#and then my dad just came in my room while im half asleep to catch me up on fp2 djfklg

[skitskatdacat63]

Of course, when I go back to sleep and don't end up waking up for FP2, that big crash happens with Oscar and Danny

[jendollzz]

11:36pm

- njm

fluff, kissing, very cute, jealous jaemin

You’ve been dating jaemin since last may, its only been a year and 4 months. You never knew how much a life can change in one year and 4 months, you felt like you knew jaemin your whole life but at the same time it feels like 2 months ago you just met him. Due to both of your crazy, clashing schedules you’ve only seen jaemin a handful of times after his tour. Today though, jaemin invited you to sleepover to stay over for the weekend (as you often do when the both of you are mostly free during the weekends). You left work and came straight to his apartment, punching in his code in to his apartment you head to the kitchen putting down your bags on his countertop. His three kittens come running to you “hiii my cuties” you kneel down and pet them all. “wheres you dad hm?” Talking to lucy in your arms while heading to his room. Usually jaemin would be the first one you’d face when you come over but now he isn’t. “jaem?” you call out softly in case he’s asleep. Entering his room. You hear mumbling coming from the bathroom,

what the hell is going on??.

You head to the open bathroom door and you’re met with your boyfriend with a really thick white face mask on. “Oh my god! You scared the living shit outta me” placing your hand over your chest to calm yourself. The cat jumping out of your arms due to your (almost) heart attack. “i cant really talk baby im sorry” he barely lets out the words from the tight mask. By the time you take a quick shower, change into your his pjs, jaemin is already in bed almost half asleep. Its already a bit past midnight, the clock reading 12:12. You turn off your side lamp and land on his bare chest. “all the skincare you put on right now is on my chest” you both chuckle, he stares at your tired figure, his fingers lazily brushing against your hair. “what time do you have to leave tomorrow” you ask, moving your head to get a better look at him. “afternoon..” he says, as if he’s making sure not to break the calm ambiance surrounding you two. You give a small hum in return and mumble a something he can’t catch. “hm?” he tries to make out something but he can’t. “i love you” you confess. Jaemin continues to stare at you, its not like this is the first time you’ve said it nor has he. But he knows theres something under that ‘i love you’ just by your tone. “i love you too baby, you want something?” You move slightly to look at him but not saying anything, he encourages your hesitant figure by giving you a slight nod. “what if we moved in?” your heart beating so fast you can hear it as if you have noise-cancelling headphones playing some edm just by throwing that question at him. You’ve talked about moving in with each other multiple times, plus you’ve been dropping hints here and there ever since you’ve decided to move.

“we?” he asks

“I meant like me, since you know i want to move out anyway it’d be a nice chance and you dont need to change anything for me. I love your house, and its-“ your rambling is cut off by his laugh “why are you laughing” you start to let out small laughs along with him. He shakes his head and pulls you closer, kissing you. You pull back after a bit not wanting him to brush off the question. “So…?” Your eyes glistening, waiting for his answer. The longer you wait the more your hope drops. “Why would i ever say no to you?” He brings his hand to tuck away your hair falling on your face. “So… yes?” He nods. You loved that about jaemin, treating you with everything you deserve. You have the princess treatment, literally. You want this necklace?, he buys. You’re craving pancakes?, he makes. You need a new gym trainer?, he’s there. All you want, you get. You move closer to peck his face and lastly his lips. “You taste like chemicals” jaemin says in slight disgust at the unpleasant taste in his mouth. You let out a loud laugh at his face “so now i can never kiss my boyfriend?” You try to sound offended. “Of course you can, just not when he has 7 layers of skincare products on” he moves his hands slowly so you don’t notice and start attacking your stomach. You can barely cover yourself, jaemins hand holding together both of your wrists. “No- jaemin! Stop stop please please” he finally stops falling on his side, facing you once again. “What was that for??!”

“For not calling me yesterday” he says calmly

“I said sorry??” You defend

“Sorry isn’t going to call me”

“You’re sulking? Jaem i called you and you didn’t pick up i figured you went to sleep early”

“Well i didn’t”

“Fine.”

You both have your back turned away from each other. This was normal for you two, having a petty fight but make up 5 minutes later.

“Come closer its cold..” you mumble, all the energy completely drained from you.

He lets out sigh before turning around and meeting your face. “You’re taking out their litter tomorrow” he says moments before you sleep. “Oh my god..” you give in at the end.

[thruheavenandhighwater]

Pairing: Single Dad! Eddie Munson/ Steve Harrington

Requested By: NA

Word Count: 2,026

Series Summary: Eddie left Hawkins in 1986 with no reason to ever return. But now, a few years have passed and life has changed. Eddie finally returns home and has to deal with everything he left behind, including Steve Harrington. This story starts in May 1991.

Chapter Summary: Wayne and Eddie have a heart to heart about his years away from home and how he's settling back into life in Hawkins.

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Saturday was Wayne’s only real night off work. Ever since Eddie had come home with Lucy he’d taken to working Friday’s to be able to put back something of a nest egg for the two whenever the time came for them to get out on their own. And this week was no different. Eddie took Lucy to Sarah in the morning to give Wayne time to rest up before they spent the evening together as a family. Saturdays were always fun. They’d listen to music and make dinner together. Wayne and Eddie would catch up, telling each other anything they might have missed over the week while Lucy banged toys together in the living room.

Lucy had just finished eating when Wayne decided that tonight was the night he was going to talk to Eddie. He wasn’t looking forward to it. Eddie was, and always had been, reserved with his feelings. It was a Munson family trait, unfortunately. Which was the biggest reason Wayne almost didn’t bring it up at all. The idea of sitting across the table from Eddie while they both awkwardly poked at their dinners instead of saying what they were thinking was less than appealing.

Eddie took Lucy into the bathroom to wash her up before bed. Wayne smiled to himself in the kitchen as he heard Eddie softly singing to Lucy. It was sweet, the way he loved her so much. The circumstances weren’t great, and he was still pissed as hell that Eddie waited until she was four months old to call him. But he really did love watching Eddie be a dad. He was a lot like his mother had been when he was a baby. Soft and sweet, completely in love with every single dark hair on Lucy’s head.

When Eddie laid Lucy down in her crib, the two men took their dinners outside. It had become part of their routine. They’d eat outside while Lucy fell asleep. She’d proven time and time again that if either of them was around, she would not go down easily. She knew that one little sound from her would send either of them into a frenzy and they’d pick her up. She had both of them wrapped tightly around her pudgy little finger and she knew it.

The air outside was cool and quiet as the men ate in peace. The sun was beginning to set on the opposite side of the home and a few summer fireflies were dotting along in the yard in front of them. Wayne almost chickened out. He almost allowed the night to proceed as normal without bringing up the topic that had been burning in his head for days.

"Seem to be settlin' back in alright," Wayne said suddenly.

Eddie nodded, taking a bite of his dinner before answering. "Guess so," he answered.

"Ain't seen ya really spending time with any of your old friends."

Eddie chuckled, unamused. "All my old friends are in New York."

“The kid at Joe’s…”

“Steve,” Eddie finished for him as he swallowed.

“Steve,” Wayne confirmed. “This the same Steve from before?”

Eddie nodded, a smirk on his face. “I don’t know that many Steve’s, so probably.”

Wayne nodded. He took a bit of chicken from his plate to buy himself a few precious seconds before he had to spill it. “So you, uh… You still carryin’ a torch for 'im then?”

Eddie began to cough violently as soon as the words left his uncle's mouth. He wasn’t sure if he was actually choking or if it was just the sheer surprise that lodged the half chewed noodle in his throat but he didn’t much care for it either way. As soon as he was able to breathe again and his lungs didn’t feel on fire from lack of oxygen, he fixed his uncle with a confused glare. “What the hell are you talking about?” He asked, still slightly out of breath from his coughing fit.

Wayne shrugged. “Just askin’s all.”

“Asking what? If I have a thing for Harrington?” Eddie asked. His voice pitched up just a bit, laced with panic as he did his best to deflect what he saw as an accusation.

“Well, ya did before ya left so pardon me for thinking that you still might.” Wayne put one hand up, holding his palm forward as if to surrender. Maybe he had misread the signs all those years ago. But he knew his nephew better than anyone, and he was pretty sure he knew what he was talking about.

Eddie shook his head, his eyes now focused just a little too hard on the plate in his lap. “Are you even old enough to be losing your mind like this?”

“I ain’t that old, boy, you watch your tone.” Wayne warned. “All’s I’m sayin is that… well you’re not that hard to read, kid. And you definitely had… I dunno a crush or puppy love or something for that boy before you left. And now he’s fixin’ your car for free so you’re spendin’ an awful lot of time together.”

“He happens to be my only friend, thank you,” Eddie told him defensively.

“Alright, sorry for askin’,” Wayne conceded. “Anyone else in town catch your eye, then?”

Eddie giggled at that. It was more of an aggressive exhale through the nose than a real giggle, but it was something. “Kinda busy raisin’ your grandaughter if you haven’t noticed.”

“You can bring up a baby and still go on dates, ya know.”

“Oh, that’s one hell of an opening line, huh?” Eddie asked rhetorically. “‘Oh, uh, hey, I’m Eddie and I have a six month old baby that isn’t yours. Wanna go out? We have to be home by seven, though for bed time.’ Yeah, man, I’m sure I’ll have women lining up around the block once word gets out.”

“You’re not home by seven when you’re with Steve,” Wayne pointed out.

“That’s different,” Eddie sighed.

“”Cuz ya got a crush?” Wayne asked, not even trying to hide his shit eating grin. Eddie grumbled under his breath. Wayne didn’t hear what he said, and that was probably for the best. Eddie was getting annoyed and he was known to get mean once he was annoyed. “Listen, I ain’t sayin’ ya gotta get married or-”

“We can’t anyway.”

Eddie’s sudden interruption caught him off guard. It wasn't exactly uncommon for Eddie to interrupt him. But it was his tone. The way his voice sounded so quiet. Almost defeated as he looked down to the plate in his lap. He’d thought about it before. That shouldn’t have surprised Wayne. He’d suspected that Eddie might have preferred the company of men for years. But he’d never outright asked like this. Maybe it was to protect Eddie’s feelings. Maybe it was fear or discomfort on his own end. He couldn’t be sure. But right now, in this moment, he could make his nephew feel seen.

“No,” he answered. “You can’t. But the world is changing, boy. Who knows, maybe someday you could. But you never will if you don’t say anything to him.”

Neither man was sure what to make of the atmosphere around them. On one hand, it was undeniably awkward. But on the other, it was sort of familiar. This wasn’t the first time that Wayne had had to sit Eddie down and tell him, in no uncertain terms, that he loved him no matter what. He’d done it when Eddie first came to live with him. He’d done it the first time his good for nothing brother had tried to take Eddie away. He’d done it both times Eddie came home with bad news that he wouldn’t be graduating. But this was different. They could both feel that it was different.

"So you know?" Eddie asked, finally looking up to Wayne. He nodded silently. "And you knew way back then? How?"

"You ain't that slick, kid," Wayne answered with a smile. "You used to get this goofy little smile whenever you talked about him. 'Oh, Steve was at the show last night. Steve said he likes the new song. Steve got a haircut and it looks goooood.'"

Eddie lightly shoved his uncle's shoulder as a laugh ripped through him. Wayne didn't realize until that moment how much he missed that sound. Finally hearing it for the first time in five years had Wayne beaming. His boy was home and finally starting to actually settle in.

"That last one never fuckin' happened, man," Eddie laughed. His hair flew around him as he threw his head back with another laugh. Even Wayne joined in, a chuckle escaping his own smile.

"Honestly, woulda' been less surprised if you said you were bringing a boyfriend home than a baby."

"She's way cuter than any of the guys I met in New York," Eddie giggled.

"So you dated some fellas in the city, huh?"

"A few," Eddie admitted almost sheepishly.

"But you don't wanna go out with Steve?" Wayne asked.

"It's different there. Nobody cared if I was… I dunno, gay or whatever. It was like everyone had an open mind but really they just stayed out of people's business, ya know? And besides, Steve isn't… Steve wouldn't be interested. Trust me, he worked his way through every girl in all of the classes I should have graduated with."

"If you say so," Wayne relented, only half convinced by what his nephew was saying. "Only got one question, son," Wayne said quietly. Eddie nodded, his eyes staring blindly at his own lap. "If you're… gay or queer or whatever, is Lucy really yours?"

Eddie chuckled, glancing up at his uncle. Confusion was etched into each wrinkle of his aged face. "Yes, she's mine. She looks just like me," he laughed. He sighed deeply as he searched his brain for words that would make sense to the older man. "I'm not like, exclusively gay, I guess. I kinda like men and women. Doesn't really matter to me."

"Used to know a lady like that," Wayne announced, to the complete shock of his nephew. Eddie's jaw slacked, his eyes popping wide open. Wayne smiled, a puff of air from his nostrils serving as a chuckle. "The 60s were… ya know, free love and all that. Janet never cared if she was with a man or a woman, either. She just wanted to be with people. Told me once that 'inner spirits don't have genders' whatever the hell that means."

Once Eddie had begun to process what his uncle had told him, he looked over at him once again. "So you're like… cool? With it?" He asked. His smile was still there, though the light behind it was a bit dim.

"'Course," Wayne answered.

"Thanks, man."

Wayne scoffed and flipped his hand between their bodies. "Ain't gotta thank me for not bein' an asshole," he smiled. "Ya know life's gonna kick ya in the balls, right?" He asked, his tone suddenly very serious.

"Kinda has already, don't ya think?"

"Guess so, but ya know that don't matter to me, right? You're always gonna be a pain in my ass but I'm always gonna love ya. No matter what."

Eddie nodded, his smile softening. "Yeah, I know."

And that was that. The silence that followed wasn't the same tense, uncomfortable silence they'd been in just moments before. Instead it was comfortable, almost warm. Eddie shoved food into his mouth while he thought about his uncle's revelation. He wasn't that weird for not being able to settle on just men or just women. Apparently more people like him existed out there. Wayne was too busy doing thinking of his own to notice his nephew's sudden quietness. Eddie was a single dad, and now he knew for a fact that he was gay. Or whatever Janet had been. She'd never put a label on it. Life wouldn't be any kinder to Eddie in his adulthood than it had been in his childhood. But he wouldn't have to face it alone. Wayne had stood beside him through everything else, and he wasn't about to leave him in the cold now.

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I love this part so much and I'm so excited to share it with you all. I feel like this part took forever to finish, but I'm happy with how I ended up. Can't wait to hear what everyone thinks of it!!!

[mythiccheroacademia]

Okay okay hear me out. Time traveling children. Like Todoroki, Iida, Shinsou and Tamaki casually finding their daughters in their timeline. Like they look at the girls and are just dumbfounded cause "this girl looks like my love child with y/n". And god forbid if the kid slips a "daddy?!" at them. *they all have daughters and todo has twin daughters and you cant change my mind *

doin the first three as per the rules! 

A/N: Okay, but can we all just agree that Parent!Bnha characters are superior? I literally spend whatever free time I have looking/reading next-gen MHA fanfics. They’re so precious. I might have to make one myself hmmm...

Warning: fluff overload?

Todoroki Shoto:

all todoroki wanted to do was go to bed on time 

all week, his friends convinced him to stay up past 8 and it’s been making him cranky

he’s such a grandpa

but you were a part of the group so he did it without complaint

today, he could finally sleep at 7:30pm

that was until he saw two 13-year-old girls on his bed

the girls stare at shoto and he stares back

then he turns to leave before they’re literally jumping at him and slamming the door shut

he’s already thinking of 101 ways to escape this stalker situation

the girls speak before he can freeze them

“we’re not stalkers”

“we’re actually related. swear!”

just as he’s about to tell them off and how he’s certain he doesn't have any relatives outside of his immediate family, he takes a look at the girls

he notices one has red hair and the other white. their eyes are heterochromic, like his, but one is blue and the other is e/c. their skin is a blend of his and someone else's

they look too much like him

the gears in todoroki’s head start turning

“who are you?”

the one with white hair looks nervous, but the one with red hair stares him right in the eyes

“we’re your--”

“shoto?”

you come from behind the door to see the trio

the girls seem excited 

“wow,” the one w white hair gasps

the one w red hair smiles lovingly, “mom’s been a baddie her entire life, huh?”

it was low enough so you didn't hear, but todoroki sure did

he looks between you, the girls, and himself in the mirror

then he bursts into flames

“shoto?” 

“dad!”

“daddy!?”

the flames on his left side get bigger

after he finally gets his bearings, todoroki puts the fire out and the twins explain themselves

you look amazed and smile at the fact that you made such pretty girls

meanwhile, todoroki is SWEATING

you and him got together? married? and had children? 4 children?

he just realized he thought you were beautiful last week

like can he get a break?

nearly jumps as you bring to his attention that the quirk that teleported them is fading

as they fade away, the one with red hair glares at him and warns

“dont mess up, old man”

when they're gone, todoroki sees you nervously scratch your neck

he half wanted to fade away as well

he didn't get the chance to go to bed on time, but after a long talk about feelings, he gets the courage to, awkwardly, you on a date

it goes really well and y’all meet your daughters again 10 years later :)

Tenya Iida:

there is a 9-year-old girl in his room and iida is currently having an internal meltdown

he’s trying his darn best to keep it together so he doesn't scare the small child, but it’s hard

freaks out anyway

“excuse me, lost child! where are your guardians!?”

“how did you bypass the UA security system!?”

“it is past your bedtime!”

his arms are whipping up a storm and he’s going on about child labor laws for some unknown reason

in the midst of his panic, he doesn't see the girl walk in front of him

she somehow catches his hands and lets his palms squeeze her chubby cheeks

“look at me and breathe”

“huh?” he whispers

the girl gives him a wide smile that’s eerily familiar 

“that’s how momma always calms you down, papa. you have to breathe!” she explains

the words register in his head and iida is, once again, having a meltdown

he always wanted a family, but having it confirmed was WILD

he had so many questions, but he was more focused on just how his...daughter got in his room

she explains it the best she can

“i was playing with Koji on the playground and then some mean-y zapped me with a quirk and, poof, i was gone. then i came here. you look different papa. you’re the same, but a little smaller”

he’s taking in the info and deduces that it was some kind of teleportation quirk

he doesn't know much, but he figures it will wear off

take his child to Recovery Girl just to make sure

Recovery Girl is amused at the entire situation and confirms that the quirk will wear off eventually

just out of curiosity, she asks who her mother is

“that’s easy! it’s Tenya y/n and her hero name is [hero-name]!”

the old woman goes “awww”

iida has never been redder in his entire life

he ended up marrying you?

YOU?

the girl with the prettiest eyes, most brilliant mind, and calming bright smile?

the exact smile this child had?

he almost fainted

when he takes his daughter back, iida is stoic, glasses reflecting the light

you meet him and the hallway and the girl runs towards you 

“momma!”

you catch the girl out of pure reflex and hold her in confusion

as you try to explain that you're not her mother, iida stares at the similarities

you two were nearly a carbon copies except for the engines in her shins and the sharp eyes

he sighs and calms his heart

instead of overwhelming you, he takes the girl back and promises to explain later

iida and your daughter fall asleep and the next day, she’s gone

iida goes to talk to you with the love letter he wrote a while ago behind his back

let’s just say you’ll be seeing the munchkin in no time

Hitoshi Shinsou:

when shinsou sees the 5-year-old on his bed, he knows

the girl with bright purples eyes and h/c hair is almost a perfect blend of both you and him

he’s smart

besides, he’d know that beautiful hair anywhere

it wasn't like he knew you were the love of his life

it wasn't like he stared you for hours

but that’s beside the point

the girl seems unsure about approaching him until he kneels in front of her and stretches his arms out

then she sobs into shirt, tiny fists balling up his collar

“i’m sowwy about runnin’ away when you told me not to! the kitty was just so pwetty, daddy!”

yeah, definitely his child 

“it’s okay,” he coos. “im not mad at you”

it’s almost scary how natural he is at calming her down

he picks her up and walks around, whispering sweet nothings in her ear until her tears run dry

is the only one out of the others that understands that if the girl reveals too much, she could ruin the timeline

and he wasn't about to let your ass go

after just finding out that he somehow managed to trick you into marrying him?

hell no

shinsou’s putting a ring on that even if it kills him

“okay, peanut. here’s how this is gonna go”

it takes a bit of back and forth, and bribing (he’s low-key proud of her bargaining skills), for her to promise that she’ll only call you by your hero name

and to reveal how many siblings she has

she’s the youngest of three with another one on the way

you always did like even numbers

when he takes you to the common room, he’s delighted to see you 

you are so excited to meet his “little cousin”

the way you and the little girl get along pulls at his heartstrings

you were going to be such a good mother

gosh, you were such a catch

how did he manage to scoop you?

shinsou may have taken a picture or two without you knowing

yall end up having a movie night and falling asleep

you two wake up in each other’s arms, your daughter gone

“that was our daughter, wasn't it?”

he’s kind of taken aback you pieced it together, but not surprised

you were smart 

and you had eyes

“yeahh,” he shrugs

you laugh and lie your head back down on his chest

there’s peace in his heart that he hasn't felt in awhile

“she’s kind of perfect”

shinsou wraps his arms around you, promising to never let go

“just like her mother”

[daddynegandesires]

Secrets chapter 1

Summary: Daddy Negan and (y/n) had a falling off with eachother but what happens when a new man pops up in his life trying to be a better father than he was at taking care of his little girl and his use to be girlfriend.

