#a doll everytime we went to the store no matter what

[httpghostface]

me n my mom may not be able to talk n understand each other especially with likes n dislikes but thank GOD she knows everything when I yap about monster high

[top-tier-tickles]

"Kneads" More Sugar

This is a Spooky Month tickle fic requested by an anonymous user. I hope you enjoy!

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Kevin sighed, wiping down the counter to deal with boredom. It was Halloween, so people would come and go, but most people were smart, and actually bought candy before it was too late...

But the candy store was always stocked up, no matter what. Even if that meant Kevin wasn't allowed the day off to help run a haunted house.

The only major downsides were the customers, like that rude rich lady. Or...those kids...

Skid and Pump were obsessed with Halloween and everything to do with it. Kevin couldn't remember the last time he saw them out of their skeleton and pumpkin costumes. Most people in the town just went along with it, even Kevin found it rather charming. Until they started bursting through the door nearly everyday, demanding candy.

And everytime, they seemed to bring another otherworldly trouble with them. He remembers when they gave him "sugar" from some dealer (turned out it was actual sugar, thank god) , and getting STABBED in the leg by their haunted doll!

It was only a matter of time before-

*ding!*

"Kevin!"

There it is.

"We would like some candy, Kevin." Skid stood on his tip-toes to reach the counter.

"Yeah! Lots of candy!" Pump added.

"*sigh* Kids, please, just leave."

"Why, Kevin?"

"Because I'm not in the mood tonight, AND you two always bring me trouble!"

"Trouble? W-What do you mean trouble?" The small pumpkin inferred.

The worker sighed again, turning to the window. Suddenly, he spotted a very tall and rotund man. His face was painted red, two devil-like horns and a thick sweater of the same color. His eyes were wide and unblinking. That massive smile....seemed familiar....

That couldn't possibly be...

The devil man invited himself in, walking through the door, the same cheerful ding playing as he slowly stepped toward the three, his hand behind his back.

"K-Kids, why is he following you?" Kevin stuttered, shielding the two with his arms.

"I don't know, he's just been following us..." Skid answered.

He had to be quick, spotting a gumball machine, Kevin sprang it, releasing a slew of gumballs clacking onto the floor.

The devil did nothing, just slowly brushed the candies away with his foot.

Honestly, what was he expecting....

Kevin attempted to make a run for it, only to fall prey to his own trap and trip on the floor candy, smacking into the floor.

"K-kids, get outside, NOW!" He turned to Skid and Pump, pointing to the exit, even if he died, the kids could get away safely.

As he watched the kids escape, he looked back up to the man with the knife, standing over him, his smile never faltering.

This is it. Kevin knew that smile from somewhere. He saw it on the news about an escaped cannibal murderer.

Bob Velseb.

"Well, what've we got here? A candyman?" Bob finally said, the smooth accent in his voice only served to make him sound more psychotic.

Kevin trembled on the floor, curling up into a ball, preparing for any kind of torture or weapon to come his way.

"How very sweet, I bet you're sweet, too..." Bob bent down, scooping up his captive off of the floor and into his arms.

"Fun fact: Did you know that hearing is the last thing to go after somebody dies? It lasts for approximately seven minutes before the brain ceases all function..."

Oh god, that means that Kevin would be able to hear every gut-wrenching noise of this maniac tearing into his flesh even after he's stabbed by that knife.

Kevin whimpered, closing his eyes, awaiting a slow and bloody death....only, it didn't come....

The only thing that came was a slight feeling of someone's fingers wriggling against his sides.

"Ghheeheeheehee! Whahahat?"

"I always prefer to tenderize my meat before consumption..." Bob chuckled, continuing to tickle the poor man's stomach.

"AHA! W-WAHAHAIT!"

"Aw, what's the matter? Ticklish?"

Is this really happening?! Kevin's facing a cannibal serial killer, and instead of being gutted like a fish, he's being tickled? He was starting to think he was already dead and this was some weird after-death dream or whatever.

Bob suddenly dug his fingers into his ribs, eliciting a squeal from the clerk as he played those ribs like a piano.

"EEEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO, NOHOHOHOHOT THERE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Nope, this was definitely real.

"My, my, this is great! I get dinner, and a show!" Bob teased, continuing to wreck havoc on Kevin's poor ribs.

"NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHO! L-LEMME GOHOHOHOHOHOHO!"

Bob slowly pinched the bones, going from the lowest set to the highest.

"One.....two......three.....four...Oh, you've made me lose my place now! I'd better start over~"

"P-PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Kevin was going insane, at this point, he'd rather to killed or tickled in a different spot.

"ANYTHING BUHUHUHUT THE RIHIHIHIHIBS! NAHAHAHAHAHA"

"Oh, not there? Well, that's alright, I believe they're tender enough now..."

Bob suddenly left Kevin's ribs alone, much to his pleasure, only to evilly squeeze his hips repeatedly.

"WHAHAHAHAHAHAH! WHAHAHAHAHAT THE HEHEHEHEHELL?! STAHAHAHAHAHAPIT!"

"Language, Kevin, language... Kiddies come here..."

It was like Bob had a homing beacon that finds all of Kevin's worst tickle spots. His hips weren't as bad as his ribs, but they were pretty damn close.

"AAHAHAHAAHAHAA! EEEEK! AHAHAHAHA! I CAHAHAHAN'T BREATHE!"

This must've been Bob's plan, kill him with tickling, and finish off his corpse.

Surprisingly, Bob stopped, still holding Kevin like a baby.

Kevin caught his breath, trying to squirm away from the killer's arms, his attempts were in vain, Bob was too strong.

Suddenly, Bob hiked up the shirt of Kevin's Candy Club uniform, exposing his torso.

"Wow, what a juicy looking tummy! I can't wait to dig in!"

Bob suddenly dove his face into Kevin's stomach, gently nibbling on the area around his belly button.

"AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! SH-SHIHIHIHIHIT! STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP! IHIHIHIHI'M GONNA DIHIHIHIE!"

But he didn't stop, instead he just kept nibbling all around the sensitive belly, blowing the occasional raspberry.

"GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAAAHAHAHAHA! EEEEK!"

"Mmmm, Did you know that the sugar sticking to your body has given you a sweet taste?"

Kevin guessed that made sense, he always came home smelling like some sort of syrup or sweet.

"I'll admit it was hard to find you. But then all I had to do was follow those little kids. And your little boyfriend gave me a helping hand as well~..."

Boyfriend?

STREBER!

Oh god, what has this maniac done to Streber?!

Kevin was soon ripped from his thoughts, as a huge raspberry was blown onto his ever-sensitive ribs.

"EEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO!"

Bob blew a couple more raspberries, until suddenly stopping. His eyes grew wide and a low grumble could be heard from his stomach.

He dropped Kevin onto the floor, and rushed out the door and into a public bathroom across the street.

Kevin caught his breath, patting himself down to get rid of the tingly feeling.

He stood up again, dusting himself off, and rushed out the door, heading towards his home, dialing the police all the way.

He arrived at the house, only to be informed that Streber had been attacked and the others took him to the hospital.

Luckily, when Kevin came, he saw that Streber was going to be fine, leaving this experience with only a missing arm.

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THE END.

[bokubooo-archived]

when they pass away and you listen to a tape they made for when you miss them

pt. 2

characters: iwaizumi h., oikawa t.

warnings: angst, grief, dealing with a lover's death (idk they both died in their hcs 😀✋)

notes: I just needed angst shut up. the boy's made the tape originally for if they have to be away from you so you could listen to it, but you listen to it after their death for comfort. words written in italics is what plays from the tape, words in bold is reader's thoughts. yall want another one with different characters?

iwaizumi h.

shuffling through his boxes of stuff hurt and you found yourself sobbing with almost every belonging of his you found because it was another piece of him reminding you he was really gone. you picked up a shirt, and then spotted something- a tape, and a little label on it, written in his hand-writing. 'I love you,' was printed on the little slip of paper taped onto the tape, so familiar. you pick it up, taking a break from organizing so you could place it in your record player and hit play. there were a few static noises, and it started.

"so you really do miss me if you're playing this." his familiar voice rang throughout the room and you sniffled quietly. you remembered now. the tape he had made for you to listen to when he would go on trips to away games.

"how long has it been since you kissed me goodbye?" almost 3 months. "well I'm sure I miss you too. and you know I can't wait to kiss your dumb face again, idiot." then where are you to kiss my dumb face? "I can't wait to hold you in my arms again either. but while you feel so sad because I'm gone, why not think about our good memories?" but it's so hard to even think of you. "remember when we kissed for the first time? it was in the parking lot of a store at 3am." I remember. it was the summer before our 3rd year and you had the cutest blush on your face. "remember when we went cliff jumping?" yeah, you held my hand because I was nervous. "remember when we played hide and seek with the team even though we'd already graduated from high school?" of course. the team got together for a reunion and we decided to have seem fun. we hid together and they couldn't find us for an hour. we hid in the backseat of your car. "y'know, everytime I leave I can never stop thinking about holding you again." please come hold me. "y/n, I want you to remember I'll never be gone forever." the first tear escaped. "I'll always come back to you, no matter what." then where did you go? where are you now? "I'll always love you y/n. so keep your chin up and wait for me, ok? I may not always be there but you'll always be my doll." please come back. "make sure to take care too. don't miss me too much." I promise. "I love you so much." I love you too. "I'll see you soon." don't go.

there was a click, and the tape ended. why did he leave?

oikawa t.

how long had it been? there was no telling but you yearned everyday to be in his grasp. recordings of his matches played on your TV, ranging from highschool matches to college and onward. as you sat up from your bed the first time that day, there was a knock at your door. even though you hated to, you dragged yourself out if bed and sluggishly made your way to your door. there stood Tooru's mother.

"hello sweetie," she whispered. "I was going through his stuff and uh... I found this and I'm guessing it was a gift for you. thought you'd like to give it a listen." she held out a tape for you, with s little label on it that read in his looped handwriting, 'miss me?' with a trembling hand you take it, holding it delicately to your chest and nodding at the woman.

you shut the door softly, heading back to your room. you find your tape player and place it into it, pressing play and sitting down in front of it.

"hey cutie!" The first tear already slipped down your face. "miss me? it's ok, cause I'm gonna win every single one of my games just for you!" I wish I could watch you on TV, pointing at the cameras and whispering that the next serve was for me. "want to know a secret? I miss me too! just kidding, just kidding. I most definitely miss my cutie. as soon as I'm back I'm gonna squeeze your cheeks and give you a forehead kiss. I know they're your favorite!" they are my favorite. only you could know that. "wanna know another secret? I kiss my promise ring before every match. your love gives me good luck!" it looks like my lucky love wasn't enough to save you though. "are you watching me play? can you see me?" you glanced at your TV, still playing his matches. I can see you, Tooru. "you better be cheering me on!" always, Tooru. "don't forget to eat dinner, ok?" I promise I'll try. "go out with your friends too!" i should go see Hajime. this is hitting him harder than it's hitting me. "I'll be back soon my love." come back. "I love you!" please don't leave me. the tape ended and you stared at the tape player, then stood up to go see hajime.

[tojismaiden]

SNK Male Characters as Yandere's (Modern AU)

WARNING: will contain dark themes.

Eren the Violent

It's a known fact that Eren doesn't have the best temper in the world.

But for you, he'd try his best to be patient. Key word: Try.

When Eren saw you, you were like the light at the end of the tunnel. The rainbow after the rain. The finish line. The trophy. The angel that every devil sought after.

You were kind to almost everybody but you were also fearless when you need to be. You helped everyone that you could and that included Eren. He got into another fight? You'd patch him up. He's lashing out on someone again? You'd calm him down. Everytime he needed someone, you were there.

So who could possibly blame him for falling for you? For wanting you?

At first, it was just an innocent crush he had on you. But days passed and he found himself growing more agitated. You were just too good, too pure. Eren knew that deep down, he had to have you. He's lost so much in his life, he can't lose you too.

So when the time came that he confessed, imagine his surprised and embarrassment when you told him you were with someone else. Of course, Eren being Eren, he'd pretend it's nothing and carry on with his day.

You thought none of it of course and kept treating Eren as how you saw him as; a friend.

Eren isn't the most patient man in the world, and neither is he the most calm one.

So please don't be surprised if you find your s/o brutally murdered.

"Oh, Y/N. I'm so sorry about your partner. I heard what happened. Such a shame, really."

"It's okay, Eren... I just— I just don't understand. Who would do something like this?"

"I don't know. But whoever it was, the person may not have liked your partner at all. In fact, that person might have hated them."

Your partner's death saddened you immensely but you were thankful that Eren was with you as you grieved. However, the more you spent time with Eren, the more concerned your friends got. They had bad vibes with him.

And Eren felt they don't particularly like him.

So the next time you see a news about an unknown killer going around?

Ignore it.

Your friends falling as victims of the said killer? Ignore it.

After all, Eren did it for you. So you could be together.

Forever.

Armin the Manipulative

There's no denying that Armin is smart. Way too fucking smart.

He would top in his classes and everyone came to him whenever they needed help with their homework.

But what exactly did Armin like about you? Simple. It's your sincerity.

Sure, he has friends and sure, his classmates would thank him whenever he helped them but with you, Armin could really feel like you learned something from him. It wasn't like the usual where the other would get the answers to their questions but obtained nothing from his explanation.

With you, you really applied what he taught you.

And Armin felt... appreciated. Like he wasn't being used to people's advantages.

So ever since then, Armin would willingly help you. Even offering to tutor you privately, free of charge! And each time you two spent time together, Armin's feelings for you grew stronger. The stronger they got, the more he got slightly too infatuated with you.

Weekly tutors turned into everyday tutors to the point where Armin would even tutor you during the weekend!

But who were you to say no? You were so thankful. If it weren't for Armin, you might have backloaded a subject or worse, repeated a grade!

You barely had time for your friends anymore but Armin assured you that it's better this way. That it's better if you prioritized your study sessions with him because your friends would just distract you.

And hey, come to think of it. Weren't they the reason you slept so late the last few weeks and almost made you miss an exam?

However, as busy as you are, you somehow found yourself in a situation where you got into a date with someone. An upperclassmen one of your friends introduced you to back then.

And when Armin found out, he was livid. But he loves you so much that he couldn't possibly bear to hurt you, no. Instead, he saved you from the inevitable torment.

"Y/N, you did this portion wrong, do it again." "Y/N! Didn't I tell you to replace this number with this? Do it again." "We're not stopping until you get it right."

