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A Mini Version - LN
Request @lau-reads - Like it’s lando and the reader living in the countryside with their two or how many kinds you want and it’s just like cute and fluffy maybe one of the kids are pretty clumsy like the reader and lando keeps getting small heart attacks (not literally more like in a protective way)🌼
@glitterquadricorn as promised. Dad!Lando. We're just going with one kid for now.
No part 2 requests please
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Upon discovering y/n was pregnant, Lando decided it was the right time to move back to England. He wants his daughter, Rae to grow up with her cousins and near family with there being a flight to have to see them.
He absolutely adores his daughter. She's actually perfect parts equal Lando and y/n.
There's maybe just one part they had to wait to find out if she'd inherited from her mum. And that's her clumsiness.
Lando was really hoping that she hadn't inherited that. Especially after while pregnant y/n almost lost her thumb while cooking and the knife slipped. Lando was away for a race and just about had a heart attack when his mum informed him that y/n had taken herself, driving one handed to A&E. She didn't even mention it to anyone till Cisca showed up and her eyes bulged at the sight of her daughter-in-law with
She was scolded by Lando few good hour when that happened.
But Rae was born and while y/n managed to avoid dropping her. It didn't stop the clumsy gene showing itself from the moment Rae got on the move.
When she started crawling, on more than one occasion they watched her somehow get top heavy and tip onto her face basically doing a headstand.
But now she's nearing age 3 and as a family day out with Max, who will never not being an addition to the family outings.
"She's a natural." Lando grins as Rae manages to actually hit the golf ball on the 7th attempt while y/n and Max exchange a look.
Usually y/n can be supportive of anything and everything her daughter achieves. So long as it's achieved in 5 attempts or less. She is maternal, she's just not so easily as impressed as Lando, she definitely leaves the pushing towards golf on the young dad.
"Mama!" Rae beams rushing towards her mother proudly making y/n smile since even if Lando is the one poking for Rae to play golf, she is more proud about showing off to her mum.
"Well done, baby. Did you hit the ball?" Y/n laughs picking up the 2 year old and tossing her up in the air before hugging her tightly and somewhat attacking her with kisses. "Go help uncle Max, I think he needs you to help him do better."
Y/n places Rae down leaving the toddler to rush towards the man who looks at her severely unimpressed by her comment while Lando moves over and kisses her a couple times.
"Have I ever mentioned I love you?" Lando smiles while y/n hums.
"Once or twice." Y/n giggles before she turns to look at Rae giggling as she seems to chase Max's ball. "You think she'll catch it?"
Lando is actually laughing before he watches the ball roll down a sudden decline and Rae continue to chase it.
"Rae! No!"
Lando's panicked voice isn't actually fast enough for Rae to even think about stopping, she's tripped and rolled down into pond before any of the three adults have managed to run to her.
Lando actually pushes y/n back onto Max making them both fall with Max cushioning y/n's fall. The last thing Lando needs is her slipping and landing in the water too. He'd much rather his friend catch her fall on the dry grass.
Rae is hysterical, coughing up swallows water. It's shallow. But not exactly built for toddlers to fall into.
"It's ok, baby. It's alright. I got you." Lando states pulling her from the shallow water and passing her up to y/n as he climbs back up.
Y/n pats Rae's back with a grimace as she splutters and coughs between hyperventilating as she cries.
"It's ok. I've got you." Y/n soothes rubbing her back. She's now soaked through and Lando's wet from getting in the water to save Rae from the fall. "I can take her back and you guys can keep going if you want. I need to get her out these clothes."
"No, we're going. Sorry mate." Lando states looking at Max who shakes his head just gesturing for them to get going.
"No."
Rae has managed to calm down to sniffles as she watches the two men with her head on y/n's shoulder, presumably the shock of her fall having worn off and now she's just shaking from the cold.
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Rae took some more time and effort from Lando to get her down for the night. And after multiple reassurance from y/n that Rae would be monitored just fine and y/n would be checking on her because maternal anxiety is real.
"She's down." Lando sighs making y/n nod a little before she swallows thickly and Lando frowns noticing tears in her eyes. "What?"
"Nothing." Y/n states far too quickly curling herself up into a ball, pulling her knees to her chest.
"What did you do?"
"Nothing."
"Y/n." Lando frowns making her sigh and lift the blanket revealing a large red mark on her thigh that's already forming a bruise but then she pulls up the sweater and her waist has a similar harsh red mark with a forming bruise already visible. "Baby, what-how did you even manage that."
Lando moves closer sitting down and yanking her legs over his lap as he looks at the damage.
"What did you do?"
"I was just in the bathroom and I was trying to close the window next to the bath...but it was still wet from giving Rae a bath and I slipped...I'm just happy you didn't hear me." Y/n sighs with a grimace then hissing when he lightly touches her waist. "Ah, ah. Lando, it hurts."
"Sorry, baby...what am I going to do with the two of you? One of you in a pond and the other in the bath." Lando sighs with a soft smile.
"Well...I mean...At least we know there was no mix up at the hospital if you'd ever doubted from her appearance, the clumsiness proves it." Y/n smiles earning a small laugh before he leans over and kisses her.
"Do you want any ice for it?" Lando offers making her sigh and shake her head.
"Just makes the bruising worse." Y/n shrugs then yawning. "I'd love some cuddles from you though."
"Now that I can deliver on." Lando smiles managing to pull her over on top of him figuring it's a safer position for her comfort.
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Lando should've known y/n would manage to do more damage while he wasn't there to catch her. He was feeding Rae some breakfast, y/n had gone out saying she had some errands to run and Lando could use the one to one time with Rae.
Which is true with F1 and handling his other side businesses, he puts as much time in with Rae and they travel with him as much as possible. But it's not always the easiest and sometimes he has to just leave them behind. Ultimately sacrificing crucial time with both y/n and Rae.
Y/n doesn't even make it through the door without injury.
"Ah, fucking-ah!" Y/n exclaims angrily making Lando frown picking Rae up in a rush and moving toward.
He moves to find y/n pushing herself up from the ground.
"Don't. I don't want to hear it." Y/n huffs clearly in a foul mood and not wanting Lando fussing over her despite having scraped up her knees tripping over the step on that door.
Lando places Rae down in the living room with the baby gate secured as he follows y/n into the kitchen.
"Baby, what's wrong? What's going on?" Lando frowns since he knows it's not just having tripped over that's the issue. God knows she's fell over more times than he can count just in the time they've known each other. That's not counting the years of her life before him. "Y/n, talk to me. I can't help if you don't talk to me."
Y/n sucks in a breath turning around and sighing. She doesn't look upset but more stressed.
"Sit down. Can I at least clean up your knees?" Lando asks making her sigh as he lifts her up onto the counter.
Y/n watches him for a moment, the silence between them filled with Rae's distance babbling. Lando is focusing on cleaning her knees while feeling her gaze burning through him.
"I'm pregnant again." Y/n states making her his head whip up he's almost certain he just gave himself whiplash.
"You are?"
"Yes..."
"And you're not...happy?"
"It's not that...it's just...you have a heart attack every time Rae or I trip or fall, or manage some other injury." Y/n sighs making him smile softly at her.
"Baby, I can cope with more heart attacks to have another mini version of you and me." Lando grins watching her brighten up. "Alright, beautiful...We're having another baby."
"We are. I'm sure Rae is going to love being a big sister." Y/n laughs then sighing. "Speaking of way, Rae-Rae!"
"Mamamama!" Rae shouts back making her smile.
"Can you go get her? She'll be hating being left out."
"Yeah, stay here. I am definitely not risking you further injury now I know you're pregnant again." Lando grins stealing a kiss before he walks out the kitchen and down the hall. But of course, in true nature, he jumps seeing Rae climbing over the baby gate. Something new to panic about. "Rae!"
The volume of his voice makes the toddler jump as let go on the side of the hallway while he rushes forward grunting as he lands just manages to catch her fall.
"Lando!"
"She's fine. She's completely fine!" Lando grunts while Rae looks at him with wide eyes as if sensing the don't tell mum tone of his voice. "You two and now another one are all going to be the death of me."
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Stray Kids React to Seeing You Scared When Facing a Phobia
"Different scenarios where you have become frightened by a phobia and Stray Kids step in to calm you down in their own individual ways."
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Pairing: bf!Stray Kids x reader
Genre: Stray Kids Reactions | Fluff | Comfort
Word Count: Roughly 200-300 words per member
Y/N: HAPPY 6 YEARS WITH STRAY KIDS!! (It's a day late, but still doesn't change the fact it's been 6 years!) I am so proud of the people the boys have blossomed into, their achievements and the success they continue to grow into. I hope you enjoy this little gift from me to you, and I hope you all have enjoyed your SKZ anniversary! 💕Apologies for being late, I spent over 3 hours looking for gifs last night (I'm picky what can I say) and then woke up this morning wanting to change the topic to be more focused on the emotion of fear.
CONTENT WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT
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Content Warnings: 18+ MDNI, bits of angst around fears, pet names: baby, jagiya, angel, love, kitten, pretty
Bang Chan: "I'm right here"
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The moment Chan notices your worried eyes darting around the room and the slight shake to your posture, his demeanor would completely soften.
Chan is a natural protector, it's in his DNA. The moment anyone needs him, he has an overwhelming desire to provide the comfort they need. So you can only imagine how seeing you frightened makes him feel.
It's like his body refuses to do anything else, until there is a smile present on your lips once again.
He'd lower himself so you're face to face, blocking out the world from view to remind you that he is here, he is present and nothing could harm you while he's here.
"Hey...It's alright baby, I'm right here, okay?"
He would glue himself to your side - hand in yours - making sure you feel the warmth emitting from him at all times until he knows for certain you're feeling safe enough again.
'You're safe I promise. I'm not going anywhere.'
Even then his eyes remain on you, monitoring for the slightest chance you might need him again.
Lee Know (Minho): "You know what I do when I'm scared..."
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Minho is observant, he sees the early warning signs that a combination of worry and fear are creeping into your eyes.
He will stare at you intently, waiting for the moment you realize he's watching you. He catches your eye, giving you a small smile to try and reassure you it's okay.
But when that isn't enough and you start to panic, he has already taken long strides to be by your side.
'You doing okay kitten?'
He'd draw you into him, wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you steady. His goal of making everything okay clear in mind.
"You know...when I get scared, I picture whatever I'm scared of wearing or doing something silly."
He'd let out a chuckle with you as you take in what he has said and imagine exactly what he suggested.
Suddenly you don't feel so scared anymore, but it doesn't mean Minho will stop hovering around you, just incase.
Seo Changbin: "Come here pretty"
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Changbin looks at you with a pout upon noticing your nervous fidgeting, a quiver on your lip as you begin to work yourself up and lose yourself into fearful thoughts.
"Come here pretty."
He would call to you, arms open wide inviting you to find comfort in his arms, and you'd give anything to move to him, but your frozen in place.
Changbin's pout would grow deeper as you turn away from him embarrassed that he is seeing you this way.
His large arms would encircle you from behind, tugging you closer to him as he morphs himself into your shadow. If you were worried about facing your fears, you won't have to worry about facing them alone.
"I've got you, you can do this. I won't let anything harm you."
He'd whisper reassurances in your ear, holding onto you tightly and giving you the strength you needed to face anything that comes your way.
From the position he's in, it also gives him the opportunity to glare at anything that threatens you, because the moment he's finished checking on you to ensure you're feeling safe again, he's hunting down whatever got you this scared.
Hwang Hyunjin: "Talk to me, angel"
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Hyunjin had already sensed you weren't your usual self, hand in yours as he tried to support you.
Feeling your hand shake in his as you began to feel a sense of dread descend on you, he would quickly rush to stand in front of you taking your other hand in his, cradling them gently with his thumbs rubbing comforting circles over your knuckles.
He'd keep you at arms length, the space between you connect by your hands in his as he grounds you to his gaze, the world around you slipping away into slow motion as you focus on him.
"Talk to me, angel."
He'd encourage you, guiding you away from the situation to take a moment to relax before engaging on what was scaring you again.
"If you aren't ready, we don't have to do this. Just know I'm here for you always. You don't have to do this alone."
Hyunjin would never want you to bottle up your feelings or have to face things on your own. Sometimes these things take time and Hyunjin would remain patient until you were ready to face your fears again.
Han Jisung: "I've got your back."
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Jisung can feel the worry rolling off of you in waves and taking a deep breath, he pulls you to the side and holds you steady in front of him with a firm grounding grip to your shoulders.
"Hey baby. Take a few breaths for a second. It's going to be okay, I promise."
He would rub your shoulders, massaging away the fear as a warm soothing smile graces his squishy cheeks.
Jisung watches you intently as you begin to relax in his hold, focusing on your breathing and calming yourself down.
Jisung is no stranger to anxious thoughts, and he knows sometimes it's better to pause and clear your mind before spiraling out of control.
Once he sees you have sufficiently calmed down, he would fall back into his joyful nature to bring the mood back up, providing you strength through humor.
"I've got your back. They've gotta go through me first remember!"
He'd smirk at you playfully, but there is a sincerity to his words and despite his teasing attempts to lighten the mood by flexing his muscles to appear intimidating, you know he meant it. He'd defend you no matter the cost, even if he was scared himself.
Lee Felix: "We have each other."
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Felix lets in and out a few shallow breaths trying to prepare himself for what you're both about to face. He's nervous, and thinking of the worst case scenarios.
