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anonymousjaxygirl · 1 month ago

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The Plan (nsfw)

sub!jax x fem!reader

here’s my first one shot; she’s quite long I’m sorry 🥲 the 4th episode really inspired me, jax just looked too scrumptious in that uniform 😩🙏🏻

Anywho! Enjoy & be nice please!

Warnings:

p in v, teasing, cockwarming, idk just sex stuff

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From the moment your adventure at Spudsy’s began, you had one mission in mind: to teach a 6’2 insufferably smug ass purple bunny a lesson.

Since you’d arrived at the circus, Jax had made you his favorite target. You are the butt of his joke almost more frequently than Gangle, and you’ve always fought back against it. However, your rage and outbursts almost seemed to fuel his desire to bully you more. You were stumped on how to really get back at him for all the humiliation he’d caused you these past few weeks…

Until 2 days ago.

You and the rest of the digital crew were eating a Bubble made feast when you noticed Jax staring at you. When you met his gaze, he quickly looked away. That’s not like him…

You noticed a blush creep onto his cheeks as he avoided eye contact and abruptly pushed his chair away from the table to exit the dining area. You followed him, just far enough behind so he wouldn’t catch you. He got to his room and slammed the door. You could hear the CLICK of his lock all the way down the hall. You slowly made your way to his door, ever so slightly leaning your ear against it. At first, you heard nothing. You were about to pull away and leave when you heard it:

“ughhhh, fuck y/n.” He moaned lowly, his voice like honey.

“God, yes. Take it, y/n fuck baby” he groaned, his words punctuated with desperate panting.

You yank your ear away from the door, eyes wide and unblinking. You quickly run to your room and lock the door behind you, just as he had moments ago.

Your pussy was throbbing, and it took everything in you not to return to his door and offer yourself to him.. but no. You had a better idea. You had a plan to finally get under his skin in the most satisfying way. You’d get your night with him, you knew that much. For now though, the memory of him moaning your name would fuel your nightly activities.

You started the adventure as normal, Jax being a dick, etc etc. You noticed him alone in the drive through area, just messing with the register when you decided to make your first move. You glide over to him, a mental smirk settled in as you watch him look you up and down. His cocky smile slithered across his face.

“Hey there, doll face. How’s the job goin’?” He mused, leaning against the counter nonchalantly.

You simply smile, leaning forward on your tiptoes to reach his ear. You can hear his breath hitch as your lips brush against him.

“You look really good in that uniform.” You whisper in a sultry tone that leaves him weak in the knees.

You make sure to catch his eyes for a brief second before turning on your heel and getting back to work. You didn’t want to give him time to respond, knowing he’d just put his arrogant exterior back on, but you had to see the look on his face. His eyes were wider than you’d ever seen them, his face flush like it was the day you caught him staring.

Jax was stunned. He couldn’t get himself free from his frozen state until you exited his vision. Finally, his muscles relaxed and he let go of the breath he didn’t even realize he was holding.

What the fuck was that?

He brushed it off as best he could, but he couldn’t ignore the twitch he felt in his pants.

The next advance you make happens in the walk in. You catch a glimpse of him just as the door closes, opening it again almost immediately. Jax whips around when he hears you enter. His face is already giving away what he so desperately wants to hide. He quickly tries to return to his normal cocky smile.

“What’s up, toots? Come to tell me how good I look again?” He quips, secretly wishing he hadn’t brought it up once he feels his dick twitch again at the very mention of her sudden come on.

Little prick, you think.

You giggle, shaking your head.

“No silly, just needed to grab a bag of fries.”

You squeeze in next to him to grab the bag of fries, when you notice one on the lower shelf. Your excitement is palpable but you try to play it cool, everything was just working out so perfectly!

You got down on your knees to grab the bag, adjusting yourself right before you stand to be directly in front of his crotch. He stares down at you, once again frozen at your brazen actions. Your face inches away from the obvious semi in his pants, you slowly rise.

You're still only inches away from him as you speak.

“See ya back out there, Jax!” You say, bubbly and sweet. Leaving him standing alone yet again.

Okay.. WHAT THE FUCK?

Jax took the trash out just to get a moment of uninterrupted pacing in. He paced outside the back door, his cock throbbing in his pants uncomfortably as he tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

He had been attracted to you ever since you got to the circus. He didn’t think it was possible to find a character in this realm so undeniably sexy, damn near irresistible to him. He loved your fiery personality and perfect cartoon form. He couldn’t let you know that, though. He had a reputation to uphold here. So what if he thought you were hot? You were just another character to bully for his entertainment.

As time went on, he couldn’t help but take a special interest in you. He found himself always wanting to mess with you, just to get you near him; yelling at him, whatever. He was infatuated with you, and the only way to relieve the tension you built up inside of him was to indulge in his fantasies alone.

The way you were treating him for this adventure, though? He had no idea how to handle it. One part of him was screaming to just keep up his condescension, but the other half could barely breathe when you were that close to him, let alone blatantly teasing him.

Lost in thought and still pacing, he suddenly hears the back door slam behind him. He spins around to see you, once again. You’re carrying the second bag of trash he was supposed to go get, when he was done pacing that is. You throw the bag into the dumpster, pivoting back to look at him.

“How’s it going, cutie?” You tease, leaning against the building, admiring how this normally confident character is slowly melting under your gaze.

He shakes his head and smiles at you. “What’s gotten into you?” He asks, trying to feign his normal apathetic demeanor, but it comes out more desperate than he’d have liked it to.

You look at him incredulously.

“What do you mean, baby?” You ask, slowly closing the distance between you. You place your hand on the back of his neck and gently pull his head down to you.

He hates the way his body reacts to your touch, your words. He hates how fucking good it feels to have your hot breath fanning over his neck.

“You’re the only thing I want getting into me.” You whisper, gliding your lips from his ear to his neck where you lay a firm kiss before pulling away. You don’t even take a second glance before retreating back into the building.

His cock is impossibly hard now. He’s never felt this way before, this intense need for your touch. It was physically painful, his desire building every time he looked at you.

“Fuuuck.” He groans under his breath, walking back into the building only to see your perfect ass in the air as you bent over to pick up a tray that had fallen on the floor. He quickly retreats to the empty drive through area, trying to calm himself down.

He can’t stop thinking about you now. Every advance you’ve made on him today, the way your lips felt pressed against his neck, your words ringing in his mind over and over.

You’re the only thing I want getting into me.

He couldn’t contain himself any longer, he was deteriorating under the tension. He could barely think at all with his dick straining against his zipper like this. He could only think of one thing to do.

Jax approaches you while you’re filling a to-go drink; when you notice him, you quickly realize he is not his normal self. His ears are slightly wilted and his face is flushed & teaming with embarrassment.

You raise an eyebrow at the bunny you’ve been relentlessly teasing all day. That’s when your eyes drift down to his hand, desperately clutching at his apron in an attempt to hide his growing bulge. He shifts uncomfortably.

“Can I g-give you a ride when you get off?” He asks, so gently it was practically a whimper. You bit your lip, feeling a rush of heat gather between your legs at the sight of him so intensely desperate for you.

“Sure.” You say, with a tilt of your head. You brush past him and you can feel him shudder at the brief contact.

You can feel the excitement in your chest threatening to spill out. Not only was everything going exactly as planned, but you were so turned on from seeing him all hot and bothered that you were practically dripping at the idea of what you were going to do to him.

Finally, your shift was over. You and Jax clock out together, walking to his car after you say your goodbyes. The moment you get in the car, you waste no time giving orders.

“Drive somewhere we can be alone for a bit.” You demand, placing your hand on his thigh and meeting his glazed over eyes.

He starts the car, eager to oblige. He has no brain power available to sass back or get defensive, too focused on the aching in his cock that’s only more intense with you next to him.

The air is thick with desire as you start to speak.

“You know, you seem a bit.. flustered, Jax. Is everything okay?” You ask smoothly, still resting your hand on his thigh. His breath is shaky as he attempts to respond.

“You’re just m-making it really difficult to f-focus.” He shudders, losing his mind at the feeling of your fingers drawing circles on his inner thigh, so close to his area of need.

“Me? How so, baby?” You pout, playing dumb. “Maybe you should pull over if you’re having such a hard time focusing.” You suggest, leaning in even closer to him. You can see how much his blush has deepened, and it makes your pussy flutter to see him so needy for you. He obeys your suggestion without hesitation, quickly finding a small, dark area to park.

He undoes his seatbelt and flops his head forward onto his steering wheel. He groans before turning to look at you with hazy, lust filled eyes.

“You’ve been teasing me all damn day.” He breathes, venom laced in his words. You can tell he’s too tired and horny to let his anger take hold like he normally does. You giggle at his words and his glare hardens.

“And you’ve been bullying me since the minute I spawned in the circus.” You spit. His eyes widening at your unusually dark tone.

“I think it’s only fair that I get to mess with you a bit, too. Now get in the back seat.” You order, undoing your seat belt and sliding into the back; making a point to let your ass move right past his face. He lets out a shaky breath, and follows.

You waste no time, immediately straddling him. Your teasing isn’t over yet though. You can feel him practically panting beneath you.

You bring your head to rest in the space between his neck and shoulder; kissing and nipping slightly at the flesh. Jax squirms, soft whimpers and moans falling so deliciously off his lips. He can’t help jutting his hips into you, wanting nothing more than to feel you envelop him, taking away all of the aching he’s been trying to push down for hours.

You trail your lips up from his neck to his ears once again, leaning forward to whisper.

“I heard you the other day. In your room. I followed you after I caught you staring. I heard you fucking yourself, moaning my name so sweetly.” You admit, resting one hand on his shoulder, the other cupping the opposite side of his neck, keeping him close to you.

Jax could barely breathe.

You heard him? How much did you hear? Fuck. No wonder you’d been so bold all day. You clearly knew how badly he wanted you.

“Speechless, baby?” You ask, leaning back to behold his embarrassment. Before he can respond, you're capturing his lips with yours in a passionate kiss.

Jax’s length throbs against your clothed pussy, making you moan into his mouth. Jax deepens the kiss, desperate to hear more of that sweet sound. His hands roam your body desperately, enthralled in the feeling of you. You grind against his impossibly hard dick, moaning at how good the sudden pressure feels. Clearly Jax agrees as he lets out a deep groan in response to your movement, throwing his head back against the seat.

“God..” he moans, unable to control himself.

You quicken the pace a bit, grinding on him just a bit faster, keeping the pressure. You’re enjoying the sight of him absolutely losing himself in the feeling of you on top of him, but you stop yourself.

Jax’s head snaps back up, eyes frenzied.

“Why’d you stop?” He asks, breathless.

“I want you to tell me what you want, Jax.” You say, looking at him through your lashes.

He huffs beneath you, ever so slightly rocking against you, desperate for friction.

“I-I.. want you to fuck me.” He whispers, his ears falling in front of his face.

You shake your head. “I’m sorry baby, I can’t hear you. Speak up.”

He grunts, missing the pressure previously applied by your warm center that was now hovering just above where he needed you most. Practically whining from the loss, he looks directly in your eyes, swallowing every bit of his pride like a large pill with no water.

“Please, y/n.” He starts, pleading eyes glistening. “Please fuck me.” He begs, his voice low and gravelly.

Your heart is racing; his face was flushed with pure desire, just for you. Your plan had worked, but you didn’t even care. You were too lost in his submission and the wetness pooling between your legs.

You pull your top off slowly, letting him drink in every inch of your torso as it’s revealed to him. His hands immediately begin exploring the newly exposed skin, finding their way to your sensitive peaks before capturing them between his lips. You gasp at the feeling of his warm tongue playing with your nipple, once again grinding against him to relieve some of the now unbearable tension.

You begin undoing his pants, chills running down your spine every time you hear a moan escape him. His dick is so starved for your touch, it practically lunges at you. You take his surprisingly big length in your hands, reveling in the sounds he’s making above you, chest heaving uncontrollably. You kiss his tip, hearing a sharp hiss from him.

“P-please, no more t-teasing baby. I-I need you now.” He breathes, trembling from the tiny kiss. You decide to obey his wishes.

“Mmm.. okay. You’ve been such a good boy, after all.” You purr, moving to straddle him once again.

His body hummed with excitement, he couldn’t think straight anymore. His mind went blank with desire, only concerned now with getting to feel every crevice of that perfect pussy.

You pulled off your pants and aligned his throbbing purple cock with your entrance. You tease your quivering hole with his tip, soaking his head in a mixture of your wetness and his. He lets out a strangled moan, head falling onto your shoulder. You slowly sink onto him, breathing out a string of curses at the feeling of him filling you to the brim.

You lean back, watching as Jax’s head falls back against the seat. His eyes screwed shut as he pants. He moans your name, making your pussy clench around him. He gasps, instinctively thrusting up into you at the spasm. You melt into him as he thrusts into you again and again, hard and slow, as if he’s savoring every inch of your dripping cunt.

