#nope sorry can't stop drawing her

[miyu-d]

Ace with the tailor reader part 2

A/N: @boomboom-tanjiro2019 it made me so happy when you requested a part 2. Here it is. I'm sorry it took me some time. Hope you'll enjoy this...

[ Part 1 ]

Everyone was so happy about Ace's arrival and threw a party to celebrate. They were talking and laughing so loudly when you went there after finishing your work. It was more lively than other days. Chopper was showing his chopstick dance to Ace, and he was laughing at it. Then Sanji came out of nowhere and served you a drink.

"Neeehhh~ Y/N-chwan! I brought you your favorite..."

"Thank you, Sanji-kun." You smiled and took the drink.

When you gave your attention back to Ace, he was already looking at you, resting his chin on his hand. A spark ran through your body, and your legs felt a little numb when you saw the way he was looking at you. A small smile curled in the corner of his mouth. His eyes were talking, looking deep into your soul. That moment was so intimidating; you felt time had stopped, and only two of you were in the room. You looked back into Ace's eyes with the same passion, subconsciously. Only a few seconds passed, but it felt like forever.

You snapped out of it when you heard Chopper screaming and yelling. Both of you immediately broke the eye contact and looked at him. You got relaxed for a moment when you saw it was nothing serious, just Luffy playing with Chopper.

But you didn't have the guts to look back at Ace again. You walked towards a seat in the corner, hoping no one else saw what happened between you and Ace.

(Actually, only Robin saw it. She giggled a little to herself and went back to reading her book.)

At night, you went to the spot on the ship where you loved to sit and draw new designs while enjoying the sea breeze. You kept thinking about what kind of outfit you could make for Ace. Even though you had so many ideas when you first met him, now you can't imagine him wearing anything other than his significant outfit—no top, just a short with some accessories.

You leaned back more comfortably and looked out at the calm sea. After a few minutes passed, you let out a huge sigh and opened your sketch book. You felt the presence of someone, so you lifted your head up and looked. You saw Ace watching you, leaning over the railing.

"How long have you been there?"

"Not so long," Ace said, slowly walking towards you. "So... what are you doing there?"

"Nothing special. Just... trying to design some new clothes, I guess..."

"Can I see?"

He was really interested in it. So you showed him your designs and explained them to him. You had no one to talk to about this before. So you enjoyed telling him everything. You talked his ears off. Ace also enjoyed listening to your ramblings. He shared his thoughts about them too... You two became more comfortable with each other.

"I don't like this one."

"Whaaaaaaat?? That is one of my favorites."

"But it's too plain."

"That makes it more elegant."

"Add some sequins or something."

"Nope. Not gonna happen. This is perfect."

Ace gave you a pouty face. He sat down on the floor and started to mutter to himself.

"Oh, come on, Ace~" You also went and sat down next to him. "Fine, I will design a new dress the way you want. So leave that one alone. Okay?"

He stayed pouty.

"Okay?" You peaked to see his face. "Hmm?"

He kept hiding his face from you.

You signed and gave up on pestering him. You leaned on your back and looked up at the sky.

...

"Why do you care about it anyway? Do you want it for your girlfriend or something?"

"What? No!! I don't have anyone!!! It's just..." He blushed and looked away. "I thought it would... look good on you that way."

"Maybe... maybe that plain one, that one you called elegent, or something is also... look good on you."

He gave you a quick look, checked what you were wearing, and looked away again. "That one also looks good on you.."

Ace was so flustered. "Anything looks good on you." He was really a flustered mess.

You tried your best not to laugh. You wondered where that cool and firm Ace had gone. But you loved this side of him more.

You slowly put your head on his shoulder and whisper, "I think anything looks good on you too."

He slowly tilted his head and looked at you. You smiled at him. He blushed and looked away. You couldn't help but chuckle.

You had no idea how you got the confidence to act like this, taking the lea and all. But somehow, you could.

"Let's go" You pulled him by his hand and started walking.

"Where are we going?" Ace let you pull him and followed you.

"You are my new and first fashion model. I'm gonna make you the best outfit ever. (Y/N)'s designs, special edition, one and only, only for you, Ace collection, first outfit."

Both of you chuckled and walked to your sewing room, holding hands and swinging them back and forth.

Masterlist

#Sorry if you felt cringy while reading this 😂 #i have my final exams in a month and my head is a mess #Thank you for reading #one piece x reader #ace x reader #portgas d. ace x reader #portgas d ace #portgas d ace x reader #portgas d. ace #one piece #op #one piece x you

[plus-i-miss-you]

hi!!! could i request mikoto or/and kotoko with a socially awkward prisoner reader? have a great day ^^!

▷ listening to:

"it's okay, i'll sit next to you even in silence" (gn!reader)

⇆ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ılıılıılıılıılıılıㅤ

♪ note: hello hello! sorry this took so long, but i hope you still enjoy reading it <3

♪ summary: it doesn't matter if social interactions are a bit hard for you, because your intimidating wolf girlfriend and/or your boyfriend that looks like he was made at a regular guy factory would still love you the same.

♪ warnings: none! also you can interpret these hcs as being in a relationship with both of them or separately. also kotoko might be a bit ooc.

mikoto kayano.

♪ oh.. you're a quiet one, aren't you? well, that's okay! he doesn't mind, really, he finds it kinda cute- ah, that probably sounded rude, haha.. it can be a little hard for mikoto to understand what you want to say sometimes, but he really will try his best to understand it. you can write him a note or point at an object and he will go ":O!! okay i get it now :D" he will also try not to be too overwhelming for you, so if you feel like your social battery is running out, you can always tell him to stop, he won't be mad at you or anything! he just wants you to feel comfortable.

♪ mikoto can notice when you're feeling like you don't want to participate in a conversation or finding it hard to find the right words to say, so if you don't mind, he will say the things you want to say for you! or even if you don't want to actually talk to anyone, but it's obvious that you have something to say, he will help you with anything you might struggle with. for example, maybe you don't like your food, but you're too scared to say anything about it, he will notice it and ask if you want to have some of his instead. it might take him a while to notice that something is wrong, but he really is trying his best and you appreciate it a lot.

♪ when mikoto is feeling tired, he actually finds your presence very comforting. it's like.. he doesn't have to act like everything is okay, maybe? also he really does find your awkwardness cute! it's okay, you don't have to say anything! he's just happy to be here with you. when you two hang out, it's either mikoto doing most of the talking or you two just chilling and doing your own thing, but still enjoying each other's company. maybe it's mikoto explaining you something and you just nodding, or him drawing something while you do something else, but still softly poke his shoulder, basically asking if it's okay to take a look.

♪ mikoto understands that being socially awkward can be very hard and you may feel lonely or isolated from others in some way. it's okay, he has moments like that too sometimes. he doesn't know what it was like for you before milgram and he's actually a little worried about you, but he hopes that you can at least feel more comfortable here and it's not too hard for you to talk to other prisoners. and if you're having any trouble, you can always ask him for help!

kotoko yuzuriha.

♪ oh, so.. social interactions are hard for you? okay. no, seriously, she's fine with it. you thought she would leave you or something like that? nope, as you try to explain to kotoko that you have some problem with socializing, she just nods and keeps her usual face expression but on the inside? she's going "GOD I WANT TO PROTECT THEM FROM EVERYTHING SO BAD". there must be some kind of reason why socializing is hard for you, right? it's okay, she won't ask unless you want to talk about it. but if anyone in this prison decides to even lightly tease you about this, it's on sight.

♪ kotoko is not really a "loud" person herself and she's not that extroverted, so you feel surprisingly comfortable around her. it's just.. because of her face expression and tone of voice, you can't help but feel like you've done something wrong most of the time. so when she notices that you're acting kinda weird and asks you what happened and you scream because of how scared you are and start apologizing.. okay, you really are hiding something from her, aren't you. 

♪ when you finally tell her the truth and say that you just find her a little bit.. intimidating, she just goes "... oh" and sighs. okay, yeah, she can't deny that she probably has a vibe like that. she actually apologizes for scaring you and says that she can't really control it, but at least this way she can scare off anyone who tries to hurt you. she looks at you and sees a cute little bunny shaking and crying and in need of someone protecting them from this cruel world. all of this in a good way.

♪ you two literally have the "they asked for no pickles" dynamic. if you're having problems with anything, kotoko is already here. you don't know why she's here. you don't know how and when she got here. she's just here, standing right behind your back and asking what's wrong. actually, you don't have to answer, she already knows. who does she have to kill- beat up. she meant beating someone up. what do you mean it's not better. okay, she'll just kill them then. no? okay. okay sorry. she just loves you a lot. please let her protect you.

#💌 requested! #milgram #milgram x reader #mikoto kayano #mikoto kayano x reader #kotoko yuzuriha #kotoko yuzuriha x reader

[careful-please]

His hand is poised to knock, loose fist stopped mid air when he hears a crash from behind the door. With everything that has happened to her during her time at the base he really can't be blamed for the huge spike of fear that shoots through him. He immediately opens the door, his other hand already reaching out to help her.

"Beth-"

Instead of his worst fears, he is greeted with the sight of her pale, plump thighs wiggling her rump in the air as she reaches over the side of the bed for something that had obviously fallen, cursing mildly as she sits back to scowl at it in her hand. The oversized hoodie she wore was the only thing protecting her modesty and the cursed thought that she might not be wearing any knickers refused to let him think of anything for a solid minute before he forced himself to focus.

"Lass, are you alright?" He asked while fighting back a deep flush and averting his gaze from the sight of her long, pale legs.

"Oh. Captain. Yes I'm fine. Do you need something?" She tilted her head slightly while looking up at him.

"I- no I just- i heard a crash but I guess it was a false alarm. " He rubbed the back of his neck as he finished. 

"Oh yeah.  Just me being a clutz again. Nothing bad." She was fidgeting with the hoodie, expression barely hiding her frustration.

" You know you can talk to me about anything, sweetheart. You don't have to bottle it up. Im sorry you had to experience that. I discharged him, so it shouldn't be a problem ever again. "

"Ah. Well I'm just frustrated about my shorts. They were my favorite. " she sighed heavily. " The boys tried to make me feel better. But everything has just been off since. Feels almost like they wasted their efforts. And that makes me feel guilty, I don't want it to be a waste. Just- nothing is going right since that-." She makes a vague gesture.

Price nods in understanding.

"I understand. Im sorry you're feeling frustrated." He runs a hand through his hair. "I wish I knew how to help. "

She perks up and pats the bed beside her, silently beckoning he to sit as she speaks.

"It's enough knowing you care so much. I really appreciate everything you do for me. I still feel helpless sometimes and it's comforting to know I can lean on the team. I feel like a burden but there's not much I can do about all this. Hunting the people who tortured me and ghost will take time. I just wish I could fight with you."

"Bunny, I never want you in harms way. You aren't a burden. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met. But you are still just a civilian. Im not going to put a gun in your hands. Never."

Price wraps an arm around her in comfort, drawing her close. She lays her head on his shoulder and sighs gently.

"I know you don't want to, but with how determined life is to hurt me, you may not have a choice one day. I ought to know the basics at least. If nothing else, I should know how to engage the safety on any gun."

"Well,  maybe. But I'm not letting you shoot any of them. " he concedes with a huff.

"Awww come on. " she whines, trying to looks at him with puppy dog eyes. It's ruined by the grin she tries to hide unsuccessfully.

" Nope. Not gonna happen, Bunny. Not on my watch." Price shakes his head firmly.

She looks down at their legs pressed together and shifts from side to side.

"But we aren't on your watch. I think you left it in your desk." Now her grin is obvious and cheeky.

Price tries hard to keep a stern look of disapproval but can't help a grin of his own.

" Bunny." He warns.

"Aww come on.  That was clever and you know it."

Price just shakes his head again.  They stay like that for a few moments until Price can no longer resist.

"Why aren't you wearing any bottoms?"

"Ah. Just got out the shower. "

"Oh. I see. ...."

She looks at him expectantly.

"......are you....?" He nods at her lap.

This grin is salacious.

"Wanna find out?" She winks.

His face is quickly turns red as he groans.

"Seriously?! Why must you be such a bloody tease?"

" Because I'm your Bunny. You love it anyway. " she giggles.

He growls as he moves to push her onto the bed and leaves kisses all over her face and neck.

" Your going to be the death of me." He grumbles half heartedly. One of his hands sliding up her thigh to confirm she is,  in fact, not wearing knickers.

#carefulwrites #cod mw2 #john price #cod john price #price x reader #fem reader #reader is a barracks bunny #reader is a secret badass #she broke a blokes nose #cause he ripped her shorts #trying to cop a feel #141 was pissed

[sofiiel]

Cryptid!Eddie x Reader | PART TWO

⇠Part 1 | Next⇢

A/n: I will title these and create a masterlist at some point. The tag #sofiiel cryptid!fic will help track or block this series.

Warnings: Slight Angst. Comfort. Cuteness. Fluff. Mentions of Alcohol.

You wake with a sigh, you always did have such vivid dreams.

Rubbing the sleep away from your eyes, you slip out of bed to start your morning routine. Even with the infamy your father left you with, it did draw in many customers for your grand opening.

"Which means, today might be another busy day." you exhaled.

Drawing your robe closed you round your divider and as with every morning...

"Mrooow"

Toad greets you in her lazy graveled mew. You turn to wish her good morning, and your mouth falls open.

You blink and rub your eyes before looking again.

"Nope, still there." you think.

Your gaze is caught by the lanky friend Toad was curled above like a pillow.

"So it wasn't just a dream. You weren't just a dream." you murmur.

Exhaling, you shake your head. "Oh, this might have been a bad idea." your mind lulls. But as you watch Eddie curled up, buried in his blankets and hugging his pillow, you find it hard to regret your decision.

You're taken back to the look in his eyes the night before. You'd known the feeling within them very well.

