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fluentmoviequoter · 11 months ago

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Haley's Holiday

Day 6 of 12 Days of Ficmas

Pairing: Dick Grayson x fem!reader

Summary: You plan to spend the holidays with Dick and Haley in Blüdhaven, but his brothers have the same idea.

Word Count: 1.1k+ words

Warnings: fluff, more fluff, Haley, Dick's brothers get a warning.

A/N: Not necessarily Titans!Dick, I just think Brenton Thwaites is adorable. Sorry this is so short, but I wanted to write some fluff for Dick and give Haley some well-deserved lovin'. ALSO, I have an idea for a New Year's fic (part 2) that I kinda set up in this, so please let me know if you're interested!

You’ve been counting down the days, hours, minutes, seconds, and even your heartbeat until you get off work for the Christmas break. With each tick of the clock, you get a little more joyful and eager for Christmas. Since your fiance, the one and only Dick Grayson invited you to spend Christmas with him and, of course, Haley in Blüdhaven, you agreed immediately. Now, with two minutes to go, you’re waiting to lock your computer and run into his arms.

You rap your knuckles on the door twice, and before you even notice the door has opened, you’re wrapped in Dick’s arms as Haley circles your feet, ready for your attention.

“Merry Christmas,” you say, tilting your chin up to kiss Dick.

He happily returns your affection, chuckling as Haley begins barking. You pull out of Dick’s arms and bend down, petting Haley with both hands as you compliment her on her good looks, excellent behavior, and adorable Nightwing-themed Christmas sweater. You glance up at Dick with the last comment, but he shrugs, smiling as he turns to put your coat and bag away.

Once Haley has received her fair share of attention and curled up on her bed for a winter’s nap, you follow Dick into the kitchen and see your favorite hot chocolate mix and all of the ingredients needed for any and all cookies you may want to make. Looking through the cookie ingredients, you hear Christmas music fill the room before Dick spins you into his arms, swaying to the music as your hands rest on his chest.

“Want to start with chocolate chip or gingerbread?” Dick asks, spinning you quickly.

You choose your favorite, smiling as Dick joins you at the counter, staying right by your side as you prepare the dough. He makes shapes with the dough, even if he knows it won’t hold its shape because you laugh, and it’s his favorite sound in the world. After the cookies are in the oven and the timer has been set, you’re back in Dick’s arms as Haley stumbles tiredly into the kitchen and sits by your feet.

“Can I be right here every Christmas?” you ask.

“Oh, you have to. There’s no choice anymore, right, Haley?”

Haley barks once, her tail thumping against the floor as she looks up at you. A single knock sounds on the door, and Haley’s ears perk while Dick walks to the door, gesturing for you to stay in the kitchen.

“Jason,” Dick says, more as a question than a greeting.

Jason, the bloodhound of Dick’s brothers, smells the cookies and lets himself in wordlessly. He stops when he sees you standing in the kitchen, though.

“I was going to ask if I could stay for Christmas,” he says, “but I don’t want to intrude.”

“Not an intrusion,” you assure him, smiling as you silence the timer. “The more the merrier, right?”

Dick shakes his head fervently behind Jason, but Jason smiles his gratitude before plopping down in Dick’s chair, pulling out a book as Haley climbs in his lap. Dick then joins you in the kitchen as you take the cookies out.

“You can tell my brothers no. It can just be us, as planned,” he whispers, rubbing you back.

“They’re your family, Dickie. Jason might not have anywhere to go,” you argue.

“Bruce invited all of us!”

“You said no.” You lean against the counter, crossing your arms as Dick stands in front of you.

“Because I have you!”

“And Jason doesn’t.”

Dick sighs, reaching over your shoulder to eat a stray chocolate chip before he tangles his fingers in your hair and kisses you. Until someone else knocks on the door.

Dick opens the door, and you can hear him groan. “Tim, come on in.”

“Thanks! I brought some- oh, hey,” Tim interrupts himself when he sees you and walks to the kitchen. “I didn’t know everyone was coming over here.”

“They’re not supposed to be,” Dick mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose. You pat his shoulder and lead Tim to the kitchen to put his goodies beside the cookies.

“So much for Haley’s holiday, huh?” Dick asks Haley.

“Say the word and we’re gone,” Jason offers, not looking up from his book.

“You’re family man, you’re always welcome. I was looking forward to a quiet Christmas with my girls, but this’ll be great too.”

Jason snorts before a fourth guest knocks on the door; Haley barks once before silencing when Jason’s large hand covers her back.

“Grayson,” Damian begins as soon as Dick opens the door. “I know you are alone, so I brought Alfred’s soufflé that you like.”

“I’m not alone, but come in, join the party. Thanks for the souffle, baby bird, it’s my favorite.”

Damian slows as he sees the number of people in Dick’s apartment. When he sees you and Tim in the kitchen, the crease between his brow disappears, and he joins you in the kitchen, discussing the cookies you are making and his recent school trip.

“Still think ‘it’ll be great’?” Jason teases.

“Is Duke coming?” Dick asks, ignoring his prodding.

“Nah, Bruce took him to some family member’s house. Wanted him to be with them.”

“Should we have gone to the manor?” Dick asks, a hint of regret in his voice.

“Deep down, Bruce wants us to be happy and understands that we need a break from the manor. I think.”

When the fifth round of knocking begins, everyone silences and turns to look at the door. You wave a hand at Dick and walk to the door, listening to all of Dick’s brothers stand, ready to fight if necessary.

“Mr. Wayne,” you greet, surprised to see the billionaire father figure of your fiance at the door. “Come on in.”

Bruce looks around as he enters, shaking his head gently before holding up several large gift bags. “I brought presents if you don’t mind one more.”

“Of course not,” you and Dick say together.

The oven timer dings again, and you return to the kitchen alone, setting the cookies on a cooling rack before Dick joins you, turning off the oven for you.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this? A quiet week with just me, you, and Haley is still an option. Haley’s holiday.”

“Dick, they are your family and they’re going to be mine. It’s Christmas. This is what Christmas is all about,” you insist, gently gripping his bicep.

Dick nods and leans down to kiss you, laughing against you as Haley squeezes between your legs and sits on your feet.

“Everyday is Haley’s holiday,” you point out.

“Spend New Year’s alone?” Dick suggests, his forehead leaned against yours.

“Not likely,” Tim calls.

“Tt. You have the best view of the fireworks from here, Grayson,” Damian adds.

“We could take Haley to Metropolis for the week,” Dick whispers to you.

“We’ll decide after Christmas,” you tell him, pecking his cheek quickly. “For now, Haley’s holiday, complete with family, is just beginning.”

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twice-inamillion · 10 months ago

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Without Sana

Angst and Story Building (Sadness, Depression, Grieving), Fluff

Chapter 222

1,755 Words

(A terrifying moment for Sana. It is the first tour without Sana. Living day by day with some hope for a better future. )

The timer goes off for the baked sweet potatoes that Nayeon had in the oven. She puts on her gloves, opens the oven door, removes the potatoes, and places them on the counter. She unwraps the tinfoil of one, blows on it, and takes a bite.

“Yes! It’s good. I didn’t burn it this time. Let’s have Sana give it a try.”

She goes up the stairs and knocks on Sana’s door, “Sana, the potatoes are ready,” but there is no answer. She opened the door and saw that no one was there. “Is Sana’s still in the bath?”

Nayeon walks towards the bathroom and knocks on the door, “Sana, it's me, Nayeon. Are you still in there?” No, answer. She places her hand and the door knob and gives it a turn, but it's locked. “Sana, open the door. You’ve been in the bath for almost an hour,” but still no answer. She places her ear on the door and can only hear the calming music Sana uses when taking a bath. She knocks on the door again, “Sana, please open the door; it’s not funny.” This time she bangs on the door, grabs the doorknob tightly, and turns it around violently. She gives it a couple of tries until it opens and is overwhelmed by the amount of steam and the smell.

She turned on the lights and saw Sana submerged underwater, with her eyes closed. In a panic, she makes her way to Sana, gets inside the tub, and grabs the arm of the nude Sana, “Sana, no! What are you doing?” She pulls Sana out of the water, grabs her by the end of the neck, and slaps her cheek, “Wake up, Sana. Wake up.”

Nayeon keeps on slapping Sana’s cheek until she slowly regains consciousness and coughs out the water she took in.

*cough… cough… cough…

“Sana, look at me. Sana, are you okay?”

“Nayeon unnie?”

Nayeon wraps her arms around Sana and says, “Please, don’t do that ever again. You’re very important to us; we care about you; don’t ever forget it.”

“Unnie! I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’m here for you.”

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You arrive home a few hours later and find Nayeon and Sana in the living room. Sana sleeps on Nayeon’s lap, and she caresses her head.

“How did today go?”

Nayeon pulls out her phone, sending you a message, “I’ll tell you later. Can you help me take her to her room?” You nod, slowly pick up Sana, and take her to her room. You place her gently on the bed, with Nayeon covering her with her bedsheets.

Exiting the bedroom, you head downstairs towards the kitchen with Nayeon. She prepares a plate of food for both of you and talks about the events that occurred today. You listen to how she had to break into the bathroom, pull Sana out of the shower, and worry about her safety. She mentions that she will sleep with her tonight and talk to the rest of the members when they return home from visiting their parents.

You let her know that you’re worried about not having them around once they leave on tour in the States. She reassures you that you will do a good job and keep an eye on her, never leaving her alone for an extended period. The two of you continued to talk until late at night before heading back upstairs.

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A few days have passed, and the members are putting their luggage into the company van. On the other hand, the mommies are saying goodbye to their children as they will be away for about fifteen days.

“Jisoo, you got to be a good girl and watch over your sisters, okay?” Jisoo nods and hugs Jihyo before giving her back to her mother.

“Aww, my baby. I wish I could take you, but I can’t.” She looks at Jihyo’s mom and asks if she could update her on Da-eun’s condition daily. “I’ll be more than happy to, honey. You have my number, so you can call me or text me at any time,” says Jihyo’s mom.

“Thank you for watching over Da-eun for me.”

“No problem. She’s like a grandchild to me. I’m more than happy to.”

Ari and Hina hug Mina one last time, saying, “Take good care of each other and make sure to listen to the adults.” They both nod their heads and give her a gummy smile. “Thank you for looking out for the twins,” says Mina to Chaeyoung’s mom. “I’m more than happy too. Even though it's going to be for a couple of days, I’m looking forward to it.” “My mom said that she was going to come down to Korea within the next few days to visit the girls so it wouldn’t burden you too much.” Chaeyoung’s mother laughs and says, “Oh, they won’t be a burden. I raised Chaeyoung and her brother alone, so it shouldn’t be too bad.”

“They can be a handful in their own ways,” as she looks at the smiling twins.

“Make sure to take care of yourself,” the members say as they hug Sana. “I really want to go with you guys.” Jihyo responds, “We’ll video call you as much as possible so you don’t miss out, but your health is the priority.” She looks at you and says, “Take care of her, okay? My mom and Chaeyoung’s mom will be with you and watch over the kids, but I need you to watch over Sana.” You nod and hug everyone except Jeongyeon since she doesn’t want to before you all say goodbye.

With the members gone, the rest of you head to the house and spend some family time together. The kids play with Jihyo and Chaeyoung’s mom in the backyard while you and Sana help make sandwiches. Your goal is to keep her busy and close to you, just like Jihyo said. Hearing what happened with Nayeon, you’re scared of something like that repeating itself, so you want to keep Sana as safe as possible.

“I’m going to take this to the girls outside.”

“Thank you, Sana. I’ll be there soon.”

Sana heads to the playground and gets the children to sit by the shade to enjoy their sandwiches. “How are you doing, son?”

Spaced out, you return to the real world and see Jihyo’s mom next to you, grabbing some napkins, “I’m doing okay. Just hanging in there.”

“You must be worried about Sana, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Focus on Sana and her wellbeing. Let us focus on the kids. Jihyo has told me how much she wanted a baby. Having a miscarriage is going to be a difficult time for both of you. Take care of her, okay.”

“Thank you.”

“Family has to stick together.”

“I’m surprised you’re so supportive.”

“I somewhat knew about the type of relationship my daughter had. She loves the girls and you, so I had an idea of what could have happened. Plus, she told me that she instigated some of it.”

You can’t help but laugh at how Jihyo instigated and mentioned it to her own mother but can’t do anything about it now. Jihyo’s mom pats your back and heads back to the girls who are eating their sandwiches.

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It’s been a few days since the members left, and the babies are doing well. Jisoo and Da-eun spend their nights in her grandparents' house while the twins sleep in Chaeyoung’s room with Chaeyoung’s mom.

Sana, on the other hand, has been sticking to you like glue. She has been with you most of the time, anywhere from eating together, going out on morning walks, helping you in your home office, showering, and sleeping together. She has tried to be upbeat like her usual self, but sometimes, you notice her spacing out or avoiding touching her stomach when you try washing her. When it comes to sleeping, she could want to cuddle with you and sometimes cry herself to sleep. You try to console her, but she always asks, “Am I a failure as a woman? Why couldn’t I keep our baby safe?” There are no words that you can say to make her understand that it is not her fault. The only thing you can do now is be there for her and support her throughout the grieving process.

Sana walks up late in the morning and hears footsteps downstairs. She heads on and sees Jisoo and the twins playing with each other in the living while Jihyo’s mom holds Da-eun in her arms.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning, Sana.”

“Good mornings, babies.”

The children stopped running, turned to Sana, and smiled at her before continuing their game. Sana walks towards the couch, sits next to Jihyo’s mom, and greets Da-eun. “Good morning, Da-eun.” She smiles and lifts her hand up, “Would you like to carry her?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, she’s probably hungry, so I’ll make her a bottle.”

“Okay, I’ll hold her.”

She passes Da-eun into Sana’s arms and notices her demeanor change. Hungry, Da-eun rubs her face onto Sana’s chest, making her giggle. “That tickles; you must be a hungry little one.” “Sana, it seems like Da-eun likes your smell. She must miss suckling on Dahyun’s breasts. How about you letting her suck on yours?”

Sana looks up with a faint smile, “Really?”

“She might find it comforting, especially since she likes you.”

She turns to Da-eun and says, “Aww, you like me?” Da-eun giggles and grabs Sana’s thumb, making Sana giggle as well. “Okay, let’s try it .” She lifts up her oversized shirt, which exposes her breasts. Gently, she brings Da-eun to her breast, and with no hesitation, Da-eun rubs her nose against her nipple, which causes her to laugh again before taking it into her mouth. Da-eun enthusiastically begins to suckle on her nipple. “Da-eun, that tickles.” She closes her eyes and relaxes, feeling the warmth that she gets from Da-eun being attached to her.

Coming home from your morning jog, you enter the house and see Sana sitting on the couch. You walk to Sana and notice her caressing Da-eun’s head, “I don’t have any milk, but I’ll take care of you while Dahyun’s away,” showing a part of her you haven’t seen in a while.

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nausicaamusiclover20 · 5 days ago

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Hi hi))) tumblr recently showed me it’s legendary quote about marriage “ you know your marriage worked out if you’re still up for a quickie in a laundry room while kids are watching Lion King and you gotta take dino nuggets out of oven in 10min”

Can we please get it with Dave? I love him he’s so fit and his arms are like 😩😳🥵. He is trying to knock his wife up while she’s folding the laundry while loud cartoons on TV downstairs are there to distract their two kids???

I LOVED THIS IDEAAAA, I hope you like it🔥❤

Warnings: explicit sexual content, sexual themes, and a bit of dirty language.

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Laundry room secrets

The soft hum of the laundry machine and the rhythmic sound of fabric folding are the only noises filling the room as I finish the last load. The kids are downstairs, their animated chatter blending with the sounds of The Lion King playing on the TV. It’s been a hectic day, and yet, in this quiet moment, everything feels calm. The laundry’s almost done, the house is quiet for once, and for the first time in a long while, I find myself actually enjoying this small moment of peace.

