#i’m so glad i finally got my hair done my god

[bubblegumbeyotch]

before n after :-)

[thedensworld]

Top 10 Anime Betrayal | K.Mg

Genre: fluff, est. Relationship

Summary: It's hot news, and you can't help but share it with your boyfriend because Mingyu always loves your stories—top 10 anime betrayal level.

Author note: literally based on a recent experience of mine. I'm done with them凸( •̀_•́ )凸

��I swear this one takes the top spot on my list,” Mingyu giggled, recalling your earlier struggle to articulate what had left you so speechless. You had been fuming, your voice caught somewhere between disbelief and anger, too stunned to say anything coherent when he first asked you what was going on.

“So, now you’re ready?” he teased, leaning back as he observed you intently. He noted that your breaths were steadier, your flushed cheeks had regained their normal color, and the fire in your tone had simmered down, if only just a little.

You nodded, taking a deep breath before starting. Mingyu tightened his hold around your waist, drawing you closer. The two of you were sitting on the couch, your legs draped over his as you straddled his lap, his face inches away from yours. The proximity between you revealed just how eager and passionate you were to share this news.

“I told you about Yunji last night, right?”

Mingyu’s eyes lit up with recognition. Of course, he remembered Yunji—one of your closest friends. She was a sweet girl, full of kindness and patience, but she had unfortunately ended up with a very toxic and manipulative man. Yunji had been dating this guy for five years, and you and your other friend, Dain, had tried numerous times to show her what kind of person he really was—a cheater, a liar, and emotionally abusive.

Mingyu’s jaw had dropped when you first told him about the time Yunji’s boyfriend almost slapped her, and how he always tried to undermine her achievements, belittling her and making her feel small. You had recounted how you confronted Yunji with all the things you’d uncovered about him, only for Yunji to respond with words that had left you devastated. “I don’t know who to believe.”

“She didn’t believe me, babe. It broke my heart,” you’d confided in Mingyu that night, tears of frustration and hurt streaming down your face. Mingyu had held you in his arms for hours, whispering comforting words and stroking your hair until you finally drifted off to sleep, both of you still aching from Yunji’s refusal to see the truth.

Last night, Yunji had texted the group chat in a frenzy, saying she’d finally caught him cheating. She’d found messages on his smartwatch, which he’d accidentally left at her house. You’d been beside yourself with joy and relief. “I can’t believe the time has finally come! Oh my God, I’m so happy!” you’d exclaimed, clutching Mingyu’s arm as you read out the messages. Yunji had said she was going to break up with him for good, and Mingyu, despite being half-asleep, had listened patiently to your excited ramblings, smiling softly as you kissed him goodnight. “I always knew he was a cheater. I’m just glad she’s finally aware now. Thank God you’re not like him, love.”

But now, here you were, with an entirely different expression on your face.

“It was a misunderstanding,” you muttered, the words tasting bitter as they left your mouth.

Mingyu’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean, honey?”

You let out a frustrated sigh. “The messages weren’t his. They were his brother’s. Apparently, his brother had been using the smartwatch until just yesterday, and the messages got left behind when they switched.”

Mingyu still didn’t get it. “But… they’re still breaking up, right?”

You scoffed, bitterness seeping into your tone. “I wish.”

Mingyu’s eyes widened. “No? Really? She’s staying with him?”

“And you know what she said after all of this?” You paused, glancing at your phone, as if reading her words would make them any less painful. “She said, ‘It was a misunderstanding, and I have to settle everything. Let’s not talk about this for now.’”

Mingyu blinked, sharing your expression of betrayal. “That’s it? After everything you and Dain did for her?”

You shrugged, showing him the last text you’d sent in the group chat. “I told her I’m done with this shit.” Your voice shook as you remembered the sleepless nights and the hours you’d spent worrying about her, all gone to waste. “I told her I’m here for her if she needs company, but if she wants to vent about her sad life with that shitty boyfriend, I’m out.”

Mingyu scanned the message you’d sent, his gaze softening as he looked back up at you. “You did the right thing,” he murmured, pulling you into his chest and wrapping his arms around you. “I know she’s your best friend, but she really discredited you and Dain by saying that.”

“I know,” you mumbled into his neck, fighting back the urge to cry. “I didn’t lose sleep for nothing!” Your voice wavered, your exhaustion seeping through.

Mingyu chuckled softly, rubbing small circles on your back. “Let’s go to sleep, baby. You need to rest. No more thinking about them.”

You lifted your head, nodding with a resigned smile. “Right?! I don’t need to think about them. I don’t have to care anymore. Screw them both. If she needs me, I’ll be there, but I’m not wasting any more energy on this drama.”

With a soft grunt, Mingyu stood up, carefully cradling your body that still clung to his. “Alright, baby girl. Now it’s time for you to get some real rest.”

You hummed contentedly, nuzzling into his neck as he carried you to bed. “I love you…” you whispered.

Mingyu smiled, his heart swelling with warmth as he gazed down at you. “I love you more, love. Now sleep.”

With him holding you close, the weight of betrayal and heartache slowly began to melt away, leaving you cocooned in the safety and comfort of his embrace. And for the first time in days, you felt like you could finally breathe again.

[hazbinwhoree]

adam is a criminal. the underwear kind, got new underwear? gone after a few uses. got regular underwear? also gone. you dont mind. but you do ask he gives each pair back about 2 weeks after kidnapping them. your poor babies, god knows what Adam does with them while they're not in your possession. actually do tell us, what does he do with them?

Panties Thief

A/N: Adam’s a perv, he’d totally do this.

Whenever (Name) goes to do her laundry, she notices she’s missing panties that she definitely remembers putting in the hamper. Two weeks later, Adam would give them back. (Name) had a pretty good idea of what he was doing with them, but Adam handed them back so casually she couldn’t call him out.

New pairs, old pairs, if they were worn, they were stolen.

It was Tuesday afternoon, one o’clock to be precise, and (Name) was headed home. She was never home around one, so Adam wouldn’t be expecting her. (Name) thought nothing of that fact until she walked up and into their room.

Adam was laying on the bed, a pair of her panties held up to his nose, jerking off. (Name)’s jaw dropped. She should be offended, disgusted even, but for some reason it was the hottest thing she’d ever seen Adam do.

“So that’s what you do with them,” she announced, making her presence known.

Adam jumped, shoving the panties under the pillows and sitting up to stare at (Name), wide-eyed. “W-what the fuck are you doing home?”

(Name) grinned. “Hiding them under the pillow? I saw you Adam.” Adam swallowed. (Name) approached him, pushing him onto his back on the bed and crawling on top of him. He wasn’t wearing his mask, to (Name)’s pleasant surprise.

“No mask?”

“Can’t fully smell with it,” Adam mumbled, embarrassed.

(Name) grinned, running her hands up his chest. “That’s fair. So often do you do this? I’m guessing quite often considering how many of my panties you take.”

Adam was looking anywhere but her. His dick was still out and half hard, and (Name) grabbed it. Adam choked. (Name) began pumping her fist and Adam moaned, quickly becoming fully hard again. (Name) smirked.

“You’ve been having all this fun without me.”

Adam scowled. “I only do it when you’re not here to fuck.”

(Name) let go of his dick, much to his dismay, but his disappointment was quickly dissipated when she began to tug down her pants and panties. When she was bare on her lower half, she climbed into Adam’s lap and straddled his dick.

Adam reached up and pulled (Name)’s shirt over her head before his hands snuck around her back and he unclipped her bra.

(Name) grinded down on his dick and Adam groaned, feeling how wet she was.

“Well I’m here for you to fuck now.”

Adam tossed the panties to the floor. He pushed (Name) off him and onto her back, covering her small frame with his large one, pinning her to the bed. He didn’t bother with foreplay, which he figured they’d technically already done.

(Name) was wet enough anyway.

He lined himself up with her opening and thrust in all at once. (Name) cried out and threw her head back. Her nails scraped down his back.

Adam began to roll his hips, his thrusts very quickly picking up in speed and intensity. (Name) moaned and whined with each thrust, one hand scratching Adam’s back and the other hand tangling in the hair at the back of his head.

The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, pants and moans. Adam grunted, hips slamming against (Name) as he pounded into her.

“I love you,” Adam panted. “I’m glad you’re home.”

(Name) giggled, out of breath. “And I’m glad I figured out what you do with all my panties.”

Adam chuckled breathily. “Whatever.” He thrust particularly hard and (Name) cried out, clenching around him. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

It didn’t take much longer for Adam’s thrusts to become sloppy and sporadic as he neared his climax. “Gonna fucking cum in you,” he mumbled against (Name)’s forehead. (Name) whimpered. “Please.”

Her neediness pushed Adam over the edge and with one final thrust he pushed all of himself into her and painted her womb white. (Name)’s tightening around him milked every drop from him as she came right after.

“Fuck,” Adam gasped, trying to catch his breath. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from (Name)’s heaving chest. He felt his dick twitch.

“Wanna go again?”

[sturniozo]

can we have part 2 of I don't Hate You where they try to be sneaky again but one day Nick and Chris finally find out about them pls 🙏🙏

I Don’t Hate You Part Two

Matt Sturniolo x Reader

Masterlist

Part One

“Calm the fuck down, Jesus, you’re like a child!” I say to Matt.

“You’re the one who started a fight over a movie character!” Matt scoffs

“Yeah, and I stand by it! I would so totally be Thor’s type!” I scream back.

Matt scoffs and crosses his arms. “You’re not anyone’s type, you’re too insufferable.”

Chris walks into the kitchen to us arguing and groans immediately. “God, this again?” He says.

“She’s saying she’s ‘Thors type’ as if anyone in the world could stand her!” Matt glares at me.

Chris rolls his eyes and walks out of the kitchen. I look back at Matt who smirks at me. “Are you coming to my room tonight?” He whispers to me.

I bite my lip and nod while blushing. Matt smiles and looks at the door to see if anyone’s coming before leaning in for a quick kiss. He pulls away as quickly as he leaned in and he steps back.

“I’m done with this!” He spits at me and walks off.

That night I go into Matt’s room. I used the same trick as before to make Nick and Chris think I was in the others room.

I sit on Matt’s lap as he sits on his bed. His hands on my waist and mine in his hair as we make out. His tongue slides over my lip and I open my mouth slightly.

We hear footsteps outside the door and I immediately jump off Matt. We can see the light from the hallway and the shadow of whoever is out there stopping at the door.

“Quick!” Matt whispers to me. I slip off the bed silently and hide under his bed. Matt slips under the covers to make sure it’s as though he’s been in bed alone.

The door opens and Nick comes in. “Dude,” he says. “Have you seen y/n?”

“Why would I have seen her?” Matt scoffs.

“She’s not in mine or Chris’s rooms.”

“Why would I know where she is?”

“I just can’t find her, do you think she went home?” Nick asks.

“I’d be glad if she did.” Matt says.

“Yeah, whatever. I’m gonna call her.” Nick says which causes my breath to hitch. I cover my mouth with my hand. My phone is in my pants pocket, which are on the side of the bed Nick can’t see.

I stealthily grab my pants and set my phone to silent, knowing if I shut it off Mock would be suspicious. Nick calls me and I see it flash on my screen. I let it stay there, not answering.

“She’s not answering me.” Nick says to Matt.

“Why can’t you just be glad she’s gone?” Matt asks.

“I’m getting real sick of you treating her like shit and arguing with her all the time.” Nick spits at Matt. Nick slams Matt’s door shut and I let out a breath.

I roll out from under Matt’s bed and laugh. “That was close.” I say to him.

Matt laughs with me and helps me up onto the bed. “Yeah it was.”

Matt leans in for a kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my fingers in his hair. His hands grip my waist and lay me down on the bed. His hands trail under my shirt and cup my boobs.

We didn’t even hear it but Chris opens Matt’s door and walks in to see us. Chris gasps and Matt and I scramble away from each other.

“What. The. Fuck.” Chris says.

“I can explain-“ Matt starts.

“For three years you’ve bickered and fought and bitched at each other!” Chris yells. It gets Nicks attention and he walks in to see what’s going on.

“Holy shit.” He says.

“It’s not what it looks like!” Matt says.

“It looks like you’ve got your hands up my best friends shirt!” Nick says.

“I- oh- I-“ Matt stammers.

“For three years we’ve had to listen to bitch at each other, and all this time you’ve been fucking?!” Chris asks.

“Uh, yes?” I say while laughing softly.

“Unbelievable.” Chris scoffs. “I’ve had to listen to you guys argue for three years for nothing!” He almost yells.

“Calm down,” Matt says, getting up off the bed.

“Calm down, calm down?” Chris repeats. “I’ve had countless headaches from the constant yelling between you two, and you want me to calm down?”

“How often do you two do this, when did it start?” Nicks asks.

Matt cringes and says “Almost every time she’s over, and it started about two years ago.” He scratches the back of his neck.

Chris looks as though he’s about to faint and Nick says “So whenever you tell me your sleeping in Chris’s room-“

“I’m with Matt…” I finish for him.

Nick nods and presses his lips together tightly. “Why didn’t you guys say anything?”

“Because you’re my best friend!” I tell him. “And he’s your brother.” I point at Matt.

“I would’ve been okay with it!” Nick says.

“Can we just all go to bed now…” Matt says.

“What?” Nick asks.

“Well, we were kinda in the middle of something.” Matt motions at me.

“Wait, when I went to check in here for you earlier-“ Nick says, ignoring Matt.

“I was under the bed.” I look down.

Nick stares at us with his mouth open.

“Guys, it’s 3 am, can we please just all go to bed?” Matt asks.

“Is y/n staying in here tonight?” Nick asks.

I nod.

“Okay. Goodnight guys. And just because we know now doesn’t mean we want to hear you guys fuck.” Nick says before closing the door.

