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anothertimdrakestan · 1 year

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Pinky Promise - Damian Wayne x Reader !Soulmate AU

~ where your birthmark is where you'll first touch your soulmate ~

A pinky finger is an odd place to have a soulmate mark. Most people had full hands, a set of lips marked on their cheek, or a hand print on their hip. Yet yours was just the length of your left hand pinky finger.

No matter, you'd had the habit of locking pinky's with people since you were born. Call it natural habit or a desperation to link fingers with your soulmate, it was your thing.

So when you started your internship at the Bludhaven Police Department Sheriff's office and got finger printed you didn't think anything of it when officer Grayson paused on your last finger.

"This your soulmate mark?" he gestured to your pinky, which was darker than the rest of your skin colour.

"Funny right! Just the pinky. Most people have normal ones! Where's yours? Wait. Is it on your lips?" you glanced up at the officer with a grin as he flushed.

"We all meet our soulmates in strange ways." he mumbled with a smile.

"Truth or dare? Or Suck and Blow? It had to be a party game right?" you leaned in as Officer Grayson pressed your pinky into ink.

"It was more of a greeting, she's not from around here so it was her way of saying hello." he stated, eyes twinkling with a familiar joy. God you wanted that. He continued, "I'll tell you, I know a kid with a pinky mark too. Cant remember which hand though. I'll bring him in soon, though neither of you seem like each other's type." you noticed his brows furrowed thinking about the "kid" he mentioned.

"Bring him in like, a bad guy? Not sure that's my type! I'm just here to learn about forensics!" you giggled. The officer just shook his head and told you to go start reviewing the steps to finger print collection and storage. Sounded super fun and interesting (not).

Turns out there's a lot to learn about crime forensics. By the end of the day you had a backpack full of materials to study on your transit ride back to Gotham. Hiking up fire escapes to the top of your apartment building, you decided to study via the lights from the top of your building. Nothing like the haze of Gotham to comfort you through pages of reading.

"Glad to see you're back." A familiar voice chided from your side.

"C'mon, you're excited to see me!" you grinned into the darkness, willing the shadowy figure to come forward. Like usual, he did.

"Good to see you, Robin." you waved with a teasing smile as he visibly shook his head.

"Can't say the same Y/N. I had more peaceful nights when you weren't here. What's got you up late this time?" he grumbled, keeping his distance as you held up your bunches of papers exclaiming "studying! Always studying."

"And you can't do that from the safety of your apartment?" he questioned. You shook your head no in response. "Need I remind you of the multiple times I've had to throw people off this balcony for you?" he yawned, gesturing to the ledge of the rooftop.

"Aren't I so lucky you're protecting me!" you teased. He wasn't wrong, sketchy people had on more than one occasion lurked on top the Gotham's tallest buildings, but you enjoyed the view and trusted Robin far too much to change your place of comfort.

"Protecting Gotham." he retorted, moving towards the rooftop to jump towards a night full of crime fighting. You never tried to stop him from leaving, you still thought it was insane that he even paused to talk to you, so you just waved and watched as he launched into darkness. Curling back up with your notes you appreciated the blanket of safety his presence had placed on you.

"Damian I'm telling you she has the mark on her pinky!" Dick screeched, chasing after Damian who was not willing to hear anything he had to say. "What do I care Grayson? I don't want a soulmate, I'm busy," he retorted, cascading through the batcave to get away from Dick's prying eyes.

"Just let me see! I wanna know!" Dick cried but Damian had already slammed his door closed.

"Word on the street is Dames found a rooftop girl. You didn't hear it from me though." Tim called from the adjacent room. The two were usually stuck on patrol together so it did make sense. But Dick still couldn't believe it.

"Which goddamn rooftop." Dick's voice was a low hum, the determination dripping from his tongue. He had a theory.

"Morning Officer Grayson!" you called down the hallways of the BPD office. You'd finally gotten a full night of sleep last night because you had finished studying a couple days ago, free from the piles of work. Your morning glee quickly dissipated when you were promptly handed a stack of papers and binders.

"You're doing great work, so we're moving you up to sample analysis. Lots of reading for ya!" the officer sounded congratulatory as he handed you the piles of paperwork. You couldn't deny, this was what you wanted, but it was definitely more work than you could do in one day. Needless to say, you hoped you'd get to see a familiar bird brain that night.

Cozying up on the rooftop you were so deep into the inner-workings of a microscope you hardly noticed the shadowy figure that had appeared across from you.

"Studying again are we?" Robin's snarky voice made you jump, eyes snapping to his face. "Tons of work! Calls for an all nighter, what about you?" you simply replied.

"Patrol." His response was curt but you wanted more this time.

"What after? Tell me- what does a hero do in his free time?" you leaned in with a teasing smile. To your surprise Robin leaned back against the railing and responded "I like to draw." Giving you more of a key into him than you'd ever gotten.

"I'm a terrible artist but I bet you're amazing! Keen eyes and steady hands always make for good art. You should show me sometime! If you want!" you rambled with a grin. You figured it would be an automatic no, but the corner of his mouth twitched up, almost like a smile as he said, "maybe I will." Something blossomed in your chest.

"Well, you're always welcome here! Like, all night. It's brutal." you joked, gesturing at the piles of papers in your lap.

"I may just take you up on that, my brother has been overwhelmingly obnoxious at home. Have a good night." Robin muttered as he left over the rooftop railing once again. You smiled to yourself, he likes to draw and he has a brother? Fascinating.

You were practically asleep in your notes when you felt something bump into your chest. A surprisingly elegant paper airplane. From the shadows you could see Robin sitting across from you, back against the rooftop railing, a notepad and pencil in his arms as he starred up at you.

"What? You were practically snoring." he said matter-of-factly.

"For the record, I do not snore. Also, how'd you make this? It's beautiful!" you exclaimed, delicately holding up the paper airplane to appreciate the little curves of the thick paper.

"I was into origami for a while. It's almost mathematical, very satisfying." his reply was short again, seemingly focused on the sketching at hand. So you fell into silence with him, focusing up on your note taking.

You didn't exactly notice the sun starting to rise. It was hard to see in Gotham, smog and all, but the inkling of light from the hazy sky gave you a clearer picture of the boy wonder then you'd ever gotten.

It felt strange but he was gorgeous. Silky black hair tousled from running his hands through it in between pencil scratches, when he was focused he bit the inside of his cheek, eyebrows knit into determination. You appreciated the reds and yellows of his costume, noting the various weapons hitched across his body. But the rest was hidden. Whether behind his domino mask, his suit, or his silence.

"It's rude to stare at a working artist" he grumbled, chin tilting up to show that his eyes were meeting yours.

"You've never stayed this long." you replied breathlessly. Squirming in your chair, knowing that you couldn't get any closer without him running off.

"Your presence isn't, unbearable, for what it's worth." his voice was so low but you could hear the sincerity in his voice. "Same to you." you whispered back, letting your tired eyes drift back to your notes which were pretty much done. It was an all nighter after all.

It felt like a few minutes but the billowing light from the rising sun told you it had been longer, and your head was severely drooping into your lap. "Y/n, you need sleep. Go to bed," his voice was warm but stern, enough to get you to lazily collect your papers and stand up with a yawn.

"Well! Thanks for hanging with me!" deliriously you held out your fist, Robin tilted his head to the side in confusion. You chuckled, "it's a fist bump dumbass." And to your surprise he closed the distance between the two of you, and slowly touched his knuckled to yours. His gloves were cold but you were focused on the fact that you were just inches from the boy wonder.

But a few seconds was all you got to realize how much taller he was than you before he melted back into the shadows. You stood stunned for a moment before stumbling back to your apartment, desperate for sleep.

"You look like hell kid" Officer Grayson greeted you with a questioning look as you waved him off of you. "Your fault for giving me hours of reading buddy." He grinned glancing down at the now filled notebook you'd brought to work. "You actually look dead kid, on lunch break we'll grab coffee," you rolled your eyes at his promise but knew you needed the caffeine.

Getting to know Officer Grayson, Dick, was surprisingly rewarding. He had years of experience and hundreds of stories that had you folded over from laughter. But there was something you were begging to learn more about, someone rather.

"Have you worked with Robin much?" your question broke the calm silence. Dick's eyes shone with some sort of pride, "I have, yeah. Good kid. Cold as hell but a damn good hero." and you nodded in reply, although cold wasn't exactly the way you'd describe Robin.

Dick's eyes lit up at something behind you, he shot up out of his cafe chair and said "look what the cat dragged! Glad to see you lil bro!" A loud enough exclamation that you turned around and locked eyes with a boy with jet black hair and piercing green eyes. The boy stood stunned at the door, starring at you and Dick before slowly approaching, eyes trained to yours before Dick pulled him into a hug. Immediately, he pushed himself out of Dick's embrace with a scowl, you couldn't help but grin at the reaction.

"Y/N meet Damian, Dames this is Y/N she's an intern at the office! Damian has classes over here so I figured we'd catch him during our break!" Dick babbled as he forcefully guided Damian into the seat next to him. Damian looked almost stunned, eyes flicking between you and his brother.

You broke Dick's rambling saying "Hi! You're a student too?" and he nodded slowly, glancing between you and Dick. "Studying what?" you tried to guide the conversation but he interrupted:

"You live in the area?"

"Nope, Gotham."

"Oh, me too." was all Damian muttered before his name was called, and he shot up, mumbling a "nice to meet you" and giving Dick another glare. Dick just grinned in response and the two of you soon headed back to the office.

"You had no right to do that!" Damian's roar was echoing in the cave that night. He'd just finished throwing almost everything on his person at Dick who was still uncontrollably laughing.

"C'mon Dames, were you just gonna visit your soulmate every once and a while on a rooftop for the rest of your life? Make a move lil bro. You're Bruce's kid you've got to have some game!" Dick teased back before a stray batarang was lobbed towards him.

"I've got it handled." Damian retorted angrily.

"Fine. fine. But blame Tim cuz he's the one who snitched on the rooftop hookups." Dick cooed before ducking out of the room to avoid further assault. Another screech filled the cave.

A few nights later, you were perched on the rooftop once again. This time you didn't have nearly enough work, but were hoping a certain distraction would stick around this time.

And he did.

"Hey" his voice was soft, and your head rose from your book to smile into the shadows.

"Hi! Whatcha got?" you noticed the silhouette was holding something.

"Come see." you could hear his chest rumbling. You felt like you were floating towards the thick railing of the rooftop.

And there he was again. Holding a sketchpad.

"You brought drawings!" you cooed, grinning as he inched closer, leather gloves flipping pages as you drank in the beautiful sketches, watercolours, and poems that filled the pages.

"What do you think?" he whispered, you swore warmth was vibrating off of him, just a few inches away from each other.

"They're beautiful" you quietly replied. He flipped another page, and it was a pencil sketch of you half asleep in your studies, on the rooftop. "From the other night!" you giggled, delicately tracing the sketch with your pinky. Robin drew a sharp breath, loud enough that your eyes were drawn up to his domino mask.

"I've got one more sketch to show you. But, I fear you won't like it." his head dropped slightly, his gloved hand toying with the bottom of the paper, as if debating whether or not to flip it.

"I'll be okay! Promise." you nudged his shoulder, holding up your pinky, a true promise, and a dangerous solution to the question making you dizzy standing next to him.

He shook his head, "look first, promise after" to which you nodded, dropping your hand and eyes to the paper.

As the page turned, you couldn't help but gasp. On the last page of the sketchbook, in the most intricate detail, were two hands. Pinky's locked.

"Take your glove off." you shot your gaze back to the hero.

"Wait." he took a step back.

You took one forward, reaching for the glove yourself.

Back again. "Y/N, wait." you froze at your name on his tongue.

"You and I both know what's under my glove, but I'm giving you an out. I've sat here for months thinking about doing this, wanting to do this. But, you deserve someone who doesn't throw their life away, who can be there for you, someone who isn't... isn't me" he gestured to his outfit, stocked with weapons.

"Who can be there for me? You've protected me more than anyone else in my life. Someone who deserves me? I'm not a trophy, I'm, I'm your soulmate."

"I know, but-" he began but you weren't finished:

"All I deserve, is someone who can love me. Can you do that?" you closed the distance, and he didn't back away.

"It's all I've ever done." he whispered. Delicately, you reached for his hand. He let you draw it from his side, holding desperately still as you peeled the glove from his left hand. And there, in the same pattern as yours, stood his mark.

"You promise?" you gave a small smile, holding up your pinky for the final time.

"Always." he closed the distance, locking your hands together as a warmth like you'd never felt spread through your hand, dancing up your arm, and bursting in your chest.

"Oh my god do you feel that?" you asked breathlessly, your right hand touching your chest.

He nodded, letting your hands drop as his right hand tilted your chin up, your eyes once again meeting a mask.

"I never thought I'd ever do this" his voice was soft, drinking in your closeness to him.

"I would've found you" you said with a grin, you had always had the sixth sense that Robin's visits to your study sessions were more than patrol.

He scoffed, "yeah my brother was gonna make sure of it."

"Your brother?" you dug deeper, fighting the itch to reach up for the mask he wore, your heart begging to see his eyes.

You felt him tug his pinky from yours, "I suppose a promise is a promise." he reached up for you, pulling the mask from his face as familiar green eyes met yours.

"Oh. My god." your jaw dropped, fitting the puzzle together.

"I guess the universe decided I was taking too long and put Richard Grayson on job. I must apologize for the coffee shop, I wasn't expecting to see my Gothamite soulmate seated across from my brother, in Bludhaven. " he sighed, eyes twinkling. You laughed in agreement.

"Quite the wingman" you mused.

Damian nodded, closing the distance as he said "don't ever tell him, but I'm thinking he was right all along" before pressing his lips to yours.

Weeks later you were far less sleep deprived, still loving your job in Bludhaven. Especially because a certain student was always waiting to pick you up for the ride home.

"Hi Dames!" you strolled up to your now boyfriend, pressing a kiss to his cheek while he locked your pinky in his, the two of you strolling towards the cafe that has become your shared favorite place. Settling down in a booth, you both fell into routine: sketching and studying while enjoying the other's presence.

A crazy few weeks, a huge change to your life, but a good one nonetheless. You had to hand it to-

"I knew you lovebirds would be here!" The bell on the cafe door rang, drawing you and Damian out of your focus. Damian rolled his eyes with a scoff and you gave Dick a wave.

Dick was stroll strutting around, "call me cupid the way I matched you two up!" he crooned.

