#had binge eating episodes before and after

[ravenslvt]

hii can i please request bucky coming back home after a long mission and him and reader are just enjoying each other? thank you!

☆bf!bucky barnes x f!reader fluff and smut!☆

☆ bucky comes back after a three week mission, and all he wants is you.

content: super short! mainly fluff and some smut at the end!! kissing, fluff, bucky in love, bucky eats pussy, fingering, grinding, both of them are pent up, bucky loves his girlfriend.

a/n: wasn’t sure if you wanted fluff or smut so i did both! first time writing in a year sorry if i’m a little rusty.

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its only been three weeks since bucky left for his mission with sam. yet you felt like its been years.

you two spoke on the phone a few times, he spends any free time he has talking to you. all you know is that it's important and probably very dangerous.

you lay on your soft couch in your apartment, watching a random show you had been binging. the ambient lighting setting a more comfortable tone over the room.

your eyes can barely stay open, letting them close for a few seconds before forcing them back open, trying your hardest not to fall asleep. it was late, almost 1am, but you were determined to finish this episode before falling asleep.

suddenly, your phone lights up from beside you, forcing you to snap out of your trance on the show.

you reach to flip the screen, but before you could even pick it up there was a familiar knock at your door. you perk up from your comfortable spot on the couch, pausing the show and quickly walking over to the front door.

you open the door, and there he stood. his hair a little bit longer than when he had left. in his black compression shirt and black tactical pants. he came straight from the plane.

bucky stands in the hallway, a weary expression on his face. he offers a small smile as you open the door, bags under his eyes, looking exhausted.

for a moment, he stands there, simply taking you in. he didn't realise how much he missed you until this very moment.

“hey.” he lights up seeing your suprised expression.

“hi” you respond, not wanting to waste another second apart.

you both smile, he immediately wraps his arms around you, bringing you into a crushing hug as he closes the door behind you guys.

he nuzzles his head into your neck, breathing you in. “missed you.”

your arms quickly find placement around his shoulders. he notices the fact that you’re wearing a pair of his boxers and his t shirt that magically went missing a few months into your relationship.

as you wrap yourself around him, you notice he still smells the same, the second you reckognize his familiar scent, your eyes shut. the warmth of his arms embracing you making you greatful for having a boyfriend in the winter.

you pull back and he brings his hand up to cup your face, his thumb gently running over your cheek.

“god, you have no idea how much i’ve missed you.” he leans in and kisses you. you’d never get bored of the way his lips felt against yours, even after over two years of being together.

his hands grip your waist, pulling you closer to him. you smile into the kiss. “i can tell” you giggle.

he looks around at the familiar setting of your apartment. looking to the living room and taking notice of the paused tv show and snacks on the coffee table.

“you were just soo bored without me, huh?” he smirks, making you roll your eyes.

“no…” you playfully slap his real arm, noticing the way he slightly winces as if he was in pain.

“bucky…” you look up at him.

“yes…” he responds, avoiding eye contact.

“did you not go to medical after the mission?” you ask, feeling his arm.

“i-no” he lowers his head in defeat. you groan.

“i told you to stop doing that after last time you showed up borderline bleeding out, buck!” you immediately start inspecting him, making sure there’s nothing else wrong.

“i know, but i promise i’m okay.” he assures you, gently holding onto your hands and kissing your cheek. you held back a giggle at the tickle of his beard against your skin.

“i couldn’t wait to see you, medics would have taken over an hour to check me out-“

“you couldn’t wait an hour?” you ask, seriously. “what if there was something wrong?” you frown.

he shakes his head, his blue eyes searching your own.

“no, baby, i couldn’t.”

you weren’t really mad at him, you were just worried, rightfully so.

you lift yourself up on your tiptoes and kiss him again, your hands moving to behind his neck as he grasps your waist.

he gratefully accepts the kiss, your lips moving at a perfect pace. just when he pulled you flush against him, his grip tightening on your waist, you pulled away from him. both of you heavily breathing from the make out sesh.

“but you have to at least let me see your injuries. no arguing.” you turn around to walk to the bathroom, him groaning as he follows behind you like a lost puppy.

he knows not to say no to you at this point in your relationship.

you flip up the switch to the obnoxiously bright light of your bathroom, bucky sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

“take your shirt off.” you tell him, hiding a smile. you lightly tug on his shirt that fit his form way too well. he smiles back.

“whatever you say, beautiful.” he grabs the collar of his shirt, pulling it off over his head.

your eyes are immediately drawn to the decent sized cut on his arm, and the gnarly bruise on his rib. you frown, finger hovering over the bruise.

“buck…”

“it doesn’t hurt.” he grabs your hand that hovered over his rib, bringing it to his mouth and kissing it.

you look at him, unsure. he notices.

“i promise.” he reassures you.

you lean down, giving him a peck on his cheek.

“okay, you’re letting me clean the cut at least. i don’t want anymore blood on my carpet, please.” you fake pout, reaching under the bathroom sink for the bandages and anti bacterial spray.

“i apologized. purposely for that.” bucky says, watching you bend over to grab the supplies, eyeing you as you walk back over to him.

“that you did.” you giggle, spraying his cut with the aid spray, thankfully it was the one that didn’t burn. not like it would have hurt him anyways.

you take a second to stare at your hot super soldier boyfriend's arms for a moment.

not a second went by when he was gone that you didn't miss them.

and him too of course.

“and i made it up to you, remember?” he smirks, giving you a knowing look. you roll your eyes, ignoring his comment. he speaks again.

“you came four times that ni-“

“okay all done here!” you cut him off, taking the sticky part off of the large bandage, carefully but quickly placing it over his wound, thankful it wasn’t bleeding.

he chuckles at how shy you get when talking about sex, you were so cute.

“c’mere.” he whispers, standing up. you oblige, wrapping your arms lazily around his neck. his gaze goes from your eyes to your lips to your neck.

you watch his hungry stare, not missing the way you feel yourself getting more turned on by the second. the tired and rugged look on bucky making him somehow seem even more attractive.

your boyfriend was practically obsessed with you. his pure admiration and devotion to you almost shine through his eyes whenever he looks at you.

“bucky…” you practically whine. his eyes snap back to yours.

“yeah, baby?

“kiss m-“ before you could even finish your words, his lips were on yours. you missed being this close to him, but you both needed more.

his hands go lower on your back, pulling you against him so he could feel more of you. you gasp into his mouth when he unconsciously grinds against you.

“bed.” you say in between kisses. he smirks, picking you up bridal style with complete ease and walking to your bedroom. “you’re bossy today.” he jokes.

“i just missed you.” you say as he gently places you down at the edge of your mattress, legs spread as he stands between them.

he gives you another kiss.

“lay back, gorgeous.” he commands, you scoot back and do as he says, watching his shirtless form as he crawls up to you. you do the favor of taking your (well, his) own shirt off, leaving your upper half exposed.

you are about to complain to him to take off his pants, but before you can protest, his mouth is on yours again. the both of you having had no form of relief for almost a month making you both more needy and impatient.

he grinds himself against your clothed clit, the thin fabric of (his) boxers you were wearing making the feeling of his clothed erection even more intense.

you lightly moan into his mouth at the feeling of his hips continuously rocking into yours, feeling yourself getting more wet.

“bucky, need it.” you whine, not wanting to wait any longer. he shakes his head.

“not yet, baby. it’s been weeks, i gotta prep you.” he gives you another kiss before moving his path downward. down your neck, sucking small marks. down your now bare chest, not forgetting to give your breasts attention before moving down to your naval.

“you look good in these.” bucky compliments, two fingers tapping on your clothed clit, making you hiss. “bucky!” you pout.

he doesn’t hesitate to give you what you want, leaning his head down and sucking your clit through the boxers, making you moan and buck up into the feeling.

one of your own hands squeezes your breast as the other is combed in his hair, the feeling of him tasting you and drenching the fabric between you two making your head spin.

finally, he taps your hips, you lift them up as he quickly takes the shorts off your body. before you can even look down you feel his tounge directly on your soaking pussy.

it had been so long since you felt his touch, the scruff of his facial hair tickling your inner thighs as he eats you out. he goes from sucking your clit to licking your entire pussy, wanting to feel every single part of you.

you writhe around, trying to hold back your moans as his grip on your body tightens. he takes his hand and inserts one of his metal fingers into your needy hole, making you gasp.

“fuck!” you cry out as he hammers his finger into you, already being overwhelmed from all the stimulation.

bucky soon adding a second finger, making you lose control, grinding yourself into him. the contrast of his cold fingers in your warm cunt felt even better. still eating you out like a mad man as he does all of this.

he loves watching you like this. the love of his life feeling so fucking good, all because of him.

you squirm as a familiar feeling starts to rise in your lower stomach.

“bucky-ah! don’t stop!” you cry as your first orgasm quickly approaches. he doesn’t stop his actions, watching as you desperately whine out for release.

“m’gonna cum, baby.” you grab onto his arm, squeezing as you buck into his mouth, his fingers slamming in and out of your weeping cunt as you cum all over his hand, using your free hand to (poorly) cover your mouth from all the moans.

you’ve already had one complaint from the neighbors, not like bucky cared.

you shake from your long awaited orgasm, whining as you try to push bucky’s head from your cunt. with one last kiss to your pussy, he pulls away, sitting up on his knees to look at your disheveled form.

suddenly, the tiredness from before along with a combination of lack of sleep and the insane orgasm from your boyfriend hits you all at once. you close your eyes for a few seconds, recollecting yourself.

you lazily hold your arms up to him, wanting to be held. he smiles, immediately laying on his side to hold you.

this is your favorite part of being intimate with bucky, the way you hold eachother after.

he stares at you as you bring your thumb up to trace his jawline, making your way to run your fingers through the back of his dark hair.

he leans in and kisses your forehead, which is what he usually does right before you two fall asleep.

“i thought you wanted to-“

“no, no, we don’t have to. it’s 1am and i know you’re tired, baby.” he assures.

you frown.

“but-“

“we’ll save it for tomorrow, trust me.” he leans in to capture your lips in yet another kiss, this one softest.

you smile, struggling to keep your eyes open.

“water?” he asks, about to get out of bed until you stop him.

“no, just stay with me, please.” you don’t even bother opening your eyes, just grabbing onto his arm.

he chuckles, grabbing the blanket from the end of the bed and wrapping it comfortably over the both of you. he sighs as he finally settles into your bed, kissing your forhead once more, arms wrapped comfortably around your figure.

he whispers your name. you peak open your eyes to look at bucky. it’s like he gets even more attractive the more you look at him.

the sound of his voice making your heart squeeze and your stomach all warm.

“i love you.”

you tuck yourself even closer into him, kissing his jaw.

“i love you too, buck.”

a/n: this is my first time writing in like a year LMAO i’m a little rusty but i love getting requests because it helps me feel more inspired!! thank you for reading my first writing in a long time. :) i feel like i wrote this one a little plainer than i usually do, but hey i missed writing!

[crushmeeren]

ᝰ KATSUKI’S NSFW ALPHABET .ᐟ

̽ ⋆ ﹒♡﹒ GOD…. The epilogue is KILLIN ME!!!!! I had to write the brain rot out of my brain.

‣ ‣ cw ; spanking, choking, lil’ bit of degradation — vanilla otherwise.

master list ‣ ‣ @i-the-fluffo

ᝰ A ‣ ‣ AFTERCARE { ༝༝ what’s katsuki like after sex? ༝༝ }

Often, sex ends with you becoming dead to the world, falling asleep in record time because Katsuki’s fucked out all your stress. Fortunately, or somewhat unfortunately for you, Katsuki is unable to leave things unclean. He downright refuses to relax.

So even when you’ve started to doze off, harsh panting turning steady and mellow, Katsuki runs his fingers through your hair, presses a sweet kiss to your forehead, and demands you “get the hell up pillow princess, we aren’t sleepin’ in this fuckin’ mess.”

On the rare occasion he’s able to convince you to join him in the shower, he’ll ask if you want him to wash your hair. Sometimes, if you aren’t itching to be back in bed, you’ll say yes.

Katsuki also has a habit of positioning you so the spray of hot water will hit your back. Strong arms will wind around your shoulders, hugging you close to his chest, and every inch of you will keep warm.

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ᝰ B ‣ ‣ BODY PART { ༝༝ katsuki’s favorite ༝༝ }

I can’t seem to shake the idea that Katsuki is an ass man.

He finds reasons for his hands to be on your ass no matter what. Cooking? He’s behind you, grabbing a handful and squeezing. At the gym? He’s spotting you while you do squats, smacking you every time you finish a set. When you have to get up from the couch after the fourth episode you’ve binged because you need to pee? Yeah, he’s there too. “Helping” you by shoving a hand up the back of your shorts to palm the curve of your ass and lever you up.

Don’t even get me started about the hand prints he leaves during sex.

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ᝰ C ‣ ‣ CUM { ༝༝ where katsuki likes to cum ༝༝ }

Katsuki loves when the tight heat of your pussy locks onto his cock and refuses to free him, sucking him in like it’s begging to be stuffed full. It destroys his determination to pull out every time.

If he’s not burying himself inside you, he’s keeping a steady pace until his balls draw up tight, until his stomach clenches in warning, before he slips free, pumping his cock and covering your ass with glossy threads.

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ᝰ E ‣ ‣ EXPERIENCE { ༝༝ how much does katsuki have? ༝༝ }

Katsuki’s dipped his toe into the water a few times, so to speak. No, he’s not one to sleep around, but you met him in his mid to late twenties. He’s had time to venture out and explore, as most people in that phase of their life do.

How else do you think he got toe curling pussy eating skills?

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ᝰ F ‣ ‣ FAVORITE POSITION { ༝༝ katsuki’s favorite ༝༝ }

Katsuki’s under a spell fucking you from behind. The first snap of his hips jiggles your ass and it leaves him slackjawed, fingers digging into your squishy hips to use as leverage while he yanks you back to meet each heavy thrust thereafter.

The curve of your spine, the clench of the muscles in your upper back, and the fact that the side profile of your fucked out expression is on display when it’s not shoved into the sheets all fill him with pride. It soothes the hidden primal urge in his brain.

To Katsuki, it’s a victory high when he pushes all the right buttons to shred your voice and shake your thighs while your ass is in the air.

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ᝰ H ‣ ‣ HAIR { ༝༝ does katsuki shave or care? ༝༝ }

Katsuki does shave. Not bald, because it’s odd to him when there’s no hair. A small nestle of blonde curls is all that remains above the base of his cock. Sometimes, when you sneak your hand past the waistband of his briefs, and your fingers tease through the coarse hair, his brain starts to buzz.

In the case of whether or not he cares if you shave, his opinion can be summarized down to this — he does not give a single shit. He cares more that you do what’s comfortable for you rather than what you think he wants.

Whether your pussy looks like a hairless cat or a lions mane, you’ll scream his name.

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ᝰ I ‣ ‣ INTIMACY { ༝༝ is katsuki romantic? ༝༝ }

Sometimes.

There are times when you need Katsuki to fuck you silly. To push into you so hard it bruises your hips, hands braced on the wall above your head to keep yourself from a concussion.

Other times, his fingers will search for yours and tangle together, ending with them pinned to the mattress. Katsuki’s face will bury itself into your throat, warm breath fanning your neck until it’s damp as his hips flex with the effort of making love to you. The tip of his cock slides across your g-spot and your back arches, tits pressing into his chest. Katsuki’s moan splinters, and he’ll chant “I love you, love you so fuckin’ much,” until your knuckles turn white.

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ᝰ J ‣ ‣ JERKING OFF { ༝༝ does katsuki jerk off? ༝༝ }

Once, maybe twice a week, in the shower, he’ll curl his fingers around his cock. You’re the star of his show, whether you’re there in reality or not.

Eyes closed, Katsuki will brace a hand on the wall and remember the time you jerked him off in the shower. The memory of hot water on his chest, your soapy tits pressed against his back, and how he met each drag of your hand with a roll of his hips. It’s one of his favorites.

Usually he tries to avoid a mess, so he doesn’t touch himself in bed often. But when he does, he stares at the collection of filthy pictures you’ve sent him. Maybe a video of you sucking his cock, if you felt generous enough to allow him to record one.

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ᝰ K ‣ ‣ KINK { ༝༝ katsuki’s kinks ༝༝ }

Spanking you, admiring your skin as it swells and burns hot to the touch, always sends heat sinking through Katsuki’s belly and straight to his cock. He wouldn’t do it if you didn’t squirm and cry out, pressing your ass into him to silently ask for more.

Along with spanking, Katsuki will flatten you to the mattress, haul a leg over his shoulder, and latch his fingers around your throat. The feel of your pussy fluttering, reacting as soon as he restricts your air flow, shoots adrenaline down his spine.

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ᝰ L ‣ ‣ LOCATION { ༝༝ where katsuki likes to fuck ༝༝ }

Your bed is preferred. It’s big, comfortable, affording you the privacy Katsuki demands. He’d chew off his own arm before another person witnesses you unravel for him.

Other than that, he leaves the decision to you. As long as there’s some sort of solitude, and it’s not icky, Katsuki’s more or less fine with it.

You’ll get an earful if he isn’t.

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ᝰ O ‣ ‣ ORAL { ༝༝ katsuki’s thoughts on oral ༝༝ }

Straddling his face, so slick that he laps at your pussy like an ice cream cone, tongue sliding over your tender clit again and again — that’s what curls pleasure low in Katsuki’s pelvis. Giving him the surreal sensation that he could cum from the slightest brush of his fingers.

When it’s reversed, and you’re the one with the aching jaw and swollen lips, Katsuki’s calloused palm will cup your jaw, thumb running along the bone underneath your eye, and his hips will thrust slowly to meet the fluid motion of your bobbing head. Eventually, Katsuki’s patience will run out, and you’ll be in his lap before he cums.

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ᝰ Q ‣ ‣ QUICKIES { ༝༝ katsuki and quickies ༝༝ }

Katsuki prefers savoring the moment, so quickies aren’t his favorite. He will though, if you’re both pent up and it’s all the time you have.

It’s not a quickie by definition, but Katsuki enjoys waking you up in the middle of the night, squeezing between your legs and slipping his dick into your sleep soft body to seal you as one. Clinging to him with heavy limbs, moaning in his ear about how good he feels, he brings you both over the edge in no time.

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ᝰ S ‣ ‣ STAMINA { ༝༝ what’s katsuki’s stamina like? ༝༝ }

Katsuki’s ego would bruise if his stamina was anything less than stellar. To be fair, he’s trained long days and even longer nights to achieve it. Repeatedly working himself to the bone for even an ounce of progress.

But, you make him weak. Katsuki’s man enough to admit there are times when his pleasure wells up so hot, so fast, that the iron grip on his control slips. He can’t help but suck in a sharp breath between his teeth, snap his hips forward and finish inside you.

The saving grace is that he can go multiple rounds without begging for too much of his stamina.

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ᝰ T ‣ ‣ TEASE { ༝༝ does katsuki like to tease you? ༝༝ }

Teasing you until you’re flustered, until your expression is cracked with pleasure, it’s an achievement in Katsuki’s mind. In between the slick rejoining of your hips, when he can catch his breath, he’ll open his mouth and mutter with a rich, low tone “So fuckin’ needy for my cock, yeah? Can’t even go a day without it, you spoiled rotten princess.”

You love to hear Katsuki belongs to you, only you, and he uses that to his advantage to turn you to mush. When he eats you out, he moans, pulling back to stare at you with heavy lidded eyes, teasing you with “You love that I’m a fuckin’ slut for your pussy, don’t you?” The words sink into your skin, a flash of heat slicing through your belly, and the nod of your head is jerky. A few more swipes of his tongue and you’re cumming.

[stayevildarling]

Emily Prentiss x Reader- You're the greatest thing I lost

A/N: I'm back after a little break. I have been binge watching criminal minds for weeks and am currently on Season 7. The last few episodes gave me this specific idea. I'm sure people must have done this before given the size of the fandom. 🤍

prompt: You watch Emily die on a mission, unable to cope with the aftermath of her passing until your supervisor Hotch gathers you all for an important meeting and your world spins around completely once more

tw/tags: female reader, mentions of death, mention of blood, mention of gunshots, mention of depression, mention of alcohol consumption, mention of smoking, mention of self destructive behaviour, mention of insomnia, mention of troubled eating, heavy angst, happy ending though as always

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,,No'' Penelope's begging startles you, followed by JJ's ,,She never made it off the table''.

With tears streaming down your cheeks and panic deeply settled into your chest, you find yourself sitting upright in your bed, the little sleep you had managed to get lately, interrupted by another one of the nightmares. It had been the same for months, the lack of sleep, the exhaustion creeping deep into your bones, the headaches and the fight to stay awake during the day. Yet each night, you would lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling her beside you when in reality it was simply Sergio, trying to find some warmth beside you.

It had been hell, the mission, everything happening so fast as you and Morgan made it there, finding Emily on the floor, barely hanging on. The next thing you know, you had all been waiting in the hospital for hours, pacing back and forth before JJ shared the news. You couldn't breathe, collapsing into some bright bathroom, as the sheer panic gripped you. And it seems to have never quite left you, your chest always tight, your hands always shaking and your heart hurting every minute of every day.

The woman with dark brown hair and those brown eyes you could get lost in was gone. You had worked beside her and the BAU for several years, Morgan your partner at first until the three of you became the perfect trio. You worked well together, alongside Reid and Rossi and Hotch of course. There had always been a silent understanding between you and Emily, the deep trust that took a while to build, until the two of you knew you had each other's backs. But there was something else beside the trust, which you shared with other members of the team. There was something in each other's eyes that captivated you both. During a boring meeting, your eyes would find each other, silently communicating and remembering what gossip you would share over coffee afterwards.

An uncomfortable case or interrogation when either you knew Emily needed a break or this was getting to you a little much. A bumpy plane ride which Emily knew made you nervous and a gentle and subtle hand resting somewhere near you. In return, you knew exactly what got to her, certain cases, the paperwork in the middle of the night and so you kept her company, eventually growing close and seeing each other outside of work. It wasn't anything major, the occasional drinks after work, the occassional coffee before work but it had been obvious as neither of you minded it being simply the two of you rather than the whole team. Neither of you ever dared to express the underlying feelings and truths hidden beneath the smiles and the gentle strokes of each other's thumbs.

