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lockleysfav · 3 years ago

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Hey! If it’s okay I would like to request a Steven Grant x Fem!reader + Marc Spector x Fem!reader, cause after episode 5 and after everything that they have both gone through, they need a lot a lot of comfort. Maybe they have a nightmare/flashback about what happened with their yucky mom, and Marc wakes up in tears and shaking making the reader do everything in her power to calm him down and make him feel loved, after a while he thinks it’s best to let Steven in since he needs a break. Then it can be kinda of the same for Steven who is more so concerned for marc but also very sad, so the reader makes them some food and let’s him watch whatever he wants to distract himself, as well as A LOT OF HUGS! LOTS OF KISSES! AND LOTS OF CUDDLES!! And just the reader telling BOTH of them how much she loves them and how she’ll never leave them. I hope it’s not too much of a bother 😅 I just can’t stop thinking about it lol.

i’m in love with this request. Thank you for this :)

warnings: Mentions of abuse, Marc having nightmares, Marcs mum, panicked steven. Reader is supportive asf

You were fidgeting with Steven rubix cube due to not being able to sleep properly, it was frustrating but at least you could find comfort in watching your boyfriend sleep beside you. Deciding to place the puzzled cube back down on the nightstand you stood up to grab a drink of water, freezing when you heard a low whine. You turned to look at Marc but he seemed to be sleeping soundly so you brushed it off and got your glass of water, crawling back into bed to cuddle with him.

Marc ran upstairs shutting the door and locking it to hide from his mum, he sat beside his drawers and played with his action figures “she’ll go away” he mumbled to himself repeatedly. The banging on his bedroom door made him jump but he desperately tried to keep himself distracted “Marc, open this door!” his mother yelled, kicking at the door. Marc ignored her and continued playing until she finally kicked the door open, panting heavily while looking down at him. “im gonna teach you how to listen” she spat, grabbing one of his belts and grabbing him by his shirt screaming at him

Marc jolted up “NO no no” you quickly grabbed hold of his hand that clutched tightly to the duvet “Marc..Marc look at me” His eyes darted around the room checking his surroundings then patting himself down feeling for any bruises. Your heart sunk when you realised what exactly he had a nightmare about, the tears streaming down his face drew you to carefully wrap your arms around him and pull him into your chest stroking his curls “It’s okay baby, it’s okay” you kissed the side of his head and he grabbed onto your sleeve digging his head into it desperately trying to find protection, your body was shaking against his, you couldnt bare seeing him in such a state and it only caused tears to well in your eyes too.

“is she here? y/n please check if shes here” he whispered against you and you sighed, resting your cheek against his hair “She’s not here baby, she’ll never come near you again you’re safe here. always” he relaxed when you brought his hand to your cheek “you feel that?” he smiled sadly, stroking your cheek “it’s just me and you here” you locked hands with him and kissed his soft skin, he nodded and bowed his head. Suddenly he tensed and looked up at you with a completely different expression, he was terrified, eyes wide and shaking. You knew exactly who it was. “Steven” you kept your hand in his and he squeezed tightly, “is marc o-okay?” his voice was quiet and you shook your head “Steven…are you okay?” the question took him by surprise and he furrowed his brows at you “w-what?” he laughed nervously “this is…im okay” the crack in his voice told you different, he huffed and looked away but you were quick to turn his head back to face you and you saw the tears building in his tired eyes. “Oh steven…come here sweetheart” he leaned into you and you laid back with him, his arm wrapped around your body tightly as he cried into your sweater “I thought our mother was an angel not a-“ you cut him off “shh, you dont need to steven” your nails scratched at his scalp, him and Marc loved head scratches it always calmed them down. Steven sniffled, you thought for a second and finally looked down at him “i’ll never leave you…or Marc or Jake” he was silent “you all mean the world to me, theres no one that matters more you know that right?” he bit his trembling lip to stop the tears coming out again “y-yeah i know”

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Half an hour passed and Marc fronted again, you smiled down at him with your fingers still in his hair. He pursed his lips together and you raised an eyebrow until you heard the rumble of his stomach making you giggle “you hungry?” he shook his head “its fine i’ll make something lat-“ you shut him up with a kiss and climbed out of bed towards the kitchen “Set up the blankets on the couch, we can watch a disney movie” even tho Marc was the more ‘dominant’ out him and steven, he always seemed more excited when it came to disney movies. He jumped out of bed and threw the cushions and blankets on the couch flicking the tv on and putting on Monsters Inc. Steven being a kid in a Mans body sat at the mirror playing with his sleeves watching the movie with Marc.

You came in with a plate of food and a bowl of popcorn, scooting into Marcs body, he rested his arm around you while his other arm was elbow deep in the popcorn. You laughed at him and pecked his lips “i love you” he stared down at you almost as if to admire you “i love you too y/n”. Suddenly he cheered when boo started kicking randals ass.

#marc spector #marc spector x you #marc spector x reader #marc spector fluff #fluff #steven grant x y/n #steven grant x you #steven grant x reader #steven fluff #steven grant #jake lockley fanfiction #jake lockely x reader #moon knight x reader

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violetnotez · 4 years ago

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d r a m a t u r g y

Itadori x reader | Jujutsu Kaisen

⤷ Genre: Fluff

⤷ Word Count: 1072

⤷ Warnings: maybe cursing???? maybeeeeeeeeeee idk its been awhile 😂

⤷ Author’s Note: Ahhh my first Jujutsu Kaisen fic! Im honestly kinda scared to write for a new fandom, but hey ya only live once! Immediately after watching Jujutsu I swear to god I feel for Itadori faster than any anime boy in my entire life- so it is safe to say Yuuji is my new husbando 😛

⤷ Song Recs: “Youth-Dabin”

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“Yuuji, you almost done yet?” you sighed, your body dangled across your boyfriend's bed, head so low your scalp was almost touching the floor.

You knew you sounded desperate, your voice taking on a whiny tone-not too far off from a child impatiently waiting to get a treat.

You grimaced internally at the way your tone of voice, frustration riddling in your body at your situation.

One kiss- one measily peck on the lips….thats really all you wanted...and this man had the audacity to deny it to you.

Yuuji chuckled, the sound warm like honey as it dribbled from his mouth.

“Aw cmon, babe, you really miss me that much?”

You sighed exasperatedly, your voice full of yearning as you yawned out a “yes”, your mouth forming a pout as Yuuji chuckled once again to himself at your clinginess.

Something about Itadori Yuuji drove you wild inside….the way he touched you was so intoxicating that you felt your lungs stop in the most blissful ways. He always took your breath away, palms trailing against every expanse of skin, the intoxicating smell of his cologne mixed with his detergent making a scent that made your brain fuzzy and body more desperate to mold into his.

Yuuji was never a serious lover, always giggling or cracking jokes, constantly praising you with his kind words and beautiful sounds. He was such a ball of warmth, melting into you and making your whole body feel completely bathed in comfort and heat.

So why would he deny you that bliss?

You exhaled again, a prickling sensation filling your stomach as you stared at your boyfriend. He was working so calmly and diligently on his homework, unknowing to how your mind was racing as you imagined his hand on your body, the way his lips ghosted on your skin…

You heard him clear his throat, the sound breaking your lonely day dream. You swiveled yourself up from your upside down position, watching carefully as his writing hand slightly stalled against his paper.

He slowly turned to look at you, his frosted pink hair cascading over shy, choclate brown eyes.

“Why-why not come here and sit?” He smiled weakly, “ Im almost finished, it shouldn't take too long-”

You could hear that tell tale sign of nervousness in Yuuji’s voice-you had been dating him for 6 months now, and had known him for even longer as being best friends for many years.

But the poor guy was always, always seemingly a nervous wreck when he initiated physical affection- and it honestly was the most adorable thing ever to you. They way he’d try to crack jokes to make it more lighthearted, or how his cheeks reddened from just being so close to you, made you just fall for him even more. It also didn't hurt that poor Itadori was quite bad at hiding his true emotions, even his smallest white lies so easy to read it was almost comical.

So you knew without a doubt Yuuji was practically dying inside from offering his lap to you- but God could he be any more adorable though...

You grinned devilishly as that statement echoed in the room, now a mantra replaying in your mind.

Finally, finally some desperately needed, selfish attention.

You scrambled off his bed, making the short distance to his chair and plopping yourself in his waiting lap, legs bending against his outer thighs and hands wrapping against his neck.

It felt like bliss- you melted your body into his, succumbing to that intoxicating scent, snuggling your face into the crook of his neck.

You felt Itadori chuckle, the vibration tickling your cheeks as you grazed his exposed skin.

“I dont think Ive ever seen you run over to me that quickly, babe-Maybe I should do that more often-”

That small joke made you feel even more possessive over your boyfriend, your hands wrapping deeper against his skin to soak up as much warmth as you could.

“Don't be getting any ideas,” you scolded playfully, your voice muffled from being so close to him, “ or Ill take away your cuddling privileges,”

Yuuji laughed again at your weak threat, his digits trailing against your scalp and dancing against the soft skin behind your ear

“Like you could really stick to that, “ he smiled, “youd give up on the first day,”

You scrunched your nose at the jab, bringing yourself to look at Yuuji.

The freaking punk- you could already hear the smirk in his voice, but it was even worse when you looked at him. This man looked like a smug puppy, always desperately wanting attention and flaunting it when he got it. It was written all over his face that he was loving how needy you were for him.

You pursed your lips to the side, your eyes squinting slightly at your smug boyfriend.

“And youd be begging me in the first hour”, you retorted back, trying your best to look stern.

It was so hard to do that with Itadori though- he was just so damn comforting you couldnt help but just want to smile and drown him with all your affection.

Yuuji’s smile slowly dwindled to a dreamy grin, his eyes softer as he reached out for your face, cradling your cheeks against his hand. That faint smell of cologne lingered in the air, the scent even stronger now. You closed your eyes, your body riddled with a tingling sensation as you sucked in that intoxicating smell.

“Oh really,” he taunted back with a soft smile, “Id be begging?”

Shit-you creaked your eyes open ever so gently, kicking yourself internally for being so obvious.

He knew exactly what he was doing- Yuuji sometimes forgot how charming he could truly be, but when he remembered- it was game over for you. You could barely think straight, only able to focus on him and his touch.

Yuuji placed a kiss on top of your forehead, the sensation sending an explosion of fire works across your whole body, the spot almost ticklish.

You couldn’t even deny him-he was your whole world, and you'd go crazy if you weren't with him.

“Its okay though,” he smiled, his voice soft as his thumb brushed against your cheek.

“Id go a little crazy without you too.”

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Masterlist | Tip Jar | Requests Open for Jujutsu Kaisen + Haikyuu!

12/16/20

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starlightkenobi · 5 years ago

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Can you do an Anakin one shot where you two have been life long friends and you both realize you’re in love with each other? Smut is totally acceptable lol! I absolutely love your writing!!

hell yeah! (watching season 6 ep 6 of tcw for those immaculate anakin vibes while writing this 🥴) and i may have gone down a “wanting to suck anakin skywalkers dick” train of thought and couldnt stop thinking about it so this happened

also anakin calls the reader baby a lot in this cause im feeling some type of way after seeing that anakin baby video,,, anakins bitches gc you know what im talking about

Just Friends // Anakin x Reader

rating: explicit

warnings: oral (giving), dom anakin, praise kink, use of the names master/kitten

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Three loud knocks on the door to your quarters startled you awake. That is, it would have startled you awake if you were able to fall asleep in the first place. It was pretty common for you to struggle with sleeping, but some nights were better than others. Tonight was not one of those nights. Although you didn’t want to admit it, you were relieved for the sudden knock at your door because you knew exactly who was behind it.

Not caring that you were only in an over sized t-shirt that stretched past mid thigh and covered your underwear, you made your way to the door as quickly as you could without stumbling in the dark. Once you opened it, you were greeted by a familiar sight, Anakin, his face red and his eyes puffy, both from crying and from sleep deprivation. Tear tracks stained his face that you could see glistening in the moonlight. Without hesitation, you wrapped your arms around him tightly. Anakin immediately returned the display of affection, his body trembling.

“It’s okay, it’s okay now. I’m here. I’ve got you.” You pulled away, rubbing your hands up and down his sides in a comforting motion. He didn’t even need to ask to come in. This exact event had happened so many times that the second you took his hand in your own, he just followed you inside.

You and Anakin had been friends since you were both very young, just children training as padawans. You grew up together, and as the years passed, you became inseparable. You had always been very close, but as you both became adults, you began to do things that some (especially the council) would consider odd for “just friends” to be doing. One of these things was Anakin’s late night visits. He always struggled with nightmares ever since he was a little boy. As his best friend, of course you knew this. But as he got older, instead of going away, they got worse. More gruesome. So, to combat his sleeplessness and fear, he would stop by your quarters so that you could hold him and comfort him, and he would fall asleep peacefully in your bed.

Still holding his hand, you guided him to your bed through the darkness, pulling back the covers and sitting down. You slid over, leaving a spot for him to curl up next to you. He eagerly took the opportunity, sliding into bed and into your open arms. You were safe, shelter from the storm that was his constant nightmares. Even in his own bed, he never felt at home, not until he was in yours.

Anakin knew what this meant, he wasn’t stupid. But he was also in denial. He was trying to deny it, at least. However, tonight was different. Anakin had a dream about losing you tonight. He was used to having these types of dreams, where you would die and he would stand by helpless. But tonight, it was him who killed you. He was especially shaken up about this one, and immediately rushed to your aid.

Now, here he was, nuzzling into your neck and holding you against him. More like crushing you, afraid that if he didn’t, you would disappear and leave him. You would be lying if you said that Anakin wasn’t your only safe place too, so it was actually comforting feeling him crush you in his arms. You moved one of your hands free, tangling it in his hair and massaging his scalp gently. Anakin had a thing for you playing with his hair, it always managed to soothe him. Occasionally it would cause a very specific problem, one that Anakin would have to take care of himself in the morning. You pretended not to notice for his sake, but you noticed every time. It didn’t necessarily bother you, in fact, it caused a very specific problem of your own. But you were also in a similar state of wanting to deny any “more than just friends” feelings that you had.

Tonight though, Anakin was tired of denying. He was feeling extremely bold. So, brought his head back from the crook of your neck, now face to face with you. You gave him a puzzled look. Usually in these scenarios, he would just pass out in your arms and sleep like a baby after some “friendly” cuddling.

