to dress better, and that she was flirting with other guys all the time. It was exhausting, and not in a way that made it worthwhile.

You met someone? Brady responded. Who? When?

Her name is Sarah. We met two months ago. We've been dating since then.

It wasn't totally unlike Quinn to keep something so private, but the fact that it had been two months and he'd kept it all to himself made Brady wonder.

Do you think Emma could come out?

If he was asking for Emma's opinion, this was serious. Quinn trusted her judgment.

I'll ask her.

As soon as Emma’s flight was confirmed, Quinn brought it up while Sarah was at his house.

When he'd asked her to come over earlier in the day, she had initially turned him down, explaining that she had a deadline to meet.

“I just want to see you,” he said. “You could do your homework here.”

“I don't know if that would work…”

She wanted to see him, too, especially knowing he was headed out of town again too soon for her liking, but finals and year end deadlines were coming up swiftly. She didn’t have the time, especially now that she was spending so much time with Quinn, to put things off.

“Could we just give it a try? I'll leave you alone until you're finished, I swear. And then we can spend some time together.”

She'd agreed, and was pleasantly surprised to find that he kept every word of his promise.

By the time her first draft of the research publication she was writing was done, Sarah had been at Quinn's table for more than two hours. True to his word, he left her alone other than to bring her a plate of cut vegetables and kiss her forehead around the one hour mark.

Now, she wandered through the penthouse, looking for him.

“Quinn?” she finally asked when she didn’t find him downstairs.

“I'm up here.”

She climbed the stairs and found him in the gaming room. It was where he had all of his video game equipment set up, along with squishy arm chairs, couches and bean bags. He had enough controllers, he could probably host the entire team.

Glancing away from the screen, he asked, “you're done already?”

She shrugged, “I write fast.”

She did. He was impressed. “I’m almost done with this level, and I'll be done.”

“No rush.”

She wandered down the hall to one of the guest bathrooms. When she got back, he'd tossed his headset and controller away from him and was standing.

The hug he wrapped her in was warm and comforting. She snuck her hands under his shirt just so she could feel his warm skin.

They kissed for a long time, standing in that gaming room.

As they walked down the stairs hand in hand, he broached the subject, “my best friend, Brady is going to be in town on a road trip from Ottawa Thursday. I hoped we could all go to dinner together.”

“Oh.”

“What?”

“I have a cohort review on Thursday night.”

“So? Can't you just move it?”

“No, I can't. It took us a week just to find a time that worked for everyone, and I already told them I would be there.”

Quinn pulled his bottom lip into his mouth, thinking. “Just - he's only in town Thursday and Friday, and they leave Friday night. His wife Emma is coming in.”

“I'm sorry, Quinn, I wish you had given me more advanced notice.”

“Can’t you meet with your cohort after class or something?” he asked, “you all live here.”

Sarah bristled, feeling more and more disrespected as this conversation went on. “Quinn,” her tone was a bit sharper than she intended and she tried to bite it back, “it’s not my fault you didn’t tell me about this until two days beforehand. I can’t just move my schedule around because you forgot.”

“I didn’t forget,” he said indignantly.

“Then why didn’t you tell me before?”

“We just made the plan!”

“You can’t just make plans without consulting me! I have a life and responsibilities outside of you.”

He blew a breath through his nose, “I know that.”

“Do you? Because it seems like you're expecting me to just drop everything for your schedule.”

He groaned. “That’s not what I mean. Brady and Emma will only be in town for a day and a half. They live on the other side of the country, and I want them to meet you, and you to meet them, and you’re saying you can’t because of some school thing with people who live here and could reschedule.”

Sarah pursed her lips. “So it’s up to me to reschedule.”

“They’re going back home on Friday after the game!”

“Could we not have lunch on Friday or get together before the game?”

Quinn paused. It wasn’t ideal, but he supposed it could work. “I mean, I guess so.”

She nodded. “So when I said I have plans, your first call is to ask me to cancel them, rather than seeing if there’s something that will work for everyone.”

“Jesus, Sarah. I just want you to meet my friends, and dinner would give us more time.”

“I get that, I really do, but this review is really important, and I’d just…” traitorous tears rose to her eyes. They always did when she was frustrated. “I’d just like you to respect that I have important stuff going on that I can’t cancel.”

Shit. Now she was crying. Over something he did. Fuck.

They were real tears, too - frustrated ones she was trying to sniffle back - not like the over dramatic tears June would dredge up in a fight.

“I know you’re used to being single, but you need to respect my time, too. You’re not the only one working around a demanding schedule.”

The truth of it socked him in the stomach. June worked as an influencer. Other than modeling gigs, which weren't that often, she could change her schedule at the drop of a hat, and often did. She liked the spontaneity of it. He had rarely planned ahead with her.

His shoulders sagged, “I’m sorry.”

“Thank you. It’s just, I already move so much stuff around because of your hockey schedule.”

That made him stop short. “You do?”

“Yes! I have to move my work and my research so we can spend time together while you’re in town. Last week, I canceled this same review group so I could come over here before you went off to the midwest, and I can’t cancel it again.”

“I didn't know that. I can't know stuff you don't tell me, Sarah.”

“It’s not really even about the review, it’s about -” he scoffed and she stopped talking, pursing her lips together.

Quinn crossed his arms over his chest. How could he have known she changed this meeting before? How could she possibly be mad at him for something he didn’t know?

They stood that way, at the bottom of his fancy, metal and glass stairs, each staring at the other for a long while. The longer they were there, the longer Quinn stayed silent, the more frustrated Sarah became. Didn’t he understand she was upset about the lack of respect in this conversation?

“Maybe I should go,” she said. Not because she didn’t want to talk things over, or figure them out, but because she knew herself well enough to know that with his silence and her frustration dipping into anger, she would say something she didn’t really mean if she didn't step away.

Great. This is just great, Quinn thought. If she wanted to leave, fine. He wouldn’t stop her.

It was only after she’d left with a sad, emotionless smile, and he’d torn the cap off of a beer from the fridge that the reality of what happened came crashing in on him.

He let her walk away. Over a dinner - over wanting to be right about a dinner. He was such a fucking idiot.

In the midst of his realization, his mind grasped hold of something his Grandpa had told him when he had asked for relationship advice the summer before. “Quinn,” he’d said, “I like to ask myself, is this my pride fighting? And is it worth whatever the outcome will be?”

With June, that line was always a little blurred. Right now, though, he could see he’d clearly crossed it. And being right wasn’t worth the outcome this had caused. She’d been gone for 15 minutes, and was likely already on a train home. If he left now, he might make it there when she did.

He grabbed his keys and ran out of the house.

Once he’d followed another resident into the building and ran up to her apartment, he knocked, frantically.

Eunice opened the door.

“Hey, Quinn…” she said, slowly.

“Is Sarah not here yet?” he asked.

“No. I thought she was going to be at your place tonight.”

“She was. I mean, she was there, but -” he didn’t want to get into this with Eunice.

“Did you fight?” she asked, cocking her head to one side, and looking at him like he’d just proved her wrong in all the ways she’d been hoping he wouldn’t.

“We argued, and I came to apologize. Do you mind if I wait for her?”

“I mean, sure,” she said, opening the door further, “but you could just call her, you know?”

In his haste, he hadn’t even considered it. Would she even answer if he did? Reaching into his pocket he found he’d left his phone at home.

Sarah walked from the train station, feeling lead-footed. This was a horrible day. Failed experiments all day at work, and the time actually spent with Quinn was spent arguing. Maybe she had been too harsh on him. She hadn’t told him about moving her plans last week, and that was on her. She’d jumped on the defensive too quickly.

She paused before going into the lobby of her building, digging her phone out of her bag. She didn't want to make this call with Eunice in the house. It rang seven times before the generic voicemail picked up.

“Damnit,” she swore as she pulled her keys from her jacket pocket to buzz into the lobby.

Eunice greeted her nearly as soon as she walked in. “Hey, Quinn is here,” she said, quietly, catching the door before it could shut. “He said you argued. He’s waiting in your room, but if you don’t want to see him, go in my room and I’ll get rid of him.”

Tears pooled in her eyes as much for Eunice’s care and concern as for Quinn showing up. “He’s here?”

She nodded.

Pushing past Eunice, Sarah ran down the hall to her bedroom.

He jumped to his feet as soon as the door opened.

“Quinn, I’m sorry,” she said at the same time he was saying, “I’m such an idiot.”

She let out a watery little laugh, and he went to her, wrapping her in his arms, backpack and all.

“I’m sorry,” he said into her hair. “I never want you to feel like your time isn’t important.”

She pulled out of his embrace to look into his eyes. He looked a little like a lost puppy. Her heart twisted. “I’m sorry I got so defensive.”

Quinn shook his head, “You had every right to be defensive. I shouldn't have expected you to just change your plans like that. That wasn’t fair.”

She gave a hearty sniff and tucked her face into his shoulder.

They stood there for a while, swaying gently.

“Does this mean I'm forgiven?” Quinn asked after a few moments of silence.

As she pulled back to look into his face, she said, “yes.”

He pulled her against him. “I'm sorry,” he said again. “I’ll call Brady tomorrow and figure something out that works for all of us.”

Her grip tightened around his waist. “Thank you.”

They stood in that little bubble for a long while. Soaking in each other and letting the bad day roll off.

Feeling settled, he couldn't hold back his question any longer, “do you golf?”

She stepped out of his embrace and finally took off her backpack, “what?”

“You have clubs,” he gestured to her door, where a purple bag of golf clubs was tucked behind it. He hadn't noticed it until today, when he'd been alone in her room, distracting himself by looking around at everything Sarah held in high enough esteem to keep in her space.

“Oh, yeah. My dad taught me. We used to golf every Sunday as a family. I was on my high-school golf team and walked on in undergrad. I got a scholarship my senior year.”

“Really?” he said, beaming like a little kid.

“Yeah. I don't have much time to go these days, but I'm pretty decent.”

Quinn knew enough about her to know that if she said she was decent, she was much better than she was letting on. She often downplayed her talents and accomplishments.

“Why?”

“I love golf,” he confessed. “Want to go together when I get back next week? I could get us an evening tee time.”

“I like the sound of that,” she said, smiling as she leaned up to kiss him.

They broke apart at a wrenching sound from the hallway.

“You guys are so disgustingly cute,” Eunice said. She was smiling as she said it, though, obviously happy things had worked out. “I'm making Mac and cheese if you want to stay,” she said with a nod at Quinn.

He glanced at Sarah.

“Stay,” she urged. “I make a mean turkey sandwich, and believe me, you don't want to miss out on Eunice’s mac and cheese.”

Even though he had practice in the morning, and knew all the carbs and dairy would make him sluggish, he agreed.

“Where did you even park?”

“On Nelson, across from the courts.”

“There’s no parking there, you’ll get towed.”

“I just found a free curb and ran up,” he confessed.

Shoving his shoulder playfully, she said, “let’s go move your car.”

They did, and the rest of what she said was true - Sarah did make a mean turkey sandwich, and Eunice’s mac and cheese wasn’t something to be missed. He had fun getting to know her roommates, and catching Sarah’s looks when Eunice said something unhinged. It felt like they were starting to create their own private language, and he was ecstatic over it.

It was also true that the carbs and dairy from the night before did make Quinn sluggish at practice in the morning.

“What’s up with you today?”

He shrugged off the question, “just an off morning. I’ll be fine by tonight.”

By the time the game had ended - vs the Jets, lost, in a three round shoot out - and he’d finished his media duties, Sarah had called him twice.

He called her back on the way home.

“Hey, what’s up?” he asked when she answered.

“Bryan’s sister went into labor, so he has to go home,” she said.

Quinn had no idea who Bryan was. “Okay?”

“So we had our cohort review tonight before he left for Calgary. I had to miss your game, sorry.”

If it was between her watching a game and getting dinner with his friends, he'd rather she missed the game.

“So you can do dinner tomorrow?” he asked, relieved, and also angry with himself. If he’d just let it lie, it would have worked out for the best anyway.

“Yep. Do you think Brady is still free?”

“I’m sure, but I’ll call him and ask.”

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hina-hina · 1 year

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I feel like this is such a weird request but would you do König x Soap x Ghost X Reader hcs? enemies to lovers 😭 I've had this idea for so long but ic write for the life of me

I love this request sm. I mean, why pick just one of these boys. All is good=￣ω￣=

I hope I did this right... ＞︿＜Thank you for requesting!!

|| König X Soap X Ghost X Reader Enemies to Lovers ||

Warnings: Polycule, some angst, non-graphic injury,

Gender-Neutral!Reader // Romantic

(Had to use two gifs because I couldn't find one of all the boys together)

So the requester specifically asked via dms that the boys be in a relationship before meeting reader, so that's the vibe we're goin with

(also lets pretend König is in the 141)

So, imagine the boys had already been together for a while, each of them balancing each other out perfectly

And then, you join the 141 as a new recruit from selection

Now, Ghost is immediately suspicious because he just isn't the biggest fan of newbies

He only got more annoyed when he saw how headstrong and reckless you were

He already had his work cut out for him with Soap, he didn't need another person under his command he had to fear not following direct orders

To add to this, your showboating only encouraged Soap to be more reckless in an attempt to one-up you

Which only made him more mad

And then there was König, who was infuriated by your behavior in the field because you always talked over him and rushed ahead

He was also slightly jealous of your sniper status

So, this would lead to plenty of arguments between you and the three of them

But it would also spark arguments between them and cause some relationship troubles

So Price, In a last ditch effort to remedy the infighting, he sends the four of you on a mission together

This became a very bad idea very quickly

You and Soap began your usual teasing which turns into you trying to show him that your better which spurs him on

This ends in Soap getting badly hurt

Your demeanor immediately changes, catching Soap with little difficulty as he crumbles inward

And we've already established that Ghost is a very protective person

And this just sets him off

He starts tearing into you while you guys seek temporary shelter in an empty building

König is angry too, but he is just anxiously attending to Soap in the corner to really join in on the reprimanding

Ghost doesn't really mean to be so mean, but he was just scared

He pushes down the thought that he wasn't just scared for Soap, he was also scared for you

He could see that you felt bad, that you had regretted what you done but he just kept yelling which only caused you to get more annoyed

This accumulated with you shouting at him, without thinking very much about what was coming out of your mouth:

"You want to kiss me so bad it makes you look fucking stupid!"

You freeze, he freezes, even König looks up from where he had been packing gauze into Soap's wound

Even Soap huffs out a delirious laugh, "Quite a bold move, [lad/lass]"

Ghost is secretly glad his mask covers up his blush

Not another word was said all the way back to base

When they get to base, you disappear without a word and Ghost chooses to ignore the insubordination of not waiting to be dismissed

Ghost and König get Soap to medical and his injury is treated

Soap ends up being the one to start the conversation about what happened

When Soap is up and moving, the three of them go on a mission to track you down

So that the four of you can talk of course

They eventually find you and after some groveling they get you to talk

You admit that all the showing off was really just to impress them

Totally not because you find them all super attractive

This leads to you apologizing to each of them for trying to show off and getting Soap injured, for teasing König, and for not listening to Ghost

Ghost would sigh harshly, looking away as he reluctantly apologizes for how mean he was

Soap would jokingly say, "You've still yet to apologize for the kissing comment."

