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fanon-elio · 4 months ago

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By your side.

Part 4

Summary: You are the CEO of a big company and hired Lycaon as your personal attendant, however it seems that your wolfish butler has developed a crush on you. So while you and him were on a business trip, both of you were forced to confront your growing feelings for eachother.

Tag: Blue Letter (Hurt/comfort)

Pairing: Von Lycaon x fem!reader (afab)

Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional and is not canon. You are responsible for the content you consume, so if the following warnings trigger you, you may read at your own risk.

Warnings: Fluff, Slow burn'ish, long fic, mutual pining, reader is smaller than lycaon, lycaon is down bad horrendous, friends to lovers type stuff, some flashbacks here and there.

Angst, Jealousy, mentions of injury, mentions of blood, Lycaon being awfully hard on himself, Guilt, body dysmorphia.

Other warnings: lowkey my first fanfiction, so bare with me here. (T^T)

Yes, this fanfiction WILL contain Nsfw in the future.

I added some throw-away characters to the story as plot devices, no they're not oc's and they hold no importance to the story other than providing character development.

This fic contains a lot of scenarios written in Lycaons pov cuz i eat this shit up for breakfast.

Hello how are you? First things first, I apologize any mistakes you may find, and constructive criticism is always appreciated. This part is a bit longer than the previous ones because if I would have split it up, the pacing would have felt weird. I hope you enjoy regardless.

"You're y/n right?" The woman asks, and you nod, a little confused as to how she knew you despite never having seen or spoken to you. She seems to have picked up on your confusion "I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend you-" you try to explain, but she interrupts you, and instead gives you a reassuring pat on the shoulder "don't worry babes, I get it your cautious, but I'm totally on your side, I'm Natalie by the way" she introduced herself, pumping her lip gloss a few times "in fact, nobody has ever made my looser of a husband as mad as you, and I respect you for that big time" she said, and you let out a short chortle, more so to mask your still growing confusion "when I tell you that he got so pressed over your conversation with him after dinner, he really done called his mom to cry about it" she lets out a hearty laugh, and you followed short. But then again you couldn't help the question burning on your tongue as to why she stayed with him, if she clearly didn't like, much less loved him. "Honestly, how do you even put up with that man" you carefully asked her, rummaging through your purse for your lipstick "ugh honestly, that's a mystery to us both babes" she says while she applied another layer of lip gloss.

"To be fully honest with you babes, he actually totally catfished me on our first date" you stopped rummaging as you looked at her in disbelieve, if dear Natalie didn't have you full attention before, she definitely had it now. You turned to her, giving her your full attention as you waited for her to spill the tea to you "listen, we met over a dating app actually, and the first time I saw him I was like, where are the 6.5 foot, and your full head of hair at that you bragged about over text?" Both of you laughed as you finished applying your lipstick, now knowing why she didn't like him. You would have expected her to be just as insufferable as her husband, but instead you internally apologized to her for judging her too soon. Clearly you had no idea she was chill like that.

"But then again, I just gotta know..." you fix your earrings, then turn your head to look at the black haired woman next to you, "be honest with me, what do you even see in that man?" You inquired, all politeness be damned. She lets out a cackle "well, that depends on the day..." you give her a look, silently asking her to elaborate "...today I saw in him a brand-new eyeshadow pallet, and tomorrow maybe a new Lamborghini" she pops her lips, then shoots you a mischievous smile. "He is a hateful, desperate, and rather pathetic man" she continues, and you nod in agreement to the statement of him being hateful considering how he had treated Lycaon "clearly the dude is trying to cope with something, and if I'm fully honest with you, I'm really just sticking around cuz he pays my families bills" she finished, and you're reminded of your own financial dilemma "I know how awful it sounds but listen, I gotta make it worth my time somehow" she says, putting her hands up in an innocence feigning manner.

"But enough about me, what about you babes" you look at her again, your lipstick finding it's way back into your purse "you really won life, I mean your boyfriend is so hot, and he seems to be all over you" she says and your confusion once again resurfaces. "My boyfriend?" she mimics your confused expression as you slowly began to connect the dots in your head, "oh! no, wait, he's not my boyfriend!" You say, realization hitting you square in the face, which is now just as red as your lips while Natalie gave you an equally shocked expression. "Well babes, what are you waiting for? Hello?" She says, and you look away in embarrassment "listen, it's not like I don't want him to be" you admit "but it's... complicated" you sigh "he's my personal attendant, it would be a scandal so much is for sure" she nods along.

"Listen, people fall in love all the time, and it's rarely ever convenient" Natalie says, crossing her arm as she leans against the bathroom sink "trust me you'll regret it more if you try to ignore it" she says, and you knew she was right. Letting out a huff, you confess "truth is, I think I'm just scared of ruining what we have you know" she raises one of her eyebrows as a silent question "if I confess to him, and he doesn't reciprocate my feelings, not only would it ruin our friendship but also would make all of our interactions hella awkward" you say, a blush once again creeping its way onto your face as you internally beat yourself up for talking about your love life with some stranger in a bathroom "and even if he does, we could potentially risk ruining our careers." She takes a step towards you "shit sure sounds like a whole mess..." she says "but even then, at least you tried" she once again putts a hand on your shoulder "just talk with him, test the waters you know" she says and right now she reminded you so much of Zhu yuan.

The Pub sec officer kept saying the exact same things to you, something along the lines of "a conversation never hurt anybody" or "for starters, just ask him if he's into someone" speaking as if she had ever been in a relationship with someone, even though everyone knew she kept her job like a lover. She was also the one who had recommended Random play to you, dragging you there to pick out a romantic movie for quote unquote "Inspiration." Clearly she had been in kahoots with the the manager of the store, judging by how awfully enthusiastic said young woman seemed when she handed you the movie.

"I need to get back now, gotta keep my gremlin of a husband outta trouble" she says, as she walked past you, bringing your spiraling thoughts back to reality "maybe give what I told you one or two more thoughts on your way back to your prince charming" she said on her way out, doing finger guns as a silent way of encouraging you. And weirdly enough, it does.

As the door falls shut behind her, you once again turn to the mirror, looking yourself over one last time as you silently come to the conclusion to be honest with your feelings.

To both yourself and him.

You step outside the bathroom, wondering how much time had passed while you chatted with Mr. Goldman's better half. You make yourself on your way back to your table, hoping you haven't worried Lycaon too much with your rather long absence.

But it seems Lycaon has to wait for you just a while longer, as you're stopped in your tracks by a tall man.

"Excuse me miss, are you miss y/n by any chance?"

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Worry began to grow in Lycaon's gut as he looked at his pocket watch. You have been gone for over 30 minutes now, and he couldn't help but think that something awful must have happened. More so because of Goldman's distinct absence in the dining hall, his table having stood empty for quite some time now. He put his watch back in his pocket, having decieded to go look for you himself.

He pushed his chair back, and stood up, gently smoothing out the wrinkles that had formed on his suit from sitting as he looked around the room. His sight being the only sense he could currently rely on since it was neither impacted by the loud noise of chattering that made his ears ring in discomfort, nor by the plethora of strong floral scents that painfully burned in his nose, and in turn made it impossible for him to distinguish the sound of your voice or the smell of your perfume from the crowd.

A few more minutes pass as he walked around the hall, still no trace from either you nor that vermin, but he swore if something had happened to you, and Goldman was to blame, he would tear out that man's throat.

"Scuse me" he heard someone from behind him saying, ripping him out of his thoughts as he turned around coming face to face with Mrs. Goldman "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you Mr. L/n" she said, and he fought as he tried to suppress his tail from wagging. "How may I help Mrs. Goldman?" He asked politely, not caring about correcting her, while he secretly ravished in the thought of being married to you.

"I just wanted to ask if you'd be so kind, and give your wife this note" she asked, secretly grinning to herself as she noted that despite calling you his wife he still hadn't correcter her. "I will see to it Mrs. Goldman" he replied, feeling admittedly a bit skeptical, "have you seen y/n by any chance?" He asked, and she shook her head "nah sorry, I left the bathroom before she did, honestly i myself am looking for my husband" she said, annoyance clear in her voice as both of them shared the hope that Mr. Goldman hasn't found you first.

Finally, he spotted you after what seemed like an hour of walking around aimlessly, his tail swishing gently behind him as he wanted to make his way over to you however, his heart sank when he noticed that you weren't alone:

You were with a man - thankfully it wasn't Mr. Goldman, instead you were talking with another thiren. You didn't seem uncomfortable in any way, in fact when the man put his hand on your shoulder, you didn't recoil nor did you seem alerted in any way, you blushed even when you chatted with him.

He tried to swallow the lump in his throat and shake off this awful sting he felt in his chest as he watched you.

But to no avail.

He clenched his jaw painfully and let out a deep huff as he once again felt this feeling coursing through his veins like molten iron. A feeling that he was already painfully familiar with, having felt it before when that vermin Goldman so openly and shamelessly flirted with you.

Pure jealousy.

Not even reminding himself of the moment you two shared during the speech could ease his nerves now, quite the opposite actually, it only seemed to make his situation worse.

This was supposed to be his special day with you.

His clawed fingers traced the golden tie clip gently as he recalled the memory of both of your reflections in the mirror just a few hours earlier. He is supposed to make you blush like that, like he had done in the boutique when he called you beautiful.

He felt even more insecurities bubble up from the depth of his mind as he watched the man bend down to speak something in your ear, as you played with your earring. Something you would do if you were flustered, whatever this man has said to you, it seems that you liked it.

Lycaon felt a growl bubble in his throat when he watched how close this stranger was to you - his favourite person.

He is supposed to be this close to you, like when he had embraced you after your horrible dinner with that disgusting worm. That place by your side was his.

He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears as he looked at you, drowning everything around you out like tunnel vision; with you at it's center as he searched for any kind of discomfort on your features, shamefully hoping to find something so he could swoop in and steal you away - steal you back.

But there was nothing.

He took a deep breath, and fixed his tie as he made his way over to you, his doubts following him every step of the way. The metall of his prosthetics clacked against the marble floor, the sound of which was, for some reason, almost deafening to him as he approached slowly.

He only had himself to blame he thought. That despite the feelings he harbored for you for so unbearably long, he's never made an attempt to win your heart always valuing his professionalism over his feelings, too afraid of the possible consequences that could come from them.