That is, until I hear the creak of the stairs and the sound of boots hitting the top step—one of those steps that Dave always misses when he’s trying to sneak up on me. It makes me smile because I can already guess what’s coming.

I hear him before I see him. "Hey, babe, you need any help?" The voice is deep and warm, the same voice that always makes my heart race a little, even after all these years. He leans in the doorway, and I look up from my work to see him standing there—tall, broad, and impossibly fit.

His arms, flexing as he crosses them in front of his chest, are like a walking advertisement for hard work at the gym. He’s got that rugged, casual look on him today—plain black T-shirt, the sleeves hugging his biceps just right—and I can’t help but let my gaze linger.

“Are you serious?” I tease, raising an eyebrow. “Help with laundry? You do know what that means, right? Folding, sorting, putting away?”

He shrugs, and the mischievous glint in his eyes only gets stronger. “Sure, I’ll help with all that… later.” He steps closer, his boots heavy on the wooden floorboards as he closes the space between us.

I roll my eyes and give him a soft shove. "Later. Right."

He smirks, clearly reading my mind. “Or we could do something else right now. Something… more fun.”

I glance at the door. The kids are downstairs. They’re probably too distracted by the cartoons to even notice what’s happening upstairs. The house is oddly quiet for once—just the murmur of the TV and the occasional sound of my kids arguing over something silly.

I should keep my focus on the laundry, but that’s just not happening.

Before I can stop myself, I’m already turning toward him, feeling his presence next to me, warm and steady. “Something else, huh?” I ask, pretending to be nonchalant, even though my heart rate picks up the moment his hands brush against my back. His fingertips graze along my spine, sending a tingle through me. He knows exactly what he’s doing—he’s always known how to drive me crazy in the best possible way.

"Yeah," he replies, voice low and a little dangerous. "You’ve been working hard today. Maybe you deserve a little... break."

I glance over at the clock on the wall. It’s 20:15, and I know that I’ve got about ten minutes before I have to go rescue the dino nuggets in the oven. I also know this is the kind of moment that doesn’t come often.

There’s no way I’m passing this up.

“Ten minutes,” I murmur, a grin tugging at my lips. “I’ve got ten minutes before the chicken nuggets are overcooked.”

Dave laughs softly, the sound low and teasing. “Perfect. That gives us just enough time.”

I can feel the warmth of his body pressing into mine, his hands sliding over my hips, pulling me closer. The second I’m against him, his lips are on mine—warm, demanding, and sweet all at once. I feel the world start to melt away. The laundry room. The kids. The timer on the oven. It all fades into the background as Dave deepens the kiss, his tongue gently sliding against mine. His hands move to my waist, steady and sure, like he’s not going anywhere.

“Dave,” I whisper between kisses, “the kids…”

“They’re fine,” he murmurs, lips trailing down my neck. “They’re too busy watching the lion king to notice what we’re up to.”

He’s right. I can hear Simba’s voice in the background, and the kids are probably too busy fighting over who gets to sit on the couch to even think about what’s going on upstairs. For once, the house feels eerily quiet and calm. And for once, I don’t feel like I’m in a race against time.

I let my hands roam, tracing the firm lines of his chest, feeling the muscles under his shirt shift with every move he makes. It’s always been like this with Dave—there’s a constant pull between us, an energy that’s both effortless and intense. We’ve been married for years, but somehow, it still feels like we’re in that honeymoon phase where we can’t get enough of each other.

His hands slide under my shirt, his fingertips grazing the skin of my lower back, and I let out a soft breath as his touch sends a wave of heat through me. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

I can’t help but smile. “You say that every time, but you know it’s true.”

“Yeah, I do,” he responds, his lips curving into that signature, roguish smile that always drives me wild. “But it’s still worth saying.”

I let out a quiet laugh, the sound mixing with the hum of the laundry machine in the background. I’m getting lost in him—his touch, his voice, the warmth of his body pressing against mine. It feels like a lifetime ago since we were last like this, just the two of us, caught up in the intensity of each other.

I can feel my pulse quicken, and before I know it, I’m guiding him toward the dryer, his body pressing me against the cool metal. His lips meet mine again, but this time, there’s more urgency behind it—more heat. My hands find their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart as it thrums against my palm. His chest is solid and warm beneath my fingertips, every inch of him as strong and sturdy as I remember.

He breaks the kiss and looks down at me, his hands settling on my hips. “I think it’s time for you to sit down,” he says softly, his voice low and full of that quiet command he always seems to carry.

I’m about to question him when he lifts me effortlessly, turning me to face the dryer. My back hits the top of the machine, the cool surface sending a shiver down my spine. Dave’s hands guide my legs, helping me to sit on top of the dryer, my feet barely touching the floor. His hands move to my waist, pulling me close again, and I feel his lips press against my neck, kissing me softly. It’s not rough, not hurried—just slow, steady, and deliberate, as if he’s savoring every second of this.

I breathe in the familiar scent of him—the cologne I bought him years ago mixed with the faint musk of sweat from his workout earlier. I’m completely at ease with him, but the rush of excitement is undeniable. The vulnerability of sitting on the dryer, exposed and in his hands, heightens everything.

“You��re so sexy when you let go like this,” he says, his voice barely a whisper against my ear. “I love how you trust me.”

I smile, leaning back to give him a better angle, letting my hands move to the back of his neck, pulling him closer. “I trust you more than anyone.”

His hands slide beneath my shirt again, but this time, there’s no teasing. He’s quick to undress me, his touch heated, urgent, and when my shirt is discarded on the floor, his hands travel to my waist, inching down my pants as I pull them off.

I can’t help but lean back, his hands grip my hips, pulling me closer as his lips press against mine. The kiss deepens almost instinctively, both of us hungry for the connection we’ve been missing. The sound of the dryer hums softly in the background, a low vibration that matches the pounding of my heart as I feel his body heat radiate against mine.

"God, you feel so good," Dave murmurs, his breath hot against my ear. His hands slid down to my thighs, lifting me just enough to press his body closer, his chest hard against mine.

I shiver, the feeling of him so overwhelming, so present. "I want you," I breathe, barely able to hold myself together. "Now."

His lips curve into a half-smile as he lifts me, sitting me on the edge of the dryer, our faces inches apart. He looks at me like I’m the only thing that matters at that moment. "I can’t get enough of you," he whispers, his voice thick with desire.

I run my hands up his chest, feeling the muscles beneath the fabric of his shirt. "Then show me," I say, my voice low, a challenge in my words.

He doesn't waste any time. He pushes my legs apart, stepping between them, his hands gripping my waist as he slowly moves against me. "You’re perfect," he breathes, his voice strained. "I need to feel you."

I pull him closer, wrapping my arms around his neck, my lips finding him again. The kiss is desperate now, urgent, and I can feel the heat building between us. "Dave… I need you," I whisper, breaking the kiss for a second, my eyes locking with his.

His hands move to my hips, guiding me as I lift just enough to adjust myself. The sensation of him inside me makes me gasp, and his name slips past my lips before I can stop it. He groans in response, his hands gripping me tighter as he begins to move, slow at first, but building in intensity.

"You feel so fucking good," he mutters, his voice rough, his gaze never leaving mine. "So tight... so perfect for me."

I moan softly, my body starting to move with him. Every thrust makes me feel as if I'm floating in a sea of ecstasy. Every inch of him makes me feel alive, sending waves of heat through my veins. "Don’t stop," I beg, my hands gripping his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as I urge him on.

He growls in response, his lips finding my neck as he quickens the pace. "I won’t," he says, his voice low and commanding. "I’m not stopping until you’re mine."

I tighten my grip on him, my body moving faster now, meeting every thrust, every movement. The pressure builds deep inside me, and I know I’m getting close. I can feel it in every part of me, the way my body responds to him, the way his breath is coming faster.

"Dave, I’m—" I gasp, my body trembling as the pleasure overwhelms me. I can’t hold back any longer. My muscles tighten around him as I let go, my orgasm washing over me in waves.

"Fuck," he groans, his movements faltering for a moment as he reaches his peak, his hands clutching me tightly, his body shaking with the force of it.

We stayed like that for a moment, both of us breathing heavily, our foreheads pressed together. The moment feels timeless, even though the world outside is still there, still waiting for us.

Finally, he pulls back slightly, his eyes dark with desire, lips curved into a mischievous grin. "I could do this with you forever," he murmurs, his voice a low, heated growl.

My breath catches in my throat, still reeling from the way he’s made me feel. I look up at him, a slow smile spreading across my face as I reach up to trace his jaw. "You better be ready to keep proving it," I reply, my voice a mix of teasing and need.

He leans in to kiss me one more time, soft and sweet now, as if to remind me that beyond the passion, there’s a deep love we share. Then, with a sigh, he pulls away, his fingers brushing my cheek. "We should probably check on those dino nuggets," he says with a playful grin.

I chuckle softly, shaking my head. "Right. Can’t let those burn."

As we make our way back down to the kitchen, I feel that familiar warmth in my chest, the kind that comes from knowing we’ve built something real—something that doesn’t just survive the chaos of everyday life but thrives in it.

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lulublack90 · 10 months ago

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Prompt 26 - Delivery

@jegulus-microfic January 26 Word count 962

Previous part First part

It had been about a month since that first dinner. James remembered it fondly. The look on Sirius’s face when they walked back into the kitchen. He’d choked on his beer and had to be thumped on the back by Remus to get his breath back.

“You had better not have defiled my bathroom!” He coughed, wiping his mouth on a paper napkin.

“Ask me no questions, and I’ll tell you no lies.” Regulus had teased. “And I think you’ll find it’s my bathroom.” That was the night Sirius’s head had nearly exploded.

Since then, James and Regulus had spent nearly every free minute together. Regulus had all but moved in. His excuse for not going home was to give Sirius and Remus some time for themselves.

“That and Sirius is a screamer. There are only so many times I can hear him getting off before I’m jabbing a pencil in my ear.” Regulus had grimaced when James asked why he hadn’t been home in a week. James hadn’t minded, not really. They got along so well. He still didn’t understand why it had taken him so long to notice Regulus. He supposed it was because he’d always seen him as Sirius’s little brother. Well, now he was Sirius’s little brother and the man who did unspeakable things to him.

He hadn’t broached the subject of labels. He wasn’t sure Regulus would respond well to being called his boyfriend. He thought he’d leave it for a bit and see where they went before he scared him off. As far as he knew, Regulus had never had a serious relationship, just a few dalliances here and there.

James was busy in the kitchen making dinner. Nothing special, just pasta and sauce and a ton of grated cheddar cheese for him and a block of Parmesan for Regulus. —“Heathen.” Regulus had called him the first time they’d had pasta.— When there was a soft knock at the door. He put down the wooden spoon he’d been using to stir the pasta sauce and went to answer it.

Regulus was standing on the doormat, bottle of wine in hand.

“I heard a sexy dark-haired Adonis was living here.” He said as his eyes ran up and down James’s person, taking in the bikini-clad headless lady’s body printed on the apron he was wearing. “But clearly, that information was incorrect.” He bit his bottom lip to keep from laughing.

“Oh, shut up and get in. Dinners nearly ready.” James huffed, turning his back on Regulus and returned to the kitchen to check that his sauce wasn’t burning.

Regulus came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him as he reached up on his tiptoes to kiss James’s neck. James tilted his head to the side to allow Regulus’s mouth more access. He moaned gently as Regulus sucked little marks into the delicate skin.

“Reg, dinner will be spoilt if you continue.” He groaned, knowing exactly where this was going. Regulus moved to the other side of James’s neck and began sucking and kissing there as well.

James’s breathing became ragged. “Reg,” He whined as he pathetically stirred the bubbling pan.

The timer on James’s phone went off, startling Regulus and giving James a second to clear his head. “You,” He growled, brandishing the dripping wooden spoon. “Sit down and behave.” He waited until Regulus did as he was told and began serving their dinner.

They were tidying up the used plates when there was a knock at the door. James went to answer it, Regulus following closely after.

“Hey, dickhead. I’ve bought you some clean clothes seeing as you haven’t been home in a week. Oh, and you had a delivery this morning. It was signed for, with the angry beeps and everything.” Sirius stood in the doorway holding out an A4 packet. It was thick and looked important. Regulus froze as he stared at it. Sirius wiggled it in front of him. “Earth to Reggie. Come in Reggie—Oi Regulus!” James put a hand on Regulus’s shoulder, snapping him out of his stupor.

With shaking hands, Regulus carefully took the packet from Sirius and, without a word, walked past James into the office, shutting the door behind him.

“Do you know what’s in that?” James asked, looking confusedly at the closed door.

“No idea.” Sirius shrugged. “Gonna invite me in for a cuppa then? Instead of leaving me standing out in the cold.”

“Huh? Oh, sorry, yeah, sure, come in.” James moved aside, letting Sirius pass.

They left Regulus alone. He’d come and tell them what was up when he was ready. James made him a cup of tea anyway.

It took Regulus over half an hour to emerge from James’s office, the now open packet still in his hands.

He sat down at the kitchen table opposite James. James hurriedly made a fresh cup of tea and slid it across the table. Sirius pulled a hip flask out of his pocket and poured a liberal amount of whisky into the tea.

They sat and waited in silence. Finally, Regulus took a sip from his scalding tea and inhaled loudly.

“That was a job offer for my dream job.” He told them, his voice quiet and not at all excited.

“Wow, that’s amazing, Regulus, congratulations.” James beamed at him, his eyes crinkling at what he thought was good news. Sirius, on the other hand, knew his brother better.

“What’s up, Reg?” He said, watching his brother’s reactions through narrowed eyes.

“It’s a three-year contract.” He told them, swallowing audibly.

“So, what’s the problem?” James was worried now, cottoning on to the tension that had taken over Regulus’s body.

“In New York,” Regulus said almost apologetically. All the air escaped out of James’s body.

“Oh…”

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#January 26 #jegulus #jegulus microfic #james potter #regulus black #james fleamont potter #regulus arcturus black #regulus and james #james x regulus #regulus x james #sirius black #remus lupin #delivery

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steddieas-shegoes · 2 years ago

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Hi! I love your writing so much! My request is just more of Eddie's water exposure therapy! I'd love to see Robin and Steve help and see how things play out. If not, that's totally cool too! Thanks for sharing your writing in the first place!

THANK YOU!!! You know what is super funny is I was working on this when you sent the other request yesterday. I loved exploring more of this post, and I think maybe I could keep doing so if I have time someday. I hope you love it! - Mickala ❤️

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Eddie was committed to getting through this, he was.

It’s just that he hadn’t really thought about how fucking difficult it would be to have to do it with Nancy.

Nancy was strong-willed and badass and if Eddie was ever gonna be interested in women, it would be Nancy fuckin’ Wheeler.

But sometimes, like today, he needed someone soft. Someone who was okay with taking things slow.

She knew something was off the moment she walked in the door, but she didn’t comment on it until he was hovering by the sink in the bathroom.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know if I can do it today.”

“Why not?”

“It’s just not a good day.”

“Sometimes those are the days you need to push yourself most.”

“And sometimes I just need a break! We’ve been doing this for five days. I’m tired.”

He was tired. And he was frustrated. He had a setback one day three that he still hadn’t completely recovered from and he barely slept last night and Wayne forgot to save him the leftovers he wanted so it was just a shit day.

“What if I get Robin?”

“I don’t see how that will help.”

“Sometimes a small change can help. She already said she’d do whatever you need.”

“Does she realize I’m naked? I feel like she must not know I’m naked. I don’t even think she’s seen Steve naked, and they practically live up each others’ assholes.”

“Thanks for that image.” Nancy shook her head as if she could shake the image out and forget it was ever there. “So. Robin or me?”

“Robin.”

And despite Eddie being kind of convinced that Robin wouldn’t actually come, she did. And she brought him gummy bears as a reward.

Nancy didn’t give him rewards.

Maybe Robin should be in charge.