Emily had a feeling once, brushing it off as she wanted to focus on her work, and assuming that you couldn't be interested in her, when an unpleasant unsub on a case came a little too close to her and you sent him flying to the nearest wall. She had been impressed at first, but after giving it some time, she couldn't forget the expression on your face, more than it being your job, more than wanting to protect your partner. She had sensed love, in it's purest and truest forms but she brushed it off, despite her having the same feelings towards you, too busy with the cases piling up to ever adress what she had witnessed and what had been on her mind.

It had been the funeral that hit you the hardest, placing flowers on her coffin, standing beside Penelope as she held your hand, sobbing by your side while you remained with an empty expression on your face. You never cried in front of them, brushed Hotch's assessment aside as you couldn't talk about it but they had noticed. The long nights at your desk, the extensive research you had been doing on Doyle, helping Morgan find him and chasing nothing but revenge and making him pay for what he had caused. They noticed the bags under your eyes, the shaking of your hands and voice. And Reid has his suspicions about the contents of your coffee cup. Penelope worried as she never saw you eat anymore, at least around them and seeing how thin you had become. Yet throughout it all, you remained the best at what you are doing, profiling. You broke through even the toughest of cases with your team, often giving them important intel and chasing the unsubs down. And so neither of them could really do or say anything, simply watching you suffer in silence.

Your life had become dark, despite never really having Emily the way your heart had hoped, she was gone. No more smiles to share, no more silly gossip, no more running into missions with her, no one to comfort you on the plane, no one to get coffee or drinks with. And so your days had looked the same, working in the office until the late hours, long after the team had already left home. Stumbling home before forcing some small food down your throat in order not to pass out. Staring at the ceiling for hours, thinking of the woman suddenly gone from your life, getting little sleep before getting interrupted by the same nightmare. Like a robot, you got yourself in the shower and dressed, looking responsible for your day before grabbing a togo coffee and putting a little something in there in order to get you through the day.

At least three times a week you would stop by her grave, at first ever only managing to stay for a couple of minutes until it turned into hours. Sitting in front of her tombstone, no matter the pouring rain or blaring sun coming down on you as you would talk to her, cry over her, beg her to come back. The stages of grief hit you hard and each one was harder to overcome. The last couple of days had been different with you and Morgan finally chasing down the man responsible. When Morgan brought him into the BAU, you watched as anger bubbled over you, your fists clenching as you felt the urge to reach for your gun and cause him the same pain that he had inflicted upon you all. You weren't needed for the interview and you couldn't stomach it, so you remained by your desk. Yet the days leading up to this had you so exhausted, you felt on the verge of falling apart, your body barely keeping it together and the only thing getting you going the amount of caffeine in your body.

It's not until JJ finds you, asking you to join the others in the meeting room, that some adrenaline kicks back in, hoping on some updates with the case. You stand beside the table with the others, watching as they chat along. Seconds pass until your supervisor walks inside, having been gone for some months, his appearance different as he isn't wearing a suit and his facial hair grew in the past few months.

,,Welcome back'' one of them greets him, unable to quite make out who it is as everything arounds you feels a bit muffled due to your state of exhaustion.

,,Thanks. Everybody have a seat'' he encourages and his eyes fall upon you, and you reluctantly take a seat, worried you may fall asleep depending on the reason of this meeting.

,,Why? What's going on? Everything alright?'' the team almost asks in unison.

,,7 months ago I made a decision that affected this team. As you all know, Emily had lost a lot of blood after her fight with Doyle.'' he begins.

Your eyes force closed, really not able to stomach another one of these meetings or even hearing her name.

,,But the doctors were able to stabilize her. And she was airlifted from Boston to Bethesda under a covert exfiltration. Her identity was strictly need-to-know. And she stayed there until she was well enough to travel. She was reassigned to Paris where she was given several identities, none of which we had access to for her security.'' he explains, your whole world spins at his words, this feeling like another one of your nightmares.

,,She's alive?'' Penelope asks, tears already streaming down her cheeks.

,,But we buried her'' Spencer stutters, unable to believe a word your boss is telling you.

,,As I said, I take full responsibility for the decision. If anyone has any issues, they should be directed toward me'' he carries on and as you glance at Morgan, you can tell he is about to lose his temper.

,,Any issues? Yeah, I got issues'' he argues, staring at you in disbelief. You can't react, sitting there frozen, hoping you would wake up from this nightmare sometime soon, not able to stomach this change in your dreams and the option of her being alive. Your nails dig into your skin involuntarily, hoping this can wake you up.

,,Oh, my God'' they whisper and turn around in unison.

,,I am so sorry. I really am. Not a day went by that I didn't want to... Really, I-- you didn't deserve that. And I'm so sorry. There's so much I want to tell you guys, and I will. I promise. But right now I really need to know what's going on with Declan'' her voice cuts through the air, instantly bringing tears to your eyes, not being able to hide them this time.

You couldn't bear to look at her, the realisation slowly creeping in that this was far from a dream. Your eyes dart between JJ and Hotch, having figured by her positioning next to your boss that she had something to do with this, at least knowledge before you all did. Penelope is the first one up, taking the brunette into her arms.

Without another word you reach for your jacket, standing up before walking out of the room, ignoring their concerned faces and ignoring the woman's presence altogether, not being able to handle this. Somehow through the panic and tears and shock, you manage to make your way to the rooftop, your secret hideaway lately as no one ever really came there, fumbling the inside of your jacket pocket until you reach the packet of cigarettes and the lighter, quickly putting one between your lips before lighting it. For a moment it all seems to stop, the only noises the background noise of the usual busy city, your thoughts, emotions all stopping for a moment before they come crashing right back, forcing you to your knees and sliding down the wall, sitting in silence as the cigarette continues blowing smoke into the air around you.

,,Morgan follow her'' Hotch orders, knowing they needed you on this case. ,,I don't think we should'' Penelope tries, knowing how hard the last few months have been for you. ,,With your permission, I'll do it'' Emily offers but he shakes his head, ordering them to finish this interview first, knowing how time was running out and they needed answers fast. ,,Give her whatever time she needs, let's finish this case first'' he orders, thinking it through and they all nod, before getting back to work, Emily's mind unable to think of anything other than you or your wellbeing.

They had been so busy with the case and catching the man responsible for this that by the time they return, neither of them due to the adrenaline had noticed that you never ended up joining them again. Hotch is the first one in his office and on the desk, he finds your gun, credentials and your resignation. He sighs, having expected his decision to cause consequences, knowing the emotional torture this had been for you. Emily lingers by his door, wanting to check in whether he had heard anything when she connects the dots. „No“ she whispers, already having a bad feeling from your prior behavior. Hotch looks at her, the guilt written across his face before he takes a deep breath. „I will give her a few days before I make this official, she can change her mind until then and we never speak of this again“ he says, knowing this was the only thing he could really do to help. „Thank you“ Emily sighs in relief, hoping sincerely she could find you and fix this by then.

The team waits by the cubicle desks, hoping for some information but as Emily returns and tells them, they simply look down, understanding your decision. The brunette is quick to gather her stuff, telling them not to worry and that she will figure this out. Before she can reach Penelope‘s office, hoping she could maybe share some insight on your whereabouts, Derek stops her. „Emily.. you gotta understand what Y/N went through“ he sighs before she gives him a questoning look. „Haven‘t you all went through the same?“ she questions before he shakes his head. „Not like her, she‘s been a wreck, I haven‘t seen her smile since, you know she has been sitting at your grave almost everyday?“ he asks snd this statement sends tears to her eyes, the usual strong and put together woman losing herself in the pain of his truth.

She simply nods, gesturing that she will figure this out. By the time she leaves the BAU for the night, Penelope having checked your phone and figuring you must simply be at home, sharing some insight on her suspicions snd how worried she had been about you, Emily‘s heart is both filled with anxiety and pain. She hated having to do this to her team but especially to you, not a day went past where she didn‘t think of you, hoping she could reach out and tell you it‘s all just a cruel joke. By the time she makes it to your apartment, the sky is pouring buckets on her, the occasional strike of lighting illuminating the dark sky and the sound of thunder crumbling in the background.

With caution she makes it to your apartment door, knocking gently before the knocks grow more desperate. You stumble towards the door, opening it without your usual care before laying eyes upon the woman responsible for your grief. „Y/N thank god“ she sighs in relief, her eyes scanning every single one of your features. And she could see it now, the pain behind your eyes, how thin you had become. „I“ she begins, unable to finish as you interrupt her. „I‘m sure your here to get Sergio, let me just grab him and his stuff“ you announce. By her puzzled reaction you should have known that she had no knowledge of you taking him for her yet, this definitely not the reason for her standing by your door in the middle of the night.

,,Y/N wait'' she pleads, grabbing your wrist so you can't leave her standing there. You turn around, avoiding her eyes as you wait for what she is about to say. ,,Can I please come in?'' she almost begs and by the desperation in her voice, you can't say no, never really being able to deny Emily of anything. You nod, allowing her to enter before you walk towards your living room. She stands there hesitantly, glancing at the empty bottles on the table, the empty medication wrappers laying around and the packet of cigarettes. She remains silent, unsure what to say and how to ever make you forgive her.

,,Drink?'' you ask as you gesture towards one of the bottles but she shakes her head, gesturing towards the sofa and you nod, making sure to take the opposite sofa across from her, unable to be anywhere near her as your feelings are all over the place. The thunder grumbles loudly in the distance, the lighting illuminating your apartment further before she begins speaking. ,,Y/N I'm so sorry'' she apologies, her voice sincere as she struggles to keep her emotions at bay. ,,I never meant to leave any of you but I had to'' she confesses. ,,Not a day went past when I didn't think of you'' she admits, for the first time addressing you directly rather than the team. You manage to meet her eyes at her statement, seeing the raw emotion in them, the honesty and the truth.

,,I care about you Y/N and I'm so sorry for hurting you and what you have been through'' she apologises again, her eyes glistening with tears as she takes in your state again. ,,Why didn't you tell me?'' you ask, speaking for the first time since having her back. ,,Why JJ?'' you blurt out, understanding why Hotch knew but unable to understand why she would have trusted the blonde over you after everything you had been through together. ,,She.. you know her position, she was the one able to get me the fake identities and make this whole thing possible'' Emily tries reasoning, sensing the frustration in your voice. ,,You know I have had your back for years Emily, I would have taken that secret to the grave, I could have helped you'' you blurt out, angrily reaching one of the cigarettes before lighting one in frustration.

There is a long moment of silence, the storm outside matching your emotions on the inside before Emily sighs. ,,Started again hm?'' she whispers, gesturing towards the cigarettes, knowing it had always been one of your vices in the past. ,,You have no idea what the last few months have been like'' you sigh. She stares at you before sighing again ,,I do'' she acknowledges. ,,I know you have sat at my grave everyday, I know you carried my coffin, I know you have been struggling but please let me help you'' she begs, glancing at the countless empty bottles and packets again. ,,Why do you care?'' you blurt out, the anger now very visible in your features.

,,Because I care about you.. more than you know'' she admits, letting her guard down in front of you. Her words take a while to register and before you can say anything, Sergio suddenly makes an appearance, jumping on the brunettes lap, greeting her with kisses and you can't help but smile at the picture of the two of them reuniting. He eventually settles beside her, curling up in a little ball as she focuses her attention back to you. ,,Please let me back in, I know I messed up but I will spent the rest of my days making it up to you'' she pleads and something in her statement finally causes you to break, the walls suddenly crumbling right in front of you as you fall apart on the sofa right in front of her.

The tears begin pouring, matching the rain outside before sobs wreck through your body. Emily's lips part in shock, her eyebrows knitting together seeing you like this. Without another thought, she lunges forward, kneeling down in front of you before taking you into her arms. You stifle at first, those arms having felt so familiar before and at the same time praying every day to be in her arms again for the past few months, before relaxing. Emily was back, Emily was safe and home and all you can feel in this moment is the grief of it all but her safe arms grounding you. Her own tears run down her cheeks but she still makes sure that her thumbs catch every single one of yours. ,,I'm so sorry honey'' she whispers as you continue falling apart in her arms, the weight and grief finally lifted off your heavy chest a little.

By the time your tears are dry, the sobs having subsided by now, you catch a glimpse of her eyes as she continues kneeling in front of you, her hands stroking gentle circles on your knees, a weak smile on her face, yet the worry remains. Suddenly you feel this urge to tell her, tell her all of the feelings you had been keeping in for so long, scared she would slip through your fingers again. And Emily can tell, the way your eyes dart between her own, the slight trembling of your hands and the face of realisation. ,,Emily I..'' you mumble, your emotions taking over you as you would have never told her in any clear state like this, especially after a night like this.

,,Y/N I know'' she whispers, a small smile on her features despite the pain of your truth written in her eyes. You search her eyes for any sign of disgust, of shame but all you can find is sadness between her brown orbs. You close your eyes and sigh, worried you had made a mistake, worried you had ruined whatever you may have left with her before her lips come crashing onto your own, the usual composed and careful woman not able to hold this back for a single moment longer. She had these feelings for so long and if Paris proofed anything to her, it was that she couldn't do life without you by her side. She had missed you every day, your smile, your silly jokes and needing you close to her. Tonight was all the confirmation she needed.

Your eyes force open, shocked by her actions before you relax, your lips moving in synch as your heart beats out of your chest. When the two of you pull away, a tear streams down both of your cheeks, as well as a small smile in the corner of your mouth. ,,I didn't know you..'' you whisper but she shakes her head gesturing you to shush. ,,I have known for a while, I have missed you so much darling and I don't want to do this without you, ever.'' she confesses. The night passes on, the storm eventually settling outside and in your chests as you lay in Emily's arms, the events from today having shocked you, not having expected any of this but her confession making your anger subside and hopeful for what was to come next.

,,You still wanna quit the BAU?'' she whispers with a smirk and you shake your head as you nuzzle closer into her chest. ,,Tomorrow morning, we'll go to Hotch together, alright trouble?'' she smirks, causing you to giggle into her as you nod. The brunette can feel you relaxing in her arms, assuming this must be the first night in months you would be able to get some actual sleep. She holds you throughout the night, not wanting to be anywhere else as she watches over you protectively, her arms involuntarily wrapping tighter around you. And she wasn't going to leave you ever again, not being able to stand being away from you.

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Unwanted Soul _ Part 3 = Requested

[Yandere!Alastor x Owner of his Soul!Reader]

The Request

Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 2.5 (ask) — Part 3 (here) — Part 4 — Part 5

At first you allowed it because you understood Alastor was worried about you, as absurd as it was. Now it was plain annoying. Him requesting, no, that’s not the right word, forcing himself to be in the same bed as you. At first there was the excuse of you recovering and him not wanting you to roll over on you stomach to apply pressure to the wound. Then it was him not used to his new room. Now? He just flops onto the bed and hugs you no matter what you’re doing

“Do I look like a pillow to you???? Or a soft toy??????” “Darling, you are the best cloud ever.”

He doesn’t even mind you slapping the back of his head and snuggles closer to you. You gave up trying to escape his hold and continue with your reading or watching

It went as bad as to you needing a bigger bed since Alastor was always here with you. Alastor got you covered and gave you the best bed you could ever think of. You really just treated Alastor like one of your giant soft toys and slept, you’ll admit, listening to his heartbeat was more lulling than any other sounds. Your warmth and presence had the same effect to him

Oh, right. Alastor filled you in that you were in the hotel and you were occupying a room Alastor took for himself near his bedroom and radio tower. He connected your room with his, evident with the difference in style

You never seen his old room, but he did say he had half of the room as a bayou where he ate his meals. Yeah, he didn’t do that with you, never has he eaten a whole raw meat in front of you. This time though, it was just two different room styles on either way while the wall separating the two was gone. There was an extra door that replaced the window as a dimension to his feeding ground, you just never enter it

It happened out of the blue. When the room door opened and you thinking it was Alastor greeted him without looking. You noticed the lack of static or the obnoxiously loud announcement of his arrival, that’s when you looked up to see who you believe to be Husk from Alastor’s stories and reports

Before Husk knew what hit him, his neon green chains appeared and dragged him into the large room, the door closing and locking behind him. Husk landing on the ground looked up to see Alastor looming over him

You had to wack your memory to recall their relationship. Right, Husk was a former overlord of gambling and he lost his soul to Alastor in a bet to regain power. Poor choice of decision really. Why would you make deals with other Overlords that would want to knock you down? You looked away, thinking that it was none of your business how Alastor treated his souls, as long as he wasn’t like that to you

But your voice snapped Alastor out of whatever he was planning to the former Overlord, “Alastor, I’m craving some steak for tonight. Can you go to Rosie’s and get some nice ones?”

Of course Alastor knew you were giving Husk a save. Yet he can’t deny your request to have his cooking again. (you were binge eating snacks and cup noodles after your wound healed and didn’t want to eat his cooking) So he left into his shadows

Turning back to your laptop, you typed away for another new episode while Husk composed himself. You heard that sigh of relief, you knew Alastor was a cruel demon. You knew because he’d paint the streets red and black whenever sinners and demons alike would glance at you the wrong way, even worse when they said the wrong or vile things to you

“I’m curious, does anyone know I’m here?” “I know now.” “Mhm… You best leave before Alastor’s back and please don’t say anything. Else I’m positive you’d be wishing otherwise.” “Why are you here?” “I wonder too. Because of Alastor?”

You shouldn’t have phased it that way because Husk thought you were an innocent soul that Alastor took as well. That can’t be farther from the truth, but you let him believe as he please. Neither you nor Alastor wanted to disclose your hold over Alastor’s soul to anyone apart from the two of you. Perhaps you could play it like Alastor has your soul, that would make more sense. Maybe

Over dinner, you told Alastor that you’ll be making your appearance as his assistant in the hotel. That way it was reasonable to take the room next to his (that you are currently in) and you’d be always seen around Alastor (more like Alastor could always be near you). Alastor agreed without a second thought

He did added a little detail to your plan. That you two were romantically involved with each other. You shot that idea down immediately. Changing the subject, you told him how Husk thought you were the one that Alastor took the soul of. That gave him a good laugh and you a chuckle. Both of you calmed down, you with your small smirk and Alastor with his wide grin as you two met eye contact, thinking the same: That was such a ridiculous assumption

“Everyone, I’d like you to meet My Dearest Darling.” Alastor’s hand patted your shoulder “Nice to meet you all, Alastor’s told me all about you guys.” You had bowed your head a bit with a smile, appearing as humble as you could. The introductions went without hiccup, was what you would wish for “Pager! My good fellow!” Lucifer came over and wrapped you in a tight hug. “How have you been!?” You missed how Alastor was glaring daggers at Lucifer and the King of Hell was grinning like crazy. “Sire, just fine. Thank you for asking?”

Now it was everyone else’s turn to be shocked and confused. Questions came at you left and right. You didn’t even need to answer because Lucifer had told them you used to work for him. Your room would have been assigned next to Lucifer’s if not for Alastor’s intervention that you were to be ‘put to work’ under him

Well, now that there was something of an intermission for the hotel to bounce back to its former glory (if it had any), things were pretty chill around the hotel. Everyone did their things like usual. Though it was odd that things were unchanged, since you were supposed to be a new staff member. Yet they hardly saw you, nor did Alastor tell you to work on anything

All they knew was you were always in your room, doing whatever behind closed doors. Charlie and Vaggie had asked about you, from Alastor since you were barely out when they were active and the only other contact was through Alastor who was never bothered that you were slacking

Alastor reassured that you were writing scripts for his broadcast and doing your own research on something else, so you wouldn’t be leaving the room for the majority of the time

Everyone would catch Alastor using the kitchen at the oddest time of the day to cook or bake things, then bring it up to his radio tower to eat. When he was confronted on his odd mealtimes, he informs that it was yours. As for why he was the one making, he said it was because he sent you to work overtime and so he compromised

“The poor darling was feeling peckish so I, as the employer in charge, should do my duty, yes?” “Oh ho! No need to fret over my dear Pager upstairs, merely took a longer nap than usual and needed to delay dinner!” “My doe won’t be joining us for breakfast, still sleeping from all that work, you see. I’ll make some food later on.”

All lies. Each and every one of them. All this time, you were eating up on the internet provided by the hotel and doing what you do best. Laze around and chill. There was no work assigned, no script to be written, and certainly no research underway. You were doing what you would back home, now it was just a change in location. Then there’s Alastor joyfully serving you like always without change

But none was the wiser when any of them hardly knew you. Save for Lucifer. He’d pop into your room without Alastor’s notice and give you new books or comics or shows or whatever you please. All while saying they were gifts to you for all you’ve done for him. He was quickly chased out of the room when Alastor sensed another being with you

Now when it came to your break periods, your room wasn’t enough and you wandered around the hotel to stretch and give yourself a change of scenery

This was when everyone else got to talk to you and not through Alastor

Charlie got you to join in her exercises, wanting some feedback from you. You lazily joined, matching Angel’s attitude to it all. You two shared a knowing glance and smirk from time to time. Vaggie groaned and scolded Angel since he was the one that wants to be redeemed, but then turned to you to be more supportive and put heart into it since you were a staff

Alastor immediately poofed out of nowhere, hands on your shoulders while you had a bored look on your face at Vaggie. At the growing static, you sighed, “Please don’t.”

Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel raised a brow at your words. Vaggie wanting to pull you away from Alastor since from their point of view, Alastor was having a scary face again. Husk watched silently from the bar, wondering if you’d be ‘punished’ later behind closed doors for ordering the Radio Demon

But to everyone’s surprise, Alastor reverted back to normal and hummed, offering you his hand to escort you away from the group, “Shall we take a stroll outside the hotel, darling?”

That day, a whole street was painted red. You and Alastor returned late and just went to your room to rest. No one dared to question. They did wonder what would have happened if you said nothing when Alastor appeared behind you. Perhaps Vaggie was lucky she got off with a glare

You wandering the hotel became obvious to the others that you were ‘resting’ from your heavy workload given by Alastor which was rare, they noticed that there was no routine nor a fixed time you’d appear

They held off attacking Alastor about your workload since everytime they see you you weren’t complaining or drained in any way. So they continued as normal, sometimes asking Alastor if he was giving you enough breaks between work or if you were eating. Alastor kept up with appearances and assured them you were well and dandy. You had a good laugh at their concerns

Yeah, neither of you were going to correct it since there was no need

You’ll admit that Alastor was doing a good job at keeping people away from you, just as you like it. Though it could be because of his possessiveness you can tell. Still, it aligns with your wishes, so you leave it be

Once when you were on break and with Charlie and the others for a broad game day, another activity for bonding and the like. Suddenly left mid-game and went to the kitchen to cook, everyone thought Alastor was preparing for everyone’s lunch so no one questioned it. Soon enough you got up

“What’s wrong?” Charlie asked, everyone turned to you “Hungry.” It was like you were on autopilot when you turned to walk into the kitchen Everyone else shared a glance, thinking it was time for food anyways. “Let’s eat.”

