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multifariousqueer · 1 year ago

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can you write miles 42 having readers bank account, card ALL that on his phone and gets mad if she purchases shi with money he didint give her. its really crazy but its miles 42....what do you expect??? hehe

Sure love!!!

A/n: y’all I love you so much but I need you guys to start requesting regular miles fanfic pls. Although 42 miles owns my 🩷

It was just a simple necklace. It was the Vivienne Westwood necklace that you saw everyone around you wearing and wanted so badly. You knew Miles would get it for you in a heartbeat but a part of you wanted to get it for yourself. It had been a long, stressful semester but you struggled through it all and got to a point where ou were passing with A’s and B’s. Coincidentally, you had gotten a job at Starbucks after months of applying and you had about $1000 saved up of your own money that you were waiting to spend on something special. That was, until that “something special” came along in the form of Miles.

You never knew what he did but you knew he was making 8x your salary in a month. It seemed like anything you wanted, you got when you were with Miles; shoes, clothes, books, makeup any and everything you wanted, it was yours in a matter of days. It’s worth mentioning that Miles is extremely overprotective and wants to know everything about what you’re doing and buying because he loves you and cares about your habits.

Even on Miles’s birthday when you dipped into your savings to get him the latest Jordan’s, he was furious that you had to use your own money:

“Damn Ma, these are valid. How much were they?”

“Oh don’t worry about it” you said

“I said, how much were they.” His eyes narrowing in on you because he knew how much they were because he was gonna buy them 2 weeks ago but decided not to.

“$500. I’ve been saving for them for you, baby. It’s all good” you tried to assure him

“Aight. thank you.” He said, pulling you close to him, the scent of the Dior Sauvage cologne you also bought him, filling your nostrils

But deep down you knew he was pissed off and mad that you spent your own money, so after a long talk about how he should be able to keep tabs on you and keep you safe, you gave him your Apple Pay and banking info for emergencies only but of course it’s Miles and being the overprotective boyfriend he is, he checks it everyday for any “extravagant purchases” made by you or someone else.

Of course he isn’t crazy, he set a $25 limit for you before he steps in and asks what’s up. Once, you were at a mall with your friend and found the cutest shirt at Urban Outfitters and decided to buy it. The price tag read $50 but you went ahead and got it; the same happened at Bath and Body Works and Tilly’s and as you made your way to the bathroom, you got a text from Miles:

Miles: did someone take your card?

You: no why??

Miles: why’d you spend $150 in an hour??

You: I’m at the mall

Miles: so? I pay for your shit

You: dawg it’s $150. It’s not that deep 💀

Miles: I ain’t yo “dawg” and yes it is when Yk I buy you shit

You: you aren’t my sugar daddy

Miles: I basically am atp. I’m sending you $1000, buy something cute

You contemplated leaving him on seen but you remembered how he hates that so you replied:

You: Okay

You had saved up enough to get the necklace and when you got it, you were ecstatic. You thought about all of the possible outfit combos and how good it will look against your brown skin but your thoughts were interrupted by a certain someone:

Miles: what’d I tell you, Mami?

You: ?

Miles: don’t play dumb, yk I would’ve bought you that necklace in a heartbeat but instead you wanted to be miss independent and buy it yourself. I guess since you’re so independent, I’ll stop sending you that $1000 every week. How about that?

You: ok

Miles: ?

You: we can discuss this when I get home

Miles: K

You: k

It was a long ride home but eventually you accepted that Miles was gonna rip your head off and there wasn’t anything you could do about it.

When you got home, he had three of the necklaces, two huge teddy bears, a bouquet of your favorite flowers and the newest pair of Jordan’s waiting for you:

“What’s all this?” You smiled and asked

“I told you I’ll pay for your shit, y/n” miles said, with a small smirk on his face

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bet-on-me-13 · 1 year ago

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Misunderstandings really really suck

Edit: Part 2 is Up

So heres the deal, it's a normal Vivisection AU where Danny had to run away to Gotham after his parents try to kill him, and let's say that he takes Ellie with him too.

They stay there for a few years and after a while they manage to establish a little life for themselves. Danny is running a small Shop that makes them enough money to live comfortably in the apartment right above his Shop, meanwhile Ellie is going to Gotham Metro Academy on a scholarship because she is really smart and they managed to fake some school records for her when they were making themselves new Identities.

(Side Note: Danny is now 26, while Ellie hasn't started aging yet and still looks 12, but she will begin to soon since she just hit her 12th birthday)

Danny also runs a small Ghost Shop out of his store, just selling small bits of Distilled Ectoplasm or Ecto-Infused Treats to the local Ghosts in return for small favors or help around the shop.

But here's the thing. Ellie is still an unstable Clone, even if they did managed to find a reliable treatment in the form of Ecto-Dejecto. But Danny's parents were the only ones who knew how to make that stuff, and the Ecto-Dejecto they stole all those years ago is beginning to run out.

Danny begins to work tirelessly trying to replicate it, diving full on into his Mad Scientist side to try and find a way to make more ED for Ellie. He manages to make some prototypes, but he is nowhere near confident that they are good enough.

He decides to call in some favors from the local Ghosts. He calls the ones he is confident will survive this and asks them to try out his Ecto Dejecto to see if it will work for Ellie, but he does warn them that there will probably be unexpected side effects that they will probably not like.

The Ghosts agree to do it, because in the years that the Fenton's have lived there they have grown extremely attached to Ellie. She is like a little sister or daughter for many of them, they would throw away their afterlives if it meant helping her.

For most of the samples, the ED doesn't work at all. Some of them work for a single moment before cutting out, others don't do anything, and some have crazy effects that affect them for a little while before disappearing abruptly. One guy turned into a Dog, not the worst outcome but not the intended one. Another began to glow brightly and couldn't turn it off, that one lasted for an hour.

They keep testing them, out in the nearby Alley since they don't want to destroy the house or Danny's makeshift Lab, for a few weeks.

They problem comes when they are spotted one night by Red Hood.

...

Jason was crossing the Rooftops while on Patrol. He was going a little farther than his normal patrol range, since he had the time and he wanted to make sure there was no trouble in the nearby areas either.

As he was about to hop from one rooftop to another, he got a weird feeling. It was strange, he didn't feel anything on his skin, he didn't smell anything, he didn't even hear anything, but he somehow knew that there was something strange happening in the nearby Alley. It was like he could sense it.

Peeking over the edge of the rooftop, he saw a group of about 10 people. It was a bunch of strange looking people with green-ish skin, and one normal looking person. The normal looking one was wearing a lab coat, and seemed to be about 25 yrs old. Jason felt like there was something off about that guy, but he couldn't place exactly what. He was holding a box of something in his hand, and talking to the group.

"Ok guys, I'm really confident this time!" He said, "I think one of these may be the one!"

The man placed the box on a nearby Dumpster and opened it up, taking out a strange glowing green Vial. He handed it to one of the Greenish people and watched as they injected themselves with it.

Jason watched as they began to glow slightly before their arms suddenly grew to be longer than they were tall. The Man in the Lab Coat sighed in discontent, before saying "Ok, not that one. But we still have a few to try out!"

Jason watched as one by one the people below injected themselves with the green Liquid, each of them having some strange phenomenon happen to them before moving on to the next. The strange thing was that none of them seemed to be concerned with the changes, just commenting on it felt before moving on.

Finally, they got to the last person in line. As they injected themselves, Jason felt a sense of Anticipation well up in his gut. He didn't know why, but he felt like this was going to he important.

He was proven right as the Man who had injected himself began to glow brightly. Jason was overwhelmed with the sense of Pure Power coming from him. It was intense, he didn't know how, but he could actually feel the man begin to grow stronger and stronger. The feeling was nearly suffocating, but he managed to regain his senses long enough to hear Lab Coat laugh maniacally. He looked over to see that the entire group was enthusiastically high-fiving and fist-bumping eachother, all cheering at the success.

"Hahaha! Yes! Finally!" Labcoat Cheered, "It's done! Once I make some more, we'll be able to-"

The overwhelming power suddenly cut out. It was so abrupt that even the people below didn't speak for some time. They all just stood on slight shock before Labcoat spoke up, "Ok...ok this is fine. All I need to do is take that formula and find a way to make the effect Permanent. After that we're all set." He said, a thoughtful expression on his face, "I think we'll be good to go within a Week!"

The group of people muttered in agreement, and Labcoat thanked them all for a bit before they all began to walk away. It seemed like the meeting was over.

Jason took a moment to collect himself, before deciding to follow some of the group so he could question them. Unfortunately, everybody he followed disappeared into thin air after a short time.

It occurred to him that he hadn't tried to intervene at all. Usually he would have jumped down and beaten them all black and blue for testing drugs right in front of him, but he didn't this time. Why? He also realized that he should have followed the Lab Coat guy first, not waited until it was his last option. Why did he not go after that guy instantly? Why did he hesitate? Was it something to do with that Ominous Feeling that led him to the meeting in the first place? There was just something about the guy that made Jason feel inexplicably sacred of him.

Either way, he needed to tell the others.

Because from what he had seen, a Mad Scientist had been working with a group of Metahumans to create a Super Soldier Drug right there in Gotham, and they needed to stop them.

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linos-luna · 11 months ago

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My Queen (Pt. 5) ❣️🔪

Yandere!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

(Pt. 4) (Pt. 5) (Pt 6)

Warnings: Stockholm Syndrome, Yandere, delusions, 18+ SMUT, body worship

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Being with Hyunjin has made you lose track of time. The days just seemed to blend together. Everyday was just so lovely and blissful. Hyunjin, your lovely boyfriend—no Fiancé!, treated you like royalty and perhaps you’re also falling victim to his delusions. But does that even matter?

So imagine your surprise when you woke up to Hyunjin telling you that it’s your birthday.

For the past week or so you’ve been so focused on your dream wedding. You were ecstatic about marrying the love of your life and had so many ideas. Hyunjin loved hearing them all and was in the process of figuring out how to make them all reality. Heck, you felt like you were in a dream.

One day your sweet prince sweeps you away from the cruel world and brings you home to the castle. That’s what happened, right? He loves and spoils you every day all day. He serves you like a queen. You didn’t give much thought to your past life. It was probably boring. It was probably bleak and mundane. No one loved you like Hyunjin. At least that’s what he said, and why would he lie to you?

You didn’t think about anyone else. Parents? Family? Who cares? Bosses? What bosses? Hyunjin says your family were abusive. Of course that’s why you don’t care. You can’t even remember some of their names. But they were awful to you! Your father? He would beat you! Your mother? She’d neglect you! You don’t remember it much but that’s what Hyunjin said happened. They never kept you safe! That’s why you need Hyunjin.

Friends? What friends? You had none that cared and didn’t think of them. Well… You did think about one friend…

The day you were proposed to… when was that? 2-3 weeks ago? You ran into your old friend Jihyo.