“You feel so fucking good” he moans into your neck, kissing and sucking sloppily as his pace quickens. You feel your climax approaching fast, his dick slamming into your g spot with every thrust.

“Fuck Jax, don’t stop!” You moan into his neck, arms wrapped tightly around him as he pounds you into oblivion.

“Just like that baby, god your dick is perfect for me” you hum, euphoria taking hold of you as your climax rapidly approaches. Jax whimpers at your words, thrusts getting sloppy as he reaches his orgasm.

“Fuck baby YES!” You scream, pussy convulsing around him as your orgasm triggers his own. He continues to make shallow thrusts up into you as you both ride out the waves of pleasure.

Both of you are still a moaning mess when his pace finally comes to a halt. You lay like that for awhile, his softening dick still comfortably inside of you. You lean back to look at him, eyes blinking open at you slowly. He looks so good like this, all fucked out and pussy drunk. You kiss him, which he immediately returns. His arms snake around your waist, pulling you as close to him as he can. The kiss is slow and deep, effectively making you hot all over again.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” He mumbles, barely able to keep his eyes open. You smile, kissing him one last time before resting against him again. You both stay like that in the back seat, enjoying the feeling of fullness as you doze off on top of him.

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alexiabae · 2 years ago

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SAME; leah williamson x fem!reader

Summary: in which y/n wants to hide her relationship so as not to put much pressure on leah.

Warnings: fluff, confusion, reader is twin sister of florence pugh.

Note: English is not my first language.

N/A: Hello! I know that I don't talk so much here, but I want to thank everyone who takes the time to read what I write. It's been a while since I updated something, but I don't have time. So, I will update when I can. I'll let you all with this one shot, I'm not satisfied with it, but something is something, I guess. Enjoy the WWC.😊

not my gif.

"Then, I'll see you tonight?" Asked her sister from the other line. A hopeful tone accompanied her question.

Y/N gulp, feeling already bad. She can't. She promised someone else that this time she can go to this event.

"I can't... I'm so sorry, Flo. I know I haven't seen you for two months but, I promise someone that I will go to this thing. I'm always postponing it and tonight I have the free night. I'm really sorry." Y/N said fast and sad. She really misses her twin sister.

A silence was the answer for Y/N, or that it was she thought.

"I understand, silly. Of course I want to see you, but I'm here for two weeks, sooooo... I hope that we can see each other." Flo said. Her tone of voice sounds reassuring, but she knows her sister and knows that she is sad, maybe disappointed.

"Of course, Flossie! I missed you. See you very soon." Y/N promised, already planning in her mind that this time, she will be the one to surprise.

"Alright then! Have fun tonight and be careful. Love you a lot." Flo wished.

Y/N let out an involuntary smile; "Thanks, bug. If you go home, give our parents a lot of love. Love more, chef." She heard how her sister chuckled for the nickname that Y/N put her.

Then, they said a few more words and hung up.

Y/N sighed and walked towards her wardrobe, choosing something comfortable and informal for that night.

While she tried to distract herself until that night, someone had another plan.

My gunner♥️

Hi baby! I'm just talking to you now to confirm that you will come tonight.

If you can't, it's alright. I understand.

I miss you🥲

She chuckled to herself for Leah's antics. And soon come to her mind how assertive this text is right now. It's like if her girlfriend is intuitive that something could change the plan.

My distraction🤍

Hello beautiful captain.

Stop worrying, okay?

I can go and apart I promise you that I will come to this game and plus if it special for you because it's a final.

I miss you too, dramatic😘

My gunner♥️

I can't avoid it💁🏼‍♀️

I just wanted to know, that's all. I can't wait to see you, even if I saw you last week, it's too long for me🥹

Talk with my mother or brother when you're there, they have the reservation for you.

Love you, baby girl.

(also, I love when you call me captain, pls never stop)

Y/N loves Leah's personality. From the first moment that the blonde approached her in a club two years ago, Leah can be a dork during the major part, but she can be serious if the situation requires.

She typed reassuring words and promised that she will be there and supporting her whatever the results would be.

•••

The Oxford girl gets out of her car, feeling nervous. She supposed that it's a normal thing at this point, but no. Maybe there are a few reasons behind her nervousness, and she needs to put it aside and enjoy this night for her, because it's been a long time since Y/N has free time, and for Leah.

When she unblocked her phone, she saw Leah's mother, Amanda, text her. The woman told her that they are already there and she will wait for her. Y/N typed that she is there now and accelerates her steps towards the starting full crow.

She tried to pass unnoticed, so her clothes weren't too flashy. She didn't put on the new England shirt that Leah gave her, it hurts, but they both agree from the start that they will try to maintain their relationship in secret, only the near people would know it. Or almost.

"Hey, sweetie! Over here." Amanda's voice interrupted her train of thought. The woman, who has an arm raised to call her attention, wave her hand in the process too. "Nice to see you again, darling. It's been a long time since the last time we saw you. How are you?" Amanda asked her once she approached her and immediately engulfed her in a bug hug.

"Hello, Amanda. Nice to see you too! I'm good, what about you? I can't wait to have another family party like the other time." Y/N answered, receiving the hug with open arms, not knowing how much she needed that.

Amanda chuckled, separating a little from her, putting both hands on her shoulders.

"I'm fine too. Excited to see what happens tonight. About the family party we will have one soon, if you want to come you know that you will be welcome." Y/N smiled gratefully and soon Amanda led the way towards the VIP area, where most of the player's family is sitting there.

"Ohhh, my favourite sister is here!" Jacob's words made Y/N laugh, accepting the hug that the tall man wanted to give her.

"I still don't know what that means. But I like it." Y/N said honestly, giving Leah's dad another hug.

"Some day I will explain it to you, young lady." Jacob said in a wise tone.

"I'm two years older than you, Jake." Y/N pointed out laughing at his antics.

The Williamson boy shrugged and gave her an innocent smile. "They warmed up a few minutes ago." He informed her, looking briefly at the pitch. "She can't stop looking over here. It was a little annoying, actually. Or desperate, depending on how you look at it." He looked at her again and moved his eyebrows.

"Shut up, Jacob. Let your sisters alone." Amanda intervened, giving her son a warning look.

Y/N blushed a little for Amanda's reference towards her. It warmed her inside knowing that they truly cared about her.

Jacob and Y/N started to talk about trivial things in the meantime. Soon, the public started to clap, earning their attention. Both national teams started to approach in the pitch, England Vs. Brazil.

Y/N painted immediately a big smile when she saw Leah lead the way for her teammates. She saw Leah's concentrated face, showing her jaw clenched, something that Y/N secretively liked.

Once both teams put themselves in horizontal, the blonde eyes focus on the public, searching between the people until she finds her person. Leah bites a smile, preventing it from biting her lower lip.

"She saw you..." Jacob sang by her side, making Y/N roll her eyes with a smile.

"Jacob." Another warning from Amanda made the boy look away, sighing.

Y/N imitates Leah's action, biting her lower lip too.

She wanted to throw a kiss, but she stayed immobile on her spot and sang the anthem when it sounded.

•••

It's 30 minutes from the start and Y/N couldn't be more nervous. She and Jacob commented on the plays and mistakes from both teams, even if Y/N doesn't know too much about the sport.

She saw how Leah was giving everything from the start, showing to the world that she is in the same form as last summer and that a bad day could have everybody. Y/N loves how Leah shut up mouths in the pitch, how her answer is more powerful that some bitten words.

During the half time, Amanda offered to go grab some snacks for them, dragging with her Jacob even when Y/N offered herself help her, Y/N chose to grab her phone and see some messages. To her surprise, her brother texted her a few times.

TOby

Soooo...

It's my little sister enjoying football when she spends her whole life hating it?

Don't worry, you secret it safe with me ;)

Buuuuut... Meet me after it finishes okay?

Y/N blinked a few times, pressing the photo that her brother sent her.

It was him smiling like an idiot and behind him was the players, clearly he took the photo in the first half. But there was another photo, it was her looking distracted the match, with a lot of zoom.

The Oxford girl blushed for the second time that night. She looked immediately to where her brother was supposed to be, but she saw a lot of people blocking where he is.

"We're here! Take your coke and popcorn." Jacob offered her.

"Thanks." Y/N thanked him and came back to look where she was looking. When she didn't find him, decided to type him to let know that will wait him.

The rest of them match, Y/N get more relaxed but still was alert. And it didn't help that it went to the penalties, for her luck England won the first Finalissima. She saw proudly how Leah raised the trophy in the air, earning the ovation from the public. Her family was over the moon, Amanda even got emotional.

Leah after celebrating with her teammates a little, before the big party, she, like others, went to the family section. Her eyes inevitably are focusing on Y/N, where she was sitting next to her brother, chatting animatedly.

"Sweetie, I think Leah wants to see you." Amanda put her hand in Y/N knee to call her attention.

Y/N looks to where Leah is standing, in effect she is waiting for her or them to approach her.

She raised from her seat and frowned when notice that the other three stayed behind.

"Don't come with me?" She asked confused.

"We will give some alone time." Jacob explained, wriggling his eyebrows.

"Thank you, young gentleman." Y/N teased him a little, walking to where Leah is waiting with other players.

"Hey you." Leah said greet her in a deep and raspy voice. Her hands in the barrier, balancing herself softly.

"Hi captain." Y/N whispered once she was in front of her. She saw how Leah's eyes darkened and her jaw clenched, her cheeks colouring red. She chuckled lowly.

They maintain the distance, knowing very well where they are. For Leah it's hard not to jump the barrier and hug while kissing her.

"Hello, Y/N. Nice to see you." Keira interrupted the battle's eyes that Leah and her were maintaining.

"Hi, Keira. Nice to see you too. And congratulations by the way." Both leaned into each other to hug.

"I can't believe you hugged her first." Leah said with her eyes into them both.

Keira and Y/N snorted, knowing very well her behaviour.

"It's not my fault that I'm better than you." Keira teased her friend and ran away before Leah chased her, knowing too that if her girlfriend is involved, she can go easily.

Leah watched how her friend ran giggling like a child where Georgia is standing.

"Do you want a hug?" Y/N called her attention. Leah turned to look at her and nodded smiling shyly, making her girlfriend laugh. "You are a baby sometimes."

Leah grunted on her neck, passing her arms around Y/N's waist and relaxed when the other involved her arms around her neck.

"Congrats my love. You played amazingly." Y/N whispered on her hair, knowing that the blonde listened to her.

The gunner blushed, for her luck, her face was hiding on her neck and no one could see it.

"Thank you, baby." Leah gives her a sutil kiss on her neck and separates from her, leaving her arms on the barrier but looking at her with appreciation.

"Okay. I'll let you talk with your family. I'm going to see someone that I know is here." Y/N explained, Leah gives her a questioning look. "Later I will explain to you." She clarified.

Leah nods slowly and watches how step up towards she was before.

•••

"Where are you?" Y/N called his brother when she walked where he was supposed to be and didn't find him.

"Wait over there. I'm not too far away." Toby said, hanging up.

Y/N sighed while watching her phone seriously. It does not pass too much time when she feels someone lift her up.

"How is my little sister?" Toby's voice relaxed her.

"Put me down, you idiot." Y/N command.

His brother does what she told him and once she is on the floor, she turns to look at him, seeing a silly smirk painted on her lips.

"What are you doing here?" Y/N asks curious, hugging him by his shoulders.

"I can ask the same. But answering yours... I'm here with a friend, Dave. What about you." He hugged her too, separating later to look at her.

Y/N bites her lower lip. "I'm here because... A friend invited me." Y/N said, not lying after all.

Toby raised an eyebrow.

"And for casualty your friend it's not a player?" He inquired.

"Maybe..." Y/N said, trailing off.

"Okay." He simply says, smiling and hugging her sister.

Y/N knew him and right now felt very grateful for having an understanding brother, so she hugged him back.

"I thought you were with Flo." Y/N states.

"Yeah... But I have plans too. I feel bad, just like you. But I promise her that I will see her tomorrow. We will go to Oxford. Are you coming with us?" Toby explained, separating once again from the hug.

"Yeah. But I want to give her a surprise, so I will go on my own." She explained what she wanted to do.

Toby smiled. "Alright. I'll keep your secret." Tobey kisses her cheek a few times and promises him that she will be okay, they part ways, Y/N coming back where she was.

•••

"You look serious... Are you okay?" Leah whispered on Y/N's lips, hugging her by her waist.

Y/N nods, intertwined her hands on Leah's neck.

"Yeah, I'm sorry I'm fine." She kissed her lips repeatedly, enjoying how Leah left a whimper when she stopped.

They both are outside of the changing room, hiding in a secluded area. Y/N was learning her back on the wall while Leah was in front of her. The party inside of the changing room can be heard while the girls are chatting, screaming or chanting.

The blonde, who is a little taller than her girlfriend, directed her lips to her forehead and remained there for a few long seconds. She knew that Y/N was lying but stayed quiet, not wanting to press.

