#i'll gif the goodbye kiss later

[kanos]

Then this is goodbye. I suppose.

[hopelessdazai]

✿ 》 To Hold or Be Held?

╰⧼ 🪻 note.. ⧽ ; writing witj this many characters was scary . pls ignore any typos or errors or mischaracterisation im learning. reblogs appreciated!!

╰⧼ ☀️ features.. ⧽ ; Chuuya, Dazai, Atsushi, Akutagawa, Nikolai, Fyodor, gn!reader ( fem terms in fyodors and mentions of boobs in nikolais parts )

╰⧼ 🌙 contents.. ⧽ ; fluff, cuddles, all those nice things, nikolai being nikolai, possible mischaracterisation

dazai

dazai doesn't have a preference. he enjoys both being held and holding you for the same reason. when he's holding you, he's holding on tight - part of him is still scared you're gonna leave him if he gets too comfortable. and if you're holding him he always finds himself melting into you, his hands shakily gripping at your clothes as he smothers himself against your chest. he adores how your hands find his hair and comb through it. if he puts all his weight onto you, you can't go anywhere, right?

".. 'm sorry .. don't get up, just five more minutes. I'll be good ..- you're warm .. 'm sorry.. "

chuuya

chuuya prefers to hold. be adores the feeling of you in his arms, it makes him feel like he's protecting you from the known - blanketed by his strong embrace. he traces 'I love you's on your back knowing you're too comfortable and sleepy to know what he's writing - his thumb writes his name into your hip when you think he's just rubbing circles. little possessive things like that, just to quietly manifest that you stay with him. he can press a gentle kiss to the top of your head and tease you for being so clingy ; even though he's holding you tight too.

".. you need the bathroom? .. you can hold it, jus' stay with me for a while longer .. I love you .. pretty thing you are .."

atsushi

atsushi prefers to hold. while he won't ever deny being held, usually he finds himself pulling you on top of him to keep you in his embrace while he takes a nap. your head on his chest and his arms resting around your waist, while he gently purrs to soothe you to sleep with him. he hasn't been able to take solo naps since you've been around - and he knows you enjoy resting with him too, anyway. so what's the harm when he tugs you over to the detective agency couch and asks you to take a quick break? you've both been working hard , after all.

"let's have a quick break, okay? we can stay finish everything later .. you're gonna exhaust yourself out, sweetheart .. just 10 minutes .."

akutagawa

akutagawa prefers to be held. he'll never admit it to anyone, especially not to you. but you can see the way he relaxes and sinks into you when you wrap your arms around him. the way he takes a long exhale and his shoulders deflate as your hand traces a certain spot on his back. he likes listening to your heartbeat, he likes knowing you're alive and with him for who he is - and not what he can do. he's still learning to love and to trust, but it's a little easier when it's by your side. he hopes you wont leave him, he'll work to impress you as he grows.

".. what? no, I'm not falling asleep. you're imagining things. you .. mm .. can you do that again ?"

nikolai

nikolai doesn't have a preference. he's like a big dog, despite his size he'll absolutely lay himself on top of you and nuzzle into your chest. if you have boobs then he won't be moving for a while, so kiss your oxygen goodbye. whenever he wants to hold you, he's not really one to ask ; he'll just drag you over onto him or use a portal to drop you into his lap, then he's clinging to you and whining desperately whenever you try to leave. he's just big and clingy, but can you fault him? he finds you so comforting.

" .. where are you going? no! you can't leave .. do you not love me anymore ?.. why do you wanna leave !.. just stay with me .. thank you .."

fyodor

fyodor prefers to hold. if neither was an option, it'd most likely be that. but he regularly asks you to come sit on his lap while he works. a small whistle as he turns his chair, patting his thigh - and he'll wrap an arm around you to keep you close. he's not too affectionate, and too much touching before your marriage repulses him. but he'll learn to deal with these little moments for a while - it gives him his energy back and helps him with a little push to finish his work so you rest together.

" .. зайчик .. come here. no, I'm not finished. just come. don't be disobedient , now .. there we are. good girl."

[naomiarai]

» please fuck me. — cbg.

» synopsis : going against your boyfriend while he was on a trip couldn't end so bad right?

» pairing : beomgyu × afab!reader

» wc : 1.7k

» warnings : dom!gyu, sub!reader, daddy kink, degradation, praise, name calling (whore, slut, angel, princess, sweet girl), oral (f.rec), use of toys (dildo), creampie, cum eating, slight breeding kink, multiple orgasms, ass slapping, manhandling. [ lmk if i should add anything else]

god, you're so horny. you've been holding back for quite sometime now, wanting to feed your craving with your boyfriend's dick. he's gone on a trip, about two weeks just to let out some stress. of course, being the good girlfriend you are, kissed him goodbye asking him to have a good time.

but now you really needed him. waking up all warm and sweaty, mind clouded with dirty thoughts of him. you would have relieved yourself of this sexual distress, if beomgyu would allow you to touch yourself when he wasn't around. it was frustrating having to ignore the dull ache between your legs.

you come out of your thoughts with a sigh, deciding to call him. atleast that'll satiate your mind. you press the green call button, bring the buzzing phone to your ear. you hear a faint “hello” alerting you. “hi beomie~” you say in a sing-song voice, making him giggle.

“finally woke up huh? did you eat?” he asks, “not yet, i miss you” you say with with a dull voice. can't he come home already? “hm, i miss you too angel, just two more days I promise”. two more days and you think you'll burst. “i need you~ 'm so wet” you say rubbing your thighs together, you needed some kind of friction.

“i'll take care of you as soon as i get back, so don't you dare touch yourself okay?” he says with a stern voice. you mentally rolled your eyes, can't he atleast guide you?. “okay okay, i love you” you say with a laugh, “i love you too” he replies back before you cut the call.

you give out another sigh, before deciding to take shower. the physical urge to finger yourself in the shower was quite high. beomgyu wouldn't notice if you did right? by the time you came to that conclusion you were done, hopping out with droplets of water dripping.

you decide that perhaps going out would help take your mind off beomgyu. you can handle two more days can't you?

1 day later »

god you couldn't help it, your fingers slipping in and out of your drenched cunt emitting such lewd and wet noises. you can't recall how many times you've cum already, a sticky mess of white made between your legs. it's okay you think to yourself, beomgyu's not even here anyway.

but what if he notices? what if he notices how not wet you are when he touches you? your mind can't hold on to that thought long enough as you cum for the nth time. but that still didn't satiate you. you're really horny aren't you? your fingers had helped but not to the full extent. at all.

your hand reached over to the cabinet by your bedside, swiftly opening it and pulling out a dildo, something only beomgyu would use on you. you didn't care right now, the urge to use it was full. you slip it inside you, moaning at the stretch, “god–mhmph!” you whine, pulling it in and out again and again.

just the thought of beomgyu finding out sent shivers down your spine. but he'll come tomorrow, he'll never know. right?

you jolt in your spot, the creaking sound of the door slipping open increasing your heartbeat in seconds. had he come home early? why? maybe to surprise you? but you didn't want that surprise. atleast not now. it is him. your eyes go wide, your voice stuck in your throat. “surprise!..” he yells before his voice dies down at the end.

his face morphs into amusement as he takes in the sight, scoffing out loud. “beom–.. i'm-” you try to speak, as you get up getting closer to him. “tsk, fucking whore. couldn't wait till i got home? and look at the mess you made” he says while looking at cum covered dildo. “and you used this too? you're really desperate aren't you” he says pointing at the dildo.

“beomie- i- i'm sorry i couldn't help it-” you stutter as you try to tell him. it was true though, he was gone for way too long. “all you wanted to do was cum huh? couldn't go a mere two weeks without covering your cunt in cum?” you scoffed inside your head.

beomgyu would act exactly how you did if you were gone for less than a week. but you really shouldn't say that right now. you weren't gonna lie, you get turned on when he gets like this, which was not good at your part, not when he's eyeing you like that.

his eyes wander over your figure, “on your fours”

»»»

he's got you full naked now, on the same cum covered sheets, no he didn't bother changing it or cleaning it up. he was behind you, on his knees as he spread your ass cheeks apart, pressing his tongue against your pussy.

you expected him to punish you, edge you or anything nearing that. why was he giving you what you wanted? you weren't complaining, if anything you should keep your mouth shut. any angrier he gets, you're in for it.

his tongue lapped at your cunt, licking up the leftover cum from your previous orgasm. “mmh- hnng!” you whimper as you push your ass into his face. he doesn't say anything, simply pushing his tongue deeper inside your cunt, sliding it in and out. he could feel you were close, tightening his grip on your thighs as he buried his face into your cunt.

“shit— 'm gonna cum! hng” you moan as cum all over, squirting on his face. but he doesn't stop, still eating you out, swallowing the remaining cum. “beomie- i-i just came” you try to say as you try to pull away. he grips your hips, keeping you in place, “didn't you want to cum so bad? i'll make you do it again and again, just watch” , you can't see his face but your know there's a shit eating grin on it.

“ah-! too much! can't take it, please” you beg as your thighs shake at the overstimulation. beomgyu seems to be mindless about it as he continues eating you out like a starved man. “gyu- please m' cumming! fucking hell” you scream as your orgasm takes over your you, head dropping into the sheets as your breathing gets heavy.

beomgyu pulls away from your cunt, staring with delight at the mess he made of you. but he's not stopping there, oh no. he picks you up gently, climbing onto the bed as he places you on his lap straddling him. “such a slut, maybe this is what you're made for? only good at moaning n' cumming” he degrades as he slaps your ass. you whimper at his action, face resting against his chest.

you feel him reach over for something, the dildo you had used without his permission earlier. he sticks it at your entrance, rubbing it against your folds. “please-! can't take it- ts' too much” you whine as he pushes it all the way in. you jolt up, thighs starting to shake again as he ruts it inside you. “you can take it, tsk, you're such a cumslut. cumsluts like you can fucking take it” he says into your ear, you feel like crying at way you clench around the toy.

“ah- please wan' your cock instead- can't-” you say pleading. he laughs at your request, slapping your ass, “weren't you just begging me to stop? you're like a bitch in heat always cock hungry” he says as you cum again, all over his thighs.

he lays you down, propping your legs over his shoulders as he removes his boxers, dick hard and red~ he rubs it against your cum, coating it in white. without warning he enters you, pounding into your aching pussy. “ah, ah-! hnng! fuck! right there! s-so big” you babble as he presses the bulge in your tummy, making you roll your eyes back.

“shit- angel, such a tight pussy, all mine” he groans as you clench around him.

his hand goes down to rub at your clit, only thrusting in faster. god if beomgyu was going to fuck you like this everytime you act out, you'll do it again and again. you feel his dick twitch inside of you, alerting that he was about to cum.

“daddy! fuck wan' you to cum inside please-mm!” you beg. daddy? now that was new. but seemingly enough to fill you up to the brim. “princess, gonna make you say that again” he groans as he flips you on your stomach, ass up in the air. he enters your throbbing pussy again, slamming his hips to yours the sounds of skin slapping against skin clouding your head. “sweet girl- fuck, your cunt's sucking my cock in so good” he grunts as pulls you back to kiss you.

you moan into the kiss as he enters his tongue inside our mouth, hand gripping your jaw as he deepens it. you pull back, a tight coil forming inside your stomach. “daddy! ah- harder! please! mmh!” you spurt out as he does exactly that. “yeah? shit— harder? wan' daddy to fuck you harder, fill you up?” he asks, slapping your ass for a response.

“yes! wan' you to fill me up again! fuck- right there gyu-” that does it for him, you creaming all over his cock while his filled you up, warm cum leaking down your legs.

“shit– did i go too hard princess?” he asks out of breath, you simply shake your head, whispering a ‘i loved it’. he pulls out, smiling at the mess made of the sheets. you turn around to kiss him, “i'm sorry i was horny” you mutter against his lips, he chuckles at you, “it's okay, don't do that again unless you don't wanna walk for a week” he whispers as you playfully hit him on the chest.

he picks you up in bridal style, walking towards the bathroom, you'll need to shower and definitely change the sheets. thinking of how often you'll need to change them now that beomgyu's home. you're just happy he's back now, you'll get to wake up next to him now.

a good day spent. in your opinion atleast.

[veryberryjelly]

request ; @diorrfairy; can i get 25. kissing hip bones i repeat kissing hip bones with art donaldson !!

art donaldson x reader

prompts ; ' kissing hip bones i repeat kissing hip bones '

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

while there were many benefits to dating a tennis player, attending functions was not one of them.

a lot of people would love to get dressed up, go to a fancy event with their partner and spend the night drinking, but both yourself and art would much rather just stay home and order in.

you enjoyed each others company more than others.

but unfortunately neither of you could get out of it tonight.

which was why you were finishing off curling your hair in the bathroom while art tied up his shoes sat on the bed.

" we could say i got hurt during practice "

the entire time the two of you had been getting ready, art had been offering up excuses you could give to the organiser to get out of it and every time you had the same sort of answer.

a soft laugh fell from your lips as you set the curler down on the counter, switching it off at the socket.

" baby, there is no way we can get out of it. " you relented, waking through to the bedroom, your bare feet padding against the carpet. " but we only have to be there for an hour or two and then we can come home "

art lifted his eyes when you came to stand infront of him and for a moment he was glad that they had been invited to this event.

you looked absolutely ethereal.

your dress complimented your skin beautifully, the thin material allowing him to see every curve of your body.

when he lifted his hands to slide up your thighs, ruffling the material slightly, he realised how soft it was beneath his fingertips.

his hands slid up from your thighs to your hips, pulling you those few steps closer to him, his head tilted back and his gorgeous blue and brown eye staring up at you with something you recognised as 'complete and utter adoration' as he so eloquently put it.

