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The Babysitter (32)

The Right Person

MILF Wanda Maximoff X Reader 18+

Summary: In need of money and a way to escape the problems at home, you get a job babysitting two lovely boys named Billy and Tommy Maximoff. What happens when you start to feel things you shouldn't for their mother? Will it bloom into love or leave you heartbroken?

A/N- I would just like to say that there will be some sensitive issues in this story such as alcoholism, homophobia, anxiety as well as more mature content such as smut so, if you continue to read this, please consider this warning.

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The Right Person

Your eyes fluttered open at the feeling of the older woman slipping out of your arms, your body pressed up behind her as your arms were snaked around her body, keeping her as close as possible on the smaller bed. A sleepy sigh left you as you moved your arms a little to make it easier for her to leave your grasp, back arching as you stretched on the bed, blinking your eyes to adjust to the light streaming in through the curtains, the older woman moving her hand up to her face out of your sight, a small sniffle just about reaching your ears.

"Hey," you coo, moving to sit upright, the sheets falling down your body as you move to lean back against the headrest, face filling with concern as Wanda doesn't turn around. "Wanda, come here," you softly murmur, moving to the edge of the bed and slowly wrapping your arms back around her body, pulling her closer to you. She doesn't reject your touch but you notice how she moves her head so you can't see her crying, her teeth biting down on her lower lip as she tries to control her emotions.

"I'm ok Detka, go back to sleep," she whispers, voice wavering as she tries to keep calm, not wanting you to fuss over her but still a little appreciative of your constant care. You don't let up on your hold on her waist, instead you pull her closer while moving to kneel on the end of the bed.

"We don't have to talk about anything, just don't hide from me, please," your tone a gentle murmur as you press a kiss to her shoulder, another sniffle escaping her before she turns around in your arms, tears spilling from her eyes and resting on her cheeks. Your hand brushes away the few that linger on her skin, her eyes watching you as yours gaze lovingly and tenderly into hers, a soft, reassuring smile taking over your lips as she moves closer to you. Your body moves back slightly on the bed as she joins you back on the soft mattress, your arms wrapped around her body as you pull her impossibly closer, her head resting against your shoulder as she leans back against you, eyes fluttering close to stop the other tears that threaten to fall.

The two of you sit in silence after that, your mind wandering while you feel her body gradually relaxing against yours, her fingers playing with the ends of the clothes you were wearing, your fingers rubbing soothing patterns against her skin. Your thoughts are a mess but you try to separate them, needing a clear head to be able to be calm. You're scared for Natalya, scared that at any moment Wanda will get a phone call like you did, the news nothing but heart-breaking, but you try not to dwell on those thoughts. You needed to be strong for her, just like she is for you when you need her.

"I'm scared," she whispers after a while, not daring to open her eyes as she speaks her thoughts, not wanting to keep them all bottled up any longer. You remain quiet, simply listening to her voice her worries as she lets her head move to the crook of your neck, finding a feeling of safety and security slowly washing through her. "What if she can't recover?" a shaky breath leaves her, "What if she doesn't remember things? Or struggles with moving on her own?" her fingers anxiously pulling at the threads of your shirt, "What if she doesn't even make it out of the hospital?" her voice cracks at the end, a choked sob leaving her as your arms cradle her as she buries her head against you. Your soft murmurs of comforting words only spur her on to cry more, the gentle words of 'let it all out' and 'I'm here for you' helping her express the true fear and worry she was feeling without being judged.

You can feel your own heart breaking with every cry that leaves her lips, the older woman clutching onto your shirt as she sobs against you, body shaking in your arms as there's nothing you can do to help her, to help Natalya get better. All you can do is try to ease her worry.

"I've got you," you whisper, pressing a delicate kiss to the top of her head as her cries eventually quieten, the sound of her shaky breaths and sniffles the mixing with your quiet words. "I think you're focussing too much on the 'what ifs.' Try thinking about the facts," you say cautiously, not wanting to sound patronising but more logical than her as she was clearly only dwelling on the negative potentials. "She's in the hospital which is the best place for her at the moment. The doctors are the best people to help her get through this stage, so I know it's hard feeling like you can't help but all you can do is wait until the doctors know more. Then you can prepare yourself on how to help her as much as possible," your voice a soft murmur as Wanda listens to your words, hating how you were telling the truth. She didn't want to wait, she wanted to know her mother was going to be alright. She just wanted her Mama.

"She's going to get through this Wanda, she's so strong," you whisper out, praying your words would be true, "And there's no way she'd leave Erik to deal with you and Pietro, you'd both drive him mad," you add a little teasingly at the end, hoping to get some small sign of happiness out of her.

When you hear a breathless chuckle, then the feeling of her lips tugging up a little against your skin, you smile to yourself, glad you were able to make her feel some sort of happiness, even if it was only short lived.

"How do you go from sounding so mature to sounding so... Y/n," she mutters, voice containing hints of playfulness while you furrow your brows in faux offence.

"What is sounding like Y/n supposed to mean?" your tone amused as she lets her hand slip under your shirt, wanting to feel the warmth of your skin against her, your body jerking a little at her cold fingers.

"Sorry," she murmurs in apology, "I don't know how to describe it," she says, pulling back from the safety of your neck to gaze into your eyes. You notice the worry that still lingers within the green pools, but also the love and care she has for you, "It's just you always somehow seem to make me smile, even when I don't feel like it."

You can't help but smile at her words, inevitably causing the one on her face to grow a little bit wider at your softening gaze.

"All I ever want to do is see you smile," you murmur with all the love you have for her, "So if sounding like Y/n is what I've got to do, then I'd do it forever just to see you happy," your words a little teasing but still heartfelt, causing her eyes to gloss over with tears of happiness instead as she's never felt so emotionally about someone, her love for you almost overwhelming as she pressed her lips to yours softly, trying to convey how much you mean to her into the kiss.

"Thank you," she mumbles against your lips, closing the gap once more to indulge herself in the comforting feeling of your lips pressed against hers, her forehead resting against yours. "I love you, I love you so much," her voice a mere whisper as you smile against her lips, her lips copying yours.

"I am pretty loveable," you mutter after a moment, her chuckling against you before silencing you with her lips, moving her finger to press against them when she pulls back, signalling for you to stay quiet as she leans back against your body, savouring the peaceful moment.

***

Walking into the hospital with the Maximoff family, you followed behind the two men, walking side by side with the older woman to approach the receptionist desk, your eyes widening at who was behind the desk.

The woman from yesterday noted down who was visiting Natalya, her eyes remaining on you as her brown raised suspiciously at your awkward and timid stance. Wanda's brows furrowed as you stuttered a little on your words, your fingers drumming against the edge of the desk again as you waited impatiently for her to note your name down.

"How is your mother-in-law?" the receptionist asks and you send her a fake smile, cheeks burning red as you can see everyone's head snapping over to look at you.

"She's um," you stammer out, not liking the way Pietro chuckles at your nervousness, Erik's face confused while Wanda's seems indecipherable, "She's apparently woken up now so we're just going to go," you grab Wanda's hand and lead her away from the woman who seemed to want to make life difficult for you, hoping that Wanda would forget about the interaction as they had news that Natalya was now awake.

You don't meet anyone's gaze as you walk towards Natalya's room, missing the knowing glance between Pietro and Wanda, Erik too focussed on seeing his wife to care about what had happened. You waited behind, letting them all in the room to see her, hovering by the door and holding it open for the doctors as you weren't sure whether you should go in the room or not, not wanting to interrupt the moment.

You watched briefly as Erik pressed a soft and tender kiss to her forehead, Wanda and Pietro at either side of her, each moving to grasp one of her hands as delicately as possible as the other doctor informed them of the next steps of her treatment.

You smiled at the nurse who seemed to keep coming in and out of the room, your awkward mind not sure whether to keep it held open for her or leave to give them their privacy, Wanda looking over at you, smiling a little at your adorable awkwardness. You ended up leaving the Maximoffs, not wanting to intrude as it was their family and, although Natalya meant a lot to you, she clearly meant more to those in the room with her.

You sat against the uncomfortable chairs in the hallway, resting your head back against the wall, letting your eyes flutter shut, still uncomfortable with being in a hospital. You hated that you could only remember the visit to your dad on that dreadful day, your fingers picking at the fabric of your jeans anxiously, your mind trying its best to think of anything else.

Your thoughts soon drift back towards the reason why you're here to begin with, a sense of relief flooding through you at the news about Natalya. She was awake and, judging by the way the doctors spoke about her, she was going to be able to recover as much as possible, the only issue being a potential weakness or even paralysis on one side of her body. The other downside was the risk of another stroke happening was more likely, but you could focus on that another time as right now all that mattered was that she was going to be able to get better.

"Y/n?" Wanda called from the door frame, watching curiously as your eyes fluttered back open to meet her enticing green, the worry still lingering in them but mostly replaced by relief. "You're allowed to come in, you know that right?" she murmurs while walking closer to you. Pushing yourself to your feet, you close the gap between you, standing close enough to her so that she could let her hands rest on your waist, her head tilting inquisitively at you.

"I know, I just didn't want to intrude on a family moment," you say, gaze locked on hers as you were somehow always enchanted by her eyes, seemingly unable to look away until the sound of her angelic laughter met your ears, eyes naturally drifting down to witness her smile.

"You are family," she whispers, her hand reaching for yours to gently pull you into the room, wanting you by her side, needing you by her side. She still feared that something would happen to her mother and your presence provided her that sense of comfort she craved, your touch able to calm her down effortlessly. "Come on, your mother-in-law is waiting for you," she teases, making you grumble a little, still smiling at her though as she leads you back to the room.

"You're going to tease me so much about that, aren't you?" you mutter a little embarrassedly, Wanda just humming in affirmation as you enter the room, Natalya smiling at the sight of your hands interlocked, a gentle smile on your face.

"There's my daughter-in-law," Natalya teases with a tired voice and you just groan audibly, pressing your face into Wanda's shoulder as you sit together, trying to hide your rosy cheeks.

"Did you have to tell her?" you mumble against her shirt, quiet enough so that only Wanda would hear before turning to face the woman in the bed, taking in her features. Her eyes held bags under them, skin a little paler, her dark brown hair a little messy from her sleep but the most prominent feature was her lips as she was still smiling a little, even after what had happened. "How are you feeling?" you ask, voice gentle as the older woman just looks between you and Wanda, her smiling stretching a little bit wider.

"Tired," she sighs out honestly, her body being pushed to its limits, "But better now that my family's with me." Wanda's hand slips back into yours as her mother speaks, a tender expression taking over your face at her words, the room settling in a brief comfortable silence before Pietro starts to talk about seemingly anything to his mother, his hand still firmly holding hers.

You could see how just being able to talk to her calmed him down, Wanda listening to her brother as she also relaxed into the chair, her head leaning on your shoulder as she watched her mother smile at her son's random rambling, a sense of reassurance brewing within her.

***

Balancing the snacks you bought on top of the four coffees orders proved more challenging than you thought, Pietro's snickers bar sliding around the top along with Erik's twirl, the two chocolate bars seemingly wanting to cause utter carnage as you tried to keep the takeaway cup carrier level. At first, you didn't mind being the one to grab any food or drink from the vending machines people wanted, but after the horrendous journey of trying to bring all the items back, you regretted saying yes.

You had to knock on the door with your foot, not wanting to risk the chance of dropping everything right at the end, a concentrated expression on your face. Erik soon opened the door and let out a low chuckle at your balancing act, carefully taking the items off the top to make it far easier for you to bring in the drinks, Wanda eagerly taking her drink and snack from you as you sat back with her, furrowing your brows.

"What's wrong?" she murmurs quietly to you at seeing your expression, Pietro far too consumed in eating all the treats he wanted you to get.

"I forgot my own snack," you sigh out, chuckling a little at your foolishness, Wanda letting out a small laugh as well before kissing your forehead, her lips lingering against your skin as she smiled against your hair.

"Oh Detka," she cooed quietly, offering you some of her crisps to which you gratefully took, moving closer so that your shoulders would touch, letting yourself bask in the peaceful atmosphere of the room.

Erik was quietly talking to his wife who had recently woken up from another nap, her body needing as much rest as possible, the other woman telling her husband something which made him look towards you and Wanda, your brows furrowing a little in curiosity as she continued to talk to her husband.

A little while later, Wanda and Pietro started to shuffle around in their chairs, clearly uncomfortable after having sat in them since they arrived, not wanting to leave Natalya's side at all. Their mother looked to their father, patting his hand that rested on her other one, her eyes meeting his in a silent message, the man complying after kissing her forehead softly.

"Dorogie," Erik says, gaining his children's attention as Pietro shuffles again, his body unable to sit still. "Why don't we go for a little walk, to stretch our legs and get some fresh air?" He suggests calmly, standing up and moving towards his son, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing gently. You watch how both of their gazes flicker over to Natalya, hesitation written across both of their faces as they don't want to leave her. Despite the relief they felt when she woke up, they still had this underlying worry that something was going to happen.

