#like yea. he would have a hair crown

[ejaysstuff]

There aren't many jinzha designs but I like how some are similar where like. he has a hair crown and pretty privilege

[toomuchbirth]

Birth Quickie 2:

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I hadn't thought it would feel like this.

Sure I’d seen shows. Even videos. I assumed they were playing it up, being dramatic. It was taking all my focus not to scream with the contractions, or break down sobbing as I felt this parasite moving down inside me. I hadn't meant for it to.happen here, like this. I was supposed to be hiding in the shed, or at least the basement.

Then mom and dad had friends from the office over and asked me to stay upstairs. I didn't argue, assumed it would be ok. Then contractions started getting worse, my waters broke and soaked my sweats and panties. I knew from looking into it that didn't really mean anything. Sure, it was alarming, but come on. I could have hours still, even the better part of a day.

Of course, I couldn't be that lucky. I sat on the edge of my bed, facing away from the door, breathing through cramp after cramp. I was timing them, but I got really scared once I got around six minutes apart. Then I got a feeling like I kinda needed to use the bathroom, but I didn't want to risk getting stuck in there if the little accident was closer than I thought.

Turns out it was. That subtle bathroom-y feeling was a pushy feeling trying to creep in. I tried to fight it as long as I could, burning up in my layered T-shirt and long sleeve I’d been wearing to try to hide my growing belly from my parents. The urge got worse, stronger, more urgent as time went on. Contractions getting closer and closer, it started to hurt to not push. I barely managed to stay quiet, keeping my breath as steady as possible, eyes closed tight as I began to give in against my will, my body pushing on its own even as I fought it.

I tried to make a new plan on the fly. It was clearly coming. I’d have it and try to climb out the window, leave it at a shelter like I originally planned. I just needed to stay calm, let it come as quietly as I could. Mom and Dad could NOT know I had gotten pregnant, ever. Let alone how it had happened. I couldn't imagine how they would react but I know it would be horrible.

Speaking of horrible, the pain and pressure was getting worse. I had started pushing without meaning to, and at this point gave up fighting my body. This was happening, here and now. Gripping my blanket and lifting my knees slightly, I let out the tiniest grunt, face scrunching with effort and toes curling. I could immediately feel an entire new sensation. Not just the intense pressure of a head just inside my vagina, but BURNING. My lips were spreading, I was starting to crown into my soaked panties.

This was really happening. I was having a baby for him and he didn't even know, didn't care… it hurt so bad, I couldn't stand thinking about him, having a normal dinner happy and just thinking about the rest later this week, his latest practice, he probably barely remembered what he'd done-

The door opened to my bedroom, and I jumped with shock. “Hey… I just wanted to check in on you. Are you ok, sweetie?” I took a breath,.steadied myself, very vividly aware of the straining teardrop of my most intimate place hidden inside my clothes. “Y-yea! I’m doing fine! Just… you know. Thinking about stuff.” I tried to smile, looking back over my shoulder.

God, I was so hot. I could feel the sweat running down my face, soaking into my shirt. My hair was a mess, sticking to me and itself. I looked like a disaster. I looked like some dumb girl giving birth to a baby she didn't want in her bedroom, hoping her parents wouldn't catch her. I was so stupid, how did I think I could get away with this?!

“You’re probably annoyed with us, huh? I keep telling your father that we shouldn't make you go to your room when our friends are over, but he just says you probably don't want to be around anyway…”

“It’s f-fine!” I managed, and I prayed she didn’t hear the raised pitch of my voice, the way my smile looked like grit teeth, my hands twisting in the sheets as my body started to push on its own again, another contraction squeezing me tight. “Really! I just have stuff going on, and… I g-get it. You guys are people too… and I… I really do get it!” Fuck… I could feel the head… it wasn't a teardrop anymore… it was a full crown… no… worse, it… it-!

I convulsed as a sudden burst of movement overwhelmed me. The entire head slipped free of me, making a huge bulge in my underwear and sweatpants. Oh god, if Mom looked around me just a tiny bit, she’d see the soaked fabric, the shape of a baby coming out of her daughter in shameful secret. I heard the patter of fluid hitting the carpet impossibly loudly. There’s no way Mom wouldn't catch me. My life was over. She would make me keep it and I would be the first girl with a kid in my class and for Him no less…

“I appreciate it, hon.” Mom said, a sigh in her voice. “I just don't want to miss you while we have you in our lives. You’ve grown up so fast. Some girls your age have kids already, can you believe it? But I know you’re smarter than to ever let anything like that happen to you.”

I wanted to scream, everything felt so wrong. “Yea! You taught me to be careful!” I managed to sneak out, back arching slightly, I HOPED subtly, as I pushed in front of her. It was coming out. Oh god the shoulders were so big… this was torture, they were bulging me so hard, my body was straining… I was giving birth!!!

“Well… your dad is probably worried about me. I just wanted to make sure you were ok. I worry about you, you know? I want you to know we care about you, we’re here for you. I love you.”

I couldn't stop pushing. I fought to keep the growl of effort out of my voice. “I love you too, mom.” I sounded hoarse, strained, but seemingly not too much. She closed the door and I heard her walk away.

Seconds after the couldn’t see me anymore, the inevitable happened. The shoulders slipped free, and the body slithered out of my most intimate place, filling my clothes as I sagged in exhaustion. “Oh god… oh god… I just gave birth…” I whisper-panted to myself, praying I could get away with this. I just wanted my normal life back.

[ssweeterthanfiction]

Cruel Summer

summer camp counselor!finnick odair…

(PT. ONE!! day camp)

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who would be the first at camp to set up, you being the second, so for an hour it’s just you and him setting up the rooms for the kids and organizing the activities for the day.

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who’s every kids favorite counselor

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who knows every kids name and what they like!

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who starts the day off by getting the kids excited and stretched out for the day

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who isn’t in the same group as you but constantly talks to you during breaks, talks to you over the walkie talkies, texts you, and coincidentally takes his group to the bathroom at the same time as you do

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who after seeing that you take the bus to and from camp insists on driving you home himself. He just wants to spend time with you.

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who always orders you lunch and eats with you during your lunch break. (even if you brought your own food from home)

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who always is always prepared with hand sanitizer, tissues, sunscreen, and has a little portable fan for you to beat the cruel summer heat.

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who has kids constantly bringing him little gifts. From arts and crafts they made during craft time, to little pebbles and flowers from trips to the park

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who has a few admirers, aka the girls first crush. So he always has a few cards with hearts and a few pieces of candy he shares with you.

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who has a bunch of kids chasing after him while the camp is on a trip at the park

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who sits with you on the bus whenever the camp has a trip to the museum, water park, zoo, or wherever it is you guys are going to

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who talks about you to his group of kids, resulting in them running up to you whenever you pass by their classroom or in the hallways…

“Miss (Y/N)! Mr. Finnick said your hair is pretty like that!”

“Miss (Y/N)! Mr. Finnick said that your eyes are pretty in the sun!”

“Miss (Y/N)! Mr. Finnick said that you look pretty today…and everyday!”

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who sends his kids to your classroom with small gifts. It’s often that you hear the voice of one of Finnick’s kids saying “Miss (Y/N)! Mr. Finnick said to give this to you!” They bring handmade bracelets, daisy chain necklaces and crowns, little clay hearts, and the occasional seashell.

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who after many gifts, lots of flirting and texting, finally asks you out on a trip to the beach while you guys are watching your kids play in the gym. You say yes immediately, you’ve been waiting for him to ask you after all!

summer camp counselor!finnick odair who’s kid summer camp counselor!finnick odair s start to realize that you two are spending a lot more time together after your two groups are assigned to every activity together.

So while you guys are sitting on a park bench together, a group of kids go up to Finnick and say…

“Mr. Finnick, are you Miss (Y/N)’s boyfriend?”

Finnick laughs, confirms and gives you a kiss on the cheek, resulting in them saying “Eww!!!! He kissed her!” Which ends up in Finnick chasing them around the playground while you sit on the bench and laugh your ass off.

hope u guys liked this little post! working at a summer camp has definitely been so much fun so far, and finnick being a counselor has been on my mind recently so here is what i’ve been thinking abt! the next part of wait for your love should be out by this weekend and it’s not too far from being finished! but yea, i hope u guys enjoyed and hope u guys have a good rest of ur day!

[sanriotraffy]

Vanilla Perfume

Zoroxreader- no warnings only fluff <3

Zoro is not weak. In fact he’s far from weak, he’s wayyyy too strong. But every strong man has its weakness, and Zoro’s weakness was your perfume. That damn expensive signature perfume you’ve been wearing since before you first joined the crew. A vanilla scent, not your boring average vanilla scent but a superior, warm, spicy, and sweet vanilla that haunts Zoro. One whiff and he’s on his knees ready to worship and pray to the owner of the scent, which is obviously you.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were going out?” Zoro was pissed. Pissed because you both had agreed on staying in the Sunny and watching a movie with some food from a nearby restaurant and obviously some booze (and hydrating facemasks too). But when Robin pointed out that the island has some of the best night life in the world you knew you had to have a girls night even if Zoro got mad at you for ditching plans after he ordered food and found a movie.

Did you feel bad? Yea, but if you didn’t go out tonight you’d regret not going. So you did what you had to do. Get ready with the girls and escape while Zoro napped. And maybe you added something to his booze so he would sleep longer. Just because you’re a loving girlfriend it doesn’t mean you can’t commit pirate acts against your man.

