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miyagihawk · 3 years

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i don’t even know you anymore pt. 2 | eli “hawk” moskowitz x reader

part one

a/n: a lot of people wanted a part 2 so here it is!! some hawk redemption :)))

warnings: a bit of swearing, mentions of violence maybe

summary: after your bad breakup with hawk, he wants a second chance

word count: 1,547

It’s been months after you and Hawk split, and you could confidently say that you’ve moved on.

It wasn’t easy; his group kept ruthlessly attacking your friends. It was like he wanted to make your life a living hell.

After that horrible fight at Golf N Stuff, watching Demetri’s arm get broken compelled you to join Miyagi Do. You never wanted to feel helpless again when your friends are in trouble.

Karate helped you move on. You became confident with yourself and instead of focusing on your break up, your mind was on self improvement. Seeing Hawk stoop down to his lowest level also helped; you wanted to be better than him.

“What... the hell?” you gasped.

As your friends arrived at your lunch table, they looked like they got trampled by a zoo. They almost looked unrecognizable with the amount of bruises and cuts decorating their faces.

Sitting down painfully, Sam said, “It’s a bit of a long story.”

“Well tell me! What happened last night, you guys look insane! Are you okay?” you exclaimed, worried and protective about your friends. They all looked so worn down, not meeting your eyes.

Last night, Miguel and Sam were planning on inviting both Miyagi Do and Eagle Fang over to “combine forces” against Cobra Kai. But you felt sick, so you couldn’t make it.

Your mouth fell slightly open as another person came up to the table.

Him.

What is he doing here?

No one was answering you, but you couldn’t blame them, they probably had the worst night.

Ignoring Hawk’s gaze on you, you got up from your seat and walked around the table to Miguel. You grabbed his arm and he winced. “Sorry,” you apologized, leading him out of the cafeteria into the hallway.

“Miguel can you just tell me what happened last night, who did this to you? And why is he here? I couldn’t make it one time and this happened, god, you couldn’t have texted me or someth-”

“Y/N, Y/N please calm down,” Miguel placed his hands on your shoulders, and it was only then you realized how hard you were breathing.

“Look at you. Look at everyone,” you felt your eyes tearing up. You were angry and frustrated, at yourself for not being there. Maybe you couldn’t have done much, but you still could’ve helped.

“Hey, I’m okay, alright? Everyone’s fine, just relax,” he took a deep breath before continuing, “Cobra Kai came last night.”

“What? To Sam’s house? How did they even-”

Miguel cut you off before you could ramble again, “I don’t know. But they showed up and it was like the school fight part two. Don’t worry though, they look pretty bad too. And we won,” he smiled.

“So why is... he... with us?” You looked over his shoulder through the cafeteria entrance where Hawk sit awkwardly with your friends, looking out of place.

“He helped us Y/N. I know things between you guys didn’t go down so well but I do believe he wants to change,” Miguel explained.

You tried to imagine Hawk fighting alongside Sam and Demetri, but it felt wrong. He’s done too much damage and you don’t think you can forgive him for any of it. How could they forgive him?

“Look, I lost Eli to Hawk too. I was friends with both of them. So I know that he’s being genuine. He wants to be better,” Miguel tried to convince you, leading you back to the cafeteria with him. “He also still cares about you, Y/N. I think you were the main reason he left Cobra Kai.”

You didn’t say anything, you just pondered on his words.

Could that be true? Hawk still cares about you? Then why did he put you through all this? Why now would he leave Cobra Kai for you when you aren’t even together?

You sat back down at the table, head hurting from all the questions you want the answer to.

There he was, sitting across from you. The only one who could really give you the answers. But you acted like he wasn’t there.

The first practice with Miyagi Do, Eagle Fang, and a tiny bit of Cobra Kai had just been dismissed. It ended early because it started raining, and you were all outside.

It went well. It definitely felt good to have a full team and that one less rivalry was gone.

But there was still a lot of awkward tension between you and Hawk. You guys had carefully avoided each other; you were never less than 5 feet apart and when you accidentally made eye contact, you both looked away in a millesecond.

You said goodbye to your friends, putting up your hood over your head to prepare for your wet walk home.

You didn’t mind the rain, you actually loved it. But despite the Valley being known for its good weather, the winters were still harsh and frigid.

You hugged yourself with your arms as shivers shook your body. The sound of a car pulling up made you turn around; your first thought being that someone might kidnap you.

But the red car was familiar and you refrained from running away. The window was rolled down and Hawk’s face was revealed. “Y/N, what the fuck are you doing?”

“I’m walking home,” you say bluntly, and start continuing your walk. His car follows beside you, matching your pace.

“It’s cold as shit. Come on, I’ll give you a ride,” Hawk offered.

“No thanks,” you said, not even looking at him.

As you quickened your stride, you heard his car engine turn off and his door open then shut.

He caught up to you, grabbing your arm to stop you from walking. “Get in the car,” he demanded, and you just rolled your eyes.

“Why would I get in the car with you?” You laughed mockingly and he swallowed. Raindrops were falling on his eyelashes and he looked pretty, but you shook away the thought.

“Fuck, why are you so difficult. You’ll get sick, just come on,” he pulled you towards him, then without thinking your karate reflexes kick in and you hit him in the chest.

You almost feel bad, but he steps back, with an almost proud and amused smile. He thought it was cute.

“Why do you care?!” you raised your voice over the rain.

“Y/N I-”

“Why? You didn’t care for all of these months! Why now? You didn’t care when I wanted you to stop hurting people, why do you want to change now?” You bombarded him with all the questions that have been swirling around in your thoughts for days.

“I did care! I do care. I’m sorry, Y/N. I really am. Just please get in the car and we’ll talk about it,” Hawk pleaded, reaching out for you again, but you pull your arm away. His jaw clenched from your rejection.

“And I still loved you! Through it all! You broke Demetri’s arm, one of my best friends. He was your best friend too! And I still missed you! Do you know how horrible that feels?” you continued letting out your anger. All of the things you’ve wanted to say to him are spilling out of your mouth and you don’t even notice your tears.

His eyes were starting to brim with tears too, but you couldn’t tell if it was just the rain.

“I am sorry Y/N. For everything. I’ve never stopped fucking loving you and I missed you too. Like hell. I can’t take back what I did to Demetri but I’m trying, I’m trying to fix it,” he confessed, moving in closer to you.

“You’re a liar...” you hit him in the chest, but he didn’t budge. “You can’t say that... that you love me, you’re just a huge fucking liar!”

Before you could hit him again, he stopped your hands and put his arms around you. At first you tried to squirm out of his embrace, but eventually you gave in, letting out full sobs of heartbreak.

You missed this. His warmth and his soft skin. The way he rests his chin on the top of your head and how he rubs your back to soothe you. You hated the way you were just giving in, but you didn’t have it in yourself to pull away.

“You were right about all of it. I wasn’t myself,” he murmured into your hair. He missed holding you too, and he wondered how he went so long without doing so.

You looked up at him with your glassy eyes. His hair was drooping down from the mohawk because of the rain and he looked more like Eli.

The rain was still pouring down on both of you, but you had gotten used to it. Still in his arms, you were no longer shivering from the cold.

You lifted a hand up to place on his cheek, and you admire the kind blue eyes you’ve missed looking into.

You pushed your previous anger away and pressed your lips against his, revelling in the feeling of reuniting with your lover. You missed him so much. You got butterflies as you two moved together perfectly and he smiled against your lips.

“I never stopped loving you too, Eli.”

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jobrookekarev · 3 years

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Wildest Dreams

T.S. x Jolex Week 2021 hosted by @thejolexgroupchat

Chapter One of One

Words: 6900

Summary: Jo wasn’t sure how she found herself standing on the balcony in Alex's hotel room, staring at the sunset, at Maggie's wedding, looking down at her daughter in Meredith’s arms. As she turns around to face the man who left her a year ago and if she only saw him again in her wildest dreams at least, she'll have one last night with him.

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy.

Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson.

Characters: Alex Karev, Jo Wilson, Meredith Grey, Luna Ashton, Luna Wilson.

Rating: Mature Audiences.

Additional Tags: Fluff, Hotel Sax, Wedding Sex, Hand Jobs, Fingering, Sex, Dreams, Reconciliation, Affairs, Cheating, Soft Sex.

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AN: I do not own any of Taylor Swift’s music.

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Jo was dancing with her daughter when she saw him. In the middle of the wonderful fairy tale wedding that Maggie had, Jo tried to keep a smile on her face as she spoke to the happy couple with Luna in her arms. Yet, she couldn't help but remember her own wedding. The way that Zola threw flowers at her wedding or the way the light sparkled off the water of the sound at her wedding, or when Alex said his vows to hers at her wedding. Then she saw him.

Alex was sitting next to Meredith, and he looked good in his dark suit with his blue checkered tie. If she didn't know better, she would have thought that it was the same one he had worn at their wedding, but that one was buried in a box in the back of her closet along with her wedding dress.

He caught her staring because, of course, he did. He had always been able to feel her eyes on him. She looked over at him and froze. He just stared at her with his lips parted as he just stared at her. He didn't look happy or sad to see her, he just stared at her.

Jo took in a quick breath as she turned away and focused on Luna. Her perfect little girl who looked so beautiful in her dress. It was their first real event together, and the first time Jo put Lina in a fancy dress, and from the second she did, she was determined to savor the moment because of how adorable Luna was.

She avoided Alex for the rest of the ceremony and the reception. However, she was watching Scout anyway, so Link could propose. Although she had already warned him that it would be disastrous, she thought that maybe Amelia would say yes, and she hoped she did.

Yet, Jo couldn’t stop staring at him. She looked up to where Alex was standing across the tent at the bar, his head was a downcast, and his hands were in his pocket as he glanced up at her. Meredith came over and blocked her view of him as she sat next to her. She talked to Scout and cooed at Luna, talking about how cute she looked in her dress as they made small talk for a moment.

Jo glanced back at Alex and Meredith caught her staring. “I could take Luna and Scout for a little while if you want to talk to him?”

Jo knew that she shouldn't, she just got Luna home, and she felt like any new mom in that she was reluctant to let go of her baby. She’d so little time with Luna so far, but somehow she found herself kissing Luna’s head and passing her over to Meredith, letting her sticky fingers slip out of Jo's hand. Scout waved to her as she got up, and she smiled as she waved goodbye to them too.

She took a deep breath as she walked over to him and their eyes locked. As she crossed the party, the crowd parted for her as if by divine intervention until she was standing in front of him. For the first time in over a year, he was close enough to touch. He looked so much the same and yet so different. He had more gray hairs, and his wrinkles were deeper, but he had those same brown eyes that she loved, and he was her Alex, hers, but not anymore.

She had a million things to say to him, questions she wanted answered, anger she needed to express, heartbreak and tears, but somehow she let him speak first.

“Let's get out of here?” Alex said as he held out his hand for her to take.

She acknowledged him with a single nod as she took his hand and let him whisk her away. Jo thought that heaven couldn’t help her now and that this couldn’t last forever, but in this moment, as they walked into the hotel, it was just them. This was going to ruin her, she knew it, but she would still let it happen. Because if that was all she got of him for the rest of her life, she would take it.

He said, "Let's get out of this town, drive out of the city, away from the crowds." I thought heaven can’t help me now. Nothing lasts forever, but this is gonna take me down.

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They went up to his room and Jo let go of his hand as she went over the balcony. She opened up the door and put her hands on the railing as she stared down at the wedding party. She could handle music from all the way up there, and she caught sight of Meredith with Luna as they swayed and danced to the music. Her sweet little girl smiled as she waved her arms in excitement as they danced.

She turned back to Alex. He looked so handsome in his suit, standing so tall before her despite how he seemed to shrink in her presence. He stood there, his hands in his pockets and his head tilted down. As she stared at him, it was then that her body took over her desire. She longed for him, for his touch, his kiss, his hands on her body. She could see how this would end before they even started, but she knew that this was what she wanted.

Jo came back to the moment as she just looked at him. She wanted to ask all of the questions that had been on her tongue from the moment he left. Why did he leave? Why was he back? Why did he tell her in a letter? Why did he lie to her? Why did he betray her? Why did he leave her? Why did he leave without her?

But she decided that she didn't care about his excuses for the reasons why he left. She didn't think that there was anything more that he could say to her, that he didn't already say in the letter. However, there was one question that she wanted answered.

So she asked. “Was it worth it? Why was leaving me to be a father to your kids in Kansas worth it?”

She could see the pain across his face as he looked down at his hand. He twisted his fingers over the empty space where his wedding ring used to rest on his finger. The weight of the metal was gone from his hands, but he clearly missed it. Jo looked at him, and she knew that he regretted it. As the tears swelled up in both of their eyes and she could tell that he wasn’t as happy as she was. Ever since she decided to be Luna's mom, she understood more so than before why Alex left, but she also understood that he didn't have to leave.

He looked up at her again, her body cast in the shadow as the sunlight streamed in behind her, yet he still looked up at her, clear as day. “Leaving you with the worst mistake of my life. I've been miserable ever since, and every second of the day, I miss you.”

As she looked at him as the word slipped out of her. “I miss you too.”

The music from the party changed to something soft and bittersweet. Jo turned and looked back at the party. Standing there, in the hotel room, he was close enough for her to touch, yet they were so far apart.

“I should get going,” Alex said, standing up and shuffling as he put his hand in his pockets again. “I just came for Maggie's wedding to see her, and Meredith, and the kids, and stuff, and my flight leaves early tomorrow. I'm just here for the night.”

“We just have tonight?”

“Yep, just tonight.”

Jo bit her lips as she considered doing something she knew she shouldn't do, but she wanted him again, if only for the night.

Jo looked down at the wedding again and spotted Luna in the crowd with Meredith. She could hear his footsteps come up behind her. She felt him press up against her back and felt his breath, hot in her ear.

“You look like a dream,” Alex whispered, his lips brushing up against her ear.

“I want you to remember me like this, here in this moment, just the two of us together,” Jo said as she looked out at the sun setting on the water.

“I will, Jo. I’ll always remember you like this. Standing here in this dress, your red lipstick, and your rosy cheeks, you've never looked more beautiful, even in my wildest dreams.”