You know that Hyunjin said that you have no real friends and if you did, they don’t care but you knew that’s partially a lie. You can’t seem to remember any other friends or relationships but you remember Jihyo. She’s been your best friend since childhood. You trusted her and know she cares.

~~~~ 👑

“What do you want to do for your birthday, my queen?”

You were watching as Hyunjin made your breakfast, deep in thought before his voice snapped you out of it.

“Hm… not sure…” you replied. “Any ideas Jinnie? You know better.”

“Perhaps I’ll think of something.” He said with a shrug before putting a plate of French Toast in front of you.

“Actually…” you perked up as you had an idea. “I’d love to see my friend… remember Jihyo?”

“Friend?” He chuckled while cutting a piece of toast for you. “My love, you have no friends.”

“Well not true…” you said while taking a bite. “There’s Jihyo. My friend since we were little. Probably my only friend.”

“Really? Are you sure about that?”

“Yes Jinnie, I’m sure.” You replied with a frown. “If there’s one thing I do know, it’s that Jihyo is my best friend.”

Hyunjin was silent as he continued feeding you. He’s not sure why you’re bringing up this friend now. It bothered him. No one cares for you more than he does!

“Jinnie, I wanna see her for my—”

“No.” He interrupted.

“We maybe she can visit the—?”

“No!”

“Jinnie—”

“I SAID NO!” He snapped, slamming his fist on the table which startled you. It’s been a while since he’s gotten mad at you like that.

“I’m sorry, darling…” he said with a sigh when seeing your frightened expression. He took your hand and kissed it. “Don’t be scared…”

Once breakfast was done, Hyunjin was quick to clean up the kitchen while you went to brush your teeth.

“Never yell at the Queen! Never never never!” He whispered to himself as he washed the dishes, now feeling awful.

You just really wanted to see your friend… Why did Hyunjin get so mad?

After you were done, you felt Hyunjin come behind you, putting his hands on your hips and resting his head on your shoulder. He was so soft and gentle, and his breath tickled.

“Would you like a bath, my love?” He asked sweetly. “I bought some new soaps that I think you’ll love.”

“Okay Jinnie.” You smiled. Hyunjin didn’t bathe you every day, mostly days he let you shower by yourself, but when he does bathe you, it’s always so nice.

Hyunjin was so gentle when bathing you. He had your hair braided and pulled away from your face as he gently scrubbed at your body. You sat in the tub, taking in the warmth of the water and lovely scent of the soap. He hummed softly as he cleaned you and smiled whenever you made eye contact, making you blush. How could this man be so handsome?

After bathing, your fiancé dried you up and put a fluffy bathrobe on you. It was warm and fluffy, so cozy and comfy. He pulled out some lotion and started moisturizing your body.

You briefly pulled out your arms briefly to let him put the lotion on before slipping the sleeves back on. Hyunjin had you lay down against the pillows and started with your legs. Going from your legs to your thighs, had him blushing.

So so beautiful. He thought.

His hands shook a little as he lotioned up your legs and stomach. You couldn’t help blushing when he was close to your inner thighs. Even after there was no more substance on his hands, he continued rubbing your waist and now your breasts, massaging them while rubbing his thumbs over your now hard nipple.

You moaned a little at the feeling and couldn’t help feeling a little wet between your legs…

“You’re so beautiful, my love.” He whispered while leaning in to kiss you. “Did you have a good day?”

“Mmhm…” you nodded with a sigh as he massaged your soft flesh.

The man kissed your lips and down your neck. He adored your small whimpers and went back to your lips to catch them.

“My Love…” he said between kisses. “Let me spoil you with my love…”

“You spoil me all the time, Jinnie…” you giggled while putting your hands on his shoulders.

Hyunjin kissed down your chest and soon to your breasts. He massaged the skin while kissing and now sucking on your nipple.

You moaned as he harshly pinched your other nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

You held onto his hair, tensing up as he nipped at the soft skin.

“No, darling.” Hyunjin paused while moving your hand. “Let me do all the work… let me worship you like the queen you are…”

Hyunjin made small groans as he continued sucking on your breasts, only letting off for air.

The man then rubbed down your sides and to your hips. Since you were just bathed, he took in the sweet scent of your body and kissed around your thighs. Your thighs were pretty sensitive and it took a lot for you not to move.

“My love…” He mumbled. “So beautiful…”

Hyunjin got closer to your cunt and you whimpered when feeling his hot breath on you.

Your fiancé started kissing at your cunt. It was slow and gentle, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t making you moan out loud.

“Jinnie— fuck—”

Your thighs were shut around his head; he squeezed them as he ate you out. It was hard for you to keep your voice down and your back was arched.

It was unexpected but you came fairly quick. But Hyunjin didn’t mind; instead he lapped up your essence before looking up at you.

You were pretty fucked out. Breathing heavily as you tried thinking clearly.

“Did you like that, my love?” He asked while gently rubbing your sides. “Shall I spoil you more?”

“Mmhm~” you said sigh. He just felt so good.

Hyunjin was quick to remove his pants and boxers. He kissed your lips before rubbing his cock against your cunt, making you cry out. He didn’t want to tease you much longer and thrusted right it. He loved how you were tight around him and he pinned your wrists to each side of your head.

His thrusts were slow. You thought maybe he was teasing you, but no. He was just getting you warmed up. It wasn’t long before he went a little faster… and deeper.

Soon enough, the sound of skin slapping was in the air and your breathy moans echoed off the walls. There was no volume control as your eyes were rolled back. He kissed at your neck while whispering praises in your ear.

“My lovely Queen~” his voice was soft and breathless. It had your head spinning. “so beautiful…”

“Fairest woman… purest queen… your body glows with beauty…”

As corny as his compliments were, they were always nice to hear.

He was close to his own high, losing some control as he went faster.

“Fuck—” he grunted while rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Fuck-… my love—”

“Jinnie-!” You cried out at the feeling of him thumb, bucking your hips to meet his as you were just as desperate. “Jinnie-… I wanna cum—”

Hyunjin only continued rubbing your clit some more until you finally let go. He was about to pull out when you grabbed his arm.

“Fill me, jinnie…” you whined. “I want your cum… I want you~”

Who was he to question you? Of course he’ll listen! He held your hand as he came, painting your walls white. And it felt so good.

You just knew the substance would be dripping out when he pulls out, you were stuffed as he stayed still to catch his breath.

He was amazing. With his handsome features and luscious hair, you wondered how you were able to find a man so amazing…

——— 👑

As you got dressed, Hyunjin was pacing in the living room. He felt bad; You wanted so badly to see your friend.

“She wants to… the Queen wants to…”

You paused, listening to him from the other side of the wall.

“I must do what the Queen wants… no but it’s dangerous…”

You were confused, as he… arguing with himself…?

“No— what if— no! No exceptions!” He snapped. “That girl… she’ll steal my queen away!”

That’s ridiculous. He’s probably just thinking out loud

“She wouldn’t… but maybe she would… I trust my Queen…”

Hyunjin rubbed his forehead in frustration. “Bring her to the castle… it’s safer— no! Away from castle— no not outside…”

You were a bit worried. He seemed really frustrated with himself.

“But she won’t be happy—… she has to be happy!” He blurted out now smacking his head. “She has to be! Happy! Happy! Happy!”

You came out as you could hear his frustration and ran to him when seeing him harming himself. “Jinnie stop!”

“Happy- are you happy?!” He yelled out while grabbing your hand and falling to his knees. “My queen must be happy! Are you satisfied?!”

It was a bit unnerving how frantic he was. He wasn’t even looking at you, instead staring at the floor while rocking slightly. He was distraught but not crying. He was even shaking a little as he squeezed your hand.

“I am happy, Jinnie—”

“Good! That’s good!” He interrupted while kissing your hand. “See she’s happy!”

It was hard to tell what exactly was wrong with him. You didn’t hear him talk to himself like this often… and when he did, you never knew what to do.

“Does my queen want to see her friend?” He asked, still looking down but holding your hand to his head.

“I-I… um… yeah…” you replied awkwardly.

“I’ll make it happen… anything for my queen… anything for her…” there was a moment of silence before he looked up at you with a blank expression.

“Jinnie?”

“Yes Love?” He replied with a smile as if nothing was wrong.

“A-are you okay…?”

“Don’t worry about me.” He said while standing up. “We should call your friend. Let me get your phone.”

“You… broke it… quite a while ago…”

“Really?” He asked sounding genuinely confused. “Perhaps it’s somewhere… can’t be that broken…”

After some quick searching through the drawers, Hyunjin was able to find it. He plugged it into a charger and surprisingly it turned on. The screen was practically shattered but he was sure to be able to get the number he needed.

——— 👑

Your friend was actually surprised to get a call from you. She was afraid he locked you up forever, never letting you out again.

“Y/n?”

“Jihyo! Jinnie says it’s my birthday!” You said excitedly. “He says we can hang out!”

“Oh… that’s great.” Your friend replied, taken aback. “Am I going to your house?”

“Jinnie says you can’t come to the castle.”

“Why not?”

“Because you can’t.” You replied with a shrug. “No one is allowed in the Queen’s castle.”

“But he’s allowed?”

“Yes because he rescued me silly!”

“Right…” she replied awkwardly. “So… where are we going?”

“Jinnie picked out a restaurant. To get late lunch and maybe dessert!”

“Alright then… text me the address.” She said with a sigh. “I’ll meet you guys there…”

Hyunjin was behind you as you had your little conversation, a bit nervous to how this outting would pan out. Sure he wants you to be happy, after all it is your birthday, but how is he going to keep your friend in check?

Jihyo also wondered how this would play out. Maybe she can snap you out of whatever spell this man has you under. Maybe she can save you from his brainwashing…

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Sorry to keep y’all’s waiting. I got busy 😅

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xoxoavenger · 7 months ago

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Hey! Since you’re taking requests, can I request a sort of part two (not necessarily it could jsut be a stand alone) to Days of Future Past where what if younger Charles had a wife in the 70s where reader decides to break it off with Charlie’s casue the love she had for him begun to slowly dwindle because of all the events that happened in the last fic. And while she does care for him as the father of her son and fully expects him to still be in his sons life, she can’t be with him anymore since it’s to much

Broken

pairing: Charles Xavier x Fem!Reader

word count: 739

warnings: angst, no comfort

notes: Days Of Future Past was posted a year ago for my birthday celebration, so it's only fitting that I post the long awaited part 2 for another birthday celebration 🥰

Days Of Future Past (part 1)

birthday celebration main masterlist

The thing about change is that it doesn't happen overnight.

When Logan went back to his own time, Y/N never expected Charles to go back to normal immediately. She knew it would be an uphill battle. But she was pregnant and tired of waiting.

"You're joking." Charles says. They're in his study, Y/N standing even though she is due in a week. They haven't had any conversations that aren't about their son since Logan came, and they need to have this conversation before there's a baby taking up all their time. When she brought up her decision, he didn't seem to like it.

"I know you're on cocaine." She says point blank. She's known for awhile, but it's finally time to force him to get his shit together.

"If you're going to leave me, you might as well go before our son comes." He doesn't think she'll actually do it. He goes back to his work, sitting behind his desk as if she'll huff and walk out. But His words just make her more sure in her decision. She takes a deep breath and looks over at him.

"Charles. I am leaving you. We're not arguing about that right now. What we're talking about is if you're going to be in our son's life or not." She can tell this makes Charles mad, but she has to think of herself and her son. She can't stay with Charles, not when he continuously puts her through tough times. She doesn't know how she's even gotten through this pregnancy when all he's done is get high or drunk and act like she wasn't pregnant for six months.

"What the fuck?" Charles blinks, looking up slowly. "You can't just leave as we're about to have a kid!" His argument infuriates her.

"I'm not in love with you anymore!" She screams, the room going completely quiet. They stare at each other, both hurting.

"What does that mean?" He whispers, and she almost wants to take it back. She can't though, because it's the truth.

"I'll always love you, Charles." She tells him, walking closer slowly. "But after what you put me through, I'm not in love with you."

"I need you." He tells her, reaching out when she gets close enough and grabbing her hand. "I can't get through life without you."

