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vquacki · 4 years ago

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It's My Fatherly Duties!

It's My Fatherly Duties!

Short DAD Scenarios

Characters: BONTEN - Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo

~ Inui Seishu, Kokonoi Hajime, Izana Kurokawa,

~ Souya Kawata (Angry), Nahoya Kawata (Smiley)

Warning ⚠︎︎ : Mature content, cussing, MINORS DNI

Note : requested, I added some characters. Hope ya don’t mind! These are pretty short, just little things I put together. Word barf kinda..? Anyways- I hope you enjoy :))

R I N D O U

His lashes fluttered open when he heard a loud crash coming from the hallway, along with a string of cuss words sounding like his daughter's voice.

“What the hell was that?” You groaned, not a single word was uttered from your husband when he sprung out of bed, bolting to the bedroom down the corridor.

“Tohru?!” Rindou yelled, flinging open the door. Revealing your teenage daughter fully dressed, half way through her second story window. A facade of pillows under her blanket seeminging meant to be her ‘sleeping body’.

“Oh dad, I-”

“What the hell are you doing” The man was fuming by the ears, pajamas ruffled when he jolted out of his slumber.

“Is Tohru okay?” You peeked from behind the broad shouldered man.

“I was just going to get fresh air!” Your daughter lied, making up a somewhat excuse to appease her angered father.

“Hey Tohru! Hurry up and get down here!” You heard a boy's voice call out, looking over at Rindou’s face to see the man's darkened expression.

“Who the fuck is down there? Is that a boy?!” He growled, stomping his feet over to the glass. Pushing past his daughter to take a look.

“Oh shit- her dads here. Let’s book it!” The kids whispered, but loud enough for Rindou to make out, hastily running down the dark street.

“You little shits! Don't you dare come back here!” Rindou growled, slamming the window shut in the process.

“What! Dad!” Tohru whined,

“You're so grounded young lady!” Rindou shouted, not caring for the sleeping neighbors beside his shared condo at three in the morning.

“Rin, she was just having some fun!” You defended, you were also like her when you were her age, trouble makers run in your blood. Actually Rindou couldn't even talk- he was running roppongi at her age.

“No! She's just too young to be hanging out with boys!” Rindou’s brows joined together as he withered in front of you.

“But we dated when we were her age-” You deadpanned at him,

“Grounded! My final answer!”

R A N

Ran was coming home from a late night bonten meeting, mouth agape when he saw his daughter’s feet dangling out from her window.

Fearing the worst he sprinted to the ground below his child, hands outstretched to catch her if she were to misstep.

“Mitsuri!” His voice boomed,

“Eh? Dad?!” His daughter stuttered, slowly slid out the window, climbing down like she had done this many times prior to this awkward occurrence.

Toes easily touching the grass with ease, not a scratch upon the females porcelain skin.

“Ran?” You yawned, cracking the door ajar. It was late, you waking up to your husband's screams outside your house.

“Mitsuri, what are you doing climbing out your window like a maniac?!” Ran scowled, hands running through his messed up hair. Sweat dripping down his temple from the not so pleasant adrenaline rush.

“I was just gonna hang out with some friends..” your daughter answered, fingers gripping the edge of her shirt, scarily waiting for her dad’s reaction.

“At this time of night? .. out your window?”

“Ye-”

“Phone privileges. Give me it.” Ran demanded, palm stretched out.

“But-” no question she was a tad bit spoiled by her father. You being the bad cop, while your husband played the good cop for his beloved daughter.

“If you want to go anywhere all you got to do is ask!” Ran plucked the phone from his daughter's hand, a wave of relief washing over him. Secretly thanking whatever being watching over him that it wasn't some sort of gang related subject.

“This is what you get for spoiling her!” You laughed from the sidelines, hand clutching your stomach.

“This is your fault too ya know!” Ran argued.

“I’m the one who tries to discipline her! But someone always lets it go!” You emphasized the special somebody.

“Whatever” Ran sighed, This was a lesson for the usual carefree man, a special lesson he wouldn't forget in the many years to come with his unborn future children.

S A N Z U

It was Sanzu’s best day of his life when his daughters were born, the two only being about one year apart. They were spoiled to the core, anything they wanted their money liberl father blessed them with. He thought they were the sweetest things ever, them both being a daddy's girl after all.

He never would have expected to see both of his daughters outside his humble abode, standing beside two boys, most likely a double date.

He stared in shock, hands pressed firmly against the glass, teeth gritting.

“Huh? I tucked them into bed an hour ago” You rubbed your eyes, riding yourself of the sleepiness threatening to drown you. The pink haired only tutted his teeth, swifty twisting the door knob to confront the four children outside.

“Oh you better run” your oldest daughter whispered, gesturing for the boys to make haste from her deadly father.

“You better not come back here, unless you want trouble you fuckers!” Sanzu yelled, red in the eyes from anger. Not bothering to chase after the two scoundrels.

“Dad, mom! What are you guys doing awake?” Your youngest asked, sheer panic in her eyes, watching her insane fathers unpleasant smile.

“I swear you two will be the death of me” Sanzu uttered, shoving his hands into his pockets. A irked gleen in his orbs as he stared them down.

“They were just friends dad, stop overreacting” the older daughter said,

“I- You little shi-” He bit his lip to suppress his anger fueled words, knowing well it would definitely hurt his precious children's feelings. Having regretted it later if he were to say those sinful words.

“Now now Sanzu, let's head to bed” You wrapped your arms around your lover, dragging him inside the house.

“You can sort out their punishment tomorrow, after a good night's sleep” , coating him with reassuring words. That day he learned how misjudged he was of his children, even so he still loved them with all his heart.

I Z A N A

Izana had his feet kicked up, relaxing in his office while he watched the moon. He had a clear view, the street lamps positioned next to the sidewalk, the side of his beautiful house facing his office window. He was enjoying his free time, mind taking over his body while he thought about his life choices. He was in ease until he saw his son's window light up, a long string of rope being tossed out the opening.

Sitting up from his chair, he rushed over to his clear casement. Throwing his window open, a boy and girl standing beneath his son's window. The two holding the rope still as your child tried to slid down.

“My my Yuki, where are you off to?” Izana laughed, nerves finally relaxing when he figured out what was going on. Calmly settling into the frame, head leaning on his chin. It wasn't like he had the right to be upset, he did much worse when he was his son's age. Robbing, fighting, killing. You name it, Izana’s done it.

Sneaking out was nothing compared to what he did, but he wasn't gonna just let his son go. He was more wise now, he knew for a fact he didn't want his son to end up anything like him. Sure, he wanted the boy to have fun, but in a normal kid way.

“Dad! Um- I”

“You better get your arse back up that window before I drag you around with that rope” Izana smiled, Totally different from the sentence he was portraying. Not forgetting his manners, giving a nonchalant wave to the other two kids.

“Zana? Who are you talking to?” You asked, placing a cup of tea you had prepared for Izana on his desk.

“Oh no one doll” Izana answered, closing the window before walking over to you.

“Let's go to bed, yeah?” He proposed, trailing his hands around your shoulders, guiding you to the door.

“But the tea I made”

“Im tired~”

Overall the male wouldn't want to talk further about the situation, nor would he discuss it with you. Trivial matters held no place between you both, as long as the child did not dare do it again.

I N U I

Inui wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, the AC wasnt working at the motor shop. Him, draken and yourself were sweating bullets, the hot material around you not helping. You had decided to help the pair around the shop, cleaning what you could. Or helping with cashing every customer out, it would've been an easy task if it wasn't blazing hot.

Leaving your daughter home alone, obviously thinking she’d stay and do her teenage things. You couldn't be more mistaken, astounded as you watched her fiddle around with a boy across the street at the ice cream parlor.

“Y/N please don't tell me that Kagura..” Inui’s jaw dropped, the wrench that was once in his clasp dropping to the ground. Startling the concentrating Draken that was crouched over a motorbike.

“What's wrong Inui? Y/N” Draken twisted his body around, raising a brow when you two just started muttering to each other like two creeps.

“Is that... a boy” Inui held his chin between his fingers, squinting to get a better view of his kid.

“You trying to catch flies with your mouth Inui? Close your yap” You whispered,

“Y/N! She's too young, I feel like I just held her in my arms not too long ago. She can't get married just yet!” Inui argued, he would've been on the verge of tears if he didn't have a reputation to uphold.

“What? The fuck are you on Inui? She's probably just with a friend!” You patted his back, reassuring the man.

“Boys and girls can be friends ya’know” you added.

Cueing the two children across the road from you, feeding scoops of ice cream to each other.

“I don't think friends do that..” Inui looked over at you, eyes widening when you swung the motor shop’s door open. Hands coming around your mouth to amplify your words,

“Kagura, is that your boyfriend?”

“WHAT?” Inui almost fainted, the ledge behind him holding his wobbly frame up right.

“I didn't know you guys would be here!” Your daughter jogged across the street, leaving the boy sitting by himself.

“And no! Just a friend” She answered your embarrassing, blushing as she stared down at the ground.,

“I sense some lies” you wiggled playfully at the flustered girl.

“What! Anyways, Sorry I left the house without telling you” Kagura apologized,

“Just don't do it again, without my permission..” Inui stated,

“Especially not with a boy.”

K O K O N O I

Bribing people is his forte, and if they did not obliged? Threatening always did the trick.

And that's exactly what he did when he saw his descendant out with a male. All was dandy until the boy came running back, babbling about how his girl was the so called ‘love of his life’.

“Hey brat, you got a death wish?” Kokonoi asked, leaning against the door frame.

“Koko go easy on him, he’s just a kid” You nudged the man, a mischievous grin plastered on the males face.

“And I kinda think it's cute” You said, a small smile erupting from your daughter that was not so far behind her parents.

“I approve, kid! I like your romantic drive!” You clapped,

“Y/N!” Kokonoi pouted,

“You better not try to bribe him with money again” You threatened, waving a finger at the whiny man.

“Yeah! I like him too, dad!” Your daughter agreed.

“You're like twelve, go play chess or something” Kokonoi barked, crossing his arms in disapproval.

“Dad, I'm sixteen!”

“That's what I said”

S O U Y A

He almost had a panic attack at the sight, having to shield the man from the scene playing out. Your twin daughter saying their goodbyes to their dates, followed by a kiss. You removed your hand when the boys were no longer in view, riding off in their motorcycles.

“Shira, Nihra” You held Souya up by the shoulder, the light headed male limping towards the worried kids.

“What's wrong with dad?” Nihra questioned, eyeing her ghostly pale father.

“He's out of it” You giggled,

“I'm not crazy am i?” He stood tall, letting go of the arm you had draped around him.

“There was boys-” His voice cracked.

“You saw that dad?” Shira sweat dropped, watching as her fathers should leave his body.

“Next time ask before you go out” You smiled, you weren't too strict on the two. They were Souya’s children, earning most of their adorable traits from him. Even his fighting skills.

“This better not happen again, i'm trusting you” Souya grumbled.

“Sorry pops” The two girls remorsefully sollied the man, both hooking onto one of Souya’s arms as they helped his shell into the house.

N A H O Y A

Nahoya was beyond pissed, infamous smile widening. Taking fast steps towards your daughter and her significant other.

“Look boy, I don't know who you are. But my daughters not up for grabs” Nahoya grinned, cracking his fingers.

“O-okay sir” the boy was jittering, body trembling from the males intense arua.

“If I catch ya here again” he used his finger to slash his neck, motioning to the death that would happily greet the boy if they were to ever meet again.

“Yer dead meat kiddo” Nahoya laughed, watching as the boy ran for his life.

“Dad, that was really extra!” Your daughter sneered, a pout on her lips.

“Shut up!, you're grounded rat!” Nahoya shouted.

“Yeah Nahoya, there was no need to threaten the poor kid. He looked like he was gonna piss himself.”

“Exactly the effect i wanted”

End Note : as I said this was a word barf T-T, so it’s quite short.

Reblogs & Notes are always appreciated! Take care! ♡︎♡︎

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daddysfangirls-marvel · 3 years ago

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Polyamorous: Seven Days (pt 1)

Pairing Steve Rogers x reader x Bucky Barnes, Stucky x reader

warning: fluff, bit more domestics, language, smut [ oral {male & female receiving}, penetration, fingering, shower sex, sex with food, mxm, mxf, mxfxm, somnophilia]

Day 1

(Y/n) woke up to the light sound of the shower running which wasn’t new she often woke up to one or both her husbands showering after their ‘way-to-fucking- early- not-even-the-sun-is-up’ run. But she was delight to find this was not one of her usual mornings as she rolled over and hit something/ someone. Opening her eyes she was greeted with the sight of a sleeping Bucky, meaning Steve was in the shower sounds about right.

Taking the hand she wasn't leaning on (Y/n) finger trailed down his chest and under the covers to his hidden friend. Wrapping her fingers around the base she gave it a few squeezes before she began light stroking him.

Rolling over on her side she leaned up on her elbow and just started down at him as he slept. His lips slightly parted, hair splayed on his pillow in a halo, slight stubble on his chin. He was beautiful. He always was. Eyes leaving his face and trailing now the rest of his sculptured body which was hazardously covering by a thins sheet. (y/n) found a piece of his body quite hard and standing a bit more alert than the rest of his body.

This was something they had actually discussed once upon a time waking from a deep sleep by receiving pleasure. Both of them had agreed to be pleasure unexpectedly in their sleep when the other decided. And that is why (Y/n) didn't feel and guilt, or shame when she pulled back the cover or when She moved to take Him in her mouth. Gently sucking on just the tip of him just closing her eyes enjoying the feeling him her mouth.

It had been somewhat over a year since she had this really, more if she remembered correctly they didn’t really allow her to suck them off often when they were trying for a baby ,she was just savoring the feeling and taste gently sucking and licks as if it was a lollipop.

Bucky started to squirm a bit as she took more of him in her mouth but she didn’t really pay attention to him more so what he felt and tasted like on her tongue. She was so busy indulging herself with him she didn’t hear when the shower turned off or Steve coming out. So she was a bit startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder seeing as Bucky’s had his metal arm under his pillow and the other on his stomach. Popping off she looked up at Steve who gave her s kiss.

“Sorry, I interrupted you. Keep going” He said as he moved to sit by the headboard and next to Bucky, who was still sleeping. And she did, Getting herself in a better position in between his legs she took him back in her mouth. She slowly bobbed her head as Steve ran his hand through Bucky’s hair.

Bucky started letting out some whines and moans and (y/n) started taking this as encouragement to go faster. She wanted to hear more from him she was eager to hear more from him. She could taste the precum already spilling on her tongue and feel him twitching in her mouth as she bobbed her head faster trying to pull more sounds from him. Suddenly without warning , not like he could have, he spilled into her mouth jets of his cum hitting the back of her throat. She took it all with no hesitation swallowing it all.

Finished with Bucky (Y/n) looked up and found Steve on the edge of his own climax in his hand. Seeing this as a moment of opportunity (y/n) crawled over Bucky and to Steve taking his cock in her mouth and within seconds he was cumming in her mouth. Steve groaned as he watched her swallow everything he spilled into her.

“I missed this” (y/n) said as she wiped her chin and licking her fingers.

“It been a little under a year since we last had sex like this” Steve said nodding in agreement.

“Over a year since I sucked your dicks”

“nah” Bucky spoke in a raspy voice they didn’t even realize when he had woken up, it was when he came.

“Yep... well maybe I have sucked you dicks but I haven’t tasted your cum in so long” and it was true as at the time it was all being saved and going into one specific place. “Is it weird that I miss it?”

“no, we missed the taste of you” Bucky said as he sits up.

“I’m going to need to take another shower” Steve says as he get out of bed leaving his towel behind.

“Can we join you?” (y/n) asked

“no one’s stopping you” He says without looking back. (Y/n) gets up and rushes after him.

“If only I could wake up like this everyday” Bucky says as he get up and follows them as well.

“Oh fuck” Steve curses as he leans against the shower wall. Infront of him on their knees was Bucky and (y/n) both taking turns sucking his cock and fondling his balls. “fuck, so fucking good, beautiful”

“He is isn’t he” (y/n) says as she places her hand on the back of Bucky’s head pushing him to deep throat him further she moans and Steve’s groans as they hear him gag.

“oh shit, oh shit” Steve groans pushing Bucky way he begins to stroke himself (y/n) and Bucky Kneeling Infront of his mouths open and tongues out “cumming, Cumming, Cumming” he announces as he finishes covering their faces and chest, honestly barely getting anything in their mouths.

Wiping the cum off his face and bringing it to his mouth “ and this is why I’m the sniper between the three of us.” (y/n) wipes some of his chest “ You’ve got no aim.” Steve scoffs as he helps the both of them up off their knees. Lucky they were still in the shower so the clean up was easy.

“It’s pretty late want to go out for brunch?” Steve asked as he watched (Y/n) kiss Bucky.

“I can go for some waffles”

“is this what we’re going to do for the rest of the week suck each other off and fuck” Bucky asked as he drizzled his pancakes in syrup. They found a cute little dinner not to far from the tower that still served breakfast at noon. The three of the cuddled up in a booth in the back corner.

“No, while the sex is amazing and we’ll definetly be continuing when we get back I did want to talk to you guys about other stuff.”

“Such as”

“I’d like for us to start looking at houses again.” Both men stopped what they were doing. “ I know I stopped us last time but I’m ready this time. Plus, Tony is just about down with the compound, now it’s just the superficial stuff and what ever gadgets he’s trying to add, so we only have a few more months before everyone else moves to the compound. I think we should try and find something before that time comes.”

“That only leaves us with a few months to look, love.” Bucky says reaching for her hand.

“I know but we can just call up Sarah again and we kind of already know what were looking for so it should take that long or be that hard, right?”

“You’re right.” Steve says “ But I do think we have to take in account something new that wasn’t here before.” They both looked at him confused “Ash we didn’t have her with us before I’m sure she’d like certain or specific things in the new house” (Y/n) was a shamed to admit but she wasn’t really thinking of her daughter in the moment. Well she was as a family moving into together but not really adding her into the conversation and asking for her opinions on such matters. They usually did thinks and told about her later more so because those decision didn’t really need to involve her or impacted her in any serious or long lasting ways. Maybe they should ask her opinion on more things, she was becoming more vocal after all.

“Right, so we’ll call up Sarah again see when she’s available have her met Ash and go from there” (Y/n) making so sort of plan for the moment.

She didn’t notice how Steve and Bucky looked at each other as if making their own plans.

Day 2

This time instead of waking up with a mouth around his cock he woke up to the sight of his husband fucking his wife into the mattress as she buried her face in and bite her pillow trying to quiet her moans. Once she realized he was awake she her oath to silence went out the window and he eventually joined them. It was an all around good morning if you asked him.

“Another day of brunch” Steve said as (y/n) but bacon on his plate. He pulled her in by her hip and gave her a kiss before turning his attention back to his newspaper.

“who’s fault is that kept us in bed all morning.” (Y/n) scolded him.

“Maybe next time we can wait until after breakfast... or.... do it during breakfast.” Bucky said a bit hesitant Coming around the table (Y/n) foregoes her chair to straddle Bucky’s lap.

