#but the rest downstairs i haven't made it through yet so i just sat there staring like

[ofpolitics]

not me, a 26-year-old woman, having nearly a full on breakdown when my mom asks if any of my dad's history books are special to me. she didn't mean anything by it, and i didn't think when i sat down and started to look through them but ugh, i nearly started sobbing and felt like i couldn't breathe at the idea of getting rid of any of them. it's fine, mom, if i can't get rid of any by the time i move out, i'll just take them all.

[pattypanini]

Jake Kiszka x Reader

Moonlit Waters

Summary: A short run after a long day turns out to be more than you'd bargained for.

Word Count: 5k

Taglist for Oneshots

A/N: Hi everyone! Here is @mar-rein12 and I's first Jake oneshot. Marley has been fiending for Jake, much like most sane people, so we wanted to write a little Jake oneshot. Enjoy our first Jake oneshot, Moonlit Waters.

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, penetrative sex, fingering, praise, dirty talk, slight submissive/dom, flirting, choking, slapping, public sex, skinny dipping

Y/N's POV

Today was such a long day. The kids at school were extra wound up. You thought that after a lengthy math lesson your students would be able to calm down for snack time. You were very much wrong. Just when you sat down at your desk to indulge in your pretzels, you heard a blood-curdling scream from the back of the classroom. 

You perked up from your chair to see what was the matter. Turns out one of the kids convinced another kid that a taki was a strawberry flavored candy. He ended up crying and working himself up so much that he threw up. Just after you had finally calmed down from that situation, you brought out a spring craft to entertain the kids. That didn’t last too long after one of your students got glue stuck in another girl’s hair. You spent half an hour trying to wash the glue out from her hair in the classroom bathroom. On top of all of that, you were drowning in lesson plans and working to finish grading last week's spelling test. You were spent. 

When you finally walk through your front door, you immediately collapse on the couch and take a few minutes to reflect on your day. You thought about your plans for the rest of the evening and realized you had nothing on your plate. You decide that going on a run would be really good for you right now. You pick yourself up from the couch and make your way upstairs to your bedroom. You skim through your athletic sets and decide on a white sports bra and biker shorts matching set. After sliding on your white socks and hot pink Hokas you toss your hair up into a slicked back ponytail and head downstairs. 

You walk out onto your porch and start a running workout on your apple watch. You opt to not bring any water, considering you were just going on a short little run. As you take your normal route you pass by the playground where you sometimes see your students, but after today you decided to just keep running and not make any confrontation. Your adrenaline takes over and you don’t even remember making it to a mile. You take a cut to the left and find a tree to take a breather under. You had been working on your speed so you weren’t worried about having to take a break. 

I wish I had some water.

Why wouldn’t you just bring your hydration pack? Your breathing was heavy. You turn towards the tree, putting your hands up to brace yourself and try to control yourself. As if your heart rate could not get higher you feel a tap on your shoulder. 

You turn around expecting it to be one of your students, but you’re met with the face of a very handsome man. He has big brown eyes and his chestnut locks were tied up in a bun. But the thing that was most apparent to you was his shirtless body. He was toned and muscular in all the right places, and the sheen of sweat over him made you go crazy. 

“Are you okay?” The gorgeous man asks you, his tone laced with concern. 

You just stare back at him with wide eyes for a moment, before you open your mouth to speak. “Yeah… I’m okay. I think I just need some water.” He pulls a water bottle from a fanny pack that was tightly wrapped around his waist. You couldn’t help but stare at his v-line that traveled beneath his black lululemon running shorts. God, why did they have to fit him so perfectly.

He offers the water bottle out to you, you give him a skeptical look. 

“I promise there's nothing wrong with it, I haven't even opened it yet.” You accept the water bottle before taking a few large sips. 

“I needed that, thank you…” You trail off realizing you had never gotten his name.

“Jake.” He reaches a hand out to give you a shake.

“Y/n.” You smile, taking his hand in yours giving him a firm shake. “Well I should get back to my run, thank you for the water Jake.” You offer him a bright smile, turning away to start running again. 

“Wait-” He says before you could get far. “If you don’t mind, could I join you for your run? I promise I’ll keep up with you. I’ve seen you run around the neighborhood before, you're pretty fast.”

You were flattered. “Yeah of course. Do you wanna take my route?”

“Lead the way.” You begin your run with Jake and take him back the way you came. You begin talking with him as you make it back down the sidewalks. You learn that he is new to the area and that he only lives a street down from you. He is kind and very musically talented. He talked about how he's in a band with his brothers and best friend and actually showed you a few songs after you begged to hear them. 

As you pass by the playground for the second time today you hear a loud noise coming from the swings. 

“MISS Y/L/N.” A student of yours screams while being pushed on the swings. 

“Hi Lily.” You send her a bright smile and a wave to her mom. 

“Is that your boyfriend Miss y/l/n?” 

Oh god, this is embarrassing.

“Nope, just a new friend. I’ll see you on Monday.” You give her a warm smile, hoping she will hold off on the inappropriate questions.

As you continue your run, you turn into Jake, giving him an apologetic look. “Sorry about that, kids can be crazy. They always love to speak their mind.” A nervous giggle bubbles out of you.

“No worries, it was funny.” He lets out a laugh. A smile spreads across your face as you hear it. 

—

When you finally make it back to your house, you stand in your driveway. You turn to face him, not really knowing where to go from here.

“I like that route a lot. That was really fun. Thank you for letting me join you.” He shoots you a sweet smile and you can’t ignore the warm feeling in your chest.

“Of course! We should definitely run together more often. It’s nice to have someone who can… almost keep up.” You shoot him a dorky wink and begin to laugh. He joins in on the laughter and you feel honored to be a source of happiness for him.

He stops laughing and he looks… nervous? He looks like he’s thinking about something. “Jake, is everything okay?” You ask him out of concern.

“Yeah, yes. Everything is great actually. I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to get dinner with me tonight? I know it’s last minute and you probably have plans but there is this really good smoothie bowl place in downtown Nashville. Only like 20 minutes away.” He’s nervously pushing his hair back and you can’t help but get butterflies.

“Yes, I’d love to get dinner with you. What time?” 

“Oh okay great! How about I pick you up in an hour?” He says.

“Sounds good, can’t wait.” You start walking up the stairs leading to your front door and turn over your shoulder to smile at him.

You see him eyeing your body up and down. You’re happy you picked the set to wear that you did. You quickly run inside and start a shower. After washing up and shaving you hop out to pick an outfit. You don't want to be too fancy or too underdressed so you opt for a casual floral sundress that you often get compliments on. 

You look at the clock, realizing he will be here to pick you up any minute. You do some light makeup, consisting of only blush and mascara. Your cheeks were a little sunkissed from your run earlier, providing you with a natural glow. Usually, you would curl your hair but due to the time constraints you decide to just let your natural waves dry. 

You quickly run over to the window and see him pulling into the driveway. You scramble to put your beige sandals on and spray a quick spritz of perfume. After grabbing your purse you’re out the door and hurry out to his black Jeep, hopping in the passenger side. 

You were feeling a mix of emotions. It felt like a middle school date. You hadn’t been on a date in a really long time, not a real date at least. Since graduating college you had been busy with substituting and trying to get a job, and since getting one, dating was put on the back burner. 

“Hi Jake.” You lean over and give him a hug over the center console. 

“Hi Y/n, you look so beautiful.” You watch as his eyes trail over your body, his gaze lingering around your chest and traveling down to scan over your bare legs. You blush under his stare. He starts to back out of your driveway and you take the opportunity to admire him. He was wearing a black linen set, the shirt halfway unbuttoned showcasing his tanned chest and stomach. His silver chains resting against his skin in the most perfect contrast. 

You can tell he just showered as well, as the tips of his hair are still wet. His cologne wafts through the air in a clean, woodsy scent. 

“You’re too sweet, you look pretty handsome yourself Mr.Guitarist.” He cracks a smile at the nickname. 

“Ahh, so you remembered, Miss.Y/l/n?” 

You feel your cheeks getting hotter as he continues to talk to you, being flustered by the name he just called you. When your students call you it reminds you of school and all your responsibilities. But when Jake calls you it, it's so incredibly sexy. 

“Why you blushing y/n, I barely said anything?” He props one arm on the center console, opting to drive with only one hand which makes your stomach do a flip. 

“I don’t know, I’m a little nervous. I haven't been on a date with an attractive man in a while.” Your comment makes Jake giggle, making you realize what you just said. “I mean- not that I assumed this was a date, you know just since you asked and…”

“Y/n. It’s a date. I’m happy to be able to spend my evening with such a gorgeous woman.” 

After driving the next 20 minutes with light chatter about running and listening to music you finally got to the cafe. You both hop out of the Jeep, Jake walking you up, making sure to hold the door for you on your way in. After looking at the menu you decide to get a classic banana bowl with granola and nutella, Jake opting for the strawberry banana bowl with granola and topped with assorted fruit. 

After a few moments of waiting your names are finally called. 

Jake makes his way over to the counter. “Anyway I could get these in a bag please? Thank you.” He turns back to you to continue your conversation at hand.

“Aren’t we eating here?” You ask, a little confused at his question. 

“I mean that would be a little boring. I have a place that I think we will both like a lot better. It’s where I take a lot of my runs.” Jake grabs the take out bag off the table and makes his way to the door. Once giving you a helping hand into his car you and Jake were on your way to the mystery location. After a short drive you pull off onto a dirt road that leads back to a large park with lots of hiking and running trails. 

“How have I never known about this?” You say as you hop out of the car.

“I don’t know but it’s really amazing. If you don’t mind a small walk I wanna take you to a really pretty spot. No one will bother us there, it looks off onto a lake and always has the prettiest sunsets.” He says opening the trunk to pull out the folded up gingham picnic blanket. 

“I wouldn’t mind the walk at all.” You grab the bag of smoothie bowls and Jake quickly takes the bag from you, replacing it with his own hand. You really liked how confident he was, always so sure of himself. As he leads you up a small path and around a few curves you finally make it to a hidden space behind a line of trees. It was just as he said. A small patch of land connected to a large lake outlooking into the sunset. It was perfect.

“Wow, Jake. This is just so-” 

“Beautiful?” He turns his head to look down at you, giving you the softest smile. 

“Yeah… yeah, I mean this is incredible.” You look out at the lake, the orange, pinks, and purples of the sky reflecting onto the clear water. 

Jake begins laying out the blanket on the grass before he takes a seat, the water only being a few feet away. 

“I brought a little surprise.” He looks at you with a mischievous grin, as you sit down on the blanket. You give him a questioning look, narrowing your eyes at him.

“Reallyyy…” You crawl over to him on the blanket, wanting to be as close as you possibly could to him. He just has such a magnetic pull, unlike anything you’ve ever experienced with another man. 

“It’s nothing special, just a little something…” He was teasing you now. You give him a certain look as if to say ‘get on with the surprise’. He giggles a little and pulls a green bottle of wine from a bag you didn’t even notice he had grabbed when leaving the car. 

A warm smile spreads across your face at his sweet gesture. “Jake, this is perfect. This is my favorite white wine too, but I don’t buy it very often because of the price. How did you know?” Your smile morphs into a smirk as he hands you the bottle allowing you to inspect it. 

“Just a lucky guess, I suppose. I did forget glasses though.” He looks a little… embarrassed?

“Hmm, well, nothing wrong with drinking it straight from the bottle, am I right?” Your words cause a whole-hearted chuckle to erupt from his chest.

“Nothing wrong with that at all, darling.” There it is again, those goddamn butterflies. Slow your roll, y/n. You just met him today. He reaches into his bag again, pulling out a corkscrew and taking the bottle from your hands. “Let me open this for you.” He pops the cork with ease and immediately takes a large sip of it. “Mmm, that’s some good stuff.” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and hands the bottle over to you, willing you to take a sip. 

You take the bottle, as Jake watches you intently. A newfound confidence surges through you under his gaze, you decide to give him a little bit of a show. You wrap your lips around the rim, making sure to keep eye contact with Jake. You tilt your head back, taking a larger sip than you’d like to admit. You wipe your chest of the wine you spilt. You look back at Jake, he reaches for your chin and wipes your chin clean. 

“So y/n, tell me some more about yourself.” He grabs the bowls and opens them for you, ready to hear whatever you have to say. 

As your night went on and the bottle of wine was polished off, you and Jake knew almost everything about each other. About each other's childhood, jobs, exes, and everything in between. The sun went down and the temperature became chilly.  You never want the night to end. As Jake stares up into the starry sky you admire his profile. His perfect nose, lips, jawline. The way his hair sprawled around his face on the blanket. You were, no doubt, feeling a little fuzzy from the wine. 

“Hey y/n, do you wanna do something fun?” He sits up on his elbow, looking into your eyes. 

“What do you have in mind?” You prop yourself up on your elbows, now. 

“Well usually at this point no one is here. A few people are walking the main track but nothing near here. You wanna skinny dip?” He smirks up to you, tucking your hair behind your ear. 

“Oh,” You can feel the blush rise to your cheeks at his suggestion, “Yes, let's do it.” You are very excited, but also a little nervous. It has been months since any man has seen you naked. You can’t lie though, after seeing Jake in those tiny running shorts you were wondering what else he had to offer. You stand up off the blanket and look around making sure no one is around. As you grab the bottom of your dress you realize Jake is still looking at you. 

“Uh Jake could you-”

“Oh yes sorry.” He flips himself over so he is face down on his stomach. You giggle and pull the dress above your head. After removing your bra and panties, dropping them onto the blanket in a little pile you make your way into the cool water. When Jake heard the water move behind him, he flipped himself back over and rid himself of his clothing in a blink of an eye. He ran into the lake and dove towards the deeper water, splashing you in the process. Normally something like this would turn you off, but you admire how he is mature yet can still have a playful side to himself.

You were unable to get a good look at him just yet, the anticipation absolutely killing you. You swim your way over to him, there was that magnetic pull again. You stop a couple feet in front of him, “So, skinny dipping? What gave you that idea Mr. Guitarist?” 

“I mean would it be bad to say staring at you all night gave me the idea. I mean you are so gorgeous, plus I didn’t want the night to end just yet.” He reaches towards you, grabbing your hands to hold them. The feeling in your core was becoming more prevalent, more than you’d expect. You move his hands to your hips, allowing him access to touch you. With this newly granted privilege Jake pulls you closer to him, so you both are less than a few inches apart.

“You know, you looked breathtaking in that running set today. White is definitely your color.” He speaks lowly into your ear.

“Thank you Jake, your hair looks very good in the bun.”

“Thanks Ms. Y/L/N. I know I haven’t seen you naked yet, but I just know every bit of you is perfect.”

“Yet? What are you insinuating Jake? How sick of you to assume such a thing.” You giggle at your own words, hoping he is enjoying the teasing as much as you are. 

“Oh darling, don’t act like you haven’t been eyeing me up all day. Playing with the skirt of your dress and pulling it up your thigh when we were laying over there. Messing with my hair. You’ve been such a tease all evening. Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t want it.”

“I don’t have to say shit to you.” You smirk at him, trailing your hand up his back to yank his hair, allowing you to look him dead in the eyes. He lets out a short and quiet groan as his hands massage over your hips, traveling dangerously close to your heat.

“Tell me y/n, do you want it or not.” He leans down kissing your neck softly. 

“I think you already know the answer to that.” You release your grip from his hair, and grab onto his hand. He gives you a questioning look before you move his hand to gently rest on your tit. 

“Maybe I do, but I wanna hear you say it.” He squeezes your tits harder.

“Fine, yes I want you, I want you badly. Now are you going to do something about it or not.”

With no time to wait Jake's mouth connects to yours, immediately slipping his tongue into your mouth, both of you fighting for dominance. You allow your hands to travel down his sides and the tops of his thighs, quickly remembering he was completely bare. Jake breaks away from the heated kiss, grabbing your hips and lifting you out of the water. 

After carrying you back over to the blanket, he gently lays you down. You can’t help but feel laid out for him, completely vulnerable. You bring your arms over your chest, in an attempt to cover yourself up. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” He asks you with furrowed brows. 

“What?”

“Covering yourself, I wanna see you darling.” He grabs your wrist, pulling your arms above your head. He takes a moment to admire your chest, a smirk spreads across his face. “Mmmm. See, I told you every bit of you is perfect and goddamn I was so right.” 

Jake leans forward attaching his lips to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses down towards your chest. “Such perfect skin, I’d almost feel bad marking you up.” 

“Do it please, I wanna remember this night.” You bring your hands up to his head, tangling your fingers through his wet locks. 

Jake returns back down, sucking hard into your skin, leaving many purple marks across your chest. “It might look a little better with all these marks now darling.” Jake kisses each of the marks, soothing them each with his tongue. 

You’re pulled out of the heated moment when you remember anyone still out on the lake would without a doubt be able to see what the two of you were up to. “Um, Jake?” He releases his mouth from your chest as he looks up at you.

“What baby, Is everything okay?” He questions your sudden uneasiness, afraid of overstepping any of your boundaries. 

“The people out on the lake…” You trail off, suddenly hyper aware of the situation you were in. 

“What about them?” He smirks down at you.

“W-what if they see?” You bit down on your lip, anxiety building within you. 

“I hope they fucking do. I want them to see me fucking you senselessly, and hearing your pathetic little moans while you try to take my cock.”

“Hmm. Try?” You give him a challenging look and wrap your hand behind the back of his neck, pulling him down so your lips are by his ear. “Who said I couldn’t take your cock, hm?” 

“Oh, baby we will see about that.” He gives a quick kiss to your plump lips, in the most taunting, condescending way. 

“I’m a good girl, Jake. I take what’s given to me sooo well, but you wouldn’t know that because you’re being so goddamn slow. Just fuck me already.” You spit back at him, willing him to just do something, anything. 

“Keep being a fucking brat and you’ll be wishing you didn’t say that. You’ll get it when I say you can.” His hand snakes up to rest on your throat, his gripping slightly tightening. 

“Harder.” You watch him smirk, and just shake his head in disbelief. 

“Who knew we had a little freak on our hands. Tsk tsk.” He leans his head down to your ear now. “But if that's what the ‘good girl’ wants, it’s what she’ll get.” His grip tightens around your neck causing a whimper to escape from your lips. 

“Jake, fucking touch me. Please, baby, please. Need it so bad.” Sure, you sound desperate, but you most definitely are. 

“Well, since you begged me so pretty…” His hand traces its way down your chest and over your stomach to rest right over your center. He slides his fingers over your slit collecting the wetness pooling at your entrance. 

A loud whine escapes from you. He is barely even touching you yet, but the effects of the wine were causing you increased sensitivity. 

His touch moves up to your clit, rubbing gentle circles. You’re struggling to keep yourself composed, squirming and twisting underneath him. 

“Look at this pretty, little clit so swollen and sensitive for me. Who got you like this baby?”

“You- fuck. You do,” You are practically panting, legs shaking, head spinning. His touch is so addictive, you are sure you never want him to leave from in between your thighs. 

He takes your moment of hysteria to slip in a finger. You grip onto his biceps in attempt to ground yourself. To keep yourself as collected as you possibly can when the most attractive man, you may have ever seen, has his fingers deep in your pussy. 

He adds another finger, while also picking up speed. You feel your orgasm quickly approaching you. 

“You’re so wet, darling. My fingers are sliding in and out of this gorgeous pussy so easy, fuck.” He looks down at his fingers that are now drilling into you. 

“Oh god don’t stop Jake please I’m so fucking close.”

“Yeah? Are you baby? You want me to get you there, make you feel so good and cum all over my fingers.” His lips connect with your hardened nipple, giving a harsh suck. 

His other hand that was once on your neck, trails down landing directly on your clit. With only a couple swirls and a few more pumps, you were unraveling beneath him. Moans and curses flying from your tongue and floating into the night air. Your body tenses up and then relaxes. 

His look of amazement and admiration was enough for you to gather the strength for the main event. 

“You cum so pretty darling. You ready for my cock now?” You quickly nod in response, unable to form any actual words. He lines himself up at your entrance and slowly slides himself inside you. 

“Oh God.” You whimper out, the stretch slightly painful yet so delicious. He stays there a few moments to allow you to adjust to his large size. 

“You gonna take my fat cock as well as you say?” He begins to move his hips, rather slowly at first.

“Mmm, yes baby. Anything for you, fuck.” You grip onto his ass coaxing him to go faster. 

“Aht,” He gives a swift smack to your clit, causing your body to recoil and eyes to roll back into your skull. “I’ll go at my own pace, thank you very much.” He continues on with his slow but deep thrusts. 

“I-I’m sorry, sir.” You watch his eyes darken from the name. You unknowingly hit his weak spot, causing him to speed up his pace. Taking notice of this change, you decide to have a little fun with him. “Sir, eh? That really get you going baby?” 

“You have no idea what you do to me, darling. You’re just so fucking sexy. Say it again.” He’s practically slamming into you now, feeling his tip brush against your cervix. 

“God you’re so deep, harder. Please sir, I’m begging.”

He takes long, deep thrusts inside of you. You were almost at your breaking point yet again. How he manages to do that to you so quickly, you were unsure. Must be magic in those fingers and cock of his. 

“So.” He gives you a particularly deep thrust. “Fucking.” Followed by another. “Tight.” He gives another, and quickly proceeds to piston in and out of your soaked core. 