Sure, Armin can be strict, but it's for your own good.

"Y/N, I apologize if I was harsh today. I just want to see you do good. And I'm so proud of you. I really believe you'll ace this test this week."

"I-It's okay, Armin. And thank you for helping me again. I promise I'll—"

"Say, Y/N, you should really stop seeing that person. I heard you were going out on a date with (Your crush's name). I suggest you don't. I heard they're going out with a friend of yours. (You friend's name) is their name, I think?"

"W-What? Where did you heard that?"

"Everyone's been talking about it. Plus, I think the reason you're doing pretty bad today is because of them. So please, Y/N, we worked really hard for you to get such good scores. Wouldn't you wanna make your senpai proud?"

You're so thankful for Armin. And you really don't want to disappoint him after all of what he's done for you.

So what better way to repay him than be obedient?

Jean the Stalker

It's not rocket science that Jean is a handsome young man.

But when he saw you? Oh, boy. He felt as if everything in the world felt right. You were just so fucking beautiful. The first time he saw you, he just couldn't look away. It felt as if his breath got knocked out of him.

He was sure you were a God/Goddess walking on Earth. Never had he seen someone so ethereal.

But the thing is, you were just so out of his league. While everyone kept talking to you, made friends with you, flirted with you, Jean stood from afar and watched you from the distance.

Sure, he follows your social media accounts. But he couldn't help but make dummy accounts and followed your accounts as well. He didn't want to take the risk of accidentally liking a picture of yours from years back with his personal account.

He didn't want you to think of him as a weird stalker or something because Jean is definitely not a stalker, no. Just no chance of him being that.

What Jean didn't know, is that you never noticed him at all. It's not your fault though, he was usually quiet and blended in the background. If you ever did see him around, you'd forget about him soon after. A shame, really.

But don't let Jean know that.

What started as him following your social media accounts turned into him just simply following you around.

He took note of you always stopping by at this convenient store right after class to buy your favorite drink and favorite sandwich almost everyday before you go home.

It happened so frequently, him walking with his hoodie on, head hung low as he walked a few steps behind you and somehow watching you buy the exact same thing everyday.

But everytime, Jean would only stop by at the convenient store. Once you were done, he would walk home. He didn't want to follow you home. Well, it's not that he didn't want to, it's just that he doesn't have the courage yet.

However, curiosity got the best of him and at night, when you were going home late, he followed you on your way home and you swore you could feel as if someone was follow you.

"Who's there?" Nothing.

When Jean successfully followed you home, it was like something inside him flicked open. And every night, he would stop by outside your home for an hour or so and every night he would see your silhouette as you took off your clothes and changed into comfier ones, and Jean had thoughts where he'd imagine just how you looked underneath them.

With each passing day, you felt as if you were continuously being watched. Being followed.

Maybe next time, you should really learn how to close your window.

Say, do you remember where your favorite underwear went?

Erwin the Blackmailer

You could never really ask for a better boyfriend. Erwin has it all.

At least, that's what you thought in the first few years of your relationship.

Erwin was everything you wanted and more. And he loved you so much... way too much.

And truthfully, you loved Erwin too. But there's no denying he's gotten so unbearable.

Back then, you would have done everything for Erwin. But every bit of love that you had for this man was now replaced with fear.

When Erwin began to openly express his obsession with you and his primary goal of making you all to himself, you had run away from him, far too scared of the lengths he'd go through just to satisfy this... obsession of his.

You noticed it little by little. But never had you thought it would come to this.

It started small at first. He would stop you from spending time with your friends little by little until you could no longer see them.

He would say something about them being bad influences. Going as far as to make up convincing lies that you, stupidly fell for.

After that, he stopped you from seeing your own family. Cut ties with those who are important to you. Deprived you your freedom. For he thought that you, going outside meant that you would meet someone else other than him.

And the thought of someone even merely looking at you made his blood boil.

But everytime you ran away from him, he would find you. Doesn't matter if you hid from him for weeks, months. He would end up finding you each and everytime.

At first, Erwin liked the cat and mouse game that you played. He thought it was thrilling. But then he slowly realized you were gaining this new profound strength. As if you thought that he wouldn't do anything except to find you and drag you back with him.

"I'm not going with you anymore, Erwin! I'm sick of this shit. You're all bark but no bite. Well, guess what? I'm done. And I'm not coming back!"

"Bark but no bite, eh? I wish you hadn't said that, Y/N. Say, your best friend doesn't live too far from here. You wouldn't mind if I pay them a visit, right? I'm sure they're worried about you, doll."

Ever since then, Erwin would blackmail you by threatening to hurt your loved ones if you didn't do as you were told.

This made your fear for him to go back and one time where you did disobey him despite his threats, you received a news where your bestfriend was found badly beaten in a dark alley and the perpetrator was nowhere to be found. Your bestfriend almost died if the suspect hadn't stopped.

And deep down, you knew this was Erwin's doing. It served as a warning that he wasn't afraid to kill for you so long as you stayed with him.

"I'm doing this for us, doll. Why can't you see how much I love you?"

"They don't deserve you, Y/N. They aren't willing to go for miles for you. But me, I would do anything to keep you by my side. Isn't that what you wanted? You said you didn't want to lose me, right?"

Erwin loved you so much. He wouldn't want to risk losing you ever again.

Maybe he should try going after your family this time the next time you try and run away from him.

Levi the Possessive

Levi had lost more people than he could count. So the moment he saw you?

He didn't want to let go.

What's scary about Levi is that you don't know what he's thinking of. He would never let you know what it is that runs through his mind.

He knows, however, that you're just like him. You lost your family and you barely had any friends. And you worked as a waiter/waitresss at this local diner to earn money for your tuition fee.

Levi understands. He's been through that struggle and he could see it on your face. He took note of everything you did. And he made a habit of coming in for tea even though the tea in the diner tasted like shit. But if you made it, he would make sure to leave an extra tip.

Levi made sure that it was you who would serve him everytime. If it were someone else, he would request for you immediately.

You never really noticed Levi, in all honesty. It wasn't his fault. It's not that he's not attractive. It's just that you were too far in your head to even look or strike a conversation with him.

You were quiet and obedient and somehow Levi liked that about you. It just means you would put up a less of a fight. Means it would be easier to convince you. Means that you would always say yes.

Though Levi hoped that underneath that submissive nature to you, you would somehow have a backbone there. Being too compliant would bore him to death.

And he witnessed that when you suddenly snapped at a customer for being perverted. You were almost fired on the spot if it weren't for the fact that Levi testified for you.

That was the first time you truly noticed him.

Ever since then, you made sure that you would be the one to serve Levi everytime he came by. And you made his tea extra special, which he appreciated. It was the least you could do after he helped you out the other day.

Days passed and Levi had successfully scored a date with you. The first time he saw your apartment, he was really glad to see it clean and organized despite its dinginess and small size. It was all you could afford.

Levi suggested a stay-in date at your place, just so he could see if you were fit to live with him. Once he saw how great of a cook you are, how tidy you are and everything, he knew it was time to eventually convince you.

Sex with Levi meant that he would top you. All of the fucking time. And everytime it happened, he would always mutter the same thing to you:

"You're mine. All fucking mine."

Of course, you treated it as simple dirty talk. Men say that all the time, right?

Eventually, Levi brought up the idea of you living with him. At first, you declined. You couldn't possibly do that. But Levi having a silver-tongue meant he eventually convinced you.

Living with Levi was a walk in a park. You'd help him clean and would tell him that you would help out with the bills but you were surprised when he told you that you didn't have to worry about that.

"Just sit down and look pretty for me, brat. That's all you need to do. You don't have to worry about the money."

You didn't like that Levi didn't want you to help with the bills but you couldn't possibly retort something back. He let you live in a nice home with a nice bathroom. Who were you to have a say in things?

Days passed, and Levi somehow brought up the topic of you quitting your job.

"What? But I like—"

"Like being a waiter/waitress? Come on, Y/N. Your colleagues are absolute assholes and don't get me started on your manager. I see how he looks at you."

"I'm sure that's not true, Levi..."

"Are you doubting me?"

"W-What? N-No, I—"

"That's a good girl. You know I'd hate it if those dingy dickwads were to look at what's mine, right?"

You quit your job.

Levi knew you'd be bored inside the house so in return, he let you sign up in one of those online courses to keep you busy.

It was all coming into plan. Finally, he got the partner for life he always dreamed of. The one that would cook him dinner everytime he came home from work. Would pleasure him in bed when he's stressed. Would clean without him having to ask you.

You were so perfect.

People hadn't heard from you for months. But Levi convinced you that there's no need if people heard from you or not. Eventually, they would forget about you. You had no family, you had no friends, all you had was Levi.

And if you found out that Levi would lock you inside the house everytime he left for work, you would choose to stay silent.

And if he were to ask you to wear a chain around your ankle, who were you to say No?

After all, Levi gave you everything.

Levi was your everything.

And you were everything to Levi.

How could he ever share something so precious to the world?

[imagine-docx]

dresses.

Summary: Bucky is a cute single dad who needs to get a dress for his daughter because his ex wife’s wedding is in a few weeks. Insert you, the cute kids shop owner who has a ton of knowledge in this department. [ChubbyBucky!SingleDad!AU]

Warnings: swearing, and some insecurity mentions and some body shaming, suggestive content right at the end.

A/N: the amount of love i got on sneaky is astronomical! and i love and appreciate each and everyone of you who read it and enjoyed it! also, please remember to sign all the petitons, and donate if you can and attend protests if you can! black lives matter. - amanda

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Nope, nope, no, absolutely not, fuck this. Was the exact thought process Bucky went through his mind. The reminder just popped up that in two weeks was his ex wife’s marriage ceremony and reception.

Bucky and Natasha were once married, and had little Layla from the marriage. Layla was caught in the crossfire of a nasty divorce when Bucky and Nat ended things when she was only 3. When Bucky got the invitation for the wedding, he felt the same exact heartbreak when he realized Nat was cheating on him, and felt someone throw his heart into a fire when he realized the man she was currently engaged to was the exact man she cheated with.

He got up and realized that he should check if Layla had any clothes to wear to the wedding. He looked through her closet and realized Layla outgrew almost all of these or weren’t there for the wow factor.

He sighed, closing her closet. He ran his hands through his hair, he turned around and was greeted by the mirror that was there. 

The divorce was hard on Bucky and it was obvious. He put on a few extra pounds around the waist, his shoulders rounded out, and his thighs filled out his pants from all the late shifts at the security firm. Another sighed escaped his lips, he was seeing his ex in laws again and he didn’t look the greatest. 

He walked down the stairs and grabbed his keys, and was going to pick up Layla from Wanda’s house and take Layla dress shopping.

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“Wow you look like shit,” Wanda greeted him.

“Glad to know someone like you is caring for my kid,” Bucky sarcastically responded, allowing himself into her house. 

“You already knew what you were signing up for when you knew I was dating Sam,” Wanda said, guiding him to the kitchen.

Bucky met Wanda through Sam. Sam met Wanda through the security firm, when Wanda was working for her old company and they changed the codes without her knowing, she flipped out and somehow Sam and Wanda clicked, and here they were. 

“Where’s my kid?” He said, looking around for the little bundle of joy.

“Upstairs with Sam,” she responded. He eyed Wanda, “Listen, they’re bonding because I need to talk to you.”

“Shoot,” he said, grabbing a banana from the fruit basket.

“Nat’s getting married next week.”

“I know that.”

“You should get a date,” Wanda said bluntly.

“I would, if I could.” He stated, “Oh, I need a dress for the wedding.”

“Even better!” Wanda exclaimed, “That cute shop owner seems like she can help you out.”

“Wanda,” Bucky warned. Wanda was referring to you. You owned this little shop called Sew Lovely and were always helping him out with clothes for Layla. 

He learned about it through Wanda as she was friends with you, and god was he smittened by you. You always helped out with what she wore, and the majority of her closet came from your little shop. 

Everytime he came to see you, he felt like he was falling deeper and deeper, and it didn’t help that Layla would spend any given moment with you, and you were amazing to his kid.

“I’m trying to help,” she said defensively.

“Daddy!” He heard a little voice exclaim from around the corner. 

“Hi pumpkin, did you have fun with uncle Sam and aunty Wanda?”

“Uh-huh, we coloured, watched movies, so much fun.” Layla said.

“Tell me more while we’re in the car,” he said, getting up from his seat and walking to the door. Before leaving he leaned back to Wanda, “I’m going for the dress,” Wanda smirked, “Not for the girl, for the dress.”

Wanda kept that smirk on her face, “Of course Buckaroo.”

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He decided to take Layla out for smoothies before shooting you a text asking you if you were free to help find him a dress. He poked the straw into Layla’s drink before he felt the buzz from his phone in his pocket. He pulled it out and read the text message while poking his own straw into his drink. He let out a small smile “Come love,” he said grabbing her hand before making their way back to the car. 

Upon buckling her in, he brushed some hair out of her face, “We have to go shopping baby,” he cooed.

“I love shopping!” she exclaimed. 

“Glad to hear baby,” he said, before navigating to the shop. 

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He held Layla’s hand, while navigating to your shop. “Is aunty here?!” she asked, excitedly. 

“Of course,” he chuckled as Layla dragged him into the store.

He heard someone call out Layla’s name and it could have been confused with an angel. “I knew that was my favourite sugar puff!” you exclaimed, crouching to hug her. 

“Aunty! I’ve missed you!” Layla exclaimed, throwing her arms around you. 

“And would you look at that, it's my favourite client,” you said. 

Your hair was tossed into a messy ponytail, you were wearing an oversized white knit sweater, a pair of black jeans and some white sneakers. Even though the outfit was simple, you look like god himself spent ages creating you. “You know I would have no idea what to do with fashion,” he joked. 

“Of course I do,” you joked back. “So how can I help the two of you today?”

“I need a dress for a wedding,” he said, biting back the fact it was his ex wife’s wedding. “Say no more,” you said, before crouching back down to Layla, “Alright love, we need to get you a dress. What are you thinking?” 

“I want poofy! Colours! Flowers!” She exclaimed. 

“Oh she knows off the bat, let’s go sugar puff,” you said, getting up and grabbing her hand and taking her around the shop. 

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And that’s how Bucky spent the remainder of his day looking at dresses with you and Layla. He sat while the two of you looked around and tried things on. He admired how well you two bonded, as if you were mother and daughter, “I like this one the most sugar puff. What do you think?” 

“I love it!” She exclaimed, she threw her arms around you for the second time today, “Thank you Aunty!” 

