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welcometomyoasis · 2 months

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Seventeen's reaction to their s/o appearing on going seventeen

Synopsis: how the seventeen members would react to you, their s/o, making a sudden guest appearance on going seventeen. Svt x gn! reader | idol au, est. relationship, fluff | 1.25k words | warnings: minor injury | requested by anon A/n: for the sake of this headcanon, their relationship would have already been made public

ଓ༉ He’s suspicious, and immediately asks if this is some sort of weird punishment

Jeonghan, Joshua, Wonwoo, Woozi, Minghao, Vernon

➺ As you approach him, he smiles and welcomes you with open arms though his guard is definitely up. Not that he’s not extremely happy that you made a sudden appearance but why are you here? He wonders what you are up to and why do you look so smiley? You have a dangerous glint in your eye that even he is cautious of.

➺ He wonders what game the gose staff are going to make them play. Are you his opponent? Or a potential collaborator. What’s the catch with this game? The stakes have to be high if you’re here. His mind is running a million miles per minute, going through every single moment of all the previous gose episodes to see what stupid remark they made could have possibly led to this moment right now. And mind you, there were a lot of stupid remarks.

➺ He knows he won’t get any information out of you. So he turns to eye all the staff members suspiciously, watching carefully for any and all behavioural changes, like a lion watching its prey. None of the staff members can meet his eyes. They are all terrified of his serious, accusatory, analytical gaze.

➺ That said, once the gose staff announce that no, your sudden appearance is not punishment. In fact, it’s a reward for doing well on a previous gose episode, his behaviour does a 180 degree change almost instantaneously. He becomes all smiley and he will nod approvingly at you for being the most amazing reward he’s ever gotten on this god forsaken show (Jeonghan and Joshua would coo at you, just try and change my mind). He then vows to take out all the other members during this game. With you by his side, on his team, there’s no way he won’t win. He’ll be unstoppable. He’s going to win. He chuckles evilly, already scheming. The rest of the members cower in fear. They are not going home in one piece today are they?

➺ Bonus: Jeonghan’s first reaction would be “ahhh why did you call y/n in? Is this to punish me because I keep cheating? I told you I don’t cheat, I just don’t exactly play by all the rules.” Then, when he realises you’re on his team. He cheats even more. You’ll understand right? He wants to win for you!

ଓ༉ He’s excited because maybe for once he can win a game during gose

Junhui, Mingyu, Dokyeom

➺ He’s in shock when you walk onto set in front of the camera. His jaw drops and you can see the gears turning in his head. When it finally sinks in that you are the guest star of gose today, he screams and whoops for joy. He’s running up to you, hugging you and fake crying, whining to you how much he suffers during gose. But you knew that already don’t you? That’s why you’re here, to help him and protect him from those bad ol’ games and the rest of the members.

➺ As the staff explain what’s going to happen during this gose episode, whether it’s physical games or some version of the mafia game, he’s looking over at you. He’s trying his best to telepathically send you signals through his eyes. His eyes are wide, like they are about to pop out of their sockets. No one else really knows what he’s trying to tell you, though it seems like you do because you’re smiling at him adoringly and nodding your head. (Actually, he was just telling you that you two should team up haha).

➺ You see, he knows that you’re super protective over him. Look at him, how could you say no to that face. He gets bullied one time and he’s sulking and cowering like a kicked puppy/ cat by your side. In an instant, you’re on your feet stalking menacingly to pick a fight with whoever bullied him. Even Jeonghan isn’t safe from you. While you’re busy beating up lecturing that member, he’s standing behind and holding your hand, looking at the rest of the members smugly. Did they think they could get away with bullying him on your watch? If they did, they were sorely mistaken.

➺ At the end of the episode, the staff are announcing that your team is the winner. He’s going to be cheering so loudly and thanking you, saying that you’re his lucky charm since he was finally able to win during an episode of gose. 100% will pester the staff after to let you keep coming back.

➺ Bonus: If you’re playing some ball game or a more physical game, the 3 members will hide behind you. It doesn’t matter that they are all above 1.79m tall. They will use you as a human shield.

ଓ༉ He feels an intense sense of foreboding

Seungcheol, Soonyoung, Seungkwan, Dino

➺ You know the phrase Arnold from the magic school bus always says? “I knew I should have stayed home today”. Yea, that’s his first reaction. He literally groans when the staff introduces you as the special guest. You can see his eyes widen, his breathing hitches, and the colour drains from his face. You collaborating with the gose staff? That’s probably not a good sign right? Especially when he hears the cheers of the rest of the members.

➺ The thing with these 4 members. Seungcheol’s the leader and Dino is the youngest so bullying them is fair game. Soonyoung and Seungkwan have too much beef during gose with the rest of the members. In other words, they have been targeted for this gose episode and there is no way they can escape.

➺ He knows he is doomed. Any hope that you will be on his team is dashed when the staff announce that you will be playing against him. He literally falls to his knees dramatically begging for a chance. It doesn’t matter what type of game it is. He can’t win against you.

➺ As fans watch expectantly to see why he’s doomed, they think it’s because you know him and you’re able to outsmart him. He wishes that was the reason but no. In reality, he’s a whipped boyfriend for you. You have him twirled around your little finger. It seems like the members used his weakness against him. He sees how excited you are to win, your little cheers, your happy little dance. All you need to do is smile at him and he’s fawning all over you. He’s cooing, telling you it’s okay that you want to win. His love for you is stronger than his competitive nature. He’ll accept defeat, he’ll let you win. His self-preservation goes out the window. Just this once. And only because it’s you. Make no mistake though, he vows to take revenge when the rest of the members least expect it. He will make them suffer for humiliating him.

➺ Bonus: Soonyoung tries to cute his way out of losing against you. He’s doing every trick in the book, horanghaeing, rawring, fake crying. It doesn’t work. He fails instantly when you shake your head and harumph, turning away from him. Then he’s immediately on his knees begging you not to ignore him. Is he a tiger? No. Hamster? No. Whipped boyfriend for you? Yes.

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thebearer · 10 months

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i looooove the way you wrote carmys casual dominance over the reader in the feeling. could you write something else that has that same vibe? like him being protective/ dominant over her while they’re around the rest of the crew?

ahhh thank you so much!!! the casual dominance was a must for me with carmy it just makes me weak in the knees lol.

"Why don't you let me help you?" You hummed, leaning over Carmen's shoulder, watching as he expertly cut the onions. "I can handle spaghetti sauce."

Carmen scoffed lightly, looking up at you under heavy brows, still chopping furiously- much faster than anything you could. "I got it." He nodded.

Your face fell slightly, stepping back to stand beside him. Carmen invited you to family every night before the restaurant opened, it was sometimes the only time you'd see him until that night when he'd collapse into bed next to you. It was the busy season, summer and tourist time, meaning everyone wanted to come to the infamous restaurant.

Carmen's chest flooded with a pang of guilt at your small frown. Fuck, maybe he'd been too mean. "'m sorry, baby. Here, I have prep to do. Can you put this in the pan for me? Start it."

The tiny smile that curled on your lips made Carmen's heart skip in his chest. "Yes, Chef." You hummed, pressing a kiss to his cheek, snagging the diced onions and sliding them into the pan.

You'd seen Carmen make it enough to know how to make this recipe. Canned tomato sauce, oregano, onions- you measured them, adding it all easily.

"Woah-ho-ho, look who we got here." Richie cackled, turning the corner, ignoring Sydney's screams to announce it. "We got a new chef on the roster?"

You rolled your eyes, snagging the can opener and pressing the handles together. "Yeah, I'm your replacement, Richie."

Richie's face fell slightly. He knew you were joking but a part of him worried. "Cousin, what's this, huh?"

"She's just helping, alright? Get outta the way." Carmen nodded, slicing the beef easily. His eyes watched you, flicking from his task back to you.

"Hey," Carmen called, a firm snap of the tongue that had you turning to him. "Put the hair back, baby. No one wants a hair in their food."

"Yeah, c'mon." Richie added, snickering as you snagged the hair tie off your wrist. "Gonna replace me and she don't even know how to cook right-"

"Hey, easy, cousin." Carmen's eyes were hard, glaring at Richie, the whirr of his knife sliding across the cutting board adding a dangerous edge.

Richie held his hands up in mock defense. "My apologies, your fucking majesties." He scoffed.

You rolled your eyes, moving onto the next step on the card, pouring the cans of sauce in easily and stirring, giving the side of the pan a firm tap with the spoon to get the excess off. Reaching for the knob to turn the heat up, Carmen's hands were on your waist before you could.

"Here, baby," Carmen rasped, pulling you back slightly. "Gotta loose shirt on, so you gotta stay back, alright? Tuck it in or something for me. I don't want it catchin' on fire." He muttered, hand sliding over the hem of your shirt, pressing it gently against you.

"Actually, go find an apron, ok? I'l get this started. I don't want you gettin' anything on ya." Carmen nodded towards the back.

"Yes, Chef." You saluted him playfully, passing the spoon to him.

Carmen watched you walk towards his office, stirring the ingredients before turning on the stove. He let the flame on a low flicker, reaching in his pocket for his own cigarettes, fishing one out and lighting it under the pilot light.

"Chef," Carmen called, catching Sydney as she turned the corner. "You got it?"

"I got it." Sydney nodded.

"Great, I'll be in my office." Carmen walked off, finding you in his office, lazily looking through the papers on his desk.

"Anything good?" He asked, leaning against the door, arms crossed over his broad chest.

"What is spicy Moroccan carrot salad?" You tilted your head, reading Carmen's sloppy handwriting scribbled on the notecard.

"A side Sydney thinks would go good with the flounder we're getting in." Carmen hummed, blowing the smoke out the door before shutting it behind him.

He sunk down in his chair, patting his lap for you to sit with him. "Thanks f' helpin' me with family tonight." Carmen muttered, arms around your waist, bumming the cigarette in the tray. "Shouldn't be too long tonight."

You hummed, leaning back into his chest, head lulling back so you could look at him. "Not too long like I should wait up for you or...?"

Carmen snorted lightly. "I'll be home before midnight. Sydney and Marcus are closing tonight." He sighed, pressing a tiny kiss on your shoulder.

"Good," You grinned, turning so you were straddling him, your core rocking over his, covered by the aprons.

