#literally we have NEVER had such trouble with pups!!!

[camellcat]

Played a game of WolfQuest with my friend where we played as the Dread Doctors (I was the Surgeon, she was the Geneticist, and we didn't have anyone to play the Pathologist) cause we wanted to see the Chimera Pack as pups. Here's some cute screenies we got from it!

and a goofy one from when Theo wouldn't stop FREAKING DYING FROM ILLNESS (Tracy or Corey probably had the most deaths by constantly running outside the den when predators were nearby, but Theo sure as hell gave them a run for their money)

anyways, transes your corey (I did not realize we had 3 females and 2 males when I was naming them but I thought it was funny when my friend pointed it out to me)

[scribblesofagoonerr]

— we brought a puppy home | buddy & monkey: double the trouble

monkey brings a puppy home and its' not completely smooth-sailing

check out the rest of buddy & monkey here: the masterlist

credit to @alotofpockets for her help with some of this and @lvnleah for the idea of this fic!

"Le, please!" You beg and plead with the blonde, who is all but firm on her decision much to your own disappointment.

"No, Monkey!" Leah states, sternly.

"Pretty please?" You still continue to try your luck with her.

"No, Monkey. I've already said it before!" Leah tells you in a stern tone of voice, which your all but used to hearing now.

What is it that you're trying to ask for? A puppy.

You love dogs, well you love all animals, other than pesky chickens of course, but your a huge fan of animals and you'd always had a dream of owning a lot of them.

You have always wanted your own dog, but of course growing up your father was always too selfish to want to spend on his money on booze and drugs, so therefor you never got to own your own dog before.

So here you are trying to convince the ever-stern blonde that you live with to get a dog, but that's easier said than done when shes' very much against the idea of it.

That answer still isn't good enough for you as you pout, "But why not? You've seen Myle, she's cute! Why can't we get our own?" You question, you love walking the little pup that Beth and Viv have, so you desperately want your own now.

"Because I've said no already and I'm not going to change my mind!" Leah repeats her words again, shaking her head in disagreement.

"Yeah, but just think about it..." You wonder off from your thoughts, "You know that Buddy would love a puppy as well!" You add, gesturing to your favourite little buddy who has been peacefully watching cartoons until you'd mentioned her name.

You were somewhat smart to play that at your advantage.

"Puppy, mummy!" Buddy pipes in to the conversation.

You smirk at the blonde mischievously, "See? I told you that Buddy would want one as well, Le!"

"Puppy, Mummy," Buddy repeats, excitedly as her eyes light up in awe, "Puppy!"

"Great, see what you've started now?" Leah murmurs, exhaling a sigh.

"You have to admit that a puppy in the house would be so much fun!" There's a glint of mischief in your eyes as you shrug your shoulders.

You knew exactly what you were doin' getting Buddy involved in this.

The blonde shakes her head again, "No, we're not gettin' a dog and that is final. End off!" She states firmly.

You knew that going behind Leah's back and buying a puppy might've been a bad thing that could definitely land you in trouble, however, you were in puppy heaven right now with your new adorable four-legged friend that was finding itself quite at home

"Leeeah!" You shout through the house, pushing it open carefully with your new little friend in your arms, "Are you home?" You continue to shout aloud.

"What's with all the noise?" Leah walks out into the hallway, mildly concerned about the loud volume of noise and thinking something is wrong straight away until she freezes in her step and narrows her eyes, "Monkey, please for the love of god tell me that isn't what I think it is!" She states, firmly.

You grin sheepishly at her, "Well, uh... What's it look like," You try and make a joke out of it.

You knew she would be mad, but you didn't realise she would be this mad.

Oops?

You swear you could see steam coming from the blondes' ears, "It looks like a puppy, although I know I specifically told you last week we was not gettin' one," She states in a sense of annoyance, "Please tell me that is one you're looking after!"

"Nope, hes' ours!" You beam a wide grin and hold the little guy out to her, "Isn't he cute?" You ask without much care in the world.

"Did my words literally just go in one ear and out of the other?" Leah is in disbelief as she all but refuses to even pet your new four-legged friend.

You continue to grin sheepishly at the blonde, "Uh, sorta. Maybe?" You admit, biting your bottom lip, "Le, meet Tate! Short for Tater-Tot!" You introduce the small pup.

"I... I thought you knew about this," Jordan stammers, her eyes widen in realisation before she looks at you, "Monkey, you told me she knew about this!" She states.

"What? No I didn't know!" Leah states, shaking her head profusely.

"Okay, so maybe I might've bent the truth ever so slightly," You confess, wincing as you await either of their reactions.

"Monkey!" Jordan exclaims in disbelief.

Leah huffs and shakes her head again in disbelief, "I cannot believe you went behind my back about this, Monkey. We're not keepin' it!" She tells you, firmly.

"He has a name, Le!" You pout, gesturing to look at the pup.

"I don't care what his name is, we're not keepin' him!" Leah grumbles.

You frown and fuss the small pup in her arms, "Awh, don't worry little guy. Les' grumpy an all now but she'll come around in no time to love you!" You coo at him, hoping to lighten the mood.

"I don't think so-- How did you even afford to buy him?" Leah questions in confusion, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Money, duh? I saved up!" You admit, resisting the urge to roll your eyes.

The blonde clicks her tongue in disapproval, "Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable!"

"I... I would never have gone along with this and if I knew you didn't agree with it, Le," Jordan explains to her ex-girlfriend.

"Yeah... I know," Leah murmurs in response, "Monkey has a way of convincing people to get her way sometimes." She adds.

Jordan nods slowly and takes a click glance at the time on her phone, "Right, it's almost time to collect Buddy from pre-school-- Do you want me to go and pick her up instead so you can uh, sort out the issues with the puppy and what not?" She offers, your guess is that she is trying to leave the conversation as quick as she can.

"Yes, please. If you don't mind," Leah replies in agreement.

"Wait, no, Jord-- Don't leave me alone with her, she might kill me!" Your eyes widen in realisation.

The minute Jordan leaves, your really gonna be in trouble.

"Good luck, Monkey!" Jordan chuckles, waving her hand in the air as she heads back outside.

"Jord, no, wait, come back..." Your plea falls of deaf ears as you spin back round and take in the angry and annoyed expression that Leah has on her face, "Okay listen, I know you're mad an all about it now, but come on. You have to admit he is kinda cute though!" You insist, trying to hold Tater-Tot up in front of her to try and get her more approachable.

Leah scoffs and shakes her head, "Cute or not, he's goin' back to wherever it is that he came from!" She states, determinedly.

"Sh, Le, he can hear you!" You joke as an attempt to keep the conversation light still, despite how angry the blonde looks with you.

"You completely went against my words-- I told you under no circumstances, were we getting a dog!" Leah exclaims, pointing her finger in your face as she raises her voice, sounding like when she's in captain mode.

"Eh, I know but I thought maybe when you see how cute he is then you might change your mind, no?" You still hold up Tater-Tot in front of her face to get her to ease her sternness.

There's no luck whatsoever.

"No. Seriously, Monkey? I don't have time to take care of a dog and you sure as hell don't either-- Explain to me how an earth you expect to take care of a dog between training, games and not to mention your uni work!" The blonde still continues to stand firm on her decision

"Well, we can make it work! He can be like your emotional support dog!" You try and insist, hopeful to play your cards right with this one.

Leah is soon stumped from her on-going rant, "My what?"

"Emotional support dog," You repeat boldly with confidence, "Like Win at the club but this dog we can actually take home instead! Come on, look how adorable he is. I know things haven't been great with your injury and stuff, but like, Tater-Tot can help that now to cheer you up!" You try and make your point justified, trying to keep Tater-Tot held comfortably in your arms the whole time.

"Let me get this right," Leah pinches the bridge of her nose and chuckles slightly, "Your using my injury as an excuse for us to have a dog?" She questions.

You slowly nod in agreement with her, "Well, uh... Yeah, kinda-- Look, I know you're all mad and stuff now, but give in a few weeks and you'll learn to love Tater-Tot, yeah?" You try and suppress the grin on her face, but to no avail, it doesn't work.

"No, because we're not keeping him, Monkey!" Leah exclaims in disagreement.

You huff and pout at the blonde's words, "I can't take him back though when I've already paid for him!" You insist.

"Then get your money back, I don't care. We're not keeping him!" Leah states, throwing her hands up in the air.

"Come on, Le. Please?" You plead with her.

"Absolutely not, no way!" Leah continues to remain firm on her decision, "I already told you previously, no dog!"

"Seriously, Le? I can't... I don't want to take him back!" You pout at the blonde, in a hope that she will change her mind.

"Too bad. I'm sorry Monkey, but we can't keep him. He has to go back, alright? I'm not changing my mind on this one!" The blonde tells you, firmly as she shakes her head and refuses to give Tater-Tot another look.

"Hi, we're back!" Jordan shouts aloud as she pries open the front door and hesitates to walk inside in case you and Leah are still arguing about the puppy.

"Mummy!" Buddy all but throws herself at Leah's legs as soon as she sees her.

Leah smiles fondly at her little girl, "Hi, Buddy. Did you have fun at pre-school?" She wonders.

"Uh huh, lots' of fun!" Buddy nods enthusiastically.

Jordan hums in agreement and routes around in the 3 year old's backpack that she has in her hands, "Yeah, shes' drawn you a picture for you."

"You have?" Leah questions in faux surprise as Jordan hands over Buddy's latest masterpiece to her, "Wow. I absolutely love it! That is going right on the fridge!" She states determinedly, wrapping her free arm around the 3 year old.

Jordan smiles fondly at the pair of them, "Hows' things with the, you know what?" She wonders, curiously as Buddy pulls away from Leah after a few seconds.

Leah scoffs and shakes her head, "I can't believe she went behind my back about this," Unbeknownst to her, Buddy had decided to wander into the living room and find the new four-legged friend in the house, "I don't want Buddy to see it, because then I know I will--"

"Puppy!" Buddy gasps in excitement, her eyes wide in awe.

"Too late for that," Jordan chuckles.

"Puppy, Mummy!" Buddy repeats, excitedly.

Of course you are so excited to introduce them both, "His names' Tater-Tot, Buddy. How cool is that?" You ask her.

"Cool!" Buddy parrots, crouching down to lie on the floor next to the pup.

Leah exhales a sigh and walks into the living room, "Yeah it is, Bud. You have to be careful, okay? He's very tiny," She explains to the little girl.

"You have to admit that he seems very settled," Jordan chimes in.

Buddy peers up to look at Leah curiously, "Is he ours?" 

"Yes," Your quick to state.

"No," Leah disagrees, glaring at you.

"I wan' him Mummy!" Buddy insists, cuddling up to the four legged animal.

"See? Even Buddy wants him!" You gesture to your favourite little buddy and the pup together.

Leah glares at you, which kindly meant for you to shut up, "Enough, Monkey!" She states, firmly.

Buddy continues to gently cuddle with the puppy beside her, "I 'ove him, Mummy! Can we please keep him?" She questions, hopeful.

You feel like your hearts melting watching the adorableness from them both, "Come on, Le. Look at Buddy's face-- Please?" You beg and plead.

"You know, if you do decide to keep him and all then I can watch him when you're away and I'm sure that your mum wouldn't mind helping out to watch him either..." Jordan chips in, but knows when to shut up after she receives an all-too familiar glare thrown her way, "Yeah, alright, gotcha. I'll stop talkin' about this."

"No, no, I'm sorry. I don't have time to look after a dog, I already have 2 kids to look after," Leah states, shaking her head in disagreement.

"Hey! I'm an adult," You shout aloud in protest.

Leah scoffs and shakes her head, "You still order happy meals at McDonald's just so you can have the toys, you really wanna go there?" She questions.

"They currently have Minions, don't judge me!" You exclaim, shrugging your shoulders.

"Right, so what do you want to do?" Jordan shares a look with her ex-girlfriend, "I have to get on the road soon, but uh, I can hang around for a bit if you need help or what not?" She offers her help, not too sure what to do in this situation.

Leah exhales a sigh and shakes her head, "No, no, don't worry. You head back home. It's fine, we'll take him back tomorrow." She tells her ex.

"No I don' want him to go Mummy!" Buddy whines in protest.

Leah frowns slightly as she looks at Buddy, "I'm sorry Buddy but we can't have a doggie here, but its' okay because you can still see Myle, can't you?" She explains to your favourite little buddy, "And Blu as well at Mama's house." She adds.

"No, no. I don' like you, Mummy!" Buddy is quick to shout aloud, "No, mean Mummy!" She continues to shout.

Leah's heart clenches when she hears them words spill out of her little girls mouth, however, Jordan is able to get a quick handle on it.

"Hey, no, no, that's not nice is it, Buddy?" Jordan tells the 3 year old in a gentle tone of voice, "You don't mean that, you love Mummy, don't you?"

Buddy is more adamant as she shakes her head,"No, no. I don', she mean!" She exclaims, starting to tear up.

"Buddy, I know you're upset but its' not nice to say them sort of things," Jordan tells her little girl.

"Mummy's a meanie!" Buddy continues to cry, not really understanding the true hurt behind her words directed at Leah, "She won' let us keep the puppy! Mean Mummy!"

"Buddy, listen. I know you're upset with mummy about this and that's okay, but when you say words like that, they hurt mummy," Leah kneels in front of her daughter, she knew not to take the words to heart but it was a slight shock to the system to hear this come from the usual little sweetheart and well-behaved little girl that she is, "I know you want to keep the puppy, but it's just not possible, okay? I'm sorry about that."

"Monkey! That will be Wally!" Leah calls out to get your attention from where she is upstairs with Buddy, "Can you get the door?" She shouts aloud.

"Sure, cos' its' not like I weren't busy doin' something else or anything," You huff and pause the current game on your PlayStation before you wander over to the front door and open it to greet the older women, "Hi, Wally!" You greet, somewhat enthusiastically.

"Hey little one, how're you doin'?" Lia gives you a brief hug before she steps inside the house.

"I'm fine," You respond, giving her a faint smile, "Le's upstairs with Buddy so she made me get the door instead!" You explain to her.

"Ah, it's bath time," Lia jokes, hearing the commotion coming from upstairs.

"I'll be downstairs in a minute, Wally!" Leah shouts from upstairs, where she is no doubt being covered in water from Buddy having the time of a her splashing about in the bath.

Well it's better than the tears earlier on that Leah and Jordan both had to work together to calm her down before she got herself completely worked up about it.

"No problem," Lia shouts back upstairs before she turns to look at you, "So, I've brought some things round to make us dinner, I thought I could introduce you to one of the famous dishes in Switzerland." She offers, motioning to the dish in her hands that your yet to notice.

"Fancy," You murmur, wrinkling your nose slightly in disgust as you glance into the pot and don't like what you see at all.

You wish you had already eaten dinner earlier with Buddy, after all.

There's the always an option to order pizza if you get too hungry though-- Oh wait, you spent all your allowance on Tater-Tot.

Damn it.

"Oh my Goodness, who's this little guy?" Your thrown out of your thoughts when you hear Lia gush in awe and set her eyes on your new four-legged friend that had made his way into the kitchen.

"Tater-Tot," You grin as you scoop the fur ball up into your arms, "I brought him."

Lia looks surprised as she leans forwards and pets' Tater-Tots' soft fur, "I didn't know you guys were gettin' a dog, Leah never mentioned it-- Oh you're adorable, aren't you, little guy?" She gushes in awe, falling absolutely smitten for the little guy.

"That's because I didn't know," Leah responds, making her appearance known as she walks into the kitchen not long with Buddy trailing after her, dressed ready for bed in fresh pajamas.

"Auntie Wally!" Buddy squeals in excitement to see the women.

"Hi, Buddy!" Lia smiles and scoops up the 3 year old into her arms, "Oh, I see... And I take it that you're not too happy about it then?" She wonders, looking at her blonde friend.

"Well I can't say I'm too fond about it," Leah explains, shaking her head as she looks at you with a knowing look, "Monkey tricked Jord into getting it so Jord was under the impression that I knew. Apparently, she played us both, didn't you, Menace?" She wonders.

"Well, it worked didn't it?" You respond, shrugging your shoulders.

"Oh dear," Lia pulls a face.

"Look, auntie Wally, puppy!" Buddy is quick to jump in the conversation and shift the attention to your new four-legged-animal.

"I can see that, Buddy," Lia smiles at her, "He's very cute, isn't he?" She asks.

"Uh huh! So cute!" Your favourite little Buddy agrees, nodding her head in a fast motion.

You can't help but scoff in annoyance, "Yeah and meanie Malfoy is makin' me return him tomorrow! I mean its' cruel, right? Look at his little face!" You insist, pouting as you hold Tater-Tot up in front of Leahs' face to try and get her to cave in.

Leah shakes her head in disagreement, "It's not cruel when I told you we wasn't getting a dog in the first place!" She states, firmly.

"He is very cute, but I suppose Leah is right to say that when she told you no to the dog in the first place, no?" Lia can understand where her friend is coming from and tries to be the peace-keeper in the middle of things.

"It's totally unfair though!" You huff in annoyance before you do no more than start to stomp off upstairs to your bedroom with Tater-Tot in your arms still, showing how completely mature you are taking this situation.

"Wait for me, I got little legs-- Down please!" Buddy whines, starting to wriggle in the woman's arms, "I wan' go find 'Tater-Tot!" She insists.

"Go ahead little one," Lia chuckles and places Buddy down on the floor, who wastes no time in catching up to you and Tater-Tot before you help her climb up the stairs.

"Leave her to sulk about it," Leah tuts and shakes her head, watching carefully as Buddy climbs up the stairs with her help, "I'm not changing my mind on this. We're not keeping that dog." She states, firmly as she sticks her ground.

"Okay," Lia chuckles, agreeing with her friend.

"We're not, tomorrow morning, hes' going back to wherever it is that he came from," Leah tells the older woman.

"Okay," Lia repeats as she gets on with the cooking.