" you look absolutely stunning, baby " he whispered, his voice slightly hoarse from the amount of restraint he was having to put to use to prevent himself from pulling this dress off of you.

" is the promise of getting to take this off later enough to get you out the door ?" you questioned, your hands sliding up into his mess of strawberry curls.

he didnt seem to hear you, his lips moving to press light kisses against the silky fabric, his lips moving from your stomach and down to your pelvis.

you were so entranced with the sight of him so addicted to the feeling of the fabric against his skin, that you didnt notice his hands lifting your dress from the floor and up your thighs.

" art " you prompted, trying to pull him out of his euphoric state as he tried to pull your dress up over your ass.

that was when you had to step back and let the fabric fall down to the floor again, causing him to snap out of his daze.

you sat down on the floor infront of him and began to slide your feet into your heels while you spoke.

" 2 hours, and then we can come home and i'll even keep the dress on for a little while if you want " you bargained. seeing how he reacted to you in the dress, you thought the promise of some private time with you in the outfit might get him out the door.

" fine, 2 hours " he said, standing from the bed and offering his hands out to pull you from the floor after you had put your shoes on.

---

as you promised, after two hours at the event, you and art said your goodbyes and headed to the car, arts hands already all over you as you walked to the car.

you managed to keep him off of you until you got back to your place, but the minute the door was shut, he had his hands pawing at the fabric of your dress, pulling it up to bunch at your waist so he could grasp at you properly.

his hands went to your ass, your arms looped around his neck and your lips only disconnected for air every few seconds.

a small yelp fell from your lips when your feet were lifted from the ground and your legs wrapped around art's torso, holding on tightly as he brought you both to the bedroom, setting you down on the mattress with a small bounce.

he knelt down to undo your shoes and drop them onto the floor, his lips pressing to your ankles, then your shins.

he continued up your body, pulling your dress up as he went.

when he reached your thighs you lifted your ass slightly to help him move the fabric but you watched in amusement as his head pulled out from under the dress.

he didnt hesitate to push the silky material up over your hips so it bunched up just above your belly button.

his eyes flamed as he presses a feather light kiss to your stomach, following down the same path as he had previously by pressing a light kiss to your pelvis.

he moved to the left, his lips trailing a path towards your hip bone as he pulled down the fabric of your panties, doing the same to each side.

once your panties joined your shoes in the pile forming on the floor, you were absolutely done for

[ashwhowrites]

Hey, if you hadn't already done something like this, I was wondering if you'll write Eddie x Popular!Henderson!R, where they're sneaking around behind Dustin's back.... 1. Because Dustin looks up to him and they're friends and 2. She's not ready to let everyone know just yet (wanting to live in ignorant bliss just a little while longer before she falls under scrutiny for falling for "the freak").

And so, when one of her friends decides to hook her up on a date, she can't exactly refuse, so she goes along with it to shut her up, without letting Eddie know, of course. And during a game of dnd, Dustin let's it slip where you are for the night, unknowingly sending Eddie into a spiral, thinking she's cheating and that's why she wants to keep them a secret and after having an internal battle, he cuts the campaign short, surprising everyone, and he crashes her date, with hellfire in toe, demanding answers. And then everyone finds out and she explains blah blah and they live happily ever after. Sorry, this was long xx

This was so fun! I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻

Dustin's friend

When Dustin said he found a new friend, that was yet again years older than him, Y/N wasn't too pleased. First, it was Steve, and now a guy named Eddie. But when Y/N met Eddie for the first time, she couldn't care less about the age gap between him and her brother, all that mattered was that he was around her age and single.

Eddie still wasn't sure how he managed to get Dustin's hot popular sister to go out with him. Whatever he did, he thanked god for it because having Y/N on his lap with her tongue down his throat was his heaven.

"Missed you so much," Y/N whined, her hips moving against Eddie's as she yanked off his shirt.

"Fuck, I missed you too." Eddie moaned as Y/N sucked down his chest. She left her marks to travel south until she was just above his boxers.

"MOM WANTS YOU," Dustin screamed as he pounded on Y/N's locked door.

"Damn it," Eddie sighed and hung his head.

"BE RIGHT THERE," Y/N screamed back, she sighed and stood up. She handed Eddie his shirt with a sad smile. "Sorry, Eds."

"Fuckers are giving me blue balls. Are you sure we can't tell him? Maybe he'd stop interrupting as much." Eddie glared towards the door. He stood up and threw on his jeans.

"You know I'm not ready for all of that yet." Y/N sighed.

"Fine, I'll go home and finish the old-fashioned way." Eddie joked, smirking as he walked backward to her window, his eyes on her.

"Maybe I'll come over and join you, later." She winked. She kissed Eddie goodbye and waited for him to leave. Then she went to see what her mom wanted.

~~~

Y/N knew hiding her relationship with Eddie was hard and tiring. And she felt guilty every time she had to act like Eddie wasn't everything to her. But she was scared. She was scared to take away Dustin's friend, worried she overstepped. She was terrified it would ruin their friendship because of the bro code. And selfishly, she was scared of the damage it would do to her social life.

"I'm telling you, he has been begging me for a date with you. You are single and have no reason to say no." Chrissy whined.

"My reason to say no is that I don't want to," Y/N said, rolling her eyes as she slammed her locker shut.

She whined when Chrissy followed.

"Like you have anything going on tomorrow night, anyway?" Chrissy argued, her eyes taunting.

Y/N technically had nothing going on tomorrow, Dustin and Eddie had hellfire so both boys were busy.

"Stop thinking of an excuse and just go. Then if you hate it, I will never set you up again." Chrissy promised.

"Deal," Now Y/N could get Chrissy off her back.

~~~

"We are kicking ass today! I wish Y/N were here to see it." Dustin cheered. Y/N had spent more time watching Hellfire since she had to pick Dustin up anyway.

"Why isn't she?" Eddie asked, he prayed it sounded casual. He read ahead on his notes to look like he didn't care too much.

"On a date." Dustin shrugged, playing his next move. No one had the table had any idea that sentence sent Eddie into a panic. Sweat on his forehead as his leg shook beneath the table.

His girlfriend was on a date, with another guy.

It all made sense, she wanted him to be a secret because she was seeing someone. Dustin knew about the guy, and he couldn't know about Eddie. Because then her secret would be exposed. Like it just was.

"Where?" Eddie snapped, his angry tone had the table looking at him in seconds.

"Enzo's," Dustin said confused.

"Get in the van," Eddie snapped as he grabbed his keys.

~

The rest of hellfire sat confused as Eddie raced to the restaurant. He was silent but gripped the wheel until his knuckles were white. The boys followed as Eddie stormed out of the van and into the restaurant.

Eddie felt a wave of heartache flood in his chest when he saw her with him with his own eyes. She looked beautiful as she talked about something he couldn't hear.

"Why are we here? Why do you care about my sister?" Dustin asked, but Eddie already was moving.

His heavy boots hit the floor hard, and his hand slammed on the table. The couple jumped and fear showed in Y/N's eyes when Eddie leaned down to her level.

Face to face, Eddie's hard breathing smacked Y/N's face. She twiddled her thumbs nervously as she saw hellfire behind him. Her brother watching with confusion.

"Eddie, what are you doing?" She said through clenched teeth, trying to keep the conversation between them.

"Demanding why the fuck my girlfriend is on a date with another guy." Eddie snapped, his eyes dark as he glared at her. She knew he had every right to be mad, but she didn't want a scene.

She stood up, and Eddie straightened up. His eyes haven't left her, not even glancing at the stranger across from her.

"Can I please explain later? In private." She whispered, her eyes looking over Eddie's shoulder as the boys watched.

"No, I'm tired of this private shit. Explain right here, right now. Or we are done." Eddie threatened. He didn't want to break up, he wished on every star above him there was a way to make this relationship work.

"Eddie please." She whispered, her watery eyes pleading for him to back off until they could talk. "Not right now in front of everyone." Eddie tried to ignore her tears, not letting himself get sucked into her guilt trap.

"Fine, forget it. I'll see you around, Henderson." Eddie said coldly as he nodded and backed off. Y/N felt frozen in her spot as Eddie went out the door.

"Y/N?" Dustin spoke up, his hand reaching towards her.

In seconds she was running out the door.

"What is going on?" the random date asked.

"Shh man," Mike said, sliding into the booth next to him. He pointed out the window, a clear view of the couple. The boys followed, all sitting in the big booth as they stared out the window.

~

"I'm sorry! I got scared but please." Y/N cried as she tugged on Eddie's arm.

"Scared because you got caught. I can't believe you could do this to me. What about all that love bullshit? This is what you do when you love someone?" Eddie argued, hot tears in his eyes.

"I do love you! Nothing between us is bullshit. Chrissy was on my back for weeks about going on a date with this guy! I never agreed until she said If I went on it, she'd never do it again! I promise you I was just trying to get her off my back. I was going to tell her I hated it and finally have peace of just being with you."

"You know what else brings peace? Finally admitting to other people that you are in love with me," Eddie said sadly, "I'm tired of being your secret. I can't keep doing it."

Y/N sobbed as she reached forward and held his face in her hands.

"I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I'll tell Dustin and everyone. Please just give me a chance to make this up to you." Y/N begged, Eddie sniffled as he looked into her eyes.

"I love you too," he smiled, and Y/N felt relief in her bones. "You took a chance on me, so I'll take the chance on you."

Y/N smiled and leaned forward, Eddie met her halfway and smashed his lips on hers. His hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer.

~

"Oh my god!" The boys all said at once, the random date was long gone.

"Eddie and my sister?"

"Dude! Eddie is banging your sister!" Mike teased

"Is he touching her ass?" Lucas gasped as he moved closer to the window

"Oh, that is so much tongue." Gareth chuckled.

"Our boy is making out with a popular girl!" Jeff cheered, high fives all around the table, except for Dustin who sat in a state of shock.

~

"YOU ARE SCREWING MY SISTER?"

Eddie and Y/N jumped as Dustin screamed.

"DUSTIN!" Y/N screamed as Dustin ran straight into Eddie and took him to the ground.

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[sebscore]

Can you write something with Kimi in his Alfa Romeo seasons and driver!reader? I miss him so much :(

GIDDY GOODBYES 

pairings: raikkonen family x driver!reader

author's note: is this inspired by that cute antonio and kimi moment in abu dhabi '21? Yes. i miss him too :((

masterlist

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''You want to swap helmets later?'' Kimi asked her, the sound of screaming and applauding fans surrounding them as they stood on the moving bus. 

Her eyes widened as the question left his lips, surprised that the Alfa Romeo driver would want to do the tradition with her. ''Uh, yeah, sure. I would love to.'' Her slightly open mouth turned into a bright smile. 

''Rianna has been asking for you the entire week so you can see her then as well.'' The Finn grinned. The female driver had been Kimi's daughter's favourite driver since the girl had started attending the F1 races. 

Y/N chuckled at his words. ''I'll bring some merch for her and Ace.'' 

''Really? That's very sweet, they'll like it a lot.'' Kimi appreciated all the time she would spend with his kids, knowing the joy it brought to them. 

''I love spoiling my fans,'' she smiled, ''as long as I get like a cool helmet from you, though! I'm very particular about my collection.'' 

The young woman was known for all the helmets of other drivers she had received over the years. She had proudly shown them off in a livestream after someone asked about the drivers she had swapped helmets with, even admitting she had to buy several extra shelves to store all of them. 

''I was told, I'll do my best.'' Kimi laughed, recalling someone from the Alfa Romeo team telling him about the driver's special collection as soon as he informed them about his desire to swap helmets with her. 

The Iceman didn't disappoint, gifting her one of his more unique helmet designs of the season with a short, but sentimental message written on the side: ''You've proven them wrong. Keep going. Stay smiling.'' His signature penned under it. 

Y/N had written a longer goodbye: ''Thank you for all the great races you have given us. It was an honour to share the track with you these last years. Good luck with your ice cubes, Iceman :)'' 

They mumbled a ''thank you'' towards each other as they handed one another their helmets, reading the messages with soft smiles on their faces. The pair posed for a picture together, their own respective team's photographers and Kimi's wife, Minttu, snapping a photo of them. 

''I'm gonna miss your silence.'' Y/N chuckled, causing others to do so as well. 

''I will miss your loudness.'' Kimi retorted, having everyone laugh even harder at his blunt and witty response. 

The Finn reached out to her with his free arm, initiating a hug with the young woman. She was caught off guard. The man had never offered her an embrace before- their physical interactions only going as far as a fistbump. 

She accepted, wrapping her own free arm briefly around him and resting her hand on his back. Kimi patted her own back a few times. 

The pair pulled back, satisfied smiles on both their faces. The Alfa Romeo driver crouched down next to his daughter. ''We will see her soon, okay?'' He reassured Rianna, who didn't take her eyes off the female driver as she absentmindedly nodded to what her father was saying. 

''You can visit me and we can eat a lot of food together.'' Y/N told the small girl. Rianna smiled brightly at her words, nodding her head. 

''Say bye bye to Y/N.'' Kimi whispered to her. 

Rianna stepped out of her father's arms. ''Bye bye, Y/N.'' The little girl skipped over to her, jumping into the older woman's embrace. ''Bye bye.'' Y/N kissed the side of Rianna's head, touched by the youngest Raikkonen's love. 

As the girls pulled apart, Kimi picked his daughter up- facing his, now, former competitor. ''Have a safe trip home, okay?'' 

Y/N nodded, appreciating his concern. ''You guys too.'' 

Minttu stepped forward, also offering the woman a hug. ''We wish you the best next season. We'll continue to root for you.'' She smiled, stating her support for the female driver. 

''Thank you so much, and have a nice Christmas together.'' Y/N said to her, appreciating that their family would continue rooting for her. She also high-fived a shy looking Robin who clinged to his mother. 