Nancy went over things with Robin again, explained that today was a full minute under the water, that he had to be fully submerged except for his head, and that he did have to be naked.

“Well. If I must see a dude’s junk, I guess I’m glad it’s yours.”

“Gee, thanks, Robin,” he said as he stripped.

If he thought too much about it, he’d lock himself in his room and just never shower again.

But Robin turned away as he stripped to give him some semblance of privacy and he was grateful.

Nancy waited in the hall, said she’d be there if they needed her, but would rather keep it to just one of them in the bathroom with Eddie.

Robin turned the water on.

“You like hot or warm?”

“Hot.”

“Good. Give it a minute.”

The water hitting the shower floor was apparently enough to have him losing his shit today. He tensed up and waited with a towel wrapped around him, watching as Robin kept testing the temperature of the water every ten seconds.

Finally, she smiled at him and nodded.

“Do you want me to talk or just count in my head?”

“Usually Nancy just counts out loud.”

“Does that help?”

“It doesn’t not help.”

“Would something else be better?”

“Uh. I guess try talking?”

“You got it.” Robin opened the bathroom door for a moment, said something, then closed the door again.

“Nancy’s got a kitchen timer ready to start when I knock on the door. You ready?”

“No, but I have to be.”

“I got all day.”

It did help to hear that. He knew, logically, no one would rush him, but sometimes he was worried that they’d give up on him if he took too long.

Like, he knew he was already pushing his luck just having them around for his everyday theatrics, so this was just icing on the cake.

But Robin didn’t make him feel like he had to worry about that and that already helped.

It’s not that Nancy rushed him, it’s just that she was a very straight to the point person. In or out. Shit or get off the pot.

Robin was the opposite in a lot of ways.

More of a, we’ll get there when we get there and we’ll stop to look at flowers on the way, kind of person.

She just watched as he stood by the shower, playing with his hair.

He took a deep breath, dropped the towel, and got in.

“Alright, good! You let me know when you’re in the water and I’ll knock and start chatting.”

Eddie could do this. He could.

So he did.

“In.”

He heard Robin knock as he clenched his teeth together and felt the water run down his shoulders and back.

Robin had picked the perfect temperature, not scalding, but hot enough to leave his skin pink. Just like he liked it.

“That’s how Steve likes his baths, which I tell him all the time is why he gets so lightheaded. You’re cooking yourselves. I’m realizing that I might be the emotional support bathing bestie. I sit with Steve when he has baths and now you with the shower. Is this all I’m good for?”

Eddie let out a strangled laugh.

It was helping, but he was still struggling to focus on anything except how stifling the water felt, how the steam building around him was starting to feel too much like fog and the drops were feeling too much like his own blood spattering on his body.

“Time?” He managed to croak out.

“Nance! Time?”

“20 seconds!”

“That’s not bad! Tell me your favorite Metallica song right now.”

He knew the answer. He opened his mouth to do it, but couldn’t say anything.

“Eddie? You okay?”

He tried to speak again, but it was just a whimper.

The water was too much.

He jumped out of the shower, nearly knocking Robin over in his escape.

He was shivering, though his skin was hot to the touch from the water, and Robin was already recovering and wrapping his towel around him.

Nancy was opening the door, worried eyes peeking around the corner.

“Listen to my voice, Eddie. Take in a deep breath. Slowly.”

It was easy to listen to Robin.

She didn’t hesitate to wrap him up in her arms, rubbing her hands up and down his back as he tried to breathe.

Nancy was standing in the doorway, not saying or doing anything, just a silent presence there to assist if needed.

He could feel Robin’s heart beating hard in her chest, so hard it felt like it was trying to jump into his chest.

But he was calming down now.

He pulled away and sat down on the floor, towel still loosely wrapped around him.

Robin shut off the shower, quickly joining him on the floor and waving Nancy away.

“You’re good at this.”

“Well, somebody has to be there for Steve when he’s having a bad day. I’ve gotten plenty of practice.”

“Is he this bad?”

“Oh, on his real bad days, he’s worse. And yes, you absolutely should hold that over him. Maybe then he’ll accept help from someone other than just me.”

He rested his head on her shoulder, smiling when she rested her head on his.

“You should have him come help.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why? Because you have a big stupid crush on him?”

“Why, yes, Robin. That’s exactly why.”

He knew she was rolling her eyes, but he didn’t care.

“You’re both so stupid, it gives me a stomach ache.”

Eddie didn’t think about what she said, just sat in silence as she started playing with his fingers.

“Want me to come back tomorrow?”

“Yeah, please.”

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Robin came back for three days in a row, and Eddie managed to stay under the water until the timer went off every time.

He was scared to think about what would happen if he started to fail again.

But with Robin constantly talking his way through it, he couldn’t worry for long.

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“Eddie.”

Oh no.

Robin’s voice was so scratchy, and dull, and not Robin.

She was sick.

Nancy wasn’t available today or tomorrow.

He couldn’t do this alone.

“It’s okay, Robs. I’ll…call Steve.”

“Good. Sorry again.”

She didn’t sound nearly as sorry as when he first answered the phone, but it wasn’t worth arguing about.

He paced the floor of his room for nearly ten minutes before he gave in and just dialed Steve’s number.

“Harrington residence, Steve speaking.”

“Oh, you have one of those homes. Gross.”

“Eds!”

“Hey, Stevie.”

Eddie knew his face was doing that stupid smile he only did for Steve, a combination of fond and content that he’d never been able to give anyone else.

“Everything good?”

“Well, kinda no?”

“What’s wrong?” Steve asked quickly, his tone changing from casual excitement to concern.

“You remember what Nancy told you about the uh…exposure therapy?”

“Yeah, how’s that going?”

Eddie sighed. Steve was so fucking nice all the time. It wasn’t fair.

“It’s not terrible. Robin’s helped for a few days. But uh.”

“What is it?”

“Robin’s sick and Nancy’s out of town. I can’t skip a day, especially not when I’ve been on a roll, ya know? So I was wondering if maybe, and you can say no I’ll do it alone if I have to, maybe you’d be willing to come play therapist?”

That wasn’t so hard. It was awkward, certainly, but not too bad.

“I’ll be right over,” Steve said quickly and hung up.

Eddie didn’t mean right this second necessarily, Jesus.

But if Steve wanted to help this badly, then who was he to stop him from rushing over?

And rush he did.

It wasn’t 15 minutes later that Steve was at his door.

“Where’s the fire, man?”

“Huh?”

“Never mind,” Eddie smiled at him. “Do you remember what Nancy said about all this?”

“Yeah. How long are you up to?”

“Minute and a half. Or I have to turn the water on and adjust the temperature myself and do a minute. But I don’t wanna try something new today, so minute and a half it is.”

Steve nodded along, but Eddie swore he looked nervous. Like he was hesitant to even be here. He needed to offer him an out.

“Listen, I can just wait. Skipping a day or two isn’t really gonna make a big difference in the long run.”

“No!” Steve suddenly shouted. “No. I want to help. I want to be here for you.”

“Oh,” Eddie looked down at his feet, hoping it would hide the blush on his cheeks. “Okay then.”

So he led Steve to the bathroom. He set the kitchen timer but didn’t start it yet.

Steve was standing by the shower, shifting his weight between his legs anxiously. He looked more nervous than Eddie even felt.

“Nancy and Robin usually turn the water on and make sure it’s hot for me. Robin said it’s like how you like it?”

“Got it.”

He turned to the faucets, adjusting them for a few seconds and then pulling back as he waited for the water to heat up.

“You can strip, I’ll turn around.”

“Oh. Okay. Sure.”

Eddie knew he sounded ridiculous.

You’ve taken showers before, idiot.

But the difference here was that Steve was about to be here to see him at his weakest, at least emotionally. And he’d be naked.

Going off of how much Nancy and Robin had to see of him, Steve would be getting an eyeful too.

“You okay?”

Eddie shook himself out of his thoughts.

“I’m okay. Sorry.”

He threw his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants before he could overthink it.

Steve had seen most of him when he was helping change his bandages after the bats snacked on him. It wasn’t a big deal.

Steve at least pretended to be paying more attention to the water and floor as he pulled his legs from his pants and slid his boxers off.

“Water’s good. You ready?”

Steve looked at his face, clearly avoiding any chance of seeing anything below the waist.

Probably locker room courtesy or something, though if you asked him, making eye contact was way more intimate than accidentally seeing someone else’s dick.

“Ready.”

Steve moved to the sink as he got in, probably grabbing the kitchen timer to start it the second he got under the water.

It took him a minute, the hot water hitting his toes gently.

But he took a deep breath, turned his back to the stream, and backed into the water.

“I’m in.”

The first part was getting easier to do, he’d admit that. It was easier to stay in the moment while the water first started hitting him, easier to speak for the first 15 or so seconds before he was completely soaked.

But then it was quiet. He couldn’t hear anything except the water beating down on him and the shower floor.

Steve wasn’t saying anything and Eddie didn’t know how to ask him to.

He didn’t want to sound needy, Steve was already giving up time out of his day to be here at all.

How long had it been? Probably not that long.

It felt like years.

The water was the perfect temperature, and that kind of helped him remember this was a shower, not the end of the fucking world.

The end of the world doesn’t care about your comfort.

Steve does though.

But after another ten or so seconds, the buzzing in his ears got louder, he could feel his body shaking as if the water had suddenly turned ice cold, and the thoughts rushing through his head were more memories he wished he could forget.

He still felt the water, but it wasn’t water anymore. It was blood and bats and doctor’s hands trying to just stop the bleeding.

And then he felt actual hands on him, a body against him pushing him so the water was barely touching him.

He took a gasping breath and collapsed against them.

Steve.

He was fully clothed, like he’d panicked and jumped in without thinking about it at all. He had his arms wrapped around Eddie tightly, not leaving an inch of space between them. He was muttering something, but Eddie couldn’t quite hear what it was.

He let himself be held, no longer in panic mode with his human shield protecting him from the water.

“How long?”

Steve was rubbing his back, spreading a new warmth against his skin and helping, always helping.

“One minute.”

Eddie sighed. He didn’t wanna tell Nancy that he failed today.

She wouldn’t make him feel bad intentionally, but she got this look on her face when he didn’t make it to the timer going off like she wasn’t sure he could get through it.

“You wanna get out?”

“Please.”

Steve pulled away so he could shut off the water and Eddie got a good look at him.

He was soaked, his clothes sticking to him uncomfortably, his hair matted down against his head.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I made the choice.”

He did, yeah. But he probably felt obligated to, and that’s not really making a choice, is it?

“Eds, look at me.”

He’d been looking at the floor, kind of hoping it would just swallow him up for good, but managed to pull his head up when Steve asked.

“I’ll always, always, make the choice to help you. Okay?”

Eddie bit back a sob as he nodded, and Steve pulled him against his chest again.

“You have no clue how much I wanna be here for you. When Nancy called, I practically begged to be here, did she tell you that? But she said it wouldn’t be helpful if I jumped in the moment you needed me.”

“Helped now.”

Steve squeezed his arms.

“Yeah. She won’t be happy with me. But you weren’t answering and when I looked in, it’s like you weren’t even here. I didn’t know what else to do.”

Eddie nodded. That lined up with what he’d been feeling, seeing.

“We should get out. You’re shivering.”

Steve guided him out of the shower and wrapped the towel he’d left hanging up around him, rubbing along his arms and back to help get him warmer faster.

Then he was taking off his shirt and removing his belt and Eddie’s brain couldn’t catch up.

“Uh.”

“Sorry, do you have some clothes I can borrow while I put these in the dryer?”

“Uh. Yeah. Sure.”

Steve smiled at him like he didn’t just break his brain in half.

He managed to walk to his bedroom, grab a shirt and sweatpants, and walk back to the bathroom with only a single thought running through his mind: he’s wearing my clothes.

“Thanks,” Steve said as Eddie wordlessly handed them over.

And then he realized he forgot boxers.

Steve would be wearing his sweatpants with nothing under them.

He knew the noise he let out was close to a squeak, like a fucking mouse or something, but he couldn’t hold it in. Steve didn’t acknowledge it, hopefully didn’t hear it at all, as he focused on getting his soaked jeans off his body.

Then his boxers came off.

Eddie really did his best not to look. He did. It would be so rude to stare.

It would be even more rude to say something.

So he did both.

“Jesus Christ, Steve. The girls weren’t kidding were they?”

Steve’s face was bright red, but he didn’t look up until he was pulling the sweatpants up his legs.

“I guess that depends what they were saying.”

Eddie was still standing with his towel wrapped around him, eyes wide at everything that had just happened.

“For one, that you’re pretty well-endowed. I thought they just lacked experience. Maybe I’m the one lacking experience. Maybe you’re just huge.”

Steve was smirking at him, the confidence of the king coming back as he listened to Eddie.

“That so?”

“God, yeah. I’m never gonna be able to be with anyone again after seeing that.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

Steve was stepping into his space now, still shirtless, still smirking.

“I mean, look at you. How could I ever be satisfied with someone else inside me when I could have that?”

Oh. Wait. No. He wasn’t supposed to be saying this out loud.

Steve’s hands were on his hips, though.

Gripping him tight, like he had no intention of letting him go.

“You want that? With me?”

Well, might as well lay it all out there.

“I want everything with you. Anything you’ll give me.”

“Everything?” Steve was still smirking, that asshole. “So if I wanted to take you out on a date…”

“A date?”

“Yeah. To dinner or something.”

“We can’t go on a date, Steve. We’re two men in bumfuck Indiana. We’d be killed.”

“How about I make you dinner? My place. Tonight?”

“You’re fucking with me.”

“I’m not, but hopefully I will be,” he said with a wink.

“Steve. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into. I’m like, kind of in love with you, full disclosure, and I’m not sure I can handle one date, a fuck, and then you never wanting to even talk to me again.”

Steve watched as he rambled, running his thumbs along Eddie’s hips like he was trying to keep him calm.

“Full disclosure, I’m kind of in love with you, too. I mean, I did just jump in a shower fully clothed to make sure you weren’t gonna hurt yourself. I’d do it every day if I had to.”

Eddie searched his face for any sign of a lie. Steve was easy to read, or at least he was to Eddie.

But Steve was giving him a fond smile, and moving in closer, and Eddie didn’t see any sign of a lie.

Steve’s hand cupped his jaw. He was looking at him like he was special, and Eddie wasn’t sure what to do with it.

And then Steve was kissing him.

He dropped the towel. It was accidental, but he wasn’t going to interrupt any of this to pull it back up.

Steve was an intense kisser. He should’ve known.

He put everything he had into it. He kissed with his whole body, quite literally putting his back into it as he pushed Eddie against the wall.

But Eddie wasn’t doing this in his bathroom. Despite the fact that he was very obviously willing to, he wanted to have the date first.

He pulled away, but stayed in Steve’s arms. He wasn’t quite ready for complete separation.

“You’re making me dinner tonight?”

“I’m making you dinner tonight.”

“And it’s a date?”

“It’s a date.”

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Steve came every day after that, even on days when Robin or Nancy were already there.

He sometimes waited in the hall as backup, but usually he stayed in the bathroom and talked to Eddie, who’d managed to get up to three whole minutes in only a few weeks.

When he finally made it to five, Nancy handed it all over to Steve.

He started taking showers with Eddie. Washing his body and hair so he could have more positive thoughts.

By the end of the year, he was taking regular showers.

He still had moments where he panicked, of course. He still sometimes had to cut them short because of a specific memory.

He still sometimes went a few days without because he couldn’t build up the courage to get in.

But Steve was there. They all were.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #exposure therapy #requests #its about the HEALING

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ashisill · 1 year ago

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Waited all my life.

Dad Josh that was supposed to be a blurb, but turned into my longest fic ever. Update I am going to make this into a part 2.

Warnings: pregnancy, birth (at home), mentions of childhood trauma, crying. If I missed any let me know.

