#stay safe and well hon!!

[melodrangea]

Nicknames Soul Eaters Boys call their S/O

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Soul “Eater” Evans

sweetheart

he says this extremely sarcastically, especially during training

“C’mon sweetheart, is that all you got? I saw you lift twice as much yesterday.”

doll

often uses it in a more formal setting or when he’s trying to tease

“What’s the matter doll? Cat got your tongue?”

He’s a little menace but he’s our menace <3

babe

most common out of the three

you name DOES NOT exist to this man

no name, no nickname, nothing

“Babe can I borrow your notes. Babe where do you wanna go later? BABE”

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Black Star

n/n or another variation of you name

doesn’t really use pet names much (sorry babes)

why words words on pet names? he’s way too blunt and if he’s feeling something he’ll just say it, not waste time on fancy words or pet names

(that’s what he tells himself being fr he’s not creative enough as much as I love him)

babe

mostly used around friends (this dumbass thinks he’s being smug)

“hey babe wasn’t going out yesterday awesome? I mean since we’re so inlove and everything.”

the little shit would make your relationship EVERYONE ELSE’S problem (no one is safe 😭)

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Death the Kid

Darling

this pretentious hipster

is fairly consistent with the pet names he uses but darling is his favorite

“Darling can you please pass me that book there?”

“Are you alright darling?”

my dear

uses this one without realizing it most of the time

will be chilling in the library studying and will half-consciously call for you

“are you almost done?”

“just a few minutes more my dear, then we can go”

you chuckled, “what did you call me”

“what do you mean, what did I call you?”

love

Kid is a romantic at heart, very classy as well

he would stare into your eyes and call you love

“my love you have no clue how much I love you.”

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Crona Gorgon

honey

you would call him honey bunny as a joke and he loved it so he started calling you honey

would always have the cutest blush in his face when he said it too

“o-oh thank you honey :)” (cutie patootie 💋)

dear

would definitely take him a while to start calling this, but when he does 🤌💋

“are you alright if we stay a little longer dear? It’s been a while since we’ve seen the others”

being fr this poor soul would be TERRIFIED to call you something other than your name or a variation for A WHILE

his brains running six times the speed 🏃🏼

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Professor Stein

this sadistic mf

i pray for anyone dating this man

but we can be delulu for a few

dove

would absolutely call you dove or some other kind of bird

reminds him of how he protects you like your a delicate bird (and he likes experimenting on birds if yk what i mean 😏)

angel

TELL ME HE WOULDN’T

ngl he only calls you angel when he’s horny asf in a good mood

“hey angel, can you come here for a bit?”

NONE OF YOUR HOLES ARE SAFE RIP

honey

only time your safe if when he calls you honey

mostly calls you this when you’re having a bad day

BUT HE STILL MANAGES TO SOUND SARCASTIC ASF

this is a warning, this man will accidentally hurt your feelings 24/7

“You doing alright there honey? You want to talk about it?”

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Kilik Rung

fuck not being allowed to have favorites I LOVE THIS BITCH

only fully green flag in the show i stg (except Marie ofc)

lovebug

he will call you every single pet name he can come up with, but love bug is his favorite

neither of you know how it started but you’re not complaining

“You’re too sweet for me lovebug” <33

sweets

ya see what i did there? ofc he combines his two favorite things: you and those damn candy bars

“This class is so boring, right sweets?”

will calls you sweets often to express thanks kinda like a “thanks toots”

getting more into that

toots

he thinks he’s funny (and he is)

will say this very ironically and usually infront of friends to make everyone laugh

the only slightly annoying quality abt Kilik is his inability to take anything other than combat seriously

“hey toots, how’s it goin’?”

hon

I SWEAR THIS IS THE LAST ONE!

but you cannot tell me this man is not from New Orleans or some other adjacent

and the hon with the southern-ish accent

being so fr he will call you hon all the time and it will fluster tf out of you (he’s smug abt it, just a little 🤏

“You look nice, who are you all dressed up for hun?”

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woo hoo first post!

anyways hope y’all are doing great

any comments, questions, requests or concerns feel free to DM me!

-Melodrangea <3

#soul eater #soul eater x reader #black star x reader #anime #stein x reader #death the kid x reader #kid x reader #soul x reader #kilik rung #kilik x reader #crona soul eater #crona gorgon #crona x reader #soul eater black star #x reader #y/n

[biibini]

nsfw modern!mizu headcannons

a/n: i cannot contain the voices anymore. also 100+ likes on last headcannon???? holy shi i love u all

if u guys have any modern!mizu ideas, feel free to send them over! i’d love to read them all <3

nsfw 18+ content ahead!

oh boy where do i begin

modern!mizu wants u to use ur words

typically for safety as well as to get a rise out of u

she always reminds u of the safe word before anything happens

every time like clockwork

u tease her a few times ab how it’s like a script

she wants both of u to have fun while sticking to ur comfort zones

(always use a safeword 🫶)

besides safety, she loves it when u become vocal

whether it’s a simple stutter or moan slipping out, she loves to hear noises come out of her girl

when u two are making out, if a moan slips out between ur lips, she can read u so easily

modern!mizu is also vocal herself

hello? episode 5???

it would probably be a mix of moans and praise to u

she loves seeing ur reaction every time she praises u

ur reactions are almost like a drug to her

seeing ur mouth turn to an ‘o’ or any sudden changes in ur breathing are the little things that make her keep praising u

if the reaction is u getting more soaking wet, she gets so turn on

however if u go down on her, she would be rambling on and on ab how good ur doing

it would all turn into mush and she would eventually fold

finding herself trying to continue the praising but end up saying incoherent words, moaning under ur touch

speaking of wet

modern!mizu is always a little surprised with how wet u can get under her touch

it rlly turns her on so much

whether it’s her lips kissing and leaving dark red marks on ur sensitive neck

or light squeezes her fingers would make as she massages the outer part of ur thighs

her hands slowly inching towards the softer, inner section

once she starts inching closer to ur wet mess, she likes to keep u close by hooking her arms around ur thighs

she can make sure she can see u in full view

and totally not let u escape

ur not escaping from those arms

(yes ive stated this in the last headcannon but cmon its so good)

it always leaves u in a moaning mess

and her with ur juices all over her mouth and chin and her fingers too

if it’s just her hands moving, she’ll constantly remind u to loosen up ur legs so they stay open

“Y/N, I’m still here hon.” She chuckled, tapping the inside of ur thigh. You nod, letting go of ur legs and opening up. This was her third time reminding you tonight.

You take a peek at her work, looking down as her middle and ring finger continue to enter your insides at a slow pace. Mizu’s attention shifted from you down to her work, searching for your most sensitive spot. Her fingers start to pull out from your throbbing walls again, entering you in one deep thrust.

“Mizu!” You yelp. Only a hum comes out of Mizu as she continues to push her fingers in and out of your gushing mess. Your juices continue to cover her two digits as they pump at a faster pace, hitting deeper in ur core.

modern!mizu would never admit it to u but it would be so easy for her to get off to the sound of ur voice

when u had an out-of-state summer internship, she was excited for ur new adventures

however, both of u failed to realize how lonely the summer would be (horny wise)

she tried to stay patient by keeping herself busy at home with eiji or at the gym while u were at ur internship during the day

she would always get reminders of u whenever she looked at ur phone or the plushie u won on one of ur dates

during the night was more difficult with an empty bed

she thought she could stay patient

keyword: thought

she was on edge for most of the 6 weeks you were gone and nearly threw a basketball at taigen

whenever u guys would call at the end of the week to catch up, she was thankful every week that u werent sharing a room with anyone

it was ur first time trying out phone sex at the end of ur first week

u became a very big fan.

hearing mizu guide u with her voice, almost shaky from how much she’s been holding back this week

on the last week, she was running out of patience and being more dominant than usual

typically during sex, u would hear a lot of praise from her end of the line

but this week, she edged the line of degradation

it was rlly fucking hot

“S’good for me, baby.”

“Pump those fingers faster, like how I would.”

You were a sweaty mess, lying on your bed on one of the final nights in the city. Lights off, your phone was lying next to you, deep into an 25 minute call turned phone sex with Mizu. Your fingers were pleasuring you, trying to remember the rhythm of your lover from back home.

Sticking to Mizu’s words, you began to move your fingers faster. Your pussy was dripping wet, still remembering the vague feeling of Mizu’s long, slender fingers. She was able to push inside you much deeper. Your core starts to remember the similar pace, pleasure rising in you.

On the other hand, your mind replaces your current situation as if Mizu was physically next to you. One hand caressing your cheek while the other was exploring deep inside you. Her body above you, her blue eyes almost glowing in the moonlight.

“M-Mizu…” You let out loud, your phone barely catching your voice. Eyes closed, you were trying to focus on your imagination.

“Y/N…” Mizu said, nearly whispering into her phone. She knew her dad could knock out but the walls at home were thin.

Mizu could only hear faint moans and whimpers from her end as she was using a toy you used on her a few times.

As she got closer, she started to turn up the volume. But it did little to no change as your melody continued to pour out.

“Baby I’m getting close. What about you?”

Only a whimper arose out of her phone. You were way too into your recreation to recognize Mizu asking a question.

“Baby?”

“Mmhmm…”

“Are you trying to remember my fingers again?”

“Yes.” You stuttered out. You could barely speak as you fastened your pace, feeling a familiar warmth build up.

“My baby misses me- ah- so much hm?” Mizu said, fastening her pace as well, trying to match your pleasure levels.

Louder moans only came out of your mouth. You could feel your fingers get tightened more and more, your insides getting ready to spasm out.

“Fuck- my Y/N fucking herself on her fingers? My little slut.”

Hearing her call you her little slut was your breaking point. Your insides start to spasm and lose control of your imagination. Your hips bucking & grinding into your fingers, still pumping into you with little energy you had.

All Mizu could hear from her phone was your cries, moans, and your voice continuously crying her name out loud. She quickly finished as you cried her name one last time, panting into the phone.

#bes mizu #mizu bes #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai mizu #headcanon #mizu headcanons #mizu x y/n #mizu x you #blue eye samurai x you #blue eye samurai x reader #mizu x reader smut #smut #blue eye samurai smut

[kayesfanfics]

Helluva Boss Characters When You Have a Nightmare

Characters: Blitzø, Millie AND Moxxie, Loona, Fizzarolli AND Asmodeus, Striker

A/N: I don’t write for Chaz, Stolas or Crimson, I think those are the only major characters I don’t write for. Chaz makes me uncomfortable, I’m not really a Stolas simp, and Crimson is literally abusive SO-

Blitzø

Bro would wake up very confused, still half asleep trying to figure out why you were crying and why you yelled in your sleep. Once he finally woke up and realized you were having a nightmare, he’d wake you up and as you shot out of bed, you’d bonk your head with his and he’d fall out of the bed as you went to the bathroom to splash cold water on your face

“Um, OUCH?” Blitzø would groan from the floor before getting up and walking over to you. “What was that about?” You’d sheepishly explain you had a nightmare and didn’t realize he would be RIGHT THERE, and he’d rub his sore head as he listened to you, before nodding and understanding fully

“Well, wanna get some coffee and stay up? We could watch White Chicks again.” He shrugged, not really knowing what to say in the moment. “Unless you’d rather go back to sleep-“ But coffee and a stupid movie sounded good to you, so you’d go to the living room and he’d make you both coffee before sitting with you and letting you cuddle up to him. You’d fall asleep first, and he’d groan cause he just had coffee, now he was wide awake dammit-

Millie & Moxxie

You’re woken up by Millie shaking you awake, explaining you were having a nightmare and crying in your sleep. You’re a bit confused but let her pull you close to her, noticing Moxxie isn’t in bed with the both of you. He comes walking in with pill bottles in his arms, being all “Okay, what do we need? Melatonin? Prazosin? Triazolam? Doxepin? Trazodone? Doxy-“

“How about tea, Mox?” Millie would interrupt him for you, earning a small giggle from you at Moxxie’s face. He’d rush off to make the three of you tea, coming back with a tray and handing both of you mugs, then cuddling into your other side as you all drank the sleepytime tea with melatonin for you

“Don’t worry, hon, whatever scared you I’ll protect you from.” Millie would kiss you on the cheek

“And I’m here to help you…psychologically.” Moxxie kissed your other cheek as you cuddled into both of them. MOXXIE WILL ALSO SING THE BOTH OF YOU TO SLEEP AND WATCH AS YOU FALL ASLEEP AND HOLD THE BOTH IF YOU

Loona

Ngl, she doesn’t know what to do at first, but then she remembers a time at the kennel when she had a nightmare and an older hellhound rested their chin on her and let her pet them to calm down. So she’ll plop her chin into your lap, and you absentmindedly would start to pet her, which helped calm you down and ground yourself

Once your breathing was leveled, she’d lift her head to look at you and tilt it, asking if you were alright or if you needed something. You’d just grab her and hold onto her like a big teddy bear, and usually she’d protest but this time she’d let you. Turning on her phone to scroll mindlessly, showing you funny videos that came up on her feed and getting you to laugh at them with her

She’d probably fall asleep first, comfy in your arms and tired from waking up from her deep slumber. You’d hold her and pet her, smiling when she kicked her leg and whined in her sleep, probably dreaming of chasing something

Fizzarolli & Asmodeus

Fizzarolli knew all too well why you were crying and whimpering in your sleep. He was a lighter sleeper than Ozzie, so he’d wake him up so the both of you could help you. When you woke up in a panic, they were both right there to assure you you were safe and with them, Fizz’s arms wrapped multiple times around you as Asmodeus held the both of you in his large arms, cuddling up to his furry chest

Asmodeus would shout for one of his workers to bring you some cold water and whatever else you’d ask him for, and Fizzy would be focused on asking you if you wanted to talk about your nightmare at all. Cause he knows holding that shit in for yourself sucks, especially when you have two very doting lovers here to help you

If you didn’t want to delve into all that, then Fizz would want to make you smile and laugh so that you’d forget about your nightmare. Then Ozzie would calm the both of you down and tell you it was time to sleep, pulling you both close and Fizz stretching a hand over to you to hold

Striker

He is not used to comforting someone or receiving comfort, so he may be a little lost on what to do. But then he’d remember how his Ma used to sing him back to sleep and tuck him back in when he was a kid, and usually he’d make you work for him singing to you, but in this case he’ll give you a free show

If he doesn’t think of that, he’d be asking you what you wanted and needed from him so you could calm down. If that was a glass of water, done. If you just want him to hold you, his arms are open for you. He’s not used to this kind of vulnerability, so he might be awkward about it at first but further into the relationship he’d get the hang of it and would be okay showing you his softer side

Sometimes you couldn’t go back to sleep, so the two of you would go sit out on his porch and drink together, chatting and looking at the dark sky above you. Seeing the glow of Bombproof walking around the fenced off area, Striker handing you his jacket if it was chilly outside, passing a bottle back and forth between the two of you until you fell asleep on the porch swing, Striker holding you close

#helluva boss x reader #helluva boss #blitzø #fizzarolli #helluva boss asmodeus #helluva boss striker #millie knolastname #moxxie knolastname #loona

[satorusplayplace]

he’s back…

SPOILERS FOR JJK MANGA (221 especially!)

☆ pairing: gojo satoru x fem!reader

☆ content warning(s): JJK SPOILERS CH 221, gojo is unsealed, angst to fluff, reader is so whipped for gojo, gojo is whipped too, lovesick! gojo, i don’t know if it was still 19 days that gojo was sealed…, gojo goes crazy!!, a little altering of the new chapter…! UNEDITED and a little rushed sorry!

☆ summary: 19 days of sleeping alone, 19 days without her one and only lover, 19 days of not being able to kiss him goodnight, 19 days of pain, 19 days of not being able to say “i love you toru.” one more time, 19 days of not seeing that white hair and those adorable puppy eyes.

