#i clean my room when i woke up and instantly fell back asleep

[muckyschmuck]

mostly bear but deaddog’s there too

[lvnleah]

013. | Welcome home

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another cute and emotional one, the next few will be like this :)

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March 30th 2024 | a few hours old.

The sun had barely risen when you and Leah woke up to the soft cries of your newborn son, Finley. His tiny fists waved in the air as his face scrunched in a way that made your heart swell with love. Leah, already half-awake, gave you a sleepy smile and kissed your forehead before slipping out of bed.

“I’ll get him,” she murmured, moving to the bassinet where Finley was laid beside you. He calmed as she gently picked him up, his cries turning to whimpers as she held him close.

You felt like your heart was going to melt as you watched Leah gently rock Finley around the room, you were sure it was a sight you’d never get used to seeing.

You didn’t think that you could fall in love with Leah anymore than you had but after seeing her with Finley, your love for her had somehow grown even more.

After the nurses had cleaned Finley up, done their checks and helped you feed him for the first time, they had left you and Leah to have some time with your newborn son. While Finley slept cradled up in your arms, you and Leah laid in the bed and couldn’t but just stare at him for hours. You didn’t realise how long you’d been staring at Finley until he’d woken up for his next feed at 3 AM.

Once he was settled again, you and Leah tried to get some sleep but you were both anxious about Finley. It was a new experience for both of you, you had no idea what you were doing and in all honesty you were both just winging it with the guidance of the nurses.

You both managed to fall into a light sleep around half three but now and then you’d find yourself waking up and checking on Finley.

The clock had just struck half-five in the morning

“I think a little man wants a feed again.” Leah said, pressing a kiss to Finley’s forehead. “Do you want your pillow to rest him on?”

You nodded, "Yeah, that would be great," you replied, your voice filled with exhaustion. You reached for the pillow, positioning it carefully to support Finley as Leah handed him over to you.

Finley's tiny mouth opened and closed instinctively, “Wait a minute, Bubba.” You giggled, brushing your hand over his head before helping him latch on.

Leah laid beside you, the both of you took in his perfectness as he fed. After a while, Finley finished feeding and Leah burped him for you before he fell asleep on her chest. You’d both discovered that he liked to lay on her chest when she had just a bra on, one of the nurses explained that it was because newborns loved skin-to-skin.

"He's amazing," Leah whispered, her voice filled with awe. "I can't believe he's finally here."

"Neither can I," you said, resting your head against her shoulder. "I can’t believe how much he looks like you."

Leah chuckled softly, her fingers gently tracing patterns on Finley's back. "You think so? I see so much of you in him too."

That’s what you loved the most about being able to use Leah’s egg and your brother's sperm, Finley was related to both of you and you could pick out different features that belonged to you and Leah.

"He’s perfect," you whispered, reaching out to stroke Finley's tiny hand. His fingers curled around yours instantly. “Absolutely perfect.”

Leah nodded, her eyes never leaving Finley's face. "We did good," she said softly. "We really did."

You leaned over and kissed Leah's cheek, "I love you," you said simply.

She turned to look at you, "I love you too. More than I ever thought possible, thank you for giving me him.”

Eventually, Finley stirred, making a little noise as he wriggled on Leah's chest. She smiled down at him, her fingers brushing over his tiny bit of blonde hair. "Looks like someone’s ready for another nap," she murmured.

You nodded, watching as she gently transferred him back to the bassinet. Finley settled almost immediately, his tiny breaths evening out as he drifted back to sleep.

“Are you hungry, pretty girl?” Leah asked you from the end of the bed. “It’s six o’clock so the canteen is serving breakfast now.”

You nodded, "I would die for some scrambled eggs," you admitted, realising you hadn't had a proper meal in hours.

After you’d given birth, the nurses bought you round some toast and a cup of tea which felt like the best meal ever but you hadn’t eaten since then.

Leah smiled as she kissed your temple, “I’ll run down and grab us something. I won’t be long.”

As she left the room, you glanced back at the bassinet, watching Finley sleep so peacefully. His little legs would kick now and then, you smiled finally being able to see the tiny feet that had been kicking away for the past nine months.

A few minutes later, Leah returned with a tray that had scrambled eggs, toast, fruit, a cup of tea for you and a bottle of orange juice for Leah. The sight of the tray made your mouth water.

"Breakfast is served," she announced, setting the tray on the little table beside the bed. You both sat in the bed and dug in.

Between bites, you talked about the plans for the day. No one had met Finley yet and you were planning on introducing him to them once you got home. A couple hours after Finley was born, she sent a picture of him in her arms to the Arsenal group chat as well as the lionesses one. It was safe to say that everyone was excited to meet Finley whenever they were going to get the chance.

As you finished eating, Finley began to stir again, his little face scrunching up as he prepared to cry. Leah quickly picked him up, soothing him with gentle murmurs.

"Looks like someone's hungry again," she said with a chuckle.

You took another sip of tea and watched them, "He's got quite the appetite.”

Leah nodded, cradling Finley close. "At least he’s not picky like his Mumma yet," she teased, and you both laughed softly.

The morning passed in a blur of feedings, naps, and visits from the nurses. Each moment felt precious, every little sound and movement from Finley was a new thing to cherish.

By the time the clock struck ten, you both felt a bit more human, despite the sleep deprivation. You knew the coming days and weeks would be challenging, but as you looked at Leah and Finley, you felt ready to be in a tiny bubble with them.

Finally, it was time to leave. The nurses helped you gather your things and double-checked Finley’s car seat before you were allowed to depart. You and Leah exchanged nervous glances as you carried Finley out to the car, the reality of having a newborn finally hitting you.

You climbed into the backseat beside Finley’s car seat, determined to keep a close eye on him during the drive.

“Ready to go home?” Leah asks from the front seat as she looks at you through the mirror.

You nodded your head and smiled, “I’m ready.”

Leah drove slowly, hyper-aware of every bump and turn. Finley slept through it all, his tiny chest rising and falling while your hand rested on his stomach. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, you couldn’t believe he was all yours.

When you finally pulled into the parking garage under your apartment building, Leah sighed in relief. “Welcome home, Finley,” she smiled, turning to look at you both.

Leah carefully unbuckled the car seat and carried Finley inside. You tried to offer to carry the bags but Leah was quick to stop you and tell you she’d come down later for them.

You made your way up in the elevator to your apartment, Finley still sound asleep, before making your way inside your apartment for the very first time as a family of three. Leah set Finley’s car seat down on the kitchen side before carefully unstrapping him and cradling him in her arms.

Leah smiled at you, "Why don't we give Finley a tour of his new home?"

You nodded, "Sounds like a plan."

Leah started in the kitchen, rocking Finley gently as his eyes looked up at her. "This is where your Mummy loves to cook. She's a master of it because Mumma can’t cook," she teased, glancing at you with a warm smile. "And this is where we'll prepare all your bottles for now."

You walked over, rubbing Finley's head, his eyes turning to you despite his vision not being the best. "You’re going to love it here, little man. You won’t be a picky eater like Mumma."

Leah then moved to the living room. "This is where we'll have lots of family time. Movie nights, storytime, and right here," she pointed to a cosy corner with a plush armchair, "is where I'll read to you every night."

Finley stirred slightly and made a little cooing noise. You felt your heart swell, picturing the evenings spent with your son.

Next, Leah carried him to the nursery. "And this, Finley, is your room. We spent months getting it ready for you," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. She pointed to the crib with its soft bedding and the mobile of stars and clouds hanging above it. "You’ll sleep here, surrounded by love."

You ran your fingers over the edge of the crib, remembering all the nights you and Leah had spent setting up the nursery, choosing each item with care. "We can't wait to see you grow up here," you said softly.

Leah gently swayed with Finley, her eyes taking in the room as if for the first time. "And over here," she pointed to a mini Arsenal shirt hanging up, "is a mini version of Mumma’s shirt! One day you’ll get to wear it."

You smiled. "Maybe a Spurs one if Jacob gets the chance," you murmured.

Leah then carried Finley to your bedroom. "And this is where your Mummy and I sleep. You’ll be spending a lot of time here with us, at least for the first few months. Then you can come in here for morning cuddles!”

You moved to the bedside, touching the bassinet that was set up for Finley. "This is where you’ll sleep, right next to us."

Finley stirred again, making a small noise, and Leah looked down at him with a smile. "Looks like someone’s enjoying it," she said softly, kissing his forehead.

You reached out to take Finley in your arms, holding him close. "Welcome home, Finley," you whispered.

Leah wrapped an arm around your waist, resting her head on your shoulder as you both looked down at your son. "This is just the beginning," she murmured. "We have so many memories to make together."

The pair of you settled on the sofa with Finley, you fed him before Leah burped him and handed him back to you for another snuggle. She made you both a quick lunch, a sandwich which was within her cooking skills range.

The afternoon slipped by, and soon there was a knock at the door. Leah handed Finley to you and went to answer it. Moments later, she returned with Amanda, Jacob, and David in tow.

Amanda came over to you. “How are you doing, darling?”

“Sore but I’m good,” you laughed, “I’m just in a little bubble of perfection right now.”

“What about me?” Leah asked, “I’m your daughter, what am chopped liver?”

Amanda playfully waved Leah away, “Oh shush you! I spoke to you earlier, and you’re fine. You might be tired but you’re not the one who’s given birth!”

She handed over a dish covered in foil to Leah. “I bought lasagna for dinner. You two need to eat properly.”

“Thanks, Amanda,” you said as Leah joined you on the sofa, and you watched as Jacob and David approached, their faces lit with excitement.

“Congratulations!” David said, pulling you both into a hug. Jacob was practically bouncing on his toes, his eyes wide with excitement.

You watched as Jacob stared at Finley in your arms, “You okay, Jake?”

“Can I hold him?” Jacob asked, his voice a mix of awe and nerves.

“Of course,” Leah replied as he sat on the sofa before carefully transferring Finley into Jacob’s eager arms. Jacob’s expression softened as he gazed down at his nephew, his eyes glossed over with tears.

“Hey there, little guy,” he whispered. “I’m your Uncle Snake.” He glanced up, catching Leah’s eye with a grin. “We’re going to make sure you’re a Spurs supporter, just like us,” he joked, nudging Leah’s dad who chuckled in response.

You and Leah exchanged a look, her eyes playfully rolling in response. You were wrapped in a moment of pure happiness, surrounded by family.

After Jacob had held Finley, he passed him to Leah’s dad, David.

David took Finley, his face lighting up. “Hello there, little Finley,” he murmured, his voice soft. “You’re going to be so spoiled by your Grandpa.”

Leah wrapped an arm around your shoulders, and you both watched as her dad rocked Finley gently. “He’s already loved so much,” you whispered, leaning into her.

The afternoon was filled with warm chatter and laughter as everyone took turns holding Finley. Amanda had been waiting patiently, her eyes shining with a grandmother's love and excitement. Finally, after David had his turn, he carefully handed Finley over to Amanda.

Finally, it was Amanda’s turn.

“Oh, look at you, precious boy,” Amanda cooed, cradling Finley. Her eyes filled with tears as she gently rocked him. “You’re absolutely perfect.”

You watched Amanda with a soft smile, feeling your heart swell even more. “He loves you already, Amanda,” you said, your voice thick with emotion.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” she replied. “He’s going to be so spoiled by his Nanny, aren't you Bubba?” She brushed a gentle kiss against Finley’s forehead, causing him to stir slightly but then settle into her arms.

She turned to you and Leah, her expression serious but kind. “You two are going to be amazing parents. And remember, we’re all here to help you every step of the way. You’re not alone.”

You and Leah both nodded. “Thank you, Amanda,” you said, “We appreciate it.”

Leah smiled, “And thanks for the lasagna. We needed a good meal today.”

Amanda chuckled softly, “You were scared you were going to have to cook, weren’t you?”

After a few more moments, Amanda reluctantly handed Finley back to you. “Alright, little one, back to your Mummy now,” she whispered once Finley became restless.

As the afternoon went on, you and Leah shared stories of the birth and the first few hours with Finley. The room was filled with laughter, love, and a lot of fuss over Finley as he was passed from one loving pair of arms to another.

When the sun began to set, Amanda insisted on helping Leah with dinner while you rested on the couch with Finley. Jacob and David tidied up the living room, making sure everything was in its place for your first night home

Leah brought you a plate of lasagna, and you both ate together on the couch, Finley nestled in his Moses basket. “This is perfect,” you said, taking a bite. “I couldn’t ask for more.”

Leah smiled, leaning over to kiss your cheek. “We’re just getting started,” she replied. “There’s so much more to come.”

“Call us if you need anything,” Amanda said as they made their way out.

Leah saw them to the door, locking it behind them before returning to the couch. She sat beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as you both looked down at Finley, who was now peacefully asleep.

“We did it,” you whispered, your eyes filled with tears of happiness. “We’re a family.”

Leah nodded. “Yes, we are. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

You both sat there for a while, soaking in the quiet and the overwhelming amount of love that filled your home. Eventually, you carried Finley to the bedroom and fed him before laying him gently in his crib next to your bed.

As you crawled into bed that night, Leah pulled you close, her warmth and love surrounding you. “Goodnight, pretty girl,” she whispered.

“Goodnight,” you replied. “Goodnight, Finn.”

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leahwilliamsonn proudly introducing Finley Jake Williamson, bubba boy was born a few days ago and is absolutely perfect ❤️ proud of my wife x

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[freshloveforthefit]

Cheer you up - Sturniolo Triplets

y/n is going through a depressive episode & hasn't talked to anyone so the triplets come over and help her get back to doing daily tasks

Y/n's POV

I was woken up from my phone going off again from my nightstand beside my bed. I hadn't talked to anyone in a couple days, just ignoring my phone hoping my problems would just disappear if I didn't acknowledge them.

