#him and eli are married. so how has this come to be

[rossoll]

I'm doing a series of posca sketches for my core group of Guys™ so i can have something to look at over my desk. Collectively I refer to them as The House so i might start tagging them like that for stuff that involves just them... anyway there's like 4 more I've yet to do.

my white haired anime boys. and charles

[elllisaaa]

hi eli!! hope you’re well 💖💖 was hoping you could write husband headcannon for dino? including nsfw hc? 🫣 i know you wrote bf hc dino but i feel like husband hc would hit differently ykno lol tysm!! 💖💖

HUSBAND!CHAN hits different, that's true, because if as your boyfriend he was whipped, now he's a simp and he isn't ashamed of it.

he's so proud that you're his wife that he doesn't even call you by your name anymore, always saying my wife this, my wife that, because he cannot get enough of saying it, knowing that you're his forever brings a smile to his face and a warm feeling in his chest everytime. chan is also a sucker for the way you present him as your husband, and it's like he's never gonna get used to it. even if now that you're married he should trust you even more and feel less possessive because he knows you're his through and through, it gets worse. everytime you're out together, he needs to have his arm wrapped around your waist or your shoulders, showing off to everyone that you're taken, showing off his ring to anyone. even in private, chan is a lot more clingy and touchy (which is surprising because he was already very clingy and touchy before) but now it is necessary for him to be with you all the time, he never lets you go. and now that you're his wife, he can easily take you with him during tours and any event. it allows you to travel too, seeing so many cities and countries you didn't think you would ever visit.

"we're going to berlin next week honey, i'm taking you with me."

chan still feels shy sometimes when you compliment him, but now, he has found some ways to make you blush too. now, he's the one to fluster you most of the time instead. he's the type to retweet the posts saying "goodnight to my wife, fuck everyone else" without feeling any guilt because it's true. he takes the opportunity that he's your husband now to take care of you and spoil you even more. the way he sees it is that he has to be even more worthy of you and not make you regret marrying him. he buys you jewelry, clothes, books, flowers, everything that you want and need, and even what you didn't even asked for, he's always one step ahead of you to make you smile. you would've thought that after so many times, you would've been used to his affection and his tendency to spoil you, but you weren't, and chan loves how you react just like the first day when he gives you something new.

"this necklace is so pretty on you " - "but channie, it was so expensive…" - "don't worry about it my love, i just love to make my gorgeous wife happy."

HUSBAND!CHAN whose sex drive is even higher now that you're fully his, now that you live together.

chan cannot take his hands off you anymore. the day of your wedding was the happiest day of his life, yes, without any doubt. but as the night came to an end paired with the many drinks he had, by the time everyone left, he could hardly holdback from fucking you right there. chan definitely fucked you while you were still wearing your wedding dress and he was still wearing his suit. and then he spoiled you all night, only really falling asleep as the sun rose up through the window. also, during your honeymoon, chan had the same energy going on. he spent so much time in between your thighs because he couldn't get enough of your taste and the way you were his wife now.

"come on honey, please just let me give you one more. you can do that for me right ? my gorgeous wife…"

at first, he was scared that a routine would settle in your intimate times just as it did with your everyday life. and he didn't want things to get boring, so i think chan would probably want to try a lot of new things with you. he asks you to make a list of all the things you wanna try out, and he also makes a list. whenever the two of you have the time and the energy for it, you pick something from your lists to spice things up. you love that chan tries to keep things interesting, but you also do things to surprise him too and he melts down from the inside everytime. a lot of people told him that once you're married, nothing's refreshing anymore, but chan always brags about the fact that he never once got bored with you. there's also a lot of public sex with him once he's your husband, because as i've stated before, he cannot take his hands off you. be that at the fancy restaurant he took you out to, at a birthday party of one of your friends, in the middle of the park you planned your picnic date to. every occasion is worth pushing his dick inside of you.

"fuck, yes, bend over just like that for me. gonna make you scream my name for everyone to hear."

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

Hey can I do a daemon x velaryon!reader where she is his wife instead of laena and he comes to genuine love her through the years more than anyone they decide to come back to kings landing for laena funeral and the reader start to notice how rhaenyra starts at daemon through the entire funeral. Reader go to talk with her kids ( maegor, rhaegar, and baelon) to introduce to their cousin and she notice that daemon has left and she can’t find rhaenyra. Reader brush off her worries because she trust daemon. Later through the accident with the kid she is in the hall when she sees daemon and rhaenyra walk through she notice rhaenyra looks a bit messed up like her hair and clothes and looks at daemon. Daemon can’t even look at the readers eyes because he knows she will figure out. After everyone goes to bed she want to ask the truth but finds out that’s her brother laenor has died, reader out of grief and sadness decide to stay at driftmark for few days with her parent and tells daemon she will meet him and the children at dragonstone. Daemon and rhaenyra marry each other at dragonstone and readers children literally fly out to driftmark all three of them and tell her what happened. Readers feels angry disgusted humiliated sadness , and she decide to stay at driftmark with her children and nieces and writes to daemon that if he comes and inch close to her or her children she will gladly feed him to her dragon( the cannibal), daemon still tries but her mother tells him to leave while he still can before she does something she won’t regret and how she regrets even letter her children marry daemon and rhaenyra. Couple years the kids has grown up her sons dragon are (greys ghost vervimathior and seasmoke her youngest claimed him after laenor death) and they go back to kings landing for luke positions and daemon sees her and immediately goes to talk with her ( he still loves her and want to work things out) rhaenyra doesn’t like this at all and follows him only for them to sees the reader talking to a little girl who is spit image of reader and daemon and daemon ask who the child is only to find out its their child (reader find out she was pregnant few days after founding out daemon and rhaenyra) daemon is angry that he misses his daughter birth but accept it since he deserve it. Rhaenyra ask for the girls name and reader smirks and says visenya

And some more angst please

Fire & Blood || D. Targaryen x Velaryon!reader

GIF by @redbelles DIVIDERS by @straywords

a/n: I absolutely love this thank u for the request!! p.s this is the longest piece of ff i’ve written 😭 also keep in mind some of the events from hotd don’t happen in this and the the timings are different! And for the sake of my tiktok acc i’m making Elys as fc for the reader to make it easier for me to make tiktoks abt this!

Your darling sister. She is dead. You broke down in your bedchambers as Daemon came up to you, engulfing you in a comforting hug as you continued sobbing. “Shh” Your husband ushered, trying to calm you down.

It absolutely broke Daemon’s heart seeing the person he loved most in his entire life so broken. He wiped the tears away as he planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Her funeral is to be held tomorrow, so rest my love” He whispers against your hair as you sniffle, moving your legs to your bed, Daemon soon following.

“She wanted to die a dragon rider’s death, not on her birthing bed” You quietly spoke, your back turned to Daemon, his hand laid rest on your hip drawing circles. “I know sweet girl” He replied. Your hand coming to his to squeeze it before moving closer to him.

~

She was gone. The emotions started rolling in as her casket submerged in the water. You sobbed as Daemon pulled you in to his chest, kissing your forehead.

You wrapped your arms around his torso as your three children clung to your dress. “Stay strong” He rubbed your back as you wipe your tears and face the front again.

Your heart broke seeing your nieces, Baela and Rhaena comforted by your mother. You also saw Rhaenyra and her two boys, Her eyes seemed to be fixated on the man beside you before she gives a small smile to you.

~

“Have you seen the children?” You walk up to Daemon, his eyes somewhere else. He doesn’t reply making you furrow your eyebrows. “Daemon.” You call out again, his eyes moving from the side to your eyes.

Your gaze follows where his eyes were and you lock eyes with Rhaenyra. Turning back around, Daemon looks down at his cup. “Do you know where our children are Daemon” You repeat, “They’re over there” He gently moves your shoulders towards the direction of the boys.

He wraps his arms around your waist and gives you a kiss, “I want to introduce them to their cousins,” You say, holding his hand on your shoulder as he smiles sweetly to you. “That’s a great idea.”

Walking up to your boys, Maegor, Rhaegar, and Baelon, you hug them all giving them kisses on their forheads. “My sweet boys, I want you to meet your cousins” You say to them as you lead them to Rhaena and Baela. You look around to find Daemon but he was no longer where he was.

“Auntie,” A voice calls out as you turn your head and spot Lucerys. Confused, you still give a smile and crouch to his level. “What is it Luke?” You question, “Have you seen my mother? She’s not here” At his words, you look around and he was right. Rhaenyra was nowhere to be found.

“Uh, I’m sure she is somewhere close by. Stay with me if you’d like” You kindly smile to the dark haired boy as he nods. You completely trusted Daemon. Though not the same could be said about Rhaenyra.

~

Your eyes take in the sight infront of you. Aemond infront of a maester as he stitched up his eye, Luke with a bloody nose and the disheveled appearance of your nieces who were in the arms of your mother Rhaenys.

You were accompanied by your three boys, Daemon was still nowhere to be found and you had been waiting in your bedchambers for him but he never returned.

The big doors suddenly open as Rhaenyra came into view. Her hair messy and her clothes untidy. What shocked you the most was Daemon who appeared behind her. He leaned against the door, his eyes looked around but they never met with yours.

You felt a string pull your heart, a pull of sadness. No, that wasn’t right. Daemon wouldn’t do that to you, or his children who he dearly loves.

You had no doubt of his loyalty. But you did remember how in the early years of your marriage that he was always cold to you. That was when you found out he was in love with his then 18 year old niece.

You were no stranger to the Targaryen’s customs in keeping their blood pure. But as the years went on and you produced heirs for Daemon and created a family, he no longer longed for Rhaenyra, but you instead.

A loud gasp escapes your lips as Alicent charges at Rhaenyra with a blade. Your eyes couldn’t help but notice how Daemon slightly moved, like he was contemplating in stepping in but stayed.

After the whole ordeal, Viserys ordered everyone back into their rooms. Your eyes tried to find Daemon but it was too crowded to see where he was. “Where’s father?” Your youngest, Baelon, questioned as you caress his cheek.

“I will find him, go with your brothers to your rooms” You say as they nod and leave. Before you could move further, you were pulled by the hand.

“Father-“ “Your brother is dead” You blink a few times, processing Corlys’ words. “I-“ You were shocked to say the least. How could this day get worse. Losing both your siblings in a span of a day. “H-how?” You stutter as you hug your father.

“We found him in the fireplace, a quarrel of some sort we believe” He says quietly. You knew he was trying his best to keep his composure. “Where’s mother?” You say looking up at him as he looks away.

“Your mother is not in great condition-“ “I will stay here,” You interrupt him, “for a few days atleast” You were both in shock and grief and wanted to stay in the comforts of your home with your parents.

Corlys gives a sad smile and nods his head, “Your mother would like that very much.” He says before a tear drops and he is once again in your embrace.

~

“The boys will go with you back to Dragonstone where I will meet you in a couple of days” You sadly smile, your hands locked with Daemon’s as he nods giving a quick peck on your lips.

Maegor, Rhaegar, and Baelon rush towards you engulfing you in a hug as Daemon watches. “Be good as always” You whisper to them as they nod and you watch as their boat leaves, Daemon on Caraxes as he soars in the sky.

~

After a few days at home in Driftmark, you had yet recieved any letters from your husband, Daemon. Usually he would write to you when you were apart but nothing had arrived.

