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angel-of-the-moons · 11 months ago

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I need to make a request where dom!reader pegs sub!Johnny Cage, I need him so bad its not even funny anymore

Pegging Johnny? In my house? It's more likely than you think!

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Johnny Cage x Fem!Reader

TW/CW: NSFW, smut, sex toys, pegging, cumshot, Johnny whines when he's pegged you can't change my mind, slight spanking, recording, mentions of handcuffs, plugs, vibrators, fisting

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: pls don't look at me because of those tags asdfghjkl

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Johnny Cage was many things. An actor, a fighter, a champion, and now a director.

But there was one thing you knew he was that you were sure nobody else did--even his ex-wife, Cris--was that Johnny Cage was a bottom.

The energy this man exuded, the charisma and confidence would make anybody think that he was the boss in the bedroom.

But nope.

It was you.

Oh, how Johnny loved it when you would cuff his hands to the bed and just edge him for hours, especially if you straddled his thighs while he had a plug in--a pretty little shiny one with a cute green gem in the base--and you had some sort of vibrating implement to his cock.

Double that if you used one of those vibrating stroking toys.

But something you hadn't even thought about, surprisingly... was pegging. Let alone filming the two of you while you did it. You'd heard too many horror stories of celebrity sex tapes being leaked online and you weren't sure you could handle the thought of you (and Johnny) in such a vulnerable position.

The tabloids would eat you both up.

But having Johnny sit at the edge of your bed, shirtless, wearing sweats that hung far too low on his hips, sporting a rather happy and aching erection; and in his hand was a strap and a harness he ordered online, his phone in the other.

"So... Like. Cris would never humor me with this sort of thing. She didn't like it, but I thought if I brought it up with you..." He said.

And, god, his face has the cutest, most ridiculous set of puppy dog eyes he's tried with you yet. He almost made you cave instantly.

Almost.

"Johnny." You sigh, rubbing your forehead as you looked down at him. "Honey, I mean the dildo is one thing, but the camera?"

"Okay, I can totally take this." He said, shaking said object in his hand.

He changes it up and wiggles his phone instead, now. "And this? The video will just be for me n' you, Kitten. I promise. I'm really just gonna keep it when I need you but you're not with me. Like on set."

You couldn't help but chuckle at him with a huff. Yeah, of course he masturbated while on set. Johnny was the kind of guy to do that, after all.

"And how do you know you can take it, hm?" You ask, pointing to the dildo.

He makes a sideways grin and tilts his head, looking off to the side. "Well..."

"Johnny..."

"Okay, okay!" He laughed, leaning back on his elbows, his sweats stretching and emphasizing the outline of his dick. Your eyes flicked down his body to eye it for a few seconds, and the way his grin widened irritated you.

He was getting uppity with you again, trying to push your buttons. And you knew it.

You knew he knew it.

You cross your arms and narrow your eyes at him, pushing your breasts up just a bit.

"So, you know how I've been stressed about the new scenes on set? Yeah, so I've been experimenting with this and, well... I mean it's a bit bigger than the one I use--"

"So what I'm hearing is you've been keeping toys a secret from me." Your finger begins to tap your arm impatiently.

The way his eyes nervously dart around as he struggles to find words sends a delicious thrill through your body.

"Er, well, I..." He coughs. "Well don't think of it as hiding so much as... er. Waiting to surprise you?"

You scoff and slowly crawl over him, your leg between his thighs and intentionally pressing against his throbbing cock.

You apply a bit of pressure and tilt your head, your expression cold and calculating as he bites his lip and breathes hard through his nose.

"Sounds to me like you're making excuses." You state flatly.

The bobbing of his throat sealed his fate.

"Safeword?"

"Peaches."

"Want me to push it?" You ask, your hand sliding over his thigh, the tip of your thumb just barely tracing the side of his cock.

"Not tonight, but if I get overwhelmed I'll tell you." He says, licking his bottom lip as your thumb pressed against him with more pressure.

You slowly grin at him. "You said I can't push it, so I won't hurt you. But seriously, let me know if it's too much."

"I will, babe." He says as you kiss his lips softly.

"Kay. Now get naked and on all fours."

"Fffuuuck...." He groaned deeply.

"Johnny..." You say, your voice lashing with ice.

"Yes ma'am."

"Good boy." You purr. "Now do what I said or I'll just cockwarm you all night with no relief."

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Being with Johnny had allowed an inner demon of yours to come out. One you had no idea you were keeping locked up inside of you.

And boy, did she crave topping and dominating someone. And Johnny was more than happy to be that someone.

Setting up the camera took a bit of time, you let Johnny get up when you were struggling with positioning and lighting. After all, you wanted the both of you to look good in your homemade sex tape.

Once you were both satisfied with the way it was set up, you had Johnny get back into position, his cock jutting out between his legs, twitching and proud, his thighs were tense with excitement and his balls were nice and heavy from the edging you gave him.

Maybe next time you'd put him in a band, or a nice tight cock ring while you did this to him.

Next time.

Right now you had your bottom lip sucked between your teeth, chewing on it as you watched him shake with anticipation.

You palm his ass cheek firmly, giving him a soft squeeze; the latex on your fingers squeaking softly. "Now, Johnny... Here's a few rules. You have to keep yourself propped up. You're not allowed to touch yourself. I'll let you know when you can cum. If you do it before I say..."

You reach and squeeze his balls softly, earning a shaky whimper from him.

"I'm putting you in a Cage, Johnny." You grin maliciously. "Understood?"

The way his head shook had your heart yearning to just pull him back and kiss him stupid.

But already he was forgetting the game.

You give him another squeeze, just barely above pain.

"Johnny..." You scold.

"Yes ma'am." He wheezed.

You release him and give his ass an affectionate pat. "Good boy."

You hum as you grab the bottles of lube--one of several-- from the heating pad you had them resting on. There was one thing you knew almost nobody liked, and that was cold lube.

And it was always good to have a ton of lube on hand. No matter what, every time you think you have enough, you use more. For everyone's comfort.

And despite Johnny's assurances that he's had a dildo up his ass before, you wanted to have all your bases covered. You didn't want to hurt him unless he wanted it. Spanking or slapping or biting was one thing, but fucking his ass with inadequate levels of lube or prep could result in a hospital trip in the worst case scenario...

You popped the cap and spread his cheeks, slowly dribbling the clear liquid straight down onto his asshole, using one finger to tease the puckered flesh with an idle hum still in your voice as he sucked in a tight breath as your gloves finger massaged his tight, velvety walls.

You both agreed that for this situation, it was smart to wear some latex gloves so your nails wouldn't scratch his delicate insides. After all, even you used gloves when you fingered yourself, sometimes; having claws scratching up your lady bits was uncomfortable and could lead to infections.

"You good, Johnny?" You ask him gently.

"Y-yeah." He whimpered and quickly corrected himself. "Yes, ma'am. Ugh. You..."

He dropped his head and his upper body heaved with heavy breaths as he composed himself.

"You can use more than one."

Your brow quirked and you smiled impishly. "You want me to?"

"Please."

"Okay, baby." You murmur, pulling your finger out of his ass and holding your hand up, dripping a copious amount of lube on your first three fingers. You didn't want him too tight when you fucked him with the strap, and besides... teasing him was always part of your game.

Sometimes you wanted him so strung out he would cum from a puff of air. You wouldn't go so far tonight, you wanted him to cum on that hefty silicone dick of yours.

The groan that came from his throat as you eased your fingers inside of him made your clit twitch against the straining leather of the harness, your wet cunt already causing some nice slippery friction that stimulated you, too.

Johnny had thought of everything for this, he had the harness designed custom just for you and him, he had it made so if you wanted, you could have a vibrator stuck into a pouch in the front to stimulate your clit alongside the soft bump that rubbed against you with every movement you made, making your nipples pebble and goosebumps raise along your skin.

You twisted and pressed your fingers in every angle you could manage until Johnny collapsed down onto his elbows with a small moan.

You halt your fingers entirely and pull them out until just the tips of them remained inside, frowning down at your mega-star boyfriend.

"Johnny..."

He swallowed audibly and hauled himself back up onto shaky palms, his shoulders tense from the strain and effort.

And he thought planking was hard...

"That's my boy." You chuckle, thrusting your fingers back inside, curling them in a "come hither" manner, stroking his walls gently and oh so sweetly.

You bite your lip and move your hips closer, until your strap on was pressed against the underside of his cock and balls, giving external stimulation as you fucked his ass with your hand.

You were tempted to see if he could take the whole thing, but like your earlier thoughts you saved that idea for later.

You twist your hand downward as you look at the phone you and Johnny had set up, facing you with the front-facing camera, the ring light illuminating you two wonderfully. The energy of your bedroom and the candles lit provided a gorgeous backdrop for this; and the way you could actually see how Johnny looked on all fours, his eyes squeezed shut and biting his lip in concentration as sweat dripped down his forehead made your hips thrust against his in an automatic reaction.

He made a short gasp as your silicone cock grinded against his, pressing against his full balls while your fingers angled down, dangerously close to his prostate but not close enough to give hime spine-tingling relief.

You made a mental note to buy a custom stroker that you could shove alongside his cock, next time. You'd love to see him on his back as you grounded and stroked your cock alongside his, watching him come in thick ropes up his well-toned abs... maybe you'd have him lick your toy clean afterwards.

God, he was your inner demon's muse. He was so good at giving you ideas with just those pathetic little moans and whimpers of his.

"Look at you," You coo down at him. "Taking my hand so good."

You knew he could probably cum just like this, lazily stroking his hips against you, his cock sliding against yours as your fingers pumped in and out of him, stretching his hole out nice and wide for you.

But no, if he was gonna cum, it was gonna be while you fucked him hard with that goddamn strap-on he wanted so badly.

You pulled away all at once without warning, his ass twitching and empty at the loss of you. He looked over his shoulder at you, not voicing his question--because he knew he'd be punished if he got impatient--and his brows were creased pathetically in a silent plea for you to continue.

You acted like you didn't notice, humming a little tune as you poured what was left of the bottle of lube you were using on the dildo. You grabbed another warmed up bottle and applied more, stroking it with your fingers, trailing over the life-like silicone; the veins prominent and the foreskin creased as you pulled back like a real cock.

Fuck, you almost wished you had one, just to know how he'd feel all snug around you.

You rolled your hips into your touch, giving yourself some friction and making small moans--some for show, some genuine--as your clit bumped and rolled against the raised indent on the inside of the harness, more slick gushing from your wanting cunt.

You barely glimpsed at him out of the corner of your eyes, looking at him as he watched you, his eyes practically glistening with tears as he watched you slowly get yourself off, leaving him bereft and craving.

You were merciful and turned back to him, pouring more lube into his ass that was still clenching around air, waiting for you.

You pressed the tip against him, relishing in how his whole body seemed to go still as death as he waited.

But nothing happened.

You tapped the head of the toy against his waiting hole, "Remember. Use the safeword, and if you cum before I say, you're in trouble."

"Yes ma'am." He sighed, his voice watery and knees weak. "Please."

"Alright." You say, your tongue clicking as you press harder, the tip popping right into his asshole with wondrous ease, making you moan involuntarily at the mere sight as his hands bunched the expensive sheets, his cock leaking fresh, heavy drops of his precum.

"Fuck." He groaned as you eased in, inch by torturous inch.

"Doing s' good for me, baby." You praise as the toy is swallowed by his hungry body. "Takin' my cock so good. Next time I'm gonna have you ride it, m'kay?"

"Yes--fuck--please." He whined loudly, his spine arching and head tipping back as you finally bottomed out.

You rested there, letting the weight of the strap rest in his guts, getting snug and comfortable as his insides contorted around its shape, committing it to memory.

Cris was fucking stupid for not doing this to him. He was fucking gorgeous all split open and trembling for you, his muscles quivering as your spread your hand, palm down and fingers splayed while you slid it up his back, feeling just how sweaty he got.

"Gonna start moving." You tell him as you pull back; not quite as slow as when you were pushing in, but you were being gentle for him.

Just this once.

After that? Fuck, you were relentless.

You would roll your hips like you did when you rode his cock, gyrating and slapping against his ass as the stimulation from the harness pushed you closer and closer to your own orgasm while you fucked him.

You drove in and in, and in and in more and more, the tip of the dildo stabbing him in a way that he never managed on his own. God, Johnny wanted to badly to grip and tug his cock, to stroke himself so he could just cum already, but he remembered your rules and your promise to really make him suffer if he did what you expressly told him he couldn't.

All he could do was mumble and babble things almost incoherently, rolling his hips back against yours, his ass slapping audibly against your sweaty skin, the sound of your false cock lewd and wet as you buried yourself again and again, pile-driving the air out of his lungs with every punch of your hips.

"Fuck." You whined softly, feeling the flames of your own release began to creep up your spine, your blood turning to molten lava as the friction from the harness against the swollen bud of your clit makes your nerves light up and your brain almost forget what you were doing as you mindlessly chase your own release; your puffy lips and slick cunt gushing so much it feels like you could drown him if his face were in-between your legs, the clear, sticky juices dripping down your thighs as your hips snap up against his while you cum, your hands gripped tight on his hips to ground yourself.

As the haze of your orgasm ebbed and your hot slick dribbled down the skin of your inner thighs, you remember that you were buried all the way inside of Johnny's ass.

You smile, feeling a little guilty that you got so consumed in the moment that you'd neglected and forgot all about your whimpering and squirming boyfriend beneath you.

He hasn't said the safeword yet, and he has been good. Almost unusually, for him, to behave so well in bed. Sometimes he lived for your little punishments.

So, you decided to extend the olive branch of mercy yet again as you pull out, and angle your hips so you can press the tip against his prostate.

"Go on ahead 'n cum for me, baby." You coo at him, your voice becoming only slightly rough as you plowed full steam into his ass, relishing in the noises he made as he rocked shamelessly against you, the sweetest most pathetic noises coming from his cute lips alongside your name.

When Johnny Cage cums, he does so with his entire body, trembling, gripping, thrusting, arching... He does it all, puts his whole body into the effort of letting you know that he's at his limit and you've brought him there.

Hot, thick ropes of white shoot from the weeping and sensitive tip of his cock as you help him ride it out, smiling in amusement as he essentially rides you from below as he collapses his upper body down against the pillows, drooling just a little bit as his brain slowly kicks back on.

You could swear you could hear the dial-up internet sounds coming from his mind as you pull the dildo out of him.

"That good, huh?" You tease playfully.

"So, so good." He groans, rolling onto his back, just off to the side of the mess he made in the satiny sheets.

You hum in acknowledgement as you undo the clasps and buckles of the harness, turning the heating pad with the lube off as you set the harness and toy atop it.

You lean down and grab Johnny by his jaw, bringing his lips to yours in a heavy, loving and desperate kiss as his hands smooth up your back and down again, kneading and pulling the cheeks of your ass apart.

"Mmh. Again?" You murmur against his lips.

"As much as I'd love to do that again, I need some time to warm up, Kitten." He chuckles at you.

"But I can do that while you sit on my face, right?"

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leohunter2020 · 1 month ago

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Leo was trying so hard to put everything behind him. To try and forget the past and just live in the now. He still had nightmares regularly but he had noticed how his childhood home wasn't in them anymore. It felt as if him going there and getting to get his stuff had put his mind to rest about that house. He still saw his dad in his nightmares but it was a step in the right direction he felt like. He lived in a house with his husband now, a place that to him felt like the safest place on earth. Leo knew nothing would happen to him here, no one could hurt him in here. He did have bad days where he didn't feel safe, but deep down he knew he was and often Isaiah reminding him, was all he needed. " I know I didn't but its easier said than done I mean.... its just drilled in me" he told his man.

Leo did struggle a lot with himself, with his self-esteem, he always felt as he did everything wrong because that's what his parents had told him all the time growing up. It had built up habits that some people would consider OCD like. Leo loved order, that way he didn't lose or misplace anything. Leo loved everything clean and neatly put away. It made everything so much easier and he felt in control of something. It was pretty much the only thing he got praise for from his parents in his childhood. It wasn't a bad thing, it made keeping a clean home easy, but sometimes it could become too much, but it released anxiety and Leo had had quite a bit of that lately. Isaiah gave him peace and so so much love. It was all Leo ever needed Isaiahs love healed him, it made him feel whole. Sometimes the healing just took longer than they both wished

" waiiiit. Violet is dating someone? who ? come on Zaya why are you not keeping me in on this, I need updates, whats going on?" Leo wondered. He was so excited for their friend. Leo only wanted all the best for her, he wanted her happy, and if she was lucky enough to find a man half as good as Leos Zaya, she would be really lucky. " yeah Aiden is amazing, I really hope we have a kid as good as him. But I mean we do have a good head start cuz you helped her raise him and I got you on my team so I'm lucky. Aww he told you that really? that's the cutest, he's so sweet." Leo said melting.

" no, i wont be back any time soon" leo said with a sigh. "The doctors idea of a short break is freaking at least 2 more months. Its going by so slow. He didn't even want me at a desk job now but I mean I can not lay in bed anymore. ill be dead before I get to get back to normal work" Leo sighed, Usually he was able to be patient, but not with this. The staying home really wasn't helping his mental state, especially when Isaiah was working. Leo hated waking up alone and being home alone all day it drove him insane.

" yeah i think i want a surrogate, i want a baby and raise it from day one, I want our baby. I don't really care if its my or your... you know. But I would prefer a child with half our DNA. That would be really cool. And I also think that's like the easier way, everyone who adopts wants a newborn so I think adopting a newborn would take a long time. " Leo agreed " I don't care how much it costs, being able to grow a family with you is worth all the money in the world" Leo said with a smile and kissed Isaiah softly. " I highly doubt we will get multiples from one time tho babe, I think we should be really happy if we get one, I have heard it can be tricky" Leo said and bit his lip " but can we start today, like get an appointment to figure it all out?"

Leo couldnt help but giggle as Isaiah opened and closed his mouth at his words " awww that's sooo cute babe, and you know what? i think I would be willing to do it too. A family with you is worth the world to me. Imagine how easy so many people have it, with getting pregnant and all" he said thinking about it. Leo had wanted a family with Isaiah from day one. Back then it had just been a dream in the far future, but now felt like it was fine, it was time to try and make their dream come true.

Leo felt Isaiah start to uncurl his fist. Leo was frozen, he couldn't open his fist, his muscles were stiff. but Isaiahs soft touch did the trick. Leo was forever thankful for his husband. A gem like him was rare to find. That man knew Leo better than he knew himself. Isaiah knew him so well that he could stop Leo from doing things to himself that he didn't even realize he was doing. Like the fists now. But Isaiah had stopped him before the nails had broken the skin, it only had in 2 places and that was good. " I didn't mean to I promise, it just happened" he admitted, a single tear falling.

Leo listened to his husband, he took a moment to get out of the headspace then he nodded softly. " can you take my shirt off?" Leo asked, he hadn't wanted to be shirtless in front of Isaiah since before everything happened. Leo really was trying and right now felt right. Isaiah stopping him from hurting himself, even tho he didn't mean to do it to himself, showed Leo nothing but the extreme amount of love and care he had for Leo. it made Leo feel safe and loved and it made him want to be loved even more.

Isaiah wouldn't blame his husband for what happened in his past. Isaiah couldn't understand how Leo's parents could be so monstrous. How could someone take their anger out on their own child like that? He'd seen the room and it had turned his stomach at the sight of it. Leo deserved peace, happiness, and to feel safe in his own space. That broken child was still part of his husbands identify on the inside and sometimes snuck out in some of Leo's more vulnerable moments. "You didn't ask for anything that happened to you back then. Please start forgiving your younger self."