"You think I'm gonna change my mind, don't you?" Leah raises her eyebrow, curious to know her friends thoughts.

"I mean, would it really hurt to have the company round here?" Lia glances at the blonde as she makes her way round the kitchen and grabs a chopping board of the side, "It already looks like Buddy and Monkey both love him a lot, it looks like they're inseparable."

"We're never in, it wouldn't be fair on him, would it?" Leah states, shaking her head in disagreement.

"When would that be a problem? You can take him to the training grounds, there's ways around these things," Lia points out.

"Oh, and what about international camps?" Leah questions, passing Lia a kitchen knife that she needs, "Or pre-seasons in another country?" She wonders.

Lia gratefully accepts the knife and gives the blonde a knowing smile, "I'm sure your mum wouldn't mind looking after him if you asked her." She answers.

"It's not happening, we're not keeping the dog," Leah stands firm once again, repeating her words.

"Looks like the living room is safe from the puppy," Lia jokes, walking into the spacious living room to find the small pup fast asleep on the rug.

It's a bit later on in the evening, Buddy is upstairs fast asleep in bed and you are just in a general teenage sulk still about things upstairs, but somehow the small pup was able to climb off the bed and make his way down the stairs.

"He's spark out," Leah murmurs, letting out a small laugh, "Don't get too comfortable here, Buddy. Its' just for tonight and then tomorrow, you're goin' back to your old home." She states, determinedly.

Lia chuckles and shakes her head before she settles down on the sofa beside the blonde, "Sure you won't change your mind?" She jokes, giving her a knowing smirk.

Leah huffs and shakes her head, "Nope, I'm still not changing my mind. We're not keeping him," She states, reaching for the TV remote that's on the coffee table in front of her, "I'm not." She repeats.

"Okay," Lia chuckles, holding her hands up in mock surrender.

"I'm not," Leah repeats, not sure who she's trying to convince more, herself or her friend, "It's just not a practical situation, is it?" She adds.

"Okay," Lia repeats, trying to stifle her laughter, "What're we watchin' then?" She wonders.

"I don't know, anythin' will do though, won't it?" Leah answers, scrolling through the various channels, "I'll take anythin' other than another Shrek movie or Blues Clues, right now." She jokes, giving a subtle nod to your favourite movie and Buddys' favourite TV show.

"True," Lia chuckles in agreement.

Leah can't help but glance at the new four-legged-friend asleep on the rug in front of them.

It wouldn't practical to have a dog when she has her career, but at the same time, it might be good to have a distraction

Her opinion is even more swayed when the little pup yawns and wakes up, whining slightly as he makes his way over to the sofa and sits waiting to be picked up.

"Looks like he wants to make friends with you, eh?" Lia motions to the small pup, who is sat in front of the sofa as he whines quietly.

"Maybe hes' hungry?" Leah wonders, confused.

"No, hes' already been fed," Lia reminds her, motioning to the bowl of food that you had fed him before going back upstairs to sulk. Doing no more, she leans down and picks Tater-Tot up off the floor, "Hello little guy, are you feeling jealous down there on the floor, huh?" She speaks softly to the little pup.

The pup did no more than paw his way over to Leah and make himself comfortable on her lap, settling down and falling back to sleep.

"Seriously?" Leah groans, glancing down at the puppy.

"Oh, would you look at that. I think he likes you," Lia jokes, smiling at her friend.

"Well that's just great," Leah huffs and shakes her head.

"Don't be such a meany, hes' comfortable, clearly!" Lia chuckles, stroking the pups' fur.

Leah hums quietly, "Just as long as he doesn't eat any of my shoes tonight, we'll stay friends," The blonde remarks, pursing her lips as she reluctantly strokes the pups' fur.

"I'm sure they'll be fine," Lia chuckles in amusement.

"I suppose he is pretty cute," Leah breaks the silence after a few minutes, "And I guess he does seem pretty content on my lap." She adds.

Lia hums in agreement, "Happiest little guy in the world."

"And you have to admit that he does seem to fit in around here, and the kids' do seem happier with him around," Leah continues to state, biting her bottom lip.

"That they do," Lia nods in agreement.

"Yeah," Leah pauses for a few minutes, "But I refuse to call him that ridiculous name though."

"Oh?" Lia glances at her friend with a knowing look, "That sounds like something you would say if you are planning to keep him around," She states.

"I guess we could make it work," Leah states quietly, refusing to look at her friend, who's smirking to herself, "Like you said, we can make it work with the games and I'm sure that family and friends would be more than willing to take care of him if and when needed, huh?" She wonders.

"If I didn't know any better then I'd say it sounds like you had a change of heart there," Lia states amusedly, "Leah Williamson, are you having second thoughts?" She mocks a fake gasp.

"Shut up," Leah playfully nudges her best friend and rolls her eyes, "He's cute, I suppose... And maybe I was a bit too quick to jump and disagree, also this way it'll give Monkey some responsibility as well," She notes.

"You don't need to give them excuses to me. You can just admit that you like having him stick around, you know?" The older woman jokes with the blonde.

"Just as long as there's an agreement that he stays away from anything of mine that is, well, expensive," Leah chuckles, stroking Tater-Tot.

Lia laughs and shakes her head, "I'm sure it will be fine."

"And I'm still not happy that Monkey went behind my back and did this, the little menace," The blonde remarks, reminding the Swiss women about it.

"I know, so much not for changing your mind then, eh?" Lia nudges her friend playfully.

"This dog seems to like me," Leah remarks, shrugging her shoulders as she takes a quick glance down at the pup in her lap.

"I'd say you've found yourself a new best friend there," Lia chuckles, watching Leah and Tater-Tot beside her.

Given another hour or so, you had reluctantly given up your sulking and now you felt hungry again, given that you willingly skipped out on Lia's Switzerland dish, much to your absolute dismay.

"I'm hungry," You make your presence known as you wander into the living room, the small pup on the blondes' lap not even blinking an eye at you.

Leah turns her attention to you hovering in the living room doorway, "Oh, finally decided to come out of your room, have we?" She wonders, teasingly.

You resist the urge to roll your eyes and slump down on the arm of sofa, "I was annoyed with you," You mumble, quietly.

Leah snorts in response, "I never would have guessed that."

"Yeah, well, you deserve it," You continue to insist, shrugging your shoulders.

"Right, okay then,"Leah rolls her eyes and shakes her head, "We'll need to go shopping tomorrow then," She adds, trying to not give it away so easily.

"Food shopping, sounds like an absolute blast," You absolutely detest food shopping, its' the complete bane of your life.

Leah snickers a bit, "Well, we do need to re-stock the cupboards but we'll also need to visit the pet shop," She states, waiting for you to catch on.

You furrow your eyebrows in confusion, "Why do we need to a visit the pet shop-- Wait, are you serious?!" You finally realise as your eyes widen.

"On the terms and conditions--" Leah begins to speak.

"Seriously?! Yeah?" Your way too hyper and excited about this to care what she is saying as it goes in one ear and out the other.

"Hey, listen, this is serious! On the terms and conditions," Leah repeats aloud to get your attention, "On the terms and conditions that you look after him, remember to feed him and give him water, and also walk him as well, and the big one, make sure that he doesn't ruin anything that belongs to me!" She states, sternly as she points her finger in your direction.

"Okay," You nod, awaiting anything further.

"But to answer your question, yes, you can keep him!" Leah tells you, smiling at you.

Your eyes light up in glee and you want to scream, and you would if it wasn't for Buddy being fast asleep upstairs, "Yeah? You're the best, thank you, thank you, thank you! I didn't mean it about calling you meanie Malfoy, ah thank you, thank you!" You can't help but thank her over and over again.

"I'm still not happy with how you went behind my back about this, but I suppose that this little fella will fit in nicely around here," Leah remarks, glancing at the small pup, who surprisingly still hasn't moved from her lap even with all the noise.

You can't help but beam a wide smile, "I knew you would change your mind eventually!"

"What can I say? This little fella wormed his way into my heart," Leah states, shrugging her shoulders.

"Welcome home, Tater-Tot!" You grin at the small pup, whos' comfy enough to still curl up in the blondes' lap and snooze away.

"God, no. Absolutely not, I refuse to call him that ridiculous name!" Leah is quick to insist as she shakes her head for her clear detest of the name, "Welcome home... Tate," She corrects herself, still weary about the name overall.

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Two in the Bush 3

Part 2

Robin hadn’t stopped laughing and Steve was worried for her lungs. He also just wished she’d stop laughing at his expense. What had happened at the dinner was weird enough as is.

“So let me-let me get this straight”, Robin took a deep breath before continuing. “You were ready to totally let them off the hook. You didn’t even want alimony payments or anything and they-”, she paused to snicker and cover her eyes with her hands and fall back onto the couch. “And they-they took it as a challenge. And now you have not one, but TWO thick headed alphas trying to be your baby daddy?”

Steve sighed. “Eeyup. That’s a pretty nice summary.”

“Did they at least pay for your food?”

“They fought over who got to pay for my food. Like literally butting heads about it.”

Robin snorted. “Like rams?”

“Exactly like rams! It’s like they think I’ll choose whoever has the biggest horns.” Steve opened up a notebook and began to jot some things down.

“What’re you writing?”, Robin asked.

“Baby names. My little bundle will be here before I know it”, Steve said, patting his belly.

“Don’t you think you have more important things to figure out right now? Like which of these guys you’re gonna raise that little bundle with?”

Steve rolled his eyes as he sat on the floor and placed the notebook onto the coffee table. “I’ve always liked Aurora. And Ben. Ben’s such a cute name.”

“Steve, I think they’re serious.”

“But they’re not! Billy told me from the get-go he’s not raising any pups and Eddie…” Well, Eddie had never said it, but still. “They don’t really wanna be fathers. They’re just feeling like they have to prove something because I said they couldn’t.”

“Well, you laid down the challenge.”

“And they couldn’t even keep it together long enough to pay the bill! I made it clear to them right then that if they wanted anything to do with this pup, they have to get along. At least until I’m far enough for a DNA test to be done.”

Robin sat up and then slid off the couch to get down on the floor with Steve. “And you think the other will just bow out gracefully?”

Steve snorted, thinking of the clumsiness of Eddie’s gangly limbs and the rough movements that accompanied Billy’s muscles. Nothing they ever did was graceful. 

“What else are they gonna do? Hang around and help out with a kid that’s not theirs?”

Steve couldn’t even imagine what it would look like to have both Eddie and Billy getting along with each other. They’d just met and were already comparing dick sizes. And Steve was just supposed to believe that they could do this together? Steve had been dreaming of this. Buying little baby clothes, picking out the perfect name, holding his pup for the first time. The idea of having two alphas arguing the whole nine months wasn’t a part of his fantasy.

And Steve went ahead and started on that journey, starting with making a list of names. He didn’t even hear from either possible baby daddy until about a week later, when there was a knock on the door.

Steve went to answer and was shocked to see both alphas. He was less shocked to see them both sporting a black eye. But definitely more shocked to see a finished crib between them.

“What? How? Why are you-here? With a crib? What is this?”

“Mommy makes the baby, Daddy makes the crib”, Billy said.

“And your eyes?” Steve looked back and forth between them.

Eddie shrugged. “We got a little…I mean we had a little trouble with the crib. You know how it is when you gotta assemble something.”

“We would’ve finished sooner if this guy knew how to read”, Billy said.

“Or you if you actually owned a decent toolbox set”, Eddie countered.

“Back up, back up”, Steve said. “You both built this crib?”

“Yeah”, Billy said. “Now move out the way so we can bring it in.”

Steve did just that, body on autopilot from how dumbfounded he was. They brought the crib in, Billy leading the way and Eddie carrying the other end. Steve took a good look at it and had to admit it was well made. Sturdy, yet comfy looking. And not a nail or screw out of place.

“Where do ya want it, boss?”, Eddie asked.

“Uh, you can just put it in my room for now”, Steve said. 

He followed behind them as they carried it up the stairs and placed it at the foot of Steve’s bed. Once they did, Steve came over and his hands touched the crib lightly. Suddenly it was all so real. He was having a baby. And it would get to sleep every night in this crib until they got old enough for a child’s bed. Steve sniffed and looked at the other men, sporting shiners. 

He looked at how Billy’s eyes were shifting and his arms were crossed, making himself look smaller. Eddie was fidgeting with the rings on his fingers and shifting his weight from foot to foot.

“Thank you. Both of you.” He turned to face them fully. “But if this is gonna work, you need to do better than this.” He brought a hand up to each of their faces. Whoever the father was, Steve didn’t want their baby’s first look at them to be of a bruised face.

Billy grumbled but Eddie turned his face into Steve’s hand and kissed his palm. “Whatever you say, babylove.”

Steve smiled and leaned in close to Eddie, kissing his lips softly. It lasted for just a second because that was when his hand started to slip off of Billy’s face and the other alpha pulled him back over to him. Billy’s hand held Steve’s tightly and his arm came around his waist.

“Don’t I deserve a reward too?”

“Oh? You think so?”, Steve teased. Then he felt the warmth and weight of Eddie at his back.

“I think we both deserve a little somethin’. Men at work were we. And we didn’t even hoot at any babes.”

Steve almost wondered if this was their plan from the beginning but knew they weren’t nearly in sync that much. Still, when he felt Billy’s hands dip to his waist and Eddie’s breath in his ear, he could imagine it easily. Both of them moving in perfect unity-

“Okay, enough of that!”, Steve pushed them both away. “Your reward is I’m giving you both ice for your eyes and making you sandwiches. That’s it.” 

He hurried out of his room and back downstairs before he started something he couldn’t finish. He was a single alpha that didn’t need any alpha. That was his story and he was sticking to it.

Part 4

[placeinthemiddleofnowhere]

Hellooo, it's me again (I don't know what's happening with me, I never had that many ideas 💀😭)

As we all know, Pup had a shitty childhood and wasn't able to do what normal kids do

What would happen if Ghost caught Pup drawing something? Like, Pup would maybe be in their room and had a little post-it or something and had the urge to draw something, like a kid

Do you think Pup would be embarrassed or kinda scared of what Ghost would think of it? (Or both?) Since they've always been told not to act 'childish' but they still do things to heal their inner kid even without knowing it?

(And, eventually, 141 help them doing that?)

I can also imagine that, during debrief and meetings, Pup would sometimes have troubles to focus and would just draw some doodles so they can focus on what it is said in the meeting (bonus point if Ghost let them draw on his arm and hand)

✨️ anon

I LOVE that you’re having so many ideas, you have great ideas ✨ starry!

I think that Pup definitely wouldn’t be open to sharing something like that, so if Ghost stumbled upon them maybe tryna copy a panel out of one of their comics or drawing a lil silly doodle they’d be so embarrassed. It’d be ok though because Ghost would be lovely and very supportive of it.

I like to think he’d mention that Soap really likes drawing as well and he’d make him show Pup some tips. That would be such a cute thing for them to bond over as well!

Also your idea of them drawing on Ghost 🥰🥰🥰 literal heart eyes 😍 even if he gave Pup a pack of pens and let them colour them in since they’re black and white, that would be so cuteeeee

[shkika]

Having trouble with thinking of something to ask hrmm

What part of the rw lore do you find most interesting? Like..what are your thoughts on it? any twists you've thought up or any detail/s you just wanna rant abt?

The rainworld lore is painfully a lot and painfully little at the same time, like why are the pearls focused on garbage worms and what is noise milking oh my goddd

moon isnt lore on her own but her pearl readings are a massive source of it. so if i had to say my favorite thing would be iterators and the relationship they had with their colonies. the fact they can vary and the fact iterators have different opinions of their parents!! (one iterator talked abt havjng to sit through dark political times awkwardly like 🧍🤷 at some points. thats funny)

ahem I looove it a lot!! for example the way moon worded her existence is sad. the way she speaks about them is sad. like in short “ancients must not try very hard so we do that for them. at least i did” <- smth along the lines

she sounds bitter she dislikes them with a hidden passion even when she has 5 braincells left. Not to mention she calls them parasites with bad takes (sheesh). something people dont really ?? recognize enough or at all imo is that moon almost retired (ancients moving away from her city) and she was happy about it. Until it didnt work out and some stayed and she was pissed again.

now pebbles speaks with softness (as much as he has it in him) he liked them! he liked their art! their music! he liked witnessing their stupid arguments even when they were in his name (he found the citadel he shaded funny for being so angry)

he found a lot of things they did stupid but he also was impressed in other aspects! he liked them a lot to the point the last item that he keeps for comfort and keeps him together as a whole is a hymn of theirs. even when abandoned, he finds comfort in the company they used to bring him!!! how sad!!

Another part of the lore. Hm cycles.

I have no idea how they work. Youd believe at first that when you die. You get reborn. Pain!!! never escaping!!

But that cant be the case it has sooo many plotholes if thats the case.

1 artificers kids died! straight up GONE. theyre dead!! thats why shes so insane you cant tell me theyre just lost somewhere and also pups cant ascend (me when i reach spiritual enlightenment at 10). theyre straight up gone.

2. imagine u defeat the scav kind and he comes back an hour later.. nah. thjngs DIE

3 why did the ancients go crazy over killing themselves then idk!

4 suns was basically crying about how they dont know what theyll do if spearmaster dies. yeah no respawning then.

So then the cycle is being reborn into smth new. great. how does karma play in this. how do you raise it. time? do you have your old memories after u go into a new cycle?? i dont know!! no scug has ever been plagued with dreams of being smth else before. !!! how do you confirm its a thing!! idk!! how do you know you are in a samsara! i wish we got ancients talking about it. in pearls or smth.

i havent ascended with saint yet. (reached karma 10 and bonked the siblings) but i doubt they answer all of my questions

random kiki rw lore fact- did you know that the rot area - (riv gameplay) there is a room in it thats just called terror!!! it upsets me greatly. the place is so different because the rot literally eats his walls. it fucks me up sometimes even if it seems obvious

[lungs-and-gills]

find the word tag game!