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ioniansunsets · 5 months

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Hi! Recently found you, and i LOVE your writing and ideas! Their very tasty, like high-quality chocolate &/or caramel!

I offer (potentially angsty) scenario(you don't have to do) with heartsteel kayn & Idol or k/da!Reader?

What if a stage malfunction happened during readers' (or kayns) show?? (Or a sabotage from a fan? Perhaps?)

(Bonus: & What if... reader or kayn got hurt?) Thank you if you choose to do this ask🩷 (Sorry ahhh-- this is my first time sending an ask)

✖ Heartsteel!Kayn x KDA!Reader Where Reader Gets Injured✖

✖ Word Count: 1.4k

✖ Tags: Established R/S, Mild Injury, Ends with Comfort, IDK if I'd even tag this as Angsty (maybe a tinge)

✖ A/N: I think its cute how Ahri, Akali, Evelyn and Kai’sa all technically can dash towards you with their actual in game skills LMFAO so cute...these girls would do anything to protect you. I think it’s very cute when a lover goes batshit insane with worry for you. Have mercy too, I’ve never been hospitalized, only visited people LMAO

Also thank you for asking this! I am so happy that you love my thoughts and words ><

✖ Wrote This Listening To: Drugs and Candy

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There were always toxic fans. You knew that, and Kayn of course knew his fanbase were sometimes as batshit insane as him. But the past few weeks were great! Social media was abuzz with positive comments about you two, fans congratulated you at fanmeets praising how cute you looked with Kayn.

Everything pointed towards how the fanbase took the official announcement of you two dating well but of course, you know delusional, parasocial fans existed too.

What you don’t know, was how they got past security.

You don’t know how they sneaked past all the checks and stage tests.

Maybe it was on you, maybe you were training too hard and were too tired to notice.

Maybe the high of performing live on stage and all the bits and bops of things to do left it so you didn’t notice the creak of the bright lights above you. The lights in the same pink purple hues of Kayn’s hair. The last thing you remember was the crackle of lights, the screams of your fans, and all your band mates in a blur dashing towards you.

It was arguably just as bad for Kayn.

Sure he wasn’t there, he wasn’t injured, he wasn’t the target of the attack nor was he the one in the hospital but there was nothing worse than hearing that you were still out cold, uncertain of how hurt you actually were.

There was nothing worse really, seeing the clips circulating online of what happened being reposted by all sorts of accounts. The blood that flowed from you onto the stage, oh god he didn’t even know humans could bleed this much.

There was nothing worse than knowing that he was stuck on tour and couldn’t be by your side.

There was nothing worse than not being able to call you and check on you because according to Akali you were STILL in the ER right now, you’re still unconscious and the doctors have no updates. How! It has been at least 4 hours since your opening act. Since the incident.

There was nothing worse, than fighting with his bandmates and managers, begging to go back to be by your side, and only after Alune stood up for him saying how “ The Heartbeats would understand why Kayn was missing. Let him go or he would just sneak off at night and do it anyway.” That management allowed them to postpone their weekend show so he could book a midnight flight to you.

There was nothing worse, than sitting alone in the private airport lounge, checking socials for updates and finding out HIS fan was the one that was caught on CCTV being the perpetrator, the one that did this to you, the love of his life. They even wore a jacket with Rhaast’s icon sewn onto the back, almost mocking him. Sure you were the one physically hurt, but the way his emotions were all over the place, the way his heart refused to calm down, the way he haven’t felt so much like throwing up since he left his old band. He hated this.

Hands tightening around his already cracked phone, the only reason he hasn’t angrily thrown it against the wall was because Akali messaged him telling Kayn how you were stable now, you lived fine, you were still sleeping but you were out of surgery at least. He swallows hard, quickly picking up his small luggage as he runs over to the gate to board his plane. Kayn breathes heavy, only thoughts about being by your side when you wake up keep him walking and keep the absolute rage and chaos Rhaast has at bay. The flight couldn’t be any longer to him.

He ran, the second the Taxi dropped him off at the hospital he phased through walls and booked it straight up to your room, leaving Akali to sigh as she signs him in. The way his hands shook as he slowly opened the door to your ward. Feeling like it was somehow rude to phase through this one way although one, you were still unconscious and two he already violated the privacy of half the hospital.

“ My little demon…This is all my fault.”

Kayn slowly walked to your side after he steps in, watching and noting how you had your eye patched up, how bandages trailed down your body, how pale your skin was. He was going to throw up again, seeing you this way. Ahri who was in the room watching over you let him know you could still see of course, and nothing plastic surgery can’t fix about the scars. You would be fine after a week or two of rest. The shards of glass from the strobe lights missed all the important bits, only scratching up your brow, cheek and collar. Ahri offers Kayn a small sad smile before leaving to give him time with you. The other girls in K/DA has some cuts and bruises saving your from the falling light but otherwise were fine.

It was another hour of your steady breathing and the beeping of machines around him. To Kayn, it felt like hours. Inconsolable hours where his thoughts went wild. Rhaast kept at bay from trashing the place solely from how weak and shaky your breathing was. So when the beeping finally started to pick up Kayn was standing up, hand holding yours, calling out to you frantic and concerned as you slowly blinked and opened your eyes.

“ Oh my god you’re finally awake baby.”

You watched your boyfriend cry, silent tears falling as he spoke over and over about how he should have curated his audience more, warned them to not pull shit like this to you. Anger about how could his “obsessive fans” not know that hurting you would hurt him just as much. Frustration about not being in the audience this time to save you. Sorrow about seeing how much pain you were in right now because of him. Anger once again from Rhaast this time about how incompetent your security was for letting a mistake like this go unnoticed and finally…overwhelming relief that you were ultimately ok. It was new, seeing him so scared, so worried, no doubt all of these emotions were because of just how much Kayn loved you but still, you felt bad making him worry so much. Finally he updates you, telling you about what happened, how you would be ok, he would make sure of it.

“ I…I’m sorry you had to go through this because of me. If you want to leave me because of my fans I will totally understand.”

You watched his voice crack as his hand grasps yours tighter. Your lover’s brows furrowed as he thinks hard. Biting his lip so hard you could almost see it bleed.

“ No Kayn! I would never! It’s not your fault. None of it was your fault, my own crazy fans could have done this to me too y’know. Plus if I breakup with you, they totally won.”

You reply, throat a little dry from not speaking so long but you had to tell him. No way you’re letting some insane fan ruin your performance, your day and your relationship. You watch him finally smile a little as you speak, the corners of his lips barely curving, tears stopping at your frantic attempts to make sure he knows just how much you love him back. No way in hell or heaven would you give up what you have with him because of some lunatic. Especially after seeing just how much he loved you, flying here for you? Putting his work behind for You? How could you let this man go.

“ Hey, at least we can get matching eyepatches now?”

At your comment, he lets out an exasperated laugh.

" I’m sorry, I should be the one making you feel better not the other way around. Here.”

You watch as Kayn slips a finger under his eyepatch, pulling it off carefully before bending down to give your bandaged side a small kiss. Hands uncharacteristically gentle as they worked their way around your hair and all the gauze to put his eyepatch on you. Giving you another quick kiss on your lips before pulling away.

" Looking good darling."

" Only because you style me so well!"

Yeah, it will be ok, the two of you were motivated, hardworking idols, a setback like this meant nothing. As he smiles again at you, the signature cheeky, prideful smile you’ve come to love from him. Your heart flutters. Yeah, something like this won’t stop you from loving him.

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ratskinsuit · 2 months

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OMG your velvety eye friendship headcanons were so cute!!! Can you also do some with angel dust?? Like him and the reader are besties and the reader has a contract with Vox. I think it’d be so cute if Angel stood up to Vox for her since she’s a total pushover compared to him and is super protective of his bestie 😤😤

Angle Dust And Bestfriend!Reader

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A/N: I’m so glad you liked the Velvette headcanons! I also love the idea of reader being in a similar situation as Angel but with Vox. I have been so exited to do this assskkkk! Ahhh I just love this idea!

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You and Angel had first met (before he went to Hazbin Hotel) when you found him high and passed out in an alley way.

You took pity on him and were worried that something would happen to him, so you took him back to your apartment.

When he woke up he was so confused until you explained.

He was so suprised you didn’t do anything and just took care of him, and my boy is SO THANKFUL.

Like you gave him food and water and let him take a shower, and you two just talked talked and you eventually became friends.

Your probably the person that convinced him to try the hotel out in the first place.

He goes to you for advice, or just to talk about struggles and lets you do the same. (VENTINGG BUDDIES)

Your one of the only people he lets babysit Fat Nuggets while he’s out for like a shoot or something because he doesn’t have many people he trusts :)

MATCHING OUTFITS MATCHING OUTFITS MATCHING OUTFITS

You better not be insecure or you will get a 3 hour lecture on how amazing you are, he knows what its like to be insecure and so he never wants you feel that way.

You two will regularly go hang out together.

Gets so happy if you join the Hazbin Hotel with him.

You honestly give him some more faith in humanity.

If you ever express romantic interest in someone expect him to be on you in a SECOND because he will be asking alll the questions (unless you don’t experience that then that’s okay too)

If you end up dating someone expect him to force you to let him meet them

Will be like a judgmental brother towards them.

He has to make sure they are good enough for you lol.

The most supportive person of you and your goals (surprisingly more than Charlie)

Like you boots eachother up so mucchhhh

(So wholesome)

You two would be best friends, with a hint of sibling relationship vibes

If your in a similar relationship with Vox like he was with Valentino, expect him to go crazy

While with Valentino he took a while to stand up to him, but with you he will not HESITATE

He will be so pissed. Will go confront Vox.

Will literally put his life in danger for you 😭

It will be the angriest angriest anybody would have ever seen him, anybody

Screaming, yelling, my guy is so protective of you holy moly.

Does not care about his own safety when it comes to you, because he knows you would do the exact same thing for him.

You helped him get away from Valentino now it’s his turn to fuck someone up.

SHORT DRABBLE

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Angel dust was chilling on the couch of your apartment. You and him had planned to hang out after you came home from work. He’s listening to music with one earbud in, bopping his head up and down to the tunes, his leg kicked over the couch.

He hears the lock turning and smiles, leaning over the couch as you walk in.