I stare at Matt, my face covered in blush. Matt laughs and kisses my forehead. “I hated pretending to hate you anyways.”

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[dumbseee]

you’re losing me. pt.2.

part 1.

daniel ricciardo x singer!reader.

fc: bibi (korean singer)

note: this won’t have a part 3.

y/n just posted a story!

caption: red bull for the win :)

you finally had a day off after months of being at the studio, working your ass off for your upcoming album. you also needed that day to finally relax and focus on yourself after how horrible these past few days have been. you thought that you and daniel were meant to be, but apparently he couldn’t picture a future with you in it. when max called you late that night when you were still crying over the break up, and told you that daniel actually broke up with you because he cheated, you thought you’d die of heartbreak. the very next day, max came to your house and stayed with you to cheer you up. but of course, max was just a friend to you, and most importantly he was daniel’s best friend. as much as you hated him at the moment, you couldn’t do that to him.

you were watching your comfort show when the bell rang, you frowned since you didn’t expect anyone today but still got up to open the door. what surprise it was to find daniel, on your door step, completely wet because of the pouring rain. your eyes widened at the sight. "d-daniel? what the-…" he cut you off immediately. "max lied to you, he lied, i never cheated on you i swear on my fucking like y/n, you have to trust me please. i never loved anyone more than you, i would never do-…" he said quickly, you didn’t understood everything. "woah, woah, woah, get in first you’re going to catch a cold!" you shoved him inside your house and closed the door behind you. you grabbed a dry towel and threw it at him. "thanks." he simply said, you crossed your arms and looked at the ground. "can you repeat what you said? we’re not in a rap show so slow down." he nodded before taking a breath. "max lied to you, i never cheated." you frowned and looked at him completely confused, why would max lie to you?

"daniel, why would max do that to you? he’s your best friend for god’s sake." you said, throwing your arms in the hair, you were completely lost and frustrated. daniel took out his phone and showed you his last messages with max. your heart slowly dropped to your stomach as you finally discover the truth. daniel wasn’t lying and max betrayed the both of you. you didn’t know what to say, so you simply let yourself fall on your couch. daniel followed you and sat next to you. the driver didn’t know what to do, he saw how miserable you were right now and tried to think of something to cheer you up. "i believed him instead of you." was the only thing you said, you were so disappointed in yourself. daniel looked at you and took your hand. "i don’t blame you for that, i would’ve reacted the same way to be honest. and maybe max is right." you looked up at him, trying your best not to cry. "i was just a stupid coward, i never loved anyone or anything more than i love you y/n, no one ever made me feel like you make me feel. i guess that scared me." he looked at the ground while you gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "you were scared of falling in love?" you asked, softly. he nodded and intertwined his fingers with yours. "but i’m done being a coward, i know that i hurt you y/n, and i know it will take time but do you think that you’ll be able to forgive me?" you smiled before jumping in his arms.

he did hurt your feelings, but you missed your danny.

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danielricciardo: love always triumphs :)

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y/n: ♥️

landonorris: i missed you guys

danielricciardo: awwww

landonorris: i actually missed y/n more but had to include you too

fan1: i’m so glad they sorted it out, it would’ve been a shame if they stayed on bad terms

fan2: i feel so bad for daniel tho, he lost his best friend he always referred to max as the person he trusted the most

fan3: max needs to be held accountable tho, how could he do this??

fan4: y/n in her reputation era was a slay but y/n back in her lover era is better because she’s happier

fan5: these two are made for each other, i hope they finally understood it

fan6: the caption omg

fan7: her smile always shines the brightest when she’s with daniel

fan8: we got y/niel back but lost maxiel forever :(

fan9: max literally LIED to y/n so she would hate daniel, my guy is better off without him tbh

fan10: right?? i don’t understand people saying they’ll miss maxiel when max has been a terrible friend to daniel, he literally tried to ruin his relationship with y/n

fan11: now get married

fan12: please be good to her :(((

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[coryosmin]

academy!coryo fingering the innocent nerdy girl at a party after a game of truth or dare!!

nsfw | mdni | fingering (f), semi-public, etc.

if the you from yesterday knew you were going to be pressed up against the wall in an alleyway late one night with coriolanus snow’s fingers inside your pussy, the you from yesterday would’ve laughed in disbelief. but now, here you are, press up against the wall in an alleyway with coriolanus snow’s fingers buried inside of you.

it all began with a game of truth or dare. clemensia, your absolute best of friend, had dragged you to a party for once and entangled you into a group of truth or dare. and coriolanus had been dared by festus to make out with you. well, one thing led to another and quickly got much more heated than it was supposed to. and so, you both left the party early so that coriolanus and you could be alone. and now, here you were.

you moaned as coryo’s digits moved in and out of your cunt at a quick pace as you gripped his shoulder for support. his other arm was wrapped around your waist, holding you up as his forehead was pressed against yours. “god, you’re so fucking hot,” he exclaimed breathlessly. “i’ve been wanting to do this for ages. you with those glasses and messy hair as you move around in that uniform at school,” he whispered, pressing his cock against your thigh.

“fuck,” you moaned, closing your eyes in pleasure. the alleyway was echoing the sounds of your wet cunt as coriolanus fingered you. it felt heavenly as he hit that sweet spot inside of you with each thrust of his fingers.

you never knew that coriolanus had felt some sort of way about you. nor did you ever think about him really. he was nothing more than your classmate until tonight. but boy were you glad that tonight that changed. because you had never experienced someone else’s fingers inside of you except your own. and coriolanus’s fingers felt oh-so-good.

“feels so good,” you moaned, opening your eyes to look directly into coriolanus’s blue orbs.

“i know,” he exclaimed, giving you a particularly harsh thrust of his fingers, causing you to yelp in pleasure. “i can’t wait to bury my cock inside your cunt, oh my good,” he exclaimed as your cunt squelched against your fingers.

the both of you were lucky that you were in a part of the capitol where no one would ever catch the two of you. it was quiet, rarely any foot traffic. so the noises didn’t matter too much.

you felt that familiar burn as your orgasm approached. “oh fuck,” you moaned. “i’m so close.”

coriolanus took that as a sign to go harder and faster, causing your toes to curl and thighs to shake as you began cumming around his fingers. “good girl,” he exclaimed, watching you as you came. “fuck, you’re so hot,” he practically moaned as he fingered you through your orgasm.

and when you were done, coriolanus pulled his fingers out of your cunt, immediately reaching for the belt of his pants as he pulled out his cock. “i want to fuck you so badly,” he said, gripping himself and pumping his cock fast. “but tonight is not the night,” he said as he threw his head back, finally giving himself the relief as the juices from your cunt coated his cock.

and you watched, breathing heavily as coryo jerked himself off in front of you. his cock was huge and though you were too sensitive for anything else, your hole couldn’t help but clench as you thought about being filled by coryo’s large cock.

it didn’t take long for coryo to cum. his cum landing on your stomach. let’s just say that most definitely began a fuck buddies situationship with coriolanus snow.

[literaryavenger]

Until My Last Breath

Summary: Bucky has always told you he'll love you until his last breath and, through it all, you loved him just as much.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Angst. So much angst. Language probably. No use of Y/N. Mentions of death. Mentions of violence.

Word Count: 1.8K

A/N: I've been so busy working all summer, then my computer broke and I had to replace it and then when I finally did I had major writer's block. Then, out of nowhere, I got this idea and wrote it in like two hours... Thank you fanfic Gods, and also I'm so sorry for maybe the saddest fic I've ever written.

Masterlist

1941

“Please don’t go…” You whispered, holding onto his army uniform like a lifeline. Bucky sighed. He didn’t want to go. But he had to, he was about to ship off to London with no idea as to when he’d be coming back. Coming back to his mother, to his sister… Back to you. 

“You know I have to, doll…” He whispered back, his face buried in her hair while he inhaled her scent, trying to commit it to memory as if he hadn’t done the exact same thing thousands of times now throughout his life. “But I’ll come back to you… I promise.” You both knew that was something he couldn’t promise, but it didn’t stop either of you from clinging to that promise. He’d find a way back to you, even if he had to walk backwards through hell to do it.

“I’ll wait for you…” You promised him in return, and you both knew you meant it. He was it for you, it was him or nobody and if he was to never come back, you’d die alone before marrying someone else.

“I love you, doll… And I’ll love you until my last breath.” With one last kiss to your forehead, he’s gone and all you can feel is the coldness from the absence of his body against yours. 

1943

“Hey!” Bucky called the attention of all the soldiers around Steve, Peggy and himself. “Let’s hear it for Captain America!” 

Amongst all the clapping and cheering, a sharp voice could be heard. A call of his name that made Bucky’s heart beat faster. Before he could even turn around properly towards the sound of your voice, you were throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. 

He almost thought he was dreaming, holding onto you like you could disappear at any second while glancing at Steve, who had the goofiest smile because he knew what was coming next.

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again!” You smacked his chest after pulling away, but Bucky could barely feel it or even hear the words coming out of your mouth. 

All he could see was you, your beautiful face, your eyes full of tears, your lips moving but the sound not reaching his ears. 

He stopped your scolding by gently holding your face, a soft smile on his face. 

“I did promise I’d come back for you, didn’t I?” He said quietly and you couldn’t help but soften and lean into his touch.

“I’m so glad you’re okay…” You whispered back and hugged him again. “I love you, you dumbass.” He chuckled at your playful insult. “And I’ll love you until my last breath.” You added and he melted against you, holding you like he had no intention of ever letting go.

1944

You couldn’t believe it when Steve gave you the news. You didn’t want to believe it, tears in his eyes before he could even get the words out and promptly caught you when your legs gave out, not a coherent word coming out of your mouth, only desperate sobs. 

He waited until you calmed down enough to breathe normally again before he told you Bucky’s last words before he fell, wanting you to know his very last thought was of you.

“He said to tell you he’ll love you even after his last breath.”

1954

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Peggy asked quietly for what felt like the hundredth time.

It had been 10 years. 10 years since you’ve lost Bucky, 10 years since you lost Steve and 10 years since you joined Peggy, Howard and Colonel Phillips to help them found SHIELD.

And you couldn’t spend one more day like this.

“I told you, Peggy, I… I know he’s alive.” You said stubbornly while resting your hand on the glass of the cryochamber you were about to enter. “He’s out there somewhere and, when he comes back, I’ll be right there with him.” 

Peggy sighed. She knew by this point it was useless to argue, having tried countless times ever since Howard revealed his cryofreezing invention to you both and you volunteered to be the first one to reside in one.

You had fought more times than you cared to remember because Peggy insisted that your inability to accept Bucky and Steve are gone and move on was just not healthy. 

Deep down a part of you knew she was right, but you didn’t care. You could just feel it deep inside of you, that they weren’t gone, not for good. And you intended to be there when they came back, no matter how long that took, because you certainly couldn’t live a life without them.

Howard helped you carefully lay down on the chamber and gave you one last smile, Peggy squeezed your hand and, almost as fast as falling asleep, you were unconscious, your last thought of Bucky’s face and his voice saying those seven words as you mutter them to yourself,

“I’ll love you until my last breath.”

2016

After the fall of SHIELD and Natasha released all their and Hydra’s files on the internet, she found an old file about a secret project that only had Peggy Carter and Howard Stark’s name on it... And, weirdly, Steve’s.

It took a couple of years of digging to find it, and to find him, but finally the team managed to find Bucky’s apartment in Bucharest and this time Steve had a very convincing argument to make Bucky go with him. 

He ran behind Steve, both of them sprinting through the hallways of the Avengers Compound to get to Bruce’s lab.

They arrived just as Tony and Bruce managed to get the chamber open safely while Dr. Cho stood by just in case anything went wrong.

Your eyes fluttered open like you were merely waking up after a restful night of sleep and you looked around at all the strange faces, until your eyes settled on a pair of blue eyes and blonde hair. 

Steve’s eyes were full of tears like you remember them when he told you Bucky died, but his expression was anything but painful.

But before you can even start processing that, Bucky came into view. His face was shocked, his legs almost working on their own as he walked closer to you like his body’s being pulled towards you by some magnetic pull.

As soon as he was close enough, he cupped your face gently like he was trying to make sure you were real and he wasn’t imagining you, he wasn’t dreaming this.

You leaned into his touch on instinct alone and you reached out to wipe the tears streaming down his face. In that exact moment, with the feeling of your skin against his, he knew it was real. He had you back.

He pulled you into a tight hug that you returned, the both of you staying there like that for what felt like hours before Steve had to pry Bucky away so Dr. Cho could check you over, Bucky never leaving your side or even letting go of your hand.

It was a very emotional day for all three of you which ended with Steve retiring to his bedroom with a kiss on your forehead before you and Bucky went to one of the guest rooms to sleep.

Neither of you could, or wanted, to keep your hands off each other as you cuddled close in bed between soft touches and sweet words.

“I knew you’d come back to me…” You whispered while nuzzling your face in his chest. 

“I’ll always come back to you…” He whispered back. “I love you… And I’ll love you until my last breath.” He added just as he felt you starting to fall asleep.

2018

Even as the both of you tried to get accustomed to the 21st Century, Bucky didn’t see any reason to wait any longer since he’d been eager to ask you this question for the last 80 years, and it didn’t even came as a surprise to you when he got down on one knee on the roof of the Compound after possibly the most romantic date you’ve ever had. 

“I’ve loved you since the moment I met you… You got me through war, you got me through Hydra, you get me through every day of my life… And I know now, more than ever, that I’ll love you until my last breath. Will you marry me?”

Needless to say, you jumped on him while squealing out a yes and peppered kisses all over his face before he kissed you senseless.

You got married less than a month later right in the yard of the Compound, surrounded by the entire team that quickly became like your family, Steve obviously was both the best man and also gave you away.

