#since my dad and i bonded a lot over food and i have a lot of fond memories involving food and my dad

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First ever post!! 🫶🏼

Hey y’all!! I’m wanting to start writing Avatar fics, mainly smut (lol). Please don’t be too harsh but I’m open for suggestions and tell me what you think!! I don’t really know what I’m doing haha. And also I wanna start doing requests so lmk!

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Pairing: Dilf¡Jake Sully x omatikaya reader (22)

Warnings: MDNI 🛑, SMUT, age gap, getting caught in the act, p in v, cursing, dirty talk, virgin reader, i think that’s it?

Synopsis: you’re urged to ask your best friend Neteyam to be your mate since the pairing seems beneficial, he denies you and his dad shows you what you deserve ;). Porn with plot.

Word count: 2.6k

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You were Neteyam’s best friend ever since childhood. For as long as you can remember, you and him were attached at the hip practically. Born on the same year and the first child to your families, you two had a lot in common that resulted in a very close bond. You could tell him anything and he could tell you anything. It was nice having someone to relate to who also happened to be funny, smart, talented, and charming. You’ve always loved Neteyam and he loved you, as friends.

However, as time went on and the two of you grew up, expectations became harsher and duties were falling in line. You’re now both 22 and things have changed now that you’re adults. Taking responsibility in the Omatikaya clan is a right of passage, it’s about showing that you now agree to give your all to the people around you just like all Na’vi are expected to do once they reach a certain age.

Neteyam is going to be the next Olo’eyktan, the most important duty of all along with the Tsahik. You were decently good at hunting and could hold your own, but you were also best friends with Kiri and spent many hours with her and Moat, learning healing skills.

You always knew Neteyam would have to chose a mate once the time came, but you never thought much about it and you were both platonic and never looked at him in a romantic way. You know he didn’t look at you that way either. But once you both turned 21, you had to admit to yourself that he was quite breathtaking in his fully grown adult form. He’s now grown into a strong and healthy man, with broad, muscular shoulders and is as tall as his dad, the present Olo’eyktan.

Today, as you were chopping some food in your hut, you heard a knock by the entrance. “Come in!”, and with that Jake, Neytiri, and Moat approach you with smiling faces. You didn’t expect to see them so you stop what you’re doing and bow your head, signaling “I see you” to them. They return the gesture and Moat speaks up, “My child, we have a very important proposition to bring you.” You nod as in saying to continue, then Neytiri joins in, “Y/n, we know you are a very responsible and nice girl. We also know that you have been steadily learning Tsahik duties with Moat and Kiri over the past few years. We have come here to say we think it would be best for you and Neteyam to be mates and the next leaders for the clan.” she beams.

You don’t know what you were expecting them to say but it wasn’t this. You chuckle nervously and shift in your place. “But Neteyam is my best friend. And anyways I don’t know if he would agree to this, have you brought it up with him?” Jake steps up and says “No, he doesn’t know yet because we were hoping you could tell him and it could be more natural. So it doesn’t seem like we’re forcing you guys or arranging it. It we try to force it, he might rebel. You think you could talk to him? He needs to pick a mate as soon as possible and we know you two get along great.”

You began to feel a bit dizzy and held onto the table beside you. You didn’t want to tell them no, how could you tell them no? So you meekly nodded and said “I will talk to Neteyam later when he gets back from hunting.” Neytiri hugged you and said “I would be honored to have you as my daughter-in-law!” You returned the hug and gave her a weak smile. You felt sick. They said they’re goodbyes and left you with your thoughts.

After 2 hours in your hut thinking on this, you decided you were actually really lucky to be chosen to mate with Neteyam. He was handsome and of course you loved him, so why not? All the girls in the village talk about how much they’d love to mate with him, but only one can be chosen. You had butterflies in your stomach and a newfound confidence as you left your hut, setting out to find Neteyam.

After a few minutes, you rounded a corner and seen the man himself. He looked tired and worn out, but you knew this had to be discussed now. You walk up to him and put your hand on his arm and say “can we talk for a minute? In private?” He lifts an eyebrow but nods his head, slightly concerned something was wrong. You two walk over to the forest, where the chatter of the village can only be heard in the distance. You take a deep breath and just say it, “Neteyam, it’s time for you to chose a mate. I don’t know how you feel about the other girls in the clan but I’ve been practicing Tsahik duties and we already have a bond…” you look at him like he should be able to get your meaning but he just gives you a confused look. So you spit it out, “Neteyam, I think we should be mates.”

His eyes widen and mouth drops a little. Your heart is pounding but you understand the initial shock. He nervously lets out a chuckle and says “But y/n, we are just friends… did you think we were something more?” Your heart drops and mouth dries up. Hot anger boils up in your blood at the embarrassment and denial. “N-no, I know we’re friends now but our duties are changing. We have to do what’s best for the clan’s future.” He looks around and says “but I can’t mate with you, I don’t see you in that way”, he gives you a look of pity and now you are livid. “Why not? Am I not pretty enough for you??” “No, I mean you could make yourself prettier but that’s not the only reason why…” he trails off and your mouth hangs all the way down. Tears flood your eyes and you bolt off. In the background you hear him yell, “Y/n, don’t do this!”

You run through the village, covering your face while crying. You felt so much shame and hurt. You burst into your hut and fling yourself onto the bed, wetting it with your tears. You couldn’t believe he outright denied you. You weren’t the prettiest girl, sure, but you most certainly weren’t the ugliest either! You should’ve never agreed to this or even dreamed it could happen. He could get any girl he wants, why would he pick you?

Night was closing in and you shivered under your covers. You dried up your tears but still felt the sting in your heart at the betrayal. Suddenly, you hear a knock at your door. You’re facing the wall and muster out “who is it?” with no enthusiasm. Much to your surprise, it’s Jake. You scramble out of the sheets and sit on the edge of the bed to then stand up and bow your head and gesture your hand, “ma Olo’eyktan”.

He throws his hand up as if brushing that gesture away, “no need for all the formalities, sweetie.” You nod and slightly smile to be polite. You loved his fatherly way of speaking. You then remember everything that happened earlier and that he probably found out about you being rejected. “I heard what happened and I just want to apologize on behalf of my son. He’s a dumbass” he says bluntly. The human curse catches your attention.

He sits down on the bed next to you. You choke out “I’m so sorry. I thought it could work but I guess I’m not good enough for him. He is probably so used to me by now that he sees nothing special.” A single year rolls down your cheek. Jake slowly shook his head and touched your thigh and your eyes meet his. His eyes are filled with pity for you but also something else, something like hunger. You tingle under his touch.

“You’re a special girl, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, the stupid skawng. If it were me and I were your age, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you…” he purrs.

The atmosphere changes and you heat up all over. You’ve always thought Jake was a hot dad but you assumed he wouldn’t even bat an eye at you, especially since he has Neytiri.

He slowly rides his hand up your thigh to your most sensitive area. You gasp at the sudden intrusion but don’t stop him. You couldn’t believe this was happening.

“Let me make you feel better, honey. I can make you feel real good”, he smirks. You look up at him with doe eyes and can only manage to nod. “I’ll make you forget about Neteyam, that dumb bastard. You’ll only be thinking about my name now, how’s that sound?”

You feel his voice vibrate down to your very core. And quickly you feel needy, with no shame. It had been a terrible day and you wanted nothing more than to just feel better. “Yes please”

That’s all he needs to hear to start going at you. His calloused hands feel heavenly against your soft skin. He rubs you all over in desperate need like he doesn’t know where to even start. Then he crashes his lips on yours. You greedily open your mouth to let him come in and explore. You’ve never felt anyone’s touch before but he was guiding you though it. You started whimpering and whining and he groans to this.

“Have you ever done this before?”, he asks. You slowly shake your head no and feel a bit ashamed that you have no experience. His eyes get wide and he searches your eyes for answers, “you’re telling me no one has loved this pussy before?” and you simply shake your head again, blushing.

“My God.” He’s painfully hard and can’t believe the sweet prize he has in front of him. He reaches his hand down your loincloth and feels your sopping cunt. His eyes dilate and he realizes how pent up you must be. “Baby girl, you should’ve asked for my help a longgg time ago, you need a good dickin down”, he lowly growls.

You bite your lip and clearly look in distress from needing some relief. He kissed your neck and grazes it with his fangs, while kneading on your breasts under your top. Then he finally takes off your top and reveals the precious sight. He just stares, practically drooling. “Look at these perfect tits, all for me.” You whimper in response.

He starts kissing and sucking on your nipples, greedily tasting them as fast as he can. “Jake!”, you whine.

“Yeahhh, that’s right. My name on your pretty lips.”

He then rips off your loincloth. He marvels at your pretty pussy, wanting to open it like a Christmas present. Then he starts lapping on it. He sounded like a starved man, moaning and groaning on your heat like it’s the best meal he’s ever had. “Ohhh my Eywa!”, you moan out.

He sticks one finger in your needy hole and you throw your head back. “Holy fuckkk”, he groans, “such a tight little pussy for me, gonna have to stretch you out, girl.”

You’re a whimpering mess and he adds another finger in. You cry out in ecstasy and move your hips against him to get more pleasure. “Yeahhh baby, that’s it, fuck yourself on my fingers, use me for what you need.”

His words only edge you on as you start to feel the coil at the bottom of your stomach. You’re seeing stars and his pace is relentless, he coos at you, “gonna cum for me? I know you want to. Let it out, all over me baby.” And that pushes you over the edge as you spill out moans and a slew of Na’vi curses, to which his ears perk up to.

“Didn’t know you had a dirty mouth? I thought you were a good girl?”, he teases. “Won’t you be a good girl, and take my cock, hm?”

You’re still coming down from your high but you get a burst of energy once he takes his loincloth off and his massive, swollen cock springs up to slap his stomach. You can’t believe how big it is, lengthy and girthy. He just grins at your expression and how you can’t take your eyes off it.

“You like it, huh? You wanna get fucked silly?”, he degrades.

“Mhmmm” is all you can manage to get out.

He towers over you and flips you on all fours. You feel his dick at your entrance and close your eyes, anticipating sharp pain. He slowly goes in and let’s out a long groan, “Shittttttt, feels so fucking good”. You only feel the pain for a minute and feel so full. He bottoms out and slowly slides back out and you moan at the sensation. Then, he starts to pick up a steady pace.

“OHHHH, Jake!!! I can’t take it!”

“Yes you can and you are”, he pants. “Taking it so well for me. Keep being a good girl”.

He is absolutely rattling your shit, the sounds of skin slapping and your combined moans and pants filling the small room.

“Such a needy little slut, ain’t that right? Look at you, taking it like a champ. That’s right”, he praises.

He then grabs your braid and pulls you up against him, both still on your knees. He puts one hand on your clit and starts rubbing relentlessly, and the other hand around your mouth because you’re getting loud.

“As much as I love you screaming because of my cock, you don’t want Neteyam or someone to find us like this, hm?” he grunts, still fucking the daylights out of you. To be honest, it gives you a thrill to think of Neteyam seeing his dad fucking you after he rejected you.

You only whimper and bite his hand, as tears are falling out of your eyes now from the overwhelming pleasure. You feel the same coil from earlier rising up, as if you’re about to burst.

“Can feel you squeezing on me, shit you’re gonna make me cum” he pants throwing his head back in pure bliss.

Suddenly you hear shuffling steps at the door like someone just snuck up. You both snap your heads in it’s direction and are faced with Neteyam.

“Dad?!? Y/n?!?”, he shouts.

You freeze a little but are so close to your high you can’t be bothered enough by him. His dad just laughs and says “you see son, this is what you’re missing out on. And boy, does she feel gooddd.”

Neteyam looks horrified but can’t take his eyes off the scene, as if he’s frozen in shock. The blood drains from his face and he just stands there dumbfounded.

“Now watch your old man make a pretty girl cum on his cock. Look at her, she’s cock drunk and just needs that final push.”

He speeds up on your clit and pounds your cervix HARD. “OHHHHH!!!” you moan out.

Jake whispers in your ear, “come on sweet girl, cum on your first ever cock, it’ll feel real nice”, he coos.

And just like that the coil snaps and you feel a hot white rush all over your body. “I’m cumming, cumming, fucking cumminggg” you whine out.

“Yeahhh, that’s it. Making such a pretty mess everywhere”

He lets you ride out your climax and he finishes inside you, “fuckkkk” he moans. You’re both panting trying to regain your breath and strength.

Neteyam still stands at the entryway in shock, unable to get a word out. So much just happened that he can barely process. Seeing you naked and needy under his dad was not what he had planned for today.

“Well son, I can honestly say you fucked up, good luck finding someone better than her.”

#avatar fanfiction #avatar smut #jakesully smut #dilf jake sully #neteyam #jake sully #avatar #avatar the way of water #atwow

[dazai-ritualist]

Hii! Hear me out on this, right, Alastor (in your current yandere husband au) has one-on-one bonding with our lovely Noah. (I have a cat named Noah...lowkey imagining him here.) Idk what dads do with kids but for the sake of plot I'm going to call it hunting. Reader is sitting quietly as Noah tells her all about his day in the forest and how he got to see his food before it was his food! She starts thinking that no amount of nurture can overpower someone's nature. Reader doesn't hate her son...but she's just worried and is trying her best, because in her mind, she's still a single mom and always will be. (Rightfully so) Alastor is egging this on and almost trying to get reader to lose it in front of Noah, to prove something. Other things ! Alastor is def not happy with one kid lmao. Seven years is a long age gap...better hurry up! He wants his Emilia....not because his mother is asking for it or anything like it! Speaking of his mother...god rest her soul man...i lowkey would just marry him for her to be my legal mother (in-law). Rip mom...fly high girl... (Ps, can i please hug you platonically, i literally love you and your writing so much. Please remember that you've made so many cool things and will continue to make cool things no matter which path you go. Love you girly (gn), a little more than Alastor's mom) - Charry Anon

WE’RE GONNA FLY AWAY FROM HERE

[before you read this, read the rest of the story!]

— the more and more alastor influences your son, the more he becomes just like his father. but, why stop at just one child?

— i love u i will make MORE yandere alastor bc hes now my fave

you hated this house. no matter how much alastor tried to hide it, the subtle scent of blood reeked from all over this house.

you oh, so desperately wanted to run away— hop on a train all the way to long island. but, it isn’t so simple anymore. you had a son to think of, a son who’s growing scarily closer to his father.

the thought of hurting noah might have never crossed alastor’s mind, but he wasn’t above threatening it to bring you back home. and above all that, you couldn’t leave him alone with this wolf.

and so, you stayed.

