#like babe i promise you there are better less distracting ways to do this

[bitchthefuck1]

No one:

Every screenwriter putting a female character in a flashback or time skip:

[sehtoast]

Protect Me (Homelander x gn!Reader, Powerswap!au)

homelander!reader x human!John, nightmares, hurt/comfort | Fic Directory

You sob on him.

It’s never happened before and neither of you particularly knows what to do about it. You’ve always been, well, you.  The Homelander is not someone who is breakable.  You’re not some weak kneed baby who can’t hold it together, who can’t swallow all the pain you’ve been put through and resist the urge to choke upon how badly it wants to spew out anyway.

He knows precious little about your life.  You’ve always wanted to keep it that way.  Nothing would hurt you more than to see those beautiful blues of his gazing at you as though you were anything less than who you’d built yourself up to be.  And yeah, sure, you’ve come home to him drenched in blood, no better than a wet dog needing someone to save it from the mess it’s made rolling in the mud– but this? 

You never meant for him to see this. You should've known better than to fall asleep. But you just… you felt so safe with your head on his chest and his heartbeat lulling you. 

You thank whatever pathetic excuse of a god is out there that you didn't blindly lash out at him when he woke you. The worst he got was the threat of glowing eyes that dissipated as soon as you recognized his voice.

But this..? God, there wasn't meant to be choking, sputtering sobs.  No fingers curling into your hair to tug painfully in an attempt to distract from how the void in your chest swallows you whole.  He shouldn’t be witnessing your snotty upper lip or the heaving of your chest.

This isn’t you.

But it is.

You refuse to touch him even as he holds you, cooing in your ear about how it’ll all be fine and that you’re safe with him– all the bullshit.  He is all you have, and you can’t for the fucking life of yourself defile him with your grip, can’t risk hugging him too tight or perhaps snatching away a hand and removing it entirely by accident because you’re so out of control.

You have to take it out on yourself.

He pulls you close, but you can’t do anything more than hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“Talk to me, sweetheart. You can tell me.”  John coos, fingers scritching softly at the nape of your neck.  You can smell the stress response raging inside of his body.  He reacts to your woe as if it were his own.  Cortisol.  Elevated blood pressure and pulse. Shaky breaths. 

You want to shove him away.  

Pity.

But you can’t, so you don’t.  Instead, the dam breaks and out comes everything.  The nightmares, the labs, the scientists, the bad room and the goddamn furnace. 

You could still feel its heat after you woke up gasping, desperately heaving against the unbreathable, scorching air.  Too hot, lungs too dry, skin on fire with not a single mark to show for it.  The way the doctors would crank the dial as they peered in at you like a zoo animal, uncaring no matter how much you screamed.  

Unbothered even when you’d stop.

You’re not even sure your words are coherent.  You’ve wept each one into his neck, still too afraid to peek and find him looking at you differently.  Your nails dig into the skin of your bare arms.

“It’s too– I can’t– I still feel it–” And there's no rhyme or reason for why you do. Not even now, when rehashing it restores that blistering burn beneath your skin that radiates deep into the marrow of your bones, does it make any sense.  You shiver and shake against him.

It’s all you’re good for.

He shifts to the side, fumbling with something on the nightstand, but does not release you.  “Y’feel that?”  John asks.  “Fan’s on now.  Nice and cool, okay?”

The first gusts kiss your back and you practically flinch at the ghostly touches.  It’s a shock to your system and almost burns in its own right, even with his hand trailing up and down your back, fingers smoothing over the curve of your spine, nails lightly dragging in that way he knows you simply adore.

John leans back onto the bed, bringing you with him.  “You’re not there, babe.  I promise.”  He murmurs.  He takes you by the hand, unfurling the grip you’ve got on yourself to press kisses to your knuckles.  “We’re here.  My place.  In bed.”  He tells you, voice as sweet as honey and thick with the remnants of sleep that hadn’t quite been shocked from his system.  “You’re safe.”

He’s said it a million times now.  

“You’re safe and I love you so, so much.”  He rasps through the tightness of his throat, through the little sob that finally breaks through whatever restraints he’d placed on it to make it this far. Knowing that he’s taken it all to heart guts you in the worst way.

John’s legs tangle between yours and pull you close, as if to make sure there wasn’t a single inch of you left unprotected from his embrace.  He holds you even through his own shivers, completely exposed to the chilly breeze after having kicked the covers to the end of the bed.  Anything to draw you away from the illusion of heat, anything to spare you one more moment of agony.

By the time your heart rate simmers down from its erratic thumps and the blistering burn of the furnace is no longer digging beneath your skin, the only sound to be heard is his chattering teeth despite how valiantly he tries to hide his own discomfort.

If he were anyone else, you wouldn’t care at all.  But he’s not just anyone.  He’s not some casual fuck or one of the many who have dangled love over your starved maw.  He’s your Johnny, your greatest love, the kindest man you’ve ever known and the brightest light you’ve ever stumbled upon in this world.  You would topple nations to guarantee his happiness.

He reassures you that he’s fine when you scoff and yank the blankets back up to cover the both of you. 

“No, no, no–” he rattles. “S’fine, I promise.  I don’t want you to–”

You cut him off with a kiss.  You meant only for it to be a single drawn out peck to his lips, but you find that the deeper it becomes, the better you can convey all that you need.

Your love.  Your appreciation.  How fucking much you care.  Everything words fail to deliver.

All while you continue pulling up layer after layer until his lower lip ceases its chilled quivering between yours and his body stills from its shivers.  You don’t untangle yourself from his hold, nor does he move away from yours.  Stranger yet, even with the nightmares still fresh in your mind, the heat you find yourself enveloped by now is far from one that burns.

His flesh against yours, the warmth emanating between you, his heated breaths gasped against your lips– it’s all one big balm that soothes every ache and pain into nothing more than the distant memory it should be.

Neither one of you lets go, not even when sleep settles over your restless minds and pulls you to other worlds.

This time, you dream of him.  Of your Johnny in his cute little sweaters, of how he springs out of his chair at work to throw himself into your arms, of how he comes to your penthouse after his shifts are up just to see you.  You dream of his lips upon your cheek as you dance among the clouds, blue eyes taking you in as if you were the most magnificent sight they’ve ever held.

And when you wake?

Those same oceanic eyes twinkle with a smile that is simply all for you.  They don’t look at you differently.  They don’t judge you or make you feel weak for having told him of your horrors.  True to the nature of his very existence, your Johnny does something so wonderfully special with just one look.

He makes you feel safe.  He makes you feel protected.

He makes you feel loved.

[samcrosfaith]

COSTUME CHOICE

Soft!Happy Lowman x random fem!oc because I suck at writing character x reader.

a/n; please feel free to leave requests in my ask box for Halloween and Christmas One Shots. Happy and Jax only please because I'm not good at writing the other characters lol. If you have a specific wish/look/backstory for your OC, please let me know— otherwise I'll come up with something. 🦇🎃🕸️

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tag list; @ravennaortiz

word count; about 1.4k

Happy couldn't believe his eyes as he entered the living room and saw their family dog, a white pitbull puppy, in a Halloween sweater for dogs, the wooden floor creaking under his heavy boots, announcing that he was home. Cassie, his beautiful wife, sat on the floor with their one year old son placed in her lap, the little boy stuffed into a pumpkin costume while their three year old daughter ran towards him in her ladybug custume, her blonde hair sitting in pigtails on top of her head.

This might be a strange view for some people, but for him it was normal by now, knowing his wife was an absolute Halloween fanatic. Scented candles made sure the house smelled exactly like it should during this time of the year. He couldn't care less about the way his house smelled, Cinnamon and apple definitely wouldn't be his first choice though. But as long as Cassie was Happy, he was too.

"Daddy! Look at my outfit!" The three year old girl spun around a few times, making sure to show off her whole outfit with the brightest eyes. "You like it?"

Happy watched his daughter's face light up even more as he picked her up, her little arms wrapping around his neck. "It's perfect, bug. You picked it out?"

"Yep! I wanna be a ladybug", the girl sing-sang, wobbling her head from side to side.

Happy winked at the woman on the floor, almost unable to take his eyes off the woman he had married five years ago. "Glad Mommy showed you the costume, you definitely chose the right one", he assured the little girl.

"Hey Baby", Cassie greeted him with the sweetest smile, getting up from the floor with their son. "This little fella here I thought would look cute in a pumpkin costume. I just couldn't leave it at the store", she explained, her tone almost sounding like a whine. "You have no idea how hard it was to only take two costumes. Well, threeᅳ I had to get Ace a costume, too."

"Yeah, bet it was such a hard decision", he rasped, his tone mocking yet still loving before he bent down a little to capture his wife's soft lips for a kiss. "Means you're ready for tomorrow?"

"Yep, as ready as we can be", Cassie nodded eagerly, stealing another kiss from his lips. "You're coming too, right? We'd love that, baby."

"Yes! You have to come with us, daddy", the three year old girl added quickly, tracing her father's head tattoo with her tiny finger.

Happy let out a raspy laugh before placing a kiss on his daughter's cheek and running a hand over his babbling son's dark hair, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards as the boy happily squealed at him. "Of course I'm comin', I promised you."

Cassie smiled, letting out a sigh of relief. For a moment she had been afraid something had come upᅳ club business or whatever. "Good, can't wait to go trick or treatin' with you guys."

"Our kids better get enough candy or I'll take care of it personally", he winked at his wife, earning a giggle from her in return before following her in the kitchen, the smell of Cassie's perfect lasagne filling the air. "Smells good, babe", he praised, giving her ass a quick slap as their daughter was distracted looking over his shoulder to see what Ace was doing.

Cassie rolled her eyes playfully as she sat their son into his highchair. "Stop scaring our neighbors or our kids won't get anythi at all anymore. Now sit down, dinner's ready."

"They can try not giving them anythin", he said with the slightest smirk and a murderous glint in his eyes before he listened to his wife an sat down, placing their daughter on the chair next to him.

The rest of the evening was almost like every other. After dinner they watched a movie with the three year old, a Halloween one of course, while their son was already in bed, before spending some quality time together and preparing some trick or treat bags for tomorrow after they had out their daughter to bed.

ᅳ

The next evening it was finally time and, as promised, Happy had taken the time for his family. Together with Jax, Tara, Abel and Thomas they had walked through some streets in Charming to go trick or treating.

After Jax and Tara had decided to go to Gemma's, but the three-year-old hadn't had enough of collecting candy, Happy and Cassie had decided to stroll a few more blocks, wanting to let their children have some fun.

Happy's eagle eyes kept an eye on the three-year-old, her ladybug costume with the blinking shoes so conspicuous that they couldn't really lose sight of her. Their son was sitting on his arm, his other one draped over Cassie's shoulder.

"Oh, someone's tired", Cassie cooed as the one-year-old yawned on Happy's arm and rubbed his eyes with his little fists. "Maybe we should get home soon."

"Probably", grunted Happy, running his large hand over his son's head as the boy sighed theatrically and stuck his fist in his mouth as always when he was hungry. "And he's hungry too", Happy added, snorting a laugh.

Cassie rolled her eyes in amusement. "Of course he is, it's been an hour since his last meal. Poor boy is probabl starving already."

"Yeah, I think he needs his mom", the SAA chuckled before whistling in the next moment. He immediately had not only Ace's attention, who was happily running beside them and wagging his tail, but also that of the three-year-old who came running, her tiny feet carrying her quickly to her parents. "Your brother needs some sleep, we're going home, okay bug?"

"Noooo", the three-year-old pouted, clutching the handles of her black bat-shaped candy bag. "I don't have much candy yet!"

Cassie lifted an eyebrow in amusement, crossing her arms. "Oh, that's a lie. How about we go home and eat some of the candy, huh?"

The three-year-old parted her lips, ready to protest, which looked pretty cute in her costume and gave her parents a hard time staying strict. "Butᅳ"

"No buts, little Lady", Happy replied sternly, gently pulling her closer by her hand. "If you come with us now, we'll make some popcorn and pick out another movie. And tomorrow you can wear your costume again. Deal?"

"Really?" The three-year-old's eyes lit up, her small protest forgotten as she took her mother's hand and went home with them without throwing a tantrum.

"Thanks", Cassie mouthed, flashing her husband a smile. It was at moments like these that she always fell in love with him all over again.

ᅳ

Happy looked down as his daughter's soft snores mixed with the singing of the movie. Nightmare before Christmas was a huge hit in the Lowman house, but apparently this time it wasn't exciting enough to keep the three-year-old awake.

"Look, she even has a popcorn in her hair." Amused, Cassie plucked the popcorn out of her daughter's hair and put it on the table before peeling herself out of the cozy blanket and getting up, earning a confused look from Happy. "Take her to bed, I'll wait for you in the bedroom."

"That's what I've been waiting for." Within a few seconds and a grin on his lips, Happy stood up and carefully scooped the three-year-old into his arms while Cassie turned off the TV.

After a few minutes and both children asleep, Happy made his way to the bedroom, leaning against the doorframe with a huge grin as he let his eyes wander over his wife's body. Wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties, she lay on the bed, her body propped up on her elbows.

"Come here", she said sultry, running her fingertips down her stomach and between her legs as she bit her lip. "Time for your treat."

"That's my kind of treat", he croaked, followed by a deep growl rattling through his throat.

With a kick of his foot, he quietly kicked the door shut. Happy got rid of his own clothes before he buried his head between his wife's legs after removing her slip, a satisfying grunt coming from him after getting the first taste of her arousal.

For him, listening to her moaning and whimpering his name, was the perfect way to end the day.

