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thisgirlnamedblusy · 4 months ago

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Hnng your writing of Donna with pregnant reader or a kid makes my ovaries howl.

Could we maybe have some more with Donna being soft with pregnant reader, maybe even asking to get married? 👉👈

Domestic Donna gives me the lesbian feelings.

Regardless of the ask, really great writing and hope you keep hydrated

Yesss!!! Thank you for your words, and for your request!!! I hope you like it and sorry about the language mistakes!!! :)))))

Taking care of you

Pairing: Donna Beneviento x Fem! Reader

Warnings: fluff, pregnant reader

Word count: 4,027

Summary: Seven months of pregnancy are too many months, but she's always by your side...

N/A: Sorry about the language mistakes!!! Requests are open!!! I'm waiting yours!!! I love you all!!! :))

Boredom was something you could allow yourself. The mansion, always dark, lonely, as if no one lived there, had become an incessant circuit of walks, sighs and moans.

You had been living there for a year, a year since your life changed forever.

A villager born there, a helper on your family's farm, you never had the impression that your life could somehow improve, or get out of the monotony. Masses to the Black Gods, blind faith in Mother Miranda and the Lords... It was a boring and sinister routine.

But if anything got you out of bed in the mornings it was that kind of discreet game you played in the church, when no one was looking.

The woman in mourning, the most dangerous and dark Lord of all, Donna Beneviento, seemed to follow that little game of glances. At first it was just your imagination, curiosity about that black veil, about that melancholic pose. It soon became a subtle exchange of greetings, a turn of her head towards you, and yours towards hers.

Coincidence, curiosity, or simply the anxiety to get out of the routine, you didn’t know what exactly had been the trigger for that daily exchange, for that habit of greeting each other with an increasingly effusive gesture.

You could say that love had knocked on your door, that it had opened a path in the dark and grey way that would be your life. Against all odds, that path appeared in front of you when that black figure walked towards you after one of the witch's sermons and, timidly, with the help of that sinister Angie doll, Lady Beneviento finally begged to meet you.

It wasn’t an easy relationship. There were many problems, traumas and insecurities tormenting the lady in black. You were always a girl with patience, who would fight for her beloved without fearing the consequences.

Little by little you learned to deal with her, to understand her, to comfort her when she needed it. Maybe she was never like everyone said. Maybe her only problem was being hopelessly alone.

That was a routine you liked to be in: silent afternoons, kisses, caresses, romantic dinners, a lot of reminders of how much she loved you and how afraid she was of losing you…

Yes, even when you had just moved to the old estate, you felt comfortable with the routine, with feeling there was actually someone who understood you and whom you understood.

But the illusion that your life was a path already marked, an illuminated or dark one, was simply a sensation heightened by boredom. No, your life was not going to continue the same, it never would.

After several weeks of feeling sick, you discovered that life still had a surprise in store for you. You were pregnant.

It was something unexpected, a slip that was not really one, a carelessness that could not be called that way.

An emotional whirlwind shook your senses. Many unanswered questions lashed your mind mercilessly. In the end, after thinking about it calmly, you decided to see that news as the best in the world, as the beginning of a wonderful new routine.

The symptoms were almost unbearable, but luckily Donna was always with you, always looking after you, looking after her child. You would never have had the courage to endure those mood swings, those nausea, without her hand tightly squeezing yours.

And there you were, seven months later, carrying a swollen belly, with your body exhausted by every step you took, wishing that it would finally be over and you could be a family, the strangest family in the whole village, but also one of the most respected.

Everything was going perfectly well, but, for a week now, Lady Beneviento was especially... Her. You didn't know why, but she seemed nervous. It was probably because of that sudden responsibility of your pregnancy, her constant fear of not being what you expected of her to be.

“Hello? Are there any Donnas in there?” you asked amused, knocking on the doors of the old workshop, with a hand eternally resting on your belly.

“(Y/N),” the woman in black said, walking to open the door, with a sad smile. “What are you doing here, tesoro? You should rest.”

You waved it off and sighed childishly.

“I know, but if I have to spend one more minute alone up there, with Angie telling me all the time how fat I am...” you said with pleading eyes.

Donna smiled, caressing your cheek and then your belly, as usual, slowly approaching to give you a soft kiss on the lips.

“Don't pay attention to her, mm? You look beautiful,” she whispered affectionately, with that smile that took you so long to discover.

“I have eyes in my face and there are mirrors in this house,” you joked a bit frustrated, joining your hands with hers, caressing that increasingly annoying lump. “It doesn't matter, can I keep you company for a while?”

“Sure, let me help you,” she said, excited as every time you left the light on the upper floor to dive into that dark basement, to be with her, to make her see that she would never be alone again.

Carefully, the lady accompanied you to a nearby chair, helping you sit down in a gentlemanly manner, taking a look at you in case you might be uncomfortable before returning to her dolls.

“How are you feeling?” she asked, without taking away that wonderful smile, the expectation of the changes of what was now your family.

“Well…” you sighed, resting an elbow on the table, playing with the dress of one of the hundreds of porcelain dolls that guarded the sinister workshop. “Let's see… I've thrown up breakfast again, my ankles are burning and I think they've quintupled in size, the baby seems to want to be a gymnast because it doesn't stop moving and it's the sixth time I've gone to the bathroom in two hours but… I guess I'm fine,” you said amused, counting each and every one of the discomforts that were already part of your daily life.

