#oh gosh this is almost over I’m not ready for it to end

[leviathxn]

So I have a request for a Miguel fic, if you are willing to do it. 😊🤗

So...Miguel has a family but he hasn't told the other Spiders. One day he has to take his baby to work to look after him for a while. But then, in his office, bang the Spiders and see Miguel with a baby in his arms/or in a baby carrier. Later Miguel's wife comes in the picture too to take the baby in their universe.

OKAY I LOVE MIGUEL WITH A KID SM

So I know people were asking me for a part 2 on my other one so I’m gonna work on it but obviously it’s these requests firsttt

Thank you all so much for the support 💕

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“”Are you infected??”

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You were typically the one to watch the kids, the double trouble twins. Miguel was a busy man, protecting the spider-verse and all, so you would work from home and play with the twins. It wasn’t so bad, of course Miguel felt bad that he couldn’t have as close of a relationship with them but they still very much knew who their daddy was ((and you did too 😳)). But overall it was a good system and you would get to take things slow at home while being a fun mother.

However, every so often there was days you would need to go into work, very rare but still at least a semiannual occurrence. Sometimes you would even take them into work and they would end up bothering coworkers, but most times you were able to get a family member or close friend to watch them but as they’ve gotten older, spider powers started to shine through. Not only was it hard to control them but it would be too revealing.

Obviously nobody knew Miguel was spider-man, but if two twins started to hang on ceilings, people would eventually put two and two together. This meant you couldn’t leave them with family, resulting in Miguel carrying them around in double baby backpacks. One would be on his chest, the other in him back.

Miguel, in typical fashion, stayed in his office. Nobody assumed anything by his yelling, the man was weird, what would be surprising if he was schizo? Although every now and then people would look at each other, it didn’t sound like typical frustration or talking to himself, it was almost a back and forth. They were in no way heavy, but oh my, they were annoying. How did you get a grip on these two? They’re animals. Halfway through the day, the twins got out of the carriers and there was no going back.

“Put that down! Ay- I’m sorry don’t cry- HEY”. Miguel was struggling, because he loved the kids and he felt so bad for yelling but they wouldn’t listen. He thought to himself about the teens. You’d think as they get older they’d be better, but he saw himself comparing them to his 1 year old twins.

Disgusted at the thought, he grabbed them and webbed their hands. They giggled, struggling to get it off. It was a good distraction….. for like 3 minutes, then they were back to running around. He tried playing fetch with the twins but that didn’t go very well. They were just.. confused. Why did he throw the toy the just got. Although he appreciated their thinking skills, he really had no idea what to do. He held both of his kids, they hung from his arms and were climbing around him like a jungle gym.

Completely lost in thought about his children dilemma, the doors to his office opened, and the lovely teen band walked in. What a sight for them to see. Miguel standing completely disheveled and staring into space, a kid on his shoulder grabbing his ear, and another kid gorilla hugging his ((massive)) leg and trying to bite the suit.

Panic bells went off, everybody rushing over to Miguel. Was this an attack, was Miguel okay? Oh my gosh he’s being attacked by alien morphing baby things. As they all got ready to ready for the babies, Miguel jumped back, making sure to grab hold of his kids, and getting defensive.

“What the hell is your guys problem?!!” He shouted, sheltering both of his kids, who were now on high alert and looking fearful.

“Are those Aliena??? What happened to you, what did they do?? Why do you look like that!” Miles replied back to him, pointing his fingers at both babies. “Are you infected??”

Hobie, naturally didn’t look concerned, and stop back. “Mate, they look just like him”

“They bit him and took his DNA!! That’s why he’s protecting him”, Pavitr shouted while getting in an offensive position. Hobie almost lost is as he hurled over. Gwen looked over for a moment, then back to Miguel. “Wait… those are your kids”

“WHAT”. Miles and Pavitr shouted, looking at the very tired Miguel. “By that doesn’t make sense- you’re not- are you married??”. Questions flew right and left, chaos ensued as the babies ran around again. Miguel was done, SO DONE with babysitting the actual babies and now the teens.

Suddenly the door opened again, a very sweaty you running through. “Oh Miggy- I’m sorry I’m late I just got so lost in this place, but I’m here for the twins”. Miguel looked over at you in panic, the teen’s immediately stopped in their tracks. As the kids ran to you, so did the teens…. and what was supposed to be Miguel’s saving grace, ended up in having everybody over for dinner.

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Ahh I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you asked for, I traveled today to see a college and I’m writing this very late so I hope you don’t mind that it’s rushed. I’ll get more writing done this week since I’m on break, I promise!

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#atsv miguel #miguel #miguel o hara #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x you #miguel o #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #fluff #miguel o hara fluff #miguel 2099 #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel x you #astv fluff #astv miguel #spiderman astv #astv #astv x reader #astv x you #spiderman atsv #across the spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #spiderman #into the spider verse

[alientee]

This is a 3 shot series inspired by the amazing writer @gyoongim. They did amazing with my ask and I’m in love with Alastor x Jessica rabbit .🤣

Fun fact It’s said that Jessica rabbit is also asexual!

Charlie felt defeated, she tried her hardest but there wasn’t shit she could do against that damn Adam or the council. Sera took pity on her stopping her for a moment “Charlie…… while you were not successful maybe we can come to a compromise?”

Charlie looked back up with her with hope in her eyes while Vaggie continues to glare.

“How about this we send an angel down with you, they spend a day in your hotel and we get to learn about all your progress. Maybe that will help sway the masses and myself.

Charlie instantly nodded thanking them over and over again. “So where’s the angle joining us”

“Emily has gotten her….. ah there they are”

Emily bounced forward happily introducing you

“Charlie this is y/n she’s one of the angels that actually believe In your cause!”

Sera looked down at you giving you a stern look.

“You’ll stay there for 1 day and then come right back y/n. Stay safe and good luck”

You walk into the portal with Charlie and Vaggie leading to the hotel. The demon princess didn’t stop talking about how she was going to give you a tour, show you everything they have to offer, even take you to the few nice places in hell. She started to ask you questions. She seemed really sweet and excited to get to know you. “Can I just say you look absolutely gorgeous, you’re like wow!”

You giggled. “Thank you hun I used to turn a lot of heads when I was alive. Too bad I only had eyes for one man.”

Charlie looked even more excited “ Oh my gosh tell me everything!”

You went on and on about your past, how you were a singer and a model, how you were married to a radio host. How you got married and ended up retiring to be a housewife. You stopped your story when you ended up in front of a hotel looking around shocked.

“So this is hell huh? Now tell me more about the hotel”

Charle links her arm with yours pushing the doors of the hotel open. “This is the hazbin hotel! Were we have 2 residents ready to rehabilitate and reform there life into good! It may not look like much but I garuntee you everyone here is dedicated to making there life better!”

Vaggie scoffed “not everyone”

“Okay almost everyone hehe” Charlie rubbed her neck nervously.

You look around and see the interior with a scary looking bar there were a couple of demons one looks like a spider the other a snake, two cyclops and the last one was…. a bird cat?

“Everyone this is y/n! She’s gonna be staying with us for the day to prove to heaven that demons can change!”

They all introduce themselves and the spider named angel comes up to you, looking you up and down. “ Beautiful and Busty they should’ve never sent you down here toots! Now you can give me a run for my money”

You laugh it off giving him a wink “I’m a tough lady I can handle myself. It’s nice to meet y’all”

Charlie gives you a tour of the hotel and you meet up with group once more “So what do you think y/n!”

“I think y’all have something really nice going on here”

“Thank you-“

“Charlotttttteeee~ why is there an angel in our premises didn’t I tell you the couldn’t be trusted”

You turned around at the sound at the static like voice.

“Y/N… is that you?”

Alastor still keeps his signature smile but his eyes are wide with confusion. He walks up to you pulling you into his chest. Alastor kisses both your cheeks putting his forhead against yours. “It’s me mon amor”

“Alastor!? Honey you look so different and your smile is even bigger than I remember”

“Well you know you’re not fully dressed without a smile. Y/n darling what are you doing here? Someone sweet as you doesn’t belong down here”.

You hold him close snuggling into his chest “oh Al it’s alright I’m just here to see the hotel on behalf of the council. I missed you so much ! What are you doing here honey ? I was so confused when I never met you in heaven what on earth got you down here?”

Alastor looks away sheepishly “Well about that-“

“UM EXCUSE ME!”

You both turn around to see everyone looking at you both in shock. After a long silence Charlie speaks up.

“So you two know eachother huh”

You looking at everyone shyly “You remember how I said I was married to a radio host”

Alastor smirked pulling his arm around your waist. “This gorgeous gal has had my heart since I first laid eyes on her” He kisses your forhead

None of them could believe it! You were Alastor’s wife?!

Vaggie moves forward while everyone else is looking at you in shock. “Hold on, wait a minute let me get this straight. You! A gorgeous, kind hearted, helpful angel…… are married to that thing?!”

Alastor squints his eyes his static going off “what are you trying to say Vaggatha”

Angel interrupts her before she could speak

“ it means she’s waaaayyyyy out of your league smiles. I mean Vaggies right, she’s hot and your….anyway, how and the hell did a dame like you end up with old freak face anyway?”

Alastor rolls his eyes “ I won her affections with my charm and manners. Something you clearly don’t have my feminine fellow”

Angel looks at him uninterested “yea I ain’t buying that. Toots why you with this stuck up prude?”

You hold alastor arm cuddling up to his side “He makes me laugh, how could I turn him down when he always put a smile on my face” you giggle softly

Everyone was still shocked by your answer none of them could really see someone like you with someone like alastor but decided to accept it (everyone accept Angel and Vaggie) Angel smirks

“Ok so I was right it definitely wasn’t for his looks”

“Well beauty isss in the eye of the beholder, I guesss he jussst got lucky”

Alastor rolls his eyes “Are you miscreants quite done”

“Now we always know why Mr fancy talk creepy voice is always smiling. Thinking about his busty wife gets him through the day haha”

“Angel dust if you wish to redeem your soul and make it into heaven I suggest you watch your mouth before I end your life.”

“Oh Al leave him be he’s just joking, now tell me why your down here”

Alastor sighs giving you his arm. You grab it not questioning it as he walks you both to the door. He doesn’t even look back at the others .

“I’m talking my wife for a walk we’ll be back shortly”

As the two of you walk out everyone stays silent until Angel speaks up. “I don’t care what any of you’s say, he was definitely not hitting that right”

As you both leave Alastor stays silent. You don’t rush him to talk, you never did. You two never fought when you were alive you always talked it out and took it one step at a time.

“You should know that I didn’t tell you this because I didn’t want to hurt you or scare you. You were the only good thing I had left after my mother. So I hope you can forgive me for keeping it from you.”

“Go on hon I’m listening”

“The bayou serial killer, that was me doll….i died getting shot in the head with a rifle, being mistaken for a deer while I was burying a body. And I may of…. ate a few people, but they were never in your food!”

You looked at him in shock but you never let go of his arms. “Oh my gosh….. that’s what you were doing out there, they never told me, just said it was a hunting accident….. I should’ve known! You would always go one these nature trips at night when ya barley had friends plus I shoulda known someone like you doesn’t like outdoor activities like that! How ya wouldn’t let me in your tool shed because it was to much “dangerous” stuff in there. How you’d come home from the radio tower early hours in the morning. I thought you were stepping out on me for a time but you still showed me all the same amount of affection so I pushed that thought out the window”

Alastor laughed a laugh track playing in the back ground “Oh daring why would I ever step out on the most beautiful woman in the world. I’d be a fool to have eyes for anyone but you”

He squeezed your hips pulling you into a hug “Do you regret marrying me, please tell the truth?”

“Oh Al of course not, even if you are a killer you were so sweet and gentle with me I’ve never felt safer than when I was with you. Your a wonderful husband I’ll never regret you honey ”

Alastor pulled you close his smile getting wider. “How about I make it up to you darling let me take you out on the town, it’s been a while and you deserve to be spoiled doll.”

“I’d love that Alastor”

You both walked down the street in silence with you both linked arm and arm as always. Until Alastor spoke up again”

“And by the way sweetheart Tu portes l'enfer hors de cette robe, j'ai raté ces courbes”

You blushed “Still a charmer I see”

Part 2 comming soon~

#hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x you #alastor x y/n #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor the radio demon #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel x you

[freedomfireflies]

iFall for Harry pt. 5

Summary: Harry's got a proposition.

And you're not sure you're ready for it.

Word Count: 1.3k (SHE'S A BABY, I KNOW, BUT I GOTTA SET UP THE BIG STUFF)

(Previous parts to this series are down below at the end!)

So…what’s the appropriate, normal, non-creepy amount of time to wait after fucking your fist to the sound of somebody’s voice over the phone before texting them?

You grin to yourself when you see the text message slide down on your screen, your lip between your teeth as you click on his name.

Well, considering you could have a heart attack and keel over at any moment, I’d say the sooner the better.

How did I know you’d say that?

Cause I’m just so gosh darn charming.

Oh, is that what you are?

You seemed to think so when you were begging me to let you come.

…I wasn’t begging, I was just asking…really…nicely.

Whatever helps you sleep at night.

I sleep a lot better after that phone call.

Yeah?

Yeah. Except for the fact that I wake up hard as a fucking rock and leaking into my boxers, but…whatever.

Yum. I mean…yikes. Sounds painful. 

 Careful, Cheese Girl. Or I might just call you again.

And what would be so bad about that?

Well, for one, I quite literally don’t think there’s any fucking come left in my body.

…I don’t know if I needed to hear that.

Why? Have you fallen in love?

Oh, is that what this strange feeling in my chest is? Love? Huh, I thought it was heartburn.

Aww, are you saying your heart burns for me?

I’m saying you’re lucky your number isn’t blocked.

You’d never block me. You think about me too much.

Who says I think about you?