Bucky looked over and saw that Layla was sporting a poofy white dress with red flowers and green leaves around it. “I love this one,” he said in awe at his daughter. 

“No problem baby, I guess we have to get you matching jewelry,” you said, engulfing her into another hug.  

Bucky let out a groan, “You guys have been shopping for so long.”

“Don’t rush a girl,” you joked. 

Another forty five minutes and almost two hundred dollars later. They were done. “Remind me to never go shopping,” he joked. 

“When you have a girl, you can never say no,” you smiled at him, making his heart melt. 

“Thank you so much,” he said, feeling insecure because he knew someone like you would never like him. 

“Not a problem sugar,” You said, and his heart skipped a beat. “See you next week?”

“You can count on it,” he said, giving you a small smile.

“Bye Aunty,” she said, hugging at your legs.

“Bye sugar puff, bye Buck,” you said, as they walked out the shop.

He should probably stop spending so much money at your shop, but seeing you made it all worth it.

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At this point, there was a week until Nat’s wedding and he was internally freaking out, he tried on his suit the previous night and it didn’t fit. The pants could barely make it past his midthigh, the dress shirt needed about three more inches before it could fit around his frame, and the jacket couldn’t even fit his arms.

Layla was asleep in her room, and he sat on the bed and tears started brewing in his eyes. Makes sense why Nat left, and why she wouldn’t like me, he thought referring to you.

He shut his eyes to prevent tears from slipping down his face. He steadied his breathing before shooting Wanda a text asking if she could watch Layla for a little longer than he anticipated. He tossed his phone on his bed, before dumping the suit in the trash can and going to shower.

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Bucky left work early, having asked Steve to cover for him while he went suit shopping. Once leaving work he somehow found himself on your street. He decided to see what you were up to before going suit shopping. 

He walked up to the shop and saw you were sitting on the bar stool, innocently chewing at the tip of your pen while looking at the notebook that sits in front of you. You were wearing a black romper with sunflowers all over them, an oversized black cardigan that was slipping off of your body, you had your hair tossed into a messy bun, glasses sat on your nose, and a pair of black sandal heels were on your feet. 

He found himself slowly walking up to the shop, opening the door, the bell went off from above him. You looked up and let out a huge smile, which made his heart melt and he returned a goofy grin. 

“Got worried for you Buck, haven’t seen you in a while,” you joked.

“Dad duties call, doll,” he said walking up to the counter, “You alone?”

“Jessica and Natalie are in the back,” you said pointing your pen off to the back, “It’s fairly early, aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

“Don’t want me here doll?” He said, raising an eyebrow at you.

“No, I just need to make sure you have the funds to keep my store running,” you joked.

“Gotta go suit shopping, was on my way, and thought I should stop in and let you know I’m fine,” he joked.

“You going by yourself?” You asked.

“I have no one else doll, Steve and Sam are at work,” he said running his hand through his hair.

“I can come,” you said, quickly adding, “If you want.”

“I don’t want to drag you away from work,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Hush hush, I’ll come.” You closed the notebook, got off the stool, “Let me tell them I’m leaving and grab my bag?” 

“I’ll wait here,” he said smiling at you.

“Don’t move,” you warned, before walking to the back.

He looked around at the new displays, he thought about how much time you probably put into it, “You moved, about an inch. Can’t trust you anymore, Barnes,” he heard you say from behind you.

“My apologies doll, how could I possibly make it up to you?” He asked.

You linked your arm around his, “I’ll come up with something,” you said, as the two of you exited the shop.

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The two of you found yourselves at this small suit shop at the edge of Brooklyn. Walking in, the two of you heard someone yell, “James.” And an elderly Italian man came and greeted him with a hug.

“Hi Bruno,” he said, returning the hug.

He pulled away and noticed you, “Who’s this beautiful dame?”

He introduced the two of you, before Bruno brought the two of you deeper into the store, “He’s provided suits since I was young.”

You nodded, “It’s cute.”

“How about have the pretty dame sit and I do the measurements,” Bruno said. You sat on the stool provided and sipped on the smoothie that you bought for the two of you. Bucky felt embarrassed as Bruno took his measurements in front of you, but you flashed him a reassuring smile, and he felt some of the insecurities fade away.

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An hour later and Bucky found himself getting frustrated. Nothing looked good on him. He tried navy blue suits, beige suits, grey suits, plaid suits, and to no avail he could find anything. Bruno went to look at other options, while Bucky looked in the mirror. It was obvious he was picking at his own body.

You got up and walked over to him, rubbing his back, “You look gorgeous Buck, don’t deflate yourself.”

“It’s just that,” he started, “It’s my ex wife's wedding, and I don’t look good. I want to impress the family, but I look like-”

You cut him off, “You look amazing, and she’s an idiot for letting you go. If her family doesn’t like it, that sucks, cause you’re no longer their family.”

“Thank you,” he said, pulling you into a hug.

“I got your back Buck,” you said, hugging him back, “But you should have told me we were dressed to kill, I would be on it.”

“Now that you’re in on it, what’s running through that mind of yours?” He said, pulling away.

“Black,” you said, “Can’t go wrong with that.”

He smiled before yelling out, “Bruno? You got a black suit?”

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He hated how right you were, but also simultaneously loved that you knew him that well. He smiled at you, “Doll you know me well.”

“Gotta look out for my two favourite Barnes, don’t I?” you asked.

“James, you look amazing, you just need a tie,” Bruno said, before going off to find a tie.

You got up and smoothed out the suit near his shoulders, “I owe you one,” he said, looking down at you.

“You owe me a lot sugar,” you said.

Bruno came back with a red tie, “I think this would look good on you James.” You moved away from him, and let Bruno tie the tie to complete the suit. 

“The colour brings out your eyes,” you commented. 

The tie was rich, vibrant, red, and contrasted nicely against the black suit and his blue eyes. “You look amazing James.”

“Thanks Brun, I’ll take it,” Bucky said, looking at himself in the mirror, smiling at how good he looked.

Bruno walked to the front and rung up the order, “You really know what’s good for me doll.”

“What can I say? I know my Barnes,” you joked.

“How about I go change, then I’ll treat you to dinner?” He asked.

“He’s living up to his word,” you joked.

“I always do doll,” he said, before walking back to the dressing room.

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Bucky was a man of his word and took you to the small dinner about three streets away, but still was on the outskirts of town. You finished up dinner and were driving back, “You know your way to a girls heart.”

“I always do,” he joked.

You two sat in comfortable silence the rest of the way back. Pulling up to your house, he walked you to your step. “Thank you for coming with me.”

“Anytime Buck,” you responded.

He scratched the back of his neck, “Are you free this Saturday?” He realized what it sounded like, “I mean, you can be my plus one with Layla,” he rushed out.

“Of course I would come Buck,” you unlocked the door, “Text me the details?”

“Of course. Good night doll,” he said.

You kissed him on the cheek, “Night Buck,” you said before scurrying inside, missing the blush that rose to his cheeks.

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Bucky didn’t see you at all that week. He was busy getting his haircut, buying other last minute things he needed before the wedding. He kept in contact with you through texts, telling you he’d pick you up at four.

It was three fifty and he was in his car, with Layla in the backseat singing loudly to the pop that played on the radio. He was nervous, he didn’t know what to expect. He unbuckled Layla, before making his way up the steps. He rang the doorbell and waited for you to answer.

Once you opened the door, he felt the wind get knocked out of his lungs. Before him you wore a red satin dress, with a low cut exposing your cleavage, the black heels accentuated the length of your legs, you had a necklace with your initial as the pendant, a small gold bracelet and some gold earrings. 

“Aunty! You look so good!” Layla said, breaking Bucky’s train of thought.

“Thank you sugar puff, you look beautiful,” you said stroking her hair. You pulled the door in behind you and locked it, and dropped the key into your back. 

“You look gorgeous doll,” he said, still in awe at you.

“You clean up well Barnes,” you said, “Let’s get to that wedding.”

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Bucky found himself looking at you with awe whenever you didn’t notice. A lot of the family Bucky once met at his wedding leaned into him saying that his current family was cute and received their blessings. 

He didn’t notice how much the three of you looked like a family until one of Nat’s cousins pointed out that his tie, matched your dress, which matched the flowers on Layla’s dress.

He looked over and saw you, Wanda, Carol, Nebula and Sharon sitting and sharing a drink. He smiled, before he heard someone call out his name, he turned around and saw Natasha, “Can we talk?” 

“What?”

“I wanted to apologize for everything, and I’m glad you found someone who treats you well and loves Lay,” Nat said, motioning to Layla sitting on your lap.

“Thanks Nat,” he responded, sipping on his soda.

“Truce?” She asked.

“Truce.”

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It was well after twelve, and Bucky was dropping you home. Layla was taken to Wanda’s earlier, and Layla was going to spend the night there. You and Bucky had a grand time, you two laughed, shared drinks, shared a few dances, and a few glances here and there. 

You were wrapped up in his suit jacket due to it being colder than you anticipated when you were leaving the hall. “I had fun tonight,” you said, as you walked up the stairs.

“Thank you for coming, I appreciate it,” he said.

“Anything for you,” you said looking at him, you felt the air shift and you didn’t mind.

Both of you leaned in, until your lips were touching and moving in harmony. Your arms found their way behind his neck, and his hands were wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. You broke away when you needed air. You gave him a sheepish smile, before he pecked your lips again.

“Glad this dress did its job,” you joked.

“You bought this just for me?” He asked, running his fingers along the satin material that was along your waist..

“Of course, I needed to match your tie, for obvious reasons, and I hope it would lead to something like this. Needless to say, it did its job,” you said brushing hair out of his eyes.

“Well, if this dress is for me, I would like to see it on the floor,” he whispered seductively in your ear.

“You better get to work loverboy,” you said, before he picked you up and took you into your house.

[stray-kids-react]

You go into little space

Masterlist

...

Bang Chan

* Protective caretaker mode has been activated, no matter what the situation is. *

° Chan came home from work, throwing his keys onto the kitchen counter. Soon noticing a cute crayon note stuck to the fridge with a magnet, 'Hi daddy! I hope work was good. I am in the room drawing, come join me!'

* Chan knew about little space, and understood that it was a way of you calming down from any stress. He was always willing to take care of you, and never got annoyed or weirded out like some people did. *

° Chan walked into the bedroom, noticing cute little stick fairies stuck all over the walls. Your tongue stuck out as you focused on coloring in one of the fairies dresses. Too focused to notice your care taker admiring you from afar.

"Hey princess/prince charming, did you draw these?"

° You nodded shyly, looking at the floor worried that he would be upset at the new decorations. But you relaxed when he cupped your face, pecking the top of your head softly.

"They look amazing y/n, which one is your favorite?"

° You pointed to the glittery blue fairy with large pigtails, unsticking it from the wall to hand it to him.

"That's mine too! I love the glitter, that was a nice touch."

Lee Know

* Is already whipped for you, but becomes even more soft when you go into little space*

° You were in the middle of shopping, when he noticed you shift into a more clingy and innocent faze. Minho looked at you with softened eyes, asking if you were alright. "Can we visit that store, please daddy?"

*Once Minho found out that you would sometimes go into little space, he researched everything about it to make sure he knew what to do. Constantly praising you for not being bratty or a bad girl/boy. *

° Minho guided you to the pajama store, wrapping his hand around your wrist gently. You skipped towards the sleeping masks, passing him a panda one and grabbing a cute glittery cat one for yourself.

"Does daddy look like this mask? Or do I look more like yours?"

° You tugged at the panda one, jumping up and down on the floor. Giggling excitedly when he would poke his face out from the mask, sometimes sticking his tongue out at you and making derp faces.

"Can we please get them? I really like this one~" You begged, pouting slightly.

° Minho loved seeing your bright smile, so he took it a step further and let you pick out one more. Chuckling when you clapped in joy.

"Let's go to the cash, and then we can go get some donuts. How does that sound munchkin?"

Changbin

* Changbin adored when you went into little space, always playing around with you. *

° You knew that Changbin was coming home in a couple minutes, and you decided to hide from him wanting to see if he could find you. Grabbing a flashlight, so you wouldn't be scared of the dark while in the closet.

*Changbin was really curious about little space, and let you explain everything to him. The next day, buying you a whole bunch of stuffies and glittery stickers. Letting you put one on his laptop, not planning on removing it anytime soon. *

° He walked in, noticing the empty bowl of ice cream with sprinkles left over. Changbin clued in that you were probably in little space, and played along with your hide & seek prank. Even though he could hear your small giggles from the closet.

"I wonder where my cutie pie went? Is she/he in the kitchen?"

° You jumped out of the closet with a cute rawr, making him "scream" in "fear". Placing a hand over his heart dramatically, he repeatedly praised you for being so "intimidating".

"I practiced my rawring all day, I wanted to surprise you daddy."

° He adored when you got all giddy after getting a reaction out of him, only encouraging him to be more dramatic each time. Sometimes even falling to the floor when you jump out of an obvious hiding spot.

"Get ready for supper cutie pie, I bought you your favorite pizza."

Hyunjin

* Loves when you go into little space, Becuase you both play around and he gets extra cuddles*

° You just woke up from a nap and wanted some attention, and you just so happened to jump into little space when you woke up. So you secretly grabbed one of your tiaras and planned on secretly placing it on Hyunjin.

*Hyunjin didn't know what little space was at first, so he let you guide him through all of the facts and duties of being a caretaker. He enjoyed when you became clingy, and used your light baby voice when asking for stuff. *

° Hyunjin immediately got into the character of a prince, assuming you were in little space. Voicing some of the barbies you brought out, and kissing a soft frog stuffed animal so it could turn back into a human.

"As prince of Amercanodale, I declare that Ken shall be released from jail."

° You soon grabbed different doll clothes, asking Hyunjin which one your dolls should wear. Asking for help with braiding the doll's hair, which he happily did along with some of his own hair.

"Can I bedazzle your hair? I have cute clips to use in it!"

° Hyunjin always allowed you to play with his hair, whether you be in little space of not. Loving that feeling of you stroking through his locks, and looking at him with only admiration and love.

"Use as many clips as you want beautiful, you can even use that hair chalk if you want."

Han

* Accidently found out about you going into little space, when he found your sticker stash*

° Jisung noticed your small pout throughout the day, noticing that you ran out of stickers and were in little space. He wanted to cheer you up so he took you onto a trip to the nearest dollar store, letting you pick out some stickers.