He knew that Leo's parents had made him feel like he was the one in the wrong and deserving of the punishments back when he was a kid and it was sick and twisted. He couldn't wrap his mind around it all. Leo had gone through so much during his childhood and teen years. He'd obviously come out of that situation with traumas and triggers. Isaiah was trying to be the one to pick up the broken pieces and glue them back together again with love. It's all he would ever give him.

Violet's place was his second safe place to visit when he needed it. "Ayiden's part of the reason I go there but I have been catching up with Violet lately and getting the ins and outs on who she's dating." Isaiah knew that Violet was kind of unofficially seeing his co-worker. "Violet's kid is a great kid though. I'd be so happy with a kid like him." Ayiden was absolutely adorable and he loved seeing him so much. "He told me we'd both make great parents the other night."

Recovery was a long process and he knew Leo was getting bored being either stuck in bed or behind a desk. He'd get into routine soon. His doctors told him to heal before he'd jumped back into havoc. "You're healing. The doctor's advised for you to take a short break." Leo's body needed a good couple of nights sleep, time for him to rest instead of jumping from one burning building to the next with a body that had been hurt and thrown across the room. "You'll be back at work soon, I promise."

Taking the next step and agreeing on wanting a family was a start. Isaiah knew it would take some time to work out the logistics and cost of things before they eventually ended up with a family to raise. "Well, I was thinking maybe we find and pick out a lady together who wants to surrogate our baby for whatever cost and then send our, y'know, to the lab and hope that we get at least one kid comes out of it." Maybe two? Isaiah would just love multiple kids at the same time causing mayhem. "Is that your preference too?"

Isaiah looked down at his husband face as he laid underneath him. His mouth opened and closed again as Leo mentioned that if they could get pregnant than he would be one that would knock Isaiah up. "You know what? If that was a possible option then I would do it. You wanna know why? Because, I love you. I'd carry all of your babies." Isaiah wouldn't think twice about it. It's the life he wanted in the near future with his husband and nothing else mattered as much to him. Raising Leo's children alongside him seemed like wishful thinking. Isaiah hoped one day soon that his wishful thinking would be real. He lived for the day that he got to raise a child with his husband.

Isaiah clocked his husbands fingers starting to bawl up into fists. Unfortunately, he knew that was sign of him getting nervous again. Isaiah had studied his husband long enough to know all of his habits. It's not like he didn't notice the little puncture marks against Leo's palms caused by his finger nail's pressing to hard into his soft skin.

Isaiah reached up to one of his husbands hands and started uncurling his fingers to try and stop him from hurting his own palms. Isaiah started with one of his fingers and swiftly moved onto the next before pressing his whole mouth against his husbands palm to soothe over the skin there. He didn't like it when he self-abused. Isaiah then did the exact same thing to Leo's second hand before pressing a kiss to that palm too. He tutted against the other's palm - kissing the ever so slightly injured skin again and again and again. "Please don't hurt yourself like that."

Isaiah realised the second that his husbands body went in panic attack mode. "Stop over-thinking everything. I'm not gonna let you spiral downwards again." Isaiah was back to the point of reminding his husband that he didn't need to go into panic mode when he was expressing his love to him. It was a process and his husband had made so much progress as of lately. He'd been so fucking proud of him for attempting. Isaiah didn't mind being that stern reminder sometimes to push him out that zone. "Allow yourself to reach out and love me back. You can do it."

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workofheart · 4 years ago

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jean kirstein relationship hcs

sorry for the inactivity lately y’all school is whooping my ass </3 in the mean time, have some modern jean relationship hcs bc i miss him

protective boyfriend #1 ♡ ♡ ♡ will not hesitate to yell at ppl if they’re mean or rude to you, he doesn’t want anyone coming near you like that. thinks his partner deserves the absolute best and will not tolerate people disrespecting you or even thinking of disrespecting you. he will defend you til the day he dies, even if it embarrasses you

asks the waiter for a new dinner when yours is undercooked and you’re too nervous to say something. if you’re a person w social anxiety or just don’t feel like doing something, he would do things for you no problem, whether its fetching you something, paying for you, ordering for you, etc. he’s not gonna tease you or make fun of you, he’s just happy to help

he’s a sappy drunk :’) when he’s hammered, he gets all clingy and drags you onto the couch to cuddle w you/hangs off of you while you walk home and tells you all about how he feels about you and how he wants to spend his life with you and have dogs and a cute home forever. has the cutest little giggle while literally pouring out his feelings for you

and if you bring it up in the morning, you KNOW he’s gonna get so shy and red like “oh... i said that? haha...”

his biggest dream is just domesticity with you - like i mentioned, living somewhere beautiful in a nice house with a beautiful family or just you and him :( he really cherishes you and just dreams about spending his life with you. his “happy place” is very likely just the two of you sitting in a field by a river on a sunny day, maybe with some sandwiches and sparkling water, with all the time in the world watching ducks swim by

i imagine that you were previously friends before starting to date, but he’d been seriously pining for you since the beginning, just never wanted to make you uncomfortable and was too scared to say anything. he’d go home after hanging out w you and just sigh (probably yell into his pillow in frustration too but shh) bc he just felt like if it wasn’t you, then who else?

meanwhile you’re being so obvious that you like him back but he keeps reasoning that you’re just being nice and wouldn’t actually want him like that

was ready to settle for friendship and just lock away his feelings when you just pulled him aside and confessed directly. he was a strangely confused yet happy daze for the following weeks

is a sucker for romance movies - likes imagining him and you in those scenarios, romanticizes your own relationship shamelessly. i feel like he’d enjoy 500 days of summer and... wait for it... clueless. I KNOW. it’s his guilty pleasure. also consider: he bawled his eyes out at the end of la la land.

loves beach dates! loves the beach, loves the boardwalk, loves everything about that summer atmosphere. waits in line to get you funnel cake and then you sit and eat, people watching and making up stories for everyone that passes by and just laughing while you enjoy the fresh summer air. in the arcades, totally the type to win himself a cute plushie but when ur like “omg!! is that for me?” he goes oh yeah haha.. but don’t think he doesn’t notice when you’ve been eyeing up a specific toy at the ring toss stand. he will not hesitate to play game after game until he gets it for you.

lover of back hugs. he is so generous, literally towers over you no matter ur height, just wraps his arms around u and holds u <3 it makes you feel so safe and loved and that’s all he wants for you

carries you wherever possible. up the stairs, down the stairs, from the kitchen to the living room and back. he always boasts about how easy it is to pick you up bc he’s strong and it boosts his confidence lol

constantly tells you how pretty he thinks you are. jean always thinks you look beautiful so he always compliments your outfits and your hair and your makeup, leans into ur ear to whisper it to u and make u giggle even when it’s just the two of you at home

on that note: always gets caught staring at you and he blushes so easily when you call him out for it. can’t stop looking at you over the top of his newspaper when you’re having breakfast in the morning, can’t stop looking at you while you’re making dinner for him, can’t stop looking at you while you work or study

for valentines/your birthday/holidays he always makes you cute handmade cards out of colored construction paper. he finds a new design every single time and spends so long on it, and finishes by writing out how he feels on the inside. can u just imagine him sitting at his desk, tongue poking out of his mouth with a glue stick in hand as he lays down different colored paper hearts :(

teases you nonstop. always poking fun at you, probably make jokes about how “irresistible” he is and how you can’t keep away lol, thinks you look adorable when you’re flustered

u give him haircuts when it’s getting long, he sits on a stool in ur bathroom and u just give him a trim every once in a while. trusts you not to fuck it up (not that you ever would) and it always comes out so nice and it makes his heart swell just to have you there to do such intimate, sort of domestic things for him.

pet names! i know so many people have talked about this but it’s just so true. has tried everything in the book to see what you like, watches carefully to see how you respond so he knows, occasionally calls you something silly like “pookie” just to get a reaction out of you

needs verbal communication. jean always has so much on his plate and has a lot of insecurities, so he really needs that reassurance that you need him and love him every day until he can accept it for himself

favorite position to sleep in is him on his back with your head on that area between his neck and shoulder, holds you really close during the night. loves loves loves when you nestle into him and cling to him for warmth when you’re asleep. has trouble sleeping if you aren’t there

dotes on you so much seriously he is so sweet and caring, just so whipped for you. he is literally so weak and always gives into you just bc it makes you happy. you want to drive out for mcdonald’s at two in the morning for an apple pie and a shake? he’s getting his keys rn

nsfw below the cut (18+)

i think mostly everyone is in agreement that jean is a total pleasure dom - he spends all night getting you to cum again and again, always asking if you can give him one more

as mentioned earlier, teases. avoids giving you what you want at first, makes you use your words, and when when you do get it, you’re getting it. aka, overstim galore. he’s not stopping until you’re spent

so much dirty talk, asks so many questions to get you to talk. “louder for me, princess” type of guy. wants to reduce you to babbling with how good he makes you feel - the sounds you make get him so incredibly hard

he is also vocal bc he knows you like it. groans his name into your ear just to feel you clench, then laughs.

never forgets to mark you up, leaves hickeys all over your neck and chest and thighs. loves to look at them later on when you’re changing, and especially loves your reaction to seeing them for yourself

size kink!! this man is almost 6’3 so chances are he’s gonna be bigger than you regardless. likes being close to you, likes being in positions where he can see you, probably has an arm slung around your waist or back whenever the position allows for it so he can hold you close

pins your arms down, holds your hips to the bed so you just have to sink into the mattress and take it

every time he aims to fuck your brains out and make sure the only thing you’re thinking about is him and how good he makes you feel

his fingers are fucking magical, dear lord, he gets you so worked up and knows just how to touch you to make you squirm, loves seeing you go hazy and unravel on his fingers. his fingers are so long and gentle and stretch you out so nice + he knows exactly what to do, where to touch you, when to change his motions to get you there in minutes

needs to be kissing you when he makes you cum. swallows your moans, adores how you struggle to kiss him back with the pleasure he’s giving you

mirror sex is top tier for him, probably has one of those siding door closets w mirrors next to his bed so he can make you look at yourself and watch just what he’s doing to you

eye contact, will 100% grab your jaw to make you look at him, loves seeing you stare up at him through glassy eyes

literal KING of aftercare. takes such good care of you, gets you anything and everything you need, cleans up so well, gives you the world and more

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Levi x Reader Your Saviour

Summary: you lived within Wall Sina and were forced into an engagement with a man you didn’t even love. While the man you did love, tried to help you escape your cruel life.

warnings: abuse

Blood splattered onto the pristine, marble floor of the hallway as you coughed up a little blood and spit. You were barely able to stand up because once you got to your feet, you were knocked down again by the hands of your fiancé. Getting engaged in real life was nothing like how you had imagined. You had dreamed of having a romantic, maybe cliché, engagement, with the man you loved. You pictured him to be caring, and protective, and sweet, and anything but the characteristics of the man you are engaged to now. Love wasn't meant to hurt you, it was meant to make you happy. Were all your childhood dreams a lie? Is this what getting engaged is? Getting beat up by your fiancé, not being able to stand up for yourself, your parents not helping you in any way. This wasn't how you imagined yourself getting married.

The only good thing in your life right now was a better man you truly loved, but you weren't allowed to be involved with him. Well, no one told you that, but you knew it was something you shouldn't do. You first knew him as a thug. However, for a while, you hadn't seen him which made you worry, but he had come back to tell you that he had joined the Survey Corps. And then his name kept popping up as Humanity's Strongest Soldier. And every time he comes to see you, he tries persuading you to go with him, however, you refuse for a reason you don't know of.

He may not be your dream lover, but he's someone that cares for you, protects you whenever he can, and he would try to be romantic but fail in the cutest way. Now, here you were, completely helpless, crying on the floor, coughing up some fluids, getting beaten up by this dickhead who decided to ruin your, already damaged, life. His name? Luther. "P-ple-ease... S-s-stop," you begged, stuttering through your tears and pain. "Please..." He scoffed, thrusting his shoe into your stomach which caused you to cough again as you clutched your chest. "Why would I stop?" "I d-didn't do anything wro-ong." "Do you think I'm stupid?" he spat, kicking you one last time before crossing his arms over his chest and looking down at you as if he was superior to you when it was actually the opposite - you were of a higher class than him. "Where did you get those marks on your neck from?" You're the fucking one that's bruising me all over, you thought, but would never have the balls to say it aloud since it would just result in more beatings. Well, he wasn't the one that gave you the bruises on your neck, but he doesn't give two shits about you so shouldn't care what you do.

The only reason he’s going to marry you is that: one, your parents want you two to marry; two, Luther wants to have more money and power by marrying into your family. He only did it for that, not for love or for you. And if something unexpected happens to your parents, since you're an only child and he's your future husband, he's going to have all their wealth. "You aren't going to answer me? It seems like you need some more discipline." "No... don't, please. I've had e-enough..." "Well, then, tell me where they came from? You aren't being a very faithful fianceé." I'm not being faithful? Says the one that has a different girl in their bed nearly every night. Again, this isn't something you can say audibly. "Tch. Fine, don't say anything. We'll talk tomorrow," he spoke rather calmly. You knew that whenever he would leave at night, you wouldn't see him until the next day so those were the few hours you would feel safe (apart from your parents, but they weren't as bad). He walked away as you struggled to stand up, staggering as you tried. You pressed your palm against the walls of your house and limped to your room, closing and locking the door behind you so no one can disturb or hurt you.

It wasn't only Luther that hurt you, it was also your parents. The only person in your household that doesn't hurt you in any way is your personal maid, Elsa (and the other two maids). She comforts you whenever she can, tends to your injuries, and sometimes defends you. She's also the only person that knows about Levi. You sat on the stool behind your dressing table, looking at yourself in the mirror to find cuts, bruises, blood decorating your face and other parts of your body. Your eyes fell on the marks on your neck, made by your true love, and got some makeup to cover it up, so your parents don't find out as well. As you were doing that, you heard a thud coming from your balcony which made you jump. Your balcony doors were closed, and so were the blinds, so you didn't know what it was until you approached it. Peeking through the blinds, you immediately opened the door for your favourite person to stumble inside. Before the freezing, evening wind could enter your room, you quickly shut the door and embraced the male, letting a couple of tears fall. "Hey--" he started, but you cut him off. "I missed you so much," you whispered into his chest. "That bastard beat you up today?" You nodded, causing more tears to spray out of your eyes as a soothing hand rubbed your back and gentle lips pressed against your scalp. "It's okay. I'm here now," he said quietly, pulling you closer and tightening his arms around you. "I won't let him hurt you while I'm here." "I love you so much, Levi," you sobbed. "I love you, too." After you finished crying, he took care of your injuries with the first-aid kit in your room as you sat on your bed and he told you about his day since you had asked him, so you could be distracted. "And then, Hanji, that lunatic, decided to annoy me about 'my mysterious partner'. Apparently, everyone was curious about you, god knows how they found out I have someone." "And let me guess: you shouted at Hanji and stormed off to your office." "Yes," he smirked, knowing how well you knew him. "Anyway, I'm done. Do you feel at least a little better?" "Yeah, thank you, my love." "You're welcome, my princess." "Miss (Y/N)?" the honey voice of your maid sounded from the other side of your door, along with a few soft knocks and you got up to open the door. "Hi, Elsa," you gave a little smile. "Do you need anything?" "Oh, I just came to bring you dinner. Do you need two servings?" she asked when she saw a glimpse of Levi. "No, no, it's fine. I'm not even going to eat that much. Thank you, Elsa." "You're welcome, Miss (Y/N)." She left with a sweet smile and you locked your door again, holding the tray of food in your other hand as you went back to Levi who sat on your bed. You settled down next to him, with the tray in your lap. "Have you eaten?" you asked and he simply nodded. "Do you want some because I'm not going to be able to finish this?" "Eat what you can." As you started to dig into the food, Levi shifted to behind you and sat cross-legged, and he decided to fiddle with your hair, which had a bit of blood stuck to it. But it wasn't disgusting enough for him to stop braiding your hair. His fingers gingerly played with your locks as you ate and relaxed under his touch.

Once he was done weaving your hair, he grabbed a hairband from your bedside table and tied the end of it to keep it in place. He pushed the plait over your shoulder so you were able to see it and you gave him a tender smile, twisting your head around to see him. Levi's soft lips collided with yours for a loving kiss, unlike the forced ones Luther gives you with his nasty lips that have been on many other women. His hands snaked around your body, resting on your stomach as your hand reached for his face, barely brushing his skin. You felt his silky, ebony locks graze your face and you used your other hand to tangle in his hair. You shifted your body and pushed it against his, both of you slowly reclining until Levi's back hit the mattress and your upper body lay on top of him. You suddenly pulled away when you heard footsteps, freezing in your spot, waiting for the footsteps to either go past your room or the other way. Fortunately, they did and you were put at ease, letting out a relieved sigh before collapsing onto Levi and snuggling into him. "Can you stay the night, please?" you pleaded. "You know I can't. What if someone sees me?" "I don't care. I've never felt so safe around someone other than you. I know you can protect me." "I can, but your parents and fiancé won't be happy to find me in your bed. They'll take it out on you, maybe when I'm not here." "When are you going then?" "When I know you're safe, so when everyone's asleep." "I'm never safe, Levi." "I'm not as well. But I get through it and come back fine. The same thing applies to you. I know you're strong but just afraid, however, I believe you'll be able to break through one day." "I don't know... I don't think I'll be brave enough," you murmured, feeling yourself slowly drift off to sleep. "You will be," he said, kissing the top of your head just before you fell asleep. ~/~ When you woke up, you were lying down in your bed with the covers encasing you. No one was there with you, meaning Levi must have left while you were asleep. Since there was light spilling through your curtains, you concluded that it was the morning and decided to sit up, rubbing your eyes. When your vision cleared, you spotted a note on your bedside table next to you and reached for it, unfolding it to reveal its contents. 'I'm sorry I had to leave, but I may come back today since we barely spent time together last night. Try to stay strong for me and look after yourself. I want to see you smiling and don't want to see any new injuries. I'll see you soon, my queen.' You let a smile stretch onto your lips after reading the note and decided to get out of bed, your body aching as you did that. Padding into the bathroom that was connected to your bedroom, you freshened up to look less like a dead person. When you were done, you quietly left your room and wandered through the heavily decorated and wide corridors, making your way to the kitchen to find one of the other maids, Annelise. She wasn't as angelic as Elsa, she was just someone normal but a little robotic - no rudeness, no kindness, neutral expressions, not over the top with anything, just stuff like that. You gave her a small smile and greeted her with a 'good morning' before taking a seat at the dining table where she placed your breakfast in front of you. "Thank you, Annelise." She nodded and went back to the kitchen to start on your parents' breakfast who were presumed to walk in, in a couple of minutes. You began to have your breakfast and made small conversation with Annelise before Elsa and another maid, Bertha, came in. Ugh, Bertha... Other than Luther and your parents, there's no one that you despise more than her. She acts all innocent but she's a fucking whore, who is after your fiancé and father. If she ever saw Levi, you're sure she would want him as well. She's one of those b*ichy, bothersome, sassy girls who make you want to rip your hair out. Her voice is so squeaky and annoying, her laugh is high-pitched and annoying, her face is fake and annoying, everything about her is annoying. Nevertheless, you are nice towards her because you don't want to be bitchy. "Good morning, Bertha, Elsa," you beamed and they greeted you in return - Bertha with a fake smile. And this is exactly why Elsa is your best friend, your favourite person ever, the most trusting person, and the sweetest and kindest person you know (excluding Levi, but he doesn't count since he's your beloved). And just to make everything clear... Elsa: your maid, so she serves you (but is more like a friend to you).

Bertha: your parents' maid, she serves them and they seem to get along (probably because of their similar, disgusting personalities).