It was now his turn to lace his fingers through your hair, combing through the strands gently. Even in the dark room, only dimly lit by the moon from outside your window, your eyes shown. He moved his other hand that had been gripping your waist to your cheek, brushing the soft skin with his thumb. “You’re so beautiful...” He murmured, almost in awe. As if he had known it all this time, but this was the first time that he was truly admitting it to himself.

“Anakin...” You didn’t know what else to say. You waited for him to do something, to make a move while he brought his face closer to yours. Tentatively, he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. Your mouth hung agape, completely at a loss for words. You felt like you had been waiting for this for an eternity, but now that it was happening, you were stunned. He pulled away, leaving the ball in your court. He was waiting for you to give him some sort of sign that it was okay for him to continue. You knew that he was waiting for your permission, but you didn’t know what to say. You wanted everything from him, his lips, his hands, his cock, you just didn’t know how to form the right words to ask him for it. Panicking, you blurted out the only thing that you knew for certain, the only thing that felt right. “I love you!” It was true, you did love him more than anything in the galaxy, and finally being able to admit it to both him and yourself was a feeling of relief unparalleled. He understood what you meant, immediately knew what you wanted. He always knew.

His lips crashed against yours, his hand gripping your hair and pulling you towards him with such ferocity that you were left breathless. He growled against your mouth before pulling away to kiss his way down your neck. “I love you. I love you. So much.” He kissed the words into your skin, and you couldn’t help but moan as he decided to leave deep purple marks on your neck. You could have scolded him, pushed him off so that he wouldn’t leave obvious marks that everyone would be able to notice, but you didn’t care. You wanted him to mark you up. You wanted to belong to him.

He moved you like a ragdoll, rolling you over so that you were on your back and he could tower above you. His hands traveled up and down your sides, your shirt riding up and exposing your bare thighs to him. “Is this alright, love?” He knew that this was what you wanted, but he needed to ask your permission before he took this any further.

Enthusiastically, you nodded. “More than alright.” Your voice was breathy and eager.

Anakin hummed a response deep in his throat that made you shiver. “That’s my good girl.”

You knew thay you were in for it now. You had seen this dominant persona in Anakin before, whether he was placing his hand on the small of your back in a public setting or rushing in to “save you” from a group of droids, even though you totally had it covered. In general, Anakin Skywalker was just a very protective and dominant person. This however, was on another level, a level that you were pleasantly surprised and extremely turned on by.

Anakin grabbed the hem of your shirt, letting you lean forward so that he could tug it off of you. “My good girl.” His tone was so deep and dominant that it sent chills through your body. Anakin noticed, chuckling. “Awww, baby...I haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already trembling for me.” A smirk tugged at his lips and he ran his hands over your now bare chest. He reached your breasts, pinching each nipple between his fingers. You mewled, your sensitive nipples sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

It was here that you realized how overdressed Anakin was. Impatient, you reached towards him, making a grabby hands motion until you could stretch far enough to claw at his clothes. “Alright, baby. I know.” His hands left your body, making you whine. “Be patient, baby.” Slowly, to make sure that he was teasing you, he undressed himself. Every time you reached out to touch him, he smacked your hand away and told you to wait.

“Anakin...” You groaned, staring at his bulge with wide eyes. You could have sworn you were drooling.

“You want it that bad, huh baby?” He traced his fingers over the outline of his bulge, letting out a shaky breath at the feeling of finally getting some friction.

“Please Ani...” You moaned as you spoke, dreaming about being able to hold his cock, to make him feel good, to feel him inside of you.

Anakin chuckled, slowly pulling down his boxers and letting his erection spring free. If you weren’t drooling before, you sure as hell were now. All of a sudden, the thought of having him burried in your cunt left your mind. You wanted him in your mouth. You wanted to feel the weight of him on your tongue. You wanted to make him feel good after everything he’d already been through tonight.

Anakin noticed you staring, but he didn’t mind. He thought it was adorable. “Darling, you’re gonna have to tell me what you want.” Anakin’s erection bobbed as he moved to crawl back on top of you.

You cleared your throat, desperate but still anxious to tell him what you wanted. Trying to speak, you opened your mouth but no words came out, leading to you just staring at his cock with your mouth agape. Anakin lips formed a soft smile, the kind he gave whenever he wanted to reassure you that everything would turn out alright, and that he was here for you. Anakin’s smiles always seemed to have that affect on you, whether it was intended or not. “It’s alright, baby. You know that I’ll give you whatever you need.” His hand moved over to your face, brushing the hair out of your eyes gently.

Finally, feeling reassured and a little more confident, you stuttered out a response. “I w-want...to make you feel good. I want your cock in my mouth. Let me taste you Ani, please.”

Anakin smirked, surprised at first by your filthy mouth, but still definitely very pleased. “Of course, baby.” Anakin cooed, rolling you both over so that you were now straddling him. Slowly, you slid you way down his body, your hands tracing over his toned chest until they rested on his thighs. Your tongue darted over your lips, already almost moaning at the thought of having his cock resting on your tongue.

Tentatively, you took his cock in your hand, realizing how huge he was in comparison. Your thumb swiped over the head, gathering the precum onto your finger and bringing your hand back down to the base. Anakin immediately groaned at the contact, his fists tangling in the sheets impatiently. Now you realized how much power you had over this situation. Smirking, you ran your tongue up his entire length, never breaking eye contact with him.

“Don’t tease me, baby girl. I don’t think you’ll like the consequences.” Anakin growled, warning you. You giggled at the prospect of that, fantasizing what he might to do you. Now, you were feeling bold. Ready to test the boundaries a little bit.

“Is that a promise, master?” You giggled, eager to see how far you could push him.

Anakin’s hand immediately reached down to tangle in your hair forcefully. “Keep it up kitten, and I’ll be sure to fuck that smart mouth of yours.” Fuck, you felt your pussy clench and you moaned at his words. “You like that, huh baby? You like being my little kitten?” Anakin’s voice was low in his throat and so damn dominant that you couldn’t help but whine. He chuckled, nodding at the confirmation to his own theory. “You do...you love being master’s little kitten.” He paused, giving your hair a sharp tug. “But if you want to be master’s good kitten, you’re going to have to suck me off, alright baby?”

You nodded, giving a little “Mhm!” in affirmation. Already, you were wrapping your lips around the head of his cock. Anakin moaned immediately at the feeling of your warm mouth.

“That’s it...good girl, just like that.” He kept his hand in your hair, helping you ease down onto his length until you couldn’t take anymore, your hands wrapping around the rest. “Good kitten. That’s perfect, you’re doing so good for me.” Anakin groaned as you eased yourself up and down his length. You gagged a little when he hit the back of your throat, but you quickly got used to his size.

Anakin guided you through it, his hands stroking your hair and giving you praise along the way. “Perfect...suck a little, kitten. Just like that, ugh yes, that’s it.” He was quickly losing control, thrusting his hips up so that you could take him deeper. The moans that were filling the room were heavenly, you couldn’t imagine anything hotter if you tried. You were dripping now, most likely soaking through your underwear. You moaned around his length, sending vibrations that caused him to release an almost feral growl.

Anakin was almost fucking your throat at this point, and you dug your nails into his thighs to ground yourself. “Ugh, fuck! Look at me, kitten.” Your eyes, previously closed, snapped up to his. A single tear slid down your cheek, most likely due to you surpressing the urge to gag around him. “You’re gorgeous, kitten. Such a beautiful baby. How did I get so lucky...fuck.” His eyes shone a deep blue that flickered in the moonlight, and his mouth hung agape while he groaned in pleasure and praised you. “Keep going darling, I...” He trailed off, but he didn’t even need to finish his sentence, you knew what he was going to say.

Shakily, Anakin pulled you off of his length by your hair, using his free hand to stroke himself. He was babbling a string of praises while your mouth hung open, waiting for his release to land on your tongue. “So perfect baby, you’re so perfect, I love you so much...fuck!” Strands of hot cum landed on your tongue and around your mouth, and you moaned as a pang of arousal shot through you. As his cum filled your mouth, you realized just how badly you were craving to be touched.

You closed your mouth, savoring the taste of something so entirely him. Swallowing, your eyes trailed over his heaving chest to meet his. Anakin moaned, feeling another tinky spike of post orgasm pleasure as he saw you swallowing his seed. His hand stroked through your hair gently, comforting you. “That was perfect, kitten. You’re so good to me.” You smiled, basking in the praise, but wiggled your hips impatiently as you were now craving some kind of release.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Come up here, baby. It’s your turn.”

#star wars #fanfic #the clone wars #anakin skywalker #smut #anakin smut #anakin x reader

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arthurflecksgirl · 4 years ago

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Hiiii it's me again😂❤️ Can I have a ff where Artie Is at Arkham and it's his last day in. and x Reader comes to pick him up from the hospital🥺 and they go home together, and as always if you want to add some cuddles or She helps Artie to take a warm bath🥺 It would be nice

Oh my dear friend, thank you so much for the request. It was a very emotional ride and very intimate to write. I hope with all my heart that you will like it. Love you so much!

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The moment the door opened you felt your heart crumble. That heavy, white door with the tiney window. He must have stared at this window for so many nights.

The bed was empty. For a second you feared that he broke out of the hospital. If that was the case they would find him and lock him up again. Way longer than last time. The thought of being seperated from him for another few weeks or months seemed unbearable. Looking back at the last weeks without him made you wonder how you managed to stay sane yourself. The empty bed, the stillness of his empty apartment...it felt like the walls were closing in on you. Night for night was spent on his couch, alone, trying to remember his skin on yours, pressing his pillow close to your face to smell the remains of his sweat and shampoo that got caught up in the soft fabric.

He was missing from you like a part of your very own body. And now you`re gonna get your missing part back. Taking it home with you. Filling his apartment with love again.

Your eyes searched for him. That room. Standig between these four walls made you feel snowblind. All the white. Even Arthur was dressed in white. The only contrast was his dark hair .

Arthur was sitting in the corner of the room. Crumbled up on the floor, like a piece of paper. Like a love letter that wasn`t well written enough to send it, so the writer just formed it into a ball and threw it across the room.

But you wanted to read it. Every sentence. Every letter. You wanted to take that page and uncrumble it. Make it readable again, to realize how beautifully written it actually was. Poetry. The purest form there ever was.

Arthur was the poem who remained unnoticed. Unseen by so many. Even by the ones who wrote him.

The doctor kept looking at you, talked about last night and how Arthur kept whimpering your name. But all you could do was focusing on that one curls that fell to Arthurs forehead. His head was hanging heavy on his shoulders. He looked downwards.

"Artie, darling? I`m here. " you got up to him to knee on the ground.

Arthur finally lifted his head. The circles under his eyes darkened since you saw him two days ago. He looked exhausted as you gently stroke his hair. A tired smile crossed his sad eyed face. His curls felt greasy like he didnt washed it for at least a week.

"You look tired, darling"

Arthur tried to get up but he seemed so much weaker than he was when he got here.

"Im so tired, Y/N. I`m so very tired." He sat down on the floor again "You`re really here aren`t you?"

"I am. Its your last day. I will take you home with me now".

Arhur started to cry "Can you please hug me. I need to feel that this is real. I want to hug you but....I can`t"

It was now that you realized that he was still in his handcuffs.

You wrapped your arms around him so tight you felt his ribcage poking you. Silent tears fell from his eyes onto your shoulders. "I missed you so much, Arthur. I was so incompleate without your breath on my neck at night. "

He nodded, unable to answer. He just cried.

"Cry, sweetheart.its okay let it all out. It`s over now. You can go home with me. No more lonely night in this cold room. We`re gonna go home now and I`m gonna make you a nice, hot bath before we disappear under the sheets.

The doctor looked at you with disguise "A hot bath sounds like a plan. Mr Fleck refused to take a shower for 9 days straight. "

You didnt liked the tone in her voice.

"Why is he still wearing his handcuffs anyway?" you asked.

"Because you can never know with him." The doctor replied, giving him a dirty look.

You wanted to tell her how damn rude she was but you kept silent to not risk anything.

"And he refused to eat,too. We actually thought he wated to starve himself to death in here. Which is illegal."

The anger inside of you grew with every word she said, but you concentrated on Arthur and supported him to get up. "C`mon, darling. We`re gonna leave this place now."

Arthur once again fell into your arms, desperately trying to touch you with his cuffed hands. You held his fingers inside your fist "You`ll feel better soon, I promise."

The doctor took a step closer and got the keys to unlock the handcuffs. "Goodbye, Mr. Fleck. " her voice sounded cold and heartless. You noticed her taking a step back as Arthur looked up to starte into her eyes. Almost like she was afraid of him. How could anyone be afraid of him?

Arthur didnt answer. The second his hands were free he hugged you with his whole body. So tight it felt like you shared the same jumpsuit. He held your face between his hands. They were as gentle as always. The most gently hands in the world. He seemed different. But still the same. His fingertips stroke your face, your cheekbones and nose, your chin. "I missed touching you, Y/N. Oh, I need to touch you so bad. " The intensivity of his eyes never left, even when he looked as tired as he did now. He was so touch starved. Just as you.

"Not in here, Mr Fleck. You know the rules." The doctors voice really got on your nerves. Did she had any idea how hard it was not being able to share your love ? Did she even knew how it felt to be in love? To be forced to leave your other half behind? At a mental hospital?

You both ignored her, touching each others faces "I missed the taste of you" he breathed upon your mouth, right before your lips met. Arthur kissed you with all that was within him. His mouth was dry from all the medication. His lips cracked. But his kiss was full of love and admiration for you. Full of longing and pain.

Your fingers ran through his messy hair. It was getting even longer than usual. Almost reaching his shoulders.

"Please!" The doctor started to sound angry. "This is not allowed! You`ve got enough time in your hands when you`re out of this building".

Your lips parted again.

"Thats right Dr. Finn. Goodbye." you grabbed Arthurs hand and lead him out of the room.

Before you left Arkham Arthur was lead into the changing room, where he got rid of his white clothing. He looked so much more like himself when he got back. His brown cardigan made him look softer than ever before. He touched the soft, worn out fabric of it, convincing himself that this was all real. Grounding.