“Princess, your sons are here” A handmaiden knocks on the door as you look towards your mother, you had not been expecting them. You hurriedly walk outside, Rhaenys close behind as your boys come running to you.

Worried and confused, you hug all three of them. “What is it? Where is your father?” You ask them as they exchange looks at one another. “Father married Rhaenyra!” Baelon lets out as your eyes widen.

“W-what?” You couldn’t believe your ears. Daemon, your loving husband marrying his niece Rhaenyra. No. “It is true mother, we watched father marry Rhaenyra” Your eldest, Maegor quietly said as tears started forming in your eyes.

You couldn’t help but feel a sense of betrayal and disgust. How dare Rhaenyra marry your husband after your brother died not long ago. “They killed my son, your brother y/n, so that they could marry” Your mother said through gritted teeth. A few tears roll down your cheeks as you hug your boys. They were your everything.

“We will be staying here from now on” You could tell your sons felt a sense of betrayal and hurt, as much as you did. They watched their own father marry their second cousin. Later that day, you decided to write a letter to Daemon. In the letter, you wrote that if he dared to come anywhere close to you or your children, you would not be afraid to feed him to your dragon, the Cannibal.

Not even a week later, the man had the nerve to show up at Driftmark. You had to ensure your dragon wasn’t anywhere close as he would have killed Daemon right there and then. You refused to go out and talk to him so your mother did.

You listened and watched from an open window, “I commend you for your bravery Daemon for showing up here. Though this will be your last time you ever set foot here at Driftmark or anywhere close to my daughter. I deeply regret letting my children marry you and Rhaenyra!” Rhaenys fumed as Daemon listened.

He continued to say nothing before nodding and turning around, making eye contact with you as you stare at him with no emotion. His eyes however, showed regret and sadness but you brushed it off.

~

6 years later…

You scoff at your mother’s words. “Luke is no true Velaryon and everyone knows that,” You stand up from your seat as Maegor looks at you. “My eldest, Maegor, is the rightful heir to the Driftmark throne, he is of my blood, true Velaryon blood”

As much as you liked the young boy, the matter of your son’s righteous title was on the line. You knew everyone would be on your side, apart from of course Rhaneyra. “Daemon would be an idiot to deny that his own flesh and blood is the heir to the Driftmark throne”

His name in your mouth was odd. You say his name with such disgust. “I would agree but he seems to be blinded by Rhaenyra now” Rhaenys gives a knowing look to her daughter.

You roll your eyes. Daemon had infact two sons with Rhaenyra and one still born daughter. Rumours had spread around saying that she gave birth to a half dragon.

“Viserys is dead, I hear Alicent and her father now rule before her son is crowned King. I dislike her truly, but she only has the right mind when it comes to birthrights” You smirk as your mother nods.

“We will travel to King’s Landing to take back what is rightfully yours Maegor” You place your hands on his shoulders as he nods at you.

“Prepare the dragons, we leave in the morrow.”

~

“My sweet girl!” You beam as you run up to your daughter, scooping her up in your arms. You had found out you were expecting a couple days after Daemon left Driftmark for good.

It saddened you at the same time as Daemon had always wished for a daughter and here she was, but he was in no position to be able to call her his daughter.

You gave your dragon, the Cannibal, pets as you had your daughter in front of you, gripping on the saddle. You take off and you smile at the sight beside you, Maegor on Vermithor, Rhaegar on Grey Ghost, and Baelon on Seasmoke, you late brothers’ dragon.

The sight was menacing and frightened everyone at Kings Landing. You smirk at the sight of all the dragon keepers scrambling around as you and your boys land your dragons.

“Touch any of them and my dragon will feed on you” You call out as Baelon snickers. “Ah, Princess, what a lovely delight to see you” Alicent acknowledges you and your children with a smile.

“Like wise, I am here to discuss my eldest Maegor’s birthright claim to Driftmark” You say as the Queen nods, “Of course, an audience is held today on that matter” “Thank you” You bow at her before you and your children walk into the Red Keep.

How dull the place was. It was cold and grey, definitely not fit for raising a family. You valued your years at Driftmark with your family. It was filled with nothing but happy memories after you completed your family. You often remembered how much Daemon disliked this place, saying that it was more of a prison than a castle.

~

“Who’s side are you on Daemon?” Rhaenyra shouts at him, Daemon was sat on a chair with his left hand massaging his temple. “I’m on no one’s side!” He yells frustratedly.

“But you know deep down Rhaenyra that your boy is no Velaryon, having him sit on the Driftmark throne is nothing but disrespectful and wrong. And you know that” He points at her.

Baffled at his husband’s words she spoke up, “It’s because he’s your son isn’t it?” She spat out. Daemon does nothing but groan and stand up.

His marriage with Rhaenyra was crumbling. At first it was perfect, an uncle who once longed for his niece was nothing but a memory. He was not happy as he used to be during his marriage with Rhaenyra, quite the opposite with you, he soon found out.

He remembers how he used to lust for Rhaenyra when she was all but a maiden, but now, she was a mother who birthed 5 children. She was different to what he wanted to believe.

He thought he could chase his younger days when Rhaenyra was in her late teens. But he was wrong. They were both dragons who clash all the time. He missed you. The simpler and happy days unlike the days he was going through in King’s Landing.

Constant fighting and being at each others throats. They both knew they were out of love for each other. “He is of Velaryon blood, is he not? His mother is a true blood making him heir” He retaliates, this argument going on for far too long.

“And you forget that Luke’s father is of true blood too!” Rhaenyra fires back, knowing her words were lies. This made Daemon laugh, “Lucerys is no son of Laenor, nor is Jacaerys or Joffrey. How long are you going to keep up this facade Rhaenyra?” The princess said nothing, she was infuriated with Daemon, as always.

~

You walk through the halls of the Red Keep with only your boys with you. The people who walked past awkwardly stare at you and your sons, some handmaidens of Rhaenyra most likely.

You wore a deep blue dress that cinched your waist and was a square neck exposing your collarbones. Your boys grew up into spitting images of Daemon, and so was your daughter.

The doors to the throne room opened infront of you as everyone turned their heads to your direction. You spot Alicent and her father infront of the Iron throne, her children to the left. Your mother had also arrived and brought along your nieces.

Your eyes then lock with Daemon’s for the first time in 6 years. You quickly look away from him and look at Rhaenyra who was throwing daggers your way. Maegor stares at Lucerys who shifts closer to his mother making him chuckle.

You stop in between the greens and blacks. Ever since you stepped into the room, Daemon’s eyes never left yours. You looked happy, and more alive than he felt. He then looks towards his three boy, all grown up and taller than you.

He adored them, they were his first children after all. “We gather today to discuss the rightful heir to the Driftmark Throne-“ Otto loudly says before interrupted Rhaenyra.

“Which is obviously Lucerys” She butted in making you look at her, “Speak when spoken to Princess,” Alicent calmly says making her look back to the front. “Princess y/n, state your case” Otto nodded to you.

All eyes were on you as you speak up, “If my son, Maegor was to cut his veins, pure Velaryon blood would spill out. If I was to cut Lucerys’, all but Velaryon blood would spill” You turn your head to Rhaenyra.

“Is that a threat Princess?” She sneered, holding her arm out infront of Luke as Daemon stood back without saying anything. “Would you like it to be? Your son is no Velaryon, everyone in this audience can agree. I will not have a fucking bastard sitting on my ancestral throne” You raise your voice, your body now facing hers.

“My brother would be ashamed of what is happening right now, he too knows that Maegor is the legitimate heir to the Driftmark throne. Not Lucerys.” You finish before turning back to the front, not before looking at Daemon who held a small smile.

“And to add to that, I have preposed a marriage between Maegor and Baela and Rhaegar and Rhaena” You smile towards your nieces as they smile back. Anger filled Rhaenyra. Ever since she saw your youthful looking face again, she couldn’t keep a scowl off her face.

Jealousy radiated off of her as she watched you walk down the stairs, you weren’t thickened in the waist unlike her even after birthing nearly the same amount of children, you didn’t have eyebags under your eyes and most of all, you seemed happy. Something she sought out from Daemon.

Rhaenyra also noticed the look Daemon gave her as she appeared, a look he hadn’t give her in a very long time. “Princess Rhaenyra, you may state your case”

And so she did, but it was filled with nothing but lies that she continued on. Everyone wore a bored expression as she defended her illegitimate son. A final ruling was put down, one that made Maegor heir to the Driftmark Throne.

After the crowds started filling out, Daemon had the urge to follow you and talk to you. He was no doubt still deeply in love with you. He thought marrying his niece would bring back the younger days he thoroughly enjoyed but no.

Instead, when he married her, only the days with you clouded his mind. Rhaenyra followed Daemon before they both stopped infront of an ajar door where their eyes widen in shock.

“Darling, come here” You crouched to meet her level as she wrapped her arms around your neck making soft giggles leave your mouth.

You were interrupted by the door opening. “Y/n…” Daemon started, his eyes on the little girl who looked too much like him. “What are you doing here” You questioned, placing your daughter back on the ground.

Before Daemon could speak up, Rhaenyra beat him to it, moving past him. “Who is she?” Rhaenyra questioned, you could have sworn you saw a glint of jealousy in her eyes as she looked at your daughter. “My daughter, Visenya” You proudly smirk.

You knew Rhaenyra had always wanted to name her daughter Visenya but the gods has other plans for her. “What a nice name” She shakily says before giving a tight lipped smile and rushing out of the room.

Your eyes then flicker towards Daemon who had an unreadable look on his face. “When did you find out” He questions calmly, closing the door.

“A couple days after you left Driftmark” You say in a monotone voice as Visenya busies herself with a toy. The two of you watch her as a small smile made itself on Daemon’s lips.

He hated himself so much. He hated how instead of being a faithful and loyal husband to the most beautiful soul, he decided to run after a childish dream.

“And you didn’t tell me? You didn’t think to inform your husband that you were pregnant with my child-“ “Don’t.” Your lips quiver as tears began to form. “You were not my husband. You were already married to Rhaenyra so why would I tell you?” You yell at him, your handmaiden quickly walking in to take Visenya.

“I know I made a stupid decision but she’s my child too! And you know how much I love our boys-“ He points to you, “You left them fucking traumatised! They had to watch their own father marry their second cousin. How fucked up is that?” Daemon stayed quiet at this.

You sigh before sitting down on the edge of your bed, “Does she even know who I am?” He quietly said, taking a seat beside you. “Of course not. She’s too young to understand and I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to tell her the truth” You look over to him.

He gulps but nods his head. “I understand” Daemon quietly says as you stand up. Smoothing out your dress, you start walking to the door. You give a final look towards Daemon, a single tear dropped before you quickly wipe it off and leave.

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Rebuild & Restore - Chapter 9

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Kiyana stared off in the direction that Elijah had walked off in, rubbing her arm in the spot that he had grabbed. “Oh naw, he ain’t getting away with this shit.” She muttered as she stormed towards Alexis’ room. She knew how it felt to have a cheated husband and she would never want another woman to feel the way she had. 