“Oh my god Jake I’m gonna cum don’t stop.” You were gripping him so tight, he might have bruises tomorrow. 

“Cum baby, cum around my cock.” You feel the wave of pleasure wash over you, feeling that familiar tightness in your core. As Jake reaches his high you continue to take in all of him. 

“Cum in my mouth Jake, I wanna taste you so bad. Please, sir?”

“Oh fuck baby…” Jake pulls out of you, bringing his cock to your face. You grab his length, stroking him to his completion. 

His head falls back as an animalistic groan releases from inside him. “I’m cumming, holy shit.” You feel his liquids hit the back of your throat, the warmth and saltiness washing over your tastebuds. 

He pulls his cock out of your mouth, but you refuse to swallow it down just yet. You tap him on his thigh signaling him to look at your face. You open your mouth, allowing him to see his cum sitting there on your tongue. 

“Fuck…” Jake wipes a little from the corner of your mouth. Figuring you’d savored his flavor long enough, you swallow him down. 

He collapses beside you on the blanket, both of you attempting to catch your breath. 

“I would offer you a drink after that but we’re out of wine.” He giggles pulling you closer to him.\, wrapping an arm around your waist. 

“That’s okay, I don’t mind the taste of you.” Jake chuckles, pressing a kiss onto your forehead. “Jake, can I ask you something?” You move to sit in an upright position. 

“If it’s I have any STDs, one no, and two you should have asked that before.” You laugh at his comment, appreciating his sense of humor. 

“Well, I wanted to know if you’d like to be running buddies? You know just every once and a while, having someone to run with was really fun today.”

“I would be honored darling.” He says, bringing a hand to his chest in awe. “Only if we get to do more than just running.”

“What are you implying Jake?” You raise an eyebrow at him, curiously. 

“I don’t know, maybe another date.” He looks out to the lake, avoiding your eyes at all cost.

“I would love another date, but I’m picking the restaurant next time.” You take his face into your hand, turning it back towards you.

“Anything you want, baby.” He presses a tender kiss onto your swollen lips. 

As you lay on the lakeside, wrapped up in each other's embrace you look out onto the lake taking in this moment on the moonlit waters. The only sound that could be heard was Jake’s finally calmed breathing and the chirping of the crickets in the distance. 

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Taglist: @peaceloveunitygvf @jordie-gvf @Gretavanhockey @Mama-likes7 @mar-rein12

[mamaestapa]

Idea for a blurb

Reader finds out she’s pregnant during the season and is having trouble finding the right way to tell Joe. One night while hanging out with readers best friend and her husband (maybe someone else on the team) readers friend blurts out that reader is pregnant. Reader gets really embarrassed and is afraid to look at Joe in fear that he’d be upset she didn’t tell him this huge news. Joe didn’t care how he found out he was just super excited to become a dad.

The Best News Ever|| Joe Burrow x reader

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•summary: You’re pregnant but you’re having a hard time finding the right way to tell Joe. One day your friend lets the news slip…

•warnings: pregnancy and lots of fluff :)

You flattened your hands over your abdomen, the small bump that was beginning to form was staring back at you through the mirror. You sighed and removed your hands from your belly, keeping your eyes locked on the mirror in front of you. You wanted to make sure the dress you were wearing covered your small bump. You are currently two months pregnant with Baby Burrow. While you are so excited to be expecting a baby with Joe, you haven't had the chance to tell him the news yet. It's not that you are avoiding it, you just haven't found the time since it’s football season or the right way to tell him.

A onesie was too cliche, same with a note and balloons. Just showing him the three positive pregnancy tests was too simple, but you didn't want to do something too extravagant to break the news either. You just didn’t know what to do, so you figured you’d wait until something sticks out to you. Unfortunately, you don’t have much longer because Baby Burrow is getting harder to hide from Joe and the rest of the world.

The dress you were wearing hid the little bump perfectly though. Once you were happy with your appearance, you left the bathroom and headed downstairs to greet your boyfriend and let him know you were ready to head out.

Today the two of are going to Logan and Morgan Wilson’s house for lunch. Sam and his girlfriend are also coming, too. You don’t know Sams girlfriend very well, but Morgan is your best friend. She was actually with you when you found out about your pregnancy, so she’s the only person that knows about the baby.

You walked into the kitchen, smiling as you saw Joe leaning over the counter, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram.

“Hey you,” you said softly, making Joe snap his eyes up at you. He smiled back, turning his phone off and standing up straight. “Hey,” he said softly, “don’t you look beautiful.”

“Thank you Joey,” you blushed, walking up to your boyfriend and giving him a hug. You were mindful of your small bump though, careful to make sure your belly didn’t touch Joe. If he felt the swell in your abdomen at all, he would get extremely suspicious. Joe embraced you in a warm hug, squeezing you gently before pulling away and asking, “Are you ready to go?”

“Ready when you are.”

Joe smiled and put his arm around your waist as the two of you walked out to the garage. You both got in his car and left the house, heading out to lunch at the Wilson’s. After about a calm, ten minute drive, you pulled into the Wilson’s driveway. Joe parked the car and the two of you got out. Morgan and Logan were waiting at the door to greet the you. You see Morgan and Logan every Sunday now that it’s football season, but it was nice to see them outside of the football setting. After chatting with the couple for a few minutes and greeting Sam and his girlfriend, you and Joe followed them into the kitchen.

“You guys can go sit in the backyard, Logan and I will get drinks.” Morgan said with a smile. You nodded and thanked her, following Joe and the others outside. You and Joe sat down on the patio chairs closest to the sliding glass door, while Sam and His girlfriend sat across from you guys. The four of you made small talk as you waited for Logan and Morgan to come outside and join and you.

Logan opened the sliding glass door and came outside first, with Morgan following behind him. He handed Joe and Sam a drink before sitting down in an empty chair. Morgan gave Sam’s girlfriend a drink before walking over to you, a sweet smile on her face as she spoke.

“Here’s one for you, Y/n. I made sure it was no alcohol because of the baby.” The whole backyard fell silent. Morgan’s face fell as she realized what she had just said.

Your heart dropped to your stomach and started to race at the same time. Your face grew pale and you refused to look at Joe. This couldn’t be how he found out…

“Y/n, I’m so sorry. I didn’t-.”

“You’re pregnant?” Joe asked, his voice quiet as he cut Morgan off. You turned your head to the side and squeezed your eyes shut. You couldn’t look at him. You didn’t want to see the pained look in his blue eyes. But what you couldn’t see were Joe’s beautiful blues that didn’t show hurt, they showed excitement.

“Y/n, look at me.” He said softly, reaching out to place a comforting hand on your thigh. You opened your eyes and reluctantly looked at your boyfriend. “You’re pregnant? How long have you known?” he asked again. You slowly nodded, voice cracking as you replied, “I’m nine weeks along. I didn’t know how to tell you, I’m so sorry Joe.”

Joe laughed shakily, “What are you sorry for? We’re having a baby.”

“You’re happy about this?”

A smile pulled at Joe’s lips, “Y/n, this is the best news ever. We’re having a baby.” He repeated, his smile only growing wider.

“Yeah we are,” you said quietly, a small smile making its way onto your face as both you and Joe started to tear up at the thought of you growing a baby right now. “You’re not upset I didn’t tell you in a special way?”

Joe shook his head, chuckling softly as he said, “Baby, I don’t care how I found out, I’m just excited to be a dad. I’m excited to go through this with you.” You smiled and leaned over, wrapping your arms around Joe. He pulled you into a tight embrace, mindful of your belly that he now knows is home to his baby. He pulled away from you and brought his hand down to your bump, tears welled up in his eyes and a wide grin was on his face as he felt the swell in your abdomen. Joe kept his hand on your belly as he leaned in to place a sweet kiss on your lips.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Joe.”

Joe smiled and stroked your tummy with his thumb. You grinned happily as you pulled away, sharing the excitement with your friends as you all cheered over the news about the baby.

Even though this wasn’t exactly how you planned on telling Joe he was going to be a daddy, you wouldn’t change it for the world.

hi loves!

another blurb🤍 i have no clue when to post all of these, so they’ll just be at random throughout the night lol. all this joe content from the game has me 🥵😩 LAWD

anyways- more coming soon!! i’ve got some really cute requests in my drafts👀

tags: @erinmartin1987 @klips118 @burrowstyles5 @caroline1019

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.49 What in the world

I texted Chi Chi and asked about dinner. Luckily, it was at proper dinnertime, not in the middle of the afternoon like we used to do it. That left plenty of time for a good rest and getting my head straight. I fell asleep immediately and woke up still troubled. Dating multiple women was harder than I imagined it would be. How did other dudes keep it straight? I wasn't cut out for it. Truthfully, I preferred meaningful relationships, despite still delaying one. Regardless of how I felt about everything, I had an engagement to keep, so I took one last deep breath and went downstairs to see if Dad was ready.

As we walked down the street, I saw him glancing at me out of the corner of my eye.

"What is it, Dad?"

"Ummm...I know I said I would never pry, but... Is she the one..."

"Chi Chi? No. We haven't even gone out yet."

I could tell he was relieved, though I wasn't sure why. Did he like Eleanor? Wouldn't it be crazy if both of us ended up with Chi Chi and Eleanor and lived together in their house? Ugh. I didn't get the opportunity to be grossed out by my parents' love life and I certainly didn't want to start now.

The younger ladies met us at the door with smiles and holiday cheer.

"Hey guys," Chi Chi shouted. "Happy Harvestfest! Come in, come in! Make yourselves at home!"

Karmine wasted no time stealing my attention.

"Luca! My birthday is in a few days are you gonna get me a present???"

Again, I was a deer in headlights. I barely understood what she said because she spoke so fast. And I didn't realize she was that old. Thankfully, Chi Chi saved me.

"No, he is not!" She turned her attention back to me. "Please don't get her anything. She'll have to sleep in the yard if we cram yet another thing in that room! Oh! Mr. Ali, have you met my daughter? This is Karmine! Karmy, say hi to Luca's daddy, Mr. Ali."

Instead of greeting Dad, she burst into laughter.

"Allie?? That's a girl's name!"

Chi Chi gasped.

"Karmine!! That is not nice!"

She tickled herself pretty good and was doubled over in laughter. It almost made me laugh too.

"It's alright," Dad said. "It's nothing I've never heard before."

"Well, I'm sorry," Chi Chi said. "Let's eat, shall we? I can't wait to see what you made, Luca!"

"It's just tofurkey with veggies inside."

"Oh! Well, I've definitely never had that before."

Karmine dashed through all of us, yelling, "I WANNA SIT NEXT TO LUCA!"

Seeing as I had no choice, I sat next to her. Dad sat next to me at the head of the table, and Chi Chi sat across from me. Eleanor came from wherever she was and sat at the opposite end of the table next to Karmine. What a lucky girl to still have her grandmother. I wished mine would have lived long enough for me to get to know her. My other grandparents were like fictional characters in stories I occasionally heard.

"Sorry I wasn't there to greet you," Eleanor said. "Thank you for cooking, Luca. This is a real treat!"

"I was glad to. I want to get better at cooking."

"You all can talk if you want to," Chi Chi said, "but I'm gonna dig in!"

It was funny how different families were at the holidays. Some were more formal and sang songs before eating while others went around the table saying what each one was grateful for. Others took great care to appease those pesky gnomes. Chi Chi and her crew were super casual and did none of the above. I didn't mind it, but it begged the question: What was the point of Harvestfest without observing its traditions?

My tofurkey came out good, if I may say so. Even if I doubted, all the moaning from across the table confirmed it. And then there was the cat. He jumped on the table as soon as I placed down the platter. Dad's eyes flicked toward me larger than I'd ever seen, and I echoed his sentiment. Good thing we had already served ourselves by the time he started walking all over the food. I saw the unease on Dad's face as he attempted to keep smiling while silently yelling out for help. Chi Chi and Eleanor said nothing and went on eating as if this was a regular occurrence. How were they okay with that thing shedding its hairs all over our food?? And to top it off, Chi Chi kept kissing it in the mouth! I was no stranger to fur baby kisses, but I never let Tofu kiss me in the mouth. Not even Mama, who loved dogs more than sims, kissed them on the mouth. The mouth! Really, Chi Chi?!

Apart from the cat fiasco, dinner went pretty well. I even caught Dad and Eleanor sneaking glances at each other a few times. Karmine held me hostage, and my brain hurt, trying to keep up with everything that came out of her mouth.

After dinner, Karmine got bored with me, I guess, and followed Eleanor and Dad into the living room. I wanted to give them space to talk, but wasn't sure where to go. Sitting alone in the dining room was lame, and I didn't see where Chi Chi went. I felt weird about snooping around their house to find her, so I just stood in the doorway, acting like part of the conversation but also trying to stay unattached. She found me, eventually, and pulled me into the hallway.

"You good?" she asked.

"Yeah! Yeah, I'm good. Thanks again for inviting us."

She nodded toward the bedroom we stood in front of.

"Let's talk."

I stifled a laugh as I wondered how many women's bedrooms I'd enter that day. The room was a good size and had a distinct sleeping area like mine and another space she used as a gym. I always thought I knew the least about Yasmine, but looking around Chi Chi's room, what did I really know about her? I mean, true, she told us her whole life story on the first day we met, but that didn't tell me anything about who she was currently. She was a professional athlete, but I didn't even know what sport she played.

"So like," she began, as she sat next to me on the bed, "what's your deal?"

"My...deal?"

"Yeah! Like, you're cute, you have a nice body, and you seem like a really nice guy... Why are you single?"

It had been a while since I'd been able to mess with someone, so I threw on a cheeky grin.

"How do you know I'm single?"

"I never see you with anyone, and you accept all my invitations!"

So much for being playful.

"Okay...you got me. I am single... It's complicated, but...well, the short answer is it's because I choose to be."

Seriously, Luca? You sound like some temple monk or something!

"Well, what I mean is I'm dating, but not looking for anything serious yet," I added.

She nodded.

"That doesn't sound so complicated."

If I told her the long version, maybe she wouldn't think so.

"What about you?" I asked. "What's your deal?"

"I'm kinda the same, I guess. I'm in my fun era right now. Ha ha! My husband was my first love and I'll always miss him, but we met and got married really young and Karmine came soon after. I loved our little family, of course, and I regret nothing, but I never really got a chance to live and discover myself, you know? So...yeah! For now, I just want to meet and mingle with as many sims as I can so when I'm ready to settle down again I don't have any shoulda coulda wouldas. I want more kids, so a serious relationship is definitely in my future. Just not yet."

It amazed me how many words could come out of her and Karmine in mere seconds. They never breathed!

"Now that we got that out of the way, you still owe me a date," she said, waggling her eyebrows.

I laughed.

"I do owe you a date."

I wasn't sure if I could ever get the image of her making out with the cat out of my head, but hopefully we'd still have fun...without kissing.

🤣

In Chi Chi and Eleanor's defense...

Let me tell you about this cat lol. (mini EA rant incoming!) This cat REALLY had to poop. Like, he had to go so bad, he risked everything and walked all over our dinner constantly! Luca would shoo him but he would not budge! He meowed and meowed and meowed...the poor thing was probably in pain he had to poop so much. So I finally investigated the house to see why this cat wouldn't leave us alone. The house has no litter box!! Why would EA create a household with a pet and place them in a house with no facilities? Like...really?? I'm so tired of them doing stuff like this.

Kitty kisses are brought to you in part by overlapping animations lol.

[themultifandomgal]

Tommy Shelby- Didn’t Have To Learn To Love Pt2

Trigger Warning! Illness, sick, preeclampsia

Pt1

I've just finished up feeding mine and Tommys baby, Charlie. I haven't felt well all day, not since giving birth yesterday morning. We're sat downstairs, Tommy reading the paper. He looks up at me as I place Charlie in is bassinet

"You alright?" he asks frowning

"I don't know. I haven't felt well since having the baby. Headache, feel sick, hot but cold at the same time. Pains. Dunno Tommy just don't feel right"

"I'll get Polly" Tommy gets up and shouts for Polly to come out of the kitchen

"What's wrong? is the baby ok?"

"Yeah but YNs not. Is this normal?"

"No. I think you should call the midwife to come and check over YN" Tommy rushes out of the room while Polly comes over to me placing a hand on my forehead "your burning up"

"But I'm so cold Poll"

"Tommy I think we need an ambulance!" she shouts from the living room. A few seconds later Tommy comes back in

"Midwife will be here in a bit, ambulance will arrive in 20 minutes. Is she ok Polly?"

"She's getting worse Tommy"

"Gonna be sick" I breathe out

"Grab a bucket or bowl, quickly Thomas" Polly shouts. But before Tommy has time to get anything I throw up on the floor

"Sorry. I couldn't..."

"Shhh it's ok. We can get that sorted later aye" Tommy strokes my sweaty hair from my my face

"Midwife here" I hear someone call from the front door

"We're in here" Polly shouts back, Charlie starts crying so I lean over trying to get to him

"I've got him love, you just listen to the midwife ok?" Polly says picking up Charlie

"Ok so headache, vomiting, any other symptoms?"

"A pain. In my ribs"

"I think we need an ambulance"

"Aunt Poll already rang one"

"Perfect. Ok let's get her up and start making our way to the front door" Tommy takes my one side while the midwife takes the other

"What's wrong with her?" Tommy asks

"I think it could be a condition called toxemia also known as preeclampsia. It can affect woman during pregnancy and on the rare occasion it can happen after mother has given birth"

"Will she be alright?"

"Yes as long as we get her to the hospital"

"I can't loose her"

"And you won't" Alice says before I pass out.

A week later and I'm feeling so much better I've also been let out of hospital

"Shhh shhh come on Charlie, mamma wants to go to sleep" I bounce the baby in my arms

"Here let me try, you go lie down" Tommy takes Charlie from my arms and starts rocking him. I lie down on the bed, on my side, watching Tommy interacting with Charlie. He sits on the bed bouncing our boy in his arms, who no has started to settle down

"I never thanked you"

"What for?" Tommy asks looking at me confused

"Well for a start, getting me through those first months after the war. Then when I said I was pregnant you could have easily left me to deal with this on my own. You've given me a safe place to live, food, water, protection. And then when I was ill you helped me. You did all of that and you don't love me, why?"

"Whoever said I don't love you?"

"Well it's just you've been cold ever since you found out I was pregnant so I just thought..."

"God YN I didn't want you to think that. Fuck" Tommy runs his hand through his hair "I was scared YN. Scared of getting my hopes up and being happy, because whenever I'm happy and in love that person dies. I didn't want you to die. Or this little one. Hell YN I fell in love with you as soon as you told me you were pregnant. I'm so sorry I made you feel like I didn't care" tears fall down my face. I sit up and move so I'm sat behind him

"Tommy Shelby apologising, never thought I'd see the day" I chuckle

"Don't joke about that" he shakes his head

"I'm here, I'm ok. We're ok" I stroke Charlie's cheek "so when are we introducing this little on to your brothers?"

"Not yet. I want to keep you both to myself a little longer" Tommy places Charlie in his bassinet and gets into bed with me. I rest my head on his bare chest

"I love you too Tommy" I tell him before falling asleep.

[alexander-arcturus-black-lupin]

Please write more Jegulus *on knees* pleaaaasseee

On your knees for me? Interesting.

DAY 6 OF KINKTOBER

FROM the Quidditch pitch to the Dorm room

Gryffindor had a match with Hufflepuff that day and classes were halted as no one was paying attention whoever won this match would go on the play slytherin for the house cup. James Potter for one was ready to lead him team onto he pitch.

Gryffindor won 1650 to 1200 Slytherin.

The first to notice James's disappearances was Sirius.

"Ay, Where's the Golden boy at?" Remus shrugged, "Maybe he's off getting a breather, or flirting up lily,"

"Maybe," Sirius answer skeptical. Oh only if he looked up to see James and Regulus on a broom. To be honest Regulus has no idea how no one noticed, not even the teachers.

Even now as he had James beneath him,[view gif] he was still confused as to how they remained uncaught.

"Fuck James," James nipped at his throat again, loving the effect he had on Reggie, "Lower," like a good servant he followed.

"Stop," James stopped. Regulus shifted off of James. "Undress now," James removed his short and continued to his underwear bt Regulus stopped him. "No leave that one," James reached for his quidditch shirt but Regulus stopped him again. "Leave that one too, I've always wanted to fuck you in that," James just smirked.

"You next,"

"Tut tut, patience Potter," Regulus took out his want and with a flick James was tied to his bed, the doors were locked and curtains drawn.

Regulus crawled onto James but rested on his kegs instead. "Look how hard you are and i haven't even touched you yet. Regulus traced the outline of his cock through his briefs.

"Mine," he trailed kisses from James throat to his abdomen, then he continued from his V line down then back up.

All the while James strained against his restraints.

"Reggie," he whimpered. "Please"

Regulus chuckled and took out his cock, watching the precum slip through his fingers. "So wet for me James,"

Regulus leaned down and took James cock in his mouth, immeadiately he boy beneath him shuddered. He took long strokes from the base to the tip, agonisingly slow.

"Reggie," James said softly. "Fuck" all Regulus did was humm which made James' dick twitch, as the vibrations rolled through him.