It felt good to leave this bulding which became his second home after so many years of being in and out. A home that felt more like a prison since there was someone waiting for him outside these walls.

The whole way home on the tram Arthur rested his head on your shoulder, closing his eyes. He needed sleep.

"I havent slept for days" he whispered while you sqeezed his hand. "I couldnt close an eye without you by my side. Even the sleeping pills couldnt help."

"We`re gonna make you rest as soon as we get home, Artie."

Artur almost drifted off into sleep on the ride home. Leaning on your shoulder was enough to make him feel save enough to get sleepy.

When you arrived home you took off his sweater and pants "You`re freezing, baby."

"I know."

"Do you still want to take a bath before going to bed?"

"Yeah...please! I feel kinda... dirty".

You kissed his forehead and handed him a bathrobe "Put this on while the water is still running. It will keep you warm. I will make you some soup, okay? You gotta eat something,too."

Arthur nodded "Okay. But...I`m afaraid my stomach cant hold it. They gave me some new meds and it was getting worse again. "He looked ahamed as you walked into the kitchen to boil some water. "Dont worry, Artie. We`ll go slowly. But we have to try. I wont let you go to bed with an empty stomach today. It must have been days since you had eaten something. "

Arthur followed you into the kitchen. He needed to be near you every second. He looked so lost in his bathrobe. So helpless.

"Alright, the soup will be done when you finished bathing. " you smiled. Arthur mirrored your smile and followed you back into the bathroom. He stil walked like he had his handcuffs on, which was a sad thing to wittness.

Arthur froze when you helped him out of his bathrobe and into the bathtub. He was even skinnier than usual. His body looked like he was close to a break down. His shoulderbone seemed like it was about to burst through his fragile skin. He`s got some small bruises on his wrists and his tummy was sucked in.

The warm water felt like an embrace as he let himself sink into it. He immediately closed his eyes and awaited your touch.

"I`m so gald to be home" he mumbled as you started to shampoo his sweaty hair. Washing his beautiful curls always felt very intimate to you. You had a thing for his hair. Every strain of it was holy to you. Every curl a poem.

You noticed a small wound on his forehead as you tried not to let the shampoo run into his eyes. "You`re hurt"

"I know. It was my fault. I did it to myself. I`m sorry if I disappoint you"

"Artie, you could never disappoint me. Do you hear me?"

He nodded.

"I love you more than anything, Arthur"

"My whole life I never loved anything else" he replied.

You stopped washing his hair for a second to lean in to kiss him. The warm water dripped down his forehead. You tasted his shampoo upon your lips.

He was home with you.

Life was sweet.

You took the sponge and washed away the pain and loneliness. Every bad memory, every sleepless night at Arkham. You washed it all way. Watching the pain dissappear in his eyes.

Arthurs musicles started to relax under your tender touch. Even his tense tummy.

He was thankful for all the attention, the love. A smile crossed his face after he got out of the bathtub. You hugged him while he was still naked.

"You feel better now, sweetheart?"

" A lot, Y/N. Thank you. I`m trying to eat some soup now. Just for you!"

"Thats great, Artie. lets do it" you handed him oneof his sweaters. "Um....can I have....would you let me wear one of yours? " he asked with his little voice.

"Of course, Arthur. Oh god, sure. Wait I will get you one!"

A minute later you came back with your fave sweater. Arthur slipped into it like it was his.

"Thank you so much. Its so comortig to wear your clothes".

"Anytime, baby" you got the bowl of soup.

Arthur sat down on the couch. He didnt even asked for a cigarette.

You noticed his eyes watering.

"Whats wrong, Artie?"

"I`m afraid I might throw up. I`ll be so embarassing."

You took the spoon and put it to his lips "There is no reason to be ashamed. The important thing is to try. If you have to throw up its okay. "

"I threw up at Arkham and they yelled at me"

"I´m not gonna yell at you."

"I know....I know that." he whispered.

Arthur swallowed after you fed him the first spoon.

"Is that okay?"

"Yeah."

"Another?"

"Yeah"

You fed him three spoons of soup until he was close to spit it out again.

"Its okay, baby. Take your time. We`ve got all the time in the world to make you eat."

"Thank you so much, Y/N. I dont know what I would do without you."

Arthur waited five minutes until he was ready for another four spoons.

"I´m proud of you, Arthur. Really. You`re doing great.

"Thank you Y/N. For helping me with that. I think thats all I can eat for today. But maybe....tomorrow. Or later when I wake up. Maybe you can leave the bowl of soup next to my bed"

"Sure, darling." You kissed the corner of his mouth and placed the bowl on the table.

"Try to get some sleep now. I`ll be right here with you".

Arthur layed down on the couch as you joined him.

His huge blanket covered both of your bodies.

"Finally" he muttered, pulling you close to his heart, burying his face in the crook of your neck, kissing it gently as he breathed you in.

The familiar smell of his own sheets helped him relax.

"Y/N?"

"Yes Arthur?"

"Would you....like...sing me to sleep or something?"

"Of course,my love"

Arthur closed his tired eyes as your voice quietly echoed through apartment 8J.

"The moon is a silver dollar shining up in the sky

There is a dream we can buy.

Sweetheart you and I

The moon is a silver dollar

Made for lovers to share

And with you in my arms

I`m a millionaire

Our care in troubles

Will all be small change

Someday they all change

Into a dream come true

The moon is a silver dollar

What a glorious sight

Lets invest at him love

Tonight"

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 5 years ago

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i just watched this video of chris drunk during an interview and omg he is the cutest bean ever😍 so here comes another request, chris is out, drinking with friends and he calls you because he is clingy with you more so when drunk and he is just spilling everything, how much he loves you and the whole wedding vows and promises and then he comes home but doesn’t recognize you and he is like ‘no, i don’t wike you, i have a girlfriend’😂 i know very specific but omg i’m so in love with him💕

Babes, he is the Sweetest cutest drunk man ever, if its the video where he goes on about how hes not a tap dancer, but lets lay claim to that fame, cause why the hell not. XD haha. I loved trying to picture what he would do. And absolutely he would get so gushy for his girl, needing to tell her how much he loved her. Awww. Love this one, thank you so much!

“God I need a break”

Chris’s arm slung over his eyes as he tipped his head back, taking a deep chest raising breath. You glanced up from your seat across the room, watching him from over your book. A frown playing on your lips at the sight of him being so tensed and stressed out. Everything about him right now was taunt and rigid. And with a sigh he moved back into a sit, leaning over his documents spread on the coffee table. Setting your book aside, you grabbed your phone and headed into the kitchen, pulling up a group chat with all of Chris’s closest friends.

‘Hey what you guys all doing tonight?’ You chewed your lip a bit waiting. They were rather quick though, sending you a quick fire replies.

‘Nothing!’

‘Staying home on the couch watching trash tv’

‘Suggestions?’

‘Whats up Buttercup?’ Last one came from Scott, he started giving you teasing nicknames simply cause you were practically his sister in law at this point.

‘Chris desperately needs a night out with all of you, and wont ask for it himself. Help him (and me) out?’

You peeked back out of the room, to see Dodger huffing at Chris with a ball in his mouth, shoving into his lap. Chris absently with a flick of the wrist tossed it across the room. The fact he wouldnt even look up, but the crease deepened in his forehead as his eyes scanned the words, rubbing his chin let you know he needed this. He kept up like that, his beard you adored so much was gonna be rubbed off. Come on guys, you thought. It was then you heard the ping, and it popped up on your screen.

‘Say no more, we will take care of it’

They were the best. Seconds later Chris’s phone started buzzing, rattling across the coffee table, jarring him at the noise. It was persistent, as he reached to grasp it, going through the ‘Buddy, Julios, 8 pm tonight!’ messages, Scott sending a private one later ‘Picking you up tonight’ Leaving it so Chris didnt have to worry about driving.

“Y/N, the guys want to go out tonight... “ He pushed off the sofa and went in search of you, finding you standing at the kitchen counter, selecting an apple out of the fruit bowl and start slicing it up. “Hmm, whats that Chris?” You ask while coring your fruit, asting as if you didnt know what he was gonna ask.

“Guys want to go out tonight, you want to come? They are apparently not taking im to busy as an answer. Scotts driving.”

You act surprised, and give a shake of the head. “No, Im gonna stay home tonight. Working on a work project, and I want to finish it up.” You gather your fruit in a bowl and come around to reach him. “But I will leave the porch light on for you Handsome.” You lean up as if to kiss him and when he went to meet you, you stuff an apple in his mouth, grinning as you pluck up another piece and snip of the tip of it.

“Just dont forget your keys cause I will be sleeping.” You smirk, after swallowing, moving to go around him. He wasnt about to let you get away though, catching you around your hips and pulling you in close, using his beard to tickle your neck. “Oh I know you had something to do with this Baby!”

You are laughing and squealing, denying your guilt as you try to escape. “No way! It wasnt--- CHRIS!” he was relentless though and chased you into the livingroom once you broke free, already he was starting to relax more.

That night, you did as you promised and left the porch light on, making sure the door was locked and headed into the bathroom to brush your teeth. Your phone sat nearby, and right in the middle of you scrubbing for those pearly whites, Chris’s ring tone popped up, the phone lighting up the picture of the three of you. Picking it up, you had to chuckle at the message.

‘Baby, I miss you so much. What are you doing? Do you miss me yet.(sad face sad face heart)��

You typed out ‘Brushing my teeth and heading to bed. Sounds like your having a good time. (wink)’

It wasnt even seconds before you got another one, this time it was ‘But do you MISS me?’ Yea he was tipsy, he always got a bit needy once he had some liquor in him.

‘Yes, course I do. Sleeping all alone is tough without you to cuddle up with.’ You knew that would make him smile. Snapping off the light, you go into the bedroom and turn down the bed, setting about doing the rest of your nightly routine when it pings again. This time there is a video, which you move to sit up against the headboard, hitting play.

It starts out all wonky, like Chris didnt have the camera still, and then it turns to him, at an odd angle, he must not be holding it high enough, and hes shouting over the music. “Y/N, I couldnt type anymore, the keys are to small.” he lifts it higher and you can see the others in the background, goofing off and shouting at him to return to the party, he waves them off and steps away further, away from the music, so you can hear him properly now. “I just wanted to tell you how much I fucking love you. Oh so much baby.” He rubs his face quickly, you can tell what hes saying is important to him, something that hes kept for a while, but finally had to get it out. Whenever he gets emotional, he rubs and touches his face. “I just need you always in my life, and I know you will tell me not to be silly, but listen. I love you so much, I just need to tell you. When we get married, im writing my own vows, your worth so much baby, I cant wait to make you all mine. I still need to go buy that ring though. How do I open up reminders?” His finger slammed down on the phone and its here he accidentally hit send, making you laugh hard enough that tears start streaming down your face.

It was no hidden fact that Chris wanted to tie the knot, he had mentioned it several times, so you couldnt wait to show this to him to see that flush rise up his cheeks and him shrugging as if he confessed some big secret. “Dont pay attention to that, I have to do it right!” Little did he know that you didnt even need the ring. If he just asked, you would in a heartbeat agree. But as he said, he wanted to do it right, and you were fine with waiting for him to be ready.

You send a message to Scott. ‘Please bring Chris home safe, hes so liquored!’ Which Scott just sent back a laughing emoji, clearly amused with his brother. It went quiet, and you pull the blankets up, falling asleep shortly after.

It was a couple hours later when you heard Dodger shuffle out of the bedroom and give a soft bark. Chris must be home, you thought as you rolled to get up, and wearing nothing but his oversized tee, you pad out to see where he was. Ahh, the kitchen. On the counter was several bags of what looked like taco bell, and he was rummaging for something. You lean in the doorway and say his name “Chris, honey, what are you looking for?”

From in the fridge he remarks “more cheese, I need more cheese” Between his legs, Dodger also has his head stuck in the fridge, the two of them quite the pair. You open a cupboard and take out some nacho cheese, unscrewing the top for Chris. In this state of mind, you didnt want him to try for himself. “Here Handsome, I got you a jar.” He turned suddenly, half tripping over Dodger as he went for the bag of tacos, and dumping out a pile of food. “Your the best... “ drizzling cheese all over his taco and taking a big bite, he gave what could only be described as a dirty moan, his eyes rolling back. “This is the best, besides Y/N’s tacos. I miss my baby”

“Im right here” You state, but he ignores you, going back to his taco. While hes eating, you go back to lock the door, pick up his shoes, and leave the rest of his chaos for the morning.

Getting back, you see hes left behind his meal, and with a roll of your eyes you pick that up to. He would make it up to you tomorrow. You would be sure of it. Heading towards the bedroom, you saw him collapsed on the bed, groaning. You bite your lip to keep from laughing, going to set on your side of the bed. “Chris, do you want to get undressed?”

His eyes slanted open as he looked up at you, and he groaned, turning away. “Go away, wheres Y/N?”

Well this was a first for you, your hand touches Chris’s back. “Baby, its me.”

He shifted once more to turn on his side facing away from you, muttering “I dont wike it, Stop, go away, your not Y/N”

“Chris?” You move to lean over him, your hand braced on his shoulder for leverage to glance over his half sleeping form, and he half slapped at your hand touching him, grumbling into his pillow. “Stop, I dont wike it. Wheres Y/N?” It wasnt often Chris resorted back to placing his W’s in place of the L’s.

You pull back and study him a moment, getting your phone and texting Scott.

‘How much did you guys give Chris?’

‘Oh honey, that boy is out of commission when I dropped him off at home. He should be passed out by now.’

No shit Scott, you think. Setting your phone aside. Chris has shifted again, to his back, and gives a smile seeing you and sighing. “Y/N is so beautiful, I cant wait till we have all the babies. Little Y/N all over the place.”

You pat his chest and lay down next to him. “Yes sir, all the babies, and Chris can change all the dirty diapers, and car pool them back and forth to soccer camp.”

He loped an arm around you and cuddled you in close to him, humming. “Yup. Tell Y/N that when she comes home that I miss her.”

“Oh of course, she will be very happy to see your home safe.”

That made him smile and he buried his face in your hair. Within minutes he started snoring softly, and you moved his arm from over your chest to settle at your waist. Finally you to drift off for the night.

The next morning came to you waking up first, bleary eyed, Chris came into focus, having moved during the night. Now he was on his back, head tipped back into the pillows, and mouth wide open. You were pretty tempted to take a picture, but before you could move, he slung an arm around you and twisted to his side, muttering against your shoulder.

