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mrsshabana · 3 months ago

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𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 - 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

ꔫ‧₊ Content Gyutaro x female!reader, 18+ MDNI, vaginal sex, creampie, breeding kink, pregnancy, age difference, angst, fluff, modern au ꔫ‧₊ Note 5k words. This is the last chapter for this fic, but I still have lots of things that I want to write for this au so be on the lookout for oneshots in the future. Thank you for all of your support for this series ♡ ✧:･ﾟ→ Part one ✧:･ﾟ→ Part two

“Fuck fuck fuck! What do I do? Her mom is gonna kill me if she figures out I’m dating her daughter! And then Y/N is gonna kill me for telling her mom!” Gyutaro thinks to himself as he begins to panic.

“Ahem,” your mother clears her throat and repeats her question, “Who the hell are you, sir?”

“Er um… Gyutaro?” he says as if he’s not sure what his own name is.

“Gyutaro?!” her eyes widen.

“Shit… does she already know who I am? I thought Y/N didn’t tell her…” he thinks again.

“Y/N! Come here!” she yells inside the house, then she turns back to Gyutaro and opens the door, “Come in, Gyutaro.”

“Um… th-thanks,” he stutters as he nervously steps inside, not sure whether your mother is angry with him or not.

“Yeah, mom? What’s wro-” you stop mid-sentence as you come into the dining room and see your boyfriend standing there.

“Y/N,” your mom says sternly, “This man just told me that his name is Gyutaro.”

You blush, “Um yeah… this is Gyutaro.”

“You failed to tell me that your boyfriend was a grown ass man,” she scowls and walks into the kitchen.

“Mom, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you! I was scared of how you’d react,” you plea as you follow her into the kitchen.

Gyutaro just stands awkwardly in your dining room, wishing that he could shrink and hide somewhere. His palms begin to sweat as he thinks about the consequences of his actions. Is your mother going to make you break up with him?

The thought makes his heart ache. Is he going to lose his sister and his girlfriend on the same day?

Your mom comes back into the dining room holding a teapot and some cups, “Gyutaro, come sit and make yourself comfortable,” she says as she pours a cup of tea for him.

“Y-Yes ma’am,” he mutters and sits at the table.

You aren’t sure what to do or say to make things better, but you sit beside Gyutaro and give him a reassuring look in an attempt to comfort him. In response, he looks at you with a guilty look in his eyes as if he’s apologizing.

“Gyutaro,” your mom says calmly as she sits across from him at the table, “I have three questions for you.”

“Y-yes?” he gulps.

“Do you have a job?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Do you have a criminal record?”

“No ma’am.”

“Do you pay your taxes?”

“Of course!” he answers enthusiastically.

“Alright. Now Y/N, I have three questions for you,” she diverts her attention to you now, “Does Gyutaro make you happy?”

“Y-Yes! He makes me very happy…” you blush.

“Does he behave like a gentleman?”

“Yes, always,” your cheeks redden.

“Do you love him?”

“I-I do,” you mutter, feeling shy about admitting this in front of your mom.

“Alright, then I approve of him. Even though he’s a bit older than you, he seems like a decent man,” she states as she looks over at Gyutaro’s flustered face, “Welcome to the family, Gyutaro.”

“Th-Thank you Miss L/N!” he lets out a sigh of relief, finally feeling in the clear that your mom approves of your relationship.

“See mom! I told you he was a good boyfriend!” You jump up and give him a big hug, genuinely feeling so happy that your mom accepts your relationship. It was something you were really worried about, especially since your mom has always been very protective of you. Honestly, you're quite surprised she’s so cool about the age difference between you and your boyfriend.

“I honestly thought you’d be mad,” you laugh nervously, hoping you aren’t jinxing it.

She sighs and sips her tea, “You know dear, your father was the same age as me. And he left me when I was pregnant with you. He was young and immature. Age means nothing,” she shakes her head, “I rather you date an older man that pays his taxes and takes care of you than a man your age that only cares about himself.”

Gyutaro smiles, finally feeling like someone accepts him and doesn’t judge him. He sees where you get it from now.

“And that’s why your father is in prison for tax evasion…” she mumbles under her breath, only Gyutaro hears what she says.

“Aw mom… I promise you Gyutaro is nothing like dad,” you say, looking a bit somber as you take a sip of your tea.

“I can already tell,” she smiles, “Well, you two can go have your fun. Just be home by ten.”

“Are we going on a date, Gyu?”

“Oh uh no… actually I came over for something else,” he swallows dryly, “Um… I told Ume about us.”

Immediately from the look on his face you can tell things didn’t go well. “Oh… Did she take it really hard?”

“Yeah,” he nods, choking up a bit, “She called me disgusting… then she slapped me and left,” he touches his cheek, still red from her hand.

“She what?!” you gasp, totally shocked that Ume would get physical with her brother. You aren’t sure what words to say, it seems like nothing would be able to fix this. The one person who has been with him his entire life, the person he dedicates all of his hard work to doesn’t accept his relationship. It’s a really hard pill to swallow, and he’s still struggling to even think about it.

The surprise meeting with your mother distracted him momentarily, but all of those raw feelings from his argument with Ume are flowing back now and he feels his eyes begin to well up with tears.

“Ume is his sister, right?” Your mother whispers to you.

“Yeah,” you nod.

“I see,” she puts her hand on Gyutaro’s shoulder, feeling lots of sympathy for him, “Gyutaro listen, your sister didn’t mean it and I think you know that. The two people that she’s closest to started dating and she’s probably feeling left out. Like you two will get closer without her and leave her. She’s just scared and said whatever she could to try to hurt your relationship. Just give her time, I promise she’ll come around.”

Your mom smiles softly, offering Gyutaro that motherly care he grew up without.

“Th-thanks,” he sniffles, trying to hold back his tears, “I know you’re right. It just hurt when she said those things, but I know she still loves me… and I still love her too. I just hope she comes home soon…”

“Maybe try calling her tomorrow if she doesn’t come home by then,” you suggest as you rub his back.

Gyutaro nods, feeling better after having talked to the both of you.

Of course, it hurt like a ton of bricks crushing his balls, but he knows the pain is only temporary. Soon enough his sister will come back and he’s going to make sure she doesn’t feel left out.

The thing is, even after a couple of days Ume doesn’t return home. Nor does she answer Gyutaro’s phone calls.

Every day you receive worried texts and calls from Gyutaro asking if you’ve seen his sister. You haven’t heard anything from her, and to be honest you think it’s kinda messed up that she’s ignoring her brother like this. Sure they had a pretty big argument but she knows he cares about her, and she knows he’s losing his shit worrying about her right now.

Seeing your boyfriend so torn up over it is making you really upset, and you’ve had enough of it.

Ume has been ditching class for a couple of days, but she finally shows up. Coming into the room completely ignoring you, taking her seat at the opposite side of the lecture hall. Even though you hate confrontation you know you can’t just let her walk away after class ends, so you stop her as she’s leaving the lecture hall.

“Ume! Hey wait up!” you shout as you follow her out of the room.

“I have nothing to say to you,” she turns her nose up.

“Please talk to me,” you finally catch up to her, “I just want to talk, Gyutaro told me what happened.”

“Of course he did,” she scoffs, “Because you two are so buddy-buddy now. How about you just move in with him and take my spot in the house? I bet you’d like that, huh?”

“What? No! I’m not trying to take him away from you!”

“What else am I supposed to think?! You were my best friend and then I find out you’ve been hooking up with my brother behind my back! You’re a shady bitch!”

“It’s not like that! I was never “hooking up” with him!” You plea, “We just started dating like any other couple, I don’t see why you have to say it like that.”

“So what is it then? If you weren’t just hooking up with him what were you doing then? Do you want his money or something? Want him to be your sugar daddy?” she makes a disgusted face.

“No! You don’t get it! Just because Gyutaro’s older than me doesn’t mean I’m using him for this or that. I just like him because he’s a good guy,” you say, trying to get your point across without yelling at her, “Why can’t you just accept that I like him for who he is?”

Ume’s frown begins to soften and her eyes dart from side to side as if she’s thinking about something. She’s beginning to realize how selfish it was of her to think that someone couldn’t love her brother for who he is. Gyutaro came to the realization that he was unlovable long ago, and his beliefs rubbed off on his sister. But now she’s starting to see how wrong that is, she should have been his biggest cheerleader regardless of how glum things seemed.

Sure Gyutaro isn’t the most attractive guy, nor is he the most charming, but she knows her brother more than anyone. And she can think of a thousands reasons why someone would fall in love with him.

“I’m sorry Y/N,” she says, “You’re right. My brother is super slay, and I shouldn’t have been surprised you liked him. You’re the only girl to get close to him, so I guess it makes sense.”

You smile, finally feeling like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders.

“It’s alright, I know it came as a surprise to you,” you lean forward and hug her, “But I’m honestly just happy to have my friend back.”

“Me too,” she says with a smile.

After you reconcile with Ume, Gyutaro comes to pick you up from campus as the two of you had planned a date for tonight at his place. But when he pulls up to the curb and sees you with Ume he immediately parks his car and gets out.

“Ume!” he shouts as he runs towards you, “Where the hell have you been?!”

“Calm down brother,” she acts nonchalant about being missing for three days, “I was staying with a friend.”

“You had me worried sick,” his voice cracks as he tears up. Feeling a mixture of anger and relief.

“I’m sorry,” she gives him a tight hug, “I-I’ve been a brat lately. I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did when you told me about Y/N… and I should never have hit you either. I’m really sorry, brother…”

“It’s alright, sis,” immediately Gyutaro’s attitude changes and he has a smile on his face, “You are a brat, but I love you anyways,”

For the first time in your relationship, Gyutaro actually feels normal. Knowing that he has the approval of his sister, he no longer feels so much shame about being older than you. He can confidently walk out in public with you now and hold your hand without giving a fuck. Someone stares at you weirdly? Well, fuck them! Gyutaro is with his girl and he couldn’t care less about anyone else’s opinion about it. He’s happy and you’re happy. That’s all that matters to him.

The three of you go back to Gyutaro’s house and watch a movie together. The plan was for you and Gyutaro to have a stay-at-home date together, but you decided it’d be best to include Ume too so she doesn’t feel left out. It went well despite the fact that Ume decided to sit in between you and Gyutaro.

After the movie ends Gyutaro asks you a question as he cleans up some popcorn that fell between the couch cushions, “So uh… did you want to stay the night?”

“Not with me!” Ume butts in, “She has your cooties now!”

“Ume! Shut it!” Gyutaro blushes, “Cooties don’t exist, don’t be so childish.”

“I was just kidding, brother,” she rolls her eyes, “Y/N just stay in my brother's room. Just promise you guys won’t be too loud.”

“H-Hey!! It ain’t like that!!” he shouts with a completely red face as Ume is already walking back towards her bedroom. He knows she’s just teasing him but he still feels very shy when it comes to this kind of thing. Especially since the two of you have only spent one night in the same bed, and both of you vividly remember what took place then.

“It’s ok Gyu,” you chuckle, your cheeks already pink from Ume’s earlier statement, “Let’s just get ready for bed, ok?”

“Ok…” he grumbles as he finishes cleaning up his sister’s mess.

Following Gyutaro to his room, you can’t help but think about what might happen tonight. Will you have sex with him again? How will it go? Maybe you’ll try a different position or maybe even oral this time. Your heartbeat quickens as you think about all of the possibilities.

Little do you know, he’s thinking about the exact same thing. He wants to be intimate with you again so badly. And for the first time instead of feeling awkward and insecure, he feels confident about initiating sex with you.

“I’m going to run a bath for us,” he says after he closes the bedroom door behind you and walks into the bathroom that’s connected to his room.

“O-Ok,” you stutter as your face heats up. Did he say he’s going to run a bath for us? Meaning he wants to take a bath with you?

As you hear the water running in the bathroom you decide to take off your clothes, only leaving your undergarments. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, you take a deep breath and try to calm your thoughts. If you do end up having sex with him tonight, you want to be relaxed so you can enjoy the moment.

But even though Gyutaro seemed cool and collected he’s freaking out on the inside. And that shows when he comes back into the room to see you in nothing but panties and a bra. Immediately the cool guy act crumbles and he’s staring at you like this is the first time he’s seen a naked woman.

“U-um Y/N?” he stutters.

“Is the bath ready?” you sit up to meet his flustered gaze.

“Yeah,” he nods, tenderly taking your hand and leading you to his pristine bathroom. The first thing you notice is how clean and neat it is compared to Ume’s.

Gyutaro avoids eye contact with you as he begins removing his clothes. First to go is his shirt, revealing his muscled torso and the large tattoo on his arm. He hesitates when taking off his pants, already feeling himself getting hard.

“Fuck…” he mutters to himself. Not wanting to make this awkward by just flaunting his hard-on. So he faces away from you and quickly steps into the tub, covering himself with his hand just to be safe.

To be honest, he got in so quickly that you didn’t even really notice. You do feel a bit shy removing your own clothes though, this will be the first time he’s seen you nude in a fully lit room.

And your boyfriend can tell just how nervous you are so he doesn’t stare. Only reaching out a hand to help you get into the tub when you’re ready.

The water is warm and soothing, the surface covered by cherry scented bubbles - which he strategically put in there so you wouldn’t be able to see how achingly hard he is.