“You’re such a bad girl you know, Zoro is gonna wake up pissed when he wakes up and doesn’t find you anywhere” Nami laughs, wasted. “Oh, I will be fine don’t you even worry girl, I have my ways” You replied sloppily, twice as wasted as her. “Oh, and speaking of the devil” Robin spoke pointing to Zoro, who was making its way to your table thru the crowd.

“Let’s go” he spoke when he finally got to you. “But I’m with the girls. The fuck?” You were giving him unnecessary sass that he didn’t appreciate at this moment. He rolled his eyes and told you to get up but you refused again which made Robin (the most sober out of the three) burst out laughing. Zoro rolled his eyes at her, it’s not even funny.

Eventually Zoro won, and got you to leave the bar with him. You were too drunk and sleepy to complain at this point. “Zorooooo, pleaseeeeeeee I’m sorryyyyyyyyy” you apologized to him as he ignored you the whole walk back to the ship. “You think a simple apology is enough after you cancelled our plans after I bought the food you wanted and the movie, and you cancelled without telling me, you just snuck off and lets not forget about the fact that you literally drugged me like I’m your enemy or something” he was mad, he had the right to. “Im sorry baby” you got closer to him eventually wrapping your arms around his waist and looking up at him with the prettiest eyes you can give him. “We haven’t had a girls night in so long, just us, the girls” you pouted at him. He just stared fighting his inner demons. You knew he smelt you, you knew he smelt the lethal perfume combo you chose today. The best vanilla scents in your collection + vanilla honey hair perfume, oh Zoro is a dead man.

“You know you’re getting away with so much shit because you smell so good and I don’t think it’s fair” he complained. You just giggled. “It’s my magic”

———

But wearing the same scent every day gets boring sometimes. “Baby I’m back!” You climb onto the crowns nest to show Zoro a haul of all the stuff you bought at the new island they arrived at. And as soon as you entered a new scent invaded Zoro’s nose. A pleasant sweet cherry scent with a familiar vanilla scent. The smell of an angel to him but a simple good perfume layering to you. “What took you so long?” He dramatically drops the dumbbell he was using to turn to you with a frown. You don’t care that he pretends to be annoyed with you as you cover his face in kisses with the new lipstick you’ve gotten at the store. “This store I went to had a variety of perfumes I had to smell every single one, AND I restocked on my signature scent as well” You kiss the perfume bottle showing it off to your still “annoyed” man.

“We were supposed to go watch that movie with the princess and the knight. You took way too long I had to go with the cook. It was embarrassing but I didn’t want that ticket to go to waste” he grumbled. You laughed. You knew that he liked spending time with Sanji (sometimes), even if he refused to admit it. They’re basically besties.

“Oh yea, well let me make it up to you baby” you stand on your tippies wrapping your arms around his sweaty neck and start kissing it. “Cant. Working out” he says but does nothing to stop you. It’s hard to resist you, specially with that new perfume. “But Zo-“ he couldn’t play it cool anymore. The cherry-vanilla scent won, meaning you had won, meaning you got your way again. Damn woman.

[sethsclearwater]

Please could you write Paul’s girlfriend/imprint finding out about imprinting for the first time and being upset because she thinks it means he was kinda forced to ask her out? Happy ending pls

soft paul🥺🥺

...

"so you're like stuck with me for the rest of your life?" you asked softly, peeking up at paul who just let out a nervous laugh, running his fingers through his hair as he nodded.

"i mean i wouldn't say stuck is the right word," he explained, "but yea, i'd like to be with you for the rest of my life," he murmured, offering you a small smile as he explained himself.

you nodded, letting out a soft sigh, "so the only reason you wanted to go out with me is because you imprinted on me?" you asked softly, frowning a bit as you realized he would probably have never gone out with you if it weren't for the stupid imprint.

"what?" he asked, watching you carefully, "you think the only reason i like you is because of the imprint?" he asked incredulously, letting out a soft soft sigh when you nodded, bottom lip warbling as tears threatened to spill over your waterline.

"oh princess," paul murmured, pulling you into his lap and holding you close, "that couldn't be further from the truth," he cooed, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head, "you know how long i've liked you for?" he asked teasingly, chuckling when you shook your head.

"since freshman year of high school," he mused, "didn't think i had a chance with a pretty little thing like yourself though." he added, offering you a soft smile as you blushed, quickly shifting in his lap so you could wrap your legs around his waist and bury your face in his shoulder.

"promise?" you murmured into his shoulder, eliciting another breathy laugh from the male.

"promise." he reassured, pressing a soft kiss to your hair.

[judesmoonbeauty]

Only Look At Me CE: Victor

This is a fan translation only. Not 100% accurate, so please expect grammatical errors. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my translations elsewhere. Dividers: @/natimiles. Thank you for your support! ☾.

There was a large long box  with a handle that was placed in the lounge room.

(It’s big enough for someone to fit inside, but I wonder what it’s going to be used for.)

Just as I tried to open it -

Victor: Seems like it’s been found.

Surprised by his voice I let go of it, he approached with a bitter smile on his face.

Kate: What is this?

Victor: It’s a new magic trick gadget!

Opening the box revealed nothing, but a dark empty space.

Kate: It looks like an ordinary box…..what sort of magic tricks can it do?

Victor: I’m glad you asked!* It’s a magic trick you can use to escape from an ordinary box.

Kate: Oh, I’ve seen that before!

Victor: Since Vogel is here, I was thinking of performing a magic show as a welcome reception.

Victor: I wanted to take the opportunity to try something new.

Kate: Well, they did say they wanted to deepen our friendship.

Kate: I should also speak to and get to know them!

(I know what Harrison said, but it’s important to get to know the person.)

I suddenly noticed Victor staring at me…..

Kate: What’s the matter?

Victor: You’re such a kind-hearted young lady, but I want you to know more about Crown.

His shoulders were slumped down, and he seemed lonely,

Victor: And of course, about me too.

I could tell by his playful wink, that he really didn’t mind.

Victor: Now, in order to regain Miss Robin’s attention, I shall monopolize your time!

Victor: First of all, I’d like for you to help me practice some magic tricks, okay?

I was happy when he said that he wanted me to help him practice, so I gave a BIG nod.

Kate: Please just leave it to me!

Once I entered the box, I found that it was spacious enough for one person to fit inside.

Victor: There is a mechanism inside, and if you touch it, the back plate comes off.

There wasn’t any switch in the box,

Victor: The manual should be around here somewhere, but…..

He leaned forward, half way inside.

As I watched his hands search for the switch earnestly,

Kate: Oh, isn’t this it?

Victor: THAT’S IT!!

I found a slight protrusion, and he happily pressed it.

The next moment,

Victor: Huh?

Kate: Woah.

The door suddenly closed and we were trapped inside the box.

Victor: That was surprising….are you alright, Kate?

Kate: Yea, I’m okay……

(What should I do, we’re super close…!)

With our bodies close together, I could hear our breathing in a way I normally couldn’t.

There was a small gap between us thanks to his hand against the wall, but in this darkness, with the slightest movement we’d be pressed together.

Kate: You know how to open it from the inside, right?

I asked trying to hide my nervousness,

Victor: …….I don’t know.

I never expected him to say that.

Victor: I thought the switch from earlier was for the escape door.

Victor: We might have to wait for someone to open it.

Kate: To wait for…..

(I was thinking that if we pressed the switch again, it would open.)

Kate: Let’s press it again! It’s around here….

Victor: Woah.

My fingers touched his side and he let out a sound I’ve never heard before.

Kate: S-sorry!

Victor: It’s okay, I was just a little surprised.

He bent his arm as it seemed to be getting tired.

I gasped as we grew closer, his glossy hair brushing against my cheek.

His soft voice, his scent of a cold night, I felt heat run to my cheeks where his hair touched.

(We need to get out of here soon….my heart can’t handle this.)

I placed my hand against the door to get out as quickly as possible.

Victor: Kate?

Kate: If I keep touching it, I might be able to find the switch.

Victor: That’s right, I’ll look for it too!

Kate: Kyaaa.

As I moved, the box shook causing me to loose my balance.

I quickly try to stand, but ended up straddling his lap.

Victor: Sorry, I’ll move if you lift your hips a little.

Kate: Just give me a moment, hng.

No matter what I did, I couldn’t change my position in the narrow box.

His knee pushed up between my legs, rubbing back and forth.

(My body’s reacting, what should I do?)

My toes twitched as his knee rubbed against my sensitive spot, while I clutched his shirt to brace myself.

Kate: It’s alright, please don’t move.

Victor: [Gasp]!

I hear a gasp as his knees push my body up.

Victor: ……I’m sorry.

When I looked up I saw an apologetic look on his face, there was a crash and my lips hit his beauty mark.

Kate: Ah, it’s open…..?

Normal scenery came into view, I stumbled a bit when I exited the box, and collapsed in relief.

Victor: Are you hurt?

I looked up at him as he held out his hand worriedly

(Come to think of it, I kissed Victor in the end…..)

Feeling both sorry and embarrassed, I took his hand without making eye contact.

Kate: …..I’m not hurt.

Victor: If we’d been trapped any longer, I think my heart would’ve exploded.

He spoke in a cheerful tone as he turned towards the box, and I suddenly noticed something.

(That…?)

Amidst his glowing black hair, his ears were slightly red.