“Heyyyyy! Your finally home! How was…” He begins to say, happy to see you, yet he trails off short as soon as he sees the bruise and the dejected look on your face.

“Oh my god are you okay!?” He asks, immediately getting off the couch to go to you, fat nuggets trailing behind him.

You goes up to you, and you flinch a bit as he takes a hand and moves your hair to see the large bruise over your eye, concern written all over your face. Fat nuggets oinking below you, rubbing against your legs. “Yeah uhm… I’m.. fine..” You say quietly.

He frowns, obviously seeing your not, and he drags you over to the couch, sitting you down. “Okay what the fuck happened?!” He demands, as you sit there quietly, your hands in your lap.

“Vox just got a bit mad today that’s all, it’s nothing I haven’t handled before” You say, not wanting to worry him. Yet Angels face scrunches up in worry.

“Excuse me!? What do you mean; “nothing you haven’t handled before” is he hitting you?” He asks, sitting next to you.

“Just… s..sometimes… b-but only when he’s really pissed!” You say, trying to save yourself at the end, but it obviously not working.

Angel just stares at you silently for a second, before grabbing your hand. “……how long…..? How long has he been doing this to you..” He asks quietly.

You hesitate, “Since I started…” you murmer.

Angel looks at you sadly, glancing down. And he notices your arm. Before you can say anything he pulls up your sleeve to see dark bruises on your wrists, and his face twists in anger.

“I’m gonna fucking kill that stuck up asshole.” He says, standing up, beginning to walk. You stand up after him, grabbing his wrist. “Angel don’t! He’s is much much more powerful than us, and I don’t want him to hurt you!” You beg.

He turns around, and places his hands on your shoulders. “I will not let anyone, not even a stuck up prick like Vox, hurt my best friend.” He says, hugging you.

You try to speak, tears welling up in your eyes, and tears begin to fall down your cheeks as you bury your face into his shoulder. “P-lease don’t… I- can’t see you get hurt..” you sob.

He rubs your back soothingly, before he says. “You helped me before. Now it’s my turn.”

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A/N: Would anyone be interested in my continuing this where we get to see Angel Dust confronting Vox? I’ve never written a confrontation/fight scene before, but I could try! But anyways, hope you enjoyed! Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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dreamingcloudie · 1 year

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hello! I'm kinda shy to request about this if you don't mind at all, but is it okay that you write about dottore with a s/o adopting a child and basically just cute married couples with family type of shit? it would be interesting to see his dynamic with the kid would be!

If you want too ofc! ^^

also i really like your content! it's so well written and it cheers me up so much :) 💖💕

❛❛ A Step Into Fatherhood ❜❜

✎ ❛❛ What do you mean I'm getting soft? ❜❜

Pairing(s): Dottore x GN!Reader

Genre/Format: Fluff (oneshot)

Warning(s): Use of Dottore’s (speculated) real name

wc: ~3k

Notes: Oh god I'm sorry I haven’t posted in a while 😭 I was on writer's block and still kinda am. But at last, here's finally a fic!! Haven't written in a while and got rusty, so this might not be good :') Anyways, I LOVE THIS REQUEST AHHH 💕💕💕 Dadttore is so UGH 😫👌This request got me all giddy. I hope you'll like it :D

Gentle flakes fell to the ground as you went from store to store. Your husband was in need of some materials to carry out his experiments. He asked a segment to gather them but you offered to help instead. You wanted to go out for a stroll anyways, so why not?

You were about to go back to the palace when you heard a noise coming from a nearby alleyway. It sounded like someone was rummaging through something.

You knew it was dangerous to investigate on your own without any weapons on you. But you couldn't help it, curiosity got the best of you and your legs subconsciously brought you closer towards the sounds of clanking.

Following the noise, it led you to a dumpster. The lid was closed so you weren't able to tell what was inside. Judging by the size of it though, you assumed it would be some sort of animal. You were expecting to see a raccoon when you opened the lid but what you saw made you scream and stepped back instead.

What the…

You slowly opened the lid again and an equally shocked but frightened face stared back at you.

What is a child doing here? You thought.

It was a little girl who looked no older than ten. She was wearing a thin layer of clothing and her hair was stained. In her hands she was holding a paper plate of thrown out food from a restaurant.

When you got closer again, her hands that were holding the plate recoiled to her torso and turned into fists. Tears were forming at the corner of her eyes and her form shook.

"Hey… it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you," you said in a hushed voice.

Once the little girl seemed calmed down enough, you spoke again, “What are you doing here? Where are you from?”

"I'm from over there…" She pointed. You followed where her finger was pointing at and your heart dropped.

House of the Hearth.

The orphanage where Arlecchino trained the kids to become soldiers? What was this kid doing here?

"I see… I don't know how you got here but why don't I take you back—"

"No!" She yelled, taking you off guard.

"Please… I don't want to go back there… The others are mean to me…"

She was now sobbing and you were trying to think of what to do.

She looked like she really didn't want to go back there… You would feel bad for forcing her to go back. But it couldn’t be good to just leave a kid all by herself here as well.

From the looks of her fragile frame, she definitely hasn’t eaten a sustainable meal in a long time. Poor kid, it was cold out and that bread didn’t look edible.

What other options did you have?

You were someone who adored kids, and the protective instinct inside of you screamed.

Without thinking, you blurted out, “Why don’t you come with me? I can take you to a warmer place and give you something nicer to eat."

The little girl was hesitant, but you could see her eyes lit up a little.

“Really?”

“Of course! Being out here by yourself is dangerous anyways.”

She got out of the dumpster and approached you with small steps. Once she got close enough, you took your own coat off and draped it over her.

“There we go, this will keep you warm enough until we get back,” you muttered, gently taking her hand into yours as you made your way back to the resting quarters.

- - -

When you reached the palace, you quickly took her to your room, trying to avoid anybody on your way there. You couldn't risk letting anyone see the kid here, who knew what they would do to her if they found out she escaped Arlecchino's orphanage?

And you most certainly didn't want to face that harbinger's wrath.

You let out a breath of relief when a Fatui agent only nodded to greet you as he passed the hallway without making a comment on how your stance was off, while simultaneously holding the bag of materials at an awkward angle. You waved back at him with a sheepish smile. Once you made sure he was out of sight, you reached behind you to take a hold of the little girl's hand again before continuing on your way.

"Alright, we're almost there."

You looked both sides of the hallway, taking a double check to make sure nobody saw you before grabbing the door handle and pushing it open, pulling the kid inside with you.

The door closed with a click and you leaned against it, trying to calm down how fast your heart was beating. Archons, were you glad that Dottore convinced you to take some basic stealth lessons. You didn't think it was necessary… up until now.

"Okay, well, welcome to my room!" You walked over to a desk and set the bags there. Thinking you could just give them to your husband later.

The girl looked around your room in awe, it was huge. To her, this felt like a bedroom a royalty would own from the tales she had heard of. There was a queen-sized bed in the middle and the blankets looked really soft and fluffy. She could imagine how nice it would to sleep on it.

"Wow… I've never been in a room this big before!" She exclaimed, her eyes wandered through different pieces of furniture and objects decorating the room.

"How about we give you a nice warm bath? Then I can show you around more later."

You took her to the bathroom and ran a hot bath for her. She was making bubbles in her hands while you washed her hair, rinsing the suds off her head.

"And we're done!" You clapped your hands together, feeling satisfied with how clean she was now.

You wrapped a towel around her and took her back to your room again, digging through your closet for clothes that were suitable enough for her to wear for the time being. Fortunately for you, you were able to find some of your old clothes from when you were a kid. You didn't throw them away just in case you wanted to reminisce about your childhood.

Well, instead of sitting at the bottom of the drawer collecting dust, you could put them to good use again.

Once you were done with dressing her up, she looked at herself through the closet mirror and her eyes widened at how nice they looked on her.

"Mr(s)... Um…"

"What's wrong?" You asked, worried that she might not like them.

"I don't know what to call you…"

That was when you realized you never told her your name, nor did she ever tell you hers.

"Ah, how could I forget! My apologies. You can call me (Y/n)! What about you, sweetie?"

Her eyes glinted at your name and smiled.

"Thank you, Mr(s) (Y/n)! I really like these clothes. They look so nice!" She paused before responding to your question.

"My name is Lilly."

Right as she finished her sentence, someone knocked on the door.

"Dear? Are you in there?" A voice you knew too well spoke.

Shoot.

It was your husband. And there was a random kid with you.

Oh no, what am I going to tell him?! You panicked. How were you going to explain to him you brought a child to your shared bedroom?

Your thoughts were disrupted when he knocked on the door again.

"Dear? I'm coming in—" The door handle twitched, but stopped when you yelled, "Wait!"

You told the child to hide in the closet and to not come out unless you said so. A look of confusion mixed with fear appeared on her face but she obliged anyway, hiding at the corner of the closet.

Closing the closet doors, you jogged over to the bedroom door and opened it, revealing your husband who was standing there, twirling a vial of blue liquid in his hand.

"There you are, darling. That took you a while, is everything alright?" He asked.

"Oh nothing, I was just, uh, examining the materials I went to collect for you!"

Archons, you hoped that was convincing enough.

"Really? Since when did you get interested in Chaos Cores?" He teased, showing you his signature grin.

"Just today! Haha…"

"Is that so…" He trailed off, noticing something on the ground.

"Hmm?" He hummed, taking his mask off to take a better look of the floor.

There was a water droplet. No, multiples of them.

"May I ask why the carpet is wet?"

Oh no, it must've been from the little girl's hair. It was still wet and you didn't dry it fully.

"I-I spilled some water! Yeah… I was clumsy." You smiled sheepishly at him.

He looked around the room and raised a brow.

"But I don't see a cup anywhere around here?" His attention went back to the droplets on the ground and noticed it was a trail.

A trail leading toward the closet.

He walked over to it and stopped right in front of it. You were about to stop him but he was quicker. His hands swung the closet doors open.

From where you were standing, the clothes on the hangers casted shadows on her form and they were hiding her well. They should be able to hide her from your husband's sight too… you hoped.

But of course, with keen eyes such as his, nothing could escape him. His squinted eyes were now slightly widened. He expected to find someone or something, but definitely not a kid.

"What—"

"W-wait! Zandik, let me explain."

You told him how she ran away from the orphanage and she was all alone out there, so you wanted to help her.