It was the happiest day of both your and Bucky’s, both of you promising to love each other until your last breaths.

2024

Those are all the moments that flash in front of your eyes. It was supposed to be a simple mission, in and out. Nothing you haven’t done hundreds of times in the last eight years. 

But an unexpected enemy came at Bucky and, without even thinking about it, you jumped in front of him. He didn’t even notice until he heard the sound that came out of your mouth as you fell to your knees.

Everything became blurry after that and, by the time Steve arrives at the location you and Bucky are in, every enemy is dead and Bucky is drenched in blood, none of it his own.

He’s holding you close to his chest, chanting ”Please don’t go, please don’t go” like a prayer as tears stream down his face.

You can’t see anything other than him, your eyes locked on him as he desperately tries to keep pressure on the bullet wounds but blood is pouring out of you faster than can register. 

You stop his frantic movements by cupping his cheek weakly, a single tear falling down the side of your face as you struggle to get words out.

There’s so much you want to say to him, how you wish you’d have more time, how he shouldn’t blame himself, how you want him to move on and try to be happy, how scared you are right now to leave him but you can feel there’s nothing more you can do. This is it. But you only manage to say three word,

“I love you.”

His blue eyes are the last thing you see before you sleep into nothingness and you feel a peacefulness you didn’t think was possible this close to the end. But you can’t help it because you know, despite it all, you did love him until your last breath.

[freakywrites]

Play dress up

Kanato Sakamaki x you

Summary- ….kanato dresses you up? (DUH)

Can be read as fem reader, but anyone can wear a dress, so idk go crazy (*´-`)

Warning: UNEDITED - This isn’t really meant to be a romance, but like killing stalking romanticize it as you wish (jk!… it’s…it’s a joke) abuse!! he probably has u held captive - I think that's it?? One curse word???

Art made by me *im proud of it so praise me* (jk bit I did draw it like 5 in the morning so leave it be)

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Your stomach churns as you try to still your already fast beating heart and suppress the shaking fear you felt.

Sitting on a purple velvet chair you watched nervously as the violet haired creep delicately painted your nails, a sapphire blue. His big and dull eyes fixated on your hand that rested in his deadly pale ones, God forbid you even whimper when he makes a mistake and scratches rather harshly at your fingers.

“Doesn’t this color look good on them, Teddy?” Kanato spoke to the bear on your lap. “ I think so...” He mumbles to himself before blowing on the wet polish. “there you go! my doll looks too pretty~” he praised, and you could shiver at his nickname for you a reminder that you are nothing more than a toy to him. You're a living breathing doll he can treat however he likes with no pity or remorse.

The slim man grabbed your beaten up calf. You nearly yelped as he pressed gently at the fresh blue bruise and cuts, maybe testing for a reaction just so he has an excuse to get violent, but it's not like he needed one. Putting your foot so gently on his knee, he finally looked up at you, his eyes sending a cold wave over your body, his smile exposing those white fangs of his that hurt just by looking at them. “See? You look lovely in blue.” He spoke with such glee, almost taunting and playing with you, for he knows if you try to even push him away, he can force you back into submission.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Do you hate it?” His mood shifted and his smile dropped to a snarl nails digging at your skin. Opening your dry mouth, you spoke. “I like it.” A simple sentence sending him back to his toothy grin. “I’m glad because I like it too!” He gleefully spoke, loosening his grip on you.

He painted your toe nails next, and you hear the alarms in your head ring. A few days ago he was shaving your legs pressing a little to tightly he sliced your skin and as a reaction to the pain you yelped and kicked away only for him to grab you in anger yelling insults and cut at your skin till you where covered in red dripping beads of blood that he will lick at. But today, he had no weapons with him other than his teeth and hands

Before you knew it, he was done with his little forced manicure and pulled out a dress that was on the side of a table. He turned to you and spoke, "Come here." You reluctantly got up off your seat shifting a bit as you felt your sore muscles and skin ache like your whole body was one big bruise and with every step was a throbbing pain sent from your feet to your head.

"Do you know what kind of dress this is?" He spoke as be pressed it to your body. You would roll your eyes and sigh if that action wouldn't lead him to poke your eyes out with a needle or something. You spoke "u-um blue?" What an idiotic answer for an idiotic question. "Wrong! It's a dress modeled after the ones of the 1870s." He said, leaning into your face his tired eyes looking to your nervous ones. "I got it costumly made for you, so it'll fit you perfectly." You stare back at him and gulp down any of your insults.

You were finally dressed corset on not so tightly and flat velvet shoes on because he knows your feet hurt? For a guy that beats the shit out of you often, he has a weird way to care for you. While you stare in the full body mirror, you were surprised the dress was very beautiful and detailed black lace on the edges of the short sleeve and a v-neck that exposes your neck and colorbones probably for easy access but to top it of Kanato places a tear drop amethyst necklace with a chain of your preferred type of metal. How did he know that was your favorite?You hold the jewel in your hand, running your finger on the chain.

"Do you like it?" He said as he hugged at his teddy. And you nodded, tilting your head as you admire yourself before you spoke.

"...yes its...beautiful."

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A/N: ah yess diabolik lovers one of my first animas next to black butler.... yeah now I know why I had fucked up morales at the age of like 12.

Also got into it again cuz I reacently started watching itMustBeK8 and they watched like diabolik like a 2 years ago- BUT IM NOT OVER MY FUCKED UP VAMP DUDES IDC. AND go watch them they are one of the reasons im going through the week 🙄

Anyways love yall XOXO 💋

[pearlzier]

js read niecesitting and it was the cutest thing ever omfg but like i was thinking maybe u could write something similar but vice versa ? like when r introduces matt to her niece and matt sees how reader is js so protective and motherly over her, he’s like oh my god i’m in love

a/n ┆.ᐟ ᰍ ︵ got a lil carried away perhaps + daily sturniolo triplets taglist plug as per usual ۫ .

you really fucking wanted to go to the party, but here you were, with your niece. it's not like you didn't want to take care of her, no, but you did want to have a social life. it was one night but.. you and matt were gonna go out and have fun. pushing these thoughts away, you watched as the little girl sat beside you at the kitchen island mixed up her little concoction of makeup from her baby makeup set.

“wait, come closer,” rue taps your hand with her chubby fingers, trying to drag you closer. you shuffle your body near her, having put down your phone before letting out a soft laugh of your own.

“okay, we have a makeup guru here,” she pats your cheek for you to shut your eyes so she can apply the eyeshadow. her big, cute eyes light up when she sees her masterpiece come to formation. a flurry of giggles slip past her lips and she claps her hands excitedly. there's a childlike, mysterious wonder filling her brown eyes, which soon turns to curiosity when she hears the sound of the door bell.

“i'll get it, auntie!” rue practically runs to the door, despite the fact that maybe the adult should go get it. you're typing on your phone, snorting out a laugh at something stupid you'd read when you hear rue make a little scared sound, and you quickly rise from where you are to check out what's happening at the door.

“rue rue, hey, who's—” your hands slide over to hold onto rue's shoulders as your brow furrows, but your expression softens almost instantly when you realise it's matt. rue clings to your leg as you hold her, and you watch as matt eyes the two of you with total confusion. you can almost laugh at his expression.

“am—am i interrupting?” his blue eyes flicker down to rue's, watching the confused expression on her face.

“auntie? who's that?” she asks, tugging on your oversized shirt. matt tilts his head, probably thinking the exact same thing as the child.

“hi, matt,” you say gently, smiling softly. guiding the child to the side gently, you tilt your head for him to come in, which confuses the little girl. “rue, meet matt, matt, meet rue,” they just stare at each other, kind of like two animals trying to defend their territory. in which their territory is you. rue notices how nice you are to matt, and matt notices how protective you are of her.

“hey, kid,” matt runs a hand through his hair, shutting the door behind him and locking it with the key on the door before he follows beside you a little tentatively.

“uhm..” she seems nervous to say high, to which you gently nudge her to do so, but not forcing her to. “hi, matt,” she says finally, clinging to your side quite a bit. “are you my auntie's friend?”

oh, so you're her aunt, matt thinks to himself. so she's your niece. that makes a lot more sense to him, and he relaxes a bit. he didn't know what he was thinking, but he's glad to know who she is to you. and why you're so protective of the little girl. it makes a little warmth grow in his stomach, which he can't quite put his finger on.

“uh, yeah, yeah,” he nods, arms crossed across his chest as you guys made it to the kitchen where you'd been sat up prior. your eyes flicker to his and an apologetic glint shimmers in them as you gesture for him to sit with you guys. “yeah, your auntie’s friend.”

“mhm,” you glance at him as he sits beside you and rue seems to be deciding something, her little fingers drumming against the table before she spoke up, tone gentle. she looks to you, and attempts to whisper, but it comes out as a quiet shout more than anything.

“do you think he wants his makeup done too, auntie?” she tries to cover her mouth with her hand, and this makes matt smile. matt smiles even more at the way you indulge rue, by doing the same in covering your mouth and whispering just as loud—

“i think so. should we ask?” the way you play with her makes his heart ache. he doesn't know what the feeling is, doesn't know whether he wants to know. but he doesn't hate it. doesn't mind it. might even like it.

“you ask, he's your friend, auntie,” rue decides, glancing at matt in a way she thinks is sneaky, but she just full on stares at him, before looking back at you.

“matt?” he pretends he was checking his phone, just to indulge the two of you in the same way you'd done for rue.

“hm? yeah?” matt leans against the counter, his expression a feigned innocence and obliviousness.

“you think, the lovely rue here, could do your makeup?” you bite back a soft smile as your gaze meets his and especially as matt pretends to not really know whether she could. he leans back, stretching, with a shrug.

“hmmmm, i dunno..”

“please! you'll look so fab,” rue promises, holding up her little pinky to which matt finds himself interlocking his with hers in a pinky promise as he sighs dramatically. a laugh slips past your lips, and soon, you find yourself watching your boyfriend get his makeup done by your niece.

matt is the perfect client, staying perfectly still for rue as she does his blush, his eyeshadow, etectera. you watch in amusement, but also fondness. “are we all done?” he asks after a moment, his eyes still shut. he probably looks ridiculous, he knows that, but he wants to see the happiness on both of your faces.

“mmmh, auntie, what d'you think?” matt opens his eyes and allows both you and rue to see the new look. you hum, letting the little girl lean against your shoulder are the two of you inspect him. the way you treat rue makes him want to cry, tears of literal joy. he bites his bottom lip, but releases it as soon as he senses rue about to protest so he doesn't mess up his beautiful red lipstick.

“he looks perfect, honey,” you smile softly, and rue claps her hands excitedly. you too have your makeup done, and rue had somehow managed to grasp a basic form of colour theory and made your makeup match. as your niece bounds off to grab a mirror so you two can see your makeup, both you and matt make eye contact and burst out laughing instantly. “you do look perfect!”

“y’look even better, sweetheart,” he crosses his arms once more and leans against the table. he admires you silently, for a moment, before he speaks up, “you're good with her.”

“huh?” your brow furrows, and matt notices, so he continues, having now reached out to hold your hand gently.

“with rue. you treat her like your own kid, y'know?” his thumb traces a heart on your palm before he lets go, feeling a little too sappy for a simple moment like this. however, you nod, leaning against the table too as your head tilts to the side a little.

“that kid's my life,” you admit as you look up at him, squeezing his hand for a moment after you'd taken it back into yours. a soft smile plays on your lips, and you continue, “i adore her.”

“yeah?” it's like matt's taking a mental note of this. as he watches you, he nods. he leans over and presses a quick kiss to your cheek, leaving a red lipstick mark on your skin. god, he loves you. you are quite literally, unequivocally, perfect. and that realisation slowly dawns upon him as he searches your gaze for a second before he glances back over at rue's bounding footsteps with a little mirror in her hands.

“okay, line up!” she gestures the two of you over, and you both shuffle over with your fingers intertwined. rue has clearly very much noticed something as she flickers her eyes over the two of you. first of all, the interlaced fingers make her brows raise. then the red kiss mark on your cheek which is suspiciously similar to the tone of red on matt's lips.

you and matt glance at eachother for a moment, stifiling your laughter before you pose with eachother in the mirror, which then gives rue an idea. “auntie, can i use your phone?”

“go ahead, babe,” you smile, pressed against matt's side. rue hops up onto the chair to grab your phone, fiddling with it before she hands you it so you can turn it on. unlocking it, you hand it back to the girl so she can take the photos she wants to of you two.

“say… cheese!” she beams, smiling happily as she snaps a few photos of the two of you. she quickly turns and shows them to you, his eyes searching yours for a moment as you're looking at the photos. a glimmer of pure adoration gleams in his eyes and he glances at rue for a moment, who's looking back at him with a look that's way too knowing for a little girl her age.

“thank you for the makeup, kid,” matt gives her a smile, to which rue beams and nods, giggling.

“anytime!” she shrugs, as if it's nothing, glancing back at you. you look back up at her and you let out a little hum under your breath when you see the time.

“i think it's someone's bed time,” rue whines, and she looks at matt as if he's gonna agree, but he shrugs his shoulders with a little laugh.

“your aunt's right, kid, c'mon,” she pouts, but she hands the phone back over as she glances dramatically at the stairs. her eyes roll and she glances back at you once more.

“can you get my bedtime story ready?”

“you got it, missy, stay right here you two,” you agree to do your niece's bidding, and you head on upstairs to sort out her pajamas and stuff, which leaves matt and rue together. a comfortable silence settles over the two of them.

“so when are you getting married?”

“i don't.. we aren't—what? who.. hey, woah, no—what colour ring would she like?”

tags ┆.ᐟ ᰍ ︵ @junnniiieee07 , @st7rnioioss , @mimi-luvzyu , @freshloveee , @onlynextdoor ۫ .

