#just in case you were worried: everything's fine now. It was like a 10 minute problem. But its just like. Damn. | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

crimsoncandy04 · 4 months ago

Text

It's been a while.

You know what that means? 😏☺️

Time for The Unwilling Sex Slave of The Balladeer pt 4!

After putting your son to bed one night with Wanderer's help, you decide to stay up late and form a plan on how to see Aether again without rousing any suspicion from your partner as you just knew for some reason that he'd insist on tagging along which would make the entire trip futile.

Aether hated Wanderer being with you for some reason.

And you needed to know why.

Because as far as you knew, Aether was being unreasonable and Wanderer was just some dude. A little snappy and standoffish at times but it's not like those things were a crime to display. Right?

You had an idea. But it depended on whether or not your nearly shattered electro vision still worked. Last time you tried to use it you were hurled backwards as the force of any attack it made seemed to be too strong to wield.

You just needed to go outside and get far enough away that the elemental traces wouldn't be too obvious and no sound could be heard. You couldn't leave any trail whatsoever otherwise Wanderer would probably panic and come looking for you and just trigger Aether before you even got a word in.

You had placed your old vision in a small wooden box on your nightstand just in case of an emergency. Getting it was no big deal because Wanderer was still in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner even though it was late (He had spent so long just trying to get Makoto to go to sleep). It's not like you did much housework anyway since Wanderer always made it clear that you were considered physically disabled and making you work too much reflected on him poorly.

You couldn't understand why your friend disliked him so much.

Wanderer was so responsible and considerate. Especially when it came to the fact that you were still trying to get used to using prosthetic arms and legs despite everything.

Wanderer would be distracted.

But he wasn't oblivious nor stupid.

You had to really watch your body language tonight and your expressions.

You slid your vision in your skirt pocket and stepped out into the living room.

Wanderer immediately looked up from the kitchen sink as he finished scrubbing a small pot.

"oh? Do you need something? I thought you'd be preparing for bed right now. Is something wrong?" He asked pleasantly. Still eyeing you carefully though.

You shook your head as you feigned an exhausted look.

"no I'm fine. I just forgot to water the radishes out back. I just want to do that before I forget."

"i can do it for you. Just go to sleep. You look exhausted anyway. Don't worry it's no trouble for me. You should go relax."

His eyes bore into yours.

Oh he knew something was up.

You had forgotten how scarily perceptive and intuitive he was.

You shook your head again.

"sorry I didn't want to come out here and lay more work on you. It's just one little task. I won't even be outside for more than 10 minutes. You already do so much. Let me handle the gardening stuff." You lied.

Wanderer suddenly stopped what he was doing and began to walk over to you. For some reason this made you feel nervous for a second but to your surprise, he passed right by you and went to sit down on the sofa.

"Come here. We need to talk." He pat the seat next to him. You slowly went to join him. He sighed as he turned away from you and rested his elbows on his knees. His hands gripping fistfuls of his indigo hair as he seemed to be silently debating something.

He didn't look at you. But finally he spoke.

"I know you're trying to go see your friend. I presume it's to ask why he doesn't approve of our relationship?" Wanderer's voice lacked more emotion than you were used to.

It felt oddly familiar to hear though.

"yeah. I didn't mean to be sneaky. But I knew he probably wouldn't tell me the truth if you came with me. I just want to know why he refuses to get along with you." You confessed.

Wanderer gave me a long silence again before responding.

"I can tell you. Or rather...Lesser Lord Kusunali can. I'll take you to her myself. But just...I have only one request."

"what is it?"

"The truth about The Traveler's anger towards me right now... might cause you a lot of stress. Please wait until you've had the baby before you let me give you the answers to all of your questions."

His voice sounded so tired suddenly so... defeated in a way you couldn't describe.

"Of course. I trust you. I know you'd do anything to keep me and the kids safe. We're your family after all. I'll drop the subject for now and wait a little longer." You smiled reassuringly at your partner. But he just continued to sit unmoving as his breathing began to sound a little shaky now.

"Wanderer are you -?"

"Please go to bed." He suddenly snapped.

"What? But I -"

"I'm not mad just PLEASE give me a few minutes!" He blurted. You froze for a second.

Was Wanderer... trying not to cry?

You knew when to stop pushing people.

And so without another word, you got up from the couch and went back to the bedroom he and you shared.

Your heart breaking for the man you loved.

What secret burdens did he have to carry that he kept you unaware of?

***Time Skip***

Many months had passed since your talk with Wanderer that night. Things went back to normal pretty quickly much to your relief. And it wasn't long before you were welcoming a baby girl into the home either. Since you had already given your son Makoto a very Inazuman sounding name, you decided to give your daughter a common name from your own homeland, Fontaine.

You chose Margaux. A family name that once belonged to someone who cared for you greatly before your work took you abroad.

And my goodness was your Margaux just as lovely as the maternal grandmother you had named her after.

She had your natural little pout and a full head of gorgeous raven waves. However you were a little disappointed (but not terribly so) to notice that she had her father's blue eyes.

Why did your children seem to be allergic to inheriting your physical traits?

First Makoto and his deep violet eyes and hair.

Now Margaux and her ocean blue irises.

It felt a little personal that the lives YOU carried always seemed to prefer the appearances of their fathers at this point but you just laughed it off and cherished them both nonetheless.

But finally after several long months of resting and bonding with your new baby, Wanderer had kept his promise to you and asked you early one morning if you wanted to go visit the dendro archon still and learn the truth about him and Aether.

You quickly agreed as you believed knowing the truth would help you rest easier at night and quickly you got yourself and everyone ready to go out.

This trip would prove to be anything but restful.

Makoto held onto his father's hand as the four of you entered the surprisingly large and cavernous sanctuary above the akademiya. Everything was bathed in a tranquil soft green and white. With floral patterns designed into practically all aspects of the structure and interior of the throne room which rested in the very center. Large marble walkways suspending it over a large opening below.

You tightened your grip on the sleeping baby girl in your arms as you looked down and thought about the fall that could occur if one weren't careful enough.

A small voice suddenly chimed out happily.

"You're here! And you brought your family this time! I've been wanting to meet these little ones for so long now!" A tiny woman with porcelain skin and hair the color of moonlight suddenly appeared behind you all. Her bright green eyes stared and marveled at your daughter as she rested in your arms.

"So freshly introduced to the world and already such a vibrant dreamer. I think your daughter will prove to be quite imaginative in time." She reached up as you knelt down a little to gently pat Margaux's tiny head.

This was the dendro archoness?

She appeared to be but a baby herself as she turned and waved Wanderer over. Reaching out briefly to hug Makoto warmly as he scurried alongside his father's feet.

"Such a restless young one. So full of life. You should be playing more. After all, don't all living creatures once born into the world require the gentle embrace of the sun and its enveloping warmth as they mature into themselves?" She eyed Wanderer suspiciously but not judgingly so.

"Something tells me your father is very reluctant to let you be on your own while outdoors for too long."

Wanderer averted his gaze as he pulled Makoto back a little.

"Tch. He gets plenty of time to run around. The only problem is catching him."

The small archon laughed a little at this.

"Sounds like a wonderful and healthy little one to me!"

Finally she returned to the topic at hand as she turned back around to face you.

"I'm Nahida. I don't believe we have ever been properly acquainted until today but Wanderer tells me so much about you! You sound like a very sensitive and empathetic soul." Her next words made you feel a little uncertain.

"which is why before I return your memories to you, I want you to promise me that you'll try to keep a level head after you learn the truth. I don't usually ask this of anyone directly, but I'm afraid the things that were removed from your mind are far more unpleasant than you believe."

Your body felt oddly cold.

Why was everyone acting like this would be so terrible?

Surely the truth wasn't THAT bad...

Right?

Upon Nahida's request, you handed Margaux to Wanderer and followed her over to the center of the sanctuary. A floating green orb of light floated just above the ground before you. It appeared to be made of pure dendro energy as the little archon guided the glowing shape towards you.

"if you're absolutely certain about this, and feel ready, just lay your hand upon the memory. Everything should be made clear to you soon after." Her eyes held a small glimmer of sadness as she gazed up at you.

Well.

It was now or never.

You reached out and gently touched the lost memory.

Suddenly you were plunged into near complete darkness.

"Who does that bitch think she is?" A voice of a young man spat as he paced back and forth in the dimness of what appeared to be some sort of factory made of Inazuman architecture.

"She'll be with him. Like always. This time, I'll make sure, she knows exactly who she's dealing with this time. Teach her to respect those who are clearly superior to her!" The man's voice rose and fell with his words as if he was angry but also on the verge of insanity.

You could feel...a strange longing and feeling of inner turmoil emitting from his very presence.

It scared you.

But what scared you even more was when he turned around and you saw his face.

"Wanderer?" You ask confusedly. He says nothing. Clearly unable to hear or see you as you hear the sounds of footsteps charging to the area from an outer hall.

Suddenly you became aware of what was happening.

Scaramouche. The Balladeer...had taken you hostage not long after the point in time you were seeing. But why?

Was that feeling of longing you felt for him... for you? Then why did he do something so heinous?

And was kidnapping you always a part of his plans? Why?

The memory continued on as the world warped around you and became some place else.

A cold and sterile hospital-like room. With your unconscious body laying upon an old operating table. You were still you...

Gloved hands fell across your body's stomach as you lay in your unaware state of mind.

"to think that it was possible... and that... you were almost gone too..." The strained voice of the villainous young man uttered softly as he caressed your sleeping form gently. Lightly rubbing your belly and even leaning down to give your unconscious lips and the small swell of your lower abdomen a little kiss before he turned to leave.

Pausing in the doorway as if he was hesitant about something. Finally you hear him mutter.

"it's better this way." Then vanishing before your world shifted again and the dream-like memory went on.

You saw yourself crying with Aether telling him every horrible thing you endured at the hands of the man who had an unhealthy attachment to you. You saw your mutilated body in the arms of your friend.

He did that to you.

Scaramouche had ruined you.

A coldness filled you as you were almost forced to accept bits and pieces of information that infiltrated your brain. Gaps filling in, certain feelings and thoughts making sense as you felt yourself crumple to the ground.

Utterly defeated and so...so so...

Angry.

But also full of a deep and heavy feeling of sorrow as well.

Because now you knew...why Aether didn't want Wanderer around you.

And in this unstable emotional state, you realized you both deeply loved and despised the same man.

It was too much for you to handle.

So you were thankful when someone came to distract you, and as you sat in a whirling void of flashing memories, you heard your voice suddenly call out to you.

"Are you satisfied now?" The clone of the old unmutilated you asked bluntly. Her feet came to stop just inches from you as she knelt down to your level.

"not really. I feel like knowing all of this has given me more grief than understanding. How could I possibly go back to my normal life after this?"

"Easy. Don't. "

"i have to. What about Margaux and Makoto?"

"well that IS a problem huh?"

"You're not helping"

"no."

The old version of you got to her feet again as she helped you stand on your artificial ones.

"YOU aren't helping us. We both know what needs to be done now. You can't continue like this. But you also don't want to cause your family any unhappiness."

She reached out and wiped a tear from your eye that had fallen without your knowledge.

"It'll be okay. I know you love him. You love your family and your life here that you built from nothing. But..."

She took your hands gently in hers.

"Do you have any love for you?"

Your world went white again then. You thought you had ascended to celestia for a second before you opened your eyes and realized you were laying on the floor of the sanctuary.

You slowly sat up. The little archoness Nahida was still watching over you carefully as Wanderer stood close by attempting to comfort both of your children as he assured them that you would be okay.

"I don't feel so well right now..." You whispered as your head still whirled with emotion. You struggled to your feet. Slapping Wanderer's hand away as he attempted to try and help you.

He said nothing. Immediately drawing back with a mournful look in his eyes but also somehow... accepting.

"thank you Nahida. As much as I would love to spend more time here today and talk with you...I really just want to go home."

The tiny goddess nodded understandingly.

"I'm sure everything you just experienced was quite taxing on you in many ways. You shouldn't feel guilty about wanting to give yourself some rest. After all, most humans tend to crave slowness after experiencing one or two deep emotional scars in their lives. To have relived everything that burdens your mind in one day, I can't imagine how tired you must feel right now."

You said nothing.

Instead as tears fell from the corners of your eyes and rage burned in your heart, you used the final ounces of your sanity to just make it back home in one piece.

You tore off your shoes and jacket in a silent fury. Discarding them both at the front door not even caring about them or your surroundings as violent thoughts race through your mind and more bitter tears fall.

That BASTARD.

That VILE and DISGUSTING man.

How could he...what right did he think...why the hell would someone ever...

The thoughts began and ended in the same second. Because despite everything else this evil man had taken from you

Your freedom

Your body

Your friends

Your life

He had also withheld the truth from you

And took your heart as well.

A piercing and agonized shriek of azure fury left your lips as you kicked the bedroom door off its hinges. Stomped inside the room and just sobbed as you took your anger out on anything you could find.

You grabbed and tore into the pillows on the bed. Knocked over the vanity and threw the chair across the room. You tore everything from the bookshelf beside the fallen vanity and hurled it into the wall then screamed as you finally grabbed the box on the nightstand with your vision inside and chucked it through the window. Scattering glass everywhere as the whispers of concerned passerbys could barely be heard in your ringing ears.

You collapsed to the floor then. Your entire body is shaking as your anger adrenaline crashes finally. It's then that you simply sit in silence. You look at the torn up room and feel both shame and despair.

None of it was real. Yet it most definitely was.

The man you loved...was the same man who had abducted and tortured you...the same man who rocked your two children to sleep at night...was the same man who had your body butchered to his liking and impregnated you against your will...the same man who was so kind and attentive to you and your family...was the same cold hearted being who killed for minor inconveniences...

You wished you had never met him.

How could you go back to normal after this? How could you pretend that you are still comfortable with your abuser in front of your babies simply because they didn't know the truth and would wonder why their momma doesn't like their daddy anymore?

You couldn't do it.

You just couldn't.

A strange feeling of detachment takes over your mind. What could you even do now? He had known the truth and purposely wormed his way into your life as much as he could and why?

Was it perhaps that he did love you in some sick and twisted way?

Or more likely...had he just been obsessed with you and deluded himself into thinking it was genuine affection?

You couldn't look him in the eyes after this.

But what choice did you have?

You notice something underneath the bed suddenly from out of the corner of your eye. A small glass vial full of extracted flower oils, herbs, and two different kinds of rare but local seeds. Together the concoction was intended for pain.

Pain you usually felt some nights in your shoulders due to a botched amputation at some point in your past.

If only you had known that the person who brought you that had been the one who originally caused you to hurt in the first place.

You were needed to feel numb.