"Papa," Wanda says, not really sure where to lead with her words, trailing off instead as she still looks at her mother who merely offers her a tired smile. "Can't we go later?"

"I'll be fine Milaya," Natalya says, reassuring her children who still haven't moved from their seats, "Go with your father, I want to have a word with Y/n anyway," she says and your eyes widen at that, anxiety coursing through you as you couldn't tell if her tone was good or bad, curiosity at what it could be about also entering your mind. Was it about the mother-in-law thing? Did she find it weird?

Wanda's head turns to you at her mother's words, her eyes taking in your equally confused and surprised expression, a hint of fear evident in your eyes as you were clueless as to what it was about.

After a little more persuasion from their parents, Pietro and Wanda were reluctantly dragged out of their uncomfortable chairs, Wanda pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before leaving, looking back at you and offering a smile as she could tell you were internally panicking a little, well, more like a lot.

Brushing your hands against your jeans, wiping the sweat that started to build there, you turned to Natalya who just watched you curiously before motioning for you to come closer, now at her bedside.

"If it's about the mother-in-law stuff, I'm sorry-"

"Oh, dear, it's nothing bad I promise you, so stop stressing," she teases lightly, watching as you let out a sigh of relief, shoulders relaxing as a small smile takes over your face. "There's just a few things I want to ask and tell you about," she explains before she starts to cough a bit, your body instantly moving to grab her a cup of water, handing it to her carefully once she had stopped. You notice how her left hand seems to shake while holding the cup, seemingly unable to wrap her hand around it properly before she moves it to her right hand, holding it a little more securely before taking a sip, grateful for your care. "Now Y/n, answer me honestly, how is Wanda?" she asks and you can see the concern in her eyes for her daughter, her already having asked Erik about Pietro.

"She's... shaken," you say, telling her the truth as you can see how troubled she is by being the reason her children have been through so much stress. "She was so scared, I think she still is, but she's trying to be strong," you continue, noticing how your own voice wavers as you speak about Wanda, feeling helpless as there's nothing you could do to make the pain go away. "I just want to help her, but I'm not sure how," you confess, meeting her gaze before looking down at her hand that encased yours, giving you a soft, comforting squeeze.

"Trust me dear, just keep doing what you're doing," she whispers, offering you that soft smile of hers that resembles Wanda's, your lips tugging up naturally. "Thank you for telling me the truth," her tone appreciative as she knew Wanda would never have told her how she truly felt, wanting to make sure everyone else was alright before herself, "And thank you for taking care of her."

"I'll always try to take care of her," you murmur, wanting the other woman to know how much her daughter meant to you, "I promise you."

"I know you will dear," she says, moving her hand off of yours to her other one, "Which is why I want to give you this," her fingers slide off one of the many rings littered on her hand, you smiling as now you know where Wanda got the jewellery obsession from. Natalya then puts the ring in your hand, clasping both of her hands around yours and looking into your eyes with nothing but care and gratitude, "To give to her."

Your eyes widen at that, inferring Natalya's words a little incorrectly as your mouth opens and closes, unsure of how to respond.

"Oh Natalya, I'm... I- I love Wanda so much," your tone emphasises your words, "But I'm not ready to marry her. Not that I don't want to marry her because I do, one day, but not right now-"

A chorus of laughter interrupts your rambling, your cheeks red as Natalya chuckles softly at your awkward and timid state, her laughter not mocking just amused.

"I didn't mean now," she clarifies and you just blush a little more after processing her words wrong. "I just want you to give her this when you think it's the right time as it's very special to Wanda." You look down at the beautiful ring in your hand, admiring all the intricate and delicate designs engraved all over it. "I've worn that ring for as long as I can remember, Erik gave it to me when we were young and so deeply in love," she says, tone nostalgic as she reminisces on her life, "And all throughout Wanda's childhood she loved the ring, oh I remember the many times she begged me 'oh Mama, please can I just wear it this once? Just for a little while?" She mimics her young daughter's voice, smiling at the fond memories. "I promised her that when she was older and found someone who loved her, I'd give them the ring to give to her, and that's how she'd know she'd found the right person."

You can't take your eyes off the unique and stunning ring, listening to Natalya's story but frowning a little.

"Why didn't you give it to Vision?" you ask as you'd assume she would have thought Vision was also worthy of giving her the ring, having heard about how in love they supposedly seemed. The older woman let out a small chuckle, shaking her head a little.

"I never thought he loved her as much as she loved him," she confesses a little, taking in your softening features. "I was only ever supportive of them because he did make her happy, just not as happy as you make her." You look back to the ring in your hand, thinking about how you'd love to marry Wanda one day in the future, but you weren't quite ready for it just yet. "I can see how much you love her in your eyes, don't ever lose that look," she says, clasping her hands around yours once more as you smile at her, thanking her quietly.

The moment is interrupted by the door opening, her squeezing your hands once more before you slip the ring into your pocket as the three others return, Wanda eyeing you sceptically as you move suspiciously back into the seat, smiling at her a little shyly.

"Hey Detka," she whispers, pressing a kiss to your cheek as she sits back with you, immediately moving to interlock your fingers as the talk with her dad seemed to allow her to think properly about what was going to happen regarding her mother's recovery, the topic upsetting her a little.

"Hi," you whisper, bringing her hand up to kiss the back of it as you could tell something was up with her, not talking to her about it as you could also tell she clearly didn't want to talk. You simply let her hold your hand, knowing how much the touch soothed her, your free hand absentmindedly tracing the ring in your pocket, Natalya smiling widely at the two of you before sharing a knowing look with her husband.

You were the one.

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7. Macarons 🍪

Summary: Manny likes you, has for a while, but he's gotten mixed signals from you and isn't sure if the feeling is mutual. That's ok though. Nothing a few laced cookies can't solve.

Pairing: Manny x female reader (did he have a last name? Can’t remember)

Warnings: 18+ MDNI Sexual content, they do not have sex, just grinding and touching, Dark!Manny DRUGGING - the reader is drugged without her consent with a 'truth serum' type drug in her gifted macarons to get her to tell him how she feels. The reader does like him and does want to be with him/be sexual with him, she's just been shy and didn't dare to be upfront; the drug helps it come out. So their interactions are technically consensual, but she has been drugged against her will/knowledge and is under the influence. Just want to make that clear for everyone. If it's not your cup of tea or triggers you or anything like that, please don't read it. I would never want anyone to be upset by/hurt/triggered by my work, but at the same time, we're also responsible for the content that we choose to consume. So if it doesn't sound like something you would like or enjoy reading, please don't read it. I won't take it personally if you sit this one out. Also please let me know what other tw I should tag it as if there are any you feel it should be under

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"Macarons??"

You beamed as you looked into the box, the selection of pastel treats looking delightful. They were expensive for their size, one of the main reasons you never really splurged on them. You'd had one or two here and there, but a box of 24? You had never spent that kind of money on a cookie. That didn't mean that you couldn't admire them though. You'd saved some aesthetic tiktoks of them, opting to one day spoil yourself with a beautiful box of them. You hadn't ever told Manny about your desire to have them, knowing that if you merely mentioned it, he would've splurged on the most beautiful and expensive ones he could find. He was just like that when it came to you. So you'd kept it to yourself, deciding that you would get yourself a small box for Valentine's Day, seeing as you didn't have a Valentine.

But Manny had beat you to the punch.

He grinned as he watched your eyes light up, happy that his gift had paid off. At first, a few months ago when he was trying to plan out what he would do for the special day, he wasn't sure if the treat was one you would be into. He wanted to make sure that whatever treat he got you for Valentine's Day, was one you would enjoy and preferably one you would remember.

When he saw the saved tiktoks, he was thankful that he'd had the idea to hack your phone a few weeks before.

His intentions had been innocent enough, really. He just wanted to be able to know what you liked. He always got you gifts, eager to please. He had already decided he was going to put together a Valentine's Day basket for you, but he needed to make sure everything was perfect and to your liking. He needed you to see how much he cared about you and wanted you to be happy. Wanted you to be his. All of his previous gifts had warmed you and gotten you closer to him, but you still weren't his. His hope was that this gift would change that.

So scrolling through your likes and saves, he'd found a handful of videos of the delicate treat and knew then that was his way into your heart. And right he had been.

You smiled eyes raking over all of the colors, the sweet aroma wafting up to your nose in a swirl of vanilla and raspberry and cinnamon and-

"I'm glad you like it."

The Mayan looked proud as he eyed you, happy with his decision. Your mouth was practically watering at the smell and he knew you couldn't wait to try them.

"Go 'head, mama. Let me know how they taste."

Your fingers hovered around the box, all of them looking so good you were having trouble picking which one you wanted. You settled on a baby pink one and picked it up, admiring it.

"This one looks just like one I saw a video of."

Manny nodded, knowing the exact tiktok you were speaking of. He didn't say that though. He knew that was the one you were going to have picked first. He knew you'd be excited and enthusiastic to dig into them.

That was why he had paid to have a little something slipped into the filling.

He wasn't going to hurt you, of course not, he would never do that. He just wanted you soft and compliant. Honest. Needed to know if you felt the same way. Needed to know how you felt about him wanting you to be his and only his. So he'd gotten the idea from one of his brothers, 'truth serum cookies' he'd called it. The company made desserts for different purposes. Some had aphrodisiacs for couples to ramp up their sex life, others like the ones he had ordered had a drug known to make people relaxed and forthcoming, perfect for those who struggled with shyness when it came to dirty talk.

In Manny's case, he just wanted you to be relaxed and open enough to tell the truth about if you wanted him as much as he wanted you. He needed to know if you would be his, and if you didn't want to be, then why. He'd brought it up to one of the Yuma brothers and he'd sold him on the idea. 'She won't even know. You can't taste it, no one would buy them if they tasted weird. They crush it up and mix it with some sugar, then add it to the cookie's filling. She won't have a clue. And you'll get to figure out whether she wants to have your crazy ass or not.' he had said.

He watched as you brought the macaron to your mouth and took a bite, catching a crumb in your hand as you licked the rest from your lips. Manny licked his own instinctively, eyes raking over your face as he watched you eat, almost in a trance. You smiled, covering your mouth as you chewed, not wanting to make more of a mess.

"It's delicious."

He smiled, then shook his head as you held it up to him for him to take a bite.

"Not a fan of raspberry. Enjoy it."

He lied cooly, and you bought it, taking another bite. You pushed the box towards him and motioned for him to take one as you both stood there at your kitchen counter. He obliged, not wanting you to suspect anything, and grabbed the cream-colored one with light brown filling, taking a bite.

"Cinnamon."

"Mmm."

He held it out for you to take a bite of your own and you did, enjoying that one just as much as the other. You both stood there together, eating and chatting, a whole row missing before you knew it. You'd eaten most of them, and he wasn't worried about being affected. He didn't have anything to hide. You let out a yawn, and grabbed the lid, covering up the box with a laugh.

"The crash after a sugar rush always sucks."

Manny nodded, his eyes on you as he watched your eyes grow a little heavier, your lids moving a little slower as you blinked.

"Maybe we could go chill on the couch."

You nodded and offered him a relaxed smile, that idea sounding wonderful.

"Yeah, that sounds good."

He followed you as you walked, hands itching to grab your hips as they swayed in front of him. You were a goddess in his eyes. A treasure that was meant to be his, but was always just out of his reach. But he was also a gentleman, despite his unorthodox methods of gaining the truth. So he kept his hands to himself, sitting down beside you on the couch. He angled his body towards you slightly like he always did, except this time it was because he was keeping an eye on you.

Your eyes were soft, your face smooth and relaxed. He looked you over, not worried about you thinking he was weird or creepy for how long he stared at your face. He took in the angle of your nose, how your lashes fluttered on the tops of your cheeks. The softness of your lips. Your voice was gentle when it spoke, and his eyes were watching your lips as they parted, but it still caught him off guard.

"Do you think I'm pretty, Manny?"

There it was. The serum already going into effect. His eyes drifted away from your lips and locked with yours.

"I do, mama. I think you're gorgeous."

You smiled softly.

"I hoped you did."

He inquired even though he knew exactly what you meant.

"Hoped I did what?"

You shrugged, head tilted to the side as you gazed at him.

"Hoped you found me pretty."

He swallowed, his fingers wiggling as they screamed to touch you.

"Well, I do. I think you're the prettiest little thing I've ever fuckin' seen."

He watched as your throat moved, your swallow audible and pulling a smile from him.

"What about you? You think I'm handsome?"

You didn't hesitate to nod.

"I think you're very handsome. I think you're sexy."

He adjusted himself in his seat, pants starting to feel a little snug.

"That so?"