''We'll call, okay?'' Kimi mimicked a phone with his hand, looking at her. She nodded her head, delighted the man wanted to continue having contact with her. 

''We will.'' 

[thehusbandoden]

You Flinch During an Argument -Hawks

My confidence for this series is like at a 2 outta 10 but I can't really take it back now sooo ig I'll just continue to write. I hope someone's enjoying it </3

Hurt to Comfort | 1,097 words

Warnings!: Mentions of arguing, flinching, mention of someone beating up on themselves (Hawks), Hawks' name used. Let me know if I miss any <3

Dabi | Hawks | Todoroki Shoto | Bakugo Katsuki | Midoriya Izuku | Shigaraki Tomura | Aizawa Shota | Amajiki Tamaki | Kirishima Eijiro | Shinso Hitoshi

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His heart will stop as soon as he sees you recoiling from him.

He was planning on simply taking your hand to ground you both.

He'll softly ask if you're okay and what you need from him.

You need him to leave you alone? Sure thing, he'll be busy cussing himself out in the kitchen- doing those stupid dishes the argument started.

Want comfort? Don't worry, he'll hold you for hours upon hours, accomanying each peck with a soft apology.

He'll get very upset with himself and will be very reserved and somewhat cold for the next week or so.

He keeps thinking back to that one movement from you.

And no matter what he was planning on doing and how you said that you knew he wasn't going to hurt you, he can't get the idea that you flinched because of him out of his head.

You finally have enough when he leaves for a mission and only gives you a peck on the lips, no extra cuddles, kisses, hugs, compliments, or tickle fights the entire week he was preparing to leave.

Right as he was saying his goodbye his eyes were as cold as ever, holding no liveliness in the honey depths.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" You pout, crossing your arms across your chest.

And that was quite normal for the two of you.

He would chuckle and swoop you in his winged embrace, kissing your lips before inhaling the scent of your shampoo, kissing your forehead as he did so. "I love you, and I miss you already", "You're so goregous.. don't find someone better when I'm gone, mkay?", "I cannot wait to see your smiling face when I get back" were some of the things he would whisper to you as he hugged you, mentally bracing himself for the long week or more that he would be apart from you.

But now? All he did was glance around before giving you a negative response, informing you he had everything.

"A-aren't you going to kiss me?" You ask, emotions getting the best of you.

He then came and gave you a small, fleeting peck to the lips before heading out with another hushed 'goodbye'.

You then labored to figure out how to help him for the next three weeks, until he finally came home to you.

As Keigo's hand made its way towards you you recoiled back out of instinct, not fear. You would never fear your Keigo.

But did he know that?

Terror consumed Keigo as soon as he saw you flinch.. were you.. scared of him?

His heart beat faster against his chest as sweat protruded from his body... you were scared of him... he scared you.

Forcing himself to get a grip and focus on you, Keigo weakly asked, "Y-y/n... did you think I was going to hit you?"

You immedietly shook your head no, and made your way to him, one hand on his cheek. "No baby, I know you would never hit me. I don't know why I flinched, I guess it was just instinct. I'm not scared of you."

"O-oh.. well do you want me to leave you alone or.."

"I would love it if you would cuddle me. We can talk more later, right now we both just need one another." At that, Keigo nodded before making his way towards your shared bedroom, holding your hand in his trembling one.

Since then, Keigo has been a wreck.

He doesn't eat properly, he doesn't sleep properly, and he's not his usual chipper self. He's a lot more cold towards you, sitting on the other side of the living room instead of right next you, he does the dishes, laundry, vaccuming, and any other kind of chore you can think of without playfully bantering with you like usual, he avoids starting arguments, always just agreeing to whatever you were saying, and he hardly touches you.

If you want a kiss before he goes to work, you need to ask for one, and then you'll get a small peck on the lips, and sometimes just your forehead.

You want cuddles after having a nightmare? You're going to have to deal with you clinging onto him for comfort while he awkwardly rubs your shoulders.

He's miserable, punishing himself for a simple reaction from you.

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"I'm leaving y/n." Keigo called, picking up his bags and suitcase, entirely ready to leave.

"Wait! Wait!" You exclaim, dashing into the enterance way. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"I have everything needed for the trip." Keigo muttered, honey eyes cold.

As Keigo turned to leave your emotions went out of whack, Keigo is really messed up if he won't kiss you before a three week mission.

"C-can I get a kiss?" You ask quietly, emotions ready to leak any minute.

Keigo just walked towards you, pecking your lips once, before walking out of the door with a quick "goodbye".

As soon as the door closed you fell onto your knees, overcome with emotions. Your Keigo was truly broken. He hadn't even said 'I love you'.

~

Three weeks later Keigo came home, and you had a plan in mind. You would simply sit him down and have a talk with him, ask him what's bothering him, get him to talk, comfort him, and then reassure him. Then, things would be back to normal.

But that bird just had to ruin all of your hardwork.

As soon as Keigo stepped through the door he jumped on top of you, dropping the two of you onto the livingroom floor.

"K-Keigo?"

"Oh y/n I am so so sorry! I was so focussed on my worry about you that they sent me home and then I decided to go take a vacation and clear my head- and I realized how cold I've been to you! I didn't even give you a kiss- or, or say I love you- y/n I am so very very sorry." Keigo exclaimed, burying his face into your chest pitifully.

"Oh baby what changed? I was going to sit you down and make you talk it out unil you were normal again."

"I thought about it over and over again- and I realized that you're not acting scared of me. If you were you would be quiet and would want to stay away from me and not start those silly arguments you keep tryin' to pull." Keigo pouted, pecking your lips once he was done talking.

"Keigo.. you still haven't said it."

"Said wha- oh I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you!~"

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Request: Maybe reader has very severe period cramps and Rafe takes reader with him to Barry's house and like... to get her something strong but not too strong? Anyway though like maybe reader slips into little space there?

Warnings: drugs (It's not even mentioned what exactly), severe period pain

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Rafe didn't know what to do. He has been comforting you for what feels like hours but you just couldn't stop crying, curled up in yourself on the bed and clutching your stomach.

He kept rubbing your back, feeling awful not being able to help with the pain, he's a problem solver after all but not even the painkillers could stop the murderous cramps you're experiencing right now. You try to stay big, knowing you would be even more emotional and whine more than you already are.

"Why don't you try and sleep for a bit, hm?" He suggests, pressing a soft kiss on your shoulder.

"Can't." You whimper. "Hurts too much..."

Rafe sighs, running a hand through his hair. He pulls his phone out, typing away for a few minutes and when he got the message he was hoping for he kissed the side of your head, getting off the bed.

That instantly got your attention, sitting up despite the stinging pain, pouting at him. "Where are you going?"

"Gonna get you something else to help with the pain. I'll be back soon."

"Wait! I wanna go with you." You shuffle towards the edge of the bed, getting up as well. Rafe puts his hands on your shoulders trying to coax you to sit back down.

He laughs. "Hell no-"

The way you cross your arms and glare at him lets him know that it's very dangerous to try and reason with you with your current mood swings right now.

He groans, giving in despite his better judgement. You don't mean to be so moody and defiant but you just want to stay close to Rafe at any given moment, is that so wrong?

Standing before Barry's front door you cling onto Rafe's arm, cheek smushed against his bicep. He knocks firmly on the door and it opens a moment later, revealing Barry with a cigarette between his lips.

"What's up, country club." They greet each other and Barry's gaze goes to you pressed into Rafe's side. "See you brought ya princess with you."

You just wave while Rafe rolls his eyes. "You gonna let us in now or...?"

Once inside Rafe sits down on the worn out couch, pulling you down to sit on his lap, his hand resting protectively on your thigh.

"A'ight, what do ya need from me, the usual?" Barry asks sitting down on the armchair across from you both.

"Nah. Just something to help with her cramps. Painkillers are just not doing it for her." Rafe nods down to you and you decide to occupy yourself by playing with his ring, feeling slightly embarrassed...and small.

"Ya think I'm a fuckin' pharmacy or somethin'?"

Rafe just pulls a few rolled bills, tossing it on the coffee table. "Think you can help me out now?"

Barry takes the money and stands up, walking in another room.

You pull your head up from Rafe's shoulder to look him in the eyes, whispering softly. "Gonna get medicine now, daddy?"

His eyes widen in surprise, even though he should have known this would happen he had hoped you would last until you're back home.

"Yeah, but you gotta come back to me now, just for a little longer okay?" He stresses a little, cursing under his breath at the look you give him. You usually don't regress while being out and about but today it seems that you just couldn't hold it back anymore. "Shit- a'ight. Just- Just stay quiet, we'll go as soon as daddy gets your medicine."

You simply nod, resting your head against him again. Just as Rafe stops you from putting your thumb in your mouth Barry walks back in, holding out a baggie that had some pills in it.

Rafe gently moves you off his lap, standing up to take the baggie. He pockets it quickly, holding his hand out for you while thanking Barry, saying his goodbyes and walks outside with you towards his truck.

As you reach it he opens the door for you. When you are seated he shuts the door and walks to the driver's side, climbs in and starts the engine, pulling out the driveway. He looks at you and sees your bottom lip wobbling, quickly reaching a hand out to caress your cheek tenderly.

"I promise you'll feel better when we're back home." He says, now grabbing your hand to kiss the back of it, focusing back on the road.

He'll always find a way to make sure you're all happy and content.

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[evermoresversion]

hii i want to request a jj imagine. so the reader knows that jj is in love with kie. she sees it the way jj looks at kie, always laughs at her jokes and obv hits on her. and when john b and sarah are an nassau jj tries to hook up with the reader cause he’s rlly sad abt kie and pope yk. but reader rejects him. she tells him that she won’t fuck with him until kie likes him back. even though she rlly liked him. before walking off she says “one day she’s gonna see you the way i see you. just give kie some time to find the right glasses“ (yk everybody says you see the world with pink glasses when you’re in love) reader and jj stay rlly good friends and come closer than ever and poguelandia. poguelandia was the dream of both of them. then instead of kie the reader gets taken to kitty hawk. when jj saves her he finally tells her how she feels and says “kiara found the right glasses too late. i’ve put on other glasses“ the reader is rlly confused until he asks if she till has the same one on. and she is still in love with jj. then kiss scene yk. i hope you liek my idea!

THE RIGHT GLASSES, JJ MAYBANK.

A/N I really let my imagination run wild with this req. I'm very sorry for the delay.

PAIRING JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS Angsty at first, fluff at the end, suggestive content.

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You could tell you had always been in love with JJ.

From the first time you saw him playing in a park in the cut with a rock and he hit himself on the head with it.

Yeah, you were completely in love with him.

But you weren't blind, you had always noticed the way he saw Kiara and laughed at her jokes or protected her.

Sometimes you wished you were her.

"Hey what's up?" John B asked, sitting next to you at the bonfire at the Chateau and you shook your head looking at the liquid left in your glass.

"It's nothing." You denied, trying to make light of it, showing your friend a smile but he didn't believe you because he saw the way you saw JJ. He always noticed it.

"All right, bug." He gave your shoulder a friendly shook and stood up to walk over to Sarah where JJ then took his place.

"Do you want me to take you home now?"

You nodded goodbye to everyone and then found yourself behind on JJ's motorcycle.

When you both arrived he helped you down and there was a tense silence between the two of you.

"Well, I'll see you later." You said goodbye and walked towards the entrance of the house.

"Yeah, bye." He uttered awkwardly and got back on his motorcycle, leaving.

The next few months passed quietly without any drama except for the gold. In addition to the disappearance of Sarah and John B.

During that period of time Pope started some kind of situationship with Kiara and JJ was clearly affected.

While they were doing their thing, JJ tried to get closer to you to find some kind of distraction until one night he even tried to kiss you.

"No." You sighed, turning your face away from his, prompting him to sigh in frustration.

Despite all this time, you still liked JJ but you weren't going to let him use you while Kiara decided whether to be with him or not.

"I'm not going to fuck you or whatever just to be your distraction. No, I'm not going to do that." You shook your head with a wry smile, staring at your feet and playing with your hands.

"Forgive me."

You looked into his blue eyes that shone under the moonlight and saw adoration reflected in his eyes but not love towards you.

"I don't have anything to forgive you for."

You stood up from the log where you were both sitting and dusted off your clothes. Before leaving you looked at him.

"Someday she's gonna see you the way I see you." You shrugged your shoulders. "Just give Kie some time to find the right glasses."

After that you both didn't mention anything about it again but little by little both became even closer.

You were even the one who saved him when he almost drowned.

In Pogueland there was not a second that you both did not pass by with each other. You fished together, gathered whatever food you could together, everything.

"This is like a dream come true" you uttered as you were both staring at the stars lying on the ground. "Except I miss showers."

You both laughed and you felt his hand reach for yours.

"Yes, it's a dream come true."

You turned your face to look at him and found that he was already looking at you, making you smile.

The days passed and passed and neither of you worried about whether or not you were going to leave that island.

Until they finally got you out of there and it was no secret to anyone that you and JJ didn't want to leave, but you had to.

"I just got back, and you're trying to send me away again?" you said in disbelief, looking at your parents who had informed you that they were sending you to boarding school.

"Sweetheart, it's for your own good, you can't keep doing this kind of thing." Your father started.

"Those friends of yours are a bad influence."

You laughed, in disbelief, and when you tried to leave your mother interrupted you.

"You're going to do what we say, we're your parents."

"Yeah, whatever."

Of course the first place you went was to JJ's now empty house since Luke had gone to where JJ had always wanted to escape.

"No, they can't send you away."

You sighed, pacing the porch of the house.

"I don't want to get away from y'all."

JJ stood up from where he was standing and gently grabbed your face.

"It's not going to happen, as long as I'm here I'm going to stop them from taking you."

You hugged him tightly and felt his strong arms wrap around you as well.