Slowly Regulus built up the pace, causing James to rock his hips to the speed, then Regulus lifted him head stopping James from cumming, James whined at the lost of contact.

"Patience," regulus took of his shorts and slowly slid onto James' dick after muttering a few spells. "Spells would have to do, since I'd rather fell you raw,"

He began to ride James as he kissed him, deep and slow. "Remember Potter you are mine, Lily can't have you, only i can, I'm jealous Potter, and you're gonna fix that,"

James moaned in response.

Regulus slammed down on James over and over and over again, grunting as he did, James melwed with every slam.

Finally Regulus leaned over into James ear. "Cum for me," James exploded into white. Regulus slipped off James his own cock ready to burst.

He sat down and motioned for james to get on his lap. "Be a good boy f'me yeah," James nodded as he sheath himself on Regulus. Regulus looked up and swore you could see his name sake star above him.

"Fuck," Spell that had been chaining james to the bed broke. James ride Regulus, till they were both seeing stars. Regulus came filling James up entirely.

After a moment Regulus reached for his want and with a flick, James was back in his kit. Regukus too was properly dressed. "Do you know what you're gonna do right now Potter," James just shook his head, his legs weak from their activities.

Regulus chuckled. "You are going to go back downstairs and you are going to talk laugh and drink with everybody with my cum dripping down your legs." Regulus grabbed James hand and they walked to the door leading the the Great Hall.

"I'll be watching," Before he left the sit with Barty. All James could do was smile at Sirius hoping his dick would go down.

😀

[ash5monster01]

Truths of Our Past Part 2

Pairing: Older!Charlie Dalton x FemReader

Warnings: mentions of suicide, depression, depressing thoughts, past trauma, facing trauma, romance, understanding, fluff.

Summary: You had met Charlie in University, were married shortly after, and had become accustomed to a beautiful life together. When you receive a wedding invitation to one of Charlie’s previous classmates weddings you discover that Charlie had a dark past, one he had been trying to forget. In the midst of it all you try to help him through it while finding out that he’s not the guy you thought you married at all. Maybe he’s even better.

word count: 2.8k

Part 1 ←→ Part 3

Masterlist

10/4/69

Day 2/8

You couldn’t remember the last time you woke up to the sound of birds chirping out the window. Before you even opened your eyes a smile was sliding across your face, rolling over to feel the sunshine pouring in from the window. Your mind instantly went to the poem Charlie had recited for you on the drive up yesterday and then your mind was on Charlie. He still softly snored beside you, he slept better here. He would probably never admit it to it but you knew it was the child in him, the innocenece. Slowly you pressed a hand to his chest, feeling his heart beat underneath your fingers and you leaned over to press a soft kiss to his hairline.

"Goodmorning beautiful" Charlie said, his eyebrows raising but eyes still shut with lingering sleep.

"You haven't even seen me yet to know I look beautiful" you told him and then his chocolate eyes were blinking open, focusing on you in your silk nightie and curlers in your hair. A lopsided smile appeared on his face as he drank you in.

"I don't have to look to know how beautiful you are" he said, the charmer in him, and you could only giggle like a school girl as he sat up to hug you.

"We better get moving, we have a long week ahead of us" you said between kisses that Charlie had pressed to your face and he groaned, wishing he could have a relaxing country side vacation here with you.

"Don't remind me" he told you, collapsing back into the bed and you could only chuckle as you removed the tangled covers from your legs and grabbed your toiletry bag.

"Cheer up Char, you get to see all the dead poets today" you told him, giving him a swift kiss on the lips before heading to the bathroom connected to your shared room. Charlie couldn't help but think not all the Dead Poets. They were missing the one person who would've loved being here the most. His heart constricted as he pictured the brunette boy so full of life, teasing Todd, making sure they all participated in wedding festivities. Hell he would've been bestman over Jeff. What hurt worse was Neil was here in Vermont, forever tied to this place, but he wasn't really here.

By the time Charlie made it downstairs most of your plates had been cleared, cups of coffee half drank, easy conversation happening between you and Chris while Knox read the paper at the head of the table.

"There he is, your pancakes are in the oven to keep warm" Chris informed Charlie and he thanked her as he walked towards the kitchen. Just as she said his pancakes were on a plate in the oven, tufts of steam still spiralling from the top of them. He made his way back to the table, not without stealing a cup of coffee for himself first. You had greeted him with a kiss once he was sat beside you and he felt his heart yearn for a life like this. A big private home with a warm kitchen smell mixed wih the breeze from outside. He was so tired of small apartments and footsteps from peope who live upstairs.

"Here Charlie, eat fast and we'll head over to meet with the rest of the guys" Knox said, sacrificing a sheet of the Monday paper to hand to Charlie. He smiled at him in a thanks and briefly wondered when they had turned in Mr. Mcallister.

Charlie had followed Knox's orders, excited to see his friends. Leaving you two behind to wait for Chris' mother and the other kids while they grabbed their coats and got into Knox's car. Charlie had found himself enjoying the time they were spending on the familiar roads. That was until Knox turned onto the most familiar rroad of them all and his stomach dropped as he realized where Knox was heading. He tried to not seem uneasy as he pulled at the collar of his shirt that suddenly felt way too tight. "The venue is Welton?"

"Oh yeah, it's the biggest place in town so Todd sorta had to settle. Kind of full circle though right?" Knox spoke, not entirely realizing his uneasiness at being back here.

"I haven't been to Welton since I was expelled" Charlie quietly said, trying not to feel small in the front seat of Knox's car. Knox turned a few times to look at him and he realized what this had meant. All of them had stayed, finished out their senior year, got used to Neil not being there. Charlie didn't, for Charlie Neil was still here attending classes and sneaking out for the play.

"Oh, well..." but Knox didn't know what to say so he kept his mouth shut and tried to let Charlie process it on his own as he pulled beside Todd's car that was parked out front. Charlie stayed silent the entire way through the front doors, down the hall, and into the large atrium where most Welton mixer events had been held. Instead there was the familiar faces of Welton alum lining tables and chairs.

"Nuwanda! You're late, demerits!" Todd called as he saw the boys enter the room and suddenly all of the boys attention was on the pair in the doorway. Charlie couldn't fight the smile that reached his face as Todd teased him. Something he never would've dared to do when they first met.

"Demerits never scared me Todd" Charlie said, the sly and cocky personality coming to him in a full sweep. Todd just shook his head with a chuckle as he moved to wrap Charlie in a hug.

"I'm glad you and the wife could make it" Todd told him as he pulled back and Charlie gave him a nod as he moved to greet Knox as well. Charlie could only chuckle as he spotted Meeks and Pitt's staring back at him.

"Gentlemen" Charlie teased as he approached them and they both laughed, giving him quick hugs because they were pretty sure it had been since Charlie's wedding they had last seen each other.

"Charles, dapper as ever" Meeks told the boy, yearning for the years they spent almost all their time together. Seeing people who used to always be there that you haven't in a while could do that to you.

"Here he goes, already bowing to the almighty Nuwanda" Pitts spoke and Knox just chuckled.

"He’s just sucking up so he can get out of telling him how he lost his virginity" Meeks eyes were shooting daggers at Knox for throwing him under the bus but the rest of the boys were hounding with laughter.

“Virginity?! Meeks pray tell” Charlie was grinning at the red head and he just rolled his eyes before holding up his hands.

“It’s no big deal, can we focus on the topic at hand. Todd getting married” Steven directed the attention off him, eyeing up their blonde friend who now held his shoulders with much more confidence these days.

“Okay I get it, Todd actually talked to a girl. Ha Ha, very funny” Todd said holding up hands in a defense and the boys all laughed.

“We’re happy for you man just the Todd we met couldn’t even read a poem in front of us” Knox said clapping his back and Todd shook his head.

“Keating changed that” he said and Charlie felt like all the air was sucked out of the room. The other boys seemed fine but for Charlie the last time he was here Keating was still his teacher.

“Did you ever get ahold of him?” Pitts asked and Charlie rose his eyebrows in confusion.

“I tried a few times but nothing. The wedding invite is out there so I can only hope” and Charlie realized Todd was trying to invite Keating to the wedding. Hell it had been ten years. He always pictured Keating happy, back in London, raising a family of boys that could think freely.

“Would’ve had better luck inviting Nolan” Meeks said and Todd just chuckled.

“Even if he did get it I understand not wanting to come back here. Welton wasn’t kind to any of us” Todd said, moving to grab some more chairs.

“That’s true, but for some reason we’re all still here” Knox said glancing at Charlie who hadn’t spoken in a while.

“It’s almost like nothing changed” Charlie said but that wasn’t true. Everything did. He hasn’t been the same since that week. All the boys even knew it wasn’t true but they pretended it was. Even as they finished setting up the chairs and tables, Jeff Anderson joining them after dropping off the kids. It was normal and all at the same time it wasn’t.

“I wonder how much trouble those boys are getting into over at Welton” Ann future Anderson said, a newspaper veil hanging from her hair as she wrapped ribbon around her center piece. You perked up immediately.

“They’re at Welton?” you found yourself asking and Ann’s college roommate Maggie beside her nodded.

“Yeah, that’s the venue” Maggie confirmed and you found yourself glancing at Chris and Rachel, Jeff’s wife. They all looked at you, confused why you’d be concerned.

“Charlie hasn’t been to Welton since he was expelled” you spoke and a look of realization dawned on Chris’ face.

“Oh, I don’t think any of us realized” she said apologetically, her hand reaching to grab your own.

“I’m sure he is fine, probably just a shock to the system” you said carefully, mind now concerned about the mentality of your husband. Wanting to comfort him as he relived his past.

“I don’t get it” Rachel said and Ann shot her a warning look which made her back down immediately.

“I bet they’re having fun, those boys always have stories about the shenanigans they’d pull” Ann said standing, watching as she walked to the shelf in the living room, newspaper veil slinking behind her. “Todd is always talking about the fun they had”

“Charlie doesn’t really talk about it much” you whispered, unsure why it made you feel left out to not 100% know about his Welton days.

“Here” Ann said and then she was grabbing a photo album off the shelf, the red leather cover sliding into your hands. You felt almost sneaky, like you were doing something without asking permission. But you opened the cover anyway and we’re met with pictures of the boys so young, Welton blazers to match.

“Wow, look at Knox” Chris giggled beside you, the boy even so handsome back then. “It feels like forever since I’ve seen him like that”

“Look at Charlie” you muttered, eyes falling to the boy with a smile wider than the world itself on his face. Hope glimmering in his eyes. Arm wrapped tightly around the shoulders of the brunette boy you didn’t need to ask who to know who it was.

“He’s so charming” Rachel squealed for you and you chuckled. Charlie would’ve loved hearing something like that.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile like that” you found yourself saying and Chris gave you a look.

“I have” she said and you turned up to look at her. Her face unreadable but clearly trying to get a point across.

“When?” you asked, curious as to if it was from a time before you. Maybe at that play.

“Your wedding of course, at least when he wasn’t shaking with nerves” and just like Chris had planned a smile broke across your face, the memory of Charlie at the end of the aisle, tears in his eyes appeared.

“Gosh, you guys are making me miss him and it’s only been two hours” but you figured that’s what it should be like. Loving someone so much that even after a minute apart you miss them. That’s what it must feel like for the boys who miss Neil. The only difference was they didn’t get any relief to that pain.

“That’s normal sweetie, I miss Knox even when he’s with me sometimes” Chris said a giggle escaping her lips.

“I’m not entirely missing Jeff right now but we did just drive ten hours here together so” Rachel added and the girls laughed.

“I wish I had someone to miss” Maggie spoke and Ann just pouted at her.

“You will soon enough Mags. I promise” and then words of encouragement were coming from each of the girls, easing her insecurities, and promising prince charming would come along. Yet your mind was on your own prince charming, a mix of emotions coursing through you.

Love of course, so much love. But there was jealously, over not being included in his past. Not knowing it wasn’t all bad, that those boys had a life full of hope. Then there was anger, anger over not realizing sooner there was so much more to Vermont and Welton. Then above all there was sadness, because there was no doubt that Charlie had been battling much bigger demons the entire time you had known him and he hadn’t even allowed you to help. You could’ve helped him, faced those demons together. You loved him so much you’d do anything for him and it hurt to know that he didn’t want to confide in you enough to help him with this.

You couldn’t escape these feelings even as you laid in bed that night, the covers pulled up to your chest, a book in your hand, and Charlie’s glasses laid on your nose. You hadn’t turned a page since he had returned from a drink and cigar shared with the boys. You could smell the smoke on him but he looked so handsome with his hair a bit tousled and tie loose around his neck. He was Charlie in every sense of the meaning but then you flinched because you thought you knew everything about the boy in front of you, and turns out you barely scratched the surface.

“You look good in my readers” Charlie grinned at you through the mirror on the dresser. Your eyes flicked up, heart clenching because you missed him. Maybe the person you missed wasn’t really him.

“I forgot mine at home” you muttered, eyes flicking back down to your page. Charlie frowned as he turned to fully face you, tie now abandoned and fingers dancing down the buttons of his shirt.

“Everything okay my love?” he asked and you felt yourself sigh, it was silly. To be upset with him for not wanting to share something so deeply personal. But isn’t that what marriage is. Knowing everything and loving them in spite of it.

“Yeah, I’m fine” you gave him a forced smile but he knew better than that. So once he shed his shirt, left in the white tank underneath he was sitting on the edge of the bed, arm locked around your knees as he faced you.

“No you’re not” he said and you audibly groaned, not meaning to be so melodramatic but you couldn’t help it.

“Why don’t you tell me about this place?” now Charlie was even more confused as you asked this, unsure of how to respond. “It’s just I saw pictures today, of you so happy. You always made it seem like you were miserable, why did you keep the good from me?”

“I don’t know what you mean” but he did. He knew exactly what you meant. He had tried, tried to tell you about the moments that made all of it worth it. He just couldn’t bring himself to remember the good when all it did was remind him of the bad.

“Whatever Charlie, I’m going to bed” and in a swift movement you had dropped your book and readers onto the table beside you and turned to face away from him. Charlie sighed, aching to tell you everything, to not make you feel so far away. You were the one person he wanted so close.

“If I talk about the good, I’m reminded why the bad hurts so much” Charlie whispered but you didn’t move. You didn’t want to comfort him, you wanted to be let in by him. Charlie sighed as he stood, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek.

“You’re all the good I need” he said before turning the lamp off on your side of the bed. Your eyes were shut but you heard him get ready for bed and soon enough the bed dipped beside you, the click of his own lamp turning off. You pretended to sleep and maybe he knew you were pretending too but you didn’t stop him from pulling you close, holding you like as if he let go you would disappear too.

Comment if you want to be added to the taglist :))

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 58

I spent most of the night researching about this subject, and when the clock was about to hit 3 in the morning, I closed everything -thanking incognito mode for existing- and walked to the bathroom for a short and cold shower.

|Uh... Idk how to write a whistle sound so don't make fun of the 'fweet'|

After that, I got into bed and closed my eyes.

//////

Well, when I woke up for school, I noticed quite a problem and had to take another cold shower. I'm gonna end up catching a cold if I keep doing this.

Basically, what I learned during the early hours of the day and what Katsuki told me got mixed in my dreams.

Yeah, I had a wet dream, so what? It's not the end of the world.

So, I went downstairs to eat breakfast. Everything was fine, I greeted everyone with a smile, made my own breakfast, ate it and talked with some classmates.

But, when I saw Katsuki, all the confidence I had built up, vanished. He sat next to me on the couch, and I couldn't look at him at all. And I was like that even when we got to U.A. and Midnight was gonna teach us our first class.

But now, we were getting our costumes out and going to the changing room, heading out to Gym Gamma once again.

"Now, for today, let's keep working on improving our special movements," Cementoss said as he got up from his kneeling position after he built the pillars for us. "Previously, I told all of you to get at least two special moves," he started explaining, "Those who haven't made it yet, would focus on developing, and those who made it, would focus on even more upgrades."

We made our way up the pillars, and I was having a hard time using my quirk, I didn't want to interrupt everyone during their training, so I technically couldn't do anything.

"Oh, (L/n)." Cementoss called me and I walked to the edge of my pillar, "Ectoplasm sent you one of his clones," he walked out and opened the gym door, Ectoplasm -or more like a clone- walked in.

"I'll be helping you train, (L/n)." I smiled at him as he got up and stood in front of me.

"Thank you, sensei."

//////

With Ectoplasm's clone's help, I managed to enhance both of my arms, getting the energy shield I once had. He attacked while I was in this situation, and it was difficult, whenever I lost focus the shield would vanish and my head would throb from the pain, when it occurred many times, I asked him for a bit of a break.

"There's... another attack I want to try." He tilted his head to the side but nodded and I called out to Cementoss. "Sensei, could you build me a wall?"

He nodded and touched the pillar I was on, "How do you want it?"

"Like any normal wall," Cementoss nodded again, and his hands lit up green, a wall growing close to where I was standing. "Thank you!"

He smiled at me and walked away.

"What do you want-?" I interrupted Ectoplasm as I stopped his vocal cords, and I focused it on my throat. It was tingly and it stung a bit. Quickly I thought about what to do, and how to do it.

I can't scream, because my vocal cords still needed to heal, so instead...

"Fweet!" My whistle echoed inside the gym, and the energy beam pierced a hole through the wall in front of me.

"What the hell?!" Katsuki yelled, and when I looked up, he was glancing down at me. He seemed to be analyzing the situation before showing me a smirk and jumping down with me. "I can help a bit with that attack." He stood beside me, resting his hands on his waist and tilting his body slightly, the curves on his body marking more and making me swallow, looking away.

"How?"

Katsuki explained to me his auto-cannon attack, giving me ideas on how to use it on me, I listened attentively, when Katsuki wasn't being his angry self, he was really smart. Every once in a while I nodded, thinking about his suggestion and planning how to implement it to my attack.

"It would be hard at the start, but you'll make it, I'm sure." He smiled sweetly at me, and I just dreamily stared at him. I was in a daze. Katsuki seemed to be glowing in my eyes.

Basically, I was looking at him with heart eyes.

I hummed with a nod, "I'll try, you can keep training, Katsuki." Showing me another smile, he turned around and busted himself up to his pillar.

A sigh left my lips as I observed the broken wall in front of me.

Let's do it.

//////

"Agh," my hand went up to hold my throat, my voice was hoarse and my arms were twitching painfully.

My body wasn't completely healed yet, so the pain was kind of unbearable. So when Cementoss heard me groaning, he sent me to Recovery Girl.

Slowly, I was walking there, while the rest were going to class, but I heard hurried steps behind me. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw Katsuki jogging to catch up to me.

"Why are you coming with me?" He tsked and pushed me slightly, looking away with a pink tint on his cheeks.

"My arms hurt too, so sensei told me to come with you..." he trailed a bit at the end of his sentence, his gloved hand gripping his pants.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Are you sure? It wasn't because you were worried about me, puppy~?" I asked him with a teasing tone, and he choked, coughing harshly. I patted his back for a few seconds, and Katsuki turned to me.

"Of course not! W-why would I be wo-worried about you?!" He exclaimed nervously, making me chuckle. I looked behind us for an instant, there was nobody in the hall, so I used my opportunity.

I dropped my arm on top of his shoulders, and pulled him close to me, resting my head on his and stroking his face with my free hand.

"My little tsundere," I whispered in his hair. His body tensed but he held my hand on his face, covering it with his own and shifting his head to look up at me.

"I'm not a tsundere," he said with a pout, and I just smiled, leaning down and pecking his puckered lips, he blushed again and hid his face on my chest. "Could you stop doing that? My heart can't take it."

A shiver went down my whole body, and I just pressed Katsuki closer to me, walking together to the infirmary.

I definitely couldn't take how cute Katsuki was and how happy it made me to know he was just as in love with me as I was with him.

[cresent2003]

I need all of you

Victor Creed (Sabretooth) x Feral! Reader

Unedited

_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_–_

Angelina laid in bed as she tossed and turned trying to fight her animalistic instincts.

She gripped her sheets as she whimpered as she laid on her stomach with her thighs pressed up against her stomach.

She usually could hide everything very well to the point that the men worked with questioned if she was truly a feral.

She had joined Striker a year ago and slowly he started getting other mutants to join his team.

She hated it most days yet her blood lust kept her from leaving them all.

Angelina growled as her heart pounded.

She was trying to not make any loud noises as Wade was next door and would listen through the wall.

It wasn't as if she hadn't had her heat before but this time she didn't have her suppressant and Striker ignored her request when she asked for more.

She even loudly expressed in front of the entire team by accident how worried she was and he ignored her.

She lived with only men and right now she wanted one of them to walk in and take her.

Angelina rolled onto her back before running her hands over her face.

She had to have a stash of suppressants somewhere.

Angelina got up and tore her room apart before growling.

Nothing.

There was nothing.

She thought about other places but each one didn't make sense.

She then grabbed an empty pill bottle from her bedside table before seeing that her suppressants were made by a scientist who spent all her time in the lab downstairs.

The burning in her abdomen and thighs was growing stronger but she put up with it knocking she could just go down there and force that poor woman to make her a new batch.

Angelina walked quickly through the hideout as she tried to stay away from the places everyone went.

She then broke into the lab as her eyes glowed.

She looked around before seeing Bianca.

Angelina rushed to her before grabbing her "Make me more of these.