@writinglittlebeasts tagged @joyful-soul-collector which is my main, to find the words deep, trouble, probably, and fall! Very exciting, lets crack in:

Deep (I've used it 60 times....which I guess makes sense considering it's the Literal Ocean but still lol. Here I chose #14)

“I’m gonna need you to stop looking at me like that,” Tatum said, glaring at Art. Art blinked, and rearranged his face into what he hoped was a more neutral one. 

“I--Sorry, it’s just… I didn’t think you killed people,” Art said, feeling stupid as the words left his mouth. 

“We wouldn’t be here if I didn’t,” Tatum said dully. “We’d be dead ten times over.”

In that moment, Art saw a horrible darkness in Tatum’s eyes, somehow deeper and more terrifying than he’d seen before. Tatum had absolutely no remorse for killing. He didn’t care in the slightest. 

It was only when he looked at Loch that the darkness faded.

Trouble (only 3 times! Here's #2)

“But… that doesn’t make sense,” Tatum said, trying to wrap his head around it. “Having dark skin doesn’t do anything to them, it’s not hurting anybody--”

“It’s less about whether Seven’s skin offended them or something, and more about how Seven’s skin color made it easier to hurt them. Like I said, people don’t care as much about people with dark skin, and that includes people like the police. People hurt and kill and kidnap and do all kinds of horrible shit to people with dark skin, people like Seven, people like me, because they know they won’t get in trouble for it,” Art said, now looking angry. Anger looked odd on Art’s face, he never usually saw Art angry. 

But it made sense. Just thinking about the fact that apparently, people thought of Art like this as well was enough to make Tatum’s blood boil.

Probably (#34/36)

“Maybe they were hidey spikes. Like the Hug Fish.”

“The Hug Fish?” Art said with a raised eyebrow. 

“Yeah!” Loch said, his eyes turning bright. “Tay says they can hide their whole body, like a octopus! Right, Tay?”

Tatum smirked and nodded. 

“…do you mean cuttlefish?” Art said with a small laugh. But Loch frowned at him as he took another bite. 

“No, pretty sure it’s Hug Fish. But Tay says if we ever see one then we probably can’t hug it. Hug Fish only hug fish.”

“Do they now?” Art said, now clearly trying to keep a straight face for Loch. 

“Yep.”

“Well, that’s good to know.”

Fall (#23/28)

He took it hesitantly, staring at the strip of meat with a mixture of curiosity and disgust. Not that it didn’t look delicious, it did, he was more disgusted with the fact that he wanted it so badly. Eventually he sat up fully, and after an encouraging look from Tatum, took a bite. 

It was the most amazing thing he ever tasted. The fish seemed to fall apart in his teeth, the texture not at all the slimy, odd feeling he remembered from having fish as a child. The thing that surprised him the most though was--

“It’s sweet!” Art exclaimed. Tatum laughed at the look on his face, cutting him another piece with his knife. 

“Yes, these ones are sweet. Different parts kinda change on the sweetness, I usually like the tail more on these ones, it’s not as sweet as the head and fins.”

“What do the fins taste like?” Art said. Tatum cut one off and handed it to him. When Art ate it he nearly choked. It tasted like he’d just eaten a spoonful of molasses. “Oh god--jesus, good thing we don’t eat the heads, I don’t think I could handle more than a couple fins.” Tatum just smiled and handed him another piece.

Well that was fun! So for everyone I tag, and anyone who wants to in general, I want you to find tired, weapon, red, and pierce.

No pressure tags: @lukey-the-pup @betwixtbeasts @tracle0 @polyaubergine @albatris @sarah-sandwich-writes @leave-her-a-tome @lettersandinkstains @thel3tterm @musicofglassandwords @snarky-drabbles

[therhythmafterthesummer]

I had been reading your WereRoomies asks and noticed that Changbin and Gingerbread?/Autumn?/Pup? Had only been mentioned at most 3 times? And only ever during discussion where Pretty and Kitten were involved

It made me question why, from how far is scrolled, no one was really mentioning Changbin and Ginger much so I went over to read "Finding Comfort In Autumn" (Did I remember the name right?🥲) And I've never felt so giddy and happy after reading a story✨ I enjoyed it so so so much! Now I really want to know why no one seems to talk much about Changbin and Ginger-

I'm about to go read your other Changbin Instalments for WereRoomies so I can see more of the because they're literally so so so cute🥺 Changbinnie being a bottom even though he's an Alpha is undoubtedly odd in a world like that but I just love the concept so much! Same with a top Omega! Their dynamic is somewhat interesting and I want to see how they'd fend in different settings and situations so I'm excited to read more!

(Ps: I saw in an ask the name Gingerbread was mentioned to refer to Y/n from Changbin's story, while also comparing her to someone named Autumn. At first I thought Autumn could be the name of Y/n from the Felix & Hyunjin pairing -I forgot the name I'm sorry😭- but then "Finding Comfort In Autumn" made me even more confused so if you don't mind, could you clarify the names of each Y/n for each guy you've written so far? Sorry if it's to much trouble, I just don't want to mix up/mistake anyone in the future🥲)

- 🦁? Anon🫶🏼

Autumn, Gingerbread, Ginger are all used to refer to Changbin's girl in WereRoomies (: also sometimes referred to a "spicy/spiciest gingerbread". Gingerbread/ginger comes from, you know, her scent, whereas Autumn is genuinely the name i'd like her to have, because i find the play of "Finding Comfort in Autumn" to be just really cute. since, y'know, Changbin truly found... comfort in Autumn 😭. (i/we refer to Hyunlix's partner as Moss outside of the stories, btw! because of their scent. and just like Autumn, considering they're very genderfluid, i feel like Moss could very well be a name they chose for herself skjdfhskjdsdf).

this ask just made me think that i maybe should add a reference to these in the masterlist. i've been thinking of doing like a character breakdown, but, just like the glossary, it's a work in progress lol.

as for why people don't ask/send stuff about them as the rest... i'm not sure, tbh! i feel like it could be a mix of Changbin being a bottom/more submissive (which i suppose could be something that not a lot of people would be interested in), or, i can't remember who it was, but someone once said that they felt as if Changbin and her were just... doing fine. like, there's not much conflict surrounding them (which, admittedly, is my fault because i just want them to be happy, they've gone through enough 😭), so maybe people don't have as many questions about them.

Finding Comfort in Autumn has such a special place in my heart... exploring the alpha with omega tendencies characteristics in Changbin was so so so much fun, and Changbin's entire journey of self-acceptance makes me feel all warm and fuzzy all the time🥺 so i'm glad you enjoyed it!!

with that being said, if you ever have any thoughts/headcanons/questions surrounding them, feel free to send them in! i highly encourage it haha

[baddieladdie]

Fallout companions patching you up:

Cait: Wraps a cloth bandage around your arm, tying a knot with the last bit of cloth at the place of your injury. The bandage is secure without being too tight, a tribute to the many years Cait had wrapped her own injuries. The pain of your sprain lowly fades. "Don't mention it, rather have you in fightin shape."

Curie: She's a Wizz at it! So many years spent in a lab, researching. She knows exactly how to patch you, no matter the injury or sickness. She's always impressed with the resilience of the human body.

Glory: "Rub some dirt in it, we got a lot more ground to cover" The railroad heavy is heavy set on getting out of harms way and back to headquarters.

Deacon: Deacon isn't a fan of blood 'n gore. He can feel his stomach practicing cartwheels as he watches the blood wind down your leg and pool at your feet. He brings Dr.Carrington over to patch you up. Once you've had a chance to rest, he'll check up on you. And this is where he shines - bringing a smile to your face despite the pain in your leg.

Preston: He is at the ready on a moments notice with his handy first aid kit. It's organized and neat. He takes his time cleaning and patching you up; taking special consideration to be gentle. He'll tell you a story or two about some settlements he had helped in the past.

Danse: The man is a brave and proficient soldier. He'd use the protection and strength of his power armor to get you out of trouble and somewhere safe. Once he finds a safe place to lay you down, his demeanor quickly changes from bold leader to concerned lover. He'll ask about your pain. If you need a doctor, he'll find one. If you need food or otc medicine, he'll bring it right to you. Danse'll do everything he can to protect you during this vulnerable state.

Hancock: The man's a walking pharmacy. He quite literally has it all and knowhow to get you exactly what you need and at the right dose. You see your bright smile reflected in his glossy noir eyes. Maybe it's the high, but perhaps you've never seen such deeply caring eyes.

Nick Valentine: The synth has seen many injuries in this lifetime and past. He knows how exactly how to get you back on your feet. As he bends over your knee, fussing over your injury, you feel safe and secure. You watch his mechanical hand secure the bandage, surprisingly talented at such delicate work.

Nick knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t help but feel partially to blame. The detective’s life isn’t a cushy one and often gets him, and by extension you, in precarious circumstances. As a mechanical man, he doesn’t feel pain to the extent a flesh and blood human may. And when he’s injured, the repairs take just as long as it takes to find parts. A human body? Well, the healing process is much more complicated. He’ll be giving you preferential treatment over the next week at least.

Dog meat: He will lick, lick, and lick you some more. You’ll take his soft, fluffy cheeks and guide them away from your gash. You had no idea where that pup’s tongue has been and it probably shouldn’t be giving you first aid. But you give him a good pat and praise him. Good boi

X6-88: His dry bedside manner could use some work. But the treatment to your injury is perfect, no waste and perfect sufficient.

Piper: She'd give some sass, scold you playfully for being so reckless. She'll patch you up just fine, but not without a Lil slap on the wrist

[mymoodwriting]

5.9k, hybrids, fluff, comfort, attempted assault, mentions of assault, trauma, claws, abuse, violence, implied smut

“You adopted some strays?”

“Yeah, I was walking home when I noticed a tail moving around in a dumpster. I went over out of concern and found a precious cat hybrid. I have pictures!” You took out your phone and showed your coworker. “This is Yeonjun, it was like love at first sight. I offered to take him home and adopt him once I realized he was a stray. Although he told me he wasn’t alone.”

“So you took in a whole liter?”

“Not quite. Yeonjun showed me his friends, there was another cat, and three dog hybrids.”

“Wow, that’s an interesting mix.”

“They were all so cute.” You showed a group photo. “So I took them all in.”

“Cats and dogs… one type of hybrid is already a lot of work, but two. I don’t know how you’ve managed.”

“They’re pretty well behaved. I already did all the paperwork, and took them to the vet for a checkup and the necessary shots. They’re all a bunch of healthy boys.”

“Wait, they’re all boys?” 

“Yeah… why?”

“Well, how do you deal with them when they go into heat? Or did you get them fixed?”

“Ah… well… the vet didn’t mention anything about that… and it hasn’t been a problem…”

“How long have you had them?”

“A couple months now, but not that long. I mean, they’re fine. They know if they need anything they can just ask me.”

♥♥♥♥♥

“When’s y/n coming home?”

    Taehyun stared out the window solemnly, his patience wearing thin. His ears were pressed against his head, huffing out of boredom.

“She gets home around the same time everyday.” Yeonjun reminded. “Just look at the clock.”

“I don’t trust it… it mocks me… with its slowness and never ending ticking.”

“Well sixty seconds are sixty seconds, time moves at a constant speed, so, be patient.”

“I’m bored.” Taehyun whined. “Why can’t she just stay home all the time?”

“That’s not how her job works.” Soobin said. “If you’re so bored just go to sleep. She’ll be home before you know it.”

“Ugh… I guess…”

    Taehyun was still pouting but found a comfy spot to lay down, making sure to bask in the sun while he napped.

“Wake me when y/n gets home.”

“No promises.”

♥♥♥♥♥

“Boys, I’m home.”

    You called out your arrival as you stepped into your place, quickly hearing footsteps rushing over to you. Soon you were attacked with hugs, all your boys welcoming you home.

“Hello, hello, did you miss me?”

“Yes.” “Of course.” “Always.”

“And did you stay out of trouble?”

“Yup.” “Yeah.“

“Ah, I saw that Beomgyu.” You said. “Your ears went down for a second, what did you do?”

“Nothing.”

“Soobin?”

“He broke into the snack cabinet.”

“Beomgyu! Was that before or after lunch?”

“After.”

“Hm, is there something you wanna say pup?”

“… Kai was my look out and he had some too…”

“Ya!”

“I won’t be in trouble alone!”

“Two of you sneaking snacks? Tsk, tsk, you know what that means.”

“…”

“It’s not fair for the others. So, my three boys with empty stomachs, how about some snacks?”

“Yes!” “Please!”

“Come on then.”

    You only took a few steps before you stopped, Beomgyu and Kai each holding one of your legs. They were both whining, ears down.

“We’re sorry.”

“We won’t do it again, promise.”

“What’s done is done, now let your brothers have their snacks.”

“But we want snacks from you too.”

    They both started whimpering, rubbing their head against your leg. You chuckled, but it wasn’t long before the others pulled them off, setting you free so they could get their snacks. The two trouble makers stayed put, just watching.

“I hate you…” Kai mumbled.

“Me too.”

    The three good boys lined up and eagerly awaited their snacks. They were given head pats and ear scratches before being rewarded, all very happy and very smug.

“Alright. I’m going to shower, and then I’ll get dinner together. Our drama will air soon.”

    While you were off the other three made fun of the others before they all settled down in the living room. Soobin turned on the TV, getting to the right channel. Once you finished your shower you went out to check on them, seeing your boys all gathered around the TV.

“You all look so cute, I’ll get dinner.”

    You whipped something up for dinner, setting it down on the coffee table, and everyone dug in. You all ate together and watched the next episode of your drama, talking and sharing theories during commercials. By the end you all wanted more, but you’d have to wait until next week. There was a bit more talking before you cleared the table and did the dishes, with some help of course.

“Alright, bed time.”

    The boys all eagerly followed you to their room, jumping in bed and fooling around. You tried to wrangle them all up, tucking them into bed, one by one, until you had them all under the sheets. You gave them all a good night kiss, giving some gentle pets before wishing them all a good night.

♥♥♥♥♥

    Late at night Soobin had gotten up to get a drink, carefully slipping out of bed. On his way back he found Kai standing at the door to your bedroom, hand holding the door knob. They all knew you locked the door at night, just to make sure none of them interrupted your sleep, and for the most part they were fine with that.

“Kai… what are you doing?”

“She’s sleeping… I wanna sleep with her…”

“She needs rest, or else how do you expect her to take care of us.”

“I wanna be with her…”

“In the morning, come on, you look exhausted.”

    Soobin gently wrapped an arm around Kai and led him back to bed, tucking him in before getting in himself. The rest of the night seemed to be uneventful, and when morning came they all woke to the same thing.

“Boys, breakfast!”

    Smiles appeared on their faces as they got up, yawning and making their way to the kitchen. Five bowls of cereal set out while you were packing up your own lunch for the day. You blew them all kisses and they eagerly ate. Although the last to get to the table was Kai, dragging his feet and clearly half asleep. You didn’t notice right away, not until you heard a splash and thud. You quickly turned around to see that Kai’s head was in the cereal bowl and you rushed over to help him out. You gently lifted his head out, moving the bowl away and reaching for a napkin to clean him up. While also making sure he wasn’t sick.

“Kai, baby, did you sleep okay last night?”

“Uh…”

“You can have something to eat later, okay, let’s get you cleaned up and back to bed.”

    The others didn’t say much as you helped Kai back to his room, putting him back to sleep. Although once the two of you were gone they started talking.

“What the hell was that?” Taehyun wondered. “Did he have a nightmare?”

“Was he standing in front of y/n’s room again?” Yeonjun mumbled.

“Wait, he’s done that before?” Soobin asked.

“Oh, so he was?”

“I found him last night, but I got him back to bed. He might have woken up again.”

“Why would he be outside y/n’s room?” Beomgyu said. “Sounds weird.”

“He said he wanted to sleep with her.”

“What?”

“Like share a bed and stuff, at least I think.”

“He needs to stop doing that before he gets found out and freaks her out.” Yeonjun added. “There’s a reason she locks the door.”

“That’s just so we don’t wander in at night.” Taehyun said.

“Exactly.”

“Can you boys make sure Kai sleeps in today.” You said as you came back to the kitchen. “He looks exhausted.”

“We can do that.” Soobin smiled. “Don’t worry about him, he’ll be okay.”

“I know, you guys are very tough.” You grabbed your lunch. “I’ll be heading out now, oh, and don’t forget I will be home late today, so don’t wait up.”

“Okay.”

“Love you boys, have a good day.”

“You too.” “Bye.”

    They all waved and saw you off, returning to finish their breakfast and properly clean up. There were plenty of things to do in the house to entertain themselves, plenty of games, both online and off, they just weren’t allowed to use the internet. What they had was enough for them regardless, it was more than they ever had before out on the streets. Later in the afternoon around lunch time Soobin went to the fridge to see what you had left for them, also asking the others to wake Kai, he needed to eat something. They all gathered around the TV to eat, Kai still half asleep.

“Were you standing at y/n’s door again last night?” Yeonjun asked.

“No…”

“Then why are you so tired?” Beomgyu said. “You nearly drowned in your cereal bowl this morning.”

“I’m fine.”

“Regardless, you need to stop doing that.” Yeonjun added. “If she catches you outside her room one day you’ll scare her and she might kick you out. All of us even.”

“She wouldn’t.”

“Just stop it. It’s also fucking with your health. She’ll drag you and us to the vet…”

“Oh…”

“Exactly.”

    That conversation seemed to go well, but given that Kai wasn’t there in the morning, he wasn’t aware that you would be home late. So around the usual time you’d be home he was found waiting by the door.

“She’s gonna be late today.” Taehyun said when he found him. “Come on, we’re gonna watch a movie.”

“I’ll just wait here.”

“Okay then, join us when you want.”

    Taehyun explained to the others, and they all expected Kai at some point, but he never showed. They finished the movie and cleaned up, Yeonjun going off to find the other. Kai was still plopped down in front of the door, clearly sleepy but doing his best to stay awake.

“Let’s go to bed, y/n will be home soon.”