You didn't know what else to do. Perhaps a small swig of the good shit would knock you out for a few hours and help you forget about the nightmare you live trapped in.

You brought the vial to your lips.

Sipping a little then waiting a few minutes.

A small tingling sensation in your body.

Just like the feeling of electro being used to snuff out your ability to think properly.

You take another sip of the medicine.

Your head swayed but the feeling of helplessness remained.

Another generous swig.

Another.

Just please take the pain away.

Make it go away.

Please.

You feel sick. You feel like your heart is beating out of your chest as you hear the empty vial fall to the floor beside you but you don't see it.

You can't see anything.

If felt like you were dreaming actually.

But you were still awake right?

Your chest hurt. In fact it felt like it was getting harder to breathe.

It didn't scare you through.

It felt... relieving.

And wasn't that what you wanted?

You felt like you were falling asleep as you heard something like distant voices shouting for you.

But you weren't anywhere close to them. It felt like they were so far away.

Finally... you felt...free.

Free from The Balladeer at long last.

#genshin impact #wanderer #smut #wanderer x female reader #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #wanderer smut #wanderer x reader #genshin wanderer #body modification #scara x reader #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #scara

145 notes · View notes

kteezy997 · 2 months ago

Text

Beyond Business-part two//t.c.

Warnings: mention of deception, possibly toxic relationship, small argument

He was so close, leaning onto the table with his hands. You turned your head, your heart racing, thinking he’d do something crazy like kiss you. There’s no way he would do that, right?

You watched him look at the laptop screen for a few seconds, but it felt much longer before he spoke. “I think it’s time for a lunch break.” He stood up straight, “Ready?”

You were brought back to your senses, “Yeah, um, what do you want me to go get today?” you asked, pushing your chair back and standing up as well.

“Actually, I thought we’d go out somewhere.”

"Oh." you said, shrugging, "Alright."

............

The lunch wasn't really anything special, he just took you to a sandwich shop where you sat in a booth and finished eating within ten minutes. But it was abnormal, considering the two of you had never gone out to lunch, or any other meal together. Typically, he would have you go pick up food from somewhere, mostly to give you a mental break from the workday, or you would order food to be delivered to his place.

After returning to his house, you decided to break the ice on a topic that he was dreading: the Golden Globes.

"So, have you been thinking about the Globes? Do you have an acceptance speech ready?"

"What are you talking about? I'm not gonna win." he slumped down in one of his comfy chairs in the living room.

"Timmy, you should have something prepared. I can help you write something."

"Yeah," he sighed, "I guess I should have something, just in case. That's your job for the rest of the day, write my speech." he smiled cheekily.

You giggled at his goofy face, "Okay, boss. You'll have to proofread so I don't leave anyone out on your thank you list. Should I mention Miss Jenner?” the last question was a bit of a joke. You didn't think Timmy would ever mention a significant other publicly, not even if he were married to someone for 10 years with children.

Timmy only rolled his eyes, “Yeah, no.” he said firmly, taking his phone out, looking at the screen.

“Are you guys…okay?” You knew this was a sensitive spot, but not sure exactly why.

“Yeah, we’re fine.” he said plainly. He did not want to talk about her.

You bit your lip, "Well, I will go get started on that speech, unless there's anything else you need me to work on?" you started to turn on your heel.

"No, nothing right now, y/n, thanks." he said to you, but kept his eyes on the phone.

You could not get your head around how nice he was being to you, not that he was ever particularly mean, except for the night before, but you were over that. But to actually thank you for just doing your job was not typical of him.

.........

Later on, evening hours were approaching, and it was nearly time for you to go home. You heard Timmy's footsteps trailing into the dining room. His phone was still in hand.

"She is wanting to text; I just don't have the energy tonight. Just keep her on the hook, make her think the relationship is secure." he said, attempting to hand the device over to you.

"Is the relationship not secure?" you asked, not sure if you should take the phone.

Tip-toeing around an answer, he shrugged, "Just say enough to make it so. You've done it for me before." he pointed out.

"I know...it just doesn't feel right. This is something you should be doing Timmy. What if she mentions something from a text that I sent, and you don't even know what she's talking about?"

"She won't. Don't worry about that, it's not that deep. Just send a few texts back and forth and it'll be done." his nonchalant attitude was a little unnerving.

You shook your head, "It just seems mean, like towards her. She is still just a girl, you know, I think she actually might like you, Timmy."

"It's not that serious, she knows that, but I need her to think that everything is fine."

"I don't want to lie for you anymore, Timmy."

"It's not lying." he insisted.

"It's not genuine. Even if you don't care about Kylie, she is still a person. She doesn't deserve to be deceived."

"I never said I didn't care."

"Well, you don't act like you do! What even is your relationship with her? You never say anything about her."

"You're my assistant, I don't have to talk about my love life with you." he gave you a dirty look.

You scoffed, "You have literally had me do your texting for you, and you want me to do it again! You are such a walking contradiction. I'm not doing it." You were extra firm in your last sentence.

"Whatever. I think it's about quitting time for you today anyway, y/n." he said, grabbing his phone back from you.

"Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you. But you have to admit that I'm right. That's not a way to treat someone. I shouldn't have done it before, but you're my boss and I guess at the time I just wanted to please you."

He nodded, taking a breath and a moment to reflect, "Yeah, well, I'm glad to have you to call me out on my bullshit." He then tapped your arm with his hand. "Okay, get out of here, kid."

You frowned, "Did you just call me 'kid'?"

"Yeah, what?" he frowned right back at you. The mood was lighter now.

"I'm only like a year and a half younger than you, old man, don't call me a kid." you joked, gathering up your things to leave. You liked the playful banter you and he shared sometimes.

"Fine, don't call me an ‘old man’ then." he chuckled. He followed you to the front door as you slung your purse over your shoulder.

“Well, goodnight, boss.” you said, facing him one last time after to opened the door.

He held the door, his arm resting above your head. “Okay, goodnight.” he smiled softly. “Drive safe.” he said simply, then leaned in to leave a peck on your cheek.

Your heart skipped a beat, you felt your cheeks flood pink immediately. The tiny spot that his lips had touched was inflamed. You didn’t know what else to do, so you stood there smiling like an idiot.

Timmy closed his eyes, shaking his head and pressing his lips together, “I’m sorry! I don’t know why I did that. I really don’t.” he was clearly embarrassed; he took about a half step backward. “Let’s just forget about that, okay?” he smiled innocently.

“Yeah, it’s okay.” you shrugged, putting your arms behind your back. “It didn’t bother me anyway.”

He grinned, “Good. See you tomorrow?”

“Yep, definitely. Don’t forget to read over that speech. You’re running out of time before the awards.”

He mock rolled his eyes, letting his head hang down in annoyance, not at you, but the awards. “Okay.” he whined.

“Bye Timmy.” you giggled, then walked out the door. You weren't sure why he was dreading the Golden Globes so badly.

January 7, 2025

@gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl @musicandbooksaremyhappyplace @softhecreator @tchalamss @lixzey @bitchyunknownuser @ducktapebar @aoi-targaryen @yukideadinside @elloise0 @thatoneweirdgirl17 @mel-vaz @sammy-halpert @iwishchalamet @that-one-fangirl69 @jindongdongie @briefkittenearthquake @imnotoverlyobsessive

#timothée chalamet #timmy chalamet #timothée imagine #timothee x reader #timothee chalamet #timothee fanfic #timothée chalamet fanfic #personal assistant #slow burn #love story

100 notes · View notes

helentangzy-blog · 3 months ago

Text

|| Where Were You?

Olivia Benson x fem!reader

A/N:My second writing! I'm not an English speaker so if there are any grammar mistakes or improper expressions,please tell me! Enjoy!

—————·★₊˚☾.‎˖ ♥︎ ·˖✶—————

Olivia had just finished a tough case.The suspect abducted women and children and locked them up and raped them,also forcing the women and girls to deliver his kids.

It was really a tough case,she can’t help but thinking you and Noah all the time,especially when she knew what happened to those victims.

Olivia texted you as she finished the final paperwork. “Sweetie,I’m gonna back home soon.Have you picked up Noah yet?Or do you need me to pick up you two?”

Olivia waited your reply for minutes,but received nothing.Then she decided to call you.

You had picked up Noah from his school.He asked you to buy an ice cream and you said yes.After having the ice-cream,you two went to the new toy shop,spending few time in there.You didn’t notice your phone was out of charge at all.So Olivia can’t reach you but you didn’t know at all.

After several calls without picking up,Olivia drove to home directly,but you two were still not there.

She went crazy,she ran her hands through her hair,thinking about what to do next.

She drove back to the station and rushed into Cragen’s office.

“Captain,y/n and Noah are missing.”She reported, “And I think they might be in danger.”

Cragen lifted up his head, “Olivia,why do you think so?”Obviously he didn’t believe her words. “Just unanswered calls can’t make sense of this.”

“She is the type that our killer likes!Her age,her height and hair color,they are all similar to our victims'! And Noah is just 10,he likes kids too!What if-what if he had kidnapped and hidden them before we caught him and-”Olivia can’t even finished her words,tear started welling up in her eyes.

“Calm down,Olivia,calm down.”Cragen reached out his hand and swung it downwards,a gesture of calming her down.

“I CAN’T CALM DOWN!!”Olivia shouted. “My wife and son are missing!And you are here telling me to calm down!!”

“Liv,”Elliot put one hand on her shoulder,tying to soothe her. “Maybe you need to go home to wait for them,we’ll take care of this,I promise.”

Olivia wanted say something more,but she finally gave in.

“Liv!I didn’t expect you come back that early today!”You back to home with Noah,only found Olivia had already been there.It’s not very common as she usually comes home late.

Olivia’s heart skipped a beat as she saw you and Noah standing at the door place,safe and sound.She rushed to Noah first and put him into a tight hug.

“Sweetheart.”She murmured,kissing his forehead and checking if there was any sign of injuries.Noah stayed quietly in her arms, “Good evening,mommy.”He replied.

After she made sure everything is fine,Olivia finally released him. “Go to your room,boy,mommy has something to talk with your momma.”

“Okay mommy.”Noah nodded before entering to his room.

Now there were only you and Olivia standing at the door place.

“Where were you?I called you several times but you didn’t pick up.”She turned to you,voice cold and harsh,but with a hint of worry.

“I went to pick up Noah and we went to the bakery to have some ice-cream.I’m sorry my phone just ran out,so I didn’t pick up your calls.”You answered,hoping that could calm her a little.

“Just ‘I’m sorry’?”The anger and frustration can be clearly seen in her eyes, “I worried about you for that long and you just said ‘sorry’?”

“I’m-”You were at a loss of word, “I’m really sorry for this...I promise I’ll check my phone’s charge before going out next time.And-and...oh god I don’t know what to say but I’m really really sorry for this... ”

Olivia’s tension relaxed as you kept apologizing,she now looked a little tired.“You really scared me,you know?I thought something might happen on you two.”She can’t hold herself together anymore,tear streamed down her face.

You gently pulled her into a warm hug,let her bury her face in the crook of your neck. “Shh...it’s okay,honey,it’s okay,I’m right here....shh...”

While she was crying in your embrace,Olivia could smell the faint scent of your perfume.She wrapped her arms around your waist,allowing her body fully leaning against yours.

“I was just so afraid,you know...?The case I worked on...I thought the guy might come back and take revenge on me by hurting you and Noah...”She said,wiping the tears away,but they just fell more. “But I’m so glad you are both safe and sound.”

You smiled,pressing a soft kiss on her cheek.

“Next time,you’d better pick it up when you get a call from me.”She sounded both tender and stern.

“Yes,ma’am.”

Olivia let out a chuckle,“Is that a hint of sarcasm I’m hearing?”She lifted her eyebrows,silently staring at you.

You chuckled with her, “Of course not!How dare I?”

“Oh yeah?You’re even more daring than you think...”She smirked at you and pushed you gently onto the sofa and straddled your waist,then leaned down and planted a kiss on your lips,her hands started running under your shirt.

“No no...”You protested, “Noah is at home and he’s not sleeping...”But you still complied with the kisses.

“Don’t worry,the door is closed and he won’t peep.”

Olivia pressed another kiss to your lips,biting your lower lip and earlobe softly.

“Besides,it’s his problem if he sees us.”

#olivia benson x reader #olivia benson #law and order svu #svu

92 notes · View notes

sbnslver · 4 months ago

Text

Heaven ˚➶ ｡˚ Taehyun

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ boyfriend! Taehyun x fm!reader

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Summary: Who better to take care of you when your sick than your own boyfriend, well maybe if your boyfriend isn't Taehyun.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Fluff ! Warning! There is talk of pills (it's just cold medicine)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Author's note: Completely self indulgent since I have been sick for far too long. Also Over the Moon SOTY! (not proofread)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Masterlist

You wake up in the morning with a dull ache in your throat and the frustrating realization that you were struggling to breathe through a stuffy nose. You try to sit up, but as you move, your head begins to feel heavier, and every motion feels like it’s taking all of your effort. Every swallow makes your throat burn, and all you want to do is just burrow yourself under the covers.

The thought of getting out of bed seems nearly impossible now that the warmth of your bed is sucking you back into the land of sleep. You pull the covers up to your chin and close your eyes, hoping to sleep off the aches and feverish chill. Just as you're about to drift off, your eyes shoot open as you remember the day. You reach over to your bedside table and pick up your phone; it’s 11 a.m. You were supposed to be getting ready to go out with Taehyun. The both of you finally had a free day in your schedules, so you had planned a date. Just a picnic in the park, a way for both of you to relax and enjoy the outdoors.

You let out a groan of frustration. Of all the times to get sick, it just had to be now. You hold your phone in your hand, hesitating over the call button. You felt terrible about having to call Taehyun and cancel, especially since it was his idea in the first place; not only that, having to tell him you were sick was going to be a whole other mission on its own.

Taehyun is the sweetest man on Earth; you love him with every fiber of your being. He’s kind, loving, and affectionate, and he always knows just what you need. However, he has just one minor flaw, and it’s turning into an overbearing, doting caretaker when you’re sick. It’s completely overbearing; refusing to leave your side, he insists on piling you up with blankets, spoon-feeding you endless bowls of soup, and not letting you skip a single dose of medicine. He even tries every home remedy he knows, fully determined to get you feeling better before the day ends. While you appreciate his caring nature, all you wanted to do right now was sleep in bed unbothered.

With a sigh, you finally hit the call button, sitting up in your bed and breathing in quickly, trying to unclog your nose as much as possible and trying to sound as normal as you can. You clear your throat as you hear the sound of your lovely boyfriend on the other line.

“Y/N? Is everything okay? We were supposed to be meeting up at 3, right?” Taehyun picks up a worried tone lacing his voice.