Warning: jealousy, anger, fighting, some smut, violence, cheating

18+

(Updated)

*flashback*

Objects were flying all over the house (y/n) was screaming at the top of her lungs chucking any items she sees in her way at negan.

"Hey!...hey! Calm the fuck down!!" Negan yelled dogging the picture frame that came flying at his head shattering on the wall behind him.

"You fucking peice of shit! I knew you were screwing around behind my back!" Tears streaming down your face you marched to the kitchen grabbing a big knife out of the knife block streching your arm out towards negan with the sharp tip almost grazing against his throat.

Negan quickly grabbed your hand steady that was holding the knife trying to persuade you to put it down your whole body was on fire shaking with rage.

"Baby....put the knife down...you dont want to do this" negan slowly began pushing your hand away sliding the knife out of your grip placing it on the counter behind him.

"M....mommy..." A small frightened little voice called out from the hallway

You instantly collapsed on the floor with your back sliding down the kitchen counter in tears resting your head in your hands

*end of flashback*

"Ellie!...come get your breakfast baby!" You called out while spreading the last bit of peanut butter on her toast and placing it on the counter next to her OJ.

" goodmornin mommy!" Ellie sweetly called out before hopping up in her chair slopply chugging down her OJ spilling it down her face

" haha Slow down hunny i dont want you to choke" giving her a little kiss on her forehead sitting down next to her

"Can i see daddy today?" Ellie ask curiously while chomping down on her peanut butter toast giving me goofy faces after each bite.

The doorbell rings and ellie jumps straight out of her chair running up to the door flinging it out impatiently.

"Hey babygirl!" Negan bends down to her level swooping her up in his arms giving her small little kisses all over her cheeks closing the door behind him.

"I miss you daddy" ellie said giggling

You were still sitting at the table swirling the spoon in your bowl of cereal zoning out. Hearing his voice still hurts hell even just looking at him hurts you. You loved him you wanted to marry him a part of you still hasn't forgave him for what he did to you. He ruined this relationship...you were snapped out of your thoughts when negan and ellie came and sat down at the table with you.

"Hi..." He says sitting ellie down in her chair

"Hey...." You say quietly giving him a half smile

"How have you been?" He sits down next to you grabbing an apple from the fruit basket

You wanted to tell him the truth you wanted him to know how bad you actually hurt how you lay awake at night crying and blaming yourself for everything.

"Im okay....haha..." You nervously shift in your chair about to speak but the front door opens your heart begins to race at the fact that its a guy you have been seeing that negan doesnt know about.

"Hi jack!!" Ellie playfully yells out

"Hey kiddo!" Jack walks into the kitchen scruffing up the hair ontop of ellies head before turing to you and negan in a silence

"Hey baby..." Jack lands a kiss on your cheek while not breaking eye contact with negan.

There was a long awkward tension between the two of them untill negan gor up from his chair walking over to ellie.

"Jack??...hi, im negan ellies dad" he says with a god awful smirk on his face he extends out his arm for a handshake

"Hi negan nice to meet you...im (y/n) new boyfriend" he closes the hand shake with his hand before pulling away

" well would you look at that....boyfriend huh?" negan glares in your direction you dont dare stare up at him your face was getting flushed

"Well on that note me and ellie should be heading out, right KiDdO?" Negan said in a mocking voice before swooping ellie up

"Wait i have her bag packed its in her room" you quickly said hopping up from your seat running to the room to grab it. You handed the bag off to negan he slung it over his shoulder with ellie in his other arm standing on the porch.

"Have fun i love you baby"giving ellie a quick kiss on her cheek

"Ill have her back before 8....i promise" negan leaned in and gave you a small kiss on your cheek without breaking eye contact with jack standing behind her.

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"I dont think negan likes me ha..." Jack lets out a small laugh

"He does....he is just...protective" you begin cleaning up the kitchen and doing dishes when jack comes up behind you grinding his soon to be hard cock on your ass

"Jack....i have to go get ready for our date" your face beings to flush and you spin around landing a kiss on his lips

"Mmm...you always taste so good...." His hands now on your hips

You grinned at jack before slipping out of his grasp. You snuck off to the bathroom andclosed the door behind you running the water in the bathtub you slipped off your clothes slowly lowering yourself into your hot bathwater. Laying there with your eyes closed your phone buzzed and startled you. Your dripping wet hand reached over and picked it up seeing that it was a text from negan.

From negan:

So you got yourself a young new boy toy..

You opened the message and scoffed at what he had sent you, you tossed your phone back down on your towel before it buzzed again.

From negan:

Dont ignore me....

"Asshole...." You whispered to yourself before slipping out of the tub drying yourself off with your towel. You walk over to your closet pulling out a skin tight black dress with black high heels. Slipping on your black bra and black lacey thong you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror youve always struggled with your body image because your thighs were bigger than most girls and negan always made you feel better about yourself when it came to situations like that. Snapping yourself out of your thoughts you apply the rest of your makeup and head out witb jack to dinner.

"You look sexy..." Jack complimented you kissing on your neck

"Thank you..." Looking up at him through your dark mascara filled lashes and biting at your ruby red lipstick

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Jack had dropped you off back at home when you instantly heard negans car pull up in the drive way. 8 o'clock on the dot. This man never plays around. You opened the door to se negans face in awe.

"Je-sus!..hello hot mommy..where have you been" negan walked through the door biting at his lip with ellie asleep in his arms.

"I went on a date....its none of your concern" you said with your hands on your hips your dress hugged your curves in all the right places. Negan went to go lay ellie down when you stepped outside to light a cigarette.

"Smoking again huh..." Negan stepped outside beside you

" i never stopped..." You took a long drag on your cigarette your ruby red lips parting letting the smoke roll out of your mouth

"Why did you ignore me..."

"Im none of your concern anymore...so dont act so fucking generous" you said annoyingly throwing your cigarette on the ground stepping on it with your heel

"Fiesty.....i miss that" negans tongue slipped across his bottom lip

You were about to open the door to walk back inside when negan grabbed you by the waist tightly causing you to moan pushing your body up agaisnt the brick wall on the porch. His hand making his way up to your throat gently applying pressure his lips lightly grazed yours feeling his stubble from his beard on your cheeks. He moved in closing the gap between your bodies you could feel his rock hard cock bulding in his jeans only causing your pussy to be wet even more.

"Negan i cant do this...i have jack" innocently moaning

"what he doesnt know wont hurt him..." He whispered in your ear giving you goosebumps

You snapped out of it realizing what he just said is the same thing he said to the woman that he cheated on you with. You shoved him off of you.

"Negan go!...now!" You pointed at him to leave before slamming the door in his face crying storming off to your bedroom.

(Let me know if you guys want another chapter!❤❤)

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Oh Baby part 3

Masterlist | oh baby Masterlist

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Amelia was about 10 month old when Y/N was finally fully back to consulting, and quickly after that she was already needed by NCIS. Gibbs and the team had been working a tough case. They were in need of a translator with some agent and profiling skills, in other words, they needed Y/N.

“Hey Gibbs,” Leon called as he walked down the steps toward the team “your girl back in action?” He asked with a smirk.

“Yup” Gibbs answered back as he took a swig of his coffee.

“Call her” Vance said as he walked away.

Gibbs nodded, trying to school he happiness to have her back with them.

“I’ve been wondering where Y/N’s been, she alright?” McGee asked.

“It’s been about 9 months boss, you got something to tell us?” Tony joked and Gibbs rolled his eyes.

“Check your math DiNozzo, and she’s fine.” Gibbs answered. He held back the laugh at how true Tony’s question was as he stepped away to call Y/N.

“Y/L/N” Y/N answered.

“Hey,” Gibbs said softly. “How are my girls?” He asked. His heart had clenched the first time he called them that, thinking of his original girls, but he couldn’t help but love the smile Y/N gave him after hearing it.

“We’re good! I swear she’s so close to walking J! I know she probably won’t for another month or so but she won’t stop moving. Mostly dancing, she’s a dancing machine.”

Gibbs couldn’t help but smile and he knew his team noticed. He was far enough away that they couldn’t hear him, but they could see him.

“She gets that from you.” He chuckled

“Oh yeah I’ve got dance moves!” She joked. “You calling for my assistance Agent Gibbs?”

“I” Gibbs began to speak before Amelia began squealing from hearing his voice.

“Your daughter wants to say hi!” She held the phone to Amelia and she squealed something that sounded similar to hi.

“Hi baby! I love you” he said and chuckled at her little baby giggle.

“Sorry you were saying?” Y/N laughed

“You guys are lucky you’re cute! I’ve got a case.” He laughed softly.

“Oops say sorry Poppa” she said and Amelia squealed again.

“Sorry, so do you really need me?” She asked and Gibbs laughed.

“Always, but yeah. You feeling up to a case?” He asked.

“Heck yeah! I’m gonna miss this girl though” she said, loudly kissing Amelia’s cheek.

“Give her one for me too, and tell Andi thanks”

“I will” she kissed Amelia again and said “we love you!” Amelia cooed in agreement.

“I love you girls.” He said softly. “See you soon Y/N/N”

“Be safe J, see you soon.”

Gibbs hung up and put his boss face back on, ignoring the looks from his team. He’d been smiling more ever since he was with Y/N, but he had usually hid it more than this. They’d find out soon enough, he thought to himself.

Y/N dropped Amelia off with Andi and Riley (and Andi’s husband Josh) and headed to NCIS.

She walked in to NCIS while the team was going over Their latest briefing. By the time gibbs called y/n they had already cleared the crime scene and started working.

She snuck in and stood next to Gibbs who smirked at her and waited for the rest of the team to notice.

She snuck in and stood next to Gibbs who smirked at her and waited for the rest of the team to notice.

“Gibbs I-“ ziva started before uncharacteristically shrieking and hugging Y/N. “You’re back!”

“I am! Hey guys. I heard most of that briefing so just fill me in on the way to talk to the victims parents?” Y/N asked and Gibbs nodded and hid a smirk while Tony and McGee hugged her.

“Since I know it’s killing them not to ask... go ahead tell them before we go.” Gibbs said.

“But Abby” she said and Gibbs pointed behind her as a squealing Abby ran in followed by ducky and jimmy.

“Wow, we have changed you” she said low enough for only Gibbs to hear. He shook his head and gave her the ‘we’ll go ahead’ look.

“Soooo I know I’ve been MIA and you all want to know why and Gibbs isn’t a sharer.”

“We do have a case Y/N.” Gibbs said in mix irratation.

Y/N rolled her eyes and turned her phone around to show the team a picture of them with Amelia.

“This is why” she said and the team looked dumb founded.

“I was right?!?” Tony yelled, earning him a Gibbs slap.

“I’m guessing you weren’t.” Y/N laughed. “Amelia is my brother Ryan’s daughter. I was given custody 8 months ago, after his death and officially adopted her a month later. So officially this is our daughter, Amelia y/f/n y/l/n Gibbs. They had all the legal paper work together for her name change and Gibbs half of the adoption, but the appointment wasn’t until after her birthday. Y/N refused to wait to refer to her as anything else though.

They were met with gasps and oooh and ahhhs and requests to meet her. They told everyone they planned a big meet on her first birthday. That way everyone could gather and have time to meet her properly.

“So you have a new daughter?” Ducky asked as Y/N went with Ziva to talk to the family.

“I do” he smiled

“Officially? I mean Y/N said her name was gibbs”

“Not legal yet but it’s been official to me since I met her.” Gibbs said and Ducky nodded.

“And Y/N? Will she be a Gibbs too?”

Gibbs nodded “hope so”

Ducky smiled and walked away. He knew his friend said he’d never marry again, but that was befor Y/N.

Y/N was do doubt being grilled by Ziva in the car and he knew Abby would question him when he went down in a minute, but he had to admit, his girls were his favorite topic, even if he was a private man.

Y/N had helped interview the families and watch a few interrogations. Then she gave her input said goodbye, heading to pick up Amelia.

They were sitting at home with her after eating with Andi’s family when Amelia started crying. She wouldn’t stop until Y/N played a video she had taken about a month ago of Gibbs rocking her to sleep and singing her favorite lullabies.

She couldn’t help but text Gibbs a quick ‘your daughter misses her favorite parent, and I miss my man! We love you.’

She figured he must be having a rough night with the case when he actually answered her text.

‘Needed that. Love ya too’

She knew the case was rough and involved a family. Those always hit him the hardest. So she called in a favor that she knew would help both her favorite people.

After 2 rings Abby picked up.

“Hiii beautiful awww is that the lil Gibbs I hear in the background?”

“Yup she’s disgruntled that I stopped playing a video of Gibbs to use my phone for it’s intended purpose.”

“Awww what do you need dumpling?”

“Can you do me a big favor?” Y/N asked.

“Ofcourse”

“Can you answer a video call and then give Gibbs your phone? Make sure the team isn’t there and promise not to mock him?”

“Yes to all of the above. You okay?”

“Yeah can tell the case is rough and he loves being here to say good night to Amelia... thought this could help.”

“Oh you’re so sweet!” Abby gushes, and laughed as she heard Amelia stop crying to squeal along with her.

“Just don’t go telling people gibbs has a soft side okay?” Y/N joked.

“Fineee okay go ahead and video call me and I’ll take it up.”

Abby walked up to a grumpy Gibbs, hunched over a case file, going over whiteness statements AGAIN.

“Gibbs there’s a call for you” she said going to hand him her phone.”

“Abbs I’m busy”

“Oh come on, answer the phone Gunny.” Y/N’s voice rang from the phone and he looked up to see his girls on the screen. Amelia was all ready for bed and y/n was in her ‘after work’ clothes (his sweatshirt and a pair of leggings) snuggled up with her in the rocking chair in her room.

“Hey you two! Everything okay?”

“Yup, just called in a favor from Abby! Now go to your ‘office’ and promise Abbs we’ll have her phone back soon.”

Gibbs looks at Abby who nodded with a smile before turning to go back to her lb. Gibbs quickly went to the elevator and flipped the switch.

“What do I owe this surprise to? Hi baby girl” he cooed the last part at Amelia who smiled wide at her dad.

“Well I know this case sucks so I wanted you to be able to partake in your favorite thing! Plus our girl learned something new today.”

“Oh yeah? what’d you learn princess”

Y/n turned to Amelia and said “meals, who is that” pointing at the Gibbs on the screen

“Puh-puh-puh-puh!” She said clapping and blowing kisses to Gibbs, who had tears in his eyes. He looked at y/n who was full blown crying.

“Yeah baby, I’m Poppa! Good job meali! I love you sweet girl!”

She shrieked and y/n smiled at him “you only won by a few minutes” she said and laughed at Gibbs confused look. “Mealies’ who am I? She asked sweetly “muhmuhmuh!!!” Amelia yelled and Gibbs laughed.

“Wish I was there!” He said, sounding him a little sad.

“I wasn’t even there, this little sneak was asking Andi for us all afternoon!”

They laughed and did their nighttime routine with Gibbs even singing her a hushed lullaby through the camera.

“Thank you Y/N I love you”

“I love you! We both do. Now go catch this guy and come home to us.”

She said and he hung up to do just that.

Later that night (closer to earlier the next morning) he came home after wrapping the case to find his girls both sound asleep in Y/N and his bed. He took a minute to just look at them, before changing and curling up beside them.

Y/N woke a bit and smiled when she saw Gibbs settling in on the other side of Amelia.

“You catch ‘im” she mumbled, barely awake. “Mhm” Gibbs assured, tucking them both under his arm and getting comfortable.

“Go back to sleep baby, I love you” he said, carefully leaning over their daughter to gently kiss her, he huffed a laugh when she smiled and mumbled “okay love you” before falling back to sleep with his arm draped over both her and Amelia.

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aaa i loved how you wrote the coming out one!! it made me smile so much :’) could i request the rfa and v and saeran and when they knew that mc was the one? like the one they wanna spend the rest of their life with

RFA+V and Saeran reaction when they realize Mc is the one

Aww thank you so much!!! ＼（＾○＾）人（＾○＾）／ I’m glad it made you smile! Thank you for the request, I hope I wrote this the way you wanted it, or at least similar :)! I hope this one makes you smile too! (Working on two other lovely requests as well! Check my Masterlist regularly to see what I’m working on!)  (｡♥‿♥｡)  

                                                      !!WARNING!!

                              !!PROFANITY AND TRIGGERING SCENES!!

☆ Yoosung ☆ 

☆ Since day one of you joining the RFA, he definitely had his guards up against you but, ended up always somehow taking an interest towards you. That interest grew to an attraction and soon into love. Yoosung just knew you were the one. You understood him so much and you had a deep connection with him no soul could break it. You loved him too, you also felt like he was the one for you. The person to marry, to have kids with, the person to hold hands and grow old with till death did you apart. However, it wasn’t really that simple. Every time he tried to express his love to you he gave you rather aggravating compliments as he compared you to Rika.  It made you doubt yourself, did he really love you? Or did he see you as a substitute for someone that couldn’t be with him anymore. All you wanted was for him to see you as you. It hurt you everyday and even if you have never mentioned it, he could take the hint and he regretted it every time he compared you. But it was like a habit, it was almost like he was programmed to say it.

☆ One day you had been sitting against the bedpost as you read a book before going to bed. Yoosung came in as he took a seat next to you, he suddenly apologized to you. Out of the blue he says, “Mc...I’m so sorry.” This was so random but his voice was so gentle and he had such a guilty expression on his face. You were a little scared as you replied, “Why?” You place your book down on the nightstand.

☆ He held your hands together, as he began to tear up. You only had a baffled expression before gently swiping his tears with your hands. You tried to calm him down but he only continued to apologize, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I always compare you to Rika but I don’t mean to. You’re so sweet, understanding, lovable, supportive, and...and so much more! But I don’t tell you that...I always only tell you that you’re like Rika. And that’s not true. You’re, you.” Your heart stings at his last words. They were exactly the words you wanted to hear. Either way, you continue to hear him out still a bit baffled, where was this all coming from?  He takes a while to breathe in to continue, “It was never my intention to hurt you, but it doesn’t change the fact that I did. So you don’t have to forgive me. I’d understand.” He begins to sob as you hug him. “Yoosung, It’s okay. We’ll get over this, I know.” He continues to cry as he barely screams out, “Don’t...act like you’re fine when you’re not! You’ve been hurting yourself!” You let go of his hands, now he’d just doubled your confusion. “Babe what do you mean?” He leads you to the bathroom, he points to the trash can. In the can there's Toilet papers soaked in blood. Did he think you were harming yourself? But that wasn’t true in fact... Your face blushes red, they were from wiping blood from your ass. “Babe...IM ON MY PERIOD!” (┛ｏ`皿′ｏ)┛彡┻━┻

☕️ Jaehee ☕️ 

☕️ After moving in with Jaehee, you would notice the two of you getting into arguments quite often, but they always ended up in fluff. You've always thought Jaehee was the one for you. You wanted to get married and start a family of your own with her. However Jaehee didn’t really mind, she just lived in the moment. Just happy you were her girlfriend and she was your girlfriend. This is what she thought, until one day, you were invited to your friends wedding. You offered Jaehee to come with you, and she gladly accepted.