“Do you still dream of me?” Jo asked, thinking of all of the dreams she had of him. The most recurring one was of him knocking on her door and walking back into her life again.

“I only dream of you,” Alex said as he put his hand around her waist and pulled her into him.

My one condition is, say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you'll see me again, even if it's just in your Wildest Dreams.

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She could feel him up against her, so familiar and yet so foreign because it was something he had done a million times, but not in the past year. She loved his hands on her waist, his chest against her back, and his head on her shoulder, but she wanted more of him.

She turned around and looked into his brown eyes, forgetting for a moment that this was a bad idea. It wouldn't change anything, but if she could have him, then that could be enough. It was her last request in this world just to have him again, if only for tonight. Her eyes trail down to his lips as her fingers trail up his white pressed shirt. Somehow it was still wrinkled, just like all of his white shirts always were. Her fingers went to his tie as she pulled at it, pulling them closer. She didn't kiss him just yet, as her hand went up to his shoulder, and she pushed his jacket off.

He caught on pretty quickly as his hand went up to her waist to the edge of her strapless gown. His fingers found the zipper at the side of her dress before his eyes caught hers.

“Jo?” Alex asked, his voice soft and sweet, and her name was familiar on his tongue, but the question lingered on his lips still unasked.

“I want you,” Jo said, making her intentions clear as her fingers went to the buttons on his dress shirt, delicately undoing each one.

“I'm with Izzie. We’re married,” Alex said, looking down and away from her.

“I don't fucken care,” Jo said, and she didn't. The knowledge that they were married hurt, but not as bad as her letter had, besides Alex was here alone with no ring on his finger, his hands were on her skin, and she could tell that he wanted her. “No one has to know what we do tonight.”

Jo never thought of herself as one to have an affair, to cheat with a married man, but here she was, and she doesn't care. Alex and Izzie cheated on her, before he even served her with divorce papers, before she knew anything was amiss, he was in her bed. Jo didn't care that she was stealing him back.

She finally kissed him. They melted together, and his lips felt so familiar. His lips felt so familiar, and they fit perfectly against hers. She tore off his shirt and moved to push him back to the bed, but Alex paused. His fingers dug at the zipper of her dress as he pulled it down. Jo didn't bother to hold it against her body. Instead, she just let the dress fall into a pile on the floor as she stepped out of it.

She stood there, half-naked before him, in only her heels and white cotton panties. Her panties had a small hole in the front of them because she was too busy getting Luna ready this morning to bother with anything fancy. Yet, Alex still looked at her like she took his breath away. He inhaled and took a step back, his hands leaving her waist. The back of his knees found the bed, and he fell back to sit on the bed. Alex just stared at her, giving her a look of red hot lust that felt hotter than the sun on her back that streamed in through the open balcony doors.

Jo couldn't help but smirk as she knew she looked like a vision standing before him. She carefully made her way over to him, taking her time as she enjoyed the look on his face. His hands reached out to hold her waist again, and his thumb hooks into the hem of her panties like he always did before he dragged them down her thighs.

His thick and nimble fingers trailed up her thighs again and brushed over the lips of her vulva between her legs as he teases her with his fingers. Jo spread her legs apart, and his fingers went in between her folds, feeling how dripping wet she was. The moment he touched her clit, she moaned for him. With his fingers on her clit, she couldn’t help but cry out because no one touched her like Alex did.

He seemed content to relearn her body as his fingers trailed over her labia and moved in circles around the entrance to her vagina. Before he moved up and circled around her clit. Her hips moved with his fingers, and she hated that she was this desperate for his touch. She thought she should make him work for her body, but she just wanted him so badly.

Alex's fingers continued to tease her folds, never truly entering her or focusing on her clit as Jo let out a moan. He moved forward to kiss her belly, his lips gently nipped at her skin, and his eyes glanced up at her. It was so automatic, the way that her hands went and tangled in his hair. His spare hand held onto her waist and he pulled her down to sit in his lap. Once they were face to face and he pulled her in for a kiss as Jo's hips rocked against his fingers.

He still teased her folds, and his fingers brushed over her skin, collecting her wetness and teasing her clit and just dipping into her. Jo let out a frustrated groan and rubbed against his fingers. It wasn’t fair that he got to tease her. Finally, she reached between them and grabbed his wrist as she forced him where she wanted him. Alex smirked and let out a chuckle before he picked her up as her eyes flew open.

She expected him to be a little rough with her in the way they sometimes were when they were teasing each other, but instead, he gently held her and made sure she was secure before he turned around and laid her down on the bed. Alex moved back to stand before her at the end of the bed as Jo laid there and stared up at him. Now she was the one who stared at him as he was a vision before her as the sun glittered around his shadow. He made quick work of getting out of his suit. When he finally pulled down his boxers, Jo’s lips parted for a second as she stared at him.

Alex's body had always been something she had lusted over, but his body had changed in the past couple of years. To be fair, so had her body. They both held a little more weight, and he carried his in his abdomen, but she didn't care about his beer belly. She still looked as strong and as handsome as the day that she first met him. She could see the hair on his chest, and she wanted to tango her fingers in it. The muscles in his arms that he had so he could let the kids he worked with hang off his arms, and at night he held her safe in his arms. His long leg lifted her up and carried her to bed when she fell asleep on the car ride home. But most of all, she loved his handsome face, the little wrinkle around his cheeks, his eyes that lit up just for her, and his lips that did wonderful nasty things to her.

Then there's his cock, long and thick like his fingers and oh god, did she remember taking him for the first time and how full she felt. She remembered the way his hips danced against her, causing her to cry out and enter a world of pure pleasure she didn't know was possible. The day she finally let him take her to bed, she understood why all the women of the hospital were obsessed with him because his talents were unmatched. Back then, he was hers and hers alone. He had been hers ever since that day, and she wanted to claim him once again.

Jo sat up and reached out to him, putting a hand on his hips as she pulled him forward, and he stepped up to her. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and could tell the way his breath quickened as his heartbeat. She smiled, knowing that she could still get that reaction out of him again before she looked down at her target. His cock stood at attention, pointing out at her, and Jo reached out to grab his hips and hold him steady. As she reached out, Jo leaned forward to take his cock in her hands. She wrapped her fingers around him, giving him a little tug before she continued to trail her fingers around him.

Alex instantly melted like putty in her hands as he closed his eyes and let out a moan. She teased him, just like he teased her, with short strokes up and down his cock, pausing just a moment to run her thumb over his head before she moved her hand back down, never fully taking him. Then her hands became more determined and she wrapped her hand around him and pumped him into her hands. His hand moved to her, held her head, and tangled in her hair as he pulled her forward, so the head of his cock brushed against her breasts. She loved the way that he reacted to her, so needy and desperate as he became a morning mess. Jo smiled as she continued to tease him more. She held the head of his cock against her breast and rubbed his precum over her nipples as he groaned.

As much as she knew he enjoyed this handjob, she wanted him inside of her. She wanted him to make love to her like they were still married, like he was still hers, she wanted to claim his body, his mind, his soul as hers. Alex caught on to her train of thought, always so in sync with her body, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of her. Jo laid down on the bed and instantly pulled her knees open and spread her legs wide as he crawled in between her.

He hesitated for a moment as he looked down and her spread open before him. His eyes meet her for a moment as they get lost just for a second. Jo reached up and brushed her fingers along his cheek before tangling in the hairs at the back of his neck as she pulled him down into a kiss. Alex relaxed then kissed her like he used to before putting his hand on her body to hold her close as his other hand held his cock at her opening. Finally, he pushed into her, it was slow and sweet, and the second he was fully inside of her, Jo squeezed her walls around him, holding him in.

They both took a moment to appreciate the feeling of being one again. Alex pulled back his lips, leaving hers as his eyes fluttered open, and he stared at her. Jo gazed into his Honey brown eyes, her lips partying. Here he was, with his cock inside of her again, his body on top of her, and his eyes staring into hers. Alex held himself up with one arm as he wrapped one arm around her, pulling her into his body as she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him as close to her as possible. She wanted to hold him in her arms forever.

After a moment, he pulled out of her, all the way until the head of his cock was teasing her clit again. She didn't want to beg or cry out for him, but if he didn't start moving soon, she was going to roll over and take him for herself. Finally, he gave her a slow and long thrust as he moved in and out of her. His stamina seemed to be wearing thin as he picked up speed like he always did when he made love to her. As he pulled back and looked at her, she could tell that he wanted to fuck her as badly as she wanted him to.

Alex looked down at her with that stupid look before he started pounding into her. Jo threw her head back and let out a whine. She could hear how his lips clicked as he smirked. Not to be outdone, she moved her hips up to meet him as they slammed into each other. His smirk disappeared as he got lost in the pleasure just as much as she did as he finally fucked her. They both got lost in the pleasure as Alex had always been a man of many talents and his sexual abilities always left her breathless. He went fast and hard, and she was crying out around him as she chased her high. Alex kept moving faster and going harder, he didn’t slow down, and he didn’t let up as he fucked her harder. He had fucked her like this before, on days when they had fun. She used to tease him, and he would slam into her until she saw stars and came around him. Hard and fast and fun. Though this wasn't what she wanted, she wanted to hold him and have him lay with her like he used to. She wanted the intimacy of holding him in her arms and kissing him as she made him hers again. She didn't want him to just fuck her, she wanted him to make love to her.

“Slow down,” Jo breathed out as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked into his eyes as he stared at her again. “Make love to me, make love to me like we're still married, like you’re still mine, and I'm still yours. Love me, Alex, just for tonight.”

He did as she asked, slowing down to a pleasurable pace for both of them. She held his head and tangled her hands in his hair as he leaned down and kissed her like he used to do.

“I do love you, Jo,” Alex said as he leaned down and kissed her before he trailed his lips across her cheek and down her neck. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

Each kiss was said with soft lips on her skin as his love filled her up again. His kisses were so familiar and his lips had been on hers a thousand times. Jo would never get used to the feeling of getting lost in him as he kissed his way down her neck, soft and gentle, claiming her in a way she only let him do. She looked at him again. Alex's head was on her chest as he kissed over her heart. He still moved inside her, but it was more of a roll of his hips. Jo trailed her hand down his back and across the familiar plane of his back. She moved her hand over his chest moving up and pushing him back just a little so she could stare at him. Those familiar blissed out honey golden eyes greeted her with his lips parted as his hips moved, and she let out a moan. Looking into his eyes again, she knew he was his, and she knew that he loved her.

She wasn’t surprised that they both didn’t last very long. They never did when they made love to each other like this. His body was as familiar to her as her own, and she could tell that he was close by the way his hips become a little less intent and more erotic and the way he closed his eyes. His breath was high as it caught in his throat. She moved her hips up to meet him, and he reached between their bodies as his fingers fumbled with her clit for a second before two fingers dance circles around the swollen bud in a familiar way. It was exactly how she liked it as she took in a breath that caught in her throat.

They were both so close, and she squeezed her legs against his hips and rolled her hips against his fingers for an extra bit of friction. Jo was never one to be quiet, and her moans turned into high-pitched whines as she cried out his name. They were both so lost in their own pleasure, but not enough to forget the other person as he opened his eyes and stared at her. This time instead of a smark, he smiled just a little bit. It was a happy and love filled smile. She couldn't help but smile back at him as he leaned down and kissed her just as he pushed her over the edge, and she came with a cry against his lips.

She nearly screamed and cried out as she came. Her toes curled, and she withered underneath him, her back arched as she pushed her chest against him as the pleasure overtook her body. She let out a cry of his name as his lips danced all over her cheek, and he whispers her name against her skin. She was overcome with pleasure and clawed at his back as her pussy fluttered around his cock. Alex pulled his arm around her shoulder and let her bury her face in his shoulder like he knew she liked to do after she came. He sat up and pulled her body into his as she came. He still thrust inside of her, and she tried to remember to bouch in his lap as she wanted him to come to.

She knew the moment he came as his hips picked up speed just for a few minutes before he buried himself instead of her as his thighs shook. He cried out her name in her ear and wrapped her arms around him, and held him close. His hips became erratic as he came before he buried himself inside of her and held her as close as he could, resting his forehead on her shoulder. They both became too heavy, and Jo fell back against the bed, pulling Alex with her. As they came down from there high, her legs fell apart, one stretching out onto the bed, and he rested his hand on her chest.

Jo took in a breath, slowly letting it out as she opened her and was greeted with the sight of the dark curls of his hair. She reached up and ran her fingers through her hair, twirling astray and as she massaged his scalp. He pulled back from where he had buried his face in her breasts. His eyes were soft as he smiled, and she smiled too, happy and in love with him. He kissed her again before he rolled them over, so she was the one on top. His cock never left her cunt, and she could still feel him twitch as he still filled her up with his cum.

Jo laid her head on his chest, and he ran his fingers through her hair, pulling it out and away from her back as he ran his hand up and down her spine. They just laid there together, and he let out a breath as she looked up to see his eyes were closed. His short eyelashes fluttered against his cheek. She missed this too. Both of them in the afterglow completely wrapped around each other. His cock was still buried inside of her, and his arms around her waist as he held her close. She felt so wanted and loved in moments like this, but more so because of the man who held her.

Alex was the one man who truly loved her. In his arms, she took safety and he protected her against the harsh world. She closed her eyes, wishing she could fall asleep in his arms just one last time. From a moment she did, from the moment they relaxed around each other. She played with his chest hair massaging her fingers into his chest and giving it gentle tugs. His fingers running up and down her spine up and down, up and down, and his lips found the top of her head as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

She remembered the days when he pulled her back into bed as her alarm went off, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her back into his embrace. She remembered how she melted against him, never wanting to leave his warm embrace where she was safe and loved. She would give anything to go back to that, but as she opened her eyes, she realized that she truly wouldn't want to go back in time. Doing so would mean giving up the best part of her life, her daughter, Luna, and Jo could never give her up.

