#“are you asleep my love” I SMILE EVERY TIME

[echo-riot]

Dating Sevika headcanons (sfw sorry gang)

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•You once tried to steal her cigar as a joke. Big mistake. Sevika caught you mid-act, lifted you with one arm, and said, “Cute. Don’t do it again.” You still did it again.

•Sevika’s idea of cooking is tossing something in a pan and hoping for the best. She’ll scoff at recipes and mutter, “I don’t need instructions.” Spoiler: she absolutely needs instructions. Burnt toast has become a running joke in your relationship.

•Every time she gets into a bar fight, you’re in the background yelling, “Not the face! I love her face!” She pretends not to hear you while decking someone twice her size.

•She once used her metal arm to open a stubborn jar of pickles. Now she’s your go-to for all tough jar lids. She grumbles, but you caught her smiling the third time.

•Sevika hates when you try to join her poker games. You can’t keep a straight face, and the other players eat you alive. She’s banned you from sitting at her table, but you keep sneaking in to “help her win.”

•If someone so much as glances at you wrong, she’ll glare at them until they shrink back into their seat. Once, a drunk guy tried to flirt with you at The Last Drop. Sevika didn’t even stand up; she just cracked her knuckles, and he bolted.

•Sevika doesn’t do romantic pillow talk. Instead, she’ll grumble about how “these damn chem-barons can’t organize for shit,” then roll over and fall asleep. You’ve learned to just nod along and kiss her forehead.

•You tried to kiss her while she had a cigar in her mouth. She just deadpanned, “You wanna taste smoke that bad?” and blew a puff right at you.

•She’ll act annoyed when you dote on her—calling her “big, scary Sevika” or pinching her cheeks—but secretly, she lives for your attention. She once sulked for hours when you forgot to kiss her goodbye.

•She rarely gets drunk, but when she does, she becomes weirdly sentimental. She’ll hold your face in her hands, stare at you with bleary eyes, and slur, “You’re too good for me. Don’t tell anyone I said that.”

•On her rare days off, Sevika becomes the ultimate couch potato. You’ll find her sprawled out, watching trashy reality shows with the volume way too high. She’ll deny it later, but you’ve caught her rooting for her favorite contestant.

•She’ll never admit she’s wrong in an argument. But later, she’ll shove your favorite snack into your hands as a peace offering. That’s as close to an apology as you’re getting.

•Sevika loves making you laugh, though she won’t admit it. She’ll mutter something sarcastic under her breath just to hear you giggle, then pretend she didn’t care.

•Once, you heard a noise outside at night. Sevika grabbed a crowbar, stormed outside, and returned five minutes later saying, “It was just a cat. Go back to bed.” You’re 90% sure she scared that cat into never coming back.

•Every now and then, Sevika will surprise you with something sweet—a trinket from the market, a rare flower she found, or even just a quiet moment where she pulls you into her lap and murmurs, “I missed you.” She’ll act like it’s no big deal, but you know better.

•If someone so much as looks at you wrong, Sevika is ready to throw hands. She’ll casually step in front of you, her massive frame blocking the offender, and ask with a chillingly calm voice, “You got something to say?” Spoiler: they don’t.

•Sevika doesn’t do flowers or chocolates, but she’ll slide a bag of your favorite snacks across the table with a gruff, “Saw these on my way back.” Or she’ll casually fix something broken around your place, claiming it’s no big deal.

•Sevika loves having you sit on her lap. Whether you’re watching a game at The Last Drop, lounging at home, or just chatting, her favorite place for you is right on her thighs. She’ll rest her chin on your shoulder and mutter how lucky she is to have you.

•Sevika loves making sure everyone knows you’re hers. A possessive hand on your waist, a kiss in a crowded room, or a quiet, low-toned threat to anyone who tries to flirt with you—she’s got it all covered.

•While she’s the definition of tough to everyone else, Sevika melts for you. She’ll roll her eyes when you call her “soft,” but she secretly loves it when you snuggle up to her or kiss her scarred cheek.

•If you catch her doing something sweet—like tucking a blanket around you or cooking breakfast—she’ll grumble, “Don’t get used to it,” while secretly hoping you do.

•Sevika has a habit of holding her cigar out to you, offering you a puff with a teasing smirk. She’ll chuckle if you cough but will be unreasonably proud if you manage to handle it.

•Sevika notices everything about you. If you’re feeling down, she’ll subtly try to cheer you up without making a big deal out of it. If you’re tired, she’ll drag you to bed (even if you protest).

•Sevika thinks it’s hilarious when you try to arm wrestle her. She’ll let you think you’re winning for a few seconds before slamming your hand down with a wicked grin.

•Sevika is not a morning person. If you try to wake her up early, she’ll groan, bury her face in the pillow, and mumble something about five more minutes—which turns into an hour.

•Sevika is strong, resilient, and seemingly unshakable—but when it comes to you, she’s a goner. You’re her world, her light, and the reason she fights so hard to survive.

[thanosscross]

Okay so hear me out, part 2 for Baby. It was literally amazing and you can't just leave it like that there has to be a part 2 it's illegal for there not to be. Thank you :)

-Fiance <3

Baby - Choi Seung- Hyun/T.O.P x reader part 2

Summary: Your relationship with T.O.P was going amazing, to the point where you start to feel part of the family

warnings: Literally all fluff, at the end it does get spicyy

The few weeks after meeting Seung Hyun was amazing, you spent almost every night, either spending it tangled up in the sheets together, or sitting in his room talking about him personally or you, you liked hearing him talk about himself, he always said he didn't like to, and it wasn't very gentleman like, but it made you feel special, you were finding out things almost nobody knew about it, and he wanted to tell you.

Sitting in his dressing room you played around on your phone, waiting for Seung Hyun to get back from his mic check, you both decided to keep things private, he was okay with telling the world he found someone, but he didn't want to tell them who yet, and you were fine with staying out of the spotlight. You were pulled out of your thoughts but the loud talking and laughs coming closer to the dressing room doors "Y/n!!" You heard, before hearing an 'ompf' and a muffled "She's my girl, I get to see her first" Giggling you walked closer to the door laughing as it flung open, all four men falling into the room "Slow down! My lord" You laughed, your boyfriend being the first to jump to his feet "Baby" He smirked, stepping over his friends to grasp your hips in his hands, the stress from rehearsing one last time before their show immediately vanishing as soon he had you. "Hi, sweetheart" You smiled pecking his lips softly "Y/n! Y/n! Seung Hyun! He was getting down pretending you were there!" Ji-yong shouted, standing to his feet "you were?" You smiled raising his eyebrows, you couldn't ignore the blush on his cheeks as he shot a glare towards his friend "I was just...trying to get an idea of how my part would go" He whispered scratching the back of his neck sheepishly, you just smiled pressing a quick but sweet kiss to his lips, causing a mixture of 'aww's from the group, and Seung Hyun's cheeks going brighter. You liked this Seung Hyun, he was different than who you first met, someone who matched the personality he played on stage and for interviews, but this version? Was sweet, was always flustered to get any sort of affection from you that was anywhere other than the bedroom, and was always on a mission to make everybody around him laugh. "Okay, we'll leave you two lovers alone" Dae-sung smiled, rushing the others out to their respected rooms. Seung Hyun just held onto you pulling you to the couch "You're lazy, you know that right?" You teased, letting him pull you onto his lap "Am not, I just like to be with you when I can" He protested, you watched as he let his head fall back in relaxation, his eyes slowly falling shut. You took this opportunity to study and admire his features, still somehow, being almost five years older than you, he still somehow looked almost younger than you. You didn't notice his eye peeking open to glance at you "you're staring, dear" His voice was low, almost like he was on the verge of falling asleep "Sorry, my love" You whispered shyly, hiding your face by pressing it against his chest "Stare away, baby, I'm yours" He smirked, tilting his head further back "It's rude to" You replied, trailing your finger tips down his jawline "Yes but..I say..It's okay" He whispered looking down to meet your gaze, you shivered against his touch, offering him a soft smile as you heard the muffled voice from his ear piece “boys, three minutes until showtime” Sighing he looked at you offering a sympathetic smile “you gonna hang out here for me?” He asked softly, pressing his lips against your jawline waiting for a reply “of course, anything for you, Seung Hyun” you smiled giving his a soft kiss to his lips before letting him up, watching him leave.

You stayed in the room for a good twenty minutes before boredom overtook you, leaving you to slowly sneak out onto the arena floor, following the walkway to the side of the stage, you watched silently in awe, keeping a tight hold of the curtain that shielded you from everybody else in front of the giant stage. You watched as the boys moved around on stage, effortlessly singing along with the song, you didn't even noticed Seung Hyun staring at you in shock, or the fact you were going along with his rap that he had stopped for a moment. As Ji-Yong started his voice, you finally caught Seung Hyun's eyes just as he smirked turning around to continue back up vocals for his friend. You were there the rest of the show, giggling any time the boys came over closer to you, the boys making it a game to see who could get you the most flustered, Seung Hyun took it as a personal challenge, you were his girlfriend after all. So during knock out with Ji-yong, he slowly made his way to you, making sure to circle to stage before stopping in front of you smirking, starting his second verse as he motioned for you to come closer, taking a half step closer, giggling, your cheeks hot with a harsh blush. The more he continued you, the more you felt yourself losing yourself in your thoughts, that weren't very PG, he smirked, feeling like he accomplished what he wanted to, he left back to the center of the stage.

After that you rushed back to his dressing room, trying to clear your thoughts, you couldn't help it, the words, the eye contact, and the way his mouth moved as he rapped effortlessly reminded you of your first nights together. It was another hour or two before the boys were finished, just ready to get themselves changed and get back to their apartment. As Seung Hyun walked towards his room he was silent, just wanting to see your flustered and embarrassed face again, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't turned on the rest of the show because of the looks you gave him while he preformed. Opening the door, his mind suddenly shifted from how badly he just wanted to take you on his dressing room couch, to how beautiful you looked passed out on the same couch, one of his hoodies he wore to the arena being draped over your curled up body. "Baby.." He whispered, slowly causing you to stir, you opened your eyes smiling whenever you saw your messy haired boyfriend, his shirt missing, only his infamous red jacket being left on his top half. "my love" You whispered tiredly wrapping your arms around his neck trying to pull him down to lay with you, but he just laughed at your antics shaking his head, gently taking your hands in his own "We're leaving soon...Are you coming home or to your apartment?" He asked gently, lifting you up with ease, even after being exhausted from the long ass show they just finished "Going home, duh" You scoffed, almost like you were offended he'd even ask "Why don't you just move in then, if it's home?" He asked, You just shrugged against him, starting to doze off again until he bounced you slightly "Stay awake, baby, We gotta get everything together" He whispered pressing his lips to your neck, you groaned slowly shuffling yourself down to stand in front of him "You're so mean to me, seung hyun" You frowned, pouted tiredly "I bet if I asked the boys they'd do it" you added on, Seung Hyun just raised his eyebrows at you as if to challenge your statement, you glared storming out of the room huffing, hearing the door slam open, the remaining three boys opened their doors peeking out "Y/n?..what's wrong?" They all took turns asking, you gave your best pouty face to them all huffing "Seung Hyun woke me up just to help pack stuff, and I'm really tired" You frowned, knowing Dae-sung would at least, considering you helped each boy with their costume checks and helping during rehearsal all night the night before "We can get it, Y/n!" He shouted, Ji-yong huffed "Yea I can get it Y/n!" He argued, you smiled "Thank you boys...I owe you all breakfast in the morning" You offered before walking past the room you were previously in, Seung Hyun was quick to follow behind you, grabbing your hips to stop you in your tracks "You little trick" He whispered pulling your hips against his "Am not, People just like me" You teased, leaning against him "Yea yea, go get in the car, I'll get our things" He smiled, he didn't mind, you were his princess, he'd do anything for you, even if you asked to be carried everywhere, he'd probably complain, but he'd do it anyways.

Whenever you got back to the house, you would swear your boyfriend was somehow drunk, his hands were constantly on your body, pulling you closer to him, holding your thighs and your chest in his hands as he would either whisper in your ear how amazing you were to him, or kissing your neck. As you stepped into the shared home of the boys and you, he just got worse, not letting you say goodnight or grab a drink before he basically dragged you up to your room, as the door shut he looked you up and down before attaching his hands and lips back to your body "Choi Seung Hyun, what has gotten into you" You gasped as he shoved you back onto the mattress "You have to stop coming to my shows, you're gonna kill me" He whispered against your collarbones as he left soft open mouthed kisses to them "Did I do something wrong" You asked softly, cupping his cheeks, genuinely worried you had upset him or somebody else "Do my part of any song, go ahead" He growled, pulling away to look at you, nervously you started to slowly recite his words, but he stopped you "Just like you did tonight, baby" he corrected, you started again, just as nervous, but this time a lot faster than before, only now did you realize the change in his eyes and facial expressions as you finished "That." Was all he spat before going back to leaving hickey's down your shirt "I-I'm sorry?" You giggled, now realizing you didn't do anything wrong, you just, gave him a reaction he'd prefer not having on stage in front of millions of people. "Don't be a smartass" He warned, you just giggled more, you couldn't help it the situation was funny.

"Seung Hyun, I'm disappointed, if you wanted me, you could've just asked me" You laughed, running your hands through his hair "I want you. and it's not an ask" He whispered looking up at you from his spot at the top of your jeans waistband "Go ahead" You smirked pulling off your shirt, he smirked, doing his part to practically rip your jeans off of you.

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Another part with smut? Lmkkk

[puckinghischier]

What do you think Quinn would do for a grand gesture when he was missing his girl?

seeing as he’s a sentimental sort, considering the gift he gave luke, i know he’d do something so over the top in the best way.

he’d already have bought you every long distance gadget in existence. the bracelets that vibrate when you touch them to let the other person know you’re thinking of them. the smart fridge he can leave notes from his phone on for you to wake up to in the morning. the lamp that glows a certain color when the other person misses you. the iphone widget he can draw pictures of flowers on before the real thing is delivered to your door.

he’d make sure he had every opportunity to make sure you knew he was thinking about you, even when he’s busy and on the road. sometimes a message or a vibration from a bracelet is all he had time for, but it was enough for you.

for him? nothing could ever replace being in your presence. he needed to see you, touch you, hear your voice. this past season had been rough. being away from you for so long, he was miserable. he found himself being distracted by thoughts of when he could get back home to you during practice or while warming up for a game. he was rushing post game media so he could call you before you fell asleep. he was skipping team bonding to facetime you and catch up on your day.

so, he started putting a plan into motion. he hoped it wouldn’t scare you off or freak you out, but he was too deep into it now to back out.

you had noticed he’d been spending a lot of time on the phone with his agent lately, assuming it was some negotiation for a brand or sponsorship. you knew it couldn’t have anything to do with his spot on the canucks, both the team and quinn loving the other too much to part ways.

but he started acting weird. he started being jumpy when you’d ask him about his conversations with his agent, curious as to what’s taking up so much of his time lately.