Leaning back with a content sigh, Gyutaro opens his arms to you, “C’mere.”

With a blush you come to your boyfriend and lay your head on his chest, snuggling up to him under the warm water. Surely by now you can feel it, so maybe the bubbles were a waste of time. But that’s ok because Gyutaro isn’t even worried about that anymore, he’s too focused on how lucky he is to be having this moment with you right now.

“This is nice, Gyu,” you hum as you trail your hand up and down his chest, “I like being alone with you like this.”

“Me too,” he whispers while trying not to moan from your touch. “You-you look really beautiful by the way…” His gaze drifts down to see your curves peeking out from beneath the water.

He can’t deny it anymore, how badly he wants to have sex with you right now. Ever since you did it the first time it’s constantly been on his mind. But not for the reason you may think. He loved it so much because he felt so loved. It was the first time in his life that he felt so intimately close to someone. That kind of love and closeness is something he’s craved for his entire thirty-five years of life.

And after today, all of the confidence he gained from finally having his sister’s acceptance, he’s feeling less ashamed of himself. His girl loves him, so why shouldn’t he show her how much he wants her? There’s nothing to be afraid of.

Mustering all of the confidence he has, Gyutaro gently caresses your cheek - moving a strand of hair away from your face and looking into your eyes. Immediately you feel your knees go weak and your thighs rub together with need.

He pulls you closer and presses his lips against yours, initiating a heated kiss.

You can’t help but completely melt into him, allowing him to guide you fully on top of him. Now you’re definitely able to feel his erection as it presses between your legs. But it’s no surprise, you could tell he wanted you by the way he looked at you before he kissed you.

Beneath the water he maneuvers his hands, one cupping your breast and the other squeezing your thigh. Enjoying the slippery softness of your soapy skin under his touch. Moving his kiss down to your neck, he nibbles and sucks on your delicate skin.

“Ah, Gyu,” you whimper and hold onto his shoulders.

He can’t help but smirk, pride building up within him that he’s able to make you melt like this. “M’gonna make love to you,” he whispers into your ear as he moves forward, pushing you to lay on your back as he moves your legs to hang over his shoulders.

Looking up at him, you feel like your body has become jelly. He looks so sexy as he hovers above you, from the way his long damp hair sticks to his forehead and neck to the way the water droplets cling to his abs and biceps. Not to mention the patch of hair that trails up to his belly button. It all makes you feel butterflies and you can’t help but spread your legs for him.

Tightly gripping your thighs, he leans forward and whispers, “Don’t worry baby, I’ll go slow,” and gently moves his hips forward - gradually sliding into you, splitting you apart on his length.

You gasp and squirm beneath him, your body sweats as you are not only surrounded by the warm water but also by his hot body on top of you.

Once fully inside, he slowly thrusts into you just as he had promised. Making sure to pay close attention to your reaction to make sure you're comfortable.

And you’re more than comfortable. If anything you’re too comfortable. The fact that he isn’t vigorously ramming into you as if he intends to put a baby in you is unbearable. So you grab his hips and forcefully plunge him into you, “Fuck me harder Gyu!” You pant, desperately trying to guide him to a faster pace.

His eyes widen and his cheeks turn pink, but he doesn’t need to be told twice. With your permission, he grabs your hips and violently thrusts into you - so hard that the water in the tub spills over the edge. But neither of you care, too lost in pleasure to even notice.

“Ahh, I wish you could put a baby in me, Gyu!” you moan, not fully realizing what you’re saying. But your statement sparks something within him and triggers a kink he didn’t even know he had.

“Fuck… I wanna put a baby in you so bad,” he grunts, “gonna stuff you full.”

The thought of getting you pregnant makes Gyutaro absolutely feral. A family is something he’s always wanted, so just the mere idea of you carrying his baby drives him to fuck you even harder. Determined to get as deep as possible, ensuring that his seed fills you nice and full.

With that thought in mind, he picks you up and holds you close to his body while he stands on his knees. Holding onto your hips as he pounds into you, the sound of wet skin slapping fills the room along with water splattering onto the tile floor.

Meanwhile, you wrap your arms around his neck, holding on tightly while he fucks you silly. Saliva dripping down your chin and your tongue lolls out of your mouth, moaning and gasping as your boyfriend continuously forces the air out of your lungs. Your entire body begins to tingle, you know you’re getting close. And he knows it too by the way your walls are tightening around him.

That’s the only warning he gets before you’re cumming all over him. Your body shaking as his strong arms hold you up.

However, his orgasm hits him out of nowhere, as soon as he feels your orgasm hit you it pushes him over the edge as well. He didn’t want to cum just yet but you feel so good that he can’t help it. His cock twitches as it fills you to the brim with his sticky seed. The warmth spreading inside of you comforts you as your sensitive body lies in his arms.

Gyutaro pants as he holds you there for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Then he gently lowers himself back into the tub, holding you and softly kissing you as you remain in his arms.

Now that his orgasm has ended, he knows it was all just talk. That he can’t actually get you pregnant since you’re on birth control. But he can tell that a part of what you said was true and not only because it was in the heat of the moment. And it was true for him too. He really would like to get you pregnant and start a family one day.

“Don’t worry my love,” he whispers, “One day we will start a family together, I promise.”

You can’t help but smile and snuggle closer to him - hoping that one day you really will get to start a family with him.

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And it won’t be long until Gyutaro makes you an official Shabana.

Because a year later he proposes to you.

After you graduated and moved in with him he knew that he had to make you his wife. So it wasn’t long until he couldn’t wait any longer and just asked. The two of you were on a weekend trip to the beach when he proposed. Nothing too fancy, but it was nice and romantic. He hadn’t planned to propose that weekend either, he had been carrying the ring around in his pocket for weeks. But when he saw how beautiful you looked as you walked beside him on the shore, he knew he had to make you his wife as soon as possible.

You had the wedding four months after the proposal. It was a small ceremony with close family and friends, but it was absolutely perfect.

Ever since then your life has felt like a dream.

Gyutaro got a promotion so now he doesn’t have to work overtime as often and there’s no pressure for you to work a full-time job if you don’t want to. Ume moved into an apartment in the city so now it’s just you and Gyutaro living in his house. He’s even taken up doing some renovations in the kitchen and the spare bedroom too.

It’s strange how your life changed so quickly after you met Gyutaro. You went from a college student living with your mom to being married and living with your husband in your own house all in the span of a year and a half.

This isn’t the life you had envisioned yourself having after college, but you wouldn’t change a single thing. It’s perfect, and it’s only going to get better from here.

“Honey, I’m home!” Gyutaro shouts as he comes into the house, “Sorry I’m late. I wanted to pick us up something from the bakery-” he stops when he looks around and sees you’re nowhere in sight.

He peeks into the kitchen, “Where the hell is she?” next he checks the garden. “Y/N?” no, not there either.

Usually, when he gets home from work you’re in the kitchen preparing dinner or sometimes outside in the garden. Sometimes you go out with your friends but you usually tell him first. He’s not mad though, he just assumes you went out and forgot to tell him.

“Oh well, I’ll text her and see what she wants for dinner tonight,” he says to himself as he takes off his tie. His mind is lost in thought as he thinks about what he wants to make tonight, he’s thinking one of your favorites.

As he contemplates dinner, he walks into the bedroom to see you sitting on the bed. Immediately he can tell that something is wrong.

“Y/N? Are you alright?” he walks over to you and puts his hand on your shoulder, “What’s that in your hand?” He asks as he notices you’re clutching something in your hands, hiding it from his view.

“Gyu… I-I have to tell you something…” you mutter.

“Babe, you’re scaring me… whatever it is, you can tell me. I promise I won’t be mad,” he says in a caring manner, trying to comfort you.

Your thoughts are spiraling, not sure whether he will be happy or angered by what you say. But you know that it’s something he needs to know.

However, you can’t even muster the words. So you just hand him the object you had clutched in your palms.

The room is filled with silence as he closely observes the object, “You… you’re pregnant?”

“Y-yeah, I’m pregnant,” you nod and look up at him, anxious to see his reaction. And it isn’t at all what you had expected.

There are tears pouring from his eyes as he clutches the positive pregnancy test. All of his walls start crumbling down and he lets it all out, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Gyutaro?” you gasp, starting to panic.

Before you can reach out to him he lunges forward and embraces you, tightly wrapping his arms around you. “We-we’re gonna have a baby!” he sobs, “I can’t believe it.”

“Aw honey, so… you’re happy?”

“Of course I’m happy! Th-this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me!” he says between sobs.

It seems you were worried for nothing. You knew Gyutaro always wanted children but you didn’t know if he wanted them now especially since you haven’t been married for very long. Gyutaro has always been nothing but loving and supportive towards you, so of course he was overjoyed at the news.

Your husband drops to his knees and presses his forehead against your stomach, “This is everything I’ve ever wanted…”

“Aw Gyu…” you smile and kiss the top of his head, “You’re going to be a great father.”

Hearing those words makes his tears flow even more. “I-I had no idea you were pregnant...”

“It was bound to happen,” you chuckle causing him to chuckle too.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right haha,” he stands and gives you another tight hug.

The news was shocking to him, but he couldn’t be that surprised. Ever since you got married you’ve been having unprotected sex so it’s no surprise that it happened so soon. However, even though he’s married to a beautiful woman there was still a part of him that told him he was too old to have a family. Too old to have a child of his own. And too old to make a woman like you happy.

But now he’s finally starting to realize that none of it was true.

And he does deserve this. Marriage, children, and most importantly you.

“I love you, Y/N… thank you for making all of my dreams come true.”

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myredrainbow · 10 months ago

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Lucifer vs Alastor x reader!!! Pt.1

First I just wanna say ty for 100 likes on Alastor’s post!! I’m sorry that I haven’t been posting for a bit got to watch the show!!! Now that we have it we can now celebrate!!

Now since Alastor & Lucifer were trying one up each other for Charlie’s attention, I want to make something similar for reader purposes!! So this will be a one shot of these two lovely handsome devils~!

I hope you like it!!!

( spoilers)

~ Alastor & you were great friends with each other until Charlie announced that her father was going to be at the hotel. Freaking everybody up to clean up and pretty up the place.

~ As a fellow maid you and Niffty were cleaning up a storm as the others were making cookies and putting up streamers. Alastor watching everyone as he glared at the welcome banner, “Are you alright Alastor?” You asked.

~ He grinned at you, patting your head. “ Don’t worry, my dear!” He cheered, gripping his microphone tightly a bit. You stare at him then smiled, “Ah! What beautiful smile you have today!”. He grinned, you chuckle. “Your not fully dress-“ without a smile!” You and Alastor said together, as Vaggie said “Hey! He’s nearly here, come on”.

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~“Charlie!” Lucifer smiled as he hugged Charlie, “hey dad”.

~Lucifer twirls around as Razzle and Dazzle Floyd next to him as he mumbled something at them, he stands up straight as he walks around. He walks your way as you bow your head at him, “ Welcome! Your majesty, it’s an honor to meet you”. Lucifer stares and shakes your hand, “ Oh! Aha.. um what’s your name?”.

~You give him a gentle smile as you spoke, “ Y/n sir, I’m a maid here at your daughter’s wonderful hotel!”. Seeing at the corner of your eye, Charlie smiling at you. Lucifer stares at you smiling at your sweet smile you gave him.

~ “ Oh, um.. it’s wonderful to meet you Y/n” he cooed, as Alastor silhouette appears between you too. “ Greetings your majesty! It’s a pleasure to meet you! Quite a pleasure!” He grinned, shaking his hand kind roughly as Lucifer’s hat nearly falling off.

~ you flutter your lashes at the notice of Alastor being in between you too. “ Huh? Who are you? Are you the bellhop?” He asked starring at Charlie and back at Alastor, “I’m Alastor the radio demon”. “You must know me from my radio show” Lucifer thinks for a second as he hums.

~”Nope! I guess that’s why you call this place the as “hazbin”hotel! Hahaha!” He laughed as Charlie stares at him, You and both stare at each other in confusion. “ Hahaha! It’s was actually my idea” Alastor spoke back, “Hahaha! Well it’s not very clever!” Lucifer spits back. “Haha! Fuck you..” he growls, as you Charlie both the both of them away.

~ you snap at Alastor, “ Alastor! Please..”. Alastor sighs and fixes his bow tie, “Apologies my dear..” he smiled. Lucifer stares at the both of you, “umm.. are you two a couple?” He asked. You shake your head, “Oh no! We’re just great friends”. You smile as you heard some radio cracking sounds beside you, Lucifer grinned. He twirled around lifting your hand with his cane as he lifts his cane as he quickly gives a peck on your knuckles.

~ You gasp as Charlie mumbles, “dad?”. Y/n gasp as you take your hand back as you rubbed your knuckles against your fingers, the feeling of his lips on my mind. Alastor glares at him as Lucifer gives him a shit grin…

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Charlie takes her father around the hotel as you hold behind them alongside Alastor, Alastor being very close to you. Alastor then stops walking as you turn around to see him starring off, “Alastor?” You mumble. “Sorry dear, do you mind handing me your hand?” You nod as you lift up your hand as he holds your hand as he caresses your hand before pecking your knuckles.

~ “ *gasps* A-Alastor?” You yelp as your heart starts to pound, his face still at your hand as looks up to see you. His eyes showing off mischievous intentions, as he spoke.