"Okay, something happened." Y/N said lowly. She hugged her more, hiding her head between her chest and neck, quitting off her arms around her neck to replace them on her waist.

Leah hummed, indicating she is paying attention.

"The person that I saw before was Toby." She started. Leah knew who Toby was, never met him but knew who he was. "He was here with a friend. But it's for another reason that I feel bad..."

"What is it?" Leah asks kindly, passing her right hand on Y/N's back, up and down while she occasionally lets a kiss on her head.

"It's my sister. She is in town, she called before. I told her that I can't meet her tonight and neither Toby, I hope she is with some friends right now..." Y/N explained still in the same tone of voice.

Leah smiles sadly. "I told you before that it was okay if you can't come tonight." She said, imitating her tone.

"I know. And just for that I didn't tell you. It's been a long time since you've been begging me to come to a game and when I can come, my sister that I barely see calls to meet me..." Y/N trailed off, letting out a big sigh. She started how her eyes were watering, the stress showing up.

"Shhh... I could understand the reason, baby. And I'm sure your sister isn't mad at you. She understands too that you have a life apart from her." Leah tried her best to cheer her up, feeling a little bad herself that the two couldn't meet but she covered it quickly, not wanting that Y/N notice it and felt worse.

The first tears started to fall, and quickly Y/N brought her hand to wipe it fast, feeling a fool. Leah noticed it and separating a little, she brought both hands in Y/N face and wiped her tears with her thumbs.

"You still can see her. How many is she staying this time?" The defender asks, trying to find a solution.

Y/N thought for a moment, focusing her eyes on Leah's. "She told me that she will be staying for two weeks."

"See. You can call her and tell her that you will meet her tomorrow." Leah proposed, leaning her head aside.

"I thought that I could surprise her by going to Oxford. It's been a while since I've seen my parents, Bella and Raffie too, and she travels over there tomorrow with my brother." Y/N looks closely at Leah's reaction at her idea.

For her relief, the blonde let out a toothy smile; "I think it is a fantastic idea." She reassured her to add quickly. "Wait, I love the idea of you spending time with your family... But I'm going to miss you a lot, what am I supposed to do?" Soon her toothy smile was replaced by a pout.

Y/N bites her lower lip, not hiding the smile creeping on her lips. "You can meet Alex, your family, your Arsenal teammates..." She countered, raising her hand up and showing a new finger every time she said a name.

Leah rolled her eyes, bringing down her hand and intertwining it with hers.

"I'll give you two days." Leah shut Y/N's protest with a kiss.

•••

"Do you have everything?" The blonde asked in the entry of Y/N's room, leaning on the doorframe with her arms crossing about her chest, looking carefully at how the other girl put on her shoes.

Y/N raised her head to look at her and smiling she nodded, standing up once she put on her shoes and going to where Leah is. She wrapped her arms in Leah's midsection and gave her an eskimo kiss making the other chuckle but still in the same position.

"Finally I put out that long face." Y/N teased.

The defender rolled her eyes. "Shut up." She muttered, now hugging her by her waist, locking her hands there.

Leah stayed that night after celebrating with her teammates, opting to go a little before and pass time with her girlfriend before she goes to Oxford.

"Are you staying in your apartment or with your mum?" Y/N asked, raising her right hand to Leah's neck and playing with her baby hairs.

Leah's muscles relaxed immediately. "With my mum. Maybe tonight I will pass the night with Alex. I'll let you know." She answered groggily, her voice raspy and a little broken from the previous night.

Y/N knew that Leah doesn't like to be alone if she feels sad, so hearing that she will be accompanied these days, made her happy.

Looking at the clock briefly, she said; "I need to go..." Y/N whispered, biting her lip.

The blonde let her head on her left shoulder, letting out a defeated sigh. "A little more, please." She said, closing her eyes.

"I hate to say it but if I stay, I will lose the train." Y/N said, sighing softly.

Leah grunted.

"Alright, you're free to go." Leah huffed, coming back to the last position, looking at her.

Y/N rolls her eyes.

"Baby... Don't be mad please." She begged, kissing Leah's cheek repeatedly.

"Sorry..." The blonde muttered, feeling bad already.

"I'll let you know when I arrive at the station and Oxford." Y/N downplayed it and let her know, going to grab her suitcase.

"Okay. Be careful and enjoy your time with them. Anything you need, call me. No matter the time. I love you." Leah said honestly, grabbing her face and giving her a long kiss.

"Same here. Love you too." Y/N reciprocated the kiss and with another trail of kisses, she left her apartment.

•••

The way to Oxford consisted of talking with her father to go for her and saying that he can't say anything to anyone, less to Flo.

Send text messages to her boss to thank them for giving her some free days.

And promising Leah that when she comes back, she would do anything that the blonde wants to do.

For her luck, the trip wasn't too long and soon was there, receiving a call from her father telling her that he was already there, waiting for her.

"There you are!" Y/N's father greeted her when he saw his daughter, smiling from ear to ear when saw her.

"Hey, dad! I missed you." The girl said, letting her father engulf her in a big hug.

"Me too. It's not the same now the house without you all." He said, separating from the hug, grabbing her suitcase and passing an arm around her shoulder, side hugging her while they started to walk towards his car.

"Well, Raffie still lives with you two." Y/N point out.

"Yeah, yeah. But still, the scream for little things is something that we miss. Never thought I said that." He admitted, laughing briefly.

Y/N smiled nostalgic.

"I guess you have some days with that thing. Enjoy it." Y/N said, chuckling when her father made a grimace.

Once they were in the car, Y/N sent a text at Leah, letting her know that she is in Oxford and with her dad.

"How's the bar going?" Y/N asked him, putting down her phone.

"The same. I'm doing some research to find new waiters or waitresses. Are you interested?" He asked hopefully.

Y/N laugh. "Nice try, dad. But I'm good in London."

They chatted a little more and soon they arrived. He parked the car in front of the garage, the snowy pavement gave her a welcome. She missed her days here, the snowy days where she and her siblings would be outside all day until some of parents called them to get inside.

She noticed the ambiance from outside. Like the old days, the house looked the same as the familiar presence.

"Let's go, kiddo. It's freezing outside." Her father urged her.

"I guess the old habits never change." Y/N teased her father, who never liked the cold.

Before her father opened the door, he stopped and turned to look at her.

"Do you want to enter first?" He questioned, his hand on the knob.

"I prefer to go behind you. Give them the full surprise." She informed, hugging herself from the cold.

"Alright." He said and by opening the front door, he walked inside. When she entered inside was met by loud chatting and laughing. It warmed Y/N's heart to hear them this happy.

"I'm here!" Her father said loudly, letting them know. He quit his jacket and put it on the coat stand.

"Finally! Where are you?" Her mother said from the dining room, where probably all of them was there.

"Doing some errands." He informed quickly, walking once that Y/N quit off her jacket.

"What errands?" She asked again.

They approached the dining room and Y/N put herself on her father's back, trying no one to see her.

"Something that you will like." He said confidently.

Her mother snorted.

"What is it dad?" Raffie asked curious, sitting on the floor.

"I think I know what it is." Toby sang, smirking triumphant. All of them look at him, curious and confused. His father wink at him.

"Of course. Little Toby knows what it is." Florence teases him.

Y/N put herself nervous when she heard her twin sister's voice. It's been a long time since she didn't see her.

And then, she decided it was time for her.

"It can't be a reunion familiar if there was missing one person." Y/N said coming out from her spot. She saw how all of them let out exclamative expressions.

The first person to go towards her was Flo, who ran and threw herself in Y/N's arms, squealing. Raffie threw herself towards them too, hugging both of them.

"Oh my god! Are you kidding me?" Flo separates from her a moment to look at her face and once again hug her sister.

"I can't breathe." Y/N said in a muffled voice. She was soon released from Flo's grip, Raffie remaining an arm around her sister.

Y/N felt relieved when the air hit her lungs again. She saw how Bella and her mom walked towards her with big smiles.

"My baby." Her mom said affectionately, bringing her face between her hands and kissing her cheek repeatedly.

"Hey! What about us?" Raffie said indignant, quitting off her arm while crossing her arms.

"Yeah, mum. I'm your baby too!" Florence whined, throwing herself between the hugs.

"Where is my niece?" Y/N asked Arabella, wanting to change the subject quickly because she knew what would happen.

Bella pointed with a finger at a spot where a buggy is. She walked slowly there and saw a little form sleeping peacefully. In the midway over there, she embraced her older sister.

"She would meet the whole family this time." Bella whispered while looking at her baby.

Someone hugged Y/N from behind and lifted her up.

"I swear to god if you don't stop doing that, I will kick your ass." Y/N threatens her brother, knowing that Toby is doing that.

Toby chuckled like a child but put her down.

"I can't resist it. You're easy to piss." He said, copying Raffie's gesture and leaving his arm around her shoulders.

The rest of the day was passing while they were all caught about their lives. At some point, Y/N was feeling sad. They all seemed to be happy while sharing their happy memories and Y/N has happy memories that not involved her girlfriend, but less because she is in the major part of it.

So, she excused herself and went to the kitchen, sitting in the chair that accompanied the small table there. She puts her elbows on the table, playing with the long sleeves fluffy beige jersey that she is wearing and lets her rest her head, closing her eyes.

"Your siblings are going to go outside, they asked me to tell you. They're waiting for you." Her mother interrupted in the kitchen. Her voice was kind, maybe she noticed that Y/N wasn't feeling good. "You're here for about ten minutes, honey. Everything okay?" She approached her slowly, taking the seat next to her.

"No." Y/N was tired of lying about how she emotionally is feeling. Her voice sounded weak, almost indicating that soon she would cry.

"What happened?" Her mother asked, concerned. She brought a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it lightly.

"I'm tired, mum." Y/N said, bringing her red eyes to look at her mother, biting her lower lip with force to prevent the first sobs.

"About what?" She asked a little scared, after all, is not always when you saw one of your children in this state.

"About everything." Y/N started, letting the first tears come out, this time she doesn't wipe them. Then, she threw herself between her mother's arms, who caught her and hugged her protectively, caressing with a hand her head, brushing with her fingers Y/N's hair. "I want to be normal. I don't want the attention. I want to h-hold my girlfriend's hand without s-someone pointing at it. That you all s-spend time with her." She ranted, letting out how she is feeling, without realising that she admitted being with someone.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't know that you were feeling pressured." She said, feeling sad about finding it while her daughter can't hold it anymore. She also wanted to ask about this girl, feeling that it is a delicate subject right now. "Since when are you feeling this way?"

"Since Flo started to get more attention. It's not always, but there are days where I can't with it and I hate being her sister. I guess I'm lucky that I don't look a lot physically like her, so it would be worse." Y/N let her angrier thoughts out, blaming her sister for something that she can't control, even if Y/N knew that.

Her mother let sink it, processing what she said and searching for the right words. "You should talk about this with us sooner, sweetie. We can't help if you don't say anything. And just to clarify and I know you knew it but I need to tell it. Your sister doesn't have the same fault that people wanted to know all about her in every moment. This is the consequence for doing what she most loves. So, please, go to therapy, talk with us, more importantly, talk with your sister... Talk with someone, you don't need to carry it on while you feel and shut up about it." Her mother tried to say it with the most caring and love she felt for her daughter, holding her own tears.

"Y/N, let's go! We want to go to gr-... What happens?" Raffie's cheerful voice comes to a change when saw the situation. She freezes on the entry, looking static how her sister tries to hide her sobs, failing.

"It's nothing, Raffie. Go with your siblings, your sister will accompany you all later." Their mother said firm, not letting her ask more questions.

"But mom..." Raffie started to say but shut up when saw her teary but firm eyes from her mother. She walked towards them and kissed Y/N's head, just like she did on a few occasions in the past with her, she walked outside again.

To Raffie's gesture, Y/N gets more emotional.

They are like that for a good amount of time, until Y/N stops crying and gets more relaxed. Her mother decided to make hot chocolate, knowing that it could bring some happiness into Y/N's body, since it is her favourite.

"Can I ask you something?" Her mother said, searching for the milk.

Y/N bites her lower lip, sensing what it is.

"Yes, of course." She said in a raspy voice, clearing her throat later.

"How many are you with this girlfriend?" She asked in a protective tone, earning a snort from Y/N.

"Mum, please. I'm 27 years old." She said, smirking when her mother gave her an offended look.

"I don't care. You are my baby. Wait until your father finds out." Her mother said, turning on to prepare the hot chocolate.

Y/N chuckles. She can feel her eyes heavy, but right now she doesn't care.

"About seven months." She admitted, counting it on her head while looking at the ceiling, confirming it nodding with her head to herself

"Excuse me?!" Her mother turned on to look at her scandalised. Y/N blushed. "That's a lot."

"I know... Sorry." She apologized.

"I want to know everything about this girl." Her mother said while putting the hot cup with chocolate in front of her, taking the same seat next to her.

•••

"Where are you all?" Y/N asked Raffie once she answered her call.