[justmeinadaze]

We're A Family Part 24 (Steddie X You)

A/N: So I am calling this the final part just because it IS the final part of the main story but I'm not done with this little family. I still have a few ideas for them so it won't be the last we see.

Warnings: Dads SteddieX Mom Fem Y/N, SMUT of the passionate tender variety that comes with these three, No real ANGST, Dylan going off to college and the three parents here dealing with that. Some flashbacks of Dylan and the reader struggling with Charlie.

The biggest feels here will come along with anyone who has experienced empty nest syndrome so be aware of that.

FLUFF, The guys talk a lot about how much they love their son and vice versa <3.

Word Count: 4965

Good Neighbors/ We're a Family

Your eyes run along newborn Dylan’s little sleeping face as his tiny hand holds your finger. Charlie had passed out long ago, curled up on the makeshift bed as he softly snored. They could be twins. 

“I’m glad you’re finally here. Your daddy and I have been so excited to meet you.”, you coo in a gentle tone. “I promise, baby, you are going to have the best life. I’ll do anything I can to protect you and make you happy just like my dad did. I wish you could have met him. He would have adored having a grandson.”

Your voice cracks as tears sting your eyes at the thought. Dylan wiggles a bit in your hold as if he was getting more comfortable as his head turned towards your chest. 

Tilting down, you tenderly kiss his forehead and inhale his baby smell. 

“I love you so much.”

***

“Hey, sit your little butt down.”, Eddie teases as he lightly tugs on Aurora’s skirt, ushering her to sit beside him.

“But then I can’t see Dylan!”

“Thankfully the ceremony hasn’t started yet so there’s nothing for you to see.”

Vivian chuckles above him as Ro sticks out her tongue and the metalhead does the same.

“She’s definitely got some personality.”

“Yeah, she gets that from her mother.”, Steve jokes as he shifts James in his lap while the little boy continues to play with the man’s tie. 

You smile his way but quickly focus back on the students in their seats on the lawn a feet away from the bleachers your family was sitting on. Dylan was laughing with his friends around him and occasionally winking at Daisy from her seat down the way. God, he had picked up way too much from Eddie. 

This was a lot harder than you thought it would be. It felt like you were just holding him in arms feeding him a bottle and now suddenly he’s graduating high school. In a week he would be in a completely new state and living his own adult life. 

Why did he have to grow up so fast?

The feeling of fingers brushing your hair behind your ear brought you back to realty before you were being pulled to Steve’s side.

“I know, baby. I know.”

A ringed hand encapsulated your own as Eddie kissed the back of it and didn’t let go till the end of the ceremony. Feeling little hands play with your hair, you tilt your head back to see Brody beaming wide before giggling and kissing your forehead. 

“Yeah, he’s been doing that lately and we can’t figure out why.”, Vivian’s new boyfriend explained as he lifted him onto his lap. 

An accountant, this man was definitely different from Charlie which having been a partner to him as well you understood why she would go down that route. Eddie and Steve liked him even though the metalhead would tease him from time to time when he got a bit too excited when talking about numbers. You and Dylan made sure to remind him that he was the exact same when it came to D&D and he immediately shut up. 

“Ed here used to hug people when he was a toddler. Pure strangers, he would just run to them and give ‘em a hug.”, Wayne chimed in making Steve chuckle at the thought. 

Your mom and Mrs. Harrington weren’t able to make it to the ceremony due to previous commitments they were unable to squeeze out of but Kierra promised to record everything which she did with her phone held high in the air. Wayne and Mrs. Harrington were honestly surprised Dylan wanted them there. 

“They’re my grandparents to. Why wouldn’t I want them there?”

Steve’s mom cried when he told her and Eddie’s uncle turned into the equivalent of goo as he blushed. 

Even after the months that had passed, your son followed through with not having Charlie there, the three of you sitting with him in his room as he made the call. He texted you after asking if it would be ok to swing by at least before he left for college and you told him you were ok with that. 

Everyone quieted down as the principal walked across the stage and began the graduation ceremony.

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Your eyes shift between your husband and your four-year-old son as they pick at the food on their plates. Charlie’s fingers moved quickly along his phone and it killed you. You hated that thing and how much time he spent on it. 

“Baby?”

“Hm.”

“Charles.”

“What, Y/N?”, he snaps. 

“Why don’t you put your phone down, huh?”

“I’m talking to my boss.”

“Ok. Can he not wait until after dinner?” When he ignores you, your worried eyes glance towards Dylan whose wide observant ones immediately focused back down on his plate. “Charlie, come on. I’m asking for one hour.”

“Jesus.”, he whines as he slams down his device making you and your son jump. “I’m dealing with a big important thing for work…to make us money…for you and Dylan but sure! Let me put everything on the back burner! How was your day, honey?”

Throwing a scowl his way, you try to ignore his sarcasm but he persists. 

“No, hey. My phones away, let’s talk! No? Ok, hey, Dil. How was your day?!” Without saying a word, your son gets up and runs to his bedroom. “Well that’s great.”

“What do you expect when you talk to him like that? Why is it so hard for you to be here and present with your family?”, you hiss. 

“What the fuck do you want from me, Y/N?! Do you want this fucking roof over your goddamn heads?! That cost money, baby! Whatever. I’m fucking done with this conversation.”

Your jaw tightens as you listen to him get up, grab his jacket, and slam the front door as he leaves. 

***

“Dylan? Weirdo, are you ok?” Your heart breaks when he doesn’t answer, pressing his little face further into his pillow. Sighing, you climb in beside him and run your fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry, baby. Daddy didn’t mean to snap at you like that.”

Rolling over, he wraps his arms around you and you rest your head on his as you hold him tightly. 

“Daddy’s always angry.”

“But never at you, Dylan. He loves you so much.”

“And you?”

“Does daddy love me? Yeah, honey, of course.”

“Den why he so mad all da time?”

You genuinely had no idea how to answer that question as you kissed his forehead. Your brain began to wonder as you thought about what would be best. Divorce popped in occasionally but you immediately shook away the notion. You and Charlie both lost your dads. You didn’t want that for him. 

You can make this work. Maybe there’s something you could do to get the man you fell in love with back so the three of you could be happy. 

***

Dylan excitedly runs in your direction but Aurora and James cut his parents off as they get to him first. The boy effortlessly picks them up with each arm and Steve grins as he takes a picture. 

“I’m free!”

“We’re so proud of you, babe.”, Vivian praises as she kisses his cheek before Brody does the same making your son laugh. 

“Very proud.”, Wayne smiles, thrown off when Dylan places his siblings down and gives the man a hug. Eddie chuckles through his teeth as his uncle lightly smacks his chest before wrapping his arms around the boy. 

“How dare you make me feel old.”, Kierra playfully scolds as she kisses his face. 

“A high school graduate and on your first go around!”, the metalhead jokes as he leans in for a hug. “You’re amazing, kid.”

“I guess I can’t call you ‘little man’ anymore.”, Steve says as he takes the boy in his arms. 

“You still can and you can never stop calling me ‘weirdo’.”, Dylan replies gesturing towards you. 

“You’re always going to be my little weirdo.”

He softly smiles as he bends to embrace you allowing you to circle your arms around his neck as he lifts you off your feet. 

“I love you, mom. Thank you for everything.”

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A seven-year-old Dylan clings to your neck as you hold him to you against the wall of the pool at the apartment complex. Eddie insisted he could beat Steve in a race and the former swimmer promptly took the challenge. 

“1! 2! 3! GO!”, your son shouted, giggling as both men splashed water everywhere as they took off. 

“I told you!”, Steve gloated as he beat the metalhead effortlessly. “You went to school with me. You should have known better.”

Eddie pants as he finally reaches the wall beside you.

“Jesus, I need to stop smoking.”

You and Dylan laugh at him as the other boy pulls his body out of the pool and leans down to take the small boy from you. 

“I’m starving. Munson is buying dinner since he sucks—lost—I mean lost.”

Scowling his way, the long-haired man helps you out of the water and wraps a towel around your body. 

When you four make it back to the apartment, Steve sighs as he realizes he has a couple of missed calls. 

“It’s from the store. I just need one minute.”

Dylan’s head hangs as he wraps his towel tighter around him and heads for his bedroom to change. Grabbing his arm, you stop him and move some of the hair that had stuck to his forehead.

“Hey Keith, what’s going on?...You need me to come in…” Eddie’s chocolate eyes watch both of you intensely as you cup your son’s face in your hands. “Ok, well, I’m not free today but if you call Robin she can help today and I can come in tomorrow.”

Your son’s head shot up to look towards Steve as he gave his boss a few more uh huhs before finally turning around and throwing his phone back down on your couch. 

“What?”, he asked when he realized you three were watching him. “What’s wrong, little man? Everything ok?”

“Y-You…you don’t have to leave?”

“No? I’m spending the day with you, bud. Why would I even want to leave?”, he chuckled a bit confused. Tears leave the small boy’s eyes as he runs and practically tackles Steve’s legs. 

“Thank you.”

“Hey. Go change so you can come back and tell Eddie what you want him to buy you.”, you instructed as you tickle his neck with your finger. 

As soon as he disappears, you tackle your arms around his waist and lean your head on his chest.

“Thank you.”

“I’m not quite sure what I did but you’re both welcome.”

Tilting back, you softly press your lips to his. 

“Thank you for being you.”

***

After putting Aurora to bed, you stepped outside on to your back porch where Eddie was already into his second cigarette with a beer in his hand. As you sat beside him on the steps, you scanned him over truly taking in how much he had changed in almost 12 years. He looked incredibly handsome in his button up short sleeve shirt and tie with black slacks that Steve insisted he wear to look more formal. 

He had his hair pulled back for the ceremony but now it was down around his shoulders. As he brought the cigarette to this lips you couldn’t help but admire his wedding band that blended in perfectly with his other rings. 

Visually, he still more or less looked the same with a few new signs of aging in his face and more laugh lines around his eyes but what really shifted was his demeanor. While Eddie always had an air of confidence, he seemed to carry it differently now that he was older. Most of the burdens he held before he no longer had because he was finally genuinely happy. He had everything he could have ever asked for and more. 

Silently, he handed you his half-finished cigarette that you eagerly sucked on as he took a sip from the bottle in his hand.

“What are you thinking about?”, you ask as you lean against the rail beside you. 

“You.”, he smiles. “Steve. Dylan. Ro. James. My family.”

“Anything in particular?”

His lips pout out slightly as he shakes his head and continues looking off towards the lake. 

“When I caught Charlie and Vivian, I remember going off on him and then running out the door. I felt so lost and confused. I didn’t know where to go because I knew if I went home my mom would make me feel bad. I was too embarrassed at the time to go to Kierra’s and I didn’t have any friends I felt comfortable with. I pulled over on the side of the road and sobbed.”

Eddie’s hand reaches out to intertwine with yours making you smile as you glance in the distance was well. You both listened as shoes scooted along the wood, sliding over a chair as Steve exhaled taking a seat. The metalhead lifted his bottle in the air that the other man took and chugged back the remaining liquid. 

“If you had told me then that I would be here in this big house where my two other kids are sleeping after seeing Dylan graduate high school and with two men who are not only fabulous husbands and partners but phenomenal dads to a little boy… who just wanted to be appreciated for who he was…”

The metalhead wiped his eyes as the tears began to flow from them both. 

“I know…you said once that its easier for me to hold it all in when it comes to him but… Y/N, when his principal said ‘Dylan Munson-Harrington’… it all just hit me. All the memories and the fact that he’s leaving in a week. I mean this kid has been with us since the beginning.”

“Since day one.”, Steve added. “Shit. If you had told us the night before that tomorrow I would open the door to a little boy that would change everything… Y/N, growing up the thought of being a dad scared me but it always felt easy with him.”

“He always wanted to learn and asked me constantly to show him how to play my guitar.”, Eddie laughed. “I remember one of our first conversations was when we came over and I hooked up the video game system. I asked him what kind of games he liked and he just lit up, sweetheart. When he told me Charlie never liked the things he did or played with him he made me think of my dad. Allen was the same way and I didn’t want that for him.”

 “And that’s just the beginning. Don’t even get me started on all the other feelings about how he’ll be the first Munson to go to school and get a degree.”, Eddie laughed as he leaned back against Steve’s leg. “I’m so proud of him but I’m really going to fucking miss him.”

“Me to.”

“Me to.”, you add. “Thank you for being you.”

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“Dad? Can I ask you something?”, a twelve-year-old Dylan inquires as Eddie starts to walk past his door after putting his sister to bed. 

“Yeah, kid. What’s up?”

“How did you ask a girl out when you were my age?”

“Oof. I had all the girls lined up around the block to date me! Oh, wait, that was Steven.”, he teased making his son laugh. “When I was your age I had this huge crush on a girl in my English class. She was one of the popular kids and I was terrified to say anything. But one day we got paired up for a project and I made her laugh. Just started acting like a total dork and she loved it.”

“So…be funny?”

“I mean, there’s a bit more to it but…” Eddie pauses as he starts to panic, fearful he’s giving the boy the worst advice. “Look, Dylan, my dad wisdom to you? Just be yourself. Steve and I had an ex that was so uptight. She hated that I ‘couldn’t be serious.’ Truth was she didn’t like me for me. Your mom on the other hand loves my nerdy ass and my sense of humor.”

Dylan beams as his dad pulls him in for a hug.

“Can I find out who this girl is? I swear I won’t tell Y/N.”

 “It’s, um, I kind of…really like…Daisy.”

Eddie tries to contain his giddiness at his son’s admission. Steve had called it a long time ago and you had mentioned how cute he seemed to get every time Daisy would come over.