And you would freeze thinking you've offended them by trying to inch in on their relationship

That is, until he continues with, "I mean, i was the one who got hurt. Aren't you supposed to kiss it better."

Que lots of blushing

Ghost would cheekly say, "Well, they gotta kiss all of us to make it fair. You want a kiss too, König?"

König would jump at being suddenly acknowledged but would nod all the same

The night would evidently end with Price being right, the four of you did make up

Or should I say, kiss and make up?

He just didn't take into consideration that his plan would really work

Now that the four of you are together, you no longer feel the need to show off and your true potential really shows

They're all really proud of you :)

(Would you guys want a part two with more relationship headcanons...?)

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b4rbi3l4nd · 1 year

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SOS — i can't see it

NEW CHAPTER IS UPPP, again, I will never stop thanking y'all for all the support on the last chapters, y'all's comments make me so happy pls 😭 anyway, hope y'all like this chapter!! and i apologize in advance for what goes down in this chapter, also if this feels rushed, i apologize i was getting my hair done and i wanted to finish this chapter and put it out today, more was gonna go down but anyway. i also changed the age so y/n was 20 when she found out she was pregnant but she's 24 now and Shuri is 25, had to do it based on the MCU timeline lol, MB, also for some reason I cringed a lot writing the last scene bc the WORDS was just so unholy but ANYWAY ENJOY

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GIF by mandalor-din

series summary: you broke up with shuri a few years ago and left wakanda for good until namor. now that he's killed the queen and multiple wakandan civilians, he's seen as a great threat and as former second in command at shuri's lab and wakanda's loyal warrior it is your duty to return and fight for your country. but a certain somebody makes the mission way too hard to deal with.

episode summary: a hasty decision you don't agree with and an uncomfortable realization leads to you and shuri having to talk things out. one thing leads to another and the next thing you know, you wake up in her bed. awkward

genre: ANGST, slow, slow, slow burn, smut

pairing: shuri x black fem reader

episode warnings: mature dialogue, suggestive dialogue, suggestive scenes, smut, cursing, trauma, shouting, mentions of death, suicide, missing people etc. this is a series. you are currently looking at the fourth chapter of the series, please go to my profile to read the previous chapters before continuing (if you haven't read the other chapters yet, if so, please continue)

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proofread?: no but if there are errors then it's grammarly's fault.

word count: girl idfk

inspirations: 'SOS' — SZA

song: 'Blind' — SZA

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You sit in front of the throne room, your legs crossed as you nervously moved your legs up and down, trying to listen in on what the elders and Shuri were deciding on doing about the baby.

"I say we get rid of her and the baby." An elder proposed. "We don't need another repeat of Killmonger."

"Exactly." Another elder agreed. "And we don't even know is this baby is of royal blood."

"Not only that but this baby will be the grandchild of Namor. If someone like him has access to Wakanda? We've good for."

"This is an innocent baby you all are talking about." Shuri interjected, looking between the elders. "They haven't even been born yet, and you're looking to them as a threat."

"I say we let her have the baby and then once it's born we kill Malia and raise the child as our own." Elders added.

"We can't just kill her off like that.." Shuri muttered. "Eventually the child will grow up wondering what happened to their mom and then...killmonger all over again."

"So what do you suggest we do my queen?"

Shuri took a deep sigh, her fingers resting on her chin as she looked around the room.

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The doors to the throne room opened up as Shuri walked out, you immediately stood up, walking next to her.

"Hey, what are you all going to do in there?" Shuri looked at you and then back forward.

"We've come to an agreement of what we're going to do to the baby. If it's not mine then, she'll be sent back to country."

"And if it is?"

You didn't even give her a chance to respond as your eyes opened wide. "Wait what? Send her back to her country? Are you crazy?"

You guys turned a corner as she just ignored your words.

"If it is mine, then she'll be sent back to her country, after 9 months, the baby will return here to be raised in Wakanda."

"Why are we sending her back to her country? Are you trying to get us all killed?!" You whisper shouted at Shuri who sighed deeply.

She pushed open the door to the infirmary to see the doctor standing there, Malia laying down on one of the beds and Okoye and your mother standing next to the wall, shaking their heads.

"Well? How far along is she?" Shuri asked, glancing between her ex and the doctor.

The woman whispered as she spoke. "8 weeks my queen."

You bit the inside of your lips. Fuck, that means she was pregnant when you hit her. Are you serious?

You looked down, you knew what they were going to ask next, if the baby was Shuri's or not. And they can find that out. You know that because an elder of your tribe had it forcefully done on you when he suspected you of engaging in sexual activities with the princess.

When Shuri found out of course, he was executed.

"Well, is it of royal blood?" Shuri asked.

The doctor showed some papers as she answered "The blood came out a bit clotty and the tests were hard to run because of this but so far, yes. It is your child, my queen."

You let out a shaky breath you didn't know you had in you as images of Shuri and Malia filled your head. You puffed up your cheeks and looked down and turned around. "God."

Shuri also sighed deeply and pressed her temples.

"What are we going to do my queen?" Okoye asked as Shuri thought for a moment.

"Keep her locked up for now. She'll eventually be sent back to her country. After 9 months, the baby will be brought back to be raised in Wakanda. Yeah.."

"Are you serious?!" You turned around to Shuri, furious as ever. You deeply cared about your country and she was a horrible decisions maker.

"She goes back to her country, okay, what happens next? Namor is enraged that she's pregnant with your baby and he knows all the key entrances to Wakanda. We're doomed, dead. Gone." You add to it.

"Well we know what they're planning, so we'll be ready for him?"

"Really? Ready for him like how you were all 'ready' for those last 2 attacks? HM?! Why don't you just kill her and the God-forsaken baby."

"Y/N, that's inhumane. I can't just kill her and an innocent baby...especially since she was my girlfriend for almost 4 years.." Shuri added.

"OH BUT YOU CAN LOCK UP THE ONE YOU KNEW FOREVER?!" You raise your voice at her sharply. Your eyes had turned dull and the only thing behind them was fury. You were seeing red, you felt like you were going to kill Shuri and Malia herself.

"Don't think you're out of the clear because of this whole Malia thing because you're not." Shuri snaps at you. She didn't even raise her voice this time but it felt like she did. She walks past you, leaving the infirmary as Okoye follows her.

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You smile over to another person at the lab before turning back to your dehydration device. You were working on one of the heaters to try and distract your mind.

The whole Malia and Shuri situation had your head spinning in multiple different directions.

The guy you were working with at the lab was currently engaging with you in conversation and his voice kept getting drained out by your thoughts.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" You look at him and he smiles warmly at you, repeating everything. "Oh yeah, you're right...this goes here..." You fix some stuff on the heaters before you hear a voice speak above you.

"Y/N, can I talk to you alone please?"

You look up to see Shuri staring down at you sternly and you gulp silently before nodding, wiping your hands on your white suit. You were too distracted with your thoughts to change.

She walked down the stairs and out of the lab as you followed. In the hallway, she pull you to a corner but her grip was less strong than you thought.

"Look.." She started as you looked up to her. She was staring at the ground nervously and you raise an eyebrow.

"What, you sending me back to Nigeria?" You ask and she slowly shakes her head.

"No..um, Okoye said some things to me earlier that really stuck with me and I feel like I owe you an apology." She looks directly in your eyes after the last bit, her stare now more genuine and sympathetic.

Your posture straightened as you folded your arms. "I'm listening." What an interesting change in direction.

"Ever since you got here, I haven't been..myself and I know that now because...because.."

"Because?"

"Because I'm still in love with you Y/N."

Your eyes widened at this revelation and you blinked multiple times. "What?"

"I know yeah, it's inappropriate and I shouldn't be feeling this way but I can't help it and I expressed that in the worst way possible and genuinely, I'm sorry."

"Shuri I-"

"We don't have to talk if you're uncomfortable."

"No, no." You interjected. "I'm just surprised is all." You weren't expecting that and if you're honest, you are also still in love with her, no matter how many times you guys argued or you cursed at her, you've just been through too much together.

"I...I'm still in love with you too and..there's no running away from it. I'm a grown-ass woman...we're grown-ass women, I mean you're 25, I'm 24...we've got a lot of growing up to do." You finish.

"You've got a lot of growing up to do." Shuri said.

You rolled your eyes. "Don't start with me now Shuri."

A small laugh came from her as you looked up to see her chuckling. A smile formed on your lips as you laughed along with her.

"I missed this.." She said, looking at you with genuine eyes. Those beautiful eyes that once held hatred behind them looked at you with love, reminding you of how you used to wake up with her every morning.

"Shuri.."

"You know, you would make a great queen if you weren't so stubborn." She said sarcastically.

"I would make a great queen because I'm so stubborn." You corrected her.

"Ah-" She started.

"If- If that was what I wanted.." You backtracked on your statement, putting your hands out. A few moments of silence went by before she spoke out.

"I...don't want to fight with you anymore Y/N." She voiced out, a small frown appearing on her face. "And I'm not asking you to date me or anything I just..." She paused and sighed. "You came here under work circumstances and it was unfair for me to treat you inappropriately so, let's just keep it professional for the rest of your stay or we could be.."

"Friends?" You asked, raising your hand for a handshake.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

Your hands locked together and she shook your hand, causing you both to smile.

Finally, peace at last.

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It's been 2 weeks since you and Shuri made up and frankly, you've never loved being around her more. You were starting to see the more innocent and playful side of her that you loved being around. You 2 were always joking in the lab and you especially loved it when you and Riri joined forces just to bully her.

It was peace in Wakanda and the only thing stressful was the fact that Talokan could attack any minute now, which is why Shuri was taking out the whole staff to celebrate that night.

No guards, no work, just fun and dancing and that's exactly what you were doing.

Riri helped you get ready for tonight, she said you needed to get your "hoe" on. Not sure why, but whatever.

She had you wear RED lingerie because

"Red is the sexiest color duh," Riri said, shoving the savage x fenty set in your face.

And a bodycon black top that was slightly see-through, paired up with a leather skirt.

"Only on the cleavage and sleeve parts, I'll let you have your dignity."

Not that the top even had to be see-through for everyone to know what your cleavage looked like anyway.

"It's kinda your brand now, own it."

Matching black pumps and red lipstick.

"You're like the only person I know that fits red lipstick. Here, I'll do it. Not too much lipstick, only on the bottom, don't forget to blend in the liner and a bit darker on the top lip and ooo, gloss. Just a little bit tho, it works on you though right?"

Bold eyeshadow.

"We want them panties dropping TONIGHT!"

And for your hair, natural but with your edges done, of course.

"Your natural hair already looks like a Brazillian blow out so, not too much."

And a black purse with gold, to match.

"Okay, we're done and wow you look hot."

"I always do, let's be for real here." You say as you both laugh in your bedroom.

Currently, you were grinding with that same guy you were working with in the lab earlier. He had his hands on your waist as you guys moved in sync to the music.

Once it ended, you excused yourself from the dance floor, catching Shuri sitting down next to the bar with her shades on.

"Hey.." You wave at her, sitting a few seats away. You're not sure if she heard you but she gave you a slight not. You couldn't exactly tell if she was looking you because her shades made it hard to tell but you nodded right back.

You were planning to let lose tonight. "Can I get a bacardi please?" You signal to the waiter and they nod. You watch as they pour your drink before you smile and take it.

You down it like a shot, before placing it down on the table, feeling the burn as it slithered down your throat.

"Phew...I'm gonna go back over there." You were talking to Shuri but you figured she couldn't really care, she opened her mouth to speak but shut it just as quick.

"Okay.." You stand up and walk back over to the dance floor, feeling a bit nervous but relaxed soon enough thanks to Riri.

You guys hands interlocked as you both danced to the music. Eventually, as you pulled away, you felt 2 hands on your hips again and they felt way too familiar, like they've been around there before.

You figure it was the guy from before and you let it be, dancing along with them but your face dropped when you looked up to see Riri staring at you, eyes wide open, mouth hanging out.

Okay, it definitely was not the guy from before. You look over to her, raising an eyebrow as your eyes signal a "What?"

She mouthed with her hands desperately swiping over her throat. "The queen."

Horrified, you turned around to see Shuri looking down at you, her shades were gone and you could see nothing in her eyes but pure lust and arousal. And that she was definitely like half sober.

You don't say anything, your body unconsciously grinding against her. Her head lowered to your neck as you let out a shaky breath when her lips connected to your sweet spot. The spot that she just loved to tease.

"Shuri.." you muttered out, starting to get lost in the feel of it.

You were brought back to reality when a cold liquid hit your top. You look away to see Riri in front of both of you.

"Sorry. I guess I spilled, you might want to go to the bathroom to get things cleaned up." She signaled with her tone and her eyes.

"Oh yeah..sorry." You turned to Shuri who had stopped and broke through her grip. You walked over to the bathroom, your mind racing.

You let out a deep sigh as you entered. It was currently empty, which was great. You grabbed some towels as you started to wipe down your dress, your thoughts replaced with what would've happened if Riri never spilled her drink on you.

"Need help?"

You were pulled from your thoughts when you heard the door open, Shuri's voice along with it.

She walked behind you, taking the tissue from your hands as she wrapped on arm around your waist, the other helping you to wipe your dress.

As time went on, it felt more like her grazing your breasts than her helping you clean up. Eventually, she grabbed a handful of one of your boobs and you let out a soft and unexpected moan.

You immediately covered your mouth, embarrassed as she chuckled behind you. She let go momentarily, giving you a chance to leave but you didn't.

In fact, you did the opposite. It was clear that your body wanted her, craved her. That you craved her. You leaned into her and you watched as she smirked through the bathroom mirror.

She slipped her hand through your skirt, grazing over your pussy. You let out a small moan as she began massaging circles, applying pressure. You bit your lip as you threw your head back on her shoulder.

She took the chance to capture your lips with hers and you watch it all happen through the mirror but then she stopped and pulled apart.

"I think we should go somewhere more private."

Now that she had already given you a taste of pleasure, you couldn't stop yourself, you wanted more. You needed more.

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warning: it's getting hot in hereee

As you entered her apartment, you looked around. Everything was still in contact from when you lived with her. The painting you made for your anniversary, still up on the wall.

You felt Shuri's arms wrap around your waist as she kissed you again, slowly and more passionately this time.

"Tonight, baby i want you."

She whispers between the kiss as you feel her hands taking off your clothes. You kicked off your heels as well, helping her out.

You guys walked backward, lips still locked together and hands roaming each other's bodies. She gently pushed you back on the bed till you were laying on the bed then she pulled apart and stood, looking at you up and down.

"Fuck..." She muttered under her breath as her hands reached down to touch your body.

"I love when you wear that sthandwa(my love).." Her lips connected to your neck as she slowly kissed all around it.

One of her hands wrapping around your neck as she turned your head, finding your sweet spot again, sucking on it now, hard but passionately.

"Mmm.." you moaned out as you felt a puddle forming in between your legs.

She didn't stop until the spot was dark purple before she pulled back, looking at your breasts.

"I missed these so much usana(baby)" Her hands grazed over your nipples, making them hard. She lifted you up slightly to unclip your bra before laying you back down again.

Her hands grazed over your nipples as she slowly took off your bra. Her lips connected to one of them, causing you to bite your lip, holding back an unGodly moan.