"We are in Nana house. Later we will go to the supermarket. Are you coming?" Raffie informed, changing her tone when she asked, choosing for one of worry and hope.

"I'm on my way. Dad gave me his car keys, so in about ten minutes I'm over there." Y/N explained, getting in the car.

"Okay. Nana said be careful and can't wait to see you." Y/N at this, hearing how their nana was speaking from behind.

They hung up and Y/N started the car, putting direction towards Nana's house. The sun was hiding fastly while she drove, making the snow place more cold without it.

After spending an hour in her Nana's house, where she can't stop smiling about her grandmother's behaviour, they all decided to go to the supermarket before it closed.

"Mum, we are here!" Toby shouted out, earning a bad look from their older sister, who stayed there to take care of her newborn. "Sorry, I forget." He gave her an apologetic smile while walking fast to the kitchen to let her bags there.

"Hey, Flo. Do you want to cook with me?" Y/N asked her sister, who walked behind her. She looked at her and saw how Flo's smile was on display.

"Of course. We need to feed these children." She said excitedly, running to prepare the things.

Y/N chuckled to her antics.

"I'm not a child." Raffie complained, entering the kitchen. Florence and Y/N look at each other, smiling knowingly.

"It would only say someone who is a child." Toby said, running outside when Raffie tried to chase him, the mentioned running behind.

"These two..." Flo giggled.

They decided to make a light and not complicated dinner. They put on some low music and cooked to the tune, the silence between them making Y/N think about her problems. Choosing to share it with her, she cleared her throat.

"Flo?" She called her. Her sister hummed, letting her know that she is listening.

"I need to tell you something." Y/N said nervously, mixing the right ingredients together, removing it with a spoon.

"I'm listening." She said kindly. Y/N can feel her eyes on her back, but she decided to stay in that position, knowing if she turned, she could say anything.

"Yesterday, when you called, I told you that I had plans. Well, it's true. But this plan wasn't any plans. I can't meet you because I told my girlfriend that I would go to her game. You know? I didn't tell you before because I didn't want anyone to find out. Even my family. I wanted to be selfish and keep it to myself. I hated you because for your fault, or that was a thought, I needed to blame someone and it was you, because I'm Florence Pugh's sister. And then, I fell in love with a professional footballer that day by day, she is earning more attention. I know it's not your fault, or Leah's. But I guess for me, you were the villain and not the noisy people who wanted to know everything about the famous person's relatives." Y/N finished said. To her surprise, the nervousness got away during her explanation.

She felt how Flo wrapped her arms around her waist from behind. "Now I have a reason for why you can't do anything with me in the past. When I called you and you told me that you can't, that you have a lot of work to do. Or when we meet but you hold yourself. I know in some part of me, that I made something to you, something bad. I'm thankful that you share it with me now." Florence said, her voice full of emotion. This time Y/N turned on her arms and hugged her.

"I'm sorry, Flossie. You don't do anything bad. It's me. You know I'm special in the emotional department." The last comment made her sister laugh.

"Talk to me about Leah." Florence said kindly, seeing Y/N's face illuminated at the mention of Leah.

"Well. I met Leah about a year ago. We got together to the end from last summer. She approached me in a club, at first I didn't pay her much attention, thinking maybe recognized me and wanted to meet you instead. But she is stubborn, you know? About the third month of knowing each other, I told her who you are. And to my surprise she told who she is. I didn't know who she actually was. From the start of our relationship we agreed to keep it private, not passing much time together on full streets or if I'm going to a match not hugging her too much time... To the point where I don't let her meet you all." Y/N said, looking with a dreamy look on her eyes the almost ready dinner. Florence finished her part and was standing beside her, looking at her closely. "I met her family. And I'll go to some of their barbecues or parties. At some point I zoned out and I imagine how it could be with Leah with you all..." Y/N trailed off, grabbing the plates.

"Is the dinner ready?" Toby entered the kitchen touching his tummy. "I'm hungry."

Flo stayed silent looking at her sister, processing everything she told her. Toby noticed it and looked at them confused.

"Take the cutlery, teletubbie." Y/N said calmly, turning around to see him. She saw how he rolled his eyes but didn't say anything.

Before he exits from the kitchen, turns around again and looks at Y/N; "Your phone didn't stop to sound." Then, he got out.

Y/N frowns, walking behind him taking other things that they will need for dinner. She took off the charger and unblocked it, finding a lot of messages from Leah.

The blonde sent her a photo of her and Alex, making Y/N smiled like a fool reading the texts Leah sent her.

Florence came out from the kitchen to the dining room and noticed how the smile was bigger each second. She took a note mentally to do a thing and hoped that her sister doesn't get mad at her.

•••

Leah turned on her bed once again, letting out a tired sigh. She hates that she is tired but can't sleep.

And it didn't help that incoming notification sound at this time. Leah turned in the darkness and looked for her phone. It's weird. She saw it was from an unknown number.

It was 02:07 a.m. making it more weird. Who was texting her at this hour?

She unblocked her phone and pressed on the chat, starting to read the long text.

Unknown

Hello! I'm Florence, Y/N's twin sister. Sorry for the hour but I was thinking about it since I spoke with my sister. She told me about you and I can't wait to meet you. I know you are a professional footballer and I understand if you can't come anytime soon, but if you can come to Oxford tomorrow and give Y/N a surprise, I will always be grateful to you. Let me know if you can come :)

Goodnight xx.

Leah can't avoid smiling at this. She re-read it, and typing something quickly, she let herself sleep immediately.

•••

When Y/N woke up the next day, she was surprised to not find her sister sleeping there. Usually when Flo has free time for herself, she oversleeps, but this time, she was up.

She gets ready quickly and after going to the bathroom, -she hears quiet voices directed from the kitchen, but she doesn't pay much attention- Y/N walked slowly towards there while reading some texts from some friends and Leah.

"Good morning." Y/N greeted without looking up, going to the fridge still with her phone in her hand.

The silence after Y/N enter was epic. Flo bites her lower lip to hold a laugh while her parents, who were sitting with their coffee cups, look at each other.

"Good morning." Said her sister, looking at the guest person, who was looking at Y/N funnily.

"Good morning, honey." Their parents said at the unison. Y/N still doesn't look up. She was in her little world preparing her breakfast.

"Don't worry about making your coffee, I brought your favourite." At the new voice Y/N freezes on the spot, not believing.

Y/N turned on the spot slowly, meeting the blue eyes that she loves.

"What are you doing here?" She said really surprised, seeing how Leah was waving at her with a latte cup, a shy smile playing on her lips.

Leah shrugged. "I came to meet your family. I heard that your mom wanted to know me."

Y/N looked at her mom; "Don't look at me! I didn't contact her. But yeah, I want to meet the person who makes you happy." Her mother said sincerely, looking with enthusiasm at Leah.

"It was me." Florence said, covering her face with a hand, like a child.

"How?" Y/N asked, going to where Leah is and giving her a kiss on her cheek. She wanted to give her a proper kiss, but she was in front of her parents.

"Your phone." Florence simply said, shrugging smiling while she saw the little gesture.

"Okay..." Y/N frowns, confused. "But how is she coming so fast?" She asked rhetorically.

"Well... I can't sleep. So I decided to drive towards here." Leah explained.

"Why so enthusiastic this morning?" Raffie came inside, looking at everyone there until her eyes fell in Leah. Her reaction was funny, she first frowned until her eyes started to open so much. "YOU'RE LEAH WILLIAMSON! WHY ARE YOU ON MY HOUSE?" She yells, pointing with her index finger at Leah.

"Shh. Raffie be more careful. Your niece and siblings are still sleeping." Her mother scolds her daughter with a funny look.

"Do you know Leah?" Florence and Y/N asked at the same time, making the twins smile at each other.

"Yeah! She is a fashion icon. Well, I know you're a professional footballer, but I follow you because I really love your style." Raffie explained, sitting in front of Leah and Y/N.

Leah smiles embarrassed, her cheeks turning red. "Thank you." She said lowly.

"You're welcome." Raffie said smirking. "But why are you here?"

The blonde looked at Y/N. "Well... I'm Y/N's girlfriend." She said timidly, seeing how the mention looks briefly down biting a smile.

"No way! Leah Williamson is my sister-in-law? Awesome." Raffie immediately approves of their relationship.

For Y/N it means a lot.

She is grateful that Florence paid attention when she told her about her scenario dream. Y/N and Flo shared a look, and they communicated with a simple look. Florence just nodded lightly, knowing what her sister was saying with that look.

"I hope it is okay that I came." Leah whispered in a moment where everyone there was distracted.

Y/N look at her with a love sick smile. "You don't know how it makes me happy that you're here."

Leah copied her smile and leaned to kiss her cheek.

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hiii my sweet toe bunny😍😚🤎 i have an upcoming gigahuge exam bc it will determine whether i have to go to school for another whole damn year or not so im getting the stress hornies big time!! your requests seem to be open for some reason?! good writers like you are usually busy with a flood of them so i can never request anything😭 but anyways i was gonna throw you this little peanut, a classic really: size kink with lev! dont even know if you write for him lol, couldnt see it on ur profile🥲 i think he’d have the size kink more than any of us ever could, i just feel like he goes crazy especially if its a much shorter person. bc having a size difference from far away is one thing, but being right next to the person and interacting with them and putting your hand on their back and realizing you’re nearly twice their size… is another.

feel free to ignore this pookie butt im soo sorry if this is too specific or something ☹️☹️ writing is hard and getting inspired by someone elses idea is even harder, so yeah. stay hydrated and keep emitting gamma rays☃️

LEV HAIBA + SIZE KINK

a/n → not the sweet toe bunny 😭 stress hornies is so real, sorry for replying so late rah. but i hope your exam went well. or if you haven't sat it yet , good luck and i hope this helps :) also thank you so much for i compliments i can'tttt aaa 😩 wc — 2.5k

tags/tws → size kink (ofc lol), petite!reader, breeding, vaginal, fingering, oral (giving), frenching, petnames, semi-public, pregnancy implications & no beta

you've seen haiba lev before, in magazines and on billboards. sometimes even on television, promoting luxury perfumes in advertisements or modelling designer clothes on the runway.

you knew he was tall — most models are — but it was only when you saw him in person that you realised how truly big he is, how he towers over everyone else on set.

you work as an intern for a famous fashion brand, and you met haiba during a photoshoot he was doing for their new office wear campaign. your job was mostly fetching food or drinks for the models; making sure they were comfortable at all times.

the first interaction you ever had with him was when you were handing out water bottles to the models as they walked onto set, and as soon as you saw his huge frame saunter in, you almost froze from shock. he flashes you a polite smile and mouthed a quick "thank you" as he followed the director to where ever she was leading him.

and though it was brief, that was enough to have you fixated on him for the rest of the photoshoot. you were attentive to your duties but still so mesmerised by him. his lean figure and silvery hair. you had always known lev haiba was exceptionally attractive — he's a model, for fucks' sake — but something about seeing him in person made you feral.

and little did you know, after he first saw you, lev kept an eye out for you too. admiring from afar how hard you worked, and making sure to flex just a little bit more for the photos whenever you were nearby. he just thought you were so cute.

you assumed this whole situation would end as a little temporary work crush. you can fangirl over him for now and blush whenever he smirks at you from across the room, but once this shoot was over, he would never think of you again, while you'd go back to seeing his face plastered nearly everywhere and fantasize about what could've been.

but that wasn't lev's idea. he was used to pursing what he wants.

when the shoot is nearing completion for the day, lev has a long conversation with the photographer and is one of the last models to leave the set.

you were tasked with helping the models remove the designer's clothes, if they needed it. thankfully the majority of them didn't and by the time lev entered the changing room, all the others were leaving to go home, and you were wishing them a safe journey.

"excuse me, ms?" you hear a voice call from the changing room, followed by lev stepping out from behind curtain. he was previously wearing a full suit, but you can see he's shedded the black blazer and was now in only the fitted white shirt, black trousers and dress shoes.

he was looking down and fiddling with the buttons on his shirt, "could you help with this, please?" he asks with an awkward chuckle.

lips slightly parted at his unexpected inquiry, once the initial shock fades, you hastily nod and guide him back into the changing room, and this time you enter with him.

it's a confined area but still somewhat big. there's enough space for the two of you to stand, a stool, a clothes rack and full length mirror. he stands before you while you work on unbuttoning his shirt, starting from the top.

"sorry for asking you do this. the buttons are just too small for me." he holds his hands up as a size comparison, and they're undoubtly big.

"it's okay," you stutter, not daring to break your intense stare with his buttons because you know if you were to look up at his face, you might die. "i know these can be very fiddly sometimes."

"exactly." he nods in agreement.

it takes you quite a while to even reach his mid-torso because your hands are shaking so much from being in such close proximity to a celebrity you admire so much. and not only that, but you're literally taking his clothes off. and lev takes notice of his and comments, "nervous?"

your eyes widen and you freeze, heart jumping to your throat. eventually, you're able to squeak, "kinda."