* Jisung knew about the basic things of Little Space, but never really looked into it until he found out that you used it as a stress relieving mechanism. He won't tell the members unless you are comfortable with it*

° You specifically picked out a pack of animal stickers that included some squirrels, sticking one on his cheek once he bought them for you. Pointing out that he reminds you of the sticker that you stuck on him.

"I look like the squirrel?... As long as you like squirrels than it's okay. *Chuckles*"

° You kissed the sticker on his cheek, and soon went on a rant about how much you love squirrels. Mentioning their fluffy tails, and cute cheeks that hold so much food. Not realizing how long you were ranting.

"Do you like Squirrels? Or are you more of a chipmunk lover?"

° Jisung thought wisely about which option would offend you the least, soon going with the most neutral answer. Explaining that he likes both and finds them just as cute as you do, loving the way your eyes sparkled in joy.

"Even though they are both cute, nothing can compare to my little squish y/n."

Felix

* The cutest and cuddliest caretaker ever, loves when you become his own personal backpack and pillow*

° You were both heading home from dinner with the boys, and by the last ten minutes he noticed you switch into little space. Getting hints by your constant clingy hugs, and never letting go of his hand.

* You told him about your shifts little space when you were serious enough in the relationship. Letting all of the anxiety you had leave your body, when he simply nodded and sent you a soft reassuring smile. *

° Felix tucked you under the soft sheets of your shared bed, brushing away any stray hairs from your face. Letting you choose a bedtime story to read to you, rubbing a soft circle across your stomach as he read aloud.

"The prince left a soft kiss upon aurora's lips, watching as her lovely eyes fluttered open."

° Felix constantly glanced at your increasingly tired state, thanks to mixture of his deep soothing voice and soft delicate hands. His hand trained up to your cheek, pressing his thumb against the corner of your lips.

"Before I go to sleep, can I have a goodnight kiss? Pleeeaassee~"

° Felix giggled at your dramatic begging, but caved into your needy yet calm cuteness. Placing small playful pecks all over your face, before landing his last one across your smile gently. Staying on your lips for a couple seconds longer than the rest.

"Goodnight sleeping beauty, wake me if you need anything. Even if it's just cuddles."

Seungmin

* Spoils you when you are in little space, just because you are too cute to say no too. *

° Hyunjin won a bet against Seungmin, so he had to go out and buy a toy for Kkami. You tagged along because you wanted to spend time with Seungmin and see some cute kittens. But you shifted into little space while looking at the kittens and babying them.

* Seungmin clued into small habits and hints you showed while going into little space, such as changing your voice, pouting, & being 10× more hyper than usual. Soon bringing emergency toys, just in case. *

° Seungmin asked an employee if you were able to hold one of the kittens, soon getting an answer when he unlocked the cage that the small kitten slept in. You held it close to you, making small baby noises during it.

"I wonder if Hyunjin would get mad if we came home with a kitten instead of a toy."

° You heard his sentence, but you were too focused on making the kitten purr louder for affection. Soon exclaiming in joy when it cuddled into your hand, making Seungmin comb his fingers through the soft fur.

"I think it likes me! Or maybe it just wants food... Either way I'm getting cuddles~"

° Seungmin saw the kitten a while back when he went shopping with Hyunjin for dog food, and knew that it needed someone who would love it unconditionally. So he ended up driving home with and furry lump asleep on his lap.

"We're home and brought something extra special, I hope Kkami doesn't mind cat fur."

Jeongin

*The only time he will let you call him oppa or daddy, understanding it's part of Little space*

° You were terrified of the loud storm that was happening outside, so you rushed to your boyfriend's dorm to try and calm down. Bringing a couple extra presents while in your child like splurge of ideas.

*Jeongin enjoyed playing with you, loving the innocent gaze you gave everytime he used a big word. Sometimes he would shift into little space with you without realizing, but he secretly enjoyed the feeling *

° Jeongin turned on a couple flashlights while strapping on the adorable hat you brought, asking if your wanted any drinks or snacks. Holding your hand while walking to the kitchen for some chips and soda.

" You don't have to be scared of anything, oppa is right here and won't let anything happen."

° You nodded still a bit cautious thanks to the booming thunder outside, but that only led to him holding onto you closer while walking back to the room. Shooing your irrational scary thoughts away.

"You're the best oppa ever Innie, thanks for the yummy snacks and cuddles."

° He played music off of his phone to try and distract you from the loud storm outside, feeding you chips and giving a cute bendy straw for your drink. Chuckling silently when you fell asleep with crumbs all over you.

"You such a cute little sunshine y/n, have a good rest cutie."

[datk-popblog]

Imagine...

NCT Dream as Your Boyfriend

(not a request! I thought I’d do a little write write for you guys haha❤️)

Renjun:

He’s such a loving boyfriend. Like he’d do anything to show his affection for/towards you.

Whenever he’s super busy with comebacks or just work in general; he’ll ALWAYS make up for it.

Like for example. If he missed 5 days to spend time with you, he would spend 5 days on little dates with you. It’s the little things he does.

The boys always mention how much he talks about you and omg he gushes everytime.

“What can I say? I’m obsessed with her!”

Cute little nicknames for you like “lovely,” “Buggy bear,” “Honey bee,” and “Doll face”

He likes to make you dinner a lot. Like a lot a lot.

“This is the fourth time you’ve made me dinner in the same week, babe.” “I can’t let my wifey starve!”

He was the type to get your relationship very open to the members but very secret in public.

Renjun always wants to protect you from the hateful critics and what they have to say about your guy’s relationship.

When it came to meeting each other’s parents; man oh man he was a wreck.

“Are they gonna like me? Especially your dad! I have to look very clean and nicely dressed. I can’t look like a jerk!”

He wouldn’t shut up about how nervous he was gonna be the entire ride. It got so bad it started making you overwhelmed and nervous😭

On his days off, he literally took you anywhere you wanted to go.

The spa? He’d get a mani pedi to pamper himself too because he’s a supportive boyfriend so why tf not.

Even dates to the amusement park? Like one day he’d be like “it’s my day off, so, let’s go to the park.”

Even dates to South Korea’s fanciest restaurants like omg.

THIS BOY LOVES TF OUT OF YOU ITS BEYOND.

When it’s sexy time, he knows what you like and how you like it delivered.

One day he found out you can squirt and he’s literally been making you squirt over and over ever since.

Yeah, Renjun looks very innocent on the outside with a dash of glitter to him; but when you two are alone he MANHANDLES the fuck out of you.

Sometimes he doesn’t mean to hurt you. He just is really rough and it comes off super duper aggressive.

After sexy time, he ALWAYS ALWAYS makes sure to nut in your mouth. Whatever position you guys are in, he’ll turn you around or stand you up.

He just loves watching his liquids drip from your lips. He gets off looking at it.

After sex, he’d cuddle you so so hard. Like he’d fuck the hell out of you, but wants to be little spoon? Like dude wtf

“I love you soooo much my lovely.”

Ugh omg just hold this boy and cherish him

Jeno:

He’s such a tease boyfriend and it SHOWS.

He likes to brag about how hot you two look together (and y’all do look hot PAUSE)

“That’s my baby. Her fine self!”

He enjoys bringing you to his practices. He knows you like to watch him dance

Sometimes you’ll be there at the studio for hours and you’ll get super tired.

“I’m sorry I’m taking long baby girl. We’ll be home together soon.” He’d tell you then go back to practicing

The one special thing about Jeno is that he’s soooo reassuring. From little compliments to accomplishments.

He loves to praise you for how much you’ve done and how good you take care of him

“I love you so much. You’ve done everything for me.”

Like if you passed a test or something from school, he’d take you on a date.

Even if you didn’t pass the test he’d still treat you because he loves you so much!

Jeno likes to leave little love notes around your guy’s room. It’s like a scavenger hunt. You’ll find them behind the tv, under your pillow and bed, in your shirt drawer. Literally everywhere.

When it came to announcing your relationship to the world, he wasn’t afraid. He did NOT care at all. Regardless of what the company said. SM told him to wait at least one year and he did it after 6 months.

“I know you’re meant to be my forever. I can feel it in my heart, babe. I know you are.”

When it came to sex, he was super super sweet and slow. He loved taking his time with you. He wasn’t dominant but was when it was the right time.

Lovesssssssss to suck your toes.(IK ITS WEIRD BUT HE LOVES IT!!!!) He loves tf out of your feet???

For your guy’s first time, Jeno put roses on the bed and serenaded you with a guitar and literally had you meLTINGGG.

“I love you so much. Whenever you’re ready; I’m ready.”

He liked for you to be dominant sometimes but would never force you. He never forces you into doing stuff you never wanna do; especially during sex (or in general)

After sexy time, it was shower time together.

You both just hugged one another in the shower and let the water run over you both. And during all this, his thick arms just embraced your frame.

When you were in his arms you felt loved and at home.

“You know I love you right?” “You tell me all the time, Jeno. I’m aware.” “I just love saying it.”

(Jeno is my bias so this made me feel so lonely writing his section. I hate it here😭)

Haechan:

Haechan is known as the sassy one but in the relationship that’s literally how he is. It’s the Gemini in him.

Don’t be surprised if sometimes he has an attitude. He just had a bad day at work.

“I don’t mean to yell or snap at you. You know I love you, baby.” And he’d hold you so so tight

You guys wouldn’t ever argue sometimes but if you did you both would ignore each other.

Then the other mates would have to fix the issue with you both.

“If you guys don’t stop with the petty shit!” -Renjun

Haechan LOVES your kisses.

If you didn’t kiss him in a certain amount of time he’d fake cry and stomp his feet.

“Jagi~~!! I need your kis-“ “omg there. Be quiet”

When he was gone for work (for literal months) it was so hard for you guys to maintain a good long distance relationship.

You guys would FaceTime all the time but it was never the same because you wanted him in person.

“I don’t know the next time I’m able to see your face. I miss you a lot though, baby girl.”

You would see Haechan all the time and how good he was doing on the web but omg YOU MISSED YOUR BABY

Occasionally he’d come back home and stay with you for as long as he needed to.

“You should travel with me and sing with the group. A female touch would be awesome.” “Haechan, I love you, but I’m not singing with 127.”

Soon enough he convinced SM to bring you wherever he went so now you’re with the boys. All. The. Time.

“You’re my new assistant, Y/N. I demand a bottle of water.” “Kiss my ass, Haechan”

SEXY time with Haechan ooooooo chile

He likes to lift you up and hold you against the wall and kiss your neck.

Or even doggy style. Haechan just loves the view from the back.

Whenever he hits it from the back, he digs his fingers right at the bottom of your back. Or even grabs your shoulders to go in deeper.

You only know when he’s close when his body starts slowing down and you feel his body jerk.

“I wanna nut in you so badly, Y/N!” “Well don’t do that.”

Eventually he nutted in you and you had to take a plan B. So that’s that

“I told you not to do that to me, babe.” “I couldn’t just hold it back. It came out.”

After 10 months of dating, he bought you a promise ring. Seems quick but he KNEW it was meant to be. He’s not letting you go; no matter what.

“Soon, I’m gonna turn that ring into an engagement ring.” Haechan smiles

Jaemin:

I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone more affectionate than Na Jaemin

He’s such a loving boyfriend like super loving

Before you would go to work, he would pack your lunch and make sure to add little hearts and notes in your lunch-bag

His little notes would say something like: “I love you so much my honey bear,” “Have an amazing day at work. DONT overwork yourself.”

LITERALLY SO AFFECTIONATE

If you went somewhere without him, he would be a little offended but would end his disagreement w/ a “text me when you get there. I love you.”

and holy fuck if you did NOT text him, he’d lose his mind

you guys have each other’s locations

THATS WHEN YOU KNOW ITS REAL AND LEGIT

when Jisung was around, it was literally a competition for whoever gets Jaemin first.

Jaemin would occasionally pick Jisung over you. He’s fake and it shows

“where’s all the love and attention I need?” You call out.

“Baby, you have to wait your turn.” -Jaemin

when you guys argued, he would literally feel so guilty. especially if you had reasons to be pissed off.

like you would have receipts and he’d just cry. not to play victim, but because he wouldn’t ever want to hurt you emotionally, or physically.

“I’m really sorry...I promise I won’t do it again.”

he made it up by kissing you endlessly.

sexy time with Jaemin was everything you desired it to be

little comments in-between sex like: “i love you princess,” or “do i make you feel good?” 

UGH WE LOVE TO SEE IT

okay but Jaemin is more of the submissive type. he rarely gets dominant with you.

“i’m tired of riding you jaemin. my legs hurt.” “don’t worry, babe. lay down.”

like he KNOWS how to put it down

like he knows what he be doing too like wtf man

Jaemin makes dinner practically every night. this man is never not cooking.

“do you want pork or soup tonight?” “how about pork IN the soup?” “Y/N, I love your thinking.”

HE EVEN MAKES SURE YOU HAVE A NAPKIN ON YOUR LAP SO YOU DON’T SPILL ANYTHING HOT ON YOURSELF

Jaemin as your boyfriend>>>>>>anything else

Chenle:

HE IS SOOOO LOVING!!!!!!!

Chenle likes to wake you up with breakfast in bed

even though sometimes he can burn the food or miss an ingredient

“how does it taste, baby girl?” you smiled and kissed him

“I LOVE IT!”

Chenle was very very giving

he would always buy you something (RICH CHENLE CHECK)

little trips to the mall, coffee shops, jewelry stores

“babe do you want this?” “Chenle, I don’t need-” “Grab it. I’ll get it for you”

he brags to the dreamies about you ALLLLLL THEEEEEE TIMEEEEE

“you see Y/N as my lock-screen? isn’t she so frickn beautiful!”

“Chenle, you’ve mentioned Y/N about a hundred times” -Haechan

“And I don’t regret it.”

if you guys are far away from each other he’ll always ft you. there’s never not one day he’s not talking to you

“holy shit. I miss you so much. I’m going insane!” “Chenle, it’s just three more weeks.” “I can’t even go 3 minutes without thinking about you.”

since you guys have a studio apartment together in South Korea, he does surprise pop up visits

he’ll literally be sitting on the couch and scare the shit out of you

“Chenle, you didn’t tell me when you were gonna be home!” “I thought I’d surprise you when you come home from work.”

When he came home, you guys made love. Like he was holding it in for YEARS!!!

Chenle is rough af when the times right. Like especially when he hasn’t seen you in so long.