“Oh, Kiyana! Bae this is the girl I was telling you about.” Alexis smiled at Kiyana as she walked into the room. “Thank you for paging him. I don’t know what he has a phone for, he never answers it.” Alexis teased her husband, staring up at him with adoration and love in her eyes and Kiyana felt like she was gonna throw up right then and there. It made her sick to know that Elijah was nothing more than a cheating sociopath, just like Josh. 

“Well, I'm happy to help.” Kiyanna finally responded, having to tear her eyes away from the couple in front of her. Her eyes kept wandering down to his wedding ring and all she could think was ‘how could I be so stupid.’  This man was married with THREE kids that he failed to mention. How sick can one person actually be? 

Kiyana checked on Alexis and the baby, not looking in Eli’s direction, even though she felt his eyes on her. His cheating, deceiving eyes.  “Everything looks good right now. If you need anything, just hit that red button right there and someone will come to help.” Kiyana recited the lines from the employee handbook perfectly before turning and walking out of the room before Elijah or Alexis could say anything. 

She closed her eyes and leaned against the closed door, letting out a breath before walking over to the nurses station. “Girl, you still taking care of her?” When Kiyana nodded, Debra shook her head. “You better than me.”  

“I wanted to tell her so bad how much of a scumbag her husband is” Kiyana spat out. Eyes narrowing on the door to room 302. “But something in me just couldn’t. Maybe cause I’ve been in her position before.” Kiyana shrugs, looking down at her bare left hand and frowning. 

Your ex-husband cheated on you?” Debra asked, giving Kiyana a look of pity, which Kiyana ignored. 

“Yup, he um- he cheated on me while I was pregnant with our youngest.. With some chick he worked with.. Same exact situation, different roles.” Kiyana said as she made eye contact with Elijah who had just walked out of the hospital room. He walked past the nurses station, head held high as he ignored the glare Debra was sending his way. 

“If you wanna go home. It’s okay. I’ll cover for you.” Kiyana shook her head. 

“Nope. I am sick and tired of letting men ruin my day.” 

“Daddy can we go see mommy at work?” Josh stopped searching his mother’s refrigerator for something for his boys to eat and checked his watch. 11:54 am.  it was almost time for Kiyana to go to lunch anyway. 

“Yeah, we can do that. Go tell grandma we leaving.” He said sending Kaiden to do his dirty work. Talisua was beyond pissed at him, ever since he told her he crashed Kiyana’a date a couple of days ago. She had called him selfish and insensitive. He agreed with the selfish part, because he was, he wholeheartedly agreed with that. He wanted Kiyana to himself and he was going to do everything in his power to get his wife… ex-wife back. 

“You couldn’t come tell me you were leaving on your own?” Talisua asked as she walked into the kitchen holding Kairo and Josh sighed. 

“Ma’, I don’t wanna fight with you.” 

“I don’t wanna fight with you neither son. I just want you to understand how unfair you are being to Kiyana.” Josh sighed again and resisted the urge to roll his eyes, not waiting to get smacked upside his head. “She deserves to move on.” 

“And I deserve a chance to fix my mess. To make everything right again.” Josh stressed, staring his mom down, he was tired of hearing that Kiyana needs to move on, because no the hell she doesn’t. “Pops cheated on you and had Melvania and you still stayed with him and had four kids. He deserved a second chance, so why don’t I?” For the first time in 38 years, Josh had stumped his mom. He knew bringing up his father’s cheating ways was mean and unnecessary, but he needed to get his point across. 

“Me and your father were not married though Joshua! He didn’t break a vow to me like how you did to Kiyana.” 

“That’s not fair ma’” Josh shot back. “Pops wanted to make things right and you let him, why are you giving me a hard time when I’m trying to do the same?” Talisua’s features softened as she walked closer to her son and grabbed his hand. 

“Son, it’s not the same. I know you wanna fix things with Kiyana. I would love it if y’all were back on the same page, but you hurt her. You hurt her during one of the toughest moments of her life because of your selfishness. Yes, your father has made mistakes but he allowed me to work through my pain on my own, he gave me space and that’s what you’re not giving Kiyana.” 

“Space? She already went on a damn date mom!” Josh responded, raising his voice. "I know I messed up, I admit that. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to fix things. Kiyana means everything to me."

“Joshua,” Talisua said softly, squeezing his hand gently, “I know how much she means to you but, She needs space okay? Just let her come back to you.” Josh shook head head 

“Nah, I can’t just sit back and watch while she dates other men. I can’t do that.” 

“Then, I can’t help you Josh. You’re own your own.” Talisua handed Kairo over before walking out of the kitchen. 

“We don’t need her,” Josh muttered to a smiling Kairo. “You’ll help me get mommy back right?”  Josh let out a sigh before calling out to Kaiden, “Kai, come on. Let’s go see mommy!”  

As Josh and his two boys were heading towards his truck, he let out a groan as he saw Joe leaning against it. 

“Uncle Joe!” Kaiden called out, letting go of his fathers hand and running towards Joe, who swooped down and picked him up.

“Man whatcho’ big ass  doin’ here?”  Josh asked, unlocking his car door and placing Kairo in his carseat. 

“I ain't come to argue with you.” Joe said softly. “Jon said you might be here and I just wanted to talk,”  Josh sucked his teeth and moved to the driver's side, starting the car and rolling the windows down. “Josh, I told you the other day I was sorry about how all that shit went down with Kiyana.” 

“Aye Uce,” Josh chuckled bitterly,  “You fucked my wife. Then called me so I could hear it!” Josh seethed, damn-near snatching Kaiden out of Joe’s arms. “You lucky you not six feet underground.”

Joe and Josh stood there staring at each other. Josh’s eyes were filled with hate and anger while Joes’ was filled with regret and sadness about how this whole situation went. He still believed in his heart that Kiyana deserves someone better than Josh, but he also knew that the love that they had for each other was genuine and real. Joe would be a hypocrite if he held Josh accountable for his cheated, it’s not like Joe hasn’t cheated on his girlfriends in the past. 

“Look I’m sorry alright? I don’t wanna fight with you no more Josh. I miss my favorite cousin.” Josh’s eyes softened at Joe’s confession. 

“Daddy, I thought we were going to see mommy?” Kaiden interrupted the two of them and Joe looked at Josh with hopeful eyes. 

“Y’all going to see Key? Can I come? I was going to see her before I left for Miami.” Josh started shaking his head, he opened his mouth to tell him no but Kaiden spoke again. 

“Hurry! Or we’re gonna miss mommy!” Kaiden yelled out growing inpatient. 

“Fine, Get in the damn car Uce.” Josh grunted out, lip curling in disgust as Joe opened his passenger side door and slid his big ass in. 

12:00 pm. 

Kiyana leaped from her chair and grabbed her bag immediately heading for the elevator. “Take as long as you want!" Debra called out and Kiyana gave a thumbs up in return just as the elevator doors closed. Since there was a ban on cell phones during work hours, she had to wait to tell Samara all about Elijah and his lying, cheating ass

She let out a curse as she looked down at her arm where Elijah had grabbed, a nasty bruise had formed. Just looking at the bruise had her blood boiling. ‘I should go back up there and tell his wife everything.’ She thought as the elevator doors opened up on the ground floor. 

Kiyana had pulled up Samara’s contact and was about to press call when a loud “MOMMY!”  echoed around the surprisingly quiet main entrance. An immediate smile was on Kiyana’s face as she recognized her son’s voice. 

“Kai!” Kiyana called out, kneeling down and capturing him in a tight hug that she needed at that moment.  

“Hi mommy, I miss you.” Kaiden muttered into the shirt of her scrubs and it took everything in Kiyana not to burst into tears right there as she placed a kiss to the top of his head. 

“I miss you too Kai.” 

“Damn, I be gone weeks at a time and he’s never ran to me like that” Kiyana rolled her eyes with a chuckle before turning towards Josh and… Joe? Who was pushing Kairo in his stroller. Her eyes widened as she took in the two Samoans. 

“What the fuck?” She whispered. She tried to asked him what he was doing there, but all she could muster was another , “What the fuck?” 

As Kiyana stood to her full height, the bruise on her arm caught Josh's attention. “What’s that?” He asked, drawing Joe’s attention to the bruise as well.

“Oh, it’s nothing, I bumped into something earlier.” She muttered, looking anywhere but at Josh and that's when he knew she was lying. 

“Kiyana.” He narrowed his eyes on her. “That shit wasn’t there this morning.” 

“Josh, please.” She pleaded. “Y’all came here to eat, so let's go do that.” She said grabbing Kaiden’s hand and walking towards the cafeteria but Josh grabbed her other hand, stopping her. “Josh, stop” She whispered and he shook his head. 

“It was that nut ass dude you went out with wasn’t it?” 

“Aye, he put his hands on you KiKi?” Joe chimed in and Kiyana’s bottom lip quivered and that’s when Josh lost it. 

Josh's jaw was clenched tight as he asked her, “Where he at Kiyana? He thinks he can put his hands on you and get away with it?” 

Kiyana shook her head,  "Josh, please," she pleaded again, placing her hand on his chest, trying her hardest to calm him down, but he was pissed and past the point of calming down. “We got the kids here.” 

“And they need to see what happens when someone puts their hands on their mama. I don’t play that shit Key, divorced or not.” The elevator doors opened and Kiyana cursed as Josh’s eyes zeroed in on Elijah. “You put your fucking hands on my wife?” Josh called out and before Elijah could even comprehend what was going on, Josh walked up and threw a mean right hook, knocking Elijah down to the ground. 

The security guard, who had overhead what Elijah did, took his time getting up from his seat. He stretched and yawned before slowly making his way over to them. Kiyana took the stroller from Joe and pushed him in Josh’s direction, “Please do something!” She called out, covering Kaiden’s eyes so he wouldn’t see what his dad was doing. 

“Josh.. Josh come on man, you got him.” Joe said as he pulled Josh off of Elijah but not without getting his own kicks in. 

“Alright, that's enough” The security guard called out as he finally made his way over to them. 

“This shit ain’t over!” Josh called out to Elijah who was holding his jaw, glaring at him. “Imma catch ya’ bum ass again!” Josh pushed the guard away from him and grabbed Kiyana's hand, leading her out of the hospital. 

“And don’t put your hands on my mommy again!” 

Welp... Honestly.... i can't write a fight scene to save my life but imma work on it and trust, this aint the last time Josh gon get his hands on Elijah!

If then ending seems rushed, I apologize it is 3:35 am and I wanted to get this out b/c I won't have any time later on in the day to publish 🙃.

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Hi~ can I request "committed relationship with lookism boys" headcannons (such as samuel, jake, gun, eli)? Sorry if it's too much and thank you in advance! 💙

Hi anon, thanks for the ask and sorry for the delay! Of course you can but how dare you leave off our Goofy and also Viiiin. I've got quite a few hc floating around (latest one here for almost everyone). Let's do committed committed though.

Do I have to mention that I hc most of the Lookism guys as romantics in their own way?

Lookism Boys in committed relationships (longer term etc.)

The usual - Sammy, Jake, Gun, Eli, Goo, Vin

Samuel Seo

Being in a committed relationship, or really a relationship at all isn't something he has thought much about but with the right person it can work.

He wants the whole thing - engagement, marriage, kids.

Proposal would be something more traditional and romantic than you would expect.

Likely booking out the fanciest restaurant, enjoying a candlelit dinner followed shortly with Sammy down on one knee with a diamond ring the size of your fist.