[humongousgothskeletonfarm]

tsc thoughts while reading (beware of spoilers) starting with -

david wymack my fucking beloved

also i never rlly liked/cared for thea but her scene with jean and her nickname for him was cute

chapter 3 thoughts:

jeremy being in awe of neil and the foxes is giving me life

fanfics with alvarez in them gonna go crazy now that we actually have a first name for her (and don’t have to invent one)

oh they rich rich (in reference to jeremy’s family butler?!)

jerejean first interaction!!!!

chapter 4:

omg sunshine court mentioned

having the sudden realisation that i can never read fanfics that have jean’s perspective or anything about the how the ravens work, raven!neil/aftermath of the kings men in the same way again

my neighbours are having a party and while i’m loving the music and absolutely jealous i’m not there, it’s really distracting me from reading

ngl i rlly miss neil and andrew and the foxes please let me see my family soon

‘ what you hold onto is less important than the act of holding on itself’ nora sakavic shut the fuck up you philosophical genius i’m gonna cry this is so real to me

renee i love u

WIT WTF JEAN IS NINETEEN I DIDNT KNOW THAT OH MY GOD BABY HE JOINED THE RAVEN LINEUP AT SIXTEEN WTF

i’m drinking red wine while reading and i think that’s appropriate… also i’m listening to that jean moreau playlist someone made and it’s mega depressing https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5zlPt63Ap0AjJQ1Ff5OKrd?si=75oEzLE8SO-bfJwewM8Evw&pi=a-ge04jIlVTJGY

this is so funny to only me but i’ve been hyperfixating on one direction again and zayn just dropped new music so everytime i read about jean’s raven roomate zane i think of one direction and confused myself a bit about what fandom i’m reading rn

fuck riko u sick fucking fuck u put jean into a box with a singular hole for air and left him to die u fucking cunt

KEVIN ASKING JEAN TO PROMISE NOT TO KILL HIMSELF AFTER NORA WROTE COUNTLESS DRAFTS IN WHICH JEAN KILLED HIMSELF WHILE ON THE PHONE TO KEVIN AND THE ONLY TIME SHE DIDNT KILL JEAN OFF IS THE VERSION SHE PUBLISHED AND THE REASON WE GET TO HEAR HIS STORY TODAY IM SO BROKEN

jean’s ‘gift’ from the ravens with his broken magnets, blacked out postcards and angry letters is making me cry he deserves so much better

slowly realising that this book is gonna be super triggering lol whoops

a cool evening breeze 🥲

THAT CREEPY LITTLE GOALKEEPER IS MY FAVOURITE GUY OK

‘kevin saw nothingn but the court, but jean had stopped hoping for more than that years ago’ shut the fuckkkk uppppp i cant do this anymore kevin/jean relationship is so deeply important to me (i say this about everything)

chapter 5:

SECOND NEIL/ JEAN INTERACTION OF THE BOOK IM SO FUCKING EXCITED

‘of course it’d be you, you tedious malcontent’ ‘good morning to you too’ is so ‘morning sunshine’ ‘fuck you’ coded (neil and matt bromance confirmed)

the amount of mitski on this jean playlist is making me sick

FUCKING SCREAMING OMFG THIS IS THE JEAN/NEIL CONTENT I YEARN FOR

‘abominable cockroach’ aww jean u say the sweetest things 🥰❤️ neil loves u too babe

literally devouring every last scrap of information jean feeds us about neil - his slow, hungry, hateful smile and the madness in his eyes (neil baby i love u never change)

oh jean don’t diss aaron, do u know how many fanfics have been written about u two

tsc is confirmation that jean moreau will come into ur house and judge u based on the contents of ur fridge (and then throw out ur stash of lollies)

‘to have a real match as a palate cleanser’ jean is really trying to win my favour by borrowing neil’s sassiness huh (no wonder i love them so much together) ((and yes i know he’s BEEN sassy ok))

jean reaching for the tv screen as if he could save neil and describing andrew running for neil as if hell was on his heels is making me absolutely giddy idk whether to scream or cry i’m doing both and i’m giggling

I bet on losing dogs is so jean moreau coded omg

holy fuck nora, the moments after the raven/fox match when riko tries to kill neil is fucking amazingly written. reading from jean’s perspective as he watches the game on tv, the tension, the breathless anxiety and confusion of the scene is palpable i coukd fucking taste it, my chest is tight just reading it

JEAN SAYING ANDREW WILL BE COURT IS IMMACULATE

[hungharrington]

how would our husband be if we were upset cause we failed a class (…bio…), and we’ve never failed anything in our life and we are DISTRESSED!!!

babe! your husband, your stevie is initially as devastated if not more devastated than you because he knows, more than anyone, just how damn hard you work!!! there would be a series of him pacing and tugging on his hair, with some strongly worded mutterings about the absolute unfairness of your professor because his baby is smart!!! how could they do this to you!?!?!

and then the moment he realises he isn't helping at all bcos you're curled in on yourself on the couch not saying a word, steve rushes over, crouched before you on his knees and trying to coax your face out with a little, "hey, hey, hey, woah, everything's alright," and his big hands cradle your face and his heart droops when he sees your eyes are all shiny and you're clearly distressed over this -- "all those things are still true honey, you're still so so clever," and he kisses the tip of your nose and catches the first tear the streaks down your cheek and his heart just aches.

"you're still my smart girl, you know?" he murmurs with a soft smile, trying anything to get you to look a little less miserable, to get the tears to stop. "i-- fuck, i couldn't have done half of those things you did for that course. you'll get it next time round, okay?" and he nods along, his brows all scrunched in the middle in his concern -- only relaxing a bit when you nod along faintly, your face rocking in his hands. the tears seem to have slowed.

"okay," you sniffle a bit. "okay, yeah. i know you're right," and then you sniffle again and poke him in the chest with a hard jab- "and you could do all those things, if you wanted to, by the way." cos damn if you'll let your boyfriend talk down on himself, even if he's doing it to make you feel better!! and steve smiles, wipes his thumbs across your cheeks so gently to soothe you and goes, "alright, i'll believe you if you promise not to be too harsh on yourself for this."

and okay, he's got you there! so when you give a little nod, the furrow between his brow finally relaxes and he kisses you so sweet and tender and soft that you feel a little bit of your stress melt away because of it. when he pulls back and scans over your face again, his chocolate eyes filled with adoration, he's finally satisfied with what he sees and he nudges your nose with his own, "and try not to dwell on it too much, yeah?" he hums, then a cheeky smile tugs on his mouth. "i'll be happy to provide a distraction if you'd like." and well, when steve says that you know exactly what he means....

[newtonsheffield]

Ooh, can we please get Newton Thoughts on him thinking he's running the whole damn farm and how did anything get done before he got there? He looks at Anthony like, "OK, Mum and I have to go to London. Please don't undo all my hard work while we're gone."

Oh my god, imagine

Here’s some Newton thoughts™️

Newton sighed as he looked over at Katie’s mate, shaking his head. Anthony was a very nice man, he really was. Newton had been curious about him since Katie had lain on their old bed with him and sighed,

“Okay, it’s silly because he lives really far away but I really like him, Buddy.”

Newton had no idea who he was but he was a curious, so he nudged her with his nose to go on.

“I… really want to meet him in person but he hasn’t asked me and… you know what, I’m going to do it. I’m going to pretend I have a reason to go to Kent and I’ll ask him to meet me and we’ll just… rip off the bandaid.”

Newton nestled against her neck in support.

He was feeling a little less supportive when he was unceremoniously dumped at Eddie and Goosey’s. With only his travel bed to sleep on, and a handful of toys. He’d tried giving Katie the cold shoulder when she came to pick him up on Sunday night, smelling completely unlike herself. He sniffed delicately at her as she bundled him into the car and huffed as he smelled the masculine scent clinging to her.

So the meeting with her new mate had gone well. Interesting.

“Newton, he was so sweet!” Kate said on the way home, “I had the best time with him. I think me and Anthony could really be something. And! Get excited, little guy, we’re going to the country next weekend and you’ll get to run around the farm with the sheep. That’ll be fun.”

Newton huffed, trying not to sound too interested in case Katie got the idea that he’d be moving to a farm of all places.

But as the week had worn on Katie had sounded so happy every time Anthony had called her and truly: by the time Friday came around he’d been desperate to see this Anthony. Curious about what had gotten Katie so enamoured with him.

He’d sat in his car seat and watched the grass roll by, a little mournful that he wouldn’t be able to chase his favourite squirrel tomorrow morning. But he supposed if this Anthony had a farm, as he’d been promised, there might be one there. From the second they arrived Newton felt excitement building in his chest as Kate let him out, the grass soft under his paws, the air filled with so many smells.

A man stepped forward, waving to Kate a little nervously, “Kate, Hi! You made it!”

“Hey, Babe.” Kate wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him close and Newton averted his eyes.

“This must be Newton.”

Yes, Newton huffed as Anthony crouched in front of him, scratching behind his ears. Thank you for finally greeting me. Took you long enough.

Anthony smelled nice though, Newton was a little dismayed to notice, and his hands were warm but Newton had gotten immediately distracted by the two pups who had run up behind him. They smelled close to Anthony, but they weren’t his puppies, Newton didn’t think as he licked the girl’s face, giddy at her delighted laughter. He liked the pups. They gave him treats and let them sleep on their beds but even better than the pups were the sheep.

Newton loved that. He loved running around after them and he realised with a sigh that Anthony needed his help if he was going to get this place in order. He seemed absolutely bloody determined to undo Newton’s hard work as quickly as possible. He kept moving the sheep to ridiculous spots around the yard no matter how many times Newton called out to him.

Anthony! No! No! The other way!

And normally, Newton wouldn’t mind doing the most work out of everyone. He was used to being the backbone of the family. But today him and Katie were going back to London for a few days. And he just knew when he got back Anthony would have undone everything.

Newton sighed as he walked up to Anthony, placing his paw on Anthony’s boot.

I know this is hard for you, buddy. But you need to just try and keep things running without me.

“Oh, bud.” Anthony chuckled, “Are you going to miss me?”

Honestly, I’m worried about you. I don’t know how this was a successful venture before I got here. Newton sighed, Just leave the sheep alone, please. I’ll tend to them when I get back.

[metalsprinkles]

Bad Days - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish 

Warnings: semi-detailed descriptions of depression. this is purely a self-indulgent work cause i've been having a very tough time recently, but thinking about the 141 makes it better! Also not beta read cause I refuse to reread my work🙃Enjoy!!!

You'd had a shitty day at work, and all you wanted was to come home and wallow in your feelings. Johnny had been deployed for months, and he didn’t have the slightest clue on when he'd be back home. He hadn't been able to communicate with you regularly either, due to him having very spotty reception. 

Walking up to your door, you pull your keys out, when all of a sudden, the door swings open. And standing there you see your boyfriend. Your Johnny. 

He expected you to be excited. Thrilled, even, at his return. What he hadn't expected was your face crumbling and sobs falling from your lips. Immediately, he takes you into his arms and starts to comfort you. 

"It's okay, sweet boy, everything's alright. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. 'M gonna take real good care of ye, I promise." 

Rubbing his hands along your arms, he ushers you inside. "It's too cold bun, need tae get you inside"

He sits you down on the couch gently and wraps a blanket around you. "You stay right here, I’ll be right back, my love. Going tae make you some tea and bring a snack for you"

Keeping true to his word, Johnny's back in less than 5 minutes, immediately taking his place next to you on the couch. Once again taking you into his arms, he lets you fall apart in his embrace. His face fixes into a grimace at seeing and hearing the sobs rack your body. It feels like someone's reached into his chest and pulled out his heart. He hates seeing you like this. The only thing he can think is that he needs to fix it. He can’t have his baby being sad especially when he’s there in person.

"Shhh, yer face is much too handsome for these tears, dove," he whispers to you. "Need ye tae talk tae me 'bout what's going on"

"Just a bad day," you respond.

He scoffs. "Seems like more than just a bad day, love."

"Missed you. It started with a bad day, then it was a bad week, and before I knew it, I'd felt bad for a whole month," you sighed.

"Why didn't you tell me bonnie?"

Hiding your face in his chest you reply, "Didn't wanna bother you. You were working. Don't wanna distract you with my whining. It's not even about anything important."

He tilts your head up with his index finger, "If it's enough to upset you this much, it's important. Anything that upsets you is important to me. My job is tae keep you safe and happy. How am I supposed tae do that if you don't tell me what's going on, sweet boy?"

"I dunno," you mumble while once again burying your face, but in his neck this time. 

His chuckle reverberates throughout your body. "Silly boy, I can't see your pretty face when you hide from me like that."

"I've been crying all day Johnny, I look horrible."

Johnny raises his eyebrows and gives you a stare that makes you second guess whether or not you just insulted his mohawk. "Don't say shite like that, bonnie. 'S the furthest thing from the truth. Yer the most beautiful boy I've ever seen in my life. Don't care how you think you look, I'll always see you for what you are, and you truly are beautiful. Inside and out. That being said, you look gorgeous even in this moment"

"You're gonna make me start crying again babe"

His gaze softens and he takes your face in his hands again. With a soft peck to your temple, he says, "Well let's avoid that, why don't we, hmm? Do you wanna talk about what's bothering you anymore?"

"Mmm not right now. Just wanna snuggle with you for a bit. But we can talk about it later, maybe?"

He nods, "Whenever you're up to it, bun. I'm always here to listen to you. I'm sorry I'm not always here physically, though."

"It's your job, Johnny. I get it. I mean it's hard sometimes, but we make it work. Nothing about the way I feel is your fault. I just get sad sometimes yknow?"

"I know bonnie. Just wish you didn't have tae deal with it at all. Shouldn't have to have any thoughts in that pretty head if you don't want 'em."

You giggle. "I love you Johnny. That's always gonna be true, no matter what. Regardless of how sad I am, I'll always be yours and you'll always be mine."

"Always, my beauty. My love for you is infinite. Never ending."

“Promise?” you whisper. 

“Swear to ye baby. Let's get you feeling better, hmm? Turn on one of your shows and I'll go make some soup for you, hen,” he says, standing up.

“Does that mean we can watch gossip girl?” You ask shyly

“‘Course we can. Go ahead and put it on. I'll be back in a minute darling. Actually, do me just one favor, bon”

Cocking your head to the side you ask, “What's that Johnny?”

A smile cracks on his face, “Go grab us some blankets and stuffies from the bedroom, eh? Don't want your cold little toes touching me while I'm trying to watch the show”

“I do not have cold toes Johnny MacTavish! It's not my fault you're a human furnace,” you scoff at him. 

