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call me by your name | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: non-idol au, boyfriend!seokmin, crying!seokmin, some pouting, minor misunderstanding, mentions of feeling inadequate, mentions of jealousy, lots of kissing, fluff (and angst if you squint a bit), petnames ("sweetheart", "sweetpea")

now playing: futile devices, sufjan stevens

"Seokmin, can you come here for a minute?"

It had happened again.

Seokmin's deep brown eyes were pulled away from his phone as he shuffled his way into the kitchen, fluffy socks dragging against the ground as he approached you with wide, worried eyes. He wore a brown button-up, horn-rimmed glasses greeting you as he appeared behind you.

You hadn't called him his usual nicknames—Min, Minnie, and Seok—all day today, and you continued to refer to him as just Seokmin. You never did that unless you were angry, sad, or feeling another strong emotion, and you hadn't said anything to him about it yet.

He was waiting for you to say something to let him know what was wrong, but you said nothing. In fact, you were smiling and acting like your usual self, which meant you weren't sad or angry about anything.

Seokmin tried not to overthink, of course, but he couldn't help it: what if he had said something earlier that hurt you? What if he screwed something up without knowing? What if he had did something that made you feel unloved? Is that why you stopped calling him by his nicknames?

"Yes?" Seokmin's voice was pitched up a bit as he came and rested his head on your shoulder, to which you leaned your head on his.

He said nothing, but his heart broke a little more, confusion etching his features as his lips pursed together in a little pout (that you couldn't see).

"Which one would you like?" You offered a paper menu to him, phone open to Doordash as you were choosing your order from a Korean takeout place. He picked something absentmindedly, brain still flying a mile a minute trying to figure out why you were calling him by his whole name.

"Okay, Seokmin, thank you." You pecked his cheek quickly, closing the menu as you started to input your orders in. His eyes were watering now, and his nose was starting to run as he fell quiet, obviously not wanting to be loud or annoying to you.

Seokmin shuffled his way back to the couch, tears flowing freely now. He didn't know why he felt so strongly about the fact you weren't calling him Minnie or Seok, but it really did make him worry.

He felt inadequate at this moment, feeling as if he didn't offer you enough love to be called by his nicknames. Seokmin felt jealous, jealous that there could be other people out there—other males out there—making you feel better than he could.

After you finished placing the order, you went into the living room, stopping short at the sight of your boyfriend crying to himself.

You were confused beyond belief—why was your boyfriend crying? He didn't seem sad or bothered by anything, so why did he start sobbing out of the blue? Did you do something to him? Did you say something to him that hurt his feelings? Did you ignore him for too long?

"Oh my god, Seokmin? What's—what's wrong?" You asked, rushing to his side as you collapsed on the couch beside him. He fell silent, still sobbing as he pawed at his eyes like an agitated child.

You were confused as to why he was crying, hand on his thigh as you shushed him, pushing his hair away from his tear-streaked cheeks. He continued to cry into his hands until you finally got him to quiet down, and you then took your hands in his, still wiping at his wettened cheeks.

"Seokmin?" You asked again, and he removed his hands away from his eyes, gaze sharp and pressing as he muttered "It's that."

"What?" You pressed, confused, and Seokmin sighed, lips quivering as he continued. "You keep calling me Seokmin." He said his name with such venom you almost jumped at the sheer emotion you felt from his words, and you tried your hardest to understand, eyes falling to his hands that were laying limply in yours. He wasn't even holding them.

"Why do you keep calling me Seokmin? You always call me Minnie, Seok, Kyeom, or some other nickname you come up with for me, but today you've not said one. You've only called me Seokmin. Did I do something wrong? Did I say something that—that hurt you? I don't even know what I did—why aren't you calling me by my names? What did I even do?" Seokmin started to ramble, voice growing higher and his speed picking up as you watched him in surprise, taking his hands in yours once again.

"Hey, hey, Seok." You released a breath you didn't know you were holding, and your boyfriend looked back up at you from his shoes, tears falling again as his eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"I'm not mad at you, and you didn't say or do anything wrong," You reassured him, scooting closer as you turned his face to yours softly as he looked at you with wide, lost brown eyes.

"I just got caught up in my day. I was so busy with finishing work and cleaning the house and ordering us dinner that I just—I just forgot about you. I forgot the most important thing." You sighed, hands trailing down Seokmin's face as your fingertips tickled his jaw.

"If anything, I thought you were mad at me. You were crying, and you never cry without telling me why." You say softly, and Seokmin shakes his head softly, barely moving as you pressed a kiss to his still-quivering lips.

"I love you, you know that? Whether I call you Seokmin, Minnie, Kyeom, or baby, know that I'll love you forever and always tell you if something's wrong. You never have to wonder about me, okay? Always ask me." You pleaded, and Seokmin nodded again, sighing as you took him in for another kiss.

"I'm sorry again, Minnie." You apologize, and Seokmin wipes the tears from his face, nodding as his cheeks stain a red color. "I forgive you. I'm sorry that I overreacted."

"You didn't overreact. I would react the same way if you stopped calling me sweetpea or sweetheart." You smiled, and Seokmin's hand slipped around your waist as he smiled, kissing your lips softly as his chapstick tickled your kiss-swollen ones.

"I won't ever stop." Seokmin promises, smiling again as you lean in and kiss him again, and again, and again—as if apologizing for every nickname you have that you hadn't called him in ages.

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[idanceuntilidie]

Can I request a yandere!cowboy x male reader please

I tried my best it’s the first time i wrote a cowboy and in the middle of my research i got distracted by home on the range sobs

In a small town the news spread like wildfire, it is very typical and you expected that.

Your pa passed away recently, and he passed his farm onto you. Tired from the noise of the city you decided not to sell it but just move in.

It wasn’t easy, getting up at the crack of dawn was hard getting used to and the farm was huge. You wondered how in the world pa was able to take care of everything himself.

Well the answer came to you actually, on a beautiful black horse.

You were running around the farm, trying to find the forage for pigs.

When you noticed someone on a horse riding in the direction of the farm. You stopped in your tracks as you watched a man hop off the horse.

Hm, you have an intruder on your farm.

You should do something, but you only watched as the stranger took off his hat and ran his hand through his hair.

“My my, aren’t ya just a cutie”

Your face burned when his honey brown eyes looked into yours. You didn’t know if it was from the sun of the hot cowboy that appeared out of nowhere.

Noticing your state you saw him chuckle lightly.

“I’m Cassidy, I helped your pops when he was around, my condolences by the way” “Oh OH it’s fine really uh uh I’m Y/N”

And thus that’s how your friendship bloomed, Cass helped you around the farm and in return you cooked for him. It was peaceful, almost.

The only weird thing that happened was people in the town thinking you two were together, when you asked Cass about it he laughed and said it’s just some rumors that people liked to spread.

Haha yeah there is no way he could be feeling something towards you right? Right?

The question buzzed in your mind as you groggily opened your eyes to see that you weren’t in your room but in the kitchen tied up to a chair.

What in the world happened to you?

The sun was shining brightly at your face, making your furrow your eyebrows and eyes gloss over, then you heard a familiar chuckle.

“Cass..?” You croaked, feeling so tired.

“Hi Sweetpea, slept well?”

“What did you..” you groaned in pain, you heard Cass get closer to you, grabbing your face

so you would look at him.

“ ‘m so sorry that it had to come to this sweets, you’re so dense it was cute”

His grasp was harsh, painful even. It made you whine in pain.

You closed your eyes out of pain.

Cassidys hot breath tickled your face, as you felt him lean in and kiss you.

“You’re mine now sweetpea”

[emo-trash101]

helloo since the ramshackle pilot came out today could you possibly do something with either the trio with a m!reader orrrr Skipp x M!reader ?? please and thank you ! ♥️

Ofc! And I loved the pilot, and I accidentally made a joke when I started watching it and then it ended up being like the entire ending and yeah. It was delightful. But I'm doing this as headcannons, but just let me know if you want a oneshot instead

Skipp x M! Reader

Pronouns: Second person, implied male

Tw: Nothing, this is perfect (jkjk)

- This boy...this sweet precious apple loving boy.

- Honestly I think he might love you more than apples. Skipp seems like the kinda guy who falls hella hard. Like full on collision with concrete hard.

- He probably fell for you first, he seems like a "Love at first sight" kinda guy.

- And him crushing on you is a little bonkers at moments. He takes it as wanting to be extra extra best friends with you.

- It turns into y'all being attached at the hip for Vinnie and Stone to be like "Yo, you have a crush"

- After that, skipp has a whole revaluation on y'alls relationship, he may be missing for a day or two.

- Eventually he does come to the conclusion that he likes you and basically immediately tells you.

- Like y'all are just trying to pickpocket some woman and then he's like "I think I'm in love with you"

- Safe to say that woman's cash was kept in tact.

- Afterwards you guys start dating.

- I think dating Skipp would be...interesting?

- He's very loyal and cares about his friends and family, but I think some people forget he is also very spontaneous like Vinnie.

- Like y'all could be having a heart felt conversation and then "Omg a bird!"

- He is the definition of adhd

- I think he'd call you my boy a lot. I have no reason to think that but it feels correct.

- It would be like "Oh yeah, me and my boy got 50 cents"

- Makes total sense.

- He would also probs call you those sickeningly sweet pet names like honey bunny or sweetpea (I use those 😭)

- Vinnie also proceeds to tease him.

- I feel like Skipp wouldn't have a preferred love language?

- Like he feels like the kinda guy who would just love loving and being loved. He's not too picky about how.