“and then, papa told me to stay quiet… and he shot the turkey! papa took me to his butcher room and showed how get the yummy turkey meat! y’know mama, papa has lots of meat in his butcher room.” your son rambled on, kneeling on a stool by the kitchen counter as you prepare for dinner. “lots of meat, you say?” you raised an eyebrow. “…that sounds really fun, baby.” you sighed.

it’s only been a month since he forced you back. and, noah’s already calling alastor ‘papa’. he tainted your sweet boy’s mind— ‘mama lied to you, she wanted to keep you all to herself. she’s really selfish, but then again, i can’t blame her!’

and, you couldn’t protest. if you did, if you broke the rose-tinted filter alastor created— he would hurt you. not physically, alastor is still a ‘gentleman’. he’d hurt you mentally, break your little mind until you can’t do anything but nod your head.

alastor would never strike his hand on noah. after all, deep down, there’s some part of him that’s still in love with you, albeit in his own twisted way. and, noah is apart of you, alastor couldn’t bear to hurt him, not unless he’s misbehaving…

“mama, can we have the turkey we hunted for dinner?!” noah asked excitedly, slamming his hands against the counter over and over again. “sure, baby… but, remember before..? you got in trouble with mr. yee because you released all his chickens…” you asked, quite desperate. this little boy, the one who finds hunting fun. he is nothing like the one who wanted to become vegan after he found out where chicken comes from, despite failing because of his love for chicken burgers.

“yeah, but papa showed me how fun hunting is!” he squealed. at the mention of papa, alastor laughed, carrying noah from behind, tickling his belly as he kissed your little boy’s head. “talking to mama about our little trip, huh?” alastor grinned.

“ah, alastor… dinner will be ready in a half hour.” you glared at him. “no worries, my love. it just means that i have a half hour to play with our beautiful son!” he smugly said. he saw the hatred in your eyes the moment he said ‘our’.

he was trying to make you lose your shit. make you seem like a hysterical woman. that way, if you even tried to divorce him, noah would be left in his care. now that you were older and wiser, you wouldn’t play into his little trap.

“alright, you two have fun.” you begrudgingly smiled. alastor’s eyes widened, showing his shock for just one split second. alastor nudged noah, “go on for a second. papa wants to talk with mama.”

oh god, what now?

once noah left, alastor went behind you, straddling your waist. “what is it, alastor?” you groaned. “i want another child, darling” he whispered against your ear. “i visited my mother with noah last week, she adored him, my love. she said she’d adore a granddaughter this time. she even picked out a name, emilia.” he rambled on. “as much as i love your mother, i don’t want another child, alastor.” you hissed out.

“oh, but it’s not just my mother, dear. little noah also wants a little brother or sister of his own.” at the thought of a little sister for noah, it would keep him busy, away from alastor, wouldn’t it? he’d gain those brotherly instincts that are so reminiscent of the soft hearted boy you raised.

“…alright…” you frowned. alastor’s grip on your hips tightened as he pressed kisses onto your neck. “good girl.” your head leaned back as you melted into his touch. as much as you didn’t want to, the warm sensation of his soft lips on your skin was to die for. “after dinner, darling.” he grinned, finally leaving you alone.

what had you done to be forsaken with this monster?

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I can’t stop thinking about Angus with a childhood best friend!reader. (I imagine she would go to a different private school so they could only see each other over the summer and talk through letters and calls)

oh my god this is soooo good! you, my dear anon, have a beautiful mind. 🤍

𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐰.

notes: angus tully x fem!reader || 3.1k words || dividers by @cafekitsune

you and angus had been best friends since kindergarten, inseparable through hundreds of playdates from the ages of five to fifteen. you two were attached to the hip and anyone could see the bond that blossomed between the two of you. he was everything to you and you were everything to him.

you remember the first day you met, early november and a chilly day on the playground. you were bundled up with a big coat and mittens while poking and prodding at some flowers that were slowly dying—signalling the freezing weather that would arrive at any moment.

"my mom told me those kinds of flowers are weeds." a voice spoke from beside you, a boy your age with wildly, curly hair and big brown eyes. he wasn't looking at you, but at the wilting flower.

"pretty weeds," you murmured as your gaze turned back to the same flower.

"yup," he replied, the two of you kneeling there in silence as the school bell rang. neither of you moved until one of the teachers found you both and ushered you inside—you sat next to each other for the rest of the year; the history of your friendship.

angus was there when you were twelve years old and experienced your first adolescent heartbreak. a boy one year older who had kissed you and told you he loved you; then kissed one of your other so-called friends the same day with the same words. back then it shattered your entire being and angus was there to help you pick up the pieces and put your poor little heart back together until it was beating again.

and whenever he was feeling sad, which happened a lot after his dad was put in a sanitarium, you were there at his house with some popcorn and ready to watch whatever movie would air that evening. sometimes you two would listen to a record and simply exist together—being near each other made him feel better.

hell, he was even there when you got your first period when you were visiting his family. you remember how both of you started screaming when you told him you were bleeding, crying as you convinced yourself you were dying until his mom came to the rescue. she had to explain biology more thoroughly than your health teacher did, which only embarrassed you and made angus start asking a flurry of questions about it. from then on, once a month, he'd be there with whatever you needed; junk food, chocolate, and a hot water bottle.

your lives were so intertwined that you knew every little detail about each other. well, mostly. there was one moment that you kept from him in the vastness of your relationship, how his first kiss made you boil with jealousy.

you pushed that feeling far away and focused on the positives of your friendship as years passed and life slowly felt more and more complicated.

it was in your freshman year of high school when he first started acting out, even when you offered all the support you could muster up. he was kicked out of your school at fifteen, then another in the same year. the following year he almost made it the entire schooling term before he was finally sent off to a private boarding school—completely uprooted from the friendship you two had together.

that was your first real heartbreak.

his too.

angus beat himself up about it during the sleepless nights at barton, devastated that he couldn't even see you on weekends like he used to. knowing that you were in your senior year and he was lagging behind as a junior because of his expulsions. there was a drift happening in your friendship and it was because of him. all because he couldn't keep his emotions in check.

you couldn't blame him and you wouldn't, you made that apparent with the letters you sent him. making sure he never once felt alone in his struggles.

"𝙷𝚒 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜,

𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚝? 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗, 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝙲+. 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢?

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚈/𝙽."

it was these letters that kept him afloat during those days in the week that made him want to give up and run away, or worse, get expelled and sent to fork union. he kept every single letter from you and hid them underneath his mattress. if kountze were to see them that would be the end of it, so he made sure to read them only when everyone was asleep—he always had the best dreams after.

"𝙷𝚒, 𝚈/𝙽,

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚝, 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙. 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝙾𝙺, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚜. 𝙼𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘.

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜."

hearing from him always made your stomach flutter and left your heart aching deeply for him. it was melancholic, wishing more than he could be back by your side while trying to be content with a letter from your love... your love?

those feelings had been building up inside you for months—years.

it left you awake at night, wondering if angus felt the same or if you would remain nothing more than friends for the rest of your life. you couldn't be upset with the latter, angus was your best friend and you would never let yourself lose that.

yet, you yearned for him. for the possibility of something more. you dreamt of what it would be like to kiss him, but those thoughts diminished quickly because you felt guilty. you shouldn't have those feelings for a boy who's only your best friend.

a few weeks had passed and you hadn't written a letter back because school was hectic and the gloominess of winter had left you with little energy. you and angus could sometimes go weeks without hearing from each other, but it was never intentional. it wasn't until your first night home during the christmas holidays that you realized you'd never written him back. you had only started scribbling a letter when the phone rang.

"it's angus!" your mother called from the kitchen on the first floor. that's when you remembered the promise he made in your letters. he'd be visiting soon!

"coming!" you called back as you rushed down the stairs so fast your mother had chastised you for nearly running your little brother over. you pressed the phone against your ear, lips curved into a big smile as you caught your breath, "angus, when are yo—"

"i won't be visiting," his voice said quietly, a bit crackly through the phone and deeper than you remembered it being when you last spoke. your brows furrowed together at his words and you were filled with nothing short of confusion and disappointment, hand clutching tight the phone in your hand as your other absently fidgeted with the cord.

"what do you mean? you promised me you would, angus." you said to him, your voice sharper than you meant for it to sound, "is saint kitts really that much more important?"

silence.

"my mom and stanley are going without me," he replied and it was then you could hear in his voice that he was fighting back tears. his heart was broken and you weren't there to pick up the pieces. you filled with dread and guilt for your snappy words, feeling the aching of his heart in your own.

"what?" you questioned, leaning back against the wall and tilting your head up, eyes fixating on the ceiling where you could see a water spot forming from the old piping in your home.

"yeah, they decided now was the fucking time to take their honeymoon. can you believe that? they ditched me and went to saint kitts without me and left me at barton," he said, his voice growing angrier with each passing second, "the worst part is that i didn't care about saint kitts, i just needed to see you," his voice cracked again.

tears pricked at your eyes and your mom, who had been eavesdropping, had decided to let you have privacy in the kitchen as she escorted your brother to the playroom. you sniffled and wiped away the tears with the sleeve of your sweater, shaking your head in disbelief.

"i miss you so much, angus, it physically hurts," you whimpered into the phone and it was then you couldn't help but start crying. the sounds made his heart ache.

"i know, i'm so sorry."

the two of you were only on the phone for a few more minutes because angus had heard one of the other holdovers coming down the hall. you didn't question it, a school full of boys meant that crying around others was asking for a death wish.

when all you could was hear the dial tone, a quiet 'i love you' escaped your lips.

pathetic.

four days passed and tomorrow was christmas eve; you'd never felt so empty in your entire life. you hadn't heard from angus since your last phone call and it was like all joy and happiness had been sucked out of your soul. your mother, who often liked to call you dramatic, didn't dare say a peep.

you had been laying in bed all morning, doing nothing except falling back asleep or staring out your bedroom window and watching a soft flurry of snow falling. you promised yourself to write angus a letter today, but you weren't entirely sure that you would be able to without breaking down and sobbing. your eyes were already puffy from crying yourself to sleep, you couldn't risk them hurting anymore.

"sweetie?" the voice came with a knock on your door. your mother, her voice as sweet as cinnamon. you didn't answer as the door creaked open.

"i'd like for you to come for a drive with me, if that's alright."

"no."

"i'm not leaving until you come with me."

"fine."

you were bundled up in a big coat as you sat in the passenger seat of your mother's station wagon, your forehead pressed against the window as you watched the snowfall. you hadn't really been paying much attention to where you two were going or how long you'd been driving, figuring that sooner or later your mother would pipe up and ask about you. this was always her way of understanding your emotions, it always worked. you always managed to spill your guts to her while in the passenger seat.

"do you love him?" she asked quietly, her eyes flickering toward you.

"what?" you became defensive, sitting upright and glaring daggers at her, "no. i mean yeah. of course i love him he's my best friend. just... nothing more. nothing like that!"

"so you do." she smiled, admiring you as she focused her attention back ahead, fingers gently tapping against the steering wheel as she hummed softly, "i'm taking you to barton."

"what?!" you screeched, your heart pounding hard in your chest, "you're telling me that now? you should've let me get ready! god, he's going to think i'm a mess!" you grumbled as you pulled down the visor and looked into the mirror, trying desperately to make your hair behave and wipe away the tiredness from your eyes.

"he's not going to care what you look like, darling." your mother said with a sigh.

"okay, well i care what i look like!"

"stop being so dramatic."

—

on the way to barton, your mother told you what she had planned behind your back, she called the school and managed to speak with a lady named miss lamb and explained the situation. according to your mother she sounded very excited that you would be visiting angus—it was likely that he was being just as pouty and sad as you were, if not more.

it made you wonder how lonely he'd been. should you have called more?

your hands were shaking as you pulled up to the school, your entire body nearly vibrating as you stepped out of the car and did one more fix on your hair. you were excited to see him, but why were you nervous? you had never been nervous about seeing him, why was this different?

an older woman who you could only presume was miss lamb greeted you at the main entrance, ushering you in quickly. you sighed softly when the cold air was no longer nipping at your skin, but instead, you were filled with that familiar feeling of nervousness once again.

"i think angus is up in one of the classrooms right now. he's been hiding himself away since he's been here with just me and mr. hunham. the poor boy got left behind here while the other boys were able to go spend the holidays at a ski hill," she said, glancing at you a few times as you followed her, fidgeting with your hands nervously. you hadn't realized until now that your mother had stayed in the foyer. miss lamb spoke up again, disturbing your thoughts, "he mentioned you the other day at dinner. was complaining to us about his situation and how he was supposed to visit his best friend... you know, i expected you to be a boy."

"yeah," you murmur as you ascend a staircase, "people always say that. a girl and a boy could never be just friends."

"mhm, it's hard for people to think that when they know what young love looks like," she hummed, avoiding your piercing gaze as she led you through the halls, "angus!" she called out as you two reached a hallway on the second floor, "where are you?"

"what do you need, mary?" his voice echoed from the last classroom on the right, his voice whiny and pouty.

you hadn’t moved so fast in your life. your legs picked up speed and mary turned the other way, satisfied with what she'd seen so far. she wasn't going to impose on a special moment. this was the happiest she'd felt in a long time, too.

"angus!" you called out as you sprinted ahead, nearly missing the door as you made a full stop under the door frame. you watched him as he turned his gaze, eyes moving from the window he'd been peering out of and over at you. you were blessed with the sight of seeing his big brown eyes soften and how a weight eased on his shoulders. he was gorgeous, the most beautiful man in the world and you weren’t going to leave barton until he knew that.

"what the hell are you doing here?" he asked, blinking a few times, as though he was hallucinating and afraid you weren't real, "christ–get over here."

he met you halfway as you bolted toward him, arms outstretched and wrapping around his waist as you buried your face into his chest. “i missed you so fucking much,” you whimpered, fingers tightening into fists as they gripped the back of his jacket. he smelled nice, like the cheap cologne you bought him last christmas; musk, cedar & notes of vanilla.

his own arms were around your shoulders, his face nuzzling against the top of your head as you two relished in each other’s presence.

it had been months. months that felt like a millennium.

“i missed you too,” he whispered against your hair, arms tightening around you briefly before easing up, “you look so pretty.”

you tilted your head back to look at him, your eyes glossy from the tears that spilled down your cheeks. you had parted your lips to say something back as your cheeks reddened from his compliment, but he didn’t give you the chance—rightly shutting you up with his lips.

it was then you fully understood how much you loved angus tully, less as a friend and more as a partner. a soulmate.

your lips moved together in desperation and need, kissing each other like you were lovers that had been separated for years. one of his hands had moved up to the back of your hair, fingers tangling, while the other gripped at your hip. both of your arms snaked around he neck, pulling him down so you didn’t have to stand on the tips of your toes to meet his lips.

this lasted for awhile, stopping only when you two had ran out of breath and were panting together.