“just contract stuff. you know, i have to renew it soon and there’s all kinds of stuff that goes into that. brad’s just trying to get me the best bang for my buck,” he’d nervously chuckle, changing the subject quickly.

you were cleaning up the kitchen one day after making lunch, quinn having had to go to the rink for some kind of business meeting, he told you. you hear the door open and his keys fall into the bowl on the dining room table, a soft call of your name ringing through the space.

he walks into the kitchen to find you finishing up the last few dishes, making small talk until you’re finished and join him over at the end of the long island.

“whatcha got there, q?” you question curiously, noticing how he hasn’t let go of the paper once since walking through the door.

“oh, this? well, we need to talk about it, actually.” his nervous tone makes you nervous, worried about what’s on the piece of official looking paper.

“okay…” you trail off, not enjoying the nervous energy engulfing the room.

he clears his throat, running his fingers along the edges of the paper repeatedly, forcing himself to keep looking you in the eyes.

“so, you know how i bought you all those things to let you know i’m thinking of you when i’m not on the road? the bracelet, the lamp, the new fridge, the flowers and notes?” he lists off all the heartfelt things he’s given you over the course of your relationship, a smile taking over your face as you nod at him.

the smile on your face gives him a bit more confidence, more sure of his decision than he was just a few moments ago.

“okay, well, i can’t do that anymore. those bracelets? the lamp? the messages on the fridge? they’re not enough. they’re not cutting it anymore.”

your heart sinks. what does he mean it’s not enough? if it’s enough for you, why isn’t it enough for him? he’s the one that’s gone all the time. you’re the one who has to stay here and wait for him to come back. is this paper a new lease? is he kicking you out? breaking up with you?

you take a step back from him, your head filling with all kinds of negative thoughts as to what’s on that paper in his hand.

“quinn, i-i don’t understand. what do you mean-“

“please, just let me finish. i need to get this out and then you can ask me all the questions you want. and yell at me, if you feel the need,” he interrupts you, putting a hand up in between the two of you.

your mouth snaps shut, tears threatening to spill any second.

“like i said, the superficial stuff just isn’t enough anymore. if i can’t have you with me all the time, i don’t know if i can keep doing this. all of this. it’s killing me. i know it’s my fault i’m gone, but my god i miss you so much it hurts me,” he continues his speech, not picking up on the shake in your hands.

“quinn, you don’t have to do this. we can…figure something else out. i miss you too when you’re gone. so much,” your shaky voice tries to reason with him, not wanting to hear him say the words out loud.

he holds a hand up to silence you, effectively stopping your words.

“my mind’s already made up. already signed my name and everything, even if brad did think i was crazy,” quinn keeps going, confusing you even more.

what did his agent have to do with him breaking up with you and kicking you off of the lease you just signed together?

you don’t have time to ask him, because he lays the paper in front of you, sliding it towards you. “here, just read it for yourself.”

you pick up the thick paper, noting the canucks emblem stamped into the top of the document, your eyes falling to the long paragraphs taking up the majority of the page.

there’s one section that’s highlighted, marked to stand out specifically for your eyes.

“the canucks organization, in agreement with quintin j. hughes, hereby provides transportation, accommodations, and admission to 10 (ten) away games of his choice during regular season hockey, and every meeting of post-season playoffs if necessary, to one person of his choice, contingent of his reporting to canucks sponsored activities such as: games, practice, training camps….”

it takes your brain a few moments to catch up to what you’re reading.

he…rewrote his contract for you. he, somehow, convinced an entire organization to write into his contract a clause to be able to take you with him to games during the season. you look up at him, his nervous stare meeting your eyes.

you start laughing.

quinn was nervous for a lot of things. he was worried you’d freak out and say he was crazy for this. he was worried you’d be mad at him and tell him you didn’t want to go on road trips with him. he didn’t know if you’d cry or jump with joy or walk out on him.

but he never expected you to laugh at him.

you can’t control your laughter. you try, but it just keeps coming, every attempt at containing it only making you laugh harder.

“i don’t understand. what’s so funny here?” quinn manages the courage to ask, voice shaky and embarrassed.

you manage to calm your fit enough to gain a fraction of decorum back, taking a few deep breaths before responding.

“quinn, i thought you were breaking up with me.”

quinn’s eyes widen, not expecting the words out of your mouth at all.

“no, i- why would you think that?” he rushes out, walking towards you.

you wipe the tears from your eyes, trying to calm yourself even further.

“well, i don’t know. the way you worded it had me convinced you were bringing me a new lease you’d signed without my name on it or something. thought you were kicking me out,” you chuckle only slightly at the end of your explanation.

quinn grabs your face in his calloused hands, gently forcing you to look at him.

“i hope you know, i would never break up with you. not by kicking you out of the apartment, much less. if anything you’d be the one kicking me out.”

“well i sure hope not. according to your contract, we have eight more years of roadies in our future. think those accommodations would be real awkward if you kicked me out. wonder if petey would let me bunk with him?”

[cythena]

COMPLIMENTARY

ꨄ synopsis . on his flight back home, geto expects peace and quiet. he can't wait to relax and get away from his busy idol life for a moment. his plans are disrupted by the charming flight attendant who gives him first class treatment.

warnings . strangers fucking, flight attendant!reader, idol!geto (ig), not proofread and was written for san so if something doesn't make sense that's way, airplane sex, semi public sex, PnV, PwP, fingering, reader wears lipstick idk

word count . 2k

notes . this was san. i love san. he's my man. muah. happy new year.

Suguru is grateful, to say the least, to get onto his flight without trouble. No fan spots him walking through the airport, and he isn’t “randomly” selected at any security checkpoints. Now he can enjoy his first-class flight with his manager sleeping beside him. The flight attendants hustle around him as standard procedure. He relaxes into his seat, ignoring them and letting his body sink into the plush cushioning.

Suguru closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. It’s rare to have this kind of peace during travel, and he plans to savor it. As the flight attendants continue their rounds, he catches glimpses of them moving through the cabin. One in particular catches his eye—you.

Your hair is neatly out of your face, letting him admire your features clearly from across the cabin. Your eyebrows are neatly trimmed, and your eyeshadow is a neutral shade with a sharp wing extending from the corner of your eyes. And is that glitter? Then his eyes fall on your lips—that red lip. It’s outlined by a dark lip liner that he hasn’t noticed on any of the other attendants.

There’s also a brighter smile on your face as you speak to the mother-son duo. It’s not just a customer service smile either; it looks genuine, even when you walk away. His coworkers tend to lose a majority of the charm once they walk away.

You move with an ease that captivates the attention of everyone in the cabin, even though you remain focused on your work.

When you reach his row, you pause and offer a polite smile, your eyes briefly meeting his. "Good evening, sir. Can I get you something to drink?"

Suguru smiles back, feeling a flutter in his chest. "Just some water, please," he gulps, his voice calm but carrying a hint of curiosity. He watches as you move away, feeling an unexpected intrigue. It’s been a long time since he’s been captivated by someone in such a simple, unassuming way.

“Really?” you hum. Your response surprises him as you fill a short glass with ice cubes. “Nothing special?”

He manages to snap back into the conversation when you pour water into the glass and set it on his tray. Shaking his head, “No. Maybe later.” A natural smile falls onto his lips as he looks at you.

“Well, it’s a 13-hour flight,” you say while leaning on your cart. “Call me when you need me.” You let out a harmonious giggle that Suguru swears replays in his ears. You offer him a final wave as you push to the row behind him. He glances at his manager who is still knocked out peacefully.

Suguru shifts in his seat, trying to focus on the in-flight entertainment, but his thoughts keep drifting back to you. Every so often, he hears your voice as you interact with passengers, that same cheerful tone making him smile to himself. It’s rare for anyone to catch his attention like this, let alone during something as routine as a flight.

Hours pass, and the cabin begins to settle. Most of the passengers are either asleep or engrossed in their screens. Suguru glances around, noticing the row beside him is still empty. Just as he’s about to recline and close his eyes, you appear again, this time without your cart.

You pause next to him, flashing him that same bright smile. “Looks like my break lines up perfectly with your row being empty,” you tease lightly. “Mind if I sit for a bit? It’s not every day I get a flight so easy.”

Suguru blinks in surprise but quickly recovers, nodding. “Not at all. Be my guest- if that won’t get you in trouble.”

You wave his concern off while you slide into the seat beside him, smoothing out your uniform as you settle in. “Hospitality is very important, especially with such a special passenger. So,” you begin, leaning slightly toward him, “what brings you on this flight? Work or play?”

Suguru chuckles softly, running a hand through his hair. “A little bit of both, I guess. Mostly work, though.” He hesitates for a moment, then adds, “What about you? What made you wanna be a flight attendant?”

You laugh softly, resting your chin in your hand. “It’s a little silly. Don’t laugh.”

He nods, unsure of what tale could result in your career choices.

“I wanted to be a singer.” Suguru quirks a brow which urges you to continue with your explanation. “Well, a performer, more so. One night, I was chatting with a friend who said something that really had me thinking. Anyone can be a performer, singers have their stages, and me—I have this as mine.” You pat the leather armrest you lean on.

Suguru listens intently, a small smile tugging at his lips. “That’s not silly at all,” he says softly. “In fact, I think it’s... poetic.”

You chuckle, shaking your head. “Poetic? That’s one way to put it. But I like to think it’s true. Every day, I get to meet people from all over the world, and for a few hours, I’m part of their journey. No matter what. That’s special, isn’t it?”

“It is,” Suguru agrees, his gaze softening. “You get to create memories for people, even if it’s just through small moments.”

You glance at him, slightly surprised by his thoughtful response. “Exactly,” you reply, your voice tinged with admiration. “Most people don’t get it, but you do.”

Suguru shrugs modestly. “Maybe because I know a thing or two about being on a stage.”

Your eyes narrow playfully. “Oh, so you’re a performer, too? What kind of stage are we talking about?”

Suguru hesitates for a moment, debating whether to tell you the truth. “Something like that,” he says vaguely, a small smirk playing on his lips. You tilt your head, sensing there’s more to his story, but decide not to push. Instead, you smile and lean back, enjoying the unexpected ease between the two of you.

He chuckles softly, his smirk deepening as he watches your curiosity linger in your eyes. “What about you? You ever dream of being on a stage again, even for a moment?” he asks, his voice dipping lower.

Your breath catches for a beat, the question catching you off guard. You glance around the dim cabin, ensuring no one is listening, before leaning in slightly. “Sometimes,” you admit, your voice just above a whisper. “But I think I’m better at making people feel special in little ways. It’s more... intimate.”

Suguru’s gaze flickers to your lips for the briefest moment, a movement so subtle it’s almost imperceptible. But you catch it, and your heart skips a beat.

“Intimate, huh?” he murmurs, his voice soft, yet carrying an undeniable edge. “I can see that.”

You shift in your seat, your fingers brushing near the corner of your lips and make a small smudge in the red. You continue eyeing him with a dangerous glint in your eyes. It doesn’t match the sweet smile playing on your lips and the delicate sound of your voice. As his eyes dart across your face and seem to linger on the bit of red against your skin, he feels the need to adjust his pants.

He curses himself, knowing he’s not being subtle about this at all. But before you can take a glance he clears his throat. “Sorry…but you don’t think I could get another water.” He almost wheezes out the last word.

“You know,” you begin, your voice light but laced with risk, “I could show you where we flight attendants really work behind the scenes, as I get you this water.” You add the last part with light-hearted sarcasm.

Suguru raises an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued but he soon catches onto what you mean. “Behind the scenes?”

You nod, biting your lip as a mischievous glint lights your eyes. “Follow me,” you say, standing up and motioning subtly toward the aisle.

Suguru hesitates only for a second before rising, his heart pounding in a way that has nothing to do with turbulence. As he trails behind you, the dim glow of the cabin lights seems to heighten the tension, every step feeling more deliberate, more charged. He passes by passengers focused on their screens and just hopes they don’t feel like looking up.

You lead him to the back of the plane with little to no passengers all spread around the last few rows. Another coworker of yours sits idly on her phone with one of your complementary cookies in her hand. With one glance at you and your guest, she gets up with a knowing smirk which leads Suguru to believe he’s not the first lucky passenger of yours.

The crew lavatory is a bit more spacious than the economy one but smaller than the first class. It gives him enough space to sit you up on the sink and let you wrap your legs around his slim waist. He steadies his hands on your hips while your hands sink into his soft locs.

You think he’s going in for a kiss when he leans closer but defers towards your ear. His lips brush against you as he softly murmurs, “Hospitality is important, right?” You nod. “Then you’ll make your guest feel special?”

He smashes his lips onto yours with a passion you’ve never seen before. He kisses you like you’re the last bit of oxygen on Earth. His hands work quickly at your uniform, opening your blazer and undoing the buttons to your white blouse. Then he tugs your pencil skirt up over your hips.

Once he pulls away from your lips, he peers at the slight smudge of your lipstick. It’s far from his liking but his eyes are quickly pulled lower to your matching set underneath your clothes. He lips his pink lips while rubbing his thumbs over your plush thighs.

“Is this part of your uniform? Or did you wear it just for me?” he hisses. You reply with a crooked smile that’s wiped when he hauls your hips closer to the edge of the counter.

He glances down between your thighs and slides two fingers between your folds to test. He lifts them into the cool bright lighting of the bathroom. A shimmer reflects on the strand between his fingers. You don’t get a good look before he wraps his lips around his fingers. You moan at the sight yourself.

He sets a quick pace with his digits. His fingers move in and out of you, slick gathering around your cunt, and dripping onto the counter and down his wrist. You squeeze his shoulders while your head falls back against the wall. Your jaw hangs open while your eyes shut from the pleasure.

Suguru uses the hand holding onto your, he snakes it up your spine and grips the back of your head. Your eyes snap open as he slots his lips against yours again. He’s less precise with the way his lips move against yours. He doesn’t let up with the way he kisses you, taking every opportunity to swirl his tongue around yours.

You pull away. “Oh f…fuck,” you hiss. “I’m gonna…”

“You wanna cum?”

You nod.

“Okay. Cum for me. You can do it.” He whispers as his fingers continue their pace. He forces you to hold yourself up while his other hand rubs your clit.

You feel your mind go blank once he adds his second hand. Your moans start to crack while your pussy clenches around his fingers. He blocks your body’s natural reaction to clench your thighs. The sound you make when he pulls away has him holding in a whimper himself. He quickly pops his fingers in his mouth for a taste.

You don’t get time to acknowledge it before you feel his tip prodding at your clit. Jolts of electricity shock through your body.

He lets his head fall onto your neck and his cheek rubs against your necktie. He lets out a shaky curse followed by a dry chuckle and can barely lift his head. “Fuck me…You’re gonna kill me.”

“Sorry,” you pull his head back up so you can look at him. Your tongue swipes over your lips and sends Suguru into a spiral. He sinks the rest of his length into you at lightning speed. You’re stuffed before you can even blink. Your manicure scratches him through his shirt.