☕️ The ride to the hotel where the wedding would take place did not take long to get to. You linked arms with Baehee as you greeted your friend. Your friend looked beautiful in her glamorous white bridal gown. Jaehee had never been invited to a wedding before. She thought everything was cool as she explored with awe in her eyes. 

☕️ When it was time for the main event you and Jaehee took a seat at your table. The lights went off, the only light in the giant ballroom were the spotlights that flashed the charming groom. The music started playing as the beautiful bride entered with another spotlight flashing at her. The Processional had started. The bride slowly walked down the aisle, linked arms with her dad and a flower girl throwing flowers along the sidelines. Jaehee just imagined it for a moment. She imagined she’d be standing waiting for you down the aisle. She imagined Seven proceeding the speech for both of you, as you walked down the aisle in a alluring white gown. You would mesmerize everyone in the room, but you’d only walk down that aisle for Jaehee, and Jaehee only. Her heart thumped so fast at the thought. 

☕️ It made her realize that in fact, yes she did care. She did care if you got married to her, and she had exactly wanted to start a family of her own with you. And when she looked at your twinkling eyes as you watched your friend. She just knew you were the one. (◡ω◡✿)

🎤 Hyun/Zen🎤 

🎤 Like Yoosung, Zen just knew you were the one. When you first joined the RFA his lighthearted flirts may have just been a simple interest towards you. But as time went on he was so curious about you. You were always patient and kind hearted. You gave him so much support, and he saw that. You were the only one to know his inner scars, the pain he had never told anyone before. Even with the RFA members he’d spent years with, you were the first he told. You felt the same, and it was like you were both meant for each other.

🎤 However, it had never crossed his mind to be married with you. It wasn’t because he didn’t love you though, it was because he had never thought about it. He was always just focused on you, like Jaehee he just lived in the moment, treasuring every second he got with you.

🎤 It wasn’t until one day you had been over at his house. You both drank until your heart desires. Soon you became drunk and started feeling light headed before collapsing on Zen. He sweetly smiles as he helps you sit back up before kneeling in front of you. He places his hand against your cheeks, “Are you sleepy?” You nod, still drunk. He blushes as he quietly mutters ‘cute’. He helps you walk to the bathroom as he guides you to brush your teeth. Half awake with the help of his hands you’re able to use the spare toothbrush he had kept. 

🎤 He places you in his bed and lays down on the floor right next to the bed. He tries to fall asleep but every 10 minutes he’s awakened with the sound of a loud crash. He feels something heavy on him as he notices that you keep falling out of bed into his warmth. How’d you manage to fall out of his king sized bed every time? You’d whisper to him about how you wanted to feel his warmth. He had to calm his inner beast several times after hearing that. After it happened over and over again he was not having it. 

🎤 He laid you down on his bed again but this time he got in with you. He spooned you with his arms around you. You finally stopped wriggling and stayed to fall asleep. The next morning he jumps up to see your adorable sleeping face first thing in the morning.

🎤 He blushes seeing you in his bed, sleeping so soundly, not even a earthquake would wake you up. His mornings have always been boring, he got up and everyday it was always lonely and empty in his apartment. Then having to wake up by you he felt something. He felt so warm and relaxed. He realized how much he had wanted you to be the one to wake up with every morning. He just instantly knew you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. (◡△◡✿)

♛ Jumin ♛ 

♛ After everything you both had gone through, Jumin just gradually came to know he wanted you to be the one he would be with. Nobody else but only you, could ever fill that desire of his. 

♛ The small things you would do for him, or the small things you would say to him, they just all piled up into an emotion he was unaware of, love. Even after marrying you so soon he never stops finding even more reasons to love you.

♛ There had been one day when the two of you had been visiting Jaehee at her café. The place was so busy Jaehee didn’t even notice the two of you come in. Jumin hated how the place was so loud and cramped, but you’d begged for the two of you to come and if you wanted or needed something he would do anything to get it for you, so here the both of you were.

♛ “Sweetie what should we get? I came here with Saeyoung last week, everything tastes so good!” You lean over to him as you share a menu with him to look at the category of appetizing drinks and desserts on the list.

♛ “You came here with Saeyoung? You could’ve always brought me-” You place the menu down before crossing your arms, “That’s not important right now!” You giggle as you hold the menu back up to continue looking for what to eat.

♛ Suddenly, a child with a tray of drinks in her hands accidentally trips spilling the liquid all over your black pencil dress. Jumin is in a hurry to help you get napkins for you, he doesn’t want you to catch a cold.

♛ Yet, you give him a quick smile before proceeding to crouch on the floor to make sure the child is okay. Jumin’s angry at the situation but he would never be angry at the child, he knew it was an accident. He crouched next to you as he kept a arm around your shoulder. You help the child up as you say, “Are you okay, little one?” The child nods with a apologetic look. You assure her it’s okay and she returns to her parents. They apologize to you as they are in panic not knowing what to do before telling them you’re fine. He’s surprised at how good you’re with kids. It makes him wonder what’d be like to have a child with you. Especially one that resembled you. 

♛ “We can come back in the future, let’s get you some new clothes darling.” You nod as you both leave after waving at Jaehee who finally noticed you two when the child spilled her drink on you. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

👓 Saeyoung 👓 

👓 Saeyoung became more busy by day, he was tasked in a pile of work but weirdly, you felt like he was just overworking himself in a excuse to push you away. With the help of Saeran and Vanderwood you successfully took Saeyoung out with you to a park for a date.

👓When you got there, the fresh smell of flowers were the first thing you noticed. There were not a lot of people, but it was better this way. You were also glad you wore jeans because the grass was untrimmed it looked like a jungle.

👓 You laid down on the grass near a river as he reluctantly followed you and sat down. It was quiet for a while before you pointed out at the clouds that had funny shapes. You pointed one particular cloud out implying they looked like Saeyoung glasses. He chuckled a little before noticing it. He looked away embarrassed as he tried to act like he did not just laugh.

👓 You laugh...a little too loud it makes him refuse to look at you. You pout as you push his shoulders to make him lay down. You smile a little mischievously as you block his view from the sky. You place a small peck on his lips and holds his chin, “I know what you’re afraid of, but I won’t leave. I’m here to stay, unless you continue pushing me away. Or... is that not why you’re avoiding me? Have you...lost interest in me?”

👓 His eyes widen at your words as he furiously pushes you to switch positions. Now he’s on top of you. “No! That’s... that’s not true. I love you. I’ve always wanted you to be my little 606 from day one till the day death would do us apart.”

👓 “Then you need to show me that. You need to stop pushing me away because that will do us no good. Cause...I’ll always be here for you and you will always be here for me in the end.” He nods with a grin ear to ear before leaning in to kiss you. (◕‿-)

🌚 Saeran 🌚 

🌚 Let’s be honest, Saeran just knew you were the one when you showed him love and sincerely cared for him. But if there was one thing stopping the both of you from happiness, it was that he kept pushing you away like Saeyoung because he thought he wasn’t good enough for you. He thought you deserved so much more than a “mess” like him. But you knew that wasn’t true. He was more than what you wanted. He just didn’t have the confidence to see it though. 

🌚 It was another chilly day, the house felt so hard to breathe in. Maybe it was because of the rain that came overnight, or the silent treatment and cold shoulder Saeran gave you. Saeran had been in the bathroom for so long it had started to make you worry.

🌚 “Saeran? You okay darling?” You knock on the door, but you don’t want to barge in because you know he’s having a hard time. You want to respect that and give him space. He yells back at you, “JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! UGH...” You hear his groan at the end and feel something is terribly wrong.

🌚 You rush in and thankfully the door is not locked. You see him on the floor with a razor in his hands. His arm is bleeding and you fall weak on the floor in front of him. You hold his hand gently before hurriedly trying to get napkins only to end up ripping them by how quickly you are trying to rip them. You continue to sob as Saeran sits not knowing what to do. He instantly feels bad, he wouldn’t have done it if he knew it would hurt you this much. He knew you were always usually a happy person. And you rarely cried. But for you to be crying it meant that you were painfully sad. 

🌚 You press down on the wound to stop the bleeding. You place your other hand against his cheeks as you cry out, Saeyoung rushes in with Vanderwood. They immediately take Saeran to treat his wounds. It takes a bit but after noticing the therapy sessions Saeran went to weren’t helping him he stayed home with you. At first everyone worried because he was so clingy to be with you, he wouldn’t even let you go anywhere. 

🌚 Later, that got better when he came to realize that he didn’t need to change for him to deserve you because you always reminded him that he was already perfect. \m/(>.<)\m/

♧ Jihyun ♧ (In reference to his song “The Compass” ●´ω｀● )

♧ It was the day before V would leave to travel around the world so he could learn to love himself before rushing into another relationship with you. You wanted to give him something before you left so you went over to his house. You ringed the doorbell but there was no answer. You found it strange because Jumin had told you Jihyun would be home. Worried, you peak in the window. Yes its kind of creepy but for the sake of this headcanon... You see that he’s home but he’s going over his pictures with Rika, pictures he’d taken of Rika, and her belongings. A unknown wave of emotions rushed over you. Why were you crying? You knew that what Rika and he had was just obsession not true love. But you still understood that he needed to recover and forget about Rika. So... why were you were crying? You calmed yourself down reminding yourself that you needed to give him time to heal.

♧ You look up when you notice Jihyun, he’s crouching down in front of you, a hand on your shoulder with a concerned face. “Mc? What’s wrong? I didn’t know you were coming. Sorry for leaving you out here in the cold. Since when were you here?” You are in a hurry to wipe your tears as you refuse to look at his eyes your gaze somehow ends up on the box of Rika’s belongings. 

♧ He glances down at the box before looking back up at you with a smile. He places the box down as he places his hands on your cheeks, “I’m sorry I never made it clear to you. I don’t love her. In fact I never did and I only realize it now with your help.” You place your hands on top of his as you feel how cold they are. “I didn’t mean to stare...sorry.”

♧ He shakes his head, “Please. Don’t apologize.” He soon then looks down at his wrist watch, “Ah...my cab will be coming soon. It would break my heart to leave you here in tears...” Before he says more, you cut him off. “It’s fine, I only came to give you this.” You hand him a small brooch shaped as a sun. You smile, “To remind you, that you're like the sun.”

♧ He stares at you baffled for a minute, before he returns a sweet smile, “Thank you. Ah, that reminds me...I also have something to give you.” He rummages through his pocket to take out a small compass. “Please see it when I leave. Oh, sorry. Of course you could see it right now...but that would rather be...embarrassing. So please, I would appreciate it for you to read it when I’m gone.” You nod and he smiles to pick up Rika’s belongings. “I’m going to leave this at where it should go. It would do no good for me to keep it.” You don’t quite know where he’s exactly bringing the box. But regardless, you nod as he walks you back home. He promises you that he will often call and text you as before he leaves for his cab.

♧ When you’re back on your bed after a warm bath, you fiddle with V’s gift before opening it. It’s a vintage compass with a small sun in the East heading West. You find a note with it and it says, “The sun always sets in the West. In the West, you’ve always waited for me. You were always the one for me.”

HBADBJADGADBJAB KILL ME V’s is so cringe...T.T Please listen to his song “The Compass” if you want to understand it better because I suck at explaining...heh...

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Crimson Snow (pt. 2) • Bakugou Katsuki

Summary • We all know the story of Little Red Riding Hood. But all stories, especially ones passed through spoken word, can change with time. This is the true story of a girl who wandered into the forest, wearing a cloak white as snow, and left on the back of a beast with a crimson cape trailing behind her.

Pairing • Shifter!Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Word Count • 4.4k

Tags and Warnings • Fairy tale AU, captivity, experimentation, violence, blood, swearing, mentions of nudity, eventual happy ending.

Note • This is part two of a fic for the @bnhabookclub​ Provisional License Exam Event! The lovely @im-here-for-the-heroes​ and @etegomanere​ beta read this fic and were lots of help. I hope you all will enjoy reading this part too!

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Warm huffs of air brush past the side of your head, heating one side of your face. Your head is resting on something that definitely isn’t the folded cloak you had initially laid down on hours ago. In fact, your cloak is draped over your body, keeping you warm. 

You sit up slowly, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, and frown at the cloak as it slips off your shoulders. Did you wake up because of the cold and put it around yourself? Maybe, but you don’t remember waking up at all.

Looking down next to you, your body stiffens in surprise. You had been using the wolf’s front legs as a pillow! So that’s where the warm air came from: the exhales of the sleeping wolf. 

You have no clue how you got onto his front legs and spread the cloak over yourself while you were sleeping, but you’re distracted as your stomach growls and clenches uncomfortably in hunger. It’s likely been a full day since you last ate. And the plate of scraps that the hunter left behind might be the only food you’ll have for another twenty-four hours.

So you get to your feet, still careful of putting your weight on your right one, and limp toward the plate. The chain stops you at a short distance away. You frown at the plate that the hunter placed on the wolf’s half of the room.

“He probably did that on purpose, the bastard,” you mutter as you sink to your knees and lay entirely on the ground, arms outstretched toward the plate.

Your fingertips brush against the rim of it, but no matter how hard you wiggle and reach, you can’t actually pull the plate toward you. The metal shackle around your left ankle starts to rub at your skin uncomfortably. Thank goodness you didn’t try to do this while the hunter was still here, or he’d probably get some sort of sick amusement from watching you struggle.

Sighing, you rest your forehead on the cold stone floor with a little thunk. The pain makes you wince, and you push yourself up with your forearms to stare forlornly at the plate. It doesn’t even look that good, you try to tell yourself, but your stomach growls again, reminding you of your hunger. 

Movement out of the corner of your eye catches your attention, and you turn onto your side so you’re facing the waking wolf. 

“Morning,” you say, although you’re not confident in the time of day. Spending hours in a dungeon without windows is already throwing off your internal clock. 

The wolf yawns, showing its sharp teeth, and for a moment, you wonder if it was wise to take off the silver band that had kept his muzzle shut. But then again, you had just slept right on top of him and he hadn’t bitten your head off or anything. 

His mouth closes, and he gets to his feet, shaking his fur out in a motion that causes the chains on his limbs and collar to rattle. He pads toward you, but walks right past you to the plate of scraps, and you watch mournfully as he sniffs the air above the food. 

Closing your eyes, you expect to hear the sounds of the wolf gulping down the food, but you hear something scrape across the stone floor instead. Your eyes pop open as the wolf nudges the plate toward you until it’s within your reach. As soon as you pull the plate toward you, the wolf turns away and settles back down in the spot he was in when he woke up.

“I– you– thank you!” you tell him, astonished. You sit up and fold your legs under you, rub your hands as best you can on your dress, and start digging into the food. There are pieces of bread crust on the plate, and you eat them first, taking large bites of it with relish even though it’s dry and scratches your throat as you swallow. You pair the bread crust with the boiled pieces of carrot, which are cold and a little slimy. 

You’re about to start working on the scraps of meat left on your plate when your eyes drift over to the wolf. His eyes are closed and he looks to be asleep once again. His back rises and falls with every breath he takes, and as you study him, you see the protrusion of his ribs through his matted and dirty fur. You haven’t seen the hunter feed him since you were put in the dungeon with the wolf, you realize. And the wolf definitely has been through a lot more pain and torture than you. 

You eye the bits of meat again. They look so appetizing even though they undoubtedly are scraps and leftovers. But the wolf had helped you get the plate instead of eating the food off it himself, and you should return the favor. 

Nodding to yourself now that you’ve made up your mind, you get onto your feet, pick up the plate, and walk back over to the wolf. The chain rattles and bumps against the stones as you drag it along the floor beside you. Sitting down in front of the wolf, you slide the plate across the ground until it rests before his nose.

You can’t help but giggle as his nose twitches, no doubt smelling the food before him, but you still as his red eyes suddenly snap open to look into your own eyes. He seems to be glaring at you for laughing at him, and you hide your amusement at such a human-like response. He really is as smart as a human, you think.

But although the wolf seems tempted by the smell of the food, he nudges the plate back towards you. 

You frown, then push the plate to him. “Eat,” you say sternly. 

A quiet growl ripples in his throat as he slides the plate back to you. 

You push the plate back at him and lean forwards. “This,” you say, pointing at the meat, “is yours!” You jab your finger at the wolf. “I already had half of the food, so it’s only fair that you get the other half. I’m certainly not going to just let you starve! You’ve definitely been here longer than me, and the stupid hunter treats you worse than he does me, so there’s no way that he’s been feeding you as much as he should. So you better eat it, because I certainly will not, and there’s no way that you can force me to.” With that, you huff out a breath, cross your arms across your chest, and stick your nose up in the air.

The wolf stares at you for a long moment. Then he slowly lowers his head and starts eating the pieces of food left on the plate.

“Good,” you say softly, letting your arms fall back to your side. Your stomach definitely isn’t full, but it warms you to see the wolf eating something too. 

You lay down on the floor, moving an arm under your head. Staring up at the ceiling, your eyes follow the cracks in between the stones as you start talking. 

“I miss home,” you say, voice quiet. You don’t notice the wolf looking up from his food. “I was on my way to visit Grandmother, you know, before the hunter snatched me off the road. She must be getting worried since I haven’t arrived yet. She’s not really my grandmother, but I’ve known her for years since my mother always took me to her when I was sick, and she insists I call her Grandmother.

“Anyways, I was going to bring her supplies from the village since she doesn’t like leaving her house for too long when the hunter caught me and brought me here. I normally stay at her house for a couple days, so my father won’t notice that I’m gone for a while. He’s been, um, distant, for a long time—ever since my mom died five years ago.” You swallow hard and close your eyes for a moment, picturing your mother’s smile.

“My dad just works every day and visits the tavern at night. He’s not a bad parent, really,” you say, looking at the wolf when he growls. “His grief just consumes him, and he has a hard time coping. I’ve learned to take care of myself, though! It-it probably doesn’t excuse him from being so absent, but I do understand his pain. She was his wife, but she was my mother.” Your voice cracks on the last word, and a tear slips out the corner of your eye and starts trailing down the side of your face.

You lay there in silence as the wolf finishes up the last bits of meat. After a few more tears escape, you huff out a shaky breath and wipe your face on the front of your dress. “I’m okay,” you say, more for yourself to hear than the wolf.

“Thanks for listening,” you tell him, moving closer to pick up the plate and set it off to the side, so the hunter hopefully won’t notice that you gave the wolf some of the food.

The wolf gets to his feet and pads toward you. Your eyes widen, but you don’t back away, waiting to see what he’ll do. His chains are pulled to their full length, but the wolf stretches his head out to gently nudge his nose into your shoulder. He bumps it once, twice, then backs away, pacing back and forth across the dungeon floor.

You watch him do this for a bit, the corners of your lips tilting upwards in a small smile. The wolf sometimes acts so human. That must have been why you told him about your mother and your father—something you haven’t talked to anyone except Grandma about in a very long time.

The wolf suddenly stops, ears perking up and tilting towards the doorway of the dungeon. A low growl fills the room. You stiffen. He’s coming. You lunge towards the cloth bandage and pick it up.

“C’mon!” you hiss at the wolf, who is already loping towards you with long strides. Unlike the previous time, you have to tie the makeshift bandage around his muzzle, which takes precious seconds as your fingers tremble with nerves. With the bandage secure, you grab the silver band and slide it over the wolf’s nose, tightening the sliding bolts once the metal rests over the cloth. “There,” you whisper, then quickly scoot back towards the wall, eyes trained on the doorway to the dungeon.

The hunter steps through the doorway, gloved hands tucked into crisply pressed pants. He stalks across the room, once again making his way to the table to pick up yet another syringe. 

A sour taste fills your mouth. The wolf was in so much pain last time. And his pain seemed to increase with every single injection. How bad would it be now? 