My room was a mess and I hadn't left my bed in almost 3 days. Only leaving to grab food but then never eating it. I get like this sometimes but it hasn't been this bad in a while. Ever since I moved from Boston to LA with the triplets it's been contained pretty well, until this week.

The triplets and I have been friends for as long as I can remember, our parents were best friends so when they found out they were having kids at the same time we were instantly going to be friends in our parents heads.

I figured I should at least look at my phone to let them know I was okay, seeing as I haven't replied in a couple days and they were probably getting more worried.

The most recent being a missed call from Nick and a missed text from Matt.

"Please at least reply or answer one of us Y/n. Are you okay?"

I set my phone back down telling myself I'd reply in a little bit and went back to sleep.

When I woke back up again there was knocking on my door. I thought if I just let whoever it was knock they leave eventually. Boy was I wrong, the knocking just kept getting louder and more frequent.

My phone started going off again and I saw it was Nick. Remembering I was going to reply soon, I picked up the call.

"Let us in. We're at your door." Nick said, then hanging up.

I really didn't want to see anybody in the state of myself and my room, but I still got up to go to the door and let them in.

They stood there all looking concerned for me when I opened the door.

"Hi? What are you doing here?" You asked very confused.

"You haven't answered in days and expected us to just let that slide? We know you haven't been doing the greatest so we're here to cheer you up." Chris said, walking past you into your apartment.

"Sure invite yourself right in..." You mumble as they all walk through following Chris.

They set 2 bags down on your kitchen table and start unpacking them. They were full of all your favorite foods, drinks, games, and a new blanket. They also brought the ingredients for one of your favorite meals that they always made you make since they loved it too.

"Now, we are going to help you clean up some and you can go shower then we can cook. How does that sound?" Nick said.

"Yea sure, so demanding." You joke back. " But seriously thank you guys so much."

"Of course. We noticed something was wrong so we wanted to try to help some." Matt said coming to hug you.

"Okay everyone get to your jobs!" Nick said pushing you towards you bathroom so you could shower and get ready.

After you were done you walked back out seeing everything looked much more clean and the triplets were getting everything out to cook.

You all cooked and listened to music before you sat down to watch a movie while you ate. Eventually one movie turned into three and you fell asleep with your head on Nicks lap and your legs on Matts lap.

Being around friends really did help, and you felt better the next day surrounded by your three favorite people.

Omgggg first fic I've posted 🤯 I hope yall enjoy!!

[lucy90712]

Pedri sees how reader is with kids and wants some of his own

wc: 1900+

My sister and her husband have an event to go today so I agreed to babysit my niece who just turned 2 which I love to do but today I will have help or more like company as Pedri has the day off from training so he's coming over as well. Pedri has spent loads of time with my family but he hasn't seen much of my niece as he's always busy and since she's so little it's not often she comes to family events. I've been really excited as I love getting to spend time with my niece and on top of that I'd never pass up on the opportunity to spend time with Pedri so putting the both together makes the perfect day in my mind. 

My sister dropped my niece off early this morning so I gave her breakfast and then put her down to watch tv for a moment while I cleaned which is when my doorbell rang so I answered it and let Pedri in. Straight away he gave me a hug and a quick kiss before running off to find my niece which made me laugh but I just went back to cleaning. When I was done I went back into my living room to see Pedri with my niece sat on his lap playing peekaboo with her. It melted my heart seeing them play together and to see the smile on his face when he made her laugh just had me dying inside. On occasion I get baby fever especially in times like these but I never tell Pedri as I know he won't want a baby yet as he'll want to focus on football instead for a few more years. 

After just staring at the two of them for a few minutes I went to join in on the fun. As soon as I sat down my niece crawled onto my lap and so I started to tickle her as I've done it since she was a baby and every time she lets out the cutest giggles. She wriggled and squirmed in my lap but I just kept going and Pedri even started to tickle her too which really made the room fill with little toddler giggles. Eventually she'd had enough and so I let her go and grab a toy to play with which she brought back over to me so Pedri and I sat together to play with her. 

All day I was running around and playing with my niece because even at her nap times she didn't want to sleep because she just wanted to play and I can't blame her as I was having fun too. Towards the end of the day she finally seemed to run out of energy and I finally got to sit down with Pedri who has basically just watched me the whole day instead of us actually getting to spend any time together which I feel quite bad about because he chose to spend his day off with me. When I finally sat down my niece curled up in my lap and fell asleep which I knew was coming as she hadn't had a nap all day. I thought about moving her but it was too much effort so I just let her sleep in my lap while I rubbed her back and fixed her hair which was a mess from playing all day. 

When it was time for my niece to go home she was still asleep so I picked her up gently and took her to the door to give her back to my sister which of course woke her up. The poor girl got so upset as she didn't want to leave so I had to take her to the car myself and then promise I would see her soon before being allowed to go back inside. Pedri was waiting for me on the sofa and because I was completely exhausted I just collapsed on top of him wanting to finally spend some time with him. He quickly moved so that we were both laying down and then wrapped his arms around me while looking into the distance clearly deep in thought. 

Pedri's POV

Having kids isn't something that I have thought about at all really up until today. For some reason seeing y/n with her niece all day gave me baby fever and has had me seriously thinking about having a baby. To start with I just liked watching her play with her niece but the more I watched the more I started to think differently about it. Seeing y/n be able to make her niece so happy and have her giggling so easily made my heart melt instantly it was just that adorable. My mind really started to spiral when her niece curled up on her lap to sleep and all I could imagine was that being our child and what things would be like if we actually had a baby.

Once y/n had given her niece back to her sister she came and laid down on top of me but I didn't really pay much attention to her as all of my thoughts were coming consumed with imagining our lives with a baby. I tried to tell myself that these feelings would go away and that it's normal to get baby fever every now and then but honestly the feelings were so strong that I don't think they will just go away. Deep down I knew I wanted to have kids with y/n some day but I never thought about it anymore than that but now it's all I can think about and I don't know if I want to wait a few more years until it's the so called right time. I can't help but feel like our lives would be complete if we had a baby and I know it's a lot of work but I think I'm ready for that because as long as those sweet moments like the ones I've witnessed today happen every now and then everything else will be worth it. 

After giving things a lot of consideration and thinking about how having a baby would affect the both of us and our lives I came to the conclusion that there is never going to be the perfect time so why not just do it now. Of course I want y/n to feel ready too because having a baby will affect her more than me but as soon as she's ready I really want to start our own little family. 

"Y/n" I said getting her attention 

"What's up pepi?" She asked 

"I think I want a baby" I said 

"You think" she questioned 

"No I know I want one I've been seriously thinking about it all day and I know it would be hard but now is as good a time as any but of course I want you to be ready" I started to ramble 

"I'm ready Pedri but are you sure I mean I don't want is having kids to affect your football career too much" she said 

"I'm 100% sure I want us to be able to have the moments you had with your niece together with our own child" I said 

Being the sensible one in the relationship she made sure that we talked everything through like finances and how we would make it all work with me being away for games. Once we talked about everything it was clear that we were ready and could make it work if we really wanted to. After our conversation we sat in silence for a while and I watched y/n as she was thinking about everything we had talked about before saying anymore. Eventually she said that she wanted to start trying but she didn't want to put any pressure on it by tracking her cycle or anything like that which I agreed to. We were both in agreement that it would happen when it was meant to so there was no need to make it stressful by trying to do everything under a strict schedule. 

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Your POV

It has been about 6 months since Pedri and I started trying and so far I have got my period on time every month which has been a bit disappointing but when we started trying we agreed that it would happen when the universe thought we were ready so I've been using that to not get too upset. Pedri has really been lifting my spirits too as he doesn't let me get upset about it instead he'll take me out on a date when my period arrives which distracts me which I really appreciate. 

These last few weeks however I've been extremely tired and emotional and I've even started to feel nauseous as well which I haven't felt any other month. As much as I've felt horrible I didn't want to get my hopes up too early so I have been waiting to see if my period would actually be late and now it is a few days late. Despite having all the right symptoms it's still hard to get too excited as I know that this can happen and the in a few days I can get my period. Pedri has been trying to convince me to just take a test as then we will know if I'm actually pregnant or not and if I'm not he promised me that it wouldn't be the end of the world but it would still be upsetting. 

Now that my period is 4 days late and I've been feeling more ill every day I finally agreed to take a test as if I'm not pregnant then I probably need to go to the doctors to make sure everything is ok. As soon as I said that I wanted to take a test Pedri was up and by the door waiting for me which made me laugh as I think he might be more excited than I am. He drove straight to the store and dragged me in but from there I had to lead him to the right aisle as he didn't know where the pregnancy tests were. Once we found them he was quickly googling which ones were the most accurate and then he picked up a few so that we would definitely get an answer. He gave me all the tests and sent me to the checkout alone because he didn't want people to see him and put our personal business out there especially before we are know for sure. He waited right outside for me and drove back home in record time because he wanted to know as soon as possible. 

I went and took all of the tests right away and left them all out on the counter in the bathroom before going to find Pedri while we wait. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back while trying to offer encouraging words although it was obvious that he was starting to get nervous too. We ended up just standing in silence for the rest of the time before the timer went off and it was time to look at the tests. That was when it started to feel real that we would find out if our lives will be changed forever in just a few seconds and all of a sudden I didn't want to know. Pedri took hold of my hand and he led me into the bathroom where I picked up the tests and saw that they all said positive. 

"I'm pregnant" I whispered trying to hold back tears 

"We're going to be parents" he whispered back 

Straight away he pulled me into a hug and both of us let a few tears of happiness fall. We were going to be parents in just a few short months and I couldn't be more excited to go on this journey with Pedri. 

[hauntingcryptids]

So Where To First?

Smith!Doctor x Reader

Summary - After The Doctor saves you several times, you finally confess your feelings for him.

Based On This Request -

Prompts Used - #15. A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

Warnings - canon typical violence

Word Count - 1129

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by a lovely anon on my old Tumblr account. I hope that you enjoy it!

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You had met The Doctor many times before. For some reason, the two of you always ended up in the same place at the same time. However, the times that the two of you met were rarely peaceful. So many times you found yourself attacked by a random alien wanting to get to The Doctor, and every time, The Doctor saved you.

You would be lying to yourself if you said that you didn’t have feelings for The Doctor. How could you not have feelings for the person who saved you random encounter after random encounter? But how could you possibly tell someone so monolithic that you had a crush on them and that you wished to see them in more intimate, less terrifying, circumstances? It seemed like such a daunting task to you.

Today would not be one of those less terrifying days for you, however. The day did start out normal. You went to the shops and got some groceries, cleaned your apartment and did some work for the upcoming Monday. But when you went to go for a little walk to the nearby park in order to stretch your legs and get out of your home an alien appeared out of nowhere and prepared to attack you. You didn’t know what to do. You tried to run away, but the alien crowded you in. You still tried to run away from it because it seemed slow and lumbering, but then the alien hit you over the head with the butt of their weapon. You didn’t knock out completely, but you were in no state to help yourself.

In your haze, you could feel the alien dragging you back to its ship. Then you heard a noise. The most beautiful noise in the Universe. A wheezing sound going in and out of time until it stabilised and then suddenly stopped. The Doctor was here. He was here to save you. But before you could actually rejoice in the fact that The Doctor had saved you, you fell asleep.

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You woke up in your bed, neatly tucked in under the covers. Your head felt completely fine as if nothing had ever happened. On your bedside table, there was a glass of water, a plate of Jammie Dodgers (one biscuit of the bunch had a bite taken out of it), and a vase of freshly cut flowers. You looked to the window and saw through the break in your curtains that the sun was still up but was clearly about to set.

Suddenly, a crash rumbled throughout your apartment, originating from the kitchen. You then heard a shout that sounded like The Doctor talking to himself. You were instantly relieved. At least a stranger hadn’t broken into your home.

You grumbled stiffly out of bed and wrapped a quilt that you had never seen before around your sour body. You assumed that The Doctor had given you some alien medicine that treated your probable concussion, but it caused you to feel a bit stiff. Before you left your bedroom, though, to see what The Doctor was doing in the kitchen, you snatched a Jammie Dodger a quickly gobbled it down.

Upon padding into the kitchen, you saw The Doctor running around the place making some delicious-smelling food. He wasn’t wearing his statement jacket, just his button-down shirt, braces, and bowtie. He brushed his hair back and looked behind him, briefly making eye contact with you. He turned back around to the food he was preparing but did a double take and then excitedly said hello to you once he fully realized that you were now in the room with him.

“Ah! Y/n! You’re awake! I was hoping that you would be soon so I would have to wake you up. I made you some dinner.”

“Thank you, but you didn’t have to do any of this, Doctor.”

“Of course I did. Don’t be ridiculous.”

The Doctor then instructed you to sit and relax while he finished making you dinner before serving it to you with his unique brand of dramatic flair. The two of you then ate contently, exchanging polite conversation intermingled with The Doctor’s explanation of what had happened to you early that day. But eventually, you both finished eating meaning that The Doctor would probably have to be leaving soon. Something in your brain must have clicked while you were asleep; you needed to confess your feelings to the person you cared about most in the Universe.

“Can I do something that I have been meaning to do for a while?” You asked hopefully.