Honestly, everything would be a little bit of a spectacle. Used as much to express his love to you as well as his power and status so it's not going to be quiet or chill.

Wants someone that will stay by his side and wants all the formalities to go with it.

The piece of paper saying you're legally married, in sickness and in health, for better or worse would mean a lot to him, though he would never express it.

As always with this guy, fingers crossed he's had a buttload of therapy especially before any kids come along.

Jake Kim

Hmm, let's leave anything longer term until after he retires from Big Deal.

Obviously a romantic, though he does not want a repeat of his dad, where he leaves you at home and he's off gallivanting doing gangster shit.

It goes without saying but to clarify: Jake is a one woman man. If he's in a relationship with you, nothing will ever make him turn his head.

Like Sammy, wants to experience everything with you by his side. The marriage, the kids, the growing old together.

As the head of Big Deal though, he knows that he would not be able to give you the attention you deserve.

Doesn't ask you to wait for him, he could never get in the way of your happiness though he desperately wishes that you would.

And of course you do, it's Jake!

Meeting his mother, that force of a woman, wife of Gapryong Kim, might be the most intimidating experience of your life. You leave in awe and a little in love with her yourself.

Gun Park

Actually did think marriage would be on the cards, although one of convenience rather than love.

(It would come as a very pleasant and welcome surprise that his life turns out that way.)

If it was an arranged/convenient marriage then you'll barely see him tbh. And he would expect an open marriage.

If Gun loves you, then this guy is traditional as hell in a committed relationship, and a romantic too.

Will get you a gifts sent to your work, bouquet of roses, or just buy you something because it reminds him of you. Remembers anniversaries and make sure there is something special prepared.

That antique necklace you said you liked in passing? It's on your pillow the next day. That place you said you wanted to see? You're going that weekend.

Yes to engagement, yes to marriage, yes to kids.

The proposal would be something very specific and sentimental to you both. The wedding, less so. He has a lot of customs he would need to follow being head of the Yamazaki Clan and Gun being who he is.

With kids, doesn't matter what gender, Gun would mould them to be his masterpiece.

Eli Jang

Quite honestly didn't expect a long term or committed relationship to be on the cards. (He should really be focusing on Yenna instead of gallivanting around playing loan shark with 5A - ahem).

Most responsible parents would take a while before introducing you to their kid, but with Eli - has the vibe that oh shit something has come up with 5A and will dump Yenna on you.

What can I say, it's been obvious that this guy's logic and critical thinking isn't his strong point.

Doesn't really care for all the formalities of long term relationships, the expectation of marriage but isn't opposed to it. Besides, it would be good to have the extra bit of added stability for Yenna.

Would have a small intimate wedding with just the nearest and dearest.

Likely to also get a couples tattoo too (have you seen the H on his FOREHEAD? That guy is BOLD.)

Can't imagine him actually wanting more kids, the first time round was traumatic enough.

However, if you really want more then he will consider it. Especially because it would be pretty cute for Yenna to be the older sis.

Goo Kim

Hard to get this guy to commit to you in the first place. He generally only has one thought: mind on his money and money on his mind.

Will be hard for this guy to admit his feelings for you, and whether he truly misses you or if it's just his clingy nature.

Once in a relationship, expect to be spoiled. What's the point of making all this if you can't enjoy it? And even though the gifts might not be to your taste (and in all honesty, pretty ostentatious), it's the thought that counts.

With long term plans, Goo is pretty easy-going and happy to go with the flow.

If you want to get married, just say the word. A little backyard wedding or hiring the most expensive wedding in Seoul - go for it.

Want a lil sparkle on your ring finger or none at all, also fine too.

Hint: best wedding present for him? Get him some swords.

Fence-sitter with kids, but if you want them then he can be swayed. Let's just enjoy more of our youth and our freedom first.

Vin Jin

Ahhh he's a secret cheeseball. Although maybe it's not so secret. He is SOFT for you, in his own standoffish way. Thinks he's cool about it but it's obvious to everyone.

Doesn't think too much long term and doesn't feel the need to get married. He's committed to you, he shows you, he tells you and feels that that's enough.

More likely for you guys to get hitched with a quickie wedding where you may or may not be drunk.

And then the morning after and nursing a hangover, Vin thinks huh. This is sorta nice.

You guys don't really do the engagement ring or wedding ring thing. There'll be something just as sentimental like a couples necklace.

Besides, who wouldn't be able to tell you're together with your constant couple outfits.

Kids? Ehh. Vin likes the idea of them but not the responsibility. If it'll happen, it'll happen.

[ragingstillness]

Things I need from SVU that I’m probably never gonna get:

Eli finding out that Olivia literally delivered him

Meeting Elliot’s sisters

Olivia meeting all of Elliot’s siblings

Noah meeting Calvin

Eli calling Jet the sixth Stabler child

More Malachi I’m so pissed

Fin and Olivia smoking weed

Elliot getting a therapist

Elliot and his grandkids

Olivia punching someone in the face

Confirmation that Richard Wheatley is dead

A crossover with criminal minds

Joe Stabler shaving his awful facial hair or committing and going for a full beard

Randall hitting on Olivia and getting both brutally shut down and menaced by jelliot

An episode where Noah shows his mother’s compassion by connecting with the child of a victim and passing crucial information onto Olivia

Alex Cabot coming back and being gay married to Casey Novak

Liz returning as a judge I love her

Play date for Fin’s grandkids and Noah

Barba returning and helping out Elliot in some massive way, earning both his and Liv’s forgiveness

A bright-eyed rookie joining the squad who has a hero-worship of Olivia and has come through the academy hearing legends of Bensler

Elliot’s kids calling him out for being a coward in his relationship with Olivia

The Stabler children kidnapping babysitting Noah

Burton thrown in jail for all the shit he’s done

OLIVIA TELLING ELLIOT ABOUT LEWIS

Bonus: Elliot mentioning how they both have had bad luck with people named Lewis

A shirtless scene for them both where we actually see their canonical scars

Terrible middle-aged flirting

Elliot grappling with being a great grandfather and having a midlife crisis

Fin visiting Munch’s grave 😢

The Ghost of Kathy blessing Bensler’s union

Fin collecting an absolute shitton of money when Bensler finally get together

More Phoebe!

Beck getting a date with Vargas

Reyes sorting out his shit

Ayanna getting her kid back and a new wife

Olivia at a parent teacher conference

Noah introducing his friends to his mom

Olivia’s bitchy sorority sisters turning up and getting dunked on

Elliot getting to do some architect things

[kitchenisking]

Day 7

Price of Admission by whiskytangofuckfest (trumpetcrumpet) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6,628, sterek)

"Hi," the alpha said now, ambling forward with his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans. He was wearing a flannel shirt over an undershirt, and Derek realized abruptly that he himself was only wearing his boxer briefs. The cuffs rattled as he jerked in an instinctive attempt to cover himself. He was used to being naked, like any born wolf, but now, with a fully-dressed stranger looking over him with interest, he felt exposed.

Intruders didn't get sent home with a cup of tea and a pat on the head. That would send a signal that the pack was weak, that it couldn't defend its borders. Even if this alpha wasn't mad at Derek personally, he still had to do something to make it clear to other wolves they couldn't just cross into his territory, and Derek was the only intruder they had captured. He would have to bear the message for the whole group. 

Derek gets caught trespassing on Stilinski pack territory. Stiles takes an interest.

Taking Care by PencilTrash - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3,413, sterek)

Derek had returned from a conference where the new CEO, Mr Stiles Stilinski, took over his company in a so called meeting where all the white collared, richly clothed shareholders - assholes - voted against Derek. He hadn’t even waited for a final handshake with the new owner. He knew, he’d never be able to fake a smile when his heart was shattering into a thousand pieces. Well, they had Peter to deal with these formalities.

[aka, Derek was already having the worst day when he was hit by his heat, right in the middle of his office]

Be My Strength by Novkat21 - (Rating: Mature, Words: 8,103, sterek)

“I just read about mates. Not much, but enough. Are they really that powerful?”

Deaton hummed and walked over to peer down at the book. “They can be. But it really depends on how well they know each other and their bond. Alphas become far stronger with one and that's why many have their mates go into hiding when a threat is nearby. If they lose their mate, they could lose their minds and become feral.” Stiles swallowed nervously. “Lose as in…?”

Deaton glanced up at him with a raised brow. “They die. Or are rejected.” Stiles felt his heart drop into his stomach and all the blood drain from his face.

Waiting Games by Jerakeen  - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6,315, sterek)

Being an only child and heir to the throne, Stiles had always known he may not have the luxury of marrying for love. When he’d realized he was an omega to boot, things had taken an even more uncomfortable turn for him.

Omegas are rare. An omega as the heir apparent is almost unheard of.

Which is why there is no wiggle room when it comes to the tournament.

Sweet Buns by skoosiepants - (Rating: T, Words: 17,935, sterek)

Stiles hasn’t seen Derek Hale this close up for over a decade. He looks almost exactly the same, except somehow he seems even bigger and broodier—criminally handsome, with soft-looking dark scruff, heavy brows, light hazel eyes. His gaze zeros in on Stiles almost immediately, and his scowl lightens minutely in what looks like surprise.

Stiles is acutely aware that he has melted butter and cinnamon all over his face, and tries to surreptitiously wipe it with the ends of his sweater-sleeve.

Or-

The a/b/o bakery au with feelings

According to Plans by eldee - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 72,744, sterek)

Five times Stiles and Derek pretend to be boyfriends, and the one time they didn't have to pretend at all. (Or: in which Stiles' plan for senior year is completely ruined by a supernatural creature stalking him.)

Give him back by christinchen - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 21,452, sterek)

Eli feels lost and has seemingly so where to turn. Until a stranger knocks on his car window and demands to know how he got his car!

Drive by orphan_account - (Rating: T, Words: 3,916, sterek)

"Everyone knew you didn't touch Derek Hale's family, leather jacket, and especially not his car. Not if you wanted to live, that is."

Or, the high school AU where Stiles can't decide if he wants to kiss Derek Hale or steal his Camaro. Spoiler: it might be a little bit of both.

hooked on a feeling by EvanesDust - (Rating: T, Words: 2,713, sterek)

Stiles brings Derek home for spring break. Since his dad’s not home, they head up to his room for a quickie. Cue embarrassment when the sheriff knocks on his bedroom door, asking if they're done yet because he'd like to meet Stiles's new boyfriend...

Terrible Twos by alikatastic - (Rating: G, Words: 5,607, sterek)

Derek found himself at Iowa State and loved it. Sure he didn't have his pack or friends, but he was ready for a new beginning. He was perfectly fine being alone until Stiles Stilinski fumbled his way into English 2 class. Derek wanted to get closer and talk to the gangly man, but when he saw him next, a red-headed goddess was hanging off his arm. The scent was different, and he didn't seem to recognize Derek. It seemed like a cruel joke, but something was off. Is everything as it seems, or is there something more going on?

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 30

chapter 49:

1. jegulus jumpscare (it’s a dream i wasn’t expecting)

2. shit. the dream is about their wedding plans. i- i can’t do this shit while reg is in the arena

3. shit it’s raining and i know reg can’t handle it because of the last crimson river/arena

4. god, sirius wakes up to the rain and his first thought it to go save regulus

5. “"Lily, have you been using sex for favors?"