Was it too late now? Did he miss his chance?

He heared you laugh, normally a sound that he craved. But now it didn't make him feel content, because it wasn't him who made you laugh. "Pardon me" he politely interrupted, fighting with himself to not bare his teeth at the other man infront of him "Ah Lycaon, perfect timing" you said "this is Mr. August" you said, and the thiren extended his hand in greeting "a pleassure meeting you" Lycaon took his hand, politely shacking it "the pleassure is all mine" he responded, even though it was the farthest thing from the truth.

You gave Lycaon a brief rundown of your conversation with Mr. August, saying that the host of tonights gala would like to have a private chat with the both of you. Mr. August was send to fetch you, and both of you got a bit lost in conversation. Lycaon nodded as he took in the information, but secretly all he could think about was how awful that man's scent clung to you.

He shouldn't smell this, he should be smelling your parfume, your shampoo or your body wash, and not another man's cologne. It taunted him with the way it wafted around his nose, like a bitter reminder that he wasn't as poised and polished as he liked to present himself. He wanted to pin you to the nearest wall, to lick you clean of that stench, and he internally scorned himself over how possesive he thought about you right now, despite lacking the courage to confess his feeling to you.

You and Lycaon followed Mr. August as he guided you down a hallway, you cautiously looked around, noticing the extravagant decor and expensive artwork hanging on the wall. On one hand you were glad to be away from the masses, and on the other you felt nervousness rise in you again. You were thankful that Lycaon was with you, since you were sure that you wouldn't have been able to face that Lady on your own. You looked at Lycaon from the corner of your eye, noting how stiff he seemed. You were aware that something was off with him, but you couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong. He had acted strange ever since he had approached you and Mr. August earlier. You pondered for a moment, could it be he was angry with you because you pretty much left him at the table, waiting for you while you chatted away with Mr. August? You swallowed thickly, that had to be it, and who could blame him that really was awful of you. Here he was supporting you the entire evening, making sure you were alright and you just leave him sitting somewhere. What a great friend you were.

You gently tugged on Lycaons sleeve trying to get his attention, and his ears perked up in suprise at the sudden sensation "I'm sorry I left you sitting at the table for so long" you apologized to him "there is no need to worry master, I'm not offended" he responded with a smile, a professional empty one.

You frowned, clearly something must have happened, you thought and dreaded the idea of Mr. Goldman having harrased him again with his usual racist antics. You swore if that was really the case, then you would make your threat of doucing that midget with your drink a reality. Maybe even giving him a good kick to where the sun doesn't shine on your way out.

You placed your hand on his forearm "are you ok?" You asked him, your voice laced with concern while he stayed silent for a moment, seemingly caught off guard by your question "everything is fine master" he replied, breaking eyecontact with you. Your own landed on his clenched fist behind his back, you wanted to reach out and hold it like he had done with yours earlier but chose against it, opting to give him some space. You gently removed your hand from his arm, and his tail dropped a bit at the lack of your touch. Mr. August stopped infront of a door "we are here, Milady is waiting inside for you" he said, and opened the door for the both of you as you stepped inside.

"I'm grateful for the oppertunity to talk with you in person, Ms. Y/n" the host spoke, her wheelchair standing next to the sofa she was sitting on "please, have a seat" she offered, and both of you sat down in the sofa across from her "allow me to properly introduce myself, my name is Clementine Walker, head and founder of Walker International Bank" she introduced herself, more so out of politeness since both you and Lycaon already knew who the Lady sitting in front of you was. She was a well known figure in New Eridu after all.

However, much like yourself she rarely ever appeared in public, choosing to dedicate most of her time to the funding of hollow related research. "I'm sorry, I don't think we are aqquainted yet" she said, her head turned towards Lycaon "it appears as such" he replied "I am Von Lycaon, I serve as Lady Y/n personal attendant" he said politely bowing his head "delighted to make your aqquaintace, Mrs. Walker" He seemed colder than usual.

Mrs. Walker turned to you once more "I assume my husband has already informed you about the purpose of this meeting, yes?" She asked gently placing her hands in her lab "even though it was on rather short notice, please pardon my poor time management." You blinked a few times, voicing out the thought both you and Lycaon shared "your husband?" Mrs. Walker giggled a bit "Yes, August Walker is my husband" she replied, and you apologized for your impoliteness but she assured you that it was alright "it suprises a lot of people" she had said.

Shortly after Mr. August returned, setting down a tray with tea before excusing himself again. You intently listened as Mrs. Walker spoke, internally screaming as you misjudged the temperature of the beverage in your hand, burning your tongue a little in the process. Mrs. Walker, or Clementine as she prefered you'd call her got straight to the point of why she had asked for your time, as she shared her wish of becoming an Investor for your company. For a moment you thought of asking Lycaon to pinch you, just to convince yourself that this was really happening.

Lycaon however was currently boiling in shame, his jealousy now having fully morphed into guilt, and embarrassment as he remembered his earlier antics when he saw you with August Walker. How unbecoming of him to jump to conclusions like that, opting to try and deflect from what he had seen, and felt by putting up his usual professional demeanour he used for any other client.

But you weren't any other client, and he recalls how ashamed he felt when he had seen your expression earlier, clearly concerned for him as you looked right through his carefully crafted facade. He felt beyond awful for pushing you away like that.

However, in a corner of his mind he was silently celebrating. Knowing that perhaps, it still wasn't too late to capture your heart like you had done with his. But especially after today, he didn't know if he could even muster up the courage of asking you out even if he had the oppertunity.

"If I may be so bold to ask" you started, feeling rather anxious in Mrs. Walkers presence. "What was it that sparked your interesst for my company?" You asked, hoping she wouldn't find your question offending. Suprisingly she let out a warm hearted chuckle as she gently moved up her dress, revealing a pair of prosthetics. "Believe it or not, but you have sparked that interesst in me yourself" you tried to apologize to her for prying into such a private topic but she set your mind at ease "it's quite alright deary" she had said.

Slowly your cups began to get emptier, and emptier as Mrs. Walker told the story of how she had met her husband. You and Lycaon perked up when she explained that August Walker had also been her personal attendant, who had taken care of her when she had lost her legs, and whom she had ultimately fallen in love with. As the clock hit 11 am, you decieded to also make your way back home, having thanked Mrs. Walker for the oppertunity and promised her to stay in touch.

The way to the car, and the ride was silent. While you still pondered what could be wrong with Lycaon, he himself occupied his mind trying to figure out where to go with his feelings now. Should he should act on them, or give them up. Mrs. Walkers Story was still fresh on both of your minds, and it gave Lycaon a little hope when he thought about you and him.

Back home, you once again kicked off your high heels like you had done yesterday. You should feel at ease now, that straining evening was over, and you gained a new and influencial ally that could potentially solve all of your financial problems. But you didn't feel like celebrating, too concerned about your companion. Said companion has taken to the kitchen, still having not spoken a single word since the gala. On silent feet you decieded to approach him, trying to carefully pry what was wrong.

You found him in the kitchen, downing a shot of whatever alcohol he had found in the refrigerator, something that concerned you even more by how out of character it seemed for him. He rarely ever drank, prefering tea over anything else. His tie was undone, and his suit jacket layed abandoned on the chair nearby, folded neatly regardless "Lycaon" you started, alerting him to your pressence "are you unwell?" You asked him and he put the bottle to the side, taking a Martini glass from the cupboard. "everything is alright master, the strong smells tonight just have taken quite a toll on me" he lied, and you noticed immediately by the way he pressed his ears to his head. "How about we celebrate your success" he said returning to what he was doing, still refusing to meet your gaze. You sat down in your usual spot as you watched him reach for a knife, noting how much his hand shook. "Has something happened with goldman? Has he harrassed you again while I was away?" You tried again "not at all master, please do not worry" he replied and you took a deep breath. You weren't mad at him, no - right now you were very concerned by the way he acted. "Have I... done something to upset you" you asked which was admittedly what you worried about the most.

This question caught Lycaon off guard so much, the hand that held the knife missed the lemon he was peeling, and the sharp edge of the blade found the flesh of his finger instead "damnit" he whispered, holding his now bleeding finger. The fur around it slowly turning red, and that was your last straw. You got up from where you've been sitting, quickly aproaching him, the sound of which startling Lycaon. "I apologize, I'll quickly grab a bandaid and-" you interrupted him by gently taking his hand, leading him away from the cutting board. The knife now laying abandoned, a red stain on the pristine blaid, just like the stain on Lycaon's pristine demeanour.

You turned on the faucet, gently holding his finger under the cold water. He winced a bit at the temperatur and the small sting of his wound making contact with the water, but he once again felt himself absorbed by the different in size of both your, and his hand. You grabbed the first aid kit from under the kitchen sink, rummaging through it, and shortly after wrapped a bandaid around Lycaon's finger. The shame Lycaon felt in this moment was almost unbearable for him. His guilt sending an ice cold shiver down his spine, while his face heated up at you doting over him. His ears pressed to his head again and he tried to speak, to at least say something.

But a simple "Thank you" was all that left his mouth.

You sighed heavily, and he feared he had dissapointed you "master I-" you gently shushed him, grabbing his hand, and carefully guided him towards the living room. You sat down, gently patting the spot next to you, urging him to sit. He obliged dispite his discomfort, he knew you ment well even though right now he was afraid what you might say to him. "You know, I always appreciated that I could tell you everything, you always had an open ear for me, and never judged me" you started "and I'm sorry that i haven't shown you my gratitude for that enough" he strongly wanted to object, seeming dissatisfied with you feeling like you had to apologize to him even though it was him who created this mess by refusing to confront himself. "But, I want to become that same kind of person to you too" you gently reached for his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. The contact seeming to immediately relax him a tad bit, just like how his own touch had calmed you. "Just know that I will always have an open ear for you as well, no matter what" he studied your expression, you weren't mad neither dissapointed. Your face radiated a form of certainty, and security, he squeezed your hand tighter. He was conflicted, should he tell you about his feelings now? How would you react? Surely it wouldn't be a good idea if he made you worry with his uncharacteristic antics, just to kiss you.

Kiss you?