☆ A/N: i’m honestly like so happy that gojo is unsealed because i’ve been WAITING for this moment. like i’m just so happy bru. missed my pookie :[. lowk should write gojo w an adhd girlfriend fr. this is probs super self indulgent too.

☆ please check my pinned post for request info on the link saying rules! requests are open! characters i write for are also there :) check it out!

it’s been 19 days since gojo satoru has been sealed. his girlfriend, who was going to be his fiancée, is stuck at their shared home. she was hidden from the jujutsu world. gojo didn’t want anyone trying to attack his future wife. the woman of his dreams, the woman who knows how to understand him. shoko, the other best friend of gojo satoru, took it upon herself to see you, as nanami passed away…

“y/n?” she yells out when knocking on your door. you just woke up twenty minutes ago when you get to the door, shoko saw how you looked.

your hair was a mess, though still was being washed yet no effort put into it. your eyes were puffy and you had terrible eye bags. shoko just hugged you and you broke down in her arms.

“shoko, it’s only been 19 days and yet i still am like this, i thought i’d be better than this. i knew it would happen one day yet why am i a mess?” you knew that it was a little stupid of you to be such a mess when it’s been only 19 days he was gone but you and satoru have been together for 5 years. yet, him being away and not knowing when he was coming back was scary. sure, he went on overseas missions for three months before, but you had contact with him, you can call and text him and still say “i love you toru” yet now you can’t.

“y/n, it’s okay. he will be unsealed. we have a plan in check. we are starting the process now, i just needed to see you and let you know what’s happening. i’ll have yuuji come to protect you right now, you’re not going to be safe alone forever.” shoko says, she gives you one last hug before yuuji appears behind her.

“y/n.” he says and just hugs you. you hugged him back while tears fell down. he didn’t smile at all, gojo being sealed took away this precious boy’s smile. you cupped yuuji’s cheeks. “i’m sorry yuuji. i’m so sorry. you deserve much better my love.” yuuji just hugged you tighter. you waved bye to shoko and closed the door. yuuji was still clinging onto you as you tried to walk to the couch.

“i’m sorry y/n. i wasn’t strong enough.” you looked at the boy, he was getting anxious and couldn’t read your expression. “yuuji, you’re strong. you’re just a kid hon, i can’t blame you. i blame the cursed world we live in, especially because now you’re a jujutsu sorcerer. yuuji, you deserved better than this world. i promise you.” yuuji and you both hugged and you told him to watch a show on the TV, while you made food.

as you were finishing up, yuuji and you both felt a little earthquake though yuuji knew it wasn’t an earthquake but gojo being unsealed.

yuuji just stayed with you and when you served him, he was happy. though, he thought about how you were feeling since your fiancé was sealed in a box without any communication for almost three weeks straight.

you just smiled at him while you waited for the pans to cool down. you served yourself as well and ate right next to your fiancé’s student. you messed with yuuji’s hair and said, “you know, you need to smile more yuuji. i love being around. you’re such a kind boy. i hope you grow old and have a family, live life as well as you can.” yuuji looked at you and then finally smiled, “yeah. i’ll try to promise you that.”

you smiled at him when all of a sudden, your front door was opening… yuuji got in front of you but when the door was fully open, you ran towards the man full speed.

“s-satoru? you’re back? y-you’re here?” you had tears coming out of your eyes. he smirked, “i didn’t know i was walking in on my girlfriend cheating on me with my student!” he grabbed his chest acting like it hurt. you hit his arm and immediately hugged him.

“yuuji, were you protecting my pretty girl for me?” he asked teasingly. yuuji nods and then you let go of your boyfriend. gojo hugs yuuji and whispers something in his ear. yuuji just looked back at you and smiled.

“you know, we’ve missed you satoru. the strongest man alive is back and yet i didn’t get my kiss. 19 days without you satoru gojo. 19 days with your kiss, your voice, your stupid little kid of a personality, your touch. do you know how insane i’m going right now? you’re so lucky i know how to control myself.” you say to him and yuuji waves goodbye while leaving and closing the door. gojo just stares back at you and looks at you, “oh baby, i know. i was stuck in that box and my mind went insane. felt like years i was waiting. couldn’t even sleep it off.”

you went to kiss him and he pulled you in. this kiss wasn’t lust, it was just pure love, saying all kinds of things, “be safe”, “i love you so much”, “i missed you”, “stay with me”, “don’t leave”, and it was just gojo knowing he had to make you his more officially. he slyly puts the ring that was still in his pocket onto your left hand. “mine.” he says after pulling away from you and you looked down to see the ring.

“i don’t care. we’re getting married even if it’s a quiet one. we are marrying each other.” he says that so seriously and quietly. you wonder how he feels.

“let’s go to bed.” you say and he follows behind you. you stopped caring for the dishes in the sink as soon as you saw your beloved boyfriend. when you both laid down on the bed, you couldn’t help but move closer to him until his arms were wrapped around you and you just nuzzled into his chest.

“i love you ‘toru.”

“i love you more pretty.”

#jjk spoilers #jjk #gojo satoru #angst #fluff #gojo unsealed #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo boyfriend #gojo jjk #gojo satoru jjk #jujutsu kaisen #yuuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #ryomen sukuna #sukuna #jujutsu kaisen spoilers #romance #anime

[shittyassffblog]

Free Bird - Part 6

Hey sorry I've been ill these past few days and haven't really had time to write but here's part 6! hope you like it <3 It'll be the last one for this series but I have more fics coming <3 Thanks for reading <3

Warnings: fingering, p in v sex, getting together, drinking, eating.

Part 5

Taglist: @concretmatilda @xxdel-inkxx @lilhobgobbler @ada-clarence

You woke up the next day with Noah arm strewn around you, sleeping soundly next to you. You felt your heart flutter as he tucked you closer hon his sleep, feeling completely safe in his arms. The sun was peeking in through the blinds and you wondered what time it is. You reached over to the nightstand to grab your phone, it was only 9:21. You rolled over into Noah's chest and snuggled up, closing your eyes again. He stirred and hummed as he woke up to the movement.

"Hi sweetheart." He said and you raised your head to look at him. He peeked through a half closed lid and smiled as he closed it again and hugged you even closer.

"Hi." You replied, relishing in the warmth and coziness. You were interrupted however, by a knock on the door.

"Hey Noah you awake? I got an idea for that song we were working on the other day." You heard from outside the door and Noah groaned.

"I'm sleeping!" He yelled and you tried to muffle your giggle. He looked back down at you and smiled, removing the hand that covered your mouth so he could kiss you. Your giggle subsided with the feeling of his lips on yours and you hugged him.

"You sure need it after last night." You heard the voice say and your eyes bulged, breaking apart from Noah and sitting up, covering your breasts with the covers.

"Oh my god that's so embarrassing Noah!" You whisper-yelled and he laughed.

"It's just Jolly, he won't tell anybody. Except the other guys of course." He said and you smacked his chest softly as he laughed again.

"I made breakfast so however many people you are in there come get it." Jolly said and you groaned.

"I can't believe he heard us oh my god." You said, burying your face in your hands.

"C'mon babe, it's not that bad. Let's just go get breakfast, he'll tease us a little for it and then it'll be forgotten, hm?" He said sitting up and hugging you from behind, kissing your shoulder. you looked back at him with a skeptical look in your eyes, but ultimately agreed. You got up and got dressed in Noah's shirt from last night and a pair of his sweatpants, making sure to tie the string sistra tight so they would fit you.

You walked downstairs to the smell of bacon, garlic and other great scents, trailing a little behind Noah. You knew Jolly pretty well, but this was so embarrassing for you.

"Oh that smells great dude." Noah said, sitting in one of the chairs by the breakfast bar, you sitting next to him.

"Omelette du Joakim coming right up." Jolly said, not looking back. He cooked for a little longer before plating the omelette he was cooking and grabbing the two plates, turning around and realising you were there.

"I guess I'll make another one." He said with a small smile on his lips as he set down the plates in front of you and Noah. You smiled at him as you grabbed a fork and started eating.

"Oh my god this is so good?" You exclaimed and Noah laughed.

"Yeah Jolly is surprisingly good at cooking." He said as chuckled at your surprised face.

"It's because you are used to junk and bad produce. I like my food without science." Jolly said, making his Swedish accent more prominent and both you and Noah laughed. You finished eating and helped Jolly with the dishes before you got dressed and ready to go home.

"Why can't you stay?" Noah pleaded, sitting in sweatpants on the edge of his bed, pulling you in by grabbing the back of your thighs.

"Because, Noah, I have to get home and sort out my apartment before I go back to work tomorrow." You said, pushing his hair back and away from his face, leaning down to kiss him. He kissed you back, keeping you close to him for a bit longer.

"I'll just miss you." He said, gliding his hands up to your ass.

"I'll miss you too silly, but I got housework and you got...music..work or whatever, I bet Jolly is hating me right now cause you're just here fondling me instead of working." You said with a smile, making sure he knew you really didn't mind that he was touching you.

"I like fondling you though, if he knew what kind of ass was hiding under these clothes he would understand." Noah said playfully and you grinned, kissing him again.

"I'm sorry baby, I have to go. We'll text and we'll see each other as soon as possible okay?" You said, kissing his pouting lips. He whined, but let you go, following you to the front door. As you turned to him to kiss him goodbye, he wrapped his arm around you and grabbed you ass again, making you smile into the kiss. You grabbed his back and broke the kiss, smiling at him before you turned and walked out the driveway, turning to see him leaning against the doorframe and looking at you. You blushed, pushing your hair behind your ear and enjoying the feeling of butterflies in your stomach.

You got into the Uber you had ordered and smiled the whole way home.

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Noah's POV

"I love her Jolly." I said suddenly. I didn't even mean to say it I just couldn't hold it in any longer. She was just so great and I felt so safe in her company, I never wanted her to leave.

"I know dude." Jolly said and I looked at him.

"What, like you haven't loved her for years? You never like her boyfriends-"

"They're abusive!" I interjected and Jolly ignored me.

"You always talk about her-"

"Well she is my best friend!"

"There's at least 2 songs on every album we've made that you've written about her-"

"That's- okay that's pretty accurate."

"You love her. Just tell her, cause clearly she loves you too." Jolly finished as he started the game of Mario Kart we had going on the TV. I tried playing, but Y/N was on my mind too much and I couldn't concentrate, so for the first time in years, Jolly won.

"This girl got you messed up bro, you never lose to me." Jolly said almost laughing. I hid my face in my hands as he clapped my back.

"I can't wait until next time she's off work, I have to go to her." I said as I got up. Jolly looked at me in shock.

"Well we still need to work on the album, and the guys will be here soon, you can't fuck off to happy-new-relationship-land now! Tell her to come to Nick's party on Friday, then you'll have a whole weekend to make her yours, okay?" Jolly said and I slumped back into the couch. He was right, I wouldn't be able to leave once I got there, so I would have to settle with texting a facetiming.

--

You were at work when Noah called you the next day, but luckily it was in your lunch break so you picked it up.

"Hey Noah!" You said cheerfully.

"Hey angel, whatcha up to?" He asked, his smile apparent in his voice.

"Not much, I have my lunch break right now but I'm heading back soon. Did you need something?" You asked, packing up the trash from your lunch.

"Yeah I wanted to know if you wanted to come to this party we're having for the Nicks?" He asked and you smiled.

"Sure, when is it?" You asked and you could hear a sigh of relief coming from Noah.

"It's this Friday, it's like a grill party type situation." Noah said, his voice getting deeper, like he was running out of air.

"Oh are you gonna be like a dad grilling all of our food?" You teased and he chuckled.

"Oh yeah, I got a whole toolset of grilling stuff! No I'm just kidding, it's Jolly that's gonna do the grilling. Apparently they're big on that in Sweden, I don't know." He said laughing, making you laugh too.

"Aww, that's too bad-" You looked around to see if anyone else could hear "-Daddy." You said quietly and you could hear Noah let out a shaky breath.

"Don't do this to me baby, I'm heading into the studio and I really don't need a boner for that." Noah said and you laughed.

"Alright, go scream your heart out baby, I'll see you Friday." You said and he chuckled.

"See you Friday babe. L-uh see you!" Noah said hurriedly and hung up. You looked down at your phone, the screen black. Was he really about to say that word? You felt butterflies in your stomach, but brushed it off. It was way too soon for that now.

--

Friday came and you were getting dressed up for the party. Noah had said to dress cute but casual so you did just that, with a long denim skirt and a black cropped top. You had bought a case of beer to bring too, hoping to be seen as the cool girlfriend.

Girlfriend. Pff. He hadn't even asked you on a second date, how could you think you were his girlfriend? Did you even want that? It's not like the last relationship you had went very well, what if this is the same?

You shook your head to rid yourself of the horrible thoughts and grabbed the case of beer before looking one last time in the mirror before leaving for Noah's place.

You arrived early to help set up and when you rung the bell, Folio answered the door.

"Hey girl! Long time no see!" He said as he pulled you in for a hug, not before taking the case of beer from you.

"Hi! I came early to help set up, hope that's okay?" You said and he looked at you like you just asked the stupidest question in the world.

"Of course it's okay! We need to catch up!" He said as you walked behind him inside the house. You and Folio had always gotten along, he was always full of energy, super nice to you and always seemed interested in your life.

You walked into the kitchen and saw Noah filling bowls with chips and you sneaked up behind him and hugged him. He jumped slightly and turned around to see who you were and smiled when he realised.

"Hi sweets!" He said, turning around and lifting you in a giant hug, you laughed as you looked at him and he smiled fondly at you. He put you down and kissed your lips, making you blush.

"Guess we missed a lot." Said Nicholas and the others laughed while you hid in Noah's chest.

"You didn't tell them?" You asked, looking up at him and he shrugged.

“Didn’t know if you wanted me to yet.” He replied and your heart soared at that. He was considering your feelings on who knows? And the way he said it made it feel like you had an autonomy no one had ever let you have before. You were sure he didn’t know the weight of what that simple decision meant for you.

“Well now they know.” You said calmly, hugging him again.

“Well we’re still here so…alcohol?” Folio said, a big smile on his face and you all agreed.

While drinking you looked around the room to see how far along the party coming and then checked your watch to see how much time you had.

“We’ll have you prepared the sides or anything? And when are you planning on hearing the grill?” You asked Noah and he shrugged.

“I have all kinds of plans with the grill don’t you worry.” Jolly said and you all laughed.

Before long, the rest of the guests were arriving and you introduced yourself to people you didn’t know, as well as people you did.

“Hi I’m Y/N I’m a friend of Noah and the guys’, whats your name?” You would say and every time Noah would be standing closer and closer to you. You didn’t think much of it, but when all the guests had arrived you sat on the sofa and Noah was sat right besides you as close as he could come. He was still socializing and talking to people but not leaving your side for a second and you found it kind of strange.

You got up to talk to the two Nicks for a while and it was nice to catch up with your old friends but soon Noah was at your side again and you couldn’t understand why. You looked at him and he was just talking to Folio like he wasn't basically stalking you.

You decided to go to the bathroom but before you could close the door Noah pushed himself into the room with you.

"Hi?" You said and he was smiling.

"Hi! I missed you!" He said and hugged you. You hugged him back, even if you were genuinely confused.

"How could you though? You've been glued to my side since the party started." You said and he disconnected from you.

"Oh...I'm sorry I didn't realise it was a problem." He said, looking genuinely guilty. He didn't meet your eyes and you felt bad that you had hurt his feelings. He visibly took distance to you and your heart broke a little from it.

"It's not a problem, I just...I haven't really experienced this before so it just seems a bit strange I guess." You said, laughing a little to break the tension. He looked at you as you moved closer.