Do you?

You suck in a sharp breath, eyes glued to the screen as you contemplate a response.

You could lie to him. After all, he wouldn’t know the difference.

But…it would be a lie.

You do think about him. Far more than you care to admit.

The only problem…is that you don’t want to think about him.

After all, what would telling him even do? It’s not like anything could ever happen outside of the occasional phone sex.

You don’t even know the man.

But…what if you want to?

Yeah, I do. When it’s late at night and I can’t sleep.

A solid minute passes before he finally sends his response.

What did I just say? Are you trying to fucking kill me?

If you can survive a heart attack, you can survive this.

I would never survive you.

You’re not sure if this is meant to be a compliment or an insult…but your heart flutters, nonetheless.

Oops, sorry. Bad time? Are you in another meeting?

Nah. Out by the pool. 

That sounds nice. It’s fucking freezing here.

And where is here...exactly? If you don’t mind my asking.

Again, you hesitate. He could be a catfish…or a stalker…or just a fucking creep.

Or maybe he’s just curious. Maybe he wants to get to know you. And it’s not like you’d be telling him your exact address. Just…maybe a vague description of where you are in the country.

I’m guessing Los Angeles from your area code. 

And I only know that because I also have a Los Angeles area code. 

Which you can probably tell, so I don’t know why I said it.

And now I’m rambling, and you aren’t responding, and I think I freaked you out.

As the texts continue to roll in, you have to smirk, slightly relieved by how adorably flustered he is.

You can almost hear each response in his voice.

That sexy fucking voice.

Easy, Gramps. I lived in Los Angeles for a few years, but I’m in New York now.

Ah, the Big Apple. Nice. I like New York, but you’re right, it’s fucking freezing.

Do you come a lot? To New York I mean.

Uh huh. Sure, you did. And yes. To both.

Very nice. Any particular reason?

Well, sometimes it’s because I'm remembering that phone call. But other times it’s because I’m dreaming about that phone call. Either way, I’m just always thinking about you.

Your stomach flips.

I meant any particular reason you come to New York so often, you twat.

Oh, right. Yeah, I do a lot of business there. Or business-related things.

I see.

Suddenly, the chat goes quiet. Far too quiet, and as the minutes begin to tick by…you feel a strange tingle begin to crawl its way up the back of your throat.

And then—

“…hello?”

“Hi.” Harry. His voice. Breathless and seemingly rattled. “Sorry. I just…I figured if I didn’t call, I’d never say it? And I wanted to hear your reaction instead of just staring at those goddamn bubbles until I shit myself.”

A little surprised, you stand up from your desk and begin to pace toward the kitchen. “No, it’s fine. Are you…okay?”

“I’m…no. Yes, no. I’m fine.”

“…yes, no?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” he repeats. “Sorry. I’m…shit. This isn’t going how I wanted it to.”

Your eyebrows raise. 

“I…so, here’s the thing,” he tries again. “There’s a thing. And I know we…don’t know each other, so we don’t really do things…but there’s a thing. That maybe…could be a thing. Like, an us thing.”

“…Harry?”

“…yeah?”

“You’re rambling again.”

You hear him exhale a laugh before there’s a bit of noise and he clears his throat. “Sorry. Yeah, I’m…I do that. When I’m nervous.”

“I see. And why are you nervous?”

“’Cause of…the thing.”

“Ah.” You nod, despite the fact that he can’t see you. “Well…why don’t you tell me what this thing is.”

“Right.” More noise. “So…the thing. I’m…gonna be in New York this week.”

He goes quiet then, as if giving you time to process what he’s saying.

What he’s implying.

“Oh,” you breathe, the realization weighing heavy on your chest. 

“Yeah.” Another beat. “Look, I don’t…I’m not expecting us to meet. I don’t…that’s weird, I know. But…fuck, honestly? All I keep thinking about…is asking you. And I know it’s fucking weird. I know that but I had to ask you. ’Cause it would drive me nuts if I didn’t.”

A long stretch of silence passes between you as your mind begins to work overtime to create any sort of response.

“You don’t have to give me an answer right now,” he adds after a moment, almost sounding embarrassed. “Or at all. I don’t…I really don’t expect anything, but…I’ll be in the city on Friday. And…if you do want to meet…I’ll be at Ellen’s Stardust Diner. At twelve. You could…I don’t know, peek in? See if I look…worth your time? I don’t know. I’m…shit, sorry. I thought this would go better.”

“No, I—” Your eyes squeeze shut. “I’ll…I’ll think about it.”

“Really?” He clears his throat again. “Fuck, sorry. I’m cool. Uh…really. Interesting. Okay, got it. Good to know.”

You smile to yourself as you lean against your kitchen island. “Oh yeah, you are so cool.”

“The coolest—hey, look, I’ve…I’ve gotta go,” he sighs, and for some reason, you feel your heart sink. “I know I keep doing that, and I swear I didn’t mean to drop this on you and then disappear, I’ve just…I’ve…”

“More meetings?” you guess, and you hear him take another breath.

“Yeah. S’always more fucking meetings, and more fucking shit I’m apparently doing wrong.” 

Your expression softens. “I see. Well…good luck.”

“Thanks.” A beat. “So…you’ll think about it?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“’Cause you can tell me if I’m just too attractive for you to actually meet. I’ll believe you.”

“Oh, I’m sure you would.”

“Good,” he chuckles. “Okay, I really do have to go now.”

“Hey, I’m just waiting for you to hang up.”

“Honestly, it might be easier if you hang up first. I don’t really think I have the strength to hang up on you.”

There he fucking goes again. 

You tug your lip between your teeth. “Bye, Harry.”

“Yeah…bye, Cheese Girl. Maybe see you Friday.”

You grin.

“Yeah. Maybe see you Friday.”

Next part! ~ iFall for Harry pt. 6

Previous parts:

~ iFall for Harry pt. 4*

~ Full iFall for Harry Masterlist

~ Other Harry Blurbs

~ Full Masterlist

#harry #harry edward styles #harry styles #harry styles fan #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles blurb #harry styles request #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #iFall for Harry

[lilsedge]

Tjd x y/n where they meet y/n little sisters it can be from the series tjd girl

Be good

TJDG Short Story

Warnings: doesn’t follow story timeline 

“Hey Y/N, sweetie, can the girls stay over at your place tonight?” Beth asks.

“Oh yes, of course mom, drop them off now,” Y/N replies.

“Okay, I’ll see you in a bit,” Beth says.

“Alright bye,” Y/N replies.

A knock sounds throughout the apartment. How the heck did they get to her house so fast? Lyric and Ruby don’t move that fast; they get distracted. Y/N walks to the door and opens it.

“What are you guys doing here?” Y/N says, confused.

“We were bored,” Dominik replies.

“Can we come in?” Finn asks.

“Well, I kinda have-” Y/N was cut off by all of them just walking in. 

“Okay, yeah, come on in, guys. Gosh, no one waits for an answer these days,” the young girl says to herself.

Y/N walks up to her room. She makes the bed all nice and ready for her sisters. The toys were already set out at her house. They never put away the toys. There was another knock on the door, but Y/N didn’t get to the door fast enough. Damian was already opening the door.

Beth was just standing there in shock. Y/N comes running to the door, pushing Damian out of the way. Beth looks at Y/N, confused.

“They just walked. I don’t even know, mom,” Y/N says. 

“And they won’t leave,” Beth asks.

“Well, I haven’t tried, but that’s going to be hard now with the girls,” Y/N says.

“That’s okay, I won’t tell your dad,” Beth replies.

“Okay, goodbye my girls. Be good to your sister. I love you,” Beth says, walking away.

“Love you too,” the girl’s reply.

Y/N closes the door.

“Okay, I’m going to put your things in my room, do what you want,” Y/N tells her sisters. 

The girl ran to her room quickly and put her sister’s bags on her bed. The sound of feet hitting the floor sounded in the hall. The door opens fast. Ruby and Lyric come running in.

“What’s going on?” Y/N questions her sisters.

“There are scary people in your living room,” Lyric says, holding her younger sister’s hand.

“Scary peop- oh them. It’s okay, those people aren’t going to hurt you.” Y/N reassures her sisters. 

“Come, let’s meet them. I’ll hold your guy’s hands,” Y/N says.

The younger girls grab their older sister’s hand. Y/N leads the girls out to the living room where the Judgement Day sat. They were on their phones, not paying attention. Lyric and Ruby were holding on to their sister’s hand still, but they were hidden behind her.

Dominik looks up and sees the girls. He knows Lyric and Ruby well, but ever since he joined the Judgement Day they’ve been scared of him.

“Hey girls,” Dominik says, to the two little ones. That causes the rest of them to look up and the two young girls try to get further behind their sister.

“You girls remember Dom right,” Y/N asks, turning around to face the girls. They nod. 

“Okay, so now there is Rhea, Damian and Finn,” Y/N says, pointing at them. They all wave to the girls. Lyric and Ruby shyly wave back. 

“What do you girls want to do?” Y/N asks them.

Ruby looks at Lyric, then asks, “Can you play with us?”

“Of course I can! Can they play, too?” Y/N asks.

“If they want to, I really want to play with dolls with Dommy,” Ruby says.

Dominik gets up from the couch and sits on the floor, waiting for the girls to get their toys out. Y/N smiles at Dom and sits next to him. The girls pull out their toys as the rest of the group sits on the floor. 

Lyric was a little more hesitant to play dolls with Rhea, Damian, and Finn than Ruby was. She ended up enjoying it, though. Y/N looks at the time and it’s almost time for supper time. 

“Hey, what do you girls want for supper?” Y/N asks.

“Spaghetti!!” Borge girls shout.

“Are you guys fine with that?” Y/N asks the Judgement Day. They all nod.

“Let me help you,” Rhea says.

“Okay, come on. Girls don’t be so hard on the boys now.” Y/N says, walking away to the kitchen. 

Rhea is right behind Y/N. The shorter girl gets a pot out from her cabinet and hands it to Rhea so she could fill it with water. Y/N gets out the pasta, sauce and ground beef. (Sorry if you are vegan or vegetarian)

She then grabs a pan, puts it on the stovetop, and puts the meat inside the pan. Turning on the stove, Rhea grabs a fork and mashes up the meat. While Y/N puts the water on the stove too.

The meat is now cooked, so they can pour the sauce in. They boiled the water and poured the spaghetti noodles in. 

It all finishes cooking at the same time. Y/N grabs plates for everyone. She is going to get her and her sister’s plate ready while Rhea is going to get hers and her boys plate ready because she knows how much they’d want.

“Alright, you little ducklings, it’s time to eat,” Rhea shouts.

Sits at the table, while Y/N brings out forks for everyone and Rhea starts bringing out the plates full of food. The girls happily chomp into their plates as soon as they get them. 

By now, everyone has finished their food and is just sitting around at the table. Y/N finally looks over at her sisters and sees their faces are a mess. She laughs to herself and gets up to get a wet cloth. When she gets back, the girls were not even at the table anymore.

“Girls, come here please,” Y/N shouts at her sisters. 

When they arrive, Y/N hands them their wash cloths and says, “Clean your faces, please.”

The girls clean their faces, hand Y/N their wash cloths and go running back to the living room. Y/N collects everyone’s dishes off the table and goes to the kitchen sink. She turns around and jumps.

“Oh sorry, me and Finn can do the dishes, though. Don’t worry about them,” Damian says.

“Alright, are you sure? Like I don’t mind doing them,” Y/N replies. 

“Go hangout with Dom and Rhea in the living room, we’ll be fine,” Finn reassures her.

Y/N nods, walking back to the living room where the girls are now cuddling up to Dominik. Ruby had her feet on Rhea’s lap. Y/N started smiling at the sight of that. The girls finally weren’t afraid of Dominik and they let some others into their life. 

Y/N sat on the couch next to Rhea. Rhea puts her arm around Y/N. The younger girl cuddles more into the older girl’s side. Finn and Damian come back from the kitchen and also sit on the couch, but they cuddle each other. 

Lyric and Ruby wanted to watch a movie, so Y/N told them to get into their PJs and then they could watch the movie. Y/N had to get up from Rhea’s grasp to get the remote for the girls. 

When they came back, they immediately grabbed the remote and sat back down where they were sitting, but this time, Ruby sat right in Rhea’s lap. Y/N smiles to herself, knowing her sisters are going to want to see these ‘scary people’ again. They spent the rest of the night watching the movie and sleeping.

#wwe x reader #wwe fanfiction #wwe imagine #dominik mysterio x reader #the judgement day #damian priest x reader #finn balor x reader #rhea ripley x reader

[mavrintarou]

Christmas Morning - Suna Rintarou [end]

This wasn't supposed to go this far lol

Warning: fluff; explicit smut (18+); surprise ending (is it really a surprise though)

Fourth part

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“Goodness,” Wendy narrowed her eyes, staring at you for a solid thirty-seconds in silence, “you’re illuminating. Are you pregnant?”

Every time you meet up with Wendy for brunch, she’s always making embarrassing comments to you.

And what is even more embarrassing is that she is always on spot.

Though you are not pregnant, you definitely had a pregnancy scare.

You were more than a week late and you were never late.

“I’m not pregnant,” you answered with confidence.

You had taken four pregnancy tests and all came back negative but you period never arrived.

You were about to express your concerns with Rin but he confronted you first.

You stayed an hour later at work and Rin was at your place making dinner.

After a long day, you were ready to spend the rest of your evening with your boyfriend.

Boyfriend…

You had a stupid smile plastered on your face every time you thought of him as your boyfriend. Rin was adamant that you officially accept his request asking you to be his girlfriend, in which you said yes and that made him your boyfriend now.

“Rin?” you found him sitting at the kitchen table with his back facing you. “What are you –“ you look over his shoulder and whatever you were going to ask went dead on your tongue.