“Dude, come on. She definitely likes you for you. I see you make her laugh all the time and listen to her when she seems upset. You offered to help her with school. You’re a good dude.”

“But what if she only wants to be friends?”

“Then that’s ok to and you know no matter what the three of us will be here with pizza and beer to cure your heartache.”

“Mom won’t let you give me beer!”, Dylan chuckles.

“Meh, you’re right. Ok, Steve and I will sneak you into the bar then.”

***

It was so soft you barely felt it at first, both their lips kissing and sucking on either side of your neck. When your eyes fluttered open, you took in the scene before you. Eddie and Steve were pressed against your sides, their arms thrown over your body as palms rubbed along your tummy and chest. There was a neediness behind their subtle movements that had you whimpering as you arched your head back to allow them more access as their mouths opened wider to run their tongues along your skin. 

Steve was the first to move, placing his body on top of yours and pulling down his boxers enough to free his cock. As he leaned back on his heels to remove his shirt, the metalhead’s lips mingled with your own, his hand cupping your cheek to keep you facing him. After wrapping your legs around his waist, the other man guided himself into your entrance and Eddie mewled as you heavily exhaled at the feeling. 

Steve’s large, soft hand traveled to your breasts, kneading your tits as he rolled his hips at steady pace. When his palm finds your throat, his eyes meet yours and you nod earnestly granting him permission before lightly squeezing it between his fingers. 

Jumping to the side, Eddie hastily removes his clothes, stroking his cock at the sight of you both as he crawls back in beside you. Opening your mouth, now desperate to taste him, he accepts your invitation, moaning loudly as your tongue plays with his tip and your head bobs. 

Slanting his lower half till he was hovering just above you, Steve thrusts into you harder and faster as his own tongue extends out to help you lick his husband’s length. After readjusting himself, the metalhead clung to the other man’s hair as he pumped his dick down his throat causing him to slightly gag and constrict around him while you clung to Steve’s shoulders smothering your moans against his skin. 

It was almost too much as your pussy quivered around him and you came, his palm immediately coming to cover your mouth as he fucked you through your high. Eddie laid back down on his side, tilting his head to kiss the lips of the man he loved as he grunted and his warm release filled you up. 

Taking you in his arms, the long-haired boy maneuvered you around until you were on top of him with your back against his chest. You couldn’t help but shiver against his body as he ran his leaking tip through your dripping folds, grazing your clit and making you whine. 

As soon as his cock entered you, he set an animalistic pace as his dick slammed into your sensitive spot repeatedly. 

“Oh, fu--!”

Eddie’s ring covered hand cut you off, covering your mouth as you started to scream at the sudden feeling of Steve’s tongue flicking your bundle of nerves. Your own hand rested on his as your fingers intertwined with the one he had gripping your stomach. 

The way he groaned in your ear, you knew the pretty boy was altering between you and Eddie as he played with your nub and sucked on the other man’s balls. It drove him wild as he pushed against your back, forcing you to sit up as he grabbed both sides of your hips and guided your movements. 

Steve’s fingers slid into your mouth, hoping to silence you as he continued pleasuring you both. As you neared your climax, it wasn’t enough and Eddie flipped you over so you could shove your face into the pillow and shout as you fell over the ledge. Lying flat against your back, he held your hands as his forehead leaned against your shoulder warming your skin as he panted. 

 Grunts filled your ears and with a few more rough thrusts, he emptied inside of you. 

You laid there quietly until Steve motioned for you both to follow and guided you two in the shower with him. You allowed them to clean you as you watched them carefully, Eddie closing his eyes as he leaned his head back under the hot water and Steve sighing as he pressed his back against the cold tile. 

“I’m proud of you two.” Their heads lifted to look at you as you continued. “He may be the first Munson to go to college but he learned that hard work ethic for you, Eddie. You own your own store and work hard to take care of everyone not just us. Steve, you showed him he could achieve anything he wanted by following your dream and becoming a teacher.”

“My son was always a good kid but because of you two he’s happy. I’m going to miss him but I’m not worried about his future because of everything you both have done for him. I’ll never be able to thank you properly…”

As the tears start to flow arms wrap around you from behind and Steve promptly tugs you both forward as he presses your head to his chest.

“I would hold that thought…we still have two kids left to fuck up.”

You and the man in front of you giggle at Eddie’s comment as the heavy air breaks and you shake your head as you turn around to give him a big hug. 

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A six-year-old Dylan smiles up at you from his place in bed as he waits for you to tuck him in. 

A couple of nights ago, Eddie and Steve had come over to spend time with him when his father bailed and that night you three were intimate in their apartment after he had gone to bed. It had been two days since you saw them and you couldn’t stop thinking about them. 

“Mommy? When are we going to hang out wit-wit Eddie and Steve again?”

Softly grinning, you climbed in beside him and he promptly curled up at your side. 

“You liked spending time with them?”

“Yeah! Mom, Eddie is-is-is so funny and Steve said he would play basketball wit me. I love them!”

“Oh my goodness!”, you tease as you pull him close and kiss the top of his head. “Yeah, they were fun to hang out with and they told me that you’re an amazing kid.”

He blushes as you smile, turning off his little lamp as you continue to run your fingers through his hair. 

“Do you like hanging out wit dem?”

“Yeah, baby, I did.”

“Good cause…you seem…different…around dem…”

“Different how, weirdo?”

“Happy.”

***

James and Aurora clung to Dylan’s neck as their dads finished putting the last remaining boxes in the U-Haul. 

“Guys, I’m not going away forever and you know I’ll call you both every day.”

“You promise you’ll come home for Christmas and my birthday?”

“Of course, Ro. Unless you get a boyfriend you’d rather hang out with.”

“I didn’t hear that.”, Steve teases making them laugh. 

“Love you, bra-der.”

“I love you to, kid.”

“Ok, guys we have to let Dylan go.” Your voice cracked as you lightly pulled on your daughter’s curls. “Rara, why don’t you and James go watch some TV and I will make you guys lunch in a minute, ok?”

After giving them one last kiss, he drops them to their feet and both kids wave before running inside the house. He grins down at you as you wrap your arms around him and he holds you tightly. 

“I love you so much.”

“I love you to, mom.”

The sound of the truck clanging shut pulled you both apart as you kissed his cheek and he playfully whined as he lightly pushed you. Both men shuffled slowly around the corner as they waited for their turn to say goodbye. 

Smiling their way, you scooted towards the porch and sat on the steps so they could be alone.

“So, let us know when you get there and that you and Daisy are safe.”

“And if you need anything and I mean anything just give us a call and we’ll fly right over no questions asked.”, Eddie added making Dylan grin. 

“I know you would and that’s why you’re my dads.”, he replied. “I don’t remember a whole lot from their marriage but I do remember my mom was always trying to keep it together. Always carrying this burden that she thought I couldn’t see. The first time I ever saw her genuinely smile was that first time you two came over.”

“Daisy and I have been talking these past couple of weeks and she feels bad about leaving her mom here with her dad. It wasn’t until she said it that I realized, I don’t have that problem because I know she’s safe with you.”

“Jesus Christ, kid.”, Eddie chuckled as he tried to hide the tears that had fallen. “Still the fucking kid spy for the CIA or some shit.” Everyone laughed including you even though you couldn’t hear their conversation. “You’ve always been really smart and so fucking kind. I know you always used to say how much you loved that we listened to you and cared about things you were into but you have no idea how much it meant to me when you did that for me. The way you listened to me babble about D & D and guitar—”

“Hey, now, the guitar is awesome.”

“Yeah it is.”, the metalhead grins. “What I’m trying to say is I was always afraid of becoming Allen but you taught me that as a father and a man I could be like Wayne… I love you, kid, and I’m so fucking proud of you.”

He leans in to give his son a hug and you smile as you picture the small kid that played video games with him 24/7. The young boy that ran into Eddie’s arms after his talent show where he had taught him to play the guitar. The little boy who in his most terrifying moment called the metalhead first to come help him because he felt safe with him. 

“I know I can be a bit overprotective but…”, Steve laughed breathily as they beamed at him. “…Like Ed said, you were such a good kid and I hated, fucking hated, when Charlie would hurt you. No one ever stood up for me when I was growing up. I was always alone in our big house and anytime my dad was an asshole I just kind of absorbed it. I didn’t want that for you…any of you three. I knew I wanted my kids to have a happy home where they felt safe coming to me. Dylan, you were my son before you even started calling me dad. Even if you had decided to keep your last name and kept calling him dad, you would still be our son. I love you to, little man.”

As they embrace and your oldest begins to cry against his shoulder, you see the six-year-old that clung to Steve when he was in the hospital sick with a fever. The small boy who stood down an adult like Mr. Harrington and scolded him for being rude to “his daddy”. The young man who held him tightly as his own biological parent broke his heart and he listened to the man he now saw as his father defend and protect him. 

“Ok, ok. Come on. You have to go. Daisy is waiting for you.” Steve lifts the boys head and wipes his tears with his thumbs as they both grin at him comfortingly. “And you’re right by the way. She is safe with us. Nothing bad is going to happen to Y/N or your siblings, ok?”

Nodding, he gives you one final wave as he hops into the truck and slowly begins driving down the road. 

“Are you ok?”, you ask as you come up behind them. 

“Yeah, sweetheart. You?”

“I’m sure I will be.”

“Yeah…”, Eddie agrees as he pulls your back against his chest and rests his head on your shoulder. “At least I get my guitar room back.”

“Oh really?!”, Steve shouts as the metalhead takes your hand and the three of you head towards your front door. “I thought we all agree I could have an office.”

“Yes, Steven, because grading papers requires a whole room for you.”

“Eddie, stop it.”, you giggle as you push up on your toes to kiss their lips. 

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Could you write a soft book shop meet for reader x renee

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bookstore meeting

summary: you and reneé meet each other unexpectedly

warnings: nothing! not proof read, sorry if this sucks

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you felt the cold february air blow through your hair as you quickly walked down the street to one of your favorite spots, barnes & noble. you adjusted the strap on your tote bad and put your airpod in your ear, you decided to play some phoebe bridgers.

you opened the door and immediately felt at home, you felt comfortable. this was your favorite place to be on a cold winter day. you waltzed over the the romance section to find the book you were looking for: beach read by emily henry. all of the colors were merging together, it was hard to find it when every single book had a colorful spine.

when you finally found the shelf with her books you scanned over it until you found the book that you came here for. it was perfect. you searched around to find the one that was in the best condition.

“um, excuse me, sorry”, you heard a soft voice from behind you, you quickly turned around and moved out of the way while also taking out your airpod at the same time.

“oh, i’m sorry”, you replied feeling your heartbeat quicken seeing how beautiful this girl that was in front of you. something about her felt familiar but you couldn’t tell what.

“oh my god! is that beach read? i literally adore that book! it’s the cutest thing! you are going to love it!”, the blond said, catching you off guard.

“really? i’ve heard lots of good things about it!”, you replied, feeling nervous talking to a girl that could easily be a greek goddess. you noticed how she was looking for a book but couldn’t find the exact one.

“what book are you looking for?”, your mouth blurted out before your brain could comprehend what you were saying. you felt your cheeks turn red when she turned to look at you.

“it’s called the flat share, it’s by beth o’leary. i don’t know if you’ve heard of it but online it said it was right here so i’m not sure if why i can’t find it”, the ranted.

“huh”, you hummed out while scanning the shelves for her book this time. you spotted exactly what she was looking for.

“oh here! i found it”, you said to her while handing the book over to her. while you were doing that you noticed how perfectly her hands and nails looked, she had too have just gotten them done.

“thank you so much!! finally”, you could tell how excited she was.

“of course! i’m glad i could help”

“what what was your name?”, she asked you. you were not ready for this question and barely got it out of your mouth.

“Y- Y/N”, you nervously stated.

“Y/N”, she repeated to herself, “i’m reneé”

your cheeks started to heat up when she said your name. your name never sounded as beautiful as when she said it. it never sounded as important as when her lips shaped the sounds that created it.

when she said that her name was reneé you knew exactly who she was. reneé rapp. it didn’t hit you. you are standing right in front of reneé rapp.

after a few moments of awkward silence, she spoke again, “umm can i have your number?”, she hesitantly spoke, “you seem really nice and i’d love to get to know you”.

what. how is this real life. reneé rapp just asked for your number. you were internally freaking out.

“oh um yeah”, you replied while you told her what it was.

“okay perfect! thank you”, she said happily while she entered the numbers into her phone.

“wait this is how you spell it right”, she said while passing her phone over to you.

“yeah it’s perfect”, you replied after checking. a lot of people got your name wrong, and it bothered you a lot of the time, but if reneé got your name wrong, you would never want to be called something else ever again.

you guys walked up to the register and paid separately. then, you walked out of the store together, dreading having to leave her.

“bye reneé”, you said as you waved toward her.

“bye Y/N! i’ll text you!”, she yelled back you two walked tour separate ways.

once you got home you saw a text on your phone that read: “hey :)”, and you immediately got butterflies.

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In The End | Mat Barzal

summary: ultimately in the end fate realised that you were simply better suited for the man in New York. At least this one had your heart.

request: yes/no

warnings: swearing, mentions of cheating.

word count: 1.59k

authors note: you guys probably haven’t been waiting for this one but the final part of this series is now here! Honestly it started off as a fun take on a request but I’m so glad that it bloomed into something more. We might not love Tito in this series, but he deserved the sorta ending he got.

part one | part two

What the fuck is going on y/n?

That was the last thing you had heard from Mat before he walked out of your apartment.

Two months had gone by and you had convinced yourself that this was for the best. Without Mat, it meant you had the time to truly focus on your relationship with Tito.

And that was going really well, Anthony and you spent three weeks in France where you found a ring in his suitcase.

