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fanficshiddles · 3 years ago

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My Sweet Rose, Chapter 1

From the imagine on imagine-Loki here.

Summary: Rosie got a job working at The Avengers tower with her cousin, Pepper. She’s only been there a week when Loki comes live there, to make up for his past deeds in New York. But this brings a lot of problems for Rosie.

Loki was her Daddy Dom. Who vanished one day without a word, leaving her completely broken and lost.

Note: Daddy/little dynamic & Flashbacks will be in Bold. I’m not sure how long this story will be, I’m thinking no more than 5 chapters though. But I saw the imagine and omg I love it, had to do something with it. Haven’t written anymore of it yet but just HAD to share the first chapter so far, oops! lol.

Rosie had been working and living in the Avengers tower for a week now, it was going really well. And it was helping to keep her mind occupied, getting her back on her feet after such a rough year.

She was a PA for Stark, and the other Avengers if they needed anything too. It was helping her cousin, Pepper out a lot. As Stark was very demanding nowadays and the others were becoming that way too.

It was also good for Rosie. She’d had a really tough year. She met someone a few years ago in a BDSM club, it had been her first time there after spending months building up the courage to go. She was a little, and had been wanting to find someone that she could feel safe with to explore that side of her.

She met a man, who was charming and handsome. Kind, funny. They fell in love, or so she thought anyway. He was the perfect Daddy Dom for her, teaching her everything and looking after her. She adored and loved him so much. Which is why when one day he just vanished, it was all the harder for her.

He just never returned after saying he had to go home to visit his family, who lived in Iceland apparently. But he did that regularly and always returned to her. But not that time. To say she was heartbroken when there was not even a call or a text from him explaining why was an understatement.

His name was Loki. And it became clear what happened a few months later after his disappearance, she saw him on the news. Loki, the God Of Mischief, was trying to take over the world. She couldn’t believe it and thought she was dreaming when she realised it had was her Loki. He looked different in the heavy armour, he looked scary.

But she thought no wonder he left her, he was a God and a Prince after all. What would he have wanted with her in the first place anyway?

She had tried a couple of times to date someone else, but never made it past the first date. As they just… weren’t him. No matter how often she tried to just forget about him. It was difficult.

She’d fallen into a downward spiral, not even able to go to work. So she had lost her job and was on benefits for a while. She became really anxious and nervous.

But here, in the tower, she was trying to turn herself around again. It had been one man, even if he had been her first true love, in her heart anyway. She knew she would heal, in time. Even if it had been over a year.

Rosie had been so engrossed in sorting out some paperwork for Tony that she never noticed the newcomer coming into the kitchen. She barely even registered Thor introducing her to him. ‘This is Rosie, our PA, she’s new here.’

Not until she heard an all too familiar voice responding that sent shivers down her spine and sent her heart racing.

‘Rosie… My sweet Rose?’

There was only one person who had ever called her that.

Slowly she looked up, eyes widening, standing before her was Loki.

‘Oh my sweet Rose, you’ve done Daddy so proud.’ Loki purred gently as he cradled her in his lap.

She felt so safe and secure, curled up against him as he wrapped a blanket around her naked body. Knowing how cold she always got after they’d played together quite so intensely.

Loki rocked her back and fore softly as he ran his fingers through her hair, soothing her. She was trembling a bit after her orgasms, Loki had pushed her almost past her limit, but he knew. He always knew when to stop at the right time.

He was an intense Daddy, and could be really strict at times. But he was fair and ever so kind. He had his goofy moments and was extremely playful too, which she loved. He was never angry with her, always calm and collected. Even when she misbehaved, not that that happened often.

She clung to his shirt so tightly, never wanting to let go. Loki had to carefully remove her hand from his shirt just so he could change them into a different position, getting them both under the blanket so he could have her snuggled up next to him. He knew she would fall asleep soon.

‘Daddy.’ She whispered quietly, sounding so vulnerable.

‘Yes, my little one?’ Loki asked, engulfing her small hand in his large one.

‘Can you sing to me?’

Loki smiled. ‘Of course, my sweetling.’

He began singing to her in Asgardian, but he had told her before it was Icelandic. She had no reason not to believe him, especially since he told her he’d grown up there with his parents.

But he had a beautiful voice, she always loved to hear him sing.

She felt so loved as he she drifted off to sleep to the sound of his voice. She faintly remembered a gentle kiss on her forehead just before she fell asleep.

Thor was confused at their interaction, especially as Rosie said nothing at first. Just stared at Loki in utter disbelief.

‘No…’ She shook her head and took a step backwards. ‘You… You don’t get to call me that anymore.’ She said quietly, her voice trembling as tears came to her eyes.

‘Rosie? What’s wrong, did he hurt you?’ Clint asked upon seeing the reaction.

Rosie grabbed the pile of paperwork off the table beside her and she ran off out of the kitchen, with tears falling down her face.

Clint turned to Loki. ‘You’ve got some explaining to do.’ He snapped at him.

‘I have nothing to explain to you, Hawk.’ Loki snarled.

Natasha and Pepper saw Rosie running out of the kitchen in floods of tears, they ran after her into her room. Natasha managed to grab the door before it closed on them.

‘Rosie? Rosie, what’s wrong?’ They both asked as they rushed in to her.

Rosie threw the papers on her bed and she started pacing back and fore, shaking and crying with her arms wrapped around herself. Pepper grabbed her and pulled her down to sit on the bed.