In front of him was the four pregnancy test in a clear bag.

He looks at you with a pale face. “Is… are these yours?”

You exchange looks from the pregnancy test to him. “Uh… yeah…”

“Were you going to tell me?”

You frown at him, “tell you what?”

“That you’re pregnant?”

“But… I’m not pregnant, Rin?”

It was his turn to frown at you, “you’re not? Then why are you taking these tests?”

“I took them to see if I am but they’re negative, see.” You pointed to the single line. “One line means negative.”

Rin covered his face with both palms and groan. “I didn’t even look at that…”

You laugh, pulling his hands away. “I’m sorry if I scared you – you weren’t supposed to find…”

“I was nervous… and excited.” He mumbled; his hands shifted only to uncover his eyes. “I saw them in the trash bin and all I could think about is that you’re pregnant.”

“I missed my period for a week now, so I took these test but they’re negative.” You sigh, “but I still haven’t gotten my period either so…”

“So…” he repeated after you.

“So, until Aunt-Flo arrives… I don’t know.”

That night after Rin makes love to you, your period arrives.

“Oh gosh, Rin is so cute… at least you know he was excited if you were pregnant.” Wendy laughed, she has been laughing since you explained how Rin thought you were pregnant cause he didn’t know how to read a pregnancy test.

“I was scared,” you whispered, “we keep having risky sex like that… since then I’ve made him wear a condom.”

“Why not just go on birth control?” Wendy inquired.

You sink back into your chair, “I brought it up but Rin said he didn’t want hormones and all the other junk to go into my system. It’s not good for my body.”

Wendy clutch her hand over her heart, “what a gentleman. He’s thinking about your body… argh… if you don’t want him, send him my way.”

You kept it to yourself, but you almost blurted how he was supposed to choose her that night. If Wendy had not backed out and asked you to take her spot that day… Wendy would have been you this moment.

“Thank you.”

Wendy blinks at you, “for what?”

“Had it not been for you to ask me to take your spot, I would have never met Rin and be where I am right now.”

“It was meant to be, so don’t lose him.”

.

You haven’t heard from Rin in a few hours. He was overseas in Taiwan for a game and was due to return tonight. What time? He didn’t tell you.

It was close to midnight, and you were beginning to fall asleep. Turning your body, you leaned into the couch and closed your eyes, clutching your phone.

You slipped into slumber waiting for his message or call.

“Y/n.”

You hear yourself hum.

“Y/n, why aren’t you sleeping in your room?”

One eye cracked open to see your favorite person beside you. “Rin?” You rubbed your eyes, sitting up. “you’re home?” When your vision was cleared you stare at him confused as he continued to gaze at you. You cup his face, “are you okay?”

He nodded, “you said, you’re home.” He smiled and his hand cupped your face, “yes, I’m home.”

You pull him into a hug, “I don’t know why this time, I missed you so much.”

Rin pulls you tighter against him. “I missed you more.” He suddenly pulls away, “I have something for you.” He shifts away and grabs something before holding it to you, “for you.”

“What is this?” You glance at the bag with colorful tissue paper. “It’s not my birthday?”

“Correct, but it was White Day… well a few days ago but I wasn’t in town, so it doesn’t count… now open it.”

You pull out the tissue paper and your lips curve upward. “Chocolate…”

“Returning the favor, although you ate my chocolate… and I forgive you but I’m returning the favor…” He fiddled around before sighing.

You sensed the sudden mood change and set the chocolate back in the bag to tilt his chin, looking him in the eye. “What’s wrong?”

He only gazes at you for a few seconds before swallowing, “I know… I might be rushing it but I – I really, really, really feel like you are the one for me.” He looks deep into your eyes, as if he’s trying to read your mind. “I – I have something for you.” He reaches behind and pulls out a velvet box.

You hear your sharp inhale.

He cracks open revealing two rings. “I never thought I’d get couple’s rings but… here I am…” He paused, “will you accept and wear this couple’s ring with me, Y/n?”

You lifted your left hand and with a clear voice, “of course.”

Rin chuckles and shakes his head, grabbing my right hand, “this hand, well… I want to save the left hand for when I marry you so we’re going to wear this on our right side for now.”

He slips the ring on and you grab the other ring to slip it on him. You hold his much larger hand for a second before looking up at him. “I love you, Rintarou.”

His green eyes widen, “say – “ he choked, “say that again?”

Dropping his hand, you cup his face and kiss him. “I love you, Suna Rintarou. I love you.”

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“EJP! EJP! EJP!”

The gymnasium screamed loudly for their home team as Suna – EJP’s Middle Blocker shut down their opponent and helped his team win the game.

This was your first game of his that you attended and tears pricked your eyes as you refrained yourself from screaming like a madwoman when your boyfriend earned the winning point.

Rin points in your direction and you point right back at him, mouthing I love you.

He mouths, me too and winks.

He is going to be the death of you.

.

Rintarou has become the best thing that has ever happened to you.

There was never a dull day with him.

Your relationship progress every day and your love for one another grew daily.

You guys were like every normal couple that have their good and bad days.

Usually both times resulted in hot passionate sex.

Especially after a disagreement.

Rin’s grip on your waist is bruising as he pounded into you from behind. The dress you wanted to wear to one of his teammate’s wedding was now wrinkled and bunched up at your waist with your thong – torn and looped around one ankle.

Five minutes ago, you guys should have been out the door.

As soon as Rin saw your dress, the dress, he did not approve of you wearing – he had you bent over his bathroom counter and took you from behind. He is still dressed in his suit with only his pants undone.

“You just want to be a bad girl because you know what I would do when you start acting like a bad girl, huh?”

Not entirely true, for the most part Rin allowed you to do what you wanted, and it was only when your really pushed his buttons to see how far he let you get away with your action that he would have to set your attitude and action straight again.

But you wanted to wear that dress, sure it was a little more revealing than what you’re used to, or what he was used to, but you were going to wear it anyways because he can’t tell you what you can and can’t wear.

An arm looped around your chest, pulling you against him. Your back arched as he slows down his thrusts but they are deep and slow, driving you crazy.

He combs your now messy updo hair behind your ear before nipping it with his pearly teeth. He makes eye contact with you through the mirror, “are you going to be a good girl and let me cum inside of you?”

He knows you would never say no.

You loved it when he came inside of you.

Probably more than him.

“Will you let me wear this dress in exchange?” You hear his scoff. “Then no… you can’t cum inside of me.”

“You play dirty, love.” He growled, you feel his cock throb inside of you, ready to cum. “Fine… and that dress will go in the garbage after tonight.” His hips fasten, your moan echoing loudly in his large bathroom.

You grip the counters again as Rin reaches to find your swollen clit, rubbing it. His teeth grazing the skin over your nape. “Rin,” you moaned, reaching behind to thread your fingers through his hair, you’re going to have to redo his hair after this. “… I’m so close… so close – cum… cum inside of me…”

Your body trembles in bliss, walls squeezing him and bringing him over the edge. His hot cum spurts inside of you but he doesn’t stop his thrusting.

You gasped, trying to push his hand away from your clit. “Too – too much…”

He hummed but doesn’t stop, slowly rubbing it and riding your orgasm as far as he can take you. His hips stops and so does his hand as he releases your poor over stimulated clit.

“Are we late to the wedding?” he asked after a few minutes of recovery.

Yes.

You both arrived to the wedding late. Unfortunately, you couldn’t wear the dress anymore because it was so wrinkled and had to redo your hair as well as Rin’s.

“Wipe that smug off your face,” you mumbled, slapping his hand away from your hips. He would only place his hand there again, rubbing the satin material of the dress he had chosen.

Before he could say something, the MC announced for all the women to step on to the dance floor because it was time for the bride to toss the bouquet.

You weren’t going to go up but Komori Motoya’s girlfriend grabbed your hand, tugging you along with her to the dance floor.

You stood in the back and at a distance, away from all the other excited women who was ready to catch the bouquet.

“One… two… THREE!” shouted the bride as she blindly tossed her bouquet over her shoulder.

You watched it fly in a nice arch and all the women in front of you shoving and shifting to snatch it…

The smile on your face faded as your eyes narrowed, realizing… it was coming… in your direction. “Uh…”

You began to panic, none of the women was coming for it, as if they are frozen in their spot. All their head and eyes are on you, waiting for your next move.

You wanted to run for it, but your heels was rooted to the floor as well.

“Catch it Y/n!” Motoya’s girlfriend shouted excitedly.

At the last second, you reached for it, catching it before it could hit the floor.

The room roared loudly, clapping, and cheering.

.

Rin held your hand as you two left the venue after saying goodnight to your friends.

The bouquet was in your other hand, dangling upside down. You tried pawn it off, but they all refused.

Even the flower girl who was eyeing it didn’t want it.

“You’re quiet.” He looks down at you as you guys waited for his car.

You glanced up at him, “you’re quiet.” You said back, after you made it back to the table with the bouquet, Rin kept his hands off of you and only chatted with his teammates.

“I am?”

“Yes, you haven’t said a word to me since I un-fatedly caught this thing,” you waved the bouquet. “If you feel nervous or anxious because I caught it – don’t worry and don’t listen to what anyone has to say –“

He pulls his hand away and steps in front of you, cupping your face and forcing you to look up at him. “Y/n, I am not nervous or anxious at all.”

His green eyes is telling you the truth when you searched them. “But you didn’t touch me…”

“I had to keep my hands off of you or else…” he didn’t need to finish for you to know what he meant. “You catching this tonight has made my heart accelerated but for good reason…” He knocks his forehead with yours. “You know what they say when someone catches the bride’s bouquet, right?”

You nodded.

“Good,” he smiled and pecked your lips.

“Suna-san, your car is here.”

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Present day [from the first part of this series]

Wrapping papers scattered around Rin’s apartment.

From designer bags, designer shoes to limited edition books you have always wanted…

Rin has spoiled you once again.

You begin to clean up the room when you hear him clear his throat.

Turning around, your eyes widen, and your breath stilled…

“What… are you… doing?” you breathed.

Rin is kneeled in front of you with another velvet box in his hands, very carefully, he opened it to a single diamond ring.

“Y/n,” his voice croaked and he swallowed, “you are the love of my life. I cannot go a day and night without you. You bring out the best in me and you are the best thing that has ever happened in my life. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

Tears have already rolled down your cheeks as you nod your head, “yes, yes I’ll marry you.”

He hops onto his feet and pulls you into a crushing hug before stepping back to take the ring out and slip it on your left hand. He brings your hand to his lips, “you’ve just made me the happiest man.”

“You need to open your gifts,” you pull away from him. You shove the smaller gift in his hands, “open this one first.”

Rin leans down to kiss you, “I don’t need anything else now that I have you.”

“Hmm, don’t be so quick to say that…” you mumble with a smile, pulling away. “Open.”

He pulls the ribbon and rips the wrapping paper off. He pulls out the card, reading it out loud.

Rin,

I tell you all the time how much you mean to me, but it seems to never be enough.

You are the greatest thing that has happened in my life, and I would never trade you.

Even for the first edition series of Lord of the Rings.

Every day is a blessing, even the days I want to whack a frying pan over your head.

But I love you.

Well.

We love you, daddy.

Y/n

You can see Rin re-reading the last part there.

His head snaps up and he digs further into the box.

He blinks and his face softens as he pulls out a bag of four pregnancy tests.

Four positive pregnancy tests.

“Are you…” he drops the stuff on the couch and pulls you into a hug before pulling away, “sorry, not too tight.” He mumbled before dropping down on his knees and stares at your belly. He lifts your shirt and places a kiss right above your belly button.

You grab the second gift that was in a bag. “This one too…”

Pulling out the tissue papers he reached inside and pulls out an identical miniature outfit that matches his volleyball uniform.

Clipped to the uniform were the ultrasound photos.

Rin covered his mouth with one hand, choking back a cry. His eyes filled with tears.

“Hi daddy, I can’t wait to meet you.” He reads the note you wrote on the first photo.

You reach to wipe his tears away. “Merry Christmas, Rintarou.”

He pulls you into his arms as you both fall onto his living room floor. “This is the best Christmas.”

You hold your left hand up to admire your ring, “indeed…”

Rin shifts around and hovers over you, he pushed your shirt up.

You just hit your twenty-week mark and was beginning to show.

“I’m twenty weeks pregnant.”

“How did I not… notice?”

You laughed, “because you were always so horny.”

Rin didn’t find it funny. “Did I hurt you when I was being too rough?”

You cup his face, “no love, you didn’t hurt me.” You rubbed his cheekbones, “but we probably should cut back on the roughness until I give birth.”

In a blink of an eye, you are maneuvered and straddling Rin. “Okay, you top so that way you are the one in control.”

You can feel his hard bulge through your cotton panties. “Rin!”

“You called it, I’m always horny. I’m even hornier now knowing you’re pregnant. How fucken sexy is that.” He pulls off your shirt in one swift movement and palms your breasts. “Will these get bigger?”

You moan, “yes…”

He pinches your nipples, “and full of milk?”

“… yes…”

Rin groans, pushing up against your core. “I need you.” He quickly pushes his boxers off and tugs your panties aside so you can sink down on him. “No wonder you feel… tighter…”

“They say sex can be sensitive during pregnancy.” You noticed how you orgasm faster than usual.

You rock your hips, pressing both palms on his chest for support.

“Not – “ he winces, “not too deep… or too fast, I don’t want to hurt baby…” One hand rest on your hip, trying to slow your movement.

You grab both his wrists and pinned them to the floor, “you said I get to be in control? So, let me do it.”

His eyes widen before they sparkle, “yes… mommy…”

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t call me that when you’re deep inside of me.”

He smirked, “you don’t like it?”

“It’s weird…” you rolled your hips faster, circling your hips. “We should enjoy this time to ourselves before they arrive.”

“Yes mommy.”