“Tell me when to slow down. I don’t wanna hurt you.” He whispers in your ear

He likes to kiss your neck and leave hickies when he’s on top. HE ENJOYS LEAVING MARKS ON YOU

He’s very demanding

“Tell me you love me. Tell me, Y/N. Say it, baby.”

Sometimes he gets tired and makes you ride him. And when you slow down, he grabs the fUCK OUT OF YOUR HIPS

“Chenle, I cant go any faster. My thighs hurt.” “Here let me help you.” AND BOOM. HES ON BEAST MODE

As soon as you guys finish, he cuddles you so hard and rubs your booty. He doesn’t care to put boxers on after sex because he’s just so comfortable

“That was so amazing. When’s the last time we’ve done something that well together?” “Chenle, I don’t know. You’ve been gone for 3 months.”

“Yeah but how’d you get so well.” “Chenle what?!”😭😭

If you guys rest long enough; he goes for round two. There’s nothing holding this kid back. HE WILL FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF YOU BC HE MISSED YOU

If you guys ever have small arguments it would literally be for five minutes and boom. You guys are best friends????

he hates arguing with you because he feels it’s a “waste of time” and it “emotionally hurts the relationship”

which he’s not wrong because who would want their relationship ruined on stupid arguments

“Y/N quit ignoring me and make out with me.”

This KIDS ALWAYS IN THE MOOD FOR YOU

he’s just never around you anymore so it’s just a bunch of orgasms built up

Chenle is awesome in all the right ways. This kid is the best boyfriend.

Jisung:

I’m pretty sure Jisung has told you and other people hundreds of times he’s gonna marry you.

“you have no idea how much I fucking I adore you, Y/N.”

yeah he’s the baby of the group, but you’re HIS baby.

“Jagi! You have to eat something! I’m not letting you go anywhere til you eat!”

he’s very very caring. sometimes he doesn’t show it in a talking way, but through his actions; it speaks so much louder.

Jisung can be a little awkward sometimes. especially around the members.

If you were to kiss him when the dreamers were there, he would get super red and would be on hush mode.

“Jagiiiii~ You aren’t supposed to do that. You know how I feel.” “But you and I both know how much you love it.” You smiled

when he first met your family, he was very scared. I mean like sweating through his dress shirt scared.

“Jisung, baby. they’re gonna like you a lot, okay? Don’t be so nervous.” “Yeah, but what if they ask me a question and I don’t respond? Imagine if your dad asks me what my intentions are with you? What the fuck am I gonna say?”

DONT WORRY. HE KNOWS WHAT TO SAY HES JUST SCARED AF I-

he literally shakes when he meets your mom but not your dad???

after he met the fam, they loved him a lot

Jisung is the sweetest person how can anyone NOT love him. like cmon

when you guys came out to the public, he took you E V E R Y W H E R E

and i mean everywhere

You were his date to music awards, debut stages, game/talk shows, etc.

Jisung loved bringing you everywhere with him. He says it makes him feel safe and at home every time he’s with you

(i wish someone felt that way about me. ima cry)

(this next part im NOT getting into detail. ik how lots of you feel about baby Jisung therefore it’ll be not so r-rated)

love making with Jisung is the softest thing ever.

before he does ANYTHING to your body, he ALWAYS makes sure you’re okay with it.

“Baby, you know I’ll always put your feelings first. I love you.”

He wasn’t rough(unless you asked or begged) he was always gentle

whenever he was on top, he liked to bury his face into your neck and give you neck kisses and soft nip at your ear

whenever you rode him, he’d just grab your hips and does the work for you. he knows how tiring it can be for your thighs so he goes all out by helping

his soft mOANS ARE TO DIE FOR. like literally he lets loose when it’s private time

moral of the story; find yourself a Jisung bc you won’t regret it.

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It’s been WAY too long since I posted. I’ve been working full-time at my job now and saving up for a car ! Im super excited for myself guys omgggg. I missed you guys so so much

xoxo Jay

[charmingmarchioness]

Vow of Everlasting Love - PART 3

After the wedding ceremony, A grand banquet was held at the main mansion of the Bougainvillea to celebrate the union of Gilbert and Violet Bougainvillea.

The whole place was covered in joyous laughter. Their friends and families gave them a short and meaningful messages, making the couple tearfully happy. The two shared a lovely and intimate dance in the center of the crowd. The sparkle in their eyes are evident and it was truly magical. Violet sang a song and played the piano as a sign of gratitude for everyone. People began complementing her talent and viewed her as a perfect masterpiece.

Everytime they interact with the guests, Gilbert cannot help but hug Violet tightly where he happily earned a blush. He simply wants to be alone with her right now.

After making sure that everyone is busy, Gilbert suddenly carried Violet like a princess and escaped the crowd like a mad man. Those who noticed the sudden disappearance of the two began laughing hardly.

"Gilbert, I did not know you're that eager to be alone with her. Ah how time flies." Hodgins hysterically laughed.

"Brother Gil is indeed a pervert fu fu I can't wait for a cute angel to be born already!" Henrietta squeeked in delight.

"I want the baby to look a lot like Vi!"

"I couldn't agree for more HAHAHA."

Gilbert stopped in front of a slightly big door. Violet who was clinging on his neck, reddened, as she recognized Gilbert's room. He locked the door once they're inside the room and slowly went to the bed where he gently put her there in a sitting position.

"Are you scared?"

"That's not it. The love that I continue to receive from you is too overwhelming, to the point I end up thinking that this is just a wonderful dream." She said in a teary face. Gilbert smiled at her cute reaction. His forehead touches hers while he fondly caress her back.

"Violet, this is not a dream. You are now my Mrs. Bougainvillea, my one and only wife." His heart pounded loudly when Violet suddenly kissed his lips and giggled softly at his reaction. He was too shock to respond. She too, caressed his cheeks and said,

"Yes. You are now my husband. And, it is my duty as a wife to give you a child. No, I simply want a child with you, Lord Gilbert. I...I wanted to love you more deeply. Will you accept my scar-ridden body?" She said in a sad voice. Gilbert was surprised and at that moment, a single tear escaped from his eye, making Violet alarmed.

"Oh no! Did I say something wrong." Gilbert shook his head, kisses her soft lips, and hugged her in a very affectionate manner.

'Forgive me. I caused all of that. Please punish this foolish husband of yours, for I can't help but love you more and more and more.' He thought while he stares into her deep ocean eyes.

"Violet, you are the only woman that I desire and no matter what form you take, I will simply accept all of you. You are far more beautiful than the existence of life itself. I love you, my wife." The words that he conveyed made her heart burst in so much happiness.

"I am glad." She sheepishly smiled while they kissed.

At that moment, the two desperately declares their love for each other as they danced in unbearably heat. As the two finally became one, the passion, desire, lust and overwhelming love that has been stored over the years is making them drowned in the wildly beautiful world of euphoria. With that wonderfully spectacle performance, Gilbert happily spilled his heated sperm deep inside the womb of his beloved wife, as they gladly wish for a child to be born, as a testimony for the love that they have for each other.

5 years later...

"Good morning, sweetie. Are you hungry?" Gilbert asked his 5 years old daughter whose name is Violace (Vyo-la-say). She sleepily nod at him and rest her cute head into his shoulder once again. Gilbert is currently carrying her with his arms while they wait for Violet who is in the middle of the labor.

He is excitingly nervous because this is Violet's second labor. He vividly remember the day when his wife gave birth to Violace. It was one of the happiest moment of his life, where he joyfully shed waterfall of tears while lovingly thanking her for giving him the most precious gift of all.

From that moment on, he sincerely promised to be a better father for his children, where he will grant them the cherishable love, unconditional support and freedom that they deserve. After all, He and his wife went into trouble just to change the Bougainvillea family. It was a success as they were able to create a friendly, caring, and lovable family.

"Just wait for a minute while we wait for everyone to come, okay? I already contacted them a while ago to bring us food to eat." He gently told her while caressing her fluffy golden hair. She adorably smiled at him and said,

"Okaaay. I love you, daddy." He gladly muttered his I love you's to his daughter while he hugged her. 'Such a sweet child.' He thought.

Their adorable moment was cut short when someone called out to them.

"Gilbert! Little Violace! Uncle brought you your favorite food!" It was Hodgins who brought A LOT of food and behind him are the Evergarden couple and his grown up siblings.

Violace's face brightened at the sight of them. I put her down and when they stopped in front of us, she elegantly greeted them with a charming smile, making everyone surprised and it seems like they too, were struck by her charm. After all, she looks a lot like Violet.

Violace Bougainvillea, the first born of the main household. Her features is like of a godly beauty from the mythology world and skin as as white and delicate as a porcelain doll. Violace got her dazzling golden hair from her mother while she got the piercingly beautiful emerald eyes from Gilbert. Her speech and intelligence is remarkably advanced. Her posture and manners as a prominent lady is extremely commendable as her grace is not of a child. After all, she is the daughter of Violet and Gilbert. It is possible to have a gifted child.

Julia kneeled in front of her and said, "Oh my...my niece grew up as a charmingly beautiful lady. Are you excited to meet your new sibling?"

"Yes. I am truly happy. I can't wait to hold my baby sibling." She cheerfully giggled in delight. They can't help but smile for her emotions are beautifully rich. As they still saw a child who possess pure innocence and childishness within its eyes.

Violace grew up being supported by her parents, the Bougainvillea's, the Evergarden's, and the CH Postal Company. They are glad that she grew up without having to suffer as an 'asset'.

Violace is indeed the hope and pride of the 'new' Bougainvillea family.

The door suddenly opened and it revealed a doctor. Gilbert frantically asked if they're both okay. The Doctor laughed at his amusing reaction and said,

"Congratulations, Mr. Bougainvillea. Your wife gave birth to a healthy twins." The sudden announcement brought shock to all of them. Violace's eyes sparkled and joyfully cheered, "Yaaay! I have twin siblings hihihi!" The pure excitement is evident to the child.

"Twins, you say?" Gilbert hoarsely whispered as he was about to cry.

"That's right. Twins. The first one is a boy while the second one is a girl. Congratulations once again. You may all go inside."

He cried once again, not caring for the people who will see him cry. He is currently happy right now, for the love that he have for wife blossomed once again. A tiny hand gripped his pants, he kneeled and smilingly stared at the same emerald orbs that he have. He was about to say something when Violace suddenly brushed away his tear and hugged his neck.

Everyone watched the heartwarming scene of father and child. One could say that Gilbert is truly a lucky man because in the end, he finally found his happiness.

"Daddy, If mommy saw you cry, she will definitely get sad. I will also get sad because I don't want you to feel sad. For now, let's meet the new members of our family."

Gilbert hugged her once again for he is happy to have a daughter like her. They went inside the room first. Everyone who just arrived told him, they'll go inside after a minute or so just to give them a little privacy.

When they went inside, the two saw Violet affectionately carrying the two beautiful new born babies. Violace ran into her mother and kissed her cheek. Gilbert went to his wife and kissed her forehead while silently thanking her once again.

"How have you been, mommy? Are you alright? Do you want anything from Violace?" She continuously asked her mother. Violet gleefully giggled at her first born and said.

"Don't worry, my dear child. Do you want to hold him or her?"

"Absolutely!" Violace delightfully carried her baby sister first before her baby brother. The two babies giggled.

"They got father's navy black hair while they're eyes is the same deep aquamarine eyes as you, mother." She voiced out in amazement while caressing their soft hands. She let out an adorable gasp when both of them held their sister's finger. The couple fondly laughed at the scene. Violet and Gilbert stared at each other's eyes and silently conveyed their love and promise.

'I will love you all until the end of time.'

[jay-wells-writes]

Doll n Baby Boo (Ralph n reader, sexy times)

ok luvs. Here is the smutty story for the Ralph x reader fic I just did. Fair warning, the beginning is a bit sad. I am off today so there will be no new stories posted. This is my time with my family.

Rated: M

You had been dating Ralph for about 7 weeks and everything was going amazing. He still played the guy everyone thought he was out in public. But in the privacy of your home he was different. He spent most of the time at your house on the ground with the baby. And everytime you made plans with him, he made sure that you could take her with you guys. If he happen to be watching her, you can be assured that your house would be cleaned. And If you were running low on anything for your daughter he was out the door before you could stop him. And everytime, you told him the same thing. That he didn't need to do any of that stuff for you, but of course he never listened.

Eventually that all came to a head a few days ago. When you had came home and found bags of baby stuff piled in the living room. When you had asked what it all was he mentioned that some of her clothes were getting to small so he had taken her out and bought her some new clothes. That was when you broke down and you begged him to take it all back. That she didn't need all of that stuff. And once again he ignored you and soon your tears turned to anger.

“You need to stop Ralph! You are not her father and I didn't start dating you so you would buy her things”

Ralph didn't hide the hurt in his eyes as he reached down and started to pick up all the bags. He said nothing to you as he walked out of your house and into the night. Sliding down the wall you broke down crying and didn't stop till your daughter had woken up from her nap. For the rest of the night and into the next day you went through your routine, trying not to think so much of what happened.

And by the end of the 2nd night, you had cried yourself to sleep. Because you had still not heard anything from him. And by the looks of it you probably never would.

It had been around 3 am when you heard your daughter crying from her room. But by the time you had reached her room she had stopped. Sneaking in to check on her you noticed her bed was empty and began to panic. Running out of her room and into the living room you stopped. Because there in the living room, with his back towards you, was Ralph and your daughter.

“I don't know what to do baby boo, I understand where your mom is coming from and I know that I am not your father. But I can't help from wanting to give you the world. Knowing that your father is just like mine, makes me want to protect you even more. Makes me want to give you anything and everything I can. And even though me and your mom are probably over. I am not going to leave you. And whoever your mom finds in place of me better know that I will still be here as Uncle Ralph. And the minute he takes a step out of line with either of you, I will be there to nail him.”

Silent tears ran down your face as you made your way to them. Once you stepped up to them, you saw that your daughter was fast asleep snuggled up into Ralph's neck. Lightly touching Ralph's shoulder so that he knew you were there you moved to the couch. You both sat there for a few minutes, looking at one another but not saying a word. Once you had gotten your tears under control you finally spoke.

“Where did you go?”

“On a bender. Ended up in the drunk tank and Joe found me. He got me out and took me to a small dinner where he pushed cup after cup of coffee in my face. Once I was finally sober enough we just sat there for a bit longer. Then he drove me home. I took a shower and then came here. I don't know why, but I wanted to be here. And I never gave you back your key that night so I let myself in and thats when I heard baby boo crying”

“You know I heard what you said to her.”