“What Handsome?”

“I want... to die. Ugh” He lifted his head enough to rub the sleep out of his eyes and rubbed his chin against your neck, resettling himself against you. “How bad was I?”

Your hand comes up to card your fingers through his hair, light and gentle, he started humming softly at the soothing feeling.

“Well... You insisted on eating tacos, left a whirlwind of stuff in our livingroom, and you didnt remember who I was.” That shot his head up, in confusion.

“What?”

“Yea, you were convinced I was another woman and everytime I tried to like touch you to make sure you were okay, You brush me off and demand to know where I was.” You giggled softly at the memory, and he dropped his head groaning.

“Shit baby Im so sorry if I was an ass.”

“No no, you werent. It was more like you just wanted to see me, and you werent gonna accept another woman. It was kind of cute. You kept saying I dont wike it whenever i touched you. Oh and you um... sent me a video.”

He grumbled against your shoulder. “Course I did... I dont even want to know what was on it.”

You bring your hand to slide down the back of his neck, to his shoulders and rub along his upper back. “Well, it was all good stuff Chris. It was about how much you missed me, and loved me, then there was talks about a wedding ring.” Again he groaned against you, lifting his head up.

“Listen Y/N, when I said all that... “ He started and you cupped your hand over his mouth.

“Stop Babes, you were drunk. You really dont have to say anything. It was a cute video, and thats all I took it for.”

His eyes flashed in a touch of relief, another less sure woman might have been hurt at her mans relief, but you knew better. Chris was a man who ‘wanted to do it right’. You tilted your head up and nuzzled your nose against his. “How about you jump in the shower, and I will go make us a hangover cure?”

“And whats that?”

“Why more alcohol of course.”

He seemed to ponder a bit on your offer, and rolled to sit up, stretching. “Your on baby. Can you stay in my shirt though?” His blue eyes darkened in desire. “Cause your so fucken sexy in my clothes and I have plans for us later.”

You move to get off the bed, cupping his face once you stand and kiss his lips playfully. “Of course” As you turn to leave, his hand snaps playfully across your bare ass, and you smirk leaving the room.

Party is just getting started now.

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rvnjun · 6 years ago

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nct 127 reacts | gf overhears them call her clingy

request: Hiii! Can I request something where the 127 calls the gf clingy (but she overheard it) and she distances herself , barely talking to them and they don’t know why?:) warnings: angst? authors note: sorry this took so long babydoll and I changed up the req a bit! Feedback and reblogs are very appreciated

T a e i l

Taeil stared at your figure on the couch, your hands tightly curled around the remote and your eyes glued to the movie on the television. Something was wrong but he couldnt put his finger on it. He knew that there was something different about you but he didn't know what. “Y/n?” he called out, awaiting your response. You didn't even him spare him a glance as you mumbled a ‘huh’. “Are,,,aren't you gonna come and greet me?” he asked, voice wavering. Taeil hated how he sounded but he finally realized what was causing him a bother, you hadn't been greeting him when he arrived home anymore. “What's wrong?” he asked right after realizing what was the problem. Normally you were the type of person to not just burst out your emotions like that but before you could collect yourself, the tears were already dripping down your cheeks. “I,,I,,I-” you stopped for a second to collect your breath “-I overheard what you told Taeyong and im sorry for being so clingy.” Taeils eyes wavered at your words “Baby I didnt mean it like that,,Im sorry that I made you feel that way. I love how clingy you are, it shows me how much you love me,” Taeil softly spoke, pulling you in for a gentle hug.

T a e y o n g

Taeyong loved how clingy you could be, some days he wanted nothing more than to be in your arms. Afterall, it wasn't easy being the tough and strong leader of over 16 wild boys. Your arms were a safe haven, the one place we he truly felt like he could relax and not have to worry about anything. However, when Taeyong was truly feeling stressed he would take the anger and worries out on things that didn't make him angry. Which is how he ended up in the situation he was in. Tears burning your cheeks and eyes red and puffy. Your arms were tightly crossed around your chest as you struggled to get the words out. Taeyong hated seeing you this way and it pained him even more to know that it was his fault. “Y/n what you overheard was a private conversation with Johnny that I said under an enormous amount of stress and it wasn't true,” he calmly explained. Your tears momentarily halted as you brokenly asked “Are you sure?” in reassurance. Taeyong didn't say anything but open his arms for you. Immediately you ran to his arms as he tightly held you “I'm so sorry, Y/n.”

J o h n n y

Johnny sighed as he rubbed his temples. There was so much going on his life and he just wanted to lay in bed and cuddle with you. But you were angry with him and he couldn't figure out why. Between you and work he felt like he was being torn apart. Sighing heavily he looked up at you “Y/n I need you to tell me what's wrong otherwise I can't do anything about it,” Johnny stated trying to help the situation. “Im just being less clingy, that's what you wanted, right?’ you asked in a slightly sarcastic tone of voice. Johnny's brows furrowed as he racked his brain for answers, why would you think,,,,,Mark. “What did Mark tell you?” his anger was bubbling a little more. “Mark didn't tell me anything. I went to the dorms to drop off some stuff that you left when I heard you tell him I was annoyingly clingy so I left,” you explained the situation. “Y/n I,,I guess I didn't realize how much I love your clinginess until you stopped in. Im sorry,” he sighed while the weight finally lifted from your shoulders. You smiled and opened your arms, missing giving your giant teddy bear of a boyfriend hugs.

Y u t a

He stared out the window with a blank look on his face. The image of your sadden expression burning into his mind. It was his fault, really. You guys got into a pretty bad fight and he was just upset over that. While ranting to Sicheng about you and the whole ordeal he said that you were “overly clingy to the point it was creepy.” What he did not expect was for you to go to the practice room to apologize for the fight, overhearing the comments he made. Your face shown pure agony, his heart breaking more every millisecond. Regret. He felt regret that he didn't run after you to explain himself. “Im creepy,,huh?” your voice sounded shattered as you spoke with seemingly no emotion. “Y/n,,I didn't mean it like that I was just upset. You're not creepy and I don't know why I even said that,” Yuta said, now the one crying.”I mean at the time I meant it but now that i've calmed down I don't,,,can you please forgive me?” Yuta added hopelessly. Your whole body felt tired and like you'd spent the past hours running miles. You knew Yuta, that sometimes he said things he didn't mean. Almost like you were being pulled to him you wrapped your arms around his sitting figure, his head resting in your chest. “Im glad you dont care that i'm clingy”

D o y o u n g

Doyoung stared at the menu as he continued to talk about his relationship. He confided in Taeyong with private and personal problems, and trusted his advice. Sat at a table a few rows back your grip on the glass began to tighten the more he spoke. Sitting across from you, your dear friend watch with a saddened expression. “I thought things between you both were going good?,” she questioned, voice laced with obvious confusion. You didn’t say anything but placed some money on the table and sat up to leave. You couldn’t bare to stay there any longer, hearing the things Doyoung was saying about you was really hurting you. Once you arrived at your shared apartment you laid in bed and quietly wept. After a few hours your phone lit up showing that Doyoung was calling. Rolling to your side you ignored it, not wanting to talk to him just yet. A few more hours had passed when Doyoung barges into the apartment, confused and worried as to why you never answered his calls. “Y/n?,” he called our softly, carefully pushing the bedroom door open. Even in the dark room he could make out your silhouette in the bed. “Hey what’s wrong?,” he asked already knowing something was up. Despite wanting to yell at him you turned over and looked him dead in the eyes “Why are you being so clingy?” Was what you had asked with ill intentions. Immediately he understood your reasons behind not answering the phone. “You weren't supposed to hear that,” he simply said. You felt the bed dip as he took a seat upon the comfy thing. “Yeah and what else haven't I heard that I wasn't supposed to? What else have you been saying?” Doyoung could tell you were rightfully upset. “Y/n,,I,,I did mean it when I say you're clingy, but If I had a problem with it wouldn't I have told you? Im a straight up person,” Doyoung confessed, hands reaching over towards your figure. It was silent for a moment as you processed his words. Sighing heavily you rolled to face him “Do you promise that it doesn't bother you severely?’ you questioned earning a nod from Doyoung. He leaned down a placed a gentle kiss on your cheek “I mean it.”

J a e h y u n

He always got a little ancy with the interviewers starts asking questions about their dating life. Its a question every idol dreads to hear but has to sit through anyway. Jaehyun, he is always tried to make a joke of it. He may have made it funny for all his fans but all his joke did was hurt the person he cared most about, you. You haven't been answering his texts or calls since the day that video went up. He pulled the mask tighter over his face and rushed to your apartment. Technically he wasn't supposed to leave the dorm today but he wanted to see your face. “Y/n,” he called out while banging on your door. “Y/n,,please open the door,” he said with more desperation. You slowly walked to the door,,feet stopping at the edge as you stared at it. “I know what i said hurt you and im sorry about that,” Jaehyun added, not even sure if you were there. Pressing your back against the door you slid down, Jaehyun doing the same on the other side. “I shouldn't have said that gf who is clingy would be the worst, because for me, a gf who is clingy is the best. A gf who is clingy is the best thing that has ever happened to me,” Jaehyuns voice sounded broken. He needed to see your face, he needed to hug you and make sure everything was okay. The second he heard the sound of the door unlock his heart raced with excitement. You opened the door and pulled him in for a hug. Jaehyun tightly squeezed back and placed kisses on the top of your head. “Oh my god I missed you so much,” he said while bending down to place a kiss on your lips

W i n w i n

Winwin wasnt the type of person to be honest with his emotions but you could always read what he was thinking. “Y/n,,I didnt mean to call you clingy,,yes sometimes you a get a little attached but the only times it bothers me is when im already in a bad mood,” Winwin quietly explained. He felt upset with himself for ever saying those things about you when he knew that they were some of the things he loved the most. You wiped the tears from your eyes using the paws on your sweater. “Are you sure?” you questioned, unsure if he was being truthful. You could tell in the way he looked and in the way he was acting that something was bothering him. Winwin then did something that took you by surprise, he was never one to initiate romantic things first, it was always you. Reaching out, Winwin grabbed you by your waist and pulled your body flush against his. He looked into your eyes with an intense emotion before slowly leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips, his tongue teasingly darting out. You two stayed like that a few seconds longer than you should have but when he pulled away you were flushed and out of breath. “I really do mean my apology, Y/n. I love you,” he quietly said, seemingly embarrassed with his previous actions.

J u n g w o o

Jungwoo stared at you for a few seconds, he brain racking over everything that had happened. “Why,,why are we breaking up I thought everything was fine?” he asked, tears already flowing like a hydrant. Seeing his broken face broke you even more. Your voice, barely above a whisper, finally came out “Because our communication isn't the best,,and no good relationship has bad communication.” Jungwoo hands grasped out for your wrist holding you in place and not letting you leave. “What should we tell eachother then? Y/n I cant have you go, you're the only thing that's holding me together right now,,please,” his voice cracked and he looked shattered. Your chest heaved up and down as loud sobs erupted from you. “I accidentally read your texts and I saw you tell Lucas I was clingy,,” you confessed, convinced that he would want to break up then. “That's what this is all about? Goodness Y/n you should've talked to me first. Yes you get clingy but tis not a serous issues, what's a serious issue is how hot you eat your food,” Jungwoo cracked a joke. Your tears fell even harder as you pulled him in for a hug. “I'm so sorry for ever suggesting it I should've talked to you first,” you cried like a little baby in his arms. Jungwoo swayed side to side, holding you tightly and cherishing every second of it.

M a r k

You often read over Marks lyrics, whether they were going to be used or nt you loved to read them. It always felt like you got a insight into what was really going on in that Canadians head. Your fingers flipped the page as you started on the next song. “Cling to me” was the title as you guessed since it was written sloppily at the top. Some of the words were smeared due to something having been spilt on it but you did your best to read it anyway. At first ti seemed like a light hearted song but as the lyrics progressed you realized it was about you. A song about how loving it was at first to have someone cling to you only for it to be over bearing and annoying. The door opened as Mark walked in, his eyes skimmed the room only to see you reading his journal. “Oh, I haven’t been writing lately,” he said, plopping down next to you. When you didn’t respond right away Mark noticed that you looked distraught. “y/n?” he questioned before his eyes slowly moved to the page. He felt his heart drop momentarily before his hand darted out to cover the page. “Don’t continue reading this, before you saying anything let me explain. I wrote this after our last fight and I was angry,,I didn't mean it. Flip the page,” Mark instructed while flipping the page for you seeing as you wouldn't listen. “I wrote this he next day after seeing what I wrote the previous night, I didn't mean to write those things, Y/n.” Holding back tears and wanting to listen to him you glanced up at the top “Eyes of an Angel” was the title of this song. Reading the lyrics you let the tears drop. “Eyes of an Angel” was a song about how you always saw him for him and how it was yours eyes that pulled him out of some of his darkest times. About how he was thankful that the first thing he got to see in the morning was your eyes staring back at him. Leaning over he pulled you into a hug and kissed the top of your head “I really should rip that page out,” he mumbled while pulling your lips to his, giving you the sweetest and most gentle kiss he ever had

H a e c h a n

Haechan was a playful spirit, that was something everyone knew. Infact it were his light hearted jokes and his childish teasing that gave him a lot of fans, plus It didn't help that he was incredibly good-looking. Haechan was teasing Mark about how he never lets him hug him or give him kisses. Your feet padded against the ground as you made your way to the dorm, ready to finally drop off Haechans clothes that you stole and promised to return. “Yeah well you know who is really clingy?? Y/n,,sometimes I cant breath when Y/n is in the room-” you stopped in your tracks, dropped his clothes on the ground and spun around on your heels. “clingy,,but,,,Haechan,,with,,he,,me??” you mumbled incoherently to yourself. “-its not like I have a problem with that though, her clinginess is a big reason why I love her,” Haechan finished his sentence, confused as to why Mark was staring behind him funny. “I swear I heard someone,” Mark slowly walked towards the hallway, Haechan not far behind. Peaking over the corner Marks eyebrows went from being knitted in confusion to panic. “Okay Haechan, DON'T PANIC BUT-” Mark was quickly interrupted by the younger bright boy “WHAT DO YOU MEAN DON'T PANIC?? NOW IM PANICKING WITHOUT KNOWING WHATS WRONG,” the young boy yelled back. “Sorry,,,I uh,,,I think Y/n was here to drop off your clothes but for some reason she dropped them,” Mark directed Haechans line of sight to his clothes on the ground. “Fuck. She probably heard me calling her clingy and left,” Haechan quickly pushed past Mark, pace picking up as he attempted to catch you before you got back on the train. The second her caught sight of your hair, bouncing as you hurriedly walked he couldn't help but scream your name. You froze in place long enough for him to catch up, with his hands on his knees and his favorite hoodie in his hands. “You,,you didnt hear it all,,I called you clingy,,but I also said thats why I,,I love you,,please,,take this back and,,,come back to the dorm,” Haechan said in between heavy pants. “Oh my gosh im so stupid,,sorry Haechan,” you said with a giggle, putting his favorite hoodie on. He stared at you in disbelief for a few seconds before pulling you in for a tight hug. “Its not fair you look better in my stuff than I do.”