“Then I’ll wait.”

“She’ll wind up tripping over you. Come on.”

    Yeonjun yanked Kai up to his feet, intending to take him to bed, but he was met with resistance. Kai didn’t want to leave, and this was getting ridiculous.

“Kai.”

“Let go!”

“If she finds you sleeping on the floor she’ll be worried.”

“I won’t fall asleep!”

“You can barely keep your eyes open right now.”

“Let me go!”

“Kai please.”

    The two started tussling, Yeonjun trying to drag Kai away, and then they heard the door opening. Yeonjun immediately let go, Kai falling to the floor. As you entered you didn’t make a sound, thinking your boys were asleep, instead you found Yeonjun and Kai in what seemed to be a fight.

“What are you two doing?”

    You went over to help Kai get up, seeing his tired face. Yeonjun was fumbling with his words, trying to figure out how to explain, but you interrupted.

“You can tell me what happened in the morning. I’ve had a long day so let’s just leave it at that.”

    Yeonjun whimpered, feeling like he was being scolded, but you assured him he wasn’t. You kissed his head, wishing him a good night.

“You come with me sleepyhead.”

    You took Kai’s hand and took him to your room. Yeonjun watched in confusion and annoyance, seeing the door shut and hearing it lock behind you. It looked like Kai had finally gotten what he wanted. He told the others what happened, them all in disbelief and on his side, but they wouldn’t know what came next until morning.

♥♥♥♥♥

“Boys, breakfast!”

    The four in their room had been awake for a while, hearing you in the kitchen, smelling your cooking, but they all waited until you called them out. They thought maybe Kai would be with you, but he wasn’t.

“Where’s Kai?” Taehyun asked. “Isn’t he with you?”

“He’s still sleeping in my bed.”

“You guys… slept together…”

“Kai was very fluffy and warm.”

“And clingy I bet…” Yeonjun mumbled.

“Since you’ve found your voice, care to explain what I walked into last night?”

“Uh, what did Kai say?”

“I want to hear what you have to say first.”

“I… it’s a misunderstanding. Kai was waiting for you and I was trying to get him to go to bed. As I was trying to get him up you came home and I dropped him. We weren’t fighting…”

“Hm, that’s what I thought. And that’s what Kai said too. Did he sleep in yesterday?”

“Yes, we woke him up for lunch.” Soobin stated. “He seemed alright then.”

“That’s good to hear. Alright, here’s breakfast, I’ll go wake the sleepyhead.”

    You set down the food and went over to your room, coaxing Kai out of bed, telling him the others were waiting. He eventually got up and followed you to the kitchen, happily plopping down in his seat.

“Good night?” Beomgyu teased.

“Best sleep of my life.” Kai smiled.

“Yeah, I bet.”

“Okay, lunch’s all set for you guys. I’ll see you later.”

“You’re leaving already.” Taehyun whined. “But it’s too early.”

“Have to finish up something this morning, so I gotta go. You boys behave, love you.”

“Love you too.” “Bye bye.” “Have a good day.”

    Once you were gone the others quickly crowded around Kai. All grievances from yesterday forgotten or thrown out the window. They just wanted details.

“Did you really sleep in bed with her?” Beomgyu asked. “Like all wrapped up in her arms?”

“Yup.” Kai was very smug. “She’s so soft and cute.”

“I bet.”

“Do you think we can sleep with her too?” Yeonjun wondered. “I mean… it only takes one time…”

“Hopefully.” Taehyun said. “I’d love to.”

“Kai.” Soobin questioned. “Are you good?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You haven’t stopped smiling.”

“Cause I’m happy.”

“Yeah but you look… lovesick…”

“How would you know what that looks like?”

“We’ve seen a lot of romance dramas.”

“Huh, now that you mention it.” Beomgyu took a good look at Kai. “Are you in love with y/n?”

“What! No!”

“You are, you so are.”

“Is that weird?” Taehyun wondered. “You’re a hybrid and she’s human…”

“We’re half human.”

“And you’re half dog.”

“So? That drama we’re watching has a couple where one is a hybrid.”

“Side couple, not even second lead.” Taehyun said. “Not exactly the best rep here.”

“Still.”

“As if she’d date you.” Yeonjun said. “If she found out you were crushing on her things might become awkward.”

“It’s not like I’m gonna confess… I don’t wanna ruin anything…”

“How long have you been crushing?” Soobin asked. “Is that why you’re always waiting around for her?”

“Do you really think… it’s impossible for us to be together?”

“Well…”

“None of you guys… love her?”

“I… I don’t know if it’s just me being grateful for what she’s done… or if it goes beyond that…”

“I’m scared of the possibility.” Beomgyu added. “I don’t wanna ruin what we already have.”

“Same.” Yeonjun chimed in. “What we got right now is good. Let’s keep it that way.”

“Yeah. Maybe she feels the same.” Taehyun said. “I’m sure she’d let us know if she did.”

“I know, I know.” Kai sighed. “Last night was good.”

“And don’t make her worry anymore. I don’t want unnecessary trips to the vet.”

“Got it.”

    Things were pretty normal for them that day, although when it was time to come home you were nowhere to be seen. They all stood by the door, waiting and waiting, but they didn’t smell you or hear you, and they started getting worried.

“She didn’t say she was gonna be late today, did she?” Kai asked.

“No.” Soobin said. “She should be home by now.”

“Do you think something happened?” Taehyun whined. “Is she okay?”

“The emergency phone!” Yeonjun reminded. “Maybe she left a message!”

    They all rushed over to the living room, getting the phone that sat by the TV. Beomgyu quickly checked the message, seeing one from you that had been delivered an hour ago. He read it out loud, all of them quickly whimpering. You had messaged them to let them know that something had come up last minute and you would be home late. 

“I hope everything is okay…” Kai mumbled. “She already had to go in early…”

“I’m sure she is.” Soobin assured. “So let’s not worry her. Dinner and then bed.”

    That was their plan, but they all wanted to stay up and wait for you. It really wasn’t normal for you to stay out late last minute. They didn’t want to worry, but they all did. They sat around the TV, trying to stay awake, but one by one they began to doze off. They weren’t sure how long they slept, but the sounds of the door opening them began to wake them. Although they heard voices, realizing you weren’t alone.

“Thanks for walking me home.”

“No problem, tonight was fun.”

    All the boys glanced at each other, thinking the same thing. That you had gone out on a date. They started panicking, worried the stranger would come in and see them all when they were supposed to be in bed in their room. Although their feelings quickly changed as they heard where the conversation went.

“Shall we keep the party going?”

“I’ve had a great time, but I think this is where I go my own way.”

“I have no problem following you anywhere.”

“It’s late, and you should get hom-”

“You don’t have to be shy.”

    They heard a loud thud and they all quickly rushed over, seeing some stranger on top of you while you struggled beneath them, telling them to get off you. Soobin and Yeonjun quickly grabbed the stranger, getting him off. They were worried, they were angry, so it’s no surprise Yeonjun had his claws out, hurting the stranger in question while getting him off. Whoever they were tried retaliating, only to be met with Soobin growling and Yeonjun hissing. They quickly scurried off. While they had been dealing with the intruder, the other three had huddled around you, making sure you were alright.

    You were out of breath, but you were nodding your head and telling them you were fine. They all stayed with you, still very worried, but glad you were home. When your breathing had calmed down you managed to get up, saying you were going to bed. Although you only took a few steps before your legs gave out. Beomgyu and Taehyun caught you before you fell, holding you up and helping you to your room. They had been in there before, when you weren’t home and on other occasions, but never at night. They sat you down on the bed.

“Thank you…”

    You reached down to get your socks off, but you were trembling. Yeonjun didn’t say anything before kneeling down to help you, and you shyly whispered a thanks. When you tried and failed to undress yourself the others helped out too. Just enough so you’d be comfortable laying down. They did intend to just tuck you in but you grabbed Kai’s hand, asking him to stay with you. He could feel you trembling, putting on a smile and agreeing. He got into bed with you, and you looked over at the others, asking them to stay as well. They all happily got into bed,  making sure you were surrounded by them. It took a while, but eventually you fell asleep, they stayed up to make sure you were alright, and now that you were resting, they fell asleep.

♥♥♥♥♥

    Soobin wound up waking up to a soft buzzing sound, and soon the others followed. You were still sleeping, so he told the others to stay with you while he investigated. He wound up finding the source of the noise, your phone was still in your bag from last night. He carefully picked up the phone, seeing an unknown number. Still, it could be important so he answered it.

“Hello?”

“Is this y/n?”

“It’s her phone, yes.”

“We have a report of assault. Apparently your hybrids attacked an innocent-”

“That’s not what happened!”

“Excuse me?”

“We didn’t attack them! They were-”

“You’re a hybrid?”

“Yes, but I didn’t-”

    The phone was suddenly taken from Soobin, it seemed that you had woken up and heard the conversation. Soobin looked over at the others who shook their heads, clearly unable to stop you from getting out of bed.

“This is y/n, the owner of the hybrids. Do I need to come down to the station?”

“Yes, along with the offending hybrids.”

“I understand. I’ll be there soon.”

    You hung up and took a breath. You offered Soobin a small smile, petting his head. He tried to explain himself but you shook your head.

“Get dressed in something comfy, all of you.”

    You made your way back to your room, shutting the door. The boys all shared a look before going off to get dressed. They were nervous, but they got ready quickly, all waiting by your door. After what felt like a long while you came out, and they quietly followed you out. Your car was really only meant to seat five, two up front and three in the back, but all together you were six. Soobin took shotgun and the other four squeezed into the back with no complaints. It was a quiet drive to the station, and they stuck close to you as they walked in. They got some weird looks, and kept their head down, until they got to the main area.

“That’s them! Those two animals attacked me!”

    Soobin started growling, but you grabbed his hand and shook your head. He whimpered, but got the message. The trespasser looked way worse than they had left him. At most Yeonjun had clawed into his clothes and left a few scratches there, never getting anywhere near his face, and the arm in a cast was certainly fake. You simply took a seat before the detective. Before he could even speak you put down a drive on the table.

“I’d like to report an assault.”

“Huh?”

“On the drive you’ll find security footage of my coworker here forcing himself into my place and onto me after walking me home from a company dinner. My hybrids merely acted to defend me and did not cause the extreme damage you see today. If it had not been for them, you’d be looking at footage of sexual assault.”

    The color had completely drained from the guilty party. Now the boys had perked up, amazed at how you were handling the situation. The detective seemed a bit dumbfounded but took the drive anyway, having someone else take your statement. After that the story had completely changed. You didn’t stay long, merely told to wait for a court date to be set to go over the case. You thanked the detective and headed out with your boys. They were quite happy, but it wasn’t until they were in the car that they realized you had started shaking again.

“Y/n…” Soobin asked. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine… we’ll just go home now…”

    Soobin carefully reached over and took your hands off the wheel, holding them. The others were all leaning forward, unsure of what to do.

“I can drive home.” Yeonjun volunteered. “I know how.”

“Hybrids can’t legally drive…”

“Then how about we do something else until you calm down.” Soobin suggested. “Are you hungry?”

“Uh… are you guys hungry? I didn’t get you breakfast.”

“Yeah, yeah, I could eat.”

“Me too.” “Yeah.” “I’m hungry.” “Yup.”

“Let’s get you some breakfast then.”

    You got out of the car, taking a few deep breaths before going off to find a restaurant. The boys followed close by at your side, a bit worried you’d collapse, but not wanting to be over protective. You saw how Taehyun was attracted to a certain smell, finding a place to eat.

“Oh, I’m sorry, we don’t serve hybrids.”

“That’s fine. Is it alright if we just order to go?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

    You had the boys pick out what they wanted, placing an order and when it was ready they helped you out. By then you seemed better and there was no issue with you driving them all home. When you got back you gave them their food, and they became aware that you hadn’t ordered anything for yourself.

“Aren’t you gonna eat?” Beomgyu asked. 

“I’m not hungry. I think I’m just going to go back to bed.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Can we join you later?” Kai asked.

“Sure. I’d like that.”

    You gave them all a pet and kissed their heads before retreating to your room. They were all very worried about you now, but they wanted to give you space.

“Is she okay…” Taehyun mumbled. “She doesn’t seem okay…”

“A lot happened in a couple of hours.” Soobin said. “I don’t think she’s processed it yet.”

“At least we’re not in trouble.” Yeonjun added. “She took care of that real quick.”

“I was worried we were gonna get taken away.” Kai whined. “I was scared.”

“We’re not going anywhere.” Beomgyu stated. “She needs us and we’re here.”

“So eat up.” Soobin said. “We need our strength to take care of her.”

    They all saved a bit of their food, wanting you to have some when you felt better. They cleaned up and then snuck into your room, crawling into bed so you didn’t wake up. You were sleeping, which was a relief to everyone. For the most part things were calm until later in the afternoon when there was a knock at the door. They all quickly perked up, seeing that you were asleep. Yeonjun quickly jumped out of bed to check the door, wanting the knocking to stop before you did get up. He didn’t even check the door, just peeking it open a bit, met with a completely new stranger.

“Hello… is y/n here?”

“She’s not seeing anyone.”

“I heard about what happened this morning. I just wanted to check on her.”

“She’s fine.”

“I get that but I just-”

“She’s fine!” Yeonjun hissed. “You can-”

“You must be one of her hybrids. Is there another person here?”

“No. It’s just us.”

“Let me see her.”

“I said she’s not-”

“I understand you care for her, but a person should check in on her.”

“She’s fine with us.”

“Just let me see her.”

    The person shoved their way in, knocking Yeonjun down. He hissed again, thinking of jumping on them, but he had already caused enough trouble. Besides, he never really got a chance.

“Yeonjun!”

    The commotion had woken you up, and despite the others trying to keep you in bed you made your way out, seeing a friend from work towering over Yeonjun. You screamed and stumbled over, falling to your knees. You looked over Yeonjun in a panic, making sure he was alright, once again trembling. Yeonjun took your hand, assuring you he was okay.

“I… I’m sorry…”

“Get out!”

“Y/n-”

“GET OUT!”

    Your pups started barking, and the other took the message, quickly leaving. They helped you up to your feet, getting you back to your room. They were all assuring you that they were fine, you were fine, and that nothing bad happened. It took a little bit to calm down, but eventually you did, wrapped up in Beomgyu’s arms. Somehow you dozed off too, getting tucked into bed. They realized they needed to go, but Beomgyu seemed stuck. He didn’t mind, telling the others to figure things out.

“Y/n’s not okay.” Kai said. “She’s really not…”

“But what can we do?” Taehyun asked. “As hybrids we don’t have many options.”

“Well we can ask the internet.” Yeonjun suggested. “It’s an emergency. I’m sure we can borrow her laptop.”

    None of them bothered to wait for an answer from each other, going over to your little home office. Yeonjun sat down at your desk, turning on the computer. All they could really do was ask the internet what all your symptoms meant and browse at the solutions.

“Emotional support animals… that’s us right?” Taehyun questioned. “We help calm her down.”

“That we do.” Soobin said. “But beyond that… we have to take care of her. Like she has us.”

“She’s resting, but she shouldn’t be in bed forever.” Kai said. “And she hasn’t eaten yet.”

“Let’s start with that, getting her some food.”

    Soft whispers woke you from your sleep. You were scared for a second before you remembered where you were and who you were with. Your boys were all gathered around you, and you could smell food. You noticed Soobin holding up a tray, a variety of food on it. You offered a soft smile.

“That smells good.”

“We figured you should eat.”

“Thanks…”

    You didn’t have much, but that was better than nothing. You properly got into bed, freeing Beomgyu only for Taehyun to take his place of keeping your company. They all rotated shifts, well aware you didn’t want to be left alone. And when they weren’t with you they tried to take care of things around the house. Your phone had been put on silent, and they made sure not to answer the door for anyone. They also tried a bit of cooking, doing their best to hide the evidence of failure. Instant ramen had their back though, even if you didn’t eat too much. At some points they even got you out of bed and had you walk around the apartment. It took a few days, but you slowly started coming  back to yourself.

“Sorry for… everything…”

“What are you talking about?” Kai asked.

“You guys have been looking after me when it’s supposed to be the other way around.”

“It’s okay.” Beomgyu assured. “We’re your emotional support pets, it’s our job to look after you.”

“Hm… maybe I should look into that.”

“What?”

“Getting you certified as my emotional support hybrids… would make it easier to take you places.”

“We’d love that.” Soobin said. “Really.”

“Good.”

    You did keep your word on that, getting the paperwork done when you could. So by the time the court date came up, they were allowed into the courtroom with you without issue. Obviously with the evidence you had the verdict was ruled in your favor. You eventually left that job and found something else that wouldn’t require you to leave the house so often, and if you ever did, at least one of your boys would accompany you. Although when it came to grocery trips they all came along.

“Y/n, can I have these!” Kai eagerly held up a box of treats. “Please, please!”

“No more sneaking treats after lunch?”

“That was one time, and it was Beomgyu’s idea!”

You chuckled. “Alright. The rest of you should pick out a snack too, you guys can have your own personal snacks.”

“Yes!” “Awesome!” 

    They scurried off for a moment to find what they wanted, Kai putting his snacks in the cart, humming excitedly. He was reaching up to get something for you when he heard someone approach you.

“Hey… so I was-”

    Kai was immediately growling at the stranger, stepping closer until they left. You had certainly tensed up, but felt better having Kai.

“You okay?”

“I’m good. Thanks.”

    A few things had certainly changed around the house. Your little home office had gotten upgraded to make work easier, and you also redid your room, given that you slept with all your boys every night. Their old room was converted to store all the games and other items for fun activities, a great nap room too. They loved having you around more often than before, and there was never a dull moment. Although this did finally answer a question in the back of your mind. 

    It was another peaceful night after movie watching when you woke up to a ticklish feeling. One of your boys was nuzzling your neck, and you found it adorable. Yet as you began to regain your senses you realized a slight movement, specifically Soobin gently humping your leg. It took a second to properly process, and you weren’t entirely sure what to do. So you tried to carefully wake him, aware he was sleeping, and so were the others.