Annelise: the maid that does everything, helps out the other two and doesn't really have a close relationship with anyone (not her fault, just because you and your parents already have your own maids). Whenever you had a rough time the day before or earlier in the day, Elsa would make you a chamomile tea and sit down to talk with you. And since you were coming to the end of your breakfast, meaning you would head to your room soon, the pretty, young woman decided to make some tea for you, giving you a knowing smile. Once you finished your breakfast, you started to wash your dishes (which you would normally do so the maids had less work to worry about) but Annelise had stopped you, turning off the tap. "No need to wash it, Miss (Y/N). Thank you, though." "Are you sure?" "Your parents wouldn't like it if you did my job. Leave it." "Okay," you complied since you didn't want her to get into trouble because of you. You thanked her for breakfast before leaving to go to your room. Knowing Elsa would be arriving at your room, you left the door open and went to open the doors of your balcony to let the light breeze wash over you. You stood outside for a moment, staring over the town as people in rich clothes wandered around.

You never asked to be born into a life like this. Yeah, others would love to be as wealthy and lucky as you, but you wish you could swap with them. You don't want nasty parents, an abusive fiancé who you’re being forced to marry, snobby people surrounding you. That's not what you would have asked to have when you were brought into this life.

A small yelp was released from your mouth when a figure jumped into your balcony, and a hand clamped over your mouth when your eyes met the steel ones of your lover when you tilted your head back. The hand was soon removed and you let a smile onto your lips before pecking his lips once you turned around. "What are you doing here so early?" "I'm supposed to be getting supplies, although just not here in Sina," he stated with a shrug before pecking your lips in return. He strolled into your room and closed the door, so no one would see him. "But, I doubt they care about where I went." "You can't be here," you told him, following behind him. "My parents always come to my room after they have breakfast, and Luther comes in the afternoon. That's why it's good you usually come in the evening." "I'll hide if I need to." "Luther stays in my room most of the time, Levi." "Fine. Let's go out then, that way no one will disturb us." "I'll need to ask my parents first. And even if they let me, people are going to see me with someone that's not Luther so I'll be seen as unloyal and the word will spread since everyone is a bitch." You could see him biting back a groan and some profanities towards the people that irritate him (your parents and the people that will spread the information). Nevertheless, he stayed calm, but you were sure he was murdering everyone mentally. "Forget about--" He was cut off by a gentle voice. "Miss (Y/N)?" "Tch." You shot him an apologetic look and went to open your door, finding Elsa standing there with a cup of tea for you, so you invited her in and she gave a small wave and smile to Levi, who seemed pissed right now. "I'm just going to quickly speak to Levi," you told your maid, dragging him to the balcony and shutting the door behind you. "I'm sorry, love, I know you just want to relax on your day off, but you know what my life is like and it's near impossible to actually relax. And, you know I'd love to spend the whole day with you, away from everyone else, but there are so many risks. I'm sorry. I wish you could stay here as well, but my parents and Luther--" You were cut off when a pair of soft lips joined yours in a dance, filled with passion and longing. Automatically, your arms looped around his neck and you were brought closer to him, with the arms that had snaked their way around your waist. This was the only place where people couldn't see you, even though you could see them. It was because trees surrounded your balcony and there was a small gap where you could overlook the area around your mansion. It gave you an ounce of privacy in your life that everyone gets involved in. "You don't need to apologise. None of this is your fault," he told you softly, tucking a bunch of your locks behind your ear. "We'll spend time together whenever you can, I will wait. I don't want you getting into trouble for 'cheating' on your fiancé, and I don't want people to talk shit about you because they see you with me." "I still don't understand why you're still in a relationship with me. My life is so troublesome, we barely spend time together, the universe seems to want me to live a miserable life." "It's... because I love you, (Y/N). I don't care if we don't hang out a lot because at least I still get to see you. That's all I care about - you," he paused for a moment as you gazed at the silver ornament on his ring finger before glancing up to see why he stopped. "I'll wait however long to get married. But I'm never going to want to marry someone other than you." When Levi had come to see you after he joined the Survey Corps, he proposed to you, and of course, you had said yes. But it's been several years since then and you've never been able to actually get married. However, he still has your ring since if you wore it, you would get beaten up or something. Now, you have to wear some overpriced ring that Luther gave you; you preferred simple things. Your eyes locked with Levi's and you were able to see a slight smile on his lips. "Gosh, I love you so much," you whispered with tears in your eyes and threw yourself into his arms. "Um, sorry... Miss (Y/N)? I think your parents are coming now." "Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry, Elsa, I just left you in my room. Anyway, Levi, stay out here. I'm just going to quickly be a good girl for my parents and then, come back." "Okay." You smiled at him and walked into your room, closing the balcony door and shutting the blinds before sitting on your bed. As soon as your bottom hit the mattress, the door opened and your parents entered.

Were they good parents? Definitely not. They would only come in because obviously, your dickhead fiancé would tell them that you may have some secret boyfriend or something of the sort. Because of that, they would check on you every morning, sometimes randomly during the day but, luckily, they've never seen Levi. "Good morning, mother, father." "Let me see your neck," your father abruptly said, grabbing your wrist and drawing you closer to him so he could inspect the marks on your skin. "Where did these come from?" "... Luther..." you lied, knowing they wouldn't interrogate you further unless you gave an answer. "If we ever find out that you are cheating on Luther, we are going to kick you out of the house." "I-I would never cheat on him. I... love him," you muttered, internally cringing at your own words. "Anyway, we are going to be out the entire day and come back late at around midnight, maybe later. Also, Luther has some business to attend to and we don't know when he'll be back, so you're going to have the house to yourself. You can do whatever you want, but nothing stupid. Elsa, we want you to keep an eye on her and tell us if she does something wrong." "Yes, sir." "Okay. I'll see you two later then," you beamed, giving them a wave as they left your room with Elsa. She knew that you wouldn't speak with her now since you can hang out with Levi. When you locked your bedroom door, you ran to the balcony to Levi with a toothy grin spread across your lips. Maybe the universe doesn't want you to have a miserable life after all. "What's happening? Why are you grinning like that?" "My parents and Luther are going to be out all day; I can do whatever I want. The only ones here are the maids but they won't bother us. And, since your squad or whoever's with you don't care about what you're doing, we can spend proper time together," you told him excitedly. "So, maybe we could drink tea - your favourite - relax, then maybe have a nice dinner together outside, on the balcony." "Okay, but the first thing is this," he smirked, sweeping you off your feet and carrying you bridal style into your room and towards your bed, where he gently placed you down. You propped yourself up with the help of your elbows as Levi crawled onto you like a predator. His lips met yours in a feverish kiss, thrusting his tongue into your mouth, which elicited the tiniest of moans from you. Your parents weren't even gone yet, but you didn't worry about that because they don't care about what you are going to do now. All they care about is attending important events. ~/~ With your body snuggled up against Levi's, he stroked your clammy tresses and stared up at the ceiling as you quietly slept beside him. Light breathing emitted from you as your chest rose and fell. Grey hues flitted from the ceiling towards you when the raven-haired male heard a mumble of his name and you shifted in his arms. There was a slit in your eyes where he was able to see your (E/C) orbs gazing at him tiredly. Not being bothered to say or do anything else, you closed your eyes again and shifted your head to rest on Levi's exposed chest. He lightly nudged you and you gave a small hum in return. "I want to shower." "What time is it?" "Around three, I think. You were asleep for like an hour. Anyway, I want to get up." "Mhm." You moved off of him and he sat up, running his fingers through his locks before standing up and walking into your bathroom, shutting the door behind him as you nestled into the covers, wanting to relax a while longer. After about ten minutes, Levi came out of the shower as he dried his hair with a towel and sat on your bed. Because of the bed weighing down, and because of the light sleeper you are, you stirred from your nap. All you saw was Levi's toned back before he stood up and he, unfortunately, put on some clothes so you weren't able to see the impressive sight anymore.

Once you got out of bed, you looped your arms around his torso, pressing your cheek against his back as he tried ruffling your hair. You softly giggled and parted from him, going round to face him and pecked his lips before going to your bathroom as well, wanting to scrub off the sweat that dampened your flesh. You had come out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe and your hair wrapped in a towel. A small hum sounded in the room when a pair of warm lips pressed against the back of your neck. "Levi," you said in a certain tone to make him stop, which caused him to huff. "I'm going to change and then, I'll ask Elsa to make us a nice dinner." "Okay. I'll just wait here." You picked out a floral, knee-length dress before making your way down to find your favourite maid. "Oh. Annelise!" you called and she turned towards you. "Do you know where Elsa is?" "I think she's in the library." "Okay. Thanks." And so, you started to walk towards the library, fortunately, finding Elsa there dusting the shelves. You were about to say something but then you heard a thud and shout from above. The room above the library was yours so that could mean that something had happened to Levi. Worry started to course through your body. Even though you knew he was strong and he could have just stubbed his toe or something, you were still worried about him. Elsa shot you a questioning look and you jogged out of the library, going to your bedroom as Elsa followed after you. When you opened your door, you just wanted to bury yourself. You gulped before talking, "Luther... what are you doing here?" "Who the hell is this?" Glancing at Levi, who had a bleeding nose, you arched an eyebrow in question, not knowing what to say to Luther. Tell the truth, or lie and say you have no idea who Levi is?

Being your saviour, the shorter male spoke up and walked towards you. He put an arm around you as you saw Luther's eyes burn into both of your souls. "I'm (Y/N)'s fiancé. We've been together for so many years, I've lost count. And I heard she’s being forced to get married to you. But the thing is that she's mine, no one else's." "(Y/N), is this true?" Luther asked in a quiet voice, though, laced with venom. "... Yes," you mumbled and averted your gaze to the floor. The dickhead came marching towards both of you, getting ready to thrust a fist into you, but Levi caught his wrist and twisted his arm until a crack echoed before letting go. "Hey, (Y/N), I'm going to deal with this jerk. There's a carriage somewhere outside, so get whatever you need and head outside. I'll come out in a bit." "Wait, what?" "I have no time to explain. Just go!" "You better keep your stupid ass here! You aren't going anywhere!" "Shut the fuck up. You don't even love her," Levi snarled before headbutting him. You hesitated to leave, but you did, opening the door to your house but soon remembered Elsa. You can't just leave her. But then again, she's all the way by your room so you can't get her. And you didn't know what Levi was planning, so maybe you can see her again. You started to walk around, looking for a carriage and it soon came into sight so you strolled towards it as your heart started to beat faster. Was Levi planning to take you back to the Survey Corps with him? "Excuse me, are you (Y/N)?" a voice inquired from inside the carriage which frightened you, and you instinctively stepped away. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you or anything." The male speaking came out of the carriage and held out his hand for you to shake, which you did with reluctance. "I'm Erwin Smith - Commander of the Survey Corps and one of Levi's closest comrades. It's nice to finally meet the woman that somehow stole his heart." "Uh, I guess it's nice to meet you, too, Erwin. Do you, by any chance, know what Levi's planning?" "Yes. Did he not tell you?" "No, he's busy... doing something." "Beating up your fiancé?" "Yeah... How did you know?" "It was part of his plan. He probably already told you that he's meant to get supplies. He told me that he's coming here and that I should come in a couple of hours as well. It's been about five hours since he left, and I don't plan on knowing what happened during that time," he said, which made you blush lightly. "Anyway, he wanted to beat up your husband before taking you with us to join the Survey Corps. That is, of course, if you want to. I would never offer this, but after a lot of persuading from Levi, I’ve decided you can just stay at HQ and not become a scout." "Umm... I don't know. Levi's always tried to get me to go with him but I always refused. And, I don't want to leave Elsa, she's kind of like my best friend." "Levi's going to bring her. He knew you wouldn't want to leave her." "By the way, how did you know if Luther, my fiancé, was going to be here or not?" "Luck?" he replied with a shrug. "Oh, there they are." You saw Levi and Elsa coming towards you and you smiled at them, embracing both of the people you love and cherish. "Did Erwin tell you everything?" "Yeah." "So you're coming?" "Do you think I would stay at my house after all this? Of course, I'm coming. Also, is Luther still alive?" "Yeah. Did you really think I'd kill him?" "Maybe..." "Come on, let's go." All of you got into the carriage - you and Levi sat next to each other on one side, and Elsa and Erwin sat on the other side. You would see Erwin glancing at you two at times as you spoke, probably because this was the first time that he's seen Levi's 'mysterious partner'. Your hand rested on Levi's lap and he gripped it gently, subconsciously rubbing his thumb against it. "Oh, before we go to HQ, we're going to meet up with some other scouts. Expect a lot of nagging and questions," the male beside you informed you and you nodded before resting your head on his shoulder. ~/~ "OH MY GOD!! IT'S CORPORAL'S GIRLFRIEND! HE'S ABLE TO LOVE!" "What's your name? How old are you? What's Corporal Levi like to you? How did you meet?" "Uhh..." "Oi, brats, get away from her. You're going to crush her before a titan can." "But, Shorty~ You're the one that had a crush on her~~" "Tch." "Anyway, Shorty's darling, what's your name?" "(Y/N)." "Hi, (Y/N)!!" several voices shouted and you slightly winced. "How long have you known Shorty?" "Maybe about fifteen years...?" "FIFTEEN?! SHORTY, WHY DID YOU NEVER SPEAK ABOUT THIS LOVELY PERSON?" "Shitty Glasses, please stop yelling. And I didn't tell you because you would annoy me every day, more than you usually do. I didn't even tell you, but you still managed to bother me." "So rude..." "Hanji, he loves you dearly. Not just Hanji, it's all of you that he loves and cares--" "Hey, hey. Shut your mouth," Levi cut you off and dragged you towards the carriage you would sit in for a while more until you reach headquarters. "We need to go. All of you have your horses, so you can go." "Aw, you just want to be alone with (Y/N) in the carriage~!" "Shitty Glasses, go," he ordered as he grit his teeth. "We're not even going to be alone," he muttered. For a second, you were wondering what he was talking about until you realised that Elsa was here with you. You felt bad that you were basically forgetting about her, but it isn't your fault since there's been so much going on today. "I like them," you said once you settled into the carriage, opposite your beloved. "You only met them for like five minutes. You'll get tired of them after a while." "Maybe, but they're nice people." Levi didn't say anything, he only looked at you as if contemplating if he should say something or not. You didn't question the silence nor the stares, thinking he would eventually tell you what he was thinking. As you gazed out of the window and soon, trees and greenery surrounded you for a minute or so, and then, a castle came into sight, giving you an idea that that building would be where you will be staying.

You were about to say something but then a presence came beside you, causing you to tear your head away from the window and look at the male sitting next to you. He took your hand and slipped something cold onto your finger; you didn't even have to look down to know what it was as your lips stretched into a grin and tears brimmed your eyes. "In a couple of days, we're getting married. Nothing will be in the way, no one will object or stop us." "Okay. Thank you so much, Levi! I love you," you told him quietly and pressed your lips to his, not caring about Elsa sitting there. "Damn, get a room, you two," a voice teased when the carriage came to a stop and the door opened, revealing some scouts from Levi's squad. "All of you go away before--" "Hey, Levi, let's just go. You don't need to punish them," you told him and got out of the carriage. "Fine." "Wow. Someone is able to make Corporal quiet? Can you always stay, (Y/N)?"

"I don't plan on going anywhere," you smiled. "By the way, dear (Y/N), who did that to you? The bruises and cuts, I mean," Hanji inquired and you suddenly silenced, gazing down at the ground. "Well--" "You don't need to know shit. Just go and take the supplies into the castle and make sure those brats start cleaning. And, someone take Elsa to her room." "Okay." "Are you okay?" Levi asked softly, cupping your cheek with one hand and you leaned into his touch, giving him a small nod and smile. "Don't tell me what you think I want to hear. Tell me the truth. Are you okay?" "I don't know. Moments ago, I was all happy about finally getting away from my life and finally being able to get married to you. Because of all this, I was able to forget about the life I had a couple of hours ago. But, being reminded about it just makes me... afraid, I guess." "Why are you afraid? There's nothing to be scared about. Your parents and Luther and anyone else you dislike aren't here, so don't be afraid. They can't hurt you here. I doubt they even know where you are, so there's nothing to worry about. If they do find out, there are many experienced soldiers who will protect you and never let you go back to the life you had. All of that's in the past now." "... I don't like having the thoughts of everything that's happened to me. I wish I could somehow just forget." You threw yourself at Levi and he secured his arms around you as he tried calming down your sobs that unexpectedly began. He rubbed your back soothingly and rested his chin at the top of your head, wishing there was something more he could do. But he's already done so much for you. "You aren't going to be able to forget. But, you will be able to grow stronger and soon those memories will hide in the back of your mind. It just takes some time, and I'm going to help you with any nightmares or memories you have. You aren't the only one who goes through these kinds of things. Even I--" Silently questioning his silence, you felt something drop onto your scalp which caused you to look up, only to find that Levi was crying. He didn't even look at you, he just kept staring straight ahead into the distance. "Levi..." "Shh." He placed his hand on the back of your head and brought your face to his chest again before wiping away his tears. Levi Ackerman was crying? In the fifteen years that you've known him, you have only seen him cry a few times. But he had seen you cry a million times and comforted you every time.

It was a surprise to you every time he cried, and to spare his pride, you didn't look at him. You know everything about him, everything that's happened to him, everyone he's met. You know how depressing his life was, but still, you don’t think you’ll get used to seeing him like this. So, you didn't exactly know what to do in this situation. How do you comfort Humanity's Strongest Soldier? What have you done to comfort him in the past? Soon, your own tears had stopped when you had become preoccupied in your thoughts on how to comfort Levi. Maybe you could just do what he does - hug you and tell you that everything will be okay, and say some other things that always seem to calm you down. "Hey, Levi?" "I don't like talking about it," he whispered against your hair. "Well, I don't like seeing you upset, so don't put on an act. Don't act as if everything is okay. Don't hold everything in. There's nothing to hide your feelings from, my love. Let it all out, and talk about whatever's on your mind. You've always helped me through my rough times, so it's time to let me help you." "Thank you, (Y/N)."

#levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #aot #aot fanfiction #aot imagines #snk #snk fanfiction #snk imagines #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #reader insert #x reader #fluff/angst?#can levi be my knight in shining armour pls #id love to run away with him #also him calling me 'my queen' i love it lol

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devilrainbunnie · 4 years ago

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Midnight Train

Dabi x Fem!Reader

cw: smut 18+ minors DNI, chikan, dubcon/noncon, pet names, pervy dabi

You stood in the train station, feeling a bit out of place. Looking around at your surroundings, and wondering when your train was going to arrive. It was running a little too late for your liking. Not to mention the fact that it was late, and cold, you didn’t even have a coat. You were wearing a long sleeved shirt, a short black skirt, and matching thigh highs with some simple school girl like shoes. Which was kind of ironic for you to wear. At the moment, you were currently in your second year of university. Just coming back from an outing with your friends, and cutting it off early because you had work the next morning. You were always overly cautious anywhere near trains, just due to the nature of pervy men, and the amount of times you’ve had experiences with them. Not even to mention how intense it is around this area. You berated yourself internally for deciding to wear something like this out, but now you had no choice but to just try and deal with it for now.

Absent-mindedly you scrolled on your phone, to give you some sort of distraction from the anxiety you felt beginning to stir in your stomach, tightening your thighs together, and keeping your purse close to your body. Then soon, the sounds of a fast moving vehicle, and wheels breaking to a halt brought you out from beneath your phones gaze. Looking up to greet the train. You patiently waited until it’s gears locked into place, and the doors opened. Waiting until the small crowd of people walked out of the cart, and then following into it. The cart was decently full of people. But to your absolute demise, there was some substance on some of the seats that looked like a spilled milk tea boba. Which was why you had to stand. Opting for the back of the cart that had some people also standing around. One of them meeting your gaze. Hooded, cerulean eyes following behind you, as you reached your spot to stand. He must’ve got on with me, you thought to yourself. The person was a bit of distant from you, staring at you without remorse. It was hard to make out their features with the large hood they wore over their head, and it made you anxious. Holding your body closer to itself.