Donna looked at you studiously, with a half smile, sighing and nodding.

“Calm down, tesoro, there's less and less left,” she murmured, mixing paints in a jar, decorating an empty porcelain head.

You nodded, blinking mockingly.

“It’s easy for you to say, huh?” you whispered, nudging her slightly. She closed her eye and took a breath, thinking of what to say to the truth that frustrated her. “I'm joking, Donna. I don't know what I'd do without you.”

The lady looked at you lovingly again, but with a dark shadow on her face, as if something was worrying her. Well, of course she was worried, she couldn't help but feel somehow guilty about your discomfort.

“I, I'm worried, (Y/N)…” Donna said quietly, leaving her freshly painted head on the table and turning to caress your belly again, with a frown.

“What's worrying you?” you asked with the same soft tone, breathing calmly thanks to her tender caresses.

“What if it looks like me?” she asked, looking into your eyes, running her hand slowly over your belly. You smiled, lifting her face with your hand, looking into that eye emanating sadness.

“Then it will be the most beautiful baby in the world,” you whispered, capturing her lips again in a slow, sudden kiss.

“No, no…” she said immediately, moving away and running her hand through the hair that fell over the deformity of her right eye. “I don't mean that, I… I'm, I'm afraid that… Well, that it might inherit my… My problems, you know.”

You smiled understandingly, taking her hand in yours, letting the air out of your lungs little by little, relaxing Donna's incipient trembling, one that never brought anything good.

“Come on, Donna, don't think that way, I'm sure everything will be fine,” you said, getting a little closer to her, cupping her soft face in your hands, running your thumbs over her cheeks. She slowly shook her head. It wasn't that easy to take away her worries, you already knew that.

“You're just saying that to reassure me,” she sighed listlessly, taking your hand, showing the trembling of hers. You smiled, thus hiding your helplessness to calm her fears. “Everything, all of this is so... New to me...”

“Of course, you're right, what was I thinking?” you joked, moving away and crossing your arms, making her blink in confusion. “I should have known that it would be new for you, since for me, well, it's just another pregnancy, like the previous fourteen.”

Donna looked at you curiously, opening her mouth to say something, but being unable to do so. You bit your lip and stood up from the chair, sitting on her lap with an amused gasp, grabbing her cheeks with your hand and comically shaking her head.

“It was a joke,” you hissed in a mocking tone, stealing a kiss from her as you gripped her face, letting her hold you comfortably, breathing in relief. Having Donna learn to catch your jokes was an even more complicated goal than motherhood.

“Certo,” she said, shaking her head, embarrassed by her naivety, holding you tightly against her body.

You, amused, looked at your belly, settling yourself on the brunette's lap, who was still embarrassed by her attitude.

“What did your mommy say? I hope you understand her,” you whispered, pretending to talk to the baby, something that undoubtedly, just as you planned, made the woman in black smile, stealing an elegant kiss from you, sighing.

“Everything, everything will be okay… right?” she asked in a low tone, looking sweetly into your eyes.

“Everything will be okay, Donna, you'll see. We'll be the best family in the world,” you said softly, leaving the jokes aside. She looked at you uncertainly, but nodded, caressing your belly again.

“Family…” she sighed, losing her gaze again, turning her bright eye away from yours, shifting in her chair. “It, it reminds me that I have something to tell you, (Y/N).”

“I’m listening,” you said amused, getting off her lap and returning to your seat, feeling that terrible nuisance of nature again.

“I, well, maybe it seems silly to you but I've been thinking about you, about me, about the baby, for a while… I, I was wondering if…”

“Wait, wait a moment,” you said with an apologetic smile. She fell silent and looked at you curiously. “I have to go to the bathroom, again,” you excused yourself, almost running out the door of the workshop.

After that common, but at the same time strange conversation, the lady in black didn’t return to what she wanted to say. It was true that she took care of everything, but it was also true that the more the baby grew, the more incapable you became to maintain a long conversation, sleep through the night or just relax.

“Mmm,” you murmured when it was time to eat, enjoying the amazing cooking of the dangerous Donna Beneviento. If you were told that a Lord like her had a passion for culinary art, you would probably think it was a joke. “You know, I could spend years pregnant for you to cook for me.”

Donna looked at you amused, shaking her head.

“I already cooked for you before, (Y/N),” she said, taking a sip of her glass of wine, with an amused expression, without losing her smile.

“Did you?” you asked with a mocking tone, pretending to search those memories on you mind.

She nodded, laughing adorably. You could spend an eternity listening to that laughter.

“If Mother Miranda saw you…” you mocked, with a mocking smile, rolling your eyes, shaking your head, pretending indignation.

“She would ask what's for dessert,” Donna joked, surprisingly, thus earning to hear your amused laughter while you comically threw a napkin at her.

“She’ll have just birdseed,” you whispered, messing with the high priestess, the cause of many of Donna's problems.

To tell the truth, you didn't like Miranda very much, but that one of her daughters, the youngest, was starting a family didn't seem to bother her at all, which guaranteed you a quiet life, or so you liked to believe.

“Mother Miranda...” the lady whispered, changing her amused expression to a serious one, looking away from yours, focusing on her already empty plate. “(Y/N), I want, I want to ask you something...”

You, completely oblivious to those words, yawned exaggeratedly, stretching yourself on the table and rubbing your eyes.