"He needed somebody. He still needs, somebody." you say to yourself. But beyond that, over there in such a state with Toad hovering over him almost protectively.

Well, you'd seen scarier.

You laugh silently to yourself as Eddie's head moves beneath the blankets, mashing his face into the pillow.

"Who knows how long it's been since he's gotten a good rest." you find your self thinking.

"We'll let him sleep, Toady." you tell your cat in a whisper. She blinked at you long and slow, but flicked you an annoyed swish of her tail. It was as if she were telling you, "shhh, my new kitty is sleeping."

You gesture to zip your lips and give Toad a thumbs up as you make your way back to your trundle. It was time to grab your clothes and get dressed.

Stepping out from the bathroom, you poured yourself your favorite morning beverage and sipped it quietly. Going over a mental checklist in hopes maybe today you'd remain more organized.

"I've been putting a lot of the organizing on the new employees lately." You mentally scold yourself. "That's not very nice of a new boss."

From the pile of blankets on the sofa came a soft murmur and soon frantic breathing.

You carefully lower your mug away from your lips, eyes studying your new roommate. His body twitched, and another grumble came from him.

"I didn't-" Eddie murmured, his voice pleading.

Following after came a series of agonized whimpers that cause your breath to lump in your throat.

Before you knew it, your body had willed itself over to his side, mug abandoned on the small kitchen counter.

"I'm....sorry, I'm-" he uttered softly.

"Hey," you call to him, but he doesn't stir, body trembling under the bedding.

Taking a breath, you gently nestle your hand on his back, lightly rubbing a circle between his shoulder blades. A trick your grandmother used to do when you were very small.

"Shhh," you hushed. "They're only dreams, even the bad ones." you pause in your circle as Eddie flinched.

"Even the worst ones, the memories. You're sleeping, and they can't hurt you." you continued to whisper.

The murmurs stopped, and his breathing was still frantic. You kneel beside him on the floor with a soft sigh. Rubbing his back, "Think of something nice, a pleasant thought." you quietly encourage him.

You're not sure if he can hear you through his dreaming. Looking to Toad she curled herself up into a tight ball and lay down her head on him.

"The bright colors of the autumn leaves, the way they crunch beneath your feet and skitter in the wind." you hum.

"The smell of spices and cider, a good book with music softly playing as you lose yourself in a land so far away."

Eddie's breathing calmed, a noise not unlike a purr rumbling from beneath the blankets.

"Are you there now with that book, I wonder?" you ask, a smile finding its way to your face. You tilt your head and get to your feet, satisfied with his gentle, calm snores.

"I wonder what you're reading there." you ponder, turning back to the kitchen to finish your drink and breakfast before work.

You scrawl a note for Eddie should he wake, and leave for your shop below.

The air of the bakery carried the heavy scent of all of autumn's baked wonders. The alluring fragrance of roasted coffee beans, of freshly melted caramel, seeping into the wood and through the door cracks.

You tied on your apron and put on your game face when the front door chimed.

"Good morning ____!" Called the chipper smile of your first hire. His dark young eyes that held the calm of an old soul. In his arms, he carried a half empty box of flyers.

"Good morning, Lucas." you greet him.

"Bursting through the door after him huffing and puffing was an unruly windblown head of honey colored hair. "I'm on time! I made it!" she panted.

"Robin!" you gasped, brows knitting. "What happened to you?"

Lucas set his flyers down on the checkout counter, and turned his attention to Robin. She desperately tried to smooth down her hair.

"Steve's back in town because, reasons, and he got a flat in my tire. I had to have it changed, and then Vickie needed a ride to campus and I got stuck behind two school buses and-"

You and Lucas nod absently with wide eyes as Robins frenzied ranting.

"And then some jerk in the loudest car on this earth, cut me off. So i flipped him the bird, and then he slowed down more. And-"

"And you've had a very rough morning." you finish for her.

Robin simply sighed in frustration. "Yes." she said.

"Well apron up! We may be having a busy day again." you advised.

Upstairs, Eddie's eyes fluttered open, peering into the dark of his cave of blankets. For a moment his memory was hazy and then in a burst of energy he flung free of his cave.

Toad released a displeased howl and leaped onto the back of the sofa. Her eyes narrowing at her new kitty, scolding him.

Eddie's wild bedhead fell around his face as he turned his head left and right.

The room was empty.

He left the sofa and rushed as quietly as his taloned feet would allow, grasping the edges of the divider he knocked against it. "Um ____?" he asked shyly.

No one answered, "are you sleeping?" he asked.

The silence remained, and Eddie's pulse quickened.

"Are you there?" he questioned, hands shaking as he gripped the side edge of the divider. Lightly biting his lip, Eddie peeked around the divider.

A relieved sigh flowing from his chest at the sight of the empty ruffled bedding. Turning around, Eddie's eyes fell on the open bathroom door, and an uneasiness found its way into his stomach yet again.

"Not here. Where did you go?" he asked.

It was hard to ignore the tiny voice inside that wanted him to believe you'd left to report finding a creature in the night. That'd you'd come to your senses and fled.

"Monsters don't have friends, and in real life, nobody cares about them. They are simply exterminated." it said to him.

Eddie quietly returned to the worn blanket that'd been offered to him the night before. Sitting crisscross on the sofa, he wrapped himself in it like a hug.

Toad watched as her kitty sulked and hopped down from her perch, up onto the coffee table. She sat like a bookend, perfectly placed, a single paw on the corner of a sheet of line paper.

"Mrow" she mewed.

Eddie's eyes wandered cautiously to the cat. She was friendly enough last night, but he'd rather not risk getting scratched. Lest she changed her mind.

Toad's tail swished around, more wildly, the longer Eddie took to do as she said.

"Mroow." she mewed deeper, sniffing at the sheet of paper.

Eddie's eyes landed on it, spotting the handwriting, he dared to lean forward and reach for it. Long fingers, hesitating a moment before the cat.

Toad huffed quietly, leaving the coffee table with a flick of her tail. She didn't have time for this now, her stomach was currently telling her it was time for break fast.

With a graceful leap, Toad ran across the room, to the cracked window and slipped outside. She felt like fresh poultry this morning.

Eddie shook his head at the odd cat and reached out to take the paper.

"Gone to work, make yourself at home." he read out loud.

"Fridge is full, big remote is for tv, little one is for stereo." his eyes scanned your writing.

"Beer under sink, you look like a beer guy."

A small smile ticked onto Eddie's face as he turned to look at the kitchen. Getting up, Eddie investigated under the sink, and there it was, a six-pack ring with four left.

His eyes sparkled. "Oh, I like you, you little nut." he murmured. Reaching for them.

Taking his claw, Eddie carefully punctured the side of the can and guzzled from the hole.

It was warm, but god, it had been so long since he'd had one. It tasted like gold on his tongue.

He opened the fridge and quickly raided it, stooping down to fit, and filling his winded arms with various packed leftovers. His tail swishing happily behind him.

With another busy day halfway over, you are exhausted. It wasn't all honeysuckle and roses, however. Lucas ran out at least two packs of rambunctious teens trying to get a glimpse of the "Alien Hellgate Madman's" daughter.

The rumors were starting to get ridiculous. But that's what happens when a former WMD officer for the FBI has a very public meltdown. Let alone when it causes damage to private government property, a property shrouded in enough taboo to fill the Mississippi.

"I think you two should be ok while I'm gone. I want to go and get the rest of these flyers out." Lucas said as he collected the box into his arms.

"You should really take a chance to sit down, we've all be on our feet all day." You advise him.

Robin chuckles, "Lucas as enough energy to run a marathon. He'll be fine."

Lucas simply smiled and headed out the door.

"Me, on the other hand, my dogs are barking like a litter of chihuahua puppies and this cup of cocoa is calling my name." Robin said.

She took a seat in the small love seat near the fireplace and curled up with her cocoa and a backpack. "I'm just going to get caught up on some notes for that term paper." she said.

Watching Robin sip her cocoa, you had to wonder, "Should I check on Eddie?"

He'd been left to himself for hours now. While yes, Toad was a shrewd lady of the house while you were away, she did take her morning and afternoon strolls faithfully.

"He didn't seem to like being alone." you recall the moment his hand flew out to stop you from leaving.

Turning your head, you peer at the fresh batch of cocoa simmering over the fire. "Robin, I'm going to go upstairs. I need to check on something." you call to her absently.

"Sure, say hello to little miss priss for me." she replied.

You reached into a lower cabinet and took out a thermos, filling it with the thick, frothy cocoa.

"Will do!" you say, heading for the lift.

Entering your studio, you close the door quickly behind you. It was only Robin downstairs, but the fear of someone seeing or finding Eddie was quietly gnawing in the back of your mind.

"Just checking in, I thought you might like some-"

Your words taper into silence at the scene before you.

"Homemade..."

Clutching the thermos, you walked slowly to stand before the coffee table. Peering at the blanket cocoon with the tail wrapped around it.

He lay curled in a tight little ball, only his face and tail showing, along with a sing claw from his back foot.

Empty Tupperware in a neat stack on the table, and two empty beer cans.

Eddie was knocked out, fast asleep.

A smile sprung to your face as you fought the urge to laugh. As peaceful as he looked, it brought to mind, "you probably haven't felt this comfortable in a long time."

Exhaling, you set the thermos on the coffee table and started to collect the Tupperware. "The cocoa can wait," you say to yourself before washing up the dishes.

With another sheet of paper, you leave a not to let Eddie know the cocoa is for him and that you'd checked on him.

Leaving it where you left the last you turned to leave.

Eddie's groggy voice, slowed your steps, "You don't have to go."

Turning around, you see he's sat up, rubbing his eyes with the bend of his wrist. "I'm up." he said.

"You should probably rest, seems like you need it." you tell him.

Eddie flashed an abashed smile, "I'd rather not...sleep." he confessed, fiddling with the fabric of the blanket.

Turning around, you go to him. Sitting nearby of the floor.

"Why not?" You ask him.

Eddie's eyes wandered away from you, "you know." he murmured.

You gave a tilt of your head.

Eddie twisted the fabric some more, his lips sucked in. "I was reading The Princess Bride."

He'd uttered the words so fast and low you'd almost missed them. Eddie seemed to curl into himself while avoid your gaze. Bashful eyes, wandering about the room, finally stole a side glance at you.

"Hm, you did hear me then." you hum.

"You don't have to be shy. I used to have nightmares all the time." you tell him. You disarm his embarrassment with a gentle smile, and it draws his attention to you.

"My grandma taught me that trick."

Eddie looked down at his claws. "I'm sorry i cleared out your fridge." he confessed.

You laughed loudly, "It's better than everything going to waste."

He peered up at you with brows raised high, a loud question mark on his face.

"Why're you doing this?" He asked carefully. "Not that I'm not...you know, grateful." Eddie spoke in a rushed murmur.

"Because last night you told m e you needed somebody." You sighed with a shrug. "Not with your mouth," you added with a wave of your hand. You tapped the corner of your eye. "But with these."

Eddie blinked a few times before a laughed fell softly from his lips. "I never expected to stumble upon a wise sage in the dark." he said to himself quietly.

You shrug, "oh trust me, I'm about as wise as you are scary." you teased.

Eddie smirked briefly, "now you're just humoring me." he said.

Folding your arms across your chest, you protest,"You were frightening for all of five minutes."

Eddie slowly smiled. "I'm not scary?" he asked.

"Have you seen the way you have to hunch down just to walk through doors? Or to stop your head from knocking against the ceiling?" You asked him.

With a nod towards the thermos, you got to your feet. "Drink your cocoa before it gets cold. It's the house specialty. Nice and frothy." you said.

A proud smile crossed your face, "it has marshmallows in it, homemade too, my grandmother's recipe." you boast.

On your way to the door, you stopped. Glancing back over your shoulder. Eddie fumbled about with his claws, attempting to twist the lid off.

"After all this time, you still aren't used to yourself?" You wonder, watching him.

From the corner of his eye, Eddie spots you watching and flashes a sheepish smile. You retreat back and open the thermos for him.

"Just this once." you sighed.

"We're going to get you used to...how you are. Then, we'll find out how to reunite you with your family." You said.

Eddie froze, "I-"

"No buts." you cut in.

"If they love you, they'd rather you like this, than no you at all. It's how love works, right? Ask yourself, would you care if this happened to them? Would you want them to stay away?" you reason with him.

Eddie shook his head, "of course not."

"It works both ways." you hum.

He watched you return to the door, "so do I call you Yoda or Gandalf?" he asked you.

"Call me either, and I might put you out." you chuckled into your playful warning as you head out the door.

The way went on fast, before you knew it, it was closing time, and you'd bid your goodbyes to Robin and Lucas. The shop was now still, with only the crackling of the weakening fire.

Closing up the curtain you exhaled, the day went strangely smooth for hiding a monster upstairs.

Though you were relatively sure he'd slept most of the day away.

"What else did he have to do, really?" you thought.

Your gaze shifted to the lift, it'd been about fifteen minutes that your employees had been gone. "I could use the help with clean up..." you thought.

Grasping the broom, you lifted it high, banging the stick to the ceiling.

A loud thud came crashing from above. You cringed at the sound.

Shortly after, the lift moved up away from the ground floor.

When it returned, Eddie's head peeked out from the doors.

"Everyone's gone," you assure him.

"What was all that noise?" you asked.

"You scaring the shit out of me." Eddie muttered, trudging out from the lift.

"Your tail!" you called out as the doors started to close.

Eddie quickly flicked it away and shrugged. "It's used to getting caught."

"You're very used to misfortune, aren't you?" you exhaled.

"My life's one giant curse, so why'd you-"

Eddie swallowed his words as the front door chimed loudly. You drew in a frantic breath, and it got caught in your chest. Your arms and legs prickling with the same panic that flashed in Eddie's eyes like police lights.