“Heh…mhm…gonna let me fuck you? Make you feel real good, baby?” he asked, nodding like he was answering for you. “That’s right.” He pulls out halfway but quickly pushes himself back in like he’s cold without your warmth around him.

Your hands sneak underneath his shirt to push it up. You were curious about what he was hiding underneath his black t-shirt – a masterpiece handcrafted by God, clearly. He seems proud of it, you assume, by the cocky smirk on his face as he wraps both arms around your back.

You wrap your legs around him as he thrusts. He settles on how hard he wants to fuck you and it’s hard.

Your hands grab at nothing as he fucks into you. He fills you up completely and leaves you empty for less than a second. His thick cock hits that spongey spot every single time.

You’re not sure if you love the way he’s wrecking your insides or the butterflies he’s giving them more. He continues pressing kisses across your face. He cushions your head from the hard wall and mumbles sweet words.

“God. You’re so pretty…Feel so good, too…Do you feel good? I wanna make you feel good – lemme make you feel so good,” he babbles. You can clearly make out his pussydrunk words and all they do make is make you wetter and your cunt louder.

He adjusts your hips and completely changes the angle you’ve felt his cock at. This new angle has you screaming and creaming all over him.

“Please please please,” you whine pathetically.

“Yeah. Cum for me, you’re so pretty when you cum.”

You whine again, even louder this time. Your back arches into him and you let yourself go. Your eyes cross from the pleasure while your brain forgets how to function momentarily. Your chest heaves as you catch your breath.

“Such a greedy girl, cumming for me twice,” he mocks. His teasing is short-lived and his high is rushing. “Where do you want it?” His voice is almost a whisper.

“Inside?” you ask so politely it has him shooting without another thought. He pulls you close to his chest. His head hangs by your ear again, you hear every shaky breath and curse. He buries his head in your neck again.

“Think I just fell in love,” he confesses playfully when he pulls away.

You can’t resist the grin on your face as you come down from your high. He continues to hold you as he helps you redress and straighten your clothes. He buttoned your blouse up and pulled your skirt back down. He even readjusted your necktie again.

You look so pretty, he thinks to himself. It almost bothers him.

He smiles at you. His gaze locks onto your lips, a flicker of mischief crossing his features. Without a word, his thumb grazing your bottom lip presses firmly enough to smear your lipstick. Your mouth widens in a gasp which helps him even more.

He pats your cheek and leaves you with one more kiss. He lets you fix yourself up and returns to his seat.

It’s only a few minutes before he sees you again. You stop by his seat and set two things on his tray table: a glass of whiskey neat and a small business card. He glances up at you and notices something that’s got his pants in a tent again.

Your lipstick was still smeared.

He doesn’t get to comment on it. “Complimentary,” you say before continuing down the aisle.

He takes a look at the pretty card. There’s a red kiss mark on it with his name and seat number. On the other side: “Call me when you land! XXX-XXX-XXXX ♡”

He had a few days off when he returned.

[agiiiiiiiiiiiii]

Reconnecting

Hey, this is one of my favourites!

nico hischier x reader Theme: fluff, birth, dad nico, alluding to smut Words: 2703

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The contractions had been coming steadily for hours, and now you were finally in the hospital, gripping Nico's hand tightly as the nurses prepped you for delivery. He was by your side, his face a mix of excitement, worry, and awe as he tried his best to support you. Every time you groaned or winced in pain, he whispered reassurances, his Swiss-accented voice soft and steady.

“You’re incredible,” he murmured as he kissed your forehead, brushing a sweaty strand of hair from your face. “I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

“Well, it’s not like I can stop now,” you joked through gritted teeth, trying to manage the next contraction. Despite the pain, his presence grounded you. You knew he was just as nervous as you were, but he stayed strong, holding your hand like it was the most important job in the world.

When the doctor announced it was time to push, you felt a wave of panic. The reality of what was about to happen hit you hard, and on top of the physical challenge, another thought crept into your mind: Nico’s going to see everything.

“You’re staying up here, right?” you asked breathlessly, giving him a pointed look.

Nico hesitated, glancing toward the doctor before looking back at you. “I mean… I kind of want to see,” he admitted, his voice cautious but filled with curiosity.

Your eyes widened. “Nico!” you hissed, squeezing his hand harder as another contraction hit.

“Hey, hey,” he said quickly, leaning down to kiss your temple. “I’ll stay wherever you want me to. But… you’re amazing, and I just—I don’t know…”

You couldn’t find the energy to argue, and soon enough, you were too focused on pushing to care where he stood. But you did notice when he moved slightly toward the end of the bed, his hand never leaving yours. The sound of encouragement from the nurses and the doctor filled the room, along with Nico’s soft murmurs of awe.

“Wow…” he whispered at one point, his voice barely audible over your labored breathing.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the baby’s cries filled the room. Relief and joy washed over you as the doctor placed the tiny bundle on your chest. Tears streamed down your face as you looked down at your son, Nico quickly moving to your side to see him.

He was crying too, his hand shaking as he brushed it over the baby’s tiny head. “You did it,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “You’re… unbelievable.”

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It wasn’t until later, after the baby was cleaned and swaddled, and you were resting in the hospital bed, that you remembered your earlier self-consciousness. Nico was sitting beside you, the baby cradled carefully in his arms, his face lit with pure love.

“I can’t believe you watched all of that,” you said softly, a hint of embarrassment creeping into your tone. “I probably looked—”

“Don’t even start,” he interrupted, his gaze snapping to yours. “You were amazing. I’ve never seen anything like it. You brought our baby into the world, y/n. How could I see anything but how incredible you are?”

Your heart swelled at his words, and you reached out to stroke his cheek. “You’re too good to me,” you whispered.

He leaned over, kissing you gently. “No, you’re the one who’s too good. I’ll never forget today. Not just because of him—but because of you.”

As he pulled back, the baby stirred in his arms, and Nico smiled down at them, his entire world reflected in his eyes. “We’re a family now,” he said softly. “And I’m the luckiest guy alive.”

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It had been six weeks since the baby was born, and life had been a whirlwind of sleepless nights, endless diaper changes, and so much love that it often felt overwhelming. But tonight, for the first time in what felt like forever, the baby was asleep, and the house was quiet. You and Nico finally had a moment to yourselves.

You were curled up on the couch together, Nico’s arm draped around you as a movie played softly in the background. His fingers absentmindedly traced patterns on your shoulder, sending a familiar shiver down your spine. You tilted your head to look at him, catching the way his gaze softened when he met your eyes.

“I’ve missed this,” you said softly, your hand sliding over his chest.

“Me too,” he admitted, brushing a strand of hair from your face. His voice was warm but hesitant, and you could feel the tension in the way he held you. “You, us… all of it.”

You leaned in, pressing a kiss to his lips, slow and intentional. He responded immediately, his hand coming to rest on your hip, but just as the kiss deepened, he pulled back slightly, his brow furrowed.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, searching his face.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I just… I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to rush anyth-”

You placed a hand on his cheek, your thumb brushing gently along his jawline. “Nico, love, I’m okay,” you reassured him. “I’ve been cleared by the doctor, and I feel ready. I want this… I want you. Please.”

His eyes searched yours, still unsure. “Are you sure? I mean, it was—what you went through—it was incredible, but also…”

You smiled gently, your heart warming at how much he cared. “I know it’s a lot to wrap your head around. But I promise, if something doesn’t feel right, I’ll tell you. We’ll take it slow.”

He nodded, though he still looked a little unsure. “Okay,” he said softly, his hand resting over yours. “But if anything feels wrong, you have to tell me. No pushing through, no trying to be tough. Promise?”

“Promise,” you said, leaning up to kiss him again. This time, he didn’t pull back. Instead, he held you close, his touch careful but full of love.

You guided him gently, reassuring him with soft touches and whispered words, easing both of your nerves as you found your rhythm together again. Nico was as attentive as ever, checking in with you constantly, his focus entirely on your comfort and happiness. His tenderness melted away any lingering fears you had, and soon the hesitation was replaced with the same connection and intimacy you’d always shared.

Afterward, as you lay tangled together under the covers, Nico pressed a kiss to your forehead, his hand resting over yours on his chest. “You’re amazing, you know that?” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

“You’ve said that a lot lately,” you teased lightly, smiling up at him.

“Well, it’s true,” he said, his gaze soft and full of love. “And tonight… was just unbelievable. Thank you.”

You snuggled closer, your heart full. “Thank YOU for always putting me first.”

As the baby’s soft cries broke the moment, Nico let out a quiet laugh, kissing your forehead again before slipping out of bed. “I’ll get him,” he said, glancing back at you with a smile. “You rest.”

Watching him disappear down the hall, you felt a wave of gratitude wash over you. Life had changed so much in just a few weeks, but your love for Nico—and his for you—only seemed to grow stronger with every new challenge.

A few moments after Nico left to tend to the baby, you heard his soft, soothing voice down the hallway. Soon, he reappeared, carrying your tiny bundle of joy in his arms. The sight of Nico in just his boxers, gently rocking your baby, melted your heart. His eyes sparkled as he walked back to your side, carefully settling the baby into your arms.

“He’s hungry,” Nico said softly, brushing a kiss over your temple as he sat down beside you.

You adjusted yourself and helped the baby latch on, the familiarity of the process already bringing you a sense of calm. Nico, however, stayed close, his eyes filled with quiet awe as he watched. He rested his chin on your shoulder, his gaze locked on your baby with a kind of reverence that made your cheeks warm.

“Does it… hurt?” he asked after a moment, his voice low and hesitant, as though he didn’t want to disturb the peaceful scene.

You glanced at him, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Not anymore,” you explained. “It was a little uncomfortable at first, but now it’s… it’s just natural. It feels like this bond—something only I can give him.”

Nico’s expression softened, and he reached out to gently run his fingers along your arm. “It’s amazing,” he murmured. “I don’t know how you do it.”

You chuckled quietly, glancing down at the baby as they suckled contentedly. “Well, it’s not like I have much of a choice. He’s hungry, and I’m his food source.”

“No, I mean all of it,” he said, his voice filled with sincerity. “You carried him for nine months, went through labor, and now… this. Your body is doing all of this. It’s incredible.”

His words made your cheeks flush, a mix of pride and shyness washing over you. “It’s not just me, you know,” you said, looking back at him. “You’ve been amazing through everything. I couldn’t have done this without you.”

He shook his head, his gaze still fixed on you. “You’re the real superhero here,” he insisted. “Watching you now… I can’t even describe it. It’s just—wow.”

You laughed softly, though his awe made you feel both shy and incredibly loved. “It’s not always this serene, you know. Sometimes he’s fussy, and I’m tired, and it’s messy.”

“Still amazing,” he said firmly, leaning over to press a kiss to your shoulder. “Messy, fussy, tired—you’re incredible through it all.”

The baby finished feeding and let out a tiny, satisfied sigh, making Nico grin. He took him from you to burp them, his movements careful and deliberate. “You’re my hero,” he said quietly, glancing back at you as he cradled the baby against his chest. “And his, too.”

The tenderness in his voice made your heart swell. As you lay back against the pillows, watching Nico with your baby, you felt a deep sense of contentment. Life might be hectic and exhausting, but moments like this—filled with love and awe—made it all worth it.

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Few days after, you found yourself sitting at the kitchen table with Nina, Nico’s sister, who had come over to spend some time with you and the baby. The two of you had always been close, and she’d been a wonderful support throughout your pregnancy and the early weeks of motherhood. With the baby napping peacefully in their bassinet, you were sipping on tea and catching up.

“So,” she began, a teasing smile playing on her lips. “How’s everything going now that the little one is here? And I mean everything.”

You raised an eyebrow, pretending not to understand. “Everything?” you echoed innocently, taking a sip of your tea.

She smirked knowingly. “Don’t play coy. I mean… you and Nico. You know, after the baby.”

Your cheeks flushed instantly, and you glanced around to make sure no one else was in earshot. “Oh my God, do we really have to talk about this?” you whispered, though you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Of course we do,” she said, leaning closer with a conspiratorial grin. “Come on, you can trust me. I’m your sister-in-law, practically your partner-in-crime.”

You hesitated for a moment, but the truth was, you did trust her. She was the kind of person who could turn even the most awkward topics into something casual and easy. Finally, you sighed and admitted, “Okay, fine. Oh my god, I can’t believe I am saying this, okay… We did it…..for the first time…. since the birth. Few nights ago.”

Her eyes widened, and she leaned back in her chair, a wide grin spreading across her face. “Oh, wow! And…? How was it? Was it weird? Or was it… you know… good?”

You felt your face heat up even more, but her curiosity and enthusiasm made you laugh. “It was… good,” you said honestly, a soft smile tugging at your lips. “Nico was so sweet. He was really nervous about it, but we took it slow. He kept checking in the whole time, and it just felt… right. Like we were reconnecting after everything.”

Her expression softened, and she reached across the table to squeeze your hand. “That’s so sweet. He’s such a softie when it comes to you—I love that.”

“Yeah, he really is,” you said, your heart warming at the thought of him. “It wasn’t just about the physical part, you know? It felt like this new chapter for us, as parents but still as a couple. Like we’re figuring it all out together.”

She nodded, her smile turning a little mischievous. “And now that you’ve broken the ice, do you think it’s going to be back to normal soon? Or is it still baby steps?”

You laughed, shaking your head. “I think it’ll be baby steps for a while. But that’s okay. We’re in no rush.”

“Well, if anyone can balance a new baby and keeping the romance alive, it’s you two,” she said with a wink. “Just don’t forget to take care of yourselves as much as you take care of that little one.”

Her words stuck with you, and as the two of you continued chatting, you felt grateful to have someone like her in your corner—someone who understood, supported you, and could make even the most awkward conversations feel normal.

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Later that evening, Nico returned home after running a few errands, looking relaxed and happy to be back. You were in the living room, rocking the baby in your arms, when his sister walked in from the kitchen with a sly grin on her face. You didn’t think much of it until she stopped in front of Nico, her hands on her hips.

“So,” she began dramatically, her grin widening, “I heard you two finally broke the dry spell.”

You froze, your cheeks instantly flushing a deep red. “Oh my God,” you blurted, glaring at her. “You didn’t!”

Nico’s eyebrows shot up, and his face turned pink as he whipped his head toward you. “Wait, what? You told her?” he asked, his voice a mix of surprise and embarrassment.

“She asked!” you said defensively, though you couldn’t stop the nervous laughter bubbling out of you. “And I thought I could trust her.”

“Oh, come on,” his sister said, waving her hand dismissively. “It’s not like I’m telling the whole world. Just curious.” She batted her eyelashes mockingly, clearly enjoying herself.

Nico groaned, running a hand over his face. “I can’t believe we’re talking about this,” he muttered, shooting you a mock glare. “You told her?”

“She’s your sister!” you said with a shrug, trying to defend yourself but failing to suppress your grin. “It’s not like I told a stranger.”

