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egotistic-queer · 10 days ago

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where can we find the compiled summary of your mother mother oc info

omg omg someone asked about them omg uhm i guess i'll use this ask as a means to write summaries about the ones i have so far! :D (i plan on making one for each album! :3)

these "summaries" are gonna be yap seshes so sorry anon or anyone else reading this

here's your warning for death, suicide, self harm, psychosis(?), and a LOT LOT more of the sort. just... pretty heavy and dark topics in general. mother mother songs aren't very happy usually.

(every character doesn't have a very fleshed out childhood, just more vague ideas of why they are who they are today, because i mostly solely focus on the stories the albums present)

Thomas 'Tommy' Urena - Touch Up OC! 25 years old. He/him. Thomas is a British germaphobe who lived in the countryside to get away from his "dirty town". Eventually, he realized he need a change in scenery. So! Thomas decided to buy a one person boat and go sailing with no exact destination in mind, even though he had no prior sailing experience. He gets caught in a storm and almost dies because of it. The trauma sticks with him while he continues sailing on, giving him depression and and self harming with the axe he has with him. This is where we meet the supporting character of this story, a hallucination of a (guardian) angel named Ana. Ana cannot be harmed as she isn't real, but Ana serves as a motivation for Thomas not to kill himself. Thomas eventually gets to land somewhere and a guy finds him wandering around. The guy picks him up in his truck and talks to him a little bit before bringing him to a hotel in the small rural town he lives in and Thomas washed up on. Well! He's at that change of scenery he so desperately wanted, so he decides to do some self evaluation and find love and truth. He goes back to the hotel empty handed without either love or truth be he realizes that he has a new passion; dancing. Over time, he buys a dress and grows out his hair and gets good at makeup and Tommy (as he calls himself when performing, because it rolls of the tongue easier) basically does drag on the street (WHICH PAID VERY WELL, HE GOT A HOUSE OF HIS NOT LONG AFTER). Despite being a straight and cis man and being called homophobic and transphobic slurs almost every day, he's living his best life! But, the toxic masculinity seeps back into his brain and he sobs while looking at himself in the mirror, he feels nostalgic thinking about his childhood sure, but it still was kinda shit. Nevertheless! He ends up getting a girlfriend and still, as always, gets rumours made up about him around town. He ends getting married to his girlfriend because of her being pregnant, so they prepare for the baby. Tommy cuts his hair and changes his outfit style back to how it was before as to be a more masculine father figure so they wouldn't get bullied. Tommy's wife dies during childbirth, which causes Tommy to delve (deeper) into depression, not even being able to care for himself, he wasn't able to care for his child too, causing it to die too, not making it any better for him. Tommy's childhood was essentially always acting like a "boy" and getting forced down his throat toxic masculinity.

Olivia Mallory Harper - O My Heart OC! 18 years old. She/her. Olivia is an Ukrainian-American girl who got broke up with by her now ex partner, leaving a hole in her heart and in her life. She tries dating apps and whatnot to get a new person to love her and for her to love back, it doesn't work. She turns to committing crimes -- yes, one of the crimes includes arson-- and drug abuse to fill the hole in her life. It still doesn't help, all it does is cause guilt within herself and realize that everyone is human. She wants to change, she tries to change, but of course, like she's been doing, she fails to do that. The motivation to change just isn't there for her, despite her wanting wisdom to help her change too. She gives up because what fun is there in failing to change!!! She instead has gruesome thoughts about wanting to be dismembered and pulled apart limb from limb because why not?! What's the point of living anymore?! Alongside those thoughts, she has fantasies of being a ghost, basically- without anyone in her life to truly love her, Olivia isn't very excited about the idea of living. And right when you think all hope for her is lost, she gets a partner! Now, I want to say, her partner is either a boy or girl no inbetween, I just leave it up to interpretation by saying "they/them" but really they're either a she/her or he/him, OKAY BACK TO THE STORY! "Taylor" (Olivia's partner) and Olivia have sex in her father's hayloft and despite Olivia's warnings of hearing her dad or if her dad walks in on them, Taylor is shot by Olivia's dad, who shows no remorse because he's only doing "what's best for his girl". Olivia falls into anger for her father, becoing destructive to external things again such as punching holes in the wall and whatnot. She steals her dad's gun, sits in the hayloft next to Taylor's dead body, and takes her own life. They meet again as ghosts before both being revived by an unknown source for an unknown reason. They take Olivia's dad's gun again and kill him with it and hide the body in a river. No one ever finds out but it does cause Olivia paranoia to the point she almost always has the gun on her. Olivia's childhood was essentially she was born in Ukraine to an Ukrainian speaking mother and Ukrainian/English speaking father. When Olivia was 4-6 years old (meaning she had a lot of time to take in the languages her parents spoke), her mom left her and her dad and her dad took her back to his home in the states. She holds resentment for both parents.

Elias/Eli - Eureka OC! 22 years old. He/it. Elias is a very paranoid American boy with a fear for change to the point where he warns people their lives may change without them allowing it to because the universe doesn't care about any of them. His fear of change even seeps into his girlfriend's nickname she uses, Abigail, or, Abby as most people refer to her as. Abby is in the psych field and decides to give Elias a little therapy session (although not a professional one as she calls him a handful), and which Elias talks about karma and death coming for everyone, the only thing that can comfort him is the concept of space itself. Elias and Abby end up going to a party together and after a while of trying to convince her (and a few drinks) Abby finally dances with Elias which give him momentary bliss and think of space, causing him to temporarily forget his paranoia. He's happy for those few moments that they dance. When Elias gets home, he thinks about the only other thing that brings him comfort, the past, even though his past wasn't all that great, he was used to it, and the comfort of that familiarity was enough to outweigh the badness of his childhood. His mental health is detioriating. Elias warns Abby that his mental health is depleting and that he may emotinally hurt her if not on purpose, his obsession with the past and familiarity grow. He sees himself a sinner and Abby a saint, he sees her as holy and perfect and himself as not. Elias isn't good at showing affection,such as showering Abby with it right before ignoring her again. He doesn't mean to this, he's trying his best to be a good boyfriend, it's just hard with his mental health. Elias continues to warn people about his mental health, especially Abby, it's a sign for help at this point. And what does Abby do? She tears him down and dumps him. What a good therapist/sar. Elias decides to leave where he was to get a fresh start and ends up admitting himself into a mental hospital because he knows that is the right thing to do. This is where I apologize about my lack of knowledge on mental hospitals guys. His assigned nurse there is Abby and neither of them are neccesarily thrilled about it, but they don't complain musch about it unless to each other, and, slowly, Elias gets better mentally. He eventually gets discharged under the notion that he is supervised by a staff member of the hospital, and that staff member is Abby. Elias has changed a lot, more looking forward to the future and what it could bring rather than the disturbing confort of the past he once had, he's changed so much so he can deal with Abby's nickname now and also has a nicnake name of his own: Eli. He's kinda happy now. And that's what's important. Elias' childhood though was essentially having an abusive father that would constantly hit him and his mom and other siblings. He was the oldest, he always tried to take it so the youngers didn't.

(i actually never fully wrote down Tobi's story ever (procrastination) so all i have are my messy notes meaning this might be real funky) Tobi Sanna - Touch Up OC! 15 year old. They/it. Tobi is an American person with many many mental issues including depression, anxiety, DPDR and just wants to get away from society and all it's troubles. Because of this desire to leave, to escape, they do. They run away to a cave in a mountain where they stay for now, of course with a gun (although that's more for security, not to actually be planned to use), lighter, and knife, they're not stupid, they need things for survival. Despite how hard it is living in the wild with paranoia and fear, Tobi finds it better than the small rural town they were living in. At least here, there was a reason for creatures to ignore them, at least here, creatures wouldn't misgender them either on purpose or by accident, at least here, they didn't have to face the daunting horror that was possible depression or anxiety, armchair diagnoses weren't fun to deal with, although professional diagnoses weren't an option either considering their parents. Tobi didn't want to be diagnosed with anything anyway though. Although, they do want antidepressants. This paranoia, this mental illnesses cause them not to be able to live their life normally. Religious trauma gets to them, depression gets to them, derealization gets to them, they finally build a hole in the forest outside of their cave to act as a grave, put the gun to their head, and the trigger is pulled. Even after death, after being promised something might happen, something good, that they'll be healed, they still have the weight of their mental illnesses. And wowie, they get revived by unknown reasons and unknown source too! They go back into society for a fresh start with them, changes their name with help of a new guardian (Tommy) and cut their hair to feel more in their skin, they feel a lot better than before now. Tobi also finally reunites with their best friend "Twig" (the supporting character in this album because i had to grasp at straws) who had also known all their problems but was powerless to do anything about it, not even being to find Tobi when they ran off. They're besties again :) Tobi's childhood was essentially being neglected a ton by their parents unless it was transphobic or homophobic rhetoric their way because their parents knew how they were.

long story short after all their stories, they all meet each other and are friends (Tommy & Olivia have a father-daughter relationship as they both have the one thing they lost within each other) and yeah! a few even live in Tommy's house (Olivia, Taylor, and Tobi)

and!!! there are more to come!!! expect this post to slowly be updated! :3

#mori rambles #mori's mother mother ocs

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punkscowardschampions · 2 years ago

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Buster & Rio Pt.3

Buster: [‘I’m so close to cumming inside you’ could not be more obvious but he can’t believe this is happening so he’s gotta say it, impossible though every word is to get out coherently and we all know it’ll take him forever, still not having his freakout about that yet tho because too in this moment and feeling too much else]

Rio: [‘you have to, I’m yours’ whilst doing more to get you even closer because it’s mutual and you’ve honestly outdone yourselves lasting this long ‘you own me’ using his hands to grab you wherever he wasn’t already because we’re feralling now]

Buster: [permission to be feral has been beyond given at this point so he’s likewise being and doing the absolute most here now, but taking a second to grab her hand before it’s gone and doing a pinky swear as if either of you have any need or anything left to promise to each other, before y’all are back to grabbing saucily again]

Rio: [we would swear to anything and everything right now and you can tell that by how we are making INTENSE eye contact with you during this pinky promise and then after because let it sink in]

Buster: [kiss her throat and then bite her necklace so you don’t say ILY boy, you have from the back before but not the front or side so gotta and if you accidentally break it being feral that’s subtle and not something the fam would be connecting the dots over but you’ll also be buzzing you get to buy her a new one]

Rio: [actually seeing you do this and THAT close will be everything and we’re not okay ‘you could hurt me’ as a statement like you’re strong but also like you could and that’d be okay, we love a double meaning moment]

Buster: [‘All you have to do is ask’ because he’ll only ever hurt her in ways she wants not sad ways]

Rio: [‘You’re so good to me’ because always giving us what we want 😍]

Buster: [‘because you’re so fucking good’ like full stop in every way we love you]

Rio: [you’re gonna have to cum, we cannot keep doing this]

Buster: [and her doing it will make him because it’s everything]

Rio: [on these stairs, trying to wrap your head around what just happened, you think you’d be used to it by now but no, not at all]

Buster: [he’s as much in a shooketh daze but nevertheless redressing her unthinkingly, even if it’s literally just the dress and his jumper with underwear and bra temporarily forgotten, because that’s the sort of gentlemanly bitch he is and he doesn’t want her to freeze to death in this cellar]

Rio: [just letting him baby you entirely, being very unhelpful, hopefully one item of his clothing is within reach so you can at least put that on him]

Buster: [soz there’s no fucks given about moving again once he’s got her dressed and sat on him because there’s holding her and stroking her hair to do and that’s a bigger priority atm]

Rio: [just looking up at him with so much love, playing with the fingers on his hand that isn’t in her hair, getting our breathing and heart rate slowly back to normal, doing a final shaky sigh with a sheepish smile ‘I’m going to stay with you’ not clarifying what and when we mean by this]

Buster: [‘good’ with his own massive heart eyes and low-key a sigh of relief that he’s trying to bury in her body and hair to hide it because if either of y’all had freaked out after that it would be understandable so he was expecting it from her can’t lie ‘I want that’]

Rio: [‘you better’ like it’s all chill and bants, and would not be so awkwardly devastating if you just fucked off now, which with how fractous it all was before, we also wouldn’t be totally surprised, just gutted ‘you promised’ quietly but poutily, like you must look after me forever bye]

Buster: [an amused smile to play along like it’s bants but he’s so so serious as he cups her face and kisses her pout away as if it’s in her expression fully too not just her voice and does another pinky promise mid kiss like yep I did and I promise again ‘you know I mean every word I’ve said since the day after my birthday’ forgetting in this loved up moment any he said in anger that he absolutely did not mean lol and only remembering the feelsy important ones]

Rio: [keep smiling into this kiss because we’re too happy, making cute noises at your cute antics, putting our own hands through your curls ‘why would you lie?’ because we know that you aren’t, even if we’re both caught up in our feels right now, still not untrue ‘and you know, what I mean too, yeah?’]

Buster: [‘There’s loads of reasons I could and perhaps would’ve, but a more important reason why I’m not right now’ because if she was anyone else there’s a chance he would be exploitive and manipulative, we know what he’s been like before and how he’d been living but she’s her and he cares too much about her obvs ‘Yeah, I know exactly what you mean to me’ as if that’s what she meant by that]

Rio: [‘You hardly need to’ like the deed is done, and was gonna be done, whatever spin you put on it, shrugging yourself up slightly]

Buster: [‘No, I don’t’ because matter of fact about this as he is about most things, put her down so you can actually get dressed and not freeze to death]

Rio: [find your bra and pants, even if you’re pocketing them more at this point, check your phone momentarily]

Buster: [have a mooch through this cellar and see if there’s any booze you wanna steal, not that either of you really need to get any drunker but hey, bring back whatever you deem worthy]

Rio: [sit back down on a step and put your hand out like go on then]

Buster: [give her the bottle of whatever and pick her broken necklace up from wherever that fell off and just be playing with it for a sec]

Rio: [watching him and going red at the necklace reminder ‘doesn’t matter’ like he’s said sorry for breaking it]

Buster: [‘I’ll buy you a new one’ but dropping this broken one into her palm and closing her fingers around it like an unspoken but you should keep this because y’all are both sentimental af]

Rio: [hand him the bottle after you’ve had yours and shake your head ‘don’t need to’]

Buster: [shaking his own head because he does need to and he will, taking a drink looking at her like you know me better than that gal]

Rio: [‘that’s not all I care about’ like an FYI, just in case you think that, now playing with the necklace yourself]

Buster: [‘I know that, and I’m not saying it’ because not calling you a gold digger clearly when he hardcore supports her career success]

Rio: [make a non-commital mhmm sound ‘what do we do now?’]

Buster: [getting even closer to her than he was and doing a little nudge when she makes that sound like oi/come on ‘What do you want to do?’]