Damian dryly replied, "Richard we are quite literally soulmates." but the oaf wasn't listening, too busy pretending to shoot you both with an invisible bow "cupid style".

You smiled to yourself, if only Dick knew how grateful you and Damian were to have each other... thank to him.

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A/N: pure fluff for your timeline <3 hope you enjoyed!

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madhatterbri · 8 months

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Second Chance | Hook Part 2

Summary: You celebrate with your Skye and tell her about your relationship with Jack.

Author's Note: This may be a multi parter. Bear with me yall know Hook is end game. ❤️

@99hook

Your hunt for your boyfriend ended by your friend, Skye. She saw the sad look on your face. The tears that begged to fall were evident. Jack was supposed to be here tonight. He promised you. It wasn't like it was the first time he broke a promise to you.

"I'm sorry, girl, but this calls for a celebration not a funeral. No more sad times. We are celebrating," she smiled and grabbed your hands. "The hotel has a bar on the top. We can drink and talk about how much we hate men,"

"Does Kyle know we hate men?" You asked with a small smile. Kyle had been her boyfriend for a while now. There was no sign of them breaking anytime soon.

"He doesn't have to know anything," she smiled placed a finger over her mouth. "You snitch and I'll get Tony to give me a title match. We can have it at the bar. Street fight,"

"Hoes before bros," you assured her. The two of you crossed pinky fingers.

"Clever girl,"

Skye drove you back to the hotel. She hyped you up for winning the championship belt. You stayed quiet. Hook suddenly talking to you while you were having problems with Jack unsettled you. You were positive that life always threw signs at you. Could this be another sign? You answered your friend every so often so she wouldn't get suspicious about you being quiet.

Once Skye parked in the garage, the two of you made it to the bar as promised. The bar was busy as expected. You two ordered drinks at the bar and sat down. Skye swirled the tiny straw in her drink before turning to you.

"So, I know I've taken multiple hits to the head but.... Did I see you talking to Hook?" She asked taking a sip of her drink. Her eyes never left you.

"Despite your many hits to the head, yeah. He came up to me to congratulate me," you answered. You still weren't sure how to feel about it. Hook was your boyfriend and best friend in one. The two of you trained together. Your first everything was with him.

The last time you spoke that long to each other you two broke up. You reasoned that this was all a dream and you were going to wake up soon.

"When was the last time you to spoke to each other?" Skye asked curiously.

"A few months ago when we broke up," you rubbed your hands over your face. "I was so rude to him, Skye. He was just congratulating me and I pushed his arm off of me. I didn't know what to do in that situation. I never expected to have a conversation one on one with him again. Besides, Jack wouldn't approve,"

"Speaking of Jacky Boy. How are things with Jack? Still not the same I'm assuming,"

You visibly tensed. You were planning on confronting him when you arrived home. There was no reason he blew you off tonight. Your ex-boyfriend was kind enough to congratulate you. You checked your phone and still didn't get a text from Jack.

"I can't seem to reach him. We can be in the same room and it's like he's on another planet," you complained. You tried to hold it in but you couldn't anymore. Your life and time was consumed by work. You didn't have many friends and barely saw your family. Times like this were so therapeutic.

"I'm shocked he didn't come to support you tonight,"

"It's just my first woman's championship. Nothing important," you spoke sarcastically.

"We aren't going to cry about Jack anymore. You are my woman's champion and we will drink the night away,"

The two of you tapped your glasses together and drank the night away.

#fanfiction #imagine #angst #hook x y/n #hook aew #hook x reader #hook

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suhlogic · 2 years

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yours to have and to hold — j. suh x fem!reader

idol!johnny x non-idol!wife reader

all written in lowercase

word count: 2,114k

genre: fluff, smut, slice of life

warnings: unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamics, praise kink, orgasm denial, overstimulation, biting kink, oral ( f receiving), squirting, use of sex toy

[7:00am]

_________ wakes up to an empty spot next to hers on the bed she and johnny shared. this has been quite the common thing in the suh household since johnny started touring once again, although the tour dates were quite far off with each other and were announced quite hastily by their company which gave them more time to spend with him, he himself really could get frustrated because their schedules as a group were also unpredictable making it hard for him to plan family vacations for them and to visit his parents back home. nevertheless, even though his agitation could be easily well-read by _______, he was beyond grateful his wife was understanding, patient, and calm. even though _____ woke up without her husband by her side that day, she grabbed her phone to facetime him for a bit. waiting for him to pick up, she walked towards their daughter's bedroom finding her stirring awake just in time for johnny to answer the call.

______ set the phone down as she picked up margo, "hi babe, did she just wake up?" johnny asks, clearly still doing a soundcheck rehearsal. "yeah, she just did...what about you? are you done practicing?" _____ asked as she starts to notice margo crying begging for milk signaling that she was fully awake already. johnny couldn't help but pout and be so endeared at the sight of his wife and kid, as ______ was trying to calm her down by handing her the milk bottle, her cries became louder. while _____ was busy trying to feed margo, johnny had his mic turned on and began to sing pandora's box which immediately had his daughter quiet down.

"honey, thank you...really..." _____ said with still sleepy eyes as johnny smiled with half moon eyes. the song was always his kid's favorite. "are you guys immediately going home after the concert? we miss you so much, john" she said as she turned margo to the phone facing her dad. "hi sweetie, i miss you and your mom so much...i'll be home soon okay?" he said as he raised his pinky to the camera which had you and your daughter do the same. "i'll pinky promise on that." he said with a soft smile. the call with johnny went on for a while exchanging laughters and jokes between you three before he had to hang up to prepare for the show.

dating johnny for a good 2 years before he proposed definitely did have its ups and downs mainly due to the industry he was in, it wasn't always easy for them but the now-married couple pulled through and they couldn't have been any happier. it took a while for the company to warm up to the fact that one of their top idols was dating someone and not long after the engagement, the two of them were allowed to go public. despite the flashing lights and headlines constantly surrounding them, the suh family still managed to keep everything private although fans also knew about johnny and _______'s life. however, both of them wouldn't trade their small family for anything and were content with what they have.

[8:30am]

________ was cooking breakfast while margo was sat on her baby chair eating her food. "hm, should we do something for daddy later?" she cooed at her daughter which was returned with a big toothless grin. after washing up, the two of them were gathered in the living room creating a small homecoming card and a banner for johnny. paint was all over margo's hand but it sure made a great bonding time for both. they were both decorating, well, mostly ______ just in time for johnny to come home tomorrow. after taking an afternoon nap with margo nestled between her chest, ______ woke up to the sound of her phone pinging.

4 text messages for johnny

[11:00am] hi babe, how are you both doing?

[11:10am] we just wrapped up the show, u 2 must be asleep rn hahaha

[11:15am] anyways, i got my 2 best girls gifts 💗 i love you both

[11:20am] we're otw to the airport in a few mins, cant wait to come home soon. i'll be there before you know it! <3

_______ smiled at her phone upon seeing his texts. she was counting down the hours until he gets home. margo too, noticed her mom smiling and just babbled with another grin. "daddy's coming home tomorrow bub!" she picked her up and cooed as margo's reddish cheeks lit up. margo was the perfect mix of her parents, she has her dad's smile, lips, and nose and her mom's eyes.

[tuesday, 2:00pm]

_______ was preparing food for johnny, just a small cooking of his favorite dishes he's grown to love when she cooked it. by the time she was done, she already had margo in her arms and was giddy to see her dad. _______ could hear keys fumbling from outside which made her heart beat faster like the first time johnny introduced himself to her. no matter how many times she woke up next to him or walked into their door after a long day at the studio or from dance practice, even after touring, she still felt sparks fly. not a day goes by she was always falling in love with her husband harder and harder every minute. the door opened, johnny stood with his luggage and bag across his body wearing a black and white knitted sweater with his flared sweatpants and looked cozy as ever.

"i'm home, honey" he smiled, pulling his wife and kid into a hug. ______ stood on her tippy toes placing a quick kiss on his lips. "babe, margo and i did something for you." she softly said as they both sat down. his luggage and bag now in the corner of the living room. johnny picked up his kid and was playing with her and handed her a gift which was a medium-sized teddy bear. "see margo, whenever i'm away you can just hug this so i'm always with you okay?" he said fondly and she melted at the sight of them bonding. the afternoon went by a breeze eating a heartily meal and talking just about everything.

[8:00pm]

as _______ was getting ready for bed, johnny came up from behind giving her a back hug. "is she asleep already?" she asked and he just hummed in agreement against the crook of her neck. "hmm...that means we can try the gift i bought then?" you feel him smirk which made you turn to him up front. he walked over to the bed and sat on its edge to reach for a small, red, expensive box with a ribbon around it. he then handed it to her, still standing in front of him anticipating what was inside the box. johnny pulled her down to his lap to sit on, feeling his growing boner underneath her bare ass. "open it, princess... it's all for you," he said, leaning in to kiss her cheek. _______ hitched a breath as she opened the box, where a silver vibrator was sitting in its case. gleaming under the warm light of the bedside lamp. "babe... oh wow," she gasped at the unexpected gift, turning to him and locking lips with johnny. he then cupped her face as she started grinding harder against him, desperate to feel his cock inside her. "i know you would love it," he smirked as he flipped her over so he'd be on top. johnny began to fondle her tits through her (his) shirt as she started to moan begging to be touched. he slowly pulled off the shirt on her and latched his lips onto her nipple as the other hand began to massage and fondle the other one. his tongue rubbing circles and figure eights on it.

"you look so fucking gorgeous begging for me," he said in between breaths. "johnny, please i need you down there," she pleaded giving him soft doe eyes. "gotta be clearer with your words princess..." he mischievously said, starting to rub her wetness through her shorts. "daddy....please..need you to fuck my pussy...put a baby in me..." she desperately begged between cries of pleasure, cheeks flushed. johnny loved seeing her be this submissive all for him, her pleas made him smirk and with this, he pulled down her shorts, the wet slick glistening against her pussy as johnny rubbed his middle finger through her dripping core. "you like this, slut? just so good for me, so desperate for my fingers and cock." he said in a dark yet sultry tone while he inserted two fingers which elicited a moan from her as he began to also rub the sensitive bud of her clit with his thumb. while scissoring his fingers inside her, he went down on her.

face coming in contact with her core and started to eat her out while fingering her. "babe...i'm fucking close...please..." she whined. "you don't get to cum until i say so princess..." he said, coming up from eating her out. the lack of contact making her beg for more, johnny then reached for the box where the vibrator was and took it out as he turned it on the low setting. "tell me if the vibrator hurts okay? i'll stop if it does." he says gently kissing her forehead as he started to rub it against her clit. she let out a loud moan at the sensation, screams and whines begging for more. she was nearing her high when all of a sudden johnny turned off the vibrator, covered in her slick. "daddy...please i've been good let me cum...." she begged with tears filling her eyes at the mix of pleasure and pain. feeling the knot in her stomach gradually loosen, johnny then pulled off his boxers. his cock rock hard, long, and girthy.

no matter how many time she got fucked by him, his size is something she could never get used to. johnny was huge in every sense of the word and it definitely worked in both their favors in the bedroom. he then rubbed the tip of his dick through her slit, aching and begging for him to just put it inside of her. johnny hissed at the contact, it had been too long...way too fucking long for both of them since they made love like this. "johnny...please put it in..." she whined once more before he gently inserted his length slowly pounding into her. the stretch stung at first but it felt so good. as he held the small of her back to sit her up, johnny grabbed the vibrator once more and set it on the medium setting as he rubbed it up against her swollen clit. as his thrusts got faster, she cried out moans of pleasure screaming his name.

"daddy...oh my god...please...harder" she moaned while johnny just smirked saying "there's no god here baby, it's only me." while staring straight into her eyes, all fucked out with a cockdrunk gaze. johnny switched the vibrator to its highest setting and ______ was seeing stars at how good it felt as her husband was fucking his dick into her and not long after she felt her release washing over her. "fuck...always so tight around me, i'm cumming..." johnny gritted through his teeth as she nibbled on the skin of his collarbone suppressing her moans not to wake their daughter up or the neighbors for that matter. "princess, i wanna hear you...don't hide from daddy," he said, thrusting harder and sloppier as _______ felt his dick touch her cervix. she pulled away from his collarbone and kept moaning and screaming in pure bliss. ________ felt a different wave of climax over her, "johnny, more please...i'm close...let me cum," she pleaded, "i'm close too princess..." he said as let go. "baby, i didn't know you were a squirter," he smiled in awe looking down at the mess of a puddle she made on their bedsheet. with this, she was too fucked out and just let johnny hold her in his strong, toned arms for a while until johnny got up to get a hand towel to wipe both of themselves.

"you were so hot squirting, babe. i wanna make you do that again." he said, kissing her inner thighs before actually wiping the dried cum off her.

after cleaning up, the couple dozed off to sleep not long after whispering i love you's and laughters in between the sheets that were only covering their naked bodies tangled in one another. johnny wouldn't have it any other way having _____ be this delicate asleep in his arms.

#johnny nct smut #johnny suh #johnny nct fluff #johnny nct imagines #nct 127 #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 fics #johnny suh x reader #nct 127 x reader

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celebrating lunar new year | x.dj

chinese title: 过年 (guò nián). read the chinese version here!

featuring: childhood friend!xiaojun x hendery’s younger sister!reader (all dialogue is in cantonese)

summary — xiao dejun completely lost contact with you, his first love, when he moved to korea to become a trainee. this year, he's back in china to receive an award, and he sends a red packet to you with your brother as a messenger, with a note inside telling you where to meet him. when you see him again, you realise nothing and everything has changed, all at once.

word count: 1556 words

author's note: happy lunar new year! this is my first time writing a piece in chinese (the piece was originally written in chinese and then translated to english), so if there are any weird grammar quirks please forgive me 🙏 wishing you good health and smooth sailing ahead! 🧧

note 2: also this was based off the tencent entertainment awards but i realised uhh hendery wasn’t there ?? it was winwin all along ?? anyway no way im changing this after writing it so pretend hendery was there instead of ww

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The door creaks open, and you hear someone carefully locking it, and the sound of shoes shuffling on the floor. It's already midnight, how could there be guests coming over? you wonder. You get out of your bedroom, and see that the "guest" is, as a matter of fact, your beloved brother.

"You're finally home!" you cry out, collapsing into your older brother's arms in unspeakable happiness. Hendery has left China to be an idol for more than eight years now, and besides Lunar New Year, he's usually too busy with work to come home to visit. Due to the COVID-19 pandemic, the last time he came back to China was three years ago.

He rubs your back comfortingly, ruffling your hair. "Bet you weren't expecting me, huh?"