"I didn't like you calling me your friend." Noah said suddenly and you stopped in your tracks. What? He didn't wanna be your friend? You heart broke even more.

"What?" Was all you managed to say, your voice shaking a little bit. Noah noticed immediately, his head shooting up with a worried expression clear on his face.

"Oh I didn't mean it like that! No no sweet thing!" Noah said, walking over to pull you into his body.

"I just meant like I would rather you introduce yourself as my girlfriend, if you want to." He said, and you raised your head from his chest.

"What?" You asked, more in disbelief than anything else. He was searching your eyes for any answer, anything that indicated whether or not he had just fucked up his chances or calmed you down. You were searching his for any ounce of untruthfulness, but you found none. You were waiting for the menacing laughter but it never came. He meant what he said and you could feel it.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asked again and the words sinked in. He did really want that! The things you had worried about ever since your date suddenly dissipated, the man in front of you was asking you to be his girlfriend, this was not a joke, this was real and he was waiting for an answer.

"Yes, Noah, I'll be your girlfriend." You said, a look of disbelief across your face.

"Yeah? You will?" He asked, needing the confirmation.

"Yes." You said, your smile widening at the thought of being his and him being yours. You both smiled at each other, the pressure that had been in your chest suddenly lifting and a new feeling, a much lighter one replaced it, happiness filling your whole body and he lifted you to kiss you, your legs wrapping around his waist. He spun around and sat you on the counter by the sink, running his hands through your hair.

You kissed for what felt like an eternity and when you finally broke apart for air you looked at each other with the biggest smile, out of breath, faces red and your lipstick all over Noah's mouth, small giggles making you feel like a teenager. You were happy, yes it was soon after your last relationship, but both you an Noah had loved each other for years and finally you felt at peace knowing he was yours and he would treat you with the utmost respect, just as he has all the time you've known him.

He kissed down your neck and you hugged him close, feeling warm and fuzzy inside. He bit down and you let out a gasp, making him grind his hips into yours as he grabbed your hips.

"We can't Noah, not here! People will hear." You said as he kissed down your chest, fiddling with your belt buckle.

"C'mon the music's loud, they won't hear anything." He said, finally opening your belt and then the button of you denim skirt. He kissed you behind your ear, biting your earlobe. You moaned and your hips rocked forward on their own accord.

"I want you baby. You're mine now, I wanna make you know it too." He spoke softly into your ear making chills go down your spine. You pushed him away, shock and concern gracing his face when you pulled down your skirt and pushed him to the toilet, sitting on top of him. He smiled devilishly and held onto you by your ass, kissing you deeply.

"Then get to it baby, show me who owns this pussy." You said in his ear and he audibly growled as he ripped your underwear away from your pussy and started rubbing your clit with his whole hand making you groan and throw your head back. He kissed between your breasts and two of his fingers entered you and you gasped, looking back at him.

"Noah.." You sighed as he pulled your shirt down with his teeth. He encased your nipple with his lips making pleasure shoot down to your core making your hips rut against his fingers.

"Tell me what you want baby. You wanna cum huh? You wanna cum on my fingers?" Noah asked and you nodded, not able to say anything. You were so close and his fingers were fucking you mercilessly, his thumb pressing on your clit and you felt like you were flying. The hand that wasn't occupied was gripping your ass hard, sure to leave bruises and you bit your lip to stop sound from coming from your mouth.

"Oh god Noah I'm so close." You all but whispered, the pressure in your abdomen intensifying and suddenly Noah curled his fingers and reached your sweet spot, making a loud moan escape your lips.

"Shh baby, don't want the others to hear now do we?" Noah mewled and you nodded looking in his eyes as the waves of pleasure crashed through you. He was coaching you through your orgasm, not that you could hear him. His fingers weren't letting up, relentlessly overstimulating your spot to the point where you didn't even know if you were still alive.

"That's it baby girl, you look so good coming on my fingers, such a good girl." Noah murmured as his movements slowed, letting you come back to reality. You were leaning against his chest, completely spent and breathing heavily. His fingers slid out of you and you winced from the feeling.

"You with me honey?" He asked gently, his hand gliding along the skin of your thigh. You looked at him and smiled weakly, nodding your head slowly. He smiled back and kissed you. You lifted your hand to reach for his pants button and flicked it open, reaching your hand into his pants and pulled his cock out, giving it a few pumps.

"God you're gonna be the death of me." He said and you smiled. He reached out to a drawer to get a condom. You stopped his hand and he looked at you questioningly.

"I'm on the pill and I trust you." You said simply and he kissed you deeply.

"Gonna fuck the shit out of this pussy. Gonna feel all of you." He said as he hugged you closer and positioned his dick so you were hovering over it and you sunk down, your jaw going slack as you looked in each others eyes, the stretch of him entering feelings incredible. He sat you down completely on his cock and let you adjust, but before long your hips started moving on their own and small whines kept coming from your throat.

"What do you need baby hm? Tell me and I'll give you anything you could want." He said softly and you felt your heart warm.

"I want, uh fuck, I want to, fuck please." You said, unable to form a coherent sentence. You were desperate for him to move but he wouldn't, not until he got your confirmation.

"I need to know what you want baby, okay? You want me to move hm?" He asked and you nodded desperately. He still didn't move, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

"Oh fuck Noah please just fuck me!" You almost yelled, frustrated that he wouldn't just do it. He knew what you wanted, you could tell on his face.

"Oh is that what you want? Don't worry darling I've got you." He said softly and he hugged you closer, getting a good grip on your ass before he pounded into you, making you moan loudly. You slapped a hand across your mouth, muffling the sounds coming out of your mouth as he fucked you relentlessly. You had your arms wrapped around his shoulders, the thrusts of his hips were getting sloppy and sweat was running from his forehead.

"Noah, fuck, oh." You tried to ask him something but the way the head of his dick was abusing your spot made it nearly impossible. He slowed his thrusts and looked at you in concern.

"Something wrong?" He asked, out of breath. You shook your head hurriedly.

"No no, just, fuck, will you fuck me against the sink? Wanna watch." You said and his hips stilled, his lips curling up into a smile and he nodded, kissing you once before letting you off his lap and guiding you to the sink. he turned you around and bent you over the counter, one hand in your hair and one of you hip as he entered you again, slowly to not hurt you.

"Look at you baby, so good for me. Gonna fuck you so good, go watch yourself get fucked baby." He said almost a growl and you grinned as his hips started moving again, his fingers gripping your hair tighter, pulling your head up. You grabbed onto the edge of the counter, bracing yourself.

"Harder Noah, please." You said and he immediately complied. His face was scrunched up in concentration, holding back his orgasm as much as he could. He was determined to have you come first, or at least at the same time. Your moans got louder the closer you were so he pulled your body up by your hair and the hand that was on your hip shoved two finger in your mouth which you gratefully accepted.

"Shh baby, gotta be quiet.." He said breathlessly as he continued to fuck you and the heat in your belly returned quick, making your tongue swirl around his fingered, sucking them with all your might. The sounds you were making increased in volume and you could barely contain yourself anymore. Noah removed his fingers and let his hand wrap around your throat instead, tightening his grip around it.

"I'm gonna come soon baby, where do you want it?" He asked and you let out a breathy "inside, please." before he smiled and fucked you with even more vigour.

"Come on my cock baby, that's it. Show me you're mine. I'm gonna come too, c'mon baby." Noah growled in your ear and you let go, feeling the waves of pleasure crash over you again but this time more intense. His thrusts became sloppy as he came too with a groan and as you came down together, his grip on your throat and hair softened. He pulled out of you and hugged you close, kissing your neck and the back of your head.

You stood hugging for a while, enjoying the afterglow of you orgasm when suddenly you heard a knock on the door.

"Are you done fucking in there? Some of us have to pee." Nick yelled and you laughed heartily, smiling at each other as you got dressed. You decided you were happy that you wore a long skirt when you saw your underwear ripped to shreds on the floor. Noah saw and went over to pick them up, putting them in his back pocket.

"Noah!" You squealed and he grinned back at you. He kissed you one last time, happy to finally call you his and proud to tell everyone that you were his girlfriend.

#noah sebastian #noah sebastian x reader #bad omens #bad omens band #jolly karlsson #nicholas ruffilo #nick folio #noah sebastian bad omens #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian smut

[hollygracesworld]

Lover | Patrick Wilson x Fem!reader

(SEQUEL)

previous part click here CHAPTER 1 // CHAPTER 2

Summary : You and Patrick had a one night stand a few months ago. And now you’re 6 months pregnant. You don't expect to meet the father of your child because you’re a woman who prefers to be alone. But fate said otherwise, you meet again with the father who made your stomach grow big.

And you stupidly didn’t know that he was an actor.

Warning : smut, fingering, rough sex, unprotected sex, p in v sex, breeding kink.

It's been 6 weeks since the birth of your twins. Of course Patrick which the father of your baby…has his responsibility, not only focusing his attention on your babies but also he takes care of you.

He took a full 1 month off work after you gave birth. You feel safe with him, in his house in New Jersey. You decided to stay with Patrick because you realized that taking care of two twins born in your own womb was more difficult than taking care of your uncle’s baby twins.

Your belly started to shrink, but not completely. You don’t really care about your appearance, all you think about is your children. In the last 2 weeks, Patrick has started shooting for the Conjuring 4 film project.

You don’t blame him for that. Patrick was actually worried about leaving you alone to work, but you tried to convince Patrick that you were fine and you could take care of your children at home. Although sometimes Patrick likes to come home late at night, even coming home the next morning.

You try to understand and don’t want to burden him. After all, you are both just dating, not yet a married couple.

That night, as usual, Patrick came home late. You are just overwhelmed with taking care of your two babies who have difficulty sleeping and keep crying. but exactly at 11 o'clock they were fast asleep. and a few minutes later Patrick knocked on the door and you found him looking very tired.

“How’s the twins, hon?” Patrick asked then he walked towards the baby box and saw that your babies were fall asleep.

“It’s good that you see them when they’re calm and sleepy, not when they crying loudly.” You said and then Patrick kissed your forehead softly.

You quickly made him some tea as he sat on the sofa.

“Very tiring day, huh?” Patrick muttered then started to turn on the TV which displayed the latest news. “You must be very tired looking after our twins. I’m sorry, I wasn't here just now...”

“Patrick...” you replied, handing him the still warm cup of tea and sitting next to him, “you’re also tired from work and I would understand that.” You unbuttoned the top of Patrick's shirt so that Patrick wouldn't get hot.

“Would you still understand if I was forced to act in a romantic scene and kiss the lips of someone else?”said Patrick while lowering his head. You can see how frustrated he is.

You held his hand, “Patrick... you are a professional actor, that is your job. I don’t have a problem with that as long as you can keep your heart for me.”

“That’s not it,” said Patrick, looking straight into your eyes, “I feel I’m no longer be professional for doing that scene. The director said that I no longer have chemistry with Vera on screen. That’s a bad thing.

“...the kiss scene was re-recorded continuously because I couldn’t do it well. Even though the genre of the film is Horror, I couldn't do it.”

“Why?” a stupid word somehow comes out of your mouth even though you already know the answer.

“I’m getting more and more crazy about you,” said Patrick honestly. He looked at you with a pitiful face, “I’m too pushy to work even though I still want with you here. I...”

Patrick touched your cheek and rubbed it, “I love you.” a sentence that he had never said in a long time and finally said it.

You froze. You don’t know how to react. When you started to open your mouth, Patrick continued, “I really love you. I want to quickly finish the last film in the Conjuring trilogy so I can...”

Patrick stopped. He felt his mouth pulling him to say the next sentence. You raised an eyebrow, “so you can what?”

“So that I can,” Patrick mumbled, his voice getting deeper, his eyes darkening, “I can marry you, have all of you.”

You felt his lips meet yours. He kissed you gently then over time his kisses got hotter and Patrick’s mouth became more aggressive.

Patrick carried your body towards your bedroom. He kissed your lips then laid you down on the bed. You felt his soft hands slowly open your nightgown to admire every inch of your body.

“You’re so beautiful, hon,” Patrick couldn’t stop kissing your body. He kissed your belly, a belly that has given birth to his baby twins. He kissed your chest, then your nipples, he moved up to kiss your collarbone.

He inhales the scent of your musk perfume and you feel his breath rising and falling around your neck, “I've been waiting for this for a long time...” his left hand holds and squeezes your butt, while his right hand grabs your leg to move your body position.

He took off your panties slowly. You can feel one of his fingers on your clit and he rubs it. You’re moaning. And then Patrick starts to insert his two hands into your cunt while his thumb now takes over rubbing your clit.

He starts playing with his finger which controls your cunt. Your cunt is so wet, it soaks your sheets. You continued to moan, then you felt his tongue now rubbing your clit with fast movements. You moan louder as his tongue begins to lick your cunt deliciously.

“Patrick…” you said in a low voice. You couldn’t stop moaning because his tongue was moving faster and faster in your cunt, “Patrick, please...”

Patrick stopped, and he saw that your cunt had soaked almost half of your sheets. Patrick started to open the buckle and then the button of his trousers roughly, and he was now kissing your neck hungrily.

You groaned in pain as he started biting your neck. Both of your hands are now trying to unbutton Patrick’s shirt as his big hard cock now enters your wet cunt.

You can see Patrick’s perfect six pack body in front of you now. Patrick hugged your body, while speed up his fucking movements.

“I will fill your belly with my baby again,” said Patrick in a rough and deep voice. His blue eyes getting darker, looking at you with a look of hunger and lust, “I will make you suffer again because you have to carry my baby for 9 months.”

You shed tears because you felt his huge cock going in and out of your vagina with increasingly fast movements. You felt his breathing getting faster and rougher in your ear, “you understand that, hon? I will give you my baby again in your stomach.”

You nodded slowly. And then he smiled and kissed your lips, “good girl,”

Then he turns your body around, and now the position is doggy style. He inserts his hard cock into your cunt. He’s now riding you while both of your hands are held by him.

You moaned louder, then you felt his lips kiss the back of your neck gently, then slowly you felt his hand strangle your neck.

“Patrick...”you moaned in a low voice, his penis going in and out of your vagina from behind, “Patrick, I want to cum.”

Patrick’s hands squeezed your butt and hit it, “Wait, hon.”

He squeezed your ass, speeding up his movements making you even more overwhelmed and you groaning in pain but it was all worth it after you both cum together. He’s really cum in your wet cunt.

You’re both tired. Patrick takes out his cock then you can see his sperm is still spilling even though he has put it inside.

He laid his body and yours at the same time. He hugged you warmly from behind while both of your bodies were covered by the blanket now.

“That was amazing,” you said.

Patrick kissed your neck gently and tightened his embrace, “I love you, hon, I really love you.”

You smiled, “I love you too...” then you both drifted off to sleep in a sparkling night.

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#fanfics #patrick wilson #patrick wilson x reader #patrick wilson fanfics #patrick wilson x female reader #patrick wilson x fem!reader #patrick wilson x you #patrick wilson smut #orm marius #aquaman and the lost kingdom #josh lambert

[yourfatherlucifer]

Mafia Ateez Reacts to You Coming Home Hurt (Pt 2)

Mafia!Poly!Ot8!Ateez x afab!reader

Summary: this is a continuation of the first part, Ateez members comfort you at home, after your hospital visit.

Warnings: fluff, crack, bad fanfic, I think that’s all.

Honestly don’t know where I was going with this. Trying to include the members I didn’t have in the last one.

Part 1

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“Sooooo, we found the people who mugged you-“

“WHY! Didn’t I say not to bother with it! Ugh, you guys never listen!”

“Y/N..come on, we’re just trying to protect you.”

“Yeah well, I’m getting tired of it, Jongho.” I groaned and crossed my arms.

Yeosang was staring at the floor like a sad puppy who had just been scolded. I kind of felt bad, but at the same time I didn’t. These boys never listen to my wishes.