‘Rosie, please speak to us.’ She pleaded with her cousin as Natasha sat at the other side of her.

‘It… It’s him…’ She sobbed.

‘Who? Loki? Did he scare you? I told him not to be an asshole to anyone.’ Natasha said angrily.

‘He… He’s the one. Who I dated before.’ She blurted out, making Pepper and Natasha go silent in shock.

‘But… how?’ Pepper asked.

‘I met him one night in a club. And we dated for eleven months. I was in love with him, utterly and completely. I thought he was with me too. But then he just vanished and never came back one day. Then a few months later, I saw him on the TV… I didn’t tell anyone it was him, because I thought no one would believe me anyway. And what did it matter? It wouldn’t change anything.’ Rosie blurted out between crying.

‘Oh, Rosie. I wish you had told me.’ Pepper pulled her into a hug and cradled her head against her. ‘It’s ok, shhh, shhh. It’s going to be ok.’

Natasha rubbed her back softly. ‘If we had known, we would have warned you he was coming here. I’m so sorry.’

Rosie shook her head and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. ‘No… It’s my fault, I should have told you. I just… it’s a shock to see him face to face.’

Natasha and Pepper nodded in understanding.

They stayed with her for a little while, then when she told them she was ok and was going to take a shower before bed, they left her to it.

But it ended up being the longest shower ever. She kept thinking about Loki and what they had together before.

Kept thinking of when they first met…

Rosie was super nervous when she walked into the BDSM club. But after months of talking herself into it, she finally had the courage to do it.

She didn’t dare tell any of her friends what she was into or what she was doing, perhaps foolish in a way as no one knew where she was. And she was on her own. But she was too embarrassed to tell anyone. Her friends wouldn’t understand.

She relaxed a tiny bit once she was there, noticing other people on their own as well. Getting a few drinks down her helped with her nerves too.

Some of the people she spoke to briefly were really nice. She met a lovely couple at the bar who asked if it was her first time there. They told her if she needed anything to feel free to ask them, not to be shy. That everyone there was really nice and friendly.

There were various demos on that she watched, there was a lot more to some scenes than met the eye. It really made her realise how on sites such as Fetlife and others, it was easy to get sucked into the wanna-be-Dom’s who likely had no idea what they were doing. Or how much safety came into it all.

‘Excuse me, I don’t mean to bother you but I was wondering if you’d like to join me for a drink?’ A beautiful voice came from beside her when one of the demos on aftercare just finished.

Rosie turned and her breath was taken from her as she gazed up at an incredibly tall and handsome man.

‘I… I… Yeah, I would like that, thank you.’ Rosie stammered out, nodding over enthusiastically.

He grinned, showing off his pearly white teeth as he put his hand out towards her. ‘My name is Loki.’ He introduced.

‘I’m Rosie.’ She smiled up at him and put her hand into his. That’s when she noticed his gorgeous hands, so big and he had such long fingers. She blushed hard when he raised her hand up and he kissed the back of it, making her skin tingle like crazy.

‘Pleasure to meet you, Rosie.’ He said charmingly.

Loki gave her his arm and led her over to a free table near the bar. She was really nervous, and Loki could tell. But he soon had her at ease, just chatting away to her calmly and making her laugh almost straight away. She slowly began to relax in his presence.

‘Is this your first time here?’ He asked after buying them both another drink.

‘Is it that obvious?’ She cringed, making him chuckle.

‘Kind of. You did look a bit like a deer in the headlights. But that’s normal for first timers.’ Loki winked at her.

‘So, I’m guessing that means you’ve been here before?’

‘It does.’ He nodded. ‘Not often, it’s probably my fourth visit. Mainly just trying to meet new people, meet anyone that may potentially be interested in a Daddy Dom.’

Rosie’s eyes widened and she suddenly fell shy again as she looked down at her glass and swallowed hard. Loki raised an eyebrow, instantly realising that she was a little. He suspected she was a sub, but hadn’t been sure about the little aspect or not.

Loki leaned forward over the table towards her a little more. ‘Let me take a quick stab in the dark here… But I am presuming that you are a little?’

Her mouth opened and closed again. Then she just opted for nodding in response instead of trusting her voice to actually work.

Loki smiled softly. ‘Nothing to be shy about, sweetheart. That’s why lots of people come to these clubs, to meet their person.’

‘I… I guess so.’ She agreed.

They continued to talk for over an hour, not much about BDSM which Rosie found quite pleasant. He didn’t seem to want to jump straight in so quickly, which in turn made her trust him more and relax.

At the end of the night, Loki handed over a small card with his number on it. ‘There’s absolutely no pressure at all. But I’ve really enjoyed my night with you, Rosie. I would love to take you out on a date, perhaps out for lunch Saturday? But there’s no pressure, I don’t need an answer right now. Just text or call me to let me know. But if I don’t hear from you, that’s ok too. I totally understand.’

Rosie’s heart was racing. Could he get any more considerate? He wasn’t pressuring her at all, not asking for her number. Not even expecting her to contact him if she didn’t want to go on a date with him. Not even needing an answer straight away, what a gentleman.

Loki walked her outside the club and hailed a taxi for her, he even paid in advance for her, not taking no for an answer.

‘I just want to make sure I know you’ll get home safely. And I can’t help it, it’s the protective Daddy in me.’ He shrugged and chuckled, making her giggle shyly.