"Yeah, I’m fine, Taehyun; it’s just..." You slowly drift off, hesitating to end your sentence. You let out a sigh and closed your eyes, bracing yourself for the worst. “I think I’m coming down with something. Nothing serious though, just, you know, a little cold.” You quickly add, “I think it just might be better for me to stay home. I don’t really want to get you sick.”

You hear shuffling on his end of the line and small grunts that you can only assume is Taehyun. “Baby, I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” He says hanging up the call without giving you any chance to reply.

"No, Taehyun its-” you hear the line beep. Defeated you sigh and put your phone back down on the nightstand to prepare yourself.

–

As you're lying in bed fighting hard to keep your eyes open, you hear keys jingling from your front door, and not even ten seconds later, Taehyun is at your side, his cold hand on your warm forehead.

“You’re not burning up yet, but just in case, lets get you bundled up, hm?” Taehyun grabs blankets from your closet piling them on top of you tucking you in tightly to your bed.

“Baby, I can barely breathe,” you laugh watching him frantically try and tuck you in. You free one of your arms and grab him, steading him beside you preventing him from leaving to retrieve more blankets. “Tyunieee– I missed you…thank you for coming over here; you really didn’t have to though.”

“Nonsense, you really think I’d let you be here alone? Besides, I missed you too.” He beamed down at you and bent over to give you a shy kiss on your forehead. Just as quickly, he clears his throat and looks away from you, crossing his arms looking around nonchalantly. “Now anyway, back to business. I know you still have medicine here from the last time you were sick; where is it?”

You let out a giggle at his antics, “Behind the mirror in the bathroom.”

He nods curtly and makes his way over. Once he returns, his hands are full of different pills and liquids, all promoting to cure colds and fevers. “Alright, are you ready?”

“Taehyun, is this really necessary? I swear I'll be fine if I just get some rest; really, it’s not that bad.” You whine grimacing at all the medicine that he threw down on the bed. “You being here is enough.” All you get in return is a disapproving look. You sigh and pout.

Taehyun runs out of the room and returns moments later with a glass of water. He sits next to you and opens the first bottle pulling out two orange pills. He grabs your hand and places the pills in the center of your palm signaling for you to put them in your mouth. You grimace and put them in your mouth and he hands you the glass of water. You take it, fill your mouth, and altogether swallow the water and the two pills. Before you can place the water down next to you, he’s already placing a cup with purple liquid in your hand. You give him a questioning glance.

“It’s for your throat, it should get rid of the soreness,” he explains, holding the small cup out to you.

“I thought only little kids took liquid medicine.”

“Exactly,” he laughs, pinching your cheek.

You begrudgingly take the cup and shoot back the foul tasting liquid making a disgusted face as the flavor hits your tongue. “Ew, that's so gross no matter how many times I have it.” You look at Taehyun with a pout on your face. You raise your arms up towards him. “Cuddle me?” You ask giving him puppy dog eyes and jutting out your lower lip.

He looks at you, his face faltering for just a second before he quickly straightens up and says, “Nuh-uh, there is still more to do.” He races out of the room before you can protest. “I’m making you soup.” He yells from what you can only assume is the kitchen.

The pout on your face deepens and you let out a dramatically loud huff of air hoping that he can hear it and you cross your arms. “C’mon Taehyun just come cuddle me,” you whine “I’m feeling miserable the least you can do is cuddle with me.”

You hear footsteps getting closer to your room, anticipating Taehyun to enter You quickly turn on your side away from the door and close your eyes. You hear an exasperated sigh. “You are such a handful,” he laughs and you hear him set down the bowl of soup on the table next to you as the bed dips and you feel his hand against your forehead. “You feeling okay?”

You nod in response. “You love me though,” You smile, eyes still closed ignoring his presence.

“That I do, now c’mon sit up so you can eat.” He grabs your arms and hoists you to a sitting position moving your pillows so you have something to lean against. He grabs the bowl and lifts the spoon to your mouth. “Open up.”

You stare at the spoon and back at him, reluctantly opening your mouth allowing Taehyun to spoon feed you. “I’m not a child.”

“What are you talking about? You’re literally my baby,” he coos giggling and offering you another spoonful. “Y/N?”

“Hmm?” You respond, mouth full of soup.

“You can tell me to stop, you know?”

You choke on your soup. The sound of his words leaves you hurdling into a coughing fit, unable to catch your breath and your eyes watering. “What?!” You exclaim.

He pats your back soothing your coughing fit. “I just mean if it bothers you when I take care of you, just tell me to back off. I know I can probably be overbearing but I just love to take care of you,” He admits sheepishly. You notice his ears turning a light shade of pink and you can’t help the sheepish smile that graces your lips.

You reach for his hand and give it a small squeeze. "Taehyun, of course I love and appreciate that you take care of me and I know that it can’t be easy dealing with me being stubborn. I really do appreciate it.” You tilt your head to meet his gaze hoping he can see their warmth. “I just worry that you’ll get sick.”

“Well even if I do, I know you’ll take good care of me.” He laughs, tension dissipating from his body. Taehyun continues to spoon feed you until there is nothing left. “Well I’m going to go clean up okay?” He gets up from his spot from the bed bending down bowl in hand to give you a light kiss on your forehead. “I’ll be a right back cutie,” He winks.

“I don’t think I look very cute right now,” you're getting drowsy now, the medicine from earlier is finally working its magic. “You better come back soon mister.”

He just lets out a laugh before returning to the kitchen. You hear the sink begin to run as you imagine Taehyun is washing the dishes. As he’s gone you sink further and further under the covers, your eyelids feeling heavier as each moment passes. Not long after Taehyun returns, stopping in his tracks at your bedroom , noticing your sleeping figure. A small smile adjourns his lips as he takes light steps forward.

He kneels down next to you and his cool hand settles against your forehead. You flinch slightly before returning back to your peaceful sleep breathing soft and even. He frowns slightly at the warmth, a pang of worry pulls at his chest, finger lingering as if his touch alone could somehow relieve you of the fever. Reluctantly he pulls his hand back and his gaze falls upon your features. He takes his hand against and lightly traces your face. Along your nose, eyelashes and eyebrows. He tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear eyebrows knitting them together in worry.

“Please get better soon…I hate seeing you like this,” he sighs. He gets up from the floor and moves to the other side of your bed quietly slipping in under the covers. He moves ever so slightly as to not wake you and slowly wraps his arms around your figure. Instinctively you move so that you nestle on his chest taking in his scent.

“I’m here… and I’m not going anywhere,” he murmurs, almost as if reassuring himself. “I’ll stay right here with you.”

Minutes pass, and he finds himself listening to the soft sounds of the night, the faint rustling of blankets as you nestle closer, his own heartbeat steadying as he holds you. He finds himself slowly drifting to sleep, his eyes growing heavy as the room fills with the warmth of your shared breaths.

Just as he’s about to fall asleep, he feels your hand shift slightly, curling into the fabric of his shirt as if anchoring yourself to him even in sleep. A small smile forms on his lips, and he leans down to press another soft kiss to the top of your head, whispering, “Sleep well. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

#txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt reactions #txt #txt angst #txt fluff #taehyun x reader #kang taehyun #txt taehyun #taehyun fluff #taehyun angst #taehyun scenarios

83 notes · View notes

gadriezmannsgirl · 1 year ago

Note

Hi, I've got a request for Gavi where reader tells him that she's pregnant. That's pretty much all I thought of sorry

Also known as Gender Reveal (10)!

Blessing - P.G6

Summary: Two small lines can change the world for you and your husband, Pablo.

You were throwing up once again, it was the five day in a row and the third time today you visited the bathroom to let all the content of your stomach out.

"¡Amor!" You heard your two years husband, Gavi before you felt him burst in into the bathroom pulling your hair up and pat your back softly "Let it out"

"Don-ugh!" You lift your hand but quickly cut yourself off and grabbed the end of the toilet. You waited for a few minutes and after you had let everything out, you sighed and quickly shut the lid and flushed the toilet.

With the help of Pablo, you sat on top of the lid as you wiped your mouth looking down at your lap.

"Amor" Pablo crounched down and you looked at him feeling embarrassed and not wanting to worry him "Hey, hey... Look at me"

"I'm fine" You whispered softly

"Don't lie to me straight to my face, please" You looked away and sighed "You throwing up daily these past days and you throwing up three times today while it's barely even 2pm is worrying me. This is not just a stomach bug anymore"

"Don't worry, please" You whisper

"How could I just not worry? You're my wife, I'm always worried that something may happen to you and the fact you're just dismissing this is worrying me even more"

"I honestly don't feel bad" You look into his brown eyes "I'm just really tired lately and I feel really hungry out of nowhere"

"But then you throw up" You nod wanting to cry

"I don't know what's happening to me" You hid your face into your hands and start breaking bit by bit

"Hey no, don't cry"

You feel Pablo's arms tightening around your frame and soon you are feeling his lips on top of your hand, exactly where your cheek is, you quickly push that hand away to allow him to kiss your skin as your hand mets his cheek lovingly.

"I know you don't like doctors" He starts as you turn to face him as he wipes your tears away "but I think it'll be good if we check what's going on, if its the flu-"

"Baby" You cut him off shakking your head

"-maybe you have a low value, platelets? hemoglobin? what do I know, but we can discard anything. Please" His eyes pleaded you "I just don't like seeing you like this, I want you healthy. Always"

You also didn't like feeling like this and after a few seconds, you nodded.

"Okay" You nod

"Okay?" He asks with a small smile as you nod softly "Okay" You kiss his ear softly

"Can you pass me my toothbrush, please?"

"I will kiss you right now"

"Ew, no" You shook your head

"I will" He leaned in as you leaned back "Y/N"

"No" You laughed

"Gimme a kiss" You shook your head

"I will give you a kiss after I brush my teeth"

"I really don't care about it, you can give a kiss now and a kiss after"

"No!" You laugh and soon he joins leaning in to kkiss your cheek before he removes himself from you and goes to the sink to look for your toothbrush

"Al cabo que ni quería, que te huele la boca horrible" (After all, I didn't even want to, because your mouth smells horrible) His tone let you know he was teasing you

"I just threw up!"

"¡Fua, que horrible!" (how awful!)

"¡Pablo Martín, ven acá que te beso de una!" (come here and I'll kiss you!)

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

"So, you already went to the doctor?" Aurora said as you nod softly drinking from your ice coffee "What did it say?"

"I'm good, everything's good" You say "but I'm still taking some vitamins just in case" She nods

You had gone to the doctor with Pablo, two weeks ago and did every kind of tests, to make sure nothing was out of place or had some kind of virus and stuff. Nothing, absolutely nothing was wrong.

"And the throwing up?"

"It's not often now" You shrug "I think it was some burrito I had" You say not minding it but then you yawned

"You feel tired?" You nod

"I don't know why. I mean, I took a nap before coming here but I guess work has been hetic and I guess I was just catching up on it" You look at her smiling softly when out of nowhere you felt hungry and looked confused "I'm hungry" You said "I want an avocado with chocolate ice cream"

"You what?"

"I'm craving some avocado with chocolate ice cream" You said simply "Do you think they'll sell it here?" You looked around "Maybe with a cracker too"

"Y/N" Aurora said but you didn't heard her, too busy looking for a waitress "Cariño" You looked at her waiting for her to speak

"Can I have some of your ice cream? I'm really hungry and I don't think they will sell that here, the most I'll get are weird looks from everyone" She only handed you her ice cream to see you dig into it

"When was the last time you had your period?" You hum inserting two full spoons of ice cream into your mouth

"I don't know" You shrug softly "I can't remember very well right now... I think it was the 25th?"

"Month?" You stopped eating ice cream and got serious knowing where she was getting into, you look around for your phone "The last time I got my period was two months ago" You looked at Aurora "Aurora..."

"Are you regular?" You nod "We need to do a test"

"But it's impossible, I already did blood tests nothing came out of it"

"Maybe they didn't do a pregnancy test? I don't know but there's a possibility of you being pregnant"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Does it look like I'm kidding you?" You whined starting to eat once again the ice cream "I feel so happy right now"

"What if he doesn't want it?" You asked "I mean... We talked about it but we never started trying for it"

"Pablo's crazy for you, he loves you and he talks about a future with you, he would love to have a baby with you"

"We don't even know if I am pregnant or not"

"And that's why I'm here for. Let's buy a test"

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

"Ok, one minute left" You said sitting on Pablo's side of the bed "Two lines pregnant and one line not pregnant" You say and Aurora nods going over to hug you "I'm so nervous, I don't even think I peed right"

"What?"

"I don't even know what I'm saying"

"Calm down"

"How can I calm down if there's a possibility of having a half Pablo and a half me inside of me right now?" You ask standing up "Is the minute done, now?"

"It has gone barely five seconds" She looks at her phone

"Why time goes fast in some things and slow with ohters? I need this already" You whine as Aurora laughs

"Babygirl, don't worry too much. If it is, it'll be the most loved baby in this world both by its parents and by its whole family. And if it's not it'll be a false alarm"

"A false alarm I kinda want to be true" You said "After you told me about that, I have been thinking and thinking of it and I just- I don't know" You lift your shoulders "I want to be pregnant" You said softly looking at your sister-in-law

"Your time will come, Y/N/N. And if the time's now, it'll be the right one" And as if it was by magic, the timer went off "Are you ready?"

"I'm nervous" You said

"You want me to watch it?" You doubted for a few seconds before shaking your head

"I go" You went inside the bathroom and grabbed one of the three tests. You sighed deeply before looking down at your hand.

Two lines.

Your breath got caught in your throat, you quickly grabbed the other two and the answer was the same.

Two lines.

Pregnant.

You were shaking and feel your heart full, you smiled and teared up before crossing your hands around your yet non-existent belly. "Dear lord. I'm pregnant" You whisper looking down at yourself with a big smile

"Y/N?" You hear Aurora ask and went out "What is it?"

"I think you need to help me get some ideas on how to tell Pablo, he's going to be a dad" Her mouth opened and screams, from both of you were heard.

"I'M GONNA BE AN AUNTIE"

"AND I'M GONNA BE A MOM"

"A sexy one, by the way"

"Oh shut up" You laugh "That explains my sudden mood changes, my weird cravings, the throwing up, everything"

"You're having baby Páez inside of you. If it's a boy like Pablo, he'll suck the energy out of you" You both laugh "I remember mom being drained out after putting an annoying Pablo to sleep"

"Shit. I'm pregnant" You say once again "How do I tell this to him?"

"Right, we gotta find the way to tell my brother"

Three days have passed since you knew that you were pregnant and you couldn't hold back the news anymore and almost messed up the surprise you and Aurora, prepared.