"Sorry, ____! I think I left my house key-"

You'd two moved faster than your brains could register. Eddie diving behind the counter as you struck a casual pose behind the cash register. Strumming your fingers against the buttons.

"O-oh, right, um..." your words failed you as you watched Lucas peer around the tables.

"There, right here, Dustin's visiting Susie over the fall. I would be locked out without this." he chuckled.

You try your best to laugh as well. "Got to be more careful, Lucas." you warn.

"That goes for you too, Jesus. That was close." you think to yourself.

"Well goodnight! See you tomorrow!" Lucas called with a wave, exiting the shop again.

You bid him goodbye and lingered in the silence after he left. You glance down at Eddie, whose still sprawled out on the floor.

Minutes tick by, and you finally give him the signal to stand up.

"You keep the floor really clean." he commented.

The door chimed again, and this time there was no time to hide.

"Holy shit, what is that!" Lucas shouted, his keys falling to the floor.

Eddie, tripping over his feet, stooped down behind you, hands gripping the string of your apron.

"Shhh! Lucas! It's fine. J-just close the door! Hurry!" You hiss in a ruffled hush.

Lucas did as he was told, but his eyes were large as she desperately scanned the room for a weapon.

"No, it's not fine. You don't know what you have behind you! That thing comes from a very bad place! Look, I can't explain but - you need to move away!" He warned.

You took a step back, "Lucas. He's friendly, I swear."

"They can be, but they don't stay that way. Trust me. My roommate Dustin tried to keep one, and it ate his cat!" Lucas shouted.

"Wait....you-you know what Eddie is?" - "hold up.... Henderson tried to keep one of the nasty things?"

You and Eddie voiced your questions at once.

"E-eddie?" Lucas stammered.

Eddie peered from around your body, and you tried to stand firm as a barrier. He gave Lucas a wave.

"Um, hey Sinclair..." Eddie murmured.

"You two know each other?" the disbelief dripped from your words as you looked between them.

Lucas however stood too amazed to speak.

"Right, next time, listen more carefully to the rumors about the city you plan on moving to." you sigh to yourself.

⇠Part 1 | Next⇢

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #cryptid!eddie x reader #demo!eddie x reader #eddie fic #sofiiel cryptid!fic #no reader physical descriptors #no use of y/n #eddie munson fic

[aphroditesmoon]

be sweet to me

tess servopoulos x sunshine!reader

summary; tess meets an unlikely match from her runback from bill and franks's.

warnings: mentions of robbery and violence.

a/n: not really making this a series but more of concepts? would u guys like that? like more hcs and oneshots of tess x sunshine!reader?

°°°

You were quite sure no one saw you, so quite sure. Until the woman is holding a gun againts the back of your head, demanding you to get up.

She had you againts the wall, back facing her before making you drop your backpack.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?" She asked mockingly. Though all you heard was the compliment. "You think I'm pretty- ah stop-" You yelped as she pushed you head back to the wall.

"I think you're stupid." She confirms. "Now answer the question."

"I'm a smuggler." You say bluntly. She frowns at your at ease demeanor. "Really?" She drawls. Your head snaps back towards her in a glare despite being held againts your permission. "I smuggle essentials you won't be able to compare with you second grade melatonin and cocaine." You snapped.

You expected her to smash your head on the wall or something, so when she laughs, you actually flinch in her grip.

When her laughter quiet downs, she eyes you with more curiosity than cross, her hold on you loosening. "You have medicine?" She asks.

Of course she'd ask that, you did brag about your smuggling. "Uh no." She frowns again.

"Toiletries?" She guessed. "Nope, sorry."

She sighs and let's go of you fully pushing you away slightly. "From the way you're talking I would've thought you'd have the damn cure for this shitshow yourself, but not even pads?" She sounded amused more than irritated, and you're starting to wonder why she doesn't just push you off and leave, now absolutely knowing you're harmless.

You should feel dumb, but being stupid is your permanent position in this world. So you smile at her as your eyes sparkles. "No pads, unfortunately, though I do have my own pack. But I promise what I have is much better than an infected cure."

Silence fills the gap between the two of you before she sighs again and nods her head towards you, signaling to continue.

Immediately you reach for you thrown bag pack, unzipping it and pulling out the warm, paper wrapped chicken sandwich, holding in like a baby in your arms before you slowly walk towards her, nudging it into her hands.

She was quiet for a second, hesitating to take it at first. But when the smell hits her nose and her hands holds it, you swore you heard her moan.

Immediately, her fingers move to unpack it, and without a second to think, she shoves the fresh sandwich into her mouth, and groans in happiness when the first bite hits.

"Jwezus-" She munches. You wait for her to swallow the first big bite. "How much do you want for this?"

Your eyes widen, taken aback. "Oh- well, I don't know? You're actually the first person to ask today, the others mostly just rob me." You replied jokingly, though the both of you knew you were telling the truth.

The way she's tapping her feet, you could tell you're making her impatient, so you drill yourself to have courage.

"I um- maybe, 5 ration cards?" You say slowly, drawing the words, making them sound more like a questions.

Her eyes widen in disbelief. "5? That's all?" She asks in disbelief. "You're really trying to die out here aren't you?" She shakes her head and you actually feel ashamed at her statement.

God knows even an apocalypse couldn't push you to grow some balls.

"Well-" You started, then immediately retreated to silence. She cocks her head at you and raise a brow, so you brave yourself again.

"I'm honestly in need of a place to stay, so far I keep getting raided most places I go, and these sandwiches can't make themselves from grass I mean-" You gave a nervous laugh, but she sees in your eyes you're so terrified you might actually start crying from the confession.

Life really hadn't been easy. But of course, after all the shit and people who've been messing with you, being nice to a beautiful scary lady is the only option your unarmed and unprepared self have instead of actually holding your own.

Being hit is better than being killed is what you've learned so far, especially when you don't even have a gun.

Her eyes turns softer and she gives a nod of understanding, finally seeing the odds.

You wait nervously for an answer, but she does provide one, only bending down to pick up your bag pack from the ground to sling it by her shoulders before starting to walk away from you.

She's robbing you, you thought.

Until a few steps away, she halts in her movement to turn around to look at you with a confusedly expression. "Well, ya coming or not? I can't eat all this meat myself can I?"

#tess servopoulos x reader #tess servopoulos #the last of us hbo #hbo the last of us #the last of us x reader #tlou x reader #tess tlou #theresa servopoulos #joel miller x reader #ellie williams #bill and frank

[willalove75]

Hiiiii, what about clips of Rebecca x fem!reader in the owners box throughout the stages in their relationship (close friends to lovers and all that good stuff.)

Thank you for that last story it turned out so well!💜

Ohhh I love this idea! Thanks for the request!!! 💕

And OF COURSE! I'm so happy you & everyone else liked it!! 🥲

Please send any and all other ideas you have my way!! I live for getting requests 😂🥰

"Come on! The match is gonna start soon!" Keeley says to you as she pulls you towards your seats.

She guides you into the owners box and stops at one of the rows.

"Rebecca! This is y/n, my friend I told you about! Y/n, this is Rebecca, the owner of AFC Richmond, and one of my very best friends!" Keeley says excitedly.

You look over Keeley's shoulder to see a beautiful blond woman sitting in the row, she looks over at you and you immediately take notice of her dazzling green eyes.

"Lovely to meet you, y/n." She says reaching out a hand.

"You too!" You say as you shake her hand.

You look over at Keeley to find out where you're sitting and she tells you the two seats next to Rebecca. She nudges you to go to your seat first and you make your way past Rebecca.

"Sorry," you say as you squeeze between her and the row in front of you. As you slide past her you get a glimpse of her cleavage. "Damn." You think to yourself. Your eyes look up and you make eye contact with her, you cheeks turn a light pink and you smile at her and plop down into your seat. Keeley slides past, Rebecca stands up and wraps her arms around her and pulls her into a hug. You're surprised at how tall she is when she stands. They separate and Keeley sits between you and Rebecca. The match begins and you hear Rebecca and Keeley yell

"GO RICHMOND!!"

You follow the game as best as you can, you were never a big sports fan and you've never been to a football match before. Halftime rolls around and Rebecca looks over at you.

"So y/n, are you enjoying the game?"

"Yeah! It's a lot of fun!"

"You have no idea what's going on do you?" Keeley teases you.

"Nope, not a clue. But it's still fun!" You laugh.

"Oh, is this your first match?" Rebecca asks.

"It is! I was never a big sports fan."

"Neither was I." Rebecca says, you look a little confused and Keeley interjects.

"Yeah until you got this club from your piece of shit ex husband! Now you love it, don't you Rebecca?"

"You know, I do." She says with a smile as she grabs Keeley's hand. She looks over at you and smiles.

"That's pretty awesome." You say back.

The game resumes and you get a little more into it, cheering with Rebecca and Keeley when the team scores a goal. The match ends in a draw and the crowd begins to disperse.

"So how did you like your first game?" Rebecca asks you.

"Oh it was awesome!" You say with a smile, energized from the atmosphere.

"Well, it was lovely meeting you, y/n." Rebecca says sticking out her hand.

"You too Rebecca!" You say and shake her hand.

She gives Keeley a squeeze and leaves. She struts away in her heels, she's a good looking woman you think to yourself as you observe her perfect hour glass figure.

You join Keeley for a few more games and become friendlier with Rebecca and get to know the people at Richmond better. You slowly start coming earlier and earlier to the games to spend more time with Rebecca.

"Higgins!" You say excitedly as you walk towards your seat.

"Y/n!" He says back, mirroring your excitement.

You give him a hug and take your seat. Rebecca walks down the steps and you see her.

"Hi Rebecca!" You say.

She smiles when she sees you and you can't help but smile back.

"Y/n!" She says as she walks up to you and you stand up.

She wraps her arms around you and gives you a hug. You hug her back and you're soaring. You smell the fabric softener on her shirt, a fresh scent, you get a whiff of the elegant perfume on her neck as she gives you an extra squeeze. You pull apart and she holds your arms and looks at you.

"How have you been?" She asks.

"I've been good! How about you?"

"Good, and I've been doing well thank you."

She smiles and rubs your arm and the both of you go to sit down. Keeley walks up a few minutes later and Rebecca gets up and gives her a hug, Keeley leans over Rebecca and gives you a hug. She sits down with Rebecca sitting between the two of you. The match starts and the cheering begins. Right before half time a penalty is called and Jamie Tartt takes the kick. Rebecca grabs yours and Keeley's hand in anticipation. You look over at her, laser focused on the match, you see her eyes sparkle and you get butterflies in your belly as you turn your attention back to the game.

Jamie kicks the ball and the goalie is just barely able to knock it away. Disappointment fills the arena as Rebecca loosens her grip on your hand, but doesn't let go. You peek over and notice she'd let go of Keeley's hand. A smile crosses your face as the butterflies flutter around in your belly. The whistle blows and the half ends, Rebecca looks at you, disappointed, and you give her a small, encouraging smile. She smiles back at you and gives your hand a little squeeze before letting go. The second half begins and ends, Richmond losing 2-1.

You attend more games, you and Rebecca subtly flirting more and more each game. Stealing glances at one another, finding any excuse to hold the others hand or lean into each other, showing each other things on your phones, laughing more at the other one's jokes, the usual.

You get to your seat before Rebecca and Keeley. You're sitting there for a few minutes before you see Rebecca walk towards you with a smile, holding two cups in her hand.

"Hey!" You say getting up to hug her.

"Hey!" She says handing you a cup. "Its horribly cold today so I got you a hot chocolate."

Your heart melts a little.

"Aw thank you so much," you lean in and give her a hug. "You didn't have to do that."

She holds onto you a little longer and tighter than usual. She feels warm against your cold body, you were practically shaking sitting there before. You part and look into each others eyes for a moment before taking your seats. The hot chocolate warms you from the inside out as you hold the cup between your hands. Rebecca looks over at you and smiles, she puts her arm around you and pulls you into her. You rest your head on her shoulder and you feel like you're in heaven. Her phone digs and she checks it, you avert your eyes from her screen trying not to look and be nosey.

"Oh no!" She says.

"What's wrong?" You look up at her concerned.

"Keeley isn't coming." She replies looking down at you.

"Oh no! Why not?"

"She has the flu."

"Oh man that sucks!"

She nods her head in agreement as she adoringly looks into your eyes. You look back into her green eyes and everything around you seems to vanish, the butterflies in your belly fighting to be released. She just barely leans in when the whistle blows and the match begins.

You're both distracted and turn your attention back to the pitch. With the moment gone, you both cheer for Richmond and watch the match. Halftime comes around and you get up to head to the bathroom, on your way back you pick up two more hot chocolates and bring one back to Rebecca.

"What is this?" She says happily as you hand her the cup.

"Well you got the first round, so it's only fair that I get the second." You say as you sit back down next to her.

She smiles and leans into you, you both sip on your drinks as the match continues. Richmond is able to tie the game 1-1, with less than a minute, a penalty is called and Dani Rojas takes the kick. You and Rebecca grab at each others hand and squeeze in excitement.

Dani makes the kick, the ball slams into the net and the crowd goes wild. You and Rebecca jump up and scream in excitement. She turns to you and wraps her arms around you and squeezes you as you squeeze her back. Rebecca pulls back a little, her arms still around you and looks out to the pitch with pride on her face. You watch her watching the team celebrating, you love seeing her like this, radiating with joy.

She looks down at you while you look up at her with soft eyes. The intensity in her eyes softens as she looks at you. Rebecca bends down and kisses you, you're initially shocked but you kiss her back as you pull her into you, your hands resting on her waist. You feel the butterflies exploding in your belly as her soft lips press against yours. The taste of hot chocolate is a sweet addition as it lingers on her lips. Your lips part and Rebecca looks a little surprised, not only at herself for kissing you, but also at the fact that you kissed her back. You smile up at her, she smiles back and you both return your attention back to the team celebrating.