You nod. "Did you tell Ba and Ma that you were coming home? If they had known, they definitely would have insisted on fetching you from the airport."

Hendery smiles softly. "Yeah, I knew they'd do that, so I didn't tell them. I was planning to give them a surprise this time."

Watching his familiar expression, you find that you've missed your brother. You've missed his mischievous, laugh-inducing antics, and the times when he's nicer to you as well. You really wish he could stay a little longer.

"Actually..." Hendery hesitates for a bit, and you feel your heart plummet from the top floor of the building as you watch him anxiously. What on earth could have made him come home so suddenly, at such a late hour?

"Actually, I have to leave again quite early tomorrow morning. There's no way I can come with you to visit our relatives. I've been very busy with work lately, and this time, I'm in China to receive an award, not for a holiday. Tell Ba and Ma 'Happy New Year' for me, okay?"

You can't hide your disappointment, and a few tears silently roll down your cheeks.

"Okay," you say, nodding your head determinedly. Hendery has come home, this in itself is a good thing, you tell yourself. Don't cry!

Hendery hugs you tightly. "I'll sleep in the living room tonight. If you don't see me in the morning, you'll know I've left for work."

"Then... when will you come back again?"

"I don't know yet. But I promise I'll come back to visit you as soon as possible, alright?"

You raise your pinky finger. "Promise?"

He nods assuredly, hooking his pinky with yours. "Promise."

—

The next day, you wake up early on purpose. At 3.30 am in the morning, you blink the sleep away from your eyes, slowly sitting up in your bed. Your bedroom is as dark as ink, without a single sliver of light. You hear a sound coming from outside your door, informing you that your brother has just awoken as well. You quickly get dressed, getting out of your room.

Hendery doesn't dare to use the flashlight on his phone to shine light on his luggage as he rummages through it, clearly looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" you ask curiously.

"My toothbrush, of course! What else could I be looking for?"

You sigh in exasperation. "Men." You kneel down next to him, turning his shoulders towards the toilet as you suggest that he goes to change first. At the same time, you'll help him look for his toothbrush, and he can just use the toothpaste you have in your house.

"Sure." With this singular syllable, Hendery takes his clothes to the toilet to get changed.

You roll your eyes, and easily find Hendery’s toothbrush in his luggage. After he’s brushed his teeth, he runs his hand through his hair, smoothing it down. He’s packed his things and is ready to go when his eyes widen, having just remembered something.

“Oh, right, Dejun said to give you this.” Hendery hands you a red packet. “I told him not to, but he insisted, so I have no choice but to give you one as well.” He places yet another red packet on your palm.

“Okay. Please thank him for me.”

“Then… Wishing you good health and success. Take care of yourself, you hear me?”

“You too,” you tell him. It’s always been Hendery that doesn’t sleep enough, yet he’s always the one reminding you to take care of yourself whenever he sees you. Hendery doesn’t know how to take care of himself, but he cares for everyone else without fail.

Once he’s left, you impatiently open the red packet. But what interests you isn’t the sum of money inside it, rather, it’s the note that’s left inside the red packet. Seeing the neat, even script, you immediately recognise it as Dejun’s handwriting. Your name is written on one side of the paper, and there’s writing on the other side.

I’m finally back in China. Missed me? Hendery said he’d give this red packet to you, so I believe today should be the day we’re receiving a prize. I’d like to invite you to come. The address is written below. If anyone asks, probably my manager, tell him I was the one that invited you. See you soon!

You hesitate for a second, but the decision isn’t hard to make. There can’t be any unimaginable consequences, anyway, right?

—

You’ve never known what regret is. Your entire life is built upon decisions you’ve made by yourself, and your brother has always told you not to regret your choices. If you regret something that you’ve done before, then you shouldn’t have done it in the first place. You’ve lived by these words ever since he first said them to you.

But when you see Dejun again after all those years, you think you finally know what the word “regret” entails.

He’s taller than you, and he’s grown more muscular as well. Despite this, his resplendent smile and mellifluous voice hasn’t changed at all. Your name falls from his lips, full of questions, fear buried in the dulcet tones of his voice.

You freeze, staring at him blankly. When you’ve recovered, you smile tentatively, trying to dissipate the tension in the air. “Dejun-kor.”

“Happy New Year,” he offers.

“You too.”

“Long time no see, you’ve changed plenty.”

“Long time no see. You… haven’t changed one bit.” His cheeks flush at your words, eyes lighting up, and he takes two large steps towards you, enveloping you in a warm embrace.

Suddenly, you see Hendery’s silhouette. You push Dejun away, as if scalded by his touch.

“Little fool! What are you doing here?” You cast a frantic glance at Dejun, mouth opening and closing like a fish in water, but no sound escapes your lips. How should you explain this?

“I asked her to come.” Dejun’s words turn Hendery’s attention from you to himself, and Hendery’s gaze turns from amused to stormy.

He roughly grabs Dejun by the collar. Dejun flails in his grasp, fighting to pry himself from Hendery’s strong grasp. “What are you doing? It’s not like that! I just invited to come watch our awards ceremony. I didn’t do anything to her!”

Hendery’s expression remains upset, steam billowing from his ears, but he lets go of Dejun. He doesn’t even look at you when he asks, “Is he telling the truth?”

“Yes. You shouldn’t make a racket here, there’re too many people around. Why don’t you talk it out without fighting?” You try to suggest.

Hendery takes a deep, long breath. He glares at Dejun, spitting out the words, “Fine. Go on, what were you trying to do?”

“I just wanted to see her again. She may be your sister, but she was—is—also my friend. Since none of us is spending the new year with our family, I wanted to at least spend it with someone aside from just ourselves. Is there anything wrong with me inviting her to come watch us?”

Hendery may be rash and hot-tempered, but he’s not unreasonable. He knows that what Dejun is saying makes sense, so he says nothing, storming off unhappily. Dejun turns towards you with a sheepish look on his face, about to apologise, when you cut him off.

You pat his shoulder comfortingly, saying, “It’s not your fault. Hendery’s just like that.” Before he can respond, you catch sight of Kun’s outstretched hand, and take it, introducing yourself.

“Sorry, we have to rush off. It’s almost our turn to go onstage. See you later!” He says, and you wave at their disappearing backs.

—

When you woke up that morning, you never would have thought that today would go the way that it went. You were so grateful that you were able to meet Xiaojun and Kun, not to mention being able to have a reunion dinner with them. Sitting in front of that table, watching them crack unintentional jokes as they happily ate their food, you found that you enjoyed it very much.

Kun was the first to stand and say goodbye to you, followed by your brother. Dejun was last, holding you close to him as he whispered in your ear. “When I saw that you had come, I felt indescribably happy. If there’s ever a chance, I’d really like to spend another Lunar New Year with you.”

His words rendered you speechless, unable to do anything but tightly hug him, whispering “thank you” over and over again.

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vexic929 · 3 months

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Ooh how about “tears of fear” or “trying to wake them up” for Beth & Barry?

angst tiiime!

"tears of fear" from Bad Things Happen Bingo info on Beth here

"Bethy, go back to sleep." Barry whispered as he felt a tug on his pajama top. He'd crept out of his room to see what was happening downstairs after the water in his fishtank had started…floating. It was weird. And now, looking down the stairs, there was a lot of light but it didn't seem like it was coming from the TV.

Beth rubbed her eyes and clung to his arm, her other arm wrapped firmly around her worn stuffed hedgehog toy, the purple bandaid she'd put on its nose hanging on by a thread. "I'm thirsty." She said back quietly.

"I'll go get you some water-" Barry started but Beth whined.

"No, I wanna go with you!"

"Shh!" Barry shushed her, resisting the urge to put his hand over her mouth. She'd just lick him if he did. Gross. "Fine, but be quiet, 'kay Bethy?" Barry said with a sigh. He grabbed his sister's hand and led her down the stairs, careful not to make too much noise.

But when they reached the main floor, Barry couldn't help but approach the living room instead of going towards the kitchen. His mother sat in the middle of the floor, looking terrified, surrounded by flashing red and yellow lights like some sort of weird tornado.

"Mom!" Barry blurted in a panic, barely catching Beth before she ran forward.

"Mommy!" Beth wriggled and thrashed in Barry's arms, causing Barry to stumble back with her in his attempts to keep her safe.

"Barry, don't! Don't let him touch you, don't let him touch Beth!" His mother screamed.

"Mom!"

"Nora!" Their father was suddenly in front of them, pushing them back further, behind him.

"Stay back!" Nora screamed, barely audible over the racket surrounding her.

"Nora! Hold on!" Their father called before turning to Barry and Beth. "Take your sister somewhere safe! Run, Barry, run!"

Before Barry could respond, in a flash of yellow light, he and Beth were on the damp, quiet, dark street, still in only their pajamas. "Dad? Mom?" Barry called.

He heard a soft whimper and, when he looked back, Beth was sitting on the ground with her face buried in her hedgehog plushie's fur. "Bethy?" He asked gently, sitting next to her. She was quiet for a few moments before she lifted her head to look at him. Her cheeks were wet with tears and she looked terrified. He immediately pulled her into a hug. "It's okay, Bethy. It's okay. We're gonna be okay." He shushed her, rubbing her back comfortingly.

"I want mommy and daddy." She sobbed. "And I'm- still- thirsty!" She wailed between hiccoughs. "And-and- what if the…the scary lights come after us again? I thought lights scare monsters!" She cried, burying her face back in his pajama shirt.

"It's okay, Bethy. I'll protect you. The lights are gone now." Barry assured her, using his sleeve to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. "Dad'll come get us soon." He lied. In reality, he had no idea what was happening. But he needed to keep Beth calm and safe.

"Promise?" She asked, her voice small and shaky. She looked up at him with her big hazel eyes, filled with fear and uncertainty.

"I promise." He replied, holding out his pinky. With a small hiccough, she wrapped her little finger around his and he squeezed it tight.

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koutarostiddies · 2 years

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What If...? Pt. 2

Nishinoya and you are best friends and never once questioned anything about your friendship, until a series of questions ended up turning your friendship on it’s head. This will be a multi part fic since it got a bit long. In case anyone is wondering when it's not reader addressing him, I think it's less confusing reading 'Noya' instead of 'Yuu' when the sentence has 'you' in it as well. So for consistency I will do the same for the other characters.

CW: Mentions of cheating, nothing in depth. Here comes the smut. Female reader. Oral (f!receiving), penis in vagina sex, cum eating (Yuu has no qualms about it)

PT 1.

"What if we have sex?" Was this going to be a new pattern for him? Was he always going to spring these questions on you before leaving the country? You supposed it was to avoid any awkwardness if there was a rejection or if things simply didn't work out, but there was also that small chance that maybe every time he was set to leave he wanted a little bit more from you.

"Ok, but promise me it won't be weird, that it won't affect our friendship," was once again the answer you gave.

It's not like you said yes out of pity – you said yes because since he had left after your first kiss you had started to wonder how it would be if you crossed that line as well. You supposed that if it wasn’t weird after the kiss how weird could it be if you had sex?

"Promise," he smiled as he held out his pinky waiting for you to hook yours around it. As soon as you did he pulled you onto his lap. "Promise I'll make it worth it." Noya was never one to break a promise. His hands were on your hips as he dragged you over his lap. He gently peppered kisses along your neck as he bucked into you. You knew you weren’t going to leave his place without a few marks to commemorate the line you crossed that night. His hand slipped under your shirt and with practiced precision your bra had been unhooked.

“You’re quite good with your hands,” you chuckle.

“I’ve had some practice,” he looked up at you scanning your face for any sign of discomfort or regret.

“Lucky girls.”

“So are you,” he added.

Before you knew it you back hit his mattress and he was on top of you. Both of your clothes were scattered across his bedroom floor. Everything moved so quickly, barely giving you time to process just exactly what was happening. One moment you were watching a movie, then you started to kiss so you supposed that was the next logical step. But was it really; how far into this hole did you both dig yourselves into?

You didn’t know what you were expecting when it came to sex with Noya. For so much of your lives Noya was the energetic friend everyone had. He was loud, aggressive, confident and always had your back. So it wasn’t a stretch to think that during sex he’d be confident, go hard and be focused on you. But what you didn’t expect was how featherlight his touches would be. How each gentle stroke from his fingers would leave you a panting mess. How each small circle he traced onto your skin left such a searing heat in its wake. Each small kiss he planted on the bare expanse of your body fanned the flames of passion within you. You found yourself begging him to just fuck you, to skip the teasing and get on with it.

“You’ve clearly never had a partner that focused on you,” he remarked as he kissed his way in between your legs.

“Yuu, I just–I can’t wait any longer, ok?” You turned your head in embarrassment, your body taking on a very faint hint of red when you heard his chuckle. He could’ve teased you for how coy yet desperate you were at that moment. How your body trembled at his every touch, but he wanted the only sounds coming from you to be those of pleasure.

You let out a loud gasp when you felt his hot tongue press against your clit. Immediately your fingers were tightening around his hair as his lips wrapped around your hardening bud. “Shit, Yuu.” You met his intense gaze as he started to slip in a finger past your wet folds. “You’re so wet already,” he said, placing small kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“I’m pretty sure it’s because I have someone that knows what he’s doing between my legs.”

“Maybe he’s just eager to please,” he smiled up at you before slipping in another finger.

Torture. It was a mix of teasing, torture and pure bliss that whole night. You never thought of Noya in a sexual light, but you were certain that after tonight there was no way you’d ever see him in any other way. It wasn’t just how deft he was with his fingers, or how hungry and passionate his kisses were, but the moment his cock pushed past your walls you were certain you saw heaven.

Maybe it was the build up to it all, all the teasing, the orgasm denial, the little jokes in between to calm you down, but you were certain you had never cum so hard and so often in your life. He wouldn't tell you–not so soon at least that that night was the best sex he had ever had with anyone. Noya liked to tease that it was because he was so skilled but the both of you knew it was much more than that.

He stayed inside you until he softened. Truth be told he would've liked to stay in until he was hard again, but he was too sensitive for another round and from the looks of it, so were you. He pulled out at a painstakingly slow pace and watched with a faint sense of pride as a mix of your juices dripped down onto your sheets. He ran his finger along your slit, collecting the remnants that dared escape you. It was warm and slippery, the evidence of the passion you shared so tangible and on his fingers.