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holylulusworld · 6 years ago

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Married per accident – Part 10

Summary: After her fiancée cheated on her the reader meets a hot stranger in a bar and get married. She’s got not clue that he is Jensen Ackles.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader, Jared Padalecki

Warnings: drunken marriage, angst, miscarriage, sad reader, sad Jensen, fluff

Married per accident Masterlist

One week later you can leave the hospital. Jensen never left your side. He slept in the hospital bed next to you and even refused to take the shortest break.

Jared had to help you dragging Jensen out of your room to at least have a shower and eat something.

Sitting in the backseat of Jared’s car Jensen holds you tight. The pain over the loss of your baby is still overwhelming.

Holding you tight in his arms Jensen softly kisses your cheek. Hugging your husband tight you sigh.

"We are here," Jared says.

“Good I’ll bring Y/N in and then I’ll get her bags," Jensen says.

“Dude bring your wife in, I can carry the bags. Don’t worry. I’m not weak Jense. Help your wife and I’ll take care of the rest.”

"Thanks, Jare." Helping you out of the car Jensen wants to carry you in.

“Jay, I can walk,” you scold.

Looking at his disappointed face you hug him tightly.

"Sorry but the psychologist suggested I should find a way back into a normal life. I can walk, but you can hold my hand."

“Okay,” Jensen rasps.

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Taking place on the comfortable couch you wait for Jensen to sit next to you.

Jared left right after he brought the bags in to give Jensen and you some alone time.

Resting your head against Jensen's shoulder you squeeze his hand tight.

“Thanks for being there for me, Jay.”

“Why are you thanking me? You are my wife and I love you.”

“You’re awesome you know that – right?” You say smiling.

“I had a hunch.”

“Finally back home. I hate hospitals. Hospitals are always so clean and cold.”

“Me too baby, me too.” Smiling Jensen kisses your cheek softly.

“The doctor said with the medicaments I have better chances to get pregnant again and to avoid another miscarriage,” you say.

“We will try again when we’re both are ready.”

“I know Jay. The doctor said I need to wait for at least two weeks before…ya know.”

“Baby I would never put any pressure on you to have sex. We lost our baby; we will take all the time we need to be together again, okay."

Smiling you straddle his lap. Looking into his olive eyes you stroke his cheek. Kissing his lips softly you move your hand through his hair.

Holding you tight Jensen kisses you back, almost desperate to feel you.

“How about having some Chinese food?” Jensen asks.

“Sounds great. Food, shower and then we could cuddle in bed. I want to be close to you.”

“Me too.”

"I missed being alone with you. All the nurses and doctors… I swear some of the nurses checked double on me only to check my hot husband out.”

“So I’m hot?”

“You know you’re hot, Jay.”

“You’re not that bad yourself. Two of the younger doctors couldn’t take their eyes off you.” Jensen grunts.

“You know I only have eyes for you Jensen.”

Humming he smiles at you. Hoping you will get over the loss of the baby he’s desperate to make you feel comfortable.

"I'm fine, Jay. It will take some time, but with you, by my side, I can make it. I love you."

“I love you too, Y/N. I’m sorry for what happened at the party. After what she said I was in some kind of shock. I never thought she would say something like that.”

“That’s in the past. Let’s move on, forget about her and that night.”

“How can you forgive me?”

“She was a bitch, not you. Those words hurt me but they didn’t leave your lips…by the way you have awesome lips…” Giggling you kiss his cheek.

“So you like my lips? What else do you like?”

“Really? You want to know everything I like about you?”

"Tell me, baby."

"This is a long list, Jay."

“Then just tell me the ‘highlights’.” He says chuckling.

“First your eyes, god I could drown into them, your hands, holding me tight but the most important thing I like about you is that you catch me when I fall.”

“That’s my job I’m your loving husband.”

“Are you really happy with me?”

“I was never happier before. I love you. I know the way we got married was very unconventional, but I do not regret it. We can have a second marriage any time. I want to see you walk down the aisle in a church in a beautiful white dress.”

“You really are cheesy Jay…but I like it.” Kissing his lips softly you let him hug you tight.

Closing your eyes you smile against his lips while Jensen gently strokes your back.

For the first time since you lost your baby, you feel hopeful. No matter what will come your husband loves you…

Forever Tags

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Dean/Jensen Forever Tags

@spnfamily-thewinchesters, @love-my-not-natural-babies, @supernatural-bellawinchester, @butifulsoul125, @lyinginthegingerlocks, @mirandaaustin93, @hawaiianohana15, @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester, @20gayneen, @thefaithfulwriter, @x2closebut2farx

Married per accident Tags

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watchmegetobsessed · 6 years ago

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Shawn Mendes // Boundaries Part 12

yoooo im back with a new part!! okay this sounded like im a shitty rapper.. im really losing my shit lately over school but whatever... anyway, enjoy! shower me with your thoughts!

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11

I’m an emotional wreck when I get into the car and Nick greets me with a friendly smile. The silence is comforting, though I miss the country music Shawn used to play every time he was in a good mood.

I’m not a nail biter, but I nibble on them as we are getting closer and closer to Shawn’s place and I’m trying to come up with a plan on how I want to do it. Should I just blurt it out or should I build it up properly like a speech that ends with me telling him that he is going to be a father?

None of the options seem to be right, so after a while I give up and decide to just go with the flow.

When Nick rolls into the garage my nerves are exploding and my hands are shaking when I get out of the car. I take the elevator and I feel like my stomach was left in the garage when the elevator moved up.

The door opens and I walk into the familiar apartment. I hear his singing voice coming from the kitchen even before I could see him and it immediately brings a smile to my lips. I don’t know what I was expecting to see or how I imagined our first meeting after our emotional goodbye, but it feels… normal.

I walk into the kitchen and he looks up at me from the instant soup he is making and a wide smile dances to his beautiful face. He looks just as handsome as I remembered, his hair is now a bit longer, a curl is dancing on his forehead with every movement, but it’s beyond adorable. I have to fight the urge to curl it to my finger.

“Hi!” he greets me and stepping closer he pulls me into a hug, and I feel like I’m finally safe and home.

“Hi,” I whisper against his hoodie as I wrap my arms around his waist. Smelling his scent makes is even harder to peel myself off of him when it’s long over the friendly duration for the hug. “Instant soup, huh?” I ask hoping to make myself forget about the aching pain in my chest that I’m feeling now that he is standing next to me again.

“I don’t have lunch or dinner dates anymore, so I’m more often stuck here alone. And I’m still not a chef,” he chuckles shaking his head.

“Ordering is still an option, you know?”

“I… haven’t been quite in the mood to talk to strangers, not even a delivery guy,” he mumbles anxiously as he puts a spoon into the soup and stirs it. Steam is dancing above the bowl indicating that it’s still pretty hot, so he doesn’t attempt to taste it, just lets it sit on the counter.

I can relate to how he is feeling and I’m surprised he shared this detail with me. I was afraid he would be distant and sullen with me, but his honesty is calming me.

“Do you want a glass of wine or something?” he asks walking over to the fridge. I almost say yes immediately, some alcohol would definitely work for me, but then I realize that I can’t. Because there is a teeny-tiny baby in my stomach now.

“Um, no thank you,” I shake my head and watch him grab a water for both of us.

“So, not that I’m rushing you, but I’m really curious about what you wanted to talk about.”

We make ourselves comfortable on the couch and I feel my anxiety coming over me. I have no idea how to do it, but I can’t just blurt it out. I need time to think.

“I… I’ve been missing you.”

He gives me a doubtful look and I’m afraid he can see through me, but then he doesn’t question if this was my original intention. But I start talking again just to be sure.

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot and I just couldn’t get you off of my mind. I know I was the one who wanted to end everything, but… I guess I can’t do it.”

I feel horrible. I should have told him straight away instead of talking bullshit. Well, okay, it’s not bullshit, it’s true, I’ve been missing him as hell, but this is not why I came here.

He runs his hand through his hair and I think back of the time I used to do this without a second thought. Now I’m sitting next to him with a decent gap between us, so our legs can’t touch.

“I missed you too, Naya. So much. But… what do you want to do? I mean… I’m happy to start seeing you again, but we have to figure this out, how we want to make it work.”

I nod with a blank stare and I don’t know what I can say. If I don’t tell him about the pregnancy test I’m just fucking everything up, making him believe things are turning right and we can start over again, when truth is, everything is about to turn upside down.

For my luck, his phone starts ringing somewhere in his room and he excuses himself rushing into the room to answer the call.

I growl angrily as I reach for my bag and grab the test. I stare at it and can’t help but grimace. What am I doing here? I can’t ruin his life, I was the stupid one who forgot to take the pill, so it’s all my fault. A child would blow up his whole life and I can’t put up with the thought of messing everything up for him. I shouldn’t have come here.

I jump when I realize he is walking out of his room and in my sudden confusion I tug the stick to my coat’s pocket hiding it as I jump to my feet. I have to leave before I fuck something up.

“Where are you going?” he asks with raised eyebrows.

“I-I gotta leave. I’m sorry.” I mumble nervously as I head to the elevator, but he grabs my arm and… and everything happens too fast.

His grip is not too hard, but it’s strong enough to pull my hand out of the pocket and the stick slides out with it as well. It falls to the floor and the clinking makes me jump. I totally freeze right at that moment, giving Shawn the chance to reach for it.

As I watch him pick the test up from the floor I hold my breath and pull my shoulders up, as if I’m afraid he is about to explode. He hold it between his fingers, stares at it for the longest few seconds before his eyes slowly move up to my face. I’m biting my lips, feeling the tears dwelling in my eyes.

Why didn’t I put the damn test back into my bag? Why am I such an idiot?

“Shawn, I-“ I start, but I don’t get to finish, he cuts me off.

“Is this yours?” he asks in a firm voice. I nod.

“I took it this morning. I threw up last night and realized I’ve been late for over a week, so I bought the test and…”

“Did you do it on purpose?” I hear his next question and the words freeze to my tongue.

“What?” I manage to say.

“Did you get pregnant on purpose? Were you planning on it?”

His expressions are hard, he seems mad and it’s scary to see him like this. I didn’t want to upset him and his questions catch me off-guard. I stare at him in disbelief, but it soon turns into anger. How can he think I did this on purpose?

“Sure, I thought it would be fun to mess up my and your life as well!” I snap back angrily. “Of course I didn’t! I forgot to take the damn pills!” I growl as I snatch the test from his hand. Now I’m raging and I’m offended by the accusation.

“You told me not to worry about it! And yet, you have a positive pregnancy test in your bag now!” he retorts just making it even worse.

“I’m sorry, I was too busy trying not to fall apart! I’m sorry I’m human! But if you think I did this on purpose then I’m leaving now. It was a mistake to come here.”

I turn around furiously, but he grabs my arm again holding me back. When I turn back to him his face is completely changed. He doesn’t seem mad anymore, more like… desperate.

“Hey, hey, hey. I’m sorry! I didn’t… I just- I’m in shock, okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“And you think I’m not shocked?” I scoff in disbelief. “This morning I found out that I’m pregnant, I came here to find comfort and maybe to find out what we should do now, and then you accuse me of doing it on purpose!” Tears are running down on my cheeks and though I try to push him away, he pulls me to him and closes his arms around me no matter how badly I’m trying to get away from him. “I’m so fucking shook, I’m terrified and I really thought seeing you would make me feel better, but I’m still so afraid.”

Now I’m full on crying, I’m sobbing into his shirt but he doesn’t seem to care. His strong arms hold me tight to his body and I just want to stay like this forever. He is stroking my hair gently, soothing me without letting go of me. I’m glad he is holding me because my knees feel like jelly.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you, I wasn’t thinking. It’s okay baby,” he whispers into my hair pressing a kiss to my temple.

“I’m sorry for raging so bad. I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster in the last 24 hours,” I mumble wiping my tears off of my face, but I know my eyes has already swelled and as red as a tomato.

“It’s fine. Come on, let’s sit down and talk, okay?”

I nod my head and he pulls me back to the couch. He gently takes my coat off and sitting down he pulls me close, circling an arm around my shoulders. His body’s heat is attracting me like I’m a bug and he is the only light in the room. I cuddle to his side and enjoy the momentary silence as I slowly realize I’m somehow relieved. The secret is out, he knows about the test, now we can focus on figuring out everything else.

“I’m sorry about the pill. I should have been more careful, it’s my fault,” I mumble and looking up at him I my gaze meets his soft eyes. All the anger and doubt is gone by now, I have my soft Shawn back, thanks God.

“Don’t say that. I should have been more persistent about using a condom too. We are in this together. But we really have to figure out the next step.”

“The next step is that I have a doctor’s appointment for tomorrow. These test are pretty reliable, but I need to see a professional as well.”

“Cancel the appointment, I’ll get you one in a private hospital. They are very trustworthy and we can sneak in without getting noticed.”

I don’t protest, I’m more than happy to keep it a secret for as long as possible. The last thing I need is to get recognized as I’m going to the gynecologist with Shawn.

“And we have to tell at least Andrew. He would kill me if something got out without him knowing about it.”

“He is going to hate me for life,” I sigh sadly, shutting my eyes closed. He runs his hand up and down my arm soothingly.

“Hey, don’t worry. Andrew is a smart guy, he doesn’t hold a grudge for nothing. And as I said, I was there too when…” His other hand gently slips under my sweater to my stomach. “When this baby thing happened. You remember?”