"why?" he laughs, but not in a mocking way. he's genuinely confused as to why you'd be scared of someone like him. it's funny because people usually praise him for being very friendly and approachable.

"you're just.." your voice trails off, trying to think of a way to explain yourself without sounding offensive. "intimidating, y'know, in stature."

lev laughs even harder this time, "woah, that takes me back to when i was in high school. people used to be scared of me because i was the tallest kid in class." he explains, and you detect a hint of pride in his tone.

"that makes sense." you muse, continuing to work on his buttons but it becomes increasingly difficult. especially as he captures your chin between his fingers and pushed your head up so you meet his fiery gaze.

"doesn't make any sense to me." after soaking up your cute flustered expression, he glances down and sees you've only got one button left to do, so he prompts, "go on."

since your fingers are already latched onto it, you're somehow able to undo it without looking. he then releases his grip on your chin so he can slip the shirt off, hanging it up on the adjacent rack.

now shirtless, he turns to you and hums, "your turn?"

lips pressed into a line and heat burning your cheek, the only response you're physically able to give is a meek squeak accompanied by an eager nod. which doesn't even begin to encompass your enthusiasm but perhaps that's for the best.

he smiles at your agreement and grabs the bottom of your top and pulls it off in one swift motion, leaving you standing in your bra in front of him. and before you have a moment to process any of this, he slips one arm behind your shoulder and his other hand reclaims its spot on your jaw to manoeuvre your head upwards, so it's ready to receive his kiss when his lips suddenly come crashing down onto yours.

despite your tact, now that his lips have locked with yours, you find yourself melting into his touch and moving your against him rhythmically. your bodies — though vastly different in proportions — arching into each other desperately.

while one hand sloppily undoes his belt and pulls his cock free from the designer trouser, the other hand on your jaw slowly moves to hold your cheek as the two of you kiss fervently, then it shifts up to your ear, then tangles itself in your hair which he uses to gently pull you away.

you whine quietly at the seperation, missing his hot lips against your own, and he smirks at your reaction. eyes glued to yours, he rasps, "you want it, pretty?"

he motions downwards and you bite your lip at the sight; his size alone is enough to leave you dumdfounded and nodding pathetically, eager to hop on to his monstrous length.

"good girl. think you can handle it?"

"uhuh." you whisper, shaky hands wandering down to take hold of him, and he lets you. in fact, with his grip on your hair, he yanks you down until your face is mere inches away from his tip, "taste first."

with hesitation, you drop to your knees and graciously accept as much of him as you can into your mouth, though that is barely even half. lev still appreciates it; the warmth of your mouth causing his breath to hitch. his cock even twitches at the sight of your cheeks puffed out, struggling to hold him inside.

when his tip prods the back of your throat, it causes you to gag a little, so you immediately jerk away from his cock and cough into your arm.

a concerned look crosses his features and he lightly rubs your back to aid your coughing, "ah, sorry." he apologises, as if it was his fault his cock was so huge that you were gagging on it.

"it's okay." you grate once your coughing fit has calmed down, throat still a bit dry.

he offers you his hand to help you stand up, "c'mon, cutie, that's enough teasing." he reassures you.

you place your hand upon his and as he guides you to your feet , you can't help but notice how big his hand is compared to yours. your thoughts suddenly becomes flooded with fantasties of what you want those big hands to do to you, which he notes by how your touch lingers for a couple moments extra after he lets go.

identifying what your longing for, he presses his lips against yours once more, engaging in a heated make-out while his hands wander down to unzip your jeans and tug them off, leaving you in only your underwear.

while he creeps in tongue into your mouth to make for a french, his long slender fingers rubs your labia through the fabric of your panties, amused by how wet you are already. "still think you can take it?" he basically breathes into the kiss, parting for barely a second to mutter his inquiry.

you reply with an affirmitive moan into the kiss. and just in case that wasn't clear enough, you hook your leg around his hips to give him better access.

he gladly slides the damp strip of material out of the way and sticks his two fingers into your hole, silently snickering at how you writhe at the stimulation of his fingers alone. but you can't help it; they're just so long at push against your walls in just the right way that makes your needy pussy flutter.

the wet noises from your pussy fill the changing room, shortly followed by your stifled moans — afraid other staff might be nearby to hear. his palms rubs against your throbbing clit, as his fingers shallowly thrust inside you. the minimum amount of stimulation needed to make you squim.

lev simply stares at you, enchanted by how your tight hole clings to him, and how the size of his palm compares to your pussy. it's like he could scoop you all up in one hand; hold you tenderly in his hand like a precious doll.

"sweet girl.." he idles, fingers stirring inside you, "fit me so well."

just as he says that, a hiss is drawn from you at how he harshly pulls his fingers out of your hole.

"bend over for me." he commands nicely, and without a second thought, you turn around and bend over, positioning your forearms against the changing room walls to balance you. while you do this, lev has already hooked a finger under the lace of your panties and dragged them down until they fell to your ankles.

his fingers rubbed over your labia, occasionally teasing your clit and soaking up your slick with each seductive movement. his other hand worked on aligning his cock with your glistening hole, until the bulbous tip was prodding against your enterance, at which you let out a low whine of confirmation.

however you didn't fully understand the capacity of what you were giving yourself up for until it was halfway stuffed inside you, contorting your plushing walls to accomodate his massive size and creating a slight buldge in your abdomen. truly it had knocked the wind out of you and despite him no longer being crammed down your throat, you were still choking on it.

as you writhe and mewl in attempt to cope with the intrusion, lev pauses and takes a moment to admire your figure beneath him. how you're so kindly bent over for him, and your tight cunt is struggling to accept his cock.

you were just the right size. with you bent over, he was still tall enough to place his hands on the wall above you, essentially capturing you under him. his sweet angel ready to take him all, and he couldn't help his eagerness to give you what you want.

before he knows it, his hips start to move autonomously against yours, ramming his length into sopping pussy repeatedly, making a lewd squelching noise with every sharp thrust. the volume of which made it clear to anybody nearby what was going on in this changing room, though you didn't have the power to try and silence it, as the hot arousal pooling by your pussy was the only lubricant that facilitated lev's entrance into you, and main reason it was possible for him to move within your homey walls.

his dick stabbed into you over and over, while his slender fingers drew lazy circles over your clit. you were trying your best to stay hushed in fear of being overheard, but lev didn't seem to care. he was allowing the moans, profanities and obscene exclamations to flow freely off his tongue with out a care in the world for who might hear.

"fuck, cutie, so tight." he squeezes the flesh of your ass, then lets his hand wander up so it rests on the small of your back. he's just so much bigger than you, if he wanted he could probably pick you up and fuck you at his height so he doesn't have to bend his knees so much. it's a miracle you're even able to fit him all inside that petite little pussy.

it gets him so hard so see you like this. stripped bare and trembling under him, stifled moans brewing behind your lips and legs trembling as his colossal dick thrashes against your insides. relentless and bruising your cervix with each fervish thrust. completely fucked out from being impaled by his dick, your arms have given out which levaes your cheek pressed lazily against the wall of the changing room. the cold plastic making contact with your skin, hardly enough to combat the waves of searing pleasure he sends rushing through your quivering body.

"can't take it, huh?" he leans over you, his breathy words tickling your shoulder, "too much for this little pussy? too big for my sweet girl?" mindless dirty talk spills from his mouth as his eyes squeeze shut and he basks in the warmth of your walls clamping down on him.

and he pries them open again only so he can get another look at your shaking body, struggling to take him all but persevering. and with the friction of your hole , along with the sight of your small waist held in his soft hands, it wasn't long until lev finished inside you, spilling his hefty load within the confines of your gummy walls.

his cock was pushes out in the process, which made you sigh of relief, but with his hand already positioned on your clit, he was hasty to stuff his fingers right back into your creamed pussy, causing you to gasp.

"sorry," he whispered, straightening his posture and shuffling back, "just don't want to get any on my trousers. they're designer." he chuckles to himself, meanwhile you are still bend over with his load filling your insides; fully exposed and panting.

"maybe i should've used a condom." he muses, playfully curling his fingers, resulting in an erotic moan departing from your lips.

lev laughs heartily, as though he had just cracked the funniest joke, "nah. raw's more fun." he yanks his fingers out, leaving you to feel the full force of his cum stirring within you, "who knows, maybe next time i come back here, there will a tiny version of me."

he places a final kiss to the nape of your neck before heading to pick up his shirt, "and i don't just mean tiny because of your genes."

#haikyuu lev #lev x reader #lev haiba #lev smut #haikyuu smut #lev x you #haiba lev #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #👾nsfw

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joeyalohadream · 20 days ago

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np at all but do u know when we can look forward to an update 🥲

I wish I had a good answer to this because I miss my tree farmer and my sweet man John very much right now.

I’m back working my office job 20+ hours a week and still working my waitressing/bartending job 35+ hours a work and my free time has become chores and sleeping and probably too much red wine.

I’m really hoping to find some solid time to sit down and finish chapter four soon, but I don’t have a day off work until next Thursday and I’m tired 😭

I do appreciate all the lovely comments and messages about the fic and hope every one that’s waiting is still okay reading a Christmas fic way past December 😅.

More is coming, I promise! I just need to readjust to this new schedule and find a healthy way to still make time for the things I love.

#ask away #thank you for your patience I’m still here I swear #let your heart be light 🎄

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meowzfordayz · 1 year ago

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saying goodbye at the train station

Author’s Note: all relationships are romantic except for Muichiro x Reader — for Muichiro’s, Reader is his older sibling. *Technically* this is not spoiler free, but the spoilers are presented non-canonically (they’re injury related).

saying goodbye at the train station

Hashira x Reader

Word Count: ~2,500

CW: death content, mild sexual content, traumatic injuries

Suggestion Fulfilled: I don't know if you're accepting asks (if you're not I'm so sorry for disturbing you 🥲) but I was wondering if you could do a modern au based on WW1 or WW2 with all the hashira enlisting as soldiers and saying goodbye to their s/o at the train station ⛽...

~faqs~

“Promise me, promise me you’ll come back. Alive.”

You whisper, clinging to his lapels, forehead smooshed into his chest

Savoring the steadiness of his heartbeat

Wishing you could keep it safe with you at home, tucked warm and certain beneath the bedsheets

“I promise, my love.”

“You always protect everyone,” you sniffle, eyes squeezing shut, “So how about you come back and protect me.”

A fierce desperation, a hopeless greed, that perhaps your smile will be enough

“Of course,” Gyomei chuckles lightly, kissing the top of your head, “Anything for you.”

“Must you board the train?”

He only nods, arms aching as he continues holding you, once more memorizing the curve of your body against his, the scent of your hair tickling his nose, the sorrow of your tears dampening his jacket

—

“You came back.”

You’re already sobbing, smile wider than it’s ever been, hands quivering as you rush toward him

“Most of me,” he murmurs sheepishly, “I’m a leg less than before.”

“You’re never less to me,” you declare firmly, “I love you.”

“I hate you for leaving me. I hate, I hate this, this stupid, senseless war.”

You’re glowering, refusing to touch him, arms crossed over your body

“I hate it too.”

He mutters, itching to hold you, loathing how your final moments together are bleeding with strife

“Then why partake?”

“Do I have a choice?”

Obanai sighs, anxiously eyeing the clock behind your head

“You can always make one,” you retort, wiping tears from your ruddy cheeks before they fall to the platform

“Dearest, let us not part on such terms.”

“Let us not part at all!” you’re shouting

“Is this really how you insist on saying goodbye?”

He’s stern, yet soft; tenderly heartbroken

“I don’t want to say it!” “Then don’t,” he gives in, pulling you into his chest in a single, greedy movement, relief filling his lungs when you grab ahold of him, “Don’t say goodbye.”

You whimper, “I love you.”

He whispers, “I love you more.”

—

“I’m never saying goodbye to you again,” you declare, awe and shock stiffening your limbs, your favorite silhouette waiting patiently on your doorstep

“And why is that?” he asks wryly, leaning heavy and tired

You’re cupping his face, delicate and careful, his skin tremoring as you brush over new scars

“If I had said goodbye, would you be here now?”

“Dearest, nothing in this world could ever stop me.”

“I’m so afraid for you.”

“For me?” she quirks a teasing eyebrow, “I can take care of myself.”

“I know, but-”

“But you like taking care of me too,” she interrupts gently, knowingly

“Mitsuri, what if-”

“What if I’m okay, you’re okay, and this is all a dream?”

“This is war,” your voice raises, “You can’t be so flippant about dy-”

“I’m not going to die.”

She sounds so certain, so steady, so-

“Mitsuri, I’m terrified.”

Your bottom lip trembles, wiping the smile off her face, strong arms wrapping sudden and tightly around you, familiar warmth only deepening the ache in your chest

“I know baby, I know,” she murmurs, grimacing to herself, “I’m so sorry.”

“You’re not going to die, right?”

You’re demanding, pleading, begging for her to-

“I promise, baby. You’re not gonna lose me.”