Whilst no proposal came you were relieved to not have to turn him down. Time and time again you found your mind slipping back to Mat and you grew to hate yourself for it. How one night could make you so unhappy as you longed for the boy who wanted nothing to do with you.

But what you didn’t know was that Mat was longing for your message, your phone call, anything that showed him that you were done with Anthony. Yet as the posts came along highlighting the best moments from your trip he lost faith.

With weeks until the season was meant to start up again you thought that this was a battle that you were going to win “babe can you go get that?” Anthony called from the kitchen hearing his phone ring in the bedroom.

You thought nothing of it truly, so you stopped doing your makeup and went to his side of the bed to grab his phone “what the fuck?” You asked seeing Jenny🥰 appear as a FaceTime call.

Stupidly you answered with not a thought in your mind as you had more questions than answers “oh my god!” She shrieked seeing you appear on the screen instead of Anthony.

The girl was in nothing but some lingerie as she was forced to quickly find a robe to cover herself up. Anthony came back into your bedroom as you hadn’t responded to his messages of concern “baby?” His voice was nervous as he was met with the sight of your back.

You hadn’t realised that you were crying when you turned around to face him “h-how l-l-long?” You croaked out as you turned the phone around so that he could see what you had seeing.

His face dropped at the sight “I can explain-” Anthony reached out for you but you pulled away “answer my question?” The hockey player sighed as he watched her hang up the call.

If there was a moment that he knew that he was going to get caught then it would have been this one “we started in February.” Anthony confessed as he sat on the bed “and your ring?” Your lip quivered as his eyes widened.

Anthony let his head fall to his hands “for her.” In that very moment your sadness turned to anger “look I’m sorry-” the hockey player went to apologise but you cut him off “go find her.” You blurted out making his eyes go wide.

Your fingers ran through your hair “if you don’t love me anymore go be happy with her.” The logical part of your brain was only thinking about Mat.

The hockey player looked up at you “you’ve got someone too don’t you?” It was the fact that the spark that Anthony once lit in your eyes came up when you told him to go find her.

All you could do was nod as the boy got up to hug you “go get him.” Anthony smiled as you wrapped your arms around him giving him a squeeze “good luck.” Was the last thing you said to him before you left the apartment.

New York seemed to be on your side as the weather was warm but the cool breeze helped you as you ran through the city “pick up please!” You groaned as it went to voice note again.

Hey it’s Mat, I can’t come to the phone right now leave a message!

You grumbled something under your breath as you hung up feeling defeat slap you in the face as you sat on the sidewalk as your feet grew sore after you were met with nobody at Mat’s door.

It looked like you were an emotional girl who had just been dumped or something as your hands buried your face hiding it from the world.

You wanted to cry as cars whizzed past you “girl come with us!” Some random girls smiled at you as one of them held their hand out for you to grab.

They looked like they couldn’t have been any older than you so with their friendly faces you nodded getting up to face them “where are you going?” You asked wiping your eyes as you realised that your cheeks were wet “Still Partners over there!” The girl who helped you up explained as you could hear the sound of music coming from the bar.

So you followed them curious to know what caused the big crowd of people at the bar.

The soft sounds of a guitar played over the hum of the crowd “they’re really good.” You mumbled surprised when you were met with nods of agreement.

Your real shock of the night was when you finally got to see them, most of the members of the band were people you hadn’t met before. But of course there stood Mat, guitar in his hands and a look that was once nervous but then turned happy as he saw you.

Mat had this grin on his face as his eyes never left you “hi,” you mouthed sending him a salute as the boy responded with a nod trying to focus on what he was playing as your presence got rid of most of his nerves.

The hockey player practically jumped off the stage when their performance was done as he made a beeline for you as you stood by the bar “you did so good!” You smiled ordering him a beer to congratulate him.

Mat couldn’t believe that you were stood there in front of him “why are you here?” The Canadian wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you into a hug “I came looking for you.” Now that wasn’t exactly the reason why you were in the bar but as the girls you hung out with waved goodbye you couldn’t help but smile “f’me?” Mat repeated as though you spoke a foreign language.

You looked up at him as you nodded “Anthony and I broke up.” You awkwardly explained as your ego tried to hold onto the fact that he let a smirk form on his lips for a quick second before he let you two sit down.

In that very moment the boy let his hand run up your knee as he looked at you like you two were the only people in the packed out bar “how do you feel about it?” Mat didn’t know if you were there for some kind of comfort or instead for what he hoped you would eventually say, that you would be there for him.

Whilst a million answers seemed to come to your mind you couldn’t help but shrug “relieved, a little embarrassed even-” you raked your fingers through your hair as Mat cut you off shaking his head.

He wrapped his fingers around the freshly poured pint glass that they bartender had placed in front of him “did he do something stupid?” The Canadians question made you feel dumb “he fell in love with a girl in Vancouver.” Was all you needed to say for Mat to bring his hand to his mouth.

Although he was surprised, he couldn’t say that he was fully shocked. Anthony hadn’t mentioned you in their weekly calls since February “which is sort of comforting cause then I don’t feel bad admitting that I love you.” You were very much so the kind of girl who kept your cards close to your chest but in that very moment you wanted Mat to know exactly where your head was at.

Mat slowly nodded as he took in the information “I tried to tell myself that if I ignored you and just worked on Tito then I’d be able to ignore you.” The ramble that came from your lips seemed to be like a weight that was lifted off of your shoulders “but the truth is that I grew to resent myself for pushing you away.” At this point you hadn’t realised that tears were rolling down your cheeks for the second time tonight until Mat leaned over and brought his hand to your cheek.

His calloused finger wiped away from your cheek as Mat frowned “you never pushed me away.” He cooed slotting his legs between yours as he got himself as close as he could to you.

The Canadian tilted your head up as he was now stood “fucking love you baby.” Mat’s confession had a grin on your face that probably gave the Cheshire Cat a run for his money.

You made the next move as you pushed yourself up on the chair letting you peck his lips “hey I tell you I love you and that’s how you respond?” Mat playfully scoffed letting his hands land on either side of your stool locking you in.

A giggle left your lips as you leaned forward again this time meeting his request as your arms wrapped around his neck pulling him down with you. Your tongue ran over his lower lip as you seemed to be in control of it until Mat pulled away “that’s more like it my shining star.”

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Misty Morning Respite

Pairing: Astarion x Aelene

Word Count: 1k

Author's Note:

Surpriiiiiiiise @charlenestrawart !!! 🥰😁 This is my gift to you for the Astarion Brainrot Discord autumn exchange! I used the "foggy mornings" and "soft blankets" prompts, and I really hope you enjoy it. ❤️ It's been WILD trying to keep this a secret from you, but I'm so glad I got to write for you and your beautiful tav, Aelene. I love you, friend!! 🥹

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The slow coming of morning filtered through the thin curtains of the Last Light Inn, but for the first time in 210 years, Astarion was not concerned. The gauzy cotton did little to hide his pallor skin from the slowly rising sun, but instead of scurrying to the far side of the bed or ducking beneath the covers, he lazily lifted his hand to the still-bluish glow, and admired the iron ring on his third finger. The crimson stone that sat at its center cast a ghostly shadow on the wall of the room, not yet glittering due to the clouded, dewy sky. A soft smile tugged at his pink lips, still plush from the previous night’s activities. He cast a glance down beside him to the woman resting in his arms. Her snow white hair fell over her face like a blanket, covering her wintery skin and most of her shimmering silver scales.

He took a moment to simply admire her as she slept, curled around him tightly, seeking the familiar comfort of his cold body. She had risked her life to acquire the ring he now wore. She had tangled with death to help him become a victor over the sun. She had done it with little more benefit to herself than having him beside her. She not only sought his freedom, she now also sought his joy; and gods had she found it. He chuckled quietly, imperceptible to the untrained ear, but his lover stirred slightly nonetheless, ever so used to his sounds that even in her sleep, she perceived them. He quieted, not wanting to wake her yet. The lines of stress and pain from the past still haunted her face sometimes - when he did not manage to kiss them away - , but in sleep she held none of that tension; slack-faced and innocent as she dreamed.

Gently, he brushed strands of hair from her face to reveal her angular scales; so light and metallic that they almost reflected his red eyes gazing down at her. It was fitting, he thought, that the stone in the ring that would allow him to walk in the sun again would match both his own eyes and the eyes of his lover. It seemed meant to be… like fate. He smiled, and another chuckle escaped him that the idea of fate - something he had always hated so desperately - would finally grant him kindness after 200 years. A second sound from him would not go unnoticed by his sleeping lover, and a pitiful whimper came from her throat as she slowly gained awareness.

“Good morning, darling,” Astarion murmured, swooping down to kiss her lips before her eyes opened. She hummed against his lips and smiled, her hands wandering up around his neck.

“Mmm, good morning, Astarion,” Aelene muttered against his mouth, tangling her fingers in his locks as she did.

“Now, my love, you can’t be too greedy before you eat something,” he tutted quietly, all the while, his fingers traced patterns on her bare thigh beneath the velvety blankets she had insisted on buying once they returned to Baldur’s Gate with their prize. “You must replenish your energy if you’re to keep up with me.”

She giggled softly, urging closer to him, as if she could meld with him completely. “Can’t you feed me once I’m well and truly spent?”

“I am not hand feeding you again. You bit me last night!” her lover balked in return, only half joking.

“You bite me all the time!” she rebutted, her laugh growing louder.

“I ask, darling.”

“Then may I please bite your pretty fingers while you feed me?” Aelene batted her sleepy eyes at him, and he chortled.

“Hmm,” he pondered, a finger coming to his lips. “Since you asked so nicely… no.”

“Astarion!” she laughed, her head thrown back against the pillows, and Astarion grinned down at her.

“Come on, darling. I want to enjoy my first sunrise in 210 years, with you.” He booped her nose gently with his index finger and she beamed up at him, her carmine eyes twinkling.

“Well, how could I say no to that?”

~ ~ ~

Moments later, they were dressed and leaving their room behind, blankets folded into packs and food for the road stuffed into pockets. The sky had begun to turn a rosy gold by the time Aelene and Astarion had settled beneath a large oak tree just outside the limits of the city, at a vantage point high enough to be unobstructed by the goings-on of the everyday folk nearby. Aelene had snuck under Astarion’s arm once again and was gently playing with his fingers as the rising sun vaporized the fog that still lingered on the damp grass. She cared little for the sunrise; she’d seen hundreds. Her focus was on her lover’s face. She allowed her head to fall against his shoulder as his glittering red-wine eyes stayed trained on the coming day; his eyebrows raised, his pink lips parted ever so slightly. He looked so young.

As the sun broke through the clouds of the morning, the sky erupted into brilliant shades of orange, red, and yellow, painting the clouds with vibrancy, and Astarion - her Astarion - looked on in captivated wonder. His eyes widened as he took it in, the sunrises he had seen in his time with the tadpole not even daring to compare to this. Aelene’s heart clenched as she watched a tear chase the length of Astarion’s beautiful face, another following close behind; and another, and another. His vision misted completely, and he brought his palm to his face, a sob wracking through him. Aelene’s hands came to rest atop his and he allowed her to move them, smiling through tears as she swept away his overflowing awe with her fingertips, kissing each place they had previously been as she went.

They watched the rest of the sunrise in silence, wrapped tightly in one another, and as the sky turned to its mid-morning blue, Astarion curled his fingers under Aelene’s chin and turned her to face him. “Thank you, my love,” he whispered softly, his eyes more tender than she had ever seen them. She rested her forehead against his, bumping his nose gently.

“I love you, Astarion.”

A beat of silence passed before he smiled.

“I love you, more.”

~

fin

[iinterstellaarr]

Dinners Served

spencer reid x reader

summary: even after living alone for almost a year, you still can’t help but make way too much food. not that Spencer’s complaining, he sure can use the company

an: i’m so hungry bro i saw this girl make a lasagna on ig reels and it looked buss

The sound of bubbling water and the low hum of some random song I had heard earlier today bounced off the walls of my rather empty apartment. The smell of fresh tomato sauce made my mouth water and I smiled warmly while I picked up my phone

foods almost done :)

Be over soon.

I smile slightly at the text and giggle to myself as I play some random song on my phone and dance in place. I didn’t even hear the door open nor did I see Spencer leaning against the wall, watching me sing and dance

“You know, it has been proven that dancing allows a persons mind to be free” He sits down at the island and places his head in his hands while he cheekily smirks

“Really? Did YOU know it’s rude to sneak up on people like that?” I lean against the counter top and fold my arms.

This has been our routine for the past year. It all started back when I first moved in.

———

Setting the final box on the floor, I stand and place my hands on my hips. God, how’d it get so late?

I flop down on the couch and call the number on the ad for cheap Chinese food, cuz lord knows i’m not about to whip up a whole meal. I tap around on my phone and practically squeal when I hear my doorbell ring.

I spread out all the food I ordered on the counter almost bursting with excitement

“Oh shit.. This is way too much food.” I groan slightly, it’s way too late to call any friends to come help, so I nervously peak out into the hall and glance at the door next to me. Eh, worth a shot

I knock on the door timidly and hear something, or someone fall over a few seconds later

“Coming!” A man yells out amidst the struggle behind the door and after a moment, the door swings open.

His hair is long and curly, with a pair of glasses on top of his head and a dark black shirt with a pair of loose sleep pants.

“Yes?” He takes his glasses from his mess of hair and places them on his face as he scans me

“Sorry for disturbing you so late, and you can totally say no since you don’t know me and I may very well be a murderer, but I accidentally ordered way too much food, and my fridge doesn’t work.” I mumbled slightly but mainly got the point across. I didn’t expect my neighbor too look like THAT. Much less expect him to be awake.