“i love you,” you said first, your forehead pressing against angus’ as you looked deep into his brown eyes, “i’ve loved you for a very long time... too long.”

“me too,” he murmured in returned, the hand that was on your hip now caressing your cheek, his thumb gently grazing over your soft skin, “you’re the only reason it’s lonely here. seriously, i think i’m going mad without you,” he laughed breathily, bumping his nose playfully against yours.

“then i’ll make sure you don’t have to go without me too long,” your voice was soft as you spoke, unable to rid yourself of the big smile that plastered your lips, “maybe we can convince your teacher to let me stay for a night… or maybe you can spend christmas with us.”

“i want to go to boston with you,” he said quick, like he’d been waiting to say it.

you knew exactly what he meant. you knew everything about boston—you knew who was waiting in boston.

“okay,” you murmured, “let’s go to boston.”

you couldn’t promise that it would actually happen, how on earth would a chaperone let their student travel miles away to a city without them? you didn’t care about that right now. all you cared about was making sure that angus knew he had your support. that’s how being best friends worked.

you were there for each other. you were always going to help pick up each other’s pieces.

“kiss me again, angus.”

#angus tully #angus tully x reader #dominic sessa #the holdovers #angus tully fic #the holdovers fic #wordsbyspatial #spatialanswers

[sissylittlefeather]

How the Web Was Woven: Chapter 15

A/N: This was supposed to be the last chapter, but it was getting too long, so SURPRISE you get two more! I'm sorry this has taken me so long. I've been dreading writing the end of this series, not because it'll be bad, but just because I want to do it right. But with some help from @ccab and @elvisfatass I think I finally got it pinned down. Please enjoy this penultimate chapter!

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Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, kissing, cussing, fingering, oral sex (m receiving), p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of infidelity

Word count: ~2k

You're both too wrapped in the web of each other to notice anything beyond the boundaries of your intertwined bodies.

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On the last day of your three weeks of rest, Elvis decides you should spend the day at the beach as a family. The weather is beautiful and you agree that nothing would be better. Together, you pack up some food, drinks, and all the things that you need for the kids. You're all back together in one bungalow, with your mom in the other one playing babysitter whenever you need her, and you've been living a dream together since you and Elvis reconnected. Every night you put the kids to bed and ignore portals left and right. He knows he'll have to go back eventually, but for right now he's content to stay with you as long as you need him.

When you finally get everything packed, you grab the kids and head down the beach to the water. You pick a spot under some provided beach umbrellas and set up camp. Your mom has stayed behind to rest, so it's just you and Elvis and the kids. She's brought them to the beach before, but they don't usually get in the water. They stay on the beach and make sandcastles and look for seashells and play. So, when Elvis suggests you all get in the water this time, the kids are especially excited. John Jessie is positively elated.

"I'll race ya to the water, dad!" He hollers as he runs towards the waves.

"Oh, no ya don't! No head starts!" Elvis runs up behind him and grabs him, holding him up in the air as he continues to run. They make their way to the water roughhousing the whole way. You take Erin's hand and walk casually to the shore. When you finally get there, Elvis and John Jessie are still playing, dunking each other and splashing. Erin approaches the water cautiously as a wave washes up and hits her feet. She immediately panics, screaming and trying to run away.

"Oh, no, baby, it's okay!" You shout, trying to grab her before she gets too far away. Swooping her up, you try to show her that the water is safe by dipping her toes in it, but she continues to shake and scream. She squirms to try to fight her way out of your arms and away from the water.

Next thing you know, Elvis is there. She turns to him and reaches her pudgy little hands out towards him. So far, she's been a little tentative around him. She knows he's someone important to her, but she hasn't fully bonded to him. You know it's been bothering him a lot, even though he hasn't said anything.

"Daddy!" She practically climbs out of your arms into his and he beams.

"Shhhh, sweetie, it's okay. You're okay." He takes her and speaks softly to her in a calming tone. Her little body visibly relaxes as he rubs on her back and hums gently.

"Scary, daddy." She whimpers.

"Oh, I know sugar. The water can be a little scary. Come on baby." He walks back up to the shore with her and sits down on the sand where the water washes up to his knees. Holding her on his lap, he pats the water and shows her that it's safe. With his encouragement, she uses her fat little hand to pat the water with him. She giggles and leans over to slap the water with both hands. You walk out to John Jessie and swim in the waves with him.

They play like this on the sand for the next ten to fifteen minutes. Eventually, you see them making their way further out in the water. It takes a while, but eventually he gets her to stand in the water up to her thighs and she squeals with delight. You watch as she points out to where you and her brother are and then reaches up to him for him to pick her up. His face is so soft and full of love that it absolutely melts you. He bends over and lifts her up to walk her out to where you are. As he does, she wraps her little arms around his neck and kisses his cheek. He closes his eyes and then looks up at the sky to keep his tears from falling. Then, you read his lips as he whispers.

"I love you too, baby girl."

Just then, John Jessie tackles you from behind and you turn to wrestle him into the waves. A few minutes later, Elvis makes it out to you with Erin in his arms. The four of you spend the next couple hours in the water.

At lunchtime, you eat peanut butter and banana sandwiches on the beach. Both kids have their daddy's taste for them and you watch the three of them revel in the joy of their sandwich. They both look so much like him. You wish it could always be like this.

******

That night, your mom takes the kids and you and Elvis have a nice dinner at a restaurant not far from the bungalow. You have plane tickets to go back home tomorrow, so there's something final about this evening. When you get back to the bungalow, Elvis kisses you deeply and then down your neck. Then, he stops and kisses your forehead. He walks slowly to the closet and pulls his jumpsuit out.

You know what this means. He's leaving.

"No..."

"I'm sorry, honey. You know I have to go back."

"Tonight?"

"I don't have a plane ticket to go home with you tomorrow. It needs to be tonight." You know this is true, but some part of you hoped he might stay this time. But you know he doesn't. The Aloha concert still exists.

You lie down on the bed on your side and try to hide your face as the tears stream down.

"Honey..."

"I'm sorry. I can't control it. I just need a minute."

"You know I would stay if I could. You know there's nothing I want more." He climbs into the bed behind you and presses himself against you.

"I know that. Doesn't make losing you any easier."

"You're not losing me. You're going to open portals for me every few months again, right?" You had forgotten about your old routine. Of course you can.

"Oh. Yeah, I will."

"Well, alright then. This is not goodbye." He moves your hair off of your neck and presses his lips to the nape. Then, he slides your shirt off of your shoulder and kisses there too. You moan and arch your back, pushing your ass into him. "There's my girl."

He slides a hand down the front of your body under your pants and begins to make circles on your sensitive button. You moan softly and he pushes further down to move his finger through your folds and feel your wetness, pressing his middle finger into your pussy.

"Oh, fuck, Elvis." He moves his finger in and out passionately as he continues to kiss your shoulder.

"Does it feel good, baby?"

"God, yes." You reach down to slide your shorts off and he slides his finger out to unbutton his pants, pulling them down far enough to free his throbbing cock. He teases your entrance from behind and then slowly thrusts forward, filling you one inch at a time. Once he's inside you fully, he pulls your shirt up and over your head and unclasps your bra, dragging it down your front and off. He grabs your breast and squeezes gently, carefully catching your nipple between his fingers.

Only then does he begin to pump in and out of you. His hand moves back to your center and he rubs circles on your clit again with his fingertip. He switches and slides his finger quickly over the top of you and you feel the blood rush to your core. All the while, he's kissing your shoulder and the back of your neck, up to your earlobe.

"I love the way you feel, honey. I always have. I'll never forget this feeling as long as I live."

Your eyes pop open and your brain flashes forward to him singing Unchained Melody and you want to scream. You don't have much time left. Suddenly, you can't breathe. The feeling of drowning overwhelms you and your breath comes in deep gasps.

"Whoa, honey, what's going on?" He stops moving his hand and his hips. "Hey, talk to me?"

You pull off of him and roll over to face him, grabbing him and pulling him to you tightly.

"I can't lose you."

"I already told you, babe, I'm coming back." You nod and squeeze your eyes closed to keep the tears from falling. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm sorry. We can continue."

"Well. Not really." You look up into his face and he glances down to his dick that's gone soft and lays against his thigh.

"Oh, god, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, honey, it happens more and more these days." It's just another reminder of his age.

"No. We need to get you home."

"There's not much we can do about-" you push him onto his back and settle between his thighs. "Honey, what-?"

You lean forward and take him into your mouth. Even soft, it's not easy to fit all of him. You massage his balls in one hand and bounce your mouth on him.

"Fuck, honey. That's... working..."

"Mhmm." You hum on him and feel him get progressively harder. Running your tongue up the bottom of his shaft, you roll his foreskin back gently with one hand and lick a circle around his sensitive pink tip. When you pull back, his erection is harder than it was before. For good measure, you press your breasts together on either side of his cock and slide up and down.

"Goddamn, baby!" He looks down at you shocked as you fuck him with your tits.

"There. Think you can make love to me now?" You sit up and he stares at you incredulously.

"Yeah." He grabs you and practically throws you onto the bed. Without another thought, he climbs on top of you, pushes into you, and begins to fuck you passionately. He grunts as he slams his hips into yours over and over again. "We've been together for 15 years and that's the hottest thing you've ever done, baby."

"You liked that?"

"I fuckin' loved it. God, I love you." He kisses you deeply as he thrusts and you wrap your legs around him. You feel the tightness of your orgasm gather in your hips and it only takes a few more minutes of him rutting into you for you to tumble into oblivion. As you come back down, he whispers. "Mmmm... I'm gonna come, honey."

"Good. Fill me with it."

"Goddamn, baby! Who are you?" He groans loudly and pounds into you until he shudders and jerks and paints your insides with his release. You relax and let your legs fall back to the bed. He lays next to you as you both try to catch your breath. "Where did all that come from?"

"Well, I know what I'm sending you back to. I needed to know you'd remember me every time you're naked with someone else."

"You know I already wish it was you every time." You turn and look at him.

"Do you really?"

"Every time." He rolls over to you and runs his fingers down your cheek. That's when you hear the portal appear and he glances over to it. "I don't want to leave."

"Ah ha. Mission accomplished."

"You're mean, honey."

"I just love you so much." He leans in and kisses you with the full intensity of his affection for you.

"I love you more than anything." Then, he rolls out of the bed and quickly puts his jumpsuit on, carefully zipping it up the front. He leans over to you where you're still naked on the bed and presses his lips to your forehead.

"Kiss my babies for me. I'll see you soon." He turns to the portal and walks through quickly before it disappears. And then there's the old familiar pop and he's gone again.

Four and a half years. That's all you have left. It's not enough.

******

Are you ready for the end?

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[kaiandels]

Girls and Dykes ✧.*: e.w x reader ✧.

★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・★ ★・・・・・・★

req by: my special woman @ximtiredx 🫶🏻 luh you mama

warning: SMUT w a slightly long plot (mdni), jacksonfuckboy!Ellie, daddy kink, Reader being absolutely dumb, slight friendship betrayal, EXTREMELY TOXIC (fictional only). Idk if I forgot any more please do tell if I did! Only the Title has the d-slur!

writer’s note: this au is still the “infected au” but with modern technology and etc. you get it… right?

- INSPIRED BY THE SONG NASA by Josh Levi.

Not proofread!!

white - The reader

green - Ellie

red - Dina

pink - Cat

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It has been 2 years since you found Jackson and decided to stay there. It was everything everyone could ever ask for, the food, the civilization, it felt as if there weren’t any dangers outside as we speak. It has been completely undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to you.

I mean, you built your dream home. It was everything you have ever wanted. You believed that there were a difference between a home and a house. And maybe, the home wasn’t the house… maybe it was a person? It was corny. You knew it. But you fell inlove the moment you saw her. Ellie-motherfucking-Williams.

That name always rung a bell, and obviously, that name also made a lot of people run their mouths. Some people weren’t really keen to the idea of homosexuality in Jackson. But Ellie couldn’t give a flying fuck.

You met her at the stables, when you both were on patrol. It was your first time and it was completely obvious that you were anxious. “Hey. It’s going to be okay. Just stay behind me if you need to.” Ellie spoke, leading you out of your in tranced state. “Thanks.” You smiled, the idea of ‘staying behind’ really didn’t help that much. But you were appreciative anyway.

That was the first time. However, when the 1st year of you being in Jackson came. You were really bonding a lot with Joel. You and Ellie had become really close and because of that she introduced you to her standing father figure. He reminded you of your Dad, and you reminded him of Sarah. You really missed having your father around, and Ellie completely understood which is why she introduced you to Joel in the first place. And it was going really well, it seemed like you were apart of their family now. Which in reality, both you, Joel, and Ellie really needed.

Not until it was ruined by one mistake. You and Ellie had gotten high one night, it lead from one thing to another. Mouths kissing, tongue slipping, legs dripping, and thrusting. So much for family right?

It has been a week since you and Ellie have done that. And you can’t help but notice that she was growing distant. She would avoid getting partnered in patrols with you, she would avoid bumping in to Tipsy Bison with you, and she would never reply to your texts. You can’t help but think that- was it really just a one time thing?

I love it when you contemplate

You couldn’t help but send one more text. You knew she wasn’t that person you were thinking she was. She couldn’t be possibly playing with you, right? That meant something. You knew it. Or maybe, comforted yourself with the thought.

You huffed as you put your phone down, leaning against the wall as you were hurriedly putting on your shoes. You stormed out of your dorm with loud stomps that attracted the attention of the fellow men working in Jackson.

I love it when you’re missing me

As you walked, you felt your heart slowly beat. It felt as if it was a sign indicating that you should stop. You caught your breath in a hitch as you realized that you were 10 steps away from Ellie’s house. You walked carefully, hearing faded noises that seemed grumbled at first. But when it came to your 3rd step, you went sick to your stomach. Hearing high-pitched whines from an unfamiliar girl.

“Uhuh! Fuck right there Ellie… yeah yeah.. yeahyeah fuck!”

“Fuck Cat, you’re taking it so fucking well.”

You gagged, feeling disgust take over your body. You froze in Ellie’s porch, completely unaware of the people staring at you as they seemed to have heard the “ruckus” going inside Ellie’s house.

“Poor girl… wasn’t she also with Ellie?”

“Huh? how did you know that?”

“They were always together and now Ellie has seemed to be avoiding her… now we know why.”