She sucked on them until they felt numb before she turned her attention to the other one.

She was being so mean, taking her time with everything and you knew she knew that you were craving her.

"Shuri..." you breath out as she looks up at you, humming in response.

"I need you to touch me.."

"I am touching you," She replied, lifting her head up as her panther chain dangled in your face. You hooked your finger around it to pull her face closer.

"You know what I mean, I want you to touch me..there.."

You take her hand and slide it down and around your curves until she reaches your pussy. She pressed her hand on it, earning a moan from you. Wow, she barely touched you and you were already cumming. You really needed her, huh?

"Fuck, I love when you get vocal entle.(beautiful)" She groaned as you wrapped your arm around her neck to pull her closer and kiss her.

She rubbed circles on you, lowering her hand before you felt her slip your panties to the side.

"OH-!"

You were caught by surprise when you felt her finger suddenly just slip in your wet folds. She found your clit without even looking because of course would...this was like coming home to her, she's been here before.

"Hm...? It's just one baby, you can take more than that right?" Shuri teased as you sighed.

"It just got me by surprise, that's all.." You muttered out, feeling her pump in and out of you.

Another finger slipped in, causing your hips to buck unconsciously towards her, earning for more friction.

"I think you're slowly killing me here.." You throw your head back, rocking your hips along to her rhythm.

Shuri chuckled as she kept to her pace before adding another finger suddenly, causing you to moan out suddenly.

Her pace slowed down as she used her free hand to hoist your hips over her shoulders. Once you were secure, she fastened causing your hips to jerk upwards.

You didn't even get a chance to moan out because that's when Shuri suddenly stopped and then she started hitting again but this time with more intensity and she was hitting your spot every time.

The spot that made you twist and turn like a worm. That made your toes curl up and look like it was doing gang signs. That turned you into a dumb babbling mess, that she just called you.

"OH SHURI, SHURI, YES, YES, YES!" You moaned out in pleasure as your vision turned white.

"That's it baby...keep going." Shuri groaned in your ear as she quickened her pace, you held onto her arm, feeling her restraint.

She was holding back but it still felt like you were getting hit with the force of a thousand bricks. She was strong most definitely.

She wrapped a hand around your throat, squeezing tightly and it felt like she was breaking your windpipe but you loved it. Filthy.

It felt like she hated you so much with the amount of force she was using and it felt amazing, euphoric even.

Your hips jerked again as you squeezed your eyes shut.

"SHURI!" You screamed out her name as she moaned even louder than you when she felt you clench around her fingers.

"That's it beautiful, ride it out...just like that.." She kept thrusting in you but she slowed down, letting you get down from your high.

You thought it was over, you were starting to sit up when you felt her take a long lick of your pussy, making you squirm but she held you in place.

She released her grip on your throat and you were sure her handprint was going to be there tomorrow.

"Oh my..." you breathed out, your back arching upwards as she took more slow, long licks.

"Shuri please...." You moved your pussy along her mouth, rubbing circles as you moaned. She pushed her fingers that were just in you, into your mouth.

"Suck." She instructed and you did just that.

"Mmm..." She looked down at you with hooded eyes before taking her fingers out of your mouth. Both her hands gripped your thighs as she held you in place.

You closed your eyes as her lips made contact with your folds. She licked them slowly, sticking her tongue in places you didn't even realize existed. She had you seeing stars, especially since you were already sensitive from your last orgasm. But she didn't care.

Your thoughts scrambled and fuzzed as you felt her tongue enter deep into you and then back out before going in and out again.

"Shuri you're so...soo...meannn.." Your words slurred together as you tried to gather yourself.

"Really? I like to think I'm being generous tonight."

And she was true, on a daily basis, she did way worse, she was a completely different person when turned on, it was crazy, a whole 360 change.

Eventually, your breathing started to get hasty and rushed as your whole body felt numb.

You looked down to see Shuri staring right back up at you as she feasted on you and your juices. The eye contact you made was intense and hot. You looked over to the mirror next to your bedside and the sight was enough to get you squirming.

"Oh Shuri, yes...just like that baby, just like that.." You put your hands on her head, forcing her to go with your rhythm. You rubbed your clit against her face, the friction becoming unbearable, especially when she wouldn't stop doing that with her tongue. Deep and fast strokes, it was driving you crazy.

"OH MY SHURI, BAST, OH GODDD!" You felt her slip another finger into you and as soon as she did that, she slipped 2 more.

The pleasure was enough to drive you crazy and it did. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your body gave out as you collapsed and screamed out her name.

"SHURI, FUCK"

Your breathing was ragged as you tried to catch your breath, your hand over you chest as you watched her clean up every drop of your release with her tongue. You looked back up at the ceiling as you felt her leave from between your legs.

After finally getting a hold of yourself, you look up to see Shuri walking out from her closet, naked and, 2 black boxes in her hands. She looked at you tilting her head.

"Pick one."

"There's more?" You breathed out as Shuri laughed. You've already been overstimulated, cumming twice already. Frankly, you haven't had sex in 4 years, there's only so much your body can take now.

"You're cute...pick one." Shuri instructed again.

You laid back in the bed, lazily pointing to her right hand. You watched as she opened the box, setting the other one down as she pulled out a double-sided dildo, powered by vibranium of course. It was a personal project she made just for you. It transmits energy and pleasure between the 2 users so you both can get off.

It still looked clean and fresh so could tell she hadn't used it in a while.

You turned your attention over to her body, her tattoos, the way her hair was slightly wet from sweat, her posture, her everything. She was just so attractive. You forced your head to look back up at the ceiling, taking a deep sigh.

Shuri walked over to you on the bed as she just looked down at you.

"You look so beautiful like this you know..laid out on our bed, waiting for me.." She whispered, causing butterflies in your stomach and vagina. Crazy.

She took the dildo and inserted the tip slowly into you but then stopped, moving it in and out slowly, making a circle shape as your hips slowly followed the pattern, causing you to moan out slightly, your eyes fluttering.

"You like that huh baby?" She breathed out before stopping sharply. "Look at me."

"I can't, even if I want to Shuri...I can't see, I'm blind." You say and it was true, your vision was currently fuzzy as hell and this normally happened whenever you and Shuri slept together, she just had a way of touching you that made you lose all your senses.

Shuri smirked before shoving the whole dildo into you, causing you to scream so loud, you swear a glass must've shattered or something.

"AGH! SHURI! SHIT!"

She silenced you with a kiss as she brought the dildo back out again, rubbing your clit with her fingers gently and passionately.

She used her hands to put your thighs on her shoulders before inserting the dildo into you slowly this time as she rubbed in circles.

She then inserted her side into herself causing her to moan through the kiss, allowing your tongue to slip through and wrap itself in hers.

The room filled with the noises of both your moans and your skin slapping against each other. She was just hitting your spot again with just so much force and the fact that you knew she was holding back from going harder made your mind swirl.

Your toes curled, your breaths struggled, your hands gripping all over and onto the sheets, your hips bucking and moving with her pace, and your vision was currently gone.

"Mmm, baby..." Shuri moaned into the kiss as she kept thrusting. You could hear her panting and struggling to keep her pace and composure.

"SHURI! MM!" You shouted as you held tightly onto her arms and thighs.

Her pace started to become uneven as she threw her head back getting lost in the pleasure.

"Just like that baby...just...like..fuck.." She struggled before she finally pushed you to the edge.

You screamed out her name again as your back arched so high, you could kiss the ceiling. She fell into you, pulling out the dildo but still pushing up against you.

You felt her cum hit your walls as you sighed. You guys stayed in that position before she finally pulled away, using her finger to push some cum back into you, filling you up.

You fell on the bed, lifeless, breathless and visionless. The rest of the night consisted of Shuri running a bath for you and giving you a massage while saying praises to you, as well as her changing the sheets and slipping on one of her shirts on you.

You had your legs wrapped around her waist, her hands fixed on your waist, one of them, moving up, squeezing your breast and then going up to cup your face as she kissed you passionately.

You willingly opened up your mouth as her tongue slipped in. You moaned into the kiss. This felt amazing, like coming home. Her warmth that you had missed for years.

She eventually pulled away before laying you down on the bed, kissing your cheek sweetly. She grabbed a bonnet from her nightstand and put it on your head. You remember this bonnet, you used to wear it all the time back when you guys were still together..and she kept it.

She eventually got in the bed with you, slipping the covers onto both of you guys, her arm wrapping around you as you sighed.

She held you close, like if she let go, you'd disappear.

"I love you so...so much baby...my beautiful girl.." She whispered sweet nothings into your ear as she rocked you to sleep.

Fuck, I am going to regret this tomorrow.

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Lost without you

PAIRING | Stucky x Avenger!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 2.4K

SUMMARY | Bucky and Steve are throwing a dinner party to celebrate their buying a house together, and they asked for your help. The lead-up to the party doesn't go exactly according to plan, but the 2 super soldiers are more grateful than ever for your help.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Established relationship [ Bucky & Steve are married ], use of pet names [ doll, sunshine ], Reader is a saving grace, implied shower sex, angst at the end, Reader is bisexual and had a girlfriend in the past (this is essential to the story, otherwise I wouldn't mention it!), mention of the passing of a loved one.

A/N | I'd love to start writing more for Stucky, so if you want to, send me some requests! I'm willing to write smut, fluff and angst, so if you have an idea please don't hesitate! 🖤

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''How about a dinner party?'' you suggest after Steve and Bucky have been thinking about a way to celebrate them buying their own house. ''It doesn't have to be big, if you guys want you could invite just the Avengers and their partners,'' you said, and finally, it felt like the air got lighter, it was easier to breathe. Finally, a plan the two of them could work with. ''Why didn't you mention that earlier? We've been thinking of huge parties this whole time when we could just keep it small,'' Bucky said, and he was relieved he didn't have to throw a party for who knows how many people. ''Well, if you had asked, I could have told you that sooner,'' you shrugged before picking up the book you were reading and walking into the living room at the Compound.

''Doll, would you please help us put this dinner party together? We have never done it before, and we can use all the help we can get,'' Bucky asked and you got a small smile on your lips, it was only a matter of time before you would get that question. They asked you every single time, without fault. ''Depends, when did you want to host it? Because I do have plans, believe it or not,'' you said as you said on the couch opposite them. ''Wait, you're telling us you have actual plans? We never thought we'd see the day,'' Steve joked but you didn't find it all that funny. ''Watch it, or you two can do this by yourselves,'' you said with a scowl. ''Sorry!'' they both said in unison.

''Like I asked, when do you want to host it? I obviously would love to help, but I need to know how much time I have to come up with a plan. Please tell me it's not tonight?'' you said getting worried, it would not be the first time pulled a stunt like this. ''Don't worry Sunshine, we were thinking of hosting it in 3 weeks, on a Saturday would be easiest I guess,'' Steve said and you felt relieved. ''Okay, I can work with that, I'll keep my Saturday open in that case, so I can help both of you out,'' you said and you pulled out your phone, blocking the entire day out so you wouldn't accidentally double book yourself again. You're kind of notorious for doing that at this point.

Over the next few weeks, you spent a lot of time - even more than usual - with your favorite super soldiers to get the party ready. There was a lot that needed to be done, from inviting everyone to getting the menu ready, and of course, cooking and preparing on the day itself. If only it were as easy as the three of you had thought, but it wasn't. Why would anything ever be easy, right? It all started when the invitations needed to be sent out, and being old-fashioned like they are, they wanted to do it on paper instead of the much easier and quicker way of texting everyone that they were invited. ''Just send a mass text and everyone will be invited, okay? That's easier,'' you sighed, and they finally gave in.

''I will never get used to modern-day technology,'' Bucky sighed and it made you giggle. From what the guys told you he was always the one interested in the future and what that would entail, yet Steve is the one who managed to get a decent grasp on how everything worked. He still had to explain things to Bucky and even though he didn't mind, it could be a little tiring sometimes. ''You'll get the hang of it one day, I promise,'' you said, but Bucky just rolled his eyes at you. All the Avengers gladly accepted the invitation to come along with their partners, so it would be quite a big dinner party, with a total of 18 people attending. They didn't mind, they had more than enough space for it now after all.

Next up, it was time to figure out what the menu was, and for once in your life, that was the easiest thing the three of you had decided on so far. You wouldn't be helping them cook, so after some convincing to make something a little easier, they settled for a typical Italian menu, including pasta and they somehow managed to reel you in to make the tiramisu they all love so much. ''Please? We will do anything for you if you just make the tiramisu for us!'' Bucky is practically begging and this point, and as funny as you think that is, you do eventually give in and agree to make it for them. ''I will only do it if I don't have to go on missions for the 2 weeks following the dinner party,'' you say and Steve immediately agrees.

''Done!'' he says and you laugh, already thinking about the vacation you're going to take in those 2 weeks. Now that all the planning and everything is done, you don't need to help them anymore, so you can go back to focus on the book you were reading when you offered to help them. Finally, time for yourself again. Or so you hoped. By the time the dinner party rolled around, they had asked you to go grocery shopping with them. That turned out to be a huge mistake on your part because you did practically all the shopping, and they just walked around the store pointing and looking at everything. ''Guys! Need some help here!'' you say, but they are so deep in thought and conversation they don't notice that you're done, and walking to the register.

By the time you've paid and loaded all your groceries in your cart, you shake your head. ''If you see 2 big guys looking for me, just tell them I went to the car, I'm done waiting for them,'' you tell the cashier and she just nods. You walk to the car and load the groceries in there when all of a sudden you hear two sets of footsteps approaching quickly. You don't need to look behind you to know it's Steve and Bucky because they're already calling for you and you just shake your head, smiling. ''Doll, why didn't you wait for us!'' Bucky says as he comes to a stop right beside you. ''I asked you guys for help, and you were too busy so I figured I'd just go and see you guys back here which is exactly what happened,'' you shrug, and Bucky just pulled you into a big hug, Steve following soon after.

You were sandwiched between the two men and as much as you'd love to stay like that a while longer, you still need to unload the rest of the groceries and go back to their house, because you promised to make your tiramisu for them. ''Go sit in the car, and I will see you when I'm done!'' you order them and they happily comply, sitting in the backseat together. They can't keep their hands off of each other and quickly they're wrapped up in a make-out session in the back, it's a good thing you went with your car, otherwise, they would've been humping each other by now.

You return the cart and when you're back you knock loudly on the window, startling them and they quickly pull apart with bright red faces. ''I don't mind the two of you having a make-out session with me nearby, but could you just not do that when I'm driving? I'd like to be able to see through my window in the back,'' you say and they nod, buckling their seatbelts as you're backing out and driving back to their house. They live on a relatively quiet street so you can park your car in front of their house. They help you unload the groceries and bring them inside, so you can get ready.

''I'll start the tiramisu, you two can start preparing for the pasta. Don't worry, I'll make the dough so we will have actual edible food tonight,'' you tease. Steve can cook perfectly fine, but you don't mind making the dough, since it's fun to do. They get started on the preparations and as soon as your tiramisu is in the fridge, you start on the pasta dough. When that's done too, all three of you are getting ready for dinner, you in the form of actually cooking it, the two of them by changing. Or so you thought. When you went up to their bedroom because you had a question, you could hear Steve's moans coming from the bathroom and you knew immediately what they were doing, and decided to just leave them alone.