“Well, now she’s never going to let this go,” he grumbled, glaring playfully at his sister. “Do you have to tease me about everything?”

“Yes,” she said confidently, crossing her arms. “Especially when it’s this entertaining.”

Nico shook his head, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward despite his embarrassment. “You’re impossible,” he muttered, before turning back to you. “And you… we’re going to have a long talk about oversharing.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, your cheeks still flushed. “I’ll try to keep my secrets next time,” you teased.

Nico rolled his eyes but leaned down to kiss your forehead anyway, his affection cutting through his faux annoyance. “You’re lucky I love you,” he said softly, before glancing back at his sister. “And you—stay out of our business.”

“Not a chance,” she said, winking at you as she walked past. “But don’t worry, I won’t share any details with Mom and Dad… for now.”

You groaned, burying your face in your hands as Nico laughed, shaking his head at his sister’s antics. Despite the teasing, the lighthearted moment reminded you just how close and supportive his family was—and how lucky you were to be a part of it.

[emmyrosee]

Someone tells Atsumu/Kaminari/Chifuyu/Bachira that the baby can hear them before they're born and now they have whole conversations with your belly because there is no world where that baby comes out not knowing their Dad's voice.

THIS IS THE CUTEST THING IVE EVER READ-

Like he comes home after a long day, and the minute his eyes fall on you, you feel the smile curling onto his cheeks. He drops his keys on the table and makes a beeline for you, gently guiding you into a kiss on the lips where you mewl and accept happily. “Hey, angel.”

“Hey, baby,” you whisper back, voice dripping like syrup from the love laced with it.

And without a second to spare, he crouches down and cradles your belly in his hands, pressing a little kiss to it, “hey angel number two.”

You giggle softly and card a hand through his hair, “you stink.”

“I know,” he chuckles. “But I can’t come home and not say hello to my favorite people first.” With that, he stands up and kisses you again before making his way to the bathroom to shower.

After his shower is done, he wastes no time in sitting you down on the couch (flashing you the most lethal set of puppy eyes to coax you into doing so) then lay his head in your lap and gently talk to your baby. His lips occasionally press against your skin, causing goosebumps to raise slightly, but you don’t dare shiver, in worry of disrupting him.

He closes his eyes and lets all his words flow out, every thought and event that happened today being whispered softly into your skin. You gently card his hair with your fingers, letting him do his thing happily.

“Gonna make me fall asleep,” he murmurs, and you chuckle easily. “I’m discussing things with my baby, I can’t be falling asleep.”

“Not my fault you’re too cute right now,” you hum.

“What if when they come out, they ask me about what happened today, and all I can tell them is I fell asleep on your lap? Hmm?”

You gently stroke his cheek with your thumb, “if this baby comes out and immediately asks you what you did on this exact day, I think I’d be more impressed than anything.”

“Stranger things have happened,” he assures.

[insomniadreamzz]

OK OK OK FOLLOWING THE PREGNANCY STORYLINE LETS IMAGINE ISHA IS HERE A CUTE FLUFFY THING WITH EITHER ISHA MEETING THE BABY OR FINDING OUT READER IS PREGNANT AND THAT SHES GONNA BE A BIG SIS

Our family

Jinx x Fem!Reader ft. Isha (plus a little bonus with Sevika)

Fluff

A continuation from the fic „My Everything“ https://www.tumblr.com/insomniadreamzz/772011828255621120/hey-how-are-you-i-wanted-to-request-gp-jinx-x

You still remember when Isha found out she gonna be a big sister, the way her eyes were literally glowing with happiness. Isha was mute but she expressed her happiness clearly, already doing little doodles of her and her sister together with you and Jinx. The way she put her little head on your baby bump to feel her sister kick, it was just too cute.

Jinx already set up some stuff for the little one, making sure youre gonna have everything you needed when the baby will arrive and soon it happened.

You can still remember how Jinx held your hand and never left your side. Singed, the only doctor here in Zaun also made an appearance to make sure everything went well. He wasn’t used to be part of something like that very often but he was glad he could help you out in that situation. Jinx kisses on your forehead and the way she encouraged you during that hard time, it was still stuck in your head how gentle and loving she can be and then it happened. When you first heard your little one cry, both of you shed tears of happiness, feeling relieved that everything went good. It was a little girl.

When you both got back home after that, Jinx immediately ushered you to bed, figuring you must be tired as you had your newborn in your arms, Jinx never leaving your side.

„Look how cute she is…our little one…“ She cooed, holding you close as she admired your daughter, making you smile so happily. „Of course she is, she is ours.“ You mentioned, looking into your girlfriend’s eyes. „What should we name her?“ You asked and Jinx already got an idea, something that she was thinking about for a longer time now since she knew you are pregnant.

„Powder.“ Jinx said, making your eyes widen in confusion, knowing it was Jinx‘s actual name. „Powder?“ You asked, Jinx nodding in response. „Yes. I want to have a good connection to that name now. Every time I hear it I have to think about myself when I was younger and…certain things happened but I want to forget that. I want to be happy hearing the name Powder and not feel triggered anymore by that name. She will be a better Powder, not like me. I am Jinx now, Powder died in me but we can make her be a better Powder than I was.“ You heard her voice crack a little, seeing little tears running down her cheeks. This really meant a lot to Jinx, you knew it. „Then she will be Powder.“ You agreed with her, using your free hand to caress her back gently, getting back her attention towards you. „Thank you my love.“ She said before placing a little kiss on your lips.

The moment got interrupted by little footsteps, it was Isha who curiously walked up to you, Jinx shifting to make space for Isha between you both. „Isha! Come here, say hello to your little sister.“ Jinx said, letting the girl slip beside you as she looked at the little one with wide happy eyes, her small hand gently touching Powder as if welcoming her.

„Now you are a big sister. You can show her everything when she gets a little bigger, cool right?“ You said, Isha nodding at your words, feeling really happy to be a big sister now plus she was excited to have someone to play with in the future as well.

You talked a little more this evening until all of you just fell asleep. Powder on your chest and Isha sleeping between you and Jinx, all cuddled up in one bed. It was a very peaceful moment. Jinx slept for the first time very happily and calm, the voices in her head not bothering her at all. She was truly happy for the first time and she won’t let anyone destroy this happy life she had.

The next morning Sevika was on her way to Jinx’s hideout, it’s been a while since she showed up, probably hanging around in the Last Drop or doing her usual work. Sevika knew Jinx from when Silco took her with him so she felt like she had to look for her every now and then, making sure Jinx was alright.

„Jinx where the fuck are-…“ She started but stopped immediately in her tracks as she saw Jinx holding a baby while you and Isha were still sleeping cuddled up together. „Where did that baby come from?“ She asked with a raised eyebrow, not trusting this situation for now.

„That’s my daughter which came right out of my girlfriend if you want to know.“ Jinx replied with her usual sassy behavior. Sevika didn’t want to know any more details, shaking it off as she stepped closer to Jinx, having a closer look at the baby. „That’s…really yours?“ She asked again, being a little bit shocked, Jinx nodding in response. „Yep! Does auntie Sevika want to say hello to little Powder? Or are you gonna chicken out?“ Obviously Jinx had to tease Sevika but the older woman didn’t let her make her annoyed as she just nodded. Jinx helped Sevika to hold Powder with her arm, the baby looking even smaller in her strong arm. „There you go.“

Sevika stared at the baby with a unusual soft gaze. „Aw…did you just say auntie Sevika?“ She asked to be sure. „Of course! You’re the only one left who’s like a family to me after Silco died.“ Jinx became soft as she said that, thinking it was about time to speak the truth to Sevika, making the other womans eyes water a little. „Silco would be so happy and proud of you Jinx.“ Sevika mentioned, making Jinx almost cry but she held back her tears. Instead a little tear rolled down Sevika‘s cheek. „Are you crying?“ Jinx tilted her head as she gazed at Sevika who just shook her head. „No I am not.“ She said, making Jinx chuckle in response. „Damn you are a bad liar.“

And with that both started chuckling.

[wings-of-ink]

What time is it? Yes, another NSFW ask! 😋

First of all, 'Steel Chair Anon,' I'm dead 😭. I guess that's gonna be my nickname from now on.

Second, happy to serve your horny minds, guys (actually me too 😭 so 'our horny minds' then) and yes, thanks to Lunan for making sure we were being fed. FYI, I devoured it and left no crumbs 🤠.

Enough babbling, more questioning.

As always, I don't know if this has been asked before or not, but how would each ROs react being woken up from sleep by MC in a very NSFW way? Like maybe using some good ol' oral sex or just straight up putting their—(beep-beep)? 😀 *innocent smile*

LOL I'd say it's a nickname well-earned! 🪑

I am happy to have fed you, Nony!

Now...for your answers...I may have put another little teaser here, lol.

Oswin:

He mumbles in his sleep as you fiddle with his linen pants. Wrestling it from the waistband may be difficult if you aren't quick. You smile as you marvel at his sensitivity.

This is the morning you make good on your flirtatious threats to wake him in the best way. He's been a good boy and deserves a treat - and so do you.

His breathing is more rapid as you finally pull him free of his pants; he's hot and more than half-hard in your hands already. Oswin writhes in his sleep and you hear your name drip from his lips. You must be making him dream...

You start with one long, slow swipe of your tongue and he moans in response. His hands grip the bedding, and you fear he will already wake. You kiss about the tender flesh, licking and sucking to make him squirm until he's groaning your name over and over in his sleep.

Watching his face, you line up and sink him fully into your mouth until he hits your throat. He wakes with a gasp, mouth hanging open as he pants and stares down at you.

You feel like a fish at the end of a hook, the bait lodged in your throat.

As Oswin finally understands what's going on, he doesn't say a word. You wiggle your tongue a bit as you drool over him, trying your best to be good and hold him in. His eyes narrow as he brings his hand to the back of your head.

Zahn: The odds of both Zahn and MC having this idea at the same time are higher than you might think, lol. They'd love it and they'd love to reciprocate.

Duri: They're pretending to still be asleep while MC gets to it.

Rune: Normally they're a bit groggy in the morning, so this is a refreshing way to get the blood flowing. Since MC has started this, even after they wake, they're going to let MC have the stage so they can admire every move they make.

???: MC does this once and then after, he's always pretending to be asleep at random times...

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

Forced Vacation- Part 3

Part 2

Hero felt so sleepy after lunch that they were sure Villain must have drugged them again. Everything had tasted so good, and Hero’s eyes had been bigger than their stomach. Villain slid over a bowl of passionfruit sorbet and Hero groaned. It looked so good, but they were so full, and so sleepy…

“Too tired to eat, hm?” Villain smirked.

“I don’t wanna waste it though,” Hero argued pitifully.

Villain waved over a henchman, who took the sorbet away.

“Don’t worry about it, you can have some later if you’d like,” they said, getting up.

Hero folded their arms on the table, then rested their head on them.

“Come on, sleepyhead,” Villain said, hoisting Hero to their feet, “the table is no place for a nap.”

Villain led Hero away from the patio while some henchmen cleaned up. They brought them back into the bedroom and patted the mattress. Hero obliged, laying right down on top of the comforter.

“There now,” Villain said, “you take a little rest.”

“Hmm,” Hero mumbled, halfway gone already.

Hero drifted off just as Villain draped a light blanket over them.

…

Hero woke up about two hours later. They opened their eyes, unsure what dimension they were in.

“Good afternoon, darling,” Villain greeted.

“Mm… what year is it?” Hero asked groggily.

“Oh, it’s still very much the year you fell asleep in, our robot overlords haven’t quite taken over yet,” Villain joked.

Hero sat up, stretching. Their hair was a tangly mess, and the blanket was twisted up around their legs. Hero had slept like a starfish. Villain gazed at them with a fondness that took Hero by surprise.

“Shall we get you fixed up for the spa?” Villain asked.

They approached Hero and took their hand, helping them up and leading them to a vanity.

“Spa?”

Villain sat Hero down and picked up a hairbrush.

“Yes, you of all people could do with a massage and a soak in the hot tub, believe me.”

Villain started to brush Hero’s hair, working the tangles out as gently as they could. When their hair was all sorted out, they braided it, working in tropical flowers here and there. Villain finished with a hair tie that matched Hero’s outfit.

“You’re blushing,” Villain noted.

Hero looked up to see Villain staring at them in the mirror. Sure enough, their cheeks were tinged a deep pink.

“It’s just a sunburn,” Hero lied.

“Ha! Not on my watch it isn’t,” Villain said, “I made sure to lather you up with sunscreen every two hours on the dot.”

…

Hero received a hot stone massage, followed by a coconut body scrub, and finished by getting in the nearby hot spring with Villain. They sighed in relief. The last bit of tension in their body melted away as the hot water did its work.

“I love you,” Hero sighed.

“Hm? What was that?” Villain asked.

Hero froze.

“Uh, I love food,” Hero said quickly, “and swimming, and island getaways.”

Villain smiled, a lopsided grin that made Hero’s heart beat rapidly in their chest.

“I do it all for you, my darling Hero,” they said.

Hero wasn’t sure how long Villain intended to keep them here, but for the first time since being taken, they didn’t mind at all.

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[airybcby]

Hello! I just read your “but my luck couldn't get any worse” and I’m obsessed with the crossover idea!

I would like to suggest Nagi with 🍓🍫

And if you cant get to it that’s totally okay ! I will be reading all the other ones anyways 🩵🥰

hi hi!!

a nagi seishiro chocolate covered strawberry :)

જ⁀♡⊹｡° hang up, give up

♡ a/n — for my more than a married couple event !

♡ content — nagi seishiro x gn! reader, gn! reader, i leaned very heavy into nagi being lazy, pls know ik there's more to his character but this made the story flow better, unrequited love, reo mentioned a lot, reo has slight feelings for reader, reader kinda likes reo, mentions of nagi being unhelpful

♡ synopsis — nagi seishiro wasn't known for being the most productive person, but even your feelings for him can't stop you from wondering what life would be like if you were paired with someone else

You didn’t expect much when your name showed up next to Nagi Seishiro’s on the list of marriage simulation pairs.

If anything, it felt like a cruel joke.

Nagi wasn’t someone who made an effort in relationships—platonic or otherwise. You’d known that for years. And yet, despite everything, you’d fallen for him. Slowly. Hopelessly.

He’d always been so unattainable, a puzzle you could never solve.

So when the simulation started, you tried to convince yourself it didn’t mean anything. It was just a program. A grade.

But being in close quarters with him every day made it harder to pretend.

Nagi wasn’t exactly the ideal partner.

He spent most of his time sprawled on the couch, scrolling through his phone or playing video games.

“You don’t have to do anything for this to work,” he said once, when you suggested setting up a schedule for chores. “We can just...exist. Isn’t that easier?”

You bit your tongue, unwilling to start an argument.

It was so typically Nagi—avoiding effort at all costs. And yet, you couldn’t stop the small flicker of hope in your chest.

Maybe this was your chance to finally break through his walls.

One afternoon, Reo stopped by to check in.