"So you're telling me… this is a kid from Arlecchino's orphanage? Darling, you know how she could get if she finds out," he reasoned with you.

"I know, but she was scared! And I couldn't just leave her on the streets on her own either. So with no other choices, I decided to just take her here, and maybe take her in…" You trailed off. Gesturing to the little girl that it was safe to come out now. She got up and approached you, hiding behind your leg as she looked at Dottore.

"So, can she stay, please?"

He stared intently at the ground, seemingly deep in his thoughts.

Now, you knew that Dottore was not fond of kids. But unbeknownst to you, occasionally he would dream of having this fantasy of his. To have a little family with you…

And of course, he wasn't ready to become a father to his own kids yet, so maybe he'd take this opportunity to practice parenting.

He signed, faking his annoyance to conceal his unexplainable excitement.

"Fine, she can stay."

- - -

For the first week of her stay here, she was shy. The only person she wasn't afraid to talk to was you. She tried to talk to Dottore once but he unintentionally acted cold towards her, causing her to back away.

You couldn't blame him though, he was awkward around kids.

So, to make it up to her in his own way, he ordered his segments to set up a new room for her.

You brought her to the room they were preparing in, wanting to know how she was liking her room so far and to also introduce her to the segments.

You knocked on the door and went in, while she trailed after you, hiding behind you as usual.

The segments stopped what they were doing and turned to the sound of someone coming in.

"Ah! So this is the kiddo Prime told us about." Beta was the first to speak.

Theta got closer to the both of you and kneeled down to Lilly's eye level.

"Hello! I'm Theta, you must be Lilly, yes?"

Lilly was too distracted by the white and black mask he was wearing, not listening to a single word that came out of his mouth. She tugged at your pants and said, "Mr(s) (Y/n), he looks like a clown!"

Upon hearing her words, you and the other segments began to laugh, all except for Theta.

"S-She called you a clown!" Beta wheezed.

"Quite fitting, don't you think, Theta?"

"I'm not a clown! God, what was Prime thinking when he chose to wear this mask back then…" He said, deadpan.

Omega quieted down his chuckle and asked, "So, how are you liking your room so far, little one?"

Lilly looked around the room, the wall was painted with her favorite color and animal for the pattern. The bed she was given to was smaller than the one in your room, but was still big to her. A unicorn plushie, which was made by Delta, was placed on it.

"I love it!" She bounced slightly in excitement.

- - -

For the second week, Dottore and Lilly would start to interact with each other more. He has been taking notes by observing the way you'd talk to her, how you'd take care of her…

He was still awkward around her, of course. But at least he wasn't being cold to her anymore, so that was an improvement.

And Lilly, she was starting to grow more comfortable around him, as well. He wasn't as intimidating as she thought he'd be when he gifted her a mini robot, made with the leftover parts of a ruin guard. And now, she would sleep with it next to her at all times.

You were out to run some errands today, leaving Lilly in Dottore's care. She was reading a children's book on her bed, while Dottore sat next to her, patting her gently on her head.

She got to one of the pages and her eyes shined at how pretty the princess looked in the picture.

"Mr. Zanny?" She called out to him, using the nickname she gave him.

He hummed in response, signaling her to continue.

"I want my hair to look like this pretty lady's, do you know how to do that?"

He leaned over to see an illustration of a woman with long, braided hair.

"Why yes, I do, angel. Would you like me to do that for you?" He said.

In return, he also had a nickname for her. He thought the word "angel" suited her. As she's such a pure and innocent child.

Lilly nodded eagerly and turned around, her back facing Dottore. Grabbing a brush from the vanity table, he brushed her hair and undid the tangled locks, until it was tidy enough to be put in a braid.

You'd expect him to not know anything about braiding someone's hair but he was surprisingly good at it.

Once he was done, he grinned at how it turned out. Lilly went over to a mirror and admired her hair, it looked neat and exactly how she thought it'd look like.

She turned back to where Dottore and muttered out a little shy "Thank you."

- - -

It was late at night and everyone was sound asleep. Well, almost everyone.

Lilly was turning in her sleep, horrid images of scary monsters flashed in her mind and she woke up with a gasp. Her eyes darted around her room and it was dark. The moon light from the window barely lit the room up. She got out of bed and took the tiny robot Dottore made with her.

Luckily for her, the room you and Dottore slept in was not far from hers, she opened the door slightly ajar and peered inside. Noticing the two slightly moving silhouettes in the room.

She tiptoed to your side of the bed and poked your arm.

"Mr(s) (Y/n)?" She whispered.

You were a light sleeper so it didn't take you long to stir awake.

"Mmm… Lilly? Why are you awake?" You asked, turning over to face her fully, waking your husband up as well.

"I had a nightmare and I'm scared…" She told you, her voice trembled and her arms wrapped around the robot tightly.

"Oh, you poor thing…"

You helped her to get on the bed and laid her down between you and your husband. He yawned and was trying to comprehend why Lilly was in the bed with the two of you.

He looked at you for answers and you only said, "Nightmare."

"Would you like to listen to a story to help you sleep, Lilly?" You asked.

She pondered for a while before answering, "Yes please."

“Let’s see… Once upon a time, there was a little girl,” you began, then looked at Dottore to continue. He groaned a little and tried to think of something in his sleepy state.

“The little girl had a knife— I mean uh… A teddy bear? His name was… Bob,” he said. Making his sentence a bit more family-friendly when you glared at him.

“She and the teddy were best friends, they would go on an adventure together.” You added more to it.

“Then the little girl later strangled the teddy—“ He stopped when you hit his arm.

"What he meant to say was, the little girl later helped the teddy bear with a mission…"

The both of you carried the story on, well, more like you having to constantly make changes to Dottore's… questionable imagination.

But overall, it went pretty well, sometimes Lilly would snicker at the jokes Dottore made. But laughed even harder at his horrible attempt at talking in a high pitch voice to mimic the teddy bear.

His face was red from embarrassment, to say the least, that he made a fool out of himself just to make the two of you laugh.

It was embarrassing… but it was worth it, to hear the laughter of his two sweet angels.

"And finally, Bob made it home safely… The end." You ended the story.

You turned your attention to Lilly and you could tell she was getting tired, her eyes were droopy and she could barely keep herself awake.

As her mind was about to take her away into the land of dreams, you heard her muttering.

"Night night, daddy… Night night (mommy / other daddy)..."

Bonus:

Dottore walked into Arlecchino's office and slammed some papers onto her work desk.

"The papers are signed, she is now officially my daughter."

"Very well."

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #genshin x yn #dottore #genshin impact #dottore x reader #dottore x y/n #dottore x you #genshin dottore #il dottore #fatui harbingers x reader #fatui harbingers #fatui x reader

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«I'm holding out for a hero

A/n: Here is the AU, ahhh I’m not sure how I feel about this. I might have to do another part depending of people want this.

Knight! Leon Kennedy x Princess!Reader.

Nervously twisting your fingers you did your best to keep your gaze away from the Knight. The man was certainly handsome. Blond hair that looked so soft, you wanted to run your fingers through it and his eyes, you honestly felt like you could get lost in how blue they were.

You couldn’t quite understand why your father asked him to be your Knight. Yes you knew that he protected him when he was younger, that the two seemed to share some friendship and yes you knew of the creatures he defeated in his life.

But why now?

Sinking your teeth into your lip you tightened your hole around the man’s waist. “Are we going to stop? For some rest perhaps.”

The man has been your knight for sometime and over that time you had fallen for the man. You didn’t know when it happened.

Perhaps it was because he was the only man that was kind to you. Or maybe it was due to him treating you like a woman.

“Of course Princess.” His reply was short though lucky for you it wasn’t malicious. Not like when you two first met.

Leon S.Kennedy was a cruel drunk when you first spoke to the man.You thought it was some cruel joke by your father, the man didn’t even seem like he could hold a sword but yet he had no trouble saving your life whenever you were in danger.

“You could sound a bit more enthusiastic.” You did your best to tease the man.Though you couldn’t help but feel your heart lurch as he helped you off the horse. You wished that you could have something more, the kisses.

You wanted more.

Lowering your gaze your fingers gripped the edges of your dress. What was supposed to be a simple ride through the woods turned into something more, it brought out your feelings that you so desperately tried to hide. “Leon.”

“Yes my Princess.”

My Princess

“Be honest with me. Are you just humoring me? Do you treat me this way because you feel obligated to?”

Blinking, Leon wasn’t so sure how to respond to that. You were a Princess, someone that hr should be protecting, not someone that he should be falling for.You we’re half his age, he was friends with your father. He knew that kissing you was wrong, that he should hs r stayed far away from you but he couldn’t.

He couldn’t stay away. Sighing he closed his eyes then frowned turning his head away a his fingers clutched his sword tightly.

“Don’t be ridiculous!-.”

Gritting your teeth you stomped your foot then stepped away from the man. “I am pouring my heart out to you right now! I will be as ridiculous as I please!”

Flinching, Leon avoided your gaze. “Y/n.” He stepped close to you. His hand slowly weaving through your fingers as he gave it a squeeze. “I can not.”

Frowning you clutched his hand tightly, this was something that you did not want to hear. You wanted to choose who to marry. Not to be forced into some loveless marriage.

“I want you!” You cried out, you yanked your hand away then gave his chest a push. “This is not fair! I am a Princess! I should marry whoever I wish to marry!” You cried out.

Working his jaw, Leon dug his nails into his palm. He wanted you, of course he wanted you.He didn’t want to feel those things he felt, but no matter how hard he fought against them, his feelings for you just grew stronger.

With a curse leaving his lips the man stepped closer to you. His fingers weaving through your hair, it felt so soft under his fingers. Part of him were screaming at him. That this was wrong and you were to young for him, to perfect. But he couldn’t stay away, he had to have you. He might have been a Knight but that did not matter to him.

He needed to have you.

And if the talk with father failed, well then he will just steal you away.

With his thumb grazing your cheek he pulled you in for a deep kiss. His teeth giving your lip a nip, parting your lips you let your tongue glide over his.

He may have been your Knight, but right now he felt like he was going to be your future.