"No." Lily pauses, then snorts. "Well, alright, so this is how it works, yeah? I'm already having sex, and then I'm like, say, look at you all laid out and desperate to give me what I want; don't you want to do this very small, very simple thing for me? And then they mostly always say yes, and they get what they want, all while I'm having a grand time and also getting what I want. See? Win-win.””

😭😭😭 i love her your honor

6. “”I cannot believe that this revolution is partially running on your competency in sex."

"Oh, if only it could fully run on that. Everything would go so smoothly. Shit, we'd win the war in, like, a week.""

😭😭😭💍♥️ marry me please

7. “”I keep telling [Effie] I know exactly how to make her feel better, but she insists she's a married woman, and also far too old for me. Disappointing, really.”” 😭😭😭

8. james confronting lucius has me scared for remus. like, i know they can’t trace it back to remus, but i’m so scared

9. james is pissed at the world and it’s honestly scary

10. i know james is trying to use donations, but i’m also aware that riddle wants to make sure no donations make it to reg, sirius, or marlene

11. “"Aw, your boyfriend sent you a present," Rabastan teases, his tone lighthearted and good-natured.

"Fiancé," Regulus corrects sharply”

GAGGED. he took james’ words and fucking ran with it like nobody’s business

12. not narcissa welcoming james to the family 😭😭😭😭

13. james sent him a bagel and all the death eaters are making fun of him for being gay over it 😭😭

14. all james sent on the card was “???” 😭😭 pls that’s so funny

15. poor eli

16. the sad bonding over marlene and sirius having recovered from drinking problems

17. don’t tell me that the fucking crimson river hands are coming out the hedges. i- god i hope reg gets to personally witness riddle’s downfall

18. AND THE FUCKING GREEN MIST??? FUCK THIS

19. “You never truly do feel as alive as when death is breathing down your neck.”

oh he’s insane as hell. a black for sure

20. shit. sirius’ mind just went blank in the maze

21. the hallow is cruel beyond belief for this

22. “He has had dreams of Regulus, ah, using his dagger during…intimate moments, but is that something he'd actually do? Well… Okay, bad example.” 😭😭😭😭

23. james was so close to an epiphany about mcgonnagal making everyone hate the games. he was so close

24. “Thorfinn said he'd have to be killed to be stopped from going after Sirius, even though Regulus explicitly told him what he'd do about that, and so Regulus killed him. Newton's third law: for every action in nature there is an equal and opposite reaction.”

bitch do not pull physics into this 😭😭

also that means that sir isaac newton existed in this universe, which if we see this as a future for our universe, it means that homophobia was prevalent at one point and the world straight up just eradicated it. 🤷🏽‍♀️ pro for this universe ig

25. “When he lifts his head, the first thing Regulus sees is his brother.

The second thing he sees is Sirius' fist, just the flash of it, just seconds before it collides with the side of his face.”

he had it coming fr

[jerzwriter]

This story has been brewing in my head for such a long time I thought it was about time I wrote it down.

Book: Wake the Dead (Choices) Pairing: Eli Sipes x Zoe Rivera (F!MC) Characters: Troy Hassan, Minna Arbogast, Georg (OC) Rating: Teen Words: 2,600 Summary: There are still many things that need to be put in place in Olympus. Traditions and rituals that need to be established. When Minna and Georg pay Zoe a visit, this becomes abundantly clear. In the days that follow, there are meaningful conversations and realizations to be had, and in the end, Eli & Zoe see their future in a brand new light.

A/N: Participating in @choicesaugustchallenge (I used August heat instead of Summer heat - but I think that will be OK :) )

The sun had finally begun to set in the sky, ending another long day in the August heat. Summer was beginning to wind down, but drone activity wasn’t, and with much to do before the winter months hit, days started early and ended late at Olympus. As the colony’s leader,  Zoe was working hardest of all, and while others were finishing their dinner and beginning to unwind, Zoe was still toiling away in her small office. There were plans and schedules to be made, and she wasn’t going to rest until she was done.

But Eli had other plans, and when he stuck his head in the door, he was on a mission. Zoe’s face lit up when she saw him.

“Did you bring me dinner?” she smiled.

“No,” he replied. “But I haven’t eaten yet, either; I’m waiting for you. So, let's go. We can eat together.”

“Eli! You shouldn’t wait for me. Go ahead and eat. I’ll be down soon.”

“You’ll be down now," he insisted. "It’s almost eight o’clock.”

Zoe let out a sigh as her shoulders slumped. “I’d love to, but there is still more to be done.”

“Yep. And it will still be here tomorrow.” He stepped behind her and rubbed her shoulders, causing her to sink into her chair. She closed her eyes and swore she was about to fall asleep.

“All right,” she grinned. “You win. Let’s go have dinner.”

Just as she was about to stand, there was a knock on the door, and Minna Arbogast entered, Georg Collins, from Sunflower Creek, behind her.

“Hi,” Minna, typically straightforward, said almost sheepishly. “Could we have a moment with you?”

“No,” Eli scowled. “The office is closed for the day. If it’s anything official, it can wait until tomorrow.”

“Eli!” Zoe scolded. “Minna, Georg, is this something personal? If so, we can discuss it downstairs. But if it’s regarding Olympus, I’m happy to take a few more minutes here.”

Minna and Georg exchanged a glance. “It’s kind of about both,” he said as Zoe motioned to the chairs in front of her desk. Eli, displeased, slumped down on an old couch on the side of the room.

“What can I help you with?” Zoe asked.

“Well, I suppose you know Georg and I are involved,” Minna started. “Romantically involved.”

Eli chuckled loudly, drawing everyone's attention his way. “Yeah, that’s pretty obvious.”

“Hmm,” Zoe snickered. “Laughs the man who thought we were fooling people at one time, too. But yes, I’m aware, and I’m very happy for you! But what does that have to do with your visit?”

“I’ve asked Minna to marry me, and luckily for me, she’s accepted!”

“What! Oh my! Congratulations!” Zoe hollered. “That’s such exciting news!”

“Thank you!” Minna smiled. “We’re so happy! There’s just one problem. How do we get married?”

“Oh,” Zoe chuckled. “You have a point. You’ll be Olympus’s first marriage, but I supposed we need to come up with how to do that here.”

“We had some traditions and rituals at Sunflower Creek,” Georg offered. “Minna says they had similar ones at Skyweld, too.”

“That’s great! I’d like to call our council to discuss this, but it shouldn’t take long. How soon would you like to do this?”

“We’d like to do it soon, before the fall if possible.”

“I think we can manage that. I’ll call for a meeting tomorrow, and then I’ll be in touch.”

“Great!” Minna smiled. The happy couple excitedly thanked Zoe and left. Zoe turned to Eli with a bright smile.

“Well, that was nice! A great reason to work a little later if you ask me!”

The corners of Eli's lips curled slightly as he watched Zoe, so genuinely happy for her friend’s news.

“I’ve got to admit,” he said. “It’s a lot better than issues we usually face around here, but now your day is now done, and you need to eat.” He stood up, extending his hand. “Let’s go!”

“Yes, sir!” she complied with a salute.

As they sat alone in the kitchen, a plate of stew between them, Zoe put a plan into action.

“I have a feeling this is going to be right up Feather’s alley! Some of the other elders, too!”

“I’m sure it is,” Eli said, a bit more reserved than usual. Zoe nudged him and gave a little grin.

“What’s on your mind, Eli? You’ve been awfully quiet.”

“Nothing,” he sighed, pushing away his empty plate and stretching his arms over his head. “I was just thinking... we’re not married.”

Zoe barked out a laugh. “No, we’re not. And from what I hear, some in the old world would say we’re ‘living in sin.’ I never exactly understood that concept, but whatever...”

“I don’t get it either. But I was wondering... what are your thoughts on that?”

“On living in sin?” she questioned. “I think it’s ridiculous. What the hell could be sinful about people who love each other sharing their lives together. Like a piece of paper changes anything."

“Not about that,” Eli laughed. “About marriage.” He moved his chair closer to hers, leaning forward; he brushed a strand of hair away from her face and looked at her tenderly. “Have you ever given it any thought?”

Zoe's eyes went wide. “Oh. Oh, I see. I have to admit, I haven’t given it much thought. Formal marriages weren’t really a thing at The Tower. I never thought I’d meet anyone I’d want to spend the rest of my life with, and, let’s face it, the rest of our lives tend to be pretty short in this world, so I never really thought about it. Why?” She asked cautiously. “Have you?”

“For me, personally? No. I hadn't. It’s nothing I ever foresaw for myself, given my circumstances. But marriage in general? Yeah. I have. I still remember the old world, and marriage seemed to be a pretty big deal back then. Plus, my parents were married, and I always thought of marriage as something special, something almost sacred, because the two of them did it so well.”

“It must have been so nice to grow up with them modeling that kind of love,” she smiled.

Eli looked into the distance, but his eyes were warm with reflection. “Yeah, it was.”

“What do you remember about marriage and weddings from the old world?” She asked. “Maybe that can help me decide what we can do at Olympus?”

“I was still young,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “But some of the celebrations were over the top. I went to a few family weddings, and they were fun, even if I had to wear a suit. But I remember my parents saying some people went broke just to have a fancy wedding day. My dad said too many were worried about the wedding and not the marriage. That always stuck in my mind.”

“That does sound kind of stupid,” Zoe agreed. “But then it was a different world. I know it was before you were born, but did your parents have a big wedding?”

“Initially, no. They were an interracial couple, and while most of their families supported them, some were real asses. They didn’t want any headaches, so they decided to elope, just the two of them. But when they got back and told everyone, my Mom’s parents insisted they have a wedding. My grandfather said no one was denying his little girl a wedding, and they weren’t going to deny him the chance of walking her down the aisle.”

“That’s sweet. Did they have a big wedding after that?”

“Not big by old world standards. My Mom said they had about fifty of their closest friends and family and that it was a beautiful day. They both said it was a lot of fun. But they kept the focus on the marriage - not the party."

“It sounds like your parents had the right idea. They knew what was important.”

Eli smiled wistfully, his fingers twirling Zoe’s hair. “Yeah, they sure did. But what about your parents? Were they married?”

“I really don’t remember too much, but I know my parents were married – my biological mom and dad, as well as my two dads. Ana told me that our biological parents were married in a big Catholic church wedding. Their families were very strict and wouldn’t have allowed them to live together without it. See,” she smirked. “They wouldn’t have approved of us living in sin.”

“What about your dads?”

“They were married. When my mother left, Dad met Papa, and they had a small wedding. I don’t remember much from my childhood, but I remember the picture of them on the mantle, and they looked so happy. It was on the beach, Ana was holding Dad’s hand, and Papa carried me on his hip.”

A bittersweet look captured Zoe's happiness, recalling the memory but the deep pain of all that she had lost along the way. Her began to quiver. “I wish things could have been different.”

“I know,” Eli said, holding her close. “I know.”

“Can we go up to bed?” She whispered. “I’d really like to just lie in your arms for a while if that's all right."

