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sanjisblackasswife · 2 years

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Any dad headcanons for the monster trio? (+ Law if you don’t mind)

(also love your writing btw!!)

A/N: I just seen a edit a while ago of Sanji being so good w kids n so I must— thank u btw!:) Imma add Cora because omg we need more writing with him:(

One Piece Men as Daddies (Fluff)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: None! Except the mommy (the reader) is kinda a menace.

Ft. Zoro, Luffy, Law, Sanji, Corazon

Sanji

Top 2 Best Dads and he ain’t number 2 fr

He spoils his kids more than you now I’m sorry :(

He doesn’t realize this and swears he loves you both equally

I can most definitely see him having a daughter as his first child and yes you and her are his Queen and Princess

His daughter is a simp just like his daddy

His daughter stresses him out so much because she loves drooling over every guy she sees omg

“STOP IT, SAMMIE!”

“Sweetheart she’s a baby she doesnt e—“

“ARE YOU STARING AT MY CHILD?!”

Sanji needs to throw all kinds of kicks when he is with his babygirl

God help him when she’s a teenager

He loves cuddling you both while watching Disney movies

He teaches his sweet girl the importance of how a man should treat her if she somehow gets one

“You can’t get married until you’re 25.”

“Sanji she’s just 3 right now.”

“Okay make it 30.”

Okay ngl when you were having the baby he made the mistake of looking down between your legs and the baby’s head was just barely peaking and he passed out.

He still has a bit of subtle nose bleeds when you were breast feeding too

He keeps mementos of every single thing his child has; drawings, fallen teeth, etc he keeps it in a box in his side of the closet

Due to his childhood he tends to worry he will turn into his biological father. He confided to you about this issue while you were pregnant and you nipped it in the bud and told him that he was and will never be like him and Zeff would be proud of the kinda man and future father he turned out to be

Both cried that night.

Also he is completely aware what happens to a woman’s body after pregnancy and will always remind you no matter how much your body changes he will still see you so beautiful.

He will be just like Zeff to his son. Teaching him the same way and all.

Zeff is the granddaddy btw. Sanji takes his kids to visit him often.

He usually takes the kid(s) off your hands for a day if he sees you feel stressed

100000000/10 daddy and yes he will be pumping more into you again if you’re up for it🤍

Luffy

Two Luffy’s running around in your home

Make it 3 because I can see him having twins

They stress you out sm.

“STOP PUTTING THE BABIES UP ON TOP OF THE SHELF ONE DAY THEY GONE SAY FUCK IT AND BUST THEY HEAD—“

“I GOT THEM Y/N!”

Man didn’t have a clue in the world how to be a daddy. So he went to Rayleigh panicking KSSHSJJSS

He’s a very chill parent so you have to be the stern one and it sucks sometimes

Yes the kids like daddy more than you

Almost every night when Luffy is home he puts the twins to bed with telling them of all the stories he had with you when he was young

“And I met your mommy on a different island! She didn’t like me at first but now she’s in love with me! Heheheeh!”

Kids have the same shishishi laugh as him cracks you up each time they do it in sync

You made the mistake of leaving the three of them at home as you went to go shopping and came back to a wrecked home and the three of them eating meat on the floor

He tells them about Ace a lot.

He actually named one of the twins after him

Encourages them to be what they want in life even if they want to be a pirate

Sabo is ofc the nice uncle that comes barring gifts

Sanji and Zoro are the Goddfathers

9/10 daddy that still is learning to be a daddy

Zoro

It’s canon this man is amazing with kids so off bat he’s top 3.

Since he has so much experience he was really good with handling the baby when he was first born

At least 17 times during the time yall son was a baby he tried nursing from Zoro and he hated it sm he couldn’t even take a nap shirtless with him

“STOP LAUGHING!”

“He Just Like me for real.”

“ENOUGH.”

The second the baby was able to walk he already wanted to train him into being a swordsman

“HES A BABY!”

“HE IS A GROWN MAN—!”

He will most definitely kill for you both

You annoyed him so much during your pregnancy because you wanted to leave the house but he didn’t want you getting hurt

You’ve caught him training with your baby son swaddled on his chest (like that one filler episode of him babysitting) and you nearly choked him out because wtf is he swinging around a sword so close to y’all baby.

He did gain some weight too during your pregnancy but immediately shredded off after you poked his belly

He loves his son but as he got older he started to have beef KSSHSHSISK

His son is a mamas boy and so whenever Zoro wants to have alone time with you it’s like he had a 6th sense and barged in ruining the moment

It’s so funny seeing them argue over who gets to cuddle you for the night

He plans to give your son one of his old swords when he gets older if he decides to be a swordsman

Luffy is the Goddfather and Sanji is ofc the cool uncle that comes to visit

100000/10 Zoro is a wonderful daddy

Law

He is the strict dad

You both had a daughter and she annoys him a lot just like you did when you both were dating

“Imma get tatted like you daddy.”

“You’re 13.”

“So?”

“NO—!”

He was the one to deliver y’all baby

The doctor side of him popped out when you were pregnant he never let u leave the bedroom. He even bathed you a lot which in turn have had him have sex with you in the tub

“Orgasms can help soothe you as you’re pregnant, y/n.”

“…the hell you read that at.”

He talks about Cora to you and your baby while you both were were sleep after pregnancy.

When your daughter turned 21 you and her convinced Law to get the same matching tattoo as him on her hand and even though he acted like he was against it he was ecstatic

He has scared off so many of your daughter’s boyfriends pls

He took off the head of one because he kept staring at YOUR boobs

Law likes to study with his baby girl on his lap.

You’ve walked in on him sleep on his chair with the baby cuddled on top

120/10 Law is an outstanding responsible daddy

Corazon (Rosinante)

TOP BEST DADDY SHUT UP HEAR ME OUT

Matching clothes

He’d have a daughter :( lil Rosie Aksbsjdksk

Yes he’s clumsy but he’d rather die than have you or his baby hurt

He didn’t stop smoking but he does only do it outside

You catch him doing stupid faces and stunts to make you’re daughter laugh when she’s sad and she eats it right tf up

Yes she is a daddy’s girl

He carries you both around with ease

If he notices you feeling insecure about your body post birth he’ll feel a tinge of guilt but smother you in kisses and appreciation about how he doesn’t care about how you look he still loves u sm

And if that doesn’t work he’ll just show you…naked…in the bed….

Sex he’ll show u with sex

Law is like the older brother and he may not act like it but he loves seeing Cora so happy with you and the baby

Scares tf outta you when he is outside throwing your 4 months old baby in the air tho

He uses some of his methods when he was raising Law to raise your baby

Gets so emotional when your daughter reaches out for him

“BABY LOOK AT OUR BABY SHE LOVES ME!”

“You’re her daddy, Cora of course she loves you.”

Just like Sanji saves every core memory he can of your baby daughter

Let’s her put on his makeup . It came out horribly but he proudly wore it the whole day

He needs to kiss you both before leaving or else he will have a terrible day

One time you and the baby surprised him with a cake just as a thank you for everything he has done for you and he fell off the chair crying

He cries a lot

Wants to have like 3 more babies with you

102$)43920292772200/10 best mf Daddy

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collapsedglasshouses · 8 months

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Hi! You're so cute 😍 I'd like to request a noah x pregnant reader! I'll leave all the details to you!

A/N: AAAAAAH! Sooo first of all... Thank you for calling me cute! I blushed a little ngl... But thank you even more for requesting! (you are my first request ever lmao) Please keep in mind, I am a childless woman and I would like to keep it that way, so I'm not that into pregnancy and baby stuff, BUT I wanna try different things! I did my best and I hope you like it!

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x pregnant!reader

Warnings: pregnancy, angst, fwb, mentions of sexual intercourse, let me know if i missed something

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You first met Noah about four years ago. You were at a bar with your friends in Los Angeles and the guys just happen to stop there after a show they played.

You had no idea who they were but Noah caught your attention since you definitely had a type for tall guys with tattoos and long hair.

To your surprise, he was pretty shy at first, but it didn't take long (about one and a half beers and a lot of small talk) for you two to seemingly ripping of each others clothes, just with your eyes.

Let's just say the night was pretty eventful.

That night, when you reached your apartment together, not giving each other a second without touching each other, you were sure, when you woke up the next day, he would be gone for good and you would never see him again, but you couldn't have been more wrong. When you opened your eyes, his arm was wrapped around your waist tightly and you felt his breath on your neck.

You found yourself smiling at it a little. Honestly, you were kind of glad he hadn't left. You had had a good time at the bar and to top it off, the sex was also incredibly good.

When he woke up, you two were a bit awkward at first, both not being used to one night stands still being there when waking up, but quickly adjusted to each other's presence. The morning was filled with a lot of laughter and stolen kisses or touches but soon, he needed to go.

You had decided to exchange contacts and he said goodbye by giving you one last kiss, before leaving you absolutely shook about your experience.

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You stayed in touch. You two quickly agreed that you weren’t really ready for a committed relationship, so you decided to just be friends.

As it always is with people who feel extreme tension to each other, this wasn’t the case for long…

Before Covid even really hit, you two were over each other every second possible.

Random hook up, when you came over? Yes.

Make out session in the kitchen? Why not.

Horny shower sex? Definitely.

Quickly you two found yourselves at a point again, where you needed to talk about where this was going.

You still agreed you weren’t ready to commit to a relationship and officially became friends with benefits.

This was going fine for years. It was going so well in fact that it even seemed scary for the two of you. You talked honestly with each other when you needed to and even more important, first and foremost you became the bestest of friends other the years.

But everything changed one eventful afternoon when you realised your period was late…

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Your hands were sweaty when you walked down this specific isle at your local grocery store.

You only needed that one thing but you were so nervous, you also grabbed your favourite candy and randomly some frozen broccoli to 'hide' your next item.

Your fingers shook as they grabbed the box off the shelf and dropped it in your cart. The fact that you even needed to buy a pregnancy test made you feel dizzy.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. You didn’t even know what to do, if this would come out positive. How the fuck should you tell Noah, he is going to be a dad, when the next tour would start in less than a week?

It would affect both of your careers. You weren’t ready for children at the moment. Hell, you weren’t even ready for a real relationship or else you wouldn’t have been fucking around with your best friend for years at this point.

You took a deep breath before you started walking again. You were only a few days late. Maybe five or so. There was no total guarantee, you were pregnant. The test was just a precaution. You needed to know.

When you came home you were relieved to see that Noah wouldn’t arrive at your place for at least another hour, as you planned over text.

You made your way to your bathroom, getting even more nervous than you already were. You followed the instructions on the package and than…

… You nearly lost your mind. You didn't even need to set the fucking timer. By the time you finished washing your hands, that undeniable pink line had formed in the little result window.

"Fuck no…", you muttered under your breath and supported yourself on the bathroom counter, while tears started to form in your eyes. "There is no way…"

There literally shouldn’t have been such a high chance you were pregnant. The two of you never slept with each other without a condom and you didn’t realise any accidents.

You tried to contain yourself while staring at the second line for several minutes. Every ones in a while you closed your eyes, in the hopes when you open them again, the line disappeared again. But you weren’t lucky.

So you tried your utter best to stop crying before you put the test back into the package and stored it in your bathroom drawer.

You stepped into your kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, just to drink in all at once.

Your mind was racing. You didn’t know what to do. Noah was going to arrive any moment and you were a total wrack, always on the verge of tears and very much pregnant with his child.

When you heard your bell ring, you thought like you were going to throw up. On your way to the door you dared a look in the mirror and almost cried again. You looked awful. Your eyes were puffy. Your cheeks were a deep shade of pink. Your nose was runny and you definitely couldn’t just ignore Noah.

So you crept to the door and opened it to reveal Noah’s smiling face. When he saw you standing there like you would almost collapse, his face dropped and he quickly closed the door and took your face into his hands.

"What’s going on? Are you okay? What happened?" He instantly wanted to know, checking you out for any physical evidence of your state.

Your heart raced and you started to panic, so you quickly said: "I don’t know… I think I'm getting sick."

Noah stopped in his tracks and looked at your face again, dropping his hands and raising an eyebrow. You instantly knew he didn’t believe you.

He eyed you closely, before you felt the tears stream down your face again.

Quickly he lead you to your couch and sat next to you. He immediately put his arms around you, what made you cry even more. You wrapped your arms around his neck and slid even closer to him, in fear it would be the last time you had him this near to you.

"Y/N, tell me what’s going on." He softly spoke when you calmed down a bit again.

You looked into his dark eyes and almost immediately the tears rolled down your face again.

"I can’t tell you, Noah." You cried out with a raspy voice and you felt like you were loosing your mind.

"Why can’t you tell me?" Noah wanted to know, wiping away your tears with this fingers.

"It'll change anything. You will hate me." You answered and tried to calm yourself down, only resulting in becoming more frantic.

"Are you seeing someone?" Noah than asked and took you by surprise.

"What?" - "You're seeing someone, right? And you want to end this." You immediately realised, he became much colder, even though he tried not to.

"I'm not." You answered him surprised. "If haven’t been sleeping with anyone else but you for at least a year."

You didn't even have to justify yourself, you two had discussed that you would only have to tell the other about other partners if you hadn't used protection.

Noah went quiet like he's been caught in something.

"Are you… seeing someone?" You wanted to know and Noah immediately shook his head. "I'm more than satisfied with you. I don’t need anyone else."

With that you felt your cheeks warm. It wasn’t the first time he had said something like that. You had a feeling your relationship had changed over the past few months. You became even closer.

With closer you meant, him hugging you longer when you greeted each other, him touching your hand more frequently, him touching your face when he sees you're deep in your thoughts and last but not least, he started to kiss you during sex.

That had been an unspoken rule between you after your first one night stand. No kisses. But somehow you both seemed to break the rule over and over.

You felt like you calmed down enough to finally speak up. You needed to tell him. You couldn’t just pretend like you weren’t pregnant and than disappear as soon as it showed (not to say you hadn’t thought about it, in your panic moments).

"We are there for each other, right?" You wanted to make sure and grabbed his hand. Confused he lifted his eyebrows for a short second before nodding.

"Promise me, you won’t leave me." You than said and looked him deep in the eyes. You ignored the warmth that formed in you stomach, when you saw his eyes flicker to your lips for a brief second.

He swallowed hard before he answered: "Jesus, did you kill someone?" - "PROMISE ME." - "YEAH YEAH, I PROMISE… Hell, Y/N, your making me nervous."

With that you took a deep breath and got up, not letting go of his hand and leading him into your bathroom. When you came to stand before your bathroom drawer, you let go of his hand and stared at it.

"Is the murder weapon in there?" Noah joked but ended up with your elbow in his stomach. "This is serious, Noah."

In defence he lifted his arms and looked at you uplifting. You took another deep breath before you opened the drawer and pulled out the package. When you opened it, you felt how shaky your hands were.

You couldn’t even look at Noah, when you pulled out the positive test and handed it to him.

Than there was silence. Cruel and long silence. In fact it was quiet for so long that you thought he had just died on the spot while staring at the two lines.

"What is this?" He asked. "What's what?"

He lifted the test and you could see, he was also close to tears.

"That is a pregnancy test." - "Is it yours?"

You slightly nodded and your vision started to blur again. You did your utter best to keep yourself from crying but seeing Noah like that made you feel dizzy again. He would leave.

"How accurate are these things?" He than wanted to know.

"The second line immediately showed up. I wasn’t even done washing my hands and it already showed." - "Maybe it’s broken." - "I'm late, Noah. Should have gotten my period half a week ago."

Noah looked at the test again, before taking a breath and running his hand over his face in shook.

"Maybe we should take another one before jumping onto conclusions." He suggested. You blinked at him a couple of times before asking: "You're not mad?"

"Why should I? It takes two people to get someone pregnant and since you told me I am the only option, it’s my responsibility to be there for you. No matter how you'll proceed." He answered you honestly.

"Is it over?" You than wanted to know. "What?" - "This." You pointed your hands back and forth between the two of you.

Noah took a deep breath. "No. I won’t leave you."

You couldn’t hold yourself anymore. You knew you had a rule but you were so overwhelmed with the things that happened in the last couple of hours that you couldn’t resist but wrap your arms around him and kiss him.

Surprised he quickly lay down the test and grabbed the bathroom counter for support. At first you thought he would back away but than his hands landed on your hips and before you knew, he had pressed you against the counter and was literally devouring you.

It felt like this was the first real kiss between you two. It felt like you were starting to levitate while your tongues thought for dominance even though you definitely knew this was a lost game for you.

Soon the kiss slowed down and he wrapped his arms around you, while you pulled yourself even closer to him.

When you broke the kiss, he leaned his forehead against yours while you to tried to regain your breaths.

Neither of you dared to open their eyes. Neither of you wanted to let this moment go. A moment of unspoken feelings, where it was more than clear what you felt for each other.

"We'll go through this together."

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Not even three days later, you found yourselves at your doctor's appointment. Even though the next tour would start soon, Noah had tried to not leave you alone for as long as he could.

So when you set there and the doctor came in with a smile on his face, you nearly crushed Noah's hand.

"Congratulations, you are pregnant." So know there was no doubt anymore. "Do we want to discuss options?"

The doctor and Noah looked at you expectantly. You closed your eyes for a second and thought to yourself. Were you ready for it? You had a stable job and income, friends who would support you and your baby daddy already said he wouldn’t leave. When you deeply thought to yourself you could definitely imagine a family with Noah. You wanted one with him.

When you opened your eyes again, you looked at Noah. He squeezed your hand in support.

"No." You answered the doctor and smile lightly. "We know what we want."

"Okay, I'll give you both a moment," the doctor said than said and left the room, while Noah squeezed your hand tightly.

"So we're gonna be parents?" He asked and smiled at you lightly. You nodded.

"I wouldn’t be mad, if you said you weren’t ready, Noah. You’re doing so well with the band and I don’t want to hold you back." You than explained to him but he shook his head.

"You definitely aren’t holding me back. I can manage it. I will do it for you. For us." He exclaimed and than placed a hand on your stomach. You couldn’t help but feel the warmth form in you again and quickly wrapped your arms around him.

"Thank you so much." - "No need to thank me. But we should definitely talk about us when we get home."

You backed away from him and looked at him confused. "What do you mean?"