You get to your feet and start walking towards the wolf, hiding a wince every time you step on your right foot. It’s only been hours since you cut yourself on the glass pieces of the syringe, and though the cuts have stopped bleeding, it’s painful whenever you put weight on it. When you reach the wolf, you collapse to your knees and wrap your arms around his head, glaring at the hunter. 

“Don’t you dare!” you shout.

The hunter grasps onto your right arm with his free hand and rips you away from the wolf, throwing you to the ground a few feet away. Your head bounces off the stone, and pain immediately radiates from the point of impact. He pushes the needle deep into the wolf’s neck and presses down on the plunger. The misty purple liquid drains out of the syringe and enters the wolf, who immediately starts shaking. A moment later, a pained howl rips from the wolf’s throat and bounces off the dungeon walls, only adding to the throbbing in your head.

Pulling the syringe away from the wolf’s neck, the hunter tosses the syringe onto the table instead of placing it back with his usual meticulousness. Instead, he picks up a knife off the wall of torture devices and stalks towards you as you push yourself to sit up from the ground. He’s moving so quickly that you can’t pull your hand away before his well-shined shoe crushes the fingers of your left hand, grinding bone into the stone floor.

His knife-free hand grabs your chin and tilts it up toward him. You’re stretched out, fingers trapped under his shoe while being pulled upward by your chin. “Do you have anything else to say? Beg for mercy?” the hunter asks, yellow eyes narrowing. 

Pain runs from your fingers, up your arms, through your neck, only adding to the pain in your head. However, you are determined to stay strong and not give in to him. If you do, that just means you let him win. So you lock away the pain for a moment, letting a glare heat your eyes. “I would never beg to the likes of you. So as I said before, go screw yourself!”

“Then it is time for you to be punished,” the hunter says, dragging the tip of the knife lightly along your collarbone. “You brought this upon yourself, and no pleading can save you.” 

He puts pressure on the knife, the sharp edge splitting your skin. It burns! You whimper and struggle in his grip, trying to pull away from him, but the hunter only presses down harder, drawing the knife across your collarbone. Something wet and thick flows from the wound, seeping into the neckline of your dress.

The hunter lifts his knife off your skin and moves to make another cut when the wolf struggles to his feet, growling. The wolf lunges for the hunter, butting his head into the hunter’s legs. Although the wolf’s muzzle is clamped shut by the silver band, the wolf somehow creates a gap in his teeth and bites at the hunter’s ankles. The hunter drops his knife in surprise, and the blade skitters across the stone floor until it hits the wall. He steps off your hand, whirling around to face the wolf. “You’re a filthy beast, and you clearly do not want to be saved. If your bite does anything to me, then I will be forced to dispose of you.” 

He kicks the wolf hard, knocking him off his feet and sending him sprawling onto its side. Although you keep shouting for the hunter to stop, the hunter keeps kicking, even when the wolf is down, until a snap bounces off stone walls.  

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Chisaki Kai steps back, breathing heavily in anger and repulsion, then walks out of the room, blood oozing out of the bite in his ankle. He stalks into his living room, ripping the gloves off his hands and throwing them into the fireplace, watching as flames engulf the leather and consumes it in a burst of sparks. “Chronostasis!” he says, low and commanding, despite the sweat beading on his skin.

Chronostasis appears, with a new pair of gloves, some disinfectant, a clean towel, and fresh bandages. Chisaki Kai slips the gloves on, and his breaths start to level out as he sits on the couch and cleans out the bite from the wolf.

He knows shifters can’t turn humans into shifters just from a bite, but his skin still crawls at the thought of the filthy wolf’s teeth sinking into his skin. Pouring the disinfectant over the wound, he does not flinch at the sting of alcohol, and wipes the blood away with the towel before wrapping it up with a bandage. 

Chisaki Kai stands up and faces Chronostasis. “The shifter is acting more repulsive than usual. So is the girl. But a couple more doses of the nightshade formula should get rid of the wolf forever.”

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You wince as your fingers gently touch the edge of the cut that the hunter left in your skin. Blood has trickled down your collarbone until it seeped into the white of your dress, staining the lace and cloth of the neckline a vivid crimson. Your left hand is throbbing from being crushed under the hunter’s shoe, but right now, you’re more concerned about the wolf.

He saved you from the hunter’s torture, although he had just been injected by the purple substance that caused him pain. He even bit the hunter, even though he must have hurt himself more to get his jaws open in the silver band. And the hunter had retaliated, kicking the wolf over and over again. You think you heard the snap of bone, maybe a rib that had cracked from the force.

So you crawl over to the wolf, who has fallen unconscious and whimpers with every exhale, and gently press your lips to his head. “Thank you,” you whisper as tears well up in your eyes. “Thank you.”

There’s nothing you can do for him except to lift his head onto your lap and remove the silver band. A sob escapes your mouth as you catch sight of the bandage underneath. The white has been eaten up by red, and blood is starting to seep into his fur.

You rip up two strips of cloth from your dress and remove the current bandage, tears dripping down your face when you see the deep gash that rings his muzzle as a result of struggling to open his mouth to save you. The first piece of cloth almost immediately soaks through with blood, so you layer the next bandage on top. It’s not much, but the wolf’s whimpers eventually taper off.

You don’t understand why the wolf saved you like that—wasn’t he just an animal? You shouldn’t have mattered to him. But he did save you, and he paid the price, so you can only keep him as comfortable as possible and keep watch as he rests.

With his head in your lap and your hand stroking the fur between his ears, your eyelids get heavier and heavier; it’s a struggle to open them back up again after every blink. Eventually, lulled by the deep breaths of the wolf, you doze off, head nodding forwards, drifting away from the pain in your head, your hand, and your heart.

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You come to with a jolt, body jerking upwards as you prevent yourself from crashing onto the floor. Next time, you note, don’t fall asleep sitting up. 

There’s a weight in your lap, and you remember resting the wolf’s head there, but when you look down, you blink once, twice. Then you rub at your eyes with the back of your hand—your fingers are crusted over with red from your blood and the wolf’s blood. 

He’s still there.

No, not the wolf. The young man with his head of spiky blonde hair right between your legs. “What the hell?” you hiss, heart pounding in your chest as you scramble to push his head off you—though you do take care to not let his head hit the ground hard.

And then your eyes travel down from this- this stranger’s head and trace over an exposed and sculpted neck, chest, torso, and–

Your face is getting warmer, and you turn your head away, but your eyes slide back over to the expanse of skin and muscle that are littered with scars and cuts and dirt and blood. You hesitate when he shivers and curls in on himself, then you unclasp your cloak from your shoulders and drape it over his body. 

He shifts as the cloth settles down around him, and his eyes slowly open, still heavy with sleep. You quickly scoot back so that you’re not within reach. “Who are you?” you ask, questions spilling out of your mouth, “How did you get here? What happened to the wolf? Why are you not wearing clothes?”

He sits up before looking down at himself, spotting your cloak that has now slipped down to his waist. You keep your eyes steadily on his face, not letting them stray to his chest. His eyes move up to meet yours, and you notice that they’re an unusual crimson. The last time you’d seen eyes like that was—the wolf. And his hair! It’s wild and sticks up all over the place, but the blonde is very similar to the wolf's coat. But that’s not possible, is it? 

His lips curl up in a smirk as he sees your eyes widen in recognition, then disbelief. “I’m Bakugou Katsuki, and it’s a name you better not forget.”

“You’re–” you stutter, trying to figure out how to word the thoughts in your head without him, Bakugou, thinking that you’re crazy. “Are you–”

“–a werewolf?” he finishes for you, crossing his arms over his chest. “No, dumbass, that’s a made-up term for stories and fairytales. We call ourselves shifters.”

“‘We?’ So there’s more of you.”

Bakugou nods but doesn’t elaborate. He’s sure that you won’t betray him to Overhaul—he hasn’t smelled deception on you since you were thrown into the dungeon with him—but he has learned to be cautious anyway. Too much pain can loosen nearly anyone’s lips. 

You’re a little disappointed that you can’t learn more about a whole new type of people that basically have been living in your backyard. “So how’d you end up here?” you ask instead.

Bakugou shifts to a more comfortable position. You avert your eyes when he rearranges the cloak around him, but look back at him when he starts speaking. He tells you of the trap the hunter—Overhaul, you learn—and Chronostasis set up for a group of the younger shifters. Recovery Girl had told them–

“Wait, wait! Did you say Recovery Girl? She’s Shuuzenji Chiyo, right? But she’s Grandmother, the one I was going to visit!”

“Yeah, she’s our healer. But stop fucking interrupting me! Do you want me to continue? Huh?”

You suppress a smile at his curses. Just a few minutes of speaking with him told you that he regularly used them in his speech, though he usually didn’t use them with the intent to hurt feelings. Those words are just how he expresses himself. “Sorry, Bakugou! Please continue.”

“Yeah, yeah, so anyway…” Recovery Girl had told the shifters that wildlife has been found dead in one section of the forest for a while, though most of the carcasses are untouched. It didn’t seem like a big deal at the time, so Bakugou and other young shifters were sent to investigate.

When they got to the area and spread out to start looking for the animals, Overhaul and Chronostasis attacked. They had gone for one of Bakugou’s friends—though Bakugou insisted that he wasn’t “friends with that Shitty Hair!”—and Bakugou jumped in front of his friend to take the arrow. His friends had tried to fight back against Overhaul and Chronostasis, but they had used Bakugou as a hostage.

“...and those fuckers put me down here, and I haven’t been out since. It’s been two weeks now, and they give me those injections at least once a day.”

You exhale heavily. Although Bakugou has a fierce scowl on his face and sounds angry, you think he’s glad that his friends got away, even at his expense. “What is Overhaul trying to do to you with those injections? They look painful every time.”

Bakugou scoffs, tugging at the collar around his neck. “No shit, they’re painful. It’s something that includes wolfsbane, which hurts wolf shifters if it gets in our bodies. In high enough doses, they can kill one completely.

“But he just gives a little each time when I’m in my wolf form to try and ‘purify’ me from being a shifter. I couldn’t fucking hold my wolf form anymore after the last one, which is why I shifted in my sleep.”

Your eyes widen. As cruel as you thought Overhaul was back when you only knew Bakugou as a wolf, it’s even more inhumane that he’s trying to remove an entire half of Bakugou’s identity. “Will you be able to shift back? In a bit?”

“Yeah,” he rasps in response, “But if Overhaul keeps it up for long, I won’t be able to shift at all.”

“Oh.”

The two of you fall silent for a while, lost in thought. Bakugou’s fists clench and unclench every once in a while, as if he’s attempting to shift. At this rate, he’s going to cut his own hands with his nails, so you decide to try and distract him.

“Don’t you want to know how I ended up here?” you ask.

“I can remember every damn thing that happens in my wolf form, so your life story a couple hours ago was plenty.”

“You- you remember everything?”

“That’s what I said, didn’t I?” Bakugou looks up at you and smirks. “Why, getting embarrassed now?” 

The moments you spent with the wolf flash through your mind. Stroking his head. Bandaging him. Kissing his forehead. “Oh, goodness, no,” you moan, burying your face in your hands.

He snickers at your flustered response. “Oh, hell, yes.”

You spend the next few moments in silence, waiting until you’re less embarrassed and are ready to face him again. You lift your head back up. “So, what now? Do you have a plan to get out of here? 

Bakugou stares at you, then snarls, “Of course I have a plan! What do you think I spend all my time doing here, huh? Dreaming about daisies or some frilly shit like that? Here’s my fucking plan: remove these stupid chains,” he rattles the ones around his wrists for emphasis, “and leave this fucking place!”

You blink at him, once, then twice. “Is that it?”

“You got a problem with that?”

“No, no! Not at all! I was just hoping for something more...specific?”

Bakugou scoffs. “The details are up here,” he taps the side of his head, then places his hand on his knee and leans forward. His red eyes lock onto yours, keeping your attention. “But things can change, so they could end up being useless anyway.”

“Hm, okay,” you say. “You kind of have a point. So get out of these chains, and get out of this place. When do we start?”

“Of course I have a point. Pick up that knife over there.” He nods toward the knife Overhaul was using on you, that had skittered across the ground when Bakugou bit him. 

“We start now.” 

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Mandalorian & Flyboy

A/N: yes I know that other Mandalorians can take their helmet off but lets just say that reader cannot  Word count: 3.4k

As the war against the first order dragged on rumors about where the information gained on the first order started to pop up. When communication officers let it loose that there hasn't been any major intelligence missions in over 6 months. Rumors of a spy in such deep cover that the resistance cant even know, others of the information being bought from outside sources, Poe himself is caught listening into the base gossip. When he asks Leia she just shrugs it off going back to the task at hand. If he didnt know how good of a lier the General is he would have just let is slide, he kinda did shaking off anyone who asked the elite Commander what he thought just continuing with missions ‘The information isn't putting us in danger so why think about it’ he remembers remarking to a group of newer pilots when they again were asking about the rumors.

The idea almost completely left his mind when he caught a glimpse of Painted Beskar retreating into the forest from a back entrance of the hangar where he was working on small repairs to his x wing, it took a few seconds for him to process what he saw, or thought he saw; A Mandalorian some of the best warriors in the galaxy but very few are left they have become more of myth some believing that they are all gone. A possible mandalorian sneaking out of the base… the General. “Fuck!” he exclaims shooting up running to the general’s quarters expecting to see the worst he burst in only to see the General looking over a data pad  “poe is there a reason you are bursting into my quarters at this hour?” she asks he sputters “I-I there was someone who left your quarters that i had never seen before” he breathes out putting his hands on his waist “I wanted to make sure you were ok” he nods  now feeling slightly embarrassed “Poe no one was in here, get some sleep you have been working to hard” leia says calmly shooting poe from her quarters.

Poe left to his own quarters even more confused he could have sworn that he saw someone, something, leave from the base but tried to put it to the back of his brain ‘I am just tired’ he repeats in his mind going through the motions to go to sleep; which is just pulling off his clothes throwing them over on a chair in his room then flopping onto his bed. He fell asleep but it was almost like his head just hit the pillow when the morning call came out over the loudspeaker waking him up. He goes through the motions of getting up and ready BB-8 rolling around waiting for Poe, as a commander he was ordered to a mission briefing it was based on new information on trade routes used by the first order. Hearing this poem\ is thinking again about what he saw last night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Poe decided that he wanted to get to the end of this person that has been in his mind, once a week he watched from behind his X-wing when a Mandalorian snuck into base went to where the general’s quarters where for about an hour then would sneak back out. Then the next day he would have a meeting about new information on a different topic. He finally had enough after a month and a half of watching the Mandalorian in there painted and dirty beskar mysteriously come and go in the base he went to the leia to get answers without starting even more rumors not everyone like mandalorians seeing them as brutish or savage like bounty hunters who care on of credits.

After a mission brief he stayed behind as everyone except Leia left “General” he asked, gaining her attention from the holotable “Yes Poe is there something you need?” “Well yes, who is the Mandalorian I keep seeing leave the base” he cringed at himself at being so brash. Leia let out a sigh shaking her head slightly “it seems you met my new opritave” “He is resistance?” “SHE is a bounty hunter and informative as to what is going on in the underworld” leia explains briefly not giving up to much information “Why work with bounty Hunters how do we know she isn't just selling our information to the first order” he responds confused “the first order along with the empire killed off most of the mandalorians and mandalore, those who survived mostly don't want to work for the first order unless they really need the credits. And i know her she may be in a dark line of work but her heart is true” leia turns off the holotable going to leave the conference room also leaving poe with new questions ‘why are you helping the resistance; how much are you getting paid’ the resistance already has low funding so how are you getting paid at all ‘have you done anything else than just gain information for the resistance' poe  could feel himself get frustrated with this and mentaly decides that he is going to talk to the Mandalorian and get some answers.

When it came time for your weekly meeting with Leia you transferred the information into her data terminal while chatting with the general, more like she talked and you listened, nodded or gave small replies. As you leave the hairs on the back of your neck standing up, someone is near, your strides pick up slightly leaving the base of your ship. Taking the long way to your ship you catch a glance of someone following you so hiding behind a tree waiting for the assailant to walk past you, just like baiting a trap he walks past you and in and instant you grab him putting the man into a choke hold while holding your trusted baster to the side of his head.

“Why are you following me” The distorted voice grunts through her helmet, poe puts his hands up in surrender “I just want to talk i've been watching you come and go and i just want to know who you were” he chokes out looking in his peripheral vision and is met with an emotionless visor staring back. You losen the grip on his neck dropping your arm but only to search his body for a blaster “i didnt come armed im not stupid your a madalorian” a dejected sigh is herd through the helmet as you go to sit om a fallen tree and motions with your blaster towards a stump near her. Poe gets the message and sits there is a silence when she finally takes a deep breath “i you are just going to stare i have better things to do”   “Wait not, shit ok, i'll just be straight forward, Why are you helping us, the resistance; bounty hunter normally don't care about any of this just about what keeps their pockets filled”  You are visibly irritated by the off hand comment about bounty hunters “I am not most Bounty hunters, but it seems you are like most flyboys nothing more than moof milkers who think just because they can fly a star fighter they are important” The mandalorian stands holstering her blaster “be glad i didn't put a hole in you fly boy” You growl out stomping away to your ship.

Poe sat there cursing himself he just insulted a mandalorian, not just any a really hot, resistance fighting Mandalorian “leia is going to kill me”

Poe thought it was safest to stop watching you when you came to the base not wanting to anger you more. Until he was asked to meet with Leia on the day you make your drops. He knew it wouldn't be good so when he walked in to see the general and you sitting there you more just leaning against the wall your visor felt like it was staring into his soul “Poe i thought you should properly meet our friend after your stint in the woods” she says almost standing between the two of them “how?”  “I told her moof milker” You snear “(Y/n)” Leia scolds the mandalorian. “If you are going to be so interested in my dealings enough to follow her to her ship you might as well know who she is to the resistance” she continues  “(Y/N) here is a bounty hunter and spy for the resistance her father helped with taking out groups of imperial loyalist shortly after the fall of the empire.” as she started talking about her past briefly he looked over her leaning form her armor had blue grey paint over parts of her helmet, her shoulder pauldron had a mud horn on it, the rest of her armor was silver beskar that was slightly worn from years of use and he can see the top of a pack that matched the silver beskar partially covered but and small cape. “She is here to help us gain information on the first order without having to put our numbers at more risk, she can get more done than a full squad of fighters can and we don't have the numbers anymore.”  “I can also get places you can’t” you grunt out and stands walking over to stand in front of poe looking him up and down behind your helmet and thinking ‘he isn't to bad looking’ “(Y/N) Djarin” you sat curtly “since you are so interested in my work why don't you join the general in my drops” poe can hear the smirk that is placed on your face before you walk out of the room surprisingly quiet for how much armor you are wearing he stared as you left amazing by your voice and thinking over your name in his head “Close your mouth dameron before you catch flies; you are dismissed” she calls out to the dazed pilot shaking her head. Poe just nodded taking a deep breath walking to his quarters BB-8 was waiting outside of the door waiting for his master “Hey buddy” he starts to talk about you to his little buddy “an her name- buddy her name is so pretty” he says dreamyly

Over the next few week he started going to meet the general and (Y/N) he even started to talk to her outside of the meetings walking back to her ship and a few transmissions here and there at first it was just him rambling and you putting your input in here and there but as you got closer you started opening up your family growing up losing your mother at a young age and traveling with your older yet younger brother and father then when he settled down and took off the helmet for good and you put it on changing some things slightly. Talking about visits to your dad and brother between work was the thing that got you really talking, only stopping when you realized you had reached your shipe 5 minutes ago. Poe found out that for a scary bounty hunter you are a dork and he loves it when you realize you have no idea how to truly socialize with anyone that isn't your family or poe. He prides himself on the small chuckles and breathy laughs he can get out of you. If he didn't know better he would think that this flyboy had a shot with this badass woman he has fallen for following her around like a lost dog whenever he could.

You had started to come to base more than just once a week for Poe so when you and him out in the forest surrounding the base and you both hear explosions and the tell tale signs of Tie’s you both jump up running towards the base. It is the First Order they found the base and was able to surprise attack the base X-wings were already scrambling to get in the air. Poe calls for BB-8 while running to his X-wing jumping in getting into the air.