When his arm begins to shake, he realizes it's not him who is causing it, but you from beneath it who's knees are begging to buckle.
His priorities would shift, his focus on wanting to make you feel at ease overpowering his own doubts of what's ahead. And knowing that he isn't the only one who is scared provides some comfort to him.
He would use his arm around your shoulders to tuck you safely into his side, allowing you to seek comfort against his heartbeat, as he would take comfort from feeling the warmth of you against him.
"My love, I know it's scary, but we have each other."
His grip would tighten on you as he wraps his arms protectively around you. You worries melting away as you breathe in his scent.
"I'll be with you the whole time, and at any moment just tell me and we can stop."
Attaching one of his brightest reassuring smiles to his words you finally feel at ease, ready to face your fears together.
Kim Seungmin: "Mind if I go first, jagiya?"
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Seungmin doesn't shy away from tough situations, nor is he scared of facing his fears, but he knows how nerve wracking it can be if you give in to your thoughts.
He can see you nervously fidgeting in front of him, an excuse to remove yourself from the situation on your lips ready to spill out, but Seungmin knows that if you don't face your fears now, you won't ever.
Seungmin wraps his arms securely around your waist from behind you, twirling you around until you both have switched places.
"Mind if I go first, jagiya?"
He would give you a thoughtful smile, rubbing your hips soothingly as he judges your reaction.
Your nerves settle a little at the reassurance of Seungmin going first, but when they are still present Seungmin will press a delicate kiss to your forehead.
"Everything is going to be fine. Watch me closely, I'll show you how it's done."
With a flirtatious wink you watch Seungmin tackle your fear with confidence and watching how easy it is for Seungmin, you realize that you can do this too.
Yang Jeongin: "I'm going to be with you the whole time."
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Jeongin hates seeing you like this. Weary eyes and clinging onto his arm tightly as you try to prepare yourself to face your fears.
He's never been known as the go-to person of comfort before, others in his life stepping into that role so he hasn't experience this feeling of being relied on before.
He would scan his brain, trying to think of anything that could help, but his heart seems to lead the way, his hands yearning to soothe you.
He finds his hand gently brushing the back of your head in a comforting manner.
"I'm going to be with you the whole time."
He finds himself falling into the role naturally, pushing a few strands of hair out of your help seeking eyes with his free hand.
"I know you're worried baby, but think of how proud of yourself you will be once you conquer this. I'm proud of you for even coming this far."
He'd give you a fox like grin of encouragement, pressing a few kisses into your cheek, his love evident for you in his eyes.
Allowing you to take a few deep breathes, he interlocks your hand with his, reminding you that in times you can't guide him through life, he will step up to guide you in return.
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I WANT A HEART TATTOO!
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I'LL NEVER GET IT REMOVED!
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synopsis// suguru gives you your first tattoo.
➚ pairing// tattoo artist!suguru geto x gn!reader
➚ word count// 2k
contents// friends to lovers, tattooed and pierced geto, reader is a chicken, mentions of drinking, maybe like the ittiest bittiest type of suggestive toward the end...? slightly teasing/cocky geto?
notes// this is kinda cringe but i am cringe and free. also this was inspired by heart tattoo by joyce manor (dont play with me rn.) hoping this will help hold yall off till i can finish the smau...
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Geto meticulously cleans up his tattoo station, occasionally stopping to take a swig of the beer you so kindly brought him. 
“You’re quiet.” 
You hum as you take a sip of your own beer. 
He stops and turns around to face you, his eyebrow raised. “Why?” 
“I like watching you clean.” 
Geto laughs. Not just a small one either, but the kind that makes his nose crinkle and his cheeks bunch to the point his eyes are forced closed. You ignore the butterflies in your stomach, blaming it on the alcohol (even if this is only your first beer and definitely not enough to have any sort of effect on you, but you digress). 
“What’s so interesting about watching me clean anyway?” 
You huff, ignoring the increasing heat on your face. “I don’t know... Just shut up and finish cleaning, Suguru. I wanna leave.” 
He smiles and turns back around, continuing to clean. “I told you you could go home.” 
“And leave you to fend for yourself?”
“I’m a grown man.” 
“Whatever… Besides, I can’t drink all these beers by myself.” 
Geto doesn’t say anything, but his shoulders shake slightly with a small, silent laugh, and you can’t help but smile to yourself. You love his little quirks. You always have.
maybe a little too much.
Meanwhile, he picks up his tattoo machine and stares at it. There’s nothing particularly interesting about it; it’s just plain black, freshly wrapped in some black medical tape. 
“Hey Y/N?” 
“Something wrong?” 
He shakes his head and turns to face you again, tattoo machine still in hand. “You still don’t have any tattoos, huh?” 
“Um, no,” you respond sheepishly. “I’m not like scared or anything-“ 
“I wasn’t gonna say that.” 
“Oh. then what were you gonna say?” 
“Can I give you a tattoo?” 
You blink at him. It’s not like you don’t trust him. You trust Geto with your life. You trust him more than anyone or anything in the world. Shit, you might trust him even more than you trust yourself. It’s just…
Geto impatiently groans at your lack of answer. “Oh, cmon, you literally promised me when we were younger that you would let me tattoo you!” 
“That was when we were like twelve!” you scoff, in disbelief he’d throw something as old as that in your face… Maybe he’s been hanging around Gojo too much. 
“Give me one good reason why you won’t let me tattoo you.” 
You frown as you look away, and right away you can hear his footsteps as he places himself in your line of vision again. raising his eyebrows as if to ask, “well?” 
You mumble something under your breath that he doesn’t quite catch. “Y/N, you know I can’t hear you when you do that.” 
“I actually am scared!” you finally say loud enough for him to hear, and it comes out more like a single word than a full sentence.
Geto can't help but giggle, quickly slapping his hand over his mouth, but not even that helps.
“Suguru, this isn't funny; I'm being vulnerable here!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he says through stifled laughter before finally calming down enough to clear his throat. “You're right, it isn’t funny,“ he pauses for a moment. ”Wanna know something?”
“What?”
“Getting tattooed scares me too.”
“Liar,” you scoff. “You're covered in them.”
Geto shrugs. “Doesn’t mean it’s not unnerving each time.”
“I just don’t want it to hurt,” you explain with a slight pout.
“It’s a needle going in and out of your skin, Y/N.”
“Exactly!”
“Fine,” Suguru says with a sigh, and you think that's it; he's done, but not even a few seconds later does he speak up again: “What if I said I'll be gentle?”
“Haha.” Your brain immediately short circuits, and the butterflies in your stomach are something you can't blame on the alcohol this time. “Huh.”
Geto laughs softly. “With your tattoo?”
You nod blankly, your brain still not working properly and not yet actually computing what he’s still asking you.
“Yes?” he confirms excitedly.
“Yeah…” Finally, it hits you. “Wait, no! I mean, no. and not to mention you’ve been drinking?”
“Like two sips, Y/N,” he says with a slight pout and roll of his eyes. “You know better than anyone; it takes a lot more than that to get me drunk.”
“Okay, well, what about me? Isn't it bad to get tattoed when you’ve been drinking?”
“Oh my god, just say yes or no. You know I won’t be mad if you decide not to.”
You stare deep into Geto’s eyes, and he’s not lying; he won't be mad. disappointed, sure, but not mad. never mad, never when it comes to you. And right then and there, your conviction crumbles into a million tiny pieces, just dust in the wind.
“…fine”
“fine?”
“You can tattoo me. But!" you exclaim, pointing a finger at him as if lecturing him, “it has to be small! and somewhere where it doesn’t hurt.”
“Okay, I can't guarantee that last part, and you know that,” he says blankly.
You sigh in defeat. “Yeah, I know.”
Geto smiles at you softly and coos, “But I will try,” as he gently caresses your cheek before breaking away and turning around to pull back out the stuff he needs.
You stand there wide-eyed, and your jaw dropped. Geto is affectionate, sure, but he’s never been that affectionate. He couldn’t feel the same way, could he? You shake your head, denying that thought, even despite how hot you feel.
He just did that to comfort you.
That’s all.
He was just trying to be reassuring.
That's it.
At least that's what your brain is trying to say, but your heart is saying another with the way it violently beats against your rib cage.
The minute he turns around, you compose yourself, shutting your mouth and hoping to god he doesn’t notice your chest heaving almost uncontrollably.
Geto pats his tattoo chair. “Sit.”
You hesitate, standing there like a deer in headlights.
Geto clicks his tongue dramatically before grabbing your hand and leading you to his chair, mumbling a reassuring, “Trust me.”
You frown, placidly letting him drag you around like a rag doll. “I do trust you.”
“Then sit.”
And when he says it like that, how can you say no? When he’s staring at you so intently that it’s almost as if he can see right through you, how do you say no? You cant. So you don't. The only thing you can do is—petulantly—plop down into his tattoo chair.
“Sit right and lay your arm on the armrest.”
“No, do it like this.” By ‘this’ you mean with you hunched over and your arm resting on your leg rather than the armrest like Geto is telling you to.
He sighs deeply. "Y/N, your arm resting on your leg is not stable enough. like at all.”
“Do it like this or not at all.”
“Fine.” He raises an eyebrow at you in mild disapproval and says, "But if it comes out bad, it’s not my fault.”
You roll your eyes, unamused. Geto would never let anything he puts on your body come out even remotely bad. “Whatever.”
“Why like this anyway?”
“Because it’s comfortable..?”
Not really.
Like at all.
Actually, this is extremely uncomfortable, and you're sure your back will hate you later, but this gives you the best view of Geto, and that's all you care about.
“Okay, fine,” he says, not bothering to put up much more of a fight before getting in position. “Ready?”
“Yeah…” Not even a second later, you blurt out, “Wait!”
Geto’s head shoots up, his concerned eyes scanning your face intently. “What? What is it?”
You don't say a word; instead, you grab onto his shoulder with your free hand, prepared to claw into it if and when need be.
“Is that why you’re sitting like this?” He asks, a smug smile creeping onto his face as it finally hits him. “You just wanted to hold onto me?”
You nod sheepishly.
Geto smiles. “Are you ready now, then?”
You nod again.
but that's not good enough for him. He wants a real reply. “For real this time?”
“For real this time.”
Geto doesn't miss a beat, and you close your eyes as your face scrunches up in anticipation, your nails already sinking into his shoulder. But the minute the tattoo machine actually meets your skin, you peek one eye open because all you really feel is some vibration and the tiniest of scratches. It doesn’t hurt that bad at all, actually; it’s more than tolerable, and with that, your hand relaxes against his shoulder, still resting on it but no longer gripping him like he’s the only thing tying you to this earth.
It’s not long after that the feeling fades into the background of your mind, like a blur. Being tattooed isn’t even a thought in your brain at all right now. Geto could be tattooing a dick on your arm right now, and you wouldn’t even know because the only thing you can focus on is him.
The only thing you can ever focus on is him, if you’re being honest.
But right now, something is different. Seeing him in his element makes your knees go weak, and you’re grateful for the fact that you’re sitting. and suddenly you don’t know why you’ve never let him tattoo you sooner. You’d let him tattoo you a thousand more times if it meant you got to see him like this. He somehow makes the way he focuses look like art—from the way his brows are knitted together in concentration to the way he absentmindedly bites and fiddles with his lip piercings—it’s all art; he makes it look too beautiful. like he’s more modeling and pretending to focus than actually doing it. You involuntarily let out a deep, longing sigh, your eyes fluttering close in the process.
Geto’s gaze flits up to your face. “You're not about to pass out on me, right?”
You open your eyes and meet his gaze with a small, content smile on your face. “No, I'm fine, Suguru.”
“I mean, if you were, that would be fine too, because I'm done,” he replies, turning off his tattoo machine and moving away from you.
“Already?!” you ask, slightly shocked. It didn't feel like it had been that long.
“Yeah,” he says plainly as he stands up and starts quickly cleaning up his workstation once more. "Don't know what you were so scared of, dork.”
You open your mouth, ready to say something sarcastic or explain yourself, but before the words can even leave your mouth, before you can even think of them, Geto is turning back around to face you and cupping your chin in between his index finger and thumb.
Geto leans down at the same time he tilts your head up and places a chaste kiss on the corner of your (still open) mouth, cooing, “You took it so well.”
All you can do is laugh nervously. “What?” You're still giggling; you don't think you could do much else at this point. “What was that- Why did you just-“
Geto starts laughing along with you, except it’s not a defense mechanism for him; he’s just finding this all too amusing. “You didn't think I gave you a heart for no reason, did you?”
You quickly look down at your arm, the action ripping your chin out of Geto’s hold. “You gave me a heart,” you say absentmindedly, and it sounds more like a question than an actual statement.
“Are you just now noticing?” he asks, returning his hand to your chin and gently guiding you to look up at him again. “I thought you were watching the whole time.”
You swallow sharply, becoming acutely aware of how close his face is to yours again. “I was watching something the whole time, but it was not the actual tattoo.”
“Oh? and what was so much more interesting?”
“Mind your business-“
Geto barely even lets you finish your snarky remark before leaning in and kissing you again. except this time for real. except this time you kiss back.
and suddenly tattoos don’t seem so bad anymore, so long as they all end like this.
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sturniolowhore · 3 days
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☁️ DON'T TELL MAMA
"come here both of you! you're gonna fall," chris' voice sounds across the hallway as he chases his two children, amara and kai, but it is rather evident he doesn't want them to stop, finding himself amused at the situation more than he would like to admit it.