She didn’t have to say another word.

~~~~~

The following day, Zoe met with the members of Olympic’s governing council, and a plan was put in place. Later that night, she found an enthusiastic Minna and Georg talking to a too-proud-of-himself Troy, who had several long lists on the table before him. Curiosity got the better of Zoe, and she joined her best friend the second the couple left.

“Whatcha doing?” She grinned.

“Me? Only putting together the most incredible wedding Olympus has ever seen! Well... the only wedding Olympus has seen so far, but there’s more to come.”

“You?” Zoe smirked. “What do you have to do with their wedding?”

“Zoe. Zoe, Zoe, Zoe,” he sighed. “Who better to plan a party than moi? In fact, this whole thing has made me a little nostalgic for the old world. I think I found my calling. I would have been one hell of an event planner.”

“You know,” she laughed. “I can see it!”

“I’m glad Minna and Georg will be my first wedding,” Troy winked. “This way, I’ll have experience when I plan yours.”

Zoe spit out the water she was drinking. “Mine? What do you mean... mine?"

“Zoe, please,” he waved dismissively. “It’s only a matter of time before it’s you and Eli. In fact, I’m shocked you two aren’t the first.”

“Troy! Eli and I haven’t even discussed marriage!”

“Really?” He said, raising a brow. “Why not?”

“I think the idea is sweet and all,” Zoe shrugged. “But it’s not like I need it. I love Eli, and he loves me. That’s all that really matters. Besides, the archaic idea that women lived to get married was one of the better things to die with the outbreak. My wedding,” she scoffed, taking another sip of water. “As if.”

Later that night, Zoe stepped out of the shower and joined Eli, who was already reading in bed. She slipped under the sheets, reveling in the fresh feeling and quiet of the room. Eli smiled at the way she squiggled around like a little child.

“You happy?” he asked, putting his book aside.

“So happy!” she grinned. “This is my favorite part of the day.”

Eli looked at her thoughtfully, then leaned over to place a kiss on her forehead. “Mine, too.”

Zoe closed her eyes as she rested her head on his chest, but Eli’s eyes remained open wide. He was quiet, studying every crack on the ceiling, when he woke Zoe with a gentle nudge.

“Zo, zo.”

“Mmmhhhm.”

“You never did answer my question.”

“Oh?” She said, sitting up to look him in the eye. “What question is that?”

“What are your thoughts,” he stalled. “About marriage.”

“I answered you, silly,” she grinned. “We had a whole conversation. Don’t you remember?”

“We had a conversation about your thoughts on marriage in general. You never told me how you felt about marriage... for you.”

Zoe’s heart raced as realization washed over her. He wasn’t talking about a concept; he was talking about.... them.

“For... for me?” she stuttered.

“Yeah, for you,” he smiled, perhaps the most beautiful smile she had ever seen. “And me.”

Zoe leaned back a bit, her hand clutching her nightshirt, as her mind filled with more thoughts than she could handle.

“I... I never really thought about it... have... have you?”

“I have,” he smiled, cupping her cheek in his hand. “I know you think it’s unnecessary, and I understand why, but...” he let out a breath. “But I think you and I have the same kind of love that my parents share. It’s something I never, ever thought I’d get to experience, and now that I am, I know it’s the most precious gift I’ve ever received. So yeah, I’d like to marry you, Zoe. I’d like to stand in front of all the people we love and formally declare my love and devotion to you. Then, I want us to spend the rest of our days living our lives in the manner my parents showed me. You and me, side by side, until the end of time.”

Zoe remained silent when he finished, her hands clasped over her mouth as large tears threatened to spill from her eyes. She didn’t move, and for a moment, Eli’s heart sank; perhaps he had overstepped. The silence lasted only moments, but it felt like an eternity when Zoe answered in a broken voice.

“You, you want that... with me?”

“Of course I do,” he grinned. “Zoe, I love you more than anything else in the world. You have no idea how happy I am that we came into each other’s lives.”

“You almost shot me,” she smirked as Eli’s head fell in his hands.

“I’m never going to live that down, am I?”

“Nope, you’re not,” she beamed, then she took on a more serious tone, her voice, barely a whisper. “Eli... you want to marry me?”

“I do,” he nodded earnestly. “More than anything.”

“Oh, Eli,” she whispered, caressing his cheek. “I would absolutely love to marry you! I love you so much."

He pulled her into his arms, and the two embraced for a long, long while. Neither wanted the precious moment to end. When they pulled away, Zoe looked at him with a coy grin.

“So, does this mean we’re engaged?”

“Well,” he laughed. “I think I should propose first. This was just a discussion, I can do better than that for an official prop...”

“No,” Zoe interrupted. “No, you can't. Eli... you could never do better than that. That was... perfect. Just like the love we share."

“Lettin’ me off the hook?” he snickered, causing her to break into laughter.

“I would never if you didn’t do the job right, but... you did. I love you, Eli, and yes, I’ll marry you.”

They looked at each other with tears in their eyes, an electric current surrounding them when he pulled her into a passionate, emotional kiss.

“We’re going to get married,” he whispered when he pulled away.

No other words were necessary as they lay in each other’s arms. In a world filled with so much sadness and pain, they had found something beautiful and pure. Something that belonged only to them, and it made them cherish it all the more.

They couldn’t wait to share the news with their friends and the rest of Olympus, but that could wait until tomorrow. Somehow, they knew the people closest to them were already aware. As they lay entangled in each other’s arms, they could feel their love surrounding them. Eli’s mother, his father, his brother, David, too; Zoe’s dads, and her beloved sister Ana... they knew. Eli & Zoe were confident that they knew, and as they drifted to sleep in each other’s arms, they knew that they were surrounded by their love and that somewhere, someplace, they were all smiling.

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[adiluv-moved]

❥ SEER + HOMEMAKER SPOUSE HCS. ˚⊹꒷

🍞୧・꒰word count꒱ 1230.

🌼୧・꒰warnings꒱ takes place pre-manor, possibly ooc.

🍮୧・꒰adi moment꒱ request here! these were originally supposed to be combined into one post, though i decided to split them since they ended up full length regardless, lol. i had a lot of fun writing this, i think it's a super adorable scenario! hope you enjoy! ꒰ ´͈ ᵕ `͈ ꒱

you can find naib's version here!

꒰🦉꒱・Eli is honestly such a huge softie, and—in my honest opinion—would be one of the more doting husbands out of the entirety of the Identity V cast. He absolutely adores you, a sentiment that he’s never hesitated to make known ꒰whether it be to you or anybody within a five mile radius꒱, and you just can’t help but adore him all the same. The poor man was probably even scouring his visions to try and figure out what married life would be like before the wedding, if it gives you any sort of insight into how in love with you he is. And, since he did go through with it, I think it’s safe to say that he enjoyed what he saw!

꒰🦉꒱・I believe that Eli would also be the type to enjoy living in a cottage outside of the city, though not exactly for the same reasons that Naib may prefer to. Of course, while some of his motivation does relate to his desire to give you a space to decorate to your heart's content—he just loves how cute your personal style is—he’s also… just a big fan of how cozy and quaint it is. The city has its charms, of course, though he’d much rather live more peacefully beside you, away from the ‘rise and grind’ lifestyle. Even still, I’d say that your cottage would probably be quite close to the city, as it would be far more convenient for the both of you.

꒰🦉꒱・For the most part, although he does enjoy keeping your company, he fully trusts you to take care of yourself, seeing no need to try and restrict your personal freedoms. You’re your own person, after all. I don’t exactly see him as the type to become jealous ꒰that easily꒱ or overly worrisome, so he’s very much alright with letting you do whatever you’d like to—just as long as the two of you communicate with each other. His abilities as a seer, which he’d been open about with you since the beginning of your relationship, provide an extra sense of protection—even if he’s unable to tell you about the future that he foresees.

꒰🦉꒱・Although he’s forbidden to inform anybody about the events that he foresees within his visions, he’s come to realize that he can still take steps to act against it. After all, what he sees references a possible future—not necessarily the one that’s already set in stone. As such, any and all attempts to sway the outcomes of events are done incredibly precisely and subtly, years of having to keep the details of these prophecies secret giving him an incredible edge. 

꒰🦉꒱・Most of the time, you don’t even know that he’s acting on his foresight, only realizing afterwards whenever he becomes extra cuddly with you. What better way to celebrate the aversion of a potential disaster than snuggling up with your loved one, right? In the case that you do notice, however, it’s quite easy to confirm your suspicions. You love your husband, you really do—but any and all attempts of lying to you are quickly rendered useless by the small expression of guilt that appears on his face. He’s just… not a fan of lying to you, really.

꒰🦉꒱・He walks a very fine line when it comes to his duties as a seer and his duties as Eli, his decisions to counteract any bad omens sometimes already putting him at risk for ‘punishment’—whatever that punishment may be. And while he may not always spare you the full extent of his stakes ꒰he’d hate to scare you, after all꒱, he’s eternally grateful that he was able to meet you somewhere along the journey of his life. Powers be damned—this man is absolutely head over heels for his spouse!

꒰🦉꒱・Eli’s paycheck isn’t quite as large as Naib’s, a combination of factors having to blame for such circumstances. While you might’ve initially assumed that he’d be loaded—believing that he could easily make a fortune on telling people their fortunes—his restrictions keep that from being a viable option. Not to mention that there’s already many self-proclaimed seers running along, though Eli always says that they rely more on smooth-talking their clients than actually using any sort of foresight.

꒰🦉꒱・His preferred method of acquiring money is usually through picking up smaller jobs that interest him—with his visions helping him realize when certain opportunities are better than others. Simple manual labor, or perhaps even acting as a helping hand for somebody in need—he’s a firm believer in helping those that are less fortunate than him, and it’s something that he takes a great amount of pride in. The only downside is that some jobs require him to leave the house for days at a time, though he does his best to get back to you as soon as possible.

꒰🦉꒱・Although the both of you may not be able to shop until your heart’s content ꒰not that I see Eli being much of a big spender, regardless꒱he does quite enjoy saving up money in order to surprise you with gifts. Just like many things within his life, his visions do tend to come in handy for this sort of thing, especially considering that all he needs to do is pick up a gift in order to figure out whether or not you’d enjoy it. Throughout all of the time that you’ve known him—whether it be as friends, lovers, or spouses, there hasn’t been a singular instance of him gifting you something you’ve disliked.

꒰🦉꒱・On the other hand, however, shopping for Eli tends to be a far more strenuous task—though not for the reason that you might expect. You know what to get him, and that he’d really just love anything, so long as you chose it for him out of the goodness of your heart… But you also know that you’ll never be able to keep it a secret from him. It’s a little sad, you think, that he knows what’s beneath the wrapping paper before it’d even been wrapped. He’ll at least try to pretend that he’s oblivious, feeling the gift and making some purposefully incorrect guesses before opening it. It’s a small gesture, but it really means a lot to him.

꒰🦉꒱・A big fan of cuddling, a fact that's remained constant throughout the entirety of your relationship—though I don’t quite see him as having a preference for being the big or little spoon. Truthfully, he’s just happy to be there. Do you want him to hold you? Sure! You won’t even have to let him know when you need to get up, he’s already retracting his arms to let you take care of whatever it is that came up! Do you want to hold him? Absolutely! He’s eagerly walking over to you before the words even leave your mouth!