What she truly wanted was to have both of them. Alex and Luna. Maybe if he had chosen to stay with her, maybe if this wasn’t just an affair, she could have them both. For a moment, Jo closed her eyes. She let out a sigh as she let herself be comforted by his arms around her. She imagined the life where Alex had never left her, where they had adopted Luna together. Instead of having an affair, they had sat together at Maggie's wedding and danced together at the reception, and Meredith had offered to take Luna for the night to give them a night alone. The two of them had gone up to their hotel room together and made love to each other because they were in love, maybe because they were trying for another baby so that Luna could have a sibling. Maybe she would already be pregnant, as they had planned to have a baby once he got back. But he never came back, and this wasn't her hotel room, Luna wasn't his daughter, and Jo wasn't his wife.

A few minutes Jo would get up and collect her things. Alex would help her zip up the side of her dress, and she would redo his tie, so it was perfectly straight. They would go back to the party, and his hand would leave her waist. Jo would find Meredith and hold her daughter close and dance with her instead. Their eyes would still meet across the party, but then they would look away because every good thing ends. But for now, she listened to Alex's heartbeat under her ear, and she felt his breath on the top of her head as his lips kissed her again and his fingers trail down her spine. She pressed herself against him and ran her hands across his chest, just a little longer. She kissed him again because she could. For now, in this moment, Alex was hers, and if all she ever had was this. If all she had was him in this bed tonight, then she was going to savor it because soon all she would have was him in her wildest dreams. She always saw him again in her dreams.

I said, "No one has to know what we do." His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room. And his voice is a familiar sound, nothing lasts forever, but this is getting good now. He's so tall and handsome as hell. He's so bad, but he does it so well. And when we've had our very last kiss. My last request is, say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks say you'll see me again, even if it's just in your Wildest Dreams.

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Alex settled into the window seat of the airplane on his way back to Kansas. He glanced out the window to get one last look at Seattle, but all he could think about was the vision of Jo tangled up in sheets in the bed next to him. He remembered it so vividly and he clung to those memories. The feel of the soft cotton sheets around them. The soft feel of her body, still sticky with sweat, as he ran his fingers over every inch of her. The feel of her hair through his fingers, long and beautiful and as dark as he remembered. Her eyes, the way her brown eyes sparkled with happiness. Her smile, the one she gave him, was so genuine and soft as if none of the hurt and pain exited between them.

However, most of all, he remembered her standing at the balcony. Her dark silhouette against the setting sun in her beautiful dress. He remembered the way her cheeks flushed to match her red lipstick. She was a vision of beauty that he always knew her to be. He always said that if he had one last night with her, he would take the time and worship her, and he did.

The flight attendants made the announcement over the speakers, and he checked his seat belt before they took off and left Seattle. Back to Kansas and his wonderful kids, but the boring life that he had when they weren't around, but this was the life that he chose, he chose to burn it all down with Jo. To be left with only fond memories that followed him around like ghosts.

He would hold onto the memories the sound of her laughter, the feel of her in his arms, the sight of her naked body standing before him, the way her smile lit up his whole world, she made him the happiest he had ever been, and now that she was gone all the sunshine that she brought to his love had ended too. Of course, he loved his kids, and they brought a light into his life, but they weren’t his other half, Jo was.

Alex sighed as he accepted his fate. This was the life he had chosen. He reached into his bag and pulled out his wedding ring from the pocket where he had stored it on the flight out to Seattle. He didn't want anybody to know that he and Izzie got remarried. He was still so deeply ashamed of what he had done by leaving Jo, and he didn't want to hurt her further by shoving the ring in her face. No one, not even Meredith, knew they were married again, and he figured he would keep it that way for a little while longer.

Izzy had only gotten married a few months before, in a civil ceremony. He did it to prove that he was all in with her and the kids, but also for practicality’s sake. It was easier legally for him to be with the kids, although he was on their birth certificates, he hadn't been in their lives until now. It was easier for the courts to see that he intended to be in their lives now and forever if he made that commitment to their mother. Their marriage was one of convenience and duty, but they tried to love each other. Izzie tried more than he did, but he did it so that his kids could have a happy family.

He settled the ring on his finger. The band was engraved with Izzie, Alexis, and Eli's names as they were his family now. The golden band was heavier than the light silver ring that Jo had given him when they got married. Alex missed how easy it was to be married to Jo when every day it was a heavy responsibility to be married to Izzie. Yet, it was a responsibility he took on when he left to be with his kids. Alex took one last look out the window and watched Seattle get smaller and smaller underneath him before the city disappeared in the clouds.

You'll see me in hindsight tangled up with you all night, burnin' it down. Someday when you leave me, I bet these memories follow you around.

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Jo sat on the floor of the bathroom as Luna crawled around her, grabbing the bathtub toys she had pulled out and scattered around the floor. Jo was envious of her childlike innocence and ignorance, she was completely oblivious to the turmoil her mother was going through, but that was the way it should be.

Jo thought about the night she spent with Alex at Maggie's wedding. She remembered the way the sheets tangled around his body like they always did when they had sex in the sheets. She remembered that way her fingers trailed over his body, so familiar and comforting to her as she remembered him and relearned his body.

She remembered the way he slept so peacefully as she slipped out of bed. She hated to leave him like that, slipping out of his arms as he slept next to her. She hated that she couldn't get to sleep next to him for one last night, but she couldn't leave her daughter. Despite how Meredith texted and assured her that she could take Luna for the night and that she would be fine, Jo couldn't bear to spend the night without her.

She remembered the way she leaned down to kiss him one last time, and he woke up and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back in. He was trying to keep her, but he was the one who left, and she wasn't his to keep. She remembered that last goodbye as she slipped out of the room, sparing him one last glance as he sat up in the bed and stared at her. Unlike the pain and sadness that had been between them for so long, she smiled as she left, and so did he as he watched her go. For both of them, it was a cherished memory.

Even though she knew the memories of Alex followed her around. His voice in her head, as she made a bottle for Luna just the way he taught her how to do it on the Ped’s floor. His old Iowa Hawkeye t-shirt that was her favorite comfy outfit, although his scent had long since faded from the fabric. The couch that was theirs, that still held all the memories of him and the nights they spent on the couch.

The memory that haunted her was the smile that he gave her as she closed the door to his hotel room. It lingered in her mind, accompanied by his voice as he had jokingly asked if he would see her again? She said that he would see her in his wildest dreams. Jo always saw Alex in her dreams, but now she knew she would see him again.

She knew that before she started throwing up in the morning, she knew that before she missed her period. She knew that before the timer on her phone went off and before the pregnancy test turned positive. She knew she would see Alex again, and now that she was carrying his baby, she would have to see him again.

Despite everything, she couldn't help but smile because this baby was someone of their wildest dreams. Alex had always wanted a baby with her, and before he left, she had wanted a baby with him. It had been something they dreamed of together, and now, despite everything, somehow, it had become a reality. She was pregnant with Alex's baby.

Jo reached out to Luna as she stood up against the edge of the tub and made little raspberry noises as she played with her ducky. She picked her up and smiled as she squealed in delight and set her on her lap, leaning in to kiss her and blow raspberries against her cheek as Luna's wonderful laughter filled the room.

“Hey Luna, do you want to be a big sister?” Jo asked, looking into the blue eyes of her little girl.

“Sissy,” Luna babbled, Jo wasn't sure what kind of response she expected from her one-year-old, but Luna looked up at her and giggled, reaching out to place our hand on Jo’s cheeks.

“That's right, you're going to be a sister,” Jo said as Luna's blue eyes met her own. “There's a baby in Mama's belly. What do you think about that?”

“Baba,” Luna bobbled using the words she used for her little baby doll.

“Yeah, a baby,” Jo said with a nod as she smiled. “You are going to be a good big sister, aren't you, my Little Moon? Let's just hope that your baby’s other siblings are good to them too.”

Jo put her arm around Luna and held her close as she put another hand over her belly, she wasn't showing yet, but she was pregnant. Despite how she had no idea how they were going to work it out, she knew they would because of the love they still held for each other. She always knew that she would see Alex again, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that it would lead to this.

You'll see me in hindsight, tangled up with you all night, burnin' it down. Someday when you leave me, I bet these memories follow you around. Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you'll see me again, even if it's just in your wildest dreams.

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AN: Surprise! I couldn't resist adding a baby.

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snitches-at-dawn · 3 years

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leave me|| d.m.

requested

this is based off of ‘sims’ by lauv bc it’s loosely based on how nat and her girlfriend met.

draco x reader

written from draco’s pov

warning- strong language

draco saw her across the room for the first time at blaise’s hallowe’en party. she was wearing a simple black dress with black heels. nothing special- half the girls at the party were dressed in black dresses and black heels but she... she was radiant.

“blaise,” draco said, jabbing an extremely intoxicated blaise’s shoulder, “blaise!”

he turned around with slightly unfocused eyes, “draco!” he exclaimed once he had identified him, “you alright, mate?”

“fucking brilliant. listen- who’s that girl?” he pointed to you.

“oh that’s (y/n), she was in gryffindor a couple years below us i think.” he looked at draco, “are you into her?” draco didn’t answer but instead took a sip of his drink. “well let’s go say hi then!” blaise grabbed draco’s arm and dragged him towards her.

“(y/n)! you look gorgeous today,” blaise exclaimed. you turned around, whipping your hair over your shoulder and grinned at him, “and you’re drunk, blaise.” you laughed.

“listen, (y/n), i have to go, but this is draco- can you just keep him company till i get back?” draco took a moment to notice how smooth blaise was when he was fucked out of his mind. “sure,” you smiled, “hi, draco.”

“hi.”

“i wish that you and i lived in the sims we could build a house and plant some flowers and have kids but we're both at some trashy halloween party downtown and i'll probably never see you again”

“so where do you work?” draco asked as they escaped from the crowded dancefloor to the balcony where they had room to take a breath. you gulped some of your drink, “i’m a heath-potions researcher. basically i try to make new potions to help healers. i’m shifting to the states in a few weeks actually.”

draco raised his eyebrows in surprise, “that’s incredible.”

you laughed a high, clear laugh which rang in his ears, “so what do you do mr. bond? that is your costume, right?”

“it is,” draco looked at his shoes and raked his hand through his hair, “my job isn’t half as interesting as yours though- i just run my family business.”

“i don’t think that’s boring. i think it takes a whole load of guts and brains to run a family business.”

draco’s heart skipped a beat. in the half hour the two of you had spent talking, he could already see a future with you. he could see kids running around you as the both of you planted some flowers in your garden as the dog chased them around.

but you were shifting.

“yeah, ooh, goddamn i wish we would've met on another night, baby in another life,”

all draco could think through the night was how different it might have been if you had met the previous year. maybe he’d have asked you out.

maybe he’d have got that future he could see.

as you danced, laughed and drank with him he got more and more infatuated with you. he had never felt so strongly for someone he had just met this soon. he hated that he’d never see you again.

“i wish that we met walkin' round the moma. yeah, i'd say nice to meet you, 'stead of saying nice to know you, i'd try to impress you with some bullshit 'bout monet

...

and i wouldn't have let you slip away”

he thought of what would happen if you had run into each other at the museum for the commemoration for the second wizarding war.

he’d offer to buy you another coffee after bumping into you causing yours to spill on the floor. you’d smile and take him up on his offer.

the both of you would chat at the café for hours and then walk around the exhibitions where he’d astonish you with his understanding of lina’s work. where you’d be as awe-struck by him as he was by you.

where you’d see the same future as he did.

where he wouldn’t let you go the way he had to let you go now.

“i wouldn't have let you, i wouldn't have let you leave me”

you tottered in your heels as draco- quite inebriated himself steadied you and walked you out of the house.

“let me side-along with you- you can’t apparate alone like this, (y/n),” draco said to you.

you laughed, “okay, draco,” singing the last letter of his name and linked your fingers through his.

“hmm. definitely easier with you here,” you said once you had cracked back into existence in an unfamiliar neighbourhood which draco presumed was yours.

he didn’t let go of your hand as the both of you walked to your house continuing your conversation from the party. draco suspected you had apparated a bit away on purpose. of course it could have also been that you were drunk and just overshot by a bit.

when you reached your house gate, you turned to him and put your free hand on your tiny kissing gate- maybe you had dogs- and pushed it open. before you let could say goodbye and let go of his hand, draco pulled you in for a kiss.

short and fleeting.

a fitting metaphor for how the universe had aligned for him to meet you.

and as you smiled and turned to go inside, letting your hand slide out of his, all draco was think about was how if this was any other situation- he wouldn’t have let you go.

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seven-homosexual-dinosaurs · 3 years

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Baby Bo

Chapter 4: Anna

Jane Lina Introduction

Anna was, if she was being completely honest, just a little panicked. And maybe, just maybe, a little screwed.

It was fine. She was fine.

Kat was going to the library with Cathy. Jane and Catalina were out getting groceries.

Leaving Anna alone to take care of her shrunken friend.

To be frank, she had to admit she’d somewhat brought the situation upon herself. Jane and Catalina had both offered to take Anne with them, but something told Anna shopping with an excitable five year old wouldn’t be very easy; and as such, she’d promised the queens to take care of Anne until their return. After making Anna promise to call them should anything go wrong and an uneasy look in Anne’s direction, the two took off. Anna probably would’ve been mildly offended by their lack of faith in her if she didn’t feel the same.

Currently, she was trying to make something edible for lunch.

“So, what do you wanna have for lunch?” she called over her shoulder. Anne furrowed her brows in thought, tapping her finger on the table. Suddenly, she shot up in her chair.

“Grilled cheese!” she yelled, before pausing, “Please,”

Anna chuckled, opening the fridge to grab some ingredients.

“Grilled cheese it is,”

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A couple minutes later, Anne and Anna found themselves indulging in their slightly charred sandwiches. Not that Anne seemed to mind, Anna remarked, smiling slightly as Anne hummed a quiet tune under her breath. Shoving the last bit of toast into her mouth, she shot Anna a toothy smile.

“Fanks!” she cheered, “It was good!”

“No problem,” Anna smiled. Looking around at the mess in the kitchen, she suppressed a sigh. Well this would be fun to clean up.

Suddenly, an idea struck her.

“Hey Bo, I think it’s nap time,” she announced. Anne pouted, crossing her arms.

“But I’m not tired!” She whined. Anna paused, reevaluating her plan. She couldn’t clean the kitchen while keeping an eye on Anne. Anne wouldn’t sleep if she wasn’t tired. So, she just had to get Anne tired, right?

Easier said than done.