‘Thank you, Loki.’ She smiled widely at him as she got into the taxi and he closed the door for her once she was in.

He waved her off and she couldn’t stop smiling the whole way home.

Of course, she did text him the following morning to say she would love nothing more than to go on a date with him on Saturday. If that was still what he wanted, too.

Loki replied within a minute, with a time and a place for their first date.

‘How DARE you!’ Pepper roared at Loki and launched for him, slapping him across the face. It barely made him flinch, but he clenched his jaw as he glared at her.

Everyone was surprised at Pepper’s outburst.

‘Woah, what did he do?’ Bruce asked.

‘HE is the one that broke my cousin’s heart. She was head over heels in love with you, asshole. Then you just disappeared on her, left her alone without even an explanation. No note, nothing.’ She snarled at him.

Loki narrowed his eyes at her. ‘Not that it’s any of your business, but I did what was right. To protect her. She was better off without me.’

‘You did NOT do what was right. You have no idea what you’ve put her through this past year, how heartbroken she was. Still is!’ Pepper screeched.

Loki faltered. ‘Still is? Did she not find another, she’s a beautiful, incredible woman. How could she not find ano’

‘You are such a fucking idiot!’ Pepper screeched angrily and so wanted to slap him again, but she knew it was pointless.

The guys around him all put their face into their hands.

‘What?’ Loki asked, looking around.

‘That’s a low blow, man. Not even leaving her a note.’ Said Tony.

‘I… I thought I was doing the right thing.’ Loki said, looking at Thor.

Thor nodded. ‘I did not realise that your Rose was this Rosie… But yes, Loki thought he was doing right by her. He was in love with her, adored her. Never shut up about her. But when he discovered his true heritage on a short visit home, he decided not to go back to her. In fear of hurting her.’ Thor explained.

Pepper ran her hands down her face.

‘Well, you failed on that. You probably hurt her more by not at least saying you were over. You have no idea what she’s been through this last year.’ Pepper shook her head in disgust at Loki.

The team all murmured between them and left the room, leaving Loki with Thor.

For the first time in a long time, Thor saw his real brother back. He saw true emotion on his face again, sorrow and guilt.

‘I… I did not mean to hurt her.’ Loki said, still a bit confused. ‘I loved her, Thor… I do love her. I never stopped thinking about her, never loved another.’ He whispered.

Thor sighed and walked over to him, patting his shoulder. ‘I know, brother. I know.’

Loki thought back to the first time she had called him Daddy. How much it made his heart happy that she trusted and wanted him so much…

Rosie and Loki were snuggling on the sofa together, watching some cartoons that she loved. Loki wasn’t overly fond of them, but it made her happy so he always obliged. He was just happy to have her on his lap, comfortable and relaxed in his arms. Where she belonged.

He was lightly stroking her back underneath her top, making her skin tingle. She was in utter heaven, and Loki couldn’t get enough of just simply touching her. He needed touch in some way, whether he was just holding her hand or had the tips of his fingers on her skin, he needed and craved the intimacy with her.

Loki’s fingers trailed a bit too far to her side and up a little, making her squirm and giggle.

‘Daddy, that tickles!’ She laughed and tried to grab his hand to stop him.

But he had already stopped, freezing at what she said. That was the first time she had called him that, even in little space.

The biggest smile spread across his face and he buried his face into her hair and squeezed her tightly to him.

‘Sorry, my sweet little one. I forgot how ticklish you are.’ He purred.

#Loki #Tom Hiddleston #Loki x OFC #Loki x original female character #fan fiction #my sweet rose

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saeyoungchoismaid · 5 years ago

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Soothing the brothers when they have a nightmare

Genre: ANGST WTF HAPPENED, fluff Warnings: none other than you might shed a few tears cause I made this so sad wtf A/N: reader is gn! Also my eyes started sweating writing this and I ? don’t ?? know ??? why ???

Lucifer:

Lucifer never has nightmares

well, almost never

he rarely gets them though, he swears

he really only gets them if he gets too stressed out

so, there you both were, fast asleep in each other’s arms

Lucifer ends up waking you up because he’s moving around too much

you slowly wake up and open your eyes, squinting them over at him

you rub them before opening them fully, seeing that Lucifer was rustling about with a heavy frown on his face

you’re used to seeing it but not when you two are alone

you sit up and face him, running your hand through his hair

should you wake him up?

suddenly, he turns into his demon form, making your eyes widen

he then awakes, his eyes moving around the room for nonexistent demons

oh, haha

demons lol

he then sees you, suddenly pinning you to the bed with what sounds like a growl

his sharpened nails dig into your arms, making you cry out

“Lucifer!” you shout, making him snap out of it instantly

he pulls away from you, staring at you in horror

“I’m...I’m sorry. Are you...alright?” he asks, sounding as if he’s in a daze

maybe he is

“I’m fine. Are you alright?” you whisper, trying to calm your racing heart

he remains silent, refusing to look at you

his demon features slowly disappear, leaving the handsome man that you’re used to

“C’mere,” you whisper, opening your arms up to him

he finally looks at you, his eyes holding regret and guilt

he slowly scoots closer to you, leaning into you

you wrap your arms around him, petting his hair as he lays his head on your chest

his eyes widen when you start to sing to him, his heart doing a trick in his chest

he’s quick to fall asleep, staying asleep for the rest of the night with no more problems