"I'll be here." She assures, moving his hand to her protruding stomach. "There will be a piece of us in this world soon, and I would go through everything again for him. But you and I cannot work together. At least not now." Tears begin to fall from Charles' eyes.

"I can quit." He mutters, and she nods.

"I know you can. And you're going to for our son." She moves to sit on his desk. He puts his head against her stomach, tears soaking her shirt.

"I need you." He repeats, and she just shakes her head.

"Our son needs you." She cards her hands through his hair. "Maybe in another time, we can be together, but you've put me through too much."

"I'm sorry." He finally whispers, and she nods, trying not to cry. "I love you so much."

"I know you do." She tells him. A part of her feels bad. She knows he's trying. But it's too little too late, and she can't sacrifice any more of herself.

"I can change." He promises.

"Charles," She pulls away from him, looking down. "I know you can change. But I can't wait for it. I can't keep giving up pieces of myself to fix you." She feels the need to kiss him, for the comfort and the repetitiveness. But it'll only hurt worse.

"I don't need to be fixed. I just need time." He begs, and it's the same thing Y/N has heard over and over.

"I don't have time to give you." She tells him truthfully, moving away from him now. "Our baby will be brilliant. He will have two loving parents. But they will not be together. For their sake and his."

"Y/N," He starts, but he doesn't have anything left to say. He has nothing left to beg with.

"I love and care for you." She whispers. "But I am not in love with you. You have taken things from me that you cannot give back. Broken things you can't repair. And I can't forgive you for that."

She walks out without looking back, going to move her stuff out of their room.

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#charles xavier x reader #young charles xavier #young charles xavier x reader #x men x reader

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lokischocolatefountain · 2 years ago

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Married Javier Peña Masterlist

Series of drabbles and one-shots where I imagine local slut Javi P being married.

(Pls help I accidentally started naming chapters with only words that begin with S and now I’m struggling to stick to the theme)

Fuckbuddy Javi

Setting Boundaries

Summary: Javi realizes he can't have his cake and eat it too Words: 0.8k

Comparison

Summary: Other guys don't compare to Javi Words: 0.5k

Jealous Javi

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The Gun in The Back of His Jeans | Part 1

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The Gun in The Back of His Jeans | Part 2

Solace 💜

Engaged Javi

Sundress

Summary: Javi's fiancé is in a pretty sundress, charming everyone in his hometown of Laredo, Texas. How could he not be driven mad? Words: 2.2k

Second Thoughts

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Married Javi

Chucho’s Boy

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Sickness and Health

Summary: Who knew big bad DEA Agent Javier Peña turned into a little baby when he was sick... Words: 2k

Say No to Me

Summary: It hadn’t been a good day at work for Javier Peña— what was new? She knew she could make him bury his frustrations in her, but it was taking a much more convincing than he usually needed. It didn’t matter. She liked a challenge. Words: 5.7k

Salvation

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southerntigress · 25 days ago

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you know that video of Nikki sixx from a long time ago when he says to the audience

You wanna see who has the bigger dick

You know where the tour bus is

Can write a smut story inspired by that ?

Sorry this took so long but here it is FINALLY

Tour Bus Shenanigans

I woke up to my phone going off like I roll my eyes, sigh, reach over to delcine the call and roll back over to go back to sleep. I'm drained and don't wanna be bothered yet.

It goes off again I cover my head up to try and block it out, finally it stops and I dose back off.

I was sleeping so good til my best friend busts through my bedroom door almost knocking it off the hinges and pounces on top off me

"Wake the fuck up bitch" she says as she bounces up and down on me

I open one eye and look at her "if you don't get your ass off of me I'm gonna throat punch you" I threaten

She only giggles and continues to bounce on me I've had enough so I roll over and this causes her to go flying off of me and land in the floor.

I sit up and look over the edge of the bed at her in the floor and start laughing as she glares at me

"Fucking Bitch" she says

"Serves you right. Shouldn't come barging in my house and proceed to bounce on me like some mad woman while I'm sleeping" I say

She flips me off as she gets up

" I was concerned you didn't answer your phone" she says as she sits on my bed

" that's cause SOMEONE kept me out til 4 in the morning last night" I sass

She rolled her eyes at me

"Bitch it's your birthday of course I did" she smiles

"My birthday was a week ago" I say

"Well I guess you don't want your gift then" she smirks

"Depends on what it is" i shrugs

She pulls out a envelope and hands it to me. I open it and squeal

"Are you for real?" I say

"Hell yeah" she says

"2 front row tickets for Motley Crue's show tonight" she adds with a smile

"You're the best" I say hugging her

"I know now let's get dressed and leave" she said

We get at the venue and it was packed with ppl running around everywhere. We get a drink and a snack and make our way to our spots.

After a little while the lights dim and the boys come on absolutely rocking the stage. I've been to many crue shows and each one is better they have so much energy and stage presences it's crazy.

After they play Girls Girls Girls Nikki walks to the mic and addresses the crowd, they're a little bit more wilder tonight

" you wanna see who has the bigger dick? You know where the tour bus is right?" He randomly says as he looks out in the crowd

His eyes land on me for a minute and he smirks at me then walks off stage

The night went on and it was hot, sweaty and damn good time, as we was leaving we walked by the tour buses

I look at my friend and she looks back at me with the same look

"We should go over and take Nikki up on his offer" I say

"You go ahead I'm gonna head home I'm tired" she says

"I'm not doing it by myself" I say

"Yes you are, think of it as a birthday gift from yourself" she says and walks off leaving me there

I hesitate for a minute then deicide what the hell? I go to the bus and knock, the door opens with a shirtless Nikki standing in the door I look him up and down

He smirks "may I help you?"

"I don't know you might can" I say as I lean on the frame of the door

He looks intrigued as he nods his head at me to go on "You see I have this little problem I need some help with" I say as I look at him through my lashes

"Yeah, what's that?" He says

"Well you see I was in the front row and I got all wet from the water you spit out" I say

"Well that's unfortunate" he says " I don't think I can help you with that" he teases

"Hmm, then maybe you can help with something else" I say as I play with the end of my hair

He raises his eyebrow at me and I continue

" Well you see it's my birthday and I heard you say if we wanted to see who had the bigger dick that we knew where the tour bus was-"

"Ahh so you came to call my bluff huh" he smirks

I nod my head " it would make a great birthday gift" I smile

Nikki laughs as he grabs my arm and pulls me into the bus

"Hey guys look what I got" he says as he takes me to the lounge area

The others turn their heads towards us

" she's hot sixx, where did you find her?" Tommy asks

"Can we keep her?" He adds

Nikki shakes his head" that's just it she found us and she's not a pet tbone ee can't keep her" Nikki says

Vince looks at him with confused looked

"Damn shame she would make a great pet" Tommy says and pats me on the head

I swat at his hand

"Fuck off tommy" I say as they laugh

"Anyways, She came to take me up on my offer about seeing who has the bigger dick" Nikki says

Tommy and Vince chuckle and look at me

" is that so?" Vince asks

"Yes" I say

"Not only that but it's her birthday" Nikki says with a grin

"Spoiler alert I have the biggest dick" Tommy says

"You mean you are the biggest dick" Vince says

"Fuck you Neil" Tommy says

"Alright assholes enough!" Nikki says

"Let's show her what she wants then" Vince says

"Oh we will but on one condition" Nikki says

"What's that?" I asked

" Afterwards you have to fuck us" Nikki says

" deal but one on one and I get to choose who takes my pussy, my ass and who gets gets to eat" I say

"You're on" they agree

So they line up and pull their pants down one by one and I walk infront of each one getting a good look at them

"Very nice boys" i say

"Vince you get my ass, Tommy you get to eat me out and Nikki you get to fuck my pussy" I smirk at them

"Aww why do they get to fuck you and all I get is to eat you" Tommy whined

"Cause I'm pretty sure if you fucked my pussy or ass you would break me and I would die" I giggle

"You ain't wrong" Nikki says laughing

"Fuck yeah! Told you I was the biggest" he cheered

"Yeah, yeah let's get this started" I say

Hands down the best night and birthday ever in the history of ever.

#nikki sixx smut #nikki sixx #nikki sixx fanfiction #motely crue #nikki sixx oneshot #nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx x you #nikki sixx fan fiction #motley crue #tommy lee #vince neil

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aleksa-sims · 1 month ago

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Simself Story

After my birthday I finished my apartment with my sister. When we came back home from Italy in September, N. and I bought all the furniture we needed within 3 days. 🤯 That was pure stress! We wanted to do it fast, because N. only had 2 weeks, before he had to go back to Italy to play soccer.

Our bedroom my Grandparents paid for us. Nico’s Mom bought the nursery. That was her wish. She wanted to choose a nice Baby-room for Lucas. Tbh, I had other plans for the nursery, but I didn’t want to upset her, so I didn’t say anything.... All in all, I was satisfied with everything we bought for our apartment...

But 2 weeks ago, Nico and I had a big fight about... all THIS & the money we spent. I don’t care about that fucking money. I was mad at him, because I felt like he doesn’t care about our life and future. He didn’t care about anything, as long as he doesn’t have to spend his money. It was important to me, that we ALL feel comfortable here. But Nico was just pissed, bad-tempered and annoyed by me. No matter what I asked him, like his opinion about the furniture, or asked him for help with something in our apartment, he just ignored me or rolled his eyes. So I got really pissed too and told him to fuck off, if he doesn’t want to be here with me. He mistook my words. He thought I really wanted to kick him out or so. He accused me of having taken advantage of him, his money, etc... Our quarrel got really bad, worse than ever before!! I said something totally mean to him. I thought he was leaving me, otherwise I would never have said such a shit to him! I just wanted to hurt him atm. I told him, I wish I was with Philip. 🙊 But I swear, that was just a stupid lie! I didn’t want Philip, honestly, I just wanted to hurt Nico. N. got so mad, that he pushed me against the wall. He was just leaving our apartment. I stood in his way and continued to talk about Philip and.... also Daniel.🤦‍♀️��‍♀️ He told me to shut up and let him pass, or he’ll hurt me. His threat was ridiculous to me. He never attacked me physically during a fight. But that night it happened somehow. I don’t think he REALLY, intended to hurt me that badly. He grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me violently to the side. I’ve injured my right shoulder. I didn’t expect him to push me so hard to the side. I literally slammed into the wall next to me.

When he realized that I had hurt myself, he immediately apologized. It was so painful, that I could not hold back my tears. My shoulder throbbed with pain. He wanted to take me to the ER, but I was against it, instead I took a strong painkiller. We didn’t have a bed in our apartment at the time, we just slept on the mattress and Lucas was at my parents. I fell asleep relatively quickly after the pain medication started to work. N. was lying next to me. I thought he was going to leave? That’s why our fight got so heated. But I was glad he was here. Some hours later, I woke up. I was feeling better aaand .............well, we ended up having sex.🤷‍♀️After we were done, he got up and got ready for his flight back to Italy. Before he left he came to me. He asked if I was all right, he told me that he loved me and went to the airport. Since then I haven’t seen N. I mean, we have of course talked on the phone, but never about what happened the night before his departure. I thought I’d wait until he comes home to talk about everything in peace. Well, that was 2 weeks ago.

Back to now, the day I finished my apartment. As I said, I was satisfied, everything looked good, but something was missing? The feeling of being at home was just not there. I couldn’t feel it. I sat on the floor and looked around, wondering what was missing? During the last 2 weeks, I was here mostly alone or with Ana, and in the evening, I went to my parents where Lucas was. I have never really stayed here in my apartment without Lucas or Nico. Maybe I need the two with me, so I feel comfortable here? I generally felt really off that day. As if I was only dreaming all this and I was constantly dizzy. I felt my body change. But I thought I was tired and stressed about moving. I need to sleep and stop worrying about everything.