“So, what do you want to do then?” She asked. Anne pondered for a moment, playing with a strand of hair absentmindedly. Sitting up, she looked to Anna shyly.

“Can we play?” She whispered quietly, eyes wide and serious. Anna smiled at her childish expression warmly, although she supposed it made sense for a child.

“I don’t see why not,” she grinned. Anne matched her smile with a toothy grin of her own, pulling Anna towards her room.

“C’mon! Let’s go!” She cheered, pulling a laughing Anna along enthusiastically.

“Okay, okay,”

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“So, what’s the plan?” Anna whispered, hiding behind a stack of pillows with Anne. Across the room, a juice box lay on a pillow, surrounded by stuffed animals.

“We hafta get the magic potion,” Anne whispered urgently, pointing a little finger for emphasis, “but we can’t get caught, or we’ll be in trouble,”

Anna nodded seriously. Analyzing the room, she turned to Anne.

“Alright, I’ve got a plan,” Anna whispered.

“If we can sneak around to the back, we can sneak up behind the guards and grab the potion,”

Anne contemplated the plan momentarily before turning to Anna and nodding, a grim expression on her face.

Crawling across the room on their stomachs, they positioned themselves behind the bed, eyes creeping over the mattress.

Grabbing Anne’s shoulders seriously, Anne spoke quietly.

“Alright Bo, here’s how it’s gonna work. I’ll sneak over there and grab the potion. Keep an eye out for me, yell if you think I’m in trouble,”

Anne nodded seriously, turning and fixing her gaze on the stuffed animals guarding the juice box.

Creeping up on the juice box, Anna risked a glance at her friend behind her. Anne shot her a grin and a thumbs up before pointing to the box once more.

Just as she reached a hand out to grab the box, she felt a soft “thump” against her back. Turning to Anne, she gasped as Anne reared back with another pillow.

“I won’t betray Wolfie and the others!” She yelled, throwing another pillow at Anna’s head. Falling to the ground, Anna clutched her heart dramatically.

“Betrayed by my own friend! How could you?!”

Anne threw another pillow, jumping up and grabbing the juice box. Groaning, Anna let her head fall to the floor with a thump. Peeking her eyes open, she watched in anticipation as Anne creeped towards her cautiously. Just as Anne reached a little hand towards her, she shot up with a yell, tackling Anne playfully.

“Nooo!” Anne yelled, flailing her arms as Anna picked her up. She struggled as Anna walked out of the room, holding Anne under her arm like a football.

“You’ll pay for this offence,” Anna drawled evilly, ending with a bout of maniacal laughter.

“Nooo!” Anne whined once more, pausing with a yawn. Suddenly Anna was struck with inspiration. With that in mind, Anna set off towards the living room.

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“We’re home!” Jane called, shrugging her coat off at the door, “How’d it go?”

Anna flipped a page of her book.

“Good, it was good,”

Catalina walked in, looking around.

“Where’s Anne?” She asked curiously, looking around the room.

“Traitor jail”

Catalina paused. “.....What?”

Anna didn’t look up, simply pointing a finger to the corner of the room.

“Traitor jail,”

Slowly, she creeped towards where Anna’s finger pointed, followed by a hesitant Jane. Spotting Anne, she stifled a snort.

Hidden beneath the laundry basket lay Anne, fast asleep. She was curled up in a ball, thumb in her mouth and a red blanket draped over her shoulders carefully. Tapped to the basket was a lined sheet of paper labeled “Traitor jail” in red marker

Hiding a laugh, Jane turned to Anna.

“What is this?” She asked incredulously, shoulders shaking with barely contained laughter.

“Traitor jail,” she answered simply. Hearing the commotion, Anne sat up drowsily.

“Hi Janey. Hi Lina,” she yawned, rubbing her eyes tiredly, “Anna put me in jail,”

“And why would that be?” Catalina questioned, lifting the basket to free Anne. The latter creeped out of the aforementioned “jail” into Catalina’s lap, sending Jane a sleepy wave.

“I betrayed her ‘cause I threwed a pillow at her,” she smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry,” she added as an afterthought.

“You’re not forgiven,”

“Anna!” Jane scolded. Anna rolled her eyes, ruffling Anne’s hair affectionately.

“Just kidding, of course you’re forgiven,”

Crawling out of Catalina’s lap, Anne walked up to Anna and gave her a quick hug, which Anna returned immediately, scooping her up into her lap. Jane sent Catalina a quick smile, leaning in to whisper in her ear.

“Looks like are girls did fine without us,”

Catalina smiled at Anna, who was now braiding Anne’s hair patiently as Anne excitedly recounted some cartoon she’d watched with Kat.

“It looks like they did,”

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totaldramafan-lauri · 3 years

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Friday Night Funkin’: Mid-Fight Masses VS. Lina outline

So.....I said I wouldn’t ever write again.....b-but things changed. I-I got.....ideas, and was.....e-encouraged to write them out. >//////>

I dunno how to really.....explain what this is. I know I won’t ever be able to make my own mod, this is just.....what one would look like if I could. This is going in my fic tag, but it’s not a full-blown fic. It’s a script. B-but that still counts as writing for me, so....into the fic tag it goes.

This makes more sense if you read Lina’s profile, so you better understand who she is, but it’s not a requirement (also that profile is pretty big, pfffff). I....I think this still gives a pretty good picture of what she’s like.....?

I might do more with her in the future. MIGHT. W-we’ll see.....I do have a few ideas, it’s just a matter of motivation.....I do know that future stories would take place after the events here.

S-so, uh.....that’s about it. I’m happy that I got this outta my system, after it’s been in my head for weeks. X////D I-I went through, like....three different “drafts”, before settling on this, so.....e-enjoy, I guess!

( @fnf-writing-and-simping H-hey, it’s me, you don’t have to read if you don’t want, b-but.....I did finish it! - Zavonon)

~Intro~

Succumbing to my own fears and worries I’m in the background of my own story In these pages, I spill them, refill them Feelings I won’t share When it’s too much to bear Wishing to be someone I can never be Hopeless dreams that I chase wholeheartedly Why must I yearn for things out of my reach?

???: Little Lina?

*Lina looks up from her notebook to see Sarvente looking at her, and she quickly closes it. The church is completely empty aside from the two of them*

Lina: M-Ms. Sarvente-

Sarvente: Services are over for the day!

Lina: O-OK... S-sorry, lost track of time again...

Sarvente: It’s quite alright! You know how much I appreciate your company, little Lina. Thank you for all your help!

Lina: *looks away shyly* I-it’s no problem...*she stands up and heads for the door, although she also seems to look around a bit*

Sarvente: Have a good week~!

*Lina looks over her shoulder and waves at Sarvente*

*Once outside, Lina looks back at the church again, opens her notebook, and writes in a new page, humming to herself the rhythm of the song she was writing to keep it in her head*

Just left. I didn’t see him at all today...Weren’t that many people there in general, though.

*Lina sighs sadly and looks back in front of her, only to see herself face-to-face with....*

Boyfriend: Beep bo?

Lina: *yelps and jumps back* AH! Wh-what!?

Boyfriend: Beep?

Lina: A-ah, s-sorry for yelling....y-you surprised me.....*she takes a second to catch her breath* U-uh.....who....?

Boyfriend: Bop bo beep!

Lina: .....S-sorry, I didn’t quite- hear that, uh....I-if you were going over there, uh....S-services just ended, so....uh....*mumbling (symbolized by smaller text)* y-yeah.....*starts to walk away*

Girlfriend: What were you writing?

Lina: *she immediately brings her notebook to her chest protectively* H-huh? E-excuse me-?

Boyfriend: *steps towards her curiously* Bop bop bo bee-

Lina: *steps back* I-I wasn’t writing anything!

Boyfriend: Skadop beep!

Lina: N-no, I wasn’t writing anything!

Girlfriend: My boyfriend wants to know if you write music! And if you do, could you show him?

Lina: *she feels her heart skip a beat as she’s found out by crazy random chance* I....I-I don’t-

Boyfriend: Boop

Lina: N-no, wait-

~First song: Preamble~ On the slower side, but still has a rhythm to it (I’d imagine it picks up a bit after a certain point, but not by much). Like in “Lo-Fight”, Boyfriend starts. The song fits Lina’s shy, reserved personality as she clearly is very nervous singing. Her inexperience at rapping makes the song pretty simple and easy to beat. There are a few long notes in there to make it sound like she’s singing at parts.

Lina: O-oh gosh, I can’t believe I did that....ah, so embarrassing.....!

Boyfriend: Bop beep bo beep!

Girlfriend: You have a really nice voice.

Lina: D-don’t lie to me please....Th-that was awful....*hides her face in her hand*

Boyfriend: Beep beep

Lina: S-sorry.....but, um....please leave me alone- *turns to walk away, but Boyfriend and Girlfriend follow her*

Girlfriend: You should sing more!

Lina: S-stop.....

Girlfriend: But you should!

Lina: N-no I shouldn’t!

Lina: P-please go away....I’m....n-not good at anything....

Boyfriend: Beep ba?

Lina: I-I’m just a huge coward....th-that’s all I am, a coward.....I-I can’t handle stuff like this....

Lina: Ms. Sarvente would know what to do.....Sh-she’s probably better than me at everything....

Lina: *stops walking* .....

Boyfriend: ?

Girlfriend: ?

Lina: O-OK....I’ll try again....if it’ll make you leave....

~Second song: Envious~ A lot faster and more difficult than the previous song, with some rapid-fire back and forth. The most difficult song of the mod, but not overwhelmingly so. There’s at least one nod to “Parish”. The mood is that Lina is pushing herself too far to the point of stress. She’s not having a good time.

*after the song ends, Lina is completely out of breath*

Lina: *panting* W-was.....that.....good....enough....?

Boyfriend: Boop ba beep?

Lina: I-I’m.....OK.....j-just gimme a second.....*huff huff*.....S-see? I told you, I’m...not good at this....

Girlfriend: Well, you didn’t need to try so hard. It’s not a competition.

Lina: N-not a-?

Girlfriend: Yeah! We just wanted to hear you sing more!

Boyfriend: Beep beep!

Lina: ....Y-you weren’t trying to bother me? O-oh...

Lina: I-I’m sorry.....I might’ve gone a bit overboard....Th-that isn’t how I usually, uh.....*too embarrassed to finish the sentence*

Girlfriend: You’re still really good.

Lina: I-I’m not....th-this is just a hobby I do when I’m alone....I-if you really wanna listen to someone who’s talented and confident, you should....go see Ms. Sarvente sometime....Sh-she’s looking for new members anyway....

Boyfriend: ......Skbeep?

Lina: .....Th-that reaction.....Do you know Ms. Sarvente?

Boyfriend: Beep!

Girlfriend: We’ve....met her, yeah.

Lina: .....O-oh.....gosh, I didn’t know! I-I’m so sorry! I-I thought you were just- uh- I-I’m sorry!

Boyfriend: B-boop boop ba!

Lina: Th-there I go, being a nuisance again.....Ha...hahaha.....*she smiles for once as she laughs nervously*

Lina: I really am sorry....I-I’ve never seen you before at the church, so I didn’t know.....

Girlfriend: It’s fine. We were just passing by, when we heard you humming.

Lina: Th-this whole thing’s been a mess....I-I’ve been so rude, crap.....

Lina: Why am I always like this....

Boyfriend: Beep beep?

Lina: H-huh....did you say something about.....one last song....?

Lina: Ummm....uh.....*she looks around to see if there’s anyone else around, doesn’t see anyone*......S-sure.....J-just for fun this time. And to put this behind us....OK?

Boyfriend: Ba beep!

~Third song: Unwind~ Easier and slower-paced than the last song. Has a laid-back feel to it. If I had to compare it to something, I’d compare it to “Fading”, but less bittersweet. Lina’s calming down and warming up to Boyfriend, and maybe even enjoying herself for once! There’s more singing than rapping. It’s symbolizing that she’s staying more in her comfort zone rather than unfairly pushing herself.

Lina: I-I hope that was better...

Boyfriend: Beep bop ba bop!

Lina: S-sorry again for being such a coward....Y-you two don’t seem so bad....Uh, I hope it’s OK to say that...

Girlfriend: Will you sing again sometime?

Lina: .....I, um.....dunno....*which means: “probably not”*

Lina: B-but.....this was.....kinda fun, I guess.....

Girlfriend: We had a good time, too! What’s your name?

Lina: Oh, uh.....I-I’m Lina....

Girlfriend: Well, maybe we’ll see you around sometime, Lina!

Boyfriend: Beep beep!

Lina: Uh....y-yeah....? M-maybe....

*Boyfriend and Girlfriend leave, satisfied with what they heard. Lina awkwardly waves at them as a goodbye*

Lina: *mumbling* Whew....here’s hoping I never have to do something like that again....

*Lina begins to walk away, but looks back at the church (in her worry that her and Boyfriend had been too loud)....and sees a tall figure in the window...Is that who she thinks it is? In her curiosity, she steps closer to get a better look, and sure enough...*

Ruv: ...

*noticing that he’s looking right at her, Lina’s cheeks flush bright red and her eyes widen, as she looks back at him like a deer in headlights*

Lina: ...

Ruv: ...

Lina: ... *looks away, blushing even more*

*gripping her notebook (which she’d been holding this whole time) tightly, she turns and runs away as fast as she can*

Why must I yearn for things out of my reach...?

*the mod closes with a screen that says “Dedicated to dokki.doodlez”*

#fics by lauri #mid fight masses #mid fight masses oc

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Wishing for the Normal

Summary: When Catherine Parr and Anne Boleyn go to Peaks for their open mic night to support Katherine Howard, the couple get pulled up by the young woman to sing a duet. With a giggle, she, and the three other ladies at their table cheer them on. Boleyn and Parr grab the microphones, and just hope for the best from this experience.

Character(s): Parrlyn (Anne Boleyn / Catherine Parr) Katherine Howard Jane Seymour / Catherine of Aragon (Catalina) / Anna of Cleves

A/N: Kit + Soho Cinders + Parrlyn = Ideas.

Moral of the story: don’t leave me alone to think. I will think and it will come out on paper. This is inspired by Soho Cinders’ most iconic number, “Wishing for the Normal.” Because this takes place in the universe of Out of a Book, some of the references and places might not make sense. It will all be explained in due time. And you all can bet your little tails the whole song is written out.