“Are you okay?” the lady asked, worried, forgetting the phrase she was saying.

You nodded, suppressing another yawn.

“Yes, yes, just... I'm just sleepy,” you said in a tired voice.

Donna sighed in frustration at something and then nodded, with a smile a little weaker than usual.

“Okay, I'll... I'll pick this up and you, you should lie down, okay?” she said, getting up from the table and stacking the plates, pointing to the couch.

“Don't tell me twice,” you sighed, walking slowly towards the indicated couch and lying down carefully, enduring another dose of erratic movements from the baby in your belly.

You felt something covering you and you couldn't help but smile tenderly.

“Rest, amore mio,” Donna whispered covering you with a blanket and kissing your head.

You, with your eyes already closed, reached for her hand to caress it before she left, which caused another tender laugh from the doll maker.

Before you could realize that Donna had been wanting to tell you something all day, something important, sleep attacked you mercilessly.

“Hey!” An unpleasant squeal made you open your eyes in fear, sitting up immediately. Of course, Angie had to make her appearance.

“Oh, Angie, you’ve scared me,” you protested, automatically bringing your hands to your belly, protecting it from that sinister doll.

The puppet laughed amused, climbing onto the couch and uncovering you completely with a tug on the blanket.

“Coward, coward…” she sang mockingly, making you snort angrily.

“Do you know that if you scare me you can cause me a premature labor?” you asked ironically, causing the sinister laughter to stop immediately. “What do you say? Do you think you can handle that?”

“Uhg, go back to the aquarium, Willy,” Angie mocked unpleasantly, as always.

“This is the last time I buy a VHS from the Duke,” you threatened, crossing your arms.

Angie laughed again, fighting against your attempt to push her off the couch.

“Angie, lasciala stare,” Donna said, appearing miraculously, like she always does.

The doll fidgeted, fleeing from her owner's reprimands. You growled, looking pleadingly at the lady, who approached the corner with a tray, leaving it on the small coffee table.

“Your evil doll has insinuated I’m a whale,” you said in a childish way, like a little child who tells on something its brother did.

“Angie…” Donna sighed, looking angrily at the doll, who cowardly fled from the ventriloquist's anger. “Don't pay attention to her, you look beautiful, you know it.”

“Yes, yes…” you sighed, shaking your head rubbing your now throbbing temples. “What did you bring me?” you asked with a tender, almost seductive tone.

“Some tea with some cookies,” she explained, serving you that hot liquid in a cup. You blushed once again, overwhelmed by so much attention, but of course delighted by it.

“Are you really that dangerous? You look like a soft, cuddly teddy bear to me,” you joked, taking the hot cup and blowing to make the smoke disappear.

“I wish that were true,” the lady said, with a slightly sad tone, letting you know you had unintentionally brought back the ghosts of her past.

You gave her a quick kiss on the cheek while calming the movements in your belly with soft caresses she quickly joined in. If there was one thing Donna liked, that made her really smile, it was noticing how her baby was growing, how it was moving inside of you.

After that tender little moment, you stepped back, taking one of the cookies from the tray, ready to dip it into the tea.

“(Y/N), I…” Donna sighed, playing with something in her hand, something you couldn't see since you were focused on your snack. “I want, I want to ask you, I would like…”

“Oh, no…” you murmured sadly when that cookie broke into a thousand pieces.

It was silly, but anything that happened to you was likely to be the spark that triggered one of your horrible mood swings. As if it were a real drama, as if you were watching a movie without a happy ending, tears came to your eyes.

“Tesoro, what's wrong? Are you feeling sick?” the lady asked worriedly, hiding that mysterious object behind her.

“Donna, it's horrible,” you sobbed with your eyes set on the pieces of cookie that sank into the tea.

“Che cosa? (Y/N), what, what's wrong?” she asked again, nervously holding your hand and studying your sad gaze.

“My cookie just broke,” you sobbed, letting those senseless tears travel down your cheeks.

As expected, the lady in black blinked in confusion, looking at your cup of tea and then at you.

“The, the cookie,” she repeated with a frown, breathing more calmly.

Overwhelmed by a sudden sadness at that terrible misfortune, you threw yourself into her arms, letting the tears of your personal drama bathe the black fabric of her dress.

“Why is life so unfair?” you asked, giving too much importance to that incident, unable to control, once again, the hormonal changes that tormented your fragile spirit.

Donna hugged you, caressing your back erratically, surely stunned by such a disproportionate reaction.

“Um, (Y/N), cal, calmati, tesoro,” she murmured, comforting you as best she could in such a comically absurd situation “There, there are many more cookies.”

“None like that one!” you squealed, causing the lady to hug you even tighter as you sank into her chest.

“(Y/N), come on, relax… Don’t, don’t cry, it’s not good for the baby,” she said in a soft voice, without letting you go of her confusing embrace, admirably enduring your mood swings, everything your body was going through with that little baby inside.

“You’re right,” you said, pulling away abruptly and wiping away your tears, suddenly finding that crying absurd and ridiculous. “There are more cookies in the ocean, aren’t there?” you joked as an apology.

She laughed and shook her head, not wasting the opportunity to please you with a kiss on the lips, a tender and playful kiss.

You finally relaxed, embarrassed by your erratic attitude. When you moved, you saw something behind the lady, a small box, surely what Donna was holding minutes before.

“What’s that?” you asked, pointing at the object in question.

Donna looked at it as if she had been scared, taking it and standing up abruptly.