He just looks over at you and chuckles again. “I know bonnie, I love yer cold feet,” He lets out a full belly laugh as he catches one of the throw pillows you chucked at his head. “Just fucking with ye sweet boy. But please, can you bring some extra blankets? And pillows too? If you're up for it, I'll make you a pillow fort to watch our show in. 

Your eyes light up at the prospect of a pillow fort. Thinking about one of the last times you had made one, you realize that you hadn't since you were a child. With a nod, you head to your shared bedroom picking out your favorite pillows and blankets, along with your favorite stuffies. 

Johnny raises his eyebrows when he sees everything you're bringing to the living room, already seeing himself in the future having to lug everything back to the bedroom himself because you'll be too tired to do it yourself. 

“Don't look at me like that Johnny,” you pout. “I needed all of them so the vibes could be perfect! You can't have a pillow fort without a minimum of 4 blankets, that's like basic pillow fort knowledge.” 

“You're right, dove, how silly of me to forget that. Get yourself warmed up on the couch and I'll finish up the food. I'll be with you in just a minute, handsome.”

With a blush dusting your cheeks, you nod and let out a hum of contentment. You head toward the couch, getting yourself settled in and wrapping yourself and your favorite stuffie up in a blanket. Your smile to yourself thinking about how well Johnny takes care of you. You don’t even have to ask him to care for you. He can always just sense when something is wrong and he drops whatever he’s doing to be able to take care of you. It’s one of the things you love most about him. You’re so lost in thought, you jump a little when he plops down next to you on the couch.

“You okay there, tiger?” He asks while running his hands through your hair.

“Was just thinking about you. ‘Bout how you take care of me.”

“I’ll always take care of you, bonnie. That’s my job. You know that. It’s the greatest privilege I’ve been given aside from the pleasure of being your boyfriend.”

“You’re too sweet to me Johnny. I don’t know what I’d ever do without you.”

He cups your cheek in his hand, “You’ll never have to figure that out, dove. Why don’t you tell me about what made you so upset?

“I just got stressed at work one day. Then I came home and decided to rest a bit. I ended up falling asleep and slept through the night, but then I just couldn’t get back into my routine. I couldn’t eat, could barely take care of myself, really. I would just wake up, go to work, come back home and go to bed. Today was just an absolute shit show at work and it just sent me over the edge. I obviously felt terrible, but I mean, I guess it was a little bit better than just feeling nothing at all.” You sigh as you sit back against the couch, feeling like a weight was lifted off of your shoulders. 

Johnny sighs as he just wraps his arms around you and holds you against his chest. “I know it’s hard to understand this, but yer never a burden tae me, sweet boy. Like I said it’s my job to take care of you. Even when I’m not here, I want you to know that I’m always here for you. Whether you need to scream, cry, be distracted, or even just sit in silence, I will always be here when you need it. And when I’m away I’ll do everything I can tae make sure I’m checking up on my lovely boy because he deserves the best and that’s exactly what I’m gonnae do.”

“Thank you Johnny. I just feel like my issues are nowhere near as important as the things you deal with at work. I feel bad taking up your time on something so silly when there’s much bigger issues you have to solve.”

“Bonnie you dinnae fash yerself about my job. You’ve got your own tae worry about. I can manage my job and taking care of you just fine. You’re never a burden on me, sweet boy.”

“Thank you Johnny. Thank you for taking care of me and getting me out of my own head,” you say manhandling him into the perfect position so that you could wrap your arms around his waist and lie your head on his chest. The thrum of his heartbeat keeping you grounded. 

“What else are boyfriends for, eh? Tonight’s gonnae be all about you, lovely. Let’s eat and watch some of that silly show you’re obsessed with and then we’ll get you a nice warm bath and tuck you into bed, yeah?”

“That sounds great, Johnny. I love you so, so much,” you say as he pulls you into his side and wraps another blanket around the two of you. You feel him kiss the crown of your head while he runs his hands up and down your back comfortingly. The day was bad, but the night would be so much better. Everything is better when Johnny’s home.

[you-know-honey]

How does it feel to be in a relationship with the Papas (Based on songs)

I love writing about ghouls but we can't leave the Popes out of all this, I love them too so I'll bring them up more often (I added Copia as cardinal, since I feel there could be a big change in our adorable Cardi C)

Young Papa Nihil

Always - Bon Jovi

He was in love with you for a long time, only when he stepped on stage was he able to have enough courage to tell you, even though he knows that he is not worthy of the love that you have given him or in general he is not worthy of someone like you.

What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair

To touch your lips, to hold you near

He doesn't want to break your heart, but when you least realize he has been very close to ruining everything, no matter who is in front of he, he loves you with the same intensity as the first day, always.

You see I've always been a fighter

But without you, I give up

He feels that his story has already been told before, and he fears that this time, just like the previous one, his passionate and intense love will end up condemning your life to a tragedy. He knows that he doesn't deserve you, he doesn't understand why you chose him but he will give everything he has to at least be a man worthy of your love.

This Romeo is bleeding

But you can't see his blood

It's nothing but some feelings

He is not entirely an idiot, he has never broken the promise of eternal love and being at your entire disposal beyond any circumstance. He will always give you that look of a fool in love, it doesn't matter if you yell at him, even if you threw a chair at his head, he will never change that look.

Yeah I will love you, baby

And I'll be there, forever and a day

He tries his best to keep you happy, but he is too clumsy, even on dates there is a way to have small accidents. But he really tries, he tries to be a good boy for you, so he can look at you with your bright eyes every day.

I'll be there till the stars don't shine

Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme

el amor del narrador trasciende incluso el fin de los tiempos

Despite all his impulsive mistakes, he has never doubted his feelings for you, he knows that if you asked him to jump off a bridge he would do it without hesitation. He has loved you with the same intensity since the first day he saw you, perhaps it is even a love that transcends, he would never stop loving you, even if you asked him it would be the only wish he could not grant you.

We can pack up our old dreams and our old lives

We'll find a place where the Sun still shines and

I will love you, baby

He always suffers from regret every time he sees tears in your eyes, even if it is not his fault he feels pain that he did not avoid that pain and he will beg for redemption, he will recognize his mistakes no matter how shameful they are and expressing his desire for a second chance.

But, babe, if you give me just one more try

Papa Primo

Wicked Game - Chris Isaak

For him, romance or even love was never an option, The Clergy was on him expecting him to be better than his father so it was something complex just approaching you to chat, it was not difficult for him to fall in love with you since it was something totally new for him but as the feelings grew, so did the pain of not being able to express them.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you

He is always afraid, even if no one notices. Within him there is a great conflict between the irresistible attraction he always has for you and the fear of suffering a heartbreak that will break him completely. He is afraid that you will think he is boring or pathetic and look for someone better to live a more public and less limited relationship or worse yet that the Clergy will take you as a distraction and never see you again. The fear of losing you eats him inside.

What a wicked thing to do

To make me dream of you

From his appearance it is difficult to deduce that this man has a strong need for a real and pure connection like the ones he used to read as a child in old books. When he is with you, he is simply desperate to be in your arms, and talk about anything away from the Ministry and what his position means. He wants something real and he found that in you.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do

He has always had to navigate life completely alone and has drowned several times in front of everyone. You watched and you were basically his lifesaver in his worst moment, even when he was locked in his room you managed to get him out of there, you washed his hair when he didn't feel able to do something so simple and you took the food to his room to eat with him even though Sister Imperator and even his own father didn't care at all. So he is eternally grateful to you for that and it is no secret that the best flowers in the garden end up in a huge bouquet for you.

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you

And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

He has always seen that love will always lead to suffering, so he was quite resistant to being close to you. Accepting that he loved you and that you loved him was a lot to process, it was difficult at first of course, he wanted to keep everything a secret in case the Clergy considered it a distraction to his plans but like any man in love he couldn't resist sending the most beautiful flowers in the garden in a bouquet for you, giving you exquisite perfumes and hundreds of poems in letters that appeared under your door very frequently.

No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)

He is an insecure man, although on stage he basically seems like an eminence who has always felt trapped under the clutches of the Ministry, so for a long time I considered love as a "perverse game" with which he could be deceived. But meeting you quickly threw those thoughts away, he was able to trust you, you would be there, to trust that you would not try to use him to gain some kind of status in the Ministry. You were the first time he felt that someone approached him completely honestly with an open heart.

What a wicked game to play

To make me feel this way

He has completely fallen into the trap of love, he lives with more enthusiasm than ever for you, although more than once pessimistic thoughts cross his mind, thinking over and over again about how you will end up getting bored of being the secret of someone like him. He would always prefer you to break his heart than break yours, he couldn't live with the pain of hurting you. He only wished he had met you in another life, one where they were free to live that sweet love in the eyes of the world.

(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Papa Secondo

RUNRUNRUN - Dutch Melrose

He doesn't understand how you fell in love with him or what you saw in him, but he is even more surprised by how he fell for you, as if he were part of your seductive spell.

Oh father, please

Please forgive all my sins

He feels weak to let you into his heart, he feels imperfect but he sees you as perfect and he doesn't understand how love looks good on you but is rare on him. After accepting that he was in love with you he felt judged everywhere, he felt small in the place where he was the boss.

The devil is in the mirror

He's staring right over me

He never wants to leave you, he is afraid of having you so close that you see everything bad in him, so sometimes he is cold and then affectionate, always staying far away to never lose you. Feel that you can have anyone and that it is a mistake of your innocence.

I think I found a new addiction

It feels so right

He is ready for you to break his heart, sometimes I feel like it is the best thing you could do and look for someone better but you don't do it because of your innocence in seeing something good in him.

Run, baby, run

Run for your life

Even so, he knows that if you walk away he will beg the darkness to have you close again, there is no one on him, but you are on him, he is on the ground, you have your heels on his chest and he likes it.

I'ma tear out your heart

It'll always be mine

Even so, he knows that if you walk away he will beg the darkness to have you close again, there is no one on him, but you are on him, he is on the ground, you have your heels on his chest and he likes it.

Oh, there she go

Losing muy head

He can't help but smile when he sees you, he just enjoys your sweet existence. He wants to be with you always, he wants to hold your hand in your last breath and leave with you when the time comes.

Say you'll always be there

'Cause I will

Every moment alone with you is so precious and so liberating that he just wants to gather in your arms after each long day of work and let go of the heavy burden of being who he is.

Please don't waste any time

He knew the true meaning of sinning with you, he felt like the serpent tempting (he still doesn't know how) the most beautiful creation on earth and taking it to the alluring darkness.

You've shown me the holy light

Papa Terzo

A Little Death - The Neighbourhood

Terzo has always been a "desirable boy" because women and men feel temptation, but everything is physical, it doesn't matter if he had true feelings, he was always seen as an object of desire. But then you arrived and a spark of hope was lit, no matter how many opportunities there were to end up in something sexual, you weren't there for his body, you were there for him, for who he really was. And although he was suspicious at first, he let himself be carried away by the desperation of something that was never shown to him, love.

Vacancy was lit, the guests were checking in

The concierge was cold

He knows that you are both mortal, and he feels that everything before you was a waste of time, he found sensuality in simple and intimate things other than sex, with affection, compassion and what it really meant to have a connection with someone he didn't like you want to let go. He feels human, real. Not part of the great plans of the Clergy, he feels like a simple man obsessed with a single love, with a single body, with a single soul.

I want you touch me here

Make me feel I am breathing

Even though people are dying to be with him, when he stops acting like the sexy man and sex god everyone leaves. He was afraid that the same thing would happen with you but you always stayed and he stayed, even with the fear of being abandoned he gave himself the opportunity to live the relationship of his dreams with you, it doesn't matter if they came back drunk from a party and he couldn't even remember who. It was, he would take care of you, listen to you tell stories even if it was the third time you told it, he found more intimacy in those moments with you than in passionate sexual nights with anyone else.

A glimpse of the silhouettes

A night that they never forget

He is desperate for human contact, so he holds your hand frequently, kisses your lips as if he couldn't live without them, and holds you in his arms every night to sleep breathing in your scent. He is afraid of disappointing everyone but especially you, his heart could not bear it, he wants to live up to the level that his brothers could not, he wants to see the world at his feet, proud and know that in the end he can return to you and melt in your arms.

Touch me, yeah

He feels a deep emotional and physical connection with you, something he never thought something so good could happen to someone like him. You make him feel alive, like a real human, he adores what he feels for you, he adores you and is at your feet for whatever you want, he knows that he is incapable of saying no to you. He could never deny something to the person who first made him feel that he was worth it, that all he deserved to be loved intensely.

Feel like I am human

Together in solitude he could finally feel the fading of his problems, how the world seems to move on another existential plane when they are together, something that he can compare to the climax, feeling how the adrenaline gives way to total peace. He is intense in every small moment of intimacy and has always placed the power to revitalize (or destroy him) in your hands, confident that you will never hurt him.

She sough death on a queen-sized bed

And he had said darling you looks can kill

He knows that love and seduction are a dangerous path and he is willing to take the risk, he is tired of fleeting things and one-night strangers. His heart just wants to close and open his eyes looking at your face and feeling your body close to him, close to his heart.

So know you're dead

Papa Copia

Honey Are You Coming? - Måneskin

Since you appeared in his life he was taken to a place where time and more worries fade away, no matter that his time is limited, with you he is in a space where love is the only law and everything is possible…even being happy.

Meet me there where ir never closes

Meet me there where it's never hopeless

All is fair in love

He feels in a utopian encounter, trapped in a mental space, where connection and freedom are infinite when he is with you and does not want to stay away from your side. He is a little scared of feeling so good, as if the streak of luck is being too long and he will soon fall into cruel reality.

It's five AM

We feel so good, it's almost frightening

He feels capable of anything, as if the mere fact of having you motivating him gives him a shock of unbridled energy that makes everything possible, he forgets fear and insecurities, he is ready to take on the world.