“No one is going to take what’s mine..”

TBC !!!

Yay!!! I hope you guys like this first part !!! The next part might be more fluff to spicy. Sorry that this is short but I’ll make the next part longer!!! I’m excited for this one shot- AAAAAA.. honestly I can’t even with Alastor and Lucifer. I love them both <3

~Myredrainbow

( ps. I hope you guys like the screenshots I have of my favorite parts XD Alastor tho- 👀 and Lucifer has them lashes (eyelashes) ^^

#hazbin hotel #x reader #x you #x y/n #lucifer #alastor #viziepop #x y/n fluff #fluff #oneshot

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romanarose · 1 year ago

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To the Rescue

Pre-Outbreak!Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Summary: Sarah gets her period, and Joel is a bit lost.

Warnings: So much period talk. so much. Thats about it.

EDIT Gotdamn two requests for part two already and it’s been up a few hours 😂 part two it is! Maybe with smut 👀

Let’s see. Comment if you’d like to be tagged!

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You didn’t wanna assume anything… maybe he knew what he was doing. Maybe he was just trying to find a particular kind.

Or maybe the 30-something-year-old man was wandering lost around the feminine hygiene aisle overwhelmed because his wife, daughter, or sister sent him to buy some, and he had no idea what he was doing.

“Excuse me, sir?” You gently approach the nervous man. When he turns to you, wide-eyed and red faced, you can’t help but notice how handsome he is, soft brown curls framing a strong jaw and curved nose.

“Oh, ‘scuse me, ma’am.” He nods his head to you, and steps back, presumably to get out of your way.

You smile softly at him, trying to put him at ease. “No, no, you’re alright, I was just gonna ask if you needed any help?”

The man blushes harder at that, dodging your attempts to catch his eyes. He looks like he’s about to refuse, but reconsiders. Looking at the floor and shoving his hands in his pockets, he answers. “My daughter, she started… um… yeah. For the first time today… the nice cashier boy is an older brother of her friend so he let her in the employee bathroom, since apparently, they don’t have a public one.” The annoyance laced his voice, and it’s obvious it had taken a moment to get the poor young girl to privacy. He finally looks at you, not so much embarrassed, but more ashamed. “I should’a been prepared for this, but I thought… I thought I had more time, you know? She’s still a little girl to me, I guess I didn’t see it coming. So. Here we are.”

You nod, listening. “Are you able to contact her mom?”

Shaking his head, he looks away again. “She left when Sarah- uh, my daughter- when Sarah was two, I gave up tryna involve her in Sarah's life by Kindergarden- I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be dumping all this shit-I Mean, crap- on you.”

He was a southern gentleman, it seemed, not keen on swearing around women. You felt for him, you did. A single dad in this position wasn’t ease.

“I see, well, I’m happy to help, if that’s alright.”

An audible sigh of relief escapes him. “That would be great, thank you. I don’t wanna… well she’s already very embarrassed. The cashier was nice, but he definitely saw the blood on her shorts, and she’s pretty humiliated. You know, teenage boy she knows and all that… I don’t wanna make it worse.” He shuffles his feet. “I don’t wanna make her feel like this is something to be ashamed of, or that I’m grossed out. I’m not.” He glances at you before sighing again but keeping eye contact. “I just feel out of my depth that’s all.”

“I understand. This sort of thing can be confusing for adult women do. We learn new things all the time, what works better and what doesn’t. I don’t think anyone expects you to be an expert.”

With a shy smile, the young man extends his hand. “Joel Miller, pleasure to meet yuh, miss.”

You tell him your name, and get to work, not wanting to leave that poor girl waiting. “Any known allergies, Mr. Miller?”

“Please, you can call me Joel. And yeah, she’s allergic to latex.”

Nodding again, you move to a particular section. “Okay, good think I asked because some have latex. Here.” You give him a box of basic Kotex pads and a box of tampons. “This brand is latex free, and they are a good brand. Just make sure you check any new products if you get 'em. She probably won’t want to use tampons for a few years yet, but let’s get 'em just in case” You grab a box of larger ones. “And these are overnight pads, but the first day or two are always the heaviest each month, and if I’m being honest, I just use these the first day, even with a tampon.” Your face suddenly matches Joel’s blush. “Sorry, that’s probably TMI”

“No!” He reassures, wide-eyed. “I don’t mind, any information is helpful- uh- if you’re comfortable, of course.”

You can’t seem to stop smiling at him. “Yeah. I’m pretty open. Well, for me, my first two days are insanely heavy, and the tampons bleed through really quick, so if I’m at work it's better just to have a big pad on to prevent leaks. I think it’s safe to say she’s gonna like these while she is figuring things out.”

Joel nods, and you can tell he’s trying very hard to take in this information. He grabs another box of the over night pads, then looks at you. “Just in case”

“Okay, now, you said she bleed through her clothes right?”

Joel scrubbed his face. “Oh god, yeah, and they don’t sell clothes here, huh.” He sighs, before coming up with a plan. “That's okay” I’ll just wrap my jacket around her.”

“Here.” You toss him some baby wipes. “You go check out, I got some sweats in my car, I’ll grab them and meet you at the employee bathroom.”

His eyes go wide at that. “Oh! Oh no, miss, thank you but you don't have to-”

But you hold out a hand to quiet the handsome single dad. “I want to. And they are just shitty sweats, don’t worry for one minute.” Before he could argue, you leave him, and soon you return to the front where Joel is trying to get his daughter to open the door… but she’s refusing.

“Sarah, honey, it’s okay, it’s okay I’m just gonna hand you what you need-”

“No!” You can hear her yell from the bathroom, and you can’t imagine she’s older than 10.

You step up to the door. “Hey, Sarah? I’m a friend of your dads. I got some clean clothes for you, if you crack open the door I have a towel you can cover yourself with, and I can help you, or if they you think got it-”

The door unlocked, and Joel looked visibly relieved as you handed her the beach towel through the cracked door.

“Is this alright? I’ll keep the door unlocked and be in and out.” You assure him, and he agrees.

“I really appreciate all your help; I can’t say thank you enough.”

Sarah calls that you can come in, and with a towel covering her you show her the products and explain how to use them. You slip out again and lean against the wall looking at an anxious Joel.

“She okay? She good?” He asks you, the worry evident on his face.

You were quick to reassure him. “She’s alright, just embarrassed, but I managed to slip in that you were absolutely not weirded out and not nervous at all.”

“Already lying for me, huh darl’n?” He chuckles a bit, finally seeming to relax. “You really came to my rescue.”

You could stare at his soft brown eyes all day… “It’s alright. No one really prepares you for this as a dad.”

The smile on his face falls. “But I should’ve prepared myself, you know?” his large hand goes to rub the back of his neck. “I don’t want you to think I didn’t try, really. When her mom left I really tried to… you know… learn how to do both, the mom stuff and dad stuff.” Joel chuckled a bit. “I can throw a mean tea party.”

Smiling softly, you hope your face doesn’t show one of judgment. "I bet you can."

“But then she just got older so fast… ”

“How old is she?”

“10”

“Well, in your defense, that is a little earlier than expected.” You can see his eyes widen, so you’re quick to assure him. “Not too early! Any time between 9 and 16 I think is normal and healthy. 12-13 is the average though.”

He wouldn’t stop beating himself up about it. “I should’ve been prepared, but my ma died before Sarah was born and I work with all men so I just… didn’t have anyone to ask, and then I know I could probably look it up but I didn’t even know what I’m looking for, plus it’s the internet so I wasn’t really sure what I’d see-”

“Joel!” You stop him, laughing and putting a hand on him, hoping to cool his anxious over-explaining… he relaxes into your touch. “I have been getting mine for ages, and I still find myself getting caught off guard without products. You’re a good dad, okay? You’re trying your best, and from what I’ve seen, you’ve raised a lovely, polite young lady. You’re not gonna traumatize her because you didn’t have pads.”

When he smiles at you, you can’t help but fall into those puppy-dog eyes just a little bit more.

Sarah emerges from the bathroom, looking at the floor but trying to put on a brave face. You decide to leave them be, let them go home so the poor girl could rest and Joel could calm down.

“I’m going to finish my shopping, any more questions before I go, sweetie?”

She gives a light smile. “No ma’am, thank you.”

“You’re very welcome. Joel?” You ask the girls dad, and he laughs as he shakes his head.

“Got about a thousand, but I’ll figure it out.”

“Dad” Sarah urges him to stop talking, so Joel does.

“Thank you, miss. I appreciate it.”

You say goodbye to both, and go to retrieve your shopping cart.

Meanwhile, Joel watches you leave, before Sarah speaks up.

“Who was that? She said she was a friend of yours, but you don’t have friends other than Uncle Tommy.”

“Hey now, little lady.” Joel looks down at her, but Sarah just gives him a look. “Fine, you got me. Just a nice lady helping a hopeless old man.”

“Well, she was nice. Can we go home? I think I deserve some of that candy you keep hidden away.”

“How do you know about that?”

“You fall asleep watching TV with your mouth full of chocolate.” Sarah then flops her head back, mouth open, imitating a loud snore.

Joel gently bonks her head, making the pre-teen giggle. “Alright I get your point, fine. Let’s go home.” Joel put his arm around his daughter, walking her outside as he carried the back of products and her dirty shorts.

When Sarah stuffed her hands into your large sweatpants, she felt something in the pocket. “Oh I hope he doesn’t need this.”

“What is it?” Joel hoped it was important so he had an excuse to find you and talk to you again.

Sarah handed him a business card. It had your name, and business and cellphone number printed on it, but it was the back that caught his attention. Written in blue ink, it said: “Call me, cowboy <3”

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First Joel with no smut XD

I was debating writing this or a dark!joel one shot, but christ, my dark joel series is *dark* so i needed to lighten myself up a bit.

@my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

IDK who else is reading none smutty joel so i guess im just tagging fen bc they read all my nonsense XD

#joel miller #joel miller hbo #joel miller reader #joel miller fem!reader #joel miller fem reader #fem reader #fem!reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel tlou #tlou fanfiction #tlou hbo #the last of us #pre outbreak!joel #single dad!joel miller #reader #pedro pascal #joel miller fluff #tlou fluff

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theosconfessions · 1 year ago

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if youd like to read the stephens from the beginning you can over here:)

if youd like to read the stephens continued you can over here :)

@ohsosims

theo- well at least you have a job, i guess.

blake- mr kline? can i help you find something or ?

theo-mmm actually no. just here to talk.

blake- talk?

theo- yeah talk. you have a minute or ?

blake- not really?? im sorry did i do something wrong or?

theo- not yet. at least i dont think. riv told me about you two.

blake- oh. oh.

theo- and with that being said im well aware of your..hobbies

blake- sir? i mean i play football?

theo- thats not what i mean and you know that. you KNOW exactly what im talking about here.

blake- i mean i guess.

theo- you have any kids, blake?

blake- im? im sorry where is this going?

theo- do you have any kids, blake. that you know about?

blake- [blinks] um is this a question river wanted to know more about or are you just being nosey?

theo- watch your mouth

blake-right sorry. i have a daughter. but river knew that. long before we ever did anything. i wasnt hiding anything from him.

theo- and you still involved with the mother at all?

blake- she lives across the country,no. it was young,dumb, love . not that i regret my daughter but its not idea. the situation. not great. work here for child support payments. see my daughter in the summer.

theo- and how does that happen? mother flies out here with her or?

blake- no my parents go above and beyond . go get her.

theo- you dont?

blake- better that way. we dont mix well anymore.

theo- whys that?

blake- because i slept with her friend.

theo- i see. ive done that

blake- im aware. seen your seasons.

theo- right.

blake- mr kline is there a reason why youre asking me all of this?

theo- you have any more kids rivers not aware of ? any chance you think you could not be aware of them yourself?

blake- um no? im pretty careful.

theo- you use protection with them?

blake- some of them.

theo- you use protection with river?

blake- no

theo- then youre not pretty careful. youre careless. i cheated on myhusband fifteen years ago and ended up bringing back something that coudlve fucked his life up. luckily it only got me.

blake- oh.

theo- blake, listen. river lieks you. i think he takes after his dad too much but hey. i can only control him so much,right? warn him so much. hes going to fuck up regardless.

blake- and you think im the fuck up?

theo- i think you have a potential to be a big mistake he makes yeah.

blake- wow. i like river,sir. a lot. always have

theo- i get that. thats just words, kid. i mean this shit ..its like looking at my younger self just a little bit more of a pussy.

blake- whoa.

theo- just saying if you have any intention on being serious with my son you better show him actions, kid. because i swear to GOD if he comes home and he tells me his boyfriend got some bitch pregnant..

blake- yessir. i wont. i really do like him

theo- k good. love this song.

blake- um?

#um i play football sir #poor dumb blake #little fleshing out blakes past here and theos like k its like a mirror but more douchey just dont hurt my kid ya know #dustin has no idea this all happened yet lmao #he will #the stephens continued #theo kline #blake donovan #the sims 4 #ts4 #the sims #ts4 gameplay #simblr #sims 4 #ts4 simblr #the sims stories #ts4 stories #ts4 story #the sims community

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OC Interview: Tiala “Shark” Toa

Talofa everyone! I just wanted to post something up here that I suddenly saw one of @kaitaiga 's post about her OC being interviewed! Which you will see it right here! And so I thought that I could joined in! By using that form! And also doing in YOUR point of view (as the interviewer)! So I hope you guys liked it!