Stormtrooper transport land and whole battalions of troopers unload the battle is in the air and on land You use your two blasters and jet pack to take out hoards of troopers. Once landing you hold out your arm activating your vambrace flamethrower keeping the troopers away from you one shoots you the blaster deflecting off of your shoulder pauldron then you deliver a front kick to another while almost nonchalantly shooting two more troopers. Over the speakers a coded message rings out that was the message to retreat most officers fall back to get onto transports and get hasmany supplies and important information as possible. You try to give as much time as possible to the resistance to get to safety you picks up a larger blaster that one of the dead troopers had and used to to hit more enemies as possible you watch out of the corner of your eye three tie fighters chasing a familiar Black and orange X-wing before the Ties shot it down and it goes down into the forest “No!” you yell, shooting the last troopers she can and take off running towards the towers of smoke rising in the trees.

You run as fast as possible to the crash site hoping Poe is ok. When you get there it is not a pretty sight flames almost cover the entire ship you pull open the cockpit and your eyes widen poe is limp in his seat you pull out your vibro blade form your boot using it to cut him out of his harness pulling him out of the wreckage and presses the button to release his droid pulling him as far from the wreckage right before the ship blows and you cover his body with yours grimacing as shrapnel imbeds itself into the spaces between the plates of armor. Once the explosion stops and it's safe you look down at poe blood blossoming on his abdomen and body “poe” you call out trying to shake him awake; he just shakes limply under your hands you reach to feel a pulse but you can't sense anything “No Poe wake up” you call out tears welling in your eyes blurring your vision “It's not funny poe come on wake up” your voice breaks and you try to do chest compressions anything but nothing changes. BB-8 watches as you try to recestate Poe and responds with sad beeps missing his master. You ripp of the helmet and you feel like it's suffocating you as tears stream down your face mixing with the dirt and sweat on your face. You have felt pain but nothing like this sobs rake your body shaking with pain gripping onto poe “You- You can't do this to be dameron, you can't leave me now” you are blubbering now not caring if any one sees you it feels like a part of you had died.

“You- Fuck- Your so beautiful even- e-even with tears” Poe rasps out barley awake staring at your face contort to confustion then passing back out.

Hearing him makes you jump up grabbing your helmet, slipping it on and then picking up poe running calling out to BB-8 “Come on we gotta get back to my ship!” You  jump over logs, adrenaline coursing through your veins pushing your body to its limits, not caring how much you are gonna hurt in a few hours, just focused on saving power. You see your ship and slow reaching to press the button on your brace to open the cargo door and run up the ramp placing him on the floor knowing it's not the most comfortable but not caring, pulling your helmet back off you rush to grab the box filled with medical supplies and pulling out bacta patches, stim shots, and the emergency cauterizer.  

You pull off his tsttered clothes striping him down to just boxers and looks for the worst wounds on his abdomen and thigh injecting a stim shot then going in with the cauterizer working on shutting the wounds glad that he wasn't awake for this part the smell of blood and burning skin isn't new to you but knowing it's him makes you sick but once you sealed all the major wounds you placed bacta patches on them then using bacta spray on everyone else. You sit there for a second looking over your work then staring at his face it looks calm but it doesn't have the wrinkles from his smiles or the look in his eyes what she watches from behind her visor so seeing it without it is something else. Her com link in her brace goes off and she scrambles to grabs her helmet then connecting, a relieved sigh leaves her mouth it was leia “I'm glad you made it” leia says with somber undertones “(Y/N) i'm sorry to say but we haven't been able to contact dameron he was the only pilot we can't account for he might not have made it” she says sadly he was like another song to her leia was keeping it together for the sake of the resistance “i know he got shot down by three tie i was able to get him and BB-8 out before his ship exploded “ she explained and watched as a new hope filled the general’s eyes “that is amazing how is he’ you sigh looking down at poe now noticing the slight rise and fall of his chest “ he is knocked out now but once he wakes up i will know more” she explains “How did they find you” You ask now no emotion present in your voice back to being a mandalorian  “i don't know we are trying to figure that out but for now get off world and lay low until we can find a new base” Leia says with a sigh “take care of him ok” you nod “always” you sign off and go back to poe looking over him before getting into the cockpit of your own ship and old imperial command ship you had found for cheap and fixed up yourself. Once in hyperspace you come back out to see poe stirring, you quickly kneel down next to him as he opens his eyes “where am i” he looks around frantically until he sees you “(Y/N) he says softly reaching for you “what happened” he asks “you where shot down; i got there just in time before your ship exploded” you explain watching as he grabs onto the bottom of your helmet “i- i saw your face” he says almost unsure “i thought i lost you; you weren't breathing you were gone” your vision went blurry whether that was from tears or the blood loss of your untreated wounds you didn't care and neither did poe as he lifts up your helmet slowly almost waiting for you to stop him… you don't he drops it with a clang and sits up you are quick to help him. He takes your face in his hands staring at you with so much love and emotion in his eyes that he starts crying also “you are so beautiful” he whispers leaning in to kiss you; you meet half way and the kiss is explosive full of passion and sorrow for what could have been lost he moves his hands down the side of your neck to the back pulling you in closer your hands hold onto his cheeksIt is not a pretty kiss it is dirty and sweaty your tears mixing on your cheeks at they are pressed together, the only reason you separate is to breath and even then your foreheads are touching “you are the first person other than my family that has seen my face since i was 11” you whisper out looking deep into his eyes. He smiles rubbing soft circles into the sides of your face “I'm glad you are just so beautiful. I love you so much, i have fora while you are so complex in all the best ways you are anamazing warrior badass in every way but so soft spoken adn dorky i would die a thousand times if it means i can see your face” he confesses tears start filling your eyes again and his voice breaks with emotion “I love you too, your snarky hummor and being dumb enough to follow a mandalorian in the woods; i knew you were the one and as long as  i am arround you are not dying” she responds softly leaning in again to kiss him. Maybe it wasn't horrible that one person saw her face.

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Baby Love - Part 9

A/N: OMG its been a while!

Hope your all doing okay 💕

This is just a chapter full of fluff im not gonna lie! 💕

Waking up the day after the premiere i dreaded looking at my phone so i just left it on the side and headed to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I wasn't ready to read all the hateful comments again, as long as i didn't look i could just pretend they didn't exist and enjoy my day with Chris. I switched on the radio and hummed along to the song on the radio as i started cooking the bacon and eggs, i actually felt pretty good.

Once breakfast was ready and i had fed Dodger i headed to the bedroom to wake Chris up, he'd had a few drinks last night and had slept like the dead!

"Hey babe.... wake up i made breakfast" i said leaning against the doorframe as i admired the naked man in front of me... he was laying face down hugging my pillow with the sheets just covering his ass. He cracked one eye and looked at me, a sleepy smile spreading across his face as he reached a hand out to me.

"Come back to bed" he mumbled.

"Nope, ive cooked breakfast its getting cold" i chuckled crossing my arms and waiting for him to get up.

"At least come and give me a kiss first"

"I forget how needy you get when your hungover..." i rolled my eyes shaking my head but took the few steps forward and took his hand. Chris pulled me closer and rolled onto his back with a wicked grin. As he pulled me onto the bed with him we both laughed before i leaned forward and gave him the kiss he wanted. I suddenly pulled back with wide eyes looking down at him, i saw the worry flashing over his face.

"What is it? Did i hurt you?" He sat up suddenly trying to work out what was wrong. I slowly shook my head before a smile spread on my face.

"The baby just kicked.... like a proper kick. Not just the little flutters i've been feeling....shit! it did it again!" I laughed grabbing Chris's hand and placing it on my stomach where id been feeling movement.

"I can't feel anything..." he said sadly shaking his head.

"Just wait.... give him a minute"

When the baby kicked again Chris's eyes went wide before he started laughing, excitement in his eyes as he brought his other hand up to cup my baby bump.

"Shit..... i felt that!"

"I told you!"

"That was something else....." he muttered staring at my bump his eyes tearing up, I leant forward pressing a kiss to his lips quickly.

"God i love you"

"I love you too. But come on, your son is hungry.... and mama needs sustenance" i laughed jumping up and rushing back out to the kitchen, i heard Chris laughing behind me and i turned round to catch him following me as he finished pulling on a pair of sweats.

"We're going back to bed after though right?" He asked catching up and wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"I think that can be arranged".

Scott had called around lunch time and Chris had obviously told him all about feeling the baby kicking..... half hour later Scott was at the door!

"Uncle Scott is here to feel the kicks!" He said sounding far too excited when he came bursting through the door.

"Sorry Uncle Scott but your nephew is not very active at the moment" i frowned rubbing a hand over my stomach.

"Thats fine i can wait..... i brought chinese" he smiled holding up the bag of take out, my eyes lit up instantly!

"Ooh did you get..."

"Yes! Of course i got you ribs! Do you take me for a fool??" He asked looking insulted that i would even consider he forgot the ribs.

"Your the best!" I beamed over at Scott suddenly overcome with hunger at the mention of ribs! "Hey babe?...."

"I'll get the pickles" Chris called back before i even asked making me laugh, i could just imagine the looks being exchanged between the brothers but i didn't care. Weird pregnancy cravings were the norm by now. A few seconds later Chris walked in with a plate of ribs, a few pickles on the side.... as soon as the smell reached me i felt the baby kick.

"Hey Scott.... your nephew is kicking!" I called out to Scott who was still plating up his food, be came running out and dramatically dived into the empty seat next to me.

"Hey! Be careful!" Chris scolded his brother shaking his head as he handed me the plate.

"Sorry but i didn't want to miss it again!"

"Give me your hand" i held my hand out for Scotts hand and placed it where i was feeling movement "okay just wait a minute......" i said casually as i tucked in to my food, a moan escaping at how good this food was!

"Jesus, you really like those ribs don't you?" Scott laughed.

"You cant even begin to imagine the satisfaction i get from this right now" i pointed to my plate "its even better than sex!"

"Hey!" Chris moaned looking at me like i spat in his food.

"Im not saying the sex is bad.... because wow i cant get enough of you..."

"Ewww" Scott grumbled making me and Chris laugh.

"Sorry Scotty! But its true!" I took a bite of my pickle and moaned again "honestly, you have no idea how good this is right now".

As if the baby was agreeing he gave a kick right where Scotts hand was resting, his eyes went wide for a few seconds then he was leaning closer talking to my bump, introducing himself as Uncle Scott promising to be the best uncle ever!

"Scott you do know the baby cant hear you" Chris rolled his eyes at his brother as he sat the other side of me.

"Of course he can! Babies can hear in the womb Chris and this baby is gonna know his Uncle Scotts voice!"

I looked at Chris smiling and shaking my head "his right, the baby can hear some stuff.... don't worry" i grabbed Chris's hand "he already knows your voice"

"You don't know that...."

"Sure i do, he moves more when you talk" i smiled "he knows his daddy's voice".

"Promise?"

"Promise".

We eventually finished eating and Scott was happy enough that he had felt the baby kicking. We were halfway through some movie the two of them chose when Scott looked up from his cell phone.

"How was your social media this morning after last night?"

"Not a clue.... i refused to look. I was in a good mood this morning , i didn't need to read all of those shitty comments....it stresses me out and thats no good for the baby....."

"You may be surprised, i've seen nothing but nice things being said. Obviously theres still the odd comment.... but most are saying how their happy for you both"

"Seriously....?" I looked over with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah"

"Wow..... i didn't expect that after the last time i was seen in public with you"

"Anything about the baby?" Chris asked his brother who shook his head.

"Funnily enough no one has mentioned it! Im surprised to be honest i thought they'd be all over that, you weren't exactly hiding that bump of yours"

"Maybe you should make an announcement before it gets out some other way...." i looked at Chris and ran a hand over my swollen belly.

"We can do that if your comfortable with it?...."

"Honestly i just want to be able to leave the house without worrying what i'm wearing, worrying that someone will see that i'm pregnant before we've had the chance to break the news ourselves....."

"Okay..... we'll sort something out".

At some point in the evening i must have fallen asleep because one minute i was watching the movie with Chris and Scott and the next i woke up in bed. The room was dim the only light coming from a lamp on Chris's side of the bed. He was laying close i could tell from his body heat, i was just about to turn to see if he was awake or not when he spoke, but he wasn't talking to me..... he was talking to the baby.

"Hey buddy..... i'm your dad....." he said quietly and i felt him gently stroke my stomach "god i suck at this...." he sighed "i just.... i guess i just wanna make sure you know me and that i love you and your mama so much. I promise i'm gonna take real good care of you both....."

"You already do take care of us" i said quietly reaching a hand up to run through his hair....he looked up at me looking a little embarrassed.

"You wasn't supposed to hear that"

"Are you really worried that the baby won't know who are?" I asked looking into those gorgeous blue eyes of his that i get lost in way too easy!

"Well i wasn't until Scott opened his big mouth but now its all i can think about"

"Chris i promise you your son knows your voice already......"

"How can you be sure?"

"He goes crazy whenever your around especially when your talking"

"He does?...."

"Yep" i smiled moving his hand over to the other side so he could feel the constant kicking currently going on.

"See!"

"Thats kinda crazy"

"I know right?..... so can you please turn off the light and come to bed im exhausted" i chuckled, Chris quickly kissed me and bent to drop a kiss on my baby bump before switching off the lamp. He got into bed pulling me against his chest, his hand spread on the bump and mumbled a goodnight.

"Goodnight.... we love you"

"I love you both too".

I fell asleep with a smile on my face thinking about how god damn sweet this man was and i couldn't help but think about what a great dad he was gonna be.

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Earth’s Princess (Neverland Fanfiction)

Once  Upon A Time in the realm of the Earth a baby was dropped in the woods.Just a blanket keeping her from being killed by the harsh winds and rain.Meant to die,tossed out of a carriage and forgotten.The Earth took pity on her,growing her a pair of heavy,autumn colored wings to keep her warm.The Universe favored this baby,having a sweet witch stumble across her and take her into a safe place.The Witch raised the green eyed girl as her own,teaching her the ways of magic and keeping her safe from the villagers.The villagers did not believe that a human should have magic and that if they did that they were evil and should be killed.That lead to most of the witches finding ways to leave the realm to go elsewhere and fled the village.But Mariana was smart,she stayed in a cottage deep in the woods with her baby.After a year of having the odd child she named her (Y/N).All was well until (Y/N) turned thirteen years old.Mariana had left once and never came back.You had stayed inside the cottage for several days,living off of what was in the cabinets and managing to wash her hair twice.

At the sixth day You realized that Mariana wouldn't come back.SOmething terrible had happened to her,You just knew it.You got what was left of the food,her knives and a few of your favorite books,putting it into a bag with a sheet.You added some of your clothes that could fit.Mariana had sewn you special shirts for your wings,two small slits on the back for if You ever had to fly.You kept them folded around your torso most of the time and the slits were covered by your brown cloak.You laced up your black boots,cleaning up the cottage and making your bed before You stood at the door nervously.You grabbed two last things.A gold ring and a blue knitted hat,You slipped the hat on your head and the ring on your finger.Normal.You was completely normal.Walking away from the house,You realized You really had no idea where You was.You had gone outside a whole four times in your life.When You had been thrown into the woods,when You had learned how to fly,when You was learning to manipulate the Earth and when Mariana had gotten hurt.

You had ran out stupidly to help your mother figure,getting in trouble for being so careless.The young girl wondered what Mariana would think of your actions now.You walked carefully,looking around at all the trees and rocks on the ground.It was a warm day.Pale flowers started to sprout from the ground,creating a path for you to follow.You looked back at the cottage one more time before following the path,tears growing in your eyes.You followed the path for hours until the sun was going down,the sunset matching the color of your wings.The path stopped abruptly at a large tree.You stood behind it,looking out from the side.There was a small cave,just large enough for your to fit.You got a good nap in there,crawling out a few hours later.You had to get further away,knowing for sure that You wasn't safe yet.You took flight,still half asleep.

You didn't quite know where You was going or how to get there,just flying.You stopped at a large tree in the woods.The bark was gray like ash,old and dead.You reached your hand out,stroking the bark as it became brown and full of rich green leaves.You smiled at your work as some jewels and chunks of metal came out of the ground.You picked them up,putting the shiny,expensive rocks into your pocket.All except one,a dark blue crystal.You picked it up before putting it back down. “Bring this to Marianna.”You whispered,the gem being eaten by the dirt.You sat on the ground,listening to all the noises from the woods.You could hear men conversating from far away.A town.Go and trade your gems for some food.You stood up,climbing to the highest point of the tree.You could see buildings and light in the distance.You flew low,being covered by the trees.You found a bar,full of people.You stood at a window,staring at one man in particular. “Hey!''A boy's voice whispered.Crap.You turned,seeing a boy with dark brown hair around your age. “What are you doing?”He asked.You shrugged,turning back to the window. “Im waiting for my dad.What’s your name?”He asked.You ignored him,still looking in the window.You gained control of one woman.You walked over in a daze,opening the window and handing (Y/N) a loaf of bread.The woman closed the window,turning around and leaving. “How did you get her to do that?”The boy asked.

You turned your attention back to the boy,eyes focusing in the darkness. “You didn't see that happen.”You told him.He nodded,walking away.Flowers budded at his feet and he turned around. “Hi.”He smiled.Talk to him.(Y/N) sighed quietly. “Hi.”You answered softly. “What’s your name?”He asked.You can tell him. “(Y/N).”You answered quietly. “Im Baelfire,you aren't from around here.”He observed.You shook your head,sliding the bread into the inside of her cloak.He looked into the bar,seeing a fight breaking out.He sighed. “So where are you from?”He asked.You just shrugged. “You don't know where you're from?”He asked.You shook your head.You had come from somewhere far away. “Oh.Okay.”He sighed.You went to go walk away,going down the street.It was pretty empty,You could hear mice and crickets.Baelfire jogged,catching up behind you. “Where are you going?”He asked. “I don't know,somewhere.”You answered.He nodded. “Can I come?”He asked.You raised an eyebrow. “You should wait for your father.”You answered,watching an emerald come from the ground two yards in front of you.He shook his head. “He doesn't care where I go,he doesnt love me.''He shrugged.You kneeled,picking up the emerald and putting it in your pocket. “How do you know for sure?”You asked,beginning to walk down the brick street.

“Well,my father.He’s the dark one.”He sighed quietly,waiting for you to freak out.You didn't though,still walking along. “Is that bad?” asked.His jaw fell. “Seriously?”He laughed.

You nodded. “Wow,you’re really not from anywhere around here.My father is evil.”He grumbled.You nodded,listening to him complain about his father. “I never knew my parents.”You huffed.He stayed quiet for a minute.They were really far away from the bar now. “Oh...im sorry.”He spoke quietly.You just shrugged,smiling as a lily sprouted between the bricks of the streets. “It's fine.”You answered,picking up the lily. “Are you a witch?”He asked,stopping as You ran your finger over the lily petals.You can tell him.You nodded. “I am a garden witch.”You answered.His eyebrows furrowed. “What does that mean?”He asked.You laughed quietly. “It means I'm a garden witch.The Earth likes me.”You answered,taking a turn into an alleyway.He followed you. “But you’re...you’re a good witch?”He asked.You just nodded,going into the forest. “Do you know where you’re going yet?”He asked.You nodded. “I know that you're gonna go back home.”You grinned,turning to look at him.He shook his head. “Nope.”He answered.You rolled your eyes. “Let's make a deal.”You suggested.He gulped.His dad said that far too much,but he listened anyway. “If you go back home now,I'll talk to you tomorrow.”You suggested,waiting for his answer.He bit the inside of his cheek. “But how would you find me?”He asked.Another flower grew next to you.