They weren’t prepared to see you leaning against Alastor with your arms crossed over your chest meanwhile Alastor was having no trouble plating whatever dish was cooked. Another point, you were just causally touching Alastor and he didn’t do anything! He didn’t even make a peep and let you stay there while he worked

No one could touch Alastor unless he does it first. No one touches Alastor especially when he’s in the kitchen cooking!

“Have a seat, darling, food’s ready.” Alastor cooed “Mhm~ Looks nice.” You remarked with contentment as you pushed yourself off of Alastor and sat on one of the high chairs on the island Angel noticed how only you had food and no one else, complaining, “Hey, what about us?” Alastor turned over, shamelessly commenting, “Oh, I finished using the kitchen, you can make your own food now. Sorry for taking so long.” The condescension was gone when he turned his attention back to you, “How’s the food, dear?” “Good as always.” You praised, glancing up at him to know he was overjoyed at your words even with the lack of expression. His eyes narrowing while his grin widened was the hint. “Could use some mini cupcakes when we play the board games later.” “Say no more!” Alastor snapped his fingers, making a bunch of ingredients appear. He turned to the crew, “Apologies, but I’ll be using the kitchen since you’re all merely standing at the entrance!”

Yeah. Everyone came to the conclusion that Alastor was extra weird after you came to the hotel. They’d ask Alastor about it but he would dodge the question all together or he’d just shift the attention elsewhere. They’d love to ask you, since you were somewhat more approachable? But you were just rarely around. When you are around, Alastor was not far from you

Note: Yup. Part 3. Amazing right? I blame the ask and you can thank the ask. The writing mood just hit me like a truck, so here's the result

Guys I'm very tempted to change all the stories in ask to a post format so I can keep track of them! Not sure about this yet, but if I do do it, the stories in ask will be replaced with a link instead and the stories will be readable as a post (maybe with a picture of the ask?). Do I reboot all of them or just start with the next new request?

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cherry - bang bang, kiss kiss - r. jerimovich

pairing(s): richie jerimovich x f!reader

warning(s): language & age-gap

song: taco truck x vb by lana del rey

Laying flat on your stomach, wearing nothing but an oversized printed shirt from college and skimpy boyshorts that hopelessly failed to keep some of your peeking skin concealed, you scrolled on your phone. Soft alternative music hummed through your speaker as you bit down into the swell of your bottom lip - who knew that putting together a dating profile for yourself would prove to be such a meticulous task? An exaggerated sigh was pushed from between your lips as you raised yourself onto your knees, before leaning yourself against the headboard as you carefully chose your three best photos.

Now, it was time for the best part of creating your profile: Age, Sex, Location, Age-Range, and the question of all questions: What are you looking for? It was easy for you to answer the first three questions, yet you found yourself wiping the suddenly clammy palm of your hand against your shirt as you pondered. Sure, being in your early twenties, you've had your fair-share of experience with guys who were in the same age group as you, but what if, maybe, you extended that age-range? Fuck, I mean, your friends have had their own trysts with older men, so, what harm could it bring to you?

Scrolling through the thirties, you found yourself stopped at the ripe age of 45 - the mere thought of being with a man over 20 years your senior bringing a subtle drop of fear to your belly that was quickly overpowered by your sudden excitement. You quickly breathed out a small giggle as you found yourself hovering over the final question. You'd always been precocious, you always knew what you wanted and you went for it, bo questions asked. You wanted to be desired, you wanted someone who would give you the world and everything in it - maybe, it was the hopeless romantic in you, but you'd always envisioned yourself to have a love that was unconditional ... one that you'd give up everything for. So, you sat and typed, and deleted, until you'd found your answer: I want it all.

Once you'd finalized your profile, it didn't take long before you'd found yourself pacing around your room, sifting through what seemed like a never-ending sea of Chicago men who didn't seem to strike you. It seemed as though you'd paced around your room for about an hour, before catching your reflection in the mirror. There you stood, a bit pathetic, maybe even needy? After taking in your reflection for a brief moment, you laughed, "fuck."

Tossing your phone onto your bed, you'd decided you'd wait, give it an hour, you'd shower, eat some dinner, maybe even finish your assignments that you'd been purposely pushing off, until the absolute last day - you will wait.

-

And so, you waited. You purposely decided to binge an episode, or two, of reality television, you even thought about squeezing in one more episode, before choosing to take a shower where you'd shaved, exfoliated, and washed your hair - hell, you even decided to do an in-depth brushing of your teeth as your peel-off face mask dried. Yet, you now were seated on your bed, laptop open as you tried to force yourself to keep your attention on the blank PDF document before you - you should have been tending to the essay that was worth twenty-percent of your grade, but you found yourself grabbing your phone and unlocking it, aimlessly clicking onto the dating app thats become an instant hyperfixation in your brain.

Swiping through what appeared to be another sea of useless men, you took a breath as you stopped on a handsome, yet deliciously rugged man with piercing baby blue eyes. Straightening your back, you subconsciously pressed your thighs closer together and you scrolled through his photos - fuck, he was hot. He was tall, slim, and worked in a restaurant that didn't take you long to recognize - he wasn't too far from you. Richie was his name, he was 45 years old, and he's a single dad - a divorcee.

This was all fresh, new, and raw territory for you. Not only were you seeking out an older man, the one who'd finally caught your eye was a father - but something about him drew you to crave him just a bit more. Maybe it was the bags of exhaustion that clung to his eyes, or the way that his gold chain clashed against his tan skin, or even the way his suit perfectly fit his slender form? All you knew was that it took one swipe, one millisecond and you'd made your interest in him apparent.

And in that same millisecond, his interest in you was crystal clear as your screen glowed in victory - you and Richie were now matched. "Oh my god," you mumbled, setting your laptop to the side of you as you flipped your damp hair behind your shoulder.

How does one start a conversation with a man she's attracted to, who just so happens to be significantly older than her?

"Fuck, fuck, fuck - okay," You muttered, sighing as you hastily tapped against your phone screen, the sound of your acrylic nails tapping against the glass, bouncing off of the thin walls of your bedroom.

A pathetic squeal left your lips as you quickly sent the message, before placing your phone face-down on your bed.

hi

-

Richie sat on his worn couch, a spare cigarette tucked behind his ear as he aimlessly ran his finger around the rim of his beer can. The thoughts in his ever so busy mind raced as he stared blankly at his television - his focus a wreck after yet, another intense and draining day at the restaurant. He was sat with his legs spread, his undershirt on full display, courtesy of his unbuttoned dress-shirt as his undone tie laid comfortably over each of his shoulders.

The older man let out a huff as he brought the beer can to his lips, allowing his head to roll back while he downed the rest of the bitter liquid. The abrupt sensation of his phone vibrating against his thigh caused him to slightly flinch as he placed the now-empty beer can onto his coffee table, "shit."

Running his free hand over the scruff of his beard, Richie unlocked his phone to reveal a notification from you. He'd subtly adjusted his back against the couch as he read over your message.

Richie was selfishly drinking you in from the moment his anxiety-ridden eyes fell on your photos. He'd quickly familiarized himself with all three: how plump your lips looked as you pouted for the camera, how perfectly your breasts were cupped by your lace top, and how your eyes bored into his as you posed before what appeared to be a webcam. It was obvious that you were younger than him, and sure, Richie has had his own experience with hooking up with someone younger, but that's all it ever amounted to - a quick fuck that never progressed into anything more.

You enticed Richie, to say the least. You wanted it all, he chuckled. He wasn't much of a devoted romantic, thanks to his failed marriage and seemingly rocky road of relationships that lingered in all aspects of his life.

Would you care that he had a daughter? I mean, fuck, Eva was his entire life - his motivation to keep going, even if everything else around him fell apart at the seams.

The older man cleared his throat, adjusting his hips once more, before typing his response, taking a quick look at the time displayed at the top of his phone screen, before sending.

It was 10:47 PM.

are u awake?

-

The hum of your phone vibrating against your comforter triggered you to pause your typing on your laptop. You couldn't help but blush as you bit down on the tip of your nail. He responded. Once again, your laptop found itself pushed aside as the bright light of your phone screen met your strained eyes. You nails carelessly clicked against the glass screen as you rushed to respond.

yes

Your heart steadily began to race as you watched the text bubble, indicating his impending response pop up on the screen. A small smile tugging on your lips as his response came into view.

are u real?

"That's fair," you mumbled, eagerly typing your next response.

yes ... do you want me to prove it to you?

A flash of nerves filled swirled at your core as you leaned your head against your headboard - what would you do, if he said yes? You were attracted him, despite having your reservations. There was a part of you that already ached for him, despite only knowing of his existence for not even an hour. Though majority of your psyche went rampant with nerves and fear, there was a small sliver of exhilaration and desire that slowly consumed you.

Your eyes widened with excitement as you screen glowed with Richie's response.

yeah ... just wanna make sure

You responded.

video chat?

He replied.

what's ur number.

You quickly typed in your phone number, before placing your laptop onto your lap and allowing some of your damp hair to fall over your shoulder as you adjusted your reading glasses to sit comfortably on the bridge of your nose. You hastily adjusted the hem of your shirt to sit over your thighs as your screen glowed with a video-chat request.

A short breath seeped through your lips as you allowed the call to ring for a few seconds, before allowing the call to connect.

A warm sensation of relief overtook you as Richie's face came onto the bright screen of your laptop. "Shit, let me fix this fuckin'-" you couldn't help, but smile as Richie adjusted himself to have be appropriately shown on camera, "okay, there we go", he spoke, his raspy voice like warm honey in your ears.

"Hi," You waved, breathing out a short laugh.

-

You were even more beautiful than your photos. There was something about the way your oversized shirt clung to your breasts, and the way you managed to adjust your glasses with almost every movement made that allowed Richie to feel his hand grip his phone just a little bit tighter. And your voice, god, your voice was laced with nothing but sweetness - Richie could tell that you were nothing, but good ... and that peaked a bit of fear into the back of his mind.

Clearing his throat, Richie spoke, "So, uh, you're real."

You laughed, "yes, I am real, Richie".

Fuck, he loved the way his name dripped off of your tongue, his perked up ears not missing the slight accent that laced your words. Richie's knee began to bounce - he was so fucked.

The two of you sat in silence for a beat, before you decided to break the tension, "I've never- um, I've never did this kind of thing before," you consoled, Richie's eyes not missing the way yours silently pleaded with him to say one cohesive sentence.

"I have, uh, they just-" Richie pauses, a nervous laugh leaving his lips, "they didn't end up going so well to be fuckin' honest."

You nodded wordlessly, indirectly beckoning him to continue his rant.

"I guess, um, I'm just glad that you're real and not one of those fuckin' nerds who sit on their computers and pretend to be pretty girls online." He thinks that you're pretty. Richie continued, his brash tone bringing a blush to your cheeks and you carefully took in the way his eyebrows furrowed when he voice his displeasure.

"But, uh, you go to college, right? That must be fun?" The older man questioned, doing anything he can just to be able to hear your voice fill the walls of his lonely living room.

"Yeah! This is my last year, so I'm pretty excited."

"Cool- that's cool, uh - d'you live with your parents or,"

"No, I have an apartment pretty close to the city."

A gorgeous and educated 20 something year old girl living alone in the streets of Chicago? Richie could drop to his knees - either he has become the luckiest man on earth, or things are about to go horribly wrong and for his sake - he hopes it's a stroke of luck. However, he immediately felt a need to protect you, to make sure that you're ... good.

You take note of the chest hairs that peek out from Richie's undershirt as he lays back against the couch and lowers his phone a bit, there's a part of you that aches to see more, yet you'll just have to settle for pressing your thighs together for a sense of relief.

Richie wants you and in his mind of minds that is crystal clear. But, he is a realist - he realizes that he is a 45 year old man with a kid and quite frankly, he has no time to waste and is a bit too old to continue playing the game of online dating that leads to nowhere. So, he has to ask you-

"Have you ever been with an older guy?" He speaks, his piercing baby blues searching your eyes for answers as he watches you shift your body.

You're unsure how to answer, the fear of your inexperience with dating older men poking at you, yet you decide on being honest - I mean, what is a relationship without honesty and trust?

"No, I, uh, I haven't." You answer, somewhat firmly.

"Well shit, I guess there's a first time for everything." He counters.

You smile.

The two of you let out awkward breathy laughs - you fiddle with your long nails as Richie runs a hand over his face. It's clear that you are both exhausted, yet neither of you are brave enough to say so ... you're both greedy and want nothing more than to soak in the other's presence. But, someone has to - and it won't be you.

"It's pretty fuckin' late and I'm sure that you have classes that you have to be up for and I gotta go to this fuckin' job in the morning, so I guess I will talk to you ..." Richie drones on, unsure on when you wanted to talk to him again - if you wanted to talk to him again.

"Tomorrow?" You ask.

"Tomorrow, yeah."

You bite your bottom lip with a smile, your voice low and sleepy, "good night, Richie."

Richie's knee stills - he's definitely fucked, "good night."

You disconnect the call, your heart pounding in your chest as you let out a breath that you didn't even realize you were holding in, to begin with. Richie was intoxicating, and you knew that, but you just couldn't seem to get enough of him. You'd just hoped that he'd feel the same way about you too.

Little did you know just how addicting Richie Jerimovich truly was.

-

hi <3 that's part 1 of this series - i hope it was not too long, i just wanted to lay the foundation of their initial reactions to each other so i hope you all enjoyed this - i can't wait to progress this story with you all

[morgana-larkin]

So I seem to be on a Regina binge lately and finished part 2 of ‘Regina And You’. It’s 16k words and only includes 6 episodes of season 3. Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7.1 Part 7.2

Regina And You - Part 2

Warnings: Smut, swearing

Words: 16k

You all get back to Storybrooke and step off the boat. You stand beside Regina as you watch everyone reunite with the people they care about. 

“Happy to be home?” She asks you and you nod.

“I am, but I’m happy that I’m here with you. It wouldn’t be home without you.” You tell her and she brings you in for a side hug.

“We couldn’t have done it without her.” Snow says and you look to see her pointing at Regina. Everyone then goes to her to thank or congratulate her and you step aside and let her have her moment.

You and Regina are talking with everyone and then you hear Henry yell out about Felix. You all go to him and decide to lock him up as he’s too loyal to Pan. David takes him and Henry decides he wants to spend time with Regina and Regina is more than happy to do that. She takes him and grabs your hand as she brings you both home. 

“Home sweet home.” She tells you all and Henry immediately goes to his room and Regina smiles at him before looking at you. “Maybe I should make us all something to eat, something that isn’t berries.” She tells you and you nod as she grabs both your hands.

“Oh my god, if I have to eat another berry then I’m going to lose it.” You tell her and she laughs.

“Well what do you want? I’ll make you anything.” She says and you think about it.

“How about your lasagna?” You tell her and she smiles.

“Of course, I’ll go make it right now. Come keep me company in the kitchen.” She tells you and you follow her. Unknown to both of you, Henry watched the interaction from upstairs. 

While she’s making the lasagna she asks you to taste test the sauce and you tell her it’s perfect. She finishes after 20 minutes and then she calls Henry down to eat.

“Here you go, since we’re all tired of berries for a lifetime.” She says as she sets the lasagna down for all of you. You let Henry go first and then Regina lets you take some before she puts some on her plate. 

“It’s good mom.” Henry tells her and Regina smiles at him. 

“Thank you, and I’m glad to have you back.” She tells him and he nods.

“Are you two together?” He asks and you look at her.

“Are we?” She asks you and you think about it.

“I don't know, we never really talked about what we are.” You say. “I wouldn’t say no to calling you my girlfriend though.” You add and she smiles at you.

“I like that, you’re my girlfriend then and I’m yours.” She says and you nod.

At night you lay in Regina’s bed as she goes to tuck Henry in. She comes back a few minutes later and she sighs as she gets in bed.

“What’s wrong?”

“He’s still freaked out about Pan, although I don’t blame him.” She tells you and you grab her hand.

“He’s locked up securely and I know you’ll protect him from anything.” You tell her and she nods.

“I‘ll protect you from anything as well.” She says and you kiss her.

“I know, you proved that in Neverland as you kept saving my ass.” You say and she chuckles. “Now come on, it’s been an emotional week and I’m exhausted. I don’t think I’ve had a proper sleep the entire time we were there.” You say and get comfy.

“Y/n?” She asks and you look at her. “Can I put an arm around you?” She asks.

“You’re still a big spoon?” You ask and she nods. “Of course, I wouldn’t say no to cuddling with you.” You tell her and she wraps an arm around you before you both go to sleep. 

You wake up and the first thing you notice is that Regina isn’t beside you. The second thing you notice is the smell of breakfast being cooked and you stretch before you get out of bed. You put on a robe of hers and then you make your way downstairs. You walk into the kitchen and you wrap an arm around her and she smiles.

“Morning.” She tells you and you lay your head on her shoulder.

“Morning.” You say sleepily. 

“Did you just wake up?” She asks you and you nod. “Well maybe some coffee will wake you up, I just made a pot.” She says and she nods towards the coffee pot.

“Maybe.” You tell her and then you grab a mug and pour a cup before making it how you like. 

“Even during the curse, you still made your coffee the same way.” She tells you and you look at her.

“Were you stalking me?” You ask her and she shrugs.

“Maybe a little.” She confesses and you let out an airy laugh. 

“By the way, how were those books I gave you?” You ask her and she looks at you.

“I liked them, although I kept picturing that the two girls were us.” She tells you and you hum. 

“How come you only went into the library once since Emma got here?” You ask her.

“Honestly?” She asks and you nod. “I guess I was scared. I was only watching you from afar for so long and the thought of being able to talk to you and you remembering this time, I guess it just scared me and I don’t know why.”

“It was different and you had the chance to make up for what you did.” You tell her.

“Ya, and yet I couldn’t do it. I still kept looking at you from afar.” She tells you as she turns the stove off.

“I remembered you though. When we were talking at the diner, I kept feeling that I already knew you, and I guess I was right.” You tell her as she places the food on 3 plates. 

“You usually are right.” She tells you and hands you a plate along with a kiss.

“Only usually?”

“Well I do have to be right sometimes.” She tells you as she brings the two other plates to the table and then she goes to wake Henry. 

After breakfast you both get ready and then Regina gets a call. She answers it and her smile turns into a frown after a few seconds.

“Ok, we’ll be right there.” She says and then hangs up. “We have to go, the blue fairy was just killed.” She says and then goes to get Henry. You both get to where everyone is as they’re covering up the blue fairy with a blanket. “What the hell happened?” She asks as you both approach everyone. 

“The shadow, it killed her.” David says and you look at Regina who looks to be in disbelief.

“Pan’s shadow? I trapped it on the sail.” She says.

“Well it got free.” Emma says and Regina pulls you in tight. Neal, Tink and Hook leave to get the candle and Emma stands up and blames it on Pan.

“Emma, we trapped him in Pandora’s box and that’s sealed in Gold’s shop.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“Who else would be doing this?” She asks you and you look down.

“So Pan can still hurt me?” Henry suddenly says and you have a weird feeling about him, although you don’t say anything as you don’t know him that well.

“We don’t know that.” Regina immediately tells him.

“But we have to assume he’s still a threat.” Snow says and you nod.

“And that he’s after Henry.” Emma adds.

“I agree with them.” You tell her and Regina looks at everyone before looking at you and she takes a deep breath.

“Then what am I doing here?” Henry asks, a little scared.

“He’s right, he’s not safe out in the open.” David says and you look at Regina.

“You’ll protect me, right?” Henry asks Regina and she immediately puts an arm around him.

“Yes, of course.” She tells him and you look at Emma who is looking at them suspiciously.

“Go, we’ll take care of the shadow.” Emma tells Regina and the three of you go to leave. “Actually Y/n, we can use your help.” She tells you and you turn around and nod.

“Like hell she’s going with you.” Regina immediately says and you look at her. “She’s coming with Henry and me where I can protect both of them.” She tells Emma.

“Regina-” You start but she cuts you off.

“No, I’m not taking a chance.” She tells you sternly.

“Regina, I want to help them, if I can help then I will.” You tell her and she shakes her head. “I’m positive they’ll protect me, they’re all heroes.” You tell her and she takes a deep breath.

“We’ll protect her while you protect Henry.” Emma tells her and Regina nods.

“Protect her with your life.” She tells Emma before giving you a kiss and then leaves with Henry. 

“Regina, wait.” Emma says as you go to stand next to Snow and David. “We have to get to Gold’s shop.” Emma says as she comes back.

“Why?” You ask her.

“To get that box, if Pan is somehow controlling The Shadow from the box then we have to find out.” She explains and you all head to Gold’s shop.

“I’m afraid we’re closed.” Gold says as you all run towards him and Belle.

“Pandora’s box, give it to me.” Emma commands.

“And why would I do that?”

“We need to open it.” She tells him.

“And let Pan escape? Are you crazy?”

“He’s somehow controlling the Shadow from inside the box.” You tell him. “Henry’s life is in danger and it already killed the blue fairy.” You add and he looks at you and then back at Emma.

“And you think letting Pan out will change that?” He asks skeptically.

“Yes, because we can stop him, finally and forever.” Emma tells him and then he goes and retrieves the box.

They all drive to the town line together after coming up with a plan.

“There’s no magic beyond the town line.” Rumple says. “If we release Pan outside Storybrooke, he’ll be powerless to fight back.” He adds and then goes to step out of the town line.

“Uh-uh, I’m doing this.” Emma tells him and you look at her.

“I can cross the line and retain my memories.” He tells her.

“It’s not about that.” She says and you twiddle your thumbs as you watch Emma and Rumple talk. After a couple minutes Emma crosses over the line and Rumple opens the box and puts it over the town line. You all watch as Pan’s body comes out of the box and he gets ups and turns around. 

“Mom?” He asks and he catches Emma off guard.

“What?” She asks.

You then all watch as you all figure out that Pan switched bodies with Henry. You see as Emma and Henry hug each other and then a thought comes to mind.