"Yuu?" You grew nervous with each passing second. Did he regret the encounter after he adamantly promised that it wouldn't ruin anything? He brought his finger to his lips and sucked off the cum. You began to sit up but he simply placed his hand on your chest and shook his head. "I'm not done with you," his honeyed voice helped to soothe you, yet at the same time it made something tighten in your belly once more. He pulled you closer to him, he was the predator and you his willing prey. He only smirked at you before he ran his tongue over your sweat slicked body before he came back up to capture your swollen lips in his. You tasted him on your tongue, tasted you. He didn't shy away from anything when it came to something he was passionate about. He loved your taste, loved the heady mixture of both of you on his tongue. He'd never forget your taste as long as he lived and he'd cherish every opportunity he had to have you cumming on his tongue.

Your intense session ended with something more intimate, almost loving, but that was just you being hopeful you supposed. His fingers once more traced little patterns on your hot body. You laughed once you realized he was tracing his name over your hips.

"Your mine now. I've claimed you," he partially teased.

"I've always been yours. We're inseparable, remember?" You were both toeing a dangerous line. Skirting around your feelings, in denial of what would follow–what could possibly follow.

With a quick kiss to your lips, Noya broke the spell you both found yourselves under. “Are you able to make it to the bathroom if I start a bath for you? Or do you want me to carry you bridal style to the tub?” He laughed as you rolled your eyes.

“Give me a few minutes and I think I’ll be able to make it.” You weren’t.

Noya carried you to the bathroom, teasing you about looking like a baby deer trying to stand for the first time.

“Shut up, it’s your fault. The least you could do is carry me here.” You rolled your eyes as he sat you down on the edge of the tub.

“You want me to stay and help you wash up?”

“I’m not that bad off, Yuu.”

“Whatever you say, y/n.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead and started to get up when he felt your hand on his wrist.

“Stay.” You ended up having sex once more.

The next morning you drove him to the airport. The ride wasn’t awkward, you had supposed after months of making out you had just accepted that a line was crossed and you might as well go with the flow. But in the absence of awkwardness grew something else, something more intimate.

“So when will I see you next?” You looked down at your interlocked fingers. It was getting harder and harder to say good-bye to your friend and you were beginning to think it was only you who was being plagued with the yearning that would accompany his absence.

“When I land I can always do a video call.”

“That’s not what I meant.” You hated that you were starting to sound like a girlfriend after just promising him that morning that the previous night didn’t change anything. You looked up at him as he thought it over. “Shouldn’t be too long this time. Might be my last trip; at least my last trip on my own.” He squeezed your hand before pulling you closer. “Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone. I won’t be here to carry you to the bathroom.” He laughed as you slapped his arm.

“‘m gonna miss you, Yuu.”

“Yeah, I’ll be back before you know it.” You hummed as you felt his hand move to your neck before he pulled you in for a kiss. His kiss was different, not bad nor distant, just different. There was a longing in it; it lingered on your lips as if it was going to be the only thing of his you’d be able to hold onto until he returned.

Your phone calls lessened in frequency as the holiday approached. You knew you’d at least have Golden Week off, but it was the weeks that led up to it that were driving you insane. Despite all the craziness you managed to find yourself a boyfriend, but it wasn’t the same. He wasn’t Noya. You tried to avoid the subject but Tanaka, ever the best friend to Noya, let it slip after an especially long conversation about you.

This was the shortest of Noya’s trips so far. A month after you had last talked he was back home, or rather in your apartment. He didn’t tell you, at least not right away, that he came back so soon because Tanaka had mentioned that your boyfriend had cheated on you. It was true that his first instinct was to grab Tanaka and hunt down this asshole and kick his ass, but he knew you’d be upset – mostly because you weren’t invited, so he decided against it. Besides, he wanted to spend time with you. What kind of friend would abandon someone so important to him when they needed him the most?

Noya spent the week with you. You started to piece everything together and as much as you wanted to yell at Tanaka for not minding his own business you were thankful to have Noya back. Everything went back to normal in no time. Once again you were inseparable. No one would see the one without the other and if they did immediate concern would follow. You made sure to go to all the get-togethers with your old high school friends if only to piss off Tsukki each time you and Noya kissed. No one said anything, they didn’t have to, they just waited. Everyone waited for the two of you to finally realize that it wasn’t just the kissing and sex you had both longed for.

When you were finally ready to open up to him about what happened with your ex, Noya reached for your hand and kissed it. He pulled you onto his lap and let you cry into his shoulder as he comforted you. It wasn’t long after that he sprung another big question on you.

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Pt. 3

#yeah i'm really proud of this one #haikyuu noya #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya yuu x reader #nishinoya yuu smut #nishinoya x reader smut #hq smut #haikyuu #hq writing #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #what if...?

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Pumpkin.. Im growing extra teeth but this one is bad.. It's on the top of my mouth at the very back, and a new part of it is coming in and.. I felt it.. My gums are moving! :( I'm really scared it's infected and I'll need surgery..

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Sorry if your uncomfy with this..

─•~❉᯽❉~•─

hihi lil bug’ 🌼

hey, hey, breath for me okay?

big deep breath in & deep breath out <3.

first thing we're not going to do is panic- because panic doesn't get us anywhere does it? it just makes us feel all icky and gross. the second thing we're going to do is tell an adult & see if you can get a dentist appointment as soon as possible, the quicker you act- the better you'll feel.

something i wiill promise is the fact that you're going to be just fine, okay? i pinky promise that <3.

we'll wait and see what the results say first before we do anything else, okay? do you think you can be brave and tell your parent(s) you're hurting? hm?

i'm sure you can, because you're a super brave lil bug!

big hugs love, you've got this <3.

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whatawonderfulexistence--blog · 1 year

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Dances In The Moonlight (Falk Maria Schlegel x GN! Reader) - Part VII

WARNINGS: This chapter gets pretty angsty at the end so... I'm sorry. Being chased, thoughts and discussions of potential death, mention of scars and burns, arguing, lying, reader being anxious at the beginning, NOT A/B/O, human things but Falk is a scary monster sometimes, mostly fluff until the end

Part VI - Part VIII

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You jolted up when you woke up and didn't remember where you were the next morning. You looked around the room, eyes eventually landing on Falk who was still asleep next to you in bed, his light snoring threatening to tear a giggle from you. Your shifting must have been enough to wake him up. He rolled over to face you, a sleepy smile on his lips. "Well, this is definitely a nice sight to wake up to." His voice was deeper than normal, raspy and thick with sleep as he spoke. "I'm sorry I didn't take you back to your room, I didn't want to wake you."

"It's alright, I just hope it didn't bother you having to share your bed." You settled back down under the covers, Falk's hand coming to rest on your waist as you both took a moment to just look at each other. The sun was just starting to rise, bathing the room in a warm golden light. You both jumped at a gentle knock on his door, he groaned as he got up to answer it.

"Charles, good morning." He greets him jovially.

"Oh, I'm sorry, were you still sleeping? You're not usually in bed this late." You couldn't help but giggle at his frantic tone. Charles' head poked in the room at the sound, "oh, good morning (Y/N)." He gives you a small wave. "Am I interrupting something? I can always come back."

"No, you're fine, don't worry." Falk laughs. "We both just dozed off last night." He shoots you a wink over his shoulder, causing you to blush. He steps out in the hall so the two of them could talk, coming back a few moments later and rejoining you in bed.

"Everything okay?" You ask with a hint of concern in your voice.

"Yeah, just final preparations for the ritual, nothing to worry about." He gives you a reassuring smile.

"Oh yeah, that's tomorrow isn't it?" He nods with an affirming hum. You sigh, moving closer to him so you could snuggle into his chest. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you in close with a kiss on the top of your head. "Promise me you're going to be alright." You didn't like not knowing what these rituals entailed, you had no concept of how safe they actually were.

"Schatz, I've been doing these rituals monthly for decades, I'll be just fine." His hand slips underneath your shirt, his fingers warm against your bare skin. "You're not getting rid of me anytime soon, I promise." He jokes, attempting to lighten the mood. You both reluctantly left the warmth the covers provided to start your day. You remained in a state of unease as you thought about tomorrow. You felt like you were in a fog, repeatedly telling yourself over and over again that things were going to be fine. You were just being paranoid because you loved him… you loved him. The realization hit you like a punch to the chest. You looked up at the man by your side as the two of you walked and you couldn't figure out why it had taken you so long to realize. That everburning feeling of want in your chest, it was for him. You hadn't realized you were staring, "everything okay, Liebling?"

"Yeah, just thinking, sorry." He reached out and took your hand in his, soothingly rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. He sighs, pulling you to the side of the busy hallway. "Let me do something for you tonight, help you get your mind off of things for a little while." He gently cradled your face in his hands, one of them falling away to hold out a pinky. You laughed, hooking your finger with his as you shook on a promise. "I'll come get you at 8 sharp." You looked at that bright infectious grin and just for a moment you felt like everything was going to be okay. Falk really did have this uncanny ability to take all your worries away with a single look.

"I can't wait." He gives you a kiss on the cheek, the two of you hurrying down to the chapel for mass. Falk kept his promise, 8 o'clock on the dot there was a knock on your door. He stood before you with a blanket draped over his arm, a bottle of champagne in his hand. A smile instantly formed on your face, "what's all this for?"

"I may or may not have set something up in the courtyard." He holds out his free hand to you, a gesture you quickly accept. You watch his brows furrow as the two of you make your way outside. "Well, it was a nice night." He trails off for a moment before giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "I was going to take you stargazing." You trail behind him to where he had a place for both of you to sit already set up, two champagne flutes and some of your favorite snacks ready for you to enjoy.

"This is still perfect… I'm with you, that's all that matters." He smiles down at you. The two of you sat and talked about anything you could think of, it felt nice being with someone who understood you so well. The champagne left you in a state of dizzying euphoria as you laid on the blanket at his side.

"How's your ankle feeling?" You let your head lull to the side, your nose bumping against his causing you to giggle. The first drop of rain hit your face but you were too lost in his eyes to care.

"Still a little sore, but better." The rain rapidly picked up. Falk stood, helping you up. Before he had the chance to drag you inside you tugged his body back to yours. He chuckles as his arm slipped around your waist, the two of you swaying in tandem to invisible music as the rain soaked you both. He walked you through a spin, dipping you low. As you came back up his lips found yours, hand cupping the side of your face as the other remained wrapped tightly around your waist. Your arms slid over his shoulders, pulling him as close to you as possible as you tried your hardest to memorize this feeling. After you had parted he rested his forehead against yours, both of you flustered smiles and nervous laughs. "That was nice."

"There's plenty more where that came from." He laughs as he pulls you into another soft yet passionate kiss. You found yourself back in his room that night, the two of you holding each other close. Your conversation passed in hushed whispers, like you were sharing a secret meant for only you and him. You woke up to him getting out of bed the next morning, a gentle kiss to your forehead as he spoke in a hushed tone. "I'll be back in a couple hours, I have an early meeting." His thumb gently stroked your cheek, you lifted yourself up just enough to give him one sleepy kiss before rolling over and cuddling into the blankets. You hear him chuckle as he stands, your actions too adorable for words in his eyes. You woke up just as he was getting back.

"Good morning." You prop yourself up on your elbows.

"Good morning, Schatz." He greets you with a small smile. You notice how stiff and pained his movements seem as he moves to sit on the edge of the bed. Seeing your concerned expression he tries to reassure you. "I'm alright, just woke up a little sore." He pulls you close to him, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “I unfortunately am going to be occupied with meetings all day, I probably won’t get to see you until tomorrow.” You lay your head in his lap, reaching up to caress his face.

“That’s alright, I figured you would be busy” You sigh, taking in as much of this moment as you could. "Promise you’ll be safe?”

“I promise, Schatz.” You sit up, gaze landing on his lips. He smirks, fingers tangling in your hair as he kisses you deeply. After you reluctantly parted ways you decided to head down to the library to try and keep your mind off things. Even though you had slept in this morning you still felt exhausted, sitting on your usual couch as you skimmed through page after page, you were finding it hard to keep yourself awake. You laid back against the pillows, figuring it wouldn't hurt to rest your eyes for a couple minutes. When you woke up again the room was pitch black. Your heart immediately began to race as you hurried from the library. You weren't supposed to be out here and the strange, malefic aura that had fallen over the Abbey wasn't helping your nerves. You froze at the sound of a deep, guttural growl coming from the other end of a darkened hallway. The hair on the back of your neck prickled, all of your senses on high alert. Red eyes flashed at you from the blackness, causing you to sprint in any direction that would get you away from whatever that thing was.

You started muttering phrases in Latin as you ran, prayers to a god that you weren't even sure you believed in to keep you safe. It was evident from your first day at the Abbey, a firm rule in the church that on ritual nights anyone not in the high clergy was supposed to remain in their rooms behind locked doors. A rule you should have adhered to. You crashed through the chapel door, looking for anywhere to hide. You thought you had lost whatever was chasing you. Your eyes darted to the closet door that stood ajar by the confessionals, rushing into it and closing the door behind you. Your eyes widened at the sound of the chapel door creaking open. You felt the bead of sweat trickle down your temple, your whole body shaking. You had a hand clamped over your mouth to try and muffle the sounds of your frantic breathing, pressing yourself as far back into the closet you had fled into for shelter as possible. The heavy footfalls of the beast that was hunting you echoed through the empty chapel. You should have listened to him, you should have just gone back to your room. The silver chain of the necklace Falk had gifted you was ice cold against your skin, shaky fingers desperately grasped at the cross that laid against your chest. As every step grew closer to your hiding place the urge to run only grew stronger. There was no way you would be able to escape from this room before that beast caught you, your only saving grace was the fact you had a head start on it from the moment it first laid its eyes on you. The reality of this was you had nowhere to run and it was only a matter of time until it found you. You internally cursed yourself for disobeying orders. So many thoughts raced through your mind; there were so many places you had never gotten to go, dreams you never got to live out, feelings you never got to express. It was all going to be ripped away from you in an instant. You were never going to see Falk again. You were plunged into darkness as the creature blocked the sliver of light that streamed in through the crack in the closet door. The moment the door flew open you fell to your knees, knowing this would be the end. Nothing could have prepared you for the sight you were met with. Blood red eyes locked on your shaking frame, fangs gleamed in the light of the full moon as the beast's lip was pulled back in a threatening display. The tears you had been fighting against so hard fell onto your cheeks, streaming rivers down your face. The cross you still clutched in your fist was your only sense of hope in your final moment. You held it out in front of you, the beast's hot breath burning your skin as you fought against your every instinct. The monster's stance waivered, the matted locks of fur swaying on its body in its moment of hesitation. You pushed the cross at it with more fervor causing it to take a single step back. It almost seemed to be afraid of it. You pushed forward once more, the beast turning and running off with a snarl. You felt lightheaded, the adrenaline stored in your body wearing off rapidly. You leaned back against the wall, unwilling to move from your position due to both the fact you had no energy left to spare and that the monster you had just come face to face with was still out there. You didn't leave that closet for the rest of the night, the smallest sound causing your guard to raise once more. You eventually drifted off just as the first light of day streamed through the stained glass windows. When you woke up next you were in the infirmary room. All five members of the high clergy sat around your bed, Matthew the first one noticing you were awake and offering you a gentle smile. Your head lulled to the side, Falk in the chair next to you. His hands rested over the bridge of his nose, he looked like he was about to be sick.