"I don’t wanna talk about my feelings at a doctors office." He gave you the hint and with that you quickly nodded and stood up.

"Than let’s go." With that Noah also stood to his feet, grabbed your hand and you left the doctors office together, knowing you would manage this together. As a family.

#noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian fanfic #bad omens rpf

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livin4mybabes · 1 year

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We're a team baby, we're in this together // Mason Mount

request: yes thank you for you request ❤ summary: Mason stopped being the hands on dad so when you leave, he started to understand what he lost and what was happened to him. pairing: dadmason! x reader warnings: fights, angst, mention of depression but there's a happy ending words count: 2.01 k author note: My first fic with Mase and im happy with the result -ngl, i'd have liked to make Mason suffer more-, i hope you like it too

" Leave Mason, just leave. You haven't been here for me even less for your daughter when we need you the most. It's not like, if you want to help me or not, it's your fucking job since I got pregnant because you got your fucking dick in me with no protection."

" y/n, please..."

"I'm sorry Mason, but I really need to figure things out."

Several things have happened to get to the point of that fight.

You and Mason have been in a relationship for several years now -you started dating at 17- You've been through many adversities, yet you've stayed together. You moved in together, got engaged and now, you were parents to a beautiful baby girl. A baby girl that you had created with so much love.

Since you found out you were going to be parents, you couldn't help but feel a little insecure about it, taking care of a little one; however, the happiness was bigger. That subject you used to talk about in the evenings had become a reality.

Anyway, Mason was over the moon about it, he was going to have a little princess to take care of. He would fulfill your every whim, and he tried to go to as many doctor's appointments as possible. Not to mention the last few months of your pregnancy, he was practically glued to you the whole time.

The day you welcomed your little baby girl, Riley, Mason was holding her in his arms the whole time, they were attached to the hips.

When you arrived home after leaving the hospital, he was no different, he would change your baby's nappies, while you were breastfeeding, he would sit next to you while holding you around or caressing your little one's cheek. Also, as you could hardly make much effort, he would do the laundry, cook, etc.

Finally, when he returned to training, he would come home as soon as possible so he could help you with everything related to your baby. However, that lasted a few months before it got to the point mentioned at the beginning.

Mason started hanging out with his friends —not that it bothered you because, of course, you can't not let him do that and he deserved a break after the months he'd spent with you— but, suddenly, he started going out frequently, sometimes arriving late, and you hardly saw him anymore because when you woke up, he had already left for training.

He didn't even come home for lunch anymore, you didn't even get calls from him asking about Riley, about you, it seemed like you were on your own.

Riley was sick, she had caught a cold. All night she was hot, her nose was stuffy, she was crying a lot and you really didn't know what to do and Mason, even though he had heard everything in the early morning, didn't even stop to ask you what was going on. As a first time mum it is sometimes very difficult, you had called your mum to let her know that you were going to stay at your old house for a few days, she had asked you the reasons but you told her you would explain later.

First you would take your daughter to the doctor.

You had tried to call Mason but he didn't answer, so you decided to call Ben, maybe he could make him know.

To your misfortune, Ben didn't know where Mason was. He only mentioned to you that he left the club as soon as training was over. That caught your attention as he hadn't even stopped by the house.

You grabbed your house keys and headed to the doctor's, you'd do it without Mason.

It was 7pm when you returned home, no surprise to you, Mason hadn't made it home. You took Riley to her room and then went to the kitchen to get some dinner. When you were done, you went to your room and grabbed a couple of changes of clothes for you and Riley and other essentials things —nappies, dummies, wet wipes—. You'd had enough.

Finally, Mason had arrived home around 9 pm. He left the car in the garage and went into the house and started checking his phone call log, and then he found a lot of missed calls from you, from Ben, from Kai, from his mother.

Had something happened to you?

Mason ran to his room and you got up to confront him.

"Where have you been? Have you just been looking at your phone?" You said as you approached him.

"I couldn't, I've been busy. I went to Ben's, but I just saw that you called me." You couldn't believe it; he was lying to your face.

"Don't lie to me Mason, I've spoken to Ben and he never mentioned you were with him" You pointed at him angrily.

"So now you want to control me and watch me..." "I would never do that Mason! I was looking for you because I needed you, your daughter needed you and you didn't even care! I'm tired."

"What happened to Riley? Is she okay?" Mason said concerned.

"Now apparently you do care" You laughed as you shook your head, you couldn't believe it.

"She's my daughter, of course I care" "No, you don't. If it were true you wouldn't have left us alone all this time."

"But, I- " You cut him off.

“You haven't been here for me even less for your daughter when we need you the most. It's not like, if you want to help me or not, it's your fucking job since I got pregnant because you got your fucking dick in me with no protection."

"Riley, she got cold. Maybe it's not that bad, but you didn't even bother to ask about her like you used to do every day. I can't Mase, not anymore."

"y/n, please..."

"I'm sorry Mason, but I really need time to figure things out and you, to sort things out and be the father that Riley needs." You told him as you cried, he tried to come closer but you pulled back.

"Y/n, baby. Please," Mason said, his voice breaking.

"If you don't go, I'll go. I really, really need time. I'll go to my parents."

With that, you left the house. Your house that held so many memories, but it was a house that was now broken.

A couple of weeks had passed, Mason had come home and found it completely dark and silent as it had been a few weeks since you left. He missed you, so he tried to call you, but he regretted it, maybe you wouldn't answer.

He needed to talk to someone, so he called Ben.

"Mase? Everything ok?" Ben said as he answered.

"It's my damn fault, I've been an idiot these last few weeks, I let them down when they needed me. When it's my responsibility to do it." Ben heard how Mason's voice had cracked.

"What are you talking about? Y/n and Riley are okay?" Ben said worriedly. He had really noticed Mason acting weird a few weeks ago, but he had noticed some recovery in him, but he had never said anything to him, even when he had asked him.

"Mate, mate calm down" Ben was trying to calm his mate down.

"I'm a fucking prick, argh!" Mason said as he sat down on the ground.

""Mate, I know it's none of my business but is everything alright with you guys?"" Ben couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah, well... I don't know, I've been a dick. Y/n probably hates me; I've been really absent at home but I'm working on it."

"But why..." "It's a situation that I had, that I had to work on myself" Mason cut Ben off.

"Mason, I didn't know. I hope you're better," Ben told him.

"I am".

"Go to her house. Go and get them, you can't lose them, they're your family. Try to fix it or you'll regret it, believe me. 'I know you're better now, be the father Riley needs, the fiancé that y/n needs."

"Thanks mate, I will" Mason said, with that, Mason cut the call and headed to your parents’ home. He would fight for you guys; he would fix the bullshit he did.

You were lying on the bed in your old room, resting after a hard day. You were exhausted, being with a little girl who kept crying and you didn't know why. She wasn't sick anymore —you knew because you had taken her to the doctor again and he said there was nothing wrong with her, she was healthy— you didn't know what to do. Maybe she needed and missed her father as much as you did, " shame he's an idiot" you thought.

By now your little girl was asleep next to you in her co-sleeper. You were about to fall asleep when you heard a knock on your door, it was probably your mother asking if you wanted some dinner.

"Come in," you replied, sitting up. When the door opened you expected to find your mother, you were wrong, who was at the door was Mason.

"Mason, what are you doing here?" you asked.

"I came to fix the mistakes I made. I don't want to lose you" Mason approached you.

"Mason..." You said in disbelief.

" y/n, baby. Let me explain please." He said as he looked into your eyes, and you saw his regret. You nodded.

"Well, since Riley was born I've been the happiest man but, these last few months I feel like I'm not enough. That you and she deserve better. And I know this has affected our family, our relationship and I'm sorry I didn't tell you how I felt before. But, somehow, I preferred to avoid it and go out with my friends, because I thought it was stupid.

I want to tell you that I have worked on myself, I have gone to the psychologist and he has told me that it is probably depression, although it is not very common, there is post-partum depression in fathers and apparently that is what happened to me. I am better, I understood what was happening to me, it helped me to seek help, to talk to Ben, and I promise you that I will give you the best version of me". By this time, you were already crying.

"Mase, I'm sorry for everything you've been through. I want you to know that you can always tell me anything you want. We're a team baby, we're in this together.

I'm not going to lie to you that I was angry, disappointed that you acted like that, you left us. And you left me with all the responsibilities because a mother never has time to take a break Mason. It hurt, but, we miss you, even Riley has been crying a lot, I think that's the reason for that," you tearfully told him.

"I apologize too for what I put you through. And it's true what you say, that was selfish of me but believe me I won't hide anything from you, we'll tell each other the way we feel. We can't let this happen again". Mason said that and just Riley started to cry, and the two of you approached her.

"Hello baby, how are you" Mase said as he held her in his arms, she stopped crying.

"See, she missed you, didn't you baby?" you said looking at them.

"I missed you too. I'm never going to leave you, I promise."

"You better Mason" You said pointing at him angrily, but laughing at the same time.

" We shouldn't make mommy Ri mad" Mason said with a sly laugh.

"No, you don't make me mad," you said.

"Okay, okay... Let's go home, we will not be separated again."

With that, you packed your things and returned home, together and with the whole situation sorted out. Finally, your family was back where you belonged.

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xkotaro16w · 2 years

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I really love your stories! Can I request a scenario in which Leona takes his female s/o to meet his royal family after his brother hears about her from Cheka? How will he react? Please and thanks!

—𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙵!𝚂/𝙾 𝚝𝚘 𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙵𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙷𝚎𝚛—

Summary: Scenario/short scenario where Leona takes his S/O to meet his family in his kingdom after his big brother heard about his S/O from Cheka.

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x F!S/O.

CW: Fluff, slight cursing, having a child (mentioned), grammatical error, OOC.

A/N: KJBGAKJGWBAJWEGB IM GLAD U LIKE MY STORIES (even though they’re pretty bad ngl) (╥ᆺ╥；) EJKGBWAJKHBGAHWGB I HOPE U LIKE THIS & THX A LOT EHE ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ IM SRY THIS’S VERY BAD

That day where Leona overblotted, his precious and adorable nephew came to meet him. The little cub saw you and was interested in getting to know you and your friends. After that day, Cheka enjoys visiting his uncle’s school.

Until now, the cub has never seen his uncle being soft and gentle around someone, Leona loves to take a nap with you, which made the little cub surprised by this. His precious and only uncle finally found a mate, he has a new aunt!

Day by day, Cheka grew too fond of you and all about you. Don’t mind him asking you about when will you marry Leona, when will you come to his homeland, and the most outrageous question is when will he have a playmate from you and Leona.

That last question sure made the two of you stop breathing, it’s the same as when will you guys have a baby or a cub. That child made Leona thought about the idea of having a child with you throughout the day. What a troublesome brat.

Running through the castle hall, the little fur ball scans all the doors to search for the king’s office. Once he spotted the door, he rushes into the room and makes the king, his wife, along with his secretary to face him.

“Dad!! Mom!! Listen listen!!” He jumps into their embrace with a glint in his eyes.

As Cheka’s father, Farena couldn’t stop him blabbering about his son’s visit to NRC, however it catches him off guard with everyone when Cheka mentions about Leona. Farena asks about his little brother to Cheka excitedly.

“Do you know, dad? Unca has a mate!!” That sentence could make the entire kingdom faint from the shock.

Gosh, seems like the younger lion beastman has grown up, huh. That sure makes the king and his wife take a deep interest in his mate. A small Q&A with Cheka doesn't satisfy Farena, the only way to find out more about it is to invite you to visit the kingdom.

Several days later, Leona wakes up to the rapping of knuckles against his door, the ones that has the audacity to disturb his nap are you, and perhaps Ruggie. The door creaks when a certain hyena beastman push it open, not loud enough to make a thud.

“Leona-san! You’ve got a letter, it’s from… Hold on… What the- THI-THIS IS THE ROYAL SEAL!!” Initially, Ruggie thought it was just an ordinary letter, so he ignored the details on the envelope.

“Huh? Royal seal? The hell they want this time? Ugh… Annoying…” Leona remains at the same place in his bed, only averts his gaze from Ruggie.

Ruggie instinctively pulls the blanket off Leona’s body swiftly and calls out his name again. The hyena sure is a persistence one, huh. Nevertheless, in the end the big lion reads what’s in the letter and only earns a huge astound from the it.

His family? Wants to meet YOU? Oh dear, now he knows who told them about you, there’s no one else beside his tiresome nephew. Why did he do this to his own uncle? His uncle is suffering now, well, that’s what Leona thought, not you.

Moreover, the one who wrote the letter is his own sister-in-law, meaning that if Leona rejects this, he can’t be considered alive when he goes home and meets her. That lioness could tear his skin apart and lecture him day and night.

Good luck, Leona Kingscholar.

He makes a low, short guttural sound as he walks to the Botanical Garden, the only place where you and he would be at this hour. All of his footstep echoes throughout the garden as he steps on the garden path.

Your scent is easy to spot, perhaps it’s because he’s clinging with you more often now and then, furthermore he loves the scent. It calms him down, deep down he feels mushy whenever you’re around him.

Not long enough, he finds you by the bench and proceeds to step closer to you, which makes you aware of his presence. One of his hands rubs the back of his neck and let out a breath audibly, his lazy gaze shows feeling other than boredom.

“…The queen- My sister-in-law invited you to come to our kingdom, Afterglow Savannah… She wants to see you on winter break… If you don’t want to, I’ll tell them quickly…” His tone seems a little annoyed and resigned.

It does make you nervous, the queen of Afterglow Savannah wants to meet you in person, she’s a queen after all. Whatever the intention, whether curious about the second prince’s mate or any other reason she has.

Turning down such a big shot request is a waste, right? If you run away, they’ll have a ton of questions about why you don’t want to meet them. Looks like you have no other choice but to accept the invitation.

As your boyfriend, Leona confirms you once again whether you’re sure or not, because there’ll be no way out afterwards. Chill, herbivore, your boyfriend tries his best to calm you down and tell you that they won’t do anything to you. Even if it really happen, well, screw them and their lives.

Taking a step forward from the mirror, you could feel how different the breeze is, as well as the atmosphere. Not many servants and guards are actually attending Leona to his chamber, not even a single one. There are only the two of you, walking down the luxurious hall to a certain room where the king and queen are waiting for you.

Your heart is beating rapidly like crazy; he could sense it from you and tells you again to relax. No one cared if he’s dating a royalty or not, because he won’t be the next king and it doesn’t influence, affect, or predispose him and his position. As long as you accept him as he is, that's more than enough.

A huge door leads you into a cozy, warm, yet remarkable room. The first thing you spot is a tiny cub running towards you and Leona, giving you a tiny and amiable embrace, giggling at you.

“Auntie!! You’re here!!” Cheka nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck, which makes… Leona hiss at him.

“We’ve been waiting for you two,” a soft, hoarse, and exotic voice emerges from the center of the room, you could feel how welcome that person voice is.

In the center of the room, there’s a huge round table with several chairs around it, 3 seats were taken by the king, queen, and their child. The huge lion beastman, Farena, who’s taller a few inches from Leona, has a bright and cheerful aura. The king must be a bright person but also an authoritative person.

Beside him, there’s a beautiful lioness beastwoman, a graceful and a gorgeous person, it could clearly tell everyone that she’s the queen of the country. They have a good combination for the leaders of the pride.

Seeing how carefree the little cub is, you could pick up he had inherited his father’s personality, they’re very similar. Like father, like son. Taking a seat beside Leona carefully, they start to ask you for your general information, that’s because they’re inquisitively about you.

When you take a glance at Leona in the middle of the conversation, he frowns and gives an artificial but polite and honest answer to his nephew. Probably… It’s because he’s in front of the queen, being scolded by her is the last thing he wants; thus, he needs to get along with his adorable nephew. Temporary.

The last question you get is the same as Cheka’s question, which makes Leona almost choke on the water while drinking. Farena, the king and Leona’s big brother, couldn’t help but burst out in laughter by his younger brother’s taken aback by the question.

Please make this end, Leona is suffering from embarrassment with you. At the end of the day, Leona immediately overthrows his body on the top of you in his bed. This is what he’s longing for, his personal pillow in his arms.

Before going to the land of dreams, the two of you share a small talk regarding today’s meeting with his family. It was a pleasant time to get to know about his family, it’s also amusing to found out Leona’s childhood stories. Perhaps, accepting the invitation wasn’t such a bad idea.

I DO NOT OWN TWISTED WONDERLAND & DO NOT REPOST MY WORKS.

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liverpool-enjoyer · 1 year

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footballers reacting to a younger player calling them dad (long as hell version)

anon requested it n so it shall be!! ngl for some a the teams i simply googled "youngest player on INSERTTEAMHERE." ive never written formal fic for football so i apologize for this being iffy n also for the SHITTON of innacuracies theres bound to be. oh n also that everyone talks like a twenty year old american college student

leo:

"Thanks, dad," Warren said nonchalantly as Leo helped him up off the ground. He had stumbled a little and fell during the last part of training.

Leo only narrowed his eyes a little in response. Dad?

Poor Warren clasped a hand over his mouth, seemingly mortified. "I'm so sorry," he said, chuckling even though he didn't look like he found anything funny. "I guess I just- And then- Yeah I'll, uh, get going now." He scampered away not once looking back.

Leo got to thinking as me made his way back to the locker room. He's used to being called that; he has children of his own. But he's never considered a teammate of his as his own child. Sure, he was helpful, a mentor maybe, but fatherly wasn't how he would describe his behavior with his younger teammates.

There was only one thing to do, obviously. Ask a younger teammate.

When he got to the locker room he approached Neymar, who didn't notice him at first.

"Ney."

His friend's face brightened upon noticing Leo was there. "Yeah, what's up?" he asked, before taking a swig of water.

"Do you see me as a father figure?"

In response, Leo was met with Neymar choking and coughing. "NO, GOD NO-" he stopped to cough again and catch his breath. "WHAT GAVE YOU THAT IDEA?"

"Nothing, jeez, calm down."

---

ney:

"Woah, not like that, you could hurt yourself," Neymar told Bitshiabu. He was doing an new training excercise incorrectly, and the last thing PSG needed was a good player pulling or straining something.

Neymar took a minute to show him how to do it properly. "Thanks, dad," the seventeen year old said sarcastically. Despite the snark, he appreciated the help.