You ran to your house, completely ignorant about the comments of each and every individual that witnessed the scene, shaking as you slid down the door. You covered your mouth as you sobbed. Calling the only person you knew who you could trust, Dina.

I love it when you tell your friends about me.

The phone rang an insane amount of times before Dina had picked up. “Hey… I heard what happened. Word spreads around fast. I am so sorry baby.” Dina spoke as her words were slow and considerate, it felt as if her words were slowly patting you on the back. “She could’ve just told me that she didn’t want me, you know?” you hiccuped as tears were rapidly falling down your cheeks. “I know, I know, for what it’s worth…She’s not that even good looking. You know? she’s just like every single lesbian you see on the street.”

“Stop lying..” Your voice cracked as you hear Dina laugh on the phone, making you laugh too. “Okay fine. She is actually really really really fucking good looking. But, just hope she gets bit or something.” you laughed at the irony as you forgot that Dina actually has no idea that Ellie was immune. “I wanna go to Tipsy Bison tonight. You know? To get fucking high or drunk… whatever makes me forget about her.” you heard Dina clear her throat. “Yeah, that sounds really fucking amazing. And that sounds like something you really need. I’ll see you there at 10, please for the Love of God look hot and sexy and everything in between.” you laughed as you nodded, completely grateful that you didn’t have to grieve alone.

You ended the call with Dina, shocked as your phone were bombarded with sudden messages from Ellie.

You heard three loud bangs on your door. “You’re not getting in Ellie. Leave and go rub yourself out or fuck that chick you’re with.” You stated. You flinched as you heard Ellie aggressively bang the door. “I’m gonna make a fucking scene. Open the FUCKING door.” Ellie stated, her voice clearly irritated as you slowly opened the door for her. Giving up on whatever strength you had earlier. “I don’t know what you came here for. But it’s not going to happen.” you reassured. But then again, that was a comfort to no one but yourself.

“I don’t think so.” Ellie smirked as she stepped closer to you. “You miss me baby?” Ellie said, slamming your body against the door as her warm breath flowed through your ear. Your mind getting fuzzy as you were trying to resist the temptation that the devil ellie has brought upon you.

It’s cruel, but you can’t help it.

“You’re a fucking whore.” You hissed, feeling Ellie’s breath on your neck. Inhaling your scent. “Push me away then. Go on. Do it if you don’t wanna get fucked by a whore.” You paused, feeling Ellie’s hands run up your stomach to your chest. Squeezing your soft breasts. You huffed, trying to contain your moans. But unfortunately, one got caught up in your breath. “Oh? what was that? seems like you’re liking it.”

“You are a dirty… dirty.. fuc- ah..” You moaned as you felt the tip of Ellie’s fingers run through your clothed slit. “You ignored me.. for.. ha- fuck. Days.” Your breath hitched as you felt Ellie push her fingers against your clothed cunt. You looked down at her as she placed an evident grin on her face.

“You know I didn’t mean that baby. You’re everything to me.” Ellie muttered, you didn’t know if she was being satire as she has always been that way. “If I was everything you wouldn’t have gone off to fuck some other girl.” You whispered, feeling a little hurt over what had happened.

“I can make it up to you.” Ellie whispered as she leaned over your ear. Feeling her smile against your ear. Ellie slid her hand under your shirt, her hands glides up to meet with your covered breast. Kneading them softly. “I don’t want to continue…” You breathed as you forced yourself to think that it was not healthy, even though it felt so fucking good. “Yeah? you remember the last night we smoked weed?” Ellie said as she pulled away from your neck, facing you as her gaze softens. You nodded as you felt yourself shrink against her gaze. “We established a safe word that night, yeah?” Ellie asked. Although it seemed like she remembered it very well, she just wanted to know if you did. “Yes… yes..” you repeated as you felt the heat intensify. “Then say that if you want to stop right now. I’ll give you 5 seconds.” You gulped as you hear Ellie’s voice started to fade. You zoned out, feeling disgusted but the temptation was too much. You wanted to shove her off of you and cut ties forever. But you thought, maybe this was the chance? Maybe this was the chance to show her that you were better. That you were better in all sorts of ways, either in.. bed or out of bed. “2…” “1…” “0…”

You gasped as you felt Ellie’s calloused hands gripping your waist. Lifting you up your feet as she carried you to your bedroom. She breathed for a second then threw you on the bed, manhandling you as she forced your legs open. “Come on, I saw your texts. Show me how much you miss me.” Ellie whispered in her low registered tone. Making you feel crawling sensations on your skin. You whined as you reached for her hand, pouting as you saw her pulling her hand out of your reach. “You have to ask for it baby, you know that’s the most important thing.”

“Please, can I use your hand? Please Daddy..” You muttered, hearing Ellie gulp. She has always liked it when you called her that. Ellie nodded as it was a fair sign for you to guide her hand where you want it. You reached for her hand as you softly slid it under your shorts and panties. You heard Ellie’s breath hitch as you pushed her middle finger in, softly moaning as she slowly pumped in and out of you. Leaving you confused as it felt that Ellie was in a rush. “Does that feel good huh? You miss me that much that you’re so loose?” Ellie laughed as she saw your shocked expression, building that sadistic lust inside of her.

You softly cried out her name as you felt her fingers curl inside you. Your spongey walls clenching as you tried not to overcome your high, you felt like you were gonna cum. It has been awhile and it was leaving you insane. There were so many women after you but all you could think about was Ellie knuckle-deep inside you, there was something different. And it’s not about how good her fingers feel inside you right now.

She rammed 3 fingers inside you, taking you aback as you looked down, seeing her hand veins pop as she did her best to keep her pace. Although that there were no signs of struggle ever being evident on her smug expression. “I missed your fingers inside me…” You whined with a squeak in between, making Ellie’s intensity falter. Absolutely being stunned by your beauty “Yeah? How much?” Ellie smirked as she regained her intensity, feeling your walls clench as you tried your best to have her inside you longer. You wanted to do better, better than these girls she has ever been with. “Fuck.. daddydaddy please.” You cried as you felt another digit enter you, completely splitting you open. You thought that it was utterly impossible for you to be able to take this many. But then again, you missed her touch. And you were never dry by the thought of her.

“You wanna cum? I can feel you trying to stop yourself. Don’t worry, I swear we won’t end there.”

Your breath hitched as you bucked your hips on to her fingers, completely sucking in her fingers as your slick started to make the most dirtiest sounds. You cupped your own breasts, kneading the other one as your other hand played with your nipples. Making you ticklish around Ellie’s fingers, which had sent you over to the edge. You gripped her wrist hoping for balance but unfortunately it did not work as Ellie had not faltered even for a second. “I’m gonna cum… a-almost there Daddy. Mgha.. please” You whined as you were completely going dumb just because of four fingers.

For Ellie, she was absolutely enjoying this. She wished she could take a video of this and jack off to it every night, that’s how perverted she was. That’s how much she wanted you, It was sick and it was toxic that even though it was almost insane how many girls had rode her fingers before you, she still wanted you for her only. “I want you to cum. Give it all to me. Because this is MY fucking pussy.” Ellie groaned as she heard her own pounds on your cunt. “FUCK Daddy!” you screamed, as your eyes closed shut. Panting as you slowly opened your eyes. You covered your mouth as you saw your juices splattered over Ellie’s shirt, pants, wrists, and face. You squirted. And you never thought you could. “I underestimated you. Fuck.”

Ellie laughed as she pulled out of your dripping cunt, bringing her fingers to her mouth, slowly dragging her tongue from her wrists to her fingers. Collecting all of the juices you squirted on to her. Ellie pulled away and licked her lips, also collecting the juices from there. “I think you deserve Daddy’s cock today. Don’t you think?”

You nodded eagerly as Ellie walked away, looking for her strap that she specifically bought just for you. Although, you didn’t know that. But she did. Your gaze started to soften as you stared at the ceiling, post-orgasm thoughts flooding through your brain as the discernment suddenly started to flow around the course of your brain. Although, you thought too much. But one thrust of Ellie’s hips and it all slips away. And right now, all the rational thoughts and discernments has gone through the window when you saw Ellie walk in the door with her thick purple strap. You gulped as you felt your cunt drip again.

Ellie plopped herself down on the bed, her hands had a firm grip on your knees as she further laid your legs apart. “Wait Ellie…” You gulped as you pointed towards the silicone object. “Isn’t that… a little too much?” You smiled nervously as Ellie’s gaze pierced through yours. Ellie slowly formed a smile as she looked over to the side and back to you, “it’s either you’re gonna take it or i’m gonna make someone else take it. So, which one is it?” You rolled your eyes as you grabbed on to her hips to pull her closer. “Fine..” you huffed. You looked in to Ellie’s eyes as you seemed to drown in them, but you couldn’t figure out if such feelings were true.

You were taken out of your thoughts when you felt the tip squeeze in to you. You closed your eyes shut as you gripped the sheets, feeling the thickness too overwhelming. “Come on, you can take it baby.” Ellie cooed as she continued to thrust in, making you swallow her whole shaft. You tried to form any words, but you just couldn’t stop. It was too big. Too good.

You wrapped your arms around Ellie’s neck, finding comfort in holding her. You gasped as you felt her thrust slowly, given by the amount of times your pussy was dripping, it was already so ready. You start to feel her speed up, and it was intoxicating. You rolled your eyes back as you started to move your hips with hers. "Uh.. fuck Ellie. You're so big." You screamed as your head banged against the headboard. The noises of the squelching and banging turning you on. “I know you’ve always liked it rought. Such a slut.” Ellie claimed. She has always knew how your body reacted to things. She was observant about it, even in the depths of your new beginning in Jackson. She tried to read you from here on out.

Ellie was going insane, she loved how your cunt wrapped around her perfectly. How you moan her name like it was the end of the world. None of these girls could ever match up to you. Ellie moaned as she felt herself getting dumb by the fact that the strap was grazing on her clit, the stimulation making her yearn for more as she pounded deeper inside you. Almost mercilessly as she was chasing her own pleasure. “I love it when y-you use ah.. me-uh…” You babbled as you felt her deep inside you, almost at the range of your stomach. “Fuck, I love you” Ellie blurted out in between moans. You caught yourself in a shock state as you were still feeling the pleasure of Ellie’s constant pounding.

“Fuck, baby… I love you so much..” Ellie moaned as her hips started to stutter. Indicating that she was close. You cupped her cheek as you ghosted your lips over hers, “I love you too..Mmm fuck! Ah..” Your high-pitched tone caught up with your moans as you both humped eachother. Desperate for the release. “D-dick’s s-s’good Daddy.” You giggled as you were getting cock-drunk. Ellie on the other hand couldn’t get enough of your ass, gripping it and kneading it as she banged herself in to you harder and harder as if she was an animal in heat. You choked on your own saliva as you were screaming too much, the overstimulation getting the best of you as your vision started to get a little blurry.

“Fuck yeah, I love this pussy so much… Who does this belong to? Huh? Hm?” Ellie asked, multiple questions thrown at you as you couldn’t comprehend each one. This is what you loved about Ellie, that she was so fucking dirty when it comes to sex. That she would talk and talk because it feels so fucking good. “Want you to.. f-fuhuck.. f-fill me up Daddy.” You smiled as you leaned over to Ellie’s ear to moan and make her fuck you even faster, even harder, even rougher, or anything. Just anything to fill you up. “You’re so fucking amazing…” “Daddy, you’re so good to me… uhhh fuck!”

The headboard kept banging as you both thrusted on to eachother. Sloppy kisses were made as tongues glided over eachother. You whined as you sucked on Ellie’s tongue, screaming although it was muffled by you sucking her tongue off. You felt your high crashing down on you and it felt so good that you and Ellie were still humping on eachother. “Mmph! More..more..” You begged in between thrusts. You kept thrusting and Ellie eventually came down her high aswell. It was so hard that she also kept humping. She laid on top of you as you both grinded in to eachother until you both came down with another orgasm.

“That was so good..” You huffed as Ellie fell right next to you. She laid in silence for a moment. It made you uncomfortable so you turned to her, “Is everything okay?” You asked as you reached for her cheeks, attempting to soothe her but it failed as she sat up immediately. “It’s almost night time. Have plans.” Ellie said bluntly. “Oh, where are you going?”

“Somewhere.” Ellie said as she pulled her pants up, getting situated. She leaned over to you as she kissed your cheek, smiling as a sign that she really needed to go. “Fine.. Go ahead.” You smiled unsurely as you watched her hurriedly leave your room and your house. It felt as if she wasn’t really there. You closed your eyes as you felt drowsiness possess you. Before you could fall asleep you have managed to set an alarm for Tipsy Bison later tonight as you have finally realized that you needed a drink more than you thought.

An hour later, you woke up to the sound of the ringing of your alarm. You yawned as you sat up, wasting no time and already going to the bathroom. You were in a rush because you knew if you had procrastinated this, you would be late. You’ve spent a lot of time on the shower thinking about Ellie and how she fucked you so good earlier. You felt so good that you had to rub one out before dressing up to finally meet with Dina.

You didn’t put much effort as it was just in Tipsy Bison, but it completely catched everyone’s eye as you walked in. There were many people and it was hard to squeeze yourself in. But you noticed that the people were gathering around two people, which had peeked your curiosity. You forced yourself to walk past by the sweaty men and eventually revealed the dance floor. Everyone stared at you, as your eyes widened in shock. Dina and Ellie were hand in hand, dancing as if they couldn’t give a flying fuck in the world.

“Every guy in this room is staring at you right now…”

“Maybe they’re staring at you…”

Your heart broke as you watched. You didn’t move, you didn’t speak. You were dumb-founded. People we’re looking at you. Not them. They always knew how you felt about Ellie, they knew that she was wrong for you. They kept telling you, but you just didn’t listen.

“They’re not”

“Maybe they’re jealous of you.”

“I’m.. just a girl. Not a threat.”

“Oh, Ellie…I think they should be terrified of you.”

You stormed out as you clutched on to your chest. Your breathing went uneasy as you saw Dina and Ellie kiss. Every single dignity that you had once was gone and it will never be retrieved. It was your fault. You did this to yourself.

You gave in.

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[ya-boi-haru]

You know what, I like you, let me share my headcannons/thoughts on an AU I recently mentioned...

Fable smp Coffee Shop AU...

• Sherb runs a 24/hr (or late opened) Cafe, The Alchemist Brew. They specialise is mixing different coffee flavours to create a new taste and can even create one for a persons specific need or even mood.

The people that have often come in say it was exactly what they needed; students coming in to study found they work best with Icarus' creations - jokes that they put a focusing chemical drug in it. People on first dates say they added an ingredient that was a big ice breaker for them to bond over. A few cases come in home sick and the drinks taste like home somehow.