"daddy you can't get us!" amara laughs as she holds tightly onto kai's hand, pulling her younger brother with her and smiling at the giggles escaping his lips.
of course, chris can most definitely easily catch up with his kids but he is enjoying their excited squeals far too much to end them so quickly. eventually though, he tackles the two of them into his arms before tickling them one by one and grinning at their squirming and yelling.
"daddy's got you," he laughs, swiping his fingers softly and struggling to fight off the delicate swelling of his heart as he sees the two of them having the time of their lives.
"too much daddy, 's too much," kai giggles uncontrollably, pushing his dad away and gasping for air through his laughter whilst forcing himself to push harder.
chris stumbles back dramatically and the smiles adorning his kids' faces are certainly enough for him to act as though they are far too strong for him.
"come on babies, let's go watch something," he uses his right hand to hold amara's hand and his left hand to hold kai's, leading them to the living room where the soft couch welcomes them instantly.
"can we watch pongebob?" kai asks, unable to pronounce the cartoon properly but still sounding ever so adorable as he settles onto chris' lap without so much as a second of hesitation.
amara huddles against chris' side, wrapping her small hand around chris' free hand that isn't holding kai in place. chris nods his head quickly as a means of reply, using the remote amara hands to him to search the show on the tv and relishing in how eager his kids are to watch something he too loves more than anything.
"oh, i like this episode," chris comments, bouncing kai on his thigh lightly because he can see his eyes begin to droop shut despite him wanting to watch the cartoon the most in the first place.
"remember we can't tell mama we stayed up this late okay?" chris tells them, making sure to ingrain the message yet again because he knows his wife will not allow him to hear the end of it if she finds out.
"we promise," amara says on both their behalves, interlocking her pinky finger with her dad's immediately before lifting kai's finger and leading him to do the same.
it doesn't take long at all for kai to fall asleep, his little arms wrapped around chris' neck and his face squished into the crook of his dad's neck. amara giggles at the sight, toying around with her dad's fingers with her eyes glued to the screen.
amara has this strange habit where she refuses to blink when she watches a show, trying her utmost hardest to keep her eyes open. chris notices her doing it once again and sighs a little, making sure it's entirely inaudible to his daughter because he doesn't want her to think she's a burden of some sort that he can't handle, even when he's scolding her.
"ammy?" he says and she turns to him with a  small smile, nodding her head so he can continue speaking, "what do me and mama say about keeping your eyes open for too long?"
amara widens her eyes at the reminder, a little spark of fear flickering through her eyes as she answers chris, "it's gonna make it go super big."
chris can't help but laugh as she uses her fingers to demonstrate the large eyes and he hums, "mhm and we don't want super big eyes, do we?"
amara shakes her head no rapidly, going back to watching spongebob and blinking far more frequently than need be to prevent herself from keeping her eyes wide.
"daddy?" she asks him loudly after a while with a yawn and chris shushes her a little so that she doesn't wake up kai in the process before signalling for her to keep talking.
"why can't we tell mama?" she whispers ever so quietly to the point chris almost misses her words completely.
"because," he rubs their intertwined hands together before proceeding, "i'm letting you guys be grown ups and grown ups are very good at keeping secrets."
"really?" amara asks excitedly, her eyes gleaming at the prospect of being treated like a grown up by her dad which honestly melts chris' heart.
"really, we have to make sure mama doesn't know her babies are big, strong adults hm? out little secret," he encourages her and she smiles widely at him, another yawn leaving her and telling chris she's on the verge of falling asleep.
he pulls her closer to his side and begins to stroke her head with his hand lightly, listening to her adorable yawns until they eventually stop and light snores can be heard in their place. his plan is to laze around for a few minutes before putting the two into their respective beds but he accidentally ends up falling asleep, his kids glued to him and a delicate smile plastered across his face as he holds them tightly.
truth be told, he doesn't even hear his wife come home from work, completely missing her entrance to the living room as his eyes remain closed and consumed with rest.
she smiles at the adoring sight, quickly grabbing the remote to switch the tv off before pressing a soft kiss to chris' forehead. she follows this by pecking kai and amara's cheeks and then, as per usual, capturing a little picture of the scene on her phone so she can look back on it and show her miniature family whenever she pleases.
when she goes to lift amara to place her into her bed first, chris stirs awake and instantly notices his wife smiling endearingly at him. he returns the gesture and makes her bend her body slightly so he can kiss her lips.
forcing himself to get up, he continues to hold kai in his arms as he takes him to his bedroom, tucking him into bed with a gentle i love you and paired kiss.
he makes his way to his shared bedroom and finds his wife already seated on the bed, discarding her work clothes with an exhausted look. he approaches her calmly, sitting behind her on the bed and moving his fingers to massage her shoulders lovingly, making her sigh contentedly.
"i missed you baby," he mumbles and she relaxes further into his touch, ridding herself of her rings as she takes in his words.
"i missed you too honey," she responds before turning her head to look over her shoulder at him, "but that doesn't mean you can get away with letting them stay up so late."
he offers her a sheepish smile, kissing her shoulders as an apology and moving her hair to one side to press multiple pecks to her collarbone. he knows she's acting annoyed but she can't stay mad at him, especially not when the first thing she saw as she entered their house was that adorable.
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starillusion13 · 2 days
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Stay with me
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request: "can you do a yungi x y/n one where they're in college together kinda like a childhood bsf to lovers but poly?"
Pairing: Yunho x reader x Mingi
Genre: Fluff, Friends to lovers, College Au
Warnings: they are caring bestfriends to you, mention of insult/body shaming in public by your family, reader feeling insecure, isolation, hints of skipping meals, childhood love and mention school bully and violence (just few words). Just a cute friendship to love.
W.C: 4.5k
Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated. Spread love not hate. My first Yungi fic😁.
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Now let's take a moment to appreciate my dear friend @dreamsoffanfics Thanks for helping me out and being my proofreader. A dear friend indeed <3.
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"She isn't coming again today..." Yunho said and sat beside his friend. The other glanced at him and looked over at your place beside him where you usually sit.
It's been weeks that you were skipping university classes without any proper reason, just texting them that you are not feeling well or you have some important stuff to do. But not clearly explaining anything — that even you are texting them the next day. They are sick and worried for you as it's normal for your childhood best-friends to be like this.
Whenever they ask you to go to your place, you quickly respond with a negative message that you have somewhere to go or someone to meet.
Nobody knows what's the actual matter with you.
"Do you think we should go over to her place and check on her?" Mingi asked while tapping the pen on the desk.
Yunho nodded before pulling out his phone to check for your message but nothing was there to his disappointment. "I am really worried about her. She has never been like this. I don't know why but after returning from her hometown, she is acting weird."
"Did her parents tell her anything again?" Mingi rested his elbow on the table and leaned to his side.
Yunho made an unsure expression to his question and dropped his shoulders. He shook his head when he remembered the last interaction with you when he met you at the convenience store.
…..
"Y/n, why don't you say no to your parents directly? I'm sure that they won't be denying it."
You sighed and turned towards him before picking up the nearest packet of chips in the basket,"And you think that? You are so wrong, Yuyu. They don't care about my opinions."
"But you can try explaining them. I'm sure they will understand." Yunho placed a milk package in the basket to which you glared at him and he sent you his puppy eyes, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"That's a baby milk product."
"But you are still a baby." He said and held back his laugh.
This was his common teasing with you in every place and anytime you are having any serious conversation with him and whatever, however and whenever you are with him. You would feel relying on him the most. The bestest friend indeed. There’s a continuous warmth radiating from him for which you feel loved and secured. His big frame whenever he engulfs you in a hug, there’s a silent promise to you — that no matter what he would be there for you.
…..
He sighed when he imagined your face – irritated but laughing with him for the last time that day. After that day, you went to your hometown as it was the end of exam season and you didn’t meet your family for a long time. Last break, you were sick and had so many pending projects for several events that you opted for staying back on campus and completing them before it was too late.
It was late afternoon when they both finally had their last class and packed up their bags to leave the university. Anyways, they were not actually planning to stay there though. Mingi texted you a lot of times during the classes but some you ignored and to some, you replied with one word or just some common usual replies.
They both checked the timing and went towards the parking lot. Yunho took out the keys from his jacket’s pocket and Mingi was quick to enter the passenger seat. Both of them were in a hurry. They were eager to meet you. Before starting the engine, Yunho sighed deeply. A look of worry was visible on his face.
“I hope she is fine.”
Mingi nodded and patted his shoulder, “I’m sure, she is.”
…….
“Yah! Min…did you just eat my snacks yesterday?” stomping your feet, you reached the living room and stood in front of said man and glared at him.
He was so into the video game that he didn’t see your anger but just waved his hand and tried to push you aside. You hit his hand and the controller fell from his hold and sulkily he looked at your face.
“I was about to win the game.” He whined and leaned back into the couch.
“And I am about to eat you if you don't give me my snacks back.”
“Which one?” He furrowed his brows and crunched up his nose. “I’m gonna tell Yunho to buy them for you on his way back home.”
“No. Why’ll he buy it? You ate them and it’s your responsibility to buy them. And you know very well which snacks I’m talking about.” You pulled him up and dragged him towards the door, he was whining on his way but you ignored him and gestured to him to hurry up. “Don’t give me faces.” You folded your hands.
“But that store is far away.”
“And you know how to drive.”
……
While driving to your place, they stopped by some places to buy flowers, chocolates, ice cream and your favorite foods. When Yunho took a box of chocolates, he smiled at the thought of your smiling and excited face after receiving it. He puffed his cheeks and grabbed some other things as well.
Similarly, Mingi was smiling all the way when he bought your favorite ice-cream. He knew how you would jump on your feet after seeing it. He couldn't content his own happiness while buying it.
Apart from all these, they still called you to check on you. Yeah, after ignoring a few calls, you finally decided to pick up. The line was silent at first but then they heard shuffle sounds from the other side, Yunho was quick to speak into the call.
“What are you doing, y/n?” His voice was soft yet demanding.
They heard your deep sigh before your voice, “I don’t know.”
“What do you mean by you don’t know?”
“If I was really doing something then I could have told you. I was just laying on my bed and …..thinking.”
Actually, that was the main thing, they wanted to know whether you were at your apartment or not. If they would have asked you directly, then you could have got the hint of them wanting to come over to your place and you would have quickly made up a reason to avoid them.
Why actually were you avoiding them in the first place?
“Okay, then keep laying down and think.”
Yunho glared at Mingi at his weird reply but the latter just blinked at the phone in his hold and at him. They heard your chuckle and a little smile appeared on their faces. Atleast, you laughed— maybe a little.
“Why did you call me? Where are you both?”
“We are–”
Yunho cut Mingi’s answer, “hanging out.”
“Oh…okay. Have fun!” you tried to sound more enthusiastic but they could feel the sadness.
They didn’t drag the conversation because they knew that in a few minutes, they would be at your place and then you couldn’t ignore them or their questions. And this time, they would be surely erasing all your worries and sadness.
.
.
.
Almost after fifteen minutes, you heard your doorbell ring. You groaned at the thought of someone coming to your place at this time and you glared at your bedroom door. You got up from the bed and yawned before stepping in front of the mirror. You made a disgusted face at your reflection and combed your hair with just your fingers.
The bell rang again and you scoffed before mumbling under your breath while making your way towards the main door.
“Let me see whether I look like a human or not or it won't be my fault if you get scared.”
You peeked through the peephole and you were surprised to see your bestfriends standing at your doorstep on the other side. You quickly opened the door and your round eyes were staring at them.
“You both? Here…now?” you asked but slowly moved aside to welcome them inside. Mingi gave you the flowers they bought for you and smiling, you took them. You noticed paper bags in their hand and after closing the door, you followed them to the kitchen when they placed the bags on the kitchen counter. You stood beside Mingi who gave you a bright smile and started taking out the items from the bag. Your eyes were recognizing each little thing was your favorite as if they bought things for a child who was whining for all their favorites.
He grabbed the ice-cream bucket and turned towards you, “This was the last box and I quickly bought it for you. I hope you won't be angry with me again if I ever eat your snacks.” he took the flowers from your hand and tugged them in the vase on the counter top.
“Mingi..” You groaned but quickly took the tub from his hand. You wasted no time and opened the lid. You watched Yunho place some things inside your refrigerator but he approached you with a red box in his hand. You furrowed your brows when he placed it in your free hand.
“Chocolates for my cutie.”
When you noticed the ribbon on top of the box, your eyes went wide, “Don't tell me you went to that store to buy this. This is so expensive.”
“But you are more expensive.” He said and raised a brow at you, challenging.
You laughed at his antics and shook your head, “You both are spoiling me too much.”
“Of course. We love to spoil you.” Mingi said with a smug look.
Your couch had a lot of clothes and books so you asked them to follow you to your bedroom. They both were quick to trail behind like lost puppies but they exchanged looks because they both were hesitant to ask you about the time after returning from your hometown.
Entering your bedroom, they found out that it looked like as if some disaster happened over there. You were never that messy and disorganized. You rolled your eyes at the mess but offered them the free space around the bed.
You scooted towards the headboard and they placed themselves close to you. You offered some chocolates to both of them and you scooped a spoon full of ice cream and put it in your mouth.