Mammon:

one of the brothers who has the most nightmares

a lot of them are of you leaving him for one of his brothers

out of all of his fears, that’s the worse one

so, one day something happened with you two and one of the brothers and he went on one of his jealous tantrums

you calmed him down and reassured him that he’s the only one for you, per usual

that night though when you both are asleep, he has a nightmare

his worst fear coming true in the ruined dream

he starts crying in his sleep, tear after tear falling out of his eyes and to his hairline

you’re awoken by the sound of sobs, your half-awake brain trying to process what’s going on

you look to Mammon to find that the noises are coming from him

your heart breaks at the sight, quickly sitting up to awake him

you gently shake him, not wanting to startle him too badly

he slowly wakes up, tears still escaping him even after he opens his eyes

he looks up at you confused for a moment before suddenly starting to cry harder

you gently shush him, pulling him to sit up so you can hug him

“Shh, it’s okay, baby. I got you. You’re safe,” you whisper, assuming something scary happened in his dream

he shakes his head, pulling away from you

he surprises you by grabbing your face and smashing your lips to his

your eyes widen before closing, responding to the passionate kiss

you both kiss until you can’t breathe, eventually pulling away to get some much needed air

he refuses to look at you though

“Don’t ever leave me,” he commands weakly, a lump forming in his throat

“I won’t. Not ever. You’re stuck with me,” you whisper, wiping at his tears and kissing his forehead

you both then lay back down, holding each other close and whispering promises that you both swear to keep

when the conversation comes to end, you surprise him when you start to sing

he falls asleep so fast but not before making you promise to sing to him every night before going to bed

Levi:

doesn’t get nightmares except for when he watches, plays, or reads something scary

Levi is always keeping up with what’s new including every new game, show, movie, and manga

of course, he got a scary movie and game for a deal

and then proceeded to binge watch the movie in one sitting

followed by playing the video game for three days straight without sleeping despite your warnings and protests

but he did it though and boy was he proud of himself

on the third night, he was absolutely exhausted and collapsed into bed with you and fell asleep right away

he actually ended up going to bed pretty early, leaving you to play on your phone for a bit until you grew tired

you just turned your D.D.D off for the night and laid down when Levi lets out a shout and sits up

you jump and sit back up as well, watching him look around the room wildly

“Levi?” you call out softly

his eyes quickly move to you, his body going on the defensive before relaxing when he sees it’s you

“Oh, hi,” he stutters out, quickly looking away from you

“Baby? What’s wrong?” you whisper, reaching your hand out to him

when your hand touches his shoulder, he snatches your wrist up in a vice-like grip

you cry out, surprised by the sudden pressure squeezing your wrist

he instantly lets you go, his eyes looking shiny as he looks to you

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t...I’m not...” he stumbles for words, his breathing getting faster

you hold your wrist to your chest as you watch him, frowning heavily

“Baby, shh, hey,” you whisper, slowly reaching out to him again

this time though, you make sure he sees you reaching for him before actually touching him

“You’re okay. I’m here with you,” you whisper, gently tugging on his arm to get him to lay back down

once he does, you cuddle up to him and run your fingers through his hair and over his back

“Can you distract me?” he asks quietly, feeling embarrassed

“Of course, baby,” you whisper back, trying to think of what would distract him

the first thing that comes to mind is singing, so that’s what you do

you watch his body relax and listen to his breathing slow, a smile coming to your face

Satan:

doesn’t really get too many nightmares but sometimes on the days he goes on a rampage he does

all of the negative emotions swirl inside of him even after you calm him down

so, when you two are going to bed, you mentally prepare for a nightmare

he stares at the ceiling once you both get into bed, a brooding look on his face

“Love,” you whisper, rubbing your hand over his bare chest

he sighs, refusing to look at you

“I know. I’ll fall asleep soon. I promise,” he replies softly

you nod your head and close your eyes, keeping yourself close to him

as you’re laying there and letting your mind wander, you remember the first time he had a nightmare

he turned into his demon form and almost attacked you

he loathed himself for a while after that and refused to let you sleep with him for a while

you both eventually figured out that he got nightmares when he’d go on rampages and uncontrollable anger consumed him

when you first discovered this, he refused to let you sleep with him after he’s had one

that led to him waking up and destroying half his library though

so now, he let’s you stay but to only calm him down

you trust him not to hurt you

but he doesn’t

you both eventually drift off to sleep and everything is fine for a couple hours

and then come the demonic mumblings

you wake up, seeing he’s already transformed but is still asleep

he’s mumbling in his sleep, it sounding completely foreign to you

you sit up, your heart starting to beat faster

maybe he’ll have the nightmare but will stay asleep

unluckily for you, that’s not what happens

he awakes with a growl, his eyes searching for imaginary attackers

or maybe even prey

when his eyes found you, he growls at you and pins you to the bed

“Satan,” you say as calmly as you can manage

something flashes in his eyes, probably recognition, but you can see the complete anger consuming him

“Love, look at me. It’s me. Your loving and caring partner who promised to help you. It’s okay. Just take deep breaths. I’m right here. I’m here for you,” you say softly, watching as he slowly calms down

his demonic features are gone in a flash, his body coming off of yours

“I’m sorry,” he says instantly, like he always does

“Don’t apologize. I’ve told you a dozen times not to,” you say, as you soothingly rub his back