For the next few weeks you and Rebecca sneak away during the match or at halftime for little makeout sessions. Offices, closets, bathrooms, wherever you can find an empty place where you won't be bothered. Keeley gets suspicious as you guys are gone for longer and longer each time you leave.

During a home match it's almost half time. Rebecca leans over to you and whispers something into your ear. You nod you head and she gets up to leave.

"Where are you going?" Keeley asks.

"I got an email I have to respond to so I have to run up to my office quick." She says as she leaves.

Keeley gives you a look and you shrug your shoulders and keep watching the game. Halftime begins and you get up and Keeley grabs you by the arm.

"And where are you going?!" She asks with intense suspicion in her eyes.

"I have to pee!" You say with a laugh, she lets go of your arm but doesn't seem to believe you.

You walk into the bathroom, because you do actually have to pee. You finish up and walk out, you do a quick scan to see if Keeley followed you and you slide into the boot room.

"There you are." Rebecca says as she grabs you by your waist and slides her hand to the back of your head.

"I'm sorry, I had to pee, but also Keeley is super suspicious so I think she tried to follow me." You say with a giggle as Rebecca brushes her lips against yours.

"Well did she follow you?" She asks.

"I didn't see her."

"Good."

She pulls you into her and your lips meet. You bottom lip slotted between hers, she sucks on it and a moan escapes from your mouth. You feel her smile into the kiss and her tongue slides into your mouth. The kiss becomes more intense, Rebecca grabs a handful of your hair with one hand and grabs your ass with the other. You have one hand on her hip, pulling her into you and the other grabs at her breast over her dress. You both try and muffle the moans you make as your hands explore each others bodies. Rebecca pins you against the side of the shelf and grabs your thigh, you lift it as she pushes her hips into you further. She moves her hand up and grabs your ass, her nails gently drag down your thigh until she grabs hold of it again. You move to her neck and kiss and suck on it as the scent of her perfume fills your nostrils. You nip and suck at her neck as she digs her nails into your thigh. You can feel her accelerated heartbeat as you suck on her pulse points, she throws her head back when you do. You slide your hand from her breast to the back of her head and grab a handful of her blond curls. You gently pull her head to the side to gain access to the other side of her neck and she gladly moves with you. She slides her hand down the front of your skirt and rubs you over your wet panties. You moan into her neck, aching for her, grinding your hips into her fingers, desperate for more. You hear her smirk at your reaction, you suck on her neck and her smirk turns into a moan. You smile while you continue, pleased with yourself. She rubs you more as your eyes roll, the intensity of your passion rising with every movement.

*BAM*

You both jump and you look over to the door, Keeley and Roy are standing there and you both freeze. Rebecca slides her hand out of your skirt and you drop your leg.

"I KNEW IT!" Keeley shouts as Roy stands there with a smirk.

You try and hide behind Rebecca, just peeking out over her shoulder as she looks over at them. She lets out a sigh and looks back at you. You look up at her, her cheeks flush, and she smiles at you.

"I think we've been found out."

"You sure as hell have!" Keeley yells.

You and Rebecca stare at each other for a minute, you both giggle out of embarrassment, but you also find the humor in the situation.

"Shit." You say scrunching your nose.

She chuckles and kisses your nose before she turns around.

"All right, you caught us." She says with one arm in the air and the other around your waist.

Keeley interrogates you both for the rest of the game and you tell her how it all started. She asks where we would go to hook up and Rebecca tells her some of our places, but keeps the best ones a secret for us to utilize later. Rebecca winks at you and you laugh and lean into her.

A few months pass and you both finally shed all secrecy of your relationship. You arrive to matches together hand-in-hand and leave the same way, exchanging kisses and cuddles throughout each match.

A whistle blows and the last match of the season begins. Rebecca is more nervous than usual; Richmond has the potential to finish in the top 5 if they win this game. She clings to your hand and you kiss her cheek to soothe her nerves. Halftime rolls around and the game is still 0-0. Both teams are putting up a good fight and Rebecca's anxiety rises.

"Baby," you say, turning her face towards you. "It's gonna be okay. Just enjoy the game, being anxious about it isn't gonna magically make it better."

You bring your hand to her cheek and she leans into it, she closes her eyes and takes a deep inhale and exhales. You can feel her relax a little when she opens her eyes. You pull her in for a kiss, after the kiss she pulls you into her and kisses the top of your head. Halftime ends and the match begins again, the crowd screaming when the referee makes a bad call.

Only a minute left on the clock and the score is still 0-0. The other team has the ball until Isaac is able to kick it away to Jamie. Jamie bolts down the field towards the goal, you, Rebecca, Keeley, Higgins and the whole crowd screaming. Jamie passes the ball to Dani, he looks like he's about to try for the goal but passes it over to Sam instead and he sinks the ball into the net.

The crowd erupts as all of you scream with excitement. You all jump out of your seats and Rebecca throws her arms around you and squeezes you a little too hard from the adrenaline. Once the cheering settles down Rebecca looks down at you and smiles.

"I love you, y/n."

"I love you too Rebecca."

You both close the distance between your lips and kiss. You hear Keeley yell

"YES GET IT!" To the two of you as Higgins cheers you on behind her.

You both laugh into the kiss and part. You look into Rebecca's eyes as she gently bites her lip smiling down at you.

"Lets go celebrate and get drunk!!" Keeley yells.

You both laugh at her and hold each other in your arms, tonight is gonna be a good night.

#rebecca welton x reader #ted lasso fic #rebecca welton fanfic #rebecca welton #ted lasso #wlw fanfic #willalove75

[mushroomnoodles]

FAQ

this is just for some of the more frequently asked questions. i am gonna try to put things bluntly here to try and minimize any confusion, especially if folks are using a translator. tw for mentions of death and genitalia

is simon/betty trans?

up to you on simon. i don't have a preference. but most of my bettys are AMAB trans women, some have bottom surgery and some don't. of course, i have some personal headcanons on some of them, but again, nothing is "op canon" in that regard.

how did simon give birth to morri?

well, if you hc him as trans, that makes things easier, but either way he just gave birth to morrigan how a regular human being would.

if you hc him as cis, then simon would have been given the full internal AFAB equipment upon impregnation by GOLBetty- uterus, ovaries, etc- with the external equipment coming in courtesy of morrigan around month.. 6-7? that's right, i took his penis priveliges. sorry king.

what gender is morrigan?

morrigan is nonbinary and intersex, and uses any pronouns. morrigan chose to develop into a human body rather than a more cosmic-entity type one as to not scare simon.

does morri have a voiceclaim?

sure does! it's shadow milk cookie from cookie run kingdom! here's a vid.

is GOLBetty alive/did she reincarnate?

i'm aware GOLBetty probably did reincarnate at the end of F+C s1. buuuuut my GOLBetty never unfused. she simply went back to sleep after impregnating simon. if someone's interested in me going into detail about how i interpretate my GOLBetty and how she thinks/functions i'll probably do that.

can GOLBetty-

when/does simon die?

he lives for about 250 years after giving birth to morrigan. the cosmic energy radiating through his body ran out, and he essentially instantly died as his organs stopped working. like someone entered /kill simon_petrikov into the world console. from there he either eventually reincarnates, or morrigan finds some way to replace him or raise him from the dead.

morrigan was the physical age of 13 when simon passed, by the way. the older morrigan gets, the slower they age.

does morri ever meet their mom?

yes, they do. by the time they do meet her, however, GOLBetty is in a deep, deep sleep.

morrigan has a complicated relationship with her, especially as, due to simon's stories of her as a human, they see her in this overglorified light. they also consider GOLBetty to kind of internally be two separate entities- GOLB and betty, rather than a fusion of the two made into something slightly different.

do you do fpreg?

nope. fpreg actually is really uncomfortable for me for some reason lol, like.. INTENSELY uncomfortable. activate fight or flight mode uncomfortable. no idea why, i know it's silly, but i can't interact with it, can't draw it, won't draw it.

#noodle's FAQ #nothin but words #p #tumblr dont kill me #im trying to be informal #tw death mention #tw genitalia mention

[kouchabu-archive]

Koisuru Scramble - Chapter 2

Writer: Nishioka Maiko Translation by: Sophie // Proofread by: Mirei

NOTE: I EXPLICITLY PROHIBIT USAGE OF ANY PART OF MY TRANSLATIONS ON ANYTHING THAT RELATES TO AI.

This story is fully voiced in-game! You should read while listening to it~

Episode 8: After School Rumble!

< A lot of things have happened since then but… one day amidst their normal everyday life— >

Hajime: (Let’s see… Which one of these should I pick…)

(Don’t think of this as just a measly seat change! My beloved comfortable school life lies on this blind draw! Of course I’ll be fired up!)

Airi: He~y. Earth to Hajime~ There are still people waiting behind you, you know? You’re taking this wa~y too seriously.

Hajime: Ah, sorry sorry~ I just don’t know which ones will have good or bad placements, so I'm just at a loss on which one I should pick.

Airi: Well, I feel you~ I wish I’ll get a seat at the very back near the window. Perfect spot for an aftie nap!

Hajime: Aftie nap? Hold up, you’re not planning to live off my notes right before exams again, are you?

Airi: Teehee~ ☆

Hajime: Don’t give me that~ Take your notes properly at least, please.

Airi: Yes ma’am~ But anyway. Go, go! Just pick one already.

Hajime: I can sense an ominous result… Well, whatever.

Hm… Okay, let’s do this one!

Let’s see. Seat number 14…

Number 14… Number 14… Ah, it should be this one. Right beside me is…

Miki: ……

Hajime: (K-Kurose-kun?! Are you kidding me?! Why did I pick a seat beside him, of all places?! What to do… he looks like he’s in a really bad mood. This is awkward…)

……... [ Her gaze is darting all over the place. ]

Miki: ……...

Hajime: (Oh God. Our eyes just met.)

Miki: …… (Glares.)

Hajime: (Eeeek–?! H-He’s so scary! Do you really have to glare at me like that?!)

Miki: What? Quit staring.

Hajime: S-Sorry…

(Ugh. Do I really have to be seatmates with him, of all people?)

(I bumped into him twice the other day because I was so clumsy. I'm sure it left a bad impression on him. And I’m pretty sure he hates me.)

(But now that I remember it, I wasn’t able to properly apologize to him for that, right?)

(Being beside him is the perfect chance to do just that. I wonder if me being seatmates with him is some sort of divine help from God…)

Mm. Okay, let’s do this.

U-Um, Kurose-kun!

Miki: …What?

Hajime: (visibly flinches)

(No, no. Don’t be a coward, self!)

The other day, I… I was so clumsy that I ended up bumping into you twice, so I’m sorry for that. And well, I wasn’t able to properly apologize for that so it always bothered me…

…T-That’s all.

Miki: ……

Hajime: (I’m so ready to be told off but… this silence is so unnerving…)

Miki: Don’t mention it. I mean, I have my own share of carelessness too, so, my bad, I guess...

Hajime: Huh…?

(Um… Did I hear that right? Is he really apologizing..?)

Miki: …You didn't get hurt after that, right?

Hajime: (Uh… I’m not sure I follow but… did he really notice me?)

Nope! I’m all fine and dandy! I’m not that fragile.

Miki: Hm. Then that’s good.

Hajime: ...Hehe~

Hajime: (I thought Kurose-kun is a scary guy but… maybe he’s actually kinder than what he shows.)

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[ School bell rings. ]

Airi: Hajime~ Let’s go home together—

Oh, hold on. Why do you still have your notebook and pen case with you? Not going home yet?

Hajime: Ah, sorry. I’m gonna hit the library today so you can go ahead first.

Airi: Library?

Hajime: Yup. I thought I should get my part in the group work done and over with. It’s hard to do it without references, so I have to stop by there.

Airi: Oh, that thing~ I’m in charge of compiling everything in place, so I can't really do my part if everyone won't be there.

Welp, guess I should leave you to it. I’ll go ahead now~ Bye bye~

Hajime: Mhm. Bye bye!

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— And, there we go. That should be enough references.

Okay, let’s get this over with~

(Flipping through the material.)

(I wonder if this layout makes it more pleasing to the eyes… Or maybe this one?)

Hm…

Eiki: I think this one is better.

Hajime: Eh?

Eiki: ……... ♪

Airi: N-Nakaouji-kun!

Eiki: Shh. We’re in the library. Look, the librarian is shooting us daggers.

Hajime: Ah, I’m sorry…

(whispering) And um, what brings you here?

Eiki: I saw you deep in your thoughts and contemplating quite hard, so I thought you’re stuck in making some sort of decision. Was I wrong?

Hajime: Well, um, you got that right, but… what I meant is what are you doing here?

Eiki: Oh. I was doing my own research for something when I saw you, Koino-san. And then I just thought I’d make myself comfortable and sit beside you.

I know I should’ve asked this before I just sat down, but… do you mind if I join you?

Hajime: .........

(Wait, wait, hold on! Be still, my heart!)

Eiki: Is that a no?

Hajime: Oh no! N-Not at all!

(But oh God I don’t think my heart is ready for this! The right side of my body feels completely frozen with him right beside it!)

Eiki: I’m glad to hear that. Well, I’ll continue making myself comfortable.

Oh? Your group picked this particular era to talk about? This seems like one of the eras that didn’t have that many major events, isn’t it?

Hajime: Is that right? Well, it was a unanimous decision between all of us, so I haven’t given much thought about it. But now, I’m realizing that I don’t know a thing about this era at all, so I’m kinda regretting just going with everyone’s flow.

I think we’re the only ones who chose something like this. I’m pretty sure the others picked more popular eras out there.

Eiki: Come to think of it, Miki said something about discussing the announcement of Edo’s end.