He was looking at you like a predator stalking prey, hungry, and ready to devour. A look that quite honestly was making your heart absolutely flutter against your rib cage. Then you did something kind of stupid, pulling out your phone again, and trying to focus all of your attention on it. Trying to pay the hooded man no attention, out of your peripherals, you saw him lift his hood back. But again, you were too scared to see what he looked like. No matter how intense your curiosity was. After a short while into the trip following that, you checked again to see if he was there, and surprisingly he wasn’t.

That’s when you froze, instantly recognizing the feeling of someone standing just behind you. Too scared to gaze behind you, and the train suddenly causing the cart to jolt, your body mushed right against his, as your wobbly knees made you unstable on your feet. Perfect timing.

“S-Sorry!” you cried out, lurching yourself forward. His body following yours.

“It’s quite alright, doll face.” a husky voice whispered behind you. “I like your skirt, it’s cute on you.”

You didn’t respond to this, your blood was running cold, and your breath hitched inside of your throat. He made it a point to step closer to you, the heat radiating off of him was almost too much. The stranger was only an inch or so from touching your body, a hand reached to you hair, tucking it to the side as he leaned in. Body flush with yours, as he whispered to you. “It’s not nice to ignore people when they compliment you.”

“I’m s-sorry.”

“Is that all you know how to say?”

“I-I’m sorry I’m not trying to offend you--”

“Oh baby, you already did though. You hurt me real bad. Don’t you think I deserve something for my bleeding heart?” he taunted. Hands traveling in different directions, his large hand groping the flesh of your ass. This stranger just reached under your skirt to grab you, and you to let out a little yelp, and his hand colliding with your mouth forcefully. “I don’t think you want to find out what happens to little girls who are loud, and bratty. I’m not gonna hurt you baby, just be a good girl, an’ let me take care of ya.” he raised the hand from your mouth to show you the tiny blue flame in his palm. Instinctively you shuddered, gulping down the lump in your throat. “Am I understood?”

You nodded, he grabbed your jaw, which forced you took look at him as his head appeared by you shoulder. “Use your words, like a good girl. Remember what we talked about?” he was quite attractive, despite all of the deep scars on his face. His black locks framing his face evenly, and looked quite fluffy. His scars looked painful, and so did all his staples. The piercings on his nostrils were cool though-- despite that, he looked like he had been through hell and back. It made you all the more confused, he was good looking enough to score any girl he wanted. Even with all of the scars and staples, girls probably drooled over it. So why did he bothering harassing you on a train? The man was probably just a full blown predator, and it made you start to panic worse.

“Y-yes, I-I’ll be quiet. I’ll be good.” you said with a wavering voice, tears forming in your eyes at the situation.

“Mmm, such a good girl. Nice an’ sweet, just like I like ‘em.” he murmured against your neck, leaving a wake of wet kisses across it. Taking some experimental bites to try to find your sweet spot, and when he did, you writhed against him. Letting out the cutest little whimper. “Look at you, you’re so fuckin’ sexy.” he was thankful he spotted you initially, he really found a prize that night.

He was walking back from a bar, and he saw you approaching the train station. You looked so sweet, so soft, and so easy to taint. The way your squishy thighs looked in your socks, and how your ass’ curve was more prominent due to the skirts little ruffling drove him to you. Eyes lingering over ever inch of your body, he needed you the second he saw your cute face too. He just knew you were a sweet little girl, and he wanted to taste you before he lost you for good. Honestly, you were such a good girl for him right now he debated on taking you home. Sure, you’d be a lovely little pet to have around the house. He could sure use the company, and you were just so goddamn cute. The man would love to wake up every morning to face fuck you, or violate you a little bit before he started his day. I mean how could he not— just look at the way your pretty e/c eyes leaked tears out, and your plump lips pouted as his fingers dove for your pussy. So pretty.

This sick man decided to lick your face to wipe away the tears from your stained, heated cheeks. His long, calloused fingers rubbing against your clothed slit, making your hips buck at the pleasure of it. Little strangled moans being held down in your throat. Waiting for your slick to seep through the pretty light blue cotton, and keep it for later. “Has anyone ever touched you like this before? Hmm? Does it feel good?”

“N-No, plea-ah, please j-just stop.” you cried out, sniffling after you choked out the words. His fingers began to push your pretty little panties to the side, moving his fingers up and down your cunt. Finally able to feel that you were actually becoming a bit wet, he chuckled behind you. You let out a soft moan, the first one he was able to actually get out of you.

“Mm, you’re getting more wet by the second. You sure?” he teased. His opposing hand sleeping inside of your sweater, pushing a breast out of its cup, and squishing the flesh in his palm. Tweaking the nipple between his fingers, arching your back and wincing at the pleasurable pain. “You’re so sensitive, and I haven’t even put my dick in you.”

“Pl-please. I- just want to g-go home.” you whimpered as he continued to violate you, finding your clit and pinching the bud between his fingers. Watching as your breaths became ragged, and the way your knuckles turned white as you held on to the metal pole. The way his fingers were working against your untouched pussy right now, was making it drool. You hated how much that was turning you on.

“Turn your head.” he commanded, and you did. Meeting once again, his face at your shoulder, this time his hand slipped from your breast. Grabbing the opposing side of your face and slamming your lips against his. Surprisingly, his kiss wasn’t at all overbearing, or forceful as you thought it was going to be. It was slow, and somehow passionate, despite the situation. You kissed him back, just trying to be compliant. His lips were soft, despite his lower lip being badly damaged, and he knew how to use it well. The hand quickly knotted itself in your hair, causing you to gasp, and open your mouth for him. His wet muscle tangling in with yours, and with that, a deep guttural groan left the back of his throat. Combined with your little whimpers, created an odd symphony of pleasure.

With your mouth occupied, two of his fingers began running across your slit. Gathering the arousal between his fingers to act as lubricant. Then plunging the digits straight into your throbbing, and tight hole. Which made your body act on instinct, and you gasped loudly in his mouth. He pulled back, chuckling at how much you were reacting now. Panting like a bitch in heat, biting back a plethora of moans inside of your throat. He really wanted to hear you crying out to him, and moaning, but he didn’t want to cause too much of a scene. Who knows, if he’s really feeling up for risking everyone’s safety, mostly his own for some snatch— he’ll fucking do it.

“Do you feel good?” he asked you, kissing up your jaw again.

“Y-yes.” you whispered, your small hands struggle to stay up against the pole. The pace of his fingers began to speed up, causing a horrid squish-y sound to be heard in the atmosphere around the two of you. He was practically cumming at the sound of your wet sex being violated and how well you were taking him.

“Mm, I wish I could hear all those pretty sounds you’re tryin’ to hold back. God, you are just killin’ me tonight.” he moaned into your ear, taking it upon himself to start feverishly pepping your skin with his kisses as he pumped you closer, and closer to your end.

He began noticing the way you were starting to clench against him, he assumed you were beginning to enjoy yourself fully now. His other hand snaked its way down your body to toy with your clit again as well, without intent, you mewled at the sensation. One of your hands coming you to cover your mouth, you anxiously looked around the cart. For some reason, no one was looking. Either they really didn’t want to look, or they were utterly disturbed by the sight in the far corner of the cart. Since no one was paying attention, you decided to act purely on desire since you were now worked up. Letting go of the pole you were holding on to, which the man behind you was quick to notice, thinking you were about to try to fight him off, the hand toying with your clit put a bruising hold on you midsection. You winced, both at the sudden loss of your breath, but also the fingers now violently crashing into your cunt, his breath ragged in your ear, causing a chill to run down your spine. “C-can I turn around?” you asked him. His movements stopped, you couldn’t see but he was looking at you completely dumbfounded.

“Why?” he said, sounding a little offended.

“Well t-there’s not a-lot of people in here. No one i-is going to care, I... liked uhm, kissing.” you murmured shyly, feeling pathetic and disgusted with yourself for wanting more. But the throbbing inside of your womb was now becoming almost unbearable, you could use something to take the edge off.

“What’s your name, baby?” he asked, his chin now resting against your shoulder.

“F/n, why?”

“F/n... you’re very naughty, you know that? I mean what kind of dirty slut wants to start kissing someone who just grabbed ‘em on the train? Maybe I was right, you are a special girl, huh?” he was quick to turn you around, pulling his hood back over his head, but not all the way. Your bodies were touching, and resting against the pole. So that way you could actually look at him. The fingers that were inside you, stuck straight into his mouth. Cleaning off your natural essence off his fingers like he had eaten the best meal he’d ever had. “At least you taste good. Sweet. Like fuckin’ honey or somethin’. C’mere pretty, I’ll let you try.” he leered down at you, his jagged scars twisting up in a cocky smile. Grabbing you by the back of your head, and crashing his lips against yours, sucking your bottom lip into his mouth immediately, snaking a hand of his into your hair. The other one traveling down south once again, pushing right into your slippery walls. Mewling against his tongue.

The sight must’ve been so erotic, they way you were pulling his face closer to yours by holding the back of his neck. Moaning, and panting into the heated kiss. His fingers inside of your pussy scissoring, and harshly pressing right against your cervix. God his fingers are so long.

He yanked your head back, looking at your features. Drinking in the sight of your half lidded eyes, kiss swollen lips and flushed expression. Your eyes silently begging him to keep at it, removing your arms from his. The man bit his lip, leaning back a tad to put his hand around your neck, reveling at how pretty and soft you looked like this. His hand never stopping it’s assault inside of you. “Sweet, right?”

“Y-yeah.”

“How close are you?” he asked, picking up his pace.

“Mmm, c-close. So close. Nngh.” The hand around your neck squeezed harder at the sides, making your eyes roll back as the thrusts of his hand picked up. The man stood over you once more, watching how your eyes kept rolling back into your skull, and how you biting so hard on your lip he was worried it might split.

“Dabi.” he said, waiting for you to reply, and giving your neck a break from the squeezing.

“H-Huh?”

“My name, I want you to say it. Say it when you’re cummin’, I want you to remember who made you feel this good.” he kissed your cheek. “Will you be a good girl, an’ do that for me?”

“Yes D-Dabi. I’ll- be good.”

“You’re completely falling apart with just my touch.” he chuckled, leaning to your ear again, his hands dropping from your neck, to your thigh. Feeling to flesh of your ass again, this time he tried to hold your thigh to his hip, like he was expecting you to let him carry you. But in all honesty, it’s so he could rut his hips against your thigh and try to pretend for a second he was fucking you. Dabi reveled in the feeling of your soft skin against his fingertips. Bet it would feel even nicer against his dick. “I could fuck you right now, just whip out my cock, and stick it right in. I bet you’d like that huh? Me fucking you in front of all these people? I bet you wouldn’t even try to be quiet. Dirty, dirty girl. Maybe I should, huh-”

“No! No, p-please not here. Not in public. P-please Dabi.”

“I like seeing you beg like that, so I won’t this time ‘round.” he attached his mouth to your neck. Making it a point now to mark his territory, and watch you squirm. Wait-- this time around?! In that moment, you felt you were seconds away from bursting and his words meant nothing. His fingers inside of you continued to curl, and push you in all the right places. Your body quickly beginning to flood with a familiar euphoric sensation, knees growing weak, and the blissful feeling of stomach growing tight was all you could think about.

“D-Dabi.” you mewled out, mouth left to hang open. Your hands quickly clutching the jacket he was wearing, trying to feel like you had some control. “Please d-don’t stop, p-lease- oh!”

He stared into your face as you grew closer. Dabi liked how hard you were tugging at his jacket, it confirmed for him that you were actually growing a lot closer than he thought. Despite the feeling of your gooey walls clenching around his fingers as if it was trying to suck them in. “Cum for me baby, you’re so close.”

“Dabi-- oh God, fuck- Dabi!” you cried out, a little bit louder than you intended. The coil in your stomach finally snapped, releasing the overwhelming feeling of your formerly restrained orgasm. Your tight cunny was clenching vigorously around him as he continued to pump into you, enjoying as you struggled to breathe due to how hard you had just came. Every inch of your body was jolting, trying to adjust to the come down of the feeling, and the man above you was watching with a smile. Dabi brought his free hand up that wasn’t covered in slick, and wiped some sweat, as well with stray hairs from your face.

“Open up.” he said, removing his hand from your aching, and pleased cunt, shoving them into your mouth. Suddenly alarmed by the feeling of tasting your own arousal, and having his fingers try to climb their way down your throat. “Suck.”

So that’s what you did-- suck on his fingers, and he pumped them as well. Watching your pretty mouth try to take all of his abuse, and after he deemed them clean enough, he pulled them out. “You did so well for me tonight. We a couple minutes left of this ride, let’s make out.”

Before you could even respond, his tongue was already in your mouth and silencing you. During the time it took for you guys to get to your train stop, you did exactly that. Passionately making out for all to see, against a pole inside of a train cart. His hands palming your ass under your skirt like before, and your hands running through the tendrils of inky black locks. Honestly, you really should feel more ashamed than you currently are. Making out with the same man who was making you cry not even fifteen minutes ago, and letting him grind his erection against your thigh. But, you needed to fix that ache in your womb. You needed someone, or something, to make that coil snap.

Then soon, the train was beginning to halt to a stop, and the two of you pulled away. Your hands still locked into his hair. Holding his face close to yours. “That was fun, but I oughta head off now. I’ll be lookin’ out for you, so don’t do anything stupid, or run off on me.” you nodded, feeling threatened by his words, but also excited at the opportunity to see him again. Never in a million years would you think this of all things would happen, but it wasn’t anything to complain about. He pulled you in for another kiss, and following it by pressing another one to your cheek. “Get home safe now, ‘kay?”

“Okay.” you said in a hushed voice, as he pulled away from your body. Pulling his hood further over his face. Leaving you a stick, sweaty mess in the now emptying train. Adjusting your skirt, and top, combing through your now horribly messed locks.

Before stepping out, you got a disgusted look from an older woman in the back of the cart. Shaking her head at you. But it made you let out a little laugh, stepping out of the cart on to the platform. Eyes scanning the scene for any sight of your scarred, and disturbed prince charming. But by that time he was long gone. Which kind of made you sad, but also relieved. Your mind was hazy, and clouded with a confused lust. Wondering if his words were true— were you going to see him again? Did you even want to? Why weren’t you freaking out right now? What is going on?

The entire walk home, was filled with your mind being so loud it was drowning out all of your senses.

Including the one that could’ve sensed the man following you home.

Don’t worry though, he just wanted to make sure his pet got home safely.

#dabi smut #dom dabi #tw chikan #tw: dark fics #tw dark fic #dabi x reader #dabi fan fiction #tw dubcon #tw noncon #tw smut

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barbecuebabybackribs · 4 years ago

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Being in a Poly relationship with Emmett and Rosalie would include:

(Gender Neutral Pronouns

I hope you guys enjoy this! It just popped into my head so I decided to write it out for all of y’all. Also this is super long!! Just a heads up, Enjoy and stay safe guys:) )

To say you surprised them would be a big understatement

They’d both be really conflicted- neither of them wanted to admit they wanted to pursue you

Edward would take pity on them

“Emmett, Rosalie, you both want to be with Y/N- the other won’t be upset if you admit it.”

“...”

Emmett is absolutely pumped- having one mate? Amazing, fabulous. But having two? ABSOLUTE HEAVEN

Rosalie is a bit more conflicted- you’re a human, so fragile and vulnerable. Being around her would mean you’re constantly at risk, not to mention the fact that you becoming a vampire at one point or another shakes her to her very core.

Emmett agree’s to not ask you out until Rosalie is comfortable with it, IF, she agrees to befriend you in the meantime

The next time your in the cafeteria- sitting alone picking at the cheap school lunch, when two people sit at the table with you

When you look up you realize Emmett is on your left and Rosalie is on your right- your surrounded by the schools power couple- the schools very attractive power couple

“Um, Hello?” you say nervously due to the fact they never interact with others outside of there family- let alone you.

“Hello, I’m Rosalie, your Y/N, Right?”

“Yeah, and I know you, You’re Rosalie Hale, and That’s Emmett Cullen, your basically the talk of the school.”

“Oh really? So what have they been saying about us?” Emmett would laugh- knowing some of the rumors going around town were a bit wild.

You’d talk for the rest of the lunch period, telling them about yourself and all the rumors about them- some as simple as Rosalie being a bleached blonde, some being that Emmett ran a satanic sex cult and Rosalie flirts with people to lure them in- that one had Emmett and Rosalie nearly rolling on the floor with laughter

For the next week they’d always sit with you at lunch and you started to consider them friends

The next week they showed up after your last class and walked you to your car

The next week at lunch they started telling you about how they were heading up to Seattle during the weekend

“Hey you know what? You should go with us!”

“Oh? I would hate to impose and be a third wheel.”

“Come on, we’d love to have you there.” Emmett would smile and wrap and arm around you.

You’d look to Rosalie to see if she was okay with it, She had a smile on her face so you assumed she was down

“Yeah, it does sound like fun.”

They’d pick you up from your house the next day in their Jeep

Emmett was blaring music which caused you neighbors to give you a dirty look

Emmett insists you see the “Gum Wall” Which was both interesting a gross

Rosalie takes you to the top of the Space Needle

Rosalie almost has a heart attack- if that were possible- when you stand up to fast and get light headed

Emmett forces you to sit back down and tries to keep Rosalie from calling Carlisle

“I’m sorry guys, I just got light-headed since I haven’t eaten yet today.”

They both forgot you had human needs and Rosalie sits with you scolding you for not telling them you were hungry earlier while Emmett finds food for you

Comes back essentially holding enough food to feed 20 people

“UM! That’d a lot!”

“Well I didn’t know what you wanted so I got one of everything.”

You awkwardly eat as much as you can- offering a lot of it to them and being a tad confused when they decline

You end up giving the leftovers to homeless people

You end up having an amazing day, they take you and bid you farewell- saying you had to do it more often

Watching them drive away you realize you’d fallen for them

You low key feel guilty and the next time the sit with you, you can’t get the thought of you being a horrible person and homewrecker out of your head- I mean they’re in love with each other, who are you to think you even stand a chance?

They both realize something’s off with you and ask Edward later that day if he noticed anything in your thoughts- even though Rosalie told him to stay out of your head.

He tells them what you had been conflicted about

They’re conflicted

Emmett’s pumped you officially like them- and both of them, part of him was worried about you only falling for one of them

Rosalie was happy you shared there feelings but the fact you thought negatively of yourself because of them ate her up.

Rosalie tells Emmett it’s time to consider asking you out,

It still takes them a few weeks to officially ask but suddenly your receiving presents from them and being invited to all kinds of outings

You make them string friendship bracelets and they think it’s the cutest thing in the world- they both wear them 24/7

Movie “Outings”

Hiking “Outings”

Port Angela’s “Outings”

Going to lunch wear only you eat

Getting ice cream where only you eat.

Basically any human thing they can do, you’re right there next to them

Emmett takes you to play football and only laughs at how bad you are

You’re jaw drops to the floor when you see Emmett throw the ball out of the field

“How the hell?!?”

“Oops, to much power in that one.”

Rosalie takes you on a self pamper day

Hair- Check . Nails- Check. skin Care- Check. Gossip- Check.

You go home that day having dirt on everyone in the town

One day your surprised to see they aren’t waiting for you after class, you stick around for a few minutes to see if they’re late- but they never show

Eventually you head to your car and see them waiting for you there and they finally officially ask you out

Rosalie starts to say it but hesitates and Emmett says it for her

“Y/N, We wanna go out with you.”