Rio: [‘I don’t know, what if it’s weird?’ as a blurt out moment]

Buster: [‘weird with them or weird with us?’ looking at the cellar door when he’s referring to the fam and back at her when he means y’all, cos needs clarifying what she means]

Rio: [‘well, both now’ like how do you think it might be weird]

Buster: [pulling her onto his lap and kissing her dramatically ‘did that feel weird to you?’ said against her lips how they do]

Rio: [shake your head as dramatically and then kiss him again ‘cos no it did not]

Buster: [have a lil makeout sesh because the novelty of that still hasn’t worn off yet ‘I don’t think there is a what if with them, things feeling different when we go back up there is the price we pay for this’ when he can bear to pull away, because the tea is things were worse than weird between y’all when you weren’t acknowledging this vibe between you so it’s one or the other weirdness between y’all or the fam ‘and it’s worth it to me’]

Rio: [‘I feel like your name really is written all over me now, you know’ like it’s THAT obvious, how could it not be to the fam when it’s all that we can think or feel ‘I know I’m just freaking out because if it was then it’d stop everything again’ because we do not wanna go back to how things were between y’all aka nasty or non-existent, we cannot ‘of course it’s worth it’ brushing his lips with your fingers ‘you know what I want’]

Buster: [pulling her even more into his lap and closer to him than she already was ‘We’ll stay together until it’s time for my flight, by then the ones left standing won’t be any state to notice anything, except what a good night they’ve had’ giving her a look like do you trust me but not giving her a chance to answer because he knows she do ‘I’ll prove it’ and ferally doing a lovebite that looks as much like a B as possible somewhere that isn’t blatant af but is visible if you weren’t too pissed to 👀]

Rio: [‘don’t even tell me when your flight is’ because we know you won’t be hanging about long at all, and never long enough for our liking but moping about that is not an option when you go in for this move, dying in your lap and doing our most inadvertently to kill you too with the movements we have to make about it ‘take a picture for me’ because you can post that on your private accounts anyway, no fam 👀s should be there lol]

Buster: [the confidence of this boy at all times with everything meaning he’ll take a single pic of her and know it slays despite how distracting she’s being, send that to her and remember you never saw those profiles properly because she wanted to show you in person which never happened, so waiting to see if this is the moment]

Rio: [‘does it suit me?’ not at all casually, like should I be covered in your initial yes or yes lmao, LOOKING at him for his reaction to the photo instead of looking for yourself]

Buster: [LOOKING back at her as always because we know how into it he is, hence doing the slowest and most dramatic nod because YES, as he draws his last name initial on her wrist with his finger not at ALL casually because gotta take it up a notch which really hits different now that it’s the same as hers]

Rio: [staring at your own wrist, that breathing getting heavy again]

Buster: [I’m assuming she has at least one tattoo at this point because she’s had her 18th so touching and kissing it/them wherever they are/it is because thinking about her getting his name or initials tatted on her cos how could he not be]

Rio: [Yes I’m sure you’d have a few, won’t commit to which or where but for sure so go ahead boy, we’ll be here having the same thought of course and DYING, nudging him with our head like stop it you 😳]

Buster: [Can’t and won’t stop so kissing her 😳 now as well]

Rio: [just be saying his name in the most indecent way now ‘you want it’ accusatory but not not true lmao]

Buster: [‘I want what you want’ because she always says it, it’s like their catchphrase at this point, one of many lol]

Rio: [doing your own dramatic nod in reply because only appropriate response ‘always’]

Buster: [manoeuvring her rn immediately to bring back that face sitting vibe of the OG convo because he would as it’s his fave thing and this time we can bring the added trying to spell his name with it so that’s a fun added little detail]

Rio: [always caught by surprise and then killed by it in the most dramatic ways, audibly and physically ‘you want me to fall in love with you’ like I swear]

Buster: [we all know he does want that so doing everything possible and being beyond extra as per]

Rio: [gripping onto his legs so tightly so you don’t fall because you’re that overwhelmed]

Buster: [don’t let her fall that wouldn’t be a mood lol, it’s fine, we know you’ve got this sir despite all your concentration being on being feral]

Rio: [we’re just showering you in all the praise in as feral a manner]

Buster: [he’s always gonna love that, shamelessly living his best life rn and being as loud as he can be whilst not chilling out on his antics for a single sec]

Rio: [‘You’re gonna, I can’t-‘ pushing away slightly but not moving far enough away to really stop you]

Buster: [the tiniest pause to say ‘you can’ because that’s like another catchphrase of theirs at this point tho tis usually we but you know, using his strength to v easily move her back to where she was and keep her there and carry on killing her]

Rio: [so SO into it and the entire energy of that ‘daddy’]

Buster: [he’s into that word always as well as how into it she is when he’s acting like that so being even more feral somehow idk how you have the energy but I respect you for it, try and spell that out too like you did your name earlier]

Rio: [we’re leaning into it and just riding your face now because it’s clear that you love it]

Buster: [excuse us fam, they gotta do this, if you hear anything, no you don’t]

Rio: [y’all stay partying this is none of your business because we’re having to scream rn ‘I’m going to…if you don’t stop’ knowing damn well he won’t]

Buster: [will pause long enough to go back over a lovebite he did when he gave her oral before which would feel like forever ago but then he’s right back at it obvs though first gotta say ‘I’ll never stop’ for how his voice sounds]

Rio: [‘don’t’ so definitive like we cannot and must not ‘I’ll do anything to keep you’]

Buster: [kill her for that please, you’d love hearing it so you simply must hun]

Rio: [soz not soz for the absolute mess being made, you know what was coming boy]

Buster: [likewise soz not soz that like in the OG he isn’t giving her any recovery time at all before he’s initiating another hookup here because he’s too turned on by everything that just occurred, we know that about him]

Rio: [kiss him to hold onto some sanity because we’re feral af right now and have no chill ‘you’re fucking incredible’ through a mess of kisses all over]

Buster: [he has NO chill either so I cannot stop him saying ‘fall in love with me’ now that he can speak because really does want that and doesn’t count as an ILY so it’s FINE and we can’t talk about how utterly feral this hookup immediately is compared to y’alls first]

Rio: [STARING at him with the most intense energy and your mouth open because we all know]

Buster: [STARING back at her and saying it again in an even more indecent way, going even harder with this hookup like he needs to emphasise each word as it comes out of his mouth]

Rio: [‘you know’ 🥺]

Buster: [‘Tell me’ because he wants to hear that L word, ready or not]

Rio: [say it against his lips so you can close your eyes because one thing at a time ‘I already love you’]

Buster: [obviously kissing her in such a dramatic way because !! about this]

Rio: [lose yourself in this dramatic kiss lads, even if you’re moaning so much into his mouth ‘cos casually can’t shut up once you’ve started syndrome]

Buster: [thank god it’s mutual and he’s also being a noisy bitch because imagine if he was like um shh please, but he’s just lowkey throwing her around this cellar as well as, making even more noise about that because feral o clock]

Rio: [it must be extremely awkward and I’m sure has happened to both of y’all, just getting with someone with entirely the opposite vibe, thankfully that is not the mood and y’all are on the exact same wavelength, as is v obvious rn]

Buster: [Winnie says knock the bottle over from before because he’s an absolute chaos bear and we know y’all won’t care or even notice so]

Rio: [he loves the drama and the mess]

Buster: [he does, I stopped him from fully having y’all destroy a case or shelf, that is too loud and too much mess]

Rio: [that would be bad, they’d know you were banging someone when you inevitably had to pay for all that lmao]

Buster: [mhmm, take it down a notch lil bear, I say as I have him say ‘I could fall in love with you too, you know’ because close as I’m allowed to get to that L bomb]

Rio: [‘it’s rude that you haven’t’ with your own hot lol because can’t be too serious and FUCK YOU about this, not the vibe at all, but it goes without saying that we’re doing more to challenge you to fall for us, duh]

Buster: [can’t help joining in and doing his own hot lol even as he’s giving her the biggest heart eyes for hers which turn into a LOOK when she’s doing what she’s doing because it’s getting to him exactly how it’s supposed to, of course ‘I don’t have your manners, if I did…’ are you leaving it there because there’s no need to finish that sentence or because he’s moaning and can’t or both]

Rio: [‘can’t you behave?’ A LOOK of our own to match the energy ‘just once, for me?’ doing more to elicit more moans from you and ourself tbh]

Buster: [‘don’t you like how I’m behaving for you?’ as he uses whatever hot moves are necessary to switch up their position into an even more feral one]

Rio: [‘I love it’ emphasising the LOVE by then giving him a love bite because it’s been a while, wherever we can reach in this position we’re now in]

Buster: [the SOUND coming from him 1000% emphasising how much he loves that, giving her a matching one wherever it is like when they did proper twinning with it earlier, hopefully you can reach too or find a way to]

Rio: [pressing on his hard because you want it to bruise for longer nbd]

Buster: [of course he loves that, telling her what a good girl she is in every possible way however incoherent that is rn as he is once again throwing her all about because all the bruises 5ever thank you so much]

Rio: [so here for it, it always makes us feral so enjoy because we’ve had no respite so we were fully off the edge before we even started ‘I wanna make you cum, I need to make you happy’]

Buster: [‘you love me’ his tone making it clear he doesn’t mean that in the well duh of course kind of way he could and is instead just feeling the full effects of her saying it before and him getting to say it now cos never gonna be over it or more into anything she’s ever said, which she’d be able to feel as well as hear in his voice because cannot possibly be thrusting any harder than he is and is back doing the most to pull on those nip piercings at the same time ‘make me’ frantically since he’s so close to losing it, not elaborating if he means cum or happy or make me love you too because we know it’s all of them nbd]

Rio: [pulling his head closer to yours despite the fact you’re gonna be headbutting each other with the force of everything going on currently ‘I love you, Buster’ in his ear, barely audible because we’re so close as well and everything is heightened to fever pitch ‘it’s what you want’]

Buster: [she said it again in an even more !! manner so we all know what that’s gonna do to him and thank god because y’all can’t keep this up forever, he’s basically gonna collapse onto her with the force of this anyway so don’t accidentally crush her to death please with your body or millions of bottles of wine]

Rio: [lying here on the cold hard ground because now y’all need to take several moments]

Buster: [mhmmm they do, recover and calm yourselves down slightly]

Rio: [making no effort to move you though, squashes or otherwise]

Buster: [it’s fine, he’s too much of a gentleman to not move as soon as he’s physically able, but he will pull her close to him again immediately in a non squashed manner because not trying to have any distance between y’all ever]

Rio: [just be looking at him sneakily, nudge him in the side like you okay babe]

Buster: [looking at her not at all sneakily like ? as if she’s nudging you because she needs something or has something v urgent to say]

Rio: [shaking your head and smiling like I’m good ‘you just fucked the shit out of me’ like he’s not aware and you need to state it to believe it yourself]

Buster: [you can’t not smile at that and you should be proud of yourselves tbh lads, smugness is allowed]

Rio: [😍 at your smile, tickling you like you’re remotely offended]

Buster: [immediately must use his strength for evil and easily pin her and win this tickle fight before it has even started]

Rio: [again, the lack of a fight being put up because we wanna be pinned by you]

Buster: [we all see him going from tickling her to kissing her so fast]

Rio: [climb on top of him to keep kissing him]

Buster: [biting her lip as if he’s fuming she moved from being pinned but gently because he isn’t really obvs]

Rio: [pouting into it so you can bite it even more]

Buster: [needs no encouragement so y’all are just having a lovely time with this]

Rio: [pushing down against his crotch ‘I’m never getting tired of you’]

Buster: [‘you're not allowed to’ because gotta be a dad about it always]

Rio: [‘tell me what I am then’ laying our head down like it’s a story]

Buster: [telling her about feral antics y’all haven’t done yet tonight but will wanna as things she’s allowed to do]

Rio: [just giggling like oh okay ‘we’ve still got time’ picking up his wrist to look at his watch and see what time it actually is]

Buster: [when he knows what time his flight is obvs but she didn’t wanna know so just deliberately not looking and giving her heart eyes]

Rio: [‘You’d not be sober enough to get on a flight for ages yet’ like lol, your parents aren’t that keen to be gone ‘It’s good, that they came’]

Buster: [giving her a look like excuse you because who is drunk this boy but who’s the kind of drunk that says they’re not drunk also this boy ‘Of course I’m sober enough’ simply not true but I respect you for lying like this because that was me too hun, a shrug to the second bit because yes it is for many reasons but we’re not trying to think about how sad baze are atm again rn or ever if he can help it ‘I’m glad to see you too, babe’ playfully like yeah glad you don’t regret me being here after all this, that’d be rude lol]

Rio: [shaking our head like no, you are not but in a guess you’ll have to stay playful manner, as well as it just being true lmao ‘I wasn’t talking about you’ for the bants of maybe I’m not glad to see you but also because we know what we were saying]

Buster: [can and will be tickling her again for all this sass that’s happening ‘you’re thinking about me though’ because always true]

Rio: [escaping the tickling by lowkey throwing yourself into his arms like he isn’t the one doing it ‘yeah’ whilst giving you hearteyes from within this snuggle because no lie detected]

Buster: [snuggling her protectively also like he wasn’t the one doing it lol]

Rio: [‘I’ll be thinking about you for a long time’ like how am I getting over this, I’m not]

Buster: [A nod because hard same, likewise never getting over this, forlornly sneaking a glimpse at his watch when she’s in the snugg still and cannot see because tonight does have a time limit on it sadly and he doesn’t wanna know but also simply must it’s that dilemma, but then he decides fuck it and puts it on her because now is a good moment to be giving her this even though he’s not leaving yet, while they are on the subject of time and missing each other]

Rio: [just be twisting your wrist around in the light to look at this watch and give him a sad smile, without moving your face towards him so maybe he doesn’t fully see it either but of course we know what’s being said here ‘Easter isn’t far away’]

Buster: [just staring at how adorably big on her that watch also is because it looks so cute so it’s making him happy and sad at the same time lowkey ‘Be here before we know it’ as convincingly as he can manage to say that when it already feels like it’ll be forever before you can see each other again]

Rio: [get on top of him again so you can force eye contact regardless ‘I promise’ because so serious ‘and I won’t do anything but study and work and miss you the whole time’]

Buster: [holding that eye contact because always ‘Me too’ as seriously ‘Well, except for the suggestion I’d go out and get a job, obviously’ making a face like who me, lol no ‘I’m not promising that’]

Rio: [smirking like oh you ‘You have to get into Trinity, I don’t’ with a shrug]

Buster: [‘I will’ with his own smirk that once again can’t help but become a more genuine smile at the idea of it because still as buzzing as ever about this ‘and you have to be there to wake up and go to sleep next to, so I can start and end my days right’]

Rio: [when you know he’s so in love with you and you can’t handle it !! start kissing down his body because you can’t even look at him you’re that overwhelmed now, just like you’re showing him how he can start and end his days]

Buster: [being as !! with his noisy and enthusiastic responses to this like y’all have never done this before because never over any of it]

Rio: [‘I’ll look after you so good’ as you’re going to the effort to prove it as enthusiastically as he’s responding]

Buster: [‘I know’ sincere af because she’s putting that effort into everything she does and he sees and loves it]

Rio: [‘You want that, don’t you?’ it is a question despite being pretty sure, we still wanna know and hear it from you]

Buster: [‘We aren’t going to be a perfect couple if you don’t’ just saying you wanna be a couple here nbd]

Rio: [‘we’re going to be a couple?’ after a NOISE because unexpected but beyond into it]

Buster: [‘I can’t think of anyone else I’d want my first girlfriend to be’ how cute and how true]

Rio: [‘I love you’ as a reason she’d be a good girlfriend as well as the only response we can blurt out other than starting to cry or whatever else emotional mess]

Buster: [kissing her because he has to but in between all of said kisses telling her that he’s never called anyone baby and angel before and that he’s never said what other extra shit he’s said as if that wasn’t blatantly obvious because have to let her know how special she is without saying ily yet]

Rio: [‘I want you so badly’ fully said against his lips because we can’t remotely try to move away or stop]

Buster: [1000% instigating the most loving hookup of all time rn as if y’all didn’t have a really feral one not at all long ago because of course he is]

Rio: [the way we’re not looking or moving away from you at all this entire time, no matter how much we have to moan and bite and suck and say whatever unhinged emotional thing comes into our head]

Buster: [unhinged and emotional is clearly the vibe for this one, which is harder to get across for a boy, even though you’re clearly an intense af one lol]

Rio: [we all know what’s going on here ‘be my boyfriend’ with the same energy as his love me from before]

Buster: [‘You’ll never want another one’ literally ever because he’s gonna be the perfect bf forever is the vibe]

Rio: [‘I only want you’ ‘cos that’s already so true]

Buster: [‘As soon as we’re living together in the same city you won’t want for anything’ always just letting her know he’s gonna give her everything like she could forget]

Rio: [‘be a part of each other’s real life’ instead of this fantasy dreamlike moment of just seeing each other on holidays and then not for ages]

Buster: [‘We’ll build a real life with each other, you at the centre of mine and vice versa’ because yeah that’s what y’all both want already however extra it is]

Rio: [‘It’s like I made you up, I swear’]

Buster: [‘I’d have to have made you up’ as if he’s SO much older than her when it’s like a month haha, but also the he’s god/you’re mine vibes that we’re always bringing to the table with our giant ego]

Rio: [‘fine, it still means we fit perfectly’ because we’re down, obviously]

Buster: [doing the absolute most to show her how perfectly y’all fit together rn ofc like yep we do]

Rio: [just nodding exaggeratedly to agree ‘yours’ as the only vaguely coherent word we manage]

Buster: [giving an ‘all mine’ back as coherently as he can manage]

Rio: [‘no one else can have me, not whilst you want me’]

Buster: [‘they can’t ever have you then’ not at all casual]

Rio: [please kiss his neck dramatically so you don’t say anything else because there’s no word to describe how far gone you are]

Buster: [me like please shh your damn self sir but he can’t and won’t ‘I’ll put a ring on every finger, no one else can compete with that, there won’t even be room for them to try’ because I like when he said that in the OG convo it was so extra and I’ve somehow made it more so because y’all haven’t even mentioned weddings in a bants way like you did before he’s just saying this out of the blue]

Rio: [it was everything and is shamelessly going to get us in this moment because even more extra and even more unexpected like you said, just swearing and getting progressively louder and quicker with the stream of profanity casually, holding onto him for dear life]

Buster: [you did not need to say that boy but we all know you don’t have a single regret and especially not when he gets that reaction, doing his own ‘Jesus fucking Christ’ with all the feeling]

Rio: [there are no regrets here, just trying and failing to catch our breath and regroup a little ‘you’re better’ soz shit nan]

Buster: [the hottest hot lol because he can’t catch his breath either and what a compliment ‘you bring out the best in me’]

Rio: [making a little satisfied noise like I know that ‘nothing but’]

Buster: [a nod like yes exactly, before he’s burying his face into her neck like ily but accidentally on purpose breathing on her skin so dramatically because the nature of how much y’all have not had a sec to calm it yet]

Rio: [pulling him closer to you and cuddling him ‘til you start to feel almost normal, for tonight’s standard, anyway]

Buster: [mhmm, what a fever dream this whole fam function would feel like, but y’all have gotta chill out a bit here and now or you’ll pass away]

Rio: [find another drink because the other bottle went RIP, as dramatic as you’ll be about untangling yourself and moving away at all]

Buster: [he’ll be pulling her back to him as soon as she’s found one before she’s even had chance to open it because it’s clingy o clock]

Rio: [doing a little lol like hey ‘you missed me?’ as if you went anywhere]

Buster: [‘yeah’ as he opens the bottle for her like the gentleman he is]

Rio: [offer it to him first like you better have some of this then]

Buster: [have some yourself and then pour some into her mouth purely because you can]

Rio: [just drinking your way through the pub’s store, nbd lads, don’t worry about it, y’all are having a nice time and that’s all that matters ‘bit rude no ones looking for us’ like lmao okay fam]

Buster: [immediately pushing her up against this cellar door with a hot move like maybe we need to be even louder and closer to this fam haha, please don’t also spill the 2nd bottle of stolen booze thank you ‘now say it’ as if they’re gonna hear you this time and be so offended, but he’s saying it in a hot way too, obvs]

Rio: [widening our eyes and flashing you a mischievous grin because we know how you feel about this, take another swig of this bottle before tentatively banging your fist against this door, like hi, anyone there?]