 “It’ll be easy to find you.Deal?”You asked.He nodded,waving good bye.That had been a lot more difficult than You thought it would be.Now You had to stay around for a while,deal with the boy that wanted to leave his father.How bad could that man possibly be?Quite bad,but he has his reasons.It was probably around three in the morning now.You sat down on the ground,ripping off a piece of bread and burying it. “Bring that to Marianna,please.”You whispered.You walked around the forest for a while.You walked for hours,helping the sad trees before You was brought to a house in the woods.It was separated from other houses,the closest ones probably a fourth mile away.A lily grew at the door.That was the boy's house.Baelfire's house.Who would name their kid Baelfire?Well maybe that was a normal name,You wouldn't know.When the sun began to rise over the trees and You heard shuffling from inside the house You walked around to the front door and knocked.A man with a sword opened the door,ready to attack.He was half a foot taller than you,wearing red robes with long dark hair.He was awfully pale,skeleton like.He had lizard like eyes that seemed awfully surprised to see a child. “Hello.”He said in a questioning tone. “Are you a friend of Bae’s?”He asked.(Y/N) just nodded awkwardly.

The man held up his finger,closing the door.You could hear him jogging to go get his son. “Papa...it's too early.”He groaned. “You have a friend here to see you.”He told the boy.Baelfire practically jumped out of his bed,going to the door and opening it. “(Y/N)!Hi!”He smiled at the short (Y/H/C). “Hi.”You answered quietly.He let you inside,closing the door behind him. “I haven't scared everybody away.”Rumple said proudly.You stood awkwardly. “Breakfast!Let’s have breakfast.”Rumple said quickly,going into the kitchen. “Do garden witches eat breakfast?”He asked the (Y/H/C) quietly.You nodded,laughing quietly. “You know that I'm not a cactus,right?”You asked.He looked at you funny. “What?”He asked.You sighed quietly. “Nevermind.”You mumbled.They went into his room and You went over to his bookshelves. “Do all humans know how to read?”You asked,looking at the dusty books. “Um...Some of us I guess.How did you find my house so easy?”He asked.You shrugged. “Sorry about my papa,he isnt used to people coming around the house.”The boy apologized.You nodded,scratching at your cheekbone. “You have a bruise.How did it happen?”He asked,pointing at your cheekbone.You shrugged.He looked at you for a few seconds,like he didn't believe you. “Your father isn't so bad.”You said quietly,playing with a chunk of gold. 

“Not around you,I guess.Where did that come from?”He asked. “The earth just gives me things.”You replied.He stayed quiet,watching the metal shine in the sun. “You know that all magic isn't bad.”You said quietly.He nodded. “Breakfast is ready.”Rumple announced,standing in the doorway.Baelfire got up first but (Y/N) took a minute. “Are you okay?”He asked.You nodded,standing up. “So I heard that you're a witch.”Rumple said,sitting at the table.Baelfire gulped nervously.You nodded,sitting next to the young boy. “So what is it that you do with your magic?”He asked.Three plates were on the table,one with pancakes,one with fruit and one with eggs.You tapped your foot awkwardly. “Just little things.Its an Earth based magic,I just help out plants.”You mumbled,grabbing a single grape.Rumple nodded. “You are mortal,I assume?”He asked.You shrugged. “So what are your plans for the day,Bae?”Rumple asked.The boy looked over at the (Y/H/C) girl. “I don't know.Are we doing anything today?”He asked,eyes widening.you took the hint. “I promised to show him the difference between sad trees and happy trees.''you said softly.Baelfire smiled,nodding along.Rumple’s eyebrows and nose wrinkled. “Trees have feelings?”He asked.You nodded. “Of course they do.”You answered.Rumple nodded along,not quite believing you.The two children went to leave,Rumple saying that he wanted to speak to Baelfire for a moment alone before they left.

You stood outside the door,ears listening to the conversation. “You like her?”Rumple questioned.Baelfire did not respond. “You be careful out there,be back before the sun goes down.”He instructed.Baelfire opened the door,jumping when he saw (Y/N) right next to him. “So what are we actually doing?”He whispered. “Difference between happy and sad trees.”You repeated before running off into the woods.He grinned,running after you.You stopped at one tree,breathing quickly. “Wow...the outside world really is wonderful.”You said softly,approaching the tree. “The outside world?”He asked.You nodded,pointing to the tree. “He is sad.Can you tell?”You asked.He shook his head.It looked pretty normal.You poked it with your finger,the bark firming and becoming dark as hundreds of purple flowers grew off the sticks.Baelfire smiled in amazement,looking at the tree. “He’s happy now?”Baelfire asked.(Y/N) shook your head. “No,but he’s healthy now.Thats always a good start.”You sighed.Baelfire looked around,seeing a small tree with light colored bark and dying leaves. “What about that one?”He asked,gesturing to it.You looked over,smiling. “She’s happy.”You answered.Baelfire looked confused. “But she’s not healthy.”He mumbled.You looked up at him. “She’s healthy,she just doesn't look like the other trees.”You told him before running again.He sighed,running after you.

He had no idea where You was going,he usually did not go into these parts of the woods.You stopped at a large rock.He was panting and out of breath,but You wasn't.You jumped onto the rock,pulling out a knife. “What are you doing?”He asked,getting onto the rock. “shhh…..”You said quietly,scratching the rock gently with your knife.The rock moved slightly.He stood up,alarmed.You scratched it again.The rock quite literally stood up,walking around slowly.His eyes widened.You seemed unfazed,sliding off of the creature and putting the knife back in her pocket.He jumped off,watching as the rock walked away. “What was that?”He asked. “That’s a rock.”You answered,grabbing his arm and dragging him along.You’re welcome,you wouldn't be friends if it weren't for me.You sighed quietly. “We should be careful,there is a cliff ahead.”He warned.You nodded. “I am aware.”You answered,letting go of his arm eventually.He trusted her,for some reason.He was told to never trust a witch.But then again,you were only a  five foot tall garden witch after all.You couldn't really do much harm.You stopped right by the cliff.He was kind of worried that You was gonna push him off. “What are you doing?”He asked.You didn't answer him,looking at the other side of the gap. “Have you ever been to that side?”You asked quietly. “No.”He answered simply.

 “Do you want to go to the other side?”You asked.

[embeanwrites]

Finding Home Gavin Reed x Reader

Chapter 23

Masterlist

It took Gavin and me a total of 30 minutes to get dressed and head to the hospital my dad was at. I tried calling Connor in the car, but he didn’t answer, which caused me to worry even more.

Gavin was driving and he had one hand firmly on my leg that kept bouncing up and down. How did this happen? I kept asking myself as I stared out the window. I thought he was taking care of himself more. Why did this have to happen now? Right when things were getting better between us. Gavin pulled up to the hospital and stopped the car at the emergency room front doors.  

“Go find Connor. I’ll park and catch up.” I nodded and jumped out of the car, practically running into the hospital. I followed the signs for the surgery waiting room. I looked through the door window and saw Connor sitting in a chair with his eyes forward. When I pushed the door open he quickly looked over and got up. I ran to him and hugged him tightly, trying not to cry. He held me equally as tight.  

“What happened?” My voice was raspy, while my mind was racing the rest of my body was still trying to wake up.

“He got up in the middle of the night for a glass of water and I heard the glass drop from my room. I called the ambulance right away. They’re performing an atherectomy right now.” He pulled out of the hug and I reluctantly let go of him.

“Have…” I paused trying to stop myself from crying. “Have the doctors given you any updates?” I heard the door open again and in a second Gavin’s arms were around me. I grabbed his hands and held them tightly, welcoming the warmth and comfort. I noticed my hands were shaking, so I gripped his hands tighter in an attempt to steady them.  

“No, nothing yet. I have only been here for an hour. The surgery takes about two and recovery is about three hours, but that’s according to averages. I don’t know if it will be shorter or longer.” I nodded. “I didn’t mean to make you rush here. Humans need sleep, (Y/n). You can go home and I can call you the moment I get any update.” Connor said softly, I quickly shook my head.

“No, I’m staying here with you.” He started to argue. “Connor, I’m not budging on this.” I untangled myself from Gavin and turned to look at him. I gently took my hands and cupped his cheeks, running my thumbs across his stubble. “Gavin, you have work in a couple of hours, you should go home and get some rest.”

“I’m staying with you for as long as I can. I’ve run on less sleep before.” He put his hands over mine and gently pulled them down. He squeezed my hands and I nodded, grateful he was willing to stay. Connor sat back down and I sat next to him. I grabbed both of their hands and held them.

I woke up still in the waiting room. I must have fallen asleep at some point. Groaning, I sat up and wiped my mouth. I looked over at Connor.

“Oh my god, Connor. I’m so sorry I drooled on you. You should’ve woken me up.” I looked over to my left where Gavin had been.

“He had to get to the precinct. We both decided it would be best not to wake you.” I nodded and yawned. “There have been no updates, but I expect we will hear something soon.” I laid my head back on Connor’s shoulder.

“Are you scared?” I asked softly.

“The surgery has a high survival rate and the ambulance got to the house in under five minutes. Despite those reassuring facts, I still find myself worried.” Connor whispered. I noticed his LED for the first time since arriving. It was red.

“He’s strong, survived a lot. This won’t be any different.” I tried to reassure him, but I knew he could tell I was equally worried.

Another half-hour passed before a doctor finally came to talk to us. Both us stood up and met him halfway. I had my arm wrapped around Connor’s to keep myself from shaking too much.

“Ma’am, are you a part of the Anderson family?”

“Yes, we’re both his kids,” I answered quickly, the doctor gave Connor’s LED a quick glance, but decided not to say anything.

“He got here just in time. The surgery took longer than expected, but there were no major complications. He’s in recovery now.”

“Can we see him?” I asked.

“He’s resting right now. He’ll be in recovery for a couple of hours and then he’ll be moved to an inpatient room. I can have one of the nurses come to get you when he’s been moved.”

“Thank you, doctor,” Connor said. He gave us a tightlipped smile and walked away. We both sat back down. I felt exhausted but relieved. “Maybe you should go home and get some rest.” I shook my head and pulled out my phone.

“No, I’m not leaving.” I went to my email and sent my students an email.

Hi everyone,

Due to a family emergency, we will not be meeting in person on Tuesday. Instead, I am going to post a movie, and then on Thursday, we will discuss how the themes of the movie apply to what we are learning. Don’t worry, the film’s target audience was kids so we should have no problem discussing it. If you’d like to get ahead the film is “The Iron Giant.”

I will see you all on Thursday,

Dr. (L/n)

I decided to send Gavin an update text while I was on my phone.

Dad’s in recovery, the surgery went well. We’ll be able to see him in a couple of hours.

thats good. how r u feeling

Tired and worried. I canceled my class on Tuesday.

im going to talk to fowler, see if i can get time off

You don’t have to.

i know

on a case, ill stop by on my lunch break text me the rm #

Okay, stay safe

I took a deep breath and looked at Connor, his LED was still red.

“Have you told Fowler?” Connor remained to look forward.

“Yes, I alerted him last night. He put us both on leave so I can stay with Hank while he recovers. Nines has also offered to help cover our cases.” I nodded.

“I'll be there for him too, you don’t have to do this alone. My class is only two days a week and I can do my research from home.”

“I appreciate that, (Y/n).” Connor gently reached over and held my hand, I gave him a small smile and squeezed his hand, hoping to show him that he’s truly not alone in this.

We both sat in silence waiting for the nurse to come get us. After what felt like 10 hours she finally came over and led us to his room.

It was weird seeing dad in a hospital bed. It reminded me of my mom. When she was sick I got so desensitized to hospitals. We were in and out so often that it almost became a second home, a lot of the nurses even knew my name and kept up with my life. However, being here now makes it feel like the first time all over again. I hadn’t realized I had still been holding Connor’s hand until he gave me a light squeeze. Dad looked to be waking up.

“Hey Dad,” I said softly, letting go of Connor’s hand to sit in one of the chairs near him. I reached for his hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Hey kids,” Dad said hoarsely. “Sorry for scaring you two.” I shook my head back and forth quickly, afraid if I tried talking I would start crying again. I looked up at Connor who took the seat across from me.

“We’re just glad you’re okay, Hank,” Connor said softly.

“Connor, I think we’re pass you calling me Hank.”

“We’re just glad you’re okay...dad.” The three of us smiled and my dad gave a light chuckle.

I’ve been staying at the house for about two weeks now. I had only seen Gavin briefly on Tuesdays and Thursdays when he would stop by my office on his lunch break to check in on me. I can tell that everyone around me was walking on eggshells, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I felt as if I was coasting and I couldn’t seem to break out. Gavin was being extremely understanding of this whole situation. He’d even sent flowers to my office and some flowers to my dad. He also sent a bottle of whiskey that Connor immediately confiscated.

Connor ended up giving up his “room” so I could sleep there while I was helping him with dad. I tried to talk him out of it, but all he really used it for was to store clothes since he didn’t need sleep. He didn’t mind going into stasis on the couch. Connor seemed grateful that I stayed around to relieve some of the burden, besides it was nice being able to spend time with just Connor. I also think dad appreciated me being here to stop Connor from going crazy about his health and what he was eating. I did agree to an extent, but blanched chicken breast with no seasoning, not even a little bit of salt, is crazy.  

Connor and I were sitting on the couch watching some forensics show, that Connor enjoyed picking apart, while dad was resting in the other room. He seemed to be doing a lot better, but I couldn’t bring myself to go back to my apartment except to get clean clothes.

do u wanna come over tonight? connor can handle taking care of ur dad for one night

I don’t know, I have a phone interview tomorrow for my research.

tomorrows saturday

I know, but I’m interviewing Chris and that’s his day off.

u can do a phone interview from my house tho

i know u dont want to leave him yet but its one night and u need a break

ask connor he agrees with me

I bit my lip and looked up at Connor. His brows were furrowed as he rolled his eyes at something the “detective” said on tv. I kicked him softly with my foot to get his attention.

“Do you want me to leave?” I asked tentatively. Connor gave me a gentle look and a small smile. He turned towards me and folded his hands in his lap.

“I think a break is healthy, (Y/n). You only leave the house to go to your class and office hours. I can handle things here. Plus I’m sure you miss Gavin and he misses you.” He said softly. I groaned.

“I don’t like you and Gavin planning things behind my back.” He smiled.

“It’s for your own good. Just go out for one night and come back tomorrow, even if you two decide to just hang out at Gavin’s home. You need to take a break.”

“Just one night,” I whispered looking at my phone.

Pick me up in 30 minutes?

got it pipsqueak. nines is coming over too, something about not wanting to stay at the precinct all night again. is that ok?

Of course!

Some part of me did agree with Connor and Gavin. I was antsy in the house, but I was still worried about not being there when I’m needed. What if something else happened to dad while I was gone? What if Connor needed help and I wasn’t able to get back in time?

“You’re biting your thumb, (Y/n).” Connor’s voice broke through my thoughts and I moved my hand away from my mouth. Connor had begun calling me out whenever I was becoming overly anxious, which was both sweet and annoying.

“Sorry, nerves.” I gave him a wobbly smile.

“He will be fine. I know you’re worried, but I promise I will contact you the moment I fear something may be wrong. He’s been doing really well, it won’t be long until he’s cleared to return to work for desk duty.” Connor put his hand on my shoulder and I nodded.

“I know you’re right. It’s just hard sometimes to turn off that part of my brain.” I gave a nervous chuckle and he nodded his head.

“You should pack a bag, I’m assuming Gavin will be here soon?” I laughed.

“Wow, you sure are in a rush to get rid of me!” Connor rolled his eyes and shook his head. I stood up and stretched.

“Self-care is important, (Y/n).” I waved him off as I headed towards Connor’s room. Grabbing my backpack I filled it with some clothes, a laptop, and my phone charger. I sat down on the bed and fiddled with my bag. The room was just as bare as last time. Once dad was better I wanted to take Connor shopping so he could make the room more his. It would be interesting to see what he would pick out.

Snapping out of my thoughts I put on my backpack and walked back to where Connor was watching tv. I knelt down and started petting Sumo. He was lazing on top of Connor’s feet. I looked up at Connor, he was still entranced by the tv.

“Hey, Con?” I heard him hum. “Once things calm down do you want to go shopping for some decorations for your room? To make it more...you.” He glanced down at me with a small smile.

“I think that could be fun.” I smiled back at him. Things between us felt so natural as a brother and sister duo. Sometimes it felt like we grew up together, I guess for Connor’s case that wasn’t too far apart since he’s only been around for about a year.

“What kind of things do you like? Like what would you want in your room?” His brows furrowed for a moment, but it quickly turned into a smile.

“I would like a lava lamp.” I laughed abruptly, causing Sumo to jump a bit.

“A lava lamp? Connor why?” I said in between laughs, where had he even seen a lava lamp? His face flushed a light blue.

“They look cool. One of the characters in this show has one.” He responded sheepishly. I shook my head and let out another laugh.

“You are the biggest dork I’ve ever met.”

“You’re the one showing her students old movies because she thinks they’re underappreciated.” He teased back.

“Wow, look at you! You’re learning how not to be so uptight all the time.” He frowned.

“I’m better than Nines!” Connor crossed his arms across his chest and huffed in defiance.

“Well, you have had more time as a deviant than him. I’m sure he’ll pass you at some point.” Before Connor could respond my phone went off. “Ah, Gavin’s here. Are you sure you’ll be okay for the night? It’s not too late for me to cancel.” Connor’s expressions soften.

“Everything will be fine. I promise” I nodded and got up.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, text me updates?” I nervously fidgeted with the front door handle.

“Of course, (Y/n).” He gave me a reassuring smile. I took a deep breath and walked to Gavin’s car. Nines was already moving to the backseat, I briefly wondered if he had decided to do that on his own or if Gavin had asked him. Gavin smiled and waved at me. It really had been a while since we’ve relaxed together. I smiled back and got into the car.

“Hey, pipsqueak.” Gavin greeted me, leaning over to give me a kiss on the check.

“Hi Gavin, hi Nines.”

“Hello (Y/n). Thank you for letting me spend some time with you two. I appreciate the break from the precinct.” I nodded, as Gavin started driving.

“Do you always stay at the precinct?” I asked, turning around to look at him. He was sitting up straight with his hands in his lap. As always he looked overly formal.

“Yes, there has been an android apartment complex go up and I have been thinking about getting an apartment there, but as of right now I am perfectly content at the precinct.”

“Except tonight.” I teased, for a brief second his LED flashed yellow and then back to a calm blue.

“If I’m honest I also wanted to check up on you and make sure you’ve been taking care of yourself.” I groaned and closed my eyes.

“Great now I have two overbearing androids worrying about me.” Gavin let out a small chuckle.

“Would you really want it any other way?” Gavin asked. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

“No, I wouldn’t,” I responded softly.

[nctrenjunie]

Heatwaves~ Jaehyun!Doctor X Reader

Author: Sera

Genre: Smut

Comment: YES, finally after losing it I had to rewrite it all :(( I literally have to wake up in less than 2hours ughh. 

Request: I hope you´ll like it!!! <3

You felt kind of hypnotized by the bad feeling that followed you throughout the whole week now. The idea of overworking the past weeks so you can rest now, lingered now only as a regret in your head since catching a cold and having to move to your doctor wasn't really what you would like to call a relaxing break.

The pumping feeling of your headache drove you insane as you tried to cope with the intense lack of sleep that started to roll in now whilst you were waiting for your name to be called. Besides how weak you felt you were sure that you must have had a fever, judging by the big sweater you were wearing under the winter jacket that you usually only took out at the end of the year. And even tho you were packed in thousands of layers, the coldness of your body was also one of the symptoms under which you were suffering right now.

You tried to keep your eyelids open, looking around the room as you fixated your gaze on a boring graphic sketch of a boat, under pressing the loud coughs that you thought you cured earlier with the sweet anti cough syrup you swallowed before making your way a few blocks down to your doctors praxis. 

It seemed peaceful at first, just as if you were in the eye of an hurricane, the waves you were swimming in, trying to get somewhere or maybe to someone. The tranquil ciel waves changed abruptly into aggressive crimson blue ones, almost drowning you into the cold atmosphere as you tried to maintain yourself over water keeping your eyes out for any kind of salvation. It's so cold. You heard your name being called. Looking at the direction, a small boat fell into your sight. You couldn't really distinguish the face of the person on it until the boat neared you. You tried to concentrate, trying to find out who this familiar looking man with a still blurred face was whilst he already gripped your arms to pull you out of the water on the boat. The sky started to brighten again, the storm ending as the familiar stranger pulled you up. “Don't worry I'll keep you warm Y/N.”