"Mhmm."

You stared at him, fingers twiddling with the hem of your shirt.

"I wanna sit in your lap. If that's ok."

He melted, his nod sharp as he lifted the arm that was toward you, inviting you in.

"C'mon then."

He felt his pulse quicken as you crawled over, a hand on his shoulder to steady yourself as you tossed your leg over his and then settled down in his lap, his eyes peering up at you. Your hands rested on his chest, fingers reaching up slightly, the tips tracing over the tattoo on his throat.

"Wanted to sit like this for a while."

The Mayan allowed his hands to finally drift over onto your hips, fingers digging in ever so slightly into the plush skin.

"Wanted you to sit like this for a while too."

Your giggle was breathless and it took everything in him not to start dragging your hips back and forth on him.

"Anything else you been wanting?"

You looked at him, fingers still stroking the ink.

"Been wanting you to touch me."

Manny groaned, his hands gripping you tighter.

"Oh yeah? Where?"

You shrugged and he shook his head, sucking his teeth.

"Nah, none of that. Where you want my hands at, pretty girl?"

He slid his hands down further, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass, gripping and pulling at your cheeks.

"Here?"

You nodded, your hips rocking slightly. You pulled one hand away from his throat and instead gripped your own breast, your nipple hard under your palm already.

"Maybe here too."

He cursed quietly under his breath and pulled only one hand away to replace yours, squeezing at the soft swell of your breast, feeling like he was in heaven.

"Yes ma'am."

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sakumz · 7 months

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₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ i. shu x fem reader ]

a/n : um... I got a shit ton of editing and rewriting to do lmfao, like there's a few shots for bllk and there's still that pending mysta fic. ૮ ⚆ﻌ⚆ა

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" sleepover... at a friend's house? " shu asked once more, hoping what he heard wasn't true.

" yeah. mom said I could go. I'll be leaving tonight, " his sister, motoko answers. rendering the poor man speechless.

" your friend isn't kitahara, right? " he questions, his eyes twitching slightly with what the younger man could do to his sister.

" n-no! it's a girl. her sibling goes to your school anyway. ah! if you're sooo concern, you could come with me. her sibling did say I can invite you... " without a second thought, he said yes.

the walk to your house wasn't as quiet. shu was asking his sister all sorts of questions to what or who you are. his sister doesn't know your name but describing your features wasn't helping them as shu can't recall anyone with said features.

" welcome! oh you really brought your brother along. I thought big sis was joking around when she said that, " shu wanted to scream, upon hearing your sister's words. you are a girl? motoko didn't specify earlier, he only came thinking this "sibling" was a guy and could take advantage of the situation.

" why are you making the guests wait out in the cold? drag them in! " hearing your voice calling from the brightly lit room, snapped him out of his little world.

motoko, being the angel she was, grabbed her brother wrist and dragged him along with her to the house.

" you're not gonna run away now, are you? " motoko whispers as shu gulps and shook his head, assuring her lightly that he won't.

as they got comfortable with your house after a little tour by your younger sister. everyone is seated in the living room by the table. motoko and your sister decided to do some light homework as you and shu sat quietly facing each other. you're on the phone as shu tries to distract himself by studying a little but he can't.

" you can't seriously be studying right, pfft seems a little uncharacteristic. " hearing you directly speak to him, made him jump.

" ne, motoko. let's go to my room! let's study there instead. " motoko agreed with your sister and they quickly pack up and go. leaving you and him alone.

" they say it's not safe to leave a man and a woman alone, you know. " you pout seeing them go.

" I won't do anything, I swear! also, where are your parents? how come, you don't mind me tagging along moto to your place? " he finally asks.

" oh that, parents are out on some sort of wedding anniversary thing overseas. I didn't really expect you to come, hahaha. I gotta tell toru and the others this. " snapping a sudden picture of the man, left him flustered a bit. looking at his face you double take a photo of him. one with his flush faced in.

" I can't believe you. you even know toru, yet I barely remember you besides being the council secretary. you don't hang around sengoku and remi- "

" I can't stand both of them, acting all lovey dovey especially remi! she won't stop running her mouth about dates and love around me. she tells me I should find love but well... its hard so I avoid them, toru and the others are ok to a certain level. hori and miyamura may be together but they're tolerable same with the other pair. "

hearing your outburst, left the man to think for abit before opening his mouth. he shouldn't put up an act and fake his happy bubbly personality infront of you especially right now since he's been quiet at the start.

" it's late and we should sleep, you can take the couch or you can sleep in my bedroom, I'll just take my parents room for the night. "

" oh I'll take the couch just fine, thanks. " just like that the sleepover was over in a blink of an eye.

" hey toru, wanna hit the cafe after school? " shu suggests as his dear friend agrees and they're there, ordering their meals before looking for a seat.

" ne, y/n y/n! you got your eyes set on anyone yet? you seem pretty happy today. " remi starts as you cough and place your drink down.

sakura pats your back as you thank her in between your fit of coughs. the boys decide to settle in the table behind yours, staying quiet as to listen in on the conversation. being your gaming buddy, toru is indeed very curious about the sudden tea remi was stirring.

" was it the sleepover? " sakura questions as remi looks slightly offended dropping her cookie.

" you had a sleepover and you didn't invite me? " she pouts, making you frown.

" it wasn't like that. it was between my sister and her friend... she invited her brother, that's all. "

hearing your words, shu blushes from the embarrassment of what you said as toru stops eating to fully focus on the conversation. remi and sakura are stunned but it doesn't stop them from prying further.

" h-h-her brother was at your house so it was just three girls and a guy? did he do anything, was he harsh- " sakura was interrupted by remis own questions.

" who's the guy? do you know him? " shu can't help but stand from his seat. the sudden noise of the chair screeching, left everyone quiet to look at the source.

" iura? " you called as the girls tilt their heads in confusion.

" he... iura was at your house? " remi clarifies as toru look at his friend that got up to throw his trash.

" yeah but not only that he's here too. that means... toru is here too. " hearing his name he can't help but turn to wave at you, he's been caught red handed. shu stops to greet you before moving back to his seat at toru.

" back to the topic at hand, " sakura brought the two of you back as the boys were still quietly listening.

" I don't even want to talk about it anymore, " you put your head on the table as sakura comforts you by rubbing your back.

" it's fine but I am still very curious, you must have caught some sort of feeling at this point, right? everytime he barges into some sort of space you're in, there's a slight smile that crawls to your face. you don't talk to him much, but hearing others talk is kinda enough for you to figure out what type of person he is. " remi sips her drink after her little statement.

" well maybe I do like y/n-san! " shu confesses as he turn around to look at your side, making the girls shock as well as toru and you.

" dude you're too loud. " toru whispers as shu was quick to cover his face.

toru could see your slightly red face from his seat, he wanted to laugh at how cute your love story was blooming. the girls couldn't help but be stunned with the confession. it wasn't towards them but it was pretty bold and it felt like the words carried too much love to be shared.

" I'm done eating, iura... let's take this elsewhere, " you called for the green haired man as toru gave him the ok to go, he just hopes you're gonna be nice about it and not hit him like what he thinks hori would do because his loud confession got a few stares.

sakura and remi was bursting with excitement as they bid you farewell. you and him walked to a nearby bench before taking a seat.

" you... heard everything did you? " you question as he slightly pray you're not gonna hit him.

" I wasn't the only one who heard... but yes I did I'm sorry, " he looks the other way, trying to avoid all eye contact with you.

" I'm not mad, I won't hit either. um, it is true... maybe I was falling for you but can you say it again? "

" say what? "

" the confession, this time on my phone hehe. it was so adorable how you shouted I like y/n! hahaha. "

" don't remind me, besides a love confession should just be remembered... but whatever makes you happy. ahem, I love you y/n. please be my girlfriend and go out with me. "

" I love you too, shu. I'll gladly be your girlfriend. "

thats when a sweet love story blooms between you two, everyone was shock with the news of the two people they least expected to date was dating. but those don't matter as long as you were both happy.

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aothotties · 7 months

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Drunk Texting

Heyyyyy! Im Rachel, the other half of AOTHOTTIES. Like she said this is very much 18+ so minors DNI :)

I hope you enjoy this fic about your ex, Connie drunk texting you :)

CW: NSFW, oral (f. receiving), lil bit of overstimulation, pet names (daddy,papi,mami,baby, etc), creampie <3

also all the stuff in italics is flashback :)))) & there is a tiny crumb of Spanish in this cause Connie is literally Dominican idc.

Bitch fucj yoi

I hat evrythif about u

Baby plse i muss you sm

I nevrw ment the things isaid to you

Fine syipid bitvh dont reply i literlt dont care

Thats why i fckd spooo many bitcjes since i lefy your sorry ass

Y/N please answer me

You stared blankly at the multiple texts you received from your ex, Connie. You knew he was drunk, it seemed to be the only thing he did since you broke up. Messages like this were a common occurrence at this point.

Constance, get a fucking grip please

You get a gril. You mak me sivk

Im begging you to get yourself together

Shut up

I missyou sobmuch

Y/N im sorry

You’re fucking pathetic

Mami….

Turning on DND, throwing your phone to the opposite end of the couch you decided you were done with this sorry ass conversation. This was every fucking day. Connie spends the morning completely unbothered by you but by nightfall, an influx of jumbled messages that get progressively worse as the night goes on. If you're lucky you'll get a 10-minute-long voicemail that ranges from sweet words of him expressing his love to you all the way down to him cursing your name as he explains how much he hates you. You understood the apologies and the million i-love-yous, you deserved it. You were the best thing to ever happen to him and you both knew it. It was the anger and hatred that got to you. It didn't hurt your feelings, but it pissed you off. How could he be angry when he's the one in the wrong? He was the one that hurt you and he didn't deserve to be angry, you did.

“Why the fuck are YOU angry, dickhead. You make me so fucking mad”, you mumbled to yourself as you thought about the day you broke up

“Baby, text my mom and let her know i’ll meet her at the airport at 8am and remind her not to forget my passport this time. And do your best to say it in spanish you know her ass can't speak english”

You were sad your man was leaving you to go to DR but his grandfather had passed and he was going to his funeral and to spend time with his family. His parents invited you to tag along but you weren't able to get the time off work at such a short notice.

“Ok so i tried my best but i promise you she probably will know its me trying to speak spanish”

You laughed as you placed his phone back on the charger next to you. He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled and he continued playing his game as you sat next to him watching him lose for the 3rd time

His phone dinged next to you. You picked it up assuming it was his mom, but it was from an unsaved number.

“ what she say?” he asked also thinking his mother had responded

“It's not her it's just a random number”“Who is it?”

“I don't know I'll look”

Papi, te extraño.

Y extraño el bicho que me diste la ultima vez

Your heart dropped into your stomach. You didn't speak Spanish, but he had taught you enough to understand exactly what was happening. You couldn’t believe what you were reading as you felt tears well up in your eyes. Before you could even speak another message came in. a picture of her ass in the smallest thong you’ve seen with “Connie ❤️” tattooed on the cheek. At this point you couldn't stop yourself from crying.

Remembering seeing that image on his phone brought you to tears. “Dirty cheating bastard” you mumbled while you got up to wash your face in the bathroom. You kept replaying that moment in your head no matter how much you hated it, it was a day you'd never forget.

“Connie what the fuck? Are you serious?” yelling as you tossed his phone at him. He paused his game and shot you a confusing look then you watched as a guilty look washed over his expression when he looked at the phone

“Mami please, i can explain”

“Nah. save it. Get all your shit and get the fuck out”

You unplugged his xbox and removed it from your dresser. You tore through every drawer grabbing anything that was his and tossed it directly at him

“Y/N please listen to me. It's not what it looks like Y/N i promise you. Baby please, look at me, please listen”

His words went in one ear and out the other as pain boiled over into anger and rage. The closet contained most of his things and you yanked the door open and began tearing all his clothes off the hangars, some ripping in the process

“Oh my god, Y/N you have to hear me ou – “

“I don't have to hear shit” you cut him off not wanting to hear another word out his mouth. “What can you even tell me right now? You're just going to explain something I can clearly see. There’s some bitch in DR you fucked when you stayed with your grandparents over the summer. Right now, she's eagerly waiting on you, missing the dick you gave her last time.”

Connie looked shocked and sad at the same time. He’s never seen you so angry before, you've always handled your emotions so well but this was the first time seeing you completely blow up

“Oh you thought i wouldn't understand what she said?” you laughed in his face. “ i know enough to see you're a piece of shit, get your shit off the fucking floor and get out connie” you tried to walk out but he grabbed you and pushed you against the wall

“No Y/N let me explain,please” tears ran down his cheeks as he begged you to listen. You tried to squirm out of his grip but he was too strong

“ i don't want to hear –”

“No please listen”

There was no escaping his grasp and you found yourself stuck listening to what he had to say.