• Rae runs another cafe in a different part of town. It's a more traditional place, more old fashioned, rustic aesthetic.

Rae got to take over this place a lot sooner than he thought.

His mother went missing when he was young and his step-dad, Fable, left a few years ago. Icarus' was supposed to take over the buisness but they wanted to do their own thing, especially since Rae and Icarus had different ideas on how they should run the place.

So Rae runs the Gilded Cafe. While keeping the more traditional things on the menu, Rae also explores the history with Coffee. Makes ones how they would make it 30, 50, 100 years ago and happily, shares it with their customers.

• Athena is learning how to open their own bakery (Flour Garden) with Jamie. They offer their goods as a trial to both Gilded and Alchemist Brew Cafe. This way they get to try new foods and have people taste test them and both Cafes get a unique item on their menus each week. The feedback from customers is always appreciated and it sparks new ideas for foods and types of foods.

• Momboo runs a flower and tea shop, The Pink Tulip, both as a seperate transaction but has a talent for getting sweet tastes out of nature's prettiest petals

• Which is a dramatic comparison to her sister, Ocie/Kai, who runs a bar, Sea Dragon, iconicly known for its underwater sailor/pirate aesthetic and strong drinks to match

• Wolf is a business analyst and has helped with the businesses as well as a few others around town

• His partner, Centross, helps manage the Sea Dragon. A couple years ago, he tried to start a buisness with Icarus and Easton (who is a real estate agent), but it crashed and burned real quick. Wolf talked to Kai and she was generous enough to help Centross get back on his feet and they ended up working really well together.

• Aax works in the Gilded Cafe with Rae. He came to Rae looking for work - one in a new town with no connection to the Telchin company. They were awful, treated their employees terribly, and they would use special artificial chemicals in their drinks to make it taste like flavours (Hazlenut, vanilla etc), never the real thing, even their machines were designed to cut corners with brewing.

• Ulysses is still with Telchin, casual, but is still in the town with his Partner. He used to be able to do beautiful coffee powder art, but since the accident in the shop he can't even hold a cup steady.

• Will runs little a Cafe - The Traveller - based on flavours around the world, some places he's been lucky to actually travel to. Seven helps him run the place and really good with machines so they never have to worry about things breaking.

• Now all these businesses have their challenges, but Icarus feels they have an extra one...

A night club across the street 2 doors down, "The World Port". It's an exclusive place and Icarus had heard a few things about it.

It's a jack of all trades types of place, has accommodation for any events, Bachelor party's, birthdays, buisness meetings, heck even wakes.

Icarus' problem is that - for some reason - the owner recommendeds The Alchemist Brew to their customers as a place to sober up. Which would be fine if that didn't mean nights of drunks coming in, making a mess and passing out. They somehow get their mail mixed up as well, and The World Port is loud and makes it hard to focus on work.

• The World Ports concept is to be a place for everyone. It's main area is a bar with a dance floor and great music. They have sectioned off rooms, identified by colour, each room can accommodate for certain events. You could hold 3 different events in once.

• Smaller Headcannons/Notes:

• Caspian comes into the Gilded Cafe as a place to write his stories. He started going there for the nice coffee and cozy vibes, but the manager seems really nice and passionate about his work, so he kept coming in and is now a regular. And the Barista working there is cute nice to talk to as well

• Rae grew to appreciate the small talks with Capsian while on shift. He's even made it into a few pages of Raes sketch book - that will never see the light of day - but that has nothing to do with anything! Rae always draws random customers for practice! Despite Aax pointing out that he draws Caspian more.

• Aax and Rae are dating and are peeking interest in Caspian.

• Wolf and Centross are dating, though Centross is showing interest in Kai. He would deny it to hell and back even though everyone can see it.

• Icarus gets new ingredients/inspiration from their friends. Athena and Jamie's creations, Momboos flowers etc

• During the business Icarus, Centross and Easton tried to run, Icarus made a purple drink that turned out to have an addicting side effect. Part of the reason thee business failed.

• Since the World Port is exclusive, Icarus can't get in to talk to the owner. However, there have been times when they've come into the Alchemist Brew, and Icarus has just not been in there at the right time to see them.

• If they don't want to deal with maintenance companies, the other owners ask Seven to come over and fix their equipment, especially if it should be a simple fix.

• Galahad works at The Traveller and suggested their own mix of a spicier blend

Feel free to add onto or suggest things!

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[kit-williams]

IKEA bookshelf

Male Lead(s): Your Iron Warrior & Your parents Imperial Fist Universe/AU: Warhammer 40k/Space Marine Husbandry Sentience Canon Status: ???

Note: Sorry for being late I'm a mom first then a writer second

I had finally moved out on my own. Finally getting a place of my own and also a tag along of my own... a Iron Warrior whom wasn't giving me a name. Was unsure if this was a bond or just a small curiosity... but either way he just helped moved me in and took some food as payment like most astartes.

"Ferrox you better not be eating the cookies!" I say as Ferrox was like a cat sometimes when it was quiet it meant he was getting up to something. I've had to scold him as since he was being very non committal with me I wasn't going to let him tinker in my house. And besides I had to get everything ready for my parents to visit.

"Ferrox no you can't thinker with that." I say as I see him pull the boxes of Ikea furniture into the main room. He says something I don't understand... I'm not bothering with learning Gothic until he decides to stay with me or not. But I can see his frown as if he is asking why he can't help with that. "My parents are visiting." You say and he just responds back not wanting to listen.

Before I can try to get him out the doorbell rings and I head over opening the door. "Mom, Dad, Kester!"

Ferrox paused as he could hear the unmistakable gait of another space marine.

I could hear Ferrox walk up behind me as I was giving Kester a hug and then I could hear Ferrox growling... like legitimately growling. "No No no!" I say as Kester moves between my parents and me and Ferrox. Kester was out of armor while Ferrox was in armor so if a fight went down Kester would be at a disadvantage.

"You should have told us you got an Iron Warrior." My dad says a little disappointedly.

"Yeah well he comes and goes as he pleases I don't even know if we're bonded and I just happened to be the current person who has been taking care of the local feral Iron Warrior." I say as I jostle to get around the wall that is Kester.

"BOYS!" I shout causing both of them to look at me. "Okay either you have to leave Ferrox or you both have to get along. So stop growling at Kestor... now." I say glaring up at the Iron Warrior who to my surprise acquiesces. I move inside as he is frowning at the furniture now knowing why I got it.

Lucky for me I bring the piece of furniture to the spare room which has several boxes. I give Ferrox some of those cookies he was eying as he broods. I'm far too busy to notice how he slips away into the room Kestor is in... I'm too busy drinking wine with my mom and dad to notice the two spaces marines slip out of the apartment to only return with spare lumber and paint... and a lot of other items that should have all been found inside of the Ikea boxes.

I pause coming out of the bathroom as I hear both Kestor and Ferrox in the room and go to open the door before Ferrox pushes the door closed.

"What is it little one?" Kestor says slowly through the door.

"Was just making sure you two are getting along... are you enjoying building the furniture?"

"Yes little one we have come to a truce. We are fo- um we are working together." Kestor says switching his words after a mysterious thump. I was worried about what they were getting up to.

"You're not building like a bug out shelter or something are you?" I feel the need to ask.

"No." I hear two voices rumble and I just nod to myself.

"So what are the boys up to." My dad asks.

"Building. Seems they formed a truce and are working together... which means I have no idea what the room is going to look like afterwards." I say with a sigh as I don't hear any powertools or anything so maybe they are just building the furniture.

Eventually the two come out of the room and seem a bit more friendly with each other but Ferrox is keeping me out from looking as Kestor allows my parents to look but not me.

"Alright sweetheart we're going to go back to the hotel." My dad says before kissing my cheek as I give them both a hug and kiss and doing the same for Kestor.

Once they are all gone I look at Ferrox whom this is the first time he's stayed so long. "Alright show me what you two did."

I open up the guest room door holding my breath as I look at the room. The furniture looks wildly different from what I had gotten... I don't think a single piece was built in the way it was suppose to be but it was all laid out so very nicely... I don't remember buying a book self... I'm pretty sure there were dressers... I raise an eyebrow as I realize they brought in outside wood and pieces. I chuckle softly.

I lean against him and do my best to wrap an arm around his waist, "Thank you Ferrox. What you and Kestor did means a lot to me." Of course Ferrox preens under my praise. And does more preening as I walk around the room looking at each piece of furniture.

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[cu1tsmark]

"Feline Felicity"

Y/N couldn't help but grumble as they followed Jaemin into the pet store, already carrying a bag full of cat goodies. "Jaemin, seriously, we have enough stuff at home for Luna, Lucy, and Luke. They're pampered enough as it is."

Jaemin, a wide grin on his face, was busy perusing the aisles, tossing treats and toys into their cart. "But, babe, they deserve the best. Look at this scratching post, it's perfect for Luna's claws."

Y/N crossed their arms, unimpressed. "We have three scratching posts at home already, Jaemin."

Jaemin chuckled, not the least bit deterred. "Well, they can never have too many, right?"

Jaemin continued to fill their cart with various cat goodies, ignoring Y/N's protests. "And look at these feather toys! Lucy loves these."

Y/N crossed their arms, not amused. "We have a drawer full of those at home."

As Jaemin reached for a bag of gourmet cat food, he suddenly froze, eyes widening. "Y/N, look! Over there!"

Y/N followed his gaze and saw a cute kitten in the adopt aisle, batting at a feather toy with wide, innocent eyes. Jaemin's face lit up. They couldn't help but coo at it.

Jaemin, sensing an opportunity, sidled up beside them. "Isn't that kitten the cutest thing you've ever seen?"

Y/N sighed, torn between their love for animals and practicality. "Jaemin, we can't just keep adopting cats every time we come here. We already have three to take care of!"

Jaemin pouted, eyes pleading. "But just look at its little face, Y/N! It needs a loving home."

Y/N gently touched the kitten's paw through the cage bars, smiling. "I know, but we need to take care of the ones we have first. Maybe in a few months, we can think about it."

Jaemin reluctantly nodded, placing the kitten back in its cage. "Fine, but I'm going to visit it every day until we can bring it home."

Y/N chuckled, giving Jaemin a playful nudge. "Of course, Jaemin. I wouldn't expect anything less from you, cat dad." Jaemin chuckled at the nickname

And so, with their cart full of cat supplies and one new addition to their household on their minds, Jaemin and Y/N headed home to pamper their beloved feline family.

A few weeks had passed since Jaemin and Y/N's trip to the pet store. True to his word, Jaemin visited the cute kitten in the adoption aisle every day, forming a special bond with it. Luna, Lucy, and Luke, on the other hand, were enjoying the newfound attention they received with all the new toys and treats in the house.

One evening, as Jaemin was petting the kitten through the cage bars, a familiar face appeared beside him. It was the store's adoption counselor, Ms. Park.

"Jaemin, I've seen you here quite a lot lately," she said with a warm smile.

Jaemin blushed, scratching his head. "Yeah, I can't help it. This little one here stole my heart."

Ms. Park chuckled. "I can see that. Well, I have some good news for you. Someone's interested in adopting this kitten."

Jaemin's heart sank. He had grown so attached to the kitten, but he understood that giving it a loving home was the most important thing. "Oh, I see. I hope they'll take good care of it."

Just as Jaemin was about to walk away, Ms. Park stopped him. "Actually, they mentioned they were looking for someone who had experience with cats, and they wanted to adopt from a home with other cats. Do you think you'd be interested?"

Jaemin's eyes lit up with hope. "Really? You mean we can adopt the kitten?"

Ms. Park nodded. "Yes, it seems like a perfect match. They're coming by tomorrow to meet you and the kitten."

Overjoyed, Jaemin rushed home to share the news with Y/N. "Guess what, Y/N? We can adopt the kitten!"

Y/N grinned, happy to see Jaemin's excitement. "That's great news, Jaemin. Luna, Lucy, and Luke will have a new friend."

The next day, the prospective adopter arrived at their home, and it was clear that they were cat lovers too. Luna, Lucy, Luke, and the new kitten all seemed to get along instantly. It was a perfect fit.

As they signed the adoption papers, Jaemin couldn't help but feel grateful. Sometimes, fate had a way of bringing the right people and cats together. With four happy feline friends now, their home was even more filled with love and purrs.

#nct dream #nct u #jaemin scenario #jaemin drabbles #jaemin drabble #jaemin scenarios #jaemin imagines #jaemin x reader #jaemin x you #jaemin x y/n #jaemin #nct x yn #nct x y/n #nct x you #nct x reader #nct imagines #nct imagine #nct scenarios #nct scenario #nct dream drabbles #nct dream imagines #nct dream scenarios #nct dream x you #nct #drabbles #na jaemin

[bonefall]

Do you have any plans for Shaded Moss, since Gray Wing is dying in his place? (The specifics of that in my brain was Gray Wing shoving him out of the way of the carriage)

My own thoughts were something along the lines of him having been second-in-command to Gray Wing, but after xir death, Clear Sky starts undermining them, 'suggesting' to people that hey, maybe he *set that up* like, isn't it convenient? That Gray Wing died? Leaving Shaded Moss in charge? Wow, funny like that, huh? And even if most of the group dismisses it as bullshit, it's still "What kinda moron almost gets run over by a carriage and has to be pushed out of the way? Should we really be following him?" Eventually, Clear Sky takes the people who listen to him and leaves, and Tall Shadow kinda forces him to step down, and Shaded Moss kinda lives on the fringes of the group until after Bumble gets driven out. He kinda serves as a surrogate father to Thunder (because I kinda want to keep adoption a thing) and teaches him how to pass better as a tom (because I love older transmascs helping guide their juniors, I wish I had had someone older who knew a little more helping me with that shit as a kid).

I imagine he dies in the First Battle, either just before the "Tell the stars you won" line, or just after, knocking Clear Sky off of Bright Storm and getting killed for it just before Starclan intervenes.

GREAT IDEA let's take it!

(Note though: Shaded Moss -> Shaded Flower, because they now have a naming system that includes a familial last name. Shaded Flower and Rainswept Flower are father and daughter like canon.)

It'll be good for showing how "connected" tribe culture is, to have Thunder Storm have bonds with a lot of the cats he will eventually come into conflict with. Thunder Storm having a surrogate dad figure in the disgraced leader works nicely. Here's how I'll approach it though, taking your suggestions and making sure it works with what's established;

Gray Wing was the leader, Shaded Flower was second in command. He was a logistics sort of guy.

They had never seen a horse before. The group charged in front of it while crossing, spooking it.