- In all, a 9/10 boyfriend, get him some adhd meds please 🙏

I wrote this at work with my manager reading it 😭😭😭

[panandinpain0]

Help the second you wrote about a twin I was thinking male!mcgonagall!reader (or any I’m just a too-gay-to-function dude) x draco

then draco showed up

so bye bye draco (unless) (maybe reader makes him less of an asshole) (I can fix him trope?) (but like confronting him for being weird to his sister and forcing character development) (yk who I am) (what I am) (why I am) (acty do you bc that would be nice to know) (I should stop now) (ok done)

Unsolicited Advice

Excited to see Draco's character development after this 🤭

@@@

Requested by: @mailmango

Draco Malfoy x Male!Hufflepuff!McGonagall!Reader

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Wow, (Y/N) really should not have taken potions again this year. Granted, he had taken it last year… and failed. And it was a required class- but he should have requested an alternative. Rolling his eyes, (Y/N) wiped at the smudged ink on the side of his hand.

A book was dropped on the floor just a few feet away, startling (Y/N) out of his frustration. Draco Malfoy’s gaze darted around to see if anyone had noticed him drop the book he was holding, cheeks lightly flushed from what (Y/N) could only assume was embarrassment.

Quickly picking up the book, Draco found an empty table nearby and tried to suavely saunter over to it, but it looked more like a poor attempt to recover from his previous accident. As he watched Draco sit and pull out his things to study, (Y/N) recalled what his twin sister, Sweetpea, as their parents had fondly nicknamed her, had told him about Draco bothering her.

He wasn’t about to go out of his way to scold or intimidate Malfoy, but seeing as he was right here… He knew his sister could handle herself and would ask him for help if she wanted to, but this was the perfect opportunity to tell Draco what was what. (Y/N) considered the consequences this action would have as he put away his things. Whether he went through with it or not he needed a break from studying.

Silently nodding his head, (Y/N) decided to confront Malfoy.

Even if he wasn’t harassing his sister, Malfoy needed a wakeup call. At least, that was (Y/N)’s reasoning.

Slinging his bag over his shoulder (Y/N) approached Draco, who was surprisingly alone. Where were his lackey’s?

(Y/N) cleared his throat to catch Malfoy’s attention, “Malfoy?”

Draco looked him up and down before scoffing, returning his gaze to the book on the table in front of him.

This thoroughly ticked (Y/N) off, leading to him slamming the book Draco was reading shut. The nerve of this punk! He only raised an eyebrow as Draco objected.

“You can take a few moments to listen to what I have to say,” (Y/N) shot back in response to Draco’s, ‘Hey!’.

“And who are you, exactly?” Draco’s glare deepend as he leaned back in his seat with crossed arms, looking up at (Y/N).

“(Y/N) McGonagall.”

The only recognition (Y/N) received was a petty blink, but he took that as enough and continued.

“My sister was telling me you were bothering her-”

“I wasn’t bothering her, I was flirting with her, and if Potter hadn’t-”

(Y/N) leaned forward with a look that could kill, and Draco decided (completely on his own) that it was time to shut up.

“Harassment and flirting are not the same things, especially when she’s actively asking you to leave her alone,” (Y/N)’s words dripped with poison and Draco’s eyes widened. “The worst part is that it's not just my sister- it’s other girls too. And if you’re not bothering people you’re bullying them.” Draco noticed the way (Y/N)’s brows creased with anger, eyes aflame with the passion he had for this issue. It took him aback.

It wasn’t like this was the first time someone had told him this, but a complete stranger- and a Hufflepuff no doubt- standing up to him took him by surprise. Draco inspected his face further but he didn’t recall doing anything to this guy- they’d never even met. The only thing he knew was that his sister was the Hufflepuff girl he’d been asking out and they were both McGonagall’s.

“Nothing to say to that?” (Y/N) shook his head at Draco expectantly after not receiving any response, straightening his stance. With a sigh he continued, “Just leave my sister alone. Maybe if you were nicer to people you’d have more friends that aren’t afraid of you- or should I say afraid of your father?” (Y/N) rolled his eyes and took a step back from the table.

Draco seemed to snap out of his trance and regained his glare. “What do you know anyways? I have just enough friends and I never asked you for advice.”

Shaking his head, (Y/N) knocked gently on the table, “Well, if you change your mind come and find me.”

Draco watched him walk away, glare falling as he thought about what (Y/N) had said. Aside from the fact that he was extremely out of line, he was kind of attractive… not that Draco would ever think of a boy like that.

…

Draco sat with a slumped posture, picking at his dinner, fork moving a pea across his plate slowly.

“Catch it!”

Goyle snorted in response to Crabbe’s shout, opening his mouth to catch a grape Crabbe was about to throw over Draco’s head.

Reaching up to snatch Crabbe’s wrist, Draco glared up at him. “If you throw one more grape I will hex you.” The venom in his voice had Crabbe shrinking in his hold, putting down the grape and eating his dinner after Draco let him go. Goyle followed his actions.

Usually Draco would dismiss the guilt he felt after making Crabbe and Goyle feel bad, but after (Y/N) talked to him today he couldn’t.

Maybe the Hufflepuff had a point, Draco thought as he glared down at his food, not that he would ever admit it out loud.

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Et Voila! I hope you enjoyed and I really like doing the whole branching off thing with the same universe of characters and (Y/N)'s.

-Author Max <3

[brook1yn-baby]

poison

pc!stan oneshot <3

characters; post covid stan x fem reader

warnings; dom/sub themes, fem+male masturbation, exhibitionism kinda, praise+degradation, petnames (sweetpea, baby), daddy kink, smut with aftercare 💋

a/n; this is for the anon that requested pc stan nsfw i’m dumb and accidentally deleted the ask 😪 thank u for requesting, it made my day teehee

stan hated his job.

okay, maybe that was a little dramatic. his job was…bearable. the pay was good, hours were flexible, he was basically his own boss and he worked from home. an online whiskey consultant wasn’t exactly a job he’d expected to be doing, especially so late in his life, but he was definitely passionate about it. or was it the alcohol he was passionate about? he could never quite tell. even so, he didn’t dread getting up every morning to answer calls from businessmen who had nothing better to spend their money on than copious amounts of whiskey.

but, right now, as he sits by his desk in his office on the phone to some guy who just can’t decide between two different bottles, he hates his job. and no, it wasn’t because the guy had spent the past twenty minutes mumbling to himself about the price and still hadn’t made a decision. it was during those twenty minutes that stan decided he hated his job. because during those twenty minutes, you’d walked into his office, sat on the sofa across from him and spread your legs, revealing that you were wearing nothing under your skirt.

god, stan really, really hated his job.

he couldn’t speak. even if he could, he wouldn’t be allowed. dirty-talking his pretty little tease of a girlfriend while on the phone with a client probably wasn’t the best look for the company. still, he just couldn’t pull his eyes away from your slow, gentle fingers as they slipped over your chest, stopping to pinch your nipples. the look on your face was enough to get him hard: bottom lip between your teeth, eyes half-lidded, staring right at him. there was probably the beginning of a smirk somewhere in there too, but stan was too busy watching your slutty display to check.

you knew for a fact this would end in a punishment. sure, stan loved how needy, how desperate you were for him, but always said the same thing when you were begging him to touch you; ‘good girls are patient. y’gonna be a good girl for daddy?’

usually, you’d whine, but nod and leave him be until he decided you deserved a reward. today was different. you weren’t gonna give him the chance to say anything. you’d woken up and his side of the bed was empty, you’d eaten breakfast, lunch and dinner alone, you’d gone grocery shopping and even carried all of the bags inside by yourself. he’d been in his office all day, and you were sick of it.

so, as your finger runs slow circles on your clit and his eyes darken, you know you’ve finally gotten his attention. the guy on the phone must’ve said something important, because stan has to drag his eyes away from you for a second, mumbling as he quickly types something on his computer, sighing. you giggle at his frustration, but stop promptly as he gives you a certain look; one that says ‘i’m not done with you yet’.

you take it in your stride, pushing a single digit into yourself, letting out a hushed whimper and grinning up at him. you knew it was taking everything in him to not throw his phone down and fuck you stupid. instead, he palmed at his cock through his pants, his face stoic. when you slip another finger in though, your moans a little louder now, his breath catches in his throat. he continues talking to the man on the other end of the phone, but there’s an edge to his voice, like he’s about to snap any second and hang up. you fuck yourself with your fingers, slowly, letting him watch you adjust to the feeling. fuck, you were still so tight. stan’s practically sweating now, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out. he’s so hard it looks painful. he grabs his tip, wiping the precum down his length and pumping his dick as he stares at you, almost in awe of how much of a whore he’d turned you in to.

you would’ve never pulled this stunt when you first started dating.

he smirks as you bring your other hand back to your chest, swirling your fingertips around your nipple, grabbing and pinching, desperate for more stimulation. it wasn’t enough, and he knew it. you both knew it. it wasn’t him.

stan must’ve reached his breaking point as he cuts off the man on the phone. “look, dude, it’s not hard. get the macallan.” his hand leaves his dick to type something, then returns to jerking himself off as soon as the guy agrees and says he’ll order that one. he exchanges quick, strained pleasantries before basically throwing his phone onto the desk.

he doesn’t move for a few seconds. you stop your movements, removing your fingers and sitting still on the couch, full of adrenaline and lust.

then, he laughs. it’s quiet, and with his head down, you can barely hear him. he leans back in his chair, cock still upright and dripping as he looks down at you. “you wanna tell me what the fuck you’re doing?” his words are sharp and harsh, and it’s obvious he’s pissed. still, you give him the least nervous smile you can muster. you weren’t used to taking the reigns for once, or atleast trying to. stan was usually the one to instigate anything in your relationship, and as much as you liked him being soft with you, you needed something else. it was like an itch you couldn’t scratch- you knew he was capable of going harder on you, you just had to push him. luckily for you, this seemed to do it.