(Did I see that wrong? But, I guess he’s aware of it too…..?)

Victor: Kate?

His voice somehow sounded lustrous as he called my name, and the heat that I felt inside that narrow box lingered.

Tagslist: : @sh0jun @theimaginativelyreticent @sapphire-323 @letter-from-afar * I was torn between this line. It seems like it could also be rendered as [I'm glad you were to listening!], implying that no one gives Victor the time of day when he talks about magic, but I chose to render it as I did above.

Vivi is so cuuuute! His little ear blush!!

[bunbun-mochi]

Gardian de Lumiere I

Xavier x MC

Warning: Fluff, mentions of abuse

Word Count: 1952, no proofreading

Preview: MC snuck out of her home from her father who pays no attention to her. She ran into a gentleman who he called himself Lumiere. She felt she had fallen for him...

Gardian de Lumiere is Bodyguard Xavier x MC where MC is the daughter of the duke from the East. MC took Lumiere as her bodyguard, completely unaware of his identity.

Disclaimer: Gardian de Lumiere means Light Guardian in french. I just use google translation. If I got this wrong, please do let me know.

It had been my nightly routine. I snuck out to have my alone time, away from the stuffy mansion. I go to random places at night and today I chose the pub.

"Have you heard?"

"Oh, yea, the crowned prince will have his coronation soon. I wonder what he looks like."

I quietly sip my drink as I listen to the gossip. Recently, it had been the crowned prince. Several hundreds of years ago, a horrible incident happened to the royal family where someone assassinated the crowned prince as soon as he was born. The royal family struggled for years, trying to put another crowned prince for the future throne. Ever since then, the royal family never publicized the birth of the crown prince, the name and face of the crown prince until the prince could fend for himself.

"Are you here by yourself?" A gentle voice asked.

I looked up to see a young man with soft blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked so handsome I nearly was captivated by his beauty. "Yes... I mean no. I'm here with my uh, brother." I lied. I inwardly winced on how bad my first impression is. Considering how handsome the young man is, I wore very plain clothing, just so I could blend in. The young man, however, dress a bit nicer than me.

He chuckled, "Alright. Would you and your brother mind if I sit next to you?"

I shook my head, "Go ahead."

He nodded a thanks and sat at the bar stool. "Something light for me please." He said to the bartender. Then he faced me, "What's your name?"

"I uh..." I racked my brain for a fake name. "Tara." I quickly used my maid's name. Forgive me, Tara!

He softly chuckled, "It's nice to meet you, uh Tara. I'm Lumiere."

I nodded, "It's also nice to meet you, Lumiere."

Then we sat there in silence as I didn't want to talk too much, afraid I might give my identity away.

"Where do you live?" Lumiere asked. "I live near the capital."

I nodded. Of course he does. He have that accent where people from the capital are from. "I'm toward the west." I lied again.

"The west? That's very far from here!"

"Yes, I travel for a living."

"That sounds fun. I would love to travel with you."

"Sorry, I travel alone." I quickly said.

Lumiere cocks his head slightly, "You don't travel with your brother?"

I paused, realizing the mistake I made. I cleared my throat, "I mean I travel alone with my brother."

Lumiere smiled, "I see."

I nodded and we both sat there in silence again. I checked my pocket watch and realized I should get going. The gate will close soon and climbing the gate is a pain.

I got up, put the money on the counter, and looked at Lumiere, "Sorry, I had to go."

"Would I be able to meet you again?"

I shook my head, "Sorry, I have to travel toward the north." I lied. Again.

Lumiere nodded, "It was nice meeting you while it lasts."

I nodded, "Good night." I didn't even wait for his response when I fast walked toward the door.

I lay on my bed and sighed in relief. I managed to get back into the mansion before the gate closed.

I wasn't suppose to be out this late. But I always snuck out. No one really cared anyway. My father hated me. He wished his first born to be a son, but obviously, he didn't get what he wanted. And when he did get a son, he spoiled that boy rotten and that boy is barely able to walk.

I wouldn't even be surprised if he had forgotten about me. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really his daughter. The way he treated me is no better than the maids. Knocked things off my hand, slapping me across the face, shoving me around.

Then my mind floated to the young man I saw at the pub. He was so enchanting. His face looked so soft and gentle. I wished I'm able to see him again. However, knowing the power that my father holds, I fear my father would do something to Lumiere.

Should I run away? Should I try to find Lumiere and ask him to take me to the capital? Away from here?

As I ponder those thought, I slowly drift into sleep.

I flipped through the page of the book. It's late afternoon. I have quite a boring routine. As soon I wake up, I do my side of the work as the temporary head of my family until my half brother reached the age to be able to take over. Then I would go to my studies. Then after that, I have all the time to myself. Which is a couple of hours before dinner. Then right dinner, I prep everything for tomorrow. Sneak out the house, come back, go to bed, wake up, then start the same routine.

I typically spent my free time before dinner to read. I had already read all the books in the mansion, so this library is the go to for reading.

"Good afternoon to you," My head whipped toward the familiar voice. My eyes widen to see Lumiere standing over me.

He looked at me up and down, "You dressed very well to be traveling."

I inwardly cursed myself for not changing something far less extravagant. Last night, I dress too shabby. Today I dress too extravagant. I opened my mouth, trying to say an excuse or another lie, but came up empty so I closed my mouth and turned my head away.

He softly chuckled, "Would you mind if I sat next to you to read?"

I wanted to say no, but I ended up nodding.

"Thanks," He smiled and sat down. Then he looked at my dress. I cursed myself more for wearing a dress that clearly showed which region I was from. "Are you from here?"

I sighed, "You already seen through all my lies. Why ask?"

Lumiere shrugged, "Probably I wanted some truth from you."

I stare into his sky blue eyes, it twinkled slightly. It is so...

"Tara?" He waved his hand in front of my face, interrupting my though.

I cleared my throat, "My name isn't Tara. It's MC."

Lumiere looked at me like as if he knew, but he still chuckled and pretend he didn't know. "Should we reintroduce ourselves, MC?" He extend his hand toward me. "I'm Lumiere, it's nice to meet you, MC."

I smiled and shook his hand. His hand is so soft but firm. "It's nice to meet you, Lumiere."

When I let go of his hand, I crave for his touch again. Trying to distract myself from him, I went back to reading. However, I couldn't read a single word in as my minds are completely distracted by Lumiere's presence. At the corner of my eyes, I catch him staring at me time to time.

One moment it was late afternoon, the next moment, the sky turned dark. I quickly jumped up, "Sorry! I have to go!" I panicked. If my father found out that I arrive late for dinner, he'll start throwing a tantrum.

I quickly shoved the book back to the bookshelf and bolt toward the entrance. Lumiere followed close behind, "Wait, wait! Let me escort you!"

I turned around to tell him it wasn't necessary, but I end up tripping on my dress and I started to topple over.

"MC!" I heard him yell. I closed my eyes, embracing myself from impact when I felt a strong arm around my waist. I opened my eyes to find Lumiere holding my waist, just enough for me not to fall on my face.

"I uh, thanks?" Feeling the heat on my face. I wanted to dig a hole and climb in and die. I was too embarrassed to face him.

"You're welcome." Lumiere gently put me onto my feet. "I was going to ask if I can escort you. It had gotten very late."

I nodded, "Thanks."

"My pleasure." Lumiere smiled gently.

We were in my house's back garden, which is practically a small wood. I then realized that I shouldn't have him escort me. He'll find my identity really quick if he does. I turned and faced him, "Um, I can by myself from here."

Lumiere blinked, "Here? In the middle of a wood?"

I quickly nodded, "Yes. No problem!"

Lumiere looked at me, concerned. "I don't think this is a good idea. We are in the middle of nowhere. What if you get lost?"

I quickly shook my head, "don't worry! I know my way back."

Lumiere shook his head, "I'm sorry, but I don't think its right for me to leave you here."

I felt slightly frustrated. Then I heard shouts from the distance. I can clearly recognize it belonged to the guard's captain.

Bastard father! You sent out guards to find me?

I started to panick. How would father react that I'm in the middle of the wood with a stranger? A man no less! I looked around, panicked stricken.

"MC?" Lumiere looked at me with both confusion and concern. "Is everything alright?"

I shook my head then nodded my head. "Um... um..."

"She's here!" Both Lumiere and I whipped our head toward the sound. "We found her!"

Oh no...

A group of guards appear. As soon as they saw Lumiere, they all unsheathed their weapons.

Oh, no!

I quickly grabbed Lumiere and shoved him behind me. "He's with me! He's with me!" I quickly yelled.

The captain walked toward me, "Who is he?"

"My bodyguard." I quickly answered.

"I didn't know your father assigned you a bodyguard."

"I assigned myself one."

The captain narrowed his eyes. I gulped, fearing that he won't buy my lies. Then the captain nodded, "I understand. You're late for dinner. The duke is not happy."

I nodded, "I know. I'll go there right now." I tugged Lumiere along the way back home with the guards behind us.

Lumiere leaned in and whispered, "I didn't know you're the duke's daughter."

"Now you do. I'm sorry I dragged you into this." I whispered back.

Lumiere quietly chuckled, "I wouldn't mind to be your bodyguard."

I rolled my eyes, and whispered, "Trust me, you'll regret it as soon as you know what my father is capable of."

Lumiere eyes twinkled, "Oh? Sounds like a nice challenge."

I tugged Lumiere to the common room for a guard. "Stay here until I come back. Don't do anything funny."