Without him even realizing, his heart had acted faster than his brain could worry about the consequences, his lips finding yours in a quick and tender kiss. He quickly moved away, mortified at what he had just done "My sincerest apologies! I don't know what came over me!" He apologized, once again avoided your gaze, feeling the urge to flee. But you gently grabbed his chin, turning his head to look at you. You two looked at eachother for a moment and he finally cracked under your caring gaze."I was jealous, I apologize" he admitted "I had seen you talking with Mr. Walker earlier and thought he may have been... flirting with you" you looked at him, tracing calming circles on his hand with your thumb "why would you be jealous?" You asked carefully "because I-" he stopped for a short moment, taking a deep breath as he summoned the courage to speak the words he's wanted to tell you for so long "I'm in love with you."

you're eyes widened, but you didn't seem apphaled nor insulted by his confession, which set his spiraling mind at ease, even if just for a little "why have you never told me" you asked, internally calling yourself a hypocrite for the exact same reason "I was worried it might cause a scandal, I wouldn't want to ruin what you have worked so hard for, and the friendship we had build" he said "besides I-" he took a deep breath "I thought that maybe it would have been for the best if you had found someone else" he said, his ears once again pressing to his head, clearly betraying how he felt about that statement "why would you think that?" You asked confused, feeling bad for bombarding him with so many uncomfortable questions.

He slouched a bit, a pained expression on his face "Look at me" his hand perched on one of his mechanical knees as a silent way of accentuating the crux of his dilemma, and he once again broke eye contact with you "I'm only half a man" he spoke, the following silence slowly nurturing that weed of doubt that had taken root in his mind. That sentence broke your heart. You knew loosing limbs is awfully traumatic, but you had never fathomed how bad Lycaon's own body dysmorphia really was. And how could you have know, it was a part of him always carefully locked behind his polished and perfect demeanour, shamefully hidden away from the world.

You reached out to him, gently cupped his cheek, and he looked at you again "you have gone through thick and thin with me these last one and a half years, and you always supported me" you started, gently stroking his cheek with your thumb "you may think of yourself as nothing more than half a man..." you smiled at him with the same beautiful smile that would always make butterflies erupt in his stomache, and it seemed to lighten up his dark mood "but to me, you're already my whole world" you confessed, and he held his breath, his brain slowly starting to process your words "does that mean you-" he started and you nodded "I'm in love with you too Lycaon." His eye lightened up at your words, his heart doing jumping jacks in his chest as you held his face in both your hands now, looking deep into his eye "so please, kiss me properly" you said, slowly leaning in, and he obliged immediately "with pleassure, master."

Your lips connected again in a searing and loving kiss, the butterflies in your, and his stomach exploding into fireworks. He cupped the back of your head, deepening the kiss, pulling you closer to him, and you straddled Lycaon's lap in response. His hands were gently perched on your hips, your arms found their way around his neck as you both fully enjoyed the intimate moment you shared with eachother. You heared Lycaon's tail thump against the sofa, while he questioned if this was really happening or if it was just another one of his desperate dreams. And even if it was, then it was the best he has had in a long time.

You two seperated the kiss, still holding eye contact with eachother, both slightly out of breath "damn" you started and he tilted his head a bit to the side, his ear flicking in confusion "you're incredibly handsome, and you're an amazing kisser" you complimented him and he chuckled "a compliment that I'll gladly return in full" he said, burying his face in your neck. His tail moving excitedly from side to side as he held you in his embrace never wanting this moment to end, wanting to hold you forever.

You leaned against his chest "so goldman really didn't bother you" you asked, and Lycaon reached for your hand, gently taking it in his "no don't worry, that cretin hadn't shown his face after you told him off after dinner" he said bemused. You looked at your hand, marveling how much bigger his was than yours "more like you told him off, if I didn't know any better goldman would have almost caught fire by the way you had looked at him" you giggled. He laced his fingers with yours "I'm sorry if my behaviour in that situation has made you uncomfortable" he said, a twinge of guild finding its way back into his voice "don't worry you didn't make me uncomfortable" you said, bringing his hand to your face and planted a kiss on his knuckles "I liked it, the way you stood up for me, and protected me" you blushed a little as you remembered the situation, now realizing that there might have been a twinge of possesiveness in his words as well. He gently laid his head ontop of yours "I also liked how you had stood up for me during yesterday's dinner" he hugged you a bit tighter, tracing little shaped on your hand.

"I admire you you know" you said and he perked up "how so?" He asked you, while you thought about how he had spoken about himself earlier "because, dispite what happened to you, you never gave up, and stayed diligent" you said, hoping your words would soothe that ache of his "you're inspiring" he was speechless, his heartbeat picking up a notch "you give me the strength, and motivation to keep working hard" you gently trace his mechanical knee, his heart was soaring as he watched you "and this doesn't make you ugly, or less of a man, it actually makes you very attractive in my eyes" you admitted "I know I can always count on you, and you can always count on me, you have my word" you finished, looking deep into his eye.

In a flash Lycaon had you pinned to the sofa, his lips once again finding yours. Only this time his kiss was different, it was hungry and lust driven as he used your suprise to push his tongue into your mouth as it moved against yours. The alcohol he had earlier seeming to fuel the fire that still burned in his stomache, as he unbottoned his shirt, exposing his muscled chest to you. He broke the kiss to let you catch your breath, your eyes were wide at his bold action. He gently grabbed your hand, and brought it to his face, placing a kiss on your palm. Then he spoke, low and gentle. You heart skipped several beats as his words left his mouth

"Master, please allow me to make love to you"

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Part 5 ->

To be continued ->

First and foremost, thank you for reading. This chapter was definetly longer than the previous ones, but I wasn't able to split it without ruining the pacing.

Anyways, next chapter will be the Nsfw chapter, and I hope I nailed it. It's not often I write smut.

Lastly, thank you again for reading. I hope you enjoyed.

-Elio

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Can you please do band of brothers react to you being a dallas cowboys cheerleader? I've been watching the netfilx show and I'm so invested lol. LOVE YOUR ACCOUNT BTW🩷

Easy co. reacting to their s/o being a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader!

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genre: romance; a little comedy

warnings: a little suggestion, kinda dirty on ron’s part; fem! reader

description: The men of easy, reaction to you (their s/o) being a DCC!

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Dick Winters: Oh wow, this guy is usually pretty good about keeping himself composed in overwhelming situations, but it’s almost impossible for him to keep his chill when he sees you in that costume for the first time, he’s at a total loss of words. He thinks you look amazing. His face gets so red, it’s adorable. He would be at every one of the games cheering you on, being the most supportive husband ever. He would pack your lunch and make sure you’re ready for every practice/game.

Lewis Nixon: This man is just WAITING for you to ask him to be your personal assistant. If the moment ever presents itself, he's definitely telling everyone that you're a cheerleader for the Cowboys. I feel like he’d be the type to take a tonnnn of pics of you every single game (he’s giving soccer mom vibes.) I feel like he’d also be one of those husbands who collect a lot of your merch?? He’s also very obnoxiously cheering you on every single game lmao.

Carwood Lipton: This guy is the best support system EVER!!! He’s at every game, watching you attentively, cheering you on. And at the end of each game, he’s waiting for you and congratulating you on how well you did. He thinks he is the luckiest man in the world, he honestly doesn’t know how he got you at all. I feel like before each game he’d definitely send you off with sweet little notes of affirmation to hype you up.

Joe Toye: Oh boy, when I tell you that Joe becomes insufferable about the fact that HIS girlfriend is a Dalla Cowboy Cheerleader, I mean it. He’s bringing it up anytime he can, literally just wants to brag to all of his friends about you 24/7. Whenever this guy sees you in your cheerleading outfit though is when he really loses it. He would be in a complete trance the entire game watching you dance in very little clothing, he also temporarily becomes a Cowboys fan just for you.

Joe Liebgott: If this guy wasn’t already down bad for you before, he definitely is now. When he sees you in your uniform he loses his mind for a second. To put it to you simply, he is obsessed. He’s got plenty of photos that he’s showing just about EVERYONE when he gets the chance. From now on, absolutely no one can give him shit about anything because his gf is a dallas cowboy cheerleader. You can always look in the crowd to see him cheering you on loudly.

Bill Guarnere: Like Toye, he’ll temporarily become a Cowboys fan for you, but don’t let it fool you, if you guys are playing against the Eagles he’s gonna be decked out in their merch. He will tell you that the best thing about dating a professional cheerleader is getting to go to all of the football games, but don’t listen to him because he’s more than obsessed with you. At the games if another guy in the crowd tries staring at you he’d be kicked out for trying to fight the guy. “Gotta starin’ problem, pal?”

George Luz: This sweet babe makes being your boyfriend his entire personality trait. Like on every single profile his bio is probably “y/n’s boyfriend” or “I love my girlfriend.” Like a lot of the others, he’s also telling the whole world about you when he gets the chance. He thinks he is the luckiest guy ever, when he sees you in your uniform his smile gets so big it's adorable. Like Nix, he also gives off soccer mom vibes. Making sure you’re well fed before each of the games, laying out your clothes, he’ll go the whole 9 yards just to see you smile!

Moe Alley: Oh man, he looks like a kid in a candy store seeing you out there dancing for the first time. He’d be there with a camera being your own personal photographer. To him it’s the best deal ever, getting to see you perform and watch all of the cowboys home games?? He’s such a simp for you it’s hilarious, like this man is scrubbing the floors, cooking you all kinds of treats, spoiling you with gifts, absolutely anything because this man is OBSESSED with you.

Eugene Roe: I would be lying if I said he didn’t get nervous every time he saw you dancing. (or really doing anything if we’re being completely honest.) He has the sweetest face while watching you do what you love. I would say he’s the most supportive out of all the guys. He just wants you to be the happiest girl in the world :) He might get a little shy cheering you on sometimes, but he’ll always be there watching you with a smile on his face

Floyd Talbert: Oh you’re a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader? Oh that’s hilarious you say that because his clothes just magically disappeared when you told him. To put it simply, he’s a total slut for you. Every time he sees you in the outfit he can’t control himself. He’s cheering as loud as can be, reminding everyone in the stands that you’re his girl. He can’t help himself but to stare at you the entire game. In the end he’s absolutely crazy about you and the uniform just fuels it even more lmao

Bull Randleman: He absolutely loves it. He goes all out in supporting you of course. I feel like he’d be the type to bring his entire friend group to the game just because he needs more people to help cheer you on. When he sees you in your uniform for the first time, he’s most likely drooling on himself. Like most of the others, he turns into a complete simp watching you do practically anything. During the games he’s decked out in the corniest cowboy gear you’ll find. Before the games he’d send you sweet goodluck messages too ;)

Skip Muck: He’s at a loss of words. He finds you absolutely breathtaking. “How in the world did I ever catch you?” He finds it so interesting that you take on such a complex hobby, and even more interesting that you participate in it at such a high level. He's definitely setting up posters of you all over his room like a schoolboy who just hit puberty. Honestly, this man makes being your partner a part of his personality trait. Every game he’d be cheering you on so loud, completely fangirling.