you hum quietly. “nothin’.”

that makes him laugh again. but it’s louder, a lot louder, and there’s an air of anger to it. “nothin’, huh?” he nods gently. then, slowly, he stands up, looking down at you still sat cautiously on the couch. his dick twitches against his stomach as he watches you from this new angle. he leans down slightly, hand coming to your jaw to hold your head towards him. “did i tell you to stop?”

you could’ve come from just the way he looked down at you. still holding his gaze, you bring your fingers back to your cunt, pushing two digits back inside. you rest your head on his hand as you fuck yourself, fast and messy, desperate to reach your high before he can take it away from you. he brushes a few stray hairs from your face, rubbing your cheek gently as he coos at your soft whimpers- it was so humiliating, and it made you even wetter. “there’s my obedient little girl.” his voice is quiet. he watches you intently, his cock still throbbing against his stomach. it was so difficult for him to just watch you and not touch himself.

it’s not hard to finish; you clench around your fingers, legs shaking as he pets your hair, whispering obscenities through your orgasm. your breathing is heavy when you finally settle down, as is stan’s. you go to remove your fingers, the warning signs of overstimulation already prominent, but stop when you feel stan’s large hand wrap around your wrist, keeping yours in place. his other grips your chin a little tighter. he tuts gently. “you wanted to be a little slut,” his voice is low and it sends a shiver down your spine, “so i’m gonna treat you like one.”

his hand moves slowly, coercing your fingers inside of yourself and you let him, curling them to reach your sweet spot, all while letting out strained moans. he ignores your whining, simply repeating his earlier words; you had decided to act like a whore, and you were gonna be punished for it. by now, the line between pain and pleasure had blurred. you couldn’t tell whether the ache in your core was from exhaustion or another building orgasm, but it didn’t matter anyway. you force your eyes open when he takes his hand from your chin, watching through blurry vision as he jerks himself off and pushes your fingers deeper inside of you. it was so intoxicating, so embarrassingly delicious. you were a squirming mess next to him, babbling as your second orgasm hit you like a freight train.

you can barely speak as it passes. you’re begging by this point, soft whimpers and pained ‘please’s, though you’re unsure whether you’re begging for it to stop or for him to finally fuck you. stan seems to get the message, wiping the stray tears from your pink cheeks and removing his hand from your wrist. “s’too much baby?” his words are soft, but the grin on his face is smug. you nod pitifully, sniffling, legs still shaky. suddenly, his hand snakes up your spine, coming to grab at your hair and pushing you back on the couch. his hands pull you up to your knees, leaving you face down and arched. “too fuckin’ bad, slut.” you hear his voice behind you, then feel his cock slap against your pussy. you’re dripping and sore from your first two orgasms and you’re not sure if you can handle a third, but it’s blaringly obvious you don’t get a choice as he pushes into you.

it stings, and leaves you tearing up again as he bottoms out, but fuck, does it feel good. it’s like he’s made to fuck you. your whole body ached, and you were pretty sure your legs were about to collapse, but as he slams into you, you can’t focus on anything but how big he feels inside of you. he was already close, his movements sloppy and harsh, but he was making the most of this. he needed to make sure he taught you a lesson.

your hands grab onto anything they can; you grasp at the couch, trying to hold yourself up as each of his thrusts seem harder than the last. he clutches at your hips with strong, thick fingers, squeezing slightly as he nears orgasm, urged on by your muffled moans and tears. you manage to come again, but it’s overshadowed by the pain searing through your whole body. you let yourself fall forward into the soft cushions on the couch, stan now fully supporting your bottom half as he pushes in a few more times, bottoming out with a strained grunt when he finishes inside of you.

as soon as he pulls out, you feel disgusting. you’re sticky with sweat and come, shaking and tearing up on the couch. you hear him recollect himself, feel the space next to you dip as he takes a seat, panting. his attention is immediately on you. he places a soft hand on your leg, rubbing gentle circles on your thigh. you sit up shakily, wiping your eyes as he gestures for you to sit on his lap, arms wide. you don’t hesitate to crawl onto him, settling comfortably with your face buried in his neck, whispering teary apologies. he presses a chaste kiss to your forehead, shushing you softly. “s’okay, baby,” he mutters, still holding you close to his chest, “just wanted daddy’s attention, didn’t you?”

you nod, his hand reaching up to brush through your hair. it was true; you weren’t used to him being so busy with work, and it was weird not being around him all day. you had gotten so comfortable in your domesticated daily routine with stan that when he wasn’t there when you woke up, or when you ate, or when you were out running errands, everything felt wrong.

he puts two fingers under your chin, pulling you up to look at him. his expression softens as he wipes your tears, placing a tender kiss to your lips. “i’m not angry, baby. just can’t let you act out without punishing you,”

you understood. this was the first time you’d gone against his rules and, as incredible as you felt during, it was gonna be hard coming down after that. fortunately, stan was there to help you through. “gonna go get a cloth to clean you up, okay baby? be a good girl and stay here,”

he slides you from his lap back to the couch, bending down to press a final kiss to your forehead, then getting up to leave with a proud grin. he’d definitely taught you a lesson.

[jungle-angel]

Dude, Where's My Underwear? (Frat!Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: Rhett has a royal freak out after a Friday night rager at the frat house and literally no one can remember what happened

Warnings: Frat life, waking up with an unholy hangover, reader missing her underwear, implied orgies etc.

Tagging: @floydsmuse @attapullman @sebsxphia @bradleybeachbabe

Notes: RIP Toby Keith, without "Red Solo Cup" I never would've gotten the idea for this fic (lol).

Rhett slowly blinked his eyes open, his vision blurred even as he rubbed away the sleepy grog.

The house was a fucking shithouse mess.

Everybody who was too drunk to stumble home had passed out on the floor with everything in disarray. Red solo cups were strewn everywhere along with a bunch of pool noodles, fading glow sticks, empty bottles and a huge pile of cans that had built up in the living room. Not since him and the rest of his Delta Tau brothers had cleaned up a notorious hoarder den off campus, had he ever seen a shithouse mess like this.

The light from the kitchen and living room windows had hit him with the white hot intensity of a thousand exploding suns, his head throbbing at the sight of it. It took everything in Rhett's power not to puke as he crawled towards the coffee table where his phone began vibrating.

"Aw fuck," he groaned when he felt his stomach lurch. It took him a minute to settle, but when he finally did, he picked up his phone and saw your contact picture.

"Hi baby," he croaked.

"You ok?" you chuckled.

"Debatable," he answered. "Where are you?"

"I'm at the grocery store," you answered. "You need anything?"

"Some Tylenol and the will to live would be great babes."

You laughed a little bit. "Alright I'll bring it over and make everybody a hangover breakfast," you told him. "Just promise me one thing though?"

"What's up?"

"No more Friday night ragers until finals are done?"

"I make no such promises sweetpea," he chuckled.

You laughed again knowing that him and his brothers would probably be doing it all again at some point or another. "Oh before you go," you said. "I'm gonna run to Wal Mart and get some extra supplies and some clean clothes. I'm missing a pair of panties and I have no idea where they went."

Rhett suddenly clenched his lip, his eyes practically bugging out of his head when you hung up.

"MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!" he suddenly blurted out.

The pile of empty beer cans suddenly slid to the floor, clattering and clanking as Kayce rose up out of it. "Good God what a battle," he groaned. "Are there any survivors?"

"Kayce get the fuck up!!" Rhett blurted out.

"The fuck's wrong with you?" Kayce asked, running his hands over his groggy face.

"I can't find (y/n)'s panties anywhere!"

"And this is a problem why?"

"Because the last thing I want is fuckin Smitty gettin his hands on'em," Rhett told him. "That piggly little rich asshole has been after (y/n) since she started here and I'm not about to let him claim anything I've already marked."

"Dude ya'll sound like a male cat during mating season," Kayce laughed.

"I'm serious Kayce!!" Rhett blurted out. "I've gotta find her underwear and I swear if that slimy little piece of snail cum has'em......"

"Bruh did ya'll happen to look on the turtle tank?"

Rhett's gaze turned to the turtle tank near the couch. Sure enough, there they were, a pair of red lace skivies, haphazardly thrown onto the little rock inside.

"Aw fuck," Rhett laughed. "You poor little guys, I'm so sorry."

He gave Speedy, the little brown tortoise and his female mate, a few pets on the shells, letting them lean their heads into his palm. Rhett was surprised their terrarium had survived the rager but duly made a note to have one of the freshman in the dorms take them for the weekend the next time they held a rager.

He had been about to reach in and grab the pair of underwear when Speedy somehow picked them up and stretched his little head, giving the panties to Rhett.

"I have never fuckin seen'em do that before," Kayce laughed.

"Ya'll got it on video?"

"Fuck yeah I did."

Despite the nasty hangovers, the boys made an effort to try and get some sunshine into the house. You rang the doorbell a minute later with you and two other girls from the Phi Gamma sorority, coming in, your arms full of groceries for the best hangover breakfast you could possibly make.

"Oh my God this place looks like a tornado ran through here," you laughed.

"We'll get it cleaned up sweetheart," Rhett assured you. "For now I've gotta get these assholes up."

It was a Herculean task to say the least. So many people were dead drunk in every corner of the house that Rhett was half tempted to go around with the ship's bell in the kitchen and wake everyone up. Bo had passed out in the living room with at least two other idiots having used him as a pillow, Kyle was still asleep under the coffee table, Cody was right under a window with Wes not far by. Ravi had passed out upstairs with at least three other girls and Foster had passed out in his room with his boyfriend. The newly accepted pledges were mostly in the basement while others had taken to whatever space they could find.