“What if I hurt you?” his whispers, his voice sounding a little choked

“Hey, you’ll never hurt me. We both know that. Do you realize how quickly you calmed down this time? You’re amazing, love. I’m so proud of you,” you whisper, your voice full of love for this man

he sniffles and wipes at his face

you don’t have to see his face to know he’s crying

you shuffle behind him and wrap your arms around his waist to give him a hug

you let him cry in peace, not wanting him to feel judged

you decide then to start singing, his crying calming before coming to a complete stop

he then shuffles to face you, laying you down before putting his face on your chest

you continue to sing until he falls asleep, one hand running through his hair while the other soothingly rubs random shapes into his back

Asmo:

this demon rarely has nightmares

he actually never got nightmares until he met you

before you two started dating, he’d have nightmares about you picking one of his brothers to fall in love with

or that you were disgusted by him that he’s the Avatar of Lust

after he realizes he’s in love with you, he stops sleeping around and stops making sexual jokes about or towards you

he doesn’t even make you ‘special’ offers anymore

the brothers are instantly confused before realizing he’s acting like this because he likes you and is serious about you

luckily, you two get together and his nightmares disappear

but then they come back

his worst nightmare and fear is of you dying

you’re a human and it’s going to happen one day

he avoids thinking about this when awake but when unconscious his brain decides to remind him that it’ll happen

it doesn’t help that his nightmares include the most gruesome ways for you to die

he hates himself for letting himself fall for a human who can die so easily

but he can’t help the way his heart races and skips beats for you

one night, it’s a combination of all his fears

you fall in love with his brother, Mammon out of all people, dump him, tell him he’s disgusting and revolting, and then you die

he awakes you with his cries, his body shaking with how hard he’s shaking

you’ve never seen him cry and you weren’t sure what to do

you were afraid to wake him up, remembering reading somewhere that it’s not good to do so

but it breaks your heart to see him like this

you eventually let your heart beat your brain, gently shaking him

he awakes with a gasp, wildly looking around and clinging onto your arms with his hands

he gasps for air, staring at you with fearful eyes filled with tears

it almost makes you cry, the pain on his face ripping your heart out and throwing it onto the ground

“Darling, take deep breaths. It was just a dream. You’re okay,” you soothe, wiping his hair off his moist forehead

he starts to cry harder, making you feel guilty

why did that make it worse?

your question is answered by his words between his sobs and gasping breaths

“You aren’t though!”

his words only make you feel worse and also confused

you aren’t?

“Darling, I’m fine. C’mon, look at me. Breathe with me. In and out. In and out. There you go,” you say softly, getting him to breathe with you

you continue your soothing touches on his hair and face, continuing to do the breathing exercises

once his sobs have stopped, you pull him back into a hug

tears are still cascading down his face but at least you got him to stop sobbing

“There we go. Okay, darling, I need you to try again. Okay?” you whisper, gently rubbing his back

he sniffles and pulls back, wiping at his red nose and eyes and looking at your smile

“You’re going to die,” he whispers, refusing to look at you now

you frown at this, looking down at his hands

you gently take ahold of them, your shoulders growing heavy with the weight of his fears

“Hey, now. Don’t think like that. I’m going to be around for a long, long time. Even when I do die, I’ll either turn into a angel or demon, right? I can come back.”

his crying suddenly stops, a dumb smile coming to his face

“Oh, oops. I forgot about that,” he replies softly, giving you a sheepish smile

guess he avoided thinking about it so much that he forgot that you will come back

you snort and roll your eyes, laying down and pulling him on top of you to rest his head on your chest

“I know you did. I know that’s not it though,” you whisper

you let him tell you the rest of his fears, reassuring him each time that they’ll never happen

once you’re done reassuring him, you start to sing to finish soothing him

he smiles and closes his eyes, falling back asleep with much ease

Beel:

as we all know, this man loves to eat

because of this, he’s another brother who has frequent nightmares

certain food could end up giving you a nightmare

and a late-night snack can signal the brain to be more active, which could lead to more vivid nightmares

Beel doesn’t know this though

he’ll be sleeping and suddenly wake up from a rumbling belly

he’ll eat something and then go back to bed

more often times than not, he has a nightmare

no one but Belphie knows about his nightmares

he normally just had nightmares about Lilith

when you two got together though, it got worse

he started having you replace Lilith, watching you die in front of him with him being helpless to stop it

most of his nightmares became about you

when you two started sharing a bed, you found out just how often he has nightmares

you both decided to figure out what was the cause of it

with you asleep when he wakes up hungry though, you could never stop him

one day though, he did a vigorous workout and ended up falling asleep very early

you were doing homework when you heard his stomach grumbling, making you smile

you stand up and head to the restroom, coming back to find wrappers by your bed that weren’t there before

Beel was still fast asleep too

your brows furrow, wondering if maybe you just didn’t notice the wrappers before

you brush it off, going back to your homework

as you’re finishing it up, you hear Beel start to grunt

you turn to look at him, seeing his body is thrashing around and sweat is starting to cover him

you quickly go over to him, wanting to wake him up but not sure if you should

you didn’t have to ponder any longer because before you know it, he’s sitting up with a gasp

he stares up at you, his heart beating wildly

he then starts to cry, your heart breaking

“Shh, it’s okay. Hey, you’re alright. Take deep breaths. I’m right here,” you soothe, sitting on the bed to give him a hug

he hugs you back, practically squeezing the life out of you but you don’t complain

he cries for a while, holding you to him the entire time

once he calms down, you gently pull away to wipe at his face

“Do you want to talk about it?” you whisper

he shakes his head, looking down at his lap

“Not right now...” he mumbles

you give him a reassuring smile, cupping his cheeks and turning his head to make him look at you