“I figured you had”

“Listen Ralph, I get it. I really do. And I love the fact that you want to be and do anything for her. But that wasn't what made me fall for you. What really drove my feelings home for you, was the fact that you just wanted to be here. Being here is all that matters. She doesn't need all the other stuff. She is only 8 months old, she is not going to remember that you bought out an entire store for her. No. What she will remember are the thousand selfies you guys are always sending me, or the room full of octopus. But most of all, she is going to remember that very strange nickname you gave her.”

“Hey, I will have you know that her nickname is a one of a kind”

“I am sure it is. So lets make a deal shall we? I will not get upset with you buying her things AS long as they are in moderation and not everyday?”

Standing up you were getting ready to take your daughter from Ralphs arms when he stood with you. Shaking his head he lend down and kissed you gentle on the head.

“Let me please?”

“Ok. I will meet you in the bedroom”

“You want me to stay? You mean we are ok?”

The hope that had shown in Ralphs eyes was almost enough to make you burst back into tears. Instead you pulled him down to you and kissed him.

“Yeah Ralph, you can stay. It sounds like the last few days has been hell on both of us. And I know you told me before that you werent my Octopus, but I was hoping that maybe for tonight you would be? Cause right now I just want to climb into bed with you and feel you next to me”

Nodding his head you had followed Ralph back towards the bedrooms, you going into yours and him into the baby’s room. Once he had made sure that she wasn't going to wake up again he came into your room and stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed with you. Once he was position right behind you, he had pulled you into his arms and soon you were both asleep.

You had been sitting on the couch thinking about that day and how things seemed to have gotten better. You were pulled from the night when you heard Ralph walking into the living room on his phone.

“No Cisco, please don't do that. Ok listen I will stop calling. Ok? I just can't help it… Cisco? Hey you there? Bastard hung up on me.” Walking to the couch Ralph had sat down next to you giving you a pleading look.

“Look can't we just go and get her from Joe and Cecille’s? I am sure they wouldn't mind?”

“It is driving me crazy not having her here, you forget I haven't been away from her at all. But when Cecille had found out that I have not had a night to myself,  She very calmly and scarey told me that she was going to take baby girl for the night because as much as we love our children we all need time to ourselves. And when I tried to tell her that it was ok, that I didn't mind she gave me the look. The look, Ralph. I have never been given that look! That look is reserved for the courtroom and you! Not me! So tell me, how was I supposed to say no? And since we had been out to lunch with the girls. They ended up telling her that they had offered to take her for few hours before and I wouldn't let them. Know what happen? I got the LOOK again! So I had to sit there and not say a word while they all made plans to hang out at the house with both babies”

“So that explains why Cisco answered the phone that time”

“That time?”

“Yeah, Berry answered the time before that”

“So why did you call again?”

“Cause both Barry and Joe hung up on me”

You couldn't help but laugh into Ralphs chest.

“Ok, so since we now have the night to ourselves how about we start on Game of Thrones? Since you haven't seen it yet ”

“Well since there is no way to get baby boo back home and with Cisco threaten to hack into my phone if I called again. I guess it wouldn't hurt to check it out.

After getting up and putting the 1st disc in you turned to have found that Ralph was now laid out across the couch. When you had tried to sit in the rocker he had pulled you to him. And had forced you to lay with  him instead. So with you laying on your side between the couch and Ralph you guys were set to watch the show.

It was the 5th episode in, when your mind had started to wonder. Could help but feel that the  people in the show seemed to be getting more action then you were. It seemed like every time you and Ralph had started making out he would stop before thing went to far. At first you thought it was you, but soon you realized that he wasn't pushing for sex because he didn't want you thinking that was all he wanted. And so you waited for the right time to push the issue and what better time than now.

Moving your hand from where it was resting on his chest, you started to travel further down. Since he didn’t seem to be stopping you, you continued down until you were resting completely on his dick. After a few minutes of just resting your hand on him, you had started to run your fingertips up and down and it didn't take long for him to become aroused and for a small wet spot to appear. For a few minutes that all you had done, till you had finally reached inside his jogging pants and pulled him out. Having never truly seen his dick before you took your time looking and what you saw made your mouth water for a taste. He was on the longer side and he curved to the left. And your hand was able to wrap around him perfectly. Gathering up the precum you wrapped your hand around him and started to move your whole hand. After giving him a few quick pumps your grip tighten just a bit and you slowly brought your hand back down, only to release your grip when you reached his base. Bringing your hand back up you let your fingers cress him till you reach the top. Then you ran your thumb over the head of his dick. You repeated the same movements for a few and then you started to switch between the two speeds.

The show was completely forgotten now, as you laid there watching Ralph instead. He had closed his eyes, and he had one of his hand resting above his head gripping the arm of the couch and the other had slipped into your shorts and he was gripping your ass so hard that you knew there was going to be bruises. You could see that you had Ralph on the edge and decided to give him a small break. Taking your hand completely off him you started to get off the couch. With his eyes now on you you smiled down at him.

“Figured we could take this to the bedroom, where we could have more room. So why don't you shut everything off and meet me in there”

You didn't even stop to see if Ralph was doing what you said to do. But as you walked into the bedroom you quickly removed all of your clothes and sat at the end of the bed waiting. Ralph hadn't even made it into the bedroom before he stopped dead in his tracks. The look in his eyes jumped from aww, to something that reminded you of love, to passion. Then Ralph jumped almost like someone had hit him and he started to move once more. But he stopped when you held your hand out. Stepping up to him you felt as his hands wrap around your hips. Smiling you looked into his eyes and spoke

“Tonight is for you ok? I want this to be about you. Everything you have done for us without even thinking about it. I could never repay you for it. But every small thing and every big thing, I have noticed. And I just want to show you how much I truly love you”

Ralph had still yet to speak, but from the look on his face he knew and understood what you were telling him. Grabbing the bottom of his shirt you helped him remove it. Once removed, Ralph pulled you into a passionate kiss. Starting by his neck you let one hand run up and down his chest while the other held on to his hip. Ralph had place his hand on your neck and the other on your hip. You stood in the middle of your room fighting for dominance of the kiss. You could feel Ralph start to push back towards the bed. As you both crept slowly to the bed the hand that been on your neck reached for your breast. Instantly your nipple became hard and Ralph fingers grasp at you in a tight grip. Pulling back from the kiss you gasped much needed air into your lungs. Placing a hand on Ralph's chest you stopped all movement. And for the first time since you started this Ralph spoke,

“ I take it you don't like your nipples being played with?”

Smiling you push back on Ralph till he was almost in his original position.

“Oh no. On the contrary, I love having my nipples played with. And one of them happens to be extremely sensitive. No, I stopped you cause you almost made me forget this was about you.” Grabbing the waistband of his joggers you slowly started to go to your knees. Pulling them down as you went. Once you had reached the floor you helped Ralph step out of his joggers. Placing your hands on his calves you turned up to look at him. While still looking at him you ran your hands up the sides of his legs, then turned them to run up the back of his thighs. Once you had felt the tips of your fingers reach his ass, you twisted them once again. This time running up his hip. Leaving one on his hip, the other hand traced his V shape till it finally came to his dick. Wrapping your hand around him. You then ran your tongue from the base to tip.

Ralph's hands flew to the top of his head. But the minute you sucked on the tip of his dick they flew right into your hair. Instantly his eyes closed and you heard him moan, oh god, you had tried to move your head but he held your head tight. Then you heard him whisper

“Not yet. Let me just breath for a minute your….. oh god…. your mouth is so hot. Just let me breath.”

Eventually up felt a tug on your hair, indicating that you were ok to start moving. While one hand still held him at his base, the one on his hip started to move him forward and back. Showing the speed you wanted him to go. At first you just had the tip moving in and out of your mouth. But gradually you started to take more and more of him into your mouth. Dropping your hand from his hip you let him control the pace as he fucked your mouth. You can still hear him above you whispering things like oh god. that's it, just like that. your mouth is so perfect for this, it was when he had stop saying multiple words and started to say fuck over and over, you had place your hand back on his hip. Bringing him to a complete stop. The whine of having to stop turn into a shut of pleasure as you suddenly took him down your throat and past your gag reflex. There you held him for a second  before you pulled him completely out of your mouth.

Resting your hands in your lap, you sat there staring up at Ralph as he gathered his wits. Once he had gotten his breathing under control he reached his hand out for you to take. Pulling you into his arms his lips met yours once more. Once more he walked you back to the bed. But instead of pushing you unto it like you imagined he turn you both till he was sitting on the bed.

“If this is about me, then I want you to ride me. I want to be able to run my hands across your body as you chase after your release. And I want to be able to watch you as you finally come”

Nodding your head you push Ralph back till he was laying down. Climbing on top of him you both cried out when he slipped right in. But before you could start to move you felt as if he was growing larger inside you.

“Ralph stop. Don't do that, not this time. There will be plenty time for us to experiment with that aspect of your gift. But tonight it is just you and me”

Ralph looked as if he wanted to complain, but instead of complaining you felt it as he went back to his normal size. Leaning down you gave him a kiss as a reward and started to move your hips.

You kept yourself at a slow pace because if you didnt, you knew it wouldn't take you long and you wanted it to last. So you slowly rode him, running your hands across his chest. For the most part Ralph kept his hands up by his head and his eyes closed. Almost like he was daydreaming. But then he brought them down and while looking you in the eyes he placed one hand down where your were joined giving you something to rub against and the other hand went to your left breast. Then out of the blue he twisted your left nipple. You screamed in ecstasy   as pleasure shot from your breast straight down to your core were you tighten around him so tight  that his hands flew to your hips stopping you from moving.

You were so close, so when Ralph's hands started to move you up and down you almost cried in relief. You could tell that Ralph was also close. So you lean forward, allowing Ralph to move as fast as he needed. You were ready to come, but you wanted to come when Ralph did. So you started to encourage him.

“That's it baby, come on baby. God you feel so good right now, I am so close. Want to know a secret? Your my first in over 2 years”

You couldn't hold on anymore and before you knew it your arms had given out with how hard you were coming. You coming had sent Ralph into his orgasm and as he came he slammed you down on to him as you both yelled “fuck!”

Sliding off of him you both laid there catching your breaths. Too tired to move you reached for the blanket at the end of your bed, and pulled it over the both of you. And by the time that Ralph had turned off the bedside lamp you were already sound asleep.

When you woke up the next morning you saw that it was 8 am and some things didn't feel right. The 1st being that sometime during the night/day Ralph had gotten you into a t-shirt and under the actual covers. The 2nd thing you noticed was that you and Ralph weren’t alone. Snuggled into Ralph was your daughter sound asleep holding one of the first Octopuses he had given her. Reaching for your phone you saw you had a missed message from Cecille. Looking at it you couldn't help but groan a little bit. It had turned out that Ralph had shown up at 6 am to pick up your daughter and in doing so he had woken everyone up in the house, including their baby. And now Cecille was ready to kill him for it. Taking a quick picture you then sent it to Cecille. When her reply came through you couldn't help but laugh. The picture you had sent her, just had saved him from dying at the hands of Cecille…..

“Damn him😑 tell him he is safe this time”

[cathyalcala]

Nobody understands the brokenness I felt. I was being taken away from my mother. The person who gave birth to me. The woman I saw the very first time I opened my eyes. The woman I was supposed to look up to when I grew up. I was being taken away from a family I was supposed to have. Adoption has and will always be my trigger point. It's the main reason for the depression that I suffered as I grew older. It was such a traumatic experience I didn't understand I could not comprehend why the nice black lady would look at me with very sad eyes and say "come on baby, get in the car let's go get some McDonald's." I could not comprehend why she then proceeded to drop me off at a new house. I didn't know these people I was so scared. I remember her dropping me off it was my second home at that point I had been already at a home with another lady she was white, and to be honest I cant remember her, but I saw a picture I looked terrified. This second family home well they where older I remember them. I remember everything about them. I remember the first day I arrived my CPS lady said "ok so these people the guys name is Victor." I yelled oh my daddy. I'll never forget the look she gave me. She looked at me stopped her car, and had the saddest eyes I had ever seen. She quietly said "No." This older couple was so loving. They where an older white couple. They took me everywhere with them. I remember going out to the country alot and everyone the whole family was so welcoming. I remember driving through a hill that I was always so scared of. I remember the last day I was at their house. The lady she took me to the store we had gone walking, and she bought me a doll. I remember she hugged me so tight. She spoke to me but for some odd reason I can't remember what she said. Last year I tried looking for them I tried to get my adoption records sent to me, but I haven't had the courage to mail out the letter I had to send out. Do I really want to know the truth. Do I really want to know the real reason I was adopted. Nobody ever fully tells me why. When I ask I hear so many different stories it's hard to keep up. One of my favorite uncles man my tio Jose. He's my favorite uncle. He was fighting for my adoption as well. Him and my uncle Juan (at the time) where fighting for my custody. In that aspect I was lucky I had two family members step up and fight. Ultimately my uncle Juan was granted custody by a judge. I don't remember anything after I left the older couples house. I hear about them as I begin to ask more questions now. I didn't know who I was as a child I questioned the ability to socialize with people. I sheltered myself alot. I remember talking to myself alot. I had an imaginary friend I built out of my thoughts and ideas. This imaginary friend understood me, so I would speak back. Growing older I realized how broken I was. I wish older me could go back to younger me and give her a hug. Give her a huge tight hug and tell her that everything is going be ok. I have one memory till this day I have never spoke of. Nobody knows this memory. I feel like soon though I will talk to my biological mother about it. I'm in such a more understanding place in my life now that I feel I'd be mature enough to accept the truth and not hold any grudges towards her. I want a relationship with her she's my mom no matter what she's my mother and she gave birth to me. She also went through this with me. I was her daughter her only daughter and I was being taken away from her because the court system found her incapable of caring for me. While having a drunk conversation with my Tia Susana (shout out to my tia for always keeping it real) she told me that my mom fought. She said my mother fought till the end. You see no one ever told me that. I went so long thinking my mother hated me that she wanted me gone. I felt I had lost at life. I was always so sad. The look of pity on people's faces everytime they would talk to me ask questions. I felt lost. Well I'm tired taking a nap now.