Lumiere nodded, "Yes, my lady."

I closed the door and walked toward the dining hall. I took a deep breath as the servants opened the door. I walked toward the dining table.

"Where have you been." My father said. It wasn't a question, but a statement. As if saying the answer better be a good one.

I curtseyed, "My apologies, father. I was reading and lost track of time."

"I don't care. Get over here and eat. I have something to talk to you about." He said coldly.

I nodded and walked toward the dining table. The air is so suffocating, I felt indigestion.

"I need you to go to the north. I need you to talk to the duke at the north." He glared at me. "I want him to work with me. Do you understand?"

I nodded.

He suddenly grabbed my chin and I gasped. "Do you understand how important this is?"

I nodded. "Y-yes."

"You do in every power to make sure he agrees to work with me. I don't care what you do."

I nodded again. "Y-y-yes, father."

He finally let go of my face. "Good. I need his army."

My hands froze. Army. Is father declaring war?

With amusement in his eyes, he looked at me, "Do you know why?"

I shook my head.

He scoffed, "The royal family had been on the throne long enough. It's time for them to step down." He stood up from the chair. "This country needs a new change. A new leader."

"Who?"

He looked at me, "Me."

I felt sick. I wanted to throw up right there and now.

"The royal family had been like flies. Buzzing around my territory. Like as if it's their own." Then he paused. "I said too much. You leave tomorrow."

I nodded. "Can I choose who I bring?"

My father walks toward the entrance, clearly uninterested in my question, "Do whatever you want. I don't care. I expect good news."

The dining hall had become too suffocating to eat. I felt sick.

I wanted to kill him.

I wanted him dead.

[ihavetoomanyocsdealwithit]

Ursula Pt 1

Queen Mary had accompanied here for Ursula’s imbuement. Taka was enjoying being able to share the workload with others, though he had concerns for how quickly she was taking to all of the magic, and he didn’t always explain the plans and why they had to do things in a certain order.  

Yuu trusted him, of course! She just wished that he would be more open about things.  

At the base of the statue the mirror shards melted down, sharp pains in her legs almost ignorable if she focused on the spiral shell earrings taking form.  

“Well, at least it matches my bracelet?” she asks. She’s wearing it as an anklet, but it’s the thought that matters.  

“She wanted to give her necklace, but we’ve no idea where it is.” Queen Mary said, checking over her as if she had injuries. “Some things got added onto the statues, simply too iconic to who we were for it to be missing, but she has no idea where her original nautilus shell is.”  

The walk back feels like slow breathing, struggling through water, until she breaches the air of Ramshackle. It’s the easiest place for her to breath, and she thanks Mary for her time. She is more patient in her lessons, but she knows she doesn’t push as much as Professor Taka unless it’s physical combat. She’s hesitant for the magical lessons and won’t open up either.  

“You are sure? Nothing wrong with waiting.” Mary says, stopping by her room. Yuu had requested that at least first meetings be private.  

“Yea, I’m not to worn down. I’ll just do a quick dive and then go to sleep, I promise!” She pushes up a smile, waiting until she goes down the hallway to let it drop a bit. She is excited! There is just so much happening at school, and with the coming winter, it gets harder to keep the heat inside Ramshackle. The amount of times Yuu has woken up shivering is a growing concern, but Taka can only click his tongue, doing what little he knows to do and just waiting to be solid enough to quick Crowley’s ass into gear.  

Ursula’s room is located further down, a window less room with soft lights from leftover holiday strands and a vanity from Octavinelle that is certainly considered out of style for it now. Large and gaudy, with cubbies and shelves everywhere where Yuu has placed small plants instead. On the walls themselves are skeletons and skulls of animals that Sam was having a sale on. Apparently, they are gifts from his friends, but he has so many now that he can’t keep them all? A strange gift, but it benefits Yuu at least.  

The cabinets are lined with storage for seeds and other things, as well as a large cauldron, courtesy of Deuce, that she attempted to use scrying from with limited success. The egg chair isn’t the same as Ursula’s hanging conch, but it’s cozy, covered in pillows and silks in silvers, lavenders and dark blues and blacks.  

Yuu takes a breath, sits in the vanity, and waits.  

The scrape of teeth across her neck almost breaks the connection, but she feels herself tugged forward on a current. She thinks it’s a current anyway 

“Come along dear, it’s rude to linger in doorways.” 

The voice itself is unexpectedly deep, but...nice. It reminds her of an aunt back home, bit of a diva but well meaning.  

Yuu slides inside, touching the small urchins, flowing seaweed, and other bits that she can’t even begin to name.  

“Not as lively as my last garden, but certainly more useful.” 

She looks almost exactly like her statue, but...more wild. Her eyes in particular, painted in deep blue and lavender, are clearly inhuman, the pupil slitted horizontally. Her mouth hides a row of sharp teeth, with the front two being the sharpest. Some type of evolutionary change? The rest of her is about the same though, large body more solid looking here, scales glittering down her chest and core, claws painted a cheery red, and a spiked crown around her short flowing hair.  

“It was temporary but it still counts in my eyes.” she says, “Now, come here, let me get a good look at you.”  

A tentacle reaches for her, and Yuu finally looks down.  

“What-”  

“Not to worry, not to worry!” Ursula says, spinning her around so that her own deep green and gold tentacles flutter like a dress. “You look splendid! Just need to practice is all. You’ll get the hang of it in no time.”  

She pulls her into the chair in front of the vanity, which is technically where she’s already sitting but not here?  

“My mind feels fuzzy.” Yuu mutters.  

“Do you not like this form? You are a cephalomer dear, you could change it if you wished.”  

Ursula's face morphs into something more masculine, a dark tentacle mustache growing in twirls and spins, her frame taking the extra weight of her chest and distributing it down to make her tentacles even thicker.  

“We can do that? I can do that?”  

She laughs, “My dear sweet child, this is what I do. To help poor souls like us become everything we were meant to be.”  

She taps Yuu’s chin, taking a closer look at the eyebags and overall fatigue. It will be a while before the child is anywhere close to being able to grant wishes, but she has potential.  

But right now, the child needs rest. Something deeper than the abyss, gentle as the waves. 

“We can approach all that later though. For now, let’s get you used to your body. Just some gentle swimming, and then I’ll get a better idea on your scrying.” She chuckles as she feels Yuu’s appendage wrap around hers, like a little child thrown about my waves. “My handsome darlings were my primary source, but I did just fine with my cauldron.”  

“I tried the cauldron, even with Professor Taka’s help, I couldn’t get it to work.” Yuu says, rising from the chair unsteadily.  

“Oh, darling, you didn’t have me.” she smiles, sharp toothed and confident.  

She could take this little soul and make it into a hurricane, she knows it. Just a little time and patience.  

[myntrose]

was wondering if you could do Diluc, Kaeya, Venti, and Aether (if you do him) w/ a male s/o that people call mother nature cause he is basically mother nature lolz (hcs)

ex. tending to plants, having a strong dendro vision, nature-themed clothes, flowers and leaves in hair, etc.

basically just one big scary motherly male reader lolz

srry if this doesn't make sense :3

-Tea Anon | If possible plssss

welcome Tea Anon :D this was such a cute ask （ ；´Д｀）*sobs*

(✿)genshin men with a nature reader(✿)

ft: Aether, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti x male! reader (separately)

cn: established relationships, dendro! reader, masc described reader(i don't think pronouns were used tho) , reader is on the softer side :D, kaeya n venti being drunk, and shorter hc on venti cause i don't know how to write him as well t-t, sweet fluff

a/n: omg my first ask for this fandom IM SO EXCITED AHHHH I also included a mini blurb after each headcanon :D

summary: little headcanons with the genshin men and their nature oriented boyfriend :D

word count: 1.1k

Aether

being with Aether is such a dream for any botanist alike; with him going to different nations on the daily its just the perfect opportunity for you to collect different plants for different regions

oh, do some plants not survive in the same environment as the other? no worries! Aether has already built different biomes and greenhouses in his teapot for you :D

regardless of being the renowned traveler, its not uncommon for him to return back to you with some sort of injury

it really helps that your vision allows you to create medicinal herbs and plants alike

it's quite a sight for people when they see the fearless traveler being scolded by his boyfriend

matching flower crowns!!! Aether allows you to play with his hair and weave in little flowers and leaves ( 0/)w(\0✿)

After a long day of doing commissions, Aether can finally take a break. That's what he thought 3 hours ago, before he accepted another job. Well, more like Paimon accepting the job for him... "Oh come on Traveler, we need the mora!" At least it was an easy task; All he had to do was collect a bouquet of different flowers.

Aether went around the entire of Mondstadt picking as many regional flowers as he could. Before long, he completely wiped the entire area clean. Unfortunatly, he still needed a few more to complete the bouquet. Just as he started to dig his wallet to buy flowers from Flora, a ring of said flowers started to appear around him.

"I heard from around that a certain Traveler was in need of some Windwheel Asters. To be honest, I was quite disappointed that you didn't come to me first."

Looking behind him, Aether turns to face you. Oh, he recognizes you. The infamous dendro user, Mother Nature, as most call you. He's seen you around before, but has never had the time to talk to you. Just as he starts to thank you for the help, you pick up one of the Asters, placing it delicately in his hair.

You wish you could take a picture of his face, as it was a red as the flowers themselves.