Josh was in love with your baby the moment you found out you were pregnant. It started when you were a day late. No big deal it will come. Two days there’s still plenty of hope. Three … no worry. Then the two week mark hit, and you knew something was up.

“Josh I need to talk to you” you said sitting him down on the bed.

“Right now sweetheart? Jake and Danny are downstairs” he questioned.

“Josh it’s really important it can’t wait” you reassured him.

“Okay darling I am here talk to me” he took your hands into his.

“I am late”

“By how many days?” He asked.

You said softly “two weeks”

“Do you think it’s a possibility?”

“I feel weird Josh. I just can’t explain it”

“Okay darling I hear you. we’ll get a test and go from there okay? Don’t worry”

That’s all it took for him to hop in the car. He got you what you needed, making sure to bring a few of your favorite snacks back. You sat on the couch with Jake and Danny. Listening to all their crazy stories. Jake told you about the last time he took mushrooms, and all the wild shit that came with it. Danny added some stories of his own to the mix. Josh arrived back home with the box of pregnancy test in hand.

Jake stops mid sentence “pregnancy scare huh?

“Might be more than a scare”

You walked out of the bathroom, and waited for the timer. You got lost in the conversation. It almost seemed like that was Jake’s plan. He could tell your anxiety was through the roof. Every time he’d notice you starting to zone out he would bring you back. He did the best he could until that dreaded ringtone burst into the cozy conversation.

“Can I come with you or would you rather do it alone?” Josh asked looking down praying you’d let him in.

“Of course I want you with me silly” you laughed softly before opening the bathroom door. “You ready?”

He stared at the faced down pregnancy test, and took a deep breath“yes”.

You saw it

You knew it was true. Every emotion hit you at once. “Hey it’s gonna be okay. Lemme make sure” Josh took off sprinting into the living room. He grabbed the paper and there it said.

“Two lines” he said almost a whisper “Y/N TWO FUCKING LINES!”

He ran back as fast as he could. You felt like crying, but you didn’t want him to think you were upset. Instead you wrapped your arms around his neck giving him a kiss. “Your gonna be the best dad darling”

The rest of the night went well. Jake wrapped Josh in his arms for a long and tight hug. “I am so happy for you brother”. Jake knew Josh had always wanted to be a dad. Growing up he’d always dreamed of it. When they reached adulthood together he’d would always ask Jake if he ever thought about having kids. He’d tell him all his hopes for a future. Then he met you, and he told Jake it would be you. You would be the one to give him his dream. A little baby. A bundle of joy. A child to pour all his love into. Your the only one he’s ever thought about having kids with. He’s brought it up before, but never flat out asked if you were ready. Making little comments like “I just can’t wait to have kids”. “We’re gonna be such good parents one day”. Or when he sees a baby in public, and he gets a big warm smile “don’t you just want you one?”

A few days past he asked you about telling his parents. You talked about it for a while and decided to give them a call in the morning. The next day came and immediately he was on the phone telling his mom to get the next flight to Nashville. He spent all day pacing around the house. Cleaning things that didn’t to be clean, reorganizing, cleaning some more.

The front door opened no need for knocking. They reunited talking loudly over each other, and lots of hugs. It didn’t matter that you saw them all a week ago. Sam came in after his parents. Jake making a big entrance almost an hour after everyone arrived.

Jake and Josh headed outside to throw some food on the grill. You stayed in chatting with his family. They were pretty much your family at this point.

After everyone finished their meal Josh stood up. He signaled for you to stand with him, and so you did.

“Guys I need everyone’s attention” he kissed your forehead, and placed an hand on your belly. “We’re gonna have a baby. She’s pregnant”. That’s all it took for everyone to be back on their feet. Hugging the both of you. A few tears were shed from his momma. You loved her dearly. Karen was the first one to take you in, and treat you like her own.

You looked over at Sam to find his jaw dropped. “No words Sammy?”

“I am so fucking happy for you” he ran and wrapped you in a hug. You were surprised by this Sammy was never affectionate towards you. In return you hugged him tighter, and stayed there for a while.

Papa Kiszka noticing jakes nonchalant reaction he asked him about it. Jake explained that him and Danny were there you found out. Karen was very jealous. She would have loved to of been there when you found out. She’s been waiting for grandkids. She always said Josh would be the first to give her some. Guess moms are always right.

The next 9 months we’re spent planning, and heavy thinking. Karen there every step of the way. Sometimes getting to much in your business, and josh getting annoyed at her. You always reminded him how lucky he is to have her. Your mother wasn’t quite the mothering type. Hence to all your childhood trauma. You knew you would never let your kid grow up the way you did. That’s why you decide to not let her know you were pregnant. You didn’t want her involved with this life your creating. She always ruined yours. You never want your baby to feel how you had too.

You and Josh being the non traditional people that you are. You’ve decided to an at home birth. A water birth. Karen supported your decision adding that the hospital is very pushy. Plus all the hospitals policies were something Josh and you didn’t agree with. Knowing Josh would end up with wrinkles and grey hair with all that stress before the baby was even born. After all you didn’t want to be told how to give birth. It’s your body’s natural process, and not a medical emergency. You two like to do things a natural way. That meaning literally everything you two did.

Of course you made sure this was completely safe to do. Making sure you weren’t high risk, and assuring the babies safety.

Names names names.

“What about _?”

“You really wanna name our kid _? Do you want our poor baby to get made fun of?”

“Okay then. Your so dramatic mama. What about this one?”

“Joshua really”

“Well considering we planned on not knowing the gender till birth it has to work both ways”

“I’ve got one … River”

And it stuck.

A couple weeks past and Josh’s family had a huge family gathering. Celebrating a few birthdays that were past or coming up, the boys success with the band, and to announce your baby on the way. You two slept over that night to help set up the next morning. Josh woke up, and decided to let you sleep. He covered the blankets back over you, and headed for the kitchen. You awoke about an hour later not feeling so well.

“Good morning my pretty girl” he kissed your forehead. “How’s our baby?” He bent down kissing your stomach.

“Babies good. I am not feeling so great though” you told him. “ I feel like I am gonna be sick”

“Oh it’s morning sickness my dear” Karen told you finishing up breakfast.

You felt it rising, and looked around frantically for a safe place. Josh could tell by the look on your face what was about to happen. “Trash can sweetheart” he quickly walked you to it.

You felt terrible even tho you couldn’t help it. Tears threatening your eyes, and you tried to hide them well. “Hey don’t even worry about it sweet girl”. Josh’s kind words making you want to crawl into his arms and cry. “Don’t cry angel”. He swiped his fingers under your eyes to dry up any tears.

You apologized to Karen she just waved her hand, and said “you have nothing to be sorry about. Trust me I’ve had four kids I know how it feels”. Josh took you to the bathroom to run you a shower. He sat on the bathroom counter and talked to you as you cleaned up. After, you greeted his family and announced the news again, but to a bigger crowd this time.

Around three months in you and josh started on the nursery. You painted the walls a beautiful shade of light blue. One evening you went to the store to grab a certain snack. Pregnancy cravings are no joke. You came back to find josh painting little clouds on the wall. He picked the wall the crib was going on.

“Josh” you said looking at the clouds.

“I got carried away we can paint over them I just-”

“No no no love it’s perfect. The baby is gonna love em” you said tearing up. Surely just the pregnancy hormones, but this was a beautiful moment. “Awe baby don’t cry” he took you in a hug. “I am glad you like them”

Nearing the time of your due date Karen stayed with you. She slept in the guest bedroom so you never had to be alone. One night you’ve began feeling contractions, so Karen started timing them. You were in pain, but enough to function. You moved around a a yoga ball josh insisted you buy. Josh began playing music through the speakers. At this point joshs closest family was there. Along with your closest friends.

“Come dance with me darling” josh held his hand out.

You giggled through the contractions “josh I can’t”.

“Don’t lie to me” he joked “C’mon on ya feet I’ll hold you up”.

How could you stay no to that?

You began dancing more like waddling around with josh. Then suddenly the feeling of water dripped down your legs. You looked down immediately knowing what just happened. Josh knew too “Her water broke!” Josh shouted.

Everyone sprung into action. The midwife was called and the small circular inflatable birthing pool was put up. You got in the pool with help from josh.

Only Karen, josh, and the midwife were in the room now. Giving you your space as they all waited anxiously in your living room.

“I can’t josh” you cried in pain.

“Yes you can your so fucking strong” josh stood on the side holding you up as you bent over the pool side.

You gripped Josh leaving finger nail prints on his arm.

“Your almost there I promise” Karen told you.

You squeezed the fuck out of Josh’s hand as he talked you through it. “It’s almost over darling. I am so fucking proud of you” his eyes started to swell this tears. “I am so proud of you” he whispered.

One final push

The moment you waited 9 whole months for was before you. A thousand feelings hit you. Sad? Happy? Relieved? Pain? No a feeling that didn’t have a name. You couldn’t explain it because you’ve never felt it before. I sense a change. Protectiveness. A motherly feeling.

The midwife carefully examined, and lifted the newborn out of the water. The gender was announced, and josh started crying harder. The baby was laid on your chest as tears streamed down your face.

After some time the question was asked “Anyone cutting the umbilical cord?”

Josh’s eyes met yours. “Would you like to?” You asked him.

“I would love to”

He was showed where to cut it once he lined it up he asked if it was right just to make sure. He got the go ahead, and cut the umbilical cord.

You josh got a moment alone.

“May I?” Josh said asking to sit in the water with you.

“Please” you said. When he sat down softly you handed him his daughter. Karen being the only one beside you two who knew the gender yet.

“She’s so beautiful” he began to cry. “Just like her mama. I am so happy to meet you baby” He rambled to his daughter for quite some time.

“I’ve waited all my life for you”

An hour past and your excitement grew “When do you want to show them?” You asked.

“Whenever your ready mama” he said handing her back to you. You told him you were, but asked if he wanted to let Jake announce the gender. He got teary eyed again more than happy to let his twin be involved. When Karen came back you requested Jake come in alone for a minute.

“They said there about ready, but they’d like Jake to come in alone first” Karen said.

“Me?” Jake stood up and gently opened the door. He immediately washed his hands before heading over to you.“Oh my god. It’s not bald” he laughed.

“No she’s not” you laughed.

“It’s a girl” he smiled “I fucking knew it”

You started handing River over to Jake. “Are you sure?”

“Yes of course. We want to ask you something as well” you said looking at josh to finish.

“Would you like to announce the gender?” Josh said.

“I would fucking love to. Are you sure?” You both nodded, and looked down at the infant in his arms. “Hey little girl it’s uncle Jakey. Well aren’t you just the prettiest”

You watched josh and he looked at Jake with complete love in his eyes. Watching his twin brother hold his daughter made all this seem real. Tears ran down his face again making you start to cry.

“Oh god don’t do that” Jake said looking at you two. He looked down again “your gonna make me cry to pretty girl” his eyes began to water. He looked up and took a breath refusing to let them fall. “Emotional moment ay?”

You laughed at Jake’s attempt to stop the tears.

“Ugh I guess I gotta share ya huh? You ready to meet em sweetheart?”

Everyone was called in, and the room was filled with love as everyone gasps and cooed at the newborn. Jake still held her in his arms as his sister Ronnie tried to take her.

“Back off” he joked. “I’ve got news folks” the room went quite “Rivers a girl”.

As calm and relaxed as Karen’s been the whole journey you began to watch her eyes swell. Not only was it her first granddaughter, but that josh needed Jake to be included. No matter how old they may get they still needed each other. As much as you’d need oxygen to breathe. Even though this was Josh’s moment he needed Jake to share it with.

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stardustndreamsofsilver · 2 years ago

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Are You Ready To Talk

Josh x Reader (f)

Find All Parts Here

Warnings: implied alcohol consumption, cursing

As the warm morning light flooded your room, you yawned and stretched. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, it all came flooding back.

Josh saying he loved you and wanted more than just friendship. Josh trying to kiss you. You stopping him.

Taking a deep breath, you shake your head. He probably won't even remember what happened, you thought.Sighing, you get out of bed and head to the kitchen.

Just as you finish making your cup of coffee, you hear your phone go off in the other room. Grabbing your mug, you walk back to check your phone. Picking it up off the nightstand, you unlock it and see it's a message from Josh.

Josh: Hey can I come over? I'm in dire need of my birdy's hangover cure.

Me: Yeah, come on over. I'll start making it now.

You knew it. He didn't remember. It's probably for the best. At least this way, your friendship would stay unaffected.

Walking back to the kitchen, you start making cheddar bacon spinach egg muffins. Once those were in the oven, you got out all the ingredients for frozen mocha. After making a shot of espresso, you pour it in the blender and ice, vanilla ice cream, white chocolate syrup, dark chocolate syrup and milk. Turning on the blender, you turn to grab some cups.

When you turn, you see Josh standing there. Letting out a yelp and knocking into the counter, you hold your chest trying to calm your racing heart. All the while Josh is laughing historically.

Turning off the blender, you turn and say, "You scared the shit out of me! When did you get here?”

“I’m sorry. I just got here. Thank you for this by the way. You’re the best.” He says with a smile, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“It’s no problem.” You say as the oven timer goes off. “Hey can you grab some cups while I get the food?”

He nods and goes to grab them. You grab an oven mitt and go to grab the egg muffins. As you’re bending down to open the oven door, Josh brushes against you. Feeling your cheeks heat up, you quickly get out the can and sit it on the stove. Taking a deep breath, you go grab plates and forks.

Sitting everything out on the table, you ask Josh if he wants some fruit with his breakfast. He shrugs his shoulders and says sure.

Once everything is plated, you sit across from Josh and motion for him to eat. The two of you enjoy your breakfast in silence. After Josh finishes the last of his, he wipes his mouth with a napkin. “Bird, that was amazing. Almost as amazing as you.” He says with a wink.

Rolling your eyes, you say thanks and grab the dishes to put them in the sink. You decide you’ll wash them later. Turning around, you ask, “Hey, what are your plans for today?”

“Nothing really, I thought about doing some grocery shopping, but honestly I think I’ll just wait until tomorrow.” He replies.

“Want to hang out with me and watch old movies? It’s my day off and I missed hanging out with you while you were gone. Plus there’s a movie I wanted to watch with you.” You say.

“I’d love to bird. What movie?” He asks.

“Barefoot in the Park. It has Jane Fonda and Robert Redford in it.”

“Sounds good to me, lead the way my lady.” He says motioning for you to walk ahead.

Walking into the living room, you go over and grab your laptop and hook it up to your tv. Once everything is set up, you hit play and go sit next to Josh on the couch. Once you’re seated, Josh grabs your legs and places them across his lap. Throughout the movie, Josh gently rubs your legs. Only occasionally rubbing high enough to make your heart flutter.

This is just Josh being Josh. He definitely doesn’t remember last night or he would’ve said something by now, you thought. Once the movie ended, the two of you stayed just as you were. Just as you swung your legs off his lap and were about to get up and pull up another movie, Josh grabs your hand and says, “I meant what I said last night. Are you ready to talk?”

#josh kiszka #josh gvf #soft josh #joshua michael kiszka #josh fluff #josh x reader #gvf josh #gvf imagine #gvf blurb #gvf series #gvf fluff #greta van fleet #greta van fic #greta van fluff #gvf fic

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crazyqueenmoon · 2 days ago

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“Only the best for you”

————-!MDNI!——————-——

*The image of a malewife! Atsushi has been cemented into my brain as of late. He also seems to have biggest affinity for domesticity of all the characters in BSD so I guess that makes Atsushi being a malewife! cannon. If that’s the case I’m not complaining. As for what to rate this, it’s too risqué to be fluff but not risqué enough to be considered smut. Hope you enjoy! <3*

Atsushi x GN reader

Synopsis: You come over to Atsushi’s place after work. Once you do, you’re in for an unexpected but pleasant surprise.

During your lunch break you feel your phone vibrate. It’s a call from Atsushi. He asks you to come to his place tonight. He’s got a special surprise prepared just for you. You show up at his door an hour after your commute from work, knocking on his door.