“we’re having Breakfast now”

“...bacon and eggs aren’t sexy though. I mean sexy to eat, food porn definetly but ....”

“ Yeah, point taken” she says getting up and taking her own seat at the end of the able “ what are sexy breakfast food?”

“Fruits pretty sexy. But I’m pretty sure we only have grapes right now.” Steve said not looking up from his newspaper.

“ I guess we’ll be going grocery shopping to day. I will make a shopping list, Bucky will google sexy foods, and Steve-”

“I’ll drive I don’t really want to look up sexy foods I’ll just question why they’re sexy.” He confessed “ Some foods I get but other I think will just confuse me.”

“People say oysters are sexy. I don’t believe that.” Bucky said in agreement.

“Ah” Bucky said as he help up a bottle of chocolate syrup and a case of strawberries. (Y/n) laughed flicking his baseball cap, his disguise of choice.

“In the cart Pal. How about you go find us some champagne.”

“Anything specific you want?”

“Surprise us” Steve watched as Bucky went and disappeared in a aisle further down.

“Is everything okay?” he asked (Y/n) he noticed how she had not only been quiet since entering the store but also eyeing the baby section or items that had picture of babies on them. “ Talk to me.”

“Have...Have you thought about talking to doctor Tsunade? About the possibility?”

“Yeah, I have thought about it. But Honest answer... I don’t think we’re ready yet. Or at least I’m not. I’d like us to be out of the tower, I’d like us to dedicate more time this. I know that we now have you guys... you know, but there is still risks. I- I think we should talk about this with Bucky.”

“Of course, Or course I know and you’re right about everything. I was just- I was just thinking on it. I don’t know if I'm ready to try again but I do want to look in the possibilities and procedures. I just incase or -”

“I understand” Steve said “ So we call up Sarah for the house and Dr. Tsunade for ... that. It’s okay we’ll do it. We’re making plans” Steve says cupping her face “we’ll do this”

“we’ll do what?” Bucky question as he approached the two, with their favorite champagnes in hand.

“Just planning somethings” Steve says giving (y/n) a quick peck then turning to Bucky.

“Should I be involved or is this for, is this a surprise or something? You know how I feel about surprised parties.” (Y/n) giggled as Bucky playfully glared at the two.

“You should most definelty be involved, you and Ash. And it’s not a surprise of any sort at least I hope not. We talk about it another time.”

“I’m okay with remaining ignorant for the moment. We’re going to need more toppings for our sundae so we should get those.”

“we don’t have ice cream either.” (Y/n) said

“Oh, Honey. You’re the sundae.”

Steve choose to ignore the wide eye woman that was laughing behind her hand and had most definetly heard what Bucky had said and instead headed straight for the check out. Even if she didn’t recognize them this was definetly going to be on twitter by tomorrow.

“Take a picture”

“I’m not taking a picture” Steve said as (Y/n) began pouting all while on her knees holding Bucky’s whipped cream, chocolate, cherry cover penis in hand. Her little sundae model was just sitting on the couch and shrugged“ Fine, what if anyone sees this you have no one but yourselves to blame” that’s what he said but Steve would be sure to not let that happen.

“This is not what I imagine when I was talking about making sundaes” Bucky said watching as she licked off the sweet cream. After several good pictures Steve joined (Y/n) in licking him clean. They both moaned as licked and sucked him clean

“Doesn’t he taste good” Steve said as he helped (Y/n) take more into her mouth. She nodded her head as she pulled off with a pop.

“He’s really tasty”

Together they liked and sucked his cock clean.

“Oh, oh shit” Bucky whined as he watched Steve and (y/n) share his cock taking him in between their lips. (Y/n) giggled as he twitched in between their lips he was so close his release was dripping. He looked between the two of them trying to make a decision, which the both saw and ended up making for him as Steve wrapped his lips around his tip.

“Fuck it” taking the back of his head Bucky began to fuck Steve’s mouth. The sound of him gagging and moaning just egged him on. “oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck” he cursed and whined as he began to cum down his throat holding his head still as he finished spilling.

Once he was finished and realized what he was doing he quickly let Steve go letting him up as he coughed and choked rubbing his throat.

“I’m- I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” instead of answering him Steve looked down Bucky followed his gaze to find his dick out of his boxers soft and his hand covered in cum. It appeared that also found pleasure it Bucky’s actions.

“You know, I always forget how dirty you are and then you go and do stuff like this” Bucky said as he kissed him gently.

The two men heard a light moan looking up they saw (Y/n) on her knees just like Steve but with her hand in her panties. They watched her as she came on her fingers. It took (Y/n) some time to come back to her senses and realize she was being watched she removed her hand and shyly looked away.

“don’t get shy on us now babe you were just sucking whip cream off my dick “. Bucky said as he got on his knees in front of her he snapped off her blue laced bra and tossed it on to the couch pushing her to lay down on the floor he took off her panties as well and threw those over the couch. Steve handed him and glass of champagne and began recording as Bucky poured the champagne onto her breast and stomach she moaned and squirmed at the cold sensation. “Stay still” he said as he licked up what he poured his tongue following the trail of liquid, drinking up what pulled around her navel. The entire time Steve recording. Bucky did it again and again until his glass was empty and he had drank all of her. It was only then that Steve stopped recording. But Bucky didn’t stop.

He instead went lower putting her legs on to his shoulders he kissed her lips. Steve reached for his own glass champagne (Y/n) not really paying attention to him in the moment and Bucky closing his eyes in pleasure neither of them noticed as Steve began to pour his glass on her. (Y/n) felt it as he felt the cold liquid hit her clit and Bucky tasted it as it hit his tongue just as he started spreading her folds. It just egged him on to lick fold and suck her clit.

“Oh god” (Y/n) moaned as she bucked up into Bucky’s mouth grinding into his face as she pulled him closer back arching off the floor. Bucky wrapped his lips around her clit and thrusting and curling two fingers into her. Her legs began to shake as she came closer to her climax.

“Daddy” she moaned out as she came on his tongue. Bucky groaned as he pulled away.

“It’s been awhile since I heard that” Bucky said as he made a trail of kisses up her body. She moaned as he made it to her lips. “are you okay?” he whispered against her lips she nodded “ I need to hear you”

“I’m okay. Promise”

“m’kay, I’m going to go take care of Steve now. His dick is pretty hard and he looks like he’s about to bust.”

“I’ll watch”

Bucky chuckled but gave her one more final kiss before moving towards Steve. (Y/n) moved to lay on the couch watching them on the floor.

Steve sat up on his knees as Bucky approached him, also on his knees. Wrapping one arm around his waist their lips grazing each other as his other arm reached around him and snatched up the last glass of champagne. He smirked downing the drink as Steve pouted.

“Oh I’m sorry.” Bucky says as he puts the glass down and started kissing Steve’s shoulder and up his neck “I’m just teasing.”

“No more teasing” Steve moaned as he leaned back exposing more of his neck. Bucky’s hands lightly clawed down his back before groping his ass.

“but you take is so ...” he trailed off as he pulled back a little looking at Steve who blushed and looked down. “You dirty boy” Bucky said before pushing Steve on to his back and ripping of his boxers, literally.

“You just love man handling people don’t you” Steve said as he glared at Bucky there was no malice behind it.

“I like it rough. And this tells me you do too.” he says as he takes his cock giving him a few strokes before letting go. “ But I'm more interested in this” he said as he spread Steve’s legs revealing the plug that was nuzzled in between his ass cheeks.

“I-I...”Steve sighed and closed his eyes he didn’t really known what to say but honestly he didn’t need too. Bucky knew what he wanted and knew what he meant.

“it’s okay, I got you” Kissing him tongue tracing his lips before slipping past. he swallowed his moans as he gently tugged on the plug. Steve pulled back, “ I thought you said you’d stop teasing”

Bucky scoffed as he looked down at him “ One I never said I would stop teasing and two I was trying to be slow and gentle but if you don’t want that.” Steve yelped as Bucky suddenly yanked out the plug fast but still gentle. “Would you look at that You’re already lubed up for me. That means I don’t have to wait.”

“Fuck” Steve cursed as Bucky swiftly thrusted into him. He did still to give him a moment to adjust. Only a moment before he starts thrusting “Oh... holy fuck” Steve cursed as he tried to move his hips with him but he pinned his hips downs which only allowed him to thrust into him deeper.

Due to his eyes being closed Steve didn’t see when (Y/n) crawled over him hovering over his dick with the help of Bucky. Then without warning and with more help from Bucky she lowered herself on Steve’s cock. Steve’s eyes popped open and groaned out loud as he felt her walls suck him in this in turn had Bucky groaning and biting down on (y/n)’s shoulder as Steve’s body reacted and clenched around him.

“Jesus fuck, holy shit, oh fuck” Steve cursed as he grabbed on to(Y/n)’s thighs nails gripping her skin.

“I... I was feeling... left out” (Y/n) confessed as she started bounce up and down on Steve’s cock slowly working up to match Bucky pace.

Steve moaned out as he sudden came with no warning cumming inside of (Y/n) and clenching around Bucky. Neither of them stopped which pushed them into another orgasm.

Becoming overstimulated Steve tried to push (Y/n) off but she wasn’t letting that happen. Taking his hands off of her she pins them to his side as she continued to ride him. He let out unintelligible whines and cries.

“Shit, I’m close” Bucky said as he kissed her jaw. (Y/n) whined and shook her head. Seeing that she wasn’t there yet Bucky reached forward and began to rub her clit pushing her to reach her end.

“I-I’m cumming” she whine as Steve let out a silent scream and Bucky pulled out cumming on (Y/n)’s back. She collapsed on Steve’s chest Bucky laid down next to them.

“Haven’t done that in a while” Bucky said after sometime

“should do it more often” (Y/n) said

Steve groaned “ not right now, I can’t do it again” he whimpered as (y/n) removed him from herself. she mouthed an apologize as she rolled over off of him.

“It’s only day two, we got five more days to tear that ass up” Bucky said chuckling as he turned and kissed his shoulder.

Both men turned and watched as (Y/n) got up limping to the bathroom. As she round the corner they looked at each. Steve said with all seriousness “ You’re going to have to carry me.”

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nonokoko13 · 3 years ago

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Child!reader being adopted by spy x family characters Pt. 2

As I said in the previous part, these adoption headcanons are really specific, including your hypothetical pronouns and name; these two are extra so you can imagine yourself with your name and desired gender. You can ask for less specific headcanons if you want too. Part 1 here

Enjoy!

Sylvia Sherwood

How you met

She carries the responsibility of WISE, she needs to be committed to it. More than ever now that the peace was threatened every day by those who wanted war to arise again

She missed her family, but she overcame it. Just like the HQ she had to be impenetrable

At least, that's what she thought

Because right in front of her there was the question which answers she wanted to hear. A kid.

It would be normal to see one if she wasn't at the HQ

It didn't help no one knew there was a kid there until you spoke up

The camera system didn't record you and there wasn't any entrance to the agency that had been forced. You weren't any employee's kid either

After scolding them and order to search your parents she met you again

"Hello little one. May I ask you how did you get in here?"

You smiled, seeming to have been waiting her to ask

"Because I like to play and explore! And I'm really good at hide and seek"

Sylvia raised an eyebrow. No matter how well someone was good at hiding there was no way you could break into the HQ; it sounded surrealistic

"But how did you find this place?"

"Because it was easy to find"

"Don't you think you could end bad breaking into unknown places?"

"If I don't know what isthis place how I'd know that?"

Fair enough

That conversation wasn't going anywhere, yet she was angrier with the security staff than you. You didn't look worried though

You gave her an idea

"Do you want to play with me?"

Both entered in the nearest police station, she talked with the officers before telling you to count until 1000 while she was going to hide. You started the count facing a wall

She felt bad, but there were some traffickers she had to catch before they made the exchange

She was following their car; everything fine until she believed to see a small hand greeting her from the car's trunk

She returned to the police station to find out that moments later of her departure you disappeared without anyone realizing. She went to the point where the delivery would be made

Outside the abandoned warehouse there was no signal that you were there until she saw you getting out from under the car on the other side

Something caused a shooting that would make the police come and caught her at any moment. The bands kept shooting at each other while you were behind a transport container

"What were you thinking?! I told you to stay with the police!"

"I'm sorry, I counted until I know, then I saw you following the car, so I followed too. But before they caught me I hid in there...I'm sorry..." You pulled out a walkie-talkie

"I got two from the police station. I left one in there so the others thought the guys of that car were betraying them, it should have worked to scape with no bad guys seeing us"

She was impressed. However, there was no time to ask where you learn that from

Analyzing the situation the principal scape was blocked, fortunately they hadn't noticed you yet so–

You pulled her shirt, pointing somewhere else

"Let's get out"

General headcanons

Sylvia was still surprised that your plan of exiting through a rear window she hadn't seen and walk away without hurry could work

She stopped walking to watch you smash the walkie-talkie and take out some matches to burn it

"Now they can't find footprints!"

The police may not get answers about it but she had many questions for you

She lied to you about the HQ, after the shooting her lie was on the floor. Thenceforth Sylvia's not able to tell if you were playing along and keeping her secret or you have no idea what's all about

You thought her name was Handler. When you knew she was called Sylvia Sherwood you pointed your hoody logo and say "S of Super, you're superman–Superwoman!"

That's how she begun to be mistaken with an endearing mother and her son. She was superwoman and you "kid", because you said that's how you were called, along with child, shrimp, demon...

"That's unacceptable". She handed you lists of names to choose, unfortunately no one convinced you

It wasn't until you two went to a jewelry store that you found the name

The casual way you break in HQ when you want still frustrates her, how do you do it?? You don't see big deal though

Fullmetal lady didn't remember how tough was motherhood

Anyone would freak out if they found out about spies. Yet there you are, admiring flying guys in underpants

Sylvia asked you about your family, but you always tell the same: you lived with dad until he left you with a woman that he said was your mom

The Handler found out your father is a repeat offender, currently on a maximum security prison in another country. Both him and the woman without offspring legally

"Please, don't tell me one of his criminal records is jailbreaking"

The informant doubted "Actually, that's the main one"

"..."

The Forgers

Scenario where it's up to both of them to adopt you. To keep Loid's mental sanity safe it will be independent of the timeline where Yor has a kid on her own, feel free to imagine both kids being Anya's siblings at the same time. You can ask me to include that idea if I write more about this

How you met

As I said before Twilight wouldn't adopt anyone due his job, only one kid for Operation Strix and that was Anya. For now Yor didn't want more kids, she loves Anya and that's enough for them

Not for Anya. She wanted a little sibling

All started talking with Becky when Damian mentioned his brother. Back at home she brought the topic and neither Pa or Ma were giving her an answer of where babies come from

That's when she begun to feel like being a sister. Any plan helped her to convince her parents though

Anya remembered something Mr Henderson told them. "If you want something, take it into your own hands"

And she took it too seriously

Next day Anya and Bond disappeared, she was in the dogs park with Yor

While Mrs Forger panicked Anya had returned to the place she met Twilight

As the time passed the Forgers worried more. When they found Anya and Bond at their building's door they felt relieved

Your presence didn't make things better

They asked Anya where she had been and where did you come from. She said she adopted you

Of course Anya wasn't going to say she broke into an orphanage and took you

Loid's scolding made you cry

"Anya, we aren't adopting–"

"If she's not my sister I won't go to school ever again!!"

"Just for a trial period" that's what Loid hoped

General headcanons

Loid thought babies were easy because it's unnecessary (more impossible) communication with a living being that can't talk; after all babies only have basic needs. He was wrong

It would be easier if you could talk. Why are you crying? You have eaten! Are you sad? Cold? You dislike him?

Yor is not better either. Because her parents died when Yuri was a kid Yor didn't have experience with changing diapers, or anything related with babies

She was more scared than Loid to the point she didn't want to hold you. She broke Yuri's ribs with a hug when he was a toddler, what if she kills you with few contact?

In less than 24 hours you already had a crib and all kinds of things a baby would need. However, having three bedrooms and parents sleeping in separate rooms meant all your things ended in Anya's room

You cried at night until they discovered you calmed down when Anya let you a plushie to hug

She can't wait for the day pa and ma share bed to take back her bedroom

The second night Anya had an idea

Ma is scared of being your mom, solution? Leave you in her bed while Yor is asleep imagining that would work

Thanks God Yor doesn't move much when sleeping. On the other hand Yor is a light sleeper due not being used to sleep with someone so she woke up minutes later

She almost jump out of the bed, realizing that would make you cry made her contain. You groaned, did she wake you up? Yor wasn't sure of holding you, instead she laid down again and approached you to her chest

Seeing you so peaceful by her side melted her, thinking about it you looked a bit like her and Loid.. She blushed at the embarrassing thought

Bold of them to not imagine that's why Anya chose you

In the morning Loid discovered what happened and had a little words with Anya during breakfast before she went to school

Yor went to work and he decided to take a day off from his work to spend the morning with you. The Handler said the first days you should see them to recognize faces

Walks with Bond, buying toys, trying to teach you sign language...Normal stuff

Loid is glad you don't do anything but sleep and eat, except your obsession with munching. When you first kissed Yor he found it normal until you munched her cheek and now you do that to everyone; probably you're teething

Yor found it really cute, but you shouldn't go kissing and chewing cheeks. Anya thinks is funny just don't try to chew her hair again please

Another problem came with names. Loid was going through a list of 850 names in alphabetical order, meanings included; Yor didn't take it to the extreme

"Hum, what about Rose? I think it's a cute name, I mean it's both decision and I'm not good with names Loid–"

Welcome to the family Rose

A spy, an assassin, a telepath and... Well, a baby. Seems like a good mix

Yor Briar

As we know Twilight only would adopt for Operation Strix's sake. Yor became mother by marrying Loid, but what if she had already a kid before being Mrs Forger?

Inspired by this post of @say-seira

How you met

Long ago before Twilight adopted the identity of Loid Forger, the Briars moved to a flat in Berlint

While the eldest sibling had recently become an adult Yuri was only a kid, Yor decided to move to the city so he had nearer his school. It was possible due her proper salary as Thorn Princess

This change would make her job easier too. She had a new client which death could pay Yuri's entrance to a good university

There was a politician who negotiated with terrorists, helping them to get into Ostania and providing them with weapons in exchange to gain good propaganda abroad and getting rid of competition

Knowing this was enough to make Yor's blood boil. He deserved to die, she was sure of it

Struggling with the security around him, Yor finally killed the target without leaving trace

The only inconvenience was a bad injury made by a bullet that she received. After removing the bullet the wound got worse

She went to the hospital to avoid an infection. In the waiting room she met a kind lady, Yor swore that she had seen her before

The woman was scared, but Yor reassured her she will wait her

While Yor was attended the girl was taken to another room. As she promised, Yor waited in the hall after her wound was treated; with a buttoned medical gown on because she didn't want to attract more attention due the bandaged wound in sight

Time passed and many people enter and exit from the room, but she didn't. A nurse carrying something mistook her for one of the staff and scolded her for standing there

"Here, take the baby to the nursery"

"Me? But— wait! What about the woman? Is she okay?"