Something I found interesting in Sun Trail is that Clear Sky was commanding them across the road that gets Canon!Shade killed on. I think I want to keep that, having Clear Sky be the one who shouted for them all to charge.

Shaded Flower's response to the large animal rearing up was to hiss and freeze

And of course, Gray Wing runs back to save him, getting kicked and killed.

While burying xem, Shade was catching flak. He panicked and his response was to freeze. Clear Sky never takes responsibility for his own actions, and what kind of guy freezes in front of a deer so huge??

He didn't really "step down" so much as Tall Shadow and Clear Sky just naturally started becoming the new leaders. He was pretty ashamed that he got Gray Wing killed.

Embarrassingly, Rainswept Flower ended up having to be his defender a lot of the time. He didn't want her reputation to suffer as a result of his cowardice, but... ugh here they are.

When Jagged Peak broke his leg, Shaded Flower didn't speak up, doubting his own judgement.

But when Bright Storm comes back with her three-legged newborn, he is IMMEDIATELY on Tall Shadow's side in the split. Though his reputation took a big hit, him being on her side IS still helpful.

He probably teaches Thunder Storm how to cook along with helping his transition, since this is going to be an important skill he displays later when he befriends River's Ripple. Rainswept Flower is like a young 19-year-old at this point, making her own life, and Shaded Flower has a sort of loneliness about him.

He probably looks out for Bright Storm, too, since they both had a pretty traumatic experience with Clear Sky treating them like ass. Brings her food and such, makes small talk, watches her kid when she needs a break.

Shaded Flower is, however, probably not a member of early ThunderClan. Or at the very least, he's kind of conflicted about it.

Rainswept Flower is loyal to Tall Shadow, and will remain ShadowClan for her whole life. He really doesn't want to leave her behind

(She even eventually has kittens with Sun Shadow, but that's not super relevant.)

Though... I may have him be part of Bright Storm's Reinforcements, and note how much he's torn between supporting the boy who's practically an adopted son, and his daughter back in Tall Shadow's Clan. He can love them both equally and be torn up over it.

Whatever happens, he will be dying in the place where Rainswept Flower dies in canon. His death in Clear Sky's jaws, "I'm not greedy, just strong!" enrages Bright Storm, who bumrushes him.

She delivers the Star Line, Clear Sky rejects it, and Thunder Storm rushes in to end his battle with Clear Sky once and for all before StarClan halts it.

#I'll clean this all up later along with any other Shaded Flower suggestions anyone has #And make an official character summary #BB!DOTC #Shaded Flower #BB!Shaded Moss #Better bones au

[hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog]

You know, thinking of the AU Crossover chaos

I'm just thinking about how much Radio Guard!Al and Canon!Al just straight up hate the other, but for different reasons. Maybe Canon!Al hates how much this version of him has so much power and he barely uses it, if at all (whats the point of being so powerful if you just use one percent of it). While for Radio Guard!Al, its lowkey for a number of reasons. He sees Canon!Al as immature, heartless, power hungry and more, everything, as an Alastor, would take down. Does his canon counterpart seriously NOT remember the many overlords they killed who were power hungry monsters, willing to hurt everyone and everything to get stay the top dog? Or is that just his universe thing only?

And I think that is the subject of a lot of their fights, be it passive aggressive insults to straight up borderline murder attempts. And they never hide it either. Sometimes Radio Guard!Al will straight up say, full front, not hiding it threats and everyone else has to awkwardly laugh because they know he means them and canon!Alastor HATES the fact Radio Guard!Al COULD actually go through on them and he would be scrapping by to stop him. That is, if he didn't hold back or his Charlie allowed him too. Which Canon!Al probably throws that around a lot, how his Radio Guard self is just a leashed dog. Which cues more argument.

And the scernio i picture in my head, to just solidify HOW different they are, is when they get a fight in the kitchen, probably in Radio Guard's World (idk maybe everyone AU hops for the hell of it //shrugs). It's the kitchen in Radio Guard AU Hotel, and Canon and Radio Guard are arguing, hurling insults are each and more. Things are being said, hurtful or not. And just keeps getting worse and worse. To the point Radio Guard does actually threaten Alastor, reminding him, he only promised to not hurt Canon!Alastor's Vox, he never said anything about Canon!Alastor before pulling away to go back to preparing food. And Canon!Alastor has to take a second to recope before hurling insults and more, snapping at the hand who holds the most power in the room. And I think Radio Guard!Al would just seal the deal by simply saying "You know who you remind me of? Father" and he just smirks as the life drains from his counterpart's eyes and the smile begins to falter (since I like to imagine that Alastor's dad was uh le scum. You know, power hungry, worst of the worst and more). And probably list how they are similar, their father and canon!Al, how they push people away, always have to be the one controlling everything or they throw a hissy fit and will do ANYTHING to have that control, even hurting others, and saying along the lines of "Like Father, Like Son, huh?"

And of course, by this point, Radio guard Al, probably cuts his head open, and curses, flinching back from the blade and Canon tries to make a snarky remark, his mind still reeling, but than Radio Guard!Angel pushes by and sees his Alastor hurt and rushes over. he gets onto him while Radio Guard!Al laughs it off, saying he still needs to cook dinner tonight. And instead of being pushed away, Radio Guard!Angel get pushes his counterpart back to sit in a chair while he goes to start cooking, saying Al needs to rest his hand. And than Radio Guard!Husk comes in, more clean cut, he sees his Al bleeding, his Angel cooking and sighs, grabbing the first aid kit from the top of the stove to patch up his Al before going to help cook. Than comes his counterpart's Nifty, than his Sir Pent (because we'll throw him in too) than his Vaggie, than his Charlie and hell even his Lucifer and he sits in silent pain that, this version of him, is so very close to the hotel staff. And he just sits in silence as he watches them bond and laugh, and how they feel like a family, a community and he can't stomach it. Even when everyone, and i mean everyone, goes to eat outside since its a lovely night. And even when Canon!Al THINKS he has an upper hand against his counterpart with Vox, he catches them slowly repairing their relationship. He sees how every version of him is happy. Expect him. Their smiles and geuine, their laugh is true and it hurts so much he has to excuse himself and just, run. Run away from it all.

omg this is longer than i wanted, this was just rambles aaaaaaaaa -⚔️ anon

When RadioGuard said canon reminds him of their father that physically hurt me too that was a deep cut

Your rambles make my day every time I love them

#ask #au crossovers #⚔️ anon #radioguard au

[peachiseas]

okay i am very new here, so i need a through introduction to your mcs! like eve for example, pls post his whole biography o(╥﹏╥)o

fr tho, tell me anything and everything :D

TOOK SO DAMN LONG SINCE I WANTED TO DRAW A STEP ONE REF OF EVE BUT ITS GONNA TAKE A MINUTE so here are the sketches,,, Anyways- gonna introduce the main two mcs/ocs you'll see here: Eve Cortez Williams and Aaliyah Dubious

(dont mind my ipad scribbles on the screenshot iofqiowogi) Lemme put this under a readmore actually so yall dont get slammed with a long ass post:

Starting with Eve:

He's my Tamarack MC, but I figured since uh. all my art that was a given

He has a strained relationship with Qiu in step 1 but they become besties by step 2 and by step 3, they are like family to each other. If no one got Eve, Eve knows Qiu got them, amen 🙏

He comes out as transmasc by step 2, and by step 3 he gets top surgery and starts taking testosterone and firmly identifies as a butch lesbian

He's from the southern part of Miami, Florida. He's Golden Grove's residential florida man

He practices martial arts religiously, he's a big fan of Goku and Dragonball in general so he wants to be like his idol

His story deviates a bit from the OL2 generic mc story, he did have a dad! Opal and his dad wanted a kid but they both didn't want to get married and since the two of them were best friends, they decided to have a kid together (or well two but we'll talk about that later)

What's important to note from above is that his dad isn't around anymore because his father passed away a few months ago due to a car accident and Eve was hospitalized as a result

So by the time he's at Golden Grove, he's in anger stages of his grief and he doesn't want to be bothered. Which sucks cause hes neighbors with the two loudest kids on the block

Doesn't help he's a ESL speaker (English as a Second Language) and Golden Grove's population is majorly white so he has even harder of a time adjusting to it

He gets into fights in step 1... a Lot. Someone will look at him funny and they'll get punched in the face

He does adjust but he still doesn't like Golden Grove by step 3 but funnily enough, he moves away at the end of step 3 for treatment but moves back in step 4, crazy how that shit works huh

He has two emotional support bunnies; Bulma and Chi-Chi! He gets them in step 2, Qiu and Eve bond over them LMFAO

As for Aaliyah:

She's my Qiu MC, to the shocker of no one. Tamarack is also her best friend <3

Aaliyah is from New Orleans, Louisiana! She's full blooded Haitian and she has family in Haiti

She's also transfem! She passes for cis in step 1 thanks to hormone blockers and some makeup and then starts taking estrogen in step 2 and onwards

Her being black and transfemme is integral to her character and how she navigates around Golden Grove, she doesn't tell anyone she's trans until near the end of step 1. By step 3, the girl gang and Qiu knows shes trans

^^ That's because she had a very negative experience coming out to her community who previously loved her but flipped on her just as fast

So moving to Golden Grove was supposed to be a fresh start for her as herself but by that point she feels like she has to keep up her "cis-sona" lest she gets bullied again

She still gets bullied for other reasons in step 2 though (being a pretty black girl and the one person who has a crush on her is the most popular kid in school... its rough! 😭)

By step 4 though she is proud to call herself trans and will let people know!

She lovessss animals! And the animals love her back! She feeds them all the time and keeps animal food on her for that purpose when she goes to the park to read by herself, she got a flock of crows and stray cats that like to follow her

She has a cat named Kiki!!! Kiki loves everyone except Qiu though, Aaliyah doesnt know that though-

I hope that was enough of a info-dump! If anyone has anymore questions please ask i have so much lore please-

#candy girl answers #our life 2 #our life: now and forever #our life mc #aaliyah dubois #eve cortez williams

[male-hedonism-and-acting-cool]

so i saw you have headcanons on ur page, so i prompt you for more, unload all ur cattonquick headcanons can be nsft go wild mate

sorry it took me so long but here are almost 2k words of my cattonquick headcanons

Felix

dyslexia/adhd combo. has no idea until like late 20s/early 30s. gets medicated, and it changes his entire life (he even gets some kind of rich boy job)

but during oxford he's just struggling and insufferable. Oliver has to do some of his assignments for him (not often. usually when Felix forgets about them entirely and doesn't find someone to pay for doing them)

had chlamydia. do I really need to explain this one? boy fucks around a lot

wants to get his nipples pierced

likes horror stories and spooky urban legends and stuff but also gets scared shitless by them

he was around 10 when his dog died. was literally heartbroken, didn't eat for like a weak. swore to never have a pet again

once during boarding school procrastinated all of his works for the last moment drank five redbulls was awake for 43 hours to finish everything and went to two finals. slept for two days straight woke up with no memory of doing any of this and didn't have a caffeinated drink again for a couple of years (he still barely passed if you care)

has super boring stories about drunk nights out (because he's rich and popular, so there's always something looking after him). but he thinks they are crazy

turns into crazy people pleaser if you as much as hint that you don't like him

​Oliver

autistic

thinks he's great at masking (he does know it's masking because he's also not diagnosed but he's highly aware that he performs different versions of himself for people and believes it's him being an evil genius or something)

is actually shit at masking. he can put his shit together and act a certain way for some time (like he did with other Cattons). but most of the time he's a little freak type of guy, and everyone notices

he also won’t talk to anyone unless he absolutely needs to (he almost failed a class because he needed to do a group project but didn’t like the group he was assigned to, so he tried to email “sorry to miss our group meeting but here’s my part of the work” his way out of talking to any them)

since they spend almost all the time together, Felix knows him in his closest to not masking state

I think his dad does have drinking problems, but he's more like a functional alcoholic so no one cares

likes reading long books. like 600+ pages long. they provide him with a sense of stability

I know he doesn't look like it, but he did have friends at school. mostly children of his parent's friends or people from his classes. he doesn't keep in touch with any of them, and it's his decision (he misses them sometimes, but it's more like he misses the idea of having friends than actual people)

started using contact lenses because Felix would always mention how he likes the color of his eyes

really picky about food and would rather starve than eat something he doesn't like. skips meals at oxford all the time if eggs at the dining hall are cooked in the wrong way or something like this

tries to quit smoking at some point later in life but decides it's not worth it with all the passive smoking from living with Felix

talks in his sleep. not much and not often, but still

becomes a writer and write really fucked up stories with dark academia vibes (partially because he turned into a fucking gremlin when he discovered academic validation and never let it go + partially as a love letter to Felix, his uni sweetheart who, let's be honest, kinda peaked at uni)

gets close with his second sister when she grows older (she and the youngest one have a similar age difference to Oliver and the oldest sisters, and their parents treated them similarly. so they bond over being ignored and forced into taking care of their younger siblings) parents treated them similarly. so they bond over being ignored and forced into taking care of their younger siblings)

cattonquick

Felix is one year older than most people in his class. because he took a gap year after school to "experience life" (get drunk in nine different European countries) and "get to know himself" (receive a couple of mediocre hand-jobs from other rich boys and make some conclusions about his sexuality). he would've been one year Oliver's senior but when Oliver was five he had severe pneumonia and was too weak to start school (like a fucking victorian child). so he started a year later and they are the same age

they do awful couple Halloween costumes (there are also people dressing as them for Halloween as couple costumes, that’s how annoying they are)

they are "facebook official" if you care (it was a big deal for possessive mentally unstable people back then, trust me, my favorite movie is the social network)

Felix has insane separation anxiety (like those dogs on tiktok that grew up during covid with their owners always around)

he would sit in Oliver's laps at parties, play with Oliver's clothes or hair while he's doing his work, ask Oliver to join him in the shower because I need to wash my hair so it's gonna be a long shower and I'll miss you and then you'll go to the shower and I'll miss you even more

but once in a while he gets angry because he feels "too needy" so he ignores Oliver for the whole day or asks him to leave if they are together

then (you guessed it) he starts missing Oliver

at first, Oliver was freaking out every time this happened, but over time he figured out to just give Felix some time and come back later. it still hurts him though that Felix believes he can just send him away whenever he's tired of him

after days like this Felix does everything to show that he loves Oliver and wants him around. he cuddles him more, takes him to a bar or to one of their special places, buys him something (he keeps track of everything Oliver mentions he likes by texting Farleigh. Farleigh fucking hates it)

but still the best way to show Oliver that he won't suddenly get bored of him once and for all one day is to stop doing shit like this. and Felix fails to do it. so they pretend it never happened until it happens again