You stared at your pathetic expression in the mirror as water trickled down your face. Could you really be here crying over a cheater? Was it seriously still affecting you after 5 months? Defeated, you slid down the wall in the bathroom and pulled your knees to your chest. With your face buried in your hand the tears began spilling as you continued to relive one of the most heartbreaking moments of your life

“Y/N i know it looks bad but this is a misunderstanding”

It made you sick just looking at him. A cheating piece of shit staring down at you trying to make up some lies to get him out of the situation. If it wasn't for him having you pushed up against the wall you would have walked out, not even caring to listen.

“Look ok, we broke up that summer, remember? And I was kind of upset, so my uncle decided to take me out to clear my head and I met her at a club. Y/N i don’t even know her real name. She goes by a nickname and I never even talked to her enough to find out – “ he was interrupted by you getting even angrier than before.

“So you don't even know this bitch? You just stuck your dick in the first person you saw when you got there? And don't give me that “we broke up” bullshit, Connie we talked the entire summer you were there and you know this. You called me every day to tell me how much you miss me and couldn't wait to come back so we can work on ourselves, just for it to be lies. You obviously didn't miss me enough to stop fucking around.”

“This was before that, it was when I literally first got there. Before I called you that one night, remember when I called you and we spent the entire night on the phone? That's when we started talking again. I had met her before that night and it was dumb but yes, I slept with her. But it meant nothing baby i promise you”

He started crying again as he was explaining what happened. You felt nothing while watching him fall apart in front of you. Even though he was practically falling to his knees there was something in your gut that made you feel like this was so much deeper that what he tried to make it

“It was still wrong, connie!” ,you found yourself screaming at this point, “if you KNEW you were on the island fucking with someone why would you even call me again? You knew exactly what the fuck you were doing!”

“Y/N, please listen, it was nothing. It was a stupid summer fling –”

Just like that..he told on himself. The situation he tried to pass off as a one-time quick fuck was actually a long term fling that lasted the entire time he was on vacation.

In that instance you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. Tears began flooding from your eyes and you barely found the strength to whisper, “so it happened more than once?”

He swallowed hard before responding, “Yes Y/N, it did. And I know we were still talking but we still weren't technically together so i didn't think it was wrong. And she got the tattoo without even telling me, okay? She made it more important than what it really was. And when I came home I never spoke to her again. I can show you the messages i do not talk to this girl. I'm not even sure how she knows I'm coming again.”

With every word he spoke your heart broke more. He wanted to dismiss the situation and downplay it. This was obviously more than a summer fling to her and he must have given her reason to believe so. Connie was the love of your life and you never expected him to do something like this. You knew he was the one when you first met him. He treated you better than anyone ever had and no matter the ups and downs he was patient with you. He understood you were constantly at war with yourself, but he always calmed your storm and brought silence to your chaos. Yet here he was, standing in front of you, trying to justify infidelity. Anger arose in you again and you felt rage you've never felt before.

“Get your sorry ass out!”, you screamed as you slapped him across the face. He clenched his jaw and balled his fist and for a split second you though he was going to hit you back. But then he released the tension in his body and dawned a cold demeaner

“You know what Y/N, fuck you. And fuck this relationship. You're trying to make me the bad guy for acting single when i was….single. And as I'm here in front of you apologizing trying to show you that it was nothing, you act like the hard headed bitch you always are. I can't keep dealing with your bullshit, Y/N. so ill gladly get the fuck out because truthfully i fucking hate you.”

He grabbed your hand and slipped the ring off your finger then he turned to walk out of the closet as you stood there shocked. He had never spoken to you like this in the 4 years you were together. You had so much to say in that moment because how could he have the audacity to be angry right now, but you were unable to speak. You stood, dumbfounded, as you watched him grab his keys and walk out the door.

After that you didn't hear from him for 2 months straight. He reached out to you to genuinely check on you but in those months you had begun to heal and love yourself. You started therapy and worked closely with her to get over what he said and done. When you ignored the first message the angry, drunk, message started.

You continued to sob on the floor. In these 5 months you gained so much strength, but you still had nights like this. Your broken heart still lingered no matter how much you thought you were over it and him. Every part of you still loved him and you wished you never saw the messages that day. You'd be married to the love of your life if you didn't. But instead of a happy life with him you were sitting on a cold floor crying so hard it was difficult to breathe. You decided to indulge in his coping mechanism. You pulled yourself up off the floor and went into the kitchen. You swung the freezer door open and grabbed the bottle of crown peach, it was his favorite and you avoided drinking it so as to not remind yourself of him. But you felt different tonight. In some sick way his favorite liquor made you feel as if you still had a part of him with you. The smooth liquor burned as you drank it straight from the bottle. As the liquor began coursing through your body you had an urge to text him. It was your turn to send the angry drunk texts and give him a taste of his own medicine.

As you feverishly typed you heard your front door unlocking. Your best friend had a spare key but it wasn't like her to show up unexpected. You shrugged it off and locked your phone, taking her surprise visit as a sign you should just leave him alone. You heard footsteps through the hall that grew louder as they approached the kitchen. You turned to greet her but was shocked at the sight before. Connie, with bags under his eyes, was standing right in front of you, looking at you as if he’d seen an angel. A few seconds of silence had passed as neither one of you knew what to say. A small part of you wanted to run into his arms, kiss him and tell him how much you missed him. But he cheated on you and told you he hated you. And he had to leave your house immediately.

“Connie leave. I forgot you still had your key, but you can leave it on the counter before you go”

There was no feeling in your voice and no expression on your face. You couldn't show him your hand and he had to believe you were over him. He started walking closer to you with tears pooling in his eyes.

“Y/N, i missed you so much. I'm sorry for barging in like this but I just had to see you.” words were spilling out of his mouth and he walked closer, “I'm a piece of shit okay? I know what i did was fucked up and not a day goes by that i don't regret it but baby i promise you she was nothing. I was wrong for being with her while promising you we’d get back together and I feel like such a dick. I hurt the only person I've ever loved and I'll never forgive myself for that but Y/N i can't stop loving you. I don't deserve it but please forgive me, please tell me you still love me as much as you did before this”, he sobbed, “i don't want to be with anyone else. I want you to marry me, Y/N. you're supposed to be my wife, we’re supposed to spend the rest of our lives together.” He reached in his pocket and pulled out the ring he had given you before. He grabbed your hand to put it on your finger but you pulled away. At this point you were crying too. Those are words you wanted to hear this whole time. You spent many nights crying into your pillow wishing he’d call you to say that exact same thing to you. You wanted to take him back but you knew better than to give in

“How can we be together again, Connie?”, you spoke through tears, “I'll never be able to trust you again. You broke me, and I don't know if I can forgive you.”

He grabbed your hands, fell to his knees and looked up at you as he pleaded, “Y/N please! I need you, I can't go on without you. I'll apologize every day for the rest of my life so you’ll forgive me, mami please I'm so sorry. I never meant the things i said to you before i left, i could never hate you, mami, you're the love of my life. The drunk texts were stupid, and all lies. I haven’t been with anyone since you because I can't get you off my mind. Please, please give me another chance, baby i promise i wont fuck it up this time. Please, I'll do anything to get you to forgive me” his sobs were uncontrollable as he begged for your forgiveness.

You looked down at him as he begged and cried. Unsure if it was the liquor in you or the lack of dick since he left but you became aroused at the sight in front of you. This man looking so pathetic on his knees, crying and begging for you to be with him again made a pool of wetness form in your panties. You stepped closer to him until his face touched your pelvis and you quietly thanked yourself for not wearing pants.

“Anything?’ you seductively asked. Connie grabbed your hips to pull you closer as he took a deep breath of your scent. A bulge formed in his pants as your sweet smell filled his nose. He began kissing your clothed clit. A soft moan escaped your lips from the pleasure and was in this moment you realized how much you missed having his face between your thighs. His tongue darted out of his mouth and he licked your cunt through your panties. You whined, desperately wanting to feel his tongue again.

Connie grew hungry and couldn't bother to take your panties off. He moved the soaked fabric to the side and attached his mouth to your swollen clit. You let out a high pitched “baby” as the pleasure consumed you. His tongue licked from your hole up to your clit then back down. He continued this as your moans grew louder. The sound of your wetness echoed through your kitchen and Connie's dick pressed hard against the fabric of his pants that were now wet from his precum.

He started to fuck your hole slowly with his tongue and you moved you hips up and down, grinding yourself on his face. Connie knew you loved this and knew it would bring you to your peak.

“Mm papi, just like that. please don't stop” you begged as your budding orgasm came close to the edge. “Cum for me mami, right in my mouth," he responded between licks. You put your leg over his shoulder for balance as you drew closer to your climax. His hands squeezed your thighs as your cunt clenched around his tongue, he knew from that alone you were about to cum for him. “Fuck baby, im cumming ah –” you shivered as your cum spilled into his mouth. He licked your juices making sure to not waste a drop.

He stood up and crashed his lips on yours. Connie kissed you as if it were the first time, the passion was tense between the two of you. You missed each other and your bodies missed each other too. He grabbed your thighs and lifted you up. He started kissing the spot on your neck that he knew would make you melt. You threw your head back and moaned his name, knowing that would awaken the beast in him. He carried you to the room you once shared and laid you on the bed. You spread your thighs as he crawled between them. You could feel his dick pressing on your core and started grinding on him.

“connie , i need it” you panted, grinding on him even faster.

“Un uh mami, you know you have to give me another one before i fuck you. Don't act like you forgot the rules”

He lifted your shirt and kissed from your neck to your chest. He brought his lips to your left nipple and pinched the right then switched to ensure they both got love. He planted kisses down your abdomen until he reached your cunt. He removed your panties wasting no time before latching again to your now sensitive clit.

“Fuck mami you taste better than before. I missed tasting your sweet pussy every night”

“ i m-missed squirting - mmm - on your face” you brokenly responded through your moans. You passed your fingers through his short silver hair, instinctively pushing his face deeper into your pussy.

The overstimulation from his mouth was too much. “Connie baby! Too much – daddy please!” tears ran down your face as you squirmed under him. Your thighs tried to close to escape the stimulation, but he pinned your thighs to the mattress, “you can do it mami, one more time, just for papi. Can you give me another, princess?”, he slid his fingers in your cunt and curled them to hit your g-spot. His mouth found its way back to your clit as he finger fucked you harder. “Papi, ‘m gonna cum again” your body began shaking and your climax washed over you. You squirted on his face and he lapped it up as it spilled out of you. “good girl” he whispered as he came back up to kiss your cheek.

He slid off the bed and dropped his pants, taking his boxers down with them. Your mouth watered as you watched his dick spring out from its confines. He crawled back on top of you and lined his tip with your entrance, soaking it with your slick.

“Baby please don't tease” you begged as he rubbed his dick up and down your folds. Pleasure overcoming him, he slid into your cunt, sighing at the feeling of you clenching around his length.

“Diablo, mami” he groaned as he came down to kiss you. He slipped his tongue in your mouth and deepened his strokes. You felt his tip hitting your cervix causing you to jump at the feeling.

“connie – fuck right there baby you're hitting it just right” you whined.

Hearing you say those words drove him insane. He picked up his pace and began bullying his dick into you. Your moans turned to slight screams and his groans grew louder.

“Oh mami”, he sighed, “i missed this pussy so much. You feel so good on my dick.”

Your walls began spasming as you reached your third orgasm for the night. Your hand clung to his back leaving scratches. Connie was fucking into you like a wild person. The look in his eyes was feral and the only thing on his mind was how good you felt taking his cock.

“ ‘M cumming papi, ah-, mm cant take it baby'. you were a mess, tears staining your face, drool pooling on your chin. Your fucked out expression brought connie to his peak.

“I'm gonna cum inside you baby. You want that? You want to feel me cum inside that tight little pussy?”

“Yes, cum inside me please baby, wan’ to feel your cum inside of me”

He groaned loudly as he came deep inside of you, hot ropes filling you to your brim. He slid himself out slowly and stared at your cunt, watching his sticky cum spill out of your fucked out hole. He rolled off and laid next to you. He pulled you to his chest and wrapped his arms around you

“ i really am sorry Y/N for everything” he said while tracing circles on your back

You grabbed his jaw and turned his face towards you then planted a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I know baby. Lets work on us, i want to be with you forever.” you whispered as you broke the kiss

He swallowed the lump forming in his throat and closed his eyes to stop his tears from falling.

“I love you”, he whispered.