“That’s okay, love bug. Don’t worry about it,” you reassure, giving him a sweet kiss before laying him down and getting into bed with him

you then explain what’s causing his nightmares, seeing him frown

“I’m sorry, Beely. You’ll just have to go back to sleep if you wake up or eat and just stay awake,” you explain

he nods his head and sighs, pulling you into another hug

“Thank you,” he whispers

“It’s no problem. Now, go back to sleep. I’m right here if you need me.”

he nods his head and closes his eyes

you can tell he’s still afraid to fall back asleep despite your reassurances, so you start to sing

he smiles, his body relaxing as he slowly falls asleep

Belphie:

with the amount he sleeps, it’s no wonder he occasionally gets nightmares

he usually just had nightmares about not being able to escape the attic and never being able to see his brothers again

never being able to see Beel again

then you came to the attic and saved him

his nightmares disappeared, other than the random ones about fictional things

but then he actually started to like you

a human

and now here he is

in a relationship with said human and madly in love with them

it sickens him just how much he loves you

it also causes him more nightmares

his nightmares now show him getting locked up and never getting to see you again

or you getting locked up and he has no way to save you

or that you’ll fall in love with one of his brothers because you got to know them longer than you know him

with him just falling asleep wherever he pleases, it wasn’t hard for you to discover he has nightmares

the first time he has a nightmare in front of you, it doesn’t really end well

you wake him up when he starts to thrash around and scream your name, sweating lining his brow

he pants and looks around before focusing on you

instead of having you comfort him and let you reassure him that none of that would ever happen

he gets angry

this is what he gets for loving a human

he should stop loving you

then, they’ll go away

so, with you staring down at him with those worried and caring eyes, he pushes you away

“Why did you wake me up? Go away,” he snaps, getting up to leave to hide in his room

“Belphie, you were having a ni-”

“Leave me alone!” he shouts, quickly moving away from you when you reach out to him

you retract your hand like he burned you, looking hurt

he quickly leaves and goes to his room, refusing to look at you with that look on your face

it took a while for him to finally speak to you, to even be around you

you figured he broke up with you without actually saying so

you feel relieved when he comes back to you, apologizing

he refused to talk about his nightmares though

the next time he has one, you both are sharing your bed

he awakes you before waking up himself

before he can even say anything, afraid he’ll push you away again, you start to soothe him

“It’s okay. It wasn’t real. I’m here. I’ll always be here.”

this seemed to work, his body relaxing as he pulls you into a hug

to soothe him further, you start to sing which shocks him but definitely works in soothing him

before you know it, he’s asleep again

Bonus:

sometimes the bois just wanna have movie night in your room

they will literally all lay on your bed on top of each other without a care in the world

Satan has to be on top and not below anyone cause he a dom "I don’t want you on top of me. You smell.”

Lucifer also has to be on top because he is also a dom refuses to let his brothers be above him in any shape, way, or form

Asmo wants to be on the bottom cause he likes being a bottom ‘likes to be warm’

they make Beel go on the bottom too because that man has some heavy muscle mass and they don’t wanna be crushed

Belphie refuses to even get on the bed and just sleeps on the floor

when it comes to where you’re going to sit, it’s a war

some want you on the bottom, others want you on top, and some don’t even want you on the bed and wants you on the floor

if you’re dating one of the brothers, they get the final say of where you sit

Mammon, for example, would want you on top of him, so if you want to sit on the bed, you either sit there or else you’re sitting on the floor

Asmo wouldn’t care where you sit as long as he got a good view

Satan would skin a bish if they even try to touch you during movie night

Lucifer doesn’t even want you on the bed with the other hooligans but if you insist, he will place you on top of him

Levi would want you on him or on the floor. No arguments

Belphie won’t hesitate to pull you down onto the floor with him

Beel just wants you to be happy cause he’s best boy™

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dracowars · 4 years ago

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I was wondering if you can write one with harry for me? Where harry and reader are dating around when sirius died in order of the phoenix and harry is very depressed about the stiuation and slowly disassociates from the reader and when he/she wanted to talk about it and lighten the weight on his shoulders harry says sth to reader along the lines "you are not my family and you are not my home" and a big fight eventually harry realises what he has done and gets very upset bc he loves her/him so much. They eventually make up but i want drama and tears you know lol i will be very happy if you can write this!!

don't shut me out | harry potter

pairing: harry x gryffindor!reader

word count: 2,5k

summary: where harry shuts y/n out after sirius' death

a/n: my first harry one shot, yayy! thank you for sending in this request <3

warnings: angst, cursing, mentions of death

universe: harry potter

"Please write an essay about the effects of the Anti-Paralysis Potion until next week", Professor Snape grimly finishes his lesson and immediately chaotic murmur breaks out in the classroom when all the other students pack up their things and leave for their well deserved break.

You on the other hand calmly close your book and slowly slide it into your bag before getting up from your seat with a sigh, but not without taking another look at the empty seat in front of you first.

Harry did not show up for class again today. This is the third time this week and even when he is in one of his courses, his mind is not there with him.