She promises again and again and again

As many times as she can before the train begins to whistle

—

“Don’t scold me,” she mumbles, “But I-”

“YOU DIDN’T DIE!” you scream, promptly flinging yourself toward her

“Well-” she blushes

Your eyes widen, halting on your tiptoes, narrowly avoiding bowling both of you over, “Your arms…”

“I’m-”

“ALIVE, and the love of my life,” you quickly shush her

“You aren’t-”

“Of course I’m bothered,” you reply simply, “You’ve suffered traumatic injuries.”

“Things won’t be the way they-”

“Well obviously,” you shrug, “You aren’t the way you were.”

“And that’s alright?”

“I still love you. I still want to be with you.”

“Baby… I love you.”

“Don’t get into trouble, okay? Be safe, my love. Please.”

“Why are you telling me that?” you snort, raising a bemused eyebrow, “You’re the one leaving.”

“You say that like you have so little faith in me returning,” she quips back

You fix an even stare on her lighthearted expression, shaking your head as your mouth twists

“Hey,” her tone softens, warm hand reaching out for your hip, “My love, look at me.”

Chewing on your bottom lip, you allow Shinobu to tug you into her arms, despairing at the thoughts flickering in and out of sight

“I’m a nurse, I should be safe from most of the fighting.”

“You’re one of few people who would willingly touch fighting, without a ten foot pole,” you retort

She laughs at that, a floaty, mesmerizing sound nestling into your chest, her grasp tightening around you

“How about this, my love: we both do our best to avoid trouble.”

You nod into her heartbeat, fingers clenching as the train’s whistle begins to blow, tears brimming at the reality of the silence awaiting you at home

—

“It would appear you’re as adept as ever at creating trouble,” a familiar voice chirps

Startled, you glance up across the kitchen, eyes widening in amazement

“SHINOBU!”

“I come home in one piece, and this is how you welcome me?” she asks teasingly, body hardened beneath your embrace, yet more fragile than you remember, “My love, the kitchen is, frankly, in shambles.”

“Shut up,” you mumble, “Shut up and let me cherish you.”

“Do not worry too much. I know it will be hard not to, but try. For me? Try to worry only a little.”

“You’re asking a lot of me,” you sigh quietly, eyebrows knit together as you stare into Kyojuro’s earnest gaze

“I ask because I know you are capable,” he smiles softly, thumbs rubbing warm and solid across your knuckles, his hands large and calloused as they encompass your own, “I ask because I worry about you.”

“I’m the last thing you should worry about,” you admonish gently, “I’ll be… safe.”

“And I will try my best to be as well.”

Silence weighs heavy between your hope and his reality, the distinct lack of promise tart in the air as you swallow thickly

“Write to me, okay? And I shall write to you.”

“I love you, Rengoku Kyojuro. I love you.”

“And I love you,” his voice sinks deeply, labored beneath the emotion in his throat, “This, I can always promise you.”

—

“Kyo?” you blink slowly, stunned by your unexpected visitor

“Who else could I be?” he drawls familiarly, “I guess I beat my letter home. I have been honorably discharged due to injury.”

Honorably discharged?

Due to injury?

You nearly gasp, the sight of his bandaged face finally registering, your arms thrown around him before you can even think

“I failed so terribly, Kyojuro. I worried immensely!”

He laughs loudly at your confession, dazzling grin burying itself in your shoulder, melting into your scent, your tears, the quivering of your body

“Ah, well, I suppose I failed somewhat too. I was not… entirely, safe.”

“Clearly,” you mutter, rueful and endeared, inhaling remnants of ash and winter clinging to his coat while your embrace tightens, “But you’re home.”

“You’re so silly. How could I not return to you? How could I even dare?”

“Do not call me silly when you are going to war!” you snap, fingertip pressing harder and harder into his sternum with each emphasis in your sentence

“Fine. Ridiculous.”

The urge to pinch the smugness from his face dissipates as quickly as it surfaces, promptly replaced by a fresh wave of tears as you wrap yourself once again in his arms

“Oh love,” he murmurs, all tenderness at the sudden switch of your demeanor, “I promise you, I could not dare. I will return to you.”

“As you are, or in a coffin?” you sniff petulantly, nose scrunched and dripping, “Because I shall only accept the former.”

“And the former you shall receive,” he answers resolutely, eyes closing against the rolling bile in his stomach, “I love you.”

You want to tell him The world is cruel

You want to tell him Your smile makes it less so

You want to tell him I hate you

But you can’t

Not when he already knows, and still chooses to love you

Not when you know how transparent such lies would be; brittle and self serving; temporary salve smeared over the fears trampling themselves in your head

“I love you more, Sanemi.”

“Idiot,” he says

Impossible he thinks

—

“You’re incredibly annoying,” you mutter, almost breathless as you rush toward his awaiting embrace

“I did precisely as you asked,” he chuckles, final threads of dread loosening at the feeling of your heartbeat, alive and well, pressed firmly to his chest, “Not a scratch.”

“Surely you’re lying.”

“Hm,” he hums noncommittal, smirking as he amends, “Okay, quite a few scratches. But I’m here as I am, as I promised.”

Words dissolve on your tongue, opting instead to kiss his chin, his earlobes, his cheeks, forehead, the tip of his nose, his eyelids, hesitating at his lips as you whisper

“I apologize for ever doubting you.”

He kisses you softly, tasting like the color of autumn, holding you as gently yet fiercely as a spring breeze

“I’ll come back for you. I promise.”

“I don’t believe you,” he mutters, wriggling in your hug

“Do you mean that?” you ask lightly, chin resting delicately atop his head, refusing to release him

Sighing, Muichiro hesitantly pats your back, eyes squeezing tightly

“Mui, I’ll come back for you.”

“How about you stay,” he retorts, mouth twisting, “If you leave, then you’ll-”

“Be okay. I’ll be okay.”

“What if you can’t find me?”

Your heart clenches at the drop in his tone, tears welling when he finally returns your affection, his arms angry and lonely as he clings to you

“I could find you anywhere,” you declare, “I love you.”

“What if other kids bully me?”

“Then I’ll find them too, and beat their asses,” you smirk

“That’s not very nice.”

“Well neither is bullying my younger brother.”

A gentle sob rocks into your chest, the train’s whistle cutting through wet silence, a chorus of crying children and weeping guardians growing loud in the background of your little world

“You’re coming back?”

“Of course.”

“You won’t forget me?”

“Never.”

—

“Mui?”

Someone unrecognizable yet achingly familiar turns at the sound of your voice, his limbs long and wiry, face more slim than you previously recall

“Ready to go?” you smile softly, outstretching a nervous hand toward him

From stillness to full sprint, Muichiro launches himself at you, the brightest grin matching yours as he shouts giddily

“YOU CAME BACK.”

“If I die, will you remember me?”

“You won’t die,” you scoff

“No guarantees.”

You meet Giyuu’s somber gaze with your own wry expression, his hands cool as you clutch them to your chest

“Tomioka Giyuu,” you begin sternly

“Hm?”

“Do you want to die?”

“No.”

“Then, you won’t,” you shrug, pressing warm kisses into the dryness of his knuckles

“Ever?” he asks, deadpan humor surfacing as the tension in his shoulders loosens

“You know what I mean.”

“Your faith in me is incredible,” he murmurs, tugging away from your grasp to cup your cheeks, thumbs tracing the outline of your lips with a trembling sadness, “I can only hope to repay you adequately.”

“There is nothing to repay,” you smile faintly, nuzzling into his palms, “I love you.”

“And if I die?” he whispers

“Then I will remember you fondly,” you promise softly, “With my heart, body, and being.”

—

“I suppose I didn’t want to die,” Giyuu says abruptly, snowflakes stark and glistening in his hair, nearby lamppost illuminating the relief and darkness etched into his cheekbones, “Although I did, quite obviously, lose an arm.”

“I suppose that is quite obvious,” you squeak in the doorway, eyes wide with shock, “You’re home.”

“Are you disappointed?” he questions carefully, fingers curling away from their desire to caress you

“Disappointed?!” you exclaim, “No!” head shaking profusely, “I just didn’t expect you to return so soon!!!!!”

“Well, losing an arm quickened the process.”

“Why aren’t we hugging?” you demand

“I’m wet and cold and you’re cozy and dry. Allow me to-”

He doesn’t finish his sentence, swallowed by the heat of your embrace as you fling yourself at him, tears dampening him further as you sob into his shoulder

“Tomioka Giyuu, I love you.”

“And I love you,” he finally grins, “I love you to the moon and back again.”

“Take care of each other. When one of you feels low, raise their spirits. When one of you feels angry, listen to their feelings. When one of you is in danger, come to their rescue. You are my brave spouses, my brilliant partners. I trust I shall return to all of you, whole and sound.”

“Tengen.” “Don’t leave us!”

“Must you go?”

He smiles softly, kissing Suma’s forehead, caressing Makio’s cheek, squeezing Hina’s hand

“Please, Tengen, take care of yourself.”

Nodding at your request, he slips a light finger beneath your chin, kissing you gently as he murmurs

“As you wish.”

You cling to Makio as he kisses Suma, hugging Suma as he kisses Hina, sniffling into Hina’s shoulder as he kisses Makio, lungs heaving from the smoke and bitterness hanging in the air, grateful for the haven of love wrapping itself around you

“If I perish far from home,” he says quietly, “Then do not grieve for the rest of your lives. Thrive for yourselves. Your livelihoods are more precious than mourning a single soul.”

“Tengen!” Suma wails

“How can you be so nonchalant?!” Makio cries

“Don’t ask that of us!” Hina protests

“You’re wrong, Tengen. We are precious to you, just as you are precious to us.”

Meeting the steeliness in your gaze, Tengen chuckles lowly, chest full of warmth and belonging as he shakes his head fondly

“I love you endlessly.”

“And we love you!”

“We love you too!”

“We love you infinitely!”

“We love you, Uzui Tengen. Take care.”

—

“TENGEN!!!! YOUR EYE?!?!?! YOUR HAND?! WHERE IS ITTT?!” <— Suma

“SUMA! You can’t just ask him that-” <— Makio

“Tengen?! He’s home??!!” <—You “TENGEN!!!!!” <— Suma

“I trust you all took care of each other?” <—Tengen

“HINA WOULDN’T LET ME COOK.” <— Makio

“Makio burnt dinner twice.” <— Hina

“I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!!!” <—Suma

“We survived.” … … … “Somehow.” <— You

“[y/n] kept us together.” <— Hina

“Barely.” <— You

“It was difficult without you.” <— Makio

“Really?” <— Tengen

“Actually. We thrived.” <— Hina

“... oh?” <— Tengen

“Especially without you and your flashy biceps. ” <— You

“Heyyy.” <— Tengen

“Group hug!!!!!” <— Suma

#hashira x reader #preferences #ww2 au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #gyomei x reader #obanai x reader #mitsuri x reader #shinobu x reader #kyojuro x reader #sanemi x reader #muichiro x reader #giyuu x reader #tengen x reader

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dontyouworrydaddy · 2 years ago

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Imagine Konig and TF 141 boys having a good night's sleep when suddenly they are woken up by the sound of their SO having a wet dream and moaning their name. Thank you so much.

𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊

Task Force 141 (+König) + fem! reader

HELL YEAH I‘VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS. THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!

I think I never told you guys but I kinda love writing about Simon and Kyle. ESPECIALLY KYLE. Like, he is such a cutie and looks innocent. I wish I could hug him😭😭

If there are any mistakes, please ignore it🥲🥲 Got my nails done and I need a few days to get used to it😭 I don’t really like this but I still hope you enjoy 😿🫶🏻

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König

"Fuck, König" you slightly whisper which causes König to jump out of his deep slumber, thinking you’re in danger. But as soon as he looked over you, he saw your hand clutching to his arm. First he didn’t understand and he thought you were having a nightmare, in which he would immediately wake up and greet you with his huge arms to comfort you.

But it wasn’t what he expected… it was way different and he could feel his cheeks heat up. It was until he heard your soft moan. He felt his cock rising and suddenly he wasn’t tired anymore. All of a sudden he was filled with lust. He felt how bad he wanted you he needed you now and couldn’t wait any longer.

"Baby?” he whispered in your ear with desperate written in his voice. You stood in your sleep and he couldn’t wait any longer. He needed you to wake up and show you how desperate you made him feel. All of a sudden he wasn’t the patient soldier anymore. He was an impatient kid waiting for his mom to buy him a toy.

"Fuck" you moan quietly he couldn’t wait any longer so he slowly made his hands make their way down your body. You stirred and you were finally waking up. You noticed his hands slowly moving further down your body and he was dangerously close to your heating pussy.

"What were you dreaming about?" he asked you, acting like he was all innocent and didn’t know what you were talking about. Your face was heating up due to embarrassment and he deeply chuckled to himself.

His hands were now so close to your already wet pussy and you couldn’t wait any longer. In your dreams, you were on top of him. His hands on your hips, squeezing you as you were riding him. You felt the pain physically but it felt too good.