From afar she heard the answer, but before Yor could explain the error the woman had left. She was shocked, how? She seemed fine

Against her will the dark-haired looked at the lump she was holding: rosy cheeks babbling in dreams, you were in peace

Her shock grew when she saw you shared the username that the man she killed had. That's why the woman was familiar: she was the politician's daughter

Yor searched someone who hand the baby when she recognized the doctor that guided the woman to the room, he was talking with a masked nurse

The fact they went to a private place and maintained their voices low made her suspect

"Did you take care of the mother?" the nurse asked

"Yes, they got ahead of us with her father but I think they will pay us anyway. When they found it was a medical negligence we'll be far from here"

Yor understood they were assassins as well, probably paid by a rival. Luckily they hadn't seen her yet

"Heh, do you they will pay more if we got rid of the baby?"

Yor left the hospital with you, unsure of what to do. Did you have more relatives? The widowed politician didn't have more kids, and your mother came alone. What if they wanted to kill the rest of the family?

A small hand grabbed hers, and every fear disappeared. Looking at each other, she knew you were safer with her. Perhaps it was only guilt or sympathy, but she would try

General headcanons

The moment Yuri saw Yor holding you was in disbelief. Yor said she found you in the streets and he believed it

At first he tried to convince her sister to leave you in a orphanage but once scolding was enough to cease

Still disliking you for the first months. It took some time until he saw you like one of his family

Yuri helped, although they had a rough time because you refused to eat Yor's purees. Your endurance might grew up to make you the only person who can eat her food without bleeding but it doesn't mean you like its flavor

She viewed you as a sibling until you were two, being called mom made Yor too happy to correct you. Yuri was just Yuri, you never feel like using formalities with him or addressing "Uncle" everytime you talked

Yor decided to let your belongings, it was better that way. When you were older, and only if you wanted, she would tell you the truth

She's bad with names, Rose was the only name she could think of but you're a boy. Yor's parents loved that Yuri and her had matching names, therefore you would be the sweet addition to it

The only name I could think of is Yuu because it's gender neutral and means "you" sorry

During the first year of your life she didn't try to hide the blood of her clothes from you. Yuri never suspected either and you wouldn't remember it when you grow up

Your lack of childhood amnesia was something she didn't have in count. Not that she knows you know anyway

Yor has been training you since you were able to walk, if she wasn't there when you needed at least you would be ready to defend yourself. Proud to say you're her strong boy

That said, if the assassins that tried to killed you found were you lived it's something you ignore. Being the protective mother Yor is they could be dead by now

Six years later, it was still Yor and you against the world, with Yuri being the only paternal figure you had. Before one day she met a man and everything changed

She said he will help her by accompanying her to a party so Yuri stopped worrying about her. She said it would be one night, and the next morning you woke up with Yor waiting to talk with you

In part she accepted because of you; you passed the Eden exam before knowing you needed a dad for it. That requisite seemed stupid for you, as you reassured her you could go to any other school; now you would be accepted into the best school!

You agreed and started packing. What else you could do? The decision was made before you were asked anyway, and you didn't want to argue with your mom because she was doing it for your future too

Of course it affected you. No matter how nice they were it was a huge change; in one day you had to move to a new place which didn't feel like home and live with strangers who you'll have to share mom with isn't easy

Anya was nervous too, but for different reasons. She was so excited to meet her soon-to-be sibling! For her, who was an orphan last week, having a pa, a ma and a friend to play with was great

Her expectations went down when she read your mind. You didn't think bad of them, but excited wasn't the word to describe your emotional state either

Loid may not be good at understanding children, but it was clear for him you wasn't comfortable. For him would be weirder if you didn't seem affected at all

On the contrary, Yor seemed cool with all of this to you. Even without any idea of how to be a wife or mother for Anya she enjoyed her time as Forger, which confused you a bit

Yor is happier, not only because she didn't have to worry about the SSS or Yuri anymore. They make her happier, it's just matter of time she could fall for Loid and have a baby that was her own, real kid

Being sure Yor loves you and your new family want you to feel welcomed doesn't make disappear the feelings you carry with. Still, if mom is happy you prefer to keep it to yourself and try to maker her smile too

If it wasn't because Yuri hates the idea of her sister hiding her marriage for a year and sympathized your situation he would have laughed at the irony when you told him during your uncle-nephew walk the next day of his meeting with "Loiloi"

He doesn't know they got married before you attended school so he assumed you had been holding it for a long time. He passed his fingers through your hair

"I understand it's difficult, but I'll be for you whenever you need me"

+ Honorable mention to compensate you for the mild ansgt without warning

Daybreak

We don't know much about him but I included this dork for fun

Thinking about "Daybreak" and "parenthood" makes anyone's mind stopped working

Mainly because it's difficult to say which one would be the child

Not "How you met headcanons" because he wouldn't be able to adopt to begin with

From what we saw in chapter 27 he seems to live alone, depending on his amazing spy career to afford pork steak for dinner. So he must not live too good given that after his first mission he was fired

If he had a child, it would be likely because of a previous relationship he had and didn't end well

He didn't adopt you. You're his biological kid, the only not adopted of this gang

Sorry we can't choose our family good luck ig

Not necessarily ended bad, even remaining as friends, your mother took a different path and is happily married with another man

If she knew he wanted to be a spy either thought "it's a joke" or *sigh*

She was who brought money in the relationship, now you live with her and your step-dad but at the beginning you didn't want to

Daybreak talked with you and promised you could visit each other and even live with him when he could afford it

They don't get it

Who would take care of him? The idea of living on his own was frightening to you

Imagine being father and is your kid who worries about whether pops know how to pay taxes without mom

You took after him in terms of appearance. Any signal of intelligence was from your mother

Average smart but surely smarter than him

Probably he thanked God that you were a boy. He will love whatever you are but he was relieved of saving himself of buying female products when you were on that time of the month and guide you through puberty

As much as he says to be a charming man he's not good with women either so

Your name is Sunny. Guess who chose it

Probably you see him more on weekends than during the week

Until you showed him Spy Wars he didn't have no idea that existed such good series

Of course not cooler than the legend he is but Daybreak jokes about how reading that and seeing your cool pops in action would make you half as good spy as he is someday

Quite sad is that your common sense along with the things you see on TV are enough to be better spy material

You try to watch it with him to see if he learns something

Unsure of what you'll be in the future but in the mean time you had fun watching cartoons and liking kids stuff like dinosaurs and skateboard

Current status: Busy with your first year at school and getting him out of trouble

#spy x family #sxf headcanons #sylvia sherwood #the handler #loid forger #yor forger #anya forger #yor briar #thorn princess #daybreak #child!reader

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slytherweasley · 4 years ago

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Busy (Hermione Granger x reader)

Warnings: smut and swearing

Summary- Hermione hasn’t stopped studying for her O.W.Ls which annoys Y/n when she gets ignored.

Fifth year is possibly the worst of all years, to make it worse Umbridge decided to ruin it by putting so many rules into place. Hermione has been so distracted with studying this year and now there is less than a month until the O.W.L.s.

“She’s added more rules, it’s ridiculous” Ron complains “It’s like she has spies everywhere” you add. “Dean was sitting beside this girl in the common room and the next day they both got detention just because they were sitting close to each other.” Hermione doesn’t say anything just focuses on her book.

“Well I’m getting tired, I’ll see you in the morning.” Ron says and Harry gets up after him “Goodnight boys” Hermione looks up from her book and then back down again. “You wanna go to bed Mione?” “No, you go” “I’ll wait here with you.”

After an hour Hermione hasn’t said a word to you just reads her book. Hermione starts to yawn “Lets go to bed.” You go up to your dorm, Parvati is already asleep. You change into your pyjamas and try to get into Hermione’s bed “Mione, could you please move your stuff so we can cuddle?” “Not tonight I’m busy.” “It’s 10:30 we should go to bed, we have school tomorrow” “I don’t want to sleep with you tonight” she snaps.

You walk back to your bed and get cuddled up in the sheets. Hermione is usually quite loving with you which hurts. “Y/n” she whispers putting a hand on your back “What?” “I’m sorry, I want to cuddle with you.” “Why are you so indecisive?” “I’m stressed. I want to do well in the O.W.L.s and I need your cuddles.”

You let her into your bed “You two stress me out, some days I think you will get married and others I’m not so sure” Parvati says. “I thought you were asleep” Hermione says “I was.” Hermione cuddles into you kissing your cheek “Can you be quiet?” You whisper into her ear “Not now Y/n. I’m tired” she whispers back “Hermione! It has been like a month” “I know but I’m still tired.” She falls asleep on your shoulder and you kiss her forehead.

You love Hermione to death but when she is in work mode you get annoyed. This is the worst it’s ever been because she thinks her whole life depends on her O.W.Ls.

The next morning you wake up soaked. In the night Hermione moved her leg inbetween your thighs putting pressure on your clit. You wanted so badly to grind on her thy but you knew you wouldn’t be able to keep quiet and Parvati is waking up any minute now. “Mione” you whisper waking her up “Morning sweetheart.” “Please help” you bring her hand to your pussy “Oh shit. We can’t be late, if it was any other time except now I would help you.” “You want me to walk around soaking wet and throbbing?” Hermione looks conflicted “I’m sorry, I promise you I’ll find a time to help you out.”

You decide not to wear underwear today, for two reasons. One so the throbbing might go away when the air hits it, and two so Hermione can easily help without complaining about the underwear being in the way.

Hermione holds your hand and you walk to breakfast together. You so badly wanted to put hermiones hand under your skirt so she could feel your bare cunt but you had a plan.

Hermione made you choose all the same subjects as her so you were lucky enough to be with her all day. At lunch is when you decided you couldn’t handle being horny. While Hermione revises some notes she has written you put your hand on her upper thigh and continue eating. She doesn’t question it until you swiftly move your hand into her underwear. She looks up from her notes and looks at you with wide eyes, you slip a finger into her core, she puts a hand on her mouth.

“Is that a girl thing or a girlfriend thing?” Harry asks “Huh?” Hermione looks at Harry “You two look like you’re having a conversation without saying anything.” “Oh, yeah it’s a girl thing but also a girlfriend thing” Hermione says putting a sandwich in her mouth. She moves closer to you putting her leg over yours to spread her legs. She buries her face in your neck. “This is so wrong” she whispers “Then why are you so needy for me?” “I can’t help it. I actually need to study.” She picks up the parchment and tries to read it occasionally slipping a moan.

“I’m going to cum” she whispers burying her head in your neck again. You take your fingers out of her and she slaps you “Woah” Ron says. “You bitch” she slaps your arm and you laugh. “It’s not nice is it?” “I told you later” “Now I am telling you later.”

Hermione gets focused on her studying and she eventually forgets about being horny. You however could not say the same. You walk into Transfiguration with Hermione “No, let’s sit at the back” “What, why?” “Trust me.”

You and Hermione sit in the back corner you couldn’t concentrate on the lesson when the throbbing got worse. “I can’t concentrate back here, why did you want to sit here?” You take Hermiones hand and put it under your skirt. “Where is your underwear?” “I didn’t put any on this morning. I can’t wait any longer.” she starts to rub your clit slowly still listening to Professor McGonagal talk. “Faster Mione” she rubs faster making you whine and beg for more in her ear. She pushes your legs apart as far as you can and rubs faster. Luckily Professor McGonagal couldn’t see what Hermione was doing.

“Oh please Mione” you moan in her ear groping one of her tits. “No, she will see” you let go and Hermione slipped in a couple fingers. “You’re soaked” she whispers “For you Mione.” You feel yourself about to cum you bite Hermione’s shoulder hoping it will stop you from moaning. “Oh Merlin” Hermione puts her fingers in her mouth. “That was so much fun” Hermione whispers “You’re so naughty” “I like being naughty for you, Y/n.”

Hermione couldn’t stop smiling at you up until the end of the day. “Let’s go up to our dorm” you go to your dorm and lay down while Hermione studies and Parvati gathers some books to return to the library. “Where are you going?” Hermione asks Parvati “I’m going to the library to do some studying, wanna come with me?” “I prefer studying in here but maybe after dinner.” “I’ll see you at dinner then” Parvati shuts the door.

“Muffliato” Hermione says and gets up from her bed “What are you doing?” You ask “What do you think?” Hermione gets on your bed and starts to strip. You watch her as she unbuttons her shirt revealing her bra “Keep going, I want to see you strip naked.” She unzips her skirt and lets it fall to the ground. “Shit look at you” you moan and reaches behind her back and unclips her bra, her boobs are so beautiful and perky.

Last to come off is her underwear, she stands in front of you completely naked. “Your turn” she says “You want me to strip too?” “Not exactly.” Hermione straddles you and unbuttons your shirt, her eyes widen “You’re not wearing a bra” “I wanted to be ready.” She takes off your skirt. “Lay down, it’s your turn.”

You spread her legs apart “I’m sensitive” she says “That’s good I’ll make you cum hard.” You kiss her inner thy’s making her squirm until you kiss her clit “Please I need more.” You suck on her clit fingering her with a finger. “Ahh fuck Y/n” she yells, it always turns you on when Hermione swears. She rarely ever swears outside of the bedroom but she’s so vocal when we have sex that it just comes out. “Y/n I’m about to cum” you feel her walls tighten and throb around your fingers.

“I want to suck on your nipples” Hermione says “You do?” “Yes, it always feels amazing when you do it to me, I want to try it.” Little does Hermione know how sensitive your nipples are. They get hard when Hermione accidentally touches or brushes past you. You bite your lip when she takes it into her mouth. “Hermione please” she pinches your other nipple and you start to grind on her thigh. She bites the nipple in her mouth before letting go “Youre so needy, what do you need?” “Your thigh” Hermione sits on the edge of the bed letting you straddle her thigh and start rubbing yourself on her thigh.

“Wow you’re wet” she kisses your neck “Feels amazing Mione” her leg is so smooth and easy to grind on. “Can I grind on your pussy?” You ask Hermione “Yes love.” You position yourself between her legs. Just the connection of our cunts made us wet. “Move or I’m going to cum” Hermione says and you start to grind. “Oh shit, oh fuck. You’re so good at this” Hermione yells and starts moaning.

“Good girl, you’re doing so well Mione. Making me so wet” “I’m s-so close!” Hermione holds onto your tits and you feel her finish under you bucking and grinding her hips into you. “Keep doing that I am going to cum.” You cum and cuddle with Hermione “Did I make it up to you?” Hermione asks “Yes mione, you certainly did.” “You seemed to enjoy yourself” “So did you Mione, you make me so horny when you swear and moan like that.

“Hmm maybe we could go for round two and I’ll be fucking you this time” she rubs your clit while whispering in your ear “Fuck I’m already throbbing” “Good girl.”

#hermione granger smut #hermione x reader #hermione imagine #hermione granger imagine #hermione granger x reader #wlw smut #hermione granger x fem!reader

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husbandohunter · 4 years ago

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Stardew Impact [Stardew Valley+Genshin Impact x Reader]

Part 2/3 Zhongli, Xiao

Synopsis: “A mysterious phenomenon brought you and your s/o to an unfamiliar world: Pelican Town! Without the power of Visions, the two of you begin to learn the life of what it takes to be...a farmer?”

(DOMESTIC FARM LIFE ROUND TWO)

Genre: Fluff

Others

Diluc and Kaeya

Albedo and Childe

(A/n): This was meant to be part 3 but I couldn't wait to write xiao. Plus Ive been writing Albedo for almost the whole month already Word count_2.6k

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Xiao

• Thrown in an unfamiliar environment puts Xiao on high alert. Instincts kick in and his hand subconciously grabs for his spear. Nothing. Not even his vision activated. Xiao's gaze darts all over before landing on your figure. He sighs in relief, you're safe, that much he can decipher as of now.

• Stripped of his power, left with only claws and teeth (if must) to protect you from any dangers, he was ansty with every little thing.

• The villagers are so nice??? For what reason must they have to act so friendly to strangers (Xiao wonders). The Mayor even granted you two a vast farmland free of charge.

• Shortly he realized he no longer had his karmaic debt. Xiao wasn't sure how to live his life in this state. He dedicated his entire existence to years of slaughter and suffering that it became the only thing he knew. He won't admit it of course, he'll just throw in scoffs and remarks about how mundane activities are a waste of time when in reality, he just has no clue on how to handle them.

• Thats why the first day was difficult as you both try to figure out how to plant parnsips. Deciding it was better to go with an experiment, you split the share of seeds in half and used what basic knowledge you had on farming to finish the job. Xiao on the other hand tried copying what you did….though the outcome wasn't so desirable it was a mess. (His trained hands have taught him to be on the rough side).

• He doesn't bother socializing with the townspeople even though he has no karmaic debt to worry about. Xiao thinks you're more than enough anyways so what's the point?

• Robin is the only person who can tolerate him for obvious reasons (cough Sebastian cough) she knows exactly how to deal with his personality type. His glares don't faze her, she simply thinks its just a teenage phase of some sort.

• Eventually they become mutuals, Xiao thinks Robin is similar to Verr Goldet in a way. Since he's the one who does the heavy labour of chopping down trees and mining stones for building upgrades, he gets a chance to visit her house quite often. He comes back with lots of recipes too.

• You find out that his adepti blood never left him. Xiao doesn't need sleep so you better believe it when he tells you the next morning that he spent the whole night watering all 300 of your crops (watering is the only process he's good at for farming).

• Sometimes you catch him staring out of the window, wondering what he may be thinking. Life was so much more different, almost hard to recognize. Was this real? Is it okay for it to be real, just this once? Ever since he committed his duty to Morax, Xiao didn't dream of a time when everything would be peaceful. Yet here he is, no longer a weapon but on a journey to find out what it's like to live as a normal person.

• Spring: Every morning you find him kneeling behind the cabin with the pet cat (yes, cats seem to suit Xiao very much). He just stares at them, hesitant if he wanted to pet their fur or rub their chin. So he continues to glare intensely, scaring your cat away :(

• Whenever you wanted to attend any of the town's festivities, Xiao wouldn't even hide his distastefulness but goes with you regardless. Why do mortals consider hiding eggs and finding them a fun activity? And what kind of a name is Flower Dance? Can't they just call it a dance?

• Though…he does like the sight of you wearing a flower crown. Xiao likes putting stuff in your hair.

Since setting foot upon this new world, time seemed to have slowed down to the point that almost everything felt like an eternity. And you didn't mind, with him by your side, you wouldn't mind if it did last forever.

The lull of the grass was the only sound Xiao could hear as he closed his eyes and rested his head on your lap. You maneuvered across his scalp in small, subtle motions, surprised with how warm he felt against the heat your palm. He stirs a little and lets out a soft breath before turning his face to lay on the side.

You were slightly intrigued by the yaksha's new demeanor. From far away, Xiao was an intimidating man, even during the first time you laid eyes him, his presence felt similar to a knife pointing at anyone who dares to come too close. But now, the face that usually held his signature annoyance melted into something you never thought you'd see as the sun rays brushed against the surface of his fair skin. You observed the way his dark eyebrows stayed in a relaxed arch. The red crescents lining right above his beautiful long lashes and the sound of soft snores through parted lips. It was hard to believe that this man was the same person who claimed to have ended a thousand lives through thousands of years.