“Niente,” she whispered nervously, hiding the package behind her back.

You looked at her suspiciously, trying to peek out to see it, something impossible, since she was moving at the same time.

“Nothing? You liar,” you said, squinting, making an effort to get up and reach out a hand to the woman in black. With the baby increasingly heavy in your belly, it was normal for Donna to have an advantage in running away from you. “Hey, come back here, you know I can't run.”

“It's not important, (Y/N), it's nonsense,” she said, walking away from you, with a fake smile.

You, with dark eyes, knowing that the lady was hiding something from you was quite obvious, walked slowly towards her.

“A worse nonsense than crying over a cookie? Come on, come here, honey, tell me what you're hiding,” you said amused, chasing the lady around the room, at your own pace, of course.

“No, it's nothing, stop, stop moving like that, it could be... Dangerous...” she stammered, clumsily cornered against a wall.

“It's not right for you to run away from the mother of your child, Donna,” you hissed, managing to reach out your arm to snatch the object from her, which she prevented with a comical pirouette.

“I'm not running away from you, I'm just...” she sighed nervously, shifting away from you again, which gave her at least a ten-minute head start so you could turn around.

“Got it!” Angie shouted, jumping towards the lady and taking the small box from her, causing a frustrated snort from the woman, who kicked the floor in a childish manner.

“Cazzo, Angie!” Donna shouted furiously, unable to stop the doll on her way to you, handing you the box with a satisfied laugh.

You raised your eyebrows, taking the box with a smile, surprised by the doll's attitude.

“Wow, thanks Angie,” you said amused, high-fiving the puppet.

“I also hate when my cookies break,” Angie whispered, running away from her owner's fury again, disappearing from the scene among evil laughs.

“(Y/N), wait…” the lady sighed, not being able to reach you before you opened the box and froze.

Inside that box, there was something shiny, very shiny, a wonderful ring, covered in diamonds, that lit up your face with its golden aura, leaving you confused, amazed and speechless.

“A ring?” you asked with a smile you couldn't help, with your heart beating fast and the baby moving in your belly.

“I…” she said, with her hand on her forehead, letting her body relax with a sad, defeated sigh.

“Wow, it's amazing, Donna,” you whispered, taking the jewel in your hand and admiring it with curiosity.

The lady growled and snatched the box and the ring from you, unable to look at your face.

“That damn doll…” she hissed furiously.

“Hey, tell me, tell me what it means,” you said in a soft tone, controlling the impending nervous breakdown of the lady in black.

“What do you think it means?” she said, shaking her head and putting the jewel back in the case.

You shrugged confused, with a million thoughts calling for your attention.

“Oh, I guess there is no choice...” she whispered, before gently taking your hands and kneeling on the wooden floor with her eye closed.

Again, you froze, letting her hand lightly pull yours as she soaked it with a nervous sweat.

“(Y/N) maybe, maybe I'm not the best person in the world, maybe... Maybe the things we've lived are just an illusion and maybe, maybe it's nonsense. Maybe I don't deserve more than what I have, I don't deserve your love and your smile brightening the darkness of my life but...” she said with a broken voice, with her body trembling as she knelt down.

“Donna...” you sighed with an expectant smile as she opened the small case again.

“But if there's any compassion left for me, I'd like to ask the Black Gods for you to never leave my side, for you to you continue to brighten my life every day and for me to be able spend an eternity by your side, like, like a family...” she continued, not daring to look at your face, taking a breath to ask the last question, the most important of all “(Y/N), amore mio, light of my days, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

You bit your lip again, now looking into her bright eye, listening to her nervous breathing. You shook your head with a wide smile, the most sincere smile of your life.

“Donna, I…”

She nodded impatiently.

“Of course, I would love to be your wife. I love you so much…” you said excitedly with a tear, which this time made sense, sliding down your cheek.

If your smile was sincere, bright, hers had no words. With a joyful gasp, she leaned towards your bulging belly, kissing it tenderly before getting up and capturing your lips in a romantic, passionate way.

“Gods, (Y/N)… Ti amo…” she whispered, resting her forehead against yours, mixing her tears of joy with yours.

After a moment of serenity, of tender looks, the lady in black took the ring out of the case, elegantly sliding it onto your finger, breathing heavily, but happily. Only happiness could be seen on her face.

#donna beneviento #donna beneviento x reader #re8 donna #re8 village #oneshot #requests

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this-is-krikkit · 5 months ago

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Also I need more

i mean. brace yourself? i got a little intense about it 👉👈

you know this is all to blame on yuuri really, bc victor finds out about that art while they're vacationing in Japan and he's like "oh my god yuuri wouldn't that be great for us to try??" and unlike all the many other times he's had to shut his husband down yuuri................. hesitates.