This is also my apology to all of you who dealt with my total chaos earlier. I love all of you and I am so sorry you had to witness me being a huge nerd and evil gremlin.

Tag List: @bchcadcd | @watercolored-lemonade

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Thursday nights were for coffee, laughter, and open mic nights at Peaks Coffee Company.

It was a tradition, for the six ladies to go to Peaks whenever Katherine was back in town from classes. It happened to be the winter break, and the ladies were all excited to go out together. It was about 7 on the dot when the ladies got there. Catherine gently pulled on Anne’s arm, leading her to one of the cozy corners. Close enough that they could see Katherine perform whenever she decided to go up there, but far enough that the two could have a nice conversation. It was bliss for the two of them, as they thoroughly enjoyed each other’s company, even with other people around. “I always love coming here with you, Cathy,” Boleyn whispers, leaning on Parr and resting her head on Parr’s shoulder. “There’s just good memories with this place. I feel like such a saddo for saying that.”

“Don’t. And you’re no saddo! I agree, this place... it has very nice memories,” Parr chuckled. With a glance up, Parr noticed the other ladies approaching. Catalina set one of the mugs down in front of Parr, and another in front of Boleyn. Sitting up, Boleyn nodded as a thank you, a smile coming across the mellow face. Katherine sat right next to Parr, Jane was right in front of Katherine, Catalina was in front of Parr, and Cleves was in front Boleyn. “I swear, I wonder how I would live without you, Lina,” bringing the mug up to her lips, Cathy took a sip of her coffee. Catalina just shook her head, grinning. “You wouldn’t be alive at all. You would literally die from drinking nothing but coffee and not eating.”

Laughter came from Cleves and Seymour.

“Considering all she does is stay in her room, yeah. I don’t doubt it! Sie schläft auch nicht, oder?” Anna gave a cheeky smile, with Catherine’s face being so deadpan at the comment, she just chose to roll her eyes as a response. “I do sleep, thank you very much. It only takes me three hours to fall asleep because I spend two of those writing.” Catalina raised an eyebrow at the response, knowing Parr stayed up late at night unless she had to be up before 8 am. There was more laughter at the table.

“Sleeping is important,” Seymour nodded over at Katherine, “and this one could tell you all about it. You slept last night when you got home, right?” The youngest of the ladies nodded with sincerity. “Yeah! I stay up late sometimes with homework, Miss Parr. If I learned one thing about uni, it’s that balancing sleep and homework is difficult. So I definitely get why you stay up at night. I do the same thing,” Katherine allows her smile to shine, Parr letting out a bit of a laugh. “You’re not wrong. Balancing sleep and work is very difficult. Now, how long are you going to keep us waiting, star in hiding?”

That’s where the mischievous smirk came from Katherine Howard. “I’m not singing tonight, actually.”

The other five women stared at Katherine with wide eyes, in actual shock that the reason they normally came on Thursday nights was not the center of attention. Digging through the backpack she brought, the youngest of the group pulled out a binder, and handed it to Parr. A second one got pulled out, and was handed to Boleyn; the third she kept in front of her. “I’m showing off my piano skills tonight, and you two are going to sing for me while I play!”

The look on Anne Boleyn’s face was one of fear, and the one on Catherine Parr’s face was total embarrassment. The couple looked at each other, and gulped in unison. Boleyn had a blush running across her face, but more notably across her cheeks and nose. “I... Sing? You want us to sing?”

“Why not?”

Parr felt her face lose color. “I... we’re not singers, Katherine.” This was the instance where Parr reached for the coffee and began to down it like water on a hot day. Catalina raised an eyebrow, with a more confused look this time. Anna however, began to actually laugh. She knew that habit of hers all too well. Jane was looking at Katherine with furrowed eyebrows, but her face was full of confusion, much like Catalina’s. Sucking in a nervous breath, Parr stood up, setting the mug down. “Okay, Katherine. I’ll sing.”

Anne Boleyn let out a shaky sigh, but she nodded and also stood up. “I’ll do it too. What are we singing, Kat?”

Standing up, Katherine took her binder and opened it up, skipping to the keyboard up on the stage. She sat down on the chair, setting up with a little too much excitement. All she did was let her right hand play the first few measures of the song. “Wishing for the Normal from Soho Cinders! I’m sure you’ve both heard of it. You’re both English, right?” A rather awkward moment of silence, before the two women nodded. “This will be fun, come on!”

If there was one thing Katherine loved about majoring in music, it was the fact she got to play piano. She loved it. And just to make Anne and Catherine feel comfortable, she slowed down the beginning.

Raising the microphone up to be near her lips, Anne hid the nervousness with a smile. “Just imagine pouring your cornflakes, looking up and someone's there. Someone you have just spent the night with, someone’s life you're proud to share! Haven't put my face on, haven’t done my hair. Haven't had to worry, as it’s her standing there.”

The piano began to pick up a little pace. Catherine was going to match it, with a similar smile to Anne’s. “Just imagine out on the dance floor, turning ‘round and there she is. It's your lady, the one you came in with, three years on, your hand in hers. Living in a semi, maybe have a cat. Nothing that's too fancy, tell me what's wrong with that?”

Looking up from the music for a brief moment, Katherine Howard began to smile.

The couple looks at each other, the nervous smiles seeming to grow into genuine ones. The two nodded, knowing they had to sing on together. “Wishing for the normal kind of dream. Nothing too excessive or extreme. Hoping for the hum-drum, is that aiming high? Others seem to find it, tell me why on earth can't I?”

Catalina’s jaw could honestly hit the floor with how impressed she was. Anna just had a wide-eye expression that screamed her shock for her. Jane was thoroughly impressed by all of this, but mostly by Katherine’s piano playing ability.

“Wishing for the normal kind of dream. Trouble is they're harder than they seem. Am I too ambitious? Am I out of touch? Am I wishing for too much?”

Frantically flipping the pages, both ladies chuckled while the piano kept on going behind them. Lucky Parr, she got to start off this time. “Just imagine cooking lasagna, like those adverts on TV.” And the biggest smile came out of Boleyn with this line. She just felt all warm and fuzzy from the fact she was spending time with her girlfriend. “Sitting on a fake leather sofa, babies bouncing on my knee.”

“Living within reason, loving when I can. Feeling I am someone, not some sad old lass.”

Almost instinctively, as if she knew Katherine would start playing softer, Anne made her voice softer. She could only hope Catherine would follow. The other three at the table began to smile, quietly cheering them on from their spot. “Just imagine mowing the lawn.”

And the hopes came true, because Parr did soften up her voice. “Just imagine popping some corn.”

Even Katherine Howard herself was cheering them on from the piano. She wanted to laugh, but really couldn’t, so... she did what she does best. Giggle it out.

Boleyn’s free hand reaches down for Parr’s, with the two allowing their fingers to interlock. The look on her face said it all, she was smitten by this woman in front of her. “Just imagine breakfast in bed.” “Just imagine owning a shed,” Parr let out a chuckle right after the lyrical line. She was not one to sing, but this was an exception she was happy to have made. Memories were all she wanted, and memories was what she was getting.

“Just imagine doing the school run.”

“Going for picnics.”

“Keeping a goldfish!”

A laugh from the two. They nodded again, allowing themselves to sing right on through to the end. “Wishing, wishing! Hoping for the hum-drum, is that aiming high? Others seem to find it, tell me why, why, why can’t I? Wishing for the normal kind of dream. Trouble is they’re harder than they seem.”

At this point, the table was standing up. Catalina was nodding along with Anna, but Jane? Jane was already clapping. “Go ladies!” The blonde woman giggled, happy to see some of her now closest friends so happy with each other.

“Going to a nightclub, cinemas and such,” Boleyn’s eyes finally met Parr’s. “Eating in a restaurant, happy to go dutch,” the smile on Parr’s face grew from seeing Boleyn’s smile grow as well.

“Am I too ambitious? Am I out of touch? Am I wishing far too much?” And while the two lovebirds stared at each other, their young pianist allowed herself to continue the instrumental, even playing the accompaniment to the last few lyrics they had forgotten. Laughing, Katherine Howard stood up and started clapping. “You two sounded amazing!”

“Go Cathy!” “Way to go Anne!” “I’m proud of you, Kitty!”

The couple just kept looking at each other, with laughs eventually coming from them both. As much nerves as they had to fight, they loved every second of it. Being just a smidge taller, Catherine Parr leaned downwards to peck Anne Boleyn’s lips, but little was she expecting for Anne to actually stand on the tips of her toes to meet her halfway. “You sly little rascal you!”

“You love me.” Anne set the microphone back on the stand, before grabbing the binder off of the stand and walking herself back to the table. Parr just laughed, repeating all of Anne’s actions before sitting down next to her. Katherine Howard, however, remained on the stage and allowed herself to continue to play whatever came to her mind. For the duration of however long they would stay, there would be a newfound sort of joy in the ladies, and the soft lullaby of a piano in the background.

#Out of a Book #Kano Drabbles #Parrlyn #Catherine Parr #Anne Boleyn #six the musical #six the musical fanfiction #six fanfiction #six the musical fanfic #six ff #Six x Soho Cinders

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nuggets-and-french-fries · 4 years

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Taking Chances: Chapter Five.

“So you think it’s ok to tell one parent that this happened and not the other one?” Nicola asked Jasmine’s teacher firmly.

“I thought Jasmine would have told you.” The teacher tried to argue.

Nicola tried to keep her cool but with the teacher’s brainlessness, it was becoming increasingly difficult.

“That is not the point here. The point is that if something like this happens, both parties' parents must be informed and I was not.” Nicola said.

“It was dealt with. It shouldn’t matter anymore.” The other woman spoke.

“Look lady. I have been dealing with people like you my whole life and frankly, I’m sick of it. Yes, it shouldn’t have happened but the way you dealt with it was wrong. That little boy shouldn’t have had to stand up for my sister because some brat thought that it was ok to pick on her. From the moment that it happened, you should have called me and Mikey’s father. Your actions are inexcusable and disgusting.” Nicola went off.

Mrs. Graves looked at the younger woman with shock and slight disgust.

“If ever hear that this has happened again and you’ve failed to inform both Mikey’s father and myself immediately, I’ll have you fucking fired.” Nicola warned darkly before standing abruptly and leaving.

“Hi.” Mikey and Jasmine said as Nicola walked up to them.

“Hello you two.” Nicola replied, painting a smile on her face.

“Can Mikey come over tomorrow?” Jasmine asked, sounding hopeful. Both kids gave Nicola their best puppy faces.

“I’m sorry Jazzy but no. I don’t know Mikey’s father just yet and he doesn’t know us. Maybe one day but not now.” Nicola replied, feeling bad for turning them down.

“My daddy is nice.” Mikey tried.

Nicola chuckled.

“I don’t doubt that Mikey but not now ok.” Nicola repeated kindly.

Mikey nodded and gave up.

“I’ll pick you up after school. I love you Jasmine.” The woman said.

“I love you too.” Jasmine replied.

“Listen, if anything happens today and someone is mean to either of you, I want you to tell the teacher to call me and Mikey, tell her to call your father. We will make sure that it gets sorted, ok?” Nicola asked.

“Ok Lina, we promise.” Jasmine answered for both her and Mikey.

“Good. I’ll see you after school.” The woman said one last time before leaving the school yard.

“Mum, I need you to pick Mikey up from school and Take him for a few days. I have to run up to London.” Taron explained.

“Taron, I’m sorry I can’t take him. Both girls got sick over night and I don’t want Mikey getting the vomiting bug or whatever they have. I can get Guy to pick him up though and drop him off with someone.” Tina replied, making her son groan.

“Mum please. I have no one else that can take him and you are the only one that I trust with Mikey.” Taron said.

“What about your aunt?” Tina asked.

“I guess I could ask her but I don’t know how Mikey will do staying with her. I just know that if Mikey needs anything or gets scared during the night, you have things of mine that you can give him.” Taron answered, starting to feel really defeated.

Tina felt bad that she couldn’t help out other than picking up her grandson from nursery school.

“It’s times like this I really need Kate.” Taron said as he tried not to cry from frustration.

“I know son. We all miss her and I really wish I could help out more.” Tina responded softly.

“I’ll talk to aunt Eve and hopefully she can help because if not, I’ll have to take him with me and I really don’t want to uproot him for the next few days.” Taron said.

Tina nodded.

“That sounds good.” Tina replied. “Taron?” She asked tenderly.

Taron sniffled a little bit and cleared his throat.

“Yeah mam.” He answered.

“I love you so much sweetheart.” She spoke.

“I love you too. Tell the girls that I hope they get better soon and tell Guy I said thank you for doing this for me.” The man responded.

The mother and son hung up not long after and Taron went on to call his aunt to ask if Mikey could stay with her. Fortunately for him, his aunt agreed to stay with the little boy at their house for as long as Taron needed and at that, Taron honestly could have cried. He never considered the fact that Mikey could have stayed at the house with someone else watching him.

Plus too, he now had the assurance that Pickles would be fully cared for as well.

He also had to make sure to call the school and let them know that Mikey would be picked up by someone else.

Once everything was sorted, Taron got everything he needed and hurried to his aunt’s cafe to drop off the house key so that she could get into the house later that day before going to the train station.

At the end of the day, Guy waited to collect his grandson like planned.

“Papa!” Mikey cheered when his eyes landed on Guy.

“Hello champ. Did you have a good day?” He asked the small boy as he picked him up and held him close.

“Uh ha. I ate all my lunch too.” Mikey replied happily.

“Good boy. I’m so proud of you.” Guy replied truthfully.

“I missed you.” Mikey said as he cuddled into the older man.

“Excuse me? Are you Mikey’s grandpa?” Jasmine asked cutely.

Guy looked down and smiled at the other child.

“I sure am little lady. You must be Jasmine, am I right?” Guy questioned kindly, putting Mikey down.

“That’s me.” The girl replied with a bright smile.

“It’s nice to finally meet you. Mikey has told us all about you.” Guy admitted.

Mikey’s cheeks went red with embarrassment.

“Jasmine, stop running off.” Nicola reprimanded as she caught up with her sister.