Buster: [shaking his head like ugh y’all suck when nobody reacts to her lil knock as if they would, kicking his foot against this door but barely because it’s just a move designed to play footsie with her again actually and also we’ve all seen his outfit and his silly impractical prada slip on shoe, that’s not making a loud sound]

Rio: [looking down at y’alls feet like oh no, as if you remotely want this to work and to be disturbed ‘Buster’ in a faux-appalled-at your-behaviour type way just so you can say it, louder than you need to but still, no one is hearing]

Buster: [taking off her shoe and throwing it at the door to make a bigger bang that still blatantly won’t attract anyone’s attention in this rowdy af pub but we know it’s really cos he wants to do the most to and with her then bare foot because he did a bit of that when y’all were hiding behind the bar but he couldn’t go fully in kissing it and being indecent af when there were peeps around]

Rio: [if it didn’t feel good enough now in the moment, the memories of being behind the bar, that somehow feel forever ago, have us squirming ‘that tickles’ but not at all in a stop sort of way, fully the opposite]

Buster: [doing even more than he was and also lifting up her foot even more so she’ll really have to lean against this door to not fall because the you almost could fall through this door like when we fell in and out of that bathroom earlier of it is a big mood]

Rio: [making a big deal of falling against this door to steady yourself, being as loud as possible about it, the ‘fuck!’ being part of it]

Buster: [likewise making a big deal of grabbing her waist as if to steady her when really he just wants to do that hard enough to leave marks behind and also shamelessly push her harder against this door with it]

Rio: [making so much noise about it, pushing our foot further into you as if we also need to to steady ourself rn]

Buster: [0 hesitation in starting to touch her like he did the first time except so much more indecently somehow because they aren’t at a party this time and there is nobody else here and we have peeps behind the door we’re acting like we need her to be screaming for]

Rio: [‘you’re gonna get caught on your knees for me’ so insistently like it really will happen, with how we’re reacting to you]

Buster: [‘one of us absolutely will’ like idk sis it might be you, only time will tell]

Rio: [‘alright’ but giving full challenge accepted vibes with it]

Buster: [could not be making more noise because he’s also using his body to try and push her through this door rn whilst still touching her v hardcore, hello? fam where are you tbh]

Rio: [the way this door is rattling, there’s no way it’s not rickety af down in the cellar, doing the minimum of pushing back against his force so you don’t fully bust it down but you’re still clearly giving in to what is happening here]

Buster: [it’s ghosts everybody, lord knows there’s enough dead fam members who could be haunting y’all and we’re not done killing peeps off, soz, saying her name and every other nickname he’s given her so far tonight because simply must]

Rio: [and I oop lollll but for real, god bless parties for just being that loud consistently that no one is clocking anything, despite your best efforts being put in, obviously have to d word you now in response]

Buster: [god bless is accurate because he’s being TOO loud in saying ‘cum for your daddy’ like that’s in any way acceptable, sir you stop it]

Rio: [‘I want to cum for you again’ just gotta put it out there how many times you already have, casual]

Buster: [doing everything possible to make that happen and her to say the most dramatic things very loudly ‘because you love me’ not a question at all, absolutely a statement]

Rio: [‘so fucking much’ with 0 control of how loud that is, or how indecent it sounds]

Buster: [biting her as if she’s not already a giant walking lovebite at this point because can’t cope with how into that we are]

Rio: [‘I want to kiss you’ because you can’t reach by being still standing, barely]

Buster: [you know the boy do be whipped by how quick he moves so she can, will be on your knees just like she said hun, we all see you]

Rio: [we’re kissing with all the urgency in the world, as if you’ve been waiting forever, never mind the barely it really is]

Buster: [giving that same intensity and drama back always, matching it to how feral his hand is still moving of course]

Rio: [moving yourself as ferally against his hand ‘you’re such a good boyfriend’ punctuating between every syllable with equally feral noises]

Buster: [‘I couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend’ because she’s perfect and he’s always said that]

Rio: [‘what do you want?’ very much with I will be the best and give it to you energy]

Buster: [‘I want it to be Easter tomorrow’ because the levels he wants to stay with this gal forever]

Rio: [‘I don’t want it to be tomorrow though’ like don’t go]

Buster: [kissing her again and putting EVERYTHING into it because he doesn’t wanna go ‘we’ve still got time’ with entirely different energy to the cute and carefree way she said it before because tis running out and y’all gotta make the most of every sec]

Rio: [‘we’ll make it’ as if you can conjure more out of thin air just by wanting it badly enough ‘we don’t have to stop, ever’]

Buster: [proving that by not stopping kissing her ever, even though he’s doing the thing of trying to so he can take a breath or say something extra but then he’s just immediately kissing her again like nope gotta just keep on, soz]

Rio: [not mad, definitely matching the energy, even if we inevitably keep clashing teeth because we’re smiling too big about it]

Buster: [it’ll make him smile big too, it can’t not he’s as happy as she is and it’s that contagious]

Rio: [the most loved up loling is occurring rn]

Buster: [agreed because that’s adorable and I love it for y’all]

Rio: [‘you’re so handsome’ and kissing your face some more about it]

Buster: [‘I’m running out of words for what you are’ because he gets speechless when he’s feelsy and the feels could not be higher]

Rio: [‘you can just show me’ actually whispering instead of being as loud as possible for once because necessary]

Buster: [‘Can I?’ also whispered]

Rio: [nod as you’re moving your body closer to him ‘I know’]

Buster: [such a dramatic breath as he presses his body even closer against hers if they haven’t been ridiculously close to each other this entire time]

Rio: [doing the intake so you’re that in synch about it, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing so tight]

Buster: [‘you really do make me want to break every rule’ like he’s emphasising it from when he said the same thing earlier because can’t believe how true it is and how unlike him it is]

Rio: [‘when I know how good it will be for you…’ like yeah, I do, not soz ‘you should, we should’ as if you’re not currently but you know]

Buster: [‘I should…?’ like he’s waiting for an instruction from her rn of what feral antics he should initiate, getting even closer to her somehow as he says it]

Rio: [‘You should be inside me’ because always going to be the answer to that question]

Buster: [barely letting her finish her sentence before he is, with a !! GASP because it always feels like forever ago since he was even though it’s literally been no time at all y’all are just insatiable]

Rio: [the satisfied ‘yes’ that is just coming out because damn ‘this, always’ like please and thanks]

Buster: [doing his own ‘yeah’ like an echo because agreed]

Rio: [‘I don’t wanna cum without you’ so seriously]

Buster: [‘you won’t’ as seriously ‘I’m inside here too’ kissing her head as he says it ‘so much of me, now’ as if you were gonna run out of thoughts of him before this feral evening but I know what you mean hun]

Rio: [‘we don’t need to imagine now’ ‘cos before it was all guesswork and now it’s legit memories to look back on]

Buster: [‘I didn’t do you justice then anyway’ could sound vaguely shady but we know he means however good it was in his imagination this is even better]

Rio: [‘how could you know how good I would feel wrapped around your cock?’ like it’s okay, some things need to be experienced]

Buster: [the most dramatic MOAN about it as if he’s experiencing this for the first time]

Rio: [‘I never knew dick could be this good’ as we’re shamelessly tracing our fingers over your teeth when you moan, STARING at you]

Buster: [it goes without saying that her fingers are going in his mouth because if we can be more extra we will, doing the absolute most with all of them as usual, and maintaining eye contact as usual]

Rio: [doing your own moaning ‘show me what that tongue can do, baby’ because we all know it’s your fave]

Buster: [it is his fave and he never needs any encouragement so here we are, putting on a complete and utter show purely for her benefit and the love of]

Rio: [it’s beyond obvious how turned on we’re getting watching this ‘you treat me like a princess’]

Buster: [as turned on as he’s getting doing it which is why we love y’all ‘you are a princess, my princess’ no need to say that but he can never shh]

Rio: [but we’re buzzing off it so worth it, taking your fingers back and using them to touch yourself]

Buster: [still not shutting up and calling her ‘daddy’s little princess’ now which I hate thank you but we get it, you’re saying you approve of this behaviour]

Rio: [doing even more by touching yourself and him within the same movement, obviously working with the thrusting that’s happening like yes, so good, see, praise me]

Buster: [kissing her, also in sync to everything, because who is he if he’s not overstimulating this poor girl as much as poss at all times, but obvs all the praise ever being said as coherently as he can in between the kisses]

Rio: [just dying and now entirely unintentionally making all the noise ever against this door]

Buster: [the way y’all weren’t actually trying to be setting up the haunted cellar vibe and yet are somehow being even more loud is sending me]

Rio: [can’t be helped, can’t be tamed lmao]

Buster: [I also love that he could be saying cum with me or come with me like get on this plane with me and come and live at the baze residence for the foreseeable and we’re not clarifying which one we mean in this moment]

Rio: [whether we understand or dare to dream the double meaning there, the former will definitely be happening, loudly and forcefully because it’s been A LOT]

Buster: [mhmm y’all are really using this cellar to your advantage, we love to see it, there’s no way he’s not also gonna die because of how !! she did but that’s okay you’re allowed to be overwhelmed too sir]

Rio: [yet again, thank the LORD that it is this exact day at this exact time and place because you can get away with all this feral behaviour and you really need to when you’re this overwhelmed by everything you’re finally able to do]

Buster: [it’s not happening at easter lads, whether we decide to cockblock you with a baze fam hol or not, this level of feral is for a very specific set of circumstances only and you’re welcome for them during all these firsts]

Rio: [mhmm honey]

Buster: [picking her up anyways and going back to get comfy as y’all can sat on a cellar step before she falls through this door for real because gonna pass out if you don’t stop overstimulating her like this mr, really wrapping her up in his jumper like she’s a tiny bub]

Rio: [allow yourself to be cradled and snuggle into this jumper, obviously smelling it and rubbing it between your fingers for comfort, look up at him to check he’s okay, of course]

Buster: [for the love of god actually allow yourselves some time to just snuggle and don’t get feral again in like a minute’s time, I beg you, he’s gotta give her heart eyes and run his thumb over her wrist how he do and again die about her wearing this watch while avoiding looking at the actual time and play with her fingers how they do in such a soft manner in direct contrast to how extra he was being when they were in his mouth before]

Rio: [do a happy sigh but a sigh nonetheless ‘sorry it’s not very comfortable down here’ as if it should be and it’s not storage space lmao, cuddling him some more so this jumper is being shared more equally ‘I could get us blankets from upstairs’ because when you do the whole shut-in vibe for the family who cba to get home, there’d be some going spare for this]

Buster: [‘I’ll get them’ because you know damn well if she ventures anywhere she’ll get talking to the fam and won’t be able to escape for a thousand years and we’re not trying to waste precious time like that]

Rio: [just nod because it is true, tell him where they are likely to be, probably in the hall bit before you go up to the flat vibes]

Buster: [go get them because the sooner you do the sooner you can properly snuggle which 1. Is adorable but more importantly 2. We need if we’re ever gonna end this convo]

Rio: 🍀🤞☘️💛

Buster: I’ll be right back, baby

Rio: Good

Rio: I miss you

Buster: Don’t, tell me about your necklace

Buster: Do you want an exact replacement or another surprise?

Rio: assuming you won’t listen if I say I don’t need either

Rio: I like surprises, you know that

Buster: You’ve assumed correctly, but I didn’t want to make one that the necklace you decided to wear tonight didn’t mean anything, or as much as a gift from me, at least, when I know you must’ve picked it for a reason

Rio: You’re cute

Buster: I just know you well, that’s all

Rio: No, you’re definitely cute

Buster: Definitely?

Rio: 100%

Buster: I can’t argue with how good you are at maths, as it’s something else I know about you

Rio: Is that a subtle way of asking for tutoring? Idk if we have THAT much time 😏

Buster: I definitely don’t have that much subtlety at my disposal when asking for something I want

Rio: I know that about you, more than I already did before

Buster: Good, I’d hate for you to doubt how badly I do and will always want you

Rio: 🥰

Rio: how is it up there, feels a whole world away

Buster: Our world doesn’t have any competition from it, I can say that with total confidence

Rio: You won’t get distracted then

Buster: No, not unless you’re planning to distract me

Rio: Tempting…

Rio: I’ll behave

Buster: It’s as tempting to dare you not to, but I’ll behave as well

Rio: 🥺

Rio: now I don’t want you to

Buster: What do you want?

Rio: You know

Buster: Ask me, you know that’s all you have to do

Rio: Please come back

Buster: [do, with these blankets and wrap her up whilst giving her the biggest hug ever as if it’s been a thousand years]

Rio: [set up this nest around y’all, casual sleepover moment you’d have 0 explanation for if anyone came down, pop off]

Buster: [tbf y’all had 0 reason to be as snuggly as you were under blankets at christmas but it didn’t stop you and nothing is now either, soz not soz fam, it’s cosy and loved up time]

Rio: [it’s more the cellar of it all, not a cosy vibe, so we all see you wanting that privacy but it’s fine, everyones too busy to come and find you so enjoy]

Buster: [we’re letting you live tonight and not being evil for once]

Rio: [it had to happen eventually honey]

Buster: [can’t relate to y’all falling asleep in an uncomfy cellar but I’ve never been as feral as y’all in a saucy or partying manner so, you do you lads]

Rio: [we can leave y’all here snoozing and snuggling until the notification/texts that it’s time to go start popping off]

Buster: [he’s v organised so he’d had set a million phone notifications up that’ll wake y’all it’s fine, except NOT fine because he doesn’t wanna leave, but you know, untangling himself anyway and having to take his jumper back off her because can’t be explaining to anyone why she’s wearing that whereas a watch is at least hideable in her bag and thus slightly more discrete]

Rio: [meanwhile, we’ll just be sat here in a sad sort of daze, don’t mind us]

Buster: [it would definitely look and feel like he’s doing a middle of the night/morning after sneak out because he’s just getting re-dressed etc in silence since there’s so much he wants to say that he doesn’t know where to start and nothing is coming out]

Rio: [find and put on your clothes if you need to, I’m not sure how dressed you are right now but I’m sure you need to to some extent lol]

Buster: [just doing his trademark gentle wrist grab and pulling her to him despite the fact she’s in the middle of that]

Rio: [‘hey’ v soft and as an are you okay?]