#drabbles #drabble #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x y/n #resident evil #resident evil x reader #resident evil x you #resident evil x y/n #au #alternative universe

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marvelsswansong · 2 years

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Hi! If you're still accepting requests I'd love to see your thoughts on Eddie Munson with someone who's very quiet/introverted/shy. He seems quite outgoing and confident and I think it'd be very interesting to see how those 2 very different energies mix!

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

ahhh so i think this is so cute so here's some headcanons/thoughts on Eddie x shy gn!reader:

Eddie might be infamous for being loud, obnoxious and dramatic - going so far as to stand on top of lunch tables and scream at the popular kids for their vanity - but he'll be the total opposite with you, who's known for being the quiet bookworm that no one has any problems with.

He's the type of protective boyfriend to always insist on holding your hand or having an arm around your waist to protect you

As well as holding your books when you're book shopping

And ordering for you at a cafe or restauarant because speaking to strangers makes you a lil nervous

Especially when people you don't know ask you a question on the stop you'll freeze and just stare at them, eyes wide and blinking slowly, and it's a sign for Eddie to have to step in

"Hi there! Would you like to sample this hand cream-"

"We're fine, thank you-" Eddie steps in, linking his fingers with yours and pulling you behind him.

I mean, it was just a salesman but Eddie will still send them a death glare and protectively hug you against his chest

oh Eddie would be sooo lovingly protective over a shy S/O like that: he'll tell off Steve and the freshmen kids to be on their best behaviour around you as in

no swearing, no mean jokes, no pranks

not that they would play pranks or make jokes at your expense in the first place bc you're just too sweet to trick like that, but still. Eddie makes it a point to threaten each of them separately.

would love going on lil quiet dates with you! like dates where the focus is on just the two of you being alone together

i.e. picnic dates, strolls by the lake, cartrip to a museum in a nearby city, visiting an animal sanctuary

he'd also be obessessed with giving you soft nicknames like "my shy sweetheart", "little flower", "honeybee"

would love to lay his head on your lap and have you read to him - especially if you promise to massage his scalp whilst doing so

like out in public he'd be the more dominant, protective and possessive boyfriend constantly checking in to make sure you're fine whilst still ofc being his cheeky self

"do you need any water? should we sit down? are you getting a headache?"

"I was just thinking about if I wanted the strawberry or blueberry lemonade, Eds."

"Oh. Well, we should each get one of the other so you can try both! And if we kiss, it'll make our tongues purple."

"Eddie!"

but when it's just the two of you expect him to be super loving and clingy to the point it's nauseating

"you're so fucking hot, you know that, right?"

"you've told me that about five times in the past minute or so, Eds."

"so? it's still true every time."

baby boy lovesss to bury his head into the crook of your neck whilst snuggling against you

if anyone tries to get mean or take advantage of your shy nature, he's coming in armed for war

yes, Eddie would happily bitch slap a stranger to protect you

but at the same time you, being the more mild mannered and calm natured one, have to keep him in line at certain events

it's perfect though, y'all balance each other's energies out so well 💕💕💕

#summer answers asks #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson headcanon #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x gn!reader

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Ahhh hellooo!! Can I request a headcanon about what dating Jimmy would be like? Take as much time as u need xoxo

Authors note: decided to get this done before the others because it's short 😁 thank you for requesting my love! Hope you liked it 🫶. Thank you 🥺🥺 reblogging, commenting, and liking really helps me out. Thank you and enjoy!

Warnings: 18+ NO MINORS SHOO mention of sexual themes and swearing

Dating Jimmy Would Include:

Jimmy would be sweet and kind, only vulnerable and emotional around you because he trusts you deeply. But it took you a long time to bring that sound out of him, years maybe because he likes to act tough. Considering the line of work he's in, he has to appear strong and no nonsense.

He would act all tough around others, intimidating them to do as he asks. And then in private with you, he'd been all over you. He loves his girl more than anything. He would love to take you out on dates and just absolutely spoil you, even if you don't ask for anything, he would insist.

He would be intimacy starved, having just had one-night stands for most of his life. That when the first night you had made love, not fucked, he would be absolutely feral for you and obsessed with pleasing you. Though, he no doubt has a secret dom side, a bit kinky and probably a daddy kink. Jimmy would be a marker, leaving hickey's everywhere for everyone to see who you belong to.

You know this mother fucker has a big dick and he knows it too, cheeky bastard he screams big dick energy. He would be so cocky about it, he'd often comment in the bedroom about it. "You can take it, baby.", "Look at me stretching you out." with a shit-eating grin on his face the whole time.

He would be attentive and loving afterwards, making sure to take care of you. He'd gently use a warm washcloth to clean your sore sensitive pussy. He'd also run you a hot bath and carry you in there, Jimmy would end up washing you. He'd massage your scalp while washing your hair with shampoo, and even help you with any hair care steps you needed to do.

Showering and bathing together is a must, every time he'd hear you running the water he'd come running. "Shower or bath time?" with a smile. You would just laugh and tell him which one it was, and it would usually result in shower or bath sex before cleaning yourselves. He always found it very hard to keep his hands to himself when you are naked, and let's be real, he wouldn't really try to stop himself from touching you anyways.

The man has sta-min-a for daaaays. This bitch would have you spread wide, wetter than an ocean for hours as he switched between ruining your pussy for all other men (not that you would ever want anyone else) and making you feel like an absolute sex goddess that needs to be worshipped. Our man could go for hours and would give you so many orgasms.

He would be fiercely protective over you, always making sure you are safe and giving you everything your heart desires. You would not go without, that's for sure. Not even just materialistically but emotionally and physically in the relationship also. He would always have a lil jealous streak 🤏

Jimmy is a gentleman through and through for the woman he loves. This man would open car doors for you, open doors to buildings for you, make sure you don't walk on the side of the road (always inside), he would insist on paying the bill but let you if you really wanted to, and would always bring home flowers.

#headcanon #fluff #y/n #jimmy keene #jimmy keene x reader #black bird #Jimmy keene smut

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hollybee8917 · 5 days

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Code Red Delivery

Characters: Ari Levinson, Gili Levinson (OFC), Dr. Luisa Greenberg (OFC)

Plot: A wildfire is raging around the hospital where Ari’s wife is giving birth. With the flames getting closer, he grows more afraid.

Warnings: Childbirth descriptions, fire

Ari Levinson pressed a cool rag to his wife’s forehead as she endured another contraction. In the bed, Gili Levinson collapsed back onto the pillow, “Ari?”

He smiled at her, “What is it?”

Gili furrowed her brow, “How long has it been? I’ve lost track of time.”

Ari sighed, “It’s been nine hours. You should be getting closer.”

“Ahhh. Oh god. Oh god. Ari, help me.”

He leaned forward with the rag, “Ahuvi, motek, I’m here. Take a breath my dove. It will all be over soon.”

Gili squeezed her eyes shut and crunched her face in pain. Soft whimpers escaped her lips. She sighed as the contraction passed, “Ari, that one was strong. Please talk to me. Get my mind off the pain.”

Ari sat back in the chair, “Would you like me to sing to you?”

“Oh yes, please. Your voice is always so soothing.”

The man leaned back and began to sing softly. Gili closed her eyes and listened to her husband’s voice. When he ended the song, Gili opened her eyes and looked to the window, “Ari, why is the sky orange?”

He turned around and fear filled his heart. The neighborhoods near the hospital were ablaze. A field stood between the flames and the hospital. Knowing he had to say something, Ari returned to the chair beside his wife, “It’s just the sun.”

Another contraction hit and Gili grabbed Ari’s hand as she cried out. With his free hand, he smoothed the hair on her forehead. As soon as it had hit, the contraction was gone. Gili collapsed back into the bed, “That one hurt. Ari, is there really nothing that can be done to give me more relief?”

“Oh, my darling. I wish there was but you had a negative reaction to the epidural and all other pain relievers.”

A gentle knock on the door made the couple turn to find the doctor. She entered the room with a smile, “How are we doing?”

Gili spoke up, “I’m in a lot of pain. I just had a bad contraction.”

The doctor, Dr. Luisa Greenberg, replied, “How long did this one last?”

Gili thought for a second before answering, “It lasted about a minute.”

Dr. Greenberg stepped to the bed, “Let’s check you and see how things are progressing.”

Lifting the sheet, the doctor looked between Gili’s legs. She reached up and placed two fingers in Gili’s vagina and was able to measure that Gili was quite far into her labor. She could feel the baby’s head starting to drop into the birth canal. Dr. Greenberg looked up, “You’re almost there, Mama. You are ten centimeters dilated and fully effaced. I feel the baby’s head about to drop. It’s almost time to start the big pushes.”

Gili gulped as another contraction hit her. This time she screamed. In a flash, Ari was by her side and holding her hand, “I’m here, honey, I’m here.”

Down below, the doctor threw the blanket up over Gili’s knees and pushed the laboring woman’s knees to a bent position where her feet were flat on the bed. Gili was now in the delivery position. Ari glanced out the window again as the doctor prepared the bowls of water, the towels and the blankets as well as calling for nurses to aid. From where he sat, Ari could see that the flames were nearly to the edge of the hospital parking lot.

Glancing at the doctor, he whispered, “The flames.”

She looked up at him with a knowing glance, “We are safe here. If worse comes to worse, they will call for a Code Red but there are precautions and systems in place to protect your wife and baby.”

Gili looked between them, her head shining with sweat and her voice shaking in pain, “What flames? Ari?”

He knelt beside her and kissed her forehead, “Don’t worry, motek. Like the doctor said, we’re safe here.”

Another wave of contractions hit Gili and she cried out. Still, Ari didn’t leave her side. He remained, giving soft words of comfort to her as she held his hand. Dr. Greenberg pulled the stool closer to the bed and sat down. A nurse took position on either side of the good doctor. A contraction stronger than all the others caused Gili to scream. Ari spoke up, “We’re almost there honey. Soon we will be holding our precious little one.”

Pain filled Gili Levinson as she bent forward in pain from the longest contraction she’d had so far. Her scream filled the room. The doctor looked up, “Take a rest. It will be a minute or two before the next one. I can see the baby entering the canal. Things are going well.”

Gili let go of a cry as she began to push again on the doctor’s command. Ari looked out the window. The fire was lapping at the cars. Dr. Greenberg noticed, “Mr. Levinson, your wife needs you to hold her hand.”

He smiled, “Of course.”