I'm made for you, we can't deny it

He understands that now he is the one in charge and he wants to live on the edge with you, doing all those things that "were not for cowards like him", he does not measure the real consequences, he only has one objective, to see your smile at the end of a long day.

We're gonna get sky-high and create a new world

And if it sounds good for you, baby, just say the word

He is an intense man, romantic to death and quite passionate. He is totally trapped by your love, even when he thought that love was not for "old" men like him, there you were showing him the opposite. Enjoying time with him, playing video games, with his rats or running alongside him while he drove his beloved red tricycle.

Meet me there,I'll give you your roses

He likes to shout to the world that he has someone special in his life who loves him as much as he loves you, he boasts of his intense connection with his brothers, especially with Terzo. Do not doubt that every night when he is on tour he will call you just to see your face and hearing your voice that I miss so much. He loves to expose all the affection he feels for you, going with his hands intertwined or shy kisses and strong hugs are always something you will receive from him. He is proud to love you and show the world that the best person on earth loves him.

It's not one-night stand if it turns into two

Oh, I like it

He has made it very clear to you that he is not a child, he is a man who overflows with Italian romance and passion. He has taken you to places you could only dream of with dinners made by himself, he has shown you that he is a skilled dancer, he likes to surprise you with considerable gifts just to make you smile, have you had a hard day? He will prepare a warm bath for you and in his arms he will take you to bed to receive a massage and maybe something else…

I'm gonna show you this Italian, amor

Even though he seems like a clumsy and shy man, he immerses himself with you in the world of love and never wants to leave, he loves that his love never seems overflowing to you and you simply want everything he has to give, he only wants to make you eternally happy in all the possible senses.

Honey, are you coming?

Cardinal Copia

Beautiful Things - Benson Boone

He was always being stepped on by someone, even when he had a position of respect. And when one of his rats ran towards you and instead of being scared or kicking it you took it in your hands and approached him gently to hand it to him, he knew that you were someone worth knowing and with time and coexistence it was clear that he was more than in love with you with every fiber of his body.

For a while there, it was rough But lately I've been doin' better

You are the most valuable thing he has, the person he values the most. It doesn't matter if people make fun of him, he ignores all that because he knows that just having you makes him a winner. That doesn't stop him from feeling like he's not enough for you, he only knows love with an end, and he fears breaking up with you more than anything, he would get on his knees, beg for you not to leave, between tears he would tell you how much he loves you. You have made it clear that your last wish on earth is to break his heart and you want to live an eternal love by his side.

But I know the things He gives me, He can take away

It is difficult for him to open up to you and talk about his past without ending up shedding a few tears at the very least, but you have always made it clear how proud you are of how far he has come, he considers you the best blessing that the present could give him, he would travel a thousand times the painful path knowing that you are the goal.

I found my mind, I'm feelin' sane

His biggest fear is that everything good can disappear as quickly as it came. May everything you have experienced together simply fade away and you become a tragic story in their memory. They are things that run through his mind more frequently than he would like and in the company of you in his room he will take your hands and caress your skin, reminding himself that if there is a promise that he must be firm to himself, it is do everything possible so that love does not fade away.

But there's no man as terrified as the man who stands to lose you

He has been in trouble with the Clergy for being "childish and sentimental", the threats have always been present but when they appointed you he simply begged on his knees for you, because they would never take away the most beautiful thing he has. He will give everything in his duty but he can he will return to you to feel free of ties and feel that they still exist together.

Please stay I want you, I need you, oh, God

He will make prayers begging for the permanence of happiness and love in his life, he recognizes their ephemeral nature, so in his prayers and supplications he will always beg for you, to have you by his side for the rest of his life and even after life.

Oh, I'll tell ya, I know I've got enough I've got peace and I've got love

This man melts with you, opens his heart and thoughts to show you the vulnerability and sincerity of his interior. You are his weak point, there is nothing he wouldn't give for you and no person he wouldn't give for you. You get to see the real man behind all that face paint, all the layers and nuances that he possesses and you can only feel absolutely enthralled by him.

I need These beautiful things that I've got

He knows how to appreciate small things, actions and moments over ostentatious objects. He values the relationship above all else, even when the voice in his head is pessimistic and he mocks him. He is able to get up every day and find in you a reason to get out of bed and be the best version of himself just to make you feel proud.

But I'm up at night thinkin' I just might lose it all

[m-blackwell-and-associates]

Snack time

Who knew how long it would take before the Mother of Corruption would finish up what seemingly innocent errand he was doing and return.  Setites were almost as bad as Toreador when it came to being distracted by something.  The club was less crowded than before, allowing him to see wide stretches of bare black floor, and Nicky could not account for lack of its usual throbbing clientele.  Where Mother went, crowds followed, and there was usually no bigger crowd than the Setite’s own establishment.  It didn’t matter.  He didn’t like the press of people that came with a busy night.  It was too easy to lose things in the crowd.  Things being people.  Specifically people that needed to be watched. 

Like Sybaris. 

Nicky leaned back in the chair, putting his feet up on a carpeted riser, fingers laced behind his head.  Idly, he watched the club kids move in their slow patterns, usually directed by alcohol as much as music.  One figure separated itself from the persistent shadows untouched by the flashing club lights.  They headed straight toward him, clearly walking in a manner to draw attention.  A kine, that he could easily tell, wearing just enough glossy red vinyl to count as being dressed.  Not at all afraid of Nicky’s cold and icy demeanor either, not the way they swung a leg over Nicky’s outstretched legs and straddled him.

“You have exactly ten seconds to tell me what you want before I kill you.”  Nicky didn’t even lower his hands, cradling his head and staring up into the theatrically made up face.  Sybaris’ people were normally much better mannered.  

“Cut me, daddy.”  Their voice was low and warm, full of promise.

“No.”

“C’mon babe,”  They said, rolling their hips in a suggestive manner.  “You look like a guy who wants it rough.”

Nicky considered this for a moment.  “Did Mother send you?”

They grinned, teeth glowing in the blacklights.  “No, honey, I’m here all by myself.  I saw you across the room and thought you looked delicious.”  

“Move along.”

But the club kid didn’t listen to Nicky’s indifferent dismissal.  They held up a razor blade, putting it slowly on their tongue to roll it around in their mouth until the blood dripped down their chin.  Nicky’s brows raised to see the display and the blood whore took it as an invitation.  They leaned further down, blade still in their mouth, ready to press their lips to his.

Before they could, Nicky grabbed them by the throat, pressing his thumb along the vein and stopping the flow of blood to their brain.  He casually held them at arm’s length, watching the kine’s face go from viciously aroused to confused when Nicky didn’t let them go.  They struggled, as Nicky expected, sucking air even as consciousness faded.  When they began to go slack, razor dropping wetly from their mouth to splatter into Nicky’s lap, then Nicky brought the kine in to press his mouth to theirs.  Like fucking hell he’d let some fucker cut him.  He didn’t know if this bitch was a blood doll or an orphaned ghoul desperate for a fix, but they were very lucky they weren't dead the moment they touched him.

Nicky drank, the hot blood flowing from the cub kid’s lacerated mouth, tongue tracing for every last drop.  He eased up on the pressure on the vein in the kine’s neck, letting consciousness return.  They moved weakly in Nicky’s grasp, making soft noises that could have either been in protest or enjoyment.  Nicky didn’t care.  Any fucker offering blood free for the taking didn’t get to dictate any more than that.

Something made him break off the kiss, still holding the drooling hustler about the throat.  Sitting not far away was Sybaris, much in the same relaxed position Nicky had been in, leaning back in his chair and feet resting comfortably on the riser box.  The Setite was watching Nicky with more enjoyment than Nicky would have liked, folded hands on his rounded belly, and pleased smile on his fleshy face.

Wiping the back of his hand across his mouth, Nicky tossed the blood whore to the floor.  He flicked the razer off his lap, sending it to clink and skitter away into the darkness of the subdued club.

“Well,” the Setite said, a trifle breathless.  “That was way more exciting than I thought it was going to be.”

“One of yours?”

“Considering that little show stopper?”  Sybaris made a little pout, reconsidering previous decisions.  “Maybe I should put them on the payroll.  I never thought they had what it takes to get your attention. I thought your tastes were a little more defined.  Have you been lying to me?  Tsk.  I thought we were friends.”

“Blood is blood, Sybs.” Nicky looked aside where the club kid lay sprawled, rocking slightly as they recovered, pushing themselves up on their elbows.  Their smile was still bloody, face smeared where their face had pressed against Nicky’s.  Nicky wiped his mouth again, briefly wondering if he looked as much of a mess as the kine did.  Also considered rising and snapping the kid’s neck to end any avenue that the Setite might now be planning.  It was a little public for careless murder and this was Sybaris’ business.  Manners.  So inconvenient. 

[myakkun]

“I PAID $500 FOR AN OIL CHANGE” PRANK

character(s): sano manjiro, ryuguji ken, sano shinichiro, haitani rindou, imaushi wakasa, hanma shuji, x gn!reader

notes: thank u tee for supplying me this trend amen

warnings: none

SANO MANJIRO

stares at you with an unwavering smile for a solid three seconds before an unbelieving and clipped “what.” slips out his lips. he gets?? mad? not at you! at the place that charged you $500 for the oil change. he literally grabs his keys and starts putting his shoes on because he wants to ‘have a talk’ with the guy at the shop. you better stop him quick because he’s a man on a mission now. when you tell him you were just joking and that it was a prank, he blinks at you for a few moments before he tries to leave to beat the mechanic up anyways because now he’s aggravated and needs an outlet.

RYUGUJI KEN

is literally in the middle of working on his bike when you tell him, freezes and looks over his shoulder at you like you just started speaking a different language. “you’re joking,” he says as he looks at you, “no fucking way you’d—why the fuck would you go somewhere to get your oil changed? i could do it for you. i can’t believe you’d even—“ yeah, congratulations, you’ve just opened yourself up to a thirty minute lecture. you finally cut him off his tangent to tell him it was a prank and he literally will not talk to you the rest of the day. but he makes you promise to only have him do your oil from now on.

SANO SHINICHIRO

he’s cleaning up his shop after closing hours when you tell him about your expensive oil change and he’s so shocked he drops a wrench on his foot. you nearly forget the prank altogether as you rush up to him to make sure he’s okay. even as he’s wobbling on one foot he’s sputtering, “ya gotta be kidding me. babe, you should’ve called me first to check the prices at least. and i always change your oil for free you know you don’t have to go anywhere else—” you shush him, admitting to the scheme and ushering him to a chair to check out his foot. he makes you baby him as payback.

HAITANI RINDOU

he literally does not say a single word. he just sits there and stares at you, a look of ‘you’re the dumbest fucking person alive are you shitting me right now’ plastered on his face, brows pinched and eyes narrowed. and if the look alone isn’t enough to break you and send you into a spiral of coming clean to your tomfoolery, him holding his hand out and saying, “let me see your receipt,” is. then when you tell him it’s a prank he pulls his phone out, calls shinichiro, and tells him to charge you $500 for your next oil change. it’s rin’s money you use anyways, but it doesn’t make you any less pouty.

IMAUSHI WAKASA

“you did what?” is the first thing that comes out of his mouth as soon as you tell him, his expression morphed into confusion. “and you only got your oil changed?” you nod and he blinks, then he’s standing up from the couch and looking for his shoes. “what’s the name of the shop?” he’s distracted as he asks it, and you catch the mumbled curses of ‘how dare they take advantage of my baby’ under his breath that have you jumping from your seat as well. once you tell him it’s a joke the relief is evident, but his annoyance is too as he pinches your nose. “don’t do that again.” you so do.

HANMA SHUJI

you should know better than to even try this, seriously. “you’re a fucking idiot,” he laughs, damn near cackles actually, as you sit in the passenger seat of his car. then he’s reaching in the backseat under his suit coat for his gun, and you realize you really should know better. for the love of god stop him before he loads the damn thing unless you want an innocent mechanic’s blood on your hands. it’s not even fun because he isn’t even phased when you tell him it’s a prank. he just leans over to pinch your cheek and murmur a, “aw, knew my baby wasn’t that stupid.” please hit him.

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[craftycheetah]

i desperately need more of pack!bakusquad x reader

I'm so sorry this took so long to respond to 😅

part 1

CW: assumed infidelity, polyamory, language

Mina knocked on your dorm door, peeking her head inside, her fruity and floral scent slowly flooding your room. “Hey, bestie,” she smiles. “How ya feeling?”

“Better. A lot less stressed than earlier,” you sigh.

“What happened earlier? I smelled Eijirou and Katsuki, but they were gone when I got there. Also, Hinako was dragging a beat-up Monoma. As much as I dislike him, I don’t know if he deserves a beating that bad. Spill the tea, sug,” she pleads, closing the door behind her and sitting on the floor beside you.

After explaining how Katsuki and Eijirou beat up Monoma, you giggle as Mina gasps.

“Damn!” She exclaimed. “They went ham on him!”

“Yeah, I kind of panicked because I watched the end of it go down. So what’s up?”

“I wanted to know if you’re busy. Maybe we can still go to the mall, but instead, we make it a pack thing?”

“I dunno, what if something happens…” you mumble, looking at your rug.

“Nothing bad’ll happen. And if it does, you’ve got me, your packmate and Omega bestie, by your side. It’s gonna be fine,” Mina grins, squealing when your scent sweetens as you nod.

A new scent invades your room as your eyes gravitate towards the door. A smile appears on your face as Denki leans on your doorframe. “Hey, cuties!” He beams. “What’re you two talking about?”

“We’re gonna go to the mall!” Mina squeals.

“Do you want one of us to come with?”

“Actually, we wanted it to be a pack thing, if you don’t mind,” you call out.

“Lemme go tell the guys! You two change, and we’ll meet you outside,” Denki grins, his citrus and copper scent fading as he leaves.

Mina turns back to you. “This should be fun!”

Stepping off the bus, you walked beside Hanta and Hitoshi as you and the rest of your pack made their way inside. “So, where do you guys wanna go?” Eijirou smiles as he rests an arm on Katsuki, looking at you and Mina.