When they were done and changed, they walk downstairs and find you on the couch, reading your book. ''So, had fun in the shower?'' you ask and they turn bright red. ''We, uh-,'' Bucky starts but you don't want to hear it. ''No, just don't. I know more than I needed because I heard Steve moaning. That's enough of a mental picture I won't get out of my head, but if you don't mind I'd like to use your shower now and get changed myself,'' you say, as you brought a set of extra clothing with you for the dinner party. ''Yeah, of course,'' Steve says, still flushed down to his chest and it's cute.

When you're showered you slip into some clean lingerie, and get your dark blue floral maxi dress on, combined with a pair of black heels. You left your hair just natural, and your make-up light. You walk down the stairs and the two super soldiers are setting the dinner table already. ''Wow, looking good Sunshine!'' Steve says and you just smile. ''Thanks!'' you say as you head into the kitchen to check up on your tiramisu, and it was doing wonderful. The rest of the Avengers and their partners slowly came by and the rest of the evening was filled with laughter, stories, and nothing but love.

When they went home you stayed over to clean up, and that's when Steve came to talk to you when you were sitting in the backyard. It was already past midnight and a dreaded day had crept up yet again because it was the anniversary of your sobriety. Sure, it was good that you're sober, but it still hurt every single time. You managed to get out of the addiction you were lost in, but your girlfriend Ava didn't, and she wouldn't live to see the day you were happy again. Today marks not only your 8th year of sobriety, but it also marks the 8th year of her passing, and Steve knows. You told him this a few years ago, but he promised not to tell anyone, which is why the two of you are sitting here, on the back porch watching the stars.

''I still think about her a lot, you know? On days like these especially. Sure, I'm happy I'm sober for 8 years now, obviously, but I wish I could celebrate it with Ava,'' you say and tears are welling up in your eyes again. ''I know she would be incredibly proud of how far I've come if she was still here, she would be proud of every single accomplishment, big or small, but she left a void I don't think I'd ever be able to fill,''. Steve understood the way you felt, especially after losing his mother. The two of you were sitting on the porch swing and he pulled you close to him, letting you cry softly while he rubbed circles on your back. ''I know I would've loved her if I had the chance to meet her,'' Steve said, and you know he would. ''She would've loved this dinner party too,'' you say, thinking back to the love of your life.

''God, I think you'd like her even more than me, she was such an amazing person, you always call me Sunshine, but she truly was the sunshine to brighten up everyone's day. I even planned on proposing to her once we'd gotten sober, but I never got the chance,'' you say, and Steve looks at you. ''Is that why you wear the two rings around your neck? One for you and one for Ava?'' he asks and you nod. ''Yeah, they're our engagement rings. She planned on proposing to me too,'' you said with a chuckle, wiping the tears from your cheeks. Bucky was looking through the window at the two of you, and he was waiting for the right moment to come outside too. ''It's just fucked up that I got to live, and she didn't,'' you say and the tears don't stop streaming.

''Got room for one more out here?'' Bucky softly asks as he approaches the two of you. ''Y-yeah,'' you say, and Bucky sits down on your right and puts his Vibranium hand on your knee, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb. Sure, he's curious about what the two of you were discussing, but he didn't need to know. He knows that if you want to tell him about it you would come to him, so it's okay. Right now he's just glad you know you can trust Steve, and that's all that matters. ''I love you, doll,'' Bucky said as he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder. ''Love you too, Buck,'' you say with a smile playing on your lips.

''What about me? Don't I get some love?'' Steve pouts which makes you laugh. ''I believe you got more than enough love in the shower earlier today,'' you joke as you wipe your tears away, laughing at your joke. He's still pouting. ''Okay, I love you too, Cap,'' you say and he just hugs you a little tighter. ''We would honestly be lost without you, you know that? We would never have gotten as far as we have without you, and I love you for that,'' Steve says, and you know it's true. Not just with the dinner party, but with everything you do for them. And you would do it over and over again, in every lifetime after this one. ''Oh, you would be totally lost if I wasn't here to save your asses!'' you laugh and the three of you laugh, and Bucky also cuddles into your side. The three of you spent a little while stargazing before falling asleep together on the porch swing, which is a perfect end to a perfect dinner party.

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Hitch - oneshot.

Summary: Henry and his girlfriend hit a bump in the road…

Pairings: AU!Henry Cavill x Girlfriend!OC

Warnings: angst, fluff, relationship difficulties/argument, language, pet names, nondescript OC body type/appearance, brief allusion to smut, hastily written/lightly proofread.

WC: 1630

A/N: Hi folks, still not back in the writing groove but gave it a go and this was the result lol Sorry for deleting the last request, still having a crisis of confidence but I appreciate all interactions (especially as it helps me figure out blog direction). Not sure how often I’ll continue posting atm but feel free to send requests etc. - R x

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Hitch - oneshot.

"I just want you to tell me why."

"Henry, do you not think if there was another reason, I’d just say so? Especially if it meant not having this conversation again?"

"So you honestly expect me to believe that you won’t get married simply because don't want to?"

"Yes! I said as much not long after we got together, why did you think I’d change my mind?"

"I dunno, I thought maybe you were trying to protect yourself. I know being with someone like me will never be straightforward, but why is marriage an impossibility given how long we've now been together? I've never done anything to make you doubt me or my love for you." She sighed and placed her hands on her hips, struggling to comprehend how watching some dreadful reality show about matchmaking had led to their current discussion.

"Henry, I really can’t have this conversation again. I've told you my reason why and won't keep repeating myself. Goodnight." Henry dashed between her and the living room door.

"Darling please, we need to talk about this. Surely you can appreciate why I’m confused? You won't attend premieres with me, you don’t often travel with me. I respect that you're your own person and want to be out of the spotlight at much as possible, but now I'm worried you don't feel the same way about me anymore."

"Henry, you already know that isn't true. For fuck's sake I take care of everything each and every day don't I? Your house, your personal affairs, even your dog! I live in the middle of nowhere for you, I get abused every day worldwide for you, and I can't even walk down the fucking street without the risk of being photographed - all for you! Why would I do any of that if I didn't love you? I've never wanted your money, connections, or anything else, and yet here you are questioning me!" But her anger only served to rile him up further.

"Well, I wonder why! You sound pretty resentful even though this is our house, our dog, our fucking life! For God’s sake I thought we were past this, what else can I do to prove that you're my priority?"

"I'm not resentful, that's my point! And we didn't choose this house or other aspects of our life together but I'm still here, still dedicated to you. What else do I have to do, to prove that?"

"So that would help? If we moved, chose a house together?" She clasped her forehead, exasperated.

"Ugh, no! I love this house because you chose it, just like I love you. Now let me go to bed." Henry blocked her path once again.

"No, please… I'm just trying to understand. You forget that I know you were engaged before, so is it that? You love me but you were in love with him?"

"Or the experience just confirmed marriage isn't for me. If I'd lost the person I loved most, why would I settle? I'm hardly the type, am I?" He searched her eyes.

"But if it's inconsequential to you why can't we do it? I just want you to be my wife, you know fine well I'll never hurt or leave you!"

"Except I don't! No one can. I don't want marriage because I don’t believe it's a vow anyone can honestly make. You might wake up tomorrow and decide you don't love me anymore, or next week you could meet someone who makes you realise you never did. I'm sorry but having to get divorced just adds insult to injury and I won't do it to myself. I refuse to."

"Oh, darling." Henry tried to move in for a hug but she swiftly raised her hand.

"Stop it. Whether you accept it or not, I continue to be here because I love you, and I'm sorry you think I haven't done enough to make that clear."

"And I'm sorry you think I don't love you as much as you love me." A look flashed briefly across her face.

"When did I say that?!"

"Throughout this entire conversation! So I was right all along, you think I'm just a selfish prick who wants to have his cake and eat it. First it was your father, then your ex, and now me. I'm just the latest in a long line of disappointments, aren't I? What do you want me to do? Give up acting? Will that be a big enough improvement for you?" There was no mistaking the look on her face anymore.

"How dare you. I've always respected what you do--"

“She said sarcastically.”

"Oh whatever, all this really comes down to is you not being able to control me any further than you already do." He stepped back a moment, turning around only halfway when he was ready to speak again.

"You don't really believe that?"

"Either way, I'm never getting married or having children. If that's too much for you then, I suppose... our relationship is already over." Her eyes were distraught and Henry rushed forwards, gripping the sides of her arms.

"No, no. Please, don't say that. I'm not losing you over something like this. Having children is different and besides, I don’t want to share you with anyone else," she felt her heart pinch. "I'm sorry, Okay? I'm just hurt, but I'll get over it. Yes, I'm old-fashioned, I find it hard that you don't let me spoil you, or that we have to take turns paying for holidays. You even have to pay for the upkeep of this place!”

"Yes, because you bought it despite us both living here, why can't I at least contribute?" He finally let her go, sighing as his head dropped down.

"I just want to care of you."

"And you do! Which I'm grateful for and is the reason I do whatever I can to take care of you as well. Marriage gives me the ick, alright? I'm just not lovey-dovey, sue me."

"Bollocks. You spend ages cuddling Kal, cooking for me… do you know you even cuddle up to me at night after you've fallen asleep? I try and stay awake just so--" his voice caught in his throat, "I don't miss it. We don't have to have a wedding, though you seemed to enjoy Mark's and Claire's...”

"I'd enjoy myself at funerals if they had open bars."

"Well, what if something happens to me? I need to make sure everything's taken care of."

"We can go to a solicitor for that." Henry rubbed his jaw.

"What if we make it just us? We don't have to invite anyone other than the witnesses." She pondered the suggestion for a moment.

"How about we have a civil union?" He scowled.

"What, where you don't have to change your title, surname, or even be called my wife?"

"Henry that's my last offer, take it or leave it. For fuck's sake why can't I just be your partner? That's all I've ever wanted to be..." She swallowed back her tears but practically fled the room. Henry just stood with his head in his hands. Neither of them slept well that night.

***

The next couple of days passed uneasily, not that she didn't try her best to make things better. She still didn't want to give in to Henry though, no matter how bad it felt not to. She thought she’d sacrificed enough for them to be together. If she said yes to this, then what would be next? It was as she was curled up on the sofa, letting such thoughts churn over and over in her mind, that he came and sat down beside her. After a couple of minutes, he gently took her hand. "Listen, I've thought about what you said and I think I finally understand. With that in mind, I'd like you to accept these as a promise that we'll belong to each other for as long as possible and as best we can.” He looked at her knowingly while pulling two velvet boxes from his pocket. “I got you the same promise ring as mine as I know you don't like anything sparkly, mine's just wider cos I've got big hands and need it to last. You don't have to be a Mrs or take my surname either, though I know you don’t like yours so I thought maybe you could anyway?" His hopeful eyes were met with the mischief in hers.

"But your surname’s awful as well!" He snorted.

"Fair enough, I know it's a nightmare changing everything by deed poll anyway. We can wear the rings on our right hands if you want, so... what do you think?"

"I'll accept it on one condition," she teased, though the tears in her eyes were plain to see.

"Which is?"

"You get down on one knee." Henry stared at her for a moment in disbelief but soon hurled himself to the floor, grinning as she presented her right hand. He took his time, making sure to slide the band on carefully. Once that was done she grabbed his and as gently as her patience would allow, twisted it over his finger. They beamed at each other before he leaped to his feet, pulling her with him so they could kiss and embrace. His heart felt like it was about to burst. "You know, if I'm not your wife then what will you call me?"

"How about 'wagon?'" She giggled and swatted him on the arm. "What about me?"

"Hmm, let's see... what else begins with 'w?'" He roared with laughter, planted another kiss on her mouth, and swept her up into his arms. She knew they were headed for the stairs before he even turned round.

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pumpkzsafeplace · 8 months

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pumpkin talks! ( a week in anon's life) (long post) welcome to a new segmant that will be happening on the pumpkin blog every sunday! ⭐ it had come to my attention that people will beginning to get nervous to babble due to the larger and increasing numbers! so i've decided to do a weekly roud up instead! <3.

i will be answering questions, showing support and giving everyone a single place to get advice and help! and also communicate in the comments! you can still babble away! & claim emojis! i just won't be responding till the end of the week! so without further ado, lets get into this week in the anon's life!

pumpkin's weekly segment! ⭐ - meltdown & the unbelievable support! 🌙

of course i couldn't start the segnment without one of the biggest thing happening being mentioned. i was so terrified to post it, i was in between meltdowns and thought it would come across like i was complaining rather than trying to compromise. honestly the support i recieved after i posted it was so incredibly heart warming, it had me in tears. both me and daddy sat and read every single one- and was overwhelmed with how much support we both have. so thank you so incredibly much, it felt so warming to feel seen not only as pumpkin but as little pumpkin too <3. it felt special feeling how you all claim i make you feel, it was so loving <3.(also the spammer, you put a smile on my face so thank you hehe).

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anon's weekly segment! ⭐ - new followers 🌙

hello new anon's"! welcome to our little positive side of the internet! feel free to babble till your heart is content! no need to be shy or nervous (although i do understand, hehe <3).

the emoji taken list has been updated! so if your chosen emoji wasn't on there- pick a new one and let me know so i could add you to our little family! <3.

❀•°❀°•❀ - heading back to school 🌙

there will be a main blog post on tackling agere within school but it was nice to see so many of you have a good first day! and found nice teachers, friends etc.

to those who had bad first days i'm super duper sorry <3, i hope that things change soon! and that school starts to brighten up and you find friends that love anc care for you & treat you like you should be treated! <3. to the anon who got accepted into their new school! congrats! <3. i hope it's a better experience for you then the last! <3. to the anon who was regressing or scared to regress in school, my top tips are to keep things that help ground you on your person at all times. (i.e, headphones, fidgit toys etc). what helped me a lot was promises to regress once i was back home or sometimes just mentally blocking/or forcing it back! to the anon who doesn't like their teacher, i'm sorry to hear about that <3. can't you request a new one for that subject? or is there just one for the whole year. (if so, then you might have to try your best to block them out and don't let their actions ruin your day! <3)

❀•°❀°•❀ - helping an icky feeling cg. 🌙

i have done a main post blog about this -> here! i hope it answers your question & helps out! and i wish them the very very best <3. i know how hard it is to deal with those kind of icky thoughts! i hope they know we're all here for them! <3.