The doctor went down again, “Okay, mama, the baby is very close. Get ready to push.”

Gili began to push again as a contraction hit her. The doctor soothed her, “Push, push, push. Okay, take a breath.”

The woman lay back on the bed, almost exhausted, “Ari, I’m tired.”

“I know, love, but we are almost there.”

Sweat glistened on Gili’s forehead as she leaned forward again and pushed. Ari held her through it. The doctor looked up, “Okay Mama and Daddy, baby is almost here. A couple more pushes and we will have a baby.”

At that moment, a voice filled the room, “Code red level 1 left wing. Code red level 1 left wing.”

Ari’s eyes grew wide. He knew. Gili looked up at him in confusion, “Ari? What does that mean?”

He swallowed and ran his hand down her hair, “Nothing darling. Just focus on the baby. I’ll be right here beside you.”

Their attention was brought back to the situation at hand when a powerful contraction hit Gili. The doctor grabbed a blanket from the nurse on the right, “Okay, Mama, the baby is crowning. On the next contraction, I need you to push as hard as you can.”

Ari slid his arm behind Gili’s back, kissed her on the temple and laid his head against hers, “It’s okay. We’re almost there.”

The contraction hit, Gili screamed and began to push. Doctor Luisa called out, “Push! You’re almost there! Push! Push!”

The screaming continued as Gili tilted her head back, Tears streamed down her cheeks. As quickly as the contraction hit, it was gone. She felt something off. The room was silent until a gentle slap and a cry broke the silence. The doctor held up a yowling baby, “IT’S A GIRL!”

Gili collapsed back onto the bed, tears flowing down her cheeks. Ari’s breath hitched, “You did it. I’m so proud of you.”

The doctor looked between the couple, “Dad, do you want to cut the cord?”

Gili smiled at her husband when he looked at her, seeking permission, “Go ahead.”

He did as he was instructed with a quick, “It won’t hurt her, will it?”

Dr. Greenberg shook her head, “Not at all.”

Ari cut the baby’s cord and was handed his screaming daughter. Upon being handed to him, the baby began to calm down. With tears in his eyes, Ari shifted the baby and took her over to Gili. Ever so gently, he laid the baby on Gili’s chest and marveled at the wonder of his newborn. Gili cried out and the doctor calmed her, “You’re okay. This is just the placenta passing through. It’s the last bit of birth then everything will go back to normal. You’ll be sore for a while but that will pass.”

Ari looked between his two girls with love in his eyes, “I’m so proud of both of you. God, Gili, she’s perfect.”

He gave her a long kiss. As they broke, Gili whispered, “What are we going to name her?”

“Shalhevet. It means flame.”

As if on cue, a voice came over the speaker again while the doctor and nurses were tending to the family, “Code red canceled. Code red canceled.”

Gili looked down at the now sleeping baby, “Welcome, Shalhevet Arielle Levinson.”

#ari levinson x oc #ari levinson #red sea diving resort #original character

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vorish-wonderland · 1 year

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One day, someone had eaten you. After begging him to let you go, he does, on the condition you let him eat you whenever he wants to. A terrible situation, but what other option do you have...? If you complain, then... he'll let you die...

Includes: soft/safe vore (well, it's safe for mc...), VERY cruel pred, implied digestion

★✦I'll Make An Exception✦★

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"You did taste quite delicious... such a shame I'll never be able to eat you again."

That day, you had been quite clumsy while taking food from the kitchen, and you ended up getting yourself caught... and swallowed whole.

You didn't really want to die, so, you came up with the best idea you could in that situation.

"M-maybe you can?!"

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"If... i-if you let me live, then... I'll l-let you eat me whenever you want...! A-as long as you promise I'll be s-safe everytime, ok?!"

"...I'll consider it."

Thankfully, that was enough to convince him not to kill you.

Now, you're Jade's... well, for lack of a better term, you're his personal snack.

As he walks through the kitchen with you on his shoulder, he spies another tiny person such as yourself on the counter.

Jade reached out to grab them.

You wanted to yell at them to run, to tell them what was going to happen if they were caught, but... Jade would punish you for that.

"Hello there." He said as he grabbed the person. "What a delightful surprise~! (Y/N), do you know who this is?"

"I-I have no idea..." You said, squeezing your eyes shut, as he showed you who he'd grabbed up close, hoping not to see them. You really don't want to think of this person as... a person.

"Are you sure~?" Jade teasingly asked you. "Whatever, it's not any problem for me." He smiled just... too wide. "In you go."

You heard a loud gulp, and just tried your absolute hardest to not think about what it was.

"Ahhh...... what is it about you? What is it about your kind that makes me just want more...?" Jade laughed to himself. "If there's one, then there's more. Let's find them, why don't we~?"

You hated this.

One day, when he's sleeping, you'll find a way to get out of this situation...

But... for now, at least, this is how it has to be...

...sometimes he'll make you find more 'food' for him. He'll set you down in the kitchen and make you give him a signal when you find another member of your kind...

He continued searching for the 'pests' and eating them, insisting you watch each time...

"I believe that's all of them." Jade licked his lips. "Each of them had such a wonderful taste... now, I need to really focus to give them the punishment the rightfully deserve. Come on, (Y/N)."

Jade walked back to his dorm room, a hand on his stomach as he did so. He looked so full and happy... it was disturbing.

"Each and every one of them... I can feel all of them squirming around in a panic, how pathetic, really~" Jade grabbed you off of his shoulder as he laid down on his bed, before setting you down on his stomach. "Can you feel them?"

Of course you can... he knows you can... he just wants to mess with you...

He placed a hand over you, preventing you from moving too much.

He quickly fell asleep- well, not exactly asleep, but not exactly awake either.

You were left to listen to the sounds of his stomach, which could be slightly calming... if it weren't for the muffled screaming and pleas for help you could hear...

You can't help them.

This isn't your fault.

You couldn't do anything to help, even if you wanted to...

So for now...

Just... just go to sleep for now...

It's not like there's anything else you can do.

You woke up in Jade's stomach. A regular occurrance.

"Not now, please... not after what you just did." You quietly said.

"Ah, are you awake, (Y/N)?" You heard Jade ask. "I just had a fun idea! Maybe next time I could eat you along with them, after casting a protection spell on you, of course. I could allow you to watch as they-"

"No, no thank you..." You said.

"Are you defying me?" He asked you. "You remember what you said, don't you? As long as I let you live, I can eat you whenever I want, as long as I keep you safe. Whenever I want includes after eating other meals. You understand that, don't you?"

"...right..."

"So you'll be a good little snack and accept whatever situation you're put into, right?"

"...y-yes, of course..." You hesitantly responded.

This terrible situation you're in...

One day you're going to find a way out of it...

...right...?

#i do actually like darker stuff every now and again ehe #i hope this is good lol i feel unconfident today...#soft vore #safe vore #twst vore #twisted wonderland vore #gt vore #jade leech #twisted wonderland x reader #v.ore #v/ore #jade leech x reader

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creative-kny-fics · 10 months

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Hi! I don't know if you can but do you take the request of an Au where Tsutako is alive after the demon attack and is she a hunter or is she on the farm helping? Lee Giyuu and Ler Tsutako

WAAAAAH!!!! WHAT A GREAT IDEA!! OF COURSE!!

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Lee: Giyuu Tomioka

Ler: Tsutako Tomioka

'Ohhh, Giyuu-San, you're here for Tsutako, aren't you?' Giyuu nodded, being greeted by Kanae.

A long time ago, they had both been saved from a demon attack, however, Tsutako had taken great damage from the demon, she had used her body to protect her little brother.

'And I hope you get better soon, don't let these injuries make you think you're weak, take them as motivation', the hunter smiled.

When Tsutako was taken away, Kanae personally attended to her when she woke up, over time they became friends and began to work with them, Giyuu always visited her

'Ahh~ oh... ahhh! Giyuu!' 'Nee-San!', Giyuu ran into his sister's arms.

'Well, I'll leave you to chat alone. Excellent work today, Tsutako' 'Thank you very much Kanae-San', Kanae withdrew and left both brothers in their room. 'And how about your training with Urokodaki?' 'Oh, it was good. Although... it is Sabito who demands the most of me'

And yes, when they were saved, Giyuu stayed by his sister's side but seeing Kanae and her sword skills impressed Giyuu, so he decided to become a hunter so that his sister and her husband could live happily. Kanae was the one who introduced him to Oyakata-Sama and it was Kagaya who put Urokodaki as his cultivator.

'Leave it Giyuu, that's how he behaves' 'I think so... And how about you?' 'I've done very well, thank you', Tsutako then removed her apron, Giyuu saw the scars on her sister's body, he couldn't help but cry when he remembered how powerless he was, how weak he was.

'Giyuu! Don't worry! Why are you crying?!' 'I'm sorry! Because of me... Your pretty body and face is scarred! Forgive me Nee-San!', Giyuu hugged her sister, crying. Tsutako looked at him worried, she felt guilty that her brother felt guilty.

'Giyuu, you don't have to feel like this, please calm down, okay?' 'It's what... you!' 'Calm down... It's over, we're together and that's what matters...', Tsutako wiped away her brother's tears, gradually calming down, Tsutako smiled.

'Hey...Calm down.. Let's go! Show me a smile', Tsutako looked, but her brother couldn't smile, well... apparently he must have applied his big sister techniques

'Mhmhmhm!' 'Ohh~ am I seeing a smirk? Come on! Kitchy kitchy koo~!' 'Nehehehe- Nohohoho! Hehehey! Nehehehe - Sahahan!', Giyuu tried to get away from her, he didn't get much, he just had to accept his fate. 'Ahahahahaha! Wahahait! Stahahahap! I'm hahahappy!'

'Oh no! I don't think so... You still don't feel happy! You know how much I love you, don't you?' 'Yehehees!' 'So how much I love you, I can't allow you to feel bad! I will tickle you until I remove that sadness from you!', Tsutako climbed on his ribs, Giyuu gritted his teeth and kicked into the air, it was only a desperate attempt and without success

'EEEEEE!! NO!! TSUTAKO NEHEHEHE - SAHAHAHAN!! WAHAHIT!! KAHAHANAE-!' 'I don't think it bothers her, she also does the same to Shinobu. And if you're afraid that it'll bother her, then be still and don't yell~', Giyuu tried his best to lower the volume of him voice, but when Tsutako found the space between his ribs, he found it impossible.