“I wanna buy art supplies and then go to the arcade,” you smile.

“Cat cafe,” Hitoshi replies stoically.

“We’ll go later, babe, I promise,” Denki smiles, hugging Hitoshi.

Hitoshi rumbles softly and gives him a soft smile.

“Ooh, there's that place I wanted to take you and Hinako the other day.”

“You two were gonna come here?” Hanta asks, looking at you.

“Yeah but we canceled ‘cause of Eiji and Kat.”

“Why?” 

“How about I take the girls to get the stuff they want, then while you guys go do what you need to do and maybe talk about what happened and we meet at the arcade, then finish up at the cat cafe?” Denki offers.

“That sounds like a good idea. Just don't get distracted,” Hanta warns before glaring at two of his alphas.

“I’ll go with them,” Hitoshi offers. 

“Thanks. Now you two,” Hanta glares at Katsuki and Eijirou as the four of you leave. “We need to talk.”

You sit outside the waiting room, occasionally rummaging through your bag, fawning over the art supplies and sketchbook you bought. “Ooh, I can’t wait to use them!” you squeal silently as Hitoshi rests his head on top of yours, hugging you from behind. “Ah, ‘Toshi, what’re you doing?!”

“Nuzzling my omega. Where’s Mina?” he mumbles, his deep voice reverberating through you.

“I'm in here,” Mina calls out before stepping out in an oversized black flannel with a low-cut black tank top, fishnets, and black shorts with platform boots. “So, whaddya think?”

You look up from the bag, squealing. “Oh my god you look so pretty! I have a bag back at the dorms that matches this perfectly! Ooh, you’ve gotta buy it, you just have to!” you squeal. “Right guys? Guys?”

You look at Hitoshi and Denki, whose eyes haven’t left Mina’s form since she stepped out of the changing room.

“Is it bad?” Mina whines, a faint smell of wilting flowers and burnt amber filling the air.

“No! No!” Denki throws his hands up in the air. “Of course it’s not bad!”

“So pretty…” Hitoshi drones, his pupils dilated. “You’re so beautiful, Mina!”

Her scent starts to sweeten as they stare at her in awe.

“Woop woop! That’s my girl!” You cheered, clapping. 

“Thanks. I'll go change and pay for this. Meet me outside?” 

“Sure.”

“I’ll stay with you. Gotta look out for my ‘mega.”

You playfully roll your eyes and follow Denki out of the store, sitting next to him on a nearby bench. 

After Mina paid, Denki sent a text to the others, letting them know they were on the way to the arcade. The rest dignified the text with a response, each sending their own form of a positive message. 

After entering the arcade and buying tokens, you looked around for your first game victim.

“Hey toshi, look there's a racing game!” You grabbed his hand. “I doubt you could beat me!”

“Which one of us doesn’t have a license?” He raised a brow.

“Which one of us still can’t drive?” You giggle, trying to imitate his facial expression.

“Touche.”

The two of you took your places in the padded seats, selecting your character, choosing Toad, and rolling your eyes when he picked Yoshi. “The dino?”

“Don't be mad when all you see is his dino butt passing you,” Hitoshi shrugs, a small smirk on his face.

“You’re on!”

Denki and Mina stand on either side of you, cheering you on as the game begins. You press the gas, and you're off. Around lap one, you glare at Hitoshi as he makes everyone else in the race tiny before giggling as you send two red shells his way as you pass him. “Eat my mushroom dust, Toshi!” you giggle as you make your way into the second lap. By the third, Hitoshi is grinning as you’re in third place, and he's in first.

“I'm gonna win, little flower.”

“No, you’re not,” you giggle as you hit an item box and do a little dance when you get a blue shell as you pass the Bowser NPC, throwing the blue shell at Yoshi, winning the race. You grin as you get tickets and do another little dance. “I win!” you squeal before stopping when a pair of large hands cover your eyes.

“Guess who?”

“Your hands are too big to be Denki and too small to be Eiji. Also you don't smell like ‘suki. Hanta!” you smile as he takes his hands away before kissing your forehead. 

“Hola, cielo. Congratulations on your win,” Hanta smiles.

“Thank you.”

“Where's Eiji and Kat?”

“They stole Denki away to play a couple claw games.”

“You wanna play again, ‘toshi?”

“Gotta reclaim my trophy. You’re goin down, little flower,” Hitoshi chuckles.

Hitoshi eventually beat you, but it was best out of seven.

“What’s next?” you smile.

“There’s a water gun game over there. I’m pretty sure I also saw a cat plush inside the ticket booth—” Hanta starts before getting cut off by Hitoshi.

“Let’s go!” he shouts, tugging him along towards the game. 

You look over at Mina and giggle to yourselves. “Men.”

Placing your bags under the console, you and Mina set up a dance game, giggling when you both stumble a couple times before eventually getting tired half an hour later.

“Ugh, I’m exhausted. You wanna go hit up the claw game next?” you huff.

“Yeah, I’ll go to that one over there with the neon puppy sign.”

“Imma use the bathroom first,” you tell her.

“I’ll watch our stuff.”

You washed your hands and ran them under the drier, stopping to adjust yourself in the mirror before stepping out. As you walked towards the claw area, you noticed Katsuki and Eijirou leaning against one of the railings, the latter chattering about something while holding a Tom Nook plushie. You opened your mouth to call out to them before stopping when you saw two people walk up to them, starting a conversation before clinging onto their arms, the two Alphas not removing them instantly.

‘No, they wouldn’t cheat…right?’

You were confused. These were the same two alphas who stood up to Monoma for you, pounding him into a pulp. Their change in behavior didn’t make any sense, but here they were, before your very eyes, hurting you. Before you could stop yourself, a whimper erupted from your throat. 

Katsuki looked up from the two omegas who were trying to vie for his attention as the whimper, clear as day, filled his eardrums. Looking around the room, Katsuki’s eyes widened as his ruby red orbs locked onto you, his scent souring when you stepped backward before running off to look for Mina. ‘Fuck…’

You weaved through the games and crowd of people, looking for any signs of Mina or your other Alpha.

Bumping into your pink-haired packmate, you whined softly as she clung to you.

“Wanna go home,” she sniffles.

“Mina?”

“They don’t want us…”

You look at her before remembering what happened with Katsuki and Eijirou. “Let’s go home.”

Sitting in your room, you lay in your nest, turned away from the door as your sour scent filled the room. Mina looked up at you as she lay beside you.

“Y/n?” she calls out.

“Hmm?”

“Why were you upset at the arcade?”

“Kiri and Baku were flirting with some Omegas, and they did nothing about it. Katsuki looked me in the eye while it happened. He looked guilty too. What about you? Why were you upset?”

“Same thing with Sero and Shinsou. Of course, they wouldn’t want us as mates. Who would?”

“What happened?”

“I saw them while I was waiting for you and I hugged them from behind then they were holding these pieces of paper with hearts all over them and they smelled like Omegas,” Mina sniffles.

“You’re my pack mate, best friend and if I were an Alpha and we weren’t in a pack, I’d want you as my mate,” you mumble, tears silently spilling over and barely dampening Mina’s curls.

“Me too,” she smiles as you both comfort each other.

A knock at the door makes you stiffen. “Knock knock?” a voice calls out.

“Go away,” you and Mina whimper.

You heard a defeated sigh. “Girls, let me in. Please?”

You nuzzle into Mina’s head before getting up and unlocking the door, climbing back into your nest, and turning away from Denki. 

“We were worried about you, thought you might’ve been taken and you weren’t answering your phones for a while, but at least you two are okay,” he laughed awkwardly.

“As okay as we can be,” Mina fought back the tears, recalling the day's events in her head.

“Can I come in?” he asks as you hum impartially.

“You’re the only one who didn’t break our hearts today, so sure. But lock the door behind you.”

Denki walks over, sitting on the floor beside your nest. “What’s wrong my pretty ladies?”

“Our pack is full of assholes, Denks,” you hiss. “Unfaithful fucking jerks.”

“All of em decided to look for other Omegas, Denki! Sero and Shinsou even got numbers!” Mina sniffles, hiding her face in your neck.

“I’m sure this is all a big misunderstanding,” Denki smiles.

“They smelled like other Omegas, Denki! None of this is a misunderstanding! They were given the option to have a different Omega and none of them said no except for you,” you shout, rotten flowers and burnt sugar filling the room.

Turning away from Denki, you and Mina cling to each other as a loud booming voice reverberates through the walls. “Where are they?!” Katsuki shouts, causing you and Mina to flinch.

“Easy Katsuki,” Eijirou says, trying to calm the irritated man.

“Denki! Did you find them?!” The voice boomed throughout the dorms.

“Uh oh…” Denki’s eyes trailed to the right.

“I don’t want to talk to them,” Mina squeezed her eyes shut. 

“Sparks, are they in there?” Hitoshi calls out.

“I could respond but Katsuki would try to blow the door away….”

“Where the fuck are our Omegas, dunceface?!” Katsuki growls.

“I dunno, why don’t you go talk to those other Omegas who you were all over at the arcade?” you growl at the locked door.

“Sugarcube, let us in so we can talk,” Katsuki growled as he jiggled the doorknob.

“Why should I?”

“Because if you don’t I’ll blast this door down and-”

“Hey!” Eijirou snapped. “Don’t worry sweeties, he won’t do that- BUT we will get in there eventually and when we do we’re gonna have a long conversation! Or we could just cut to the chase and talk this out?”

“Why are you here anyway? I thought you’d wanna be with your new Omegas,” you snap.

“What new Omegas, petal?” Eijirou asks, looking at the door, his inner Alpha pacing with worry as your scent is still sour.

“All of you were looking at other Omegas! You and Bakugou were getting smothered by them! I saw Sero and Shinsou with phone numbers, smelling like other Omegas with hearts all over them! Leave us alone!” Mina whines.

“Where is Hanta by the way?” Eijirou asks.

“He went to get snacks for the girls,” Shinsou responds.

“Okay, I’m getting sick of this! Denki, open the door, now!” Katsuki growls at Denki, using his Alpha voice.

Denki opened the door but stood in the doorway. “You’re not going near them until you explain what happened,” Denki glares, looking at Hanta, who walked over with four bags full of snacks. “All of you.”

“Y/N, Mina, did you ever see us returning their affection?” Katsuki brought a hand to his forehead.

“Well, I didn’t see you try and stop them!” you huff.

“What’d you want us to do?! Throw them on the floor?!”

“You could’ve said no! Maybe say, ‘I’m part of a loving pack, and I’m not interested,’ or just fucking walk away you asshole!” 

“Why would we be interested in other Omegas when we have two perfect ones right here?” Sero joined in. 

“You all aren’t off the hook! Why did you two have two Omega’s phone numbers, huh?” Mina whines, glaring at Shinsou and Sero.

“Because these two waltzed up to us and shoved it in our faces, then ran off! We didn’t have time to respond!” Shinsou reasoned.

“But why didn’t you stop them from flirting with you, Kirishima? Bakugou, you looked me straight in the eyes and did nothing. Not even when I ran away, why?” you sniffle.

“Because I saw you look at me in fear and betrayal, and I froze. I never want you to look at me or any of us like that because seeing our Omegas upset hurts more than anything,” Katsuki sighs as Eijirou places a hand on his shoulder.

“Y-you mean that?”

“Of course we do, petal. Now can we come in and comfort you both?”

You look over at Mina, who’s wiped away most of her tears. You smile as she nods and tell Denki to let them in.

Denki walks over, hugging you both before sitting beside your nest. The others soon join, purring as they get permission to sit in your and Mina’s shared nest.

“This is nice, Hanta smiles.

“Hey guys?” you call out as you steal a bag of chips from Hanta’s bag. “If you ever do something like this again, I’ll turn you into statues with my needles, got it?”

The boys all give their own forms of yes before spending the next two hours talking to each other. 

A soft snore interrupts them as Eijirou and Hanta look at you and Mina.

“Look at that,” Denki chuckles.

Laying before them, you and Mina were curled into each other’s sides as Mina snored peacefully. 

You smile, pulling her closer and nestle your head on top of hers. “My ‘mega,” you yawn before slowly dozing off.

“We should go…” Eijirou whispers.

The five of them give you and Mina forehead kisses before slowly leaving your room, opting to leave two snack bags before turning out the lights. 

Later that week, you lay on the couch in the common room, idly scrolling on your phone. You looked up as you caught a whiff of cayenne and caramel. “Katsuki?” you call out, tilting your head to hang off the couch arm, looking at the buff blonde standing in the doorway. “Where’re you going?”

“Shopping. Need some stuff for dinner and Round face is bugging me about snacks for the dorm.”

“Can I come?” you smile, turning over and slightly shaking your head as you get a headrush.

“Sure, just don’t make it a big thing.”

It ended up being a big thing. You and Mina chatted and gossiped a little as you buzzed around Katsuki and Hanta while they talked and shopped.

“Why’re you two coming along?” Katsuki glares half-heartedly.

“I'm coming because I wanna buy the cookies and cream Pocky sticks,” Hanta grins.

“I'm going cause Y/n’s going! Also, I ran out of chocolate bars.”

“Why do you need chocolate?”

“Girl things,” you and Mina respond.

“Weirdos,” Hanta scoffs playfully.

“Ooh! I need sour cream and cake flour! I'll be right back,” you tell them before running down the aisle towards the dairy section.

Hanta chuckles at your eagerness. “Alright, don’t take too long or the grenade launcher’s gonna blow,” he chuckles.

“What did you call me?!” he growls at Hanta as you walk away.

You browse through the aisles, grabbing what you need and ignoring the occasional unwanted advances. Grabbing a handful of ingredients, you walked to the cart, smiling at Hanta when you returned.

“Hi,” you hum, hugging him and looking around for Katsuki and Mina. “Where’d they go?” 

“Mina’s in aisle five looking for chocolate bars and the pocky I wanted while Katsuki is in the next aisle trying to find spices for dinner,” Hanta explains.

“I’m gonna go look for Suki. Do you wanna come with me?”