"Good to see you awake." Attila says softly.

"What happened? What was that thing in the Abbey?" Your voice came out quietly, still too shaken from last night's events. They all exchange a glance between each other.

"Falk, I think it's time the two of you had a talk." The four stand, wishing you well as they leave the two of you alone. You sit up, turning to face him. He couldn't bring himself to look at you and it took you a moment to realize he was fighting back tears that had welled up in his eyes.

"I am so sorry." His voice shook as he spoke. "I should have made sure you were back in your room and none of this would have happened." He wasn't making any sense.

"Did you… bring that thing here?" His eyes finally met yours, his expression completely broken as he looked at your tired face.

"That thing was me." He gives you a disappointed, bittersweet smile. His voice raspy and weak as you watched his composure crack a little more. You didn't know how to feel, a hurricane of emotions inside of you just left you with an overall numbness about the situation.

"That's not possible. That thing out there was a monster." You thought back to the night he had brought you into the ritual room. The claw marks on his chair, the thick scent of musk that you remembered smelling last night as well. He saw realization cross your face.

"The burns on my neck, the scars on my back, the fact we have a ritual every full moon that only a select few people are allowed to attend, none of that seemed strange to you?" There was a newfound sense of bitterness in his voice.

"Of course it did, all of it seemed strange." You stared at your lap, your fists balling up as hurt and anger bubbled up inside your chest. "I was the one stupid enough to believe that you would have told me something as important as this." The first tear slid down your cheek. You stood, grabbing your belongings and preparing to rush out of the room.

"(Y/N)..." His voice broke as he spoke your name. He reached out for you only for you to slap his hands away.

"Don't touch me!" You growled. He jumped back slightly, he had never seen you look at him like that before. Despite the tears that soaked your skin you looked so undeniably angry that he couldn't think of a single thing to say. "The Falk that I know would never have kept something like that from me."

"I was doing it for your own safety-"

"I could have died!" Your voice was now coming out in frantic, strangled sobs. "You've been lying to me about this the entire time I've known you and you're trying to tell me it was for my own safety? If you really cared about my safety… if you really cared about me, you would have just been honest!" You were waiting for comfort you knew wasn't going to come. It couldn't. What else has he been dishonest about? His eyes were trained on the floor, he knew there was nothing he could say right now to fix this. You pushed past him and stormed out of the room, slamming the door to the infirmary behind you.

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Ariana Grande x youtuber!reader

Part 5.5.5 of "positions"

Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 5.5 (1) | 5.5 (2)

AN: this is a super long one

"Soon" turned out to be inaccurate when you were swamped with last-minute filmmaking gigs on top of your personal commitments to your channel. You didn't think twice about accepting all those work offers before Christmas to get as much income as possible to splurge on presents and gain some vacation days for yourself.

Even though you haven't seen each other for almost a month, you made up for it by texting every day. When Ariana discovered the reason for your busy schedule, she forbade you to buy her any presents.

Princess

i want your presence instead

You

Which movie did you steal that line from

Princess

dork

come see me

don't make me wait any longer

You

Yes, your highness

I'll see you on Christmas Eve

Princess

promise?

You

With my pinky

Princess

btw do you have any plans for new year's eve too?

You

Well

Not really

Princess

great

i'm reserving you in advance

You

All yours

Princess

i like the sound of that

As promised, you met Ariana on Christmas Eve. When you arrived at her place, she recited a list of the things she had planned for today (in no particular order):

- Gift giving and receiving (after midnight)

- Make goodies and dessert

- Marathon Christmas movies

- Sing Christmas songs

- Walk the dogs

While deciding on what to do first, you reckoned Ariana had saved the exchanging of presents on Christmas Day itself but you accidentally advanced that plan when you asked if you could borrow a phone charger.

"Oh! Wait here." She instructed you when you were both in the living room. You sat patiently on her couch as she scurried back upstairs. When she came back down, she brought along a horde of dogs in reindeer costumes at her feet and a small ribbon-wrapped black box in her hand. "For you," she handed it to you, biting the inside of her cheeks.

You took it with a grateful smile, already deducing what it was. You made a show of tugging at the ribbon. "May I?"

"Of course, that's the whole point," Ariana exclaimed enthusiastically, watching with bated breath as you opened the box carefully.

A silver power bank lay neatly inside, together with two cables.

"The salesman said it's a bestseller, with its super fast charging. It can also charge wirelessly so you can actually charge two phones at once... I'm rambling, aren't I?" Ariana stopped herself sheepishly, uncharacteristically shy. It was endearing, to say the least.

"No, not at all. You can continue if you want, but I'm already sold." You said.

"Well, um, it also functions as a hand warmer... for your cold hands."

"Thank you, it's the perfect gift." You smiled with appreciation, "I should make full use of it now."

Ariana led you back to a guest room to charge both your phone and the power bank. While you left them to charge, the both of you decided to strike dog walking off the list, since they were already following you two around.

Ariana put on their leashes and handed you Myron's with the explanation of him being comfortable with you. The feeling was mutual.

After making sure everyone was bundled up warmly, the both of you took them outdoors. It was not as cold as you thought, most likely due to the coat Ariana had lent you.

It was fascinating to see Ariana wrestling expertly with a little more than half a dozen of dogs, with them pulling their leashes in different directions enthusiastically. You offered a helping hand regardless, and she passed the smaller dogs to you. They were, for the most part, well-behaved. You let them do whatever they wanted, sniffing around and playing with each other as you made rounds on the estate grounds.

When they had their fill of fun, you went back indoors. Some of the dogs lay down in front of the fireplace immediately, clearly out of energy. You shared a laugh with Ariana at their behaviour, able to relate to their exhaustion after the little excursion. That created the perfect opportunity to strike another item off the list.

While you wanted to help, she shooed you off with the excuse of wanting to keep her hot chocolate recipe a secret. So you sit patiently in front of the fire, enjoying the warmth. After a few minutes, Ariana arrived with steaming mugs, giving one over to you, before taking a seat beside you. You never felt more full, with a delicious drink in hand and a warm feeling in your heart.

The crackling of the wood and the snoring from the dogs almost lulled you to sleep too. It doesn't help that Ariana was snuggled up right beside you.

"Are you sleepy?" You heard Ariana whisper and you smiled at the memory.

"That was supposed to be my line."

Ariana hummed, "We can take a short nap if you are."

You stifled a yawn, replying. "I'm fine, there are still things to do on your list right?"

"Oh right, that reminds me..." You felt Ariana lean away from you as she stood up, before extending her hand to help you up. The both of you move quietly into the kitchen, trying not to wake up the 'babies' from their slumber. "We have to make some food for our guests."

"Our guest?" You questioned while rolling up your sleeves, placing the items she had relayed to you from the fridges onto the kitchen island.

"Yep, my family and some of my friends will be joining us later in the evening."

"Oh okay." While you were questioning more on the word 'our' than who the guests were, you assumed it was just a slip of the tongue. You looked through the ingredients in front of you. "Are you preparing a feast?"

"Nope, I was thinking of cookies and brownies. They'll have dinner before coming over. So we'll have one by ourselves."

You nodded and got ready to bake up a storm. You tied Ariana's apron and she did the same for you, opening up all the ingredient packaging.

After pouring and whisking and kneading for half an hour, the cookies and brownies were safely baking in the oven. Everything went well, and you knew they would turn out alright. However, that cannot be said the same for the kitchen. It looked like a snowstorm had raged in there. Since there was nothing else to do, you began cleaning up. Ariana seemed to have something else in mind when she dragged a finger against a flour-covered countertop. She didn't hide her mirth when she swiped said finger against your cheek, staring at you with those infamous faux innocent eyes as you stood there in shock.

The feeling wore off quickly, replaced by playful vengeance as you wiped your entire palm with flour. You saw those eyes widen at your action. You wasted no time lunging at her.

Ariana's squeal probably echoed throughout the entire estate as she ran away from you. Surprisingly, the dogs did not wake up, which made you think that they were used to it. You ran a little slower to give her a head start, but when she entered the dining room, her pathway was restricted by furniture. She managed to go around the long table before you could reach her, but it didn't matter when you caught her off guard by jumping over it, wrapping one arm around her to prevent her from escaping.

She doesn't try to when you boop her nose with flour, only squirming a little when you traced her eyebrow and the underside of her chin for good measure. You only let up when you're satisfied, sitting on the table behind you to admire your handiwork.

You got a little worried thinking you went too far when she stood there silently.

"Ariana?" You moved off the table, an apology already on your lips. "I'm s-"

Before you could even register, she painted a streak of white on your face again. She ran away laughing, even harder when you shouted indignantly, "Ariana!"

Needless to say, the mess got bigger before it went away. The both of you had to shower when you were finally done with cleaning the kitchen. This time, a simple white pullover and beige pants wait neatly for you on your bed. They fit you well. There were socks too, but you forego them, too used to walking around barefooted. Besides, the floors were mostly carpeted so your feet weren't freezing.

You only recognized that your clothes matched Ariana's when you found her standing outside the door. Her outfit consisted of an off-shoulder wool dress, completed with a ribbon in her hair. She wore thigh-high fur boots, bringing her to your eye level.

"You look nice." You muttered, more to yourself than for her to hear. She picked up on it regardless, beaming at you sweetly.

"Thank you. You clean up well too."

"Have to thank my stylist for that."

You smiled when she threw her head back with laughter. You offered your arm, "Shall we?"

Ariana responded by looping hers around yours, matching your footsteps down the stairs. Back in the kitchen, she ordered dinner for the both of you while you set the table in the dining room. When the delivery man handed you bags and bags of takeout boxes, you realized that she spared no expense for the Christmas feast.

Instead of sitting at the head of the table, the both of you sat at its length, opposite of each other. It's easier to reach for food and to hold a conversation this way. You enjoyed yourself with good food and even better company. The dogs come by to visit, curling around your feet before going on their way.

Time passed quickly without you realizing it. The sound of the doorbell ringing reminded you to wrap up dinner. Ariana stood up, giggling at the way you stuffed your face with one more bite of food. "You don't have to rush, I'll go get the door. We can share the leftovers."

While she went to fetch the guest, you threw away the rubbish and made whatever was left more presentable.

"Baby," You whipped your head around and saw Ariana standing at the door, with a few people standing behind her. "Come meet my friends."

You were thankful to see some familiar faces as you walked closer.

"Hi guys." You waved, recognizing Frankie, Victoria, and Courtney. There were a few of Ariana's friends you haven't officially met, but you knew of them - Tayla Parx, the Social House duo, and Elizabeth Gillies.

"It's nice to meet you." They took turns hugging you.

"Is anyone hungry? We got food, cookies, brownies..." You asked everyone when you moved into the living room, where there were more of Ariana's family members.

There were a few murmurs of "yes", prompting you to get them out of the oven. They were completely cooled and were gone in minutes after you placed them on the table.

When everyone's full, the adults gather to talk among themselves, leaving the "kids" - Ariana, you, and her friends - to do their own thing.

That's how you find yourself sitting in a circle with a board game box in the middle.

"You do know that Monopoly is the number one killer of friendships, right? Followed by Uno." You said to Ariana.

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere so easily. You're stuck with me"

In this instance, you wished that you had met Ariana sooner.

"I'll take your word for it."

Since you guys were playing the Longest Game version of Monopoly, you lost count of how many hours you spent sitting there trying to end the game. Everyone agreed that the one with the most money at the end, when all properties are bought, wins.

The moment Ariana bought the last one (a mistake she doesn't realize that reduced her overall cash in hand), it was down to you and Ariana. Everyone else was bankrupt but stayed around to see the outcome, the showdown between you and Ariana.

"I have 99 dollars, how much do you have?" Ariana says after counting her money.

You make a show of counting the money in your hand. "95... 96... 97... 98..."

Ariana's eyes grew wide when there wasn't any more money to count.

"Oh my god! I won!"

You congratulated her along with everyone else, smiling at how she celebrated - a lot of happy sounds and a little dance.

"Congrats, looks like our friendship is intact."

Ariana smiled even wider than you thought possible as she tackled you in a hug. When you know she isn't looking, you put your money back in the box, including the ones you hid underneath your legs.

You felt a nudge against your ribs. You turned to see Victoria smiling knowingly at you. You returned with a small smile, before bringing your attention back to hugging Ariana.

"What should we do next?" Someone piped out.

You recalled Ariana's list, "How about singing Christmas carols?"

"Let's sing!"

All of you laughed when Ariana and you voiced out the idea. Great minds think alike.

"You guys are so cute," Courtney said. You thank her, relieved that she seemed less wary about you since your first encounter. You understood her protectiveness over Ariana, as you felt the same way too.

Everyone moved into the room where the karaoke machine was. Ariana set up everything expertly, and soon, the house was filled with music. She was having the time of her life, singing and dancing to her heart's content. You laughed along at every endearing antic she pulled, clapping every time she finished a song.

After ten rounds of back-to-back singing, Ariana decided to take a break. Coincidentally, her mother called you guys up for the gift-exchanging event. You gathered around the Christmas tree, where Ariana pulled out neatly wrapped box after box from underneath. She then exchanged them with everyone individually.

While everyone oohed and aahed over their respective presents, you sat there, seeing what they've got. Ariana's friends noticed something amiss. "Did Ariana not give you a gift?" Frankie asked on behalf of the group.

"Oh, she already gave it to me earlier."

You knew they misunderstood when they shot wolfish smiles at you while winking exaggeratedly. "I hope you had returned the favor." They left before you could refute whatever they had imagined.

That reminded you of the packages you have sitting in your bag. "I'll be right back," You announced to whoever was listening. You slipped into your room, switching on the lights to search for Ariana's presents. You found your bag besides the bed and grabbed it. Light footsteps could be heard behind you. You turned around immediately at the sound.

"Ariana! You scared me. What brings you here?"