"You naughty girl" he was on top you now and soon he entered two of his fingers, causing you to open your mouth. His fingers were so fucking big, not even the dick of your boyfriends was that huge.

He pumped into your needy and wet pussy and with each time, you felt how it was getting harder to breathe.

“Please, faster" he did as you asked and fuck, it felt too good to be true. he was so deep inside of you, and you couldn’t control yourself anymore so you had to cling on his arm. Your nails digging deep in his muscular arm.

"So wet for me?” he asked himself and you something form in your lower stomach.

"Chr- Fuck. I‘m so close" your moaned and he let out a deep chuckle. His laugh meant two things. One, it meant how he was enjoying you and the impact he has on you, even if it’s just his fingers. Two, his nervousness was also slowly taking over you, seeing you so desperate for him, and needing him all the time, makes him so nervous he just can’t help himself.

"Okay baby. You can let it out" and you did as he said. You felt so free, the feeling was… unbelievable. It wasn’t the first time he did it. And you hope it’s not the last time, but every time he did it you couldn’t help feel like it’s your first time being fingered. As soon as his fingers left you, you felt very empty.

"Now sleep baby" he whispered in your ear while he fell down next to you. Before he attacked you with a huge hug, he went to the bathroom, for god knows what reason.

One thing was more than clear… He is a great hugger… and amazing at making you come fast.

Simon Riley

Simon always had trouble with sleeping. Due to his trauma, he refuses to sleep. The only time he sleeps is during daytime. Sometimes you only get to spend the night together because he sleeps through the whole day.

And today is not different. He is laying on his back while his left arm is covered around your waist. You were asleep and he is glad that you get to sleep at night. He keeps thinking about his next mission which is making him sad. He hates leaving you alone. He hates hearing nothing from you until he comes back home to you.

But he was pulled out of his minds when he heard your soft voice call out for him. He carefully sits up, afraid he might wake you up. "Love?" for a moment he thought you were having a nightmare. And he was starting to panick because he didn’t know how to react. Was he supposed to wake you up? Or was he supposed to wait until you wake up?

But it seems like you weren’t having a nightmare. Not at all.

“Simon.. fuck. Please" you softly moan causing Simon to stiff. He chuckled to himself and he knew what you were dreaming about. And it was definitely not a nightmare. He got on top of you and started kissing your neck. He could feel how hard it was getting for you to breathe and it only motivated him to keep going.

“Please" you desperately tell him and your hands were now on the back of his head. He found your sensitive spot and decided to suck on that spot. He noticed how your back started to ache.

“Simon..I need you" your voice was clearer now and he knew you were awake now.

He stopped kissing you and he heard your loud groan, asking him to continue. He looked at you, with lust written all over his face.

“Tell me about your dream" he more like ordered you to tell him about your dream. Even the thought of telling him what he did to you in your dream was making you blush the reddest shade. "It’s an order, not a request"

You couldn’t help but want to feel what you felt in your dream. "You were spreading my legs" and he slowly spreads your legs open and you felt yourself getting wet at the sight of him between your legs.

"You pushed my panties to the side and slowly got down on me" you were still shy because you were scared to continue.. but god, you want this so bad.

"And what did I do?" he asks innocently, acting like he doesn’t know what he did. But he didn’t expect this response of you.

"Your mouth and your fingers were inside of me" you shamelessly whispered but loud enough for him to hear it. His smirk grew wider and he nodded with his head, clearly impressed you were able to take that much in your dream.

"Impressive, love. Let’s see if you can take it. But I bet you can, huh Love?" he got down and started to eat you out. You felt his tongue dance along your folds and it was getting very hot in this room. But without warning you, you felt one of his fingers join and you couldn’t help but held each side of the bed, creating a mess. "Fuck!" you screamed as soon as you felt one more hand join and whatever you did in your last life to deserve this. God, you’re so thankful.

"Simon oh fuck" you were out of breath and your back was already aching. You closed your eyes because of the pleasure… and even while they’re closed, you were able seeing him.

His fingers and his mouth were moving in a synchronized and you felt yourself getting close.

"Come on love" he said, taking a quick break from your heated folds. And you couldn’t keep it in in anymore. So you decided to come… and it felt great.

Simon kissed his way back up and stopped near your mouth.

He let himself rest on top of you and you closed your arms around his muscular body. You kissed for a while before you both drifted off to sleep.

John MacTavish

"John…" you desperately whispered in your sleep and John immediately turned his whole body to your side. He saw your face expression being different. It was like… you needed something? But what does that have to do with him?

"Baby?" he carefully spoke to you, hoping to carefully wake you up. But it seems like it didn’t work. You called for him once more and he started to worry a little. What if you were having a bad dream and you couldn’t wake up? He doesn’t want you to suffer any second longer so he shook you slightly.

"John?" your tired voice called for him and he felt the worry wash away and being replaced with relief. "Love, are you okay?" he asked you and you felt yourself get hot.

You turn your face around because you were a bit embarrassed. But Johnny thought you’re hiding because you are scared. If only he knew…

"Were you having a nightmare?" he asks you while sneaking his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly, wanting to let you know that he is here for you.

"No.." you mumbled causing Johnny to look at you confused. "What was it about? You were calling me?" he is definitely confused and he was so cute when he is confused. He looks like a lost puppy whenever he doesn’t understand anything.

"It was about you…" you hide your face from him again. He was even more confused now and it took him a good second to understand what you mean. "Me? Wha- ohhhhhhh" he definitely understood what you meant now.

And suddenly he was on top of you, caging both of your wrists above your head. "You need me that bad?" he asks you while he acts like he is innocent. Before you could respond, he started kissing you. It wasn’t like your usual kiss. This one was filled with more lust and desperation. He was showing you how bad he needed you too.

He started pushing himself between your legs causing you to leave a moan but not by choice. The heat between your legs was growing and you were greatful that you went to sleep with only your panties and your black top. You could feel the shape of his cock move up and down your covered and heating pussy and each time the lust grew wider.

"Such a bad girl. You should be asleep aye? Look at you now. I think you should be punished" he tells you in between the hot kiss and you felt how fast your chest was moving. You both were out of breath and instead of thinking about how you’re gonna wake up in 4 hours, you think about how good he would make you feel. But you didn’t know that this was actually your punishment.

"enjoy your punishment, sweetheart" he whispered in your ear before he kissed you again. And he didn’t touch you, even through your dying for his huge cock now.

"Tomorrow, I‘m gonna make sure you won’t be able to walk" he promised between the kiss and you were waiting already patiently waiting for tomorrow to come.

John Price

John was laying on his side trying to fall asleep, until he heard you talk in your sleep. It got him curious, since you never talk in your sleep.

"John" you let out a soft whisper and it warms his heart how you’re searching for him even in your sleep. But in reality… you weren’t searching for him. He was standing in front of you, teasing you to death. But he didn’t now. Yet…

John was about to turn around again and let you sleep until he heard a soft moan escape from your lips. He didn’t move. He just stood there and was trying to understand what was happening. He heard another moan coming from you and he was now sure that he wasn’t dreaming. His ears are working correctly and, in fact, he is hearing correctly. He just heard you moan his name which got him very very curious.

"Fuck… please" you let out in a soft whisper causing his dick to rise. He can’t wake you up now because of your work but he can’t just sit there and watch you fuck him in your dream.

He eventually stood up and went into the bathroom but he didn’t close the door. He needed to hear you moan his name. Meanwhile, he lets his hand walk inside his boxers and started to let out a bit of pleasure himself while you were calling for him.

And it wasn’t enough. He needed you physically. He needed your pretty face down on him and watch you ruin your mascara while you are on your knees and taking him very well. But this is gonna wait. And when you wake up.. he‘s definitely gonna ruin you.

Kyle Garrick

Kyle was laying next to you, watching you sleep peacefully. He loved doing it. Drift off to sleep knowing he got to sleep with you being the last thing he saw and waking up, you being the first person he gets to see makes him excited and willing to wake up way earlier, just to adore you.

But tonight was kinda… different. You were stirring in your sleep and Kyle was getting curious. Were you having a nightmare? But it wasn’t what he expected… it was quite the opposite. And he noticed it was you dreaming about something different as soon as he heard a soft moan leave your mouth.

He didn’t move. The only thing that moved was his smile on his dangerously handsome face… and maybe his dick got a bit hard too.

He quietly enjoyed watching being so desperate for him. You kept whispering how bad you need him and how good he makes you feel. He watched you being so desperate for him to touch you.

And if he had the chance, he would take you right now. But he decides to not wake you up and watch you moan his name in your sleep. And he felt the lust rising. It was hard for him to control himself because watching you is causing him to loose control. He won’t let himself loose that control. Not today. He continued watching you and he was having so much fun while doing so.

But don’t you worry, the first thing you guys are gonna do is having sex, making your wish come true.

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hexxbug · 2 months ago

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ACT 3!!

I can't believe it's over :((

This is probably more analysis than the other ones I've done lol, spoilers below :o

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AHHHHH so sad, I loved it sm

WE GOT MORE EKKO!!! FINALLY!!!!

THE RECORD BEING JINX AND EKKO INSTEAD OF VI!!

I was joking throughout ep7 and saying oh this is the closest we'll ever get to timebomb when she hugged him, then when they were working on the hextech AND THEN WE ACTUALLY GOT TIMEBOMB???!!!!!!!!

At first I wasn't a massive timebomb shipper, I preferred them platonically icl but it was SOOO FUCKING CUTE and I've been converted! (mostly, I still think they're sweet as a platonic pairing too but either is good) (the au has definitely won me over lol but I personally still think in the main timeline they'd have a different relationship anyway, maybe Ekko has/had a crush on her and in the finale maybe it was mutual but it needed more time to be fleshed out for me to properly ship it, I generally see Jinx as not really in a place to be interested in romance)(grey romantic/demi maybe???)

MA MEILLEURE ENNEMIE?????? THAT SONG HAS BEEN LIVING RENT FREE IN MY HEAD SINCE THEN AND I AM NOT OKAY. ABSOLUTELY FUCKING SPECTACULAR SONG

I think they should've given us a couple extra episodes because him and Heimerdinger, Mel and the whole Jayce Viktor story did not get enough screen time imo, could've done with a bit more interaction idk

Claggor glancing at Mylo being bros!!

HEIMERDINGER STAYED BEHIND!! NOOOOOO. he was such a silly guy I was very sad

ik yordles basically respawn or whatever but still :((((

Cait being like "who decides who gets a second chance" like it wasn't her busting Vi out of jail like 6 months prior

JINX SHE WAS SO BROKEN😭😭😭😭MY POOR LASS

lowkey wish we'd got to see her go absolutely batshit over Isha's death but I get the direction they went in (or just been able to see more of their reaction and recovery from her death in general)(because that shit was glossed over)

Vi being so upset and destroyed about Jinx, saying she shouldn't have done this and then Cait going mf I practically engineered this whole encounter😭😭😭

CAITVI IS A GO!!! I REPEAT CAITVI IS A GO!!!! HHHHHHGHHHHHGGG THEY'RE SO FUCKING CUTE!! I really love how the scene played out

VI'S "Cait I don't FUCKING CARE" just marry her already (ngl not the way I thought that confession would go but I'm glad it was pretty happy)

MEL!!!! I love her character design smmmm it keeps getting better and better🤩🤩🤩she needed more time and practice with her powers though, I think they rushed that a bit.

EKKO MY MAN!!!! HE REALLY WAS THE BOY SAVIOUR!!!!! COMING IN CLUTCH THERE AT THE END

JAYCE. VIKTOR. YOU GAY MFSS LMAO (platonic or romantic they are so in love) I also think they rushed their whole story because both of them were suddenly like "oh yeah besties again✨✨" and I wanted a bit more story there but THEY STARTED IT TOGETHER AND THEY ENDED IT TOGETHER🥲🥲(they basically saved Piltover with the power of friendship lmfaoooo)(jayce's whole monologue to Viktor was absolutely adorable though)

JINX NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I'm not okay💔 I know it's what she wanted, really, but it felt so flat idk I wish she'd lived and come to terms with every (also I love her and she needs to come back so that's probably why I didn't like it too lmaoo)(ik she fell like a hundred stories or whatever and canon divergence is a thing but my girl is a big part in LoL so maybeeeeee????)(I'm once again in denial....)(COPIUMMM)

ALSOOO CAIT WAS LOOKING AT THE BLUEPRINTS FOR THE HEXGATE AND HAD JINX'S BOMB SO I WILL STAY UNDER MY LITTLE DENIAL ROCK THANKYOU VERY MUCH

Honourable mentions:

Heimerdinger being like "you sure it's 4 seconds???" and Ekko just like •_• "mmmhm yep definitely" poor guy was TRAUMATISED😭😭😭it was so funny to me

Also Heimer's bard moment, him just being able to chill for once hahah<3

All the outfits in ep 7, I loved them! ALSO THE DANCE SCENE!! SO SWEET

LEST!! I wanted to see more of her she was so cool!