“No, I’m gonna go check on Mina. Maybe grab some okra on the way. I'll meet you at the checkout, okay?”

You nod and make your way towards the next aisle before glaring at an Alpha who’s getting a little too close to Katsuki. “Alpha?”

“Hey, sugarcube. Like I was telling this extra, I’m taken. By you,” Katsuki smiles as you come over. Gentle tugging you over by your waist, you look at the Alpha before giggling as Katsuki squeezes you softly. “So get lost. I’m not available to you.”

The Alpha’s scent sours as she storms off.

“Hi ‘suki,” you smile. “Hanta said you’d be here. Whatcha gonna buy?”

“Miso seasoning, chicken broth, the usual stuff. I’m making miso ramen tonight,” Katsuki smiles as he looks down at you. “Did you get everything you wanted?”

“Mmhm, I’m gonna make a cake!”

“You’re not fucking up the kitchen, sugarcube.”

“You won’t say that when you’re fighting over the last of my crunch cake,” you smile cheekily before whining when he playfully flicks your forehead.

“Where’s Hanta and Pinky?”

“Mina went to get chocolate and Hanta went to produce, but he said we should meet at the checkout!”

“Alright, let’s go.”

The two of you waited by the self-checkout machine, waiting for the other two, opting to pay together instead of having to deal with several receipts. Once Hanta and Mina showed up, you all paid for your stuff, your packmates joining in on the conversation about future plans. 

“I’m telling you guys, we have to go back there!” Hanta pleaded.

“I promise you, no one wants to go back to Quizno’s, that place is probably such a dump now!” Mina argued. 

The conversation continued on the walk back to the dorms, soft laughter filling the group. When they entered, they saw Eijirou and Denki sitting on the sofa while Hitoshi was grabbing a water bottle from the fridge, the two casually talking about something unbeknownst to the four who had just walked in. 

“We’re back!” Mina announced.

They all gave the foursome form of a greeting, all accompanied by friendly smiles. 

“What’d you guys get?” Hitoshi tilted his head.

“Ingredients!” You chimed.

“For what?”

“I’m cooking dinner,” Katsuki huffs.

“Yes!” Denki cheers.

“And I’m gonna make dessert!”

“Are you making coffee cake?” Hitoshi asks, walking over from the kitchen and resting his head on top of yours.

“No, not today. I’m making crunch cake, it’ll be good, I promise, and you can drink it with coffee,” you grin as Hitoshi nuzzles his chin along your scalp.

“No he’s not. We agreed no coffee after six,” Katsuki glares before he walks towards the kitchen, ruffling Denki’s hair on his way in an affectionate head pat. 

Mina sat next to Eijirou as Hitoshi occupied the other side while you followed Katsuki. 

About an hour later, you and the rest of your pack sat on the floor near the TV, laughing at a joke Denki and Hanta made. “This ramen you made is so good, Bakubro.” Denki groans, mouth partially slurping the noodles while trying to talk.

“And this crunch cake is delicious, Y/n!” Hitoshi adds.

The rest hum out their own form of agreement, shoving the pastry in their mouth with a fork. 

“We should put on a movie!” Mina suggests.

“Yeah!” You back her up.

“What do you all want to watch?” Sero asked.

“Avatar?” You proposed. 

“Good with me,” Katsuki shrugged.

The rest of the pack agreed as you switched to Netflix and put on Avatar.

“Good choice, y/n!” Denki called out.

“I love you all,” you sigh dreamily, leaning onto Mina’s shoulder.

“We love you too.”

You look over at Katsuki, who’s taking a third slice of your cake. “It’s good, isn’t it?”

“Shut up,” Katsuki grumbles around a piece of cake.

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[bowandcurtsey]

Hi Aine!! Could I request for yami,fuego, nozel n Julius with a reader who is absolutely terrified of injections. She's freaking badass but passes out when owen administers the vaccine.(It's probably like a compulsory vaccine for some disease that's quite common in clover). BC boys see her fear n they help her out later for the 2nd dose. Some fluff n comfort pls.P.S: I'm terrified of injections and I actually fainted when they administered the COVID vaccine. With COVID n all hope u r safe

Hello lovely bby! I hope you're okay from all the vaccines and injections!! Yes I am safe so far, thank god but where I am now we're more or less moving towards living with the virus. I hope you don't have to take anymore injections!! But I'm sending in some fluff to you so you feel better <3

Yami | Fuego | Nozel x f! reader

TW: fainting, injections, needles, needle phobia, dirty jokes

Yami Sukehiro

When you didn't want to go for the injection at first, he didn't say anything. It was your choice and you could do whatever you wanted. Yami didn't go for the vaccine initially either. He was just too lazy to be bothered.

When it became compulsory for you to have the shot taken, Dr Owen came to the black bulls base and helped everyone take their shots. (well because Yami was lazy so,)

You tried to hide from it until Yami came looking for you. "Babe, it's your turn now."

Yami sensed your fearful ki. "Baby, are you scared? It's not that painful y'know?"

He accompanied you down to the room where Dr Owen was waiting and sat with you while Dr Owen administered the vaccine.

You fainted at the sight of the needle coming near you and Yami caught you immediately.

Poor Dr Owen and Yami panicked a little, wondering if you were unwell or anything. But Dr Owen checked you and you were all fine so they deduced that you were just that afraid of needles. Dr Owen quickly gave you the shot while you were still unconscious, both of them agreeing it was better this way.

When you woke up, you talked to Yami about your fear of needles. Just talking about it is difficult for you; you started shaking a little and Yami had to pull you in for an embrace as he stroked your back to calm you down.

The time for the second dosage still came but Yami helped you along. He put you on his lap and make you close your eyes. He whispered some dirty jokes in your ears just before Dr Owen gave you the jab.

Well, it was embarrassing to you but your man does not know any embarrassment so as long as it distracted you, it was good enough. You didn't faint but your face was pale. Yami thought it was a good improvement. Of course you smacked him later when you were better.

Fuegoleon Vermillion

You kept refusing to go for your vaccine so your boyfriend had to talk to you about this one day.

"Honey, why are you running away from the vaccine? Would you like to share with me your troubles?"

His brow was raised and you could see the slight creases on his forehead, his lavender orbs looking at you so affectionately and tenderly. His arm on the small of your back, giving it small, gentle strokes.

Of course you gave in to this charming man. You told him about your fear of injections as he listened patiently. He promised to accompany you to it but you had to take the vaccine for your own safety.

Only after you fainted as you saw the needle Fuego realised how bad your fear was. He carried you in his arms as you took the vaccine and brought you out for some fresh air until you woke up.

Man spent fortunes on researching on whether there was another way to administer the vaccine without you taking injections. He even opened a research facility centre under your name.

But when it was time for you to take your second dose of vaccine, they still could not find other means of having the vaccine done without injections.

So instead, he asked for the shot to be done at home and he had you lay down instead of sitting down. Before everything, he told you repeatedly that you could do it, he kept instilling positive thoughts into you.

He told you to close your eyes and talk to him. He told you to focus on breathing as he asked your questions that require you to focus and think.

"About the mission the other day, did you happen to ask the store owners whether they saw any strange sightings?" "What did they say about the missing items?"

Nozel Silva

Man handed you a stress ball when you straight up told him you were scared of needles. You internally facepalmed and got prepared to meet your doom.

Nozel saw that you were nervous but he thought you were gonna be okay. The moment he saw you faint, he quickly came up to catch you with his mercury magic.

He carried you all the way back to your shared room and got the nurses to check on you. After confirming you were okay. He allowed the doctor to give you your vaccine.

"I'm so sorry, love." he said softly when you were awake. Man sat there in the room and waited the entire afternoon for you to wake up, thinking about how stupid he was.

You told him you did not want to get your second shot done and that you were really terrified.

The next time it was time for your vaccine, Nozel arranged for it to be outdoors where you could have fresh air and the tension and stress level is not that high.

He bought you your fave ice cream and made sure you were in high spirits. He then told you that Owen is here and he's gonna take your vaccine.

You didn't even have time to panic as he had already cleaned your hand with alcohol wipes without you noticing and Dr Owen just had to inject you swiftly.

You didn't even have time to see the needle, Dr Owen concealed himself well and he only appeared at the moment he was to inject you.

"It's not that bad, right?" He stroked your head with a smile as he placed a kiss to your forehead.

-end-

[sunatooru]

hi hello can i request a scenario/drabble for tsukishima, kuroo, oikawa, and akaashi with a fem!so who fainted during their heated argument? their argument would be about s/o being clingy and needy, and always talking and being noisy; turns out the reason she fainted was because of the fever she had early in the morning but didn't tell them about it in order not to be a 'bother' or 'nuisance'... then her fever got really worse during the argument and faints. *cue their boyfriends feeling like shit for all the rude things they said*

i am in need of some angst🪆

Sorry it took so long (I’ve had this since March 😭) but I hope it fills your angst need x

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Warning: angst/comfort, gn!Reader, post Timeskip spoilers …are they dramatic?Yes

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Tsukishima

It was rare you got to spend time with your boyfriend. Especially as he juggled working and playing volleyball. You wouldn’t miss the chance to be with him for a whole day, even if you woke up feeling like your head was being hammered.

You stayed wrapped around his arm, happily joining him on the sofa. You move to wrap your arms around his torso but he pushes your attempt away. You blink at him in confusion and try again, but fail when he stops you once more.

“Keiii, I want to cuddle..” you pout and he scoffs.

“What’s wrong with you? I finally get a day to relax and instead, I have you clinging to me and being annoying.” He glares at you, making you pull back and your throat tighten.

“I-“ you get cut off

“You what? You’re always trying to push yourself on me. It’s suffocating!” He gets up and walks towards the bedroom, you hot on his heels.

“Kei, can you please be a little quieter? All I want is to spend some time with you…you’re always so busy…” you defend but he kisses his teeth.

“Exactly. I’m always busy, so can you just let me chill out? I don’t need you whining in my ear and having you on me all the time! God, it’s like you need to annoy me!” He shouts at you.

You swallow harshly. Your chest feeling tight as his words ring in your ear. Your head pounding as you feel yourself heat up.

“Kei…I-I don’t…” you try to reach for him but he moves.

“Did you not just hear what I s- hey..hey!” You feel yourself lean forward as your eyes close.

You wake up when you feel something cool on your forehead, opening your eyes slowly to see Kei next to you.

“Kei…”

“Are you okay? You just fainted out of nowhere…why…and I said all those thing-“ you grab his hand.

“I wasn’t feeling well in the morning…I tried to push it away to spend time with you…” he looks at you guiltily, sighing and cupping your hands.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean anything I said. You’re not suffocating…everyday I come home, I can’t wait to see you. I don’t know why I said that…I’ve just been so overwhelmed and I took it out on you. I’m sorry baby. ” He confesses.

“I love you so much…I don’t even deserve you.” He whispers, biting his tongue as he looks at you.

“Hmm, I love you too…it’s okay. Can you just hold me, please.” You give him a small smile and he wraps you around him.

Kuroo

It’s that time of year where deadlines need to be met. You watch him scribble on papers and pull at his hair. You could see how tense he was and decided to bring him something hot to sip on.

“Tetsu, you need a break.” You slowly make your way into the room, carrying a hot mug and small snack.

“Can’t. Got to finish finalising the contract.” He informs, crossing out lines and writing again.

You huff and approach him, struggling to find a place to set the tray due to his messy desk.

“Come on. You need to atleast drink something, you’ve been at it for hours now. “ you press, causing him to clench his jaw.

He slams his pen against the desk, startling you before he faces you.

“I just said I need to finish this contract. Of course I’ve been working on it for hours. It’s important. You’ve been coming in and out of the room and disturbing me! I’m busy trying to do my job and you can’t even leave me alone for a few hours? Stop being so clingy all the time!” He fumes, eyes glaring at you as he starts to stand up.

You feel you mouth go dry as his words echo, your vision starting to fade as he finally stands, a rush taking over that you drop the tray. A loud smash of the mug rings in your ear.

“Are you serious- babe! What’s- babe!” Is the last thing you hear before your vision goes black.

You stir when you feel movement besides you. Slowly opening your eyes to see his leg bouncing nervously. He notices you looking and instantly grabs your hand.

“Have you not been eating? Were you waiting for me? Fuck! You fainted, I- what happened?” He rambles, eyes filled with regret.

“I felt a fever in the morning but I didn’t want to tell you because I knew how important your contract was.” You mumble, avoiding his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, babe. I was so stressed and occupied with the deal that I forgot about you and said so many regrettable things. Please, I didn’t mean anything I said. You’re not clingy. I love that you’re always watching over me. I promise, I’ll take more care. Of you and me.” He apologises, bring your hand up to kiss it.

“Here drink this.” He hands you a mug, your eyes widening as your remember the one you dropped.

“I cleaned it, don’t worry. I’m sorry. Let’s just get you feeling better, okay. The contract can wait. You’re more important.” You give him a small smile and nod.

He stays besides you until you persuade him you’re better. He kisses and hugs you until you’re both laughing like before.

Oikawa

You always told each other where you were going before leaving. It was something you did for safety. Yet, recently he’d been leaving before you wake up and coming home late. You reasoned it was probably for the upcoming game. The game that would makes his dream come true. But it did hurt that that one routine had started to break.

You had woken up to your head pounding. Your body feeling hotter than usual and the bed empty for another morning. You attempt to shake it off and go on with the day.

You’re surprised when the door open around midday and see Tooru drop his bag.

“Tooru! You’re home!” You run up to hug him but he stops you.

“Sorry, I’m just really sweaty right now.” He kisses your forehead and runs towards the bathroom.

You smile to yourself, quickly fixing lunch, in hopes you would both enjoy together. But instead, you hear him run down and reach for the door again.

“Tooru, where are you going?” You stop him, confusion on your face.

“Ah I just need to go out again. You know the game and practice.” He states grabbing his bag.

“But you just got home. Look, I made you lunch too. You can practice tomorrow. I barely see you recently! You don’t even tell when you’re leaving…” you shout.