Diluc Ragnvindr

guys lets all take a moment and think about all the possibilities diluc and a dendro reader would have

(im gonna write a whole different series for this later lol)

we have mr. diluc, owner of the dawn winery, who needs grapes, with a dendro user, who's strength rivals that of the dendro archon herself

yea, it's great of business lol

diluc knows a bit about cultivating and caring for plants too, so if you ever gift him any plants or flowers they'll always be in top condition

also, if you give him any cut flowers i imagine he would dry them and use them as bookmarks (◕﹏◕✿)

there were times that diluc was to scared to come near you, just because he thinks he might burn the leaves in your hair or the plants you create

he probably got people to build you a little greenhouse outside of the dawn winery to keep all your plants

Just like the wind, word travels fast around Mondstadt. It isn't everyday that the townsfolk get to gossip about the uncrowned king of Mondstadt's love life.

Many rumors sprout about how the two of you met. Some say it might be because of your elemental abilities. Other stories consist of you having a similar social status as Diluc, being known throughout the city.

Whatever the case may be, it's safe to say that meeting you was one of the best moments in Diluc's life. He finds peace and solace in you, something that was taken away from him at a young age. While Diluc is used being the protector of Mondstadt, he can't help but feel his heart beat a little bit faster when you tend to him.

Kaeya Alberich

man all the nicknames he has for you AHHH

"My Rose" "My dear Calla Lily" "My Prince"

i feel like he would be a natural romantic, always bringing you flowers + gifts on dates

before he dated you, there was never a plant inside his home. he doesn't think he has a "green thumb". but if you give him plants/bring them over, he'll try his best to take care of them

whenever he's out on expeditions, he tries his best to always bring you along (unless the mission is to dangerous) since he knows you've always preferred the outdoor

he's quite the romantic, so he definitely knows a bit about flower language

so please please give him calla lilies (◕﹏◕✿) he falls a little deeper in love with you every time you give him some

(calla lily in flower language can mean beautiful AHHHH)

sometimes diluc will rely on you to make sure kaeya gets home safe after a round or two at angel share

It's late at night when you get a messenger bird, altering you of your boyfriends most recent drinking session. You enter Angel Share, to see the scene in front of you.

There at the bar is Rosaria, who's taking another swig of whatever's in her cup, Diluc, who's cleaning the bar, and Kaeya, who's slouched onto the counter. It takes one look from the Diluc to understand that it's time to drag Kaeya out of the bar.

The wind was strong this night, with the Calvary captain on your shoulder. "You really need to go easy on those drinks, Kaeya." Said man starts to giggle next to you, before turning to face you.

"...thank you, for caring for me, my prince"

Venti

is Venti a whole god and can handle himself? yes

does he still need monitoring with his alcohol intake?

yes

while he may be so shamelessly flirty, he really is so in love with you

besides the usual "windblume", he would also call you "dandelion"

his favorite spot to hang out with you would be the tree in windrise

he likes sitting on one of the branches while you tend to the tree and create foliage as you go

(has asked you to help in the making of grapes for wine lol)

Many have been thanking the anemo archon for the calm and cooling breeze that has been passing by all week. Some believe that something good must have happened to him, or that he's decided to bless the land of freedom for the fun of it.

Venti can't help but laugh while hearing all the prayers and thanks from the people of Mondstadt. Looking down at your lap, you're met with the most love-struck gaze and lopsided grin you've ever scene.

"What's gotten you in a good mood?" You ask while combing through his hair, removing the leaves and flowers that were previously braided in them. All you get back is a small "ehe", before Venti goes back to humming a small tune.

i rly hope this was written well a lot was written during 12-3 am lol

[luciddaydreamsstuff]

Desert Duo Doodles! I am in way too many fandoms to count, including content creators and whatnot. It wasn’t until a doodle of some CCs that I realised how many were MCYTs. But I wanted to draw these two cause I liked how I drew Scar in the other original doodle and have drawn Grian a bunch but constantly changed the design. Now I have one that I like.

Under the cut are the individual drawings plus stickers that I forgot to add to the original but decided fuck it it’s done, plus some explanation about design choices and headcanons. (Does anyone even care about that?) Idk and idc, I’ll ramble anyways.

(you don’t have to read the stuff, I don’t really care, but you can if you want)

First off, this one was annoying since it was supposed to be a hug. I was too lazy to draw the Third/Sercet Life outfits, so they are in their default outfits with crowns representing the fact that they won at least one of the Life games.

Ramble: For Grian’s design, I wanted to keep the bird/avian hybrid but also reference other series or past friend. The Life series has the poppy has memorabilia, the blue and red bracelet represents YHS/TS, and the eye necklace is for Evo. The tail is more so a mix of Watcher magic and Avian DNA, bird feet cause why not. The wing ears are hidden to look similar enough to his regular hair, I like to imagine that wing ears are a rarer trait and to not draw too much attention, he would use Watcher magic to change the colour of the wing ears to match his hair. The freckles are based off of the idea that Angel Dust’s freckles are actually just eyes (which were shown in the show), and I liked that idea. He didn’t have freckles before Evo but after in Hermitcraft he did, they are just eyes that are always closed though he can see out of them. It’ll be clearer in the next piece, but his eyes are based off of some bird eyes so a black sclera with coloured pupils. Grian just hides his eyes under his hair since they are more sensitive than normal. Also I didn’t wanna draw his eyes cause it was one of the things I kept changing before.

I’ll go into Scar later since it’s just a half body but he goes by the same rule of his outfit showing where he’s been. So the poppy and lavender for Third Life and the heart necklace for Secret Life. The earrings are based off of the crystals from Season 7.

Alter Egos! Or at least Hot Guy and Arianna Griande. Not much here, but you can see what I meant with the eyes beforehand.

Also, I can’t be the only one to notice or at least point out that Ari and Cute Guy have like the same or a least a very similar colour palette of pink and white.

Final one, and the two are taking a much needed nap. This could take place anywhere though I like to imagine somewhere in Double Life or somewhere between Season 7 - 10

(also I find it very funny how close these two’s bases were for Season 6 - 10. both were near each other in the futuristic district of season six, then next door neighbours at the start of season seven, I don’t need to mention much besides boatem in season eight, again near the start and most of season nine with Scarland and Grian’s timejump build, then finally again in season ten with Magic Mountain. just funny to me for some reason)

Ramble: Scar is like a hybrid between an elf/fae creature and a cat centaur (that I cannot remember the proper name for). The cat half is based off of Jellie, RIP, and his body is scarred because well I mean the dude is accident-prone it’s bound to happen. I imagine that Scar would wear slightly baggy outfits, like they hang off just a bit to not hug his figure. His hair is more based off of Season 9 with him leaning into the whole elf aesthetic, and I both hate and like the hair but whatever. Idk, I kinda just wanted to make him centaur based cause that visual isn’t something I see often. I imagine that hind legs are weaker than the front so he would switch between a cane and a wheelchair that you would see for animals. I might draw that later idk, but yea

If you actually took the time to read this incoherent mess, idk comment a content creator you like, no matter how niche they may be

[rizzyu]

▵▿— Red Wine on Christmas Night

Pairing: Chuuya Nakahara, x gn! reader

Category: Fluffffuff

Warning: alcohol consumption, cussing, m o r i.

Summary: As Christmas strived closer and close by the day, the Port Mafia hosted a Christmas dinner at its headquarters to celebrate. Chuuya had a little bit too much to drink and started being a little bit too clingy with you.

A/N: I made this one significantly shorter than Dazai’s one cuz I don’t really wanna write another long ass fic

“I AIN’T WEARING THAT SHIT”

“Cmonnnnn put it on before Y/N get here, it’ll be funny”

“ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT”

You just arrived at the Port Mafia’s headquarters to see Tachihara and Higuchi try to convince Chuuya to wear a santa costume. “Uhhhh what’s going on?” Chuuya slowly turned his head towards you, teeth gritted and face burning in red. “HEY STOP LOOKING” Chuuya pointed at you “AND DON’T YOU DARE IMAGINE ME IN A SANTA COSTUME GOD DAMMIT”

You flashed a cheeky grin “Of course not.”

“Settle down little ones.” Kouyou stepped in the room with a glass of red wine in her hand. “We would be heading in the meeting room quite soon, so I do wish you would behave well in front of the boss.” Kouyou took a sip from her glass when Mori opened the door “Please come in.”

Chuuya sat down next to you. “I sincerely welcome all my executives and important members to this dinner.” Mori held up his glass. “Tonight we shall celebrate another year of the Port Mafia’s high achievements.” Everyone held up their own glass and toasted to this year’s Christmas.

▿▵▿▵▿

Chuuya poured himself another glass of wine after already downing his first. “So how was your recent mission?” He asked you out of the blue, his face was already flushed from the alcohol. “It was alright, just another silly little group who wanted to challenge the Port Mafia. It wasn’t that difficult to have them retreating like chickens.” You watched as Chuuya had already downed half of his second glass. “Hey stop drinking so fast, I can’t have you passing out like last time.”

“Hah?? The hell you talking about? I’ve only drank a little”

“Yea… keep telling yourself that—eh?” You quickly snapped your head around to look at Chuuya the moment he plopped his forehead against your shoulder. “Chuuya you should really stop drinking for tonight.” “Have anyone told you that you look so fucking beautiful tonight?” Your lips quirked upwards, clearly amused by how much of a lightweight Chuuya is, despite his obsession with alcohol.