“If Henry is in Pan’s body then that means Pan is in Henry’s body with Regina, in her crypt.” You tell them and then you all head to Regina’s crypt.

Rumple finally manages to get past Regina’s protection spell and you, Rumple and Snow walk in first. You all see Regina’s body on the floor and both you and Snow run to her. 

“Pan’s gone.” David says.

“We’re clear down here.” Emma yells to everyone outside.

“Regina wake up.” You say and Rumple goes over to her. He waves his hand over her and she stirs awake.

“What happened?” She asks as she wakes up and looks at all of you.

“It’s Henry, somehow Pan switched bodies with him.” Emma tells her.

“And I fell for it.” She says and you rub her back.

“We all did.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“I wanted to believe what he was saying so badly, I missed all the signs.” She says and you help her up. “I just wanted to believe that he still needed me to be his mother.” She adds.

“I still do.” You all hear and you turn to look at Henry in Pan’s body.

“Henry?” She asks and he walks forward and immediately hugs her.

You then all figure out that Pan took the curse that created Storybrooke and brought everyone here.

“Why would Pan even want the curse? I already cast it.” Regina says and she holds your hand.

“And I broke it.” Emma adds.

“Well that doesn’t mean that he can’t cast it again.” Rumple explains. “And this time, without your parent’s true love woven in, even you would be powerless to break it.” He tells Emma and you look at Regina. You watch as everyone chats more and you just focus on laying your head on Regina’s shoulder. 

After a few minutes you all step outside to try and figure everything out.

“The last curse was created to service the Queen’s wishes. This will be done per Pan’s desires. I would count on something hellish.”

“The curse was built to be unstoppable, there’s nothing that can be done.” Regina explains.

“Well it is possible to stop it.” Rumple says and you all look at him.

“What?” Regina says.

“By using the scroll itself.” He says. You watch them all talk about the curse and how Regina is going to break it. 

“The rest of us will go back to my shop, and prepare Henry for the spell.” You hear Rumble say.

You all are in Rumple’s shop as you wait for the other’s to return with the black fairy’s wand and you’re sitting beside Regina who’s sitting beside Henry.

“She’s back, the blue fairy. She gave us the wand.” David comes in saying.

“She’s alive?” You ask him and he nods.

“Do we need anything else?” Emma asks and you all look at Rumple. Rumple then gets the cuff out that they put on Regina and goes to Henry.

“It renders anyone with magic utterly powerless.” He explains and Regina looks at Hook.

“I haven’t forgotten about that, by the way.” She tells him. 

“I haven’t either.” You say and she wraps an arm around you. 

Rumple then explains to Henry what will happen when he does the spell to switch the bodies back.

“And you’ll be back in your own body.” He finishes with and gets up to go look at the book.

“And you hang on to that scroll.” Regina tells him. “And you come find us as fast as you can.” 

They get ready to cast the spell while you, Regina and Emma get up so Henry can lie down. Rumple does the spell on Henry and he falls asleep. He then begins moving uncontrollably.

“What’s happening?” Emma asks.

“Henry’s spirit is leaving Pan’s body.” Rumple explains and then his body stops moving.

“It worked.” Regina says with a smile.

“Let’s go find our son.” Emma says and you all leave the shop.

You all find Granny and you ask her to track Henry.

“I’ve got his scent, he’s nearby.” She suddenly says and you all follow her to the library.

“The tower?” Snow asks.

“Yeah.” Granny says and then you see Henry run out and he goes and immediately hugs both Emma and Regina. He then hands the scroll to Regina and she goes to do the plan but then you see a small purple blast and she faints.

“Regina!” Emma yells.

“Regina, wake up!” You yell and she opens her eyes.

“Y/n?” She asks and you nod and help her stand up. 

“What happened?” You ask her and she looks at Henry.

“I saw what needed to be done.” She says.

“Mom, are you going to be ok?” Henry asks and she bends down.

“The important thing is you will be.” She tells him gently and you look at her confused.

Then the scroll suddenly disappears from her hand. “No he won’t.” You hear and look to see Pan there walking towards you all.

“He has the-” Hook starts to say and then Pan freezes all of you.

You then all are witnesses to just stand and watch as Pan decides who to kill first. You then see Rumple come and talk to Pan, then he kills Pan with the dagger and then he and Pan disappear in a black smoke. 

You then all unfreeze and you see Belle drop to her knees as she starts crying. Regina then walks forward and picks up the scroll.

“Regina, are you ok?” Snow asks her.

“I’m fine.” She says and you immediately know she’s not.

“Regina, don’t let him die for nothing.” Neal says and you look at Regina.

“Regina.” You say, trying to get her attention as she seems frozen.

“What?” She asks.

“His curse remains, can you stop it?” Hook asks her.

Then all of a sudden Leroy comes running yelling. “It’s here! The curse! Its here! It’s coming from all sides.” He yells out.

“We can still stop it right?” You ask Regina and she still seems frozen. “Regina?” 

“Yes.” She says and then Emma seems to ask the important question.

“Well what’s the price? Gold said that there was a price. What’s our price?” Emma asks her and Regina finally turns around.

“It’s not our price.” She says. “It’s mine.” She adds and you look at her confused.

“What are you saying?” You ask her.

“It’s what I felt when I first held it. I have to say goodbye to the thing I love most.” She says and Emma looks at her.

“Is that Henry or Y/n?” She asks her.

“Henry.” She says and Henry steps forward. “I can never see him again. I have no choice, I have to undo what I started.” She says and she looks at you. You then all listen to them talk about what’s going to happen.

“You’ll go back to the Enchanted forest?” Emma asks.

“All of us, except Henry.” Regina explains. “He will stay here because he was born here.”

“Alone?” Emma asks, worried.

“No, you will take him.” Regina says.

Emma is in denial at first but then accepts that she has to go with Henry.

“I’ve known you for quite some time.” Regina says. “And at first all I wanted was for you to get the hell out of my life so I can be with my son, and make sure you don’t break the curse so Y/n won’t remember what I did to her.” She says and you look down before looking at her. “But really what I want, is for Henry to be happy.” She says, trying not to cry. “We have no choice, you have to go.” She tells Emma sternly.

You then all go to the town line and you look back to see the curse drawing near. You look to see the Charmings hug goodbye and Regina looks to see you worried.

“We’ll be ok as well.” She tells you.

“Will we remember what happened here or will we forget?” You ask her.

“We’ll remember, don’t worry, I won’t be the evil queen. Never again.” She says softly and you nod.

“Go say goodbye to your son.” You tell her and she turns around and says goodbye to Henry. She then explains what will happen when the curse is completed. You watch as she says goodbye to Henry again and then you go to stand next to her as she watches Henry get in the car. She then destroys the scroll and works her magic to change the curse and then you’re all enveloped in the curse.

You then black out and then you open your eyes again and then you’re suddenly in your bed in your old house. You look around and you’re confused as to what happened. You get up and change your clothes and then you go outside and see everyone just as confused as you. 

“Y/n.” You hear and you see Snow and David there.

“Hey, what…what the hell?” You ask as you see Snow looking incredibly pregnant. “You weren’t very pregnant when we left, you weren’t even pregnant.” You tell her.

“I know, we were just as surprised as you.” Snow says.

“It seems a year has gone by, do you remember anything?” David says and you think about it.

“The last thing I remember is we were all saying goodbye to Emma and Henry and Regina casted the curse and then I wake up in my old bed.” You explain to them.

“Same with us.” Snow says.

“Y/n!” You hear and turn around and see Regina running towards you. She catches up to where you are and immediately hugs you and you hug her back. 

“I randomly woke up in my bed and I was so worried.” She says and then looks at Snow and David. “What happened to you?” She asks Snow.

“It looks like a year has passed.” You tell her. “Do you remember anything?” You ask her and she shakes her head.

“The last thing I remember is casting the spell.” She says.

“Same with us.” You tell her.

“So how are we all here?” Snow asks.

“Someone must have casted another curse to re-create Storybrooke and send us all back, with wiped memories.” Regina says and you look at her.

“That’s a lot to process. I mean a whole year of our lives just wiped.” You say and she wraps an arm around you.

“We’ll find out what happened.” She tells you and gives you a kiss on the side of your head and then you nod. 

“For now, how about we all continue our lives in Storybrooke, I’ll let everyone know that as well.” David says and you all nod.

“Come on, let’s go home.” Regina tells you and you nod and follow her to her car.

“Actually can we go to my place and get some of my stuff that I’ll need at your place?” You ask her and she nods.

“Of course.” She says and she follows you to your house. “You lived here?” She asks as she sees your crappy apartment.

“Not everyone got to live in a mansion.” You say as you get your suitcase and pack up some things. She looks around your place with interest as you pack. 

“It doesn’t look well lived in.” She tells you and looks at you.

“Well from what I remember, Storybrooke me recently moved in here.” You explain and she nods. You then try and get another suitcase from the top shelf but you’re having difficulty. Regina then uses her magic to transfer it from the shelf to your bed. “My hero.” You tell her and she smiles. “I wonder what happened during the missing year.” You say to her and she shrugs.

“Nothing good if our memories are wiped and yet another curse happened.” She tells you. “Maybe it’s best our memories are wiped.” She says.

“You didn’t cast it right?” You ask and she looks at you in disbelief.

“If I casted it then I would still have my memories and I for sure know that I wouldn’t wipe yours. I would also tell you if I did.” She tells you and you nod. You finish packing up all your things that you need for a couple of weeks and she helps you bring it to her car and she drives you both back to her place. You get to her place and you both get comfortable on the couch. You lean on her and she wraps an arm around you.

“Do you think we did it during the missing year?” You ask.

“Did what?” 

“Had sex.” You ask her and she laughs.

“That’s the first thing you want to know? Your priorities are out of whack.” She says.

“It’s not the first thing but wouldn’t you want to remember our first time together after so long apart?” You ask her and she hums.

“I want to remember all of our moments together.” She tells you and you kiss her. She grabs the back of your head and deepens the kiss. You moan into the kiss but then she pulls back and you whine at the loss. “I want to go further but we won’t if you’re not ready.” She tells you and you look at her. 

“I’m not sure if I’m ready or not.” You tell her and she nods. 

“It’s ok, I’ll wait until you’re ready.” She tells you and you look into her eyes.

“Really?”

“I’ve already waited 30 years, I can wait a bit longer.” She tells you and you kiss her again.

“Do you know what I do want right now?” You ask and she looks at you. “Some food, I’m starving.” You tell her and she giggles before she stands up. 

“Let’s go to Granny’s then.” She says and you both head there. You walk in the place and you let out a breath. 

“Hey Granny.” You say as you walk up to the counter. 

“What can I get you two?” She asks.

“Two burgers with fries please.” You tell her and she nods before getting that ready. You then look back and you see Regina looked upset and you rub her arm. “Hey, what’s wrong?” You ask her.

“It’s Henry, I know it’s been a year but for me it’s like I just lost him.” She tells you and you give her a hug, she immediately gives you a hug back and you hear her sniffling. 

“I’m sure he’s ok, I’m positive him and Emma are having a happy life right now.” You tell her and she nods.

“Maybe.” She says and you wipe away a tear that falls. You then sit at the counter and talk to each other as you wait for your food to arrive. Your food arrives and then you immediately dig in and she giggles. “You’re eating like you haven’t eaten all day.” She says.

“For all we know, that could be what’s happened.” You tell her and she hums.

 “True.” She says and begins eating as well. 

After you’re both finished, Regina pays the bill and then you both leave and go back home. 

“I’m going to go unpack my things.” You tell her and she nods. 

“Want me to get some hot chocolate ready?” She asks and you nod.

“I’d love that, and maybe a movie as well.” You tell her and she nods.

“Sounds like a perfect night.” She says and you go unpack. Once you get back downstairs, Regina has the hot chocolates ready and the tv ready for a movie. “What do you want to watch?” She asks and you go to look at her movie collection.

“Why do you have everyone’s story as movies?” You ask her and she looks to see what you’re holding. “Snow White and the seven dwarfs? The Little Mermaid? Cinderella? And who’s this Disney?” You ask her and look at her.

“From what Henry and Emma told me, the world here views us as fairytales and they made movies about us with the movie company called Walt Disney” She explains to you.

“Let’s watch them.” You tell her with a smile.

“In the movies, they don’t tell what really happened or a lot of backstory. Just the true love story.” She tells you.

“I still want to watch it.” You say and she shrugs.

“Alright.” She says and you put in Snow White. You watch it and you get to the part where it shows the Evil Queen and you burst out laughing. “What’s so funny?” She asks.

“Nothing, just… you look much hotter than how they made her.” You tell her and she chuckles. “She has a loyal crow? That’s kinda like your father.” You tell her and she nods.

“He never stopped believing in me, never stopped seeing the good in me.” She tells you. 

“I know. He liked me by the way. We talked quite often.” You tell her and she looks at you. “And I have no doubt that he’d be proud of you right now. Seeing you happy is what he always wanted for you.” You tell her and she gets you to relax on her chest and she gives a kiss on the top of your head.

“You and my father were the only two things that stopped my heart from being fully black.” She tells you and you hum. 

You both continue watching the movie together and your eyelids are getting heavier. Once the credits start rolling you can’t stop them from closing and fall asleep on her chest. Regina notices as she stops the movie and then looks at you to see you fast asleep. She strokes your head and keeps you there for a few minutes before using her magic to bring you upstairs into bed and into your pjs. She goes upstairs and gets ready for bed before sliding in the bed beside you and falling asleep.

You wake up the next morning and you see Regina is still asleep beside you, so you carefully turn around and just stare at her face.

“What are you looking at?” She asks sleepily and opens her eyes all the way.

“I’m looking at you, thinking how beautiful you are.” You say and she smiles and grabs your hand.

“You think I’m beautiful but have you seen yourself? You’re the definition of perfection.” She says and you smile and look down, trying to hide your blush. She gets you to look up at her and she gives you a kiss. 

You grab the back of her head and deepen the kiss. You slide your hands down her body before putting them under her shirt and feeling her skin. Before you know it, she moves to go on top of you without breaking the kiss. She trails down to your neck and begins to leave kisses there.

Suddenly you get a flashback of her being the evil queen and you being in bed with her and she’s getting exactly what she wants from you, a pretty distraction.

“Stop! Get off!” You yell out and she pulls away but doesn’t move.

“What?”

“Get off me, please.” You tell her and she quickly gets off of you and looks at you. 

“What’s wrong?” She asks as she sees you upset.

“I thought I was ready but I’m not.” You say and she goes to sit beside you.

“It’s ok, I already said that I’m willing to wait.” She says and wraps an arm around you and you nod. “How about we go to Granny’s and have some breakfast there?” She asks you and you nod.

“I’d like that.” You say softly and she smiles.

“Then come on, let’s get ready and go.” She says and you both do just that. You walk into Granny’s and she tells you to go sit at a booth while she orders. She gives her order to Granny and she gets a coffee to sip on and she turns around to see where you’re at. 

You suddenly hear the sound of a cup breaking and you whip your head to see her staring at another table.

“Sorry, I hope I didn’t startle you.” She says and then Emma gets up and you widen your eyes. You watch Emma bringing her away and you look at the table she came from and see Henry there. David sees you looking at them and then Snow comes up to talk to you.

“Hey.” She tells you.

“How are Emma and Henry back? She told me that they wouldn’t remember us.” You ask.

“Apparently Hook paid her a visit and gave her a memory potion. But there wasn’t enough for Henry.” She tells you.

“Of course you get your daughter back but Regina can’t have her son.” You snap and she looks at you. “Sorry.” You say and she nods.

“It’s ok, I understand.” She tells you. You then get up and tell Granny that you’re getting your food to go and you’ll pay for the cup that Regina broke. A few minutes later you get handed your food and then you see Regina storming out of Granny’s. 

“Regina!” You yell out and run after her. “Regina, hey, slow down.” You say as you catch up to her.

“Leave me be Y/n, I want to just be alone right now.” She tells you and you grab her arm. “I said leave me alone! What part of that don’t you understand?” She yells at you.

“Snow told me what’s going on.”

“So you know why I want to be alone then.” She tells you sternly and begins to walk away again.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be alone right now.” You tell her and she keeps walking away. She hears you run after and she then disappears into smoke and you sigh. You then head home and eat your breakfast while you put hers in the fridge for whenever she returns.

You then get a text from Emma saying that she’s gathering everyone up at city hall to talk. You walk all the way to city hall and you take a seat near the front. You watch as everyone starts arguing and throwing blame around and Emma gets them to quiet down.

“Yes we believe that people are being abducted as they approach the town line.” She says and you don’t notice Regina walking in. Regina walks in and notices you sitting near the front and she stays at the back.

“So we’re trapped here, again?” Granny asks.

“It’s no different than last time.” Emma says softly.

“Last time we lost our memories, this time we get dragged into the woods.” Leroy says grumpily.

“Do you know who cursed us? And why they want us here?” Belle asks.

“I’m working on it. But it’s hard to figure out who cast a curse when no one remembers the last year.” Emma says and you sigh.

“Who? Isn’t it obvious?” Leroy says and you turn around to look at him.

“Do you remember something?” Emma asks him.

“Who cast the last curse?” He says and you scoff. “Who knows how to use it? Who’s the only one who ever did anything like this before?” He yells out and then looks at the back. “The Evil Queen!” He says and you see Regina there and everyone turns around to look at her.

“For once, I am just as clueless as the rest of you.” She tells everyone.

“You expect us to believe that?” You hear someone say.

“It’s the truth.” Regina says.

“This curse has your fingerprints all over it.” Granny says and you’ve had enough and stand up.

“If she says that she didn’t cast it then she didn’t cast it.” You tell everyone.

“She could be lying.” Granny tells you.

“She told me that she didn’t cast it and I believe her.” 

“Your feelings for her could be clouding your judgment.” Leroy says.

“And your hatred for her could be clouding yours.” You shoot back.

“Think about it, she still has her big house.” Granny says and Regina speaks up again.

“You think I care about my house? About my job? About any of these things?” She asks.

“Regina, please, just tell us the truth. We’ll understand.” Hopper says and you look at her.

“Speak for yourself.” Granny shoots at him.

“I am telling the truth.” Regina says. “If I had done this, there’s one thing I’d have right now. My son.” She says as she looks at Emma.

“Yeah, you’re not getting anywhere near him, until I get to the bottom of what’s going on here.” Emma says.

“Emma, what are you doing?” You ask her.

“We’ve been through this before, I’m innocent.” Regina tells her.

“Yes, that’s what you said before. But now I’m wondering if I believe you.”

“Emma, she’s innocent.” You tell her and you look to see everyone start crowding around her.

“Don’t come any closer.” She tells everyone.

“Regina.” Emma says and you move towards her but Emma holds you back.

“Do you remember who you’re dealing with?” You hear her say.

“Emma let go of me.” You tell her and she shakes her head.

“If you all want me to be the Evil Queen, then fine, that’s exactly who you’ll get.” She says and you look at her with wide eyes.

She then moves her hands and you feel the ground shaking beneath you and Emma holds onto you. You then see Regina disappear into a cloud of smoke. Emma then goes after Regina and you follow her out of the town hall.

“Why did you stop me? I could have helped her when everyone was against her.” You say angrily.

“Come with me.” She simply says.

“Why would I do that? You’re going to capture her.” You tell her and she looks around and walks up to you.

“I’m not going to capture her, we set this up.” She tells you. 

“What? Why?”

“Come on.” She says and you follow her to the mayor’s house. “An earthquake?” Emma asks her.

“I had to make a statement, and you’re fine.” She says and then you walk in.

“Now will you tell me what’s going on?” You ask them both.

“Y/n, Emma and I set this up to find out who really cursed us.” Regina tells you. “We’re going to try and recreate the memory potion that Hook gave Emma.”

“Why wouldn’t you just tell me this before?”

“Cause we had to make this believable and you’re a terrible liar.” Regina tells you as they get set up to try and recreate the potion.

“I’m not, I can lie. I’ve lied to you about a lot of things back before the first curse.” You tell her and she shakes her head.

“Y/n, honey, I love you but you couldn’t lie even if your life depended on it.” She tells you and you scoff. “Tell me I’m wrong.” She says with a smirk. 

“It would have been nice to know about this plan.” You say with a pout.

“You know now, but you can’t tell anyone.” She tells you and you nod. “By the way I knew every time you were lying to me before. I just pretended I didn’t.” She tells you and you gasp.

“And to make that little show at town hall believable, you had to defend her.” Emma tells you. “We knew that’s what you’d automatically do.” She adds and you look down and nod.

“It is nice to know that you’d try to defend me even if everyone is turning against me.” Regina tells you.

“Well why wouldn’t I? I know you’re telling the truth.” You tell her and she gives you a kiss.

“Good, now I’ll have to ask you to stand on the other side of the table.” 

“Why?”

“Cause if you were right beside me then I wouldn’t be able to concentrate properly.” She says and you smile and then go to stand on the other side. “And not in my direct eye line.” She adds and you move a few more steps. “Can I see it?” Regina asks Emma and she gives her a vial.

“What’s that?” You ask.

“A couple drops of the memory potion that Hook gave me. Do you think that’s enough?” Emma asks her.

“To use? No. To replicate? I think so.” She says.

“We can start waking people up.” Emma says.

“And figure out who cursed us.” You say and Emma nods.

“And I can make Henry remember me.” Regina says. “Thank you.” She tells Emma.

“For what? We haven’t done anything yet.”

“Besides Y/n, you saw how quickly everyone blamed me. But you, you believe I didn’t cast this curse.” Regina says. “I know that wasn’t easy for you.”

“Sure it was, I knew you were telling the truth.” Emma says and you just watch the interaction.

“Maybe this was some super complicated ingenious plan.” Regina finishes and you realise you blanked for a second.

“It wasn’t. My superpower may not be perfect but with you Regina, I always know when you’re lying.” Emma tells her. 

“I can tell as well.” You add and Regina looks between you both.

“This time you’re telling the truth, you didn’t do it.” Emma adds after you.

“Even though you know I can’t live without him.” Regina says.

“There you go, telling the truth again.” Emma says with a smile.

You sit back on a chair and just watch as Regina works on the potion and eventually Emma sits on the chair beside you and watches as well. Eventually Regina adds some powder to the last of the memory potion and mixes it together.

“Did it work?” You ask and she looks at you.

“There’s only one way to find out.” Regina says and swallows the potion. 