“This will always be my favorite.” You offered two separate spoons to them and extended your hand so that they could eat the ice cream. They took small bites.
“So why are you here suddenly? You didn’t even inform me before coming.”
“Because you wouldn’t have allowed us to come here like other days.” Mingi muttered and kept staring at you. Hearing those words from him, you avoided his eyes at any cost and looked down at your lap. You were guilty but also the reasons for which you were avoiding them were running across your mind.
You bit your lip and wanted to disappear from their gazes. But Yunho scooted closer to you. You felt his knees touching yours and his warm hands grabbed your chin to make you look at him.
“Look at me, Y/n. What’s the matter?”
You avoided his gaze but only to make eye contact with Mingi. You closed your eyes and cursed yourself for behaving like this. But no matter how you feel like running away from them, you still want to stay close. You want to hear their soothing voices talking to you. Spend time with them.
“Y/n…” Mingi pronounced your name softly.
You took a deep breath before looking at him and then to Yunho. Your eyes wandered around his face. A perfect, sweet, soft and confident person in front of you. Excellent in every aspect. Good looking, handsome and tall just like Mingi but who is more intimidating than him.
Yunho’s eyes wandered around your face, he was searching for your discomfort, your sadness and what was the reason you were ignoring him and his friend.
“Am I really not good?” You asked him in a hushed voice. Your shaky pupils and lips between your teeth was making him hesitant.
Why was he feeling that? Is he worried or angry? Angry with you? Because you ignored him all these last days?
“Who said that? You are the best.” Mingi rubbed your back and your body shivered under his touch. Yunho cupped your face in his palms and stared at you, urging you to speak more, “Tell us please. Why were you avoiding us?”
“I didn’t avoid you. I was thinking…”
“You think a lot. What were you even thinking?” His thumbs caressed your cheeks, slightly brushing your lips. Your tears were lining your eyes. You didn’t mind crying in front of them, you have cried before since middle school until now, you have cried to both of them but they never judged you.
But his heart was aching to see you like that, so vulnerable in his hold. You held his wrists tightly when he gave you a small smile.
“I’m feeling insecure lately. Don’t feel like doing anything.”
“Why?”
“This break, I went to a family function with my parents and all my other cousins were present there too.”
Both of them nodded and let you continue. You bit your lower lip and stuck it between your lips.
“They pointed out to me how I have gained weight and also I’m just an average student in my university unlike others there. They were all too pretty and all had boyfriends so they called me the ugly one. Maybe, I am really how they see me.”
“No Y/n, you are not. Don’t take those words to heart. Ignore them.”
“But I can’t, Mingi. Those words are hitting me as if I can still hear them telling me those things repeatedly. You know what's worse about this. My mom laughed with them, she was supporting their accusations.”
“I never liked your mom.”
You turned to Yunho when he said that and you raised your brows, “She didn’t like you either. She always thought that you were a bad influence on me. But she just let me be friends with you only because you are rich.” Then again you turned towards Mingi, “About you, she thought you were some sort of rebellious kid like a gangster because she always saw teachers complaining to your parents regarding your fights.”
“It’s your fault. You are the one who threatened me not to tell your mom that those students were disturbing you so when they didn't stop. I knew I had to beat them.” Mingi smiled after recalling those beautiful memories.
He added, “And that’s how we became friends. Remember?” You nodded while remembering those happy days. Yunho was holding your hands in his and Mingi patted your head, “We missed you these days. You were not talking with us.”
“I was searching for a boyfriend.”
“Really?” He asked you and hesitantly looked between Mingi and you, you felt him squeezing your hands. You nodded but sighed again, “Kidding. I was…isolating myself.”
“Why am I like this?” You asked with a whisper.
“But who would ever love to have an ugly girl like me as their girlfriend?”
“Like what sweetie?” Yunho questioned. ”And don’t even question yourself. You are perfect.”
You took a few seconds, collecting your thoughts. Yunho and Mingi wait patiently, Yunho running a soft hand through your hair and with his other one entangling his fingers with you. You inhaled softly and lifted your head up to make eye contact with both of them. Your mind was hazy with lots of thoughts.
“I feel so pathetic. I feel like I can’t ever do anything correctly. Why do I feel like this? I get overwhelmed by little work and this college stuff. I can’t handle the gossip about me and I feel like I fail at everything. It’s just… too much.” A tear slid down your cheeks and Yunho looked at you with eyes that held so many emotions.
He would do absolutely anything for you, if only it meant it would guarantee your happiness. Mingi was the same, he would again beat anyone for you. He would go to any extreme end just to ensure your well being and that you are smiling.
After all, Mingi first fell for you on the day when he first beat a boy who was making fun of you in front of the whole class. You were crying and he had enough, so he punched the guy across his cheek but the way you stared at him after that, even when he was getting scolded from the teacher, that's when he couldn’t help but smile at you and you gave your bright and wide smile.
That smile did something to him.
He fell in love with you. But you both were just kids.
So, you both became best friends.
Yunho was a transfer student who was a shy and quiet one in the beginning. And somehow they both were placed at the same bench, they quickly became friends. He joined the dance club after exactly one year of friendship with Mingi. Yunho was quick to become a social butterfly. He knew everyone around the school, mostly because of his dance club membership.
But there was this one thing. Even though he got compliments from others, he always wanted to hear your comments on his dance moves and if you ever said just a word like ‘good’, he would smile foolishly as if he achieved something. After every performance, he would search for you in the audience and could find you clapping excitedly at him with Mingi beside you.
You didn't know but whenever you were not around both of them their main topic was about you. They used to talk about you with admiration and love towards you. This was the main reason for them to become friends. And they followed you to the same university.
And they still think about you like that everyday.
“Oh Y/n, you’re not pathetic. Not at all. Everyone has different capabilities, and that’s completely fine. You have so many talents, so many amazing people around you who appreciate you. And you are so beautiful. You’re our girl aren’t you? The only one for us.” Yunho looked at you expectantly with an adoration in his eyes.
There was a look of worry on their faces similar to whenever you felt sick and he would rush to your place to take care of you and soon after Mingi comes with medicines and food.
You looked away, not meeting his eyes but Mingi caught your eyes and raised a brow. You quickly replied, “Yes, yes I am.”
His breath hitched when you said those words while staring at him. Both of their hearts felt warm but there was something more, they wanted to say. Something that they think of now is the right time. Maybe…there's also uncertainty in the air.
He beamed with delight. “That’s right baby, you’re our girl, and always will be.” Mingi added to his friend's words, ”We’re here to take care of you. I know things are hard, but I will do whatever I can to make it easier for you.” Your heart aches from the care you’re being shown. You love your bestfriends so much.
You hold so much love and respect for them that you’re not sure how to even contain it. You just feel like exploding with affection. When you again felt like crying on the thought, Mingi pushed a spoon full of ice cream in your mouth, “The ice cream is melting like you.”
“Mingi…” you whined with teary eyes. They both laughed at you when you snatched the tub from him and placed it on your lap.
“Y/n, can I ask you something? Please don’t hate me or him after this. But I really want to tell you this. Can I?” He asked.
“Of course, Yuyu. you can tell me anything.” Mingi wiped your tears and you smiled towards him before turning your whole attention on Yunho. Your eyes eagerly waited for him to say whatever he wanted and he glanced at Mingi who nodded and looked back at you. Yunho again held your hands, squeezed them a little and brought them to his lips. These sweet gestures were common to you from him but you felt so nervous this time. Your heart beat increased with every second.
Is he going to end your friendship after this? Are they tired of your dramatic breakdowns?
“Will you be our girl, Y/n?”
You blinked at him and looked at them confused, “Am I not already?”
Mingi chuckled, “Not that silly. Will you be our girl? Our girlfriend?......Please.” he whispered the last part.
For a moment, you thought that they were joking but when you found them staring at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.
“Are you joking?”
“No…”
You quickly turned around and hugged Mingi, “Please tell me. This is not a joke.”
“It’s not.”
“Then, am I dreaming?”
“No silly, you are not.”
You raised your head from his shoulder, he was still moving his hands up and down your back, “Yunho calls me sweetie and you call me silly. This is not fair.”
And here you go.
Mingi cupped your face in his hand and pressed a soft kiss in the middle of your forehead and smiled dearly at you, “You are my silly girl. My silly…only mine.”
Yunho rolled his eyes, “Don't gatekeeper her to yourself. We agreed to mutual this between us. I said ‘our’ specifically but you are saying only yours.”
You looked between both of them and licked your lips before muttering slowly, “Are you pitying me?”
“Y/n…” Yunho called your name with love and held your hands before shaking his head, “we all are different in our own ways. And you are perfect for us. We have seen the imperfect you…the real you. We have seen the ugly versions of you and also the pretty versions of you. But we loved the unfiltered version. The version which felt like you were mine. You are mine.”
“Why do I feel like you are calling me ugly but in a sweet way?”
“Maybe I am.”
“Yuyu…” You hit his arm and continued, “I will ask Mingi to beat you.”
He scoffed, “He can't because he is too weak.”
The latter laughed when you stuck out a tongue at his friend.
“But……isn’t it wrong for both of you to love me? What will others think?”
“I don’t care about others. Are you uncomfortable with this? Say it, Y/n. Are you?”
You shook your head when Mingi turned your face to him, “We want to hear you. Say it please.”
“No. I’m not. I’m happy……I like both of you.” You muttered under your breath.
“What? I can’t hear you. Did you hear something, Yunho?” Mingi creased his forehead and asked his friend who pulled you on his lap and leaned your back on his chest and held both of your hands in front and rocked you in his hold. “No, Mingi I didn’t hear anything.”
“Yeah. because I didn't say anything.”
They both started laughing loudly when they saw you shyly looking down and Yunho rested his chin on top of your head, “But I love my sweet girl the most.” he placed a kiss and softly confessed, “I love you, Y/n.”
You held his hand and played with his fingers. You felt him nuzzling into your hair when you closed your eyes and smiled, “I love you too, Yunho.”
Mingi scooted closer, sitting in front of you he cupped your face and you quickly looked at his face expectantly when he confessed, “I love my silly girl. I love you so much, Y/n.”
“And I hate my snacks thief. I love you toooooo, Mingi.”
He chuckled and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead and nose, filled with overwhelming love and care.
“Now come on, Y/n. I know you aren’t eating properly these days. So let’s eat the food we bought for you earlier.”
“ I don’t want to eat. I’m not hungry.” You smiled brightly and looked at them with a fake pout.“But thank you for all the love and care. I’m so full with it.”
“Uh uh, don’t give me that look. You’re eating, and that’s the end of this conversation.” He said in a stern voice before standing up. You crawled away from him when Mingi caught you in his arms and stood up holding you bridal style and heading to the kitchen, trailing behind Yunho who was singing your favorite song.
Mingi placed you at the table, letting you watch the other one prepare plates. You were swinging your legs back and forth, already feeling so much better and humming the song with him. Mingi went back into the bedroom and came back with the ice cream tub to put into the fridge and sat next to you. He joked and sometimes said some nonsense to make you laugh and you giggled uncontrollably.
He could see the little you laughing with him in the classroom.
“You are finally mine, Y/n. The girl I adored and loved for all these years. The girl whose smile I love the most is smiling at me and sitting with me not as a friend but as my girlfriend.” He held your hand and kissed your knuckles.
“I’m so happy that my bestfriend is my boyfriend and you are the one who can only annoy me and steal my snacks. Oh wait! You have to buy me more snacks now or I am breaking up with you.” You faked a shocked expression.
“Not sorry to disturb you but she is our girlfriend. My best supporter. Here comes the food.” Yunho swirled on his feet and placed the food dramatically on the table, having the silliest look on his face.
You screeched with laughter. “Yunho, my jealous baby.” He sat across from you and pushed the plates towards you both.
“Oh? Now I’m your baby. Last time I checked it was you who bought baby milk products. ” He grabbed his fork and pointed at you with squinted eyes as if he’s in deep thought. You let out a scoff at his antics and he raises an eyebrow at you, “I didn't. You were annoying me.”
“Oh…okay..now let’s talk less and eat more..”
You excitedly nodded and dug into the food. Their eyes followed your actions and they shared looks between them with little smiles appearing on their faces. They nodded towards each other and started eating the food with you.
And they promised to themselves that no matter what the situation is, they will always stay by your side. They still kept the friendship letter from you which you gave them for the first time during Christmas and they would always fulfill your wish.
‘Stay with me……always.’
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aventurine x fem! reader
warnings: boss x secretary, VERY out of character, reader is tired of avens gambling addiction
this is my first post here and also my first time trying to write something in english that isn't for school, so sorry if there are mistakes. hope someone likes it!
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Many times you regretted picking up this job.
It was the 10th missing call you left to Aventurine. As always, he didn't picked the phone.
Sighing, you got up from your confy bed. You didn't even bother to change to proper clothes, judging by the time, almost 3 am, everyone at the casino would be too drunk to notice some girl walking in there in sleeping clothes. Your priority right now was to take Aventurine out of there and go back to your confy bed.
After a short ride in your car, you got in that demonic place. The bright lights were blinding you. You really hated casinos.
You didn't have to search too much to find the man you were looking for. A fight in the poker table was the only necessary hint you needed to find your boss. When you reached the scene, it was the same as always: some looser that doesn't accept his bad luck.
"There's no way you won five rounds in a row!" a guy shouted while holding the little peacock of your boss by the shirt collar.