“Ooo, yes, please! I love new things. Always have. You got a new thing; I will race to try it!” The Doctor rambled as you stood up and rounded the corner of the table until you were directly in front of The Doctor. You could tell that The Doctor was going to continue to talk about how much he loved trying new things, so you leaned down and kissed The Doctor. In the kiss, you channelled all your gratitude for him and all the growing feelings you had for him. Eventually, you ended the kiss with a bite to The Doctor’s bottom lip and then licked where you bit him before retreating back to your seat.

The Doctor looked at you shocked for a moment before jolting up from his seat. He ran out of your kitchen toward the front door of your flat before running back to you.

“I’ll be back in a tick, I promise. Do you trust me?” You nodded bittersweetly. You trusted him, of course you did, but you were hoping for something bigger in response. A second later, though, you heard the same wheezing sound you heard before going in and out of your kitchen. Suddenly The Doctor’s TARDIS appeared in your kitchen. You were already amazed because you had never seen The TARDIS in action before, but then The Doctor bolted out from the doors of his ship.

“Tadah!! Do you like it?”

“Like it? Doctor, I love it!”

“Would you like to travel with me, then?”

“Really?” You never thought that The Doctor would ever invite you onto his ship.

“Yes! Of course! I’d love to travel with you, Y/n.” The Doctor kneeled down to where he was level with you in your chair and then caressed your face before pecking your lips. He then kissed your nose and let his head rest against yours. Your face broke out into a cheek-hurting smile before you tackled The Doctor into a hug. He quickly stood up to avoid falling over onto your kitchen floor and reciprocated the action. He then spun you around a couple of times before setting you down.

“So where to first?”

[roosterscockpit]

Dagger Squad Takes Care of Leia | H.C Pt.1

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For my lovely @castle-bookworms-world ! This is how it went when the dagger squad took care of Leia while y/n and Bradley went on their little vacay! Sorrryyy I got carried away and it got super long!

Happy reading and enjoy! 💕

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You and Bradley left for your little vacation. Mav and Penny happily volunteered to take care of Leia. When you and Bradley left Mav and Penny turned and looked at the squad, “So who wants first shift with Princess Leia, tonight?” Mav smiled.

The dagger squad all looked at each other. In unison they all yelled, “Me!” 

Fanboy stepped forward and pushed everyone back. “I got this. She loves me.”

Fanboy went into the room with Amelia and Leia. Amelia was asleep, but Leia was sitting awake. She looked at Fanboy with tears in her eyes, “Did I miss saying goodbye?” 

Fanboy comforted her and brought her out from the room to hang out with the rest of the squad. “We have a problem…” They all turned to see Leia sad.

They all ran over and gave Leia a group hug. After they all gave Leia hugs and kisses she felt better. It was early in the morning and no one had gotten any sleep yet. Fanboy Brought Leia up to Mav’s P-51 and sat her in the pilot’s seat. “Can you be my pilot, little V?” She smiled and nodded.

The dagger squad continued to clean up as Fanboy and Leia played. “Vapor! Tally two! Coming from the west!” He started to look around as Leia acted like she was flying and was making shooting noises. “YES! Bandits down! The crowd goes wild! Vapor! Vapor! Vapor!”

Hangman came over and placed his hand on the wing and looked up at them. “Is it my turn to have a spin with Leia?” Fanboy ignored him and brought her down from the plane. Hangman stuck his arms out to grab Leia and fanboy walked away with her in his arms. “Wow. Rude, Garcia.”

“Uncle Mick, is being a wizzo hard? Do you think I can do it as good as you and Uncle Rob?” Fanboy chuckled and sat down with Leia in his lap. He talked about how she would do it so much better than the both of them combined. 

The cleaning was finally finished and Bob made his way over to the pair. He rubbed his hands together, “It is my Leia time!” He smiled big at her as she jumped into Bob’s arms. Bob spun her around and danced with Leia.

Bob brought her outside of Mav’s hangar, the sun was just starting to come up. The air was cold and crisp. “Let’s take a lap, Vapor girl!” Bob and Leia ran around outside. 

“Here I come, Vapor! I am coming in hot!” Bob put his arms out to mimic a plane and made plane noises. He chased around Leia as she squealed and laughed.

“Uncle Rob, I’m going to get you! I’m gonna shoot you down like Papa Mav and his 3 MiGs!” She put her arms out to be a plane and chased Bob all over the front of Mav’s hangar.

After Leia got her confirmed kill, Bob laid out on the floor with his limbs spread out. He stuck his tongue out and acted like he was dead. Leia went over and snatched his glasses. “Victory! Splash three for, Vapor!” She ran around with Bob’s glasses. 

Bob got up and chased Leia. He picked her up and brought her back into the hangar. She placed his glasses back on his face. He rubbed her belly as it growled. He brought her into Mav’s house for breakfast.

Bob made Leia a plate and fed her while she played with her toys. After she was finished eating, she got tired. Bob brought her over to the couch and laid down with her. He cradled Leia on his chest and threw a blanket over them. She fell asleep instantly. They slept for 4 hours.

When they finally woke up Leia looked around and saw everyone sleeping around on the floor and on the other couches. Payback was asleep at the foot of Leia and Bob. Leia slowly crept out of Bob’s arms and poked Payback’s shoulder. 

He woke up and hugged Leia. “Morning, Vapor. Feeling better, butter cup?” She nodded. “I miss my momma and daddy, though.” Payback hugged Leia tighter and kissed her head. “They’ll be back soon. You have us until they get back. What do you feel like doing?” She looked at him deviously.

Payback got Leia ready for the day. He brushed her teeth, washed her face, and fixed her hair. He helped her change into new clothes. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Payback looked at Leia concerned. She nodded. 

Payback held Leia’s hand as they made their way back into the room where everyone was. They were all starting to wake up. “Guys, get ready. We are taking Leia to the zoo.” They all looked shocked. 

Leia jumped around when they all arrived at the zoo. Payback looked like he had seen a ghost. He was not fond of the zoo. He gave Leia a piggy back ride through out the zoo. The minute he let her down she bee-lined for the giraffes.

“Leia!” Payback ran after her. He picked her up and shook his head. “Buttercup you can’t leave the group like that.” He chuckled. “I wanna feed the giraffes.” She pointed to them. Payback gulped. He brought Leia over to the feeding area.

The group watched as laughed. Payback had a first experience at the zoo when they were all at top gun for the first time. He lost a bet and had to feed the giraffes, the giraffe pulled him up slightly as he fed it. They had all never heard a grown man yelp so loud.

Payback closed his eyes as Leia reached her hand up to feed the giraffe. After it took the leaves from her hand. He ran out of there clenching onto Leia. “Okay, Vapor we are done.” 

They all made their way back to the hangar later that night. Mav took the night duty. He knew Leia’s bed time routine. Mav gave Leia a bath and changed her into her PJs. She went and gave everyone good night hugs and kisses. 

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[allthingsfangirl101]

Being Used – Joe Keery

Wattpad request by minty-fox-candyyki

Joe and I got to Italy last week. He's out here filming a movie and asked if I'd come with him. We had only been dating for a month but I was honored that he invited me with him. I thought it was going to be romantic but it felt like. . . nothing.

Joe rolled off of me, sighing in satisfaction. He rolled over and instantly fell asleep with his back to me. I tried to sleep, but that pit in my stomach kept me awake. The first time Joe and I slept together it was butterflies I felt in my stomach after. Not dread.

I spent the next month roaming around Italy while Joe filmed. He'd come back to the hotel and sometimes we'd order room service or take out. We rarely went out. After dinner, he'd shower and come to bed. We'd fool around a little until he was ready. Then he'd lay me down on my back and bring himself to orgasm.

It was a daily routine. Most girls would love to be in Italy with their boyfriend where they spent every night together. To be honest, I've imagined it. Haven't we all? But I never imagined feeling disgusting after I had sex with my boyfriend.

Joe and I met at a bar. I was at my friend's bridal shower. He was trying to get over his ex-girlfriend, Maika. We started drinking and dancing. Eventually, we went back to his place. That was the only time I didn't feel like garbage after sleeping with him.

The next day, I went back to my regular life. After my shift at the store, I looked at my phone to see several missed calls and texts from a number I didn't have saved but kinda recognized. When I read through the messages, my heart flipped.

Good morning, gorgeous.

I know. I know. I'm not supposed to text you for three days, but I had an amazing time last night.

I'd like to see you again.

I can't stop thinking about you.

I ended up calling him as I left work. We talked my entire drive home. We went on our first official date that night and have been together ever since.

Our relationship didn't start feeling forced until the second week. He stopped calling or texting me first unless he wanted sex. I was the one who planned our dates and he either canceled or was late.

Tonight was our three-month anniversary. I decorated the hotel room and went to get supplies so I could make a special dinner. I got everything ready and even put on a fancy dress I found at a boutique a few days ago.

I sat on the couch, waiting for Joe to come back. The longer I waited, the worse I felt. I finally gave up waiting for him at midnight. I didn't bother to clean up. I left the decorations and our uneaten dinner. When I got in the shower, I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. They didn't stop until I fell asleep.

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I woke up, feeling just as horrible. I sat up and looked around. My stomach sank when I realized the bed was empty. When I left the bedroom, I instantly saw the decorations I put up last night and our untouched dinner.

I froze when I saw Joe passed out on the couch. The second I walked closer, I could smell the alcohol coming off of him. With my heart in my throat, I slowly started cleaning up the food. I was doing the dishes when I heard Joe wake up.

"Y/N?"

"I'm in here," I called out.

"Not so loud," he groaned. I looked over my shoulder to see him shakily walking into the kitchen.

"Quite the night?" I asked.

"It was awesome," he chuckled.

"Did you forget something?" I asked as I turned around and wrapped my arms around myself. I watched as Joe checked his pockets.

"I don't think so."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am," he snapped.

"Joe, I didn't mean. . ."

"I know you don't like me drinking," he said, his anger building, "but work has been stressful. The cast and I wanted to blow off some steam. There's no harm in that."

"Actually. . ."

"It's not a big deal!" He cut me off again as he stormed by me.

"Joe. . ." I stuttered.

"Enough, Y/N!"

I gasped when he pushed my shoulder, trying to move me aside but ended up pushing me to the ground.

Joe and I looked up at each other, neither one of us knowing what to say. Time felt frozen as we tried to wrap our heads around what he just did. I snapped out of it when Joe took a step toward me. I jumped up and ignored his attempt to get my attention as I ran out of the hotel room.

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Even though I knew Joe was filming, I slowly opened the door in case he was there. When I was sure he wasn't, I walked into the room and immediately started packing my things as quickly as I could.

I threw my clothes into my suitcase, not bothering to fold them. I quickly gathered my bathroom stuff, tossing it all on top. I didn't care about organizing my suitcase. I needed to get out before. . .

"Y/N?"

I quickly spun around, my heart beating against my throat.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm leaving."

"I see that," Joe stuttered. "Why?"

"Because I. . . This is. . . I can't do this anymore."

"Do what, darling?"

That nickname used to give me butterflies our first week. Now it made my blood freeze.

"Y/N," he sighed before I could say anything. "I know I've been working a lot and I haven't been a very good boyfriend, but I brought you to Italy so we could spend time together. We are together and we can. . ."

"Last night was our anniversary," I cut him off. He sighed as he shoved his hands into his back pockets.

"I know," he sighed.

"You what?" I asked, my anger snapping. "If you knew it was our anniversary, why the hell didn't you come home last night?"

"I didn't remember," he stuttered. "I got to work this morning and my manager asked how our dinner was. I didn't know what he meant so he reminded me. It's not a big deal."

My heart sank lower than it ever has. My mind raced as I tried to piece it all together. I finally realized what he was doing and why I felt so horrible.

"I get it now," I mumbled.

"What are you. . ."

"I get it now," I repeated. "You've been using me."

"What?" Joe stuttered. "No, I wasn't."

"You were," I cut him off. "And you don't even realize it. You don't actually care about me, Joe. When we first met, you were upset. You and Maika had just broken up. You needed a distraction. That was me."

"Y/N. . ."

"You don't actually care about me, Joe. You were using me. Admit it."

"I wasn't."

"You were," I corrected. "And I can't take it anymore."

"What are you saying?" He asked. His question dropped when he saw my full suitcase. "Where are you going?"

"Home."

"Y/N. . ."

"No," I cut him off again. "I can't do this anymore, Joe. I'm leaving."

"Y/N, please," he begged. "I wasn't using you. I care about you."

Tears streamed down my face as I shook my head and backed up, closer to the door.

"I don't believe you."

                                       A Week Later

After I walked away from Joe, I got a job at the smoothie shop in the mall. Joe tried reaching out to me but I couldn't bring myself to answer him. Every time I saw that I had a message from him, my stomach turned sour. I tried to remember the good times but there weren't many.

My job wasn't fun but it was a good distraction. We were at the end of the normal mid-morning shopping rush. I was just finishing up an order when I saw another customer out of the corner of my eye walk up.

"I'll be right with you," I said over my shoulder as I finished the smoothie I was working on. I turned around and handed it to the customer. I quickly cleaned the counter and grabbed a new blender. I turned around to help the next customer but froze when I saw who it was.

"What are you doing here?"

"Please give me a chance," Joe said quickly.

"Why should I?" I scoffed.

"Because you were right," he said as he walked closer to the counter. I stayed where I was with my arms wrapped tightly around myself. "I didn't even realize it at first and I'm so sorry."

"Joe," I sighed.

"I know," he said quickly. "I know me saying 'I'm sorry' means nothing. But I am. I'm sorry. You didn't deserve it and you were right to walk away. If you hadn't. . . I may never have even realized what I was doing."

"And what were you doing?" I asked. I needed to hear him say exactly what he had done to me.