'*snort* *squeal* EAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOOOO!!! NAHAHAT THEHERE!!' 'Not here? How about here?', Tsutako climbed up to his upper ribs, right where his armpits and ribs met, Giyuu yelled

'Hey... I heard screaming, are you-? Ohhh, excuse me, am I interrupting something?' 'No, don't worry Kanae!' 'KAHAHAHANAE-SAHAHAHAN!!! HEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!!!', Kanae laughed, but she knew that Tsutako would stop soon and when she was about to leave, Giyuu stopped laughing.

'Fufufu~ my little brother is so cute' 'Yes, did something happen?' 'No no, don't worry. Thanks for asking', Kanae withdrew leaving them alone. Tsutako smiled and hugged Giyuu

'Forgive me Giyuu, I love you so much, my little brother...'

#demon slayer tickle #demon slayer tickling #lee!giyuu #ler!tsutako

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iwanttofuckereh69 · 7 months

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now reading 2ha vol 2

ch 55 - 71

… but the careless thought would fly through his mind and soon be lost, like the drizzle of rain falling into a deep pond.

Mo Ran’s entire existence put into words perfectly

1. now im sad 😭

Ahhh the way Shi Mei’s death is described is gut wrenching. I was so sad reading that. But yeah, at least there are more details to what happened. It seems like Chu Wanning couldn’t do anything to save him that day. Or rather, he had to choose. I feel like if he tried saving Shi Mei, he wouldn’t hold the barrier. So he chose, faithful to his principles. It ties to Chu Xun’s sacrifice that seems to be supposed to show how hard of a decision it must have been both on Chu Xun and Chu Wanning. My guess is Mo Ran either didn’t realize at the time that CWN had to choose one over the other or he couldn’t understand why he would sacrifice his disciple to protect all those people he himself doesn’t care about.

But damn that description hurt. Mo Ran’s heart was truly aching. And that comparison to a snowflake, equally beautiful and equally unimportant. Ehh

@thegreymoon if this is "moderate and usual amount of suffering" then i dont know if i want to continue!!!!

(jk, i like when it hurts 🙂)

2. Chu Wanning is even more awkward than i was in high school which should be considered an achievement

Tbh I like moments of Mo Ran’s longing for Chu Wanning. And how he reacts when he sees Chu Wanning finally after all this time CWN spend “in seclusion”. Its lovely, but also hes so dumb for not realizing. This whole whatever was going on between them during New Years Eve celebration was just lovely but also so awkward. Chu Wanning deliberately giving him a copper coin dumpling? Absolutely cute. But also so awkward and just 😬 Instead of finding thousands of weird ways to flirt maybe just tell him? Idk its an outrageous idea, but idk give it a try maybe?? And omg that awkward moment when he wanted to invite mo ran to watch fireworks but… yeah. I felt it in my bones.

3. Breaking news, Mo Ran, despite being 32 yo in 16 yo body mentally somehow ended up being 5

Sometimes it feels to me as if mo ran desired CWN not as a person but as an object. And he is even comparing him to an ugly box that nobody wanted with perfectly fine food inside. An ugly box only he himself dared to open to discover the treasure inside. And he is so childishly jealous when now that box is on display for everyone to look at. Its almost silly. But also yeah, its another time he treats CWN more like a thing he owns. And nobody else should see any worth in that thing, because its only his to consume. There is a fine expression in my native language for a person like that, and funny enough, its also dog related. But I couldn't find any translation that would convey all the nuisance. It’s for a person that won’t let anyone else enjoy a thing even if they themselves have no intention of enjoying that thing either. It reminded me of this quote:

Eventually, like a beast, he had known only one thing: that Chu Wanning was his. Even if he didn’t care for Chu Wanning, he was still his to sunder and to ruin.

And like… Right now, Mo Ran seems to me like an annoying jealous kid that wants CWN for himself out of pure spite. Because CWN never gave MR attention he thought he was owed or that he deserved. I want to punch him just a bit.

4. Shi Mei is totally Chu Wanning’s wingman

Like he always tries to show Mo Ran that CWN isnt all that bad XD And I won’t believe he didn’t realize after all those completely awkward confessions and random hand holdings that Mo Ran has feelings for him. Like I won’t believe he wouldn’t see right through him especially on that boat. And I think he is smarter than MR and saw that CWN isn’t indifferent to Mo Ran after all. I want to say he would be happy if they’d get together but BASED ON COMMUNITY’S REACTIONS i feel like i will look like a clown lol. But oh well thats my very biased impression of Shi Mei.

@rosemary-screams

Never back down never what? NEVER GIVE UP!

Also it dawned on me while reading that you’re totally right @02cm, Mo Ran totally is wasting his chances with Shi Mei. I mean it happened before but that boat scene striked me as so annoyingly obvious. Like, he knows Shi Mei dies after he gets back from that “summer camp” in peach blossom springs. Its not gonna be long till that day and he can’t be sure it won’t happen again. And he is waiting around, unable to express his feelings that he was supposed to be so sure of. Is it… perhaps… a live showcase of Mo Ran’s only two brain cells almost connecting? Almost! Not quite there yet, but we’re on the right path.

5. This book makes me feel disdain towards the characters and then feel bad for them in the matter of chapters njnjgviuvnjuigi im not well

I'm so heartbroken with the story of how Mo Ran was punished when he tried to steal the haitang flower for Chu Wanning because he had a crush on him. And CWN never let him speak and explain himself and punished him instead. I mean it’s kinda understandable but it makes me sad knowing that MR had such pure intentions... Also, that bedtime story about ox… Mo Ran sees himself in that boy? Because it seems like he always took the beatings no matter if he deserved it and nobody was kind enough to actually listen? And it seems like it will happen again now that he's being framed for murder.

6. Me when MR gave Xia Sini butterfly hair clip and made his hair:

THIS HAS NO REASON TO BE SO CUTE. Also i'm actually enjoying that smol Chu Wanning arc despite being weirded out at first. It gave CWN opportunity to be more relaxed around MR and the rest. And just like he can enjoy sweets as much as he wants without having to worry about losing his face, he can also just chill a bit because oh boy, my guy needed it so much

7. Someone really dislikes Mo Ran and is actively plotting his demise (which im not even surprised with). It’s either someone he already managed to wrong after reincarnating or someone of those many, many people he offended in his past life that somehow also got reincarnated into the past. What are the odds?!

Also, if Chu Wanning and Chu Xun are related (rather closely given how they look alike) and Chu Xun died and Chu Lan died and it seemed like there wasn’t anyone left out of their bloodline… how. Also what’s the self sacrifice gene because it clearly runs in this family.

#2ha #erha #2ha spoilers #the husky and his white cat shizun #erha he ta de bai mao shizun #now reading: 2ha #once again thank you for reading!

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neuroticbookworm · 10 months

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La Pluie Episode 9 Ramblings

Episode 8 Ramblings, here

Tien immediately blaming himself for Lomfon fainting? "Did I make you work too hard?" Tien you sweet, sweet, SWEET boy, I want to wrap your mind, body, and soul in a dozen rolls of bubblewrap. 'Cause I don't know how else to protect you from all the inevitable hurt T-T

Patts' face when Bow screamed her head off is fucking priceless lol

AHHHH BowKung, my beloved scream queens

They know they are speaking the same language as the people around them, right? Or are we given a sneak peek into the BowKung bedroom roleplay, hmmmm?

I know I've screamed this enough over the past few weeks, but lemme do it once more: I LOVE THIS SHOW SO FREAKING MUCH. An ex-girlfriend being giggly and playful with the current boyfriend is something I never, ever expected to see on screen. I'm honestly emotional about this

Well, Tien lied through his teeth and got away with it. I wonder why Tai let him, though

If looks could kill, Lomfon would've died a hundred times over just in this episode

There's NO WAY Patts is still standing after drinking TWO BOTTLES OF WINE in 30 seconds!

Ahhhh more healthy ex-girlfriend representation, my heart is so full!

Oh my god, did y'all notice Patt's patting Nara's head the same way he does Tai? The sweetness is gonna kill me, I swear

I know it's twice in the same post, but fuck it: I LOVE THIS SHOW SO GODDAMN MUCH. Being mature about your ex moving on doesn't have to mean that your sadness is invalid

Ahhh we don't get the details of this conversation this week. BL Preview, you sneaky trickster, up to your sneaky old ways!

I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM

*clears throat* Saengtai, is Saengneua single? Asking for a friend (Shush, Tai can't spot liars)

LMAOOOO why do I feel like Patts is more amused than scared by this cliched threat?

This episode is the episode of glasses. Tai, you're gonna wanna find out what happened to Patts' pair, for ...reasons. Trust me, bro

Goddamn, Patts' Grandma was the ULTIMATE WINGMAN!

Does the show want to subvert soulmate tropes? Yes. But it does not want to be clinical and cold-hearted about it

I do not want to trust the preview, so I'm not sure when we will get to see Lomfon getting decked by Patts. But I am looking forward to it, like the clown that I am

#la pluie #la pluie the series #la pluie ep9 #pattstai

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cosmos-coma · 1 year

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Blood and Vengeance - Part 6

A/N: Part 6 is here! I hope you like it! I know I was getting chills as I wrote it haha

Pairing: Dettlaff x Reader

Words: 1697

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Voices floated around you unintelligibly, dancing on the edge of your waking mind. Though they were still fuzzy at best you began taking in bits and pieces of what was going on. Regis and Dettlaff’s voices- you now came to realize- were the ones floating around you as they argued in the hallway in hushed but urgent tones.

“... Blood… bandits…”

“... Monsters…tell her…. we are…”

“.. can’t… Not yet…”

The softest groan vibrated from your chest as you tried to open your eyes and all semblance of conversation quickly ceased. Swift, almost silent feet approached you before a heavy weight dipped the bed. Cool and loving fingers caressed your cheek, urging you to wake further from your slumber.

As the light finally eased its assault on your eyes Dettlaff’s worried expression came into view, his face now clear of blood stains and its bat-like features.

Perhaps the fangs and claws were all another delirious dream?

“My moth…” his low voice rumbled with relief as his eyes swept over you in a cursory glance.