November 2024

You have never thought of interviewing someone in Hawaii. Where the Marine Base would be at. And yet, here you are. You started to feel excited and a bit nervous as you followed a man into the training field. “Thank you so much for bringing me here, sir! I’m a bit nervous to meet her.”

The brown skin man gave you a smile as he nodded. “Of course! I’m just surprised that any interviewer was actually interested in our Task Force.”

“Yes! You guys are a BIG inspiration around the pacific! I heard so much about you guys from the state!” You started to beam up when you explained to the Captain that one of her relatives knows the Warriors Task Force. “And I’m very grateful that YOU agreed with this, Captain!”

The man, who had introduced himself as Kanoa, smiled a bit as he glanced at you over his shoulder. “No problem. I’m just surprised that your relatives are an old buddy of mine when I first joined the Marines.”

Soon the two of you had made it to the big field, seeing so many different groups of soldiers doing different training. Kanoa had looked around before grabbing a chair for you.

“Take a seat here. I’ll go and get her. And there’s no need to be nervous. She may look mean but she won’t bite. Promise.” Kanoa said as he winked at you.

You nodded as you sat down and watched him walk over to that one group. You saw him talking to the woman who seems like she’s busy training the recruits. You started to feel a bit anxious of how she looks at the man. You even question yourself if you’re bothering her.

You could feel your cold sweat dripping on the side of your head, even your palms are getting sweaty too. Soon you saw the woman nodded at Kanoa before making her way towards you. You sat up straight and quickly grabbed your notepad and your pen. But you accidentally dropped your pen from being nervous. “Shit.”

As you were about to pick it up, you saw another hand had picked it up instead. Soon you looked up to see the same woman in front of you. You slowly gulped down as you sat up. “H-Hi! Um…”

You had tried to speak but you still felt nervous all of a sudden. You don’t know why you felt like that from her.

“You’re the one who’s interviewing me?” The woman asked while giving that emotional look as she handed you your pen.

You cleared your throat and slowly took it before sitting up straight. “Y-Yes. I hope I wasn’t interrupting, ma’am.”

“You did but you gave me a great excuse to get away from those mofos. Can’t even get it right when I TOLD them to do something. O le mea lena e tupu pe a e paie.”

You tilted your head a bit when hearing her speak in a different language.

She noticed your head tilting as she sighed. “Sorry. Out of habit when someone pisses me off. But anyway, are we going to do the interview or what?”

You got your pen and notepad ready as you nodded. “Of course! We’ll start off with the basics!”

Basis

Name

“Tiala Toa. You may call me Shark if you want. First Sergeant of the Marine Corps and the Second in Command of the Warriors Task Force. And also the daughter of the retired Colonel of the Army. And even the sister of the Vice Admiral of the Navy, the Colonel of the Marines and even the Captain of the Marines as well. Who is also the leader of the Warriors Task Force. What? Too much? Too fast? ……well, you could’ve written it faster then.”

Are you single?

“I’m single.”

Birthplace?

“Born and raised in American Samoa. I really do enjoy staying on the island but sometimes I feel like I want to go away from there. AWAY from the dramas. Because almost every day it HAS to have family dramas in it.” She gently rubbed the side of her neck as she was trying to clear her throat in an awkward way. “Nothing bad really. It’s just…It’s just how we Samoans handled things between families.”

Hair Colour?

Tiala was in silence for a few seconds before gently touching her braided hair. And pulled it over her shoulder for her to take a look at it. “……it’s blonde.” She looked back at you. “It’s definitely blonde.”

You know she was being sarcastic so you just wrote down black as her hair color.

Eye Colour?

She pointed at her eyes. “Brown. Most of my family kept saying that I have my mom’s eyes and the others said I have my dad’s eyes.” She sighed as she shook her head in a disappointing way. “Both of them have BROWN. EYES. What do they even MEAN?” She facepalm gently as she groaned.

Birthday?

“November 19th. I’m turning 27 in the next few days. Planning to take my leave to go home to…visit someone. Always do this every year. Not a SINGLE year that I’ve missed every time I take my leave on my birthday. Unless, there’s a mission coming up. I have to postpone that but at least they’ll give me an extra month to have my leave after the mission.”

Gender

She’s starting to give that unamused look as she crosses her arms. “That should be easy enough for you to ANSWER that. I’m not gonna say anything.”

Mood?

“Tired. Annoyed. Wanting to strangle someone SO badly. Don’t worry, I won’t do it on you….maybe.”

Are you happy?

“Right now? No. Unless you get me something good to eat. I really do miss eating some Hawaiian Poke or Samoan Oka. THAT I’ve been craving for.” She then sighs before leaning back against the chair as she thinks about something. “But…there are some things that make me happy. And…I really am glad that I’ve met them. And seeing my brother most of the time.”

Are you angry?

“Not really now. But I sure will be once we’re done with this interview. Because right when I go back there. THOSE people will get on my nerves in ONE second.”

Summer/Winter?

“Summer.” She said with no hesitation. “I HATE the winter. It always makes me SNEEZE every 5 seconds! Kefe ia…one time of that mission when my brother, my team and I went to ALASKA to assist the squad team. Everyone kept staring and laughing at me when the cold chill hit through my fucking face. Blast and Squirrel won’t stop wheezing when I sneeze. They said they found it CUTE. I find it REALLY annoying. And I took my sick leave for three weeks. THREE. FUCKING. WEEKS. And it was terrible…”

Morning/Afternoon

Tiala started to think for a moment before looking at the interviewer. “I may not be a morning person to wake up. BUT. When I’m in a good mood for it. Morning is really nice. Just need to get up and see the sun rising up. It was beautiful.”

Eight things about your life

Are you in love?

“......Sorry but I’m not going to answer that. Next one please?”

Who ended your last relationship?

“Ah. It was my Ex-Boyfriend who ended our relationship. Back in high school during our Senior Years. He dumped me during the prom events. But before that he was trying to give me one last chance if I wanted to be with him and…he…did things that I don’t WANT to do. So he told the truth that he’s been cheating on me and broke up with me at that time.” She paused for a moment as she rubbed her neck a bit. Remembering all those words that he had said to her. She took a deep breath before continuing on. “Well, at least he got beat up by my 9-year-old baby brother. Yes. He was 9 but IF you saw him at that time. You will think he was 12-years-old with a bit of a chubby muscle.”

Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

She started to chuckle at that question. “Pele, ever since that break-up in high school. I hardly dated ANY men during that time. So you could imagine how many times that I’ve turned most of those men down. I mean…they ARE nice but I’m just not ready to go on the dating stage yet.”

Are you afraid of commitments?

“......yes…and no. It’s…It depends on who I’m looking for. I may be rough around the edges but in a relationship. I sometimes question myself if I even DESERVE it.” She started to lean back against the chair and crossed her arms. “Heh. That bastard and his words are still stuck in my head. So I don’t know if I ever wanted to get married or not…”

Have you hugged someone within the last week?

“No. Not really but…I would like to hug someone right about now.”

Have you ever had a secret admirer?

“Awkwardly. Yes. About one or two to be honest. One of them was REALLY into me and…it does make me feel guilty when I turned them down. But at least they respected my decision. Don’t know if they respected me as their First Sergeant or as a woman. Don’t know.”

Six Choices

Love or Lust?

“Love. Had enough dealing with people who had lust in their hearts.”

Iced Tea or Lemonade?

“Do like some Iced Tea. With more sweetness in it.”

Cats or Dogs?

“I like both but I’m more of a cat person. Got one cat and one kitten back at home. The cat is named Maliu and the kitten is named Fin. I missed them already…”

A few best friends or many regular friends?

“Maybe a few. Don’t want to have too many friends. You may never know that one of them might stab you behind your back.”

Wild night out or romantic night in?

“Night in. Nothing romantic or fancy. Just want to stay in. Watching movies or cooking something. That would be nice. I would love to have that time of relaxation.”

Day or Night?

“Daytime is nice. Good time to go for a swim at the beach or perhaps hanging out with friends and family. Might as well do some chores before having fun. Now I miss home.”

Four have you Evers

Been caught sneaking out?

“Nope. Because I already witnessed the consequences if I EVER did. You can ask my brother Rangi for that story. For HE is the victim of EXPERIENCING the consequences.”

Fell up/down the stairs?

She was silenced for a bit as she cleared her throat. “I uh…fell or made that TRIP a couple of times when I went up the stairs. I don’t know why my feet are getting clumsy.”

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt?

“Wanting some peace and quiet? Yeah. VERY badly. I’m getting tired of hearing these people complaining so much about the training and missions and all that. What do you expect? Getting something out of a silver platter? That’s just being a spoiled bitch that’s what I would say.”

Wanted to disappear?

“......To be honest…after everything that I’ve been through. From a couple of years ago. I wanted to disappear SO bad. Afraid of what those people might see or think of me. And afraid of WHO I’m seeing with. I just can’t handle it. Wanting to get away from this cruel shitty world. But…” Her voice started to sound soft. “Thanks to my family's support. Including my brothers. I…I feel like that they have carried all of my burdens out of me. And I could have never been better.”

Four Preferences

Smile or Eyes?

The woman paused for a bit to think. “Man, that’s a tough one. Mmm. I would go for a smile. Really enjoy seeing some people smile on their faces. It really suits them. Even for the grumpy ones too.”

Shorter or Taller?

“Taller. I can go with the shorter ones too. I don’t care but I’m leaning more towards the taller ones. Easy for me to kick their balls if they ever crossed the line. Hehehe….I’m joking but I might if they DID cross the line.”

Intelligence or Attraction?

“Ok. I may be a smart woman to most people but not THAT smart. Like, I’m not Dr. Einstein smart. I still have my ways of being intelligent but I would rather have someone who won’t confuse me with their smart ass mouth. So attraction WITH a bit of intelligence is all I ask for…mostly towards the attraction.”

Hook-Up or Relationship?

“Relationships. I…I know I said that I’ve been AVOIDING to have one. It’s just…I’m…n-never mind. I’m not gonna explain it. So yeah, relationships.”

Family

Do you and your family get along?

“Oh we have our ups and down but that doesn’t mean we don’t LOVE each other anymore. I love my family. My parents, my older and younger brothers, my aunties and uncles, my nieces, nephews and cousins. Even my grandparents and THEIR siblings. I love ALL of them! Except those TWO people that we all despised but we had to tolerate. Is my Uncle’s, my dad’s older brother, WIFE and spoiled ass DAUGHTER. Those two are SOOOOOOOOOO��UGH! Those two are just a bunch of KEFES. Always bragging and always showing off of their new life in the STATES. Like dude, most of our family are in the states too! You’re nothing special!” She soon takes a deep breath and calms herself down before looking at you. “You’re…not gonna write that down are you?”

Would you say you have a ‘messed up’ life?

“Uh…I would say…yes. Before and after joining the military. That’s all I’m going to say.”

Have you ever run away from home?

“Not really. And even if I DID run away from home. My other family would snitch on me and mama would beat me up for doing that.”

Have you ever gotten kicked out?

“No.”

Friends

Do you secretly hate one of your friends?

“Right now? No. From before? Yes. Who was it? I’m not gonna tell.”

Have you considered all your friends’ good friends?

“Some of them, yeah. We’re all here to do our jobs. And if I see them doing what they were SUPPOSED to do then I’ll consider it as…a good alliance.”

Who is your best friend?

“I used to have TWO though. Their names are Ela Anand and Herman Black. Those two…they’re everything to me the first time I’ve joined the Marines. We always have each other's back….now they’re gone. They’ve died in great honor that I will continue to fight for.”

Who knows everything about you?

“Kanoa…always Kanoa. I mean, my other brothers, yes. But Kanoa is the only one who understands me more. He’s always there for me when I need him the most.”

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You wrote down that last sentence before smiling at the report. “Alright then! That’s about it! Thank you so much for taking your time and answering my questions, First Sergeant!”

Tiala nodded at the interviewer before standing up. “Of course. Glad to be a servant.”

As you stood up, you noticed her clearing her throat as she was trying to get her attention.

“Say…I’ve got a question for you.”

You held your notepad close as you started to feel your heart beating a bit fast from being so nervous. “Y-Yes, ma’am?”

“Why of all people would you interview ME? My brother would be a better option since he has more experience than I have.”

You just blinked for a bit as you shrugged at her response. “I don’t know. I just…feel like that you’re the one that I’ll be interviewing me.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“I-I know. It’s just…I have that gut feeling when I saw your photo online about your Task Force and all of a sudden…something or someone had pushed me to see you. So…here we are.”

The First Sergeant just stared at you for a moment before turning her back from you and just walked away. “Thank you. I should be going now. It’s nice doing this interview with you.”

“O-Oh uh…you’re welcome?” You just watched her walked back to her group and smiled to see her yelling at them to get up on their feet. You giggled a bit before seeing Kanoa had just stepped in.

“So, you had fun?” The Captain ask while watching his sister scolding the recruits.

“Yeah. And thank you again, sir. For letting me in here.”

“Of course! Whoever is a friend of that relative of yours, is a friend of mine. Now come on, let me take you to get something to eat.”

“Oh yes please!”

Kanoa chuckled as he took you inside the mess hall.