Weeks passed and there was no sign that your parents were still pursuing the idea of taking you to Kitty Hawk, as the boarding school was called, but you still remained cautious.

The guys already had a plan to go to Orinoco to look for El Dorado and escape to South America. After a meeting at the dock, everyone spread out to go pack their things.

"Hey, y/n."

You stopped and looked at him with a kind smile.

You could feel Kiara's gaze on both of you but neither of you paid much attention to her.

"I needed to tell you something but I'd better tell you on the plane."

You nodded and left a kiss on his cheek and then went home.

Big mistake.

There was a van outside your house with the Kitty Hawk logo on it. You immediately felt your heart race at the thought that they were there to take you.

But before you could even think about running away, your parents had already seen you.

You tried to run away but when you turned around you collided with someone.

"Don't worry, we don't want to hurt you."

"No, mom!"

Your parents approached where you were and your mother looked at you.

"It's for your own good."

"Stop saying that! This is not for my good!" You exclaimed, trying to get out of the man's grip but they were already taking you to the truck.

"Sorry."

You heard her say to the distance with a broken voice and all you knew afterwards was that they were already taking you away from there.

Back with the boys, JJ was starting to get desperate because everyone was there except you.

"Where is she?"

John B looked at JJ, knowing that he would surely know.

"Her parents threatened to take her to boarding school weeks ago."

JJ without thinking twice turned to John B.

"Give me Twinkie's keys, I'll go get her."

"JJ, no."

"Dude, his parents already hate me."

John B hesitated but sighed relenting and offered him the keys.

"Thanks JB, give me an hour." JJ mentioned, running over to where Twinkie was, climbing through the window.

"One hour JJ!" Sarah exclaimed.

When the blonde arrived the only thing he found was your mother being hugged by your father, and then he guessed what was happening.

When he arrived, your father took it upon himself to tell him to leave.

"She's not here."

"Where is she?" JJ was starting to get desperate.

"We sent her to a place to recover what you guys destroyed."

"You sent her to that boarding school, didn't you?"

He didn't need a response to know, he just got back into the Twinkie and left.

On the way, JJ demired a plan to get you out of there.

When he arrived, he talked to the director of the place and somehow let you know that he was there.

At night you couldn't close your eyes until you heard a male voice murmuring.

“Have you seen a girl with...?”

“JJ?”

His gaze immediately shot at you, causing your breathing to get stuck in your lungs and your heart beating with speed when you saw him there.

“Pretty girl.”

You immediately ran to his arms and he greeted you with a hug so strong that he made the air leave your body but you didn't care, much less when you felt his nose sunk in your neck.

You separated from him when all the other girls started cheering, reminding you where you were.

“Shut up!”

JJ murmured screaming being pulled by the arm for you.

When both managed to leave the place safe and sound, you finally stopped to process what had happened.

“You came for me.”

You murmured, looking at him with attention and vulnerability reflected in your gaze.

He just took you by the cheeks, giving them soft caresses.

“I wasn't going to leave without you.”

You put your hand on his and leaned slightly towards him, seeing if that was also what he wanted.

And you knew it when his nose grazed yours.

“I think Kiara has some feelings for you.”

Despite your words, you didn't separate an inch from him.

“She found the right glasses too late, I've put on others. I just hope that person also continues to have those glasses on.”

He looked at you in a way that made you understand that you were the one who was talking about and indirectly asked if you were still in love with him.

And just to confirm it, you finally joined your lips to his, kissing him with everything you had kept all that time.

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[alastor-x-reader-stories]

How about headcanons for luci x reader and alastor x reader where they neglect reader and they have to fix it? I just need some fluffy diabetical sweet hurt-comfort xD if you could please 🙏 ☺️

WAP-BAP-BOOM ALAKAZAM here's a thing. I hope you don't mind I make it pre-relationship because I love me some pining

Lucifer x Reader, Alastor x Reader

Summary: Your friend has been avoiding you lately. You spiral and wonder what you did wrong.

Warnings: Anxiety go brrrrrr. Alastor is a low-key stalker, but not in a creepy way? more like a.... 'i adore you from afar' way. Luci disassociates hardcore. Reader does too.

ALASTOR

Alastor started drifting away when he realized he enjoyed having you around

He couldn't find a twisted justification for it and he just couldn't handle it

He didn't want your soul, he had no real use for you, and yet he wanted you with him

So he pushed you away without much thought.

With no explanation to you, btw

Deer boy mcgee wouldn't be (intentionally) rude or hostile towards you, but certainly more aloof.

Conversations turned into curt greetings and goodbyes

Times spent lounging around in the same room turned into a little wave here and there

Attentive listening to your venting shifted to a 'Well that's not good. Tootaloo!' before he left

The guy didn't even ramble about HIS stuff with you anymore

It hurt.

You didn't know why he was suddenly so distant with you. But surely you did something WRONG, right?

You always do something wrong

So you just had to fix it. But you needed to find out what 'it' was

When you passed by him in the hallway one day, he gave his increasingly-common wave before waltzing right by you-

"Wait, Alastor?"

He glanced at you, tilting his head at an unnatural angle. His smile was too tight.

"Did I....Did I do something wrong?"

His eye twitched.

Absolutely not, he'd think. You could do no wrong in his eyes (though his ethics were slightly askew so that might not mean much)

But you looked absolutely distraught

You were trying to cover it up - you always do - but he could tell.

He watches you a lot

"Of course not, my dear!"

"...why are you avoiding me, then?"

...

Shit.

He didn't have a lie ready and his usual quick wit appears to have failed him

Looking at your eyes. Your lovely, currently tearing up eyes-

No no no no no

He turned his attention to you fully, gently cupping the side of your face in one hand.

"Oh, my dear, no need for the waterworks. You did nothing wrong, I assure you."

"Don't lie to me, please. just- just what did I do? I'll fix it..."

He'd typically murder someone for making you feel like this. However, he was the one making you feel like this so that complicated things.

He leaned down, gently kissing away the forming tears at the corner of your eye.

"Simply...sorting some things out, dearest. You did nothing wrong. I just... Need some space."

Why were you staring at him like that?

Did he say something cruel?

Why was your face such a bright red-

OH.

OH

OH

"Well, i best be off! Let's meet for tea later, yes?"

You numbly agreed and he quickly said another farewell before shadow-travelling to who-knows-where

You gently touched the cheek had had been so gently holding earlier, a small, giddy smile on your lips

"Something to sort out, huh?"

Well. You couldn't wait until he finished that up.

LUCIFER

Lucifer had no intentions of being distant

Unfortunately...that just...kind of happens

Maybe that's why Lillith got sick of him

When you're older than all of humanity, time doesn't quite flow the same for him as it does for you.

Add his tendency to detach himself from everything and that gets even more complicated.

But he was doing so well for a while!

He'd leave his room often, he'd talk to Charlie and the other hotel-people, he'd like. Leave the building sometimes.

Maybe it was because he was doing so well that it seemed to you like he suddenly stopped caring.

Or maybe he was sick of you?

You could be pretty annoying sometimes...

You ramble and hyper-fixate and suck at emoting...

OH SHIT yeah he was...probably sick of you

Several days of being mopey later and Charlie ended up talking with you. When you told her what gives, she pretty much confirmed what you feared.

"AGH! He ALWAYS does this!"

"Hun, take a deep breath. Maybe something happened?" Vaggie said, putting a hand on her girlfriend's shoulder.

Charlie's words already had you spiraling.

He ALWAYS did this?

Was...Lucifer just like that?

Your Luci was like that?

Luckily Nifty happened by at that moment, sweeping up the floor with manic glee.

Her big ol' eye watched the scene and she casually stated

"His majesty hasn't moved for like, four days. I know, I dusted him. He's just staring at the wall like this."

Nifty made her eye go comically larger, mouth pressed into a firm frown. Then her usual expression popped back up and she went back to scrubbing everything.

"....oh." You murmured as Charlie was panicking and screaming how her father was dead.

Vaggie managed to calm her down enough for you to explain what disassociating was.

You had a good amount of experience with it

Charlie proceeded to put her face in her hands and feel horrible.

You went to comfort her, but Vaggie stopped you and motioned to the stairs with a tilt of her head.

Oh....Okay, she got the Charlie and you got the Luci

You scuttled away to Lucifer's room

Lo' and behold, the Nifty was correct.

Kind of.

He wasn't exactly sitting there staring at a wall, but he was hunched over his workdesk with his head in his arms.

You put a hand on his back, between his shoulder blades.

"You okay, Luci?"

It took him a moment to respond, but he did. Looking up at you with rather dull eyes.

Which suddenly turned comically large as he sprang up and flailed about, squishing your face between his hands.

His expression went from numb to panic to absolute rage in a span of a couple seconds and it was giving you whiplash.

"Who made you cry?" He growled..

Who...Oh

Oh yeah you were crying earlier

It was so horribly ironic you laughed, tears spilling down your cheeks. Luci blinked one eye at a time.

Adorable

You explained why you cried- that you thought he was sick of you.

He offered to punch himself in the face.

That made you laugh again and you hugged him without thinking, clinging onto the silly gnome-looking man like you'd be erased if you let go

He returned the gesture in kind.

Lucifer clung onto you, pressing his forehead between your neck and shoulder, laughing in shakey, watery breaths

"What are we even laughing about!?" You cackled, tears still rolling

"No idea but I needed it." Lucifer chuckled. He nuzzled your neck, his breath steadying.

"Thank you, starling." he really needed it.

[girlkisser13]

about you

"do you think i have forgotten?" "do you know think i have forgotten about you?"

pairings: bucky barnes x fem!reader

warnings/tags: angst with a hint of fluff at the end. set in tfatws. the reader refers to bucky as james.

summary: you reunite with the love of your life.

in the heart of brooklyn, under the soft glow of streetlights, you and your fiancée, james buchanan barnes, shared what would become your final night together. the air was thick with the unspoken fear of the unknown, the looming threat of war, and the desperation of a love that had yet to fully blossom. you clutched his hand tightly, your engagement ring glinting faintly in the darkness, a symbol of a future you both hoped to see.

"promise me you'll come back, james," you whispered, your voice trembling.

he smiled, though it didn't reach his eyes. "i promise. i'll always come back to you."

your goodbye was marked by a kiss, full of longing and fear, sealing a promise that fate would soon break.

your story took a darker turn shortly after his departure. selected for the super-soldier serum experiments, you underwent the same harrowing transformation as steve rogers, albeit with an added layer of peril.

the government was eager to see how the serum affected women, and you became their prime subject. the serum coursed through your veins, granting you strength and agility but also a burden you hadn't anticipated.

when steve plunged into the icy depths, you were there, fighting by his side until the end. you were frozen alongside him, your life suspended in the cold embrace of time. decades passed before you were discovered, thawed out much later than steve, only to find that the world you knew was gone and the man you loved was presumed dead.

years blurred together as you tried to find your place in a world that had moved on without you. you worked alongside steve, fighting new battles while mourning the loss of your past life. the pain of losing the love of your life never dulled, a constant ache in your heart.

when steve found out he was alive, it was like a jolt to your system. the news was almost too much to bear, a mixture of hope and dread.

"james?" you whispered, your heart pounding.

steve looked at you, his eyes filled with sympathy. "he's alive, but he's not the same."

your world tilted as you absorbed the news. you had to see him, to know for sure.

when you finally found him, the man you loved was a shadow of his former self. broken, haunted, and unrecognizable.

"don't tell her, steve," he pleaded, his voice raw with desperation. "i don’t want her to see me like this."

"it's too late," you said, stepping out from behind steve. your voice was steady, but your heart was breaking.

his eyes met yours, and for a moment, you saw a flicker of the man you had loved. "james," you whispered, your voice trembling.

his breath hitched at the sound of his name, but then his face hardened. "you shouldn't be here," he said, turning away.

you reached out to touch him, but he flinched, stepping back. "james, please..."

"i'm not the man you remember," he said, his voice filled with pain. "i don’t want you here."

with those words, he walked away, leaving you standing there, your heart shattered into pieces. years had passed since that painful encounter, but the memory still haunted you. you had thrown yourself into your work, trying to forget, but he was always there, a ghost in your thoughts.

when sam called you for backup, you didn't hesitate. you were a soldier, and you knew how to bury your emotions when the mission demanded it. but as you made your way up to zemo's apartment, you couldn't shake the feeling of dread that settled in your stomach.

stepping into the room, your eyes immediately locked onto his. his breath hitched at the sight of you, but you didn't acknowledge him, focusing instead on sam and zemo. the four of you discussed the game plan, the tension in the room palpable.

as you all geared up, he pulled sam aside. "why didn't you tell me she was coming?"

sam shrugged, giving him a knowing look. "i figured it was time you two talked. she's all you ever talk about anyway."

he glanced at you, your eyes meeting briefly before you quickly looked away. his heart ached at the distance between the two of you, a distance that seemed insurmountable.

this unspoken chasm seemed to vanish, though, when the fight with the flag smashers erupted. the fight was intense, the chaos of battle a familiar comfort. you moved with the grace and precision of a trained warrior, your super-soldier abilities making you a formidable opponent. but you could feel his eyes on you, always watching, always worrying.

at one point, someone came at you with a gun from behind. seeing the danger, he rushed over and knocked the attacker unconscious.

"james, i can take care of myself!" you snapped at him, your irritation clear.

"i know, but i just worry about you," he replied, his voice soft, almost pleading.

you scoffed, your eyes narrowing. "you didn't seem to care about me when we last saw each other. why do you suddenly care now?"

he opened his mouth to respond, but you had already turned away, your heart aching with the weight of your unresolved past.

after the battle, he found you leaning against a wall, catching your breath. he approached slowly, his steps hesitant. "y/n, can we talk? please?"

you looked at him, your eyes guarded. "you have five minutes."

he took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "i'm so sorry for how i treated you. i was lost, and i didn't want you to see me like that."