“... Like... to the movies?”

“No, we mean, we want to date you.” Rosalie says, tightening her grip on Emmett’s hand

Your silent for a few seconds and they’re worried you’’re going to say no

Pleasantly surprised when you break out in a big smile and say “Yes!”

“Awesome.” Emmett says pulling you into long bear hug- which he squeezes a little to tight but you just savor the moment

Rosalie is standing next to the both of you, absolutely shocked and excited, gets a big smile on her face when she see’s you and Emmett’s smile and hears how fast your heart is beating

You all enjoy your evening together- your smiles never leaving your faces

They drive you home and Rosalie gives you a hug goodbye- which turns into a group hug when Emmett joins

They never tell you but they heard you call your friend practically squealing in excitement as you told them you’d just got back on a date with “Rosalie AND EMMETT”

They both went home down right giddy- they got cornered by Alice, with Jasper and Edward both in the corner snickering

After you officially start dating Emmett and Rosalie don’t hold back

Emmett has picked you up and carried you around school multiple times

Rosalie had to be physically restrained when someone had the audacity to grope your ass

She still gave them a piece of her mind tho- and it’s rumored they never laid a hand on another person again

They help you study and do your homework- they do have lot’s of experience after all

When your parents aren’t home you all stay up late in the living room watching movies- Rosalie finds your mom baby photo album of you and gushes over tiny you

You end up falling asleep on Emmett’s shoulder- Rosalie takes a photo of you two

Dates with each other but also dates where its just you and Rosalie, you and Emmett, or just the two of them

Emmett kisses you first- takes you surprise and kisses you after he dropped you off at home, then drove away with the biggest cheeky grin in the world

Rosalie is low-key jealous they kissed you first

Next time you see Rosalie? She dips you over and gives you a big ole kiss

Smugly smiles when she see’s you have the biggest blush on your face known to man

After the initial kiss it’s just part of the daily norm

A kiss when you first see each-other, when you say goodbye, a random smooch or two threw out the day

You get all kinds of envious glares from others

Also people who just think you’re sickingly cute

Rosalie decides it’s time for you to know about vampires when you start asking why they never eat on your guy’s dates and there eye’s always change colors

Take you on a long hike so there’s no one around to hear, also encase you feel the need to scream in confusion/fear

You think they’re joking at first

That is until Emmett picks up a boulder and throws it like it’s a baseball across the field

You sit down on a log to process for a second

“Y/N... Are you okay?”

“I made out with a vampire... I made out with two vampires... I’m DATING TWO VAMPIRES!”

You have a million questions and they answer them all

You ask Emmett to pick you up with one hand- he does and laughs at how surprised you are

“You’re like the hulk!”

You dramatically lean against a tree and tell Rosalie she’ll need to carry you back since your just soo tired- you mean it mainly as a joke

To your surprise she carries you bridal style all the way home- laughing at how giddy you are over such a simple thing

They don’t have fully have sex with you while your human but they are willing to do a lot of other things

They forgot how much humans blush at simple things and it makes no-beating hearts ache

Introduction to the family is a bit awkward but pleasant

Esme absolutely adores you and loves cooking you complex dishes

Carlisle is so happy to see you making his “Kids” happy and also is happy that you’re such a lovely person in general

Edward and Alice basically already know everything about you

Alice gets a little to excited and talks about how good of friends you’ll be and how she’s already planning your new wardrobe

Rosalie pry’s her away from you

Edward doesn’t say much to you but is nice, a little moody but nice

Bella makes sure you feel welcome and tells her if your’re ever struggling to come to her because she’s been in the same situation and knows what it’s like

After meeting them it basically becomes your second home

They get a bed put in there room so you can spend the night

They love cuddling with you while you sleep, adoring how you’ll softly mumble random words

Cute little picnic dates

You watch Rosalie work on cars and attempt to help her

She ends up teaching you the basics

Sometimes you read to her while she works on cars, or you simply keep her company

Emmett and you wrestle a lot- although he obviously always wins besides the few times he lets you win

You’ve randomly leaped onto his back to many time to count- he loves it

You all go on vacation together during the summer

You go to some private beach and gush over how there skin sparkles so beautifully

Rosalie and Emmett nearly die on the spot when they see you get hit by a car

Rosalie holds you while Emmett calls 911

They realize the cops won’t get there in time- but they don’t want to “doom” you to the life of a vampire

“It’s okay guys, you don’t have to do it.” You would smile weakly at them

“Don’t say that, you’ll be fine.”

It was a lie and you all knew it

When your heart beats starts to slow down and you’re eyes flicker closed they silently agree they have to do it

Emmett is the one who bites you- a lump forming in his throat as you groan in pain as the venom starts to take affect

Rosalie cradles you softly as you start your transition- they end up moving you when they hear the ambulance coming close

They calls the rest of the cullens and let them know- Alice had already seen it but she was to late to call and warn them

They all come to you but all silently agree to only let Rosalie and Emmett in the room your in until you’re ready- most newborns want to be alone

When you wake up and your blood red eyes flicker around the room, you jump up so fast you break the bed frame

All previously dull colors are now vibrant and almost headache inducing, you can hear everything in a room that was previously silent, and the smells- the smells were the worst part, everything was so overwhelming

Not to mention the almost unbearable burning in the back of your throat

“Y/N, are you alright?”

You look over to see a very stressed looking Emmett and Rosalie

“Uhm” You rasp out before clearing your throat, “I.. think so?”

Rosalie offers you a cup of blood Edward had caught for you

You hesitantly take it and ask “What... What does it take like.”

“Take a sip and find out!” Emmett slaps your back and then rubs it supportingly

You take a small sip, surprised at how much it lessens the burning in your throat “It’s.. okay.” You say not wanting to admit it was really good to you- although you do finish the glass

Alice proceeds to carry a whole mirror into the room so you can see yourself- you stare awkwardly at your reflection that now seems foreign

Vampire lessons by everyone

Jasper and Emmett teach you to fight

Carlisle teaches you restraints

Edward and Bella teach you the whole cover story

Rosalie and Alice teach you “How to act human 101″

Emmett and Rosalie both find you one day obviously upset when you realize you’ll have to leave behind your friends and family

They help you learn to cope and let you know it’s completely normal to feel what you feel

Emmett cheers you up by throwing you fifty feet in the air- which was a unique method that worked wonders

Emmett sneak attacks you and you flinch so hard you put a hole in the wall

You get him back by tackling him to the ground- which only works for a second before he’s rolled on top of you and hungrily looking at you lips

You end up making out in the middle of the woods

When the rest of the cullens go back home you decide to stay at the beach for another week

During that week you all agree to take the next step- multiple times

It’s a good thing jasper is out of there because you are full of lust for literal days

You all go home and Edward immediately cringes at Emmett’s thoughts

You home to reveal all your previous rooms stuff had been moved to Rosalie and Emmett’s room- Well now Rosalie, Emmett’s, and Your room

You all are cuddle bugs

Resting your head on Rosalie’s chest is your favorite thing

Well, Clinging to Emmett’s back while he makes his way threw daily life is also up there

You all go hunting together and are one powerful gang

In Rosalie’s eyes your all damned but at least you’re damned together

You all spend the rest of your very long lives protecting and loving each other- even threw the roughest of times nothing could break you apart

You all love each other and that’s enough

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katsukari · 4 years ago

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Can I have fluff father headcanons with the trios or other characters in MHA?

Of course you can! Sorry this took so long to get out there work and school have been taking up all of my time. Also not quite sure who is in the second trio, so I’m just gonna do the main three and a few others! With that being said, obviously they are adults in this one, so let’s go!

What would Midoriya, Todoroki, Bakugou, Mirio and Tamaki be like as fathers?

Midoriya Izuku

He’d be the sweetest dad, I’m not even gonna pretend otherwise. Like I think he’s gonna be so amazed by his kid and so awestruck. Doesn’t matter if its his biologically or adopted, he will love them just the same.

He will definitely cry the first time he holds them. And the first time they say dad. And he’s gonna cry about a lot of things to be completely honest. He’s so soft.

Get’s so nervous about doing things wrong. He’s probably gonna call and talk to his mom so much about being a dad. How do you change a diaper? What do you do when they won’t take the bottle or pacifier and won’t stop crying? Help mom!

Would support and encourage his child through anything. The first thing that his child decided was going to be their dream job he would hype them up like no other.

No doubt would struggle not to give his kid everything they asked for. The puppy-dog eyes would be the worst for him and he would feel like a monster for saying no, but there are certain things and times he has to.

Not gonna lie, I think he would love to wear clothes that match his kids. Or just have a day where the whole family matches.

He is all about taking pictures and videos of his kid, you sometimes will have to remind him to put the phone or camera down so he can just experience the moment.

Overall I think he’s going to be the cutest dad ever. Loves to hold and carry his child around. If they want a piggyback ride he’s all about it, same goes for naps. Just any time his kid wants to be close to him makes his heart swell.

Todoroki Shouto

I think he would be so nervous to have a kid. He would do his best to hide it, but just give him a lot of reassurance and when he needs it time to think. But he is just so determined to be a better dad than his was and he is.

He is so hesitant to hold his newborn or hug his child if they are adopted. It a common thing, for Todoroki to be incredibly nervous regarding anything to do with his child.

He about melts the first time he hears them laugh. Just like with his significant other, he wants to record it and keep it with him so that whenever life gets hard or work is too stressful he has a pick me up in his pocket.

Once he gets used to having a small human in his life he loves to take a nap on the couch with them laying on his chest. He finds it massively comforting and if you join in it just makes it all the better.

He relies a lot on his mom and siblings to give him advice.

I can see him doing a lot of reading on parenting and getting so caught up in trying to do the right thing he forgets to live life in the moment. After talking to his significant other he relaxes and puts the parenting books back on the shelf.

He gets really emotional as they grow up, and he tries to keep himself from embarrassing them, but sometimes it just comes out. Will apologize if ever he upsets them or he makes a mistake. He knows how important it is that his child trusts him.

He’s a very thoughtful parent and wants to be there for his kid no matter what.

Bakugou Katsuki

He puts on a tough face, but inside I think he’s completely terrified to have a kid. I think since his character growth is so big, he winds up very concerned that he won’t be a good dad. But he is.

All that fear goes away the first time he sees and gets to hold his kid. He completely falls in love and can’t hide it. AKA we get to see soft Bakugou.

His kid has him completely wrapped around their finger. He would do anything for his kid, and surprisingly he has a hard time telling his kid now. If it was anyone else’s kid he would have no problem, but his own child gets whatever they want (within reason).

Always makes sure that he has contact with his kid when they go out to do something like grocery shopping. Lord help anyone who tries to touch or take his child. Protective dad 100%.

He adores it when his kid wants to be near him, though that tough side sometimes shows itself. But more often than not he give in and hold them, puts them on his shoulder or lets them take a nap with him.

Supports his child like no other, and wants to make sure that they are prepared for whatever life throws their way and he hates to see them hurt or sad.

Not going to lie, he probably gets really sad as they grow up and grow away from him. He hates that his job gets in the way of being there for them all the time.

So he cherishes every second he gets with them and tries to make it special.

Will play along with whatever his kid wants him to do, he just can’t say no sometimes. So this does mean that there are time where he find himself at a play tea party or playing out in the rain getting covered in mud.

He’s a good dad, and tries his best to prepare his children for what lies outside their door.

Mirio Togata

Sunshine man. He has more excitement than nerves when it comes to having a child. He is so ready to have a little one running around the house creating a mess wherever they go.

He loves that he can see parts of himself and you in the child, by their looks, their personality, how they speak. All of it, and it goes for if you two adopt a child as well.

He sees the best in them and lifts them up. He loves to make them laugh and smile and he has this incredible skill to calm them down in the middle of crying.

Once they are old enough he loves taking them to the park so they can run around and be active together. Also the fresh air is nice.

Will pick up and hold his child whenever they way. There is something special about having a child want to be near you, and that they trust you to take care of them.

He’s very much an “everything in moderation” kind of parent. He tries not to spoil his kids too much, but he wants to make sure they are happy and safe and that everything is good.

Totally loves playing with his kids, be it tea parties or catch. He’s all about it, especially if it makes them happy.

He tries his best to always be there for his kids and to make time for important occasions.

Will totally wear matching clothes with his kid. If they’re too embarrassed by it he won’t wear it out of the house.

A very energetic parent overall. He loves to be up and moving with his kid and will do anything for them.

Amajiki Tamaki

This precious man is such a nervous wreck, it’s not even funny. He almost says no to holding the child because he’s so anxious that he’ll do something wrong.

Once you’ve convinced him that he won’t drop the child he finally takes them in his arms and he fall completely in love and he vows to be a the best dad.

Loves to hold them. He finds a sense of peace in it and he’s so full of wonder at how something so small and so precious came to be and what he did to deserve it.

You know how I said he loves to slow dance with his s/o? He totally loves to dance with his kids. He may even try some more high energy dances and he loves to get you in the mix as well.

He loves being able to sit around the table with his little family. For some reason he finds comfort in the idea that something depends on him, even though at first it terrified him.

He loves to help them eat and rock them to sleep. Often the warmth and repetitive motions almost puts him to sleep as well. He loves taking naps with his kid.

Has a hard time saying no, how could he when his kid looks at him in that way? With the big puppy dog eyes and the pouty lips, he would hate himself if he said no. He’s whipped.

He is the sweetest most caring father there is. He is such a good listener and he has this ability to make everything feel like it’s going to be alright.

#katsukari #katsukari writes #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #bnha #mha #midoriya izuku #midoriya headcanons #todoroki shouto #todoroki headcanons #bakugou katsuki #bakugou headcanons #mirio togata #mirio headcanons #amajiki tamaki #amajiki headcanons #fluff #bnha fluff #mha fluff

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whump-town · 4 years ago

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Hospital

A hurt Emily fic for idk anyone. I just wrote it forever ago and just got around to finishing the ending... Hotchniss and whump soo I’m also like obsessed rn with retired Hotch and Emily still working but also like old Hotchniss is really soft

“Hotch!” His large dark figure jogs down the hall. Even aged, cheeks covered with a soft greying beard, and hair a little longer than what used to be typical, it takes Garcia only a glance to know that it’s him. A single glance to recognize the distinct way that he exists in space. She rises to her feet to meet him as he comes to a breathless halt. “What’re you doing here?”

He’s shaking, eyes scanning over the little crowd of them. “Where--” he recognizes them even if he doesn’t know them. Luke Alvez, Emily’s always going on about him. Hotch had hired the young man and Emily never stops reminding him of that. He’s surmised the younger man is to her what she used to be to him-- a pain in the ass. Matt Simmons, tall, charming, and looks exactly the same as the first time Hotch met him years ago. Tara, whom he knows, and respects for her ability to work so flawlessly with Emily. Then JJ and Reid.

“Where is she,” he asks. A few years ago, he would never be putting on the show that he is right now. He certainly wouldn’t be standing here. He’d be off hidden somewhere, reeling with emotions and probably being an ass to anyone unfortunate enough to run into him. But not today. “Where’s Emily?”

They’ve been doing this little dance for ages. For longer than it even matters to count. He hadn’t been brave enough to say anything, never has been. So, even after thousands of letters back and forth from London, Emily coming home to help the team, and stopping Scratch… She’d found him, though.

Weekends started revolving around her schedule. She and Jack spending time together, to make up for how she left things after Doyle. Then… they didn’t even need Jack. They started texting again. She’d tell him about Luke and Reid getting into trouble. How Matt has the cutest kids. That Garcia is dragging them out for a girls’ night.

And, standing in the middle of this hospital corridor, he finally understands what it’s like to be on the other half. What it must have been like for Haley and Will and Luke’s wife. To not know if the other half of you is…

Dave appears from the hall, calm. He smiles when he spots Hotch. “Aaron,” he calls, with a small wave. For old friends, he hasn’t seen much of the man since his retirement. More than the team, Jack’s a very big fan of weekends spent up at Dave’s house but still. It’s been a while.

“Dave,” Hotch breaths. He steps up to the older man, twisting and anxiously pulling at his hands. Trying to work the stress out of his body. “Is she okay?”

Rossi looks the younger man over. In this state, he’s not going to be nearly as soothing as Dave needs him to be. Emily’s hurting and she’s asking for Hotch but they’re going to be like gas on a house fire if he lets them near one another right now. “Sit down,” he instructs, motioning to the chairs.

Hotch’s bottom lips trembles, his voice thick as he barely manages to form Rossi’s name. “Dave, please,” he rasp.

Rossi doesn’t budge.

Knees shaking under him, Hotch sinks heavily into the chair. He leans over himself, elbows on his knees. “I don’t have time for this,” he complains, working his fingers through his hair. He rubs at his face, sniffling as he roughly wipes the tears that fall against his will.

He glances up when a hand falls on his back, Tara offers him a smile. “She’s strong,” Tara informs him with a strength that he wished he had. “I was with her the entire time,” Tara inhales calmly, drawing her shoulders up with the breath. If she wants to reflect the calm that Hotch needs, she needs to look the part. With a nod of her head she adds, “she was aware the entire time. Trying to give orders and keep us calm.”

He nods his head, bottom lip still trembling and eyes rimmed with the tears that he refuses to let fall. “Sounds like Emily,” he manages, eyes shifting to the team as they nod agreeance. Her team. He’d left the BAU to her and she’d nestled and nurtured like she does everything. Looking at them, gathered around him and just as worried as he is, he can’t imagine why she’d ever been so afraid to take over.

“Alright,” Rossi sighs. He sits down beside Aaron, preparing himself. He’d seen her. Not her power of attorney but still trusted enough that his name was the second one she thought of when she woke up. She needed someone and Aaron hadn’t been here. “She’s sedated--” he holds up his hand when Hotch tries to cut in. “I know, I’ve already requested they pull her off the medication. I know she doesn’t like it.”

Pushing his hand through his own hair he sighs, “she’s… tired but she wants to see you.” Hotch nods. “You have to be calm.”

“I’ll be fine.”

Dave shakes his head but caves, “alright.”

She’d taken a hit straight to her vest. Laid out on her back struggling to breathe, she’d realized that she’s way too fucking old for this. She remembered all the times Aaron had tried to convince her back to bed in the early mornings. Practically begging her to just take the day off. To stay here with him.

When she wakes up in the hospital, stiff and in pain, all she wants is him. Someone to hold her hand and to pull her hair off of her back. It’s itchy and she hates it.

Seeing Dave, she could have cried. So certain he was going to deny her and tell her Aaron wasn’t coming.

“Aaron,” she whispers, a sob bubbling its way up out of her throat. She’s too weak and hurting to reach out for him but he doesn’t break stride when he sees her. “There you are,” she can’t remember what happened between taking that shot to the vest and now. There’s a faint, faint, memory of the feeling of her blood pooling around her. Fear. She’d been afraid. Now, face pressed into his shoulder and his arms wrapped tightly around her, she’s not afraid at all.

Pressing her face into his clothes she smiles, “you smell good.”

He laughs but it’s chocked and sounds more like a scoff. “Thanks,” he croaks. Sniffling, he pulls back from her hug. There’s a fleck of blood on her neck, leftover from the wound on her side. He’s already mapping out ways to keep her comfortable when he gets to take her home. The couch isn’t any good but their bedroom is on the second floor of their house. He’s a little too old to be carrying her but he already knows he’ll pull his back out before he makes her walk up the stairs.

“I like the beard,” she whispers dreamily, fingers scratching at his facial hair.

He places his hand over hers, cupping her hand there.

“Aaron--”

He covers his mouth, looking away as his breathing hitches his tears to fall.