“Y/N, Miss Y/N.”

You woke up, looking around the waiting room you must've fallen asleep in. The woman at the receptor called out your name again, getting no response until you abruptly stood up coughing out a small “yes”. Clearly trying to maintain her smile she accompanied you to the room, leaving you alone to wait for a doctor you knew all to good. You sat down on the medbed rubbing your hand over your upper arms to try and keep yourself as warm as you felt at the end of your small dream.

“ So, Miss Y/N. How are we feeling today?”

The silence that lived in the room died down as Doctor Jungs voice brought his bright voice to shine. Looking up you got greeted by his beautiful smile on the familiar face you haven't visited for long. Trying to speak up you coughed out two or three times before answering his questions.

“Why so formal Doctor Jung....”

You started to smile, trying to stay awake. Laughing out of nowhere. Jaehyun, who you've known since a long time joined in by your laughter until he looked at you worried, stopping as you started to cough out again. Taking a break you kept on talking.

“ I've got a headache. My throat hurts and I think I have fever...Jaehyun, I mean doctor give me something.”

“Didn't I tell you to take better care last time? You overwork yourself and then give me work to heal you again? Am I your dad or what?”

You looked at him through  your slightly opened eyes as he moved some things on the desk. The white rolled up sleeves of his medcoat left the perfect view of his veiny underarms, leading your eyes down to his beautiful perfect hands that were typing some things on the keyboard. You closed your eyes, seeing pitch black as you took another break before speaking up again.

“You can be if you...I mean, Im so sleepy, and so cold. Just give some pills and nose spray so I can go home and rest. At least there's warm; it's freezing cold in here.”

“Don't worry Y/N, I can keep you warm if you want.”

You fastly opened your eyes, noticing the deep voice against your ear. You looked into his eyes, now realizing that he was in fact, standing between your legs, one hand against the wall you were leaning on whilst sitting on the medbed. Jaehyuns eyes kept contact with yours as his hand creeped up your leg as same as the warm feeling in your body that you were longing for almost the whole week. No words were exchanged as Jaehyun moved his one hand from the wall to cup your right cheek as he pressed his soft hot lips against your cold ones. You closed your eyes, going in for the kiss deepening the make out session Jaehyun just started. His plump lips were moving slowly against yours, like waves, biting on your under lip sometimes or intertwining his tongue with yours whilst he pressed his thumb against your neck. The purposely hot breaths he left out between the steamy make out session left you craving for more as he filled you with new energy to waste on lust and pleasure. Whilst his mouth was working on heating you up his other hand went down, helping the other one that was already working on taking of all the layers of your body. 

Your winter jacket was the first one to go and then the big sweater that gave Jaehyun's lips the access to leave butterfly kisses on your neck. You panted out by every layer that went its way on the floor. The white medcoat he wore joined your clothes on the clean floor before jaehyun pulled you aggressively closer, putting one hand on your neck and the other one on your waist, embracing your body with his warm broad shoulders as you felt the outline of his abs against your already naked torso.

You moaned out, not keeping down the loud way you panted out his name as his right hand went down over your breast to your already heated pussy. You threw your head in your neck, giving his other hand better access to feel your pulse with two fingers that was pumping hectically against them, leaving him satisfied.

 He would love to see this from another perspective. Your closed eyes only opening themselves to roll back from the ecstasy whilst his one hand was working his magic on your neck. His lips muffling down your loud moans he wants to keep only for himself. His already throbbing out boner leaving a big bulge in his work pants while his other hand was already working magic deep inside of you, making you ready for what's to come. 

“Fuck, you love that right? Getting fingered on a medbed making everything wet? You're so dirty baby. Don't worry baby, im gonna make you feel even warmer. Right, you want that? You want to be fucked good to get back on track?”

Jaehyun kept teasing you, taking his fingers out of you to grope at your inner thigh, his lips speaking out dirty words whilst biting hard on your neck, making your roll back your eyes. He bobbed his hand two or three times over his already freed member before positioning it against your hole, waiting for your answer. You tried to form out an answer, feeling the tip of his dick already poking against your entrance.

“Jae..fuck yes please...please just fuck me and do your job.”

You gasped out, trying to scream out his name as he pumped into you, holding down your hips to keep you from moving. Insane pants were filling the room, your nails digging into his veiny under arms and his hand moving up into your hair, gripping it and moving your head to get a better access on your neck to leave love bites on it. 

“Fuck, fuck...don't stop jae, I'm almost there.”

Listening to your erotic words Jaehyun fastened the pace, fucking you into oblivion until waves of heat crashed over you as he came into you, joining you into the crimson blue ocean of sexual euphoria. Your almost closed eyes closed, leaving you to look into the pitch black nothing. 

The warm body that just kept you warm seemed to be disappeared as you woke up from your dream. Opening your eyes you were met by the bright clinical light and a half amused and half aroused Jaehyun, sitting on a chair before you. Noticing now that you must've fallen asleep you averted your ashamed gaze from his, hiding behind the big layers you were wearing.

“Well you felt so exhausted Y/N, you just fell asleep. I hope you had a good dream, at least it seemed like this.”

Jaehyun's chuckle didn't really hide the big smile that was plastered over his face as he made his way over to you.  Pulling down the fabric that you had covered your head with, he put his lips close to your ear, making you shiver shortly.

“Don't worry i'm gonna do my job and make sure you're kept warm.” 

[xxfanficnationxx]

Lacuna // Teen Wolf Rewrite

Second Chance at First Line Part 3

Masterlist

Last Part

Pairing: Stiles x Reader (Eventually)

Warnings: Physical Violence

A/N: Part 3 it is, Hopefully you enjoy this, i rewrote this episode about a million times, but now it’s in decent shape. Let me know what you think because I think this is my favorite part yet :) (later note: I am SOOOO SORRY this took so long. NGL I had this in my drafts for a while...) but im writing again now that is winter break sooo here you go. 

As Derek's car drives away, Stiles makes his way up the driveway. You all get out of the car, the boys grabbed the shovels.

“Wait, something’s different.” Scott says.

“Yeah, that doesn’t smell right, Scott.” You say, the smell of human blood not apparent.

“Let’s just get this over with.” Scott says as he begins to dig the hole.

You were left with the job of looking out and listening if the car comes back up the driveway.

“This is taking way too long!” Scott says.

“Just keep going.” Stiles says.

“If you would let me help Stiles, I do have super strength.” you say, arms crossed rolling your eyes.

“It’s fine! You don’t need to get your hands dirty.” Stiles replies.

“What if he comes back.” Scott replies.

“Then we get the hell out of here.” Stiles says.

“What if he catches us?” Scott says.

“I have a plan for that.” Stiles says.

“Which is?” Scott asks.

“Y/N runs one way, I run one way, and you run the other way. Whoever he catches first, too bad.” Stiles says.

“I hate that plan” Scott says.

“Can the both of you stop worrying so much. I will let you know if someone’s coming okay. You two reek of misery” you gag.

“Alright Stop, stop, stop” Stiles shovel hits something, they begin to search for what it is.

“Hurry!” Scott says

“I’m trying, but did he have to tie the thing In 900 knots.” Stiles says.

“I’ll do it!” Scott says. As they get it to unravel, the head of a wolf is revealed. You’re standing behind them looking into the hole. Both of the boys scream and jump back hitting you making you scream and fall.

“What the hell is that?!” Stiles screams.

“It’s a wolf!” You say, pushing Stiles off of you, so you can see it better.

“I can see that?!” Stiles retorts, “I thought you smelled blood, as in human blood”

“Told you something was different.” Scott says

“That’s what I smelled.” You says covering your nose.

“This doesn’t make any sense.” Stiles says

“Guys we’ve gotta get out of here it reeks.” That’s when you notice, the aura of the wolf, you can still see it. It’s faint and hardly noticeable but you can see that she felt fear, and betrayal. Tears brim your eyes.

“Okay, help me cover this up.” Stiles looks up, towards a flower.

“What’s wrong.” Scott asks. You look up at the flower too and recognize it.

“You see that flower?” Stiles asks

“What about it?” Scott asks. You sigh, he is so clueless.

“I think it’s -“ stiles starts the sentence.

“Wolfsbane” you say together, you glance at each other. The cold air revealing your breaths.

“What’s that?” Scott says.

“Uh… haven’t you ever seen the Wolf Man?” Stiles asks.

“No..” Scott says. You groan.

“Lon Chaney Jr.” you ask “Claude Rains?” Scott shakes his head

“The original Classic werewolf movie?” Stiles asks, he’s getting worked up.

“No, what??” Scott says.

“You are so unprepared for this.” Stiles says. He gets up and grabs the flower, it starts to spiral around the body. When he was done with it, you looked into the hole

“Stiles” both and and Scott say.

“Holy” Stiles says. You see the girl, you feel her pain. Tears start to silently fall from your eyes.

Stiles places a hand on your back. You close your eyes.

Once Stiles called his dad, it was morning already. Mr. Stilinski, leads Derek out of his house. He locks eyes with you, you feel his betrayal.

You and Scott see Stiles make his way to Derek. He opens the passenger seat to the police car. You focus your hearing on what they are saying.

“Okay, just so you know, I’m not afraid of you.” Stiles says. “Okay maybe I am. Doesn’t matter. I just wanna know something. The girl you killed… she was a were-wolf. She was a different kind, wasn’t she. I mean, she can turn herself into an actual wolf, and I know Scott can’t do that, and Y/N is a tiger. Is that why you killed her?”

“Why are you so worried about me when it’s your friends who are the problem. When he shifts on the field, or when she leaves this town because she can’t find anyone else who knows who she is, what do you think they’re going to do… huh? Just keep cheering Scott on? I can’t stop him from playing, but you can. Y/N is a whole other ballgame. She needs me. But looks like you guys messed that up for her.” Derek says.

‘L-leave…’ you think to yourself ‘what does he mean?’

You were too distracted to notice Stiles getting pulled out of the car by his dad. You move towards Scott as Stiles and Noah talk it out.

“Scott…” you say “did you listen in to what they were saying?”

“Yes” he says. Looking away from your face.

“What he said about me. About me needing him, what do I do?” You say. You were scared.

He looks at you, with determination “We will figure it out. Okay?” You nod your head. Stiles walks over to the two of you, You all get inside the car and start your journey out of the woods.

“I can’t find anything about wolfsbane being used for burial, or anything for Y/N’s… issues” Scott looks at you, uncomfortable with the subject obviously. You sigh.

“Just keep looking, maybe it’s like a ritual or something, like they bury you as a wolf. Or maybe it’s like a special skill you know, like something you have to learn.” Stiles says.

“I’ll put it on my to do list right underneath figuring out how I’m playing this game tonight.” Scott says

“Maybe it’s different for girl were-wolves, or… were-tigers.” Stiles glances at you 

You begin to breath hard, it felt like that night when you walked into the party, you ad a huge headache. 

You start to breathe heavy, Scott looks at you and Stiles gulps loudly.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Stiles asks “Scott?”

You held the backpack on your lap

“No, no I’m not I’m so far from being okay.” Scott yells.

“You know you’re going to have to accept this sooner or later.” Stiles says.

You felt like you were going pass out, you were breathing so hard.

Stiles starts to lose control of the Jeep as Scott is hyperventilating. You can feel your claws digging into the backpack.

“Pull over” Scott says

“Why what’s happening?” Stiles asks.

Scott grabs the backpack from you and opens it, “you kept it!?” Scott screams. He looks up to you and immediately begins to worry for you.

“What was I supposed to do with it?!” Stiles says.

“Stop the car.” Scott says. Your eyes start to shut slowly, all you wanted to do was sleep, that is until you’re thrown forward from the brakes of the Jeep. You didn’t even notice that your teeth and eyes were changed.

Stiles gets out and throws the backpack into the woods, you were hanging over the passenger seat, you throw your legs over as Scott gets out. You gently fall into a deep sleep. You couldn’t even think about what else was happening in the outside world.

The next thing you remember, you were being dragged out of the car by Stiles. You were still pretty loopy, you lift your head and make eye contact with, “Stiles, woah, what are you doing!” you laugh and snort. He pulls your legs out “Weeeee!” you say.

He smiles, “Come on, lets get you inside.” He puts one of your arms over his shoulders and start to walk to your house. 

“When did we get here?” you laugh. He goes to open the door, though it’s locked.

“Where are your keys?” He asks. You pull your arm away and go digging in your pockets and find your keys and attempt to unlock the door, but you drop them. He grabs them and opens the door, replacing your arm around your shoulder. He begins to take you to your room, though as you were passing the kitchen Stiles stops. 

“Ummm, Hello Stiles” Your aunt says, she was in the middle of making her dinner for work. Her eyes are wide looking at your loopy form.

“Auntie!” you say getting excited. 

“She’s not feeling well, I was just going to take her to her room.” He smiles, awkwardly and stumbles with you bringing you to your room. He lays you down on your bed, and begins to take off your shoes. “I’m going to go see if I can help Scott,” He grabs your keys and take the moped keys off the key ring, “I will tell Scott to drive the moped there.” He takes one last look at you, pulling the cover over yourself as you start to fall asleep again. 

After an hour or two you wake up, headache like you couldn’t believe. everything came flowing back to you, ‘I cant believe Stiles had to take me home.’ you groan ‘Oh god, Auntie.” you go to call your auntie, until you see that she had texted you.

Dear lord... You’re never going to live this down. From either of them. 

You remember about the big game tonight, you start to pull yourself together. “It’s time to support my boys.”

You felt a little bit extra, so you started to pull things from the back of your closet. Here we go. 

You walked onto the field, you saw Alison in the stands with Lydia. Stiles looked at you, his mouth slightly open with worry. You smile and wave, and walk towards the girls.

“Hi, my name’s Y/N, are you Allison’s father?” You ask with the nicest smile you can wear.

“Yes, hello, you can call me Argent.” He shakes your hand. You sit in between them.

‘Argent...’

You can feel that Scott’s changed, his heart is beating out of his chest. You look to Stiles, he’s scared.

Scott calms a bit, then shoots the ball into the net, everyone went crazy, people flying out of the stands. I went straight to finding Stiles.

“Yes! Oh my god” Stiles screamed. You found him and hugged him. Taking in his scent, you were purely focused on hugging him]. He held onto you, then pulled away a smile on his lips.

Noah was on the phone next to us. Stiles looks to him, “Dad, what’s wrong?”

Noah looked at us holding his hand out, telling us to wait. He walks up to us, “The medical examiner looked at the other half, she said the cause of death was by animal. Plus the ID of the dead girl was revealed to be Derek's sister, Laura Hale, Derek's getting released.”

You and Stiles looked at each other, that’s when you realized, Scott!

Both of you ran towards the school into the locker room. As you step in you see Allison and Scott kissing.

“Oh god…” Stiles says. You grab his hand, pulling him back behind the lockers

“I gotta get back to my dad” says Allison she starts to walk away. “Hi Stiles, Y/N.” She looks at you and giggles. You raise your hand up to your ear and mouth ‘call me’. You couldn’t wait to hear the details. 

She leaves and Scott come up so us. “I kissed her” he says with a goofy smile.

“I saw” Stiles says. Scott looks down at our hands. And you immediately pull your hand away and awkwardly smile.

“She kissed me” Scott says.

“Saw that too” you say. “Pretty good huh?”

He looks at you with a smile. “I-I-I-I don’t know how, but I controlled it. I pulled it back.” Scott says. “Maybe I can do this, maybe it’s not that bad.”

“Maybe we can do this” you say to him, grabbing his hand.

“We’ll talk later then.” Stiles grabs you and is about to turn around.

Scott grabbed Stiles. “What is it?”

That’s when you broke the news to Scott about the medical examiner and Derek getting released. Maybe it’s not going to be so easy after all.

Part 3, the last part for this episode! let me know what you think will happen next. 

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[the-fiction-witch]

Girl nextdoor

REAL LIFE

COUPLE TBS X READER

RATING SMUTT

"Thomas! Go help your mother with the washing!" My dad yelled as I sat in my room playing London racer, some little game I picked up cheap where you race a classic mini around the London eye

"Uhhh dad! I'm busy!" I yelled back

"Now!" He ordered so I sighed pausing my game and going down into the garden to help my mum while Ava ran around doing something im not sure what?

"Why do I have to help and Ava doesn't?" I complain

"Thomas!" He warns leaning in the patio door "don't get smart with me, else I'm taking your TV"

"But it's not fair!" I complain

"Thomas go to your room!" He ordered

"Thank you" i smiled going to go but he grabbed my shirt

"I'm taking your TV, and your playstation" he says going upstairs but I ran up to my room as fast as I could but he was already unplugging it

"Dad! That's not fair!" I yelled

"I warned you, I understand your going through some kind of teen angsty phase Thomas but enough of it, your grounded until you sort out this attitude problem" he says as he left the room with my TV and my games consoles so I slammed my bedroom door and laid on my bed, until

"Hello?" A little voice giggled from my window

"I'm not in the mood y/n!" I tell her

"I brought you mashmellows" she giggled

"You can leave them on the desk" I sighed but I heard steps and felt her poke my arm "what?" I groan "what do you want y/n?" I ask turning to see her

Whoa! What in holy hell happened to her!

I hadn't seen her since I came home from my last shoot, i- I was only gone three months!

Her hair had been cut off to a pixie almost, her thick glasses still perched on her nose as normal hiding the little freckles there, she had a little shirt with some graphic thing in it I could see her white bra strap where the shirt had slipped away, speaking of which, they where huge! They went exactly little when I left!, and a little short leatherette skirt with blue leggings hugging he thick things close

"Something the matter Thomas?" She asks confused why I had just frozen looking at her

"Wh wh wha wha what happened to you!" I ask in shock

"Ohh? Puberty I guess, yeah, I kinda missed it all" she blushed

"Yeah... I missed it" I nodded blushing hard

"You look nice though" she smiled sitting on my bed with me fixing a stay bit of her hair

"Thank you, but... As much as I want to see you y/n, I'm grounded" I told her

"Ohh I see" she giggled "it's okay, I'll sneak you food and things to do, here you can borrow my ds" she smiled pulling it out her top

"Y- you can fit a whole ds down your bra now?" I ask and she nods handing it to me giving me a hug and climbing out my window and back to her house I sat shocked a while I couldn't stop thinking about her I put her ds on my bedside table unable to think straight, what the hell is happening to me?

I laid laying y/n's ds, for a while mostly just play germ buster on brain training with the sound only in my earbuds till I yawned so I turned it off getting cosy in my bed to get some sleep, I hugged my pillow tightly, I just felt so happy and cosy in my bed Tonight I heard a giggle which made me jump I looked to my window and nothing, she wouldn't be coming over this late anyway so I put a blanket over me trying to fall asleep...

"Ohh Thomas" that sweet voice called to me, I have a thousand memories of that voice of hers but I loved hearing it tonight "heheheh Tommy"

"Umm y/n" I smirked falling deeper into my sleep,

When I woke I could hear the birds tweeting in the garden and I yawned having a stretch but I felt weird

"Hahahaha Thomas was sexy dreaming!" Ava laughed as she stood in my room "ohhh y/n, ohh Thomas!" She laughs

"Ava! Get out of my room!" I yelled throwing a pillow at her and she ran off out my bedroom I sighed going to get out of bed but I felt awful I pulled my covers back and - oh fuck!