His playful smile calms me a bit. I’m suddenly very aware of his warm palm on my stomach and it’s so strange, to think about the tiny baby in my stomach.

“Shawn?” I speak up after a few silent moments.

“Hm?”

“I’m scared.” My voice is just a dying whisper and the damn tears are flowing again from my eyes, I can’t help it. Startled from my sudden mood change he sits straight up so he can look into my eyes, he cups my face in his hands and runs hid thumbs across my cheeks.

“Don’t be. It’s going to be alright. I’m not letting you do this alone, okay?” I nod my head sniffing like a little child. “I know it’s very sudden and scary, but you are not alone. I’m here and we are in this together.”

Now I’m crying because he is the sweetest person alive. His kind and soothing words comfort me like nothing on the world and even though this is a shitty situation I’m still happy I get to do this with him.

“I just… Don’t feel like I’m ready for this,” I choke out shaking my head.

“You will be ready for this when the time comes. I know we can make this work, okay? Just… don’t give up. We have someone else to think about now,” he lets out a small chuckle making me laugh through my tears.

Thanks to the emotional shock we both went through we doze out on the couch soon. When I open my eyes it’s already dark outside, meaning I spent almost half of the day napping with Shawn on his couch. His arms are hugging me protectively as he is spooning me from behind. I don’t want to wake him up, but one, I really have to pee and two, it’s time for me to leave, I don’t intend to spend the night here. Our situation doesn’t mean we are back on track.

I successfully peel myself out of his grip and make it to the bathroom. After quickly taking care of my business I check on him, he is still sleeping, now hugging a pillow to his chest. I take a moment to admire how peaceful he looks right now. No drama, no worries, just his angelic face that I still love so dearly.

As I feel myself getting emotional I turn away and grabbing my stuff I leave. I don’t call for Nick, I get a cab and head home.

I guess my message is clear to Shawn, he doesn’t call me that day. In the morning he texts me that he is picking me up at the café to go to the clinic and he also lets me know we are having a meeting with Andrew and Justin later, though I have no idea who Justin is. Definitely not Bieber.

Elisa is not home when I wake up, I’m thankful I don’t have to face her, she knows me too damn well and I know it would take one look and she would know something is off. I need more time to figure things out.

I have a beanie on and my scarf is covering half my face so I’m not recognizable. From my previous month spent with Shawn I expect him to be distant and moody after I left without a word yesterday, but I guess the situation is different now. I’m welcomed with a bright smile as I sit into the car.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” he asks me kindly.

“Um, fine. I was a bit nauseous in the morning, but I’m better,” I sigh tiredly. I leave out the part where I spent ten minutes kneeling next to the toilet because I was pretty close to throwing up. “Who is this Justin we are meeting later?” I ask.

“Justin Stirling. He is in my team, he has been doing a lot of marketing stuff for me lately, but he was busy with family stuff last month.”

I nod my head noting the information. The rest of the car ride is spent in silence. I feel so strange, before this whole pregnancy drama Shawn was always the dominant one, especially because he was kind of my boss. But now he looks so lost and confused, my news yesterday must have thrown him over the edge. He is looking out for my every mood and it’s starting to make me feel uncomfortable.

We make it into the clinic without anyone noticing us. This is definitely not how I imagined my first trip to the doctor when I become pregnant. It’s far from idyllic, I’m nervous, my hands are shaking so I hide them in my pocket, Shawn is like a jumpy kid, looking out for everything around us.

“Hello, I’m Dr. Hosier, please, come in,” the doctor greets us. She is a lovely middle-aged woman with a warm smile which is quite calming. We follow her into the room and while I sit up on the white bed Shawn takes place next to me. “So tell me, what do we know so far?” she asks as she is getting ready for my examination.

“Um, I’ve been late for about nine days now, in the past two days I’ve been feeling nauseous and I threw up once. I took a test and it came out positive.” I’m nervous to talk about it with Shawn right next to me, but I try not to think about it.

“Okay. Any pain maybe in the lower stomach?”

“No,” I shake my head.

Soon my pants and underwear comes off and I sit with my legs up while Dr. Hosier is facing my lower half. She keeps asking me questions, I just stare up at the ceiling and answer them like a robot. Shawn looks tensed as he is looking at the doctor.

“I’m going to do an ultrasound quickly,” she informs me she helps me put my legs down. I’m trying to breathe evenly as she pours some jelly on my stomach and starts roaming it with that… something. I don’t even know what these things are, this is how unprepared I am!

All three of us is staring at the screen that is filled with black and white void, I don’t see anything, but the Dr. Hosier freezes the picture and puts a circle around a teeny-tiny dot in the lower part of the image.

“Well, I have news. You are in fact pregnant, Miss Duvall and that little dot is the baby.”

I guess she can sense how unwelcomed the situation is, so she keeps her congrats to herself. She quickly tells me that we need to reserve another appointment soon, she talks about vitamins and useful information while I wipe my stomach clean and get dressed.

“Here, this is for you,” she tells me handing me an envelope. Opening it I see two copies of the ultrasound picture. I just thank her quietly wanting nothing more than to just finally leave the clinic. It is official now, I’m pregnant.

The realization hits me hard across my face as we walk out of the room and head to the car. Neither of us is talking, I’m scared, mad and desperate about the situation and I’m pretty deep in my thoughts when Shawn takes my hand and stops me before I could walk out of the building.

“Naya, let’s… talk for a minute, okay?”

I just nod my head as we sit down in two seats in the corner. No one is batting an eye at us fortunately.

“I, uh- I just wanted to tell you that… I know it’s scary and everything, and Andrew will probably explode when we tell him, but… I’m totally in.”

“In what?” I ask confused.

“In this. In us, in investing in this pregnancy. I want to be part of it, no matter how crazy things will get. And I guess I’m not saying anything new if I say I want us to… continue from where we were before things went downhill.”

“Things didn’t go downhill, our work came to its end and I did the logical thing.”

“But this is not work anymore. I want to give us a chance.”

I stare at him with mixed emotions. I don’t know what I want, I need time to figure out my next step. I have so much to worry about now that my feelings for Shawn must come second… or third… I’m more worried about what Andrew will say, how I’m going to work and what will people think if it ever gets out.

“I need time. It’s just too messy for me now. I’m sorry, but… I need to figure everything out.”

I can tell my answer doesn’t satisfy him, but he doesn’t protest. Pressing his lips together he nods shortly before we continue our way out of the clinic.

I’m shitting my pants when we reach the office complex where we are supposed to meet Andrew and Justin. I have no idea what to expect, but I’m sure it won’t be too pretty. Shawn tries to calm me telling me that it will be alright, but I know we are in trouble.

Shawn knocks on the door that has Andrew’s name on it and when we get the approval he opens the door.

“Ah, hey! I didn’t know you would be here too,” he immediately says when he sees me, confusion all over his face as he shakes hands with Shawn shooting him a questioning look. But he just ignores it and turns to the other guy in the room.

“Hey man, this is…” he starts gesturing at me, but he is not sure which name to use, so I step ahead and hold a hand out for Justin.

“I’m Naya. Hi.”

This is already over the work relationship I formed previously, my real name is justifiable. I see Andrew’s surprised face from the corner of my eyes and I know he is a smart guy, he must be putting the picture together slowly. But I bet he has no idea about the bomb we are about to drop onto him.

“Hey, Justin. Nice to meet you,” Stirling shakes my hand and soon we all take our places. Andrew is behind the desk, Justin is leaning against the bookshelf in the corner while Shawn and I are sitting in front of them.

“So, what is this meeting about?” Andrew questions. I turn to Shawn and he is already opening his mouth to answer.

“I have something to tell you, but I hope you won’t get mad. I just want you to listen to me.” Andrew nods and Shawn continues. “So… During the one month Naya and I kinda got cozy, if you know what I mean. In the last two weeks things escalated quickly, so it all took a romantic turn. But, um, w-we ended it when the month was over,” he adds and I’m staring at Andrew, trying to read his expressions, but I can’t. He is like a statue.

“Okay, go on, what is the problem?” he asks leaning back in his seat, but I have a feeling he already figured it out, because when he looks at me I can feel his eyes burning into my skin.

“We made a very reckless and immature mistake by… Um, we- we didn’t…” Shawn’s stuttering is getting under my skin, so I take a deep breath and just blurt it out.

“We didn’t use protection and I’m pregnant.”

The room falls silent, Andrew is staring at me, Shawn is staring at Andrew, Justin is staring at Shawn and I’m staring at the floor. The words felt heavy in my mouth and I’m afraid my heart is about to jump out of my chest.

After what feels like eternity, Andrew takes his glasses off pinching the bridge of his nose as he takes a few deep breaths. Once he places the glasses back he leans on the desk and finally speaks.

“Have you been to a doctor or you just did a test?” he asks in a calm, but distant tone.

“We went to the clinic together today. I was there, it’s one hundred percent,” Shawn answers for me.

“How many weeks are you?”

“It’s the fourth,” I mumble ashamed. Andrew’s questions are prim and strict, it all feels like an interrogation.

I look at Justin for the first time since Shawn started talking and his face looks blank, but I can tell his thoughts are racing, trying to figure out what to do with the situation.

“Okay, and what do you want?”

I furrow my eyebrows confused.

“What I want? I don’t understand it…”

“What do you want?” He repeats. “Money? Followers? A job? What do you want?”

“I don’t wa- You think I did this to get stuff from you or Shawn?” I ask realizing what this is about. Shawn’s first reaction was almost the same and now I’m definitely hurt. I never made them believe I’m a scheming bitch, why does everyone think I’m using them?

“Of course the thought crosses my mind, otherwise, how could you be so reckless to have unsafe sex?” he asks as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, but it’s just making my blood boil.

“Andrew, it’s not-“ Shawn starts, but I cut him off.

“How dare you accuse me of being such a horrible person? You know nothing about me! Just because I work as an escort doesn’t mean I have such low life choices as getting myself knocked up by a client! You know what? It was a mistake to come here.” I grab my bag and throwing it on my shoulder I stand up, ready to leave. Everyone moves with me, Andrew and Shawn jump up and Justin takes a step towards me, all three of them to stop me, but the intentions are not the same. While Shawn wants me to stay because he cares about me, Andrew is just afraid is I slip out the door he can’t control the news anymore.

Shawn grabs my wrist and gently pulls me closer to him.

“Please don’t go, let’s talk.”

“You are not leaving without a confidentiality contract, no way you are walking out just like that,” Andrew growls and it’s just making it worse.

“You’re not making me do anything. I don’t need anything from you,” I spat at him and Shawn stands between us, as if he is afraid we would start a fist fight.

“Let’s calm down and talk, okay? Please!” he pleads, but behind him Andrew doesn’t seem too committed.

“I can’t deal with him if he is treating me like a bitch,” I say in a low voice, but the room is small, so everyone can hear it. Though I don’t care.

“Andrew, would you calm down? It was all an accident, she is not trying to ruin me,” he tells his manager turning to face him, but he is still holding my wrist.

I can tell Andrew is boiling inside, holding himself back not to throw the desk at me, and we are staring at each other like two hungry lions over the last piece of meat. Poor Shawn is standing in the middle, hoping he won’t have to pull us out of a fight anytime soon.

Then he takes a deep breath and nods.

“I’m sorry, but this was… quite shocking. I wasn’t expecting this.”

“I get it, it was a shocker for everyone, but let’s just talk about it, okay?” Shawn offers and I’m too tired and emotionally drained out to start a fight, so I nod my head agreeing.

We manage to sit back to our previous places and Justin stands right behind Andrew as we try to start it over again without the accusations and drama.

“I’m sorry for reacting so harshly,” Andrew starts, obviously thinking through his choice of words. “I’m just shocked, but of course, I don’t think you are trying to use Shawn. So… Let’s figure out what to do,” he offers and we all nod agreeing. “Was abortion ever an option?”

“No,” Shawn and I answer at the same time even though we never discussed it. Despite the difficulties of the situation I wouldn’t be able to abort this baby, it’s just impossible for me and I guess Shawn thinks the same way.

“Alright, then we need a strategy,” Andrew tells a bit more like to himself than to us as he is staring down at his desk. “Um… Are you guys…”

“Are you guys together now?” Justin asks speaking up for the first time in a while.

I see Shawn turning to me from the corner of my eyes, and his gaze is burning my temple as he is staring at me.

“It’s… it’s undefined. I have to figure a lot of stuff out.” I say feeling a bit guilty under their examining looks.

“But this is all joint now. Your decisions effect our work as well, I’m sorry, but you can’t just run free. Obviously, Shawn wants to take part in the baby’s life, so we have to work together. What stuff do you need to figure out?”

I feel awkward and anxious as I realize that he is right. I have to worry about myself, the baby and also consider Shawn as a third party, because he has the right to take part in this journey. I owe him honesty.

“I-I have to think about work, I need to talk to Joshua, because as soon as it gets visible I can’t work. But then I need money, because…” I don’t finish the sentence, I’m not ready to share my giant debts with them and listen to their pity. No way.

“Naya, I can support you financially. Let me help you out!” Shawn sighs obviously being over my shit, but I’m just too stubborn.

“No. That’s your money. I have my own problems to solve,” I protest.

“But I told you, we are in this together! I won’t just watch you struggle.”

“I can’t ask you to do me such a huge favor,” I shake my head staring down at my hands. I’m ashamed to admit how much debt I have to pay for every month.

“You’re not asking, I’m offering it.”

“Shawn stop!” I snap at him as I feel myself getting emotional again. “You have no idea how deep I’m in this shit! I inherited 1.2 million dollars of debts after my mom disappeared and left my number to everyone she was owing to, so now I’m paying thousands of dollars every month, because if I don’t, I might end up dead in a dumpster!”

My outburst is followed by total silence and my eyes are tearing up pretty quick. I didn’t mean to say it out loud, I never want people to know how much I struggle because of my own mother. She was a failure, never had a decent job so he paid for her debts by asking for more money from different people. Living this lifestyle for almost ten years can send you down the spiral, and when she disappeared after I moved out from her she left 1.2 million dollars worth of debt, forcing me to start working as an escort since this was the only job that offered me enough money each month to cover everything. I’ve paid back about half of the money by now, but I’m still coughing the rest every damn month. I was once late with paying, the next day two not too friendly guys showed up at my apartment and taught me a lesson with their fists. I never want to experience that. I scared the shit out of Elisa when she saw my black-eye.