I mean, I should’ve known getting into a relationship with 8 mafia men would include this.

Seonghwa pushed open my bedroom door, I couldn’t read his emotions, “Stop yelling at them, love. We love you. We care about you too.”

As he sat next to me on my bed, he pulled me into his arms.

“You’re our little utopia, Y/N, we can’t allow anything to happen to you, nor let anyone get away with harming you.”

I sighed, this overprotective aura from them was suffocating. Maybe if I just slip away to Yunho’s room.

-

I ran into the tallest males room, “Yunho, save me!”

Yunho looked away from his computer, setting down his controller, “huh?”

I could hear two pairs of footsteps running down the hall, so I jumped into his arms, “They’re being suffocating!”

His chair rolled back harshly from the sudden action.

“What is going on?” Yunho had wrapped his arms around me as I straddled his lap.

The door burst open just as he asked that.

“Yunho! Give her up!” Jongho shouted while pointing at me.

“No! I’m not going back to my room! You guys are doing too much!” I buried my face into Yunho’s neck.

Seonghwa sighed, “Alright. That’s it. I’m getting Hongjoong.”

I tensed up at the mention of his name. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Seonghwa smirked at me before opening his mouth, “HON-“

I scrambled over to him to shut his mouth, clamping a hand over it.

“Okay okay! I’ll go back to my room! You’re such a jerk, Hwa.”

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I sat on my bed pouting with my arms crossed, Jongho and Yeosang staring at me.

“Why do I have to even be in my room?”

“Because, soon the rest of us have to roll out to get the people who hurt you. We need you to stay here and not leave the room, we know the whole mansion is safe. But we don’t need you distracting the others as they get ready.”

“What about Wooyoung? I haven’t seen him?”

“Wooyoung is busy, hon. I’m sorry. Remember he’s visiting his family?” Jongho mentioned.

“Oh.”

-

“Uh- well I see you guys clearly had fun torturing them.”

All seven men stopped in their tracks, frozen in place.

“Heh..”

Each one of them at least had a little blood on them.

“Didn’t I say to stay in your roo-“

“Shut up, Jjong.”

#mafia ateez #ateez x reader #ateez ot8 #ateez ot8 x reader #ot8 ateez x reader #mafia ateez x reader

[jellystarjam]

gonna try something new, so here we go!!

🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷

bringing home the new puppy..!

gender neutral petre storypost <3

hi there sweet little thing…! oh, aren’t you just the cutest? good mornin’!! did you have a nice long nap? you must be tired after all that traveling!

here, let me get you out of that carrier. i know, it’s a little scary in there! you did such a good job though! and look, now we’re here! this is your new home..!

don’t worry, cute little puppy. you’ll be able to explore the whooole house soon. but for right now, let me show you where you’re gonna spend most of your time!!

i’m just gonna set you down in your little play pen here…. oh, oh, oh! it’s okay honey!! no need to howl, i’m not going anywhere. Aww, you’re a clingy little thing, aren’t you? okay, okay. i’ll pick you back up.

see this crate right here? that’s where you’ll rest when you’re home alone, so I know you’re safe and sound when i’m not watching you! Don’t worry, we’ll make it nice and cozy for you. And I’ll always leave you with a toy to chew on.

Speaking of toys, look here!! this is your toy bin. that’s right, puppy!! all these toys are for you! you can play with them any time you’d like. oh, maybe you’d like to play a game of tug? how’s that sound? oh, who’s a good puppy?!

and right here is your bed! it’s very comfy. Do you want to try it out? don’t worry, i’ll be right here beside you. let’s see how it feels!

i’m just going to plop you down right in the middle!

is it nice and soft? warm enough for your cute little paws? wonderful!!

let’s see, do you know any tricks yet, little pup? here, let’s give you a little test. Look here, puppy! focus..! there you go, good girl/boy/baby! can you sit?

oh, good job!!! that’s a good puppy! here you go, you deserve a treat for that. such a smart little baby <3

are you still sleepy? okay hon!! rest your sweet little head on those paws of yours and take a nap in your new bed. I’ll be right here when you wake up. Don’t worry, sweetie. I’m not going anywhere. This is your new forever home. Sleep well, little pup <3

had this idea for a post in my mind for a while and i wanted to try it out :3 i might do more little reads like this, so if u like it let me kno!! thank you all again for all the love on my posts <<33 stay safe and goodnight!!

#sfw agere #agere positivity #age regressor #agere blog #agere community #safe agere #age regression #agere little #agere post #agere moodboard #jam posts #safe petre #pet regression #pet regressor #petre positivity #sfw petre #petre post #petre community #petre blog #sfw regression #sfw age regression #sfw littlespace #sfw blog #sfw interaction only #sfw little post #sfw caregiver

[joshusten]

got my head in a daze (guy/honey, redacted audios)

Guy takes care of a drunk and obliviously sentimental Honey.

(fluff, humor, taking care of drunk character)

2.5k+ words [ao3 link here!] [masterlist]

[CW and notes: implied alcohol consumption, honey kinda gets a lil vulnerable, drunken shenanigans, swearing, geordi and cutie briefly appear at the beginning bc i miss them lol, whipped and flustered Honey, whipped and flustered Guy, they love each other so much i’m shaking, possibly OOC**, GRAMMATICAL ERRORS not rlly proofread]

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"Thank you for calling Max's Rustic Pizza, my name is Guy, how can I– OH! Fuck! Hi! Sorry, forgot to turn off my 'work' brain–"

"Wait, what? Are they okay? Oh, okay, okay. How long will you be here?"

"Oh, cool, cool, okay. I'll meet you outside. Thanks a lot, Geordi. Stay safe."

The call ends and Guy scrambles around the apartment for a change of clothes. He's still wearing his work uniform. The stench (he doesn't really smell that bad, does he?) of sweat, basil, and, well, pizza feels embedded into them. 

Unfortunately, no matter how dashing he looks in the black polo shirt (according to what the very lovely old lady that lives across them said), Guy remembers Honey always complaining about the smell. This probably means they won’t appreciate being greeted by it once they arrive with their friend.

He opts for a simple shirt that’s fresh from the laundry and grabs a soft blanket for Honey. The nights have been chilly lately and with his burning hatred for being sick, he definitely doesn’t want his partner to experience that either, especially in their state.

The sound of tires on asphalt snaps Guy out of his fussing and he realizes he’s near the entrance of their building. He opens the door to greet the Corolla pulling up near the sidewalk. Its side windows rolled down to reveal Geordi at the wheel looking back at Cutie, who was comforting Honey in the passenger seat.

A very drunk Honey, that is.

“Psst. We’re here.” Cutie whispered gently as not to startle the very much intoxicated person currently resting on their lap. Honey opens their eyes and squints at their surroundings, letting out what Guy would probably describe as the cutest sound in existence (it really was just a whine but sue him for gushing on his partner over the simplest of things.)

“Really…?”

“Yes, really. C'mon, your escort's there," The telepath says, nudging them to look at the man currently standing outside the car wearing an oversized Star Trek shirt with a blanket slung over his shoulder.

"Es…what?" 

It was evident that the trio were trying, and failing, to suppress their amusement at how… out of it their usually uptight friend is. It's adorable, even. 

Guy lowers himself to get Honey to sit up and Cutie immediately helps him. Then, slowly but surely, the pair gently shifts them out of the car to stand up on the sidewalk. 

"Okay, there you go, hon," Guy finally balances his swaying partner (or at least, how balanced one can be while inebriated). "Thanks a lot. Can you guys go home safely?"

"Yeah, no need to worry about us! Cutie's just a lil tipsy but Honey's the only one actually affected by how much of a lightweight they are," Geordi answers, wiping some fog that formed on his glasses. Guy glosses over the very endearing fact that their ever-so-grumpy partner is a lightweight to realize how cold it is outside. The blanket!

He wastes no time wrapping the soft fabric around Honey and they instantly snuggled up to it. “Woah…thanks…S’cold a while ago…” They happily said, their words slowly coming out like molasses. 

Guy chuckles, averting his gaze from the peaceful smiling face of their partner to Cutie’s shit-eating grin. “Thanks again. I’m glad they didn’t get themself into trouble.”

"No prob, Guy, really. Though I am not gonna miss how much they were raving about their wonderful boyfriend throughout the car ride. No matter how cute it was, that was still 30 minutes I can’t take back. I don't need to be a mind reader to know they can’t wait to see you.”

Geordi lets out a few snickers that make Guy wonder if there was an inside joke he wasn’t getting. He dismisses the thought, Never mind that! His Honey was being all mushy! About him!  That leaves him blushing, cheeks hot with a small smile growing and Honey quietly observes the man beside them. They amusingly think their strange escort looks enchanting when flustered.

“O-okay, then! Welp, get back home safe!” Guy waves a hand, the other around Honey’s waist tightened to keep them on their very unstable feet. “I’ve got my very drunk paramour that’s in dire need of some tender loving care to attend to." 

The couple waves them goodbye as the side windows close (with a scandalized “Geordi!” accompanied by a playful slap coming from Cutie despite the aforementioned man keeping his mouth shut though, shortly right after, he bursts into a fit of giggles.) Guy really doesn’t get how they both seem to communicate without sharing any words between them but he shrugs it off for now. He has more pressing matters to deal with.

“C’mon, Honey! Time to get you in our humble abode!" Guy begins to guide their partner to the entrance and opts for the nearby elevator instead of the stairs. He definitely doesn't want to risk any possible accidents from that.

They were both quiet for the whole three stories up. Guy worries about how exhausted Honey must've felt with how they were leaning on his shoulder, eyes closed as they breathed softly, almost snoring. Cute. 

The journey to their unit was surprisingly quick. Guy takes out his keys after gently shaking the bundled-up figure beside him. "Hey,” he whispered, “We're here, sleepyhead."

The door opens and so do Honey’s eyes, blinking out any weariness that weighed on them. They stride over to the couch with the short-lived confidence of a drunkard, leaving the man holding them surprised. They don't remember walking being so difficult. Why was the ground so…move-y all of a sudden? 

Guy's eyes widen as he realizes Honey is out of his grasp. They managed to take a few steps before he could see their movements getting sluggish again. "Woah, hey, hey! Slow down, let me help." He takes hold of their arms to balance them as he gently set their partner on the couch. 

“There ya go,” Guy smiles, kneeling down on his knees to help them out of their footwear that has probably grown uncomfortable. However, the moment he starts to take off their shoe, Honey's foot jerks back. They have their usual annoyed expression but something seems off about how they look at him.

“Hey, back off! I have a… boyfriend, y’know?”

. . .

What.  

"What?"

"Look, dude, thanks for… bringing me up here but I'm gonna…wait for my boyfriend, okay?"

Holy shit, they're fucking wasted.

"Honey, it's me," Guy insists. No doubt the real, very much existing live audience he always monologues for would find this situation hilarious if he wasn't desperately trying to take care of his partner without them freaking out.

"Ha-ha, okay, man, you’re really cute and shit but I want my boyfriend here, not some random fucking guy!”

Despite literally rejecting him in their drunken stupor, his grumpy darling of a partner still makes way for his heart to flutter. How the hell is he going to handle this when some simple flattery from them leaves his mind reeling? “But I’m not some guy! I am Guy!” He sees that the statement confuses Honey’s already muddled mind some more. At moments like these, Guy wonders what in the ever-loving fuck his parents were on when they decided to name their child like that. 

The man backtracks, "Look, your…boyfriend is a lil busy right now. He’ll be back soon but he told me to take care of you while he’s gone, would that be okay?”

Honey squints their eyes, and their foot slowly sets itself back on the floor. “Hm. fine…but don’t pull any moves on me, got it?” They pointed a threatening finger at him. “I like my boyfriend a whole lot and I don’t want him coming home to some bullshit, you hear me?” 

Their strange escort smiles wide and Honey is suddenly overtaken by the instinct to cup his round cheeks, as if it was second nature. Honey shakes their head. There’s something about this man, they just don’t know what, but he makes them feel…weird.

“You got it, boss!” Guy beams with a mock salute before untying the laces of their shoe. After a few moments of comfortable silence, he decided to speak up. “Y’know, that must be one lucky boyfriend. You seem to be fond of him.” He means it. He really is lucky to have them in his life.

Honey looks away with furrowed brows, mumbling softly, “I’m the lucky one…”

“Hm? What do you mean?” Guy tilts his head to the side. Well, that got him curious.

“He’s… he’s really nice to me, even when I’m not.” The urge for Guy to rebut was strong but he decided to shut the fuck up for once to let them continue. “He acts goofy as hell most of the time, too. Like some fucking gremlin or something…”

Their eyes meet and his breath hitches. They’re beautiful.

“And he makes me feel really, really good. He asks for kisses all the time and he cooks me breakfast and his voice sounds so nice in my ear even when he talks a lot a-and he makes my stupid heart feel stupid warm when he looks at me with those pretty eyes like–” They pause to take a breath. 

“Like I’m actually enjoyable to be around.” Honey’s flustered. The heat practically radiates off of them as they lock their gaze on the floor. “He's stupid handsome too, it’s not fair! S’like he got it all!” 

They pushed a finger up to the man’s lips in an attempt to shush him (They also ignore how pleasantly soft it feels against their skin), "But don't tell him I said that!" 

Guy merely chuckles to mask the reality of how fast his heart is beating right now. Fuck, if he keeps getting these sweet compliments from a blushing Honey in such generous amounts, he might actually pass out. Definitely not a bad way to go. He awkwardly cleared his throat, noticing that they were expecting a reply from him, “I-I won’t. I promise.” They seem satisfied by that, crossing their arms as they avoid his eye contact again. Guy racks up his mind on what to do next, his thoughts currently in disarray no thanks to the overwhelming affection he’s receiving. “How ‘bout you go wash up and change your clothes so we can get you to bed, hm?”

Honey nods, and allows the man to guide them to the bedroom (not without a sharp “No funny ideas!” from them and a giggly but reassuring “Of course, of course!” from the man). Guy makes sure to leave the bathroom door open just in case something happens as Honey sloppily brushes their teeth while he prepares some sleepwear for them. 

Once they were done, Guy stepped out of the room to give his partner some privacy and brings back a glass of water with some painkillers to leave by their bedside table for tomorrow. He waits outside the bedroom door, knocking one, two, three times, “Can I come in?”

After hearing the soft “Sure” from inside, the door creaks open to reveal their Honey, clad in pajamas, lying in bed. He sets the pills down and inches the glass toward their lips.

“Hey, don’t sleep yet. You gotta get hydrated first.”

Guy notices they were a bit more compliant, probably too tired to try intimidating him with…their boyfriend. After a few sips, Honey yawns, their head gently landing on the fluffy pillows surrounding their drowsy state. The fatigue was really catching up on them, allowing slumber to take over easily. 

In their dreams, they swear they feel a warmth caress their skin and a soft, fleeting pressure on their forehead.

“I love you.”

–

The first thing Honey hears through the headache is the sizzle of the omelet that Guy is currently giving out a performance to in his rendition of a song he’s playing on his phone.

The man turns off the stove, expertly sliding the dish on a plate placed nearby while still shaking his hips to the music. He continues his singing, oblivious to the fact that their partner is currently observing them with a grin despite the pounding in their head.

“He’s a semi-aquatic egg-layin’ mammal of– AH!” Guy almost drops the plate the moment he notices someone by the hallway. “Honey!” 

They wince at the sudden greeting and Guy sheepishly smiles at them as an apology. “You wanna eat? I cooked some eggs.”

“That would be nice, thanks. Sorry for interrupting your…Disney Channel concert.”