“Well do you remember?” Emma asks her and then Regina gets angry and throws the vial against the wall. You wince a bit due to the noise and sigh.

“I’m guessing it didn’t work.” You say to her.

“I must have missed an ingredient.” Regina says, annoyed.

“Should you try again?” You ask her.

“I already used up what was left of the potion Hook gave Emma. “There’s nothing left to replicate.” Regina says, frustrated. “I can’t live in this town if Henry doesn’t remember me. That’s worse than any curse I ever could have casted” She says and you get up. 

“Regina, we’ll find a way to get everyone to remember again, including Henry.” You tell her and she hides her face in your chest.

“How do you know that?” She asks.

“Because I believe in you.” You say and she glances up at you.

“What if we can still find the person who cursed the town?” Emma suddenly asks and you both look at her.

“Haven’t you been paying attention? I can’t make any more potion.” Regina says and you rub her back.

“You don’t have to make anything. We can still catch the person.” Emma says.

“How?” You ask her.

“We’ve been running a con by making this potion in secret, what if we’re running the wrong con?” Emma says to you both.

“What do you mean?” You ask her as Regina tries to calm down.”

“It’s an old bail bonds trick, you smoke out the perp by making them think you’re on to them.” She says and that gets Regina’s attention.

“How does that help us?” Regina asks.

“If the person who cast the curse thought we were about to make a memory potion…”

“They’d want to stop us.” Regina finishes.

“Yes. And then we set a trap for them when they do. We just need to get the word out that you’re close to making all this work.” Emma says and you look at her. 

“We know the perfect person to tell.” You tell her and Regina smiles.

You and Regina set a trap while Emma goes to tell Leroy. 

“Do you think this will work?” You ask her as she sets a spell on her office.

“I put a blood lock spell on it, and you know no one can break that.” She tells you with a smile. 

You then go to Emma’s car and the 3 of you wait in there, looking at the office window. You end up getting bored and just play a game on your phone while they keep watch.

“For a former maid, you have a short attention span.” Regina tells you.

“As your former maid I was constantly on the go. Your castle wasn’t exactly small.” You counter. “Plus I was your personal servant and you weren’t not demanding.” You add and she looks at you.

“I was out trying to destroy Snow White everyday.” She says.

“If that’s what you want to tell yourself then keep telling yourself that.” You tell her and she turns to Emma.

“So, do we just sit here and wait?” She asks her.

“Until the person who cast a curse makes a move on your office.” Emma says.

“Is this really what you do for a living?” Regina asks and Emma nods.

“Yeah, it’s called a stakeout.” Emma says.

“Sounds boring.” You say.

“I agree, I mean you don’t get bored?” Regina asks her.

“I don’t know. You find ways to pass the time. Eat. Talk. Mostly watch, which is what we should be doing.” Emma tells her.

“Does he have friends?” Regina suddenly asks Emma and you look up from your phone.

“Does who have friends?” Emma asks.

“She’s asking about Henry.” You tell Emma.

“Yeah, he has a lot of friends. No girlfriends yet, at least not that I know about.” Emma tells her.

“So, he’s happy?” Regina asks. “His life is good there?”

“Yeah, I almost didn’t come back because of that.”

“Then why did you?”

“Because he may not remember all this, but I do. And I know what he would say. A hero would come back.” Emma tells her.

“He would say that.” Regina says with a smile.

“Are you sure you don’t want to meet him? We can just tell him you’re an old friend, like Mary Margaret and David.” Emma offers.

“It would be too hard.” Regina says and you rub her back and she looks at you with a thankful smile.

“I can’t imagine…” Emma starts to say but then she stops. “We’ve got them.” Emma says and you all look at the office. You then get out of the car and run to the office. “You sure whoever’s in there can’t escape?” Emma asks her.

“I sealed the room with a blood lock. It can keep you out or it can keep you in.” Regina explains. “I know what I’m doing. Y/n stay behind us.” She tells you and you nod. Regina then unlocks the door and you all barge in. 

“There! Don’t move.” Emma yells.

“There’s nowhere for you to go.” Regina says and then they disappear in a cloud of green smoke.

“Didn’t you say you sealed it with a blood lock?” You ask Regina and she nods.

“Then how did they do that?” Emma asks her.

“No one can break through blood magic, no matter how powerful they are.” Regina says and she grabs your hand to bring you closer to her.

“Then who are we dealing with?” You ask them.

You all then head back to Emma’s car and then she drives you to her parents place. 

“Why are we here?” You ask her.

“Because it’s time Henry meets you.” Emma tells Regina.

“What?”

“He’s your son too, he should know you.” Emma tells Regina and you all make your way up to the apartment.

“Maybe this isn’t a good idea.” Regina says before they enter.

“It’s going to be fine, trust me.” Emma tells her.

“Do you want me to wait out here?” You ask Regina.

“No, I need you with me.” Regina tells you and then grabs your hand as you all walk in.

“Hey, how was your day?” Emma asks Henry.

“Good.” Henry says and you close the door. “Storybrooke is a weird place, but cool. Did you know there’s a library inside a clock tower?” Henry asks her.

“I do, I’ve been there before. Come on, I want you to meet a couple people.” Emma says and brings Henry to you both and you feel Regina tighten her hold on your hand. “This is Regina Mills and her girlfriend Y/n Y/l/n. Regina is the mayor of this town and she wanted to meet you.” Emma tells him.

“Is something wrong?” Henry asks Emma.

“No, no, nothing’s wrong. Your mother just told me a lot about you. I hear you like school and that you’re good at English.” Regina says and you grab her hand with your other hand.

“Um yeah. Why’d she tell you all this?” Henry asks her.

“Because she couldn’t be prouder of you.” Regina says and then she’s at a loss for words so you speak up.

“While you’re in town maybe we can give you a tour sometime.” You tell him. “We can show you around.” You offer and Regina nods.

“Maybe even stop for ice cream.” Regina adds and Henry smiles.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” Henry says. “So um, it was nice meeting you both.” Henry adds and you see Regina go to hug him but he holds a hand out to shake. She then freezes but then takes off a glove and shakes his hand and you do the same. Henry then goes and grabs his phone and goes to sit on the couch.

“How was that? You ok?” Emma asks Regina and you rub her back as she nods.

“It was a start.” She says and then David and Hook walk in, looking stressed. 

“We need to talk.” David says and then Emma ushers all of you outside into the hall.

“They’re being turned into flying monkeys?” Snow asks.

“Yes, he took on simian form, with the added bonus of wings.” Hook says and Regina wraps an arm around you.

“Do you think that’s what happened to the missing dwarfs?” Snow asks.

“It would explain why we haven’t found any trace of them.” David says.

“And Neal?” Emma asks.

“No sign of him either. So yeah, it’s possible.” David tells her.

“Hang on, this is starting to sound really familiar.” You say and everyone looks at you. “Back in the enchanted forest before I worked for Regina, I heard of a place of a green witch who had flying monkeys who served her.” 

“You’re thinking the Wicked Witch of the West?” Regina asks and you nod. 

“The one who broke into your office disappeared into a cloud of green smoke. How many witches do you know use green smoke?” You ask her and she thinks about it. 

“I think we know who cursed us.” Regina says after a couple seconds.

“Seriously? She’s real, too?” Emma asks in disbelief.

“You’re the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming.” You remind her.

“I don’t get it, it’s not like we’re in Kansas. Why would the Wicked Witch of the West want to come to Storybrooke?” Emma asks and you all take a few seconds to think.

“Who knows, but it can’t be good.” Regina says. “We should head home.” Regina tells you and you wrap an arm around her and then you both disappear in purple smoke before reappearing in the mansion.

“The Wicked Witch of the West is in Storybrooke, I heard she’s powerful.” You say and Regina instantly casts a spell on the mansion. “What are you doing?” You ask her.

“A protection spell. In case she decides to pay either of us a visit, she won’t be able to. Only the two of us can enter and exit here.” She says and you nod.

“That’s a good idea. I’m going to get ready for bed, it’s been a long day.” You tell her and she nods and follows you. You both get ready for bed and then fall asleep.

“Y/n?” She says and you open your eyes to see Regina staring at you. 

“What?” 

“Emma is asking us to go over to Snow and David’s place to figure this out more.” She tells you and you yawn before nodding your head. 

“Will there ever be a day where there’s not a threat?” You ask as you get up.

“You're teamed with the heroes and villains, no days off.” She tells you with a smile. “Besides you once mentioned you wanted adventure.” She adds.

“Yes, that’s when I was just a maid and was only reading about them in books.” You tell her as you pick out some clothes to wear.

“Well now you’re living your own story.” She says and wraps her arms around you from behind and gives you a kiss on the cheek.

“And it kinda sucks.” You say as you lean into her touch and she chuckles. 

“Come on, get dressed and I'll make breakfast that you can eat in the car.” She says and gently smacks your ass and you gasp in disbelief.

“Sneaky.” You tell her and she winks at you before going downstairs. 

You eat the breakfast she made you on the way to Snow and David’s place and you finish before you get there. You walk up and knock on the door.

“Oh good, you’re both here.” Emma says and she lets you in. You then all stand around the kitchen counter as you talk about it.

“So now that we know who we’re dealing with, how do we find this Wicked Witch?” David asks and you all think about it.

“Maybe start with asking if anyone has seen a woman with green skin?” Hook suggests.

“We’re cursed, in Storybrooke. She’ll look like any of us.” Regina says.

“Then we start somewhere we know she’s been.” Emma says. “Regina’s office.”

“I went over it with a fine-toothed comb, she left no trace.” She says.

“But you were combing for magic, maybe there’s physical evidence that you missed.

“Maybe we can track her.” David says.

“If you want to waste your time playing Nancy Drew, be my guest, but we can’t let Henry wander around alone with that witch and her flying monkeys out there.” Regina says.

“That’s a good point, Henry has no memory of anything about magic. He needs protection.” You say.

“Are you two volunteering?” Emma asks you.

“Regina, do you want to hang out with him alone?” You ask her.

“Are you kidding? You’re coming, I need to protect both of you.” She says and grabs your hand. “If you find anything, call me.” She tells Emma.

“Just remember, he thinks we’re here because I’m on a case.” Emma tells you both.

“Well, look who’s gotten good at lying.” Regina says with a smile.

“I just don’t want anyone to slip up.” Emma says and then looks at you.

“I’m not good at lying but I don’t gossip.” You tell her and she nods.

“As far as Henry knows, you’re just madam mayor and that’s it.” Emma says and Regina nods.

“I’m well aware of how Henry sees me.” Regina says and then you both leave. 

You both pick up Henry by saying you’re going on a tour and then you stop at the clock tower first and get out of the car. You then all stop for ice cream and Regina orders for all of you. You then all take a walk down by the lake. 

“How’s the ice cream?” Regina asks him.

“Delicious, my mom used to take me for gelato in Little Italy.” He says and Regina smiles. “But this is just as good.” He says.

“Well Storybrooke’s got its own charms.” Regina says.

“It does?” You ask her and she covers your mouth quickly and then turns back to Henry after she takes her hand off your mouth.

“Though I know it must seem quaint compared to the big city.” Regina tells him.

“It’s nice actually. New York’s great bit there are so many people that it can make you feel…”

“Alone?” Regina asks.

“Yeah.”

“That’s the best part of a small town. Everybody knows everybody.” Regina tells him and you nod. “It’s like… it’s like a big family.” She tells him.

“Do you have family here?” Henry asks you and you shake your head.

“My family died quite a while ago and then I moved here.” You tell him. “Started working for Regina and we fell in love.” You tell him and he nods.

“Can I tell you both something?” He asks.

“Sure?” Regina tells him.

“I don’t think it was just the case that brought my mom to Storybrooke.”

“What do you mean?” Regina asks.

“I think she wanted to get out of New York for a while.” He tells her.

“Why do you think that?” You ask him.

“My mom’s boyfriend, his name was Walsh. He proposed to her and two days later, she’s taking me out of school for some job in Maine.” He tells you both. “She wouldn’t take a job in Queens if it meant I’d miss school.”

“What do you think happened?” Regina asks.

“I don’t know. But I doubt we’d be here if she said yes.” He says and you nod.

“How do you feel about it? Did you like him, this Walsh?” She asks.

“I liked how happy he made her. Plus, it might be nice having more than two place settings during the holidays.” He says and you immediately grab Regina’s hand.

“I think one day you’ll have more family than you’ll know what to do with.” She tells him with a smile.

“You think so?” He asks her and she nods.

“I really do.” She tells him and then you all continue walking by the river.

“Maybe we should find somewhere warm soon.” You say and she wraps an arm around you.

“You have worn a skirt or a short dress in winter before, this shouldn’t bother you.” She tells you.

“And we were outside for like 5 seconds, this isn’t 5 seconds.” You tell her and she rolls your eyes.

“You’ll survive.” She tells you with a shake of her head.

“What if I don’t? What if I turn into a popsicle?” 

“Then at least you’ll stop complaining about the cold.” She tells you and you scoff.

“You’re so loving.” You say and then she sees you shiver.

“Fine, we’ll head inside somewhere so my shivering girlfriend can warm up.” She says. 

20 minutes later you all head inside Granny’s and she gets a call. 

“I’ll be right back.” She tells you both and you nod.

“So how is it dating the mayor?” Henry asks you and you think about it.

“I like it but it comes with challenges obviously. Like a lot of times she’s under stress and pressure with work that she has to do. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.” You tell him and he nods. “What do you think of Regina? You can tell me even if it’s something bad. She can be a lot at first sometimes.”

“I like her, she’s nice.” He says and you smile.

“Hey Y/n, sorry but I gotta go. Do you mind driving Henry back home?” She asks you and you nod.

“Ya of course.” You tell her and she hands you the keys. 

“It was great getting to know you Henry.” She tells him.

“Ya it was.” He tells her.

“I would love to do it again sometime.” She says and he nods.

“I’d like that.” He tells her and she nods before giving you a kiss and she leaves.

“Ready to go home or do you want to go somewhere first?” You ask him.

“Can we eat first? Haven’t had anything except the ice cream.” He tells you and you nod.

“Of course, what are you in the mood for?” You ask him as he looks at the menu. You both order when Granny comes to see you both and then she goes to get it ready.

“So how long have you and Regina been going out?” He asks you.

“We started dating a little over a year ago but I’ve been working for her for 5 years as her assistant.” You tell him.

“Do you still work for her?”

“Yeah, although I’m more the girlfriend than her assistant now, or I guess both in a way.” You tell him.

“If you’re her assistant then wouldn’t you have needed to go with her? Wherever she went?” He asks you.

“It depends what it is. I guess this time she didn’t.” You tell him and he nods. “So how’s school?” You ask him and then you get him talking about his life until you drop him off an hour later. 

You get home and Regina is already there and she walks up to you.

“Where have you been?” She asks.

“Henry and I ate at Granny’s and we talked until I dropped him off back home.” You tell her and hand her the keys to the car.

“You didn’t give anything away right?” She asks and you shake your head.

“No, the secret is still safe. He’s a great kid though.” You tell her and she smiles.

“He always was.” 

“Well I never really got to know him due to all the events and me avoiding you.” You tell her and she nods. “So did I miss anything?” You ask her.

“Well a couple things. The Wicked Witch got David’s courage and Rumple is alive.” She tells you.

“What? But we all saw him die.” 

“No, we all saw him disappear. It doesn’t mean he can’t be brought back as he’s the dark one.” She tells you and you nod.

“So what now?” You ask her.

“Now, I spend the evening with my wonderful girlfriend before we have to get up early tomorrow morning to meet at Granny’s before she opens.” She tells you and you giggle.

“And how should we spend the evening? Making out on the couch?” You say and she raises her eyebrows.

“Well I wouldn’t say no to that.” She tells you and wraps her arms around your waist and you laugh before she kisses you. 

You both spend the evening making out or cuddling on the couch while watching something and then going to bed a little earlier.

Her alarm goes off and wakes you while you’re in the middle of a good dream and you wake her up by hitting her in the face with a pillow.

“Ow!” She says and looks at you. “What was that for?” She asks.

“Turn that damn thing off!” You tell her. “I was having a good dream and it interrupted.” You tell her annoyed and she turns it off before looking at you.

“Oh ya? What was the dream about? Was it about a queen and her girlfriend?” She asks and you look at her.

“Maybe.” You say and she gives you a kiss before getting up.

“Come on, we gotta be at Granny’s in 30 minutes.” She says and you groan before getting up.

“One morning can we just sleep in?” You ask her as she throws an outfit at you.

“Maybe, who knows.” She says. “Now get dressed.” She says and goes to the bathroom.

You get to Granny’s and you immediately sit at a table and lay your head on a table and everyone looks at you.

“Aren’t you already used to early mornings?” Regina asks you and Granny gives you both a coffee.

“Thanks.” You tell her and then look at Regina. “Working for you didn’t start this early.” You tell her as she takes a sip of her coffee and then Emma comes in.

“Any sign of our quarry?” Hook asks her.

“I went all over that farmhouse and the land around it. Nothing.” Emma says.

“Now that the sun’s up, we should hit every place Gold might go. His house, shop, his cabin.” David says and you put your head up.

“Cause dead men love vacation homes. Can someone explain to me how this is even possible? We all saw Gold he…”

“Disappeared into nothingness. I know.” Snow says.

“So how do you guys all know he’s alive if you didn’t see a body?” You ask them.

“We saw straw being spun into gold.” David tells you.

“What and out of all the magical beings, he’s the only one that can do that or the only one you know who can do that?” You ask and they all look at Regina.

“I don’t know anyone else who does that.” She tells you.

“But there’s many magical beings that was in the enchanted forest. I should know as many of them feared you, tried to kill you or kidnapped me. More than once.” You say.

“I might have an inkling.” Hooks suddenly says and you all look at him. “Back when we were in the enchanted forest, Neal was talking about the possibility of getting his father back.”

“What? How?” David asks.

“He didn’t know how, he just… he missed his family.” Hook says and you sip your coffee.

“With all due respect.” Regina cuts in as everyone gets off track. “We have bigger issues right now than who brought Gold back. The fact that he was in the Wicked Witch’s basement, for one. I wanna know what the hell she was cooking up with him.” 

“That’s a good point.” You say as you take a straw, put it in your coffee and sip your coffee that way and Regina looks at you.

“And I thought I was the weird one in the relationship.” She says and you look at her.

“What?” 

“Drinking coffee with a straw?” She asks and you nod. “Were you always this weird or did I just not notice?” She asks.

“Both. I was a bit weird in the enchanted forest but you hardly noticed me.” You tell her and she nods.

“I’m gonna head to the farmhouse, Y/n, do you want to come with me?” She asks and you nod then sip the last of your coffee. “It’s possible this witch left behind some trace of potion or special ingredient.” She tells Emma.

“Have at it. Just be careful.” Emma tells her.

“Well she’s the one who needs to be careful. She invaded my space. And when I return the favour, I’m not pulling any punches.” She says and then looks at you. “Come on straw sucker.” She says and you get up and look at her.

“I’m pretty sure that’s a hooker name.” You tell her and she laughs as you both exit the diner.

“You have to admit, they make a cute couple.” Snow says and Emma nods.

“Y/n is the only thing grounding Regina right now and keeping her happy.” Emma says and then they get back to talking about Gold. 

A little while later you and Regina are walking around the house and then you hear a twig crack and you both turn around.

“Show yourself, you winged freak.” She says and then a man comes out of nowhere and shoots an arrow at you. Regina catches it before it touches you and you widen your eyes as it was just millimetres from your face.

“Apologies ladies. I thought you were the Wicked Witch.” He says and you look at him. 

“And I thought you were a flying monkey.” Regina says.

“I do hope my mistake hasn’t cost me my head, Your Majesty.”

“So you know who I am?” She asks and he nods.

“Your reputation in the enchanted forest precedes you.” He tells her and then looks at you. “And who are you?”

“My name is Y/n, I was her maid in the enchanted forest.” You tell him and he nods.

“I didn’t catch your name.” Regina tells him.

“Robin of Lockley, at your service.” He says and goes to shake her hand

“Robin Hood.” You mutter and she drops the arrow in his hand.

“The thief?” She says.

“Well, as we’re tossing labels around, aren’t you technically known as the Evil Queen?” He asks and she looks at him.

“I prefer Regina.” She tells him sternly and you look between them. “You think you can bring down the Wicked Witch with sticks?” She asks him.

“Well I’m certainly going to try.” 

“I’m afraid we’re too late. She’s long gone.” She tells him.

“Well, perhaps she left a trail.” He says as he looks at the house.

“I was hoping the same thing.” She says.

“So maybe we can go and check out inside the house.” You say and you start to walk towards the house.

“Well you ladies got yourselves a partner.” He tells Regina.

“I don’t remember asking for one.” She says as she starts to walk towards the house.

“You didn’t.”

“Just don’t get in our way.” 

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He tells her.

“Have we met before?” 

“I doubt I’d ever forget meeting you.” He tells her. “Unless, of course, it was during that pesky year no one can recall. All the more reason to find the witch.” He says and catches up to you as you were waiting for them. “Shall we?” He says to you and you nod before going to the house with him.

You three start looking around the house for any type of clues. You’re in the dining room while those 2 are in the kitchen. You hear them talking and you go closer to the kitchen but stay out of sight so you can listen in.

“You know, I’ve heard many stories about the great and terrible Evil Queen. But from this angle the “evil” moniker seems somewhat of an overstatement. Bold and audacious, perhaps, but not evil.” He says and steps closer to her as she turns around.

“The name served me well. Fear is quite an effective tool.” She tells him and he walks even closer to her and you pop your head a bit to see them. You see him reach behind her and grabs a bottle.

“What about this? Is this magical?” He asks her and she looks at it and then back at him.

“Not exactly. But it is a liquid that can conjure courage, give strength or even act as a love potion of sorts. It’s called whiskey, and no, it’s not magical, especially the next day.” She says to him and he grabs two glasses. “You wanna have a drink? Now?” She asks and you quietly leave the house and walk away. 

Robin is offering a drink and then she realises that she hasn’t heard movement in the house from you for a little bit.

“Y/n?” She calls out and she doesn’t get a response from you. “Y/n?!?” She calls out louder and looks around the house for you. “Y/n!!” She tries again.

“I think the girl you’re looking for is currently walking away.” Robin tells her as they're on the second floor and points to you off in the distance. 

“Oh for god sake, I’m gonna give her a piece of my mind.” She says and goes downstairs and Robin follows her. 