He’d been your friend for as long as you could remember, always lingering on the periphery of your relationship with Nagi.

“Still alive?” he teased, leaning against the doorframe with a smirk.

“Barely,” you muttered, glancing over your shoulder at Nagi, who was curled up on the couch, half-asleep.

Reo laughed, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “You deserve a medal for putting up with him, you know that?”

You forced a smile, unsure how to respond.

Because lately, you’d started noticing the way Reo looked at you—the way he always seemed to be there when you needed someone.

And it terrified you.

The turning point came during one of the simulation’s mandatory couple tasks: a mock date night.

You’d spent the entire afternoon trying to get Nagi to engage, but he’d shrugged off every suggestion you made.

“Can’t we just skip it?” he mumbled, burying his face in a pillow.

“No, we can’t,” you snapped, frustration boiling over. “This is important, Nagi. Can’t you at least try?”

He sighed, sitting up slowly. “Fine. Whatever you want.”

But his indifference stung more than you cared to admit.

Reo was the one who noticed your mood the next day.

“You okay?” he asked, catching you in the hallway after class.

“Yeah,” you said quickly, avoiding his gaze. “Just tired.”

But Reo didn’t buy it.

“Hey,” he said softly, stepping closer. “You don’t have to stress out about him. If you ever help to get him to start doing things, I’m here.”

For a moment, you felt a pang of something warm and unfamiliar—comfort, maybe.

And it scared you. Because no matter how kind Reo was, your heart still belonged to Nagi.

As the weeks went on, your feelings for Nagi only grew more complicated.

There were moments when he seemed almost...present. Like when he helped you carry groceries up to the apartment without being asked, or when he casually draped a blanket over your shoulders during a movie night.

But those moments were fleeting, drowned out by his usual apathy.

And through it all, Reo remained a constant presence in your life, always there to pick up the pieces when Nagi let you down.

On the final night of the simulation, you found yourself alone with Nagi in the living room, the silence stretching between you like an unspoken truth.

“You’ve been quiet lately,” he said, his voice soft.

You hesitated, unsure of how to respond.

“I’m just...tired,” you admitted finally. “This whole thing—it’s been a lot.”

Nagi frowned, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t mean to make it harder for you.”

For a moment, you thought he might say more. That he might finally acknowledge the connection you’d been chasing all this time.

But instead, he stood up, yawning. “I’m going to bed. Night.”

And just like that, the moment was gone.

When the simulation ended, you packed up your things and said goodbye to Nagi without looking back.

Reo was waiting for you outside, his expression a mix of concern and something else you couldn’t quite place.

“You could have asked for help with him. I know he's kinda hard to deal with. ” he said again, his voice steady.

And for the first time, you considered the possibility that maybe, just maybe, Reo could be what you needed.

But as you walked away, your heart still ached for Nagi—for the boy who would never love you the way you wanted him to.

And you weren’t sure if you’d ever be able to let him go.

i wrote this very late in the night and idk if i like it

i hope you liked it!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Hey can you do cullens x reader when its readers first time sleeping over at there house and the reader kicks and sleep talks in there sleep? x

Pairing: Jasper Hale x human!reader

A/n: I don't do requests as much anymore, but since I'm in the hospital, waiting for surgery, unable to sleep 😅 anyway, it's not some masterpiece, but enjoy

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"Does she always do that?" Emmett raised his eyebrows, a horrified look in his eyes.

"I've never stuck around long enough to notice", Edward notes with a slight frown, looking to Carlisle. "Their thoughts are too...graphic for my taste. And her dream makes her thoughts seem... saintly."

Chuckling, Jasper appears before them. "Are you badmouthing my mate?"

"She's moaning your name", Emmett grimaces. "I'm scarred for eternity."

Jasper smirks. "Imagine what sounds she makes when I'm actually touching her."

"If this is your tactic to chase us out of the house so you can get your dirty hands on Y/N....it's working." Edward admits before disappearing from sight.

"Carlisle, tell him to stop letting mortal women sleep over." Emmett insists, his eyebrows furrowing as he hears Y/N mumble about Jasper's lips.

"I won't forbid his mate from staying here....but we might soundproof his room."

"You know what's the worst part?" Rosalie storms in. "They have barely kissed and we are all listening to her nasty little fantasies."

"Rosalie", Carlisle warns as he sees Jasper's lips press in a thin line.

"I'm that good of a kisser", Jasper boasts proudly. "And if you don't want to listen to her fantasies come to life, you might wanna get out of earshot really, really fast."

"Someone has to stick around in case you decide her blood is sweeter than her moans", Rosalie remarks begrudgingly.

Jasper's smile is replaced with a scowl. "I'd never!" He swallows thickly, "I would rather die than harm a single hair on her head."

"Edward said that and now we have Bella."

Rosalie is right, Jasper realizes. Despite what he believes and wishes, he might never be able to bring Y/N's fantasies to life without him risking her life. And as long as she's not asking to become a vampire, he wouldn't dare. For his sanity, as well as everyone else's.

His human mate is too fragile for all the ways he wants to love her. Every move he makes around her has to be carefully thought out, even the slightest mistake could leave him devastated.

So, when he returns to her side, he lets out a gentle sigh. It's surprising how many human mannerisms he's adopted since she waltzed into his life, every bit of her mirrored in him.

Laying beside her, she kicks his chest and yelps. Waking up, hair disheveled, her eyes meet his golden hues and her lips spread in a warm smile.

"You're here", she mumbles, still half asleep.

"I promised, didn't I?" Jasper pulls her closer. "I'll be here until you say otherwise. Always."

Nuzzling her face in his neck, she relaxes and her breathing evens out.

Pressing a cool kiss to her forehead, Jasper closes his eyes. He might be unable to sleep, but he can still fantasize of a day where he will be able to do more than just peck her lips.

[danacaptus]

YANDERE!READER x VICTIM!KAISER

dark content request, tasing, kidnapping, yandere!reader :o

You had been watching Michael for a very long time. At first, it was innocent: attending all his matches, cheering him on from the stands. But that wasn't enough. Soon, you found yourself sneaking into the lockers, stealing little keepsakes—a towel, a water bottle, anything that had touched his hands. Even that didn’t satisfy the gnawing hunger in your chest. Watching from afar wasn’t enough anymore. You needed him. The real thing.

Tonight was your chance. The practice field was eerily quiet, the floodlights casting long shadows as Michael trained alone. He always stayed late, pushing himself harder than anyone else, and you admired that about him. It was why he was the best, after all! Quietly, you managed slip into the lockers and poured a small vial of clear liquid into his water bottle. Your hands trembled with excitement, your heart pounding so loud you thought he might hear it. Once the deed was done, you hid in the shadows, waiting.

he finished at some point, his footsteps echoed through the empty room as he approached his locker. Michael felt relief at the view of the empty lockers, his teammates could get annoying. He grabbed his bottle, chugging the water with the thirst of someone who had given their all. The drink tasted odd—just a little off—but he shrugged it off and took another sip.

Then, the dizziness hit.

He staggered, blinking rapidly as his vision blurred. “Wha…?” he slurred before his legs gave out beneath him. His body slumped onto the bench, motionless except for the shallow rise and fall of his chest. Obviosly, you didn't lose any time! Imediately tip-toeing to him to make sure he was completely asleep. He looked handsome even in such a state, sweaty, tired and drugged; your couldn't help but feel giddy while dragging him out the lockers and making your way to your car. What a handsome man! You giggled. It took effort to drag his unconscious body to your car, but adrenaline was on your side as you laid him carefully in the back seat.

𓂃 ᡣ𐭩

The room was spinning when his eyes fluttered open, his head heavy and his vision blurry. It took Michael a while to notice that he wasn't in the lockers room, confusion turning into alarm when he noticed he was handcuffed. Before he could even say or think something clearly, you entered in the room─ your cheerful look worried him even more. Who was this weirdo? He was obviously being kidnapped and well─ it was scary, yeah. But he was more angry than anything, what could someone so weak looking do to him? You probably just wanted money. He noticed you had a plate in your hands, it had the delicious food you prepared carefully for him! You tried to give him a spoonful, but he quickly moved his head away.

“Who the hell are you?” he barked, his voice hoarse but filled with anger. “Let me go!”

“Oh, Michael,” you sighed, shaking your head as you approached him. “Don’t be like that. I’ve made this for you.” You held up a spoonful of the carefully prepared meal again, “You need your strength after all that training.”

“Get away from me!” he snapped, twisting in his restraints. His voice grew louder, angrier. “I don’t know what you want, but if it’s money, just—” He was so insistent, he had to eat something after training but he couldn't stop acting stubborn! You just wanted to feed him goodly like he need.

"Stop it, love! Let me just take care of you, i dont want your money" the smile in your face faltered, did you seem the kind of person that would kidnap him for money? He wouldn’t stop yelling, thrashing against the cuffs and calling you every name he could think of. Each insult felt like a dagger, twisting in your chest. Your patience was wearing thin.

“Michael,” you said through gritted teeth, your cheerful mask slipping. “Don’t make me do something I’ll regret.”

“Do your worst, do you think i want someone like you to be my maid? you crazy bit—” His defiance was cut short by the sharp crackle of a taser. The jolt of electricity sent his body convulsing, a strangled scream ripping from his throat. The sound of the taser crackling filled the room, blending with his raw, involuntary screams.

He thought he was too clever, huh? Well, disobedience is not tolerated here! Michael had almost forgot how this kind of pain felt, it made him feel as vulnerable as he felt back then, though more angry. He yelled you to stop, but you couldn't stop; he needed a lesson─ even if it made you kind of sad seeing your love like this!

"No, michael. If you dont obey, i'll have to discipline you!"

You just stopped when he was half-conscious, picking up his limp body from the floor. Gently, you cradled his head in your lap

"I will never let you go. I'll give you the most important things you need, micha!" You caressed the burn mark in his neck 'soothingly' while whispering those sweet nothing at him.

"P-please... Let me go" he managed to plead hoarsely. Wasn't he cute? It made you chuckle, but you also covered his mouth─ he shouldn't beg you to let him go, fate brought you together even though he doesn't understand it. "Hush, darling. You’ll thank me one day."

"I love you... forever" you whispered lovingly. He had to get used to it at some point!

This is my first yandere!reader and i made it for my first requestt so i hope its okay, i was chuckling while writting bc it was like punishing kaiser for hurting poor ness 😔 isagi count your days too :) /jk

[worldly-fluster]

Snapdragon

Dragon!Sylus x Non-MC! Reader

Part 1 of ?

*This will be Non-Canon BTW it starts with Dragon!Sylus and goes into normal Sylus*

Warnings: Blood, cussing...I think that's it lol

**non-mc but will be called MC because it's easier to write than (y/n) every time 👍**

-The Start of Something Normal-

-1st person POV- changes throughout**

Have you ever wondered if there was something...more?

Something other than going to a 9-5 and paying rent with all you earned, there must be something else.

At least I had my games right?

-

Today is weird.

Just weird.

Ever since I woke up from a weird dream, that I can't even remember, I've been randomly smelling flowers.

Checked the LADS game, flowers.

Got ready for work, flowers.

Delt with customers, flowers.

But I'm the only one smelling it?

Maybe it's the stress, I'll just have to take melatonin when I get home.

-

As I walked through the front door of my apartment, coming home after a long day at work, I was greeted by dark silence. I hate living alone...

I sighed as I placed my keys on the shelves by my door and threw my heavy jacket on top of them. I limped slightly into my living room/kitchen, my feet hurting from standing all day. When I reached the couch, my nose was assaulted by the smell of flowers once again causing me to groan.

"What the fuck... Bruh." I plopped down on the cheap leather futon with a weeze, reaching for the bottle of melatonin gummies I threw on there the other night.

Popping two into in my mouth, I grabbed the iPad next to the bottle and opened up the Love and Deepspace app.

I smiled when I saw Sylus show up immediately on the screen, my heart doing a badump as I sang quietly along to the intro.

Finally getting onto the game, I went to the daily login that I forgot to get this morning, ignoring Zayne standing there in his Panda onesie.

After completing the normal, I didn't know what to do, so I went to check the memories. Only then did I remember I never actually watched the new Dragon Sylus cards...

From what I heard about them it seemed traumatizing. But I guess if I had nothing else to do?...I'm gonna regret it aren't I.

The smell of flowers hit my nose again, even stronger than before, when I tapped the first one I saw called 'Abyssal Blossom'.

As the memory loads, the iPad glitches and shuts off. Maybe I forgot to charge it and it died? The smell of flowers is almost overwhelming, as if I'm standing in a field full of them.

I started feeling tired, so tired that I could hardly stand up so I decided to just sleep for a while on the futon. I fell asleep quickly.

-

This dream?...felt familiar...and too real.

The scent of the flowers made more sense here, the field looking familiar...oh its almost exactly like the flower field you can see in one of Sylus' Dragon cards.

What was the name of it again? Abyssal something...

Oh whatever, these flowers are nice. The scent kinda comforts me, almost like a mix of vanilla citrus? With a slight hint of herbal lavender I think... I don't know I'm bad with identifying stuff.

This dream is quite detailed though, the flowers, the dirt, the nice cool breeze and warm rays of sun on my skin...wait, what's that? Looks like something flying in the sky? A big bird maybe...it's coming closer? Oh shit, what the fuck-?!

The air was knocked out of my lungs as I was picked up and yoinked through the air.

"Are you here to try to kill me?"

I blinked up at the...man? Are we flying??

"No?"

I wheezed out my answer, it sounding more like a question in my shock as I clung onto him. The man? narrowed his eyes at me.

Are those red eyes? And horns? Why does he look like Sylus?? Wait, Dragon Sylus???

He seemed to search my face for something, his own relaxing a bit as he found what he was looking for.

"Then why are you in my territory?"

"I don't know, I just woke up here..."

"Woke up here? Who, in their right mind, would come into my territory for any reason?"

"I don't know...I just remember falling asleep at home and waking up in this field. It's beautiful by the way."

"Hm..."

"What should I call you? I'm MC."

"...Stayrus*" (Something that sounds similar lol)

"...How about Sylus?"

"Do what you want. It'll be up to me whether I answer or not."

"So...where are you taking me?"

"To my home, where I will be keeping an eye on you."

"Oh okay."

"Don't get any ideas human. I'm bored and I have been waiting for something interesting."

"I mean, I figured. No one just goes out and picks up a random stranger without being a little bored."

He grunts as he continues flying through the sky.

He brought me to a cave opening at the top of a deep canyon, he sat me down and lightly pushed me inside.

"You will be staying here until I say so."

"Alrighty. Any rules?"

"No...you are oddly okay with this."

"Well," I shrug, "it's either this or fend for myself in an unfamiliar place outside."

-

"Sylus?"

"..."

"Um...Stayraytus??"

"That was terrible."

"Sorry..."

"..." He sighs, "What is it?"

"So...I have zero survival skills...can you teach me how to survive here? Please?"

"...child."

"Yes...sorry."