The next day N.’s Mom called me.

She was worried about N. and me. She asked me what happened? Nico came home last night. He went to his Mom’s house. I thought he’d be back tomorrow? N.'s Mom also wondered why he came to her and didn’t go straight home, to me? Nico told her, the constant travelling was getting too stressful for him. He had to rest for a few hours in his mother’s house, because he can not at home, at our place. He was afraid we would fight again. He asked his Mom to leave him alone.

After talking to his Mom I thought N. wants to break up with me. 😟I was almost sure. Maybe something happened in Italy between him and that stupid bitch Sabrina? I was thinking about calling him? I texted him. I promised him that I don’t want to argue with him anymore and that he should come home. Not even 5 minutes after I sent my text, N. was there. So he was already on his way to me before I texted him. Hopefully everything is fine.

Also, I’m going to get a strange call from a woman. It was about Daniel and our divorce. I gave it up slowly to divorce him, it seemed impossible. 😩 What was Daniel up to? Why did he do that to me? I was sick of playing that damn hide-and-seek game with him.

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capitalisticveins · 25 days ago

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1 your hc were great tysm!!! (i'm now just picturing FL frantically wrapping Caelum’s horns first time they see them break LOL) and 2 (some of) my favorite characters (cuz i'm indecisive) are Gavin (hence my title), Guy, Lasko(first character audio i listened to was one of his I don't remember witch one tho),Milo, and Sam (to name 5 lol)

~ Deviant anon ／(^ x ^)＼

(ps if you want to write any headcanons for any of the characters above you can use this ask as a space for that! (no pressure ofc!) :> )

Im so mad I wrote this and Tumblr ate it fUCK MEEEE

oh well you win some you lose everything

TRICK!!!

— Gavin rarely returns to Aria partly due to his Steward, Ophiuchus. Aside from not acknowledging his boundaries, Ophiuchus doesn't call Gavin by his chosen name, deliberately calling him "Vindemiator" instead. Ophiuchus finds it disrespectful that Gavin would change him name, so Gavin refuses to pay them any mind until an ounce of respect is given to him. (Which won't be for a while...)

— Guy was always told that screenwriting takes luck, and that he'd never be able to make it to film because of that. People rarely believed in him. Years later, with his script still not pitched, he's starting to think the people who doubted him were right, and he just wasted thousands on a degree that means nothing.

— Lasko's parents were insanely strict during his childhood. They controlled everything about him. The kind of friends he had were controlled, his curfew was always no later than 4:30pm, he couldn't use entertainment technology until the weekend; and even then the hours were limited. If he ever tried to argue against this, his parents would yell and threaten him until he was teary-eyed and sobbing. When his powers manifested, this behavior only amplified tenfold. He was homeschooled from 7th grade to 12th, and was rarely allowed outside at all.

— Milo was always in love with cats, and expressed love for them ever since he was a toddler. For his 13th birthday, Marie scraped up enough money to get him a tiny calico cat. Milo loved her with all his heart, for the year he had her. About a year later, Milo came back from school and couldn't find her anywhere. Marie hasn't seen her, but told him that she might come back soon. After a month, Colm was home long enough for Milo to find him and ask if he'd seen her. He admitted that he sold her to a family for money a while ago after running low on cash. Milo tried contacting the family, and Marie went to go find them, but the family said she was violent and Colm wouldn't take her back when they initially called, so they gave her to a shelter. He contacted the shelter and they admitted to euthanizing her a few weeks ago.

— Sam had an older brother he admired more than anything when he was younger. They had a 7 year age difference, but they would hang out together whenever his brother was free, since no one outside of his family wanted to interact with Sam. After his brother turned 18, he moved states overnight, all the way north. Sam tried calling and texting him multiple times but he never answered. The night before running away, he called his brother one last time, and he picked up very angry. He was yelling about how annoying Sam was, about how that family, including him, ruined his life, and to "Leave me the hell alone!". That was the last time Sam spoke to his brother, and to Sam, his older brother is just as rotten as everyone else in his family. Except for his grandma of course.

#I'm sorry it took so long after Tumblr at my first post I remembered I had a paper due in 30 minutes and rushed to finish it😭😭😭#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted sam #redacted milo #redacted guy #redacted gavin #redacted lasko

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rorywritesjunk · 1 year ago

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I can’t tell where the journey will end But I know where to start

Prequel to my Kid Buggy fic, set about 11-ish years before that story.

Buggy meets you by chance when he needs his buttons sewn back onto his jacket. He’s young, up and coming, and he thinks everyone should cower before him wherever he goes, but all you do is smile at him.

Rating: PG-13ish just for some swearing. Warning: Buggy’s in his early 20s. He’s an asshole. He just is because I wanted to write him loud, demanding, everything. There’s 3 new characters thrown in because why not? Future Wife gets a name as well! A/N: I have no idea when Buggy became a Captain, so he’s a fresh faced captain in this. No clue how long this fic will be. I just started on the 4th chapter but I’m excited to write it out! I had fun with the original fic and decided to write the prequel to how they met. Enjoy!

Title comes from “Wake Me Up” by Avicii.

TAGLIST: @lostfirefly @ane5e @kingofthemfingpirates @the-angriest-angel @tiredemomama @valen-yamyam16 @i-reblog-fics-i-like @plethora-of-fickleness

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 + Chapter 10 + Chapter 11 + Chapter 12 + Chapter 13 + Chapter 14 + Chapter 15 + Chapter 16 + Chapter 17 + Chapter 18 + Epilogue

Chapter 4

The girls refused to speak to you because of how you defended Buggy. They still thought he was rude and didn’t like him, and they didn’t understand why you’d defend him. They were also mad because not only did they have to clean the kitchen twice that night, but Miss Pins had them sort fabric scraps by color before organizing all the threads the same way over the last few weeks. The final act of punishment was organizing all the pins and needles by length and gauge.

They didn’t think it was fair.

Had you been in charge you would have dismissed them from their apprenticeships entirely.

Yes, Buggy was loud, had been rude each visit to you and Miss Pins but he was a pirate and all the shop’s customers were pirates. A lot of them were rude to you and Miss Pins, some even threatening, but he was also becoming a repeat customer and overpaid you each time, and when you brought it to the attention of Miss Pins, she let you keep the extra amount because you took on helping him.

Honestly, and you didn’t want to admit it to your boss just yet, but you liked Buggy. So far he hadn’t tried to flirt with you, act inappropriately, or threaten you. Countless others had since the day you started as an apprentice. Miss Pins was protective of her girls, having no problem pointing a gun at any pirate creeps should they make her apprentices uncomfortable. Buggy was loud, demanding, but he wasn’t a creep.

It had been a month since you last saw Buggy and you figured that you weren’t going to see him again. Why would he return to the shop after what the girls had said? You felt bad about it and wished you could have talked with him a bit more, but he took off so fast that you didn’t get a chance to.

You still had his socks that you fixed for him and even secured him an extra pair. Maybe he’d stop by to pick them up? You weren’t going to hold out a lot of hope. No doubt he would be on his ship, sailing for treasure or adventure, forgetting about the incident a month ago.

Hopefully.

The shop was closed for the evening but you were still working when you saw him again. You wanted to get extra work done before taking a few days for yourself to celebrate your birthday. The girls originally wanted to do something with you but now that they weren’t talking to you, you got to do whatever you wanted.

You were going to go to a nearby lake and feed the ducks while enjoying a packed lunch.

The pounding at the door startled you. You grabbed a broom to protect yourself as you approached it and looked through the peephole. You saw the bright red nose and immediately relaxed as you opened the door, smiling at him as he stood on the doorstep.

“We’re closed, you know.” You told him teasingly. “We’re not a clinic where you can stop by whenever you need me to fix something.”

He looked flustered as he tried to think of a response, but you grabbed his hand and pulled him into the shop, closing the door behind him as you headed back to your work. He followed after you, looking around at the different bolts of fabric on shelves, the trays of thread, and several dresses that hung on a rack behind the counter. You took a seat and gestured to the other chair as you picked your sewing back up.

“You left your socks, you know.” You said as you passed the needle through the fabric. You were finishing up another dress for a customer, attaching the bodice and skirt together with piping along where the two pieces met. “I was worried you wouldn’t come back for them.”

Buggy sat down and crossed his arms, turning his attention to what you were doing. Your fingers were careful as you worked, your fingernails guiding along the piping to keep it in place as you sewed. He didn’t think you actually made things, just repaired them, so he watched you for a moment before responding.

“I had other socks.” He mumbled as you removed a pin and stuck it into your little pin cushion. “I… was going to come back.” He glanced up at your face, seeing the look of concentration, and looked back down at your work. “Why are you up so late?”

“Why are you at the shop late?” You countered as you stuck a pin in your mouth before repositioning the fabric. He hesitated and looked away. “Surely not for your socks, Buggy.”

“I… was out on a walk.” He replied as he clenched his jaw. “And I saw the light on and thought maybe you were being robbed.”

You took the pin out of your mouth and stuck it back through the layers of fabric. “And you knocked so kindly.”

“I don’t have-”

He stopped himself and took a deep breath, trying not to overreact. You were just teasing him, trying to rile him up, but there was no malice in your voice. He looked back at you and saw you were smiling at him and his heart skipped a beat and his face was warm. He cleared his throat and tried again.

“I just wanted to stop by and… say hi. I didn’t realize how late it was.”

“Well, hello and good evening then.” You chuckled. “What would you have done if Miss Pins answered the door with her shotgun?”

“I’m not scared of her!” Buggy shot back. You looked over his shoulder and grinned.

“Good evening, boss.”

Buggy spun around, eyes wide, but you laughed. There was no one there. Oh, you were cruel. He turned back around and glared at you. You were still laughing as you set your sewing down. Buggy huffed and looked away from you with a glare on his face.

“Sorry, sorry.” You giggled as you wiped the tears from your eyes. “As for your question about why I’m up so late… My birthday is in two days so I want to get as much work done as possible so I can relax.”

“Oh, birthday?” He repeated. Girls liked getting gifts. Should he get you a gift? Why would he get you one? He looked back at you as you picked your sewing back up now that you had calmed down from laughing. What kind of gift would he get you if he was to get you something? He was a pirate, he could go find some treasure and give half to you, but would that be weird? Why was he even considering that?

“Mhm.” You nodded. “I’m going to go feed and watch the ducks and have lunch.”

“Ducks?” Buggy laughed. Ducks were not exciting, but if you liked them, he would take you all around to show you all the ducks in the world if you wanted. “Just duck watching, that’s it?”

“Yea.” You frowned when he laughed. It wasn’t really anything to laugh about. You didn’t need to do something exciting to enjoy yourself, just sitting and taking it easy was enough. “It’s something I like to do, Buggy.”

“It’s your birthday, though! You should be going out and doing something fun!” He said. “Drinking, having a party, something like that! Go on a raid or something!”

“I’m not a pirate, Buggy.” You reminded him as you looked back at your sewing. “I’d rather do something quiet.”

He leaned back in his seat and watched you with a frown. You lived in a town frequented by pirates, you had to be used to what they got up to, so why would you want to do something as boring as watching ducks? Maybe you were just never given the opportunity to do something fun. Buggy would change that.

“How about we-”

He didn’t get to finish that sentence because he saw you look up, eyes widening at something behind him. He wasn’t going to fall for that again so he rolled his eyes. “The old hag’s not there, so don’t try and trick me again.”

THWACK

“Get the hell out of my shop!” Miss Pins barked as she raised the broom up again. “Do you realize how late it is?!”