The blue haired woman who died:(( rip to a queen

And the guy who took over manning the hex gun🫡

Maddie, ngl I wasn't expecting her to betray Cait but it was unsurprising really, I would've loved to see what she'd make of the aftermath and better terms the city's are on but it was also a very dramatic moment for Mel and I liked the twist lol.

FIRELIGHTS(EKKO) FIGHTING TOGETHER WITH JINX!!!! AYYY

Just the whole union of Piltover and Zuan in the fight against Ambessa and the Herald(I wanted more build up for that too tbh but anyway)

VIKTOR GOING THROUGH ALL THE TIMELINES TO FIX IT AND IT BEING JAYCE!!!

The sweet little Cait and Vi scene at the end🥹

My mum who's been subjected to all of S2 and her main comment at the end was "I'm still a bit confused" 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#arcane #arcane spoilers #arcane season 2 #arcane jinx #arcane vi #caitvi #arcane caitlyn #mel medarda #arcane jayce #jayvik #viktor arcane #ekko arcane

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leslutdepointedulac · 5 months ago

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I was listening to the mamma mia soundtrack earlier and when slipping through my fingers played I thought of louis and lestat listening to it thinking of claudia. especially the lines: "the feeling that I'm losing her forever / and without really entering her world"... except they did lose her forever 😢

"do I really see what's in her mind/each time I think I'm close to knowing" loustat and claudia struggled to get on the same page

"when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling/and a sense of guilt I can't deny/what happened to those wonderful adventures?/the places I had planned for us to go/ well some of that we did but most we didn't" Like?! They miss her and feel guilty about making her. Loustat likely had things to do and see together.

"sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture/and save it from the funny tricks of time". Loustat wishing they could've pressed pause on those moments in New Orleans 😭

Feel free to ignore I just felt like telling someone 🫶

Hi!

Yes, yes and yes!! I completely see what you mean!

They did lose her forever and in more ways than one 😭 Of course there's the obvious, which is her death, but there's also the fact that both Louis and Lestat tried so hard to hold onto that image of their little girl. They lost her when she grew up and became aware of her situation and them trying to cling onto her childhood only pushed her away even more 😥 And re: 'and without really entering her world' specifically as well, they lost her in not being able to truly empathise with her situation, like, they couldn't enter her world, they couldn't know what it's like be be a prisoner in their own bodies. They as adults see a small girl and so they treat her as such despite knowing better. That whole pre-chorus is so reminiscent of Loustat's desperation to keep their little girl a little girl 🤧

Yeah! They had all that guilt for causing her suffering but there was nothing they could do about it, and even then, they would have done it all over again because they loved her too much not to. They might have changed how they did some things but ultimately they would choose to have her rather than not have her again and again. And had things been different, they may have visited different places together, at the very least I think they wished for it, even if it never happened for one reason or another.

And you're right, there are so many moments where Louis and Lestat wished they could've paused time, or found some way to capture it and keep it forever. Those first years together were so precious to them and that's what they try so hard to keep hold of further down the line. They were all in their own little world together and things seemed so tranquil, and as if they would be like this for good 🥲

I think those years at the beginning were so formative for all three of them in their own ways. Even later on after things went south, they were all growing and taking experiences from it with them through life. And I feel like it's a good thing to note as well, that even with all the mistakes Louis and Lestat made with Claudia, none of it diminished their love for her, or made it any less valid. They made some huge mistakes but I think they both took lessons from that to make sure it wouldn't happen again. I mean, take Lestat with Rose, he was a great father to her and I honestly believe he was as good with her as he was, because he learnt from the past and knew what went wrong before.

#i'm sorry i'm rambling again 🤧#i knew this song a little bit before this ask but i'd never really listened to the full thing until now #and ugh it's killing me 😭#it's such a loustat and claudia song #i even added this song to my playlist for them bc of this ask #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #claudia #the unholy family #interview with the vampire #iwtv #vampire chronicles #tvc #vc meta #ask and you will be answered

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vioartemis · 1 year ago

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When I'm gone

(Ava Silva x fem! reader)

Summary: It’s easy to fall in love with a warrior nun, it’s loving the warrior nun that’s the hard part. They’re never yours, they never last. Warnings: angst, blood, violence, things don't happen exactly like in the series a/n: couldn't find any Ava fics, guess I have to do it myself 🥲 (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

When you first met her, you couldn't help but feel some kind of animosity towards Ava. It wasn't her fault, not directly, but knowing she had the Halo hurt you.

She had never been prepared for it, never trained, never aspired to become the warrior nun, never even knew it existed, yet the Halo chose her. You couldn't seem to find why.

What did she have that made her so special the Halo didn't reject her? What did she have that you didn't? You who trained hard all these years to have your chance with the halo, only to be rejected by it after a few months.

The scar still burnt somedays, reminding you of your failure.

But was it really that much of a bad thing? You were reconsidering it now.

If the halo hadn't rejected you, it would've never gone to Shannon, and therefore never reached Ava. Which would mean never meet her, and never falling for her. Because that's what was happening.

You were falling in love with Ava Silva. And the fat that you had to share an apartment -even if Beatrice was here too- did not help in any way. Nor did the all working-together-at-the-bar-all-day thing. There was never a moment when she wasn't near you.

You weren't complaining, of course, but sometimes you wished for a break. A little one. Tiny little one. Just to have some time to think and try to sort it out.

You were lost, to say the least. Not that you ever had the homophobia speech, you weren't aware of your sexuality until you realized you were falling for Ava. You still weren't exactly sure of it. All you knew was that you loved her, and the chances she liked you too were almost nonexistent.

If only Mary was here... She had disappeared since the fight with Adriel, and you were all worried.

Recently some blond guy started coming to the bar, and you had the feeling he liked her. You were in denial for Ava's side, not wanting to even think about it.

"I think we should talk about what Miguel told me"

You rolled your eyes internally, not so happy to talk about him during your free time with Ava.

"I thought you wanted to go to the party tonight?"

"I do! We can talk when we're there" the brunette replied, turning around to face you as you were both walking towards the bar you worked at during the day

"Can we talk about this later? And just enjoy the night? Please"

You gave her puppy eyes, and of course she gave in. She couldn't say no to you.

So you partied, danced, talked... It was the most fun you've had in a long time.

"Are you going to let me drink alone?" Ava teased you after some shots

"You need someone to bring you home safe"

"Hey, I'm the warrior nun, I can defend myself!"

You chuckled, shook your head, and took the shot from her hand before drinking it. Ava cheered with a big grin and asked for more shots.

"This is going to be so fun!"

You spent most of the night drinking and dancing together, and you had to admit, it was really fun.

The more you were drinking, the more you found her attractive. But maybe it was just the way she looked at you that made you want to kiss her so badly. She had something in her eyes, something that you didn't notice before.

She looked at you for longer than she usually did, and you could swear you saw her eyes shine the more she looked at you.

It was becoming really hard not to give in and kiss her. Especially since she had her hands on your waist while you were dancing. She was just so close to you, you could smell her perfume, feel her breath on your face.

Unconsciously you must have leaned in, because after a few minutes you were only inches appart. And she didn't seem to mind. Quite the contrary.

She was looking directly into your eyes, lips slightly parted, as if she was also holding back. She was waiting for any sign of approval, anything that could tell her you wanted it to happen.

You leaned in a bit more, just enough for her to back away if she wanted to, but instead of doing so, she pressed her soft lips against yours in a gentle kiss.

When you opened your eyes, you were in your bed, in Ava's arms. She was playing with your hair with a soft smile.

"Good morning"

You tried to sit up, but she held you down.

"Stay here just a bit more, okay? I want to keep this moment going"

It was your turn to smile this time, but quickly you frowned.

"When did we get back from the bar? I don't remember well..."

Ava chuckled and told you how you were pretty drunk, and she almost had to carry you home. Apparently, you insisted a lot for her to sleep with you, which she found really cute.

"You also asked me if I thought we'd find each other in our next life"

You were embarrassed by that last bit, but happy to be with her more than anything else. You stayed in each other's arms a bit more before she finally spoke again.

"Why didn't you tell me for the Halo?"

You were surprised by the sudden question, and not sure to understand what she meant.

"I saw the scar..." she continued

Oh... That's what she meant.

You sat up, playing with your fingers nervously, ashamed.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you but... I was scared. I didn't want you to think of me as failure"

She cupped your face softly, forcing you to look at her.

"You're not a failure. Don't ever say that again"

Then, she kissed you tenderly and hugged you tightly.

"I wanted to do that for so long" she admitted with a little laugh

"You should've tried sooner then"

You both laughed at yourselves.

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Things went terribly wrong. The plan to put the thorn crown on Adriel's head failed, and now all hope seemed lost. Mother Superion almost died, Camila and Yasmine too... You were not sure there was a chance to win anymore.

But Ava came up with a plan with Jillian's help. What could you possibly lose trying?

"The Arc should be here! Why isn't it here?"

Yasmine clearly started to panic at the empty spot before you.

"Jillian lied to us." Beatrice sternly said

"But why?"

"Because I asked her to"

You didn't need her to say more to know. It was enough for you to understand everything she had planned.

"No... please..."

When Ava looked at you, the expression on her face broke your heart.

"I'm sorry Y/n, but it's the only way..."

"There has to be something else! It's not- it can't-" you stumbled on your words; eyes filled with tears

"I'm afraid there's not..." your girlfriend said as she got closer to you and cupped your face

"It's so unfair..."

"... I know. I'm sorry"

She looked directly into your eyes, as if she was trying to print your image in her mind. Her own eyes were filled with so many emotions, it was obvious it was hard for her to do that.

She smiled sadly and pulled you in for a last kiss, a goodbye kiss.

Tears were rolling down your cheeks at this point, and as soon as she pulled away from the kiss you wrapped your arms around her in a tight hug.

"Please don't go... We can find something else... Please..."

"... I promise to find you in my next life"

She only let you a second before phasing through the floor and disappearing, causing you to fall on your knees, broken.

Letting the love of your life sacrifice herself was not an option. With Yasmine and Bea's help you managed to find where the Arc was, and so where Ava was.

You felt terribly guilty not to have understood what she was about to do. You should have seen it, seen a sign, something, anything. But you didn't, and now because of you she was about to die.

She had been called selfish in the past, putting her safety first, and got in trouble for that, but you would give everything you had for her to do that again -save her life and flee.

When you arrived in the room Ava was in, the first thing you noticed was her fighting against both Adriel and Lilith. Adriel had managed to push her back to the entrance of the room, towards where Miguel's body was lying on the floor.

She gave a look at the blonde's body, before looking back at her opponent.

That's where everything clicked. It was now. She was about to sacrifice herself right now. You could easily guess what she was about to do thanks to a conversation you overheard between her and Miguel.

He had a bomb, and she was about to activate it to kill Adriel, even if it meant dying with him. And you couldn't let her do that.

Just as she was about to use the Halo, you ran towards her.

When the bomb exploded, you were between her and Miguel's body. Exactly where you wanted to be. Your body acted like a shield, protecting her from the shards of the bomb.

Adriel was also badly hurt.

"Take that motherf-fucker" you managed to say before falling face first

Luckily, Ava caught you before you touched the ground, but honestly it wouldn't have changed anything. You were... barely alive. Ava could feel it.

She held you in her arms, trying to see if she could do anything to save you.

"Why did you do that? I should've-"

"Because..." you cut her off "Because you deserve to live. Your life... had been stolen, taken away from you all these years... You deserve to have your life back" you struggled to speak properly because of the pain, but did your best to keep a smile, even if it was weak.

"But you deserve to live too!"

"I lived... a good life. I did what I was supposed to. Now it's your turn to enjoy life"

"How am I supposed to enjoy anything if you're not with me?"

You could clearly hear her voice breaking and see tears in her eyes. You didn't want her to be sad, but it was the only way to save her.

"I'm sorry" you said quietly "Do me a favor... When I'm gone, I want you to wipe those tears away and smile. You're so pretty when you smile... I wish I could see you smile again..."

You let out a sad chuckle.

"No... no you can't-"

"I'm so happy I met you..." you didn't let her finish her sentence "You're the best thing that happened to me, I hope you know that... I've never been so happy to be alive since I met you... You're my ray of sunshine, my light when everything is dark..."

You were well aware that this was very cheesy and cliché, but you had to let her know how you felt. You never really talked about it before, thinking you had time to do so later.

You put a hand on her cheek, softly wiping a tear away, leaving a bit of blood on her skin. You pulled her closer and looked into her eyes one last time. Your lips were only inches apart.

"I love you" you whispered before kissing her

She held you close while she kissed you back, until your hand fell from her face and your whole body went limp. The scream of distress she let out could break anyone's heart easily.

She kept you close for a while, holding you against her, crying in the crook of your neck.

The shine of the Halo made her look like an angel. The most beautiful angel the earth had ever known.

#ava silva #ava silva x reader #ava silva x fem reader #warrior nun

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