꒰🦉꒱・And, of course, it’s impossible to leave out Brooke! Although she’d take some time to warm up to you when you’d started dating Eli, she becomes very affectionate once she finally does. She’ll allow you to pet and hold her, even abandoning her post on Eli’s shoulder to come and sit on yours—so long as he’s not going out for the day. She’ll even flutter around and try to help you with any chores, something that you deeply appreciate—though she will steal any food that you’ve cooked. The three of you really are just a happy family! 

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[k-dokja]

Hey i saw ur texting hcs with danny & jake and they're cute cute.. sooo may i request one but w/ eli?

he has like two modes with you, “cute, attentive boyfriend” and “confused dad doing his best”

on one hand, he will text you first thing in the morning because he wishes to be the first person you think about. he’s not at all shy about his feelings once you’re together. man has zero fear of cringe, will spam the shit out of 🥺 to make his point across.

on another, he will be doing grocery shopping and sending you two brands of formulas with glaring difference but somehow he’s still “???” anyway. if you’re lucky, this might blend into a new type “husband you never married but somehow have.” which isn’t as nice as it sounds

”baby do you see where’s my wallet :(“ “🥹 i broke the broom trying to clean.” “can you grab more salt on your way here” sir she doesn’t even live with you.

please help him he’s crying (inside)

send you a lot of pictures throughout the day, the media of your chat is just 80% his pictures. since the day he was enlightened by reaction memes, now his folder is just full of them. man has wonderful comedic timing for someone who doesn’t have proper social skill.

texting with you is totally different from texting his friends though. he’s really straightforward with sally and warren. he only says what’s necessary then leaves the conversation there.

also gets passive aggressive with warren sometimes when warren says something dumb of ass in the manner of “:)) if :)) you :)) sure :)) about :)) that :))” very unnerving

but completely sweet with you. want to text you all day if possible. he knows the two of you aren’t always in the position to call (he will definitely take calling over texting) so he compromises by texting throughout the day. yes, he’s clingy… when he has time to be like that.

straight up the type to use exclusively the Smile Emojis to express his emotions. 😀 (I See.) 😃 (okay, confirmed) 😄 (happy, especially for u) 😁 (I Will Kill You) 😆 (that’s silly but funny) 🙂 (you done fucked up) 🙃 (You. Are. Done.)

these are exclusive to you: ☺️😊😇😌😋🥰. he’s so grossly biased when it comes to you that you don’t even know where to begin.

worker eli underneath the cut

tries so hard to ignore your text message because he knows if you asked, he’d say fuck all and run back to you

his texts become supremely dry even when he replies. he’s maintaining distance please don’t make him weak.

always has to resist the compulsive urge to reply to you with his usual attitude with you so he avoids you altogether to not be tempted.

reads your old messages a lot despite all that?? he’s a sentimental fool no matter how he acts like. he typed out a bunch of text messages he wants to send to you but always either delete or save them to draft

never accepts your call again after the first time. hearing you asking him about his actions basically shattered him. he’s not strong enough to resist you, so he has to put down barrier.

there are nights when he just spends a whole hour looking at your online status and wonders if he should do something about it then he doesn’t do anything.

(sad eli noises)

[lostonehero]

PLEASE elaborate on the werewolf Elias idea omfg

That sounds so interesting

Hope you're ready for a lore dump

So Elias 7th born werewolf actually a big terrifying wolf during the full moon

Problem

Elias can not grow facial hair and has little to no body hair, which is incredibly rare, and he's thin and small, which again is abnormal for a natural born werewolf first off, so he is easily mistaken as human

Second fears are entirely separate from this supernatural side so Jonah has no fucking idea about any of it and thinks it's fake and doesn't exist because again removed from the fears or the fears have a bastardized version of the creature (ex stranger changling hunt wolf end vampire etc etc)

Jonah doesn't choose who his eyes get placed in the Beholder does (this is cannon to my fics fight me) so the whole things happens and Elias isn't dead surprise they are sharing a body. Jonah doesn't let Elias have control.

Jonah gets settled and can't marry Peter because Elias is born male. Move in together in the span of two weeks.

(Fun fact another cannon to my fics. Jonah is originally a Trans man. I just wanted to put that out there)

Elias is throwing alarm bells as it gets closer and closer to the full moon. Jonah thinks he is crazy and doesn't understand why he isn't gone yet.

Peter likes that Elias is in their, spices things up, but he does roll with the werewolf thing and uses every version of a puppy nickname.

Elias is basically trying to force himself in control and tries amd fails to get Jonah to get Peter to leave right until the moon rises

The morning after comes

Elias has control

Jonah is fucking confused and slightly scared to see everything a mess Peter has bloody bandages on.

"I told you to eat more, but noooo I'm the fucking crazy one." Elias huffs as he puts a pair of boxers on in the mess. "I'm crazy werewolves aren't real. Like here's your fucking proof asshat."

Jonah is too stunned to fight back for control, which he won't get until Elias lets him

"I haven't turned anyone since I was born and you fucking ruined that." Elias finds his phone through the mess and dials a number he knows by heart. "Hush up you damn vic- edwardian cunt." He sighs. "No, Oliver, I wasn't talking to you. Look, it's complicated. I'll text you the address, and yes, I did turn someone, but like, I'm also possessed by one Jonah Magnus.... yes, I know.... well how the fuck was I suppose to know I would get his eyes? Ok... yeah, that would be great. No, I can clean up. You don't have to help it's not as bad as I thought.... yeah that would be nice... what do I owe you? Don't give me that just because... fine, fine, you're right... thanks, man."

Time passes Peter is carried into bed and tea is placed on the bedside table and the apartment is cleaned before there is a knock.

"You got an end avatar to help us?" Jonah stares at Oliver, who answers the door.

Elias sighs heavily. "He's not just an end avatar, Jonah. Oliver is a vampire he was turned around the black death, and not one of the fear ones. Sorry, I'm still getting used to sharing a body. You can come in. I just finished cleaning, Peter is inside in bed, but he still hasn't woken up. He just got the fever yaknow."

Oliver steps in holding up two large bags. "I got all the stuff you need for yourself and him. You look like shit."

"Thanks." Elias sighs, taking a bag. "The asshole wouldn't listen when I said eat more, and I just barely started to get a bit of fat on my body too. That's gone. At least I know all his suit fittings are ruined."

Oliver sighs, but it sounds like a wheeze. "I'll look over Peter for you. Hopefully, he isn't having a bad reaction to the bite. Oh yeah, let our group know the whole deal with Jonah and sharing a body. I also got the paperwork started for Peter when he feels well enough to well you know grip what happened."

Elias nods. "Yeah, I get it."

Jonah has no idea what is going on and is freaking out

This entire conversation Jonah is freaking out and Elias is just ignoring him

[jbucb]

Chapter one: Cygnus

A/n: I hope you enjoy this, and please let me know how you felt about this chapter.

(Small update this was slightly revised without a writing aid.)

Chapter warning: self-deprecation, talks of virginity, some angst. Mentions of divorce, marriage, and military

Series masterlist // Main masterlist

 

I just couldn't believe it... My best friend just got married, and here I was sitting in this fold-out chair around the fire pit at a get-together, holding a glass of Moscato d'Asti. I should be happy for Samantha and Eli. I'd known them my whole life, and of course, I loved the updates that she sent her dad and others. But here I am, just a post-grad living with my parents while Samantha and Eli are in Italy on their honeymoon.

I watch the flames flicker and crackle. Chuck, the German shepherd, knudges my foot. That is all it takes to get me out of my thoughts. Chuck holds a ball in his mouth, his tail wagging slightly as he tilts his head. Chuck's eyes are the epitome of expressiveness, as if he holds all his feelings in the hues of his puppy dog's eyes, just like his owner's eyes.

I look up and around to see what the others are doing.

Sam, Bucky, and my father Steve are talking. My mother and Sam's wife share a conversation separately.

 

I decided to place my wine down and sneak off out of the fenced yard, with Chuck the shepherd following me up into a large field up behind the limewashed house. The hills roll for miles, some tree lines scattered across the valley, patches off it darkened by the banks of creeks, but it wasn't the view that took my breath away as I threw the ball for Chuck.

It was the stars; they were beautiful. The only light that wasn't from the moon came from the house at the bottom of the hill. Eventually, I sat down in the grass, and Chuck lay beside me.

I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear the footsteps coming up behind me, and only out of my peripheral view did I see him sit down beside me, but I still didn't look at him. I kept my eyes on the stars.

"That star right there is Vega." He starts his voice, gruff but not harsh; he sounds calm. "Below it is Deneb, it uh makes. " There's a slight pause—no more than a nanosecond—but I picked it up. "Cygn-the Swan," he cuts off the original name he was going to say. I move my head in his direction, but my eyes linger on Cygnus for a moment before my eyes meet his.

As I look at him, all I can think about is how beautiful he is. I shouldn't be thinking of him this way. He's my dad's best friend. I've known him for the better part of my life.

But how does the moonlight refract off his blue orbs so beautifully? The way it highlights the pale skin while keeping his faint freckles that faintly dust the bridge of his nose, fading into the apple of his cheeks, is so prominent, unlike how the sun fades out the star-like marks. But soon, my thoughts yet again fade into how I'm falling behind all of my friends. Everyone I've ever known is falling in love, and I'm falling behind—behind on a relationship, behind on my life, behind on losing my virginity. God, I would have been behind on my first kiss if it wasn't for that game of spin the bottle in my senior year of high school.

The bad part is that he can read me like a book, whether I like it or not. "What's on your mind, kiddo?"

God, why does his voice have to be that caring and his eyes that gentle? "You've been quiet all night. That's not like you, sneaking off, especially before finding a way to tell Sam and I your newest joke." Again, in a way, I find myself asking why Bucky Barnes has to be so perceptive.

"It's nothing, Buck," I say, but I just could tell that my tone wasn't cutting it.

"No, it's not." He doesn't sugarcoat his words. "Somethings bothering you, Dol-Kiddo; you can talk to me. You can always talk to me." He cuts himself off again. I knew what he was going to call me, and I couldn't help but wish he'd call me Doll and not just Kiddo.

We sit in static silence for a while before I say anything.

"I just feel as if I'm falling behind." I'm messing with my fingers as I speak.

"You're taking it all in," he pauses. "I wish I had taken it all in.".

I take in his words before responding, "You do?" I know about his marriage to Dotty, the military, and then some of the divorce. "Yeah, looking back, I wish I would've," he replied to my question before I could even take in what I asked. "I think if I took my time with all the big things, I would've been way happier than I was. That's in the past. I rushed and regretted it, but there's nothing that I can do about it now."

When I glance over to him, he is looking up at the stars and resting back on his elbows. He starts to speak again as I face him. "I don't know what's on your mind, and I sure as hell can't tell you that I do, but whatever it is, take your time."

"If I take my time, I'm sure I'll die a virgin."

I wish I could've stopped the stupid words that spilled out of my mouth, but it happened so quickly that I didn't even register what I had said until I saw the expression on his face.