Buggy fell out of the chair and dodged the blows from her broom. He almost made it to the door before she threw it at his feet, tripping him up as he scrambled. She stormed over to him and grabbed the door, pulling it open before pointing out.

“It’s too late for you to be coming around!” She snapped as he hurried out the door, but not before he looked back at you for a split second. You were still in your chair, looking rather amused by the whole exchange. At least you weren’t frowning at him anymore. Maybe he could sneak back around for your birthday. He just needed to find out where the ducks would be.

Miss Pins slammed the door behind him before rounding on you. “Stop encouraging him!”

“I haven’t done anything!” You exclaimed. “I’m just being nice to him!”

“That’s encouraging him! I don’t need another lovesick pirate after you, Sunny! He’s as bad as the last one!” Miss Pins snapped. “I can’t keep chasing these pirates off!”

“He’s not like the last one!” You shot back. “And he’s not lovesick, he just needs a friend, Miss Pins. It’s not like he’s asking me to marry him every time he sees me!”

Your boss glared at you as she locked the door and picked up the broom. The last one wasn’t like that until the fifth visit, where he had demanded you to marry him while you were fixing his coat. You were only 19, the man was almost ten years your senior and if your boss hadn’t been there, who knows where you would have ended up. She wasn’t going to lose you then to that man and she wasn’t about to lose you to some nobody pirate.

“He’s not welcome here anymore.” Miss Pins told you. “And next time you see him you tell him that.”

She left after that, returning upstairs without another word, leaving you alone to think about what she said.

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rxmqnova · 1 year ago

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Surprise!

Y/N: 28 years old Scar: 35 years old Rose: 5 years old Story: The Marvel cast decides to surprise Scarlett with a birthday party… ——————————————————

Y/N'S POV My girlfriend and I had been trying for a baby for months. We had many fertility appointments and attempts and it finally happened! I'm pregnant! I found out a week after Scarlett left to film a movie which was 3 months ago. It sucks, cause I want to tell her personally, so she still has no idea. However, she's coming back today and it's also her birthday, so it's a perfect gift. I can't wait to see her reaction! Right now I'm watching a movie in our bed, wearing my favorite Scarlett's hoodie and her sweatpants. I miss her so much, so I tend to steal her clothes when she's away. To be honest I steal her clothes even when she's home…

Rose's spending some time with her grandmother this week, so I'm home all alone, but Lizzie offered to pick her up today, so we'll be together soon. It's nice to have some time for myself, but I miss that little demon so much. She's not biologically mine, but we have such a great relationship. She even calls me 'mama' which melts my heart every time I hear it.

My sister Lizzie spent here the entire week. She's so excited to be an auntie to another little human. I'm surprised she hasn't told Scarlett yet, the two of them are best friends.

I stop my movie as I ran out of chips, ready to go and grab a new bag from the kitchen when I hear some noise from downstairs. It can't be Scarlett, cause she's on the plane right now. She called me a few hours ago from the AirPort… Who in the world would rob a house at 2 in the afternoon?! I quickly open my closet, taking out a bat that I'd hidden here when Scarlett left. I quietly and slowly walk downstairs, ready to punch anyone who's here right now.

My heart is about to skip a beat with every step I make and my hands are shaking like crazy. I step off the last step, putting the bat on my shoulder properly and walking to the kitchen where the noise is coming from.

I see a man standing with his back facing me. I tighten my grip over the bat, ready to hit him in the head.

"What the hell are you doing here?" A man's voice says behind me, making me jump.

I slowly turn around to be met with Robert Downey Junior. The man I was about to hit turns around, looking at me. It's Chris Evans.

Seconds later there is literally the entire Marvel cast, except my sister as she's the one picking Scarlett up from the AirPort. Great…

"What are you doing here?" Chris Evans asks me. "And why the hell are you holding that bat?"

"I-I-" I sutter, getting cut off by Robert.

"She wanted to hit you with it" Robert says. The truth is that even though Scar and I are together for a few years, she hasn't come out yet. Her friends have no idea about me, so that's why they're reacting like this. My sister knows of course, she's the only one from Scarlett's friends.

"I-I'm sorry. I… I-I thought you wanted to rob the house" I finally let out some words. I've never been more scared in my life.

"Us? Who even are you? Oh my god, is that Scarlett's hoodie?" Jeremy looks at me with wide eyes. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

"Y-Yeah. I-I'm Y/N" I say.

"Well, Y/N… What are you doing in Scarlett's house?" Robert asks. "I-I'm living here" I answer. Where's my sister when I need her…

"Yeah, there's no way Scarlett wouldn't tell us if someone was living in her house" Evans says. "Call the police" He orders, looking at Robert. "What? No. That's not necessary. I'm living here" I repeat, I really don't want to get into trouble. I haven't even done anything.

"Yeah. I'm calling" Robert says, already putting his phone to his ear. I sigh, pressing a palm to my forehead. Scarlett's gonna be so mad. I bet the last thing she wants is to deal with her girlfriend being taken to the police station…

"Please don't call the police. Lizzie is my sister" I sigh, looking at Robert with hope, but he only rolls his eyes.

It doesn't take long until the police arrives. I show them my documents like they asked me to and they lead me out of the house. They're really gonna lock me up for getting into my own house?? Great, really great, Y/N…

Just before I can get into the car, a little body crashes into my legs. I smile when I see my daughter looking up at me, her arms wrapped around my thighs.

"Hi" I give her a smile which she returns, mumbling a 'hi, mama' back to me.

"Rose, what are you doing? Come here" Evans says, practically peeling Rosie off of me. The little girl starts crying, immediately calling me to help her, but my hands are in handcuffs and I can talk what I want, but nobody listens to me.

I sigh in relief when I see Lizzie walking out of her car, Scarlett following her.

"Mama!" Rosie cries out, reaching her hands for me. Tears from in my eyes when I see my little one crying and I can't hold her.

"Don't you see she's crying for me?! She's my daughter for god's sake! Take off that stupid handcuffs! I didn't do anything!" I raise my voice, tears running down my cheeks. I'm so tired of this bullshit. I just want my Scarly and Rosie to cuddle and my bag of chips.

"What's going on here? Why are you in handcuffs? Where are you taking her?" Scarlett is finally here, my sister right behind her.

"I'm sorry" I say before breaking into tears. I just can't hold it anymore. Stupid pregnancy mood swings… Scarlett comes to me, telling off the police when they tell her to stay back.

"About what, honey?" She asks, cupping my cheeks with her hands and wiping my tears out with her thumbs.

"You must be so tired and you come home to see this" I cry out. "Hey, it's okay, Y/N/N" She smiles. "Tell me what happened"

"Your friends thought I was a theif and a stalker and god knows what and they called the police on me" I explain, tears still running down my cheeks even though Scarlett's wiping them out.

"Y/N/N, I'm so sorry" She sighs. "She's not a theif or a stalker. Y/N is my girlfriend, she lives here" Scar says to the police. They finally take off the painful handcuffs and I wrap my arms around Scarlett's neck.

"Mama" Rosie cries out again. I smile, taking her from Evan's arms.

"It's okay now, baby. I'm not going anywhere" I kiss her cheek a few times, walking back to Scarlett who wraps her arms both of us.

"I missed you" Scar says into my ear while we're hugging.

"I missed you too, so much" I tell her back honestly before we pull away and in a second I get pulled into another hug by my sister. "Are you okay?" She asks with a smile.

"Yeah. All good now" I smile and hug her again.

"Can someone explain to us what's happening?" Downey asks confused.

"You called the police on my little sister, that's happening" Lizzie says annoyed. She's very overprotective over me. I usually hate it, but today it feels nice.

"That's your sister?" Evans asks surprised, pointing at me.

"Don't be so surprised, I told you I was Lizzie's sister when you were calling the police" I give him a glare. I won't forget this that quickly.

"I literally told you about her last week" Lizzie sighs.

"Why is she living in Scarlett's house though?" Jeremy asks.

"Because Y/N is my girlfriend. You could have just called me and I'd tell you it's fine" Scar sighs. "Let's just go inside"

We all move inside, everybody apologizing to me and Downey immediately handing us a glass of champagne since it's Scar's birthday.

"I won't, thanks" I tell him on which my girlfriend furrows her brows, wrapping her arms around me from behind and resting her head on my shoulder.

"You're not my Y/N. My Y/N never says no to alcohol" Scar jokes, making me chuckle.

"Well… I wouldn't say no if I didn't have to but… I can't drink for a while" I smile, turning around in her arms and getting met with a confused look from my girlfriend. I take her hand, putting it on my stomach on which she seems to realize.

"No… You're… you're pregnant?" She asks, her eyes filling with tears. I smile, nodding my head.

"I found out a week after you left. We're having a baby" I almost whisper as tears are in my eyes too by now. "Happy birthday, my love" I smile and she pulls me into a kiss.

Scarlett drags me on the couch, pushing me gently to sit down. She kneels in front of me, pulling my (her) hoodie up. I laugh when she starts spreading kisses all over my stomach.

"Hey there, little one. It's your mommy. I love you so much" She mumbles between kisses. "So we're 3 months far?" She asks, smiling at me.

"3 months" I smile back, twirling my finger around Scar's hair. She rolls my hoodie back down, sitting next to me and wrapping her arm around me on which I cuddle up to her and she rubs my stomach with her free hand. "I love you so much"

"I love you too" She smiles, pressing a kiss to my forehead. --------------------

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kasagia · 2 years ago

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Our little game

~Part 2~ ~Part 3~ ~Part 4~ ~Part 5~

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x witch! reader Summary: You and Klaus have been playing this game between yourselves since your first meeting. One day, you two would fight with each other like dogs, and the next day, you would flirt and act like people completely mad with love. But whatever was between you two, you would never lose this game and admit that you fell for him. He would only use you for your power, right? At least that's what you were telling yourself all this time. Words count: 4,2k

I had no idea what I was doing here.

Wearing one of my fancy black dresses, I was staying in the middle of Mikaelson's compound in New Orleans, with hundreds of people surrounding me.

I was definitely making a huge mistake.

But a few hours ago, when my Mystic Falls gang tried (and failed) to kill these crazy heretics who came to our town two weeks ago, I could only think about coming here.

I needed to find a safe place to stay until Damon or Stefan called for my help.

But after hours of driving here, I wasn't sure if I still wanted to be a part of their group. Yes, I loved them all, especially Bonnie, who became my main "witch-teacher" after I found out I was like her, but sometimes I felt used by them. My power was stronger than any typical witch's. Even Bonnie was surprised to see the things I was able to do until my strength was exhausted and my nose started to bleed.

One day, Damon said that I was their greatest weapon. Then I burst out laughing. Now I'm not so sure how much the black-haired man was joking and how much his words were true. But I had to keep the promise I gave myself and stay with them, if only for Bonnie's sake. She would have killed herself trying to protect her friends, and I wouldn't let that happen. After all she did for me, I have to repay her debt of gratitude.

I turned on the radio while driving to nowhere and heard one of my favorite Mikaelson's, beloved, old songs, which was "better when it played at ball without this strange background sound." That's when I remembered Rebekah and her last words before leaving for New Orleans with her brothers: "You know, if your gang falls apart, you can always come to me. It would be funnier to have a partner in crime against Nik."

After a lengthy moral debate within me, I decided to fuck Salvatore's opinion of me and visit their nemesis. If Damon was so smart to make and realize his own crass plan without telling anyone, I could do something really stupid too and spend a week (or more) with Rebekah. After all, no one could control me.

Then it seemed like a very good plan.

Now with so many people around me, I decide that I have made a great mistake.

I totally forgot that four days ago, Bekah told me about the "engaged party" of Katherine and Elijah. (Thank God for my magic. At least I could turn pants and a T-shirt into a pretty dress.) I sent my gift to the happy couple with separate, joking congratulations to Katherine for "entrapping her Mikaelson after a long couple of centuries" without actually intending to attend the party.

Elena and Caroline would skin me if they knew that instead of buying them fancy birthday presents, I spent my money on something special for my best friend's big day.