“I will leave you high and dry if you call me mommy one more time, daddy.” You gasped loudly the next second as you feel Rin groan as he cums deep inside of you. “Rin!”

He lifts his hips off the ground and thrusts inside of you in shallow hits. “Fuck, call me daddy again…”

You lean down to his ear and whisper, “daddy Rin…”

.

“Where is mama?”

You abandon your cart of books and ran down the aisle to see your husband with the baby carrier and inside is your five-month-old daughter, Rise.

“We brought you lunch!”

. . .

E/n: Thank you for hanging onto this bandwagon.

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[hockeyboysimagines]

Hi, could I get prompt 17 under the Romance section with Matthew Tkachuk?

This got angsty, but sweet at the end. Hopefully you like it!

Tears were streaming down your cheeks as you ripped clothing from hangers.

You’d been standing in front of your closet in a bra and a pair of underwear, slowly but surely breaking down as you clawed through clothing item after clothing item but nothing was right.

By now you were sweaty and heaving, makeup running down your face and smudge around your eyes as you caught sight of yourself in the mirror.

You had no clue what was going on with you.

Well. That was a lie.

You did know it you felt so stupid about it you didn’t wanna say it out loud.

In Calgary, you were able to spend most of the year in relative peace, bundled in warm clothing that no one bothered to look twice at. Even with Matthew being a celebrity adjacent athlete, the weather didn’t truly start to warm up until Matthew’s season was just about over.

In St.Louis, you two hung around the same friend group as always and never really branched out from some of your favorite places. Still living in some semblance of peace.

But Florida had changed everything.

It was one of the few places he could have possibly been traded that was bathing suit weather almost year round. Which meant hundreds of bikini clad girls asking for a picture everywhere you went.

At first it didn’t bother you. And then a little twinge of annoyance panged at you now and again but nothing major. By January however you’d had enough.

You felt like you were gritting your teeth everywhere you went, anxiety filled you each time he suggested dinner or a movie or the beach? Forget about it. You lived basically on the beach and you refused to even go near it most days. You’d started looking at yourself in the mirror.

Should I lose weight?

Should I change my hair?

Why doesn’t my bathing suit look like theirs on?

Millions of questions swirled around in your brain like the acid in your stomach as you let out more fresh tears and rubbed at your angry red skin. There was stress induced blotches littered across your neck and face and your ears felt like they were filled with water, so much apparently you didn’t hear the door open and Matthew taking the steps two at a time before he burst through the door smiling brightly.

“Hey are you ready for-woah.”

You spun to see him looking around at the chaos that was your bedroom before his eyes landed on you and clouded with concern “Oh my god are you okay?” He took a step forward arms outstretched “What’s the matter?” He asked gently.

You shook your head and sniffled “It’s dumb.”

“Nothing you say is dumb. Come here.”

You dat next to him taking a deep breath “I’m having a hard time.”

“With?”

“Living here. The girls in bikinis everywhere, the constant attention. I feel so insecure.”

“Insecure? About what? Those are just girls.”

“Not to me. To me they’re-they’re-“

“They’re what?”

“My competition.” You mumbled.

“Comp-what? Oh my gosh, you don’t have any competition. You are the smartest, most wonderful, beautiful girl I’ve ever known. I don’t want anyone else.”

“Are you sure?” You said in a small voice, sniffling again.

“100% sure, Why didn’t you tell me this before? You know you talk to me about anything I thought.”

“I felt silly about it…and also like if maybe I brought attention to it you’d see that it was true.”

He shook his head, pursed his lips, and brought a hand up to swipe at a tear on your cheek and then smiled softly at you “It’s always been you, and it will always be you. Please never forget that. I love you, so much and I always have. Okay?”

You nodded and took a deep breath “O-okay.”

He smiled wider “Good. Now. Clean yourself up and meet me downstairs. I wanna take my beautiful girl out for dinner. If she wants?” He added hopefully.

You nodded and he leaned across to kiss your cheek.

“I love you. You know that right?”

“I know. I love you too.”

He bounced off the bed and paused in the doorway “I’ll help you clean all this up tonight. Might as well wait to add the rest of your clothes to al this after I rip them off later.”

“Matthew!”

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[dancingbabya-notes]

Quirk malfunctions

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As anyone else might say sometimes your quirk doesn’t always work the way you intend it unless you train it rigorously, even then sometimes your quirk can mess up or even activate subconsciously.

Characters: Bakugo Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Shoji Mezo, Aizawa Shouta, Yagi Toshinori

A/N: I'm finally writing something after fighting with my computer for several months and posting it. I will not be disappearing into the oblivion I will be writing whether my brain likes it or not.

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Bakugo

As a new hero you needed to be ready to jump into action at a single call. But as you check your phone again you grumble. “I’m taking a nap someone will call if they need me.”

Though the idea of sleeping on concrete wasn’t entirely appealing you were glad for the pseudo cape on your uniform. Closing your eyes happily under the warmth of the sun, even if it was killing you slowly.

While you slept someone who was actually working happened to land on the roof of the building you were sleeping on, which was just the roof of your apartment. Upon seeing your uniform and you just dozing away Dynamight frowned.

“The hell? Is this the new hero that joined, lazy fucker,” he grumbles to himself before turning to you, unbeknownst to him though your quirk was already active.

As soon as he walked closer the watery tendril wrapped about his hands preventing him from using his quirk, then over his mouth to keep him from waking you up. That would have all good and well if some of the water didn’t brush against your skin sending a chill up your spine and waking you up.

Rubbing your eyes and seeing the glaring red ones you quickly pulled the water away. “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

Picking up your phone you frown at the message. Dynamight was about to chastise you for falling a sleep on the job when you turned off your visor and walked to the door.

“My apologies senpai it seems I’ve been given a mandatory holiday, have a good rest of your day,” You give a slight bow before walking through the door back into the apartment building. “How fucking fun, let me just almost suffocate my big brother’s best friend. Way to go Y/N!”

Kaminari

Your big brother had been born quirk-less and seemed to acquire a quirk seemingly over night before entering high school, while you had both your parents quirks. Fire breath and attraction of small objects. This was probably the most important thing about you that anyone learned, because that would explain why sometimes you simply looked like a dragon no matter the season because you seemed to be breathing smoke.

“What are you doing?” someone asks in what had been a silent workshop.

“I was trying to fix this,” you frown as the item you had been working on fell onto the open table, with a lot of training you were able to hold things in mid air and hold multiple things at once. “Did you need something?”

Kaminari was someone you only recognized because he was in your brother’s class back in high school. “I uh was just checking if my disk shooters were fixed.”

“Uh well that's not my task so I dunno, you’ll probably need to talk to Ogiwara.” You could see his eyes going wide and you look up to see the hammer that had been on your tool belt floating above you. “Damn quirk.”

Jumping up a bit you pull it back down and frown.

“Sorry I guess I’m not as aware of it as I hoped I was, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Shoji

Because of your quirk needing eye contact you did any and everything to get a job where you didn’t need to make eye contact. Office jobs were a bust because your boss would demand it, restaurants were a bust because anyone could make eye contact with you and you wouldn’t know who the last person to look into your eyes was, ultimately you ended up with one of the worst jobs ever according to you brother, at home desk work.

Standing up from your floor desk your back was killing you, and from the warmth of the sunshine from your office window it was warm. “Maybe I could go for a walk? I’m ahead on work.”

Mumbling this you give your puppy a smile as you stand up.

“Hey baby, are you ready for your morning walk?” You ask just as you get dressed in proper outside clothes, the number of times your neighbors have accidentally seen you in your skivvies was far more than you wanted to admit.

The shiba you’d affectionately named Sho –after your big brother, who wasn’t dead he simply pretended not to like dogs– rubs up against your our reached hands giving soft barks in confirmation.

“Let me check how hot it is, we wouldn’t want you to get ouchies,” you giggle.

Waiting inside your apartment Sho watches as you walk to the sun heated ground touching it with the back of your hand. It wasn’t hot and you could walk around if you wanted to.

“Alright, come here baby!” You beam.

Sho already holding his leash rushes up to you closing the door, you smile clipping on the leash before going to lock your door. Just as you do you happen to hear your neighbor leaving his apartment too, you met him when you were in high school a student your brother taught, but now he was just your next door neighbor.

Sho pulls you along excitedly nearly causing you to crash into said person. “Sho heal.”

Just barely you catch yourself before you slam into the solid person next to you, giving a weak smile with your eyes closed you turn your head up a bit. “Sorry about almost running you over.”

“It’s fine y/n.”

Looking back to your dog you sigh. “Hope I’ll see you around.”

“Like wise.”

Though you did chance a little look, sometimes you could just barely look at someone and avoid activating your quirk.

That wasn’t the case because while Sho and you sat at a bench to get some shade you feel asleep. Finding yourself looking through someone else’s mind.

“Fuck.” You mumble trying to figure out if there was a way that you could wake up.

Waiting waiting for Sho to start scratching at you to wake up thought he probably wouldn’t do that, you’d probably have to wash your face when you got home cause he’ll lick you awake. Seeing through Shoji’s mind was different. You knew he was a hero, you just didn’t know he patrolled so close to your apartments.

Returning to your own body you blink a bit.

“This isn’t a very safe place to be sleeping,” he chuckles. “But it seems you have a good companion who’s worried about you.”

Looking down you reach to hug Sho. “I’m sorry baby, let’s go home. Thanks for waking me up.”

He nods giving a slight wave.

Shinso

Understanding any creature that had competent thoughts had its moments. It was basically a cheat skill to you, understanding your fur babies without having to spend thirty minutes arguing with them like your siblings. Milk and Tea sat on your stomach and chest respectively, both being adorable and restrictive to your breathing. “I’d like some space please, can you both sit on my legs instead?” You mumble. You receive two no’s. The thing was your quirk also worked on humans you simply never used it on them. “I gotta go buy food come on!” You urge. They both look at you like they thought you were lying. “It’s good for you.” Both cats jump off you and prance away like the spoiled brats they were. Giving you a moment to both use the restroom and grab your things to go run to the store and buy all that food. “Kitten?” You were so focused on tying your shoe properly that you failed to notice your boyfriend come inside. Shinso stood behind you while you tried to tie his shoes onto your feet, which didn’t work because you both had different shoe sizes. Thinking you heard something you were about to shoo away the cats because you knew it’d be a thirty minute chase if one of those pampered brats got outside. Only to hear. ‘Damn I doubt they’d notice if I poked them.’ More alert but unbalanced you try to move away from your brat of a boyfriend only to tip forward into the door. His eyes lock with yours as he shouts. “Wait!” “What?” Luckily you didn’t hit the door but not you were practically a rag doll into his hold. You hated when this happened. Once righted and able to stand you push him back. “Fuck you, Toshi, I was trying to tie my…” you look down finally realizing whose shoes you were wearing. “Why’d you move my shoes?” “I was tired, it was just on the same shelf.” He shrugs. “You good, Kitten?” “Mm, I’m fine. Also no poking,” you switch the shoes getting ready again. “You read my mind?” “I thought it was the cats.” “You always think it’s the cats.” You frown. “Fine the next time that the Sgt Fluff ball gets out again you’ll be the one to chase him.” “I- You wave with a smile. “I’m off to buy some cat food and dinner. You better tell me what you wanna eat.” You didn’t miss the threatening thoughts from just outside your door swinging it open forcefully. “Oops my bad.”

Aizawa

You were very excited to be working with other heroes your own age for once, not that weren’t thankful for your mentors you just felt like you were learning the same thing over and over from the older pro heroes. At sixteen you dropped out of school and found a hero to intern under, with the concentrated crime rate in your city instead of simply learning how to learn how to be a hero you were basically already a hero the only useful thing you learned was how to cause the least amount of property damage so you could have enough money to support yourself and your little brother. Now you were going to Japan to learn more about being a hero, your agency pretty much forced everyone to visit other countries in a sort of exchange program. But standing in front of other twenty somethings you felt like you’re mind was gonna a short circuit.

“H-hello name hero eh, I mean my hero name is Whiplash. It’s a pleasure to meet all of you, Gracious has nothing but nice things to say about Japan heroes,” You keep your head down embarrassed from the messy introduction.

You could just feel someone staring down your neck before you stood back up, then again you wore a full mask for your protection. “Your form said you already have six years experience on the field…”

Giving a little nod you look at the ground again. “Um while it’d be awesome if stars and stripes could be anywhere there is a problem there are some cities that ave atrocious crime rates.” Not wanting to talk about it again you smile. “I’m curious what hero schools are like though, I heard y’all get direct teaching from some of the best heroes.”

“They’re the same as hero schools in America right?” one young man frowns keeping his face covered with the scarf.

“Eh, I’ve visited the one in my state and that’s only true if you’re lucky enough to get a school with a ton of funding. The schools aren’t government funded they’re funded at a city or state level if anything and any school is lucky enough to get enough funding to keep up with the new regulations every year,” you shrug thinking a little bit about that small experience, you felt a bit angry just thinking about the state of the schools and how people had been treated.

“Whip.”

Blinking a bit you felt the blood drain from your face. “I’m so sorry.”

“It happens sometimes.”

You hadn’t realized you activated your quirk resulting in a small garden growing in the lobby.

“Well the lobby did look a little gray, I’m Eraser Head.” The young man holds his hand to you and you shake it.

“I can pick up the plants but I’ll use my next pay to fix the ground.” you mumble.

He shrugs. “I doubt they’ll know how to fix it.”