“What happened..? Where..?” you asked. Your body was cradled in unusual softness and warmth that your basement dwelling just did not have. You tried to sit up to get a better look, but pain ripped its way through your stomach in a humbling memory of the evening's events. A yell tore away at your throat and your grip on Dettlaff's hand tightened like a living vice.

“Ahhh! FUCK!” you screamed as you laid back, your breath lost from the simple effort and your face contorted with pain.

“Please do be careful or you’ll tear your stitches…” Regis advised from his place in the doorway, right behind a very concerned-looking Amelia.

“How are you doin’, girly…?” Worry painted her face like a picture as her hands wrung together in front of her, “can we get you anything? How about some soup? I have just the soup for you, it’ll heal you right up…!” she nodded as she rushed off toward the kitchen to get you some food-based medicine.

A faint smile played on Regis’s lips as Amelia hurried off in a way that only the redhead could, “And I’ll get you something for the pain…” He said, nodding at Dettlaff before taking his leave to give you two some time alone.

You looked down to examine yourself, lifting the neckline of the clean, loose dress you now wore to see bandages wrapped securely around your midsection. Blood just peeked through the top layer, old, brown, and dry, but nothing fresh so far.

You nodded a bit as you turned to look about the room, noting the familiarity of it.

“I brought you to my room…” Dettlaff admitted in answer to your unspoken question, “I couldn’t stand the thought of you recovering in that ice box of a basement.”

“But… how did you?” You started, but Dettlaff seemed to already know what questions plagued you.

“Regis has a knack for making medicinal items,” he explained, “And we had Amelia change you from your blood-soaked clothes…”

You nodded slowly, taking in all of his answers as your hands idly touched the soft sheets below you. Your lips had just parted to speak when the higher vampire beat you to the punch.

“I thought I’d lost you…” His voice was a somber whisper as a hint of grief laced his words. Though he turned his gaze away from yours, you could see the storm of his irises had slowed their perpetual storm to dark, suffocating clouds.

“I should have been here to protect you,” you could hear the trace of a self-loathing growl building in his voice, “Instead, I was traveling needlessly. I should have heard them coming. I should have-”

“Dettlaff…” your voice was gentle like the nighttime breeze, yet still pulled his spiraling attention to you in an instant. “It’s okay, I promise. I’m still here… and I’m safe now, thanks to you…,” You assured as your fingertips grazed his cheek, nimble fingers tucking away a few spare hairs.

He nodded, his eyes fluttering closed as your touch left a trail of loving warmth across his cheek. His heart slowed its rapid beat as he listened to the breath fill your lungs. The light sigh from your lips tingled his senses as he turned into your palm, his lips tenderly brushing over your skin.

You were still here.

Still with him.

That's what mattered.

“Y/n? Oh-! Sorry to interrupt…” Amelia said bashfully as she entered, but the moment was already broken.

His chest ached as your hand fell away from his face, far too fleeting of a touch to satisfy him and a territorial rumbling threatened to spill from his chest, but he knew better. “You should eat… “ He urged.

You nodded in agreement and strained to sit up, grunting as you gradually pulled yourself upright.

Amelia, always the wonderful friend, stayed by your side the entire time as you ate, entertaining you by regaling the epic tale of her beating the living shit out of that bandit.

You chuckled at her bubbling enthusiasm, holding your stomach as each laugh pulled at your crude stitches. “Ow, oh, ah… too much, you're too much…,” you said through dwindling laughter.

“Well, laughter seems like as good a sign as any…” came Regis’s voice as he stepped in from the hallway with a small container. “Let’s get your bandages changed and then I think we all should get some sleep. It’s been… an incredibly long day.”

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Darkness surrounded you when you woke, stirring the residual fear from your most recent nightmare. Only the sliver of moonlight coming past the curtains and the cooling embers of the fireplace broke up the monotonous black and gave your mind some relief.

A sigh escaped you as you rolled over slowly into the empty space beside you, the cool sheets chilling your skin uncomfortably.

Something was missing.

The sheets crinkled beneath you as you sat up and looked blindly into the dark room, “Dettlaff? Are you there…?”

Silence.

“I’m here, moth…”, finally came the familiar rumble of his voice from the far corner where he attempted in vain to sleep. Footsteps creaked the floorboards as he came closer until he finally stepped into the sliver of moonlight darting across the floor.

Your breath escaped you as pale light illuminated the graying strands at his temples and highlighted the silver that flecked across his blue irises. His fair skin sang a siren song, beckoning for your touch under the magical light. He seemed somehow both otherworldly and right at home in the light of the night and it made a different kind of chill run through your limbs, one that couldn’t be solved with the warmth of a fire.

“I’m cold…” You explained through a yawn, a testament to your body's exhaustion, “Would you lay with me?”

His body froze for a moment in surprise as your imploring tone rattled a part of him he had long since set aside, but he could never deny you. “... Of course, my dear…”

Your hand reached out as you heard him come closer, your eyes finally seeing him in the dark of the room as he peeled away his heavy outer clothes.

A small flame of desire flickered to life in him as your hand ran down his bare arm, the thrum of his heart at your fingertips as your alluring touch stilled. He propped his back up against the headboard and let his hand find its home in the soft strands of your hair.

But you were still cold.

“Hold me…?”

Oh, you were going to be the death of him.

Wordlessly, one strong arm wrapped around your waist as the other moved under your legs.

Your nose tucked away into his neck as he lifted you to his side with little effort. Dull pain radiated from your wound, even more so as you were moved, and caused you to let out a shaky breath as you winced.

Your shuddering breath danced like mist over his sensitive neck and made blossoms of fire bloom beneath his skin in its wake. His fingers pressed into your soft flesh as he fought back the inklings of desire, its flame now licking at what would surely be pure gasoline.

Surprisingly strong arms held you safe and secure against his chest as your legs draped over his lap. You looked up into those silvery-blue eyes as you settled into his warmth, their storms dancing just inches away from your own. Your gaze flowed along the fine lines and features of his face; the tiny imperfections that gave him character, the painted beauty marks that freckled his skin, all the way down to the gentle slope of his lips.

“Dett…” you whispered, afraid to shatter the moment in the already quiet night. Your fingers answered the relentless siren call of his skin, your fingerpads smoothing over his jaw as your thumb traced the curve of his bottom lip.

An intoxicating buzz ran like static across his lips, and he could feel that swelling flame inside his chest finally catch the gas-soaked wick alight.

“May I…” You started, your thoughts struggling to stay coherent as his warm breath puffed against your skin, “may I kiss you…?” Your lips parted of their own volition, your head tilting to the side in an open invitation.

“Please…” his words came out as a desperate plea. He watched your eyes flutter closed as he leaned in slowly, still trying to stave the growing fire in his chest from the fuel you so readily supplied.

He leaned in, the heat of your breath gracing his face as your lips came excruciatingly close…

Before you’re head lolled away from him, and your divine touch fell away from his face.

“Moth…?”

Your sleeping form let out even breaths through your still-parted lips, waiting for their promised kiss. Your entire being radiated pure peace for the first time since you had been so grievously injured, and Dettlaff would not be the one to wake you from it.

A shallow sigh filled the air between you but didn’t diminish the lingering smile on the vampire’s lips.

“I love you too, my dear….”

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i’m not sure if kirby’s relationships with her classmates in scream 4 is as interesting a topic as her dynamics with the core four but if you have any thoughts i would love to hear them!! ❤️ jill charlie olivia and robbie and all of them

Ahhh this is a fun question! I'm going to be pulling somewhat shamelessly from my fic i'll be your dead bird, you'll be my bloodhound because it gets into a lot of my main headcanons about them! Also because I love that fic and more people should read it

Let's get the cat out of the bag right from the start: she was in love with Jill. We all joke about her surviving a codependent homoerotic teenage friendship, but that's what that was, without a doubt. Jill was her first love, her first kiss (they had to practice. for boys), and the person that she always, always wanted to protect. She totally accepted that she was the sidekick, that her main role in life was to lift up Jill Roberts.

As a consequence of that, she always hated Trevor. Had literally no idea what her best friend saw in the guy. Okay, sure, he's conventionally attractive, but he has all the personality of a napkin drifting in the wind under a freeway. However, Jill was the most important thing, so she kept her opinions to herself when they were actually dating and only got to be a bitch once the cheating allegations came to light.

Similarly, there was a childhood jealousy of Olivia. Jill and Olivia were best friends first because they were neighbors, so they went on neighbor playdates. Ironically, while Jill's interest in boys created friction in the friend group, when Olivia started dating, it was a relief, because she was no longer the immediate competition.

Now, did Jill actually love her back? Insomuch as she was capable of loving anyone, maybe. She liked the attention that she was getting, absolutely. That's maybe the most honesty we can ask for.

Robbie and Kirby have such an interesting dynamic to explore. Based on the casting call for Kirby and everything else about her, I think it's pretty clear that Olivia and Jill were the popular ones, and Kirby's social status was dependent on her being in with them, because otherwise she's just as much of a dork as the Cinema Club guys. There's a bit of self-reflection through the other with Robbie that lends her to keep her distance, be more sardonic towards him, because anything else might cause her place to slip. She pities him.

Charlie was the last person to join their little social web -- they obviously didn't meet until high school ("4 years of classes together," etc.) Now, you know how pairs of people tend to happen? Jill was dating Trevor, Robbie was head over heels for Olivia, that left Charlie and Kirby.

Enter the most toxic lesbian/straight man dynamic, a universal experience for those of us who graduated high school in the 2010s. You meet a guy who shares some of your interests. You realize he's kind of a pompous dick about it. You grow to hate his guts. Through the shadow of heteronormativity, everyone thinks this is flirty bickering, but you genuinely hate this man.

Bisexual Kirby truthers, I see you and I respect you, but I don't see it. At no point before the almost-kiss does anything register beyond "jfc can you go be annoying somewhere else." Now, drunk and realizing that she might die and that she's fallen behind all her peer's social benchmarks, here's when comphet sneaks in, tells her, Hey, this boy is interested in you. You don't want to die a total loser, do you?

The inherent tragedy of Kirby Reed: knowing that your place in the school's social hierarchy is entirely dependent on the whims of the girl you happen to be in love with, who all the time is chiding you about the boy you should like

#answered #kirby reed #jill roberts #not tagging the others to prevent clogging

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