Neymar just laughed in response, but for the rest of traning the thought kept bouncing around in the back of his head. 'Dad? I was acting like a dad? Some of them see me as old enough to be their father?'

Well, he was a father, but that was different. His teammates were much older than Davi.

Oh, gosh, was he getting old?

Later in training, when he saw Leo, he grabbed the poor man by the shoulders without so much as a hello. "Leo. Do you think I'm getting old?"

In classic Leo fashion, he looked like he'd rather be anywhere than here, interacting with someone. "Well, technically we all are... You're older now than you were yesterday, so I guess you are get-"

Neymar let out an exasperated sigh, unhappy with that answer.

His next victim was Sergio, who's phone conversation he interrupted to ask him the question of the day.

"Do you think I'm getting old?"

"You interrupted my conversation with Lukita to ask me if-"

"JUST ANSWER."

"SURE, I GUESS. I DON'T CARE."

Damn. Neymar was gonna have to get hammered tonight. To prove he still has it in him.

---

milly:

"What about you, Milly? Any fun weekend plans?" Andy asked. Some of the team were talking about the plans they had for the free weekend they had coming up.

"You bet; I have a date with my new book and chamomile tea."

This earned him a few eye rolls, most noticably from Trent. "Aw, that's so boring! Robbo and I are hitting this new club Saturday night, aren't we, mate?" he reached across the kitchen island to fist bump his friend. "Surely you've got something more fun in mind."

"I might fire up the grill if the weather allows..." Milly started. "Oh, and I should probably get my car checked out; it's been making this weird noise."

"Yeah yeah, we get it, dad, you're boring."

Milly didn't hesitate. "I am nowhere near old enough to be your dad," he said with his typical snark.

"You do act like it though..." the previously quiet Alisson chimed in, peering at his friends from over his coffee mug.

"And you're no spring chicken either," Milly remarked, which shut the goalkeeper up. "Will you lot ever get bored of the 'James is old' joke?"

"Aw, don't be like that, mate," Andy said with a hearty laugh, putting an arm around Milly's neck and ruffling his hair. "You know it's just because we love you!"

Milly sighed. Yeah, he did know, he supposed.

---

kdb:

"I mean," Alvarez said between passes. "You're practically his dad."

Kevin rolled his eyes for what was probably the third time during that conversation.

"Ah, shove it, you know I'm not that old."

"It's not about age," his younger teammate responds, accepting the ball Kevin passed to him. "You're always like... I dunno, dadish."

Kevin just gave Alvarez an absolutely bewildered look. "...Are you actually saying these words?"

"I'm serious, mate! You're always, y'know, taking him out for ice cream after training, making sure he gets home safe, whatever that means-"

Kevin brought up a hand to rub his temple. "Oh my gosh, I don't see him as my kid. Can't I just be nice?"

"No."

"Shove off," Kevin said playfully.

An amused grin crossed Alvarez's face. "Speak of the devil."

Kevin turned to see Erling walking up to the pair.

"Hey guys!" Erling said with a polite wave, and Alvarez waved back.

"You need anything?" Kevin asked.

"Yeah, actually," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Do you think you can give me a ride home after training? Jack drove me but he had to leave early."

"Of course, no problem," he replied without hesitation, and clapped a hand on Erling's shoulder for seemingly no reason.

Erling nodded happily in response. "Thank you, dad!" he said with a bright smile, before walking away as if what he said was completely normal.

It was taking everything Alvarez had in him to not start rolling on the ground with laughter. "What was that about not being his dad?"

"Shaddup."

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luka:

It was actually Luka who started it.

Everyone entered the locker room very happy, fresh off a 44th minute goal from Rodrygo that had earned them the lead. The young player received hugs and claps on the back from pretty much every player. The attention was well deserved; the goal was a beauty, after all.

One of the last players to congratulate him was Luka. "Good job, hijo!" he said, hugging his teammate. "You were brilliant out there!"

"Gracias, papa," Rodrygo said, casual, even though he had never called him that before. "But it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't set me up for it!"

"Aw, aren't you the sweetest," said Luka, smiling proudly as he ruffled up Rodrygo's short hair beyond repair.

Rodrygo reached up in a futile attempt to fix his hair, and even though it wasn't said out loud, he got the feeling that he could call Luka that anytime he wanted.

---

luis:

Training had long since ended, and everyone was in the locker room, gathering their belongings and talking amongst themselves.

Luis and Kauan had been making small talk, with Luis telling his youngest teammate about some of his exploits and giving him some pointers.

"Y'know," Kauan eventually said. "You kinda remind me of my dad!"

Luis immediately burst into laughter, but it was out of genuine joy rather than condescension.

"Oh yeah?" he asked, not bothering to wait for an answer. "I'm not that old, kiddo. Now would your dad do THIS?"

Before his teammate could respond, Luis had taken Kauan into a light, non-painful chokehold n given him the strongest noogie he could muster, sending Kauan into a fit of giggling.

When Luis had mercy on the kid and let him go, Kauan needed a minute to catch his breath and compose himself.

Kuan gave Luis a sly grin. "Y'know, my dad does that to me all the time!"

"Damnit."

---

lewa:

It wasn't Gavi's day. Or his week, and it wasn't shaping out to be his month, for that matter.

He didn't know what was wrong; he just wasn't playing like his normal self these past few games. But the crushing blow was this game in particular, when he was subbed off in the first half due to his performance.

The atmosphere in the locker room after the game was still positive, however, as they had won. But Gavi wasn't participating in the celebrating and joking. He had changed and was just sitting by his locker, just... thinking. He hated sulking like this. He felt like he was being dramatic. Maybe he should go.

He didn't notice someone had approached him until he heard his voice.

"Gavi?" Robert asked, voice laced with concern. "What're you doing here all by yourself?"

The younger player just shrugged, blinking away tears that definitely weren't forming.

"May I?" Robert asked, gesturing to the spot next to Gavi on the bench.

Gavi just muttered a quiet "yeah," and Robert sat closely next to him.

Robert took a good look at Gavi, and for a moment he was reminded of his girls.

"You don't seem to be too happy with yourself," the man said.

"Can you blame me?" Gavi asked, trying not to sound sarcastic.

"Well, I understand. But I don't think you should be so hard on yourself," he put an arm around the young player. "You're talented, Gavi, and you're only going to get better from here. You just had a few rough weeks; it's not permanent. And I'm saying that because I really believe it." He smiled warmly at the young man.

Gavi would be lying if he said he didn't feel just a little bit better. He found himself resting his head on the other's shoulder.

"Thank you, dad. I mean- shit, I-"

Robert just chuckled in response. "It's ok, really, I'm honored," he said, holding the other just a little tighter.

---

sergio:

"Hey, dad? Do you-" Vini shut his mouth quickly after he realized what he had just said.

Sergio was on him before the young player could even apologize. "I'm sorry?" he asked, feeling kind enough to at least give the young player a chance to explain himself.

"I don't know, I guess I just got my wires crossed, or something-"

"I thought so. Just don't let it happen again," Sergio said, sounding less angry and more just... irritated. And with that, he left.

Much later in the day, Sergio found himself at Luka's place eating dinner with his teammate, as was pretty much tradition after training.

"Y'know," the team captain said between bites of what Luka made him. "Those kids of ours are really improving. I mean, they were always talented but, y'know..."

Luka just smiled and kept his thoughts to himself. He knew if he made mention of Sergio referring to the young players as their kids, he'd deny it faster than you could say Madrid.

---

pep:

"Don't overwork yourself, Cole, I don't want you getting hurt," Pep said to the young player. It was Cole's first training back after recovering from an injury, so he was prone to hurting himself again.

"Sure thing, dad," Cole said sarcastically.

Pep simply blinked at the young man. He had been managing a long time and had been called many things by all his players over the years. But this was definitely a first for "dad."

After a few seconds of silence, Cole could tell that his attempt at a joke was not well received. He simply stared at the man staring back at him, waiting for whatever stupid prize awaited, and kind of hoping he would just die right now.

"Laps."

Cole's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Hm?"

"Laps."

"Uh... don't you think that's too exerting? You just said I should take it e-"

"Laps!"

And without another word, Cole took off running. It wasn't until three laps in that he realized he never asked how many of these things he should do.

Shit.

---

klopp:

"We've won our last five matches," Darwin said.

"And it's raining outside, so traning will be, uh... Not as good," chimed in Harvey.

"And we promise to train extra hard tomorrow! Don't we, lads?" Cody asked, turning to his teammates, who nodded furiously in response.

"I still don't know if you can afford to miss it; training every day is important," Jurgen told the boys. There was a new movie out that the boys wanted to forego traning to go and see. Rather than sending one person to him to be The Negotiator, the boys thought it was better to approach him with their request all at once.

"But papaaaaaa!!" damn near all of the teammates chimed at once.

Jurgen clenched his expensive-ass teeth. These boys always knew how to get to him. He loved being reminded that they loved him and saw them as a father, as someone to be trusted and depended upon. He couldn't even remember when they started calling him that.

He loud out a long, overly-dramatic sigh.

"Fine."

In return, he received a chorus of cheers. An onlooker would think these boys just watched their teammate win them a penalty shootout.

In no time at all he was swarmed with hugs and "thank you, papa"s from too many of the boys to count.

The boys all stopped at the door when they saw their gaffer wasn't following them.

"Aren't you coming?" Alisson asked, eyes kind and welcoming.

"Do you want me to?" questioned Jurgen, looking at his boys' faces for signs of approval. Most of them just rolled their eyes at the suggestion that they didn't want him to join them.

Alisson approached him, took him by the arm, and dragged him to the door himself, Jurgen laughing while following him.

"Of course we do, papa."

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auspicious-manner · 2 years

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ngl I keep coming back each day to read your stories, they are really good! can you do another story on newsies era mike faist and the reader? thank you :)

thank you so much, it means a lot :) even though i don’t update daily anymore, lol. although, i was better about it this week, and it only took me 6 days to update instead of 7, go me! small improvement!

female reader x mike faist

warnings: none

I’m So Tired

•

“dude, open the door!” a voice sounded from the outside of Y/N’s apartment door.

“gosh, give me like five seconds!” she yelled back as she finished packing her backpack to head to the theater.

there was a long pause. “it’s been longer than five seconds!”

she grabbed her bag and flung the door open to find an impatient mike looking down at her disheveled state.

“my goodness, you are insufferable.”

mike raised an eyebrow. “i’m insufferable? you’re the one who has made us behind today. we’re going to be late because of you.”

Y/N walked out of her apartment and turned to lock the door. “we’re going to be just fine, stop being so dramatic.”

Y/N and mike had a very close bond. after being cast in newsies together, with mike as morris and the understudy of jack kelly and Y/N as hannah and a bowery beauty, they became best friends due to constantly being together. every day, they would commute to the nederlander theatre together. mike lived further into the city, so he would drive his car to Y/N’s apartment building, park it in the street, and together they would take the subway.

with mike being a year older than Y/N, a lot of their debates resulted in mike trying to act as an older figure to her, with her firing back and saying something snarky like, “you’re not my dad”. given the fact that both of them had a dry, sarcastic sense of humor, their personalities fit together like two puzzle pieces. not only that, but their relationship was full of constant play-flirting that both of them though was based strictly off of friendship.

“i’m going on as jack today,” mike told her as they walked down the busy streets of new york.

Y/N yawned. “no kidding? that’s cool.”

mike sighed. “you could have just told me you didn’t care.”

Y/N quickly looked at him, realizing her yawn came off the wrong way. “i didn’t mean that sarcastically, really. i didn’t have time to make coffee today and i barely got any sleep because my neighbors dog was screeching all night,” she stopped walking, resulting in mike also coming to a stop. he stared at her sunken eyes. “i’m so unbelievably tired.”

mike nodded and continued walking. “i get it. if it makes you feel any better, we’ll share at least a little bit of stage time today since i’m going on as jack,” he said with a hopeful grin.

“ugh, that does not help my mood.”

the pair continued to the station, safely got on the subway, and headed off. on the subway, Y/N’s eyes began to flutter as if she was fighting off sleep. she’s pretty sure at some point she actually did manage to fall asleep on the short ride to their stop.

“are you… sleeping?” mike asked when he saw her head slumped to the side. he pushed her arm gently and she shot up.

“are you okay? i don’t think i’ve ever seen you this tired,” he asked her with real concern.

“i’m fine, i promise. i just didn’t get a lot of sleep, that’s all.”

mike stared back at her, not fully believing it. he put his hand to her forehead. “you feel a little warm. do you have a fever?”

“who knows, i might,” she started, being interrupted by a yawn. “i’ll just take a nap in my dressing room before i have to get ready, then i’ll be brand new.”

mike sighed. “Y/N, you are one tough cookie.”

they got off at their stop and walked into the beautiful nederlander theatre. sometimes they still couldn’t believe they did this for a living. the feeling of walking into the empty theater never changed, even after performing hundreds of shows.

they signed in and separated to their dressing rooms to prepare. she got to her shared dressing room early and was able to squeeze in a short hour of sleep before being awoken by her cast mates.

“Y/N, if you don’t get ready now you’ll never be ready in time for the show,” kara lindsay said, leaning over the girl sleeping on the small couch. she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and sat up.

“this is going to be a long night,” she murmured before getting up and sitting in front of the mirror. she began to pin strands of hair tight against her head in order to prepare for her wig to be placed.

“what’s wrong with you today? you seem off,” kara asked as she did the same thing as Y/N.

“is it really that noticeable?” she asked, resulting in a nod from kara.

“i slept horribly last night, and i think i’m coming down with a cold. i’m just so tired.”

“just think about how rewarding your sleep is going to be when you finish the show tonight. you just have to get through two hours, and you’re free to sleep,” she consoled.

Y/N nodded and yawned. “i guess you’re right.”

she continued getting ready with kara and the other girls who played the nuns and the second bowery beauty by her side. she was friends with kara and merely acquaintances with the girls, but her only close friend out of the entire cast was mike. she hated to admit it, but she almost thought there was something more seriously flirty between the two of them. something beyond the nonchalant play flirting.

as if kara was reading Y/N’s mind, kara cleared her voice and began to speak. “you and mike are together a lot. do you like him?”

Y/N froze. was she going to admit her feelings for mike to kara?

“what? no. we’re just friends, nothing more,” she said, clearly not believing her own words.

kara smiled. “the way you guys look at each other and blush as if on cue isn’t something friends just do. when you guys finally realize there’s something more, give me credit,” she stated confidently before going to the wig room to get her wig placed.

Y/N sat contemplating what kara said, and looked at the three other girls to her side that were too engrossed in their own conversations to really listen to hers. she sat back in her seat and continued her hair, the conversation never leaving her mind.

after completing the process of pinning her hair back and doing her makeup, she got her first wig placed and her hannah costume on. after she was completely ready and waiting for her first call, she laid back down on the couch and closed her eyes.

there was a knock outside the dressing room door. she heard it in her sleep, but didn’t have the energy to answer it.

the knock sounded again, but instead of stopping afterwards, whoever it was came in.

“i-Y/N, are you sleeping again?”

Y/N sat up and saw mike in his jack kelly costume, standing over her.

“yeah, i was sleeping,” she replied, dazed.

“you’re not okay to do the show tonight, you never sleep before we go on like this. you should have called off,” mike said, sitting down next to her.

“i can do it. it sucks, but i’ll be fine. it’s just one show, and then i’m free to sleep in as long as i please tomorrow. i promise i’m just fine, pinky swear,” she said playfully, holding out her pinky.

mike glared at her before rolling his eyes and interlocking his pinky with hers. “i’m trusting you on this one.”

everyone was called to the wings, and mike stood by Y/N. she felt his glance lay on her, but she ignored it and looked onstage where the final props were being set up. she could hear the bustling audience beyond the stage.

mike placed an arm around Y/N’s shoulders, causing her to lean in and rest her head on mike’s shoulder. she could have easily fallen asleep right there.

it was mike’s turn to go on. “good luck buddy, you’ll be great,” she said, patting his back.

“you too, Y/N. don’t fall asleep out there!” he whispered before running to his place.

the show actually went smoothly, to Y/N’s surprise. the roar of the audience gave Y/N a boost of energy, and she was mostly able to get through the show. however, she noticed that any time she sat down in one of pulitzer’s chairs onstage, sleep threatened her again. along side the sleep issue, she felt her cold symptoms beginning to worsen, and her throat became scratchy and her nose was beginning to get stuffed up.

while being one of the bowery beauties, mike and Y/N got at least a few minutes of indirect stage time together. when the show allowed, they made eye contact and Y/N would look back at him, dazed with both tiredness and admiration for her friend.

towards the end of the show, Y/N watched mike perform onstage, and he was magical. he was captivating, and talented, and she wanted nothing more than to watch mike perform for hours. he ran off stage, catching her eyes staring directly at him.

“you okay?” he whispered, leaning close to her ear.

she yawned in response. “all good.”

he laughed before running off. she smiled to herself, feeling oddly giddy. mike was her best friend, why was she feeling excited at mike recognizing her?

finally, after a tiring two hours, it was time for curtain call. Y/N felt like at any time, her body would collapse under the weight of her heavy eyelids coercing her to sleep. she took her bow, and grinned when mike came out on stage as jack kelly. every time he went on as jack, Y/N’s heart fluttered with pride. she wasn’t exactly sure if it was normal for her to feel this strongly about a friend.

she retired to her dressing room, undoing her costume, hair, and makeup as quickly as possible. it took her longer than expected, though, due to her drowsy and slow movements.

all of the other girls finished before her, and she was left alone in her room. she was on her last task: unclipping her head of hair.

“oh gosh, i can’t do this,” she mumbled, resting her head on the table in front of her. luckily, before she could fall asleep at her table, mike barged in the door.

“hey Y/N- oh do not tell me you’re sleeping again,” mike said, standing behind her.

“not this time. i was close,” she lifted her head up and looked at mike through the mirror in front of her. “i just want to go home. i don’t even have the energy to take my hair out of the clips.”

mike thought about it, hesitated, and spoke up. “if you want me to, i can unclip it for you. you can rest your head for a little bit and i’ll get your hair done, okay?”

Y/N blushed. “would you?”

mike smiled back. “anytime. now, head down.”

she rested her head on her arms in front of her, and dozed off into a very light sleep. she knew mike was still talking to her, but she couldn’t decipher it or reply.

mike patted the back of her head. “all done,” mike exclaimed. “now, if you don’t hurry, we’ll miss our ride and i don’t think you want that.”