"I was using you to help me get over Maika," he said, not missing a beat. "When we first met, I was drunk off my ass. I was drinking to try and drown my sorrow and I wasn't thinking straight. And then I met you and we were flirting and dancing. That first night I spent with you, I wasn't thinking about Maika. You distracted me. After you left that morning after, I kept thinking about you. But eventually, my mind went back to her. So, I grabbed my phone and started texting you. It happened once. Then it happened again. I started getting into this weird and horribly unfair routine. When I thought about Maika, I called you."

I couldn't look at him. Him admitting this was so much worse than I thought it would be. I wrapped my arms tightly around myself and looked at my shoes. They were ugly but comfortable.

"Y/N, I am so sorry about. . ."

"Don't," I cut him off. I looked up at him, no longer hiding how angry and upset I was with him. "Why are you here, Joe?"

"To apologize," he stuttered.

"And you think you deserve that?" I couldn't help but scoff. "You think, after everything you've done to me, you deserve that relief of being forgiven?"

"It's not about what I deserve," he said, his voice dropping. "It's about what you deserve."

He paused, giving me a chance to say something. I didn't. I just tightened my arms around myself and kept staring at him.

"You deserve to hear me apologize, whether you decide to forgive me or not," he continued. "You deserve to hear me grovel and beg for your forgiveness. You deserve to see me making an ass of myself for you. You deserve to see me on my knees asking what I can do to make up for forgetting our anniversary. You deserve to hold this over my head, making me do whatever you want for as long as you want until you feel satisfied that I've made it up to you. And more importantly, you deserve a guy who would never use you the way I did."

"And you're here to tell me that you think you can be that guy? After everything?"

"No," he said quickly. "I guess. . . Well, maybe."

"Maybe?" I sighed. "I'm going to need something better than 'maybe', Joe. I need to get back to work."

I turned around but Joe spoke up. "It changed."

I cleared my throat as I turned back to Joe, still keeping my distance. Part of me wanted him to leave me alone. The other part wanted to hear what he had to say.

"What changed?" I challenged.

"Us," he said, dropping his voice. He cleared his throat and corrected himself. "Me."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, my voice changing too.

"I changed, Y/N," he said, taking a hesitant step toward the counter. "I know how cliché that sounds, but I mean it. Sure, the first few weeks of our relationship I was using you. But as time went on, I didn't think about Maika as much. I thought about you."

"Joe," I stuttered, not sure if I should believe him.

"Yes, our relationship started as a way for me to forget about Maika, to distract me from her," he continued, getting closer to me. "But soon our relationship became about you and me."

"I don't believe you," I whispered, trying to build back up the walls around me that he was starting to tare down.

"I don't blame you," Joe said with a small chuckle. "I wouldn't believe me either, but I'm telling you the truth, Y/N."

"How am I supposed to believe you?" I asked, my voice still a whisper as I went back to looking at my shoes.

The next time Joe spoke up, he was closer. I glanced up at him through my eyelashes to see him right on the other side of the counter.

"There's one other piece of the truth that might convince you," he said.

"I'm listening."

"I didn't invite you to Italy with me so I could keep distracted. I invited you because I wanted you there with me."

I held my breath as he pulled something out of his back pocket. He looked down at it, hesitating to give it to me.

"After you left, I was going to a bar to drink and distract myself," he said, still looking at the box in his hands. "On my way there, I passed this jewelry store and I found this in the window. The second I saw it, I knew it would be perfect on your neck."

I slowly took the black box from him and hesitantly opened it, my heart jumping into my throat when I saw the necklace. The necklace was a small silver heart, no bigger than the size of my thumbnail. It was simple yet perfect.

"Flip it over," Joe whispered.

When I did what he said, I gasped. On the back, our initials were engraved next to each other in an even smaller heart. The engraving was so small you would miss it if you weren't holding it, looking for it.

"Joe," I said, barely audible, "this is. . . I can't. . . I don't know what to say."

"You can either take this as an 'I'm sorry I was such a horrible boyfriend and I promise to make it up to you' present or a 'your ex-boyfriend was an ass and tried to buy you off but it didn't work' present. I had to give it to you, Y/N. I know this means nothing but I need to say it at least one more time. I am so sorry I hurt you, Y/N. And if you could possibly give me another chance, I would never hurt you again."

I couldn't find my voice. I tried to force myself to say something, but nothing came out. He took this as a bad sign. He nodded and shoved his hands in his back pockets. I felt weird as he turned around and started to walk away from me.

"Wait," I finally got out. Joe instantly froze and turned around, nothing but hope in his eyes. I opened and closed my mouth, still not sure how I was going to voice what I was feeling.

"You swear that things changed?" I asked. "You swear that you aren't using me anymore?"

"I swear," Joe said instantly as he stepped as close to the counter as he could get. "I swear on my life that I'm not using you anymore. I'm crazy about you, Y/N. The thought of walking away from you glues my feet to the floor. Please don't ask me to walk away. Please let me make it up to you. I'm begging you. Just tell me what I can do to. . ."

As he asked me what he can do to make it up to me, I jumped over the counter, grabbed his face, and pressed my lips to his. Joe instantly wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back. I smiled against his lips as I felt those butterflies I haven't felt since the first night we met. I broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily.

"You better mean it," I threatened.

"I swear," Joe insisted, "I will never use you for anything ever again. In fact, for the rest of our relationship, you are allowed to use me any way you want."

"Joe," I said softly.

"I mean it," he said when I didn't continue. "Use me, Y/N. Use me until you're sick of me."

[mamabearneeds-her-dietcoke]

Heavy eyes- Castiel

summary: Falling asleep in the library of the bunker seems to be a reoccurring thing. Castiel is the one who sees it first every time.

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You were the one who was told to stay back at the bunker while Sam and Dean go out on a hunt. You didn't know you were staying back until you woke up seeing a note on your dresser.

You roll your eyes and walk out into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. You grab an apple and cut it up into slices, walking out to the library part of the bunker. It was one of your favorite spots.

You plop down on the big bean bag you and Dean practically had to beg Sam to get. You grab a book off the shelf and start reading. Half an hour goes by and your phone rings. "Heyy sis.." Dean drags on.

"Yeah what do you need me to research?" You ask. You stand on and press the phone to your should as your walking to the kitchen to put your bowl away.

"Jorogumo." Dean says. "Cold iron weakens it, Holy magic kills it." You say grabbing a bag of chips and walking back to your spot. "What? How do you know that?" He asks. "I read. Bye Dean be safe." You hang up an continue on reading.

Another half hour goes by and you can feel your eyes getting heavy. You end up falling asleep with your book still in hand and your chips still in your lap.

You wake up briefly to someone moving your book and chips out of your hand. You fall back asleep almost instantly somehow knowing there was no threat.

You wake up in your bed a few hours later, your room smelling like a familiar cologne. You rub your eyes and walk out to the main table. Sam, Dean and Cass are all sitting there discussing something.

"Nice bed head sis." Dean says chuckling. "shut up bitch. " you mumble and walk over to sit next to Cass.

Your eyes are still heavy and your head feels heavier than normal. You lean your head on Cass's shoulder. When you inhale you smell the same scent that was in your room.

"Cass were you in my room?" You say, your eyebrows furrowing. "Yes. I carried you to your room when you fell asleep. It's not the first time it has happened." He says. You think back to all the other times you've fallen asleep in the library with a book in hand or something and waking up in your room. It's happened quite often now that you think about it. You always figured you walked there yourself and just didn't remember it, but the faint smell of the cologne always put you off.

"Oh ok. How'd the hunt go?" You ask the boys, still not taking your head off the angels shoulder. "Fine. Few scratches but nothing else." Dean says quickly. A little to quickly. You sit back up and look at Dean.

"Nothing else?" You say. He nods. "Cas did something else happen?" You turn to him and look him directly in the eyes. "Dean was stabbed in the lower abdomen. Not to deep, he's waiting for you to leave to change bandages." He says, maintaining eye contact.

"Thank you Cas." You smile and give him a quick peck on the cheek, earning a confused look from him, and walk over to Dean to check the injury.

"I don't know why you keep all your injuries away from me Dean. Like some of these could get seriously infected." You say lifting his shirt, then the bandage to check the wound.

He winces as you slowly peel the bandage off. "Ugh I need a beer." He says. "Yeah well you can have one after I clean this up. Sam can you grab me the first aid kit please?" You ask your brother, who's just sitting at the end, observing. "Yeah sure." He gets up and quickly grabs the little box and tosses it over to you. You catch it and immediately disinfect and re bandage the wound.

"There. I'm gonna go back to reading." You say. You walk on over to a bookshelf, grab a book about herbs for spells and such and plop down on your bean bag.

"Do you mind if I stay and read with you?" You hear the rough voice of Cas. "Yeah sure, I don't mind. You can sit next to me." You smile up at him as he takes a seat next to you on the bean bag.

"This chair is very weird. But very comfortable I will say." He says. You laugh lightly at his remark. After about 10 minutes, your eyes become heavy, and you fall asleep once more. This time, your head hits the angels shoulder again, causing him to look over at the sudden feeling.

He cracks a small smile, one that only appears when you are around. Castiel may not show it, but he is quite fond of you, and he notices every little thing. The small facial tick you make while reading, or really focused on something. The puff of your cheeks when holding in a laugh that's not appropriate for the given situation. He can't help but crack a smile when your asleep in the library again, engulfed in the bean bag.

He sets his book down and takes yours, putting it on top of his. He picks you up once more, taking you to your room. He sets you down and goes to leave but the small tug on his sleeve stops him. "Stay for a little bit." You whisper. He shrugs off his trenchcoat and shoes and lays down next to you.

You scoot to his side and cuddle up to him. "Is this ok?" You ask. He nods. You smile and move closer to him, taking in his warmth and the scent of his cologne.

You drift off to sleep and he stays there, watching you sleep, watching how peaceful you look. That small look of frustration that always seems to cover your face when doing anything but laughing our smiling is gone, and he loves how relaxed you look.

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@robins-fanfics here you go!! hope you enjoyed! :)

[loveisnotovertae]

Love Is Not Over

✏️Taehyung x OFC ✏️Friends to Lover AU 🛑 Rated 18+ 📖WC:1613 ⚠️Mentally abusive and controlling ex, stalking, mention of anxiety cheating, COVID, drinking, drunk hookup, masturbation, oral, accidental marriage, accidental pregnancy⚠️

Mae always wanted to go to South Korea and visit all the places her Aunt and Uncle used to tell her stories about. So after catching her fiancè cheating, she did just that. Her two month trip turned into a permanent stay thanks to covid lockdown. A friendly neighbor turned best friend, who just so happened to be part of the biggest music group in the world. A drunken night that changed her life forever.

Chapter 22

A painfully full bladder and the sound of buzzing woke Mae from her peaceful sleep. She didn’t know how long she’d been asleep but judging by the moonlight coming through the window, it had been hours.

She laid there blinking a few times trying to focus her eyes. She wasn’t on the couch, she knew that much. When she inhaled a deep breath through her nose she instantly knew where she was. Her nostrils were filled with the smell of Taehyung’s cologne and shampoo. Mae smiled when she turned her head to the side and saw him peacefully sleeping. She was in his bed and he was softly snoring beside her.

When the buzzing went off again, Mae snapped her head in the direction of the sound. On the nightstand beside her was her phone. She frowned and watched the screen light up. The last time she’d seen it was when Tyler put it in his pocket.

Mae looked back at the man beside her while the memories of what happened at the market flooded back in. Her eyes widened when it vibrated again. She knew exactly who was blowing up her phone.

As slowly and as carefully as she could, Mae slid out of the bed and grabbed her phone before quietly tiptoeing out of his room and over to her own. She opened the group chat that she shared with her three best friends as she shut her bedroom door.

D: Mae!! WTF IS GOING ON?!?!?! V: Answer the fucking phone woman!!! K: Please, just let us know if you are okay and safe!

Were just the most recent ones. They’d been texting and calling for the past hour. It was midnight in Korea which meant it was seven in the morning there.

M: I’m here. I’m safe. Sorry, I fell asleep on the way home and I just woke up.

V: FUCKING FINALLY! K: Do you have any idea how worried we’ve been? D: What happened??? Why didn’t you call and let us know?

M: I didn’t have my phone. Tyler had it. I thought it was a random stranger that bumped into me, but it was him and he must’ve taken my phone from my jacket. I don’t even know how I have it now. The last time I saw it was when he put it in his pocket.

Mae sighed as she washed her hands after relieving her full bladder. She really wanted to tell them what happened, but then again she desperately needed a shower, she was still in her clothes from earlier and even though she now smelled like Taehyung she could still feel Tyler on her.

She looked in the mirror and ran her tongue across the inside of her lip. “That motherfucker really did smack me,” she said as she felt the swelling and winced when the little scab cracked open. She lifted up the sleeve of her shirt and pouted at the bruises.

Mae jumped when the sound of her phone vibrating echoed loudly throughout the bathroom. A missed call from Kimberleigh and another text from Veronica.

V: ANSWER THE DAMN PHONE GIANT! OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL COME ACROSS THE OCEAN AND KICK YOUR ASS!

Mae shook her head and laughed. She opened up the camera on her phone to make a video. “You guys can call after you watch this,” she said, recording herself with the mirror. “I’m getting ready to get in the shower because I feel nasty. I’ll talk to you while I’m getting cleaned up, but I wanted to document and show you what he did. He gave me a fat lip,” she said leaning in closer with the phone to show them her swollen lip and the small cut. “He, um, he also left bruises on my arm from when he grabbed me.” She brought the camera to her arm and showed the bruising from his fingers. Mae ended the video. While she waited for them to watch and call she turned on the water and began to undress.