“I love you too” you responded as you drifted off to sleep with the love of your life

#aot #aot smut #connie springer #connie x you #connie x reader #connie x reader smut

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bteezxyewriter12 · 2 months

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Just Want to Play/ 2

Pairing- Mingi x Named Reader

Word count- 4k

Includes- Mingi is tattooed and nail painted black, pining, oral, blow job, pussy eating, face riding, cum eating, cock riding, dirty talk, squirting, multiple orgasms, some fluff

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One week later

Mingi POV

Laying in my bed, I stare at the ceiling, not able to sleep

I haven't been able to sleep since I was with her

It's not even about the sex which was fucking amazing

It was holding her after, watching her sleep in my arms, feeling her cuddle against me that I can't get out of my head

It's everything I ever wanted

I've loved my best friend since I can remember

Wanted only her

I had other girlfriends, then fuck buddies but none have ever captured my attention the way she does

And she has no idea

Even now, after what happened, I don't think she knows how much it meant to me

I doubt she'll ever see me the way I wish she would

And I'm too scared to say anything, too scared to risk our friendship

So I sit back and watch her date other guys, support her

And wish she was mine

I was ok when she was dating strangers, guys I didn't know

But when I found out about her and San, I was fucking devastated

And I took it out on San

Avoiding him, snapping at him when he spoke to me

He finally asked me what my problem was and I lied

I told him I was jealous that he got to fuck my best friend first

And I asked him to talk to her for me but I didn't want her to know it was me until the day of

I was scared of her rejection

He was more than willing, telling me that her and him fuck casually

Which also pisses me off but I can't do anything about it

And I thought maybe it was just lust

Maybe if I was with her these feelings would go away

I was wrong

So wrong

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I'm sitting on my couch with the TV on but I'm not watching it

It's just on for noise

I'm either thinking about her or falling asleep

These sleepless nights are catching up with me

But even if I fall asleep, it's never for long

I'm feeling drowsy, my eyes closing when the doorbell rings

The loud ring startles me awake, making me jump

"Jesus", I mutter as the bell rings again

Standing up, I amble to the door, opening it

"Jo?", I ask, shocked to see her standing there

I don't remember us planning to hang out today

"Hi Mingi", she smiles, making my heart beat faster

I let her in, closing the door behind her

"Did you text me?", I ask as we plop down on the couch

"Oh uh no. Are you busy?"

"Nope", I answer, looking over at her, "I just thought maybe I forgot we were supposed to hang or I didn't read a text or something"

"No, I kind just showed up", she says quietly, "I uh..wanted to talk to you"

I'm getting a little nervous

We haven't really spoken much since last week

"What..what uh do you wanna talk about?"

"Well...", she says, trailing off, her gaze meeting mine, "Kinda wanted to talk about what happened last week... with us"

I nod, anxiety filling my body, "Yeah sure"

"Where did you go? When I woke up you weren't there. San was asleep next to me"

I'm jealous that San was there with her but realistically it's his bed, where else would he sleep?

"San woke me up when he got home", I explain, "I felt bad that we were asleep in his bed, so I left. You were so tired and couldn't be woken up. San told me to just leave you. He moved you to one side of the bed and said he was gonna crash"

She nods, "Makes sense since he was all the way on the other side of his massive bed"

San has a huge king size bed

I feel better that they were on opposite sides of it while me and her were cuddled in the middle of it

Not that it means a damn thing

"I was a little disappointed that you weren't there when I woke up"

I perk up at that, "Oh?"

She nods, her cheeks pink but she avoids eye contact

"Sorry"

"No I get it", she answers, "I uh also wanted to tell you....I had fun. With you"

I swallow hard, trying not to get my hopes up

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Shit Mingi, you fucked me so good I couldn't walk when I woke up"

I blink in utter surprise, "I..really?"

She nods, "I was so sore. And when I stood up I just fell down. San had to pick me up and carry me to the bathroom then back to bed. He had to massage my legs for like an hour so I could walk"

"I'm sorry", I apologize, horrified that I fucked her so hard I hurt her

That wasn't my intention at all

"No it's fine, I didn't tell you to get you upset or anything", she asks

"Oh uh ok...well why did you tell me?", I ask, curious and confused

She didn't have to tell me anything or ever bring up what happened again so I'm wondering why she is

"Well....uh...I'm just gonna ask you ok?"

Ask me what?

"Uh alright?", I answer

She takes a breath and looks at me, "Can I play with your cock Mingi?"

I blink, in complete shock at what she just said

If she did say it or maybe I'm imagining it

"Uh...what?"

"I want to play on your cock again. Can I?"

Ok my fucking god she did say that

"Yes", I answer immediately

It would never be anything but yes

"Are you sure? I don't want you to just say yes. I want you to want to"

"I do Jo. I really want to", I assure her, "I had a lot of fun with you too"

"Oh..that's good", she murmurs, glancing over at me, "So...now?"

I'm so good with now

"Now", I confirm

She smirks, then shoves me back hard on my couch, her hands already pulling down my sweatpants

Once they're off, her hands are pushing my shirt up, her lips pressing kisses into my abs, shivers running up and down my spine

My god, her lips feel so good, her kisses so good

I watch her tongue lick my skin before she kisses it, that sight driving me out of my mind

She kisses up my body, pushing my shirt up with every inch she moves

And I'm just laying in a daze, my skin trembling against every peck

Getting to my chest, she sits up, tugging on my shirt, "Off Mingi"

I nod, sitting right up and letting her pull it off me

Then I'm laying back down immediately, her lips kissing my chest, on the right dragon tattoo

I watch her kiss that one, then the other, trailing kisses up higher

When her lips sink into my neck, I let out the most embarrassing moan as she kisses right into a spot that feels amazing

"You sound so pretty baby", she murmurs, her hand sliding into my hair and tugging as she kisses right into my neck tattoo

I move my arms around her, holding her against me as her tongue licks me

"Fuck", I groan, her pretty little chuckle so sexy as she laughs in my neck

She begins her descent down my body again, kisses leaving fire on my skin, her fingers trailing after her lips

She pulls my boxers down as she kisses along my dick, making me gasp in pleasure

Leaving my boxers down to my thighs, her tongue slowly licks up my length, moans leaving my mouth as my eyes stay locked on her

"Didn't get to suck your dick last time", she murmurs, "Was a little disappointed"

"Ssss....sorry", I stammer, "I....I didn't....didn't know"

"Now you do", she smirks, "I like sucking dick"

Well that is definitely something I did not know about her

"Yours is huge", she says, licking under my head, "And I'm going to try to get it all in but I'm not sure I can"

That is more than ok

Any part of my cock in her mouth is good with me

"Please don't be mad at me if I can't", she says, giving me wide innocent eyes

"I won't...I promise. I won't be mad", I whimper

I can never get mad at her normally, I especially won't be mad about anything to do with sex

She nods, "Ok Mingi"

With that, her mouth moves around my head, sucking softly but quickly right off the bat

My body is thrown into incredible pleasure, the sight of her mouth around my dick arousing in itself

I never thought I'd see this in my entire life

She moves down fairly quickly, sucking away, spit falling down my length that's not in her mouth, her hand around the base, stroking up and down in time with her sucking

"Fuck", I whimper, my cock hitting the back of her throat the further down she goes

My head pushes into her throat, the tight space spasming as she chokes, the sound so pretty

I don't want to hurt her though so I start to pull back

"Uh uh", she growls, shaking her head

I stop moving and she pushes my head and now more of my cock into her throat

Her pretty eyes water, her spit all over my cock, dripping down, so messy and I'm so here for it

I like sloppy blow jobs

And I really like her blowing me

She starts bobbing her head, the sight of my cock moving in and out of her mouth mind blowing

And the pleasure is out of this world, every nerve in bliss

She moves down slightly with each bob down and I watch her desperately try to get my whole cock in her mouth, sucking like her life depends on it, tears streaming down her face

It's not working so well though

"I can't do it", she pouts, pulling off my dick, my mind exploding

She sounds so upset that she can't deepthroat my whole cock

I have no clue what to do with that

Her tongue slides up my length, licking against the underside of my head, then sucking there slightly sending chills down my spine

"Maybe I just need more practice", she says, her tongue swirling around my slit

Did she say practice?

"I uh..."

"Are you gonna let me practice? Let me blow you again?", she asks, her wide eyes staring up at me innocently, "I like sucking your dick"

Jesus Christ

I don't know if she's just saying this in the moment but I'm more than happy to let her practice on me

"Mingi!", she whines, sucking on my head loudly, "Can I practice with your cock?"

I nod immediately, "Yeah. Yes"

She smirks, "Good"

And her mouth is around me again, going down as far as she can, sucking like her life depends on it, jerking me off at the same time

My god she really does know how to suck and make it so pleasurable

"Mmm", she moans, choking around me, her teary eyes watching me

I groan in bliss as she brings me closer with that fucking mouth of hers

"Cum down my throat", she tells me, her tongue all over my length, "Wanna swallow it all"

"Fuck", I murmur as her mouth takes me in again, sucking hard

I move my hand in her hair, holding on as she throws me into a mind blowing orgasm

"Fuck, Jo! Oh fuck!", I cry, shooting cum down her throat as bliss wracks my body

I keep my eyes on her, groaning when I see her swallow, her throat tightening again and again, making everything ten times better

I hold her in place as I cum, her mouth still moving, still sucking

When it's over, I gape at her, never having felt such ecstasy before

"Fuck baby", she murmurs between sucks, looking at me, "Your cum tastes so good"

My mind implodes at her words

"What?"

"You taste so yummy. I swallowed it all. Look"

She opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out so I can see that she did indeed swallow it all

That gesture makes my cock throb in her hand

God, she's so hot

My body trembles on its own as her tongue licks my underside, then sucks on my head

Quicker than I thought possible she gets me rock hard and I'm so fucking surprised

Pulling off me, she sits up, her eyes on mine

"I'm gonna sit on your cock now", she murmurs, getting in my lap

"Please", I whimper, holding onto her hips, excited

I want her so badly

Aligning me to her hole, she sinks down, taking my head inside her

"Fuck", I cry as she slowly moves down my cock, her tight cunt welcoming me in

"Mingi", she moans, the sound of my name in her voice so fucking pretty, driving me crazy

Her hand moves down her body, her fingers rubbing her clit as she pushes down my cock

"Oh Mingi, yes", she cries, closing her eyes, her head tilting back, her cunt getting so much more wet as she slowly takes each inch, her fingers rubbing faster

The incredible sight of my best friend playing with herself as she takes my cock is seared in my memory, something I will never, in my lifetime, forget

"Mingi! I'm gonna cum on your cock", she pants, so close to bottoming me out, her cunt pulsing like crazy, "Please, can I cum on your cock?"

"Yes, yes baby. Yes", I moan, the pleasure she's giving me driving me crazy

She bottoms me out, my head nestled and rubbing her spot, coming at the same time

Her pussy chokes my cock again and again as bliss hits me

I watch the clear sight of her coming around my dick and I don't think I've ever seen anything so beautiful

Her hand falls away from her pussy as she leans back, holding herself up

I don't even think, I move my hand to her cunt, rubbing her clit, keeping her climaxing for a few seconds longer

"Mingi", she cries, her legs shaking around my body

When she finishes, her eyes open, her gaze moving to mine, a smirk on her face

"So good baby", she coos, leaning her hands on my abs, "Gonna make you feel so good right now"

Before I can say anything, she starts bouncing on my cock, up and down, throwing my body into pure pleasure

I watch her tight hole split around my length as she impales herself on my dick over and over, her cream coating my shaft with every bounce

"Oh fuck Mingi", she murmurs, her breathing increasing

I can't stop my hands from roaming her body, touching her soft skin, feeling it tremble under my touch, my eyes moving to her wiggling boobs

Her hands move to mine, putting them over her boobs, keeping her hands over mine and squeezing

"Touch me Mingi", she moans breathlessly, "Fuck, I want you to touch me so badly. Ever since last time I want your hands on me"

I can touch her no problem

Her hands slide to my wrists, my hands squeezing her boobs, the black nail polish I'm wearing so stark against her soft pale skin

Her body is sweaty, a pretty sheen covering her, her hair drenched, tears falling down her face from pleasure

She looks absolutely gorgeous

"Fuck, you don't know how long I wanted you on my cock", I whimper, watching her ride me, feeling the utter bliss she's giving me, "How long I wanted to hear you moan for my cock, cry for my cock, scream on my cock. How long I wanted you to want my dick inside you. Only mine"

Fuck, I fantasized about her for fucking years

For just this moment

Her bouncing on my dick, tears down her face, crying my name from the pleasure

Just like she is now

"Wanted my cock inside you for so long", I murmur, "Just wanted to wear your cunt like my favorite cock sleeve"

"You can", she cries, tears cascading down her pretty face, "You can wear my pussy anytime Mingi"

Fuck, I wish

"Don't lie, Jo"

She shakes her head, her hips dropping her pussy down my length over and over, the cream leaking from her cunt all over my cock and lap

"I'm not", she cries, "Fuck, Mingi, love being on your cock"

"Yeah aegi?", I murmur, "You take my cock so well. So small but you take all of me each time, fitting so perfectly around me. Wanna be inside you all the time"