Yagi

“It was a bad idea marrying a hero Yagi.” “Shut up.” “He’s what how many years older than you?” “Five? Is that so terrible?” Your so called best friend was scolding you again. For getting married, it wasn’t even because of who you married they just used that to try and make their point seem more valid. You just wanted to work on your throwing, not listen to them complain since they themselves wanted so be married but never found the right person. “Come on he’s got to lack something.” Splashing them with the water you were using to help you work the clay you frown. “Either you change the topic or you know where the exit is Cole.” “Seriously? You’re gonna pick him over me? I thought you were a good friend.” As you pull the piece and their tone starts to irk you you felt your blood burning. They pulled every little transgression that they thought was so terrible when they were all instances you couldn’t help. Feeling then clay slip you stop the wheel and glare. “Shut up and leave!” It came out harsher than you intended. “I hear this enough from my mother now from you?” As you turn away all you could do was shout. This broke then glass divider, your voice wasn’t quite as powerful as your little brother’s bit you always hit that frequency to break shit. Just then your husband walks into the studio. “Oh dear.” “I’ll just see myself out,” Cole states quickly grabbing her things and brushing past Toshinori. You stare at the broken glass in disbelief. “Fuck, fuck.” Curses pour from your mouth as you hit yourself, though your hands weren’t clean so you got slip and clay ill over your face and hair as tears fell. Before you can do any real damage large arms wrap around you. “My dear be careful, we wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.” “I messed up again,” you sniffle hiring your face into his shirt, why did he always wear white shirts? “Never fear I am here,” he whispers earring a slight chuckle through your sniffing. Hugging him back you frown mumbling into his chest. “What was that my love?” Pulling back a bit so could speak clearly you look up at him with a pout. “I think this time I need to install metal shelving.” “I believe that is the best course of action.” He rubs circles into your back as you bury your face into his chest again. “Guess what?” “What?” “My baby brother got into Yuuei.” “That’s wonderful my love should we send him a gift of congratulations?” You shake your head. “My mom will just throw it away. I’ll give him some spending money and take him the dinner the next time I’m in Musutafu.” Yagi Toshinori or more well know to the public as All might could be a kind man and gentle to his spouse. Not that any one knew he was married.

#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugo x reader #kaminari x y/n #kaminari x reader #kaminari x you #shoji mezo x reader #shoji x reader #shinso x y/n #shinsou x you #shinso x reader #shinso hitoshi x reader #aizawa x y/n #aizawa x you #aizawa x reader #yagi x reader #toshinori x y/n

[beatificwrites]

—VALENTINE ##

pairing: joel miller x gn!reader

a/n: here’s a SUPER late valentine!! first joel fic!! i love tlou and pedro

WORD COUNT: 2.2K

CONTENT: established relationship!!

PREMISE: joel’s never rlly celebrated valentine’s day, especially since the outbreak, but after some convincing, he’s willing to make the day special just for reader

The advent of February meant that the famous romantic holiday was coming up and you were ecstatic. Pre-outbreak, you spent a few valentines by yourself and when you didn’t, none were up to your standards, unfortunately.

Not that you were expecting a dozen of bouquets along with a box of chocolate covered strawberries or any other form of love bombing. During those relationships, all you wanted was a simple day for you and your partner to relax and share meaningful gifts that you’d keep forever.

You had yet to find a person that could mean that much to you or provide that for you.

Post-outbreak, you didn’t have the time nor the energy to find such a thing. You moved around with a few groups and made friends, but that was it.

Until you moved to Jackson last year and met Joel.

Joel gave you a reason to push forward and to keep fighting against the end of the world.

You two found it difficult to warm up to each other at first, but within a few runs, things changed drastically.

Beyond the grump exterior, you discovered a man that was actually caring and protective. He could be hilarious at times with the puns he shared, which, you later found out were all stolen from Ellie.

Your relationship quickly moved from run buddies to two people who couldn’t keep away from each other.

Ellie caught on and she would constantly poke fun at you both; saying you two should basically just do it already.

Joel would look away awkwardly and tell her to shut it, meanwhile you would laugh and scold her for being so crass.

Now, almost a year of being together, you were so ready to spend this special day with him. Even if he thought the idea was silly.

“Honey, I appreciate you everyday. All my days with you are special.” Joel reasoned as he took his boots off by the front door.

He had just come back from talking to Tommy and Maria about something and you were on the couch reading a book you had picked up on your last run.

“Well, that doesn’t mean Valentine’s gets a free pass.” you said back, looking up from your book.

You have been trying to convince him for the past two days.

“Who even celebrates that anymore?” he asked with his brows furrowed.

He made his way over to you and gave your head a kiss before sitting down across from you. Your legs were stretched out before, so he placed them both on his lap.

You scoffed and spoke with a matter-of-factly tone, “Um, hello, couples still do! And didn’t you hear the council’s getting together to decorate the town?”

All he gave you was a “really?” kind of look.

You proceeded with, “even if it’s not that big of a deal anymore, we could still celebrate us, you know?”

“I would think about it, but Tommy and I got a run tomorrow.” he gave a long sigh.

You tossed your book aside and scoffed again, “you’re kidding! For what?”

“The community’s low on medicine.” he quickly said.

“They can’t send anybody else? I don’t know, somebody who isn’t as old and tired as you to go?” you questioned, genuinely concerned.

“Excuse me?” he squinted, not liking you bringing up the fact that he’s old.

“Oh my gosh, you know I’m right. Plus, you and I both know you need a damn break! They can’t just take advantage of you.”

“I’m Maria’s in-law, I should help out a bit.” he stated.

“By a bit, do you mean a whole lot?” you fired back.

“I can take care of myself.” he affirmed as he raised his tone.

“Then, you would know that you should stay home!” you suddenly yelled.

He moved to get up and though a little upset, he gently pushed your legs off.

“I’m leaving at dawn and goin’ on that run, end of discussion.” he asserted before disappearing upstairs.

It was your turn to let out a long sigh. He’s so stubborn.

You knew he didn’t like admitting he was getting there, partially because it most certainly meant that he couldn’t do as much as before.

You found it amusing, to be honest. Sure, the pandemic allowed him to stay fit through the ages, but it was catching up to him. You worry.

You figured it would be best to leave him be for bit, until he was ready to rethink about leaving tomorrow.

You sat up and began to think of what to get him. Joel might not want to do anything, but that wasn’t going stop you from getting him a little something. Just a small token of your appreciation.

You picked up your book and continued to read until you felt so tired that you couldn’t process the words on the pages anymore.

You sluggishly went up the stairs and saw his figure knocked out on your shared bed.

“Stinky.” you teased, groggily as you realized he didn’t even wash up.

You did though, before heading to bed and falling asleep right next to him.

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You woke up as you heard the rooster sing. Your eyes were still shut as you patted the bed next to you to check for Joel. Not there, hmph.

Your eyes fluttered as they adjusted to the bright, morning sun. You stretched out and yawned before hopping out of bed and starting the day.

After brushing your teeth, you made your way downstairs and saw the yellow note Joel left on the coffee table.

‘be home before nightfall’ it read.

You tossed the note aside and got started on breakfast. Ellie always stopped by for a bite.

As you took out the necessary ingredients, you came up with a great idea. You’d stop by the wood shop later and ask Rose, the owner, if she could carve your initials onto a piece. Maybe try to make it heart shaped.

If you could find a piece of paper to write on, you would write him a cute love letter too. Yeah, you’ll do that.

Ellie barged in with a loud, “MORNING!”

You grinned, “good morning to you too, Ellie.”

“Where’s Joel?” she asked as she took a seat at the dining table.

“He’s out on duty with Tommy. He left early this morning.” you replied, turning the stove on.

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” was all you said.

There was a pause before Ellie spoke, “Maria said they found a few romance movies they’d be playing in the theater tonight. Cat invited me, do you wanna come too?”

You stirred the egg yolk around a bit before saying, “No, I think I’ll just wait for Joel, if that’s alright with you.”

“Sure, whatever. Lovebirds.” she muttered under her breath.

“I can hear you just fine, you know...” you laughed as you reminded her.

“Yeah, yeah, just make my eggs!” she laughed back.

You shook your head and went back to your eggs. They cooked quick and you took out two plates.

You served her first then you. You almost sat down before taking out the fresh squeezed orange juice for you both.

“Cheers.” you two said as your glasses clinked together.

Ellie chowed down on her food as always and thanked you for yet another awesome meal before heading for the door.

You, of course, took your time to eat.

“Bye, kiddo!” you shouted from the table.

She was half way out door when she yelled back, “Later, skater!”

After finishing breakfast, you hurriedly got dressed and left for the wood shop.

You stepped outside and the breeze of the freezing air immediately hit your face. You wore your own puffer jacket and scarf, but you could still feel the coldness run up your arms. Winter in Wyoming was insane and long.

Again, in a hurried manner, you made your way to your dream destination. On your way, you smiled as you greeted the people walking by. You didn't think you'd ever get used to the abundance of people, living people, and the overall amount of life in such a big space.

How you even got here still shocked you.

You chuckled to yourself seeing the heart decor being put up. It would've made more sense to hang them up earlier in the week, but you guess it's staying for the remainder of the month.

You opened the door of the wood shop, and the bell rang as you did so. Thank, goodness there was a fireplace. You felt warmer already.

You looked around but didn't see Rose anywhere in sight. You guess she's off and her eldest son is in charge for the moment.

"Morning, Luke!" you greeted, nicely as always.

"Morning! What can I do for ya?" he greeted back, as always.

"Is there any way you could carve out a heart shaped piece of wood. Not a huge piece, but maybe about this big." you asked as you demonstrated with your hands.

"Ah, for you and good ol' Joel, I see." he smirked.

You rolled your eyes and nodded your head yes.

"I want our initials carved on the front and a few words burnt on the back."

Luke grabbed his notepad and had you write exactly what you wanted.

"You got one very special Valentine's gift comin' right up! Come back around 12." he assured you.

"Alright, thanks, Luke." you thanked him as you waved goodbye and exited the shop. Ah, back to cold.

You spent the rest of your day at your friends' houses, chatting about whatever nonsense. You picked up Joel's gift a little after noon and then went to the pub, to catch up with Maria on town gossip.

You noticed the sun was starting to set so you bid your farewells to her and Seth before leaving.

You had stolen paper from Ellie's room and were able to make that letter before reaching home and to your surprise, Joel was on the couch waiting for you.

You started taking your boots and cold wear off as you looked at him the entire time.

"Was expecting you to be home a bit later." you told him as you made your way to him.

"I said I would be back before nightfall." he simply said.

"Well, you usually come back when the moon's out." you said, plopping down next to him and giving his cheek a quick peck.

"Well, I stayed true to my note this time, I guess." he said as he gave you a soft smile.

You leaned your head to rest it on his broad shoulder. He moved in closer and caressed the side of your face with his thumb.

"Darlin', I wanna apologize for last night. That was stupid. You were just worried about me, that's all and I brushed you off." He confessed, trying to look you in the eye.

"It's fine, love. You're stubborn, per usual." you joked, but also meant it.

"To tell you the truth, I was really scared." he admitted.

You instantly moved your head to look at him. Worried something might have come up.

"Of what?"

"Honestly, the community was never low on supplies. I needed that excuse, so you'd let me go on the urgent trip Tommy and I been plannin'." he revealed as he turned to fully look at you.

You were a bit confused at first, not understanding why a trip would be so "urgent". Your face swiftly changed to absolute shock after Joel pulled out a beautiful, silver necklace with a locket and bracelet to match.

Your heart swelled right then and there. You couldn't believe it. All this time he spent telling you the holiday didn't matter anymore and here he was.

“Baby, you’re kidding!” you cried as you immediately went for a kiss.

All he could do was smile against your lips. He’s glad he could make you happy.

You wrapped your arms around him, wanting for him to know how much you appreciated him and how thoughtful he was.

“Here, let me put them on for ya. Aw, don’t tell me you’re crying?” he teased and you shook your head as you wiped a tear or two.

“I got you a gift thinking you wouldn’t do anything! And you get me this! Of course I’m crying.” you defended as you put out your arm so he could place the jewelry around your wrist.

You turned around and he put the necklace on for you as well.

“How long did it take to find these?” you asked, wanting full details on heartwarming trip your boyfriend took.

“A couple of hours. Tommy knew where to find the rundown store; that’s where he found his ring for Maria.” he told you.

“I borrowed some other things from the town too.” he continued, sheepishly.

You turned back around to face him once he was done and said, “Oh my goodness, like what?”

“I got a few discs from Maverick and Maria gave me a copy of ‘Dirty Dancing’ since I told her you like it so much.”

All you could do was pout at how cute he was. No way he got all that.

“You can’t be serious, hun.” you said as you laid against him.

He put his hand on your hip before saying, “even in this world, there ain’t a thing I wouldn’t do for you.”

You snuggled in closer after he said so, and he gave your head a kiss.

“Let’s go slowdance to Otis Redding and watch your movie.” he told you as he signaled for you to get up.

You giggled at him calling it “your” movie. You took out the wood-piece that was still in your coat and the letter.

You handed him the wood first, and watched as he admired it slowly. You knew he wasn’t one to show much emotion, but you could see it in his eyes.

He read your initials in the front and your sweet message on the back.

“Thank you, darlin’. I’m gonna hang this near our door.” He thanked you with that soft smile once again.

He was about to open the letter, but you stopped him.

“Read it later, I want our time together now.”

And with that, you two spent the night upstairs. First, slow dancing as promised to the ‘These Arms of Mine’ record that Joel borrowed and then movie time with him trying his best not to fall asleep for your sake.

He did read your letter later on and one moment led to another since you two could not keep off each other.

You were in his arms the entire night, just what you wanted. No person or personal issues to distract you from each other’s company.

He was indeed the perfect valentine.