“God ‘m so tired. ‘ve been getting to many missions lately.” Chuuya quietly muttered. You lightly chuckled “Where did the energetic Chuuya I saw earlier go?” “That Chuuya gotta get his rest too yknow…” You smiled softly before combing his hair through your fingers. The way Chuuya’s tensed muscles relaxed made the butterflies in your stomach flutter around.

“I feel like I should record this” Higuchi suddenly spoke from across the table. “It seems that we’re intruding something going on between these two.” Tachihara nods in agreement.

“WHAT? What do you mean— hold up! How long have you all been watching???” You felt your cheeks warm up. “Pretty much since you two started flirting with each other…” “We-we’re not flirting what do you mean??”

Kouyou sighs as she put down her cutlery. “Don’t mind those two, it’s not like this is the first time this has happened.” You chuckled nervously, secretly thanking your senior for trying to changing the subject.

Your eyes slightly widened when you felt Chuuya completely plop his head onto your lap. Soft snores left his lips as he slept soundly. You smiled to yourself when he nuzzled himself closer to you in his sleep, you leaned down to place a kiss on the crown of his head.

“I told you not to drink so much…” You sighed. “Merry christmas Chuuya.”

[sugarsfics]

Hellfire Mom

Summary: You have been deem the title of Hellfire Mom since you were a sophomore. Even after starting your own little family with your fiancé Eddie, you still make sure your extended family gets fed and loved.  

Trope: Dad!Eddie x Mom!Reader 

A/N: I kinda want to make this into a series. Talking about how Eddie and reader met and little things like that. Would you peeps want that? 

Warnings: Use of Y/N, horrible writing, mentions of sex but not really, fluff, Eddie just being in love with his family.  

Word count: 1.2k 

It was Friday, Hellfire Day. You always had Fridays off for that exact reason. Hellfire. You spent the day cooking and baking for your boys, the other family. You always had the mother instinct in you. You love the idea of having a family. It came a little too soon, people would say, but it was worth it. You and Eddie have been dating since freshman year and decided to wait till Prom your senior year to lose your virginity together. Well, the condom broke, because said condom was from freshman year, and boom you were pregnant. Yes, you got stares and were that talk of the town “she is having the freaks baby” “he will probably sacrifice her and the baby” but you both ignore them. Then on a chilly day in mid-January baby girl Munson was born, Stella Munson. She’s beautiful, she has Eddie’s big brown eyes, his curly brown hair other than that she was your mini me......Speaking of your mini me she should be getting up from her nap soon. 

Right on Que you hear her little feet on the wooded floor. “Well hello baby how did you sleep” “Good” she said in her sweet small voice. “That good baby” “Up mommy” she gave that puppy dog face and grabbing hands and you caved immediately. “You ready to see daddy, and all of your uncles” “DADDY” oh yea she was a big daddy’s girl. “Ok let me finish up dinner and then we will get ready to go” “I watch Belle” “Yes you can watch Belle while I finish” Beauty and the Beast is her favorite movie. On tonight's menu, your family was having fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, homemade biscuits, and your famous homemade cookies. As you finished packing up dinner for your family, you got Stella ready, and all bundled up then headed to the car. 

You pulled into the school Stella squealed, Eddie was waiting by his van with a smile. “DADDY” you rolled down her window“My star how are you babygirl” “I good daddy” Eddie opened your door and helped you out of the car, then got Stella out and her “Hellfire backup” which has toys and things for coloring. You walked in hand in hand to the drama room and started to set up the table with the food. “Ooo what did make for us today love-” *gasp* “You made your cookies” “Yes the chocolate was finally in stock so I had to- hey hands off” “But I haven’t had your cookies in a month” “Nether has the others” “Yea but they could wait I got fiancé privileges” when you turned your back to grab the potatoes he “sneakily” grab a cookie but got caught by Stella “Daddy me cookie” “Sssh we will spit it” her little giggles fill your ears. Your favorite sound. 

Soon the boys piled in “Y/N” “Stella” “cookies” were heard throughout the room. The boys lined up as you served them, then they all settled in, in their seats to start Eddie’s campaign. In this one-shot campaign, they had to save Eddie’s the banished's fair maiden, you, and their little princess, Stella. She was so excited to be in it, she even brought out her crown from her backpack and put it on. After she ate, she climbs into Eddie’s lap, her favorite spot, and “helped” Eddie with his visual aid. You watched your family, bellies full, big smiles even mike, after a hard week this was your reward, this was your happy place.  

The night ended, the empty Tupperware put away, Stella fast asleep on Eddie’s lap. You walked out hand in hand with Eddie holding Stella, he covered her with her blanket when he stepped outside, then he put her into her car seat with a kiss on her forehead. You made sure each boy had a ride before heading to your car. You and Eddie stay until everyone was picked up. He turned to you and kissed your lips. “I missed you” “I been with you this whole time” “Yeah but you weren’t in my arms” you rolled your eyes and laughed at him “Your too cute” You kissed Eddie again then you got into your car. “I see you at home” “Yes, I’m just going to drop by Uncle Wayne’s really quick then I will be home” “Ok” then you kissed once more before you drove away. 

You and Eddie lived in a little two bedroom next to the trailer park, so he would be a few minutes behind. You got Stella out of the car, did an amazing mom move holding her and the bags all while unlocking the door. You set the bags down then grabbed her pj’s put them on then tucked her in with a kiss. You went into the kitchen and started picking it up, getting the meat out for tomorrow's dinner and breakfast. Eddie and Stella loved Saturday mornings, you make a big breakfast, and they watched Saturday morning cartoons, you brought out extra knowing the freshman boys would probably come over. After about 15 minutes you hear Eddie’s van pull up, as you were finishing washing the dishes you feel Eddie’s arm wrap around your waist. “Oh, my love I haven’t since you in forever I almost don’t remember what your face looks like” Oh Eddie how you loved his antics you turned to play along but nothing came out. Eddie held a bouquet of flowers for you. “Eddie- I- Oh- Eddie-” he chuckled “My love” he started “ Will you accompany me on a date tomorrow night” “Oh Eddie, Stella and I would love to-” “As much as I love my Star tomorrow night will just be us” “But we don’t have a babysitter” “I already got that covered” you teared up even years later you are still touched over his love for you. “Well then yes, I will accompany you tomorrow night”  

Eddie got his clothes ready to shower “So are you going to hop in with me” you looked at the time “It’s late so I will take you up on that but no funny business” “No promises” he said with a winked. After the shower you did your night routine and put on your Eddie shirt with some shorts, Eddie was just in a pair of boxers checking you out “You're so beautiful my love” “Oh stop I’m just in my pj’s” “And” *kiss* “still” *kiss* “beautiful” *kiss*. You climb into bed when arms open as Eddie jumps into bed with you, he settles in your arms with his head on your chest as your stork his hair. He tells you about his day and how that prick Jason picked on the hellfire club again, but how he did what you told him to do when he had the urge to punch his stupid face. But you were so proud of him that he controlled himself, he can’t have another fight so close to graduation. The topic then changes, and his words got lower and slower as did his breath. He got quiet for a minute, you thought he fell asleep nut he clears his throat he smiled and said “Let's have another” 

[marvelmaniac2000]

Sugar Plum Love

  Summary: You and Edward have been roommates for a while and you love everything he has done for you. Recently you have broken up with your long term boyfriend, and he couldn’t help seeing you fall apart. 

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Characters: Edward Nashton x fem! Reader (Y/N)

Subject: lots of soft dom, Pure Fluff, romance scenario, Kissing, something very light, mostly cute dialogue, crying, light cursing, MINORS DNI, 18+ ADULTS

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Words: 1.1k

Side notes: (Grammar apologies) I wrote this late at night, but I loved this scenario. So cute... I’ll try to edit it as much as I can heh heh …  But I miss my Eddie munchkin fandom  *sighhh* remember batman II won't be out until 2026 😭

You sat at your kitchen table with a tube of ice cream in your hand and the tv remote in the other. Anything to block out your asshole ex would be great right about now. Most of your ice cream began to melt a little from you constantly mixing it in circular motions.  Your phone vibrates from an unknown caller. The message came through from a different number from her ex. Without rolling your eyes you answer.

“What?” you scold.

“We aren’t together anymore, right?” you rolled your eyes holding your phone.

 “I said I was sorry for cheating ok? Come on everything we've been through? Give me another chance, babe pleasee” he didn’t sound genuine at all. You sigh a big relief and give a blank “No” before landing your device beside you.  You exhaled a bit before a wisp of despair rushed over you.

“Don’t cy, don’t cry” you whisper before little tears welled up in the corner of your eyes. You hear a click of a door and wipe your cheeks clean. 

“Oh hey Eddie you’re back early” you tried to hide your pink cheeks from him.  “Um no not really, I always come back here around this time.”

“Wow (Y/N) what happened to you?” Are you ok? Why are your cheeks so red (Y/N)?” Eddie sat his backpack down before coming over to you.   

"No don’t worry about me Ed I’m ok I just needed some time to think that’s all” you begin to cry even more. Eddie already knew who did this to you. It was that asshole ex of yours always taking you for granted. He had noticed this has been going on for a while now and couldn’t stand him at all. Ever single ounce of his being wanted to mash that guy into a million different pieces if he could. He didn’t deserve you at all. Every phone call or text you would send  goes unnoticed or unanswered for hours even days before getting a reply. It was bound to happen that you both were going to break up anyhow. Why would Edward pray upon the downfall of his lover? He only wanted to see you happy too, but.. With him. So he just stuck it out until eventually you came crawling back to him. Eddie pushed his glasses up and slowly placed your soft head against his chest. He softly stroked the crown of your hair while shushing you. You bury your face in his heavy sweater inhaling in his scent. If anyone else was there for you it was always him. The only common guy who made sense in all of this mess.