Did he fall asleep already?

Gently moving away the strands away from his cheekbone, hovered your gaze above him and whispered, "I thought adepti don't need rest."

"Hmph," Xiao responds, though there was no harshness in his tone, "Quit trying to be difficult, I didn't tell you to stop."

The smug grin on your face only widens. You lean downward and said to his ear, "And what's the magic word~?"

Xiao sighs at your antics. You were truly pushing your luck today and he simply didn't have the patience to entertain you. Without a warning, he grabs your wrist and pulls you down, foreheads pressing until you were but a breath away. The adepti conquers, he does not plead.

• Summer: As expected, your parnsnips weren't able to grow as much. Thus, this season was going to be the one to make up for the lost profit. Xiao is very good at hunting, perhaps the best in the entire town. Though the way he catches fish is rather peculiar, said by the folks. He prefers to carve a spear made of wood and repeatedly stabs the lake until results show. Xiao dislikes the old fashioned way, he says its unproductive and it unecissarily takes too much time.

• But as much as he scared the whole town, they were extremely grateful when he cleaned up the slime issues happening in the mines. You could say that he grew very popular since then and eventually mustered up the courage to greet him a hello whenever he passes by.

• You nudge him to reply back. Xiao usually shoots you a glare but slowly, he learns the courtesy of acknowledging someone's prescence.

• Fall: You woke up to a burnt smell coming from the kitchen. Xiao just thought he would return the favour since you always worked so hard. (He was actually trying to figure out what a 'whisk' was. It was no wonder why there were eggshells in the dish!)

• You realized that Xiao was taking more initation compared to before. At night, when you thought the animals were actively jumping in the barns, the noise was actually from Xiao trying to adjust himself to the ways of tending the field. After learning what TV was, he would always switch to the channel "Livin off the land" to gain some insight. Truly, Xiao was greatful even though he knew he eventually had to return to his duties, he wanted to utilize the current days the best way he could. And what better way was it to just make you happy in return?

• Winter: This was the season to test the accumulation of Xiao's abilities: you caught a cold and he had to manage everything in his own. Xiao scolded you for not wearing enough and being too careless but at the same he considered that you must've been working too hard.

• Goes to Robin for help. She basically became his mom now. Prepares the food and leaves them in the fridge, she teaches Xiao how to use the phone in case he needed any help and also lets him know where all the essentials are.

• Xiao stayed by your side the whole time even though you told him you'd be fine. But he refuses, he may no longer be a gaurdian but he was your gaurdian. That role never changed.

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Zhongli

• You wake up on a soft bed with Zhongli sitting at a chair nearby. He hands you a cup of brewed water but you're still blatlantly confused. Seems like everything was taken care of by Zhongli, it ends up with him explaining everything to you.

• The folks instantly assumes you both as a married couple. Who could blame them? He did carry your unconcious body all the way to town while asking for a local doctor. You can bet that the ladies wish they were you at that moment. Zhongli took care of everything, including with the contract with the new farm.

• It didn't take long for you both to adjust to the new lifestyle. Zhongli's accumulated knowledge was enough to last all four seasons. Days past by peacefully as you shared the tasks. He'd place down the stone paths towards the gate and you busied yourself with decorating the house. After that was done, Zhongli would rest upon the rocking chair outside your door (like the grandpa he is) and sometimes you'd join him in one reading session. His voice was soothing, you eventually dipped into a slumber as the evening grew colder. Just like always, your beloved brings his arm to encapsulate you from the wind, brushing his thumb against your skin subconciously while you snore softly into his shoulder.

• In a way, the townsfolk were right. You both do act like a married couple. It's basically domestic life with Zhongli in a nutshell.

• He gets connected with Gunther and lands a role in the Museum. Since he's there so often, Zhongli also manages to be acquainted with Elliot as well. Two men who have a common interest with books while speaking in poetic prose. Their conversation would last for hours to the point Gunther had to kick them out of the library!

• Veeeery good with the children, not in an entertaining way but its just the aura he reeks. Penny usually had trouble dealing with Vincent since he never seems to be able to focus but the minute Zhongli speaks, he's all ears. Not only that he was also very good with the elderly. He even recommended some herbs George could take to soothe his back issues.

• Problem is that he still forgets to bring his wallet and Childe isn't here to save him. So once you stepped foot into the Stardrop Saloon and Gus calls you over, he tells you about the cost he owed to his tab….

• But this tranquil life full of genuinity and deprived of sovereignty, he was overjoyed to be able to spend it with you. Because he knew you were unlike him, that all humans were born with an expiry date. He knew so well that after every new greeting, he would have to face the goodbyes over and over until the world eventually came to an end. He knew you were also going to be part of those many goodbyes while he would still be here.

• But as Zhongli walks amongst the fallen leaves, he remembered the beauty that carries within every new beginning. They brought him to you and he would never hesitate to trade his gnosis for it.

Spring: You shot up your bed when Zhongli blast the TV at full volume. He apologizes, saying that he was simply trying to change the channel. You figured it was best for him to go outside before he somehow glitches the screen until it couldn't repair itself (Robin charges for repairs).

• Every thursday you both go to Pierre's store to complete your grocery shopping. He offers to push the cart as you fill the basket with all the necessities (plus it saves you the trouble of having him tossing whatever he sees without looking at the price tag).

• Every afternoon you order a take out from the Saloon, sharing the meal while sitting at the fountain's edge near the community center. Every evening Zhongli would take you to explore the rest of the vast farmland, discovering places you weren't even aware of. It was no wonder why everyone thought you were a married couple.

• Summer: Since the cabin was too small for a bathroom, you guys would have to travel up the mountains in order to get to the Spa house (cue sweatiness x10).

• The concept of hotsprings was derived from Inazuma so it was no surprise that Liyue eventually took it after him. Zhongli had collected some incense from foraging items over the past few months, he knows whats up. But overall he gives the best bath sessions (hands down) and you were the one who insisted in joining him. He was a gentle and sweet lover, always putting your needs before his. Ancient artifacts and old history books have always been precious to him, he treated you no differently.

The heartbeat of the oceans continues to rock back and forth until they brush up on the sandy shore, washing away the two pairs of footprints left behind by a man and a woman.

Gold against gold, his amber eyes reflected against the scenery. Millions of lights flashed among the sea when the sun began to climb down from the sky, it's rays hugged across the valley like an ethereal glow bestowed by the heavens as summer's wind brought even more warmth than what he had currently felt. You trance ahead of with the same light shaping around your form.

"Oh hey there's another rainbow shell," you waved at him before running off, "I'll be back!"

How is it that you still continue to shine like gold in his memories?

Zhongli suddenly ponders at the chapters laying ahead of him. He spent so many years turning each page without ever reaching a conclusion, forever searching the fabled happy endings written in fairytale books, but he knew his immortality wouldn't grant him that wish.

Thus, the formal archon raised his pen and reweaves his own story. He envisions his future with you by his side, engraving every detail until it was immortalized in his memories.

Perhaps I shouldn't keep her waiting.

With a renewed resolve, Zhongli clutches the gemstone tightly in his palm, he seals the page with the final contract between your future and his.

• Fall: After getting your first house upgrade, it was time for the next event: the ceremony. Yes, Zhongli would only have a wedding if Liyue traditions were involved. Everyone was invited of course, they were quite intrigued with the flashy setup such as lanterns and fireworks (you were a little worried with where he got the budget for such items) and Zhongli even educated Gus about some recipes he can use for the Saloon.

• You found out that Zhongli was saving all his money for this day (it was no wonder that he couldn't pay for his tab!). Old habits die hard, it was a shame that he didn't have his powers to craft the right items, but at least he got to sea you in a traditional eastern dress (it's the part he was looming forward to the most).

• Fall is the best season. One you wouldn't forget.

• Winter: Ah he finally learns how to use technology after three seasons. He only knows two channels from the TV which was 'Livin off the Land' and the weather channel. Zhongli oftens talks to himself as he tries to figure out more mechanics, he seems to be extremely absorbed in the most basic things.

• The miner of the house. But instead of using them to upgrade tools and donating them to the museum, Zhongli likes to keep some of them for collection. You could say your house also had a little museum in the other room.

• Romcom movies and soap operas. You can't change my mind that this is what you both spend your time watching as the snowstorm rages outside.

#genshin impact #stardew valley #genshin impact headcanons #xiao x reader #zhongli x reader #xiao headcanons #zhongli #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact xiao #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin imagines #genshin impact zhongli #genshin xiao #genshin zhongli #nya-writes

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tootiredmotel · 4 years ago

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For @one-more-offbeat-anthem 's 1k follower celebration. The prompt was "sickfics" and I've never written a sickfic in my life so, naturally, I adapted a scene from one of my comfort movies (Fever Pitch, 2005). HUGE congrats on your milestone love!!!

read on ao3 or below (1.5k words)

Castiel should've known better than to listen to his brother regarding food. They have wildly different palates, and why he agreed to accompany Gabriel to lunch at some newly-opened new-age restaurant with barely any reviews, he'll never know. He wasn't thinking.

He could think even less that night, hunched over the toilet with food poisoning while his date knocked on his apartment door.

As soon as he could, Castiel scrambled to his feet and wobbled over to open it, his over-excitable golden retriever on his heels. Dean stood there in a nice leather jacket, all dapper and first-date-ready with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and it broke Castiel's heart to have to tell him:

"I'm sick."

He was sure it was evident in his eyes, death breath, hair sticking out in all directions from holding his head above the toilet, but he said it anyway.

"I'm really sick, I'm sorry. Come back tomorrow."

Castiel went to close the door, but Dean took a cautious step, bouquet forgotten at his side. "Sick how? You in pain? Do you need anything?"

"I just-" Castiel swallowed forcefully. "I ate at this new restaurant and-"

Just thinking about it made him run to the bathroom again, and he almost didn't make it on time. He barely registered Dean, still at the doorway, say something about Castiel (Cas, he called him) not needing to fake it if he didn't want to go out with him. A few seconds later, the door closed, and Castiel (still puking) thought that was that. He blew it with the handsome schoolteacher, all thanks to his brother's awful culinary taste.

His dog's wasn't so far behind. "Honey, please don't eat that," he reprimanded her, failing to shoo her out of the bathroom.

When he felt he was done, for the time being at least, he tried to stand. He was weak, and for a second he thought he might split his head open on the toilet seat, but then Dean was there, hands on his waist, helping him up. "I got you," said Dean, over and over again, and Castiel believed him.

Dean helped him to his bed where he tried to sit him down, but Castiel must've been weaker than he thought. He flopped backward, and then Dean cautiously lifted his head and placed a pillow underneath.

"Thank you."

"Got some more comfortable clothes? Something to sleep in?"

It's then Cas remembered he was already dressed for the date, slacks and a white button-up (probably grossly stained, he hated to think), and pointed Dean to a drawer.

A second later Dean was gently hoisting him back to his feet, strong hands at his sides, saying "Here, I'll help you change. Promise I won't look. Too much, I won't look too much."

And that actually made Castiel chuckle.

Dean unbuckled and took off his slacks first, replacing them with sweatpants. It was a slow, quiet process, and Dean only spoke up after he'd taken off Castiel's tie and shirt. "Alright, I gotta be honest, I'm looking. Sorry, Cas."

Cas couldn't help another chuckle. Dean was incredibly respectful through it all, careful not to touch any skin unless he had to, which was mostly to keep Cas from falling over. He slipped a t-shirt onto him and laid Cas back down on the bed, this time with his head where it was supposed to be. That's when things started to blur, when his head hit the pillow.

"I don't think there's anything left in there, but just in case..."

Cas, through hazy vision, noticed Dean putting his empty hamper next to the bed. He thanked him, repeatedly. Cas isn't sure how many times he said it, over and over again, thank you.

"Hey, no, you just get some rest," was the last thing Cas heard Dean say before he was out like a light.

Cas suspects he briefly regained consciousness three times during that night.

The first time, he's sure of. He felt a hand on his shoulder, slowly coaxing him awake. "Here," Dean said softly, placing a bottle of Gatorade with a straw in it on the nightstand. "Drink this if you can, alright? Get your strength back." Cas nodded and fell back asleep.

The second time was more questionable, and he only knows it was real because he saw the results of it in the morning. He slowly awoke on his own and saw Dean in his bathroom across from his bedroom door, wearing rubber gloves and scrubbing away at the toilet with a sponge. Cas tried to stop him, tell him no, please, you don't have to do that, really, but couldn't help sleep drag him back down before he could get the words out.

The third time is the most unbelievable. Borderline fantastical. If it was real, he might just have to marry this guy.

Cas thinks he saw Dean brushing Honey's teeth.

Out of everything that happened the night before, that is all he can think about as he steps out of the shower in the morning. He plans to call Dean, send a fruit basket to his school, invite him on the best date of his life to repay him for all he did, and ask him. It's going to sound ridiculous, did you brush my dog's teeth or did I hallucinate that, and Dean will probably turn down his invite. If not for the hell he went through that night, then for Cas being insane.

And then Cas finds Dean asleep on his couch, Honey snuggled into his side. And yeah, he's probably going to marry this guy. This schoolteacher who happened to pick him and his office as a field trip destination for his math kids. This adorable guy that came back later that same day, thanked him for getting through to the kids (which Cas didn't think he had, but he digresses), and then asked him out. This unbelievably sweet guy that Cas initially rejected, god knows why, but then called at his school and left a message for, Saturday at seven, here's my address, because he couldn't get him off his mind. This caring, thoughtful, heaven-sent guy who showed up with flowers, now in a vase on his dining table, found Cas with food poisoning and proceeded to take care of him, his dog, and his apartment the rest of the night.

Before Cas can think about marrying him again (which he was going to, the hopeless romantic), Honey startles and jumps off the couch, waking Dean. Cas doesn't move, just watches as Dean sits up, notices him, then sits up straighter.

"Hey! Hey, how you feeling?" Dean asks, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand. He put products in his hair for the date, Cas notices, because it's now stiffly and adorably messed up.

"Much better. I won't be entering any pie-eating contests any time soon, though."

"Too bad. That was my next date idea."

Cas smiles, the words next date making his heart flutter in his ribcage. His question pops back into his mind.

"Did you, um..." Don't ask about the dog, he'll think you're crazy. He decides to go with "Did you clean my bathroom last night?" even though he knows the answer.

"Me? No."

Well. Cas thought he knew the answer. Probably dreamed it too. But then who-

"The vomit elves came in," Dean continues. "Real cute. Little hats, miniature vomit bags, adorable. Efficient too."

Cas is stuck somewhere between smiling so wide his cheeks hurt, and shaking his head while rolling his eyes. "Did the elves brush Honey's teeth too?"

"Oh no, that one was me."

And that has Cas laughing in earnest. At the sound of her name, Honey came bouncing back, settling next to Dean on the couch.

"Not letting the little bastards take credit for that one. This sweetheart loves me, and I earned that myself," Dean says, scratching Honey between her ears, enraptured.

"Dean, thank you." At that, Dean looks up. "Thank you. You could've just left, but you chose to stay. And you went above and beyond. Thank you."

Dean looks away and stands, trying to play it off with a wave of his hand. "Nah, it was nothing."

"It was everything," Cas says stepping forward, placing a beckoning hand on Dean's shoulder. Dean finally looks at him with a barely-there smile and a gaze that wants to escape, but he fights for it to stay on Castiel's face. Cas is glad he does, because he needs Dean to see, understand, how grateful he is.

"I uh... I got you these." Dean reaches for a paper bag on the coffee table, and that's when Cas takes his hand off his shoulder. "Some movies."

"Such as?"

"Mostly anime porn," Dean says, and Cas is doing it again, the chuckling/eye roll/head shake combo. "And some stuff I like to watch when I'm not doing great."

"Well, for me that would be documentaries."

"Wait." Dean blinks. "What? What did you say?"

"Documentaries. Preferably environmental, or perhaps historical in nature."

"No way, you're not gonna believe this," Dean says, a bit too much surprise on his face. "This is insane dude, check this out..."

He reaches into the bag, and Cas half believes he's about to pull out a copy of Disney's Earth. He's delighted to be wrong.

"Roadhouse."

Cas laughs again, and the beaming smile on Dean's face is what convinces him. He is definitely going to marry this guy.

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staynskz · 4 years ago

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Making Amends: Part Three

Pairing: husband BangChan x female reader

Genre: Slight Angst, Heavy Smut (18+ only!), slight fluff

Word Count: 7.6K+

Warning(s): nsfw, only 18+ readers minors DNI!

“Babe, wake up,” Chan said as he caressed your cheek.

Opening your eyes, you realized that the jet had already landed. You must’ve been so tired from work that you fell asleep the entire way there. As Chan took off your seatbelt for you, you stretched your arms and yawned while standing up. It was weird. Chan was being sweet like how he was back in the days you both were dating...

“Where are we?” you asked while rubbing your eyes.

“We’re in your favorite place, baby.”

My favorite place? You thought to yourself. You didn’t have any favorite place. Home with the kids was your favorite place, but you’d already left home to come to wherever this place was.

“Come on, babe, let’s go,” Chan said standing near the jet door with his hand out towards you. What else could you do? Chan was being weird, but you didn’t have a choice since you were already here. Grabbing his hand, he began leading you out.

“Oh! Wait,” Chan said as he pulled something from his coat pocket. They were your sunglasses… your favorite pair. You hadn’t worn them since your honeymoon with Chan. They’d been sitting in your drawer at home collecting dust since you both hadn’t been able to go on vacation after having kids and being busy at work. That was ages ago. Time really does fly by fast.

While you were too busy being stunned, Chan suddenly put the sunglasses on you. You looked up at him. He was smiling and adoring you, then suddenly kissed your forehead. You let a small smile form on your lips and looked down with a small blush forming on your cheeks. As you were about to look up, Chan reached his hand out to brush your hair out of your face.

“This too,” he said as he pulled out a hair clip from his pocket. He clipped your hair back the way you always did when you were cooking or doing something that needed your full attention. “You look beautiful as always, baby.” Those were such simple words that made your heart beat faster. It had been so long since you’ve felt Chan’s hands caress you like this. It wasn’t much, but it was something you both hadn’t felt in so long. “Come on, let’s go,” he said as he took your hand from your side and led you through the open jet door. You were greeted with the setting sun on the horizon, the feeling of slightly humid air, and beautiful greenery as you stepped out of the jet. This was a familiar feeling…

This was the private island Chan had bought as a gift for you as your wedding gift. You’d told him that buying an island for yourself to live on as you grew older was the one thing that you always dreamed of, and he did that as a gift to you for your wedding gift. You were on the verge of tears. You’d been so busy at work that you forgot about your island. Chan was right. This was your favorite place… your safe haven.

As Chan helped you down the last step, he asked cautiously, “Are you okay, babe?”

“Yeah… I’m just surprised we’re here…” you said as you looked at his worried eyes.

“Okay… What do you wanna do, hmm? Go to the waters? Eat lunch?”