A week ago he returned to the common room, devastated, and Ron and Hermione even had to support him so he would not fall over. The only thing you knew at that time was that they were on a secret mission at the Ministry of Magic, but you did not know what a terrible disaster happened.

Harry did not exchange a word with you and went straight to bed that evening, leaving you behind confused and ignorantly until Hermione told you about the recent events. Sirius Black, Harry's godfather and last living relative, was killed right in front of his eyes through his own cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. While Hermione told you what happened, tears were already uncontrollaby streaming down your face.

You knew exactly how much he meant to Harry.

Now that Harry has also lost the last remaining member of his family, he has shut himself off completely, hiding from the world, from his friend and also from you. Any attempts to talk to him have failed, but you keep a close eye on him everyday.

If he does not shown up at dinner again, you bring him a plate full of his favorite food to his room, even if it is without his consent, just to find it barely touched in the morning. If he misses another of his lessons again, you always take even more detailed notes than usual that you later give him so he is able to catch up on what he has missed so far, just to watch the pile grow bigger and bigger.

Every time you enter his room, it breaks your heart when you have to see how your boyfriend, whose face has lost all color by now, looks at you with such sad eyes and cannot even utter a different word at you than a simple 'thank you'. It pains you to see him like this, but he won't let you get to him anymore, he won't let you or his best friends help him.

He shuts himself off the world completely.

"Ms. Y/L/N", Snape suddenly approaches you as you are about to make your way out of the classroom. You look up at your grouchy professor, full of expectation and also a little scared.

"Tell Potter if he does not show up for my class one more time, he will fail", he explains seriously and you can only nod while his cold stare is fixed on you. "Very good."

Turning around, you quickly run out of the door and meet Ron and Hermione in the hallway in front of it, waiting for you.

"What took you so long? I am starving", Ron asks you oblivious as you make your way through the crowd of students in the direction of the Great Hall.

"Snape held me from going. If Harry does not show up for class soon, he will fail in all of his courses", you mutter and your thoughts immediately wander back to him and how he is doing right now.

"Snape can't do that! Dumbledore will not allow it anyway. Everyone knows what happened and no one is this cruel", Hermione breathes out in shock.

"We are still talking about Snape, you know that, right?", Ron replies, only catching an annoyed look from her at his words.

"I will talk to Harry again. Well, at least I will try", you sigh exhaustedly and just before reaching the Great Hall, you leave your friends alone and run up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room, entering it after saying the correct password.

Waisting no time, you walk up the stairs to the boys' dormitories and timidly knock on the door. Nothing, not a single sound comes from the inside when you knock a second time.

"Harry? It's me, Y/N. May I come in-"

"Get out!", his voice angrily shouts at you through the door and you back away in shock. There is so much sorrow in his voice, so much pain, so much fear.

So much hate.

"I am not going anywhere", you answer firmly and stand your ground before carelessly opening the door.

The sight that greets you when you enter lets your eyes widen to the maximum. The entire room has been demolished, your carefully written notes scattered in snippets on the floor, his books torn apart next to it and the whole furniture turned over.

And in the middle of it all there is Harry, breathing heavily, as emaciated as you have never seen him before, his hands clenched into fists, his fingernails already painfully digging into his palms. The expression on his face blank when his gaze meets yours.

Without saying a word, you slowly and carefully walk towards him, trying not to stumble over anything on the floor until you stand in front of him. And then you wait.

Wait for him to finally open up to you, wait for him to finally let everything out.

But he turns away.

"Harry", you breathe out barely audible and reach for his hand, which he pulls away in the last second, his eyes on the ground and his back to you.

"Go", he orders, now without any emotion in his voice.

Refusing to listen to his words and let him push you away another time, you circle him to stand right in front of him again.

"I said go!", he aggressively yells at you, but you are quick to catch his face between your hands and lift it up so he has to look at you, taking a good look at him while softly pressing your palms to his cheeks.

His cheeks are still damped from the numerous tears that have flowed over them, and his eyes are glassy, almost fragile.

"I am here for you", you claim in a low voice to not scare him away while you look deep into his eyes, in which you discover nothing but emptiness. "I can help you if you would just let me, Harry. Please don't shut me out."

For a brief moment there is silence, somehow pleasant and safe as it has always been between the two of you. In the next moment, however, your hopes are destroyed.

"I don't need your damn help!", he yells at you again and pulls away from you, running his hands through his hair desperately while you stay frozen in place.

You almost had him.

"You do need me! You can't just lock yourself up here for weeks, Harry!", you raise your voice as well, desperation evident in it.

"You can't tell me what to do!", he loudly shouts and the look he throws at you is again full of nothing but hatred.

"What happened to Sirius is horrible, but you have to move on some day and you can't do that if you do not talk to someone about it. I am your girlfriend and-"

"Exactly. You are just my girlfriend and not my family!", Harry angrily spits out all of a sudden, his words catching you off guard and you could swear how your heart has split into half right at this second. "You are not and never will be my home, get that into your head! I am sick of you, Y/N! How you pamper me like I am a fucking child and never know when to stop!"

"A-Are you serious r-right now?", you let out a trembling sob, the strength to scream at him gone when a tear rolls down your cheek. You look at him with complete disappointment, at the boy whom you love so much, who just hurt you so deep as you would have never imagined him to.