I quickly jumped out of bed, best I could given I had some serious morning wood quickly getting my boxers off and getting a clean pair on ohh how the hell am I gonna deal with my bedsheets? Maybe If I completely strip the bed and tell my mum I changed it maybe she won't ask questions and won't look at the sheet

"Thomas?" A gigglely voice asks so I threw my boxers into the bed and climbed back in hidding everything as she climbed in the window "hi" she smiled

"Hi" I smiled

"You okay?" She asks

"Uhh yeah, yeah you uhh you woke me up that's all" I blush

"Heheheh relax Thomas, I've seen you in bed before, we use to have sleepovers remember" she laughs as she came sitting in the bed with me "are you okay? You seem... distant from me?" She asks

"Hu? Why would you think that?" I ask

"You've been acting odd since you came back, I get it, don't exactly wanna be hanging around with some stupid girl now your all grown up" she says

"No no y/n, it's not that" I tell her holding her hand

"Then what?" She asks

"It's... It's hard to explain" I told her "I don't really understand all of it right now but I promise, it's not that I don't want to spend time with you" I told her

"Yay!" She smiled Hugging my chest so I hugged her too she smiled leaving me some more games and heading off home I breathed alittle now she's gone, that didn't help the morning wood! A beautiful sexy girl climbing in my window at half ten in the morning

I hummed as I pegged my clothes on the line luckily I had managed to sneak anything I didn't want my parents to find away in my own laundry so they wouldn't find it currently doing a whole bunch I my boxers including the ones from the other morning

"Hi Thomas?" A little voice giggled I looked at the fence and saw y/n

"Y/n! Hi! Uhhhh hello" I blushed trying to cover up my underwear

"Relax Thomas, nothing I haven't seen before" she giggled winking at me and Running off.

I sighed sitting in my bed I got my stuff back so I was sat playing some games in the dark, I out of boredom during a loading screen I looked out my window spotting the little light next door I got up and looked, out of curiosity but when I did, I saw y/n stood in her room in just her bra and panties I felt like I was gonna explode she looked beautiful, sexy, irresistible like I'd give the word to get my hands on her I hid myself away shutting my curtians and trying to not think about what I saw shutting my game off and trying to get some sleep but I knew I couldn't it hurt! It pulsed and ached! I don't know what to do! I normally just wait for it to go down, but I can't fall asleep like this even if I did I'm just going to repeat the other week, I thought for ages trying to make it go down, but I felt my hand slip down my stomach and into my boxers not sure why I only really do that if my hands are cold, but I gripped the hard shaft and my eyes rolled back it felt so good I instantly Ran my hand up and down it feeling amazing I couldn't stop my hand working on its own, my head only thinking about one thing... About my pretty little y/n, how amazing she looks now how badly I wanted my hands on her pretty body, how badly I I I want to kiss her and touch her, "uuuhhh y/n!" I groan trying to stop myself from being nosy so my parents and sister won't hear me "uumm uuummmm Y/n..." I wanted her more then I ever have before my beautiful sexy y/n just have her climb in my room in those little dresses and skirts I knew I should stop but I couldn't make myself no Matter how hard I tried to stop "oooh y/n.... Uhh uuuhh" I groaned rolling my head on my pillow when a sudden overwhelming Wave of pleasure washed over me it twinged in my cock but flowed to my head and the tip my toes I couldn't breathe I couldn't think it felt so so good till it stopped. I was eaughsted laid on my bed catching my breath I couldn't even get the strength to open my eyes or move my hand I smirked happy with my little secret and turning over to get some sleep.

I yawned as I stretched getting out of my bed it's been a few weeks since my...  Humm my first time doing it, and I'm not gonna lie I might have a problem. Every night before I go to sleep, every morning before I get dressed, every one I have a bath, any time I'm alone, my hands in my pants I couldn't help it it just feels so nice I didn't want to stop I sat on my bed checking my phone nothing important so I went down getting a drink and noticed the house was empty, they had all gone out they'll be back later so a note said so I shrugged and got dressed sitting in bed watching TV having my hand down my jeans, not even to play with myself I just kinda like having my hand down my pants

"Hello?" She giggled so I quickly took my hand out and did my jeans back up

"Hey" I smiled as she climbed in the window "my parents aren't here y/n, you could have used the door" I laughed

"Now you tell me" she sighed coming and sitting on the other side of my bed "hi"

"Hi" I blushed it was strange having her sat on my bed given everything I've been... doing in my bed lately,

"I brought a movie" she says handing me a dvd box so I had a look

"Why did you bring a nature documentary?" I ask

"Looked interesting could learn something Thomas" she laughs getting up and going to sort my TV I got up and had a stretch walking past her

"I guess so, alright.. you do that I will make popcorn" I told her giving her cheek a kiss as I went past, wait... What the hell did i kiss her for! I froze realizing what I had done

"Uhhh okay," she laughs blushing a little "what was that for?" She asks

"I uhhhhh I ummm I umm well I uhgg" I stutter unable to form any words of any sort of excuse for why the bloody hell I kissed her

"Hehe Don't worry about it Tommy, well talk about it later" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss I blushed hard it feeling like burning where she kissed me I quickly ran downstairs to avoid her eyes making some popcorn and getting some other snacks for us even a bottle of fizzy pop and taking it all up to my room, once I got there she had pulled my curtains and the light was off, all but my little lamp on my bedside table and the light from the TV she was sat against the headboard on my side of my bed where I normally sleep Hugging one of my pillows close to her I smiled blushing hard looking at her in my bed we sorted all the snacks out at the end of the bed so they weren't in the way and she smiled patting the space beside her

"Uhhhh y/n, I just, just give me a minute I have to go do something" I tell her

"Okay" she nods giving my cheek another kiss I blushed just as hard as before I not more I went to go but she grabbed my arm "Don't I got a kissy too?" She giggled as she pulled so I sat on the edge of my bed

"Uhh yeah, sorry I uhh" I blushed

"Don't you want to kiss me?" She asks interwining our fingers so I held her hand

"No no no! Of course I do" I said to her "I'm just... Not the best with people, you know that y/n" I told her giving her cheek a kiss "five minutes I promise" I reasure her kissing her hand so she would let me go and she did so I went to my door and she looked upset "five minutes, and I'll be back y/n" I smiled

"Okay" she giggled tucking herself in my bed and blowing me a kiss so I blew her a kiss too before I left my room the second I shut the door I bolted down the corridor to the bathroom ohh my fucking god I kissed her! And she's kissing me! Could I actually get a kiss of y/n? Or maybe even something better!  I didn't know what to do to calm down so I brushed my teeth I already did this morning but if our kisses get more serious then I don't want to be worried about it, I didn't know what to do about...the obvious jeans problem, I'm my bed I'll be so tempted to just stick my hands down them, so I undid my jeans quickly Rubbing going as fast as I could thinking of those heavenly kisses umm I want those sexy lips all over me

"Thomas you okay?" She asks from the other side of the door

"Yeah! I'm fine!" I force out trying to keep going hearing her voice helped alot

"Alright, I'm gonna start an episode okay" she says

"Okay, just give me a couple more minutes" I answered just as I "ummmmmm!" I bit m mouth hard to stop myself screaming as I finished into the sink and crashed into the waves of pleasure I smirked and sorted myself out, washing my hands and face as well as putting alot more deodorant and Body spray and fixing my hair so I looked good for her calming down and going back to my room "what did I miss?" I ask sitting on my bed with her

"Uhh the into, and something about lions" she says eating popcorn

"Fun" I laughed quickly getting some popcorn before she ate it all watching the show a while, they where talking about sloths, y/n likes sloths, not sure why... She finds them cute

"Thomas look it's you" she says pointing to the sloth

"Why is it me?" I asked

"Because your lazy, cute and fluffy" she says resting her head on my shoulder

"Aww... Thanks y/n" I smiled resting my head on hers while she was watching I took her hand again making her smile a little more giving my cheek another kiss I blushed hard looking at her nuzzled on my shoulder I smiled and gave her nose a tiny kiss making her giggle like crazy she smiled looking at me I couldn't help blushing harder looking into her eyes I wanted to kiss her to really kiss her and I think she wanted to as well I went to lean In but -

My phone went off so I grabbed it, it was my mum, y/n moved away a little when I answered

"Hi?" I ask

"Hello, were popping into the store after this did you need anything?" She asks

"Uhh no I'm good" I answered after a few more little things she hung up so I sighed putting my phone away "sorry" I told her

"It's okay" she shrugs watching the TV hardly looking at me we sat quietly for a while till I got an idea I yawned and stretched putting my arm around her making her laugh "really? The old yawn arm around Thomas? That's as old as the hills" she laughs

"It worked didn't it?" I shurg and she nods moving to wrap her arms around my neck so I wrapped my other arm around her waist sitting my hands on her waist she smiled licking her bottom lip as she looked at me I froze unsure really what to do but she moved forward pressing her soft lips against mine, it was like heaven to kiss her, her lips soft and smooth perfectly warm and just wet enough I kissed back best I could and she pulled me closer our kiss deepening as she tilted her head a little moving her lips against my own I kissed her back trying my best to keep up with her till we got into a slow and sweet rythum we kept like this for what felt like forever I never wanted to stop just then her tongue licked across my bottom lip I froze unsure how to respond I slightly opened my mouth letting her tongue slip in she played and toyed with my own so I did it a little to her too, she tasted like honey and apple juice and a little of the salt from the popcorn we had even eating till she moved it away so I slipped my tongue in her mouth and she played and toyed with me still even slightly sucking on my tounge which is what made me pull away

"Something wrong Thomas?" She asks

"Wrong? Ohh no, I just uhh need to get breath back honey" I tell her making her giggle more

"Your a good kisser Thomas" shs smiled

"Thanks, your a great kisser y/n" I told her "in fact could I uhh... Could I kiss you again?" I ask and she nods so I pulled her back and kissed her again still losing myself in everything about her I shifted a little in bed slightly uncomfortable when I felt it so I pulled away and moved away from her arms

"Thomas what's wrong?" She asks

"Ohhh uhhh.... Nothing" I blushed trying to hide it with my arms but I think by her face I think she might have known

"It's alright Thomas I know" she laughs "it has been poking my leg the last half hour"

"It has?" I ask and she nods "I'm sorry honey I didn't mean to-"

"Thomas it's alright, your a boy, I'm not surprised it happened I mean it was some pretty serious kissing" she smiled "I was expecting you to its alright"

"Your sure?" I ask and she nods

"I mean, you could always play around with me while we're kissing if you wanted" she smiled

"I I I I I could?" I stutter

"If you like to" she smiled "and maybe if you did I would play too and sort any problems that arise" she smirked

"Uhhh okay" I nod blushing very hard giving her another kiss she giggled giving me a kiss too soon enough we where back to making out I was about to move my hands and -

The door opened and my bedroom light clicked on so I quickly pulled away putting some distance between me and y/n

"What where you to doing up here?" My dad asks

"Nothing" i answered

"In your room? in the dark? In bed?" He asks

"Watching TV" she smiled

"Alright, you should head home now y/n, your parents will be worried" he said leaving my room and we sighed

"That was close" i blushed

"Indeed it was, my house tomorrow, we can lock the door" she winked getting her stuff

"Uhhh y/n, before you go... I- I really do like you, and if we're gonna keep kissing an stuff I I'd really like us to... Be something" I explain and she giggled at me

"Of course Thomas" she smiled kissing me "see you Tomorrow, my sweet boyfriend" she smiled

"Tomorrow, my beautiful girlfriend" I smiled giving her one more kiss before she went off home.

[negandarylsatisfaction]

[SUMMARY: PRE-APOCALYPSE Negan struggles to raise three daughters on his own after his wife passes away.]

Drama

It had been five months now since Negans wife passed away. Five months of Negan being completely responsible for three girls all on his own and sometimes he honestly felt like he didn’t know what the fuck he was doing. Having no other family around to help him he had to figure all on his own how to work with his three daughters. His wife, Clara did most of the work when it came to the girls, all he really did was work and made sure everyone had anything they needed. The two of them were high school sweethearts who got married and had Maddie who was now seventeen, Molly who was eight and Madeline who was three.

A mixture of depression and exhaustion, Negan found himself never being able to catch his breath when it came to raising them on his own.

Negan awoke early that morning like he usually did to start making everyone breakfast. He sat back on the chair and told himself he’d close his eyes for just a couple of mins when he suddenly awoke to the fire alarm going off.

“Dad wake up!” Maddie came running down the stairs to small flames on the stove making Negan jump out of his chair.

“God dammit!” Negan grabbed the fire extinguisher and quickly put out the flames as the girls watched behind him in shock.

“Fuck!” He yelled looking at the breakfast he attempted to make completely burnt.

“Dad..language.” His oldest daughter whispered pointing with her eyes to Madeline who was standing in the kitchen half asleep.

“And what are you doing up miss?” Negan quickly changed his tone and carried his youngest daughter in his arms as she lay her head on his shoulder. Since she went to a different school than the oldest two he’d wake her up last and drive her to pre school. Negan looked over at his two oldest daughters who were already dressed and ready to go.

“Here-“ Negan reached in his back pocket with Madeline’s arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

“Buy you and your sister some breakfast. Your lunch is packed already.” He gave his daughter, who looked disappointed, a twenty dollar bill.

She sighed and grabbed her backpack taking Molly by the hand and heading for the door.

“Alright, you two have a good day at school. Pay attention in class, do your work and remember I’ll be home a little late today so Maddie-“

“Yes I know. Pick up Madeline from preschool and just heat up the food in the fridge. I know.” She sighed taking her younger sister by the hand and heading out the door. Negan sighed rubbing Madeline’s back softly as she lay comfortably on his shoulder looking at the mess in the kitchen.

“I know kid, daddy isn’t mommy.” He whispered throwing a rag into the sink feeling defeated and headed up the stairs to get ready for a long day.

Later that evening when Negan arrived home he wasn’t in the best mood. His boss had been giving him hell and making him stay extra hours, he was stressed with bills, and hated getting home late when he knew his daughters were already home. He walked through the door exhausted picking up the mail and looking through them when he tripped over something in the doorway. Putting the mail down he noticed a mess of toys all over the floor making him sigh in annoyance.

“God dammit Maddie didn’t I tell you to make sure they didn’t leave a mess!” He yelled kicking a toy to the side when he looked over and noticed Madeline was by herself in the playpen.

“Sweetheart, what on earth are you doing there by yourself?” Negan quickly put his stuff down and picked his daughter up in his arms looking around the house for Molly and Maddie.

“Molly! Maddie!” He yelled picking up stuff as he walked through the house when he heard the front door close. Negan frowned making his way back to find Maddie and Molly had just walked into the house. Anger arose in him as he realized she had left Madeline by herself in the house.

“Where the fuck were you?“ his attempt to whisper curse words always failed when he got angry.

“Dad-“

“Where!? You leave your three year old sister alone like that in the house, where the hell did you go!?” Molly looked up at her older sister knowing she was in trouble and remained silent.

“I just went real quick to meet a friend a couple blocks away, Molly was with me-“

“And what about Madeline. How can you leave her here like that? What the hell is wrong with you?!” He yelled and felt his daughter tremble in his arms.

“You know what, Molly upstairs to your room, Im taking Madeline with you. Your sister and I need to have a long talk.”

Negan came back down the stairs to find his daughter sitting in the kitchen with her arms crossed.

“What the hell is wrong you? What if something happened to her while you were out of the house huh? Then what?”

Maddie sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes.

“Don’t you roll your eyes at me young lady.” Negans dark tone made his daughter even more upset.

“I’m trusting you to help me Maddie, you’re all the help I’ve got-“

“That’s the thing dad. I’m not mom! I have my own life, I want to go out I want to have fun. I shouldn’t be having to do all of this stuff.”

Negan sighed with his hands on his hips, he knew it would come to this.

“You shouldn’t have to live like this but unfortunately this is how shit is. You think I want to live like this without your mom here? How the hell do you think it’s going for me? I fucking can’t do shit without your mother, I don’t even know how she did half the shit she did.” Negan turned in frustration feeling a lump in his throat at the mention of his wife.

“I’m trying to be the best god damn father I can be but it’s a little harder than I thought...I need your help Maddie.” Negan turned back to her with desperation in his eyes.

“Only you know how to tie Molly’s shoes the way mom did it, only you know how mom used to sing Madeline to sleep..” Maddie softened at her dads words. It was true, Negan wasn’t really the greatest when it came to singing for his kids and he never learned the song Clara used to sing that taught them all how to tie their shoes.

“I know...I’m sorry dad..I don’t know what I was thinking today. I just thought a few minutes wouldn’t hurt.”

“Just don’t do it again.” Negan spoke low yet with a stern voice. Maddie looked up at her father with glossy eyes making Negan sigh.

“Come here.” He uttered low pulling her into his embrace.

“I know you miss mom. Trust me, I do too. I know I’m not the best at all this but I’m trying. I really am...you girls are all I got.” Negan planted a soft kiss on his daughters forehead making her smile.

“I’m gonna go give Madeline a bath now and get her ready for bed. Dinner was good by the way, thank you.” She smiled making Negan smile. But through his smile there was clear sadness in his eyes. He nodded and let his daughter run up stairs while he sat back in the kitchen by himself. The anxiety and stress getting the best of Negan in a way it never had before. He looked over at the cabinet over the kitchen sink and cursed at himself. He knew what he had hidden in there, he knew he should’ve gotten rid of it when he had the chance.

Negan looked up the stairs and didn’t see anyone in sight before opening up the cabinet and pulling out a bottle of whiskey.

“Fucking damn you..” Negan whispered looking down at the bottle. He had not had a drink since the night his wife passed away. He promised himself after that night he wouldn’t take a sip ever again, some promises were just too hard to keep.

Without taking another second to think he opened up the bottle and frustratedly poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took a sip and let out a deep groan savoring the taste he hadn’t had in months.

Negan looked back up the stairs and poured himself some more eventually taking the bottle with him and laying back on the living room couch.

A couple hours later, Negan lay drunk laughing at what he was watching on the television before him. Laughing so loud, Maddie had come down the stairs to ask him to tone it down.

“Dad?” Maddie walked into the living room and instantly noticed the empty liquor bottle on the floor beside the couch. Her father lay with his head back still laughing at whatever it was he was watching.

“Are you serious, dad?” Negan jumped up not having heard his daughter the first time she entered the room. She immediately noticed how drunk he was.

“After asking me for my help this is what you do? Drink? Don’t you remember how much mom hated when you drank?” Negan looked down feeling ashamed, he didn’t mean for her to see him like this. It was true what she was saying, Clara hated to see him drunk. She always called it “wasted energy.”

“Of all things to do, do you need a reminder of how we lost her?!”

“Hey!” Negan yelled barely able to say much in response. He knew she were right...he knew he was wrong. He zoned out and began thinking of that fatal night. Negan forever blamed himself for it.

One night Clara had asked Negan to bring milk on the way home for breakfast the next morning, him being the busy man he was, forgot. Clara didn’t make a big deal of it and insisted she’d go quickly in the car to pick it up although Negan was ready to go. Clara left and never made it back.

A man who was driving under the influence was on the road that night, crashed right into Negans truck with Clara in it. He was told she didn’t feel a thing and died instantly...the man lived. Fury in him arose whenever he thought about that man.

“Dad!” Maddie snapped Negan out of his dark thoughts and grabbed the bottle from the floor and threw it out.

“Let’s get you to bed.”

She was calm, she knew her father had been dealing with a lot and she wasn’t making it any easier for him. Negan alone with three young girls to raise was something he never imagined for himself. He didn’t argue with Maddie and got up from the couch slowly making his way up to his bedroom.

“Molly? Madeline?” He asked walking up the stairs behind his daughter.

“They’re asleep, just don’t make noise.”

Negan nodded and made his way up to the room thanking his daughter before she went to bed.

With a deep sigh he brushed his hand over the thick salt and pepper hair growing around his lips and closed the door behind him. He walked towards his bed and sat down exhausted before looking over at his night stand. There sat a photo in a gold frame, it was his wedding day. He passed his finger gently over the photo tracing Clara’s face and smiled.

“I miss you, Clara.” He whispered quietly to himself. He began thinking of the night he found out she was pregnant with their first daughter.

“Holy fuck a girl..” he remembered uttering low as he stood in shock at the results. He chuckled remembering how terrified he was to raise one. Clara helped him remain calm. She taught him everything he needed to know and assured him he would be a great father. He needed her now more than ever, he needed her to show him what to do. Raising a young woman and two little girls wasn’t easy but he had no choice. He could still hear her voice now.

“Trust yourself, Negan. You’re not the man you were in high school, you’re ready for these girls.”

Tears formed in his eyes, he missed how much she’d talk to him. Negan could do anything and everything with great arrogance but his weakness were his daughters, always will be.

Negan sighed kicking off his shoes and just lay back in bed, his eyes feeling heavy as he kept thinking about his late wife. This is how it was every night, drunk or sober, Clara was forever deep in his thoughts.