“Im Spencer, and you must be an angel because I haven’t eaten all day.” He steps out of his apartment and closes the door behind him, following me to my door while I giggle slightly

“No angel here. I’m Y/N”

———

“Hey, I can leave if you think i’m a creep” He starts to stand from his place at the island

“No! I was kidding” He snickers as I rush to grab him and sit him back down “I like your company..” I awkwardly add at the end

“I’m sure I would’ve starved by now if it weren’t for you.” His large hand lands on top of mine still wrapped around his forearm as he sits back down

We lock eyes, just for a moment. But I would’ve sworn that those large eyes glanced down at my lips, just slightly.

“Plus, foods ready!” I awkwardly add, pretty much ruining the moment

Way to go me.

I start to add a hefty amount of pasta to each plate and watch as Spencer adds an absurd amount of sauce and cheese to his own portion. I take my place next to him and practically cry while shoving a bite into my mouth

“Thank you, by the way..” He avoids eye contact while I tilt my head slightly

“For the food? Cuz that’s a thanks LONG overdue-“

“No…For all of this. For just being you, I guess. I’m glad I got to know you”

I smile slightly and wrap one arm around him, pulling him into a tight hug. His lanky arms find solace around my waist while he sighs comfortably

“This means a lot to me” His face nuzzles into my neck, his slight stubble tickling me

“I’m glad you like me, Dr Reid.”

He chuckles slightly and sighs

“You have no idea.”

[strniohoeee]

Dolor Pt. 2

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N hasn’t seen Chris in a year and a half, but with the help of her friend she’s surprised by them🤭 Will those feelings still be there for one another?

Warnings⚠️: None, I’m not too sure how I feel about this one, but I had no other idea on how to write it so I hope y’all enjoy 🙃

Song for the imagine: ANGEL- Brent Faiyaz

Read part 1 here🫶🏽

Don’t ever leave my side, baby I’ll die

But from what I know, you’re always here to stay

You’re an angel in disguise

It has been a solid year and half since Chris and I broke up, a solid year and half of never seeing him or his brothers. It was very hard, but it also flew by. I wasn’t sure where a year and half went. It was honestly scary.

We both told each other we’d love to cross paths, and reconnect in a few months to be friends, but life got in the way, and that never happened. I’m honestly glad it didn’t, we were both so busy I believe it helped us move on from one another faster.

We all stood mutuals with each other on instagram and TikTok, but we just didn’t interact with each other. I watched them grow in all aspects, and it was amazing. I thought I’d be there to witness it first hand, but instead I was watching from the sidelines….it hurt me, but it had to be done.

My TikTok was flooded with videos of them from their tour they were just on, and it’s honestly crazy how much people can change in a year and a half. That didn’t even look like Chris. He was much more mature looking, sculpted cheekbones, shorter hair, stubble on his face…..Chris was looking good.

I shook that feeling off because I could not allow myself to fall back in love with Chris. It took me a long time to move on from him. I will always love the kid, but to fall out of love was hard. I hadn’t seen or talked to any other guys since splitting with Chris, and I wasn’t too sure if that was the same with him. Deep down I hoped it was.

I was scrolling on TikTok one day when I saw a clip of the triplets from their recent podcast video, they were doing a Q and A video, and somehow Chris pulled out a question asking about me. I decided to watch the video

“Okay so this person says how’s Y/N, and how have you been since the breakup. I’m currently going through my own break up right now, and I just need some advice” Chris read out

“So uh this is a good question. It’s been a year and a half since I’ve last seen Y/N, and it’s crazy to say it’s been that long, but it has. With the relationship we had and how special it was it took me a full year to finally be able to feel okay, and understand why we split up. It hurt and some part of me still hurts, but we told each other the night we broke up that we both will be okay because we’re strong, and that’s something I’ve been holding on to. I presume that she’s okay, I’ve seen her instagram posts and her TikTok’s, and she looks amazing. I actually really miss the girl. So I hope she’s doing great, and for you going through your break up just know everything happens for a reason and you’ll be okay take your time and work on yourself” he said

Oh god this was making it so hard for me not to call Chris and ask to see him….I missed him so badly

I scrolled some more and another clip popped up

“This person wants to know do you still love Y/N” Nick asked Chris

“Oh 100% that woman is my everything. Like we’ve said in the past we hope to cross paths again” Chris said nodding his head

This has to be a sign? Like this has to be a sign that I have to see him, that Chris and I are meant for each other right? Or am I being delusional……

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to call him, text him or just ignore all this and keep it pushing in life. I felt torn between my decisions

Today I was getting ready to film with Larray and Arrington. I had gotten so close to them within the last year, and we always filmed together. Larray was my biggest supporter in all this, and he was also friends with the triplets which kind of made it hard, but he never got in between anything. Although he hoped and prayed that we’d get back together one day I always told him time will tell.

He had an idea where we all stay in his car for 24 hours with special guests. I wasn’t sure who these guests were, and I wasn’t sure why he wanted us to stay in a car for 24 hours, but I agreed I knew it would be fun.

I had driven over to Larrays house, and let myself in

“YOOOOO” I yelled from the door

“Were in hereeee” Arrington yelled back

Oh god I was the last one here….I hated this, but anyways I walked to Larrays room, and when I walked in my heart sank

“Oh” was all I said as I walked in

“Hiiiii baby” Larray said, causing everybody to turn around with him the triplets face dropping

“What’s? Uh….whats going on” I said looking at Larray

“We’re filming a video, and I brought my friends” he said back

“It’s been so long” Chris said looking at me saddened

“It ummm it has” I said smiling at him

“We have missed you so fucking much….holy shit” Nick said running over and hugging me

“Uhh it’s been so fucking long I missed yall too” I said hugging him

“Matt you look so different now” I said jaw dropping and giving him a hug

“Good different I hope” he said hugging me

“Of course good different” I said laughing at him

I moved to Chris

“You look so different too” I said pulling him in for a hug

“I’ve missed you” he said hugging me tighter

“Missed you too” I said pulling away

After chatting for a bit Larray decided to film his introduction for his channel

“Alright bitches we are filming a 24 hour car video today, and of course I had to bring in my ride or dies Arrington and Y/N” he said and both Arrington and I made an entrance

“And then you know Larray had to stir the pot, so he brought the triplets” Arrington said to the camera causing us to laugh

“As uhhh most of you know there’s uh an elephant in this room between uh two people, but ummm we won’t talk about it” Larray said

And we just laughed at him

“You are so messy” I said to him rolling my eyes playfully

“Alright let’s get to the car bitches” he said and we ran out

I sat in the passenger seat, Chris and Arrington in the back, and then Nick and Matt in the third row

“Alright so right now we’re driving to Target which is 45 minutes away because Larray decided to do this video during rush hour” I said to the camera

“Uh- is that a drag?” He asked me

“It sure is” I said to him

“So Y/N….you said Matt looks different….you already had Chris so will you try another brother” Arrington asked me

I looked back at him jaw on the floor, as Chris and his brothers were laughing

“You weirdo Arrington, I will not fucking get with Matt” I said shaking my head

“Could you believe this kid” I said looking at the camera

“Ouuuu the fans want to know how many boyfriends since Chris” Larray asked me

“Boyfriends plural? Do they think I’m a slut….its only been a year and a half guys, and there’s been zero guys since Chris” I said shrugging my shoulders

“OHHHHHH CHRISSSS” Larray and Arrington yelled at him hyping him up

“She loves me too much to do that” Chris said to the camera

“Uh-“ I said turning around to look at him

“I’m just kidding” he said and touched my face playfully

“SAW THAT” Nick and Matt yelled from the back

We had finally gotten to Target, and Chris and I were paired up to go on the hunt for some things, and we had to vlog it together

“Alright guys I’m here with uh….my ex” I said to the camera

“What a great reunion” he said looking at the camera

“Who would’ve thought a year and a half later we’d be in Target shopping for a video together” I said looking at him

“I honestly thought it would’ve happened sooner, but I mean hey” he said shrugging his shoulders

“Oh whatever” I said rolling my eyes at him

Him and I were doing some shopping and grabbing some stuff, and we had found ourselves in the coloring book aisle

“Look the Disney coloring book, your favorite” he said leaning down to grab it

“You remembered?” I asked him

“Of course I did, and you only get specific coloring pencils cause you’re weird” he said laughing

“Hey don’t be mean” I said laughing at him

“It’s cute” he said smiling at me

“Do you ever think about us?” I asked him

“Pretty often actually” he said looking at me

“Do you think you see a future with me” I asked him

“I’ve thought about this a lot, and every time I picture my future you’re a main character in it” he said looking into my eyes

“This year and a half has been rough, and I so badly wanted nothing more than to cave and call you over, and just hold you tight” I said looking down

“I sat in my room for so many nights wondering if the decision I made was right, and after a while I just became numb to the feeling, but I want this again….I want us” he said

“I think we should start slow first. I want us to truly work out this time no break ups no nothing” I said to him

“I think so too, you should come film with us again we miss you so much, and the fans miss you too” he said

“I’ve seen…all over my tik tok” I said smiling at him

“Yeah they love you and I love you too so much” he said pulling me in for a hug

We finished vlogging some, and headed back to the car with everybody getting back in our original seats

“Okay everybody we are back, we’re going to go eat something and then we’ll be back in the car for the next 24 hours” Larray said

After we ate we went back into Larrays car trying to stick out this challenge and just chatting with each other asking each other questions

“How many girlfriends since Y/N?” Larray asked Chris

“None. I told yall she’s the love of my life” he said looking at the camera

“Awww Chris” I said looking at him

“HEY CITY GIRLS UP. Do not fall for this” Arrington said

“Shut the fuck up” I said laughing at him

“What’s one regret you have” Nick asked us

“I think my biggest regret was completely dropping you guys out of my life. Like no interactions no nothing that hurt the most” I said to them

“We appreciate that” Matt said

“How do you guys feel after seeing each other” Matt asked Chris and I

“Is this a hot seat? What are we doing” Chris said

“Shut the fuck up and answer” Nick said

“I feel at peace, like seeing him was the last piece to my puzzle. I still love Chris of course, and we’re hoping to take things slow, and eventually get together again” I said to them

“Yeah. I love her so much, and seeing her today brought back all those memories. Memories that made my heart flutter, and I knew I couldn’t let her go again” he said looking at me

“Yall cute as shit this has got to stop” Larray said

“So yall heard it here first they are back together” Arrington said to the camera

“WOAH WOAH NO” we both said putting our hands out

“We are taking it slow…we are not dating yet, and trust me you guys will know when we’re back together. It’s a maybe for right now” I said to the camera

“But she will be in our videos again” Chris said

“SHE WILL?” Nick and Matt said

“Yes she will!” He said to them

“FUCK YES FINALLY” Nick said getting excited

We had chatted for a good thirty more minutes before we decided this challenge was not going to happen

“Alright guys we did not make it, but we love you and we’re heading inside now” Larray said

“BYEEEEEE” we all yelled to the camera, Chris pulling me in and kissing my forehead

“Are you guys going to soft launch your comeback before I post this?” Larray asked us

“You know that’s not a bad idea actually” I said looking at Chris

“We could do that. I’d love to do that” he said pulling me in and kissing my cheek

“Yall soft launching but he smoochin on you” Matt said looking at us

“Uhhhh mind your business” Chris said sticking his tongue out at him

“OMG to keep it like private you guys could do like a couples shadow picture” Nick said

“Waittttt I love that let’s do it” I said to Chris

We had snapped the picture, and Chris posted it collabing with me once again so I can post and share it. Nick and Matt also shared it to their story saying the gangs back together and they can’t wait to film with me again. Immediately the love we got was INSANE

❤️nicolassturniolo,matthew.sturniolo,larray, and 450,000 others

christophersturniolo: I told you guys we’d always always find a way back to one another. Although we aren’t dating again we will be thinking about it for our future. I love this girl with my whole fucking heart, and I’m so glad we’re in each others lives again. She was my right person at the wrong time.My number one girl💍. Were back BITCHESSSSS🥳

Sturnioloteam: STFU THEYRE BACK

arringtonallen: mhmmm I was here for this picture so back off everyone

nicolassturniolo: mama and papa🫡

matthew.sturniolo: yall cute or whatever…..

larray: yall can thank me for this reunion MHMM💅🏽

Y/Nusername: my number one guy…love this kid so much💋

sturnioloooooo: I knew mom and dad would find each other again

The immense love we received was insane. Had you told me a year and a half ago today that all that pain would be gone, and we would find each other again I would laugh in your face. I guess I am making it to the end of his story….🥀

The End

I hope you guys liked this one I feel ehhh about it, but I had to have a happy ending🥹 but anywho let me get to writing some more 🖤

-J💅🏽

[omegaversecurse]

Chapter 4 of Teyvat Tales of a Creator God

I'm gonna make a masterlist for this eventually lol. Also feel free to ask me stuff!

When light began to enter the window, gracing my frustrated face, I knew I wasn’t getting to sleep. I sat up, figuring I might as well start the day. I grabbed the hairbrush sitting on the dresser, and began to brush out the tangles in my hair. Then I grabbed the clothes waiting for me in the dresser and got changed. 

These clothes were much more practical than the dress from Yesterday, instead of a corseted dress there was a poet’s shirt, and trousers. It also came with a cloak, which was a bit more fancy with gold embroidery decorating the edges. 

Exiting the room, I noticed Lumine sitting in the living area, with Paimon sleeping on the chair beside her. 

“Hey, good morning,” I said, grabbing a chair to sit with her. 

“Good morning, your grace,” she said, but she seemed distracted. 

“Is there something on your mind?” I asked, 

“I- Do you know where my brother is?” She said, looking back and forth wringing her hands together. 