You cracked a few eggs into the freshly buttered pan on the stove, the sizzling loud enough to rouse a few of Rhett's brothers from their deep sleep. The whole kitchen soon smelled of eggs, bacon, sausage toast and pitch black coffee that was sure to soak up all the booze from the night before.

"Thank you baby," Rhett mumbled, wrapping both his arms and the heavy couch blanket around you and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"You're welcome," you chuckled kissing him back.

"Still can't remember what the hell we did last night," he croaked, rubbing his eyes.

"Did anybody take any video evidence?" asked Jessica, Bo's girlfriend from the sorority.

"I think Foster was the only one sober enough to remember," Rhett chuckled.

Foster came stumbling down the kitchen steps a split second later, hungover like the rest of them. "Oh my God, never again," he groaned.

"Your boyfriend still upstairs?" Rhett asked him.

"Yeah he was the only one sober enough to remember what happened last night," Foster answered. "Oh wait a sec....."

Foster checked his phone and sure enough, there was an unread message from his boyfriend. "Oh fuck," he said nervously.

"Wassup?" Kayce asked him.

"You guys are gonna wanna see this."

You plated Foster's breakfast before joining Rhett at the table, watching the video evidence unfold from last night. Your jaw dropped, trying to keep in the laughter of everyone's drunken shenanigans. You couldn't contain it anymore when you heard the drunken frat boys singing "Red Solo Cup" like a bunch of screeching seagulls and saw a bunch of girls throwing their underwear all over the room.

You looked at Rhett who sheepishly handed you your skivies. "I was gonna wash'em later with everybody's clothes," he told you.

You kissed him again. "No need Rhett, you're good."

And indeed he was good.

[ivymarquis]

Intro + Masterlist

Hi! I’m Ivy and I have been known to write things on occasion. 

27 | Sapphic | Lover of dark content

I have a penchant for writing about scary men (+ women!), and am not opposed to writing smutty and/or dark content. Because of that, this blog is strictly 18+.

Minors + ageless blogs will be blocked

Dark content **is** placed under a cut for those of you who don’t wish to see it!!

Requests are currently ||open for snippets|| (pls check ((rules)) and ((F-List)) before sending requests!

Masterlist Key:

⚠️= Dark | ✨= Smut | ❗❗= Angst | ⚪ = Consensual |  ⚫ = Dub Con | 🔴 = Non Con | ✔️ = Completed Series | ⭕ = WIP Series

**UTD as of 6/5/23; Check the “my writing” tag to see if Ive posted anything that hasn’t been added to the list yet :)

Kinktober 2023 masterlist here!

OVERWATCH

Unspecified male OW!character x Reader

Heat Stroke He was a furnace and a cuddle monster- a trait you’d greatly appreciated when you’d started sleeping (as in, literally sleeping) with him in the winter. Now? The temperatures were rising and his grip was borderline suffocating at night.

Gabriel Reyes/Reaper

Gabriel throat fucking Reader   ✨⚪ Free use throat fucking kink

Kinktober Day 6 (2018)  ✨⚪ Daddy | Corset

Kinktober Day 7 (2018) ✨⚫ Praise Kink | Aphrodisiacs

Kinktober Day 10 (2018)  ✨⚪ Wax Play | Hair Pulling

Incubus!Reaper Gabriel has something to tell you. Hopefully he doesn’t have a secret wife.

Gabriel Reyes vs 2-year-old toddler Gabriel underestimates the power of a nap

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Reyes’ reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Reaper teaching his S/O how to kiss Tis what it says on the tin

Moira O’Deorain

Kinktober Day 2 (2018)  ✨⚪ Medical Play | Begging

Kinktober Day 11 (2018)  ✨⚪ Aphyxiation | Object Insertion

Moira with an affectionate S/O Headcanons of Moira with an S/O who enjoys showing random affection

Looks Can Be Deceiving  ✨⚪ Moira thinks you’d look adorable squealing underneath her.

Birdy   ⚠️✨🔴 Moira’s in rut and has plans for you.

Daddy Part of your self-appointed job as Moira’s girlfriend was to annoy her on occasion.

Us  ❗❗ You can’t overlook this.

Chocolate Kisses  ✨⚪ You agree to go on a date with Moira

Problem Solving  ✨⚪ You take control when Moira gets too stressed out.

Jack Morrison/Soldier 76** ** F!Reader fics written prior to announcement of Jack’s sexuality

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Jack’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Brat Tamer!76  ✨⚪ You weren’t acting out because you’d missed him. Definitely

Sleeping Dogs Lie  ⚠️✨🔴 Jack just wants to make you happy

Movie Night  ✨⚪ Jack starts seeing a new mother and develops some new kinks as a result.

Hang Ups  ✨⚪ Jack moves past his hang ups.

Stealth  ⚠️✨🔴 You’re not nearly as stealthy as you think you are.

Cole Cassidy** ** Older fics refer to Jesse McCree, pre name change

Kinktober Day 1 (2018)  ✨⚪ Smiles/Laughter | Deep Throating

Demon!Hanzo x Werewolf!McCree x F! Reader  ✨⚫ You decide to summon a demon and there are some… unintended consequences

Nap Time It’s just a fact that boobs make the best pillows

Gratitude  ✨⚪ Jesse shows his gratitude to his sweetpea getting a tattoo themed after him

Welcome Home, Baby  ✨⚪ Jesse comes home

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Cassidy’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Genji Shimada

Late Bloomer (I) (II)  ✨⚪✔️ Genji’s precious beta is actually an omega- one whose heat hits her like a freight train.

Dragon!Genji x Reader  ✨⚪ You’re ready to carry your lover’s eggs

Bother  ✨⚪ You figured Genji wouldn’t care for a second if your cousin was visiting. As it turned out, he cared very much.

Stay  ✨⚪ Genji hasn’t been with anyone since his near death experience. Then you join blackwatch.

Playground You and Genji go to a playground

Kitten Play  ✨⚪ Being a well respected professional in your work life is fine and all, but there’s comfort in handing the reins over to someone else.

Genji w/ S/O who struggles with penetration  ✨⚪ Tis what it says on the tin

Idol Genji has his own way of wishing you good luck for your concerts- This has unintended consequences.

Hanzo Shimada

Demon!Hanzo x Werewolf!McCree x F! Reader  ✨⚫ You decide to summon a demon and there are some… unintended consequences

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Hanzo’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Sugar  ⚠️ You just got cold feet is all

Incorrigible  ✨⚪ You’re an incorrigible tease when you want to be.

Hanzo x Reader  ✨⚪ You let Hanzo tie you up like a thanksgiving turkey

Candy Hanzo has some concerns about all the reader's candy

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Sombra

Kinktober Day 3 (2018)  ✨⚪ Sensory Deprivation | Edgeplay

Aleksandra Zaryanova

Zarya + Chubby!Reader Self love is important, but can be hard

Akande Ogundimu

Phone Etiquette Akande knows how to make a boring business call much more interesting.

See Something You Like? You notice when Akande starts timing his workouts to match with yours.

Wilhelm Reinhardt

Sugar Daddy!Reinhardt Headcanons of sugar daddy Reinhardt

Lucio Correia dos Santos

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Far Cry 5

Jacob Seed

Apex Predator (I) ⚠️⭕ The Deputy has a secret, and Jacob makes it his mission to bring her to heel

What You Want  (I) (II) (III) ⚠️✨🔴»⚫ ✔️ Jacob learns the deputy is his mate and sets out to subdue her

Quality Over Quantity (I) (II)  ✨⚪✔️ Jacob ensures the continuation of the Chosen’s line

Happy  ✨⚪ She was content with her place in the middle of the pack. Then Jacob took notice of her.

All Good Things He's been sweet on her ever since she propositioned him back in Missouri

Better Late than Never Pushing 50, Jacob had figured years ago his dreams of a wife and kids weren’t happening

Unrequited ❗❗ Not sure I’ll ever actually finish this- Jacob is in love with the deputy, but marries one of the women in the cult after the deputy marries John

Kinktober Day 4 (2018) ✨⚪ Spanking | Spit Roasting

Kinktober Day 8 (2018)  ✨⚪ Hate Fucking/Angry Sex | Fisting

Illness The Deputy gets sick in the cages

Can’t Sleep Jacob's insomnia is not new- when the Reader can't sleep, he offers a potential solution

Good With Kids John gives commentary on Jacob's baby-handling skills

“You smell like wet dog” Fluffy one-off where Reader informs Jacob he needs a bath.

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

John Seed

Baptism of Blood  ⚠️ John finally has a willing soul to cleanse

Kinktober Day 5 (2018)  ⚠️✨⚪ Sadism/Masochism | Blood/Gore

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Joseph Seed

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Faith Seed

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Eli Palmer

Kinktober Day 4 (2018) ✨⚪   Spanking | Spit Roasting

Kinktober Day 9 (2018)  ✨⚪ Titfucking | Lingerie

Call Of Duty

Simon Ghost Riley

Simon’s Spotify Playlist Don’t ask me for anyone else’s lol. He’s the only one who gets one.

Spoiled  ✨⚪ Spoiled the thought flashes across his head. Course it doesn’t help that he’s utterly whipped. He’ll give you anything you ask for just because you want it.

Bonded ❗❗ You and Simon are caught off guard during a mission

SS: Overstim Tis what it says on the tin

John Price

Blind Date John goes on a blind date. It goes well

John Soap MacTavish

Steel Magnolia Soap falls head over heels for the base’s fire breathing preceptor

Character Study: Honey

Kyle Gaz Garrick

Under My Skin Your situationship uncomplicates itself on a rainy night

König

SS: Pregnancy Risk Not only does König not care that it's not safe to finish inside- that's kinda the point.