“Soobin…” You whispered. “Soobin…”

“Hm…”

“Soobin, wake up.”

“Hm…” Soobin slowly opened his eyes. “… y/n…”

“Hi… are you okay?”

“Uh…”

    It took a moment for him to register words, and then his actions. His eyes went wide and he jumped out of bed, causing Yeonjun and Taehyun to fall out in the process.

“I… I am so sorry… I didn’t…”

“Soobin… are you in-”

“It’s fine, I’m fine, don’t worry about it.”

    Soobin rushed out of the room, leaving you confused. The other boys looked around, still half asleep and not entirely sure what had just happened. You told them to go back to sleep and got out of bed, going off to find Soobin. There was only really one place for him to go, his old room. You carefully knocked on the door before stepping in.

“Soobin-”

“I’m fine!”

“I’m aware of that but… are you okay?”

“I didn’t mean to do that…”

“I know. I’m not upset, just worried.” You walked over to Soobin. “I’ve never… you guys never mentioned this before… and I’ve never… noticed…”

“We take care of it ourselves… usually when you weren’t home…”

“But I’m home more often now so…”

“We’ll do our best not to… bother you…”

“If there’s anything I can do to help. I can get you some pills, or-”

“That’s not necessary.”

“Okay. Just don’t feel… embarrassed, or like you can’t-”

    You were suddenly tackled onto all the pillows and blankets, Soobin burying his head into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent. 

“You smell so nice…”

    Without really meaning to he was humping your leg again, whimpering. You weren’t entirely sure what to do, so you stayed put.

“Soobin…”

“I usually just have a shirt or something…”

“Wait, is that why I find some clothes in my laundry basket that I don’t remember wearing?”

“Ah…” Soobin stopped, realizing what he was doing. “Sorry, sorry, we never… we can’t help ourselves sometimes…”

“I can see that.” You chuckled. “Things are definitely gonna get harder for you guys with me around, huh?”

“Yeah…”

“Well… like I said, I’m here to help…”

“You don’t… you don’t mean… what I think you do? Do you?”

“I guess that depends… on what you think I mean…”

“Ah… well… I’m thinking…” Soobin started crawling towards you, getting up close. “That you want to… personally… help me with this…”

You slowly nodded. “Yeah… that sounds right…”

“Are you sure? I can’t promise… I’ll be a good boy…”

“That’s okay…”

“Hm… the others are gonna hear… they’re gonna smell you… they’re gonna be pissed…”

“I’ll help them too… when the time comes…”

“Promise?”

“Yeah… you guys are my responsibility… I’m supposed to take care of you…”

“You know we love you… right…”

“I do too…”

    Soobin whimpered, once again against your neck, not just sniffing this time but kissing you. He pushed you back against the pillows and sheets, pinning you under him. You swallowed nervously, feeling his hands start to explore you.

“Are you sure about this?” Soobin asked. “You don’t have to.”

“I’m here for you. All of you.”

“We know.”

(II)

[littlelioncub43]

Okay, how does our favorite Sheriff react when the absolute literally embodiment of sunshine walks into his station. She’s brand new to town and found a poor hurt puppy stranded on the side of the road and didn’t know where else to take him. She’s so worried about the dog and so thankful when Lee is able to get the dog to the local vet. She just smiles up at him with tears in her eyes.

Aaaah! Ok hehe I'm excited to write this one!

God, he's so hot.

The day was cold, even for the county Sheriff who normally ran a little hot. The cloudy overcast skies did nothing to brighten the day for the rest of the officers in the station. Lee had a rough night, a lot more drunk and disorderlies were on the loose than normal. So rolling into the office at 8am sharp made him less than cheerful. He watched the clock tick away on the wall, thankful that it was nearly quitting time and he'd be able to go home and drink himself to sleep—I've earned it, he thinks.

"Hello?" A sweet voice calls out to him, the melodic sound pulls him out of his seat and towards the unusually empty bull pen. And there you were, standing with a small golden puppy in your arms. Even with the worried look distorting your gorgeous face, Lee swears he's never seen a woman more beautiful than you. The light yellow dress you wore under your thicker wool coat hugged your body sweetly, it made his body burn with attraction. "Sheriff?"

Your voice snaps him out of his daze. He closes his mouth that hung open, he clears his throat and nods. "Yes, Ma'am. How can I help you?"

"I found this puppy down by Wilbur road, I think he's hurt awful bad," your voice is strained with worry and your eyes gleam with unshed tears. His eyebrows furrow at your distress, it was then that he was certain he'd do anything to make you feel better.

"Let me have a look at 'im, Darlin'," he says soothingly. You step closer, taking in his oaky cologne, the scent calming you down considerably. He stand close, checking out the pup in your arms. "Yeah, he's been beat up pretty bad. We should get him to the vet to see what they can do for 'im."

You almost miss his words, you were taken by the rugged beauty of a man before you. His piercing blue eyes made you want to blush like a school girl, and his pink lips made your own itch to kiss his. But when the little thing in your hold let out a pained whine, it brought you back to reality. Lee drove you both to the vet, he even sat in on the appointment with you. He took the time you spent waiting to talk to you, asking you where you're from, where you work, and why a pretty thing like you would want to live in a little backwater town like Knockemstiff.

"He's just a bit bruised and scuffed up, nothing broken. He should be perfectly fine in about a month or 2," the vet interrupts. You gather the sleepy pup in your arms, tucking him into your oversized coat as Lee leads you back to his cruiser.

"I can't thank you enough, Sheriff," you say as he parks in front of your house.

"It's no trouble at all, Darlin', just doin' my job," he says with a boyish smile.

"No, really, Lee," you say with a warm but watery smile, your gaze fixed on his in a meaningful stare, "thank you so much."

Lee swallows the lump of saliva in his throat, his face heating at your lovely gaze. "You're welcome, Sweetheart."

You give him one last smile before stepping out of his cruiser, waving goodbye as you shut the door and head inside. Once he's sure you're inside, he lets out the breath he didnt know he'd been holding. A wide grin finds it's way across the stoney Sheriff's face, there was a giddiness to his step as he walked back into the station, and a warmth in his belly. The cold didn't bother him anymore.

Happy Murderer Monday!

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[pinkteapotwriting]

Sub James and sub reader with dom Sirium and dom Remus.

The doms are out and come home to see James and reader fucking without them!

Two subs together and then a punishment from the two doms!

Also. Love your writing.

This is my first ever request!

Marauders x fem!reader

Yes this is everything thank you so much for this request. I’m honored to fulfill your first one you absolute doll <3

Warning : Smut minors dni, sub!reader, sub!james, slight pet play, degradation and spanking

Word count : 2088

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James’s cock was throbbing, completely pulsating with desire and no matter what he did, he couldn’t get it off his mind. He couldn’t get off at all actually, at least not without permission. Remus and Sirius ran a tight ship, and he knew he’d have to wait until they got home. But they were going to be much longer, and even if he could wait, they’d probably tease him for hours being in this state, just laugh at him while he begged. No. He needed his desire satiated right now. He wandered down the hall to find the shared bedroom to search for you, who had also been left behind while Remus and Sirius were off doing god knows what. 

He peered in to find you reading a book on the large king size bed. Looking oh so inviting in Sirius’s t-shirt paired with your shortest sleeping shorts. He watched as you chewed on the end of your thumb absentmindedly, wishing your lips would be doing something else. He crawled up on the bed beside you and spooned in behind as close as he could get. You wiggled back into him to get comfy, and acknowledge him at the same time. But to your great surprise he whined softly behind you. You closed your book and turned so you were chest to chest, creating more torturous friction for your bespeckled boy. 

“Jamie what’s wrong?”

He just whined again and instead of explaining himself he rolled over you, resituating it so he was on top of you between your legs rubbing against you, while kissing your neck. You just giggled, despite the instant feeling of pleasure of him rubbing against your clothed clit.

“Okay okay, I think I get it now, but we can’t. Remmy and Siri didn’t give us permission and they’ll get mad.”

You were much better at following the rules, but it was easy for James to get you into trouble. Tears, literal tears were forming in his eyes as he continued to grind into you, burying his face in your chest.

“Please, please y/n need it so bad. Need you so bad. It hurts, I know they could get mad but I can’t wait any longer it hurts. Please.”

You pressed a kiss to the top of his head and rubbed his hair soothingly.

“Okay Jamie, it’s okay. We have to be quick though so they don’t find out, alright? Come on baby lie down for me and let me help.”

He was relieved as he flopped on his back, hopefully Sirius and Remus would be gone away long enough.

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“Y/N? James, we’re home!” 

Remus was shedding his coat, eager to find you two so he could get some relaxation.

“Puppy? Prongs? Come on, we brought you something.”

Sirius’s eyes furrowed in confusion. Normally you two would rush down to meet them, this was odd. 

“Come on Pads, maybe they’re just napping and can’t hear us.” 

As they got closer and closer to the bedroom the answer became much more clear. They paused outside the door and shared a look, both expressions reflecting the features of anger, of dissatisfaction. Between the sound of the creaking bed, your whines were barely audible, while James sounded like he was getting the fucking of his life. And when they opened the door that’s exactly what they found. 

Both of you being completely naked, James was over top of you missionary style, resting on his forearms, biting your shoulder, pounding into you like he’d never get to make you feel good again. Your legs were wrapped around his waist, hands in his hair, gripping it like gravity would stop working, pulling you away into the room’s atmosphere of desire and elation. 

That atmosphere however, quickly turned into a different one, of tension, nervousness and guilt, when you both heard Sirius clear his throat. You both scrambled and pushed away from each other, but the damage was done. You two were in for it now. The worst part was Remus’s neutral face, his cold eyes. Sirius was the first to break the silence.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

 You were sitting up now, but James was lying face down, hiding his shame against your thighs. You tried to coax him out, scratched lightly at his scalp, knowing if he kept this up he’d make the punishment worse.

“It’s alright Jamie, why don’t you just show them.”

He lifted himself and moved to the edge of the bed, now displaying his aching cock, with an angry red tip that was dripping precum as you all spoke. It was clear he hadn’t come yet, but was very very close. He swallowed thick as Remus knelt before him, terrified at what was about to come. Remus’s pointer finger drew a feather light straight line against James’s swollen member. James couldn’t take the dreadful silence anymore.

“Moony I’m sorry, it’s my fault. It hurt so much so I made Y/N feel bad so she could make it go away. I was desperate, just wanted it to go away, I’m sorry.”

Remus smiled a little before rising to his full height. If James was blubbering now, this was going to be a long night.

“James, we both know you’re not supposed to touch things that aren’t yours, right?”

“Right.”

“See, that’s the thing. You were being greedy and selfish. Touching what didn’t belong to you. Touching me and Sirius’s puppy. Such a needy slut, couldn’t even wait and when Pads and I were only out to bring  you and Y/N a present.”

James looked at Sirius (who had his arms crossed and jaw clenched) then back up at Remus.

“I’m sorry.”

“No, but you will be.”

You were playing with your fingers nervously, mentally preparing yourself for your punishment as Sirius approached you. Your jaw was placed between Sirius’s thumb and fingers, pulling you closer to his lips, but instead he moved past your face to your ear.

“You’re supposed to be a good puppy, for me and Remus’s pleasure. Not for your own and certainly not for James. That clear pup?”

You nodded as much as his fierce grip would allow.

“Good, now lie down on Jamsie’s lap.”

As soon as he released you, you quickly did as you were told, shaking with anticipation as both Remus and Sirius undressed completely. You could feel James’s cock throb against you, it being pressed upright between your hip and his stomach.

Sirius joined you so he was beside James, your head close to his lap. While Remus was on the opposite side rubbing and kneading your ass. 

“You’re gonna suck my cock bubs, while Remmy spanks your ass okay?”

You stuck out your tongue and opened your mouth wide for him so he could angle himself and slip past your lips.

“Moony how many swats?”

“15, only cause I wanna see her squirm while your dick is in her mouth.”

“Okay bubs, 15 hits and you’re done. 15 swats and you get to be our good puppy again. James you count. This alright love?”

You bobbed down on his dick in response. 

“There’s the good girl we trained so well.”

Smack. “O-one.” “Two.”

At first it seemed like you were the only one being punished, but at closer inspection one could tell that with every jolt you made, James was right there with you. Because every movement reminded him of how over sensitive he was as your hip brushed against his length.

Smack “T-te”

Remus rolled his eyes. “You’re so pathetic, Y/N is being such a good girl for us and you can’t even handle her being spanked. If Y/N wasn’t being so obedient I’d make you restart. We’re at ten.”

You just hummed around Sirius as the rest of your punishment ensued, feeling like you got off pretty easy. Not that you would tell them that. James on the other hand, well, poor James. He looked at you longingly, wanting it to be his throat that Sirius was cumming down. Sirius held your cheek in his palm so he could soothe it with his thumb before running it along your bottom lip.

“Such a good pup sucking my cock so well. Need you to do something else yeah.”

You just looked up at him and nodded, peering up at him with your doe eyes. He groaned at the look of innocence you could portray so easily before taking your hand and turning you towards Remus. He pulled you in for a kiss, holding you tight as you melted into him. You were immediately interrupted by James’s needy whines, so reluctantly, Remus pulled away. 

“You’re eager to be punished now, are you James? Alright then, move to the middle of the bed and lie on your back, now.”

As he did what he was told Remus guided you to straddle his waist.

“Okay Puppy you can sit on his cock, but no moving understand?”

“Yes Remmy.”

James through his head back in frustration as you sank down on him. 

“Please, please I’ve learned my lesson please.”

You stayed rooted, not exactly eager to piss off your boys again, while Remus stood off to the side of the bed with his hand guiding Sirius up and down on his cock, staring with nothing but malcontent. James cried some more, tears rolling down his cheeks, heavier than before.

“Please it hurts please!”

Your eyebrows knit together in pity. You did everything you could to soothe him but it was no use. You would stroke his face, pepper kisses across his face, rub his chest, but the only thing you could to solve the problem was the one thing you weren’t allowed to do. 

“It’s alright Jamie, it’ll be okay.”

You took a deep breath, risking punishment again as your heart broke wiping away his tears.

“Remmy, Siri, please let him cum. He didn’t mean to, it was hurting him please. He knows he’s yours he’s learned his lesson. Isn’t that right Jamie?”

Remus gripped Sirius’s hair tighter, fucking his throat with vigor as he got closer to gis own release.

“Alright pup you know what to do.” You started moving up and down on him as he thrust up desperately into you. “Tell me James, who do you belong to?”

“Y-you Moony. You and padfoot.”

“Good boy, you can cum now come on, do it with me.”

Sirius’s mouth and your pussy were painted white simultaneously not much later. James’s face finally relaxed, thrilled he finally was relieved of the torturous tension. That was until Sirius cut in.

“Puppy, Remus didn’t say you could stop did he? Keep going.” 

Sirius moved to hold down James’s chest as he writhed underneath you 

“Pads no it’s too much, it’s too much.” 

“Y/N was so nice to beg to let you cum and now you won’t return the favor? You really are a selfish whore.”

Remus approached James from the other side and slipped his middle and pointer finger past his lips.

“There, that’ll shut him up. Keep going bubs you’re doing so good.”

With his other hand he reached to thumb your clit, letting out the prettiest noise Sirius and Remus had ever heard.

“It’s okay Jamie, m’close, so close. Can I cum. Please?”

Remus circled his thumb faster.

“Go ahead darling make a mess.”

You really didn’t understand how James had waited so long. It didn’t matter anymore though as you pulled out and collapsed against his chest. But Sirius was pulling you off of James completely while Remus soothed James.

“It’s alright Prongs, you can be our good boy again. Here, let’s show you what we bought.”

You and James sat against the headboard as Remus and Sirius each handed you a little box. When you opened them you found two matching delicate chains, the kind with a horizontal rectangle in the middle. But the best part was seeing the engraved initials S.B. and R.L. on the pendant.

“It’s so pretty can you put it on for me Siri?”

Sirius grinned at your excitement while clipping the necklace in the back, while Remus did the same for James. Sirius was kissing up and down the side of your neck, wanting to provide extra proof of who you belonged to while Remus fondled the pendant on James, appreciating the color choice against his flushed skin.

“There we go, now it’ll be a lot harder to forget who you belong to now huh.”

And you would never want to.

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@sunny-bunnny @quindolyn @weasleyposts @accioweaslcy

[sirisuorionblack]

It was perfect.

Sirius Black x Remus Lupin

Summary - At the age of 30 Remus Lupin or should I say Remus Lupin-Black was settled with a perfect husband, a perfect daughter and a perfect life, it was almost unbelievable for him.

Warnings - None.

The sunshine peeked into the room awaking Remus by glaring right at his face. He blinked, adjusting his eyes to the harsh sunlight and tightening his arms around the two of the most if not only important people in his life.

His daughter, (Y/N), laid on one side of his chest, her head buried into the crook of his neck, her drool dropping onto his bare skin and his husband's ears were pressed to the other side, right above his heart, hearing those rhythmic contraction and relaxation that still allowed him to sleep despite anything going on around him.

Remus ran a hand through the silky locks of his husband, smiling to himself. Oh, how lucky he was.

"Good morning, husband," Sirius mumbled hoarsely into his chest.

Remus chuckled, after all these years of being married when Sirius called him husband till this day never failed to give him those very butterflies that erupted in the pit of his stomach when they went on their very first date.

Remus pressed his lips against Sirius' forehead, "Good morning."

Sirius kissed Remus' cheeks and then turned to his daughter who was still fast asleep with her cheek pressed against Remus' shoulders, making her pout involuntarily.

Sirius chuckled, dragging a finger over her smooth cheeks, "She is adorable,"

Remus snorted silently, "Obviously she is, I mean did you see her dad? God damn it, he is hot!" 

"Oh, is he now?"