She looked over her naked body in the mirror. She knew there wouldn’t be any other bruising, but just to be safe she wanted to check anyway.

This time when her phone buzzed with a call from Kimberbleigh, she answered and put them on speaker phone.

“Oh, honey,” Kimberleigh’s concerned voice filled the bathroom, “How are you feeling? Are you okay?”

“I’m going to kill that son of a bitch!” Veronica yelled.

“You are going to do no such thing! Sit down and calm the fuck down!” D yelled back.

Mae waited until the commotion on the other end of the phone settled down before she answered. “I’m fine you guys. A little shaken up and sore. But I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” Kimberleigh asked.

“Yes, I’m sure. I mean for now at least. I might feel different later. But right now I strangely feel lighter. Like I was able to beat the final boss. Although I wish I would’ve punched him. I mean I got a few hits in while we walked. But I really wanted to knock his ass out.”

“We watched a couple of the videos that someone posted online,” D confessed, “We kind of know what happened so you don’t have to tell us anything if you aren’t ready.”

“I’m fine with telling you everything. I would’ve called you all when we got home. But evidently it drained me way more than I thought, hell I’m not even sure how I ended up in the apartment or in Tae’s bed. Also don’t know how my phone ended up here.”

“With everything that’s happening I won’t tease you about being in his bed. But just know that it’s coming,” Veronica said as Mae stepped into the shower.

Mae talked to her three friends over the phone as she washed away the sweat and stress from her body, along with the feeling of Tyler’s hand from her arm. She might have scrubbed the area a little harder and longer than she should’ve, but she wasn’t satisfied until the feeling was gone.

An hour later she was clean, energized, and saying her goodbyes to the girls as she dug out something to wear. While she was brushing her hair, Mae’s stomach started demanding food. She pouted looking down at it and realizing she hadn’t eaten anything in twelve hours. Then she remembered the hotteok she’d bought before everything went to hell and her stomach growled again.

Mae slowly opened her door and peeked her head out, looking up and down the hall for any sign of Taehyung. She was wearing only shorts and a tank top; she didn’t want to dig anymore to find something to cover herself and all her blankets were in the living room on the couch.

When she saw that his bedroom door was still closed, she exited her room and tiptoe-sprinted to the couch, grabbing one of her blankets and draping it over her shoulders before going to the kitchen.

Sitting on the island next to the bag that she recognized from the fabric store was a small container with a note that was written in Taehyung’s mother’s handwriting. “Mae’s hotteok. There’s food in the fridge, but knowing our daughter, she’ll want these as soon as possible. Don’t eat all of these at once.”

Mae let out a small laugh, grabbing three and placing them on a paper towel. She went to the fridge for a bottle of water, then got her bag of swatches, before going back to the living room and sitting on the floor between the coffee table and the couch. She was wide awake so she might as well get some stuff done.

┗━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┛

Mae whimpered in sadness when her fingers hit the empty paper towel that once held her favorite snack. She promised herself that once they were gone she’d go back to bed and try to get more sleep. But she didn’t want to at the moment. She’d gotten a lot of things accomplished and was currently trying to narrow down her color scheme.

“How long have you been awake?”

Mae squinted, looking away from her bright computer screen to the direction of Taehying’s voice in the dark room. “A couple of hours,” she lowered the laptop screen and watched his hair bounce as he sleepily walked closer to her.

“Why didn’t you wake me?”

“I didn’t know how long you’d been asleep,” She answered as he crawled across the couch to sit behind her. “What are you doing?”

“I’m joining you.” Her brows scrunched together when she saw Taehyung’s legs settle on either side of her.

Mae was thankful for the blanket covering her when goosebumps spread across her body at the feeling of his body heat seeping through the blanket. “Are you comfortable?”

“Yes,” his answer was simple as he leaned back against the couch and scrolled through his phone.

The two of them sat in silence for hours, Taehyung on the couch busy doing things on his phone and Mae sitting comfortably on the floor, nestled between his legs as she looked between the decor on her computer and the swatches of color beside her.

“OW! What the hell was that for?” Taehyung quickly sat up and rubbed the part of his leg that Mae had pulled the hair of.

“You weren’t answering me. So I needed to get your attention somehow.”

“You could’ve done it a little less harshly,” He grumbled, leaning forward to put his phone on the table. “You have my full attention now, Wife. What did you need?” he asked, resting his chin on the top of her head.

Mae rolled her eyes before asking her question again, “I’ve narrowed it down to these two, and I need your input.”

Taehyung placed his hands on her shoulders while he looked between the two swatches sitting beside her computer and then at the screen that had handcrafted wooden display cases. “Wood ones? Why not go with the usual metal or plastic?”

“I like the look of the wooden ones better,” she shrugged, “Plus they would give the place an amazing wood smell.”

“But won't it take a few months if not more to make?”

“Some pieces will, some won’t. The Eomeonis and I picked a set that was almost finished.”

He brought his face to the side of her’s, “The Eomeonis?” he asked, looking at her with a mixture of confusion and amusement.

Mae leaned away from him so she could see him, “Don’t give me that look. They’re the ones that came up with the name.”

Taehyung chuckled and turned his attention back to the table. “This one. I like the seafoam color with the grey.” he said pointing at the piece of fabric.

“Really? Are you sure?” She questioned, sitting back in her original position.

“Yeah, why? Did you like the other one better?”

“No, that’s the one I was leaning towards.”

“Always go with your gut, Mae.” Taehyung picked up his phone and leaned back.

The apartment fell silent again while Mae taped the piece of cloth to the design section of her binder.

“Hey, Tae?” Mae spoke after a few minutes, breaking the silence.

“Hmm?”

“What happened after I fell asleep?”

“I had one of your guards carry you. Every time we tried to wake you, you just kept snuggling closer to me. By the way, have you been sleeping on the couch? When I opened the guest room door for him the bed was still covered in boxes.”

“Yes, I have,” Mae confessed. “With everything going on I haven’t had time to unpack my things and organize. And I didn’t feel right sleeping in your bed.”

“My bed is always open for you to sleep in, Mae. Even if I’m not in it.” Taehyung put his phone on the couch and brought his legs up to cross them behind Mae when she tapped them so that she could get up. “My phone was ringing like crazy by the time we got you in my bed. Both my parents and the company were trying to get a hold of me. I called my parents back first, I knew it would be better if I went to the company to explain what happened, so I had them come over in case you woke up. After they showed up I went to the company to talk with them, along with the two security guards that were with you. One of the men from the embassy was there, that’s how I got your phone back. I immediately gave it to the head of security to make sure Tyler didn’t do anything to it. He didn’t find anything.” he cocked his head to the side and watched Mae while she tried to stretch without opening the blanket she’d been hiding under.

“What?” Mae asked when she realized she was being watched.

“Are you naked under that blanket?”

“What? No!”

“Then why are you hiding under it?”

“Because I haven’t had time to do laundry. I was going to do it today but all hell broke loose. The only thing I had to put on was shorts and a tank top.”

“I’ve seen you in those before…”

“But I have nothing on underneath them.”

“Why are you looking at me like I should know that?” he gave her an amused look. “Also, I’ve seen you in pictures wearing lingerie and you wore a bikini while we were in Jeju.”

“Those were different. Precautions were taken so that nothing showed while I was getting the pictures taken and the bikini kept me well covered.”

“I don’t get what you’re saying,” Taehyung pushed, trying to egg her on.

“Ugh! I have no bra or underwear on! The slightest chill and I’ll be able to cut glass. The shorts are a little small and if I move the wrong way you’ll be seeing a side of me no man has seen in years.” Mae squinted her eyes at Taehyung when she saw the satisfied look on his face. She’d fallen right into his trap. “I’m going back to bed!” she said storming down the hall.

“Wait for me!” he yelled, jumping off the couch and following her.

[casspurrjoybell-30]

Cry Me A River - Chapter 5 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

My Mate

"Finally," my mate says exasperatedly.

He pulled me closer to him as he carried me, princess style, into the waiting carriage.

He sat down onto a maroon velvet, cushioned seat, placing me gently on his lap as he stroked my hair, as if it were the most natural thing to be doing.

I felt my face heat up.

'Why was he being so kind to me?'

'Didn't he find me gross and repulsing?'

'Why does he keep calling me beautiful?'

'Is it because I'm his mate, does he feel bad for me?'

Two men climbed into the carriage, bickering in whispered voices as they took a seat across from us.

My eyes widened in recognition.

'They're the guys from the marketplace earlier.'

'Are they here to kill me?'

I felt my body shake instantly as a sudden wave of fear hit me.

"What's wrong, love?" I heard my mate ask but I was too shell shocked to answer.

They both looked up from their conversation at me as their eyes widened along with mine.

"Gorgeous boy," they both shouted at once.

I jumped at the sound and my mate pulled me closer to him, clearly realizing what it was that I was afraid of.

My mate growled as he held me protectively in his arms.

"Care to tell me why the hell my mate looks like he's seeing a ghost when he peers at your idiotic faces."

His eyes flashed with anger.

"Whoa, we didn't do anything to gorgeous boy. Promise. Right Izzy?" the dark-haired brunette said raising his arms.

"Yeah, Derek isn't lying," the one named Izzy, I believe said.

"We just briefly saw him in the marketplace and when we went to talk to him he ran like a bat out of fûcking hell," Derek said, sounding seriously offended but by what?

"Are they speaking the truth?" my mate asked, peering down at me.

"Y-yeah, I saw them performing a p-play-thing and I laughed at it a-and s-so I-I thought the-they were mad at me, that they w-would b-beat m-me u-up s-so I ran when they s-started walking t-towards m-me..."

I looked down and fiddled with my thumbs.

I was so embarrassed.

They were probably thinking I was an idiot for running when I probably should have just stayed and listened to what they wanted to say.

I was a coward, weak, a runt.

'Worthless.'

"Idiots," he growled.

I looked up to see him staring down the two 'idiots', as he called them, in front of him as if they were the most outrageously idiotic beings he'd ever had the displeasure of seeing.

Izzy turned to me with a small smile.

I pressed myself harder against my mate.

'Why is he looking at me like that?'

'As if I'm some poor, kicked puppy?'

"Sorry for scaring you before. We didn't mean to, honestly," he said softly as if speaking to a frightened child.

"I-it's o-okay," I whispered back shyly, pressing my face against my mate's chest.

'Maybe if I hide from their view, they'll forget I'm here and stop talking to me.'

'I'm not very good with talking to people.'

'It makes me nervous'.

'Not to mention self-conscious.'

As if feeling my anxiety, I felt warm arms wrap around me gently and a pair of lips on the top of my head.

It immediately relaxed me.

I closed my eyes soaking in the feeling of warmth engulfing me, the lulling feel of my mate.

"Okay, please get a room," Derek whined.

"Feel free to leave, Derek," my mate growled signaling the door of the, still very much moving, carriage.

"Umm," Derek stroked his clean-shaven chin.

"I'll go with... no thanks."

He smirked.

My mate grumbled as if hoping that he would have chosen to jump out of the moving carriage.

Just then the carriage stopped and I was whipped off my mate's lap as I was carried, bridal style, out of the carriage.

When we were just a few feet from the carriage I could have sworn I heard Derek cough the word 'dickhead'.

I mustn't have been the only one because I could have sworn I heard my mate growl.

I'm not sure when I fell asleep but suddenly I woke up in layers upon layers of expensive furs.

I slowly ran my fingers through the furs.

'So soft.'

"I'm glad you like them, beautiful."

I turned my head to my smiling mate, seeing him smile caused my heart to skip a beat and immediately caused me to smile back.

"What's your name, beautiful?" he asked caressing my cheek softly, it's funny how the word caressing held such a negative connotation only a little while ago but now that it was my mate who was doing it, it was almost the sweetest thing in the world.

"River," I said softly, cringing as I did.

"Does your throat hurt?"

His brows creased together.

I nodded.

"I'll go fetch the doctor, I'll be back shortly," he said kissing my forehead softly.

He opened the door and closed it behind him, only to reopen it seconds later.

"Almost forgot, my name's Alastair," he said, smiling as he closed the door softly behind himself.

"Alastair."

I let the name roll off my tongue.

'I like it.'

[shaelashaela]

Before You Were Born, ch. 8

[reading time] 6 mins.

Sunlight rudely spread across my face and woke me from a disturbed slumber. For hours the previous night, I did nothing but wake again and again from dreaming about my encounter with the dark elf. It was morning now, my eyes ached, and I was already exhausted. My stomach hurt—I was also hungry since I hadn’t eaten anything since early the day before. I still wore layers of blouse and jacket as well as a skirt and all of my necklaces, which added to my discomfort.

I shifted a bit, trying to turn away from the sun. Everything around me looked unfamiliar. Where was I? Oh, right… I was still in Rayna’s bed. I almost forgot that I stayed the night in her loft. I peeked over the edge of the mattress, and sure enough, she was lying on the floor again. She fell asleep in her jeans and sweater, so she must’ve been as exhausted as I was the night before. She looked more peaceful than I felt, though. I hoped that she got more restful sleep than I did.

I laid there for a few blissful seconds, one arm dangling off the side of the bed, watching Rayna snooze. The slow rise and fall of her body with each breath calmed me. My eyelids were heavy, and soon I was soothed back into my own unconscious respite…

Which was swiftly and rudely interrupted by my friend’s phone declaring to us that it was time to wake with an overly saccharine series of notes. Rayna woke instantly, rolled over, and slapped the cheerful little device next to her a few times until it stopped.

“Thank you,” I mumbled.