#reader included #reader insert #x gender neutral reader #x reader #gender neutral character #gender neutral language #x gn reader #fluff #tlou #tlou hbo #tlou series #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #tlou fandom #tlou imagine #the last of us imagine #joel miller #pedro pascal #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller x gn!reader #joel miller x gender neutral!reader #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x reader #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller imagine #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal fandom #pedro pascal characters #pedrostories

[toasty-melons]

Reader pronouncing Abby’s and Ellie’s name with an ‘-uh’ at the end

something i absolutely adore is when people pronounce certain words with an ‘-uh’ at the end of them. It’s literally the cutest thing ever!

reader who pronounces Abby with an ‘-uh’ at the end of her name when they’re frustrated with the cocky blonde. And in turn, it drives Abby absolutely insane (in the good way)

“Abby-uh, stop it.’ You push away Abby’s tentative and sneaky hands that somehow keep finding their way around you. Of course you love Abby’s touch but right now you’ve got so much work to do and her lovely fingers are a distraction that you don’t need right now.

“What? I’m not even doing anything..” You can practically hear the smirk on her face as she softly mumbles right behind your ear, the vibrations from her low tone sending shivers down your spine. Her hands are latching onto you again, wrapping around from behind. This time you don’t push her away, and instead lean back into her, her chest is warm against you.

Letting a small pout display on your face you huff and tilt your head back to find Abby’s gaze. She grins and gives you a sweet peck on the nose.

“There’s my pretty girl. I know you have a lot of work, but you need a break, baby. Let me help you, okay?” Thinking it over in your head, letting her sweet words settle. She starts to place little kisses against your skin, from your cheek down to your neck. It doesn’t take many more kisses before you’re finally agreeing and begging her to help you out.

reader who pronounces Ellie with an ‘-uh’ at the end of her name when she’s excited and really happy with the secretly sappy auburn-haired girl. And in turn it makes Ellie heart swell up because reader is so damn cute.

Ellie’s hands are warm against your face as they cover your eyes to block your vision from the ‘surprise’ she has gotten you. Your hands are out in front of you just in case she accidentally runs you into a wall or something, which she probably will.

“Almost there.” Her voice is soft as usual but there’s an giddiness to it that almost covers up the hint of shyness there too, almost. You can’t contain your giggles as she leads you around your shared home, from your living room to what you assume is the bedroom.

“Okay. You ready?” You nod under her hands and hum a soft, ‘mhm.’ She chuckles and slowly removes her hands from over your eyes, and moves them to rest on your shoulders. Your eyes flutter open and a moment later a gasp leaves your lips as the surprise comes into vision. Above your vanity, where there was usually an ugly empty space, has been filled with a beautiful painting that Ellie made herself.

“Oh my gosh.. Ellie-uh! It’s gorgeous!” You separate your self from her and walk over to the panting, looking up slightly at it with nothing but awe and amazement in your eyes.

“Yeah? You like it?” Her words make you tear your gaze away from it and whip your head towards her.

“Like it? Ellie I love it, it’s so beautiful.” She walks over beside you and instead of meeting your gaze she looks at the painting. You soon follow along and stare at it too, with a sweet smile stuck on your face. “I’m so proud of you Ellie. Thank you.” She grins and places a sweet kiss on your cheek.

“Anything for you babe.”

#ellie williams #elliewilliams #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x fem!reader #abby anderson #abbyanderson #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x y/n #abby anderson x fem reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x fem!reader

[sunflowersandsapphires]

Live a Little

Wake Up-- Chapter 2

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pairing: Matt Murdock x fem!reader

summary: In an attempt to stop the advances of an unwanted suitor, Matt Murdock accidentally condemns you to being his fake girlfriend.

warnings: swearing, no use of y/n, misogynistic language, brief conversation about sexual harassment, description of anxiety and a panic attack 

a/n: This chapter ends with a touch of angst so prepare yourselves! Please feel free to comment, like, share and/or request things from me and let me know if you want to be tagged in the next chapter :)

w/c: 2.6k

“Ok. Ok, you can do this. Just take a deep breath.” You muttered nervously to yourself, fanning your hands towards your body gently. As your nerves climbed steadily, your hands had begun to shake which made it incredibly difficult to finish your eyeliner. 

Breathing deeply, you picked up the eyeliner brush once more and started again. After you had closed the applicator, your phone alarm startled you.

“Shit!” You cried, running for the dress you had laid out. Matt would be here any minute and you didn’t have your clothes on yet. 

Throwing the dress over your head you slipped it on and ran back to the mirror to pull your hair back. 

Outside of your apartment, Matt smiled, hearing you anxiously murmur to yourself. He felt a little guilty for adding unnecessary pressure, knowing that you were already nervous going to a large event like this. He had faith that the two of you could make it through this together—relatively unscathed, he hoped. 

Standing in front of your door, he gave you another moment alone before knocking. “Shit!” You whispered. “Coming!” 

As you opened the door for him, Matt was enveloped in a variety of sensations that were so vividly you he couldn’t help but smile. Your apartment was welcoming, warm and, as far as he could tell, cozy. It smelled sweet and slightly floral. There was music playing softly from somewhere inside. “Hi.” He said simply, not wanting to overwhelm you with words at the moment. 

“Hi,” your words were quiet, like you suddenly were shy around him. “You look…good. Really good.”

Letting out a chuckle, he thanked you. “Can I come in?” He gestured vaguely towards your doorway. 

“Oh yah, I’m so sorry, of course you can! I wasn’t thinking about—“ Your heart was racing.

“Hey,” Matt gently grabbed your wrist, feeling you focus on him intently. “It’s just me, sweetness.” Your pulse fluttered at the pet name, filling him with pride and a surge of protectiveness. Intertwining your hands slowly, he let you take a breath. “Are you sure you’re ok with this? If it’s too much we can call it off right now.” 

“No, no.” You took a shaky breath. “I’m fine. It’s just…I’m fine. Let’s go inside, I’m almost ready.” Still grasping his hand, you gingerly tugged him into the apartment. “Are you alright sitting on the couch while I finish up?”

“That sounds great.” He gave a reassuring smile, brushing his thumb over the back of your hand. 

The two of you walked over to your couch, Matt sitting down while you ran off to put on jewelry. 

“Did you do anything fun before this?” Matt asked, fingers running over the soft blanket folded over the couch. 

“Not really,” You called back to him, struggling to get your necklace to clasp. “I pretty much just sat around waiting for this gala. You?”

“Foggy and I had to run over some things for our cases this week. We’ve got a full docket so we’re going to be busy.” 

“Working on a Saturday? Gosh Murdock, your boss is ruthless.” You teased, sitting down beside him as you put on your earrings. 

“He’s the worst. Works all of us to the bone, always making blind jokes. I don’t know why I haven’t quit.” Matt grinned at you and you giggled. 

“Because he’s also the most compassionate, thoughtful person in the city. His girlfriend is a lucky woman.” You bit your bottom lip, turning your body towards him and clasping your hands in your lap. 

“Trust me, he’s the lucky one. I can’t believe she agreed to date him. For all we know, the relationship is fake!” Matt declared with feigned indignation making you laugh. 

You stood from the couch, tracing your hand over his arm so he could find it to pull himself up. “You lie, Murdock. We are as real as can be. And we are about to blow them out of the water with our charm.” 

“I like your attitude, sweetness.” Matt but back a smirk as your pulse jumped again at the name. “Before we go, keep in mind that you’re pulling the strings, ok? You can call this off at any time. If you need to leave, just say the word.” 

“I appreciate it. But I promise that I’m not nervous because of you, or this,” You gestured between the two of you before continuing. “I just…at events like these, I’m noticeably different than everyone else in the room. I don’t have the same degrees or experience and they write me off as young and naïve. Which, maybe I am, but—“ 

“You deserve to be there. Just as much as anyone else.” Matt assured you, taking your elbow as you guided him to the elevator in your building. “You’re smart, and kind, and good at your job. Don’t let them make you feel small.” 

Breathing deeply, you leaned into him. “Thank you.”

“It’s just the truth. Besides, if anyone makes you uncomfortable, I’ll trip them with my cane.” You both laughed at the idea. 

“Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.” 

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As you and Matt approached the venue, your heart pounded. You tried to reason with yourself. The most important people in the field would be there tonight. No one would be looking at you, or judging you. And if they did, they’d see someone dressed appropriately in a gown that accented her figure with a handsome lawyer on her arm. A very very handsome lawyer. With really toned arms. Seriously, did he workout constantly? You knew Matt was fit before tonight, but looking at him in his tailored suit beside you…well. You couldn’t help but ogle a little. 

“You ready?” Matt asked, turning his attention on you. You closed your eyes and refocused. Thankfully, Matt’s presence tonight was already making you feel a bit more grounded. 

“As I’ll ever be.” 

“You’re in charge, angel.” He murmured. Angel? That was a new one. “Like we talked about before. You initiate all PDA. If I do anything that makes you uncomfortable, let me know. Pet names still ok?” 

“Uh—I uh…yes. Yes they’re ok.” You stuttered, embarrassed by how much you liked this. 

Matt chuckled, no doubt already knowing how much you liked the terms of endearment. You weren’t sure how, but he always seemed to know what you were feeling. 

You delicately took his hand into your own. “Let’s do this.”

The two of you stepped through the doors and into the gala. Lawyers, board members, and other high profile attendees milled about holding small plates with hors d'oeuvres and glasses of wine. Across the room, Foggy and Karen were talking to a partner from HC&B. Karen waved at you, smiling. 

“Um…” Your voice cracked slightly. “Karen and Foggy are here. Across the room, on the right side.” 

“Thanks, sweetness. Promise we will be ok.” Matt murmurs, leaning into you gently. 

“Yah. I know,” you gave a small smile and squeezed his hand. “C’mon, let’s go join your partners.”  

As you began to lead Matt towards your friends, you were intercepted by a fiercely beautiful woman. She looked to be in her 50s, all sharp angles and pointed stares. Her smile filled you with a sense of dread. 

“Matthew! How lovely to see you tonight.” Her grin was that of a predator. 

“Beatrice, it’s always nice to speak with you.” Matt forced a smile, but there was a tension behind it. Your eyes widened with realization. Brushing his thumb over your knuckles, Matt turned to you. “This is Beatrice Snyder of HC&B, love. I’m not sure if you’ve met before.”

“I haven’t had the pleasure.” You forced a smile, but your gut filled with a vile emotion. You stuck your hand out, introducing yourself. 

“I’ve been anticipating our meeting for days, dear. You’re quite lucky to have been able to tie this one down.” Snyder stroked her hand over Matt’s bicep which made your blood boil. 

A wave of something animalistic splashed over you. You slid an arm around Matt’s waist and looked at him with the most love sick gaze you could muster. With a smile, you responded. “Most days, I can’t believe it.” 

“It’s so charming to see such an important legal figure with someone so…new…to the scene.” Snyder remarked, looking you up and down in analysis. “Remind me what you do again?”

“I’m the Volunteer Coordinator for the NYC Pro Bono Association.” 

“Oh that’s right, dear” Snyder spit the word at you. “I remember now. You caused quite a stir when you were promoted. Everyone assumed it would be a candidate with, well, more experience.” 

Your heart pounded. The hand around Matt’s waist flexed and he carefully pulled you closer,

“I assure you, she is overly qualified for the position.” 

“We’ll see.” Snyder flashed her teeth in another cruel smile. “Unfortunately, I have to go mingle, but I’d love to chat more this evening. I’ll find you.” With that horrifying threat, she was gone. 

Your feet felt like they were cemented to the floor. Matt’s knuckles stroked your thigh softly and you realized you were still holding his waist in a vice grip. 

“Shit sorry.” Trying to remove your hand from his waist, he caught you and intertwined your fingers. “You were right, she’s the worst.”

Matt tilted his head a notch, a genuine grin spreading across his face. “She’s still watching us. You can say no if you want, but would you like to give her a show?”

“More than anything.” You growled. 

“Can I kiss you?”

“Oh, yes— um…yah you can.” You couldn’t tear your eyes off of his smile. He leaned down slightly, using one finger to tilt your chin up. 

Matt’s hand slid around to grasp your neck and you let your body be guided to his. You leaned up to meet his lips, but they never met. His face pulled away from yours suddenly, pressing kisses firmly to your forehead, then both cheeks.

Stepping back from you a bit, Matt’s brow pinched. “Too much?” 

“No. Not too much.” You said, but you couldn’t help but feel—conflicted? On the one hand, the lingering feeling of his lips burned on your skin, a sensation you would gladly take to your grave. His kisses were featherlight and tender and made you feel so loved. So how on earth did you feel disappointed at the same time? Had you subconsciously been expecting him to fully make out with you, his fake girlfriend, in front of a room of his peers? God, you were so fucking naïve–

Matt’s chuckle broke you out of your spiral. “So, is she jealous?” 

Stealing a glance over your shoulder, you felt your spirits lift, marginally. Beatrice Snyder was clenching her fist around the stem of her wine glass so tightly, it was a miracle it didn’t snap in half. “She’s fuming. Shall we join our friends?” 

The two of you made your way over to Foggy and Karen who looked like they, too, we’re holding back fits of giggles. 

“You guys,” Karen cried, under her breath. “That was amazing.” 

“Magnificent. Truly the performance of a century.” Foggy gave a round of silent applause, which made you grin, then he drew in a huge gasp. “Matt, you’re not going to believe this—that bumbling prosecutor from Wednesday is here! Apparently, he’s the nephew of a partner at LZ”

“Ugh, it had to be nepotism, there’s no way he’d keep the job otherwise!” Matt snorted. “Did we already tell you this story?” He turned to you with a gleeful expression. 

“I don’t think so?” You replied, happy for any distraction from your confusing personal monologue. 

“Oh, you’re going to LOVE this!” Foggy snatches your hand away from Matt and leads you to a table. Matt shakes his head with fond exasperation, following after. 

Truthfully, Matt wasn’t sure if he would have done the story justice at the moment. His mind was far too preoccupied with his intense shame and self-doubt following his failure to kiss you properly. He’d wanted to pull you close and give Beatrice and her posse something to gawk at, but he couldn’t follow through. What was the matter with him? Thinking back, he hadn’t been this nervous with a woman since… Nope, not the time to think about that.