"Mhm. You would say he has the beauty of a God,"

"Or you'd say he is the God himself,"

"If God was prick, that is,"

"And if He gets to fu-"

"Don't! Just shut up," Remus glared at Sirius who smirked in return.

"I mean-"

"No, you don't ever mean anything. Like quite literally, there is no filter between your mind and your mouth, no, honestly between your mind and any part of your body,"

"Are you saying I am stupid?"

"Absolutely not, Pads, how can I say that? Your the most brilliant human to ever live,"

Sirius narrowed his eyes at him and scoffed.

The little 2 year old in Remus' arms squirmed lightly, fisting the blanket draped over her in her chubby little fingers. Sirius grimaced as the two of them fell still afraid any movement might wake her up, but no movement was needed as she opened one eye, her grey orb shining as it met her father's almost the same grey ones.

She closed her eye immediately after she noticed her parents looking at her and smiled cheekily. Sirius barked a laughter and took his daughter into his arms, sitting up against the headboard.

"Good morning, little one," he said as he tickled her. (Y/N) giggled and leaned into her father's arms. 

She replied a 'Good morning' that either of the adults could barely understand if it wasn't for their training to grasp the words their two year old had been mumbling for months.

Remus cooed and he too sat up, kissing his daughter's cheek just the moment Sirius kissed her other cheek. Their daughter giggled. It was perfect. 

Remus somehow managed to wriggle out of Sirius' grasp with maximum amount of bribing and left their 2 year old daughter under his sight though he knew that was a dangerous thing to do.

"If I see the two of you making any ruckus when I come back, you're grounded," He had given them a weak threat which he knew the moment the father and daughter started to giggle and he left with a loud groan to the kitchen. 

Anonymously, Remus was excited to finish the breakfast that day although the rest of the days when he cooks he loves to take his time.

"Hey, Moony," Sirius muttered as he wrapped his arms around Remus from behind, pushing his weight onto the other man and evidently pressing him against the counter.

"What did you do, Black?" He asked, abandoning what he was doing and slightly leaned back to look at his husband.

"Nothing," Sirius mumbled into his shoulder blade which just added to his suspicions.

"Sirius," Remus said warningly, and narrowed his green eyes. The said man gulped in fear as he knows when he is called by his name, he is in serious trouble, no pun intended. 

Sirius pulled away, coughing nervously and Remus knew something was up as he turned off the gas and turned around, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed, looking at Sirius pointedly.

"Um," Sirius muttered, scratching his neck. Suddenly, he leaned in and pecked Remus on the lips and ran upstairs to their bedroom all the while yelling, "I am sorry, Remus, I didn't do it!"

It took Remus a while to register or to be exact return from the trance he was put in by just a peck on the lips but once when he did know what's happening he took off the flight of stairs with panic settling in.

"What did you do!?" He yelled as he burst open the door of their room and froze as he saw his daughter tangled in the bed sheet and giggling, pillows all torn, the stuffing flying all over the room and Sirius standing in the middle of the room, with eyes blown wide for what is to come.

Remus blinked twice and gave the most unexpected reaction from any - he howled with laughter. Sirius' eyes grew even wider if it was possible as he let out a scared, broken laugh.

"Oh, puppy," Remus said with a little laugh as he tried to untangle his daughter.

"Are you OK, Remus?" Sirius asked as he cautiously moved closer, taking a pillow case that was previously stuffed to the brim as a shield.

Taking (Y/N) in one arm, Remus grabbed the nearby thing and hurled it across the room at his stupidly handsome husband.

"Ouch," Sirius mumbled, prying the thing off his face which just happens to be another pillow case. The little girl in his arms giggled looking at her father.

"That giggles dubs to - you're an idiot, dad," Remus said and Sirius smirked.

"Oh does it?"

"Yup!"

"Well, then, do you know what else the idiot could do?" Sirius asked, as he stepped closer with each word and lunged at the two of them, tickling mercilessly. The laughter of the three of them were the only sounds resonating through the walls. It was perfect. 

"Alright now, we have the day free, so what do you want to do?" Sirius asked after they finished breakfast and walked to the couch where he found Remus sprawled, their daughter perched on top of his stomach.

(Y/N) touched on of Remus' scars and then kissed it muttering something similar to 'love you, papa', melting Remus' heart.

"I love you too, my sweetheart," Remus said, wrapping his arms around her tightly.

"Me too!" Sirius said, "I love you too, pup!"

(Y/N) giggled and sat up on his stomach once again. Sirius smiled softly and sat on the floor, his arm hovering inches behind his daughter's back and (Y/N) kissed his cheek, making the adults coo.

Sirius looked at his husband, "Alright, do you wanna go anywhere?"

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Remus sang almost impersonating the original, almost.

"Ok, gods, no," Sirius muttered, shaking his head which just received a light slap to the arm.

"Papa!" (Y/N) yelled, wailing her arms to be picked up by Sirius and he obliged as though it was his command.

"Do you wanna go anywhere, pup? I am bored!" He asked his daughter.

"Hmm," she hummed as she waved her hands wildly, leaning against Sirius. 

"How about the park?" Remus suggested.

"Finally, your not insane," 

"Shut it,"

"Do you wanna go to the park, pup?" Sirius asked (Y/N), who giggled in response and Sirius laid her down on his lap, tickling again.

"I am taking my bike!"

"No, your not,"

"Yes, I am!"

"Sirius-"

"Please,"

"Sirius Orion-,"

"Pretty please."

With the puppy dog eyes, his leather-clad form, his hands clasped under his chin, Remus was prone to give in and that's exactly what he did and Sirius ran to the garage like an excited puppy.

Rolling his eyes, Remus picked and placed (Y/N) on his hips and ranted about how her father could be at times an absolute baby.

After strapping (Y/N) against Sirius' chest, Remus hopped on behind him, with his helmet on. It was perfect. 

The three of them returned home only after the sun set and they finished their dinner at their favourite restaurant with their head thrown back with laughter. 

"Alright you two, get changed, we are going to watch a movie!" Remus said, beaming. 

"I am choosing the movie!" Sirius yelled.

"Let's see about that," Remus said but what he meant was 'Absolute not'.

Remus giggled as he saw his husband wearing the pyjamas that were designed with black dogs and (Y/N) wearing similar pyjamas except it was woven with numerous patches of wolf. The rich prick that Sirius is!

"What is this?" He asked with a chuckle. 

"What? You don't like it?" Sirius asked, wiggling his eyebrows. Remus giggled, pressing his lips to Sirius'.

"Papa!" (Y/N) yelled, pushing them away. Sirius chuckled, kissing her forehead and raising her above his head and catching her as she fell back into his hands.

The three of them settled on the couch, (Y/N) between her fathers. "Finding dory?" 

"Sirius, no, even (Y/N) won't like that," 

"You don't know. She might too,"

"No we are not watching that,"

"Fifty shades of-"

"SIRIUS!"

"Ok, ok, sorry, jeez,"

Finally managing to put an appropriate movie, they settled down on the couch, snuggling closer.

Around the middle of the movie, (Y/N) had dozed off against Remus' chest. He smiled and nudged, Sirius who mirrored his expression, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead and then moved to press his lips to Remus' forehead.

"I love you," he said, smiling down at him.

"I love you too," 

It was perfect.

[starlitangels]

Waterfall

Pups AU. Requested by @zozo-01 even though I was gonna write it anyway! Have Gabriel and Micah’s first date! 2.7k words

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“G’night, little darlin’. Happy birthday,” Sam said, kissing Micah on the top of her head.

“Night Dad. Thank you.”

Sam ruffled Micah’s blue hair, still damp from her shower, and gave her a gentle nudge toward her room. She ducked inside and shut the door behind her. Flicking on the lamp on her desk, she went to turn down her covers.

Vzzt! Vzzt! Her phone vibrated on her bedside table. Turning eighteen granted new privileges—like being allowed to charge her phone in her room overnight rather than downstairs in the kitchen so she didn’t stay up late texting. Not that she would. Her contact list consisted of her pack, the clan, and one classmate from each class in case she missed a day and needed some notes or the homework.

She snatched her phone up.

Gabriel Shaw: Happy Birthday, birthday girl. How was your day?

Smiling, she slid up the phone to reveal the keyboard.

It was good! My siblings are as tone-deaf as ever. Frederick singing “Happy Birthday” every year should really be a cringe compilation. But both of them always mean well and I know they love me, so it’s from the heart. So I don’t complain. 

She set her phone down on the bedside table and turned off the lamp, crawling under the covers.

Gabriel Shaw: I didn’t interrupt, did I?

No. I’m getting in bed. Just got out of the shower.

Gabriel: Oh okay. Look out your window.

Micah looked toward her window. She slid out of her bed and tiptoed over to the window.

She shoved it open. “How long have you been out there?” she hissed.

Gabriel was standing in the back “yard” of the house—the woods—with a bouquet of bright blue roses. Micah’s mouth hung open in surprise.

He smiled up at her. “Not long. Just got here, actually.” He beckoned with a wave. “Come down!”

“Are you crazy?! My dad will kill both of us!”

Gabriel winked. “I already cleared it with him.”

She sighed dramatically and climbed out the window. Letting go of the window frame, she shifted and pushed off the wall a moment before her feet turned to paws.

She hit the ground gracefully on all fours, taking the impact better as a wolf than she could as a human. Once she was secure, she shifted back.

Gabriel stuck the flowers out for her. “Happy birthday, Micah,” he said.

She took them, careful not to stick herself on a few lingering thorns that had been missed in the de-thorning process. “Thank you. How... how did you get blue roses? They’re not natural.”

Gabriel smiled. “They were white.” He cleared his throat. “Danny helped me. Out of all of us, Danny’s the best at literally any other magic. He changed them to blue. A month ago we tried watering cut white roses with blue-dyed water but it didn’t work as well as we hoped so we did this instead.”

Micah chuckled, burying her nose into the soft petals of one of the flowers and inhaling deeply. “So, your little sister’s boyfriend helped you figure out how to ask your little sister’s best friend out on a date without your overprotective little sister—and beta of your pack—finding out?”

“Trust me, none of that was easy. But Natalie knows I like you. And she’s made her stance on me asking you out very clear. I can ask you out, I can date you if we get to that point, but if I ever do anything untoward or disrespectful, she will let you do whatever you want to me in reprisal without you getting in trouble—and she will assist you.”

Micah’s chuckle turned into a full laugh. “Sounds about right.” She tightened her grip on the roses. “But I know you. You’d never do anything disrespectful or untoward. Your parents raised you right.”

Gabriel looked away, shoulders curling up toward his ears. “I... I, uh...”

Micah grinned and reached out with one hand, resting it on Gabriel’s upper arm. “Don’t be embarrassed, Gabe,” she said. Still testing out how the nickname he never used felt in her mouth. “There’s nothing wrong with being told you’re a good guy.”

“Well, uh... thanks.” He cleared his throat. “And even if I ever did—for whatever reason—you’d be right there to put me in my place.”

“Immediately and without hesitation.” Micah winked at him with a smirk.

That coaxed out Gabriel’s grin. “I know.” He cleared his throat again. “So, uh, Micah?”

“Yeah?”

“I promised you a date a couple months ago.”

“I recall.”

“Saturday at five?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Gabriel’s grin widened until he was beaming. “Great!” He leaned to look over her shoulder. “But I really should get going before Tanker chases me off the property.”

Micah glanced behind her to see the last glimpse of her parents dodging out of sight in their bedroom window. She rolled her eyes. Of course they were watching. She turned back around to face Gabriel. “I’ll see you on Saturday.”

“See you Saturday.” He turned to leave—and paused. Slowly, he rotated back. “M... may I say goodbye?”

Micah’s ears burned. “You may.”

Gabriel smiled. He swooped down—Micah was nine inches shorter than him—and pecked a kiss to her cheek. “Goodnight, Micah,” he whispered.

“G’night, Gabe.”

Beaming like an idiot, Gabriel twisted. With a single leap he shifted and bounded off through the woods.

Entire body feeling warm, Micah picked her way over the ground to the back door and slipped inside. She ignored the looks on her older siblings’ faces—one of mild surprise and one of wickedly impish delight—and went to dig a vase out from one of the cupboards. She filled it with water and the plant food wrapped into the bouquets rubber band before setting the blue roses on the mantle.

Quiet footsteps entered the living room. “About damn time he asked you out,” a familiar voice said.

Micah rolled her eyes. “Goodnight, bright eyes,” she snapped before dodging out of the room and running upstairs to her bathroom. She washed off her feet before going back to her bedroom to go to bed.

—

Dress code?

Gabriel Shaw: Well I was thinking a hike. So whatever you want to wear on a hike.

Shifted hike or just human hike? Those are two different outfit choices.

Gabriel Shaw: Human.

Ah. So someone wants an excuse to see me in my leggings ;)

Gabriel Shaw: That’s not what I was thinking! Gabriel Shaw: Oh God. Gabriel Shaw: You have a dirty mind, you know that?

You sound like your dad.

Gabriel Shaw: Not surprising. He raised me. Gabriel Shaw: Anyway Gabriel Shaw: Back to the matter at hand Gabriel Shaw: Hike. I didn’t want to make a fool out of myself by going axe-throwing, and I know you’re not into traditional dates like dinner or movies or both. So I thought you’d enjoy a hike.

I appreciate that. Very thoughtful of you. I don’t think even Natalie could wrangle me into wearing a skirt to a fancy restaurant or something like that.

Gabriel Shaw: I know. Which is why I figured a hike would be better.

Despite her jokes, Micah did not put on her leggings. She didn’t actually like leggings. They were too tight and she’d never found them comfortable. She didn’t know what other people liked about them so much. So, despite the fact that she had a pair for working out, she never actually used them.

Instead, she yanked on a pair of comfortable shorts. One of her many black tank tops followed. Since graduating high school, she hadn’t bothered much with wearing shirts with sleeves.

She sat on the floor to yank on her sneakers.

A knock echoed off her doorframe.

Her dad was leaning against the frame. “Excited?” Sam asked.

She nodded. Her expression faltered. “Little nervous.”

“I don’t blame you, but why are you nervous, little darlin’?”

She gestured vaguely toward her head. “I don’t know—because I’m the weirdo with the blue hair. I thought about dyein’ it back to my natural hair color but—”

“Now why would you do that? Gabriel’s crush on ya developed after you started dyeing your hair blue.”

Micah looked up from where she’d been tying her shoe. “You’re bein’ really chill about this.”

Sam shrugged. “Gotta accept that my little girl is growin’ up. And Gabriel’s a good kid. I’ve watched him grow. I know he’ll be good to you.

“And that you are my mate’s child and you will rip him to shreds if he hurts or disrespects you. Not that he would. But the fact of the matter remains that you’ve always been strong enough to take care of yourself.”

Micah laughed. “Fair enough.” She hopped to her feet and gave her dad a hug. Sam clung to her gently, nose buried in her hair. “I’ll be okay, Dad. I know datin’ was never really my thing but... I like him. I’ve always liked him. Embarrassin’ as that is to admit.”

“Embarrasin’? Why?”

“I... what’s more cliché than havin’ a crush on my best friend’s older brother?”

Sam laughed. “Oh, Micah,” he sighed. “Be grateful it’s someone you know so well.”

“I am. Really. I am,” she replied.

“C’mon. He’ll be here soon, and both of your parents need to have a little talk with you.”

“Oh God,” Micah groaned in complaint, following her dad out of her room.

—

“So this isn’t a hike,” Micah said.

Gabriel smirked. “I thought you’d rather run.”

Her grin widened. “You know me so well.” She bent her knees. The both of them stretched out their muscles. Once they finished, Micah leaned forward. “Race ya!” she exclaimed.

Gabriel swore as Micah bolted ahead. “Get back here!”

Gabriel should have had the race in the bag. He was six-foot-five, for crying out loud—she was five-foot-eight. Nine inches taller than her—but she was so fast that even his longer stride eating up more ground than hers made no difference compared to how much faster she could move her body.

Micah cackled, tearing down the path. “Catch me if you can, wolf boy!”

He was just barely behind her. But the wide, bright grin on her face when she cast a look over her shoulder made his heart pound harder than it already was from running. Her tight blue waves bounced on her forehead.

She turned again to face forward and sprint.

They reached a bend in the dirt trail. “I win!” she exclaimed, skidding to a stop.

Gabriel chuckled. “Yeah, yeah. You win,” he relented.

They both laughed, trying to catch their breath.

“C’mon. The trail isn’t that long.” Gabriel waved for her to follow him. They started a slow, easy pace up the trail. Pleasant conversation flowed easily between the two of them. They’d known each other Micah’s entire life. But without Natalie—and usually Danny—there to add to the conversation, there was a lot less sarcasm and snark. And a lot less wrestling as everyone tried to make their point.

“Y’know, it’s really quiet without everyone else here. I know it’s been a bit since we got to play DnD with everybody, but usually at least my sister is here to be obnoxious. I like how peaceful it is with just us,” Gabriel said.

Micah hummed and nodded.

They continued hiking.

After a few minutes, Gabriel slowed to a stop. “This is where we go off the trail,” he said. “Come on.”

“Off the trail?” Micah quoted. Gabriel nodded. “Okay. Lead the way.” She followed him as he stepped off the path and into the wilds beyond. They were both shifters. The rugged underbrush was familiar. It was easy for them to pick their way around it. The wild forest was like a second home to most shifters—and Gabriel and Micah were no exception.

“Okay. We’re almost there. Close your eyes.”

“How am I supposed to navigate the forest with my eyes closed?”

“I’ll guide you, if you’ll let me.” Gabriel offered her both of his hands. Reluctantly, she took them and shut her eyes. “Okay. Keep going. Just follow where I tug you. Watch your step.” He held onto her gently. She clenched her jaw in concentration and followed his instructions. “Lift your left foot higher to clear a root. That’s it. Good. Just keep following me.” His grip around her fingers tightened slightly. “The ground is a little uneven right here. Just hold on tight.”

“Mmhmm,” Micah muttered.

She trusted him, but she didn’t like this.