Buster: [looking at her because he doesn’t know how to verbalise that it feels 1000% more real that this is the end rn seeing her get dressed than it did when he was in a daze doing it himself so he simply had to stop it for a sec like no no]

Rio: [actually looking up at him because you were trying to not but you’re not going to ignore him when you can feel he’s attempting to make eye contact ‘its-’ but fully cracking after that one word so just shrugging for the rest, the least convincing its fine ever]

Buster: [‘fine isn’t the word’ as if she said it because we know what you meant, but nevertheless smoothing her hair and clothes for her because both helpful and meaningful]

Rio: [shake your head like no ‘but it has to be’ on a sigh, tilting your head into his hand on your hair]

Buster: [‘not yet’ because it’s the first thing he said therefore I must but also we don’t have to pretend it’s fine and we’re not gonna be gutted before I’ve even left esp when he’s still here to comfort her and he’s doing that with his soft hair and face strokes]

Rio: [shaking your head still, slowly so you don’t look insane ‘I can’t-’]

Buster: [‘I know what you’re capable of’ because he do, he knows she can handle this and pretty much anything]

Rio: [‘I’ll just get overemotional and pathetic’ abandonment issues coming out lol, thanks Caleb and shit boyfs]

Buster: [shaking his head because even if she had a literal breakdown here and now he wouldn’t view it through that lens as much as he can be a asshole sometimes ‘There’s no such thing, unless you’re my sister and everything you do is designed to provoke the biggest reaction possible’ she is very much not Nancy nor a flop so]

Rio: [do a little lol ‘not the memory I’m going for though’ like I don’t want you to think I’m that dramatic]

Buster: [‘You love me and I’m temporarily leaving you, neither of us are likely to forget that’ because be sad if you feel sad hun it’s okay, he gets it and you both know who the other is and who they are not + this is undeniably a dramatic situation]

Rio: [‘but it’s only for a bit, I’ve waited longer to see you again’ shaking him off you casually in a pulling-self-together type of vibe ‘we’ll be good’]

Buster: [‘I don’t care about any of that and you don’t have to act like it’s especially relevant to you right now either’ because he really does not, it feels like forever and we are gutted]

Rio: [‘but I do or I’ll cry’ an exasperated laugh as we’re blotting our eyes so we do not]

Buster: [using the jumper he’s back wearing again to do the same gesture, so softly ‘we’re the only ones here’ like you can cry in front of me it’s okay]

Rio: [just hug him so your face is hidden so we don’t know either way]

Buster: [hug her back and either let her or just have this moment regardless]

Rio: [just allow yourselves this moment, lads ‘who’s going up first?’]

Buster: [‘I am’ obviously volunteering to go first because he’s a gentleman and she can stay and get her shit together emotionally down here for as long as she wants, he’s the one with a looming flight]

Rio: [nod because it’s practical as well as it is a gentlemanly gesture as per ‘I’m not saying goodbye’]

Buster: [‘Of course not, this isn’t goodbye’ so sincerely because he means it with his whole heart and we need you to know]

Rio: [manage a smile about it ‘alright, you better go before they’re looking for you’ giving him the smallest push towards the stairs and the door]

Buster: [a nod because true, and actually moving for the same reason even though that push alone would never have done it he’s too big and tough and it was too halfhearted, but we know he’s getting to the literal first step and doing such a dramatic look back as if they are miles apart now]

Rio: [the cinematic way we must run this miniscule distance to kiss you goodbye dramatically]

Buster: [it HAD to be done or who are either of you honestly, I don’t even need to say that he’s kissing her back as dramatically but I do need to let everyone know that he’s saying ‘I’m sorry’ so quietly and breathlessly when they break apart for a sec because of how rarely he ever says it and how much he means it for having to leave]

Rio: [‘it’s not your fault’ between the kisses also because it isn’t but we do appreciate you saying it hun]

Buster: [kissing her harder because he knows that logically and he also knows that there isn’t anything else he can say or do even if it was entirely his fault, so giving this final makeout his all is really it]

Rio: [we are likewise going in, running our hands through your hair that has invariably been fixed, pushing you against the wall so we don’t fall down this step]

Buster: [aww his cute cute curls, god bless, he do so love when she pushes him against things even though she’s so smol, what a glorious cinematic throwback to when she did at the party right at the beginning of things, hence saying her name for the final time with as much !! as he’s ever said it because CAN’T DEAL]

Rio: [that’s why I did it baby ‘you have to go’ because we do not want you to and there is no time for this, obviously still being said through kisses]

Buster: [‘Yeah’ said while he makes no attempt to leave and every attempt to keep this makeout going]

Rio: [say his name back]

Buster: [not this boy fully biting the inside of her mouth rn like she do when she needs to shh because needs her to now that he’s absolutely dying about that]

Rio: [the noise we have to make about this, soz about it when it’s the opposite effect]

Buster: [he’s the opposite of mad about it though, we all know that, even if I’m fuming because of how many times I’ve had to stop myself writing ILY, especially at this point, swear with all the feeling instead because of how hot that was and how he could not be doing more to try and make her make more noises like it instead of leaving]

Rio: [my boo says shut it please, meanwhile we’re pushing you against the wall again like we mean it as go when really we just like that you like it]

Buster: [he can’t and won’t shut it, saying ‘I should be inside you’ in an even hotter way than she said it earlier because he’s that !!! rn even though there is no time for this]

Rio: [‘please’ moving very deliberately to show how easy it could be initiated]

Buster: [y’all are gonna have to have the quickest quickie I can’t stop you and he definitely isn’t ignoring a please]

Rio: [we know you’re both emotional so it will be insane]

Buster: [permission to be the most frantic and feral you’ve ever been because the clock is ticking here but we know you’ve gotta do this, and he will be taking her underwear as a memento after the fact so mind your business about her not wearing any everyone]

Rio: [simply gotta, soz everyone but not at all, casually the most turned on we’ve ever been]

Buster: [but then you have gotta leave and be in shock that all of that happened and is now over for the entirety of this flight and lowkey until you see each other again]

Rio: [lol nbd my boo says]

Buster: [like, how would you just leave? I die]

Rio: [we all die, truly, probably have to go home or somewhere because you can’t just stay]

Buster: [Somehow he’s gotta just walk out that cellar as if it’s nbd and I’m sure the reason is more notifications popping off like okay really gotta go this time, but still, it’s wild, just like k then bye]

Rio: [I mean you literally have to at a point but still, headfuck]

Buster: [soz lads but I am proud of us for making it to the end and not giving up because we did do some good work here]

Rio: [slay]

Buster: [we know he’s sending her a replacement necklace so that can be the next jumping off point when he wanna do them again so we’re not being totally evil and making y’all wait for an IRL easter convo/cancelling Easter plans convo, even if it won’t be a long one because keeping busy and not distracting each other is the vibe]

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this-is-ally-and-im-confused · 3 years ago

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hi love! can i get some auston matthews fluff, maybe taking care of him after an injury? - nyla <3

Ofc! Thanks for the request love <3 I hope you enjoy it :)

Your heart shattered as you watched Auston get pushed into the boards. Steph was quick to grab your hand and make sure you were okay. Hits like these happen.

Nevertheless, it was hard to watch your boyfriend put his body at risk every time he stepped out to do his job. You slowly planted yourself back into your seat as you watch Nylander skate your boyfriend back to the bench.

You could finally exhale when they brought Auston back down the tunnel to go see the staff doctor. There was no blood, no missing teeth, and from what you could tell from your seats–no broken bones.

However, you knew that your boyfriend was going to be sore tomorrow. So a few minutes before the final buzzer you started your trek down to the dressing room. Now Auston had a bad habit of becoming a baby when he was hurt.You are prepared to order in takeout, rent a movie, and deal with a constant stream of whines.

In all honesty, you loved babying Auston. It’s the time he lets you know how much he needs you.

Your eyes instantly closed in on the sad-looking boy. His gear bag was placed lightly on his shoulder and his smile was more of an “injured puppy” smile. You walked up to him. Grabbing the gear bag from him and murmured a quick “let’s get outta here” he just followed along. Knowing better than to try and change your mind.

When the two of you got home, Auston started putting on a show. The docs had told you he had only bruised a rib and maybe sprained an ankle. No concussions or anything horrible. That didn’t stop Auston from acting like he just came from a war.

“Babyyyyy, can you rub my back.” Auston called from the couch as you were in the bathroom getting the tub ready for a bath. You rolled your eyes. Telling the adult toddler to wait five minutes.

“Honeyyyyy, I’m hungryyyyyy,” Auston yelled in an even more whiny voice. He very well knew that food would be here in twenty minutes. That’s Auston Matthews for you, though. If you put the whining and the neediness aside–it’s kind of adorable. Auston is a little bit of a show-off. He rarely lets people see his vulnerabilities. You are one of the few people that get to know the real #34.

A knock at the door signals the food has arrived. You wave Auston towards the kitchen as you go to grab the Italian food you ordered. The boy swallowed his food in under ten minutes. It was mildly terrifying. At least, he was enough of a gentleman to grab your plate and try to do the dishes.

“Auston Matthews! You are home injured. You are NOT fit to be doing dishes right now.” You reprimanded him. He drops the plates into the sink and waddles to the bathroom. Yes, he waddles.

He submerged into the hot water of the bath. You joined him a few minutes later. Gently, you rubbed the sore boy's shoulders. Leaving blight kisses on the freckles that spread along the base of his neck. His eyes fluttered shut under your touch.

After a few more minutes in the water, you headed to bed. The two of you changed, brushed your teeth, and put on some music to fall asleep too. The most magical thing about injured Auston is when he finally lets you be the big spoon.

You wrapped your arms around the tall man. His gentle hums warmed your heart. The music lulled the two of you into a gentle and restful sleep.

#nhl imagine #nhl blurb #auston matthews x reader #ally writes #send in requests

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slasherwife · 3 years ago

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S/o pampering the slashers + Vincent , they come home and the s/o prepared a bath and cook them dinner.

Y/n Spoiling Their Slasher

Ooh funn! Sometimes these poor bois need extra love 🥺💞

Thomas:

- He would be a flustered baby from the beginning🥺

- He would feel bad that you’re doing this stuff for him and would feel a bit awkward since he’s so used to being the provider, that he wouldn’t really know how to act 🌼

- He clings to you for guidance, because being so relaxed and spoiled like this feels like a crime to him. And that breaks my heart.

- You end up being the mother hen, coaxing him and cooing at him as he looks up at you as if you're an angel. He'll lower himself into the bath and hold onto your hand, falling into a pit of pure love for you. You are literally his angel and you are GLOWING in his eyes💕

- when you give him a special dinner, he eats it happily and offers to share almost everything with you. It's like he's mostly concerned with what's on your plate instead of his, glancing over and making sure you're enjoying yourself. He can't help it though, it's completely second nature to him 💫💖

He is still hesitant to let himself be comfortable because he has literally never had anything like this ever in his life. He still looks to you for guidance and you tell him that you won't make him do anything he's not comfortable with.

- You both end the night with him clinging to you, buried his face in your stomach with his arms wrapped around your hips. He repeats in his mind that he doesn't deserve an angel like you until he falls asleep, dreaming about you. This boy is lovesick. 💕

Jason

- Jason would just full on melt. He already knew how kind and loving you could be, and honestly isn't too surprised that you would do this. He nevertheless of course, puts his masked-face on your temple in the form of a kiss, and strokes your ear as a thank you💗

- Big boy doesn't waste a minute, he's stripped and ready to dive in. He definitely did NOT expect you to come over there and help him wash. Unsurprisingly he got bashful and looked away as you lovingly scratched his shoulders and unknotted his huge biceps and neck. He ends up going slack in the tub from how good it feels. 😊

- His eyes don't leave you most of the time. He looks away bashfully when you glance at him or smile at him, and his heart is just a fluttery mess at you. When you courteously look away when he steps out of the bath, you direct him to a big meal you made <3

- He has no idea where to start he is a trainwreck at just eating a mf meal. You smile encouragingly at him as he delicately uses his fork (which looks like a toothpick in his hands) and eats like he's at the queen's reception ceremony. He is SO polite. Uses a napkin and everything.

- I canon that he was ALWAYS hungry pre-zombie phase, and could literally eat 5 horses in one sitting (a weird visual but--) he signs to you asking what you were going to eat, and will literally fight with you about you taking his plate if you haven't eaten yet. 💖😤

- hes a babe

Michael

- this bitch. you already know bae.

- He would refuse the bath because he finds it weird that he would bathe in a bath you made him (im confused too dw) He will stand there, his 7 ft tall ass, shaking his head at you no.

- you somehow end up getting in the bath with him because that was the only chance he would take the bath-- with you literally stuck to him as he drags you around like a pool noodle 🥲

- he might initiate funky time but probably not. he just wants to be clean tbh. He spends the entire bath time smelling your hair as he doesn't allow you to move for a good 10 minutes. He strokes your neck though which is nice 💖

- after you guys both leave the bath, he is still carrying you like a purse, but lets you at least put on a towel so you're not sitting naked at the dinner table.

- He's really touchy tonight, and it's mostly because he's filled to the rim with love for you. 💗He expresses it with roughhousing though and handling you like a ragdoll. He does NOT mean to hurt you though and will be gentle if you tell him to cut it out.

- He eats absolutely everything on his plate gratefully, again, doesn't express it in the most civil way, but he appreciates it (surprisingly). He actually might eat from your plate, you can't tell me this 7 ft giant doesn't run on five rotisserie chickens a day.

Bo Sinclair

- I literally didn't even want to write for this dude. He is an asshole. But he's a hot asshole with daddy vibes so here we are 😤💗

- I would never expect Bo to worship you in return for you doing this for him. There are some things he will boast and tease you about being a swoon for him, being obsessed over him and whatnot~~~ But stuff like this is a little too much for that. It almost touches him. Almost💘

- He initially just doesn't know what to say. He loves you, that’s obvious. So he doesn't want to hurt your feelings by saying the wrong thing (which he does ALL THE TIME) so he's going to be uncharacteristically non hyper-verbal

- When you tell him you have a bath running for him upstairs, he'll think you're joking at first. When it becomes obvious that you're not, you lead him to it, and he looks at you when you're not looking and there's a slight of affection in them🌼

- He offers to share the bath with you, with a glint in his eye and that velvety smooth tone of his. This makes you blush furiously and become shy, which eggs him on. It’s completely up to you though, heh, because this will in fact lead to the sex

- afterwards he may drag you over to the bed to sleep~~~ until you tell him you have dinner waiting for him, and he is a fucking s l u t for food after funky time ✨

- now here he definitely teases you. “you’re practically worshipping me, doll. how am I supposed to treat you now?” What we’re you expecting? but internally he’s bursting at the seams and he’s very touched. 💖Probably to the point where he’s uncomfortable and will either be very quiet (he has no idea what to say) or he’ll tease the shit out of you as a coping mechanism.

- he eats like a normal person unlike everyone else here (and maybe Vincent) going on about his day where you listen patiently with a smile on your face ☺️

- Then when in bed, with his back facing you, he’ll very quietly thank you for doing this for him, because Lord knows he needed it. He’s very thankful 💖

Vincent Sinclair

- all signs of responsiveness is cut. I mean, he’s the tiniest bit of smug if I’m raw honest. He was the golden child out of the two when he was younger and even if Bo is top dog in Ambrose, the feeling of deserving more than he does is still there. Which he DOES 😭💖

- He’s in absolutely no way like Bo. Bo is a smug ass who doesn’t listen to anyone (who we stan btw), but he’s still touched to the core.💖 You didn’t need to do this, you wanted to

- he knew he was worthy of being loved. He knew Bo wasn’t going to hold him down forever. he’s felt he needed this for the longest time. He wants to beat Bo; ~~~

- and when the prettiest, sweetest angel is at his feet pampering him, he just knows how jealous Bo is. 💘😭 Anyway SORRY I’m rambling~~ I feel like Vinny would be too scared to go into the bath himself and would have you sit on a stool beside him.

- he’ll be signing to you the entire time he’s in the bath~~ about anything and everything. He’s just so emotionally connected to you, he can’t help but spill his thoughts 🥺

- you both would eat your dinner in his room, probably on his bed as you share ideas about sculpting and life Bring a laptop so y’all can watch Netflix together ✨

- he’d want to make love to you after but that depends on how shy he’s feeling. It would probably be gentle and devoid of much lust, only love🥺💓

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markantonys · 3 years ago

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lord of chaos chapters 7-23

“you [elayne] have a lion’s courage and maybe a fisherbird’s sense” that’s my girl!!!!

elayne and nynaeve always wishing they were as brave as the other is so wholesome

thom and juilin are not around because they went on a trip to amadicia. after being overworked dads to elayne and nynaeve for 2 books they decided to get married and are now enjoying a nice honeymoon conducting espionage together, good for them!