The doorbell rangs and you instantly run towards the door.

"It's mine!" You announce watching how Pablo was already standing up to get it

"Careful, amor!"

"I got it! I'm alright!" You said opening the door to find the package Aurora left for you a few seconds ago on the floor. You picked it up, turning around "AH!" You yell scared, you didn't expected your husband to be behind you "Joder, amor. Me has asustado" (Fuck, baby. You scared me)

"I'm sorry" He smiled softly coming over to side hug you "What's that?"

"I-uhm... A little something I bought"

"Uhm" He said with his lips pressed to your cheek "May I ask what?"

"A little something for you, well us but you'll see soon"

"I'm curious. Let's open it?"

"This is just like the invoice of the purchase, what I bought comes around eight? seven? months" You said a bit unsure

"What did you bought? Something handcrafted? Why it takes so long to arrive?" You smile

"You can say that. It's in the making" You nod

"Now, I'm hella curious" He smiled "You know, you didn't have to gift me anything, amor"

"Well, it's something that just came up, it was unexpected but yeah... it's done already"

"What did you bought? And why is the invoice in that big box? Why did it came earlier and not with the package?"

"You're asking way too many questions, Pabs" You laugh nervous "but this has the answers" You gave him the white box

"You didn't killed anybody, right?"

"Oh dear god, just open that box" You say wanting to eat your nails

"Ok, I will" He said shooting you a smile before he undid the bow and opened the box "What...?"

After learning you were pregnant, you and Aurora went to the hospital and asked for an ultrasound, in there you found out you were one month and three weeks into the pregnancy. You bought small baby socks and a small barcelona jersey with the iconic GAVI 6.

You also did a small note that read "Hola papá. ¡Espero conocerte pronto, te quiero mucho! Att: Baby Páez Y/L/N" (Hi daddy. I look forward to meeting you soon, love you!) along with the pregnancy test you did

"What does this means?" He asked, his eyes lighting up with hope. "Is this...?" You smile to your husband and softly nod

"We're pregnant"

"Joder, Y/N. Thank you so much, mi vida!" He said hugging you tightly "You don't even know how happy I am, right now" You laughed "I'll be a daddy and you will be the most amazing mom, ever. Thank you so much, amor, thank you, thank you" He kissed you several times around your face "Joder, we are pregnant"

"We are" You said smiling

"Thank you for this blessing, mi vida. My little but perfect familia. Los amo a ambos" (I love you both) His hand caressed your flat tummy as you peck his lips smiling

"Y nosotros a ti, guapo" (And we love you, handsome)

°°° °°° °°° °°°

Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

366 notes · View notes

spnjediavenger · 1 month ago

Text

I Need My Brother (Chapter 3)

Title: I Need My Brother (Chapter 3)

Type: multi-chapter; matt murdock x sister!reader

Warnings: canon-typical Daredevil situations/injuries, sibling fluff

POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNINGS: none

Spoilers: S1 SPOILERS

Notes: finally a fluff piece! Well…the last half anyway…

As always, love and/or constructive/friendly criticism is welcome and encouraged!

Word count: 1451

(Chapter 1) (Chapter 2)

Another Friday came and Y/n, for once, was not at Nelson & Murdock. Foggy and Karen had gone to a client’s apartment to help her out and Matt was out chasing leads. He had been better recently, to his word, and she was happy to see him come home to her and Claire with less wounds (though she wasn’t happy Claire had been kidnapped). Speaking of Claire, she set out not long after Y/n got home from school so she could work. Y/n, like her brother had done, advised her against it but she also understood the woman probably was beginning to get a serious case of cabin fever.

She sat at the kitchen island doing her homework when a tremor shook the ground and an explosion was heard nearby. Gasping, Y/n fell to the floor, covering her head.

A second explosion, more tremors. A third. And a fourth.

Y/n cowered on the floor, not daring to move until minutes passed and no more explosions were heard. She shakily got up and walked over to the window, throwing a hand to cover her mouth when she saw the carnage outside. She ran over to grab her cellphone, dialing Matt’s number as quickly as she could.

No answer.

Ok…maybe he’s…with a client?...who was she kidding? What clients? She called again.

No answer.

She let it get to the answering machine. “Hey, Matty. Uhm…I’m assuming with your super hearing you know what’s going on…and I’m sure that probably means you’re suited up to, you know…save the day and everything…um…please just…call me as soon as you can. Or have Claire do it if you’re with her. Please, just…call me back.” Her voice shook the entire time, as her hands did when she hung up the phone.

10 minutes passed…20…an hour…Y/n tried calling again.

No answer.

“Ok…Matt, I’m serious now,” she said to the answering machine, voice shaking again. “Whatever you’re doing, please pick up the phone and call me. I need to know that you’re alright.”

As soon as she hung up, Y/n immediately dialed Claire’s number. It rang twice before she picked up.

“Hey, I’m really sorry but this has to be quick,” Claire said over the phone.

“I know you must have a lot to do but I have to know - is Matt there with you?”

“Matt? No, he’s not. I thought he would’ve been home by now?”

“No, he was going out to chase a lead…Claire…you don’t think…”

“No. No, Y/n I’m sure he’s fine. We both know how stubborn your brother is,” Claire attempted to joke.

Y/n was silent for a moment. “I may not have super senses like Matt but I can tell you don’t believe that, Claire.”

Claire sighed. “I wish I could give you something more. If I hear or see anything I’ll let you know. I’m sorry, but I gotta go. Place is filling up faster with every explosion that crosses the news.”

“Ok,” Y/n whispered. “Thanks, Claire. Be safe.”

Claire didn’t know anything. Foggy was hurt. Karen didn’t know anything. Y/n was freaking out.

“MATT!”

It was around 3am when the front door to the apartment opened. Y/n bolted over and threw her arms around her brother, still in costume. Matt grunted, making Y/n recoil instantly.

“Sorry! I’m sorry! Matt, are you ok, what happened?”

Matt shook his head and placed a hand on her shoulder, panting a bit. “I’m…I’m ok, Y/n.” When he sensed tears running down her cheeks, he pulled her into a gentle embrace.

Y/n took a deep breath and let it out in a controlled sigh. “Please don’t lie to me,” she cried quietly, returning the embrace to a minimum, not wanting to hurt Matt again.

“Just sore, Y/n, I promise. I’m sorry I didn’t answer you. And I’m sorry I worried you. Everything is ok now, alright?”

Closing her eyes and releasing a few more tears, Y/n nodded against Matt’s shoulder.

“Matt?”

“Yes?”

“Can…can you maybe take a small break after this? So we can have time just for us? If…If not I get it-”

“No problem, starling,” Matt interrupted her. “I promise we can…We both need it. I love you, ok?”

Y/n smiled. “Thank you. I love you, too.”

A couple days passed and Foggy got out of the hospital; 1 day after that, the whole group was back at the office. Things were slowly but surely feeling a little more normal again. Thankfully Matt hadn’t gotten too beaten up during his last venture so he was healing nicely. Actually a little too nicely in Y/n’s opinion at this moment.

Matt had taken off sooner than usual to start the weekend early with his sister.

“You know, you should’ve heard Karen talking about me the other day,” he said with an arrogant smile, the playboy in him coming out for the first time in a while.

Y/n playfully rolled her eyes. “You mean the devil of hell's kitchen?”

“One in the same, dear sister. ‘He kicks ass. Seriously. You should've seen him flipping around in the rain.’”

Y/n made a faux gagging sound. “Are we sure she’s not the blind one? Or some other vigilante saved her? ‘Cause I think if she really saw you she wouldn’t like what she sees,” the girl smirked.

“Ohoho, I see how it is,” Matt chuckled, slowly stalking towards Y/n in a familiar way, making her gulp.

“I guess I shouldn’t have said that, huh?”

“That’d be a good guess.” And with that, Matt took off after Y/n, the latter letting out a yelp as she ran.

Despite the adrenaline going through her veins, Y/n couldn’t help but laugh as her brother chased her around the apartment, knowing damn well he’d catch her in the end. Though she had the sisterly instinct to curse Matt’s speed and abilities, it had also been far too long since they got to mess around like this.

Finally, Matt grabbed Y/n from behind, earning another yelp, and pulled them both onto his bed. Y/n giggled as they wrestled for control but Matt was quick to pin her, both siblings smiling at one another.

“Is it too late to take it back?” Y/n said, smiling innocently.

“Oh yeah,” Matt said, darting his hands to tickle her sides.

“Ah! Mahahatt, no!”

Matt laughed, “Matt, yes! You asked for it, troublemaker.”

Y/n shook her head and tried again to fight off her big brother. Matt let her have the semblance of a fighting chance before ducking his head down and blowing a raspberry on her neck. She scrunched her neck and let out an almost literal ear-piercing screech, forcing Matt to stop and fend off a headache from the splitting sound. Y/n took the chance to curl up to prevent him from tickling her any further and caught her breath with a smile on her face.

“Serves you right, bonehead,” Y/n giggled as she watched her brother massage his ears.

He chuckled back. “You never learn your lesson, do you?”

He started his attack again, poking anywhere he could reach, making laughter fill the room again. He kept going until the laughs were interrupted by a snort. Matt stopped again and threw his head back laughing.

“Wh-What was that?! Was that a snort?!”

Y/n covered her reddening face. “Shut up,” she groaned through her hands.

He laughed more. “I cannot believe you snorted.”

“I can’t believe you made me snort, jerk,” she said in faux anger, lightly kicking him.

He easily deflected her foot and chuckled and pulled her into a hug that she happily returned, though was still a bit winded. “You alright, starling?’

She chuckled. “I’m fine…Perfect actually.”

Matt raised his brow. “Perfect? Well, that’s an upgrade.”

Y/n just hugged him tighter. “Thank you for staying home with me.”

Matt smiled and rubbed her shoulder. “You don’t need to thank me for that. But anything for you.”

“I love you, big brother.”

“Love you too, little sister.” He patted her shoulder and pulled away a little. “Let’s go get dinner started. What do you say about homemade pizza?”

“Hell yeah!” Y/n said, jumping off the bed.

“Language!” Matt called after her, but rolled his eyes with a small smile on his face.

He got up to meet her in the kitchen, his heart lighter than it had been in ages. He forgot just how much his sister could lighten things up. How happy she made him. It made him wish that things could stay this way.

Unfortunately it was a wish that wouldn’t come true.

(Chapter 4) ->

#fanfiction #fanfic #x reader #matt murdock x teen!reader #matthew murdock x sister!reader #matthew murdock x reader #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x sister!reader #daredevil x reader #daredevil x teen!reader #daredevil x sister!reader #matthew murdock x teen!reader #matt murdock #matthew murdock #daredevil

36 notes · View notes

hornyfor-redacted-onmain · 1 year ago

Text

Longing

Pieces of My Heart - Chapter 10 Stray Kids OT8 x reader, Soulmate AU

Masterlist | Next Part

Chan Hey, just checking in. How’s your dad? Y/N He’s good, awake and lucid Doctors say everything went smoothly, he should make a full recovery Chan That’s good. Y/N How are the boys? Chan Missing you. Img.png Y/N Tell them I miss them too Chan I will. Give your dad our best wishes. Y/N Thanks

0o0o0

Sophie Hey, I just got your message Are you okay? Y/N Don’t worry, I’m fine. My dad’s okay too I didn’t get a chance to update you Had a lot on my mind Sophie No, yeah. I get it Y/N How was the day 2 concert? Sophie Just as amazing as day 1 Well, actually it was a bit weird I felt like the members weren’t as playful as the first time around. It seemed like they had a lot on their mind too … Maybe it was just one of those days Y/N Yeah, I guess Sophie Either way, it’s a shame we didn’t get to hang out more before you left I’m glad your dad’s okay Y/N Me too. If I’m ever back in the city, I’ll let you know Sophie Of course. In the meantime, want to see some videos from last night? Y/N Sure!

0o0o0

Y/N You sure you don’t want anything from the store? Mom I’m sure sweetie, thank you. Y/N Ok Mom Hey, while I have a chance to talk to you without your dad listening in. We need to talk about your soulmates. Y/N What about them? Mom Sweetheart, I remember when I met my soulmate. We were inseparable for weeks. I couldn’t even imagine how hard it is to be away from them right now. Y/N Mom … Mom I mean, even now, not being able to see her makes me uncomfortable. Why do you think we have our weekly Friday night meet ups? Y/N I thought that was just an excuse to go out and complain about Dan from finances Mom You and I both know I don’t need an excuse to complain about Dan. But that’s not the point. I can’t stand not being with Lucy. And we’re only platonic soulmates. From what I’ve heard, that’s definitely not the case with you. Y/N Mom! Mom You should be with your soulmates. Y/N Dad’s still in recovery, mom You can’t take care of him yourself, you have work and your health issues … You need help. They understand, we can make it work Besides, they’re on tour. I was going to have to be away from them for a while anyway It’s not like I could just go on tour with them Mom I’m sure that’s not true. Y/N Im almost back at the room. We can talk about this later

0o0o0

Soulmates

Y/N Hey Did you guys land yet? Seungmin Few minutes ago Felix Hi!!! How are you?! I’m good Felix, thank you ^^ Seungmin Img.png Img.png Img.png Felix YAH! Seungmin wtf!??! Seungmin Not my fault you all fell asleep on the plane Felix So you decided to photograph us?!!? Seungmin Blackmail material Minho I’m going to commit murder Y/N Awww, you guys look so cute I hope you guys get some rest … Guys? Wait he wasn’t serious about the murder was he? Hyunjin Hi baby I miss you Jisung I miss you too! Hyunjin I miss them more! Chan Guys, it’s not a competition Felix But if it is, I definitely miss them more >:) Y/N Guys, Minho wasn’t serious about killing Seungmin, was he? … Guys?