Hajime: Miki..? Are you referring to Kurose-kun? You guys are close?

Eiki: Yes. Well, we’ve been neighbors since we were children. I guess it’s more appropriate to call it being basically just stuck with each other because of that very fact. Ah, you spelled that one wrong.

Hajime: Oh, you’re right. Thanks for pointing that out. I see, so you guys are like that. It must be nice to have a childhood friend~ I wish I had something like that too~

How about you? Which era did you guys pick?

Eiki: We’ve chosen the Sengoku period. For some reason, the samurai freaks have gathered in our group. They’re all raring to map out the old Japan during wartime.

Hajime: Ahaha. Oh gosh, what’s up with that? But hey, it sounds really exciting.

Eiki: Doesn’t it? Even I am starting to look forward to it.

Hajime: Um…

Eiki: Hm?

Hajime: If it’s okay, can I ask for more of your advice on whether my work makes sense or not? Ah, but it’s okay if you can’t! I don’t mind!

Eiki: Fufu. You really didn’t have to be so formal about that. But to answer your question: sure, if you’ll have me.

Hajime: Thank you.

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[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

Little Bunny 8 (Finale)

Yandere William Afton/Steve Raglan x reader

Dead dove do not eat! - you will get exactly what's in the tags!

Tags: FNAF, mature themes, some fnaf lore, kidnapping, death of character, explicit description of murder - 18+!!, William being kinda horny(?), possessive William, yandere themes.

Note: I will put a warning when the explicit murder description happens and ends! Don't say I didn't warn you, I am not joking around.

Your first Five Nights at Freddy's are coming to an end

5th Night

12 AM

You watched the security cameras while your friend was standing beside you. After some time you pulled out your phone and scrolled through social media as your friend did the same. Soon Freddy stood at the door, staring through the glass, "Oh, Freddy's here!" your friend grinned and opened the door for Freddy to come in as both of you hugged him and watched his happy expressions he made. Soon after Freddy arrived, Chica followed suit and arrived too, then Bonnie and lastly Foxy. They were happy to see you two.

You reached in your bag and pulled out drawings of each Animatronic you made. First you showed the drawing of Freddy to him and gave it to Freddy. He made his now familiar expressions when he was really happy, wiggling his ears and eyebrows.

Second was Chica, she closed her eyes and let her beak hang open as if to express her happiness.

Then came Bonnie. He wiggled his ears and motioned for you to hug him.

Lastly, Foxy. His mouth hanged open and he wiggled his ears with his one eye closed to express his excitement.

You and your friend exchanged laughter and giggles as you reached into your bag again and pulled out one drawing of all the Animatronics standing side by side with Golden Freddy sitting infront of them on the stage while they are performing. They all did their happy expressions.

1:30 AM

The Animatronics kept you company until it was time for them to slowly make their way back to their places. First Foxy left, then Chica, after her Bonnie made his way and lastly, just as he came first, Freddy left but both of you hugged each Animatronic as they were about to leave. Soon enough, the two of you were chilling inside the office.

Meanwhile, William was watching again, slowly preparing the Springbonnie suit. He checked his arm for the last time and replacing the bandages with fresh ones. The pain was still there, but not as intense as last night. William could move his arm perfectly fine, the only thing that was there were the bandages, the little amount of pain and the acknowledgement of the wounds turning into scars once healed. William then made his way to the Pizzeria.

2 AM

"Hey, wanna show me the Golden Freddy animatronic you hid inside?" your friend asked curiously and you laughed a little, "Why? You wanna walk around as an animatronic?" you chuckled. Your friend laughed, "No, I just wanna see it, that's all." she shrugged.

Both of you went to the kitchen but on the way your friend stumbled upon a paper on the wall

"Five children vanished at Freddy's"

She stopped and pointed at it, "Did you saw that?" she asks as you shook your head "Nope. I didn't pay close attention to the articles across the wall." you pulled the article off the wall and started to read it.

"Those poor kids." you sighed as your friend read the article after.

"Since the 80's? Damn..."

You spotted another one and read through it, "It says people were complaining about a foul smell coming from the... Animatronics?"

Your friend gave you a confused look "What?" she grabbed the article from your hand and read it for herself, "Do you think the Animatronics have something to do with the dissapearing of those kids?" she asked

"I don't know but maybe the yellow freak does have something to do with it? I mean...he wears a suit..." you shrugged.

"Hey theres more." your friend pointed out and took another one off the wall, "Gosh, I can't believe you've missed all those articles." she told you as you raised your hands defensively, "Oh I'm sorry, I simply wasn't paying attention." your shrugged before continuing, "What does it say?"

"It says 'Franchise founders William Afton and Henry Emily part ways after multiple children disappearances'" she answers and begins to read. "Damn...imagine you have created one of the most famous Pizza places in the 80's, kids went missing there and now the owners part ways. Almost as if...forgetting everything and letting it fall apart...a tragedy..." you said slowly with a hint of sympathy in your tone.

You then took a look around the wall, finding multiple other articles across it,

'Grand re-opening'

'The Toy Animatronics got scrapped'

'Highlight of the 80's'

'Visitors complain about strange smell coming from the Animatronics'

'Founders refuse to get the Pizzeria wrecked'

'Night Guard wanted'

"Hey, wanna go back to the office? I have a bad feeling now." You glanced over to your friend who agreed with a nod before walking back to the office.

2:10 AM

"4 more hours and your first week is done. How do you feel about that?" Your friend glanced over to you with a curious expression "Uh, I don't know how I should feel. But I hope Mr. Raglan informed the police and they soon arrest that bastard who attacked me." you answered and turning your attention back towards the security cameras.

"I just googled one of the owners, Henry Emily, he looks like a really nice guy." your friend said and showed you a picture of Mr. Emily,

a man who looks like being in his 50's, golden hair with a warm smile on his face.

"Did you find anything about the other owner? William Afton?" you asked as your friend shook her head, "Nope, no picture. But he was an engineer, I found out that Henry Emily designed the Animatronics and William Afton was the one who created them."

Your friend kept scrolling and after a while she found something else about Henry Emily,

"Oh damn...just read an article that said Henry Emily committed suicide after being framed for the potential kids disappearances, he couldn't live with the consequences." she pointed out

"And let me guess, he was innocent right? Poor guy." you sighed, turning back to watch the cameras and then...

Everything went dark, the lights went out, doors opened

"What the hell?!" Your friend jumped, "What happened?" while you stood up and went to the switch on the wall, "It's alright, it's alright. The power here is a little quirky." You assured her and flipped the switch, turning the power back on.

"Well, better than sitting here in complete darkness, I guess." your friend chuckled nervously making you laugh in response, "Yep, that's true."

2:20 AM

"Hey uh, I gotta pee." Your friend stood up and opened the right door, "No worries, take your time." you answered. "I'll be right back!" your friend said and made her way out towards the restrooms.

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Your friend finished her business, washed her hands and was about to leave the restroom when suddenly there was an Animatronic standing in the doorway, it was yellow, tall and looked like a rabbit with his right ear chipped off

"Oh shit." she jumped and held her chest, "Hey, what the hell? I thought you said it was a golden Freddy not a--" she backed off slowly realizing it isn't you, "Yellow fucking Rabbit..." she whispered as the Rabbit stepped closer. Your friend let out a scream as the Rabbit quickly lunged at her, pushing her hard against the wall and knocking her out on the spot.

Meanwhile your ears perked up, you turned your head to the direction and looking through the small window, "Hey! Are you okay in there?" You called out. After not receiving an answer you slowly made your way to the restrooms, Upon arrival you spotted some blood on the wall, you walked closer to it and noticed it looks fresh. You looked around and then made your way to search around the Pizzeria, calling out your friends name. After a while of searching, you wondered if there is a secret room you didn't knew of. You searched through the main area, looking into the stage where Freddy, Bonnie and Chica where. You noticed a door handle in the wall and made out the frames of a door, hard to notice by the wall. You slowly approached it and hearing faint noises coming from inside. You put your left ear against the door to take a listen, you heard something being activated, and then heard sounds like buzzing saws.

Suddenly you heard whimpers... sounding like the voice of your friend. You quickly opened the door and stumbled inside the room, what you saw terrified you, there were Animatronic suits laid across a wall, blood on the ground and a head of a dead man poking out of a purple Freddy suit.

At the center of the room was a chair with metal straps, a grey-ish Freddy head with saws inside his head, it was activated and slowly moving towards a person strapped onto the chair. There was an Animatronic standing there, looking at the person, you noticed it was the Yellow Rabbit, but he didn't hear you entering because of the loud noise coming from the buzzing saws.

The Rabbit turned around, revealing your friend strapped onto the chair with duct tape clamped over her mouth, she tried to wiggle out of the restraints as the Freddy head slowly but surely inched closer and closer to her face.

"No! Please! D-don't!" you begged the yellow rabbit, but it just chuckled menacingly, "You should thank me. Because if you weren't so special to me then it would be you strapped onto there." It said as you watched in horror how your friend started to cry, trying to beg the yellow rabbit to release her. "Please don't kill her, I'll do anything, please!! We will leave, and won't tell anyone, I promise, please just let her go!" Your eyes began to tear up as there wasn't much time left before the Freddy head meets with your friends face.

The rabbit chuckled again, "This creation is called Torture Freddy. Specifically designed to untangle wires of endoskeletons, but... it also makes a great face grinder, don't you think? I've done a pretty good job with it." It says as you paused to think, "You...you're one of the owners!" you pointed out as the rabbit laughed, "Oh, someone did their homework, I see!"

"Any last words to your friend? Ready to see her die?" the rabbit asks as Torture Freddy was close to your friend's face.

"Why...why are you doing this to her? She's innocent!!" You shouted, the yellow rabbit took one step closer to you, raising his right arm that got springlocked, "Because of this! And now she is paying the price for your disobedience." it growled.

You quickly looked around for something and you spotted an Endoskeleton arm, you grabbed it and raised it, "Stop that thing or I will make sure you get Springtrapped!" you threatened the rabbit but it chuckled once again, "See? I was right on you being special, bunny. But I don't think it will be that easy for you to do that." he pointed out, you swinged the endo arm at the rabbit, making it stumble backwards and into a shelf with Animatronic parts. You took the distraction and ran towards your friend, Torture Freddy's head is now inches away from kissing her face with it's sharp saws. You pressed a button under her left hand, deactivating Torture Freddy but you were harshly grabbed by the collar of your shirt and thrown away from the device. You landed on the floor but quickly got onto your knees, watching the Rabbit standing beside the torture device and looking down at you, "You've got such a fight in you, little bunny...but that won't save your friend." It growled.

(THIS IS THE PART MENTIONED IN THE TAGS, IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE VIOLENCE, SKIP THIS PART!!!)

(don't say I didn't warn you, because I did!!)

Suddenly Torture Freddy got activated again and it's saws made contact with your friend's cheeks, slowly slicing open her skin, cutting through the flesh and muscles, your friend screamed in pain, instinctively moving her head to escape, but Torture Freddy went on and on, the saw on it's forehead made contact with your friend's head, slicing the skin open, and cutting through her skull. Soon your friend wasn't screaming anymore and her body was twitching as the saw reached her brain. Torture Freddy then stopped, retracting itself and revealing the face of your friend, which is now a mangled mess of flesh.

(VIOLENT PART IS NOW OVER, YOU ARE FREE TO PROCEED)

"No!!" You screamed, breaking into tears as the Rabbit just stood there and watched you breaking down.

You quickly stood up, wiping the tears away and running out of the torture room. But as you ran out, you collapsed against Chica, tripping and falling off of the stage, you groaned in pain as you looked up and saw the yellow rabbit walking out of the room, your heart raced so fast you thought you would get a heart attack. The rabbit jumped down from the stage and stopped infront of you, towering over your paniced form, he slowly moved both of his hands on either side of the rabbit mask and removed it slowly, revealing himself. Your eyes widened in shock, your jaw dropped as you realized Steve Raglan being inside the suit all along.

"Mr. Ragl--" You got cut off by William, "Not Steve Raglan. Call me William Afton." he corrected you.

"Why did you do this? Why?" Your eyes began to tear up again, "Well, I told you you're different. And special." William shrugged, stepping slowly towards you.

"Please William, don't kill me..." you begged him. At hearing his name from your lips, begging him, was like music to his ears, he could feel his cock twitch once again.

"Oh, no no no. I'm not gonna kill you. You're such a sweet little thing... I wouldn't dare to kill you." William made clear as you slowly stood up, "Then what do you want? What do you want from me?" you snapped at him.

"You. I want you." was all William answered. "What? Why me?" you asked which made William grin, "I already told you. When you accepted the job, you also accepted being mine. Come on, why else would I have given you this job, where you would be all alone... all mine..." William said in a husky tone as he continued stepping closer to you, making you back off.

"Come on, don't try to run away." William chuckled and tilted his head a little, still walking towards you in a slow pace.

Ignoring his words, you quickly dashed away, sprinting towards the office and closed the door. You pulled out your phone, dialed 911 and called the police "This is the local Police, please state your emergency." An officer spoke, his tone firm. "You have to send someone over to the abandoned Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria! My friend just got murdered!" you said with panic in your tone. "The old Pizzeria?! What the hell are you doing there?" the officer asked, thinking you're just making some sort of a prank call.

"I am the night guard here, now get someone over here! Please!" You pleaded. "Alright, calm down. We've got some reports of missing night guards at the place. Please stay in the office, remain calm, officers are on their way. They will arrive in 10 minutes." The officer replied and hung up.

Bang!

"Do you think the police will save you, huh?" William was infront of the little window beside the door. "They will arrest you too!" you snapped back at him, making him laugh "Aww, you really think that, hm?"