(mistake #1. (well, mistake #1 was marrying victor, according to yurio, but what does he know, right?))

but like it's not truly his fault either it's just.. it legitimately looks cool and like something that maybe he and victor would be good at if they trained for it? like. it's all about being synchronized with your partner and wearing a fancy costume and lifting each other up, which they kind do on knife shoes on the ice every single day already. so he says something like "yeah maybe, we'll see" and smiles.

which well. that's mistake #2.

because when he asks for something, there's only two possible outcomes: victor either hears "victor NO" very firmly, or he understands "go ahead you badass genius, live your dream and kickass while you're at it" (not to mention, hearing that first answer does not, in anyway, guarantee that he'll listen. ask yakov. (actually please don't. he's enjoying a victor-free vacation right now and he needs it. please.))

anyway, a week later yuuri finds out they're both signed up to appear in a lion dance show in Beijing ("it's where we had our first kiss, yuuri!! do you remember??" yes vitya he remembers. the whole world remembers it was BROADCASTED ON INTERNATIONAL TV. also it was yuuri's very first kiss, and with his all time idol, and just... stop asking him if he remembers all the times you blew his mind or if he likes you or if he'd still love you if you were a worm it's always gonna be yes!!.... well, apart from the sochi banquet. oh. ok i see where you're coming from actually nvm) in a couple of months, but of course victor didn't plan any time for them to practice that skill beforehand. because vitya's obviously very hardworking when it comes to figure skating, but for some reason he thinks that.... translates into anything? which led to a few disasters, like when yuuri found out while seating in their rental car on their honeymoon that vitya doesn't, in fact, know how to drive ("but i can jump a quad flip with my eyes closed, so how much harder can this be?") or how he burned part of the kitchen the first time he tried to cook brunch for a sleeping yuuri (shooting directly into the top 3 times he woke up instantly, which in itself is kind of impressive. but hey don't tell victor that!!!)

it's too late to back out, unfortunately: phichit has already made social media announcements about it ("of course i invited him to come along, yuuri, he's your best friend!") and so has chris.

their two friends are both very excited by this new adventure. victor thinks it's going to be great for their fans + to work on yuuri's anxiety off the ice. yuuri... is questioning a lot of his life choices.

(makkachin's living her best life, convinced that victuuri finally got her a pet sibling (yes, it's the dragon costume. give her a break ok? she's an old lady.))

#yoi hc #yuri!!! on ice #yuri on ice #victuuri #yoi i*#i*#asks #mutuals #saecookie #lion dance #yoi x lion dance #????

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aleksa-sims · 10 months ago

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Simself Story

I went to the young woman behind the counter to ask her for help, bcs I got lost and needed a phone to call N. As I mentioned in the last part, it turned out, the young saleswoman was Damien’s twin sister, Diana. I met her already 2 years ago at a Christmas party. She was there with her brother & I accompanied N. at the time. That party was organized by their coach.

Anyway, Damien’s twinsister and some other girls, who were also there at this party with their boyfriends, were pretty mean to me. She called me fat & ugly or something. I just couldn’t handle things like that. I was/am very introverted and lacked self-confidence. Especially then, I struggled a lot with that! However N. got really pissed, so we went home. And well! Now....she didn’t remember me, which honestly wasn’t a surprise to me. I’m like a ghost to most people.

Diana: That's odd. I have no idea who you are?... Anyway, Twinnie’s friends, are my friends too. But apart from that, I'm glad to help.

Me: Twinnie? Are you really calling your brother Twinnie?

Diana: Don’t you know the Twinnnie ice cream? Green & orange? Damien and I were addicted to it as kids. He always got green, Kiwi, I got orange. We loved that ice-cream. Perfect for us Twins.

Me: Yeess, Twinnie-Ice cream! My sister and I also enjoyed sharing the Twinnie Ice-cream.

Diana: Cool! What's your name? But...is there something going on with you two?😏... And when & where did we meet?

Me: Christmas 2 years ago. I was Nico's gf. I met you and Damien there at their coach's christmas party. I'm Aleksandra. And I'm with N. here, not with your brother!

Diana: Really? You & N., huh?... I've heard of you, I think?... Anyway, gald to meet you Aleks. I remember being... trashed back then. I was........ difficult at the time. So yes, there’s a lot I don’t remember clearly.

Me: Hm, same!🫤 I mean, I don’t drink. I did.... something..... else. However, I understand all too well what you mean. Still, you were pretty mean to me that night. You were mocking me. You called me ugly & fat! 😒

Diana: What? Oh nooo! I'm so sorry, Aleks. Ugh, I was such a bitch, damn it! 🤦‍♀️ ... Those.... rich girls, you know? I wanted to fit in. I did and acted as they did, to make them like me. But they were all so fake. I-.... I didn't like myself anymore. That's why I-... anyway. I'm so sorry. You're not ugly. You're actually really pretty.

Me: I... didn’t expect, that! And I thought those girls would follow you and do what you say?.... Agh, who cares. I don't give a shit about them. But thank you for your nice apology. I'm glad you're not really a mean girl. Is that why you dated David, that loser?

Diana: Pls don’t mention David. My brother's gonna kill me....David broke his wrist and Nico’s nose. 😄

Me: WTF?... He broke N.'s nose?🤨

Diana: Yes! I was there. I saw it! Nico’s nose’s been a bit crooked, since that fight between him & David. Didn’t you notice that?... But well, Nico got what he deserved. He also hurt David pretty badly.

Me: But Nico’s nose looks as usual... Agh, let's not talk about the past.

Diana: Okay!... I'm gonna call Damien to tell him you're here.

Me: Thanks. 🙁

Diana: They’ll be there in 2 minutes! They’ve already been looking for you.

Me: That means, N. trusts me.🙂 He didn’t think I left without him.