Running water reached her ears, which had been drowned out by the birds and the wind in the trees.

“Okay,” Gabriel said. “Open them.”

Micah opened her eyes.

“Oh, my God,” she said softly.

A waterfall fell into a small pool from higher up the mountain face, rushing away to the creek the trail occasionally ran alongside of.

Spread out on the bank of the pool, just out of range of the waterfall’s spray, sat a picnic.

“It’s beautiful.”

Gabriel smiled. “You like it?”

“I do.”

“G-great! Here. The stone can get a little slick. Let me help you over.”

Micah let him keep his grip on her hands as they picked their way over to the picnic blanket. He helped her settle before folding himself down across from her. He opened the cooler. “Hope you don’t mind—Natalie did most of the cooking for this.”

Micah laughed. “I don’t at all. Because at least it means the food will be edible.”

“I’m not that bad in the kitchen!” Gabriel complained.

Micah threw her head back. “Says the man who can’t make ramen without damn near setting the drapes on fire.”

“That was one time!”

“Yeah, and we’re never going to let you forget it,” Micah retorted.

“You guys are bullies. All of you.”

“If you didn’t get riled every time, we’d probably stop.”

“You and Natalie wouldn’t. You’re chaos gremlins. Evelyn too.”

Micah shrugged. “What can we say? The Greers are the only ones with decent manners.”

Gabriel snorted. “That’s for damn sure,” he muttered.

—

“Okay, okay, okay—longest playlist?” Gabriel asked.

“Alt rock. I have... ten hours of songs?” Micah replied.

Gabriel swore under his breath. “That’s a lot.”

Micah nodded. “Yep. How about... best childhood memory?”

He leaned back on his hands. “Camping. I was eight. Dad snuck me out of the tent while the rest of the family slept on. We climbed up a hill and found a great spot to see the sky with no light pollution. Dad’s always been busy—sometimes it’s easy to feel a bit distant from him. But it was one of those moments of pure connection that felt like... like he was my dad, not just my father and alpha.” Gabriel cleared his throat and cast his gaze over to the waterfall. “That took a melancholy turn. Sorry.”

Micah shook her head. “No, no. It’s okay. I... I never knew that. I could have guessed—but as a stupid kid who notices?”

Gabriel grunted. “Yeah. Okay... I have a question for you.”

“That’s how the game works.”

He licked his lower lip. “Can... can I kiss you?”

Her heart skipped a beat and her mouth fell open. To say she wasn’t expecting the question—this soon—was a bit of an understatement.

She cleared her throat. “Y-yeah. You can.”

Gabriel reached up and slid his hand around the back of her head, fingers sliding through vibrant blue waves. He closed his eyes and tilted his head, leaning forward.

Micah met him eagerly. She didn’t want to admit—even to herself—that she’d been daydreaming about this for... a long time. She couldn’t even remember when her crush on Gabriel started. It felt like... it had just always been there. As much a part of her life as her wolf.

That was ridiculous, but sometimes she didn’t remember what her life was like before her powers manifested either. So she wasn’t surprised.

The feeling of his lips on hers...

Fireworks. Magic. Energy.

Her eyes fluttered closed and she lifted a hand to wrap around the back of his neck, holding him closer to her. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest it drowned out the waterfall.

Micah didn’t care. And, given the way Gabriel wound his fingers into her waves, he didn’t either.

[muffindaddystyles]

prompt 1 with older brothers best friends!harry 👀

1. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

8. “I said stop staring at me.”

23. “I have a name and it’s not sweetheart.”

Third wheeling could never be fun. Not when you’re basically not even a wheel but an invisible person on a vacation watching couples kiss and yada yada.

“For fuck's sake.” Y/N grumbles changing a side snatching the blanket that got stuck under her and sandwiches her face into a pillow when she hears the steel roof atop her creak furiously accompanied by high pitched obnoxious moans.

Y/N's brother brought her along to their Italy trip, his wife’s bestfriend and his own bestfriend tagged along too leaving only Y/N to grump about their wild sex rendezvous.

She’s sleepless, homesick and probably about to get a stomach bug for living in yacht for four days atleast!

What’s so fun about jiggling in your sleep? None perhaps and the waves crashing at night that threatens you to swallow you down to the pit of ocean --- my pal, nothing is entertaining about it. Atleast for Y/N. She’s more of a hill station going person with her pup Frankenstein that oogles out from his small globe like window, comfy in his lil bag that Y/N moves around on her shoulders everywhere.

When the fracas of whatever’s taking place up doesn’t comes to halt, Y/N had enough, she isn’t very versed in coping with such situations since her dorm-mate is very nice.

So, she’s throwing the lid away to pop her head through the square like space and spreads her elbows up the roof, “Aish.” She immediately covers her eyes upon the sight of his brother and his wife doing it.

Their expressions comically panicked as they embarrassingly scrambles to clutch the flimsy sheets over them.

“Who does it all naked under an open sky?” She squeaks out, feeling her pulse tick and she peeks out towards the darkness from the slight gap of her fingers which are barely helping her avoid the scene that’d haunt her for life.

“Them bunnies and monkeys, ‘n many of our kind, Sweetheart.” She rolls her eyes at the familiarity of deep slow rumble that’s a bit slurred, probably from the Tequila they took with them. The voice never fails to froth bubbles in Y/N's tummy and it always involuntarily makes her nails dig into her palms.

Harry and Tina’s bestfriend went out to roam around Italy, or they told so and Albeit Y/N very well knows their intentions were more to exploring the city she didn’t butt in.

“I’ve a name and it’s not, Sweetheart.” She dismisses him with a grumble and his smirk shines through the shadow aggravating Y/N to an extreme she slips down shutting the door (like lid) at the them.

Harry Styles. Y/N's brother’s bestfriend. He’s everything Y/N loathes about. Bright green eyes, silken features and that dopey pearlish smile that makes everyone fall in love with him in nano-seconds.

To Y/N. He is an incubus. A witch that allures people without even knowing.

He’s a narcissistic asshole and Y/N's bad boy dream, unfortunately.

She hates herself for having a puppy crush on him for years now.

That friggin, Asshole.

He’s with everyone but her. It seems as if he’s getting stung by bees upon the mere closeness between them. A lamb ready to bite her down his stomach if she steps a foot near him.

At the moment when she’s sitting with her knees pressed to her chest, swollen eyes and puffy lips from not getting sleep last night.

She’s really hating that Harry looks so hot from the swim he just took as he dries himself sitting opposite to her. The droplets twinkling on his tanned thick body, his trunks wrinkled and bunched up into his thighs baring the tiger tattoo on front, his hair wet and oh so fucking tug-able – Y/N feels like Rachel from friends thinking all of that.

“Stop staring,” She mutters out loud when he wouldn’t stop licking the saltiness from his pink bottom lip keeping his intense gaze on her.

“What did y'say?” He pretends that we too engulfed in something else.

“I said stop staring at me.” Y/N grits. It’s annoying because it’s making her belly feel funny and loopy.

“The hills behind y'are just s'admirable.” He elevates his shoulders a bit panicked from inside and Y/N forced herself to not to twitch her eye when his chest muscles flexes due to his action.

Bamboozled she takes a glance from her shoulder to where he diverted his sight once she caught him. Her nose scrunched up and chin butted in disgust at the scenery, “That’s literally a heap of dead fishes!”

“Better than starin’ into a dead soul.” His lips down turned into a careless grimace and Y/N gasps out loud pushing the strands of her hair sticking to all of her face because of the breeze gush, “Why would you say that!?”

“’Cos you’re so mauve, that’s why?” He just wants to take a piss out of her. Nobody’s around and he’s finally getting time to talk to her even if it just to sit cross legged on her nerves and sip tea.

He’s actually lying. He thinks she’s more than mauve. She’s all those colours that usually macarons have, all those hues that butterflies wings have and all those tinctures that one find in gems then keep them safe.

She’s the colour he misses in his life.

“And you’re so fucking blue!” She grumbles and that slithered a deep wicked smile on Harry’s lips, “Like this deep ocean yer afraid of?” Her eyes widens at that and she almost lunges on her knees.

How did he know? Ofcourse, he'd. He’s everywhere. In every damn picture of wherever they went for recreation.

“I’m not.” She scoffs, her tone inconvenient and hazy as she shrinks into herself.

“Then take a dip,” She wishes that she could wipe that beautiful stupid smirk off his gorgeous stupidly lame face.

“Kiss my ass.” She spat out throwing a cushion towards him that lands on his lap, “I’d love to.” He barks out a laugh that rings through the waves.

“You’re such a stinky asshole.” She hits him with another that dumps against his chest, “Ow!” He feigns hurt with ridiculous comical expressions and throws the cushion back towards her which she successfully dodges, but, it falls behind her into the water.

“Shit.” She complains ducking around the edge of the yacht and stretches her arm to the plausible extent to grab the floating cushion.

Though when the tips of her toes leaves the seat she was on and she’s bending too much for her own sake Harry’s standing upright, “Hey stop —-" But. It’s too late as with a high pitched squeaky shriek Y/N's rolling first and falling into the water leaving Harry frozen for a second.

Panic chokes her throat and she moves her limbs around everywhere splashing water vigorously. Mouth gasping for oxygen but all that comes is salty water filling her mouth and lungs too, maybe as she sinks deeper and deeper.

“Fuck, Y/N!!” He shouts out jumping to save her immediately knowing she doesn’t know how to swim and he’s wrapping his palm around her neck and pulling her from her waist to himself under the water as she watches him with frightened fading eyes.

He comes back to surface quickly and presses her to his chest. She too clings to him for dear life feeling herself drift into a state of unconsciousness and hard to breath while he grabs the deck and lifts her with himself to it.

He doesn’t risk a chance and lays her limp body down and clasps his hands together pushing them against where her heat beats feebly, winces when she spurts out water painfully.

“Baby...fuck.” He pats her soaked pale cheek anxiously when she still remains unresponsive to him, breathing wearily so he does what has to be done.

He grabbed her chin, squished her cheeks making her lips pucker out and wrapped his mouth around hers sucking the water out and spat it out once his mouth was full.

His eyes slip shuts and he slumps with relief when Y/N coughs out loudly into his chest and he brings her into him murmuring assurance into her wet hair.

“You’re okay darling,” His whisper wavers from the trembling of his lips and his fingers divots into her softest of skin when he hugs her tightly, “’M sorry ‘s me fault, Sweets.” He rubs the bridge of his nose to take the sniff of her scent to calm him down and she shakes her head unable to talk, hands bunched up against his tummy.

“You should rest, yeah?” His gaze soft with care and it’s baffling for Y/N that he ever had this side too. Before, she could be on her feet he slipped his strong arms under her and hoists her up and into him without any trouble.

If Y/N wouldn’t be feeling very droopy and breathless she sure would have fought with him, maybe blushed and hid her face into his neck but she’s already knocking out in his arms from the stingy feeling in her eyes that made her super duper sleepy.

..

Clouds. Y/N's merged into them and they cover every inch of Y/N, wait where am I? She feels real nice comforted around with such warm bedding and she sure knows it’s not hers. The blurry sight infront of her is enough to aware her and a perfectly calloused hand comes rubbing her shoulder when she tries to sit up.

“Not heaven, o'summat.” He chuckles airily. His smile small and a tad awkward, he’s changed into another pair of trunks that are yellow and his upper half now sadly is covered from a blue tee.

“How you feelin'?” Y/N let his question fly over her head and stutters out loudly, “Why you being s'nice to me now?” It etches a frown on his face but soon it vanishes into an expression that Y/N couldn’t pick point.

“You’ve always been such a meanie...” She murmurs glumly. White sheets tangling around her torso as she moves infront of him – their knees touching.

“I umm –-...like you, I guess?” He has never been this nervous and jumblish with words.

“You guess?” She asks and scared that he missed up he rushes out to hold her and to make her believe that his feelings are true.

“No, no! I’m sure. I like you very much.” That puts Y/N into silence where she stares the gleaming jewels onto his fingers and ponders over what he said.

Harry Styles. Her first kiss. Her very first candy love crush and her dream of bad boy actually likes her back.

She tries to ignore the party poppers going inside her body and the drums of happiness rolling around her heart.

“But ... Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy,” She doesn’t meet his eyes smoothing out the crinkles of sheets and her palm halts immediately when Harry hooks his thumb under her chin and raises it gaze lovingly into her eyes with sincerity, “Just ‘cos I stole yer first kiss?”

He laughs out sweetly when she bobs her head vigorously, “C’mon we were just sixteen! I’d have made sure to tell y'to keep it safe fo’ your precious person if I knew back then.” His pupils gleaming with hope and a tinge of eagerness.

The next thing she said with a slight bubbly pout caught Harry off-guard and in awe that how to process what she said with so much liability and vulnerability.

“But you’re my precious person!!”

“Yeah, baby?” He grins with a dimple tutting in and grabs her small cold hands to pull her closer to him.

The sweet name shies Y/N away and Harry thinks she couldn’t be more endearing as he takes her soft looking puffy face in the warm embrace of his hands and bops their noses together.

“Then g’na make sure ‘m your last.” He murmurs feathering his lips to the corner of her mouth that flutters her eyelids like butterflies and she pants out for more with a sweet whine, “Shit. You’re still very candy like since I last kissed ye'.” He giggles stroking his thumb up her cheek and takes a lick of her jutted bottom lip.

“Harry....” She complains tugging his weary shirt, “Yes me baby?” He quips out with those fake surprised eyes he makes with raised brows and puppy gaze.

“Kiss me alre –—,” He's swallowing her words down with the tender smush of his lips against hers in a kiss that’s slow and comforting at first, hearing onto the noises that she creates from tasting him and it deepens into something ardent and red when Harry pulls her over his thighs and guides her arms around his neck.

Their foreheads comes touching. Their hearts in sync and beside eachother. Their tongues loving on eachother.

“Dunno if I could ever stop.” He whispers breaking the knot of spit that connects their mouths with the stroke of his thumb against her shinning lip and pecks that spot twice.

“Then don’t.” Y/N looses her brain cells and only butterflies to whoosh into her skull as she grabs his jaw never letting him go and kisses him harder and rougher this time.

She’s gonna be in oh so much love with this bad boy that’s such a softie for her and she knows that there’s no going back.

[butterfliesluke]

Ex trouble:

Request: Y/n and Luke are married. Luke's ex Sierra keeps bothering them tho even tho Y/n is pregnant. It goes as far as that they have to call the police.

Requested by: emmyb.allen1 (this is for a request no hate towards Sierra)

A/N: Sure thing! Enjoy!

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Y/n's POV:

The light breeze of summer air was hitting my face. My body sprawled out on the bed.

My back against Luke's warm chest as my eyes fluttered open. A smile on my lips as I felt warmth curled up against my belly.

Little paws pushed against it. Petunia has been always attached to me since the day I moved in with my at the time boyfriend.

Now Husband. But since I got pregnant she was practically guard dog.

I scratched her head smiling before turning around slightly. Luke's eyes shut closed.

His eyelashes laying against his cheeks. His hair messy against the pillows.

My finger went up to poke his cheek with a cheeky smile.

A groan leaving his lips as he opened his ocean blue eyes with a glare.

,,Just cause you are carrying my child doesn't mean you can be cheeky darling." He mumbled making me giggle.

A sudden ping interrupting my planned sassy remark.

His phone lighting up on his nightstand. I huffed annoyed.

Since Luke's ex found out about my pregnancy she apparently noticed how much she still loves him.

Don't understand me wrong. I always had respect for Sierra. But this is going to far.

,,If it's her again I will actually give birth and then jump out if the window." I laughed making Lu chuckle.

,,Don't stress about it love. It's bad for our little bean." He whispered against my lips before pressing a kiss against them.

He sat up grabbing his phone. Before slandering into the bathroom.

I sighed before turning to piggy who was now sitting up next to me.

,,Goodmorning pup!" I whispered smiling.

After we got ready for the day Luke and I decided to go out for lunch with the boys.

We all sat in the back of the little diner.

,,I'll have..the chicken Alfredo with garlic bread..but could I get the garlic bread on a different plate? I don't like my food touching." Michael murmured.

The waited giving him a side eye meaning he will definitely spit in our food after that.

Crystal shaking her head with a smile.

,,Ofcourse..I'll be back with your drinks." She sighed and turned around.

,,Why is she making such a fuss? It's literally her job!" I laughed as Luke wrapped his hand around my shoulder.

,,I don't know! Don't worry Mike." Ashton smiled patting his frowning friends back.

Whose eyes then went wide while looking behind me matching everyone's who was sitting opposite us.

,,Yall look like you saw a ghost!" Luke exclaimed turning around to.

A small curse leaving his lips making me and Calum turn around too.

,,Oh fuck no.." I spat as I watched the one person I least wanted to see walk in the diner.

Sierra. Today is not my day.

,,What the fuck is she doing here?" Kay asked confused as she walked up to our table with an annoying grin.

Luke grabbing my thighs and whispering calm words in my ear.

That didn't help my boiling self tho.

,,What a pleasant surprise! 5sos and their girls! And the one night stand that got pregnant." She teased with an smug pout.

A gasp leaving Crystal's lips.

,,Oh fuck no girl. You are not ruining our day." Luke laughed standing up.

,,Oh Luke..don't get so worked up! We both know she's just a phase." She scoffed.

What the hell. Everyone is looking at us.

,,Sierra I am literally married to him you you blind chicken." I giggled shaking my head.

,,Deaton. Leave before I fucking call the police." Calum threatened also standing up.

Suddenly a glas off tap water being placed infront of me making me realize the waiter is back.

Sierra eyeing the orange juice infront of Luke and the sprite infront of Kay.

Her grabbing them both and with a swing I felt it splash against my shirt and pants and a slap against my cheek.

A yell leaving my body as I looked at her with stunned eyes.

,,Babe! Omg was it something hot? Did it hit your stomach!? Someone call the police right now! " Luke ranted before cupping my face.

His eyes filled with worry and pain.