“I’m so sorry for her. She likes meeting new people.” The woman explained with exasperation.

“No harm done. Your daughter is a sweet one, I can see why Mikey likes her so much.” Guy said.

She’s my sister but thank you for the compliment. It makes me happy that my efforts are paying off.” Nicola answered.

“I’m Nicola. It’s nice to meet you.” She introduced.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Mikey’s grandpa, Guy.” Guy said as he shook Nicola’s hand.

“Where’s my daddy?” Mikey asked, breaking the introductions.

“He had to go to London for work. Your aunt Eve is going to stay with you and Pickles.” Guy replied.

“See you on Monday Mikey.” Jasmine called as she and Nicola walked off, leaving the two men alone to talk.

Mikey ran toward the girl and threw his arms around her waist in a sweet hug.

Jasmine giggled and hugged her friend back.

“Thanks for my egg.” The little boy mumbled.

Mikey broke the hug and ran back to his grandfather, taking his hand and walking to where Guy had parked the car.

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#dad!taron #its just pickles #taronegerton #single father #widower

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sixxstarrs · 4 years

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too fast for love (ch. 1)

Summary: Lina was living her life how she wanted to, she was in a band and she had all of the drugs and alcohol she could want. It seemed to be her ideal until Nikki fell into her life and began rearranging things as fast as he would rearrange a hotel room.

Words: 1,885

Warnings: Drugs, alcohol, swearing

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Alcohol was never Lina’s strong suit. Usually it was three shots of vodka and she was good to go… and by that, it means more than past tipsy. Some may call her a light weight, but to Lina it just meant she got to have fun faster, or at least that’s what she would say. Being in a band helped this, as well. Her and her bandmates were practically swimming in free booze, drugs and hookups (for the guys at least.)

Lina’s brown eyes were set on the shot glasses that were being passed around, making the one that reached her, her fifth for the night and she hadn’t even gone on stage yet.

“I’m so fucking nervous.” She whispered to her guitar player, an equally light weight girl whose family had adopted her from Korea at the age of two. With only one look Julie could tell that Lina was visibly drunk but she knew it was inevitable. “I really might piss myself.” Lina sighed and buried her face into her hands. Julie remained silent, a sort of nervous habit of hers. “Who the fuck lets us open for Motley Crue when we’ve only been a band for a year. They’re gonna shit on us.” The rambling continued and at this point it was obvious that Julie definitely had selective hearing.

“Shut the fuck up Lina.” Jack groaned from across their cramped little dressing room that all four members had to share. “You’re stressing me out, this room is so small I literally feel like I’m absorbing your negative energy.” He had both of his drum sticks clenched into one fist, the blunt ends propping his head up. He only earned a noise of complaint in response from Lina.

Jack’s complaint only earned the room about ten minutes of Lina-less silence, save the rhythmic drumming of his sticks and the mindless picking at Eric’s bass. Julie still sat in silence, choosing to read a magazine over practice her guitar.

“Five minutes.” Their manager said through the door, giving it a few heavy knocks that startled the band out of their spiraling.

“Another shot.” Lina began to pour four more shots, passing them around with frantic hands. Without missing a beat she threw back her sixth one for the night and hissed as it went down. Her eyes wandered, watching her members take their shots and Julie finally spoke up.

“We all look hot as hell, we’ve got this okay?” She gripped Lina’s face in her palms, her shot glass still in one of her hands. “Except for you, Eric, you look like you’re about to kick the bucket, but what else is new.” She teased and gently made her way past Lina, leaving the dressing room. Of course, to avoid being left alone with the boys she padded close behind Julie.

The pair of girls went to line up back stage where they knew to wait, the boys filing in soon after. Before Lina knew it she was being thrust onto stage with a microphone and a glass of vodka on ice in her hand. Y’know, as if the six shots before weren’t enough.

Lina’s usual perfect performance was marred into something new for the girl because of the copious amounts of alcohol in her system. If you were to add a couple of lines of cocaine who knows how it would have turned out. It most definitely wasn’t bad, though… It was… Maybe a new creative genius for the singer.

Honestly she couldn’t tell if she was proud of herself or not because she was more focused on stumbling off stage, running to her band’s shared dressing room and doing the couple lines of coke like she had thought about earlier.

“Wait, shit, you guys were sick!” A male’s voice echoed through the hallway in attempt to catch Lina’s attention, interrupting her in her bee line to the nearest bag of coke. She even stumbled a bit due to how fast she had been walking.

“Thanks man, we-” Eric was suddenly cut off by the blond everyone knew to be Vince Neil who had originally called out to Lina and her group.

“You should come over and party with us after this gig. Just follow the crowd.” Vince grinned as he walked by everyone, a certain lanky Tommy Lee following in his footsteps despite being almost a head taller than the other.

“Yeah… We’ll come.” Eric half heartedly called back, earning a small chorus of laughter from Julie and Jack. Lina had already taken off again to rummage through her belongings.

When the other three caught up to Lina she was already making lines on the ratty coffee table that honestly took up most of the space in their dressing room.

“Lemme get in on this.” Julie finally decided to unhinge considering she tried to limit her alcohol intake before the concert, already cleaning one up with her nose and a twenty before anything could be protested, not like Lina would have anyways. Lina followed suit almost as if it were clock work.

“Hey, if you guys want to-” Tommy Lee poked his head in the door but interrupted himself upon seeing the lines in front of the two girls, his eyebrows raising with excitement. “Yo, dude, I’ll pay you back later at the party.” The shirtless man ran over, drumsticks tucked into the waist band of his thin leather pants.

All the band could do was watch Tommy snort a line, try to explain where to meet after the gig, and then run off to join the rest of the Crue. There was a mutual agreement among Lina’s own band that no one exactly knew what to do which is why no complaints were made.

“You’re probably not gonna get that line back.” Jack said to Lina who was already going down for her second, unconcerned. Hell, it was Tommy Lee, she could have given it to worse people.

Lina wasn’t sure if the party was what she had expected. Sure, her and her band had been on the Rock scene for a little over a year, so they had their fair share of parties, but this, this was different. It took place in a dingy, cramped apartment, half dressed groupies were filling the place, wall to wall, but there was copious amounts of drugs and alcohol. It wasn’t really enough to make up for the amount of girls, but if she was drunk enough, Lina didn’t care.

With that being said, Lina was certainly drunk enough. Jack was no where to be found, probably taking advantage of the immense amount of groupies, Eric was doing the same, but instead of off in someone’s bathroom he had one on each arm. Julie on the other hand was stuck in a corner arguing with some tall guy with black hair that Lina couldn’t quite make out from across the room, and here Lina was, mindlessly chatting with some dark haired groupie who was much more far gone than she was.

“I’ll be right back.” Lina held her hand out and promptly stood up, patting her pocket to make sure she had the one thing she needed. Her bag of cocaine. The last time she had done a line was back stage when Tommy stole one, and of course she hadn’t yet gotten one back.

Lina pushed through the people until she reached the bathroom, opening the door without hesitation. The sight in front of her made her squint her eyes. If she wasn’t mistaken, it was Nikki Sixx, Vince again and two groupies, all waiting while Nikki lined up four ivory slivers. Lina abruptly shut the door and leaned against the wall, her eyes focusing on Nikki’s hands.

“Hey, your drummer stole one from me, so like the proper loan shark I am I’m having to go to friends and family to get paid back.” Lina’s voice cut through the room and the four heads turned to look at her. Vince’s eyes automatically lit up upon seeing the girl.

“Shit I thought y’all didn’t come! Nikki cut her a line.” The blond nudged the bassist who was already pouring some out of the bag, his eyes lingering on the brunette girl.

“We’ve been hiding, pretty sure my guys are taking advantage of the amount of tits that follow your band around.” A small smile curled to the corners of Lina’s rather plump lips, her eyes focusing on Vince. With one glance to Nikki she noticed he was seemingly drilling holes into her forehead. His intense stare was enough to make her glance away before he did.

“And you’re not?” Vince teased her in response, stepping aside to let the two groupies go. At this point Lina had her head laid back against the wall she was propped up on, her eyes barely hanging open.

“I tried, wasn’t as fun as expected.” As she spoke she watched Nikki open the door to the bathroom and urge the two groupies out with a simple nod of his chin. The two girls gave him a small look of offense before trading their own looks between each other and then leaving.

“What the fuck, I was totally trying to fuck the red head.” Vince shot out, doing his line before leaving just as fast as the girls did and of course following their trail. Nikki only closed the door behind the singer, leaning on the opposite wall of Lina. Just as he had done to the two groupies, he gave Lina a small nod of his chin, but this time it was for her to go ahead of him.

“A gentleman.” She teased and bent down, doing her business before returning to her spot. The girl’s dark colored eyes fluttered closed behind her thick, mascara covered lashes, leaving Nikki to his own devices. Despite the drugs it was getting harder and harder for her to keep her eyes open. She was definitely past her limit on the alcohol and she could painfully tell.

The only thing that made her open her eyes was the feeling of pressure between her legs, and when she finally looked she was faced with Nikki who towered over her, his knee pressed between her thighs. Almost instinctively Lina allowed her arms to snake around his neck at their own pace, locking in as he took this as a ‘go.’

His warm lips ghosted his whisky filled breath against the side of her neck, and even though she couldn’t bare to keep her eyes open and her hearing was definitely fading, she thought she heard the door open and close right after, the person swearing when they saw it was ‘occupied.’

“Fuck me, Sixx.” Lina whispered out, the words rather bold even for her, but her voice faded off. The bathroom stayed silent of their voices, until Nikki pulled away to undo his belt buckle and he noticed that Lina’s eyes were seemingly glued shut. Not in a ‘I’m enjoying the moment’ type of way, but as in a ‘I took too many shots and now I need a nap’ type of way.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Nikki hissed in a low voice, his arms wrapping themselves around her frame so he could at least drag her to put her somewhere safe.

#motley crue #nikki sixx imagines #nikki sixx #nikki sixx x reader #motley crue imagines #vince neil #mick mars #tommy lee

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rollzerox · 4 years

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Omg Mal’s fic said that Zoe hadn’t had a make over so that means she probably hasn’t had one since JinAe. You two seem to be tag teaming the Jinae stories so can you write Jeaha giving morgan a make over?

Sure thing anon! Sorry this took me a while I’ve been kind of busy ^^; Just remember Morgan is @zenoobsessed ‘s ok everyone! This takes place a month after the one shot she did where Morgan cursed Jae-ha

How did she get talked into this? Morgan groaned as she was sitting in the chair, little Ryokuryuu Lina sitting in her lap making sure she couldn’t teleport away. It was just one slip up…. One little mention that she hadn’t had a makeover since Jin-ae and…

“Oh come on Morgan dear, you’ll look stunning when I’m done.” The former Ryokuryuu, Jae-ha hummed as he placed his comb in his teeth to hold together while brushing his fingers through the mage’s rat’s nest of hair. It was worse than Yona’s who often grumbled about unruly hair but Jae-ha insisted on wanting to this, after all he was utterly grateful this woman had saved his life a month ago by cursing him. In fact he had found out a lot about Morgan in that time, thanks to Zeno and Morgan’s own slip ups.

“So tell me more about this beautiful past life of mine.” Jae-ha hummed, taking the comb out of his mouth and working on her hair. “You said I was the queen and your adoptive daughter but what else? Zeno mentioned the first Ryokuryuu was my brother.”

“You were a mess.” Morgan chuckled, playing with Lina’s pigtails. “Always getting into trouble. And swung your axe around at anyone that ticked you off, took three grown men to hold you down since you’d get kidnapped every other week and most times by the time we went to rescue you, you already broke out and beat your kidnappers head’s in.”

Lina giggled. “Daddy sounds like he was silly as a girl!”

“You once walked in on an important meeting Hiryuu had with the nobles, sat on his lap and gave him a hickey right there.” Morgan snickered. “I thought Abi was going to have a heart attack.”

Jae-ha started laughing at that one. “Oh my, I so could see myself doing that to Yona dear. And I guess I couldn’t be a damsel in distress.”

“You got a little carried away and nicked me once with it, you wouldn’t stop apologizing over it.” Morgan shrugged, unconsciously rubbing at her shoulder.

Jae-ha frowned for a moment. “Oh I’m sorry dear, I’m sure I didn’t mean-“ he was cut off as Morgan placed a finger over his lips.

“I literally had a lifetime of you apologizing so don’t start.” She rolled her eyes.

The former Green Dragon smirked. “Mmmm I must have been cute apologizing for it.”

That made Morgan laugh. “You were adorable. Hiryuu couldn’t ever stay mad or frustrated at you.”

“The little miss still can’t get mad at her husband for long, even when he does stupid things.” Zeno said in passing, coming into the room of the inn they were staying in. “But then Hiryuu didn’t even get mad that time the queen and Shu-ten broke his crown.”

“Wait what?” Jae-ha snorted. “You gotta tell me this Zeno!”

Morgan groaned. “You stole all of Shu-ten’s beer and he decided to use the crown like a flipping frisbee throwing it at you.”

Lina giggled. “Uncle Zeno said before Ryokuryuu loooove to drink a lot!”

“Wasn’t my fault he didn’t hide it well.” Morgan shrugged. “But he totally thought I helped you find it with magic when really anyone could have found that easily it was a bad hiding spot.”

“Well he should have hidden it from his lovely sister better.” Jae-ha hummed, then stopped brushing at Morgan’s hair for a moment to think about what he just said when he saw the look on Zeno’s face. “Please don’t tell me I said that to him.”

The Ouryuu nodded. “You did and Shu-ten tried to hit you as you ran off with Lady Zoe.”

Morgan smiled at the memory. “Hm, he was always leaving someone on the roof of the castle. He had such a bad attitude.”

“Zeno seems to recall you two didn’t help.” Zeno replied rather deadpan.

“Jin-ae only got worse because he kept calling Hiryuu a dumbass and she didn’t like that.” Morgan shrugged.

“Well of course I wouldn't just stand by with a brother calling my lovely husband an idiot.” Jae-ha chuckled. “I imagine he only got away with that being a dragon and the queen's brother?”