This always happened, and you always appeared to save him from a beating. But this night you were tired, tired of all the paperwork he gave you last minute, tires of staying up because he didn't want to pick his fucking phone, tired for having to take the car at 3 am and tired of seeing the same scene every freaking night.
He saw you behind the guy, and a proud smile appeared on his face, thinking that you were going to save him like always. You could see his face change when he saw the guy holding him and you not moving to stop him. In your mind, this would be a good lesson for him to stop his bad habits.
Then, the first punch came, making his glasses to fly away of his face. That was the fact that changed your decision of not doing anything. With his eyes exposed to the angry looser, what you expected that was going to be some punches was going to turn into another thing beyond a game.
"A damn Avgin, I knew you were a liar!" he said. You could see your boss looking for you while trying to recover from the punch.
"I'm gonna beat you so hard that you-" he stopped talking to scream in pain from your sudden grip on his arm.
"He what, little fucker?" You encouradged him to continue. Aventurine was suddenly at your side, with that horrible proud smile again in his face.
After giving the guy a little warning to never mess up with your boss, you let him go.
"For a moment I though you were going to let me on my own" he joked.
"I was" you simply said, getting out of that damn place. You knew he would follow you.
"What?!" he shouted, stopping you in the hall of the casino "Why would you let that man beat me up? You know that if I'm dead, you won't be paid, right?"
Before speaking, you took a long, long breath, so you wouldn't scream at him.
"In my contract there's nothing about saving my boss at 3 am in casinos" you breathed again ", there's nothing about risking my own life to save him from fights." you didn't breathe this time "Do you know how much I sleep beetwin finishing the work that you give me in the last minute and searching for you?! For the love of the Aeons, I'm a secretary! I shouldn't be beating people up for you!"
You didn't notice, but you started crying in the first sentence. And you wouldn't notice if he didn't wipe the tears at your cheeks. You were too angry to let him touch you, and tried to push him away, but he got close again and hugged you. This time, you just accepted the hug, but didn't hug him back.
"I didn't know I was causing you so much stress and trouble," he whispered in your ear "I'm sorry for everything"
"Being sorry isn't enough"
"I know, just as you know that I can't promise you to stop gambling" he separated from you to see your face, and took off his jacket to put it over you (you didn't realise you were trembling) "but I can promise you that I'll try to control myself"
You didn't reply, just buried your face on his neck and hug him.
"When I started working with you and saw you risking your life like it is nothing, I wonder if you knew what self-love is" you asked, holding him tighter
"Why would I care about risking my life when no one cares?"
"I'm gonna kill you" you broke the hug and prepared to beat him.
"Wait wait wait, it's not the same as what I mean" he got away from you "you only care because I'm your boss"
"You little..." you breathed to calm yourself down "If i only cared about you professionaly, I wouldn't go to casinos in the middle of the night in sleeping clothes only to look for you and make sure that you're okay. You don't pay me enough to do all that shit"
He seemed to think about what you said.
"Do you mean that you do that because you care about me?"
He looked at you like he just had discovered a whole new galaxy.
"Yes"
"In a loving way?"
"Maybe, can we go now?" you started to get embarassed of all this sudden confession.
"Wait" he holded you, one hand in your arm and other on your cheek "That means that I can kiss you?"
You easily got away from his hold.
"Yes, but not tonight" you started to go to your car, taking your keys to open it "You won't get a kiss until you return every missing call that I left you this week"
"Oh, common!" he run after you, unable to hold back the genuine smile that appeared in his face.
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I really went out of character but hope that someone likes this.
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Omg I love mas muscled and I'm literally so in love with your fem Ghost ideas! I don't know if you seen (but I'm sure you probably have) those videos where it was just pouring outside with girls in heels and their partner would carry them to the car or over the curb to not ruin their shoes, but I literally can't stop thinking of this scenario with fem Ghost and was hoping you could write it. No worries though if you can't!
So, I haven't seen those videos, but I can picture it so so vividly in my mind and you are correct that Fem Simon 100% would do this. I don't care how much you weigh, she's built like a brick house and can lift just as much. She can (and will) carry you. Also, I know Simon isn't exactly a feminine name, but damned if I can't come up with anything else, so she's still Simon lmao.
It was supposed to be a simple date - just a nice dinner, and maybe getting your groceries for the week if Simon could convince you to let her tag along (the last time she did, she paid for your groceries while you were distracted, leading to some good-natured bickering and the teasing promise that she'd never be allowed to go shopping with you again). Yet, somehow, in the middle of dinner, you'd looked out the restaurant window and had made a remark that it looked rather dark on the horizon.
A half hour later, when you were both heading out the door, the heavens opened and the rain began to pour.
Suddenly, Simon's thankful that she chose the black button-up shirt instead of the white.
"Don't suppose you brought an umbrella?" you ask sheepishly.
"No, can't say I did," she replies.
The rain continues for several more minutes, showing no sign of letting up. Simon's truck is close enough to the door, it's simply a matter of you both getting up the nerve to sprint to it in the downpour.
Puddles begin to appear, and suddenly Simon wishes she would've worn some sort of blazer to put down on it for you to step over so your shoes don't get soaked. Like the men always did in those old-fashioned romance movies her mum used to watch.
Hell, she'd walk outside, lie face-down in the water, and let you tread on her back all the way to the truck if you asked her to. But that's a different matter.
The two of you wait a few more minutes for any sign of the rain letting up, but no sign of luck appears. And as much as Simon loves spending time simply being in your presence, she'd much rather do it in the comfort of your home or hers.
Then, suddenly, as she watches another couple sprint towards a nearby car, she gets an idea. She's quick to clue you in, as she'll need your aid.
"You want to what?" you ask through light laughter.
"Carry you," Simon repeats. "I'll carry you to the truck, you just need to open the door when I get there. Hands'll be full, y'know."
"Why on earth would you want to carry me?"
For a moment, she contemplates telling you the truth - that she likes holding you, likes taking care of you, and likes showing off her strength (purely because she knows you like her showing off) - but she reconsiders.
"Gotta keep your shoes from soaking through," she eventually says. "Y'said they're new, right? Be a shame to get 'em wet."
"Hm?" you say, then look down. "Oh, yeah, I hadn't thought of that... guess chivalry isn't dead after all, huh?"
"Chivalry ain't dead, love," Simon says with a crooked grin, "she's just a butch."
Then, without warning, she scoops you into her arms, one hooking beneath your knees and the other supporting your back. She'll have to tease you later about the little squeal you let out when she lifts you.
She wastes no time sprinting through the chilled rain and towards her truck, both of you laughing along the way. Once you get there, you open the passenger side door just long enough for her to sit you on the seat and retreat towards the driver side.
It was a valiant effort. Nevertheless, you're both soaked.
A moment of silence stretches between you two until Simon turns her head and catches your eye. Suddenly, laughter bubbles to the surface, filling the cab and her heart near to bursting.
You let her kiss you for the first time in that parking lot.
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The Hybrid House | ateez x reader
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Pairing: hybrid!ot8!ateez x rich!girl!reader
Genre: fluff, romance, slice of life
Warnings: mention of su*c*de (it isn't detailed, just mentioned), description of emotions after aforementioned event.
Word Count: 1223 words
a/n: just to clarify with the chapter warnings, it is not my intention to sensationalize su*c*de. it's just mentioned but I do describe the impact a little on one of the characters, so I included a red asterisk * at the beginning and end of where it starts and ends.
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Chapter 2
Things were never the same as before.
After returning home from Thanksgiving that year, your parents barred you and Axel from having any contact with your Great Aunt or anyone from there. Growing up became a monotonous journey of adhering to meticulous expectations and suppressing emotions that would creep in out of nowhere, sometimes late at night and continuously bang in your chest and surge through your veins like an icy slush, begging to be felt. You were expected to excel and outshine your cousins every academic year, and if you didn’t, you would have to face the grueling and mind-numbing one hour long lecture from your parents about how inferior you were to your cousins and even siblings, and how detrimental it would be to your life, if you didn’t achieve their your goals.
You felt like a hamster in a wheel, and so did your brother. Axel was no longer the same person he was. The magical life you both knew and enjoyed and that instilled a sense of possibility and hope every time you visited your Great Aunt was ripped away and holidays were never the same - no longer wonderful but rather filled with exclusive and lavish but toneless dinners with the same repetitive and dull conversations about either the successes of each person or the snide remarks about the failures of others.
You both became robots, submitting to your parents’ way of life. Axel was no longer the same. The brother you knew, who would resist and find ways to sneak around your parents’ dictator rules, became cold and distant. You noticed the haunted and hollow look in his eyes - it showed a profound emptiness filled with sadness with his expressions always mirroring a wilting flower. When he moved out to attend college (that your parents’ selected), he pulled you in a bone-crushing hug before leaving and patted the top of your head with a meek smile as tears glistened in his eyes.
“I’ll always be there for you.”
*
You had just turned 15 and by the end of the year, your world crashed and burned when you were told the worst news - Axel had jumped off a bridge and the medics were unable to save him. The weight of despair and agony crushed your whole existence, and you felt like you were drowning in an ocean of endless sadness and despair. The silent screams you would hold back erupted as an avalanche of sorrow, pain and a dark cloud of grief descended on you with tears stinging like shards of glass and the ragged gasps between sobs making it feel impossible to breathe. 
It took all the effort from your two other brothers to hold you back when one of your parents’ colleague and his wife made a snide remark about Axel when they came to offer their condolences at the memorial.
*
As for your parents, they became different people - they pretended as if Axel never existed, never told your youngest siblings who were born a few months before the event about their brother and pressured each of your siblings so pressingly, it led to the point where your eldest brother showed disdain at the mere mention of Axel’s name and your older sister iced you out if you asked anything regarding doing something for Axel’s anniversary.
Only your other brother showed some support but the bond between the two of you seemed to have become so damaged, he would retreat on his promises and disappear, ignoring you if he was passing by and you were in the room. So every night on the day of Axel’s passing, you would sit in the treehouse that became dusty and cluttered, and cry uncontrollably, secretly praying to go back to how things used to be when you were at your Great Aunt’s.
“What did we do to deserve this?”
And then, after a brutal and nasty argument with your older siblings, you studied diligently to curry favor with your parents and then requested your father to send you to an elite university in Upper New York. You decided to follow in Axel’s footsteps and work your way around your parents’ demands so that things could happen in your favor. You became calculative and observant and succeeded in proving your worth to your parents who as a gift, gave you a top position at the family’s company. Following this, you worked to establish your own personal company to help break away from your parents and move further away from your siblings. 
You took on one of your father’s failed projects and successfully achieved what your father couldn’t do. You saw things for how they were instilled in you to view - dollar signs that could help you move up even higher than before and gain unlimited independence from your family and anyone.
But your parents still tried to control one area of your life, your love life. They tried to set you up on dates and arrange courtships where possible. Luckily for you, it fell through one way or the other. 
However, despite your money-making centered lifestyle, you weren’t completely obsolete to everything. Maybe it was the part of you that learnt from Axel and continued to cherish his lessons. Even if you would never admit it, love felt more than just an arrangement to have more money. Although you were heavily ingrained in the fast-paced, upscale lifestyle, something pulled you in the other direction when it came to love.
Nevertheless, you continued to live your life day by day as it came with meetings, negotiations and the few occasions that included luxurious drinks and food at restaurants or clubs or on yachts in different parts of the world.
Until one day, after a hectic meeting you received a call from a lawyer, more specifically, your Great Aunt's lawyer. Once again, your world was interrupted with life-changing but heart wrenching news - your Great Aunt passed away just a few moments ago before you received the call and you were now the inheritor of her estate, money and home.
That night, you stood on your balcony unable to process all of it. You were now a hundred or probably a thousand times richer, but your Great Aunt who was a part of the best moments in your childhood that became vague and indistinct in your mind, was no longer here. 
Tears cascaded down your face into your concocted cocktail. This was the first time that you cried like this since your brother Axel.
You contemplated telling your parents but then decided against it, remembering that your family did not have any good things to say about your Great Aunt after all these years. This was a secret only for you to know.
And your best friend Yeonjun.
Recruiting Yeonjun, you told your parents you were accompanying him on a trip to Asia to help him secure a business deal with some clients. They paid no heed and waved you off and sent you on your travels.
Now, you were in a car outside of Seoul's airport waiting for Yeonjun to finish placing the bags in the trunk. 
It was at this moment the realization was slowly dawning on you: it had been 13 years since you last came to Seoul, which meant it had been 13 years since you last saw your friends.
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Lone Star prompt
TK buys Carlos new pajamas (or vice versa)
GO!
Carlos wishes he never came across it.
He wishes a lot of things were different.
Like, why was he such a good person?
Why was he such a good husband? A good friend? A good partner?
These questions only haunt him after he's made the purchase. He didn't even think twice about it. He saw them, thought, "well, how many times do you actually come across the greatest gift you've ever seen?" And then just submitted the order, like he didn't just sign his own death sentence.
And, the logistics. He forgot about the logistics.
And now he's faced with a logistical nightmare of his own making.
"Please, I'm begging you. Just, don't move. This will be painless, I promise." He holds up the little garment like it was going to illicit an actual response.
Instead, Lou II blinks at him and turns his head away like Carlos isn't even there. What a bastard.
"Okay ... okay," Carlos says, mostly to himself. Pep talk of the year.