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kaylinlmao · 2 years ago

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Hey can you write a story about the Yandere tbp boys bumping into your parents and telling them there The readers Boyfriends? (Fem! reader please!)

You don’t have to write if you don’t want to!

Sure. I decided instead of Y/N, from now on I'll use Aria Jaxson as the OC name. I like that name better. It means air. Like, pretty!

Aria's POV

"Can we meet your parents?" I heard that question and tensed up. "Why?" I asked. "Well, we've been dating for a year now and we haven't met them yet darling." Bruce said. "I mean, they aren't really..." I trailed off. "Aren't really what, princesa?" "Parent material" "What do you mean?" Vance asked. "They aren't really good parents. They're homophobic to start." "And?" "They wouldn't support our relationship." "Maybe next time then, pretty girl."

Everytime the question of "when can we meet your parents?" came up, you somehow managed to avoid it. But you knew that Denver was a really small town. They would run into your parents eventually. It was only an amount of time. And one day, it happened.

Finney's POV

Robin, Billy, Bruce, Vance, and I were going to the Grab N Go and the pizza place for movie night. We were gonna go to the drive in but they weren't showing anything good so we decided to watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre at home. We decided as in Robin decided but he was so into it, none of us had the heart to say no. Not even Aria. I mean, Vance did but whatever. We were walking down the street when we bumped into Aria's parents. None of the others knew that they were her parents other then me and Robin.

"Oh, hi Mrs. Jaxson!" I said, smiling fakely. I knew the way they treated Aria. Like the scum of the earth. When in reality, that's what they are. Just like my dad. "Oh hello Finney, Robin. Who are these boys?" "Vance" "Billy" "Bruce" "This is Aria's mom and dad." I said. "Nice to meet you. Are they your friends?" Mr. Jaxson said. "Oh no sir. We're Aria's boyfriends." Billy said. "What? I thought she was only dating Finney? All of you? And her? Are in a relationship? Are you all gay? Is she gay?"

"Um. No, Mrs. Jaxson. We are not all gay. We're bisexual. And so is Ari. Sorry for the misunderstanding." Billy said, trying to reason with her. He's the best with adults. Mr. Jaxson nodded as he hooked Mrs. Jaxson's arm and as they walked off, I heard him say. "Our daughter is a slut, Emma. What do we do?" I could see the others heard him from the way their faces turned red. Robin was clenching and unclenching his fist, Billy was gripping the backpack, Bruce was just staring ahead, and Vance was getting ready to fight Mr. Jaxson.

"Vance don't." "Why not Finn? Didn't you hear them?" "Yeah I did. We all did. But that doesn't mean that you get to just fight them." Bruce grabbed his arm and we went behind the Grab N Go. "We'll deal with them later, V." Bruce said. Vance nodded and we went back to getting our things.

Aria's POV

"So." I heard Finn say before we started the movie. I had noticed that they'd all been acting really weird. Sharing glances and stuff. "So what?" I asked. "We met your parents today, doll." Bruce said. "Shit."

Hope you enjoyed it! I've noticed that the TBP fandom is dying down and it isn't as popular. So, feel free to make requests for other fandom's, like IT 2017 or Stranger Things. I will still continue to write TBP a lot but I want to try some other fandoms too. To specify, I AM NOT GOING TO STOP WRITING ABOUT THE BLACK PHONE. I just want to try some other fandom's. (IT 2017 and Stranger Things are my preferred.)

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thatseventiesbitch · 1 year ago

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I don't know if you're still taking fic requests, but in one of your recent posts about Jay and Leia's parallels with Donna and Eric, you said that you pictured Eric finding Jay in Leia's bed one morning, like when Bob found him in Donna's room. Thanks to that, I need you to write something like that, lol 😭, only if you want of course!!

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Thank you anon! If you have a request or ask, send it to me here!

"Hey, Leia. I need to hear you up and moving in there."

Eric knocked sharply on his old bedroom door. Now it was Leia's bedroom when she stayed overnight at her grandparents house - something that could be rather surreal to Eric. Unfortunately Leia loved to sleep late, just like he did when he was a teenager. But this morning they had to leave by 8 o'clock sharp to get ahead of traffic getting back into the city. Donna had a meeting with her publisher in a few hours that she couldn't miss.

He put his ear to the bedroom door, listening for sounds of his daughter getting out of bed. He didn't hear anything, though, so he knocked again as he opened the door.

"Leia, hey, you need to wak- WHOA!" Eric exclaimed, stopping dead in his tracks as he realized there were two brown heads on the pillow, not just one.

"Dad?" Leia moaned sleepily. She was sitting up, and rubbed her eyes blearily. She seemed to quickly take in her surroundings, including her half naked boyfriend next to her, and she hastily straightened her tank top. "Shit," she mumbled.

"What are you doing?" Eric squeaked. He sounded angry but nervous at the same time, and partially covered his eyes with his hands.

"Um. Sir - " Jay began. He'd sat up and was searching for his shirt.

"Don't try to 'Sir' me. Not while you're in bed with my daughter," Eric glared at him.

"Right. Sorry, uh," Jay seemed to hesitate, struggling with what to call him instead. "Mr. Forman," he tried again, but Eric cut him off again, agitated.

"Leia. What the hell is going on here?"

"We were sleeping, Dad. Chill out."

"Oh, do not tell me to chill out right now young lady," Eric said, his voice rising. "That's right, you are still a young lady but you're making some very adult choices right now and I - "

"What the hell is going on in here?"

Donna had arrived, her arms crossed. "Eric?" she asked. Then her eyes widened with surprise as she stepped further into the room. "Jay?" She quickly fixed her gaze on Leia, her eyes narrowed. "Leia," she said sternly.

"We were sleeping, Mom - "

"Leia," Donna stood directly in front of her daughter now, and braced her hands on her shoulders. "Don't lie to me," she raised her eyebrows, imploring. "I was a teenager too, you know. Not that long ago. I know what 'we were sleeping' means."

But Leia stood her ground. She kept her gaze locked with Donna and her tone even. "Mom. I mean it, we were only sleeping." She blushed, and cast her eyes downward for just a moment. "We were cuddling. I just like it when he holds me."

"Oh," Donna seemed surprised, and then touched by her daughter's sentiments.

Eric, though, was unaffected by her words. "Uh uh. No. Absolutely no unsupervised cuddling in this house." He crossed his arms. "You know the rules, Leia. No boys in your bedroom. And no overnight guests without permission." He frowned at her, disappointed. "You snuck him in."

"Your dad's right," Donna chimed in. "You broke the rules, Leia. We're going to have a conversation about this later and there will be consequences." She nodded at Jay, who had finally found his shirt and slipped it back on. "Jay, you need to leave."

He gave Leia a long, meaningful look.

“Later, girl.”

“Out,” Eric snarled, pointing firmly at the door.

"And Leia, you need to pack and get ready. We're pulling out of here in twenty minutes,” her mom reminded her. Leia nodded miserably.

Eric and Donna stepped back out in the hallway behind Jay, and closed Leia's bedroom door behind them. As soon as they were out of earshot of both teens, Donna started to giggle.

"What?" Eric sighed.

"It's - it's just - like that Alanis Morissette song," she continued to giggle. "'Isn't it ironic? Don't you think?'"

"Okay - "

"Eric you know you used to sneak me in your room all the time in high school! And we did a lot more than cuddle, didn't we?" she raised her eyebrow at him. He couldn't help but smirk. It quickly evaporated, though.

"That was different," he scowled.

"Different how?" Donna rolled her eyes.

"Because it was - it was us," he sputtered. "And she's too young for - "

"Eric, she's seventeen now," Donna said gently. She rubbed his back. "She's - you know. Doing what seventeen year olds do." She brightened. "But if it helps, I think she really likes Jay." She paused. "I thinks she loves him."

Eric sighed. "No, Donna, that doesn't help. You know why? Because he's a Kelso. And he better not do what all Kelsos do, and break my baby girl's heart."

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zanyana626 · 1 year ago

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Alright, so here's my thoughts on the new Helluva Boss episode! 😈🤠❄️

Everything’s tagged as #hb spoilers for those who haven't seen it yet!

Stolas & Stella confronting each other be like:

Ice King Andrealphus being the third fucking wheel, questioning why he even showed up, but staying for the literal tea

Stolas & Stella obviously hated each other from the get go, so yeah, he didn't betray no one (except maybe his daughter's trust)

COWBOY DADDY STRIKER STRIKES BACK!!! Still sad that Norman Reedus didn't return to voice him, but I kinda already had a feeling that he wouldn't return cuz 1) We didn't get to hear Striker in the S2 Trailer & I think it was confirmed that most of the cast had finished recording their lines for this season over a year ago and 2) It's understandable bc he's a busy man in the acting industry!

And besides, Ed's an awesome VA (especially with all the characters he's voiced so far in the Hellaverse), so I didn't really mind the recast!

"Um... sexy?" Yep, Stolas & the I.M.P crew know what's up! 😉

Wonder what other kinds of Blessed items/weapons exist! I want more lore content!!!

Not bad for an M&M themed episode!

Mixed thoughts on the Blitzø & Loona B-plot of the episode! The Sloth Ring making these two wait 5 years for a rabies shot appointment & the dumbass staff not getting "Bingo & Tuna's" names right was funny tho!

Also, fuck off Fish Karen! It's Hell, no one gives a shit and yet, you're fine with your illegitimate son insulting Blitzø to his face!

"How does one get their own theme song?" Striker unwillingly getting his own theme song was gold! It gave me "Gaston's Song" vibes and I love it!!! 👏🏼

Moxxie finally fighting his own battles (even if it's for something as simple as a hat), good for him!

So there are tinier Imps in Hell, now? Again, lore content pls!!!!

Striker's little bat-cave: "I'm just impressed you seem to want to suck your own dick so badly", 'nuff said! 🤣

The parallels of Stolas "messing around" with Striker while being held hostage, to the time Blitzø & Moxxie fucked with the government agents in "Truth Seekers" was good too! 👌🏼

Hope we get to see a Striker backstory cuz he reeeeally has some sort of grudge towards the Goetia family or any of the higher ranked demons! Wonder if Paimon had anything to do with that?

"Prepare for trouble & make it double!" Stella & Andrealphus's dynamic was funny, but slightly creepy (mostly on Andre's side towards his sister)

LEAVE MAH CHILD VIA OUTTA THIS!!!! Like she hasn't had enough shit to deal with already!

M&M HUNGRY FOR A LI'L PAYBACK!!!!

They said, no Country music for a battle theme, only Pop music!

The fight scene mixed with Loona fighting back at her shot appointment was funny!

Angel Dust vs. Sir Pentious callback?? Moxxie's definitely been taking notes from the spider boi!

We still haven't seen the last of Cowboy Daddy Striker!

Poor Loony, getting a "cone of shame". At least she got a lollipop for being a "good patient"? 🤷🏻‍♀️

HOW TF DID THE MEDIA FIND OUT ABOUT STOLAS GETTING ATTACKED & NEARLY KILLED???

"...He can get hurt?" Yes, Blitzø! He may be a royal demon w/phenomenal cosmic powers, but he's just as fragile and hurting on the inside, just like me & you bud (and holy weapons don't help with that fact either)!

Had to pause to look at the Stolitz texts: so they have brought up the Ozzie's incident, but apparently haven't ACTUALLY talked about it face-to-face! At least Stolas is trying to work something out & give Blitzø some space!

BLITZØ, YOU BETTER GO VISIT YOUR MAN IN THE HOSPITAL, OR SO HELP ME…!!!!!

One thing that bugged me the most is Loona not getting any lines in this episode, yet Erica still got credited?

The last episode was understandable bc Loona appeared for a few seconds in the beggining & end. But they could've at least given Loona a few lines this time around, especially given the fact that she was freaking out & didn't wanna get the shot!

Overall not exactly the best episode, but it was still alright (I just mostly missed my cowboy daddy, ok?) Hopefully, the next episode does better!!!

#ana speaks #helluva boss #fan thoughts

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janetbrown711 · 2 years ago

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Long Live the Queen: The Beginning

I rewrote the Angelina 1 Lives Au-- which if you don't know, is an au of Wakko's Wish based upon my headcanon of the warner's grandmother, Angelina the First.

Basically a lot a lot a lot of angst and shit and this chapter is how it all got started <;33

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

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Princess Angelina II was engaged to Sir William the Good, though it was in secret. After all, he was just a knight and she was the princess with a mother who, without any hesitation, would tear the two apart if she knew.

There was a brief moment where Lena perhaps thought luck might be on their side when her mother fell deathly ill, but by truly miraculous means, the queen survived, which meant they had to continue their little secret.

The trouble with secrets though was that people assumed they weren’t around and so proceeded as though she was still single and therefore her mother still attempted to introduce her to countless suitors which Lena obviously wasn’t too keen on. It was just one idiotic and snooty man after the other. Lena wished at the very least her mother would throw in a princess or something to keep it interesting, but of course her mother wasn’t about that and also didn’t know about that secret, and so it remained boring.

Needless to say, time was wearing on William and Lena as they waited and waited for the right time to come.

Little did they know, the Queen was also tired of waiting.

“Angelina, you have to at least accept one of the suitors. If you don’t they may start fighting in the streets for you,” Queen Angelina the First gave her daughter a quick glare as she looked over papers.