“Let’s get settled in first, then we’ll decide what we wanna do,” you said as you led the way to the beach house.

There wasn’t anyone around. Usually, there were at least one or two workers, but there wasn’t anyone on the island.

Reading your concerned body language, Chan knew what you were thinking. “I told the workers that they could leave for the next week.”

“Why?” you asked. “So we can have the island to ourselves, what else?” Chan said as he unlocked the front door to the beach house.

Walking through the house made you reminisce every memory you made with Chan. The many times you both made love, held each other, and spoke in the dark about your future plans as a couple. Every memory played throughout your mind as you walked by every room on the way to the master bedroom.

Pushing the doors open, you saw the very bed you and Chan had first made love. You took a deep breath as you pushed the thought to the back of your head. Although you loved Chan, no matter what, you weren’t going to forget everything just because he brought you to your favorite place. Anyone could say you were stubborn in your ways, but what you went through had to be spoken through with Chan who’d been following behind you through every room and space as well. He hadn’t said anything, but you knew what he was thinking.

“I’m gonna take a bath,” you said as you made your way to the bathroom.

“Oh… okay. Do you want to eat anything?” Chan asked watching you walk away.

“No, I’m not hungry.”

You lied. You were starving. It was killing you, but you didn’t want to be an inconvenience to Chan. Especially not since the argument. It killed you that there was an unspoken silence among the two of you. It was ridiculous, really. You were both grown adults who were supposed to be in a compromising marriage, but here you were barely speaking to each other. Chan made you happy, but during hard times, it didn’t seem like he was happy with you. That was where things got hard for the both of you.

Your thoughts were interrupted as your timer went off letting you know to get out of the bath before you turned into a wrinkly prune. As you grabbed your towel to dry yourself off, you had slipped off the ledge of the bathtub with a huge thud. Hearing the loud thud, Chan ran to the bedroom asking if you were okay and waiting for a response. You’d hurt your knee from the fall, but it wasn’t anything too serious. While you were trying to get up, Chan had already opened the door and saw you naked on the bathroom floor.

“Are you okay??”

“Obviously,” you said with some attitude while trying to reach for the towel on the wall.

“Don’t move,” Chan demanded as you looked at him with curious eyes as he ran out of the bathroom.

You listened to him, though. What if there was a bug on you? You checked your surroundings but didn’t see anything either. Looking up, you saw that Chan was running back with the first aid kit in his hands.

“What the-” you said before Chan lifted your naked body to sit on the edge of the bathtub.

“Sit still,” he said while assessing your knee. It was bleeding. You hadn’t even realized. You were too busy being stubborn that Chan walked in on you naked and helplessly reaching for your towel that you hadn’t realized your knee must’ve scraped something on the way down. You started covering your body as you realized how bare you were in front of Chan.

“Don’t worry, baby. It’s not like I haven’t seen all of you yet,” he teased while smiling lightly.

“I’m not covering up my body because of that!” You tried to argue back.

“Oh really?” he asked looking up at your face.

“Y-yes…” you lied while trying to hide the faint blush on your face. “It’s because I’m cold.”

“Oh?... I thought you took such hot baths and showers that you actually aren’t cold after you come out for awhile.”

Damn it! He knew you so well you couldn’t even lie to his face.

“Don’t worry, babe. I’m just taking care of your knee. I won’t look if you don’t want me to.”

After applying an ointment and band-aid to your knee, Chan looked up at you with a faint smile on his face, “There. All done. Does your knee still hurt?”

While trying to stand up, you tumbled a bit because your knee was still sore, but not in too much pain. Chan caught you just as you were about to fall.

Pushing him away, you brushed him off with “I’m okay.”

“It doesn’t seem like it,” he retorted.

“If I say that I’m fine then I’m fine!”

You could tell Chan was a bit hurt from your remark, but there wasn’t anything that made you angrier than now. Was he just doing this to “make up” his lame ass actions from the previous months? Was he doing this to distract you from the fact that he could be cheating on you? Your thoughts were swirling so fast around your head that if it were a cartoon you’d be seeing stars circle your head.

As you took the towel off the wall and walked into the bedroom, you sat on the bed while checking your knee. Chan was always so good at taking care of you whenever you were hurt. But just seeing you physically was all that he could see; he couldn’t see that you were hurting inside as well. You missed the times where he would come and tell you he loved you every day and do small things to make you feel loved. It truly was the small things that you missed from him.

You’d been in the bathroom for so long you didn’t even realize that the sun was already gone for the day. You were still starving. Your stomach started to rumble.

“You’re hungry, aren’t you?” you heard Chan’s voice come from the bathroom door.

“I-” you started to protest.

“I already cooked us some dinner while you were in the bathroom. Get dressed and come out when you’re ready.”

He wasn’t happy with you. He never was. It just made your heart sink. Chan was actually trying to fix your marriage, but you were the one who was pushing him away. It just made you feel even worse about your attitude, but you both needed to find a middle ground for your everyday life-not just when you were on vacation without the kids or worries from work.

After getting dressed, you walked into the kitchen. It smelled amazing. You saw that Chan had cooked your favorite pasta. You were secretly excited, but you knew that Chan wasn’t too happy with you right now.

“I hope you don’t mind that I cooked the pasta. I’m not that great at cooking it like you do, but I just wanted to make something to make you happy,” Chan said as he pulled the chair out for you to sit on.

“It’s okay. I appreciate it,” you said while showing a slight smile to try and make Chan a bit happier than before. He shared a smile with you before walking to the other end of the table to sit.

“How’re you feeling now?” Chan asked as he dug into the pasta on his plate.

“I’m feeling okay…” what else were supposed to say?? No, don’t talk to me? Ugh it was too hard to be married sometimes.

“But?...” Chan said as he looked up after taking a bite.

There was a long pause before you began speaking. What were you going to say? The last argument hadn’t even been solved and you didn’t even want to bring up another topic to argue about with him, but-

“Are you cheating on me?” you blurted out before you could even think.

Chuckling to himself before looking at you, Chan smiled at you.

“Y/N, if I don’t even have time for you, my wife, why would I have time for another woman?”

“Just because you don’t have time for me doesn’t mean that you can’t give the attention to another woman,” you snapped back.

“Okay, you’re right, but you know that I wouldn’t do that to you. You’re the mother of my two beautiful kids, you’re everything I’ve wanted in my life. You’re literally the embodiment of who I dreamed of marrying. I don’t know why-”

“Then why don’t you treat me like it?” That was it. You’d been holding back for too long. It took too much space in your mind. You were going to solve the problem now or else you were going to lose your mind.

“I’m trying, babe-”

“Bringing me on vacation isn’t going to cut it, Chan. We can’t just do this every time we argue it’s ridiculous that-”

“That what?” Chan said looking you dead in the eyes. “That I’m trying to be a good husband? That I’m trying to be a better man? I know that I fucked up, Y/N. I know that I fucked up for the past few months, but I don’t think that we should just leave our marriage broken. You act like I haven’t been trying lately!”

“I never said that! I’m just asking you why you’ve been neglecting me, your wife, for God knows how long!” was all you could say before tears started rolling down your face. It was all out now. No holding back. No more secrets hidden. No more bottling things up.

As Chan saw the tears on your face, he reached over to wipe them away. Before he could touch your face, you whacked his hand away.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” you said as you stood up and walked outside toward the beach.

“Y/N! Wait! Where are you going?”

“Don’t talk to me! Don’t act like you care, Chan!”

“What are you talking about?! Y/N please. We need to talk this out. Tell me how you’re feeling, why you’re feeling like this, and what I can do to make you happier,” he said while following you onto the white sandy shore.

“Nothing, Chan! Nothing! That’s what you can do to make me happier!” you yelled while still turned away from him.

“Y/N, stop! Look at me!” he said while pulling your arm so he could have your full attention.

“What, Chan?! What the fuck more do you need from me?!”

“I need you to communicate what you’re feeling, Y/N. That’s what I need you to fucking do so that I can salvage this marriage,” he said sternly while looking at you straight in the eyes.

You could have any kind of attitude, but you knew that when Chan had enough, it was enough-especially when he wouldn’t move his gaze away from your face.

“What I want? I want you to be my husband, Chan! I want you to love me the way you did when we first got married. I want you to love me the way you promised you would when we were in love! Where’s the Chan I fell in love with? Do you even know who I am anymore? Am I nothing more than just your children’s mother? Where’s the man I made love to and shared secrets with on a daily basis? Do you even love me, Chan?!” was all you could say before tears started rolling down your face again. You couldn’t handle being so emotional, but it had been too long since you’ve been open with your emotions that it brought everything you were thinking out.

Chan started walking closer and closer to you, but you backed away, wary of his touch.

“I do love you, Y/N. There’s no one I want more than you. You’re all that I need. I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry that I’ve been such a shitty ass husband these past few months. I’m sorry that I haven’t been showing you as much love, okay? I’m so sorry, babe. Please, forgive me,” Chan said as he got on his knees and hugged your waist. You couldn’t do anything but cry your eyes out. It had been too long. It wasn’t what you wanted, but it’s the only thing that could suffice.

“Let go, Chan,” you said as you tried to pry his arms away from your waist.

“No. I’m not going to let you go anywhere. You’re everything I need, Y/N. You’re my rock. You’re the only woman I need in this world. I’m sorry that I’m such a horrible husband that I couldn’t see you were struggling as well. I’m sorry that I’ve been so selfish. Please, Y/N, let me fix this. Let’s fix our marriage. I don’t care what happens as long as I have you with me. I need you here with me, Y/N,” Chan protested while firmly holding your waist to his chest. His chest was heaving. He was crying. Chan rarely cried.

You both were on the sand for who knows how long. You knew that you’d been so stubborn, but you’d been hurt for so long that it felt like a huge burden had been lifted from your shoulders this time. It was a great relief, but now it was time to build your relationship to become even stronger together than before. It was only a matter of time before you grabbed Chan’s arms trying to get out of his strong grip again.

“I told you, I’m not letting go,” Chan pouted against your stomach, “I’m gonna stay here until you forgive me and promise to not leave me.”

With a small smile forming on your lips, you just say, “Babe… I know that it’s been hard, but we need to go inside. I’m getting cold out here. The ocean breeze isn’t helping either.”

“No. Not until you say that you forgive me. I’m not going anywhere without you in this world, Y/N. I don’t care if you run away. I’m gonna look for you wherever you go. You’re the better part of me that I need to survive in this world. I-”

“Okay, okay. I forgive you, babe.”

“No. You’re just saying it so I’ll let you go. You’re not saying it with your whole heart,” Chan said while still holding you tightly.

You pushed his head back as you looked him straight in the eyes and said to him, “I forgive you, baby. We’ll just need to work on strengthening our marriage now, okay?”

Before you could say anything else, Chan got up from the sand and kissed your lips.

“Good. That’s what I wanted to hear,” he said while carrying you bridal style to the house.

“Where are we going?” you asked as he walked past the kitchen.

“We’re gonna make baby number three,” Chan said with a serious face.

“We have to clean the kitchen, babe. It’s dirty!” you said as you smacked his arm.

“I don’t care. I’ve missed having you all to myself. Can’t I just have you all to myself for once? Hmm?” Chan hummed against your ear.

You couldn’t deny the fire burning in you. You and Chan had barely made love since a few months after you had Eli. After that, it was either just a quickie or something you didn’t want to do. This was a side of you that you’d neglected for so long, it felt impossible to be wanting to make love with Chan again.

Chan set you on the edge of the bed like you were a fine China doll that would break at any moment. As he began peeling your clothing off, you stopped him before he could take off your shirt.

“Can we turn the lights off, Chan?”

“What do you mean, baby?” he asked, eyes full of concern.

“My body’s not in the best shape right now… and I’d rather we do this in the dark than have you see everything,” you explained.

“Oh baby,” Chan said as he started kissing every inch of your body, “I want to explore every inch of your body like a starving man. I want to make sure I see every crevice, every scar, every mole on your body. There’s nothing more I would beg for right now.”

“But I-” you tried to argue against him.

“I don’t care what it is that you hate about your body, baby. I love every inch of you. I wanna make you scream my name until your lungs give out. I wanna make you love yourself even more. I wanna give you all that I can this entire week. I’m gonna make sure you know that you’re loved and that you’re everything I need. How about we keep the lights dim so that I can make sure you’re actually enjoying everything I do, hmm?”

There was no denying that Chan was great with his words. He made you feel safe no matter what. You wanted to protest, but his mouth was too good at what he was doing, so you nodded your head in agreement.

While walking back after dimming the lights, Chan started peeling every article of clothing off your body. When he got to your bra and underwear, he just stared at you from the edge of the bed. You were so self-conscious that you tried to cover yourself up. Before you could manage to cover anything, Chan pulled your arms above your head.

“Wow, baby. I didn’t know you’d be wearing this lingerie set out of all sets,” he said while nibbling on your neck.

“I didn’t have a choice, Chan. It’s not like you packed the most comfortable clothing for me to wear while on vacation.”

“I know… that’s the point, baby.” You could feel him smirk against your skin as his lips travelled down your body.

Before you could make a smart remark, Chan had already reached behind your back to unbuckle your bra with one hand while the other caressed your waist. The cold air made your nipples stand, causing you to whine under your breath.

Chan started making his way down your chest, creating marks to make sure you knew who you belonged to the next day. He took one breast in his mouth and started massaging the other. Chan started flicking his tongue against your nipple. Light but effective kisses, nibbles, and licks were enough to make you moan. Chan switched from one breast to the other while all you could do was remain helplessly moaning and whining under your breath.

“Don’t hold back, baby. There’s no one here who’s gonna hear you,” Chan reassured you.

“I know… I’m just so used to being quiet around the kids at home,” you explained.

“Well,” he started as he moved back up to be face to face with you, “just know that I wanna hear every noise from that beautiful mouth of yours.”

Blushing at his words, you could only whine slightly while pushing your face into the pillow beside you.

“That’s what I like to hear, baby,” Chan said as he started kissing lower towards your stomach and pelvis.

“Babe, stop teasing,” you whined even louder.

All Chan could do was hum against your skin as he took careful measures to kiss your stretch marks you’d gotten from pregnancy.

“No, don’t do that,” you said as you tried pushing his head away.

Chan pushed away your hands and tucked them under your back. “I’m gonna do whatever I want to make your body feel worshipped, baby. So you better keep your hands behind your back or else I’m gonna have to make you suffer tonight. Got it?”

Without a word, you looked down and nodded your head.

“Good,” he said as he continued worshipping your body.

Chan started travelling down lower and lower as he got above your underwear, his hot breath fanning against your core.

“Baby, please,” you whined while still struggling to keep your hands behind your ass.

Chan licked a stripe above your clothed core, making you thrust your hips into the air.

You didn’t know what to think anymore. It felt like it’d been forever since Chan and you had made love. This was something so intimate you couldn’t describe it. No words would’ve given justice to how Chan made you feel in this moment.

There were so many emotions flooding through your brain, you hadn’t realized that Chan already stripped you of your underwear too. You felt so exposed, it was getting even harder not to hide your face in the pillows.

“Don’t be shy, baby. Show me that beautiful face of yours,” Chan encouraged you.

You could only smile with your eyes closed while you lifted your head from the pillows.

“Aww, my baby’s becoming more confident isn’t she? I’ll make sure you feel every inch of your body is loved.”

These words Chan was whispering were like a drug to your ego. It made you willing to do whatever it was to make him happy. It made you willing to please every inch of him as well. Even though he was willing to please you eternally, you knew that he deserved every inch of love he needed as well.

Chan began kissing your inner thighs as he drew closer and closer to your soaking core. You writhed under his mouth but could only succumb to him. He began by attacking your throbbing clit, sucking and lightly tugging.

It was hard not trying to move your arms away, but it was something you’d learned to never do with Chan. They don’t say time teaches you everything you need to know for no reason.

Chan continued on and pried open your dripping core. He then inserted two fingers and began fingering your core with a come-hither motion. You arched your back as you tried to hold back your moans and whines while he kept hitting your g-spot.

“I told you to stop holding back,” Chan said right as he smacked your thigh.

Letting out a yelp, you moved your arms from behind your back as you reached out to stop him from smacking your thigh again. Chan’s reflexes were fast enough to stop your hand and put it behind your back again.

“Chan, please. I need-”

“I don’t care how hard you beg to not feel good tonight, baby. It’s gonna be your pleasure or nothing at all,” Chan said as he attacked your throbbing clit again.

You could feel your high coming closer and closer, wanting to release.

“Chan-Cha-please, I-”

“Are you gonna cum for me, baby?”

Nodding your head with your eyes closed and head thrown back, Chan smiled to himself while he kissed your parting lips.

“Yeah? My baby wants to cum hmm? Cum for me then, baby. Let me hear you,” Chan encouraged while still fingering and kissing you.

That was enough to set you off on your first high for the night. You felt your body tense, the pain in your core was too much to handle. You grabbed the sheets of the bed, gasping slightly at the lost feeling. You felt your back arch in response to Chan’s mouth on you, then you felt your release. You shuddered slightly as you came down from your high. It wasn’t the most intense orgasm you’d ever had, but it was the more intense ones since you and Chan had started to drift apart.

Chan cooed while nibbling at your collarbone. “Good job, babygirl. There’s so many more rounds we have to go through to finish tonight.”

Whining, you just laid there still a mess. You could barely open your eyes. It was more intense than you could handle since it’d been so long since you’d been intimate with Chan.

Chan began kissing your body and worshipping it again, until he felt a tug at his pants. You were trying to seductively take off his pants while being under his control.

“My baby’s a bit needy, hmm?”

“Please Chan. It’s been too long since we’ve had time for this,” you whimpered as he stared at your exposed body.

“I know, baby, but I don’t want to rush it tonight,” he explained.

“I don’t care. I just need you,” those were the last words to come out of your mouth before he began taking off his clothes. Something about you begging and whining made Chan’s dick harder than before. Chan began kissing you and holding your jaw in his hand and pulling your hair into a ponytail, getting rougher and rougher while you took everything he gave you breathlessly.

Chan lifted you up so you both were on your knees on the bed, making out and feeling each other’s bodies. You grabbed his cock in your hand and ran your palm against it, causing Chan to slightly thrust toward you. You weren’t the only desperate one who hadn’t been touched in awhile.

“I don’t think you want to do that, babygirl,” Chan growled in a low tone.

“I think I do,” you said teasingly.

“If that’s the case, then start sucking,” he said as he adjusted himself to lay against the headboard and pillows while you lay in between his legs to begin administering to his needs.

You quickly followed Chan’s body language and began by taking his balls into your mouth, sucking on them lightly, lapping them like a little puppy while maintaining eye contact with him. Chan threw his head back while mumbling so many “don’t stop’s” and “keep going’s.” Taking your sweet time giving him a blowjob by tracing your tongue against the underside of his cock, you could feel him shiver under your touch, and placed kisses along his cock until you reached the tip. You began to lick his tip, spreading his precum with your tongue.