Platonic Reader + 141

The B.A.G. Coalition You accidentally spill the beans on why Graves can’t get a date

[galactiquest]

I would like to order a tender and goofy woowoo x reader. My only specific requests are a transmasc adjacent reader, pet names used on both sides, and uhhhhhh that's it. Either version of ww is fine 👍

Is it bad that I'm like 90% sure I know who this is? Scratch that--99%. I know it's you. 😉

That's not a bad thing, though, because I know just how to press your buttons! (And everyone else's, for that matter.) And Wolfwood is just a sweetpea to me, so I love to write for him. Let's do this thing. I'm even feeling so nice that I'll do both versions of Wolfwood (from 98/Maximum and Stampede).

Nicholas D. Wolfwood x (Male) Reader: Relationship Drabbles

Content Warnings: None, unless you count tooth-rotting fluff. I put it below a cut since it might get a little long. Written with a male/male-adjacent/transmasculine reader in mind, so there's references to the reader being a guy/getting called "boyfriend" and such.

98/Maximum Wolfwood

Two words: Hopeless romantic. Two more words: Very bisexual. Wolfwood can get around and he knows this. Dating a guy is in his ballpark and he feels (foolishly) confident about this.

He's your typical swooning boyfriend. You can find him hovering over you when you're invested in a task, whatever that may be--reading a book, tooling with a gun, even just stargazing. Every moment is a wow, my boyfriend is hot moment. (You could say the same about him, though, I mean, look at him...)

He's a showoff. He can't help it. In a gunfight? He spins his cross a couple extra times. Drinking? Two more shots, let me show you how it's done. Training or working out? What do you mean I can't exercise in the buff? It's totally fine! (What a peach.)

Wolfwood is the kind of guy who would do anything to embarrass you in public. Whether it's a whisper of something naughty in your ear, or a hand traveling lower than your back, he's trying to get you to blush, or get some kind of reaction out of you (even if that reaction is to knock him on the nose.) Bonus if you get back at him with your own whispering or a love tap.

Though he's generally good with PDA, he might keep it slightly more "casual" in public. But behind closed doors? Oh, he's a worshipper, that's for sure. There is no part of you that isn't adored.

We all know Wolfwood is the "darlin'" type of guy (comes with the territory of being a cowboy, not my rules) but I think he'd also find plenty of other cute and embarrassing nicknames to call you by. Sweetheart, lover, etc. It's all on the table.

If you call him one back he'll start planning the wedding.

Stampede Wolfwood

Compared to his 98/Maximum counterpart, Stampede Wolfwood is a lot more... subdued in his desires and wonders. Dating a guy isn't in his ballpark--nor is dating anyone, really. He's been busy. (And apprehensive because he has no idea what he's doing, but don't tell him that you know that.)

But if you're able to coax him into a relationship, he's going to also try to show off. He's going to make every attempt he can to appear "manly" for your sake. He fails pretty miserably at this. It's not his fault--he just thinks there's a certain way he has to act for a relationship.

If you can teach him how to take the back seat in the relationship, he'll mellow out a bit. He's just desperate to not be seen as weak. (You're so far from weak, Wolfie! Keep your chin up!)

He's less showy with PDA, but he's willing to hold hands every so often. He also shows his love via acts of service--getting you meals, making sure you arrive places safely, patching you up, things of that nature. That's the one thing he feels he's good at.

He tries to keep the relationship very serious. But he is so, so bad at it. His efforts to do everything the "right way" are very endearing, from offering you his coat to opening the door for you...

He won't say this, but he's just thankful you still love him even after all of his fumbles.

He's not one for petnames or nicknames, but if you start to call him one, he'll blush very profusely and try to hide it. (He actually really, really likes it. Please keep calling him by a nickname, it makes him feel special.)

End Notes: I really hope you enjoyed!! Wolfwood is just too darn cute to me, all of those posts that are like "whatever you say gorgeous" are so right.

[rhiannonsknife]

── .✦ RULES & GUIDELINES

general pre-warning:

first things first: english isn’t my first language, so if there are any spelling mistakes, let’s just collectively pretend they’re not there at all—thank you!

fanfic/bots do’s + don’t’s

✦ do’s: smut. fluff. angst. hurt/comfort. fem!reader. gn!reader. poly relationships x reader (e.g. jackieshauna x reader).

✦ don’t’s: piss- and scat kink and anything of that sort. pedophilia. age play. rape/non-con. male!reader (purely because of my own lack of knowledge). suicide. sh etc.

characters i write for:

i currently write for rhiannon lewis form sweetpea as well as the yellowjackets! depending on your request and whether or not i know the characters, i’ll probably write for more as well!, so feel free to ask <3

some of my work will be 18+. additionally, i will write and reblog nsfw content so mdni with these posts! i’ll try and regulate this as much as i can by blocking ageless blogs but i’m not responsible for the media you consume!

[lunarsaturn88]

Reunited At Last

Pairing: Father!Phil Coulson X Daughter!Reader

Imagine being reunited with your father, Phil Coulson, after believing he had died in the Battle for New York. 

Warning: Angst/Fluff

@thefandomimagine

Words: 649

You stood with Nick Fury in his office. You had wondered why he had called you in. There was something about this meeting that didn’t sit right with you. After everything that you had been through the last few years he could at least told you what this meeting was supposed to be about. You let out a huff crossing your arms as you turned your attention to the one eyed man. “Care to tell me what this about Fury?” 

“I made a choice that effected you long ago and I am going to correct it now.” Fury said looking at her. He knew that this wasn’t going to be an easy thing for him to do and he wasn’t sure how you were going to react to the news that he had. But he needed to do it. 

“And what choice would that have been?” You questioned your brows furrowing slightly in concern wondering what he could’ve even done that effected you. 

“You have been without your father for the last ten years.” 

You froze when you heard about your father. You felt like a young 18 year old again hearing about his death and how he had helped the Avengers. “W-what about my father.” 

“I wanted to tell you that he is very much alive.” 

You shook your head looking at him hearing the door open but not even looking back to see who was coming into the office. “No, you told me all those years ago that my father died… heroically.” 

“Y/N.” Said a male voice that you knew as your father’s voice. 

Tears came to your eyes as him calling your name was the one thing that would break you from your talk with Fury. You slowly turned and gasped as the tears began to slide down your cheeks. There stood your father alive and well. Looking better than ever. “D….Dad?” You said softly hoping that this wasn’t some sort of cruel trick that Fury was playing on you. It would be something that you would never be able to rebound from if it was. 

Coulson moved towards you and wrapped his arms around you. “It’s really me sweetpea.” 

You let out a broken sob as your father held you close to him rubbing your back softly. 

“You were dead…”

“Only for a few moments.” He said softly against your hair knowing that this was a lot to take in. But he wanted to be there for you and he wasn’t about to miss any more of your life because of a stupid decision made all of those years ago. 

“Why didn’t anyone tell me?” You sniffled as you held onto your dad feeling the anger bubble up for Fury in keeping this hidden for so long. 

“Fury wanted to make sure that I was able to pull through…”

“It’s been 10 years dad. Ten years.” You said pulling away from him your anger getting the best of you as you looked at Fury. “It took you ten years to tell me that my dad was alive…”

“You thought that he was dead and it was best that he remained that way until he was ready to come forward.” Fury said as he looked at you knowing that you were rather upset with the whole thing. He honestly didn’t blame you. 

You looked at your father. “And you were alright with this whole thing?” You asked softly. 

“I’m sorry… but then I realized how much I was missing in your life that I needed to come back…” He said pulling you into his arms again pressing a soft kiss against your forehead. “I’m not going anywhere for a long time.” 

You gripped onto the suit that he wore hoping that his words of some comfort was true. That he wouldn’t leave you for sometime. You wouldn’t be able to handle another break down. 

[cutestraspberry]

Could you do an Alex x trans male reader? It's super hard to find any of them

hello sweetpea!! so sorry for the SUPER late response.

i would happily write something for you, seeing as i agree that there's such a lack in trans representation in fanfics and not just in the sdv community. sadly, i am not trans and not exactly sure what sort of story i could write for you (obviously would do lots of research before attempting anything). if you have any more concrete suggestions for the plot, i'll cheerfully do it!

[delusionalwritingsofagay]

Hi hope you're doing okay?, could I request sweetpea and fangs crushing/dating jugheads brother plz 🙏

Sweetpea and fangs both dating jugheads brother

Edited on 29/06/24

You had been friends with sweet pea and fangs since they joined the gang since FP was your dad and the leader of the serpents.

You had kind of always had a thing for them but you refused to act on it since you didn't want to ruin your friendships. It was no secret that they both liked you.

Eventually both fangs and sweet pea had a talk with each other about their mutual feelings for you and came to the same conclusion. Date them both

They had brought it up to you one night out of the blue, one second you had been playing video games the next they were suggesting Polyamory. They had both told you it would be unfair for you to choose since you cared for them both and you had agreed.

The relationship was great. You worked well together until your brother found out and he lost his mind because you weren’t just dating one of them but both.

He eventually got over it but he was still pissed at you. He threatened to hurt them both if they  did anything to hurt you.

After jughead found out you stopped being subtle about it. You told your dad pretty soon after that but he hadn’t cared since he liked sweet pea and fangs.

Sweet pea and fangs finally gave into their own sexual tension a few months after you had started dating them.

Date Night ideas : movie nights, going to pop’s, late night motorbike rides.

Sleeping positions : Sweet pea - Big spoon. Fangs - Both big and small spoon.