Diana: Huh?... What happened to Stephanie? Since when did you and N. get back together? OH, shit! 🤦‍♀️Sorry! Do you even know Steph, that weirdo? 😬 👉👈

Me: Yea, she's truly a weirdo. 😜 Our whole.... lovestory, Nico and I, is... a bit tricky. I’m pregnant! It’s Nico’s Baby. And I love him sm. I really do! I always did and I think he feels the same, but Stephanie.... agh, I hope Stephanie finally leaves Nico and me alone, FOREVER! Her brother married Melanie. Nico's sister. So Stephanie will always be....... there somehow.

Diana: Holly shit, you're pregnant? I can’t imagine Nico with a Baby! He’s just like Damien. They.... only have their damn soccer in mind. Their lives are all about this one thing, they don’t care about anything else.

Me: Um.... I know, but N. doesn’t want his life to be....just about soccer. He never wanted that! He always tried to find a balance. And he never really talks to me about soccer. He doesn't want to. And ngl, I'm glad about that.

Diana: Maybe that’s why he likes you so much? You are his balance. But still, N. & a Baby??? Damn, I hope this works for you two.

Me: Yea, I'll.... do my best. 🤷‍♀️(😞)

Then suddenly Damien’s and Diana’s dog (Tinka) came running towards me. Their dog was so happy to see me. She got really excited. But why, I asked Diana? She was sure, Damien told her to look for me. So cute their dog. Her name's Tinka. 🤭 Who would name a dog that?... Diana used to be a Tinkabell fan. 🤣🤭

Just after Tinka, Damien & Nico also arrived. They both looked at me... sadly? They seemed so worried. I was kind of ashamed. 😞

Nico: You ok?

Me: Now, yes.... I'm so sorry. That was really stupid of me. I had no reception near Damien's house. I called Ana. A FaceTime Call. That’s why my battery went down so fast. My phone died. I even left my umbrella somewhere. I was totally confused. I was afraid you thought I went home without you.🙁

Nico: I was rather worried you might get a panic attack and be alone somewhere. I guessed you got lost. Everything looks the same here. Those small pathways, the houses....

Me: I just shouldn’t have moved from the main road leading to Damien’s house, then I would definitely have found back.

Nico: I'm glad you're ok. I’ve really imagined the worst scenarios. Looking for you, Damien & I saw 2 overtrunded trees near his house. You’ll see when we go back. We really thought something might have happened to you.

Me: Ugh, shit. I'm so sorry.... But... are we ok now?

Nico: Um.... let's go home. Now it's all fine.

He hugged me and we went back to the house. Nico seemed depressed. Something was not okay. I felt so bad about him. So I told him, I didn’t want to go home. I wanted to stay with him. But he just said I should rest a bit. I was so broken from last night. We slept some hours in Damien's bedroom. We were really just sleeping. Nothing happened between N & me. He was distant, he didn’t even kiss me or anything. Which is totally unusual and strange for him or us. Tbh... it worried me. I was insecure. That’s not how we both imagined our date.

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Hello my love I’m not sure if you’re still taking requests but here is mine , lol no pressure you can ignore it 😅

radio host Eddie x hairdresser wife

Eddie is Hawkins favorite morning radio host He was able to landed due to his knowledge in Fashion music.

His wife is Hawkins, most trusted & beloved hairdresser

They met while she was still in beauty, school, and anyone in because they were having free haircuts (he only trusts her with his luscious locks)

After that, they went on a few dates and eventually got married.

His wife has had a long day. She’s been on her feet, and her lower back is killing her

Eddie normally gets home before her due to the fact that he’s a morning radio host and on this day he decides to order some takeout.

She comes home, tired had a super busy day at work , they have their dinner and talk about their day they do their nightly routine where they shower together and then they snuggle up on the couch while she reads and he watches whatever’s on the TV.

She almost feels bad for asking, but she knows he wouldn’t mind so she puts her book down and suddenly bends over their coffee table and Eddie is like what’s going on 😏

and she’s like will you can please give me a back rub ?kind of whiny in a cute way and she pouts saying she has had a rough day at work and her back feels like it’s going to split in two

so it starts innocent but if we know Eddie we know how this is going to end up😉

so yeah the massage starts innocent and let’s just say Eddie ends up helping her release some tension

filthy but fluffy smut because I’m a sucker for domesticated Eddie 🫦🤍

I love how specific both of their careers are 🥹 TBH, I can actually see Eddie being a radio host now that you mention it 🥹

I love how bb girl just bent right over the coffee table 👀 she knew what she was doing 👀 Also, wait, they showered together first? I know we are not missing any opportunity to soap that boy up to the max.

I'm going to work on a lil domestic piece just for you baby 🥹👉👈

Does he knock us up in this one, or no? I feel like he might. We already have 8 kids with him, one more wouldn't hurt.