Don Malarkey: This guy is also going to be fangirling so much lmao. He’s gonna let everyone that sits beside him at the game know that you're his partner. “You see her? Yeah that’s my girl.” He’s so proud watching you go. To you, you look like a complete goddess, he can’t help but stare in awe the entire game. After every game he’d be waiting for you with flowers and food to congratulate you on your great performance.

Babe Heffron: He’s drooling at the mouth seeing you perform for the first time. He’s a complete whore for you. He’s probably got some huge camera with him, filming you dancing for the majority of the game lmao. During auditions and tryouts this man is making sure you are completely prepared. Packing you the best lunches, making sure you have all of your stuff ready and packed. He'll do almost anything to make you happy. He’s a total simp for you, it's adorable haha.

Shifty Powers: He’s probably the sweetest of the guys, along with gene. He’s in heaven. He thinks it’s amazing how talented you are. Before every game he’s wishing you the best of luck and after every game he’s waiting for you with a bouquet and a bag of your favorite snacks. “Oh boy, you did great out there, I wish I could watch it again.” He’s in absolute awe every time he sees you dance. Not to mention how he thinks you look absolutely STUNNING in your uniform.

Frank Perconte: Frank thinks it’s brilliant how graceful you are out there. I mean, how many other guys can say that their girl is a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader? Whenever you are dancing he’ll be there watching, and obnoxiously cheering you on, to the point where the others around him actually get irritated. The first time he saw you in your uniform he was close to fainting (let’s just say he was VERY excited lmao) He’s always happy to see his girl do good on the field.

Ron Speirs: This is the only time you’ll probably ever see this man crack into a full smile, when you’re out there in little to no clothing, dancing your ass off. He can’t stop watching. He’ll always find himself stuck when you ask him why he was staring so intensely during the game, (this might sound super weird but let me tell you this man wants you to full on lap dance on him with your outfit on) Good thing you’re a cheerleader bc he knows exactly what you guys are gonna be for halloween!!

Johnny Martin: He tries his hardest to seem unfazed by the whole cheerleader thing (this guy tries being so nonchalant it KILLS me.) Secretly on the inside though, little 12 year old him is fangirling like there’s no tomorrow. His facial expression might hide how he’s feeling when he sees you in your uniform for the first time, but let me tell you his ears and cheeks are blood red. After every game he’ll walk over to you like a proud father and give you his daily words of affirmation with of course, a pat on the back to go along with it.

Skinny Sisk: To him, it’s a total dream come true, a complete blessing to him. Getting to watch you go out there in little to no clothing, and dance like the pro you are, FOR FREE is insane to him. He thinks you’re a total vixen. I think during the season he gets pretty protective over you. He’s heard things about other men taking inappropriate pictures of the cheerleaders without their knowledge so he’s always looking out for that kinda stuff. (Also if Judy and Kelly are being bitches to you, he will be HAPPY to burn their house down for you.)

Chuck Grant: He has SO much respect for you it actually makes my heart melt. I feel like he’s also seen and heard things about just some of the stuff you girls have to go through just about everyday with constant competition around you 24/7. He’s gonna cheer you on no matter what. Hell, he might just be the loudest guy in the whole damn stadium. He’s so supportive though, just know you’ll feel it every time he’s watching you out there :)

David Webster: I have this super cute thought in my head that you guys met during an interview, where Web (some journalist writing on the DCC) is asking you (a DCC) for all the inside scoops for his next piece. From then on you guys would be inseparable. He’d be at all the games watching you with so much interest and enthusiasm. I think he’d actually kind of enjoy the environment during the game. Give him some popcorn and he wouldn’t mind a bit.

Buck Compton: Oh he loves it! Of course we all know this man LOVES football, and he most definitely loves you, so seeing both at the same place at the same time is like his dream come true lol. He’d probably be out there every game with one of those huge face posters of just you. He thinks you are more than talented and honestly so proud to have a girl like you. Like Ron, he’s definitely gonna pick a DCC and a DCF as y’all’s halloween costume just about every year.

Thank you again for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Make sure to help a writer out and like or reblog if you’d like! 🤍💗

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svtdarlingbby · 2 years ago

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Seventeen with a gym rat s/o

Svt x gym rat s/o. aka with an s/o who loves the gym as much as these buff babes. also low-key an excuse to post seventeen gym selcas 🫣💪

Seungcheol:

I think Cheol said somewhere that he prefers playing sports vs going to the gym

valid

but since he's with you and wants to spend more time with you he finds himself at the gym

he's pretty impressed by all your knowledge of various workout machines

wanted to impress you though so he suggested lifting weights

he's surprisingly able to lift a lot

but not as effortlessly at you

you found yourself gently correcting his form so he won't get hurt

tbh it was so endearing for Cheol

you babying him was so sweet

after weights you guys decided to have a friendly competition on the stair master

Cheol thought it would be easy, I mean it's just climbing stairs right?

WRONG

he was huffing and puffing meanwhile you were still climbing the infinite stairs effortlessly

it was at that point he considered you a fitness god and told himself that he'd always go to the gym with you

the next day he was soooo sore lol he couldn't get out of bed rip

you couldn't help but laugh

still tho you were nice and rewarded his efforts with some cuddles

Jeonghan:

Jeonghan finds himself going to the gym occasionally but the gym def isn't a huge priority in his life

however since dating you he noticed how much you love going to the gym

so he figured he might as well try it out too

but omg

he's trying sooooo hard to focus on lifting AND THEN THERES YOU

looking hella hot in your gym clothes lifting weights effortlessly

is totally checking you out

and you def notice

"JEONGHAN! NO SLACKING YOU CAN LOOK AT ME ALL YOU WANT LATER BUT FOCUS ON LIFTING!"

ah right-

but he low-key uses this as an excuse to get your attention

"Y/N? is my form right?" he says as he purposely holds the weights weirdly

"Nope, you've gotta hold it like this" you say as you adjust his grasp and form

lol this menace found the perfect way to get you close to him

of course he still actually listens to you and works out

but occasionally he'll try to purposely mess up his form to get you to help if he's extra needy

doesn't care if he's sore the next day

will use this as an excuse to cuddle with you

until you use your muscles to break free of his grasp and haul his ass out of bed

this reminds him that maybe he should continue going to the gym

one day he'll have enough muscles to cuddle you all day

Joshua:

I feel like Joshua goes to the gym more often then he makes it out to be

have you seen this guy's veiny arms??

he's gotta be lifting

he's super happy about having an s/o who also prioritizes the gym

arm day with you is always his fave

just seeing your strong muscles and physique lift the heavy weights just make his heart go crazy

like ughhh mommy/daddy

so he also wants to return the favor by impressing you

puts a lot of effort into lifting, making sure his form is just right

tbh you really do serve as motivation for him

he's been getting buffer since he started dating you

he has the cutest shyest smile when you compliment him

"Wow Josh, you've got arms of steel" you say as you squeeze his bicep

if he could he would melt right there

it means a lot coming from you since you're an expert with all things fitness

def reciprocates too

like you guys would just be chilling and he'd squeeze your arm

"Damn Y/N, you're armed and dangerous"

oh lord he's such a cheeseball

Jun:

y'all did you see limbo? 👀

it's so obvious Jun has worked hard for that body

and it was so convenient that you came into his life at that point

just as he was incorporating the gym more into his routine is when you and him began to date

tbh it was so convenient and Jun really appreciates having you around

Jun doesn't know if his form is correct? don't worry he's got you to fix it

Jun needs someone to spot him when he's bench pressing? you're already there by his side

Jun is experiencing a plateau? you've already got suggestions of different new exercises to try

basically it's because of you and your support he's even more motivated to go to the gym!

also my man Jun also appreciates the view if you know what I'm saying

having you by his side makes him feel even more stronger and powerful

like "yes my s/o is a fitness buff and is helping ME while looking like a snack"

these are just his thoughts tho

in reality he's just snaking his toned arms around your just as toned form, smiling to himself

Hoshi:

ohhh you know he's gonna make you his gym buddy

I meannnnnn have you seen this mans body???

boi loves to workout

will always spot you during arm day

is your biggest cheerleader when you move up in weights!!

"OMG Y/N YOU LIFTED THAT MUCH???!! I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!"

will literally hug you all sweaty in the middle of the gym lol its a little embarrassing but sooo endearing

also

the fact that you love to work out? you're prob building quite the muscles

Soonyoung isn't shy when it comes to wanting to feel your toned arms

"Whoaaaa since when did you become so buff?" he says infatuated with your arms lol

of course you feel flustered cuz this man does this even in public!!

but low-key his reactions are your motivation to keep up your progress

also he lovesss to take gym selfies

you think his gym selfies are hot? they get even better with you right next to him flexing your hard work

he feels so luckyy

overall he loves that he gets to work out at the gym with a hottie like you

Wonwoo:

I feel like Wonwoo is a subtle guy when it comes to the gym

like yeah it's so obvious he goes to the gym but the gym isn't a huge facet of his life

when he realizes that its quite the opposite for you, he sees this as an opportunity to make more of an effort to make the gym routine

tbh he's amazed at how locked in you are with a routine at the gym

so for the first few days he kinda just copies you lol

he does the same exercises and kinda lets you be

its comfortable silence really

you guys both have your earbuds in doing your own thing while being near each other

of course he'll steal a few glances at you

but he always says its to match your form lolll sure

in private though he's always teasing you in a good way about your muscles

like he'll just randomly approach you, squeeze your muscular bicep, and say something like "close the gyms" in a really deadpan voice

it's soooo cheesy lmaooo but that line never fails to make you feel flustered hehe

Woozi:

have you seen Jihoon lately?

this mans getting b u f f

and having an s/o who's a gym rat like him?

goals

whenever you're getting ready to go to the gym Jihoon always wants to tag along

"Don't you have to produce a song tonight?"