Finally, you put his cock in your mouth after a few more minutes of teasing. Your mouth was filled, but Chan kept pushing your head lower and lower onto his cock causing you to slightly gag and choke. This was barely anything though, since you and Chan had even had more intense sex…I mean…how did you even have kids if your sex wasn’t intense?.... (just saying…anywayssss)

Before you knew it, Chan was thrusting against the back of your throat vigorously, making you choke even more causing tears to begin falling down your cheeks.

“Yes, baby. Y-yes. Take it just like that. Take it like the good girl you are,” Chan praised you making you attempt to take him even deeper into your throat. You wanted to make him cum no matter what now. You knew he was on the verge of cumming, but he was just so good at holding back and being patient. You were going to make him cum regardless of how deep you had to deep throat his cock.

So you relaxed your jaw and went to work to make him have an everlasting orgasm. Relaxing your jaw helped you take more of his cock into your mouth, and so you were able to take him deeper to the point where your nose hit his pelvis. He was going to cum any minute now. You just knew it.

Having your nose to his pelvis was the tip of the iceberg for him as Chan tried pulling your head up and off his cock as he came undone in your mouth. You were relentless and moved his hands from your head as you held his waist and tried to take even more of his cock than you ever had. Chan’s moans were heavenly to hear as he continued to release more and more cum inside your mouth while his hands came back and found a place in your locks, pulling them and pushing your head down since you wanted it so bad.

His cum tasted sweet. That meant Chan was still drinking his pineapple juice daily. You both had made a pact to drink pineapple juice daily to make sure your juices tasted sweet for each other, but that was ages ago. You were surprised he kept up with the routine. You appreciated it, really. You were only able to keep up by drinking one small carton of pineapple juice every week.

After Chan came undone in your mouth, you began to slowly pull off his cock causing him to slightly growl and hiss from his throbbing cock finally being released. You then wiped your mouth from his cum spilling out alongside your drool.

“My baby wanted to be naughty and keep going, didn’t she?” Chan asked while looking down at you. All you could do was nod in agreement, eyes never leaving his. He wasn’t wrong, but you just wanted to please him since it’d been so long. “Well then…it looks like my baby needs to be dicked down for being so good to daddy and letting daddy release hmm?” he asked in a higher pitched tone, slightly mocking you.

“Yes, sir,” you stated as you made your way on top of Chan, straddling him. You began nibbling at his neck, kissing and licking his earlobes while he continued rocking your hips and clit against his abs and pelvis. Moaning, you couldn’t help but whimper louder and louder as he kept moving your hips faster and faster. Then, it all stopped. Confused, you stopped kissing him and looked up at him.

“Sit on my cock,” Chan demanded. All you could do was follow his orders. Chan was starting to get even more serious now since he wanted you to be pleased with his show tonight. As you sunk onto his cock, you could feel it filling you up inch by inch. You moaned and shut your eyes as you took in the full experience. Chan’s cock was so red and hard, the pressure against your walls made you breathless.

You began lifting yourself to please Chan, but he stopped your hips and held you down. He started moving your hips again, causing you to rub your clit against his pelvis while his cock was hitting your g spot. He really was trying to please you, not himself; being the selfless person that he is, you weren’t surprised. You wanted to please him, make him happy, but he really was going to make you reach another universe with his determination. And when Chan’s determined… nothing really stands in his way.

Chan grabbed one of your breasts, massaging it while sucking on the other, making you throw your head back in pleasure. The more Chan kept going, you felt another high coming, begging to release from your body. Your body started tensing, causing you to slightly shiver from your nerves reacting to Chan’s stimulation. By now, Chan was already marking your neck and collarbone with more hickies.

Whispering against your skin and looking up at you he asked, “You gonna cum for me, baby?”

“Ye-Yes,” you mumbled under your breath right as Chan lifted you from his lap and began rubbing your clit faster than when he was moving your hips.

“Ch-Chan! Chan!” you muttered while trying to move his hand away. Wrong move. Frustrated, Chan grabbed both of your arms and held them behind your back with one hand while going back to rubbing your swollen clit.

Gasping for air, you couldn’t hold your orgasm in any longer.

“Chan, I-I can’t-”

“Cum for me, baby. Be a good girl and cum for me, yeah?”

Your second high was finally released, causing you to throw your head back, and making you breathlessly and mindlessly rub your clit against Chan’s hand searching for more friction. Exhausted, you laid your head against Chan’s broad shoulders while he continued caressing your body and kissing you.

“Look at the mess you made, baby,” Chan said while smirking against the back of your ear.

Looking down, you realized that you’d squirted from the overstimulation. Blushing, you tried removing yourself from Chan’s body. You failed when he pulled you back into his arms by your waist. Struggling to get away, you started whining while turning your head away from his eyes.

“Aww, is my baby shy because I made her squirt? Hmm?” Chan asked teasingly while moving your loose strands of hair from your face.

Nodding in agreement, you just looked down. Pulling your face by the jaw to look up at him, Chan demanded, “Look at me, and use your words, baby. There’s nothing to be shy about. It’s just me. Understood?”

“Yes, sir,” you said while looking up to meet his eyes, causing you to blush even more.

“Good girl,” Chan complimented you before flipping you under him.

You didn’t even realize what happened, just that Chan was hovering above you, cradling your head in between his arms and complimenting your beauty while continuously kissing your body beginning from the top.

“You’re so beautiful, baby. Don’t doubt my love for you,” a kiss to your throat.

“I’m sorry I can be such a shitty husband at times,” a kiss to each breast.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been here to help you around the house and with the kids,” a kiss to your stomach.

“I love you, you know that?” a kiss to your pelvis.

“There’s nothing I could do if you weren’t—”

“Chan…” you said while looking down and meeting his innocent eyes. “Can you just fuck me like you did when we were on our honeymoon?”

You saw a change in Chan’s eyes. The lust grew between the both of you.

“Your wish is my command, my beautiful queen,” Chan said before spreading your legs wide open.

Embarrassed, you tried closing your legs. It’d been too long.

“Aww, my poor baby is shy after asking me to fuck the soul out of her hmm? I don’t think so,” he said while spreading your legs again.

You couldn’t help but succumb to his actions while pushing your head into the pillows on the bed to hide your red face.

Chan slowly teased you while trying to make sure you were wet enough for him. After spreading your juices around with his cock, your patience was thinner than before. Not only was he teasing you, but your body couldn’t help but react to his cock lightly touching your clit with every stroke.

“Babe, stopppppp-” you whined before you felt Chan fully fill you up, causing you to lightly gasp.

It surprised you, but you liked the surprise. Chan was always full of surprises when you were in bed. He began slowly thrusting inside you, hitting your g spot while kissing your body. You threw your head back in even more pleasure. With being overstimulated and having already came twice, what more could you ask for?

Whispering sweet nothings into your ear, Chan began thrusting faster and faster. You began feeling your third orgasm build up. With a few yeses and a few gasps, Chan knew you were getting close and began rubbing your clit to help with the stimulation building up. You started gripping the bedsheets while your legs began trembling.

“Cum for me one last time, baby,” Chan encouraged you while thrusting harder and faster into your drenched cunt.

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he continued his ministrations.

“Chan-Chan!” you quietly screamed as you came. Your body convulsed, causing you to arch your back and throw your head back deeper into the pillows. Chan began kissing in between your breasts and holding your hips tightly against his as he came.

“Fu-Fuck, baby!” was all Chan could say before a stream of moans came following yours as he came inside you. His thrusts were strong and felt never-ending as his hands grabbed your hips even tighter. Those hands were definitely going to leave bruises for you to enjoy tomorrow.

As Chan came down from his high, he collapsed onto your body. His head was on your chest as you both slowly came down from your highs. Chan held you there, enveloping you in his massive arms while you held his head in your arms, rubbing his sweaty strands of hair away from his forehead and neck.

“Was that as good as the honeymoon, baby?” Chan asked cheekily while smiling.

“Hmm… I mean… I think it could’ve been better, but-”

“But what??” Chan pouted as he began lifting his head to look at you. “I’m definitely way more experienced now compared to when we first got married, you know? I don’t think-”

“I’m kidding, babe. Calm down,” you said while forcing his head back onto your chest.

After a few more moments of silence, Chan began speaking again.

“I’m sorry for not being here for you, baby-” he started.

“It’s fine, baby. We’ve both been busy and working isn’t helping much, but we’ve come so far, and-”

“No, Y/N. This isn’t okay, and I want you to know that I’m sorry for being so shitty as your husband. I wanna make you happy, baby. I’m really sorry I couldn’t be the husband I promised you when we got married,” Chan interrupted.

“It takes two to make a marriage fall apart, Chan. I should’ve let you know how I was feeling instead of holding it in as well. I’m sorry too, and I accept your apology since you’re so keen on me listening to your apology.”

Nuzzling closer into your chest, Chan whispered “good.”

You felt a bit uncomfortable as your bladder needed to release.

“Babe, can you move please?”

“Why?” Chan asked. Before you could answer, he remembered. “—Oh, because you need to pee. Here, let me take you.” Before you could muster any protest, Chan had already gotten up and pulled you by your ankles to the edge of the bed. With a small yelp from you, Chan pulled the rest of your legs toward him, turning you to your side to carry you bridal style toward the bathroom.

“What?” Chan asked while looking down at your red and sulky face.

“I could’ve done that myself,” you pouted with your arms around his neck.

“Too bad, baby. I’m your husband, and I’m gonna do everything to make you happy,” he smiled as he plopped you onto the toilet.

“Can you turn away?” you asked him as he stared at you like a lost puppy waiting for its owner.

“You’re just peeing, Y/N. It’s nothing big. It’s pretty normal for a human being to pee. Are you embarrassed? Cause if that’s the case, we need to—”

“Chan. I. Need. My. Privacy. Please,” you said sternly while staring at him dead in the eyes.

“I mean…I’ve seen everything already, but if that’s the case then I’ll just go,” he said longingly while taking his sweet time closing the door.

Feeling your pee come, you had enough of his shenanigans and threw a roll of toilet paper at him.

“Ha! You missed!” Chan yelled as he quickly shut the door to avoid any more objects being thrown at him.

After handling your business, you got up to wash your hands at the sink outside of the bathroom (sinks are usually outside of the toilet area in bigger houses). While washing your hands, Chan appeared behind you admiring your figure.

“Can you not look at me like that?” you asked.

“Why? This is all mine, why can’t I enjoy it, hmm?” he asked as he began pulling you into his embrace with your back against his chest.

“I don’t look young anymore, Chan. And if you haven’t figured, I’ve gained so much weight—”

“Hey, don’t say that, hmm? We’re both growing old, and we’re gonna gain weight and have hunchbacks one day. We’re not gonna stay young forever. That’s boring, yeah?” he asked you.

Chan had always been so sweet with you. Even when you would be angry, he’d give you words to calm you down and make you slightly happier than before. You both had small differences that filled each other’s cracks, and that’s what made you both click so well from the beginning.

“Okay,” you complied as he reached down toward your legs.

“What are you—Chan!”

“I’m fulfilling my husband duties,” Chan said as he picked you up bridal style and brought you to one of the guest bedrooms in the house.

“Where are we going?” you asked.

“You squirted on the bed, baby. We are not going to sleep on the soaked sheets, no matter how dirty we are while making love, I’d love to sleep on dry sheets for the night,” he teased.

“Oh shut up-” you said while slightly punching his shoulder.

With a chuckle, Chan opened the door to the guest room and turned on the lamp on one side of the bed.

While putting you down onto the bed, he pulled the sheets over your cuddling bare bodies. You started to feel cold and nuzzled closer into Chan’s chest, wanting more of his body heat against your body.

Today had worn you out. It was more ideal than anything you could ask for. Leave it to Chan to make you the happiest woman in the world. No one could ever top him. You knew he knew that as well.

“I love you, Y/N,” Chan whispered against your forehead.

“I love you too, Chan,” you whispered back.

“You’re everything I’m gonna need to live this life, baby. There’s nothing that can change the way I feel about you.”

“I know. You can’t live without me,” you teased him.

After a small giggle fit, he pulled you even closer to his body while quietly agreeing, “I know. That’s why I always come home to you. You’re my safe haven when I have hard times. You see my bad sides and still love me. I love you so much, Y/N. Thank you for loving me.”

“Thank you for loving me too, Chan,” you kissed against his lips.

“You’re so beautiful, you know? There’s no one who can turn me on like you. Not just that, but every time I see you smile, it makes me feel like a little kindergartener seeing his crush every morning at school. And, you make me feel so loved and safe when I come home. Thank you for everything, Y/N. You’re literally the woman I’ve always needed in my life. I just love everything about you. I—” Chan blabbered as he cut himself off while looking down at you.

You had fallen asleep after thanking Chan--before he started blabbering. Smiling to himself, he brushed the piece of hair that was creeping up against the side of your face-threatening to cover your eyes. Kissing your forehead one last time, he whispered another “I love you” before fixing himself to sleep as well.

Author’s Note: This is part three guys! I hope you guys like it! It’s my first time writing smut, so forgive me if it’s kind of different :/. Anyways, let me know if you guys liked it! I’ll be making a part four, and it might be the last part of this series! Thank you for the few of you who read these! Feel free to send constructive criticism babes!

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stayatiny · 3 years ago

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Little Dolly Chapter 6~ Yandere Seonghwa

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Pairing(s) – Killer/Yandere Seonghwa x Virgin! Reader

Series warnings – Violence, Daddy kink mentions of murder, TW- beating, swearing, blood, smut and lose of virginity (later on), yandere behaviors, Stockholm syndrome (seriously this is darker than my other fics. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read.)

Chapter Warning(s) –Daddy Hwa again, mentions of family troubles, mostly plot for this chapter

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I sat in the office chair again, staring at the door. I went back to working on emails and looking at marketing material. Its already past seven pm. I logged off and walked over to the door. I cracked it just enough to see how she was doing. I see that she is fast asleep in the middle of the floor. She curled into a ball, hugging her knees. I let out some relief and shut the door again. I go to the kitchen and get some food ready for myself. The kitchen was lifeless. Was my life really like this before Y/N was with me. I knew my life was dull but never anything like this.

When I wake up, my body is so much pain that I could hardly move. I whine as I try to turn on my side. I reach out for the bottle of water and sit up slowly, my mouth dryer than the desert. I chug the water until it was empty. I lay the bottle to the side when I hear the door open again. Seeing Hwa with some soup.

“Here, eat this. It’ll help. I also brought some pain killers for you.” He set the try of food down. I nod. He gave me the medicine first then watched me eat. I started to eat slowly waiting for the meds to kick in.

“Do you need help?” For the first time I looked him in the eyes.

“Please daddy,” I say with a little blush on my cheeks. I still wasn’t used to calling him that.

“Alright open up,” he said, scooting closer to me. I open my mouth as he fed me. We stayed in silence for while only hear the spoon clank. When the bowl was empty, Hwa set it down on the floor.

“I’m going to keep you in here for another day to make sure this lesson sticks. I shouldn’t have kicked and hit you as bad as I did but let that be the punishment,” he says. He stands and gets ready to leave. I grab his pants leg.

“No please don’t leave me alone. I’ll be a good girl,” I beg. Even after being in here for half a day, I didn’t like the silence or the loneliness.

“Let go of me little girl,” he growled. A few stray tears fell as I let him go. He turned his back leaving the room, shutting me in again. I wipe away my tears and then lay back down on the floor. Tomorrow can’t get here fast enough.

The next morning, I feel the chain on my ankle loosen. My eyes immediately open to see Hwa. He helps me up and into his room.

“What did we learn?” He sits me on the bed and pulls my shirt up enough to look at the bruises and marks that he left.

“Never to run away from you again.” He smiles and kisses my forehead.

“Good girl. Here lay down in bed for a little while. I’ll be in the office if you need me. Get some rest,” he says leaving the room. He leaves the door open this time. I hear him talking on the phone while I sit on the bed. I decided to get up and hobble to the bathroom. I use the toilet and brush my teeth. Hwa comes back in.

“Are you hungry? I’m thinking about ordering some food,” he asks. I nod and then walk over to him. I lay my head on his chest. I missed him being his normal self and not being angry with me.

“I told you to get some rest. Here lay down until the food gets here,” Hwa says helping me back into bed. I sit in the middle of the king size bed and snuggling a pillow. We haven’t spoken very much other than short sentences and yes and no answers.

“I know but I wanted to brush my teeth before laying down.” Hwa smiled a little and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how hard I hit you until I saw your bruises this morning,” he apologized. I chew on my bottom lip. I didn’t actually expect him to tell me he was sorry for what happened.

“It’s alright. I shouldn’t have run away. Even if I did get away with it, I don’t know where I was going or wanted to go. My parents aren’t the greatest people to begin with and the rest of my family aren’t much better.” I hug my knees while speaking.

“Why do you look so down on your parents?” Hwa pulled the rest of his body onto the bed sitting crossed legged.

“When I was growing up, my older brother and sister were twins that could get away with everything. My brother became an actor while my sister became a nurse. There’s several years between them and me, fifteen to be exact. When I was born and up until I was thirteen, I was the baby of the family but once my siblings started getting recognized for what they did you could tell that they were the favorites of my parents. Nothing I did mattered to them. That’s when I left and moved here,” I explain.

“Sounds like a rough time,” he says, patting my leg.

“It wasn’t so bad. My older siblings kinda raised me. My parents were always so busy with their jobs that they weren’t really around much to begin with. My siblings didn’t like that I was moving here in the first place, and they wanted me to stay with them in America. They hated the attention that our parents gave them over me.”

“Why not go back when times got hard? Why not go back home with them?” I scoff.

“I didn’t want to go back home a failure when I didn’t have anything accomplished. I would have never heard the end of it,” I say leaning against the headboard.

“Well, what would they say when we get married,” he asks. Oh, right we are supposed to be getting married.

“They might actually care since you are a CEO of a big marketing company,” I say. He nods in agreement. That’s when the food gets here. He runs to the front door getting the pizza. I stare down at the comforter. I’ve never really told anybody my family history, but he made it so easy to talk about. I hear Hwa coming back in with the pizza on two plates and some drinks. I smile and made room in the bed for him to join me. He then turned on a movie. I snuggled down into the covers and ate.

“Are you comfortable?” I nod and continued eating. He smiled and ate quietly. After eating, I lay my head on Hwa’s shoulder.

“Tired?” I shook my head. I felt okay for the most part besides the pain I sometimes felt. He kissed my head and got up.

“Alright I need to work for a little bit. I want you to stay put. Don’t give me a reason to put you back in the room,” he said, grabbing my cheeks.

“Yes daddy,” I whisper. He kisses me then leaving the room. His office is right next door. I continued to watch the movie and wait for Hwa to get back. I’m bored so I started to loosely braid my hair.

“Are you bored, little dolly,” he asked, leaning against the doorframe of the bedroom.

“A little bit. Usually, I’m always working. I never really had time for hobbies or even to watch tv,” I say. Hwa shakes his head and then brings me my sketch book and a pencil.

“Here, I found this in your bag when I took you that night,” he said. I smiled.

“I thought this was lost forever.” I smile hugging the book to my chest.