Please" Angelina said as desperation laced her voice.

Bianca looked at her "Do it" Angelina said before throwing her into her chair.

Angelina looked like a mess as sweat stuck to her skin as her heat got worse.

Bianca looked at her before getting to work as she ignored to slick staining Angelina's leggings.

"These won't be ready for a week.

I can try my best to get them to you sooner but Striker will eventually try to stop me" Bianca said.

"No.

I can't last a week" Angelina said before growling.

"Like I said I will do my best to get them done quicker.

For now, lock yourself in your room and rest" Bianca said.

Angelina looked at her with defeated eyes before leaving the room.

She would have to fight through it.

The next night it was all the same.

She had missed out on a mission and now everyone knew something was wrong as Angeina had never missed a mission.

Everyone sat in the lounge after getting back from a mission.

"Hey, do you guys know where our sweet little wolf is?

I haven't heard her at all for a day now" Wade said.

"She probably went on a solo mission or got lost in some forest somewhere" Fred said with a slushie.

"Nope, she's here.

Bianca saw her last night and was pretty jumpy today" Wade said.

"So what?

You obsessed about her or somethin?" Logan asked as he smoked a cigar.

"Maybe but that's beside the point.

You know im going to go see her because unlike all of you, I think she's an important part of this team" Wade said.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," John said.

"Why?" Wade asked.

"Because she wants to be alone.

Let her come to you" John said.

Victor laughed "Like a cute puppy" Wade said.

"That will rip your throat out," David said.

Suddenly a powerful pheromone rushed through the room.

Victor took a deep breath before smirking as his trousers grew tighter.

It was Angelina.

He looked at Logan as everyone continued to argue.

The little she-wolf was in heat.

An hour passed as Angelina laid in bed as she rubbed rough circles on his clit as she tried to get to at least one orgasm.

It was painful and aggravating as she threw her head back as her pussy throbbed as her arousal stained the sheets.

She put her shorts back on before whimpering as her warm, pulsating entrance tightened around nothing.

She closed her eyes as she pressed her body against her pillow as her claws tore through the other side.

She laid there as a masculine pheromone filled her room causing her to moan.

"You should have told me.

I would have happily given you what you wanted" A dark voice filled her ears.

She looked at the door and saw Victor standing in the darkness.

She lifted her hips up causing him to laugh.

"How long have you been like this?" he asked.

"It started yesterday.

Please Victor.

Please" she said.

He took off his long coat before walking over to her she at up and crawled to him before rubbing her face onto his chest and neck.

Angelina then tore off his belt before looking at him "Please make it stop.

It doesn't have to mean anything I just need it to stop" she said.

"Lay on your back," he said.

She did what he asked as her wolf instincts saw him as an alpha.

Her alpha.

It was a strange feeling yet she never wanted it to stop.

He took off his clothes before getting on top of her.

She lifted her head and nuzzled into the side of his face as she ran her hand up and down his arm.

Her claws ran against his skin as he pushed himself inside of her quickly as her arousal coated him.

She moaned out as her walls fluttered around him.

"That's it.

Let your body relax for me" he said.

"Anything for you," she said before moaning as he started to thrust.

"Your instincts really got you whipped," he said.

Her eyes glowed as she looked into his.

He groaned as he picked up his pace causing her to dig her claws into his back as she struggled to contain the pleasure-filled sounds slipping from her lips.

Her entire body shivered as her eyes rolled back.

"Let go.

Fuck" he said as she clung to him.

She cried out as her orgasm washed over her.

Angelina let out breathy moans as he continued to pound into her.

She screamed out as she threw her head back.

"Alpha" she moaned causing him to groan.

Skin slapping filled the room as his thrusts got faster and uneven.

"Fill me," she said.

"You're making it hard for me to keep control pretty girl," he said.

"Don't.

Loose control, please.

Fill me up with your knot" she said.

"Well since you asked nicely," he said as he held her hips in place.

She screamed out as he hit the spot that made her cock drunk as he slammed his hips into hers causing his cup to shoot deep inside her.

"Let's see how long it takes to fill you with my pups," he said.

Her entire body shivered at his words.

"You like the sound of that don't you?" he asked.

"Uh-huh," she said.

He smirked before kissing the spot on her neck that made her heart set ablaze.

One bite and she would be his forever.

He then picked her up causing her to gasp as he placed her on his legs as they sat on her messy bed chest to chest as he guided her hips.

She placed her head on his chest as her canines grew as the need to bite him grew.

She then screamed out as she came onto his cock causing her arousal and his cum to drip onto his pelvis.

He growled as he looked at her as she did everything she could to cling to him.

Victor watched as she whimpered and moaned as her heart pounded in her chest.

He was giving Angelina everything she needed to help her heat.

She could feel him throb inside her as his tip kissed her cervix with each powerful thrust.

"I can already feel your pheromone changing.

You might not know it but your body and your perfect mind are changing so that you will never attract another male feral again" he said.

She let out a broken moan at his words.

Her body shivered as she came again.

Victor groaned as he continued to thrust before shooting his cum within her once more.

He then bit her neck causing her to gasp.

He then licked the bite tasting her blood before looking at her.

"You're mine now," he said before kissing her.

He then placed her on her back before walking away.

She looked around before feeling the bite.

She smiled as she thanked Bianca for not giving her, her suppressants when she wanted them.

Victor came back with a damp cloth before sitting next to her.

"Tired?" he asked as he slowly cleaned her up.

"A little," she said before caressing his face.

"You know when we met I thought you were the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen.

You being on your heat only helped me realise how much I crave you" he said.

She smiled "I tried to lock myself in here yet you found me anyway" she said.

"I could smell your pheromone from the lounge.

While everyone argued about where the hell you were me and Logan both noticed" he said.

"Oh god.

Logan will know won't he?" she asked.

"He won't.

I'll kill him if he says anything" he said.

She looked at him.

"Victor?" she asked.

"What?" he responded.

"If tomorrow I take a test and it comes back positive are you going to run?" she asked.

"If tomorrow you find out you are pregnant I will protect you and the pups until im dead" he said.

"Cool," she said before yawning.

He laughed before getting her thick animal fur blanket.

He threw it onto her before getting into bed next to her.

He kissed her bite before listening to her steady heart and sift breaths before falling asleep himself.

[eternal--returned]

I never realized then what a good time I was having smoking cheap cigars, in my shorts and undershirt. proud of my barrel chest and my biceps and my youth, my legs, "baby, look at my legs! ever seen legs like that?" prancing up and down in that hotel room. I was giving her a show and she just sat there smoking cigarettes. she was nasty, a looker by a nasty looker. I knew that she would say something vicious but I would laugh at her. she had seen me make a whole barfull of men back down one night.

each night was about the same, I'd put on my show for her, I'd tell her what a great brain I had.

"you're so fucking smart, what're you doing living in a hole like this?"

I'm just resting up, baby, I haven't made my move yet . . ."

"bullshit! you're an asshole!"

"what?"

"you're an asshole!"

"why, you wasted whore, I'll rip you in half!"

then we'd go at it, swearing loudly, throwing things, breaking things, the phone ringing from the desk downstairs, the other roomers banging on the walls and me laughing, loving it, picking up the phone, "all right, all right, I'll keep her quiet . . ."

putting the phone down, looking at her, "all right, baby, come on over here!"

"go to hell! you're disgusting!"

and I was, red-faced, cigarette holes burnt in my undershirt, 4-day beard, yellow teeth, broken toenails, grinning madly I'd move toward her, glancing at the pull-down bed, I'd move toward her saying, "hike your skirt up! I want to see more leg!"

I was one bad dude. she stayed 3 years then I moved on to the next one.

the first one never lived with another man again. I cured her of that.

Charles Bukowski ֍ "the sensitive, young poet." what matters most is how well you walk through the fire (1999)

[callsign-magnolia]

I Hope You Dance // Ch. 5

MATURE CONTENT (18+)

A/N: This is cross posted to my Wattpad, so if this seems familiar that is why! Also posting for like the third time today because @rosiahills22 & @mak-32 are just spurring me on tonight!

TW: Mental abuse, emotional abuse, slight physical abuse, death and loss.

Description: When Caila meets Rooster, sparks fly. But, she's already married, to a man who she thought loved her, and won't let her go. Rooster will fight for her, he just has to convince Caila to fight for herself.

Word Count: 7.6k

Chapter 4 | Masterlist

We made it downstairs as Phoenix was gathering the last of her things. "I hate that I'm missing breakfast but I will meet you guys for some shopping." I nodded as I walked into the kitchen for some water. "Sounds good, what about dinner?" She shook her head. "Haven't figured out any plans, yet." I nodded as I turned and I heard her gasp. "Oh my god! Are those the Louboutin wedges you were telling me about?" I nodded and lifted my foot for her to look. "How much?" I smirked and sipped my water. "You don't want to know." She scoffed. "And you tied them in a perfect bow?" I looked to Rooster and smirked. "AW! You even tied her shoes for her?" Suddenly she gasped. "This is your first date! Let me take a picture! Please?!" I looked to Rooster who nodded. 

She moved us in front of her large bay window in the living room. "Act all cute or something!" I giggled as Rooster wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to his side while his other hand reached across and held my waist. I rested one hand on his back and my other on his chest while I popped my left foot up. I smiled at Phoenix as she snapped a few pictures and suddenly I felt his lips on my forehead. "Oh, I am so keeping these for your wedding." I chuckled. "A little soon, don't you think, nix?" She shook her head. "Not at all, I'm maid of honor of course." I chuckled. "Of course, now go. Or else you'll be late." I said and she chuckled hugging us both before walking out the door. 

"Can I drive your jeep?" I nodded and handed him the keys. "Shall we ma'lady?" I looped my arm through his. "Why, of course Mr. Bradshaw." I said putting on my best old southern Georgia accent. He led me outside and to my jeep where he opened the door and helped me in, kissing my knuckles before letting go and closing the door. He came around to the drivers side as we buckled in and he started the car, driving off. 

~~~

I sipped on my mimosa as we waited for our food. "So, I feel like if we're gonna do this we need to know a little more about each other." I said and he smirked at me, making me giggle. "Oh so we hardly know each other?" I shook my head. "Not at all." He licked his lips before nodding and leaning forward. "Okay so birthdays. Yours is March eleventh nineteen-ninety three and mine is June twenty-seventh nineteen-eighty four." My bottom lip stuck out at his words. "You remembered my birthday?" He chuckled and reached across the table, grabbing my hands. "How could I forget? We did get to spend that one together on the ship." 

I was asked to report to the ready room, which was weird. We were on our way home so we didn't have to deploy. I walked in to find the room dark when suddenly five little flames lit up the room. "Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you." My eyes welled with tears as I heard Phoenix and Rooster start to sing. "Happy birthday dear, Magnolia. Happy birthday to you." I rushed over and blew out the candles. Rooster hit the lights as Phoenix sat the slice of cake down and I yanked her into a hug. "You're the best." I let her go as Rooster pulled me into a hug. "Thank you, so much." I said squeezing him and placing a kiss on his jaw as he pulled away, making him look to me. "Well here, it's strawberry." I chuckled as I picked it up. "Y'all want some?" I offered and they shook their heads. "It's yours Magnolia." I nodded. "Yeah, but I want you guys to have some. How often to we get cake on deployment?" They agreed and we all dug in, moaning at the taste.

"I still appreciate that, still to this day." I squeezed his hand. "Okay, school?" I asked and he chuckled. "Graduated from the University of Virginia in 2009, with a bachelors in Political Science." I bit my lip. "You?" I looked down at my Naval Academy ring. "Graduated from the Naval Academy three years ago with a bachelor of science." He smirked. "I didn't know you went to the academy?" I nodded. "Straight after boot camp, met Phoenix in my second year. we bunked together." He chuckled. "That had to be interesting." I shrugged and sipped my mimosa. "It was fun, but Phoenix was always there for me. All the bullshit with Aaron, hell she tried to convince me to leave before he even proposed. Now I realize she was right." 

"Here you go!" The waitress said handing us our food. "Oh, this looks divine." I said staring at the crab cake benedict in front of me. "That does look good." I eyed him. "I'll let you try a bite if you give me some of that bacon." He chuckled. "Deal." I scooped up part of the crab and the egg before holding my fork out. I expected him to take it, but he dramatically took the bite off my fork making me laugh. "Here." He said holding out the piece of bacon, I leaned forward and I saw his eyes flicker down to my cleavage that was visible. I took the piece of bacon in my mouth and sat down, winking at him as I bit a piece off. "Don't. Don't do that." I wiggled in my seat. "Don't do what?" I feigned innocence. "Don't wink at me like that. Don't shimmy around in your seat." I bit my lip. "And why not Lieutenant?" I asked and he leaned forward, talking just low enough for me to hear. 

"Because if you keep it up, I'm going to rip you out of your seat and clear this table and take you right here." My eyes widened at his words, my thighs clenching together as heat pooled in my core. I sipped my mimosa trying to keep my thoughts off of what he just said, "Good girl." My eyes snapped to him. "I'm not doing this here." He smirked. "That's okay." He said as he tucked into his food. What kind of day am I in for?

~~~

"Please. Just tell me where we are going!" I said from the backseat of my own jeep. The roof was off and I was tipsy from all the mimosas. I threw my hands up, the air pushing my arms behind me of the freeway. "WOOOO!" I yelled, startling Rooster. "Was it really smart for her to have bottomless mimosas?" Rooster looked back at me and I blew him a kiss. "No, not at all." He yelled over the wind as we got off the freeway. "I love you guys." "Oh my god, she's that type of drunk." Rooster chuckled at Phoenix's words. "Seriously! I am away from my asshole husband, sorry soon to be ex-husband. God I love that term. I'm having the time of my life with you guys, and, I'm gonna go kick ass at Top gun!" I cheered and they did as well. 

"I'm proud of you Magnolia, really." Phoenix said, turning to me. I gave her a wide toothy smile as I leaned my head back as the light turned green. We drove awhile longer and I just watched the buildings go by. San Francisco was beautiful, I love the south. The beauty, the space but these big cities have a charm of their own. We pulled up to a stadium, the sign reading 'Oracle Park'. "So as a gift for getting into Top gun, I got us these." She held up tickets and handed them to me. "Oh my god! You got me tickets to a Braves game?!" She nodded. "I knew you hadn't been to a game this year so I thought this would be fun. Oh, also." She pulled something out of a bag and handed it to me. "I pulled it out of your suitcase before you guys picked me up." I opened the shirt to find it was my braves jersey. 

"Oh, hell yeah!" I yelled as I slid the shirt on. They chuckled before getting out, Rooster opening my door and taking my hand to help me out. "How did you score a third ticket for Rooster?" I asked as we walked towards the entrance. "Being in the Navy has it's perks." We walked in as Phoenix gave over our tickets. "Beer, first thing to do." I said as we walked over to concessions. "I also need food, I barely got to eat before my hair appointment. We ordered beer and food, me arguing with Rooster about paying before I was so rudely reminded that my purse was still locked away in the jeep. I begrudgingly let him pay, since Phoenix bought all of our tickets and we wanted to buy hers for her. 

We took our seats, which were just in front of the Braves dugout and dug into our food. Phoenix sat to my right and rooster to my left. We still had plenty of time before the game started so of course the cameras were going around doing things like the kiss cam which thankfully passed over Rooster and I. "Want another beer?" Rooster asked and I nodded excitedly. "Pretty please?" I grinned at him as he stood and took my cup and trash. "Anything for you, pretty girl." He said leaning down and kissing me. "Hey Rooster, can I get another too?" He groaned and snatched the empty cup from her. "Whatever." He sassed, walking away. "Love you too!" She yelled as he walked back up the steps. The camera was still going around and my heart sank as the camera stopped on Phoenix and I. I turned to her, "I'd kiss you." I said and she laughed loudly. "Ladies and gentleman, we have Caila Motley in the crowd!" My eyes widened at hearing my name. 

"How the fuck?" I asked and the man behind me leaned forward. "I love your song, Good Girl." Everything clicked, since mom released those songs I did a few years ago people have been loving them. Many record companies even offered to buy out my navy contract, which they can't do. "SING! SING! SING! SING!" I covered my face and laid back in my seat. "Get up!" Phoenix said pulling me up. "This is an opportunity you'll never have again, get out there!" I groaned as someone came over with a mic and a beer in hand. "Can I have that?" He handed me the beer, and I chugged it. "I need to be a little more tipsy for this." I groaned. "What song would you like?" I thought about it for a minute. "Bad Boys Get Me Good." He nodded and said something into his ear piece before walking me out to the aisle. 

"We can get you down to the field if you would like?" I shook my head. "No, this is fine." I said standing on the bottom landing just above the dugout. I was nervous but this song was the one I was most comfortable with. I saw the Braves players filing out of the dugout, smiling and waving at me. I waved back and turned to Phoenix, mouthing 'Oh my god' she rushed over taking my hand. "You good?" I nodded. "Just nervous and now I have two entire teams of attractive fans staring at me." She looked over and they waved again and she waved back with a grin. "Where's Rooster?" She looked around, "Probably still getting our drinks, want me to go find him?" I shook my head. "I don't know if I'd feel better or worse with him seeing me." She chuckled. "I've never even seen you this nervous for a takeoff." I shrugged. "I haven't been on stage in over ten years, I used to be good." She grabbed my arms. "You're Caila 'Magnolia' Motley, you are good!" I shoved her shoulder gently. "Alright Hangman!" She chuckled and stood back at our seats as the music kicked on. I took a deep breath as the first verse came in. 

Looking at me, you think I'll be

The girl with the guy who's nice and sweet

And don't you know I'd be hood if I could

But I'm a sucker for a tall dark, flick a cigarette man

Rambling, gambling, getting what he can man

I don't know why but the bad boys get me good

I shook my hips a little as the chorus came in, dancing around as people started cheering, easing my tension. 

And they get me good good, crazy good

Like a wild party in a nice neighborhood

I wanna get high off the ground

And a gentleman's only gonna wear me down

My poor mamma she never understood

Why the bad boys get me good

Get me good

Bad boys get me good

I was looking out at he field as I sang, seeing people dancing around or clapping always felt good. I got more into it, dancing around and whipping my hair around. 

I never used to be a troublemaker

Back at school was on my best behavior

School begins with my head in the books

I was a straight A, no play, at the top of my class

I changed my ways when I saw his

Personality?

People laughed at the last line and I turned to find Rooster just a few steps behind me, three beers in hand, two as Phoenix took hers. His jaw was opened and he was staring at me.

Good good, crazy good

Those bad boys get me good

Good good, crazy good

Them bad boys always get me good

I decided to have fun with this and get him back for what he said in the restaurant this morning. So I bent at the waist and pulled an 'Elle Woods' with a bend and snap, but instead of the snap I ran my fingers along my side before running my hand through my hair. I looked to him to see he was still standing there, watching me intently. 

Good good, crazy good

Like a wild party in a nice neighborhood

I wanna get high off the ground

And a gentleman's only gonna wear me down

My poor mamma she never understood (never understood)

That I can't get enough even though I know I should

Oh the bad boys get me good

Get me good

Yea, the bad boys get me good (oh yea) 

I swung my hips to the beat, my back to Rooster. I could feel his stare on my ass and I could hear Phoenix cheering louder than anyone else. 

Good good, crazy good

Those bad boys get me good

Good good, crazy good

Those bad boys get me good

Good good, crazy good

Those bad boys get me good

Good good, crazy good

Them bad boys always get me good

But I'm a sucker for a tall dark, flick a cigarette man

Rambling, gambling, getting what he can man

I closed out the song as cheers erupted. I gave an elegant bow at the waist and tossed a wave to the crowd. "Pure talent right there, folks! Give her a big round of applause!" This made me proud, reminding me why I almost went into music over the Navy. I turned and handed the mic back to the staff member, who shook my hand, thanking me for my service before walking off. I turned to find Rooster still staring at me. 

"What's wrong?" I asked and he chuckled and I took one of the beers. "You just-you-wow." I smirked and leaned up to kiss him. "I'm full of surprises, don't you forget it." I said before sipping my beer and taking my seat next to Phoenix, Rooster sitting next to me and placing his hand on my thigh. I smirked into my beer, happy to just be with my best friend and the literal man of my dreams. 

~~~

"YEAH!" I screamed as I launched myself out of the seat as the Braves won. "My god! She's a monster!" Rooster yelled at Phoenix as I cheered. "She's drunk!" I sat back in my seat. "I'm not drunk!" They laughed at me as we waited for most people to clear out. "Come on sweet girl, let's get you some food." I smiled widely. "Oh my god! I want the biggest burger in town!" I said making him laugh as he held my hand. "Then let's go find you the biggest burger." I nodded and took off, pulling him with me. "Don't let her drag you!" Phoenix yelled. "She's stronger than she looks!"

~~~

I sobered up at dinner, drinking water and eating carbs made me sober up. "So how did you wind up singing?" Rooster asked as we were all sitting in Phoenix's living room, my legs tossed over his, his hand holding my legs close. "The kiss cam came around, and I guess they caught sight of me." Phoenix chuckled. "She thought they wanted me and her to kiss." I nodded. "And did you?" We laughed at him. "No, but we have before." His eyes widened. "Wait what?" I nodded. "It was, um-" "That night we played truth or dare for some ungodly reason." I groaned at the memory. "That was traumatic! But yes, we have before." Rooster raised a brow. "And?" 