"I'm just going to ... pick you up." Carlos gulps, then reaches into Lou II's tank and pulls him out. Fortunately, Lou II doesn't seem to mind. Carlos minds, for sure. But, he's made it this far, he can't back out now.
"Okay, buddy. I'm going to put this on you. And you can't get mad at me because this is for your father, okay? Please don't get mad at me."
Carlos slips the yellow piece of clothing over Lou II's head. He seems okay after that, so Carlos carefully maneuvers Lou II's little arms into the sleeves. This is the part he was really hesitant about; Lou II's arms are so tiny and Carlos fingers are so close to biting distance.
"What are you doing?"
Carlos jumps, almost losing Lou II from his grip. "Jesus, TK!"
"Are you holding Lou II?" TK asks, and Carlos really tries to not be offended by the incredulity he hears in his husband's voice.
"Um, yeah — "
"Is he okay?!"
Carlos thinks he himself is more at risk of not being okay, but whatever, it's fine.
"Yes, yeah, of course!"
"Okay ... so what's going on?" TK starts walking toward Carlos to presumably get a better look at Lou II but Carlos can't have that. He's so close to pulling this surprise off, it can't have been for nothing. "No, don't come over here!"
TK stops in his tracks, eyeing the way Carlos is halfway turned toward TK but keeping Lou II out of his sight. He raises an amused eyebrow.
Carlos sighs. "Just, open that first." He nods to a gift bag on the dining room table.
TK's eyes sparkle. "Oh, baby. You didn't have to get me anything."
"Trust me, I'm kinda wishing I hadn't," Carlos murmurs to himself.
"What was that?" TK asks, but he's already tearing into the gift bag so Carlos doesn't answer him.
TK pulls out a yellow silk pajama set that has white buttons up the front of the shirt.
"Wow, these are beautiful," TK says. "Thank you, Carlos. But —"
"Ok, now the next part," Carlos says.
"There's parts — ?" TK says but stops as soon as Carlos turns around with Lou II in his hand, wearing the exact same yellow silk pajama shirt that TK just pulled the larger version of out of his gift bag.
"Oh. My. God."
"Tada," Carlos says with as much cheer as he can muster. This was his idea but he's ready to be out of ideas and never follow through on them ever again.
TK reaches for Lou II and Carlos is happy to hand him over.
"Aw, who's a handsome little boy?" TK coos at Lou II.
And okay, Carlos has never seen anything cuter. TK, not Lou II. Does he wish that his husband was cuddling his face against a dog instead of a lizard? Yes. But he's adorable nonetheless.
When TK looks up again, there's tears in his eyes.
"Marry me."
Carlos rolls his eyes. "TK, we're already married." Chuckling, he wanders back into the kitchen for the next surprise.
"I know, I know. I just can't believe you did this. You hate Lou II."
"I don't hate Lou II. I bought him pajamas."
"Yeah, you did," TK sighs happily. "Why did you do that again?"
"Oh, you know ... just wanted to do something nice for you, is all."
"Oh?"
Carlos hums an affirmative. He used the last of the tissue paper for the first gift bag, so he grabs the remnants of it from the floor where TK had tossed it in his haste to open the gift.
"Carlos."
"Alright, fine. I ... sawanadonfacebook," he mumbles, stuffing the next bag with the already crumpled tissue paper.
"What was that?" TK asks, but he knows what Carlos said because TK knows him, which is very unfortunate. He's never living this down.
"I saw the add on the Facebook, okay? It got me."
TK chuckles, still cradling Lou II like he's a baby. The pajamas don't help shatter the illusion.
"Here ya go." Carlos hands TK the second gift bag.
"Another one? Carlos, you should really ignore the ads, they're just there to collect your data." But TK's doesn't really seem to care about that because he immediately opens this second bag.
What he pulls out shuts him up entirely.
It's another matching set.
"This is a —"
"Yeah, it is," Carlos finishes for him when TK seems to lose the words.
There's a beat of silence.
Then,
"This is the single best thing you've ever done." TK sounds so serious.
"I've literally solved so many cases, saved a lot of lives," Carlos counters.
"Sure, yeah," TK says.
"And, I married you."
"Mmhmm."
"I hunted down that obscure vintage painting for you."
"You did."
"And, this is the best thing I've ever done?"
"100 percent."
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The Lost Sister - Part 18
Synopsis: Xaden is known as an only child due to his sister who 'died' during the Rebellion. Little do they know she didn't die and has been so close this entire time.
Garrick Tavis x OC A/N: I promise after this one we will get some chapters less dictated by the book. But here is the aftermath of the attack on Violet and Ophelia. There isn't much deviation, but I hope you guys enjoy it. Get prepared for some angry Ophelia in the next part.
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“I do not need a body guard.” Violet snapped at Xaden as he assigns Liam Mairi to our squad. Swapping him out with another first year cadet.
Violet and I had shared a glance as he told Dain. We both knew what he was doing. What him and Garrick were doing. He was assigning us a body guard. Liam was to watch over us and made sure nothing happened.
”We do not need a body guard. I can look out for both of us.” I tell him sternly.
He ignores both of us as he addresses Dain. “Liam is statistically one of the strongest first years in the quadrant.” His eyes briefly flicker to me. Good to know he hasn’t forgotten I pretty much stand equal with Liam minus my fight with Imogen. Though I had been declared the winner of that fight. “He was one of the fastest up the gauntlet, hasn’t lost a single challenge, and is bonded to an exceptionally strong Red Daggertail. Any squad would be lucky to have him, and he’s all yours, Aetos. You can thank me when you win the Squad Battle in the spring.”
Liam walks over and takes his place behind Violet and I.
”We. Do. Not. Need. A. Bodyguard.” Violet repeats a little louder as she hopes to gain Xaden’s attention.
I nudge her and I shake my head at her as she looks at me. She sighs knowing her attempts are useless and we are now stuck with a bodyguard. Though I wasn’t going to let Garrick go on this. He had been gone when I had woken up, and I now knew exactly what he had been doing.
Xaden pushes past Dain and stands in front of both of us. “But you do after last night. And I can’t be everywhere you two are. But Liam here-” he points to the blonde now behind us- “he’s a first year, so he can be in every class, at every challenge. So I hope you get use to him.”
Authority rolls off Xaden. With my signet I feel his presence and I reach out. His presence in my head is anything but calm. But I can feel his weakness for us. For not being able to protect us. But his strength… His strength right now is the fact he can shuffle his wing as he see’s fit. And he’s assigned us a first year he can trust.
“You’re over stepping.” Violet sneers at him. I admire the girl and her courage.
”You haven’t begun to see overstepping,” he warns as his voice drops and he leans towards Violet. “Any threat against you is a threat against me, and as we’ve already established, I have more important things to do than sleep on your floor.”
I hold back the laugh as Violet’s cheeks flush. “He is not sleeping in my room.”
“Of course not.” He smirks at her before looking between the two of us. “I had him moved. His room now between both of yours. Wouldn’t want to overstep.”
He turns on his heel and walks away, heading back to his place at the front of the formation. I glare after him. Overstepping my ass. He reminded me so much of our father it that moment it wasn’t funny.
“Fucking mated dragons.” Dain seethes. And for once I couldn’t agree with Dain more. Fucking. Mated. Dragons. And fucking over protective brothers and whatever Garrick and I were now. I would have to find them both later.
Normally our formation would finish after Fitzgibbons finished the announcements. But Panchek takes the podium, fumbling with the codex in his hands. He had only made a few appearances at morning formation, usually reserving it for something important. My eyes move to the front of our formation to see Xaden and Garrick talking. This is about last night. About the cadets that attacked Violet and I.
A hush settles over our squad as Panchek looks over the courtyard. “It has been brought to my attention as your commandant that a breach of the Codex has occurred. As you know, breaches of our most sacred laws are not to be tolerated. This matter will be addressed here and now. Will the accuser please step forward.”
My squad bickers around me, but I block it out as I shift my eyes back to where Xaden stands. Where Xaden starts to walk towards the dais and starts to climb the stairs. I feel Violets panic set in as she realises this is about us.
We turn and look at each other at the same time. “This is about us.” We whisper as Dain looks at the two of us.
I look to Xaden at the top of the Dais and can’t help but see our father. The way Xaden’s presence takes up the entire stage, capturing the entire quadrant is exactly like our father. If it wasn’t for what was about to happen, I would probably cry. Our father would be so proud to see Xaden handling himself as he had done.
“Early this morning, two riders in my wing were brutally and illegally attacked in their sleep with the intent of murdering both of them by a group of unbonded riders.”
The rotunda is filled with murmurs and gasps at his words. The other wings all starting at fourth wing. Everyone in my squad turns to look at Violet and I who both have our eyes focused on Xaden. The unbonded had all been killed by Xaden and I. Their deaths already announced. Someone had gotten away.
”As we all know, this is a violation of Article Three, Section Two of the Dragon Rider’s Codex and, in addition to being dishonourable, is a capital offense.”
Xaden stares at both of us now, every one following his gaze. Everyone in the quadrant is looking at us. They all know Violet and I were the targets of the murder attempt.
”Having been alerted by my dragon, I interrupted the attack along with two other Fourth Wing riders.”
I watch as Garrick and Bodhi both break formation and join Xaden up on the dais. One standing either side of Xaden. Garrick’s eyes immediately find mine.
”As it was a matter of life and death, I personally executed six of the would be murderers, as witnessed by Flame Section Leader Garrick Tavis and Tail Section Executive Officer Bodhi Durran. The three of us witnessed one of the victims Ophelia Riorson take out the last one.”
I hold my head high as everyone looks at me. I need to show a strong front. I need to show I am not to be messed with. I am glad Xaden leaves the part of my signet manifesting out.
”But the attack was orchestrated by a rider who fled before I arrived. A rider who had access to the map of where all first-years are assigned to sleep, and that rider must be bought to swift justice.”
Violet must have seen who it was. They must have been part of the attack on her room. I had only seen on rider in mine and had disposed of them swiftly. I feel Mealladh in my mind. She was close. She was not alone either. This was about to get ugly.
”I call you to answer for your crime against Cadet Sorrengail and Cadet Riorson.” Everyone hanging on Xaden’s words as he turns his focus to the centre of the formation. “Wingleader Amber Mavis.”
Chaos rips through the crowd. I barely hear it as I stare over at Amber. I barely had anything to do with her. The only time I really recall having anything to remotely do with her was when Violet had made it up the Gauntlet. She had questioned her methods causing Xaden and Garrick to defend Violet. But besides that I had only seen her around the quadrant. I’m knocked from my thoughts as Violet stumbles into me as she avoids Dain’s out stretched hands.
”Give me the memory.” He orders. Or tries to order from her.
Violet holds her head high as she stares him down. “Touch me without permission, and you’ll spend the rest of your life regretting it.”
I can’t help but feel proud of Violet. Since being here she had developed a back bone. Something I didn’t think possible. I never thought I would see her stand up to Dain like that. But why was she so scared of him touching her? Then I remember the signet on his uniform. A secret signet. Could he read memories? Xaden orders the other two wingleaders to join him on the Dais to make a decision. I feel Mealladh’s presence as she and six other dragons fly over the rotunda before landing on their perch. I look around and note all the wingleaders dragon’s as well as Tairn and Panchek’s green Clubtail. Dain turns to Violet and I with a pleading look. But the glare I send him startles him as he shifts his full focus to Violet. He knows there is no hope in convincing me to stop this. His only hope is Violet. I can tell she is torn on letting this happen or stopping it. I know she will want to find another way to punish Amber.
Amber glares and shouts at Xaden. “You’re using this to get your revenge on my family! For not supporting your father’s rebellion.”
Every marked ones eyes turn to amber. Anger and hatred in them. A low blow. Especially to Xaden who stands before her, and me who she had tried to kill. But Xaden keeps his mask up as he turns to the other wingleaders.
Tairn is going to show what happened to Violet. Do you want me to do the same? Mealladh asks. I will keep your signet safe.
My signet safe? I look up at her next to Tairn and I know she knows I’m confused but its a conversation we can have later. I nod at her. I watch as the dragons around us stiffen, their riders quick to follow. Everyone now knows what Amber did. What she co-ordinated. And now she would die for it.
Xaden steps forward, flanked by Nyra and Septon. ”The wingleaders have formed a quorum and are in unanimous agreement. We find you guilty Amber Mavis.”
“No!” Her scream echoing around the rotunda as she looks around for help. “It is no crime to rid the quadrant of the weakest rider and a threat!” She turns to Violet and I, pointing at me. “And everyone thought she was dead anyway! I did it to protect the integrity of the wings!”
Garrick steps forward next to the wingleaders at Amber’s comment about me. And he is furious. Even from here I can feel the intensity of his gaze, and know he will have that tick in his jaw. As if we all share a collective thought, everyone standing in the rotunda steps back. Preparing for what is to come.
”And as is our law, your sentence will be carried out by fire.” Nyra states. Amber’s face going pale.
”No! Claidh!” She turns to her dragon for help.
I feel her presence, an orange figure in my head. I reach out and feel her panic. Her last hope is her dragon. Her last strength. She’s calling out for her last hope. Hope that will never come. I retract from her mind, not wanting to feel what is to come. My heart breaks as Violet pleads to Xaden. But he doesn’t acknowledge it. If she lives, it shows others they can try the same thing. It puts her and I in danger. He can’t risk it. Cause if he does, it is his life on the line.