"I couldn't find you around," She explained simply, before eyeing your bag curiously, "What are you doing up here?"

You zipped open your bag. "I was getting your presents. I know you're into astronomy, so I got you this. But I'm not sure if you already have it..." You pulled out two wrapped packages. "So I got something else just in case."

"This isn't what I meant when I said no presents," Ariana started with a faux scold, "but I'll take them since you already got them. Thank you."

She couldn't hide her excitement when she unwrapped the longer box first, gasping when she found out what it was. "You got me a telescope?"

"Yeah, it uses smart technology, so you can connect it to your phone with an app, and use it like a remote."

"Oh my god, that's amazing." With the way Ariana is bouncing with excitement, the hug she enveloped you was expected. "Can we use it now?"

You laughed softly at her enthusiasm, "You can if you want to, but with the Christmas lights, I think it's too bright to see anything now." You brought her attention to the other box. "But this might make up for it."

It was a star projector, which offered both accurate preset displays of constellations and real-life viewing of the night sky. If you thought Ariana was excited before, she was even more so when she tackled you with yet another hug, pushing both of you onto the bed. She lay partially on top of you, legs tangling with yours as she whispered 'thank you's countlessly into your shoulder. If this was what you received from giving presents, you want to give her whatever she wanted.

You weren't sure how long you stayed in that position, somewhere between a minute and an eternity. For a moment, you assumed she fell asleep. However, her breathing and the way she shifted around indicated otherwise. You were content to just lay there, but you spotted a shadow moving across the hallway. You craned your neck to find Ariana's brother standing at the door.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but Mom wants to say goodbye before we leave."

"Frankie!" Ariana lifted herself off you. You stood up after she did, scratching the back of your neck sheepishly, even though you haven't been doing anything embarrassing. You walked behind the siblings as they made their way toward the living room.

Everyone helped to pick up after themselves before heading home or to another party. You were going to leave as well when your phone told you it was one AM, but Ariana stopped you with a tug on your sleeve.

"You should sleep over for the night." She said all in one breath, inhaling deeply afterward. You had to stop yourself from reaching out to take her hand when she fiddled with her fingers. It was a tempting offer since you don't think finding transport back would be easy at this hour. So you accepted her hospitality.

"Good. Since I have you for New Year's Eve too, you can stay for the week."

"Wow." You supplied, wondering if she had planned this. However, you had other commitments to fulfill. "Uh, I'm not sure I can stay for the entire week. Olivia wants to hang out tomorrow to make up for my not visiting her today.

Ariana sucked her teeth, "Should've put you on a retainer or something."

Though it was muttered, you caught every word. Her mild annoyance amused you more than it should. It's nice to be wanted, after all. She cleared her throat after a moment of silence. "I'll get you some clothes, any preference?"

"Just a shirt and shorts will do, thank you."

"You sure? Don't you want something warmer?"

You shook your head. "I tend to run hot so I'll be fine. Besides, there's a heater here."

"Okay," and with that, she left.

You took the opportunity to freshen up yourself, by quickly showering. You assumed that by the time you were done, there would be something to wear waiting for you on the bed.

So you did not think twice to walk out of the bathroom with just a towel. It just so happens for Ariana to walk into the room with a pile of clothes, one that she almost dropped at the sight of you. Once again, you learned the lesson of what assumptions do to a person.

"Shit, I'm sorry." You apologized quickly, gripping the towel tighter around you.

"No, I should- I mean... Anyway, um- here." She averted her eyes while placing them on the bed, before turning around completely. "I wasn't sure what you'd like, so I got a bunch of shirts with different designs."

While you wanted to appreciate her efforts, the fear of the towel slipping from your grip forced you otherwise, causing you to grab a random one before putting it on hastily in the bathroom.

"I'm done changing." You told Ariana, after making sure you were fully clothed. You hid an amused smile when Ariana turned around slowly, with her eyes peeking from behind her hands.

"That's what you chose?"

You followed Ariana's gaze and looked down at the shirt you were wearing. A full-size picture of her face was printed right in the middle of it.

"Yea, if I get to keep it, I'll probably make bank on eBay." You quipped, making it seem like it was intentional. "Ariana Grande merch shirt, 'hand' touched by the queen herself. An easy grand."

You knew you pulled it off when Ariana laughed contagiously. The laughter died down into a comfortable silence with the both of you looking at each other.

"We should-"

"Do you-" You shared a chuckle again, "Go ahead."

"I was just wondering if you want a drink? I make really good hot chocolate."

"I'll take your word for it."

"Great, give me ten minutes."

"Can I come with you?"

"Oh," Ariana pivoted around with one foot out the door, "Okay."

Your grin matched hers as both of you went into the kitchen. The house was completely opposite at night, quiet and still, besides the both of you tiptoeing around. It's a different kind of beauty, especially with the Christmas lights glowing at their full potential.

Ariana rummaged around quietly to gather the ingredients needed for the drink. As you sat on a bar stool, you were hit with a feeling of familiarity. There was something about food, refrigerator light and Ariana that warmed you up from the inside.

"Here you go. One super duper delicious hot chocolate." Ariana announced, sliding a cup towards you. The mini marshmallows floating on top and the smell reaffirmed her claims.

The moment you took a sip, you should not be held responsible for the sounds you made.

"Wow," You groaned appreciatively, becoming responsible for the pleased smile appearing on Ariana's face, "You need to bottle and sell this so I can get it whenever I want."

It was the perfect example of 'can't have your cake and eat it too'. Do you want to nurse your drink for as long as possible or greedily satisfy the thirst you have in one go?

Ariana presented you with the perfect answer to your dilemma. "Or... you can just come over and I'll make it for you anytime you want."

"I should just stay here forever then." You remarked jokingly, taking another relaxed sip of the chocolatey goodness.

You caught Ariana leaning forward on the counter imperceptibly, staring at you intently over the rim of her cup. "I wouldn't mind that."

Her tone was nothing like yours, each word weighed before they were conveyed.

However, light laughter pierced the silence, accompanied by a quick retort - "as long as you contribute by paying rent or doing housework" - made you wonder if you had hallucinated the entire thing.

Especially when she wasn't at the counter anymore, back facing you as she made more hot chocolate.

It was late after all, and the nighttime often caused deluded dreams.

You drowned that bitter thought with the rest of your drink, letting Ariana to refill it back to the brim. At her suggestion, the both of you head back to your room, settling down comfortably on the bed. You sat cross-legged in front of her, with a little tray in between both of you holding your cups.

"Are you sleepy?" You asked. While she shook her head, you saw her fight back a yawn. You didn't call her out on it, choosing to ask what she wanted to do instead.

"21 questions?"

You raised an eyebrow at her. "What do you want to know?"

The thing is, while you can debate over socially, politically and culturally complicated or controversial topics, it's a different story when it comes to revealing something personal about yourself.

"Um, why don't you like alcohol?"

It was not a question you were expecting, hence you spent some time trying to piece together an answer. You stared at the corner of the ceiling contemplating before arriving at one.

"Well, it's usually bitter and it burns my throat. I know the main point of drinking is to get drunk, but if I wanted to forget my problems, sleeping would be a better solution. No hangovers, no damage to my health, and definitely no possibility of me doing something I might regret."

Stopping after deeming your answer as satisfactory, you turned back towards Ariana. She looked deep in thought too, only snapping back to reality when she felt the weight of your gaze on her.

She cleared her throat, "how mature and responsible of you."

You smiled wryly at her comment. It was certainly different from what others thought when you decline their offers to drink. "Most people call it boring or a party pooper."

"They must be envious of your self-control."

You thanked her for the compliment, grappling with yourself whether to disclose the main reason for your abstinence from alcohol. You took a sip from your now-cooled hot chocolate, nursing it for a while.

"Alcohol was what pushed me to ask out my ex-girlfriend, you know, it being known as liquid courage," you continued when Ariana nodded, "and it's what made her say yes. Long story short, it's a catalyst for bad decisions, as mentioned. But you know, I don't mind having a sip once in a while, if it tastes nice and with certain company. Anyway, it's your turn."

"Sure, what do you want to know?" Ariana said nonchalantly, leaning back on her arms. You realized you were staring for a tad too long when she broke eye contact with a small clear of her throat.

"Oh, uh... anything you want to share." This was a safe reply, as you weren't sure what you could ask without crossing the line.

Recognition flitted across Ariana's face. "You said the same thing when you interviewed me."

"I'm surprised you remembered."

"How could I forget, it was my first time meeting you."

You were both quiet for a while, taking a trip back down memory lane. You came back to the present first, comparing how you remembered her and how she is now. She looked more at ease now, though it could be sleep taking hold of her inevitably as every hour had passed. Her struggle to keep her eyelids open was endearing but you don't want to keep her up any longer than you already did.

"Come on, let's get you to bed." You climbed off the bed, moving towards Ariana to help her up.

While she made no resistance, most likely due to her lack of energy, she protested anyway. "You haven't even asked me anything."

You wrapped your arm around her waist to steady her. Your hands remained faithful on her side as you help her up the stairs, to her room. "You can ask me tomorrow morning."

That seemed to perk her up, "Mmh, right, you're staying tonight."

"Yes, right beside you." You chuckled lightly at the thought of how tired Ariana must be as you turned the doorknob and opened the door for her. "Goodnight."

She gave you a quick hug, mumbling into your neck, "G'night."

After the door clicked shut, you made your way back to your room. You emptied the rest of your drink before bringing the cups to wash them at the sink. You brushed your teeth with a new toothbrush and washed your face. When you were done, you made your way under the covers.

It has been a while since you have slept somewhere else besides your house. So it's probably not crazy to say that the air felt different, and so were the pillow and the duvets. You tossed and turned for a while until you found a comfortable position. Your eyes closed naturally and your breathing evened out.

A faint knock on the door caused you to jolt out of unconsciousness.

"Come in." You called out in the dark. The door cracked open at your permission and the dim light from the hallway entered the room. You made out a silhouette despite the backlighting. You sat up and turned on the lamp on the bedside table. "Ariana? Is something wrong?"

You watched her stand at the door like she was nervous to enter the room.

"Well, not really, but the heater in my room is down and..."

"Oh." You replied, scrunching your eyebrows in thought. "Do you want to swap rooms?"

"You don't have to," She only moved when you gestured for her to, "Besides, the bed is big enough."

You lifted the covers for her to get in. You can't really say no, not that you want to, as it was her house after all. You were just worried about any sleeping habits you may have that might make her uncomfortable.

"I can sleep on the couch-"

"No." Ariana cut you off unexpectedly, but she added on, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude but I can't make you do that... unless you really want to?" She trailed off.

"If you don't mind sharing the bed with me then..." You shrugged, watching her climb onto the empty side of the bed. You handed her the corner of the duvet which she tucked underneath herself. You lay back down after she does. While you were stiff in her presence at first, you slowly relaxed into the mattress. The sound of Ariana's deep breathing became a lullaby, lulling you into a deep sleep without realizing it until you woke up the next day.

The first thing that hit you, before your eyes even opened, was that it was Christmas. The second thing was the weight of someone's arm on your stomach. That caused your eyelids to shoot open.

You turned towards the bedside table and retrieved your glasses, putting them on. Now that you were fully awake, you registered the sight that greeted you when you turned to your side. Ariana, in the winter morning light, with nothing but peace on her features.

"Ariana..." You breathe out in recognition, but it quickly occurred to you that you shouldn't have done that as it caused her to stir. "Sorry, go back to sleep," You said softly. However, it seemed to incite an oppositional action, with Ariana stretching and yawning as she turned to you.

"Good morning." She said with a smile growing on her face.

"Morning," You replied, and with an added afterthought, "Merry Christmas."

Her eyes fixed on yours. "Mmmh, Merry Christmas to me... and you, and everyone else."

You returned her smile, "Should we get up?"

She made a thoughtful noise, before shaking her head. "I want to stay for a few more minutes. It's really warm and cozy here." She lay back down, burrowing deeper into the sheets. While you want to laze around too, Christmas was the only time of year that made you want to jump out of bed in excitement. So you got out and got ready for the morning.

Before you could even squeeze out toothpaste on your toothbrush, you noticed Ariana standing at the bathroom door in the mirror. You turned to face her. "I thought you wanted to sleep in?"

"Wasn't warm anymore," she said quietly before making a gesture. "Don't stop on my behalf."

"Oh, did the heater break down in here too? I think you should get them replaced." You asked conversationally, continuing on with your morning routine. You caught Ariana's reflection sending you an unreadable look. It softened after she broke eye contact with you.

"It's not the heater, probably just the weather getting colder. Anyway, I'll go get ready too, I'll see you in the living room when you're done."

You managed to convince Olivia to come in the afternoon, giving you and Ariana to squeeze to strike off the last item on her list. The two of you watched one and a half movies before getting interrupted by a text notification from your phone.

"So... I have to go soon. Olivia's picking me up," You said, feeling a little sad about it. Ariana's eyes let you know that she felt the same way, "I'll go get my stuff."

Ariana grabbed your arm, "I'll come with."

The two of you head back to your room. You bid your time, as Olivia wasn't there yet. Ariana sat on the bed, watching you go about packing your belongings into your bag.

"Is she here yet?" She asked conversationally.

You checked your phone, reading a text that she just sent. "Nope, she said the weather caused some traffic." You turned towards the window in realization, "Oh, it's raining."

"It is," Ariana replied, matching the same tone of wonder you had. For you, the rain was the closest thing to snow you'll ever get in this city, and you love it. Every drizzle, shower, or rainstorm puts you in a surprisingly good mood.

While you weren't sure if Ariana had a similar liking to rain as you do, you saw her smiling faintly from the corner of your eyes. You joined her on the bed, sitting beside her. She leaned on you, playing with your sleeves.

The both of you sat there, admiring the rain until Olivia notified you she was reaching soon. You walked to Ariana's doorstep with your things, with her in tow.

"I'll see you again on New Year's Eve." You reminded her.

"That's right. We're going to a party," she paused, looking out to the front gate. "Are you sure she's here?"

"Yeah, she's waiting down the block-"

"You're walking? In this weather?" Ariana asked incredulously.

You ducked your head at her light chastise. "Well..." You had an umbrella.

"Tell her to drive up here, I'll notify security." You nodded, texting Olivia as per Ariana's instruction.

When Olivia's car parked right in front of you, you waved goodbye to Ariana, before stepping into the car. Before Olivia took off, Ariana knocked on the glass, prompting you to wind down the window.

"Have a safe trip."

When you were about to bring the window back up, Ariana planted a kiss on your cheek, disappearing into her house before you could react.