-

It's been about a week since Sylus, yes he started answering to it, let me stay in his 'home'. He started teaching me some survival things, like how to find food, telling me to ask him first if the thing is edible. Other than that, it was...boring.

In my boredom, while Sylus lay on the cool cave floor surrounded by gold, I started stretching.

Touching my toes, bending to the side, balancing on one foot like a flamingo...you name it, I was trying to do it.

I was in the downward dog position when Sylus spoke.

"What are you doing?"

"...yoga?"

"...yugo."

"Pffft-" I couldn't help but laugh a bit, "it's Yo-gah."

"...why are you doing whatever that's called?"

"It's so my body doesn't get stiff."

"...how old are you?"

"23."

"..."

"...Don't you dare say it."

Sylus grunted as he went back to messing with his golden lamp thing.

After a bit of silence he spoke.

"I'm 27."

I looked up at him in a little surprise.

"Really? You look my age honestly."

"hm."

-

We were sitting by the entrance of the cave, watching the sunset, when Sylus broke the silence.

"Your hair..."

"What's wrong with my hair? Is there knots? I swear I got them all out earlier..."

"No, it's just different."

"What do you mean?"

"everyone I've ever seen had lighter hair...yours is darker. It's...pretty."

My face felt hot as I turned away from him.

"Oh, thank you...no one's said that about me before."

"Why not?"

I shrug.

"I'm sure that you get called pretty, beautiful, every time someone sees you, I mean, you're pretty attractive...I'm going to shut up now..."

There was a bit of silence until he spoke, looking over my face.

"No one has ever called me any of those things before..."

"Oh...well I still think you are. Those people are just blind."

"...Thank you."

I smile at him.

"Any time."

A comfortable silence settled over us but I couldn't take my eyes off of him if I tried. His hair looked so soft and fluffy...

"Hey Sylus?"

"Hm?"

"Can I...touch your hair?"

He looked questioningly at me, one of his brows raised.

"Why?"

"It looks so soft, but you don't need to say yes. I was just curious."

Sylus looked to the side, seeming to think for a moment before he looked down with a small smile, giving a small nod before he lay stretched out and placed his head on my lap, careful of his horns.

I let out an excited hum as I carefully ran my fingers through his hair, my nails slightly scratching his scalp. He grunted, not really used to this type of contact but...he thinks he can get used to this.

Sylus closed his eyes as he felt your hands work their way through his hair, around the base of his horns gently and lightly rubbing behind them in the hard to reach places. His chest felt warm, his heart fluttering as all he could think about were your hands, the warmth of your thighs...

He could definitely get used to this.

-

It seemed winter was fast approaching as the cave seemed to get colder, frost covering the edges of the entrance. I sat snuggled into Sylus' side.

"...What are you doing?"

"It's cold, it's called cuddling for warmth."

"... do as you wish."

His tail gently curled around us, pushing me just a bit closer.

"...it is getting colder out. We'll have to get you something warmer."

"Ah, don't worry about it. You're warm enough so I'll just have to stay right here."

Sylus grunted, his tail wrapping just a bit tighter. Just enough for me to notice.

-

The next day, Sylus was gone for a little while. I had to stay warm by my own makeshift fire, the dry sticks that were just by the edge of the cave entrance being my fuel.

While I waited for Sylus to get back I watched as the smoke went up through a small hole in the ceiling of the cave, wondering, how long have I been here? Where he could have gone? ...how much longer will I be allowed to stay?

After just a few more minutes, I heard the sound of his powerful wings as he landed at the entrance. He was holding a big bundle of... something.

He walked over to me and just, dumped what he was holding onto my head.

"Mph?!"

"This should work."

His tail moved the pile of burning sticks to the side before I could accidentally fall onto it with his gift still suffocating me.

Seeing me still struggling with it, he chuckled and plucked one blanket off my head letting me poke my head out of the pile.

"Guh! Why you do this?"

"English Sweetie."

"What is this?"

"Blankets, for warmth."

"...Thank you Sylus."

"Hm. Now scooch over, I'm cold."

"You're literally a walking furnace?"

"... I'm cold."

"Just say you wanna cuddle."

"...cuddle me."

-

As winter gave way to spring, the flowers started blooming again. The change in temperature seemed to make Sylus stir crazy.

I let out a squeal as his thick tail wrapped around my waist and pulled me along.

"Sylus! No!"

"Sylus yes."

"No!"

"Do you want to see the flowers or not?"

"...fine. But if you drop me, I will haunt you."

-

After a short flight, Sylus landed at the field of flowers he found me in. I looked around, having not had the chance to fully look around before being whisked away, when I saw something that made me gasp.

"Oh! Look, there are Snapdragon's!"

I moved towards them, Sylus staying close to my side.

"What? There aren't any other dragons here."

"No not actual dragons, Sy, they're a type of flower."

I move so he could see it better.

"This is a snapdragon!"

"That looks nothing like a dragon."

"It kinda does, see? This is it's eyes, nose, horns, and this!"

I push the sides of the flower together, making a small opening into the flower.

"Is it's mouth! Cool right?"

"... dragons don't open their mouth just because you touch their cheeks."

"These ones do. Try it! It's fun."

"Fine."

I watched as he moved his claws around the flower, actively trying not to damage it, but failing.

"Sylus you have to be gentle." I giggle as he accidentally crushes the flower between his claws.

"Here, use the pads of your fingers instead."

I hold his hands as I help him gently open the Snapdragon's mouth. His breath seemed to stutter as he let me guide his hands.

"There, you did it!"

"Hmm..."

In a small burst of confidence, I giggle and lift my hands to his face where I gently press on his cheeks.

"Good job!"

His eyes widen slightly and out of reflex, or shock, his mouth slightly opens.

"You know, you're my big Snapdragon."

-

After we made our way back to the cave, I had a thought.

"What if I end up going back some day?"

"Back where?"

"My home, like how I woke up here, will I one day wake up back home?"

Sylus seemed to stiffen a bit as he looked towards me, eyes searching my face.

"...do you want to go back home."

"I don't know, some days I miss home but most days I forget."

"I understand...what if you never go back?"

"Then I hope you'll let me stay?"

"I'll be here."

There is a long comfortable silence as we watch the sunset from the mouth of the cave once again. I took in a big breath of the freshest air I'll ever have and enjoy the moment.

"Sylus? Can you promise me something?"

"What is it?"

"If I do end up leaving somehow, I want you to find things that make you happy, not just surviving but living."

His tail flicks a bit behind us.

"...fine, as long as you promise the same."

-

A few days later we were at the flower field once again.

The sun set and we continued to sit amongst the flowers after a long day of lazing around. The stars slowly came out one by one.

While I watched the stars it reminded me of a song that gets stuck in my head.

"You and I stargazing...intertwining souls..."

I quietly sang, trying not to disturb the quiet night.

While I looked at the stars and the moon that hung beautifully, Sylus looked my way with a slightly raised brow, curious.

"What's that?

He whispered his question, his rough voice surprisingly soft.

I gave a small hum, still looking at the night sky.

"it's a song from my home... sitting here under the stars reminded me of it."

"Hm..."

"You know...the moon is very beautiful tonight."

"...yeah, it is."

He couldn't seem to look away from you, watching the moon and stars that reflected in your eyes.

-

I heard birds chirping as I slowly woke up from a comfortable sleep, feeling warm. I could smell flowers still. I tried to turn but a weight on my side stopped me.

I heard a deep grunt as the weight tightened around me and pulled me closer. A second weight being added onto my legs, seeming to curl around and in between them.

I groggily opened my eyes to be met with a familiar shiny red jewel, just barely grazing my nose. I moved my hands up from their place by my stomach up to the jewel. I leaned my face into the jewel and snuggled closer.

I could feel a soft rumbling coming from the dragon I was cuddled to, having realized it was him from the warmth he gave me.

"It seems we fell asleep..."

His voice was deep from sleep, his clawed hands pulling me closer. The scent of flowers being drowned out by his smell. Scent like a bonfire and leather.

"We're still in the field?"

"Yeah...I didn't want to wake you."

I felt his warm breath on the top of my head, taking in my own scent.

He...he's definitely used to this. He never wants to let you go. You gave him a warmth he thought he would never receive, showed him care and treated him not as the monster everyone screams he is. With you, he's not a Fiend. He's Sylus, your Snapdragon.

-**

It was only a few moments...

That's all it took.

One second, you both were walking through the field towards home when there was a sharp sound. Sylus reacted almost immediately, dodging the claymore that sliced into the dirt where he was just seconds ago.

He barely let out a breathe before the assailant attacked again. He dodged once more before he heard.

"Sylus! Help!"

His head snapped towards the direction of your voice. What he saw made his blood boil. You were being pinned to the ground by a big burly, ugly, man.

"I got you!"

In his moment of distraction, the one attacking him hit him with something like magic. Golden chains wrapped around him, pinning him down. He heard a laugh as a woman walked into his sight, she was a sorceress and she had an overconfident smirk on her face.

"Time to face your fate, Fiend!" She laughed out, "honestly, I thought you were stronger than that. How disappointing."

"Fate?! What fate?!"

Sylus heard you struggling, making him start to struggle as well so he can get you out of here.

"Now now," the sorceress tutted towards him, then turned towards you, "His fate is to die by my claymore. Simple."

"That's his fate?! Bullshit!"

"You can't change fate-"

"Like fuck I will!"

You cut her off, just as you knocked the large man off of you with a quick kick to the groin. When you were free you threw yourself between her and Sylus.

"Just watch me."

You smirked as you watched her eyes widen and she took a step back.

"MC! No!"

Sylus struggled with the golden chains of magic holding him down.

"Don't worry Snapdragon...I got this."

"Stop! This is not-"

"Too late, already did."

-**

I grunt as the claymore goes through my chest, I can feel the intense pain for only a moment before it seems to disappear. The claymore is lodged in my chest, a ringing going through my ears. Sylus' eyes widen as it feels all the air is taken from his lungs when he sees the end of the claymore exit your back.

"MC!"

"Hahaha! Now what are you going to do Fiend?!"

"I'm going to fucking kill you!"

I heard a growl and the sound of something breaking but my mind goes a little fuzzy as a fight rages on, roars of anger and grunts reach my ears along with the sounds of a blade and claws. I could faintly hear the sound of tearing flesh.

All I could do was stare at the claymore still embedded in my chest, my hands too shaky and weak to pull it.

For a moment I thought the last things I would hear was the fight until-

"MC-"

Sylus slides over to me, his bloodied claws gently holding me. His wounds are already healing over as his panicked eyes look me over.

"MC, she's gone, you don't have to worry now. I got you."

"Sy..."

"Shit..." His voice grew hoarse, his eyes and hands shaking slightly as he tried to figure out a way to help. He seemed to find an idea as his brow set in determination.

"We need to resonate, my healing could help you but we need to resonate, now."

I nod slightly and he grabs my hand gently with one of his as his other gently tries to remove the claymore. I could feel his claws shake a little as he closed his eyes but I didn't want to close my eyes yet. I didn't want it to be the last time I did, so I watched as his power and a power I didn't know I had, connected. When I concentrate I can feel his anger, his fear, and something else I couldn't place. I watched as the claymore fell out of sight, his now free hand coming up to cup my face.

He leaned closer, our foreheads lightly touching.

I could almost feel my flesh mend, but the pain was numb to me as I kept my eyes on his face. I saw his brows furrow, his lips thin in what looks like pain-our shared pain, his eyes stayed closed in concentration.

After a moment more, I felt complete. I let out a sigh as the resonation slowly disappeared, my eyes fluttering closed a moment before I fixed them onto him. I watched as his eyes slowly opened, his nose grazing mine as his eyes locked on mine.

"You aren't going anywhere. Not without me. We live together and we die together. Only you can kill me, and I you."

There is a slight glow to his eyes and the gem in his chest as he stares into my eyes, into my soul.

"Sylus-"

"You're stuck with me. Who else will teach me about your home?"

I shake my head with a giggle.

"What would I do without my Snapdragon?"

"Hm..."

"I'd probably die."

He glared at me for even joking about it, his hand gripping mine a little harder. The hand on my cheek pressed against me, forcing my forehead to press onto his a little more.

"Even if I wasn't here, I would do everything to make sure you stay by me."

"That doesn't even make sense." I laugh.

"You know what I mean." He smiles as you bring a hand to his face, rubbing your thumb of his cheek to get some dirt off. He leaned into your touch, his eyes full of warmth as he continued to stare into your eyes.

After a moment I pull away and stand, Sylus standing as well. I look around at the now destroyed field, a pang of sadness hits my heart...

As both of us take in the aftermath, an oddly familiar scent hits my nose...when suddenly my body starts to glow slightly.

"Wait, Sylus what's happening?"

"I don't know, come here."

This feeling I get from the soft glow feels familiar...my eyes widen when I realize, the smell...

"Sylus!"

"MC?!"

We reach out to each other but the moment his clawed hand touches my hand, a bright light shines and I'm gone.

-**

Nothing is left of her as the light completely disappates

"MC?!"

Sylus turns this way and that, wanting- needing to see just a glimpse of her. His tail whipping around wildly as he floats around in a panic, clawed hands reaching for something, anything.

"MC!...Where..."

Sylus stops for a moment, slowly landing on the cold ground beneath him before collapsing to his knees.

He throws his head back as he lets out the most broken yell that could be heard for miles.

He looked to the side when he ran out of breath, his chest heaving as he let out a whimper. He saw that claymore, laying coldly on the dirt. Your blood still covered it, your scent still on it...

A few tears fell from his eyes as he reached out and gripped the handle. He pulled it towards him, curling around it slightly on the ground.

He lay there for what felt like forever to him, in the very flower field he met you...the flowers mostly crushed by the ambush of the sorceress that was sent to kill him with this very claymore.

When he finally had the energy to move, he went back to your shared cave, claymore in hand. Seeing the entrance made his flight stutter, knowing you won't be there to welcome him home...

He landed at the opening, he stepped heavily inside.

He saw your pile of blankets, the small fire pit you built, the little trinkets you collected from his horde that he let you have...

He stabbed the claymore into his old sleeping place then made his way towards the small stream that runs through the edge of the cave. He used the water from the steam to clean the blood off of him, yours, his, that damned sorceress...

After he was cleaned and dried off with the cloth you used to use, he made his way to your pile of blankets.

Sylus collapsed into them, burying himself in your scent, a wine leaving his throat as he held tightly onto what was left of you.

The dragon is lost without his master...

[cafem3wcuryy]

౨ৎ ━━━ HURT

req from anon: I always see oikawa x reader and the reader is almost always slapping the poor boy 😭 imagine oikawa flinches as the reader does it too much or his exgirlfriens did it a lot and reader comforts him or maybe he break down 🤷🏽‍♀️🫠

━ character: oikawa tooru

━ sum: when a simple gesture can reveal so much about a person.