“I don’t know what to tell you, mother. Maybe if any of them had a brain cell or two in their heads then I could think about it,” Lena lied, looking out the window to the gardens where she saw William with his fellow knights marching onward to the stables.

“You know, I really hoped it wouldn’t come to this,” Angelina sighed, setting her quill down.

“Something I highly doubt,” Lena muttered to herself.

“Watch your tone,” Angelina warned, and Lena stepped down.

“As I was saying... I hoped it wouldn't come to this, but since your impertinence has given me no other option, I will be selecting the suitor for you,” She said with a glare that made Lena’s blood run cold.

“I-I’m sorry, what?” She asked, pulling at her gloves anxiously.

“You’ve only done this to yourself, Angelina, I’ve no other choice. You aren’t getting any younger here,” She eyed her daughter up and down.

“I- um- will you excuse me, mother? I need to go,” Lena asked. Her mother looked at her suspiciously before nodding. Not wanting to be in there for a moment longer, Lena bolted out of the room and ran across the palace, all the way down to the royal stables, where William was just arriving.

“Lena? What’s the matter?” He asked as he dismounted from his horse.

“My mother... she said...” Lena panted. “She said... she’s gonna... arrange...”

“Have you been running?” William raised an eyebrow. Lena rolled her eyes and paused to catch her breath.

“My mother said that because I didn’t pick a suitor, she’s choosing for me,” Lena explained.

“Oh– that’s… not gonna work out– What do you want to do?” He asked her. Lena thought a moment before snapping.

“We need to get married. Now,” She said, grabbing his hand and began leading him away.

“What- now now?” William was startled, but allowed himself to be moved.

“Well– yes-! I don’t know how long I’ll have. We need to do this, and we need to do this now,” Lena said, looking out and heading towards a servant building.

“So, um, where exactly are we going, Lena?” William asked.

“The underground mail tunnels. They go all over the kingdom to make sure any letters or important documents can go straight to the queen. If we go far enough we can find a town with a priest and be married there. Hopefully, they won’t mind the short notice,” She explained.

“Or the fact you’re the princess,” William pointed out.

“...Yeah, that too,” Lena realized. Would that count as treason? She really hoped it didn’t count as treason.

“So... um… I’ve never really left the castle grounds before so if you got any suggestions on where to go, now would be the best time,” She said, looking at the sign outside the building. William scanned over the list of towns and cities with deep thought, before snapping and grabbing his fiancee’s hand excitedly.

“I know a place where I know they can’t refuse us,” He winked, taking his fiancées hand.

“Oh? And where is such a place?” She laughed as he excitedly scanned the map and they headed down into the tunnels.

“Acme Falls, my home town. They love me there, I’m sure they’d love you too,” He gave her hand a squeeze and they excitedly began to run down the torch-lit and winding tunnels until they eventually opened the door that led to an empty mail room in Acme Falls.

They stepped out, surprised to find it empty but glad they could go unnoticed for at least five seconds, and walked out straight into the town center, which was bustling with business.

“So… what do we do now?” Lena asked, squeezing his hand, nervous about the unfamiliar surroundings.

William laughed soothingly, “I thought this was your plan.”

“I came up with it two hours ago, cut me some slack,” She punched his arm lightly.

“William? Is... is that you?” A female voice cut through the crowd.

“Helloise? Is that you?” William’s face lit up as he looked through the crowd for his childhood friend, absolutely ecstatic when she was visible and ran to him.

“William! What on earth are you doing here?” She hugged him. “And– oh my wishing star– are you the– the princess?” She blushed and quickly did a curtsey.

“Oh there’s no need for that right now, really,” Lena blushed too. “Besides, any friend of William is a friend of mine.”

“Thank you, your highness,” Heloise chuckled, embarrassed. “If I may ask, what brings you two to town?”

“We’re here to be married,” William explained, taking Lena’s arm and patting it excitedly.

“You’re engaged to the princess???” Heloise gawked. “Aren’t you two supposed to have a giant wedding ceremony with the whole kingdom invited? Isn’t that how royal weddings are supposed to go? Holy shi- I didn’t even think a knight could marry a princess,” She laughed in almost disbelief.

“Actually, he can’t. Not with my mother knowing anyway,” Lena explained. “That’s why we came here- to be married in secret.”

“Oh that’s very romantic,” She nodded understandingly. “William knows where the church is. I can get the priest and a few townsfolk if you want,” she offered.

“That’d be great, thank you,” William smiled. Heloise nodded, and ran off.

“I guess you weren’t kidding about this place, huh?” Lena chuckled.

“Acme Falls is practically perfect, what can I say?” He snorted. “It also helps to be the town's darling who braved several dangers to become knight. Shall we?” he let go of Lena’s arm just to offer his again.

“We shall.”

And so Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Bo Besca the Second and Sir William the Good were married in Acme Falls, with the whole town as their witnesses. Lena and William were the happiest they’d ever been their entire lives– which wasn’t saying much exactly, but still, they were euphoric.

They smiled and laughed and kissed a lot as they made their way back through the tunnels to the castle, but when they got to the final door, Lena froze.

“Are you ready?” William asked softly.

“I-i don’t know. I just– I’m already so happy, I know she’ll just–”

“Ruin it?” He caressed her cheek.

“...Yeah,” The princess sighed, staring at the door a long moment before whispering,

“I’m frightened, William.”

“It’ll be okay, Lena. I’m right here, and always will be– til death to we part, after all,” he kissed her forehead

“Right,” Lena smiled, kissing him back. She put her hand on the door before pausing again.

“Stay with me tonight?” She asked nervously.

“Of course, my love,” He said, and they shared another kiss.

“Good. Let’s go then,” She said, now ready as she turned the handle and entered the castle grounds once more.

And so Lena walked casually and calmly to her room all by herself, unlocking her bedside window and giving William the signal to climb in, which he did. The two embraced and kissed and hugged and did the sort of thing they had done many a time before, but now with the added joy of being husband and wife.

When the sun rose, William had to part for his training, and so kissed his fair princess adieu and climbed his way back down, leaving Lena to wave goodbye from the window and go back to acting like nothing had happened at all.

And thus is how their secret engagement turned into a secret marriage; a marriage that Lena realized she was going to have to tell her mother about sooner or later before it was too late and she was already in the middle of another wedding ceremony. However-However, out of a desire to preserve her nights of pure paradise with William, she kept her mouth shut and just hoped it could all last just a little bit longer. She didn’t want her mother to ruin this just as she ruined most everything else in her life.

She knew objectively her mother could never truly tear the two apart now, as divorce was strictly forbidden amongst royals, but if she knew her mother, she’d certainly find a way somehow, and thus she held onto her happiness as tight as possible.

The good/bad news was that William had been promoted to be a guard inside the castle, so Lena would see him much more often than she used to, but it was awkward because she couldn’t talk to him, much less flirt. It also didn’t help that her mother positioned him to often have shifts in the throne room which was “some of the most stressful situations I’ve ever been in” according to William.

But still, they were together in the night and that made all the difference.

If it could just last–

But of course, it couldn’t.

“Excuse me, Princess, the queen said she’d like a word with you,” A servant girl knocked on Lena’s door.

“What now?” Lena grumbled, setting down her book and opening the door. “Is she upset with me, or..?”

“No, your highness, in fact, she seems almost happy,” The girl said.

“My mother? Happy?” Lena blinked. “This can’t be good...” she said, dismissing the servant before quickly making her way down to the throne room.

“Lena, there you are,” Her mother smiled at her, “You’ve met King Salazar,” she gestured to the king standing by her throne.

Uh oh.

“Why, yes I have,” Lena nodded at him, sharing a quick glance with William in the corner.

“He’s the one you’ll be marrying,” She announced.

Shit.

“Mother, may I have a word with you- alone?” Lena asked with a nervous smile. Angelina frowned.

“This has already been decided, Angelina. You refused to pick and so I had to take matters into my own and teach you an important lesson and I-”

“I know. mother, but I really do need to talk with you,” Lena interrupted her mother before she could think to stop herself. The queen’s eye twitched.

“Fine.” She huffed. “King Salazar, you may wait in the grand hall,” she said. The king huffed and muttered something before taking his leave. Then, her mother’s focus went back to her.

“This better be good Angelina, or so help me,” The queen grit her teeth and pointed, making Lena a shiver crawl down her spine. She looked at William for support, and he gave her a weak smile. She took a deep breath.

“Mother, I can’t marry him,” She said.

Her mother starred dully. “...Is that all..?”

“I’m serious. I can’t,” Lena said again.

“Angelina, it has already been arranged for you,” Angelina rubbed her forehead.

“W-well I can’t because I’m already married,” Lena announced.

Her mother froze. “To whom?”

“Sir William the Good,” Lena admitted, pulling and twisting her gloves at a feverish pace. Angelina’s eyes went to William, and he remained still as a statue.

“Really now?” Angelina laughed darkly, standing up to examine him.

“It’s true. We eloped in Acme Falls three nights ago,” Lena explained.

“And you really expect me to believe that?” Angelina continued to laugh it off.

“Well- yes. We have certificates and everything- it was legally binding,” Lena didn’t know how else to explain such a simple fact to her mother.

The queen looked back at her daughter, then at William, then at Lena again, deep in thought, before shrugging to herself.

“Well, I suppose it’s a simple fix really, I could just have him executed–”

“A-and I’m pregnant!” Lena shouted over her mother, and the room fell utterly silent.

“Y-you are..?” William broke his composure.

“Haha– yep–!” She sweated at the lie.

Definitely no going back on that one…

The queen’s face was truly unreadable as she looked at her daughter. Silence filled the air, choking both William and Lena before Angelina raised her right hand and dismissed the guards with a single wave. William hesitated as she looked at Lena, but understood if he valued his life he needed to part, and so just smiled weakly before leaving with his fellow guard.

The silence didn’t dissipate for awhile until Angelina walked back to her throne and removed her gloves one by one, and slipped back on her wedding ring.

“You know, suitors are hard to come by. Many are wealthy, powerful men that inviting could risk wars and wrath unlike anything this kingdom has ever faced, but did I care? No. I prioritized the kingdom and your prosperity, and how do you repay me?” She turned and Lena could see the hatred in her eyes.

“My prosperity? When Salazar was here the first time he tried to kiss me five times without my consent and even hit me– you’ve never cared for my prosperity!” Lena argued.

Angelina growled. “You do not understand what it is to be lucky, child, nor do you understand the sacrifice it takes to run a kingdom as powerful as ours.”

“You call being married to that absolute dimwit luck?!” Lena laughed a little, before Angelina hit her backhanded, with her ring leaving a particularly strong bruise as it had many times in Lena’s life.

“You wretched child– you’ve no idea nor care for what you’ve done to me and to your kingdom. Years and years and years of sacrifice and you repay me by marrying a bastard from a no name town in the middle of nowhere,” Angelina growled.

“Don’t you dare talk about William like that,” Lena rubbed her cheek, but Angelina struck her again.

“You do not get to tell your queen what she can and cannot say,” She glared.

“I-if you hurt him, I’ll just hurt myself, and then you’ll be left with nothing– how’s that sound, hm?” Lena tried to hold onto her false courage, but tears were threatening to fall from the sting.

“Of all the impertinent, aggravating, abominable things you’ve done Angelina, I just cannot believe you’d marry absolute filth like this,” The queen was barely able to contain her anger anymore. “I just cannot believe my own flesh and blood would betray me like this.”

“Oh please, like you’ve ever treated me like ‘flesh and blood’,” Lena muttered, a tear escaping.

“I have done nothing but care for you. I’ve clothed you, given you a home and an education, and provided you with numerous options for your future and future suitors, and yet you discarded every single one without any care in the world,” She clenched her fist.

“But you’ve never loved me,” Lena said, tears now streaming hot and fast. “If you did, you’d be happy for me.”

Angelina scoffed. “Who could ever love a pebble in her shoe?”

“I hate you,” Lena glared, and Angelina hit her again, this time making her fall to the floor.

“You are going to pay for your actions, Angelina. The hard way,” She declared.

“W-wait, what are you–” but Lena wasn’t able to finish her question, as her mother grabbed her long black curls and immediately yanked on them, causing her to yelp in pain.

The queen then dragged her across the room and down the halls, where maids and servants gawked and stared as the queen dragged her kicking and screaming barely-not-teenaged daughter up to a secret room where she then dragged her up fifty feet of a spiraling staircase to single dusty cell where she tossed her in and locked the wooden door before Lena had the opportunity to stand and protest once more.

“You will not be leaving this room until you have understood a fraction of the pain and agony you have caused me and this kingdom,” Angelina spat and quickly stormed down the stairs before Lena could exclaim just how much she hated her goddamn mother.

So instead, she just whispered it over and over again, choking on sobs as she held her sides and rocked back and forth.

“I hate you, i hate you, i hate you, i hate you, i hate you,” She rocked back and forth, not noticing the broken glass surrounding her or the tears in her dress that was being caused because of that. Instead, she just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed until she was sick in the stomach.

Things were supposed to get better. They couldn’t divorce– that was supposed to have made her untouchable. She and William were married now- it was supposed to be okay.

Instead, now she was locked away for who knows how long in a dark, cold room with a bare-bones bed, a broken mirror, a blanket as thin as paper, and a single window.