0o0o0

Jeongin Did you have breakfast yet? Y/N Shit, no I’ve been busy. I had to take my dad to his doctor’s appointment today and then I had to go do groceries Jeongin :( Y/N Sorry Innie. I’ll go get a snack rn Jeongin You haven’t been eating a lot lately … You know coffee doesn’t count as a meal, right? Y/N I know Sorry :( Jeongin You need to take care of yourself. I’m worried about you Y/N I will, I promise Jeongin I’ll remind you if you don’t. I swear, you’re worse than Channie-hyung Y/N D: I’m not that bad Jeogin … What did you just eat? It’s disgusting Please never eat that again Y/N You take that back Ham and Jelly toast is delicious and I refuse to accept this slander Plus its an easy snack Jeongin I will pay you to never eat that again Please Stop! DID YOU JUST ADD HOT SAUCE?!!!? Y/N Suffer

0o0o0

Mom I had a talk with my boss about work. He’s agreed to let me work from home for the next few months. Y/N Oh, that’s good. Now you can spend more time with dad during breaks and lunch … Mom It also means that I won’t need your help around the house anymore. Y/N Mom, we’ve talked about this. I’m not leaving you guys! Mom It’s been almost a month. Your soulmates are almost done with their tour You should go see them. Y/N I appreciate the effort mom, I really do. But can you just drop this? Mom No, I won’t. Why are you forcing yourself to be so unhappy? You think I don’t notice how stressed and upset you’ve been lately? You’re not eating well, you’re not getting a lot of sleep. Honey, I’m worried. Being away from your soulmates for so long so soon after meeting can’t be good for you. Or them! Y/N They have each other, they’ll be fine. Mom That’s not how this works, and you know it. Have you even talked to them about it? Y/N I don’t want to talk about it. Not right now. Mom You can’t run away from your problems forever.

0o0o0

Soulmates

Minho 커피 원해? (anyone want coffee?) Jisung ㅇㅇ (yup) Felix 내!!!! (yes!!!!) Chan 주세요. (please.) Seungmin 됐어요 (im good) Y/N I mean, if you’re offering It might be a bit cold by the time you get here though Minho Ahh, wrong chat Sorry Jisung Wait a minute! Since when do you read Korean?!! Y/N I don’t??!! I just used google translate Although I did recognize 내! That means yes :D Minho 귀엽다 (cute) Changbin Waa, our soulmate is so smart. Y/N :D Don’t drink too much coffee though. I’ve been told it is not a meal >:( Im talking to you, Chan Chan I have no idea what you’re talking about Y/N >:( Jeongin >:( Felix >:( Jisung >:( Chan It’s only my second cup today! And the first one was 3 hours ago! Y/N IT’S ONLY 9AM! Chan … Felix I’m going to kill you

0o0o0

Y/N Hey, can I ask for some advice? I need an unbiased opinion Sophie Well I’m not sure I’d consider myself unbiased. I’m definitely Han biased, that’s for sure. ;) Y/N It’s about my soulmate Sophie OH! I totally forgot about that, you haven’t talked about them at all! Y/N Yeah, between everything with my dad and then school and stuff … My mom has been on my ass these past few weeks about it Sophie About what? Y/N She thinks its unhealthy for me to be away from them She has this scary close bond with her soulmate, a childhood friend of hers. And she can’t imagine being away from her, so she thinks that I need to go be with my soulmate But I’ve been refusing, and now every time I see her it feels like she’s seconds away from starting another argument I’m just so tired of all the arguing, and wondering if maybe she’s right I have been having a harder time getting sleep Sophie Oh wow, that’s …. Wow. Y/N yeah Sophie I’m not sure you want my honest opinion right now. Y/N Please, I do. I need someone that isn’t my mom to be straight up with me. Am I being irrational? Sophie Well, first of all, being away from your soulmates is definitely not easy. But It’s also not a big deal, and long distance relationships work fine even between new soulmates. So maybe your mom is projecting a little bit. But I don’t think that’s the problem here. Y/N ??? Sophie Why does the idea of leaving to be with your soulmates bother you so much? I mean, when I found Alexis I was overjoyed, but I still didn’t have time to see him a lot. We both had school and work, and it was hard to find time to spend together. Honestly, I would have taken any opportunity I had to be with him. And yet here you are, turning down all of your mom’s offers. I feel like something else is at play here than just your mom’s pushiness. Y/N … Sophie I told you you wouldn’t like my opinion. Y/N No, you’re right Fuck, you’re right Sophie I usually am :) Y/N Thank’s Sophie, I really needed someone to knock some sense into me. Sophie Glad I could help. Want some memes? Y/N Yes, please!

0o0o0

Y/N Mom. I’m sorry You were right, I want to be with my soulmates. I really appreciate everything you’ve done to give me the opportunity to be with them. And I’m sorry I’ve been so stubborn about it. But Mom, I feel like you’re pushing me away. I feel like you don’t want me here. My soulmates will never be more important than you. You’re my mom, and I worry about you and dad. I worry about you guys being by yourselves, about being away from you. I’m scared and I just feel like everything is moving too fast. Can you call me when you get off work? I love you.

0o0o0

Y/N We need to talk Chan That doesn’t sound good Y/N It’s nothing bad, I promise Chan Okay? Y/N My dad has been getting better. He’s walking now. Chan That’s great! I’m glad your dad’s okay. Y/N Yeah Chan I have a feeling that’s not what you wanted to talk about, though. Y/N They managed to talk with a neighbor, and he agreed to drive my dad to his appointments if my mom can’t take him. And I started taking online classes. Chan Huh? Y/N Chris I think we need to talk about what happens when you guys are done with your tour.

214 notes · View notes

chipikliiilboy · 28 days ago

Text

Well... I have absolutely nothing to show you. I feel either guilty or just sad that I just give up drawing because of my terrible condition. I just think, I hope it passes quickly. Maybe in the spring I will be able to pull myself together.

Below there will be a selection of sketches on Cloud Tower

Baby Cloudhead. Just so it's not so empty, I'll add some quotes from the telegram channel.

"Funny thing, Cloudhead has a small tail that appeared due to improper sculpting of Cloudface" — in general, with the "birth" of children of clouds everything is so ambiguous, they are created from clouds (in the case of Cloud and Cloudhead from star clouds), and specifically with the help of magic they mold a child from the clouds. When this happened to Cloud, he was very nervous and afraid of doing something wrong, because Vigilante scared him (not on purpose) that if the child was created incorrectly, then it will have to be destroyed.

(translation of text in pictures in ALT)

"Cloud dropped his son into the void 10 times when he was molding him" — Father of the year, that's what I can say. And also on the second picture is the place where Cloudface and his son were born.

About 30 minutes ago:

☁️: I can't! I can't do it, go ahead, make it yourself!

⭐️: What- I don't-don't know how to sculpt it!

☁️: You're a sculptor, so do something!

*Cloudhead slips out of Cloud's shaking hands and falls into the abyss.*

🪨: WELL, YOUR HIGHNESS, YOUR CHILD WILL DISSOLVE NOW!

☁️ & ⭐️: *squeal*

This is some kind of dialogue during all of this, yeah. Don't worry, Cloudhead was fine, he was caught in time... After all this, Starman would have nightmares, rest assured.

Little, little Cloud! He had no legs, because his parents molded him more or less like a human child, because they had little knowledge. He was born with the intelligence of a 4-6 year old child, and I would say he was very hyperactive. The first sketch is just born, the second one is already grown up.

Purple, by the way, because it is created from purple clouds. Cloud eventually became pink because he ate pink-colored clouds (no longer the former bodies of his ancestors) to maintain his shape and become stronger.

Cloudhead was also fed this, but they didn't tell him where exactly these clouds were from so as not to scare the child. When Cloudhead found out what exactly he was fed, then he completely refused to eat it, holding a grudge against his father. That's why they are so different in size (Cloudhead is under 8 feet, and Cloudface 14 feet tall) and also abilities. Cloudhead, I'll be honest, is as helpless as a human, he doesn't have any magic like his father, and his body is quite fragile.

... IS THIS HYPERPIGMENTATION?

Okay, that's all for now. Hope to see you again soon!

#pizza tower #art #artists on tumblr #pizza tower au #pizzaface #cloud tower #pizzahead #pepperman pizza tower #pepperman #the vigilante #vigilante #vigilante pizza tower #the vigilante pizza tower

32 notes · View notes

am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 year ago

Note

AITA for giving my friend some Rules and charging him $ when he breaks them?

As usual, sounds crazy but stay with me here.

Me (40f) and J (35m) met about 2 years ago, briefly dated, and quickly figured out we were Just Friends. At the time he was looking for a new place to live, my landlord was looking to fill a vacancy in my building, now we're neighbors.

Last July I noticed he hadn't been home in a few days (his assigned parking is right next to mine). Not answering messages. Start to get worried. Search his name in the local jail, there he is. (Got pulled over for speeding and a past legal issue, that I knew about, was not resolved like he thought it was.) A clerical error had him stuck in jail for 10 days. Eventually bond gets set and I bail him out.

I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid: never loan what you can't afford to lose. The second that money left my pocket it was written off in my brain. He lost his job, he lost his vehicle. But to my complete surprise, he immediately called up an old boss and got a new job. Great! Now how to get there?

I have a M-F day job and my commute is a 3 minute walk. His new job is overnight at a C store. So it just made perfect sense for him to take my car to work. This worked great for a few months.

Then a few months ago he got a gf, it got serious real quick, she moved in with him, he changed jobs, and now the car situation is getting fucking complicated. I had no problem with him taking my car to work, he owes me money (which he has been paying) so him having a job is ideal.

But now he's using my car like it's his. I had to remind him that it's my fucking car, you're just supposed to be using it to get to work, ASK if you wanna use it for anything else. He apparently didn't get the memo cuz one day I came home early from work cuz I had a Dr appt and my car was not where it should be. Turns out he and his gf went shopping and I had to reschedule my appt. I was furious.

So I laid down some Rules: He puts gas in the car. He takes care of maintenance (oil change, car wash, wiper blades, etc.). But most importantly, if it is not going anywhere other than his or gf's job, HE HAS TO KEEP ME INFORMED. I made sure he understood that I was not keeping tabs on him, I just need to know where my car is in case, I dunno, he mysteriously disappears again.

I had already been keeping a paper record of every time he paid me some money back. So now I'm charging him $10 every time he breaks a rule. Yes, he agreed to this. I've had to do it a handful of times, and I tell him every time.

And before anyone asks: no, the gf is not a part of this problem. We get along great, we're all adults here. She knows everything you now know.

So, AITA for fining my friend when he breaks a rule?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

110 notes · View notes

kipercrow · 8 months ago

Text

A Gassy Roomate

Based on: https://at.tumblr.com/imagineyourgassyotp2/imagine-person-a-of-your-otp-is-apartment-hunting/yktjrcnuqeud

Kevin: 24 (He/They)

Saige: 25 (They/Them)

I stared at the computer screen, scrolling from webpage to webpage. I need an apartment rather quickly. I got a job as a writer for a Pop Culture website. Right now I live with my parents, sure it’s fine but the commute to the office is pretty long, and I need somewhere closer. So, I’ve been spending the past few days looking for apartment listings or roommate offers. So far the apartments have either been too small, not have enough light, and definitely have no room for a goat let alone a dog. I keep scrolling and scrolling when suddenly I see an offer that feels too good to be true.

Hello! Looking for a roommate to cover 10% of the rent. I will cover the rest of the $1,217 rent and as I work from home I will be able to make any meals to accommodate your living experience. I have a slight medical condition, I am willing to go into more detail about it during our face to face visit.

If you are interested please send an email through the contact button on top, include “Roommate” in your subject line.

Saige

The images Saige included of the apartment are amazing. It looks really spacious and Saige has good taste in furniture. The bedroom that they show looks really nice, I think I can feel comfortable here. What’s the worst that can happen? I always send my location to my parents, you know, just in case I go missing. So I decide to send Saige an email.

Hi! My name is Kevin. I saw your roommate offer and I am willing to meet up to see the place and talk to you.

I write some more letting them know about my job and how much I make. A minute after I send the email, Saige responds. They let me know what time we can meet later today, which works out really well for me since I have nothing else to do today.

I got out of the train and walked over to Saige’s building. Their apartment is on the second floor and so far everything seems pretty good, no complaints from me. Knock on the door and Saige greets me when they open it. “Hey nice to meet you face to face, come on in” I enter the apartment and it’s as amazing as I thought it’d be. “Wow it’s really nice” I say, smiling afterwards. “Heh, thanks. I tried my best. Of course if you decide to move in, you can add whatever you want. Unless it’s like an animal head. I draw the line there.” “Haha don’t worry, I don’t like that kind of stuff.” “Great! Follow me and I’ll show you your room. Over there is my bedroom and the bathroom is right across the hall from you.” This is great!” The room is pretty spacious, and it shouldn’t be too hard to bring whatever I need over. We walk over to the living room and sit on the couch, past the living room I can see the kitchen, it looks pretty big as well. “So Kevin, what do you think?” “I think this is all pretty great. I mean this apartment is big and spacious. It’s close to the subway-” as I talk I see Saige shifting in his seat, and they look uncomfortable, “- You seem really great. The building is clean. I have a few questions, are there any bugs that sneak in?” “Ahh no, no bugs” “Great! How noisy are the neighbors?” “They’re great, just great.” “Awesome! Okay so, in the post you said that you’re willing to go into your medical condition.” Before Saige could answer we were greeted with a noise that a lot of us are familiar with.

PPPBBBRBRRRBPTTTTTT

Saige instantly goes red. “Oh my gosh I’m so so sorry” I fan the air in front of me and laugh. “No no it’s fine, that was good. My uncle would be jealous!” Saige gets up and opens a window. “Okay so, my slight medical condition is that I have chronic gas, well I’ll go more into it. It’s like related to how my insides work. I used to have a lot of cramps and stuff you don’t want to hear about, but now because I’ve been adjusting my diet and the food I make has let me survive this long. So-” they stop and hold up a finger and lean to the left.

BBRBRRBRRTRTTTT

“-All I have now is gas. Which I totally get if you don’t want to move in with me because of that. I’ve lost so many roommates because of my farts.” I looked back at him. “That’s it? You just fart a lot?” “Yeah pretty much.” “I don’t mind it that much. They don’t smell that bad and I can be gassy depending on what I eat. So I don’t think I have a reason to worry.” “You really don’t mind it?” “Of course not.” “So will you be thinking of moving in?” “Yes! I’m happy to move in.” “Great, we can sign the lease tomorrow and you can move in after that” “That sounds great. Thank you so much” We stand up and shake hands and I go on my way.

-1 Week Later-

A week has gone by since I saw Saige’s apartment and signed the lease. I’ve moved in little by little and have put up most of my things and gotten a dresser for my clothes. I have a box of some pictures I want to put up but there’s no rush. Tonight is my first night in the apartment. I'm kind of nervous, but Saige is making dinner for us. After changing into my pajamas, I walk to the kitchen.

PBPBPBRTTT

“Hungry?” Saige said not bringing the fart to attention. “Yeah, the food smells good. What is it?” I ask.

BRBRPRBP

“Some roasted veggies, salmon, and some white rice. I hope you like it.” “I’m sure I will.” Ever since I moved in, Saige has been farting. It’s true that they do fart more than another person, but thankfully the smell isn’t so bad. The smell of the food they’re cooking greatly overpowers the stench of their gas. I haven’t farted in front of them yet but they don’t seem to mind. “Here, tell me if the rice is done.” they say handing me a spoonful. As soon as I taste it, the rice tastes so wonderful. I’m not sure how they did it, but the rice is different from any other type of rice I’ve eaten before. “It’s amazing. I think it’s perfect.” “Great! I’m glad to hear that.” They turn off the stove for the rice and check in the oven.