You avoided the smirk Olivia shot you as she finally pulled out of Ariana's driveaway. You thought you got away with her interrogation when she drove onto the highway in silence, but you should know better.

"I can't believe you ditched me on Christmas for Ariana. Is her pussy that good?"

You almost choked on air. "What?! Wh- I wouldn't know that."

Olivia gave you an unimpressive look. "You useless lesbian. I thought you had a much better game than this. You've been dating her for how long now?"

Technically never, but you can't tell Olivia that. But you couldn't lie to her either, at least not directly.

"That doesn't matter. Sex isn't everything in a relationship."

It might be your curt tone or your body language screaming discomfort, Olivia took the hint and stopped teasing you. "I'm sorry that I went too far, babe."

You forgave her, feeling guilty for feeling something akin to anger in the first place. Why did it hurt when you were reminded everything you had with Ariana was just a pretense?

AN: early access to later chapters on my ko-fi page. Also feel free to buy me a drink if you like my work!

#ariana grande #ariana grande imagine #ariana grande imagines #ariana x female reader #ariana x reader #female celebrity x reader #celebrity x reader #female celebrity

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yandere-dhmis-mania · 1 year

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So I had this idea I shared with one of my best friends of Doi going absolutely insane and paranoid after staying with his fully charged batteries. he decides to save him and Marvi and because he is saving her, he feels the need for some payment and well that's where this story comes in hehehee

I promise I'll get to the requests soon!! Pinkie promise!!

Marvi didn't remember how long she had been in this room. She had never even known this room existed but this world she lived in with her friends was unpredictable, it didn't help her trying to think of why she was here. Not like she was gonna be able to leave this place being bound, gagged and also wearing diapers for that extra addition of embarrassment.

Ever since Doi had gotten those batteries, he had been so different. He was so bold and fighting back verbally against the teachers, he was so different from the sweet boy she was used too but he was still her friend, basically her best friend.

So when he lured her away to this room she had so naively followed and unfortunately for her that was a grave mistake as he knocked her out and ever since then she had been tied up on the bed and she felt so lonely and scared. He was terrifying to her now and she couldn't do anything to get away.

Of course, he told her that this was all for her own good. He had seen how awful the world they lived in was. He had seen a lady at the top of the stairs but now that he knew the truth. He would finally be able to protect her like he wasn't able to before. Sure, he was right with some teachers showing her way too much *extra attention* in a way that made her far too uncomfortable.

But even then she loved her friends and they were able to protect her in their own ways. Which Doi simply scoffed at it and said that those *idiotic things* were useless and they were always so mean to him. Now it could just be him and her and he was gonna take proper care of her and all her needs.

Unfortunately Marvi couldn't have ever known what he meant by those until it was too late and she was in her current position.

"Marvi...I love you so much..." He mumbled against her skin as he thrusted inside and out of her little tight cunny. She was so scared as his thrusts got even harder and deeper. She didn't know what was happening to her but being naked and feeling herself be filled up by his penis, didn't feel right but soon enough she started to feel warm and moan into the thrusts.

"P-Please, Doi, nghhh~ I-I am scared!" She moaned and whined into the thrusts that got silenced by his lips on her own as she continued to moan until her eyes went to the back of her head as some warm liquid filled her up and Doi pulled away from her, panting softly.

"I love you Marvi..." He said again as he wiped away her tears but that just ended up making her cry harder. He kissed her again before starting to move inside and out of her little cunny again.

All she could do was close her eyes and continue sobbing hopelessly.

#dhmis #dhmis yandere #yandere #dhmis oc #dhmis yellow guy #non con #yandere male #yandere x oc #dhmis marvi oc #kidnap tw #smart yellow guy

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trash-monkey · 7 months

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selcouth

(adj.) unfamiliar, rare, strange, and yet marvelous

I watch as Aunt Sookie gets ready for her late shift at Merlotte's from my seat on her bed purposely letting her distract me from doing the homework I've been forced to bring home from my kindergarten class and do before bed, soon my mind wonders off.

'You heard right my aunt is *the* telepathic Sookie Stackhouse from the Ture Blood tv show which I've been reborn into after my human death of my last life but I'm lucky enough to regain my memories after turning four so it's hasn't been that long since then, my father is the *can't keep my dick in my pants* Jason Stackhouse from a relationship he had in highschool and been dropped off here straight after birth causing Sookie to name me as I didn't have one. I'm now known as Thackeray 'Tack' Stackhouse the eight year old son of Jason although everyone knows that Sookie and Gran are actually the ones rising me.'

"Tack I know what you're doing! Get to work on your homework little man!" Sookie pulls me back into the world right as she finish getting ready.

'And another piece of luck I have is that Sookie can't read my mind no matter how hard she trys all because I have the same power that Renesmee has from Twilight which blocks Sookie out.'

"Tack? You ok?" She questions softly while sitting by me on the bed and ruffle my dirty blond hair when I don't reply with my usual about hating homework.

"I'm ok, I was just thinking on how to get you to let me have a piece of Grans pie and get to watch tv before bed." She makes a expression that she can't believe I have just said that which I give her a amused smile in return.

"Fine as it's Friday but tomorrow you finish homework, promise?" She holds out her pinky which I quickly hook my own around hers with a smile.

"I promise!" I quickly put everything back into my homework folder and into my school backpack before running down stairs with Sookie trailing behind at a more normal speed.

"Gran! Pie please!" I give Gran a goofy smile after appearing in the kitchen which she smiles back as she open the fridge to get me a slice of the pecan pie she made earlier today right as Sookie finally walked into the kitchen. As soon as I'm handed my plate I speed to the living room where I place it on the coffee table before turning on the old box tv to watch old black and white westerns while I eat, Sookie strolls into the living room after talking to Gran.

"You know the rules so follow them" She lays a kiss on top of my head before leaving for work and after making sure that Gran is focused on reading her book at the kitchen table I sneakily pull out a small handbook I had hidden in the living room, the handbook contains what I remember of the tv show and ideas.

'I plan on stopping Godric from meeting the sun as he can change a lot of things in the future of both humans and vampires, I don't know how yet which it's either telling him death isn't salvation or show him my memories of the supposedly future if the events go as they should which I'll somehow get Jason take me with him to the camp so I can sneak into the basement where Godric will be hold in and hopefully stay there until Sookie comes or give him the book I had found that has a similar to his own which I put the letter I had wrote in it, although Godric did cruel things after being turned which I don't really blame him for doing so as he was taken from his home and not only enslaved by the Romans he was only shown cruelty. He probably thought for such cruelty to himself and others humanity should be punished so he became Death until lately he realizes cruelty will only cause more cruelty and trying his hardest to do better while feeling empty'

I'm taken out of my thoughts by a car pulling up in front of the house which I quickly turn to the clock to see it's way past my bedtime and that it's Sookie coming home from work.

"Shit" I whispered to myself as I quickly put my small notebook back into its hiding place before running up the stairs to my room to put on my PJs and with an ear against the wooden floor as my bedroom sits above the kitchen which I eavesdrop on their conversation from time to time unknowing until now that Gran had retreated to her bedroom some time ago, with silence I carefully made my way to a wall that's close to Gran's room to press a ear against it.

"Tack in bed?" Sook ask Gran as she sits on the bed and pet Gran's cat Tina, I smiled when Gran covers for me knowing I stayed up after my bedtime and soon I hear Sook tell Gran about how Merlotte's got it's first vampire customer which I quickly got into bed after.

'it's finally starting after four years of waiting'

I thought as I close my eyes hope for sleep but with my mind stuck on what's to come sleep escapes from me, after a while just laying and staring at the ceiling Sook sneaks in thinking I'm a sleep so she surprise when seeing me awake.

"What you doing awake?" Sook has her night gown on which slightly flutters as she come over to my bed and take a seat at the edge it, she run fingers through my hair.

"Can't sleep" I simply answer as I turn my body on my side so I'm facing Sook before she smiles at me.

"I know what can do the trick." She going to my large book shelf as I have a addiction to collecting books and pulled out my old story book before sitting against the headboard of my bed with me snuggled up in her side but half away through I asked a question.

"Aunt Sook, can a Villain ever change into a Hero?" I wonder about her response to the question for a while now.

"I believe so if they try hard enough no matter what others say."

"What if he's done something so bad that he believes death is the only way to right what he has done wrong?" Sook frown her eyes together at my odd question.

"Why you asking?" I can hear the worry in her voice.

"I saw a movie earlier about it." I lied through my teeth but hoping she'll still answer my question and seeing me waiting she does with a sigh as she close the book.

"Death is not always the answer to many solutions, when he had come to his senses about what he had done and believes he should repay the cruelty he had showed I think he shouldn't take the easy way out. Instead try his best to help and show others the right path as many doesn't have others to show them."

"What if he had killed many people and thinks that to save others is to end his life?"

"Then he's being a child throwing a fit, his death will do nothing then make the ones that love him sad even if he has done many things wrong, he deserves to live just like you and me. Just remember he's been rised differently then you and his past has might had caused him to do bad things." I nod in agreement at her statement.

"Now, enough of that as you need sleep." She tucks me in bed.

"Can I come to Merlotte's with you tomorrow?"

"You missing Lafayette cooking, don't you?" She smiled when I nod and said that I can go with her to work tomorrow, she lays a kiss on my forehead before leaving but keep a crack in the door and after had I finally been able to fall asleep.

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#fanfic #male y/n #tv shows #tv series #Godric #vampire #vampires #werewolves #reincarnation #child oc #trueblood

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amberrskiies · 2 years

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Hair Gel Deficit Crisis

Pairing : Leviathan && Amber (MC) [ Romantic Relationship ]

Status : Dating

Inspired by this post!

"Has anyone seen Leviathan this morning?" Lucifer asked, already sighing in slight annoyance.

Everybody had sat down at the dining table to eat breakfast but the Third Born wasn't around which made Amber skeptical knowing he would mostly come down before her.

"Nope I haven't." Satan replied first.

"Probably playin' his video games and forgot." Mammon said next.

"Probably sleeping in?" Belphie said, sounding sleepy still and looking like he's about to collapse face first on his food.

"Can somebody please tell him to come downstairs?" Lucifer asked as Amber spoke up next.

"I'll do it! Be right back!" She said, pushing away from the table and making way towards Levi's room.

"Okay! But don't take too long or Beel might eat yours and his breakfast!" Asmo called out to her as she walked away.

When she arrived at his door, she pressed her ear against it. She didn't hear anything but she could probably make out the shuffling of bedsheets in the room. She pulled away and knocked a little lightly on the door.

"Levi! Are you awake? Lucifer is calling you down to eat breakfast." She called out to him from the otherside.

"Tell him I'm not coming!" Amber heard him say in a slight frantic and nervous voice, making her slightly concerned.

"Are you okay? Are you sick or anything?" She asked once again.

"No. I just don't feel like coming down." He said as she huffed.

"Can I come in at least?" She asked only to get shot down instantly.

"NO! I-I mean no. I just don't wanna see anyone right now..." This took her aback a bit cause knowing Levi, he would always let her in even if there was a problem.

"Now you're just making me concerned, Levi. I'm coming in." She warned him as she reached for the doorknob.

Amber instantly heard something inside as she twisted open the door slowly to see the room empty but she could tell that Levi was around here somewhere.

She closed the door behind her and looked around and went towards the tub which was her first and correct guess to know he was hiding under the blankets. She smiled and bent over as she started to poke the top of the blanket.

"Levi? Why are you hiding under there?" She asked, still poking him a little to get a response out of him.

"No reason. Just want to be left alone." He mumbled underneath there.

"You know when someone says that they are doing something for no reason and then goes onto say they wanna be left alone goes to show that something is wrong." Amber pointed out, wearing a small smile on her face as Levi stayed silent before speaking up.

"... You're not going to leave anytime soon are you?" He asked as she shook her head.

"Do you honestly want me to?" Amber asked as she noticed his head shaking underneath the blankets.

"No..." He mumbled.

"Then tell me what's wrong and I can help." She asked him but she wasn't going to try and push him since she didn't want to seem pushy at all.

"It's nothing serious It's just that... Promise you won't react badly?" He asked as Amber looked at the blanket before nodding with a hum.

"I won't judge or anything. I pinkie promise." She said as Levi sighed.

"That was a such a Normie promise." Levi commented as the female got annoyed at the name he used.

"Alright. I'll just show you instead of saying it." He said getting up, still covered with the blanket.

He took a deep breath and uncovered himself and the next thing Amber saw shocked her. She didn't expect to see Levi's hair being unruly and curly compared to how neatly kept it was all the time. But she honestly found it suiting for him.

"I-I know my hair doesn't look great but- huh- what are you doing?!" He asked the female, who stretched out her hands and was already touching his fluffy and curly hair.

"Admiring your hair. I never thought it fluffy and curly like this! Is your hair naturally curly?" She said making the male blush in embarrassment.

"Yeah it is. Though I don't normally keep it like this." he confessed as Amber hummed.

"Let me guess? Hair gel deficiency?" Amber asked as the Third born sighed.

"That obvious?" he asked as she nodded.

"Very much considering now I know what your natural hair is like." She told him, still running her fingers through his hair.

"Akuzon apparently ran out of them so here I am suffering right now." He said, clearly upset.

"Well I think you look nice with your curly hair. You look cute with it." She told her as Levi blushed at her compliment.

"I swear stop your Normie compliments. It's making me- ack! Stop that!" He rubbed the back of his head which you flicked interrupting him.

"I will if you stop calling me a Normie." She said, slightly annoyed.

"Whatever." he said, not admitting he would stop in the slightest.

"Well considering you won't come out, I'll tell Lucifer you aren't feeling well and bring your breakfast and mine so we can eat together. I just hope Beel hasn't devoured them yet." Amber said getting up but was stopped as Levi grabbed her hand as she looked behind her.

"Do you need something Levi?" She asked him as he nodded.

"Yeah um... can this stay between us. I don't want anyone, especially, Mammon finding cause I know he's gonna make fun of me and all." He said, looking away as the female smiled.

"Of course! I won't tell a soul. After breakfast we can watch anime or play video games if you like?" She suggested, making Levi smile.

"I'd like that." He told her.

"Good! I'll be right back!" She said as she quickly leaned down and gave him a small peck on the cheek and walked out of the room, leaving Levi alone once more with this thoughts.

"Yeah... Still a Normie." he said, blush dusting his cheeks a little as a small smile formed on his face.