“Honey,” she whispers, tugging his hand when he keeps himself turned from her. Trying to hide his tears. “You don’t have to hide,” she reminds him softly. He still keeps his head turned. “Well, if you’re going to hide your tears will you at least make yourself useful and come over here and cuddle me, huh? I’m tried and I’m in pain and I don’t sleep alone.”

He shakes his head, pulling his hand from hers, wiping at his face.

“I wasn’t playing,” she clarifies. “I need another blanket and your big dumb butt up here with me.”

Rubbing his tears away, Hotch forces himself to breathe. To calm down. Clearing his throat, he goes to the closet on the other side of the room. Retrieving her second blanket. “There’s not enough room on there for me,” he informs her, spreading the blanket and draping it over her delicately.

She frowns, sadly looking down at the room between her sides and the railing. She’s pouting. Very childishly so but he can’t stand to see her sad and she knows it. “Please,” she whispers. “Won’t you just try?”

He sighs and she knows she’s won.

He’s terrified he’ll hurt her but she’s completely okay with that.

“How,” he’s half on the edge, scratching at the side of his face as he tries to figure out how to lay on his side or--

“I don’t care,” she replies, head leaning on the pillow as she watches him. She’s always thought his thinking was rather hot. So analytic and logical. Funny thing is, both of those traits also annoy the hell out of her.

With a nod of his head, she can see he’s come up with his plan. He’s got his “business” face on, or, as she calls it, his “Agent Hotchner” face. It’s very distinct and cute.

“Oh careful with the hands mister,” she giggles, smiling when he places a hand on her stomach, carefully maneuvering himself around her. His thumb grazes her breast and she’s only in this hospital gown. He rolls his eyes but she knows he loves her little jokes.

When he stops moving, he’s successfully managed to get mostly behind her, allowing her to lean back against his chest. A favorite cuddling position of hers. He’s very content with himself. She’s happily moving herself to nestle as closely as she can.

“You’re very warm,” she informs him, wincing when she pulls on her sore side. He rubs her back and she can feel herself relaxing again. Everything is warm. Her head is on his chest, she can hear his heart beating, and his breath running down under her gown across her skin. She’s not going to be able to stay awake like this.

“Emily?”

His voice has thickened again and she can hear the tears in his voice. Without opening her eyes she finds his leg and pats it, trying her best sleepy and hurting to comfort him as best she can. “What is it, my love?” She doesn’t make a habit of using little monikers like that in their day-to-day life but occasionally it’s the best way to remind him she loves him.

“I love you,” he whispers, “you know that, right.”

She smirks, he’s always so anxious. Terrified one day she’ll wake up and doubt every minute of the last decade. “I know,” she assures him. “Most of the time,” she amends with a smile, “I doubt it a little when you wake me up snoring or leave the toilet seat up.”

He smiles and shakes his head.

Good, she thinks and sighs contently. They’re going to be okay.

#criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #hotchniss #aaron hotchner #emily prentiss

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sunsetcurveofficial · 4 years ago

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idk if i should ask through here??? but for the prompts you were taking: i thought 10 with merthur?? and 13 with reggie/luke ;))) love your work <3<3<3

thank you for sending them in!! i did peterpatter first, and i’ll do the merthur one in a separate post.

i think this is the first time i ever used present tense in a fic, since this is all about enhancing my writing horizon. was interesting. also idk what this is. it developed a life of its own.

13. “Don’t be sorry… it was kind of cute, actually.”

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Here’s the thing. Luke Patterson isn’t the tidiest person, exactly. His room tends to be messy, his things tend to be scattered all around the studio, and he can never find the shirt he’s looking for. Sometimes he wakes up in a Nirvana mood and all he can find are Green Day shirts. Sometimes he puts his journal down somewhere, because he has to grab a guitar before the riff in his head leaves him again. And then he forgets where he put it and searches for hours until Reggie, Alex, or Bobby hand it to him as if it was right there all along.

It’s just that he gets so into his music that he forgets things sometimes. He also forgets time a lot and then he doesn’t have any left to clean or bring organise his stuff. It drives his Mom rather mad, but Luke can’t help it. He tries, really, but two days later his room always seems to be back to its original state of chaos.

So imagine his surprise when he gets home after practice one night and finds his room all tidy and clean with small notes pinned to random objects, commenting things like ‘Do you really need this, Luke?’ or just ‘Hahaha.’ or ‘Omg, you kept this.’ in what he identifies as Reggie’s handwriting. He’s read enough of his country songs to know. Smiling, he picks up a stuffed bear Reggie once won for him at a fair they went to together when Alex and Bobby were both busy with their own families. Reggie pinned a note to it, saying ‘Nice to see you keeping the tokens of my affection.’

He hugs the bear close to his chest and keeps looking around his room for more of Reggie’s inane commentary. He finds dozens of notes, and decides to keep them where they are. They make something flutter beneath his ribcage, and fill him with warmth and a sense of comfort he only knows from playing his music. He’s not sure how he feels about Reggie coming to his house when he’s not there and rummaging through his things, but at the same time he knows there aren’t any secrets he’s keeping from him anyway, and Reggie knew about his latest fight with his mother. It was pretty bad, so Luke spent the night at the studio where his friend found him in the morning. So, Reggie knew he struggles with keeping his room clean again, causing him to fight with Emily and feel miserable about it, and he decided to help, apparently.

“I’m sorry for not asking first,” Reggie says suddenly, and Luke spins around to find him standing in the doorway, smiling a little sheepishly. “Your mom let me in,” he answers Luke’s unasked question.

“Don’t be sorry,” Luke says softly, gesturing around his room. “This… it was kind of cute, actually.”

Reggie leans against the doorframe and crosses his arms in front of his chest as he raises a suggestive eyebrow and smiles so brightly, Luke feels himself physically react to the sight.

“Aw, you think I’m cute, do you?”

Luke snorts.

“Yeah, man. The cutest.” He’s not lying. Reggie is… the best friend in the world, but he’s also beautiful, and funny, and Luke loves him so much, really.

Oh. Well, okay. That’s a new thought.

Luke hums curiously as he turns away from Reggie to hide the blush rising to his cheeks. He spots another note at the foot of his bed. ‘Remember when we used to pretend your bed is a stage and performed really bad versions of Queen songs on your first guitar?’

Luke does remember. And he feels warm all over again. Oh. So, Reggie? It’s Reggie for him? The decision is quickly made. Luke has always been an impulsive person, and if he wants something, he goes for it. Apparently he wants Reggie now.

He’s about to turn around when he feels Reggie wrap his arms around his waist from behind and rest his chin on Luke’s shoulder.

“You don’t have to hide your pretty blush, you know?” Reggie says, voice lower than usual. Luke feels it right down to his bones.

“Aw, you think I’m pretty, do you?” Luke says, matching Reggie’s tone from before and grinning as he turns his head. It’s an awkward angle, but they’re so close, their noses almost touching, and Luke suddenly has trouble breathing.

“Yeah, man. The prettiest,” Reggie replies, imitating Luke from before, but sounding no less sincere.

Luke hums again.

“This is new. I have to admit I did not see this one coming,” he says softly, curiously glancing at Reggie’s lips. “You and I?”

Reggie leans a little closer, and his lips are ghosting over Luke’s, almost touching, but not quite yet.

“Neither did I. But I had an epiphany while cleaning your room and finding all these memories of us,” Reggie says, his voice barely more than a whisper. He chuckles. “Well, there goes my heterosexuality.”

And then he kisses Luke, and Luke drops the bear he was still holding to turn in his arms and kiss him back, arms coming around his neck to keep him close.

“That’s overrated anyway,” he comments in between kisses, just before they fall onto Luke’s bed together. The very same one they used to play rockstars on when they were 11.

Later that night, Luke finds more notes as he happily sings ABBA songs to himself. ‘Hello pretty boy. What’s up?’ is written on a small yellow note on the corner of his mirror. On his CD copy of The Other Side of the Mirror by Stevie Nicks, Reggie left a note saying ‘I hope I get to kiss you one day just for owning this. Not sure if I mean that platonically… We should probably talk. I hope you don’t find this before I get a chance to talk to you. If you do… well. Surprise? Reggie is having a sexuality crisis and it’s all your fault.’

And when he picks out a fresh shirt from his closet, a note falls out informing him that Luke’s lack of sleeves on most of his shirts played a significant role in Reggie’s crisis about his sexuality.

“You dork,” he mumbles to himself, putting on a Fleetwood Mac shirt for good measure and singing Super Trouper as he dances down the stairs to help his mother with dinner.

“Aren’t you chipper today?” Emily says with a smile when she spots him. “I think Reggie was humming Dancing Queen when he left earlier. May I ask what put you two into such a delightful mood?”

Luke beams at her, shrugging as he does a pirouette.

“I think we’re in love, Mom,” he tells her honestly. He figures there is no need to lie to her, and he’s feeling way too happy to keep it to himself. Emily only looks a little surprised.

“With each other?” she asks.

Luke nods. “Yeah.”

Emily smiles and reaches out to squeeze Luke’s arm.

“Well, that’s lovely. He’s a fine young man, I’ve always thought so.”

Luke hugs her, just because he can and he doesn’t know why they fight so much when they also frequently have moments like this, when he feels so blessed to have her.

The next day, when Luke walks into the studio and finds his friends already gathered and ready with their instruments, he feels all warm and fluttery again as soon as he spots Reggie, so he walks right over to him and kisses him right on the mouth.

Bobby hoots, Alex claps, and Reggie is eager to kiss back.

“Sorry,” Luke murmurs against his lips.

“Luke?” Reggie says as he pulls back. “If you ever apologise for kissing me again, I’m gonna write a hundred country songs about you, and I will get famous with them, and you’ll forever be known as that weird queer country dude’s boyfriend.”

Luke laughs and raises his hands in surrender.

“What a horrible fate. Alright, no apologies from now on.”

He kisses Reggie again, and this time he doesn’t say sorry. He’s not actually sorry, anyway.

#peterpatter #ruke #julie and the phantoms #jatp fic #prompts #my fic #my writing #jatp #Anonymous

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bettertomorrows-ao3 · 4 years ago

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On the Cusp

Dina wakes up alone. Once downstairs, the scene that greets her is far from the aggression her mind prepared her for. [ao3]

Tags: Canon Compliant, Future Fic, Fluff, Family Time Rating: General

EllieDina Week // Day 2 // DAWN

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Dina wakes up coughing.

A tickle in her throat disturbs her sleep for the third time this week after finding her throat dried up during the night from sleeping with her mouth open. With blurry eyes and a groggy mind, she reaches for the glass of water on the bedside table for a quick drink.

When Dina’s coughs started becoming a nightly occurrence, Ellie made a point to leave a fresh glass of water for her at bedtime. Though the gesture was sweet, Dina initially thought it completely unnecessary.

“I just have to close my mouth shut or something, maybe we can tape it?” she had said.

“It’s just water, Babe,” Ellie shrugged, “what if a spider crawls in your mouth? You’d need water to wash it down with.”

Dina cringes at the thought of a spider making its way into her open mouth in her sleep. She lightly jabs her wife by the shoulder for the unwelcome image that assaulted her thoughts.

“Ow! What was that for?” Ellie winces.

“That’s for not making me feel better,” Dina grumbles.

She knows she’s being ridiculous, but she had never had a problem with breathing in her sleep before. Is one of things people had to endure when they reached their mid-twenties? Do people slowly lose control of their bodies, including not being able to close one’s mouth in their sleep?

“You have that Old Lady worried look in your eyes again,” Dina looks up. Years into their relationship and she still found with Ellie’s ability to know exactly what she’s thinking surprising. Ellie continues, “I read in a book that if you sleep with your mouth open, it just means you’re very relaxed. So, it’s a good thing. Not an ageing thing.”

“Did you really?” Dina asks hopeful.

Ellie shrinks on her spot and admits, “Ok, I just made that up. But it was convincing enough to make you feel better for a second, right?”

Dina struggles to fight the smile that forms on her lips. Instead, she stands on the tips on her toes to kiss her wife on the cheek and says, “I would have socked you again if you weren’t so adorable, you know.”

From that moment on, Dina began to sleep with a fresh glass of water on her bedside table.

After taking a couple sips of water, she turns around to face Ellie, only to find that the spot empty. Dina finally notices that the sheets had been wrapped around her body, like she was a burrito ready to be served for breakfast. Dina pats the vacant side of the bed a little shocked to feel how it felt under her palm.

How long has Ellie been up for?

Dina glances up at the clock in order to figure out the time, but her eyes are still blurry with sleep, and the room is still a bit too dark to see anything clearly, anyway. The darkness implies she had woken up in the nighttime, but the faint chirps of a few birds would say otherwise. A quick look out the window confirms her assumptions. It’s too early to be morning, and too bright to still be the middle of the night.

It must be dawn, or maybe just on the cusp of it.

Her wife’s absence mixed with the peculiar time of the day leaves Dina with an unsettling feeling in the pit of her stomach. It’s been months since Ellie’s last nightmare, but she had woken Dina up that time. They spent the night talking, cuddling, and reassuring one another of their safety. It was always an unspoken rule of theirs, to wake the other when they had nightmares. So, what was different this time that Ellie couldn’t wake Dina up?

Dina shrugs the sheets aside, gets up, and envelopes herself in the sweater she leaves hanging on the hook next to their bed. Her feet dab the cold floor in search of the slippers she wears in the house.

A thud and the sound of muffled voices coming from the room below halts Dina’s search for the slippers. A slew of anxious thoughts floods her mind. Was there an intruder? Is Ellie in danger?

Dina grabs the bat she hides under the bed and rushes out of the room to make her way to the downstairs living area of the house. She was ready to attack whoever had decided to trespass her home and endanger her family at the break of dawn. Dina may have been out of patrol rotations for a few years, but she had always been up for a fight if it meant she was protecting her family.

Once downstairs, the scene that greets her is far from the aggression her mind prepared her for. The sigh of relief that leaves her is unheard by the two adorable dorks playing in the living room.

What she finds instead is her wife on her hands and knees with their son on riding her back. JJ is wearing Joel’s old jacket—now a beloved family heirloom— but after only ever seeing Ellie wear it for all his life, the little boy would argue that the jacket only ever belonged to his mom.

His small body is completely swimming in the oversized coat, making him look more like a small monkey in a cape than a small boy in an adult-sized jacket. A dark green beanie is atop his head, this one is new, Ellie found it at the trading store a mere two weeks ago. The cold weather prompted this new addition in her clothing after Dina persuaded her to get something warmer to wear on her head.

They had a long debate with about how Ellie’s cowboy hat Maria had gifted her would not be enough to keep her warm in the harsh Wyoming winter. Ellie yielded and wore the beanie in place of the cowboy hat for the winter.

Dina found the little pout on her wife’s face as the cutest thing to happen in the mornings when Ellie begrudgingly placed the hat on her head before leaving for work. She thought nothing would top that until she saw their son’s little brown eyes fighting to peek against the loose hat on his head. He kept one had tightly gripping Ellie’s shirt, while the other tried to keep the hat in place for him to see around him.

There’s a loud youthful squeal when JJ’s eyes land on Dina.

“What are you two doing up so early?” Dina eyes Ellie clearly directing the question to her.

“Mama! Mama, look!” JJ exclaims before Ellie could say anything, “guess who I am?”

Dina smiles, sits cross-legged on the floor, and says, “who are you, Spud?”

“I’m Mom, duh!” he smacks Ellie on the side causing her wife to grunt audibly, “and this is Japan!”

“Oh, you nailed it bud, you look just like your Mom on days when she’s too tired to dress properly.”

“Hey! I’m right here,” Ellie declared.

Dina fakes a loud gasp, “did you hear that, Spud? I think Japan just spoke English!”

JJ slowly falls off of Ellie’s back in a wild fit of giggles. Ellie takes this moment to stretch her legs on the floor and leans into Dina’s open arms. They sit quietly, watching as their son calms down from his high.

“You’re silly, Mama. Japan is a horse, he can’t talk. That was Mom talking.” JJ explains, before rushing out of the room, “I have to go potty!” and their son was gone in a flash, little footsteps fading toward the bathroom.

“So, Japan…” Dina starts, earning a smirk from Ellie who is currently laying comfortably on the floor with her head resting on her wife’s lap, “why are you and Spud up at the crack of dawn?”

Ellie sighs and whispers, “Little Man had a rough night. He woke me up and you were sleeping peacefully so, we decided to come hang out down here instead.”

Dina hums in understanding. She kisses the top of Ellie’s head and offers an idea that pops in her head, “why don’t we go watch the sun rise, then?”

#elliedina week #ellie x dina #fanfiction #im in EST so it's technically not the next day yet #edw

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amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines · 4 years ago

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Camila//this is our place, we make the rules

Request: Camila mendes x reader where they get Madeleine (readers sister) with Vanessa mad they have a double movie date at their house and when r and mads fall asleep V and cami talk about how much they really fell for them

hey! i hope you like this! its gay, fun and fluffy!! also, i don’t know if anybody knows but i l o v e taylor swift, so a good portion of requests will be named after lyrics from her songs, sorry, i don’t make the rules. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this one is from ‘lover’ by the way (i was heavily influenced by the song and i was feeling soft). anyway, have a good day/night! stay safe, be gay!

The universe works in mysterious ways. Everyone knows that, its like the universes’s thing. Some people are funny, some people are smart, and some people like to control life every aspect of life in weird ways. When they are actually people, they’re sociopaths, but when its all of space and time, its just one of its cute little quirks.

People can be connected by something as small as a name, but it can lead to something so big. An invisible tether connecting you to these people, and its something that you don’t even know about until years later when you’re talking about that funny story from ages ago and the other person is like ‘oh, i used to go there all the time’ or ‘how weird, my aunt lives right around the corner of your childhood home and we never met once’.

And it doesn’t have to be that type of connection. A serious of fortunate (or unfortunate) events can lead you to a whole load of new people. You could walk into the wrong classroom in a new school and meet your best friend, or find a new coffee shop after your usual is closed for the day and meet the love of your life.

There’s so many ways that you can be connected to people, you never know when you’re going to meet a friend, and enemy, or something more.

Its both magical and terrifying at the same time. A story waiting to be told, you just have to stand on the right butterfly or tempt just the right amount of fate.

For you and your sister, Madelaine, you both did exactly that. And thankfully the universe seemed to be on your side.

One day, she gets a job on the CW’s newest show, and then a few years later, both of you end up with girlfriends from the same show. And while you and Camila may have been fast to get together (within a few months of actually meeting), it took a little longer (and a lot of sisterly teasing) to get Madelaine to admit that she was head over heels for her on-screen girlfriend.

It was a long and sometimes tedious road for all four of you. Madelaine complaining to you, Vanessa complaining to Camila and then the two of you complaining to each other. You eventually locked them in a room together, something you haven’t done since you were a teenager, and they thankfully got together.

While Madelaine and Vanessa were playing ‘will they, won’t they?’, you had your own things going on. You and Camila had finally made the step to move in together. And after months of searching for the right house (and one that you could afford), you finally found it. A cute little place tucked into a side street of LA.

“I think thats everything.” You smile and look around the large living room. Its been a long few months. But they’ve been fun though. When you were younger, you never thought you would actually be here, buying a home with a girl you loved more than anything and who loved you back.

You and Madelaine would spend hours talking about how you would decorate your own houses. They would be right next door to each other (much to her dismay), with a gate in the back garden so you could come and see each other anytime (again...dismay). Your house would be bright, filled with things you’d collected over the years, flowers and plants would decorate every room, pictures on every wall, and right in the centre, you...with her.

At the time you had no idea who she was. You just knew she would be there. You would be happy and in love and you wouldn’t care who knew. You wouldn’t be scared, or try to hide. You’d just be you, she’d be her, and the two of you would be together.