BRAAPPP

“Okay, just a little bit more for the veggies and salmon to be done. Then we can eat.” they say as we walk over by the sink. “So Kevin, how do you like it so far?” they ask me, smiling. “Really great. I feel really comfortable here” I respond. As if to accentuate my point, I feel gas heading on out.

PBRTT

“Hey nice! You finally let one rip!” “I told you I was feeling comfortable.” “I guess it’ll take you some time to match up to mine.” We laugh after they say that. Saige walks over to the oven, turns it off, and pulls out the veggies and the salmon. “Alright food is done, sit down at the table and I’ll serve you.” I sit at the table and watch Saige serve us food. We eat together and talk about what we want to do later, we settle on a movie night. We also set some ground rules about farting at the table. We agreed that it’s alright to fart at the table, unless the other person’s mouth is open and unless people are at the table with us.

Saige and I moved to the living room, sitting next to each other on the couch, resting our legs on foot rests. Saige put on ‘Scooby Doo and the Cyber Chase’, I haven’t seen the movie in a while but it’s a fun watch.

PRBRRPBPRBTTTTT

“Sorry about that, my food makes me gassier” they say.

BRRBRBTBTB

BRBRBRBBR

“If it gets to you, you can open a window.” “It’s no problem.” As we sit and watch the movie, Saige lets out a couple more farts, my stomach rumbles.

BBRRRAAPPP

Woah, that was bigger than my usual ones! “Nice one man!” Saige says, extending their hand towards me. I high five him back. “Thanks”

PPBBBPRBRTTTTT

PBRRBRPTTTTPBRTT

PRPBTT

“Guess I’m gassy today haha” “Oh no, is my food having an affect on you.” “Probably not. Must be a mix of my emotions, and so what if it does. That just means I can keep up with you now.” I smile at them. They smile back and then lean to the side and let out another fart.

PRBRBPRBRPBRBTTTTTRBPTBTTTTTRBPTBT

“Oh that’s great! I was nervous that you were going to move out.” “Oh no I wouldn’t, not for a little farting. You know it’s great that at my job we have our own cubicles, so there’s no worry about anyone walking into my farts. I mean the amount you fart is nothing compared to the gas from my boss. Phew! He must let rip like 10 a minute. I think it’s all the protein powder he intakes” I say before laughing. I lean to my right and let out another fart.

RBRBBRBRBRBRBRBTT

“That was a good one Kevin!” they hold up a finger

PRRRRRRTTTTTTT

BRRRAAPPPPPPP

PBRBRTTTTTTT

Three farts in quick succession! “You have a talent Saige!” “Heh thanks! I’ve been thinking about heading to the gym more. Let me know what protein powder your boss gets so we can beat him at his own game.” I lean forward slightly

PRRRRRRPRUTUTTTTT

BRPRTTTT

“Will do! You’re pretty muscular Saige. Anyone would love to have a body like yours” “Ha thanks! You have a good body yourself. At least you don’t have my gas!” they say winking afterwards. I blush a little. Saige lifts their leg slightly.

PBRBBRRBRRTTTTTTTTTRBBRTTT

PBRRBRRRRRRRRRRRTTTBTBTTTTBPTBB

We spend the rest of the movie ripping farts when we need to. They put their arm around me, and I put my head on their chest. I really like Saige, they make me feel safe. I’m glad to be their roommate.

Once the movie ends we head to our rooms to call it a night. I let Saige use the bathroom first, I can see them brushing their teeth.

BRRRRUUURRBTUTTTTTT

When they’re done in there, I head in and brush my teeth. I can hear Saige farting in their room. I head back to my room, once I do Saige pokes their head in. “Hey, just wanna say goodnight. Oh and if you wake up before me tomorrow, the pots and pans are in the oven.” “Thanks. Night Saige.” Saige turns around but stands in place.

PBPBRBRRBRRTTTTT

“That’s my goodnight kiss.” they say before heading off to bed. I laugh and close my door.

BBRRBTTT

BRRRTTT

PBRTTT

Ha..the food did a number on me for sure. I grab my phone and see that I have a text from my boss. “Kevin! Don’t come in tomorrow, we’re doing an online day. Sorry for the inconvenience, take care!” As I get done reading this, I hear Saige farting in their room.

PPBRBRPRRBRRBRBBRBBBTTTT

Tomorrow is going to be a fun day.

#eproctophilia #farts #fart #farting #fart kink #eprocto #male farts #fart story #male fart #non binary farts #Enby fart #Enby farts

52 notes · View notes

formosusiniquis · 1 year ago

Text

the bells, the joy (together in darkness)

Robin Buckley & Steve Harringto WC: 11963 | T | Tags/Themes: hivemind, Post S3, Scoops Troop Friendship, Nonbinary Steve and Robin, Blink and you miss it Steddie and Buckingham pre-slash AKA It's the Stobin Hivemind fic y'all! thank you very very very much to @spectrum-spectre for beta-ing this for me!!

Steve has never done LSD before. Which is the kind of statement his father would call ‘qualifying’ and ‘implies other kinds of wrongdoing, Stephan.’ Like the time he’d said he hadn’t smoked anything other than cigarettes that weekend. Apparently the ‘that weekend’ was a qualifier that got his very small pot stash flushed, and forced him into a second transaction with Eddie Munson in as many weeks.

Yeah okay maybe there were worse things, as far as punishments go.

Qualifying or not though, Steve has never done LSD. Not after the weekend he spent reading the supposedly true diary of a supposedly real teen that had been left on his bed. Like mother, like son, his father had sneered when he'd caught Steve curled up with it, like the whole plan to keep him from becoming pot-addled and destined for the gutter, or whatever, hadn’t relied on his gossipy nature.

It was mostly stupid, the book, but Steve figured it didn’t hurt to stick to weed. The stuff about that he knew for sure was totally fake.

Except now, he wishes he maybe knew a little bit more about what LSD was supposed to feel like. So he knows how to portion out blame for his current state. It’s currently 50% Upside-Down-Shit and 40% Russian-LSD-Shit and 10% Concussion-Shit, but if he’s being fair he’s blamed the Upside Down for about half of everything that’s gone wrong in his life since 1983. He’s willing to acknowledge that maybe the blame breakdown should be readjusted for this one.

“Hey Robin?” Trauma changes people, makes you want to stay close to the people who are changed the same way you are. Robin had shown up at Steve’s house the Monday after everything, trumpet case and duffle bag in hand. Apparently, she had walked from the school where she was supposed to be catching the bus to Band Camp, like she does every year. Apparently, when you undergo traumas heretofore unexperienced by any teen ever, Russian torture and flesh monsters, it’s okay to skip Summer Intensive to move in with your new best friend without telling your parents. Apparently, if you’re the kid that the Band Person, Director, wants to keep happy because in addition to the billion and seven languages you can play any instrument with a mouthpiece -- except trombone, slide positions, Steve had pretended he knew what that meant -- then you can just leave school to deal with your ‘mall fire smoke inhalation’ at your ‘aunt’s house’ instead. Apparently this is fine and Steve doesn’t need to worry about any angry former hippies beating down his dore because ‘what they don’t know won’t hurt them.’

So he can call out for Robin, without raising his voice because he knows she’s there. Somewhere in the house, the weight of it changed now that someone else is in it with him. He can call out even though he’s pretty sure she’s holed up in his Mom’s library on the ground floor, because he can feel her in the back of his brain and he knows she’ll hear him.

Drifting in an unfocused middle distance, he can imagine Robin. Curled up, she knows she’s been called for but isn’t in any hurry to comply, Steve will wait. He's fine with waiting, at least for the five minutes it will take for her to finish her chapter. He can see her, slotting her bookmark in place and sitting up straight for the first time in hours. She stretches, uncurls from the window seat that Steve also favors, gently sets the book down before letting a foot dangle and brush the floor to actually stand. And she leaves the library. She starts to feel closer, her presence looming stronger in his brain and Steve aware of himself in his own body. Then he hears her feet on the stairs.

“What is it, Dingus, did you know your Mom has a whole collection of French books? I’m in the middle of a bunch of lesbian short stories.”

“Yeah, she speaks it, not sure why.” He answers absently, “Have you ever done LSD?”

“I’ve had half a pot brownie and gotten way too high before.”

That’s not really the same thing, Steve thinks.

“I know it’s not really the same thing, Dingus, I was using it as a framework.” She flops facedown on the bed beside him, wiggling into what he’s started thinking of as her side. A lucky coincidence that she prefers to be tucked in on the side closest to the wall. Probably because she’s never seen anything burst out of one.

“Okay don’t think that, cause now I’m never going to be able to sleep again, I don’t think you’ve got enough space for us to pull your bed into the center of your room.”

He can see the way she imagines it. His bed, an island in the center of the room floating in a sea of plaid. Something about it is even more unnerving than if it stayed up against the wall.

“Not a good look.” He doubts anything will come from the walls again anyway, the Upside Down has proven to be surprisingly adaptive; it doesn't seem to attack in the same way twice. It makes it harder to be prepared, but he’s less worried about not being able to protect Robin in the middle of the night.

“Savior complex. Your mom has psychology books down there too. What does she even do?”

“Reads mostly. Do you think there’s anything down there about LSD?” He doesn’t think this is normal.

“Nice leap, Steve, I don’t think there are many drugs that link your brain with your coworker.” She says coworker, but he feels friend. Even that concept isn’t enough to describe the depth of warmth and affection that he feels wash over him as she thinks.

He lets the silence hang for a second, thinking but not sure what yet. His thoughts are slower to arrive and more jumbled in these early days post-concussion. His right hand curls, his fingers flex. First and third finger tap, then one and two, then none, one and two, and two, and none.

Robin’s knee jostles the bed as her leg bounces just a little.

“I think something else happened to us.”

“Wondered how long I’d have to tap your fingers for you before you got there with me.”

Read the rest on AO3

#platonic stobin #my fic #steve and robin #scoops troop #scoops troop friendship #untitled stobin hivemind fic #now has a title #which is a reference to a song for lya which i don't really recommend but whatever #nonbinary steve harrington #nonbinary robin buckley #autistic robin buckley #neurodivergent steve harrington #the author gives steve their own quirks and lets the audience diagnose as they will #enjoy!!! its been a nine month labor of love please like it!!

91 notes · View notes

evilgaygothgf · 2 years ago

Note

Hello!! Hope you’re doing well and having a great day <3 just wanted to send in a request in case you’re up for it! Maybe a scenario of Quackity and streamer!reader sitting together at a small party/streamer get together (like the ESLAND after party lmao), spending the whole time talking, then him walking back reader to their hotel room where it ends with a small makeout sesh or them inviting him to their room to continue hanging out for the night (they’re kinda friends prior to all this who had very silent crushes on each other so the lovers tension is definitely in the air lmao)? Hope this is ok!

Thank you for the request! I hope this fits what you had in mind ◡̈

Quackity x streamer!reader (any pronouns)

You were at a small outdoor party one of your other streamer friends had invited you to. You hadn’t been a streamer for very long, so you weren’t as close with the other people at the party besides Karl, who had invited you. You saw Sapnap, George, and Tina, who you had met at the streamer events earlier in the day, but they were in the middle of their own conversation and you didn’t feel like you were close enough to them yet to go and join in. When you went over to grab a drink and head to an unoccupied seat, you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Hey, y/n. I didn’t know you were gonna be at this party.”

You turned around to see Alex standing behind you with a grin. You were more than glad to see that he was here and you suddenly felt a wave of comfort come over you. He was someone who always made you feel welcome as you started out in the streaming community, especially since he’s the entire reason you were doing this. Alex was the person who encouraged you to start your channel on twitch in the first place.

“Y/n, I think you’ll be really good at it and you’ll be glad you started your own streaming channel.”

“I don’t know. I just don’t think I’m entertaining enough for people to want to actually watch me.”

“I’d watch you. You’re entertaining to me. You should just try it, really. Trust me.”

You had taken his advice to start streaming and hadn’t regretted it one bit. Your channel was growing, you actually had fans, and you were even being invited to streamer events like the one you had attended today. All of this was because of the support Alex had been giving you from the start and helping you along the way. He had become a place of comfort and warmth for you.

You smiled back at Alex. “Yeah, Karl actually invited me kinda last minute. I thought maybe it could be fun,” you said as you shrugged your shoulders.

“Well, are you? Having fun?,” he questioned.

“I am now that you’re here,” you said as you threw a wink his way.

He laughed and placed a hand on your shoulder. “Okay, Mr. Rizzington,” he said as he rolled his eyes, “Let’s go sit down somewhere.”

You followed him as he led you over to a bench that faced away from the party and out towards the ocean. The entire event had been an amazing time and you had enjoyed it all, but the night view of the ocean was 10 out of 10 compared to the rest. You both sat down and while the bench was small, you wished it was smaller so you had an excuse to sit closer to Alex.

“Sorry, I feel like I haven’t really been able to catch up with you much. I’ve just been so busy with the event all day and haven’t had a chance to check up on how you’ve been doing with everything going on.” He rubbed his hands on his lap as he talked.

“No, Alex, it’s okay,” you turned your body towards him on the bench as you spoke, “you don’t have to worry about me. I’ll be fine, just do whatever you need to do and enjoy your time with all your friends here.”

“I’m not worried. I just care about you and want to spend time with you, dummy,” he said lightly shoving your shoulder with his.

Even his playful touch made your skin feel electric and you couldn’t help but feel a shiver as the sparks ran through you.

Your shiver caught his attention. “Oh, are you cold? It is a little chilly now that the sun has gone down. We can head inside if you want?”

Before you could answer, Alex was already standing to his feet and motioning for you to stand with him. You stood up from your spot and walked with him toward the hotel everyone was staying at for the event. Now that it was dark outside, the path to the hotel was lit by tiny lights along the side of the walkway. The two of you matched each other’s pace as you slowly made your way back to the hotel and you told him about the people you had met a the streaming event that day. You finished talking as the two of you approached the entrance of the hotel and you looked up at Alex to see that he was just staring and grinning at you at you spoke.

You laughed nervously under his stare. “Why are you just staring at me like that?” You tried to sound annoyed to distract him from the blush that you knew was creeping up on your face.

“Mmm I don’t know,” he shrugged his shoulders, ��You seem happy. I just like seeing you happy.” As he finished his sentence, the two of you had stepped into the elevator. “What floor are you?”