“the dragon reborn had no interest in the flyspeck village where rand al’thor had grown up; he was far beyond that” and then a few pages later when he sees the two rivers girls “[wondering why verin and alanna were poking around] was hardly most important anyway. these girls were from home.” 😭😭😭

if i were to record all the rand moments that hurt my heart in these chapters then i would just be copying out his entire pov sections into this post, so i will attempt to limit myself

i hate how desperate the two rivers folk are to make perrin their lord. wasn’t their whole culture about wanting to rule themselves and not having any respect for nobility? smh

alanna non-consensually bonded rand as her warder!!! holy shit!!!!!! given that i’ve been spoiled on so much, i think this might be the biggest shock i’ve had so far. i knew alanna was somehow sus bc people kept saying “i can’t believe the show made me like alanna” lmao but i was NOT expecting this!!!! how on earth is this plotline gonna play out???

poor poor rand. his freakout is so understandable and justified, but it hurts to see him losing it at the two rivers girls and scaring them. i doubt this would happen in the show since show!bode is too young to be brought to the tower for training, but imagine show!mat’s reaction to hearing that rand channeled on his sister and scared her so much she cried 🗡️💔 rand would be a dead man walking

“best that [the girls] wanted to stay clear of him. best for them. he just wished he could have talked a little while longer about home. a little while longer with them seeing only rand al’thor.” 😭😭😭😭

“it would be so wonderful to channel whenever she wanted. she never even noticed the tears that began leaking down her cheeks.” 😭😭😭 i wonder if nynaeve will ever get unblocked, surely she must for her own character development if nothing else, but on the other hand her block is a good way of making sure she isn’t too OP since she’s one of the most powerful channelers in the book (aside from rand, who has the taint on saidin keeping HIM from being too OP)

gawyn in his dreams seeing himself as less handsome than egwene thinks he is and her as more beautiful 🥺 fuck me that’s cute ok?

nevertheless egwene’s sudden internal declaration of love for gawyn is insane. last i heard she was conflicted between him and galad, and even then only very far in the back of her mind. she’s barely ever thought about him!

skipping a few chapters ahead but it’s relevant here: we learn that galad is rand’s half-brother (which i’d already been spoiled on), however, i’ve heard that the two of them never meet again for the rest of the series. so WHAT is the fucking POINT??? this is the problem with having so many characters and plotlines spread so far across the world. all the relationships become missed opportunities or dropped threads, or incredibly rushed to force a bond between characters who interacted twice 3 books ago. i would kill to have fewer plotlines in exchange for more characters being in a single plotline together more often. argh!!!!

**vague spoilers in this bullet point for information in future books that i’m not supposed to know about yet but do** “[in egwene’s dream] two ravens alighted on [mat’s] shoulders, claws sinking through his coat into the flesh beneath. he seemed no more aware of them than perrin had been of the hawk and falcon, yet defiance passed across his face, and then grim acceptance.” 😔😔 baby boy you deserve better (from the vague spoilers i’ve heard about your fate anyway). it is interesting that ravens are a seanchan thing as well as a dark one thing, if i didn’t know otherwise from spoilers i’d probably think that all these ravens in mat’s future meant he would become evil and join the dark one

“that awful amnesty of [rand’s] had been announced in cairhien, but surely no man would choose to channel.” do you think they can help it any more than you can, egwene? do you think it’s any less a part of them than it is a part of you? another entry in the male-channeling-as-metaphor-for-queerness list

the wise ones saying egwene has become like a daughter of their tents 🥺🥺 i will be very sad when she has to leave them and return to the aes sedai

“[gareth] might be cold toward [elayne] now, but once he had had a warm smile for a child and a pocket that always held hard candies.” poor elayne wants a dad so bad!! i hope she gets to meet tam al’thor someday. she probably won’t but she deserves to.

“[nynaeve] shoved her chin up in a ridiculous fashion so she had to look down her nose to see elayne” jsdkfjg ELAYNE i love you and your lack of self-awareness

“with the dragon scepter across his knees, rand lounged on the dragon throne” the Rand Bisexual Sitting counter has ticked up by 1

“my lord dragon, lord of the morning, prince of the dawn, true defender of the light, before whom the world kneels in awe” what a sexy list of titles

rand constantly thinking of moiraine’s advice 🥺

“even mat had the sense to stay away from a woman if he thought he would harm her” i feel like this is the nicest thing anyone’s ever had to say about mat’s approach to romance lmao poor mat

i am so conflicted about berelain. it’s hard to look past her predatory behavior towards rand and perrin back in tsr, and yet other women are so awful and slut-shamey to her that it makes me want to stan her out of spite. “[the wise ones] treated her as a woman of sense and respect, which made no sense at all to egwene...the mayener flaunted herself in scandalous clothes and flirted outrageously” maybe the wise ones aren’t so petty and shallow that they focus on the way berelain dresses over her intelligence and leadership skills, egwene.

i think i would like to see berelain get a real love interest who actually loves her heart and mind and not just her appearance. that would be very nice for her.

“he pulled one of the gilded chairs around to face her and sprawled in it, booted feet stretched out in front of him” Rand Bisexual Sitting counter up 1 more

“he looked so tired. and hard, hard enough to make the smile appear odd. he seemed harder every time she saw him.” “she had changed so much from the girl he grew up with...he had to think of her as aes sedai. it was saddening.” 🗡️💔 i didn’t care all that much about rand and egwene’s relationship in the show and i cared about it far less in the books, but man it hurts to watch it deteriorate

“whatever the car’a’carn wanted, nothing must happen to the only son of a maiden ever to come back to them.” AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

“rand thought that he would sleep well that night” LMAO famous last words

“[bael] had two [wives], which mat always said was either a dream or a nightmare and he could not decide which” rand really wants us to know what mat’s thoughts on polyamory are

we finally meet the famous elder haman! and loial’s mom! now i see where loial gets his hastiness from. speaking of loial, i miss him so much!!!

sad state of things indeed that going back to shadar logoth makes me nostalgic for the good old days. i want my ef5 back together goddammit!!!! i feel like my liveblogs for the whole second half of the series are just going to be me complaining about how split up everyone is

“rand stared north and west, not toward emond’s field, but toward the farm where he had grown up. when he turned away and opened a gateway to caemlyn, it was like tearing his own arm off” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 out of all the rand moments that have hurt me, this one is towards the top. my whole chest is aching!! physically!!

mat’s thoughts about how hard it is to keep elayne and nynaeve out of trouble being interrupted by someone asking if he’s ever wondered what it would be like to be a warder SHOULD be foreshadowing and i am so MAD that it isn’t. i see your mat being rand’s warder AUs and i raise you mat being elayne’s warder AU! gimme!!

“if any two women needed looking out for less, mat did not know them” mat drank his respecting women juice “but no two were more likely to get a man killed because they would not listen to reason” mat spat out his respecting women juice

he’s so cute tho he’s like “i hope they’re okay. but also i hope they’re in trouble and wishing i was there to help them. not TOO much trouble though, i don’t want them to get hurt or anything! i just want them to miss me that’s all” when will these 3 admit they’re besties

every time mat’s habit of collecting cool rocks and feathers and shit is mentioned i receive +1000 emotional damage. and despite how accustomed he’s gotten to wealth, it’s still cool rocks and feathers and shit that he likes to collect instead of expensive items. he is my baby boy.

and olver collects things like that TOO AAAHHHHHH STOP!! MY HEART

“now he had saddled himself with a boy” accidental baby acquisition realness! mat, hugging olver tight and actively seeking out adoption papers: i can’t believe i’ve been saddled with this boy

#wot #wot book spoilers #i'm halfway done already!! tho i have been on vacation this week so lots of time for reading

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alwaysmarveling · 3 years ago

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Milestones

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem!Reader

Warnings: None that I can think of, but please let me know if you think I’m forgetting any!

Word Count: 3.9k

Summary: You and Nat are starting a family. It’s challenging, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

A/N: Welcome to the first series I’ve ever finished! I was a bit hesitant to publish this because, it being my first series, I’m not too sure how good it is and it does hold a special place in my heart, but if just one of you ends up liking it too, it’ll be worth it. This part is all fluff, but there will be angst in future parts. If you’re not a fan of that, this can just be read as a fluffy one-shot :) And big thanks to @vancityfire13 for talking this through with me, I really appreciate it <3

“He’s beautiful,” you sniffed, tears swelling in your eyes and spilling over the edge as they built up. Your wife squeezed your shoulder, and a drop landing just shy of your collarbone told you that she was crying too.

“He’s ours.” You cradled the baby boy—your baby boy—in your arms as he drank from your breast. “I still can’t believe they did it.” You let out a watery chuckle in response.

When Fury approached the two of you after he “accidentally” overheard your and Natasha’s conversation about having kids, you weren’t sure how to react. It was no secret among SHIELD that the two of you were together. In fact, you two had become somewhat of the organization’s power couple immediately after the many rumors claiming you were together were proven to be true. Still, the thought of all their best scientists working together just to give you two a biological child seemed a bit extreme, especially since the two of you did want to adopt someday. Nat, being the overprotective partner she was, was ready to launch herself at Fury, but you managed to pull her back before any real harm was done (Nat later got her revenge, and she made sure Fury didn’t tell you about it; she ended up confessing when you caught her looking just a bit too happy the next day though). The two of you had many long nights of talking over his offer, and before you knew it, you were pregnant with your first child, a child that would be biologically related to you and Natasha.

You guys had spent many nights talking about what your baby might look like, whether they’d have your laugh or her athleticism, your humor or her determination. Nat hoped they would be all you, while you could easily say the opposite.

When it came time to find out the baby’s sex, it took some serious convincing on Natasha’s part to get you to agree. In her mind, having a baby was surprise enough; she had to remind herself everyday that you really were pregnant with your child, her child. She did not need another surprise when the baby came. She wanted to be prepared, and who could blame her? You, on the other hand, wanted to wait. It was just the sex, after all. That didn’t change the preparations much. Nevertheless, after some bribery and more talking, you reluctantly agreed to learn the sex before the baby was born.

Hearing the words “it’s a boy” sent both of you into a tizzy. Nat wasn’t expecting it, and neither were you. Sure, there was a 50% chance of having a boy, but both of you were just so sure that it was a girl. After getting the doctor to check for the third time, you finally accepted that you were wrong.

Then came the discussion of names. What to name him, should he have a nickname, what would he call your friends and family?

One night, you took Natasha out for a walk around the park (this was before you got so big you couldn’t see your own feet) and a nice dinner on the waterfront. With the lights forming a halo around her already glowing face, you told her what you wanted the baby to be named: Igor. The minute you found the name, you knew it was perfect, and when you found out it was Russian and meant “warrior,” well, that was just icing on the cake.

“I’ve already got one Russian warrior who I love and adore more than words can express, and I can’t wait to have another. You’re everything I love and everything I want him to be. I think that’s what his name should be. And I know that, with a mom as perfect as you, he’ll live up to it.” You barely had time to get those last few words out before Natasha leaped over the table, silverware clinking and glasses wobbling as she lunged to pull your face into her hands, the two of you melting at the lips and forgetting about all the other patrons eating around you.

“I love you more than you know,” Natasha let out between breaths, finally letting you go.

“I have a feeling I do,” you giggled, “because I love you more.”

“Impossible.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yeah huh.” You two “argued” about that for the rest of the night.

Then came the nursery. Nat insisted that you only be allowed to help in designing. You were already seven months along, she said, and that was seven too many. Plus, she pointed out with a not-so-subtle wink, she didn’t need help when she had “guns as big as these.” With some not-so-gentle persuasion from Clint, you settled on a farm-themed nursery. Less than a week later, Clint had gone out to god-knows-how-many stores and came back with more than enough decorations and furniture to fill the baby’s room, the many leftovers spilling out into the hallways and even your bedroom (much to his dismay, you made him return more than half of what he bought). The nursery was completed within weeks, and then all the two of you had to do was wait for your little bundle of joy to arrive.

Insistent ringing from Natasha’s phone pulled the two of you out of your peaceful moment.

“It’s Fury,” Natasha huffed playfully. “He’s asking if ‘the gross part is over yet.’ You ready to show him off to the world?”

“My world is all right here,” you murmured, fully sincere in what you were saying.

“As is mine.” The redhead’s finger lifted your chin up, your gaze shifting from your little boy to the prettiest woman in the universe. “I’m the luckiest woman in the world.”

“I tell myself that every day,” you smiled, meeting her lips in a sweet kiss.

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“Nat! Come quick! Hurry! I think he’s going to do it!”

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” your wife responded with equal urgency. “You going to do it, Igoryok? You going to walk for Mamas?” The baby boy giggled, nothing but pure glee on his face as he pushed himself to stand. You held out your arms to your son, cooing words of encouragement as he stumbled his way towards you. He started maybe only four feet away, but when he finally made it to you, you swung him into the air and you and Nat cheered like he had just finished first in the 400 metres at the Olympics. You could’ve sworn your life couldn’t get any better than it was at that point, safe, happy, and healthy with the two people you loved most in the world right by your side.

“Did you get it on video, Natty?”

“Of course, malyshka. Such a big milestone needs to be kept forever, isn’t that right, Igoryok?” Igor laughed when the redhead reached over and tickled him just under his chin. The two of you soon joined in, his joyous giggles impossible to resist.

“You’re an amazing mother,” Nat murmured to you that night as the two of you laid in bed. “And you’re raising an amazing son. I love you.” She tilted her head down to meet your lips.

“I love you too, Nat, but you’re also raising an amazing son. I couldn’t have done any of this without you.” She nodded slowly, reluctantly. “What is it?”

“I just… Being here today with you and Igor, it was perfect. Everything was perfect. And I hate how I have to throw us out of that every time I leave.” You frowned as you turned onto your stomach, pushing yourself up on one arm and using the other hand to cup Nat’s face.

“You’re not the only one working, you know. I feel that way too, every time I have to go on a mission or even just leave for the office.”

“I know,” she sighed. “But I’m gone so much more often than you are. Especially now that you’ve switched to mostly training others.”

“Just because you’re not here all the time doesn’t make you a bad mom, Tash. You’re the best mom because you love him with all of your heart and you’ll do anything for him. And-“

“I want to retire.”

“What?” Out of all the things that could’ve come out of Nat’s mouth, that was not the one you were expecting or prepared for.

“I wanna be there when he says his first words and when he loses his first tooth and when he goes to school for the first time. I want to be here.”

“But… you love your job.”

“I know,” she whispered, her eyes shining. “But I love Igor more.”

“And Igor will know that. Igor already knows that. Sweetheart, part of doing anything for Igor includes protecting him from bad guys. You do that every day you go to work. You show him you love him by fighting to give him the best life possible. If you want to retire,” your hand finally slid down from her cheek to hold her hand, “then I will support you every step of the way. But if you’re doing this because you think you’re a bad mother if you don’t, then you need to know that that is not true at all.” Natasha bit her lip as she thought over what you said. You gave her the time she needed, rubbing small circles into the back of her hand.

You would be lying if you said you never had those same thoughts. Both of you felt awful every time you had to hand Igor over to one of the nanny or even one of the Avengers or their families. The two of you loved them and Igor loved them, and they always took amazing care of him, but it was hard to not feel bad knowing your child wanted nothing more than to be in your arms. The first time Igor wailed as you handed him over to Laura, you filled out all the retirement paperwork the next day, keeping it on your desk for weeks before you eventually talked yourself out of it.

Just as Natasha was opening her mouth to respond, she was interrupted by Igor’s cries from the baby monitor.

“I’ll get him,” your wife reassured you. You nodded reluctantly, not wanting to stop the conversation but knowing you’d have to regardless of who left.

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“Guess who’s coming home today, buddy?” Igor babbled random syllables back at you, grabbing onto your hair as you lifted him out of his crib. “Gentle, Igor, gentle,” you winced, slowly pulling his hands away from your locks. Sounds from downstairs had you looking away from Igor and towards the hallway.

“That must be Mama!” You weren’t too sure if he understood you, but he definitely fed off of your excitement, letting out another string of syllables and clapping his hands together.

“Hellooo! Anybody home?” Natasha’s red hair was the first thing you saw as you rounded the corner to see the front door. “Hi, rybka! How are you doing?” Your boy held his hands out to Natasha, obviously excited to see her. She grinned back at the two of you, but both of your eyes grew wide when he opened his mouth.

“Mama!” With that one word, you could’ve sworn your heart stopped beating. Nat’s eyes met yours, the love she felt for you and your son overflowing in the form of crystal droplets that filled her green orbs.

“That’s right, Igor, Mama. Can you give Mama a kiss?” You smiled as you handed Igor to Nat, your little boy puckering his lips dramatically to plant a wet kiss on her cheek.

“Thank you, Igoryok,” the redhead laughed. “He said ‘Mama,’ Y/N. His first word! He called me ‘mama.’” She was smiling so hard her cheeks were practically trembling.

“Because you are his mama. The best mama in the whole wide world,” you murmured, kissing her other cheek.

“No one could ever be as good as you. I love you so much, malyshka.”

“I love you too.”

“Mama!” The two of you laughed once again, your intimate moment interrupted but neither of you could complain.

“How was the mission?” you asked, both of you somewhat preoccupied with the bouncing babe in Nat’s arms.

“Good. Clean.”

“No injuries?”

“Not even a bruise.” You scanned her face and body to see if she was lying, and eventually nodded once you were satisfied.

“Good. Now, I believe it is someone’s dinner time.”

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“Hi, Igoryok, how was school?”

“Hi, Mama. It was good. We learned about the letter ‘m’ today. Mama, did you know ‘m’ goes ‘mm’?”

“It does? I thought it sounded different.”

“No, Mama, you’re silly. Your name starts with an ‘m.’”

“Huh, I think you’re right. Did you know that, babe? Mama starts with an ‘m,’” Natasha winked at you.

“No, I didn’t know that, but thank you for sharing that with me,” you smiled back. “You're not going to say hi to me, Iggy?”