"I'm so sorry." Oh, um," "I didn't mean it." "No, it's ok." We went back and forth for a few brief moments.

 

"We should probably head back before they notice we're gone." I start to say, It's almost like I didn't hear what I'd said, but as I start to stand,

"I could fix that." That stopped me dead in my tracks. "Y/n.. shit," he breathes in. "I didn't mean to say that," he says, starting to ramble as he stands. "God, Y/N, I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to."

"You really mean that." I didn't even hear him start to ramble. All I could hear was I could fix that, repeating in my head—my thoughts.

"Yes, Y/N, yes, I really apologize for saying that." He touched my arm briefly, and that snapped me out of my thoughts.

I look up at him, confused as to why he is apologizing. I arch an eyebrow. "So you're saying you'd take my virginity? I'd let you." I crane my neck back but then briefly look at the group's near the firepit, making sure nobody has glanced over.

It seems Bucky has the same idea, but he looks back at me, his eyes blown wide and his eyebrows raised. "What?" He sounds skeptical, but also like he's playing off the fact that he didn't hear what I said.

I match his tone and parrot his "What?" We stared at each other for a few moments.

"Y/n, if you're just pulling my leg, tell me, but don't joke about that shit," Bucky breathes out.

"I'm not joking." My tone is much quieter. "Before you say anything," I pointedly say, "I'm not a kid anymore. Buck, I can't stand being treated like one" or called one, but I'd never say that to his face, "especially because I'm not experienced." I use the palm of my hand to rub my eye.

"Believe me, sweetheart, I know, I know," he says, his tone gentle as his eyes try to catch mine as he speaks. "We can talk about this later. It's getting late, and I'm sure your folks want to go home."

"You promise we'll talk?" My tone clearly holding disbelief.

"I promise." 

[theriddlerdiscordkitten]

PLEASE WRITE BURT OR ELI SMUT I AM ON MY KNEES BEGGINg it could literally be anything and i would love it

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND ANON!!!!

Seven minutes in Heaven (Burt Fabelman x f!reader)

WARNINGS: Blowjob, handjob, mouth fucking, age gap (35 & 45, but never mentioned), swearing, and SMUT!!! BLAHHH!!!

A/N: THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST ANON!!! I’ve been hoping to do this, but I’ll probably do Eli in the future!!

Burt Fabelman looks at you the way every man doesn’t.

He looks at you with love, passion, and sweetness. Instead of a shitty way like the other men in your life.

But tonight, the way you sensed he was stressed when he walked into his apartment was quick.

Sammy, his son, was out for the night, going out with some friends.

So you stayed at the apartment the whole day and called off work.

Leaving only him to go to his work alone.

“Honey?” You walk towards him, wearing his button up shirt, and his pajamas pants.

He sets his hat on the coat hanger, before setting his forehead against the wall. “I’m gonna kill my boss, baby..I am.” He groans.

Setting your hands on his shoulders, you start to rub them slowly. “He’s not giving you that raise..Isn’t he?”

He nods to your question, sighing, “How am I gonna pay for Sammy’s stupid camera equipment?” he mutters.

You don’t stop rubbing his shoulders, wishing this could help him in some way. “Baby, I-I can do that. I have enough money.” You remind him.

He has a love and hate relationship when it comes to you helping him with Sammy.

The pros are getting used to each other, Sammy actually liking you, and others.

The cons are trying to help Burt with Sammy.

He knows his son, he loves his only son, but he’s not ready for you to be an actually stepmom to Sam.

You both aren’t married yet, but you both were married to different people.

It just feels weird to Burt, getting his flashbacks to his own stepfather.

“Baby, I-I love you, but no. You’re not paying for that.” He removes his head from the wall, before turning around, and leaning against it.

Slowly stopping rubbing his shoulders, he wraps his arms around your stomach, and leans down to rest his head on your shoulder blade.

He sighs, “Just go to the bedroom for awhile, I’ll be there when the football game is over.” he kisses your shoulder blade, before walking away, and setting his head high.

You needed to fix this. By not talking, by doing something.

-

Slipping on a pink, short, silk nightgown you found on a sears catalogue, you walk towards the mirror, before smiling.

“He’s gonna love this.” You whisper to yourself.

You turn around, walking to slightly open the bedroom door, watching Burt from afar.

He sips his tea, before setting it down on the coffee table.

You quietly open the bedroom door more, before closing it behind you after you secretly walk out.

Tip toeing to the side of the couch, he turns his head to see me quickly.

Fuck, you thought, you spoiled your prize, Burt.

His eyes widened, before softening as he looks at you in awe. “Angel?” He whispers to you.

Walking towards him, you bite your lip. It’s been months since you guys had sex, you probably guess why that’s the reason he’s cranky.

Burt gently sets his hands on your waist, looking up and down on your body. “Oh, angel,” He whispers, “you’re screwed up and brilliant.” he chuckles quietly.

You smile down at him, he slides you down on his lap, still star strucked.

“Y/N..” He whispers, setting his head onto your tits. “It’s been almost eight months and four days since I ever saw you like this.” He breathed out.

He counted how many hours, days, months, since he saw you in your true form.

An angel, he believes.

You felt his erection poke out of his work pants by the bottom of your white underwear.

Slowly running your hands up and down on his back, he closes his eyes, and then opened them back up to look at you.

“Please..Can we?” He breathes out again, which you nod in response.

“I only have eyes for you.” You remind him, basically giving him consent.

Within a second, he kisses you deeply, his hands up sliding up to grab onto your breast.

You moan into the kiss, leaning onto him. He rests back on the couch, ignoring the football playing on little tv.

Continuing to kiss him, but you trail down slowly, getting off of his lap.

He’s still in his work suit, he’ll kill you if he cums on this suit, probably gonna make you even lick it off if he’s feeling good.

Slowly getting off of his lap and onto your knees down on the floor, you separate your legs a bit as you sit on his cold, leather shoes.

Kissing his zipper, you pull away, and pull the metal zipper down.

He looks down at you, watching you with tired but love in his eyes.

He can’t handle the slow, teasing you always did to him

You were his. You had to do some teasing.

Putting your cold hand under his pants and into his boxers, you found his hard cock.

It’s seven inches, but it’s thick, really thick. Enough for you to take him within a minute in you.

Slowly pulling it out, you look up at him. “I love you.” You whisper.

He grabs your hair gently, making a lazy ponytail. “I love you too, honey.” He whispers back, never breaking eye contact.

Putting the tip in your mouth, lightly sucking it to slow things down.

He gasps quietly, looking up at the celling with his eyes closed. He’s weak in the knees for you.

Only for you.

Pulling your head down more by the hair, he groans loudly. “Fuck, baby, I needed this from you.”

You start to bob your head slowly, closing your eyes tightly. He feels so good inside of your mouth.

His pubes tickling your nose each time you deep throat him just for a second.

His cock twitches in your mouth, now bobbing your head quickly, and shaking it.

He puts his hand on the back of your head, guiding you deeper and deeper.

You pull your head up to look at him, now jerking him off while smiling.

Your lips are wet, sloppy, and his pecum is even on it.

He feels your cold hand wrap around his cock, making his hips thrusts upwards in your hand.

“Wish..this..was..your..mouth.” He growls between thrusts, his teeth clenched.

He pulls your head down back on his cock, slapping your hand away.

His hips are thrusting in your mouth now, instead of your hand.

You couldn’t breathe through your mouth, grabbing on his thighs through his brown pants.

Feeling his speed, he’s already close. So close.

Then suddenly, he reaches his point.

His hips are off of the couch and against your nose, his hip twitching as his cum fills your mouth up.

“Fuuuuuuck..” He sighs in relief, a fainted smile placed on his soft lips.

Burt looks down at you, smiling. “Touchdown.” He chuckles.

[madebysimblr]

2 Years Ago.

Windenburg Waterfront.

Arturo: Now only 2 aren't married. Tad has no interest in it, Ollie… Well I'm not sure. He almost proposed to his high school girlfriend, but she dumped him not long after he talked to me about it. Yours?

Joy: Well Jamali is only just about to start high school.

Arturo: Right! I forgot he was so young.

Joy: And Eli would be married if he listened to me. He's been dating Amina for so long. Did you have to badger any of yours to get married?

Arturo: I mean I wouldn't say badgered. Personally I thought Eugene waited too long with Dani, but he was just being responsible. Making sure that they were going to last.

Grace: There you two are!

Arturo: Grace! You haven't been to the support group all week, are you ok? You look-

Grace: Like myself again, right!? I feel like myself again! I just wanted to catch you both here to tell you, I won't be going to the group anymore!

Arturo: That's good?

Angel: There you are! Drinks are ordered, nearly ready probs.

Grace: Wonderful. Angel, these are my friends Joy and Arturo. Anyway, we're going to be moving to Uptown soon! Haven't figured out where yet, but as soon as we get settled you'll have to come over!

Arturo: What happened to Santos?

Grace: [laughs] Oh he's coming with too! Aren't I lucky?

Joy: Very?

Arturo: Huh.

Joy: Yeah. How old do you think that one was?

Arturo: [stifles laughter]

Joy and Arturo start laughing with their FULL chests. This begins the first of many friendly Thursday afternoons at the coffee shop.

[wannaeatramyeon]

Request for a F!reader who has experience. I noticed that a lot of the times they make it seem like the girl has negative experience and I just thought about how would they be with someone who has had boyfriends and girlfriends before and they were the ones who had less or no experience. Obviously some of them have made it clear that they have some but i thought it would be interesting to see it play out. Only if you can and want to❤️❤️

Thanks for the request! I would love to think that for everyone the experience isn't a factor, but appreciate that the culture is more conservative than I'm used to so my hc may be completely off.

Lookism with Experienced Reader S/O

Boy's reaction to S/O with previous romantic history

Insecure but trying to play it cool

Vasco: Oh... It's fine that you're not each other's first with everything. And Vasco guesses he's a bit of a late bloomer and has been married to Burn Knuckles. How far did you get with your previous partners? Just holding hands? No?! Further?! Oh... yeah, that's fine too...

Vin Jin: So what? He has lots of experience. Sort of. Uh... back in Cheongliang. You wouldn't know them. Why don't you just mind your own business! ... He's still the best looking, right?!

Samuel Seo: 'Cool' might be a stretch. Generally doesn't think anything of it, afterall he has been around... unless he is in one of moods. Who are they? Are they better than me?? Will snoop around until his ego is soothed.

Johan Seong: Lingers on his mind. Lashes out when he's feeling particularly childish or immature. It'll take him a while to get over it, and to be honest it's completely up to you whether you can put up with this pretty poor behaviour.

Insecure and healthy about it

Warren Chae: It's not your fault that you have experienced the normal highs and lows of romance. Warren just had other priorities. He doesn't mind playing catch up to be the perfect boyfriend.

Jace Park: It's fine, it's fine. You have to kiss a few frogs to meet your prince and luckily Jace is now here to treat you like a queen.

+ Daniel Park, Zack Lee

No feelings one way or another

Jake Kim: You're beautiful inside and out. Of course other parties would be interested, it's probably more surprising if you haven't had any romantic experience. Just tell him he's the funniest guy and he's all good.

Gun Park: Doesn't care. He's confident that he's stronger than any of your previous partners, and that's the only benchmark that matters.

DG: It would only matter if there's any potential scandal that could come out and could impact his reputation. DG loves you though. Would deal with any headlines or tabloids on your behalf.

+ Goo Kim, Ryuhei Kuroda, Xiaolong, Eli Jang, Jay Hong, Sinu Han