[arkhamsdarkestknight]

The Struggles of Being A Meta-Human - Part Four - END

Characters: Reader (You), Bruce Wayne (Batman), Clark Kent (Superman), Damian Wayne (Robin), Dick Grayson (Nightwing), Tim Drake (Red Robin), Alfred Pennyworth (The Butler). Requested by: Anonymous. Synopsis: Batman's daughter (You) has run away and the whole league is out after you, while you learnto control your powers. Final part. Warnings: A/N: Y/N = Your Name. Ah! It may seem really cheesy! Also, while this is the end, I might do some bonus one-shots every now and again for this. Hope you like it! REQUESTS ARE CLOSED! Tags: @zoeisinfactonfire @lastbeliever ----------------------------------------- Bruce was mentally facepalming himself. He should've supervised her himself, but no, he didn't and now she has been missing for 3 weeks. "There's been evidence of her Bruce. Even sightings." Dick tried to comfort him. "I was foolish." "No, you weren't Bruce. She'll show up. I'm sure of it." The batcomputer dinged as a message came through. *** Y/N sat in a crowded foodcourt of a mall, using some money she had managed to pick pocket from a businessman passing by, she was eating a wrap from the cheapest place she could find. She was running low on cash and was sleeping in the car she had hotwired and parked out of obvious view. Her cap covered most of her face and she had used some money to buy tanning lotion which practically slid off her skin. She figured that was no use in trying to dye her hair. Instead, a damaged hat with a car logo on the front, black jeans and a gray jumper to hide her distinctive features. "Hey there." A man that looked to be in his early twenties approached her. "Hi." She looked away. "Aww, don't be shy, doll." He reached to grab the chair next to her but she shot thin ice out onto the floor and he slipped and fell. "Wha-What the?" He panicked and frantically tried to stand up, failing. He looked at his surroundings. "You're a-" "Goodbye, doll." Y/N said monotonous. "Freak!" The man screamed. "She's a freak! Freak!" Y/N sprinted away, out of sight. *** "Some boy claims he slipped on ice that came out of a girl he was talking to." Tim explained as he examined the notification from setting up a message for everytime ice was in an article released online. Which was surprisingly common. "Where?" "Uh," Tim scrolled through the article. "Metropolis!" "Metropolis?" *** Y/N stumbled as she hid down an alley way, out of sight. Stopping to catch her breath, she leant against the outside of a store. A wet feeling spread through Y/N's clothes and glancing around her, she had formed ice on the concrete ground and the wall. "No. No. No." She growled to herself. "Ssh. Ssh. Ssh." The ice started to crack. "Stop it." She muttered into her hands, breathing onto them but it was no use. Her breath was cold. "Come on." She squeezed her eyes shut tight and fought hard for the powers to stop flowing from her. Y/N felt a tingle and she opened one eye. The ice was no longer coming from her and she sighed in relief. "Thank god." Thunder cracked over head and gray clouds were moving to cover every blue patch in the sky. "Crap." Y/N stuffed her hands in her pockets and started speed walking to where she left the car. "I don't think I have the skill to make an ice umbrella yet." She joked to herself. *** "Do you think he'll find her?" Bruce was gripped the desk tightly, knuckles white. "He'll find her. You may not trust him completely, Master Bruce, but trust him on this." Alfred said as he cleared away another full plate of food gone cold from the batcave. "He'll trust she's a threat to society." Damian growled as he made his way down the stairs to the batcave. "Master Damian-!" "She stabbed your blood-son. It could've been fatal." Damian brushed Alfred off. "She's my blood-daughter!" Bruce snapped easily. The chair went flying as he gripped Damian tightly by the shoulders, shaking him. "She's your sister. She had no one to guide her on how to control herself. Even I had to teach you not to kill. And now, when she returns, you will apologize and you will earn her forgiveness. She is family now, no matter how dangerous she is." Damian pressed his lips firmly together and stared at his father. "Promise me, Damian?" Bruce relaxed his grip and Damian felt the blood rushing back into his arms. Damian took a deep breath. "For you, father. Not her." Bruce sighed and his shoulders slumped. "That's all I ask for at the moment." *** Superman hovered nearby, careful not alarm her. He had been watching her silently as she curled herself into a ball and flinched at every flash of lightning inside the car. Rain bucketed down, hailstones making loud noises as they came in contact the with the metal of the car. Superman hesitantly decided to walk over to her, knocking gently on the window. Y/N startled, squeeling. Her eyes went wide when she noticed who was outside the vehicle. Smiling and waving at her. She didn't know whether to hide or talk. She didn't have a chance to consider it properly as Superman slid into the passenger seat beside her. He extended a hand to her and she recoiled away, nearing the car door. "It was an attempt at a handshake." "Don't touch me." Her voice cracked. Superman flashed a sympathetic smile. "I know what you're going through." He attempted to console her. "I doubt it." "You can't control your powers. I couldn't control my powers either." He laughed at the memories. "I would float to my ceiling while I was sleeping. Quite scary when you wake up." He looked at Y/N. She relaxed a little, but still tense. "Let's see, what else?" He pretened to stroke a long beard. "Ah, I can't even tell you how many shampoo bottles or tubes of toothpaste I shot everything out of with one squeeze." "Have you ever frozen a person with a hug?" Y/N quizzed. Superman was taken aback. "Uh, no… But I was destructive too." "A-ha. Sure." Y/N rolled her eyes and gazed out the window. "I was." He defended. "I destroyed most things I touched. The tractor on the farm I lived on. Half of the barn. And don't even get me started on learning to control my heat vision. That was a nightmare." "Heat vision?" "Yeah. So many problems with that. Just like you're having problems. It may seem bad now, but it will get better. Us, super-powered people, we may feel like we can only be evil at first, but we don't have to be. It just takes time, practice and patience." Y/N stretched her legs out and sat up straight. Defences down. "Why are you telling me this? And how do you even know about me?" "Your dad." "My- what?" "Your dad. He wants you back home. He has the whole Justice League out looking for you." Y/N's mouth hung wide open. "He wants me back? After everything I did-" "It doesn't matter what you did. Let me take you home." Y/N was torn. She wanted to return, badly. But maybe it was all a trick to have her locked up. "How about we make a deal? They try to send you away, or hurt you, just shout for me. I'll find you and I'll take care of you." "Really?" "Really." Y/N contemplated for a bit. "Okay." "Okay. Fly or drive?" Superman flashed a toothy grin. "Well, this car isn't technically mine." "Fly it is!" *** "I believe this is yours." Superman chirped as he gestured to Y/N, who was standing in the rain, the drops turning to ice the moment they landed on her skin. Alfred ushered the two in hurriedly. "Yes. Yes. Pleasure having you back, Miss Y/N." Y/N nodded. "Thank you." "Y/N!" Dick bolted around a corner. "I will fetch Master Bruce." Alfred dismissed himself. "Y/N!" Dick flung himself into Y/N's arms. "I know we haven't known each other long but it's great to see you're safe. Thanks Supes." "No problem, kiddo." Dick started a conversation with Superman, leaving Y/N to look around the room. "Y/N?" Bruce slowly poked his head into the room. "Hi, dad." Y/N waved awkwardly. "Y/N, my diamond!" Bruce engulfed Y/N into his arms, covering her like a blanket. "Dad." Y/N cried, gripping his shirt tightly, scared to let go. "I didn't think you'd want me back." "Don't you ever think that." Bruce mumbled into Y/N's shirt. He held her tighter. "You are always welcome here, no matter what you've done." The room was silent except for the cries of the father and daughter, no one daring to disrupt the moment, except one. "It's starting to get chilly here." Bruce laughed. "Father." Damian appeared behind Bruce and Y/N flinched and backed away. "Damian, what do you have to say?" Bruce patted Damian on the shoulder. "I'm sorry." Y/N said first. "I didn't mean to, you know, impale you." "I-I'm sorry." Damian forced out. "It was my fault. Not yours." "Really? No, 'I was right, bla bla bla-OW!" Dick hunched over from Tim hitting him in the stomach. The whole family gasped as Y/N pulled Damian in for a hug, only for a second to be sure she wouldn't freeze him. *** "Just a little bit of practice. Come on. Just make it snow. That's all we're asking for." Jason Todd coaxed. "I'm trying." Y/N was growing frustrated. "You've managed to stop, yourself. Now you just have to start, yourself." Y/N groaned as she couldn't muster up any ice from her hand. Not even the tiniest bit. "Come on!" She screamed and an icicle shot from her palm which Jason had to dodge. "Close call." Damian snickered as he sparred by himself. Y/N poked her tongue at him. "Try emotions." Bruce suggested. "Hm?" Jason and Y/N both replied. "You shoot out an icicle every time you let rage get the best of you. Try happy thoughts or something like that." Bruce didn't even turn his attention away from the batcomputer. "Worth a shot." Y/N mumbled to herself. A small shower of white danced around her fingers. She grinned widely at herself. "Jason." The spots grew thicker and soon it was snowing down onto the ground. "Yes! You did!" "I did it!" "Well done." Bruce swiveled in his chair. "What did you think about?" Y/N stared at her fingers "Being a part of a happy, slightly dysfunctional, family."

[writteninthestars288]

Always Mine - Chapter 10

[CHAPTER ONE] [CHAPTER TWO] [CHAPTER THREE] [CHAPTER FOUR] [CHAPTER FIVE] [CHAPTER SIX] [CHAPTER SEVEN] [CHAPTER EIGHT] [CHAPTER NINE] 

A/N: Here is chapter 10 everyone! Thank you all for being so patient with me. I really am so sorry I didn’t update yesterday. But, like I said I do have an idea for a smutty JDM one shot. So if you guys are interested in that, let me know and I will definitely post it!

Sobs sounded throughout the dark, cold, room. A dark figure was curled up into a corner, their knees to their chest. They had lost count of how long they had been there. If they had to guess, it had been about three days. Three days of crying non stop. Three days of being so scared that everytime they heard footsteps, they immediately curled up tighter.

They had no idea what to expect. They knew part of their punishment was the wait. The wait to see what Negan had in store for them. The wait to see just how severe their punishment was going to be.

The wait that made them wish they were dead.

“Against the grain, Kid. Always against the grain.” He smirked in the mirror at Carl, Katherine, and Judith who were all sitting by the bathtub, watching as Negan shaved. They had come inside just a few minutes ago when Negan insisted Carl show him to the bathroom so, in his words, “I can finally shave this shit off my face.”

When he was done, he placed the blade down on the side of the sink. Picking up a towel, he wiped the excess shaving cream off his face before turning around. Katherine couldn’t help but stare at him. He looked just like he did when they first met.

Negan noticed this and his smirk grew.

“What’s the matter, Kitty Kat? Forget how fucking hot I look without a beard?”

Katherine couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his cockiness. Negan just laughed and wrapped a hand around her bicep, pulling her and Judith up to stand next to him.

“Come on, I’m fucking starving. Carl, grab Lucille for me.”

He pulled Katherine out of the bathroom, Carl follow a couple steps behind them with Lucille. Once they made it down to the kitchen, Negan let Katherine go and took Lucille from Carl, setting it on one of the chairs by the island.

“Alright.” He clapped his hands together. “Let’s see what we can fucking make here.” He looked through the cabinets as the three Grimes siblings watched on. Finding a lot of spaghetti, Negan shrugged. “Guess we’re having some fucking spaghetti then.” Negan pulled out a box and shut the cabinet before turning around to the group.

“Carl, you’re gonna fucking help me. Get shit out to make a sauce and some biscuits.” Carl glared at him before moving around the kitchen.

When he didn’t give Katherine a job, she turned around, intending to head into the living room and put Judith down for a nap. A hand gripped her arm though before she could even move a step.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

Katherine turned around and looked up at Negan.

“I um, I was gonna go put her down for a nap.” Negan looked away from Katherine’s face to Judith who was laying her head on her big sister’s shoulder.

“And why can’t you do it right fucking here?”

“Because it’ll be to loud with all the pans and stuff. I’ll just be in the living room.” Negan stared at her a little longer.

“Ya know, I’m startin’ to get a little fucking jealous of the little angel. She’s taken my Kitty Kat away from me.”

Katherine wanted to huff. Was he really jealous of a baby? Was this the same man that brought up them having children when they were sitting outsite? Having kids with Negan wasn’t on top of her list but still. Sometimes she wondered what went on in Negan’s mind.

Judith started to whine slightly and rubbed her eyes with her tiny fists. Negan and Katherine looked down at her.

“Alright. Go.”

Katherine nodded and walked away from him.

“Good job, Jude.” She whispered as they walked into the living room. Something caught her eye from outside. Walking over, she pulled the curtain back and saw a bunch of Negan’s men were around the house, their weapons at the ready in case of any threats against them or Negan.

Sighing, she closed the curtain and took a step back. Look down at her baby sister, she kissed her head.

“I’m sorry this is the world you have to grow up in, Peanut. But I promise to protect you. Sissy won’t let anything happen to you, Carl, or dad.” Judith just waved her arm around, her hand landing on Katherine’s lips. Katherine giggled softly and kissed her hand. She sat on the couch and rocked Judith back and forth gently while rubbing her back. One of Judith’s hands gripped the material of Katherine’s dress.

Katherine tried her hardest not to cry. She didn’t know how many of these moments she’d have now that Negan had her. She didn’t know the next time she would be able to just sit and hold Judith and play with her. So she was cherishing the moment now.

After ten minutes minutes of rocking, Judith was sound asleep but Katherine didn’t move. Instead she sat back and just held her baby sister and watched her sleep. Fifteen minutes later, Olivia walked into the living room. Katherine could tell she had been crying.

“Hey, you okay?” Katherine asked, concerned. Olivia wiped her eyes and nodded.

“I’m fine. Negan said to come on, dinner’s ready.” Katherine nodded and followed Olivia out to the dining room where Negan was already sitting at the head of the table while Carl put the settings out.

“Kitty Kat, you’re right fucking here.” He patted the chair right next to him. Katherine passed Carl and sat down, making sure not to move to much and wake Judith up. When Carl finished setting the table, Negan clicked his tongue.

“We’re gonna need another setting. Ya know, for if your father decides to ever fucking show up.”

Carl sighed and walked back to the kitchen to grab another setting. Negan grinned as Olivia came over with a now full pitcher of lemonade. She set it down in front of Katherine but when Negan gave her a look, Olivia picked it back up and poured him a glass.

Negan couldn’t help but laugh at how scared she seemed to be.

After a few minutes, everyone was sat at the table.

The only word that could describe the atmosphere would be awkward. No one said anything and the only sound in the house was Negan tapping his fingers against the table. He sighed angrily after a few minutes.

“I’m not waiting for your fucking dad anymore. I don’t know where the fuck he is, but Lucille…” He picked Lucille up and placed her in the empty chair across from Katherine. “Is hungry.” No one moved as Negan took his napkin and tucked it into the collar of his shirt.