“You two are close aren’t you?” He asks her and she exits the house and begins walking quickly to catch up with you.

“She’s my girlfriend so yes.” She says.

“Oh, you have a girlfriend?” He asks and she nods. “I guess my flirting wasn’t going to get anywhere then.” He tells her and she stops and looks at him.

“You were flirting with me?” She asks.

“Of course, but I guess you aren’t interested.” He tells her and she goes back to walking after you. 

“Why did she leave?” She asks out loud.

“Maybe she saw me flirting with you.” He says and she stops and puts her head in her hands. She then looks up and sees you too far away to catch up with you on foot. 

“I have to fix this.” She says and then disappears in a cloud of smoke and Robin sees her appear right in front of you.

“Regina!” You scream out as she just scared the crap out of you.

“Why did you leave?” She asks and you go to continue walking away but she follows you.

“Didn’t want to be a third wheel with your new boyfriend.” You tell her and she grabs your arm but you pull it away.

“I have no interest in him.” She tells you and you look at her.

“Really? Cause he was obviously flirting with you and you did nothing to stop him.” You tell her and she sighs.

“I had no idea he was flirting.” She says.

“Are you fucking blind? He was right in your face.” You tell her.

“I thought he just had a problem with personal space or something.” She tells you.

“What happened to the woman who didn’t let anyone in her personal space?” You ask her.

“I’m not her anymore and you know that.” She says to you. “I’m not the evil queen anymore. You know that better than anyone.” She adds and you sigh.

“Whatever, I’m going home. You can finish searching the house without me.” You tell her.

“Great, we can talk again at home when we’re both calmer.”

“Oh I’m not going to your home, I’m going to mine, my apartment.” You tell her and she gasps in disbelief.

“You’re moving out?”

“No, I just want some space from you!” You yell at her and then you see Robin making his way over. “Just leave me alone!” You snap at her and then walk away, leaving her hurt. Robin catches up to Regina and she looks upset.

“Are you ok?” He asks her and she throws a fireball at a tree. “I’ll take that as a no.” He adds and then she disappears in a cloud of purple smoke. 

Regina watches you get home safely from a distance and a tear falls down her face. She then goes home and throws a vase at the wall and watches it shatter in a bunch of pieces and she goes to her knees.

A couple days later you’re both at Neal’s funeral and you don’t stand next to each other and a couple people definitely notice some tension. 

Snow comes up to you after the funeral as she notices Regina keeps looking at you with an upset expression.

“Is everything ok between you and Regina?” Snow asks you and you stay silent. “What happened?” She asks.

“Robin Hood was flirting with her and she didn’t stop him. She claims that she didn’t know he was even though it was obvious.” You tell her.

“She might not have actually known. She was never good at reading people.” Snow tells you and you look at Regina who quickly looks away from you. “She would never do anything to betray your trust, she spent too much time wishing she could fix her mistake and gaining your trust again.” She adds and you look at her and sigh. “You’re the only good thing in her life right now, do you think she would purposely sabotage that?” She tries a different approach.

“How were you able to get past her being the Evil Queen when she spent so much time trying to destroy and kill you?” You ask her and she takes a deep breath.

“Well, I always knew she was a good person as I knew her before she was a queen. So now that I see that good person returning, I’m happy for her as she’s trying to make up for all the wrong doings she did in the past and letting love back in her life again.” She says and you think about it.

“She really has changed, hasn’t she?” You ask her and she nods.

“You and I know it the best.” She tells you and you go over to Regina. You reach her and she just looks at you to see what you’re going to do. You then grab her jacket to push her towards you and you kiss her. Regina doesn’t hesitate to kiss you back right away. You then pull away and wrap her in a hug. Regina looks at Snow as she saw you two talking and she mouths ‘thank you’ to her. Snow smiles at her and nods.

You then all head to the wake at Granny’s and you’re eating some food on a stool while Regina is rubbing your back.

All of a sudden the door opens to someone you’ve never seen before. “My condolences.” She says and you can tell by everyone’s faces that she’s the Wicked Witch. “I’m so sorry I missed the funeral. I could never pass up a wake. Oh did I miss the speeches? Shall I make one?” She asks and Regina walks in front of you. “I mean, I am, after all, responsible.” She says with a smile and you see Emma going to lunge at her.

“Emma, no. Too many people will get hurt.” Snow tells her.

“Listen to your mother, she’s right.” She tells Emma.

“Regina, who’s that?” You whisper to her.

“The Wicked Witch, Zelena.” She tells you.

“Anyone who tries to interfere with my plan is gonna have to deal with the Dark One.” Zelena says and looks at the Charmings.

“Don’t come any closer.” David says and puts a hand over Snow’s stomach.

“Don’t worry. I’m not here for your baby. Not today, anyway.” She says.

“Then why are you here?” Regina says and Zelena looks at her.

“Now that my cover’s blown, I can finally pay a visit to my little sister.” She says and walks closer to Regina. Regina instinctively pulls you to go right behind her and Zelena smiles at the action.

“Who the hell are you talking about?” Regina asks her.

“Why you, of course, Regina.” She tells her and Regina looks at her confused.

“I’m an only child.” Regina tells her.

“Cora lied to you, Regina. I’m your sister. Half, if you want to get technical.” 

“Why should I believe anything you say?” Regina asks her and you peek your head around Regina to see Zelena.

“Oh, well, you shouldn’t. It’s a lot to swallow. Which is why I’ve brought a gift to help.” Zelena says and looks at you. 

“I don’t want a gift from you.” Regina says and gets you to go back behind her.

“Oh, but you shall have it. You see, my gift to you is this sad, sad day. Use it to dig into our past, Regina.” Zelena tells her and gets closer to her and Regina gets ready to attack if she needs to protect you. “You need to learn the truth and you must believe it. And then meet me on Main Street tonight. Say, sundown.” 

“And then what?” 

“Then I’ll destroy you.”

“This isn’t the Wild West.” Regina tells her.

“No, dear, it’s the Wicked West.” She says and then turns around. “And I want everyone to be there to see the Evil Queen lose.” She says and you peek your head around again.

“I don’t lose.” Regina says confidently and Zelena chuckles.

“Neither do I. One of us is about to make history. See you tonight, sis.” She says and then looks at you. “Might want to keep your girl close or someone can steal her away from you.” Zelena says and Regina grabs your arm.

“You’re not taking her.” Regina tells her and Zelena smiles.

“We’ll see.” She says and then she giggles as she leaves.

Regina then sits down and you go to sit beside her as everyone comes to gather around her.

“And Cora never said anything about her?” David asks her as you all questions her.

“I think I would remember if my mother told me she had a love child with a scarecrow.” She says and you sigh.

“It doesn’t matter if Zelena is your sister or not, she wants you dead. Any idea why?” Emma asks.

“I never even met her before today.” She says and you grab her hand.

“Doesn’t mean you didn’t do something to piss her off.” Emma says.

“You did manage to step on a lot of toes back in our world.” Tink adds.

“Well none of them were green.”

“Then there’s the missing year. Maybe you did something to her then.” Granny says.

“Stick to the lasagna, lady.” Regina says.

“Regina.” You warn her and she takes a deep breath.

“It’s starting to sound an awful lot like you’re all on her side.” Regina tells everyone and then grabs her coat.

“Where are you going?” You ask her.

“To find out exactly what this witch thinks I did to her. Are you coming or staying Y/n?” She asks you and you get up and follow her out.

You, Regina and Snow all go to the crypt as Regina goes through some things of her mom’s.

“Regina, is she telling the truth?” Snow asks.

“I don’t know. I haven’t found anything yet.” Regina tells her.

“Are you sure that Cora didn’t booby-trap her stuff? I mean I don’t think that a sleeping curse would be good for the baby.” Snow says and you look at her.

“If Cora enchanted some protection on her things then a sleeping curse would be the least of your problems, as you’d be dead.” You tell her and she looks at you then back at Regina.

“She’s right.” Regina says and then picks up a letter and opens it.

“David, Belle and Tink are locking down Main Street just in case this fight actually happens.” Emma says and you see Regina reading the letter.

“Regina, did you find something?” You ask her.

“A letter.” She says.

“What’s it say?” Emma asks.

“Zelena is my sister.” She says and then closes the letter.

“Regina what does-” You start to ask but she interrupts.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it. It’s my fight, I’ve got it handled.” She says as she closes the chest and then walks away.

“Regina!” You say as you run after her.

“Stay out of this Y/n.” She says and she keeps walking further into the forest and you run to go in front of her and she stops and looks at you.

“Please talk to me.” You tell her and she goes to sit on a log and you sit beside her. She takes a deep breath and then hands the note to you. You then open it up and read it. “Cora, dear, I finally got my hands on your firstborn. Never thought I’d find her, did you? Now I know why. She’s the most powerful sorceress I’ver ever encountered. Even more powerful than you. Stunning in every way.” You finish reading and you look at her.

“I’ve read that letter so many times, read it when I needed comfort or a boost, thinking that it was about me.” She tells you. “But Rumplestilskin was talking about Zelena.” She tells you. “He thinks she’s more powerful than I am. Which means there’s no way I can win this fight.” She tells you and you take a deep breath.

“You can win this fight, cause you have something to fight for.” You tell her and she looks at you.

“What do I have to fight for?” She asks.

“Well one of them is trying to comfort you right now.” You say and she puts her head on your shoulder. “And you have Henry who will remember you at some point, and you have a family here. She’s all alone, all she has is her anger.” You tell her and she hums.

“I need to do something before the fight starts.” She says and then she gets up. “Don’t follow me.” She says and then she disappears into the woods.

You go and meet everyone on Main Street as sundown is here and you don’t see Regina.

“Y/n, where’s Regina?” Emma asks you.

“I don’t know, I haven’t seen her for a couple of hours.” You tell her and she goes back to her parents.

“Now listen up, we need you to get back to your homes…” David begins to say.

“No one’s going anywhere.” Zelena says and you all turn to look at her. “This show needs an audience.” She says and walks towards all of you. “Out of my way, munchkin.”

“I’m a dwarf.”

“That’s even worse.” She says and you to stand next to Emma and Zelena looks at you

“Where is she, hmm? Don’t tell me, she’s a coward. Well this isn’t good, for any of you. If my sister’s not here in five minutes, I’m going to let the Dark One off his leash.” She says and you look at Emma.

“What do we do?” You ask her and she’s at a loss for words.

Five minutes later, Zelena looks at the clock tower. 

“Time’s up. Who do you want to kill first, Rumple?” She asks him.

“He’s not killing anyone.” Emma says as she steps forward. “If you want to fight someone, Zelena, fight me.”

“Sorry, dear, I don’t dance with amateurs.”

“I’m not an amateur, I’m the saviour.” She says with way too much confidence.

“Appears someone’s got an inflated sense of self worth.” Zelena tells her and then get Rumple to send her flying into two people. Zelena then looks at you and smiles. “What about you? My sister isn’t keeping you close to her, big mistake.” She says and she gets Rumple to start squeezing your throat with magic.

“Let her go!” You hear and you all look to see Regina there. She gets Rumple to stop choking you and looks at her sister with a smile. “Didn’t anyone tell you? Black is my colour.” Regina says.

“But it looks so much better on me.” Zelena says and you watch as they have a little chat and then Zelena sends Regina flying into a car. Regina immediately gets up and conjures a fireball. Zelena immediately makes it disappear and you start to fear for Regina’s life. Especially when she picks Regina up by her throat with magic and then sends her flying into the clock tower.

“Regina!” You scream out and then you run to the clock tower. You enter the clock tower and you hear the conversation.

“Our mother taught me one thing, never bring your heart to a witch fight. Something you’d know if she hadn’t abandoned you.” You hear her say and you have to admit that’s a great insult.

“You haven’t won, Regina. I will get your heart! I will get everything you ever had!” She yells out and then summons a broom.

“Not today.” Regina tells her and Zelena flies away on a broom and you immediately run to her and everyone catches up and you figure out Zelena is planning something and needs Regina’s heart.

“Where is your heart?” You ask her and she transports you both into the woods and Robin comes out. “You left it with him?” You ask her and she nods.

“Is it still here?” She asks him and he gets it and hands it to her. “Actually, can I keep it here for a bit?” She asks him and he accepts the responsibility.

“Y/n, I hope I didn’t cause much trouble between you and Regina, she truly loves you.” Robin tells you and you nod.

“Just know if you flirt with her again then I’ll rip your heart out myself… with a knife.” You tell him and he nods.

“Fair enough.” He says to you and Regina looks at you impressed.

“Shall I bring you to my place or your place?” She asks you. 

“Your place, bring us home.” You tell her and she transports you to the mansion. She then checks you over and you look at her. “What are you looking for?” You ask her and she does a scan of your body with her magic.

“She started choking you with magic, want to make sure you’re ok.” She tells you and you look at her.

“I’m ok.” You tell her. “You protected me.” 

“I don't know what I’d do without you. These past two days were so bad without you.” She says and you kiss her. You then push her right up against you and deepen the kiss.

“Bring us upstairs.” You tell her and she wastes no time in transporting you both to the bedroom. You both get on the bed, with her on top and she gently pushes you back onto your back and you keep kissing her. You put your hands under her shirt and you push it off of her and you pull back to get a good look at her after a few years, at least for you. “I’m giving you full control.” You tell her and she tilts her head.

“Are you sure?” She asks and you nod.

“I love you.” You tell her and she smiles at you.

“I love you too.” She says and then kisses you. She then trails down to your neck and makes sure to leave hickeys there, marking what’s hers. She then moves her hands down to the hem of your shirt and slowly pulls it off of you, giving you time to back away. You don’t and she takes your shirt off and she looks at you without a shirt on after many years of watching you from afar, wanting you again. She then reaches behind you and expertly unclips your bra and she flings it across the room. “Still as beautiful as ever.” She says and you smile at her.

“Let me see you.” You tell her and she snaps her fingers and her bra and pants are gone and she’s left in just her underwear. “You look beautiful.” You tell her and she runs her hands down your stomach.

“So are you.” She tells you and you smile. She then cups your boobs and you let out a moan. “Tell me something, the last time you had sex, was it in the enchanted forest with the Evil Queen?” She asks and you nod. She then bends down and hovers her mouth over a nipple. “So you’re tightly wound up then.” She tells you and you whine. She then smirks at you and then wraps her mouth around your nipple and you gasp out. 

You feel her sucking, licking and leaving a small nip and you almost forgot how good she was with her mouth. You feel her run her hands all over your stomach as she switches nipples, always touching you in a way. 

“Regina, please.” You gasp out as you feel her tongue circling around your nipple.

“What is it? What do you need?” She asks, already knowing the answer.

“I need you.” You say and she tilts her head.

“I’m already here.” She says and you whine. “Whining isn’t gonna get you what you want. Not this time.” She tells you and then leaves a trail of kisses down your stomach.

“I need you inside me.” You say and she smiles. 

“Why didn’t you just say so?” She tells you and then snaps her fingers and your pants and underwear are both gone. She looks at you without any clothes on and she hums, you’re just as beautiful as she remembers. “I’ve been wanting you to be mine, completely, for a long time.” She says and you put your hands on the back of her head and you pull her down for a kiss. While you two are kissing, she runs a hand down to your entrance and feels how wet you are. “You are just soaking for me.” She says softly with a smile and then goes back to kissing you. While kissing you she slides a finger in your entrance and you moan into the kiss. She feels inside of you again and she can’t help but moan into the kiss as well. 

She slides a second finger inside of you and then starts pumping, pulling out gasps and moans from you. She pulls away from the kiss and kisses your neck so she can hear all the noises you make for her. Suddenly you feel your orgasm start to build and you start moving your hips so she puts her weight on you to pin your hips down. 

“Are you close?” She asks and you nod. She then starts going faster and you start seeing stars.

“Oh god oh god oh god!” You pant out and you close your eyes as you’re right at the edge. You wrap your arms around her waist and dig your nails into her as you come. She removes her fingers from inside you and licks them clean. She scratches your scalp as she gives you time to calm down from your orgasm and you smile at her.

“Have you come back down to earth?” She asks and you nod.

“Thank you.” You breathe out and she gets off of you. 

“For what? For the orgasm?” She asks as she looks at you.

“No, well yes, but thank you for being so loving with me.” You tell her and she smiles at you. “I wasn’t ready before cause I was afraid I was just repeating the same thing in the enchanted forest but you keep proving that you’ve changed. Snow reminded me of that after the funeral.” You tell her and she gently moves some hair out of your face.

“I’m willing to spend every day proving that I’ve changed. You and Henry give me a purpose and reason to not go back to being the Evil Queen.” 

“You just keep being you, the you that you are right now is the woman I always knew was there underneath all that hatred and hurt.” You tell her and then you turn your body to face her and move your hand to her hips and push her towards you. 

“What are you doing?” She asks with a smile. 

“Did you not think I wouldn’t return the favour?” You ask her as you cup her ass and then bring her leg to go over yours. “Do you mind removing your underwear for me?” You ask her and she snaps her fingers and the underwear is gone. “I have one question for you.” You tell her as you bring your hand to the top of her thigh. “When was the last time you had sex?” You ask her and she looks down. “You can tell me.” 

“It was the guy that was the sheriff that died.” She tells you and you hum. “It was on and off with him for 28 years.” She tells you and you move your hand to her entrance. 

“I doubt he was able to make you feel this wet.” You tell her as you feel how soaking she is.

“I sometimes had to imagine it was you to make myself wet enough.” She tells you and you smile. You then slide a finger in her entrance and she gasps out. You start pumping and she squeezes her eyes shut. 

“How does that feel? Does it feel good?” You ask and she nods.

“Yes, it feels so good, don’t stop.” She gasps out and you continue pumping in and out of her. She suddenly grabs the back of your head and grabs a fistful of hair. You then move your palm to her clit so it rubs against it at the same time that you’re pumping. As soon as you start rubbing her clit she gasps out, tightens her hold on your hair and you feel her clench around your finger. “I’m close, so close.” She moans out and you go faster. Her eyes are screwed shut and her mouth open as she’s right at the edge and then she comes with a gasp. 

You slow down inside of her before pulling out and you lick your finger clean as she calms down and opens her eyes. You see her breathing slow down and then she falls back on her back.

“How was it?” You ask her and she chuckles before looking at you with a smile.

“It was amazing, the last time I had a mind blowing orgasm like that was the last time we had sex.” She tells you and you smile at her. “Come here.” She says and you move closer to her and wrap an arm around her and lay your head on her chest while she wraps an arm around you protectively. She places a kiss on the top of your head and moves some hair out of your face and tucks it behind your ear. You both fall asleep not too long after that.

[moriitis]

Jeff headcanons?

꩜ Jeff The Killer HCs ꩜

Content/Warnings; mentions of heavy drug abuse, depressive episodes, paranoia, ED, binge eating.

Really heavy drug user, uses anything as a coping method and to just get high.

Not really a social person, spends most of his time alone.

Though when he does hang out with people, he can be pretty annoying or pretty mean there's no in-between.

Suffers with intense paranoia, constantly thinks that someone is after him or out to get him.

And has a lot of hallucinations too, which mostly results from the heavy drug abuse.

Tends to talk to himself a lot.

Really hates kids.

Struggles with hair loss, either because he pulls it out half the time or it just falls off in patches here and there.

He's skinny as fuck but he binges on food a lot, doesn't really gain much weight.

Has very nearly gotten caught by the cops before, either he's lingered around the crime scene for too long or he's off his nut on some drugs and just falls asleep at the victims house.

A huge kleptomaniac too, always stealing shit from houses. Even clothes sometimes.

Surprisingly a pretty avid reader, likes to read every now and again when he's alone and has the time.

Broke one of his knives once and had a breakdown, smashed the whole house and completely lost his shit.

And goes missing frequently.

Which requires one of the proxies to come hunting for him, which pisses them off, pisses him off and pisses Slender off.

From time to time he's considered turning himself in because at times his love and passion for killing burns out.

He's considered becoming a cannibal and tried human once and proceeded to vomit everywhere.

Has phases where he regrets killing.

Neglects washing for weeks on end so he fucking stinks.

When he's not high, he gets really depressive episodes where he'll find somewhere to rot.

Due to the lack of muscle and being pretty skinny, he's actually pretty weak; hence why he attacks his victims when they are sleeping as it gives him more of an advantage.

Got his head smashed in with a baseball bat once and EJ had to come running in to save his life, ripping the attackers neck open and then having to stitch Jeff's head up.

Jack is probably the only person Jeff get's along with well and he's the only person Jeff finds himself hanging out with a lot.

[spotlightlowlife]

hella decent vs hella descent

The satan character is decent.

A judge and a reasonable one at that who it seems is well respected among his peers, all the sins but sadboy showed to his court, there was plenty of room to speak and this court session was abruptly held because of one little snitch (with a good case) so we get the impression that he is a stickler for rules and justice.

No idea how powerful he is but he showed us something that this series has been lacking which is a hierarchy. A stickler for the rules but clearly had some favouritism and affection for Stolas who sits high as royalty, was Stolas spared by satan or is there a known and accepted exception to the rules when it comes to royalty? That was left open.

Stolas's punishment, if it's committed to could actually something excellent for his characters growth, the opportunity to genuinely slum it and gain empathy and appreciation for what is a lifetime to the average person.

I like how the moment Stolas lost his position the general public would turn on him, again, finally establishing that these titles stand for something.

We're definitely not missing out on sadboy Lucifer over at the hangout hotel, he truly isn't needed.

Stella can love her daughter and loathe her husband who loathed her right back. No proof that's she's the incompetent parent. Nothing hard to understand here. The Octavia scene could have made Stella look more of a villain had this all been her plan but no, her brother pulls the strings.

Still, Stella remains interesting .

I appreciate that Mammon was tediously bored, unbothered and was looking forward to taking a break to eat, like many people forced to be at meetings, this further told us that these meetings are something that must be attended like it or not.

They really laid it on thick that nobody likes this guy and were so petty about it, reminding us that he's gross, fat, glutinous, stupid, unfocused, childlike and doesn't get that those who aren't snapping at him don't like him either.

Were we supposed to find a grownup playing with toys that ranged from fidgit to toddler an annoyance or amusing, since the whole direction of this character is that he's offputting and wrong in every way possible?

Mammon had no time for Stolas's song yet Stolas would approach him briefly and knock over his building blocks, is his lack of interest in 'emotional' song and dance another reason we should be disliking him, who didn't have a song to sing in his episode where he additionally broke the mould of 'no fun'?