Favourite places to kiss : Sweet Pea - Neck, shoulders. Fangs - Cheeks, Forehead

Sweet pea is protective over you both even though he knows you can both handle yourself.

Power Throuple

Kinks : Sweet pea - Marking ( Hickeys, Scratches),Edge play. Fangs - Praise kink 

[stan-joonies]

Mornings With Sweet Pea

Requests Open

[[MORE]]

You always woke up first

You would nuzzle into him and take in his warmth

You could stare at him for hours and never get bored.

Eventually, he will wake up

When he does, he has to wipe drool off his cheek.

He always pulls you close when he becomes more aware of his surroundings

He doesn't care if its hot.

He will snuggle under the sheets anyway.

You giys will just talk about random things.

"I really like your hair like this,"

"I can't believe that happened!"

"Red is a pretty colour,"

"God i love you,"

Eventually, you will get hungry.

You will ask to be let out of his grasp.

"No, you're warm,"

You are convinced to stay in bed for another five minutes.

Fifteen minutes pass.

You forcefully remove yourself from him, pulling on one of his shirts.

You go to his/your kitchen

You raid the cupboards for anything to eat.

Normally you have bacon and eggs at your home.

With Sweet Pea it is often Beans on toast.

You then begin to make breakfast for the two of you

Both breakfasts take a little while to prepare, so you do get bored easily.

You sneak back into Sweet Pea's room and steal his headphones.

You then kiss him on the cheek before heading back to the kitchen

You plug the headphones into your phone and put them on and begin to listen to music.

You get engrossed into the music.

You normally have it really loud.

So you can't hear anything.

First it's your head.

You bop it to the beat.

Then you would start to sway your hips.

Then your legs will start moving.

Next is your hands.

It continues until your dancing across the kitchen floor, humming the tune.

The music is so loud that you don't recognise that Sweet Pea has woken up

He will stare at you, leaning against the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

He will have the biggest, softest smile on his face.

He is not one for dancing.

So when he sees you, he often just acts as the audience.

You will eventually finish making breakfast.

You would take off the headphones to call up to Sweet Pea, but when you turn around, he's already there.

Your cheeks light up in embarrassment.

He chuckles before moving forward and kissing you.

Then he'll join you to eat.

However, in his good moods, he will join in.

He will sneak behind you and slither a hand around your waist.

He will then change the dance so you are both just swaying in eachothers arms

You both relax into one another

His chin resting on your head.

You stay like that until food is ready.

Then you sit together and eat.

[xserpentlife]

Protect You

Request: @dietothemusic - Can I request a Sweet Pea x Male reader where the group is playing truth or dare and has to give Sweet Pea a lap dance? Or how about the reader is part of the northside being Veronica’s cousin and goes to a party meeting sweet pea and they have to hide their relationship until the reader gets tired of hiding?

A/N: If you don’t like Male x Male stories I suggest you get off my blog because on this blog we support everyone regardless. So sorry this is late by the way, again my schedule may be very off this week but I am going to try my absolutely hardest to keep it at least almost on track but fics may be a day late I’m not sure. Thanks to my beta @wayward-river

Warnings: Cursing? I think that is it.

Word Count: 3661

For weeks now you had been dating Sweet Pea the big bad brooding Serpent who always had a bone to pick with everyone. You met him three months ago when you started living at the Pembrook with Veronica, your cousin. It was weird the way you met, almost unconventional but also really told a tale about who the both of you were. Tonight was going to be a reminder of all of that. A reminder of the way it all started with the man you have grown to love.

*Flashback*

“Ronnie I can’t go to this party I don’t know anyone”

“Come on please Y/N”

“Ugh why”

“Because you're my cousin”

“Like that is a reason”

“Please I bet you will have a great time, actually I promise you will. And I am sure you’ll meet Kevin maybe you two will hit it off”

“And why would you think that? Is it cause Kevin is gay?”

“Okay well…” “No V you always try to set me up with these prissy guys and I am tired of it let my love life be okay”

“Fine but tell me you’ll come”

“I have to it is in this apartment and if you forgot I live here too remember”

“Touche cus touche, see you in a bit”

The party started off awkward at first. You didn’t know anyone considering you had just moved in a few weeks ago. You had only been to school a few times due to you skipping a few of your classes. You were usually an outspoken person not afraid of the fights or saying things to people, but the situation you were in now caused you to be scared and timid. Afraid that the people around you would not accept you. Your entire life you were the head dog. No one messed with you because they knew your family name, but when your parents passed away you became a target and moving in with the Lodges granted you that protection that you had lost. You weren’t like your aunt and uncle, hell you were barely like Veronica but you would only be safe with them, you hated living there. Hated the life you now had but you had to stay. You at least knew the Lodges had their own protection. Your life was too dangerous to go anywhere else. You wouldn’t be safe and no one around you would be.

You sat on the couch in your jeans and button up shirt feeling out of place wanting so deeply to just hide when you saw him walk in. He was hard to miss; tall, dark hair, built. You didn’t wanna seem like you were staring so you got up walking into your bedroom changing out of the button up, it seemed almost too formal for your liking. Formality always made you squeamish, remembering the ways your parents always had to be.

After changing you went back out sitting on the couch, and only a few seconds later that man that you saw at the door had made the couch dip as he sat next to you. Your breath hitched as he did so, but it was odd usually you didn’t get that weird stomach feeling for other people, something was different about him. He tapped you on the shoulder as you had been looking away and when you turn your eyes locked a light blush appearing on the stranger's cheek.

“Hello”

“Hey”

“Did you need something” What else were you supposed to say, you didn’t know him.

“Uh, oh nothing I just wanted to say. Figured I'd say hi you seemed bored, or annoyed, maybe pissed off, either way, uh I’m Sweet Pea”

“Oh cool name”

“Huh”

“Your name… it’s cool”

“Thanks most people ask if it’s real”

“Is it?”

“Yeah, haha”

“Well, nice to meet you Sweet Pea” You got up not wanting the conversation to go on any longer where you could ruin it. You also loved leading the mystery. Would he want to know more?

“Wait, where are you going?”

“Why do you wanna know”

“Thought we could talk more”

“What you think I am interested”

“Uh… sorry”

“I’m kidding Sweet Pea, follow me if you wanna get to know me so bad” You led him up to your room

“Oh, so you just wanted me in your room?”

“Shut it, I just was tired of that terrible music the party was playing”

“Yeah that shit was horrible, should we test to see if you have better taste”

“Oh so now I'm being tested”

“I mean if you want”

“Okay, I’m up for the challenge” You turned on your record player and played Y/F/A (Your favorite album).

“Okay, maybe you ain’t so bad preppy” The word, the word you hated. He knew of who you ran with he must have. Something told you to run but the smile he had given told you to stay.

“I’m not…”

“I know it was just a joke. I could tell you weren’t like most of the people at the party when you changed into a t-shirt and at that a band tee. I like your style”

“Thanks, I like the leather”

“Oh do you now” Before anything could continue a yell came from downstairs. Veronica calling you down. She couldn’t find you not upstairs, not like the way you were.

“We, we need to go downstairs, I’m sorry” You started walking out before your hand was grabbed and you were dragged back slightly.

“Are you alright”

“Yeah, yeah I’m good just my cousin needs me”

“Wait Veronica is your cousin”

“Yeah, wait you didn’t know? Isn’t that why you called me preppy cause I live here with her and you know she is?”

“No, not by a longshot. I had no idea you were related to her. I called you preppy for the pure fact that you were wearing the button up. I was just kidding, to be honest. I’m sorry about that by the way”

“Don’t worry about it Sweet Pea, everything is good”

“You sure?” “Yeah now I really gotta go see what she wants or she is gonna come up here”

“Alright let’s go” Sweet Pea walked out the door walking downstairs without another word.

You walked downstairs a few seconds after Sweet Pea had started. Veronica waited was waiting for you in the kitchen with a few other people shouting a follow me as soon as you had entered. A girl you learned to be Cheryl started talking once everyone entered the living room.

“Alright chums. We are going to play a fun little game of truth or dare. But there will be a twist. If you choose truth you will need to take a shot. Fun right! SO either you quit now before we start, or you will be stuck till it is over. So, ladies, gentlemen are you in or are you out?”

Truth or Dare. Were you in? I mean you damn well wanted to play, but could you now after all of that. You waited for the responses of others. When it got to Sweet Pea he had looked to you before looking to the door but ultimately decided to play. And then you had your answer. If he was playing you were definitely going to be there. So with a shot, you were in too. It started out basic, the normal truths being asked and answered but then it started getting juicy with Cheryl daring Toni to take off her shirt and then the bottle spun and it came back to you. Toni was now asking truth or dare but you had already done three truths and you didn’t want another shot, so dare it was.

“Dare”

“Alright, I dare you to give Sweet Pea a lap dance” Sweet Pea looked up his eyes turning to a new look you hadn’t seen.

“Toni what the hell I barely know the dude”

“Eh whatever that makes it more fun”

So you got up slowly sauntering over to Sweet Pea. The nerves in your chest at an all-time high. But why were you getting this feeling, you had giving lap dances during truth or dare with other guys but with Sweet Pea you felt something so different. You slowly brought your hands down to his shoulders bracing yourself against his body so you wouldn’t fall over the slight tipsiness taking hold at that moment. You slowly moved along swaying your hips as you made your way down dragging your hands with you along his body. Your legs made your way over his hips slowly grinding down against them until you were almost seated on his lap. You saw him biting his lip which made you want to go faster, you wanted his reaction, you wanted to be the one to make him react. Your hips grinded down slowly as you began humping his body, your lips slowly making the way to his neck. You brought your lips to his neck lightly hovering over before finally placing them down sucking what you learned to be his sweet spot, and that was his breaking point. As soon as your lips connected to his neck he had pushed you off lightly standing up and rushing out of the house.