"when steve told me you were alive, i was terrified you wouldn't remember me. that you wouldn’t remember us," you said, your voice trembling with emotion.

he reached out, taking your hands gently in his. "do you really think i could ever forget you? the thought of seeing you again was the only thing that kept me going when i was being brainwashed. i kept imagining our wedding, our life together."

tears welled up in your eyes as you listened. "i did the same thing."

"i always hoped i would find my way back to you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

"then why did you leave me?" you asked, your voice breaking. "if you loved me as much as i loved you?"

he looked down, shame flooding his eyes. "i wanted to find the man you fell in love with. that's why i went to wakanda. i needed to be better for you."

you shook your head, tears streaming down your face. "you could have asked me to come with you. or at least said goodbye. do i really mean that little to you?"

"no!" he said vehemently, his grip on your hands tightening. "you mean everything to me. i was just... i was afraid. i didn't want you to see me like that, to see how broken i was."

he dropped to his knees, still holding your hands. "i’m on my hands and knees y/n. just like i was when i asked you to marry me. please, give me another chance."

a tearful laugh escaped you, and you pulled him up, looking into his eyes. "i forgive you, james."

he cupped your face, leaning in to kiss you passionately. when you broke apart, he rested his forehead against yours. "god, i've missed you."

you laughed softly, the sound like music to his ears. "i've missed the sound of your laugh."

his eyes closed in a dazed smile as you touched his face. "i missed your eyes."

he opened his eyes at your words, the warmth of your touch making him smile.

he kissed you again, the world fading around the two of you. but just as you were lost in each other, a familiar voice interrupted your moment.

"hey lovebirds, we've got work to do," sam called out, smirking.

you broke apart, smiles on your faces. he took your hand, squeezing it gently. "we'll finish this later."

you nodded, "yes, we will."

as the two of you regrouped with sam and zemo, the weight of your past began to lift, replaced by the promise of a future you could finally begin to build together. he couldn't stop looking at you, his heart full for the first time in decades.

"are you okay?" sam asked, his voice low enough for only him to hear.

he nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "yeah, i think I will be."

the battle wasn't over, but the both you had already won something more important. you had found your way back to each other again. and together, you could face anything.

last that night, after the dust had settled and your enemies were subdued, the two of you found a quiet corner away from prying eyes.

"i can't believe you're really here," he said softly, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

you smiled, leaning into his touch. "i'm here, james. and i'm not going anywhere."

he pulled her into his arms, holding you close. "i love you. i’ve never stopped loving you."

"i love you too," you whispered, your voice full of emotion.

you stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, knowing that the road ahead wouldn't be easy, but at least you would face it together.

"james," you whispered, the name rolling off your tongue like a prayer.

you were the only one who still called him james, a name that reminded him of a simpler time, of the man he used to be. he closed his eyes, savoring the sound. "i love it when you call me that."

you smiled, resting your head against his chest. "you'll always be james to me."

he held you tighter, his heart swelling with love. "and you'll always be my everything."

in that moment, surrounded by the chaos of a world that had changed so much, the two of you found solace in each other, your love a beacon guiding the both of you through the darkness. and as you stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, you knew that no matter what came next, the two of you would face it together, just as you always had.

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Congrats you're a dad! Dean x reader one shot!

Summary: Dean Winchester the man who came and went that seemed like in a blink of an eye. But he left some thing behind your Daughter.

Paring: Dean x reader

word count: 2.4k

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Warnings: swearing, MILD SMUT, Feelings all around

AN/ So I got very inspired by seeing posts of how Dean deserved to be a dad! Here is my story of that and this would take place after season 15 so he is alive and happy! Hope you enjoy!

Six Years since I last saw Dean Winchester, the man that came and left in an blink of an eye. The charming yet somewhat earnest type that I always fell for helped that he was hot as hell. Those crystal green eyes, white prince smile, glitter freckle kissed skin that almost made you believe in miracles. I was the waitress at the restaurant where he and his partner went every night while they were in town trying to find a missing person and thankfully they did but with that came a goodbye. But he did leave me with something, not an std but our daughter.

I wanted to tell him so many times but how was I supposed to tell this barely a familiar hook up that he had a kid. When he left he told me that he liked me and maybe if he was staying around we could try something but he wasn't. I found out I was pregnant with Bella two weeks later. So was I really going to tell a guy I didn't even really know that he was a dad and potentially ruin his career and break my heart if he told me to screw off. The answer was no.

So here I was six years later with the best little girl in the world and trying my best. “Hey mom could you please pick Bella up? I have to pick up this shift.” I was balancing my phone between my shoulder and ear while my hands were full of plates of food while I was widing through the sticky tables. “Of course sweetie I'll see you at eight.” My mom has been my biggest supporter since the day I was pregnant.”Ok thank you so much love you bye oh and don’t let her eat so much ice cream again she threw up all over the couch last time.” “I'm her grandma, I'm supposed to spoil her.” “Bye Mom.” I said in a loving jokey way. 

It was almost seven thirty when I was walking up to my table and had just gotten satten. I was carrying two glasses of water to the table when I heard a voice that I thought I would never hear again. “Oh Hey Y/n right? You're still working here, that's cool.” I look up and drop the water. It was Dean fucking Winchester. “Whoa you okay?” he swooped down to help pick up the pieces of now broken glasses. I can’t even look at him. “Hey Y/n” He grabbed my hand I didn’t realize but it was bleeding. “Are you okay?” I barely get a word out. “Hey can I get a towel or bandaid please!?”

He called out and a co-worker ran over. “Is she okay?” “Dean, I'm fine.” My friend’s eyes widened knowing that name. “Uh, why don't you take a break? I'll bring more waters” I begged with my body for her to stay but she ignored me knowing that was not her place. We sat down in the booth. I kept staring at my bloody hand hoping it was a terrible nightmare but then he spoke again.

“I know it's been a while since I've been here but I swear that I had good reason to. I had to take care of something that took longer than expected. I wanted to come back. I've missed this place, you.” My heart flutters a little. “It’s okay not like you had something to come back to.” I know that’s a little harsh but I was trying to drive him away as quickly as possible. “Well you're here and I don’t know about you but I had an amazing time when I was last here.”

My head flashed back to that night the last night he was here we were together for hours in the sheets. It wasn't just sex but we talked about our hopes and dreams. Maybe that's why I wanted to talk to him a little longer. “I guess you're right it wasn’t half bad.��� I smirked. “Half Bad? Excuse me but I believe you were the one begging for more-” Before he can go on I kick him. “Fine, you were great, happy.”

“Very happy, hey did you ever go to college for acting.” what? He remembered my dream not even boyfriends who had been with me for a long time remembered that. “I can't believe you still know that.” “How could I forget, your face lit up talking about it every time.” We both smiled thinking about those times. But the air froze when we heard another voice. “Mommy! I can’t wait to show you my drawing!” Bella ran over and jumped in my lap. I looked at the clock and it was eight fifteen, shit.

“Oh, baby I'm sure it's so beautiful I'll look at home okay.” “But Mommy!” I started to try to get up but being a six year old she was dragging her feet. “But Momma!” “Bella! Let's go!” I hated it when my yelling voice came out. I finally looked at Dean and he looked like he had been slapped in the face. “Hey mister, would you like to see?” She asked Dean kindly like I had taught her. “Bella he's busy-” “I would love to.” She pulled out a picture and it was a drawing of a family.

“You see that's me and mommy and that's grandma.” He nods looking out the picture. “It's really good, Hey do you have a daddy Bella?” He asked the question I had been fearing. “No, I don’t.” She answered so quickly and without thought it broke my heart. “And how old are you Bella?” “I’m this many” She holds up six fingers. Dean just sits there thinking. “Bella, could you go back to your grandma?” She seems sad. “You can get ice cream!” I tried. Of course, she jumps up and runs to the counter. I sit back down at the booth sighing. “Dean I-” he holds up his hand with tears in his eyes. “I just have one question. Is she my daughter?” “Yes.”

It had been at least twenty minutes. I broke the ice. “Dean, I don't even know where to start.” “How about you start why you kept my fucking child away from me?” He was mad of course who wouldn't be. “Dean you have to understand why I did it, I didn't tell you because I knew what kind of job you had and that you couldn't just drop everything. I mean you told me you couldn't stay.” “You don't think my kid would change that!?” I had tears building up.

“I didn't know you Dean, I didn't want a guy to tell me to screw off that I was just starting to really like and that I knew you just couldn't stay.” He’s silent again. “I want to know her.” I'm a little shocked. “Dean I know it was fucked up of me to keep this from you but you can't just go away because of a job or something that needs you for weeks I won't allow Bella to be hurt like that.” He did not hesitant “I won’t.” 

And from there on out it was kind of nice. We had set up a system where Bella could spend time with Dean so we didn't freak her out when we told her. I could really see both of them loving each other. I met his brother and he was very surprised to hear he had a niece. Bella loved spending time with both of them. It had been a couple of months. The more time we all spent together the more my heart became comfortable with Dean around, that’s what terrified me.

We were eating Chinese food with Bella and for the first time I felt like we had a family but then his damn phone rang. He checked the name and I saw his face fall a little from his previous smile but he was keeping it together for us. “Uh hey, what’s up?” I couldn't hear everything but I did hear the level of the voice and it was not calm.

“Yeah, I'll be there.” He responded back. He hangs up and looks at me. “Dean no no you promised-” “I know I did and trust me I don’t want to go but I have to. This friend needs me.” We need you, I need you but of course, I didn't say that out loud. He gets up to get his things and bends down to Bella’s level. “Hey Bells, I'll be back in a little.” She clearly doesn't want him to go. “But we were going to play barbies after dinner.” She whined in true six-year-old fashion.

“I know and promise as soon as I get back we will and I'll bring back a new Barbie friend how about that.” She leaps in his arms. “Yay! Thank you, Dean, I love you.” Dean and I both got stiff at that it was the first I love you between them. He squeezes her harder at that. “I love you too Bella.” He lets go and goes to the front door and I follow.

“How long are you going to be gone?” “I honestly don't know Y/n I wished I did.” At that, I got angry he fucking promised. “Dean, what kind of Job do you have that you don’t know when you'll be home!?” He put his hands on the sides of my face. “I will tell you everything when I get home.” He saw my uneasy face. He leans down I think for a kiss but not where I was expecting. It was my forehead, a slow caring one. “You have no idea what you guys mean to me. I will come back and explain everything.” With that, he leaves.

I put Bella to bed hours ago and it was five in the morning but I couldn't go to bed not knowing he was safe. Finally, the door creaks open but very quietly. It was Dean but he looked like he walked through Hell. “Hey, what are you still doing up?” I sip my coffee not really having the anger anymore but being replaced with worry. That’s when I knew I was in deep shit I was falling in love with Dean Winchester. “I couldn't sleep not knowing you were safe.” There is just silence between us. I look up and can't hold back anymore and run into his safe arms. We are like this for like two minutes. “I think it’s time I tell you what I really did, you might want to sit down for this.” 

“So you're saying everything I've ever told Bella was fake is real.” “Yes” “And God, Angels, the Devil, Demons, are real.” “Yup and actually an Angel is one of my best friends.” I gulp the rest of my coffee down, maybe thinking this was a dream and I would wake but no this was real. “Okay, I somehow believe you.” “Really some people call Sam and me crazy when we have to tell them.” “Well, I know both you and Sam and you're not liars.” “Thank you.” “No problem.” I break the ice once more. “So that’s why you had to leave to help someone.”

“Yeah, an old friend was going to a vamp nest.” He looked down at my confused face. “Sorry, I'll explain all the monster lore another time.” “A vamp nest sounds dangerous Dean.” “it is.” I let out what I was thinking the whole night. “Dean I don't want to tell you what to do but you can't just go out anymore like that not when you have a kid now and not when I- '' I was stopped by his lips on mine and it was like nothing changed. We let go.

“I'm sorry if I was reading that wrong Y/n but I care about you too and Bella and thank Chuck every day that he gave me you too.” “Chuck?” He chuckles. “More lore but this is way more important.” He gripped my hips and pulled me forward like he did six years ago. “Wait Dean before we go further even though I would love to relive how we made Bella I need to know this is a hundred percent real and this isn't another in-the-moment type thing.” He kisses me deeply again. “I'm a thousand percent for you and our family.” Our family I never thought I would hear those words and that did me in.

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I pull him in and kiss him again but this time put some real feeling in it. He slips his tongue in like it was natural. “Mhh Dean.” “Would you like to move this to the bed?” I jump up and he catches me. “Yes sir.” He walks me to my bedroom and kicks the door open and lays me down. He gets on top and starts to kiss down my neck. “Lets see, I think this is where your special spot is right?” He sucks down on my pressure point and I mewl with pleasure.

“Ding ding ding we have a winner.” He said slyly. “Dean, please no teasing, it's been six years.”  “Aww darling did I get you all worked up.” “Dean fucking Win-” He goes down to my thighs and starts to pull off my shorts and underwear. “You already soaked baby is this all for me?” He starts to rub his finger up and down my slit. I barely answer. “Uh-huh.” “That’s it baby just feel me.” he puts his finger in my pussy. “AHH DEAN!” I grip his wrist.

“Shh, you don't want to wake Bells.” “Oh, you motherfucker!” He goes faster and faster. “Are you almost there?” “Yes!” He speeds all the way up. “Okay let go.” And I came all over his fingers. “Ahh, I missed that.” “You son of a-” I laughed and dragged him into another kiss. It was starting to get heavy again and he was unbuckling quickly. “Are you sure about this?” he asked earnestly. “A thousand percent.” He smiled his goofy smile and went on. But something stopped the both of us. “Mommy moma!” I look down at his tent. “I'll go but we'll continue this later.'' I leave him with a lingering kiss and him thinking he is the luckiest guy in the world.