Why does Bee have issue with him? Wasn't she a fun, dismissive and shallow, binge eating and drinking pushing party girl when we last saw her? Couldn't these two easily be close?

What exactly is ancient Ozzie's issue with ancient Mammon outside of the past 10 years with 30 something Fizz?

Bee and Ozzie being attached at the hip and practically sharing lines is so tacky. They're reduced to cheering on Blitzø despite their few exchanges with him, exchanges which involved unresolved critique, these two are truly the worst, they got worst, Ozzie heckled Blitzø on before he got neutered, but after neutering he knows that Stolas had been lending out his grimore, Blitzø no longer has Stolas's book but now has Ozzie's crystal, so he's unser his jurisdiction now, a deal Stolas and Ozzie made behind Blitzø's back, how about talking about that? Bee on the other hand got neutered during her introduction, when she all of a sudden saw Blitzø as a huge problem that was ruining her party and killing a vibe though we saw no NPC walking out, now she's arguing that he's harmless? We don't get much of them but the brief moments we do get just dump on their credibility further but hey, what matters is they're both dating on Blitzø and co. level so they're 'nice guys'.

Two sides of the same coin is what they are. Though their opening lines were to cape for Blitzø things soon turned to Bee sex shaming Mammon, yes Queen Bee, the prince gluttony who sat cringing at Mammon's gluttonous display, makes the sex remark. I repeat, coin, two sides.

Really gives more credence to critism of fat phobia and acephobia (because asexual means nobody wants you, it's just another word for incel) that I've seen, there may be room to throw neuro divergence ignorance in there too.

[starseungs]

a dream and a dance. hjs.

han jisung x gn!reader — dreaming was a lot harder as an adult than it was back when you were but a small kid. but maybe—just maybe, you could indulge in this dream come true for once.

genre/s — fluff, pinch of angst, post-grad au(?) • 2.0k words

warning/s — alcohol, setting is in a nightclub, life is hard (idk how to explain this)

note — inspired by han's new skz-record: 1,2,3,4,5 ! also i know nothing about nightclubs but this was the theme that came to mind so im just basing off vibes 😭

2024 ⓒ starseungs on tumblr. do not steal, repost, or edit.

Dream while you’re still young—while you still can.

Growing up, that line had always been an integral part of your life. You still remember the first time you heard it; the soft hushes of your beloved grandmother as she handed you a bowl of freshly cut fruit on a particularly hot day. The six-year-old you once were was staring at the person behind the television, starry-eyed, as you studied the figure’s actions with intent. You could faintly recall a question being asked in that hushed living room, something along the lines of whether or not you found what they were doing interesting. It was a hazy memory for detailed descriptions, but you could imagine your younger self positively replying with an excited squeal, one fit for a child of that age, which would’ve been followed by the line that you’d have kept in your heart for the rest of your life.

As one would, you’ve cycled through your fair share of these so-called dreams in the duration of your early lifetime. There was a time in third grade where you made up your mind to become a science teacher—the thought quickly being replaced just a mere two years later when you found a sudden interest in becoming a chef. Sixth grade you talked big for their age, claiming that they would open their own restaurant after graduating culinary school, despite not knowing a single thing about cooking other than all the hours spent bingeing MasterChef. You would always get a laugh out of the memory, knowing that it, too, was but a short-lived dream of a young mind still easily impressed by the world around them.

The pattern of switching life aspirations continued past elementary, and throughout your hectic high school years. With the constant new experiences you faced day to day, it was inevitable that eventually you would start seeing everything in a different light. It was part of the maturing process, you’d come to realize a few years later—getting hit by the epiphany that you no longer went through your 24-hour cycle the same way you did back when you were ten. It was a bittersweet revelation, one that ended with you looking up old shows you used to watch and playing episodes until the sunrise before forcing yourself out of bed to get ready for class. 

That wasn’t the first time you pulled an all-nighter, but it was the first one that made you feel calm throughout the day despite severely lacking sleep. 

College came around, and now you had to face yet another hurdle in your journey: admitting that you had absolutely no idea what you were doing anymore. You were attending university—check. You were in a program you personally chose—check. You had a decent social life—check; or maybe half a point, since you didn’t exactly have much time to hang out with any of them, instead opting for promises of catching up that were slowly building in number but barely decreasing. Before you knew it, the degree life was slowly eating all of the dreams that were left inside of you, leaving you with a semi-paved path completely devoid of color. What was once a garden littered with numerous flowers of the rainbow now had wilted into dehydrated brownish hues, layed lifelessly beside the narrow road.

Perhaps your grandmother was right. Dreaming was a lot harder as an adult than it was back when you were but a small kid.

Still, you pushed through, just to see the end. There was no use turning back when you had already crawled your way up this high. All that was left for you if you did was a fall so hard that you doubt you’d even be able to recover. The image alone made you shiver, prompting you to lift the glass of liquor towards your mouth, letting the sip travel down your throat and feeling the faux warmth it provided. Your eyes shifted to the clock propped up against the bar counter’s wall, watching the hands tick at a uniform pace. It was weird knowing that time always stayed steady. These days, it seemed all over the place—sometimes slowing, sometimes speeding. At this particular moment, it was like a flowing stream. 

What kind of pace it was, you weren’t too sure. 

What you did know, though, was that the numbers on the clock were barely visible; bright neon LED lights being the only thing illuminating the dark room they called a nightclub. The speakers were blasting some upbeat pop song, entertaining the crowd trying to lose themselves on the dance floor. You could only watch from your bar stool as a girl trips over thin air, obviously a little too inebriated, before getting caught by her friend, who was now fussing over her drunken state. 

Burning liquid passed your tongue as you took another sip of your drink. Unlike that girl, you went to this place alone and on your own accord. In your mind, you contemplated why you chose to be here instead of a peaceful bar that didn’t involve a DJ and a dancefloor—but this works too. Maybe a part of you wanted to experience the thrill one last time before adult life completely takes a toll on you, so who were you to deprive yourself of the wish? Your university days had already ended just a few hours ago, with you stepping on stage to get your diploma. It wasn’t a crime to let yourself have fun after all the sacrifices you made for the sake of your damned future. 

And so you continued to watch—getting lost in the sea of bright lights and the crashing waves of your thoughts, before a familiar voice snapped you out of the trance you put yourself in.

“What are you doing here, looking all miserable like that?”

You blinked owlishly at the face that entered your line of sight. A face that was very recognizable to you, despite the undoubtedly long time you’ve gone without seeing it.

“Han Jisung?”

“The one and only,” Jisung grins. 

“Wow,” you breathed out, completely taken aback at the situation. “I haven’t seen you since our first year of uni! How have you been?”

You and Jisung used to be in the same major before he dropped out right before the start of your second year to pursue music. It would be an absolute lie if you said you didn’t miss him, especially since he was the first friend you ever made in university. You could still recall the moment he approached you in a class like it was yesterday—the Jisung of four years ago scrambling to take a seat after barely just beating the professor entering through the front door. The image of the freshly turned nineteen-year-old panting desperately evoked your concern, causing you to stare at him a little longer than necessary. But it wouldn’t be Jisung if he wasn’t observant, so he returned the stare without an ounce of shame and followed with a question if you had any spare water he could drink.

Luckily, your water bottle had just been filled a few minutes before class started, and thus a beautiful friendship was born.

Jisung took his hands out of his pockets before taking a seat at the empty bar stool to your right. “Life’s been great! Two semesters were enough for me to realize that the academic life just wasn’t for me,” he chuckles. “Oh, and congrats on graduating, by the way!”

You couldn’t help the small smile that found its way to your face at his greeting. “You knew?”

“Ah,” Jisung exclaims, leaning forward to rest his arms on the long table in front while still making eye contact to cement his presence in the conversation. “I attended the ceremony earlier, actually. You know—for Hyunjin and Seungmin. I also watched you stand on stage. That’s why I’m genuinely surprised to see you here like this.”

He looks around for a bit before returning to face you. “Where are your friends?”

You shrugged carelessly, not too bothered with the implication. “Not a clue,” you say with a light chuckle. “Probably out celebrating with their families—or maybe even with each other. Either way, I didn’t get an invite, but I already expected that.”

Jisung simply nods at your reply, and his lack of a reaction amused you more than it should. “And you? Out with Thing 1 and Thing 2?”

“Damn, they still call Seungmin and Hyunjin that? My legacy stood strong, huh?” Jisung barked out a hearty laugh before gesturing somewhere to the side of the club. “But yeah, our group’s over there in one of the sofa cubicles. You can join us if you want; it’s your day too, after all. We should be celebrating!”

You waved his offer away politely. “It’s fine, Jisung. I’m sure they wouldn’t want me crashing in. We’re not even close enough to do that.”

Jisung paused to think for a moment, his hand rising up to support his chin. Your eyes guiltily wander a bit higher, stopping at his rosy lips for a brief second before quickly going back to glare at your glass of liquor. 

Admittedly, you once had a crush on the man beside you. Han Jisung was one of the more attractive individuals on campus back then, along with the rest of his friend group. The lingering gazes of people weren’t foreign to you, as you had your fair share of experiences with them when you used to hang out with him. Jisung was simply someone who caught others’ attention, whether it was intentional or not. Of course, you weren’t exempt from that notion. The only difference was that he was a good friend you didn't want to risk losing and that you weren’t interested in dating at that moment. Romance was another dream of yours you couldn’t reach, no matter how much you yearned for it. And so you buried your feelings in a grave, eventually getting forgotten once he left your life.

You could only hope that a zombie apocalypse doesn’t start soon.

“Hm, alright,” he eventually chimes. “I’ll leave you be, soon. But, on one condition.” It was your turn to ponder over his words. 

“And what’s your condition, Han?”

Jisung attempts to hide the way he fidgets with his fingers, which you painfully caught on to too fast for your liking. He took a few more seconds to collect himself before sitting up straight and turning towards you to shyly say, “Dance with me?”

Your eyes widened into saucers, not believing what you had just heard. It was in an attempt to calm your racing heart that you accidentally froze into silence, your brain already deciding to keep 911 on standby in case you stopped breathing altogether. You internally cursed yourself for feeling a faint hope spark back in your heart, wishing for the romance you never let yourself indulge in. This wasn’t the time, nor was it the place, that you thought was appropriate to rekindle your teenage wishes. 

Unfortunately, your lack of a response made Jisung inhale audibly, seemingly preparing himself to bolt away in embarrassment—if only you hadn’t noticed his actions too, the year of friendship coming back to you to recognize his habit. You quickly willed yourself to spit out any words you could.

"Well, that’s sudden,” you shakily voiced out, but decided to lighten the awkward situation with a cough. “What, think I’m hot now after gaining a few more years?”

Jisung exhaled in relief. “Not exactly,” he rubs the back of his neck, “you were already hot from the beginning.” You roll your eyes at his answer.

“Haha. You think you’re so hilarious, Jisung.”

“That, I do,” he smirks, regaining his confidence. Jisung lifts a hand towards you, opening his palm in an offering gesture. “So, what about that dance?”

You scoffed good-naturedly before taking his hand, pulling him up his seat to drag the two of you towards the center of the establishment that was still as chaotic as you left it earlier.

“Make sure you show me a good time, Jisung.”

“Oh, you won’t be disappointed, Y/N.”

Maybe—just maybe, you could indulge in this dream come true for once.

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[quitealotofsodapop]

When does MK figure out his mate and son are in line for the Jade throne?

Also I know his pregnancy happens after the brotherhood, but I want Azure's reaction to his crush's son carrying and being mated to the royal line. ( Given other au's he'd see it as double black mail against Wu kong and the emperor.)

MK probably finds out that he's now connected to the royal family sometime after Red discovers his own connection to them.

One idea for the Au is that MK met Xiwangmu & the Jade Emperor on accident after one of his medical checkups with Lao Tzu. The Emperor feeling a guilt he had not felt in millennia, whilst the Empress cradled the distressed soon-to-be-parent in her arms.

Soon when he runs into her again around S4/5;

MK: "Hi Queen Mother lady!" Xiwangmu, smiling pleasantly: "Hello Xiaotian." Red Son, aghast: "What?! How do you two already know each other!?" MK: "I had a big-sad moment after one of my appointments, and after I unloaded a bit onto this tall guy in the gardens, the Queen appeared and started comforting me. She gave me a much-needed shoulder to cry on." Xiwangmu, soft laugh: "That tall guy you encountered was my husband." MK: "OH! Sorry I hadn't know at the time! I really feel bad I hadn't a chance to get to know the guy before the... you know." Xiwangmu: "It's perfectly fine, your mind was preoccupied with thoughts of yourself and your future child. My husband thought you were a charming spirit." Red Son, thoughts malfunctioning: "How in Buddha's grace did Noodle Boy meet my grandparents before I did!?"

Once MK and Red Son are a confirmed mated pair - MK realises from context clues that his mate is actually a Prince. Not just the heir of a demon clan - but "The Prince of the Cosmos" even!

MK has a little panic episode when he realises that in future, he might be considered the new Queen Mother (or King Dad) since he'll be married to the only other heir besides too-busy-for-romance-rn Nezha!

And his baby is considered an heir too!!!

Wukong finds his successor four-noodle bowls deep into a stress eating binge. He rubs MK's back until he calms down. He's quick to point out that the Queen Mother isn't retiring anytime soon, and that no one can really "replace" the Jade Emperor after he's been a fixture for the last thousands of years.

He's got forever to prepare.

Unless Nezha finds a certain handsome icy eastern dragon prince, or Erlang gets an heir within that time, and they beat him to the succession race. Then he doesn't have to care at all about celestial politics and just focus on being the Monkie Kid. That makes MK feel a little better. XD

As for the pregnancy itself! It actually started before the Brotherhood!

Possibly even as early as Season 2 with no Wukong to check if MK has buried himself recently (spoiler; he did on accident while trying to meditate the ick of LBD out of his brain). Lao Tzu could grab the gang to ask where tf his Furnace went, only for MK's human form to glitch out from hormonal changes, exposing the pregnancy on accident.

Wukong and Macaque both spend S3 staring at MK like he's Schrödinger's pregnant. He smells like he is. But clearly he isn't that clumsy or unfortunate to accidentally self-spawn a stone egg, right?

Spoiler; he is.

LBD has more ammo to torment MK with.

As for the Brotherhood themselves...

If Azure had sensed/smelled the Egg on MK when they had first met, he would have been shocked. Not only has Sun Wukong chosen a successor - but the same successor has an heir of his own cooking in the oven! How time flies.

Azure would more gently try to convince MK about the Brotherhood's plans, only for MK to go berserk thinking of how the Queen Mother, Nezha, or even Red could be hurt in the coup. But the monkey boy's powers are too weak and erratic to prevent canon from happening.

Peng and Yellowtusk are hesistant to raise their weapons to he pregnant demon. Peng has suffered the loss of a young niece and nephew before. And Yellow Tusk knows the anger a pregnant demon can wrought when pushed to their limits.

Red Son was another thing the Brotherhood was surprised to learn about when they busted down DBK's door - they had heard rumours but were not invited to any family events. The former agents recognise Iron Fan as a former celestial princess, and therefore her child an heir to the Jade Emperor's throne.

One slip of the tongue also reveals that MK is connected to all this... as the mate of the Emperor's grandson! Small world.

The scene with The Brotherhood vs The Demon Bull Fam still plays out as in canon, though with the Brotherhood more focused on taking hostages than convincing Bull to rejoin them. The Emperor's daughter & grandson would make pretty big bargaining chips after all. Red Son still manages to get away - his father pushing him aside to take the brunt of the Scroll's power.

During the attack on the Celestial Realm, Azure steps one foot towards MK, and suddenly has multiple blasts of Samadhi Fire to his face.

Red Son, burning furiously: "DO NOT TALK ABOUT MY MATE! DO NOT EVEN LOOK AT HIM!" DBK & PIF: (*surprised but proud clapping from the Scroll!!*) Mei, is amped up with her own fire: "I FUCKING KNEW IT!"

MK was a bit far away to hear Red's words amongst all the fighting and flames, but Macaque def heard it.

At that moment; Azure knows if he got his hands on MK, that the Queen Mother or even the Jade Emperor would bend to his will.

As selfish as the emperor is; even he would not risk the life of the one carrying his first great-grandchild...

If the boy doesn't tear him to shreds first.

Heaven hath no fury like a Shí Bǎomǔ protecting their kin.

[sinkovia]

Yes, Lieutenant: VI

Simon Riley x Fem!Reader

Violence.

Yes, Lieutenant Masterlist

Two weeks had passed since Simon made a promise to you that he would stop smoking, and true to his word, he kept his promise. Now, he sat next to you, aggressively chewing gum as you both watched Kitchen Nightmares together. The tranquility of your afternoon was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of your phone.

Glancing at the caller ID, you saw it was Captain Price calling. An incoming call from him usually meant there was a new mission.

Answering the phone, you put it to your ear. "Hello, Captain."

"Afternoon, Y/n," Price's voice crackled through the line. "I need you and Simon at the base for a debriefing at four. We've got a search and rescue."

“We’ll be there.” 

Simon wrapped his arm around you, "What does he want?"

"We're needed at the base for a debriefing in a few hours." He sighed and leaned back, clearly disappointed. "Wanted to finish this episode," 

You laughed and climbed into his lap, straddling him. Leaning in, you pressed your lips against his. You reached out to cup Simon's face, but as your cold hands made contact with his warm skin, he flinched involuntarily. 

“Bloody hell love, your hands are freezing” You laughed and quickly withdrew your hands.

"I'm sorry" you apologized softly, Simon gently took your hands and slipped them into the pockets of his hoodie.

"It's alright, love, 'm just trying to keep you warm." he reassured you with a warm smile, his eyes reflecting tenderness. 

You smiled and kissed him again. “We’ll be back tomorrow, we can order some pizza and binge the show,” 

Simon rubbed your lower back and smiled. “That sounds bloody nice.”

Your stomach had been bothering you all day, a nagging discomfort that refused to go away. Despite the persistent ache, you kept it to yourself, not wanting to worry Simon since you had a mission in a few hours. 

As you attempted to eat the lunch you had prepared, the nausea intensified, and you ended up rushing to the bathroom, barely making it in time before you vomited.

Concern etched your features as you washed your face and glanced at your reflection in the mirror. Was this just a passing illness, or a sign of something more serious? You couldn't afford to dwell on it for long; there was a mission ahead, and you needed to be at your best.

Simon threw you your cargo pants as you both got dressed for the mission ahead. "Wonder if the mission is going to be far," he mused aloud, a hint of curiosity in his voice. You sat down at the foot of the bed, slipping on one of your boots as you considered his question.

"Hope not, hate long flights," you replied, echoing his sentiment. Simon rolled his neck and laid back on the bed after finishing getting dressed. Once you had laced up your shoes, you joined him, laying down next to him and resting your head on his chest.

"Getting tired of work?" you asked softly, your hand gently rubbing his stomach in a soothing motion. Simon took a deep breath, contemplating your question. He cherished the moments spent with you, the comfort of being together at home, away from the rigors of their missions.

"Yeah, a bit," he admitted, his arms wrapping around your waist as he brought you close, finding solace in your presence. "I love staying in with you, being next to you all the time, knowing you're safe."

You sat up, leaning on your elbow and cupping his cheek with your hand. "Why don’t we retire then?" you suggested, your eyes meeting his as you expressed your willingness to leave their dangerous profession behind for a simpler life together. Simon's brows furrowed in surprise at first, then softened as he processed your words.

"You would retire, love?" he asked, his gaze searching yours for sincerity. You nodded, your smile widening.

"Don’t get me wrong, I love our job, but I love you more," you reassured him. His smile mirrored yours as he leaned in to kiss you, his arms tightening around you in a warm embrace.

"After this mission, we can binge-watch Kitchen Nightmares with no interruptions," you promised, a playful glint in your eyes. Simon laughed against your lips before flipping you over, showering your neck with affectionate kisses, cherishing the precious moments with you before the impending mission.

As you felt the queasiness rise, you turned to Simon in the driver's seat, your hand gripping the door handle tightly. "Simon, can you pull over at the next gas station, please?"

Concern etched his features as he glanced at you. “Are you feeling sick love? There's a plastic bag in the glove compartment.” You quickly grabbed it just in case you didn't make it to the restroom in time. As Simon quickly pulled into the parking lot you quickly grabbed your purse and opened the door. 

As you hurried out of the car and into the gas station, Simon's worried voice trailed after you, "Do you want me to go with you, sweetheart? Are you sure you’re okay?" You nodded, not trusting your voice as you rushed inside.

In the dimly lit restroom, you collapsed onto your knees in front of the toilet, your stomach lurching. The sensation of nausea overwhelmed you, and you retched, emptying the contents of your stomach. You wiped your mouth with a piece of toilet paper and flushed the toilet.

Taking a moment to compose yourself, you washed your mouth out with water before stepping out of the stall. Passing by the candy aisle, you grabbed a pack of gum, but your attention was diverted when you spotted a display of pregnancy tests nearby.

"Fuck," you muttered under your breath, a rush of anxiety flooding your senses. Panic surged through you. Could it be possible? Your mind raced with questions, and despite the uncertainty, you couldn't shake the feeling of dread. Should you take one just in case?

Your hand reached out almost on autopilot, grabbing a test along with the gum before heading to the register to pay. The cashier gave you a polite nod as you quickly grabbed your bag and rushed back to the restroom.

With trembling hands, you tore open the box and followed the instructions carefully. Placing the test on the sink, you waited anxiously for the results. A minute felt like an eternity as you stared at the test, your heart pounding in your chest.

Finally, summoning the courage, you reached out and picked up the test. Your heart sank as you saw the two red lines, confirming your worst fears.

You were pregnant.

You heard a knock on the door, causing you to jolt. "Sweetheart, are you okay in there?" Simon's voice carried concern, prompting you to act quickly.

"Yeah, give me a second, I'm coming out," you replied, your heart racing as you hurriedly turned on the sink to wash the pregnancy test and conceal it in your pocket.

As you opened the door, Simon's worried expression greeted you. He reached out to feel your forehead, checking for signs of fever. "Are you okay, love? You're pale."

"I'm okay, Si," you assured him, trying to sound convincing despite the turmoil inside. "I mean, I threw up, but other than that, I'm okay. I feel better now."