#asks

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can i request headcanons with the third gym squad when they see their fem!s/o on a wedding dress like, she was helping the photography club by being a model, just pure fluff 👉👈

❥Tsukki, Akaashi, Kuroo and Bokuto seeing their fem!s/o in a wedding dress

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fem!reader

a/n: first anon request!! y'all are so good at coming up with ideas dang :') got a little short but I didn't want it to be repetitive sorry nonnie ^^' thank you for the req with some of my favourite dorks boys!! <3

you told him to wait for you at the gates after vb practice because you were staying behind to help a club and that's all he knew

so when he decided just to come and pick you up anyway he was practically speechless when he saw you in a floor length white gown

not that anyone could tell he was speechless because,,, he talks to like 3 people only

you hadn't noticed him yet but when you did you gave him the biggest, prettiest smile

boy was stuNNED OKAY HJHKH it was like a scene straight out of a shoujo manga or something like he wouldn't even have the capacity to make his sarcastic comments omG

you go to change but yk walking in heels and such a long dress is difficULT so you ask him to help you and this boy finally comes to is senses and blushes so lightly

you take his arm as you walk carefully to the changing room and his mind is going 100 miles per second because it literally looks like you both just got married jfjdfh

he wouldn't say much but when you're alone he'll stop you by the arm just to look at you in the stunning dress, you'll both stand there for a bit him just staring at you fondly hhh its so sweet kjdksjdks with this small smile on his face

the whole time you're blushing like crazy which makes him think you're even cuter if that's possible

hugs you for a while and give you smol kisses before letting you go

when you get distracted looking at your phone he'll definitely snap a couple of pictures real quick because your just sO pretty to him

baby is so so soft and it gives him a whole other type of domestic feels

like he knows you're both still young but it makes him think about a future with you in it and he loves the idea of it so much

seeing you in the dress definitely confirms his thoughts-he wants to spend the rest of his life with you 🥺🥺

he'd have to wait a little while for you to be finished but the whole time he would be staring at you with a soft smile

so tsukki would go kind of quiet right? akaashi would be the opposite

he would shower you with compliments the second you two are alone because baby is still a bit shy

"hm it suits you a lot" "you look very pretty" "I love you" "you should model more often [y/n]"

would be all soft and cute and would ask the photography club to send him a couple of the pictures when you've gone to change

bonus: you'd ask him to unzip the dress at the back and respectful king would do it then wait outside with his head against the cold window because you're going to be the deaTH of him

cocky little shit but you love him for it

"ah you didn't tell me we were getting married already"

your personal hype man oh my goD

would compliment you throughout the shoot making you smile so much

when the club leaves, he'll pull you in for a hug and literally be the softest baby ever

I'm talking about forehead kisses and whispered compliments

"you look so stunning baby"

mfer wouldn't even let you waLK when you go to get changed

literally picks you bridal style heh and takes you to the changing rooms

you both are just giggly happy messes and it definitely mirrors the situation you find yourself in 5 years down the line, if you get where I'm coming from 👀👀

literally in awe the whole time, the human version of the 🥺🥺 emoji

he'd be silent for like 5 minutes to process how pretty you look before loudly complimenting you for the rest of the session

"WOW YOU LOOK AMAZING [Y/N] !!!!!!"

would definitely pout when you have to take it off ksjdsjd

"WHY CAN'T YOU CARRY ON WEARING IT?" 'baby people will stare' "I'LL PUNCH THEM (ง •̀_•́)ง"

is like an overexcited puppy when is he not as he walks you home just complimenting you non stop before you cover his mouth in embarassment ghjhadhjhj

he definitely shows pictures from that shoot off to everyoNE and you apologise to the vb team after practice the following day because of it fjdfjd

they all find it hella endearing though even if they don't admit it

bonus: would propose wedding dress shopping as a date even though you're both third years sjhsj "but you suit them so much 🥺🥺"

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pepurika · 4 years ago

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Will we get to know more about how different Kartana and Lucentia as cities? The different cultures, religious views, ethnic groups, lore etc? 👉👈

I have a lot of lore written out but i don’t know how much i have time to tell everything! I try my best not to make the story get too swollen, because there’s a lot of things on the table already and the focus is on the relationships.

I can tell that lucentia and kartana, the largest and most influential city-states in this part of the world have been at war when ludo’s and remy’s grandparents were young, and after the both cities realized it was only harming them equally they called a truce and started building their future together instead. Which meant; marrying the noble families back and forth! Varna is from kartana (the bonnaire mom) (also this is why dad bonnaire had been reluctant in marrying ludo for any kartanian man because it would mean her having to move there, far far away but......... . .let’s say the engagement of ludo and jamis has a special agreement where they both stay in lucentia, and jamis would have continued sailing on the gallant (he’s a bit under ludo in status, so for him it was a step up, even if he continues to be ’only’ the first mate of bonnaire family ship. Also it was suggested by jamis who has no desire to return back to his family and feels more at home with the bonnaires lol)

So most of the lucentian and kartanian nobles these days have roots in both cities, and commoner families have more or less followed the tradition. and also when a noble woman moves to either city she brings with her her own small army of servants, who also might marry with someone local at some point (it’s not uncommon in this world for servants to marry, most of them don’t tho because it’s a respected, hard-earned position where you can earn a lot of money and a way to provide for the rest of your family also. marrying and getting kids makes it more difficult to keep your job where you have to be present 247, but some noble families are eccentric and non-traditional in a way that they don’t mind there being servant kids in their houses (you can take a wild guess which family i’m talking about lololol) Kartana is located in more unforgiving place than lucentia, their summers are hot and burning, and their winters cold and windy. the river vinn goes through the city, and is considered the “vein” of the city that keeps it alive. the people are generally thought being more resilient, stocky built and tall, and “more hard workers than those soft lucentians”. lucentia is located in the calm waters of the inner sea, protected by the island their city is on. lucentians are generally thought being shorter and having softer features. lucentians think of themselves sometimes more better than the rest of the world because of their “superior love for all things culture, art and music”.

in kartana they believe in a dualistic god, that has two faces on the same being, the sun and the moon. they are brother and sister, and sometimes it’s presented with both sexes at the same time. they gave birth to all living beings, and “also to a man perfect in every way, but it was tainted by the sin of people, turned against its parents and drove the people away from the house of god”. the similarities in lucentian and kartanian religions have made it easier for the two cities to connect, both having two main deities (in a way) and some antagonist that cut the ties between man and god. there are people who believe in both religions, and see them just different sides of the same coin. it’s also more common in kartana to not to be as spiritual as lucentians tend to be. like jamis is more or less “eh” when it comes to gods in oppose to, for example honeyfoot, who strongly believes in the gods and has even gone as far as to claim that he has seen an ancient divine beast, a being that was made by the god of the sea in time when he was trying to get the attention of the wind.