❀•°❀°•❀ - regression relisation. 🌙

i have actually noticed that the vast majority of us have been age regressing before we even knew what it was. maybe it's just our minds way of coping with big scary things- i know mine probably did a lot! at least now we know what it is though! & can act on it a lot more knowledgeable and do things to help! <e

❀•°❀°•❀ - help with spelling. 🌙

i did a little googling for you anon! and there is a lot of cool websites that you can use to help with your spelling! maybe you could screenshot your progress & send it to your cg to show them how hard your working! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - disney check ins! 🌙

honestly both me & daddy have been loving the disney check ins! it feels like a vlog of your day but verbalised if that makes sense? we've been sat googling the environments an everything! i'm super glad you've been havign a fun time! it's made daddy want to go to disney now pft! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - struggling with anxiety 🌙

from the looks of it, the vast majority of anon's have been struggling with anxiety lately which sucks i know <3 this has been added for a main blog post but for now, my advice would be to try your best to take control of it in the early stages! notice what sets it off, and try to minimise those sorts of things happening. remember breathing exercises- inhaling for 4 holding for 5 and exhaling for 6, couting sheep or anything in the room, naming one thing your senses can pick up on! all these techniques can help prevent anxiety attacks! i hope it helps honeybees, we're all here to support you!<3

❀•°❀°•❀ - boundaries getting crossed. 🌙

i am so sorry they asked that of you- and i'm so incredibly sorry that it happened when you were small too. i can't imagine how that made you feel afterwards! please remember that you're feelings are completely valid and if anyone crosses your boundaries again- block & report them immediately! <3. we are all here to support you too! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - blood work, vaccines & homework 🌙

well done for being so brave to get blood work done honeybee! honestly you're braver than me <3 i'm usually too terrified pft! i'm also sorry to hear about your home work mishap! mistakes happen- you shouldn't be yelled at for it! <3. we're all human <3.

❀•°❀°•❀ - baking anon's. 🌙

i've never had banana muffins before, where they nice? i think i need to broaden my baking options- i usually just stick to cookies and brownies most the time pft! but i'm super proud of you for getting back into a hobby you enjoy! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - diagonised anon. 🌙

to the anon who recently got diagnosed as a neurodivergent but not given another title (i.e autistic etc) please know that you're feelings are completely valid, okay? we are all here to support you. i would suggest to ask for futher testing and state that you want a complete investigation! you deserve to know the true answer medicial diagonsis <3.

❀•°❀°•❀ - battling with big emotions 🌙

a lot of anon's are working through big emotions right now (ed thoughts, recovering from scary incidents, fighting through their illness, fighting to see the bright side etc). i just want you to know that although i may feel like you're going through it alone- we are all here supporting you! you are not a burden and will never be! we are here to look after one another so please don't ever appologise for reaching out for a little help. big pumpkin hugs to anyone that needs them! (fair warning though i am only 5ft 2, so it might hurt your back leaning down pft)

❀•°❀°•❀ - new gear! 🌙

to the anon's who bought/got given/or the delivery finally arrived on new gear or fun accessories i'm super glad you're so happy with them! you all deserve to be treated and feel special! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - worrying about mister X. 🌙

for those worried about mister X regarding the fire! don't worry, he's completely safe! <3. he wasn't too close to the fire and his work discharged him before any damage could be done, he did appreciate all the comforting words! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - concert fun! 🌙

i'm so glad you both had fun at the concert! it makes me happy that you had such a blast! & honestly if you don't leave one with sore & tired legs- did you even experience the full concert effect, heheh <3.

❀•°❀°•❀ - Mrs.O & gastroscopy news! 🌙

honestly reading about your experences with Mrs.O was so heartwarming! from now on, Mrs.O has the pumpkin's blog's full support for being the kindest doctor ever! i wish we had more like her! <3 & also good luck on the gastroscopy on wednesday! we're all here to support you & i hope your therapist helps a little with the nerves! i'm sorry to ehar about your parents though, i hope they've made up now and the environment is a lot nicer! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - the big caregiver talk. 🌙

telling a parter about agere and asking the big caregiver question will be addressed on a main blog post soon, but in the meantime i would do it when you're both comfortable. plan it out-include factual information so that they have the right idea of us & slowly bring up the cg question when they've digested the information.

don't be upset if they reject it straight away. let them get comfortable with the topic and go at their pace! if they do end up rejecting though- other options are avalibale such as platonic cg's, friends etc.

❀•°❀°•❀ - guilt with depression & cg's 🌙

honeybee, i know how hard depression can be and let me tell you, if you can get help or even words of support then go for it <3. maybe sit and have a conversation with your cg about how you're feeling lately? you could find out what they're comfortable with- how that fits in how your feeling and build up from there <3. you could even have a icky day routine that you could follow every day to help you feel a little better <3. just remember the run is a marathon, not a sprint. you've got this fight i promise! <3.

❀•°❀°•❀ - caregiver celebrations! 🌙

ahhh i'm so so happy for you anon! big big big congradulations! & i'm super duper proud of you for regressing in front of your friend too! big big steps! <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - piggy the plushie! 🌙

i hope you're having a good day honey! give piggy a big big cuddle from me please! <3

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- spooky theme 🌙

i might make my profile a little more spookier the closer we get to halloween! but regardng your profile dilemma! either see if anyone has drew your character or edited a spooky picture of them (credited obviously!)- if not, colour code spooky colours to match a profile picture!

❀•°❀°•❀ - humphrey & cotton support! 🌙

thank you so much for your support honeybee! your fight comment made me giggle & i'm glad no one caught on when you regressed in class too! keep safe, and keep being you! <3 (& hopefully you don't randomly regress in school again <3)

❀•°❀°•❀ - problems with agere server. 🌙

i'm sorry that happened honey <3, i understood that you broke a rule but mistakes happen sometimes- they could have addressed it a little bit nicer <3. i hope you're doing okay and feelin a little better! <3. you're feelings are valid i promise <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - appointment waiting list. 🌙

i couldn't believe what i had read when i saw this- holding you off till december, that's so cruel! have they gave you anything to help? techniques to dull the pain a little or something? big big big hugs from all of us okay- we're here to help however we can <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - magnus cuddles. 🌙

tell magnus his cuddles worked & i'm feeling all better now! please give him a big big big hug back from me! & i hope you're doing alright too honeybee <3

❀•°❀°•❀ - king's dominion. 🌙

i hope you have a fanstatic time honeybee! not going to lie- i did have to google it because i had no idea what it was! but now that i do i'm super duper jealous!! <3 i hope this helped a little bit better with talking! don't push yourself though if it's still a little bit nerve racking

❀•°❀°•❀ - non-verbal advice. 🌙

i'm sorry to hear about what you're going through honey <3. a main blog post on tips to help should be up later this week! but for now- one of my favourite things to use when i go non verabl (whether it's little space or havign a meltdow) are AAC apps! they're suited for all ages and usually have a vast majority of phrases on there! the one i use is called Leeloo <3. also hand signals works a lot too! <3

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6ix9inewiturmom · 39 minutes

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Camera Caught- Matt Sturniolo

Summary: you accidentally left some hickeys on matt’s neck and the fans catch it, start making edits, and matt “punishes” you

Warnings: SMUT, degradation, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, squirting, oral (female receiving), P in V, Unprotected sex, praising, slight crying.

A/N: I LOVE YOU ALL ENJOYY

PSA: I GIVE NO RIGHTS TO COPY MY WORK OR USE MY WORK FOR “INSPIRATION”

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Matt and I’s relationship has been very very private, we've been trying to keep it that way till we both collectively agreed to go public. Matt was down in the garage filming for a Friday video and I was endlessly scrolling on TikTok, I came across this edit of Matt, I didn't think much of it till i saw the comments.

Mattscupsupremacy: THE HICKEY?! WHO IS SHE?? MATTS A FREAKY GAL

Chrissypoohmylover: UHM MATTHEW?? what a freaky man.. she’s one lucky girl to be getting that fire dick

Nickismyqueen: WHY IS NO ONE POINTING OUT THE FACT HES NOT EVEN TRYING TO COVER IT UP??

Yamother6629: we lost another one girls… Funeral at my place at 6 pm tmr 😔💔

Thefourthtriplet5239: MATT SEEMED SO VANILLA.. who would ever guess that man is kinky?

“No no no” I say panicking out loud and immediately jumping out of bed and running through the house and busting the door open to the garage where Nick, Matt, and Chris are barging into the garage which sends the boys into an immediate panic

“Okay so you can edit this out of the video but it's an emergency,” I say out of breath.

“Girl go the fuck on, you said it’s an emergency, spill let’s go” Nick says snapping his fingers.

“Okay, patience, so I was scrolling through TikTok like normally waiting for you guys to finish filming and I scroll across this Matt edit,” I say trying to find the edit on my phone.

“Y/N how many times do I have to tell you to stop watching edits of me, I'm right here no need to fangirl over me,” Matt says with a sense of cockyness in his voice.

“No no hold on it gets better, so I scroll through the comments cause you know it's funny watching as the 12-year-olds talk about you being their ‘baby’-” start before Chris cut me off

“GET TO THE FUCKING POINT YAPPER,” Chris says throwing his hands in the air

“Says the one who goes on about putting a literal tit milk-drinking infant in the backseat of a car with no car seat. So let's not talk about her yapping” nick defends.

“ANYWAYS, Matt you forgot to cover your hickeys from the other night and everyone knows about it now, cause when you moved out of frame your hoodie must have come down, and there are edits and people calling you ‘vanilla’ whatever the hell that means, and like everyone is wondering who the girl is and I'm like panicking now,” I say with panic in my voice “I know you weren't ready to go public but everyone is like freaking the fuck out” I continue.

“Fuck, I thought the hoodie was a good cover” matt sighs “look its fine well figure it out after I'm done filming just go back inside and calm the hell down” he gives me a quick peck on my forehead and shutting the door of the car.

A couple of minutes later I got a text from matt, normally he does send me the occasional ‘i love you, almost done filming’ message but this one was a little different.

Matty B Rapz 💍

you’re in big trouble for getting us caught

i hope you ain’t tired cause you’re in for a long night

This wasn't out of the normal for Matt to be rough with me but over text? This is new, but I love it. I could feel myself getting soaked at all the possible ways Matt could fuck me, all the positions, thinking of all the ways in which he could make me cum.

After an hour and a half of endless scrolling through TikTok, I can hear the footsteps of Matt through the hallway.

“Hi baby, how was filming?” I say as he walks in the door immediately shutting it and locking it.

“Don't ‘baby’ me, strip,” he says harshly as his eyes darken with lust.

A smirk appeared on my lips, and moved off the bed walking towards him as I placed my phone down on the bedside table and slowly and teasingly removed my pants and shirt leaving me in my light pink lingerie set that I knew drove him insane, the way it hugged my curves, pushed my Brests up with a small delicate flower in the middle, and my underwear that sat and hung onto my hips with another small flower in the middle of it.

“So fucking sexy,” Matt says under his breath causing a light shade of pink to appear on my cheeks.

Matt wraps his arms around my torso and unclips my bra letting my breasts fall and the straps of my bra fall off my arms. He lightly pushes me back so I'm sitting on our shared bed as he places a deep and passionate kiss on my lips.

I yearn for more of his lips but he pulls away from me and starts trailing light kisses down my jaw and to my neck and sucking harshly on my neck so we have matching marks on my neck and soft moans escaping my lips.

“Since you had to go and get us caught,” he starts before sucking harsher in my neck in a pattern this time. “Everyone's gonna know who you belong to now” he pulls away walking back a couple of steps to admire the marks he left on my neck.

‘M’

His initial was spelled out on my neck.

“And you're not gonna cover that up. Got it?” he spits walking towards me and wrapping his hand around my neck.

“Yes, Matt” I whisper out

“Good fucking girl” he removes his hand from my neck and pushes me down so my back is now on the bed flat.

He lowers his body down, basically on his knees, and he leaves kisses down my stomach before kissing over my clothed pussy and a soft whimper comes out of my lips.

Using his teeth he guides my underwear off my legs and throws them on the floor with a smirk plastered on his face.

His face between my legs was always a sight for sore eyes, never failed to turn me on the way his blue eyes always stared at me through his eyelashes. He places small kisses around my thighs eventually making his way down to my dripping pussy and placing kisses everywhere around it but where I need him the most.

“Matt, please” I plead.

“What are you begging for? Use that filthy mouth of yours and tell me what you want” he says harshly.

“I need your mouth, please” i whine.

He smirks and uses his tongue to move up and down my folds collecting my juices he lets out a groan as the taste of my pussy touches his tongue. His lips attach to my clit sucking harshly on it.

“FUCK MATT” My back arches and my eyes roll back basically seeing my brain.

His tongue explores every inch of me as he keeps a steady gaze on me and how my body reacts to his mouth. His fingers trail into my begging hole that's clenched around the air begging to be fulfilled curling his slim fingers upward reaching a spot I could never reach by myself.

“MATT” I scream out as My thighs close his head in.

“Legs stay open” he mutters through my pussy.

His fingers now moving at a pace that's driving me absolutely insane, his muted moans against my pussy is only turning me on more.

“close” i breathe out trying not to strain my voice.

“hold it,” he says muttering against me as his nose flicks my clit digging his face deeper into my pussy. He was almost moaning as much as I was, typically he didn't even care if he cums, he gets off at watching me come unglued from his mouth or fingers.

“Please” I repeat pleading with matt.

“No, you're gonna hold it and you're gonna show me how much of a good girl you can be” he lifts his head continuing his pace with his fingers.

His gaze never left me, the way my back arched off the bed and my eyes rolled back just at his fingers was always so amusing to him.

“You always look so beautiful wrapped around my fingers,” he says smirking down at me and taking his lower lip between his teeth as he continues to arch his fingers inside me.

“PL-PLEA- CUM” i mutter unable to form a coherent sentence.

“Go ahead baby, let it all out” he coos in my ear in a low raspy voice.

The knot in my stomach snaps, and my orgasm hits me like a bus, my legs shake as my cum drips down into his fingers. he removes his fingers licking off my cum from them.

“Face down ass up, I ain't done with you” he says sternly.

I slowly nod turning around and holding myself up by my elbows taunting my ass around in the air. Matt smirks to himself removes his hoodie, and quickly removes his boxers and pants throwing all his clothes somewhere in the room.

I feel the bed dip down from the weight of his knees behind me. He reaches his arm around to my mouth places his hand below my mouth.

“Spit” he says harshly.

I obey spitting in his hand as he uses my spit to rub around the tip of his cock moving his hand up and down to coat his cock.

Matt aligns himself with my entrance and immediately bottoms out letting a loud groan escape his lips as my hips jerk backward and a loud whine leaks from my lips.

“You think you're so fucking innocent huh? Leaving those fucking hickeys on my neck” he spits thrusting harshly into me gripping onto my hair and pushing my head far into the mattress.

“I-im SO-SORRY” I scream into the mattress.

“Oh, you're sorry? If you were sorry you wouldn't be creaming all over my fucking. dick.” he says thirsting harder to annunciate his last two words as his head hangs low to look down at the white rim that's formed around the base of his cock.

“FUCKK” I whine out with tears starting to form in my eyes from the overstimulation. “CANT- CANT-TAKE” I muffle out as his hand pushes my head farther in the bed.

“You wanted this” he grunts “You take it” his hand travels down my body and starts to toy with my sensitive clit.

“OH BABY-” i scream out as my cervix begins to twitch around his cock signaling how close I was.

“Oh you think you're gonna cum soon?” he taunts rubbing faster on my clit as his thrusts begin getting sloppier.

“Pl-pl-please” I whisper yell to him.

“You're so fucking pathetic” he groans out using both hands and pressing my waist down the bed and rolling his hips into me getting deeper and kissing my cervix with his cock.

My legs began to shake and tremble “CLOSE” i choke out. his grip on my waist loosens up as he leans down and kisses my back.

“let it go, baby, let it all out” With that, the knot in my stomach breaks and I squirt all over the bed leaving a wet mess beneath me. “God damn baby you're so fucking sexy” he leaves small kisses on my neck as his thrusts got even sloppier.