He answers it and opens the door wide. You’re shocked as you see that he’s clad in just a pink frilly apron covered in hearts with high side slits. In his other hand he’s holding up a little feather duster. As shocking as it is, it’s definitely not a sight to complain about.

“Y/n, you came at the perfect time!” He grins, holding the door for you. “How was your day?”

“You know, it’s work. So same old. Though it wasn’t too hectic and stressful.”

“That’s good to hear,” he says as you remove your jacket. “Here. I’ll hang that up for you, baby. You can go sit over at the table. You must be exhausted after working and commuting.”

How he knew you too well. He grabbed your jacket, setting his feather duster down on the counter. You walked over the table to see that it was covered in a red silk tablecloth. In the middle of the table was a flickering candle. At your seat was a glass pitcher of ice cold water. Next to the pitcher was a tall full glass of water with a lemon slice on the outside. You took a sip of the water, feeling refreshed. Piano music started to play. Then you looked around the room wondering if you had stepped inside of a dream. As if you hadn’t been fumbling for your key card through your bag this morning worried you’d clocking in late or that you had to take on another coworker’s assignments right when you’d finished yours because they were on vacation and your boss wanted you to stay occupied until it was time to leave. It made you groan but now that didn’t matter.

You felt hands rubbing against your shoulders. As you looked up, you saw Atsushi’s face. You sighed, basking in his massage.

“Thought I’d give you a little massage while dinner’s cooking. Your shoulders are really tense, y/n. Hope you’re not overworking yourself, sweetheart.”

“God, that feels so good,” you say.

“Thank you, sweetheart. Only the best for you. And I don’t want you feeling stressed.”

As the kitchen timer goes off, he turns away. The bow know from the apron strings rests above his asscrack dangling over his cheeks. He walks back, donning pink mitts and sets you a plate of one of your dishes.

“I’ve never made this before, but I promise you’ll it. I tasted it myself and was pretty amazed at how it tasted.”

You try it, telling him it’s really good. He keeps asking if you’re sure, worried you’re lying to be nice until you tell him you actually enjoy what he cooked for you.

“I’m happy you like it. I don’t know what I would’ve done with myself if you didn’t like it.”

“Even if I didn’t like it, I still would’ve appreciated that you made it for me. And I already feel so spoiled with all this stuff you’ve been doing for me with the tablecloth and wearing nothing but a pink frilly apron. You don’t know the half what it does to me.”

“Heh, I’m glad you like what you see,” he smirked, leaning his arm against the table. “If it were up to me, I’d be doing this for you every single day.”

“As much as I’d love that, it’d be a bit too gratuitous.”

“Ha, you’re right,” he chuckled sheepishly. “It’s just, I want to make you happy. And making you happy makes me happy.”

You set down the fork, feeling a little somber. Your boyfriend didn’t have the most pleasant upbringing constantly being told that he was an utter disappointment. It’s why he went above and beyond. He also did it because he loved you more than anything but you wished he didn’t feel that way about himself.

“You do know that making me happy shouldn’t be your reason for being happy.”

“I know, but just I love doing nice things for you, darling. I should’ve known you were being honest.”

You smile, tapping on the table. He takes a seat and pours himself some water.

“You know, if this can’t be a daily thing, why don’t we make a weekly one instead?” He asked. “Every week from now on you come over to my place for a nice free meal, eye candy, and dessert?”

“Figurative or literal?” you ask.

He smirks again, crossing his arms over the table. His eyes glow like the candles on the table.

“How about both?

#bungo stray dogs #bsd #armed detective agency #atsushi nakajima x reader #bsd atsushi nakajima #atsushi x reader #atsushi x y/n #tiger boy #bungou stray dogs #atsushi nakajima #but for real? Atsushi in a pink frilly apron? yes pleas #male wife #18+ mdni #not fluff but not smut #atsushi nakajima x y/n #domesticity

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circus4apsycho8 · 2 years ago

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Hello!

I really enjoy all your writings and I saw that there was very little Jay so I decided to take my shot and request something for him.

If you had the chance to could you write a fluffy one shot of Jay where him and the reader are dancing.

They dance together and laugh and just have fun for a bit until a slow song comes up.

Them they just sway to the music in each other's arms, just enjoying each other's presence.

(Also, I am excitedly waiting for the next chapter of the Young Garmadon story. Can't wait for the update!)

𝚊/𝚗: 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘! 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑! <𝟹 𝚒 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜! 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 :) 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍! 𝚒 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍!!

𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍: "𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢" 𝚋𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛

blue monday. | jay x reader

“I should really fix my sleep schedule.”

The words tumble from your lips as you frown, staring at the pot of water in front of you. It rests on the eye of the stove, gradually warming up. Exhaustion laces your eyes, but you know you won’t be able to sleep.

Plus, you’re hungry, and macaroni and cheese sounds delicious right about now. You eye the pack of cheese mix and box of noodles, eagerly waiting for the water to heat up. A few seconds later, you hear the oven beeping. Thankfully, you’ve prepared the dinosaur nuggets already, so you slip them inside the preheating oven, being sure to set a timer.

You decide that you’ll check in on your roommate, knowing that he’s probably up and tinkering away. Before you go, though, you grab a bottle of water from the fridge, already knowing that he’s probably dehydrated.

Sighing, you make your way through your apartment before stopping in front of his door, knocking a few times. “Jay?”

“Huh? Come in,” you hear him say. You push the door open, stepping inside.

There sits Jay, stationed at his desk with some kind of robot on it. Tools lay scattered across the top. His red hair is wild and unkempt, but part of you finds it cute.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt,” you start, setting the bottle of water on his desk. “But I just wanted to tell you that I’m making mac and cheese and dino nuggets if you want some. Everything will be ready in about twenty minutes. Also, hydrate or I steal your kneecaps,” you instruct, pointing to the water bottle and staring at him sternly.

He raises his hands in mock surrender, smiling softly as his blue eyes sparkle in the dim lighting. “That all sounds great. Can we watch Starfarer too? I could use a break from this damned thing,” he mumbles, gesturing to his robot.

“Of course we can. The night is still young,” you joke.

“Wait, what time is it?” he wonders, glancing around. “Ugh...where’d I put my phone?”

“Almost three,” you reply. “And your phone is right there, on your pillow.”

“Oh, thanks,” he responds. “Okay. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be out.”

“Sounds good,” you say, smiling at him before you gently close his door.

Your smile fades as you walk back into the kitchen, sighing as you enter it. You never thought you would click with someone as well as you did with Jay. He’s like your roommate soulmate. Or...something like that.

And honestly? You’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t have feelings for him. By now, the two of you have been living together for almost a year. But that would just be weird, right? You couldn’t make things weird. You two are both busy as it is – with college, work, life, et cetera. There’s just no way something like that could work.

Something annoying in your heart whispers to you that it’s not true, though. As much as you would like to believe it, you just can’t. Not when he’s the only one splitting rent with you. Yeah, you could find another roommate, but you doubt you’d get along with anyone else as well. Not with your nonexistent sleep schedule.

You shut those thoughts down, electing to just focus on your mac for now. Mac and cheese. Yes please.

After dumping the noodles in, you wait for them to cook while checking the notifications on your phone. There’s nothing much of interest there, but that doesn’t surprise you. There’s never anything exciting going on in your life anyway.

It’s then that your Bluetooth speaker catches your eye from its corner on the counter. Hm...surely it wouldn’t hurt to play a quiet song, right?

Decision made, you turn it on before shuffling the playlist you and Jay created together.

First up is “Blue Monday” by New Order. Damn, putting the bangers on already. You set your phone down once you’re satisfied with the volume, listening to the instrumental’s introduction. How fitting that this plays on a Monday.

Jay steps into the kitchen a few seconds later, donning a pair of pajama pants with cute dinosaurs all over them along with a Fritz Donnegan shirt. Additionally, he has on a pair of Pikachu slippers. He sets his water bottle on the counter. To your delight, you find that he actually had drank about half of it.

“Ugh, I got so absorbed that I didn’t realize how hungry I was,” he says. You chuckle, directing your stare back to the mac and cheese so you can check on it.

“I figured. You’ve been holed up in your room for a while.”

“Yeah...finals are coming up and I still don’t understand what’s wrong with my code,” he mumbles with a sigh, bumping his forehead on the wall. “I can’t wait for this semester to be done.”

“Same,” you comment as you realize that the noodles are done cooking, proceeding to the next step. “I feel like the days have just been dragging on.”

“Me too,” he responds, peering into the oven for a second before he turns his head towards the speaker. “Hey, I love this song!”

“It’s our playlist, remember?”

“Oh, right,” he replies, softly nodding his head to the beat. “I can’t believe you actually use it.”

“Of course I do!” you retort, whirling around to face him. “Why wouldn’t I?”

He shrugs in response, still bobbing to the music. “I dunno. Just thought you’d forget about it after a while, I guess.”

“Well, I didn’t. I listen to it all of the time,” you reply. “Do you?”

“Yeah. I listen to it all of the time.”

“Thought so,” you mumble, going to check on the nuggets. Still not quite ready, but that’s not much of a surprise considering that your timer hasn’t gone off yet. You’re about to search for dishes to set the table with when suddenly Jay snatches your hand and the speaker, bringing you out in the living room.

You observe him as he releases your hand, setting the speaker on the coffee table. “Jay, what are you doing?”

“Dance with me.”

“What?”

“Let’s dance,” he says again, holding his hand out to you. “Come on, it’s fun!”

You smile, shaking your head as the lyrics to the song kick in after the long musical introduction. “Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“Fine,” you relent, taking his hand. He grins, spinning you around before separating and dancing. But...not in an amateur kind of way. It looks like he actually knows what he’s doing? This lanky, introverted nerd of a man can actually dance?

“Wait, since when can you dance?!” you wonder as you watch him in disbelief.

“I took a few lessons with my friends a while back,” he replies, shrugging. “Just let it all go. You know that I, of all people, won’t judge you.”

“Okay, fair enough,” you reply. He continues with his moves as you start moving too, if a bit bashfully at first. Soon enough, though, you’re able to push past that and actually enjoy yourself.

“There you go!” Jay encourages, twiriling you again.

You find yourself relaxing as your heart pounds, getting more lost into the song as you and Jay dance in the living room. For some reason, this is the most excitement you’ve felt all semester. Just being dumb with your roommate, who you may or may not be in love with. Watching him move in his stupid Fritz Donnegan shirt and dinosaur pants...his red hair disshevled to hell, blue eyes sparking like lightning...

You’re about to say something when the timer rudely interrupts your dance session. You frown, going to turn it off.

“Dino nuggies?” Jay questions, voice hopeful.

“Dino nuggies,” you answer as he follows you to the kitchen. Jay steps over to the cabinents, grabbing a few dishes to set next to you. You portion out the food before snagging a drink and getting ready to sit down.

Soon enough, the two of you are seated and enjoying your Michelin-star worthy meal.

“Thank you for making all of this,” Jay says, picking up one of his nuggets and grinning. You recognize that grin, pulling your plate of nuggets closer to you as you eye him suspiciously.

“You’re welcome,” you reply hesitantly. Dinosaur nuggets are special for the two of you – every time they’re made, a new chapter of the Dinosaur War is added. Jay seems to be scheming, which makes you weary.

He places one of his nuggets on the plate, holding it so that it’s standing and facing you. “I know this might be a tender subject, but I propose an impromptu meeting.”

Oh man. Here come the chicken puns. You sigh, picking up a stegosaurus nugget. “Sir Dinglehopper, you know that I have high egg-spectations. What of this meeting? What are we to discuss?”

“A truce, Lady Bumfuzzle,” he replies. “The fact of the matter is that, over the course of our trifles, I have found your leadership to be rather im-peck-able. I believe we should merge our forces together in order to defeat the aliens.”

You raise an eyebrow through a bite of mac and cheese, not quite believing him. Your stegosaurus tilts to the side questioningly. “How do I know that you’re not planning an ambush?”

“We will meet on neutral territory, with the Council observing our union!”

You sigh, deciding to give in to his antics. “Very well then. We will meet at the Council.”

“Yes!” Jay cheers, proceeding to eat his chicken nugget. You shake your head while smiling, doing the same. “To be continued!”

“You better not destroy my army again,” you huff between bites.

Jay chuckles at the memory. “I would never.”

“Whatever,” you mumble, laughing quietly as the room falls quiet save for the music. The two of you eat in silence. Normally, Jay’s chattier, but with all the work he’s been doing on his robot, you know he has to be exhausted. Like you. Tired, but unable to fall asleep – whether it was due to projects, homework, or other variables. Either way, you still enjoy these nights with him.

A few minutes later, though, the two of you finish your late-night meals. After cleaning up, your interest piques at the new song change.

This one is a slower song – not as energetic as the previous ones. You turn to find Jay standing at the counter, humming softly as he gazes at you.

“What is it?” you wonder, tilting your head slightly when he sticks his hand out to you again. You quietly, take it, gasping when he pulls you to his chest. “J...Jay?”

“You’re the best, you know that?”

“Huh? I am?”

“You always look out for me when I forget to take care of myself,” he mumbles as the two of you sway together.

“Well, yeah,” you reply, resting the side of your head on his chest as the two of you sway. “You look out for me, too. We kind of suck at this self-care thing.”

From the way his chest is vibrating, you think he’s chuckling. “Yeah. We really do.”

The song gives you a chance to think for a moment. Tonight feels...different. More intimate, maybe? A confession dances on your lips as you debate on whether or not you should tell him. Fear restrains the confession, though, causing your expression to sink as your confidence falters.

Instead, you glance up at him in an attempt to decipher his expression. His eyes meet yours, and you study his face. His lips, his eyes, that cute little notch in his eyebrow...

Stars. You want to tell him...but your anxiety is eating you alive. How are you supposed to coherently tell him how you feel? You close your eyes, trying to gather your courage.

“Fuck me,” you mumble, groaning.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just..it’s...” you stumble over your words, trying to figure out what to say. His expectant blue eyes prompt you to continue, however, and in that moment, you find a surge of determination out of nowhere. Not that you’re complaining. “I like you, Jay. I really like you. But, I don’t want to make you feel weird, or uncomfortable, and I don’t want things to be messed up between us, and I feel like now I shouldn’t have said anything-”

“Hey,” Jay interrupts, smiling smally.

“Huh?”

“Rambling’s my thing, not yours,” he jokes, pressing a hand to the side of your face. “Truth be told...I feel the same way. I was just too scared to actually say anything to you.”

“Wait, really?” you question, heart pumping rapidly.

“Yeah. You’re kind of scary sometimes.”

“Scary?!”

“Okay, maybe scary isn’t the right word. How about intimidating? I means, a lady who massacres my dinosaur nugget army is kind of menacing. But also kind of hot.”

You laugh, shifting your arms so that you’re facing him. “I’ll massacre your dinosaur nugget army anytime.”

Jay chuckles as his arms shift to your waist, holding you close to him. His gaze dips down to your lips before returning to your eyes.

“Can I kiss you?”

You nod, smiling at his sweetness as he dips his head down, planting his lips onto yours. You close your eyes, kissing him back as you find yourself pushed against the counter.

A few seconds later, the two of you separate, gazes locked on each other as he holds you. You can’t help but giggle as you take his hand, dragging him out to the couch, making sure to grab your phone on the way there.

You pause the music before plopping onto the couch, Jay coming to sit beside you as you reach for the remote.

“Starfarer?”

“Yes!”

With that, you put on Starfarer as Jay snatches a blanket, the two of you cuddling up together as Fritz Donnegan conquers his enemies. You remain snuggled against him until you fall asleep, grateful that you decided to speak up.

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nastudragneel · 2 years ago

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Mating Season and daily life

NSFW 18+ ONLY

Natsu x F!Reader

Please comment constructive comments

I'm only on 114 episodes so some things could be wrong.

You get captured by an evil guild. You have sexy time. Then Gajeel and Natsu fight for your hand.