“Hi, Mom. Your name starts with ‘m’ too.” Igor bent over the center console in between the two of you. “Can we get ice cream? Please?” Your wife laughed before turning to you.

“I’m not too sure what that has to do with letters, but what do you say, Mom?” Nat asked, a smirk on her face as she emphasized the first letter.

“Um, it does because…” The two of you watched, amused, as Igor’s face scrunched up in concentration. Suddenly, he lit up, a grin overtaking his expression. “It does because ice cream starts with an “i”! And my name starts with an “i” too, Mamas. Which means I should get some ice cream.” He paused for a moment upon seeing the two of you glance at him expectantly. “Please?”

“You’re very right, Ig,” you smiled. “And for that, we can go get ice cream. But I thought you would’ve wanted to go to the park. We brought your bike.”

“You did?” His baby-tooth grin only grew when he turned to see the lime green metal and black handlebars peeking out of the trunk. “Yes! Mama, c’mon, let’s go!”

“You need to buckle up, Igoryok, or we’re not going anywhere.” The four-year-old rushed to his car seat. The minute he was settled, he began squirming again.

“Can we still get ice cream after?”

“Sure, Iggy,” you laughed. Nat removed her right hand from the steering wheel and rested it on your thigh.

“Alright, let’s go.”

“Mama, you took the training wheels off, right?”

“Yep,” your wife grunted, lifting the bike out of the car and placing it on the pavement.

“Mom, watch me! I’m going to ride it all by myself! Today’s the day, I can feel it!” You managed to grab him by the shoulders just before he could hop on the bike.

“Not so fast, what are you forgetting, buddy?”

“Uh, a positive attitude?”

“That’s important, but I think you have plenty of that right now,” you smiled. “Try again.” Igor bit his lip as he thought about what he could possibly be missing.

“I love you?”

“I love you too, but still not it. You remember this?” He groaned when he saw the helmet in your hands.

“I don’t need it, Mom. I won’t fall, I promise!”

“I like that promise, but I still need you to promise to wear this. Okay?”

“But I don’t want to,” he pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. Your wife bent down to reach Igor’s eye level.

“Igoryok, can I tell you a secret?” Igor’s tresses bounced as he turned his gaze to Nat, his eyes filled with skepticism. “Well, you know how Mama wears her helmet whenever she goes out on her bike? You wanna know why I do it?”

“Why?” he asked, his skepticism fading into intrigue.

“It helps me balance and makes me go faster. I can’t ride as well as I do without it. In fact, I think I might even fall off.”

“Really? But you’re so good, Mama!” Eyes closed, Nat shook her head.

“Only with my helmet. And only when I wear it correctly. Otherwise I’d fall right off and get hurt. So can you promise to wear your helmet correctly so that you go faster and don’t fall off?”

“Okay, Mama. Can you put it on for me though? I think you’ll do it better.”

“I’d love to, Igoryok.” You flashed Nat a grateful smile as she took the helmet from you to secure it on his head. “Alright, all set. You go get warmed up, yeah?”

“Okay, Mama, but hurry up!”

“I’ll be there in a second, rybka.” Natasha stood up and wrapped an arm around your waist. “Don’t let him see me riding the motorcycle when I’m on a mission.” You stifled a laugh, letting your head rest on her shoulder as you watched Igor waddle around on his bike, his sneakers lighting up every time they hit the pavement.

“I’ll try my best. Have I told you how good of a mother you are?”

“Yes, you have. Multiple times.” You didn’t have to look at Nat to know her cheeks were quickly becoming the same shade as her hair. “I just hope he’ll be this easy to convince when he’s not four.”

“We’ll, uh, cross that bridge when we get to it. Besides, it’s a little easier to convince him when he sees you as his hero.”

“Stop with the flattery,” the spy groaned, now extremely flustered.

“But you make it so easy. And so fun.” You squealed immediately after the last word and pulled yourself away from your wife. “Why’d you poke me?”

“Don’t act all innocent, you know exactly what you did.”

“I’m not acting innocent, I am innocent.”

“Are you now?” Natasha stalked towards you, a smirk on her lips and a mischievous glint in her eye. Before she could reach you, though, Igor pushed his way in between the two of you with his bike.

“C’mon, Mama! I warmed up!” With one last glance at you, Natasha sighed.

“Alright, let’s go, Igoryok. You just watch your back, babe. I’ll get you.”

“Ooo, Mom’s in troubleee,” Igor chanted, and with that, they were off.

“Mom! Look at me! I’m going to get it on this one, I can feel it!”

“I’m watching!” you promised despite having never taken your eyes off of Igor and Natasha the whole time. Igor flashed you a grin in response before putting his feet on the pedals. Natasha murmured something in his ear as he started pedaling. She had one hand on the handlebars and one on his back to keep him steady. The pair moved together for a few seconds until Igor began to speed up. Half-running, half-jogging, your wife finally let go of the bike with a firm push to your son’s back, and much to everyone’s delight, he kept going.

“Mom! I’m doing it! I’m really doing it!”

“Pay attention to what’s in front of you, Igoryok!” Natasha called when he began to swerve. Eyes wide, Igor managed to correct himself before he crashed into a tree. You got up from the bench and ran to meet the former assassin, but you kept your eyes on Igor the whole time.

“I guess this family has two biker babes now.”

“I guess we do. Look at him go, malyshka.” Her chest was puffed out, obviously proud of her son, his tongue poking out of his mouth slightly as he concentrated on turning around. Your eyes shot open when it seemed like he was going to fall, but he regained his balance and increased his speed twofold on his return to you. “Maybe we should try for another.”

“What?”

“Another, uh, what’d you call it? A biker babe?” Natasha barked out a laugh as you moved to slap her shoulder. “I mean, Igor’s been asking for a sibling for a while now. Maybe it’s time.” Natasha maintained her glance on your son, too nervous to meet your eyes.

“Another biker babe, huh? Or maybe another little fish?”

“Another rybka, yes,” Nat chuckled.

“Maybe it is time.” The former assassin’s shoulders relaxed as you slipped your hand into hers. “A girl this time?”

“We’ll see. It is what Igor’s been asking for, but...” A smirk played on your wife’s face as she remembered when you two first learned you’d be having a son.

“Natasha Jr.?”

“Oh god, no!” your wife laughed.

“Natalia? Natalie?” Natasha buried her face in your neck so that her lips were pressed to your shoulder. She still peeked out slightly to keep an eye on your son.

“Babe, we are not naming the baby after me.”

“What about for her middle name?” Your wife groaned as she hit your arm, but you could feel her lips curving upward.

“No.” Natasha paused, her lower lip stuck between her teeth. “What do you think about Karolina? It means ‘free man.’”

“Karolina,” you repeated. You would’ve teased her about already having a name picked out, but the constant shifting of her right foot told you this maybe wasn’t the right time. “I like it.”

With Igor quickly approaching, you ended the conversation with a peck to Nat’s cheek and bent down to greet your son. When he made it to the two of you, he immediately hopped off of the bike and ran into your open arms.

“I did it, Mom! Did you see me? I turned around too!”

“I did, Iggy! You did so, so good!” You pulled the boy onto your hip. “Don’t tell Mama, but I think you might’ve gone even faster than her.” Igor giggled, wrapping his arms around your neck.

“You think so?” he whispered.

“I know so.”

“Ahem, what are you two saying?” Nat had her hands on her hips as her foot tapped the ground, this time out of fake anger rather than nerves.

“Nothing, Mama. Did you see me? I did good, right? And my helmet helped me stay on!”

“I’m very proud of you, Igoryok. Both Mom and I are,” she murmured, tilting her head to avoid the helmet and kiss his cheek. “So now that you know your helmet is good, you have to promise us to wear it whenever you go on your bike, you got it?”

“Got it.” His locks bounced as he nodded his head. “I’m going to go again, okay, Mamas? And then later we can get ice cream?”

“You got it, bud.” You let him down, his legs wiggling before he reached the ground. The second he hit the surface, he was off.

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You cherished every time you got to see Igor hit a milestone. You and Nat had each missed some—like you being away the day he scored his first soccer goal or Nat going on a mission during his first Halloween—but when you did, the other made sure to talk about it in so much detail you felt like you were there.

And when you were all there together… Your heart filled with pride whenever Igor did something new, but that feeling was nothing in comparison to seeing your son’s pride in himself and having Nat there next to you to experience it. Each milestone of Igor’s was so much better than you could’ve ever imagined because, with each one, you got to see your little boy growing, thriving. For each new accomplishment, you could feel the love between the three of you, practically pull it out of the air, make a cocoon out of it, and wrap yourself in it for weeks on end. Your little boy’s milestones weren’t just for himself, but it was for your family as a whole, the three of you growing closer and stronger with each step. You couldn’t wait to see what he would do next.

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Read Chapter 2 here

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff #avengers x reader #marvel #mcu #I wrote something #alwaysmarveling #stones

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heejojo · 3 years ago

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Love Isn't Beautiful But With You It Was

✰ summary: y/n and niki's journey from being enemies to friends to much more than that.

✰ pairing: Niki x fem!reader (and a Jay apperance)

✰ genre: fluff, angst, enemies to childhood friends to lovers

✰ warning: a few sad scenes but I'm not sure they'll be too bad! death

✰ word count: 1.8k (the most so far tbh)

a/n: this is my first fanfic so please leave comments about what should be improved. if you have any requests feel free to leave them! it's past 12am now and I need to sleep but I hope you have a nice day!

prompt gotten from @moonlight-chi77 thank you!

“Love isn’t beautiful but with you it was”

Life disappears in the blink of an eye, but the memories created and the human connection formed does not. The memories created are embedded in our hearts and follow us through different paths of life. Whether those memories are good or bad, they become something we reflect on in later moments.

Nishimura Riki couldn’t exactly remember the first time he met you but all he knew was that he had never hit off with someone the way he did with you.

September 2012

Although Niki couldn't pinpoint the exact date you guys started talking, he knew it was in September of 2012. He knew at first he disliked you and wanted nothing to do with you because you had stolen his spot on the swings.

“That's my spot, I told Jay I was going to stay here forever,” he said while his friend who was behind him nodded enthusiastically, backing him up.

“Your name is not on it and you didn’t buy it so why should I leave?” you asked him without coming down because you got there fair and square.

“I called dibs on it,” he said while puffing out his chest.

“Dibs are for babies,” you say while continuing to swing. “I’m not a baby,” he retorts.

“If you say so, then why are you wearing a Talking Tom T-Shirt?” you ask and his face begins to turn red. “It's cool, isn't it Jay?” he nudges his friend asking him for support. “Cool man, girls just suck” Jay responds and they both leave. “At least I dress myself!” you yell at their retreating figures

After that day, Niki made it his mission to disturb you every day and never wore his Talking Tom shirt again after that day.

August 2016

“Niki!!” you screamed as you felt another water balloon hit your leg. At this point, your entire body was soaked. The young boy continued to laugh and run as you chased him. You were beginning to regret spending your summer break with him when you could be watching TV instead. Eventually, you give up chasing the blond-haired boy and go into the house to dry off. Thirty minutes later, Niki comes in with a bottle of orange juice as a form of apology. You snatch it without further thought and drink it. Looking up at him after you finish drinking it, you both burst into a fit of laughter. “You’re lucky I love food,” you say. Maybe spending the summer with him wouldn't be so bad.

December 2018

Your crush on Niki was painfully obvious to everyone but him. Your friends teased you, his friends teased you yet when you were together you denied it with so much vigour. Niki had liked you for a few months now. Everyone was enjoying the slow burn that was going on between the two of you; the soft glances across the room, the way you always looked for each other among crowds, the way he knew where your secret birthmark was even though your close friends didn’t.

It was the way you complimented each other that made everyone cringe and aw at the same time. The jacket you got him for his birthday was his most prized piece of clothing and the only person he let touch it was his mum. This year though, you gathered enough courage and told him how he meant to you and how you were content with being just friends even if it hurt a little. But you weren’t expecting Niki to say he felt the same way, even more so. Your friends heaved a sigh of relief and choruses of ‘Finally’ were echoed.

It felt good being with someone.

January 2019

Everyone argued with people they loved right? Your parents did, the old lady that sells fruit and her boyfriend did so you and Niki weren’t an exception. After being childhood friends for so long you’d think you could trust each other enough to talk about the things that bothered you but he refused to, claiming that he didn’t want you to see him in a different light and how it would hurt his pride. You would tell him that no one knew him more and cared about him the way you did. At times, you’d let it go not wanting to push him but that day you couldn’t take it.

“We need to talk. Why have you been avoiding me these past few days?” you asked him.

“I’ve just been busy” he replied.

“No, you’ve been avoiding me. I know you well enough to know when you're hiding something” you said.

He wouldn't budge, he never did especially when you cornered him like this. He started to get irritated and said, “I said I’ve been busy so forgive me if I can’t give you attention all the time. Not all of us are as clingy as you” You winced; it was your fault for pushing him to the edge like that. Nevertheless, you wouldn't give up. “ I just want you to say how you feel and what bothers you. I’d never look at you in a different light and you know that. You might want to be strong but it’s okay to show some sort of emotion, it doesn’t make you weak rather it makes you look like someone that acknowledges what is wrong and doesn’t try to ignore the problem or solve it on their own” you comforted him. As the words entered his ears, you could see the walls surrounding his heart crumbling. “It’s okay to ask for help or just to rant to someone. Even if we won’t be able to provide an immediate solution, it should help” you added taking a few steps forward and grabbing a hold of his hands. You squeezed them tightly.

“I...I’m just scared you’ll leave once you see the not so perfect side of me” he managed to say. “I will stay with you, why don’t we make the best of everything without worrying about the future?” you asked while smiling. He returned it and pulled you in for a hug. “Thank you, truly,” he said and you smiled under his embrace.

After a few minutes you spoke up, “Oh yeah, Niki?” you called his attention and he hummed in response. “Don’t ever shout at me like that again, I can deck you and you know it” you said.

“Got it, boss. Sorry for being a jerk”

June 2020

You usually went on diets and exercised a lot but you were losing weight at an extreme rate and you weren’t even on a diet. Niki was worried but you brushed it off telling him it was stress from school but it got worse. You found it difficult for you to balance yourself, you felt nauseated, getting even more frequent headaches and being tired all the time so Niki decided that enough was enough and took you to the hospital. Neither of you had expected the result of the scans that were run.

“I’m sorry but there is a tumour in your brain,” the doctor said. The air left your lungs. “You can choose to get the surgery and live in the hospital for 8 months or live with the tumour for 3 months” he continued. You thanked him and left the hospital. The elephant in the room was very much alive and neither one of you wanted to address it. Did you want to stay in the hospital for the rest of your life or did you want to say with your loved ones? You thought that they would go through and that won’t be worth it.

“Niki” you called out.

He looked at you with a sad smile and just pulled you in for a hug, careful not to hurt you. “Do you want to tell your parents?” You nodded. You couldn’t just leave without saying anything. Picking your jacket, Niki drove you to your parents house.

“I just wanted you guys to know, I couldn’t just leave without saying anything,” you said with your eyes cast downwards. You couldn’t bear to look at your mom who was already crying or your dad who was blaming himself even when it wasn’t his fault or your sister who was basically your best friend. Niki had given you guys privacy but you knew it was just an excuse for him to be with his own feelings.

“I’m going to stay close to home in the meantime so I can be closer to you guys,” you said. Your eyes were already becoming glossy with tears. You inched towards your mom, taking her hand in yours and said, “You did an amazing job of being my mom and I love you so much”. Moving to your dad, you said “You did a good job of protecting me so don’t think otherwise. Let’s make all the memories we want to now without any regrets”. At that, your sister burst into tears “I… I can’t bear to lose you” Your heart clenched. “I can’t bear to lose you too” She continued crying. Your mom wiped her eyes and said, “From today, live the way you want to. Eat what you want and do what you want.” From the corner of my eye, I saw Niki staring watching the whole scene. After an hour, I stood up and went home with Niki. The car ride was a long and awkward one. When we got home, we just slept hugging each other.

Starting tomorrow I was going to live.

July 2020

The pain is getting worse but the smiles on my family and friends faces are enough to keep me going. I wrote letters and got gifts for them. Niki looks at the calendar every day, I can’t tell him to stop because I can tell he’s hurting so much. Why can’t I just be okay for everyone?

August 2020

The time comes faster, Niki and I went on a getaway for a few days. He deserved a break from everything that has been going on.

September 2020

I never thought I'd die as silly as that sounds. I asked my parents and sister to leave when I got to the hospital. Niki refused to leave and stayed there till I took in my last breath. He kept crying begging me not to go and how he’d do anything.

“Does it hurt a lot?” he asked between sniffles

“No it doesn’t, it just feels like a needle” it hurt like a truck.

“Liar”

I chuckled and held his hand till I couldn’t anymore. “I love you’’ I say as the lights fade.