“Oh fuck” he buries his head in my neck and groans as his cum begins to shoot out of him filling my hole of his cum.

He softly pulls out of me rolling me over now laying on my back and gives me a soft peck on the lips.

“Let me clean you up, yeah?” he smiles down at me and I shoot him a small smile back.

He throws on the same pair of sweatpants from earlier and walks softly and carefully to the bathroom wetting a small rag and bringing it back into the room.

“You did amazing, Y/N” he smiles up at me as he carefully runs the warm wash rag down my legs and anywhere else that was covered in cum.

“I am sorry about getting us caught, I know that we didn't want to go public just yet” I softly whisper as he makes his way next to me bringing me into his arms and placing a kiss down on my head.

“Hey, don't worry about it. We'll figure it out in the morning. But for now, just get some sleep," he says, running his fingers through my hair and occasionally kissing my head. We eventually drifted asleep, intertwined with each other.

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A/N PT 2 HI LOVES!! IDK how to feel ab this one but i hope you guys enjoyed it! I hope you're doing amazing!! And have an amazing day/night/evening!!

Xoxo

Gabs 💋

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spaghettificationandpretzels · 11 months

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The Reaper and the Death Angel Part 65

So, I know I only planned for there to be one or two more chapters but it looks like the prewedding took up more than I thought I want to do the story justice so you're getting a lot more chapter (all two of you who are still reading)

Part 64

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Contains: So much fluff, all the fluff.

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If I get married, I want to be very married.” - Audrey Hepburn

"There's a look on you face and I'm worried about it."

Ima smiled, "don't be, I'm Lyla and I are going to make sure Jax gets the best wedding gift ever."

You huffed, "not likely with what I bought him but ok."

"Go get all the things Jax loves to see you in, sexy things and come back here." She paused at your quizzical expression, "trust me."

You sighed, "Fine but if this is what I think it is, I'm going to need some convincing."

That didn't seem to be a problem, "Don't worry, I already have all my points planned."

You waved your hand, "I'll be back in ten."

Her smile widened, "Great, Lyla will be here in five."

When you returned, Lyla was sitting with Ima on the couch, "hello."

You waved, "Hello. Now please tell me why a boudoir shoot is a good idea, I already send him sexy pictures all the time but these ones don't have my face in them."

Lyla smiled, "Exactly that. This was he can have hard copies that put the digital ones to shame."

You gave her a look, "I'm not saying yes but how is this done so my bare ass doesn't end up all over the internet?"

"We do it old school, professional film that we'll develop, anything that doesn't go into the book gets burned." Ima said it like it was simple.

"And you'll both be taking them?" They nodded, "alright, but no editing and I'm not putting on makeup, Jax likes my natural face and I want them to be classy, please."

Ima smiled, "that's the spirit, we weren't going to do that anyway. Sam and Opie loved theirs, I'm sure Jax will be the same."

You held up a hand, "Ima, I'm not a prude but I don't need to hear that. Where are we doing this?"

Lyla reached into her bag and pulled out a film camera that must have been worth thousands, "the library is perfect."

You rubbed your face, "ok, what about my hair?"

Ima tapped the bag, "we've got that all sorted. Jax is kinda obvious about it when he stares, we know what he likes and lucky for you that's you as you are."

You smiled, "yes, he is good like that. You've convinced me, just let me make sure no one's coming home early, I don't want anyone seeing this go down."

You headed to the library and locked the door behind everyone, placing the pile of clothes on one of the display cases. Lyla went through it, picking up your lab coat with a smile, "really?"

You nodded, "yeah, ninety per cent of the sexy photos I send to him are just me in nothing but the lab coat."

Lyla waved her hand, "well go for it."

You sighed, "I'm not even going to bother going behind the bookcases to change, you're about to see everything anyway." You stipped off, threw on the lab coat, and waited for them to direct you.

"Slide it off one shoulder and stand by longe. You did as you were asked, "you said classy so we're not going to make you pose like a centrefold, just relax and smile." You understood why CaraCara made so much money, Lyla was great.

You took a deep breath, trying not to flinch as the camera flashed, "See, that was easy." Ima was good too, just the right amount of encouragement without being patronising.

"No, it wasn't. He better be grateful for this or I'm selling them for charity." You knew Jax would be more than grateful.

Ima shook her head, "put on his favourite pair on lingerie under it, if he has a few we'll do all of them."

You smiled, "I'm embracing my embarrassment and going for it. I'm trusting both of you to make sure this isn't cringy."

Lyla placed her hand over her heart, "We swear it will be great."

****

As you stood before the stacked tables and chairs, you thought planning and setting up your own wedding might have been a bad idea. There were only two days left and it felt like there was so much left to do.

"Go on darlin, we'll be fine here." Jax had been amazing the last three weeks, his excitement clear in every moment.

"Are you sure, all I'll be doing is cooking and putting the wedding favours together." Anvil had been busy all morning accepting deliveries so the kitchens would be stocked.

"I'm sure. I'll keep you updated." Jax moved from standing at your side to behind you so he could wrap his arms around your body, "go on, go be amazing and I'll hold down the fort."

You sighed and spun in his arms before kissing him, "you have no idea how amazing you are."

Jax smiled, "I'm sure you can tell me later."

****

Jax sighed and leaned against a tree, watching half the wedding party that was at the house position the rows and rows of chairs for the ceremony while the other half arranged everything for the reception afterwards.

Opie wandered over with a smile and raised his hand, cigar in hand, "because we didn't get to do it at the farm."

Jax shook his head and took it from Opie, lighting it with a contemplative expression, "did you ever think we'd end up here?"

Opie shook his head and took a drag, "With you marrying an ex CIA operative with six PhDs? No, I did not. Did you?"

Jax huffed, "nope, I didn't."

Opie gave him a strange look, "Have you written your vows?"

Jax swallowed, "no, I've got no fucking idea what I want to say. I know hers are going to be amazing."

Opie huffed, "you got that right, she's going to use so many big words, it's going to be all poetic and heartfelt and shit."

Jax snorted, "Don't I fucking know it.

Opie tipped the cigar towards Jax to emphasise the point he was about to make, "In fact, I can remember us having a conversation up at the cabin when we were prospects all about this and I remember you saying what kind a girl you wanted."

The memory overtook Jax in a rush.

"You were popular last night." Jax snorted, he had been popular every night since becoming a prospect.

"Not all of us are happy with one woman Ope. How is Donna taking you joining up?"

Opie shrugged, "she's happy to have so many new friends but I don't know how she feels about the other shit, I'm not telling her anything but she knows something is going on. What do you want in a Old Lady? Gemma's going to get on your back to start looking soon."

"She gotta love riding, I couldn't be with a woman who hated bikes. I'm going to be running this Club one day so she's gotta be a good host, I want everyone to know how good she treats me and she can't stick her nose where it doesn't belong, she's got to be ok with Club."

Opie rolled his eyes, "you're not helping the mommy's boy thing there brother."

Jax screwed up his face, "I do not want to marry my mother. I don't know man, how many relationships have we watched fall apart? Sometimes I don't think long term and the Club go together."

Opie shook his head, "you don't know. Good old ladies make a Club, I think you've just got to use your head and not your dick."

Jax huffed, "since when did you get so mature?"

"You've grown a lot since then." Opie's tone only had a hint of judgement.

Jax sighed, "yeah, I have. I think y/n might be responsible for a lot of that."

Opie chuckled, "Yeah, she's responsible for most of it."

"Are you sure you know what you're doing, or do I need to show you again?"

****

You stuck your head in the Anvil kitchen door and servery the scene, "how is everything going, does Booby need help with the cake?"

Bobby held up a hand, "I know I haven't done the best in the past but I can do this, go off and enjoy making your wedding favours, Juice and I can handle it."

Juice smiled, "yep, this is going to be the best bread I've ever made."

You smiled, "thank you. I'll be just around the corner if you need me."

You headed into the office and sat at the table with Ima, Audrey, Lyla and Billy, "I mean, I love the idea but don't you think that a native plant and these cute little fans are a bit much?"

You shook your head, "Well Billy, I wanted it to be practical and for everything to match. The native plants are useful and the foral fans fit out theme and the guest can use them to stay cool. Now get to folding or I'll send you to the house to stack chairs."

Billy laughed, "sorry y/n, I think everyone will love them."

Lyla smiled, "the photos turned out great. The book should be done by tomorrow so you can wrap it up nice."

Your eyes went wide, "Wow, in only four days. That's amazing."

Billy looked from Lyla to you, "What photos?"

"Oh, Ima and Lyla did some photos for me for Jax," you paused, hoping Billy would figure out what you were trying to say, "sexy pictures Billy."

He blinked, "oh ok, I didn't need to hear that but good for you."

You laughed, "sorry Bill."

****

You sighed and kicked off your shoes before beelining to the couch and sitting on Jax's lap, "the outside looks amazing."

Jax smiled and wrapped his arms around you, "yeah, we did a good job. You sound tired, did everything go ok today?"

You nodded, "it went great, all the food is set, so they'll do the prep work and cook some of it tomorrow night, but most of it will be cooked in the portal garage kitchen the morning of and the party favours and done. We can take it pretty easy tomorrow."

Jax buried his face in your neck and took a deep breath, "we are very good at this. You'll be planning Jess and Juice's wedding next."

You pulled back and shook your head, "I think I'm all wedding out right now and Jess is too young, maybe next year."

Jax chuckled, "sure darlin. In the meantime, I'll get you some dinner."

You pressed your lips to his, "thank you my love."

Jax kissed you back, his hand coming to cup your cheek, "love you too darlin."

****

"Good morning beloved." You snuggled further into his side and Jax pressed his lips to your forehead.

Jax squeezed your shoulder lovingly, "Good morning darlin, I know it's only one night but I'm going to miss sleeping next to you tonight."

You stretched out with a groan, "well it's that in exchange for the rest of our lives so I'm sure you'll be ok."

Jax looked over your face, his eyes filled with affection, "it will be well worth it."

Jax sighed, threw his legs over the side of the bed and got up, reaching out his hand for you to come with him, "As much as I would love to lay around with you all day, I think you and your friends are going to the spa."

You nodded, "yes, we are."

You got a shock when you came down for breakfast and the house was filled with the wedding party, "what's this?"

Sam smiled, "I wanted to do breakfast for everyone, well I didn't plan to but everyone came early and I had no choice." He handed the spatula to Opie and took Adurey for Ima's arms, "but right now, I'm going to feed my little girl." He tapped her nose, "isn't that right, you must be hungry."

You shook your head, "very cute Sam."

Frank sipped his coffee with a sigh, "what is this place anyway?"

You shrugged, "I don't know, some high end place in Oakland, it was a wedding gift from Otto and Luanne, it's called Green River Spa."

Happy made a face, "wait, the bridal party is getting a spa day? Why can't we come?"

You held back a laugh, "do you want a spa day Hap?"

He nodded, "Yes, we've been working hard too."

You shook your head, "Well how about we bring some stuff home and you guys can use it tonight?"

The seemed to make him happy, "I'd like that."

Billy sighed, "well, we better head off soon so finish your breakfast."

Jax smiled and swaggered over to you, pressing his lips to your cheek, "enjoy your day darlin."

You smiled, "thank you my love, I'll make sure to bring you back something nice."

****

"Ohhhh, this feels nice." You couldn't remember the last time you did anything more than ask Jax to help you with a homemade mask while he washed your hair.

"Yeah, we have to do this more often. When this is done I'm going to look like I didn't just have a baby." Ima sounded half asleep.

Billy chuckled, "Next time we have to thank our staff we're sending them here, fuck gender roles, this is great."

Frank sighed, "Good idea Billy, I've gotta buy Maria spa day, she deserves it."

"I don't know what you're all going on about, Balder and I do this all the time, it's nice but it's not special." Aden was always one to brag.

You huffed, "Well Buddy, we can't all be semi retired, plus your husband half owns a Scandinavia wellness spa of course you get this all the time."

Derek's voice filled the room, "Can you all shut up, I'm trying to enjoy my facial."

You giggled, "sorry D, we'll be quiet."

****

You hopped out of the car and rushed over to Happy before handing a container, "there you go, it's a green tea and honey mask, Lyla is bringing the rest inside now."

Happy smiled, "thanks. We've got it all planned for tonight, we've even got hand cream." He was dead serious.

You nodded, "I'm glad you guys are having fun."

****

Dinner was a quiet affair, the dishes being passed back and forth while everyone went over the wedding. By the end, everyone was yawning and rubbing their eyes and Jax approached as you cleaned the kitchen with a smile, "I guess this is where we say goodnight?"

You nodded, "It is but we'll see each other tomorrow."

Jax pressed his lips to yours, "we will. Goodnight darlin."

"Goodnight beloved."

****

Jax looked over the container in curiosity, "yogurt and honey face mask for glowing, soft skin, does anyone know how to use these?"

Juice chuckled and reached over, flipping the container in Jax's hands to show him the instructions, "it's easy man, you just wash your face then put it on."

Jax headed to the bathroom to wash his face, followed by everyone else and they stood before the long mirror in Sam's room, ready for the next instructions "what do we do now?" Kozik was looking at the white tub in front of him, half worried half excited.

Juice sighed, "take a little bit on your finger and rub it on your face anywhere you don't have hair."

Juice and Sam were already done, sitting there watching as the others struggled. Bobby turned to Sam, ready to ask him how he knew what he was doing but Sam answered preemptively, "I used to do this with y/n all the time. We should take a picture, they'll all get a kick out of this."

Happy sighed, "can we just relax? If we don't turn on the TV now we'll miss the fight."

Jax chuckled, "sure man."

****

Sam's tone buzzed on your phone and you picked it up only to be greeted by a photo of all the groomsmen with masks smeared on their faces and bellinis in their hands, "holy shit, you have to come and take a look at this."

Ima's face burst into a grin when she saw the photo, "they look like they're having fun."

Frank huffed, "a little too early, it looks like, bellinis are for the day of."

Billy chuckled, "You jealous Franky?"

Frank shook his head, "no, we're going to have all our fun tomorrow while they wake up with champagne headaches."

You sighed, "Sam will make sure they don't drink too much."

Ima nodded, "well he's got Addie tonight so you can be sure of that."

****

You rubbed your face as your alarm rang, Ima popping up beside you with a groan, "happy wedding."

You grunted, "tell me that when it's not the ass crack of dawn."

She laughed, "come on, we got to get everyone showered and ready to go. What do you need me to handle this morning?"

You thought for a moment, "just make sure all the food is ready to go, the guys did a great job yesterday so everything outside is sorted."

She nodded, "No worries, go downstairs and enjoy breakfast, we'll look after everything."

You smiled, "Thank you."

When you came downstairs, Frank was working the stove while Billy cut up fruit, "morning."

You glared, "morning. I'm happy I promise, I just don't show it this early."

Frank laughed, "Don't worry, we know."

Billy waved the knife, using it like a pointer while he spoke, "why is Sam a groomsman anyway? He's your brother."

You yawned, "because Jax can't have Thomas and Sam is about to be his brother in law. It felt like the right thing to do."

Billy blinked, "oh, that's really sweet."

You looked at the clock and sighed, "we better get our breakfast to go, we need to start getting ready."