“No! I need to go. I need to practice more. I can’t be with you all the time, every day. You’re so needy. Can’t you see how important this is for me? What? I can’t even leave my own house without telling you?” He yells in frustration.

“That’s not the problem. You- you’re not even caring about your health. I just want to make sure you’re okay!” You feel yourself burn up again.

You get closer to him, hands shivering as you feel weak.

“Listen I’m going to training! Don’t wait-“ he’s walking out the door but you reach for him, collapsing against his back.

You hear mumbling and groan as you open your eyes.

“Tooru…” you call out and he’s there in a heartbeat.

“Do you know how high your temperature was? You were burning up! And then you fainted and I-I didn’t know what happening and god if anything happened to you I would never forgive myself.” He cries, wrapping his arms around you tightly.

“I’m okay..” you whisper but he shakes his head.

“No you’re not. Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well?” He says, hurt.

“I don’t want to me a nuisance…and you haven’t really been here so I tried to shake off in the morning.” You reply.

“Since morning… please forgive me, baby. Please. I know I’ve been neglecting you and if I was here then you wouldn’t be feeling like this. I’m sorry for what I said. I know i can’t take it back but I wish I could, because it’s not true. You’re not needy. I’m just an idiot who keeps forgetting to appreciate you. Baby, I’m sorry for hurting you.” He sniffles, sitting next to you and pulling you into him.

“Tooru, you’ll get sick too.” You stress but he holds you tighter.

“Just a few more minutes. I’ve missed you too. I promise I won’t leave you and take care of you. Forever.” He kisses you deeply.

Akaashi

The best way you decided to get rid of the fever you woke up with, was to distract yourself doing anything else. You organised yourself desk, bed and even laundry. You could feel yourself getting warmer again and decide to find your boyfriend.

He’s in his study carefully editing a new clients work. He’s usually calm and collected but he’s been on edge due to the pressure from his boss. You watch him take off his glasses and rub his tired eyes. You sigh and walk in.

“Hi darling!” You say cheerfully, only to get a less enthusiastic response.

“You’ve been stuck to the desk the whole day. Come on, talk to me a bit. Think of it as a little break.” You wrap your arms around him from behind.

“I’m almost done. We can talk after.” He whispers.

“Keijiii, I’m so bored please. Plus you need to take some rest. Let’s just talk about something, like I don’t know, where we should travel to? Or maybe anything interesting that happened at work? Come on, I want to spend time with -“ you’re cut off by his stern voice.

“Gosh, why are you so talkative? I’m trying to focus on something and you keep talking and being noisy after I said we can talk later. It’s like you’re trying to annoy me on purpose!” He scrunches his fists and huffs.

“I-I’m just trying to look out for you. You know you need a break too. Don’t yell at me! Sorry I’m so talkative and trying to engage with my boyfriend, who clearly thinks I’m annoying.” You choke out, feeling a little woozy as you start to leave.

“Love, wait! I didn’t mean it…”

“Whatever…I should’ve just stayed in bed-“ you feel your eyes getting heavy, and your knees feeling weak.

“Y/n!”

You wake up a few minutes later to him wiping your face softly. You try to get up but he stops you.

“Easy, let me help.” You can hear the guilt in his voice as he sets your pillow.

“I’m sorry for shouting at you. I let my frustrations take over and put it on you. I want you to know that, I didn’t mean what I said. I should’ve paid more attention and seen you weren’t feeling well.” He fidgets with his hands, scared to look at you.

“Your words hurt, Keiji. Even if you were frustrated, just please take some breaks. You’re going to burnout if you don’t.” You cup his hands and he finally looks up.

“I know. I know, I’ll do better and listen to you. How do you feel?” He presses his hands to both your foreheads.

“Better now that you’re here.”

[aquanova99]

Peace of Mind (Paul Lahote x Reader)

Pt 2

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A/N: god I’m so sorry this took so long for such a crappy chapter. I think everyone really wanted more parts and I got really anxious about the rest of the series not being very good, I promise I’ll try to do better!

A/N: thank you to anyone who reads all this, I really appreciate it! Requests are open as always 💛

The three of you stood frozen in fear after the initial screams that left your mouth. You were the first one to react. You told Emily to get a hold of some of the other guys in just in case, but really it was more or less to calm her down since Jacob had lunged at Sam first. The other guys were probably on their way anyways, you hoped. Kim was sobbing, there wasn’t anything you could do for her. Your feet moved on their own, before you knew it you were outside.

 You did everything you could to get their attention. You screamed Jacobs name as loud as you could, throwing a rock in their formation. Suddenly there were four pairs of eyes staring at you. You saw Jacob try and lunge towards your direction but your minor distraction was enough for the other guys to take him down. The adrenaline rush that had brought you out was long gone, and now you were shaking in your spot. Emily and Kim came up next to you as the boys began to phase down. Embry and Quil had come up to see if they could help. Jacob was still seeing red, but there was nothing else he could do.

 Paul was the first to run over to you guys. “Y/n are you crazy?” He cupped your face in his hands. You didn’t even realize you had begun crying, Paul softened at this and wrapped you tightly in his arms.

 “Are you okay?” you asked him

 He scoffed, “Of course I am, what were you thinking?”

 “I don’t know, he wasn’t going to stop—”

 “Hey hey shh, its fine. You helped us pin him down. Just—just don’t do that again.”

 “Don’t plan on it.” He finally let go of you and you were able to take in your surroundings with the other couples. Kim was still sobbing and Jared was trying to calm her down, while Sam was sitting on the steps to his house with Emily leaning against his shoulder.

“Whats Jacob going to do now?”

 Paul looked away, “I’m not sure. I’d put money that hes going to try and track them down but I don’t know what will happen he cant find them…”

 “Paul I want to go home.”

You had a bad feeling in the pit of your stomach. Paul could see how anxious you were and after talking to Sam took you back to your place. You couldn’t shake the bad feeling off of you. You knew that you should probably talk to Paul about it, but what could you say, that you had a feeling that Jacob was coming back? That you were in danger? You chalked it up to anxiety over the nights events. The ride over to your home was silent, you knew Paul could tell how anxious you were feeling but there wasn’t much to say. When you had got home you trudged to your room.

 “Babe, nothing is going to happen to you.” Paul said as he tucked you in, you wanted to believe him but that feeling in your stomach grew.

 “Can you just cuddle me tonight.”

 “Of course.” Paul snuggled in next you and got as close as you possibly could. You felt him fall asleep before you did. Nightmares seemed to flash in your mind and kept you awake, until eventually exhaustion kicked in.

 You woke up to Paul cooking breakfast the next morning, you felt a lot calmer but there was still something bothering you, and the fact you couldn’t put your finger on it irritated you. You didn’t want to worry Paul any more so you decided to sit on whatever was happening to you.

 “Good morning beautiful.” Paul greeted you as you walked into the kitchen, a smile crept onto your face, you enjoyed these kinds of morning with Paul.

 “Hey you.” You wrapped your arms around his waist, “Since when do you wake up before me?”

 “You seemed like you needed the sleep.” He turned around to kiss your forehead, “You should know I guess Billy called Sam early this morning. Jacob is gone.”

 You felt the sinking feeling in your stomach grow, “Where did he even go?”

 “I guess hes going to try and go see if they are with those other bloodsuckers in Alaska. They were the first ones to come and try to help the Cullens.”

 “I doubt theyd be dumb enough to go there. Where would he go after that, and what happens if they think hes a threat and just… I don’t know—”

 “Kill him?” You nodded, ”I don’t know. It will take him a few days to get over there. Longer if he goes without phasing. Which he should if he wants them to hear him out.”

 “They wouldn’t stay anywhere he could find them, the cullens probably warned them too.”

 Paul shrugged, “I just hope he chills out, hes outnumbered everywhere he goes. He has to accept shes gone.”

 You just nodded. Something was telling you he’d be back soon. You tried your best to continue ignoring it. Paul kissed your cheek before going off to work. You followed suit quickly after.

 Weeks passed with the feeling in your gut growing larger every day. It got to the point where you really thought you were going to be sick. Paul had even brought up how little you had begun eating. Then one morning it vanished just as quickly as it had come. This somehow made you panic even more.  You went off to go to work at the school. Everything was going eerily smooth. When you saw a familiar vehicle waiting for you, you were almost relieved that your gut feeling hadn’t been wrong. Almost.

 “What do you want Jacob?”

 “Ouch, you didn’t miss me even a little, y/n?”

 “Cant say I did.”

 “Look, I came to make amends with everyone. I’m…. sorry about that night. Why don’t I give you a ride back to your place.”

 “No thanks, I was actually heading to Sam and Emilys.” That was definitely not true but he didn’t need to know that.

 “What a coincidence, I was going to drop Kim off there too.” He gestured to Kim sitting his car, was he serious? Theres no way she was dumb enough to do that. You needed to get a hold of Paul immediately.

 “No thanks, I’d rather wait for Paul to take me. I just—I came out for some fresh air. I’ll just wait for him inside.” You turned to go back into the building but Jacob was faster than you gave him credit for. You felt his hand wrap around you arm.

 “Get in the car, y/n.” He growled low into your ear. His grip tightened and you knew you didn’t have much of a choice. He led you to the backseat with Kim.

 “Are you okay?” You asked as after he all but shoved you in there. She quickly nodded.

 “Jacob?” Someone called him from outside the car.

 “Fuck.” He whispered under his breath and closed the door to talk to whoever had recognized him.

 “We don’t have much time. We need to find someone from the pack.”

 “How? If you haven’t noticed hes faster and stronger than both of us.”

 “Do you know who he’s talking to?’

 “Yeah I think so.”

 “Okay then get out and start a conversation. And tell them you need to use the bathroom or something just go and find a way to call someone.”

 “I tried he took my phone.” You sighed and threw your phone at her you didn’t have much time left.

 “Hurry up please.” You rolled the window of the car down, you noticed it was one of your coworkers and tried to talk to him to give Kim more time. “Oh hey I thought it was you!”

 “Y/n what are you doing in Jacobs car?”

 “Oh he said he was going to take me and my friend to Emily’s.” Kim got out of the car just in time.

 “Oh wow I haven’t seen you in while!”

 “Kim right?” She nodded, “wow how are you?”

 “I’m really good, but—could you actually show me where the bathroom in this school is. I really have to go.”

 “You cant hold it?” Jacob asked through gritted teeth, it was just angry enough to catch your coworkers attention.

 “Come on Jake, we can wait for a little bit right?” His eyes flared at you. You knew he figured out this was your idea. You also knew that there was no way he was going to wait for Kim.

 “Well actually I told my dad I’d help him with something so Kim either you hold it or I can just take y/n. You did say you had to meet Paul right?”

 “We can go together Jacob, why don’t you just help your dad out.” Kim was finally gathering her senses.

 “That sounds like a great idea.” You said as you tried scooting over to Kims door as quickly as possible but I guess Jacob was done caring who saw him. He jumped in the drivers seat and sped out of the parking lot quicker than you had even thought possible. Your head lurched forward and hit the passenger seat. You barely sat back up before Jacob barked at you to close the door Kim had just got out of. You should have just hoped for the best and jumped out but you were too disoriented to really know what was going on anymore.

 “You’ve always been smart y/n. You should have gotten out when you had the chance.”

 “I’ll keep that in mind for next time.” You sat back and crossed your arms. You heard Jacob chuckle.

 “yeah sure.”

 “What do you want with me Jacob?”

 “Nothing personal hun, I need you to help me find Nessie.”

 “And how exactly am I supposed to help you find Restaurant?”

 “I know Sam probably had the docs number still. He’s only going to call them if I have some leverage.”

 “So you thought taking the imprints would help you?”

 “Would have worked out better with all of you, but you and Emily will do.”

 “Yeah because Emily will fall for whatever you try to pull.”

 “She’ll go if she sees you’re in trouble.”

 “And what makes you think that Kim hasn’t let someone know whats going on already?” As if on cue you heard howling in the distance. “You’re crazy if you think you’ll get anywhere near Emily now.”

 “You should still be enough. I just need Sam to be convincerd to give me the doctors phone number. If you’re gone Paul will do anything to get you back. And the girls will feel guilty that you’re the only one who had to deal with this. SO Sam will do what I want.”

 “And if the Cullens changed their phones?” That wasn’t the right thing to say. Apparently his plan wasn’t foolproof.

 “You better hope they didn’t.”

 You knew that they had though, you could feel it. You knew this wouldn’t end well for you, but you were worried about Paul. You didn’t want him to go back to being the angry hurt boy you used to know.

“Where are we going Jacob?”

 “Don’t worry about it.” You felt Jacob suddenly slam the brakes and as the car began to spin, your head hit something hard and your vision went black.

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[rayofsunas]

s/o goes on a mission with them.

A/n: so, as you may or may not have seen by my recent “updates” I’m obsessed with genshin, and I’m pretty sure for one day I played for a solid 5 hours- my eyes hurt pls. but I did miss writing, I’ve just been unmotivated and busy with college stuff (mainly stressing, I haven’t even started my essay yet shh). n e ways, here’s an update, I hope this quenches your thirst 🙊

Summary: s/o goes on a mission with them. 

Parings: Kaeya/Reader, Diluc/Reader, Xiao/Reader, Scaramouche/Reader (all with a fem reader)

Warnings: crack, swearing, worrying Teyvat bois

Word count: 1.7k

Kaeya

when you’re assigned to be on a mission just the two of you, you assume he’s happy, and don’t get me wrong, he totally is!

usually you’re never on missions together, deciding it was better that way because you both get distracted (you realized after marrying, space was always nice too, space was healthy)

though the decision mainly came about because you two good around a lot... and other things 😏

no but deep down he’s worried when you go on this mission together, it’s been a while since the two of you have, a little too long, and the nerves came back

he’s always worried whenever you go on missions, and sure he’ll always be there to protect you when he’s with you (not that you need it) but anything can happen

sure taking out a bunch of Hilichurls was deemed easy, especially together, but he still worried

he never said a word about it though, he’d always keep a watchful eye on you (he does have a reputation to keep after all)

“Ya know, you did well today.” You said plopping down beside your husband, using your pyro ability to light the twigs and leaves in front of you.