"Please baby", she sobs, her body arching as she shakes in pleasure, "You can wear me all the time. Like an accessory for your cock"

I really like that thought

To just have her whenever I want

And it's not just for me

To be able to pleasure her, eat her cunt, make her cum all the time is so enticing

It's a wish I doubt will ever happen

"Mingi, gonna cum", she cries, her fingers digging into my arms, her hips lifting and dropping like lightning, riding me harder than any girl ever has

Giving me ecstasy like no girl ever has

"Fall apart on my cock baby", I demand

"Mingi!", she screams, doing just that as her cunt squirts all over the place, drenching my dick, my lap, my abs and my couch, her hips rocking on me, keeping my head rubbing her spot

I watch the stunning sight in awe, breathing hard

Her body spasms as she finishes, sucking in breaths as her eyes slowly open

I look at her through my sweaty hair, wanting nothing more than to keep pleasing her

Grabbing her hips, I move down the couch, laying down flat

Lifting her off my cock, I move her over my face, pull her down as I lift my head, my tongue all over her, tasting her sweet cunt again

"Oh fuck, Mingi", she whimpers, her legs shaking around my head

I keep a firm grip on her thighs, holding her against my mouth as I eagerly eat her pussy

Running my tongue along her slit, her pretty lips open for me, her cunt so soft, so wet against my tongue

I tease her hole, slipping just the tip inside her and pulling out before she can clench down on it

She whines, making me laugh as I keep playing with her

Rolling my tongue over her clit her body shivers as soon as I touch it, a loud pornographic moan coming from her

I switch between licking her clit and sucking on it, her pussy completely watering my face the more I play with her throbbing bump

And I absolutely love it

Her hips start moving as she grinds her pussy against my tongue, her breathing increasing, her hand sliding into my hair, holding on hard, moaning my name

I finally shove my tongue in her cunt, her hole throbbing hard, sending pleasure right to my cock

Sliding out of her hole, I run my tongue up to her clit, sucking on it once, the slide back down, dipping inside again

I keep pleasuring her this way, her hips moving faster as her cries become louder

I know from how hard she's pulsing around my tongue that she's close

The next movements have her coming against my face and I eagerly shove my tongue up her cunt, letting her orgasm all over it

Her sweet cream fills my mouth and I groan into her as I swallow greedily

Her hips still once she finishes and I take the chance to lick her pussy clean

She moves down my body, sitting on my stomach, looking down at me and smiling softly

"Now it's your turn to cum"

I just nod, so turned on

"Where do you wanna cum baby?"

"Inside", I say immediately, "Wanna cum inside"

Her smirk widens, "Wanna fill me up like you did last time?"

I nod

Hell yes

"Ok", she giggles, "I liked being full of your cum last time"

My eyes widen, shock hitting me

She's shocking me so much today

She turns around, pulling my boxers completely off and moving over my lap in a reverse cowgirl position

She reaches behind her, holding my dick up, looking over her shoulder at me

"Watch my pussy take your cock", she says

Yes ma'am

She sits on me again and I have the perfect graphic view of her cunt impaling on my cock

Her little hole swallowing my cock, cream leaking down my length, her pussy lips opening so beautifully for me

God, it's so erotic

She bottoms me out, her cunt squeezing impossibly tight, making me gasp

She begins to move, bouncing, sliding to my head then back down, engulfing me back in her tight welcoming cunt

With each bounce, she clenches around my cock the entire time, throwing my body into bliss, moans just spilling from my mouth

I watch her pussy stretch around me over and over, her cream making a pretty ring around the base of my cock and smearing around her hole

"Mingi", she cries, her cunt spasming and choking my cock in a vice grip, the wet sound of her pussy taking my dick so loud and pornographic

She calls my name again, coming on my shaft, the skin of her back spasming in pleasure

Ecstacy tsunamis over me as she yells, "Fill my pussy Mingi!"

Gripping her hips I pull her down my entire cock, throbbing and spilling cum into her orgasming pussy, stars blasting in my vision

"Fuck Joanne!", I gasp, the feeling of her pussy milking my cock utterly amazing

I can't believe it feels this mind blowing

We ride out our pleasure together, finishing at the same time

Letting go of her, she moves off me but doesn't go far, turning back around to face me

She lays down on top of me, burying her face in my neck, cuddling into me

My heart pounds in surprise but still, I wrap my arms around her, holding her

"I think", she pants, "That I want to keep this going"

I breathe in, hoping she's suggesting what I think she's suggesting

"You...want to keep sleeping together?", I ask quietly

She lifts her face from my neck, her eyes on mine, nodding, "Yeah. If you want that. A friends with benefits things"

I want it

It's the only way I can be near her, be with her and I'm taking it

And hopefully, maybe, she can see me as more that her best friend

Maybe she can develop feelings for me

I can always hope

"Yeah, I'd want that", I tell her, then continue, wanting to be clear about everything, "If we do this, then are we just sleeping with each other? Exclusively?"

"Yeah Mingi", she nods

I hesitate, "And San?"

"I'll tell him that we can't sleep together anymore. That I'm only going to be with you"

Relief fills me about that but I also don't want San to be upset

"He's not going to be mad?"

She snorts, "No. He's fucking some other girl too. One he likes but he's unsure if she likes him like that too. Now he can just be with her, stop being a coward and tell her how he feels"

I swallow at her harsh words

If San's a coward then so am I

It's just hard to tell someone your feelings when you don't know if you're gonna be hurt or not

So I get San's hesitancy

But I'm not telling her that

"Ok Jo", I agree, "I'll just be with you too"

She smiles brightly, "Great Mingi"

I smile back at her, happy that she's somewhat mine

She lays back down, her head on my chest, right under my chin, "Can we nap now?"

I chuckle, "Tired?"

"Yeah. You wore me out"

I laugh louder, "Yeah Jo, we can nap"

"Mmmm good", she murmurs, snuggling against me more

Holding her tightly with one arm, I move my other hand in her hair, playing softly with the strands

"Mmm feels good", she whispers, her eyes closing

I just smile as I close my eyes, grateful I can hold the girl I love in my arms, even if it's for a short while

It's better than nothing

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𓍢ִ໋🀦 CHAPTER 1: An Intruder 𓍢ִ໋🀦

𓍢ִ໋🀦 PAIRING: Vampire! Hyunjin × Witch! Fem Reader

𓍢ִ໋🀦 GENRE: Supernatural AU, SMAU, Enemies To Lovers, Murder Mystery AU

𓍢ִ໋🀦 PLOT: You're accepted to The University Of Magicks" You thought it was just a fun prank, a spam ad even. But when you get actually accepted, things start to get real....You move across the country to start your new life, only to get on the nerves of a certain vampire.... Join on this magical journey as you navigate through life, friendships , love and maybe even an ancient curse ??!! Will you be able to thrive or will this be a battle to survive ?

𓍢ִ໋🀦 WORD COUNT: 2K

𓍢ִ໋🀦 A/N: Someone's here. Except they are not someone you know... Is there an intruder ?

Let Me know what you think! New chapters every week!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

𓍢ִ໋🀦 WARNINGS: Cussing, Painful memories of yn, platonic fluff

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" And, the last bag is packed" You heaved a sigh of relief when you finished packing the last bag.

It was the dawn of 19th, you have to reach your destination by 21st evening.

Scanning your room, you made sure that everything is packed and tucked away.

As you won't be available for atleast an year or two. As that's what the curriculum says.

Seeking some well deserved rest, after the exhaustion of packing everything, you plop on your bed.

Sleep taking over your body quickly as your eyes grow heavy....

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

Weird sounds from your window, woke you up. It was already dusk when you opened your eyes.

You groaned in frustration as you heard the scratching sound again. Squinting your eyes and looking around, you spotted something dark at the window.

You gasped as you noticed there was something glowing outside. Fear engulfed your body, as you shivered looking at the mysterious figure.

Slowly, you approached your window, carrying your pepper spray and the bat you kept around for self defense.

With one swift motion, you opened the window and were about to scare it with the pepper spray, when you looked at the black blob.

It was not something... moreover someone. A cat. A black one at that with beautiful glowing eyes.

You smiled at your cute intruder as it looked at you with its huge eyes.

" Who are you missy ? " you petted her head.

Welcomed by your warm gesture, your new guest invited herself in the house.

" I didn't say you're welcomed in! "

She purred and shuffled around your feet.

" Are you the neighbours cat love ?"

" Did you run away from home "

The kitten meowed at her, as if answering " yes " to the last question.

You smiled at her and crouched down to her level,

" Where do you even belong to kitty ? "

There was no answer from her side.

" Well, I don't see any name tag on you "

" So you're a stray kitten ? " The kitten meowed shyly.

"Well that makes the two of us honey."

"But.."

You patted her slightly on the head.

" I don't have any food on me love " you sighed.

" I am moving far far away honey and I have tucked away all of my cookware in the cupboard. "

" But..." you suddenly remembered smiling,

" I do think I have a can of tuna in the fridge "

" Will that be enough for you love ?"

The kitten meowed a lot in reponse while rubbing her body against you.

" Ok, I'll bring it "

You went up to the kitchen and she followed you.

Opening and pouring the can of tuna in a small plate you handed it to her,

" Here you go missy "

The kitten chewed it hungrily.

" Hungry are we ? Eat well love! "

You smiled at the kitten eating well. A single tear dropped from your eye.

You always wanted a pet of your own. But never had the courage or time to adopt them and take care of them.

This one right here, is the kitten of your dreams.

Inviting herself in, she already made herself at home and also creeped your way so soon into your heart.

" I can't take you with me baby. " You sniffled.

" They won't allow any kind of pets "

" You have to go after finishing this ok honey ? " you fought back tears....

As if on cue. A message popped up again on your laptop.

You wiped your tears and walked towards your bed.

It was another email from the said University you're leaving for, on the 21st.

This is to inform, that all novice witches, necromancers and elves/fairies, are equired to bring one familiar with them.

They can be any animal and shouldn't be harmful to other students.

Example include - Cats, Dogs, Birds, Butterflies, badgers to name a few.

We are looking forward to your visit on the 21st!"

A bright smile formed on your lips as you closed the laptop and looked at your self invited guest.

You patted your head as you spoke to her

" Looks like you're coming along with me! "

The kitten meowed in response.

"You do require some stuff though" You told her as you scanned the room.

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" Hmm, a blanket, a carrier, some pillows, cat food, litter box, some treats, toys to play, and most importantly a name tag. "

You searched and found a list of cat supplies online.

" How does the name Miss Tuna sound like ?" You asked the kitten who was sitting on yout lap now, comfortably.

" Meow ?" She half meowed in a quizzical way

" Miss Tuna is cute right ?" She purred in response, as if in affirmation.

Soon she fell asleep in your lap as you softly petted her head...

You ordered everything online and it was at your door in the morning.

Thankful for the quick deliveries in Korea, you opened the packages and made everything ready.

Slowly, you scooped Miss Tuna from your bed where was sleeping comfortably and placed her in her new bed.

Clad with soft mini pillows and a warm blanket. Her eyes shot open as soon as she felt unfamiliar grounds.

She meowed a little in response.

" This is your new bed baby. You booped her tiny nose.

" Sleep for tonight we have to leave early tomorrow alright ? You scratched her head a little.

Ms. Tuna, purred and instantly became comfortable at your touch, beckoning you with her tiny paws to scratch her more.

" You need more petting love ?"

" Meow " A soft but eager voice escaped her mouth.

" Alright baby but only a few minutes more ok ? "

" I am gonna have to work a little after that mhm ?" She didn't say anything.

Just looked at you with her big shining eyes as if nodding in agreement.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

Hours turned into minutes, minutes into seconds and now its already the morning of the 21st.

You woke up early to pack everything left for the last minute.

Aka the plates, glasses, bathroom supplies to name a few.

Lastly you got ready and got Ms. Tuna, comfortable in her carrier.

She was a little grumpy this morning. But its obviously due to the sudden change.

So you made her carrier as comfortable as you can and placed her in.

Now it's already time for your cab to arrive, so you looked around for any last minute things left.

After making sure everything is ok, you grabbed your suitcases. There were three in total.

All your life packed in three suitcases and one new carrier for your newest member.

You still were unsure of keeping Ms. Tuna with you. But since childhood you were affectionate of animals.

As they are the only ones who didn't judge you....

They just silently listened to all your woes without looking at you with a sense of pity or shock.

You remembered the time, when your adoptive mum and dad had a cute beagle Cooper.

You adored him to death and did your best to play with him and take care of him.

You told him stories and he just silently listened. Sometimes even nudged you for cuddles.

When they gave you away for adoption, your heart broke...

Cooper tried his best to block the door so that you can't leave.

Poor dog loved you to death as well. You were crying at his efforts.