Matt felt Karen press a glass of liquor into his hand and he downed it. ‘This isn’t real’, he reminded himself. ‘Don’t do this to yourself, don’t do this to her.” He forced himself to tune back into the conversation, pushing his emotional friction as far back in his mind as he could. 

Foggy’s frown was evident in his voice. “You alright, buddy?”

“Fine!” Matt answered, too quickly for anyone to believe him. “Just, a lot going on is all. Finish the story!” Foggy’s attention remained on him for a moment, before he dove back into the anecdote expressively.

Under the table, you took Matt’s hand once more, giving it a tiny squeeze as Foggy described the floundering of the latest unimpressive prosecutor there firm had gone up against.

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Despite your doubts, the night was going rather smoothly. With Matt’s arm around you, your nerves practically vanished. His charm and extroverted nature rubbed off on you as the two of you chatted with various attendees. 

After a couple of hours of small talk, your brain needed a breather. Excusing yourself from the ongoing conversation between Matt and a circuit judge about courthouse accessibility, you made your way to the bathroom. As you sat down in a stall to clear your head, the door opened and two sets of heels stumbled in. 

One woman gave a heavy sigh. “I wish these events weren’t so goddamn boring. If I have to hear Chao tell his fly fishing story one more time, I’ll shred all of the notes from the Jones deposition.”

The other person laughed shrilly, and you froze in disbelief at your own misfortune. It was Beatrice Snyder. 

“He really does think he’s some hotshot outdoorsman. Though, surrounded by these pasty idiots, he might as well be Paul Bunyan.” Snyder remarked. 

As you debated whether to make a run for it, the first woman spoke again. 

“Matthew Murdock and his new toy sure made quite an entrance,” the younger woman snickered. Dear god, this was so not happening right now.

Snyder tsked with disgust, “They did, didn’t they. I swear, I have seen the girl before but I don’t remember her being so…plain.”

Your heart sank as your anxiety rose. Snyder’s colleague gave a sharp laugh, “She is rather unimpressive. A man as handsome as Murdock could have any woman he wanted, this pairing is…almost sad.” 

A lump formed in your throat. 

“It is truly pathetic,” Snyder jumped in. “Not to mention, the little leech was only given her position after defaming James Lannister. He was a shoe-in for the role and then, poof– let go for ‘sexual harassment allegations’ a whole 5 days before her promotion. Quite a damning timeline, if you ask me.”

Tears were pouring down your cheeks now, your lungs constricted as you held back a sob. Lannister’s termination was supposed to be low-profile, your bosses had promised to be discreet after you confided in them. You felt so fucking betrayed. 

“Well, there’s no doubt she’ll get what’s coming to her, the shrew.” Snyder sighed, dreamily. “Murdock will come to his senses and realize she’ll never be enough for him.”

The other woman chuckled. “Karma is truly a bitch.” 

And with that, they were gone, the door swinging shut behind them. 

The sob you’d been holding back burst past your lips. Pathetic. You took a moment, hoping the two crones had made their way back to the party, before making your escape. As discreetly as possible, you fled the bathroom and bolted out of the side exit, ignoring the sympathetic looks of the venue’s staff. 

Taglist:  @maladaptivedaydreamingbum

#matt murdock x reader #mm #Matt Murdock #human disaster matt murdock #matt murdock x you #Daredevil #marvel daredevil #Daredevil Netflix #daredevil x reader #daredevil x you #wake up #my writing #matt murdock x fem!reader

[corporatefrog]

꒦‧₊ ꒷ HEADCANNONS: Kenny, Kyle, Stan, and Butters saving you as superheroes/villains when you're in danger! ✧.*

✧.* tags: college au, superhero au ✧.* Characters: kenny mccormick, kyle broflovski, stan marsh, butters scotch a/n: another amazing anon request! i always love the suggestions and they lead to such fun scenarios (and ways to zone out during class lol)

masterlist

Kenny/Mysterion: 

Literally the scene from the beginning of Megamind where they’re in the observatory

Except he bursts in and saves you 

You were just trying to get footage of mysterion’s press conference then suddenly you’re tied up in the storage unit- sorry, the LAIR OF CHAOS

(he gets sad when you don’t call it that)

“Ah mysterion! It is I, your greatest foe-”

“I wouldn’t say greatest”

“Professor chaos- wait what?”

“I’m just saying I've literally fought cthulhu. He’s probably the greatest”

“Well, Cthulhu was an eldritch horror ! He doesn't count!”

“Yes he does”

“No he doesn't!”

“Yes he does!”

“No he doesn't-”

“Guys I really got to piss, can we speed this up?”

Mysterion shows up a few minutes later but you don’t get ‘rescued’ for another 30 minutes because him and chaos kept arguing

He walks you home and says he’ll always be there to save you

But you know the same thing is going to happen next week

Kyle/Human Kite

You were at the park with kyle to visit the pet adoption fair being held by the south park animal shelter

But Professor Chaos had other plans. 

Suddenly all of the animals were let out of their pens and were running through the park 

It was the most adorable stampede to ever exist

You turned to tell ky that you guys had to help but he was gone?

The text he sent: “allergic to cats. Sorry.”

BRO WHAT??

You get absolutely DOG PILED

By actual dogs. 

Chaos is evilly laughing while blowing a dog whistle while General Disarray points laser pointers at people’s feet 

You were ready to give into your death by puppy

But you’re pulled out from the dog heap by human kite! 

He flies??? Over to chaos and slaps the dog whistle out of his hands and starts lecturing him

You almost feel bad for the guy

But then again, there are cats running up trees and dogs running into the street so animal safety comes first

You help them take care of the animals 

(and definitely end up adopting a furry friend :) )

Stan/Toolshed

Professor chaos has stuck you in a small cell surrounded by glass with a 2 hour timer ticking down towards an unknown demise

Usually it wouldn’t have been an issue for tool to grab a sledge hammer and take care of it 

But the cell was made of impact proof glass 

That didn’t stop Toolshed from trying to break through the glass for 30 minutes while professor chaos monologues from a tv screen in the corner

“HAHHAA! I bet you’re wondering how I managed to trap-”

WOMP

“You won’t be breaking through that glass anytime-”

WOMP

“H-Hey! Let me at least get through my-”

WOMP

“WELL GOSH DARN IT LET ME DO MY SPEECH FIRST!”

And the only way to unlock it was to complete an escape room and find a key

But professor chaos seems to have forgotten that stan loves complex board games

And what is an escape room if not a complex solo board game? 

“You need to use the cipher from the map to decode the encyclopedia for the safe code!” 

“Oh yeah, I’ll definitely do that. If I were an idiot.”

“Okay now you’re just being mean” 

“It’s obvious that the map cipher is used for the chess board to give you the steps for the dance dance revolution machine!”

“...yeah totally. I definitely knew that’s how it works.”

He has you out in like 5 minutes 

And you make a mental note to never play Settlers of Katan with him. 

Butters/Professor Chaos

The freedom pals kidnapped you to try and get information out of you since you act as tech help for chaos

Well it was really just the coon

“I thought that kidnapping was a villain thing”

“Yeah because when a superhero does it, it’s taking a villain into custody”

“I really don’t see the logic there”

“WELL YOU DONT HAVE TO SO SHUT UP”

“I thought you wanted me to talk?”

“AHHHHH”

Really you were just giving cartman shit for a few hours

Until the basement suddenly fills with smoke!

Professor Chaos threw smoke bombs into a small enclosed basement (not a good idea-)

You both barely manage to get out while coughing through the smoke

But you do it!!

Yippie!! 

Chaos insists on getting you ice cream as an apology for getting wrapped up in everything

“I mean, if I had to deal with that dickwad everyday, I’d want to cause chaos to piss him off too. I only was there for an hour and i never want to see him smile again” 

You just became the coolest person ever to him

#professor chaos superiority always #south park headcanons #south park x reader #south park #corporatefrog #kenny mccormick #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #butters stotch

[dailyreverie]

I’m so weak for hugs from behind and Steve 🥺

Thank you so much for your request, Nova! Here are some Steve hugs for you 💖

Prompt list: Small but comforting gestures #2. hugs from behind

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

Word count: 680 words

Steve had disappeared from your side soon after the ceremony ended, going after a few teachers that he wanted to greet for old times' sake. The sun was shining over Hawkins and the school seemed brighter than ever, the happiness of the just-graduated class rubbing over to you too. The group of once prepubescent kids were all laughter and smiles with their gowns and caps, snapping pictures together and their families; you were just watching them, an easy smile on your lips from the sight before you.

It was then that a couple of sneaky arms almost caught you by surprise; almost, because there was only one person whose arms were made to mold so perfectly around your shoulders. “Hey, gorgeous” A comfortable hug and a soft kiss against your temple greeted you, even though it was definitely not the first time he had saw you that day.

“Hi, handsome.” You welcomed him holding unto his arms. Steve lingered there for a second, with his weight against your back as he joined you, creating a private moment for you two in the middle of the crowded place.

You silently observed the gang of graduates laughing together, but Steve had been weirdly quiet all morning, not to mention touchy, too, always looking for your hand or your waist to hold. You knew him too well, much to his own dismay. “You good?” You had to ask even though you knew he would say yes, lying to your face after you had seen him holding back tears more than once during the ceremony.

Steve leaned further into you with a big sigh, his head almost resting against yours. “Yeah. I’m fine. It’s just…” With another sigh that held way too much emotion, he finally confessed: “They’re all grown up.”

Words couldn’t do anything right then for him, so you just held his arms tighter, turning your head to kiss his forearm with soft lips. “I know,” was the only thing you could say, because you had also seen them grow up right before your eyes and you would lie if you said you weren’t feeling emotional too.

“Remember when that was us?” He asked out of the blue, after a few seconds of silence, kissing right below your earlobe after he did.

“Oh, I do.” You both giggled at the memory, at the innocence that you still carried, with the world ready to be discovered and devoured; back then, just the thought of moving out of Hawkins with your boyfriend felt like a fever dream. 

“Would you ever come back? To high school, I mean?” It’s been a few years now, years in which you have been building your little apartment in Indianapolis together, years in which the same arms that are hugging you in the middle of your old high school field are the ones that you wake up to every single day - you wouldn’t trade that for anything.

Tangling your fingers with his you held him tighter around you, stretching your neck to kiss his jaw. “I’m pretty happy with the life I got now.” You felt his smile against the top of your head where he kissed you, content smiles on both your faces traveling all the way up to your eyes.

A chorus of people calling for Steve interrupted your little moment as the crew of grads urged him to join the group picture. “Hurry up, Harrington!” Dustin hurried him, and with a tiny squeeze on your arms and one last kiss on your cheek, he left your side.

“Gosh, they look like our proud parents,” Max added with visible disgust on her face.

“That’s exactly what we are.” Steve teased as he approached them all, their actual parents laughing at their kids’ eye-rolls, but Steve couldn’t care less, he heard you laughing at the same time too and his face filled with joy just as you pointed your camera at them.

“Alright guys, say class of 89!” You prompted, to which everyone squeezed around your boyfriend’s tall figure as they cheered, a squished Steve in the middle of it all looking as proud as ever.

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#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic

[ilyjerome]

you’re so pretty. are you single?

pairing; park sunghoon x gn reader <3 (term girlfriend is used)

genre: fluffy ^o^

prompt: your boyfriend comes over drunk late at night unannounced .

drabble <3 lowercase intended, not proofread

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the time on the clock read 02:38AM. you were tired - and sunghoon wasn’t answering any of his calls, he hadn’t been for a couple hours now. you figured he was just having so much fun at that party he went to that you couldn’t attend because you had other plans that day.

all ready for bed, you brushed your teeth and did skincare, heading to your comfy bed until you heard your door slam open all of a sudden - at least it was a reminder you didn’t lock it ?

“sunghoon ? what do you want ?” you annoyingly scoffed at him - it was late and he hadn’t been checking his phone all day. he had worried you and he’s just shown up at your door ?

he didn’t answer you nor look at you, his frame was leant against the doorway and he was looking at his shoes - “sunghoon !” you said louder this time while speed walking over to him - hitting him as soon as he was within your reach.

he didn’t even move, just let the impact hit him and his shoulder went back.

his eyes slowly met yours and he scoffed, a smirk appearing on his face as he scanned you in your pyjamas with your hair up and no makeup on.

“gosh, you’re so pretty. are you single ?” sunghoon was slurring the end of his sentences, his breath reeked of alcohol too .. his comment made you giggle - until he asked again. “are you single ? i’ve never seen someone this pretty before” .. “sunghoon.. i’m you’re girlfriend and we’ve been dating for almost 2 years.”

“oh. then i have good taste” he chucked to himself - trying to balance himself and give you a hug - “my girlfriend is soo pretty !!~” his voice cracking, “let’s get you to bed yeah ? i’ll make you some nice food in the morning to help you with your hangover.” you spoke as you moved his arm around you so you could take him to bed :)

let’s just say you didn’t get much sleep that night.

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#sunghoon fluff #park sunghoon #enhypen fluff #enhypen #park sunghoon fluff #sunghoon x reader #enhypen x reader #kpop fluff #sunghoon #enhypen sunghoon

[scribble-dribble-writes]

Ambition

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Pairing: Buggy x female mermaid reader

Word count: 2300

Warnings: none

Note: Got four or five chapter left for the Sea Circus captain to come to an end!

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You felt the soft texture of his hair as he rested his head on your chest, daybreak causing for faint light to seep into the room. You petted the top of his head as you played with his shimmering blue strands before you finally let your fingers rest by his ear to fiddle with his earring. While you brought your other hand out to see the ring. It sparkled with a greenish blue hue just like his eyes and you thought of all the days he had been carrying it, almost the entire duration of your relationship. His love for you was certain, even when you spent your time worrying if you would belong anywhere.