"As long as I'm inside here I will be safe." you told him as William smiled wickedly at you and walking away. You stood there confused, wondering what William is going to do. William came back one minute later, he turned to face the small window and raised his right hand, carrying an axe. "You better open that door bunny, or I will make my way inside there and drag you out!" he threatened dangerously and slammed the axe into the small window as a warning, breaking the glass. You felt yourself getting scared again as you watched William remove the remaining glass shards and getting into position to climb through and make it into the office. You spared no time, you grabbed the fan on the desk and threw it at William, making him jump out of the way as you quickly opened the other door and ran out, pulling out the keys and heading towards the entrance. You could hear faint police sirens approaching.

Adrenaline coursed through your being as you felt the hope inside you building up. Hearing metal steps approach, you quickly unlocked the entrance and ran outside the building, seeing faint blue light flashes and running towards them when suddenly a large hand clamped over your mouth and a strong arm wrap around your torso, pulling you back against a hard chestplate making you whimper in fear.

"You fucking brat." William whispered into your ear, his beard brushing against it causing an ice cold shiver run down your spine.

All you could do was whimper as William began to drag you back into the Pizzeria and away from the Police sirens slowly approaching the Pizza place.

"You thought you could escape me, hmm?" William's breath was hot as his long tongue darted out and licked the shell of your ear, making you squirm and wiggle against his too strong grip.

William removed his hand over your mouth and reached behind, pulling out a cloth and pressing it against your mouth and nose. As the sweet smell reached your nose, you began to realize what was happening, you tried to hold your breath as long as possible but eventually failed and soon you lost conciousness.

"Sweet dreams, my little bunny."

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You stirred, your eyes fluttering open as you slowly woke up, looking around and noticing you were laying in a cozy bed, a blanket gently wrapped around you, keeping you warm. Slowly you sat up, looking around the room, it was a big bedroom, the sky outside purple, you pushed the blanket aside as you heard footsteps approaching the bedroom, a shadow covering the light from underneath the door as it slowly opened, revealing William Afton standing there, "How was your nap little sleeping beauty?" he asked with a hoarse tone before stepping into the room.

"Where am I?" you asked as William stopped infront of the bed "You're at my house, where I intent to keep you from now on." he answered with a lopsided smile

"No, please. Let me go." you pleaded and William sat down on the edge beside you, cupping your cheeks in his hands and running a thumb over your trembling lips, "You will get used to it, I promise. I will take such a good care of you, bunny." William leaned in closer and placed a slow kiss on your forehead.

"You belong to me now."

#steve raglan #yan!william afton #yandere #yandere william afton #william afton #matthew lillard!william afton #fnaf movie #fnaf

[iloveramensm]

i wish you were mine - deckard shaw

POV: you confess to Deckard after getting jealous and it doesn’t go as planned (This takes place during the Hobbs & Shaw movie)

Part 1 Part 2

The crew needed to stay the night at Madame M’s mansion in order to actually rest before pursuing your mission. Luckily, you all were able to get your own rooms but you all were burning energy by talking and joking around with each other in the living room.

“That's not even true you fuckhead” Hobbs exclaims, laughing and throwing his arm around Hattie. 

“Listen you big-headed rock, I know what I saw” Deckard smiles, taking another sip from his drink.

“Well before I get thrown into the insult battle, I’m gonna take this as my cue to leave” Hattie states, getting up and smiling “Goodnight guys” Luke stumbles up and after her, and I shake my head, smiling to myself

“Goodnight guys,” I say, taking a sip of my drink and looking at the fireplace. Deckard and madame M were sharing a couch, exchanging flirty looks the entire night. I slightly frown as he moves closer to her and I stand up abruptly. 

“I’m gonna go. Night guys” I rush out of the room, not even bothering to wait for a response. As my eyes burn I shut the door and immediately go to my bed, face diving into it and crying.

Me and Deckard Shaw have been flirting and messing around for months, in fact, I think since we’ve met. I, being the lonely bitch I am, developed a crush on him. I, also being the dumb bitch I am, thought he had some pinch of feelings for me but after seeing how flirty and touchy he was with Madame, I knew that wasn’t the case. When I thought about it more, Deckard never really touched me. I mean we'd hug or shake hands every now and then if we were saying bye, but other than that we never purposefully touched each other. I screw my eyes closed, the burning of my eyes and the pain in my chest getting more intense. I grab some tissues and go to the bathroom, cleaning myself up so I could at least try to get some sleep. 

Literally, 4 hours later, 2 am, I’m still wide awake. I tried watching movies, drawing, reading, and everything else I could do and nothing was working. Eventually, I decided to just get a snack and water and maybe head outside. As I walk down to the kitchen, I hear panting coming from Deckard’s room. My face heats up and I quickly keep walking, not letting any more tears fall over this British assassin. 

I walked into the kitchen, grabbed what I needed for a bowl of sherbet, and walked out to the porch. I had grabbed my headphones and phone so I could listen to music or even a crime podcast. As I sit by the pool, I eat my sherbet and look at the stars with thoughts filling my head. All of a sudden, I feel someone shaking my shoulder and I jump, whipping around to see a shirtless Deckard.

“Deckard? What did something happen? Where's Luke?” I ask, panicked and placing my bowl down, bending down to put on my shoes

“No it's ok love nothing happened I was just checking on you, I noticed you out here and just wanted you to be safe,” He says, rubbing my back. I take a deep breath and look at him. 

“Oh, um ok sorry for freaking out I just thought- yeah” I laugh nervously, sitting back down. Deckard sits next to me in silence and I fidget with my fingers, wishing he'd say something.

“Couldn't sleep?”

“No, not really, I don't know why it’s like I’m tired but I can't sleep”

“Anything been plaguing that beautiful brain of yours?”

I scoff “nope” My face burns as I remember he just had sex with madame and I feel my eyes burning again. I finish my sherbet quickly and stand up

“Y/N-”

“I'm going to go,” I say, slipping on my shoes and heading towards the sliding door.

“Y/N wait!-” An arm grabs me and I look at Deckard, frustrated.

“What Deckard?”

“Somethings wrong and I think I did something but i-i don’t know what I did and I want to fix it so please talk to me love” he says, looking into my eyes and furrowing his brow.

“Please stop calling me that” I whisper

“What? What is it just talk to me sweets”

“Don’t call me love, or sweets, just fuck off” 

“No” he grunts, getting angry “we are talking about this right fucking now Y/N”

“I fucking like you, Deckard! Are you fucking happy now? Every since we’ve met ive liked you and I thought you I don’t know, saw me more than a friend, and obviously you don’t so yeah I’m a little upset but ill get over it. I didn’t even want to tell you this shit” I say, shoving off of him

“Y/N…i-” he takes a step back, some unknown emotion filling his eyes.

“Just drop it, Deckard, please” I walk into the mansion, rinsing my bowl off and going back to my room where finally, after confessing my dumbass feelings to that dumbass assassin, I’m able to sleep.

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ill be dropping a part 2 soon even if no one wants one LMFAOO

#deckard shaw imagines #deckard shaw x reader #deckard shaw #hobbs and shaw #you get jealous #jason statham

[sleepyfaequeen]

Little Relationship Problems

Summary: the king wishes to speak to you in private.

Pairing: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd x fem!reader

Warning(s): None

Requested: Nope

(Y/n) had begun to wake up, her eyes blinking as they adjusted to the candle lit room. She heard a shift beside her. Immediately, she saw both Felix and Sylvain. The two look concerned at their professor.

"Thank the goddess.." Sylvain, let's out a breath of relief.

"Yeah.." Felix crossed his arms as he stared at her. "That was some show you pulled. An idiotic one at that. Surely, I didn't think of you to pull off something so.."

"Hey! Take it easy on our professor. She's still recovering." Sylvain tries to lesson Felix's words.

"I'm sorry. I'm too busy trying to figure out another word for 'stupid.'' But it seems to me the definition of stupid should have a drawing of you on it." Felix sighs as Sylvain's jaw falls slack. "But really.. whatever you were thinking on the battlefield is no excuse for what you did. Sylvain might think it's heroic, but that boar is going to eat you up the moment he.." There is a loud boom of the doors creaking open with Mercedes trying her best to stop the soon to be King of Faerghus.

"Speak of the boar, and he shall come." Felix holds the hilt of his sword as he could already see the anger boiling behind that blue-eyed boar he would soon call a king.

"Let us be." Dimitri spoke with his voice rumbling through to his chest.

"Uh.." Sylvain looked towards his old professor, who glances at him. The man knew it wasn't his place to say anything to Dimitri when he was mad, but he was only concerned for his teacher. "I.. don't think this is a good time, your majesty." His eyes look over to Mercedes, who quickly catches on.

"It's true! (Y/n) is still recovering from her wounds. Any sort of.. stress can cause her to stay in bed longer."

"Good." Dimitri approaches the end of the bed with his hands held behind his back. "Then she will have no choice but to stay bedridden once I am done talking to her." His eye is looking down at her with so much attention that it makes her shift uncomfortably.

"But Dimitri -"

"Silence!" His voice was practically booming throughout the room that it made anyone's hair behind their neck stand up. "What I discuss in private with my wife is none of anyone's business. I gave everyone an order and you are all to leave us."

The room was silent as everyone exited the room. As the professor sits up, she can see Sylvain assuring Mercedes that it would be fine. Felix is the only one who stops and glares at Dimitri before leaving. How that man could not feel fear towards Dimitri was a mystery to anyone. Once the doors are shut by the guards, she hesitantly looks up to the soon to be king who walks around the bed, to her side, slowly.

"Do you think you're some type of hero for doing what you did?" Dimitri asked with a sarcastic smile running over his lips.

".. No but -"

"No, is right." He stops at her bedside and moves his gloved hands from his back. "You didn't think I could take it."

"I just didn't want you to die.."

"(Y/n).. you are fragile. I have no problem with you joining the war between me and that woman.. but I will not stand for you to die to protect me."

The words he spoke sounded like he cared, but they came out spewing like venom.

"We can't control who lives and dies, Dimitri." She glares at her bruised knuckles over her lap.

"Finally, you speak some common sense. Where was that in the battle?" He chuckles as he sits down on the bed, hunched over as he sighs. "If you ever pull something like that again.. I will make sure you are stuck in bed for the rest of the war." He turns to look at her, his breath fanning over the large fur coat over his shoulders.

"I did it because I love you!" (Y/n) spoke with her lips trembling and teeth clenched up. Her eyes brimmed with tears of frustration.

"I know that." He looked away from her and looked at his leather gloved hands. "You have won this beast over.. my loyalty, my heart, my soul, my kingdom is yours. What made you think you could just throw yourself to possibly die? Had it not been for Mercedes reaching you first- you'd be long gone. You would've joined the dead voices in my head.. I'm sure I would've gone mad then." He gloved hands clench before he turns to look at her again. Blue eye gleaming like a hidden knife would at night.

"Without me in the war, you would be a mess. Doesn't that sound crazy to you already?" He smirks and sighs. "Maybe you are already mad."

"I've long reached that line, but I haven't crossed it, my queen." He had reached out and held her trembling hands. They were so warm, small and delicate, incomparable to his own. He was sure he could crush her with his own hands if he really desired to. "You had me worried.. I tried to reach you but I got held back."

"It's alright.. I'm healing so you will have your wish." She forces a smile and he notices. A small smile crosses his lips.

"Good.." He stands up and leans down, kissing her lips as he held her jaw, his thumb lightly gracing her chin before he lifts himself off the bed completely. "I expect to see you here for dinner, tonight."

"Tonight?" She raises an eyebrow.

"Of course, you being in this room will not interfere with our daily routines together." His fingers rub a strand of her hair as she felt a smile come to her lips.

"We ride horses. I doubt I can walk."

"Then I will have my men carry you in a palanquin." He chuckles as she immediately shakes her head. "I am joking of course. I will have Sylvain and Felix carry you."

"Dimitri!"

#fe3h #fire emblem three houses #dimitri blaiddyd #x reader #fanfic #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #oneshot #love story

[inafieldofdaisies]

Draw (edit) your (platonic)ship prompt | "Barbie and Ken get into trouble" edition

Okay, I so had a blast making these, I really wanted to do the meme for Calahan and Sabrina but I'm scared to draw people, so with Photoshop I went... I'm leaving the snippet for the story behind how they end up getting into trouble below the cut.

"Is this really necessary?", Sabrina asked, moving her eyes over to Sheriff Whitehorse who was standing with his hands on his hips, looking completely done with the day. And it was barely 8 am. All she got as a reply from him was a head shake before he took a sip from his coffee. "Stop moving, Brin. I can't take your picture like this.", Pratt called out from behind the camera and sent an apologetic smile her way. "Mugshot, Pratt.", Whitehorse corrected him. "Make sure she looks good, Staci.", Joey put a hand on Pratt's shoulder and bent down to look into the LCD screen too, fully set on supervising the "booking" of her fellow Deputies. "Want me to fix your hair, Brin?" "It's fine, Joey. Just get this over with.", Sabrina looked straight ahead and took a deep breath, trying her hardest not to blink as she held the name tag. Unbelievable, Calahan. After taking an extensive number of pictures per Hudson's request, Pratt walked over to show her the results, "Pick which one you like." "Criminals don't get to choose how they look in their mugshots, Deputies.", the Sheriff spoke up again, making Calahan break into another fit of laughter. "Rookie. You're pushing your luck today. It's your turn.", his eyes narrowed when he pointed at Hartley. "Have you tried yoga, boss? Heard it helps with stress and anger... I'm sure Addie would be happy to assist ya.", Calahan winked and walked over to switch places with Sabrina. "Sorry, Gray.", he whispered as he passed her. "Or I can finally fire you, Rookie." "Now. You know you're going to miss me. Who is going to keep things interesting around here then?", Hartley retorted as Joey passed him his name tag. He frowned, his smirk slipping for a second, "Fucking hell. Couldn't even use my actual name on the tag?" Joey shrugged and returned to her spot by Pratt and now Sabrina. "Last warning, Rookie." Calahan shifted so he was standing sideways then turned his head towards the camera, giving the three behind it his biggest smile as he gritted out, "Take the shot, Pratt. One. And I'm out of here. It's my day off." "No smiling in your mugshot, at least try to appear sorry. And face the camera properly, Rookie.", Whitehorse argued, but it was too late: Pratt took Hartley's mugshot and marched out with the camera before their boss could force him to retake the picture. "What am I going to do with all of you.", the Sheriff huffed and strode away to his office.