She sat upright and her eyes darted back and forth rapidly between me and the rest of the room. “Wait. You’re here again? I slept on the floor and”—she rubbed the lower part of her spine with one hand—“my back is killing me.”

“Did you forget already?”

She shook her head, tousling her wavy locks from side to side. “No, I remember. Maybe just hoped it was a dream. I’m not used to having someone else here. It’s a bit weird.”

I hid my face. “Sorry for intruding.”

“Oh no! That’s not what I meant at all.”

An awkward silence permeated the air, and I did my best to go unnoticed, so Rayna busied herself with standing and stretching. After a moment, I mustered enough courage to show my face again, just in time to see her pull her top over her head and discard it.

A moment of shock made my heart skip a beat. Despite our friendship, I did not expect this level of familiarity between us. She knelt down to paw through a basket of clothes (clean ones, I hoped). I admired the fine curving lines of her torso and shoulders, the imperfections of her skin, the simplicity of a black bra strap flanked with lace. She was elegant, and she was beautiful.

It lasted but mere seconds before she found a red tee shirt and pulled it on. She rose to her feet and turned back my way, and I saw the shirt was covered in black scrawls that looked not unlike some sort of sorcerous sigil. From previous conversations, though, I was fairly certain that it was actually the emblem of one of the metal bands she liked.

She noticed that I watched her, and one side of her mouth curled into a wry smirk. “What?”

My cheeks burned, and I buried my face in my arm.

It was a bright and unremarkable Sunday, the one day a week Rayna was under no obligation to open Ravenna’s Books. Instead, we headed out early for some breakfast. My clothes were disheveled and a bit sweaty from the day before, which bothered me greatly. I didn’t like the feel of soiled clothing on my skin, but I was also too embarrassed to borrow any from her. Catching the bus back to my own apartment would also be inconvenient, so instead I suffered in silence.

She took me to a cafe not far from her store, and when we walked up to the counter for our coffee and pastries, she quickly paid for it before I could react.

“You really don’t have to do that,” I protested. She oft complained about trouble making ends meet. According to Rayna, antique book sales weren’t the most profitable enterprise, which was a fact that both surprised and saddened me.

She gave me her usual flippant smile. “You’ve had a rough week. Let me treat you.”

I bit my lip and followed her outside to a table. Being out in the sun felt good to me, but I could tell from the way she shielded her eyes that the glare bothered her. So I motioned for us to take a seat where it was at least partially shaded.

Rayna dipped a biscotti into her coffee and continued our conversation. “Actually… I’ve never asked. What do you do for a living? Does it pay well?”

Her question abashed me. “Uh, well…”

“Oh! I’m sorry. That was rude. You don’t have to tell me.”

I busied myself with one of the little packets of cream, trying to find the right amount to counteract my coffee’s bitterness. “It’s okay. But, I don’t have a profession. I spend all my time studying and researching alchemy.”

Her big brown eyes narrowed, regarding me with suspicion. “So… you’re on a scholarship or something?”

Nervous laughter escaped my mouth unbidden. “Ah hahaha… no. My parents established a trust fund for me when I was young. One of the stipulations is that my only job is to improve my craft until my father is satisfied.”

“Wow,” she said through a mouthful of biscuit. “He sounds like a real hard-ass.”

Her insensitivity bothered me, but I tried my best not to show it. “No. I love my father. He’s just… very single-minded. Alchemy is everything to him, just as it was for my grandfather. He wants to make sure our family legacy is continued.”

“Oh? You’re an only child, right? I guess you’re expected to pass that on to your kids, too.”

That statement touched a raw nerve, and I pursed my lips tightly. My grip failed me, and I spilled some of my coffee on myself, then swore under my breath. They were words in the elven tongue that I was certain Rayna didn’t speak, but her surprised facial expression told me she understood the sentiment. Ever since I’d left home and set out on my own, the only thing my mother cared about was when I would marry and give her grandchildren. It led us to many a heated argument when I would try to evade the conversation. It reached the point where I didn’t like to visit my own parents anymore.

She gave me a moment to compose myself before continuing. “I guess that was the wrong thing to say.”

My mind swam with a dozen different emotions, most of them unpleasant. Just thinking about the subject made my chest feel tight and my breath short. “It’s complicated. Can we talk about something else?”

Rayna shifted in her chair and looked down into her coffee cup. Everything was awkward and uncomfortable, and it was my fault. If there was one thing that I resented my parents for, it was sheltering me as a child. I had no idea how to relate to people without it turning into an argument or an awkward silence.

She took a sip of her coffee and then set it down with a soft clink on the table. “Well… what do you want to do? You do seem excited by the arcane, just like me.”

Thankful to return to a more comforting subject, I gave her a small smile, just a slight curl at the corners of my mouth. “I do love it. I’m not just doing it for my father, if that’s what you mean. He sells his services to others. Alchemy has a lot of practical purposes. He deals with fey only, though. I would love to work with humans and show them that magic is not something to be feared. Maybe show them that elves don’t need to be feared, either.”

“That sounds lovely. I’m sorry people can be so closed-minded. I love magic and want to learn more myself, but… after this week, I’m starting to wonder if maybe a little bit of fear is warranted.”

I knew what she meant. As long as elves like Ixion existed and caused trouble for the humans, it would be difficult to convince people that we weren’t unknowable monsters. Part of me wanted to blame humans for being ignorant and projecting such a small sample of our kind onto the whole of fey, but then I quickly realized the irony of that thought.

“And you? I know you inherited the shop from your grandfather, but you’ve never really told me how you learned your talents.”

Her face lit up as her spirits lifted. I knew that talking about the occult was guaranteed to engage her. “Grandpa was the best. When I was little, I used to follow him around and ask him what he was doing while he poked around for weeds in the forest. He was always gathering ingredients for some new project, and he would show me little tricks where he could conjure puffs of coloured smoke or make water flow backwards. It didn’t come easily to him, but I ate it up. I think he liked that because the rest of my family thought he was weird for dabbling in that stuff.”

Her expression darkened just a little. “After he passed… I took over the store for him, and I kept reading. Everything I’ve learned, I’ve more or less self-taught myself.”

I nodded thoughtfully. That explained why she had some trouble with pronunciation yesterday, if she’d only ever read the words in a book. I was impressed that she’d come as far as she had with no teacher.

Filled with sudden motivation, I stood up. “I have an idea.”

“Oh?”

“Let’s go back to my place. I’m going to teach you some important skills that you’ll need if you’re going to help me deal with a dark elf.”

[avocad1sh0w0]

Scar went to his own room, changing his clothes and laying down, the rain pouring outside the windows, yet all Scar could think of was the small avian and his beautiful wings, he was told by him he had the privilege of being able to see, as he always hid his wings, he felt something different, his mind, no matter what, always wandering to the blond avian he decided to contact his friend Cub, taking his communicator out and pressing his contact

-Cub-

You: Hey Cub, are you still up? I need your help with something....

Cub: Yeah, what do you need?

You: Do you happen to know Grian the kingdom's tailor?

Cub: Yes actually, why?

Cub: Have you met him?

You: We met this morning and ended up talking until nightfall, but he fell asleep, he's currently sleeping in the guest suite, did you know he was an avian?

Cub: Wait really?! Uh, no I didn't, he must be really careful then, there's a lot of avian hunters in the kingdom, anyway, why are you asking me about him?

Cub: Don't tell me......

You: Heh........

Cub: YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HIM!!!!!!

You: I wouldn't say I'm in love with him, it's just....... I don't know, but no matter about what I'm thinking, my mind will always wander to him......

Cub: Oh my Lord, THAT MEANS YOU LIKE HIM, YOU MORON, Jesus Christ, what are you not understanding about this

You: He's probably straight anyway

Cub: No he's totally not, he might be anything, but straight is not one of them

You: How do you know?

Cub: He has a best friend, Mumbo Jumbo, and they're always jokingly flirting, even cuz Mumbo's dating Iskall, he told me he's the third wheel when they're together

You: Oh....... Do you think I have any chances with him though?

Cub: I really can't answer that, Scar, but, try hanging out with him, discover what he likes to do, maybe ask him out.

You: I'll try, thanks Cub, I don't know what I'd do without you

Cub: No problem, good night!

You: Good night...

He closed his communicator, maybe Cub was right, he'll try that tomorrow, for now, all he can do is try to relax and sleep, closing his eyes he fell asleep almost instantly.

Oh how he wish he hadn't

He woke up to the sound of things (mostly metal) falling and an angry cat outside his door, desperately getting up and leaving his room, just to see Jellie scratching the door, that once opened, started walking towards Grian's room, he walked there, but before he could react the door busted open by the avian boy, who had a few bloody cuts on his face, his wings were puffed up, sweat beads running down his face

"Come back here...... Birdie~ you don't want to go the difficult way~"

A voice said, soon revealing themselves, though he was masked, he knew it was one of the kingdom hunters "Merriott! Stop right there!" Scar shouted, his raspy voice echoing through the large hallway "Y-y-your majesty, y-you see, there was a beast sleeping in one of the room of the castle! My job is to protect you s-sir!" He stuttered, by now, the guards had heard the ruckus and got there, surrounding the hunter

"Guards! Take him to the dungeon, during the morning, he'll be executed. Privately. No one must know about Grian being an avian, just because of scum bags like him"

The venom in his voice could kill someone, clearly, the guards chained Merriott, pulling him to the dungeons, he will get what he deserves, by sunrise, he'll be dead.....

Scar turned to Grian, who was still sobbing quietly, petting Jellie, who seemed to enjoy the affection she was getting, walking closer, he kneeled down "Are you okay? C'mon let's get you patched up." He helped the boy get up, Grian was limping besides the young king, his cane clicking along the corridors, like some kind of sweet melody.

When they got to the nurse's office, Scar helped the blond sit down on one of the beds, picking up a med kit, as all of the nurses were sleeping at this hour in the morning, when they were done, Grian dared to speak "S-sorry for the mess I caused your majesty, I'll clean it up, by morning, I'll be gone, my sister was already warned about me staying here for the night, but I fear I'll have to be on my way back" Scar was somewhat surprised, yet something in him made him feel sad about Grian leaving.

The young boy got out the office, making his way to the guest room were he stayed, cleaning everything, with a bit of difficulty, by the time he was done, it was already morning, he out on his robe, folding his wings carefully, picking up his bag and sliding the shoulder strap over his shoulder and across his chest, walking to the main entrance of the castle, it was very quiet, the only sounds being the clicks of the butlers and maids shoes "Hey, Grian. Mind if I take you to your house?" Grian almost jumped at the voice, turning sideways, he saw the king "Good morning your majesty, I wouldn't mind at all, though, I'm certain you have better things to do, I can make my way there by myself, although, thank you for the invite" he calmly replied, turning back to the doors "Please, I insist. After all that happened during nighttime, I'll go with you to make sure nothing happens again" and with that Scar pulled a carriage for both of them, telling the butler where they were going, getting inside and parting towards the town.

During the trip Scar felt a weight in his shoulder, hearing soft snores, he turned to Grian who was fast asleep, poor boy, must haven't gotten any sleep last night after all the ruckus, he felt his heart going crazy, though, he didn't show at all...

Maybe he was in love with the small avian.....

What do you think, finally finished part 3

It wasn't as long as the other parts, but I'll try harder next time to write something longer, it's just that I haven't been getting much sleep recently, and I'm lacking motivation, so if you have any ideas for the next part or any other fanfics please tell me and I'll do my best to make them!

Okay, listen to me

Tailor!Grian and King!Scar

And a small idea I had (I might make it in my Wattpad one-shot book)

Grian's a very known tailor in the Hermitcraft Kingdom, for his excellent quality clothes.

(though he's not the richest, living in a Small cottage near the lush cave with his sister - Pearl - )

Of course, that by having such fame in the kingdom, his name wouldn't escape the king's ears, he have heard many people, from the castle and from the village, talk about his work, and he's been presented to some of his clothes, but, he never met the mastermind behind these beautiful robes and dresses, so he decided to invite the man to the castle, and that's what he did.

Grian did not, never ever in his life, expected to be invited to the castle, so when the letter arrived, he couldn't believe his own eyes, but, who was he to deny such generous invite, he didn't have anything royal-worthy to wear, but he tried his best, a white tank top, pirate-like pants, black boots and a robe to cover his wings, as only close friends knew about them.

He decided to go via horse, which was way faster than walking for almost an hour or two, you could easily tell that he was anxious about it, what If the king called him for something more serious, was he in trouble, did his sister got in trouble, he was so lost in thought that he nearly didn't notice that he had arrived, he got of his horse, who got taken to the stables and was led inside by a butler.

There he was, in front of the king himself, he kneeled down, lowering his head to the floor, as the king spoke "So? Are you the tailor the whole kingdom talks about?" His blood froze "Y-Yes your majesty, that is me, the name's Grian, i-it's a pleasure to meet you, your majesty, though if I dare say, I think saying that the whole kingdom talks about is a bit of an exaggeration" Grian cursed himself for stuttering In front of the king "There's no need for such formalities, just call me Scar, and I've been in the village multiple times, and everytime I overhear the villagers talking about the quality of your work, you must be really good, please, come with me, I wanted to talk to you" Grian slowly followed the king, walking behind him at all times, not daring to say a single word if so.

Scar was somewhat shocked when he saw Grian, he expected the man to be taller and have a robust yet agile body; he's totally the contrary, Grian's short and fragile structure surprised the king, he could barely notice the various bandages around his fingers, but the most noticeable thing was the volume on the back of his robe, it was disproportional to the front, and he knew that the shorter male had a great posture, but he decided to ask about it later, they walked to the garden, where they stopped as Scar sat on the soft grass, wondering if Grian would sit along with him....