╔═*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═╗

Dear Nishimura Riki,

When you see this, it means I’m already gone. First of all, don’t beat yourself up too much. I could write for ages about how much I love you but now that I need to, my mind goes blank. You’ve done so well for putting up with me, hats off to you. You might not want to but move on, even though id like you to remember me; let your heart heal and be happy.

Take care of yourself and don’t skip any meals. Eat well and be happy, make sure you visit the places we never got to visit and enjoy yourself. Live life the way you want it every day. Be nice to people and smile more.

Thank you for all the happy memories, my love, I’ll be forever grateful for you. You made my life colourful and worth living.

Love isn’t beautiful but with you it was.

Yours truly,

Y/N.

#enhypen #enhypen angst #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #character death #enhypen fluff

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cheegu3 · 3 years ago

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~ Yandere Jaemin - The jester ~

[hi babies, this is one part of my nct fairytale series this one based on Alice in wonderland with jaemin <3, it had influence from both the original book and the book by marissa meyer centred in the universe + a lil of my own stuff]

I love alice in wonderland and jaemin so I’m so sorry how long this is lmao also yes I did write all of this on the same day ;-;

wc: 3.6k

summary : you live in wonderland, and everything is normal until a stranger shows up - a jester who says he’s looking for you, he seems innocent and sweet but is he really?

TW / trigger warning: yandere themes, mentions of - violence, murder, swearing, blood/gore, 18+ (suggestive), etc

The yearly mock festival was coming to an end. Humans and creatures alike were slowly making their way to the stairs and to the comfort of their homes. A stranger was also making their way over but not to his home, to the crowd. He slipped through it unnoticed and stopped, bowing in front of the queen.

She looked at him in curiosity but also in fascination. He was very much used to this, having people stare at his beauty and the way he presented himself - elegant and cocky.

‘‘ My majesty. I come to seek refuge in your town ‘‘ the stranger said.

The queen raised her eyebrow at him and waved at the deck of cards close by, almost stumbling over their own feet in fear of displeasing the queen.

‘‘ Show this gorgeous stranger that empty house ‘‘ the queen demanded to the cards in a shrill voice.

‘‘ Yes ma’am. Come this way! ‘‘ they answered in union.

The stranger followed them in silence but kept his distance. They went far and near, up and down the crossroads and curvy paths until they reached a small cottage. It was far from the other houses and the village but he liked it immediately.

‘‘ Here we are sir! ‘‘ the cards exclaimed in union again and turned like robots ready to go back the way they came and serve the queen, it was all they knew after all.

‘‘ Excuse me ‘‘ the stranger had had one thing and one thing only on his mind throughout the whole trip there.

The reason he was here in the first place

You

‘‘ Do you happen to know where...y/n is? ‘‘

The deck of cards looked baffled, one of them even chuckled.

‘‘ y/n? Why would you want to see her sir, she’s so very eh- ‘‘ one said

‘‘ -mad ‘‘ another filled in.

‘‘ Who are you anyway? ‘‘ said another

‘‘ Jaemin, I’m a jester from far far away ‘‘ he said with clenched teeth, growing impatient at the lack of answer he was getting.

‘‘ Why would you like to see her? ‘‘ said one

‘‘ She’s not special ‘‘ said yet another

‘‘ I have to ‘‘ he said firmly and was now clenching his fist.

‘‘ She’s not far from here sir. She lives in the cottage opposite this forest ‘‘ said one card with cloves on his front.

‘‘ Thank you ‘‘ Jaemin exclaimed in relief and watched as the deck of cards turned and walked down the path.

On the outside it looked like an old cottage like any other, with broken windows and an overgrown garden. The jester wasn’t surprised, they must’ve given him the most ugly and worn out house since he was still a stranger but with a few snaps of his fingers, the inside would look a lot better than the outside.

As he had finished snapping his fingers three times he saw the familiar white cloud in the window but before he walked in he had to check around the area. He thought he heard the rustling of leaves and twigs being broken.

Looking to his right, he saw in the distance how a girl was walking towards him. Instinctively his heart started to beat faster because what if it was you? The girl was wearing a dress which was blue and she had a white apron tightly wrapped around her which was full of flour. In her right hand she was holding a basket filled with something and her hair shone bright in the sunlight that was peeking through the thick trees above.

// YOUR POV //

You were just about to walk past your favourite abandoned cabin when you noticed, it was no longer abandoned. A handsome young man, about the same age as yourself was standing outside it. You being all alone though, this far out from other people made you scared so you kept your head down right when you passed by him.

‘‘ Hey! ‘‘ you sighed in disappointment, all too often creepy men or creatures would try to stop you and flirt which made you very uncomfortable.

You tried to put on a fake smile before you turned to face him.

‘‘ Hi! ‘‘

‘‘ You’re y/n ‘‘ he stated.

You probably looked very confused to the stranger. How did he know your name? In this wide land, you were a nobody and this random man you just stumbled upon seems to know who you are - by the look of his curious brown eyes studying you - maybe he even knew everything about you.

‘‘ Yes..sir. Can I help you? ‘‘ you asked hesitantly and wanted to punch yourself for sounding so small and helpless.

The boy took some time to answer, suddenly looking a bit nervous the way he fumbled with his hands.

‘‘ Oh, I just. I’m your new neighbour, Jaemin. The cards said I might meet a young woman here who lived close by ‘‘

Shit, you were really too paranoid sometimes, this was just a harmless boy who had moved in right next to you.

‘‘ Oh! Yes of course ‘‘ you smiled at him with more genuine warmth now

‘‘ Welcome to the neighbourhood then I suppose ‘‘

They boy nodded and chuckled. He was very attractive, and you were pretty sure he knew it. Tall, dark and handsome with puppy like brown eyes and fluffy hair. He had a defined nose and rosy lips that matched his smooth and beautiful skin. But the most attractive thing about him, to you, was the way he carried himself.

That smile could just about make any girl fall for him, maybe even worship him. As he stood there looking at you become entranced with his beauty you began to wonder if he was using magic on you so you put your guard up again slightly.

‘‘ Thank you. I hope to see you around, where do you work? ‘‘ he asked and you almost bit your lip at the look he was giving you, it was very intense and his smile yet again so charming.

‘‘ Oh! ‘‘ you exclaimed suddenly, you had forgotten to answer and had just stared at him getting completely lost. You saw him smirking at this.

‘‘ I-I work at the bakery in town, hence- ‘‘ you gestured to your flour dusted apron and dress with a sad smile.

He laughed heartily but assured you,

‘‘ You look fine, trust me ‘‘

You smiled shyly in response. It felt like he was kind of flirting, he was giving you that look again that both turned you on and made you creeped out, it said

I know everything about you

Nevertheless if that was the case, you felt very much intrigued with this new stranger and you didn’t want him to be a stranger for long.

‘‘ I suppose I’ll see you around then ‘‘ you said suddenly when the tension had built up even more and you started remembering all the responsibilities you had at your work.

It felt like you had been here for about an hour and you had muffins to bake and customers to please.

‘‘ I suppose you will ‘‘ he answered with an amused glint in his eyes.

You decided to turn even though your body and heart really wanted to stay. Your intuition and head however won over the battle inside you and told you to get the fuck away from him.

You kept your back turned as you made you way past the mysterious boy. You had a feeling that he was still watching you as you went, eyes never leaving you and it freaked you out a little, making you shudder.

The rest of the day went on as if it was like any other day. Tons of baking and getting your hands dirty, chatty customers and delicious desserts. By the end of the long workday your muscles were aching. You cleaned up and did your usual routine of locking up the store when everyone had left.

Usually you wouldn’t think twice about walking home in the dark, your bakery closed at midnight so it was way past sunset. It was practically pitch black outside and no one was on the streets, they were all at home probably sound asleep. For some reason the queen had decided that all houses be soundproof in the village. So the fear was increasing when you thought about the stranger, the dark and walking home alone because if something happened no one would help you - they wouldn’t hear you scream or hear you cry out for help.

You turned the key that locked the bakery with shaky hands but tried to compose yourself. You had a very odd and naive thought in your head,

If I don’t get attacked tonight I can trust Jaemin

It truly didn’t make any sense but just about every cell in your body wanted to trust him, and wanted him to like you, like the way you were so attracted to him.

‘‘ y/n? ‘‘ a voice behind you said interrupting your thoughts.

You shrieked and jumped in surprise, throwing your arms up in some pathetic attempt at defence in case you’d need it.

‘‘ It’s just me, your neighbour ‘‘

You lowered your arms and smiled at him apologetically.

‘‘ Sorry ‘‘

‘‘ Don’t be I get it. It’s dark, no one’s around and I just startled you like that, I should be the one to apologise ‘‘

‘‘ No no, it’s just that I don’t like walking home in the dark ‘‘ you assured him, now feeling really guilty.

‘‘ I can walk you home ‘‘ he offered with a friendly smile.

You were silent for a bit, thinking to yourself before making up your mind.

‘‘ Yeah, I’d like that. Thank you ‘‘ you returned back the smile even though you still felt a bit uncomfortable.

Jaemin joined your side and waited for you to step away from the shop and decide the pace.

You walked in silence beside each other. You felt a bit nervous, not really being sure if you were supposed to start a conversation or not but then it dawned upon you, why the fuck was he alone there in the village anyway?

You glanced at him quickly to see if it would give you a clue to this mystery but he looked as he always did, nothing was different. So you decided to drop it and thankfully you didn’t have much more time to overthink about it because your house had now appeared in sight.

He still had a chance to take you if he wanted to, it was dark, quiet and no neighbours were close except for well...conveniently enough, him. But he didn’t. He kept his distance all the way up to the house and stepped back when you got up on the porch.

‘‘ Thank you ‘‘

‘‘ My pleasure miss ‘‘ he said with the same amused glint in his eyes.

You turned around and walked in, closing the door and locking it. Well inside you leaned on the door allowing yourself to calm down a bit.

He didn’t do anything

You shrugged and went upstairs, getting ready for bed and falling asleep not long after your head touched the pillow.

The next day he was the first thing you thought about in the morning before you jumped to your feet and rushed to put on your clothes and get to work.

You broke into a sprint constantly mumbling fuck to yourself and basically bursting in the bakery. The few customers inside and the cashier you had hired looked at you in shock.

You stopped for a bit to catch your breath before explaining, still out of breath to the cashier.

‘‘ The-Ball-I-Have-To-Bake ‘‘ you managed to press out between every breath.

The cashier gasped and immediately left the desk.

‘‘ I’ll bring you the ingredients ‘‘

You swallowed and nodded to the customers when you walked past them disappearing into the back room where you did your magic.

You put down your stuff and put on your apron already in action when the cashier came in, put the ingredients on the table and hurried out again.

You ended up making several pastries and cakes to the queen’s liking and by the end - about six hours of straight baking, you were so exhausted you decided not to go to the ball.

The cashier peeked her head in about an hour before it was to start.

‘‘ I’ll send these up? ‘‘ she walked up to the finished products and you just nodded at her, drying off the sweat that had formed on your forehead.

After that you spent the rest of the hour leading up to the ball cleaning up all the mess you had created.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

You sighed, it was already closed but you have had to deal with customers knocking anyway wanting treats when you weren’t open. You put down your cleaning supplies and hurried to the door. Through the glass door you saw the outline of your neighbour.

‘‘ Jaemin? ‘‘

He shook his head and tutted at your state when you opened the door.

‘‘ Do I really look that bad? ‘‘ you said and glanced down quickly.

‘‘ For a ball, yes. Otherwise, no you look exceptional ‘‘ he said

You snorted at his flirty comment.

‘‘ I’m not going, too busy ‘‘

‘‘ What? No way. I won’t let that happen ‘‘

You turned to face him again, having walked up behind the desk to count today’s money. He leaned over the desk and tried to give you his puppy eyes.

‘‘ I can’t go like this Jaemin, sorry ‘‘ you said and shrugged your shoulders.

He scrunched his nose and stopped trying to use his puppy eyes on you now.

‘‘ I have magic ‘‘ he tilted his head when he saw this caught your attention.

‘‘ Really? You’re a jester? ‘‘ you rolled your eyes.

‘‘ What, is it not cool enough for miss or something? ‘‘ he jumped over the counter effortlessly and was now standing very close to you, closer than he’d ever been before.

They way he was towering over you basically looking down on you made you chuckle unexpectedly.

‘‘ Yeah sure it’s cool enough I guess ‘‘ you answered playfully attempting to push him out the way so you could walk past.

He put his arm out, not letting you.

‘‘ Do you use it a lot on the ladies? ‘‘ you added and held the eye-contact

He snickered and made a very cute expression which made your heart melt.

‘‘ Of course. Every time ‘‘ he said sarcastically ‘‘ Now, will you let me ‘‘ he waved to your messy state.

‘‘ I guess why not ‘‘ you said and closed your eyes.

When it was silent for a few seconds you opened them again and you saw white clouds surrounding you all around, when it had cleared and disappeared completely you could finally see his work.

You were wearing a champagne coloured silk dress that was quite tight at the top with spaghetti straps and flowed out at the bottom, highlighting your curves. Looking at you hands, they as well were polished and clean and you hair was in a sleek ponytail, feeling as if it had been washed.

‘‘ I’m impressed ‘‘ you said at last when you noticed his worried expression, anxiously waiting for your opinion.

He exhaled deeply.

‘‘ Thank god ‘‘

You giggled at his cuteness.

‘‘ Shall we go? ‘‘

‘‘ Certainly ‘‘ he answered and extended his arm for you to take.

The walk this time was also pretty quiet, the castle wasn’t too far away you could already see it from here but you just couldn’t help yourself,

‘‘ Hey Jaemin? ‘‘

‘‘ Yeah ‘‘

‘‘ What were you doing so late at night in the village yesterday? ‘‘

Although you didn’t look at him, you could feel him get a bit uncomfortable.

‘‘ Browsing I guess ‘‘ it was your turn to feel uncomfortable now, all the stores closed a lot earlier than your bakery and everyone in town knew that but he hastily added, ‘‘ The villagers told me your bakery closed very late so I thought I’d go by and buy something. Unfortunately it was closed though ‘‘ he laughed and looked down shyly when you looked at him in surprise.

‘‘ Why’s that, horrible sweet-tooth? ‘‘ you said

‘‘ No, just wanted to support my neighbour. That’s all ‘‘

You nodded and felt a bit guilty for being suspicious of him. If your guards hadn’t been down before they sure were now, basically in hell. You felt incredibly comfortable and at ease with Jaemin and you did for a moment think you were starting to fall in love with him.

This feeling would arise again when you had finally reached the castle and were greeted by the white rabbit.

‘‘ Invitations and names please ‘‘ he said in a stressed voice, his eyes all the time looking back and forth, darting between guests.

The jester gave the rabbit one of his charming smiles and you watched as he interacted with other people, even that was attractive, god what was wrong with you?

He fixed everything for the two of you, showing both of your invitations and names and you leant back letting someone else do the work for the first time in your life. It was nice, this weird feeling of being taken cared of.

He took your hand when the rabbit let you through and he lead you towards the dessert table. You raised your eyebrow at him when he started basically inhaling entire pastries of yours.

‘‘ I have to see how talented you are ‘‘ he defended himself when he saw your judging look.

You rolled your eyes and waited for him to finish, eyeing the other guests as you did. When he finally was done - after eating half the table you noticed - he dragged you out on the dance floor.

It was a slow song. You gave him a shy look, not sure if you wanted him to see how much you liked loved him or for onlookers to see that either for that matter. But he insisted, pulling you close to him and starting to rock slowly to the beat of the music. He gave you a big childish grin and you laughed, starting to move as well and letting you be drowned in this feeling.

It felt like it truly was just you and him in this world, and he would protect you and love you forever. He could do you no harm, he was amazing.

You probably radiated these feelings through the lovingly eyes you were giving him and he looked at you the same way. Everyone else faded away and it felt like you were in a fairytale, just how magical it all felt...until it didn’t,

The music was abruptly stopped and murmuring filled the hall. You didn’t have the energy to worry about it so you leaned your head again Jaemin’s chest feeling sleepy. In the distance through your dazed eyes you saw the white rabbit approach you, until he wasn’t very blurry anymore, he was clear and right in front of you clearing his throat.

‘‘ Miss you need to come with me right now ‘‘ the rabbit said in a shaky voice.

‘’ Hm? ‘‘ you said sleepily not yet leaving Jaemin’s arms.

‘‘ What’s going on? ‘‘ Jaemin said in a worriedly.

‘‘ It’s uh, something very terrible has happened to her parents sir ‘‘ the rabbit looked down on the ground under the intense stare of the jester.

‘‘ Let’s go, y/n ‘‘ he whispered to you gently and took your hand.

You had no idea what was going on but followed like a lost puppy. The rabbit lead you to a carriage which you were put in and sent off. It stopped outside your parents house, a mansion closer to Jaemin’s house than it was your own - on the outskirts of town.