****

"When do you need help with your dress?" Ima and Lyla were already half dressed, the simple green bridesmaids' dresses fitting them perfectly.

"Not for a while. I'll put it on at the last moment." You turned to Ima, "can you please give Jax his gift? Ask him to open it in another room please. The box is under the bed." Ima smiled and rushed to get it before hurrying out the door.

Ima headed to Sam's side of the house and knocked on the main door, and Opie opened it with a worried look of his face, "is everything alright?"

Ima nodded, "everything's wonderful, can I steal Jax for a moment?" Opie waved to Jax popped out and closed the door behind you, "this is for you from y/n, please go somewhere private to open it."

"Ok?" Jax took it from her, turning behind to yell that he would be back before Ima waved him a quick goodbye. Jax went into a spare room, sat down and unwrapped the box slowly, his eyes going wide as he took the book out of the box and thumbed through the pages, "Jesus Christ."

He thought about calling you to say thank you but he knew you'd be too busy to answer so he settled spending back to your side of the house to leave it somewhere safe and thanking you tonight.

Bobby jutted his head at the door, "What was that about?"

Jax blinked, hoping his face didn't give away the fact that he was desperately trying not to get hard, "nothing, y/n got me a wedding gift."

"Can we see it?" The last thing Jax was going to do was show it to Tig.

"Nope." Jax tried the think of an excuse when Opie cut in.

"He's saying no because it's fancy nudes." He ducked as Sam threw something at his head, "sorry man."

Jax sighed, "Can we drop it please? We've got an hour and we all have so much shit to do."

Sam held a finger and disappeared around the corner before coming up with Jax's favourite blue flannel, "speaking of, it's been ironed to perfection."

He could tell Sam was wrestling with something, "thanks man."

Sam smiled, "no worries, you're marrying my only sister, you got to look your best."

****

"How does the make up look?" You turned towards Lyla and she held up both thumbs "Ok, what about the photos?"

Angela smiled and lowered her camera, "they are turning out amazing. Stop worrying."

You sighed, "ok, I just need to check on the food and put my dress on and then we'll be ready to go. Are we running on time." There was a pause, clearly everyone trying to hold back their laughs.

Billy placed a warm hand on your shoulder, "we are great for time, Frank and Derek are going to check the food and we're going to wait out here while your bridesmaids help you with your dress because we don't need to see in your fancy underpants."

You smiled, "who says I'm wearing any underpants at all?"

Aden shook his head, "not appropriate."

Frank and Derek hopped up with a sigh, "don't worry, the food will be fine, we'll be back before you know it."

They headed to the garage and were assaulted by the wonderful smell of fresh bread and delicious food. Juice's head shot up when he saw them and tried to toss a tea towel over a stack of personal bread rolls. When he failed, Frank walked over and realised why he was being so secretive, "does y/n know?"

Juice shook his head, "no, it's a surprise so please don't tell her."

Derek smiled, "we'll keep your secret, don't worry. How is everything going?"

Bobby exhaled, "we're all good here, the food will be ready for dinner, all your staff have to do is follow the recipes that y/n left for them. You guys can go back upstairs, there's not long left."

Billy nodded, "thank you, I guess we'll be seeing you soon."

Juice smiled, "yep."

****

They hurried back upstairs and went back inside, Billy smiling when he saw you, "you look ready to go?"

You nodded, "I am. Ima and Lyla are going to help me with my dress while Angela takes photos," you took a deep breath, "Give me five minutes."

You plucked the garment bag off the hook and headed into the bathroom with the other women. After having a quick look at the lighting, Angela smiled and waved her hand, "go ahead."

You unzipped the bag and pulled the dress out with a sigh, "it's looks great."

Lyla shook her head, "wow, I can't believe you made that."

You smiled, "I did. It's pretty easy to get into, I'll just need help lacing up the back." You slid your robe off your shoulders while Ima unlaced the back, holding the dress opening so you could step through. You held the bodice up to your chest as Lyla pulled the dress together, the click click on Angela's camera filling the air.

"Ah, Jax just texted, they're heading down now." Frank's tone was filled with joy and affection.

Lyla had just finished lacing the dress, "thank you, I'm coming out now so get ready."

You paused at the door before twisting the handle and throwing it open,

Their face split into a grin, Billy speaking first, "Holy shit."

Derek twisted his fingers, "well, give us a spin." You spun around and the full skirt flared out as you went.

Frank walked up to your and wrapped you in his arms, "we better go downstairs and say hello to your guests, you look very beautiful."

You smiled, "thank you."

Ima sighed, "We're going to go in to the main room, Sam will be here soon."

You nodded, "I know, thank you for everything today."

Lyla smiled, "hey, what are friends for. We'll see you in a bit."

You took a deep breath, "that you will."

They left you in the quiet while you waited for Sam, his knock on the door pulling your from your thoughts, "wow, you look, wow."

"Thank Sammy." He reached out his fingers brushing the dress, "it's not white?"

You shook your head, "no, it's blush."

His eyes were damp, "And the flowers? There's so many"

"Chiffon, all natives. That's they the invites said no floras." Sam looked like he was going to ask more questions, "it's a full skirt with off the shoulder sleeves and a corset bodice. I don't know what the flower pattern is called."

Sam chuckled, "you look like a princess."

He hugged you before you could reply, "you good little brother?"

You felt him nod, "I'm great." He pulled away and offered you his arm, "are you ready?"

You smiled and looped your arm in his, "more than anything."

Part 66

@watercolorskyy @withmyteeth @camelia35

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meme-force-99 · 1 year

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Everyone is loving the idea of an Imperial Tech now but you all were role playing Imperial Bad Batch months before the end of season two made the idea popular and I appreciate what you have done with them. I have a lot of fun reading their stories and I hope there will be more with the plant because I really like Echo and Blithe a lot.

Thank you so much! I started him in May 2022, so you are correct that we were playing him for almost a full year before S2 brought it to the forefront of the fandom zeitgeist. I was looking for an outlet for my particular brand of cocky cleverness that was a bit less constrained that we've seen in Canon Tech.

However, I ultimately couldn't handle the amount of thirst that was trapped!😅 Therefore, last fall I handed his blog off to another member of our writing squad who has really taken him to new heights.

-- Exceptionally-Minded Mun

I also thank you! There will definitely be more plant shenanigans with Blithe and Echo in the future, so don't you worry.

It is true. I have noticed lately the idea of an Imperial version of Tech is surfacing more and more within fanfiction and fanart on Twitter, Tumblr, and other social media outlets. I am ecstatic over this. I hope to write my own Imperial Tech fanfiction one day if I can ever find the time.

While not the original mun, I know that even before this blog was created, others also saw his potential. For example, @emperor-palpaminty wrote a story called "Cat and Mouse" as early as August 2021. Her writing also inspired @lyrisei to make a wonderful comic based on her work, which was a source of inspiration near the beginning, I am told.

This blog was born nearly a year later. I took over as mun in October 2022. Tech has always been my favorite member of TBB, but as a writer I tend to lean in the direction of darker themes and topics. I favor the underdogs and villains.

While nervous at first, Imperial Tech turned out to be a perfect fit for my style, and I have a lot of fun writing for him. I wanted to do right by how I perceived the character, and getting him down took some time. Now it feels more natural, and I am happy to be his mun.

I am curious what you guys think! Now that we have all seen the season finale, if Tech does indeed return, and if he is indeed Imperial, what do you think he will be like?

Will he have cybernetic limbs? Will he be among the first dark troopers? Will he be chipped? Will he be brainwashed and serve under Dr. Hemlock like Emerie? Feel free to leave a comment or go ahead and reblog with your thoughts! We would also love to receive and send more recommendations of fan works featuring this variant!

--Imperial Tech mun

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Whole Lot Of Leavin

The Writing Contest - Chapter 3: Whole Lot Of Leavin'

Summary: When Nora and Javi finish their script, it's time to say goodbye [for now].

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x Female!OC (Nora Delaine)

Rating: 18+ Series

Word Count: 2,300 (ish)

Warnings: Romantic angst

Author’s Note: Nearly made myself cry and this isn't even the last of the angst. This being kind of a bridge chapter I decided I'd write it and post an update way sooner than usual.

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"Life with you is never too painful or too dull, angel. It was true forty years ago, and it is now. Your insights, the way you see the world drew me in, and has kept me. My life was anguished and boring before you, not after. I'll never see it any other way. You showed me what it was to live a meaningful life and that's all I could ask for."

You grinned and clapped enthusiastically as Javi dramatically finished reading the last line of your screenplay from the page you'd printed up and bowed comically after, grinning right back at you, an expression that made your heart flutter.

"I think we've done it," he said brightly.

"I think we have too," you agreed. "I cannot imagine any other way to end it. Angie and Nolan being happy in their old age, despite their past hardships, because they have each other. It's romantic in the highest degree, but it's also real. Their lives were far from perfect, but they were perfect for each other."

"You are a poet," Javi declared proudly. "I could not have worded it better myself!"

"You're a bit of one yourself," you told him, a smile tugging at your lips. He was cute when he got excited. "I liked that 'has kept me' bit. It might be bordering too poetic for a modern movie, but what the hell, it's perfect. And Nolan is a sap so it checks out."

Javi chuckled. "Maybe so, but I quite relate to him in some ways."

"Mmmm, the troubled family?"

"For one," he said somberly, though he did not go on to list other similarities they had.

Great going, Nora, you thought, regretting bringing it up. You knew his family was a touchy subject. You should've known better.

You cleared your throat to take the awkwardness out of the moment. "So, how do you feel having written your first real romantic script?"

"Like I want to do it all over again," he told you, his positive energy rejuvenating as soon as you'd gotten the question out. "I always feel that way after I complete a story, but this one is extra special."

"Please," you said, brushing off his comment, “There are one hundred other stories just like it."

"Just like, but not quite," he argued passionately. "Yours is more compelling than any romance I've read or seen in a long time."

"Ours," you corrected him.

"Ours," Javi repeated, "Yes, the details are ours. But it was always your creation, Nora."

You nodded, not sure how to respond to that. Maybe you didn't need to say anything, but not doing so was foreign to you. You weren't used to easily accepting praise. Most of the time you didn't feel worthy of it, doubt a constant friend in your life, a toxic one who always knocked down your sails.

"So, we've got our final draft," you began as Javi returned to his seat next to you. "What's next?"

"Next we email it to Walter and he sends it out to some of the film companies we've worked with before," he answered, "If none of them buy the script he'll extend the offer to others. But I'm confident one of the companies I've worked with in the past will take it. Lionsgate especially has expressed interest in taking up another screenplay from me."

"You really think it's theater worthy?" you asked, chewing on the cap of the pen in your hand nervously.

"Of course!"

"So when are you going to email it?"

"No time like now," Javi decided, flipping the lid to his laptop up. "That way Walter has a couple days before the weekend hits to reach out."

You watched as he typed up an email to Walter and linked the completed screenplay to him under the title "California Dreamers", your placeholder name for the script. Javi had warned you that often times studios or directors changed the names of screenplays once they started filming, but you still hoped whoever picked it up would see the need for that particular title. It played an important role in the story as far as you were concerned.

After Javi submitted the screenplay to Walter you both looked at each other blankly, unsure of what to do with your nearly nine week long project completed.

"What do we do while we wait for news?" you inquired.

He sighed. "We do whatever we want. I usually turn my focus back on the vineyard, or take a vacation. You...you can stay a while if you'd like, but you do not need to stay. You can go back home, be with your family and friends. There's nothing left to do that we can't do by email or video chat."

"So this is it," you realized, feeling heavy. You did miss your family, Sierra, and your rabbits, but you'd miss Valley View, and you didn't want to say goodbye to Javi.

"Only for now," he stated cheerfully, "We've got the premiere to go to when the film is released, after all, and then award season."

"Please," you said, trying to push away the part of you that wanted to entertain the idea of what it would be like to win any kind of award for your writing. "It's only my first screenplay. There's no way."

"Never say never!" he exclaimed, squeezing your shoulder. "There have been worst odds."

You couldn't deny that, you supposed.

He found you sitting on the stone bench by the Koi pond, tossing leftover cooked peas to them and watching the colorful mass of them swarm for an opportunity to eat one. There were a good thirty or so of them in the pond so it was entertaining to observe. You tried to make sure they all got at least one.

It was a good distraction from what you'd have to do next.

"Nora, what are you doing back here? You're going to be late."

You turned to see Javi approaching you, a wayward wavy lock of hair flopped over his forehead. Even disheveled he was ridiculously handsome.

"Wanted to say goodbye," you told him, gesturing towards the fish. "As silly as that is."

"It's not silly," he responded, shaking his head. "Koi are very intelligent for fish. They recognize the ones who feed them."

You smiled up at him fondly. "Thanks, but I doubt I've fed them often enough for them to remember me. I don't need them to. I'll miss them because I'll miss Valley View. I've never said it to you before, but this place is special, Jav."

"It is," he agreed. "And it's only a flight away. You can visit whenever you'd like."

"Thanks," you said gratefully, your smile turning wispy, "I might take you up on that offer."

"Please do." The tone in his voice was so genuine you wanted to cry.

As much as you'd miss his home, you'd miss Javi much more. Having spent every day of the last two months with him you'd gotten used to him being around. Felt close to him. You didn't want your friendship to turn long distance. You'd had a taste of what that was like with Sierra while you were staying at Valley View. You hated saying goodbye to Javi, but there was no denying a part of you was anxious to return home too, if nothing else for her, your rabbits, and your beloved old couch.

The part that wanted to stay silently tried to bargain. A few more days. You could cancel your flight and stay just a few more days. You knew Javi wouldn't mind, the cost of a commercial airline ticket was nothing to him, and you had been a little quick on the trigger buying your ticket back to North Dakota, having purchased it the same night you'd wrapped the screenplay. You had booked a flight that would take off two days later. At the time you'd thought it smart, rip the Band-Aid off smart, but with the two days having passed in a blur, you regretted it. If you stayed for the weekend you and Javi could go out one last time, maybe back to that bar you'd gone to for your birthday...

No. It was better this way.

"Let me drive you to the airport," Javi insisted, drawing you out of your thoughts.

Not trusting your words, you just nodded your yes. You could let him do that.

Ten minutes later you fetched your suitcase and overnight bag from the little house on the far side of the property and shoved them into the backseat of his dark green Land Rover.

Javi climbed into the driver's seat while you did so, and you joined him up front within a few seconds. As soon as you were buckled in and he'd put on sunglasses, he started driving to the airport. It was sunny and in the high sixties that day, so you opened the passenger window a crack, sucking in the fresh air as it rolled in. You watched as the now familiar landscape passed by, or rather, as you passed it by. Would you ever see it again? You quietly wondered. There was always a chance you wouldn't, so you tried to memorize it, just in case.

Javi was unusually subdued during the ride, his brief words here and there awkward and stiff. He mentioned that Walter had sent the screenplay to the last company on their list that morning and it was just a waiting game now to see who would make an offer for it. You'd simply nodded and kept your eyes on the world outside the vehicle, trying to hold back a sudden surge of confusing emotions.

It came to a head on the sidewalk in front of the airport's main entrance, after you'd gathered your belongings from the backseat and turned to Javi one last time.