Y/N stood up slowly, finding it hard to walk due to her exhaustion. they made it outside of the theater, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to walk the few blocks to the station.

“mike?” she asked softly. matching her energy, he turned around and gave her a gentle look.

“what’s up?” he asked.

“c-can you carry me?”

mike tried to hide his red cheeks. “yeah, of course, but just this once. you’re crazy if you think i’ll be doing this for you every day.”

Y/N laughed and jumped on his back. “don’t worry about it, i won’t ask again.”

she got herself situated in a piggyback position on mike, and he carried her to their station. she rested her head comfortably on his back, and the sound of his breathing quickly lulled her to sleep. the only time she was awake was when mike set her down at the station and when they arrived at their destination. on the subway, she rested her head on mike’s shoulder and took a power nap.

Y/N instinctively got onto mike’s back again after they got out of the station, and he carried her all the way to her apartment door.

“i’ll get you settled inside, and then i’m going to head out,” mike said as Y/N unlocked her door.

“you can stay. your shoulder and back was comfy to sleep on,” she said, surprising herself with how bold she was being.

“are you sure? i don’t want to interrupt your sleep.”

Y/N stopped in the middle of her bedroom as mike told her this. “dude, i literally fell asleep on you multiple times tonight. you help me sleep,” she replied.

“if you say so,” he said, smiling lightly.

they got into bed, and unbeknownst to the other, they were smiling at the thought of sharing a bed together.

Y/N laid her head on mike’s chest, and he placed his arm around her.

“is this okay?” she asked, not wanting to overstep her boundaries.

he grazed her shoulder with his fingertips. “it’s perfect.”

“goodnight mike,” she said, already half asleep in his arms.

“goodnight Y/N,” he whispered back. she swore she heard a small “i love you” from mike, but before she could decide if she did or not, she was passed out cold.

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GOALS (PART SIX)

Story idea by and collaboration with top son Turner ([email protected]).

[SCOTT]

There wasn't going to be a Glacier National Park hike, or a Montana trip for that matter. Not this year.

I won't go into the details, but after Kelly found out, I moved into an apartment hotel for a few days until I could line up a small apartment closer to my office. I took a few personal days off to sort through all the practical bullshit: getting a good divorce attorney, tending to bills and protecting my finances without doing anything out of line legally.

I called Shannon, which was the hardest phone call I ever had to make in my life. I decided I wasn't going to make excuses or try to convince her of anything. I just didn't want to take the easy way out and step away.

Turns out she was great. Maybe weirded out as fuck I'd been involved with her high school boyfriend. But otherwise she seemed surprisingly mature. "I told Mom I'm not going to pick sides," she said on the phone.

"You have every right to be mad at me," I acknowledged.

"Am I happy?" she said. "Of course not. I feel really bad for Mom. But you have to be who you really are, Dad. I just hope you can find a healthier way to do it."

Yes, I was being lectured by my 23 year old daughter, and yes I deserved it.

Kelly told her friends and word spread around our club. I stopped going. My golf buddies had quietly uninvited me from their group anyway.

Soon word spread around the office too, but corporate policy meant there was no real blowback. I never considered myself gay, not really or fully, but here I was being treated as gay. Hell, it didn't matter, I decided. It was just a fucking word.

The divorce took a while. Negotiation. Filing period. I put myself into work. Like, full workaholic mode like I hadn't done since my early 40s. It came back to me too easily.

I felt bad about cutting things cold with Austin. But there was too much upheaval in my life and negotiating a second emotional relationship was too much on top of it. He deserved better, I knew, but I had to look after myself first for a change.

[AUSTIN]

Army daddy Steve and I had texted some over the weekend. He used to always go radio silent after a hook up, but I think he was getting over some of his hangups or guilt. And maybe our year-long absence had made the sexual chemistry between us more powerful now that we'd reconnected.

Our messages started out thanking the other for a hot time. Saying it was hot to hook up again. Then Steve ventured, "If I came into town next week, what would you think about meeting again?"

I typed back. "You just gave me a hardon, that's what I think about it." It was true.

"Ha," he wrote. "Saturday might work better for me." Then, "I guess I'm coming off a dry spell."

"Yeah?" I wrote.

"I tried to be a good boy. That didn't last." This was night and day different than the army daddy I first hooked up with.

I massaged my bone as I typed with the other hand. "I think I prefer bad boy Steve instead."

"I bet you do." Then "I'm thinking about being a little badder when I see u next."

I sat up some. From another dude I would have written this off as flirty banter. But Steve usually wasn't the flirty banter type. "What do you mean?"

"I can trust you right?"

My heart pounded. "You know you can," I wrote. "Totally discreet."

There was a little pause. "I've been thinking what it would be like to get fucked."

"For real?" I wrote.

"I can't believe I'm typing this," came the response.

"Even if it's just a fantasy it turned me on," I wrote. "but NGL i'm boned as fuck thinking about being in your ass."

"Be honest," he wrote. "How much does it hurt?"

I grimaced, trying to think of what to type. "I've never bottomed," I wrote honestly. "But I've been the first top for a couple of guys and they have both very much enjoyed the experience."

I could sense him mulling it over, even though I couldn't see or hear him. "We'd have to use protection," he wrote.

I respected guys' wishes, and if a rubber was what it took to get into this Army officer's hole, I'd abide. But fuck, I hate condoms. "I'm clean and tested," I wrote back. "But sure. Your call."

"You fuck a lot of guys?" he asked.

This was something we didn't talk about before. Guess we were talking about it now.

"Just one guy lately. But I've tested since him."

"You seem like a player," he wrote.

I hoped he wasn't getting cold feet. "I love sex, and I love hot older men. I try to do what it takes to get off with them." Then, "Not sure what you want me to say, man."

"You're being honest, bud. I respect that." Then. "It's just some scary new territory for me, you know."

"I get that," I wrote. "Not gonna push you." I mean, I did want to push him. Bad. But with some men you had to use the soft touch. Steve was that kind of guy.

"At the very least I can give you a nice long BJ Saturday," he wrote.

"You know I'd like that."

I spent my week focused on my own workouts. I had plans with my buddies Friday night but kept Saturday open. True enough, I heard from Steve bright and early that morning.

"Morning," he wrote.

"Hi there," I typed back. I was getting ready for my morning workout.

"You gotta a chance to talk?"

"Hitting the gym in a little bit," I typed. "But yeah, I'm around now."

We normally texted, but hearing Steve's deep voice was a treat. "Hey..." he said. "Wasn't wanting to check... you still up for meeting today?"

"Oh yeah," I replied. "What's your plan?"

"I'll be hitting the road in a couple of hours," Steve said. He gave me the name of the hotel he had booked, some regular chain hotel in the suburbs. "I wanna get settled, but maybe late afternoon?"

"Works for me," I said. But a question had been eating at me all week. "I don't wanna push you, man... but what you are thinking you wanna do?"

His voice got a little quieter. "I wanna go for it... see what it's about." God his voice was so sexy.

"Getting fucked?" I clarified.

"Yeah that," he answered. At first I thought he was just being shy, but I sussed out he wasn't alone or at least wasn't sure his conversation wouldn't be overheard. Still he ventured further. "You um... do the stuff before?"

It took me a second to realize what he was getting out. "You mean would I rim you?"

His reply sounded throaty and lusty. "Yeah, that."

"I love doing that," I said. If I had any thing I wished Scott had been into more it was that. He'd let me eat him out and seemed to enjoy when I did. But the man didn't crave it or ask for it much.

My reply must have been enthusiastic because I heard a chuckle on the other end. "Nice. I just wanna try it all today."

"It's gonna be a long fucking day waiting," I teased.

"Sorry,” he said. “It's a couple hours drive."

"Nah, man, it's good. I'll go work out some of the frustration in the gym. Look forward to it."

"Yeah, me too," he said softly. This was a new side to this Army Daddy for sure.

I don't know if the Army PT shorts Steve wore when he opened his hotel door were for my sake, or if that was his normal loungewear. His skin and chest fur was damp and I could tell he's just gotten out of the shower. It wasn't the first time I'd seen his bare chest, but it had been too long, and I was enjoying the full military-dad muscle he had going on. I don't expect a 50 year old body to be fit and hard like his brawn was, but it was a nice treat.

"I'm pretty nervous," he admitted. Indeed, he was shaking a little. It was wild to see a gruff butch man like this in a vulnerable state. It gave me a full-on fuck hard but also made me a little concerned.

"We can take it slow," I offered. "Whaddya think?"

He nodded. "Yeah, maybe just feel each other up for a bit?" This wasn't what I was expecting, but I was very into the idea.

I peeled off my zip up and my T-shirt beneath. I had a good pump from the gym that day and in general was proud of my muscle. But I still loved his reaction. He walked over to the bed and pulled down the covers, watching as I took off the rest of my clothes to show off my steely erection.

That was what Steve touched first as I got into bed with him. Reaching out, he gripped my hardon and tugged gently at it. I scooted forward and let him enjoy playing with it.

We both watched the connection for a while, then I decided I wanted to feel up that Army officer muscle. We had never really had this level of intimacy. It was always about Steve servicing my dick. But I was glad for this now. He was a big guy, and firm, but that muscle also felt like a 50 year old's muscle. My dick throbbed as I ran my hands along his pecs and over his shoulders.

Steve seemed like he didn't want to relinquish my prick, but he too, began exploring my body.

"You still a trainer?" he asked. We never did much small talk or shared much of our lives, but he knew what I did.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"I should probably hire you," he joked.

I snuggled up to him so I could run my hands along his lats and down to his ass. I was cautious, not wanting to spook him, but he seemed OK with the contact of my hands on the roundness of his buns.

"Your body is perfect, man," I hissed.

He cracked a smile. "You really are into older men, aren't you?" he said. I'd put that on my profile that Steve had initially responded to.

"Very much so," I replied. "Exclusively." I now kneaded that ass brawn as I pressed my boner against his and felt the heat between our bodies. Steve had something between what I'd call a muscle ass and a daddy ass. I considered daddy asses to have a little give and not be so perfectly round. Steve, though, clearly didn't skip leg day and I could feel the strength in his glutes. If I was a bottom, I'd probably get a thrill from the potential he had to throw a hard fuck.

I looked into his blue eyes. "But guys not into older men would be into you, you know that, right?"

"Yeah," he admitted. His hands now ran along my back. "I've been trying to be a good boy."

One of these days I'd go for unattached men. Or men open to a real relationship. But I had a hot as fuck Army officer in bed with me, so I wasn't gonna second guess why I was so attuned to straight men getting gay sex on the side.

"It's just us here," I assured him. I ground my crotch into his, signaling our mutual desire. "Maybe being a good boy is overrated," I hissed.

"Oh fuck," he hissed back as our eyes met. Then, with a deep voice, he said, "I've never kissed a guy."

My heart pounded. This guy was so sexy, and the vulnerability coming through his gruffness was turning me the fuck on. "Like I say, it's just us."

Steve moved his head toward me and I took that as the signal to close the gap. His lips were rough and a little chapped, but he opened them up and our tongues met. He grunted at the contact but was clearly into it. Soon we were making out, swapping tongues and clutching at each other.

"Fuck," he gasped as we broke up. "It's different with a guy."

"How so?" I asked.

"Not as tender.... a little rougher."

That caught me by surprise, since I thought we were doing tender. "You liked that?"

He gave a sheepish smile. "I did."

I wanted to feed his desire. "We can go harder at it, if you like," I offered.

And like that we were kissing again. I normally am not into so much tongue and so much sucking, but I fed off his energy and that thrill of going at it, man to man. It was a raw, sexual kiss. Almost like Steve was trying to make sure it wasn't an emotional thing for him.

My fingers dug into his cleft and he growled into my mouth as I started exploring his crack and touching his hole. That he was turned on was a good sign. The hole was clean and a little dry so I didn't press far into the ring, but gave enough pressure for the man to know my intentions, if he didn't know them already.

"Let me eat you out," I gasped when we pulled apart, our stubble leaving each other's chins and lips a little raw and spit covering the lower half of our faces.

"How you want...?" he started to ask, but I interrupted.

"Just lie back and relax. Let me know what you like," I said. Something about this Army guy's vulnerability made me want to make this really good for him.

I took my time kissing down his body and I could feel his tension relax as I did. I avoided his thick, firehose stub of a cock but licked his hairy ball sac some, which he liked. Then lower, beneath it.

"Lift your legs," I ordered softly and then saw those thick legs pull up and back. His trench had some of that dark blond fur in it but the pucker was clearly visible, pink and tight. I felt its heat as I leaned in, then gave it some licks.

"Oh god," Steve grunted.

I pulled back and look up at him. He had an excited, expectant look on his face. "You've ever been rimmed?" I asked. "Maybe by a woman?"

He shook his head. "No buddy. Wasn't sure if I'd be into it."

I head the upper part of his hamstrings to keep his ass steady. "Let's change that," I said then turned my attention back to his trench. Maybe it was because he was virgin, but I was very into eating this guy out.

It helped that Steve got really into it. He wasn't verbal, at least not verbal in a way a guy comfortable with gay sex is. But he let out some deep moans as I munched his ring and have a couple of "yes" cries to encourage me.

It was very hot, but I wasn't there to rim him all evening. I pulled back and gave a soft spit on his pucker and gave one last push of my tongue to smear the saliva around his entrance. I looked up at him and I knew I had a pride on my face for a job well done. I'd been fairly inexperienced when I started fooling around with my college professor but now I had enough under my belt to be confident in the bedroom.

"Tell me if something isn't good for you, man," I said, reaching over to pick up the lube he'd left out, along with a few condoms. I flipped the cap, squirted a good amount on my digits, and then began slowly fingering him.

"OK?" I asked, staring into those beautiful blue eyes and taking in his handsome, clean shaven face.

"Yeah," he replied. Letting those 220-ish pounds of officer muscle relax on the bed. "It's weird but good."

I smiled and added a finger. "I won't lie, man, my dick may sting when it first goes in," I said, wanting to be honest and to prepare him. "But the fingers should feel nothing but good."

Steve took a deep breath. Getting a little nervous.

"You got this, man," I said. I slowly worked my fingers in and out. I could tell he sensing the pleasure his insides could give him. "You know how much you like having my cock in your mouth and throat?" I asked.

He blushed but nodded. "Yeah."

"It's not the same, but focus on that. Having me be a part of you... inside you."

I lined up my prick next to my fingers, ready to push in.

"Could you put a condom on, man?" he asked.

"Sure," I said with some defeat in my voice. He'd said I'd have to use protection, but I thought I'd give it one last chance. As I picked up the packet, I added, "I swear I'm clean and tested if you wanna..."

He was getting a little impatient. "Just wrap it up man."

I did as instructed. I'd respect his wishes, especially if this man was offering his virginity.

I decided I didn't want Steve time to get nervous and tight. I lined up and entered him. Slowly to be sure, but I pressed in, millimeter at a time.

"I told you it'll sting," I said, sensing his bodily reaction. "It'll get better, trust me," I assured him.

I added more lube and rocked back and forth about an inch inside his hole. That seemed to do the trick. I felt that inner ring open up for me. "There ya go, man!" I growled excitedly.

"Fuck!" Steve let out. I knew it wasn't a yelp of pain or discomfort but there was a psychological reaction to having been penetrated for the first time.

"Feel good, right?" I prodded.

He nodded. "You're big. But yeah..."

I rocked a little more. Wanting him to get used to my size but needing to keep enough friction on my dick through the rubber. "You're almost there," I encouraged.

"Almost?" he asked. I was completely buried so he didn't understand.

I cocked a grin and pulled back several inches, then plowed in. His first real fuck thrust.

His dick jerked on his belly. I was pretty sure he was feeling his prostate for the first time. "Oh God!" he hissed as his hands clutched at my chest.

I started fucking him. Steady strokes in and out of his tight Army guts.

"See... I told ya," I smiled enjoying the act of breaking this big man in. This is everything I loved about sex. A much older man beneath me, learning that he loved me topping him. I fucked faster.

He jerked his dick some but mostly watched me, like he was mesmerized by watching me in rut and enjoying the close-up view of my body.

"Can we do another position?" he finally asked.

"Yeah, sure," I said. "This one not working for you?" I wanted to figure out what would make this great for him. It was his first time, after all, and a cocky part of me wanted him remembering this for a good long time.

"Not exactly comfortable to have my legs back," he replied. "Maybe you can fuck me from behind?"

"Definitely," I assured him. I pulled back and watched him flip over and get into a doggy position. In addition to the physical comfort, I gathered that Steve like the lack of emotional connection to this position, it was more purely animalistic.

The condom still kept me from feeling much but I loved the sight and act of penetration. Holding his hips and watching my rubbered cock push in between his buns. I felt like I had scored some big game here. Big strong Army daddy.

The new position worked wonders for the guy. I fucked with steady powerful thrusts. Not hard or rough, but it was very physical and Steve loved it.

"Fuck me stud!" he bellowed, now jerking his rod in time with my strokes.

God, his voice was deep and his neediness egged me on. I went harder and faster, holding his hips tight. The contrast of his paler ass cheeks and light tan of his strong back was a turn on. I could tell from his jerking arm and his body posture he was getting real close.

"You getting close, man?" he asked. His voice was urgent with need, like he was holding back his cum.

"Nah," I said. "Can't with a rubber." I wasn't trying to be an asshole, but that was the truth.

Steve bucked his ass back against my thrusting crotch a couple times, as if he was trying to work my cock to see if he could be the exception. Then he spoke up again. "Just go for it, buddy."

I wasn't sure if he was saying what I thought he was saying. "You mean?"

Steve didn't answer me but instead reached down past his balls between his legs and tugged at the base of my cock. An unmistakable signal for me to raw dog him.

I did the rest of the work, pulling back as I held the condom steady so it would slip off. The second I'd cleared the sheath, I plunged back into that officer's ass, bare.

The psychological excitement had been building up like crazy, and now the physical part of the fuck was catching up with it. I pounded with maybe five or sex strokes before my cum started.

"Oh FUCK!" I cried, holding his hips real tight as I jackrabbited in and out of that slick ass, feeling it get slicker as my seed spurted into him.