"Nah I can squeeze in a gym session"

he's mainly going because you're going lol

he's def impressed with how fit you are, knowing all the machines and having effortless form

he's like damn I wanna be like that too

ALWAYS brags about this fact to the boys when he works out with them

"What kinda machine is that?" asked one of the guys

"That's a hip abductor, Y/N is a master of that"

also whenever you two are at the gym together

he feels so much more motivated

will def wanna do exercises that involve the both of you

is always down to hold down your feet during sit ups

cardio day you guys are on treadmills side by side

Jihoon won't admit this but when you guys are taking it easy a walking on the treadmills he treats it as if you guys were on a peaceful stroll together

he also won't admit he turns into a blushing puddle whenever you notice his progress

"Dang Jihoon, you're looking buff today" you say as you squeeze his toned biceps

that's it. brb Jihoon is gonna go to the gym to keep up the progress

DK:

I know this man is gonna be obsessed with the fact that you love the gym

he def will use the gym as an opportunity to spend time with you

while also getting buff himself

Seokmin is a total goofball

I can see him asking you for "motivation" during pushups

aka him asking you to lie under him for a kiss for each successful push up

like just look at him in that pic god damn

I meannnn lets just say you both benefited from that

he's also your biggest cheerleader

like when you're lifting weights omg he got the whole gym staring at you with his cheering

"YEAHHHH YOU GOT THIS Y/N!!! WHO'S THE STRONGEST BABE HERE? YOU!!!"

"ohmygodseokminpls"

after you lift the weights he's still gonna be a goofball about it

"now lift me pls" he says holding out his arms to you

you can only roll your eyes but lift him up nonetheless

he's giggling like an idiot and you can only roll your eyes

low-key motivates you to get stronger and vice versa

he wants to pick you up too hehe

he really does make gym sessions so much more enjoyable aww

Mingyu:

man Mingyu really does work out for that hot bod of his

while he love to play sports he also finds himself working out often too

when you came into his life though he thought having you around would motivate him more to go to the gym

because you were already sporting quite the hot body yourself

while you were typically very focused at the gym, once Mingyu came along that changed

of course you always thought Mingyu was hot, but when he's working out

oh my

you feel your face somehow get even hotter despite being all sweaty from working out when you see Mingyu doing all this

WHY IS HE CAKED UP LMAOOOO

while you're over here flustered over him Mingyu gets kinda cocky lol

like when he's spotting you while you're lifting

"Whoa there Y/N, I know I'm making your heart race but you gotta take it easy" he says as he fixes your form

mannn does he make working out hard

or when you're stretching he'll purposely flaunt stretch his arms while you glare as you're trying to hold your stretch

he'll also flex and try to lift the heaviest weights ever to get your attention

thankfully his antics catch up to him as he's superrr sore the next day

but he'd happily use this as a reason for you to take the lead if you know what I mean ;)

Minghao:

Minghao has become quite the fitness buff within the past few years

I mean look at those guns!!

I remember Minghao once said that it is super hard for him to gain muscle and look at him now ughhh

and seeing you succeed with your fitness goals makes Minghao even more proud

going to the gym is like breathing for you guys

you two always go to the gym together

and since you're with Minghao, every occasion has to be a fashion statement

you two are always wearing the coolest, trendiest, gym clothes that still manage to be uniquely your styles

it makes Minghao's heart flutter every time he seeing you wearing the gym shoes he bought you

especially when you're wearing one of his old gym shirts omg this man can barely even focus on working out LMAO and he's like the biggest gym rat out of all these dudes

gym selfies are a priority

his fav ones being the ones where both of you are goofily flexing your muscles

he's always so impressed by how much you can lift too

is soooooo flustered when you lift him up in the middle of the gym

but he secretly loves it so much awww like on the inside he's giggling and kicking his feet in the air haha

but as unserious as you guys act

once it comes to working out, you guys are fitness gods

you two are so focused when you're in the zone lifting or running on the treadmill

it's impressive really

and Minghao is so thankful that you're here to make the gym more fun

Seungkwan:

Seungkwan has found himself going to the gym more often since you came into his life

you would think it's because he wants to live a healthy lifestyle

it's because you two are so damn competitive

ever since you told him how many minutes it took for you to run a mile on the elliptical Boo was impressed but decided to challenge you

"Oh yeah? That's pretty impressive, but I can easily do that in less time"

"Oh really?"

"Bet"

so you guys go to the gym

and for you the elliptical is nothing

you look over and see Seungkwan starting to break a sweat in the first five minutes

"Getting tired Boo?"

"Stay in your lane"

god he was so sassy lol

but beating each other in a friendly competition was how you two rolled

of course you ended up winning while Seungkwan was a huffing puffing mess, all red

"Ok I admit it Y/N, you are a fitness god"

that compliment fueled your ego lol but you weren't mean about it

"Here's the prize for second place" you said before you kissed him

"Maybe losing isn't so bad after all" he laughed and hugged you, not minding either of you being sweaty

"Haha loser, let's play some badminton?" you ask

"Always! Now we'll see whose the loser" he smirks

Vernon:

okay first of all why is he wearing denim on denim TO THE GYM??

ANYWAYS kinda like Jeonghan I don't see Vernon prioritizing the gym all that much

but once he starts dating you, he notices that the gym ends up taking a lot of your time

so he's like "heck why not go with Y/N to the gym?"

is ill prepared as you can see in the pic

"Hansol. WHY are you not in your gym clothes?"

"Hm? Oh. Right. Let me snap a pic of my fit before I change"

*facepalm*

once he's changed he's ready to go!

feels kinda lost tho with all the machines

you're about to start lifting when you see Vernon looking confused as he's trying to distinguish a dumbbell from a kettlebell

you think its kinda cute watching his eyes go back and forth between the different types of weights

but you also don't wanna patronize him or anything

"Hansol, why don't you start with a dumbbell?" you say handing an appropriately weighted dumbbell to him

at this point you kind of become like his personal trainer

at first he was just watching you to see what you did with your dumbbell and tried to do the same

once you began to guide him you could tell he was a lot more secure

and he really did look like he was enjoying the workout!

tbh the gym really strengthens your bond this way

Dino:

our boy Lee Chan is obsessed with the gym

I mean look at that body ughhhh 😮‍💨

so when he starts dating you the gym becomes practically your second homes

he's hella impressed with your strength for sure

"Whoa Y/N, how are you able to lift that much?"

he's also kinda cheeky when it comes to stealing glances at you working out

it's leg day and you're doing squats? 👀

he's super subtle about it tho cause he actually takes the gym seriously *ahem Jeonghan*

he also def tries to show off for you

when he's doing arm curls he'll def put extra effort in flexing his biceps when he sees you watching

will also act like the heaviest weights are nothing for him

pays for his cockiness the next day in the form of soreness

this becomes the perfect opportunity for you to cuddle with his muscular self

maybe the gym can wait a few more minutes hehe

#seventeen reactions #seventeen scenarios #seventeen x reader #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #svt x reader #scoups x reader #jeonghan x reader #joshua x reader #junhui x reader #hoshi x reader #woozi x reader #wonwoo x reader #mingyu x reader #dk x reader #the8 x reader #vernon x reader #seungkwan x reader #lee chan x reader

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deluluduck227 · 1 year ago

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how to deal with a pregnant woman? |Hakim ZIYECH

Summary : Situations when Hakim knew exactly how to deal with his pregnant wife

Words count: 870 (the longest)

Being seven months pregnant, your hormones took the best of you. You literally cried river or when you couldn’t pick up the remote lying on the floor because of your bump. But all through this, your husband always helped you. Hakim always made sure that you felt loved and he never even let you lift a finger.

"Donut needs a friend!"

You were chilling in the living room, and a cover was shielding your body from the cold weather, Donut, your cat was lying just beside the extremities of your legs. Wiggling his tail from time to time, he annoyed Hakim who was lying on the couch, too busy playing 'Call of Duty' on his phone. While all your attention was on the television, one of your favorite movies was playing 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory'. The number of times you've watched it is uncountable yet it never failed to make you enjoy it. The familiar smell of the diner that Hakim took charge of cooking was making you so eager to put it in your mouth. All of these circumstances were more than enough to make you comfy, happy which you were! But looking at Donut who was trying to sleep, he looked "tired, gloomy, and downhearted" only from your point of view. You realized that your dear cat was feeling lonely and there's nothing you could do about it and what made it worse was you realizing that he's gonna die. This brought tears to your eyes as you were now crying silently. Your loud sobbing grabbed your husband's attention and as soon as he acknowledged you were crying he approached you at the speed of light. " Hey babe what's wrong?" He divulged, the worry was clear on his face as he cupped your face, his warm thumbs wiping the tears gently. " Donut's gonna die!" He quickly switched his gaze to the cat who was grooming his paws indifferently. "What do you mean? He seems very fine to me!" " No, you don't understand" you sniffled " He's gonna die one day!" " Babe, the average age of cats is 14 years. Donut's still young, he's gotta a good 12 years ahead to live!" He tried to comfort you with his deep warm voice. " Exactly! He doesn't even know how short his life is." You murmured, hiccuped breaths were interrupting your speech occasionally. The whole situation seemed funny for Hakim yet he didn't laugh because he knew it would hurt. He just wrapped his arms around your shoulders while you put your head on his chest, your breaths matching the steady pace of his heartbeat until you progressively calmed down. " Get me another cat!" You interrupted the silent moment you've just had. " You want another cat?" You nodded. "But I think Donut is enough for us!" " He needs a companion, I can feel it from her eyes! "Your last remark made a smile beam through his face as he raised his eyebrows as if he was making sure he heard you just right and you nodded to assure it. " I just imagined him being alone this whole time. Babe, what if he feels left out because the baby is born and then he feels like he's not the baby anymore?" Hakim was just listening to his pregnant wife, he got used to these breakouts by now and he knew exactly how to deal with them. "Don't worry munchkin, We'll get Donut a friend !"