Lena cried a bit more before regarding the broken mirror shards by her and got a very impulsive thought she didn’t hesitate to see through, grabbing a large piece, then grabbing her hair and slowly but surely slicing it all off.

One less thing her mother could manipulate...

With that, her mind turned to her beloved William– what was going to happen to him?

Would she kill him? Could she? Could anyone? He’s a trained knight, one of the best across all the lands, surely she couldn’t kill him “the old fashioned way”. Surely that would mean he would be okay... right? He was strong, so much stronger than her, surely he would survive anything Angelina threw at him.

And… stars above, what if she was pregnant? Sure, she lied out there but it wasn’t like it was impossible with how many nights they laid together before– god, she really messed everything up, didn’t she? Her mother was right, not only did she ruin her own life, but William and maybe even a baby’s life too– lord, she really hoped that wasn’t true though…

She eventually moved from the floor to the rickety bed, holding herself and thinking about how much she ruined the lives of those who loved her and how she wished she had never been born, that way everyone could just be happy.

However, soon she heard grunts right outside the window and before she knew it, a familiar presence wrapped himself around her.

“William- w-what-? H-how-?”

“Shh, it’s okay Lena, I’m here, it’s okay,” he hushed her, snuggling into her shoulder, which she responded to by nuzzling into.

“B-but how?” She still had to ask.

“I climbed,” He said it so simply but Lena gasped.

“Th-that’s like- 50 feet, William, You could’ve died,” Lena broke the embrace and sat up to look at him.

“Lena, it’s okay. I made it, and I’m here, that’s all that matters,” he too sat up and placed a hand on her face, wiping away a few tears.

“B-but I-i– I messed everything up so badly– and now I’m locked in here and I’ve no clue how long she plans to keep me in here o-or if I’ll just rot and die and then you’ll be alone again a-and hating ever loving me a-a-and–”

“Hey, hey, hey…” William made her look at him in his soft brown eyes, “I will never regret loving you, Lena, I promise. You are my whole world, ever since I was sixteen, and you will be until the day I die.”

Lena sniffled. “That’s what I’m worried about…”

William sighed. “I know... I’m so sorry, my love,” he was crying now too, and he stroked her head of freshly cut hair.

“Did she do that?” He whispered. Lena shook her head.

“Mother grabbed my hair a-and dragged me up here so I cut it off,” she explained tiredly. William quickly hugged her.

“I’m so sorry, Lena...” He said.

“I’m sorry too,” she said. “You’ll probably b-be killed or fired or de-knighted o-or something.”

“I don’t care for my title, only for you, Lena. And I swear we will get through this together no matter what.” He pressed his forehead against hers.

“No matter what,” Lena repeated to herself and William kissed her forehead. Despite everything, it brought a little smile to her face.

“Your mother cannot live forever, Lena, and soon enough it will be our time to be safe and happy as a family, just you and me and our children,” He smiled so softly that it dissipated any cold in the room and replaced it with warmth.

“Our children…” she thought with a small smile. The thought that terrified her now made her feel hope for her future: her mother would die, and she would be the mother Angelina never had been to kids of her own.

It would be perfect.

“I love you, William,” Lena said, kissing him softly.

“I love you too, Lena,” He smiled and kissed her right back.

It wasn’t today, and it sure wouldn’t be tomorrow, but someday all this pain would go away and they would be free and happy. And while right now wasn’t exactly sunshine and rainbows, they had each other, and that made all the difference in the world.

#animaniacs #my fics #angelina 1 lives au #wakkos wish #queen angelina i #sir william the good #queen angelina ii #lena warner #i forget how i originally tagged this #oh well lmaoooo #angst #tw abuse #we love bi icons #(William and Lena lol)

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super-unpredictable98 · 2 years ago

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A Lot To Talk About | Misfits AU

Pairing: Nathan x Lydia (OC - Hard Candy’ verse)

Word Count: 1,1 k

Warning: Strong language

(Masterlist)

I knew someday I would slip up, I didn't think it would be so soon, but I knew. I'm too clumsy not to mess things up even a little bit. So I accidentally wore a corset with my hair up to a concert, leaving my shoulders bare. When I realized it, I immediately let my hair down, but that was about halfway into the performance.

All I could do was pray that no one saw the birthmark, but I wouldn't be telling you this story if no one actually saw it… Some people did see it and there was a little bit of gossip over it, but soon enough, everyone had forgotten about it, or so I thought.

"Are you sure you're okay with being a bridesmaid? It might call too much attention…" Simon whispered as Nathan and I left his flat after a little double-date dinner to plan his wedding.

"I'm literally on the cover of Esquire right now, I think we're a little past calling attention to myself," I joked.

"I know, but mum and dad will be there, and our grandparents, and little Lydia…"

"Do you not want me as Alisha's bridesmaid?" I frowned.

"Of course I want you to, Peanut! You're my sister, how could I not want you there? I'm just worried about your… Situation."

"Um, guys?" Nathan poked my shoulder, his voice trembling slightly.

"One second, Natty, this is important," I said without turning away from Simon. "No, really! THIS is important!"

When Simon and I turned around, our father was standing there, agape, pale as chalk, looking like he just saw a bloody ghost.

"Shit…" I muttered.

"D'you think he heard it?" Nathan whispered.

"I am literally 10 feet away, of course I heard it," dad finally spoke up.

"Hi, Charles," I smiled sheepishly at him, my brain trying to pretend nothing happened. "You remember me, right? We met once at the grocery shop-"

"I think we've met a little before that, didn't we?" He chuckled.

Simon was paralyzed with fear, I know he was internally beating himself up for exposing me like that, but to be honest, it was a lot less scary than I imagined it would be.

"Dad, Lyddie is my friend you know… She's like a sister to me… And Alisha too…" Si stuttered nervously.

"I knew that birthmark looked familiar," dad walked towards me, slightly teary. "And those eyes as well. What happened to you, Blossom?"

"Well, it's a long story," I grimaced. "Do you remember that storm a couple of years back?"

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"So, my kids are superheroes, and my kids' spouses are also superheroes… And half of this town are superheroes."

"Or supervillains," Simon added. "We've met some people who were really dangerous and used their powers for evil."

"So you're saying, you are my Blossom in ten years?" Dad stared blankly, in shock from all the information we just dumped on him.

"Yes, but I go by Lydia or Lyddie now, I still hate that name."

I had seen him a couple of times from afar, but we were never able to really talk. It pained me so much to stay away from him, to never call him dad again.

"Lydia," he smiled, tears running down his face. "I am so proud of you, you are so brave and so talented. You're everything your mother and I raised you to be."

"Thank you, dad," I sobbed, unable to hold back any longer, and he held me, gently kissing my forehead. "I missed you so much."

"How long has it been?"

"About two and a half years."

"Oh, sweetie! It's alright, it's okay," he rubbed my back soothingly.

"Don't tell mum, she's gonna freak out."

"But Lydia…"

"Please, dad, please don't tell her. You know how she can get."

"Fine, I won't, but I think she would like to meet you, I couldn't imagine a better future for you."

"That's because you don't know Nathan," Simon muttered mockingly.

"What? What are you talkin' about?" Nate scoffed dramatically. "I am a perfect gentleman, sir, nothing t'worry about."

"I can see it in your face, kid…" dad looked him up and down. "That isn't true, but if my daughter loves you and chose to marry you, she must have a good reason."

"Aw, thanks, dad!" Nathan tilted his head

"Don't push it, Nats," I warned playfully.

"What is your power?" Dad asked, narrowing his eyes.

"I'm immortal and I can also do reality warping, it's kinda like bein' a magician, but without the tricks."

"Interesting… would you mind showing me?"

"No, not at all," Nathan smiled, happy to show off his powers any chance he got. "Lyddie mentioned a few times you're a fan of Guinness, right?"

"Right."

"Then cheers, man," he snapped his fingers and a can appeared in the palm of his other hand.

"Wow!" Dad took the can with an amazed smile. "I like this one, Lydia."

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Simon teased. "He's usually a completely different person."

"Just get over it, Barry," Nathan leaned back smugly. "My father-in-law likes me."

"Barry?" Dad looked at me confused and I simply shrugged.

"No, my father doesn't know you well enough," he countered with a smirk. "Should I tell him about that volunteer we had… What was her name, Lyddie? The blonde one that was a bit older."

"You mean Ruth?" I smiled, taking the opportunity to push my husband's buttons.

"Ruth! That's right, dad you're not gonna believe it-"

"NO!" Nathan shouted. "If you tell 'im that, I'm gonna tell 'im about the shapeshifter, should we go there?"

"Then I'll tell him about that time you got that tattoo."

"And I'll tell 'im about the very interesting things you had t'say when Alisha touched you with her old power."

"So I'll tell him about what you did to Nikki's mattress."

"Stop that!" I laughed. "We have more than enough incriminating stories about each other, our father doesn't need to know any of them!"

"But… now I'm curious, I wanna know all of them," dad grinned, making me regret not telling him sooner. He was acting so cool about the whole thing, I was so happy to have him back.

"Convenient for you to say that, Lollipop," my husband taunted. "You wouldn't want me t'mention the bet with the pills, right?"

"Or what you used to do with Nathan in the Community Centre…" Simon joined.

"Okay, seems like we have a lot to talk about," dad cracked open his beer. "Let's start from the beginning, how did you and my daughter meet, Nathan?"

"That's a cool story," he started. "So, I was playin' bowling one night, right?"

Tag List: @seanfalco @elliethesuperfruitlover @salvador-daley @firstpersonnarrator

#misfits #misfits nathan #misfits fanfic #nathan young #nathan young x oc #one shot #fanfic #robert sheehan character fic

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chiveburger · 2 years ago

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not surprising but some people who come into my clinic are actually insane. this man with his family of four came in today, and he is the most manic controlling person on this planet. basically when families come in, the logical and most efficient way to streamline this is to get one family member seen by the doctor first. so during that time you can do all the paperwork or do the corresponding tests with the other ones so the doctor stays on time and THEY can leave on time too?? because who wants to stay at the optometrist for 2 hours. this fucking family apparently because this dad was so insistent on needing his WHOLE family in the examination room. he’s like a 50 year old dumbass or something... there is no room for five grown adults in this room??? I have no idea why the hell he needed that and he wouldn’t let the doctor see them until they were all in the room and turns out according to my doctor he’s “just like that.” maybe he should get some help then like firstable you were late, it snowed so I can understand but you’re wasting everybody’s time man. how the hell do you do anything with your family like if you need to take a shit do you take your whole family into the toilet with you too???? If you’re getting a prostate exam do you ask your whole family to be there with you??? I feel bad for his family like his wife and daughter said nothing and just obeyed when he ordered them to go into the room and stand in the corner. he also texted his THIRD daughter to call our office to book an exam while my coworker was checking his family in. so she put her on hold and the dad was like “that’s my daughter why are you not picking up the phone” um?? fuck your daughter?? there’s other people waiting too like this clinic isn’t revolving around you and your submissive family. we only had a few people in the clinic today but he single handedly fucked up our entire schedule like don’t come back until you get therapy sir

#borger diary

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ace-angel-judas · 9 months ago

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Jungbella elope au? Because we need it 😂

“I’m sorry, sir but until her husband gets here, I can’t let you in that room,”

“Husband?!” Ayden snapped, hands slamming on the front desk, “She doesn’t have a husband! I am her husband!”

“If you keep getting aggressive, I’ll be forced to call security,”

Ayden glanced at the security guard, who was slowly shaking his head at the nurses words. Grace stood beside Ayden, hands in her pockets as she hummed.

“What makes you think she has a husband?” Grace asked.

“It’s listed in her file, a Mr Jeon Jungkook?” The nurse stated.

“We don’t know anyone by that name,” Grace whispered.

“Are you looking at the right person?!” Ayden asked, “Arabella Park, twenty one years old? Was just hit by a fucking car!”

“Sir, I will call security,”

“And I will knock your security the fuck out if they pull me away from my daughter,”

The elevator door dinged, a man in an expensive business suit rushing to stand next to the family. He had lip piercings and neat black hair that had been styled back.

“I’m looking for Arabella Park? My wife?”

Ayden and Grace looked at this man.

“Yes, she’s in room three, bed two-“

“Why is she not in a private room? She’s linked with my private health,” He stated, “I’ll see her and than I want her moved to a private room,”

The nurse just nodded before Ayden grabbed this man on the shoulder, stopping him.

“Who the fuck are you?” Ayden hissed.

“Sorry but my wife is-“

“Your supposed wife is my fucking daughter!”

Jungkook stopped, looking Ayden up and down, “It’s better she explains,”

The walk to the room was filled with tension, Grace walking behind the two men with her lips pursed.

Arabella was sat on the bed, her arm in a sling and a bandage on her forehead. She was eating a jello cup, smiling before it faded at the sight of her father and husband.

“Oh shit..,” She whispered.

“Oh shit is right,” Ayden stated, “How did you get hit by a car?!”

“The man didn’t stop at the lights-“

“Are you okay?” Jungkook asked, cupping her cheek, “I’ll sue the idiot,”

“Uh, you don’t need to sue anyone, um, Dad, this is my good friend-“

“Belle,” Grace spoke up, “We know your married to him,”

Arabella’s shoulders slumped, “Oh,”

Ayden was glaring at Jungkook, “Anyone going to explain?”