“Carl, pass the rolls…Please.” Carl grabbed the rolls and passed them over to Negan.

The whole dinner was more awkward then one could imagine. No one really ate besides Negan. Katherine nibbled on a roll while Olivia sat scared in her seat and took small bites of everything and Carl scowled down at his plate. Katherine didn’t understand the game Negan was trying to play with them. Trying to act like they’re one, big, happy family.

After what seemed like forever, dinner was finally done. Carl and Olivia started to clean up while Negan looked over at Katherine, who was still holding Judith to her.

“Kitty Kat, why don’t you give the fucking baby over to Olivia.”

Katherine up at him.

“Why?”

“Because I’ve missed my fucking Kitty Kat. So, hand her over and then why don’t we go spend some fucking time together. You can go show me your old room.” He smirked, placing his hand on her inner thigh under the table.

Katherine took a shaky breath and shook her head much to Negan’s surprise.

“And why the fuck not?”

Katherine took a deep breath.

“B-because I don’t know the next time I’ll get to spend time with her.”

Negan laughed and ran a hand over his clean shaven face.

“Fuck Doll. That’s touching. How ‘bout we make a fucking deal then. I’ll let you come see the little angel everytime we come to collect but only if you’re a good fucking Kitty Kat.”

Katherine sighed quietly. It was better than nothing and she knew she would only just piss him off if she kept arguing. And since they were in Alexandria and surrounded by her loved ones, she’d rather not do that.

“Fine.” Negan grinned and sat back in his chair.

“Oh Olivia!”

Olivia silently cursed to herself in the kitchen. She put down the plates she was washing and walked back to the dining room.

“Y-yes?”

“Take the baby. And make sure she stays the fuck asleep. She was pretty fucking tired and cranky babies aren’t my fucking thing.”

His words surprised Katherine. Olivia gave a shaky nod and Katherine gently handed Judith over. Olivia walked back to the kitchen and Katherine and Negan stood up. She watched as he grabbed Lucille and his glass of lemonade.

He looked over at her and smirked.

“Ya know how fucking thisrty I get afterwards.”

Katherine couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“I never said I was sleeping with you.” Negan laughed as she led him towards the stairs.

“I’ll take that as a fucking challenge, Doll. Fuck knows I have before.”

They passed the front door when Negan suddenly stopped. Katherine noticed and turned around to see him staring out the screen door. She could have sworn she saw a small smirk on his face but when he turned to her, it was gone.

“Looks like I’ve got a fucking visitor, Doll. Guess we’ll have to fucking wait until we get back home.Come on.”

Katherine let out a silent sigh of relief before following him out the door. She knew Negan definitely would have tried his hardest to get her to sleep with him upstairs and that is definitely not something she was going to subject her brother and Olivia to. Or anyone in Alexandria for that matter.

But when they walked outside and Katherine so was standing out there, her heart plummeted.

“Don’t be an asshole, Arat. Let the man fucking pass.” She saw Arat move before Spencer hesitantly walked up the steps towards Negan. His eyes flicked over to Katherine before back to Negan. Katherine’s mind was racing. What could Spencer possibly want from Negan?

She placed a hand against her racing heart, trying to get it to calm down.

“Oh, crap. Is that for me?” Spencer looked at the bottle of scotch in his hand and gave a slight nod. Katherine watched as he stood up straighter.

“We haven’t officially met.”

‘Don’t say your name. Don’t say your name.’ Katherine thought.

“I’m Spencer Monroe.”

'Damn it, Spencer!’ She screamed in her mind.

Negan smirked.

“Nice to fucking meet you. Come on up, let’s have a drink.”

Katherine swallowed hard and stared at Spencer as he walked up and sat in one of the chairs on the porch, Negan sitting in the same one he had sat in earlier. When Katherine didn’t move, he looked over at her.

He whistled. “Kitty Kat, get the fuck over here.”

Katherine silent sighed and walked over. Negan pulled her down in his lap and kept an iron grip over her waist. Spencer opened the bottle of scotch and poured Negan a glass before himself. He took the glass and held it in his hand

“Ya know, this is fucking nice. Running water, air conditioning, a fucking housewarming gift.” He took a deep breath. “That settles it. I am getting myself a fucking vacation home here. You’d like that wouldn’t you Kitty Kat?”

Katherine looked at Negan who was grinning at her. She looked back down at her lap, twisting her fingers together. There was something about the grin that unnerved her. Spencer cleared his throat, taking Negan’s attention away from Katherine and back to him.

“Cheers to that.” He held out his glass. Negan smirked and clang his glass against his before they both took a sip of the drink.

“Mmm. Oh, that is fucking good! Kitty Kat, want a fucking taste?”

Katherine shook her head, keeping her eyes on her hands. Negan smirked and pulled her tighter against him.

“You know, the only thing missing is a fucking pool table. Nothing better than a good fucking game of eight ball.”

Spencer nodded.

“The house across the street has one in the garage.”

“Oh, Spencer, you may just be my new fucking best friend.”

Spencer gave a small smile as Negan laughed.

“Such a nice day though. Too nice to be cooped up inside some fucking garage, don’t you think? Yeah. Oh, I got a better fucking idea.”

Ten minutes later, Negan’s men had the pool table out of the garage and in front of Rick’s house. People from Alexandria came over to watch the game. Katherine stood by the side of the pool table and spotted, Eugene, Rosita, Father Gabriel, and Tara. Spencer racked the balls before looking at Negan.

“I could never do this with Rick. He would just be standing there, scowling, giving me that fucking annoying side-eye he gives me.”

“That’s actually what I came to see you about. I want to talk to you about Rick.”

Katherine inhaled sharply. She knew Spencer and her father did not like each other. Spencer blamed her father for a lot.

Negan took a sharp breath and bent down. Placing the cue ball in front of him, he spoke.

“Alright. Talk to me, Spencer. Fucking talk to me about Rick.” He shot the cue ball into the others, sending two into the pocket.

“I get what you’re trying to do here, what you’re trying to build. I’m not saying I agree with your methods, but I get it. You’re building a network. You’re making people contribute for the greater good. It makes sense. But you should know that Rick Grimes has a history of not working well with others.”

Katherine felt anger shooting through her. It all made sense now. Spencer was trying to over throw her father and he was going to use Negan to do it.

“Mm.” Negan lent down and took another shot. “Is that fucking so.”

Katherine listened on as Spencer told the story about how his mother was the original leader until she died shortly after they showed up when the walkers got in.

“He’ll find a way to screw things up, to try and do things his way, to take over. That’s what he did with my mom. That’s what he’ll do again.”

Katherin couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She looked over at Carl who had the same look of disbelief on his face.

“What exactly are you proposing be fucking done about that?”

“I am my mother’s son. I can be the leader she was. That’s what this place needs. That’s what you need.”

Negan smirked.

“So I should put you in charge. That’s what you’re fucking saying?”

“We’d be much better off.”

Katherine watched as Negan walked around, thinking. Her heart was racing at this point. Would Negan really listen to Spencer? Would he kill her father. Katherine could kill Spencer right now. She should have known he hadn’t changed.

“You know, I’m thinking, Spencer. I’m thinking about how Rick threatened to fucking kill me. How he clearly hates my guts. How he clearly hates that I’ve taken his daughter and made her mine again.” Spencer’s eyes flicked over to Katherine but she just glared at him. Negan noticed this and smirked. “But he is out there right now, gathering shit for me to take make sure I don’t hurt any of the fine people that fucking live here. He is swallowing his hate and getting shit done.” Negan laughed and set his pool stick down. Something shifted in the air and Katherine felt it. She saw the way Negan’s whole demeanor changed. “That takes guts. And then there’s you…The guy who waited for Rick to be gone so he could sneak over and fucking talk to me to get me to do his fucking dirty work, so he could take Rick’s place. So I got to ask, if you wanna fucking take over so bad, why not just kill Rick yourself and just take over.”

Spencer furrowed his eyebrows.

“What? No, no. I didn’t…I don’t…”

“You know what I’m thinking? 'Cause I have a guess.”

Negan stepped closer to him.

“It’s because you got no fucking guts.”

He suddenly pulled out his knife and sliced clean through Spencer’s stomach.

Katherine’s eyes widened.

“No!” She yelled without thinking. Spencer’s eyes widened in shock as he held his own guts in his hand before falling to the ground. Katherine placed a hand over her mouth to cover her sobs. Sure she had just said something about killing Spencer but she wasn’t serious. Tears spilled from her eyes as Negan stood over him.

“Ohh! Ohh how fucking embarrasing. There they are. They were inside you the whole fucking time. You did have guts. I’ve never been so wrong in my whole fucking life!”  He yelled before turning to look at all the shocked faces. Everything was happening so fast for Katherine.

Her head was spinning and she thought she was going to be sick.

“Now, someone oughta fucking get up here and clean this mess up. Oh. Anyone want to finish the fucking game? C'mon. Anybody?” He smirked looking around the crowd before stopping on Katherine. “How about you Kitty Kat. Wanna fucking finish the game with me? I was winning.” He smirked waving Lucille around.

Katherine didn’t a get chance to answer him because the next thing she knew a gun shot rang out. Quickly looking, she saw Rosita with a gun in her hand but not for long because Arat knocked her to the ground, a knife at her throat.

“Shit! What the shit?!” Negan was going ballistic in a way Katherine had never seen before. “Shit! You just, you tried to fucking kill me?! You shot Lucille!”

Katherine’s eyes widened and she looked to see the bullet was lodged in Lucille. Negan scowled angrily and picked up the bullet from the ground.

“What is this? What the fuck is this? This little bad boy made from fucking scratch? Look at those crimps. This was fucking homemade.” Katherine immediately turned and looked at Eugene who was crying and had a terrified expression on his face. She knew he was the only one who knew how to make bullets.

“You may be stupid, darlin’, but you showed some real fucking ingenuity here. Arat, move that kife up on that girl’s face. Lucille’s beautiful, smooth surface is never gonna look the fucking same, so why should yours?!” He yelled. “Unless…Unless you tell me who made this.”

Rosita struggled against Arat.

“It was me. I made it.”

Negan smirked maliciously.

“You see, now I just think you’re fucking lying. Are you lying to me now?! Such a shame. Arat’s gonna have to cut up that pretty face.” Negan was breathing harshly as everyone around them remained frozen. Even Katherine. They knew if any of them moved an inch, his men would shoot.

“One more fucking try.”

“It was me.” Rosita moved her face up so the knife cut her. Negan chuckled.

“Oh! You are such a fucking badass! Fine. Have it your way. Arat…Kill somebody.”

Katherine’s eyes widened.

“No! Negan-.” He immediately turned around and glared at her.

“You,” he pointed at her. “Shut the fuck up! You are in so much fucking trouble. Did you think I was that fucking stupid not to realize who this prick was?!” Katherine had never seen him this angry before. Especially not towards her and it scared her more than anything in the world right now.

Katherine’s heart was beating wildly. She should have known Negan was going to figure it out. She was stupid to think she could hide it.

“Now Arat, fucking kill someone.:

“No. It was me! No!” Rosita yelled as Arat raised her gun and shot Olivia in the head. Katherine’s eyes closed as a sob escaped her. She couldn’t help but fall to her knees and cry.

“We had an agreement!”

“Rick! Look, everybody, it’s Rick. Ah, your people are making me fucking lose my voice doin’ all this yelling. Rick… how about a fucking thank you? I mean, look, I know we started this relationship with me beating the holy shit out of your friends and taking your daughter, and because of that, we’re never gonna sit around and braid each other’s hair or share our deepest, darkest secrets, but how about a little credit? I just bent over backwards to show you how reasonable I am. Your kid, he hid in one of my trucks and machine, fucking gunned a bunch of my men down, and I brought him home, safe and sound, and I fed him spaghetti.“ Rick whipped his head around to look at Carl, who was kneeling dwon by Olivia’s body.

“Another one of your people, well, he wanted me to kill you and put him in charge. I took him out…for you and a little for me because ya see, he was sleeping with my little Kitty Kat over there.” Rick quickly followed Negan’s finger and saw Katherine kneeling on the ground, crying. “I don’t know if you know this about me, Rick, but I fucking hate people that touch what is mine. And another one, here, she shot Lucille, trying to kill me just now, so I gave you one less mouth to feed. And by looking at her, that mouth did some major damage. Now, personally, I wouldn’t have picked her to be the one to go, but Arat, I don’t know, didn’t trust her.”

Rick was breathing harshly.

“Your shit’s waiting for you at the gate. Just go.”

Negan smirked.

“Sure thing, Rick. Right after I find the fucking guy or gal that made this bullet. Arat?”

Arat moved her gun to Eric.

“It was me!” Tara yelled. Arat turned the gun to her.

“No, it wasn’t.” Everyone turned to a sobbing Eugene. “It was me. It was only me.”

Negan stepped towards him.

“You?”

Eugene was breathing rapidly as he nodded before telling Negan how he made it.

“Shut up. I fucking believe you.” He turned away from him and held Lucille.

“Lucille, give me strength.” He sighed and lowered the bat.

“I’m gonna be relieving you of your fucking bullet maker, Rick. That and whatever you left for me at the front gate. And however fucking much you scavenged, it’s not fucking good enough. Because you’re still in a serious, serious fucking hole after today. Let’s move out.”

Negan’s men grabbed Eugene and started pulling him away from everyone.

Rosita cried and screamed for them to take her.

Negan smirked at Rick.

“Rick, I ain’t gonna lie, your kitchen is a fucking mess.”

Rick glared at Negan as he walked over to Katherine.

She yelped when a hand wrapped around her arm and roughly pulled her up. She felt Negan’s hot breath hitting her face but she kept her eyes closed.

“You are in for one hell of a fucking punishment when we get home.

Katherine sobbed in her cell as she remembered the events from three days ago. She hasn’t stopped crying since. She hadn’t seen Negan since either. He dumped her in the cell and left without a word.

She should have known lying to him was a bad idea. He always found out the truth no matter what.

And now, now Spencer and Olivia were dead and Eugene was being held captive. She knew not all those were her fault but she still felt immense guilt.

Hearing heavy footsteps coming towards her cell, she quickly wiped her eyes. She heard whistling before the jingling of keys.

She heard the lock on her cell click before the door was pushed open.

Katherine cowered in the corner when she saw who it was.

“Pissin’ our pants yet, Kitty Kat?”

[CHAPTER ELEVEN]

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