Morgan nodded. “Hiryuu was pretty easygoing anyway. Forgave people easily and understood they made mistakes. About that time was when a lot of unrest and distrust for mages started surfacing. He really drew people to him and having a mage like me in his court and serving beside him, well. That eased tensions a little…. Until I answered that damn letter…” she looked down, suddenly going silent.

“Auntie….?” Lina looked up at her worried, the little girl had gotten so attached to the mage since she saved Jae-ha so Lina had come to start calling her auntie lately.

Jae-ha twisted his mouth, Morgan didn’t like to talk much about her darker parts of her past and he didn’t press… After all he was similar in that sense so the group didn’t press her or ask too many questions how or why she lost her core when they met, just that Yona insisted they help her find it especially after Morgan saved Jae-ha’s life. That’s why they were traveling to Awa to take a ship out to Morgan’s home country in hopes of finding said orb. He did know from Zeno there was a mage war after Hiryuu’s time and that Morgan could have been part of that, but the Yellow Dragon didn’t know all the details. “Well that’s all in the past, all we can do is move forward yes?” he hummed, still combing through her hair. “Now stay still as I make my finishing touches please.”

Morgan sighed, clutching Lina a bit tight now as she did stay still and stopped fidgeting as he continued to work on her. Jae-ha hummed a tune as he finished her hair, putting a clip in to hold it in place and stepping back to admire his handiwork. “I didn’t stay stiff as a board dear, really you didn’t have to take it to heart.” He chuckled. “All done, you can let Lina go now.”

Morgan just gave him a weak smile. “Just playing.” She released the little Ryokuryuu, petting her on the head. “So how do I look? Ridiculous right?”

Jae-ha snorted. “Whatever makes you say that?”

“Because as Jin-ae that’s exactly what you’d do, luckily you don’t have access to poofy dresses or else I’d be poured into one.” Morgan rolled her eyes.

“You could teach me how to get one here with magic.” Jae-ha hummed, his mischievous grin showing.

“Nope, I am so saving that lesson until I have to show you.” Morgan snickered, getting up onto her feet. “Because otherwise who knows what you’ll teleport to your side.”

“Oh? Maybe I’ll just tickle your mark until you scream.” Jae-ha grinned, brushing her hair to the side and focusing his hand right on that curse mark of hers, concentrating a tickle spell there that made her yelp, teleporting behind Lina and holding onto the little Ryokuryuu.

“Lina protect me from your daddy!” Morgan whined, still giggling from the tickle spell. She shook her head, laughing also at the fact Jae-ha used that old threat that Jin-ae used constantly when she wanted something or was trying to make Morgan sleep.

Lina giggled as she was held by the mage. “I’ll protect you auntie! I’m a dragon warrior after all!”

Jae-ha laughed. “Oohhh really? Look treasure! Grandma Yoon has rice balls!” he pointed off in a random direction.

“Oh? Zeno’s hungry!” Zeno looked up immediately.

“Silly daddy I won’t fall for that!” Lina stuck her tongue out at him.

Morgan’s stomach though growled reminding her she was reminded she hadn’t eaten in several days. “Maybe we should go check anyway huh Lina? We can go together.”

Yona right then had come running up. “Are you guys done? Lunch is ready!”

“Ooohhh just in time my darling.” Jae-ha hummed, picking up his wife and twirling around with her before laying a kiss on her lips. He had gotten twice as affectionate with Yona if that was even possible after getting new life in him. Thanking everyday for more time with his family since Morgan came into their lives. “Mmm maybe I should give you a makeover next as we plan the next baby…” he hummed as he put her down, rubbing her stomach that only had a small bump as of now.

“Later.” Yona bopped his nose before pulling away to come over to Morgan. “Sorry if he got carried away.”

“It’s ok, no worse than how he was as Jin-ae.” Morgan chuckled.

“Mommy I found this pretty flower out here in the woods earlier!” Lina cheered, holding up a snapdragon flower and smiled wide. “Auntie said this flower you used to call daddy back when you were Hiryuu!”

“Oh? Yona giggled. “That looks like a dragon flower, isn’t it?”

“Antirrhinum.” Morgan answered with a nod. “Lord Hiryuu had a thing with giving people nicknames after flowers. Mine was Amaryllis.”

“Such a beautiful nickname, you should use it sometime, princess of my heart.” Jae-ha purred into Yona’s ear from behind, sending a shudder through her body as she blushed.

“My memories are jumbled enough as it is.” Morgan made a face. “God you two are so like Jin and Hiryuu it’s scary, I mean it makes sense but seriously.”

“Well then maybe I should start calling you mom then!” Jae-ha purred, offering a hand to Morgan as they were heading back to their campfire. “Since you did adopt me in that past life you said.”

Morgan snorted. “You only called me mother whenever you wanted something or when you were in trouble.”

“More reason to make up for it!” Jae-ha hummed. “Besides I welcome it, never got the chance to call anyone that before.”

That made Morgan wilt, she had some idea about Jae-ha’s past but hearing about it made her heart ache. “… If you want to, just don’t be surprised if I start calling you Jin-ae then, sexy trouble.”

Jae-ha winked at her. “I more than welcome it, maybe we can get into some trouble together~”

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Long fucking post

I am 100% going to regret making this post but whatever it's almost midnight and I'm fucking lost. I don't know what I'm doing. No read more bc I'm on mobile so fuck it. Long fucking post I AM SO SORRY. How do I read more on mobile. First can I just say I fucking love go team. You guys make me laugh so fucking much and I love every single one of you. You became my fandom family. Aishi I love that you put up with my shit and you are the first person I think of when I want to send IE related crap I find too. Your posts and tags always make me laugh so much and your art is to die for. Lina you are the fucking cutest person in the whole world and I love that you are my kyouma daughter. Yoza I love hearing all of your headcanons and theories for the boys and I Iove how much attention you show the minor/ less loved characters. Emy, Liso I love our voice chats and IE shitposts and whatever you came up with every day. Also hell ANYONE who likes go is a member of go team it's not exclusive. It's been a week and I'm still thinking about that mother fucking anon because I'm a fucking tool who can't just let it go. Their comment to Aisha was uncalled for but sending shite to Yoza, Lina and ZAPPY??? Who did literally NOTHING????? All she said was, hey can we not be dicks to each other maybe?? GREAT POINT! I THINK P MUCH EVERYONE AGREES. LET'S NOT BE DICKS TO EACH OTHER. Then if that's not enough, anon had to make a dig about people's English - sure, crush the confidence of people using English as a second language. When anon themselves made several grammar errors, bit rich... Anon was no native English speaker themselves... but like I said, I never have any problem understanding anyone's English here, it's not a flipping English exam. But the thing that sticks in my head the most - 'you know who I am, I'm a huge IE fan xD' great. So now I'm gonna be suspicious about seeing certain blogs and thinking, is it you? Are you anon? Are you capable of sending nasty messages like that? Not every blog, mind you - anon left enough clues with the way they type so that I can make a pretty alright guess of who they are. Christ I hope when Ares comes out and the fandom gets bigger this doesn't become a more common thing. You know what? I promise to never send anon even if what I have to say is questionable. I don't like the idea of people who act nice on the surface but still say spiteful things when they think no one can see who they are. Reminds me of that bitch from uni. JOKES ON YOU BITCH, so much for 'putting so much pressure on me I drop out' - I've gotten pretty much everything I've ever wanted except a cat. And I will get a cat. WTF did Zappy do to you anon?? GO team I understand we are obnoxiously proud of defending each other but... I hope anon ends up regretting their anon hate. They're still young (17 perhaps?). And I actually don't hate anon just heir behavior. At the end of the day if youre an Inazuma fan we can still be friends. But I'm not cool with jabbing at people's confidence. Haven't translated shit in ages too. Need to get over that block but too busy wasting time shit-posting. You know that feeling where you can't tell if you're in the right place? I'm 90% sure tumblr is the right place for my personality, but I'm having severe doubts that r/IE discord server is for me. Can't seem to do shit right and while it was fun for a week or two, I guess it's time to admit that style of place is not for me. If I can't express love for my favorite characters... what's the point? Found some of the people funny... Feel like leaving the server is too dramatic but I guess I need to cut down activity. Damn, on one hand I want to post up to date info for Ares but on the other hand... I need to get back into magazine article translation... If I translate anything it will be a bloody miracle. God what I really want to do is translate things to the highest quality possible. I need to do that. It's my sense of self worth right now. I don't care if you're nasty anons, or redditors who downvote me for screaming about my favorite characters. I'll still translate. Because that's what I can contribute more than anything else. The fandom is getting bigger and it's time for me to accept there's all kinds of fans. Fans who will send anonymous hate to other fans. Fans who only casually like the series and judge you for getting excited over your favorite characters. I may be a shitposter but I'm firstly a translator and I want to prove this. Ahaha I'm so dramatic shut up it's almost 1am and there's no one I can talk to so TUMBLR POST IT IS. According to anon since I am adult I should not be 'crying' about this kind of thing but TOO LATE FOOL I ALREADY AM mostly because Kirino is so pretty he made me sob tears of joy ALSO if you think all adults have their shit together by age 23 BOY HAVE I GOT NEWS FOR YOU. Least I get paid well so I can drown the emptiness with a new laptop, which I will use for translations. What was I talking about? Anon get over bitterness. Araceli get over yourself. Good night. *cries self to sleep*

#long post #I'm sorry #deleted

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linaofthemyscira · 7 years

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Real Life Encounters Part 3

Pairing: MMA!Jason Todd/Torres x (fem!)Reader

Prompt: what if you met a real life Jason Todd? Amazing right? Here’s how it would go…

Warnings: SMUT SIN SMUTTY SIN SIN SIN SIN YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

A/N Hey, guys! It’s me, Artza, a.k.a. dc-hoe. Some of you may know me as your Smut Queen, Smut Empress, or Smut Goddess, what ever you like to call me. I just wanted to say that I feel honored collaborating with Lina and I hope you guys really like this story because I fucking love it. Anyways, for those of you who don’t know me, you should know in advance that my smuts tend to be really hot and sinful. I’ve written things that shook people to the core, things that’ll make you think about my smut even days after reading. But don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you guys…..well..maybe!

(Side note, THANK YOU ARTZA SO MUCH FOR THIS! Collaborating with you was amazing and I hope we can collab again :))))

Enjoy! 😉 ~

(all under the cut)

You and Jason soon began developing a relationship after the date. It was all magical, almost like something straight out of a book - well, more like a comic. Who knew you would actually end up dating the real life Jason Todd? The dates, the playful banters, the late night conversations about the future and life, everything felt extraordinary. You finally found a guy that made your life less boring.

The sex with this man though, my gosh you just couldn’t get enough. The way he keeps you on edge with just the flick of his hot tongue, they way he grips your hips as you wrap your legs around his waist, and the way he could turn from a caring gentleman to a rough sexy beast in just a few seconds. Oh God, the things he can do to you, with just one simple touch and he’s already down your throat.

It all started after he won another fight. The crowd was cheering as confetti filled the arena. You ran into the ring with Jason’s family. After they all congratulated him, you placed your hands on his sweaty shoulders, surprising him with a kiss. Jason soon brought you in closer, deepening the kiss. The crowd went wild when they saw you and The Red Hood together and some girls even gave you the stink eye, but you couldn’t care less, Jason Torres is finally your boyfriend and you’re going to keep him all to yourself.

That night made you realize how much you wanted him and how much he wanted you. Dick threw a party for Jason’s victory at, of course, Bruce’s manor, soon after the fight. After an hour of socializing, you and Jason both snuck away to his room, the kiss back at the ring wasn’t enough for the both of you and you were desperate for his touch again.

Jason pushed you down onto his bed and dove into the crook of your neck, sucking and nibbling your sweet spot as he frantically took off your clothes. You moaned, grinding your now naked hips into his, feeling his hard length through his jeans.

He sat back up and swiftly took off his shirt, tossing it somewhere on the floor and unzipped his pants as he gazed into your (e/c) eyes. His body was covered in scars and bruises, adding more to his bad boy demeanor. He looked down at your arousal and smirked, “Damn, baby, you’re soaked.”

“Jason,” you whimpered, lifting up your hips, “Please.”

The animalistic lust darkened his blue eyes, he licked his lips and pulled his pants down, leaving just his boxers on. He pinned your wrists above your head, rubbing his hard cock onto your wetness as the both of you slowly began to lose control. Jason groaned, letting go of your wrists, pulling back from your pussy and quickly took off his boxers.

You moaned at the sight of his thick cock, whimpering when he didn’t slip it inside you. He knelt down, face hovering above your wet pussy as he pumped his cock. You gasped when Jason slipped two fingers between your soaked lips and stretched them apart. He gave you one hard, long lick from your entrance all the way up to your clit and flicked it with the tip of his tongue. He moaned, repeating the same action multiple times after hearing you cry out his name, making him growl into your pussy.

Jason slowly started licking your slit, gradually increasing the pace as he pinched your clit. Your legs shuddered, you gripped the sheets, arching your back and let out a loud moan, “Oh, fuck!”

Jason smirked and started fucking your entrance with his tongue, feeling amused as you walls spasmed around his hot muscle. You shrieked, lurching your hips upward as he devoured your juices. He had to push your hips down, holding them in place with his arm as he kept pumping his cock with his hand.

Jason’s room filled with the sound of him lapping your wetness, your moans, and your gasps. Before you could cream into his mouth, he pulled back from your aching pussy, hovering above you and gave you a long sensual kiss. You cried into his mouth, tasting yourself as he rubbed your clit in circles. Jason moaned and pulled back, leaving you breathless as he took a few steps back from the bed, “On your knees.” He ordered.

You shivered with delight, loving how demanding he sounds. You quickly got off his bed and kneeled down to the floor, opening your watering mouth for his engorged cock. Jason groaned as he eased himself into your mouth, he cursed when you swirled your tongue under his cock, “Fuck!” He weaved his fingers into your (h/c) hair, gripping it into his fist and dragged his length out of your mouth before pushing himself further down your throat, “Mmm, you have such a sexy little mouth sweetheart.”

You moaned in response, sucking him off harder as he kept fucking your throat. You ran your hand up his thigh, running your other hand over his sweaty hard abs. Jason slammed his length down your throat, you choked around his cock but that didn’t stop you from looking up at his blue eyes.