"You love us, anyway.", Joey said at his retreating form before bumping shoulders with Sabrina and leading her over to their desks, "So tell me again why was John Seed out front demanding to speak with good old Earl?" "You won't let me live this down ever, would you?" "Nope." Sabrina sighed, "Calahan thought it would be a good idea to stop to the Spread Eagle for a drink after work... At one point he just vanished. I texted him and he tells me he's, I quote "Paying a friendly visit to a certain ranch owner." then went completely silent." "So you drove to John's ranch, too.", Joey continued, holding back a smile. "Yeah, and I found him fighting with the guards out front while shouting for John to come out..." "And he didn't, like the coward he is.", Calahan interjected as he sat down on the edge of Sabrina's desk, "Then runs here to whine to Whitehorse." "You were drunk and disturbed the peace at 2 am, Rookie. And were about to set his house or God knows what on fire.", Whitehorse poked his head out of his office. "Kid.", Sabrina said in a pleading tone, tired of listening to the two banter. It had started with him arguing with John's men, then with John himself after he had showed up at the Sheriff's, demanding the two Deputies be taught a lesson. At the end he and Whitehorse had settled for a "warning" and mugshots taken as a form of humiliation. John didn't even care I wasn't there to cause any trouble, just looking out for a friend. "You're lucky he's not pressing charges, son." "I was just messing with him.", Hartley rolled his eyes. He was skipping over the fact he had a gas can with him when he tried to storm the ranch or that he admitted to Sabrina the plan was to spell "No" on the lawn in fire, "Fucker needs a reality check. I'm happy to provide it for free." Whitehorse paid no attention to his excuse, "Hudson, John asked to hold onto the mugshots as part of the deal, make sure he receives them.", he instructed before shutting his door. "Noted.", Joey saluted him and got up, "Better check on Pratt." "Why the fuck would he ask to keep our pictures, kid?", Sabrina asked, unsure if she even wanted to know the answer to that question. Calahan wrinkled his nose, "Weird bastard. Ah, man, I would have flipped him off in mine, if I knew."

#i'm still cackling at Calahan's mugshot; bcs he so would be smiling like that :D #couldn't help but write a short snippet of the story behind the edits #doubt the snippet would be canon to the wip but it's definitely something Cal would do to piss John off #barbie meme #barbie and ken prompt #draw your ship #platonic ship #wip: in hope of tomorrow #snippets #oc: sabrina donovan #oc: calahan hartley #fc5 fandom #fc5 deputy #fc5 ocs #far cry 5 fandom #far cry 5 deputy #far cry 5 oc #ocs #edits #myedits #graphic design #character inspiration #dialogue snippet #writing prompts #story prompt #writing prompt #wip snippet #the barbie movie #character moodboard #character edit

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Rose gets to meet Shy the next morning right?

Following up 

He wakes up to someone flopping down on the bed, and when he cracks his eyes open, Midge is laying next to him.

“Oh lord,” Shy mutters. “Tell me I did not make this particular mistake.” 

“Yes, and it was terrible,” Midge teases. “Next time I’m drawing you a map.”

Shy chuckles into the pillow and shakes his head. 

Midge grins. “How are you feeling?” 

He shrugs. “Like I got beat up, and well-meaning beanpole of a comedian tried to come to my rescue and he got beat up, too.” 

“You must have been so scared,” Midge frets. “I’m so sorry that happened.” 

“As you well know, it wasn’t the first time, and at least this time it was only because I was black,” Shy tells her. “And not the other thing.” 

“It’s still terrible.” 

“It’s the world we live in.” 

Midge nods. 

“When do you need me out of your hair?” Shy asks. 

She shrugs. “That depends on how much crazy Weissman family bullshit you’re willing to deal with.” 

“Explain.” 

“Lenny is already up, and Zelda - my parents’ housekeeper - won this time, which means he’s sitting around in his underpants waiting for his suit to be pressed. I’ve given her your things too, and she’s a whiz with stains so the blood will come right out, good as new. I need to walk my son to school, but that should take fifteen minutes tops, and then I’ll be back, and in the meantime, coffee is already made. When I get back, I’ll make breakfast, and at some point my parents will be home, and my mother may die from seeing you in your underpants, but she had a good run anyways.” 

Shy laughs - really laughs - at all of this and sits up, rubbing at his face before getting to his feet. “Can I borrow a robe?” 

Midge tilts her head, looking shocked and turning red. “You...You mister, are going to make some nice guy very happy someday."

He glances back at her as he rummages through her closet, and then looks down and laughs in surprise. "Right. I sleep in the nude. Sorry about that."

She looks away, pursing her lips. "Robes are right in the middle there."

Shy pulls a pink floral robe out, one that hits the floor on Midge but makes for a modest covering for Shy. "Thank you."

Midge grins at him and gets to her feet. "No problem. Okay. I'm off to take Ethan to school. Lenny is in the kitchen if you need a buddy. I'll be back soon."

She rushes out, shouting Ethan's name, and Shy wanders into the kitchen as she leaves the apartment.

Lenny is looking rather put out again at the kitchen table, coffee in front of him, wearing only a pair of undershorts, white with thin blue stripes on them.

"Good morning, Lenny," Shy greets as he pours himself a cup of coffee.

"Nice threads," Lenny chuckles. "You travel everywhere with a dressing gown?"

"Midge's," Shy shrugs. "I think it looks good on me, I might take it and buy her a new one." He sits down with his coffee just as an older woman in a maid's uniform - Zelda he supposes - steps in and freezes.

"You are Shy Baldwin."

"In the flesh," Lenny crack.

Zelda gives some kind of squeaking noise before rushing out of the room.

*****

On her way home from dropping off Ethan, Midge checks her watch and manages to run right into someone, stumbling back a little.

"Sorry!" She cries. "So-" she stops when she realizes who it is. "Oh god."

It's the man from the park.

She's in the park, obviously, but it's the man from the park that she'd had sex with who had turned out to be surprise married.

"Oh. Uh...hi."

"I have to go," Midge says quickly, before rushing off.

"But-"

"Gotta go!"

"Can't we at least talk?" he asks, rushing after her.

She whirls around. "What do we even have to talk about? You flirted with me, I fell for it, we had sex, and you turned out to be married, the end."

"But-"

"Nope!"

"But-"

"Lenny Bruce and Shy Baldwin are sitting around drinking coffee in my kitchen and they're not wearing any clothes, so if you'll excuse me, this morning has turned out to be very, very busy. I need to go."

And she leaves him there.

*****

"What is my life?" Lenny hears Midge ask from the front hall as she re-enters the apartment. He hears her heels tap down the hall and into the kitchen.

"Hi," she says, grinning at the two men still sitting there with their coffee, before she starts getting to work on breakfast.

"Walk was okay?" Lenny asks curiously.

"Fine," Midge tells him.

She passes him and he takes her hand, gently tugging her onto his lap. "Hello. We haven't said good morning yet."

"Yes we have," Midge giggles.

"Fine, but you left and now you're back, so..." He leans in and kisses her softly, causing Shy to groan.

"You two are truly disgusting," he tells them.

"It's all your fault," Midge reminds him as she hops to her feet again. "How does French toast sound?"

"Like heaven," Shy tells her.

"We're home!" a sing-song voice calls from the front hall.

Midge's eyes widen as she turns to stare at the two scantily clad men at the kitchen table. A million thoughts clearly run through her mind, and Lenny leans forward, hand to his mouth as he waits for whatever solution she's going to come up with.

She shakes her head and sighs. "Fuck it. Hi Mama! Hi Papa!"

"Good morning, Miriam-" Abe stops in the doorway when he sees Lenny and Shy, staring intently at them.

"Shy here was attacked by some very unfriendly tourists from the deep south last night," Lenny explains to Abe. "I tried to help him out, but I...well I did a bad job. Seven on two, very bad odds."

"There were seven of them?!" Midge cries in surprise. "You didn't tell me there were seven of them, you could have been killed!"

"Your daughter was kind enough to patch us up and give us a place to stay last night," Shy keeps explaining, taking over from Lenny. "And now Zelda is pressing our clothes."

"Is everyone alright?" Rose asks, looking concerned from behind Abe, having obviously heard their story.

"Nothing time won't cure," Lenny assures her. "We drank all the coffee, I can make more..."

"I've got it," Midge grins. "You sit and nurse your face. Mama, Papa, if you're hungry I can make extra French toast."

"We ate already," Abe assures her. "But coffee would be very nice. Who were these terrible hooligans?"

"No idea," Shy shrugs. "I was minding my own business and they started following me."

"Our country is a fucking joke," Lenny grouses. "Existing while black is still a punishable offense. Fuck's sake."

Soon, Abe has joined the other two men with coffee at the table, and Rose has joined Midge at the stove as she makes breakfast.

"Are you with one of these men?" Rose asks quietly.

Midge sighs softly and turns to her mother. "Maybe? Things with Lenny are really new."

"How new?"

"Made up from the fight we were having just las night new," Midge says.

"Do you care for him?" Rose asks.

Midge nods, glancing over at him. "You wouldn't know it to look at him, but he's really sweet. He didn't even know Shy and he jumped in to try and help last night, because he knew it was the right thing to do. He brought Shy here to make sure he was safe, and meanwhile his whole face was bruising up last night."

"Yes, I'm glad that's not what he looks like normally."

"Mama..."

"I'm only saying, skin conditions can be difficult to overcome," Rose says. "I'm glad he's letting Zelda press his pants this time. They were very wrinkled that last time."

Midge tries not to laugh. "You should have seen Zelda, she would not let him get away with walking out of here with less than perfect pants."

"At least he's not in such a rush to leave this time," Rose says.

"Yeah, well...if he ever wants to see me naked again-" she stops, realizing what she's just said and slowly turns to stare at her mother.

Rose sips her coffee. "What was that, dear?" she asks, clearly pretending she hadn't heard anything untoward.

"Nothing. Nothing at all."

"Is that your dressing gown Shy is wearing?"

"Yes it is."

"He looks better in it than you do," Rose tells her.

"I know. I might just let him keep it."

#fic #au #tmmm #Midge/Lenny #Midge x Lenny #Weissman Family hijynx #Shy Baldwin

[damonjuicyscock]

Pictures of You - Chapter 16 (90's Liam Gallagher X Reader)

Pairing: 2000's Liam Gallagher X Reader

Warnings: Language, Angst (Mention of blood bc Liam and Noel fighting... AGAIN), fluff, smutty (Oral female receiving, P in V sex, protected sex, listen to Liam and ALWAYS WEAR A CONDOM).

Words: 2429

Summary: Back on tour with Oasis in 2000 as their official photographer as you've always been, you find it hard to have a moment alone with your husband. Also, Barcelona in May 2000 doesn't go as expected.

A/N: Hello ! I am back only today, but college is really being a pain in the arse so I'm sorry if the chapter only comes now. I beg you all please to be indulgent and not to leave me comments when I'm late, I know it, but sadly I can't do otherwise, I'm doing everything that I can to work on both college homework and my writings here. ;)

Anyway, here's chapter 16 (Anyway here's Wonderwall), I hope you'll enjoy it as per usual, next chapter will be the epilogue (yes Liam is leaving us for now, but he will come back of course !) and I don't know when it'll be published, (probably this weekend, because this time, no homework to do, at least at the moment.)

Enjoy !

(Damn this man...)

2000:

Back on tour with Oasis, with a baby.

It wasn’t simple, you can tell, so for each gig, Maggie was looking after baby Lennon while I was taking pictures.

Meg had also brought Noel’s and her’s new-born baby girl Anais.

Having a sexual life was also complicated.

Lennon was sleeping well and generally slept through the night, but as if by chance, everytime Liam and I were trying to go at it, Lennon started crying, which always caused Liam and I to argue. The thing being none’s fault. Draw.

It wasn’t until the end of the first part of the European tour that Liam and I got to be alone.

Peggy came a few days in London and was staying at Paul’s. With his agreement, she asked us if we agreed on letting her take Lennon with her for us to be just us two.

And oh, thank you Peggy.

March 28th 2000- a train from London Victoria:

Liam, where are we going?

Not gonna tell ye, it’s a surprise.

Can you at least give me a clue?

Nope, it would ruin everything. He answered

It was 11 am and we were on a train, going nowhere, or at least, somewhere I didn’t know where.

When we arrived in Chertsey, I immediately understood.

Don’t tell me that’s what I think! I exclaimed

And what d’ye think?

That we’re going to Thorpe Park.

And yer fucking right. He answered, smiling

Liam, I’m 30.

And?

And I’m 30, that’s all, I may be too old for that shit.

Shut yer cake ‘ole love, there is no age to have fun. Remember?

Remember what? I answered, holding both his hands

We’re gonna live forever sweetheart. So let’s fucking have fun.

Liam would always stay young in a way, that’s a fact.

And he would always make us feel like it.

So ready to feel like a kid again?

Fuck yes. I answered, kissing him

We left the train station, walking to the amusement park.

And we wouldn’t only be kids again. We would feel intense thrills only adults like us can feel.

We had fun, you can say it.

Screaming on the top of our lungs and holding hands in rollercoasters, getting soaked on the loggers leap and laughing out loud, stopping to kiss passionately in the middle of a labyrinth, eating cotton candies and candy apples.