“Can we… Can we have this conversation sometime later? I’m really not feeling good,” I say after a long time. I guess I shocked everyone with my outburst, they are all speechless. Shawn is the first one to recover after the scene.

“Um, Andrew how about we all have lunch tomorrow and talk about this? I think we all need some time to adjust the situation.”

I thank God for this offer, because I’m nauseous and anxious to sit here and talk about the future that involves a baby in my belly.

“It’s a great idea. Let’s just think about everything and come prepared the next time,” Justin nods agreeing and Andrew seems to be on the same page as well.

I put on my coat and keeping my gaze down I leave the office while Shawn exchanges a few words. I stop at the hallway waiting for him, chewing on my bottom lip I’m on the verge of crying once again. A few minutes later Shawn appears and seeing my long face he wraps an arm around my shoulders pulling me to his chest and this is exactly what I need right now.

“How about we get some takeaway, go to my place, eat and… just chill. Hm?” He offers mumbling into my hair, running his hands up and down my arms soothingly. I just nod my head, I’m too weak and stressed to talk and though I know I shouldn’t be getting closer to him, I just can’t resist. I need his presence, I want him to tell me it’s going to be okay, I just need somebody.

No.

I need him.

I AM SHOOK ARE YOU SHOOK LETS ALL BE SHOOK no im just kidding I WROTE IT hahaha okay im done here bye

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imjuliet2105 · 7 years ago

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Background Story

Three weeks ago, she left me. When i was at my worst and bad, she left. Came back last week and said she’s sorry. She said she was in agony and not happy at all ( which is true, i can see that ). I forgave her. I told her once i will love her forever and I will always be there for her when she needs me. That two weeks of being separated, i was desperate , lost and devastated. I felt like i lost everything. To me she was my everything, i am willing to give up everything just for her. That’s how much i love her. We’ve been together for nearly two years, staying together, eating together, sleeping together and cuddling with each other every night.

Well, let’s throw back to two years ago when we first met. We knew each other online through a social chat named WeChat. We were in a common groupchat where all the LGBT gathered. I was attracted by her profile picture so i went and purposely talk to her to make her notice me. Yup i succeeded, she did noticed me and private messaged me. From there we slowly chatted and turn to calling everyday and then video calling everynight before we sleep. We were from different city and when i moved to Singapore to work, she just finished her studies. She wanted to come to Singapore to meet me for just a few months before she go back to continue her studies. Well, that few months became nearly two years now. We got together after staying together for nearly a month. We were like the sweetest couple to everyone around us who knew about us. But after 2 months of being together some things happen. She have a group of friends where she only know them through social media as well and communicate through Twitter. Apparently they have been friends for a few years already. Things starts to feel weird when i realised that my gf starts to ask me weird stuffs like “Would you still want to be together with me if you know that being together with me will make you suffer in hell?” Of course at that point of time i said “Yes, I will” Then she was getting all worried and she was acting suspiciously. Keep telling me things about Hell and all. She even went to the church saying she need to confess and all. Then i said okay, stop! What is happening? At first she refused to tell me but after me being super annoying and keep forcing her finally she told me the truth.

She said her that group of friends told her that she is supposed to be together with a guy name “Shawn” ( which is one of the guy she used to talk too and also one of the guy in that Twitter Group ). Then she said that they said that me and my gf being together is a SIN. Okay, i can accept that not everyone accept LGBT, I can also accept that in religion LGBT is one of the 7 biggest sin ( im not really sure ) but what i cannot accept is when they said Shawn will have to sacrifice and “burn” to allow us to be together. WTF?! Okay at this point of time if you think that i am crazy of my gf is crazy, i personally think it’s normal. Because i thought she was crazy as well at first. And no she was not on Drugs. Anyway She’s my gf, i have to trust her. I told her i love her, she really want to give me up for someone you only talk to online and never even see him before? A lot of hoo haa went around and in the end she choose to continue to be together with me. She’s afraid to hurt them so she told them that she broke up with me.

Okay, this group of people claim to be Psychic. Oh god i really don’t know anything about this at all. But this is from what i understand and heard. They’re a protector of certain country and they use a word called “Clan”. So for example they’re like from England’s Clan, Malaysia’s Clan and bla bla bla. They often change their names and i don’t know why. And apparently, they’re not supposed to be known for God knows what reason because they were super angry when my gf told me everything about them.

I personally want to share about this because i feel this is not right. I dont want anyone else to be like my gf. Shawn’s full name is Shawn DelRoy. And the whole family with DelRoy’s name is involved in this. Next is someone called Sirina Phimhana ( apparently she died being hunted by dont know what. Another one is Danny Louis , Syafina Zuhanis but doesnt use her real name. The name she use is ( Abby, Aries ) Then another person name Vallence Griffin, Zhavia Crastairs , Remington, Leonard Darien, Damien Morgan, and lastly Lucianna Julianne Bianchi also known as ( July, Lucianna Juliette Bianchi ) Okay the names might change or what I really don’t know. But i really think that there’s a need to spread about this as they’re making people’s life difficult. My gf and the girl name Abby have been living in stress by worrying of what they always say. had a dream, worried about it. Have a bf/gf but it’s not the one that you’re supposed” to be with, worried about it. Heard something, worried about it. Felt something, worried about it. Like OMG why are you making yourself so stressful?!

Okay so remember from the start i said my gf left me? Because they told her that Shawn is half bodied burn and one arm gone ( a sacrifice for her ) Apparently Shawn is sacrificing for her sin ( OMG sounds like he’s Jesus ) So my gf is a very kind hearted woman and she have been living in guilt for the past two years just because they told her this. Then she decided to leave me and break up with me so that Shawn can start to heal and they say that by leaving me she will be closer to God too because I am evil. Okay... But i was not willing to give up. Being together with her for nearly two years i know our love came not easy and i know we love each other very very much. I will never give up on her. I did a lot of things that is stupid like killing myself and going out with random boys to get her attention because i know she still cares. But none work. She still leave and went back to her hometown. She said she felt free and happy there, but i know she was not. Being together for nearly two years, sleeping beside each other going through everyday i know how you look when you’re happy and when you’re not. I knew that she was very stressful and was living in agony every single day.

She left her certificates with me and she wanted me to courier it back but i told her that I couldnt find it and told her to come back and look for it herself. Then i knew she always love Hinduism and always curious about it. I went around to look for a Real Master that can answer all her questions and doubts on herself. When she came back, i brought her to this Master and then only she realise that how all this were so absurd. She apologise to me and say she’s wrong. She love me. I told her, i will always be by her side and i will never give up on her. No matter what happen. Till now, the twitter group of friends still dont know that she’s back together with me. And they message her and say that Shawn is recovering and healing. I looked to my gf and say “He’s still healing when we’re already sleep together for so many days”. I am not sure if all this is true or not but this is too much and too unbelievable. My gf quit being a free thinker and follow her heart in pursuing Hinduism. She posted about it and suddenly they post a lot of things about Hinduism as well. So i asked my gf “Isnt this suspicious?” She did agree with me. Okay in my opinion This group of people like to pull people together and use the name of God to make you think that they’re very holy and good. They are very knowledgeable. They know a lot about different religion. Then they will say like they’re a good devotee of the religion you believed in. This is my opinion, i am not sure as well. But i just hope that no one will fall for this again. Please don’t give up on the person you love and also the person that loves you. It’s VERY PAINFUL. VERY. VERY. PAINFUL. I hope everyone will love each other and everyone around you. Don’t hurt others and be firm on what you believed in. Dont lose faith just because others tell you otherwise.

This is the end of my Background story. Hope you guys can share this and spread the awareness. Love you guys!!

#psychics #faith #god #jesus #hinduism #story #lgbt #love #clan #DelRoy

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 7 years ago

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Okay so like: imagine the reader waking up from a nightmare (so bad that her scream wake up the whole septic house) and everyone runs in and she attempts to hug all of them at once because “I THOUGHT I LOST YOU GUYS AND I COULDNT SAVE YOU IM SO SORRY I LOVE YOU DORKS-“

*rubs hands together*

Thank you for the request, dear nonny :3……………

“[Y/n], please help us!”

“How could you let this happen?!”

“You said ve vouldn’t be forgotten!!”

“Please… save…. us!!”

“The world still needs me!! I can’t fade away now!!”

“I don’t wanna be forgotten again!”

You could only watch helplessly as your friends stood before you. They were crying out for your help, their bodies gradually fading into nothingness.

It was something that you always feared: the day that they would ultimately become forgotten. They only existed because of the fans’ memories of them…but now, they only had you left to believe in them.

So why were they fading now? Was your belief in them not strong enough?

You couldn’t understand.

“I-I don’t know wh-what to do!” You cried out, clenching your fists as tears welled up in your eyes. “TELL ME WHAT TO DO TO SAVE YOU GUYS!!”

But your desperate plea remained unanswered as they all stared at you, boring guilty, defeated, and even angered expressions. However Jameson stepped towards you, a sad smile forming on his face. He reached a hand out to you.

Lightly sniffling, you gave him a shaky smile back as you reached out to him…..only for your own hand to phase through his.

“Wh-What?” A look of horror crossed your features. Glancing up, you cried out once more upon seeing the mute gentleman’s form vanish. “Oh no..no, no, no! JAMES!!”

One by one, all of the egos’ bodies faded with Jameson, until there was only Anti left. The demon was transparent, as though he were a ghost, although you could still see the sadness in his eyes.

“A-Anti..” Tears now streamed down your face as you lifted your hand to him. “N-Not you, too, there’s no way anyone c-could forget-”

“I’m sorry, lass..” He mumbled, flinching away from you. “But…this is what happens when…when…..” But he trailed off and fell silent, looking down at the ground.

“When? When what?!”

Anti snapped his head back up, his gaze suddenly turning cold and harsh.

“…when ya make promises ye can’t keep.”

You blinked in confusion at his statement, but before you knew it.

He was gone, too.

All of them were gone….forever.…………

“AHHHH!!!”

You woke up in a cold sweat, beads of sweat already trickling from your hairline. As you glanced around the darkness of your room, you could feel your heart hammering in your chest, feeling as though it was about to burst right out.

It hurt like hell, so you gripped the front of your shirt tightly, closing your eyes and taking deep, shaky breaths. ‘It’s okay, [y/n]..it was just a bad dream..just calm down and-’

Without warning, the door to your bedroom suddenly slammed open, making you jump and squeak in fright. But when the light was turned on, you saw the Septic egos rush into your room, looking for any sign of a threat.

Henrik and Jameson looked tense, Jackie’s eyes were glowing green, Marvin had his spellbook in-hand, Chase gripped his gun tightly, Angus and Anti had their knives drawn, Robbie was growling lowly, and Shawn had his ink-coated fists clenched.

“G-Guys..?”

All of their eyes turned to you and, after finally recognizing that there was no danger, they relaxed and put away their weapons.

After a few moments of silence, Chase spoke.

“Dude, you alright?” He asked worriedly as he walked over to your bed, sitting down on it and gazing at you with concern. “We heard you screaming like you were being murdered or some-”

But he was cut off when you suddenly wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him into a tight embrace. At first he was frozen, although when he heard your breathing start to grow heavy and shaky, he immediately returned the hug. “Hey, shhh..it’s alright..we’re here..” He comforted, rubbing your back soothingly. “Take deep breaths…in….and out…in..and out…”

You followed his words, and soon enough you managed to calm yourself down. Then you muttered something against Chase’s shoulder, which prompted him to pull out of the hug. “What did you say?”

“I-I..I said I’m glad you dorks are here,” you told him, smiling as you wiped the tears off your cheeks, although it faltered when you recalled the nightmare. Glancing up at the others, you sighed, hugging your knees to your chest. “I..I had a dream where y-you..you were all…fading away..”

The egos exchanged stunned glances, before looking back at you as you continued your story, telling them how they were all crying out for your help, how Jameson tried to reach out to you, and Anti’s final, cold words before he vanished from the world forever…ultimately leaving you absolutely powerless to save them.

By the time you finished, they were all crowded around your bed, with Robbie climbing onto the mattress and cuddling close to you. The zombie himself was close to tears, but he held them back for your sake.

“We’re..here…[y/n]..” He told you quietly, hugging you tight. “…we..won’t..leave you..”

Your smile returned as you hugged him back. “I know, Robbie..thank you. Man…I just..love you guys so much…I wish I can hug all of you at once.”

“Well…that may be awfully tricky, [y/n],” Marvin remarked, setting his spellbook on the nightstand as he and Chase switched places. “But..you can still hug all of us if you really need it.” He opened his arms up to you, and you accepted his invitation.

After that, the egos all came up to hug you and comfort you. But it was then you realized the only one who didn’t was Anti.

Looking up, you saw him lingering near the corner of your room, as though he was trying to blend with the shadows. “Anti?”

The demon flinched slightly upon hearing his name. “What?”

“C-Can I get a hug from you, too?” You muttered shyly.

“…….”

“Please?”

With a defeated sigh, Anti glitched over to the side of your bed, sitting down and staring at you for a few moments. Then he slowly put his arms around you, bringing you into an awkward hug. “Erm..there..there..” He coughed nervously, patting your back. “Sorry but I’m fucking terrible at this comforting thi-”

However, he stiffened up as you hugged him back tightly. “It’s okay, Anti,” you reassured him, giggling softly. “I appreciate the effort you’re making. Thank you.”

Anti blinked slowly, but let out another small sigh as he relaxed into the hug a little bit. “You’re welcome, lass..but..just know that no way in hell would I ever blame ya for our disappearance,” he said, resting his chin on your shoulder. “I-We all know ya won’t ever forget us.”

The others were shocked at the words he said…he essentially spoke for all of them despite the fact that he usually hated their guts.

But nevertheless, though, smiles appeared on each and every one of their faces as they watched the sweet exchange between you and Anti…glad to see a change of heart in the usually cold and cruel demon.

#clanask #jacksepticeye x reader #clanstories #reader insert

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fanfictionnn · 7 years ago

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Kyle Spencer X Reader : I missed you so much

Hiii, DISCLAIMER: In this fan fiction, Kyle and Zoe were never a thing!!