But he was a mere small beagle and nothing your adoptive dad's hands can't hold.

He picked him up and sedated him for a couple of hours, as your mum forcefully left with you, to hand over to the social workers.

That was the end of your relationships with animals. Until now....

You tucked your last suitcase in the trunk of the cab and grabbed the carrier to sit with in the backseat.

Taking one last content look at the apartment that has been your home since a year, you instructer the driver your location and drove off…

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

The wind was crisp as it blew in your face....

The train ride to Namsuhara was really peaceful in a way.

No one to talk to. No one judging you. Only the curiosities about your new life.

Beautiful view on top of that.

And the company of your new familiar, Ms. Tuna, who was comfortably sleeping on your lap now.

A part of you wanted to preserve this moment forever.

This was much needed you believed....

A new beginning.

Not that you didn't like your freelance job or your achievements.

But this was a Something else altogether.

A beginning of a "new you".

A "you", no one will make fun of, or be terrified in a way they saw a ghost.

A "you" who'll be the on the same level as her peers.

A "you" who'll hopefully make new friends.

And lastly a "you" who won't be.... your thoughts, trailed off.

A blush creeped on your cheeks as you thought of the dark haired boy you stalked on instagram.

"Hyunjin"

Something or everything was so ethereal about him, that you don't even beleive he's real.

His gaze intense, yet his smile ? enough to make your heart flutter.

Thinking about all of this, you relaxed in your seat and waited to reach your destination.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

The sun was setting as it coloured the sky different hues of pinks, yellows, oranges and purple.

You got down from the train at your final destination- Namsuhara.

The station was quaint and peaceful and you can spot distant mountains everywhere.

It was really refreshing to see such a beautiful place in real life.

As you've only seen it in videos and travelogues online.

You looked around to find someone who was from the University as they told you, they'll pick you up from the station.

But there was no one....

Only passengers who are either walking away with their families, or people who are waiting for the next train or just chilling around...

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

You put your head down and were about to contact on the number provided to you when you heard a scream!!

" You're here!! Yess! I'm so excited!"

Someone ran towards you and you were so scared they might bump into you and Ms. Tuna, you just quickly ducked.

You ducked down and squeezed your eyes shut, bracing for impact.

Yet there was nothing but deafening silence....

So you opened your eyes and saw two girls staring at you. You noticed their features, so distinct...

One was wearing a beautiful sage dress with little flower petals printed on it.

She was looking like a fairy to be honest. The second wore a black crop with blue denims and a leather jacket.

Both had such different aesthetics yet they looked comfortable in each other's company.

" If you're done checking us out, move your ass and get up ? We're actually getting late!"

The girl wearing a leather jacket spoke.

" Hey, she's overwhelmed hun don't speak to her like that."

" I am sorry she's moody like that sometimes...

" The girl wearing the sage dress spoke after defending you.

" Are you guys from the University ?" you asked them curious.

" Oh yeah we forgot to introduce ourselves, am I right ? I'm Yunjin and that's my friend"

" Karina, you can call me Rina or short. "

" Nice to meet you two." You sheepishly replied to them as you shook their hand.

" Let's get going then ? Our carriage is here" Yunjin smiled at you.

" Carriage ?" You asked surprised.

" Yeah it's on top of the mountains remember ?" Karina replied to you, half annoyed.

" Yeah, I'm sorry I forgot" you smiled at her as you three exited the station and walked towards a different path.

Yunjin grabbed your hand whispered,

" Don't mind her, she tends to get a little overwhelmed around new people."

" Its, ok I understand that. I have social anxiety as well" you whispered back.

" I love your familiar btw, very witch esque." She smiled at you as she glanced a look at Ms. Tuna.

" Thank you Yunjin, '' you replied.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

" You're a fairy ? No way!" You gasped as you looked at Yunjin.

" Yes, a garden fairy hun" she replied smiling.

" And you're a Necromancer?" you smiled at Karina.

" Yes and I am also learning sword fighting. So if anyone bothers you let me know" Karina winked at you.

"This is an interesting start," you thought as the carriage moved away to the rockier higher terrains of the Enchanted peaks….

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chaos-and-sparkles · 6 months

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All the outrage about "chai" as Pav's ship abbreviation was fucking stupid

Ok so. I may be late to this discourse but by gods am I going to put this out there anyway bc this shit has been FRUSTRATING me for a while okay.

USING 'CHAI' AS AN ABBREVIATION FOR PAVITR IN SHIP NAMES IS NOT FUCKING PROBLEMATIC OR STEROTYPING OR WHATEVER DUMB SHIT I'VE SEEN (mostly non-Indian)PEOPLE SCREAMING ABOUT OUT HERE ON MY DASH. GO TOUCH SOME GRASS, Y'ALL, FIND BETTER PROBLEMS IF YOU'RE SO PRESSED TO BE MAD ABT SOMETHING!!

I'm Indian and I am so so sick and tired of, from what I can tell, mostly white people getting mad about Pav's ship abbreviation being chai??

No no. Go on. Find me my fellow Indians spearheading the conversation about 'chai' being a problematic name. Show me where the droves of offended desis are. And I don't mean just a few Indians agreeing with the "chai is stereotypical" thing while non-Indians lead the conversation, I mean the Indians being the majority of the conversation. Since, you know, that's how it would and should be if it's actually such an offensive deal to Indians, right? We all have social media. It's not like we're waiting to be spoken for. Surely there should be at least as many, if not more, offended Indians about the chai thing as I've seen white people on here. I'll wait.

Obviously I don't speak for all Indian people, I'm just one person, but from what I've seen and what I can tell, there don't seem to be any actual Indian people getting offended or claiming his name being 'chai' is Bad and Evil and Offensive and Stereotyping?? All I see are non-Indian people getting so damn offended on our behalf???

I loved his ship name being chai. I loved the representation. I loved the desi tadka, I remember when I exited the theater after ATSV and scoured through my social media and saw "chaipunk" and "chaiflower" and everything with chai going around. I was so fucking elated to see an ethnic word being used in the tagosphere!! It made my Indian heart so happy to see an Indian character who is so so close to my heart be represented with an Indian cultural word.

But nooooooo apparently we can't have nice things, because people just had to white knight about it. Apparently it is harmful and stereotypical to be using chai as his ship name.

Clearly, we gotta change it to golden. Or something similarly English and white-sounding and you know, inoffensive.

So, because I want to nitpick all the arguments I've heard as to why using "chai" is bad, let's go point-by-point:

It's reductive, you're describing a character by just one thing - yes well noted, that's literally what ship names are for. They are shorthand for characters to remember them by, they're supposed to be memorable one-liners to go by for them. It doesn't "reduce their whole personality to one bit" or "define them" or whatever - by that logic, is Miles' entire personality "flower", or Hobie's entire personality "punk"?? Gwen's just a "ghost" then, huh?? The whole POINT of a ship abbreviation is to be short and memorable. And chai is a whole fucking lot more memorable than "golden" or "shine" or whatever - those alternatives aren't even based in canon?? They are just purely fanon interpretations. Meanwhile chai is actually based in canon and a really memorable line from it too. I've had friends who were so confused as to who the golden abbreviation is for and then asking me how it's related to Pav when they browsed through the tags, but whenever they heard "chaipunk" and stuff they got it without me having to explain shit. Also, y'all are reading the Indian reaction to the chai-tea thing very wrong if you think we are offended by chai being a memorable bit about him - we are literally the ones most hyped about the chai-tea thing? You have no idea how loud the Indian theaters cheered at that line and how many Indian-made edits have been circulating. Again, with the caveat that I speak for my experienced social circle and not every Indian to ever exist, WE LOVE THE CHAI THING. It is a really lovable and memorable bit to us - one that has endeared his character to so many of us so quickly! So I have no idea where the idea that we're offended by the chai-tea line being memorable came from, but y'all really need to go out and talk to some desis before speaking and getting mad for us.

It's stereotypical - Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't realize an Indian character named with an Indian ethnic word about an Indian cultural drink is stereotyping, now. Just say you felt called out by the chai tea bit or got tired of how much people were talking about it or didn't like having to learn and use an ethnic word and be done with it. Now, to be completely fair, this is the point in the argument that holds the most water. I have seen a lot of fanart and fanfic in the very early days of ATSV fan content, quite far down the tag at this point, that reduced Pav's entire personality to chai, just made him the tea guy, made him so chai obsessed it was quite OOC and annoying and yes it did feel pretty stereotypical. That kind of thing is extra obvious in some NSFW arts I've seen around, that really give me the ick because that is not necessary, that is actually just weird and smells a little like fetishizing. But long story short, yes, Pav's character did tend to be reduced to chai in the early fan content. But guess what. That kind of thing happens to every side character in beloved media until more creators get their hands on them, adopt them as their blorbos, and make more developed characters and content out of them!!! Every side character that has a memorable bit gets overused in that bit until more creators get on board to flesh them out! Or have we forgotten "AND PEGGY!", "Honor", "ONIONS!!" and other miscreants? Surely those are ALSO stereotyping then, right? Also. Even if Pav's early fan content with chai was veering towards overuse and maybe stereotyping. Let's assume that's right. HOW EXACTLY WOULD THE SHIP NAME CHANGE THAT, THEN? The ship name changing wouldn't have done diddly squat about that - he was already getting more developed character in fics and in art before people pushed for his ship name to be changed to something less ethnic sounding. I should know, I was one of the people writing him even then. The tag changing wasn't going to magically change the content. The fan creators did that.

It's unrelated to him, it's stereotypical specifically in that flavour - bitch what. Did we watch the same movie. This point in particular frustrates me so much, because I remember someone on here - I don't remember who - talking about how it makes sense to use "flower" for Miles because his favourite song is Sunflower but in that same sentence saying it's ridiculous to use "chai" for Pav. What logical hoops are you jumping to get to this conclusion, my sibling of the sea? If we can use "flower" for Miles - which was literally a song he sang once, maybe twice, in the first movie, never even saying it was his favourite but just showing us he liked it - then it makes just as much sense to use "chai" for Pavitr? Pav literally says he drinks chai every day with Maya Aunty, it's linked to his life and family, and he clearly liked and thought of it as important enough to put it in his intro speech. Also, as an Indian, in my experience at least chai is a very important and yet casual cultural thing for us, that a lot of us have a connection to in our everyday lives and it makes sense for him to have it too. It's not like people are just seeing the Indian character and automatically labelling him with chai - he talks about it, he likes chai, it's not out of nowhere. Also, if we're talking about how related the abbreviation is, HOW is "golden" related??? That is even more out of nowhere??? Everyone I've asked seems to have a different justification of why golden is used. From bc he's a golden boy to golden bc of his bangles or vibes - they're all speculative and based almost entirely in fanon. Like. Chai is so much more related.

Also. Using chai? IT'S NOT A BIG FUCKING DEAL. It's just a word. It is normal to me, to us Indians, as normal as using any other word in English, or Hindi, or our regional languages. I don't see why it's such a big deal that it needs to be changed to something English. It's literally just like if you made his abbreviation "tea" - except now you've taken the desiness out of it. Congratulations.

This isn't a cause I'm going to die mad about or anything. It's just been slowly annoying and eating away at me to see so many, again from what I can tell mostly non-Indian people, being mad about chai being his ship abbreviation. It feels like a bit of a gut punch to the part of me that was so happy to see this tiny part of myself and my language and culture represented in a character I love. As my friend once said, "chaipunk sounds like a cool punk movement I'd join. goldenpunk just sounds white."

The straw that finally broke the camel's back and got me posting about it is this realization that I had:

All the hue and cry to change Pavitr's ship name from "chai" to the more 'acceptable' "golden"? It reeks an awful lot of whitewashing.

People literally got so offended about an Indian character having an Indian ship abbrev that they clamoured till it got changed to something English. It leaves a very off taste in my mouth when I think about it like this.

So yeah.

#pavitr prabhakar #spiderman atsv #chaipunk #goldenpunk #chaiflower #goldenflower #spider man: across the spider verse #atsv pavitr #across the spiderverse #pavitr my beloved #indian stuff #desi starr being mad about desi stuff #starr rambles #long post #i think?#for the record use whatever ship name you like i wont yell at you for using golden or whatever #but im so tired of the people yelling at me and others for using chai

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alannybunnue · 1 year

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Ok, Imagine: The Targaryens as yanderes Part 3

I am not gonna lie that i am overjoyed over the attention these imagines received. So i will just keep going.

T.W: The entire plot of House of the Dragon, some spoilers actually, The Targaryens, cheating, death, family drama, threat against a child's eye, and maybe more.

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Viserys!Reader:

As the time went by, after all the commotion on Alicent marrying Viserys. Your life became even more divided, now having to spend time with your stepmother while also helping her take care of your new younger brother, Aegon.

Aegon is a clingy baby who won't let you go until he's in deep sleep, who cried the many times that you had to leave to do anything else and couldn't hold him anymore (Believe when i say this is gonna last for a long time...).