In retrospect, I'd like to see their faces. They would be invaluable. Especially Damon's.

"My God, look who arrived!" a familiar voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Hi Beks." I turned around to face her.

"Hi Beks? You appear here without telling me or Katherine anything; you hide in the crowd with a mean expression on your face, and all I get after months apart is a simple "hi"?"

"Well, in my defense, I was thinking about bringing you wine, flowers, cake and saying, "I'm sorry, baby," but I figured it would be only a waste of time and my money because you're going to yell at me anyway. Also, your boyfriend would be jealous." she started laughing and pulled me into a hug.

"I haven't seen you for too long."

"Bekah, we were talking yesterday morning."

"You called her yesterday and didn't call me?!" I heard Katherine's resentful voice behind me.

"You look gorgeous, honey. Engagement suits you." she gave me an unimpressed look. "Oh, c'mon. Don't be angry. I'm here now, ready to give you compliments and fight with your fiance's brother, who loathes you. Now, show me the ring. I want to see how much money Elijah was willing to spend on you." she burst out laughing, waving her ringed hand in front of my eyes.

"You realize you're not getting off so easily? Besides, something must have happened for you to suddenly decide to come."

"We can talk tomorrow. Tonight, it's about you and your undying love for her brother." I pointed to Rebekah.

"Talking about my brothers. We'll use some help with Nik's composure for the rest of the evening."

"It is so bad?"

"Yes. He's been following Elijah and trying to convince him to change his mind since this morning." Katherine complained. "He doesn't leave us alone, even for half a second."

"Do you two really think I'm able to "charm" him for the rest of the night?"

I asked, doubts about his supposed affection towards me. Since our first meeting, I and an original hybrid have had a kind of love-hate relationship. At the beginning, we only had short, verbal skirmishes, then it evolved into an open war (he tried to hurt Bonnie, so I gave him a headache and snapped his neck. After that, he used one of his hybrids to crack my car, so I convinced Rebekah to steal his car keys and give them to me. He gave up after two weeks of our teasing and after I (with little of Damon's help) ruined all his dark plans. The original hybrid bought me my own car, trying to bury the hatchet between us.) After a month of these events, the hatred between us began to develop into a kind of mean-companionship. At least no one had tried to gouge out the eyes of the other one anymore. Our "game" developed so much that one day he began to tease me with flirtatious phrases. And it's not true that I choked on my drink and blushed like a teenager from a romance book when he called me for the first time his "innermost, darkest pleasure," whispering it with his seductive tone, which he undoubtedly used for many women before. It was at our school party in the style of the 20s. Since then, I've figured out how to play by his new rules. I couldn't be worse than him.

"Well, you're doing your job even now. He's been staring at you for about five minutes, and you haven't even used any magic. I think we all know why, but you're too stubborn to admit it, so you might as well use his soft spot for you as reparation for your silence for 3 days."

"It's not a soft spot or any other stupid feeling you assume. This is a game."

That was our way of communicating: by circling around, lulling the other person's vigilance, and attacking when he least expects it. At the end of the day, I was just a toy for him—a mortal witch who was never scared of a 1000-year-old hybrid. He proved it after he moved with his family to New Orleans, and I never heard from him again.

"I like spicy stories, but please, keep my brother's kinks away from me. BOTH of you. It's just disgusting." Rebekah shuddered.

"I'm not…"

"Did I hear something about kinks? Y/N darling, it's a pleasure to finally see you here!" Kol suddenly appeared from nowhere. He got closer to me and gave me a strong hug.

"What the bloody hell? You should be on Hayley's tail!"

"Relax, sister. Our brother's formal one-night stand peacefully came back to her husband and wolves. Which means I'm free for the rest of the evening. Y/N do you want to dance with me?" without waiting for any response, he took my hand and led me to the dance floor, where other couples were dancing.

"Alright, what did you do?" I asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

"I have no idea what are you implying. I just wanted to dance with a friend I hadn't seen in a long time."

"Kol."

"Y/N."

"Okey, okey. Don't look at me like that. In a nutshell, there is a girl." Oh, I've heard about her. I was curious how much of the original's interest in this girl was genuine.

"My God. I never expected to live to see the day Kol Mikaelson finds his epic love." I cut him off with a smirk.

"She is a hag like you, by the way." he continued, ignoring my taunt. "She doesn't want to know me, but she loves me. I just need a little magic of jealousy, and voilà, I'll be kissing her at the end of this night."

"And you didn't think, Sherlock, that acting like this would make her think that you only play with her?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. The gears in Mikaelson's head began to turn.

"F*ck. So what should I do? I've tried everything. Flowers, jewelry, old grimoires, unexpected almost-dating, puppies, cats, and all of this modern stuff."

"The idea of coming to me with a "love problem" is as ridiculous as expecting an answer, but I will try my best because you are kind of my friend and seem desperate. I don't know if you thought of it, but speaking with her and making a true confession seemed too simple, didn't it?" I said it sarcastically.

"You mean… "L" word?" he cleared his throat, ashamed.

"For the love of God, Kol Mikaelson! Do you love her?"

"Of course."

"Then get out of my eyes and tell her, not me." he disappeared as quickly as he had appeared, leaving me alone in a sea of people.

"Little bastard." I said it to myself while trying to get out of there.

But someone made sure I wasn't left alone for too long.

"Hello, my love."

I would recognize that voice even on my deathbed, and I undoubtedly knew that he would someday be the reason for my death.

"Hello Klaus." I turned around to look him in the face. He had grown more handsome since the last time I saw him, which worried me a lot. I tried to hide my unwanted emotions behind a sarcastic smirk.

"If you're wondering if Stefan or Caroline sent their regards, I'm going to have to disappoint you."

"Actually, I'm wondering who I have to kill." I frowned, not understanding him. He swept me into his arms and whirled me about the dance floor as the orchestra played. "I knew you were planning not to go to this party. Katherine was very upset about that."

"So you must have had an enjoyable couple of days." I can't stop myself from interrupting him. He gave me a small smile, shaking his head in amusement. I was so close in his arms that I could feel his every breath adjust to mine.

"You don't usually change your plans, so it's obvious that your bunch of stupid friends must have done something impressively dumb. And quite possibly, it has to do with the emergence of competition vampire's group in Mystic Falls."

"You seem quite well informed, especially for someone who doesn't care about anyone but his family."

"Ouch. As mean as I remembered."

"And you're as irritating as always. It looks like no one changed."

I sighed as I looked around the room. Mission successful - Katherine talks to Elijah. The only problem was that they looked like they were gossiping about me and Klaus…

"Tell me, did you miss me?" Klaus' taunt diverted my attention.

I thought for a moment about how to answer his question. Of course, I missed him. I frequently found myself recalling memories of us in locations where I was at the time. But as I said to Rebekah and Katherine, there was no bond between me and Klaus. We were just two bored souls who were looking for entertainment. We liked messing with people and making fun of them. That's all. There is no feeling involved. But it doesn't mean I will miss my chance.

"Yes." I whispered this while staring into his ocean eyes, never taking my gaze away from him.

He was surprised by my bold, direct statement. He leaned slightly closer to me. His gaze was moving from my eyes to my lips.

"I was bored as no one was trying to hurt me or my friends. Fortunately, Miss Salvatore came back with her own, special family." I got a little closer to him so I could whisper in his ear. "And then we had a new member of our group. Enzo. He's incredibly handsome and was an excellent substitute for your company."

He moved his hand slowly as he extended his arm to encircle my back. Then he dipped me deeply, looking at my eyes all the damn time.

"Be careful, my love. You may fall for him, of course, if you have a heart." he whispered, tightening his grip on me. I held my breath, too enchanted by the moment to respond to his taunt.

I should feel uneasy, distrustful, and disgusted that I am at his mercy, for he could drop me at any moment. Instead, all I could feel was being hypnotized by his blue eyes until he helped me get back on my feet again.

"Every girl would love him. He has dark hair, plays the guitar, and speaks with an English accent. Everyone's type, espessialy mine." I said, when I came back to my senses. If he wanted to tease me, I'd make sure I was a worthy opponent. I just had to keep my emotions under lock and key.

"So your "type" has to have an English accent? It's good to know."

"Yeah, but not as old as some of the people who live here. Also, not this one who wants to get closer to me only to use me for my power."

"You really think that little of me?"

"Is it truly important what I think about you?"

"No, not if you want me to remain a stranger to you. Not at all. But I'd like to think that we are more than we're willing to admit."

"Are you drunk?" I asked, taking a step back to examine him more closely. He began laughing at my reaction, drawing me closer to him once again.

"No, my love. I'm honest. But I'm not sure if there's a big difference between these two."

"You're honest only if you know it's in your interest. Clearly, you want something for me because you've been nicer to me than you have in the last few years. But you have to know I'm not that stupid to let you control me." I got out of his arms and went out in search of a room free of anyone.

"Running away isn't a solution, Y/N! I hope you know that." He shouted as he followed me. We came to a halt as we entered his art studio. Of all the fucking places in this huge villa, it had to be the den of the big bad wolf.

"Katherine has managed to escape you for more than 500 years." I said this without giving him a single, damning look. I much preferred to admire his works.

"Yes. Because she wanted. I'm not sure if you share her desires." He grabbed my arm, turning me to face him.

"What kind of fucked-up game are you playing right now?!" I yelled, yanking his hands away from me. He confused me. We never crossed that unspoken line in our banter. Few months apart, and now he shares the attitude of our crazy friends. That kind of playing wasn't fun at all.

"Did I bring up a sensitive topic? You're not ready to finally stop lying to yourself?" I laughed, mocking him.

"I've never claimed to be a saint." I growled at his face.

"You also never admitted being a sinner."

"That's good I've always wanted to be an anti-hero, then." I whispered, looking into his mesmerizing eyes, not even realizing that as we talked, we were getting closer, as we were suddenly a foot apart. I felt his hand slip around my waist like a snake. He pulled me closer and then I found myself pressed between his warm chest and cold wall.

"If only you weren't such a paranoid woman and suspected me of using you whenever I wanted to get closer to you. Maybe you would understand who you should be scared of and what is truly between us."

"Said the man who murdered his biological father because he was afraid Ansal would endanger Hope."

"You seem quite well informed, especially for someone who doesn't care about me."

"Katherine and Rebekah are gossipers. You can't blame me for listening to them."

"You have an excuse for every circumstance, don't you?"

"It's not my fault you can't accept the truth. Whatever you've been taking today, you'd better take less of it. It's damaging your immortal, ancient head." I started to turn towards the door, but he stopped me by grabbing my hand.

"Don't turn your back on me, love." he threatened, keeping his firm grip on my wrist.

"Or what are you going to do? Dance with me again? You're right, it's so dangerous and horrible that I can't take it anymore." I ignored his warning and tried to leave the room.

He used his vampire speed and pinned me against the door. He leaned in, his eyes closed, and rested his brow against mine. In a silent, peaceful room, our hard, synchronized breaths were the only sound I could hear. My world shrank to just the two of us. The party outside was long forgotten by me.

He rubbed the tip of his nose on mine. I shivered as I got close enough to him for the first time to feel the warmth of his lips (and yet they were so far from mine).

"You have no idea… what you're doing to me."

His deep, hoarse whisper reminded me of who was standing in front of me and why I couldn't give in to my inner, treacherous desire. Before his lips could catch mine in his intoxicating trap (and possibly destroy me for any other men), I wrapped my hands around his neck and pinned him against the door, keeping a decent distance between us.