Tairn and Mealladh both lean forward over the dais towards Amber. In a split second their teeth part and a wave of excruciating heat washes over the rotunda. Amber is nothing but a pile of Ash on the ground as Claidh mourns.
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I call this the Highlander Au! >:Dc There can Be Only One! (Unless he REALLY enjoys the process and the world stops going to shit for like... FIVE god damned minutes!) (The second is sadly unlikely)
Tim? Fully Cis gendered male. Not terribly ATTACHED to this, physically, but certainly identifies as Male and has a male body.
Maybe it's been all the near misses. The "all my friends fuckin DIED on my and I mentally spiraled like you wouldn't believe". Could be him finally reclaiming his life. Or yet another horrible mental spiral. Who knows!
But he's decided.
He wants to be a Dad. *sound of various Bats choking and/or dropping things*
Is even seeing anybody? Nope. How the FUCK is he gonna get a baby?! Oh, normal, Bat Paranoid fashion. Cloning tube. Same way Damian happened. He just needs to figure out the maternal DNA and he's golden. Figure out where to hide his tech to stop Villainous Baby Snatching Plots.
Because that's a very real concern.
No you can't talk him out of this. Timmy want himself a baby. Is already designing a nursery and studying child development books. Parenting manuals, getting those little animal onsies, lazer death grids to ward of Ra's ninjas. The works.
Bruce is off to the side, quietly having an aneurysm and choking to death on his own spit. Baby boy? Fatherhood? OFFSPRING!? Alone and not going to LET HIM HELP!? But why would he help!? Bad idea! But. But he needs to BE THERE to TAKE CARE of TIM and the future BABY! Aaaaaaaaa-!!!!!
It's a... "Fun" time. Dick is nearing a nervous breakdown. Bruce not far behind. Damians having Feelings(tm).
Then! At a Wayne Charity Event(tm)? Small glowing child. Looks alien. Is getting upset. People backing away IN A HURRY because they just watched this child WARP REALITY to turn the nearest table into candy.
Tim is there as the face of the family. A hero. Already feeling generally Paternal. Upset baby is Bad. So he goes in, dispite clear protests. Gets low and talks soothing.
But the alien Wants Her MOMMY!
And? Oh. Well there goes the protective amulets JLA Dark made for him. Now he's in an alien dress and? Very much no longer Cis. Guess he would have and DID inherent from his dad's side of the family, no boobs. Tiny. At least he got his mom's killer legs.
And the kiddo isn't scared any more. Since he "looks like mommy".
Except not even remotely, because she warps into being an HOUR later, looking for her daughter and is made of pure light. Thanks him. Doesn't FIX anything. And just leaves. Gee, thanks lady.
There were REPORTERS there. Tim Drake has tits now. Front page news. Great. Ra's is GOING to know and get WEIRD about it.
Tim shrugs. Off to Leslie we go, though. Check up time!
Yep. Full lady bits action. And, hey! Shiny new spleen! So that's nice.
It DOES change his plan though. He didn't, you know, collect any "samples" yet. But? Does... does he NEED too? He COULD concoct a story of "rich person hires mystic to get penis back" after going and getting magiced back.... OR?
He could have someone put a baby in him! *simultaneous Bat Choking Noises*
MUCH easier to defend. THEN he could be changed back, after the baby is weaned. The problem is who to trust? Ra's is ABSOLUTELY going to do everything in his power to get his seed inside Tim new puss. So a seed bank is out. And-
*hands slam on the table*
Obviously! We can't trust anyone outside this house! Villian plots and Ra's specifically! Bat paranoia! W-we will just have to make this sacrifice for you!
.....Weirdly intense, but okay.
Objection! Says Tim's newly no longer Dead team mates. Tim tried to CLONE Kon! OBVIOUSLY it should be Kon! And Bart! Bro Threesome! Let nature decide! (Then kid number 2 is the other Bro, is only FAIR)
ALSO a good point. He did have that promise, if one of them ever got turned into a girl. And a Kon baby WOULD be nice...
Shit! Grayson pulls "last of my legacy and I have so much to make up for" cards!
Is betrayed by his OWN FATHER (Bruce! How COULD YOU!?) Who plays "you saved me from the time steam and nearly died for me, let me help(emotional)" to devastating effect!
Cheating! Howls the Speedster! You're CHEATING!!!
And Tim stands there... kinda confused but finding he's actually Really In To This as people argue over how much THEY want to be the one to put a baby in him? He's never felt this badly WANTED. Desired.
He may not want to go through the whole "actually carrying a baby for 9 months then pushing one out" thing more then once.... but the fighting over him thing? This might be awaking something.
And, well, Kon already made a good point. Why try to control it? Let nature decide~
Everyone can help.
The argument stops dead. For all of the seconds before "who goes first?" Occurs to everyone.
Sadly for THEM, Bruce is a bastard willing to play dirty to get what he wants. And his house his rules. He goes first. After all, he no doubt smirks, none of THEM have the... experience, to handle a virgin properly.
He refuses to allow Tim hurt on his watch.
Got it? Good talk. Tim, with him.
Which is what leads to Tim clawing at the bed and begging like his life depends on it, soaked in sweat, hours later. As Bruce STILL gently, teasingly, RUTHLESSLY eats him out. Puddles worth of lube ruining the sheets and easing his way, as he works calloused fingers DEEP to find spots Tim didn't know he had yet. As they rub and tease and fuck against those spots so relentlessly it feels like Tim's coming apart.
He didn't even know he could MAKE half these noises.
His hole is so wet and sloppy, it's like it's given up. Like his body can do nothing but quiver and twitch under Bruce's hands. Given how big he is? Probably the point. Because he crawls up to loom over Tim like a giant. Presses kisses to his whimpering, sweaty face. And rocks into his exhausted body, filling every inch of him.
It doesn't even hurt. Something that big probably SHOULD for his first time, but Bruce isn't a legendary playboy for nothing. And it just fills and Fills and FILLS. Rubs against everything in a way that makes his toes curl. Makes him want to gasp and cling, even though he's so exhausted.
Bruce just shooshes him. Pulls him close. He won't have to do a thing. He can just cling to Bruce and feel good. Bruce is here. He's got you.
And it's the best thing Tim's ever felt. Forget masturbation, sex is AMAZING. Bruce rocking then thrusting then pounding into his body. Holding tight like something precious. Hammering his good spots still he sees stars. Til he's nearly sobbing, hiccuping, from how good it feels to have his insides all messed up.
Bruce fills him up. All gooey and warm. Picks him up and carries him to a clean bed to get wiped down and tucked in. Cleans up then joins him. Fills him back up and tucks him close. He feels boneless and precious. Sleeps like the dead.
Discovers sex with a puss is AWESOME.
Next morning, he's barely out of Bruce's room before Dick is scooping him up and dragging him into his room. Almost franticly bending him in half as he presses him to the bed, kissing the air out of him. Holding his face as he whispers filthy praise into his lips. Hips relentless as they slam home, pounding at just the right angle.
Like he's trying to make for YEARS of mistakes by pouring it all into pleasure NOW. Clinging tight and trying to fry Tim's brain with how good he can make him feel. Dick buries his faces against Tim's neck and rutts like he's making up for lost time. Fucking Tim through orgasms, spilling again and again, like he's determined to drain his balls dry and wring every last bit of pleasure he CAN out of Tim's exhausted body.
Tim has to threaten to hit him with an alarm clock to let him up. Tim wants LUNCH damn it. They missed breakfast. By a LOT.
But then work calls. Damn it. So he has to get dressed. Double damn it. And he does it, but refuses to be pleased about it. Resolves things. Even gets ahead on work. Only for DAMIAN to walk stiffly into his office. Sus.
The gremlin hands him a frankly VERY well put together report on why he, Damian AL Ghul... should be allowed to fuck a baby into Tim. He has brought along a slide show and genealogical report.
.......Explain.
Damian does. He REALIZED some things about himself. When Tim was discussing becoming a Father. Using the same method as he, himself, was created. Went through a whole "go to the Kent farm and have a life change adventure" character growth arc, as you do. And? Now realizing that he potentially COULD be DIRECTLY involved in the Hypothetical Child's life instead of as an uncle?
He wants in. They could be glorious, combined. AND he firmly believes Tim will be a magnificent Mother. Let him Father your child.
It's a bad idea. Tim knows this. He literally JUST slept with Bruce yesterday and nothing good comes from sleeping with AL Ghul's. They Obsess. But? Fuck it. Maybe THIS is the thing that finally stops the Tim-Gremlin cold war and bring peace to house Wayne once and for all. He unbuckles his belt. Walks over to his resting room.
And Tim KNOWS, even as he's being urgently fucked into the fold out bed, that this is an AWFUL idea. No way in HELL, from the desperate and sloppy thrusts, clinging, panting and whines, is this NOT Damian's first time. He's utterly undone.
Pounding load after load into Tim because it feels too good to stop. All enthusiasm and no skill. Half the pleasure Tim's even GETTING is his own hand, relentlessly teasing his own clit. But? Oh. The feeling of being wanted so BADLY. Of cum, gushing and gushing into him. Knowing it's HIS hole that's so good, it's driving Damian incoherent.
He feels... sexy. It DEFINITELY does something for him. He may not be able to go back. Could see himself enjoying being a milf.
But of course. Business hours end. And he PROMISED! Is swept up by Bart for their threesome. Which, after several rounds and untold loads of near-no-refractary-period speedster cum dumped inside him? Is kinda spotty, in his memory.
All he knows for certain is he wakes up to his sheepish best friends, "Sorry we fucked you unconscious repeatedly" bribes, no voice, and a warm bath. He's also plugged up and FULL full of that premium speedster/half-kryptonian blend cum, because apparently his friend intend to WIN and nothing says victory like overwhelming odds. He'd call them fuckers, but they ARE and hold no remorse. He can't move.
Carry him you bastards.
When he asks where Cassie is, he learns she's apparently trying to harrass the magic users into a making her a temporary "turn me into a dude" amulet. Both as a gift AND so she can join the race for Father Of Tim's Baby. Huh. Interesting new options.
Obviously, throughout ALL of this, ninjas. Because Ra's has never wanted to smash so hard in his LIFE.
Instead, Tim is out here, on Jason's shitty couch. Getting lifted up and slammed down onto his cock. Called baby girl. Princess. Jason's never been harder. Already planning their kids graduation dinner and baby number three.
Tim feeling precious and taken care of and DESIRED. Like the young adult with a first shitty apartment he never got to be. Something so close to normal. Put a baby in him. Fuck him like you love him, like they do this every Saturday night, then eat pizza and watch trash TV. Fill him up.
And if course~ it's a VICIOUS game of Fuck The Tim keep away, up until one day he starts to show. Then Everyone is loving and coddling and in a "No I Am The Father" cold war. The birth is a nightmare, because Tim is slender and more scar tissue then not. But?
Adorable quarter-Kryptonian! With the biggest blue eyes and Tim's porcelain doll face.
Tim is NOT doing that again. Ffffffuck giving birth. And being pregnant! Granted, the EARLY part? He loved. He glowed. Getting pregnant was AWESOME. But later stages? God awful. Clone tube babies from here on out.
Absolute Devastation in the Tom Fucking Community. Babe no! You can't MEAN IT!
Woah, hey! He never said he'd STOP. "Getting Pregnant" is very, VERY enjoyable. He's just refusing to carry SHIT. Birth control for HIM. Scooping that slurry of "leave it up to Nature" out and storing it. Now... Kon stop being smug and hold your son.
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😭😭😭 tim getting everyone to come to dinner and they all think it was alfred and are like 'this was a great idea alfred! we should all get together like this more often' only for tim to cough and say well actually i called you all here, i figured you all deserved a heads up since i'm going to be undergoing some serious life changes. everyone's confused and then tim says he's going to have a baby.
immediate panic and some disappointment from bruce because he thinks this is a teen pregnancy and he expected better from tim only for tim to have to yell to interrupt everyone and say there is no 'girl', not yet anyway. he's just announcing that he's GOING to have a baby. they're not yet conceived and now the family is dealing with whiplash of how of course TIM would do something like this now they're sitting their listening to him talk about the ideal gene pool given tim's family has a history of mental issues and he's going into some very detailed things like nurseries and everyone just wants him to slow down because tim is still a kid!!! dick is older than him and even HE doesn't feel ready. so everyone is trying to talk tim out of it while tim insists he's ready, he's been going to a therapist for 11 months trying to deal with his issues so he COULD be ready to be a parent.
which of course baffles them even more because???? dick has been trying to get them all into therapist for years and tim just???? went??? on his own????
bruce is of course the least welcoming of tim's ideas of teen parenthood. because what about highschool, college? at least ONE of his kids has to go to college!
tim however says no, says his GED is more than enough.
bruce tries finding other angles, asking what if he just sets tim up with babysitting gigs? make him see kids aren't that great and tim just huffs and said he already did a bunch of babysitting and volunteering at the children's centers in gotham as part of his adoption application!
which ???? just stressed bruce out even more?! because tim had tried to adopt a baby first? but apparently got rejected because of his age, lack of partner, and lack of job which tim loudly says is unfair because bruce was in his 20s when he took in dick and HE hadn't had a partner or a job!
so the family is protesting, despertly trying to get tim to change his mind,,, then tim gets a womb and suddenly the protests die down VERY quick.