"Oh, she's good!" Phoenix said and I chuckled. "You might be better." Rooster watched between us. "Only once?" I shook my head. "Two other times, both drunk." He groaned, "I should've gone to the Naval Academy." I chuckled at him. "It's okay, now you get to kiss me." He raised his brows and tilted his head. "Okay, that's fair." We went silent again, just watching the tv. Until Phoenix spoke up, "I'm so glad you two met." I looked to her, seeing that she was staring out the window. "You okay?" "I just realized, I don't have to worry about you anymore." She had a few tears stream down her face. "Aw! Honey!" I said getting up and crawling into the chair with her, "Come here." I said, pulling her into me as we just sat in the chair. "You don't have to worry anymore." I kissed her head as she buried her face in my chest. 

I looked to Rooster, he had a sad smile on his face. "Let's get you to bed, hm?" She nodded and I stood with her, walking her upstairs. As she got into Bianca's room she laid on the bed and I laid with her for a few minutes. "You're my best friend, you know that?" She nodded. "I'm so happy for you." I chuckled and kissed her head. "It's because of you. We bumped into each other but you were the one who got us to hang out. You were the one who let him come here." She chuckled. "So maid of honor and godmother?" I laughed. "Maid of honor, for sure. Godmother, you may have to fight my mama on that one." 

We laid there in the quiet for a little while longer until her breathing evened out. I slowly stood up, pulling the covers over her and turning off the lights as I closed the door. "She okay?" Rooster asked as he came up behind me, startling me as his hands went around my waist. "She's fine, just happy." He turned me around to face him. "I am too." I smiled and pulled him into a kiss. "I am too, so happy." He quickly lifted me up bridal style, "Come on, I have a flight tomorrow evening and I just wanna cuddle you all night." I giggled quietly as he took me into Phoenix's room, where we slept touching each other all night. 

~~~

"I change my mind, I don't wanna go to Top gun. I wanna go with you." I said as tears streamed down my face. Rooster wiped the tear away as we stood in the airport. "Oh, pretty girl I would give anything for you to come with me right now. But you have a once in a lifetime opportunity, and you're going to take it. Then afterwards, I'll meet you at the airport in Norfolk." I groaned and rested my head on his shoulder. "I didn't think you leaving would be this hard!" I cried as his arms wrapped around me. "I know, I know honey." I squeezed him. "Go, kick ass, and come out on top!" I nodded. "Don't worry Caila, Top gun is thirteen weeks. It will fly by and you'll be on the first plane to Virginia." Phoenix said throwing her arm around my shoulder. "I know, I just didn't think I would struggle with this. I mean, hell what am I gonna do when deployments come around? Because they will." 

"You'll cry, and beg me to stay and I will do the same thing when you get orders." I chuckled as he brushed my hair back. "Don't even bring that up." I said, making him chuckle. "My flight leaves in forty-five minutes and I still have to get through security." I hugged him tightly, his lips landing on the crown of my head. "I'll miss you." I mumbled into his chest, I vaguely heard myself over his heartbeat. "Oh," He sighed. "I'll miss you too pretty girl." I pulled away to lean up and kiss him. "Remember, if anything happens, I'm coming for you and I'm getting you out. You're mine now, and I'm not letting you go." He said as he leaned his forehead on mine, his hand caressing my cheek and I leaned into it. "I don't want you to let me go." He smiled and kissed me one last time.  

"Oh shit!" He fussed, "What?" He shuffled through his bag and pulled out a long jewelry box. Tears welled up in my eyes at the sight, "Rooster, you didn't." He chuckled and opened the box, showing me the gold diamond solitaire necklace. "You shouldn't have Rooster, it wasn't cheap." I said as I wiped the tears from my face. "Yeah, but my girl only gets the best. May I?" I turned, lifting my hair and let him place the necklace around my neck, clasping it. He placed a kiss on the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "Gorgeous." I smiled and played with the small stone that laid between my collar bones. "It truly is Rooster, thank you." He chuckled. "I was talking about you pretty girl." I blushed at his words and looked at my watch. "Fuck! You have thirty minutes till boarding! Go!" I yelled as Phoenix hugged him quickly, before he pulled me into him. His hands gently grabbed my neck, and pulled me into a searing kiss. "I'll be waiting, honey." I kissed him one more time before shoving him. "Alright Casanova! Go!" 

I pushed him towards security and it took about fifteen minutes to get through. Phoenix and I stayed till he was on the other side. He grabbed his duffel from security and started running towards his gate. "That man is wrapped around your finger." Phoenix said as we turned to walk back to the car. "MAGNOLIA!" We whipped around. "What in tarnation is that man doing?! He's gonna miss his damn flight!" I growled as he ran back up to security, about a hundred feet away. He had a mischievous smirk on his face and he cupped his hands around his mouth. "I LOVE YOU MAGS!" My jaw dropped and I thought my heart was going to swell out of my chest. He winked at me before turning and sprinting back through the airport to his gate. "Did he just-" "Loudly announce his love for you to this entire section of the airport? Yes." Phoenix finished. 

"So, how are you going to respond?" I shot my hand into my purse and digging for my phone. "Fuck, his phone will be on airplane mode as soon as he boards." After a few minutes of digging for my phone, I found it. Only after dumping my entire purse in the floor and making phoenix help me find it. "Got it! Got it!" I looked at the time and saw he had five minutes if he hasn't boarded early. I quickly tapped on the unsaved number and it rang, only once. "Hey pretty girl I-" " I love you too." I muttered and I could practically hear the grin growing on his face. "Oh, yeah?" I nodded. "I have spent the last few years, pushing my feelings aside and I'm done. Bradley Bradshaw, I love you." I looked to Phoenix who was trying so hard to hold in her excitement. I heard something on his end and he sighed. "I love you too, sweet girl. I have to board but as soon as I land I will call you." I nodded and bit my lip. "Okay, I love you." I couldn't stop saying it. "I love you too, honey. We'll talk soon, bye." "Bye." I stood as Phoenix did, squealing as she grabbed my hands to ground me. 

~~~

The rest of my time with Phoenix was fun, especially after her roommates came home. It was a constant party, bar hopping, clubbing, mimosas at brunch, girl's nights in. It was the most fun I have had in a long time, of course I got to talk to Rooster at least once a day, making sure we called each other and spent some time talking. I also found out many things about Phoenix. 

She loves home cooked meals, but hates cooking. So of course, I cooked some of my mamaw's traditional southern recipes which she died for. She loved getting dressed up, any opportunity she had and she has amazing fashion sense. She could hold her liquor better than any of us. But what surprised me the most, my lovely Phoenix, is a total maneater! She was pulling so many men every time we went out, getting us free drinks, one guy even paid for our meal and our uber. Phoenix had charm and she knew how to use it. 

I was sad to leave Phoenix, but knowing what comes after Top gun had me much more excited to go. I loaded up all my stuff after Phoenix helped me wash my clothes, "It's an eight hour drive and I'll likely hit LA traffic." She nodded. "Call me when you get there so I can stop stressing." I chuckled. "Yes, mama." I quipped and she glared at me before grabbing my face and kissing my head. "Go, so you can kick some ass and show them who the best fighter pilot of this generation is." I nodded and crawled into my jeep. "TOP GUN, BABY!" I yelled as I took off down the street.

I arrived on base almost ten hours later, thank god I left at 5 a.m. I jumped out of my jeep and grabbed my stuff, taking it inside to the barracks. I didn't bring much, mainly clothes and necessities to get through these thirteen agonizing weeks. But now that I'm here, as excited as I am to see Rooster again, I'm so excited to be at Top gun. 

~~~

"Attention on deck!" We all jumped to attention as Captain Heatherly walked in. "Welcome to Top gun, I am Captain Heatherly better known as Jester, you are here because you are the best of the best. But at the end of your training, only one will truly come out on top and prove they are better than all of you. You will learn dog fighting, how to defend against the best of the best, out there." He said pointing out the window. 

After introductions we were sent out to get in the air. "Lieutenant Wilder." I turned to find Jester walking over to me with a blonde man in glasses in tow. "Yes sir?" I asked and he nodded. "As you were. We are giving you a WSO while you're here." I furrowed my brows. "I'm sorry sir, I've always flown single." He nodded. "Top gun is about challenging you, Lieutenant Floyd here will be your new back seater." I nodded and shook his hand. "Callsign?" I asked as I adjusted my Oakley's. "Bob, yours?" I held up my helmet. "Magnolia." 

"How do you handle intense flying, Bob?" He gave me a crooked smile. "I've trained for it." I nodded and turned to the jet. "Then load up, Bob." He followed behind as we both did our precheck, and loaded up. "Ready, Bob?" "As I'll ever be." We taxied out and waited. "Magnolia, ready for take off." I waited with baited breath for control to give me the all clear. "Magnolia, you are clear for take off." With that I pushed forward until we were finally in the sky. 

~~~

"I can't believe we're four weeks in and we're in first." Bob said in disbelief as we rode to a bar that everyone has been going to. "We're the best for a reason, Bobby." Bob and I became close over the course of this program, he's become a close friend and we spend a lot of time together. "Think we'll graduate on top?" I nodded. "Keep doing what we're doing, and we will." 

I pulled the Jeep into the sandy parking lot of the Hard Deck and we jumped out. "So whose DD?" Bob raised a finger. "I don't drink often, and I'm not in a mood." I nodded and tossed him the keys. "I'll go easy on you tonight." He gave me a scared look as we walked in, it wasn't super crowded yet so I immediately went to the bar. The brunette behind the bar seemed vaguely familiar, so I waited with Bob at the bar, my tiffany blue sundress flowing around my thighs. She turned and saw me and walked over with an eyebrow quirked. "Do I know you?" I chuckled. "I thought the same thing, Caila Wilder, maiden name is Motley." Her jaw dropped. "No. you're  admiral Motley's daughter?" I nodded and she laughed. "Last time I saw you, you barely came to my knee." I furrowed my brows at her. "I dated Pete Mitchell off and on throughout the years, we went to an anniversary party for your parents. Penny Benjamin." 

I nodded in realization. "So you dated Mav, nice." She chuckled and shook her head. "I know, not my best choice." I shook my head. "Naw, Pete is nice." I held a straight face for all of three seconds. We laughed together, her leaning against the bar. "So you work here?" She nodded. "I manage the place." I smiled at her. "Good, someone I can trust to make my Moscow mules." She chuckled and made my drink, sliding it to me. "Because I like you, I'll give you a heads up on my rules." She pointed to a sign and I laughed. 'Disrespect a lady, the navy or place your phone on my bar. You buy a round.' "I think we'll get on just fine Penny."

~~~

By week ten Bob and I were struggling to maintain first place against Yale and Harvard, what a pair. It was ten a.m. on a day off and I was sat on the back deck of the Hard Deck, I have been coming here for a few days to write some songs. It helps clear my mind. Most are about Rooster, a few are about Aaron and what an ass he is. "I'm sorry we're- Oh, it's you." Penny said walking out back. "Sorry, it's just peaceful out here." She nodded and joined me, holding out her hand to me from the chair next to me. 

"Can I see?" I handed over the notepad and she read it. "This is deep, a little different from what i've seen you write on my bar." I blushed realizing she's noticed the few lines I've written when inspiration struck. "This isn't about the man whose been making you happy." I bit my lip. "You're right, it's about my husband." Her eyes widened. "You're married?" I nodded. "Soon to be divorced. I file in three weeks." She huffed. "Damn, I hate that for you." I chuckled. "You should be happy for me. Aaron is a narcissistic ass and I'm more than ready to be with the man I actually love." 

"When did you realize you loved him?" I sighed. "When he yelled it at me in the middle of an airport eleven weeks ago. That's when I realized it, but I've loved him a lot longer. We met on deployment a few years back. My husband didn't pick me up from the Florida keys so we did a road trip since we were going the same general direction. I married Aaron the same day Rooster left back for Virginia." She slammed her hands on the arm rest of the chair. "Rooster? Bradley Bradshaw?!" She asked and I nodded. "Honey that boy was absolutely head over heels for a girl when he was here! Wouldn't look at any other woman in this bar, told me he was waiting on the brunette almost black haired, blue eyed beauty to realize what she was missing. The shock I had when he told me she was married and he was waiting for the day she came to her senses!" I laughed. 

"I came to my senses." She rested her chin in her hand. "Please, tell me it was romantic! The boy seems like a hopeless romantic!" I chuckled. "I think it was. He face timed a mutual friend of ours while I was with her and he told me he would do anything for me, that if I asked him to fly out he would drop everything and come. All I said was please and within an hour that man was on a flight from Virginia to San Francisco." She covered her mouth as she smiled. "We spent the entire weekend together and when he left he pulled out this necklace he bought for me," I lifted the gold necklace to show her. "He ran through security and for his gate, then the fool turned around and screamed he loved me across the airport." She chuckled. "That is amazing! So you're going to be with him once you finish Top gun?" I nodded. "Penny, I would be worse than stupid if I ever let that man go." She bit her lip. "But you're the only one who knows about this, so it's our little secret." I said and she winked at me. 

~~~

I got back into the barracks after training, ready for a shower before heading out to the Hard Deck. We graduate tomorrow and Bob and I have been neck in neck with Yale and Harvard, we won't know who truly came out on top until graduation tomorrow. As I set my bag down I saw a bouquet of roses on my coffee table, I looked around quickly wondering who brought them in since I had been at training all day. Then I remembered Halo said she left her bra here when she crashed the other night and needed it. She must've brought them in since she had my key before returning it. I grabbed the note, smiling as I read it.

Magnolia, 

Congratulations on finishing Top gun. I wish I could be there to celebrate but I know we will the moment you land. You are an incredible pilot and an even better person and I couldn't be more proud to call you mine. 

~ Bradley Bradshaw 

I stood as he stormed towards me and I caught his arms, folding them behind him. "How the fuck did you get in here?" I asked, growling in his ear from behind. I lost my towel when I fell but I couldn't care about that now, I also noticed he was more buff than he was before I left for Texas. He'd been hitting the gym, which makes it harder to stand against him. I shoved him forwards and he smirked, shaking his arms out. "I still have a military I.D, babe. Grounds staff unlocked the door for me." I narrowed my eyes at him, snatching my towel. "And to my surprise a bouquet of roses were on your front porch, so I thought I'd bring them in for you." My eyes widened in realization, he has been in here since before I got here. "I figured they were from your father but to my surprise they were from BRADLEY!" He started yelling. 

 I bit my lip before I went into my room where I slipped into the shower, letting the hot water ease my tense muscles. I took longer than normal just to unwind, before slipping out. I put the necklace Rooster got me back on, not wanting to forget the simple gold piece. I dried off and towel dried my hair some. I lived in the barracks by myself so I never worried about covering myself after showers. As I walked out I heard something behind me and before I could turn someone grabbed me, launching me into the wall where I crashed to the floor. My vision was a little hazy but I could never miss Aaron's face. How the hell did he get in?

 

"I thought you were still in Texas. I drove out there to surprise you," He paused, why the hell would he visit? He's never attempted to visit before. "Then I get told you were sent here. I almost drove here immediately when I got a call from work telling me to come home." I watched every move he made, watching his body language closely. "I get there and an old college friend of mine is sitting in my office, to tell me MY WIFE WANTS A FUCKING DIVORCE!" He lunged for me and I barely managed to move before he gripped my hair, yanking my head back and wrapping his free arm around my neck, holding me in a choke hold. "You don't divorce me. You are my wife, you will always be my wife, and if you ever try to leave me again, I will kill you and him." His tone told me he was dead serious. 

"You can kill me if you want, I refuse to be trapped with you." He let go of my hair and stroked my head, pushing my wet hair away from my face. "Would you let Bradley die for you?" I furrowed my brows. "He called while you were in the shower." My heart was thudding out of my chest. "I didn't answer of course, I wanted to see what he said. Wanna listen?" He asked, nuzzling his nose in my hair. He pulled my phone up and played the voicemail.

"Hey sweet girl, I guess you're probably busy. Getting all dolled up to go out, probably in some pretty sundress that's going to make you look fucking ethereal. I just wanted to call and say how proud I am of you, there's no way you're coming in as anything less than first because you're a damn good pilot. I know the next few days are going to be hell, meeting with the divorce lawyer and all, but I'm with you honey, every step of the way. I'll be at Norfolk international when you land, flowers in hand. I hope you remember to enjoy these last few hours because they fly by. I love you, pretty girl. I'll see you in a few days." 

"How sweet, he seems to really care. Maybe, I was wrong about him." He squeezed his forearm tighter around my neck, making it harder to breathe. "It really seemed like it when I saw a picture of you two on twitter. All cuddly and in love." I furrowed my brow as he showed me a picture. It was Rooster and I at Oracle Park after my impromptu performance. I was laughing as Rooster was leaning in to kiss my head, my hand on his left bicep as his right hand was holding my thigh. "You look happy, just like you used to with me." I pushed against him. "I was happy until you started treating me like shit! I'm worth more than that!" He turned me around, grabbing my face. "You're worth what I say you're worth, and that's less than the dirt under my shoe." He shoved me back into the wall my head bouncing off it. "He even bought you that necklace didn't he?" I shook my head. "I bought it myself." He chuckled, "I'll let you keep it, that way it can act as a reminder of who gets hurt if you step out of line."

"Now, I got you a new phone." He said as he trapped me between his arms. "It has my number in it, and your parents and Jameson's that's it." I shoved him, scoffing. "If this is your way of controlling me-" "No, I have other methods." I snatched my phone and dialed 911. "I wouldn't do that unless you want him dead." I furrowed my brows and his words distracted me enough for him to take my phone and launch it into the wall by my head, making me cower as I was almost hit. It shattered as he stepped past me and stomped on it, staring into my eyes, it was a challenge. "I wasn't bluffing." I stared at him, he really wasn't bluffing.

"I have made, many friends over the few years I've been practicing law. It has brought some very unique people before me." He leaned forward, whispering in my ear. "Did you know that many big crime families live in Atlanta?" I furrowed my brows and looked to him. "A lot of them would agree to just about anything to get their loved ones, even their enforcers out of prison. So when I asked a specific enforcer to help me, in exchange for getting his brother out of prison, he jumped at the opportunity to help me." I shook my head. "You know that when you're caught, not if, when, you will be serving time in prison yourself." I pushed past him to put on some clothes, hating the way he kept glancing at me. 

"No, you see because you're the only one who knows about this. I won't be caught, because if you say anything I will have him shot." I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest, the forest green sundress shifting under the weight. "Get out." I said sternly. He chuckled. "GET OUT!" I grabbed his shoulders and rammed him into the wall. "You wanna see? Because he's being followed twenty-four seven." I grabbed him by the collar of his button up, pulling him off the wall. "If I ever hear that you have touched a hair on his head, I will make you disapp-" Suddenly his phone rang, and he answered the facetime call. I had this man by the collar of his shirt and he answers a face time call? 

"We got him Mr. Wilder. He left base and we're on his tail." A voice I'd never heard before spoke. "Just in time, D. I needed to prove to dear wifey here, that her boy toy isn't as safe as she hoped." I stood him up and backed him into the wall in the hallway. "What the hell is going on?" I growled and he smirked, showing me his phone. Bradley was walking down the street, hands tucked in his pockets, and a smirk on his face. I'm not sure where he was headed but whoever was calling Aaron, they seemed to be across the street, almost like they were in a building or on a roof. "Why don't you take aim, D? I wanna see her reaction." I furrowed my brow until I saw the barrel of a rifle pointed at him, my breath caught in my throat. "Want me to take the shot?" I looked to Aaron as tears welled in my eyes, Rooster was still walking, as if there was nothing wrong. "Why not? I'm tired of dealing with this." I head him cock the rifle and I panicked, the fear of not only losing him but watching him die being too much to handle. "I'LL STAY! I'll stay! Just, please, don't do this!" I begged, pushing myself against him, as if the pressure would change his mind. 

"Oh, hang on, D. What was that baby?" Tears fell down my cheeks as I sobbed. "I'll stay. Just please, don't do this." He smirked at me. "Stand down, D. I got her where I want her." The rifle disappeared from view and the call ended. "Is he-" "No, I'll be nice this time. But if you ever try to leave me again, I'll make sure he's dead, you'll have nowhere to run too. You defy me, I'll kill him. You tell anyone, I'll kill him." His hands rested on my cheeks softly. "I love you too much to lose you, Caila. You need to understand, I can't live without you." If only I could leave, and it kill you. "Just don't hurt him, please." I begged as I cried. Aaron leaned forward and kissed the tears from my cheeks, something he's never done. "Come on, we have an hour before you have to be with your team, you can introduce me at dinner." He pulled me back towards my bedroom. My mind was reeling, he flipped like a switch, like a true psychopath. I felt his lips on my neck and I shuddered. "Aaron." I cried and he chuckled. "Come on baby, I've missed you." He interlaced his finger with mine as I cried. "You do as I say, and Bradley gets to live." I sobbed as he shoved me back towards the bed. 