Cranvings and relief

Hakim was watching as you were stirring the soup. You craved some Moroccan Harira and since he was not the best cook you chose to do it yourself, and he insisted on helping you. He's been enjoying watching you waddling around with your huge baby bump and pouty lips. On days when it's too much for you to handle, he'd stop enjoying it. He admits that he'll miss the pregnant you but what to do? "Stop staring like that and mix this! Put those arms in use." You were pointing at the bowl that had some flour and water. It was necessary to make the soup more viscous. "I mean what can I do? You're adorable pregnant!" He teased you, already started to mix the ingredients, and poured them into the harira. "This !" You pointed to your bump as you continued." It is your fault! You seduced me into this!" You earned a loud laugh from him as he resumed stirring the ready soup. "Well, I did it after your acceptance!" He spoke knowingly, wiggling his eyebrows at you. You couldn't bear the backache anymore as you leaned on the counter searching for relief. And that's when Hakim knew exactly how to deal with this situation. " Babe, stand straight for me." He demanded gently as you felt his presence behind. You applied, furrowing your eyebrows. His hands sneaked under your bump as he crossed his fingers tightly, lifting your bump. The relief you felt was undescribable, you never felt this light in months. "Babe, this feels so good. I can't imagine I survived all this period without these hacks." " I know I know, don't be surprised when you gotta a talented man like me! Now go sit I'ill serve dinner." You nodded as you turned to peck him quickly.

i know i already wrote a hakim fanfic with a pregnancy trope but what can i do he's the fittest to my imagines

#football imagines #football fanfics #footballer x reader #footballer x you #morocco #football fics #football #hakim ziyech x reader #hakim ziyech #hakim ziyech imagines

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trendywaifus · 1 year ago

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could i get a sequel to the fic of ningguang comforting anxious reader with yoimiya, kokomi and lynette if ur comfortable with writing her? :3c i'm happy to see that you're back and writing!! <3

woah lumi, you’re my first customer?? omg?? i haven’t seen you in a fat minute! it’s nice to see YOU back!! i missed you’re writing 😻

— despite yoimiya being a bubbly girl, she’s attentive to those around her! especially you cus you’re her baby. she absolutely hates seeing you uncomfortable and anxious so she tries various ways to calm you down. unfortunately, some of her idea/plans backfires which at times, made your anxiety worsen but she learns. she’s really loud? okay, she’ll lower her voice down for you. she’s moving too fast? alr, she’s matching your pace, no biggie! you don’t like to be touched while you’re anxious? that’s fine, she’ll stay by your side and encourage you with her colorful words!

— if you dislike loud noises like fireworks, yoimiya’s completely fine with that. she’ll only work on them when you’re not around. when she’s with you, yoimiya plays with sparklers! yoimiya’s contagious laughter and smiles makes you brim with happiness. if you’re comfortable enough, you’d join in on the fun.

— yoimiya likes to take you to her fav spot where she watch the fireworks at to chill! if you want, she’ll love to hear you vent or ramble about anything you want. it’s great to have a buddy who’s a great listener. while yoimiya listens, her eyes are never off you, she’s locked in with whatever you gotta say.

when you finished speaking, yoimiya smiles brightly. she points at your hands, “ babe, give me your hand.“ confused by her request, you placed your hand out in front of her. she takes it within her own, and guides it to her chest. even though you felt her resting heartbeat against your palm, the placement of your hand was practically an inch above her bandage–covered breast. you stammer, “ yoimiya, wh-what’s the meaning of this? m-my hand—“

“ i know, ignore that! but the point i’m trying to get at here is even though my heartbeat is relaxed right now, I still have sooo many things going through my mind! and despite all of that, the reason why my heart is relaxed now is because. . “ her crinkling golden brown eyes twinkles with unadulterated sincerity. “ of you! having a precious someone or friend by your side can often shoo the bad anxiety away. it might not always be the best remedy but it’s better than dealing with it alone! remember that if you need someone to go to, i as your girlfriend, volunteer as tribute! “

— as someone who leads a whole army and is looked up to by an island of people, kokomi understands your anxiety. for her to really cope with anxiety, she likes to take naps, read books, or plan extra battle strategies. since she has you now, she prefers to rest her head on your lap and relax.

— kokomi keeps a very keen eye on you. if she sees any signs of you becoming anxious, she’s at your side rubbing on your back. if she can’t come to your aid, she sends gorou! he’s not very good at comforting people so the little guy insists on you touching his ears and tail for therapeutic comfort. he’s only doing this for you, don’t tell anybody about it.

— naps are a musssst! when she’s stressed AND you’re stressed, she’s gonna take you to her office to nap. it’s y’all free time anyways, gotta recharge your battery. in my previous cuddle hc involving kokomi, she uses her hydro powers to make little fishies to lull you. why not sea horses or a fav sea animal of your choice instead this time??

“ you should be a magician. “ you mumbled, reaching your hand out to touch one of the hydro sea animals. one of them floats above your palm and twirls around happily as if was doing a little dance. kokomi giggles, running her fingers through your hair. “ mm, i already got my hands quite full. besides, magicians require a certain level of skill, charisma, and stage presence that i unfortunately don’t have. “

“ seriously? you do have the charisma. you have a way with words and your voice is soft to the ears. you’re able to create almost anything with hydro manipulation and that’s an advanced skill a lot of vision bearers don’t have. stage presence? pfft, your presence alone on the field changes the tide of the battle. you’re amazing. i’m so lucky to have you. “

cheeks red, she shakes her head with a tender smile. “ i very much appreciate your sentiments. however, i’m the one who’s lucky to have you, my dear. i find solace in your company, the fact that you also struggle with anxiety daily makes me feel like i’m not alone in this. as we go through our daily obstacles, at least at the end, me and you can share our experiences and give each other tips on how to cope with anxiety.“

— lynette is such a cutie pie. much like kokomi, she knows the horrors of having anxiety! she has ways of coping like pretending to be a robot/puppet to avoid people from socializing with her (maybe i should do that). when it comes to you, she would rather help you find healthier ways to deal with it.

— one of the things she likes to do is to show you magic tricks! the good ol’ fashion card tricks, the disappearing and reappearing of objects! anything to make you smile and laugh. her cute little tadaa~ alone brightens up your mood. (:

— i believe that lynette loves to eat, esp deserts. i see her taking you to a cozy small café and she’s treating you to her fav treats she likes to eat. she knows that she might get an earful from her brother for eating too much before dinner, but since she’s chilling with you, eh.

“ these treats are delicious but. .isn’t that your fourth desert? “ you asked, voice filled with amusement. lynette sets the fork down on the empty plate. “ it is. i guess i let myself get carried away there. “ she shrugs, her resting deadpan expression sitting on her face. you found it comical that she’s a glutton and an introvert. what a cute mix! you giggled before bursting into laughter. although you sound wonderful and the butterflies fluttering in her stomach agrees as well, lynette tilts her head in confusion.

“ what’s so funny? “

“ nothing, you’re just too cute lynette. thank you for making my day like always. i feel better.“ you grinned, taking another bite of your desert. you failed to notice the small blush tainting her pale cheeks.

“ tadaa. .” she mumbles bashfully in success of making you smile and laugh today.

#yoimiya x reader #kokomi x reader #lynette x reader #genshin women x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact scenarios

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so-very-small · 2 years ago

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Hi! Welcome to Jam’s Borrowing Class! Where I, an experienced, 2 inch tall borrower of many years, educate you on how to properly steal from giants! Let’s begin!

ONE: Your first priority is shelf-stable, long lasting foods. Stealing those fresh berries over dried beans may seem tempting! But those berries will mold faster, rot quicker! The beans are the best longterm option.

TWO: Don’t fall in love. Listen to me. Look me in the eyes. Giants are hot. Babygirl, we all know this. You will meet a giant, and you will fall in love with their soft hands and sharp smile, and you will be swept away into a daydream romance. They will woo you, and then they will get a new video game and pay a little less attention to you, and then they’re brushing you off cause it’s Thursday and they gotta play Fortnite with the boys cause they work all weekend at the gas station and it’s ~sooooo stressful~ and ‘I can’t spend ALLLLL of my free time with you babe. Chill out. Go in the dollhouse or something.’ LIKE REALLY MATT? REALLY. DO YOU EVEN CARE ANYMORE? THIS IS WHY I FUCKING TOOK YOUR USB OF BITCOIN AND LEFT, MATT. FUCK YOU. I DESERVE BETTER.

THREE: When borrowing threads and strings, it’s worth it to take the time to check if any are made of silk or kevlar! Both of these are far stronger than cotton thread. Fishing line is also useful, and durable!

#g/t #giant tiny #sizey flash fiction #my writing #there has to b so many scorned tiny lovers out there

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ninebluehearts · 2 years ago

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flirty whiskey hopelessly in love with a shy reader

AWwwWWWw, okay bb

Sorry this took so long babes-

Also, I'm soo using the quote in this-

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You sat at the bar as you watched your friends dance with random men, nursing a blue Hawaiian. Now, most people would be lonely sitting by themselves while their friends had fun without them, but you? You loved it.

People watching was one of your favorite hobbies. Seeing people all dressed up and dancing, having the time of their lives after a long day made you really happy. It was almost like watching a live show.

And your favorite character of the night was sitting in the corner, sipping on what seemed to be a whiskey on ice. You've been watching him since you got here, and you were honestly shocked he hadn't noticed your staring yet.

"Hey!" Your friend said as she hugged you; though it was more of her draping her body on top of yours than anything.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm tired. And I wanted to see you!" She sat on the seat next to you, asking the bartender for another shot of tequila.

You nodded, taking another sip from your drink. You glanced back at the corner of the room where the man had been sitting, noticing his disappearance.

You were honestly disappointed. Maybe in another lifetime you would've asked him out, or at the very least asked him for his name, but sadly, that would never happen in this one.

"My god, you have got to be the prettiest woman I've ever seen." A man said from behind you, a deep Southern accent evident in his tone.

You assumed he was talking to your friend, honestly used to it at this point.

"What's a handsome man like you doing here?" Your friend said, twisting her hair around her finger as she looked up at him, batting her eyelashes.

The man cleared his throat. "Respectfully ma'am, I wasn't talking to you."

You glanced behind you, making direct eye contact with the man from the corner. Shit-

You quickly turned your head back, staring down at your drink.

"Ugh, whatever, I've gotta piss anyway." Your friend said with a sigh, slightly slurring her words.

"I thought you wanted to go home?" You grabbed her hand, looking at her with panic in your eyes. Please don't leave me alone right now.

"Umm, no?" Your friend tugged her arm away, storming off towards the bathrooms, obviously offended.

"This seat taken?" The man asked, gesturing to the newly available seat.