"Aw yeah, stud!" he grunted and the knowledge I was coming gave him the sign for him to allow his own orgasm. Not quite simultaneously but close in succession.

I slowly pulled out. Still hard, though pretty much his ass had drained my balls well. I patted his furred buns in silent thanks. "Let me get you a washcloth," I said.

I came back from the bathroom to find him lying back against the headboard, a quiet, almost dreamy look on his face. He gratefully took the damp cloth.

"I didn't think I'd enjoy it so much," he said, like he was admitting defeat.

"I'm glad you did," I said, standing next to the bed, and letting my dong dangle in a half hard state. "Thanks for giving me the full ride just now, buddy." I softly touched his arm to show a grateful affection.

He gave a wince of a smile. "You really like getting your way, don't ya?" Maybe he resented the barebacking now that we'd gotten our rocks off.

"I swear I'm not a man whore," I said with as much a grin as I could muster. "That was a special treat, honest."

That seemed to put Steve at ease and he set down the washcloth. "Well, at least I can say I went all out," he said almost philosophically. He picked up his watch from the nightstand. It was almost 7. "You feel like grabbing a bite, buddy?"

I gave a nod. "I wanna respect your boundaries. But yeah, that'd be nice."

He stood up from the bed and gave me a light mock punch to the shoulder. "You copped my goddamn cherry, I figured you could buy me dinner at least," he joked.

I laughed but was sincere in my reply. "Dude. After that fuck, I'll treat you to a fucking steak dinner. Honest."

Steve stood and looked at me with a smirk. "God you are a good looking fucker," he muttered. Then, "let me clean up first."

I checked my phone while he showered. Maybe a part of me hoped I'd see a message from Scott, like I did every time I picked up my phone. But it was just a couple of messages from my college buddy Jason. I gave a quick reply. Then scrolled through to find a good steakhouse to reserve for dinner.

[SCOTT]

I stopped training with Austin and for a month stopped working out entirely. Then I got back into it, at my corporate health club. It helped me deal with the stress.

I was splitting most of my assets in the divorce, so I cut corners. I found a way to transfer the country club membership to Kelly, in case she wanted to keep that up. My rent was cheap, at least cheap by Scott Delahunt standards. I was fine financially, but I didn't want this to set me too far back on my retirement goals.

I stopped beating myself up. It was too strong a statement to say I was grateful for what happened, but maybe it needed to happen.

I had a lot of alone time to think and reflect. After about four months, I texted Austin on a Saturday morning. "Would I be able to apologize to you sometime?"

I could sense hesitation on his end in replying, before he wrote. "You don't have to."

There was the rebuke I was expecting. But then I got another text from him. "It would be good to see you though."

"When?" I asked. Nervous and excited. "Name a time."

"I'm free this weekend. This afternoon?"

I was going to offer him to come over, but instead I figured it would be best to meet on neutral territory. There was a brewery with an outdoor deck. The weather was a nice early September day, so I suggested that.

He had on his faded Titans T-shirt, mesh shorts, and flip flops as he walked up. I couldn't help but smile when I saw him, for all the emotions and unfinished business left between us. Austin just looked amazing.

"Can I get you something?" I asked. In natural "treat" mode.

"Whatever you're having," he said. Then. "Great to see you Scott."

My eyes daring to meet his steely-blue gaze. "Great to see you, too, Austin."

AUSTIN

It was actually our first time in doggy position. Scott on all fours as I held his hips and did that slow-and-hard trick I'd done with the Military Dad.

"Oh, Fuck me, stud," Scott grunted. His ass was tighter than before, but he was quickly opening up for me. "You love your dad's ass don't ya, buddy?"

It was like where we left off. "God yeah, sir," I hissed. Pounding him with a series of deep, steady jabs. Feeling like a total stud boning him.

"You're so horny today, son." I sensed Scott was having a hard time keeping to a script, he was getting too carried away in the physicality of our mating.

"I missed you Scott," I said, giving him a break from the Dad talk. Even as my cock moved in faster shallow thrusts. "Missed being with you."

"Missed you, too, buddy," came his soft reply. His hand working his cock beneath him.

"You almost there?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Tell me when you're real close," I urged.

"OK," he said. Then after a few seconds of my fucking and his masturbation. I heard. "Yeah." A signal.

I gripped his arm to pull his hand away. “Do it!” I barked. “Come for me!”

It caught Scott by surprise but was perfect timing. He nutted hands free, on my cock. And even if I couldn't watch I could hear him and see his body jerk in pleasure. I busted my own seed inside him, turned on like mad by making him cum like this.

I slowed my fuck and leaned into kiss his shoulder and neck. He twisted free of me and met my mouth for the rest of our kiss.

After a little making out, I plopped on the bed and looked around. "So this is your apartment, huh?" I asked.

"Yep," he said. "Living the simple life these days."

I laughed. "Your version of the simple life is different than what lots of people would consider simple." It was a gentle accusation.

"Probably," he conceded. God, he somehow had gotten even more handsome. 52, and well on his way to 53.

"Well, it suits you," I said. Giving another quick peck.

[SCOTT]

It was a new phase for me and Austin. No longer did we have that naughty thrill of sneaking around, but it was so much better to sleep in the same bed multiple times a week and have sex more frequently.

He began training me again, unofficially, though he refused to take money this time. A couple of sessions a week, and I'd join him for one of his weekend workouts.

I tried not to be as free flowing with the money, but I still enjoyed spoiling him from time to time. We caught a few Titans games that fall, though I stepped down from the box seats.

I realize Austin had driven so much of our affair. His libido, his kinks, his love of older men. I wasn't passive in it, but mostly it was this fine young man opening a world for me. But I knew I had to make a choice.

It was his birthday weekend. We went to a Mexican restaurant he loved rather than somewhere fancy. I'd blown him before dinner, but I had a sense sex would be on the cards again later. He was in a good mood and acting flirty with me, which I loved.

But I knew we had to talk about us. "So, Austin... I've been talking to some headhunters."

"Yeah?" he asked. Intrigued, but still not sure where I was going with this.

"In my position you hear from them all the time. But I never wanted to leave Nashville before."

That stopped him cold. "You do now?" he asked softly.

I nodded. "Ever since the divorce, I hate being here. Listen... I'm not going to ask you to uproot your life. But if I moved, you'd be very welcome to come with me. Live with me."

"Wow," he said. Taking it all in. "Where are you thinking?"

"Denver, maybe Atlanta, maybe Boston," I said. "Anywhere, but Nashville." Reading his face.

"I'll have to think about it," he said.

"Of course," I said. It tore me up to bring this up with him. But we couldn't keep going in suspended animation.

Our sex was quiet and physical when we got back. Austin guided me on to my stomach and rimmed me out before mounting me and fucking me hard and slow. I could feel the need and emotion in every thrust. It made me cum against the bedsheets.

Over breakfast the next morning he was almost a new man. "It might take me a while to build up a new client base," he said. He'd clearly been thinking all night and all morning about this. He speared a slice of avocado on his plate and smiled up at me. "You know, we don't know what it'd be like to live together."

"We don't," I replied. "But I have a good guess the sex would be very good."

He grinned.

"You would be in a relationship with a man twice your age," I warned him.

His voice got low. "You know that gets me hard, Scott."

"Yeah, I do," I said. "But I mean beyond the hardons. The relationship part."

He shrugged. "We'll figure that shit out, right? Figure out what's right for us."

My heart beat hard. "So... we doing this?"

His eyes locked on mine. "If you'll have me... Dad. Yeah, we're doing this." I knew Austin saw me as a substitute for his own father. I knew there was some short circuit between that and his need to be with me sexually.

Just as there was a short circuit between my attraction to him and my need to give him what he needed. To indulge him. "Love you, son," I muttered, words catching in my throat.

His foot pressed against mine under the table. "Love ya, Dad."

#drakestories

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masivechaos · 2 years

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hello and welcome!

can i request reader coming out to wolfstar!dads and non-binary (pronouns they/them/she) and bi? thank you in advance!

YOU REALLY ARE COOL

Wolfstar! dads x nb! bi! child! reader

Request: yes / no

can i request reader coming out to wolfstar!dads and non-binary (pronouns they/them/she) and bi? thank you in advance!

Synopsis: You spent a lot of time lately questioning your identity, but you can rely on you dads who seem to be supportive.

Warning/content: nothing it’s mostly fluff, maybe just questioning identity, doubts, etc… , brief mention of sex (ty Sirius), reader use they and she pronouns

a.n.: 1.K words- crying in daddy issues lol, I made it to be read as afab or amab. hello! you’re my first request so ngl I’m a bit stressed. I used the 2nd person this time cause i found it easier (and i didn't know if you had a pronoun preference) I hope I answer to your ask like you wanted and I hope you gonna enjoy the fic!

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You couldn’t count the number of hours you spent staring at the ceiling at night. Several questions going every way in your brain. You didn’t always understand how you react. You knew that you can love the same sex or gender obviously, you had two dads. But you didn’t know why one day you were crushing on a boy and then a girl passes by and woah! I may like her instead. You also knew the concept of bisexuality, so you started to wonder if it wasn’t what was corresponding to you. And after days of watching the flaky paint on your walls, you felt like bisexuality was definitely what was describing how you felt.

You didn’t expect this discovery to disturb you like it did. You always thought that it was going to be easy to find yourself, mostly because Sirius and Remus always made you feel comfortable with subjects like this. But the more you were thinking about it the more you were scared. What if your friends disapprove? And what if you were wrong and you were not bisexual? It is really okay to like both?

When the sexuality crisis finally, kinda, stopped; the gender questions started to knock at the door. You felt like you didn’t really relate when people were referencing you like if it was an old self they were talking about. These pronouns didn’t suit you anymore. You also discover that your body wasn’t really the one that you wanted. And even more, questions were constantly in your mind; was it normal to feel like this? Everything was so confusing.

These constant interrogations started to influence you. You were tired and your heart was clenching every time someone wasn’t using the good pronouns and you didn’t dare tell them.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

So that day when you were eating with your dads and Sirius talked about the neighbor who wanted to take the news about you, recreating the endless dialogue that he had using the wrong pronouns to reference you, you knew it was the moment to tell them about everything that was in your mind. “About this… I wanted to talk to you” you looked at both of your dads, Remus stopped eating and was waiting for you to talk, and Sirius was a little more confused “About the neighbor?” he said, mouth full of food.

“No.” You chuckled awkwardly “About, er... the pronouns that you use” You stared down at your plate while Remus titled his head, ready to listen to what you were going to say. Your other dad was still clueless and was looking at his husband searching for any hints, that he didn’t find, on what was happening. “I- I would like you to use they and she pronouns when you talk about me… if it’s okay…”

You lift your head, a little tensed about their upcoming reaction, and saw your dads smiling at you softly “Of course, Pup” Remus said “There is no problem. And you know what? I always found that they/them pronouns were cool pronouns.” You laughed at Sirius’ intervention. “Babe, you can’t find a pronoun cool’” Your dad put his hand on Sirius’ shoulder who seemed shocked by the recent intervention “Of course you can! Look, I do!”

Remus sighed before looking back to you while his husband was pouting “Anyway, that your pronouns are cool or not” he said as he laid his eyes on Sirius who came back to eating “We will use them.” “Okay, pronouns may not be cool but our child is.” Your father was very serious while looking at Remus who let out a quiet ‘I give up’ before returning to his food.

You catch their attention again “I wanted to tell you something else.” They raised their heads and nodded, ready to listen “I also have been questioning myself a lot about who I loved and I think I am bisexual. I mean I like girls, but I like boys too.” Sirius replied right after you stopped talking “Ah! you see darling? That is cool!” his finger pointing at you while looking at his husband. Remus just ignored him “It’s fine, Y/n, we obviously support you.” Your dads gave you reassuring smiles.

It maybe was because of all the tensions that these last months brought to you but you felt tears falling down your cheeks as soon as he finished his sentence. “Hey, it’s okay, pup.” Both of your dads stood and came next to you. Sirius hugged you with all the love he had. “Why are you crying, honey? You were scared?” You nodded as much as you could, pressed against his chest “I was confused.”

Remus patted your back “It’s okay. It’s confusing for everyone. You know I spent a lot of time wondering who I was before finding myself.” Sirius held you even tighter “Look at me for example; before I figured out that I loved Remus, I slept wi-” Remus covered Sirius’ mouth with his hand “Stooop! I bet they don’t want to know.” You broke into laughter before letting escape a small ‘I can’t really breath’, after what your dad set you free.

“Hep, hep, hep… you’re not escaping like this Y/n” Remus took you in his arms. The hug didn’t last long thanks to your other dad who said that his husband was ‘killing our child, holding them like that, let her breath’. You were grateful to have parents like them, your tears of emotions quickly turning into tears of laughter as they started to bicker like an old married couple, what they were slowly becoming, on who had strangled you the most while hugging you.

The diner came to its end, as Remus was in the kitchen, Sirius looked at you softly before winking and leaving to join his husband innocently “I stick to my words, Pup. You really are cool.”

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #the marauders era #marauders era #young marauders #remus x sirius #sirius x remus #sirius and remus #wolfstar parents #harry potter

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megaawkwardhuman · 1 year

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8 shows to get to know me

thanks for tagging me @someguywife

an excuse to talk about the shows I like? sign me the fuck up!

WARNING: A LOT OF INFO DUMBING I TRIED TO JUST SUM UP WHAT I LIKED ABOUT THESE SHOWS BUT I COULDN'T RESIST GOING ON LONG TANGENTS ABOUT THEM SO I GAVE UP ON THAT REAL QUICK

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

1) what we do in the shadows- I mean considering how much I post about it and the fact it got me to write my first ever fanfic no shit I love this show! I mean it's got gay people, causal murder, people who have no idea wtf they're doing, vampires, weird ass CGI baby for a season, emotional devastation, did I say gay people? I will admit when I first watched the show I honestly thought it was just ok (may have to do with the fact that halfway through watching it I got sick which is funny cause when I watched the OG film I was also sick and I'm sick now while working on my fic- AM I CURSED!?) but after showing my friends the 2014 film decided to rewatch the show before showing it to them and got fucking OBSESSED. Never been a huge fan of vampire shit but now whatever vampire media I consume next HAS to have gay people in it thanks to this show. It still feels weird to have a character I like and relate to that I can kinda actually see myself in like Guillermo and while we're not 100 the same I still kinda feel seen which is fucking weird ngl. HIS COMING OUT SCENE MADE ME CRY THE SECOND TIME I WATCHED IT. (probably cause that's roughly how coming out to my parents as trans and pan went just without the whole working for vampires thing) Low key scared for what the fuck season 5 has in store :D

2) our flag means death- I fucking LOVE this show! shout out to my friend for showing it to me cause I never would have thought that a show about gay pirates would be for me. Our flag means death has just this vibe to it that has me addicted to it and the love story that I'm STILL surprised a year later they actually went through with just AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! The fact that a show that does what our flag means death does AND GET RENEWED FOR A SECOND SEASON brings a big fat smile to my face! Stede going in head first with an obsession while having no idea what he's doing is a fucking mood. can't wait for season 2 hopefully it won't leave me screaming at my screen like last season! OH YEAH I ALMOST FORGOT I'm SO glad they portrayed Mary the way they did! like they could have easily made her into an unforgivable bitch or homophobic as fuck but no I mean sure she's upset for what Stede did (if you were in her shoes you would be too) but after attempted murder and a bunch of shenanigans beforehand they talk it out and find a compromise that they both like and the fact that she's happy for him for finding love even if it's a guy and she isn't secretly jealous or disgusted by it is just *chef's kiss* so good.

3) moral orel- well let's go from modern live-action shows with gay people to a stop-motion adult cartoon from the mid 2000s! I can still remember watching this show for the first time since I binged it all in one night (by the time I finished it it was like 5am WOOPS) and I don't fucking regret it this show is just fucking fantastic. I HATE THAT IT WAS PULLED FOR BEING "TOO DARK" THE MORE I READ ABOUT WHAT THEY HAD PLANNED THAT THEY HAD TO CANCEL DUE TO THE SHOW'S CANCELLATION THE MORE PISSED OFF I GET! Like it's the darker episodes that make the show SO DAMN GOOD and memorable. HELL the episode that got the show canceled (I think it's called alone) IS ONE OF THE BEST EPISODES. The way it portrayed people handling trauma is fucking fascinating and it's a shame the episode is what got the show pulled. The season two finale two-parter I also up there as one of the greatest episodes in the show. The way the tone shifts as Clay gets more and more drunk and what went from a thing mainly played for laughs turns into a painful moment for Orel as he realizes just how awful his dad is especially when he's drunk. This isn't to say the less serious episodes aren't good. The show can be really funny when it wants to but it's just the more serious episode that leaves an impact on you. When hopping into the show for the first time I heard it was a satire show that was a parody of christian shows I was expecting every other joke to be bible bad (not a christian so I wouldn't have gotten offended but still it would have gotten tiring) but god I was relieved when I found out it was more making fun of those who use faith for all the wrong reasons then pointing the blame to an old ass book. overall 10/10 show that might not be everyone's cup of tea but I personally LOVE it. It's been a while since I last watched it but talking about it makes me wanna watch the entire show again. TL;DR: I fucking love this show and the reason it got canceled is the reason why I love it.

4) invader zim- OK time to move on to something less serious. It's also been a bit since I've last seen this show but it still has a close place in my heart. Invader zim aka the reason I have a tumblr account in the first place (though it wasn't until later when I started to actually use it. when I first made this account it was to lurk) is a nice little show I can watch and not over analyze the shit out of. (I do that a lot with shows I like) I watched this show at a very interesting time in my life. I had recently realized I was trans and had no idea how I was going to tell anyone and funnily enough a couple of days after I realized I was trans quarantine hit so needless to say it was an interesting time for me. This show and the fan stuff on tumblr for the show kept me sane. Dib was one of the first characters I ever related to and as you can tell by me still using him as my profile pic I still do. another show that the more I learn about what they had to cancel due to the show being canceled the more pissed off I get. I forget this is a kid's show half the time.