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

Taglist:

@mak-32 @rosiahills22

[brainlessrot]

hello congrats on 1k, I hope you're doing well!! could I request #16 with (romantic) jade?

im doing great :)) here you go!!!

number: 16 ー taking care of their sick s/o

character: Jade, Gn! reader

"Ahh," He sighed, moving his head side to side as he held a soft smile on his face, his gloved hand laying next to your face as you layed on bed. "Haven't I told you many times that you should take more care of yourself? If only you had listened to me more..." He complained, fake sadness on his voice.

It's not that he enjoys seeing you sick, obviously not, he very much prefers it when you are healthy as an apple, but he cannot help but coo when you need him to help you, either by just taking care of you or pitching in to help you with your work when you are unable to.

"Alright, I will cook some stew, I haven't tried these land recipes yet, but I've been told that they usually help when a human is sick." A shudder ran down your spine, first you get sick and now Jade is ready to use you as his little lab rat. His hand brushed over your cheek as he chuckled, ignoring your excuses.

You heard as he rummaged through your kitchen, pots and knives clanking against each other. A warm scent came from downstairs, making your mouth water, maybe being Jade's lab rat wasn't that bad.

You heard him hum a song as he walked up the stairs, steam coming from the pot he was holding. He sat by your side on your bed, resting the stew on your night table.

"I saw you had some mushrooms, so I made a mushroom stew. There weren't as many as I'd have desired there to be, but enough to do something edible." He helped you sit up, putting extra pillows on your back so you'd be comfortable.

He grabbed a spoon, scooping up some of the steaming stew, softly blowing in it so that you wouldn't burn your mouth. He smiled as he pushed the spoon in your direction, his free hand under it so that if anything dripped, it wouldn't dirty your bed.

"Say ahh," he pressed the spoon between your lips, the stew going down as warm as it felt. The stew, although his first ever attempt, felt cozyー something that reminded you of laying in an armchair with multiple covers around your body. Something akin to how his eyes watched you carefully, just a tinge of worry for your wellbeing along the general feeling of care he held for you.

When he finished feeding you, he oushed you back down on your bed, pulling the covers up to youe chin. He bent forwards, pressing a hand to your forehead as he checked your temperature. He hummed, his lips leaving a kiss over his hand.

"Rest well, love." Sleep trickled from the corners of your view, Jade grabbing the empty pot and walking out of your room, giving you a look over his shoulders that you could only classify as pure devotion being the last thing you saw before falling asleep.

[i-have-a-wonky-eye-too]

One Night...

This is part 2 to One Night 12 Days Ago...

WARNINGS: Fluff, 18+ readers, smut, oral (f-receiving), unprotected sex, breast play, breastfeeding kink? Daddy!Bucky, Papa!Bucky, self loathing, own body shame, body worship

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

Bucky ignored the princess tiara that was sat on his head thanks to Morgan making him wear it (along with Sam and Steve), and focused on you and his little girl. Even though she was here and almost four months old, Bucky still couldn't believe she was actually real and all his and yours. She was perfect. You, we're perfect.

"Buck, you listening?" Steve nudged his friend.

Bucky blinked and tore his gaze away from you as you fed his daughter. "Hmm?"

"Course he ain't listening. Look at him, all lovesick puppy, drooling over his baby's mama." Sam teased before taking a swig of his beer.

Bucky let out a heavy sigh making both men laugh at him.

"Ignore him, Buck, he's just jealous." Steve smiled and put his hand on Bucky's shoulder. "How is fatherhood treating you?"

Bucky's lips stretched out into a giant grin. "It's great."

He really loved being a dad. The past year had been a roller-coaster of emotions, but Bucky didn't regret his decision he made that day you told him.

"And how's the new house coming along? Y/N said you've been working hard." Steve smiled, although he was a little disheartened he hadn't had the time recently to help you and Bucky out.

"Almost finished." Bucky grinned, "Just got the master bedroom and guest room to redecorate and then that's the whole house."

"Then you've got the yard to start." Sam reminded.

Bucky nodded, "Yeah... Gonna need all the help I can get with that." He chuckled.

"I've got some time off coming up, Bucky. I'll come visit you guys and help out." Steve smiled proudly at his best friend.

"Me too." Sam offered, "Plus, we could always get Groot to help out." The three men burst out laughing together.

"... It's our one year anniversary tomorrow," Bucky smiled. "I'm gonna-"

A high pitched wail cut Bucky off and put him on high alert. "Oh, baby," You cooed softly as your little girl began crying. You stood up, rocking your daughter as big fat tears rolled down her cheeks. "Are those nasty teeth bugging you again." You spoke softly, "Shall we get papa to help? Hmm?"

Bucky's heart broke, "Duty calls." Bucky quickly jogged over to where you were. "Papa's here, princess," Bucky scooped his little girl up, kissing her little cheek softly before letting her suckle softly on his left index finger.

Who would have thought the hand Bucky was so scared of for all those years, would be the only thing to bring his little girl comfort.

Steve and Sam watched from afar, shaking their heads as they drank their beer.

"Ugh, it's sickening, isn't it?" Sam smirked.

Steve nodded and smiled to himself as he watched Bucky calm your daughter down like a pro. "Disgusting really."

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

Pepper was looking after your little girl, Bucky was downstairs cooking your anniversary meal whilst you were stood in front of your floor length mirror frowning.

All day you'd been excited for tonight, you'd even bought yourself a new dress. But then you put it on and began to doubt the decision because of the way you felt you looked. Bucky was a fool to be with you. Not that he had any choice. He'd be better off with someone different. God, you hated yourself.

"Why are you crying?"

You looked up from your reflection and met Bucky's eyes in the mirror, surprised by his presence. "Oh, hormones-"

"Don't." Bucky sighed as he stepped into your shared bedroom. "I know when you're lying, Y/N." He frowned softly at you as he came up behind you. He rested his hands on your hips and rested his chin on your shoulder. "You look beautiful." He whispered.

"I don't have any make up on yet, Buck." You scoffed and stepped out of his hold.

Bucky frowned, "You don't need it."

You scoffed again. "Right. Cause bags under the eyes is such a sexy look. Not that you'd know," You muttered.

"You don't have bags, Y/N. And, you never answered my question."

"It doesn't matter." You whispered, sitting down on your side of the bed.

"It does. If something has upset you, tell me, I can fix it and make it better." He smiled softly at you.

You shook your head, "You can't fix me, so... Just forget it."

Bucky stared at you with his mouth gaped. "Fix you? What are you talking about? You don't need to be fixed."

"Yes I do." You looked up at him. "My body has changed, it's saged and stretched and... I'm not, like you. I'm getting old..."

"You're still beautiful, Y/N. And, you're body changed because it was growing our little girl. It changed for the better. And, you haven't saged..." Bucky smiled as he walked up to you. He reached down and pulled you up onto your feet. He pinched your chin and lifted your face to look at him. "You're still the same woman I fell in love with."

Before any words could pass your lips Bucky kissed you deeply. Your hands moved up his sides and up to his shoulders, hugging him closer to you as Bucky held your face close to his.

"Let me show you," Bucky whispered against your lips. "Like you showed me, when I would feel down..." Bucky kissed you softly. "Let me love you..." He trailed his lips across your jaw and down the side of your neck, smirking against your skin as you let out a breathy moans, "... Like you love me."

"Yes," You crashed your mouth against his in a heavy kiss, pulling at his shirt.

You worked together to undress one another, your lips and teeth leaving trails across each other's skin with soft praises.

Bucky let out a soft moan as he knelt back from you, his hands sliding up your thighs as he took in your naked body underneath him. "I've missed you, baby," He leaned over and pressed a light kiss to your right hip and then your left before pressing one to the stretch marks just to the side of your belly button. "Your so beautiful... Even more than before... My sexy... Mama," Bucky smirked, kissing everywhere he could.

You let out a small giggle, pushing on his forehead to get him to stop. "Bucky, I need you... Please."

Bucky smirked as he leaned over you, "Gotta let daddy have a taste first, baby."

You let out a low moan and nodded as you bit your bottom lip.

Bucky moved back down your bottom. Lightly flicking his tongue over your nipples as he fif, smirking as you mewled and gasped at the sensation. He trailed his lips down your body until he came to your thighs. He lifted your legs and put them over his shoulders brfitr he dived right in.

"Fuck!" You cried out as Bucky devoured your cunt.

Bucky wasn't lying when he said he'd missed you. Since you'd given birth to your baby girl had been born, you'd put a wall up around yourself. You hardly showed your beautiful body off any more. He missed being intimate with you, and not just because the sex was always great. He missed showering or bathing with you. He missed laying around naked in bed doing nothing, laughing and making jokes, or walking around in your underwear as you talked first thing on a morning. He missed massaging your sore feet or painting your toe nails for you because you couldn't bend down to do them. He even missed when you did his that one time. He missed just being close to you.

You whined pushing yourself up on your elbows when Bucky pulled back just before you came.

Bucky chuckled as he pushed himself up. "What? You thought I was gonna let you cum just like that?" He winked.

"Tease," You pouted.

Bucky crawled over you until he came eye to eye with you. "Like you don't tease me." He grinned down at you and pressed a kiss to your lips.

"Please... Bucky," You breathed heavily as Bu KY trailed his lips down your throat.

Bucky smirked against you, "Think you're ready, baby? Shouldn't I open you up?"

"Just fuck me, Bucky," You moaned deeply as he lightly bit your shoulder. "Please."

Bucky crashed his his lips hard against yours as he slipped his cock through your slick pussy. You both moaned softly, hands holding each other closer.

You let out a long drawn out moan as Bucky slowly pushed the head of his cock inside your pussy.

"Fuck," You both moaned together.

You tightened your arms around Bucky's body, pulling him closer as he rolled his hips, pushing his cock deeper. Your nails dug into Bucky's back, leaving behind half moon crests.

"Fuck," Bucky panted, "Baby, you feel so good," He ran his nose along the length of your neck.

Your eyes rolled back as Bucky lightly bit your neck and lathered his tongue over the marks. You let out a soft gasp as you felt something wet smudge against Bucky's chest. "Buck, I'm-"

"Shit," Bucky pulled back and looked down to your chest. White droplets pebbled from your nipples. "Oh, baby," He whispered before he bent down and began to softly lick at your left nipple, moaning at the sweet taste of your milk. "... So... Good,"

You muttered and whimpered, wrapping your legs around Bucky's waist as he drove his hips harder into you. "Yes! Oh," Your eyes screwed shut as tingles ran across your skin. "Oh god, yes... Yes!" Your body spasmed as your toes curled and your orgasm ran through your body.

Bucky's stilled as he followed, breathing heavily against your neck and he squeezed your body against his. "Fuck," He kissed your shoulder softly and repeatedly. Bucky slowly and carefully pulled out of you as not to hurt your sensitive body and rolled over onto his side. "I-"

The scent of something burning hit your nostrils. "Did you leave the oven-" Before you could finish the sound of the fire alarm cut you off.

"Oh, fuck!" Bucky quickly jumped out of bed, quickly grabbing his pants as he ran out the door.

You let out an amused giggle, slowly and carefully getting out of bed. You'd missed your body feeling this way. You missed being with Bucky.

"What the?" Your toes touched something as your feet touched the floor. You frowned softly at the small box on the floor.

Bucky huffed angrily as he slammed the burnt chicken down on the side. Everything was going perfect. "Damn it!"

"Bucky,"

"I'm sorry, baby, I fucked up." He sighed deeply and leaned against the counter so his back was to you. "What shall we do? Take out? Or, make a sandwich?" He huffed out a laugh before letting out a frustrated sigh.

You sighed softly, "Buck," You whispered, slowly walking around the counter until you came up behind him. "You didn't fuck up," You gently trailed your hands around Bucky's waist and over his toned stomach. "You got carried away." You giggled, pressing your lips against Bucky's naked back.

Bucky sighed. "M'sorry, doll, I wanted it to be special." He reached up with his flesh hand and took yours as they settled on his pecks.

You smiled against his back. "It is." You tapped your left hand against his chest. "See? I love you too, Bucky."

Bucky frowned and looked down. His eyes widened as he they landed on your ring finger. "God damn it," He groaned and took your left hand in his metal fingers. He looked over his shoulder and smirked at you. "We've still got dessert..."

[deexchanel]

New York

Word Count: 2,655

Pairing: Avengers x BlackFem!Reader. Justice League x BlackFem!Reader but more specifically Clark Kent x BlackFem!Reader.

Warning: Arguing, mention of miscarriage, angst.

Summary: After not being in contact for so long, someone decides to make a visit.

A/N: The title has nothing to do with the one short. Oops. Anyway I hope you guys enjoy!😁 below is Y/N’s outfit for the first half.

A long day after helping the team on their mission, Y/N wanted some pizza. It was around 10 p.m. when she decided to leave the tower. Tony was asleep in the chair, Steve was asleep on the couch. Natasha and Bucky were on the floor watching a movie. Thor was rummaging through the refrigerator, he was watching the movie as well but stopped to get some snacks.

Loki was in the library reading a book. Peter was on patrol so that’s why she felt safe with being out so late. “Loki I’m leaving to get some pizza okay?” He closed his book, preparing to stand up.

“Alright, I’m going with you.”

Y/N placed a hand on his chest so he could stay sitting. “ I want to go by myself Loki. I’m going to be perfectly fine, Peter’s patrolling right now.”

Loki sigh trying to push down his overprotective feeling. “Alright, just be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to you.” Y/N hummed kissing his forehead, she then walked to the living. Everyone in their same position except Thor was now back on the floor.

Y/N kissed each of their foreheads, “I’m going to go get some pizza. Anyone wants anything?”

Natasha shook her head,“ No, be careful though. I really want to pause this good movie to save your ass.” Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, grabbing her purse from the hook.

“Bring me back some pizza? I’m rather hungry.” Thor said with his eyes glued to the tv.

“You’re always hungry Thor. Bring me some too. Better yet, why don’t I just come.” Y/N heard shuffling from behind her. She wanted to take a peaceful by herself to get pizza, is that too hard to ask? “No Bucky, I want to go by myself. I can handle it.”

She turns around to see him looking at her hesitantly. “You sure Y/N? I don’t mind coming-”

“I got it, really. Go enjoy the movie Bucky. I’ll be right back.” Y/N cut him off, walking out of the door. Bucky stood there dumbfounded, “Is she acting weird or it’s just me?” He pointed to the door, looking at Natasha and Thor.

“She seems alright with me.” Natasha shrugged and Thor didn’t reply.

Y/N took a deep breath hearing the new york life sparkle in her ears. Taxis coming and going. The roar of the subway beneath Y/N’s feet. Everyone talking but still being able to hear your own conversation.

Lights flashing brightly, babies crying, the homeless constantly asking for money. The smell of 1,000 vendors, many selling gyros. Broadway fans going insane when their favorite cast member walks out of the stage door. People of every race, color, and religion.

“Finally,” Y/N mumbled after a good minute of walking, she arrived at the pizza store on the corner. She ordered and stood in line for 15 minutes then left with 5 boxes of pizza. Stopping at the park, Y/N sat on a bench eating pizza enjoying the night air.

Y/N was happy with life but sometimes a person just wants to be alone. A little part of her misses the old lifestyle she had. Bruce, Barry, Diane, Victor, and Arthur. She missed them so much, especially Clark but he was the last person she wanted to see.

They were old lovers, at one time there wasn't a thing Clark wouldn't do for Y/N. Time skip, Y/N found out she was pregnant but due to stress from Clark, she miscarried. No one knew because of the genuine smile she held on her face. He was probably so caught up with Lois to not notice that she'd been gone for a year now.

She loved Clark, Y/N was his best friend. Lois came into the picture and he dropped everything just for her. Heartbroken, Y/N came to new york searching for happiness. She found it in the avengers who she now calls family.

Today was the anniversary of her baby and she just wanted to be alone. She was alone when it happened so she rather be alone now. Y/N stared off into space not even hearing someone land beside her. You read right, land.

"Y/N?"

The deep voice took her out of her gaze. Y/N turned to see Clark in his superman attire. Shocked, she could barely get anything out. "...Clark??"

Clark's face held worry," Y/N..." Y/N furrow her eyebrow confused cutting him off.

"What are you doing here Clark?"

"I can't come to see you now? Y/N I haven't seen you in months."

"Clark I don't wanna talk about that right now. I want to know how did you know I was here??" Y/N stood up, placing her unfinished pizza in the box. She couldn't even enjoy alone time without being bothered.

"Bruce's been track you this whole time Y/N. Come home, we miss you. I miss you." He reached out for her hands. Surprisingly Y/N let him grab her hands. She shook her head.

"Clark I can't just leave. I have a life and family here. You have Lois now, that's who you need. Not me."

Clark looked down," She left me Y/N. Lois said me being superman was too much."Y/N sigh knowing how to hurt he was. Yes, she was mad at him but sometimes not everything needs a reaction. Keeping it calm, she gave him a hug.

"I'm so sorry Clark, I should've been there for you."

Clark held her close smelling her wonderful smell of lavender. "It's okay Y/N. I know this life is treating you well."

Y/N could feel that it was getting late. "Clark I have to go, but I do have to ask you something." He pulled back glazing into her brown eyes.

"What is it Y/N?"

"Tomorrow evening bring the team to the tower. I want everyone to meet each other. I'll cook! It'll be so much fun."

Clark looked at her with hesitation, "I don't know Y/N.."

Y/N gave him the puppy dog eyes, "Please Clark? You get to see me in a nice outfit." He smiled giving in.

"Oh alright."

-------

"A little bit of this," Y/N murmured pouring grated cheese on top of the macaroni. She placed it in the oven, closing the door with her butt. Dinner consisted of steak with tarragon mushrooms with a side of macaroni. Y/N had been in the kitchen all day while the team did their overview with Fury for missions they have done.

"Smells amazing in here Y/N! What you make?" Steve's voice came from behind while she grabbed plates out of the cabinet. "Food Steve. You'll see when it's dinner time and if you don't mind, can you help me set the table?"

Steve nodded his head with a smile, "Sure I don't mind Y/N." The two joked around while they set the table. Clark and everyone were to be here in about 20 minutes. When she got home from the park last night, Y/N told the avengers about this evening dinner, and boy it was some weird faces.

She didn't know who was harder to convince, Tony or Steve. Maybe because they had been on the team longer. Once finished Y/N ushered Steve to go get dressed. She was so caught up with finishing the meal, that she didn't check the time. "Fuck!"

It was 10 minutes until Clark and the rest got there. She was nowhere near ready. "Y/N why aren't you ready?" Tony asked in disbelief when he walked into the kitchen. Y/N pulled at her hair.

"I know, I know! I was too caught up in finishing the steaks. Can you watch the food so it won't burn? please?"

Tony sigh,"If that makes you get dressed faster then I'll watch it." He opened the lid, the food smelled amazing. "Yeah hurry up, this smells good. I'm ready to eat."

"Thank you!" She kissed his cheek, rushing past so can get dressed.

---------

"Y/N they're here!" Steve called up the stairs. Y/N hopped around on one foot trying to put on the other boot. When it finally slid on her foot, she stood in front of a mirror taking a deep breath. She wanted all her favorite people to come together and be her support. To make her forget about the pain she went through a year ago yesterday.

Y/N walked downstairs with all eyes on her. Clark's mouth was agape from how good she looked. "Arthur! Diana! I've missed you guys!" Y/N hugged her with passion.

"Me too. You look beautiful." Diana hugged her back. Y/N moved towards Arthur giving him a hug. "Thank you."

"Yeah you look too good, don't make me have to beat anyone up from looking too hard." Thor snorted which made Arthur glance at him for a second. Y/N moved to Bruce.

"I hope you're doing good Bruce other than Barry getting on your nerves."

"Hey!" Barry said in defense.

"I'm good, just missed having you around."Bruce expressed which kinda shocked Y/N because he wasn't so open. She then gave Victor and Barry a hug. "I've missed you, two knuckleheads, together."

"We've missed you too." Victor smiled.

"What are we eating, it smells so good in here," Barry said excitedly. Y/N laughing gesturing towards the dining table. "We're about to find out, let's eat!"

Everyone cheered a bit sitting at the table, you know they didn't mingle but sat on the opposite side. Y/N walked over to the stove trying to bring the food to the table but Natasha stopped her.

"I got it Y/N, go sit down. You've been on your feet all day, I can bring the food to the table." Natasha grabbed the glass casserole dish out of her hand. She wasn't lying about her feet hurting but Y/N wasn't going to admit it.

Y/N sigh, "Fine, I'm bringing the champagne to the table though." She hurriedly grabbed two bottles of champagne before Natasha could protest. She definitely needed a sip before dealing with two rival heroes.

----------

There were conversations here and there but most of Y/N. She had all her favorite people in one room. Dinner was running smoothly until...

"So Y/N, Clark told us that you were coming back to stay permanently. I'm excited to have you back." Barry used his knife to cut the steak. Y/N didn't know who to look at crazy him or Clark. She could feel the hard glaze from Bucky.

"What's speedy boy talking about Y/N?" Tony asked tilting his head. Steve sat down his knife.

"Yes please do explain."

"I uh haven't said anything like that. I had planned on visiting, it wasn't official." Y/N scratched her arm out of nervousness from all eyes on her.

"I knew I wasn't going insane. Y/N wasn't going to go back permanently, she's not that crazy." Thor chuckled drinking his champagne.