“Don’t cry sweetheart” Eddie whispered. Anger boiled inside of him. Edward of course couldn’t let this slide, or go under the radar. But somehow he needed to figure out what he could do to stop his little precious girl from crying. He’ll take care of him later.  You close your eyes and listen to his sweet hums.

“I’m sorry you had to see me like this” you look up at him. “No no no don’t bother” Edward cusped your cheeks together. He wiped a tear away before sitting in the chair next to you. Your smooth soft hair felt so delicate to his touch. It smelled like beautiful coconut shells and lavender.

“(Y/N)” Edward softly pulled a curl around your face. “Mmm?” you moaned. “Um.. You know what I’m about to say right?”

“What exactly?” you questioned.

“You deserve someone better than him.”  “Yea I know” you whispered.

“So why put up with it? You’re so smart, kind, and beautiful and funny”  

 “Well I thought he was the one, He was everything I thought I needed in a guy. But hey I guess that proved me wrong.” There was a silent pause before you continued. Edward looked down for a moment and wondered what else he could do to make you feel better. “You know something Eddie?” You smirked and bit your lower lip.

“Yea?” he looked into your eyes so innocently. “I think the guy I needed in my life was someone like you” you giggle a bit.

“Really?” his pulse began to race wondering what was happening.  

 “I-I think you’re just telling me that” he stuttered. “Eddie, you've been with me through a lot of things, and I can’t imagine living here without you. You’ve made my life so much easier. All the late night dinners, laundry and car rides you’ve arranged for me.” You hold his cheek in your hand and turn his beautiful eyes toward you.

“Don’t you think so?” “I think we both share love for each other more than we realized.    

 “I agree" You locked eyes with him and leaned in to kiss his lips. Edward's heart races even harder feeling this intimacy he’s never felt before. This wasn’t Edward’s first time kissing a girl since he’s had other hookers in the past but with you he felt an immense fire and spark he’s been dying to feel between you both.  Eddie sucked your bottom lip to gain more access to your luscious lips. You moan even more not realizing how dominant he could be. Eddie pecked both of your hot cheeks and held your delicate hands into his. He rubbed your fingers massaging any knots that stressed his lover out.   

“For now on and always, I’ll be the one by your side (Y/N)”. You chuckled a bit.

“Now I’m crying from happiness” you teased. Eddie grinned and grazed your chin.

“That’s how it always should be sugar plum”  

“I say we forget that loser and let me take care of you mm?” Edward wiped another tear from across your face.

“Are you sure about it? I’m a grown woman I can take ca-” Eddie stopped you mid sentence.   “Don’t worry about it baby, I got you” Eddie pecked lips. “For now let’s go get some rest” Eddie pulled you by your hand and guided you to your bedroom.  

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[lordkingsmith]

Jack Russell/Wanderlust Coinless Au brain bunnies

Because damn it they’ve got some too now. @augment-techs you might enjoy these lol. Knowing me there will be more

It wasn't often Nick Russell brought someone back to his motel room after a night out. Wasn't often he met someone on his eternal road trip he wanted in his room. But the blueskinned yellow eyed man from the club? Yea. Didn't matter they didn't know each other's names. He'd be gone in the morning anyway, probably while his fling was still sleeping. As it was he kept his fingers buried in the man's braids as he fucked him against the bedboard, blue fingers gripping it for dear life.

The goal was if they weren't here for a long time they'd be here for a good time, with Nick fully intending to make it good. For both of them. He'd already had his legs over the other's shoulders, it was only fair for giving as good as he'd gotten.

"You good?" Nick panted as he pressed against the broader back.

"Very." Was grunted back, amusement trickling through the strain.

They only dozed for a few hours after before his companion shifted and got up, leaving Nick in the bed to watch him dress. "so…are you from Eltar?" Nick asked as the other searched for his bell bottoms.

"Heh. No. I'm not from any planet you've heard of." Was the reply as they were located, pulled off the cheap lamp's cover and pulled on. "Not even technically that species either. I just got the skin color from my mother."

"Huh." That was…interesting. "How does that work." He couldn't help but ask, and yellow eyes caught his over a blue shoulder.

"It doesn't." Nick didn't have to see his whole face to know he was scowling. "No more questions man. I need to go. Shouldn't be here."

"Y'don't say" Nick drawled. "Got a wife? Husband?" It had happened more than once, though he had stopped caring a long time ago. He rarely if ever saw these one night stands again and rarely stuck around the towns long enough to make that a problem.

"Girlfriend…technically. But she's not the one who'll show up if I don't leave." A low laugh as a pink tank top was located, then a crop top purple jacket with silver thread making the pattern of feathers in it. "That would be my worrywart half brother. Protective jackass." Another laugh. "He thinks he has to keep me from doing anything I'll regret."

"Mmmm…am I a regret?" Nick asked as he settled into the pillows with the stonecutter styled hat the man had been wearing at the club now in one hand, rescued from the end of the bed. He got another laugh as the other padded to him. Their lips pressed together for a moment before he grabbed his hat from Nick's hands.

"Possibly." he murmured as he put the hat on, the brim blooming around his face like a dark halo. "Even if you are…he can't stop me."

Shoes were then toed out from under the bed, Nick was waved at and the man was gone.

It was only a few months later on another trip into the capitol did Nick find out who his fling had been. Prince Wanderlust from another reality. Drakkon threw a parade with Wanderlust and his friends in the float of honor. Nick stared up at the man in the shining crown and feathered capelet, feeling annoyance, pride, and more than a little awe. The brown haired girl in pigtails and a green and blue skirt kissed Wanderlust soundly as they went down the street, causing Nick to snort, turning away. That would be the girlfriend.

He'd laugh if it didn't annoy him so much.

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"Thought you didn't live in this reality." Jack asked as he got dressed quickly. Wanderlust hummed while he settled in a chair behind him. There had been a consistent meeting since running into each other the first time, and it usually ended up in a hotel or motel. Though they rarely stayed the full night together.

"My mistress decided to make her son and then her sometimes lover and then a friend of mine political hostages here." Wanderlust informed him.

"…this all one person or…?"

"Jack Rose, Cygnus, Brezziana." Wanderlust clarified. "You've heard of them."

"Mn. No. I travel a lot." Nick smirked at Wanderlust's quirked eyebrow. "Shit to do with here doesn't have shit to do with the cities and villages and things even a few miles away from it. Drakkon causes chaos, so do the Coinless and Drakkon's sentries. The politics of why don't affect that much."

An easy, accepting shrug. "Jack's also my big brother." He was told. "My half brother. We share a father."

"Huh."

"He doesn't have blue skin and his hair is red." Wanderlust answered the question he didn't ask with the weary air of someone who had answered it before. "The Traveler…got around."

"That your dads name or title."

"Both." Amusement again. "He is a god, after all."

Nick turned around so fast he fell over. Wanderlust laughed at him before standing up so he could help Nick up. Nick's arms were held firmly as Wanderlust smiled at him.

"I'm going to go." Wanderlust told Jack almost kindly, mostly smugly. "But I'll see you again."

Wanderlust made a portal to what looked like a lobby, as Nick stared after him. When the portal closed he grabbed the hotel phone. "K? This is Nick. Hey is that offer still open about staying with you for a while? Yea…yea don't say I told you so but…I said don't say it and you don't even know what I'm gonna say stop that."

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Wanderlust didn't have time to react before Nick slammed him into the side of a building. "Give it back!"

"Give what back?"

"The blanket Wandeust!" He pulled him forward to slam him back against the wall. "My blanket! Give it back!"

"Why?" Wanderlust asked breathlessly with a grin. "It's so pretty and smells like you."

Nick swallowed fire down as mystic red roared inferno hot outrage on his behalf. "You can have my jacket, my shirt, whatever you want-I need that back!"

"Why?" Wanderlust asked again, now genuinely curious. "Why?"

"It's all I've got of my birth parents!" Nick hissed against his ear, not wanting anyone else to know. To realize. "It's all I have and I want it back!"

Wanderlust was silent, so Nick slammed him into the wall a third time. "I have had to keep that so safe-and you just-rifled through my things! To take a baby blanket! Why? Of everything you could have taken it was that!"

"It was obviously special."

"It's all I have!" Nick shouted again. "Of course it's special! Where is it!"

Wanderlust pushed him away hard enough to make Nick fall onto his ass. He unbuttoned his jacket then his shirt, and pulled the red blanket from where he'd kept it pressed against his chest. He offered it to Nick silently. Nick half expected Wanderlust to pull something as he snatched it out of the waiting hand, but he didn't.

He simply rebuttoned shirt and jacket as Nick put it under his own shirt with quiet relief and reverence.

"You miss them?"

"I never knew them."

Jack pressed his hand over his heart where the blanket rested safely once more. "If you ever do that again. I'll kill a god. I swear-" he grit his teeth, took a breath. "Go back to the capitol or one of your precious Danciverses and leave me alone." he gestured at the quiet of Briarwood. "I'm not going to be leaving for a while so stop trying to bait me and just go home."