“I’m on 6th.” You watched as he pushed the button to your floor and put his hand back in his pocket. “Oh, are you on the same floor as me?”

“Nope. I was gonna come hang out with you in your room if that’s fine? Damn, trying to get rid of me already,” he joked.

You taunted back at him, “I guess it’s fine with me. You just can’t get enough of me, yeah, yeah.”

“Something like that.”

The door to the elevator opened and the two of you stepped off. You walked him to your hotel room and tapped your card to enter the room. You turned to Alex as the door shut behind both of you.

“So, do you want to watch a movie or something?” You hoped he said yes because you couldn’t handle being alone in this room with him without something to distract you from the butterflies that bang around in your stomach whenever he’s around.

“Sounds good to me,” he said as he flopped onto your bed and grabbed the remote. He patted the spot next to him on the bed. “C’mon and sit. It’s your bed.”

You really didn’t want to sit next to him because you might evaporate into thin air the second you do, but reluctantly, you kicked off your shoes and made yourself comfy on the bed. He flipped through the channels and found a movie that had already started not too long ago, so you two hadn’t missed much of it. The movie played on and you felt like you had done well to hide your nerves so far. Well, until you felt his eyes on you. You tried to pretend you didn’t notice him stealing glances at you here and there. Maybe he could tell he made you nervous. Maybe there was something stuck in your hair. Maybe-

Your thoughts were cut off by his whisper. “Can I kiss you?”

You almost jumped out of your skin at his question and you couldn’t even think of how to respond. “I- what did you say?” You couldn’t even look at him when you spoke.

“Sorry, I don’t know why I asked like that. It’s just all I can think about right now honestly. Wait that sounds bad. Like I’m not just thinking about kissing you, but like, I’m thinking about you, all the time, including now, and right now, that includes kissing you,” he blurted out.

He thinks about you? All the time? You finally looked back to him and his eyes were locked on yours. He thinks about kissing you? You had to admit you had thought about the same a fair share of times. You had imaged what it would feel like when his lips touched yours. Your gaze traveled from his eyes to his lips and back up.

He shifted closer and whispered again, “Can I?”

You opened your mouth to respond but no noise came out, so you just nodded your head. Your heart was thumping out of your chest, but you wanted this so bad.

He slowly leaned in, cupping your face. His hands felt so warm and comforting on your cheeks, his thumb lightly rubbing your skin. His lips landed on yours and it felt like the world around you went silent. He pulled his face back from yours slightly and ran a thumb over your lips. You reached your hands up and threaded your fingers into his hair pulling him back in for another kiss. The kiss that followed was more needy than the first. You tilted your head to deepen the kiss and felt his tongue running across your lower lip. His tongue entered your mouth and you felt his hands release from your face and fall to your sides, lightly squeezing you as they reached your waist. You gently tugged his hair and he released a shaky breath you didn’t realize he was holding.

The two you broke apart from the kiss and Alex rested his forehead on yours. Your hands continued to play with his hair, twirling the ends with your fingers. Your lips still tingled from the contact with his. There was so much on your mind you wanted to say to him in this moment, but you felt breathless and the words wouldn’t come up. He stayed silent as well, just staring into your eyes and rubbing his thumb on your hip. You were fine staying like this for as long as you could, enjoying his warmth and his touch. Words could come later.

#mcyt #mcyt x reader #dtqk #dtqk x reader #evilgaygothgf #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt imagine #mcyt scenarios #alex quackity #mcyt fandom #quackity fanfic #quackity blurb #quackity x y/n #qsmp quackity #quackity x reader #quackity #quackity x you #quackity imagine #quackity scenario

356 notes · View notes

marie-swriting · 12 days ago

Text

Talk To Me - Kira Yukimura

Masterlist

Summary : You notice that your best friend Kira isn't okay and you know she will never come to you for help so you take things in hand.

Warnings : set between season 3 and 4, gender neutral reader, hurt/comfort, isolation, mention of Allison and Aiden's deaths, maybe some grammatical mistakes as English is not my first language, tell me if you see some or if I missed any warnigns.

Word count : 1.5k

French version

Prompt : 7. "Person A is not the kind of person who goes to a friend to ask for help, but Person B knows them well enough to understand when the help is needed." from this prompt list made by @creativepromptsforwriting

Request : made by anonymous, here's the link to the request. To whoever requested it, I hope it turns out like you wanted and sorry for taking so long to write it 🫶

The room is sunk in darkness which is only broken by the TV light. You and Kira are snoozing on the couch while Patrick from the movie 10 Things I Hate About You is singing Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You; you’ve decided to do a 90’s and early 2000’s comedy movies marathon. After everything you’ve been through with the Nogitsune and especially all the changes Kira had to face, you thought it was a good idea to have a normal night with your best friend. You watched four movies in a row before sleep caught you; the sound of the TV is not loud enough to take you away from Morpheus’ arms. You shift your position on the couch when a voice which is not Heath Ledger’s or Julia Stiles’ reaches your ears.

“No…please…let them go.”

You flicker your eyes open and search for the origin of the voice until you realise Kira is talking in her sleep. You rub your eyes before getting close to your best friend. Kira is moving her head left and right, frowning while she keeps begging someone. Worried, you shake her and you have to wait a solid ten minutes before Kira wakes up in a startle.

“You’re alright?”

“Huh… yeah. I just fell asleep, that’s all.”

“It looked like you were having a nightmare. You were sleep-talking.”

“I don’t remember my dream.” she replies with a small smile. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” you ask, not really convinced.

“Yes, don’t worry. We should finish the movie tomorrow.” Kira says, pausing it. “I’ll probably fall asleep again if we try to keep watching.”

“You’re right, it’s better. I had my eyes shut, too, anyway.”

You turn off the TV before going to Kira’s room and going to bed. Kira slumbers back quickly, unlike you. You think back to what she was muttering. She seems scared. You didn’t really have the time to talk about what happened the past few weeks; actually, you tried but Kira brushed it off every time. That’s why you stay close to her, in case she’d like to talk with you. You all got affected by the last supernatural events, Kira is no exception, particularly when she didn’t even get the time to understand what was happening before fighting a thousand-year-old evil spirit. You wonder if her nightmare was about this. If it was, it’d be understandable. Your worries about Kira grow bigger, nevertheless you prefer to wait a little more, allowing Kira to come to you as soon as she’ll be ready.

Considering Kira only discovered her Kitsune powers recently, you decided to be there for her to adjust to this new life which is now filled with supernatural. You’re a daughter’s Druid - your family came to Beacon Hills when Deaton needed help for the Kanima - so you know a little bit about the different creatures who walk this earth. As opposed to werewolves, Kira doesn’t need to learn how to control herself so when you meet each other, Kira only learns how to better use her abilities. Furthermore, by doing this, it allows you to keep an eye on her.

Today, you came to Kira's place with several lightbulbs in your hands. You sit on the ground while she holds one. You give her some advice while she concentrates. After two hours, Kira starts to lose her patience. She barely made the filaments bulb glow. Annoyed, she puts the lightbulb on the ground and stands up, running a hand through her hair.

“You can do it. You just need to keep trying,” you try to calm her down, standing up, too.

“Probably when I’ll be a hundred years old!”

“Stop pressuring yourself. You can take all the time you need. We’re on summer break and there are no threats so you can fail.”

“What if next week a new creature comes to town and we need my Kitsune powers?”

“Then, we’d adapt ourselves. Don’t worry,” you reassure her, putting your hands on her shoulders. “Knowing how to use your abilities doesn’t come easily, be patient. Why do you think you absolutely need to perfect every single one of your power that fast?”

“Every member of the pack knows their powers. They can be useful. I barely knew what I was doing when we fought the Nogitsune,” Kira states, clearly frustrated.

“Please, you had just found out you were a Kitsune. Besides, you did well for someone who had just discovered this world. Stop overthinking and keep training. That’s the only way you’ll get better.”

“You’re right,” she says after marking a pause.

“I know I’m right.”

You sit down again and take the lightbulb before holding it out to her. Kira sighs then settles down while taking the object from your hand. Kira takes a deep breath as a way to focus. You keep training and by the end of the afternoon, Kira can make the lightbulb glow for about ten seconds.

The days go by and Kira isolates herself more and more. Every time you see her, she smiles even though it’s fake. You know the way her lips stretch themselves is only a way to keep up appearances. Something is eating her alive and it can’t keep on going like this. Kira is not the kind to ask for support, fearing she might be annoying, you think it’s stupid; you are all here for her whenever she’s not doing fine. You care about her, so she could never bother you because she’s not the usual happy girl.

As a consequence, you’ve decided all of this should stop. You have to do something. Kira is clearly not going to ask for the help she needs so you have to give it to her without having her to say the word. You fought tooth and nail to have Kira agree to leave her house. Reluctantly, she came to your place in the middle of the afternoon. Not wanting to confront her right away, you make her feel good by proposing her some cookies you baked in the morning at the same time as you're small talking. After making sure Kira is feeling good, you think it’s the moment to finally discuss with her.

“Kira, talk to me. I know something’s wrong,” you say and Kira avoids your gaze for a second.

“Nothing’s wrong, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re having nightmares, you isolate yourself, you’re here without really being here. You’re not your usual self.”

“I’m just tired. No need to make a big deal.”

“You’re not just tired. You know you can tell me everything, right? I’m your best friend, I’m here for you,” you promise her, putting your hand on hers.

“I…,” Kira starts before taking a deep breath, “I can’t stop thinking about what happened with the Nogitsune. I feel like he can come back any second, as if he was pretending to be gone just to come back stronger. Every time I have a nightmare, he’s here again, scarier than last time.”

“We beat him to his game, you know it.”

“I do, but I had never faced this kind of thing before. Everything happened to me so fast, I didn’t have time to assimilate all of this. Besides, Allison and Aiden died and I can’t stop telling myself if I had known sooner, if I had been more trained, maybe it would have gone differently,” she admits, blinking several times to keep the tears away.

“You can’t blame yourself for their deaths. What happened to them was tragic, that’s for sure, however given the circumstances, unfortunately, there wasn’t a lot we could have done to save them,” you state, before staying silent for a second. “That’s why you absolutely want to know how to use all your power, isn’t it?”

“I can do better. I mean, I’m a supernatural creature, a Kistune, I should at least be able to do something useful. I can’t keep being confused, especially when we all know it’s only a matter of time before we get attacked again, considering the Nemeton is like a supernatural magnet,” Kira sighs, running her hand in her hair.

“You’re not gonna be able to do better if you keep worrying about a nonexistent threat. What we went through wasn’t easy, even less for you, but you can’t isolate yourself and lose yourself in your fears. You have to talk to us. We’re a pack, we’re here for you. I’m here for you.”

“I know, it’s just… I… Scott and Lydia need more help than I do, they’re the ones who lost people they loved, not me.”

“It doesn’t mean you can’t struggle,” you say, looking her in the eyes. “Their pains don’t cancel yours. You can come to us to say what you feel. We’ll support you. That’s how we work.”

As a way to emphasise your words, you get closer to your friend and hug her. Kira let go of a sigh as if she had been holding her breath for several weeks. Her shoulders relax while you stroke her back. After a few seconds, you break the hug and give her a sympathetic smile.

“You’re right. Fortunately, you’re here, you know me too well.”

“That I do! You’re someone good Kira, but you don’t know how to ask for help for the life of you.”

“I’ll work on it, promise.” Kira affirms, beaming brightly.

Masterlist

#marie swriting in english #marie srequest #teen wolf x reader #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf one shot #teen wolf #kira yukimura x reader #kira yukimura #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n

5 notes · View notes

matchawrites-n-doodles · 2 years ago

Text

To Give Back

Din Djarin x F!Reader

Chapter 3: Comfort under Rain

Masterlist

Author's Note: Here you go! Hope you guys like it! I'll probably reread in case I made some mistakes :L

Summary: Finally safe in your ship, you've done everything for your guests to be comfortable and safe from the rain and Din returns the favor.

Warning: Angst, mentions of trauma?, mentions of blood, fluffffff

Words: 3,860 (I went all out.) ____________________________________________________

Chapter 2: A Safe Place

It was just a split second when Din noticed the cold, deadbeat look in your eyes after you killed the thug. With the stickiness of your soaked hair stuck to your cheek which framed your face. How one small section of your hair curled to the corner of your soft lips...

And with your knife at hand, colored blood which was barely washed from the rain. When that coldness of your eyes was replaced with worry, he felt a tug in his chest and a sense of familiarity. He saw the cold be replaced instantly. Eyes now full of concern. Concern for him. Why?

It was only just today that he first saw you at the market, and of course, he did receive a few bruises and a large cut on his leg but you didn't need to help a total stranger, and his kid as well.

You still did anyway. Of course anyone could of kidnapped the kid for bounty and left but you didn't. After taking care of the kid, you went straight for him. Telling him that the kid's okay and safe. However, he's a Mandalorian and he knew not to trust anyone's words but you're no droid or some bounty hunter, maybe. Not after what you did for the kid this morning. The adoration in your eyes for the child. No sign of you wanting to take him away from him when he's not looking.

So, he had allowed you to help him. He allowed you to lead him out of the dark, cold, rainy night. Deciding to trust your words since it seems that you're the last person to have seen the child. Din's only hope to seeing the kid again.

You at his left side, holding his waist and his left arm over your neck to help support himself due to his leg. You even gave him your name as you make your way over to your ship.

"So, everyone just calls you Mando?" You asked, giggling.

"Yes."

"Alright... Mando." You made a small smile, looking ahead, which Din would recognize from this morning. The look of longing.

After 10 more minutes of walking in the rain, it was then Din realized that you were leading him into the woods and he felt uneasy.

As if you could sense his uneasiness, you told him, "Don't worry. My ship's parked in there. I just prefer to stay hidden."

The woods may look thick with trees and roots but there's some space in the middle for your ship so it's kind of a nice looking spot to be in. It's also quite an unusual spot to park the ship but it blends in with the trees pretty well so no one could tell it's there unless you walk up to it.

Huge relief washed over him when your ship opened to reveal the kid at the entrance holding a blanket to keep his small body warm, and his plushy at his side. Safe and unharmed. Just like you said he would be.

"Hey kid!" He heard you say with a sounding smile. "I told you I'd get your dad back!" He glanced at you and noted how your cheeks puffed when you grinned, along with small dimples forming.

The kid cooed, happy to see the two of you back safe and sound. You lead Din up the ramp and let him sit on one of the crates you have on the left side of your ship and then closing your ship shut after taking one more look at the open to make sure no one followed you.

Din let out a small, relieved groan, relaxing a bit as he checked his wound. Then he watched as you quickly went to your supplies to grab something. The child waddled over to him and placed his head on his leg. All worried for his guardian. Din reached down patting his head, "I'm fine, kid."