Victor glanced at him sideways."What's that supposed to mean? Y/N wouldn't be crazy if she came back permanently. That's honestly the perfect decision if she does."

"Guys.." Y/N trailed off but was ignored by everyone. "Y/N is right where she belongs. Do I need to say more?" Loki wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"If she wants to come back permanently then she can. Y/N's only been with you guys for what ? a year? She's been with us forever so you know who she's going to choose." Arthur leaned back in the seat.

"Sure fish boy." Tony let his smart mouth get the best of him. Y/N took a sip of her champagne to calm her nerves.

"Guys..."

She was ignored again. "Y/N is coming with us and that's final. That's the only reason why I came to this wretched place was for her." Clark crossed his arm and Bucky narrowed his eyes at him.

"She's not going anywhere with you. I stand on that."

"Barnes right, you think I was going to let her leave with you after what you did? That's really funny." Natasha chugged the rest of her champagne down. Y/N winced at what she said.

"Guys please."

"Does that matter? Y/N is coming whether you like it or not." Bruce said setting his fork down. Diana nodded in agreement.

"I don't have to anything. Just know I'm not going down without a fight?"

"You people are so petty and tiny." Thor laughed using his fingers to indicate how small they were.

"If Y/N doesn't want to leave she isn't going to leave. it's her decision." Steve sat forward in his seat. They were getting louder by the minute.

"She isn't going, you weaklings," Loki growled sitting forward in his seat as well, not taking eyes off Arthur. Both Clark and Bucky held an intense stare.

"We should go few rounds." Tony stood up and so did Bruce.

"Let's do it then Stark."

Y/N chugged down the rest of the champagne. "Stop." The argument between them grew louder. "Stop!" Y/N stood up placing her hands on the table, no one noticed.

She slammed her hands against the table. "STOP! JUST STOP IT!" Everyone stared at her in shock.

"ENOUGH WITH THIS! I brought you altogether because I wanted support. I needed support."Y/N gritted through her teeth, tears welling in her eyes. "The one time I step out, you all can't even put your petty egos aside. I don't care who I'm staying with and I don't fucking know why it's an argument. I just wanted it to be a normal night."

Y/N lips trembled as she cried, "I can't hold on to this no longer. I was pregnant before I left Clark. I lost the baby. I lost it the day I went to find out the gender." Clark squeezed his eyes closed, his heart broke hearing the news. "And I hate myself so much for even letting myself stress so much that I lost it. When it happened I was alone. I didn't have you, Bruce, or Diana. I didn't have no one. I came to New York heartbroken."

She looked at the Avengers, they held a sad face. Natasha's cheeks were coated with tears."You guys mended my broken heart. You made me feel welcome and I don't know how I could ever repay you." Y/N wiped her tears.

"But I can't deal with this between all of you. I'm leaving so you can have your big ego contest."

She slid the chair back, walking to the elevator. "Y/N!" Bucky called for her but she ignored him. "Shit!" Clark curses under his breath getting up from the chair. Tony shook his head at him.

"Leave her be Clark. She probably went up to the roof or to the park for fresh air."

------------

Y/N sat in the chair at the airport. She was only going out of the country for a couple of days just to clear her mind. Bruce and Tony have been blowing up her phone none stop. She was tired and waiting on her flight to be called. "Ugh, I'm so tired." She mumbled rubbing her temple. She got up going to the bathroom.

It was oddly quiet until she heard panicked screams. "What?" She murmured looking over her shoulder. Parademons were everywhere. Y/N scrambled to grab her phone trying to be quiet. She slid down the wall, covering her mouth trying to contain her breathing so she wouldn't be heard. The vibration from her phone caught one of their attention and she didn't know.

Still scrambling, Y/N declined the call somehow. She knew she was fucked, tears raced down her melanin cheeks as she held her breath. The parademons appeared beside Y/N, one inspected making sure she was the right one. It snatched Y/N up and she screamed.

"CLARK!"

--------

The two teams were either sitting around or cleaning up. Clark stood in front of the wet dishes drying them off while Bucky cleaned them. He froze hearing Y/N scream in his ears. Diana noticed and instantly spoke up.

"What is Clark? What's wrong?"

"Y/N's been kidnapped."

-------

Omg, I feel like this is so weird😂😂😂. I am going to make a part 2 I just gotta think about how it's going to go. I have a busy weekend ahead so I won't update until Monday.

Yk i had to make Y/N damsel in distress 😉. Clark is her lover but Bucky does like her. This is kinda a part 2 of Vacation. I love Marvel and DC so why not put them together 😁!

I hope you guys enjoyed this weird post even though the title has nothing to do with the plot of the story, I just couldn't think of anything 😂😂.

Stay slutty my friends 💜

[deepseavibez]

Blindspot || KTH

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

-> Picture Source - Pinterest

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

Blindspot [Taehyung x Reader]

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

Genre - Best Friend; Fear of the Future; Nighttime Memories; Mixed Feelings;

Summary - She believed in more. In better. In bigger. That life was out there waiting to be grabbed with both hands. He's made it his sole purpose to remind her that simple moments were beautiful and meant to be enjoyed... and maybe, she would realize he was one of them.

Warning - (Slight) Angst; Anxiety; Unsure feelings; Fear of the Future; Fluff; Comfort;

Word Count - 4.7k

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

🎶 - I'm Fine - BTS

TAE

‘Tae.’

‘Y/n?’ He pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at the time, ‘it’s 3am babe.’

‘... I'm sorry for waking you. Sorry. Go back to sleep, it's okay.’

‘Hey, no, no, I'm awake.’ Sitting up, he switched the phone to his other hand and rubbed at his eyes, ‘What's going on.’

‘It’s not important, I swear,’ he could hear her trying to mask her shakiness over the phone. ‘You can go back to sleep.’

He wouldn’t call her out on lying. He knew better than anyone when y/n was in a bad way. Once he asked her, specifically him, what was wrong, she would crumble and he wasn’t there to catch her right now. ‘Y/n. Come on, talk to me.’

‘I can't sleep.’

‘Yeah, no shit,’ he yawned back.

‘I'm so sorry for waking you.’ He could hear the trepidation in her voice.

‘You know better than to apologize for something like that, ‘ he chastised. ‘Babe, tell me about it. Was it a bad dream? Something keeping you up?’

----------

Y/N

You could hear shuffling over the phone as you searched for an answer. It was hard to put certain emotions into words. You only knew you needed to phone Tae, regretting it too late, when he actually answered. ‘I'm not sure,’ you started awkwardly, ‘I guess. I just don't know where I'm going.’

‘Do you plan on leaving me anytime soon?’ Already pulling your leg, he got you to roll your eyes.

‘No, of course not. I just mean, like, metaphorically.’

Things were a bit...confusing right now.

It had been a long time since you last had to deal with emotions this strong. The voices, getting harder to ignore. You had enough outside negativity to deal with, like family and some friends, all having this certain expectation from you.

It was new for you to rebel, to be who you wanted to be and feel how you wanted to feel without consequences. Choosing a life you solely strived toward, negating the tiny voice in your head saying you were wasting time and you were running out of time and you were not enough.

‘I don't know what I want to do, Tae!’ You burst out, the build up too long, the burden too heavy. ‘I don't have plans. I have a great job, I do. But I don't want to be a PA for the rest of my life and I don't know where to start, where to look, how to choose what I want to do.

I don’t have it figured out, it hasn’t fallen onto my lap, and when I look, I feel like I’m going to waste even more time looking.’

‘Y/n, you know you have a lot more figured out than you give yourself credit for.’ The huskiness of his sleep-leaden voice, comforted you. ‘You have money, a routine stable job, you've worked you way through university and graduated with honors.’ Taehyung did it without effort and he knew you would hear his gruff tone above all others, in a crowd, in a panic, as a voice of reason.

‘I know, and I keep trying to remind myself of that, but it’s just become unbearable. I am running out of time.’ Struggling to remain composed you spoke into the phone as if he was right here, ‘What if I'm still here in ten years, Tae? What if I don't ever figure out my purpose? What if I'm meant to just work and then die? I haven't lived! I haven’t seen the world. I’ve made everyone proud and now I’m the black sheep. I prefer it, It's just-,’

The sound of keys jangling cut you off.

‘Tae,’ you asked tentatively, confusion evident.

‘Hmm.’

‘What are you doing?’ You asked when he provided no further explanation.

‘Are you in pj's right now?’

‘Uh,’ you looked down at your white vest and underwear, just to make sure, ‘yeah, why?’

‘Miss y/n, I didn't know you slept in the nude.’

The protests left you immediately at his teasing, slithering heat under your skin at the very notion. ‘Tae! I am not sleeping in the nude, I have underwear on.’

‘Uh huh, what color are they?’ Your cheeks flamed in embarrassment. You could imagine his smirk, that dumb cocky, arrogant smirk.

He laughed, the sound gruff, infuriating you more, and causing you to giggle back. Because you were the butt of the joke, and you liked his laugh too much. Trying to be mad at him, even when play-fighting or harmless bantering, Taehyung, not a chance.

‘Listen,’ a seriousness settling between you, ‘get dressed, just sweatpants, and a shirt.’

‘Wait, what, why,’

‘Baby, listen for once. Just get dressed and give me five minutes.’

You looked at the blank screen, stunned. Your brain stuck at the word baby, and the effect it had. Your insides were mush, anxiety mollified, despite not knowing what he was about to do next.

‘Babe’, you knew, ‘babe’, you understood, that was normal, routine, best friend. But Baby?

You mulled over it as you discarded your vest, and threw on a loose Celine shirt. Pulling on your black sweats, a pair of socks and air force ones because who knows what this boy was up to, you stopped. You sniffed, once, twice, yep, that was Taehyung’s body wash, but what - oh, you tugged the loose collar toward your nose, yep, this was Tae’s shirt.

You composed yourself, almost deadpan at the small realization. When had he even stripped in your room and why weren’t you there.

Wrapping your messy hair into a bun, you restrained your mind from wandering further.

Your phone beeped from the bed and the screen lit up, a message popping up. ‘Look out your window.’

Peeping out you saw his black Jeep in your driveway. He popped his head out of the driver’s side window and did a two finger salute.

Shaking your head with a smile, you grabbed your phone and made your way downstairs through the house and out the front door.

‘What are you doing here,’ you asked as soon as he came into view. He looked good, white tee, black sweatpants, you matched, except for his leather jacket and red bandana.

He opened the passenger door on your side and leaned back, giving you a once over. His lips twitched as he rested his eyes on the shirt you wore. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he wanted you in his shirt. You raised your eyebrow playfully, refusing to give life to something like butterflies and heart-eyes when your best friend stood in front of you. Life was complicated enough.

‘You needed me to show up.’ He said it a matter-of-factly, but you knew he wanted to be there for you and you couldn’t, not feel grateful, and a little warm, that he would get into his car drive to you, all because you needed him to.

Not waiting for you to reply, he threw a jersey at you. ‘Its cold,’ his tone left no room for protest and he cocked his head toward the jeep, a sign to get in.

You wrapped it around you silently, not moving, not yet.

‘Well,’ his thumb curled around the top of the steering wheel as the rest of his fingers straightened out, his freehand rising to follow his question, ’Come on, get in.’

‘Where are we going?’ You would have gotten in, you would probably end up wherever he was going to take you anyway, but where was the fun in doing everything obediently. Even puppies had wild streaks.

He raised his eyebrow this time, a smirk teasing his cheek, 'You're brave every night, y/n. But not tonight, not while you're with me, come, trust me, wherever we go I'll keep you safe.'

You turned to close and lock the front door, breathing out slowly, as slow and low as you could, doing your best to work on the constriction around your heart; his words too wiry, too strong, too genuine to forget, too deep to ignore. It made you so... agreeable.

Getting into the Jeep, you felt different as you sat here now, in a seat you had been in too many times to count. It was probably the time and the circumstances. Yeah, some shifts were just because of the time, and the air and because it was silent and the dead of night.

You said nothing more, even though a few minutes earlier you spoke into the phone like you would explode if you couldn’t get the words out fast enough, you would be alone in your head, if you weren’t able to make him understand.

You jumped slightly, as you felt his hand close over yours, and pull it toward him to brush his lips along your knuckles. It was an absent action, maybe, because he stared straight ahead, didn’t spare a glance at you as you stared at the side of his head, making it look like he wasn’t even aware he was doing what he was doing.

Swallowing against the pounding of your heart, you chalked this up too. Night time was vulnerable, everyone was just a little more sensitive, you didn’t have to make it more than it needed to be.

Looking out the window you noted the lights and dark windows, empty parks and streets, doing your best to ignore the heat against your hand, the breath against your knuckles, lips not very far away, that were capable of a lot more.

With some effort, you faded out the intensity of his actions, and as your eyes adjusted you saw familiar figures, and buildings you had driven past numerous times. You knew where you were going.

He pulled up in the parking lot of his safe haven. In retrospect, your safe place should be entirely different, but you were safe with Tae, that said, his peace was where you found yours.

Jumping out of the Jeep, you noted how dark and looming the two story building looked. A huge sign reading 'Blindspot' the only posh part about this place, black metal roller doors, spray painted names across the walls, some of the neon colors standing luminescent against the moonless night.

One would think it was graffiti, but the community knew better, the ones that came and went, some that stopped and never left, knew having your name on the wall was a privilege.

He jumped out too, after grabbing something from the back. Carrying it toward you, you noted his knapsack, and a box of some sort.

Handing it over to you to hold, you took hold of them silently, as he pulled out the keys to open the locks and deadbolt.

You watched him, his actions purposeful but he was at home, knowing which way the locks turned, the catch on the bolt needing to be kicked out a certain way before opening fully; he'd done this a thousand times before.

Lifting up the shutters, the noise too loud for the silent night, he opened the door and guided you in, making you all too aware of his palm in the small of your back. Taking the stuff from your hand and throwing it onto the edge of the ring and he lifted up to close the shutters behind you.

You took notice of the extra shirt that falls out of the pile on the ring, one of your favorites of his actually, grey with black spots, sort of like a giant cookies and cream oreo mix.

The empty gym in front of you was a contrast to the busy days it had. There was a weight section, the bags lined up against the far wall hanging still, having no impact thrown at it to sway the dead weight, and the machines had their own floor upstairs, treadmills overlooking the balustrades to the floor below, by the ring where you stood.

The pool area, directly below you, in the basements where the changing rooms and showers could be found.

It looked small on the outside, but inside there were stories to be told, motivation, encouragement, brotherhood, friendships solidified in stone and a fair share of violent memories with broken bones, broken bonds and broken hearts.

Walls were packed with quotes, anatomy teachings and pictures, schedules, a dedicated to growing trophy case with medals and newspaper clippings, and pictures of staff, members, and the boss, with his best friend.

What Tae didn't continue, was the stereotype of the grunge masculine look that came with gyms. Outside may be black as night, but inside there was color everywhere - a world within.

The punching bags were each a different shade, green, red, yellow and blue. The ring bottom was black, neon orange ropes running along the sides in three consecutive lines, and your personal favorite, a giant pride flag hung on a hook outside his office door.

Toxic masculinity wasn't allowed in Taehyung's gym. You could be yourself, make your own lifestyle choices and still be a good fighter or just work-out. He took it upon himself to punch the teeth out of anyone that thought otherwise. This was what he'd always wanted to do and he made it more than just a place to get healthy.

There were four hours, two for the morning, two for the afternoon, catered only to women. Tae understood that men will be men, no matter how much you tried to change it. And comfort mattered.

Working out and exercising, as much as it seemed, like a chore, it could be enjoyable. It could be a social setting, helping people to open up, and cope, providing the best way for them to be themselves.

You helped him find a premises, helped him choose color schemes, and sat in on interviews. For legal purposes you were an advisor and owned a small share percentage. You didn't want it, but Tae insisted, you were especially grateful when the gym grew into more than you both had expected it to become.

'Y/n,' he waved his hand in front of your face, the action snapping you out of your thoughts.

'Huh, sorry, did you say something?'

He smiled comfortingly, 'Take the jacket off and your shoes.'

Scrunching your eyebrows, you finally asked, 'Tae, what are we doing here?'

'We are,' he started explaining as he ripped open a box in his hand, 'doing something I feel you need.'

Looking at you pointedly, he motioned his eyes to the jacket.

Shucking it off, you took off your shoes and redid your bun for good measure.

'It's strange isn't it,' you voiced out loud. He perked up at your food for thought, fingers fiddling with white tape. 'It's strange, that I know every corner of this place, but I haven't ever put a pair of gloves on.'

He raised his hand absently, a student raising his hand to give an answer, his gaze focused on yours as he did. 'That's because you've never had the need to, I'm here to protect you.'

Turning away, you caught yourself, before you let your heart show in your eyes. You've known Tae for so long, been his best friend for years, why now, why this feeling, this tightness in your chest.

You played it off, and walked over to him, socked feet padding against the wooden floor boards.

Taehyung clicking his tongue startled you out of your effort to feel normal; you found him staring at your socks.

'Y/n, I've told the guys this numerous times, you can't spar in the boxing section with socks. It's a slipping hazard.' No trace of the out of the blue romantic words, he bent down easily removing them from your feet one after the other.

It would be weird, if you weren't already so used to his skinship, his cuddling when he slept over, his hand straying over your shoulder on the couch, or brushing against your waist when he passed you. Yet, his thumb, on your ankle, his hand as he circled and held it, even for just the moment that he laid your foot down after taking off the sock, you felt… taken.

You wanted to snort, the wording completely off, I mean, he had a right over you, always had but-

He came into focus, looking up at you from where he sat, and asked lightly,' Do you wash these.'

Your mouth dropped open, as you watched him hold your purple socks in between two fingers, like it would bite him, or the smell would.

Your knee nudged at the side of his face playfully as you reached to pull him up. He took your socks, holding them properly now and put them in his bag, picking up the white tape he was fidgeting with earlier.

'So, will I be sparring with you today?' You were excited now. You had watched people vent and let themselves be free as they learned technique, let themselves be violent without consequences, the satisfaction on their faces after their sessions.

When he finally reaches you again he finds the catch and opens it out. White athletic tape, used to make arms and wrists stiffer, and to provide better grip, even with sweat and slick.

'No, not today. Let's focus on getting you worked up and tired. If you enjoy it, I'll gladly let you go toe to toe with me.' His eyes held a challenge, an underlying meaning evident.

Offering your hands up freely, he taped your wrists and fingers, you've seen him do it many times, just never on your wrists. Experimentally you shook out your fingers and bent and scrunched your wrist to allow for the right amount of tightness.

'Cocky, aren't you, Mr. Kim,' you side-eyed him.

He leaned into you, his breath teasing yours, 'I am the Coach here, y/n.' You blinked at the nervous fluttering in your chest, his intimidation, usually not directed so closely to you, doing something you couldn't explain, couldn't quite grasp.

Somehow, you should be scared, but it was, hot.

Leaning into him, breath for breath, you matched up, 'Then teach me.'

A slow smile broke out over his lips, playful Tae was back, it let you navigate things easier, you knew what to expect.

'So, I'm boxing the bag,' you deduced. 'I don't see why I need to tire myself out. I don't know how to do this.'

His palms closed over your cheeks, puffing your face up, emphasizing your pout. 'You are frustrated. You can't do anything about any of your emotions tomorrow, y/n. You have to be patient. You have to remind yourself it's a day at a time that gets you to your future. It will always be about patience.'

'Unfortunately, patience is overrated at something to 4am,’ you complained as he let go of your face and bent down to produce a new set of gloves from under the ring. Opening the zip of the bag, he pushed one toward you.

Shaking his head at your antics, not even phased, he strapped the gloves to both your hands and walked toward a bag. 'Come on, try it.'

'Color?'

'The yellow one.' He made to stand behind the bag you chose, and held either side of it, knees bent slightly in a defensive stance.

Feeling slightly out of place, and awkward, you huffed and punched the bag just to humor him.

You stared at it. The fucking thing didn't even move.

He burst out laughing at the comical look on your face.

'Okay, wait no,' he composed himself and came around you. His breath fanned your neck, giving you goosebumps, as he held your wrists and showed you how to punch. 'So straighten your elbow, like this, and pull it back in and see how the gloves are shaped, your forefingers curl above your thumb, so inside your glove your thumb shouldn't be in the fist.'

Nodding as you took in the new information, you did your best not to get distracted as he continued, all too comfortable in his element.

'When your wrist hits the bag don't curl it, let it face the impact head on. See, this is how you do it, so you don't break your wrist.' He made you punch the bag and showed you where your wrist was bending and how to keep it tight.

'Alright, baby,' that word, that goddamn word, 'you good to try again?'

Closing your eyes and swallowing hard, you nodded in answer and shook your head out of the Tae trance.

'Start with a simple combo this time, Jab, Jab, Uppercut, Hook.' You knew the names and their directions. Jab was straight forward, twice fast on the submissive hand as a set-up, the uppercut from downward into the abdomen or chin, depending, and the hook, from the dominant hand rounding off on the face.

'Think of it all y/n,' he encouraged, as he walked to his original position, 'the people, the words, the expectations, the beating up of yourself you do on a daily basis, and just go for it.'

Spreading your legs in a stance, aiming at the bag on his command, you clenched your fists and focused.

'Go'

----

'And breathe.'

Breathing heavily you fell flat to the floor, and stared up at the ceiling.