You sat there for a second shocked before Toni had tapped you. “Hey don’t worry about him he probably just got pissed he never gave a lap dance that good” You rushed up before responding not caring what anyone would think, all you cared about was him for some odd reason. You craved him you needed to make sure he was alright. You were an ass and you knew it, you knew he was most likely straight, you knew you shouldn’t have done the dare but you did it anyone and probably ruined the slim chance you had at being friends with him. So you followed him rushing out of the house before anyone could stop you. But you couldn’t find him and then you heard the roar of the bike and you looked to the end of the driveway him standing there the smoke from a cigarette drifting into the air. You ran to him, as fast as you could and as he turned around you couldn’t stop fast enough as you crashed into him.

“Woah what the hell!”

“I…”

“What is your problem”

“I… I just wanted to say sorry”

“For what running into me cause that could’ve been prevented”

“No well yeah I am sorry for that too but I wanted to apologize about the dance… the lap dance. I should never have done that. I know you probably are not gay or bi or pan or whatever and even if you were there should have been permission, and I am so sorry to make you run out on your friends I just I shouldn’t have done that and I ju... “ Your voice was cut off as you felt his lips on your own. You melted into the kiss instantly, not caring what it meant, not caring if anyone was seeing. For once in your life, he was the only thing that mattered.

“I… wait. What? I thought you ran out cause you were mad at me”

“I left because well… take a guess” You looked to his cheeks seeing him blush as he looked down, a small chuckle coming from him. “Now shut up” There it was again… his lips felt like fire, hot fire that burned deep inside of you.

“I could get used to that”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah”

“Wanna get out of here”

“Definitely”

*End Flashback*

The party started well just as it had so many times in the past. Sweet Pea stayed away keeping you at a distant knowing that you weren’t out. But you watched him. The party made you reminisce about the times you both shared together. You were scared shitless for anyone to find out, you needed to protect Sweet Pea. You had only ever gone to Sweet Pea’s trailer a few times. He was scared it wouldn’t be enough for you, but it was the exact opposite, you loved the getaway that his trailer offered and he knew that. He would often come up to your room during parties slipping away when people wouldn’t notice and he would spend the night before slipping out earlier in the morning before anyone would see. The only person that probably figured out the relationship was Smithers and maybe Sweet Pea’s best friends Fangs, and Toni. It was hard for you, and you knew it was hard for Sweet Pea as well. You didn’t want to have to hide but you also didn’t want to put Pea in danger either. If anyone from the rival families knew that you had someone who made you soft or someone you cared about they would use it against you in an instant, so you tried your hardest to keep hidden.

The time of the night you dreaded most came the truth or dare beginning. You sat next to Sweet Pea as you always had. You were ten minutes in the game going pretty smoothly no crazy dares and only a few shots. The bottle landed on Sweet Pea Toni being the person behind it. You knew the dare that was coming you saw it in her eyes as she glanced to you and back to him. “I dare you to give Y/N a lap dance” Sweet Pea glanced top you and you nodded as confirmation. If you didn’t let him it would have been a dead give away that something was going on. So you did. He slowly climbed on top of you still holding his weight up so he wasn’t fully pressing against your body. He grinded down his hips slowly connecting with yours. You couldn’t look at him. But at one point the way he landed made you gasp and turn fully locking eyes. Lost there for a moment his lips connected with yours. You pushed him off running away. Everyone would know. They would know that you were together. Others would find out. He would be in danger. You ran outside and kept running until a hand pulled you back.

“Pea let me go”

“No!”

“Drop my wrist now!”

“No Y/N what’s going on?”

“You knew Pea you knew”

“Knew what!”

“You kissed me and you knew I didn’t want anyone to find out, and you did it anyway”

“First of all we kissed each other, and you know it. Yeah maybe I started but you felt it too that moment and don’t say you didn’t because I felt it too. Look Y/N if your ashamed of me that’s fine but…”

“Sweet pea I’m not ashamed of you I just… I’m not out you know that”

“So what everyone knows. Toni, Fangs, Cheryl. We are together all of the time hugging, holding hands and doing so much more. I tried. We tried I mean, to keep it a secret we stopped the hand holdings when we saw someone, but people asked me I told them no but I don’t know if they believed me, does it really matter that much babe”

“Pea” Tears were streaming down your face at that point. “It matters Pea, it matters more than you know”

“I want to be with you Y/N I don’t give a shit if anyone knows hell I’ll fucking scream it right now. Look if you're not ready to come out that is fine, but… but I care so much about you and it’s not fair to me or you being hidden like this”

He thought you didn’t want to be with him and that killed you more. You looked up into his eyes the glistening of a few tears rolling down his cheeks and that made you crack. Tears were falling faster than before as you pulled away from him again. You couldn’t watch him as he broke because of you but you needed to keep him safe you had to.

“If you want to tell people I don’t think we can be together Sweet Pea”. Before you could process you were being turned around his large hand holding your cheek as he looked into your eyes and his lips connected with yours. Softer but more passionate than ever before, like at any second you would disappear from underneath him, but you needed to. To keep him safe you had to go away you had to stop seeing him. “Babe don’t do this. I don’t get it. I don’t get why we can’t just fucking tell people. People will support you like they do Toni, Fangs, Cheryl, and Kevin I mean hell even me. You won’t be in danger”

“That isn't’ the fucking point Sweet pea. I am not the one that needs to worry about the danger”

“What?”

“Fuck can’t you just let it be, I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you. I can’t have you in danger. I would rather leave you and lose you than lose you from you being tortured or killed. I can’t go through that, I can’t let you go through that”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“God I should have told you sooner”

“Told me what Y/N!”

“My life Pea it is fucking dangerous. The shady things that Hiram does well my family did them all to. I mean I was never a part of it, but… but when they died I am the one that became the target. The rivals all came after me. I had to move in with my fucking asshole aunt and uncle because of it. You think I choose to live here. You think this is the life I want. I hate living in luxury while others are down in the dumps. I fucking hate this place, but I have to be here or I would be dead. I don’t have enough to protect myself, I need to be here, but I can at least protect you. The rivals will do anything to get to me, even if that means taking you down so they can do so. I can’t let them hurt you, and… and you being with me means that they will know your my weakness. They will use you to get to me. They can hurt you, hell they could kill you and I can’t have that because I fucking love you Sweet pea. I a, fucking madly in love with you hell I would scream it to the world to but I fucking can’t because I need to keep you safe and protected” And there came the kiss. The way you melted into him automatically happening before you realized and pulled away. “Pea we can’t you’re just making this harder on the both of us.”

“Wait you're telling me that we were doing the same thing, I’m not leaving you Y/N”

“Same thing? Fuck Sweet Pea just listen! Fuck what don’t you get don’t you fucking understand Sweet Pea. What are you not getting about? You could be Taken! Tortured! or worse Killed!”

“Babe I know and I don’t give a fuck, they are not going to touch me.”

“Oh my god”

“You don’t know, do you. I mean I never told you… so I mean I guess you wouldn’t but babe I’m in a gang”

“I’m sorry what now!”

“Ever heard of the Serpents”

“Uh no”

“Didn’t you think it was odd I wore a jacket that matched my neck tattoo, or odd that Fangs and Toni, sometimes Cheryl wore the same?”

“I just thought, I thought they were like friendship jackets or some weird shit. Wait you're in a fucking gang”

“Yeah…” “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me”

“I had to fucking keep you safe. The same reason I kept trying to hide this too but I realized it wasn’t worth it, I cared more about being with you in public and unafraid, and I knew that if… if you were going to be targeted I would protect you. If we were public you would be a Serpent by association and you would be protected to”

“This is insane Sweet Pea” He grabbed your hands in one of his, and his other landed on your cheek.

“Babe, are you okay?” “I’m shocked I just… they can still come after you though we aren't safe Sweet Pea”

“Live with me”

“What do you not you understand about NOT! SAFE!”

“Live with me babe or at least think about it. You will be safe. You will be under Serpent protection. No one will come after you, and plus even if they did you would have a full gang of protection behind you. You will be safe I will make sure of it. I can’t lose you Y/N. I can’t deal with that. I love you. I’m not scared. I am not scared of anything but losing you, and if I let you go that is going to happen anyone so at least let me try to protect you, please.”

“I don’t want to lose you either Sweet Pea, I love you too”

Your lips locked in a kiss that felt like it hadn’t happened in a million years. It felt like it lasted for hours, and it was only interrupted by gasps coming from the front steps. All of your friends watching from afar and clapping as you both looked down blushing. You buried your head into Sweet Pea’s chest as he yelled for everyone to go away, and they did not want to question what was happening.

“Hey it is going to be okay, I promise, now you wanna hop on my bike and go to the trailer, our trailer… I mean if you want?”  

“Our trailer?”

“You were always welcome there, always”

“I know”

“I love you Y/N”

“I love you too Sweet Pea”

[l-r-christian]

Title: Fake it until you love me - Epilogue

Part 4

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x F!Human!Reader

Summary: After Kris's wedding, Y/N and Elijah began dating and now it is Y/N's big day. But someone decided to show their face again.

Warnings: Fluff, asshole ex, bitchy sister

Tag list: @smailaway - @jordynhouston - @rere-the-writer - @just-another-writer-17

It was a cold morning as it was the big day for both Elijah and Y/N as they were getting married after being engaged for a year. Elijah had asked Y/N to marry him during a visit to Texas for Christmas and being the gentleman he was. Elijah had asked Big Daddy for Y/N's hand in marriage making Big Daddy grin and slapped Elijah on the shoulder taking the Original ring shopping. Elijah had proposed on Christmas morning with Y/N sitting next to a every pregnant Kris while Amelia saw the small box and thought the gift was for her.