Guy dramatically gasps, setting down another plate in front of where Honey sat at the table. “That was not just some Disney Channel concert! It’s my Phineas and Ferb playlist! That was a serenade to Aphrodite, an angel’s choir! That show’s soundtrack contained the very secret chord that David played! Receiving the highest praise from the greatest minds of our time, including, but not limited to, yours truly! I can’t believe you would slander the artistry of–mmph!” 

He smiles in the kiss and he tastes the fresh mint in their mouth. They brushed their teeth again before coming here. Had they planned to kiss him all along? They pull away, dragging a needy whine from his lips. Fuck, the day hasn’t started yet and they’ve already got his heart pumping. A good morning indeed.

“Okay, okay, I get it, you menace!” Honey lets out a giggle that has Guy taking back everything he said. His taste in music is definitely their laugh. “It’s too fucking early for you to be monologuing like this.”

They smile again and he knows it’s a joke, especially after everything that they’ve confessed to under the influence a few hours ago. He smirks mischievously, “Oh? That’s not what you said last night~”

Honey raises a brow, their fork with a piece of the beaten egg stopping midway towards their mouth. “What, did I do something stupid?”

The man excitedly scoots his chair near them, “Hm, what was that about my voice sounding so nice in your ear?” Honey squints their eyes in confusion before they widen, the foggy memories from last night coming back to them. Heat rapidly rises to their horrified face, much to their smug boyfriend’s delight.

“Shut the fuck up!”

“Or–how did you put it–me being stupid handsome?”

“Guy, please–”

“Oh! Or what about making your heart feel stupid warm?”

At this point, Honey hid their face in Guy’s neck, playfully slapping the arms wrapped around their waist.

“You’re an asshole.” Their words held no heat and were less mean considering they came out muffled from their significant other’s shoulder. The latter simply laughed.

“To be fair,” Guy whispered in their ear, “You make my stupid heart feel stupid warm too.”

Honey sits back up, more flustered than ever and Guy relishes the view. His lover muttered a quick “Fucking dumbass.” before kissing him again, considerably more tender than the last.

-

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- “Gitchee, gitchee goo means that I love y– OW! Ow, ow, ow! Okay, pausing the playlist, going back to the romantic mood!”

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i rlly like this fic!! idk the idea of a flustered tsundere honey was just so delicious AND GUY GETTING EQUALLY FLUSTERED BC EUEUEUFHSDKFHJ HIS BABYHONEYDARLING IS BEING SO MUSHYYY LMAO again tho, feel free to leave me feedback!! whether it's a grammatical error or how true/consistent i am to the characters, it will always be appreciated!! have a nice day/noon/night!! >:))

#redacted audio #redacted guy #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redacted honey #redacted audio fanfic #ITS FINALLY DONE OH GOD #IM FREE IM GONNA CRY #sten writes!

[fyodorloveclub]

UNFORGIVABLE !

pairing ↬ chuuya x fem reader

cw ↬ dark content, (i)ncest, alcohol mentions, reader is drunk, creampie, 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI

notes ↬ this was supposed to be a short blurb but oh well ♡ once again written in a frenzy at 1 am and unedited sorry teehe

wc ↬ 1.3k

big brother!chuuya who very kindly picks you up from your university formal because he's very overprotective and needs to make sure you get home safe. but you had gotten ready and arrived with your friends, so the first time he sees you in your stunning sleek black midi dress is when you're walking to his car at the end of the night, giggling with flushed cheeks and swaying slightly in your heels. he hops out quickly to make sure you get in the car safe without tripping, and is overwhelmed with how gorgeous you look -- despite your tipsy haze. and when you crash into him in an attempted hug, your tits pressed up against his chest and gripping the fabric of the back of his shirt, he feels things he knows he shouldn't.

as you arrive home, chuuya supporting you with an arm tight around your waist, your parents chuckle at the sight.

"what an amazing brother you are, chuuya," your mom coos, a tone of jest in her voice. "giving up your friday night to make sure your baby sister makes it home safe."

"just doin' my job," he says, looking at you adoringly.

"i'm not a baby, mom," you slur, falling against chuuya yet again. "i'm in college. doing grown up things."

she laughs and holds up her hands in defeat. "can you make sure she gets into bed okay, hon?"

chuuya smiles. "of course."

he leads you up the stairs slowly, and the way you're clinging onto him isn't helping the feelings he's trying so hard to ignore.

chuuya had originally planned on just helping you to your room and leaving to remove himself from the situation and quell the desire that stirred inside him, but as he sets you down on your bed and you almost tip backwards, it's clear he can't leave you to get ready for bed by yourself.

"nii-chan," you groan, tugging at his shirt to bring him closer. "can you help?" he stifled a cough.

"help you with what, hon?"

"can't get my dress off. too tight." to demonstrate you try to tug at the zipper of your dress, but your severely lacking dexterity made it impossible. "help?"

chuuya sighed, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. of course you needed his help to get undressed right now.

"stand up and turn around then, love," he instructs, and you do as he says.

his fingers move deftly to the zipper and he's hoping you can wiggle out of it yourself once its undone and he can escape, because he is mortified at the arousal imagining you naked is causing. but of course he isn't that lucky.

you moan and groan as you try to pull the dress off of yourself, and its embarrassing. chuuya gives himself a pep talk before steadying you and offering to help. you smile wide and nod, blabbering a bunch of thank you thank you thank youuu, nii-chan's.

he slides his fingers underneath the shoulder straps and slowly peels the form fitting dress off your body, instructing you to hold onto his shoulders as he crouches down to help you step out of it. just as he dreaded, the only thing you had on underneath was a skimpy thong.

you stand there completely unashamed with your breasts fully on display as chuuya stands back up, throwing the dress over his shoulder.

"ok, hon," he sighs, busying himself with hanging the dress back up in your closet so as to avoid looking at you. "i'm gonna let you do the rest on your own, alright?"

"nooo," you whine.

getting back close to him, your naked body almost pressed completely against him as you start to run your fingers through his fiery red hair, chuuya is about to lose his shit.

"stay?"

"i need to go, darlin'." he tries to pry your hands off of him, but you suddenly have a death grip around him.

"stay, please."

and before chuuya can say another word, your arms are wrapped around his neck and your lips are on his. chuuya is only human.

he's kissing you back fiercely now, cradling your face with his hands as he dips his tongue into your mouth. you moan and now he's tapping the back of your thighs with a quiet whisper of jump so he can hoist you up, wrapping your legs tight around his waist. his lips stay on yours as he walks the two of you to the bed and lays you down gently, crawling on top of you.

"god, i need you, nii-chan," you whine, making chuuya almost growl.

"im right here, baby."

his hand slides down your belly before wiggling it under the waistband of your thong, the arousal he's been fighting all night finally taking over him.

he's kissing your neck as he rubs circles around your clit but you, ever the impatient one, shove his hand down further his fingers graze against your entrance. and he's not one to deny you anything right now. his ring finger slides into you with a surprising amount of ease as he realizes how dripping wet you are.

"fuck me chuuya, please."

it scares him to think about how easily the two of you are falling into something as dirty and unforgivable as this but god he would be insane to walk away from this.

"anything you want," he growls. "im all yours tonight."

he's leaned back off of you to unbutton his pants and yank them and his boxers off, his already aching cock hanging heavy between his legs.

your smile is lopsided as he hovers over you once more, and your alcohol-clouded mind is still playing catch-up when chuuya is sliding his cock inside of you. you yelp but he clasps a hand over your mouth.

"c'mon now, let's not let mom and dad know what you're letting your big brother do to you right now." you nod, and he releases his hand.

your legs find their way around his skinny waist again and he holds you tight as he pushes the rest of his cock inside of you, bottoming out.

"god, please, more!" you cry out.

chuuya chuckles before giving you what you want, pulling his hips back until the only part of his length left inside of you is the tip, before thrusting into you with full force. you hold your own hand over your mouth as you let out ungodly moans. you truly never thought the dick would be this good.

you quickly fall into a steady rhythm, chuuya nipping at the sensitive skin under your jaw as you gasp and cry out while he stuffs you full of his cock. you feel like a junky, you absolutely can't get enough, whining for more, more, more! and he happily obliges.

slick wet noises fill your bedroom as your beloved brother fucks you hard and deep, and your pussy spasms around him as your arousal is approaching its max. you could tell chuuya was feeling the same as his groans got louder and louder.

"want me to cum inside you, baby? want your big brother to fill you up?"

a string of slurred yes's tumble past your lips as he fucks you, and the way chuuya moans as he releases his hot cum inside you is enough to send you over the edge too, gripping his hair tight as your orgasm ripples through your body and you feel liquid trickling out of you.

chuuya presses one more long kiss to your lips, petting your hair before pulling out, almost feeling himself starting to get hard again at the sight of you laying all fucked out and blissful on the bed.

"thank you, chuuya-nii," you giggle and hiccup, tired eyes fluttering.

"of course," he smiles. then his eyes fall to the large wet spot underneath you. "now get up for a second, darlin'. looks like i gotta change your sheets for you now."

#im going to hell #chuuya x reader #chuuya smut #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs smut #dead dove #flora’s fics

[slickfordain]

Your work is awesome!!

I'll read everything else rq, but first-

Hello, how was your day? How are you feeling?

If it's okay, may I share a bit of my game and ask how will characters react on it?

So uhh

I always say out loud how adorable Nahida is and how she is my "adopted child"

Also during the archon quest I was litteraly chanting "someone help, love and protect her please"

Also when I didn't get Nahida on her banner, I was like "Sages, if it was You, I'm about to destroy you"

I also always greet my team and say "bye" if I'm leaving.

I switch to every character and tell them it. Even how THEY did while I was gone

Maybe I'm going insane Idk?

If you don't want to do it, it's okay!^^

Bye-bye! And again- your work(s) are awesome! Gotta read some more

I may sound insane but I as well say “Hello / hi” to Genshin characters one time because I wanted them to feel welcomed??? I’m kind of new to this shit so I stole my friend’s phone to say hi to them 💀💀 this is such a cute request overall, Nahida is such a baby 💔💔

Also I’m doing just well hon, thank you for asking me. <3 I hope you’re feeling well yourself.

Teyvat is protective of their creator no matter what gender they’re specified with;; however, it seems that you favor Nahida more than others— Most likely as if you made her to actually be your related child. Nahida was hesitant and shy at first, but over the time when she thought about it, she couldn’t help but feel so free and blessed with such a humble God mother/father figure like you.

You’re protective, even if it’s the traveller and Paimon… You still warned them to make sure that Nahida stays secured and safe. Everyone in different nations although takes this request far too seriously- that at this point, Nahida feels rather isolated. Though she knew you never meant any harm, how could she ever assume you would? She’s a wise sweet little girl, humble as you even, she honestly could see the connection of being your child. Literally.

But, that of course makes other children jealous… NPC children would most likely have different voice lines when it comes to Nahida too— which is basically in Sumeru city, and, I guess the Archons has to be checked 24/7 all of the sudden? Confused as you are, you weren’t displeased with it, you felt… Happy actually. Happy that people are acknowledging Nahida. (Although they’re fighting over who gets to be Nahida’s other parent)

Alhaitham especially would have some rooms prepared for Nahida, like, y’know, if she’s tired in a middle of nowhere— there’ll always be a house nearby her area, her spot. The followers of you would be cooking food nonstop for the little child, hoping that she’s willing to test their taste. After all, only she knows what you love in a guy/girl ~!

Oh oh, and since you did say you want someone to also protect Nahida during a quest— Nahida will be bawling her eyes out and ugly cry. (Pretty cry actually) People will be freaking out of why the fuck is shE EVEN CRYING— The NPCs will all baby her and, treasure hoarders? They won’t even get the chance to lay a finger on her because of the Archons killing them off. (Not like you know 😻)

Nahida would be an absolute troll however. Yes, she is sweet and always devoted to drop the entire lore to help people out— (For example she dropped the entire shit lore to Aether / Lumine) But she is heavily LOYAL to her mother/father figure.

Imagine Dottore especially trying to talk it out with her since they did sort of have a conversation beforehand. So he thought it’s only fair he becomes her dad, by marrying you right? HAHAHA, wrong. Nahida is truly worried and overprotective of you, despite being just a kid version of her Archon self. She will lie, telling things to the Fatui doctor what you did not like.

And this has gone on for so long, it’s absolutely hilarious. Especially for Sumeru as they see this as an attempt to bring their divine being closer to them.

But the thing is, you’re not that expressive— you’re just existing and trying to live on while babying Nahida who just sobs into your affection. Girlie never got so much, so it was truly a blessing to have herself in your care.

And talking about Sages, just imagine Enjou overall having troubles with trying to get to you. All because of Sages 💀 look, if mans wanna get your forgiveness, better as well protect Nahida from the half monster hybrid looking ass hot man. Enjou is in so much misery… (Cue CPR)

Also, can we just appreciate how caring you are? No, it’s not only for Nahida you’re just caring for— it’s not even the reason she’s so loyal to you. (Well, it is but still) The true reason is, is because you keep saying “Hello” and “Bye” to them everyday, no matter how tiring it might get.

I think Diluc would especially love this since uhm, well, his dad ain’t here y’know y’know. (Or any traumatized character really)

…

Imagine Archon Timmie flying up to the heavens above just to replace Nahida and be your son— (Archon Timmie /srs) But then fails because Nahida is too logical and wise that his brain couldn’t take it anymore either.

Okay I’m stopping there 💀💀💀

Also have a sneak peak of my fanfic because I know some people will assume I’m not working on it 💔

It looks shitty but whatever

#various x reader #various #yandere x reader #sagau genshin #yandere sagau genshin impact #yandere sagau #sagau cult au #genshin impact sagau #sagau brainrot #sagau fluff

[romanoffsbish]

Found Family

Yelena Belova x F!R

WandaNat 🤰🏼❤️

Request: @/modedddd | 3,168 Words

Weddings—What total fucking chaos…

Warnings: Alcohol, Violence, Puking (but like soft ass, nauseating fluff)

"Wanda, are you sure the fitting went well?" You huffed involuntarily as you tried for the umpteenth time to get the zipper to reach the top of her dress, "Maybe it shrunk hon?"

Wanda turned to you with tears in her eyes, you could see a secret settled beneath the surface of her shining viridescent orbs, but her wobbling lip prevented her from offering it up.

"Oh honey," you saw the soft baby bump as her dress now pooled at her hips, "It'll be okay, what's a wedding without a few hiccups?"

——

Wanda smiled instinctually at your offered comfort, the world could be on fire, but you would still find the beauty for her somehow.

"What are we going to do?" Wanda asked in a whisper, and you tightened your hold on her.

"Well, the wedding is in six hours," you looked to your watch, "How about we run to our safe space, then we can magically fix the problem?"

Wanda pulled away from you with a genuine smirk, you always found the best solutions.

"Can I get extra toppings?" Wanda wagered, and you nodded amusedly, "Then it's a deal!"

After Wanda changed back into her comfy loungewear the both of you snuck out of her dressing room, and right on out of the venue.

—

Kate had been excited to be playing such a pivotal part in Wanda and Natasha's special day's events. The excitable girl was skipping around with her bedazzled clipboard, making sure the workers knew where to place the flower arrangements, then she was calling the caterers to triple check on the delivery time for the various plates, and she continued to do such work until she arrived to Wanda's door.

"Hey ladies it's Kate, I'm just checking in to make sure we're staying on time," she called out as she knocked softly, but there wasn't a call back. Kate tried a few more times, and with the continued silence she grew worried, so without further thought she opened the door.

The worry she felt only increased as she found the room empty, she was panicked when she saw Wanda's dress in a heap on the floor, and in that state she called Yelena on FaceTime, offering no privacy as she yelled, "They're gone, we have a runaway bride, and her bestie too."

"WE HAVE A WHAT?" Natasha shrieked, and Yelena muttered underneath her breath, "Pochemu ya?" before throwing back her flute of champagne, and turning her focus to her frazzled older sister. "It will all be okay."