Should I continue this? I'm writing this at 1:00am almost, so there might be some typos (and because English is not my first language) and if I ever continue this, what could be the name of the au?

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Pervert!

Sub!Ghost x FemDom!Reader

"No Farah! We don't like eachother like that okay? We're just friends"

"You always tell me that! Yet you stare at him like you're about to devour him at every meeting we have"

Well she's not wrong, Ghost has always had your heart since you joined TF 141, sometimes you even think that you joined TF 141 just for him, but yeah no, Price, your brother, forced you to join the 141 because he needed more "manpower".

"I do not! It's just..... How I stare at people in general"

"You have no hope Lieutenant"

After a long day of work you decided to head to your room to change into a more comfortable pair of clothes, maybe relax and listen to some music.

You search your drawers for a comfortable pair of panties but can't seem to find your favorite ones, maybe you left them in the wash?

You quickly put on a some shorts and head down to the laundry room, searching in the women's section for your underwear, but it's nowhere to be found. Maybe Farah had them?

Jogging to her room you knock three times and almost she immediately answers, "Oh hey (y/n), what's the matter?"

"I know this might be a weird question but did you take any of my underwear?"

"Uhh no, not that I remember of, why?, you missing some?"

"Yeahh you know that really comfortable pair? I literally can't find it, and I've checked everywhere, but it's fine I'll use a different one, thanks Farah"

You both share your goodbyes and you leave, but you decide to go tell Price that you're headed to bed, due to his bad habit of barging into your room without knocking and most of the time, he ends up waking you up from your peaceful sleep.

Luckily his room was right next to Ghost's, and just as you walk past it, you hear something from Ghost's room, it sounded like...whimpers? You decide to ignore it and bother your brother instead.

But before you head back to your room you decide to knock on Ghost's door, just to see what he's up to.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

"Simon? You okay?"

Silence....... Nothing but silence.....

His door slightly creeks open.

"Miss Price?" His voice low, almost sounds like he's been crying.

"Hey, um, are you okay?" You look down at his legs, they're shaking, almost unable to keep himself up.

"Y-yeah just um, a little tired, but I'm fine"

"Can I come in?"

Hesitating, but finally agreeing to let you in his room, you politely walk in, making sure not to step on anything important.

His room was quite a mess, clothes all over the floor, cables as well.

"I'm sorry about the, mess, I've been very busy lately and I've hadn't had enough time to clean up" he confesses.

You stay silent, nodding your head to say that it's fine, but then something caught your eye, something grey, that something was your underwear.

What was it doing in Simon's room!?

You decided not to ask him about it, and just ended up asking if you could sleep in his room tonight because "your room was too far away and you didn't feel like walking all the way there"

He agreed, and soon after, you fell asleep, Simon silently watching you as you slept, his heart pounding, such a pretty girl in his bed, sleeping so peacefully, he didn't dare bother you and he ended up taking pictures of you, little did he know, you weren't fully asleep yet.

The next morning, when you woke up, Simon was right there next to you, dead asleep, you decided to wait until he woke up to confront him.

20 minutes later, and he finally decides to wake up, you hop off the bed, and stand up ready to confront him.

The moment he stands up, he's instantly pushed up against the wall, feet barely off the ground.

"So you really think I'm just gonna ignore my underwear on the floor? Or the fact that you took pictures of me in my sleep? What are you, some kind of pervert!?"

He was too stunned to answer, well more like too aroused, the woman he was hoping to be dominated by, pushing him against the wall and off the floor just turned him on, and so out of nowhere he answers you with a simple "f-fuck y-yes"

Shocked by his own words, he put his hand over his mouth to keep himself shut.

Slowly but surely you realized that, he wanted this.

So you teased him, you threw him onto the bed, standing in between his spread legs, you put your hands next to his head, lifting his head, he goes in for a kiss but you dodged, and end up kissing his jawline, then down to his neck, you slowly lift and remove his black tee, revealing his toned body.

You start from his shoulders, biting and sucking slowly leaving dark hickeys all over, then you go down to under his ribcage, leaving small but delicate kisses, then you reach the more sensitive parts of him.

His waist was quite a sweet spot, one small hickey or kiss and you'd hear the most cutest whimper from him. You looked up at him for permission to take his pants off, he slowly nodded, slightly out of breath.

After taking off his pants, you noticed the bulge in his boxers, "my~ already hard for me?"

He grew even harder after hearing your statment

"Don't worry darling, I'll help you"

You took off his boxers, revealing his massive hard-on, you wrap your hand around it and started pumping your hand up and down.

Ghost couldn't keep himself quiet, moans and high-pitched whimpers escaped him, you used your free hand to keep him quiet.

God he looked hot like this, toned stomach covered with sweat and a little bit of pre-cum, hand over his mouth with muffled moans escaping him.

With how much louder he got, the closer his orgasm was.

"C-cuming! God f-fuck!"

The moment you heard that, you stopped.

"No! N-no! Why di-d you s-stop?"

Small tears left his eyes

"Do you deserve to cum hmm?"

He aggressively nodded, desperate for his release.

"Then beg for it"

Taking your hand of his mouth, he instantly spoke.

"G-god f-fuck please! Just let me cum Mo-mommy! I need it so m-much! Just please!~"

Convinced, you put your hand over his mouth again and continued to pump his cock faster than before.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck! Cum-Cuming! aH!"

"Oh god, thank you, thank you!"

Finally calming down from his high, you spoke coldly

"Come on, we still have work to do Simon."

A small whimper leaving him, as his legs are still twitching.

[nctsplug02]

Pleaseeee i beg you again mark with nipple sucking habit please please pleaseeee i really love it when you write them pleaseeeee 😭😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

[4:36am]

genre: smutish, fluff, humor

It was Marks birthday and the boys wanted him to drink, they had him take 23 shots to equal it with his age.

You watched from afar, you were afraid they’d ask you to join them and you were a lightweight so you were good.

They all decided to leave at four, leaving you alone with your drunk boyfriend. “Oh boy.” You whispered under your breath as the drunk youngster rambled, trying to rap as fast as he could.

“Yuh, pink lemonade, yeah, oh, boya, y’know how it is right, yeah, uh, get it, mhm, yeah.” You giggled, he was always a cutie especially when drunk.

“Mark, lets head to bed.” He looks up at you with a disgusted look. “Excuse, ma’am, if my girlfriend saw you touching me, she’d kick you right in the asshole.” He slaps a hand over his mouth with an exaggerated gasp. “Did I just say asshole—?” He slaps his hand against his mouth again.

You fluff out his messy hair, a wide grin written across your lips. “Mark, you’re drunk, you need to rest.” He moves his head back, his body nearly tipping off the chair. “Yo, I gotta girl so you need to back up right now or, or, um, she’s gonna kick your.. butt! Ha! I didn’t swear this time!” He cackles to himself.

You shake your head, rubbing your temples from being stressed. “And only my girlfriend can touch me. Are you my girlfriend, nooo, that’s what I thought lady, oohhh.” Mark cheers for himself.

You cup his face. “Mark, listen to me,” his cheering quiets down. “I am your girlfriend.” You say slowly so he’d process it. “Really?” He squints his eyes suspiciously and you nod. “So, does that mean I can.. like..” he leans in and whispers, “touch your boobies?” You laugh pushing him away from your ear.

“You can—,” you get interrupted by his cheering.

“I can?!” He gasps excitedly and starts cheering.

“—but! But! Mark, listen. You have to get ready for bed—,” and he takes off.

The chair that he once sat on, nearly toppling to the floor. The heavy footsteps of the drunk boy running upstairs, you could hear as he cheered and jumped onto the bed.

“Oh mark.” You sighed and shook your head.

——

You had cleaned up the mess that mark and the other guys had left and it took a while so when you got to the room, Mark was dead asleep on the bed. He was in his dinosaur boxers and his black t-shirt.

You decided to not wake him and fell asleep next to him.

——

You woke up to something suck on your right nipple, something swirled around your nipple and the other nipple was being pulled and pinched at.

You creaked your eyes open and looked down to see Mark laying on his tummy and peacefully sucking on your nipple.

“Mark?” He looks up at you and smiles with his eyes. “What’re you doing?” He pulls off and tilts his head. “It’s my birthday week and you said I could do whatever I wanted.” He says and leans down, flicking his tongue on your nipple like he would to your clit whenever eating you out.

Nipple sucking instantly became one of his kinks when one of his friend said it was addicting. He friend, jaehyun, had told him and the others how his boyfriend allowed him to suck on his nipple and ever since jaehyun had been addicted to sucking his boyfriends nipple.

Mark came home and tried it and he melted, his lips and tongue molded perfectly around your nipples.

You had remembered this one time where it was your birthday and you had told mark that he could have a day where he could do anything he wanted to you and the whole night he sucked on your tit until it was bruised and numb. You went to work the next day with sore tits.

Marks favorite body part on you is definitely your tits, he loves your tits but especially your nipples, they were definitely his favorite.

——

a/n: there wasn’t too much of the nipple sucking part but um.. yeah, stream favorite :)

[folklorelise]

The cadets are turned into kids and think you and Levi are their parents (2)

Here is PART 2 of this!

MASTERLIST

— You were mad at them.

Since the cadets turned into kids you were more stressed than usual – between taking care of them all, doing your paperwork in time and helping Hange with theirs, it was a lot. Adding to this, your sleeping hours were cut in half as well due to kids never sleeping. You were overwhelmed and on edge, ready to snap at any moment.

“Levi,” you called him after lunch, “can you watch over the kids for a few hours? I–.” you took a deep breath, “I just have to take a bath and rest a little bit… it won’t be long!”

“Of course, take your time.” Levi kissed your forehead before leaving your room.

Levi went to the children’s room while you went to relax a bit.

“Where’s mommy?” Eren asked when Levi came in alone.

“She’ll come later.”

“I want mommy now!” Jean shouted frowning.

“Stop whining or she won’t come here at all.” Levi told them which made them all shut up.

They continued to play together when Jean came to Levi. He struggled to climb on the couch but succeeded and sat on Levi’s lap. He turned around so he could face Levi and asked.

“When is mommy coming here?”

“I don’t know.” Levi answered calmly.

“Play with us then!” Jean pouted. “Come with us.” Jean stood on Levi’s lap when Levi ignored him.

“No. Sit down or leave.” Levi told him in a harsh tone. “No, don’t cry.” Levi’s voice softened when he saw Jean’s tears. “I’ll come and play ok? Just… don’t cry.” Levi stood up with Jean in his arms.

For a few hours, Levi had to play dolls with the kids who were really into it – imagining complex stories, doing voices etc. It was dinner time when they all started to get tired of playing.

“Where’s mommy?” Armin asked shyly.

“Aren’t you all hungry?” Levi quickly changed the subject.

“Yay!” they all shouted.

“I’ll go grab something to eat then, don’t move.” Levi ordered before leaving the room.

When Levi left the room, Eren stood up and told the others that he was going to look for you. Sasha, Connie, Mikasa and Armin were against the idea knowing that Levi would not be happy about it, then there was Jean who agreed with Eren.

“Fine, we’ll leave without you!” Eren opened the door with difficulty.

Mikasa quickly followed Eren and Jean as well as Armin because lately, Armin got the habit of following or imitating Jean. Wherever Jean went, Armin would follow – whatever Jean was doing, Armin would do the same. Jean felt irritated when Armin follow or copied him, but he never said anything. He did once – the first time – and Armin cried which made Jean felt bad and he swore never to make Armin cry again.

“Where is mommy?” Armin asked.

“I don’t know.” Eren said.

“Just go to her room.” Mikasa commented.

They all run to your room and it was not locked. You were trying to sleep in your bed after a few hours of work when you suddenly heard the kids yelling.

“Mommy!” Jean yelled, jumping in your bed.

Meanwhile, Levi immediately regretted his decision when he came back to only two kids out of six. He asked them where the rest of them went and Sasha told him that they were looking for you. Levi took them with him and directly went to your room. Armin and Mikasa were clinging onto you while Jean and Eren were shouting and jumping on the bed.

“Stop jumping on the bed or you’ll break it!” you desperately tried to stop them.

“Eren! Jean! Stop.” Levi ordered in a harsh tone which made them immediately stop. “Y/N,” Levi said more softly, “are you ok?”

“Is mommy sick?” Sasha asked.

“No.” you said.

“Then come play us!” Eren shouted.

“Stop screaming.” you warned him. “And let go of me.” you told Armin and Mikasa but none of them listened to you.

“Kids, come here and let’s go.” Levi tried.

“NO!” Eren shouted loudly, “MOMMY! Come play with us!”

“Mommy!” Jean joined Eren.

“Stop calling me that!” you shouted back which made everyone shut up, “I am not your mother so all of you… just –.” you felt tears falling down, “stop.”

“Mommy?” Mikasa whispered worried.

“I heard shouting outside.” Erwin came in. “What’s happening?” he asked worried.

“Take the kids with you.” Levi said. “And close the door please.”

Erwin did not questioned Levi’s request and took the kids with him in his office. None of the kids wanted to leave you, but Erwin easily took them in his arms. Levi walked to you and wrapped his arms around you.

“Hey, it’s ok.” Levi murmured. “Let’s sit down.”

Levi brought you to bed and sat next you and let you cry on his shoulder. He would just hold you close to him until you stopped crying.

“I feel like shit.” you sobbed. “The kids probably hate me by now too.”

“They don’t.”