You silently shook your head, keeping your eyes down.

"I'm Agent Whiskey, but you can call me Jack."

Agent? You wondered which agency he worked for. There had to be a million in Texas.

You responded with a simple nod.

Whiskey sighed, leaning in a bit closer. "Don't be shy, sugar. I saw you starin'."

Your eyes snapped up to look at him; so he had noticed?

Whiskey huffed out a laugh. "What? You thought I wouldn't notice a pretty girl starin' at me like that all night?"

"I'd hoped not." You mumbled, picking at a hang nail on your thumb.

Whiskey stood up, resting his arms on the bar as he leaned in close, his mouth ghosting over the shell of your ear. "Listen here baby, how would you like to ride home on a real cowboy? I've got a six pack on ice and my roomies out all night, so you can scream my name as loud as you need to, sugar."

Chills ran down your spine as blood rushed to your cheeks, your thighs squeezing together. "Excuse me?" You looked up at him, the smirk he had making it hard to maintain eye contact.

"You heard me. So, what'll it be, sugar? I ain't got all night."

"I don't know-"

"Hey now, don't listen to this." He said, gently poking your head. "But listen to this." Whiskey set his hand on your knee, slowly dragging it up your thigh.

You grabbed his hand, not enough to stop it, but enough to make you feel like you were in control. You were conflicted; the logical side of your mind was screaming for you to run away as fast as you could, but your heart?

Your heart was beating a million miles an hour and was practically begging for you to say yes.

"What about my friends? I can't just leave them."

"You didn't see them 'em slip out the door not even five minutes ago?" Whiskey asked, jabbing his thumb behind him towards the door.

"What?" You glanced around the room, your 'friends' nowhere in sight. "What the fuck." You mumbled, throwing back the rest of your drink.

"So?" Whiskey asked, moving a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You looked up at him, a beautiful shade of crimson painted on your cheeks. Fuck it.

You sighed. "Okay."

#agent whiskey x reader #agent whiskey #agent whiskey fanfiction #jack daniels x reader #jack daniels #jack daniels fanfic #kingsmen golden circle fanficton #kingsmen #kingsmen golden circle #statesmen #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal #jose pedro balmaceda pascal

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heygerald · 8 months ago

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In response to that last ask, this wasn't even requested, but it inspired me anyway! Consider this a glimpse of future Parker/Tom! ❤️🥰

Early morning sunshine beams through the room in the pinkish, orange hue stereotypical of the Pacific coast. It looks a bit like a movie scene; the luxurious down comforter covering her bare legs, the movie posters hung across the wall, interspersed with an array of post-it notes and Polaroid pictures that had been tacked up at random. Last night's clothes are strew over the window seat, her shoes having been kicked off towards the corner, and the book she has been reading is now discarded on the ground.

Tom had gotten home late from set, collapsing on the bed with a sigh as she listened to him talk about the day's scenes. Things were going better for him after the rocky patch of finding a new manager, and with Colt's new stunt company getting off the ground, their latest movie had been a rollercoaster of hard work that often bled into late nights. It was worth it, though, with how often Tom came home with a genuine smile—and so Parker was more than happy to rub his back as he talked—even if it kept her up into the early morning hours.

Parker has never been more comfortable as she dozes. The matress—eternally out of her price range—is the comfiest thing she's ever slept on, and the air is a perpetually chilled to the perfect temperature. The pillow smells a bit like lilac, but also a bit like sandalwood and oak, and as she takes a deep breath in, the bed comes alive behind her.

A warm hand snakes around her waist to tug her back against an even warmer chest. Boiling hot—from the very first moment she had ever touched him—it's no mystery why he sleeps in nothing but a small pair of boxer briefs.

Calvin Klein, of course.

"No," she says.

It never ceases to amaze her how little sleep he needs.

"It's morning," he says back, his breath tickling hair off of her neck. It's an obvious sort of statement though, and Parker sometimes feels like he's a dog waiting to be let out first thing in the morning. Though, the actual dog in the relationship respectfully stares from his bed in the corner of the room. "I gotta get up."

"No," she says again, eyes clenched tighter now. "It's Saturday."

The hand snakes under her shirt, skin against skin, and a small smile skirts across her face. "Come on, babe. You know I don't need beauty sleep. Plus, look how nice it is out."

She sighs. Tom has never been one to let things go, and she knows well enough that an early morning wake up does nothing to deter his persistence.

She turns in bed, his hand skating to the small of her back, and blinks up at him. He's gorgeous. Breathtakingly, stunningly, drop dead gorgeous without a lick of makeup or touch up to him, and she knows for a fact that she has drool on her face. She would detest him if she didn't love him as much as she did.

"Why do you always want to get out of bed?" she whines in a sleep rough voice. His mouth works into a small smile, and the hand brushes some hair out of her face. "You paid a lot for this bed, and it's nice and soft and comfy. Why would you ever want to get out of it?"

"Where was this attitude last night when I wanted to—?"

"Tom," she whines, even more pathetically now. It's too early for any of this. Yet, a fierce blush works its way across her face. Two years and she still wasn't used to being the person he would want to hold, let alone do that with. Wiggling closer, Parker bats her lashes at him as best she can. "Why don't we stay in bed longer and cuddle? We never cuddle."

"We cuddle every night."

"Yeah, but only because you think if you get a hand in my shirt I'll let you put it elsewhere," she says, and he doesn't even deny it. Just gives a husky, warm laugh before kissing her softly. "Come on, maybe you don't need beauty sleep, but I do."

His eyes roam his face. A hand skates her jawline. "No, you don't," he says. Then, with a sly smile. "Maybe just some concealer."

"Tom!" she laughs, swatting at him. It's no effort at all for him to duck his head down to her neck where he plants a handful of kisses. "Leave me and this beautiful bed alone."

"Maybe I want you to come with me."

"Maybe I want to cuddle with my handsome, superstar boyfriend since he'a always working anymore," she bats back, pouting as she does so. "Please?"

There's silence as he considers her proposal, gaze flickering to the large windows and the beautiful Californian morning outside it. She can hear the gears turning in his head.

"Give me an hour, and I'll workout with you after."

At that, his eyes narrow. "You'll watch me workout after, you mean."

Parker hedges, sleep still dragging her eyes. "I thought you liked to show off," she says instead of admitting that she would not, in fact, be doing any physical exercise. Not with him, anyway. She didn't fancy death by embarassment this early in life. "But if you really want I'll join you in yoga."

He lifted a brow. "Yeah?"

"After my coffee."

Tom watched her, eyes roving, hand rubbing circles into her spine. She used to shy away from moments like these—him this close, looking like that, while she had morning breath and bed head—but despite everything he had proven not to care about that sort of thing. Instead, when Tom looked at her, Parker could just tell that he was actually seeing her, rather than the imperfections.

His hand pulled her onto his chest in a single move. "Yeah, alright," he grumbled into her ear. "One hour."

And though he sounded so put off by it, when Parker looked at Tom, she saw him too. She saw the soft crinkles around his eyes and the warmth in their depth, just like she felt the smooth beat of his heart under her hand. A constant reminder that he was real, and he was very much hers.

Parker kissed him softly before intertwining her bare legs with his. The idea of their matching boxers made her smile, and when she settled into the crook of his neck, he was smiling too.

They lazed in bed, wrapped up in one another, watching the sunrise through sleep heavy eyes for one hour and thirty-seven minutes.

And when they finally did get up, Parker didn't mind at all making him his vegan protein shake, and though he acted like he was in a rush, Tom stood with his arms wrapped around her the entire time.

#falling without a harness #geraldtalks #askbox #drabble

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chatisthisfr · 11 months ago

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You're sexy when you're angry-John Bender (PART TWO)

John bender x fem!reader

lime

(Part One)

summary: you were just a mere class clown but you never did something so bad to get you in Saturday detention. that was until your enemy in class blamed one of Benders actions on you, the action being spilling her coffee on all her electronics while the teacher was in the restroom, making them unusable. you now weren't too fond of bender. for now

Your pov

"How wild" Bender smirks at you. I blush, knowing what he's thinking. wait, why am i blushing. This is John Bender, A jerk, a weirdo, a perv. or atleast, that's what you heard. "Aw look at you. you got all flustered. was it me or what i said. or both" he smirks, making me blush more. I look away from him "It's just what you said. Don't say that crap, okay" "whatever, sweets." He smirks and looks away from me. damnit what was i feeling. i can't be attracted to him. hes a player. an idiot. "Come on babes, you don't have to deny the feelings towards me. I know I'm a charmer." "Never in a million years Bender." He smirks and takes the seat next to me. "Why so agitated. Just chill out a little, alright doll?" I glare at him. "Don't call me that." "You know you love me." He puts his arm around my shoulder and wraps his arm around my neck in a certain seductive way. He moves his rough gloved fingers along my neck to collar bone and back and forth. "Say you love me, Doll" He smirks and whispers in my ear. "Never in a million years." "Bender won't you stop harassing the girl. Leave her alone." Andy finally speaks up. "Awe if she wanted me to stop she'd ask." "This is me asking. Stop." "Well I didn't say I would listen, did I?" He smirks at me. "Bender this is your final warning. If you don't stop I will take that match and shove it up your ass. You better watch yourself man or your gonna get it." He just stares at me. Not threatened. Not scared. And not stopping. "You're sexy when your angry."

My anger boiled in me. Partly because it was John bender and he was walking over me but also because I was confused. Why was I feeling this way. Why did I think about that stare longing for it to come back. But I can't show that So I gotta show what I need to show.

I violently grab his hand and bring him a few feet from the chair and throw him against a wall. I pick him up from his neck and look at his eyes. Everyone's watching this unfold "Bender you are testing me and you better stop." He had a hint of anger in his eyes but still all what was on his mind was how sexy your where. He smirks again. "You know what I think is funny. I say you look sexy when you're angry and here you are still angry. It's almost like you know how it makes me feel and you want me to keep feeling it.

I can't take it anymore. I can't hide these feelings. I drop him to the ground and walk away. "Follow me bender." I lead him to a hidden corner in the library. Where no one can see us. He catches up and stands in front of me. "Well well well I guess I was rig-" I grab his neck again but this time I bring him to me. He immediately starts making out with me. Eager. He's been eager all day. He needs you and finally here you are. You spend the entire rest of the day with each other doing what ever you want.