And thats exactly what you got. Funnily enough though, when you think back you’re pretty sure whoever she was, kinda looked a bit like Camila.

Madelaine’s house is a little different from how she planned when she was 13. Yes, she had the large house and the dogs. But instead of the man, she got the woman instead (much better in your opinion). Which is something it took her a while to get her head around.

She watched you grow up, figure yourself out and then come out to the world. She saw your struggles and your victories. She wiped your tears when someone was mean, and laughed with you at your first pride together.

She watched as Camila went through the same struggle after meeting you. She listened to her while she went through every possible scenario that could happen if people found out.

And she watched Vanessa play this badass bisexual on screen, but struggle with the possibility of liking girls behind closed doors.

Three of her favourite women in all the world, all going through the same experiences. Having the same fears. And then she did the same. Thankfully, all four of you came out the other end stronger and a lot happier.

You and Camila got together five months after the first time meeting and that was almost three years ago. Madelaine finally admitted how much she really liked Vanessa, due to the looming threat of you telling her yourself if she didn’t, and today marks their six month anniversary.

That, mixed with your new home is the reason all four of you are hanging out tonight. Its a double movie date, that will definitely end in all of you falling asleep in the living room, slightly drunk.

“No more boxes?” Camila asks and wraps an arm around your waist. You lean into her touch, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close.

“I think so. I think we’ve officially unpacked everything.” You grin and her expression mirrors yours. She stares at your for a few seconds, just taking everything in, before letting out a content sigh.

“So we’ve officially moved in?”

“Yep...we’re home owners.” You press a soft kiss to her lips and the world blurs around you for a few seconds. Thats until the doorbell rings and you have to reluctantly pull yourself away from her.

“If I’m to go into crippling debt with anybody, its always going to be.” She says sweetly and you giggle before opening the door.

“Y/N!!” Madelaine shouts and hugs you tightly. You groan, but it just makes her grip tighten as you struggle against her.

“Hi V.” Camila appears behind you, completely ignoring you and Madelaine, she learnt the day she met you, don’t get in the middle of a Petsch argument...it won’t end well.

So she starts talking to Vanessa, the two of them having a small catch up, while you struggle away from Madelaine. You huff loudly and straighten your clothes out while she sends you a sarcastic smile.

“I feel like we haven’t seen each other in weeks.” She says, pushing past you and into the living room. Vanessa passes you, whispering a ‘sorry’ as she follows her girlfriend.

“Thats not accidental.” You send her a sweet smile and she rolls her eyes at you.

“Here.” Vanessa interrupts and hands you a small gift bag. “Its a housewarming gift.”

“Aww.” Camila makes her way over to where you’re stood and the two of you quickly open the bag, revealing a picture of the two of you from the first day you met. You’re stood next to each other, shy smiles and soft blushes barely noticeable to anybody else. But you see them and they make you smile brightly at each other.

“Thank you.” Camila says and the four of you hug.

“So.” Madelaine is the first to pull away, now looking around. “My baby sister actually has her own house. Have you drawn all over the walls yet.” She teases and you shove her.

“Everybody knows it was you that drew on the walls and then you would blame me.”

“And mom and dad still believe me!” She smiles triumphantly.

“Yet, I’m still the favourite.”

“Who knows why, I was definitely the cutest.” She argues.

“You keep telling yourself that...potato face.” You reply and she sends you a scowl in return.

“At least I didn’t look like a ham when I was a baby.” She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest and she looks exactly the same as she did when you would steal her toys.

“At least I don’t look like a ham now.” You retort and she gasps, offended. You send her a small smile, happy that you’ve won this round and she continues to glare at you.

“Aw, its just so nice watching how they love each other isn’t it?” Camila whispers to Vanessa and she stifles a laugh as the two of them watch you insult each other.

“Tell me about it.” She groans.

“Do you want a drink?” She asks, motioning to the kitchen. Vanessa looks at the two of you, now actually physically fighting before taking a deep breath and turning back to Camila.

“...please.”

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“Mads! When you’re finished snooping, the movie’s about to start!” You shout into the kitchen.

You and Cami are cuddled together on one of the sofa’s, while Vanessa waits for Madelaine to come back with the snacks on the other. The empty take out cartons are scattered on the coffee table, and the three of you wait in anticipation for whatever Madelaine brings back, all of you chatting about work.

“Please tell me someone other than you has chosen it.” Madelaine asks as she walks in. Her hands full of food and drinks and Vanessa quickly stands to help carry them.

“Cami chose it.” You reply and smile at your girlfriend, reaching out to hold her hand and she gives it a light squeeze, the two of you momentarily forgetting that you have company. You’ve both been dreaming of this night for months, the first proper night in your finished home and now its here you can’t quite believe it.

“Oh, thank god. You have an atrocious taste in films.” Madelaine says and you’re moment is gone. Your soft expression reserved only for Cami, has now turned into a scowl as you stare at you sister.

“Well, I watch everything with you in so maybe thats more on you than me.” You say casually and a grin takes over her appearance as she sits down beside Vanessa.

“Aw, you watch the movies I’m in?”

“Yeah, the very few that there is.” You snide and she looks at you offended.

“How many movies are you in?”

“How many CW shows that are well written are you in?” You reply and its followed by a chorus of offended ‘heys!’

“Sorry babe, and V.”

“And?” Madelaine asks impatiently. You look at her confused for a few seconds before she tuts and looks at the tv. “Why couldn’t mom and dad have just gotten a dog?” She mutters making Vanessa laugh softly.

“I’m sure they thought the same thing when they found out about you.” You reply. “A dog would certainly have been a lot cuter, and well behaved...and maybe a little more talented to-OW!”

You’re interrupted by a cushion smacking you square in the face, followed by loud laughter from Madelaine and Vanessa. Cami stifles a laugh beside you and you pout at her for a few seconds.

“Its a good job you’re cute.” You mumble and cross your arms over your chest, still pouting at Cami and she presses a gentle kiss to your cheek. You reach for the cushion thats fallen on the floor, but before you can throw it at a now distracted Madelaine, Cami grabs it from you and throws it gently to V who puts it back.

“Don’t even think about it. Those pillows are new.” She scolds.

“Is everyone ready?” Vanessa asks and you all hum in reply.

“Wait!” Madelaine shouts.

“Play the damn movie V.” You say before she has the chance to say anything else.

“Happily.” She laughs while Madelaine pouts beside her.

Silence settles over the room as the opening titles start. You and Cami cuddle even closer than before and a content sigh slips past your lips. She presses a soft kiss to your forehead while her fingers draw lazy patterns on an exposed part of your arm.

“Can we always be this close?” She whispers and a blush settles on your cheeks.

“Forever.”

“Get a room!” Madelaine groans and Cami throws a pillow at her.

“I didn’t think it was possible for me to love you more but I do.” You grin and kiss her quickly while Madelaine complains.

“I thought these were new.” She mocks and the two of you roll your eyes.

“They are, but this is our house so we make the rules.”

“And our first rule is for you to shut up.”

“Thats not a rule, thats an order.” She grumbles to herself and Vanessa pats her shoulder sympathetically.

“Its okay babe. When we get a house together our first rule can be that they’re not allowed inside.” She mumbles making a small smile appear on her lips.

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“Cami.” Vanessa whispers, stretching to kick her gently. She pulls her gaze away from the tv, now nearing the end of the movie, to look at her friend. Vanessa doesn’t say anything, just gestures to Madelaine and then over to you, both of you fast asleep and curled up in exactly the same positions.

“As much as they annoy the hell out of each, they are literally exact the same.” She laughs as the two of you snore softly.

“Does Y/n refuse to believe she snores too.”

“God yes.” Cami snorts a laugh and the two of you stir slightly. Vanessa and Cami continue to laugh as quietly as possible at the two of you, your snoring seemingly getting louder with each breath and it sounds like the two of you are competing with each other.

“The first time Mads stayed the night, I thought someone was doing road works outside.” Vanessa whispers making Cami wheeze with laughter.

“Stop it.” She waves an arm around while holding her stomach with the other one. “I’m gonna pee.”

“Don’t get me started on the peeing. I swear she gets up about three times a night to go. And she turns-”

“Every single light on!” Camila adds and the two of them laugh loudly again.

“Yes!”

“I wake up at 2am thinking its early afternoon because its that bright.”

“We really fell for them though didn’t we?” Vanessa asks, her tone a lot softer as she glances at her sleeping girlfriend.

“Yeah...I suppose we did.” Camila replies, brushing a piece of hair from your face.

“Life works in weird ways doesn’t it?”

“Definitely.” She nods. “If you’d have told me four years that I’d be a homeowner at 26 with my girlfriend of three years...I honestly would have cried.” She admits making Vanessa frown. “Not for that reason...obviously.” She glances at you. “Its just, I never thought I could be this happy with somebody. But I am. I’m so, unbelievably happy that sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.”

“If she was awake I don’t know if she would say ‘aw’ or ‘ew’.” Vanessa laughs.

“Probably a mix of both.”

“I forgot to ask earlier.” Vanessa starts and Cami reluctantly pulls her gaze away from you. “Does this place feel like a home yet?”

“Anywhere with her is my home.”

#camila mendes #camila mendes x reader #camila mendes imagine #camila mendes x you #riverdale #riverdale imagine #riverdale cast

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victoriareyloficlists · 4 years ago

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Single Parents

Updated 10 November 2021

Rest of the Masterlist.

A Beautiful Mess by MizuPhoenix (AO3 2018 Rated E Complete, 5 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben/Kylo is a new dad, left with a baby and note from a one night stand. Rey is his flighty loud neighbor, who always has way too many friends at her house and doesn't make things easy on his new lifestyle. They argue relentlessly, until one day an emergency calls for her help with the baby and spawns them into the path to something heated in a different way. ) Baby Fever by HerSistersKeeper (AO3 2019 Rated E Complete, 6 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Single dad Ben Solo is fine staying single, even if he does find Rey, the teacher who lives a floor up from him and his son, attractive and charming. His toddler, Matt, has other ideas.) Baby Shark by Melusine11 (AO3 2020 Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben Solo, kindergarten teacher extraordinaire can handle a lot. Fights over who is the leader in line for the day, crying over not getting the right color crayon they want, puke after gym time, but the one thing that consistently raises his blood pressure is one damnable song.) Bearers and Builders by AverageEpaulet (AO3 2021 Rated E Complete, 10 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: In which Rey needs a nanny for her daughter Hazel and Ben happens to be the just right for the job. TW: previous infant death.) Butter Crisp Sandwich by DarkMage13 (AO3 2021 Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: “Mr, I insist you join me for a tea party today, at precisely noon. My teddy will be there.” Ben glanced at the boring clock on the wall. Ten minutes until noon. He swallowed in fear. There was no escape. Or: Ben Solo cannot say no to an adorable hazel-eyed little girl's request for tea.) Choreae Lucis by Shestoolazytologin (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben Solo takes his daughter to her ballet classes and forgets his heart there.) chosen dreams by blessedreylo (AO3 2020 Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Single dad Ben Solo is struggling with a fussy baby that won't stop crying. Ben's new neighbor Rey hears the crying and knocks on the door to see if she can help.) Close Enough to Kiss by Somewhere_overthe_Reylo (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey's daughter comes with her to take a final exam. Dr.Solo ends up being soft for babies.) Expanding The Family Tree by WaterlilyRose (AO3 2018 Rated E Complete, 9 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Life didn't turn out exactly the way Rey imagined but she never imagined she could be this happy. Ben and herself were a good team with their daughter and proved themselves to be good parents.So if it worked once... why not again?) Father Knows Best by American_Punk_1990 (AO3 2016 Rated M Complete, 20 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben Solo is doing all he can to be the best single father that he can but he is in desperate need for a good baby sitter. Rey needs a new job and the absurdly tall, kind of goofy looking guy with the world's cutest baby seems to have a perfect solution.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 17 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020 Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: As a child, Rey is mesmerized by ballerina Leia and grows up to become one. Single dad Ben and his daughter Stella fall for Rey.) Goodnight Moon by LittleAndikin (AO3 2020 Rated M Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben's 3 year old daughter Lily won't go to sleep without listening to the library's podcast reading of Goodnight Moon. When she's in the elevator with her father & a neighbour, she recognises Rey from her voice as the person who reads to her every night.) Halloween Wishes by danceinmystorm (AO3 2020 Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben Solo tries his best to make sure that his daughter gets to trick or treat and get candy for Halloween. Just as the night feels like a bust, their next door neighbor invites them in for a fun surprise.) Have My Everything by MotherofScavengers (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: After months of convincing, teacher Rey is at last dragged by her friends to a strip club and gets gifted with a lap dance. When she's alone and waiting, she finally meets the dancer: Usually shy Ben, the single father of her favourite student. ) Hot Cocoa and Cinnamon by ABeautifulBreakdown (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: When a trip the the park leads to her child wandering off Rey is left in a state of panic. 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The video goes viral and Queen Leia invites Rey and her daughter to the palace.) that's where you take me by blessedreylo (AO3 2020 Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Single dad Ben asks his daughters nanny Rey to live with them during quarantine so she can help take care of her while he works remote. Lots of domestic proximity and mutual pining ensues.) The Ties That Bind by Telcontarian (AO3 2020 Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Professor Ben Solo rules the classroom with an iron fist and he is not generally known for his kindness or for his understanding. However, when Rey approaches him to ask for help with her daughter, Kira, Rey finds that Ben is more gentle and caring than she originally thought.) To Play Pretend by SuchaPrettyPoison (AO3 2020 Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Single dad Ben Solo is tired of being hit on by some of the mums from his daughter's kindergarten class. 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She’s Violet’s (other) favorite person in the whole wide world, and this woman will truly do anything for Ben’s precious little girl. Even if it means sending a group text to her friends who all live in different parts of the city, and inviting their children to attend a spontaneous birthday party.)

#reylo #reylo fanfic

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yankyo · 4 years ago

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Confession

Reverse au! Gender Neutral Demon Reader x Priest Zhuk

Warnings: corruption kink, semi public sex, some Dubcon elements, you blow Zhuk in a confessional my guy, what more to say here

Light filtered through the stain glass windows, the sounds of the choir singing echoing through the building added to the tranquility that usually set his very soul at ease - but today there was one jarring issue that held him at the edge of his seat no matter how he tried to ignore it: you. Father Zhuk Shoggoth was a devout man, he had been raised by this church more than he had been by his mother and when he was of age, he began training to be a priest in hopes of giving back to the community that had done so much for him. Years of his life had been devoted to his craft and his reputation as the kindly priest was cemented into the very foundation of this church after all these years - but unexpected things came out of nowhere it seemed and the very church he now owned was at peril.

Black wings cut through the soft light, your twinkling giggle discordant with the music as your form twisted through the air, though your eyes never left his tense form. "What's wrong, Father, you look like you tasted something sour?" False concern. You looked like you were enjoying yourself far too much, but that was to be expected from the demon that latched itself to his church. It had only been a week now and still he questioned if he hadn't just gone insane. Demons seriously existed? He was a man of faith, sure, but demons? He had thought it was just myth, story, an analogy or something of that nature, but no, you had told him all too gleefully that demons were real and you were just one of the grunts. You had more to tell him, he was certain, but he had spent the last week just trying to ignore your presence with all his might - it seemed like he was the only one who could see you after all and it seemed like you weren't able to truly affect your surroundings so you were more or less harmless. He hoped at least.

"Father, are you ignoring me?" You pouted, somewhere in the back of Zhuk's mind he could admit the sight of you was strangely cute, even with the twisted horns on your head and the fangs he could see poking into your plump lower lip. He would never admit this out loud, of course, he was a man of faith, he wasn’t someone who could be entranced by the likes of you, right? Or at least, that was what he told himself. “You’re mean, you know, first person who can see me in half a millennia and you just ignore me. That’s hurtful, you know.” He fought the urge to scoff at your cheeky little grin. Just don't react. They’ll go away so long as you don't react. He had been repeating that mantra in his head for the past week and yet each time he returned to the church, there you were, as if waiting for his return like a loyal pet. Like a dutiful little kitten. It was hard not to see you like that, especially now as your tail swayed gracefully behind you as you nuzzled up against him so sweetly. The only one who could see you and apparently the only one who could touch you - at least until he said your name three times you claimed. You hadn’t even thought to ask him more than once to say your name, when he had shot you down flat that first time you had only smiled and told him that you were more than happy to just have him for now. He wondered just how true that was, but you didn’t stray far from his side and while you seemed to enjoy teasing him constantly, you never turned that onto anyone else or tried to embarrass him too much in front of other people.

“Father Shoggoth?” He cut out of his thoughts and turned a gentle smile onto the young lady that approached him. Catherine Smalls - a newcomer to the church that had only been around for a couple of months, but she had eagerly joined the community and would often come around as church was ending to offer him help or just to talk to him about the day’s sermon.

“Yes, my child?” At his side, you stiffened slightly, your grip tightening on his arm as you shifted up in your spot.

“Ah,” She blushed and fidgeted with the hem of her dress, “I don’t really know how to go about this, but, I would like to.... confess?” She glanced back to the confessional booth before looking back to him.

“I understand,” He rose to his feet, “The congregation is already filtering out, would you like to confess now?” At his side, you practically curled around his arm, your tail wrapping around his wrist tight enough to cut off blood flow. “I’ll go take my place inside the booth, feel free to join me whenever you’re ready.” Confessing sins was not always the easiest thing to do, after all and it seemed as if she was already nervous.

“Fuck, you’re thick.” You scoffed, the curse making him stiffen slightly even as he walked away.

“You’re in the house of god, mind your language.” He hissed under his breath before inwardly cursing himself, he wasn’t supposed to acknowledge you at all.

“Father Shoggoth, I would like to... confess~” You mocked her tone, not even responding to his retort. “How much you wanna bet she’s gonna do something cheesy like confessing how she’s been having ‘sinful thoughts for a man of faith’?”

“Stop.” This time you did respond, letting out another scoff before tearing yourself from his side to zip off somewhere deeper into the church, leaving him alone finally. You’d be back, you always returned to his side after all, and he had a job to do he couldn’t just run off to see what this new little tantrum was about when he wasn’t even supposed to be acknowledging your presence to begin with. So why did he look after you, trying to see where you had run off this time? And why was the sudden silence strangely heavy now? He tried to just ignore the feeling as he settled into the confessional, reaching up to take his cross in hand and utter a small prayer to the lord for guidance, though before he could finish his prayer he heard Catherine open the door and settle in on her side of the booth. Through the partition, he could vaguely see her form, see her take in a nervous breath before she began to speak.

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned. It’s been...” She broke off, letting out an anxious laugh, “It’s been forever since my last confession.”

“Speak, my child, and be heard,” He urged, keeping his voice soft and supportive. For a moment, she was silent, as if summoning up her courage.

“Father, I haven’t lived the greatest life, I’ve stolen and I’ve lied and I’ve cheated, but coming to this church has given me new life to try and strive to be better.” Hands slid along his shoulders slowly, the touch so light he almost didn’t notice it until he head your soft giggle. Don’t, he looked back at you, hoping to ward you off with just the look but you just smiled at his stern scowl and swung around to straddle his lap.

“Come on, Father, you should be listening to what she has to say, don’t you think?” He moved as if to try to push you off his lap, but his hands were glued to his sides as if held there by some unseen force.

“Everyone has been so welcoming and nice and you,” Catherine continued not even noticing the slight struggle going on next to her. “You’ve been so kind and supportive. Honestly, I don’t think I could have come as far as I have if you weren’t here. I’ve been to so many churches and tried to find faith so many times, but it always ended up the same. But coming here, I found myself just captivated by your sermons. They helped me get through my weeks.”