“Of course I did,” he boasted, eye lighting up in the dark of the night. “What kind of Knight would I be if I hadn’t, babe.”

You groaned in annoyance, this was the ever so haughty husband you knew.

“Please, I could’ve easily wiped your ass if it weren’t for the fact that we haven’t been paired together in a while; I forgot about your skill.” You teased. The cryo user glared at you.

“Skill? Surely, I have more than one.” He snipped teasingly. Your head shook, feigning innocence. “Are you sure?” A hum sounded in your throat. “I couldn’t tell... Maybe if you hadn’t been staring holes into me every time I used my sword, I could see your progression.”

Kaeya visibly tensed, but he tried to make it go unnoticed, you saw his shoulders raise slightly. 

“Hmm?” You laughed wholeheartedly. 

“Don’t ‘hmm’ me, mister.”

Despite having been caught, a grin spread across his face, he was enjoying your teasing tonight it seemed.

“There’s a reason we don’t go on missions together, but, I did have fun with you today, despite the worrying part.”

Diluc

um, the ever so stoic and emotionless fire boy is WORRIED AF

and he accidentally lets it show

he’s totally fine if you’re only going against a few low-rank Hilichurls and Slime, but against any of the Hypostasis’s, he’s worried for your wellbeing (after a few days of trying to beat one of the Hypostasis’s I finally did, APPLAUD ME PLS, I was crying)

the very first mission you went on together, the job was done quickly and without much trouble, but before and after, he would not stop asking you if you would like to be escorted back to the Knights headquarters

he said it was his duty to protect any and every Mondstadt Citizen

you knew he was also just particularly worried about you

despite being worried, he is happy you’re here, though wishes it were under different circumstances other than battle 

he rarely sees you, so it’s a nice change to be placed on a mission together instead of alone, you missed each others company

BUT HE’S STILL WORRIED

“I’m a Knight of Favonius, I don’t particularly need to be escorted back, I appreciate your concern though.” Poor Diluc, the face he made looked like pure defeat, you used the Knight of Favonius card on him. And yes, you were capable, but he did know a certain Knights of Favonius Captain who he loathed a little too much,

“That’s why I’m worried.”

You scoffed at his jab, though it didn’t necessarily hurt too much.  

“Please, I can handle myself. We’re not all like Captain Kaeya, but even then give him some credit!”

“I know you’re more than capable but-”

”No buts! Let me do what I know how, please. Or else I could slip up, and then actually put myself in danger.”

“Okay...” You nodded, sending a soft thanks to your lover's way, but he just stared at you before muttering, “But let me escort you back to Mondstadt.”

👁 👄 👁

“I’m sorry, did you hear a word I just said?”

“I see your skills darling, but-” He paused, noticing how your arms folded across your chest. You were annoyed. “I’d much prefer if you took care of the greatest battle of all; Kaeya.”

“Kaeya does not need my assistance.”

“He’s probably in a ditch somewhere, and it would be much appreciated by Jean if we did not leave him to rot there,” Diluc explained. 

You had seen Kaeya earlier, and yes although he usually frequented the bars and whatnot, he was surprisingly sober. He hadn’t promised he would stay that way, but it would take hours for said man to get completely drunk to the point where he was immobile. You had only left Mondstadt four hours ago. 

“Amber can find him. She did last time,” He watched in disbelief as you sauntered off towards the hill in front of you, dead set on continuing your mission. “Come on I see an Electro Hypostasis ahead.”

“Also, you could’ve just said you were worried about me, instead of trying to send me back home! Kaeya is fine, worrywart.”

Xiao

it’s not that he’s worried about you and it’s not that he shouldn’t be worried either 

he can be both given the right moment

the only reason he doesn’t want you going with him is because he claims he focuses better on missions alone

you could understand where he was coming from, but you would’ve liked to have gone with him when he first left

you mentioned going on a mission with him in Liyue the night before he locked you in your Liyue Harbor Guesthouse room 

you were still asleep when he’d snuck out and had found a note in the sheets where he’d previously been sleeping hours ago

it read, went on a quick mission, be back soon. - Xiao

...one of the cleaning ladies had come to your rescue after seeing various lounge chairs from the hallway stacked and pushed against the door (she was supposed to clean the room that morning after having seen Xiao leaving, figuring it was empty to begin cleaning)

she was shocked to see you hurriedly throwing your shoes on and grabbing your spear, confused obviously

she’d asked if you were being held against your will or if you were in danger, but you’d dashed off before you could give her an answer

eventually after asking a few Liyue Harbor Merchants, you were able to get a rough estimate as to where your boyfriend went

when you finally caught up to him, out of breath, he was somewhat shocked to see you

“Hey!” You called after the ancient man, watching with glee as he turned around with wide eyes. “Locking me in the room seriously?”

“I didn’t think you’d catch up. I left hours ago.”

“I thought so too. But one of the Merchants gave me a shortcut to your destination.”

“Interesting.” He said, hand going to his chin in thought. 

“That’s it? That’s all you have to say?!” 

“Interesting.” You mocked 

He stared blankly, without a doubt the gears working in his brain, spinning and ticking at an unbelievable rate. 

“No, one more thing... How did you get out of the room? I barricaded it.” 

👁 👄 👁

Scaramouche

you better be someone who can handle yourself, and you probably are, or else he would not be able to stand being with you romantically AT ALL

he’s had you practice with him, just to show him what you’re capable of, before he ever allowed you to travel with him

after deeming you a worthy opponent, he decided you would fair well with him

he would’ve never allowed you to come if he knew you’d be a burden, slow him, or get hurt

after you proved yourself, he does not doubt you so he’s not going to be worried at all

he’s only worried if you start slowing him down, then he’ll think you’re incompetent to be traveling together

if you slow him down, you’re being sent home, no questions asked

though because he does love you, you receive a bit of a less severe punishment for doing something wrong on a mission

he may ask you once or twice to keep up with him, or take your enemies out without less hesitation, but that’s if he feels particularly generous, most of the times he’s harsh and will not tolerate your mistakes, no chances given

fortunately for you, he felt extremely generous today

It was truly evident that you were slowly pissing off the sixth Harbinger and he was losing his patience with you. Yet you continued flirting with him to get a rise out of said man (yeah, same); he often reacted, and you enjoyed it when he did. You liked seeing him react and appear differently than always being so uptight and mean.

It was a common belief that he often traveled with a young woman, who had Pyro for a vision, and she was strong but often loved to distract and tease her fellow Harbinger. You were not so surprisingly, that young woman.

“Keep up, I won’t ask you again.” 

Today, you were on a mission together which wasn’t rare, but your other mission was to piss him off as much as you could. So, you purposely walked behind him, very slow. Pretending to take in the chilly scenery of Snezhnaya, although you had seen it thousands of times, acting as if it was something new. 

“You said that the last two times.” You said, cheerfully laughing to yourself when you heard him growl lowly. He didn’t pay any mind to your retort but began showing more signs that he was aggravated.

He hissed, “There’s not much to admire, you can barely see.” Yes, he was right, he’d caught onto your antics very fast, but that didn’t matter.

“As I said, if you keep slowing me down, I’ll continue without you.” Your eyes rolled. Would he?

“Leaving a member of the Harbinger behind wouldn’t be very honorary, but if I must, I will.”

A pout took shape on your lips. “Please, you wouldn’t leave your lovely girlfriend out here to freeze would you?”

“You have pyro abilities, you would fair just fine.”

“Hmm... I suppose so, but I’d get lonely.” 

“Then be quiet and walk faster.”

1.13.21, rayofsunas

[firetrucks-fastcars]

Christmas Tree Farm

TWP 12 Days of Tarlos @tarlosweeklyprompts

Dec. 13: Christmas Tree Shopping

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Winter in Austin was a different kind of cold. TK was used to snow and ice, all of the things that came with winter in the North. This was a different kind of cold. This cold seeped through his layers of a hoodie and coat, chilling him to the bone. He pressed a little closer to Carlos, wrapping his chilled hands around his bicep as they walked through the Christmas market set up downtown. 

“Are you cold babe?” Carlos asked.

“A little,” TK admitted, breath clouding around his face as he spoke. 

“I’m getting you a better jacket for Christmas. I don’t like you being cold.”

“I don’t like it either.”

“We can go home if you want. We can do this on a day that’s less cold.”

“Nope. We promised Noah we’d have a Christmas tree when we got home and I will not disappoint him.”

“He’s two, baby. I promise he won’t know the difference if we have a tree today or next week.”

“No, but I will. This is his first Christmas with us and I want it to be perfect. So let’s go get our kid a Christmas tree.”

Carlos rolled his eyes at his husband’s antics and pulled him closer as they walked. They stopped at a few of the stands along the way, browsing for gifts for Andrea and some of their friends. TK found a handmade ornament of Captain America’s shield that he knew Mateo would love and a handmade vegan candle for Owen. They bought hot chocolate from one of the stands, and even though TK said it didn’t measure up to the Reyes family recipe they both held the styrofoam cups tightly, letting the heat seep into their cold fingers. 

Carlos was distracted for a while by a stand with handmade wooden children's toys and ended up buying a farm animal puzzle and a set of stacking blocks for Noah even though he had told TK two days before that he had far too many presents already. 

After almost two hours of mindless browsing and the purchase of one too many presents for all of the people in their lives, they finally made it for what they came for, their tree. The lot was full of them, despite it being only a few weeks before Christmas.

“Can I help you guys?” an older gentleman approached them, a name tag that read ‘Steve’ attached to his shirt. 

“We’re here for a tree,” Carlos answered.

“Perfect, that’s our specialty. How big of a tree are you looking for?”

“Our ceilings are about nine feet tall.”

“I’d recommend around an eight-foot tree, just to have a little bit of clearance between it and your ceiling. All of the eight-foot trees are on that side,” he pointed to a section to their right. “Let me know when you’ve found something and we’ll get it for you.”

“Thank you.”

They walked around the section of trees for a few minutes, ducking in between rows. The trees were enormous and TK could already imagine Noah’s little hands yanking the ornaments off the bottom branches. 

“Babe, come here,” Carlos called from another row.

TK moved toward his voice until he met him in front of a tree, full and the brightest green TK had ever seen. 

“What do you think?”

“I think it’s perfect, babe.”

Twenty minutes later, the tree was loaded into the back of the truck and tied down with straps to keep it secure. TK had checked it twice, having responded to one too many Christmas tree-related accidents in the past week. (Okay it was two, but his point still stood). 

It took both of them to maneuver the tree into the house, glad that Judd and Grace had taken Noah for the day. Dancing around a toddler while they attempted to get everything set up would have been a nightmare. 

TK called Judd, letting him know it was safe to bring Noah back, as Carlos went to the garage to drag out the decorations.

“Daddy!” Noah squealed as Judd opened the door, waddling across the room as fast as his little legs would carry him and straight into TK’s arms.

“Hi, bubba! Did you have fun with Uncle Judd?”

Noah nodded and leaned his head against TK’s shoulder, “Papa?”

“I’m right here buddy,” Carlos answered, putting down the box of ornaments he was holding in order to kiss his son. 

“He just had lunch about an hour ago,” Judd said, handing off Noah’s backpack. “He’s probably gonna be ready for a nap. He and Charlie haven’t stopped playing around all day.”

“I figured. He’s about to pass out right here,” TK chuckled. “I’m gonna go put him down for a nap.”

“Thanks for watching him today Judd,” Carlos said, walking the other man to the door.

“It’s no problem. I’ll see y’all later.”

While Noah was down for his nap, TK and Carlos began decorating. Everything they owned by way of Christmas decorations was a mix of what they’d owned before they moved in together and some things they bought for themselves along the way. 

TK teared up slightly as he pulled his mom’s menorah from the box. He sat it gently on the table using a cloth to carefully swipe a bit of dust from the metal surface. Carlos abandoned his task and wrapped his arms around his waist. 

“I wish she was here,” TK whispered.

“I know you do baby. But she is, in a way. She’s always here, looking out for you. And she’d be so proud of the man and father that you are Tyler.”

“It’s just hard, doing this without her. I want Jonah to have holidays with his mom and Noah to have them with his grandma.”

“Then they’re lucky to have you,” Carlos kissed his temple. “You are going to give them holidays they won’t ever forget. I promise.”

TK nodded and turned around to kiss him over his shoulder.

“Let’s finish getting this tree up before the little monster wakes up.”

They were putting the finishing touches on just as Noah’s calls for them rang out from the baby monitor. Carlos retrieved him, placing a gentle hand over his eyes and he carried him into the living room.

Seeing his face light up as he looked up at the tree almost brought them both to tears. They took about a million pictures, letting Noah explore, playing with plastic ornaments, and feeling the texture of the branches on his hands. The fun was cut short by a mild meltdown when they had to explain to Noah that the presents under the tree were his, but he couldn’t open them yet. Luckily it was solved fairly easily with a snack as Carlos began working on dinner for the three of them. 

The collective puppy eyes of his husband and son convinced Carlos to allow them to eat in the living room while watching The Polar Express. Noah fell asleep again, curled up on the cushions between them, stuffed bunny tucked under his chin. They let him rest there, the movie still playing as they relaxed together.

“We should probably put him to bed,” TK whispered as the credits began to roll. 

“Nah, let him sleep here for a little longer.”

Carlos ran a hand through his son’s hair, marveling at his tiny human for a little while. Every day, he couldn’t believe how lucky he and TK were that they got to be his parents. 

“What are you thinking about over there?”

“How lucky we are. We have a perfect kid TK.”

“Yeah, we do.”

Eventually, they decided that their bed on the couch wasn’t conducive to a good night’s sleep. They took Noah to his bed, tucking him in with his blanket and his bunny. They stood over him for a minute, watching him in a way that would be creepy if they weren’t his parents.

“I love him.”

“Me too,” Carlos whispered.

“We’re gonna give him the best Christmas ever right?”

“Absolutely.”