"Are you hungry?" You popped up from behind the wall next to them. Under your left arm are dry clothes, while your towel is on your shoulder and your hair down allowing you to dry your hair.

"I'm okay."

"Perhaps something for the little one then." You smiled down at the child who ears perked up at the sound of food. You look back up to see that the metal man has hesitated a bit before nodding. Your smile widening until you remembered.

"Oh. Here. Some dry clothes. Refresher's is down there on the left. Towel is already in there." You set the clothes next to him and pointed the direction.

"Oh. You don't have to-"

You stopped him, "No. You must. You might be sick and I rather you be out of those wet clothes as soon as possible to stop you from getting more sicker. And don't worry, I'll watch over him. This is my ship so we aren't going anywhere. You have my word."

You lightly placed your hand on the side of his shoulder, tilting your head to the side, awaiting for his approval.

His head tilt up at you and apparently there's probably no way out of this. And after all you've done for the kid as well as for him, he might as well give in just a bit more.

"Thank you... Again. You really didn't have to." He stood up, grabbing the clothes you gave him. His head turned to you.

You shrugged, placing your hands behind your back with a smile. "You're welcome. Saw a person in need so it's only natural, for me at least, to want to help."

"Those clothes should fit you, so you'll be nice and snug in here once you're done." You picked up the child who made grabby hands up at you. "And you... Let's get you something to munch on, hm? Maybe some clothes as well... I already started washing your robe. So it should be dry the next morning. "

Your voice began to blur and Din watched as you turned, talking sweetness to the little one, and he let the image stay permanently in his mind.

And for the first time in a while, he somehow felt a bit safer in this old ship of yours. So long as the kid is near him. And for you to be around as well.

...

Din felt better for sure after a quick shower and into the dry clothes, but the achiness and slight chills are starting to affect him as well. Isn't that usually the sign that you're having a fever? He sighed, knowing that you're not going to let him leave until he's better. His leg seemed to look less irritating at least.

He heard the child giggling and he couldn't help but smile. It has been quite a rough week and the poor kid just needed a cheer up. Purchasing that plushy was enough. Having you around seem to make things better.

He thought about what the two of you are doing out there in the hull. His mind now towards you.

This... was actually not the first time he saw you. You've obviously never really officially meet each other but he's seen you before in Tatooine many years ago. He had one of the bounties over there and there was another Mandalorian from another clan who was with you. He worked with him to find their bounty and that Mando kept a distance from you while meeting with Din about the bounty but still kept an eye on you.

Din would noticed how protective the Mando would be over you and the only informative he has given him was that he had rescued you from a horrible place just about a week ago.

It was no wonder you looked so lost. So different and broken that day.

You were sitting at a table with a bowl of soup in front of you. Your clothes were ragged and dirty. Your hair wild and tangled. Your hands were clasped together tightly and your eyes were tired and sore from crying and there was a hint of trauma lingering behind those eyes as you stare into space. There was even a bruise on your right cheek where he could easily see it. Somehow that seemed to anger him a bit even though he barely knew you.

Years later now, he'd never thought he would see you again. You probably don't remember him since he wasn't wearing any shining new beskar armor at that time but for him, it was only then he'd recognized your eyes that he remembered you.

How different you are and how kind you are. More happier than ever and content with how you're living.

The small interaction with you and the little one made Din's heart jumped.

It was how you decided to give up the plushy and how much you first adored him when the two of you both met. The way you looked up at him, not even afraid of his tough, scary looking presence. Only startled at the sudden display of protectiveness he has towards the little one. He did recall you calling him Mesh'la.

No one has ever called him that. Ever. Not even in mando'a. You've never even seen his face at all since it's a part of his creed to never take his helmet off in front of any living creature.

How did you know mando'a?

Din frowned at his own question. Did that Mando taught you? Where was he? He realized that he hasn't seen the Mando the entire time he's here. He thought that you two would stay together since.

Has that mandalorian... ever call you mesh'la?

Din closed his eyes, shaking his head. Now he's thinking crazy. Maybe he really is sick.

His thoughts were interrupted by you knocking on the door lightly making him jump, grabbing his blaster.

"Mando? Are you okay?" Din inaudibly sighed, putting his helmet back on and holstering his blaster. "You've been in there for a while. Thought I-"

He opened the door and you froze, making you look up at him. The man towers over you and your eyes widen at how up close he is to you while Din has a close up view of your face. He is now wearing the clothes you've given him but he also has the rest of his armor on which you understood why. Him being a Mandalorian and all. The smell of your soap fills your nose. "Yea. I'm fine. I was just... Thinking through some things."

Tilting your head to the side, you replied in a small voice, "Okay." You stepped aside for him to walk out of the refresher and you followed behind. Him realizing the child isn't around and he turned to face you, almost storming towards you.

"Where is he?" Din asked, feeling the panic coming in.

You shushed, trying to calm him."It's okay. Relax, Mando. He's safe on my cot. He fell asleep after we played for a bit."

You smiled as you gently place a hand on his arm, nodding your head behind you where your sleeping chamber is at the corner on the right side of your ship. His shoulders relaxed when he sees him, sleeping peacefully.

The warmth from your hand left his arm sending tingles up his arm and down his spine. He finds himself missing it already.

"Are you hungry? I made stew yesterday and you should eat anyway. I can go upstairs or you can, wherever you prefer to eat your meal." You had already made your way to the small little kitchen, located on the other side of your ship. You grabbed a bowl for him as well as some warm tea. "How are you feeling? You feel warmer than usual or any chills?"

Din only stood there as he stare at you. You being unbothered by his constant staring. "Thank you. I... I'm okay right now. The shower helped."

You nodded, your back still facing him as you continue to prep his food. "And since it's still raining and dark outside, I can sleep better if you stay here where you're safer with the little one." You chuckled.

"I also have an extra bed mattress somewhere, so that I can sleep out here while you-"

"No." You turned your head, an eyebrow raised.

"What do you mean 'no'?" Your hands on your hips, pouting a little. Maker, why do you look cute?

Din sighed, "I can take the mattress. That's your cot. This is your ship."

You crossed your arms over your chest as you stare at the metal man. "Well, yea. It's mine but you're my guest." You smiled.

Before Din could say anything, you continued, "It's also a lot warmer in there and I'd prefer you stay warm and get better. It's okay. It's just until the rain goes away and that you're better."

You grabbed the tray and hand it over to him. Your eyes met with his black visor where you assume his eyes are. "I assume you would you like to eat here so that you're more closer to him?" Your voice small and gentle.

Din opened his mouth, only to close it. It's the way you looked at him, stern and unbothered by him. A bit headstrong as well. Your expression would soften a bit when you mentioned the kid.

His shoulder drop slightly as he nodded firmly once, taking the tray, "Thank you."

You smiled, "You're welcome. I'll be upstairs if you need me." You turned and started to head up.

Once he's confirmed that you've gone, Din looked down at the tray, and his stomach growled. He closed his eyes and sighed. He noticed a small box and decided to move it over next to the cot so that he sit next to the sleeping child. The tray now on his lap, he took one look around the hull before reaching up to his helmet. The hiss going off from his helmet as he lifts it up and sets it next to his left.

He looked down at the tray and starts eating.

...

It was already getting late and it had only been about half an hour since you've stayed in your cockpit. All you've been doing is just staring into space, sitting on your chair with your legs tucked under your arms and your chin on your knee.

You were thinking of the Mandalorian who is in your hull. How you felt like you've seen him before but can't quite figure out where. It was all a blur and before you know it your mind starts to wander to your friend who past a year ago. Your lips trembled and your heart ached.

You breathe in through your nose, exhaling and you looked up, trying to stop the tears that threaten to fall.

"No more crying. It has been a year already." You mumbled to yourself, lightly slapping your cheeks. You closed your eyes tightly. "Just pull yourself together."

A stray tear would fall down your cheek and you sighed. You crinkle your nose when you felt the need to cry. You wipe away the stray tear with the back of your hand, jumping slightly when you heard your name being called.

"You there?"

You cleared your throat before replying to him. "Y-Yea. I'm here. Did you need something?"

You could see him walk down the small hallway to your cockpit, "No. I was just checking on you."

That made your heart swell so you giggled, "I'm okay." He would nod, although secretly, he heard everything you said and the little sniffles you made. He could even see a hint of hurt and pain in your eyes.

"Are you sure?" He tilt his head and honestly, you thought that that was cute.

You smiled, "Yea." You straighten your legs and your arms out, stretching which would bring your limbs together. Your nose would scrunch up and you gave a small yawn, closing your eyes. Din thought that that was cute.

"You should sleep. You're tired." You nodded.

"I guess so. You sleep too, okay?" You stood up from your seat and Din would let you go out from your cockpit and head downstairs first. He would follow behind.

You went to grab the rolled up mattress from your closet and set it on your crates which both would be at your waist in height and is closely next to the wall of your ship which makes it perfect for a little small sleeping area.

Din would watch as you went to grab blankets and a pillow and you made your makeshift bed for yourself, just so he could use your cot instead. Since you did have a small heater placed in your sleeping chamber.

"Are you sure I can sleep in your cot? I'm okay with-"

"I'm sure." You smiled sleepily at him. You had already used the bathroom to prep yourself for bed, so you crawled onto your bed and sat on it. Fluffling your pillow.

You watched as he would crawl into your sleeping chamber. The little one still asleep next to him.

He looked at you and you smiled at him. He finds himself smiling back but of course, you couldn't tell.

You turned off the light which is conveniently placed on the wall next to you.

Din would look at your direction, listening to you shuffling in your bed.

"Night, Mando. Sleep well and get better, okay?" He heard you say with a sigh, content where you are.

A few moments of silence before he replied, "Yea... Good night."

He shut the chamber and the heater would be on, not too hot. He decided that he's safe enough to take his helmet off since it's dark enough where the little one wouldn't see his face.

He then lay down on your pillow. The scent of you fills his nose which lulled him to sleep.

...

It was only a few hours later when Din heard it, causing him to wake and open his eyes.

He sat up, still met with darkness.

He turned and look down to the child. His eyesight as adjusted a little so he would faintly see the outline of the child, who is just sleeping peacefully next to him.

Then he heard it again. He looked up, listening carefully.

"Mando..." He heard you say, which sounded faint. You had mumbled out his name, whimpering.

He frown, feeling that something is wrong. He grabbed his helmet, putting it on before opening the door. The door would make a small swoosh which doesn't wake the child and you.

It's still quite dark in the hull but he is able to see a bit more clearly as he's used to the dark.

He scoot himself out of the cot, his feet would land on the floor with a small, soft thud. He was being careful not to wake you up, if you're still sleeping. He stood up, slowly walking to you and called your name in question.

"Mando... Don't..." Your voice trailed. Din stopped, wondering if you're awake but then he realizes that you've been sleep talking, so he continued on towards you.

You whined in your sleep, sounding afraid. He could see your face frowning and your eyes are still closed. You turned to your side, facing him.

He tilt his head, wondering if he should wake you. He hesitantly reached out with his left hand to shake your shoulder, until,

"Don't leave... Me..." You whimpered, bringing your hands close to your face, as if your trying to make yourself small.

Din's heart would ache at your words. Are you dreaming of him?

Suddenly, your hand would reach out, trembling. His hand is still out so when you grabbed his hand, his heart nearly stopped. He looked at your face and saw tears falling out from under your eyelids.

"Zenn... Please..." You mumbled, still asleep. Your hand gripping hold onto Din's gloved hand. His fingers would slowly close on your hand which somehow made you more relaxed. Your lips parted, and your eyebrows would relax.

He frowned at the name, bringing the pieces together and it clicked in his head. You weren't having a nightmare.

You're reliving a memory.

His gave his attention back to you when you started to breathe frantically and your tears continue to fall. He then used his right to shake you awake, calling your name.

You jumped, letting his hand go. Your eyes would widen when you realized that someone is in front of you. You gasped loudly as your voice cracked, "No please! Don't hurt me!"

Your arms and hands over your face as if you're shielding yourself on instinct.

Din reached out to grab your wrists, slowly and gently moving them from your face, calling your name. "It's okay. It's me, Mando. I won't hurt you." I will never hurt you.

"You were having a nightmare." He sat in front of you, trying to help calm yourself down.

You were breathing heavily and quick as you try to adjust your eyes and you would see a silhouette of a man in armor.

"Z-Zenn?" You breathe out.

Din bit his lip, "No. It's just me, Mando." He felt a bit of jealousy about to rise but he pushed it down, knowing how ridiculous it was for him to feel that way.

Your eyes would widen, "Oh. Sorry. I'm sorry, I thought you were..." You sighed, putting your hands onto your face, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Din shook his head, "Don't apologize, you did nothing wrong."

You sighed, feeling the tears creeping up again. You place the back of your hand to your nose to stop yourself from crying.

"Are you okay...?"

You look up at Din, and somehow that seemed to break you. Tears would fall as you sobbed silently.

Din's heart dropped at the sight of you. You brought your legs close to your chest with your arms tucked in as far in as you can and your left hand grabbing your hair.

He didn't really know what to do until you asked, "Can I hold your hand for a bit?"

Din's shoulder drop slowly. It was only just silence for a moment which made you think that he didn't want to do any physically contact with you but you were wrong.

On instinct, he used his feet to pry his shoes off before crawling on to the bed. He scoot himself closer to you and wrap his arms around your body and pulled you onto his lap.

Your eyes would widen at his gesture as he guides your head to his left shoulder. Your body resting on his chest. His left leg laying straight on the mattress due to his injury. His right leg laying curve around your figure, and he would let you lay on him while his back is to the wall.

"Is this okay?" He asked.

You were frozen but you managed to nod your head, "It's good." You replied in a small voice.

Din would then grab your blanket and wrap it around you and him so that you stay warm and you felt safe.

You closed your eyes, feeling his gloved thumb rubbing your arm gently to soothe you. Your hand would reach out to his right hand which lay on his leg. He allowed you to grasp his hand and he would close his fingers to hold your hand.

"Thank you, Mando..." You mumbled out before falling asleep, not hearing him tell you.

"You're welcome, cyar'ika..."

The sound of rain sounded wonderful as well as it soothed the both of you. Your scent lulling him to sleep.

And after a year of nightmares, you finally let yourself feel peace in your sleep.

_____________________________________________________

Chapter 4: Nice to Finally Meet You

A/N: Ehehe. Thanks for reading! And stay tune for the next one!

#mandalorian and grogu #mandalorian x reader #mando x you #togivebackseries #mandalorian x reader series #grogu #disney #din djarin x reader #grogu djarin #baby yoga #for fun #new chapter

55 notes · View notes