“Aw, how sweet.” You sneered, “Don’t you think that’s just the cutest thing you’ve ever heard? You’ve given her new life.”

“I’m glad.” He gave you a glare, but tried to keep his tone soft. “I try to be welcoming to everyone who walks in through these doors.”

“Liar.” You whispered, “You’ve been trying to chase me out since day one. Is that special treatment or just discrimination?” He shook his head, fighting the urge to shush you so he could focus.

“I... I feel guilty, Father Shoggoth. I haven’t been coming to church with the purest mind as of late.” His heart sank at your grin.

“See? I told you so. Pretty young thing like her comes into a new church and falls for the handsome Priest, tale as old as time.” You slid off his lap and onto the floor, your hands pulling up his robes up his thighs.

“Stop.” He couldn’t stop himself this time. No matter how he tried to yank himself free, he was glued in his spot, forced to just sit there as your hands settled on his thighs.

“Sorry, father, I, I just-”

“No!” This wasn’t him, he didn’t panic, he didn’t lose his cool. Not like this. “I’m sorry, I was just... trying to wrap my head around this. You may continue.”

“Are you sure?” Both Catherine and you spoke up at the same time, her soft and hesitant, you with a teasing lilt to your voice.

“I...” Your hands were cold, but the touch was soft as you rubbed his thighs, just waiting for his approval. “Yes.” No, no, that’s not what he meant to say. He shouldn’t be giving you permission like this. He should be fighting to push you off still. He should... why were you still just sitting there?

“Tell me, Father, tell me you haven’t ever thought about this? Tell me to stop.” A shiver worked its way up his very being now, a ball of warmth unfurling in his stomach.

“.... Continue.... Please.” Catherine let out another breathy little laugh, this one much giddier than the last.

“Ok Father.” She replied, sounding so giddy it make his heart squeeze with guilt - but that feeling couldn’t last long as you reached for his belt and undid it with ease, your hands delving into his pants to pull out his rapidly hardening member.

“I don’t even know when exactly it started, maybe I felt this way the very first time I saw you. You look so dashing up on the stand, the way the light falls on you, your robes, your physique... you’re just so handsome.”

“She’s right.” You agreed with a purr as your fingers trailed up his cock, the cold sensation making him shudder. “But you know, I think you’re the most handsome when you step off the stand. When the robes come off and that fake smile is gone.”

“You really hold everyone captivated. Honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if no one even breathes until you’re finished. We all sit hanging off your every word. I know it’s not just me, half the women in the church wouldn’t hesitate to be by your side if you gave them even the smallest look.” He could hardly focus on what she was saying, not when you were giving him that look and your plump lips opened to let your tongue loll out. Slowly, so slowly he could almost scream, you licked the head of his cock before you took him into his mouth. Inch by painfully slow inch, you bobbed your head to take his cock deeper and deeper into your sinful mouth, sucking gently all the while. His nails dug into his hands from the sheer strain it was not to moan out loud as his cock pressed into your throat and you just sat there, just softly sucking on his cock and driving him out of his mind. ".... what do you think of that, Father?" He jolted to, trying to retain his composure, but surely failing miserably.

"I... about what?" Catherine gave a gigge anyways.

"I never thought you would be so shy, Father, its actually rather cute how flustered you are." If only she could actually see what was going on in the booth next to her. If she could see his throbbing cock, his heaving chest as he held back the moans, the pleas that wanted to come out. He was far from the refined man he was known to be, but he couldn't bring himself to even care. "What would you think about maybe looking into this attraction and going on a date with me? We could go to the park or have dinner. I know you've taken your vows, Father and I'll go as slow as you want me to." You snickered now, your tail wrapping around the base of his cock as you pulled back. It took everything inside of him not to beg you to keep sucking him off. He was about to cum, and God help him, he wanted to cum down your throat.

"Answer her, Father. Tell her how slow you like it." Your hand was stroking his cock again, your pointer finger tapping the leaking head to collect the precum and smear it along the length of his cock. He wasn't sure where the strength came from, maybe you were too distracted or maybe the effect just wore off, but he reached out for you without any trouble and took your horns in hand and yanked your head back down. You let out another giggle, but your mouth easily opened and you didn't fight him at all as his cock slid straight back to your throat.

"My child, I don't know about that." How he was able to keep his voice steady, he would never know, "dating one of my congregation... I don't know if it would be a good idea."

"But... but Father!" Catherine's hand laid on the partition, her voice pleading. "Just give me a chance, let me show my devotion to you. I... I know this is a sin to long for a man of faith this much but I... I just can't stop thinking about you!" Your drool was leaking into his pants, fuck you were messy, but the sight of your wet face, those watering eyes, those lips stretched around his cock - he bit back a growl and forced your head down once more, holding you at the base of his cock as he came down your throat.

"At... at least give me time to think about it." He ground out. Fuck. Fuck, fuck fuck! He couldn't remember a time he had come so hard. But you swallowed every last drop dutifully and as his limp hands fell from your horns, you pulled back to show him the cum gathered on your tongue before you swallowed that too. Lord in heaven, forgive me. He reached out for you, pulling your smaller body into his so he could kiss you, one hand on your waist, the other laced in your hair as he licked the traced of his cum from your sweet mouth. Until all he could taste was you.

There was no telling how long he say there just kissing you, but eventually the need for air won out and he pushed you back.

"Catherine, my child, as penance-"

".... she already left." You informed him, sounding as breathless as he did. "She said something about being glad you listened and think about the date and she wants to hear your answer next Sunday." .... he hadn't even noticed her leaving.

"Ah." Was all he could say. Finally, he started to get to his feet, putting himself together as he did so. Thankfully, his robes covered the mess you made of his jeans, but how was he to get to his car without anyone seeing?

"You gonna do it?" He raised a brow at your question, your sudden, almost meek, tone. "You gonna date her? I mean, I get it. Pretty, devout. Human." You muttered the last word almost bitterly. "Seems like a match made in heaven."

".... no." Your sullen face perked up slightly at that, "I've already got my hands full with a sly little kitten."

"I didn’t know you had a cat. Can I see her? Cats can sometimes see me if I try really hard, but going to people's houses is kinda hard if I don't know exactly where they are. I mean its not like I can really leave the church without permission anyways and-"

"I don't have a cat." He cut you off, sidestepping you to leave the confessional.

"Huh?" You floated after him, looking bewildered. He remained silent as he walked through the church, giving nods to the few who still remained to clean up after service until he had made it to his little office in the back. "Hey! You're acting weird, Father. Is this about the blowjob, cuz you gave permission and that last part was all you and-" he cut you off again the moment the door fell shut, once more grabbing you to pull your body against his and kiss the words out of your mouth.

"Do you ever shut up?" He asked, a wolfish grin spreading across his face at your flustered face. Cute. "How do I give you permission to leave the church?" Your confused expression was back. "I can't just leave my kitten behind, can I?" Lord, he knew he was going to go to hell, but that sweet smile that spread across your face was the only taste of heaven he needed. At least until he could lay you down on his bed and get between your thighs.

#beetlejuice fanfiction #beetlejuice smut #the conglomerate #zhuk #priest au #mafia don

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trashyswitch · 4 years ago

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Puppies! Puppies! Puppies!

Roman has decided to summon a whole bunch of puppies, to make Patton beam with happiness. As the day goes on, Roman becomes more and more evil and accidentally goes a little overboard on the puppies...

Sorry it's a little short. But, I'm gonna try and get more fanfics out more sooner than later. That is, if I can come up with ideas fast enough...

Roman smiled and gave the little bundle of excitement some pets while he waited patiently for Patton to walk out of his bedroom with his empty cup of coffee. Roman had been holding this fluff ball for a good 5 minutes or so, and was readying the little excited nut to surprise Patton with puppy love. You guessed it: Roman was holding a squirmy little puppy in his hands. Where did the puppy come from? That’s easy! Roman conjured the little guy! Why did he conjure a puppy? Well, that’s easy too!

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened to reveal a cheery, beaming Patton with an empty cup of coffee. Quickly, Roman put the puppy down and watched as the super quick golden retriever puppy sprinted up to Patton.

Patton made the biggest gasp and bent down almost immediately! “Hi! Hi there! Well, aren’t you the cutest little morning surprise?” Patton cooed, placing the mug on the side before showering the puppy with lots of belly rubs.

“Morning Patton!” Roman greeted, taking the mug.

“Good morning Roman! And thanks for taking my mug! I got a little distracted…” Patton hinted with a little giggle.

Roman giggled too. “Well, I can see that!” Roman reacted.

Patton resumed his neverending cooing and started playing with the puppy too! The puppy was so playful! And he had such an adorable whimper! Who could say no to that adorable face?!

A couple hours later, and Roman had conjured up another puppy so the first one had a playmate. This one was a white pomeranian puppy with the softest, longest fur known to mankind! So, Roman let that little puppy go, and let the 2 puppies befriend each other! It didn’t take long for the 2 puppies to come barrelling over to Patton again.

“Hi there buddy boy! And AWWWW! POM POM PUPPY!” Patton squealed excitedly, jumping up and down and clapping his hands excitedly at the literal ball of fluff. Patton bent down and showered them both with pets, before laying down to give them even more. As soon as the loving human laid its belly down, the pom pom puppy hopped onto Patton’s belly and walked over to him!

As soon as the puppy reached the neck, the pomeranian started sniffing the neck and smelling inside Patton’s shirt collar. “Ahahahahaw! Whahat dohoho you smehehehell?” Patton asked, giggling at the tickly, wet nose. “Do you smell cookies? Do you smell my delicious cookies on my cooking shirt?” Patton cooed as he fluffed the fur.

Meanwhile, the golden retriever seemed to be smelling something too, because the retriever quickly started stuffing its nose inside Patton’s lower shirt and onto Patton’s belly.

“Eeeehehehehe! Thahahahat tihihihicklehes!” Patton giggled, attempting to keep himself still while the retriever puppy explored him. The puppy only explored for another couple minutes, before deciding to lean itself on Patton’s chest to get more belly rubs.

Roman turned those couple of puppies into 4 puppies! This time, the new breeds Roman chose were the Morkie pup, and a big puppy: a Saint Bernard! Roman waited for Patton to head upstairs, before letting the 2 new puppies go. After the puppies all reunited with each other And quickly became friends, they all ran around to find Patton and any other puppy lovers they sensed!

Adorably enough; the Morkie, the retriever and the Saint Bernard all want for Patton, while the pom pom went for Virgil’s room instead. It was a good thing it did, because Roman practically died from cuteness overload at the sight of Virgil holding a fluffy puppy!

A few more hours later, and Roman had summoned 3 more puppies! This time, Roman summoned a white bichon Frise puppy, a Retriever Collie mixed puppy, and a teacup yorkie puppy! With a big bag of treats in Roman’s hand, they all gathered around and waited for a treat each.

Roman, knowing what he was doing, sprinted towards Patton with the bag of treats and did a switcheroo.

“THINKFAST!” Roman shouted, quickly grabbing the container of cookies in his hand and pushed the bag of treats right into his chest. Patton, growing confused, slowed his walking and widened his eyes upon the sound of barking, quick dogs running towards him. Patton giggled and knelt down in front of them, and happily let them jump on him while he gave them treats.

“Aww! Free treats! All the free treats! I am going to spoil you guys with so many treats until you are big, chubby fluff boys!” Patton declared excitedly. Eager for more than just food, the Saint Bernard jumped into Patton’s lap and turned onto its back so it could beg for belly rubs. Patton giggled and cooed at the cute little reaction, and happily gave it some well-deserved belly rubs.

A good 2 hours later, and Roman was ready to pull a chaotic move on Patton. He had managed to summon 11 more dogs for Patton (making the total of puppies go up to 18) and had placed them onto the other side of a wooden gate Roman summoned previously. With all the puppies out of the way, Roman carefully blindfolded Patton, put him into position and placed a whole bunch of treats in his hoodie pocket, and all his pants pockets.

“Alright Patton. You ready?” Roman asked.

“For what?” Patton asked, still unsure of what was happening.

“For some more excitement in your life!” Roman replied.

Patton giggled and shook his head. “This entire day has been filled with excitement. Is it really possible to have more?” Patton asked.

Roman chuckled. “Well, it is now!” Roman replied.

“What did you put in my-”

Roman interrupted Patton’s question with a quick whistle. Quickly, Patton began hearing barking and skittering paw sounds against the wooden floor. Patton gasped and knelt down, believing the puppies might be near him. But there was no fluff anywhere to be felt! But he could hear the puppies’ excitement.

Suddenly, Roman pulled the blindfold off, and let the dogs go.

“PUPPIES! There’s more puppies! Look at-” Patton’s eager smile quickly turned into fear and surprise when he realized where the dogs were heading. They were heading towards him like a stampede of small, biting, fluffy puppies! “OH GOD! OHNO- TOO MANY PUPPIES! AAAAAAAAAAHHH!” Patton screamed, taking off sprinting as fast as he could from the stampede of puppies. Patton ran just about everywhere in the house! Up stairs, down hallways, through doors, even outside! But the puppies wouldn’t stop chasing him!

At one point, Patton had to sprint past an onlooker. “HI LOGAN! HEEEELP!” Patton shouted. Before Logan could say even a sound, a huge cloud dust of sprinting puppies came barrelling past the man. Logan froze in place, struggling to even comprehend what had just happened.

Eventually, Patton managed to run past Roman again! Patton, believing he might be a good security guard for him, Patton jumped right into Roman’s arms. “HELP ME! THEY WON’T LEAVE ME ALONE! WHY ARE THEY CHASING ME SO MUCH?! I DON’T GET IT!” Patton shouted, holding onto Roman’s shoulders tightly.

“Oh, that’s easy!” Roman replied. Patton looked at Roman, before suddenly feeling a couple fingers digging into his hips. Patton squealed and laughed, kicking his feet and squirming in Roman’s grip.

“ROHOHOHOHO! STAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT!” Patton laughed. But Roman didn’t stop! In fact, Roman actually had the audacity to lower him down towards the puppies! “WAHAHAIT! NOHO, DOHOHON’T DOHOHO THIHIS! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” Patton begged, hitting his shoulders somewhat weakly.

“Shhhhh. Don’t question it. Just let the tranquility of these adorable dogs explore your pockets for endless dog treats.” Roman softly told him before laying Patton’s body onto the ground with a big smirk on his face.

“NO! ROMAN- MMPHmMmpHmPh!” Patton yelled, before his protests became all muffled from the puppy pile.

Roman giggled at the look of the chaos he had created. He was pretty proud of himself! And, if he placed them in the correct spot, Patton should start laughing...right aboooouuut…

“HAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAIT, HEHEHEHEY! THAHAHAHAT TIHIHICKLES! STAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT!”

There it is!

“Awww! Is Patton having fun in his big ticklish puppy pile?” Roman teased.

“WHYHY DIHIHID YOHOHOU DOHOHOHO THIHIS TO MEHEHEHE?!” Patton yelled.

Roman bit his bottom lip as a huge toothy grin showed up on his lips. “Cause I knew you’d love it! Everybody needs to be puppy piled sometimes, Patton!” Roman replied confidently. Patton only continued to squeal and laugh loudly as he squirmed around and curled in from all the puppies.

Every movement that the puppies made, tickled Patton to bits. Any time the puppies ran all over him, the paws’ pressure tickled him. Anytime the puppies licked him, the tongues tickled him badly. Any time the puppies started digging their noses into the loose pockets, their digging noses tickled him silly. And when the puppies tried to reach the pants pockets in the back, the puppies would use their noses to dig under the sides! And of course, that tickled him greatly.

Then, Roman being the evil playful person he is, summoned another handful of treats and placed it into Patton’s socks. Roman pulled the ankle part of the sock out, and slipped some dog treats into the socks so they would go for his feet as well. Then, Roman summoned ANOTHER pile of treats and knelt down beside Patton. He gently gave a few of the puppies a push to the side, before lifting up Patton’s shirt and quickly scattering them all over Patton’s bare belly.

Then, Roman let the dogs do their thing.

“AAH! NO! GETAWAYFROMTHERE- AAAAAAAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHE!” Patton screamed further.

It didn’t take long at all, for the puppies to discover the big stash of treats under his belly. Quickly, the tiniest puppies in the group started digging their heads under the shirt, and started licking each and every treat off Patton’s belly.

“NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! LEHEHEHEAVE MYHY BEHEHELLYHYHYHY ALOHOHOHOHONE!” Patton begged, squealing and holding his arms against his upper chest.

One of the puppies even licked his belly button! That got a snort out of the man!

“NOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! ROHOHOHOMAHAHAHAN! IHIHIHI’M GOHOHONNA FIHIHIHIHIGHT YOHOHOHOU AHAFTER THIHIHIHIHIS!” Patton yelled at him. Roman only giggled at Patton’s ‘threat’. As if he’ll have the energy to do that…

Next up, a few of the puppies started navigating their way over to Patton’s socks, and started sniffing and gnawing at the socks. Patton let out a surprised guffaw and struggled to keep his feet still! He didn’t wanna accidentally kick the puppies while they were exploring!

“NAHAHAHAT MYHYHYHY FEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHET! GEHEHEHEHET AHAHAWAHAHAHAHAHAHAY!” Patton squealed helplessly, squeezing his eyes shut before attempting to curl into the fetal position.

“Does someone have tickwish feetsies? Does Patty have tickwish feetsie-weetsies?” Roman teased, wanting to be all teasy and playful towards the father.

“YHEHEHEHEHES! IHIHIHIHIT’S TOHOHOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHUHUHUCH!” Patton shouted at him.

“It can’t be that bad, I’m sure. You seem to be enjoying it a lot! You haven’t been fighting the puppies at all!” Roman told him.

“THEHEHEHEY’RE SMAHAHAHALL! IHIHIHI DOHOHOHON’T WAHAHAHANNA HUHUHUHURT THEHEHEM!” Patton yelled back.

“You’re such an adorable dad! They’re tickling you so much, and you’re not even trying to push them away too much!” Roman cooed, giving Patton’s neck a little tickle. Patton snorted and giggled before scrunching his shoulders in pure glee.

“So this is what’s going on?” someone clarified to them.

Roman looked up, and smiled upon seeing the face: It was Logan.

“Yup! Patton is the ultimate puppy pile person!” Roman declared.

Logan smiled at the silly nickname, and walked closer to Patton. “You okay in there?” Logan asked.

“IHIHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHOHO TIHIHIHICKLIHIHIHISH!” Patton shouted back.

Logan chuckled. “Sounds like a fun time.” Logan replied.

“Do you wanna go next?” Roman asked, sensing some playfulness in Logan’s reaction.

Logan tsked and narrowed his eyes. “You know, I think I’m good.” Logan replied rather quickly.

Roman laughed at his reply and resumed looking at Patton’s puppy pile. After a couple more minutes of tickling, Roman saved the father from all the puppies. He picked up Patton, and placed him onto his light blue bed.

“That was absolutely adorable, and 110% worth it.” Roman told him.

Patton was still utterly exhausted from being tickled for around 20 minutes. So, his reply was slow. “That….was...*huff*...fun...very fun…” Patton replied.

“Aww!!!! So you admit that you enjoyed that?” Roman asked.

Patton had a big, contagious smile on his face from the tickling, and was giggling like the world was going to end. He nodded his head in reply, with starry eyes still filling his eyes.

“So tell me: how would you feel about guinea pigs or hamsters crawling around all over you?” Roman asked evilly.

...Let’s just say...Roman 100% deserved getting dog slobber and leftover dog treats smacked into his face...

#ticklefic #tooth-rotting fluff #puppies!#adorable patton #lee!patton #ler!puppies #ler!roman

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