He’d slid his sunglasses off his face and tucked them into a shirt pocket, the subtitle sadness in his exposed brown eyes making your heart ache.

"Goodbye, for now," he said, trying to force a smile, to create the illusion of him being his cheerful self. "Don't look so upset, eh? This is just the beginning. We've still got a lot to do once the script's picked up. Like going to the premiere."

"Video chatting won't be the same," you admitted to him.

"I meant what I said," he told you, "You can visit anytime."

"Thanks." You barely got out the word due to the lump forming in your throat. Was the cause sadness or regret?

"Come 'ere," Javi demanded softly, gesturing for you to hug him. You smiled and walked into his arms, swallowing hard as he squeezed you tight. You kept silently trying to remind yourself that this really wasn't going to be a permanent goodbye, but that still left you mourning the last two months. Things would never be the same.

"Bye, Javi." On impulse you gave him a peck on the cheek before spinning away and ambling into the building, not giving him a chance to return your words, and not allowing yourself to see his startled reaction.

You refused to look back.

"Nora!" Sierra squealed as soon as she opened her front door to see you standing before her. "You're back!"

She jumped into your arms and you yelped at the surprise embrace. "You knew I was coming home today," you reminded her. You'd called to let her know as soon as the plane ticket had been bought, before you'd even told your parents.

"Seeing is believing," she chimed. "It's good to have you back."

"You too." It really was. Even taking her brief visit for your birthday in account this had been the longest time you'd both spent apart, having grown up in the same town and been friends ever since you could remember.

"You anxious to see Buttercup and Tux?" she quizzed.

"Dying," you claimed, grinning ear to ear. "How have they been?"

"Same as when you last asked me yesterday," she replied, snorting. "Come on. They're munching on hay in their playpen."

She lead you through the kitchen of her old rental and into the living room. There next to her couch was a metal fenced playpen with two Miniature Lop rabbits inside.

The bigger one was also the oldest, a spayed butterscotch and white female. She was brushing shoulders with her younger pal, a black spotted male. They'd come with their names when you'd rescued them from the local animal shelter three years ago. You couldn't argue with them being named after their colors, and Buttercup looked very sweet with the heart shaped patch on her rump.

You climbed into the pen with them and sat cross legged as you petted them. "You guys have no idea how much I missed you," you gushed.

"Hopefully not as much as me," Sierra teased.

"It's a toss up," you joked and she huffed.

"Well, at least it's a toss up."

You scooped up Tux and placed him on your lap, one of his most favorite places to be. He continued to chew on the hay in his mouth as you stroked him slowly.

"So, how'd it go saying goodbye?" Sierra asked in a gentle tone. "You okay?"

"Yeah." You nodded. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

She rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her chest. "Cause you have feelings for Javi and now he's states away."

"Javi and I are friends," you told her as you played with one of Tux's long ears, "He didn’t stop me from leaving and he sent me a thumbs up emoji when I texted him to let him know I landed safely.”

"You two are both idiots," Sierra muttered, sounding exasperated.

"Even if you were right about him being interested in me in that way," you began, "We would have never worked out."

"Keep telling yourself that," she retorted.

"I have to," you said quietly, so low she didn't catch it.

Despite your previous conviction, deep in the crevices of your mind, doubt was starting to seep in.

Naturally, you refused to pay attention to it.

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Tagged: @harriedandharassed

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killerandhealerqueen · 3 months

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iiiiiiiit's your fave, dropping in with a ridiculous number of questions for you to answer! 5, 6, 11, 12, 15, 16, 20

Hello my beloved!

5. What is an image/set of images that you’re particularly proud of?

I'm not really sure what this question is asking...sorry

6. Idea that you always wanted to write but could never make work?

Honestly, there's nothing that I haven't thought of that I haven't written. If I think it, I write it. And if something is fighting me, I either put it aside until it works itself out or I scrap it and redo it, like my fic Monster Like Me (I worked on this god damn fic for over almost a month...my one shots have never taken this long before...but it's also one I'm really proud of so I guess all the work I put in paid off)

11. If I’m showing off just one of your pieces to someone, which one should it be?

You better show this fucker off -> 恨君不似江楼月 | Killer and Healer

It's my baby and I love her and I need to get back to working on her because the 3 anniversary is coming up and I need to have the next couple of chapters done!

But honestly, you could should any of my fics off and I would be honored

12. What WIPs do you have going now? Are you excited about them?

Now that I've finished Monster Like Me, I can get back to working on my other wips 恨君不似江楼月 | Killer and Healer (I'm about halfway through ep. 26 of 37), CSI: Jing City (we're on the last case), KeixYaku: Abunai Aibou, Oil and Water (we're on the second to last case), 药剂师日记 | The Apothecary Diaries (and we've got a few more cases to go with this one). I'm excited for all of them! I've also got a few more wips in my folders (Friendline, Junchun Hero x Villain, Vampire Doctor x Boxer (Mignon au), and 2 S.C.I. Hero x Villain aus) but those aren't to be touched until one of the other wips are finished.

15. Does font matter to you when you’re writing a draft?

Nope. I usually use Helvetica for fic and Times New Roman for headcanons. I'm also slowly learning that if I have an idea to just start writing it out instead outlining it because outlining it for some reason fucks with my head and the flow (which was the problem with Monster Like Me)

16. 3 favorite comments ever received on fanfic.

From @clawbehavior on my fic The City of Angels & Demons

She's not even in the fandom but I love receiving comments from her

From @evil-moonlight on my fic Our Dining Table

I love receiving literal book report comments, you don't even understand

From hellenatz on my fic 恨君不似江楼月 | Killer and Healer

I love getting comments from people who are new to Killer and Healer and who find my fic/fics and comment. Warms my fucking heart man

20. Go nuts, and talk about writing

I'mma be honest, I'm real tired after spending a few hours with my best friend eating sushi, talking, walking around/window shopping, and getting sea salt matcha lattes so my brain can't really like...talk about writing but like...I love writing and my writing friends and I love talking to y'all and hearing the shit that y'all are working on and just...yeah. I love being friends with other writers. Sorry if you wanted to hear about my fics but my brain is like nah

Fic writing questions! | send me asks

#sass answers #took 🐸#fic writing questions

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oddballwriter · 1 year

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May I get a Chai x Reader fic where the reader is chai's best friend?

Still Have Time for Me

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Summary: Chai comes back and shows off all that he's done to his best friend and has them meet is new friends and talk about all the cool heroic stuff he's done. But as it turns out, it might not all just be a person showing off to their best friend.

Warnings: Major Hi Fi Rush spoilers right at the beginning so skip if you have't already beaten the game. CNMN calling Chai the fuck out and Chai being a big idiot (/lh /affectionate). Band turns out to have been spying on Chai and reader at the end.

Author’s Snip: Chai my beloved

Notes: I didn't proof read this

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

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Seeing Chai come back from what was meant to be him getting a new robotic arm and maybe attending the famous Mimosa's ArmStrong Party to suddenly having to take down the entire corporation of Vandelay and their conspiracy to mind control people into consuming their products with some people he made friends AND becoming the new Vandelay Corporation's ambassador within the span of a day and a half wasn't what you were expecting to hear once he got home.

You literally woke up that morning having realized that Chai didn't send to a message telling you that he was home, a tradition you two had together, but you shrugged it off on the idea that Chai was exhausted from having rocked out hard at the party. That did seem like something he'd do. But then when you turned on the TV to hear some morning news you almost choked on your breakfast seeing your one and only best friend on TV right next to Roxanne Vandelay herself. When you called him and asked why he was on TV and what happened he nervously laughed and said "I'll have to go and explain it all to ya'.".

He soon came with his whole crew to your doorstep. Chai explained everything, with some additions and clear-ups from those you now know as Peppermint, Macaron, Korsica, and CNMN. Oh, and you met 808 too.

When you heard what Chai got himself into that day you wanted to choke him for being stupid and trying to fight a conglomerate super power almost by himself. But instead you just gave him a big hug and said that you were glad that he was okay and did something so good and brave. After all, you've been close friends for so long that you don't think you can ever actually be mad at Chai.

A few days later Chai took you to the Vandelay campus to show you around and see all the work he and everyone were now putting in for the new and improved Vandelay, the band's super neat hideout, now headquarters, and even all the spots where Chai bragged about the totally wicked tricks he did while running and kicking robot butt. The latter making you giggle about how only Chai would brag about doing such bold actions.

Unfortunately, Chai had to take a break from giving you the grand tour for some actual Vandelay business as part of being the ambassador, but he assured you that once business was done he'd get right back to it. Luckily, that gave you the time to meet Chai's new friends who seemed interested to meet you too.

"So," Peppermint said, "You and Chai are best buddies, huh?". You nodded, "We've known each other since we were both pretty young." you mention, "Can't recall a day I didn't have Chai around." you added. "My condolences." Korsica piped up as she passed by. "And here I thought we were Chai's only friends." Peppermint partially joked. "Well, I was the only person as close to him as you guys are now before he met you all." you reply, "I am pretty glad though. You guys are so cool. No wonder he likes you." you praise. "I am a bit sad that I'm gonna have to share Chai with you all." you joke.

"Share? Oh, no no no. Chai's all yours." Peppermint commented, "I'm sure he's all yours already." she added giving you some type of look. You raised your eyebrow, confused by what that meant. "Excuse me?" you asked.

"I believe Miss Peppermint is hinting at the fact that Mister Chai has romantic feelings for you." the robot CNMN chimed in bluntly and out of the blue. You whipped you head around towards them as soon as you heard that, missing Peppermint silently signaling him to shut it. "What?!" you sputtered out. "No! No, CNMN! You've got it all wrong! Chai's my best friend. There's no way he'd have feelings for me." you explained with your face a bright beet red face from such an idea.

" I do not think that I am, (Y/N)." CNMN disagreed. "I'm very keen on detecting a wide range of emotions and behaviors. And it seems to me that Mister Chai has been displaying behaviors that indicate that he feels very strong romantic feeling for you. Though it appears that you are not aware of such things since you have been around Mister Chai for so long that you see them as regular behaviors." they continued. "CNMN. Stop." Peppermint demands in a whisper, trying to have you not hear it. "No! Don't stop, CNMN! Explain it to me how you know. Please." you object.

"Well. When we went to your home so that he could explain the events that took place and hugged him claiming that you were relieved and happy that he came out of the situation over all unharmed and that what he did was great bravery, his turned red and vitals went up. Similar to when Miss Peppermint receives a compliment from Miss Korsica." CNMN claimed before Peppermint interjected with another call of his name. "My apologizes. I am getting sidetracked." the robot remarked. "Any how. I also observed that Chai was taking it upon himself to talk about actions he took in order to receive a praise or positive comment from you. What seems to be him desiring to impress you, which is a behavior that some people act in to charm someone they have feeling for." they stated. "Oh, and he stands closely next to you at all times and occasionally stares at you for prolonged times." They also added.

Almost similar to the day that was mentioned earlier in CNMN's statements, you stood there gobsmacked at what you just heard. All of what they said did just sound like Chai being Chai. But were you actually just used to seeing those behaviors in that light and missing the bigger picture that implied that Chai had feeling for you for who knows how long.

"I..." you managed to get out, "I don't know what to say.". "Have I just missed the signs this entire time?" you ask yourself out loud.

"Do you not reciprocate these same feelings, (Y/N)?" CNMN asked, still in that blunt manner.

"What? No! Of course not!" you blurted out. "You do not reciprocate Mister Chai's feeling?" CNMN asked tilting their head. "No! That's not what I mean- I-" you blurted out again without thinking. "I mean- I-" you try to clarify. "CNMN. I think (Y/N) needs to take a moment to sit down and think about the information you just gave them." Peppermint interjects as they grab a hold of your shoulders and guide you to the couch in the hide out. "I believe you're right. I am deeply sorry for distressing you with such sudden knowledge, (Y/N)." CNMN replied.

Once you were sat down Peppermint patted your shoulder and gave you an apologetic look for being what was a snowball that made an avalanche and Macaron, who had slightly over heard the whole thing made you some tea and water to help you calm down from the shock.

You spent a good while on that couch digesting, pondering, and thinking about it all. You guess that a part of you did always feel that way about Chai too. Maybe it was hiding just behind your mind waiting for an ah-ha kind of moment to let itself be known. Did Chai know that he felt that way towards you? I mean, it's worth asking since you knew Chai wasn't the brightest lightbulb in the lamp. But wow, was that bright and loud personality that made up for his smarts something you figured you always found charming. But to think that Chai's been making goo goo eyes at you this whole time.

You hardly noticed how much time passed as you thought on and on about all these new heads you've come to. By then, you drank all the water and tea offered to you, got comfy on the couch, and Chai was had come back to come and get you.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, (Y/N)." Chai announced. "But I see the band's taken care of you and you've gotten comfy while I was gone." he added as he gave nods to them all, completely oblivious to what has gone on since he left you here with them. "Oh yeah. They made great conversation with me." you claim as you get up off the couch and walk towards him. "Well, I'm sorry to interrupt your relaxation time, but we still get some stuff to see." Chai playfully remarked. "After you." he said gesturing towards the rest of the way.

Chai continued his actions from before. Showing you the sights, scenes, and "Vandelay history that's so going in the books". And as you listened, you watched for all the things that CNMN brought up. And you saw them. The dramatic retelling of his daring tricks, the playing out of how he fought, and the occasional pause to wait for you to laugh at his antics or sing him a type of praise. You saw them all.

The tour came to an end in the little center area outside in the campus. You know that Chai wasn't thinking about or planning anything, but you couldn't help but think of those cliché moments where a school boy would confess to their crush with the fact that the two of you were alone together.

"So. You made it pretty big, huh, Chai?" you comment. "Now you're able to be the rockstar you always wanted to be. Plus some new pals." you mention. "Yeah. I sure do." he agrees. "But don't worry. Between me and you. They could never replace the person who's been there since it was all just a daydream." Chai says as he looks over at you. "Jeez, thanks. I knew you'd get there somehow." you said. as you take a hold of his hands almost subconsciously. " I mean, you're Chai. You're too special to ignore." you clarify.

As you hold onto his hands, you feel the beat from the music in his chest from his robot arm. It feels weirdly nice. You'd felt it before since he got back and would make contact with you. But it felt, different. Somehow... intimate. You hadn't noticed that you looked away from him but when you did look back at him you saw that head over heels look on his face with the rosy blushing cheeks. He seemed like he wanted to say something but for once the words are caught in his throat.

"Chai." you speak. "Yeah?" he asked.

"Do you think that now that you're a rockstar ambassador you'll still have time for me?" you questioned. Chai nods, still with that look on his face. "Why?" you ask, more so because you think he might just say what you now want to hear.

"Because..." he mutters.

"Because I'm in limbs with you." he says.

"What?" you ask, confused. "What?" Chai mimics, seemingly heard himself. "What?" you both hear from the hidden 808 orb, which undoubtedly had equally confused friends on the other side.

"Mister Chai, I do believe you were meant to say you are in love with them." CNMN corrected before Korsica's voice came on. "Oi! Just kiss already you idiots!".

Without much left to do, you shrug and pull him down by his scarf and plant a kiss on his lips. You feel Chai fail to process for a moment before going in too on the kiss. And maybe even doing that stupid thing where some lifts their foot up.

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