There's a second part now: Trick or Treat with smut!

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Market & Secrets – Chapter Three

Dragon Twins Series

Aegon Targaryen x Dayne!fem!reader x Aerion Targaryen

[synopsis: Aegon and you both head out to the market. While alone, you encounter a rude vendor. Later, you encounter aerion, at a bar and he’s drunk. A rare occurrence.

[warnings: drunken aerion, near kidnapping, stabbing, blood

[work count: 3.1k

[a/n: imagine harry gilby as daeron targaryen

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You and Aegon continued to walk your way out of the Red Keep and onto the carriage that would take you to the market. He lend you his hand so you can easily maneuver your way into the carriage, your dress in hand to stop you from accidentally tripping.

The market is bustling with life, the air filled with the sounds of haggling merchants, laughing children, and the clinking of coins. You and Aegon walk hand in hand, exploring the vibrant stalls. The scents of freshly baked bread and roasted meats waft through the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of spices.

As you make your way through the market, you spot a familiar face. Daeron, Aegon's younger brother, stands by a fruit stall, examining a pomegranate. Aegon waves, and Daeron looks up, a smile spreading across his face.

"Brother!" Daeron calls, walking over to you both. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Aegon smiles, pulling you closer. "Daeron, this is my wife,___. She arrived while you were away." He said softly, looking towards you.

Daeron takes your hand, bowing slightly. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you."

You smile back, grateful for the warm welcome. "Hopefully it were good things that you’ve heard, nevertheless it’s wonderful to meet you too, Daeron."

As you exchange greetings, Daeron glances at Aegon and smirks. "Be aware of my older brother. He can be quite the handful."

You chuckle, but Aegon remains serious, his grip on your hand tightening slightly. Daeron seems to notice the tension and quickly bids his farewells. "I should get going. It was nice meeting you. Take care, both of you." he waved his hands, saying goodbye.

You watch as Daeron disappears into the crowd, then turn to Aegon, confused by his reaction. "Is everything okay?" you asked him looking towards his beautiful eyes.

Aegon forces a smile. "Everything's fine. I just remembered something I need to take care of. I'll be back soon." He softly kisses your forehead and leaves you standing in the middle of the market, your heart sinking at his abrupt departure.

Left alone, you decide to continue exploring the stalls, hoping to find something that might lift your spirits. You wander from vendor to vendor, admiring the colorful fabrics, intricate jewelry, and exotic trinkets. One item, in particular, catches your eye: a pin with red and black stones, reminiscent of the Targaryen House colors.

You reach out to pick it up, but the merchant swiftly yanks it from your hand. "Don't touch that," he snaps, glaring at you. "Do you have any idea how expensive this is? You probably can't even afford it."

Stunned by his rudeness, you stammer an apology. "I was just looking—"

He cuts you off, sneering. "Looking? People like you have no business even being here. Go on, leave."

Angry tears began to prick at the corners of your eyes as you turn away, humiliated. You take a deep breath, trying to shake off the encounter. As you walk away from the stall, you spot Aegon returning, his face softening as he sees the distress on your face.

"What happened?" he asks, his voice full of concern. “Are you okay, my dear?”

You quickly wipe your eyes and force a smile. "It's nothing, just a rude merchant."

Aegon's expression darkens. "Show me which one."

Aegon’s eyes narrow at your explanation, his protective instincts flaring. “Show me which merchant.”

You hesitate, not wanting to cause a scene, but the determination in his eyes convinces you to lead him back to the stall. As you approach, the merchant is still there, smugly attending to another customer.

Aegon steps forward, his presence commanding attention. “You,” he calls out, his voice cold and authoritative. The merchant looks up, his expression shifting from disdain to fear as he recognizes the prince.

“Y-Your grace,” the merchant stammers, bowing deeply. “What can I do for you?”

Aegon gestures toward you. “This is my wife. They told me you weren’t being kind to them. Is that true?”

The merchant’s eyes widen in panic. “I-I didn’t know, Your grace. I meant no disrespect.”

Aegon steps closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “You dared to insult them and treated them like they was beneath you. Do you know what happens to those who disrespect the royal family?”

The merchant’s face turns pale. “Please, Your grace, I beg for your mercy. It was a mistake.”

Aegon smirks, his tone turning sassy and mocking. “A mistake, you say? Then perhaps you should correct it.” He points to the ground in front of you. “Kneel and beg for her forgiveness. Kiss her feet and show them the respect she deserves.”

The crowd around you watches in stunned silence as the merchant drops to his knees, his face contorted in humiliation. He crawls forward and hesitantly places his lips on your feet, muttering apologies and pleading for your forgiveness.

Aegon watches with satisfaction, his arms crossed. “Louder,” he demands. “Let everyone hear how sorry you are.”

The merchant’s voice rises, trembling. “I’m deeply sorry, Your grace. Please forgive me.”

You look down at the groveling man, your initial shock giving way to a mix of pity and satisfaction. Aegon places a hand on your shoulder, his gaze softening as he turns to you. “Is that enough for you, my love?”

You nod, feeling a strange sense of empowerment but also embarrassment. “Yes, that’s enough.”

Aegon smiles, helping you step back. He then addresses the merchant one last time. “Remember this moment. If you ever show disrespect to my wife, i shall have your tongue cut off.”

The merchant nods frantically, still on his knees. “Yes, Your grace. I understand.”

Aegon takes your hand, leading you away from the crowd. As you walk, the whispers and murmurs of the onlookers follow you, but you feel a renewed sense of strength with Aegon by your side.

“Are you alright?” Aegon asks once you’re a distance away.

You nod, squeezing his hand. “Yes, I am. Thank you, Aegon.”

He smiles, kissing your hand. “No one will ever treat you like that again. I promise.”

You lean into him, grateful for his unwavering support. The day had taken an unexpected turn, but with Aegon, you felt ready to face anything.

With the incident behind you, Aegon squeezes your hand reassuringly. "Let's get away from this crowd," he suggests. "There's a garden near the palace that's always peaceful."

You nod, grateful for the chance to escape the bustling market and the prying eyes of the townsfolk. Hand in hand, you make your way to the tranquil garden, a hidden gem that Aegon often escapes to for solace. The path is lined with blooming flowers, and the scent of jasmine fills the air, calming your senses.

As you enter the garden, you feel the tension of the market incident melt away. Aegon leads you to a secluded bench beneath a willow tree, its branches creating a natural canopy. The gentle rustling of leaves and the soft chirping of birds create a serene atmosphere.

"Much better, isn't it?" Aegon asks, sitting down and pulling you close.

You smile, leaning against him. "Much better."

For a while, you simply enjoy the peaceful surroundings, letting the calmness of the garden wash over you. Aegon strokes your hair gently, his touch soothing.

"Thank you for standing up for me," you say softly.

Aegon looks into your eyes, his expression tender. "I will always stand up for you. You're my wife, and I love you. No one has the right to treat you with anything less than the utmost respect."

His words warm your heart, and you lean in to kiss him. It's a gentle, affectionate kiss, full of gratitude and love. When you pull back, Aegon smiles, his eyes twinkling.

"Let's stay here for a while," he suggests. "Just the two of us.”

You nod, content to spend the rest of the afternoon in this peaceful sanctuary with the man you love. As the day turns to evening, you and Aegon share stories, laughter, and quiet moments of connection, strengthening the bond between you.

Eventually, as the sun begins to set, casting a golden glow over the garden, you both decide it's time to return to the palace. Hand in hand, you make your way back, feeling closer than ever. The day's events have only served to deepen your love and commitment to each other, and you know that with Aegon by your side, you can face anything the future holds.

As you and Aegon leave the peaceful garden, he suggests stopping by a local tavern known for its delectable pastries. “They make the best honey cakes in the city,” he says with a smile, his eyes lighting up at the thought.

The tavern is bustling with activity, the warm, inviting smell of baked goods wafting through the air. You find a cozy corner table and order a selection of pastries. The atmosphere is lively, filled with the cheerful chatter of patrons and the clinking of glasses.

Just as you're about to take a bite of a delicious-looking honey cake, you hear a familiar voice. Turning, you spot Aerion with a group of his friends at a nearby table. He's laughing loudly, his cheeks flushed—a rare sight. It's clear he's had a bit too much to drink.

Aegon follows your gaze and frowns slightly. “I didn’t expect to see him here, especially in this state,” he mutters.

Aerion catches sight of you both and raises his glass in a tipsy salute. “Aegon! And… the his lovely wife! Join us!”

Aegon hesitates, then gives you a reassuring nod. “Let’s say hello. It wouldn’t hurt.”

You both make your way to Aerion’s table, where his friends greet you warmly. Aerion, clearly enjoying himself, pulls out a chair for you. “Sit, sit! Have a drink with us!”

Aegon shakes his head, smiling. “We’ve just come for some pastries, Aerion. But it looks like you’re having quite the time.”

Aerion chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Just letting off some steam. You should try it, brother. It’s liberating.”

You share a glance with Aegon, both amused and a bit concerned. Aerion’s friends seem friendly enough, and they all raise their glasses to toast to the evening.

“We’ll just stay for a moment,” you say, taking a seat. As you sit, Aerion leans in closer, his voice low. “I saw you at the market earlier. Quite the scene you made with that merchant.”

Aegon’s expression darkens slightly, but he keeps his tone light. “He deserved it. No one disrespects my wife, the queen.”

Aerion nods, his gaze lingering on you. “Good. They deserves nothing less than respect and admiration.”

The conversation turns lighter as Aerion’s friends share stories and jokes. Despite his tipsy state, Aerion seems genuinely happy, and it’s clear his friends care for him. After a while, Aegon stands, signaling it’s time to leave.

“We should get going,” he says, helping you to your feet. “It’s been a long day.” Aerion stands as well, swaying slightly. “Take care of ___, Aegon. They sure are a rare gem.”

Aegon nods, his expression serious. “Always.”

You bid farewell to Aerion and his friends, and as you step outside, the cool evening air is a welcome change. Aegon wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close.

“That was interesting,” you say, looking up at him.

Aegon chuckles softly. “Indeed. Let’s head back to the palace. We’ve had enough excitement for one day.”

With the pastries in hand and the warmth of Aegon’s embrace, you make your way back to the palace, feeling a sense of contentment. The day's events have been unexpected, but they've only brought you and Aegon closer.

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Back at the palace, you and Aegon walk through the grand corridors, the echoes of your footsteps the only sound breaking the tranquil silence of the evening. Once inside your chambers, Aegon closes the door behind you and sets the pastries on a nearby table.

“Today was… eventful,” Aegon says with a sigh, leaning against the door.

You nod, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “It was. But I’m glad we spent it together.”

Aegon smiles warmly at you and steps closer, taking your hands in his. “I am too. I’m sorry for how things have been between us lately. I don’t want there to be any distance or misunderstandings between us.”

You look into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and concern there. “Neither do I, Aegon. I want us to trust each other.” He sits down beside you, his thumb gently caressing the back of your hand. “About Aerion… I know you had your moment with him, but can’t you just forget about him.”

You squeeze his hand reassuringly. “Of course, what kind of wife would i be if i don’t. You are my husband.”

Aegon’s eyes soften, and he leans in to kiss your forehead. “Thank you. We’ll take it one day at a time.”

After a moment of comfortable silence, you both decide to change into more comfortable clothes. Aegon heads to his chambers to give you some privacy. As you change, your mind drifts back to the day’s events, the confrontation with the merchant, Aerion’s tipsy state, and Aegon’s protectiveness. Just as you finish changing, there’s a soft knock on your door. It’s one of your handmaidens, bringing in a tray with a pot of tea and two cups.

“I thought your graces might like some tea before bed,” she says with a smile. “Thank you,” you reply, appreciating her thoughtfulness.

As you pour the tea, Aegon returns, looking more relaxed in his nightclothes. He joins you at the small table, and you both enjoy the calming tea in comfortable silence.

Aegon, however, tries to bring some normalcy back by offering you one of the treats he picked up from the pastry shop. The sweet, flaky pastry is a small comfort, but it does little to ease the turmoil in your heart. As you both settle into the room, Aegon takes a bite of the treat, savoring its flavor while you sit silently by the hearth. The room is dimly lit by the flickering flames, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Despite the cozy atmosphere, the weight of the day's events presses heavily on both of you.

Aegon's moment of quiet is interrupted by the urgent knock of a messenger at the door. “Your grace, you have been summoned by the small council due to an urgent matter.”

"Of course," Aegon replies, brushing crumbs from his fingers. He glances at you with an apologetic look. "I have to go. It's important."

You nod, understanding the gravity of his duties. As he makes his way to the door, he pauses, turning back to you.

"I'll be back as soon as I can. If i don’t come back then see you on the morrow" Aegon leaves, and you're left alone in the room. The silence feels heavier now that he's gone. You try to focus on a book by the hearth, but your thoughts keep drifting to the unsettling encounter at the market and the unique revelation about Aerion.

Just as you begin to lose yourself in the book, the door to your chambers creaks open. The figure that enters is not Aegon but a Kingsguard, his face stern and unreadable. You look up in surprise, your heart skipping a beat.

Before you can react, the Kingsguard lunges forward, wrapping an arm around your waist while the other hand clamps tightly over your mouth. Panic surges through you as you struggle against the iron grip. The book falls from your hands, hitting the floor with a dull thud. Your muffled cries are silenced by the guard's firm hold.

"Don't make a sound, you whore" the guard hisses in a low, menacing voice. Fear grips you tightly, your mind racing. Who could have sent him? Why is he doing this? The questions swirl together in a haze of terror. Your mind races, trying to make sense of the situation, but the guard's actions leave no room for hesitation. His grip is unyielding, his intention clear: to subdue you. Desperation surges through you. You thrash against him, but he's too strong.