5) hannibal- I feel bad for my friends cause when I finished this show I WOULDN'T SHUT UP ABOUT IT. This show is the reason I actually use my tumblr account. (cause I paused it and it looked like Will and Hannibal were about to kiss and I needed to share it with someone and none of my friends have seen the show so I threw it onto here and the rest was history) I don't remember why I watched this show but I'm glad I did cause it's fucking great the mystery the first time you watch it and the set up of the answer the second time you watch it is just *chef's kiss* 10/10. The way they portrayed Will and Hannibal's relationship is so fascinating like it's so complex AND GAY. I WANT ANOTHER SEASON DAMN IT THAT CLIFF HANGER (hehe cliff) HAD BEEN KILLING ME EVER SINCE THE FIRST WATCH!!!!!!

6) the last of us- Ok so confession: I haven't finished the show (I have one episode left but I'm watching it with friends so it's probably going to be a bit before I watch it) BUT FUCK DO I LIKE THIS SHOW. I haven't played the games but from what I heard this is a rare video game adaptation that ISN'T dogshit so I might watch a let's play of the game after we finish it since I like the show so much. This has to be one of the most realistic representations of a zombie apocalypse I've ever seen. (granted I haven't consumed much zombie media and it could be the fact that before this the same friend is showing us the walking dead which granted CAN be good at times the way characters act most of the time at least at the point we were at before taking a break where annoying and frustrating) EPISODE 3 WAS THE FIRST TIME I EVER SOBBED AT A SHOW. Fun(?) fact: that date on the letter at the end of that episode august 29 IS MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY 😭. I'm afraid of what episode 9 has in store.

7) south park- despite having a dad who quotes this show and would watch episodes in the living room growing up it wasn't until after watching the last of us one time with friends did I ever end up watching a full episode of the show. (I forgot what episode we watched before watching south park but we all decided we needed a pick me up after it) While I'm not obsessed with this show and I haven't seen all of it (if it was possible to watch that much south park without going insane) I still like this show. Another one of those shows I can watch casually without overanalyzing it. Whenever I need a break from writing my fic or whenever I just feel like it I just pick an episode I heard was good and just watch it. The history behind this show and behind certain episodes I've always found interesting. Though I'm going to be honest for now I'm going to avoid most modern episodes cause I've heard mixed things about newer seasons. Butter's own episode, Cartman sucks, and Butters's bottom bitch has to be some of my favorite episodes. if you can't tell by my fav episodes Butters is my favorite character.

8) the owl house - FUCK YOU DISNEY THIS SHOW DESERVED BETTER!!!! Another kid's show I forget is a kid's show. the way the boiling isles are drawn hell the overall art of the show is just so fucking fantastic. THERE'S GAY IN IT!!!! LIKE ACTUAL CANONICAL GAY IN A DISNEY SHOW!!!!! I never thought I would see the day BUT HERE I AM AND AAAAAAA LUZ AND AMITY ARE SOOOO CUTE TOGETHER! KING OMFG KINGGGGGGGGGGG HE'S MY LITTLE BABY AND THE SEASON TWO FINALE MADE ME STRESS EAT FOR THE FIRST TIME. So sad that season three was cut down to three episodes. The idea that something you put a bunch of hard work into can be cut short cause someone didn't like the vibe is fucking BULLSHIT!

I would tag other people here but in the wise words of Laszlo

#wow I had a lot more then I though I had to say #also rare moment: I use punctuation in a post #yeah if you can't tell already I was kinda just writing whatever came to mind so that's why this post is as long as it is #I know the whole point of this was to write SMALL summaries on why you like the show you put down #but I can't help word vomiting when it comes to things I like!

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ramu-ego · 1 year

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mind sharing your other fandom favs then? you have me sort of curious if ego is tots ur type LMFAOA .. omg aftwr u-20 win ego was such a proud dad the face he made was honestly sort of emotional ..!!

NEVVER APOLOGIZE 4 WRITING ANOTHER FIC IDEA HEL i think with my pussy half the time and i read ANYTHINGGG as long as it’s dom!reader (can you tell i’m desperate ORR WHATT?) ngl your “pussy dragging on the keyboard” comment made my ass giggle for a full minute LMFOAO i’ll be using that as well thanks!

personally 4 me i never was really into nikko ASSS MUCHH.. but i can see the hype .. cant stop thinking how sweaty and greasy his forehead must be after those thick ass bangs though.!.!?!

WOAH our timezones r so different HELLPP.. by the time you said it was 6:40 am, it was at least night for me, polar opposites in a way sorta! godd you’re a chronic coffee drinker?? i’m more of a tea person myself but coffee does power through most things with ur day anyways, don’t overdose on it or something!! (unless u alrdy do LOL)

i’ve been doing great as ever, taking my time to relax before i’ve got to get back to that tiring education life again.. 🥲 your blogs has been a good way to pass the time though so a win win for me!! for the blue lock anime last week, episode 10 was surprisingly good considering i was scared shitless of animation budgeting and if they would butcher it, sometimes the cgi makes me giggle but hell i’m such a blue lock supporter that i just move on from all of the questionable moments with the animation!

i’m a sub watcher for all animes (which, i haven’t touched a lot of animes .. if you’re an avid anime watcher, any recs?)

for me, u-20 match was an INSANE ride for me, def my fav and i always reread it in a way, i think everything leading up to it like the 3v3 or 4v4 matches were great too, but u-20 match was hype like no other !! whiichhh brings me to my next point, i need to see more of hiori as his design was just too cute for me to pass up, just the hair and the eyes were so ?!? eye catching imo..

oh jeez and there was this one panel with this blue lock player with the most nicest hair but he just. NEVER APPEARED LMFAOO? i haven’t seen him ever since — don’t even think we got a name

ah jeez i’m SOOOO SORRY if my messages get a bit too long, I HATE JUST RESPONDING INSTEAD OF. CONTINUING A CONVERSATION (if this makes sense?) .. so i tend to ramble ^^’ don’t feel pressured to mirror the length though!! i’d be heading off to bed as i send this message in, so this is sort of my goodnight :P - 💌

OH GOD THE OTHERS-

-this will be a dead give a way to some of my very very old followers who've accidentally re found me after I achieved my last blog and took a long hiatus. I have very specific...qualities...to a lot of them that overlap...

in order from top left to right; Kurono Yuichiro (Fire Force absolute love of my life and a near 1:1 character match to Ego honestly), Hanma Shuji (TokyoRev), Sir Nighteye (MHA), Asagiri Gen (Dr Stone), Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Ginoza Nobuchika (Psycho Pass) ...three out of the six are played by the same English VA so you could say I have a type 😂

To be fair my other categories for favs are literally all copy and print similar too. My "These are my babies I'm breastfeeding them and enabling them" favs are near identical copies in every anime I watch 😂 then the third less talked about group...the dreaded libra group 😒

SOMETIMES YOU JUST WRITE WITH YOUR PUSSY AND NOT YOUR BRAIN AND THAT'S WHAT'S HAPPENING WITH THIS STUPID NIKO FIC THAT'S GOING WELL OVER SIX PAGES FOR NO STUPID REASON BESIDES THE PUSSY DESERVES IT UGH

ok but to gush a moment before forgetting the Ego during the U-20 match...that panel!!! Oh god that panel!!! Of him telling Isagi that what happened to him and his career didn't matter, that he was fine to be blacklisted from the sport he loved bc he assured all 22 of them had a career in soccer after this game, win or loose, OH GOD THAT PART. I will literally fist fight anyone at this point who wants to shit talk Ego and say he "doesn't care" bc that man was ready to throw away his livelihood for them to succeed on a world stage in the sport they love. Man's got protective dilf energy and I'm giving him a child this uterus is open for business rn

Niko is....Ok I'm blaming it on his VA actually (sorry I watch dubbed I just literally can't focus on subbed) and his English VA is a well known one but did a creepy high pitched voice with it and I mean I'm willingly fucking Ego like I'm advertising I'll kiss that weird man's ankles but Niko- Niko is just too fucking weird for me. But apparently the pussy wants to challenge that bc fuck me with a six plus page story over god damn nipples! Niko is still....too ugly for me RIP

My time zone is fucked at the butt end of everything so I am WAY use to being the last one up and last one to go to bed in every fandom I've ever been in 🤣 Learned that as a teen when literally no one was ever awake when I was RIP. But yes I'm a chronic coffee drinker I've always have been the bean it calls to me I must have it (given I don't drink enough to like NEED it or get a headache I just enjoy the taste but love tea too) Drank it thru my pregnancy and drank it breastfeeding no one's pulling the beautiful bean from my mouth. Love me a good tea though I won't deny good green, black and other teas hit different. Just no herbal shit stuff makes me wretch istg

Glad to hear I started this blog in good timing then! Ain't nothing like relaxing with some good pegging when you're trying to forget that book bullshit 💅 And honestly even though I picked up the manga right after like episode two (needed Ego I wasn't waiting lololol) I've been very happy with the animation cuz like the manga is illegally beautiful. Holy shit is the manga just so well done and the drawings are top tier throughout the entire thing (coming from tokyorev and jujutsu god I miss manga artists that don't just scribble on things like a coke addict) Questionable animation or not they keep slut drawing Ego's hands so damn fine and that man's watch I'll forgive any animation doozie long as my weird looking stick man looks fine as hell

I don't watch sub (I just can't take in the actual show and read plus I got a mad voice kink so....dubbed it is for me) But I've watch a fair share of anime. Don't really watch it for like...the sake of just watching anime (prefer western cartoons a little more) but I've watched some really good ones though. First on the list, Fire Force. I've single handedly convinced like two dozen people to watch this. It's my favorite of all time and will be tattooing the weird looking man in the collage on my body at some point bc of how much I love that series. Mob Psycho 100 is amazing as always for so many reasons and it has a bit of everything for everyone. The Case Study of Vanitas was better than it was aloud to be and I hate vampires. Dr. Stone fucking nerdy funny and entertaining. Psycho Pass is a good like murder mystery book. Sonny Boy and Space Dandy done by the same studio and will make you question your existence. Kekkaishi is old but still one of my favorites ever. And Blue Exoricst I wrote a 60+ chapter fan fic on it for a reason and its still going strong and written by a woman! Don't know about any of their sub versions but their stories and characters are so good they're worth it.

That entire block from the five round selection to the U-20 game was just- Fucking illegally good for a sports anime?? A sports anime for crying out loud?? Even the way they introduce so many new characters is so smooth and not even clunky and you genuinely take an interest in everyone even if you only see them for one game?? Hiori is cute...a little more feral than I expected when we first saw him being cute with Isagi and Nanase. But Hiori, Otoya, Karasu and Kurona haven't like wowed me yet. I'm invested but I'm still going real fucking soft on Yukimiya right now like. God. The eye thing. LET ME BABY YOU AND HAVE THAT SAD MAN. God he's gonna be so fucking pretty when he's animated I'm screaming already

Was that the panel of the dude with Gagamaru and Raichi? The one that's shown on the blue lock screen but we never have an actual manga cap of him?

PLS DON'T APOLOGIZE I TALK TOO MUCH I WAS A HAIRDRESSER FOR FIVE YEARS I TALK WAY TOO MUCH PLS NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR TALKING TO MUCH AS YOU CAN SEE I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL I'M SORRY I'M THE ONE RAMBLE. PLS HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY SINCE WE'RE OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE SUNNY TIME. RAMBLE ALL YOU WANT I ADORE IT <3

#pls im sorry i talk so much #and i have so many feelings about blue lock holy shit #didnt feel this way about haikyuu like it was ok but blue lock hits different #helps i played soccer a lot as a kid so it hits home #but also it has ego #so bonus #anyways my types are all pretty strong....all my husbands are simliar for the most part #all my babies i wanna smoother are VERY similar #and then a god awful third thing...libras #im a predictable idiot and assume if i call someone ugly...i'll eventually end up liking them #:: thanks for the ask~! ✩#:: 💌.anon~! ☆

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aquagustd · 2 years

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YUSSSS.

your mind. your writing. you. literally one of the best authors on this app i swear you need to publish actual books cause..

first off. seojoon just… no. he’s so weird and there’s actually so many men that think like that, “you put ur head on my shoulder” ok? that doesn’t mean i’m in love with us pls. and the way he wouldn’t let her go. SIR. we were rooting for u!! (i mean i really wasn’t he was alr but i’m sure other people loved him)

WHY WAS I TEARY EYED DURING JUNHO AND OC’S FIGHT. she is such a good momma i hope she forever knows that 🫶 being a mom and disciplining a young child is so so hard. JK’S VOICE MEMOS 😖 the “does momma like black or white more don’t tell her” i cried, we all cried. the way he talks to him i can just imagine it cause jk irl probably sends cute voice memos ARGGG. junho ur dad will be back and if he doesn’t come back we will all be ur dad 🫤

yuri & yoongi 4ever. the love i have for them. yus do you imagine urself as yuri because i do… i’m ready for them to have many many cute Chubby babies 🫶 i love yuri sm she is an angel on earth i adore that woman <3

TAE AND OC DINNER , HER KISSING HIS MOLES 😵‍💫 the smut… the toe sucking… GRRRR. i was shaking a bit ngl. personally id never put my mouth near a foot BUT men who do… saur sexy. like 😵‍💫 THE MIRROR KINK THE 🐱 EATING WAS SOO…. i digress. the STUBBLe tickling her thighs.. i wanna die.

lastly… ABT TO GET sexy angry yoongi i’m so excited pls yell at me daddy 🫶 okay but actually i’m so curious to see his reaction to jimin… i will be patient!

anyways thank u again YUS YOUR MIND IS PERFECT UR SO TALENTED I LOVE YOU!

YAZ STOP ILY 😭😭🥺🥺🥺 tysm wtf ??? it’s literally a dream of mine to publish a book 🥺🫣 is that stupid.

lmaoooo 💀 i wonder who was rooting for seojoon. literally the definition of creep. who knows what he’s been doing when oc was asleep/wasn’t around

I KNOW their first fight ever 😭 & she felt bad after. no bc jungkook needs to make up his mind he can’t be saying shit like that 🫣 or i’m gonna fold

yoongi + yuri my fave couple on hie <3 her character is based on me lmao 💀 that’s why she’s so gay for oc pretend you didn’t see this

I WAS HYPERVENTILATING THROUGH THE SMUT YAZ. that’s why it took me 2+ hours 😩 literally same. shaking. the stubble ffs. YES that’s what i’m saying !!! i personally never sucked toes but on the other end 🫣 sexiest thing EVER 🥴

sexy angry yoongi pls 😳😀 yes sir yell at us

no thank YOU for being so sweet and reading my work <33 literally made my night 🥺

#fic: hie #squishies

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Live-blogging my first time watching SAW

- oh shit, starts off full on

- my phone’s on 28%, when it dies I have to stop watching because I’m not doing this on full attention

- NO HEAD! NO HEAD! (Early 2000’s gore is surprisingly bearable)

- why is Laurence Gordon kinda…

- I’ve made it through 6 minutes!! Only 1hr37 left to go and then I can say I’ve survived watching SAW

- what if he just…didn’t play the tape lol

- Adam! (The vine reference…it’s…funny to me)

- oh Lawrence KNOWS they’re gonna kill each other

- puppy dog eyes my beloved

- bathroom’s a lot bigger than I always thought it would be, honestly shit’s SPACIOUS

- if they could just waste as much time as possible trying to get this cassette player that would be great thank you

- honestly what did Adam do

- you could just slide the tape but go off I guess

- it would suck to be Adam, like imagine not being the main character, just being brought in for some guy…objectification

- follow your heart —> kiss Adam

- aww the heart on the toilet it kind of bbg, at least he gave them deco

- Adam why would you pass him the hacksaw. He is trying to kill you.

- great job Adam, now only one of you has a weapon and it’s the one actively trying to murder you.

- workers of the world unite, the only thing you have to lose is your…feet

- I mean, I think he died because he got sawed in half, just a crazy guess

- HE TORTURED A GUY BECAUSE HE TRIED TO KILL HIMSELF??

- maybe I’m just dumb but like how does the razor wire kill him? What even is razor wire

- that is not a jigsaw piece, that is a misshapen lump. Let’s not reach at times like these

- if I were him I would just have like…not picked up that candle

- cancelling Jigsaw for not normalising mental illness, I’m getting problematic vibes from this guy

- getting homoerotic vibes from him painting a naked man’s body with flammable liquid, like…did he NEED to be naked? Or was that just a want.

- hate to say it but Gordon kinda looks better all grimed up

- oh that’s that one guy! He’s in like every crime show. This man has Stable Employment.

- short break to flex my unshackled legs, charge my charger and turn on the light

- honestly this is still fine, more interesting than horrible

- someone survived? People can do that?

- how come she got the horrifying bear trap and all they got was ankle cuffs? Kinda sexist ngl

- make your choice?? I feel like it’s a pretty easy choice

- oh shit that’s a grenade

- so wait how did she survive? Surely that’s impossible

- girl now is not the time to faff around

- OH WAIT HE’S ALIVE!!

- she could’ve just killed him, honestly that’s on her

- I’m pretty sure she’s evil but girlboss, honestly

- here comes this fucking guy, Jesus Christ

- girl he did not help you let’s be real here

- lightheaded from nerves but I’m half an hour in

- my smart little detective bb Adam

- this is the most fun I’ve had without lubricant lmaooooo Adam tell em

- if he kills the daughter I’m gonna riot. I better not see that fuckass puppet right now

- he’s kinda a good dad, like that was cute I can’t lie

- is someone gonna ask the daughter what the man said to her?? I feel like you would definitely at least ASK

- I’m a good chunk through this movie and it’s only mildly unsettling, I’m beginning to think I’m just a pussy

- sneaky, ranks are breaking in the spacious bathroom

- I am simply not afraid of a man wearing a blanket

- if he kills them I will stop being able to tolerate this “jigsaw is morally grey” narrative, they did literally nothing wrong

- actually the child’s kinda annoying, why can she only make one noise

- did he only have 3 prior victims or did they only have the budget to show flashbacks of those guys

- I’d love to be an over-dedicated detective, staying back from drinks to eat shitty Chinese takeaway at my desk and stay up all night in a rumpled shirt, running my hands through my hair over ‘evidence’

- oop he knew they were comingggggggg

- in half an hour I gotta go cook my spaghetti

- if the puppet move’s I’m freaking out

- call me crazy but just shoot jigsaw the minute you see he’s gonna screwdriver lobotomise that guy? Clearly this mans is bad

- arresting him is objectively more important

- at least pull the hood back, I swear to god

- again, I cannot be afraid of this caped crusader, Dungeons-and-Dragons-ass villain

- short break for my mental health (mommy came home) then back to it and feeling strong

- rahhhh death metal as the killer escapes, I simply have to vibe

- oh he survived, that’s rad

- it’s zander!!