“Fuck, your throat feels so good,” he hissed, “I can’t wait to fuck that tight little pussy of yours.”

You whimpered, feeling hot pleasure shoot all over your body. You massaged his balls, using your other hand to massage and pinch your breasts. Jason snapped his cock into your mouth a few more time before ordering you back on the bed, “Spread your leg wide open for me again.” He was so close but he needed to feel you wrap around him before releasing.

You did what you were told and opened your legs for him. Jason pumped his silkened cock, leaning down and spat on your swollen pussy. You bit back a moan as he slapped your arousal with his cock. Oh God, you couldn’t help it. You gasped, feeling him stretch your walls with his length. He didn’t hold back, you shrieked as he thrusts into your pussy hard, “Ah! Jason, you’re so big!”

He grunted, slamming his hips into yours, throwing his head back in pleasure as he rubbed your clit in circles, “Mmm, fuck!” He gasped.

Fire pooled inside your core, your walls clenched around his length, earning yourself another gasp from your boyfriend, “Harder.” you begged.

Jason leaned down, fucking you as hard as he can. He carried his weight with his arms, pressing his forehead against yours as he stared into your pleading eyes. You ran your hands up his back, feeling his muscles ripple as you scratched back down. You wrapped your legs around his waist, bringing him in closer.

Jason licked your bottom lip before plunging his tongue into your mouth. You can still taste yourself from before as your tongues rolled over each other. The both of you started feeling the pressure building up. Jason buried his cock all the way inside you. You felt him throb, moaning as he fucked you faster and faster. You cried into his mouth as the explosions of sizzling pleasure shocked your core. You cummed around his cock, moaning with Jason as he released jets of his cream, hitting your g-spot.

You and Jason, him still inside you, kept kissing each other for the next few minutes. He stroked your cheek, rubbing tiny circles around your waist. He then finally collapsed next to you, bringing you in closer into his chest as you both panted for air.

After finally calming down from your high, you started tracing his scars. You felt him shiver under your touch, “What’s wrong?” You whispered, voice raspy from deep throating him.

“It’s nothing,” he sighed, “That’s just a recent scar.” You hummed, moving over to the other scars scattered across his chest. You never knew why scars were so attractive, probably because they all tell a story. You wanted to ask him about them but decided now’s not the best time.

“Why do you fight?” You ended up asking.

He chuckled, “You’re asking me this now?”

“Just answer the question.” You giggled.

He took a moment to answer, “I fight because….I don’t know I just love the thrill of it. At first though, I wanted to prove something.”

“Prove what?”

He gulped, “To prove how strong I am to Bruce.” You looked up at him, eyebrows knitting together, “Jay, you don’t have to prove anything.”

“Yeah but -”

“No,” you snapped, “you listen to me, you don’t have to prove anything to anyone, especially Bruce, I know he already knows how strong you are, you’re undefeated, Jason. You’re the strongest person I’ve ever met.”

His blue eyes lit up, his face grew into an adorable smile, “Really?”

You laughed, “Yes, really.”

He kissed your forehead, “Thank you, mi amor.”

And with that, you two drifted into a deep sleep.

TAGGING:

@just-a-girl-maybe @saltyteengirl @ioczurma@avengerdragoness@crazymangaluv @wynterrobin @dc-hoe@hellomgann1296 @solis200213 @pertaterswithcheese

#Jason Todd #jason todd x reader #real life jason #collaboration work

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the-scavengergirl · 4 years

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Lina talks

2020 what a year right?

If anyone had said this is what we were looking at 7 months ago I’d have called them nuts. But then again maybe we all should have expected it with that shitty ending we got in TROS.

But that isn’t why I’m writing this shit post, I’m sure you have all seen the random shit show that is my page, and I’m sorry...but I’m not. My tags are litty titty. And I’ve moved many a thread to discord. But I’ve also been having a shit time not only with threads, with life, the fandom. Which saddens me so much because anyone who knows me, knows I love Star Wars so very much. Almost as much Harry Potter ( Draco, and Hermione specifically ) if not more, but this fandom is difficult. And who’d have thunk this far in we’d still be having so many issues. And I’m feeling so defeated.

I’ve had my share of tags from people, and chitchats to post drabbles, or being asked why I don’t do fanfics, or finish the ones I’ve started, and here is why--- it’s disheartening. Its frustrating and its a popularity contest. My Hermione blog I posted stuff left and right, and generally felt comfortable in my writing. I knew her, as I think I have a grasp around Rey. And I’m probably thinking this too much, but when you put so much into a characters portrayal its hard not to take it personal.

I’ve seen my ideas, and some going as far as taking my posts and literally only changing a few words and using them for their own. and it makes me want to leave all together. But I love to write. And maybe tomorrow I’ll feel different. I’ve stayed off here, and kind of limited my interaction. Not talking to most people in general, minus my one friend he’s been amazing and trying to keep me from losing my mind completely. But then again the idea of not being in the fandom makes me impossibly sad. At the moment I have TROS on and perhaps I’ll begin reading the novel and it will give me some inspiration. I just know everything feels a bit off. But if you’ve taken the time to read this shit, and would like to propose an idea drop me a line, and we can think of something. For those of you I’ve had threads with, I’m so very sorry about my lack of activity 2020 has been very hard on us all. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t missed you all dearly.

Thank you, and I hope to be back and in more active swing of things!

<3 Rey Mun

#random blabbing #might delete this #feeling very defeated #writing #roleplay #probably need sleep

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rollzerox · 5 years

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Oh! Can I have a request? Yona telling Jeaha and Lina that she’s pregnant again with baby #2 and their reactions!

Mal you’re spoiling me with these requests with Lina

Jae-hasighed as he was pacing outside the healer’s quarters. Yona had been violentlyill the past few days and everyone was worried about her, she kept insistingshe was fine but after yesterday that she couldn’t keep anything down Yooninsisted she needed to go see a healer at the next town they got to. Yona reluctantlyagreed but only took Yoon with as the others were fretting over her too much.Valerie had just given birth to her daughter Fuu a few days ago so she wasn’tin shape to look the princess over. So most of the group stayed back at campwith her while Jae-ha and Lina tagged along, but Yona said she didn’t want toscare her daughter so she told Jae-ha to keep her outside.

“… Is mommygoing to be ok?” Lina whimpered, staring at the door to the small hut.

“I’m sureshe’ll be fine, treasure.” Jae-ha said, petting her on the head and hiding howmuch he was shaking on the inside with fear. They had been traveling a lotlately and the last town they visited had an epidemic, Yona insisted on helpingthe people of that town but Yoon was afraid she could have contracted the virusthere. Now Jae-ha was blaming himself for not just dragging his wife out ofthere before she got sick, but he had to get Lina away first as they agreedthey couldn’t let their sweet daughter get sick. And Yona was stubborn, when itcame to the people of the kingdom and she could help she never backed down… Itwas one of the things he loved about his wife, but it was never good for hisheart…

“They’rejust going to make sure and get mommy some medicine.” Jae-ha said, ruffling hisdaughter’s hair. “You know mommy, she’s stubborn and won’t take sitting down.Grandma Yoon had a hard time getting her to agree to just go to a healer. AndAuntie Valerie couldn’t really look her over since she’s still recovering fromgiving birth to your new cousin.”

Lina poutedas she sat on the doorstep to the hut. “But why can’t we be in there with mommyand Grandma Yoon?”

“Because thedoctors need to ask mommy a lot of questions and she doesn’t want to scare you.Also she doesn’t want to make you sick so that’s why mommy has been stayingaway for the past few days from you.” Jae-ha explained, sitting down andpulling the small child into his lap. “Daddy doesn’t mind if he gets sick frommommy but we don’t want you to get ill, treasure.”

Lina frownedat that. “But I’m supposed to protect mommy! I’m her dragon right?” she whimpered.

“Are you soeager to replace me treasure?” Jae-ha teased, petting her on the head. He knewhis daughter didn’t mean that, and luckily she didn’t know just yet about hisfate and he wanted to keep it that way. That’s why he was panicking so muchwith worry about Yona getting this ill, he was the one that should be startingto slow down in health not her! It would kill him knowing Lina could possiblylose both her parents around the same time… “Are you trying to tell papa thathe isn’t doing a good job protecting your mother?”

“Daddy! I didn’t mean it like that!” Linawhimpered, hugging him. “Nobody can replace you as mommy’s best protector! ButI wanna help!”

‘Oh Lina dear… If only you knew you are myreplacement…’ Jae-ha sighed, unconsciously rubbing at his dragon leg thathad been bothering him since the other day when his jumps were weakened, butshook it off as he kissed his daughter’s forehead. “You just turned sixrecently, that’s too young to be worrying about protecting someone. Let your parentsfocus on protecting you for now.”

Inside thehut, Yona’s face had turned pale and her jaw slack, she had dropped the cup ofwater she had been holding as she couldn’t process what the healer just toldher. “I-I’m….”

“Well shit.” Yoon swore, pinching hisnose. “Now I feel really stupid it didn’t cross my mind. Honestly I’m surprisedyou two lasted this long, Valerie and Hak got married and had two kids since yougave birth to Lina after all…”

Yona’s cheeksheated up as her mind was racing. “… W-with how easily it happened with Lina wewere being careful the first couple of months but… After that…”

“You got complacent.”Yoon finished for her. “At least it’s not what I was worried at first, butreally Yona you need to get better about tracking your cycle! Also you aretotally going to take it easy this time, you were so damn lucky you didn’t miscarrywith Lina, I swear that was the dragon’s blood protecting her!” he sighed andguided her out. “You better tell your husband because I know he’s worried sickabout you, so is everyone else.”

Yona nodded,placing her hands over her stomach and trying to process it. “I still can’tbelieve-“ she was cut off as Lina perked up hearing them come out.

“Mommy!” Lina rushed up, hugging hermother. “Are you better now? Did the healer fix everything?”

“Well notexactly…” Yoon sighed, placing a hand on his hip. He blinked when Jae-ha grabbedhis shoulder.

“…. Is she going to be ok?” the Green Dragonmumbled, trying not to alert his daughter. He was still worried sick, and knewthe boy genius could give him a signal if Yona had a terminal illness or if she’dget better fast.

Yoon sighedand turned to the princess. “Go ahead Yona, tell him.”

Yona lookedat the boy genius with a groan, being put on the spot with just finding outherself like this was hard enough. But she chose to explain to her daughter firstas she bent down to the child’s level. “Mommy is fine, really. She just foundout something good actually.” She smiled, hugging Lina and stroking her hair. “You’regoing to have a sibling just like Ura.”

“… What…?” Jae-ha froze right on thespot, his eyes wide in shock. “Yona dear…?”

Yoon snorteda laugh. “Guess Valerie can stop teasing you about being a one time shotwonder, looks like you’re going to be a father again, Jae-ha.”

Yona flushedand nodded to her husband, smiling as her daughter’s face lit up. “So I’m goingto be a big sister?” Lina asked, clearly excited as Ura had been bragging toher ever since Fuu was on the way. “Is it gonna be a brother or sister mommy?”

“I don’tknow yet Lina, the baby is in mommy’s tummy right now.” Yona giggled, pettingher daughter’s hair. “Just like Auntie Valerie your mommy is going to givebirth to a little baby, that’s why I’ve been sick lately sorry to worry you.” Shelet go of Lina and stood up, smiling at her husband. “I’m so sorry Jae-ha it didn’tcross my mind that-“ she was cut off in surprise when Jae-ha just scooped herup into his arms, kissing her deeply.

Yoon blushedas he looked away, hearing Lina giggle at her parents being so affectionate.

Jae-ha twirledYona around a few times before setting her down, breaking the kiss merely tocatch a breath before mashing his lips against hers two, three, four timeswhile holding her close, leaving her breathless when their lips finally didpart. “You’ve made me the happiest man alive, Yona love… I can’t wait to greetour second child into the world.”

Yona blushedas her eyes fluttered, her heart pounding madly in her chest. “Jae-ha… I loveyou.”

“I love youtoo, princess of my heart.” Jae-ha purred, nuzzling his nose against hers. “You’reso gorgeous, I should have realized you were carrying another precious treasureof ours.”

“GrandmaYoon? How did you find out the baby got into mommy’s tummy?” Lina asked.

“Ehhhh….. It’ssomething you’ll find out when you’re older…” Yoon said, shaking his head. “Don’tworry about it, ok? Let’s go to some of the shops to get some medicine for yourmom ok? Growing a baby inside you makes you kind of sick, because you’re growinga whole person. Your mom’s going to need to start taking it easy.”

Jae-hasmiled at that. “Agreed, so you can help there Lina-chan. Make sure your mommydoesn’t overdo it and behaves herself, so you can protect her and the baby.”

“Ok!” Linalit up at that. “I will daddy! Let’s get the medicine Grandma Yoon!” shegrabbed at the boy genius’ hand and dragged him along, he chuckled at her enthusiasm.

Yona pouted atthat. “Using Lina again me? No fair husband.”

“You have anasty habit of pushing yourself, Yona love.” Jae-ha purred, kissing her again. “Mmmmmmaybe we can talk Yoon into looking after Lina tonight so we can celebrate…” hecaressed her sides, making her hum in approval.

“… Just… Promise me one thing husband.”Yona said, looking to the side as she tugged on his robes.

“Oh? And whatis that?” Jae-ha asked, blinking.

“… You have to live to meet this baby.”Yona said, a determined look in her eyes. “I know about your crash the otherday, Zeno told me.” She whimpered. “I don’t want our child to have never mettheir father, it’s going to be hard enough for Lina when you…” tears formed intoher eyes.

“Yona dear…” Jae-ha sighed, her tearsmaking his heart ache as he leaned in, kissing at her eyes to clear away thewetness as he took her hands into his, placing a kiss on their joined hands. “…I’ll do my best. I promised you I’d live as stubbornly as possible and to attemptto beat my predecessor’s record. You know me, I won’t go down that easy.”

“I know, butstill I want you by my side.” Yona said, pulling his head down for anotherkiss. “… For as long as we possibly have left, thank you for helping me bringanother life into this world with our love.”

“I should bethe one saying that, Yona darling.” Jae-ha smiled at that, bending down topress his face against her stomach. “Grow well, my little treasure.”

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