Oliver always pulls Felix for a kiss by the collar or by his hair. he never st­ands on his toes

they did acid toge­ther once. Felix was sure Oliver would love it but Oliver had an awful trip full of maze imagery and never tried psyched­elics again

for their first va­cation together, they go to France (mostly because Felix does­n't really care for traveling, and he kno­ws that Paris is the city of love or wha­tever). there're huge protests the second day they arrived. so they only go to Louvre and spend the whole two weeks in their hotel room

after Oliver and Felix date for a while and it's clear that Oliver isn't going anywhere Oliver and Farleigh start to develop some love/hate friendship. they mostly hang out toget­her, talk shit about everyone (including each other), and di­scuss poetry

Felix is insanely jealous. Farleigh is offended Felix thou­ght he would be into Oliver. Oliver finds it hilarious (he doesn't think it's hot because he already knows how possessive Felix is, which is hot, but this makes Felix nervous so Oliv­er isn't into it)

Oliver bites. not only during sex but in general. they can sit holding hands and talk and he will just bite Felix's ha­nd and continue talk­ing like nothing hap­pened. because Felix is a little spoon, he will often wake up from Oliver biting into the back of his neck and have a mark for the entire day. Felix gets used to it surprisingly eas­ily (and by gets used to it I mean he finds it unearthly hot, to­uches marks that Oli­ver leaves on him all the time and serio­usly thinks about ge­tting a tattoo of Ol­iver’s bite marks)

and yes he does call Oliver a vampire

Oliver has a couple of slightly worn t-shirts three sizes bigger for Felix to borrow (when they st­art living together a couple slowly turns into a whole drawe­r)

they never really lived in saltburn to­gether. but they went here for summer

when they start li­ving together (right after oxford they move into a two-story apartment) Oliver insists they both sho­uld have an office as some personal spac­e, mostly because he needs to get his wo­rk done. Oliver’s of­fice is very old-fas­hioned, with dark wo­oden furniture and tall bookshelves. he also gets a reproduc­tion of the Saltburn maze game. Felix do­esn’t know what to put in his office bec­ause he doesn’t need a fucking office. his only idea is to commission a portrait of Oliver, so for a couple of years (until he gets medicated and finds a rich boy job) his office has blank wall­s, a portrait of his boyfriend with a de­sk and a single chair across from it and nothing else. he en­ds up spending most of the time Oliver works on the couch at Oliver’s office any­way

Oliver has a lock of Felix's hair in a locket. very 18th century gothic poet style (Felix knows ab­out it btw. it was an anniversary gift)

Felix introduces Oliver as boyfriend, then fiancé, and then husband. Oliver al­ways introduces Felix as his life partner

they get married after six years toget­her

Felix is the one to propose (he waited for Oliver to do it, but Farleigh once told Oliver that he would look like a des­perate social climber if he proposes and Oliver internalized it immediately)

Oliver writes Felix love letters even after they’ve been together for years. full of admiration for small daily things Felix does, about how godly is even the way Felix brush his teeth; about small nice things that hap­pened to him because there’s no one in the world he would ra­ther share it with (much like Nabokov’s Letters to Vera)

Oliver doesn't bel­ieve in soulmates, and Felix claims to be personally victimiz­ed by it. but Oliver just loves to see it as a result of hard work they put into it. he doesn't think they were simply destined to be togeth­er, he believes it's years and years of them choosing to be together, choosing each other when there were so many easier options

as for nsfw

I don't think they have sex with penet­ration often

like Felix has oral fixation, and Oliver just prefers doing things with his han­ds or mouth

Felix is really vo­yeuristic and huge part of their sex life is just Felix putt­ing up a show for Ol­iver and Oliver watc­hing

Felix likes to do cookwarming (oral fi­xation + it grounds him and his adhd bra­in)

Oliver is really a service dom whatever Felix wants Oliver will find a way to do it

but his personal favorite is rimming Felix until he's all wet and finish him by sucking him off and fingerings him at the same time

#cattonquick #felix catton #oliver quick #saltburn #english is not my first language #I really treat this movie like a cute little romance

[theholypeanut]

Being Ego Jinpachi’s smart daughter with zero athletic skills

Disclaimer: This is a headcanon for my bestie who is a huge Ego Stan and we joked once how “damn if Ego get a kid who is awful in sports it will be a disaster” and here I am, making it reality - this is part 1

Warning: Ego is not the best dad, Kunigami and Isagi have one braincell, for now no romo, just funny vibes, platonic

Afab!reader

○ Since the day you were born, the bar was set HIGH

○ Unfortunately the older u get the more obvious it is that your eye-legs coordination is just not existing

○ Ego is very disappointed and makes you train either way, thinking that with hard work you can still represent the level he wishes

○ Noel Noa is your godfather, but he just told Ego that maybe u will find different hobby

○ Excuse me like what?

○ However, thankfully you are very smart and developed amazing computer skills at young age

○ To bond with your dad more, you helped him with the programming of Blue Lockmans and worked hard to make the Blue Lock project work from technical point of view

○ It actually took a lot of pressure off your shoulders that your dad is so happy with progress this teenage boys are making

○ U guys have great time and you actually spend lots of time in the Blue Lock cockpit…

○ Because Damn, watching the boys is better than any telenovela on tv

○ Angst, betrayal, friendships - it has it all and you got invested af, eating popcorn while watching another episode of Team Z dramatic encounters

○ As you are similar age you also divided them into smash or pass categories in your free time

○ Until one day, because of your dad’s awful diet Anri encouraged you to go pick up some food from the Blue Lock cantine to get some actual proteins “but don’t let anyone see you”

○ Excitement went through the roof, as you cannot really leave the cockpit area

○ U wore your Blue Lock sweatshirt and sweatpants and went on your secret James Bond adventure to pick up some steak

○ Everything was doing great, because it was close to the bath/bed time, but then you accidentally met Isagi and Kunigami in the cantine and u panicked

○ However what saved u was lack of brain cells of your favourite telenovela characters

○ “Damn there are so many pretty boys in here, I didn’t think there would be another person looking like Chigiri”

○ U feel like an isekaied character just put inside your favourite novel, and decided to play your cards right

○ “ughmmm thanks bro” you lowered your voice to not get busted on the spot

○ You are absolutely clueless how anyone would take you for an athletic boy when you barely have any muscles but ok

○ U decided to eat some steak with them and try to avoid any personal questions, just asking them about their experiences so far (even when you know everything since u pretty much watch them on security cameras all the time)

○ To fish for some compliments u say stuff like “don’t u guys think the system here is amazing?? Oh my god this place is so great” but unfortunately they are just football freaks and don’t appreciate true art

○ To be fair you preferred to meet Bachira bc u liked him the most, you are a total fangirl over this bee boy, but u take what you can

○ It was getting late and you were scared that Anri would notice you on the cameras, so you decided you’d go back

○ “Oh you haven’t say from which team you are??” Isagi apparently was looking for more boys into his harem

○ “Em… Team B” you lied. “Say hi to Bachira from me” and u just waved to them and walked away.

○ After sprinting back to cockpit, apparently no one noticed how long you’ve been gone, so you deleted all of the camera footage from the encounter

○ Now just wait till they notice in second selection that there is actually, no Team B.

By slowlyholypeanut - please don’t steal, respect, don’t change

Pretty sparkles by @benkeibear thank u so much for your amazing work ✨

#blue lock #blue lock headcanons #bllk #ego jinpachi #isagi yoichi #kunigami rensuke #blue lock platonic

[chlos-dead]

Just a Litte Longer,

carl grimes

Carl Grimes x fem!Reader (she/her)

A/N: First time posting an imagine! I’ve always loved writing but I normally end up just getting as far as a poem or an idea for a story. I have also been having A LOT of writers block recently so I hope this is good enough! ♡

warnings: making out (if that even counts as a warning.)

This is set in Alexandria but not in any specific season. (whatever season you’d like)

!! proof read !!

Description: Rick has had enough of Y/N and Carl’s bickering. They have hated each other since the first day they’ve met and he has never understood why? The two are fairly similar and would make a great pair. He came to the realization that the only way to get the two of them to bond is by, forcefully, having them scavenge together.

Y/N: pink

Carl: blue

Rick: green

Enjoy!

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“Carl! Y/N! Get down here!” Rick yelled from the kitchen, hearing annoyed groans coming from the two as they nearly trampled down the stairs. “We’re running pretty low on food for Judith.”

“I don’t understand? What does that have to do with us?” Y/N asked, Carl nodding in agreement.

“I need the both of you to go out to get some for her.”

“Seriously?”

“Are you actually complaining? She’s just a kid.”

“Now, come on, don’t make me feel bad. I’m tired. Cut me slack, okay?” Y/N crossed her hands over her chest.

“You’ve done nothing to be tired today,” Carl argued. “I have a reason to be tired, I’ve actually done shit.”

“And by ‘shit’ you mean playing video games? I’ve done shit today, I went outside, played hide and seek with the younger kids, helped Olivia make lunch.”

“I did not just play video games. I read a bit too…”

Y/N laughed, “You did not fucking read. You looked at drawings with speech bubbles around them. You can barely call that read-”

“Can you two quit? And also, watch your mouth.” Rick cut her off, Carl shooting Y/N a cocky smirk. “I don’t care about how either of you feel, you’re going. Now, get ready.”

The pair went back upstairs into their rooms to get themselves ready to go. Carl threw on a random pair of jeans, a white shirt, and a blue flannel to go over it. Y/N wore her only pair of low-waisted blue jeans and her brown, scoop necked, long sleeve shirt (the lace trim from her white, cami tank top popping out from the top and bottom of the shirt.) They both put their shoes on, grabbed a bag and their choice of weapon and once again, they almost trampled down the stairs.

“Here are the keys.” Rick tossed the keys to the car to Y/N, he shot her an impressed look at the fact that she caught them. “Now, You two stay safe.” They said goodbye to Rick and walked out the front door.

Not even being outside for one second Carl snatched the keys from Y/N’s hands. “Thank you.” He let out a pop noise.

“Hey! Give em’ back!” Y/N demanded.

“No.” He scoffed, unlocking the car.

“The fuck?” Y/N sped to the other side of the car and shoved Carl out the way. She was so close to sitting down in the drivers seat until she felt him tug on her wrist. Her eyes widened at the feeling of his fingertips on her skin, she kind of liked it. He moved her out to the way. “My fucking God…” She rolled her eyes.

“I’m not kidding. I don’t feel like dying today.” He gave a light chuckle and sat down to start the car. Y/N accepted the fact that she wasn’t getting those keys and went back around to sit into the passengers seat.

After a terrible twenty minuets of sitting in a silent car full of tension, they finally spotted what looked like a convenient store. They held the weapons close as they watched each others backs. Their hatred for each other wasn’t so bad, it’s not like they wanted one another to die. Surprisingly, there wasn’t all that many walkers guarding the place nor inside.

I still don’t understand why your dad couldn’t have just chosen someone else to this.” Y/N said as soon as they began looking around for the supplies that was needed.

“Neither do I but, at least my sister will be alive.” He turned to her, putting his gun down.

“Please, She’s the only reason why I’m doing this.” Y/N loved Judith. She is actually one of the few people Judith will let hold her without crying within ten minuets of being in their arms.

“Feelings are mutual.” They had been looking around for a good amount of time but still, no luck whatsoever. All they ended up finding was a small case of water and fruit flavored gummies.

“I knew we wouldn’t find jack shit.” Y/N mumbled, flipped through a magazine.

“What?” Carl turned around from looking at the row of chips.

“I knew we wouldn’t find jack shit.” Y/N repeated, laying the magazine onto the counter behind her.

“What’s with your attitude today?” She laughed in response to his question.

“God, you’re acting like your dad.”

“I’m being serious.”

“I don’t have an attitude.”

“Yeah, you do.” He assured, “normally you’re a brat but today you’re just being a dick.”

“You’re the one that’s being a dick!” Y/N argued, moving closer to him.

“Really?” Carl laughed at her assumption.

“Yes, really.” She looked him up and down shooting what felt like a death stare until she noticed the grin growing on his face. Also, not to mention the tension from not too long ago, in the car, had came back except this time it felt… Different? It felt more, romantic.

He placed his hands on her hips, “What are you doing?” Y/N pushed him away. He moved back closer to her, this time lust forming in his eyes.

“Just shh…” He whispered into her ear.

She stayed quiet and watched as he put his hands in the same spot before, sending a slight shiver down her body, he moved her even closer, each other’s hips were practically merging together. Carl lifted her chin with his right hand and gently pressed his lips against hers. His lips were quite soft. He smiled at the feeling of Y/N biting his lip without realizing. They pulled away from each other, “See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?” It took her a second to comprehend what had just happened. She wasn’t expecting her first kiss to be the guy she ‘hated.’ Or at least who she thought she hated. “Y/N•N?” Carl waved his hand in her face, attempting to get her attention.

“Oh-Shit-Sorry. I guess I just didn’t think my first kiss would be…You” She paused for a moment and looked up at him. “Also, I’m sorry.”

“Huh-Why?”

“I’m pretty sure I bit your lip.”

“No, don’t be sorry. I found it kinda cute.” She let out a giggle, covering her face with her hand. He wrapped his fingers around her wrist, similar to how he did earlier, and moved her hand down and gave her another kiss, this one being a bit more rough than the first.

Y/N managed to get the words, “Carl wait-” to escape from her lips. He hummed in response. “You sure we shouldn’t be getting back soon?” She placed her hands on his chest, fixing the collar of his flannel.

“You sure you don’t want to do this for a little longer?” He looked down and then back up at her. He had noticed her cheeks turning a brighter pink when he picked her up and placed her onto counter, her legs around his hips.

This time she leaned in for a kiss,

“Just a little longer…”

#chlos-dead #aesthetic #the walking dead #twd imagine #carl grimes #carl grimes imagine #the walking dead imagine #fanfiction #fanfics #fanfic #wattpad #scenario #writing inspo #teen romance

[mageofseven]

"I Wish You Were the Father..." Part 1

I see this post as a sort of continuation of this post, but it's not necessary to read that one in order to enjoy it.

Basically, MC got knocked up by another human in her realm before being brought to the Devildom for the exchange program.

She was overwhelmed so she didn't tell anyone. She died and was resurrected by Barb like before, but so was her child.

All of the Boys know and have been taking care of her.

In this post, she will bond with one of the three older brothers, say the quote above, and fall in love with them.

The other brothers and the rest of the Boys will come in other parts.

So I hope you enjoy~

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Lucifer:

Lucifer has been hovering over the woman as much as possible since That Night™️

After what happened, after what she did for his family...well, taking care of her and her child wasn't even the least he should do.