Sweat was in your eyes and your hair, but despite being in dire need of a shower, you felt oddly at ease. Tiny zings of exertion shot through your body as your lungs begged for air and you heard your blood rushing.

The roof was really pretty you thought, the wood positioned in long blocks to form and hold up the gable, grabbing your attention for the first time ever.

You blinked as Tae's face came into view, his hands resting on his knees.

He smirked cutely as he brushed your sweat slicked hair out of your eyes and off your face before reaching down to pick you up off the floor.

Handing you a water bottle, you let him manhandle you as he lifted your form to sit on the edge of the ring, launching himself up to sit next to, a second later.

'How do you feel?' He was proud of himself no doubt, after all, his plan did succeed.

You made a face at him, anyway.

'Hey,' he put both his hands up in mock surrender. 'It worked, didn't it.'

You cut him some slack, this time. 'Yeah, I feel icky, but definitely less worked up.'

---------

🎶 - Black Swan - BTS

TAE

Taking a swig of the water you had opened in your hand, he looks at the top of your head as he closes it and puts it away.

'Hey.'

She looks up at him, eyes hooded in exhaustion.

He smiles at her. Despite how much he loved her spitfire, she's adorable when she's not talking back.

He knew of the thoughts that crawled up her spine on a daily basis. He knew she had no plan, and it made her hyper that she didn't have one, but she couldn't make one because, what if she chose wrong.

He wanted to take care of her. He wanted to tell her that she could be whatever she wanted to be, and he would fly her across the ocean if she really wanted it; that she didn't need to worry about life so much because he would always take care of her.

'You're too sad.'

She scrunched her eyebrows at him.

'You have the whole weight of the world on your shoulders and you can't do anything about it.' He chose his next words carefully. 'I wish you could take a breather, and let a thought be a thought instead of picking it apart.'

He held up his hand to her when she made to protest.

'You know, things may not feel okay right now, with work, or at home, and in your head. But I've never seen someone adapt like you have. You bounce back, despite how much grit it takes.'

He took the gloves off her hand and carefully unwinded the tape on her fingers.

'I don't have answers y/n. But I do know you have me for a long time and I'm going to be here as you do your thing.'

Placing pressure on each finger he massaged the tightness out of it and flexed it for her.

'I don't know where you're supposed to go, if you were meant to leave and give me a round-the-world heartbreak, I'm not sure who you're supposed to be, I don't even know if you have a higher purpose, it wouldn't surprise me if you did, but you, y/n,' he heaved a sigh as he faced her, his gaze meeting hers, his next words the most important thing she'd need to remember,' you're a good you.'

As he met her eyes, her breath hitched. He heard it. He could see the flush in her face. He knew he was being honest. He knew he meant every word.

A half smile, a heavy acceptance, hands that were so easy to hold, eyes that were never anything but honest, a bond that all but forced a person to keep swimming. That was Taehyung to y/n. And that was y/n to Taehyung.

'You're a really, good you,' he reinforced. 'Right now, it works. I have a feeling it will work for a very long time.'

'I'm scared.' He could hear it in her voice. He heard it back when she was in her room too.

'Nothing is really set in stone, babe. And even though it does feel like you're running out of time, it's something you can't help. It's not what you want to hear but it's true.'

'How do I stop being sad?'

She was deflecting. But he had said it before, it wouldn't be gone tomorrow. Her anxiety and her fears, they will probably never go away.

She had the right way to go about it though. You get through it. Somehow. Some days it's a good cry, some days it's with a punching bag, and some days, it was with a best friend.

'See, now that's why you have me.' He answered confidently, as he put his chest out, his need to have her be okay, her smile, her laugh, his only intentions, his favorite thing these days.

'Oh really, you, why, because you're a clown.'

He feigned offense at the statement. 'Excuse me, I am not a clown, ask anyone that comes in for the 5am rush.'

She looked up at the clock in shock, it was really going half-four. She turned back to him sadly, 'I kept you up all night.'

'It was a fun night,' he replied, the teasing of many other ways to keep him up on the tip of this tongue, deciding against it, he looked away from her. 'You needed me, no amount of sleep is worth that.'

He didn't explain himself, he really didn't mind the lack of sleep. He could easily catch a nap in his office, or head home after half a day. But this, this moment with his best friend, that he wanted to be more, he knew he wouldn't choose to be anywhere else. He knew he'd do it over again too.

Pushing off the ring he grabbed the knapsack and handed her his shirt. 'Change out of that shirt, and use this one, you'll catch a cold, because of the sweat. And let's get you home, you need a hot shower, and sleep. I'll drop by for dinner after work too.'

Finally turning to her, he found she hadn't moved an inch, unshed tears in her eyes. Before he knew what he was doing, he pulled her toward him, sweat and all, and held her in his arms. 'You're first y/n, you'll always be first.'

A tender kiss on her head, his words rendering her speechless, and he knew uncharted waters were on the horizon.

This night, things that he'd said, the ways in which she responded, it was going to shift things for them.

But silence was comfortable for them. And she drank his share of coffee while he ate her share of pineapple, because he couldn't stand coffee and she hated pineapple. And he could hold her in his arms and she'd use his shirt while they slept.

It would start small, but he'd show her, the future was bright, she was deserving of more than she understood, she would be protected from her family and expectations and she would learn to remember, purpose or no purpose she wasn't alone, she never would be again.

[mochiusagifanficchaos]

Crowley x Reader • You look like you've gone through hell•

Trigger Warning: mentions abuse and violence

This is an older fanfic I wrote some years ago but I still like the plot, please forgive me my shitty writing from back than 😂

A door slammed loudly and woke you up, angry footsteps followed and something was thrown to the ground, shattering on the wooden floor.

You flinched and looked at your alarm clock on your nightstand with sleepy eyes: 2 o'clock in the morning...

The door to the bedroom was slammed open and you already knew what was going to happen.

Scared you hid under your blanket, acting as if you would sleep.

But your boyfriend didn't care about it. He grabbed you by your shoulder and pushed you out of the bed: "Make me something to eat!", he ordered as you whined because you had hit the nightstand with your shoulder.

Without a word you stood up and went downstairs in the kitchen, making a Peanut-butter-jelly sandwich and placing it on the table.

You heard your boyfriend stomping down the stairs and mentally prepared for whatever he might get angry with you again.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!", he yelled, pointing at the sandwich and threw the plate to the ground. "A sandwich?! I'm hungry and you dare to make me a sandwich?!"

With every word he walked nearer to you and was now standing right before you. You could smell the alcohol he had been drinking like every night and didn't dare to look him in the eyes. Angry he pushed you and you fell backward, hitting the oven behind you once again.

"Go and get me a pizza."

With tears in your eyes, you rushed into the bathroom. Your reflection in the mirror showed a pale girl with deep eye rings, bruises all over your body and a skeleton like build.

Tears swell up again as you saw yourself in such a bad state.

As tears rolled down your cheeks you asked yourself how it had come to this. When it had started that he hit you. When the good times had stopped. You sobbed and buried your face in your hands.

"(Y/N)!", you could hear him yelling out of the living room. "Go, now!"

Sniffing you pulled yourself together, wiping the tears away, put some makeup on and tied your hair into a messy bun before you walked out of the bathroom again.

Your boyfriend was sitting on the couch, watching some sort of porn and had another bottle of beer in his hand.

You opened the front door and the cool air hit you, immediately crawling under your t-shirt and sweatpants.

Shivering you walked through the empty streets, passing closed stores and full bars.

In front of one bar, you suddenly felt the urge to stop. You knew it wasn't a good idea to go drinking now since your boyfriend would beat the crap out of you when you come back in the morning but you didn't care right now. Determined you opened the door and walked straight to the counter, you sat down on one of the stools and studied the small menu, not sure what you wanted to order to drink yourself away.

"Two Whiskeys, please.", a deep voice next to you ordered and the next second you had one in front of you. Wondering you turned around to get a look at the man next to you.

He looked handsome with his black suit and his bristly beard, on his lips played a charming smile and he looked at you with mysterious eyes.

"Hello, darling", he greeted you and sipped at his Whiskey.

Suddenly you recognized the man. It had been years since you met him and you had nearly forgotten him but now he was sitting in front of you: Crowley, the King of the Crossroads.

"May I ask your name?", he asked politely, it seemed like he didn't recognize you yet, no wonder because of the way you looked now.

" It's (Y/N).", you smiled weakly.

This name rang a bell in his head, he narrowed his eyes and stared at you for a second before he finally recognized you: "(Y/N)?? My god, what happened to you?"

"Ironically for the king of the crossroad to talk about god", you chuckled, trying to change the subject.

" It's King of hell now.", he corrected you with a haughty look and crooked smile.

"Oh,", you answered in surprise. "So you moved up the ladder, huh?", you swayed the Whiskey in your glass, watching the liquid swirl.

"Now tell me what had happened to you. You look like you've gone through hell, and I must know it."

Sighting you took a long drink from your Whiskey before you cleared your throat: "My boyfriend became a pisshead and found fun in beating me up."

That was all you had to say about it, it explained everything and you rather stayed short about your problems since you didn't want any pity.

You gulped the rest of the whiskey down and felt the familiar burning in your throat. Crowley passed you his glass and you took it thankfully.

His face got serious: "Why haven't you left him?"

"I couldn't.", you replied between sips. " He is the only one left in my life. I would have nowhere to go and if I go who knows what he might do to me."

He looked at you as if someone had hurt his puppy: "Do you still love him?"

You needed to think for a moment, it wasn't easy to answer this question. You still loved the man he had been, when you looked at old pictures you felt butterflies in your stomach but then you looked at him now and it felt like somebody was stabbing those butterflies, leaving nothing but an empty feeling and sadness.

"No..", you answered Crowley's question with a shaking voice and attempted to gulp the rest of the Whiskey down again but Crowley stopped you, taking the glass out of your hand and putting it back on the counter: " Don't waste the good stuff, darling."

You sighed again, running your fingers over your face and through your hair.

"You know, I could help you.", he stated and you huffed amused: " I'm still not gonna make a deal, Crowley."

"How sad...But I already doubt it.", he said and stood up.

A feeling of disappointment grew inside you as you heard him walk away.

Maybe you should have made a deal. Crowley's hell couldn't be worse than your hell on earth.

You flinched as suddenly someone placed his hand on your hip and a hot breath brushed your right ear: " I'm still going to help you, love.", Crowley behind you whispered.

Your body tingled at his touch and his low voice like it hasn't done in years.

It felt so much better than the burning of whiskey in your throat.

"And how do you wanna do that?", you finally asked as the wave of desire had finally stopped rushing over you.

"Let's say...", he lightly kissed your neck. "He fell down the stairs and broke his spine..."

Crowley knew exactly damn well which buttons he needed to push to get the reaction out of you he wanted.

You bit your lip and inhaled sharply.

"Why would you do that for me? What are you hoping to get in return?"

He chuckled: "Oh, I already did it."

And with that, his hand left your hip and he was gone, leaving you uncertain about if he had said the truth.

Back at home, you found your boyfriend lying on the floor, unconscious but still breathing.

You called an ambulance and they first wanted to take you with them to take a look at your bruises and wounds but you were able to shrug them off.

Now you were sitting on the couch, staring into the black tv screen and didn't know what to do.

Meanwhile, Crowley visited your boyfriend in the hospital, he appeared in his room with a cocky grin on the face and his hands in the pockets of his black suit.

"Hello, Zac." [Let's just call him Zac], Crowley greeted and Zac jumped in surprise, letting out a quiet scream.

"What the hell?!", he yelled and threw a glass after Crowley, but he easily eschewed it.

" That's where I come from, I'm impressed you noticed it so fast.", Crowley chuckled and Zac looked at him with terror as Crowley's eyes switched to red and back.

"I heard you will never be able to walk again. Must be worse for a football player."

Zac stared at him with furious eyes, not really getting where this was going.

Crowley calmly walked towards the bed, Zac was sitting on.

"I could give you your legs back. You would be able to walk again and play football", Crowley's smirk grew as he saw how Zac was thinking about it. "What do you think?"

"What do you want in return?"

"Your soul."

Zac eyes narrowed in disbelief: "H-how?"

"Oh, you don't have to do anything for it. I'm just gonna claim it someday.", Crowley licked his lips, already knowing that Zac was about to say yes.

"Okay, deal.", he finally said and Crowley grinned once again. "I still can't feel my legs. Isn't the deal sealed yet?"

"It's sealed with a kiss."

"No way!", Zac shouted and Crowley sighted: "Normally our girl demons do the boys but there was no one available today, sorry."

With a disgusted expression, Zac pressed his lips onto Crowley's and pulled away fast.

"It was a pleasure to make a deal with you.", Crowley said and disappeared again.

At home you still sat on the couch, staring blankly at the tv screen.

Suddenly you heard a rustle behind you and turned around, only to see Crowly standing in the kitchen.

He had lifted his right foot and looked at it grossed out: " I knew it wouldn't be neat and tidy here because I haven't announced that I would come over but I wouldn't have expected that.", he said and pointed at the pb&j sandwich which was now sticking under his shoe.

A giggle escaped your mouth and he smiled softly at you before he whipped the sandwich away.

"We don't have much time, darling. Zac will be here in at least one hour so we need to hurry.", he said and grabbed your coat from the closet next to the door.

" What, how? The doctors told me that he wouldn't be able to walk again.", you asked puzzled and stood up.

"I made a deal with him, he can walk again. Now get your favorite belongings so that we can go.", he explained to you and you looked at him in disbelief. " So you only 'helped' me to make a deal with him?", you asked angrily.

Crowley walked over to you and looked you deep in the eyes as he spoke: "No, the other way around, love. I made a deal with him to help you. He only got three days until I'll claim what is mine."

You bit your lip and quickly turned away, walking upstairs to pack a bag with your clothes.

'(Y/N), don't even think about it!', you thought to yourself. 'He's the King of Hell and only playing with you!'

A bit grumpy about yourself you threw your clothes in your bag, hurried in the bathroom to get all your stuff and then rushed down the stairs.

Crowley noticed the grumpy look on your face: "Everything okay, darling?"

"S-sure,", you stuttered. " We can go."

He narrowed his brows, questioning himself what might be up with you, then he showed you a piece of paper: "I wrote him a goodbye letter from you. Maybe this will stop him from searching for you."

Surprised you took and read it: "Dear Zac, I'm sorry but I can't live like this anymore. I wish you the best. Love, (Y/N)."

"Did I hit your tone?", he asked and you just nodded, placing the paper on the kitchen table.

Your eyes rested on an old picture from you and Zac. He had an arm around your shoulders and kissed you on the cheek.

It felt wrong for you to go now, to just leave him since you always hoped he would get better again. But deep inside you knew that you had lost him.

Crowley laid his hands on your shoulder and turned you around: "We need to go now. He doesn't deserve this look on your face.", he said caring and before you knew it he had teleported you with him.

A bit dizzy you looked around in the new room.

It smelled and looked like a hotel room, there was one small bed beside a window, a little nightstand next to it and another door on the opposite, you guessed that there would be a bathroom behind.

"This was the best I could get in this short time, I hope it's okay, my queen.", Crowley said as he scratched his head.

You walked over to the bed, acting like you overheard his nickname for you and placed your bag on it.

"It's fine, don't worry.", you answered and failed to hide a smile.

The way he cared for you was so sweet and made you feel butterflies in your stomach.

"Are you going to stay with me the next days?", you asked with a bit of hope in your voice.

" No, I have some business to do. I'm sorry, darling", he answered and you sighted in disappointment.

"But I'm going to leave two of my men here. They will watch after you and protect you from Zac."

He snapped his fingers and two men appeared in the room, next to the door.

Crowley walked over to you, bend forward and whispered in your ear: "Don't go outside alone and don't do something stupid. I know you. Be a good girl, for me, okay?"

Shivers ran down your body at his words and the way his breath hit your ear: "Okay..."

Your gaze rested on his lips as he returned to his upright position, suddenly feeling the burning desire to kiss him.

Little did you know that he felt the same way, but he turned around and grinned to himself.

"Watch after her and don't leave her alone.", he ordered his minions and they nodded.

Then he turned back to you: " I have to go now. Goodbye, darling.", he bowed slightly and disappeared.

Sighting you threw yourself on to the bed, exhausted and looked at the clock: 6 o'clock in the morning, no wonder that you were tired. As you tried to recall everything that had happened in the last hours, your eyes closed and you drifted off into a restless sleep.

A loud crash woke you up, someone groaned in pain and something fell to the ground.

It took you some seconds to realize that you weren't at home anymore and that this probably wasn't just a drunk Zac, but also a really angry one.

You jumped out of the bed, ready to defend yourself, sick of always letting him beat you up.

In the light of the lantern which shined through the window, you could see two bodies lying on the floor, they didn't move or made any sounds. Fear crawled under your skin as you realized that your bodyguards were dead.

You didn't know if Zac actually killed the demons or if they just left in fear.

"Hello, (Y/N).", he said and your muscles tensioned by his cold voice. "Why have you left me? Don't you love me anymore?"

With every step he made towards you, you took one back until you hit the wall behind you: "Leave... Leave me alone!", you stuttered, feeling your pulse rising as he stood so near to you. His hand grabbed you by your throat and pushed you against the wall, making it difficult for you to breath.

" You think you can just walk away from me? Just write a goodbye letter and be gone?", the pressure on your throat increased. "Oh, how wrong you were. I'm not gonna let you go, my princess."

Tears swell up in your eyes, hearing him using your old nickname.

Formerly, when he called you this you could hear his love for you in his voice, but now you could only here obsession.

"Please don't hurt me...", you whispered between short breaths and sobbing.

"I'm sorry, but you're the one who made this ugly.", he answered and the next second his first hit your stomach, knocking all the air out of your lungs before he pushed you to the ground.

Coughing you tried to get your breath back, the room around you was blurry and you couldn't straighten your upper body since your stomach hurt so much.

You heard him unbuckle his belt and flinched as he snapped the leather against each other.

He kneeled down in front of you and grabbed your face, squeezing your cheeks: "Are you going to come back with me now?"

You thought about every option, but everyone was even worse than the one before.

'Crowley!', you screamed his name in your head, hoping that he would somehow hear you.

Zac shouted something but you didn't hear it, you tried to shut everything out, cried Crowley's name over and over again in your head and became numb of the pain as Zac hit you with his belt.

Suddenly the hitting stopped and everything was silent, scared you dared to look up.

Zac stood there with his arm raised, the belt in his hand.

Crowley stood behind him, holding his arm in place.

It was like the time had frozen at this moment.

You didn't dare to speak.

Zac, who had turned his head towards Crowley didn't dare to speak.

And Crowley, whose eyes were red, didn't need to speak.

"I could kill you.", he broke the silence. "I just need to snap my fingers and you would be dead."

Scared and angry Zac freed himself from Crowley's grip, letting the belt fall to the ground.

"Please don't, Crowley...", you begged with a shaky voice and stood up.

Both of you looked at each other, he felt your pain and it took him all he had to hold himself back.

"You know him?!", Zac suddenly yelled and you flinched. " Did I fell down the stairs because of you?! You made a deal with him, didn't you?"

Crowley answered for you before you even knew what to say: "No, she didn't. She wasn't as bloody stupid as you to make a deal with me. But you are right in one point, I'm responsible for your fall. And I hope it had hurt."

All the anger and hatred Crowley had for Zac swang in his voice as he spoke the last sentence.

"By the way, I just decided to claim your soul today.", Crowley started in an ice-cold voice and smiled evilly after he saw the fear crawling into Zac as he heard a loud growl from behind him.

"I would recommend you to run. My little hellhound is fast."

Juliet growled again, dangerously and Zac ran off, as fast as he could, slamming the door after him which Juliet tore down seconds after as she jumped through it.

It was silent again. You stared at the door in shock. Not sure if you were happy or sad about what just happened. Suddenly all the pain rushed over you, mentally and physically and the tears, which you were holding back for so long streamed down your cheeks. Loud sobbing you collapsed to the ground.

Crowley caught you, embracing you as you both sat on the ground now.

"It's okay, I'm here, no one can hurt you now.", he whispered calming as he held you in his arms.

Crying you pressed yourself against his chest, sobbing and sniffing and realizing that it wasn't just because of the pain, but also because of relief.

It was over.

You wouldn't come home to an angry boyfriend anymore who yelled at you every day and hit you.

You wouldn't come home in fear anymore.

You could finally live again.

......................................................................

"Thank you...", you mumbled into his shirt as the tears stopped rolling down your face.

Crowley cupped your face between his hands as he lifted your chin to make you look at him.

Your cheeks were red and your eyes puffy, probably making you look like a fish but his eyes got softer and a small smile appeared on his lips.

Gently he placed a warm kiss on your forehead and then pulled you back into a tight embrace.

This time it was you who smiled. Sometimes actions do say more than words...❤

......................................................................

Sooo, this was it!

I hope you enjoyed this one-shot, and yes I know, it's pretty long🙈 (I really didn't mean to write so much!)

The ending is separated by the way because I first wanted to finish it with the sentence "You could finally live again", but I thought some fluff at the end wouldn't be bad ;)

It would mean much to me if you leave a vote and comment🙇

Sending you all my love, thank you for reading! ❤❤❤

My Wattpad: @/lilakudo