As for the others, you still spent time with them, however, due to the war with Triarchy, you haven't seen Daemon nor Corlys and Laenor in almost 3 years, you mostly saw Rhaenys and Laena in Driftmark whenever you visited. You rarely see Rhaenyra since she is too busy with her duties and most of your time together are of her rambling about it or you just sat next to each other while reading. As for Viserys, whenever you spend time with him, you are mostly concerned about his condition, which has become something obvious to you, so to calm you down on this, you also had the company of Otto.

During the Aegon's second name day, you were walking around with Rhaenyra most of the time, since you refused Alicent's offer of staying with her and the other ladies once you saw Larys Strong close by, that man always made you feel uneasy, so staying away from him was the best choice.

And not too long after, your father and sister have an argument, she grabs your hand and goes to the first horse she sees, puts you on it and run, just to be followed by Sir Criston, and the 3 of you spend the night on the forest just so you (a child) could have a eternal memory of a enraged boar attacking you and Rhaenyra killing that same boar out of...you can't really tell whether it's out of frustation or just defense. (But you are traumatized :D)

And then, a some time later, you are in King's Landing with Alicent once again(Yeah, you spend a lot of time with the Hightowers) helping her with Helaena, your new younger sister who won't stop crying unless you are in the room to calm her down, which has become a good reason for Otto to point out that you would make a wonderful mother (This resumes your reaction to this). And all of this while waiting for Rhaenyra to return from meeting potential suitors for her to marry.

And then both her and Daemon return...AND BOY HE IS NOT HAPPY. It didn't took him long to notice how close you are with the Hightowers, and that itself is a crime on his opinion (Daemon: How dare these cunts try and steal the only niece that i am not trying to f*ck?) and yes, Rhaenyra feels the exact same.

So remember that scene where Viserys made fun and laughed with Daemon on Alicent's suggestion? Yeah, your disappointed look made the laughing cease immediately and they remained quiet while you dragged Alicent to Rhaenyra. And the moment while they were reconstructing their friendship made you tear up, cuz you were done with your sister's nonsense (Like girl, it has been 3 years-)

And then you wake up the next day with nothing but CHAOS.

Rhaenyra and Daemon had been accused of f*cking each other and since you were too young to understand this topic, but all you knew is that your sister was LYING, it's written on her face.

Daemon, being exiled again, didn't had time to say goodbye...(Actually Viserys demanded that you were taken somewhere away from where he could be). As for Otto, once he was dismissed from his post as Hand, he immediately went to you, warning you about his departure and saying that in the future, you had to pick a side, and for you to be wise when the time came.

Then you were dragged to a ship to sail straigth to Driftmark, where you were attacked by the affection of the Velaryons, especially Corlys haven't seen you in years, all of this while Viserys proposes to marry Laenor to Rhaenyra.

You also were introduced to Joffrey, who was very kind to you knowing pretty well how Laenor adored you and you were too cute for this world, so it's understandable why everyone loves you so much.

On your way back home, you spotted Sir Criston walking way from Rhaenyra with a bitter look, since you liked him for taking care of you and your sister this whole time, you tried to give him comfort by staying at his side. Criston always view you highly since you are the new realm's delight and you always made people feel better, this just made him even more protective of you.

During the wedding, you sat between Rhaenyra and Viserys, even if Corlys and Rhaenys sometimes pulled you close to them, and when Daemon showed up, he dragged you to sit with him.

And then the dance started, and after the betrothed danced, you were taken away from Daemon to dance with them, and soon it started to switch between you dancing with Rhaenyra, Laenor, Laena and Daemon. My, even Sir Harwin was in the mix, but Daemon always stoled you away, so you didn't get to spend time with the Strong man (Remember, you are still a child here-)

Alicent was not happy with this, she kept telling Viserys to bring you back to the table, saying that you were to young to be dancing around these many people. But actually she just didn't wanted you around Rhaenyra, since she sets a bad example to you.

When the fight broke the party, you immediately went under the table to hide, just to be grabbed by Daemon and taken away while Rhaenyra was saved by Harwin. Everyone came to check on you in Alicent's arms while she scolded Viserys for not listening to her and claiming you could have been hurt.

What should have been a week of celebration was turned into a small ceremony filled with distress. You watched as your sister and Laenor said their vows as Alicent held you close.

The years went by, and more your best friends were distancing from each other. Once you were of age, Viserys had to same headache from years ago as numerous letters of proposals arrived from potentials suitors for you. As much as he didn't wanted to marry you off, he knew that it was necessary. So to keep you in King's Landing, he married you (At the age of 18) with Harwin Strong.

And let me tell you, your marriage was a good one, considering how affectionate and caring Harwin was with you, especially when you gave birth to your daughter, that man didn't leave your side. The problem was...Harwin did a poor job on honouring you, and you knew that very well, since all of Rhaenyra's sons had clearly his features. But you never said a thing, because you loved both of them, and you got attached to the boys quickly.

Jacaerys and Lucerys are like your own children, at least they act like it, since they tend to obey you more then their parents, and both treat your daughter like she was their sister. Both seeks your affection and your approval, feeling ashamed whenever you scold them for something.

However, Alicent kept reminding you of that detail, trying to show you how horrible both Rhaenyra and Harwin were for doing this to you. You remained calm for a long time enduring her comments on the boys, since you were still her friend, and her sons were just as special to you as Jace and Luke were.

Aegon remained the clingy child who pouts when you are not paying attention to him, and you give him as much comfort and love possible (Considering the amount of pressure he endures from his mother) but you can't ignore his...tendencies(You caught him on the window one day and you can't get that image out of your head now-) and his obvious envy of your daughter. Helaena, in other hand, is the apple of your eyes, she adores spending time with you and your daughter while showing her bugs and none of you seem to find her weird because of it. Aemond, the second born son of Alicent, had different reasons to seek out for you, due to many times where he was picked on by his brother and nephews for not having a Dragon, he used you to scold them for it while comforting him, it gave him a sense of pride, not gonna lie. As for Daeron, he was the calmest and more collected of his siblings, but also the one that you barely had around, since he was sended to Old Town, in which, made you sob a little, since you adored spending time with him.

You and your daughter were in the room with the boys and Harwin when Rhaenyra and Laenor showed up with baby Joffrey, the little one was unquiet until you got closer to him...to your disappointment, he also had the same features as your husband. Your sullen look was not dismissed by him nor your sister.

You scolded Rhaenyra for being reckless on walking right after giving birth, in which she replied by saying that she wouldn't have done it if Alicent hadn't demanded for Joffrey to be brought to her. Hoping that you would take her side and see who Alicent truly was.

Not too long after, you went to see Helaena, just to find Alicent and Aemond, the boy exclamed that he was given a pig, and those words were enough for you to realize what happened. They noticed you presence and you questioned if it was the boys, Aemond simply nodded before going in your direction as you comforted him, your daughter, still in your arms, patted his head as trying to help.

Alicent told you that she would handle the situation, glad that you helping her son and that you could see how terrible Rhaenyra's boys were (Or at least, that's how she saw it). The rest of the day was less intriguing, but you made sure to show your discontent at the boys for what they did. Aemond was very delighted at this, as for Jace and Luke, they tried everything for you to forgive them.

You went to watch the boys spar the next day, not only for them, but also to spend time with Viserys, who was watching them proudly, and your father in law, Lord Lyonel.

You spotted your husband around watching as well, but also criticizing Sir Criston's way of teaching, since he obviously favoured Aegon and Aemond over Jace and Luke. But one thing led to another, one comment about the boys and Harwin, and Sir Criston was beaten by Harwin and dragged away by the King's guard. He looked at you before being taken away.

You watched from afar as Lord Strong argued with Harwin over what happened, reminding him of the reality and how reckless he was, while your husband was looking at you, you were looking at Rhaenyra who thought was well hidden while listening to everything. You didn't hate her for what she did, but that still hurted you deep...you didn't knew if you could forgive her.

You knew clearly the consequences, you didn't bother looking at your husband for the rest of the day, you focused on your child, as you always did.

Lyonel's request on taking Harwin back to Harrenhal was...a problem, Viserys knew that you would have to go with them, as you were Lady Strong and it was your duty, but he couldn't let you go...That was something that Alicent ardently agreed, no one there wanted you to leave.

Rhaenyra felt regretful over this, she knew that it was her fault, her relationship with Harwin would take you away. She tried to apologize when you said your goodbye to her and the boys, but no words left her mouth, she didn't had the courage to do it.

Alicent tried to convince you to stay a little more, that you didn't need to go now as her children watched, all of them sad over the news, but no one could do anything to stop you.

The only one who didn't seemed hurt over your departure was Viserys, he gave you a warm goodbye, wishing you a safe travel and asking you to visit whenever you could, because even if he would miss you dearly, he understood your duty.

Before you both left the castle, Harwin stopped for a moment. He said that it would take him a long time to remend his mistakes, he wasn't apologizing, since he knew you wouldn't forgive him that easily. But he swore that he would do anything to be better, for you, your daughter, and your future children.

Once you were in Harrenhal, everything was unfamiliar to you, but you had to get used to it, your daughter asked for a long time if the boys were coming too, but you didn't had the heart to tell her that she wouldn't see them as often as before.

But at night, you smelled quickly, something burning, the room was on fire, you heard Harwin calling for you to stay close to him as he tried to break the door and called his father. Your mind was in despair, for you, for Harwin, for Lyonel and especially, for your daughter.

But everything went black as the roof fell onto you and your husband.

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Rhaenyra!Reader:

You watched as your parents were buried, being held by your mother's handmaiden who was the reason why you survived.

When the fire started, she immediately went for you, as it would be of your mother's wish for you to be rescued before her. Unfortunately she did get hurt in the process.

As soon as the funeral ended, you were taken directly to your uncle, Larys, who was in Driftmark for Laena Velaryon's funeral instead of his own family. You were never fond of your uncle, not just because your mother did everything in her power to make sure you wouldn't be around him, but also because he was creepy.

You ran up to them, despite the protest of your handmaiden, which made everyone pay attention to you as you hugged your aunt's legs.

You already very late, at night, and as soon as you entered the room, you saw the amount of people inside. That made you nervous, you looked for a familiar face among the crowd, spotting your aunt Rhaenyra, holding your cousin's close, both Jace and Luke were hurt.

Everyone grieved your mother's death heavily, and seeing you, the resemblance of her (only with darker and curler hair) made them more emotional.

You looked around to see Aunt Alicent and Aemond, the boy who used to cry on your mother's shoulders (Not literally, but you get it) and he had a huge scar on his face, you remember your mother saying how Alicent's children needed the most comfort as possible, considering how needy they are, so you went up to him and patted his hand(since the chair is too high for you to reach his face or head).

The discussion then changed from Aemond lost of an eye to "Who is getting this child's custody?"

Alicent defended that it would be better for you to return to King's Landing since it was your home for years and most of your family from both sides lived there, and she tried to imply that Rhaenyra wouldn't raise you well by reminding what Luke did.

Rhaenyra claimed that you were closer to her side of the family, also mentioned that your mother would prefer for you to be raised by her. Alicent scoffed at that.

Viserys shutted everyone out and said that you would be raised by all of them, you would be taken to both sides in a specific time and that was it, end of discussion.

"But what of our son's eye? Where's the justice for what happened to him?" - Alicent mentioned, recalling of what the initial discussion was about.

And then the whole conflict started, as Alicent ran after Lucerys, you hid in between her children while covering your ears and closing your eyes.

Everything else was a blur to you, you woke up the next morning to your handmaiden telling you to prepare to say goodbye to your grandfather and his family. Since it was determined that you would stay with Rhaenyra first.

Speaking of her, during her conversations with Laenor and Daemon, she declared that she would do anything in her power to protect you from the Greens, as a way to repay for everything she did to your mother, even if she had to lock you up to make sure that Alicent would not take you away.

Everyone said their condolences to you, even your uncle, although it was brief one. Alicent told you that you could always come to her for comfort if you felt in need of it, for she understood how it was to lose a mother. In that moment Rhaenyra wanted to scream.

Aegon, Helaena and Aemond were pretty close to you in that moment, which suprised you a bit, especially Aegon. But you hugged them all out of respect :D

Once they left, you spent the rest of the day with the boys as all of you were hurt, in same and different ways. And you also got to meet Baela and Rhaena, both could understand you the most, since they also lost their mother that day.

As a new day started, and you discovered of your uncle Laenor's death, you and the others witnessed Daemon and Rhaenyra's wedding. You couldn't understand much of it, actually, you didn't care. You were only scared of what would happen.

After all, your life went upside down too quickly to go unnoticed.

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A/N: That was a lot... hope i wrote everything i should and my grammar wasn't too messed up. Anyway, thanks for reading all of this

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