(Why me?)

—

"So, is this a 'oh no she knocked me up' wedding?" You teased your best friend, you cackled as her nose scrunched up in pure offense. "No, and you very well know that!"

"Yeah, but for all the secret keeping on your end I felt it was only fair to tease you babes."

"We didn't expect it to happen so fast," Wanda muffled her admittance over a spoonful of her fro yo, "But with my magic it's apparently a sped up process. I am technically only a week in, but at last weeks scan they said I was three."

You remained unexpectedly silent as you ogled your friends bowl, it was literally towering over the lip of the bowl, and the toppings were what you'd expect to see on a sociopath's bowl.

Who pairs mango boba pearls with chocolate syrup, and pieces of coconut? A menace...

When you took notice of her glare you brought yourself back into the conversation, "Weeks?"

"Months," she groaned as she dropped her gaze to the bump that she could no longer hide, it'd become even larger since you'd left the venue.

"Yeah, I am afraid that makes sense now."

—

Natasha was pacing around her dressing room, there was no way Wanda would have cold feet.

Right? No, she loved her just as much as she did, so why the hell is she nowhere in sight?

"Sestra, calm yourself, I'll find them."

Natasha glared at her sister, "You better."

"Why would they even leave?" Kate questioned, and Yelena swiftly glared in her direction, "Y/N doesn't do things without good reason, she is her maid of honor for a reason Kate Bishop."

Yelena didn't mean to snap, but truthfully she was worried that you hypothetically helping Wanda run meant that the life she wanted with you maybe wasn't the one you wanted with her.

—

"Y/N?" Wanda hesitantly called out to you, she could see the way you were concealing your own panic to keep hers at bay, it didn't work.

"Don't," you pleaded, "We'll be there soon, it's okay, there's no need to panic Wanda, please."

Wanda rested back against the seat, she wasn't going to press you further. It wasn't your fault there was standstill traffic on the highway, how were either of you to know about a nearby basketball game taking place. Had you known you would've stayed off the freeway, especially since the next exit was two miles out, and the wedding was meant to start in two hours.

It wasn't intentional, but the two of you let time get away from you as you giddily roamed the city in search for baby items. Wanda let you peek at the baby's genders in her purse, they (Wanda) wanted a party for that, and there was really no one better to throw it than you. It wasn't until you looked over a receipt that you clocked the time, and rushed to get back.

"I'm sorry," you couldn't keep it in anymore, you were literally the worst maid of honor.

"Hey," the witch reached for your hand over the console, "You are doing everything right, I needed this, they'll understand if we're late."

The sound of a loud noise startled you both, your gazes shifting to the illuminated dash.

My Stinky Girl (Yelena Belova) is calling...

You gulped, then nodded to the witch who was hovering over the green button, "Heyyy..."

"Don't hey me, where the hell are you?" The blonde shrieked, but then she sighed, "Hi..."

"We're on the highway," you meekly answered.

"Why?"

"To get hitched in Vegas, we realized we had the wrong partners," Wanda deadpanned.

"You stay away from my girlfriend Maximoff."

The witch cackled, "Calm your vests Lena."

You could hear your girlfriend inhale, she was two seconds from a freak out. "Yelena, why don't you ask Natasha about the beans?" You instructed the irritated blonde, "We'll wait."

Yelena trusted you, so without questioning you further she turned to her sister instead. With a shy smile the redhead proceeded to spill them.

"Oh my gosh!" Yelena was grinning, you could hear it, your heart swelled at her excitement, "Detka, we're going to be such cool aunties!"

"Yeah, we are," you chuckled, sharing a fond look with your best friend as the two of you piggybacked off your lover's excitement, and you envisioned a future where you were more.

"How long until you're back? We can stall."

"I am not sure, it's a twenty minute drive, but the traffic is at a standstill, so probably hours."

"Why don't you just mind warp the people to drive faster Wanda?" Kate asked, and you could hear a slap followed up by a shriek.

"Yelena, be nice!" You reprimanded her, and bit back a laugh when she grumbled curses.

"You know how I feel about stupid solutions."

"Actually," you looked at Wanda, and she nodded, there was no harm done if you got traffic to cease to exist right? "We're doing it."

"Wait!" Yelena shouted, "I have a better idea!"

Wanda looked to you fearfully, and it checked out because not even a moment later were you both upchucking the fro yo onto the ground.

"How was that better Lena?" You looked at your lover who was quickly approaching you, she shrugged, "It seemed like a good idea."

Pietro smirked at you as he held his sisters hair back, "It was so fun, pretending to have super strength as I ran you here to save the day."

"Yeah, your noodle arms could never have done that without my help," Wanda grumbled, shoving her brother away, and nuzzling into her wife to be's arms instead, "Hi lovebug..."

Natasha's cheeks turned crimson, Wanda's delirious muttering of her 'behind closed doors' nickname had her feeling put on the spot, but she also knew she meant no harm, so she softly kissed her temple, "Welcome back detka."

"We have a wedding to get to," Kate reminded everyone, and you looked to Wanda knowingly.

"Go, we've got this," you ushered everyone off, then with a reserved softness you reached for Wanda and worked a smattering of miracles.

—

The ceremony went off without any further hitches, it wasn't until the reception that things got interesting again. You watched with rapt attention as a drunken Pietro approached girl after girl with no luck, it was very amusing.

"What's so funny?" Yelena asked, the deepened rasp in her tone enough to tell you she'd been drinking; Pietro was probably her doing.

"Pietro has no game," you mused, tipping your nearly empty glass in his direction, Yelena burst into laughter once she saw him pouting, "Oh my gosh, he looks like a wounded puppy, how funny." You snorted at your girlfriend's odd sense of humor, "Yeah, his pride is gone."

"Welp, sucks for him," Yelena shrugs, then turns to you with a smug grin, "Care to dance?"  Yelena reached her hand out for yours, and you graciously accepted it as she pulled you from the table to the dance floor with the couple.

"You look absolutely gorgeous malysh," Yelena whispered before softly kissing your lips, she swiftly spun you out before you could reply, then she pulled your giggling form right back in, and you smiled at her. "As do you Lena."

The blonde smiled even wider, her cheeks tinting a subtle pink, something you wanted to tease her for, but you knew better than to ruin the sweet moment. After a few songs, where the both of you swayed around in your little bubble of love unbothered, a hand softly tugged you away from your lover. Natasha smiled at you, with her hand extended, and the two of you reluctantly exchanged partners.

"You're my favorite person," the redhead said almost as soon as she had you in her arms, "Natasha, I'm flattered, but I'm with Yelena, at your wedding mind you, have some class."

"Why must you ruin the moment?" She groaned, and you chuckled softly, "I'm your favorite, so really I can do whatever I wish."

"That you can," Natasha conceded, a soft smile overtook both your faces as you danced about.

The conversation between Yelena and Wanda was a smidge different. Yelena held her sister in law protectively as they barely even moved.

"You know, I'm not made of fluff Yelena," the witch teased, and the blonde huffed seriously, "You are carrying my future nieces or nephews, sue me for wanting to keep them safe."

Wanda gripped her by the shoulders, "Cute."

"Wanda Maximoff, I am not cute."

"Romanoff," she quickly corrected, the lovesick smile she wore nearly made your girlfriend gag.

"Now, before the song ends we must discuss important business," Wanda's face was now one of stoicism, "When are you proposing?"

Yelena grunted, "That's a personal question."

"Mhm, you're officially my sister now, and I am patiently waiting for you to make Y/N mine."

Yelena ignored her sister in law for a moment, she found herself staring at you from across the room, no matter the occasion her eyes always drifted to you, it was a reflex at this point. Her sister dipped you backwards, then repeatedly spun you so fast you couldn't stop laughing.

"See," Wanda called her out, following her gaze to be met with the sight of you, the smile the blonde wore was far too soft for Yelena's usual cold appearances, "You need to lock her in."

"She is already locked in," Yelena huffed, but she couldn't help but agree, "But I know, you are right, is that what you wanted to hear?"

Wanda smirked smugly instead of responding, and after a moment of awkward silence she released herself from the blondes strong hold.

"Don't worry Belova, I got your back," she winked as she walked away, then she tapped your shoulder to signal it was time to switch back, you smiled at her, a hand affectionately grazed over her bump, and Yelena found the sight to be a perfect glimpse into the future.

Her perfect little family, one she never thought possible, coming to fruition before her eyes. It nearly brought her to tears thinking about your hand on Wanda's belly as her own on yours.

When you caught the bouquet a few hours later Yelena saw the intentional wisps of red that floated it to your hold. She glared at the witch who wore a content smile, but it faded quickly as you jumped into her unsuspecting arms. Your body shook with excitement, and the blonde held you that much closer when she understood you wanted it all just as bad.

Yelena set you down, and instantly cupped your cheeks, pulling you in for a kiss that said more than her words ever could. When she finally pulled away your eyes were glossy, she frowned, but you waved her off, "Happy tears."

She nodded in vague understanding, "Why?"

"Because, even if you are not there yet, I am," you smiled at her while nervously flitting the flowers around, "This bouquet toss helped me feel stronger in my convictions that you're it for me baby, there's no love story greater. So, if and when you're ready, I'll be there to say yes."

"I'm ready," she interrupted your monologue, her tone was neutral, likely due to her nerves, but you saw a smile steadily creeping up.

"I'm more ready!"

Yelena frowned, and you nearly lost your shit when you turned to see Pietro down on one knee with a ring that resembled Wanda's.

"Oh, you poor, drunk fool," you sympathized, and leaned into your girlfriend as he went on.

"I am a good man," he hiccuped softly, his hand flying up to cover his mouth, and to your fortune it was a false alarm, "I can make you the happiest women ever Y/N, will you—."

Yelena was about to attack the man, but in a twist of fate it was Wanda who got him first. The witch lifted him into the air, not a care in the world as he gasped for no apparent reason.

"Give me my ring pridurok, or you'll be sleeping with the sharks in the Atlantic."

(Dipshit)

"Sestra, please, you just had your big day," he whined drunkenly, "Just let me have mine!"

Yelena approached the man, she scooped the ring from his hand, and gently passed it back. Then she nodded to Wanda, and in a show of impressive strength she caught the man by his collar as he fell from the air, and slammed him into a marble pillar, "Ostorozhneye, Pietro, ​​ya znayu, gde ty spish', a ukus vdovy smertelen."

(Careful now Pietro, I know where you sleep, and a widows bite is deadly.)

As soon as her hands left the mans collar he was running for the nearest trash can. Yelena turned to you with a smug grin, she knew you were in a state of shock at her show of power. With her arms wide open you crashed right into her, your embarrassing words being muffled into her suit jacket, "That was hot."

Yelena snorted at your admission, and in a rare moment of PDA she kissed you tenderly. She never denied you her affections, but ones like this kiss were usually reserved for the house. But you reckon she didn't mind tonight since it was just a small group of close friends here.

"YA tebya lyublyu," Yelena confessed for the millionth tome with her forehead pressed up to yours. "Ya tozhe tebya lyublyu vonyayet."

(I love you / I love you too Stink)

"One time Y/N," she groans, "I come home smelling like a sewer one time after a mission and you don't let me move on, I want peace."

"Yeah, and that was one time too many."

"Can we go home now?" Yelena was over the scene, at this point she just wanted to cuddle up to you, with her puppy, Fanny, and your kitty, Gerald, sleeping soundly at your feet.

"Yeah, let me just grab my co—."

Natasha rushed over to you before you could even ask where the fire was, "Her water broke."

Yelena glared at her, "Ne nasha problema."

(Not our problem)

Both women went to grab you, likely to hold you in a standstill, but fortunately the witch with fluctuating hormones had the upper hand as she yanked you towards her, "They can have their petty little fight, while we go have babies."

"Hold on," you pulled the woman over to the bar, and grabbed two shot glasses. "Y/N..."

"Hush," you waved her off, "Close your eyes."

Wanda rolled them first, making sure you saw, but then she complied. "You can open now."

Stood before her were two shot glasses, both with a clear liquid in them, and she smirked. She wasn't sure where you got the droppers from, but in the dimly lit room she couldn't tell what was in them, so when you dropped a bit of blue curaçao into the first one she beamed.

"It's a boy!" You cheered, and you saw Natasha briefly look to you with her eyes alit with joy before she was back to shouting at her sister.

Wanda winced as another contraction hit, and you made quick work of the next shot, you had three droppers for the sake of surprise, and it sure helped to keep Wanda unclear until the next liquid turned a light pink, "It's a girl!"

Wanda smiled at you, it was pained though, you could see how she clutched her stomach, so you rushed around to her to guide her to the car, and as you retreated you shouted back, "Oy! Assholes, come take these shots, then get in the car and take us to the damn hospital!"

Love is beautiful, it might be a chaotic, messy experience, hell, even at times tragic, but even with that chance, it's beautiful nonetheless. It was all you ever wanted, and with this family of found individuals it seems you finally have it. That was never really a question for you honestly, but it was confirmed tonight as you looked into the fresh eyes of your goddaughter.

The brunette's tiny fingers were wrapped tight around your girlfriends, she was cooing softly at the baby in your arms, you felt your heart ache for this sort of future. When your gazes eventually met, and your lover smiled at you softly, with those bright, albeit tired hazel eyes you knew this was forever. You'd done it.

Yelena was your dream come true.

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Bela

You’ve been taken from her entirely too early

She knew she had enemies, just never thought you would fall victim to them. And that she couldn’t protect you

When they took you, and took you from her in the end, she was completely broken

She’d never forgive herself

Yet, you returned to her. Somehow

At first, she doesn’t believe her eyes to see you work at the castle

She can’t understand it. It’s been nearly a lifetime

And still, she has never stopped loving you

To have you back brings all the feelings back up within her. All those she has stuffed down and covered with cement, simply back at the surface

Against her better judgement, she immediately swarms to you when she sees you

She needs to apologise, to make it better, somehow

But, she finds things have changed

You are yourself. But, you’ve forgotten your past life. She’s nothing but “Lady Bela” to you now

And perhaps, she thinks, it’s for the best. Her mind is plagued by what happened in the past, and if it takes her distance to keep you safe, it’ll be done

She watches from afar, never truly interacts with you or allows you to see her

But she watches out for you. She ensures not too much work is dumped on you

She pulls strings to allow you a room for yourself, quite a spacious one. Officially this is “for your hard work”, despite having only started at the castle

She watches you smile with the staff. Your happiness is still the most important thing to her, even if the distance makes her heart ache

She yearns to feel you back in her arms. But your safety comes first

Bela understands, her love means danger

She wants you to live a happy life now. And you do, for a while

Yet, the castle, as well as time, brings memories

Nightmares

Each night, building up

It starts with innocent dreams, memories, of holding Bela’s hand and being intimate with her. Kissing, dates, confessions of love, quality time together

Bela knows nothing of this. She does notice you looking around, however, more often than not when you work

She feels your eyes stare at her when you are in the same room as her as her dinner is served

She hears your breath hitch when you are tasked to place a plate down in front of her and smell the oddly familiar scent that Bela carries with her

Still, she stays distant. She can’t risk your life for her love again

Yet as time goes on, you begin to have nightmares

Smaller ones, of horrors that have your heart beating wildly and have you wake up drenched in sweat

Then, there are major ones

Bela is immediately alerted by your scream at night. She fears for your safety, and immediately comes rushing to you

Instead, she finds you screaming and crying in bed, sweating and turning in your sleep

For just a moment, she agrees to screw her promise to stay away

You need her

Perhaps you won’t even remember this in the morning anyway

It hurts, yet feels so right for her to move over to the bed and pull you into her arms

You struggle and scream still, caught up in whatever dream you have

Bela shushes you and coos, her voice low and her arm tight around you. Securing you

The scent of her perfume surrounds you. Even asleep, you seem to take notice of it. You relax a little, crying and gasping out words like “No” and “Bela”

Are you having a nightmare about her? The thought pains her. Maybe she shouldn’t be here, she figures

Yet, just as she attempts to let go, your eyes flash open wide, fearful and confused, and your hands grip her wrists tightly

Upon looking at the tall fly woman in your room, you manage to calm yourself a little

Memories have been coming you, and seeing her- really seeing her- and feeling her, opens the floodgates

She gasps when you tug her forwards, arms around her midsection as you bury your face in her stomach. She stands awkwardly next to the bed, unsure what to do. Are you aware of your actions?