With a sudden, forceful shove, he sends you sprawling onto the cold, stone floor. Your breath escapes in a sharp gasp as you try to scramble away, but he's already moving towards you with lethal intent. He draws his sword, its blade glinting dangerously in the dim light. Panic overtakes you, and you fumble to your feet. You reach for your dagger-a weapon you've always carried for protection. Your hands are trembling, and tears blur your vision as you face the dire threat.

The guard advances, his eyes cold and merciless. He raises his sword high, aiming directly at you. In a last-ditch effort to defend yourself, you take a deep breath standing up to hurl your dagger with all the force you can muster. The blade slices through the air, finding its mark in the guard's eye. He lets out a guttural scream as the blood gushed out of his face, collapsing to the floor with a sickening thud. You were now covered in his blood, as you look down at what you just had.

The room is filled with the echoes of his final, desperate cries. You stare at the fallen guard, your hands trembling uncontrollably. Tears stream down your face as the reality of what you've just done sinks in. The guard, now motionless, lies on the floor with your dagger embedded in his eye—a stark reminder of the deadly force you were forced to unleash.

The door bursts open, and Aegon rushes in, his face a mask of horror and relief as he takes in the scene. His gaze shifts from the dead guard to you, and his expression softens with concern.

"Are you hurt?" he asks, rushing to your side.

You can't answer immediately, the shock and fear overwhelming you. Aegon helps you walk towards him, his hands gentle despite the urgency of the situation. You look around, seeing the blood and the fallen guard, continuing to shake uncontrollably. You can’t believe what you just had done, you’ve taken someone else’s life. Blood on your hands.

Aegon pulls you into a tight embrace, his own breaths coming fast. "You're safe now," he whispers, though his voice trembles slightly. "It's over. You're safe." He helps you away from the grisly scene, his arms wrapped protectively around you. The reality of the situation is harsh and raw, but Aegon's presence provides some solace amidst the chaos. The fear and adrenaline start to ebb, replaced by an overwhelming sadness at what you've been forced to do.

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[ninii-winchester]

The Heart Wants What It Wants

Pairing : Dean Winchester X Reader

Word count : 2.1k

Warnings : angst, drinking, language, fluff, unedited

I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO COPY MY WORK, TRANSLATE IT OR POST IT TO ANY OTHER PLATFORM. REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED.

You got me sipping on something

I can't compare to nothing

I've ever known, I'm hoping

That after this fever I'll survive

"You need to stop." Lily said putting a hand on her best friend's arm, halting her movement. Y/n scoffed as she brushed her off. Gulping down her drink before ordering another. "It'll be fine. This isn't the first time he left. Wouldn't be the last I'm sure." Lily tried to console her friend.

"No, this is it. This time he said goodbye." Y/n sniffed. "I don't know why he kept secrets from me. Clearly I don't mean shit to him, I was just a good lay every time he needed some." She whispered lowly.

"That's not true, Y/n. Dean cares for you." Lily tried to argue but Y/n was having none of it.

"You don't leave the people you care for." She said before leaving the bar and making her way to her apartment.

Y/n met Dean a few years back in the same bar she just left. He said he was in town for work, he told her he worked for his father and he made him travel alot. The two of them flirted the whole night and he ended up in her bed. The morning after he was gone before she woke up. She didn't think much of it since that's how one night stands go.

However, a few months later, Dean showed up again. He told her that he's not working at the moment and couldn't get her out of his mind so he came to visit. And then it became a frequent occurrence. For her it wasn't just sex anymore and she hoped it was the same for him. Dean would come over whenever he wasn't working, or even if he was working nearby.

He always left though, and it stung. She never said how she felt, they never labelled what it was but she knew it was more just sleeping together. She felt it. It went on for a year and a half when she asked him, what exactly does he do, and why can't he stay.

I know I'm acting a bit crazy

Strung out, a little bit hazy

Hand over heart, I'm praying

That I'm gonna make it out alive

"Dean." She called out as they laid in bed, her head resting on his chest. He hummed in response, his fingers caressing her bare back. "What is it that you do?" She said and he tensed beneath her.

"I told you i work for my dad." He replied simply.

"Yeah I know that. What does your dad do?" She pressed hoping he'd give her anything.

"Why the sudden interrogation, sweetheart?" He asked lightly, but his tone held some accusation.

"Just wondering, you leave for long periods of time and i miss you, you know." She said leaning up to place a kiss on his jaw.

"I know baby, i miss you too." Dean replied looking at her face. "But I think it's better if you don't know."  That made her frown and she moved, gripping the sheets to her chest. Before she could leave the bed she felt an arm snaking around her waist and pulling her back against his chest. "It's for you own safety." He whispered placing a soft kiss on her shoulder, hoping she'd understand.

"Is it illegal stuff?" She asked turning her head to look at him.

"I'm not talking about this." Dean sighed as she wriggled out of his grip. She grabbed his t shirt laying on the floor and put it on her naked body and stood facing him.

"Dean I need to know, I think I deserve to know where you go." She crossed her arms across her chest. She gasped before she spoke "Oh my God, don't tell me you have a wife and kids and I'm some mistress of yours."

"What? That's crazy! No baby, I've got no wife or kids, it's just work i swear." Dean said standing up, sheets wrapped around his waist.

"Then why don't you tell me?" She yelled now, shocking him a bit.

"This is ridiculous you know that? What does it matter to you what I do?" He snapped back.

"So you think this is all it is." she gestured between the two of them "just you coming around fucking me whenever you feel like and then leave." His eyes widened as she said that.

"It's not what I meant."

"That's exactly what you said."

"I didn't say shit, you're putting words in my mouth." Dean argued. "All I'm saying is that I don't want you to be in danger, you knowing about this stuff puts you in danger." He said as calmly as possible.

"Save your advice, 'cause I won't hear. You might be right, but I don't care" Y/n retorted having enough. "You either tell me or you leave."

Dean nodded his head before he started getting dressed. Y/n watched him moved all over the place grabbing his stuff.

"So you'd rather leave than tell me?" She questioned, her voice wavered and her eyes filled with tears.

"Goodbye Y/n." Dean pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth and he was out the door. She fell to her knees and broke down.

The bed's getting cold and you're not here

The future that we hold is so unclear

But I'm not alive until you call

And I'll bet the odds against it all

She sighed dropping on her cold bed. She lived alone in her apartment before he came along, she had no problem being alone. But now it seems to haunt her. She could feel the ghost of him all over the place. He left often but she was sure he'd come back but now there's no hope. He's gone for good. And heart aches for him.

She pulled her phone out from her pocket and stared at the screen. No calls. No voicemails. Not even a text. She hoped he'd reach out. But  she knew he wouldn't. She didn't know much about it but she knew when Dean set his mind on something he'd do it. She remembered how he promised he'd spend her birthday with her. He was three states away and managed to make it in time, though he got into trouble with his father but he told her it was worth it.

There's a million reasons why I should give you up

But the heart wants what it wants

To say Dean leaving hurt her beyond repair was an understatement. She spent the last month moping and crying. She knew Dean and her were never exclusively together but whatever it was, it's over. She fell too hard but who could blame her, no one could ever resist falling for Dean Winchester.

"You need to stop moping and get out of bed." Lily pulled the blanket away from her.

"Leave me alone, Lily." Y/n grumbled. She grabbed the bottle of whiskey that was on her nightstand taking a swig from it.

"Isn't it too early for you to be drinking?" Lily asked.

"Its evening somewhere." She replied taking another swig.

"If you miss him so much why don't you talk to him Y/n?" Lily suggested. "Call him."

Y/n thought for a minute. Should she? Would he even answer? Has he moved on? Did he miss her? Hundreds of questions swarmed inside her head.

"Fuck it you're right. The heart wants what it wants right?" Y/n said standing up and Lily nodded. She grabbed her phone and dialled his number. Y/n watched it ring a for a few second before she threw her phone on her bed. "What am I doing Lily? What am I going to tell him that I'm so pathetic that I've been miserable ever since you left and you probably don't give two shits about me?" Little did she know he had answered the phone. "I can't do it." She grabbed her phone and threw it against the wall. Lily watched wide eyed as the device shattered into pieces.

"You broke the thing, what if Dean calls back?" Lily looked at her incredulously.

"Yeah right as if." Y/n rolled her eyes. Lily sighed at her best friend.

"If I wasn't late for work I'd stay and knock some sense into you. But I'll drop by later, kay?" Y/n nodded and Lily dropped a kiss to her forehead. "Take care until I get back." She said getting up.

"Yeah yeah I won't die." Y/n teased with a smirk. Lily rolled her eyes before leaving.

Three hours later, a knock resounded at the door of Y/n's apartment. She dragged her feet to the door,

"Lils I told you I wont die." She yelled as she walked the small hallway before the door. "Don't you get off-" She opened the door and paused mid sentence. "Dean? What are you-" Dean moved forward and captured her lips in a searing kiss. He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her closer as his lips moved against hers in perfect sync. He moved them inside and she placed her hand on his chest and pushed him back, breaking the kiss.

"Dean what are you doing here?" She asked, a little breathless from the kiss.

"I came here to tell you that I've been miserable without you too. That don't you dare think I don't give two shits about you because you've been the only thing on my mind for the past month." Dean replied, panting a bit himself. Her eyes widened a bit when she realised he'd heard her.

"Why now?" She asked looking at his face. He cupped her cheek with his hand.

"I knew I hurt you bad when I left, I thought you didn't want anything to do with me anymore. I wanted nothing more than to you call you or come back. Trust me when I say this baby, I missed you so fucking much." He stroked her cheek with his thumb. "But you called and God knows hearing your voice made me realise I was an idiot for leaving. So I came."

"To leave again?" She asked and he sucked in a breath. "Why can't you just tell me what's going on." Dean chuckled humourlessly.

"You wouldn't believe me if I did."

"Try me, Dean. I love you. Why wouldn't I believe you." She dropped the L-word as if it was nothing and Dean froze. He never expected her to love him let alone say it out loud. She noticed the way stiffened. "Don't worry, I don't expect you to stay or say it back. I just needed to get it off my chest." She added.

"What if I say the only reason I don't tell you the truth is because I love you so goddamn much, it hurts?" Dean answered without hesitation.

"You're not making any sense."

"I know." He said and picked her up, carrying her towards her bedroom. He sat her on the bed, sitting in front her. He grabbed her hand in his own and told her everything he's been hiding from her. After he was done, he hoped she'd call him crazy and kick him out but none of that happened.

"So you're telling me that monsters are real and you hunt them?" She asked genuinely, no trace of mockery on her face. He nodded. "And you didn't tell me all this before because you thought I'd think you're crazy?"

"That too, but mostly because I didn't want to put you in danger. You mean so much to me, baby. Just the thought of losing you..." he trailed off.

"So you'd rather leave me?"

"I figured if I'd leave you'll be safe." Dean replied.

"Dean, monsters don't scare me even if they're real. The only thing I'm afraid of is being without you. Knowing that you left for good and weren't coming back terrified me."

"Baby-"

"Dean please, don't leave again. At least not the way you did before." She whispered, a tear slipping down her cheek.

"I won't. I'll come back as long as you want me to." He said wiping her tear away.

"Do you promise to come back to me in one piece?" She asked grinning at him.

"I'll try my best for you, sweetheart." She leaned closer and placed her lips over his', he immediately reciprocated with much vigour. He laid her back on her bed, hovering above her, his hands either side of her head. He looked into her eyes, whispered "Always." the echo of their love lingering in the air.

[multi-fandoms-posts]

Charles and Erik are looking for a mutant named Y/N.

"Charles," Erik calls. "Did you find her?" Charles calls. "Yes," Erik calls back. Y/N turns around and notices that the two men are following her and starts to run faster. "Wait," Charles calls.

Y/N  runs around the corner and stands in front of a wall. Just before the two men arrive, she teleports behind them and watches them.

"How can she just disappear?" Erik asks. "What are her powers?" Erik asks. "I don't know," Charles says. "What? Shouldn't you know?" Erik asks.

"Who are you? And what do you want from me?" she asks. They both flinch and turn around. "My name is Charles Xavier, and this is Erik Lehnsherr. We could use someone with your skills," says Charles.

Your view

I look at the man for a few seconds. He looks kind of cute and hot. I feel somehow attracted to him, even though we don't know each other.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I say. Don't be afraid, we're just like you. I hear the voice in my head and look at the two of them in surprise. "I'm a telepath," says Charles.

We look at each other intensely. Maybe it's better to go with them than to be alone all the time.

"Okay, I'm in," I say without breaking eye contact. Hopefully I can spend more time with Charles then.   My thoughts go a little further.

Charles starts to smile and I look at him, slightly confused. Darling, I heard everything you were thinking.

"Shit," I suddenly say out loud and blush a little. Erik, who has been quiet the whole time, looks back and forth between us. "What have you been doing all this time?" asks Erik. "N-nothing," I say.

Erik looks at Charles, who just grins slightly and shrugs his shoulders. "Come on, let's go back. I'll introduce you to the others," says Charles and both men run ahead. I wait a moment, this could be interesting. Since I saw that the two of them are here in a car, I teleport myself into the car where they are both. "Okay, let's go," I say and they both turn around in shock. "So, you can teleport. That could be very useful," grins Charles. "Oh God," comes from Erik. "Would you wait with your perverted thoughts until I'm no longer near you?" says Erik.