‘‘ Wait here. I’ll see what’s wrong ‘‘ he said and stepped out.

Your head felt heavy, like you’d fall into eternal sleep any minute now - that’s how tired you felt, like you hadn’t slept for decades.

‘‘ y/n dear? ‘‘ the carriage door opened again and two hands extended to take your weight. You walked up to it, staggering and let yourself be lifted down.

Everything was a bit blurry but you could make out the familiar outline of your parents on the ground. They were in front of their front door and they didn’t seem to be moving. Blood was flowing out from their necks and their limbs were twisted in weird, unnatural angles.

This must’ve been the terrible thing the rabbit had been talking about...

You tried to walk towards your parents but your foot hit something. You looked down and jumped back in surprise. It was another body, no - you looked around, it was several bodies of the guards.

‘‘ What happened to them? ‘‘ you asked Jaemin in a horrified voice.

‘‘ I don’t know ‘‘ he said and bit his lip, lowering his raised right hand and entwining his left one with yours.

‘‘ Look at me y/n ‘‘

You turned to look at him, starting to feel a bit overwhelmed and scared of everything going on. You felt crazy, like you had no idea what was real and what wasn’t.

‘‘ You and I, we’re gonna live together. Far far away from here and we will be happy forever because you love me right? Say it! ‘‘ he roared the last words but you weren’t scared. You just looked at him with loving eyes.

‘‘ I love you ‘‘ you said like a robot,

completely entranced

you were his

forever

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amortentiaparker · 4 years ago

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be enough ⇒ p. parker

“Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?”

summary: peter tries to break it off when spiderman gets in between your relationship.

pairing: peter parker x fem!reader

word count: 3.4k

warnings: just one f bomb and a few swear swords sprinkled in

A/N: my first peter oneshot <3 likes and reblogs are appreciated! also, please do not repost anywhere— even if you’ll give credit.

inspired by peace - taylor swift

High school is finally over and New York was surprisingly good to you. The weather reflects the warmth in your heart whenever you think about the days of freedom ahead. You weren’t worrying too much about college, in fact you were excited for the new journey that you were going to take. With Peter attending MIT, thanks to Tony Stark’s so called pull, and you attending Boston University in the fall, you two agreed to make the most out of New York during the summer; despite already having grown up in the city.

Today, you two were set to go to Coney Island. You and Peter prided in the fact that you were New York locals, knowing every nook and cranny of the often romanticized city.

But after watching a certain Olsen twins movie during the time when he forgot his Star Wars DVDs, you two decided that it would be fun to go exploring New York through the eyes of tourists. Just last week, he purchased matching I love NYC shirts for you and him from a vendor across Delmar’s, which earned him odd looks since the residents knew that he was definitely a kid of the city.

The sky was clear and you couldn’t help but close your eyes, smile to yourself, and bask in the sunshine. You were waiting for Peter by your fire escape, knowing that he will still climb up even without his Spiderman suit. But you knew that he had it on him, no matter where he is or who he was with.

You found out about his secret identity during junior year, even when you two weren’t together yet. You felt bad that you found out accidentally, through Ned who accidentally showed you a selfie of him and Peter wearing the suit sans the mask. You remembered how red Peter’s face turned and how Ned gave him a sheepish, apologetic smile. Turns out, Peter let it slip to his best friend that he was starting to develop feelings for you which lead to Ned playing wingman.

You felt bad that the discovery happened without it going according to Peter’s terms. His shocked face and stuttering left you wanting to pinch his adorable cheeks and assure him that nothing will change. But of course things did change- but for the better.

The two of you got even closer than before during junior year. By the end of the school year, you were sure that something was definitely there, so it was disheartening when you learned that you were off to some Mediterranean country for the first month of summer break.

But even after everything, you treasured the summer time because it was when you came back from vacation with your family that Peter asked you to go on a date with him.

And now here you were, nearly a year later, wearing a blue sundress similar to the one you wore on your first date with your favorite brown-eyed boy. The window to your bedroom was open, ABBA playing softly in the background, and the summer breeze gently blowing your hair to the side. It was serene.

A ping! rang through the air.

Peter <3: you ready, pretty girl???

And within a second later, your boyfriend was already standing at your fire escape. You smiled at him and Peter returned the loving gaze. His eyes scanned you up and down which made heat rush to your cheeks.

After grabbing your belongings from a nearby desk chair, you double checked if everything in your room was in place before taking Peter’s outstretched hand to help you out the window. When you two got off the stairs, you took it as the time to check Peter out, just as he did to you.

He looked very handsome in his white button up shirt, levi’s, and blue satin jacket. You smirked when it was his turn to blush and you tugged at his jacket to give him a small kiss on the lips. You intentionally opted to leave your jacket behind so he can give you his for when the summer night breeze settles in later. Peter nudged his nose with yours once your lips have separated.

“You wore that on purpose.” You whispered teasingly as you tugged at the sleeve of his jacket; the shade similar to your dress.

“You wore that on purpose.” Peter repeated as his hand slightly pushed up the hem of your dress with the palm of his hand.

You felt that familiar heat on your face return, so you decided to place your head against the crook of his neck and left a kiss by his sweet spot. Giggling, you pulled away when he groaned.

“We’re gonna be late, pretty boy.” You grabbed his hand and proceeded to tug him along as you skipped down the pavement.

Luckily, it was a weekday, meaning that even though it was a nice summer day, there weren’t many children around to wreak havoc on the amusement area. There were old couples, but there were also teenagers hanging out with their friends. You and Peter giggled to each other like children when you two recognized some younger students in Midtown that were obviously on their awkward first date.

“Ice cream or cotton candy?” He asks as he snakes an arm around your waist and places a chaste kiss on your shoulder.

The two of you eventually got some ice cream on waffle cones, but that was after you spent your energy playing games and riding the attractions. You argued that Peter might throw up if you two got the ice cream right before getting on the cyclone.

The sun has set by now, and the night sky is illuminated by the stars up above. Bright lights overpower the darkness, creating a glow on everybody’s faces. And as you expected, Peter’s jacket was now around your shoulders. It didn’t take a lot of convincing anyways, his heightened senses immediately noticing the goosebumps that littered your skin.

You two walked hand in hand by the boardwalk, with his thumb occasionally rubbing circles on your knuckles- which the butterflies in your stomach went frantic for.

You two shared a giddy smile, as if an unspoken inside joke had just occurred, but you knew it was just Peter sensing the flips your heart is currently doing. In the back of your mind, there was a voice saying that he’d still know either way if he didn’t have his spidey senses. You found yourself giggling out loud at how adorably ridiculous “spidey senses” sounded.

“Whatcha laughing at?” Peter playfully squinted his eyes at you.

“Nothing.” You laughed even harder which caused your boyfriend to tug you closer to him.

Peter raised his ice cream closer to your face and you squealed and tried to get free from his grasp. He was eating triple chocolate for god's sake!

“Tell me,” He chuckled and brought the cone closer. “Or else.”

“Is that a threat, Spiderman?” You whispered the last bit.

The grin on your boyfriend’s face widened and next thing you knew, you felt the cold touch your cheek. You gasped, but didn’t pull away. All you wanted was to listen to Peter’s contagious laugh forever.

The laughter died down, but a look of content washed over both your faces, a faint smile still painted on your mouth.

Peter brought a thumb to wipe away the ice cream smudge on your cheek. It was as if time slowed down and he was the only thing on your mind.

He has consumed your thoughts and there’s not a day that goes by in which you don’t think about him. You can see that his hand still hovered over the side of your face and his eyes held a sparkle that not even the fireworks that were bound to go off later could match. I’m so in love with Peter, you thought to yourself.

Pink blossomed across Peter’s freckled face and you knew that you had accidentally broadcasted your thoughts aloud.

“I’m so in love with you too.” He said, voice soft- but you could hear it clearly above all the noise.

“We should go to the park.” You suggested. Peter knew exactly what you were referring to as he admired the dreamy gaze on your face.

He nodded and laced your hands together once more. He placed a kiss on your forehead and you sighed in contentment. Life was good, peaceful even.

The walk was filled with laughter and stories exchanged between you two. Whether it was a memory already told or one that was dug up from the back of your minds.

You quickly spotted the familiar wooden bench and the two of you made your way towards it. It was perched next to a tree which gave the perfect amount of shade, not that you needed it tonight though.

You ran your fingers over the wood and smiled wistfully, “This is where you first kissed me.”

“Yeah,” Peter nodded before chuckling. “I was so nervous.”

“I know,” You teased. “But you’re big, ol’ strong Spiderman.”

“Spiderman doesn’t kiss,” Peter rolled his eyes playfully. “But so did I, so I didn’t know what to do.”

You couldn’t help but smile at your boyfriend’s sudden shyness. Looking around, you noticed that the park was mostly empty save for the vendors and a few women in business attire. But nevertheless, nobody was paying attention to each other.

You swung your legs over Peter’s, you sitting on his lap as you faced him. His arms found place on your hips on instinct and for a moment, the two of you sat there, eyes flickering from the other’s eyes and lips.

You only got one kiss in when Peter gently pushed you away from him and he stood up from the bench, alertness and caution evident on his face.

“I’m so sorry, baby.” He pleaded, guilt dripping from his voice.

“What-”

He quickly pulled you to the side and unzipped his backpack. A frown settled on your face as you saw the teddy bear he had won you earlier next to the familiar spandex suit. Settling behind the large tree, Peter started to undress and got into his suit, frantically looking around to see if anyone was watching. You did the same and made sure there was no onlooker.

As you were about to express your concern, a sudden explosion filled your ears, causing you to scream.

“Shit!” Peter exclaimed. His gloved hands pulled you to him. “Are you okay?”

All you could do was nod as the two of you looked over to where black smoke was rising into the already polluted air. An orange glow started to show, but it was not calming like the one back in the amusement park. Unable to speak, you listened to Peter and heard him talking to Karen about the commotion.

“Y/N,” He pulled you from your thoughts. “Stay here, okay? Don’t go anywhere, not until I’m back.”

“But, Pete--”

“Baby, please,” You could hear the desperation in your boyfriend’s voice. “Karen already predicts it won’t spread here so just stay, please.”

“Okay,” You frantically nodded. “I love you, be safe. Please, please be safe.”

Tears were starting to blur your vision and the last thing you could properly comprehend was Peter slightly lifting his mask to press a kiss to your forehead before he swung away with his webs.

An hour has passed, and you were still shaking in fear by the bench. You had clutched Peter’s backpack to your chest and tried to calm yourself down by taking in his scent that lingered on the jacket. A faint scent of smoke filled your nostrils, but you clung to the smell of cinnamon mixed with fresh linen.

You received multiple texts from friends and family, but only gave them a short reply reassuring them that you’re fine. Physically, you were, but your mind was going into dark places. Your thoughts couldn’t stop from conjuring up negative ones. As much as you wanted to check on Peter, you knew that it would not benefit anybody because it would distract him from doing his job.

“We gotta go!” Peter suddenly appeared in front of you. He didn’t wait for an answer before he pulled you into him, right arm secured around your torso.

You squealed as you two ascended into the New York skyline. You just hoped that your nails weren’t digging holes into Peter’s suit because of how hard you were clinging onto him.

“Peter!” You cried out. You heard him mutter an apology under his breath as he continued to shoot webs from building to building.

You kept your head tucked under his neck throughout the entire journey. You didn’t even know where you two were going but the fear mixing in with the adrenaline held you back from asking questions.

You felt Peter’s momentum slow down and you noticed that it was brighter and louder now. Honks from taxi cabs clashed with sirens from fire trucks. He helped you settle on your feet, and kept you steady when your legs went all wobbly.

You were at your fire escape.

Taking a few deep breaths, your heartbeat eventually calmed down and you took in Peter’s shaking form. You heard him let out a sob and panic rose in your chest again.

“Baby, hey, what’s wrong?” You asked with a soft tone, and started to gently lift up the bottom part of his mask.

His breathing was frantic and you continued to completely take off the mask that clung to his skin. Peter wasn’t meeting your eye and you knew that his senses were still going haywire. You cupped his face in your hands.

“Hey, Pete..” You cooed. “Breathe with me, yeah?”

You two started to synchronize your breathing pattern and you felt his jaw starting to relax underneath your touch. He finally looked you in the eyes and the tears forming in his waterline broke your heart.

“Are you hurt?” You asked, starting to open your bedroom window with one hand while the other remained on his cheek.

“I—” Peter started but eventually let out a sigh. He started helping you lift up the window and helped you crawl inside your room.

You were confused when Peter was still by the stairs and wasn’t budging.

“Come on in, it’s okay.” You reassured him. You knew by the look on his face that he was blaming himself for how your night turned from peaceful to one involving you inhaling in smoke.

“Come here, it’s okay,” You stretched out your arms and started to pull him into your room. You knew that he was complying since you wouldn’t be able to move him by an inch if he wasn’t.

Your arms didn’t let go, but rather tightened around Peter’s figure when he set foot into your bedroom. You rested your head against his chest and let the faint sound of his heartbeat calm you down. A small smile crept on your face his hand rested on your waist and the other started caressing your hair softly.

“I’m sorry.” He let out. You only hummed in return, letting him know that you were genuinely fine with the events of tonight. “We should—”

You kept quiet, waiting for him to finish his sentence. You pulled away when he didn’t.

“We should what, Pete?” You whispered as your hand came up to cup his cheek again. To be honest, you didn’t know why the two of you were whispering. The apartment was empty and you wouldn’t be bothering anyone.

“We should..” Peter trailed off once again. You could hear him swallow because of how quiet it was in your room. “We should break up.”

You immediately retracted your hand, “What?”

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Tears were fully streaming down his face now. “But it’s for the best.”

You could not comprehend what he was saying. Something definitely happened earlier by the fire that was causing him to say such things. You never pushed Peter to tell you about things going on with his life as a superhero.

Of course, you ask him to share fun stories and what it’s like, but never have you pushed him to share the horrors that he has seen. You know Peter well enough that he will tell you about it whenever he was ready. And you respect that. But this time was different.

“Peter, what happened?” You asked firmly.

“It’s– it’s me, okay? You being with me is dangerous and I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”

“Peter, what happened?” You repeated, crossing your arms. “At the fire. You know that I am perfectly capable of handling myself.”

He lets out a frustrated groan and buries his face in his hands, “I know that! Don’t you think I know that? But.. but out there, there are seriously messed up people that won’t go down from a pepper spray to the face.”

You softly gasped as he started to raise his voice, but you stood your ground, “Peter, what—”

“He said your name!”

The room was quiet now. Silence between you and Peter had always been comfortable, the kind that only two people that truly understood each other rejoiced in. But you didn’t like the silence that followed after Peter’s words. His eyes bloodshot, and the lips you absolutely adored wobbling.

“He said your name, Y/N..” Peter continued with his shaky voice. “Said he knew you.. that you were my weakness.. and then I was filled with so much rage I lost control and he still got away.”

“Oh, Peter.” You cried. Tears were now falling down your face too as you cradled Peter in your arms. He was bigger than you, but right now, a scared boy shivered in your embrace.

You could never be mad at him. Not truly. And you understood where he was coming from. You would find yourself doing the same thing if you two switched places.

The two of you continued to hug each other in the dark, with silent tears running down your faces. But by the time you felt each other’s breathing to calm down, you two got up from the carpeted floor and you helped Peter get dressed.

It was quiet when you helped him out of his suit that smelled like smoke and into some fresh pairs of sweatpants and corny graphic t-shirt that he left by your place.

Eventually, you two settled on your bed, with Peter resting his head on your chest and you running your fingers through his chocolate curls. The silence was better this time around. But still, words need to be said and this was not some argument you two could just set aside for another day.

“Please don’t leave me.” You whispered and you felt Peter tense up.

“Never.” He found himself saying. But it was true. Peter could never leave you, no matter the circumstance.

“I love you so much, Pete..” You started. “And the guy from earlier was probably just some lowlife loser who starts fires with cheap hardware store gas.”

Peter’s contagious laugh rang softly in your ears and you continued your little speech. “So who the fuck cares about what he says? You’re a goddamn Avenger.”

Peter lifted his head and rested his chin by your stomach, “Yeah, but..”

“No buts, Parker,” You tutted. “I can kick some ass myself, ya know?”

Your boyfriend laughed once again and Peter found himself hovering over you. He placed a kiss on your nose as he laced one of your hands together.

“And I can teach you some sweet Spiderman moves.” Peter smiled against your lips and you found yourself mirroring his expression.

“I’m sorry. I’m an idiot for trying to break up with you.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for, Pete.” You reassured him, squeezing his hand that was holding yours for extra measure.

You two fell asleep in each other’s arms after mindless talking and soft lingering kisses on each other’s lips. It was a cold summer night but Peter was right there, keeping your brittle heart warm.

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