When he felt a piece of wood on his back, he opened his eyes, looked at me, and gave me an impressive glance. He giggled sinisterly, sending a shiver down my spine.

"For your own good, if you're not ready for a fire, don't play with it, love." I leaned slightly toward him, still catching his gaze with mine.

"Who said I wouldn't be the one to burn you?" I whispered against his neck, placing a burning kiss on it.

His soft, strangled moan after I gently bit into his skin was enough reward for my patience and a sign to stop before things got deeper.

I slowly took my hand from his arm and put it on the doorknob. I smiled on his neck because he was too preoccupied with the feeling of my lips to notice anything. I decided not to tempt fate anymore. Hybrid could easily take control from me (which wouldn't be good for me at all). So I pulled the handle and opened the door. The original nearly fell down because of my sudden, unexpected move.

I left Klaus behind in my haste, casting a quick glance behind me. It was definitely worth it. His look of indignation will stay in my mind for a long time. This battle was mine. We gonna see what future bring.

I walked into the room in a magnificent mood and took the glass of wine from one of the waiters.

"Can everyone get together, please?" Elijah caught everyone's attention. "Thank you. I wanted to thank everyone for coming to our engagement party. Me and my beloved fiance are very happy to see people around us who are wishing us a long, beautiful future." the crowd began to applaud, interrupting his speech for a moment.

"Such a diva." I whispered under my breath as I sipped my wine. Rebekah somehow heard this and tried to hide her laughter.

"But I didn't gather you all here just to talk about my luck. We wanted to announce who, from our closest friends, will be the second-most important couple at our wedding. My best man and Katerina's maid of honor, I don't think it will surprise you that my best man will be my brother Niklaus."

Klaus stood on the stairs next to the couple, wearing his trademark sly grin. He scanned the crowd. His gaze lingered directly on me, and he didn't want to take his eyes off me. The little bastard must have been up to something.

"I've been thinking about this since the day we got engaged, and to be honest, the decision wasn't as easy as it seemed to be. It was my desire to have this person as my maid of honor, but circumstances indicated that, unfortunately, my dream would not come true. You don't know how happy I was when I heard a few hours ago that she agreed. So without further extensions. My chief bridesmaid and best friend, Y/N Y/L!"

Applause erupted around me. It took me a second to recover from the shock and climb the stairs. I was standing right in front of this smug son of a bitch.

"Thanks for asking." I said to Katherine when Elijah ended his speech and people spread around.

"Klaus didn't tell you?" she asked, looking at her future brother-in-law.

The original just shrugged.

"Don't worry, Kath. I won't make a scene. I'm not going to play according to the script of this drama queen. It will be a pleasure to be your maid of honor."

"I'm not a drama queen." the hybrid interjected, frowning.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I responded, giving him a small look.

"If you're so worried about my good sleep, why don't you join me in my bed, love?" he asked, coming to my side, so I had to give him my attention.

"Ha ha. Not even in your wildest dreams."

"In my wildest dreams, we don't need a bed, love." he said, casually adjusting the strap of my dress on my shoulder. His icy fingertips brushed against my heated skin, right next to my collarbone.

"You're the thousand-year-old father of a little girl. You don't think it's time to act like an adult and not a horny teenager?" I asked, grabbing his hand and pulling it off me.

"Ouch. But then you wouldn't even notice me." he pretended to be offended. He also tightened his grip on my hand without thinking of letting go. I fell into his trap with my own fucking wish.

"Believe me, it's impossible to miss you. I've tried. Many times." I growled, trying to free my hand from him.

"Aw, is that your way of telling me I'm special to you?" he asked, clearly amused by my annoyance. I've never seen such a huge smile on his face.

"Yeah, like a plastic, red punch cup at a school party," he laughed, reluctantly releasing my hand.

I turned to say something to Kath, but then I realized that she had left us in the middle of our conversation. I sighed as I was alone with him again. It's going to be a very long week (or month).

"By the way, when are you going to tell me I'm Katherine's maid of honor?" I asked, favoring him with my look again.

"It must have slipped my mind when you were passionately kissing my neck, love."

"Oh, I remember. You were moaning for me like a street lady."

I turned to leave, but he suddenly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against his hard, well-built chest. He placed my head on his shoulder and cupped the tip of my right ear with his lips. His fangs came out, reminding me of his superhuman strength. Sometimes I forgot that the man I was teasing could easily break me with a flick of the wrist. Of course, if I let down my guard and drop my magic for a moment. We both knew that was impossible.

"Maybe I should return you a favor, and then we will see which one of us is making the most tempting moans?" he whispered suggestively and placed a small kiss under my ear. "What do you think about it, love?" he asked, rubbing his nose against my neck. He took one deep breath before placing his revange-wet kiss there.

And then, when I was burning for even his littlest touch, he just walked away like nothing happened.

I stood there, frozen in shock, watching his receding silhouette (definitely with a proud smirk on his face).

There was only one thing in my head.

1:1 motherf*cker

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sophistired18 · 2 months ago

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Timeskip Kryk part 2! (Sorta?)

Here's some kryk hc's/random scenarios i have if they didn't make a move in highschool and remained pining idiots :)

One thing for sure, I think they would both know that there was something there, but ofc they never talked about it. Especially bc Yaku was going to Russia. Since they didn't do anything about their feelings earlier they both tried sweeping it under the rug and act like it never happened. And ofc that pining never really goes away, but the distance sorta helps. (Not really they miss each other so much)

Kuroo is going in as an intern for the Japan Volleyball Association and sends a photo of him in his new suit and asking if he looks okay for his first day. Yaku leaves it on seen. Kuroo dies inside bc does he actually look that bad?? It makes him panic alittle, although in the end he does very well on his first day, but he's still butt hurt by Yaku's lack of response. Only until the day after does Yaku respond "You look good" and "Sorry. I was busy". This makes Kuroo get mad but also ashamed at how happy it made him feel for Yaku complimenting him.

On the otherhand, Yaku cannot stop freaking out at how fucking good Kuroo looked in that suit. After a good 10 minutes of just gawking at a poorly taken selfie of his "I'm getting over him" crush, Yaku decides his heart cannot handle this today so he makes the hard choice of ghosting Kuroo so that he doesn't accidentally blurt how hot he thinks Kuroo looks. He feels bad but it was a necessary sacrifice to save himself from falling for him all over again. Although it's too late for that bc that image was ingrained into his mind all day.

Kuroo tries not to, but he stalks Yaku's insta page for "Volleyball Research purposes". Kai tries to remind him "You know that's your friend right? You can literally just ask him how he's doing instead of stalking his story to see if he's eaten dinner yet".

Kai, Kuroo, and Yaku are facetiming and Yaku mentions that his hair is getting long. Kuroo asks if he's gonna get a haircut, but deep down he's crying bc yaku looks so cute with his shaggy bangs, please don't chop them. A week later, Yaku posts on his story his new undercut and re-styled bangs that are swept back in the same way that Kuroo is swept off his feet the moment he sees them. Kuroo realizes it might be too late to get over his best friend bc how is he supposed to when this best friend looks THAT GOOD. He screenshots the photo and has failed many times to delete it.

Kuroo sends treats and trinkets from Japan to Yaku on his birthday, which makes Yaku super happy but also super homesick. And it also makes him feel a bit bad bc he only facetimed for Kuroo's birthday. He tells Kuroo he'll send a gift for the next birthday and Kuroo says he doesn't have to, but he does anyways. So now for every birthday for the past 8 years, they've been doing gift exhanges from Japan and Russia. Yaku likes to send treats he enjoys or thinks Kuroo would like, or he'll send something he hasn't tried yet so that they can both try it and review it together over facetime.

One weekend for a business trip, Kuroo meets a very pretty lady who matches what his type in women was when he was younger. She was interested in him and he thought why not, I'm a grown man I can go on dates. The entire time he was expecting it to go wrong or for her to disagree with him, yet none of that happened. The date actually went smooth, she even shared some interests with him. He was sure that she was exactly the kind of person that he would've wanted as a partner a few years ago. But after he walked her to the train station and wished her a safe trip, he immediately called Yaku on impulse. He told him how he went on a date, which Yaku responded asking how it went. Kuroo tells him it went absolutely smooth and that she seems to really likes him. And when Yaku asks "Do you like her?" Kuroo hesitates, "I think I do?". But he wasn't sure how to answer when Yaku says, "Then why do you sound so upset?". After a while in silence, Kuroo just sighs, "I guess we just got along too well. The entire night I suppose I was searching for something else. Something more." They end the call soon afterwards, in attempt to try not to let the implications of those words sink in.

Yaku flies down to Tokyo to visit family for a few days. Kuroo tries not to freak out. He hasn't seen Yaku in 3 years but it feels like its been a decade. He knew about Yaku's departure 3 weeks in advance, so he planned accordingly to find time to hang out with him, but nothing could've prepared him for all of a sudden 4 big meetings back to back all during the week Yaku would be staying, with one of the meetings, if his presentation went well, potentially granting him a promotion. Even then, he seriously considers calling in sick. Yaku tells him over the phone that he's an absolute idiot and he should not risk a promotion for this. He ends up not being able to see Yaku at all, bummed that he didn't even have the time to take Yaku to the airport. Although based on the photo taken from a lunch that Yaku and Kai had bc they were actually able to meet up, Kuroo thinks that maybe it's a blessing in disguise that he didn't see Yaku in person. Bc now he's certain that he would've folded right then. Bc if Yaku looked that good with udon broth all over his lips in a photo, then Kuroo might just die if he sees Yaku in front of him.

Yaku is at a bar celebrating with some of his teammates when Kuroo calls Yaku to wish him a merry Christmas. Yaku steps out the bar and they talk about nostalgic memories, which gets Yaku teary eyed and he's glad they're not facetiming rn bc one, Kuroo can't see how much of a sap he is rn, and two, if he sees Kuroo's face he might actually bawl. When Kuroo wishes him goodnight, Yaku enters the bar with his heart too full that it might just explode. He tries to stay cheery and hang with his teammates, but at some point he had a bit too much to drink, and he just begins crying. His teammates are shocked and keep asking him what's wrong, but then Yaku sobs, they don't know what to do because he's only speaking in Japanese. The day afterwards, Yaku wakes up with a horrible hangover with no recollection of his sob session at the bar. It's only until years later that its brought up again. It was when Kuroo visits Russia for the first time, Yaku introduces him to some of his teammates, with one of them giving Kuroo a confused look that Kuroo quotes as "a life threatening mafia glare" and "He looks like he wants to skin me". It's only until a few days later when Kuroo has returned to Japan and they are all having lunch where the teammate begins laughing and says Kuroo's name as if he had a revelation. This makes Yaku absolutely confused so he asks whats so funny. His teammate pulls out his phone and presses play on a recorded video and laughs "We never understood what you were saying, but I remember I kept hearing you cry 'Kuroo'. It's only now that I realized what 'Kuroo' meant." Yaku is mortified at the video of him sobbing, and his teammates begin poking at him to translate for them but Yaku only blushes so hard at his own cries in the video. He hopes that Kuroo will never see this video, otherwise it'd be the equivalent of Yaku professing his undying love and how much he is NOT over his highschool crush. Luckily, his teammates can't understand a word he is saying and unfortunately, he can't reach the phone from their hand in the air when he tries to delete the video due to their almost 2 ft height difference.

#kuroyaku #kryk #yaku morisuke #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu #hc's #well sorta hc's bc idk if these even count bc theyre si long and overly detailed but i digress #they're not all in order #i decided not to add the reunion for when Yaku returns in canon bc im pretty sure that one's self explanatory #basically kryk never having the “what are we?” conversation #theyre super stupid