“It looked important and its not like you can contact anyone with it.” I nod and open it to the landscape I was working one before I was taken. I loved drawing. I wanted to be an architect when I saved enough money.

“That’s beautiful, Y/N,” Hwa said, sitting on the bed again. I blush.

“Thank you. I never let anyone see my drawings before.” The awkward feeling setting in again. I bit my lip as Hwa watched me.

“Stop biting your lip it’ll be sore.” I blush again. I hear his phone ringing in the office. He groans and runs off to answer it. I’m shading some mountains when he returns.

“Yes mother. We’ll be there tomorrow for dinner. Yes mother. Love you too. Bye.” He hangs up the phone looking defeated.

“Is everything alright?” I put down the book and pencils.

“No. We are going to have dinner with my family tomorrow night. My father wants to meet you,” he says. I took a deep breath.

“Is that good or bad?” Hwa looked at me.

“I haven’t quite figured that out yet but all I know is no matter what he says I’m still marrying you even if we have to go to the courthouse,” he says, pulling me into a hard kiss. No turning back now…

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mercy-burning · 4 years ago

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Cold Feet

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!Reader Summary: After receiving a letter from an old flame just days away from her wedding, Reader wonders if she should call it all off. —Inspired by the song Cold Feet by Tenille Arts Category: Angst (happy ending) Content Warnings: An almost kiss that isn’t with Reader’s fiancé, and blink and you’ll miss it implied smut Word Count: 1.7k

MASTERLIST | Alternate Version/Ending of Cold Feet

NOTE: When @meganskane announced her 700 follower celebration I just knew this idea would be the perfect way to implement one of the prompts she gave! The one I chose is “quit looking at me like that” ❤

Also! Fun fact: this song opens with “they’re all set to go on the 18th of June”, and that’s today, so it’s festive 😊)

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She should be happily wrapped in a dream, Dying to kiss him and put on his ring. So why is she walking alone after midnight, Down a small town street, with cold feet?

Y/N is currently finding it difficult to breathe.

It was easier a couple days ago when she knew exactly what she wanted. Her husband-to-be was more than excited to marry her, and she'd reciprocated that feeling entirely. Everything was ready to go. Truthfully, they could have gotten married right this second if that's what they wanted, that's how ready to go they were.

But now? She was questioning everything.

She still feels the thin paper in her hands, even with its folded body currently tucked away in an old book she knew was never going to be opened again— a gift from the man who'd written the letter in the first place.

The first time she read it, her heart sank. And by the third time she'd read it, her heart soared.

And then her fiancée walked in, asked her about what to make for dinner, and her heart sank all over again.

Honestly, damn him for choosing now to finally confess. Damn him for making her question everything, after she'd finally moved on and found someone who would always be around.

But then again, she'd ended up choosing to live in a house in their hometown, just blocks away from that creek he'd mentioned in his letter. So... Maybe she hadn't moved on entirely

She hated that she even had to think about it.

She hated that her thoughts were so consumed with this man she hadn't seen in years when the man she was about to marry slept next to her every night, unaware of the start to her inner turmoil. Each night since then, she dreamt of dances with both of them, alternating between the two until they made her choose which of them she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. And every morning she'd wake with an even bigger tear in her heart than when the old flame had burned it alive and left her alone in the aftermath to piece it back together.

Her fiancée helped her do that, though. Day by day he taught her to love again, to trust in somebody again, and he was truly a good man.

So why was it absolutely destroying her, thinking of getting married to him when there was someone else in the picture to think about? Someone who'd had a hold on her for well over fifteen years?

Again, she hated that she even had to think about it.

But she wasn't about to get married with all these conflicting thoughts, so whether she wanted to or not, her only real option was the one that would also be the hardest on her tattered heart.

She'd sent him a text message this morning that read, Midnight, and tucked her phone away for the rest of the day, drowning herself in mindless work and looking to keep time moving forward.

Now, she struggles to breathe as she makes her way down to the creek.

It's cold, having just rained fifteen minutes prior, and she wraps her fiancée's cardigan tightly over her her arms, searching for warmth and comfort. She would have settled for one of her own, heavier pieces, but in some strange way she thought maybe having something there that belonged to her fiancée would ground her, something to remind her of the gravity of the situation at hand.

Nothing could have grounded her upon seeing her ex boyfriend after all these years, though, especially when she finally shows up to their old spot and sees him perched on the big stump right next to the water, relief and joy flooding through his features at the sight of her. His smile is just as bright and familiar as she remembered, and it just about knocks the wind out from under her feet.

"Hi, Y/N," he greets softly, standing up and stretching his hands out over his legs. It's obvious that he's nervous to meet up with her after all these years apart, and she couldn't blame him in the slightest.

She's just as nervous as her feet take baby steps towards him. Meanwhile she's hugging her fiancée's cardigan around her body tighter than before. "Hi..."

"I... I can't believe you actually wanted to meet. Truthfully I thought I wouldn't hear back from you."

"Well... Your letter kind of rattled me... You rattled me. I guess I just had to know..."

There's a long pause before he takes a small step towards her and tilts his head. His words are hesitant, like he thinks she might say something he doesn't want to hear. "And... What do you know?"

"I know that I love my fiancée. After you, I didn't really think I'd ever love anyone the same way again, but... He makes me happier than I've ever been, and I... I can't just discard that feeling because you decided too late that you still love me. You know?"

"I do, Y/N, I really do," he answers earnestly, and this time his hand reaches out to grab hers. "But... I mean, you showed up here, didn't you? That has to count for something..."

She isn't really sure how to respond after that. It's true that seeing this man in front of her for the first time in years has brought back a wave of feelings that she'd repressed and even experienced with someone new.

But it's also true that with those feelings comes an inevitable aftertaste of bitterness. He'd left her, decided ultimately that his career was more important to him, and now that she has someone new he's asking her to leave behind this peace she's found. And for what? For him? What's to stop him from leaving again, or deciding years or months down the road that he'd made a mistake and gotten her to leave her one shot at happiness after him?

Nonetheless, she sits with him for hours, listening to him explain... Giving him a chance.

He apologizes for the past, he promises to do better in the future, and in between he makes her laugh. Their hands brush, their breaths mingle as they huddle from the cold, and with every passing minute, the cardigan on her shoulders becomes looser and more forgotten.

Slowly but surely, he's lowering her defenses and gaining her trust. He's showing her bits and pieces of the man she fell in love with until they're laughing at close to 3am.

And then, for a moment, it's quiet. Absolutely quiet, save for the crickets and the soft rolling of the creek behind them.

Y/N almost lets him kiss her then.

But then her heart hammers in her chest, and not in a good way. Suddenly, she's imagining the pure heartbreak that would surely manifest on her fiancée's face if he found out- if she really decided to leave him for this old flame that had barely started to kindle once again years later.

She has to be absolutely certain of her decision.

So she pulls back and wraps her fiancée's cardigan tightly around her arms. "I should go home."

There's disappointment in his eyes, and it twists her gut a little. "Right... Um... I-I can take you back, if you want."

"No, I, uh... I think I'm gonna walk. I have to think."

Y/N avoids his gaze just quickly enough that she doesn't see the disappointment in his eyes fizzle into a tiny sliver of hope.

Rain on the sidewalk, doubt in her mind. One thing's for sure, she's running out of time To decide what's right, And who's heart she's willing to break.

She climbs into bed some time later, the cardigan still wrapped tightly around her body, and she can't quite bring herself to face the man sleeping next to her. It feels wrong, like somehow she's betrayed him by even thinking of spending the rest of her life with another person. She doesn't feel worthy of his love.

When she wakes up the next morning, she'd somehow ended up facing him anyway. He's staring at her with adoring eyes, and under his gaze she can't help the guilt that washes over her.

"Quit looking at me like that..."

Her words are grumbly and soft because of having just woken up, and because her face is half hidden behind blankets and his cardigan, her fiancée doesn't know anything is wrong.

Instead, he laughs. "What, you're beautiful... And before you start arguing with me, yes, you're even beautiful when you wake up."

She only grumbles, feeling anything but.

It's quiet for a moment or two before he speaks again. "You're wearing my cardigan..."

Peeking her eyes out from the mountain of fabric, she can see the enchantment in his eyes and it makes her warm. "I was cold..."

While true, she mostly means I had cold feet.

"Come here."

Two simple words, two syllables, and yet it's the softest declaration of love she's ever heard. Her body instinctively nestles into his, face going straight into the crook of his neck while he wraps her up in his arms.

"There," he says, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You feel warmer yet?"

"Mhm..." She sighs into his skin and then takes in a deep breath.

He smells like home.

He feels like home.

And as he starts softly humming her favorite song, rubbing soothing circles into her back as he holds her close, Y/N wonders why she'd ever doubted her love for him.

He is home.

James never was.

Y/N burrows herself further into Spencer's body and plants a gentle kiss to his neck, shivering slightly at the way his curly locks tickle her temple.

He stops humming and laughs. "What are you feeling for breakfast?"

"Hmmm... You." She articulates her point by selfishly kissing his neck, reminiscent of Cookie Monster.

Pretty soon, the two of them are laughing together, limbs tangling and breaths mingling, and then an hour and a half later they're in the kitchen, sipping on coffee.

As its warmth radiates through her throat and chest, Y/N studies him from across the room. He flips through pages of a book as he drinks his coffee, and for a brief moment, his eyes flick up to see her staring.

The action brings a smile to both their faces, and Y/N has never felt happier.

She's never felt more loved.

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zegumi · 4 years ago

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Ushijima Wakatoshi SFW alphabet

alphabet template here

fluff I sfw I gn reader I hcs

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

at first he's quite hesitant on showing affection, wondering if you're comfortable with him being that close to you. he starts off easy: holding hands, letting you rest on him... etc.

once he feels more comfortable with you, he starts placing his head in your lap and giving you little kisses here and there

his favourite forms of affection are: forehead/cheek kisses, back hugs, holding pinkies, and resting his head on your shoulder

when you’re not around he shows affection by talking to you to his closer teammates but subtly, he brings up your name once in a while and a teammate will tease "ooo somebody's in looove" and he starts blushing profusely, asking if they can go back to practice, but the thought of you never leaves

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

being best friends with ushijima seems very rare, he's pretty selective with letting people close enough to earn that title

with you it was unexpected, you weren't afraid or cautious of his stoic upfront. you sat next to him in class and tried to make conversation with him, making sure to include him in conversations and asking how he's doing once in a while. he lets his guard down a little and you guys get even closer, he even invites you over to help with some schoolwork and suddenly you guys are spending more time together outside of school

he's kind of hesitant to call you a best friend, but when he sees that you’re okay calling him yours, he adopts the same title

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

yes yes yes and yes

he is always behind you, resting your head on top of his. if not he'll be facing upwards, lying on his back, your head will be resting on his shoulder and he'll have his arm wrapped around your waist.

he's definitely 99% always the big spoon

but on the rare occasion he wants to be the little spoon, he has both his arms wrapped around your waist, with his head on your chest, your hand running through his hair while your legs are intertwined absolute bliss

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

hell yeah

he's a sucker for the domestic life, waking up with you in your sub-urban house, a train ride away from the city. making cakes with you in your green painted kitchen which took you way longer than it needed to bc you kept messing around

he can cook, oh my, he buys some cookbooks and you guys spend some time with each other

I feel like he wants kids, some mini him and you running around, if not he'll adopt some

him teaching his kids to play volleyball in the backyard, him brushing their teeth and reading them bedtime stories and them giving them a little kiss goodnight cuteness overload

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

definitely depends on the reason why you're breaking up, but in this scenario, let's say he hasn't been home enough and you guys feel like you're not with each other enough pain

he really dreads having to break up with you, but he knows you deserve more than someone who is barely home. he's not harsh about it, he sits you down at a time when you guys are both free and explains why, "maybe the time isn't right, right now"

even though he broke it off, he still thinks about it quite a lot, he really hopes that you guys will find your way back to each other one day even if he knows that it won't be possible bc right now you're happier with someone else :( i love angst

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

his volleyball career kinda gets in the way of him wanting to commit to you, but he wants to show you that you mean the world to him, so i think he proposes in his mid-late twenties

his proposal isn't really that over the top, but he takes you out first for a fancy dinner with the excuse 'can't i treat you once in a while'. it's quite dark outside and you guys are looking over the city, you turn around to ask him something and you see him down one knee lovely

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

he is very gentle... probably bc of his strict upbringing, but he makes sure not to hurt you in any way

he becomes so much more gentle with his words, careful of saying the wrong words because he can't stand the thought of losing you

physically, he tries to make sure not to accidentally knock into you bc this man is so big and if you get ill ushijima is doing anything in his power to get you better, he tries not to get sick in the process, but having you care for him doesn't seem like the worst idea

emotionally, he tries to support you, but he's not the greatest at dealing with emotions, but when supporting you he tries comforting you rather than trying to solve your problems

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

at the beginning of the relationship, i think his hugs are kind of stiff-ish, but once you guys get more comfortable he goes all in

he's such a good hugger. he doesn't do half-hugs, it's all of it or nothing, he engulfs you with his strong arms a little bit too tight but who needs air

if he feels extra clingy back hugs. he loves the feeling of having your figure pressing against his, sometimes his hands grip onto your waist and he'll sway you back and forth while humming to his favourite song

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

as I've mentioned before, you're the first one to say ily in the relationship, but he says it back straight after

i like to think this happens about 5/6 months into the relationship, just when you guys start getting really comfortable around each other

as for using the L-word, he doesn't really say it that often, he believes when something is overused it isn't as special. he only uses it when it needs to be said

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

he doesn't really get jealous easily bc he's kind of oblivious or chooses not to pay attention to it

but when he catches on to whatever's going on, his eyebrows furrow and he'll just give the stare, he'll come near you and put an arm around your waist and slyly try to join the conversation

he knows what he's doing and so does everyone else

the person you're talking to gets a bit intimidated and tries to end the conversation as quickly as possible

you'll try to tease him for his jealously and he'd just change the subject and starts blushing a little, if you try to bring it up later he'd be like 'huh what was that sorry i don't remember'

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

I'm not good with this type of stuff ahh

he's actually pretty good at kissing. he likes soft kisses and little pecks on the shoulder and forehead.

when he's rough or needy, he gets really handsy like hands cupping your cheeks, in your hair, hands pulling your waist in - just very intimate

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

lazy mornings bc who likes being productive all the time

he likes sleeping in on days he has nothing to do, so he’ll be behind you hugging your waist and his head resting on your back, you try to stand up so you can get breakfast done but he pulls you back and says 'come on, just a little more', you know that means another hour but you still get sucked back into his warm embrace

you end up falling asleep and wake up with noises coming from the kitchen. you walk in on him wearing just an apron and his pajama pants, dancing to the radio while making pancakes for breakfast

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

again lazy evening edition bc why not

he comes home early that day, brings home your favourite snacks and asks if you want to watch a movie with him

he grabs a few blankets from your room and you guys decide to watch 13 going on 30 one of my comfort movies

halfway through the movie, he places his head on your laps asking for you to play with his hair, he lies down and you throw some popcorn and skittles in his mouth every few minutes, you tried pouring water but he started choking and spat water all over your shirt

it gets pretty late and cold so he changes you into his hoodie and carries you over to the bedroom. you guys fall asleep to the hums of the city below

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

he's a very reserved person, and i think it's just the way he was raised, talking about feelings wasn't normal in his home growing up

i think with you it takes him some time to open up, he reveals a few things about him and his childhood here and there but nothing major

he doesn't talk about how he feels enough, so it kinda relies on you being able to notice a change in his behaviour which might I say seems extremely hard

i think if you start being more open to him, then he follows on

he gets more comfortable with his emotions around you first and then starts being more open to his team - just give him some time he gets there

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

oh he's so patient, so patient

it takes a LOT to anger him, i don't think you ever have or ever will see this man angry, tbh i don't think you would want to

if you ever lash out at him, he'd sit down and understand where you're coming from, he'd try to calm you down and give you a second to let it all out

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

he remembers everything, literally everything

you mentioned that you liked mangos yesterday, and boom you've got a lifetime supply in your kitchen /s

he keeps a little note in his notes app just making sure he doesn't forget anything, he has your favourite orders, skin/hair care products you use, and little stuff like your favourite show in there

he does this bc he loves how your eyes beam after realising he remembers the little details

R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

this one hc is why this took so long, so I decided not to do bc my brain isn’t responding

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

ushijima isn't the overprotective type although he is protective

he doesn't care what you wear or how you present yourself, as long as you’re comfortable, you will have his full support

if he sees someone making you uncomfortable, he is always quick to jump in and say "you're making them uncomfortable can you please excuse yourself". if he sees a situation is making you feel uneasy he will take you and leave, to calm you down or to clear your mind, which ever one is the best choice in that moment

he doesn't feel the need to be protected, he believes that hes strong enough for the both of you sometimes he needs a little help so pls do step in

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

such a big try hard, he puts so much effort into dates, anniversaries, and even mundane everyday activities.

even far into your relationship he still pulls up at your door with a suit and a flower bouquet which he seems to never forget

he always wants everything to be perfect so you'll never forget

he enjoys surprising you with little gifts to remind you that he still cares. he seems like the type to buy you a promise ring, and oh my is it beautiful

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

this is hard bc in my eyes this man can't do any wrong, but its probably how he can't express his emotions very well

everyone gets in a bad mood once in a while, but for ushijima its different, the stress of volleyball gets to him and he just ends up shutting everyone out, including you. he was never taught how to properly talk abt how he feels so he just holds it in with never intending to let it out

if you try to ask him whats wrong then he just grunts and shrugs it off

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

he isn’t insecure for how he looks physically, he works out and maintains a healthy lifestyle, and he was blessed with that beautiful face of his *chefs' kiss

he's always hygienic (bare minimum), he cuts his hair regularly, keeps his hands nice and clean, with his nails well-trimmed

he likes to keep his appearance up and always looks like he should be on the front cover of a magazine but so effortlessly

bonus: he smells so good, he wears expensive cologne and zooweemama its so tasty, you'll hug him and never want to let go just because

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

he wouldn't necessarily feel incomplete with out you, he'd feel a bit empty

he forgets how much he misses you when he goes abroad for matches and he can't see you for a week straight. he makes sure to send videos and voice notes rather than texts so you can send some back. he video calls everyday, no matter the time difference just so he can see you in real time

if you guys take a break in the relationship, he finds his self drifting back into his stoic shell. he tries his best not to bc he knows how much he loves the person you've helped him become

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

doesn't know how to flirt hehe

he tries to use a smooth pick up line once in a while but they all end up with him in a flustered mess before he can even finish a sentence, i think we should leave the flirting to you

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

liars/dishonest people

he can't stand it when somebody lies to him, its agitating when someone he cares for feels the need to lie to him, it makes him feel like they don't trust him enough

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

he's a quite a light sleeper and wakes up pretty easily. he also looks dead when he sleeps, for example most days he sleeps pretty early bc he's worn out and you come into the bedroom and see him lying down on his back, his chest isn't even moving like it should be, but you'll get into bed with him and his first instinct is to wrap his arms around you and give you a kiss

i think he sleep talks, omg just imagine ushijima whispering about the weirdest things in his dreams. you recorded him once and showed him when he woke up and he got a bit embarrassed and started laughing

here's the hcs for mornings with ushi

this took me so long omg >o< I really hope I portrayed his character well bc he’s such a lovely person

make sure to take care of yourselves :)

reblogs are very much appreciated <3

requests are open

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hi! i have a request about jean and reader that are internet friends who have never seen each other in a real life. they just chat somewhere using nicknames. one day they accidentally meet irl and jean invites reader on a date. later they text each other about this date and both feel jealous. they are just sooo confused, cause they like someone irl, then why they don't want their internet friend to find a s/o? and happy ending, please? i hope that you take good care of yourself, love u <3

omg sure! i just got heavily inspired about this, i hope you like it!! take care of yourself too, anon ! <3

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jean x reader

jkst is online

jkst is typing...

jkst: hi

Your phone rings at this last notification. You take your phone. The world-wide used avatar chat app sound comes with another message.

jkst: that sounded awkward lol

You unlock your phone and enter the chat, reading the two new messages. You type fast, a smile on your lips.

outofcoolnames: hey, Kir.