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Do you even hear what you are saying? You do not really mean that. Tell me that you do not mean that, Harry!"

"It is the only thing that I want", he grinds his teeth and you nod understandingly while wiping away your tears.

"Fine. If I can never be your home anyway, then I guess this is where it ends", you sniff and walk past him, your gaze lowered as you go out of the room and let the door slam shut behind you.

And he does not even follow you.

Deeply hurt and with a broke heart, you barely make it to your dorm room, where you slide down the closed door with your back and pull your knees close to your shaking body, weeping bitterly.

You do not know how long you sat there and just cried your eyes out, but when you hear Hermione's worried voice behind you, it is already dark outside and you missed all of your classes.

Exhausted, you let yourself fall into your soft mattress, hiding your tear stained face from your roommates, but of course Hermione immediately senses that something is wrong.

She approaches you carefully as to not frighten you and sits down next to you on your bed, stroking your back up and down soothingly, which in return only makes you cry harder into your pillow. After several minutes you finally manage to calm down and sit up.

Hermione looks at you speechless, does not urge you to tell her about what happened at all, but you do it anyway as it almost gushes out of you. And so you spend the whole night in your bed talking.

The next morning you are sitting in the Great Hall at breakfast, completely exhausted. While Ron allows himself another joke with Hermione, you stare down at your empty plate, your stomach not wanting to be filled.

"Did you finally got Harry back to his senses, Y/N?", Ron asks you out of nowhere, pulling you out of your deep thoughts, and you interpret a teasing tone in his voice.

Your eyes filling with tears in a matter of seconds, you abruptly get up and leave the hall, leaving a confused Ron and an angry Hermione behind as you run back into the common room and into your own room.

Again you let yourself fall to the floor behind the closed door, your arms crossed over your drawn up knees, your forehead resting on top. Without meaning to, your sobs get stronger by every second, shaking through your body while your breath speeds up to an unhealthy pace.

Your head and your heart just do not want to understand that what you and Harry once had is over, once and for all. That you will never wake up in his cozy, warm arms again. That you will never feel his tender touch again. And above all, that you can never look at him the same way you did before.

You lost him for good this time.

The sudden knock on the wooden door behind you causes your head to jerk up in surprise. Not sure if you just imagined it, you stay silent for a moment and hold back your crying.

Another gentle knock.

"Please leave me alone, Hermione", you sniff and lower your head again.

"Y/N", his voice sounds muffled from the other side unexpectedly and your heart leaps painfully.

You always loved the way he pronounced your name, how easily it slides off his tongue. Since your first meeting, back then on platform 9¾ where you immediately fell in love with him head over heels.

Speechless, you are unable to move or say anything, just blinking away your tears.

"I know that you are in there. I can hear you crying", he softly speaks to you through the door and finally causes you to get up from the ground and open the door with a swing.

"What do you want?", you calmly ask him, trying not to show the emotions going through your head right now, and avoid eye contact while playing with the hem of your sweater. It takes a moment for Harry to contain himself, the sight of your fragile figure like pure horror in his eyes.

A sight for which he is guilty. He alone did this to you.

After clearing his throat, he searchs for the right words to make everything alright again, to fix everything he said, anything just so he does not have to see you this devastated. However, there is not a single sound coming out of his mouth.

"If you have nothing to say, get out", you order with all your might and try to sound as serious and emotionless as possible, trying to hold back your rising tears.

At least until you suddenly end up in his warm, safe arms after he pulls you into a bone crushing hug before you could close the door on him. A hug you both needed more than necessary.

"I am such a stupid idiot", Harry whispers in your ear, also having trouble to hide his sadness. "You just wanted to be there for me and I pushed you away even though you could have given me exactly what I needed."

His words only make you more emotional and turn you into a crying mess, your face hiding in his chest. His hand slowly rubs over your back to calm you down. Your legs begin to tremble harder and Harry has to hold you upright with all his strength to not let you fall.

"I-I just could not accept that I was alone", Harry sighs as he listens to your sobs until you finally push yourself weakly away and stand in front of him, an arm's length apart.

"You are not alone", you choke out and Harry gives you a small, tender smile before closing the gap between you and gently placing his hand on your cheek. With his fingers he strokes the strands of hair out of your face that are already stuck to your skin due to the tears.

"I realized that too, sweetheart", he confirms and tilts your head towards him to leave a soft kiss on your forehead. "I can't erase what terrible things I said to and threw at you, but please believe me when I tell you that that I did not mean a single word. I just did not know how to move on and you were there to receive all of my anger.. Do you forgive me?"

"Only if you never shut me out like that again. I will always be here for you and take care of you, Harry. No matter what, I will stay", you answer, also with a tiny smile on your lips and when he returns it before connecting your lips you, the world around you suddenly becomes more colorful and bright again.

"I promise."

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My Sweet Rose, Chapter 1

TITLE: My Sweet Rose CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 1 AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine you are secretly a little but no one knows, one day you decide to check out a local BDSM club to try and get a feel of the community. You meet a handsome stranger that, over the next few months, shows you all about the lifestyle. However, one day… he vanishes without a word.

RATING: M NOTES: Daddy/little dynamic & Flashbacks will be in Bold.

I’m not sure how long this story will be, I’m thinking no more than 5 chapters though. But I saw the imagine and omg I love it, had to do something with it. Haven’t written anymore of it yet but just HAD to share the first chapter so far, oops! lol.