Now you did, as his fingers twitched against your skin with his arm draped across you, finally asleep after having never resting well. His hot breath running down to your abdomen, your thumb now slipping down to his jaw as you rubbed his stubble. How lucky, you thought, that what was once grueling yearning had now become secure company.

But peace never stayed with the restless, it was gone with the breeze as a soft knock resounded on your door. Your fingers froze above his cheek. Here in the confines of this wall, he was yours but if that door opened like Pandora’s box, it would cause an uproar. A scandal. The queen to be in the arms of a lover the people were not quite ready to accept. You laid still, Buggy nuzzling closer to you while you hoped whoever it was that was at the door had left, but a second knock resounded more impatiently than the first and the assasin from last night rushed into your mind.

Panic began to make you feel stuck where you were as you looked at the open doors, this now new uncontrollable burn that took over hands anytime you felt protective.

Assassin’s don’t use doors, you repeated to yourself as you shook Buggy for him to wake up. But instead he murmured incoherently asking for a few more minutes and that Kings don’t need to be up so early.

It made you smile but the knocks now grew more quicker as you heard shouts from the balcony below, the guards had found the body.

“Buggy, you need to get up and hide.”, you whispered urgently.

“No.”, he contested as he pulled you closer, his sturdy arms weighing you down as his lazy kisses under your jaw made it harded not to laugh and fight his clinginess. You held onto his forearms trying to create an opening for you to escape but it was pointless.

As you struggled, the doors burst open and in entered Helge, closely followed by a woman dressed in armour. Buggy didn’t care to wake up, he contined to rest as though he ran the place.

“How many times do I need to knock?”, Helge sounded annoyed.

“Till the doors open, you don’t just barge in.”, the woman yanked him back by his elbow till their noses were almost touching, both starring daggers at each other.

Helge inhaled sharply, before he moved away like a child who had been told off. He walked towards the bed when he froze in his tracks. His eyes taking in the scene of you caught in Buggy’s arms, the only saving grace being the blanket that wrapped you and the pirate captain together.

You placed your hand on Buggy’s exposed back, there was no point rewriting this story now.

“Oh umm.”, Helge swallowed as he turned away.

“This is why. This is why we give people their privacy in their own bedrooms.”, the lady spread out her arms as a means to convey her point to Helge.

“Gosh I really can’t stand your nagging presence today, Elenor.”, he mumbled.

“I’m nagging? You had to change your shirt thrice before you stepped out of your asylum and it's all still green by the way.”, she put forth her point.

“Green is the prestigious colour of my house.”, he argued.

“No it makes you look like you’re from the swamp, algae.”, she smirked and he gasped.

“Algae? How dare –

You fell back into your pillows, all this noise had woken up Buggy as he squinted his eyes against the light. Nothing unnerved Helge, not like this woman was able to. She rested her hands on her hips as she threw her head back in fits of laughter at Helge’s bickering, her reaction only making his reaction worser as his pale cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

“Children, children, please stop arguing.”, Buggy intervened.

“I brought this on myself.”, Helge turned to you as he pointed at Buggy and the woman next to him.

“Your Highness, Captain, forgive me for the disturbance.”, Elenor bowed to you to which you set her at ease as your gaze travelled to the man who looked like he was taking comfort in everything green.

You pulled the edge of the blanket to cover your mouth in the hope that it would hide your smile and when you saw Eleanor, her eyes glimmered with laughter too.

“Nope. You can’t join them and laugh at me.”, he waved his hand but it only made it worse.

As Buggy giggled, Eleanor joined in and you couldn’t help yourself.

“The green tie with a green shirt and a green pant, does actually make you look funny.”, you stated.

“Alright, I admit. I’ve been stressed and when I’m stressed I don’t think straight and it results in bad fashion choices.”, he paced on the side of your bed before he threw himself to his knees to meet you eye to eye.

“You’ve got to help me, Céane. My life’s in danger.”, his gray eyes caught yours and you settled. You had not once witnessed him in such distress.

“What is it?”, you asked and Buggy propped his chin on the edge of your shoulder listening in.

“The Barracudons are after me.”, Helge said and you pursed your lips.

“I received a note this morning.”, he reached out to his coat pocket to retrieve a small white card and held it out to you.

You took it, the ivory card with the Barracudon crest embossed in the top. But when you saw the single sentence scribbled onto the paper. You inhaled deeply.

“Your life will be the only accepted payment for the lose of one of our sons.”, you read and it unsettled you. All the more because Helge looked excruciatingly helpless and innocent in all this.

“It’s written in blood.”, Buggy added as he took the card from you to inspect it.

“Why didn’t you tell me any of this?”, Eleanor asked but her gaze was only set on Helge.

“You were quite busy teasing and chiding me.”, he shrugged his shoulders.

“Besides would you have cared?”, he turned towards her, his voice sounding broken.

That was why he was distressed, the fear that no one would notice his absence if something were to go wrong.

But before you could reassure him, his guard stepped in. Her eyes losing the mischief and in it’s place was an anxious hidden desperation.

“I do care about you, Helge. I’m sworn to – she reached her hand to catch his but he folded his arms as he pinned her down with the anger that flashed across his face.

“protect me, you are sworn in by my mother to keep me in check.”, he gritted his teeth but it only broke her further before she resumed her composure.

“You’re right.”, she clasped her hands together and turned away towards the open window. The laughter and fun no longer present, now the silence was piercing. Helge looked at her as though he had made a mistake but instead he moved away to take a seat in the armchair to the corner.

“They remind me of us.”, Buggy whispered in your ear before he kissed your cheek.

“That's because you’re a hopeless romantic.”, you sighed as he tilted your chin to face him.

“Only for you.”, he said next, his lips inching towards yours.

When another knock was placed on the door, everyone in the room stilled.

"With every passing second this place frustrates me further.", Buggy sighed as he let you go.

“An urgent invitation, ma’am.”, one of your staff exclaimed from behind the door.

You began to move when Helge stood up, gesturing you to rest as he headed towards the door.

“Aww isn’t he sweet, making sure you don’t move away from me.”, Buggy spoke sweetly in a teasing manner as you shushed him.

It was difficult as is getting him to behave before, now it was impossible.

But Helge seemed to be arguing by the door instead of receiving the letter.

“She’s asleep. I will take it on her behalf.”, Helge stood his ground by the door blocking the view as your handmaid tried to look past him.

But she pushed past him and before she could get any closer, you shoved Buggy under the blanket as he exclaimed. You pulled the sheet up to your neck as you rested a cautionary hand over Buggy making sure he stayed still for a few seconds. You felt the curve of his nose bump into your waist, and the edge of his smile against your skin.

This was not going to be good.

Your handmaid rushed to you, a silver plate in her hand as it held a single invitation with a wax seal.

“I was instructed to give this to you as soon as possible. We weren’t sure if you knew about it, your Highness but it has already been circulated to the townsfolk and other houses.”, she said frantically.

You reached up to take the envelope as Buggy began to squirm next to you. His hands slipped down your thigh in an attempt to cause you to stumble. You instead caught his wandering hand as you kept up the pretense.

“Thank you.”, you told her before she could catch sight of the movement beneath the blanket but she bowed instead and turned to leave.

The doors were about to close and you were about to let Buggy out from beneath the covers when,

“Oh I had a hunch you might be here.”, Theodora’s voice boomed as your gaze drifted to Helge. He sat still like he had seen a ghost, as he visibly shut down the moment she entered.

“Where else would the young lovers be if not bask in the early hours of the last few days of being separated.”, she beamed and Helge sat up straight.

“Last few days?”, he questioned cautiously.

“Yes, haven’t you seen the invite yet? I was beyond thrilled, just when I began to worry if you had the courage to ask her.”, she moved towards her son while he held her in a scrutinizing gaze. She was up to something.

“The only sadness is I wished you would have told me first. No matter, the queen to be was kind enough to send me a letter to inform me.”, Theodora continued on while Helge looked at her in confusion, so did you. You had never written to her.

Taking in her son’s expression, she sighed.

“The engagement.”, she cocked her eyebrow.

The guard tensed, her eyes focused on Helge while you broke the seal to the envelope in your hand in an urgency. Pulling out the card that held the Nerroceane crest embossed in it was an exquisite invitation for your coronation and the celebration of your engagement to Helge.

Nothing made sense. Theodora gasped when she caught sight of the ring on your finger.

“How exquisite. I had offered Helge my engagement ring but the one he has chosen is, quite adequate.”, she sniffed as she patted her son’s cheek as though she was so proud of his work. Eleanor fell silent as she resumed her position next to Helge, while he looked awful. His eyes finding yours as the gears in both your heads churned. The Barracudon assassins were after you and him for this reason. You were soon to be the ruling couple from what the invitation said.

Theodora inhaled when she caught your eyes.

“I thought it would be best if the travelling circus found another island to inhabit after your coronation. Once you are queen, you will not have much need for entertainment.”, she held your gaze.

You felt Buggy shift next to you.

“And who are you to make such decisions on my behalf?”, you questioned.

Theodora flashed a calculated smile as she rested her hand on Helge’s shoulder.

“Well in a few days we’ll be family.”, she commented, it made you feel nauseous and trapped.

You grew silent and felt Buggy’s slow breathing as you wrapped your fingers around his.

“The clown is a distraction, the kingdom would need your undivided attention. And since I am the mother of the king, I will try my best to lessen your load by being on the council.”, she laughed and it all sounded fake.

There was only one ambitious person in the room and it was clear who it was.

“Well, thank you for your lovely intrusion. Now if you will give me the privacy to get ready for the day, I shall meet you all to discuss the arrangements.”, you spoke and felt Helge’s cold stare on you. He wanted to know what you were planning but you couldn’t risk anything now.

Theodora tipped her head in acknowledgement as she waited for her son. Helge got up and straightened his sleeve, his eyes catching yours before he relaxed once Eleanor stood by his side. With that, they left the room and once secure. Buggy pushed away the blankets as he inhaled a deep breathe.

“That bloody witch.”, he exclaimed as he pushed back his hair, his sea glass eyes now shattered in panic, she had managed to get under his skin.

You pulled away the sheets as you picked up his coat that was pushed under the side of your bed.

Theodora had never played with pirates before and now as you slung his coat over yourself and secured the belt around your waist, you wanted to make a lasting impression on her mind.

“What do you say to one final performance? You raid the kingdom, I secure the throne and then we settle with the loot?”, you asked as you turned to him.

He looked dazed, the rage simmering down as he took in the sight of you in his coat.

He stretched as he got out of the bed, pulling on his pants as he made his way to you, gathering his hair up in a low bun.

“You know I’m always at your disposal, your majesty.”, he smirked reaching for your hand that sported his ring to kiss your fingers.

Ambition always had one enemy, it could never prevail against a noble cause. Even though you and him were partners in crime, the story you were fighting for was noble enough.

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Art Heist, Baby! thoughts pt. 14

we’re nearing the end yall and i’m getting HELLA nervous. five chapters left. and reg is gonna die. i’m not ready

chapter 34:

1. the mulciber swap went perfect. still nervous though

2. the heist is almost over. and they’re all splitting up to go places. i don’t think i can handle this

3. god, it’s the lucius swap. i don’t think it’s gonna go well. i’m so worried

4. “Regulus cleared his throat. “I just want to say that it had been a privilege and an honour to conduct this heist with all of you. Each of you are brilliant individuals and I couldn’t have asked for a better team.”” sobbing so badly rn. horrifically sobbing. oh my god. the death must be this chapter. it feels all like a final goodbye, and it probably is for reg

5. reg wants to fix his relationship with sirius over a hundred cups of coffee. that sounds so nice

6. reg is looking forward to attending sirius and remus’ wedding! and he’s surprised that sirius wants him there. this. this all feels so foreboding

7. god. they’re face to face with tom riddle. this isn’t gonna end well. i can feel it

8. it was a set up. all reg gets to say is “james run” and then there’s bullets. i almost don’t want to read the rest of the chapter. i don’t even think i’m gonna cry. just quiet resignation. i will be fine. i fucking called it last post tho, saying it would be tom riddles fault.

9. oh gosh. reg is dying right there on the floor, blood pooling in his lungs and he’s telling james not to be scared

10. i was a fool. of course i’m sobbing. i sent my freind a two minute long voice recording while sobbing about how sad i was over the death. they can confirm, though i’m not asking them to

11. reg gives james his ring. oh fuck

12. dying by tom riddles’ hands. drowning in his own blood. of course he dies by drowning

13. on another note, i’m sure that james’ gun kink is very much gone

14. “It wasn’t the amount of blood that had accumulated all over the floor that convinced James that Regulus was dead.

Or the fact that Regulus had stopped the gurgling and wheezing noises several minutes ago as he drifted into cruel stillness.

It wasn’t Barty’s tear stained and blood splattered face. Or Evan’s desperate attempts to shake Regulus awake. It wasn’t even Peter’s sorrowful look upon checking for a pulse. Or his frantic attempts to do CPR anyway.

It was Sirius’ agonised wails as he pleaded and called out to a God he never believed in to spare his brother. To bring him back. “I just got him back,” Sirius screamed. “I just got him back. Please. Don’t do this. Please bring him back. I just got him back.””

this fucking fic i swear to god

15. everyone else is dead, thanks to evan and barty. for once, i agree with their unhinged. it was a slaughter of men on the other side, and i am glad. they are dead, and they don’t even deserve it. they deserve a life of torture for what they did. thank fucking god they’re dead tho. it makes me rest easy

they were supposed to get a house with green or red shutters and get married and travel the world and make tea and orange muffins and snog in art museums and visit their freinds and be happy and in love and never live a mundane life cause they’re rich and together. but NO. it has to all get ruined

im not okay, thank you for asking. i will never be okay, thank you for asking. i never want to be okay again, stop asking.

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