━ tw: mentions of violence

lowercase intended

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it was another lazy day for you and tooru. tooru didn't have anything planned for today nor did he have anything planned for yesterday, leaving the two of you to finally be able to spend time with one another. you guys didn't have anything planned for the day due to tooru's request for the two of you stay in the comfort of your shared home.

it was almost nine pm, and the two of you were watching a romance movie. tooru had been fighting off his exhaustion, and every once in a while, you would catch him dozing off. smiling to yourself, you shook your head, deciding to let him doze off as you continued to watch the movie.

once the movie had finally ended, you looked over to your sleeping boyfriend who was sat back, with his fist holding up his head. shaking your head, questioning how he is able to sleep in such uncomfortable positions, you got up, standing in front of him.

softly shaking his body, he stirs, eyes slowly opening. as he began to gain consciousness, you stretched your arms out in front of you.

"holy-!" tooru's voice rose slightly in shock, as he put his arms out in front of him, his hands protecting his face.

jumping in place, you quickly turned around, thinking he flinched at something that was behind you. seeing nothing behind you, you looked at your boyfriend in disbelief.

"are you okay?" you asked him, in which he nods his head, his eyes slightly wide and his breath slightly uneven.

"i thought you were about to hit me." tooru responds, his voice slightly groggy. he sat up, running his hands over his face.

"what? tooru, why would i hit you?" you questioned him, eyes soft.

shaking his head, he stands up, kissing the top of your head. "sorry, i know you wouldn't. it was a reflex."

"did your ex-girlfriends hit you a lot or something?" you asked, looking up at him, with a frown.

"yes and no?" his tone unsure. "well i got hit a lot when i would fall asleep and they would get mad."

"jesus christ, tooru." you shook your head, softly tugging his arm to your shared bedroom as he followed. "thank god you aren't with them anymore. poor baby, i wouldn't dare hit you because you fell asleep because you work so hard. i wouldn't dare hit you. period."

tooru's eyes softened as you continued to ramble on all the way to the bedroom. you continued to ramble on as the two of you got into bed.

"baby, shh." tooru cut you off from your rant, bringing your body closer to his, his head on your chest. his body immediately relaxed as you started running your fingers through his brown locks. soon he was beginning to fall asleep.

"i love you, tooru. please don't ever think i would put my hands on you to harm you in anyway." you spoke softly. "i wouldn't hit you for being tired either, okay?"

"i know, baby. i was just caught off guard. i love you, so much." tooru sleepily spoke, his words slightly slurring. "i love you."

notes:

slightly proofread

i hope this was to ur liking anon 😭 requests are open!

[butlervibesonly]

HI GIRL! Omg I love all of your fics and I would love you to write something about Austin arriving from filming, and reader welcomes him at the airport after being separated for so long. She eventually makes some kind welcoming party or smth! PLEASE AND THANK YOU! 💗

𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 | Austin Butler

• NOTE: Hi and thank u! 🫶🏼 What a wonderful idea and I had so much fun writing this! Also for the rest of y’all; my requests are open and I welcome every idea!

• PAIRING: Austin Butler x female reader

• WARNINGS: like a lot of fluff, and slight flirting in the end

You are at the arrival terminal, watching people pass by. Austin is arriving today after being away for two months, filming. It’s almost impossible for you to say how much you missed him, how much those two months felt lonely without him.

You take a look at the board to see the planes arrivals as you finally see that Austin’s plane has landed. You feel the excitement tingling through your body, can’t wait to hug him tightly again. Standing up from the seat you walk closer for him to notice you.

When people start to walk out with suitcases and bags your heart starts to beat a little faster, knowing you’re about to see Austin soon. You check every single person just to make sure you don’t miss him walking by. And how could you miss your boyfriend passing by?

Your eyes land on him - he’s wearing sweatpants and hoodie. He always wears something comfortable when traveling. When Austin’s eyes find you, his face immediately switches to the biggest smile you have seen. His eyes lights up, sparkling with excitement.

You can't take it anymore and you run towards him. As soon as you’re near you jump into his arms, wrap your legs around his waist, not caring about who's looking at you or who recognizes Austin and you, or not. “Oh baby, I missed you so much.”

Austin breathes out, wrapping his arms around you tightly. You hide your face into the crook of his neck and smell in his cologne. Oh, how you missed that. “I missed you too a lot!” Your fingers caress through his hair, kissing his lips.

“Baby, you had absolutely no idea - I was like tortured being without you.” Austin says, cupping your cheeks as you stand down again. “You tell me that, the house was so empty without you and I felt like the loneliest person alive.” You make Austin smile and he hugs you again.

“Don’t worry, I will not leave you again, not for a long time,” Austin presses a kiss on your lips, so softly and gently. It feels like a heaven to feel his lips kissing you again. He takes your hand in his, grabbing his suitcase. “How was your flight?” you ask, walking towards the entrance of the airport.

“Exhausting! I felt like the time wasn’t even moving as much as I counted every minute until this moment.” he explains, holding your hand more tightly. “Let’s go home now, shall we?”

“Definitely.” you smile at him as you guys walk to the parking lot, where Austin’s car is. He left his car keys to you, so that you can travel while he was gone, and as much as you love driving, you enjoy being his passenger princess.

You give him the keys, and Austin opens the car door for you. “Ma’am,” he gestures and you nod gladly. It’s such a wonderful feeling to have him back. You are used to Austin being away, but two months has been really challenging for both of you. You normally travel to the filmings with Austin but due to your busy schedule you decided to stay at home and wait for him to come back.

“I have a little surprised for you at home.” you say as he starts the engine. “Oh do you?” he smirks. “And what is that little surprise, honey?”

“I won’t tell you! If I do, it wouldn’t be a surprise no more..” you say jokingly, and watch Austin steering the wheel. His hands look so good being all muscular. You missed him way too much. Even tho the both of you FaceTimed each other almost every night, the feeling of going sleep with an empty side beside you was the worst.

“Y’know I missed you that much I was falling asleep hugging your pillow? It smells like you and I couldn’t help.” you say all of sudden and Austin glances at you. A smile appears on his lips. “Sounds like something you would do, honey.”

“But that’s not all. I might or might not stole one of your shirt to sleep in…” you admit shyly. If you love something it’s definitely sleeping in his clothes. You love it since day one actually - when you slept at Austin’s place for the first time before the two of you bought your own house, you forgot your pajamas and he offered you one of his shirts.

“Well, I hope it was not my favorite white one?” Austin raises an eyebrow, his sight on the road again. You chuckle “Umm… Would you be mad if I’ll say yes?”

Austin laughs, his hand landing on your tight. “Of course no! How could I be mad at you?” At that you just smile. As the two of you drive home, enjoying the embrace of each other even in silence.

As Austin pulls up to your home, you bit your lip, trying to contain your excitement. He steps out of the car, opens the door for you again and takes out his suitcase. “Close your eyes, baby,” you say, taking Austin’s hand and he follows you up the path. You unlock the door, taking a deep breath to steady yourself before gently pushing it open.

You slowly lead him to the living room that is joined with kitchen and he opens his eyes. As soon as he notices the balloons, his eyes sparkle with gratitude. “Welcome home, love,” you say softly,

His face lits up, a slow smile spreading as he turns to you, eyes filled with almost tears. “You did all this… for me?”

You nod, your cheeks flushing. “I wanted to make tonight special. You’ve been away for so long, and I’ve missed you like crazy.”

Austin sets his suitcase down and pulls you into a tight embrace, resting his chin on the top of your head. “You didn’t have to… This is perfect. More than perfect, Y/n. Thank you.”

“Wait, there’s more, actually,” you warn him, grinning as you pull away and lead him towards the dining table. “I actually made you your favorite meal, bought some wine…”

Austin laughs lightly, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’ve really thought of everything, haven’t you?”

“Well, you deserve it,” you say, your voice soft. “I know how hard you’ve been working, and I wanted to remind you how much I love you.”

Austin sits down, and you pour the wine to his and your glass. As you prepare the food, Austin follows you with his eyes, his heart melting from the fact he’s finally back home. And home is where you are with him.

“There you go,” you pass him the plate and he looks almost mesmerized. “You know a way to man’s heart, baby.” Austin chuckles and you both start eating.

The night passes in a mix of laughter, food that you made, and quiet, stolen moments. You talked for hours, talking about Austin’s filming, the weight of the distance that separated you melting away with each passing second.

“This is exactly where I want to be,”Austin whispers, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Home. With you.” he takes your hand in his. “But I would still like to enjoy some things I missed so much while being away.”

“And what is that, honey?” you ask, smirking. Austin smiles with the biggest grin. “I want to enjoy you,” he smirks and you know where he is leading to. “I missed you way too much, sweetheart, and now that I have you all for myself, I will not leave it just like that.”

[witchygagirlwrites]

Broken Bonds-Part 24

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader, Jay Halstead x Reader

Mouse gets ready to head to Georgia for marshal training while you try to find a balance with Jay

Tuesday morning you weren’t sure how you would’ve managed getting up and facing the day if you hadn’t rolled over to Stella fast asleep in the bed next to you. Kelly had gone and retrieved  her overnight bag and uniform without question when she’d told him to, the only thing he’d said when he came back to drop it off was when he pulled you into a hug and reminded you “No matter what I’m backing you just as much as I back Stella. You became my sister the day I married her”

At the moment you felt so alone in your damn head but you knew you weren’t. Even taking Mouse or Jay out of the equation you were so far from alone. The idea of Mouse leaving in two short days had your heart twisting. You knew it was for training, you knew he had to go and that he’d talk to you as much as he could and that he’d fly back whenever he could but what if he decided you’d put him through enough?

Stella had given you a recap of dinner once you calmed down, she told you all about her conversation with Mouse. “That man..honeybee it would take death to keep him from coming home to you and even then they better make sure they dig a little deeper than usual if they don’t want him trying to find a way back”

You believed her, you knew Mouse loved you just as much as you loved him but every bad thought about yourself was circling like vultures waiting to feast on the carcass of your psyche.

“Honeybee” you cut your eyes up to see Stella was awake and staring at you with a small smile. “I’m ok Stel” you promised and she shook her head, reaching a hand up to push your hair back from your face “No, you’re not. I can see that brain of yours overthinking. I can’t let you walk into the twenty first if your mind isn’t in the moment. It’s dangerous babe. I need you in one piece, Addy needs you in one piece and like it or not there’s two former army rangers who very well may burn Chicago to ash if something happens to you”

You shook your head “I’d never walk into anything if my mind isn’t in the moment. I wouldn’t risk it on Addy’s sake alone” she nodded “Good, I’m still texting Hailey. I won’t tell her what’s going on but I will tell her to keep an eye on you” you laughed lightly “The men hurt me so you’re calling in wifey?” she grinned “Exactly. Now let’s get up and get dressed. We got enough time I can buy you and baby girl breakfast before we meet Jay for drop off”

You nodded “Sounds good” and tossed the blanket off of you both. She laughed, poking at your hair “And I’ll put a braid in this cause it looks a little rough” 

Addy was doing her best to sing along with the radio along with you and Stella as you pulled into the daycare parking lot. The babbling was the most adorable thing you’d ever heard and just what your heart needed. “There’s Jay” Stella said and you cut your eyes up to see he was leaning against the side of his truck and there was an empty space next to him.

You took a deep breath as you pulled into the space and parked. “I’ll be right back” you told Stella who nodded “I’ll be right here if you need me” You got out and started to walk around to Addy’s door so Jay pushed off his truck to walk towards you “Morning” you greeted and he nodded “morning”

You opened her door and leaned in with a smile “Hey baby girl, look its daddy” “Where’s my sweet girl?” he spoke and her feet started kicking along with her babbling da. “Dada is gonna be first” he said and you shook your head “Nope, mama is first” 

You unbuckled her and ran your fingers over the little braid Stella had put in her hair after she’d done yours. “Morning Jay” Stella called, looking over her shoulder. He nodded “Morning Stella” he cut his eyes at you and you knew he was probably wondering why you’d bought your big sister to drop off.

You put her on your hip then nodded to him “Grab her bag?” He picked up her diaper bag and told Stella bye before closing the door and following you across the parking lot.

“So, you need an escort to drop our daughter off?” he asked in a voice that was barely above a whisper. You shook your head “Jay, please. Can we sign her in first?” He opened the door and held it open for you to duck under his arm. 

You walked in with Addy and spotted Chloe. “Look baby! It’s Mrs Cruz!” Addy started reaching for her and Chloe smiled “My favorite little detective” “Don’t let Stel or Kelly hear that. They’re determined for her to be a smoke eater” you laughed and she shook her head “Both her parents are detectives. I’d say that’s a better chance” 

You handed Addy over and pressed a kiss to her head “I love you baby” then Jay pressed a kiss to her head and handed Chloe the diaper bag. “Who's doing pickup?” she asked and you raised a hand “It’ll probably be me unless Stel has to come for any reason but if anything changes we’ll text” “Ok. Have a good day and stay safe”

“Thank you ma’am” you told her with a smile. Jay thanked her too and you both headed out. The moment you stepped out the door you turned to look at Jay “Stella came over last night. I was upset, she didn’t want to leave me alone so she stayed. I’m taking her to work then coming in. Didn’t realize I had to report my sister staying with me”

His shoulders dropped “Look, I’m sorry. Ok? I’m not trying to be an ass here” you cut your eyes at your jeep and saw that Stella was watching the two of you, of course she was. She was ready to intervene. You turned your attention back to Jay. The dark circles under his eyes probably matched your own “I know Jay but we have to figure this out, for our daughter and our unit. We have a lot of people who need us to get along, so much has happened and I know you don’t believe it but I do love you” he nodded slowly “Just not like you love him” you looked away from him, blinking fast to not let any tears fall “Would you have rather me lied to you? To tell you I didn’t feel the way I feel about him?” 

“I would’ve rather you at least broke things off with us before you fucked him” You weren’t sure what signaled Stella but she was out of the jeep and to your side before anything else could be said. Her arm slipped around your shoulders and she stared Jay down “Ok kids, back to your corners. For one you’re in front of your daughter's daycare. Remember her? My niece, an adorable little thing. Both of your entire reasons for breathing?”

You and Jay both nodded so she smiled, waving at a parent that walked by “For two, you’re detectives with the CPD. Professionals in the same unit.Bury this so neither of you have to face your daughter one day and explain why the other isn’t here. This is an off the clock thing, agreed?” “Agreed” “Agreed” you and Jay both said.

She nodded “Jay, you’re hurt I get it but man she’s my sister. Don’t cross a line” he nodded “Sorry Stella” she cut her eyes at you “And honeybee he has a right to be hurt as long as he doesn’t cross that line, agreed?” you nodded so she squeezed your shoulder and looked at Jay “She’s gonna take me to work then be in. Let Kevin know?” “I will” he promised so she turned you towards your jeep, basically pushing you in front of her.