Hope you enjoy this leave a like, reblog and request! ty

requested but @saracons87 and anonymous

It had been weeks since you found out Kyle was dead, he was your boyfriend, and the two of you were more in love than you had ever been before. Your eyes were puffy from crying so much, your heart aching. Your friends had called you and left voicemails on your phone but you were too upset to face them, you just needed time to pick yourself back up again. You were lying on your sofa, wrapped in blankets when the doorbell rang, you lugged yourself over to the door, the blanket still draped over your shoulders like a shrug. When you opened the door you were starstruck, you blinked twice, checking that what you saw was real, it was, it was Kyle. Tears clouded your eyes as you launched your arms around his neck and bringing him into a hug. Your tears were making a wet patch on his t shirt he said,

"Hey baby"

You pulled back from the hug looking him in the eyes, your hands lightly resting on his chest. Kyle flashed a look of sadness as he realised how skinny you had gotten, he hadnt realised the extent of how much his absense had affected you until now. You were still crying, unable to process what was happening. Kyle picked you up bridal style and kissed you all over your face. You stammered,

"Kyle what is this, they found your body. Baby, how?"

He placed you down on a sofa, secretly hating himself for how lightweight you had gotten. He cupped your face in his hands and whispered

"I will show you baby girl, but Im ere, Im safe, and im never leaving you again."

Your eyes met his again,

"Promise?"

You asked, with a shaky voice,

"I promise. I love you so much,"

He kissed you deeply. We spent that day cuddling and catching up, just loving each others company, brought back together again like magnet.

Kyle spent the night after the both of you made love, multiple times, desperate for eachothers bodies after all that time. You woke up wrapped in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, taking in his scent you had missed so much. When you were both up and somewhat ready for the day, he made you breacfast and showered you with compliments and kisses all morning. You put on jeans and a tight fitted top, showing off your new body perfectly, you had no idea where Kyle was about to take you, but he said it would explain everything, and thats all that really mattered. Kyle drove you to a large white house, with pillars and a large black gate. Something about itmade you nervous until Kyle's hand gripped yours and instantly made you calm. The both of you walked up the white steps and he pushed the large door open, to reveal a grand staircase, all white and spacious.

"Kyle, what is this?"

But you were interrupted by a blonde woman gliding towards you and bringing you into a hug.

"Y/N, we have heard so much about you, Im Crdellia, im sure you have many questions, please, dear, follow me." You glanced at Kyle for reassurance, and he looked back with a warm smile and he squeezed your hand. You followed Cordellia through a wide hallway until you came to a room filled with portraits, it was wide, with a few couches in the middle. Sitting on the couches were four women; one had straight brown hair, with a pretty face, around the same age as you, she was wearing a large black hat. Another was a large black woman who grinned at you, one was a tall blonde, who was wearing head to toe bohemian clothes. And the other was an woman much older than the other, dressed in all black. The girl with the brown hair and the hat stood up and walked towards you,

"Hi, Im Zoe, Its good to meet you,"

She smiled at me, she seemed nice.

" You too, Im Y/N"

you replied, then the black girl started chuckling before saying

"Oh, believe me we know, Y/N, Kyle hasn't stopped talking about you, Im queenie, this is misty."

She said, gesturing towards the tall blonde. She stood up and drifting towards you, pulling you into a hug. Then the older woman dressed in black stood up and walked over to you aswell,

"Now girls, I think your forgetting how little Y/N must know,"

She turned towards you, smiling softly. "Im Fiona Good.", then Misty squealed and said excitedly,

"Yes your right, Kyle go ahead, explain!" You turned to Kyle, so confused, then he began to explain.

"So, when I was at that frat party, weeks ago, I died Y/N"

This made you so confused, but you let him carry on,

"But these girls, they're witches, they brought m back."

Then there was a pause as everyone in the room watched your reaction, you started to laugh awkwardly, this couldn't be true.

"Is this a joke?"

You asked, Cordellia put her hand on your shoulder, making your feet lift off the floor and float a feet above everyone else.

"No honey, no joke.

" She brought you down slowly, you were absolutely starstruck by what just happened. You suddenly thought it had been weeks since the witches brought you back, so you asked

"This is crazy, you guys are so cool, thankyou all so much for bringing him back. But kyle, its been weeks since you died, why wait this long to come and see me.?"

he replied,

"baby, when they brought me back, my mind wasnt right, I couldnt function propperly."

Zoe cut in,

"He couldnt talk for days, his first word was your name though, Y/N" this made you smile.

" He was a complete frankenstein until I fixed him, " Fiona smiled.

"Thank you, all of you, your wonderful."

"Bitch, please,"

A sharp voice said. we turned to see a blonde girl standing at the entrance, wearing a red bodycon dress, she was gorgeous.

"Its me you should be thanking, I pieced him together and brought him back."

The girl spoke coldly, with twitching eyes, she was mad about something, you could tell.

"out of all the people to bring back, why kyle?"

You asked, then the room fell silent as queenie quietly chuckled, the girl's eyes squinted at you before she flicked her hair and strutted away.

"What was that about?" #

You asked, Kyle's arm was wrapping around your waist. Queenie laughed a bit more before saying,

"Thats Madison, and to answer your question, she brought Kyle back to be her boyfriend."

Then Kyle looked at you, kissed your cheek before saying,

"Didnt work out though, Ive always loved you. Thats why shes cold, dont take it personally babe, shes just jealous."

Now everything made sense, You spent about an hour with the witches, watching their powers and getting to know them all. Madison, however, avoided you all day. That is until you found yourself alone in the kitchen, drinking a glass of water.

"My, my,"

You heard, it was Madison, this was going to be awkward. "Look what the cat dragged in." The slowly twisted towards you.

" I dont want any trouble,"

You said, trying to make her hate you a little less, she ignored you and came closer to you, twisting a strand of your hair around her finger.

"Kyle was right, you are beautiful, but that just wont do now, will it."

With that she used her powers of mind control to make you lift up a knife, and hold it close to your kneck.

" Madison, please dont do this, "

A tear rolled down her eye as she started whispering, shap and cold,

"He was supposed to be mine, you bitch."

Just then Kyle lept into the room making Madison lose her concentration so you could drop the knife, he ran to your side and wrapped his arm aroud you.

"You touch her again and I wil FUCKING KILL YOU"

Kyle roared, ,aking Madison retract and start to walk away. Kyle turned to you,

"Baby, Im so sorry, did she hurt you?"

he asked bringing me into a bear hug. You shook your head.

" Ah Y/N I love you, you know that?"

Then he rappidly planted kisses from my forehead to my lips.

" I love you too, lets get out of here."

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Study Buddies

Synopsis: Your old boyfriend from highschool requests your help for studying a module, much to your current collage boyfriends dislike. Pairings: Jugheadxreader Requested: College AU x jealous Jughead Warnings: Fluff, angst, mentions of cheating and smut...much sin very sin (it's been awhile) A/N: not edited lol sorry ------------------------------------------------- ***=Jughead pov cause he'll be sees some stuff but not enough to change the pov hope it's not confusing but I'm lazy. Yn pov I was sauntering through campus after a long lecture, yearning for when I get home to snuggle up to my English majoring boyfriend and relax with my friends//housemates. Totally lost in my world with Jughead. “Yn!” Reggie's voice snapped me out of my daze. Oh God leave me alone Reggie. “Yes Reginald what do you want?” my pace quickened as he ran to catch up with me, crossing the quad. “Listen I'm really tanking this elective and you took it last semester and y’know we go way back to days in Riverdale I was wondering if you could help me” Reggie sounded half desperate. By way back he means dated. I dated the idiot. “Please yn, you used to tutor me all the time back in highschool, not much is different….well a few things are different but I really need your help I'm here on scholarship, please, I'll do anything!” “Leave jughead alone?” “Ah well yn everyone needs a hobby” he smirked and I shoved him. “Okay okay I'll leave Doris alone” I glared at him. “Alright alright I'll leave jughead alone” he put his hands up in surrender. “Fine but the second I say I want out, that's it, I'm gone, deal?” I put out my hand out to shake his and he took it but pulled me into a hug. ***I was looking for yn before my lecture, think we might coffee or someth….is that yn and Reggie….are they...are they hugging?! Okay calm down Jug maybe he needs resuitation or something. Oh shit late for my lecture*** ~~~~ Over the next few weeks I was spending increasingly more time with Reggie. Almost too much. He was magnetic, addicted to days well gone, simpler days. I missed him, missed his stupid company but when I was back with Jughead, oh when I was with Jughead it was nothing but love and respect and he was my everything, my always. I loved Jughead more than even possible to fathom, over two years building this relationship and I needed him but that didn't mean I couldnt also enjoy being around my ex boyfriend. Right? “So what do you think” Jughead shook me from my thoughts. “Huh what?” I looked up at him as we were cuddled into the couch. “I said dizzy, do you want to go to the cinema tonight? I swear youre always off in your own world these days.” He said slightly pulling from me to meet my eye. “Can't" “Why….wait wait let me guess Reggie?” He practically bit out Reggie's name, like a curse word. “Don't say his name like that jug” I moved completely from his arms, sitting up and turning to face him. “Why not yn?! Afraid I might hurt your new boyfriends feelings?!” Jughead said loudly before standing up. “Jug for God sake, stop being a child and calm down I'm helping him study! That's it!” My turn to stand. “Study? Are you sure that's all it is?! I see ye around campus you know? I see how ye are together! The amount of people who come up asking me if we broke up because they've seen you both so cosy together! Do you know what that's like?! Having people think you were cheated on?!” He was shouting now, “NO JUGHEAD I DONT BUT I DO KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE CHEATED ON AND I WOULDNT WISH THAT ON ANYONE!!! AND ID NEVER EVER DO THAT! ESPECIALLY TO YOU!” I storm off up the stairs before jughead can comment. How did he think Reggie and I ended? It wasn't exactly amicable. I ran into our room, slamming the door and throwing myself down on our bed. Now I'm acting like the child. Thankfully the rest of the gang were out, I couldn't deal with their shock and comments at us fighting, we never fight, not this seriously anyway. I scream into the pillow in utter frustration *Sms: Reginald: Can't come study tonight. I'm done. Youve laid the groundwork, you can finish your self. -7.40pm *Sms: YNN: come on Babe we're almost done!-7.42pm *Sms: Reginald: don't.ever.call.me.that.again.EVER. -7.43pm *Sms:YNN: Come on Babe I was going to stop this tonight but you know I still love you...i know you still love me....and I was thinking maybe we should try again….i know I fucked up in the past and it has been my biggest regret losing you to Wednesday….yn we could be together again.-7.45pm *Sms: Reginald: Reggie since I met Jughead I realised I didn't love you at all, I didn't know love till him. Don't talk to me again. I mean it.-7.46pm I threw my phone at the wall in total anger. How dare he say that! Tool. Trying to manipulate me! “Jug just leave me alone please” I called back to his light knocking on the door, that's not going to keep him out. I was right. He slowly sulked in before sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes fixed to the ground. I exhaled loudly before swinging my legs over the side of the bed to sit right next to him. I intertwined my fingers in his as we sat in silence. “Yn…” “Jug can we just..can we just sit.” I leaned my head on his shoulder. “no yn i need to tell you im really sorry for not trusting you….its just with your history together...i don't know...the thought of someone taking you from me when you're mine, I can't stand it, especially when it's that douche” “Yours? Am I a book on the shelf or something?” I half laugh. “no not like that...youre just mine.” He met my eyes before pulling me into a searing kiss, one of his hands slipping to my cheek. I moved back slightly further into the bed pulling jughead with me. 3rd person. Jughead followed your movement till he was on top of you. You rubbed your hands up and down his sides slowly as he used one of his hands to support himself, the other still cradling your cheek. “Jug” you break the kiss “Yeah?” He breaths “Show me I'm yours” his eyes darkened with lust at this as he attached himself onto your neck. He kissed and bit until he found your sweet spot. You moaned as he agressively bit and sucked your skin, relisihing in the sweet sensation. You pulled his shirt over his head before he helped you with yours. Jughead practically riped your bra from your skin leaving you bear as you kick off your pants and underwear in one. You paw at Jugheads pants to remove them, gladly obliging all the while you meet each other in passionate, if slightly sloppy kisses. You moan at the feeling of his buldge against your thigh. You run your fingers through his hair, knocking his beanie off and pulling his head down into your chest where he continues to mark you as his own, spurred on by more of your moans and with one of his hand playing with your clit, you are like putty. “Jug” you barely get out “Yes” he pulls from your neck. “I need you. Now” He winks before slipping two fingers inside of you and you gasp at the sudden sensation. Your hand reaches and meets his buldge before you start gently and then not so gently stroking it. He groans into your ear. With both of you unable to hang on anymore, Jughead slips inside you and you gasp at his length in your entrance, nails digging into his back. “Fuck me Jughead fuck me” with this he's begins pumping into you harshly as you moan scratching his back. Your back arches as he hits your g-spot perfectly. He begins cursing as he digs his arm into the bed alongside you giving him more support and thus more speed. “Oh yn you're so wet, youre fucking hot yn, my fucking yn,all mine” he groans into your neck as you begin snapping your hips to his, moans leaving you both frequently. Jughead kneels up pulling you into his chest, your legs wrapped around him as he continues bouncing you on his length both of you moaning messes. “oh fuck I'm going to come yn” he groans. “Come for me Juggy come for me baby” you purr as your own band begins to shorten. You kiss down his neck, marking him as you both gasp for air. The feeling of your walls tightening around his member sends him into overdrive as he comes inside of you, shouting your name and collapsing slightly on top of you. But not pulling out and continuing to move sloppily until finally you hit earth shattering status shorly after with the band snaping, sending you swearing and screaming Jugheads names as your high is ridden out. Jughead roll over next you in a huffing mess. He pulls your trembling body into his and covers you both before taking a moment to catch his breath. “Note to self, jealousy Juggy is insane in bed” you are just about capable of breathing out. “Am I not always insane in bed?” He laughs. You kiss his lips again with love. “Meh youre alrgght” you smirk as he tickles you in punishment. “okay okay truce!” You laugh. “Besides i gotta help Reggie study” you pretend to get out of bed before Jughead catches you and drags you back in laughing. “Oh you're never leaving me again” he grins. “Good” “Good” ----------------------------------------- Teehee Xx

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