- the girls are fightinggggggggggggg

- glow in the dark paint are you fucking kidding me this film is so unserious

- so do Adam and Lawrence fuck or what

- I don’t know how to explain this but Lawrence’s face is so Lana del Rey genderswapped

- ewwwwwwww he’s so ugly in a suit😖😭😖😖😭

- oh lawd he crawlin

- what in the fuck is. That

- Adam choking is genuinely the funniest thing I’ve ever seen, genuinely why does he do that

- the acting is killing me, why is this a comedy movie

- Adam’s literallt just an urban photographer

- let me guess, jigsaw’s right there and it’s gonna show him in the flash (wow, crazy)

- come out I’ll kill you! - he says, with no weapon and zero upper body strength (I love my pathetic babygirl)

- how did time go that FAST, goddamn

- oh Jesus, kidnapped child moment

- ohhhhhhhh, shit boutta go DOWN

- I really thought these SAW traps were a time-crunch, in-and-out thing, it feels like these guys have so much downtime

- vigilante Adam arc

- is the picture of Lawrence drinking a smoothie really necessary??

- Lawrence killed a hooker confirmed

- it’s giving Nicki Minaj phone call

- why does Jigsaw, a stalker, hate Adam, also a stalker

- Adam’s just a girlboss trying to survive in this modern economy

- they have made no progress out of this goddamn bathroom, these guys are utterly useless

- how come everyone else gets these crazy punishments for running out of time and theirs is like…he just fucking comes in there and shoots you

- the I Need You was unnecessary and gay

- why am I suddenly feeling the urge to also watch the sequel

- could he stop yelling

- Adam is yelling because he is an empath

- nooooooooooooooooo Adammmmmmmmmm

- bitch the time was up!! He wasn’t going to let you see your wife and kid!!

- I appreciate the bit of fabric covering up his gross leg

- see, just like I said.

- get his ass, baby

- are they about to kiss

- why does he fucking sound like that

- why do I feel like he absolutely WOULD lie to him, that sneaky bitch. Tricksy

- That’s a bigass bullet wound

- so that’s not even jigsaw

- who the fuck is that wait what who the fuck is that

- I thought that was what happened to the key!!

- no way he lay there that still the entire time that’s crazy

- game over lmao that’s so funny he can’t be serious

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Pity 60?! ALMOST THERE! You can do it! 🥳 2 ?! Goodness how even 😭😭 The lowest I got was 6... Not any better but 2 is so close to being flat broke...

Yeahhh her dad is such an ass Maxi is the sweetest! And she's got a super hot husband now so I guess she DID benefit from being married off 😚 Oh I've read that too! Edna is such a girlboss I love her! It's different from the normal damsel in distress kind of Female lead, and it's really refreshing. What else have you read?

I hope so! But I'm still 18 and I wanna enjoy being single hahaha! I've seen my friends cry and weep over guys and I feel like I want to stay unburdened by the weight of a relationship till I'm like 19-20-ish? Thanks Chu! haha it's getting super rainy where I'm from... It's so cold istg...

Ahaha! I'm not THAT young. But I do agree that my watchlist is soul-sucking dhdhdh. Though, there's something about sad animes, don't you think?

HAHAHA you're young too! And you finished Naruto during your summer break?! Omg just how much did you watch per day you're amazing.

Right?! We deserve to know, Gege! Have mercy please was killing off our 3 JJK daddies not enough-

Hmm I honestly preferred the old art, even if the animation wasn't on par with Mappa's. I did pick it up after awhile, but Instagram spoiled me so I lost motivation after 2-3 episodes of season 4... I should really delete all social media accounts before watching a new anime...

Oh no is he okay HAHAHA was the ending that sad I'm slightly tempted to binge the rest of AOT after my exams are over hmm... How could he?!?! Gojo dying is one of the few anime deaths that shook the world 😭😭Or is he just jealous 🤭

Omg a fellow monkey! Sugu's monkey cult is expanding- Ngl I would gladly be a monkey if it means I can get slightly closer to Suguru-

Also I've received your TOT req!! The bakerlon card is legit so cute ahhh 😫😫

-🪩

i… gave up🥲 seems like there’s no hope for me 😩 i’ll wait until next year then and save the s chips i get from the monthly pass for the upcoming events🤧

HAHAHAH the benefit is right there!!🤭 i love maxi’s progress though and YES I LOVE EDNA SO MUCH omg she’s so badass, takes care of her own shits and the plot twist is soooo omg i finished that manhwa on one night and was left sooo full😩 it was one of the best manhwas for me

hmm i think i’ve read quite many arranged marriage stories but suddenly i can’t think of any of them🥲 but another great manhwa i read is unholy blood! i love hayan sm she’s also badass and her romance with euntae drives me almost insane bcs of the slow burn🤧 but it’s so so great by the ending i was sad to let it go. have you read it?? and do you have any other recs?

so true! i honestly don’t think there’s any benefit for us to force ourselves to have a boyfriend/girlfriend that early (especially if they say it’s for the status—a classmate of mine once told me that she was dating this guy just to know how being in a relationship was like💀 she’s messed up) because in the end, we are looking for the real thing. the real thing doesn’t come easily, it takes time. fyi my current boyfriend is my first bf, we started dating just last year, which means i have my first bf at 23🥹 and i’m so glad i heed my mom then, that it’s no use to have boyfriends when you were still in high school or college as chances are they are still immature themselves.

but if you do find someone who is good in school, then it’s okay to try! just don’t be discouraged if you don’t because nah we need the true ones😉

(aw sorry to come off as lecturing i can’t stop myself but my mom’s advice is what saves me🥹 and i really do think it’s so good)

me too!! it’s rainy and cold nowadays *sigh* but at least it’s not as hot?🥹

THERES 🗣️ SOMETHING 🗣️ ABOUT 🗣️ ANGST 🗣️ that made me feel like i want to jump out of the window yet satisfied my inner soul at the same time🤧🤧🤧

HAHAHA i felt old bcs now i’m paying for my own bills and impulse buying😭 JSJSJS nono i watched naruto from eps 300 onwards actually🥹 still, that’s quite a lot 😭 but yeah, i could watch at least 5-10 eps per day back then 🥲

PFFT DADDIES so true 😔😔 *sigh* my life has never been the same ever since that gojo sukuna fight. i started looking for spoilers (i didn’t follow the manga before), installed twitter and reading theories. my heart used to be thumping so hard each time i went over the spoilers you know? like i know gojo was going to lose somehow but i hope so much he didn’t and then when chapter 235 dropped and gege took a break i was like “!!!!” only to 236 to reverse it in the most brutal way💀

ahh i see… i’m starting to think that aot is for boys😭 like most of my guy friends are like “this is the best anime of my life” while my girl friends are just bamboozled with everything🥹

he’s mourning and coping the way we do for our jjk daddies🤭🤭 save to say that karma gets him bcs he doesn’t follow the manga HAHAHA maybe both i don’t know but he gets 🙄🙄 when i swoon over gojo ahahhaha

oh? good luck on your exam disco anon!! i know you’ll do well!!🫶🏻

HAHAHAHAH OMG that’s the term he used too!!🤣 like he’s okay being suguru’s monkey just because🥹

waah! that’s good then!! the card is so CHIC but i haven’t gotten the chance to read it yet along with the side story card🥲🥲🥲 i will after this weekend i think bcs work has been so tiring *sigh*

#this is sooo long im so sorry but i really love talking to you sjsjsjjs #—chu’s mailbox 📬#💌: 🪩

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hi!! can i request a platonic yandere erasermic with a student reader??

Platonic Yandere! Erasermic:

Thanks for requesting! I love yandere Erasermic so much 😤😤 👊

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Platonic Yandere! Erasermic:

The BEST platonic yandere couple to have!

You're a student at UA, part of class 1A. You're Aizawa's favourite student. You're just so polite and so sweet. Always so eager to learn and try out new things. And even the class would notice his special treatment of you. "You forgot to do your homework? Hmm, alright you can submit it to me tomorrow. Denki you forgot to bring your homework? Go run 5 laps right now."

Hizashi would often hear about you from his husband. You sounded like a good kid. But he really became interested you when you came looking for Aizawa in the staff room, but you found him instead. Hizashi started talking to you, really just rambling about the most random things. He was expecting you to just leave and go look for Aizawa, but he was pleasantly surprised when you started talking to him too, easily carrying the conversation. Your eyes would light up when you were talking to him. And since then, you would always give him your complete, undivided attention whenever you guys spoke, no matter what the topic was. You'd sometimes be rambling, and then suddenly forget what you were talking about. It was just so cute!

Gradually, these two would become obsessed with their favourite student. They'd also become very protective of you. When it was time to choose an internship, Aizawa rejected all offers from different agencies on your behalf, lying to you that you didn't get any offers. And then you'd become so sad, near tears and then Aizawa would offer to train you himself, that he sees potential in you. Of course you'd accept, you'd get to train with Eraserhead, a rare opportunity!

When you'd be training with Aizawa, he'd go easy on you, but he'd still give you great tips on how to improve yourself and control your quirk. You still haven't been able to beat him once though. Since you'd be around Aizawa a lot, you'd also meet his partner, Hizashi, often. And since you would accompany Aizawa on his late night patrols, you'd have dinner (made by Hizashi, who's more than happy to cook for you) with them at their place a lot, and it always ended up with them offering you stay the night, and you sometimes did.

Their obsession love would continue to grow the more you spent time with them. And then one night, the couple would be discussing about expanding their family, and then they both knew it, right then and there. Its you. You'd be the perfect addition to their family, the perfect child! You're so kind, soft spoken. Outgoing yet shy and reserved when meeting new people. But you're just so naive, too innocent for your own good. And they've both seen the ugliness of the world, the worst in the people. They cannot afford to just stand by idly and risk you getting tainted by this filth.

It was decided that night that you had to become a part of their family. They'll make your parents disappear, they have both the money and the skills to do it. Maybe they'll say that your family was taken or killed by some villians, or better yet, they were caught doing something illegal. But don't worry, you can stay with them for as long as you want. When you try to refuse, that you can stay with a relative, they'll tell you that it's for your own safety. They don't want the villians to complete their unfinished business. Plus, they are more than capable of taking care you, and since you didn't want to risk another family member's life, you agreed.

You'll be having the best time of your life. They'll spoil the hell out of you, Hizashi especially. Aizawa does too, but he's just more protective of you.

Hizashi is a great cook! He'd learn to make your favourite dish too. And if you like something from a restaurant, he'll take it as a challenge and try to replicate the dish, or make a better one! At school, all 3 of you would sometimes have lunch together, you always bringing Aizawa's lunchbox along too, since he often forgets it. If you try to cook a dish for them, they'll treat it like its a Michelin star dish!

Aizawa would be the more protective one, always the harder one to convince to let you go out with your friends, especially at night. Hizashi would always convince him in the end, they're gonna follow you anyways so why stop you? Aizawa's a bit possessive too. He doesn't like it when you talk about other pro heroes, you're his little girl, you should be looking upto him. He won't say anything about it though.

Hizashi would love to just talk to you; you guys would often gossip. Oh and you always go to him for any fashion advice. Since he also has long hair that he styles up a lot, he can do your hair too! Just show him a picture of what you want, and he'll style hair exactly like it. Aizawa likes to do your hair too sometimes, but he only knows how to put it in a simple braid.

They're will be a lot fun activities for you to do with them. You can be having karaoke nights with Hizashi, Aizawa watching you guys with just pure adoration in hie eyes. You can play video games with Aizawa, which he is scary good at, especially at Among us. Family game nights are a must!

If you have any other hobbies or passions, you'll have 2 dads, cheering for you. They'll get you the best supplies available. If you win an award, any award, no matter how small, they'll tell you how proud they are and put your achievements either on the fridge or somewhere where everyone can see it.

Of the two, Aizawa would be the to quickly pick up on your mood. He knows when you're lying, when you're sad, or when you've just had a bad day at school. Hizashi would notice too, but it would be Aizawa who would know if you needed some space or if you needed to talk it out; they've always it clear to you that the latter option is always open.

Once they find out whats the reason you're feeling so down, they'll comfort you. You guys would often cuddle on the sofa as a funny movie played on the TV. Once you've gone to bed, they go and eliminate the cause of distress. Oh did you fail a test? Its okay, they'll tutor you personally. Oh did your favourite character die? Cry it out sweetie and let's go buy some of the character's merchandise . Oh did someone confess their feelings to you and you don't know what to do? Don't worry, he's taken care of.

Dating isn't an option. They'll be quick to reject him/her, listing reasons to you exactly why they're not good for you. Of course, nobody deserves their baby. But if you do go against their wishes, and still get an s/o in secret, they'll find about it. If they're thinking about how to separate you guys, and you walk in all heartbroken because your s/o broke up with you, with no persuasion from the couple; on the inside they'll be both glad and mad. Hizashi will be comforting you, cooing sweet nothings in your ear, while Aizawa would be standing with a "I warned you" look on his face at first but then he sees your red, teary face, your lips wobbling, your eyes full of pools of tears, and immediately his stern exterior would melt and he'll gather you in his arms and let you cry into his chest, while his mind will go to "MURDER". You're their sweet girl, their precious little baby. How dare someone play with your feelings like that. Your ex better sleep with one eye open.

If you do somehow find about what really happened to your parents, and you try to run away from them, not only will they have you back in their arms within the hour, they'll take you somewhere countryside. Its always been noisy in the city anyway. They'll try to explain to you, that they really just did all of this to protect you and that it should show how much they love you and care about you. No physical punishment will ever meet you. No, they can't bear the thought of hurting you! They'll use manipulation to control you, and they are master manipulators. They do so much for you, aren't they enough?

Just be happy they still allow you to roam around the countryside, and not had you locked up in your room. School would be off the table for a while, as will any connection to your friends. Its about time they all had a family vacation anyway.

I'd let Erasermic adopt me in a heartbeat, ngl. 👊 Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed this! Requests are OPEN. :)

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theladyofdeath · 3 years

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Life As We Know It {Chapter 12}

Summary: After the sudden deaths of Nesta’s sister and Cassian’s best friend, they gain guardianship of their nephew, Nyx.

Based on Life As We Know It (2010) and a prompt sent in by anonymous for our Nessian fanfic contest. This is a modern au.

Instead of doing a tag list for this story, we have decided to have a set posting schedule. Chapters will be posted weekly on Mondays and Thursdays. Chapters will be posted on both my and Shelby's blogs! >> @snelbz

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* In case you missed the announcement - we will now be posting chapters 3 days a week! Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. We hope you continue to enjoy the story!

** Trigger warning: Miscarriage.

This chapter is legit a roller coaster, ngl. Enjoy. ;)

“You don’t have to do this, you know.”

Nesta stood in the living room of Elain’s house with Nyx on her hip, feeling guilty for dropping Nyx off for the night even though Elain was the one to offer.

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Gives these little cousins some bonding time.” She reached out and took Nyx’s chubby little hand. “Besides, you and Cassian both need time to recoup.”

She wasn’t about to deny that. It had been a week since her not-date with Balthazar, a week since she and Cassian had uttered more than passing comments on how Nyx had acted throughout the day to each other.

Every time she looked at him, she found him already watching her and the fact got under her skin.

It became an unspoken thing that whenever she cooked dinner, she would make an extra helping and put it in the fridge for him. Not because she felt like she needed to, but because it made her feel better about their awkward arrangement. The longer time went on, the more she realized that as much as she’d been acting like taking care of Nyx together was a death sentence to her social life, he was going through the same thing.

And when she got home, she planned on making dinner for the two of them to share together. A sort of white flag of truce between them.

It was the least she could do. “Call me the second something happens-.”

“We’ll be fine,” Elain said, taking Nyx from Nesta and kissing her sister’s cheek. “Now, go. Relax. Take a bubble bath with some wine or something. Read one of those filthy books you used to hide in your closet.”

Nesta’s eyes narrowed.

Elain’s smile widened.

After a tough goodbye, Nesta was heading toward her car and driving back home, making a quick stop at the grocery store just around the corner.

She quickly got all of her fixins, prepared to make one of her favorites - salmon, rice, and green beans. A glance at the calendar that morning told her he would probably be home around five, which gave her just under two hours to make dinner. Easily doable, she’d made three-course meals in less time, for much harsher customers.

Yet she couldn’t figure out why her stomach was in knots.

When Cassian came home, he opened the front door and froze. The quiet in the house unnerved him. Usually, there was some random white noise to fill the house, whether that was the television or one of Nyx’s inane toys that distracted him so well. But as he walked through the house, the TV wasn’t on and he couldn’t hear much of anything.

Until he heard a throat clear from the kitchen.

Instantly, Cassian was on alert, not liking the sound at all, recognizing who it had belonged to, but silently, he made his way into the kitchen.

Nesta was sitting at the table, a plate of food in front of her, with an identical one at the spot he typically sat in.

“What’s…going on?” He asked, slowly taking another few steps into the kitchen.

Nesta stood and grabbed a beer out of the fridge, before taking it back over to where he hovered between the table and the doorway. She held the cold bottle out to him. “This is a truce.”

“A tru-?” He took it, but shook his head, not quite understanding her. “Where’s Nyx?”

“He is having a sleepover with Seph, Elain and Azriel. Elain wanted us to have a night off,” she said, sitting back down at her seat. “So I made us dinner.”

“You made us dinner?” he repeated, staring at the plates. “For the two of us to have? Together? At the same table?”

Nesta’s eyes narrowed. “Yes, unless you don’t want it.”

Cassian cleared his throat as he pulled the chair out across from her and popped open his beer. “I won’t turn down free food. Especially when it’s made by an expert.”

Nesta said nothing more as she cut into her salmon. “An expert?”

“You get paid for cooking,” Cassian said, picking up his fork and collecting a pile of green beans. “That makes you an expert. A professional.”

“This is a lot of compliments,” she said, watching him carefully as he ate.

“Maybe I’m jumping on board with this whole truce thing,” he said, mouth full of food.