,,I'm alright lu. It's okay.." I reassured standing up.

,, You guys take a taxi home. We'll handle this from here." Michael spat looking at Sierra.

I nodded standing up with Luke guiding me outside.

I guess this is what it's like being married to a celebrity.

Ex trouble part 2:

Request: Can I Have a Part two where Sierra feels so Guilty

Requested by: emmyb.allen1

A/N:Ofcourse! I tried my best! Hope yall like it was very requested by all of you♥️

THIS IS JUST AN IMAGINE. THE MENTIONED TOPIC DOES NOT APPLY TO SIERRA IN REAL LIFE. WE LOVE HER (no really. I am practically obsessed with her.)

Luke's POV:

It's been a week since the drama all happened.

And I'm still worked up about it. What is the liquid would have been hot? It would have burned her skin.

No matter how much I used to love Sierra. This has gone too far.

The constant stalking, messages, drama.

I'm married for God sakes. The moment she got physical the line got overstepped.

,,What are you still fuming about?" A sweet voice asked making me turn around.

Y/n waddled into the kitchen. Her belly looked like it could explode any second.

Her signature dimply smile flashing across her face.

,,The Sierra thing..." I murmured as she sat down next to me.

Her head falling on my shoulder as her perfume went up my nostrils.

My heart beating faster by the second.

,,Oh Lu. Stop stressing. It turned out fine. She won't bother is anymore." She whispered as I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Management has finally decided to do something about this mess allowing me to be able to never let Sierra near us again.

,,I know...but-"

My sentence got interrupted by the door bell.

Y/n furrowing her eyebrows. ,,Are the boys coming over?" She asked making me shake my head.

,,Mhm maybe it's Crys." She shrugged pressing a kiss to my cheek and standing up.

Running to the door as best she could. A grin on my face. I'm so madly in love.

My day dreaming cut off once I heard a loud ,,LUKE!!" from the hallway.

The Luke that mostly comes when either she is upset with me or she needs me instantly.

My mind running a mile per hour. Did I order something stupid again?

Oh God what did I do?

Jumping up I quickly ran to the door.

My eyes widening as I saw who stood infront of the door.

,,Yeah no. What are you doing here?" I asked crossing my arms, standing next to the shocked Y/n.

Sierras guilty face dropping some more.

I know that face. She really felt bad for something.

,,Luke.. Y/n..I don't know what got into me to be honest. I was hoping I could apologize and maybe explain myself." She muttered.

Her gaze fixed to the ground.

,,There's nothing to ex-" ,,Hush! Sierra this is the last chance. If you try to pull a thing like that again I don't wanna see you again." Y/n, miss sometimes too kind hearted, said.

Sierra had a small smile on her lips before nodding. Us stepping aside and walking into the living room.

,,She better have a good reason." I grumbled making Y/n push me slightly.

,,Negative Nelly.." she spat shaking her allowing me to roll my eyes.

We sat down on the couch. Si taking a huge breath before starting to speak.

,,Firstly..I wanted to say how truly sorry I am. I should not have lashed out on you especially since you are carrying a Child." She said.

Her eyes screaming -I really mean it this time-

A small nod coming from Y/n.

,,And Luke. I really do care about you. I'm sorry for hanging on you even tho you are married." She explained.

My dark eyes turning a shade lighter as I nodded too.

,,The thing is..when I found out your pregnant...my heart shattered." She admitted.

Unexpectedly her eyes filling with fresh tears.

Y/n's face dropping as if she knew something.

,,I-I can't have kids. I found out two months ago." She cried out.

Y/n's eyes filling with tears aswell as I gasped. Even tho she practically turned my life upside down..I was still in love with her a while ago.

,,Oh my..Sierra I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed as Y/n put her hand on hers.

,,I got so jealous and I'm sorry!" She sobbed making our heart shatter.

,,oh shh it's okay..I can't imagine how you feel." Y/n cooed rubbing her shoulder.

My arm coming around Y/n's shoulder as I placed my hand on Sierra's thigh.

Y/n was my everything. My whole world. And her allowing me to have a child is the best gift in the world.

But I can tell the excitement on her face when we talk about welcoming our baby into the world.

She will be an amazing mother and her love for our child is already so huge.

So passionate.

I can't imagine how it is for a woman to find out that she will never be able to have children.

Pulling her into a hug we all stayed close to her.

And in the end...our little girl and Sierra got along so well.

[itsthestutterforme]

I Reject You (Ransom Drysdale)

Summary: Ransom has a friends with benefits relationship with Y/N recently learned that she is pregnant with Ransom's pup but rejects him as the father because of how he treated her when they were together.

Notes: GIF is not mine, slight smut, fluff, A/B/O dynamics, mentions of human trafficking, mentions of depression, implied sexual assault (if any of these trigger you, please do not read. Take care of yourselves.)

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Here you are exactly where you promised yourself you weren't going. As soon as you saw Ransom sitting in your office chair, you knew where this was headed. He picked you up from your job and drove straight to his house.

Your body shakes when he lazily thrusts into your soaked cunt as you both are laying down on your side. Leaning your head against his collarbone, your mouth falls open when he rubs your clit when his thumb.

You follow his hips when he pulls out of you, leaving just the tip in before drilling into you hard and fast. "You are such a slut for my dick aren't you? No matter how many times you say you never want to see me again. You. Are. Mine. Omega." He whispers into you ear and you were starting to see stars.

A sharp gasp leaves your lips as you cum for the fifth time today. His knot pops open and his seed decorated your walls. He pulls out of you and you lay on your back, mustering up the strength to get up but he grabs your chin roughly so you could look at him.

"No one can make you cum like I can. No one." You pull away from his grip and swing your legs over the edge of the bed. You curse at your body for trembling. You needed to get out of there and quick before he notices something is off.

You noticed a different abouf a week ago and went to the doctor. Only to find out that you were pregnant by no other than Ransom Drysdale. The trust fund playboy. There's no way you were going to tell him the baby was his. You needed to end whatever this is and you needed to end it now.

"You smell different," he says, trailing his nose along the curve of your neck. "Is your heat starting?" He asks and you choose not to say anything. What is there to say to a man that calls you a cumslut one second and is worried about your well being, the next?

You stand on wobbly legs and slide on your underwear while in search for the rest of your clothing. "When I talk to you, I expect you to speak." He says, standing from the bed and you jump into your dress pants. When you reach for you blouse, he rips from the your hand and tosses it across the room.

Attempting to get the blouse, a growl emits deep in his chest and you still your movements. You don't meet his eyes but you could feel the anger blossoming in his gaze. He grabs your throat sharply and lowered his head until his blue eyes met yours.

"Speak, Omega." Chills rolls down your spine at his command. "There's nothing to talk to you about." "You could have just said that. You didn't have to ignore me." "I didn't peg you as the sensitive type, Drysdale." You snark, and he allows you to pull his hand away from your throat.

"You're not going to shower before you go like you normally do? What, am I that bad of a person?" "There's nothing normal about this, Ransom. And to answer your question, yes, you are." You walk across the room and button up your blouse.

"What's up with you? You've been acting bitchy all day." "Wow, you talk like you're a ray of sunshine." "You know what, you want me to speak. Fine, I'll speak. Don't talk like you give a shit about me because you and I both know you don't. The only thing you care about is getting your rocks off like a horny little bitch."

Oh your hormones are going to get you in trouble. The omega in you was trembling with fear of what Ransom was going to do to you. He snarls and before you could even think about running, he turns you around and shoves into the nearest wall. His eyes glowing a dreadful crimson as he growled in your face.

"You got a death wish, omega? Who the fuck do you think you're talking to." He snarls and you instinctively expose you neck to him. Your arm maternally drapes over your stomach protectively and he noticed. His eyes lost their glow and he stares down at your stomach with wide eyes.

He takes a few steps back and you could hear his anxious heart pattering in his chest. "Is it mine?" "No," you answer a little too quickly and he raises his eyebrow questionigly. "You're lying," he says, taking a step toward you with his eyes glazing over your mating gland.

"Absolutely not," you snap and he takes another step towards you. "Stop, Ransom. Please don't," you whimper as he blew warm air over your sensitive gland. Something else stirred inside of you that wasn't your omega part of you. It was something more dominant and heavy.

Your hand comes up and in between your neck and his face. Your gripped his face and shoved him as hard as you could with surprising strength. You sent him flying across the room. He initially landed on the bed and bounced off to land in the corner.

A deep, protective roar erupted from your chest and something happened that you dreaded for most of your life. Your eyes were glowing. Your eyes didn't shine a normal golden color. They glowed like a broken mixture between crimson and ogate from an unspeakable past trauma.

"What the hell are you?" He asks as your eyes restore to normal. "Baby," he adds, his features softened. "Stay away from me. And stay away from my pup." You threaten, before sliding on your shoes and walking out the door. You wave down a taxi who drives you back to your house.

"Hey, I stopped by your job and saw you- Y/N, are you okay?" Your mom asks as her eyes settle on your trembling frame. "He found out." You croak, she motions you to sit on the couch and you comply. "He found out about the baby?" She asks. "He found out," you repeat, watching as she realizes what you really meant.

"He saw your eyes?" She asks with disbelief. "He tried to forcefully claim me and I bellowed at him to protect my pup." "What are you going to do? Do you want to leave?" She asks, running a comforting hand down your arm. "I have no idea, Mom. I don't get it. I thought I wasn't able to get pregnant."

"This is a blessing, honey." She says and you shake your head. "It would have been a blessing if the father was a decent human being, but he's not, Mom. He treats me.." you trail off and your mother purrs sadly, resting your face on the sides of hers. "He's a terrible person, Mom. But I need him and I fucking hate it."

"I know, honey. We don't need to figure everything out right now. Take a deep breath." You take a deep breath and a series of sobs escape your lips. You're screwed and everyone knows it.

**

Ransom bounces his leg nervously in his Beemer as he parks outside of Y/N's house. He could smell her, she's in deress and she's feeling an immense amount of sadness. He doesn't even know what he's doing there. It's not like his presence would help anything. She hated him and he doesn't blame her.

He would always call you names and insult your intelligence to keep you rilde up so he wouldn't know how it was to be loved by you. He started to fall for you when you would talk back against his misogynistic tendencies. He loved how your nose crinkled just before you were about to snap on him.

You have guts and you stood your ground, regardless if you were an omega or not. He respected that about you. But now he wanted to show you that he was willing to change for you and that he treated you like shit because he was scared of what your love could to him.

But he knew you. You would tell him to fuck off and leave because that is what he was good at. He had a plan to get you to trust him, but if that doesn't work. He has no idea what to do with himself. With a deep breath, he hops out of his Beemer and stalks towards the front door.

He knocks firmly and he heard footsteps ascending to the door. His heart races in his chest but he swallows it down. The door opens and he meets the gaze of a very angry mother. "How dare you come here?" "I need to see her," "I think you've done enough."

"She's carrying my pup, I can't just leave her." Ransom's explains, desperate to be given the benefit of the doubt. "I've heard terrible stories about you. You trust fund, prick. My daughter made a mistake and I'm sure she'll learn from it without your help." She snaps.

"Did she say that?" "She did," "You're a terrible liar. Just like your daughter." He sighs when she growls defensively at him. "What happened to her? To her eyes?" He asks. "Please, I want to be in her life. She makes my heart tingle and that scares the hell out of me, so I tried to push her away by.."

"By treating her like trash. You have no idea how to deal with women, do you?" She asks and he shakes his with defeat.

"Come in," she says with a sigh. Ransom walks into the house much smaller than he's used to. That's what a family house looks like. The entire living room is the size of his walk in closet. But he understands why Y/N would call it home. "Stay here, I'll be right back." Y/N's mom says before disappearing down the hall.

He sits down on the side of the couch where your scent is the strongest. His eyes fall to the shut door closest to the kitchen. Your scent dripped from the room and it took everything in him not to burst in there and pull you into his arms.

Y/N's mom returns with a thin stack of newspapers. The looked to be a few years old by the font and the faded lettering in some places. The newspaper crinkles in his hands as he read the headline on the first page.

HUMAN TRAFFICKING VICTIM FOUND AFTER 7 YEARS. Below the headline was a picture of a young girl with bruises litering her face as she pulled the blanket close to her.

The most heart wrenching part about the picture was how hollow her eyes looked. It was like looking into a dark tunnel with no light at the end of it. Whatever she experienced ruined whatever childhood she had left. Ransom's eyes scan over the article and flipped through the rest of the pages, growing angrier the more he read.

"How long ago was this?" Ransom asks. "Five years ago. She was twelve when she was taken." Ransom shakes his head with disbelief and sets the newspaper on the table in front of him. "Can I see her, please?" He asks desperately.

"She hasn't moved since she came back from your house a week ago. She barely talks and eats. Hopefully you have better luck than I do." She says, motioning for the door.

Ransom stands up and opens the door within a few strides. Goosebumps littered his skin when he inhales Y/N's miserable musk. Tears threatened his eyes but he wiped them away quickly. She already been through hell and Ransom made it worse by treating her the way he was. She deserved better than him.

"Y/N?" Ransom starts but Y/N doesn't move a muscle. Her bed covers were draped over her entire body, leaving a small opening above her head so she could breathe. Her breathing was barely audible, she could easily be mistaken as dead. The room was dim from the closed curtain and lack of light.

Not knowing what to say, he decides he was going to stay there with her. Maybe.. hopefully.. his prescence is enough to comfort her because he has no idea how to do that as he was never comforted as a child. He was just told to suck it up and stop being a baby. He's a Drysdale. And Drysdale's aren't weak.

He shrugs off his peacoat and pulled off his cable knit sweater. He stepped a little closer to admire her nest but notice the lack of his scent. He drapes his cable knit over the headboard of her bed. Not wanting to push his luck, he walked away from the bed and slid down the wall a distance away from you.

He smiles when he hears you purr softly in your sleep as you notice his scent. "Baby, I'm going to stay here with you, if that's okay." Ransom says and you continued to purr. Guess that wasn't a terrible sign.

Later that night, Ransom left your house to grab a week's worth of clothes plus an assortment of clothes you could add to her you. You still haven't said anything but your vile scent of shame and sadness has lessened.

When Ransom came back, Y/N's mom offered him the guest room but Ransom claimed it was too far from her. So she pumped up an air mattress for him. He's spent every day in the room with Y/N without saying a word. One day, Ransom came back with sushi for lunch to see you out of bed.

You froze when you saw him down the hallway after closing the door to the bathroom. "You came back earlier than I expected," you say and a sigh of relief leaves his lips. You both stay in your spots and stare at each other, waiting for someone to make the first move.

"I'm not good at comforting people. But I am good at telling people what I know. And I know that I feel like absolutely shit for how I treated you. And I know what happened to you when you were younger. Why your eyes are the way they are." He starts. "The fact that you can stand up for other people despite your past makes you strong. A strong mate and a strong mother." He adds.

He sets the sushi on the counter and you shove your hands into the pockets of your sweatpants. "We're not meant to be parents, Ransom. This could be the worst thing that could happen to us." She explains. "Or the best thing. I don't know about you, but I've been looking for a change. And then I met you and that was the change I was looking for." He explains.

You eye him suspiciously, unsure of where this verbal affection came from. "Why are you saying these things? Did my mom put you up to this? I told her I would be fine." You say, walking down the hall and into your room. "She didn't put me up to this. And no, you're not fine." He says, leaning against your door frame.

"Baby, we're in this together." "I don't trust it. I don't trust you. I've seen what you're capable of and the way you treat people. And I will be damned if I let you treat my pup like that."

"Your pup?" "My pup," you repeat, placing a hand on your stomach. His gaze falls on your stomach and he nods to himself like he's making a decision in his mind.

"Mark me," he says, taking off his pea coat, cable knit sweater and tank top underneath that. He sets on the air mattress and nears you slowly. "What? No." "I'll honor the bond. I'll be yours and only yours. I won't mark you unless you want me to. Just please, mark me."

"This is insane," you start and takes your hand to place on his cheek. He inhales the scent of your pulse point on your wrist before placing your hand on his mating gland. You shake your head no and he sits down, pulling you into his lap and burying your face into his neck.

Your inner omega takes over and you wrap your arms around his neck. "Alpha," you whimper. "Oh, omega. I'm so sorry, baby." He whispers. He stares up at the ceiling as he tries to hold back his tears but it was no use. He always thought that he was fucked up because Linda never showed him any affection as a kid.

But to hear about what you experienced as a kid. The fact that you had nothing and you had your will and autonomy stripped from you. Ransom's autonomy was the only thing he felt like he truly had. He rubbed circles on your neck and you sigh into his. He learned that from a Google search he did but you didn't know that.

You pull away from his neck and cupped his cheeks, pressing a warm kiss on his soft lips. You were desperate for each other's touch, but it wasn't in a sexual way.

It was more like a tending to an internal scratch. Your eyes fluttered closed and he lifted your chin to deepen the kiss. Your tear stained cheeks rubbed against his and his tongue swiped against your lip, begging for access.

You glady give him the access he needed and his happy hummed vibrated your chest. He pulled away slowly and held you gaze before exposing his neck to you. You couldn't believe your eyes. The Ransom Drysdale was exposing his neck to you. Submitting to you. Maybe he wasn't bluffing after all.

You ghost your fingers over his mating gland and he sighs at the touch. You look to him and he nods, encouraging you to continue. Your tongue darted out to moisturize your dry lips and press a kiss to the sensitive skin. You purr as you inhale his musk of honey and crackers, his favorite childhood snack.

."Y/N, please." Giving him one last look before sinking your teeth into his neck, his mouth falls open and you bite down harder until you could taste the metallic drops of his blood.

You lick away the droplets of blood escaping the wound before pulling away. You lick away the blood from your lips and expose your neck to him but he gripped your chin and shook his head.

"You have to want it." He says sincerely. You barely recognize the Ransom in front of you. His ogate eyes dilate as they met your Y/E/C eyes. And in that moment you realize that Ransom was just as broken as you were. He truly was yours.