His brows furrowed with concern at the mention of your vomiting. "Was it something you ate? Are you sure you're okay, love? Price will understand if you need to sit this one out—"

"Maybe it was the takeout from last night? I'm not really sure, but trust me, Si, I feel a lot better now," you interjected, trying to ease his worries. To further reassure him, you let Simon buy you some Pepto-Bismol tablets, even though you hated the taste.

Throughout the drive to the base, the pregnancy test in your pocket seemed to weigh heavier with each passing mile. Your mind raced with conflicting thoughts as you debated whether to reveal the news to Simon now or wait for a better moment.

As Simon focused on the road ahead, you couldn't shake the uncertainty gnawing at you. Would he be overjoyed or overwhelmed? 

Should you wait until after the mission, giving a more relaxed environment for something so significant? Maybe you could plan something cute and creative to surprise him with the news at home, making it a special moment for both of you.

With each option playing out in your mind, you found yourself leaning toward waiting until after the mission. It felt like the right choice, allowing you both to focus on the task at hand and ensuring a more intimate and meaningful moment to share the news together.

As the base drew closer, you made up your mind to hold off on telling Simon, but the anticipation of the news only added to the weight of the test in your pocket.

You smiled in the passenger seat, a sense of joy and contentment washing over you. Not only were you both going to retire, but you were also going to have a baby.

"What’s got you smiling, love?" Simon glanced over at you, curiosity evident in his voice.

"I don’t know, I’m just happy. I’m glad we are retiring. We can finally be at peace, you know?"

"No more guns, no more blood, no more danger," Simon chimed in, a grin spreading across his face, "just Gordon Ramsey yelling at people with shite restaurants." 

You laughed and Simon rested his hand on your thigh as he continued to drive, a silent reassurance of his presence.

When you entered the base, you both headed straight to the debrief room where Gaz, Soap, and Price were waiting.

“You bloody lot are late,” Gaz remarked, shaking his head in mock disapproval.

“We’re on time,” Simon retorted, a hint of defiance in his tone.

“On time is late, L.t.,” Soap added with a click of his tongue and a smug smile.

"I’m sorry, Captain. It was my fault," you interjected, taking responsibility, "we had to stop on the way. I wasn’t feeling very good.”

“Are you a hundred percent?” Price placed his hand on your shoulder, tapping it gently, concern etched on his features.

“Tip top shape,” you assured him with a nod.

With that, Price began discussing the details of the mission. It was a simple search and rescue operation for a government official's kidnapped daughter. The intel was clear, and it was now a matter of executing the mission swiftly and efficiently.

"The people that took her are gang-affiliated, no cartel, no missionaries," Price explained, "should be a clean in and out."

With the briefing concluded, you all geared up and made your way to the helo, ready to embark on the mission ahead.

As the mission took a terrible turn, gunfire erupted all around you. Bullets zipped through the air, and the chaos was overwhelming. You found yourself crouched behind the crumbling remnants of a building, your heart pounding like a jackhammer in your chest.

The search and rescue had been nothing but a ruse to lure you into an ambush. Now, you were caught right in the middle of it. Your team was a couple of buildings over, leaving you feeling isolated and vulnerable.

Simon's voice crackled over the comms, filled with fear and concern. “Sweetheart, where are you?! Are you safe?” His words sent a jolt of reassurance through you, even amidst the chaos.

“I’m safe, Si,” you replied, your voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through your veins, “Do you see the smoke west of our entry point?”

Simon scanned the area, his heart pounding in his chest as he searched for any sign of the smoke you mentioned. “I see it. I’m coming to you, love. Don’t you dare move from there.”

His words provided a tether to reality, and you obeyed his instruction, hunkering down behind your limited cover and keeping a vigilant eye out for any approaching threats.

Your heart raced as you waited for Simon to come to your rescue, every passing second feeling like an eternity.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you clung to his words, finding solace in the fact that he was racing to reach you. When you heard his voice over comms, relief flooded through you. "Look north, do you see me behind the building?"

You turned in the direction he indicated and saw Simon crouched behind the building, "I see you," you replied, your voice quivering with emotion.

"Do you think you can get to me? I only have one smoke, it will give you cover on your left side," Simon's voice was urgent, filled with concern for your safety.

You glanced towards your left, where bullets were whizzing by, then back at Simon. “Yeah, I can make it to you,” you said, your voice determined despite the chaos around you.

“I need you to run as fast as you can, sweetheart,” Simon's voice trembled with worry and dread.

“Throw it, Si,” you urged, your adrenaline pumping as you braced yourself to sprint.

Simon pulled the pin and threw the smoke grenade. The white smoke expanded, providing you with cover as you bolted towards him as fast as your legs could carry you.

The world seemed to blur into chaos as you ran, the deafening sounds of gunfire and explosions ringing in your ears.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion to your right, and you turned to witness the fiery demise of an enemy helicopter, torn apart by relentless gunfire. 

The helo was crashing dangerously close to your position, the fiery debris raining down around you. The sight sent a jolt of adrenaline through you as you continued your mad dash towards Simon.

In the chaos, a piece of shrapnel tore through the air, piercing your stomach with searing pain. Shockwaves rippled through your body as you stumbled back, trembling fingers reaching to touch the deadly intruder protruding from your abdomen.

Blood began to ooze around the embedded metal, staining your gear. Simon's voice sounded distant, an echo in your ears as you attempted to stagger towards him, still determined to reach him. His figure seemed frozen in place, his expression laced in shock and pure agony as he watched the scene unfold before him.

He began to run, desperation etched across his face as he saw you falter, your legs giving out beneath you, and you crumpled to the ground.

In a blur of motion, Simon was by your side, his hands trembling as he assessed the gravity of your injury. With a sense of urgency, he scooped you up in his arms, cradling you against his chest, and sprinted back toward the relative safety of cover.

Through the haze of agony and shock, you clung to the warmth of his embrace, finding solace in the familiar strength of his arms. You knew you were in the hands of the one person who would stop at nothing to keep you safe.

As Simon navigated through the chaotic scene, his mind raced with thoughts of the past. He couldn't help but recall the similar situation two years ago when he had carried you in his arms to the med Evac. But this time, the situation was even grimmer.

You were cradled in his arms, your body limp and fragile. Blood trickled from the corner of your mouth as you struggled to breathe, each breath a laborious effort.

The piece of shrapnel embedded in your stomach caused excruciating pain with each step he took, but Simon pushed forward with determination, his heart racing with fear and anguish. He couldn't bear the thought of losing you, not after everything you both had been through together.

With every labored breath you took, Simon's resolve strengthened. He would get you to safety, and he would do whatever it took to save your life.

When he finally managed to reach the helo, he carefully set you down on the stretcher. The helo's engine roared to life, lifting into the air, carrying you away from the battlefield.

In that critical moment, as you lay on the stretcher, your strength waning, you fought to speak with him. Blood dribbled from your mouth as you struggled to speak his name.

"Simon," you managed to croak, the effort causing more blood to spill from your lips.

His face contorted with anguish as he held your hand, his voice desperate. "No, Y/n. You're going to be okay. You're not going to die. That's a fucking order, Y/n."

With a soft and weakened smile, you replied with the last of your strength, your voice barely above a whisper,

"Yes, Lieutenant."

[kernun]

Rainy Day with JJK Men

ft. satoru, suguru, sukuna, toji, nanami cw. suggestive, mentions of sex, mentions of drugs and alcohol note. this is my first time ever writing headcanons or anything in general so, I hope you like it and I would really appreciate the feedback If you have any. It's an AU cause dead daddies can't enjoy rain, thanks Gege. I may update this with some corrections. Also, English in not my first language.

SATORU. Hates rainy days. He's more of a sunflower. Won't stop complaining about being stuck because of the rain and how bored he is. He would be such a baby about it, all whinny and annoying.

Binge watches TV. But like, a whole series or a full fucking trilogy. Eventually loses interest and the TV becames some background noise as he scrolls through his phone.

Eats sweets cause he's bored. He would finish with all the snacks in the house and won't have a proper meal for the whole day.

Sex. He would chase you around the house, flirting and throwing shitty pick up lines until you give in.

SUGURU. Trying so hard to just chill. Since he's an overthinker, he enjoys rainy days when he has company and can keep his mind busy. Hates them when he's alone.

Windows open. He loves the sound and the smell of rain. Specially when it rains at night.

Bokworm. If you're into books, he would enjoy a long reading session as you both listen to the rain in the background. If you're not, he would still want to be in the same room as you, following you around with his book.

Plays some music, but something soft so he can still hear the rain ouside. Probably some Lo-fi.

SUKUNA. Nothing stops this man, he's a menace. Rain fears him. If he had to go somewhere, he just would.

Bike/Car dude. Spends some time in the garage cleaning or fixing his baby. Beer and hard rock playing on the background.

Casually joins you as you watch some episodes of some series but gets bored easily. He has the amazing skill to turn every situation into sex so...couch sex as Netflix plays in the background.

Orders food without thinking on the poor delivery guys getting soaked outside. He just doesn't give a fuck.

Smokes weed as he does any of the above.

TOJI. Watches some kind of sports stuff on TV. Whatever he can find. Or even shows like "Storage Wars" or "Forged in Fire". Probably with a beer. Or two...

He would have to run to the nearest store to buy frozen pizza for dinner and beer because he doesn't want to pay the delivery fees. He doesn't use an umbrella.

Takes some time to make tasks he's been delaying. You would have to chase him about it and tell him to move his ass but he'd eventually and reluctantly do it.

He would enjoy napping on the couch. ALL DAY.

Sex for sure. As many rounds as you're willing to go.

NANAMI. Restless daddy. He doesn't know how to chill. He needs to keep himself busy.

Fixes small stuff around the house he couln't take care of before because he's always working.

Cooks a nice recipe or bakes something. Definetly would ask you first if you crave something specific.

Cleans and do chores. If you're doing chores, he would take over cause he wants you to relax.

After a while of you complaining about how much load he takes, he finally listens to you and relax, spending the rest of the day with you, watching a movie or whatever you want to do riding him. He would struggle internally but he lets you take care of him for the day.

[blackholezyy]

Why Mai works but not Mermista? (LONG POST!!!)

I feel the writers had taken Mai from Avatar: The Last Airbender as inspiration for her character? Which technically isn’t bad. But while Mai worked as a character. Mermista failed.

Honestly, I hate Mermista as a character. She’s extremely boring, one dimensional and if written out of the plot, literally nothing would change. With Mai, she at least contributed to the plot. She helps Azula alongside Ty Lee to not only fight the Gaang, but also take over Ba Sing Se, her romance with Zuko actually becomes more important to the plot since she risks her life and status to save Zuko at the Boiling Rock, and of course, she’s most remembered for her line: “I love Zuko more than I fear you.”

But why is Mai a good character while Mermista isn’t?

Mermista is introduced pretty early on in S1. From the moment we see her, she establishes that her father retired and left her with a struggling kingdom. The gate is getting weaker everyday and people are leaving out of fear of the Horde. How does Mermista respond to this? Well, from her facial expression, we could tell she’s worried about her kingdom. Outside of her annoyance with Sea Hawk, we could tell that she cares about her people and kingdom.

We could still see this for the rest of the episode. While she didn’t do much to try and fix the Sea Gate (and it wasn’t even explained why exactly it was falling apart or why the Pearl was weakening). But she still personally contributes to fight off the Horde trying to invade her home.

Unfortunately, that’s where my praises end. For the rest of the series, Mermista didn’t do much to contribute anything to the plot. Even after her kingdom gets conquered, all she literally did was sit around in a bathtub binge eating ice cream as if she was going through a breakup. Even when she does actually do something to help her kingdom, it’s mostly off screen and when it’s actually brought up, it was to give Mermista a reason to yell at Entrapta.

Most things about Mermista is for comedic relief. She’s just the princess who doesn’t care about most things, sighs and groans all the time, and constantly complains. Her father, who left her in charge in the first place doesn’t even show up once. We don’t understand why she is the way she is. She is just a water, poor-written version of Mai.

On the other hand, Mai is a simple, but a well established character.

Even before joining Azula, we see that she’s bored with her life and isn’t scared to fight for her loved ones. She may not be a deep, complex character but still does enough to affect the plot in her own way. Not to mention, the reason why she acts the way she does actually gets explained.

She grew up privileged and could have anything she wanted so long as she behaved. She was required to remain quiet and behave properly to maintain appearances, her parents even scaring her to behave by telling scary stories, which she got nightmares of. Her strict upbringing led to her hatred of growing up in the Fire Nation, to become emotionally distant and eventually developed her knife throwing skills because of how she threw knives into the wall of her bedroom.

And unlike Mermista, people call her out on her dull demeanor with Ty Lee even calling her aura dingy, pasty and gray due to her lack of passion and interest. The show acknowledges that she constantly bottles up her emotions and how that may frustrate other characters. What’s great is that we see her start to be more passionate, even sacrificing herself to save Zuko and standing up to Azula. Unlike Mermista, Mai changes and grows. Mai wasn’t the same person as she was in her introduction while Mermista just stays the same as she was since her introduction.

And it’s such a shame since Mermista could’ve been an interesting character. Maybe the reason why she’s so emotionally distant is that she grew up in a similar situation as Mai? Maybe her father put so much expectation on her as the future Queen? Maybe she bottles up her emotions because she doesn’t know how to express herself? But unfortunately no. She’s just a stereotype.

Overall, Mermista is wasted potential. You can write emotionally distant characters without them being reduced to a stereotype. Mai is a prime example. It’s a shame that the story didn’t utilize her as much as they should’ve. But then again, what else can we expect from the SPOP writers?

[kaciidubs]

Binge Watch [Season 2 - Episode 1]

-🪼 [Jellyfish nonnie]

❣ Summary: You had plans to watch the new season of Jujutsu Kaisen with Jisung - turns out he had something else he'd rather do. ❣  ❣ Word Count: 880 ❣ Warnings: Slight Dom! Reader, Sub! Jisung, smut, fluff, slight humor, no anime spoilers, oral [fem receiving], desperation ❣  ❣ Female! Reader [No use of Y/N] | You/Your pronouns ❣  ❣ Additional Tags: Han is referred to as Jisung, Ji, Sungie, and baby, Reader is referred to as Jagi, and baby, lightly edited ❣ Stray Kids Masterlist ❣ General Masterlist

"I promise I'll still listen to the show!" He said.

"You won't even notice I'm there, please, Jagi." He begged.

Of course, you and your hubris went on to believe that Han Jisung was capable of multitasking while his head was between your thighs; which turned out just as you thought it would.

"Ji, can you be a little- mm, fuck, you be a little quieter? I can't hear the TV if you keep moaning like that."

You'd barely gotten into the first episode of the newest season of Jujutsu Kaisen and your oral-obsessed boyfriend had already made himself at home between your legs.

After arduously avoiding spoilers as best as you could, today was the day that you both would camp out on the couch in the living room and binge watch all of the episodes that were released.

That is, until he cuddled next to you with those pouty lips and round, pleading eyes as he begged for a quick round before you got started. Of course you denied him, knowing that if you'd given him the pass, then you wouldn't be watching any episodes until well into the afternoon.

No, today was binge watch day, and you would be vigilant and stand your ground against anything that tried to sway your plans.

That vigilance folded like origami the moment he said he'd do all of the work, and turned out to be a beautiful crane when he revealed that all he really wanted to do was give you head.

So, here you were; pajama shorts and panties in a pile on the floor, a couch pillow tucked under your head as you laid across the sofa with Jisung settled perfectly between your legs, lips already shining with your arousal.

"Mm, 'm sorry," he mumbled against your pussy, lifting his head to take a shivering breath, "you taste so good, I can't help it."

"Yeah, well, keep it down - we're missing crucial plot here and there's no time to rewi- Oh my god-"

You tossed your head back onto the pillow it was resting on, a shiver coursing through your body as his tongue met your pussy clit yet again, flicking and swirling around the bud like second nature.

"J-Ji, I'm serious, we made a p-promise!" Despite the discouraging whine in your voice, your hand made its way to the crown of his head, threading your fingers through his hair and tugging at the strands.

"I-" He released himself from your cunt with a wet slurp, "-said that I would listen, you're the one who's supposed to be watching!"

A flash of colors caught your peripheral, and you turned your head to catch the action happening on the screen - fully invested into the anime once more until you felt Jisung sliding a finger inside of you.

"I thought you only wanted to eat me out, mister." You tried to tease, though your pretty words lost their influence when he slid a second alongside the first, massaging you in a way that made your eyes roll.

You tried your best to focus on the show again, truly you did, but the unrelenting lapping of your boyfriend's tongue along with the steady thrusts of his fingers made dividing your attention ultimately useless.

"Just like that, baby - oh, fuck, your tongue feels amazing."

You could feel him melt at your praise, doubling his efforts and pressing his face impossibly deeper into your pussy - you weren't even sure if he was able to breathe at this point, but he didn't seem too bothered by it.

It wasn't too long until your legs were trembling, fingers tightening in his hair as you found yourself riding his fingers and mouth.

"Y-Yes, yes! Ji, I'm gonna come- 'm gonna come!"

He curled his fingers, flicking his tongue against your clit and sending you tumbling over the edge with a broken moan.

Jisung groaned blissfully, drinking you up like you were an ice cold bottle of water after days in the desert; eager tongue licking around his fingers as they tried to coax more of your cum out of you.

He mumbled something against your clit and you snorted out an airy laugh, "Didn't anyone teach you not to speak with your mouth full, baby?"

Loosening your grip on his hair, you watched as he lifted his head from the glory that was between your thighs, face flushed and eyes fogged over in a happiness only a few things could give him.

"We'll have to rewatch the first episode again," he rasped, making a show of licking his shiny lips, "because I definitely wasn't listening to it."

You rolled your eyes, registering the sound of the outro theme playing through the speakers, "Fine, but you better keep your mouth to yourself, you hear me? If you're good then maybe, maybe, I'll let you fuck me after episode five." Emphasizing your point, you clenched your walls around the fingers that were still inside of you, smirking when his jaw dropped.

"Can I eat you out again if we make it through the second episode?"

Grabbing the remote to the TV, you pressed the back arrow and watched the progress bar rewind itself, "I don't know, we'll have to see when we make it to the second episode."

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[judeswhore]

u and jude being at his parents house all alone, watching a movie and eating takeaways and just having the coziest night ever. eventually after cuddling for a bit mid movie, you fall asleep on top of him on the couch. and when his parents come up and see you guys in the couch they’re initially traumatised cuz the position looks a little compromising, but then they see ur both fully dressed in ur matching pjs and switch from horrified to being in awe of how cute you guys are 🤭 bonus points if his mum puts a blanket over the two of you

his parents had gone on a little date night or wtv so u and jude decided to have ur own at home date, ordering ur fave food and watching more episodes of a show you’ve been binging together. but it’s like midnight and ur both falling asleep bc ur so warm and comfy, u snuggled down into his chest while he’s got his arms wrapped around u. then his parents are coming home and when they spot u they’re a bit like😦😦bc it wldnt be the first time they’ve caught u in a compromising position but then when they fully come into the room they realise ur just cuddled up together and that you’ve fallen asleep. and they think it’s so sweet bc this is the first time they’ve seen jude so in love and happy and he just seems to comfortable and content with u. his mam throwing a blanket over youse before leaving bc she doesn’t wna disturb youse or wake u up so when u do wake up at like 3am and the rooms all dark and ur covered up ur both a little confused until the next morning his mam makes a comment abt how u both snore really loud

[n3kk1tty]

Imagine getting the X-Men into anime.

Your three friends had been trying to find you for hours. They had no clue where you had hidden yourself away in though I guess in hind sight checking your room would have been productive. Behind the door they could hear you singing along to some song that definitely wasn't English. When they cracked it open all three peaking in like some Scooby doo level of stacking on top of each other they spotted you bouncing along as you sang the opening song. Pajamas and messy hair evident with snacks galore no wonder they couldn't find you.

Kurt immediately took the opportunity to teleport standing above you snagging the chip bag from your hand as you tried rescuing your beloved snack from the blue fiend. " Hey not fair. Unhand my salty treat you fuzzy snack taxer." The man laughs at you shaking his head as he starts shoveling chips into his mouth. "Nein. It is your tax for disappearing after training." You blow a raspberry at him as you pull him down onto the oversized bean bag with you. " I got my new anime box set I'm doing some mental relaxation. "

Remy eyes the screen plopping down on his designated bean bag before Anna Marie joins suit. " Well this don't make no sense there not speaking English. How are you supposed to watch if you're reading at the bottom of the screen. " You let out a chuckle towards the Cajun as Kurt situates himself in your lap and the bean bag like a cat finding it's seat. " Aw I'm sorry Remy. I forgot you can't read but you did interrupt my bum time." The man huffs in response chucking one of your empty soda cans at you. Anna Marie can't help laughing as you two fight him throwing cans and you use your mutation to absorb the scrap metal. Kurt to tuned into the animated figures on screen to mind the constant movement going on.

After the three kept asking too many questions of what was going on after getting too invested you decided it wouldn't hurt to just restart the series and continue your binge fest with your friends. " If we're gonna binge anime y'all need to do this right. I'll put the first tape in and get the episode ready but you three need to go get pajamas on as well and fetch us some more snacks. " You pause throwing your wallet to Anna Marie. " I ordered chinese food for us all, make sure Remy doesn't steal my cash Anna when you guys see the delivery guy. " As you say this you can spot Jubilee heading back to her room across the hall. " Hey Jubes. You wanna come watch Ranma 1/2 with us. I just got the box set in today."

The girl looks excited but pauses for a moment. " Man I haven't finished the sailor moon set you let me borrow last week yet." You share a chuckle with the young girl ruffling her head. " Don't worry about it sparkler. It's not like no one's watched two series at once before. This is the last call though when they get back with the snacks I'm not restarting the series again. " The girl gets the message running into her room to change into some comfy clothes as you get another bean bag set. Staying in the mansion even quiet time alone can turn into a mini party.

You're not sure when Logan had joined the party but he had strolled in behind Remy when he had gone to pick up the Chinese. Thank god you got used to ordering bulk food because you never knew when someone would want some of what you were eating. Plopped on your bed Logan digged into the food making passing comments about the anime eventually getting sucked into it as well long after the food was gone. It was nice to be surrounded by friends while sharing something you enjoyed. After that night having anime nights became a thing in the mansion some how a revolving door of characters would show up.

It became such a thing you and Kurt would often mimic the fights on screen.