Nesta wanted to chastise him about his manners, but bit her tongue. “You weren’t on board with it to begin with?”

He chewed slowly and then set his fork down. “Neither of us have…handled this very well,” he admitted, taking a drink from his beer. “And I’m willing to take a portion of the blame, but not all of it.”

Nesta weighed his words carefully. They were blunt, but not untrue. Sure, he’d acted like an ass many times, but she had only responded in kind. She knew she could be a bitch, and she knew she did it well. Sometimes too well.

“For this to be an official truce,” she began, holding her wine glass in her hand, swirling it once, twice, “there has to be terms we both agree on.” His eyebrows raised, but she pressed on before he could speak. “Mine are that we have to communicate. When you get frustrated or pissed at me, you can’t just bottle everything up until it all explodes. And when I get overwhelmed, I promise not to snap at you or act like such a…”

“A bitch?” He provided, when she stumbled over her words, smiling around the beer bottle pressed to his lips.

She wasn’t able to stop the smile growing on her own face, as she said, “Thank you, asshole. But yes. Those are my terms.”

He took a drink and nodded. “Okay. I think I can handle those.”

“And what are your terms?” She asked, cutting into the flaky fish for another bite.

He was quiet for a moment, debating. Nesta took a sip from her wine glass while she waited, watching as thought after thought passed across his face.

“I want to get to know you,” he said, finally. “I want to know who you are and I want you to know me.”

Nesta cocked her head to the side. It was a simple request, but Nesta wasn’t exactly good at allowing people to get to know rher. “And how do you suppose we do that?”

“A simple conversation will do,” he said, shrugging. “Over salmon and alcohol. Mostly alcohol.” He reached across the small table and picked up her wine bottle, filling up her wine glass to the brim.

“Getting me drunk so that I open up?” Nesta asked, sipping from that wine glass.

Cassian chuckled. “I would never.”

She watched her for a second, before taking another larger drink and setting it down. “Fine. Then it’s a truce.” He smirked, glancing over the table between them and then leaned over to look on the counter. “What?”

“I’m just looking for an official notice.” His smirk grew into an all out grin. “Something to sign. I figured you’d called up Tarquin and had some official documents written up.”

“You think you’re so funny.” She rolled her eyes and he chuckled, reaching an open hand across the table.

“Truce,” he said, taking her hand in his. They shook once, and Cassian was struck by how much smaller her hand was than his, yet by how firm her grip was. It was an impressive, professional handshake.

“So what do you want to know?” She asked, scooping some rice onto her fork and getting a bite of fish to go along with it.

His eyes narrowed as he thought about it and she began to wonder whether they should have laid down some boundaries. But he asked, “You went to the University of Velaris, right? What did you study there?”

Nesta blinked in surprise, not having expected the question. “Business and marketing.”

Chewing slowly, Cassian raised an eyebrow. “Nothing culinary?”

She shook her head. “No, I liked cooking, but I never thought it would become my career. I majored in business and marketing, with a minor in communications.”

“That sounds…” He fought for the words for a second. “Boring.”

Taking a drink of her wine, Nesta chuckled. “Oh, it was,” she admitted. “The longest four years of my life, but I’ve got the pretty, little diploma with my name written on it to show for them.”

“And how did you learn about food? How to cook?”

She shrugged. “I taught myself. I graduated college and had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. I got a data entry job at a marketing firm and spent my free time in the kitchen, trying and testing and tasting.” She paused, and her eyes fell to her plate. “Before my dad died, he listened to my idea about starting a small restaurant, with a few of my favorite recipes on the menu. He left me the money to do it in his will.”

“And now?” he pressed, although his voice held a certain gentleness. “Are you successful and thriving?”

Nesta snorted. “I make enough to live and pay the few of servers I have. If that’s successful, then I suppose.”

Cassian nodded in appreciation. “I’d say it is. What about the future? Bigger restaurant? Multiple restaurants?”

“Someday,” Nesta said, with a longing in her voice. “And what about you? And your guitars? Surely you don’t want to be a bartender forever.”

Cassian shrugged. “I don’t mind the bartending. Good tips and I meet a lot of interesting people.”

“But?” Nesta asked.

“But,” Cassian repeated, huffing a laugh. “I don’t know. I wouldn’t exactly say that managing a bar is my passion.”

“So, guitars then?” Nesta asked, brow raised. “You’re really talented. Your guitars are beautiful.”

Cassian’s eyes shot to hers, wide as he slowly set down his fork. “Holy shit, did you just compliment me?”

Nesta’s lips pursed as she kicked his shin under the table.

“I’ve always been good with my hands. Not like that,” he said, pointing at her when he saw the smirk growing. “I mean, creating things, playing instruments, even something as mundane as making drinks. If it’s something I can do with my hands, I typically love it and nine times out of ten, I’m good at it.” There was none of the cockiness she’d come to know in his voice. Just pure explanation, and a bit of devotion. “I’ve tried my hand at making furniture and little knickknacks, but there’s nothing that compares to building an instrument from scratch.”

“And you do it all? Yourself?” She asked, taking another bite.

He nodded. “I start with a few rough pieces of wood. Sand it, stain it, and boom, brand new guitar.”

Snorting, she lifted her wine glass to her lips. “I think you may have missed a few steps in there.”

“Well, I didn’t want to bore you,” he chuckled.

“How long have you been playing guitar?” Nesta asked, finishing off the last of her food.

Cassian took a minute to think about it, then shrugged, finishing off his beer. “As long as I can remember. I grew up with my mom in Illyria. They live simply up there. Music is…a way of life. It grew on me quickly. Mom bought me my first guitar that a friend of hers had made before I could even walk.”

Nesta chuckled, quietly. “Just like you did for Nyx.”

Cassian nodded. “Yeah, I guess so. Another drink?” he asked, nodding toward her emptied glass.

“Sure,” she said. “But, wine is gone. I think there’s some tequila in the cabinet.”

Cassian lifted a brow as he rose. “Tequila?”

Nesta grinned as he went to the cabinet. “Make me a drink, bartender?”

Cassian laughed as he grabbed the glass bottle from the cabinet. “I can. What’ll it be? Tequila sunrise? Margarita? Pretty sure we have some lime juice, somewhere.”

“I’m not picky,” Nesta promised.

She heard him laugh. “Somehow, I have a hard time believing that, Archeron.”

“Only where it counts,” she replied, smiling at him. She picked up their empty plates and rinsed them off, loading them into the dishwasher. Turning, she found him setting a shot glass with salt on the rim down on the counter. She chuckled. “That’s not what I asked for.”

“First of all, you technically didn’t ask for anything in particular,” he said, pointing at her as he crossed the kitchen and opened the fridge. “Secondly, this is the most classic drink I can make you with tequila. It’s the oldest recipe in the books.”

She outright laughed. “That’s cause it’s just straight tequila.”

“Exactly,” he grinned and damn it, if her heart didn’t skip a beat. “I lied, no lime juice.”

“Fine,” she said, crossing her arms. “But if I’m doing sloppy shots, you’re joining me.”

“Oh, I never say no to shots,” he said, grabbing another from the cabinet.

He filled them up, and slid one to Nesta, who took the glass in her hand and held it up.

Cassian clinked his against hers, and they tossed them back.

Nesta’s face didn’t change a bit, and Cassian met her steady eyes. “Impressive.”

“Not my first tequila shot, Nazari,” she said, hopping up to sit on the counter. “What else do you want to ask me?”

He leaned down on the countertop, letting his arms lay flat. “Hmm.” He let his fingers drum quietly. “What did you want to be when you grew up? Or was it always a chef?”

She scrunched up her nose. “I was convinced I was going to be a doctor, I wanted to help people. But then I found out how many years of school was required to be a doctor. So I decided I wanted to be a nurse.”

Cassian carefully poured a couple more shots. “And what happened to that dream?”

“I found out that the sight of blood makes me queasy. Sometimes I throw up, sometimes I pass out.”

He laughed. “That seems like enough to throw off a career plan.”

“Yep,” she admitted, picking her wine glass up.

Cassian filled up the shot glasses, once more, and slid hers back to her. She set down her wine glass and snorted as she tossed it back.

“You know what we should do?” Nesta asked, and Cassian lifted a brow in question. “Go for a swim. We’ve been here over a month and have yet to use the pool that I’ve been cleaning, daily.”

Cassian took his shot before watching her, closely. “Last one in has to share their deepest, darkest secret.”

Nesta scoffed. “What are we, children?”

Cassian grinned as he pushed himself back from the counter. “Scared of a little competition? Afraid to lose?”

They stared at each other in silence for a minute before Nesta jumped off the counter, and ran up the stairs to throw on her swimsuit.

Cassian and his heavy footsteps were close behind.

It took her a few minutes to remember where her swimsuits had been packed, and from the slamming of drawers down the hall, it seemed Cassian was in a similar predicament. She finally found a two piece stuffed in the back of her underwear drawer, not exactly what she had been looking for, and hesitated before stripping down and pulling the bottoms on. Nesta was out her bedroom door before she even had the top fully tied, pulling it into a hastily tied bow behind her back. Her feet carried her as she flew down the stairs, but she froze when she opened the sliding glass door and found him already in the water.

He grinned from where he had his muscular arms resting on the side of the pool, and his hair was soaked, pushed back off of his face. With the wide smile on his face, he looked so much younger, almost boyish.

With a sigh, Nesta turned and walked back into the kitchen, grabbing a couple beers in each hand and made her way back onto the lit up patio.

“I win,” he said, smirking up at her.

The tongue she stuck out at him wasn’t her most quick witted response, but she was trying not to let her eyes drift beneath the water. When she suggested the pool, she hadn’t been thinking of how much skin would be on display, for either of them.

“That’s because you only had one piece to put on,” Nesta said, sitting near him by the edge and handing him a drink.

“Hey, if you only wanted to put on one of those pieces, I wouldn’t have stopped you,” he protested, and Nesta had to hide the way his suggestive tone, those words, made her blush.

He didn’t seem to notice. Instead, he popped open his beer and took a long, slow drink.

“So how about that secret?” He asked, voice lowering.

“Hmmm,” she crooned, tapping her chin. “Which to share when I have so many to choose from?”

Cassian chuckled. “You would have an endless string of secrets. Come on, what skeletons are in your closet? Something you’ve never told anyone else.”

Nesta had a lot of those, too. She wasn’t exactly the “open” type.

There was one true secret she kept though. One that no one else had known, not even Feyre or Elain. Just her and…

She hesitated and he looked up at her, caught the look on her face. “What?”

Shaking her head, she said, “I don’t want to kill the mood.”

The hand holding the bottle was right next to her thigh, and he let his pinky skim over her skin. “That kind of secret, huh?”

She gnawed into her lip, nodding.

“I’ll tell you mine, if it helps,” Cassian said, looking up into her face.

She slipped into the pool, thankful the water was warm, and shook her head. “That wasn’t our agreement.”

He stayed quiet, letting her process her own thoughts.

Sinking beneath the water, Nesta re-emerged, slicking her hair back. After a steadying breath, she said, “I’m sure you remember Tomas, my ex who interrupted our date?”

The mention of their date surprised Cassian, after so many weeks of them dancing around it. He nodded.

“We were together for a long time, you know? All through college.” She wasn’t looking at him, wouldn’t meet his eye. “I got pregnant just after our senior year. I had never wanted kids, you know? Wasn't the family type, at all. Never saw myself having a family. Anyway,” she continued, shaking her head. “It didn’t matter. I miscarried.”

Cassian continued to look at her, continued to watch as she stared blankly ahead.

“I got excited about it, too, which is ridiculous,” she went on. “For a moment, for those few weeks that I thought Tomas and I would be starting a family… I actually got excited.”

“How far along were you?” He asked, gently.

She answered immediately, with no hesitation. “Thirteen weeks. It was like one day I was pregnant, carrying our child and the next… The baby was gone.” She was quiet for a moment. “I woke up one morning and there was blood, so much blood. Tom was already at work, so I drove myself to the hospital, but there was nothing they could do.”

Cassian recognized the slow blinking, knew she was reliving those slow, sad moments again.

“I was dying inside, trying to come to terms with the fact that our baby was gone, and Tomas got home and-.” She took a deep breath and looked over at him. “He asked what I was making for dinner. He didn’t even acknowledge that our child was gone and… l guess that’s when I decided to do the same. To pretend nothing happened. We didn’t really talk much about it. We never told our families, I never told Feyre or Elain. Our father died about a month later and it all seemed so insignificant at that point. But Tom and I never recovered, our relationship at least. We broke up a few months later and…” Nesta shrugged. “Life kept going. I decided to open my restaurant and never looked back.”

“I’m sorry,” Cassian said, quietly.

She finally looked at him and shrugged. “It was a long time ago.”

“That doesn’t make it any less painful of a memory,” he countered.

She just nodded. “It’s how it was supposed to be though, right? Wasn't meant to be.”

Cassian took another drink as he nodded, slowly.

“Anyway,” she began, clearing her throat before dunking herself back down under the water.

“Would you like my secret?” He asked, when she turned and rested her arms on the edge of the pool.

She shrugged. “If you feel so inclined. You didn’t lose the bet.”

He leaned back, letting his arms drape across the edge of the pool as well. “When I was eighteen, I broke my back. I decided to take a year off before I started school, and was working construction over the summer to save money. I wanted to travel for a while. But then I took a bad fall off a roof. I spent two weeks in the hospital and then was stuck in my bed for another ten. And Rhys and Az stayed by my side the whole time. They put off their last hoorah vacations before they went off to college to stay with me.”

Nesta’s eyes drifted to Cassian, drops falling from her lashes. “Doesn’t seem like a secret if people know about it.”

“You didn’t know,” he shot back.

Nesta smiled, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Fair. That sounds awful.”

“It was,” he agreed. “I don’t know if you know this about me, but I don’t like to stay still for very long.”

“Oh, I’ve noticed,” Nesta said, a little spark returning to her eye. “It was torture,” he followed, finishing off his drink. “Not being able to move. I played so many damn board games that I never want to look at one ever again.”

“Even if Nyx asks?” Nesta inquired.

Cassian gave her a lopsided grin. “Well, he’s the exception.” Nesta laughed, and Cassian shook his head. “I’d do anything for that kid. I think Rhys knew that, when he named me godfather.”

She understood that, related to it completely. Especially considering they had been named godparents together, regardless of their mutual distaste for the other. Their love for Nyx, for Rhys and Feyre, had been evident to everyone.

“I miss him,” she admitted, resting her cheek on the concrete. “I know it’s only one night, and I’m beyond appreciative, but… It’s weird not having him right inside.”

He nodded. “I get it. I do, too. I know Az and Elain can take care of him, and I’m sure he had a blast with Seph before they went to bed, but it hasn’t stopped me worrying about him.”

Nesta nodded, stretching her back. She took a drink from her beer. “Did you ever want kids of your own?”

He blew out a harsh breath and drained his own bottle before answering. “I never really considered it much, when I was younger. After my back healed, I was so focused on getting back to life that relationships and dating weren’t high on my priority list-.”

“But fucking was?” Nesta asked, smirking.

He rolled his eyes, nudging her slightly with a shoulder. “Maybe I was interested in sex more than relationships, I’ll admit. But before I knew it, my early twenties had come and gone. Everyone I knew was getting married and had babies on the way and… I was still the one living the bachelor life and decided to just run with it.”

“I get that,” Nesta agreed. “After…everything that happened with Tomas, I never wanted that again. My date with you and my date with Balthazar are the only two proper dates I’ve been on since college.”

Cassian lifted a brow. “And have you been on any improper dates?”

Nesta didn’t answer. Instead, her cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as she finished off her beer.

Cassian’s grin widened. “I never knew you were such a freak, Archeron.”

“Oh, fuck off,” she muttered, which just made him laugh harder.

“I must admit, it’s nice to hear you talking about our infamous date so often tonight,” Cassian said, pulling himself out of the pool.

Nesta couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles flexed, how the drops of water streamed down his back, between his shoulders, down to his waistline and the swim trunks, which rode low on his hips. She cleared her throat. “I didn’t say anything nice about that date, did I?”

“Absolutely not, but is there really anything nice to say?” he asked, sliding the screen door open. “I mean, you were an absolute nightmare.”

She gawked after him as he went inside, and once he came back with a small pyramid of beer cans, Nesta said, “I was a nightmare? You were a complete disaster!”

He scoffed, setting the cans down and cannon balling back into the pool. Even though she was already in the water, Nesta couldn’t help the squeal that left her. Cassian was grinning when he came up for air. “I forgot my wallet. I fully intended to pay you back, both monetarily and with the best sex you’d ever had in your life, but you decided to get huffy, stomp back to your front door and slam it in my face.”

“Oh, please,” Nesta said, reaching for a can and popping it’s top. Foam erupted from the opening and she put her mouth to it before it could drip into the pool. “You were over twenty minutes late, you wore work boots and a leather jacket to the nicest restaurant in Velaris, and we ran into your fuck buddy.” She drank deeply from the can, emptying it in one go. “As for the best sex I’ve ever had in my life, I’ve become very accustomed to and am just fine with my own hand, so you’re going to have to try pretty hard to do better than I myself can.”

She wiggled her fingers in his face and before she could register what was happening, his hand was wrapped around her own. As if he didn’t already know that. Cassian had caught her getting herself off in the bathtub, a memory that was seared into both of their heads. He tugged her closer and the empty can fell from her hands, floating on top of the water.

“I was talking about the past, sweetheart, but you seem to be talking about the present,” he breathed as her chest brushed against his own. “Who says my offer still stands all these years later?”

“You’d be a fool not to make that offer,” she breathed, and she knew the scent of beer was all he was breathing in.

“And would you accept it if I were?” he asked, one hand still wrapped around hers, the other snaking its way around her waist. “Still offering?”

Nesta’s breath hitched as their mouths grew so close, too close, close enough to reach out and taste his lips with a brush of her tongue.

It was tempting.

It would be stupid. Alcohol fogging her brain or not, Nesta knew it would be stupid.

But it was tempting, and in that moment, there were very few things Nesta could think about other than his hands against her skin, his lips a breadth width away from her own, and his cock she could very prominently feel twitching against her thigh.

Nesta’s lips brushed softly against his as she said, “Try and find out.”

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