He told you his name was Kir. The first day you met, you received a little document with all the chat rules, in where you can't share your name, your city or pictures of you. It has to be safe for everyone. On the other side of the chat, Jean chuckles. He always does when he reads your username.

outofcoolnames: yeah like it sounded as if we were having a normal conversation.

outofcoolnames: what are you doing awake so early? it isn't noon yet lol go back to sleep.

Kir never, never messaged you before noon, and he always tells you he has been sleeping, so finding his message at 10 on the morning while you're working surprised you a lot. Fortunately, there isn't a lot of people on the book shop, so you can answer him calmly.

jkst: oh, you think you're funny? us adults have to wake up early for adult things. you'll never understand, child.

You don't know exactly his age, even when it is legal to share it on the chat, but you know he's on his early twenties. You raise a brow quietly. You tip fast while a couple enters the bookshop, with a little girl on their hands.

outofcoolnames: sure, geezer. now, if you let me, i have to work because i'm an adult.

You put your phone on your pocket, getting closer to the family. "How can I help you?"

The little girl tells you that she wants a "huge, no, enormous book about fairies with some dragons and a huge festival?"

You need almost an hour to let the girl decide between all the books you showed her. She finally decided for a illustrated book full of classic tales. You give it to her mother and, thanking the family, you open the door for them. When you close, looking at all the books you have to put back in the shelves, you hear an unpleasant sound followed by a deep moan. When you look at the crystal door, you can see a tall boy rubbing his forehead, his other hand on the door. You realize you hit him.

“Oh no, sorry, sorry.” you say, opening the door. He takes his honey eyes to you, his forehead a little red and his big hand rubbing the place where he got hurt. “Come in, please.” you say. You think you have a pomade inside.

“Yes, that was what I was trying to do, actually.” he jokes. You blush, you hit him and he’s literally joking about it.

“Please sit here.” You show him a little sofa you have for kids to read. He’s not sure his knees will enter on the little couch, so he says he doesn’t need to sit. You run to the back of the store, taking a pomade from the bathroom. “Here, put this. It should avoid a bump.” He thanks it and puts a little on his forehead. You look at him while he does it.

He has to take his light brown fringe out of his face to rub the pomade on his forehead. His hands are big, with bony and really long fingers that end on good-cared nails. His eyes are honey like color, and he has a mullet on the back of his head. He ends applying the pomade and takes his hand back down. He offers you the other.

“Jean Kirstein. Just in case you want to pay me a coffee.” You blush. After all, you hit him. Maybe you should invite him to drink something. Your half morning break starts now, so you take his hand.

“Y/N. And, casually, I have a break now. Where do you want to take a cup?”

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Jean opened the door this time and that made you laugh. He closed behind him and searches a free table with his tall body. He walks towards one.

“Sorry, I opened it, I still have war flashbacks.” You laugh and you both ask for your drinks. “So, Y/N, you should look more at doors.” you laugh.

“I know, I know. My bad, sorry.” you say. He shows a big smile.

He’s attractive, you can’t deny it. From his marked jaw to his smooth clavicle, seen through the open buttons of his shirt. Also, he has a really cute smile. He looks around, to all the people in the café. He smiles at you.

“So, you work on a book shop?”

Jean and you keep talking while you drink your coffees. He tells you he has been working on some art pieces lately. As you could suppose, he’s a painter.

“I wish I could live just by painting. I work on an office all afternoons.” He says. The smile on his face fades a bit when he talks about the office. You listen to him quietly, his face quietly changing when you ask him more about his paintings. The break passes fast and he decideds to give you his number.

"You know. That way you don't need to hit me on the face with a door." you laugh and blush again. Is he going to forget it?

"Please, don't tell anyone..." you ask. He nods and leaves, a huge smile on his face. You feel butterflies.

Does liking someone feel like this?

jkst: sorry, i disappeared today. i had a date.

You let the towel fall from your head while you read the message, the other towel around your body.

outofcoolnames: oh wow, a date.

You felt uncomfortable. Kir had a date. But well, you don’t know him. He has to search someone to date, after all.

jkst: jealous? :P

outofcoolnames: nah. i also got one.

Now is Jean the one looking at his phone with frown brows. He has no shirt on and he’s lying on his bed. He sits to read that message twice. You look at the paper with Jean's telephone number. Should you call him today? maybe tomorrow? or maybe send a message to let him know your number.

outofcoolnames: i think that silence means you’re jealous :D

Jean doesn’t know why, but he is. Damn, of course he is. He shouldn’t because you’re just internet friends, you didn’t saw each other. He doesn’t know how you look, what personality you have or if you’re even on the same country as him!

jkst is typing...

jkst is online

jkst is typing...

jkst is online

jkst - last connection, now

You look at it. Has he just left? The hell? What is wrong with this guy? You let out a sigh and change to the other app. You introduce Jean's number and search him on the list, your lip between your teeth. You find him. His profile picture is a cute selfie of himself and a little cat. You message him.

y/n: hey, i'm y/n. this is my number if you want to adress it.

His answer comes in seconds.

Jean: oh, the door friend. cool, adding you.

That way of jocking, that way of tyiping. Why does it remember you to Kir? You shake your head. It doesn't. It's just that Kir left unexpectedly.

y/n: yeah i'm sorry, i hit you with the door. should we see each other another time?

Jean: sure. why not tomorrow? when's your break?

Wow, tomorrow. The guy is fast as hell. You check the other app, but Kir isn't online. You send him a quick message.

outofcoolnames: hi?

Again, no response, no connection. You go back to the other chat quickly. You answer that your break is tomorrow at 11:30, as it was today.

Jean: i'll make the effort to wake up that early. see you tomorrow.

y/n: bye :D

You go to sleep, but you check the other app a couple times.

On the next street, lying on his bed, Jean checks it too.

"Good morning, y/n" he says when you enter the café. You search Jean. He's playing with his phone, moving it between his hands. You take a seat in front of him. You put yours on the table, side up. He does the same and you order some coffee. As the other day, you talk casually about a lot of things.

"Jean!" you hear a boy calling him. Jean looks around and finds the owner of the voice. He's a tall man, with a bun. Holding his hand, a black-haired girl smiles at Jean.

"Wow, Eren and Mikasa, the happy married couple!" Jean looks at you. "Could you excuse me for a moment? I promise I'll be back as fast as I can." He winks at you and gets up. You take your phone from near his. You enter the app. Kir has entered before, but he didn't answer you. You sigh and type.

outofcoolnames: look, kir, i... i was joking. i really like this guy and i think he also likes me but... when i'm here... i think about you. it is dumb because i don't know you. but i do. please, come back.

When you hit the send button, Jean's phone illuminates and sounds. The same sound your app has.

Wait a damn minute. Why did his app sound when you sent the message?

It has to be a coincidence. You debate between trying again and leaving it, but one more message isn't going to be a catastrophe. You tip again.

outofcoolnames: kir?

Again, his phone illuminates and sounds. Does that mean he is Kir?

You look behind you. Jean keeps talking with the couple. He said his last name before, it was something with a K, right? K, K, K....

Kirstein. Kirstein, right? He's not called Kir. It is a part of his surname. You enter fast his user. jkst. Jean Kirstein. Jean Fucking Kirstein. You look at him again. That's why his way of texting reminds you of him. That's why you think of Kir when Jean talks. Because it's the same person.

You like Kir. You like Jean. You like the two versions of the same person. Jean comes back quickly and he sits. He takes his phone. "Oh, did it sound?" he asks. But you can only look at him. You look at his hazel eyes. The eyes you wanted to see for so long, the lips you wanted to meet. They are all there. Kir is there.

"Do you use... ChatApp?" you ask, with quite voice. Jean smiles, blushed.

"I... I do.. I've met a person there. We chat often. Their username is really cool."

"The username is literally outofcoolnames." you reply.

"Yeah, but it gives like... What?" he looks at his phone. "Did you read my messages?"

You take your phone from under the table, the chat with jkst opened.

"No. I wrote them."

Jean looks at your phone. That's his ChatApp account. That's your ChatApp account. That is your chat. His head was a mess. He liked two people. But you're both of them? Is this fortune?

"You... You don't know how much I wanted to meet you." he sighs. He admires every single detail of your face. They all are like in your descriptions. He has been so blind.

"I also wanted to meet you. But Jean appeared before Kir. I liked Kir, but I assumed he had his partner, and you looked really interested..." you whisper.

"Do you believe in destiny?" he asks. He takes his phone to the table again. You shake your head. "Then, how do you explain that I fell in love with the same person twice?" he says. "Not once. Twice. With your personality through a screen, and with you all in your book store. This are signals. We belong together." you look at him. That's Jean, but he's also Kir. Your Kir.

The boy that made you feel so much through a simple screen. The one that is smiling at you now. Looking at you with sweet and hazel eyes. He uninstalls the app in front of your asking eyes.

"We don't need this anymore. Now we are face to face. And I hope it is for a long time."

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dameronology · 4 years ago

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that’s all {din djarin x reader}

(i’m reposting this bc it wasn’t showing up in the tags and it was stressing me out)

summary: you’d saved din djarin from himself before. now, with the pain of losing his kid, you’re about to do it all over again. (kinda based on find me here by hayley williams)

warnings: this is...flangst. fluff and angst. swearing. mentions of depression but it’s also a bit ✨positive✨

this is just me trying to be the emotional janitor to...that. i’ve tried to keep it as gender neutral as possible but some of the conversation might imply an afab reader but hopefully it’s vague to be completely objective!!

- jazz

anyways i know i already said it but !! spoilers !! spoilers !! spoilers !!

p.s spot the titanic reference

Grogu was tiny but the whole he left in your lives was massive.

You always knew you were going to have to give him up - hell, that had been the job in the first place - but you hadn’t expected it to hurt so much. He wasn’t your kid but at the same he completely and entirely was. You’d never expected your first parenting experience to be with a tiny green Jedi but at the same time, you wouldn’t have had it any other way. The next few months were going to be hard; accepting that he wasn’t yours to keep and that he was in a better place was guaranteed to be a long process. It would be worth it in the end but the initial pain was bordering on unbearable.

Din was better at hiding it than you. Admittedly, he did have a thick beskar layer to shield his emotions and pain from the outside world but he couldn’t hide it from you; never from you. Even behind the metal, you could read him like a book. It was a product of spending every waking minute together (his overprotective doing, not yours) and in return, he had learnt every habit and every quirk of yours. He sometimes cursed your ability to read him, especially when it lead to you saying things like you did not just tilt your helmet at me like that, Din Djarin.

He’d been quieter in the days since Luke Skywalker had taken the kid - quieter than usual, at least. Din was already a pretty taciturn person; compared to how he was with other people, he practically spoke your ear off but since you’d landed back on Nevarro, he’d completely kept to himself. It was painful to watch, seeing him rise at the crack of dawn to take a bounty, only to return in the evening with a few more bruises than he’d had that morning. You wanted to say something to do something that would make him snap back to reality, but this was probably his grieving process and you had to respect that. Or, you had to at least try to.

That was, until, it felt like Din was killing both you and him; working himself to the point of exhaustion, barely sleeping and refusing to even acknowledge Greef or Cara. You could deal with him being angsty. You could deal with him grieving. You couldn’t, however, deal with him ignoring you. You had literally vowed to go through all your bad times together and Din Djarin was nothing if not a man of his word. He knew it. You knew it too - and you’d be damned if you’d let him forget it.

It was on a cold - at least by Nevarro standards - morning that you decided it was time to show him some tough love. The Mandalorian had decided to hole out on one of Karga’s old ships that morning, claiming that he wanted to fix it. You were no engineering genius, but given that the old jet’s wings had fallen off, you could see it was past the point of no return and that Din had just been looking for an excuse. He was good at that these days.

‘Din!’ You called. The bay doors were open, but the ship itself was dark and dusty. Tinkering, my ass. As expected, there was no reply. ‘Din! Don’t ignore me.’

Silence.

‘Please?’

You grumbled to yourself, walking further inside the dimly lit ship. Tiny specs of dust were floating in the streams of thin light, leading your path further and further towards the cockpit. Who ever it had belonged it, it pre-dated the Republic, let alone the Empire or new order. You tried to resist the urge to cough, instead choosing to focus on your mission: hunting down the Mandalorian. The tables really had turned, considering he was very rarely the prey.

‘I was talking to Karga.’ You continued - as far as you knew, you were talking to thin air, but you liked your chances. ‘He offered me a bounty puck for...Corellia, is it? For that big, bad guy we didn’t catch last year. You know the one that nearly killed me?’

There was a crash from the cockpit, and you grinned to yourself. It was a little unethical to scare the man out of hiding with your bullshit, but you were getting desperate.

‘I figured it would be good to get out a bit, try and distract myself, you know?’ You continued. ‘So I was gonna borrow a ship and head out there tomorrow-’

‘- like hell you’re doing that on your own.’

A six foot mountain of beskar suddenly stepped out from the darkness. Normally, that would have been enough to scare anyone, but not you. You’d married that six foot mountain of beskar. That probably gave you more guts than anyone in the damn galaxy -- until they found out he wasn’t actually that terrifying. Not many people would have taken the Mandalorian seriously if they knew he enjoyed having his hair played with.

You held your hands up in the air, stretching out your fingers to show that there was no puck in sight.

‘You lied.’ Din grunted.

‘And you were ignoring me.’ You shot back. ‘’S going on?’

‘I told you. I was working on the ship-’

‘- nope.’ You cut him off. ‘Try again.’

‘Karga asked me to fix it-’

‘- Still no!’ You snapped. ‘We gonna go three for three or are you gonna finally pull your head out your ass and stop lying to me, Din?’

There wasn’t a single person in the galaxy who dared speak back to the Mandalorian - except you. That was what had made him fall for you in the first place. It was like you couldn’t even see the beskar. You’d always seen him as Din, and never as the Mandalorian, or a warrior. You’d made it clear from the day you met that you wouldn’t take any bullshit from anyone, him included, and he’d always respected that.

‘You have been holing yourself away for weeks.’ You continued. ‘I know it’s hard but you have to accept it. Grogu wasn’t ours to keep - he never was.’

Din didn’t response, instead dropping his gaze down to the floor.’

‘Hey.’ You put a finger at the base of the helmet, tilting his head back up to look at you. ‘Look at me. Talk to me.’

‘I miss him.’ He stated; short and blunt. Fitting, really. ‘And it hurts.’

‘I get that.’ You gently placed your hands on either side of his helmet, fingers splaying out over the cold metal. ‘But it’s better to hurt together. Can I?’

Din nodded, signalling that it was okay for you to take it off. You gently tugged at the helmet, momentarily breaking away from him to place it beside you. It was a relief to see his face after so many weeks of having the beskar between you; the soft brown eyes and slightly crooked smile that met you on the other side felt like home. You could have stared at him forever if the galaxy wasn’t so fucking demanding of your presence.

You’d spent far too long on the other side of the beskar, waiting for him to let you in. And now that you’d got him, now that you’d promised yourselves to one another forever? You weren’t going to let it happen again.

You gently pushed back a few tufts of brown hair, offering him a sad smile. ‘You know we made the right decision, yeah?’

He nodded, leaning into your touch as your hands carded through his hair. ‘I know.’

‘So you gotta stop beating yourself up, baby.’ You stressed. ‘Stop shutting people out - stop shutting me out. I know we don’t have the kid anymore but we are still a family.’

‘I lost the ship. I lost the kid.’ Din quietly spoke. ‘I’m just worried that-’

‘- I’m not going anywhere.’ You shook your head, knowing what he was going to say before the words even left his mouth. ‘Even if you paid me. You are stuck with me, okay? Cursed with me till the day I keel over and die.’

Finally, Din smiled. He looked you dead in the eye and he smiled, eyes creasing at the side as he peered down at you, eventually tightening his arms around your waist. He held your head to his chest, ungloved hand gently clutching you as he rested his chin on your hair. The first time he’d clung onto you like this had been after a rough mission; neither of you had been sure if he was going to make it back and when he did, the first thing he did was pull you into his arms and you stayed there for what felt like hours. That was when Din realised for the first time that he loved you - and now, after weeks of isolating himself and shutting you out, this didn’t feel completely different from that. It was just that this time, it was less of a realisation of more of a reminder.

‘I didn’t expect it to be this bad.’ Din quietly admitted.

‘I know.’ You whispered back, voice slightly muffled by his chest. ‘But pain is only temporary. Dark times pass and we’ll learn to look back on this and enjoy the memories. They won’t always be tainted.’

He’d been in a dark place when he’d met you. It was like he’d been treading water, waiting for the riptides to take him, to stake their claim and remind him of his mortality, to remind him that not even the bravest people can forfeit their ability to hurt. He tried. Maker, he had tried. The icy and emotionless impression he gave to strangers wasn’t an accident. It was a survival mechanism; a defense mechanism. One that you’d chosen to ignore. You’d saved him in every way a person could be saved.

Just as the waves were pulling him under, you’d dragged him out; dragged him to the shore and reminded him that pain was merely part of being human. Most importantly, you’d called his attention to the fact that no matter how much beskar he wore or how impenetrable he acted, that he couldn’t avoid being one. He could run away from bounty hunters and Imperials and the thousands of enemies he’d made but the fact of mortality was always hot on his tail.

Now, you were pulling him up for air all over again.

Eventually, pain stopped being a reminder of his humanity and instead, it was replaced by his love for you. His ability to feel things for you. You’d saved him then and now, you were helping him come up for air all over again. Being human didn’t always mean to hurt - it could just as much mean to love.

‘I’ve got you, okay?’ You tightened your grip on him, eyes meeting his. ‘Whatever you need.’

‘You.’ Din replied. ‘I need you. That’s all.’

a/n: ok i realised i published an identical but slightly different imagine to this in october but...clearly i have a type and that type is imagines where the mandalorian confesses that you’re the only thing he needs because i eat that shit up. consume it whole. i am telling you. i have no regrets. my content might is predictable but HELL at least u can rely on something in these wild times❤️

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