"Nick-"

Nick pointed at him. "You've got a girlfriend. Ask her." He rubbed his nose. "But thanks for sending those sentries. They make great friends."

"…do you have a girlfriend? A boyfriend?"

"Her name is Maddie." Nick undid his jacket and threw it at Wanderlust, who caught it one handed. "You've got something that smells like me now. Leave me alone!"

Wanderlust held the jacket in one hand as he reached for Nick with the other. Nick backed away, shaking his head. "If you touch me" he promised darkly. "I'll burn you." Mystic Red pressed around him, ready to help him make good on that promise.

Wanderlust made a portal clutching the jacket close. Nick's knees gave out. He fell to the ground with an angry, frustrated moan and didn't get up until Vida came looking for him.

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Nick sat on the edge of his seat during Drakkon and Night Swan’s wedding. His eyes should have been on the wedding, but his eyes were instead on Wanderlust and Sara. They’d both brought plus ones, Nick filling in for Wanderlust’s. Not that it mattered, with Wanderlust and Sara groping and kissing at each other with Nick right there. Having to pretend this didn’t bother him.

Wanderlust’s brother with his own friend smiled apologetically at him from a nearby chair at the reception. “Sorry about them.” He said, sounding it. “Wanderlust’s…”

“Wanderlust?” Nick supplied. “Yea. I’ve met him at a club, he’s a bit of a piece of work.”

“…he didn’t used to be.” Jack offered, weakly. “But thank you for showing up anyway.”

“Mn.” Nick shrugged, before he was asked to get up by one of the sentries. When all the plus ones were moved, Nick looked back at the gasps, stomach dropping. Wanderlust was in shorts, hair in a single braid, and eyes a dark warm brown. Jack was arguing with Drakkon and Night Swan, and Wanderlust’s eyes caught Nick’s.

“I’m sorry” Wanderlust whispered, before turning to his brother and yelling at him to stop. Nick lurched forward only to be stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder. He looked into the eye of the blue haired Cygnus who smiled grimly down at him.

“I wouldn’t get involved if I were you.” Cygnus warned. “Unless you want to join their fate too.”

[blackholesun321]

oh i never said we had to LEAVE the angst we just need a small palette cleanser

that being said… do you think sabo ever enjoyed preening until he met ace? or did he view it as something at first he needs to do in order to keep up the illusion that he is happy and then it just turns into something to keep the itchiness of poor preening at bay

does ace know enough about preening to be gentle? the bandits seem more of a ‘tough love’ type and i think that might transfer to preening, not out of malice but just out of nature

and when you are a rough mountain bandit you aren’t generally all that well versed in such things as being soft, caring, or generally good for the upbringing of infants. yea sure you can keep the thing /alive\ but it wont be pretty and when the kid seems content to run off on his own and only come back when you send out a goon to hunt him down so the terrifying marine who dropped the brat on your doorstep doesn’t arrest you? well whos gonna say no to that?

Nobles, as a given, will, in every chance and at every opportunity, refuse to do something if someone else can do it. To preen one’s feathers or someone else is considered a degrading thing, and children grow up in this environment, starved of emotional contact aside from maids and servants who clean and oil, pull molting, or, perish the thought, broken feathers from their wings. Preening, to Sabo, is a cold, distant thing. He has no context for flock bonding, aside from the medical aspects taught from tutors. He only learned to do it on his own so he didn’t have to rely on anyone, even the servants in his household, before he left.

Ace has never had a gentle hand to hold him his whole life. Dadan tries, but she wasn’t made for the soft down of children’s wings. She helped as much as she could, but then Ace came to her at six years old, already the angriest child she’d ever known, and told her to, in his words, "fuck off" when she tried to preen him for the night. The next day, she handed him supplies for self-preening and told him to come back and ask for more if he ran out or lost shit. Ace learns from a young age that preening is something to be worked through, like brushing your teeth or taking a bath. It is a chore, and the one and only time he decided to approach the bandit preening circle, he had healthy feathers pulled out, whether from inexperience with fledgling down or malice. Ace vows never again and, from then on, became as self-sufficient as he could when it came to his wings. It doesn’t stop his wings from looking like a horror show. Sure, they’re clean and oiled regularly, but still as wild and untamed as you would expect from a forest child.

Ace knows what bonding is from an outsider's point of view, but he's never experienced it, aside from Garp trying to shove his own pristine white feathers into his black and orange down. Sabo, aside from the medical knowledge of bonding, has no reference points for social activities that involve building a flock. They bond anyway; instincts are not so easily overcome. They give presents and shiny things they’ve found, help each other hunt, and give away choice pieces of food. They help build each other's nests, but they don’t touch each other's wings. Sabo still burns or buries or destroys his molted or broken feathers (as a noble, all feathers were destroyed immediately upon molting; you couldn’t have a rival family giving your feathers to wear in someone else's wings or hair. Blackmail for societal pofa or assumed incompetence were and is very powerful thing). Ace still leaves his scattered across the forest floor. They stick to themselves and their routines until that is, Luffy arrives.

This small ball of white and black and green and red down who wears others' feathers in clothes on his hat and braided in his hair and wings without a care. He takes Dadan's molted feathers and makes them into a crown for himself. He has a bright red flight feather, lacquered for longevity, and kept safe in a box, but sometimes he'll attach it to his hat. He gives beetles and seashells out like smiles and is always willing to add more to his own collection. He even once grabs Ace's wing to fix a twisted, newly grown flight feather and gets punched for his efforts.

He's annoying, alien in his mannerisms and completely, utterly impossible to get rid of. They hate him for every uncomfortable thing he represents and every small feather he collects to hold out for them to take. He twists something in them, something raw and wanting, empty they never knew existed. And then Porkami happens, and they see this small, flightless, bloody fledgling willing to die for them, smiling even as they undo the ropes holding him up. Even as they slowly nurse him back to health, one day at a time, and he still offers them the newly broken feathers from his useless wing. That hollowness snaps, and Ace and Sabo, gently, ever so gently, slide those feathers into their own ruffled down and feel themselves becoming a little more, something that feels like whole.

[sethsclearwater]

Ouu how would Paul react to getting y/n pregnant after their heat?

"paul," you whimpered, dropping the positive pregnancy test you currently held in your hand, quickly opening the bathroom door and running into the kitchen where paul was sitting on the phone with sam.

when he saw you tear-streaked face, he was quick to hang up the phone, immediately getting up and pulling you over to him so he could scan you and try and figure out what was wrong, "what happened? are you hurt?" he asked, anxiously looking you up and down as he waited for your response.

you whimpered, shaking your head, "princess," paul started, watching as you slid one hand to rest over your lower belly protectively, "i can't help you if you don't tell me-" he started, voice trailing off when he realized what you were trying to wordlessly tell him.

he paused, taking in a deep breath, "you're pregnant?" he asked after a moment, watching as you quickly nodded, sniffling as you reached your free hand up to anxiously brush away the tears that couldn't seem to stop flowing down your cheeks.

"oh princess," paul murmured, sliding his arms around you so he could pull you into a tight hug, pressing his lips to your hair as he tried to figure out what to say to you.

both of you had agreed you didn't want kids until much later but now that plan seemed to be completely done for seeing as you were now pregnant.

"okay," he murmured against your hair, "you're okay," he reassured, seeming like he was also trying to calm himself down. you sniffled, burying your face in the crook of his arm, wrapping your arms around his waist to hold him to you tightly.

"take some deep breaths for me, okay?" he asked softly, pressing soft kisses to the crown of your head as you nodded and sucked in a deep breath, holding it for a moment before releasing it, "there you go," he murmured, allowing you to take a few more deep breaths before continuing.

"do you know how far along you are?" paul asked softly, running his hands up and down your back soothingly as he waited for your answer.

you shook your head, sniffling, "i don't know," you responded with a weak whimper, tightening your grip around his waist as another wave of tears came running down your cheeks.

paul let out a soft sigh, nodding, "must've been during your heat, 's probably why it ended early," he murmured, pressing another soft kiss to your head, "we have time to figure out what you wanna do, okay? you don't have to figure it out today," he added softly, sliding his hands down to give your hips a gentle squeeze.

you nodded, slowly releasing him as he cupped your jaw in his hand, gently prompting you to look up at him, "you're not hurting, right?" he asked, letting out an exhale you didn't realize he was holding when you nodded.

"what do i do?" you whispered after a moment of silence, anxiously looking up at him as you brushed away the tears that didn't seem to stop falling down your cheeks.

"it's your body princess," paul murmured, "you know i'll support whatever you want, okay? i don't want you making a decision because you're afraid i'll be mad at you," he explained, rubbing gentle circles against your jaw with his thumb while he spoke to you.

you sniffled, nodding, "you promise you won't be mad?" you asked and he nodded, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to your forehead.

"promise i won't be mad at you," he reassured, "i do think you should take some time to think about it though, yea? and we should also get you in to see a doctor so we can figure out what's going on in there, okay?" he asked softly, offering you a small smile when you nodded. although you could tell he was beyond stressed with the bombshell news, he was doing a shockingly good job of hiding it so he wouldn't work you up even more.

"okay let's go lay down for a bit, yea? it's late and i don't want you freaking out all night," he explained, sliding his hands down to your hips to pull you into another tight hug, "you're gonna be okay, promise," he reassured, pressing his lips to your hair for another soft kiss before releasing you.