And without knowing it, I realized I needed this day more than ever.

We came back in London, where Liam took me on a date in a lovely restaurant on the docks. The restaurant was charming and after leaving it, we went for a little walk.

Liam had bought a bottle of rum for us to share at home, while watching a movie.

Without doing it on purpose, Liam put the adult channel and there was a porn.

We both inclined our heads looking at the actress’s position.

That’s… He started

Complicated to reproduce. I pursued

It requires…

A lot of flexibility and training. She’s definitely a gymnast. What.The. Fuck.

Yea, what the fuck.

Liam put another channel.

We’re definitely fucking not doing this.

No indeed, we’re not.

Liam looked at me.

No Liam, we’re not.

What? So I can’t fucking look at ye without ye thinking I’m a fucking perv? I was going to ask ye what ye want to watch! He laughed

Sorry my love. I have an idea.

Tell me.

The mirror on the ceiling of our bedroom.

Oh… Ye wanna cuddle and sleep?

You totally misunderstood me Li’. I said, a grin on my face

Oh, I see! Ye want me to be ye movie don’t ye?

Yes, that’s the idea.

But what kind of movie?

Oh, I’ll let you decide what kind.

Liam approached me, put his hand on my hips and started kissing me.

While he deepened the kiss, I laid down on the couch, with him on top of me.

I felt his hands wander a bit everywhere and tugged at the hem of my PJ tee.

I let him take it off me and I did the same with his.

He got the access to my breasts and started kissing them. I moved uncomfortably.

Don’t worry baby, you’re still beautiful. You’re even more.

I smiled, relieved.

His lips kept sliding down until he found the hem of my PJ shorts.

May I? He asked

You better. I answered, smiling

He tore it off me, not wanting to wait anymore, leaving me in my undies.

And now, we’re pursuing this in our bedroom. He said, looking at me with love and lust

He took me in a bridal style, transporting me in our bedroom and laid me on our bed, him on top of me.

Now look at the mirror on the ceiling and let me make ye feel good sweetheart.

He slid my undies off and started licking at my clit, causing me to throw my head back on the pillows, while looking at what Liam was doing to me in the mirror.

It was so arousing, and I was wet.

Soon, I flet my orgasm approach.

Are ye close baby? Ye wanna come?

Fuck… please Li’, make me…

He sped the movements of his tongue, and I became a moaning mess, my whole body trembling in pleasure, Liam holding my hips down on the bed, helping me riding over my climax.

When I came down from my high, I felt my husband move to take the rest of his clothes off.

He was about to enter me, but I stopped him.

Li’.

Wot? Ye changed yer mind?

Hell no! But…

But what?

Huh… condom?

Oh yea, sure, soz, I forgot ‘bout that.

I wasn’t taking the pill anymore; I didn’t want to. But I didn’t want another child. At least, not yet.

Liam fumbled in the night table and took out a little blue package of it.

H ripped it open with his teeth and rolled the condom on his hard member.

This time we’re ready. He said

He kissed me and slowly entered me.

I hissed in pain. It had been quite some time that we didn’t do anything, and Lennon’s birth also probably acted on this.

Are ye okay? Liam asked, worried

Yes, just give me a few minutes please.

Of course love. He answered, smiling at me

Liam let me get adjusted to his size and left kisses everywhere while doing so.

I got to relax, and I finally nodded, indicating to Liam that he could move.

He started thrusting in me, slowly, making love to me.

My eyes were riveted to the mirror, looking at Liam’s hips rolling against mine, and looking at his exquisite ass.

Fuck… Yer so tight… I love ye Y/N… Do ye like to watch me make love to ye?

I answered with a loud moan.

I’ll take this as a yes. He added, also moaning

My nails dug in his back. Seeing both Liam’s body moving against mine and his face contorsionning with pleasure threw me over the edge.

Oh God… Liam…

Ye wanna come? Yer close baby?

Yes!

He sped up his movements and my body started shaking in pleasure again and left me being only whimpers and cries.

My eyes shut themselves in the process, and I heard Liam grunt loudly a first time.

I love you Liam… I love you…

I love ye Y/N. So fucking much!

Liam grunted again and this time, he spilled himself in the condom.

He collapsed next to me, and we laughed, taking time to come down from our ecstasy.

Wow, what a day… I said

I know, right? He answered

We laughed again

Still so proud of himself. I added

I am proud, would ye like to talk to him? He pursued

I kissed him a few times, starting to tickle him.

And this morning, me missus was telling me that she was too old to have fun and now yer tickling me as if we were fucking teens.

Yes, I know. And you’re right Li’. I’m not too old. Fuck… I’m fucking thirsty. I’ll go have a drink.

Leave it to me. What d’ye want to drink?

Well I know someone who has bought a nice bottle of rum earlier…

Liam smiled at me.

I’m going.

He kissed me before leaving the bedroom.

When he entered the kitchen, I heard him yell like a little girl.

Li’ are you okay?

Y/N, Help me please!

I put on my nightgown and join him in the kitchen. Liam was sat on the table, his legs drawn up against him.

Hey, what is it? I asked, worried

The…the…the mouse, just here. He said panicked, showing me the little animal with his finger

Huh what?

I’M FUCKING SCARED OF MICE Y/N! He shouted

Oh boy. The man never had feared his violent father and his big brother but was scared of mice. What a paradox.

*

Being married to the man Liam Gallagher is, had its good and bad moments as you all know.

And a bad moment came, again. This time it had nothing to do with me or cheating on me.

It was fare more worse than that. It was attacking his own family.

May 24th 2000- Barcelona-Spain:

On this day, Oasis were supposed to play in Barcelona.

But Whitey had tendinitis, so the show was cancelled but postponed to July.

So the guys spent the whole night drinking. Liam and Noel seemed to go along, as if Liam had grown up since our son was born.

I took this as an opportunity to take pictures of the band.

But oh, Liam can be a pain in the arse and be a total fucker when he’s drunk, he should never have ventured into such grave territory as that on which he has embarked.

Noel was showing pictures of Anais to the rest of the band, proud of the dad he became 5 months before.

Maybe was he joking as he always told me, or maybe was he serious, but Liam’s humor wasn’t to everyone’s taste. Especially Noel.

Oh I’m soz Noel… Liam started

Fer what?

Yer daughter.

Why? Ye think she’s ugly, don’t ye?

Oh no, she’s pretty!

Then what the fuck our kid?

I’m just soz fer ye that she’s not yers.

Fuck off! Noel answered, laughing at first

No really, I mean it. Ye really should take a paternity test, she doesn’t look like ye at all.

Liam! Shut the fuck up! I said, shocked, thinking he was being serious

Yo, what d’ye mean? Noel said, starting to get angry

What is it right, is that yer missus has most likely gone elsewhere during our studio sessions in France.

Liam, stop it! I shouted

Take this back right now William. Noel threatened

Well I’m soz but I’m just helping ye face the fucking truth man.

Oh shit, here we go again… I said, rolling my eyes but starting to panic

Noel threw himself on his brother and started hitting him and punching him. Liam tried to defend himself, but Noel was so enraged that the adrenaline of the moment made him stronger than he originally was.

He split his brother’s lip open, blood spilling out of it.

Gem and Alan tried to separate them and finally got to, Noel still wanting to take the life out of his younger brother.

I helped Liam to get up.

I’m fucking leaving, ye went too far this time! Noel yelled

Oi, I was joking! Can’t ye take a joke anymore?

It wasn’t fucking funny Li’! I answered

Noel opened and slammed the door; I ran after him in the hotel’s corridor.

Noel, wait, don’t go! I said, grabbing his arm

No Y/N, I’m soz but I’m leaving, ye won’t change me mind.

Listen, Noel, He’s drunk, he doesn’t mean…

Stop defending him Y/N! He has no excuse! None!

Yes, you’re right, he has no excuse, but alcohol…

Alcohol is not a reason, he can’t act like this because he drank too much, he has no right to! I’m leaving, I go back to me wife and daughter. Take care Y/N.

You too Noely.

I went back in the room we were in and saw Liam with a tissue in one of his nose holes so he wouldn’t bleed on the carpets.

He’s a crazy fucking bastard! I was only joking!

The fact Noel was leaving pissed me off even more.

I went towards Liam and slapped him.

You fucking idiot! I yelled

Oi!

There is no Oi! For fuck’s sake Liam, don’t joke with this kind of things!

Not me fault if me humor’s not Mr Chief’s taste!

This isn’t fucking funny! Wouldn’t you feel insulted if it was about Lennon and I?

Liam knew he was wrong, but he hated it.

Ye know what, fuck off Y/N. Shut the fuck up, I don’t wanna hear yer fucking voice.

Nice, you won’t hear it then. But think about booking another bedroom because you’re not sleeping with me tonight!

Perfect, I’ll go to the bar!

*

The next morning, I woke up alone in the bed. Liam didn’t come back.

I called his name, but there was no answer.

Happily, as I wasn’t drinking alcohol anymore, I wasn’t shitfaced so I could go looking for him with my mind cleared.

I went into the bathroom and let out a little scream when seeing Liam asleep in the bathtub.

I shook him and he grumbled.

Come on Liam, wake up. I said dryly

Let me sleep.

Well if you want to sleep at least go to bed.

Yea yea, two minutes. I’m soz fer last night.

That’s not to me you should apologize Liam. Call Noel.

Yea yea. Tomorrow.

As you wish… I sighed

It was going to be complicated. Noel only came back two months after and their relationship would never be the same anymore.

#liam gallagher oneshot #liam gallagher fanfic #90's liam gallagher #liam and noel #liam gallagher fluff #liam gallagher smut #liam gallagher #noel gallagher x reader #oasis #oasis band

[misscrazyfangirl321]

Hbd and sunny: get out of here.

At last, the follow-up to Poor Penny and Damien's Horrible No Good Very Bad Day (feat. bonding)

-

He finds her in the office, bent over some files, flipping through them with a determined look on her face. It's a look he knows all too well; he wore it himself once, some thirty years ago. She wants to fix the unfixable, to change what is already firmly set in place.

"Get out of here," he says flatly, without as much as a greeting. He will not let her become him, no matter what.

"I have to find out who did this." She doesn't even look up. "I have to stop them. I can't let them hurt anyone else, I-"

"We'll stop them. But not tonight. It's late; you need sleep."

She swallows. "I can't sleep. If I sleep, they might hurt someone else."

It's been days. Days since she and Damien were taken. Probably days since she's had a good night's sleep. No wonder she's barely making sense. "Listen, you need to-"

"I need to stop them. I thought you of all people would understand that."

The words land squarely between his ribs, and for a heartbeat, he cannot breathe, cannot think, cannot do anything but stare in horror, struggling to fit the cold words into the warm young woman that he knows.

Then she stills and looks up at him, face suddenly pale. "I'm-I'm so sorry. I didn't-I just meant because you're so determined to close cases, not-I didn't mean-" Tears well up in her eyes, and he forces himself to exhale, to let the pain wash over him and out.

"My wife's dead." He tries to keep his voice even. "Damien's not. So get out of here; he needs you with him, not here, buried in paperwork."

"But-" She's trembling, and he really wishes Ellie was here. She'd know exactly what to do, what to say, to fix this. He's a jagged blade meant to help a butterfly, and he doesn't know how to do anything but cut. "But it's my fault. They took me, but he-he could have gotten away. He almost did. But they put a gun to my head, and he-" She falls silent, burying her face in her hands, as the pieces fall into place. Then he sighs.

"It wasn't your fault-"

"It was!" She can scarcely manage each word. "So now I have to stop them, before-"

"Hey." He aims for gentle but firm, though Ellie has always been better at that than him. "He's alive. And he'll be a lot more upset if you're not there when he wakes up."

She says nothing, just continues shaking, and he tentatively steps toward her. Slow, uncertain, he reaches out, resting a hand lightly on her shoulder. That's how this comfort thing is supposed to work, right?

Her head lifts, eyes red and puffy, and she stares at him for three long seconds, until he's almost ready to yank his hand away and swear off doing the whole comfort thing at all-

And then he finds himself with two arms full of human. She clings to him, face buried in his chest, openly weeping against him. Oh; okay. That's... Not really in his wheelhouse. He clumsily brings his hand up to rest against her back, patting a couple of times for good measure.

"There, there," he tries, and she actually laughs, loud and sharp, bordering on hysterical.

"You are... Really not good at this," she whispers, taking a steadying breath, and he winces.

"Nope."

Then, so soft he can barely hear her- "Thank you."

She stays there for nearly two minutes; he watches the clock, the second hand ticking along, as she holds onto him for dear life. Then, at last, she exhales, releasing him and drawing back. Her face is still tearstained, but her expression is clear. Calm.

"I'm going to head to the hospital." Whew; his work here is done. "You should come with me."

W-why on earth would he do that? "I'm pretty sure I'm not the one he wants to see," he points out wryly, making his way to his chair.

"Eleanore will be there."

Of course she will be. All her life she's wanted a family, but for whatever reason, she's never had one, and now she treats Damien and Penny like the kids she never had. She'll be up there until he's well, fretting and worrying about him. "You two can keep each other company until he wakes up."

The look she gives him is wry, far too sarcastic to fit on her face, with just a hint of genuine amusement in her eyes. "Pretty sure I'm not the one she wants to see."

It's a ridiculous comparison, and he opens his mouth to tell her so, but her expression turns pleading and he gives in with a sigh. "Fine. But I'm driving."

#heyyyy guess what i rewrote the ending to this like three times bcs i REALLY wanted hbd to #find out about sbd's feelings for him here but the ending kept fighting me #like 'no this isn't about them.' #so. uh. have that slightly abrupt ending #anyway did anything think damien was dead? #i doubt it but i'm curious #deteggtives #answered #thanks for the ask! #lattes of love #my fics #my writing #mine #right on schedule captain