The teacher gives both of you detention again but you don't mind. Just another time to be with each other able to do what ever you two want.

#John bender #the breakfast club #x reader #lime

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nishayuro · 2 years ago

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Obey me! How the characters spend their valentines with you

Part 1- Lucifer, Mammon. Leviathan

Part 2- Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor

Genre: Fluff

GN!MC

Lucifer:

Even though its valentines, he still has work T.T

Even though he has work, he will ask for you to keep him company in his office.

Gifts you a necklace with some of his powers infused in it for protection.

Will book reservations for Ristorante Six for dinner, so dress fancy MC!

Will let you order whatever u want on the menu (Beel is jealous of your rn)

When you both get back home, will play one of his records in his room as you both chill on the couch having tea and just chatting about stuff.

When it's time for bed, will hold you close and whisper words of praise towards you as you drift to sleep.

“You know, Luci, if I told young me that when I grow up I’ll be brought to hell for education to help bridge three worlds AND fall in love with a demon, let alone the strongest Avatar of sin, younger me would think I lost it.” you said, resting your head on your lover’s shoulder. He gave you a light chuckle, sipping from his tea cup. “I think that’s both of us. If I told my past self that I'd be with a human, I would have laughed at myself. But look at me now, I can’t see myself with anyone else other than you, my love.” He says, pure love oozing out of his voice.

Mammon:

Prepared for this day!!

From the start of the day, he rushed into your room and woke you up, saying he has a lot planned for you today!

He gave you one gift first, it was a matching bracelet with grimm charms

He then told you to get dressed because you’re going to Madame Screams on a date

When you both get there, anything you want is his treat!

After Madame Screams, he will take you shopping around

When you get back home to the House of Lamentation, He gives you the rest of the gifts he has, he sets up a movie date in his room with you, cuddling on the couch with popcorn and all.

At night, he will take you on a midnight drive around devildom.

When it's time for bed, will cuddle up to you, head on your chest and tell you how much he loves you.

“Rise n’ Shine, MC!! It’s a special day!!” Mammon shouted, entering your room and shaking you awake. “Mhmm, five more minutes please” you whined, “nuh, uh, no can do!” he said, dragging your blanket away. You tug on his arm and pull him into bed with you. “Five more minutes please” you whispered, hugging him close. “B-but It’s Valentine's day and I have a whole plan for us two” he said, but hugging you back too. “Mhmm, but I wanna spend some time with you like this” you murmured into his chest. “W-wha… u gotta stop saying stuff like that, it’s not good for my heart y’know” He stammered. “Love you…” u said, he sighed and hugged you tighter, “love you too, babe” he whispered into your hair giving you a kiss.

Leviathan:

He gave you a framed glass painting of a picture of both of you in anime style.

He will surprisingly leave his room and ask you to go outside with him

But that's because he wants to buy snacks for today’s activities

Isn’t it obvious? Game day!!

But not just any game, no no

This demon MADE you a game to play with him

It’s a two player romance game and you gotta work together to complete tasks.

After the game, he boots up an anime that you both really wanted to watch but couldn’t find the time to because of more animes to watch lmao

Cuddles with you, he’s blushing so much

When it’s time for bed, you’re laid above him (cause that bathtub is too cramped to sleep in any other way) his arms encircling you as you listen to his heartbeat beating fast.

“And…LET'S GO!! WE BEAT THE LAST BOSS!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands around Levi. “Yeah!! Good job, MC!” He replied, hugging you back. “Oh. there’s more dialogue” you sat back down and read through it.

“We won! And it’s all thanks to our teamwork!” - his character

“Yeah! It was tough but we managed!” - your character

“I…MC, I promised myself I’d tell you this when we win” - his character

“Oh? What is it, Levi?” - your character

“Well…” - his character

You pressed the next button, and it read “look at me, mc”, which prompted you to look at the real Levi sitting next to you, you found that he was already looking at you.

“W-well, okay here goes nothing.” he stammered, he took a deep breath, held your hands and looked you in the eyes. “MC, out of all the gacha games and raffles I play and win, nothing beats the happiness of when I won your love… Out of all the anime, nothing beats the excitement of seeing how our story goes, And out of everyone, I’m grateful that you became the Henry to my Lord of Shadows. I-I LOVE YOU, MC!” He confessed, closing his eyes. “I love you too, Leviathan. So, so much” You replied, pulling him into a hug followed by a kiss which made the otaku red as a tomato.

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#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me lucifer x mc #obey me mammon #obey me mammon x mc #obey me leviathan #obey me leviathan x mc #obey me fluff #obey me valentines

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burrowbabe · 11 months ago

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Give and Take - Chapter 9

The next morning, you're sat in the living room enjoying a cup of coffee with your brother AJ, discussing the upcoming deadline for your album.

"We have to narrow down the final songs, Anna. We can't just keep recording and scrapping everything." AJ says, running a hand through his hair.

"Don't you think I know that?" You say, rolling your eyes. You set you coffee down on the table in front of you, noticing someone else had entered the room during your conversation.

Joe.

"Good morning." He greets, shuffling in and sitting on the couch opposite of you. You both share closed mouthed smiles and divert eye contact quickly to avoid any awkwardness in front of your brother.

"We'll just have to call Oliver later." AJ says, sinking back into the couch with a big sigh.

Oliver was your loyal manager since day one. He was no stranger to your late night phone calls, strange requests, and complaints when it came to career obligations.

"Fine. We'll just see what he says." You shrug, picking up your coffee once more and meeting Joe's eyes.

His hair was disarray and the small crinkles under his sleepy eyes were so adorable. You just wanted to kiss him again.

He thought the same, eyeing your mismatched pajama bottoms and top, with your novelty oversized sneaker-looking slippers.

"I gotta get in the shower, let's meet back here in 30 and call him." AJ says, gathering his things and leaving you and Joe alone in the living room,

He matches your small smile as it grows, looking at one another.

"So, what are you up to today?" You ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Hanging out with you, hopefully."

"We can arrange that." You reply, surveying your surroundings before inching closer to him.

"After my meeting today, let's try to blow everybody off and try to spend some time together. Ya know, maybe order food, watch a movie? The whole first date cliche."

A wide smile spreads across Joe's face at this suggestion.

"I would love that."

***

Later that afternoon, the rest of your friends suggest going to dinner and a nightclub. While everyone but you and Joe agree, your hopes for a quiet night in seem to be in motion.

"But Annie, what about dancing to our favorite songs?" Tana whines.

"We can do that any other night, babe. I just want to take a night off and chill." You say.

"Me too." Agrees Joe.

"You guys are lame!" Nick chimes in, throwing back another shot to pregame the nights events.

"Listen, you guys have a great time. Joe and I will be saving our money and the debilitating hangover for another occasion." You quip, silencing any other protests.

"If you insist." Tana rolls her eyes.

"Besides, Joe and I will make ourselves busy. I have plenty of rom-coms on deck that he needs to see." You say, looking at him with a devious smile.

With an exaggerated, wide-eyed look, you laugh knowing full well that this statement wasn't totally fabricated.

***

Around 8 p.m., the others were just heading out to dinner, just as your take-out was arriving. As you called out distant goodbye's for the night, you and Joe cracked open the Chinese food containers.

You queued up Never Been Kissed on the living room TV as Joe grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge to accompany your dinner.

"Now what is this hot garbage you're about to make me watch?" He asks, laughing as he joins you on the couch.

"Only one of the greatest Drew Barrymore movies ever." You quip, pouring he and you a glass of rosé.

You didn't pay much attention to the movie though. As you ate, you both yapped about the silly characters, plot lines, and jokes, until the conversation ended up on yourselves.

"Listen, I did not know I would get suspended for that!" You exclaim, slamming your carton of noodles on the coffee table.

"How could you not!?" Joe laughs, grabbing his abdomen at your outrageous story form yesteryear.

As the laughter died down, you rest your elbow on the top of the couch, looking at him with stars in your eyes.

You had polished off the bottle of rosé long ago, but that wasn't the only reason for the blush on your cheeks.

Joe's shyness had fallen away, sitting and talking with Anna all night.

"I have to say, this date falls in the top three of best date ever." Joe says, earning a shocked expression from you.

"Top three?! I'm not number one?"

"Maybe, maybe not. You'll never know." He laughs, biting his lower lip.

"I'm not used to being number two. I'd better hope I'm the top of the list, or we're through."

Both of your dazed eyes scan each others' faces, thinking of every possible way to make the next move.

Slow and steady wins the race.

Sighing, Joe leans back against the couch.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" he asks.

You lips part, not knowing what to say. His blue grey eyes are swimming with emotion and you're captivated by it.

"How on Earth do I get the privilege to know you?"

Your heart pounds in your chest. You don't know how to respond, but fight the desire to grab him by the collar and kiss him.

You can't even spit a word out before he inches closer to you.

"I would do anything to please you." He says, moving to kiss your neck. You gasp, rolling your head to the side to give him better access.

"Joe, I- "

"I know. I don't want to do anything you don't want to do."

You don't exactly want to give it all up to him now, but the aching desire in your core begs to differ. But, emotionally, you know you can't delve into such intimacy so soon with the fear of getting hurt.

Joe plays with the waistband of your sweats while attacking your neck and mouth with kisses.

"What do you think about taking these off?" He asks, with no ounce of pressure whatsoever. His eyes are pleading in an innocent way.

You nod your head quickly, grabbing the hair at the nape of his neck to pull him closer as he worked his hands over your body.

Before he could get your pants past your hips, the alarm system had indicated that the front door was open, followed by a loud roar of chatter from your roommates who had just gotten home.

Jumping a foot away from each other, you whine in desperation and pull your pants back all the way up.

Joe, having to grab a throw pillow to hold over his lap, joined you in sharing a painful expression because of the interruption.

"Heyyyy guys! How was your night?" Tana slurred, holding herself steady on the back of the couch.

How had you let the time pass you by?

"Good." You say, with a closed mouthed smile. "Just heading off to bed."

"Me too. Too many tequila sodas." She says, rubbing her temples. "Tuck me in?" She asks.

You look at a panic stricken Joe, and reluctantly agree.

You get up to assist Tana up the stairs as Joe is joined by your brother and his friends in the living room. Your panties are soaked and you mind races with the thoughts of what would have transpired if no one had come in.

Living under the same roof, though, it was bound to happen again.

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