“Well,” Arabella wiggled her toes, “You know the spring break before I went to college? Where me and Sophia went on a road trip with Charlie and Jasmine?”

Ayden and Grace shared a look.

“We ended up in Vegas..,” Arabella whispered.

Ayden groaned before Grace burst into laughter.

“You got married to a random guy in Vegas?!” Grace laughed, “Oh that beats anything you ever did as a teenager, Ayden!”

“Why didn’t you get divorced?!” Ayden asked.

Arabella shrugged, “I.. I do like him,”

Jungkook smiled, “I like you too, babe and I’m not a random guy, I’m one of the CEO’s of Bangtan Industries,”

Ayden raised an eyebrow, “So? You own some small company?”

Grace slapped her brother’s arm, “You idiot! Bangtan own three quarters of the fucking city!”

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iliaclwrites · 2 years ago

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can you please write about cheerleader!reader and eddie going to prom? i think id combust

You could hear Eddie pacing nervously down the hall, his muffled footsteps against the carpet rising up to you. You chewed your lower lip, before swearing, and checking your teeth for lipstick.

"How do you think he's doing down there?" your mom asked, handing you a tissue. "I've not heard any screaming yet."

You huffed a laugh. "Daddy could kill Eddie silently, if he wanted to," you murmured, patting at your lips. "How do I look?"

Your mother took you in. You were sat in a floaty silk dress, pale seafoam green with white lace sleeves. "I feel like I'm in Little House on the Prairie," you mumbled, picking at the bodice. "Like I'm Bonnie Tyler."

Your mother kissed your forehead. "I think you look perfect," she said, and took your hands in hers. "You know, my dress was the same pretty green when I went to prom."

"Yeah?"

"Mm. Your date is much prettier than mine, though." Your mother winked at you, and pulled you up to the door. "Now, come on. Let's make sure your father hasn't painted our walls with your boyfriend's entrails."

In the living room, Eddie wanted to die. He felt cramped in his suit, with the aquamarine tie tight around his throat. Your father was watching him, lounging on the sofa as Eddie paced in the tight space.

"You'll wear a hole in my carpets, boy," grunted your dad, and Eddie froze, turning to look at him nervously.

"Uh, sorry, sir," he said nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "Just, uh. Nervous."

"Mm," your dad agreed numbly. "You eaten yet, kid?"

"Sir, yes, sir," Eddie said, lying. He didn't think he could eat anything tonight. He was far too nervous. Plus, this suit was a rental. "She sure is taking her time."

Your dad snorted. "She's her mother's daughter. That woman was late to her own birth," he said, and Eddie laughed, slightly manically. "So, you're the one keeping my daughter out so late, then. Teddy."

"Eddie," he corrected swiftly. "And. Um. Yes." God, it was hot in here.

Your dad watched him, leaning back in the armchair. "Right. And you two have been dating for--"

"Six months," Eddie said. "Six months next week. We, uh. We're gonna go to the movies to celebrate."

"Congratulations," your dad said, and Eddie thought it was probably sarcastic. "And your intentions?"

Eddie choked. "Huh?"

"With my daughter."

"My intentions... with your daughter?"

Your dad seemed to be enjoying this. "Yes. That is what I asked." He quirked an eyebrow at Eddie's silence.

"Sorry!" you gasped, pushing the door open to your bedroom, stepping out onto the carpeted floors of the living room. "Sorry, sorry, I got lipstick on my teeth and it just turned into a whole palaver, and then mom started getting emotional--"

"I did not," your mother said, coming to sit down next to her husband. "Tell her she looks lovely, dear."

"You look lovely," Eddie said immediately, earning him a weird look from both your parents. "Fu-- shi-- I mean. Jinkies, pom poms. You look amazing."

You flushed. "You clean up good too, Eds."

He came right up to you, and handed you a bouquet. You stared down at it, not taking it. "I, uh. Baby's breath. Your favourite. Chrissy told me. I had to stalk her after practice to ask, and nearly died when Jason found me, but she said you like these. And also bluebells. But apparently bluebells are protected and you can't actually pick them, so I hope these are okay, she said they'd be--"

"Eddie."

"Yes?" He stared at you. Was he tearing up? What the fuck?

You wrapped your hand around his fist. "They're perfect."

"Well, thank fuck for that," Eddie muttered, and kissed your cheek. "Okay. Let's do this prom shit."

"Wait!" Your mother sprang from the sofa, pulling a Polaroid camera out from under the coffee table. "Photos, photos, come on!"

Eddie pulled you into his arms, and both of you smiled at the camera. Your mother pulled the viewfinder from her eye, frowning at you two. "Eddie, sweetheart. Please look slightly less afraid?"

Eddie swallowed. "Yes, ma'am."

Your mother snapped a few of you, pulling the photos out of the camera to develop. For the last one, you pulled Eddie in, kissing his cheek soundly and feeling him freeze up against you. Your mum snapped a handful with you two like that.

When you went over to your dad to let him give you a once-over, you heard Eddie murmur, "Sorry, ma'am. But uh, could I have that one?" before stuffing the photo into his wallet. You bit down a grin.

#eddie munson x female character #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x cheerleader #s: two households

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kpop-kitkat · 2 years ago

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Real Love | Yoon Jeonghan

pairing | rich!yoon jeonghan x rich!f reader

genre/cw | explicit language, angst, fluff, unsupportive father, family issues, slight rebellious behaviors, protective jeonghan, slight sexual content

wc | 1.6k

notes | none

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Y/n strolled through the school halls as she got many whistles and winks from the boys.

Y/n L/n. Daughter of the principle, rich, and the prettiest girl in school. Most girls were her friends here, but not the nerds or the ones who hated Y/n because they were jealous of her. I guess you could say she was that one annoyingly popular girl, except she wasn’t exactly a bully. She was really kind, which drew many people to her.

Her only problem was the hundreds of fuck boys who wanted her, and the girls who bullied her because of how popular she was with the boys. She tried not to let it get her down. Besides, nobody was as fortunate as her.

There was this one boy though. Yoon Jeonghan. He was a lot like her. Rich, popular, hot, but kind. He managed to find the perfect balance between being a bad boy, but not being like the rest of the boys in school. Y/n didn’t want to admit it, but she had the biggest crush on him and stared at him from distances. The two had met and were considered friends, but they weren’t that close. The only one who suspected her of this crush was her friend, Lihyul.

”Omg look who it is,” Lihyul nudged Y/n as she pointed to Jeonghan, who was getting all sweaty while practicing basketball. “Your future boyfriend.”

”Shut up Li,” Y/n rolled her eyes. “As if he’d ever even date me.”

”Are you shitting me? You are the prettiest, hottest girl in school, maybe even in the whole city of Seoul!” she encouraged. “Not to mention, a heart like gold. I bet he likes you, but he’s too afraid to say anything.”

”Yeah well, if that was the case, my dad hates him so,” Y/n sighed.

“Last time I heard, you didn’t give a fuck about your dad’s rules. He may be the principle of this school, but he’s not in control of your life,” Lihyul stated. “Just go tell him how you feel! The worst that could happen is you get rejected and embarrass yourself in front of his whole team who are also all really hot.”

“You’re a terrible motivational speaker, you know that?”

Lihyul shrugged.

Y/n sighed heavily and glanced to the blonde boy. “I’ll do it. After lunch.”

”Eeheehee! I’m holding you to that!” Lihyul clapped her hands and side hugged her best friend.

~~~~~

Y/n trembled slightly as she finished up her lunch.

”You promised. You have to,” Minhwa, her other friend pleaded.

“I know I know,” Y/n replied, gulping down before she quietly walked over to where Jeonghan was staring out of the window.

She took a deep breath and glanced back to her friends who both gave her a thumbs up.

“You got this,” Lihyul mouthed.

She sighed again and turned to the boy in front of her. She hesitated slightly before tapping his shoulder. He turned around and Y/n still couldn’t believe how hot he was.

”Oh hey Y/n,” he smiled, making Y/n blush.

”Hey um, I just wanted to tell you that-

“Y/n?” a familiar voice sounded from behind her.

She turned around to meet the angry eyes of her father. She wished she could’ve disappeared at that moment.

“You know I don’t want you near this boy. Come, I’m taking you home early,” he ushered.

She was about to follow him when Jeonghan gently grabbed her wrist.

”No, you’re not taking her home,” he protested.

”What did you just say Yoon?” Mr. L/n asked, surprised at his rebellious tone.

“I said no!” Jeonghan yelled slightly, and laughed a little afterwards. “Everyone in this school knows how you treat your daughter Principle L/n. She can’t have any fun when you’re around. You control every single thing she does! You don’t let her near boys, especially me, you make sure she takes no longer than three minutes in the bathroom, and you don’t let her go to parties! I know you’re trying to protect her sir, but-

“You don’t tell me how to parent my child! I know what will happen if I let her party with someone like you. You would corrupt her,” he growled.

”Appa, he’s nothing like that!” Y/n spoke up. “He’s the kindest person I know! That’s why I like him!” Y/n blurted out, covering her mouth after she realized what she had said.

”You like him?!” he exclaimed.

”Yes! And I’m allowed to like whoever I want! He’s right, you can’t control me Appa! I’m eighteen!”

”You’re my daughter!”

”But I’m my own person. I’m not an item, I’m a human being. And I never told you, but I’m tired of being treated this way! I just want to live, like everyone else. That’s all I’ve ever wanted,” she laid everything out, tears brimming in her eyes. “I want to have more friends. I want to go to parties. I want to have fun. I want to have a boyfriend…”

Jeonghan felt a twist in his gut seeing her begin to cry. He pulled her closer and embraced her. He felt a rush of blood to his cheeks after hearing his crush confess to him, and he felt a need to protect her by pulling her close, not knowing what her father would do.

“Y/n, you’re coming. Come on,” he grabbed her wrist and attempted to pull her away from Jeonghan.

”Appa please,” she begged, in pain from how hard his grip was.

Jeonghan didn't let her go, and even pulled her away from her father.

”Leave her be Mr. L/n!” he growled. Y/n would be lying if she said it wasn’t hot.

“Step away from my daughter Yoon, or you’re expelled from this school!” he threatened.

”Okay, expel me then,” he said, pulling Y/n far enough from Mr. L/n for him to let go.

“If you expel him, expel me too,” Y/n said.

Mr. L/n stood in awe at their attitude.

“Fine! You’re both expelled! And don’t expect to be welcomed with open arms when you come back home,” he stormed off.

Y/n was relieved, but also pained. Her father never really loved her. He just loved controlling her life. She figured her father was right when he said Y/n was a mistake. Her mother was the only one who really cared for her.

“Are you okay?” Jeonghan asked, pulling away to look into her eyes. He then ran his hands along the arm Mr. L/n gripped harshly. “Did he hurt you?”

”Its just a bruise,” she laughed slightly. “I’ll be fine.”

”I’m so sorry you have to go through this. Nobody deserves it,” he frowned.

”I know, it’s okay. Thanks for standing up for me,” Y/n said, straight from her heart.

“Of course. Anything for you,” he smiled warmly. “Can I ask you something?”

”Yeah,” she replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

“Did you mean all of those things you said to your father? About, you know, liking me?” he asked, slightly embarrassed.

”Oh… yeah,” she looked down and smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Well, I was planning on telling you the same thing today,” he admitted.

”You were?”

”Mhmm,” he laughed. “Y/n you have a heart of gold and a smile like the sun, who wouldn’t like you? Not to mention, you’re the hottest girl in school, but you know that,” he blushed. “I really, really like you. I know we’re barely friends, but I’m drawn to you in a special way, like I’ve never been drawn to anyone before. Would you be my girlfriend?”

Y/n subconsciously let her jaw drop and a bright smile to make its way to her lips. “Of course!” she threw herself at him, and he returned the hug.

Y/n, caught in the moment, pulled away and jumped to peck his cheek. She immediately regretted it, but was pleasantly surprised when Jeonghan giggled and kissed her nose in return.

“You’re cute,” he smiled down at her.

~~Five Months Later~~

It’s been the best five months of Jeonghan and Y/n’s lives. Y/n never realized how much she struggled with self love until she dated Jeonghan. She always cursed herself in the mirror and starved herself. And on other days, she would eat until she felt sick because she thought she was too skinny. But Jeonghan showed her how perfect she was, inside and out.

Y/n sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. She thought she was a bit skinny. She had this unhealthy back and forth of “I need to gain weight” and “I should eat less”.

“I need to gain,” she whispered to herself.

”Baby I’m back!” Jeonghan shouted downstairs from their shared home.

She immediately put her sweatshirt back on and ran downstairs to hug her boyfriend.

”Have you been eating lately? I don’t want you to starve yourself,” he frowned, stroking her hair.

”That’s the problem Hannie, I need to eat,” she said, glancing down at herself.

”You do need to eat for nutrients and survival, not to gain weight. You’re perfect the way you are,” he said, kissing her neck before pulling away to kiss her lips sweetly. “I love you.”

”I know,” she smirked, before walking away.

Jeonghan looked offended and sad as she walked away. “Hey! Say it back!”

”Make me,” she laughed.

”You asked for it,” he smirked evilly before running to tackle her with tickles.

”Ahhh Hannie no!” she pleaded. “I love you! I love you! Just stop please,” she tried to sound angry, but couldn’t help her laughter.

“Haha. I love you too Princess.”

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