Rising up early you felt a hand that's not your hand. Looking over you see a pink haired cutie. You immediately think of what happened last night. But for the love of god you cant remember. Too much booze. Your fully clothed so nothing weird happened. Though mating season is coming right up quickly.

'He couldnt possible love me. Yea were just friends unfortunately' You take a shower change and get ready for your day. Natsu is rustling awake, yawns and stretches his arms.

"Morning sleepy head" you state and pet his head as he gets out of your bed.

"Could you light my burner please?"

"Sure no problem" as he yawns he flicks his finger and a tiny flame popped out while smiling. He inserted it into the hole and waited for the fire to rise.

'Finger? Hole? Give it a rest brain I know your in heat' you think to yourself. After making a huge breakfast mainly because he eats so much, you both and Happy merrily go down the road to the Fairy Tail Guild. Meeting up with Erza, Grey, Lucy, and Wendy, and Carla we all looked at the poster board and wanted to do different things. So you took a poster that said to slay A Chimera 120,000 jewels. You all part ways but agree to meet tonight and your off on your own down the road once you get to the location you were caught off guard

"Wh-" as you were knocked unconcious.

~A Full day later

"Wheres (n)? She didnt meet up with us last night, but I thought she was just tired." Natsu says concerned.

"It is strange how one hundred percent of the time she checks in and this once she didnt" Erza announces.

"Well let's go look for her" Grey says. Lucy, Wendy, Carla and Happy nod at this.

"All right let's check what quest she was gonna do ah there! Slay a Chimera 120000 jewels. Shes crazy, alone? Wow!" Lucy states dumbfounded. "Let's go!" Natsu yells as he runs out the guild doors saying he has to find her frantically.

~At The Spot

Natsu sniffs the air sniffs until he finds your scent until he finds your beaded bracelet that's been torn off.

-Natsus POV-

"This was hers she had it on this yesterday morning" I say as Grey opens his mouth.

"What are you sleeping around for pick one all ready" Grey punches my head. Suddenly a huge robot dragon emerges from the ground. Emblem is a dark guild.

"Now that I have your attention dragon slayers. Behold one of your own is about to be sacrificed" The evil guild master Vugo yells and laughs maniacally.

"But (n) isnt a dragon slayer let her go or I got a bone to pick!" I yell and tremble with anger.

"Actually she is a dragon slayer of gravity Natsu. She made me promise not to tell anyone but she is gonna die!" Lucy exclaims which makes me even more mad grunting clenched jaw.

'Why didnt she ever show me? Why didnt I know about this?' You think quietly to yourself.

"Shes behind dragon proof armor in my robot you idiot's. The timer had been set oh looky only three minutes left until she dies into dust." Vugo Yells down to the team.

"NATSU HELP!" I hear (n)s voice muffled from the robot.

'She must have been here all night while we were all at home. Poor (n) out here all alone with no one to help' I think quietly to myself.

-(n) POV-

"Well I'm sorry I wasnt here earlier you must have been scared and felt all alone well I'm here now!" I hear Natsu yell as he powers up. Everyone stands back. Lucy is the only one who knows you have a crush on Natsu. Well maybe Erza knows too or just suspects it but she never says anything.

"Hey Natsu the weak point is there!" Happy yells over to Natsu who's powered up. Everyone gets ready.

"Okay I'll work on the robot, you guys get the creep!" Natsu yelled as he jumped up with fire feet then double jumps towards my direction as your blacking out you hear glass break as your ripped out of the holder. You feel so warm against his skin as he holds your freezing body you can only make out the others dragging Vugo behind them as you look up to see Natsu you pass out in to his chest. You could have sworn he was blushing.

-One Day Later

Your eyes flutter open, you try to get up falling a couple times groaning.

"So your finally awake I was getting worried(n)" Natsu says with a soft tone helping you sit up.

"What happened I feel like I've been hit by a truck. This must be what it feels like to be out of magic. Wait why are you here? Did you stay the whole night?"You question.

"Im here to make sure you woke up Wendy said you may go in to a coma but luckily we avoided that. We defeated the Vugo one of the dark guilds. Found out your the Gravity Dragon slayer. Found out that... you love me..." Natsu trialed off a bit at the end. You just look down.

"I'm sorry I never meant for you to find out that I love yo-" you were cut off by a warm hand tilting your head up to him to reveal your tears.

"I just didnt want... to break our friendship..." quietly tears streak down your face as he leans forward soft lips meet yours as relief washes over you.

'So does he feel the same or?' You think quietly. He deepens the kiss making your heart race and heart melt all at the same time.

"I've always noticed things youd do like make me lunch or dress up more, but I could never tell. (N) I was in love with you this whole time ever since we were kids"

"Now I know who I want to imprint on it's just if you'll let me or not what do ya say? Will you let me imprint on you, you seem fine now?" Natsu says finally finished with his speech. I just nod and say

"Yes I would love that. So you will be my boyfriend?" You question.

"Imprinting isnt just boyfriend and girlfriend, think more husband and wife forever though, you better think this through" Natsu explains. You ponder a moment then decide.

"Natsu I want to be together with you forever" you say as you lean over and passionately kiss him. He reciprocates wrapping his arms around you as you snake your way around his neck. Breaking for air.

"The answer is definitely yes forever" you squeel happily. Natsu give a big ass grin your assuming he didnt really think I liked him. Breaking for air he says

"Were going to have to talk about things but not right now let's do the imprinting now get it out of the way." Natsu says quietly.

"Haha yea it's too intimate for a wedding" you say jokingly.

"We could have one in the future if you want. Clasping your hands to your face. You pinch his cheeks

"My lovely salamander how I love you so!" I squeel again. Natsu blushes deep red so you kiss him then release.

"Okay what do I have to do?" I ask nervously.

"Well you'll have to take your top off since it goes on your back." He explained in a good manner. You didnt dare let him peek, not when you havent done the naughty yet. You turn around take your shirt off and lay on the bed. He starts by building up magic then pushing down hard on my back. I let out a squeak.

"I'm sorry but it has to be this hard almost done" he says then after a couple of minutes

"There now your my mate but you have to do the same to me now" he gloats. I grab my shirt and hold it on my boobs as I look in the full length mirror. A dragon's foot was slight glowing red and the imprint was shadowed.

"The imprint will become darker the more were around eachother and love eachother" Natsu fills me in.

"Ohhh that's why I couldnt figure it out. Okay now turn around." He obeys as you put on your shirt again.

"Okay you can look now"

"Now it's your turn Mr. Dragneel" I wave him and pat my bed. He follows and takes his shirt off to reveal his juicy abs. He flops like a fish onto the bed on his stomach and gives a thumbs up.

"I've never done this before please tell me if theres to much pressure." You say cutely. He gives you a thumbs up as you gather your magic finally you press on his back and release the magic kindave by nature knowing what to do. His imprint is purple glowing and the same shade as your imprint.

"There all done. I'm sorry I tried!" You squeel .

"Its perfect! What are you crying about come here"Natsu says. *tickle tickle*

"Bwahahahha! Stop please I'm gonna piss myself" you say as he releases you from his strong grasp. You layed on him face to face. Snuggling his cheek, then lick his neck.

"You taste so good.. Natsu" you say almost, almost moaning.

"Why taste me you could smell me too ya know?" Natsu says gently.

"In my teens I lost my sense of smell I always hid it very easily and hid my training. I wouldnt be able to find you anywhere without this imprint." You said as he looks shocked.

"That must be rough, no smell even though your a dragon slayer I'm sorry (n)but why didnt you ever tell me I was, am your best friend?" Natsu holds you close and snuggles with you.

"I was just that embarrassed."

You take tiny licks on his neck as he shivers, you could feel something rising down yander but ignored it. Then you start nipping as his neck the good side. He gives a small moan. So you decide to leave a hickey on him. Sucking as he moaned a little louder. Such a sweet sound.

"You know if you play with fire your bound to get burned (n)" Natsu warned as he readjusted himself laying parallel to you.

"What you cant handle a little teasing?" You whisper in his ear causing him to shiver again.

"Its just that everything is new to me since I'm still a virgin." Natsu says melancholy.

"Who said I wasnt pure I'm plenty a virgin too Natsu" he looks to me and smiles.

"Well I guess thats good for us then" he says happily. We both interlock mouths fighting for dominance flicking our tounges around. As you hold his hand and put it on your breast he opened his eyes for a second then rolled with it. He held your boob and gently squeezed it around while making out. So you held his hand and gently went under your shirt you felt him freeze up but for a second when you placed his hand on your bared skinned breast. He moaned a little just the softest moan ever.

"Do you want to or no?" You ask Natsu who was struggling.

"No but yes very much yes, but only if your okay with it." Natsu said affirmatively and man spread his legs.

"I'm okay with it if you are, just let your instincts take over" I say happily.

"Were both virgins" you say. He quickly got ontop of you un buttoning your shirt and quickly discarding it on the floor. While you take of his shirt throwing it on the floor.

"Hey I wont be able to see you over your scarf can I put it right next to us?" I ask unsure.

"Sure as long as it doesnt touch the ground" Natsu says happily. You place his scarf on a pillow. He grabbed your chin and turns your head so he can whisper in you ear.

"I want to hold you close, skin pressed against me tight, lie still, and close your eyes girl, so lovely it feels so right.

I want to hold you close, soft breasts, beating heart, as I whisper in your ear, I want to fucking tear you apart" Nastu hums in your ear as he takes off your skirt and panties. You rise with him as he takes off his pants and boxers off blushes profusely. You get off your bed and get on your knees.

"Relax its okay" you say as you lick the tip in circles causing him to spasm with pleasure. Next you gulped about half of his length then started going back and forth until you were deep throating him.

"(N) I'm ..I'm gonna cum. What should I do?" Natsu wonders as you stop leaving him wanting more.

"Oh yea? You need to please your woman first" you say as he pounces on you onto the bed.

"Tell me how to please a woman please?" He asks cutely.

"Well first I'd think I'd go down on her first or eating out"

"What are those" Natsu asks.

"You know what I did to you but in reverse stick your tounge down there and basically suck the juices." He complies and goes down on you, you forgetting his long dragon tounge. He grabs onto your thighs for support. Moaning loudly catching you off guard.

"You okay up there my little salamander?" Natsu asks.

"Ya your just naturally good at that I forgot our tounges are longer than humans" You bluntly say huffing.

"Well lucky me" Natsu says as he goes down again causing many moans and whimpers to come out of your throat. After around the same time you went down on him hes got you begging.

"Please Natsu make love with me I'm wet enough pleassee" You squirm huffing hard clearly in heat, he let's go of your thighs and crawls up ontop of you. Wiping his mouth first he bends down and kisses you while his hands explore your body. One hand you stroke through his surprisingly soft hair the other hand feels his arm and back as your legs intertwine then untwine.

'Hes big but not ginormous thank god hes still huge though will it fit?' You think as he places the tip at your entrance. Your whole body begging for him and only him.

"Please Natsu I need you" You say as he inserts his erect cock into you slowly until he hits something.

"What's that?" You hear him ask.

"Its my hymen proving I'm a virgin. All right this is probably really gonna hurt but shove it in" you finish saying. Natsu nods following what you said.

"Aghh!" You yell in pain. However your enveloped in warmth. Looking down you see Natsu bent down hugging you giving you small kisses everwhere.

"Itll be okay just wait" Natsu responds. After a couple minutes you nod.

"Its not so bad you can move" You say softly to Natsu as he slowly slides in and out of you. You both moan at the same time and giggle. After awhile of touches and kisses he picks up the pace until he definitely knows what hes doing. He keeps a steady pace as you push upward in sync. As he goes faster it makes you both huff and puff dripping with sweat.

"Natsu I'm I'm gonna cum"

"(N) I'm gonna cum what should I do?"

"Dont take it out or I'll kill you!" Huffing and moaning barley able to lift your hand.

"Fine with me!" Huffing as he shoves his cock in and out vigorously. After some couple minutes later

"Here I cum (n)"

"I'm cumming Natsu!" You say as you both embrace eachother riding out this high.

"Ahhh..." you both huff and sigh. Wrapping eachothers arms around eachother you embrace calming down.

"How was it really?" Natsu asked after untwining from eachother and cleaning up since there was a blood spot.

"It was fantastic Natsu I'm impressed by you to be honest now let's get cleaned up" as your legs shake trying to walk.

"Yea looks like I did do a good job" he says smiling. First the blankets then turn on the bath then pick up the clothes wash them real quick. You spy Natsu about to put on his scarf.

"Remember were gonna take a bath unless you want it to get wet?" You say loud enough so he'll hear.

"Okay my little salamander" Natsu exclaims.

"Um Natsu I'm a gravity Dragon Slayer not a salamander but I do like the sound of being your little salamander so I approve" you smile wide at him which makes him smile wide too and hug you. Once out of his grasp he watches you do things like finish drying our clothes.

"Ah the bath should be ready now let's go cutie" you grab his hand and walk into the bath he follows.

"Ah it feels so good after that um yea" you mutter the last part blushing hard.

"Hehe I'm that good to make you blush again and again? That reminds me how are you feeling down there?" He asks concerned.

"I'm okaish it hurts a little now but I'm sure itll heal." He reached out and cupped your cheek.

"I promise for the rest of my life I will protect you (n)" looking you in the eyes .

"And I promise for the rest of my life to protect you too" you cupped his cheek. After you both were dry you changed into clothes.

"Let's go to the guild salamander" you say perky.

"Oh just know, you have to hold me hand" you add. He tuns and looks at you.

"I'm sure will figure it out." He says and you nod. As you lock your door you spy

"Hey Natsu, (n)!" Happy yells.

"Hey there Happy were headed to the guild, did you check it out yet?" I asked politely.

"Yea I did everyones there waiting for you both let's go" Happy retorts. After walking hand in hand through town gaining some remarks like good for ya boy, and ous and awes you all finally reach Fairy Tail. Letting go of your hands you all are about to go in.

'Maybe I shouldnt have worn a clear back crop top. Oh well everyone will soon find out. Natsu and Happy go in but you locked eyes with Gajeel. He walks up to you.

"Let's go by this side wall" he says and grabs your hand and drags you around.

"I wont drag it out. Its mating season and I want you to be my mate." Gajeel

"I'm sorry but I just contracted my mate and we've completed the whole ritual" I turn around to reveal Natsus imprint.

"It smells like Natsus" he says bluntly.

"It is hehe" I say then feel Natsus presence coming around the building.

"There you are! You just dissapeare-"

"Gajeel." Natsu says an guard.

"What are you doing with (n)?" He says offended. You turn to him and responds

"Gajeel was just asking about mates" you say quietly. Natsu walks up to us and asks Gajeel

"Yea what about them. I wanna know just what exactly were you asking her" Natsu says aggressively. You walk over to Natsu and stay by his side. By now a crowds gathered.

"I was asking her to be my mate but shes taken. But if I win, shes mine" Gajeel says roughly.

"Thems fighting words let's go!" Natsu yells. Now in front of the guild everyones watching you Natsu and Gajeel.

"Why are they fighting? Do you know?" Lucy asks who was right by Erza, Grey, Wendy and Carla.

"Gajeel wants to be my mate he wont take no for an answer but I'm allready mated with Natsu and we've completed the ritual I dont know what happens if a dragon slayer is imprinted on twice." I say to them.

"From what I know they die, there can only be one life long mate to one" Grey says.

"So that means if Natsu fails she will die too!" Happy yells.

"Has everyone forgotten I'm a dragon slayer too?! I can take him no problem im just letting Natsu go first" You exclaim to the world, everyone shocked by your unusual loudness. You turn your attention back to the fight and there going as all out as they can but to protect the guild. Gajeel made a beam but Natsu dodged it with ease and ran up to punch him. At the last second Gajeel turned around and punched Natsu hard making him fly about 40 feet. Natsu was clearly struggling to breath. Gajeel made a beam that was going to hit a allready downed Natsu a dirty trick. You ran in front of Natsu feeling his eyes on you.