“Did you hear what I said? Th-they’re kids! And I- I just yelled at them.” you lamented, “I am the worst mother ever, and they’re not even my real kids!”

“I’m sure everything will work out.”

Erwin on his way to his office with the children saw Hange and brought them with him. Erwin, with Hange’s help, tried to cheer the kids up but they would not stop crying – they wanted to be with you and Levi.

“Is mommy going to leave us?” Armin sobbed.

“No!” Erwin said quickly.

“Y/N, she loves you all very much.” Hange said. “But you have to understand that she was… mh… very tired and she had a lot of work to do.”

“And sometimes,” Erwin continued, “you just have to let that person alone.”

“We have to leave mommy?” Connie asked.

“Yes,” Hange said, “but not forever. It would just be for a day so she can rest.”

“Is mommy not going to be our mommy because we made her upset?” Jean asked shyly.

“No, of course not.” Erwin reassured them. “I’m sure she’ll come back soon.”

Erwin and Hange stayed with the kids until night before Levi came in to put them to bed. Once they cleaned up and changed, they all went to bed without protest.

“Ok, I’ll turn off the lights.” Levi walked out.

“Daddy.” Armin called him before he closed the door, “Is mommy not going to say goodnight to us?”

“She’s n –.” Levi thought about it, “I’ll go and ask her.”

Levi came back to your room and you were already laying in bed, comfortably installed under the blanket. Levi sat next to you and rested his head on your stomach.

“The kids want to see you.”

“Aren’t they upset?” you worried, putting your hand through his hair.

“No, they’re just… they want to see you.”

“I should go then.” you stood up. “I’ll be right back.” you kissed him before leaving.

You walked very quickly toward the kids room and when you opened the door, you noticed they were all still up even though the lights were off. Sasha was the first one to see you and she jumped out of the bed to hug you.

“Hey.” you smiled, kneeling down. “Aren’t you sleepy?”

“No.” Sasha smiled.

“Let’s go back to bed alright?”

You sat down on the bed next to all the kids – they were all staring at you, waiting for you to talk first.

“I’m sorry about what happened earlier.” you apologised. “I should never have yelled at you kids.”

“Don’t stop being my mommy please.” Eren frowned.

“We’re sorry mommy.” Jean said with teary eyes.

“No don’t be.” you comforted them, “I love you all very much.” you smiled.

You opened your arms and they all came to hug you, smiling and happy.

— They sleep between you two — captain dad and squad leader mum.

Armin:

Armin had a nightmare about you leaving for an expedition and not coming back to him. He had Levi coming back devastated and not talking to him or anyone. A stranger – someone from your squad – had to tell him the news that you were never coming back. He woke up panicked and ran to your room. You and Levi agreed that the doors to your room would always be opened if there were any problems.

“Mommy! Daddy!” Armin came in crying.

“Armin?” Levi woke up. “Hey what’s wrong?” he put Armin between you too.

“What’s wrong?” you asked still half asleep.

“Mommy!” Armin cried next to you which woke you up instantly.

“What happened?” you panicked. “Armin, it’s ok.” you patted his head, “I’m here.”

“You didn’t come back.” Armin sobbed.

“What?” you whispered looking at Levi.

“I don’t know.” Levi mouthed.

“Armin,” you wiped his tears away, “what happened?”

“Bad dream.” Armin sobbed harder. “You were n-not here and daddy was s-sad! An-and he wasn’t w-with me!”

“Armin, it’s ok.” you reassured him, “I’m here and daddy’s here too.”

Levi laid on the bed and put Armin next to him. You took the blanket and put it on the three of you and soon enough, Armin calmed down and fell back asleep. In the morning, Armin was found to be sleeping on top of Levi, with his hand resting on Armin’s back so he would not fall.

“This is too much for my heart.” you whispered to yourself.

Jean:

Jean had been feeling slightly sick for the past couple of days but did not tell anyone. He stayed in bed when it was time to eat dinner and you were worried at first which made you bring him dinner but he was asleep already. You brought back the tray and gave it to the kids who were not against the idea of eating more.

Jean woke up in the middle of the night, still slightly sick and extremely hungry. He discreetly go out of bed and went to your room. When Jean came in, he noticed lights were still on – Levi was still awake, probably working.

“Daddy?” Jean asked timidly. Which startled Levi.

“What are you still doing up at this hour?” Levi whispered, scared to wake you up.

“I’m hungry.” Jean admitted.

“Come here.” Levi put away his papers.

Levi took him in his arms and put him on the bed between you two which woke you up.

“Mh. What’s wrong?” you mumbled.

Jean turned his head toward Levi so he could answer for him.

“Jean’s hungry.” Levi said.

“Mh – I’m up.” you dragged yourself out of bed slowly. “I’m going to bring you some food alright?” you patted Jean’s head and noticed his forehead was a little hot. “Are you sick Jean?” you asked worried.

“No.” Jean answered.

“Jean, don’t lie. Are you sick?” Levi asked again.

“I don’t know.” Jean said looking at his hands playing with the blanket.

“Jean,” you said softly, “it’s ok. I’ll go and bring some hot tea too alright?”

You went to the kitchen and prepared some food and started to boil some water as well. You took two cups – one for Jean and another for Levi - and poured some water in it with the tea leafs. You put the smashed potatoes and the vegetables on a plate and put everything on a tray before going back to your room. Levi started to feed Jean while you prepared a cold towel for Jean.

“Jean, what did you forget earlier?” Levi said when you came back.

“Thank you mommy!” Jean smiled.

“You’re welcome baby.” you smiled back.

When Jean finished eating, Levi offered to cleaned it up while you put Jean to sleep. You thanked him and went back to bed. You put the cold towel on Jean’s forehead and laid next to him.

“You can sleep now.” you rest your hand on Jean stomach.

“Good night mommy.”

“Good night.”

“Good night daddy!” Jean said when Levi came back to bed.

Eren:

Just like Armin, Eren had a nightmare that night. When he first woke up, he tried to go back to sleep because he did not want to bother you nor Levi. But after thirty minutes of trying, he went to your bedroom. This time, both of you were asleep.

Eren hesitated a second about whether he should wake you up or not. He quickly decided not to and laid on the floor. Levi woke up not too long after Eren came in because he was thirsty. He only noticed Eren’s presence when he came back from the kitchen.

“Y/N.” Levi whispered

“Mmh?”

“Eren’s on the ground.”

“Mh.” you mumbled, “What?” you asked again a minutes later – your eyes wide open.

“Look.” Levi pointed at Eren.

“What is he doing on the ground?”

“I don’t know.”

“Bring him here.” you told Levi.

“You do it.” Levi argued.

“I’ll wake him up.”

“And I won’t?”

“You never did when I used to fell asleep in your office.” you reminded him.

“Fine.”

Levi miraculously brought Eren on the bed without waking him up and put him between you two. During the night, Eren ended up on Levi’s left side meaning Levi was in the middle. While he had his arms around Eren – so he would not fall – you had yours around Levi.

— Sasha and Connie would often sneak out and sleep with you and Levi.

— Mikasa never did. When she had nightmares she would only hug her teddy bear closer. She was scared to bother you. Once she did wake Sasha up and slept closer to her.

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Shorter Stories

— Mikasa was known to be always quiet – she was afraid to bother people especially you or Levi. Even when she was hurt, she would stay quiet. Once during a meeting, she accidentality cut herself with a piece of paper. It was Eren, ten minutes later who had to tell you.

“Next time, you tell me immediately ok?” you told Mikasa as you cleaned the cut.

“I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

“You had to leave for me.” Mikasa explained.

“You are more important than the meeting, so next time just tell me alright?”

Mikasa only nodded and followed you back to the meeting.

— Jean is known to be a momma’s boy – he would always stay with you and play with you rather than Levi. He often cried when you had to leave without them. He loved to be held by you, he knew how to walk perfectly, but he would rather stay with you.

“Stop spoiling him.” Levi would often say to you.

“I can’t help it. Jean is adorable!”

When others were watching over the kids, you were the one Jean would be asking for, not Levi which surprised you when Hange came because Jean hurt himself while playing.

“Jean’s at the infirmary – nothing serious though!” Hange quickly added.

“I’ll go.” you stood up.

“Mh…” Hange stopped you, “he asked for Levi.”

“Are you sure?” you asked them.

“Yes.”

“Oh,” you gasped dramatically, “did you hear that?”

“What?” Levi asked ready to leave.

“My heart being broken by that kid.” you threw yourself back to bed.

When Jean got better, he immediately came back to you. You tried to be mad at Jean – in a playful way – but when you saw him nearly crying, you apologised and let him stay with you.

— The kids were staying with you in the morning, and it was decided that Levi would watch them after lunch because you had work to do with your squad. You were holding Eren in your arms and he refused to let go of you when Levi arrived.

“I want to stay with mommy please!” Eren cried holding onto you.

“Eren,” you calmed him down, “I will be back really quick, I promise.”

“Noo!” Eren cried as Levi took him.

Eren was desperately trying to hold your arms, but Levi was swift. Eren leaned over and grabbed your hair and pulled it which made you scream and lose your balance.

“Eren!” Levi yelled putting him down. “Y/N, are you ok?” he knelt down.

“I’m fine.” you reassured him, “it’s ok.”

“Mommy?” Eren hesitated.

“Eren,” Levi started, “go to your room with the others.” but Eren did not move, “right now!” Levi ordered.

“Levi.” you put your hands on his face, “I’m ok.” you turned to Eren who was now crying silently. “Eren, it’s ok, I’m fine.”

“’M sorry mommy!”

“It’s ok, now go with daddy and listen to him ok?”

Eren nodded and took Levi’s hand and left.

“Sorry daddy.” Eren sobbed.

“Mh.” Levi answered. “Don’t ever do that again am I clear?”

“Never!”

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Short HCs:

— Sasha’s birthday happened that year when they were still kids. You all baked a cake together.

— Connie would often draw pictures of you all as a family during meetings.

— Erwin loved staying with the kids. He would often put them to bed.

— Hange loved the kids too – they would always play with them outside with Moblit, Mike and Nanaba.

PART 3 (coming soon)

[unluckyhoneybee]

I have a request for Mick's series 👉👈🥺

These past weeks we have been bombarded with pics of the drivers holding babies and kids. I've read mini Norris and stuff.

Could you write something about Mick dealing with kids and bff's reaction 😉💙

Part 15. Best friends to Lovers MASTERLIST.

Notes: This is a petition for KMag and Haas to put Laura and Mick together in a room.

You had stayed at the hotel for a couple of more hours than Mick. He had to go early to the circuit because he had a meeting.

When you arrived, everyone welcomed you nicely, pretty used to having you around.

"Gary? Have you seen Mick?" You asked the engineer.

"It's on the back with Kevin and some more people"

"Okay, thank you!"

You went to the back of the hospitality, seen a group of people sitting around a table.

"Hey, your lady arrived" Kevin said.

When Mick turned around, you gasped. Baby Laura Magnussen was sitting on his lap happily playing with the necklace he was wearing. You smiled and felt your cheeks blushing.

"Hey, YN!"

"Hi!" You said to the people around the table.

"Say hi to YN, Laura" Mick said grabbing her tiny hand and helping her saying hello.

"Hi Laura" You tickled the kid's belly and she smiled.

"She wants to steal your boyfriend" Louise (Kevin's wife) said with a smile.

Mick blushed and you kissed his cheek.

"Does she?"

"She is so smitten"

Laura lift her hands and grabbed Mick's cheeks. He made a funny face and the kid laughed.

"I understand her, I get like that when I see a pretty boy too" You said it knowing exactly what you were doing to Mick.

Kevin and Louise laughed at your boyfriend's reaction, and Laura seeing all of you laughing, chuckled too.

"It's good to know that we have a sitter for the weekend" Kevin joked.

The weekend went good and Laura was Mick shadow the whole time. It was so cute and funny to see the little kid following Mick everywhere he went.

Mick was the sweetest with her, speaking with a soft voice and making her laugh. He also let her get in his car, making Kevin a bit jealous.

"You are cute with kids." I said coming closer to him and Laura. He was leaning over the halo and the kid was looking all around the seat.

He was blushing.

"Don't be embarrassed, Mickey. It's not bad" You pinched his cheek.

Laura lift her arms and made grabby hands at him.

"Oh she loves you"

"She is really nice"

You chuckled a bit.

Mick got her in his arms and she smiled.

"We should invite them over sometimes. I love seeing you with her"

"We should yes."

"Laura! It's time to have dinner!" Her mum said. You saw Mick's eyes lightning up and you smiled. "I think you should feed her Mick, she won't even look at me."

I laughed with her.

"Can I?"

Oh shit. He was the cutest.

"Yeah, Mick"

To see Mick feeding Laura almos knock you out. You took a million photos and sent them to Gina and Corinna.

"Oops. Be careful, Laura." He said when the kid accidentally dropped some food. He instantly cleaned it.

Your face hurt from smiling so much. He was a natural.

Louise and Kevin had notice your happiness.

"You should have mini Schumachers..."Kevin said.

Mick's head shot up looking at you.

"It's too soon, Kevin. I'm still in uni. But look at him. He would be such a good dad" You said making Mick blush once again.

He would roll his eyes laughing.

Baby Laura even fell asleep on Mick's arms during the team's dinner.

"Do you think I will be a good dad?" He asked softly trying to not wake up the blondie in his arms.

"I think you will be a wonderful dad, Mickey" You kisses his cheek and he looked at you. You kissed then his lips and smiled. "You have my ovaries jumping up and down"

"Shit, YN..." He said laughing.

The kid woke up startled, but he rocked her gently and she got comfortable soon.

"You are such a natural, babe"