A few days later

Charles and I have grown a little closer in the last few days. I'm looking for Charles when I meet Raven. "Hello, Raven," I smile. "Hey, Y/N. Are you looking for someone?" she asks. "Yes, have you seen Charles?" I ask and she grins a little. "What's going on between you two?" she asks. "Nothing, we're just friends," I say. "Hey, Y/N," Charles comes over to us. "Hey, Charles," I smile shyly. "I'm going to go to the others," Raven says goodbye. "Today we're going to train you to be able to teleport further away than just in the area," he explains. "I can't do that," I say. "Of course you can," Charles smiles and takes my hand in his. "I'm going to show you a place now and you're going to try to teleport there," he says and uses his powers. I see a beautiful beach and concentrate on it. The next moment I teleport us there, but instead of landing on the beach we land right in the ocean. "Shit," I say. "That was a good start," Charles says with a slight grin, and I sigh, take his hand and try to bring us back. Next thing we know we've landed in a stranger's garden and people are looking at us in shock. "I'm sorry," I say, and then we run away.

After running a few blocks, we stop, out of breath. Charles starts laughing, and after a few seconds I start laughing too. "Have you seen their faces?" I laugh. After we calm down, we look at each other. "You look beautiful," he smiles.

I blush a little, but have to smile. Charles puts his hand on my cheek and comes closer. "May I?" he whispers, and I nod. He presses his lips to mine. I don't know how, but my powers have activated and teleported us somewhere. But that didn't really bother us. After we break away from the kiss, Charles puts his forehead on mine. A clearing of the throat tears us out of our thoughts, and only now do we realize that we are back. "I hate to disturb you," grins Erik. "So, just friends," grins Raven, and I blush. "Okay, maybe more than just friends," I say and look at Charles, who smiles at me. "We should start training," Charles says to the group. "Why are you so wet anyway?" asks Alex, and only now do I notice my wet clothes. "I was supposed to try to teleport us to the beach, but instead we ended up in the ocean and then in strangers' gardens," I say, slightly embarrassed. "What? You ended up in strangers' gardens?" Sean laughs. "We should get changed," Charles says. Before anyone else says anything else, I take his hand and teleport us to his room. "Uh, I'm going to go get changed," I say, releasing my hand. Charles quickly grabs my arm. "Wait," he says, and I look at him questioningly. "Do you want to do something with me after training? Like just you and me," he asks, a little nervous. It's kind of cute that he seems so shy now. "Like a date?" I ask, smiling, and Charles nods in response.

“Yes, of course, Charles,” I smile and hear him breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to go change. See you at training," I smile and teleport myself to my room.

Charles stares at the spot where you were for a moment and smiles before going to take a shower and getting ready for training. The whole time, he can't think of anything else but you and your date.

[mnnuni]

Not just sex

Jay Halstead x Reader

Summary: Jay and reader live the evolution of their relationship Warnings: smut Words: 2491 Author's note: I actually don't know if i like the ending and I think there may be some typos, sorry

"I swear to you, the chief's face at that" (Y/N) was practically crying while she told the story "Otis was covered in flour from head to toe, we never understood how it happen"

"Because he's an idiot sweetheart" Hermann said while passing her table and handing her the beer she ordered; she pointed at him "very true, but still"

Jay loved seeing her laughing so much.

"wait wait wait" Adam was chuckling too, "if it was just flour, why did you hear a- how did you said it?"

"a BOOM" she moved her hands to simulate an explosion. She knew he was only asking her to make fun of her, but she laughed at that too.

They were all hanging out at Molly's, as per usual; everyone talking with everyone, about everything, bit (Y/N) could only think of how amazingly blue were Jay's eyes in front of her;

At some point during the evening, (Y/N) send Capp to the smiling blondie across the bar -Lord knew he needed to get laid and that woman was willing on doing it-

Just half an hour later Adam and Kim disappeared too, and they left (Y/N) and Jay alone. The tension was palpable.

They didn't last long like that, swirling their beers through their fingers, looking at each other... (Y/N) hoped noone could notice the true intentions under their eyes, Jay thought they were so obvious with their glances that everyone knew about them and were only waiting for them to confirm anything. Either way, when they got to that point of the night, neither could care less of anything other than each other.

(Y/N) got up to announce she was going to head home but Jay caught her arm, he brought her near him pretending to hug her goodbye to whisper "I'll take you home" and lightly bite her ear; he did it so naturally that noone noticed, but the goosebumps (Y/N) got from just that...

She tried to contain herself, to walk normally through the bar and act like she wasn't going to scream Jay's name in a few minutes but Jay took her hand the moment they stepped out of the bar.

It was so natural.

Too natural. (Y/N) left it and began to walk to the cars, Jay scoffed but was smiling at her.

When they got in Jay's car the air shifted in an awkwardness that didn't belong to them; (Y/N) had a feeling Jay wanted to kiss her and couldn't comprehend why he wasn't doing it. Jay really really wanted to kiss her, but maybe rushing things wasn't a good idea: he didn't want "just sex" with her, and she had to understand it.

Jay leaned over and turned the radio on, "oh my God I love this song" (Y/N) beamed and started to sing. She was so fucking beautiful like this: comfortable and happy in Jay's presence. He loved it. At the chorus of the second song, Jay finally put his hand on her thigh. He could practically feel the internal battle that (Y/N) was fighting between giving in or pretend his touch didn't affect her so much. Jay loved this too.

"I have to say, I really want to stay the night tonight"

It was a simple sentence, but from the way he put it (Y/N) knew it was more than that. He didn't say "I want sex and you're the only one who wants it with me" -which (Y/N) swore multiple times that wasn't true and that there was a very long line of women anywhere he was- no, he wanted to let her know that she made him hard with just a look and he couldn't even think to rest his hands from her but was more than happy to just sleep in the same bed if that's what she wanted.

Don't get her wrong, (Y/N) wanted to jump his bones off, but tease him like this was so fun... So she pretended he didn't say anything and kept signing until they got to her apartment.

She kept her act going smiling at him and kissing his cheek as a thank you for getting her home, she got out of the car and started walking to her flat.

It got him the time that (Y/N) arrived to her door to show up, while she was searching for the keys she felt his hands on her waist. "Took you long enough" she looked up at him and finally looked him in the eyes again. Jay didn't let her say anything else, slamming his lips to hers and devouring her on her porch. When she felt his tongue pushing at her lips she couldn't control herself anymore and opened her mouth to let him do whatever he liked. In their little bubble of hands and mouths they forgot where they were and only returned to reality when (Y/N)'s keys fell from her hands and made a noise. The pair got away from eachother, Jay got the keys and opened the door but it was (Y/N) that pushed him inside and blocked him at the door to kiss him again.

Jay pushed her away with his hands on her waist, (Y/N) was ready to have sex on her couch but he had other plans. He lifted her shirt and turned her around, flashing her back to his chest and while he kissed her neck gently and unbuttoned her jeans he guided her to her bedroom.

When (Y/N) turned to look at him, Jay was shirtless too and was pushing her to the bed to make her sit.

He was so handsome.

He left her in her underwear and was gently pushing her legs apart now, he got on his knees and started kissing and biting her thighs. (Y/N)'s breath stopped in her throat when Jay got to her panties, grabbed them with his teeth and proceeded to take them away with his mouth.

He had a wonderful mouth.

"So wet for me". He knew it was only for him, but liked the reminder. (Y/N) settled on her elbows to look at him better but when he finally licked a stripe she closed her eyes and put a hand in his hair. Jay kept licking her up and down until he heard a whimper and knew it was the moment to start sucking on her clit and massaging her lips with his fingers;

"Jay" she breathed out, he was looking at her through his lashes and she clenched at his look. He entered her with both fingers and (Y/N) moaned again; Jay was fucking smirking on her her pussy. When she tightened her grasp on his hair Jay became a hungry man and devoured her all, "please don't stop".

Oh he would never...

(Y/N) was a mess of moans and screams and Jay wanted so desperately to cume with her, but she was the priority now.

"I-I'm" she couldn't resist anymore, "I know baby" a suck "let it all go" a pump of his fingers "cum for me baby" a last lick. And then it all went away because (Y/N) was a panting wreck and Jay was eating her orgasm out until she calmed down.

When she slumped on her back on the mattress Jay slowed down and started to clean her, slowly, gently and kissing every part of her now red pussy.

After he was done he got up, took off his jeans and boxer and lay down with her. He didn't expect to do anything else, he just wanted to be near her and feel her. (Y/N) turned to him and smiled, she got closer and whispered a content "hi", Jay chuckled at her "hi baby".

Looking at him in all his naked glory, after an orgasm, made her want more, (Y/N) bit her lip and got even closer "I want you". Jay thought she was even hotter when she spoke her desire out loud, but he also knew that her pussy's lips were swollen "you sure?", she travelled her hand from his chest to his dick. (Y/N) squeezed his tip making him hiss, "positive".

Jay smiled and turned to her nightstand to pick a condom while (Y/N) kissed his back and caressed his shoulders. When he got back he already opened the package but she stopped him, "what- something wrong?" she shook her head "I want to do it". She already got the envelope in her hands and Jay's eyebrows never shot up so fast, "if-if you're okay with it", Jay seemed to come back to earth "I-I-I- of course!" she smiled "you're so fucking hot" he confessed kissing her again. While they kissed (Y/N) picked the condom and slowly unraveled it on Jay, he moaned in her mouth and swore he never experienced something hotter.

They lay back on the bed and Jay started to grind on her, "don't tease" she hissed and he smiled.

He loved to tease her.

Jay entered at a slow pace, he wanted to feel every inch of her stretch to his dick. (Y/N) wanted to scream from the first instant he started to move, but she put her hand on her mouth to muffle her noises. Jay didn't agree. He put her hands on top of her head and purred in her ears at the sign "I want to hear you while I fuck you". She would definitely moan now.

Jay on top was so good: he kissed her neck and mumbled dirty things in her ears. And he had so much control of his thrusts, he could almost hit her g spot.

But (Y/N) wanted to be in charge too. It was her on top now and she loved how one of Jay's hands was on her hip and the other on her breast, flicking and squeezing her nipple from time to time. When she was on top they both were a mess of moans and grunts because she was able to grind her clit too and Jay loved the sight of her tits so near his face when she jumped up and down. This time (Y/N) swore Jay didn't moan, he said "I love you". She stopped for a second.

Nahh it couldn't be.

"Jay I-" her movements were becoming sloppy, Jay put both his hands on her hips to steady her "I know baby, I know". She couldn't keep it anymore, so Jay pushed her back on the bed and started to thrusts into her so hard they were both screaming. When Jay came he didn't stop until (Y/N) closed her eyes and finally let go.

After some moments he gently pulled out of her and let her breathe. He threw away the condom and got his boxers again; (Y/N) was happily watching him go around in her room to find her "sleeping t-shirt" from the bed. He sat on the bed again and put it on her, kissing every part of her during the process.

"You okay?"

He always asked her after. She always said "more than okay" and then she stretched her arms to him to make him hug her and sleep with her. He didn't need the grabby hands, he would have done it anyway, but Jay loved seeing her so cozy around him.

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Jay Halstead slept so well that night and had a wonderful breakfast with (Y/N) the following morning that he didn't realise what he did up until he heard Adam whisper "I love you" to Kim before she left for a few hours the precinct.

"Oh shit"

Yeah he screwed up big time.

"What?", Adam was already laughing at his face, Antonio was rather concerned instead "what'd you do Halstead?" "I told (Y/N) I love her". He didn't realise what he'd done now either, he was too in shock. Nobody knew about them and he just confessed his love to everyone.

"You did what?" , Antonio's concern shifted to confusion; that seemed to shake Jay to reality "Um-", then they started with the questions "(Y/N) as in (Y/N) (Y/L/N)? The firefighter?" "How long have you two been seeing eachother?" "I knew there was something when-"

"Halstead"

He never thanked God enough for the call from Voight, "Sarge?" "I need you at the 51, Boden already knows what I need, go talk to him", yeah and that's why he didn't thank him.

Adam burst out laughing at Jay's petrified face, "is there a problem, Halstead?" "No Sarge".

He got up and started going like he was doing the walk of shame.

Now Antonio's expression was one of pure amusement.

When he finally arrived at the firestatione, everyone was there. Perfect, he thought, he was gonna embarass himself in front of a platoon of firefighters whithout them even understanding why. He tried to act as cool as possible, asking Severide to see their chief and everything was going smoothly. That was untill he passed Boden's door and saw (Y/N) sat on the couch in the chief's office.

"Ah Detective, I know why you're here", Boden started the search for some documents and Jay could only look at (Y/N); she nodded and saluted him with a short "detective" and a smirk.

Jay wanted to be swallowed by the abyss of the Earth.

Boden handed him two folders and thanked him for the help his unit was giving him to... something- he didn't really listen to anything other than his thoughts.

"Can I talk to you?" he asled (Y/N) when he was sure Boden had finished. She was rather confused but agreed nonetheless; (Y/N) led him to the lockers to be sure of have some privacy. She sat on a bench and he sat next to her, (Y/N) couldn't understand why Jay wasn't looking her in the eyes...

She took his hand to shake him from the visible spiral he was getting himself into and made him look at her.

Three seconds had passed, only three seconds and Jay exploded just because he finally looked at her "I love you"

(Y/N) felt the world stopping, the floor under her feet collapsing and the sky opening.

HE WHAT?

"I'm sorry, I imagined saying it in other circumstances but just before coming down here I realized I actually told you yesterday- which is even more terrible, I am so sorry, telling such a thing while you're on top of me is so... but it slipped and now that i saw you I couldn't wait anymore because I-I feel like I ruined everything"

(Y/N) couldn't decide if she was going to cry or laugh at his face.

"You love me?"

Jay wanted to crawl on the floor and never see the light again, but then he saw her tearing eyes and little smile of amusement and breathed a sigh of relief; "yes, (Y/N). I love you so much"

Yeah now she was crying for real.

She jumped at his neck and kissed him with an emotion he though he never felt.

"I love you Jay Halsted".