You sense her confusion and nervousness. You just need to feel her close. Even closer

“Iubirea mea”

Bela’s eyes widen at this. You stare up at her, shaking and with teary eyes

“My love”, she repeats back in nothing but a whisper, emotions welling up in her and silent tears wetting her cheeks

When you tug her again, she wastes no time. She’s yearning for you, and incredibly deprived of you. She wants- needs- you. She has, always

You grip her tight as she swarms into your bed, your body rested against hers

In a way, you’re both each other’s teddy bears, content and desperate to be as close as possible

Dresses and shirts are discarded and tossed away. She wants to feel as close to you as possible

Only when you’re on top of her, with your bare skin pressed against hers, the two of you can begin to feel content

You haven’t realised how much missed her cold skin until you remembered everything

Bela has missed your warm skin each passing day

She has her arms around you, and you’re holding onto her shoulders tightly, the blanket slung over both of you

“I felt something missing. I spent each day wondering what it was. Now, I remember”

Bela pulls you tighter. Her finger tips run lightly against your back

“I don’t want to lose you again”, she confesses quietly. You feel her nuzzle against your neck, where a mark laid long ago

“You won’t”

“I won’t”, she promises

She spends all night with you, and all day the following morning. Never lets she go of your hand

The two of you have a lot of catching up to do

8

Cassandra

She’s lost you- not to time, nor animals

To humans

Hunters

Kidnappers

They took you when she wasn’t around, and never was she able to forgive herself for it

Upon finding you dead, Cassandra feels utterly broken

How could she not have saved you? How could she not have been there?

Even as the years pass, this makes it very difficult for her to go about her life

She can’t stop thinking about you and has never found herself a replacement

No partner, no flings with random maidens, even

Then, one day, she finds you at the castle again

She doesn’t trust this. She can’t

She is enraged someone is pretending to be you, her lover!

But- you aren’t

You have no idea who she is, and are terrified when she comes for you, sickle raised and demanding answers you don’t have

She’s hurt by this, at first, and it confuses you

Her appearance, though, seems familiar to you. You’re not entirely sure why

Cassandra sees the confusion in your eyes. The lack of fear

No- she won’t let you get close again, she decides

She won’t let you get hurt

And so she snarls at you, bares her teeth and shows her sickle, fake laughter ringing out as she chases you away

She ensures you’re too scared to be intrigued by her again. It hurts, but it will have to be done

She refuses to let you get hurt again

So, as time goes on, Cassandra distances herself. And not just that

She ensures you will not reach out to her, by scaring you, often

Still, she is protective of you

Those that give you a hard time are dragged to the basement and become her newest playthings

It’s more or less an open secret, that you’ve got the murderous sister on your side

And it’s giving you strange, mixed messages. To feel you must fear for your life around her, while knowing she will make your life comfortable among servants

Even does Cassandra secretly leaves plates of food on your bed, knowing the staff never quite receives as much food as they possibly should

You begin to have dreams of her, however, and she can tell

Cassandra rarely sleeps since your oblivious self is at the castle. She wants to ensure your safety

And with this comes that she likes to have a few flies in your room. Spying, no- watching over you

She hears you sigh her name dreamily when you sleep, and knows your memories are returning

She sees the yearning look you send her when you think she doesn’t notice your presence

And lastly, she sees the small paintings you make of her. Secretly, she pockets them. You never know where they go off to

She remembers being your muse before your death…

Cassandra tries to be distant more and more. She snarls at you, but it hardly does anything

It’s as if you know she won’t hurt you. That around you, she’s not going to bring her sickle down on you

Cassandra even goes as far as to bite your neck roughly, even if your familiar taste brings back memories

Still, you don’t flinch away from her

It’s incredibly frustrating to try to stay away when you’re reaching out to her more and more with each passing week

Eventually, she feels like the chased prey. Backing away against walls and swarming when you approach, wide eyed and trying to move when you catch her eye

She knows, you remember her. She knows, you want answers

But she also knows you don’t yet remember the whole truth. As much as she wants to, she can’t give in

Your death is all that is on her mind

She fears, when you eventually remember, you will hate her. Rightfully so, in her eyes

For weeks on, she avoids you. She knows you remember more and more of your life

Then, one night, she notices something is up

You cry and squirm, whimper and gasp

Immediately, she swarms to your room. She jumps when you scream, hands grabbing the sheets and twisting them

All her distance, her caution, her worry is thrown out the window the moment you are distressed

She climbs in bed with you, and pulls you to her large and soft chest. Tears fall on it as you cry

Cassandra isn’t sure what to say. She has never been good with her words

She holds you though, tightly, in a comforting embrace, her fingers in your hair and on your back, gently stroking you

She can’t help but press a kiss to your head. This closeness is bringing up feelings and thoughts she shoved so far down

She holds you tighter as you tremble and shake, scream and gasp

When you wake up, your wide, fearful eyes stare up at her

And she stares back at you, unsure what to do. Is this right? Should she not distance herself?

Cassandra can’t bring herself to move

She gasps when you pull her tighter, cuddling her like a gigantic, sadistic teddy bear

“They hurt me so much”, you gasp out between cries

Her eyes widen at the realisation that you finally remember

Tears flood her eyes too

“I’m so sorry”, she cries, words she has never said in her newborn life, but ached to tell you the moment you returned to her, even oblivious to who she was

Cassandra gasps again when she isn’t pushed away, but rather you climb fully on top of her like you used to

She can’t help but cup your cheeks, and hums happily when she crashes your lips against yours

Perhaps, this is the most intense and passionate kiss she has ever shared with you

With both of your cheeks wet from tears and memories making both of you shake

Daniela

Daniela still remembers your death

She remembers racing to find you, the adrenaline and the fast beat of her hearts

She remembers you dying her in her arms

And she can never forgive herself for it

She sees your face in her dreams years later, a decade later even. Haunting her

She still loves you. She still sees you in everyone. She tries to be happy again, to move on, yet finds herself yearning for you

Her lovers reflect this; she chooses only those that reminds her of you

And yet, none of them are you

This is to change

Daniela nearly faints when she sees you at the castle one day, fixing curtains and cleaning the shelves of the library

She feels so much at the same time

Love, happiness, relief, guilt

She so wishes she could have saved you

The moment she sees you, she swarms for you and pushes herself against you

In return, she receives a scream, before you can cover your mouth

She hears your heartbeat, fast, yet not the way it used to be

You’re terrified. Of her

Daniela draws back immediately. You stare at her, scared and confused, your rag dropped to the floor

Daniela just doesn’t understand

“Is there anything I can help you with, Lady Daniela?”, comes your shaky voice

For a moment she wonders, are you playing a cruel joke on her?

Is this because she was unable to save you?

No; you would never do such a thing to her. She knows, she was precious to you

Was

No longer. Your memory is gone, it seems

She croaks out a “No”, and immediately swarms off. She can’t stand seeing you while knowing you are no longer hers

Daniela considers trying to court you again. She’s won you over once, after all

Then, she remembers how it ended. How you’ve died in her arms

She decides, it’s best to stay away

She doesn’t want you dying again. She loves you so much

Staying away is the most selfless thing she has ever done, she feels. And the hardest

She yearns to be with you, to feel your touch

For a long time, this holds up

Though, Daniela can’t help but try to keep you isolated. Should she hear someone express interest in you, she tries her best to intervene

It would hurt so much to see you with someone that isn’t her

After a month or so, she notices you act stranger than normal

You glance at her, when normally you try to avoid her attention entirely

Daniela feels you stare at her sometimes, and sees you advert your eyes a second before she can fully turn around to face you

You seem to be curious about her, but she can’t understand why

She’s entirely unaware of the sudden memory flashes you experience at times

Nor the dreams that sometimes appear in your mind when you’re asleep

Memories

Memories of Daniela

Memories of holding her. Cuddling her, kissing her

Memories of reading together and giggling under the covers

Memories of shared baths and serious conversations

Precious memories, that suddenly come to you

Are they truly memories, or dreams?

Daniela feels observed by you. Yet, she doesn’t try to scare you off

She can’t, not with you so important to her. She can’t bring herself to even snarl at you

Of course, this is also picked up by you

You’re bold around her, bolder than a staff member should be

When you step close to her one day and look into her eyes, trying to see whether it was a dream that her eyes reflect beautifully, her breath hitches

She knows she should be distant. She just can’t help herself properly at times

Most of the time, she opts for escaping you. It’s a fun thought, considering she is a predator

Still, she swarms away when she sees you walk in her direction, acting as though she can’t hear you call out for her

You desperately want to see her. You’ve been having an odd dream as you of lately

It showed you a memory, of cuddling naked with Daniela. You need to know if it’s real

In the dream, you are shown a small scar between her shoulder blades. You must know whether the memory is real

It’s as though you remember and don’t remember her at the same time. Your feelings are still in the past, not yet discovered fully

Daniela blushes bright red when she finds out you volunteered- no, asked, to be assigned as her private maiden

Made to clean her room, to dress and bathe her, to tend to her every need

At first, she shuts this down. She picks someone else

Eventually, nobody else is available. No other staff member wants a position this deadly

Daniela attempts to stay cold and quiet when you bathe her. You used to always do that, and often joined her in the warm water

She notices you still remember, it seems, the bath temperature she likes, somewhere in the back of your head

No matter her efforts though, Daniela is a flustered and blushing mess under your fingers

She hears you gasp once, but your face is difficult to read when she turns to you

You’ve got your answer in the form of the small scar underneath the sponge and soap. It’s real, whatever your dream have been showing you

Yet you can only remember parts. Without the full picture, you feel as if lost in the dark. Curious, yet not quite the same yet

As another month passes, your memories come back more and more

Daniela jumps to attention when she takes a stroll through the castle and hears your scream

Immediately, she swarms to you

Is there an intruder?!

No, she finds your room empty, save for you on the bed

Crying, shaking, trembling, screaming for Daniela

She runs to you and immediately wraps her arms around you

These screams remind her far too much of what was done to you. What she couldn’t prevent

“I’m here, my love”, she whispers, over and over again. She’s not letting go of you again. She’s not

Daniela shakes with you, but holds you tight. When you awaken, your eyes are wide, terror written across them

Daniela knows, you remember it all now

She cries with you as both of you attempt to escape the painful memory

Your arms are tight around her, the way they used to be

“My precious Daniela”, you whisper shakily. She cries, and holds you even tighter

“My perfect love. It’s always been you”, she reassures

All night you two hold each other. Daniela is so happy to be given another opportunity with love

This time, she will ensure you are never taken from her again

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #deluded anon

[kentofication]

% — tengen uzui & fem!reader ] — 966

❝ soft content # fear # descriptions of a demon # demon encounter # comfort # decapitation (of a demon) # husband!tengen x wife!reader ❞

it was getting to that time of the month. the time of the month where the temperature drops and nature withers away—temporarily at least. the time of the month where flakes of snow fall onto the withering green of the earth, coating it with its snowy soft texture. the time of the month where agriculture halted production as farmers prepared their crops to withstand the winter for future warmer months.

during the time of this cold month, the inside of your home dropped its usual temperature. it had a warm interior, comfy soft couches with warm bed sheets, and hot beverages and edible foods every day.  however, it is the cold season, meaning that your house became colder and colder as the days passed by. you counted the days that he left—for a mission that is. 

you knew that his rank as a hashira was very important to the world he lives in and himself. he serves this rank with pride and holds his head up high, even when faced with difficult challenges such as battling against an upper rank demon. even though he has only did it once—and thankfully survived—there might be a time he has to repeat the same order and this time not come home. 

as you sit there in silence, with your clasped hands together, you pray that your husband returns safe to you. you prayed that he wouldn’t succumb to any fatal wounds that might result in his final breath being taken. as you released your hands from each other, you looked at the door and sighed. “might as well go fix a hot meal.” you said to yourself. 

as you got up from your previous position, the front door creaked open. an awful aroma started to seep itself into the clean home. the aroma was strong, enough to make your lungs, as well as your throat, experience a burning sensation. you sank to your knees as you peered at the door. despite never seeing that figure before, you heard about it. it was a demon. a horrible one at least. not just because of its aroma, but of its appearance. it had three horns decorating its scalp and a tongue that extends from the base of its tongue to your wooden floor. drool started to escape from its mouth as you tried to be as quiet as possible. you learned from your husband, tengen, that as long as you stay quiet, the demon(s) would have trouble spotting your location. 

so there you were, quietly sitting on the floor of your bedroom with your hands covering your mouth. you tried to restrict your breathing as much as possible, only letting out a few puffs of air before holding it again. the demon slowly scouted your house, looking for anything living to devour, or at least ease its feasting period. you prayed that he wouldn’t find you, even though it was scouting the whole house, it was a high probability that it would come in the bedroom that you were hiding in.

soft footsteps and the sound of slime started to become more audible. even though you already knew where the demon was, you could hear it getting closer and closer into the bedroom. you started to shiver in fear—plus the temperature of the house was giving you goosebumps. you braced yourself for the opening of the sliding door that kept you in the bedroom. apparently, that never came, for you heard another pair of footsteps enter your home.

you knew it either had to be the demon’s partner or a nearby slayer coming by to help. it was a 50/50 chance, but you were oblivious to the answer. you continued to stay as quiet as possible, with your back against the wall, still praying to the almighty for protection. 

suddenly, the sliming noise came to a halt. a permanent halt. a halt that never started up again. what did start was the slinging of chains and the sound of a head falling to the floor. supposedly it was a nearby slayer, who would wander around the area in this cold temperature? “hon?” you heard a voice echo from the hallway. it was booming, yet held a concerning tone. you slid the door open as you peered out of it. you met eyes with a white haired man, standing as tall as the roof holding two, large identical swords. 

tears started to form in your eyes as you quickly rushed to the tall man. “hey, hey, hey. you okay?” he asked, embracing your hug as he felt your tears stain his outfit. “i know, baby. i know . . . i’m here now . . .” tengen began to place kisses on your head in a comforting way, letting you know that he’s here for as long as you need him to be. you suddenly felt your eyes closing, embracing the warmth of tengen in this freezing temperature. tengen chuckled as he lifted you up, carrying you into the bedroom you hid in. 

“my sleepy girl.” he said, softly putting you down on the mattress, covering your frame with all the big blankets he had in store for this kind of season. he placed one final kiss on your cheek before heading into the bathroom to wash up. 

you felt your body heat up, another body laid beside you, adding to the heat you received. tengen’s head was nuzzled between the crook of your neck. soft breathing could be heard from the bedroom. soft breaths of exhaustion and hardwork, training himself everyday to protect the people of the world he lives in. soft breaths of love and hatred—for you and the demons he slays. soft breaths that keep him alive everyday. 

all for the sake of coming home to you at the end of the day.

originally wrote and published by @kentofication

#tengen uzui #uzui fluff #uzui imagines #uzui drabbles #uzui x reader #uzui x y/n #tengen fluff #tengen imagines #tengen drabbles #tengen x reader #tengen x y/n #kny fluff #kny imagines #kny drabbles #kny x reader

[cookies-over-yonder]

right there where you left it, lying upside down

The teens spend some time resting and recovering at the Oak-Swallows-Garcia household.