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Hello Rosie! P3
(3rd POV)
*With Charlie*
"Alright, what has you so out of sorts, darlin'?" Rosie asked, letting Charlie into her private room. "You clearly got more on your mind than angels."
"What do you do when someone you love lies to you about who they are?" Charlie sighed, hugging herself. "Romance? My specialty. C'mon, dearie, details, details!" smiled the cannibal. 
"My girlfriend is an exorcist angel...and she never told me." 
"Oh, shit. Quite a secret. How does that make you feel?" 
"Just...angry...because we share everything. Because she always supported me, and my ideas, and now I just don't know whether or not that was more of the lies.." Charlie gasped, eyes wide. "Oh no, that's a horrible thing to think! Do I think that? Yes! N--No? Kinda?" the princess sobbed slightly, feeling overwhelmed in her feelings.
"You said you love this girl?" Rosie asked softly. 
"Yes...or, well, I..yes." Charlie nodded more firmly, knowing she still loves Vaggie. "Aw. Have you ever once doubted that she loves you in return?" Rosie sat next to Charlie, patiently waiting for her repsonse. 
The blonde shook her head no. 
"Well, then what's the problem?" 
"She took part in the very thing we've been working so hard to end. She might've even been the one who killed my brother's ex-fiance!" Charlie's eyes widen at the thought. 
"Well, isn't that silly hotel of yours all about redemption?" 
"Yes?" 
"Perhaps this girl was trying to redeem herself too?" Rosie hummed. "She knows better than anyone that I believe in second chances. Why not tell me?" wondered Charlie.
"It can be difficult to admit to things you're not proud of, especially if those things hurt the ones you love. She fucked up, sure, " Rosie smiled brightly, "She's flawed. But hey, who down here isn't? If there's anything I've learned, it's that words are cheap, but actions, they speak the truth." 
The demoness' shared a smile. "So, what have her actions said?" Rosie asked, with a knowing smile. 
"That she believes in me and what we're doing. Right now, she's off learning how to protect everything we've worked for..and I can't even pitch my hotel right." Charlie smiled, thinking of the ex angel before groaning at her own actions.  
"Well, how do you normally explain your hotel?"
"By singing," Charlie smiled giving jazz hands before deflating, "but that never works." 
"It will work here, trust me." 
With that promise, they walked back out to the crowd, Alastor offering Charlie his microphone staff, he and Rosie sending the princess soft, encouraging smiles.
*Back at the hotel*
Charlie and Vaggie lead their groups back to the hotel approaching each other. "Looks..like you've had a busy day." Vaggie said, looking over Charlie's shoulder, making Charlie do the same. "You too." 
"Charlie, I--" 
"Hold that thought." Charlie dug in her pocket before holding out a key chain to Vaggie. "Ah! I got you a souvenir from Cannibal Town." The Princess smiled hopefully at Vaggie. 
The ex angel smiled, teary eyed before rushing forward into her girlfriend's waiting arms. "Oh, Charlie." 
Charlie smiled, before eyeing the wings on Vaggie's back. "The wings are new. They look nice," purred the princess, sending Vaggie bedroom eyes, before wrapping an arm around her waist, "C'mon, let's go home."
Together they walked into the hotel, gasping at all the noise and chatter. "Come along, let's put some efforts into these fortifications." Sir Pentious called, leading his Egg Bois. "Yeah, fortify that." Angel called, before turning to see the demonesses. 
"Well, look who decided to show up." Angel smirked, pulling Husk and Pentious into his arms, "We thought we were fightin' ourselves." 
"You're..you're still here?" Vaggie asked in awe, Charlie teary eyed next to her. 
"What? Do you think we were a bunch of pusssssies?" scoffed the snake.
"I just got used to you guys, I ain't findin' no new drinking buddies." Husk smirked. 
"I've named all the stains on the carpet, that one's Fred." giggled Niffty. "Well, looks like we have a lot of work to do." Charlie smiled, holding Vaggie's hand. 
"Wait, why are you all covered in bruises? And where's (Y/N)?" Vaggie asked, looking for her future brother in law. 
"Uh, well.." Angel started before smiling seeing (Y/N) land behind the demonesses. 
"Boo! Bitch asses!" yelled (Y/N), making the two women yell in surprise. The Prince cackled in delight, as the two got a good look at him: He was also covered in bruises, mud and what appeared to be a bloody nose? But he was grinning wildly. 
"Oh, did you put them through your training?" Charlie asked, making her brother grin excitedly. "Fuck yes! And now, they are better warriors then they were a few hours ago. But how'd your day go? I see Carmie and Ro-Ro gave you supplies." (Y/N) started talking fast, before Charlie cut him off. 
"Wait, Carmie and Ro-Ro? You mean Carmilla and Rosie?" 
"No, Char, I said what I said." (Y/N) rolled his eyes before giggling to himself, and talking fast again to Vaggie, who looked so confused. "Yeah, he's been like this since we finished training a few hours ago." Angel chuckled, as he made his way over to his excitable lover, as (Y/N)'s wings and tail moved around excitedly. 
"Yeah, it's the adrenaline. Dad says (Y/N)'s always been like that after fighting in general. He'll crash soon, but it'll help if he is given affection. He's like a cat sometimes." Charlie giggled, thinking of all the times she'd messed with her brother when he was like this.
"All right, Prince-y. Let's get you to bed." Angel scooped up the blond demon, who cuddled close to Angel, still talking. 
"IoveCharlieandVaggieandandHuskandMomandVelvetteandCarmieandNifftyandAlastorandDadandArcherbutArcherdoesn'tlovemeanymorebuthat'sokaybecauseIhavethemostsexypowerbottomloverAngelDustwhoserealnameisAnthonyandfuckthat'shotasfuck.Angelcanwefuck?IwannamakeyoucumsohardValentinoisjustamemory...." 
Everyone looked at each other before laughing what the prince was saying. "Please tell me you're recording this?" Angel asked Charlie as he cackled, holding his (Y/N) closer, as he now played with his own tail, eyes wide in amazement.
"Yep." Charlie grinned, sending it in the group chat. 
"Good night, guys." Angel called, chuckling occasionally, walking upstairs. "Oh, my love, what will I do with you?" the spider asked, as (Y/N) looked up at him with wide eyes. "Marry me?" he asked softly. 
Angel cooed, "Aw, of course I will, bambino."
*End!*
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friendly reminder that self harm is lying to you
#the worst is when it promises you'll feel better and then you simply. do not. you feel worse and then you want to harm again bc surely that#will make you feel better right? THAT WOULD BE A NO. IT DOES NOT.#anyway today i went to spotlight cause i was sad cause i got the result for my 35% assignment i really struggled with. 32.5%. failure.#and at spotlight i made the foolish error of buying without knowing price. but like who makes a book a normal softcover crochet pattern boo#$55?! anyway it's a lovely book and am excited to try a few of teh patterns but the guilt is eating me alive#and also im super stressed about the assignment i have to turn in on thursday and haven't started#anyway i was literally four and a half hours away from being seven days clean#and i am just so sad right now#and i reopened one of the scars on my wrist too while on shift this morning so that's fun#not badly but it's just gonna mean it scars even more isn't it because of course#i was feeling incredibly awful for some reason i can't even remember and i kinda clawed up my arms. and no i don't count that as#breaking my streak bc it didn't cause much damage#i just. placement is so wonderful but life is so so hard#i don't know i want a hug and the assignment done and everything bad unmade#and the scars i have to look at every day on placement gone.#i want to talk to s but i haven't responded to her last message and i don't know how to respond but i need to respond to that#:((#honestly actually i think i want to talk to aunty. friend's mum. in person. and get a hug. i want a hug.#im just. So Sad. and i want my brother and Ransom and this is not helpinga nd i don't know what would if anything
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The straps of his tunic refuse to sit right, his bangs are too fluffy, damn this mid-summer humidity, and he unties and reties his ponytail a million times, unsure of if he’d rather have his hair up or down. Someone laughs and walks up behind him, nuzzling into his hair.
“You look fine, my dear,” Sidon whispers. “The pup won’t even remember this day, and their mothers have seen you in worse states.”
“But I’ll remember! What if its tiny hand gets caught on my belt buckle? What if it tries to hug me and something sharp, I didn’t notice pokes its eye out! I can’t risk it.” He turns around and groans into his husband’s chest. “Also, we call them babies, love, not pups.” Smiling, he stands on his tiptoes, plants a kiss on his shoulder.
“Pup, baby, it carries the same meaning! In any case, you know Riju is quicker than the both of us and will not hesitate to harm you to keep her and Zelda’s pu—baby safe.” Link leans into the reassuring hand on his shoulder.
“What would I do without you, Sidon?”
“Worry yourself to death over things you cannot control, and somehow set a fire to solve your nonexistent problem.” He laughs, “Now, come! Let us finally meet little Mipha.” With a grin Link lifts his foot, walking beside his prince towards an open door.
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I'm glad that almost all of the pages done while that back injury was still making my life a painful and sleepless/restless hell have been mostly posted now. Thre's some stuff I didn't like how the initial drawing came out for that, in a normal situation, would have just been a (quick fix), but I was so uncomfortable/in pain and slowed down to such an absolute snail that every single thing became a "Well that's good enough"
Anywho, back injuries really Suck. Going forward, due to how much time I lost with said back injury and another "out of my control" event that set me back during my buffer's run, I'm likely going to adjust the coloring technique on Soli. The coloring technique I've been using, when not injured and not being blindsided by a majorly stressful event, is one I chose due to it being a comfortable, quick painting style that I'd use for concept work. It's the style I work in most naturally and fast since for many things I'd just forgo the drawing stage at all, but it does require me being able to work without pain or without numerous unplanned interruptions. So, with my buffer practically gone and having lost a year to Snail Mode on the waves of that back injury, I'm going to likely adjust things to a looser version. As in, "there's a imddle point when I'm working where I enjoy how things look. In order to catch back up to where I was and want to be, I think I'm going to just use that stage to my advantage." Did I say back injuries suck? They really suck. Grateful that it's finally better now, but shaking my fist at the damage it did and all the other little instances butting infront of me and getting in my way. The ol' "CAN THINGS STOP HAPPENING??" plea lol. Anyway this is just a ramble serving as a heads up for "chapter 3 may look a little different, because the number 1 way to make sure I'll circumvent something's bullshit is to Make it Happen Anyway and I've got catching up to do."
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Why is it like I want to protect Dick from Sobel's attempt on court martial against him? I feel like I want to wrap him in a blanket and cuddle him.
Tbh, in the beginning I was feeling the same as you anon. I've been subjected to a power tripping bully boss before, I knew Dick's pain. But when the scene cuts to Sobel's office and the "call for court martial" is revealed to be "taking a punishment (48 hrs pass revoked for 60 days) OR request trial by court martial" and Dick chose the latter, I lost almost all my sympathy. More under cut bc it got long--
Dick Winters totally deserved that-- he REQUESTED it. Not to say Sobel didn't deserve getting his ass handed to him by his own NCOs (he overestimated their fear of him and completely underestimated their love of Dick) for being such a power tripping asshole, but all of that drama could have been avoided if Dick had just decided to keep his mouth shut and taken the punishment. Which, according to Sobel, wasn't anything off Dick's plate; he already spent those weekends he'd've been deprived of on base, anyway! At this point, the only thing at risk was Dick's own pride in his work ethic, and instead of just picking his battles and taking the punishment, he chose to prove a point-- which he DID NOT, at the time, have the capacity to prove, by the way!
Dick risked a lot getting himself court martialed! And though Malarkey speculated that Dick had arranged the NCO mutiny irl (as mentioned in Malarkey's book) we don't know that for sure, and in the show, it certainly wasn't framed that way! Think about the facts: 1) Dick cares about his men, but he's not delusional enough to think: 'oh, they'll risk their own court martialing to save my ass.' He's not entitled enough to expect that of them, either. Meaning Dick requested court martial without knowing if he'd win. 2) What REALLY is the harm of just spending those punishment days on base that Dick would have otherwise spent on base anyway, punishment or not? Literally, that whole scene was just Dick saying "well I was gonna do it, but I think you're being unfair, I don't want to do it now! even if awaiting trial by court martial means I most likely won't jump in Normandy and help protect the men I care about!"
TL;DR - Dick Winters went and chose court martial, without a back-up plan, simply because his pride was wounded.
It was, in hindsight, very stupid. Very brave, and definitely shows us the kind of man he is-- driven by principles and the very strong instinct of fairness and right from wrong-- but it was also very stupid. And risky. You are at WAR Dick, and sooner or later you will be leading your men into a blood bath! Now is not the time for silly ego games!
Think of it this way: he knew how incompetent Sobel was, he knew what would happen if Sobel were to eventually lead Easy, he knew removing himself via court martial meant leaving his men to the mercy of Sobel's mistakes, he KNEW that his trial by court martial would not be completed in time to jump into Normandy with Easy. Dick knew all that, he'd have to have known that, but he still sacrificed it all because he wanted to make a point.
When I think of Dick getting court martialled, my first instinct is to put my head in my hands and remind myself that not even the great Dick Winters is exempt from letting his ego get the best of him. I think a lot of people just miss that because it turned out ok in the end (i.e. Dick was reinstated out of mess + Sobel was sent away + Meehan was given Easy). But for a tense moment there, it very nearly didn't. What would have happened then?
Would fighting for his pride have been worth the lives of his men?
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