"No this is my battle dont interfere" Natsu coughs up standing up. As he sees the beam you punch it straight on crumbling Gajeels beam. After that you step behind Natsu.

"Thanks for the save" Natsu said greatfuly. Everyone in the crowd goes ouuu.

"Here eat up my little salamander" you say as you throw him a fire crystal that's flaming. As hes eating the entire flames out of it I decide to speak to Gajeel.

"Why do you want me so bad? Go mate with someone else! I'll die if I get imprinted twice!" You yell at him, while he makes a shocked face.

"Now I have to save face!" Gajeel yells over. You feel Natsus hand in yours looking over to him

"Dont worry I got this. I told you I'd always protect you" Natsu says sweetly.

"Now I'm fired up!" Natsu yelled as he flame foot quickly to Gajeels face rampaging fists of fire furry. He wouldnt let up he just kept punching.

"No dont do it hes not calm!" Erza yelled but you ran up to Natsu and put a hand on his shoulder. He stopped punching Gajeel. He looked over his shoulder and growled.

"Its time to calm down my salamander" you ruffled his hair. He just growled but knew it was you. Eventually he calmed down. Gajeel was koed.

"Woah he was koed that's amazing!" Cana says in the crowd.

"Someone get a medic!" Someone in the crowd yelled. Most people in the crowd were cheering though. You grab Natsus hand he turns to you then you hug him close. He hugs you back. You pull your head back and kiss him in front of everyone then break apart. There were lots of whistles and yeas! You and Natsu holding hands and everyone in the group met up at the door.

"Shouldnt we, I dont know maybe tell the master?" Happy asks.

"Yes that would be the next course of action" Erza says then goes inside.

I follow Erza and Natsu follows me by being hooked together. Which makes everyone follow. We all arrive on the second floor and hear Erza talking then we see them as we all come up the stairs.

"Oh dammit you kids just fix everything up send Gajeel to the med ward there" the master says as Erza, Grey, Wendy and Carla walk off.

"And now you two"

"I've heard that you imprinted on eachother that's a whole nuther matter"

"Do you know what I'm talking about kids?" The old man asks. I look over to Natsu who looks at you we both shrug then turn back to the master.

"You two are even more dangerous now! The more your imprints turn black the more dangerous you both are. Because imagine one of you gets hurt. You could destroy a town. How far are you through the ritual?" Master asks.

Natsu and I look at eachother with an O fuck face then turn back.

"Well funny you should ask" Natsu chuckles. Both of us blushing.

"We completed it this morning sir" you say the rest for Natsus sake. Master facepalms.

"You idiots! You allready completed it.

"It was spur of the moment we weren't thinking straight obviously since its mateing season sir" you apologize for both of you. You squeeze Natsus hand and he squeezes back.

"Well it cant ever be undone. It will get you to S class quicker and you can protect the guild better. I'll approve it " master finally says. You sigh in relief.

"What would have happened if you didnt approve?" You ask innocently.

"Oh you would be banned from Fairy Tail forever" The old man says.

"Natsu you dumbass you didnt tell me that!" You yell and squeeze his hand really hard then let go and cross your arms.

"(N) everything's fine" Happy says.

"Have a good rest of your day kiddos try to not destroy anything. I'll have a talk with Gajeel" The old man says. You all nod then walk down the stairs.

"Sorry about squeezing your hand hard" you admit.

"Its fine I barley felt it" Natsu shines a bright smile and a thumbs up at you.

"Hey congrats on the new power couple"

"Salamander totally took Gajeel down hard"

"That's what some people will do for love"

you both turn to see and hear people from the crowd pouring into the guild.

"Let's grab some food and drinks while we wait for the others to get back" Natsu nods in agreement. As usual he got basically one of everything off the menu and you just had a slice of cake and beverage. While Wendy and Carla came over and sat down.

"What is mating?" Wendy asks as you and Natsu spit out your drinks.

"Umm your not really ready for it but come by my I mean our house sometime and I'll explain it just in the daylight hours only though please Wendy" I say with a huff. Natsu just thumbs up me.

"That's my little salamander always thinking" Natsu says cutely. Finally Erza, Grey, and Lucy show up.

"I need a rain check" Erza says to everyone.

"That's okay me too" Lucy says followed by Grey. Wendy and Carla decide to take the day off too. After they all left and you payed the tab it was just you Natsu and Happy.

"So what should we do now?" You question them.

"Hmm well we just did the Chimera quest so how about we stay inside today?" Natsu says happily.

"Okays well we should get groceries first" I say cutely. We walk to the market hand in hand and get giggles from women and atta boy from men. You picked some potatoes, tomatoes, and a lot of meat oh carrots, rice and lots of fish.

"Thanks for carrying everything cutie" you gave him a kiss on the cheek. He got heart eyes and hearts coming out of him.

"Your very welcome cutie" he said cutely. You open your door and yell

"If theres anyone in there I'll kill you!" Silence...

"Okay give me some of the stuff so I can hel-"

"No way. I know how to treat a lady" Natsu says as he painfully goes up the stairs. You facepalm and Happy just flies in.you just go in and lock the door. When you get up to the kitchen Natsu has all the bags nice and neat. Looking around you get heart eyes and glomp hug him.

"Thank you so much" You cry out.

"Well I do what I can for the people I love" Natsu says with pride and him smiling. You smile back.

"So do you think maybe you could light the burner please?" I ask softly. He perks up and says

"All you gotta do is ask" he says as he lights the burner.

"Thanks love I'll get cooking" half an hour passes one hour passes. Natsu shuffles into the kitchen and he immediately perked up seeing all the food on the table.

"Wow you made all of this?!" He yells with sparkly eyes and a bit of drool.

"Start eating I'll be done in a minute save me some food" You say but then notice Natsu is waiting for you.

"Awee are you waiting for lil o me? How gentlemanly" you say but hear his stomach rumble.

"It took you so long to prepare everything, waiting a couple more minutes doesnt matter" as he gets up walks over to you, you getting ready to finish. He gently kisses the back of your neck which makes you shiver. After a couple minutes he stopped teasing you and sat down.

"And with this! I present the last dish!" You yell happily and sit down.

"Thank you for the food" Natsu and happy yell before digging in.

"Natsu I'd like to try at least one of everything my bites are small I promise" he gulps down some beer to clear his throat then says

"Of course you made it after all" Natsu says while eating. You reach over to grab something off his plate but then you see him glow bright red. You look down and see your well endowed and he seems to like it. Booping his nose with your other hand you continue grab the food then sit down and this is how it goes until all the dishes are devoured. Sitting in Natsus chair facing the stove and sink you watch him clean and put away everything that you used.

"Awee your soo sweet how is it that you havent found someone earlier?" He stopped dead cold.

"I used to have this small thing with a girl named Lisanna, but she died." He said stone cold. In shock I say

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry to bring up bad memories! Please forgive me." He started washing and drying again. You knew he could feel what your feeling that your feelings ran true because he turned around when done with a bright smile while your over here silently crying. He looked not very shocked due to him feeling what you feel. He goes over asks you to stand and hugs you crying finally letting it out. You just hug him close and rub his back telling him it's okay things are the way they are.He calms down after and hour finally out of tears, but he holds you close so close it almost hurts. Once he calmed down you pet his head and give him a head massage. After he surprises you

"Let's um have a drinking contest" Natsu says sniffling up the last amount of sadness he had.

"Um okay but drinking wont solve this but your lucky I'm stocked all. The. Time." You say without mercy. You pour some wine into two glasses.

"I'll show you no mercy Dragneel Natsu"

"Okay by me and hey thank you for before noones ever done that for me before" sipping your wine.

"Well I'm glad I could help any... you seem to have been very in love with her shes lucky.." you chug your wine and begin again while Natsu chugs his you refill his glass.

"It wasnt meant to be. My heart was just looking for you this entire time (n)" Salamander says in a matter o fact tone. Which makes you blush very red.

"Oh yea what are ya thinkin my lil salamander" he chuckles.

"Oh man you guys are so screwed tomorrow goodnight" Happy says interjecting.

"Okay Happy" we both say.

"Uh-h its just I'm so happy that I'm at the center of your heart. I've been alone my whole life I can relate to you alot. All I've ever wanted was love. Instead I got pain." You finish saying. Natsu reaches over and pets your hair calming you down.

"Let's drink to us" you say but then Natsu raises a glass

"Lets drink to love" he says and I nod and cheers with him. Eventually you both finish six bottles of wine and curl up with Natsu as Happy curls up by the fire place. You and Natsu wrap your arms around eachother you deliriously kiss him all over as he passes out you fall asleep as well.

-The Next Day

Rising up early you felt a hand that's not your hand. Looking down you see a pink haired cutie. You immediately think of what happened last night. But for the love of god you cant remember. Too much booze. Your fully clothed so nothing happened.

'Wait this is deja vu' you think. You look at Natsus resting peaceful face. You bend down and kiss his lips.

"Mnnm (n)" he mutters out.

"Natsu..." you gently kiss him awake.

He rustles around and opens his eyes. Looking into eachothers eyes he says

"Goodmorning my lil salamander"

#natsu x reader #fairytail #fairytailnatsu #natsu dragneel

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laurenbenoit70 · 1 year ago

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Taken- part one

You are John Price’s wife. He has just gotten home from being gone for a few months. All is well until you get an unexpected visitor while he’s at the store.

I’m really proud of this one, give it some love <3. I think I might do this idea with the others :) I know that this is a long one, but again, I’m really proud of this.

TW: kidnapping, violence, blood.

Today is just another normal day, John just got home from a two month mission. I feel complete when he’s home. He’s my home. We’re having a nice, lazy day today. He’s at the store, picking up some groceries for dinner while I bake him some surprise muffins. He absolutely adores my baking. He loves it even more when I send him treats while he’s away. The others love it too. They call me the group mom, even though I’m just as old as them.

I smile as I think about the boys, hoping that they’re also enjoying their time off. I know they can handle themselves, but I still worry.

I’m pulled from my thoughts as the oven timer goes off, letting me know that the muffins are done. I pull out of the oven and savor the smell. I gently place them on a cooling rack before heading to the couch to read a book while I wait for John to get home. As I start reading I hear something from the backyard. I shrug it off as the neighborhood cat that likes to come to the backyard looking for the food I leave out for him.

After a few minutes I heard that noise again. My senses are on high alert. John has taught me basic self defense and how to use a gun, but I never even thought I’d have to use it. I quickly reach for my phone and text John.

“John there's someone in the backyard, please come home”

I stand up and hear my phone ring. I see John's name on the screen. I quickly answer as I move towards the master bedroom, where the gun safe is. I hear the glass sliding door that led to the backyard shatter and I soon realize that I don't have time to open the safe and get a gun. So I do the next best thing and go into the master bathroom and lock the door, sitting up against it so it can’t get kicked down.

“Where are you? They’re in the house” I quickly whisper into the phone, my ears straining to hear where whoever was in the house was.

“Five minutes, did you get a gun from the safe?” He asks, his voice calm and collected.

I could hear a hint of panic in his voice. He’s always calm under pressure, that's part of his job after all. But this is different, this is his wife.

“No, I didn’t have time I-”

I was cut off by pounding on the bathroom door. Whoever was in the house knew I was in here. My blood ran cold. I froze, utterly terrified. I could hear John talking through the phone, but in my panic my brain didn’t register what he was saying. I moved away from the door as the pounding got louder, not wanting to get hit if they broke the door down.

I’m glad I moved as the door got kicked open not even a second later. I let out a small yelp as two masked men rushed into the bathroom, guns drawn. One of them harshly pulled me up by my arm. I tried my best to fight back, but he was way too strong. I could hear Johns voice over the phone, saying something I couldn’t fully understand.

As I struggled I felt a horrible, stinging pain in my arm. The man had slashed my arm, dark crimson running down my arm and onto the floor. I cry out in pain as the man drags me out of the bathroom. I have tears streaming down my face. I’m desperate, praying to god that John would come in and save me. Before I could register what was happening, they hit me over the head, knocking me out cold.

Johns POV:

As soon as he got the call he abandoned his cart in the middle of the aisle, practically running out of the store. He got to the car and jammed the keys into the ignition and sped out of the parking lot.

God no… not her, anyone but her..

He was gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. He heard her cries over the phone and floored it, not concerned if he was breaking any laws or not. Every sound of pain he heard over the phone was a stab to his heart. He was trying to keep his emotions in check, keep himself thinking clearly. But he was struggling. This wasn’t a situation he was used to. This was his wife. The last person who needed to be involved in his work. The woman he held so highly, the woman who loved all of who he was. The good and the bad.

He makes the ten minute drive to the house in three. He almost forgets to put the car in park before rushing into the house. The sight he was met with wasn’t pretty. The first thing that hit him was the smell of blood. Her blood. He walks down the hall and into the living room. There were signs of a struggle. A lamp was knocked over, a couple of photos had fallen off of the wall.

He picks up the photo and wipes the blood off of it. It was a photo of the two of them at their wedding. They had a small and intimate wedding, only a few family and the rest of 141 were invited. She was smashing cake into his face, a very drunk soap stood in the background, obviously laughing his ass off. That was the best day of his life. He never thought he’d find love, someone who could put up with the ups and downs of his lifestyle. But you were different. You were able to unravel the layers of protection he put around his heart. He rarely allowed himself to get close to people. He’s lost too many people and can’t afford to lose more. But here he stood. In the living room with the blood of his wife covering the floor. He puts down the picture and grabs his phone. He calls Simon and tells him what happened. He agrees to contact the rest of the team and meet him at the house. John is lucky, soap just so happened to be visiting, so he was close by.

John walks into the kitchen and freezes. He notices the freshly baked muffins. He chokes up as he realizes that you were going to surprise him with them.

“Please be okay y/n, I can't lose you too.” He whispers to himself as he walks back to the couch, putting his head in his hands.

There was nothing he wouldn’t do for you. He’d move mountains if you asked. You were the shining light in his life. The one innocent thing he has. He never brought work home with him, but you would stay up all night comforting him as he talked about the things that were bothering him. You were polar opposites, he saw the worst of the world and you saw the best. You kept him sane. You kept him alive. Now he felt like it was all slipping away. The fact that he might lose his hope, his light, his love, paralyzed him. All he could do was wait and try to figure out who took you and get you back. Back into his arms where it’s safe. Where he can keep your light shining. Where he could be brought back to life.

Your pov:

The next thing I know, I’m waking up, groggy and exhausted. I try to move my hands but I quickly realize that I’m tied to a chair. I try to open my eyes and blink away the dried blood that threatened to seal them shut. I try to calm my breathing when I realize what has happened. If there is one thing John taught me, it’s how crucial it is to stay calm in scary situations like this.

“I’ve seen a good few men die by panicking love, that's how I’ve kept myself alive.”

His voice echoes in my head and it takes all I have in me not to cry. All I wanted was to enjoy the little bit of time my husband has to be home. Of course something like this would happen. All I want is for him to kick open the door to this dingy room and save me. I’m terrified and I’m aching for the one thing that brings me any source of peace.

I’m pulled from my thoughts as the door to the room slowly opens and a masked man walks into the room. He is pretty tall, about as tall as John. He’s wearing all black, including a black mask. I can only see his eyes, and it makes him look all the more intimidating. I feel small under his gaze. I don’t say anything in fear that I’ll make him mad. I try to remember John's words.

Stay calm and stay alive

Stay calm and stay alive..

I repeat those words like a mantra in my head, the memory of his voice bringing me some form of comfort.

He stands in front of me, looking at me like a predator would look at his prey. The silence makes this moment all the more uncomfortable. After a few moments of silence, he finally decides to speak.

“Don’t worry, we’re not here to hurt you. You, sweetheart, are simpilly bait.” He says, crouching so that he’s face to face with me. He has a thick russian accent, and I try to wrack my brain for anybody John might have mentioned in the past. But since he doesn't really bring work home, I’m drawing blanks.