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A Tobias Carrick/Open Heart one shot for Tobias Carrick Appreciation Week

Day 3: WWTD? Tobias buys an old lantern at an antique store. When he gets home and places it on his shelf, a genie appears and offers to grant him three wishes. How does he react? What does he ask for?

A/N going back to Book 2's canon and my HC for Tobias's family for this one. And of course, there's no doubt what or rather whom I HC for him will also be a part of this 😉

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"Don't worry." Tobias readjusted his phone. "I'll be there."

His attempt to juggle multiple gift bags, his phone, and the Chinese takeout he'd bought all while trying to unlock his garage door did not end well.

His phone slipped out from between his ear and shoulder. He dropped the gift bags to try and catch it, thus causing all of them to dump out on the garage floor.

The only thing he managed to save was his dinner.

His younger brother's anxious voice could be heard buried beneath the bags.

"You okay?!" Phillip yelled out.

Carefully setting his takeout down, Tobias began to gather everything else up.

"Sorry about that." He told Phillip once he found his phone. "Dropped a few things."

"A few?" Phillip muttered in disbelief. "Sounded like your whole house crashed down around you."

"It wasn't my house." Tobias snorted. "Only the gifts I bought for Tabitha."

Phillip's daughter was turning five the following weekend. The Carrick's were gathering at the family home in Greenwich to celebrate as they did with everyone's birthday. Tobias even cleared his schedule for the week just so he could spend extra time with everyone.

He needed a break. After all the turmoil of Mass Kenmore losing its funding and the mad dash he'd recently done to save a young Edenbrook doctor, he knew he needed some time to decompress. The stress of the problems growing with possible shutdowns and layoffs had finally gotten to him.

Phillip chuckled. "You should see all that Jasmine has picked out for Tabitha. Between her and Mom, my girl is going to be the most spoiled five year old in the world."

Tobias grinned at the thought. His sister-in-law went through a lot to have her two children with Phillip. Jasmine had seen many fertility specialists and had multiple procedures for a slim chance at becoming pregnant. Tabitha was the first miracle for the couple. Spoiling the little girl became the norm in the family. It wasn't difficult to do given how sweet she was.

He was beyond the proud uncle of all his nieces and nephews. He made certain that their gifts revealed just how crazy he was about them and that he actually listened to all they told him. Tobias enjoyed spending time around Christmas and their birthdays to search for special presents that lined up with their interests.

This year, his niece was currently obsessed with the Disney movie, Aladdin. Phillip joked that it was because her mother's name was Jasmine which was why the little girl wanted to be that particular princess.

Tobias didn't care what the reason was. He only knew he had to find something special for her big day.

He spent the day at various toy stores around Boston, buying new dolls, puzzles, and games. Walking past an antique store, the idea to try and find her a real oil lamp struck. He went inside and as luck would have it, he found exactly what he'd hoped to find.

After dropping all his packages on the kitchen table, he took the lamp out of the box and set it on one of his couch cushions. He squatted down to see just how it would look to Tabitha.

The old brass lamp turned out better than he'd hoped. The engravings along the sides added more to the imagined mysticism one could pretend the lamp contained. He could easily see it sitting in some forgotten cave filled with treasures from long, long ago.

"Not bad." He said, running his thumb along the intricate engravings.

"Thank you." A voice said from within.

Tobias fell back with a gasp as silvery black smoke pooled out. It swirled around the room as sounds of thunder boomed and flashes of lightning penetrated the smothering darkness. Once it cleared, a man in a three piece suit was sitting next to the lamp.

"What in the actual hell was that?" Tobias breathed. "Who are you?"

"Isn't it obvious?" The strange man replied. "I'm the Genie of the Lamp."

"Right." Tobias got to his feet. "And I'm the man who is about to force you out of his home."

The stranger clucked his tongue. "I wouldn't try that if I were you, Tobias."

Tobias cursed as he reached down to yank the intruder off his couch.

He went right through the man and hit the couch cushion.

"I told you that you shouldn't try to remove me." The genie chuckled over Tobias's fruitless attempts.

"This is a prank." Tobias said, looking around for one of his friends. "This is nothing but an image projected into my living room."

"No, I'm, as they say, the real deal." The genie got to his feet. "I can see though that you're a doubting man."

"You got that right." Tobias muttered while looking for what was causing this hallucination.

"I thought dressing like this would be less startling to a man like you."

With a snap of his fingers, the genie now looked like one from storybooks, complete with turban, a long pointy beard, and lack of a lower body. The shimmery black smoke swirled where his legs had once been.

Tobias rubbed his hands over his face in an attempt to get his vision clear of whatever the hell was going on in his living room.

When he lowered his hands, he saw the genie still waiting with his arms crossed.

"Is this better or can I look more like a man of today?" Genie gestured towards his body.

"Do whatever you want." Tobias gave up and sat down. "It isn't like I really have a say in the matter."

"I wouldn't say that." The genie snapped his fingers and was once again a man in a suit.

Straightening his tie, he smiled at Tobias.

"Now then, you are the lucky individual of three wishes."

"Yippee." Tobias grumbled. "So I can wish for you to get out?"

"My my, aren't we an unwelcoming host?" Genie responded.

"Forgive me for not wanting a weird has to be some drug induced hallucination I somehow was cursed with in my house." Tobias bit out.

"Do you do drugs?" Genie asked.

"No." Tobias said. "But I could have been slipped something in my coffee from earlier."

"True." The genie conceded. "But you weren't."

Tobias continued to glare at him.

"Make your wishes and I will leave, never to return again." The genie promised.

"Then I'll take this lamp back for another." Tobias added. "There's no way I'll let you near my niece."

The genie let out a boisterous laugh.

"Ah, Tobias. I won't appear before Tabitha. She doesn't need me."

"What?" Tobias muttered in disbelief.

"She's a happy child who has all her needs met." Genie explained. "I only appear to those who have a great need for my assistance in their lives."

He smirked while watching the doctor get irritated over hearing that he needed help with anything.

"And," the genie pointed out, "this lamp isn't my only home."

Tobias leaned forward. "Like I said before, what?!"

"All oil lamps belong to me." He continued. "How do you think I appear before people from all over the world?"

"I wouldn't even begin to guess what a character from a story does." Tobias told him.

"Where do you think all the stories came from?" Genie smiled at him with a hint of mischief. "You don't think someone like me could possibly be a work of fiction, do you?"

Tobias lowered his head in his hands. He knew he had two options. One, he could continue arguing with this thing or he could take advantage of what could be his good fortune and make some wishes.

Lifting his head he gave in to the latter. It would probably save his sanity in the long run to just let this scenario play out.

"About these wishes," he hesitated, "this isn't some Monkey Paw type wish is it?"

"Meaning something horrific must happen to get your wish?" The genie clarified.

Tobias nodded. "Is it?"

"Not at all. My wishes are free and clear of any ill intent." He leveled his dark eyes upon the doctor. "Unless your wish is one that is to harm another."

"Not my style." Tobias told him. "My wishes have nothing to do with hurting anyone."

"Excellent!" The genie rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "Now then, let's discuss some possible wishes."

"Discuss?" Tobias smirked. "Am I not capable of making my own?"

"They will still be yours," Genie replied, "but I have never taken advantage of one's ignorance when it comes to making wishes."

"For instance?" Tobias prodded.

"For instance, if you told me your first wish was to be in the perfect profession then I would point out you are currently in the perfect one for someone like you." He explained. "No need to waste a wish on something you already have."

"I see." Tobias's brow furrowed in thought. "Hmm."

"Might I make a suggestion?" Genie prompted.

"Sure."

"You are currently worried about funding for your hospital. Correct?"

"Correct." Tobias answered.

"Then I can fix that!" Genie motioned towards him. "Simply say the words and--"

"Can you fix two hospitals?" Tobias interrupted.

"Two?"

"Mass Kenmore and Edenbrook are both going to be shut down if someone doesn't intervene." Tobias explained. "And the people of Boston would suffer because of it."

"I see." Genie shrugged. "That can all be easily taken care of."

"Then for my first wish, I wish that you would make Mass Kenmore and Edenbrook have the funding needed to remain open and functioning at their best."

Genie nodded in approval before snapping his fingers. Within seconds, Tobias phone rang.

His eyes widened to see Mass Kenmore's Chief of Medicine calling him.

"Hello?" He listened to the excited doctor explain that the Board had made a deal with Solomon Health.

"We're saved!" She exclaimed. "We won't be dependent on state funding again."

Tobias ended the call. He couldn't quite believe that his wish had come true.

"Who ended up helping Edenbrook?" He asked.

The genie snapped his fingers again and an image of a man Tobias knew appeared in a puff of smoke.

"That's Leland Bloom." He turned back to the genie. "What does a tech billionaire have to do with anything?"

"He'll end up buying the hospital and keep all the staff." The genie explained. "In fact, he's now talking to Edenbrook's Chief of Medicine and their Board right now."

"Wow." Tobias sat back in awe.

"I know." Genie winked at him. "I am that amazing."

Tobias began to laugh. Only he would be the one to find a genie with an ego similar to his own.

"Now then, what shall be your second wish?" The genie prompted.

"I'm not sure." Tobias told him. "Honestly, all I've thought about lately is Tabitha's birthday and the whole funding fiasco."

"Hmm." The genie began to stroke his beard while thinking of something Tobias might need or want.

"Could I wish for my family to remain healthy and happy?" Tobias asked.

"You could." The genie responded. "But I don't see a reason to do so. They all have what they need for that to happen."

"I still wish it. Just to be on the safe side."

"Very well." The genie snapped his fingers. "Done."

He then leaned forward, a mischievous glint back in his eyes. "Now let's make this final wish more interesting."

"Interesting?" Tobias cocked an eyebrow. "Meaning?"

"Meaning something specifically for yourself." The genie explained. "You've already done your good deeds to those you care about and the city you reside in. Let's get something that will be only yours."

Tobias chuckled. "I can't think of anything I need."

The genie humphed. "I bet your mother would say differently."

"You don't mean--"

"Oh I do." The genie grinned with glee. "One of my favorite things to grant someone is the perfect mate."

"Hold on!" Tobias held his hands up. "I don't think I'm the marrying kind."

"You're wrong." Genie's smile grew larger. "You think that now, but there is someone out there made for you."

"Uh-huh." Tobias doubted that. "If you don't mind, I think I'll wish for something else."

"Such as?" The genie was quite curious what could be better than his own suggestion.

"How about a new challenge?" Tobias offered. "Something to push me on to succeeding."

The genie stroked his beard once more in thought. "A challenge, eh?"

He looked up at Tobias. "Say the words."

"I wish for a new challenge in my life, one that requires all my expertise to succeed."

An amused expression flooded the genie's face as he snapped his fingers to make it happen.

"So?" Tobias asked. "What's my challenge?"

"To win the heart of this woman." The genie waved his hand through the smoke until another familiar face appeared.

"Is that who I think it is?" Tobias gasped.

"It is." The genie responded, completely delighted to turn the wish into what he knew the man before him needed.

Tobias glared at him. "I thought I told you I wasn't the marrying kind."

"You will be once Chris gets a hold of you." The genie teased.

As he began dissolving into the silvery smoke he'd first appeared in, the genie spoke once more.

"Don't fight it, Tobias. Enjoy your life with those you love."

His dark eyes sparkled before disappearing.

"And that includes, Dr. Valentine." His voice echoed.

Tobias sat there staring at the empty spot on his sofa where the genie had been sitting. Still in disbelief over all that happened within the last few minutes, he reached over and picked up the lamp.

Giving it a slight shake, he chuckled to himself.

"Nice try, but there's no way Chris Valentine is meant for me."

He set the lamp down to begin wrapping Tabitha's presents.

A mystical voice spoke from the lamp causing him to stop mid step.

"Wanna bet?"

#tcaw #tobias carrick appreciation week #tobias carrick #tobias x chris #choices oh #choices open heart #choices the stories you play #open heart fanfic #choices fic writers creations

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