The human has been nothing but depressed and jumpy since her death, something the oldest couldn't blame her for in the slightest.

Lucifer had hoped bringing her some stability would help making her feel more safe and relaxed; the pride demon wasn't the best at comforting others so he simply used what skills he did have for the pregnant woman

And MC appreciated it; Lucifer really did have a way of making her safe and cared for.

At the same time, the more care she received from him and the other guys, the more guilt she felt.

Yes, that Night™️ she and her baby went through a lot, but still; MC was very much the type of person who helped others and wasn't used to the other way around.

One day, Lucifer came back from his meeting with Diavolo with MC's favorite food, a meal he picked up on the way home.

He pulled out her chair and had her sit down at the table before taking a seat next to her.

"How have you been feeling today?" He asked softly.

MC stared down at her food as she wrapped her arms around her belly.

"Fine..." She mumbled.

"You don't sound 'fine'." He gave a small huff. "Please...just talk about it with me."

"You've treated me so well...treated us so well," She gave her belly a light squeeze as she embraced it. "But...I don't feel like I deserve it."

"MC..." The man could only stare for a moment. How could she say that? "You risked the life of yourself and your child just to save my family from our pain and dysfunction."

"And I'd do it again." She spoke softly. "But...all of the care you're giving me...it makes me feel things I shouldn't."

"What do you mean?" Lucifer raised his gloved hand to wipe away the tear that fell down her cheeks.

MC shook her head before staring down at her belly.

"I wish you could love me...but you could never love me like this." MC hugged her belly tighter. "I wish you were the father...I wish my baby had a dad that actually loved and cared about us..."

The pride demon stared at the human, dark eyes wide as he processed her words and watched tears fall down to her hands and belly.

The man reached out his hand to her cheek and gently guided the woman to meet his gaze.

"Then how about I be just that?" He spoke softly. "Being a parent is not defined by genetics after all."

The human stared up at him in shock, frozen mid breath.

"I...Lucifer..."

The man slowly leaned in, giving the woman time to reject if she preferred to, before pressing his lips to hers.

MC leaned into him during the sweet kiss and even laid a hand on the side of his neck before they pulled away

And when they did, the pride demon saw the woman's eyes beam with so much happiness and love through her tears.

"I love you." He told her. "I...did not want to reveal my feelings for you originally because I was afraid of overwhelming you when you were already going through a difficult time; if I knew you felt the same...I would have confessed sooner."

Suddenly, MC's smiled fell.

"Are...I mean...are you sure about this?" She asked. "I--we're human--"

"And you have shown all of us how strong and beautiful humanity can be." He insisted. "Being human is not a flaw of you or this child; it's a strength of you both as people."

To make another attempt at parenthood when he did so poorly with Satan...it was daunting to the pride demon

However, he loved this woman and her child with every ounce of his soul.

He was going to give them his everything and make sure both mother and child want for naught.

He will take care of both of them for however long this life gives him theirs.

Mammon:

Another man who hovered over her, only he wasn't the least bit subtle about it

Nor did he ever truly doubt it, but did always shoot back how the human needs the Great Mammon to take care of her

And she did. All of the greed demon's care and company really did wonders for the mother and baby.

The two were laying in bed, MC curled up into Mammon's chest.

The two weren't a couple, but anyone who saw the two laying together and embracing the other so intimately would assume such.

Honestly...Mammon and MC didn't know what they were anymore; both held strong feelings for the other, but neither were brave enough to speak them aloud.

Mammon was worried about pushing his feelings on the woman who already went to hell and back for his family, metaphorically speaking, and didn't want to risk stressing MC out while she was pregnant and dealing with complicated stuff.

MC didn't want to tell Mammon her feelings for him because she didn't believe this wonderful man could truly love her, not when she is carrying another man's baby.

The demon realized she was crying before she did when he felt a tear land on his chest.

"'Ey what's that about, huh?" His gaze met the human's.

In truth, the man has grown used to her tears. They used to make him freak out and believe he did something wrong

But with the woman's hormones flaring and their general feelings about the situation, he grew to understand that it was usually not his fault and that helped him stay calm for her.

"Nothing..." She mumbled.

"It don't look like nothin'." Mammon tighten their embrace. "You might as well tell me and save us both the time."

"Does it...bother you that I'm pregnant?"

How was he supposed to answer that??

"I...look, it pisses me off that that d-bag knocked you up and left you to deal with the consequences, but I have nothin' against your kid."

"But..." The woman shook her head. "Nevermind..."

"Human...just spit it out, okay?" He said in a low voice. "The Great Mammon won't judge ya; you know I won't."

"I just..." The human sighed. "Mammon, do you still have feelings for me?"

The demon's face went red.

"W-Whatcha talkin' about all a sudden??"

Everyone knew Mammon had a crush on MC, even the human herself

However, the woman was worried those feelings died the minute he discovered her baby.

The woman sniffled before hiding her face in his chest.

Devil, the man was so tense. How was he supposed to handle this???

"I wish you were my baby's dad..." She cried into his chest.

Holy--did she really say that??

It took a minute for the man to process her words

But once he did, Mammon laid a hand on her belly and pressed a kiss to her head.

"I...Mammon?" The woman raised her head in surprise.

"I-If that's whatcha you want me to be then that's what Imma do."

"You don't have to..."

Mammon stared at her with a serious look, but the blush still on his cheeks.

"Ya ask me if I still have feelin's for ya...the answer is always yes." He told her. "And the truth is, I want that kid to be mine and I want us all to just be happy."

The woman stared in disbelief as Mammon leaned in for kiss and rubbed her belly.

"For now on, yer my girl and that's our kid and we don't have to think about that human asshole, got it?"

MC smiled before nodding and leaning in for another kiss.

Everything is gonna be okay now; the woman just knew it.

Leviathan:

This man and his room was her safe place, just as always.

Despite how awkward Levi was about her pregnancy and ever expending belly, he still cared about his Henry and did what little he felt he could do for her.

Often, the pregnant woman would get overwhelmed and choose to hide in the room with the third brother.

Today is one of those days.

MC was taking a nap while Levi played games with the TV muted, trying to make as little noise as possible for her.

This was both so the woman could sleep undisturbed and so he could listen for if she woke up and needed something from him.

"Le...vi..."

"Y-Yeah?" The man quickly paused his game before turning to his Henry

Only to see her still asleep.

Levi blushed.

Did she....say his name in her sleep???

The envy demon set down his control and crawled over to the bed.

He watched the woman sleep, an action he knew would probably be seen as creepy, but he just wanted to see if she'd say his name again

...plus her sleeping face is really cute 😳

"mmmm...mhmm..."

He listened intently, growing more self conscious by the second

Surely the first time was a fluke and he was being a creepy otaku and this would only upset MC if--

"L...evi...Levi...I love you."

The man tried covering his mouth to muffle his yelp of surprise

But it was too late. The woman's eyes fluttered open and stared at him lovingly, brain still in a sleepy haze.

"Hey..." She gave a soft, sleepy smile.

What was he supposed to say???? After what he just heard especially!!!

It took a couple more seconds for the human's brain to reboot and when she did, her face was just as red as Levi.

The two stared at each other for a moment before MC hid her face in his pillow.

Great, now he made her uncomfortable!!! Gah Levi felt like the worst--

"Levi?" The woman poked an eye out from her hiding spot. "Could...could you lay with me for a bit?"

The two used to lay together a lot before...all of this.

Since he and the others found out about her pregnancy though, the demon couldn't even brush against her arm without jumping out of his skin, let alone lay with her in bed.

MC thought he resented her for being pregnant with another man's baby. No, they weren't together, but she knew she was someone important to him and he wasn't the Avatar of Envy for nothing.

In truth...she was right, at least partially. The more her belly grew, the more awkward and uncomfortable he became.

He also didn't like the thoughts that came into his head.

Levi...has had feelings for her for a while now so...when he discovered she was pregnant...

He was just so jealous.

That stupid human normie was able to date MC of all people?? That dude had that kind of luck yet he still threw her away the moment he found out she was pregnant.

It drove him insane and made him wish that...this baby was his.

Never has Levi really ever thought much about being a dad, but when the person he loved ended up getting pregnant by some shitty guy, it unlocked something in him, something he didn't fully understand

But in this moment, after hearing her declare her love for him in her sleep and now shyly asking for him to lay with her like he used to...the man couldn't say no.

Levi nodded and slowly joined his Henry in bed, laying his head on her chest like he used to

And man, did it feel just like the old days.

The warm, softness of her chest and arms around him, MC playing with his hair with such tenderness...

However, he could hear her heart beating fast, faster than a person who was just sleeping would usually beat and it worried the man

"H-Henry? Are you okay?"

The woman tightened her embrace.

"I don't know..." She said softly. "I just need to hug you for a while. Is that okay?"

Levi nodded in her arms

"S-Sure..."

The two laid together for awhile, causing the demon to eventually relax in her arms

...till his hand slid and accidentally brushed against her belly, causing the man to flinch away like he touched a hot stove.

Bad move, Levi...

"Do you really hate my baby that much?"

"N-No!!!" The man clung to her even tighter in apology. "I-I just...I--"

"I'm sorry." MC started to tear up. "I'm sorry I'm carrying another guy's baby...but please stop pulling away from me."

Stupid!!! Levi should have knew his awkwardness would hurt her, but he didn't know how else to deal with all of this

And now boy was panicking.

"I didn't mean--I'm sorry!!! I just love you and couldn't handle that jerk--"

"Levi?" The tearful woman stared at him, eyes wide.

That's when he realized what he said and started to backpedal.

"I-no! I mean, yes but I--you said it first in your sleep so I just--"

"I did what???" The human's face was redder than Levi's, causing the man to feel the need to speak up a bit more.

"It's fine." He told her. "I...I love you too and I have for a long time."

"Levi..." The woman's chest start to heave up and down unsteadily as her body prepared for some big tears.

The woman squeezed him tightly and cried into his hair.

"I love you..." She sniffled. "I wish this baby was yours...why can't it be yours..."

The envy demon couldn't believe what he was hearing; she was saying all the things he has wanted to hear for so long.

"It...It can be." He blurted out.

MC lifted her head to look down at him.

"Levi--"

"I can be their dad." He offered, nervous. "I...I don't know what I'm doing, but I'll figure it out and try to be a good dad."

"Do...do you mean that?"

"Yes..."

Levi couldn't help it; without much thought, he readjusted himself so he could kiss her.

When he realized what he was doing, he tried to break the kiss, but MC laid both hands on the sides of his face, gently asking him not to pull away

And he'll never pull away; never again.

#obey me #obey me otome #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan

[themultifandomgal]

Tommy Shelby- Old Love Pt4

Pt1 Pt5

I wake up the following day to Charlie jumping on the bed

"Mummy wake up wake up. Nanna has made breakfast!"

"Hmmm 5 more minutes"

"No mummy come on you need to get up" Charlie pulls the bed sheet off me

"Ok I'm up" I slowing get out of bed rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. Charlie takes my hand and pulls me downstairs to the kitchen. He sits down next to my dad and I sit next to him. Mum places a plate of food in front of me

"Thank you" I give her a smile

"So have you decided if we're going to Polly's?" dad asks me

"Not sure. Is it a good idea? Tommy and I have only just reconciled"

"I think it will be good for Charlie" I look down at my son who's stuffing his mouth with his food

"Slow down Charlie" I scold Charlie

"Sorry mummy"

"I just don't want Charlie to be in the middle of whatever is going on"

"Sorry to say this love, he already is"

I decide that we should go and have diner that day at Polly's. So knocking on the door with Charlie in my arms was super nerve racking. Polly opens the door and smiles

"Aunt Polly" Charlie opens his arms out for Polly to take him

"Hi Charlie are you hungry?"

"Yeah let's go" I chuckle at Charlie and follow Polly into the house. The first to greet me is Arthur by pulling me into a massive hug. Next is John then Finn and Micheal. The final person to greet me was Tommy

"Thank you for coming"

"I'm doing this mainly for Charlie"

"I understand"

"Mummy hurry up I'm hungry. Uncle Arthur is already putting food on his plate. He's going to eat it all!" Charlie runs back into the dinning room

"We err best go and sit down" I give Tommy a small smile and follow where my parents and Charlie have gone. I sit down next to Charlie while Tommy sits opposite us. Johns kids and his wife are dotted around the table

"Mummy can you help cut up my chicken?"

"Of course I can" I take his knife and fork in my hands and cut up his food

"So YN are you moving back to Small Heath?" Arthur asks

"I don't know yet. We will see. I see the betting shop is doing well"

"Yeah it is" there's an awkward silence between us all.

The rest of our meal was quite awkward with a lot of small talk. I watch as Charlie and Johns kids all run around the garden when Tommy walks up to me

"Hey"

"Hi"

"Dinner was a little awkward wasn't it?"

"Just a bit" I chuckle

"He's grown since I last saw him"

"Been eating his greens, unlike his father"

"Don't like vegetable"

"I know. You never did" I finally look up at Tommy who's still watching Charlie play "Tom?"

"Hmm?" Tommy now looks at me

"Yesterday Charlie asked me if you still loved us. Hearing him say that broke my heart"

"I've fucked this up haven't I?"

"We both have" I shrug

"How do I repair our relationship?"

"Be his dad. Go play with him" I nod towards Charlie

"How?"

"He will tell you, be glad he's not a girl else you'd be playing as a princess" I say making us both laugh "you know he loves horses, bond over that. Take him to Charlie's yard to meet the horses"

"Can I have him for the day tomorrow?"

"Don't you need to be at the betting shop?" I ask frowning

"Polly's in charge tomorrow"

"Then you are more than welcome to have him"

"Would you like to join us?"

"Oh I don't know"

"You don't still have a fear of horses do you?"

"Maybe" I chuckle

"Then you definitely need to come with us tomorrow"

"I don't have any boots with me" I try to get out of going to the farm

"I'm sure Ada will let you borrow hers"

"But..."

"No buts. Your coming with us tomorrow"

"Fine, but I'm not ridding" I cross my arms

"We will see"

We continue to watch Charlie and the kids playing until it was time to leave Polly's and go home

"Mummy will we live with daddy again?"

"I'm not sure baby" I say tucking Charlie into bed

"I'd like to live with daddy again"

"Maybe one day we will, but even if we don't, daddy will always love you and so will I"

"I love you too mummy" I bend down and kiss Charlie on the forehead

"Goodnight baby. Sweet dreams"

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders reader #tommy shelby #john shelby #arthur shelby #tommy shelby x y/n #tommy shelby x wife #tommy shelby x you