It's been days, and Taylor hasn't said a word.

[title from everything stays from adventure time]

for @cookies-over-yonder (yes, me. i wrote this for me. fuck.)

ao3

“How—how are you guys? I—I—I’m… I’m—I’m not fine… but—but I’m… just…”

Normal sucks in a breath and swipes at his tears. Sparrow squeezes his shoulder. There’s fresh burn scars scattered across his body, but his eyes are open, and he’s breathing, and he’s alive, and stable—physically anyway—and that’s really all she could ask for. It’s been days. She doesn’t know how many. She doesn’t think anyone does. Lark isn’t happy, and neither is she. The kids need to rest.

And one of them is dead .

A backyard burial without their own parents. Lark thought it was unnecessary and that they were just losing time. Sparrow thinks he’s the only one who didn’t cry.

“I’m, uh… I guess I’m okay, Norm,” Scary answers, still holding his hand like it's his last lifeline. Sparrow isn’t sure she’s let go at all, or if she ever will.

Her voice is shaking like her hands, and her eyes are wide. No tears now, but her face is red from the way there were earlier.

She spares a quick glance to Link before bringing her gaze back to Normal, and then to the Doodler— Dood , lying in Normal’s lap. Asleep? Can it sleep?

She’s been pressed up against Normal nonstop, leaning on him, laying on him, like an eldritch weighted blanket.

“Yeah, same,” Link says, though the way he’s been anxiously wringing his hands together for the past few hours says otherwise. It… reminds Sparrow a little of Grant. The anxious mannerisms, the inflections of his voice, it’s… he’s left an imprint. For sure.

“Taylor?” Normal asks, glancing over at the kid half in his sleeping bag, half sitting up against the wall with a pillow wrapped in his arms.

And there’s nothing but silence.

At first, Sparrow thinks he’s asleep, but through the darkness there’s the faint glow of his sclera. A trait Sparrow knew well from Nicky. The demonic glow seems to have passed down, reflected in little Taylor. Normal’s spare clothes seem to fit him a lot nicer than the other two, probably since he’s quite short in stature.

“Taylor?” Link echoes. They’re all looking at him now, and still, he doesn’t say a word.

Link reaches out a hand and taps Taylor’s ankle.

He’s awake, eyes wide and staring straight ahead. His breathing is slow and steady, but still, he’s not responding.

…

Come to think of it, Taylor’s quite chatty, and yet Sparrow isn’t sure he’s spoken since they got inside the FBI’s headquarters.

He hasn’t said a word since Hermie…

Oh, Taylor…

The others glance at each other worriedly. Sparrow puts up a hand when she sees them start to move closer to him—crowding wouldn’t be the best idea.

Instead, Sparrow lets herself leave Normal’s side only for a moment, and she crawls over to him. Taylor’s eyes are wide and his mouth is slightly agape, revealing the point of a fang. His lips are horribly chapped and bloody—some of that blood looks fresh.

“Taylor,” Sparrow says so low it could almost be a whisper, lifting a hand to his shoulder, before placing it down slowly for little chance of startling him. “Can you hear me?”

Taylor blinks and continues staring off.

Sparrow thinks she might cry again. Had he been dissociating this whole time and she hadn’t noticed?

She squeezes Taylor’s shoulder and starts to run her hand up and down Taylor’s arm.

“Hey, okay, just listen to me, hon. I know it’s really scary, but you’re safe right now. I need you to try and focus on me.”

Taylor still shows no sign of acknowledgement.

“What’s wrong with him?” Scary asks, matching Sparrow’s volume.

“He’s just in shock,” she answers, though she’s not sure what she can do anymore. Grounding techniques… many used and many forgotten…

“Lincoln, could… you get me an ice pack from the freezer?”

He nods, and he’s off immediately.

Here’s to hoping that’ll work, she thinks, carefully prying Taylor’s hands away from the pillow and holding them in her own.

Link returns swiftly with the ice pack and she takes it, lets go of Taylor briefly to wrap it inside a loose pillowcase, and places it in his hands, holding the backs of them steady, making sure he can feel the ice.

It’s something that worked for Lark growing up, she remembers. Something about strong physical sensations pulling you out of your head and back to the present.

Taylor’s gaze breaks away from whatever distant spot it was locked on, and he’s looking at their hands and the ice. That’s good. This is good.

“Can you feel that, Taylor?” she asks.

“‘S cold…” he mumbles, his voice so small, so fragile, she almost can’t hear it.

“It is. Keep focusing on it, okay?”

Taylor closes his eyes, and his hands start to shake. Sparrow suspects it isn’t purely from the cold.

Especially when it spreads. Anxious trembles running across his body. After a while, he speaks again.

“I…” he mumbles, opening his eyes, “Wha…”

He looks at Sparrow. And actually at her. Not past her. Not through her.

“Can you hear me?” she asks again.

“Ye…yeah… hi…”

“Hey, kiddo.”

Taylor looks at the walls, and then at the floor, and then at the ceiling, and then out the window. “Um…”

“We’re at your friend Normal’s house. We’ve been staying here for a little bit,” she tells him, sensing his confusion.

“Right. I… I knew that…” he says, looking over at Link, then Scary, then Normal. Sparrow takes her hands and slides them up and down his arms once more, when he starts another question…

“Where’s… where’s—”

He cuts himself off with a sharp gasp, and oh, it hurts .

He’s just a kid.

They’re all kids .

Sparrow thinks she might cry.

Taylor stands up fast, dropping the ice and breathing faster, and Sparrow is quick to catch him when he starts tipping over. His body temperature much higher than before, much like Nicky when he’d start to panic.

“Let’s sit back down,” she says, guiding him back to the sleeping bag. He’s hyperventilating now.

“That—Hermie—tha… that’s… that wasn’t real, right?” he asks between breaths.

“Taylor, hey, slow dow—”

“It wasn’t, right? ” he asks again, his voice gaining more strength however strained it might be.

Sparrow doesn’t know what to say.

“I mean—he’s, like, freakishly resilient! Or—or—or—or just lucky… either… either way! There’s no way!” he continues, yelling now, locking eyes with everyone one by one and bordering on hysteria. “Why aren’t you guys saying anything!?”

Scary starts, “Taylor—”

“We buried him in the backyard,” Link finishes.

Taylor lets out a choked squeak sort of noise, and the waterworks start. It’s not sobs, just a steady stream of tears as the frantic breaths continue. “Maybe it was a—a—another scam…?”

“It’s been days, Taylor,” Scary says.

“ Days? ”

“Ye—”

Before Scary can finish her sentence, Taylor is booking it out the door and into the yard, nearly tripping over himself but stumbling out nonetheless.

“Taylor!” two simultaneous calls from Link and Scary as they get up and chase after him.

Sparrow’s about to follow when she sees her son has stayed put.

Curled in on himself.

Crying.

It’s something she’s seen much of lately, and every time, more of her shatters.

Dood stirs, and turns to wrap his arms around Normal’s waist. The purple static is exceedingly hard to look directly at, but Sparrow’s heart aches nonetheless.

She just wants to make it all go away…

“Oh my god!”

“Taylor, stop! ”

Screams from the backyard.

Sparrow runs out.

Taylor is squirming in Link’s grip, breathing harder and faster than before.

“ Let me go! ” he screams, punching Link in the arm repeatedly with dirtied fists—

Dirtied fists…?

Sparrow’s gaze slips from Taylor to Scary, who’s standing in front of the grave with her arms outstretched, like she’s guarding it. And the grave… oh…

It’s a mess.

The flower has toppled over, and bits of dirt are spread around it.

Oh.

Oh, Taylor .

“ Ow! ” Link shouts. Taylor is kicking at his legs now.

“Fucking— let go! ” Taylor screams again, and the sheer volume could wake up the whole of San Dimas.

“I won’t. You’re—you’re not stable right now, man!”

Taylor lets out a whine, and Link yelps in pain, claw-like nails digging into the flesh of his arms.

“Put me—put me down!” he whines. His face is red, he’s trembling worse, and he’s sucking in breaths like he’s trapped underwater and his lungs have lost their air.

“Taylor, breathe !” Link shouts, his voice strained. Blood trickles down his arm from where Taylor’s piercing the skin.

“Let me go!”

“You know that I won’t.”

Taylor only wheezes in response, pulling his hands away for a moment, revealing bloodied nails, before feebly attempting to pry Link’s arms off him once more.

“Taylor, listen to me,” Link says, holding him tighter and taking on a gentler tone, “stop fighting, it’s not worth it.”

Somehow, this calms him some—well, it stops him from actively attacking.

His head tips forward a little, and his eyes start to droop.

“Taylor, hey, hey, hey, breathe. Breathe. You’re gonna pass out,” Link says, turning Taylor around so he’s pressed up against Link’s chest, and taking an exaggerated breath in for Taylor to follow. He doesn’t.

“But…” he whines.

“There’s no use,” Scary says, taking a step closer to the two. “He’s gone, and I don’t think… looking at his body will change that. It might just make you throw up.”

Taylor lets out a small squeak, and, at last, a sob rips through him.

And another. And another. And another.

A cacophony of sobs becomes muffled in an instant when Link holds him closer, kissing the top of his head and rubbing his back, his eyes glassy with newfound tears. Scary holds his hand in one of hers and rubs his arm with her other, tears sliding down her face as well.

Sparrow approaches the grave.

She moves the dirt back where it belongs, restoring the even surface it had before, and she’s careful to pick up the flower and not hurt it when she replants it, upright and steady, patting down the dirt around it to keep it secure.

She hopes this didn’t disturb their rest, but if it did, she hopes they know how much Taylor cares.

#dndads spoilers #dndads #dungeons and daddies #taylor swift dndads #hermie unworthy #hermie the unworthy #cookies writes and cookies wrongs #sparrow oak #lincoln li-wilson #scary marlowe #normal oak #the doodler #swiftli #gothweebcleats #angst #major character death #grief #fic #dndads fic #fucking hell man #what the fuck shit #fuck #god #fuck shit #bye

[yelenasdiary]

You Did What?!

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: Flo comes home with a little surprise 

Fluff | No Warnings | 1.2K | 

AC: If you watched the new interview, I hope you heard my tears of joy! 

With A Good Person just released and your girlfriend on a press tour from London to the States, it was hard not to miss her! Of course, if you had the time off work, you would've traveled with her without a second thought. The two of you have been spending plenty of time in the newly built home in London while Florence took a short break from filming and press, luckily for you your job allowed you to work from home via conference calls etc. 

Florence texted and called you every day, even if she only had a quick 2 minutes to say hi and that she misses you. You loved how no matter where she was, you both were able to make things work. 

When Florence texted you in capitals out of pure excitement, the biggest smile tugged at your lips as you read "I'M DOING THE PUPPY INTERVIEW!!!" It's been on her bucket list for a while now. Just to be surrounded by puppies, who wouldn't want that?! Almost instantly you called her to ask all the questions of when and where.

"I'm doing it tomorrow! I wasn't going to tell you and just wait for you to see it but I got too excited" she chuckled over the phone. Your smile only grew bigger by the sound of her voice and the happiness you could hear. "There's no way you could've kept this from me for too long" you replied in a sarcastic tone. 

"Just be prepared for all the behind-the-scenes selfies" Flo commented. 

"Oh, I'll be waiting! I better get more photos of puppies though" you joked. Florence playfully huffed, "Are you saying I'm not as cute as the puppies?!" she asked. "That's exactly what I'm saying, sorry babe" you chuckled as you pictured what her facial expression would look like right now. 

"I get it, I mean, if you were in a room full of puppies, I'd go for the puppies too" Florence joked pack in a put-on hurt tone. The two of you were well known for always laughing and making fun of one another. 

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sure you're standing there with your free hand on your hip right now totally not offended that I think puppies are cuter than you" 

There was a moment of silence before Florence chuckled once more, "Are you spying on me baby? Have you got eyes one me?" she asked. 

"Always, I'm everywhere" you playfully shook your head, "I have a conference call in 5 minutes baby but I hope you have a wonderful time tomorrow, I can't wait to see the puppies!" you added when your eyes caught the time. 

"Don't let me keep you love, say hi to Billie for me! I miss you both" 

"I think Billie is going to have second thoughts about you after I show her the photos you'll send" 

"Don't you dare! Billie, baby, don't listen to her! mommy loves you!" You'll never get over the sound of joy that comes from her giggle. "I love you hon but I really have to go, I'll text you after" you pouted as your eyes stayed glued to the time on your laptop. 

"Alright darling, have a lovely meeting! I miss you" 

"I miss you too love, stay safe!" 

You both kept the phone to your ears until the beeping died out and silence filled the room. Billie looked up at you as she lay by your feet, a sigh came from you as you looked down at her. "Only a few more days, Billie!" You smiled softly. 

----

Those few more days felt like forever as you and Billie waited patiently for Florence to walk through the door. As normal, Flo messaged you when she landed and that she'd only be a few more hours until she was home, and you could finally tackle her to the floor (with Billie's help) and attack her with a giant hug. During those hours, you decided to cook her favorite dinner and pop open a bottle of her favorite wine before setting the table. 

A playlist that Florence made on your phone played softly in the background, your excitement building by the minute as the clock ticked on, just waiting for the sound of a car pulling up and Billie racing to the front door. Even though the house was filled with the delicious smell of dinner, that never stopped Billie from getting distracted by the sound of Flo at the door. Her bark alerted you that somebody was at the home, and you couldn't help but smile as you quickly poured two glasses of wine and sat them on the dinner table. 

"Darling! I know you and Billie are waiting to take me down but just give me a second to show you something first" Florence's voice came from the other side of the front door. 

"I don't think you're getting out of our love that easy" you chuckled. 

"No, my love, I have a surprise" Florence replied, "could you please hold Billie?" she added. 

You frowned slightly as you gently got down to Billie's level and held her back, "Go ahead" you called just before you saw the door creep open. "Don't be mad but" Florence paused as the door creeped open even more. Slowly Florence stepped in holding a little brown puppy with a tiny white patch on its chest. "Uh, baby" you gasp, "I don't think you were meant to steal a puppy!" you added as Flo slowly walked over to you and Billie, both dogs tails wagging wildly as Florence gently placed the puppy on the floor.

 "I didn't steal her, I adopted her" Florence smiled proudly as she looked up at you, "You did what?" You raised a brow in shock. 

"I adopted her, I don't know how to explain it but leaving her behind felt wrong, I hope you're not mad. Look at her cute little face" 

It was no lie, the puppy was adorable, you just weren't expecting Florence to bring home a puppy! Although Billie quickly showed a liking to the little pup, sniffing her and rolling onto her back to let the new family member sus her out. "You know I can't stay mad about this" you playfully glared at Florence whose smile did not fade an inch, "what's her name?" you asked. 

"She doesn't have one yet, that's for you to pick" Florence watched as the unnamed puppy made her way over to your lap. Her big dark brown eyes looked up at you as you gently picked her up, "You really are just adorable aren't you" you coo'd. After a few moments of petting her and rubbing her chubby puppy belly, you looked up at Florence and smiled. "How about Layla?" you questioned. Florence chuckled, "Did you also notice the little L shape bite mark on her collar?" she asked, you nodded. 

"Layla is perfect!" Florence smiled as Layla jumped off your lap and wagged her tail as Billie came closer to her, "What do you think Billie? You have to be a good big sister and make sure Layla doesn't cause too much trouble" Flo added as she petted Billie gently. "You're picking up after thou, I'm still mad you brought home a dog" you playfully winked at your girlfriend who just shook her head at you as she reached over and kissed you softly. 

"I missed you" she whispered against your lips.

"Do that again and I may forgive you" you smiled softly before she kissed you once again, this time deeper. "I'll think about it" you chuckled as you tackled her with a tight hug, "I missed you too my love" you couldn't help but kiss her once more.

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