#lore #what the hell why did i suddenly write so much #i just hope i can also tell all this in the comic also!!#tigertiger #tiger tiger

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RL Simself Story ( 18+)

CW: Cheating

The next morning I went shopping with Sandra. S. will soon actually move. We went to that damn IKEA. Every time I enter an IKEA, I buy TRASH, that I don't need!! Anyway! Sandra and I were busy unpacking all those bits & bobs we bought. My Mom also came into my room, to ask where Nico was? She noticed that he left in the middle of the night and she probably heard us arguing.

N.'s Mom called him last night. She wanted Nico to pick up his fiancée. Yesterday before Nico came to me, he droped Stephanie at his Mother's house. Someone had to take care of his crazy ex- fiancee... Stephanie started that pity shit again and she also told N.'s Mom about me. She meant Nico was cheating on her. And of course his Mom didn’t feel like taking care of his fiancee, while he was shaking up with someone. (me) So yea, she's pretty mad! And I was mad at him because he didn’t come back to me, but stayed there. I told him, if he didn’t finally send Stephanie to hell, I’d date someone else, too! But N. didn’t take me seriously. He was just making silly jokes. That's why.... I called Dennis!! He accompanied Sandra & me today and we had a really nice day with him.🤷‍♀️

Mom: There you are!... Where's Nico? Why isn’t he with you? I thought you two never wanted to be apart again. 🤨

Me: His Mom called him. He had to leave.

Mom: I heard you two fighting! Did he change his mind about your Baby?

Me: N-no!... Agh, pls get off me.

Mom: Sandra! Who is that guy who accompanied you two?

Sandra: Um-....

Me: How-...How do you know??

Mom: I saw him outside with you two. You know, my "spy-window". That one in the kitchen! I could observe absolutely everything! So don’t you dare lie to me and tell me he’s Sandra's bf or something. That boy's clearly after you, A.! 😠

Me: Really? 👉👈 You think he likes me? ... No, JK!! 😉 He and I met at Ana’s College. Dorm!! He lives there too and... yea that's all. We're friends.

Mom: Since you mentioned this, what’s wrong with you and Ana? She told me it was a mistake to take you to her college . It's bcs of that boy??

Me: NO! It was Adam's fault! He made trouble for Ana and me. But Ana and I made up.... Idk why she's avoiding me?? I guess it has something to do with her new bestie Claudia. 💁‍♀️😒

Mom: Why don’t you ask her?

Me: I was busy with my own shit!!! But well, I'm gonna talk to her.

Mom: And now tell me what’s wrong with N. Did-....did he ask you to see other men? That's a familiar road for you two, isn't it?

Me: You nuts? I can't believe you actually think that!! 😲😠

Mom: I don’t know what to think or believe? You are pregnant A.! Second, you’re married to Daniel. And I just saw you outside with another guy. And it’s no secret that Nico does strange things to you.

Me: What kind of strange things? This thing with Philip and him last year was a fucking mistake! An experiment that went totally wrong for ALL of us! Especially for N.! However, it won’t happen again!

Mom: Your Dad knows! I told him last night. He wants to talk to Nico, so..... where is he?

Me: You already told him?? 😲 But-... ugh, idk if Nico will come by today? That stupid Stephanie!.............. Who knows if he’ll ever come back to me.😫

I told my Mom the truth that Nico had a fiancée. He broke up with her, but Stephanie just won’t let go of him. My Mom was so mad at me for getting involved in something like this. She accused me of being........... a bitch. She didn’t say "bitch"!! !My mother doesn’t use such.... bad words. 😇 (😒) I just can’t think of the right word in English rn, but it means the same.

Mom: How many times have I told you and your sister, never, to fall in love with a man who is taken or married! It's a really low blow, A.!

Me: You’re just saying that because of you and Dad! But-....I love him, I loved him before! So, he belongs to me! Not to her!

Mom: Then why did you marry Daniel? If... you’ve always loved Nico? You knew he had a fiancée. You deliberately decided to ruin their relationship! Just because your marriage didn’t work. The right thing would have been to ignore Nico’s messages. You never know what or WHO you want?... It’s like a curse on you. 🤦‍♀️

Me: You’re on her side, not mine! I hate you! And I didn’t ruin anything! He wanted to break up with her anyway!!

Mom: Sure, that’s why he’s with her now, not here with you. 🤷‍♀️

Shit, I think she was right. I have to stop this. I have to stop Stephanie! I'm going to have his Baby! Sandra said the same to me. I have to make it clear to N., that he’s gonna lose me, if he doesn’t do the right thing!!!! But Nico thought now that I’m pregnant, he’d be safe. I mean, I’m not sure he really thought that, but that’s how it felt to me.

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