I blinked, not expecting such a loaded question so early in the morning. I sighed, and told her “I don’t, I’m sorry, but if I find anything out, you’ll be the first I tell,” 

Her shoulders slumped, 

“I don’t know what to do honestly,” she said, “everyone I ask either knows nothing or is hiding something from me, I just wish that I knew why all this is happening,”

My head drooped, feeling sorry that I couldn’t help Lumine. After all, she went through all these nations trying to find her brother, and instead got roped into their problems. 

We sat in silence for a while, neither of us really speaking. The somber mood was interrupted by a stomach rumbling. Lumine and I looked at eachother, before looking at Paimon who was slowly waking up. 

“Good Morning” said Paimon sleepily, “What’s for breakfast?” Lumine and I laughed at that, glad Paimon broke us free from the awkward silence. 

Lumine went to the oddly placed kitchen within the abode, and started preparing food for us. 

Several minutes later Xiao, and then Keqing entered and sat down next to us. Xiao was deep in thought, and Keqing went to help Lumine with breakfast. 

When breakfast was done, everyone sat at the table (which was placed in the middle of the room of course), and that’s when I noticed Kaeya was missing. 

“Should we wake Kaeya?” I asked, concerned he would miss out on breakfast, Lumine nodded, and went to go wake him up. I considered following her, but held back because I didn’t want to upset him. 

Kaeya entered, still not looking me in the eye, and sat on the farthest side from me. I pursed my lips, and began to eat the food served to me. It was once again pancakes, as well as fruit and potatoes. 

Everyone ate, except Xiao, and I made sure to eat slowly to ensure everyone got to finish. This breakfast was much more relaxed than the previous day’s breakfast, and I enjoyed it immensely. The pressure was so much less after all. 

Once we finished we left the Teapot and kept walking. According to Keqing, our goal Today was to get to Wangshu Inn, where our transport would meet us. My legs were still sore from Yesterday, and I was incredibly tired from my sleepless night. I was certain I was slowing us down, but luckily the group didn’t seem to mind. 

We made it to Wangshu Inn at around dinner time. My stomach was growling like mad. I wasn’t the only one, Paimon had spent the last hour complaining about her hunger. 

Once we finally reached the inn, it seemed like a ghost town. There was literally no one there except the people running the inn. Even then, they kept their distance. 

Dinner was served to us, and Kaeya still wouldn’t look at me. I was slowly getting more and more upset at his rejection, truly feeling the loss of his companionship. Dinner was good, Xiao ate this time, even though it was just Almond Tofu for him. 

After dinner, I immediately asked if there was anywhere I could bathe. I felt gross after two days of travel, and wanted to get clean before we went any further. I was then told there wasn’t a bathtub, but they did have a bucket of warm water for me to use to wipe myself down. I was fine with that, as anything was better than nothing. 

When taken to the room where I could wash off by Xiao, he then told me,

”We can’t leave you alone right now, we don’t know when the abyss order will attack next, but we can’t leave you vulnerable,”

”I- okay… could you turn around though?” I asked him. He nodded and faced towards the door, polearm in hand. I quickly got undressed and washed myself off, before toweling and changing into the clothes provided. 

“Xiao, I’m done,” I told him. He turned and took me to the room where I would be sleeping. The room had a grouping of beds, where the rest of the party would rest. 

I was told to climb into the center bed, and I laid down ready to pass out. As it was still early, the rest of the party was still outside enjoying the sunset. 

I tossed and turned for a while, but eventually fell asleep. Last thing I registered before falling unconscious was the sound of the door opening and more of the party entering to retire. 

—

I woke up screaming. My nightmare was flashes of scenes of the abyss order invading, everyone dead, and the last thing I saw was a spear plunging through my chest. 

Immediately the entire room, except Paimon of course, was at full attention. Xiao was holding his spear scanning the room for threats. 

Kaeya was immediately at my side, grabbing my hand and squeezing as I shook and panted. 

“It’s alright, just a- just a nightmare-” I said, which immediately caused the room to relax. Kaeya let go of my hand, and went back to his bed. I slumped, it appeared he was still upset at me. 

“I’m sorry for waking everyone up-“ I said, regret evident in my voice. 

“Hey- it’s alright, it’s been a tough couple of days,” Lumine told me, trying to comfort me,

I nodded, and laid back down, ready to try to get to sleep. Everyone climbed back into their beds, and I sighed, it took me a while, but I eventually fell back asleep. When I slept again, I had a dream of a hand cupping my face, but the body connected to it was blurry. 

“Soon dear,” it said, before disappearing. I woke up with tears in my eyes, and Kaeya leaning against the bed frame staring at me. He looked sad, and when he noticed I was awake, he started turning away.

“Wait-” I whispered, grabbing his wrist. He looked at me shocked, and then resigned. 

“I’m sorry,” I said, which earned me an odd look, “I should’ve defended you better, and I- I should’ve actually done something against the Lector, instead of just sitting there,”

He shook his head in disbelief,

“Why are you apologizing,” he said, 

“Because you’re mad at me,”

”I’m not-” he sighed, “I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at the fact you almost got taken because of my stupidity, I’m mad I couldn’t protect you better, and I’m mad I wasn’t honest with you about my past,”

“Oh-” I said in a small voice, “but it isn’t your fault, you did your best, and made the right choice with the information you had available, and you don’t need to be ‘honest’ with me about your past, you didn’t lie to me after all, I understand if it’s a hard subject for you, plus… I know a lot already,”

“You do?” He said, clearly surprised, especially since I admitted earlier about not knowing about the archon war. 

”I’ve seen it, before I… descended, I don’t know everything, but I know about your ties to Khaenri’ah, and I don’t care,” 

“You should,”

“Will you betray me?” I asked,

“No! Of course not,”

“Then there’s no reason for me to care then, I care about you Kaeya, and I think you’re entitled to your secrets…”

He smiled at me sadly, “You’re the second person who knows, besides I suppose the Archons, and you’re the first to not uh- react poorly, thank you…”

“Your welcome,” I said, glad that we got this issue resolved, and that Kaeya and I were on good terms again.

“Could I- Could I uh- hold you again tonight?” 

I smiled and scooted over, opening my arms for him to climb into. He immediately snuggled in, his arms wrapped around me, his head on my chest. I slept well, this half of the night, free from the nightmares that plagued me before. 

—

Waking up was peaceful, Kaeya’s hair cascading over his face gently, as the light shone through the windows of Wangshu Inn. The moment was serene, and I wish it would have lasted forever. 

I turned my head, eyes catching someone watching me in my vision. I jolted, scared, before I realized it was just Xiao, leaning up against the wall. 

“Good morning…” I said, slightly disturbed.

He looked at me sharply, as if he was staring right through me. 

“Good morning,” he finally said, before turning away to where Keqing and Lumine were sitting, softly chatting. The silence persisted, until a loud yawn was heard from Paimon, and Kaeya jolted awake. 

“Hey,” Kaeya said, “Sleep well?” 

I nodded, still watching Xiao, who clearly was listening in, tension clear in his shoulders. Kaeya waited for a moment, before sitting up, stretching out his arms and standing up. Noticing we were awake, Keqing finally broke away from her conversation with Lumine and turned to us.

”I received a pigeon from Ninguang this morning, a carriage and an escort will meet us soon, the Adepti and the Qixing heard about the attack and they don’t want to take any chances”

I sighed in relief. Finally no more walking, my legs were so sore from going to Wangshu Inn from Mondstat City. 

“Paimon’s excited! We get to enter Liyue in style!” 

“The escorts for the Divine One, not you,” Xiao said,

“I know, but Paimon gets to be there! Do you think there will be a feast when we arrive?” 

I snorted at that, leave it to Paimon to make things about food. 

—

When the escort arrived, we had all eaten breakfast and gotten dressed. Xiao was the first to notice that they arrived, and went down to go meet them. 

The rest of us went down the elevator to join them, where Shenhe, Yelan, and Cloud Retainer were waiting. 

When I was first spotted, they all kneeled, and Cloud Retainer told me 

“One is honored to be present for the arrival of the Nurturer of Teyvat,” before rising. 

“Thank you?” I said awkwardly, not sure how to react, that earned me a contemplative look from Yelan, 

“Let’s get going, we want to get to the Harbor by nightfall,” Shenhe said. 

“One has designed this carriage to hold the Nurturer and her Retainer, no expense was spared in its design, it drives itself without the use of horses,” 

I nodded and told her thanks, slightly in shock that Cloud Retainer managed to invent essentially a car, as me and Kaeya entered. 

The inside was plush and comfortable, and I sank right into the seats. 

“This is the most comfortable car I’ve ever been in” I said, not really thinking about the implications of seeing a machine like this before. 

“Car?” He questioned, curious at my mention.

”Oh- right, back- back where I came from, they had similar machines that we used to get around, we called them cars. None of the seats were as comfortable as this though,”

He was about to respond, before the carriage started moving. I jerked forward in surprise, and Kaeya caught me before I fell off the seat.

”For someone who’s ridden in machines like this before, you sure are having trouble staying in your seat,” he teased, his arms still around me.

“Heh- we had seatbelts in ours, they kept us from doing… that,” 

He snorted, and I playfully tapped him in response. 

“I- I’ve been meaning to ask,” I said after a brief moment, “What exactly is a retainer?”

”Hmm…” he responded, “A retainer is like a personal servant appointed by you, they have to be both a vision holder and vessel, each nation has its own process for selecting candidates, and your supposed to have at least one from each nation, you can appoint more of course, but there needs to be an equal amount from each nation,”

“Ah okay, is there anything else I should know?”

“The retainer’s are the only person allowed to touch you, that’s why Venti was so pissed at me for touching you before I was appointed, and the position is for life,” 

“Okay- I think I understand, thanks for helping me so much, sometimes I feel stupid for not knowing these clearly obvious things,” 

“Don’t, you’re still regaining your strength, and no one expects you to know everything while you’re still so new to this world,”

I smiled at this reassurance, but I was also unsure… What if I never recovered this so-called strength? What if people started seeing me as a fraud, and turned on me. What would happen to me then? However, I made sure to hide my uncertainty, to prevent this from becoming a self fulfilling prophecy. 

Kaeya and I continued chatting as we moved along, what must’ve been hours felt much quicker, and it took us laughing and teasing each other, for me to realize how lonely I’ve felt since coming to this world. 

Everyone here seemingly worships me, so it was nice to have someone who was willing to laugh and tell jokes with me. The carriage stopped suddenly, but this time I didn’t almost fall because Kaeya was still holding me from the first jolt. A knock on the door, before it opened with Xiao watching us. 

“We’ve stopped for lunch,” he said brusquely, before turning away, leading us to exit to sit on the picnic blankets laid out for our meal. Lumine and Keqing helped distribute the sandwiches prepared, as well as apples and sunsettias for us to eat. All the food given to me at this point was meatless, and I was curious about how they all knew about my dietary preferences. 

Shenhe must’ve seen me staring at my food in curiosity, and asked me,

“Is there something not to your liking?” 

“Oh- no this is great! I was just wondering how you knew I was vegetarian?” 

“It would seem rather obvious. You are a friend to all the creatures of Teyvat. Eating animals wouldn’t seem to fit you considering the fact you created them,”

“Ah- that’s understandable, thank you though, for being considerate,”

Shenhe nodded once, and returned to her food. The rest of lunch was quiet, but as we finished eating, a singular hillichurl came wandering over. 

Everyone immediately grabbed their weapons, Yelan charging an arrow, but before she had the chance to fire I yelled

“Wait!”

“Don’t worry your Grace, we’ll take care of this, Retainer, get her to the carriage,” 

Kaeya immediately picked me up, and even though I kicked and pleaded, I couldn’t prevent what happened next, 

“Please don-” I was cut off by Yelan’s arrow firing, and the sound of the suffering that the damned arrow brought. 

I was dragged into the carriage, tears running down my face as the door was shut. 

“Shh- shh- shh- It’s alright, everything is alright-” Kaeya told me,

“How could they do this! The hillichurl was innocent, they didn’t deserve this!” I sobbed, as he held my shaking frame. 

“They were a threat to you, who knows what they would’ve done, they could’ve been a distraction from the abyss,”

I shoved Kaeya off of me, angry at the implication that what they did was alright. I sat at the floor of the carriage, head in my knees, arms wrapped around them, and I cried. The carriage started moving, and Kaeya kept trying to comfort me, empty platitudes about how important my safety was. 

Eventually, my tears dried up and my head pounded. All I felt was frustration at their lack of listening to me. No- frustration is too trivial a word, I felt rage. I felt my skin boil, and as Kaeya touched my shoulder, I heard a hiss of pain. 

I stared up at Kaeya, who was holding his hand and wincing. I turned away, not feeling any sympathy for someone justifying what was done. My head started hurting worse, and I started to black out from the pain, feeling nauseous and faint. My vision went black, and the last thing I registered was Kaeya shouting for help.

—

I woke to the sound of hushed whispers all around me, shaking from the cold I felt. My head in someone’s lap, and my vision blocked off by a wet cloth.

“She’s waking up,” I heard Kaeya say, and as I tried pushing myself up, I was pulled back down by the firm arms belonging to the lap I was sitting in. 

“Hey- stay down, you need to rest,” 

“What- what happened-” I said faintly, very confused at the situation before me. 

“You exhausted yourself using elemental energy, we had to cool you down in order to fix the problem,” 

The rage I was feeling was cooled. Instead I felt numb. 

“We’ll rest here for a few more moments, but then we’ll have to get going,” I heard Yelan say. 

After a few minutes I tried to remove the blindfold, but my hands were pulled away, and I was picked up. My body felt too weak to fight, and I was gently pulled back into the carriage, my head resting against a chest I registered as Kaeya’s. 

“We’re going to set off now,” Kaeya told me softly. “We have about an hour of travel before we arrive,”

I hummed in acknowledgement, feeling too weak to do anything more, and I slowly slipped off to sleep.