A/N - Meh this feels a little sucky but nonetheless I am actually happy with it! ^^

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me leviathan #obey me mc #obey me x mc #leviathan #obey me levi #obey me leviathan x mc #obey me leviathan x amber #leviathan x mc #leviathan x amber #obey me levi x mc #obey me levi x amber #obey me mc: amber

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Hit me Baby, One more Time (Wrestler Loki x Female Reader)

Read chapter 55 here

Chapter 56

Summary : Loki Fights Thor in the final battle of the championship.

Warning : Mentions of past abuse, emotional manipulation, child abuse, abusive parenting.

"Thooorrr thor look I made this, look look thor" 11 year old Thor looked down at his little brother, he had a piece of paper in his hand so he took it from him.

"What is this kiddo?" He asked Loki and sat down on the floor next to him. There were four humanoid shapes that Loki drew on the paper. It was Odin, Frigga on one side and on the other side it was Thor And loki.

"It's father and mama and that's you.. and that's me.. look" Thor chuckled as he heard Loki's Adorable voice. He truly loved his little brother.

"It's beautiful but what is this..why our hands look weird" Thor pointed towards his hands on the drawing and Loki looked at him.

"It's because we are holding hands" Thor's eyes teared up as he looked at the drawing

"Keep it, I'll make more and give them all to you.." Loki went back to coloring another drawing.

It was years ago, Just two little brothers who didn't know that their worlds would turn upside down.

"Did you get boo boos because of father?" 8 year old Loki asked his brother as he came back from Odin's training center.

"Don't worry about it, I'm a big guy now, father says I'll become a warrior like he used to be"

"Can I be a warrior too?"

"Maybe when you grow up kiddo"

"But I'm scared of boo boos" Loki's eyes teared up as he looked at Thor's injuries. His brother was in pain and he didn't like that at all. Thor walked over to him and hugged him tightly

"Don't worry I'll always protect you from that" Loki smiled and he pulled his pinky out

"Pomissh?"

"Promise..that's what big brothers do"

Loki was anxiously waiting for you in his dressing room, he didn't do his hair. He wanted you to do it. He couldn't stop shaking, he was pacing back and forth, his eyes stayed fixated on the door, waiting for you to enter. What was taking you so long? He picked up his phone and called you. You picked up instantly

"Birdy, where are you?" His voice trembled as he spoke

"I'll be there soon baby, I promise, just a few minutes ok?" When you hung up on him, you looked at Frigga, you had to come see her, you had to take her with you today. She didn't like watching their flights, but this one was different, this was between both of her sons and you wanted her to be there. You knew Loki would want the same thing.

You had to convince her alot and she finally agreed. When you reached the arena, she went to see Thor first as she wanted you to go see Loki and calm him down. When you reached his dressing room, it was open and your eyes met with him instantly, he was leaning against the chair, waiting for you. As soon as he saw you, he walked towards you and kissed you, then he closed the door.

"I'm sorry I was caught up with something" you wrapped your arms around his neck and his own went around your waist then he picked you off the floor.

"Are you okay? I was worried" you felt his lips peppering kisses on the side of your neck and then he sat down on the couch with you on top of him

"I'm fine..let me do your hair okay?" He shook his head and you tilted yours in response.

"Kiss me first" you smiled as you leaned forward to kiss him. Then you got off his lap and brought a comb, a few clips and hair bands from the dressing table. He closed his eyes as he felt your fingers combing through his hair while you worked on him.

"How are you feeling?" You asked him and he took a deep breath

"Nervous..but I'm ready to be done with it"

"It's going to be okay I promise" you kissed his forehead and once you were done braiding his hair, you pulled it into a bun on the back side.

"Let me just hold you darling, my sweet girl, I love you, you know that right?" Your eyes teared up at how sweet and soft his voice sounded.

"I love you more, no arguments there" you giggled and that made him smile, your presence calmed him down a little, he was a nervous wreck just a few minutes ago.

"I'll let you have that for today"

You heard a knock on the door and got off his lap, it was heimdall along with Frigga. Loki's eyes widened as he looked at her, he walked over to her quickly and sat down on his knees in front of her.

"You came?" His eyes teared up as he looked at her, her's did too. She caressed his head and leaned forward to kiss his forehead.

"She convinced me" she smiled as she looked at you and he turned his head to do the same. Of Course you did, that's why you were late.

After a while Thor entered the room too, you weren't expecting that. Loki stood up instantly, his eyes burned with anger and rage. His face reminded him of everything Odin inflicted upon him and his mama. Loki looked at Frigga and she grabbed his arm

"Before you two go fight and beat each other up, I want you both to sit down and talk to each other"

"There's nothing to talk about, I'll talk to him in the ring" he pulled his arm away from her and she looked at Thor. For once you didn't see a smirk, or a wink on his face, you saw genuine concern and care.

"It's my Last wish Loki"

"Mama.."

"You know I won't be around here forever" she knew she was blackmailing and manipulating him emotionally, but she had to. He had to listen to Thor this time. He had to give him a chance. Loki's eyes teared up as he looked at her.

"Please talk to each other, we will leave" You walked over to her and Heimdall to walk out but he grabbed your hand.

"She'll stay"

"Lokii" you tried to interrupt but as soon as you looked into his eyes, you saw the pleading look, he wanted you to stay and you'd be there for him like you promised. Heimdall locked the door as they left and Loki walked over to Thor.

"Is this your new way of distracting me before the fight?" He glared at Thor and Thor chuckled in response

"You know none of this would be happening right now if you'd just listen to me" Thor responded as he sat down on the couch, he had a robe on same as Loki, his long hair pulled in a slicked back bun.

"Talk? Maybe you should have talked to me when I actually needed you to talk to me" Loki snickered and Thor's eyes teared up. You have never seen him showcasing this sort of emotion except once in the bathroom, that night in the club when you asked him to leave Loki alone and he said that he couldn't. Not anymore. Now you understood what he meant, he was trying to get his brother back all this time, even though his ways sucked and were downright manipulative.

"I know I have failed you" Thor said to Loki and for a brief moment you saw his face softening but then he quickly composed himself

"Great that you realize that, are you done?"

"Noo do you know what it's like to be the perfect son?" Loki snickered and clapped his hands

"Are you here to boast?" Thor smiled and shook his head

"Let me rephrase that, do you know what it's like when your own father drowns you in unrealistic expectations? Expects you to win every fight, when he raised you to be a carbon copy of him, when the only thing you ever got to learn as a kid was to fight and win, do you understand how damaging that can be for a kid?" Loki snickered again and he started pacing around the room.

"So you're cribbing about being favored all our childhood while I got beaten up? While she got hurt??"

"You really think I never spoke about it right? You never stopped and thought about how it made me feel to watch you both get hurt by him?" Thor stood up and he raised his voice.

"Oh please elaborate how it made you feel Thor" You watched Loki's jaw clenching with anger and you would have interfered but they really needed to talk this out with each other

"I felt like an absolute failure, I wanted to be the brother I promised you to be, I wanted to protect you but I failed every time, I failed Loki. You want to know why? Because I wasn't you, I was weak, I chased his affection, I chased his appreciation because that's how he raised me, he raised me to believe that everything he did was right and none of it was his fault. I know you had it worse, but I didn't have it any better"

It was in that moment that you realized that Thor wasn't spared from Odin's abusive parenting either, he was emotionally manipulated by him too. He wasn't the golden child, he was a pawn to inflict more pain upon Loki and Frigga. Odin used Thor to hurt Loki. They both never had a chance to grow up normally.

He got up to leave as the fight was about to start soon but then he stopped midway as he heard Loki's voice.

"Let's just say that you were weak and spineless and you couldn't stand up to that asshole you called your father. What about Darcy? What about her kid? That was the last straw for me. I lost all the respect for you that night" Thor chuckled as Loki finished his sentence and he pulled out his phone.

"I don't know what Odin said to you about her and I didn't even know that he sent her to..sent her to fuck you because she got pregnant, I knew nothing about it. You don't have to believe me but that's what the truth is" he passed his phone to Loki, there was a picture of a boy, blond hair, blue eyes.

"Who's this now?" Loki gave back his phone and Thor smiled.

"That's your nephew, my son Noah..you know how old he is? and what's his mother's name?"

You had the same wide eyed shocked expression on your face that Loki had at the moment.

"He just turned 18 last month, Darcy and Noah live in New Jersey. I tried to find them after you ..after you killed Odin. I missed out on his childhood and I had to beg Darcy to let me be part of his life and she agreed eventually when she realized that Odin wouldn't come for her anymore"

Tears soaked Loki's cheeks, everything that he thought he knew wasn't the truth. He noticed that Thor didn't even address Odin as his father anymore.

"Why are..why are you telling me all this now? What is this now? What are you trying to do? I ..just go away..I'll see you in the ring" you walked over to him and hugged loki as tight as you could.

"My kid saved my life Loki, I felt like an absolute failure all my life, no matter how many fights I won, I still felt like a failure. But then I looked at this boy and I didn't feel so anymore. I made mistakes but he wasn't one of them. I knew I would protect and care for this kid more than anything. I watched you living your life like a zombie, refusing to get close to anyone. You needed someone too, someone you could count on, someone who'd make it better if not fix it. And I think you have found it now.. I'm not looking for your sympathy Loki, I'm looking for your forgiveness, for failing to protect you when I should have"

Loki didn't say anything so he left after he finished his sentence, you pulled away from him and he was in tears, his mind couldn't stay still. When his name was called. You walked him out to the ring, then you went to the vip section to sit next to Frigga. You heard the crowd yelling and cheering for both sides, for them it was just another fight but only you knew the truth about them. They both were suffering and they both needed to heal from this.

You heard the ring and announcement of the first round, and snapped out of your thoughts. It had already started, Loki looked at Frigga and she gave him a smile. Then he looked at you and you blew him a small kiss, your eyes were teary.

"For what it's worth, j just need you to know that I am proud of the fighter you have become little brother"

"Stop talking and fight" Loki attacked him first, he was merciless, he dodged Thor's punches and just in two minutes, he had Thor pinned under him. Frigga's eyes teared up, as she saw Thor bleeding. Five rounds. Each round went for 5 minutes. Thor wasn't a newbie, he had trained all his life. None of them backed out or forfeited.

There was blood everywhere, from both of them, none of them were holding back and none of them were accepting defeat on their own. They just kept hitting each other, they kept taking years worth of anger out on each other.

"You have no fucking right to just barge into my life like this" Thor was on the floor currently, the referee looked at him but he didn't give up. He wanted to fight until his last breath

"You had no right to just blame everything on me Loki. You always compared me to Odin, I'm not him. You need to open your eyes, get your head out of your sorry ass for once and see me as Thor..just Thor..not Odinson" Loki picked him up again and then punches were thrown from both sides. Just two minutes were left for the last round. Both of their heads were spinning from the constant blows, you couldn't stop crying as you looked at him.

"If your brother was here right now what would you say to him?" His eyes teared up at the question

"I would.. I would ask him why he didn't fulfill his promise?"

"What promise?" Amaya questioned him

"He promised to protect me..that's what big brothers are for..that's what he said..he didn't fulfill his promise, he left me alone, all alone"

Thor noticed that Loki was distracted, so he used that opportunity to grab him in a chokehold and pinned him under him. Loki struggled to get himself out of his grasp but he couldn't. The crowd was silent now, they came for blood and brawl and that's what they got.

"You're pathetic, you'd never win against Thor" he heard Odin's voice ringing in his ears and he looked at Thor, his teary eyes made him tear up too.

"I just wanted you to protect me, I never wanted to be the fighter Odin wanted me to be, I just needed my big brother..that's all I needed from you" Thor eased his hold on Loki's neck as he heard his voice. Loki punched him again and choke slammed him.

"I'm sorry Loki, I really am, I failed you but I was a kid too, I was alone too. I had no one to protect me either, I should have been stronger but I wasn't and that's why I need you to forgive me little brother. Please" He heard Thor's voice and his eyes met yours in the crowd then he reminisced about something you told him once.

"Why did you forgive me? After I hurt you so badly that night why did you forgive you" loki asked you as you both cuddled under the blanket after a night of passionate sex.

"Where is that coming from?" You caressed his cheeks and he looked at you.

"Just curious" you smiled and pecked on his lips.

"I did it because I love you so much and everyone deserves a second chance. Especially if they are sincere with their apology and one could alway tell when someone really wants to earn your forgiveness, you could hear it in their voice and see the sincerity in their eyes, and I did. I forgave you because I love you but I also did it for myself, to move on from that hurt, that pain"

As the final round finished, you heard the referee asking Loki to leave Thor. You stood up as you realized he wasn't easing his hold on him and that scared you. But then he did, Thor gasped for air as Loki let go of him, he seemed lost, truly lost. His eyes met yours as you had stepped down from the vip section and now you were standing outside the fence just staring at him, your cheeks dampened with tears. He got up instantly and Thor looked up at him. Then he raised his hand forward to him so he could stand up

"I forgive you Thor" Thor couldn't help but cry and the crowd started cheering again as he grabbed his arm and stood up. For the final round when judges tallied their overall performance and the announcement of their total scores were made your heart thumped inside your chest.

You wanted him to win this, not for anyone else or to prove anyone wrong but for himself.

Thor looked at Loki and gave him a smile, then he held his hand as they waited for the result. Frigga burst into a fit of sobs as she looked at their intertwined hands.

The only person holding his little brother back was himself, he was still fighting with himself, Odin was gone but he still allowed him to control him, he kept him alive Inside him and inside Thor but today he let go of him, today he fought for himself only, and he didn't have to hear the announcement to know that his Little brother was a better fighter than him. But it still made him cry the tears of joy when he heard it.

"And the clear winner for the fifth round and the new champion of this tournament is… Loki Friggason"

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yours to have and to hold

idol!johnny x non-idol!wife reader

all written in lowercase

word count: 2,114k

genre: fluff, smut, slice of life

warnings: unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamics, praise kink, orgasm denial, overstimulation, biting kink, oral ( f receiving), squirting, use of sex toy

[7:00am]

[8:30am]

4 text messages for johnny

[11:00am] hi babe, how are you both doing?

[11:10am] we just wrapped up the show, u 2 must be asleep rn hahaha

[11:15am] anyways, i got my 2 best girls gifts 💗 i love you both

[11:20am] we're otw to the airport in a few mins, cant wait to come home soon. i'll be there before you know it! <3

[tuesday, 2:00pm]

[8:00pm]

"you were so hot squirting, babe. i wanna make you do that again." he said, kissing her inner thighs before actually wiping the dried cum off her.

#nct 127 fics #johnny suh #johnny suh x reader #johnny nct smut

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