_____________

She put you in the driver’s seat then walked around and got into the passenger seat. She reached for your phone as you pulled out onto the road. You cut your eyes at her “What are you doing?” “Seeing if Mouse can meet you for lunch or after work. I’ll watch Addy” “Stel..” you started and she shook her head “You need to talk to him..you need someone who isn’t slapping guilt layer by layer on you. Don’t get me wrong. I fucking love Jay. He has been so damn amazing but he is too hurt to see past that right now and I understand his pain but my concern is not his pain as harsh as that sounds. My job is you”

Your phone chimed a few seconds later and she smiled “Should’ve known” when you got to a red light she showed you the text that read Tell her to just let me know when and where. I’ll be there 

______________

After you dropped Stella off (and had to go in so Kelly could see for himself you were in a better headspace than the night before) you headed for the precinct. Kevin had already texted to let you know he grabbed you  a coffee and Hailey had texted Stella was vague but I got Jay, don’t stress it wifey 

Leave it up to Stella to not only command her team on the truck but end up commanding half of intelligence as well. You pulled into the parking lot intelligence used and was thankful there was an empty space next to Adam’s car. That meant you didn’t have to park next to Jay.

You took a deep breath before grabbing what you needed and heading for the rear entrance all of you used when you didn’t want to bother with the front desk. You went through roll up, typing your code and sliping in before the door opened all the way then hitting the button to close it before going up the stairs. You’d texted Kevin to let him know you were coming in the back way and so he could make sure everyone else knew.

You opened the door that led into the back hallway and laughed when Adam jumped “Holy hell Kidd. Give me a heart attack, how bout it?” you grinned “Sorry Ruz. I told Kev I was coming in that way”  Kevin stepped around the corner carrying a cup of coffee that he held out to you before grinning “Yeah I didn’t tell him because Kim made a bet that he squeals when he gets spooked” 

You shook your head at them teasing each other “You two are worse than me and Stella, I swear” Adam shook his head “Hell no. Kevin would never be as scary about me as that woman is over you and I’ve seen you beat her ex to the point your hands were bandaged for days” you shrugged “He hit her. He deserved it”

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Kevin winked at you “The kidd women are an entirely different breed and little miss Adeline is a new generation” “You know it” you laughed before following Kevin out into the bullpen.

You walked around the corner and your eyes automatically landed on Jay’s desk. “Those two went to talk to a new witness from that shooting last week,” Kevin explained. You nodded “Good, maybe we can pick that case up and actually get somewhere with it” 

You cut your eyes at Kim and grinned “He squealed like a mouse” she cracked up laughing and pointed at Kevin “I told you!” 

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You were sitting on top of Hailey’s desk while you and her went through surveillance videos, trying to find the suspect that the witness had picked out of the line up. She had her head resting over on your thigh as you flipped through the videos.

“What’s up with you and Jay?” she asked in a whisper, even though everyone else was busy or in another part of the building. You cut your eyes at her and shrugged “How much do you want to know being his partner and my wife?” she grinned “Hey, I loved you first. Just remember that”

You sighed and decided to keep it simple and vague so as to not embarrass Jay on top of hurting him. “I hurt him pretty bad with a choice I made but I was listening to my heart with the choice and trying to spare his in the long run”

You stared at you for a moment then nodded “If you were listening to your heart it wasn’t wrong” She laid her head back over and started back on the videos. How the hell did Hailey make you feel better with ten words?

Your phone chimed and you cut your eyes at the time, cursing under your breath before you picked it up and read the text from Mouse Can I take you to Dinner? You bit your cheek to keep from smiling before texting back Stella already said she’d stay with Addy so pick me up at seven? He texted back almost immediately See you then

Jay walked in just as you were laying your phone down and raised his eyebrows at how you and Hailey were sitting “You two find anything or just gonna cuddle?” you shrugged “I mean she is pretty comfortable” and he shook his head but you saw the slightest tease of a grin pulling at his face, oh so that Jay was still in there.

“I think we just got something” Hailey interrupted, clicking to freeze the screen before turning it around so you and Jay could see it. Perfect footage of the shooter’s face and the crime itself from the security camera the witness had helped to uncover. You cut your eyes up at Jay “This alone is enough for an arrest warrant” he nodded “I’ll tell Voight. Get Kim, Kev and Ruz up here”

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“CPD FREEZE” you called out and of course the asshole always chooses to aim for one of the female detectives. This time however he aimed for Hailey. One round caught her in the vest then yours and Jay’s bullets landed in tandem, his body dropping hard to the ground. 

You and Jay both ran to her side, your hands skimming over each other’s trying to get her vest off “I got it Jay!” you argued and he rocked back on his heels and nodded. You quickly undid her vest and pulled it off her body, examining where the bullet had struck. It hadn’t gone through but the chances of something internally being hurt was too high to risk. 

“Do we need a bus?” he asked and you shook your head “Hails you good with Jay just taking you to med?” she nodded, taking your hand to get to her feet “Yeah” you looked back at Jay “Take care of her” “I will” he promised so you transferred her hand into his.

Voight called you over and looked to where the suspect was laid out “Write it up Kidd. There’s no way this isn’t deemed a clean shoot. You and Jay acted in clear protection of a member of your unit”

“Yes sir” you replied and nodded to Kevin “Let’s get back, this is crime scene techs job now”

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You were just finishing up the report when Jay and Hailey walked back up the stairs “How’s the patient?” you asked Jay who looked back at her with a smirk “She was very brave, I even got her a lolly pop” you shook your head thinking he was being sarcastic but Hailey pulled out one of those giant rainbow lolly pops from her jacket pocket and grinned “No, he really did”

You covered your mouth with your hand as you laughed “That is fucking adorable” Jay winked at her “Well she didn’t try to headbutt anyone so that’s better than when Addy got her shots”

“Who taught her to headbutt?” you asked and he grinned “Will, it was definitely Will” Hailey shook her head and nudged Jay with her shoulder “You’re not that bad Halstead, may be hope for you yet” then winked at you “and as for you I just need your ring size and we’re hitting vegas” 

You held up the report “Well Jay, you wanna sign off on this? Then we’re done with this case?” he nodded “Gladly” so far the two of you had held to your promise to Stella. Any issues got laid down at the door. He signed the report then nodded “Thanks” “Of course” you replied with a smile then cut your eyes at the clock “I gotta go soon so I can get Addy”

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You were walking through the parking lot to your jeep and heard Jay calling your name. You took a deep breath and turned around “Please tell me we’re not picking up the argument” you let your eyes focus on the pendant that had slipped out of his shirt “No, I promise”

“What’s wrong Jay?” you asked and he smiled slightly “I was just wondering if I could get her tomorrow night, if that’s ok” you nodded “Of course. She’s your daughter too. Why don’t we get a coffee after drop off in the morning and try to make some sort of schedule? I hate this you feeling like you have to ask to have your daughter for a night”

“Ok, sounds good” he agreed so you smiled “Night Jay” his eyes flickered from yours down to your lips then back up before he swallowed hard “Night sweetheart”

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You were getting dressed to go to dinner with Mouse but a song came on the radio you knew Addy loved so you scooped her up onto your hip. You started singing along as the two of you danced around the room, her laughter wrapping around you.

You heard a knock at the door and knew it was Stella so you slid around the corner, opening the door but not stopping the dance. She stepped in and grinned at the sight that met her “Well this is a gorgeous sight indeed compared to last night” “It really is” Kelly laughed from behind her.

You turned to face your sister and brother in law. “She loves that song” Stella shrugged “Hey to see you happy? Anything works” 

You laughed, still swaying Addy gently as the music changed. Kelly held his hands out “C’mere Addy. Let uncle Kel have a dance” she nearly dove into his arms causing you and Stella to both laugh. 

The two of them headed to the kitchen, something about changing the station while you and Stella talked about the case you’d caught that day. “Was Hailey ok?” you nodded “Yeah, thankfully she didn’t even have bruised ribs” “I’d hate for you to lose your wife” she teased and you grinned “I know”

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You heard another knock at the door and didn’t try to stop the smile that spread across your face. She laughed “That’s Mouse” you nodded and went to open the door. He was standing there and smiled when he saw you “Hey” “Hey”

“Hey Mouse” Stella called followed by Kelly calling out “Sup man?” and Addy giggling at something Kelly had done in the kitchen. Mouse cut his eys in the kitchen at her and smiled “Damn she looks so much like you and like Jay” Stella grinned “It’s weird right? You can pick out what’s her and what’s him but it blends so well on her” Mouse nodded “Yeah. She’s beautiful”

You laughed “Well props to the chef” and they both gave you looks that mirrored each other. “Honeybee” Stella laughed and Mouse shook his head “Really sweetheart?” you rolled your eyes “It was funny. Right Kel?” “Course” he agreed and you shrugged “Let’s go before you two pick apart my sense of humor any further”

Stella grinned “Have fun. I got baby girl so don’t worry” Mouse reached for your hand so you let him take it feeling your heart flip when he squeezed it lightly. 

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“No no, listen baby that was not my fault!” you laughed. You were telling Mouse about a case that had resulted in a dog getting loose in Voight’s car. That had not ended well for anyone. He shook his head, tears in his eyes from how hard he’d been laughing “I wish I could’ve seen Voight’s face”

You shook your head “It was insane. You know how some of our cases get” he nodded “Yeah, believe me I was worried more than one day about something happening to you” you dropped your gaze to your hands, fidgeting with your ring and bracelet. “Hey, what’d I say?” he asked, clocking your mood shift immediately. “I’m scared of you leaving” you admitted in a whisper.

“What?” he asked and you shrugged, feeling tears spring to your eyes. He looked around before standing up “C’mon. We already paid, let's get out of here so we can talk” You let him pull you to your feet and the two of you walked out the door.

When the cool night air hit you he slipped his arm around your waist, pulling you into his side “Why are you scared of me leaving?” you kept your gaze down as you admitted “What if you decide I’ve put you through enough? Greg I’ve put your heart through the damned wringer love”

He stopped walking and turned to face you, one hand on your hip holding you in place while the other cupped the back of your neck to give you no other option but to look him in the eye “Baby please listen to me and listen good ok?” you nodded, feeling tears threaten your eyes. 

“I fell in love with you not long after I started working with the unit. The way you handled yourself, how you treated other people, the way you fought for what you believed in, how strong and capable your heart is. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met. If there has ever been anyone I believed was the one I was supposed to be with, it's you. I fucked up, god I fucked up so damn bad leaving but look at Adeline? That baby is perfect. I wouldn’t take her back for any pain I’ve endured. I tried the whole moving on thing, but it didn't work and that was when I was on the other side of the world and thought you’d never want me again. Why the hell would I be dumb enough to want someone else when I’m here, a couple hours away on a plane? Able to call you, text you?”

“But I’ve fucked up so much” you whispered and he smiled gently “Who hasn’t fucked up something every now and then love? Anything can be fixed, you could tell me you slept with Jay again and I still wouldn’t turn away from you” “Mouse please don’t say that” you begged, tears starting to fall. 

He moved his hand from the back of your neck around to wipe the tears from your face “Baby I wish you could just see how much you truly mean to me. You’re not a fuck up, you’re not broken. You’re human, yes but you are an amazing human who is full of so much love. I trust you with my heart and soul because it’s already been yours, never stopped being yours. There was never a day that I was gone that I didn’t think about you,that you didn’t keep me moving and yes even knowing you were pregnant by Jay. As long as you want me I’m yours, whether as a lover, a friend, a confidant or anything else you may need. I’m yours”

You were fully crying by the time he got through talking “Right now I just really need you to kiss me” you whispered and he smiled “I can do that too” He pulled you into a kiss, his lips gently brushing against yours. You sighed lightly, relaxing against his chest as you pulled him down to deepen the kiss, flicking your tongue across his bottom lip, begging for access.  He let you slip your tongue past his lips and his grip on your hips tightened when you rolled your tongue against his.

He broke away from the kiss, resting his forehead against yours “I love you Y/N Kidd with everything I have and I promise I will love you until the day they put me in the ground. The only way I will walk away from you now is if you told me to then I’m just gonna step to the side and hope you want me again later”

You blinked back tears “I love you too Greg Gerwitz, I’m not sure I deserve you” he shook his head “Baby you’re everything good and one day I’ll get you to believe that” 

“Can we take a walk or something? I’m not ready to be away from you yet” you whispered and he nodded “We can do whatever you want love” you cut your eyes at him, letting your eyes trail down his body “Whatever?” he chuckled “Within reason, you do have to get home to Addy”

You smiled “Why are you so good to me?” “Because you own my heart, woman. I have no other option” he replied, slipping his hand into yours.

You were feeling a lot more human after spending a few hours in Mouse’s arms. Things weren’t fixed but yet again for the millionth time in your life Stella was right, you allowed yourself the luxury of not drowning in guilt and you felt like you could draw a breath easier. That man loved you even when you couldn’t love yourself.

You got up early and redid the braid in Addy’s hair before dressing her for daycare. You were heading out to your jeep when you heard your phone chime. You knew it was a text but your hands were full so you couldn’t check it until you got her buckled in her seat.

She giggled when you leaned in to buckle her. “Oh that’s funny huh?” you laughed, tickling her tummy before kissing her forehead. You went around to the driver seat and climbed in. After you buckled in you clicked the text alert and saw it was from Mouse Just wanted to say good morning to you and little miss. I love you. Have a good day. Be safe

You smiled and texted back Good morning from me and a very giggly little miss. I love you. I’ll call you after work

You sat it in the handsfree holder then turned the ignition on, you had to meet Jay at the daycare then you two were going to get coffee to discuss a schedule of some sort. “Let’s go love” you told Addy before pulling out onto the road.

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You sat across from Jay, sipping your coffee and both of you looking at the calendars on your phone “Fridays make sense with me, I have no urge to go out” you said and he nodded “Ok, so every other night or one with me two with you?” you shrugged “Whichever works best for you. We can start with the one and two then work up to every other once she’s used to it to not change her routine too much and if you need to switch nights or need Stella to watch her that’s always ok”

“What happens on Halloween, thanksgiving, her first christmas or her first birthday?” he asked and you shrugged “We’ll figure it out. Halloween we can do together, same as thanksgiving and possibly christmas and of course her first birthday will be the two of us. Jay we’re her parents, no one else. We promised to do this together. That hasn’t changed, has it?” he shook his head “No, she’s my babygirl. She’s everything to me. For so long you and her have been the center of my attention”

You felt guilt flare to life at the look in his eyes, fuck why did life have to be so complicated? “Jay I do love you, nothing and no one will change that” “Not even Mouse?” he asked and you smiled slightly “Not even Mouse. You gave me the most important thing in the world. We share a little person. There’s someone walking or well not quite walking yet but you get the point…there’s someone who is a perfect mixture of me and you. She will forever know she is loved, that her mommy and daddy have always had each other's backs. We’ve bled for each other, we’ve nearly died with and for each other. That’s a better story than some kids get to tell isn’t it?”

He cracked a small smile “Yeah, it is” you reached across the table to squeeze his hand before saying “Just so you know on Halloween I reserve the right to pick matching outfits for you and Addy and make you wear them” he shook his head “You’re ridiculous” you grinned “And yet you had a baby with me..what does that say about you?” 

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