I try to hold back tears as I turn my head away, averting my gaze. I'm not able to look away for long before he puts two fingers under my chin and gently turns my head back so I’m facing him.

“Don’t turn away from me now, I want to look at your pretty little face.” He said in a low tone.

The way he’s looking and talking to me is absolutely revolting. Like I’m a piece of meat. I feel anger bubbling up inside me. It’s not so much anger, it’s mostly fear. I try to stay calm, but I can’t help the next sentence that comes out of my mouth.

“Fuck you” I gritted through my teeth, feeling the dried blood crusted onto my lips.

I could see his eyes harden, obviously displeased with my reaction. I immediately regret my words when he grabs a knife from his side and holds it up to my throat.

“You want to say that again?” He growls as he puts pressure on my neck, drawing the tiniest bit of blood.

I can feel a small trail of blood drip down my throat. The feeling was absolutely nauseating. I swallowed, my mouth suddenly feeling dry. Tears well in my eyes as my breath hitches. The devastating reality of my situation fully hits me.

John doesn't know where I am and it might take him days to find out and get the guys together to come and find me. All I can hope is that they don’t take too long. Knowing them and their resources, I can only hope that the people that took me aren't as smart as they look, but I don’t have high hopes for that.

“I’m sorry” I say weakly as tears fill my eyes.

I knew that marrying John would put somewhat of a target on my back, even if he never really told people about me. He only told his close friends and family. But even still, if you piss off the right people they’ll find out anything they can.

“Don’t cry little girl, as long as you behave you’ll be alright.” The man sneers at me, putting his knife down.

He leaves the room and I’m left alone in the dark. I’m exhausted from the events of today. Mentally and physically. I wonder where John is. If he’s okay. I know my situation Isn’t good, but I can't help but worry about John…

I’m left alone for what feels like hours, but is more than likely only an hour. The man comes back, this time with two other asked men. My heart dropped when I saw one of them carrying a video camera. I now know what he meant by leverage, he wants John to see what happens to me. I start to shake as I realize what’s about to happen. They want to make him mad, to bait him into finding me and they know exactly how to do that…

#captain john price #captain price #call of duty #cod modern warfare #john price

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devilstruly · 2 years ago

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like dominos

timeskip! miya atsumu x gender neutral! reader

summary: living with the MSBY 4 in a nutshell

a/n: something short and sweet <3 hope you like it!

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'Bokuto quit moving! I'll mess it up!'

'I'm sorry! I just wanna get comfortable!'

You laughed while desperately trying to keep the white hairdye away from the furniture in your living room. Bokuto recently injured himself during practice, the doctor advising him to stay at home for the next few weeks, which meant he couldn't get his hair done.

He was also restless, the man can't hold a position for five minutes. Which was something you were completely unaware of when he asked you to help with redying his hair.

'What the fuck do you think you're doing?'

'Bonding!'

You and Bokuto replied with a smile in unison, resulting in a very annoyed Sakusa giving you dirty looks. He didn't say anything else, retreating to his room to resume studying for his upcoming tests.

Bokuto and you were vibing along to the music, it was an effective way of making him sit still as he drummed his fingers to the beat and hummed the off key tune.

The door to the apartment opened, revealing a sweaty Atsumu and Hinata who just got back from a jog. Hinata greeted you and Bokuto, but you didn't dare look away from your job, not wanting to ruin the finishing touches. Bokuto on the other hand almost stood up enthusiastically, hadn't it been for your elbows firmly on his shoulders.

'Stop moving!'

'Sorry!'

You sighed heavily, not noticing the way Atsumu eyed you and his teammate suspiciously.

'Whatcha doin?'

'Y/N is helping me fix my hair!'

'I am trying but you can't stay still!'

Bokuto apologized yet again, a small pout forming on his lips. You sighed exasperatedly, giving every ounce of patience you had left to focus on the last stroke.

Atsumu huffed, quietly so you don't hear, and left to take a shower. Hinata plopped on the floor next to Bokuto, just as you finished securing the plastic wrap around his head.

The three of you conversed for half an hour before your timer went off, signaling it was time to wash the hairdye.

'Is Atsumu still in the shower?'

You asked as you looked around the room, the place being unusually quiet without the blonde in the vicinity.

'I don't think I've heard him leave the bathroom yet'

Hinata responded with a shrug, raising a brow when you got up from your spot on the couch and walked towards the bathroom.

'Atsumu hurry up! I need to wash Bokuto's hairdye or he's gonna go bald!'

Bokuto shrieked in the living room, but you were growing impatient with Atsumu's lack of response. Just as you were about to knock again and yell at him even more, the bathroom door swung open, revealing Atsumu with wet hair and wearing nothing but a towel.

'Oh finally. Took you long en-'

The words immediately died on your tongue upon seeing the sight before you. Atsumu looked at you half annoyed with his brow raised, until he realized you were checking him out and that expression quickly turned into a smirk.

'Like what you see angel~?'

The whole situation at hand caused your heart rate to increase rapidly. Your cheeks were flushed with heat - the heat that was radiating from his body. His smirk grew wider at your lack of response, and he leaned on the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest.

Not knowing what to say, you shoved him out of the way, ushering Bokuto to come to the bathroom. When you shut the door Atsumu scoffed in disbelief, a slight blush on his cheeks as well.

How did that not work?!

As you blow dried Bokuto's hair, the image of Atsumu standing in front of you with just a towel around his waist wouldn't leave your mind. You knew he was hot, his muscles showed through some of the shirts he wore, but this was on another level. Not to mention the water droplets sliding down his toned abs that you definitely didn't look at.

Bokuto passed out after you were done and Hinata went to his room after a shower as well. You stood in the living room, thinking about what you could do now that you have some peace. You opted to catch up on the last few episodes of this kdrama you were watching, flopping on the couch and sighing contently.

Barely on the second episode, your eyes started to get droopy, but you were immediately jolted awake when you felt the couch shift beside you. Atsumu smiled softly, resting his back against the cushions and propping your feet in his lap.

'Sorry, didn't mean to startle you'

You blushed a little and yawned, quickly getting used to his hands massaging your feet.

'Mmm it's no problem'

You yawned again and Atsumu kept quiet, running his fingers over your legs as you relaxed into his touch.

You were seconds away from falling asleep when he spoke softly, almost as if he was uncertain.

'Hey Y/N?'

'Mm?'

You mumbled with your eyes still closed, drifting away more and more.

'Would you want to get coffee sometime? Just you and me?'

You smiled softly, heart warming at how candid he was being.

'Sounds great Tsum'

With that you fell asleep, failing to register the blush and smile that adored Atsumu's cheeks.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x you #haikyuu drabbles #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu fluff #atsumu imagines #miya atsumu #atsumu fluff #haikyuu atsumu #atsumu headcanons #miya atsumu x you #miya atsumu x y/n #atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #atsumu x y/n

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ricciardonorrisleclercgasly · 3 years ago

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Pregnant || Charles Leclerc

Not my gif

Requested: Yes! By @ireallydontknowdudee

Pairing: Charles Leclerc X Reader

Warnings: pregnancy scare, swearing, fluff

A pregnancy scare leaves the two of you thinking about your future.

It had been exactly 1 year, 2 month and 3 days since you and Charles had made it official. You had the most amazing year, travelling around the world to all the different Grand Prix's, moving to Monaco but most importantly watching Charles battle in his most successful formula one season with just two races left of the season, all he needed was to win the next race and he would become the World Driver's Champion. Charles' head was well and truly in the game and that is exactly why you couldn't tell him. Not yet anyway.

You dialed your best friends phone number, waiting for her to pick up.

"Hey are you free to talk?"

"Yeah of course Y/N, is everything okay?"

"Um.. no not really, meet be at my house and please be quick"

Putting the phone down before she could ask anymore questions.

Less than 10 minutes later you heard a knock on the door.

"Come in" you shouted, barely moving from your seat.

"Y/N you look awful, what's wrong?.. It's not Charles is it?! If he hurt you I'll kill him"

"No Katie, No its not Charles.. well it kind of is Charles.. but not just him it was me and and-"

"Hey! Snap out of it and you're not making any sense" she said waving in your face and bringing you back down to earth.

"I'm late"

"What do you mean, I thought you weren't flying out until tomorrow?" She said puzzled.

"No Katie! I'm late, my period is late. By almost a month"

"Shit. Have you told Charles?"

"No! We fly out for the most important race of his career tomorrow, I can't throw this in the mix too!" You sobbed laying your head on your best friends shoulder.

"Have you taken a test yet?" She asked stroking your hair. You shook your head. "Okay I'll go get you test.. and some chocolate. It'll be okay. I'll be right back"

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You sat on your bathroom floor, holding the pregnancy test in your hand, still sobbing.

"Erm she's just in the bathroom" you heard Katie say, followed by a knock on the door.

"I'll be out in a minute" you choked out through your tears.

"Mon amour are you okay?" Charles called through the door, "I can hear you crying" you stayed glued to the bathroom floor, trying to stop the tears from falling. "Can I come in sweetheart?" He asked gently opening the door and peering round at you.

"What's wrong ma belle, why do you cry?" He asked wiping the tears from your eyes, moving his hands to meet yours he felt the test in your hands, "Y/N... are you pregnant?" He asked, his voice trailing away.

"I.. I don't know yet Charles.. Maybe" you said the tears starting to fall down your face again.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He said wiping the tears from your cheeks and cupping your chin.

"I was scared Charles, you have such an important weekend ahead of you, I didn't want to worry you"

"Sweetheart, you do not need to worry about me, a baby with you would be a blessing" he said kissing you gently, "how about you do the test and we go from there?" He said standing up and pulling you up to your feet. "I love you Y/N"

"I love you Charles" you kissed gently.

He left you in the bathroom to take the test. Whilst you waited for it to develop you sat on Charles' lap.

"This is the longest 2 minutes of my life" you sighed watching the timer flash on the tiny window of the test in your hands. "I cant watch anymore!" You said throwing it into Charles hands.

"Whatever happens we will be okay" he said.

"It's ready" you heard the test beep.

"Do you want me to look or do you want to look?" He asked

"Just give it here"

"It's Negative" you breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh.." Charles said sounding slightly disappointed.

"Hey it's what we wanted.. right?" You asked looking up at him.

"Maybe a baby wouldn't be such a bad thing" he said looking up at you.

"Charles are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"Well maybe, what do you think?" He said grinning from ear to ear.

"I think we should get your Championship out the way first"

"And then we can start trying?" He said getting excited.

"And then we can talk about it" you said kissing his forehead.

#f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 fluff #f1 smut #f1 x reader #formula 1 #formula 1 fanfiction #formula one #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc one shot #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 fic #formula 1 driver x reader

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steinfellds · 3 years ago

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Pro Builder

Pairing: Mom!WandaNat x Child!Reader

Summary: You finally finish your Lego set that took you three days to build but when you show your moms they don't pay you any attention.

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/ masterlist / / w.n masterlist /

You had been building a blue Lego car - which was a gift given to you from Tony - for the last three days and you were finally, finally about to put the last piece on it.

You carefully placed the lego brick that created the backlights on the back of the car and a massive grin spread across your face as you heard it click. After three long days, you had finished!

You eagerly looked around your room, half expecting your moms to barge in and congratulate you on finishing it. But they didn't.

You stood up from your desk and carefully picked your car up, terrified you would accidentally drop it and cause it to smash apart.

You quickly walked down the hallways of your house towards the living room where you thought Wanda might be curled up reading a book but frowned when you entered. She wasn't in there.

"Mommy?" You called out. You knew your moms were home, you had heard them talking to each other not even an hour ago. Plus they wouldn't have left the house without telling you they were leaving and giving you a lecture on not to open the door if you hear a knock.

You walked around the house in confusion to where your moms were until the smell hit your nose. It smelt like a burning cake. You walked into the kitchen and saw Wanda fanning a very burnt cake with her hands. A timer from the oven went off behind her and she let out a frustrated groan.

You walked up behind your mom - who was bending down to open the oven - and pulled on the sweater she was wearing. Wanda let out a high-pitched yelp and turned around to face you with an upset frown on her face.

"Y/n! What did I tell you about sneaking up on me?" She muttered, turning away from you so she could grab the cupcakes out of the oven. "Curse Natasha for having you inherit her silent footsteps."

Wanda turned over to the counter and placed the cupcakes on it. You followed behind her and went to tell her to look at your lego but she walked backwards and accidentally walked into you. Your lego car flew out of your hands before you could stop it. You quickly closed your eyes so you wouldn't have to watch your lego shatter apart.

"Y/n! God, I love you but please leave mommy alone for a bit," When you opened your eyes, your car was hovering in the air with red mists wrapped out it.

Natasha walked into the kitchen with heavy footsteps. "Wanda, have you finished that thing Maria asked for? She needs it for her meeting in a couple hours."

Wanda groaned and slapped her forehead lightly. "No, I haven't. Could you please do it? I'm about three seconds away from burning the kitchen down."

You grabbed the lego car out of mid-air and walked over to your mama.

"Mama, mama, mama, ma-" You called her name and started tugging continuously at her shirt.

"Y/n, stop," Natasha pulled your hand off her shirt "Your lego looks great, baby, but I'm just a bit busy at the moment."

You pouted but stopped tugging at her shirt. "I wanna show you how it works, mama."

"No, I can't. I already have some other things to work on and I'll need to drive Y/n to their karate lessons in 3 hours so please just work on it soon," Natasha ignored you and continued talking to her wife who was currently putting the burnt cake in the bin.

You narrowed your eyes at Natasha. She never ignores you, why is she ignoring you now?

"Mama, mommy. Look at my lego," You whined. You hated when people ignored you, especially your mothers.

"No!" Wanda and Natasha both raised their voices at the same time with annoyance.

Tears quickly flooded your eyes. You hated when people yelled at you. You quickly adverted your eyes to look at the ground and ran off to your room, slamming the door behind you. You placed your lego on your desk and pushed your toy box against the door. Natasha had taken the lock off your door years ago so the only way you could try to keep your moms out was by blocking the door with your toy box.

You ran onto your bed and pulled the covers up and over your head. You started to cry softly. Did your moms not love you anymore? Was that why they were ignoring you? What did you do to make them hate you?

You started to convince yourself that your moms really did hate you and it caused your cries to get louder.

You were too cooped up in your horrible thoughts that you didn't notice that Wanda had moved the toy box to the side with her powers and Natasha had opened the door.

Wanda and Natasha hadn't noticed you had left the kitchen until Wanda had heard your thoughts coming from your bedroom. Immediately the two mothers ran towards your room. They didn't want their child ever thinking that they hated them.

Wanda kneeled next to the bed and rubbed your back in an attempt to soothe you with her hand. "Hey, sweetheart, look at mommy."

You shook your head and let out a choked sob. "N-no, you 'ate me." You let out a hiccup mid-sentence.

Wanda and Natasha's hearts broke at your words.

Natasha was standing at the end of your bed. She wasn't sure how to deal with a crying child and was honestly on the verge of tears herself at the sight of you crying.

"We love you, Y/n. Can you please look at me so I can see that pretty face of yours?" Wanda asked pulling the covers off your head slightly so she could see the back of your head.

"But you ignored me when I was trying to show you- you my lego," You sniffled out, trying to control your cries so your words wouldn't sound like a complete mess.

"We're sorry, detka. We were just very stressed but we'd love to see your lego now if that's okay with you?" Wanda asked softly, not expecting you to want to show them anymore.

Though you surprised her when you shot up from your bed and grab your lego off the desk. You patted the top of your bed to tell Wanda that you wanted to lay against her chest and after you had both gotten comfortable you patted the spot in front of you so your other mom could sit near you.

When Natasha sat down, you started showing them all the cool things you could do with your car and drove the car on Wanda's arms that were wrapped around you and her legs to show them how fast it went.

Your mood swing definitely confused your moms but you were just glad they wanted to see your lego.

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