"There is one more gift." Amelia said picking the box up with a grin as everyone looked over while Elijah stood up from his spot next to Granny M taking the box from the blonde making her think that Elijah finally see she was the better choice. But Elijah walked over Y/N getting her attention as he got on one knee as Y/N began to tear up finding hard to breath.

"Elijah?" She whispered as Elijah smiled gently opening the box to show a beautiful engagement ring of Y/N's birthstone sitting in the middle of a circle of diamonds resting on a rose gold band. Y/N's eyes filled with tears as Elijah gently took her hand as her family watched surprised.

"Y/N, I have loved many over the years but you managed to take my breath away. I thought I was complete before you came crashing into my life. I found you make me complete, Y/N....you have become my better half. You make want to be the best man for you. So may I be honored to be called your husband?" Elijah proposed as Y/N covered her mouth as tears rolled down her face.

"Sweetpea, say yes." Loretta whispered yelled crying as Granny M teared up while Kris was sniffling next to her big sister, Big Daddy had a proud smile on his face while Amelia was shocked.

"......Yes.....I would love to marry you." Y/N breathed out as Elijah smiled brightly and slipped the ring on her finger as Y/N cupping his face kissing him gently and was set to marry the Original. While at first Loretta was annoyed that Y/N wanted to marry in New Orleans and not in the family home but when they came down to the Mikaelson home, Y/N's mother changed her tune. Y/N found it a little scary how well Kris got along with Kol leaving a poor Luke making sure his wife and Kol wasn't getting too crazy while Rebekah and Freya glared at Amelia.

"Now aren't you gorgeous." Klaus said walking into the room with Hope running in smiling brightly her eyes lighting up seeing Y/N in her wedding dress. The dress hugged her perfectly with a low cut neckline and sheer long flowy sleeves.

"Need something Nik?" Y/N asked picking up Hope smiling softly at the girl who reached up fixing the small tiara on Y/N's head.

"Hope wanted to see you and Elijah is getting antisec. Who knew my brother would be so upset for not being able to see you for three days. I must say your sister is fast for woman who is three months pregnant."

"It is a Prescott tradition that the bride doesn't see her husband until the wedding." Loretta said fixing the train of lace that was the veil that was passed down to each Prescott lady. Hope's blue eyes twinkled when Y/N placed the girl down while Klaus had a proud smile on his face as he couldn't wait to call Y/N sister.

"You look like a princess." Hope said as Y/N blushed tucking a piece of hair behind her ear as Klaus leaned against the door frame watching Loretta readied her daughter for the wedding. Granny M walked in not before gently patting Klaus's cheek when he smiled at the old woman. Over the last few days of getting to know the Mikaelsons, Granny M had baby them and spoiled them with food and love as in return they adored the old woman.

"That she does honeybee." Granny said smiling as Hope smiled at the old woman seeing her carrying a box and place it down on the vanity. Y/N watched the old woman open the box to show the Prescott family sapphire necklace and she saw Granny M had a pendant made of the Mikaelson's family Crest to be put on the necklace.

"As tradition the oldest Prescott woman gives a gift to the bride." Granny said as Y/N teared up finding it just beautiful moving to sit so Granny could put the necklace on the bride's neck.

"Alright little wolf, we need to get you ready to be the flower girl." Klaus says as Hope smiled brightly and looked up at her newest aunt.

"Don't worry aunt Y/N, I'll be the best flower girl." Hope said proudly pulling a smile from Y/N watching the girl running out as Klaus followed after. Loretta helped Y/N finish getting ready as Big Daddy came to walk her down the aisle but seeing his little girl in her wedding dress made him tear up.

Everyone was ready and stood as the bridal march began as Elijah stood at the altar wanting to see the love of his life and saw her walking down aisle with her father. Elijah felt his breathing stop find her just so gorgeous as they reach the steps to the altar.

"Take good care of my babygirl." Big Daddy whispered giving Elijah Y/N's hand as Elijah nodded. Y/N kissed her father's cheek then looked at Elijah with a smile as he soften finding his self falling in love all over again.

"Dearily, beloved we are here to bare witness to the union of Elijah Mikaelson and Y/N Prescott. Both had written their own vow." Father Kieran says as Y/N took a deep breath going first as Elijah rubbing her knuckles to calm her as Rebekah handed her Elijah's wedding band.

"Elijah, since I've met you....you had became everything to me. Between my tears and laughs you have been there no matter the problem......and..," Y/N choked up looking at Elijah with teary eyes as he smiled gently," and never in a thousand years would I have thought that I would fall in love with my best friend...Elijah, I vow to love you Always and Forever." Y/N said as Elijah teared up as his heart bursting with love for the woman in front him as she placed the ring on his finger. Elijah took Y/N's wedding band from Kol smiling softly.

"Y/N, you have became my dearest love. I find myself falling more and more in love with you and as you know it is not easy for me to open up yet....you make it easy. I didn't believe in soulmates before you but now I believe she is standing in front of me. I vow to love you Always and Forever." Elijah says as Y/N was crying and Elijah kissed her knuckles placing the wedding band on her finger.

"Before I bless them in holy matrimony. Is there anyone who believes these two should not be married please speak now or forever hold your peace." Father Kieran said when someone cleared their throat getting everyone's attention as they looked seeing it was James Maxwell standing there dress to impressed.

"I do." James said smirking as Y/N blinked as Elijah growled lowly moving to block James from looking at his wife while the Mikaelsons glared at the man Y/N wondering just how in the hell did James knew she was getting married and she looked to the crowd seeing Amelia smirking.

"As I think it is only right that Y/N marries the father of her child." James said walking down the aisle still smirking as she froze as no one but Kris and Amelia knew she was pregnant. Elijah looked at Y/N silently asking if it was true that she was indeed pregnant and she nodded while Freya was more shocked the most which Elijah noted to ask her later about it.

"James, it isn't yours."

"How would Elijah know? After all you came to see me that night."

"You mean you came drunk off your ass to our hotel room demanding she takes you back!" Kris said looking ready to throw hands but both Luke and Kol tried to calm her and get her to sit down. Y/N reached out grabbed the back of Elijah's suit jacket to stop him from killing the human male so Elijah returned to the altar nodding to Father Kieran who understood.

"I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Elijah, you may kiss the bride." The Father said as Elijah cupped Y/N's face kissing her deeply her nipped at her bottom lip pulling a quiet moan from his wife. Y/N gripping Elijah's suit jacket as he pulled away rubbing her now swollen her swollen lip smirking at her flushed face noticing needy look in her eyes then looked at James still smirking.

"I now believe, Y/N is now my wife so now you can't have her." Elijah says stepping down the steps of the altar and holding his hand out to his wife helping her down the steps and kissed her hand. Klaus stood up putting an arm around James taking him outside with a deadly smirk on his face while everyone moved to the reception.

"Nik, isn't going to kill James. Right?"

"Niklaus, wouldn't ruin today with death. Now go have your first dance with your father,I need to talk to Freya." Elijah says and Y/N leaned up kissing his cheek the went to dance with her father. Elijah gently pulled Freya aside wanting answers.

"It was an wedding gift. About two months earlier I found an old spell that would allow vampires to have children and Klaus told me you always wanted a child. So I did the spell with the help of Vincent." Freya answered watching Elijah while biting the inside of her cheek. Elijah smiled gently hugging Freya happy that his sister giving him the best gift.

"Thank you Freya."

"Did you learn what you wanted from Freya?" Y/N asked as she danced with Elijah who smiled touched her forehead with his.

"I have. No need to worry my beautiful wife." Elijah said softly swaying with Y/N moving his face to her neck burying his face there taking in her scent. Y/N smiled kissing Elijah's temple lacing her fingers with his as he pulled her closer. Hope came skipping up with a bright smile on her face getting their attention.

"May I cut in uncle Elijah?" Hope ask as Elijah chuckled nodding moving watching his wife pick up his niece to dance and Granny took the chance to dance with her favorite dance partner.

"I must apologize on how you found out that Y/N was pregnant."

"Don't be. Your brother was sweet enough to get James out before Kris could hurt the man. Besides I am not ashamed of you both as I was pregnant on my wedding day." Granny M tells Elijah patting his cheek with a smile and he returned the smile.

Amelia sat at the bar drinking annoyed that for once a guy stayed with Y/N also annoyed her plan for James to ruin the wedding fell though. Her blue eyes fell on Elijah seeing him with Loretta who was smiling telling Elijah she was happy for him and Y/N which annoyed Amelia even more as she thought her mother would be on her side as the blonde had always go what she wanted.

"I find it disgusting how you treat your sister." Rebekah says getting Amelia's attention and she rolled her eyes going back to staring at Elijah watching Kris ask for a dance which Elijah happily said yes while Klaus danced with Y/N both sharing soft laughs.

"Do you need something?" Amelia asked annoyed looking at Rebekah and Hayley came up sitting on the other side Amelia. The female hybrid was the one who was angry with Amelia the most as she saw Y/N as the little sister she never had.

"I agree with Rebekah."

"Look ladies, when you look like me things fall into your lap. I want Elijah but he married the sad sack of a sister." Amelia said sipping her drink as both Hayley and Rebekah looked at one another.

"But I'm not too worried about it. Married men cheat all the time." Amelia smirked then was surprised when both women dragged her off to where no one could see.

"You would forget your feelings for Elijah and let Y/N be happy with Elijah. You'll forget this happen." Rebekah compelled Amelia then let her go as Rebekah and Hayley watching Amelia walk off smiling.

"This is lovely." Elijah said with a smile as Y/N turned around cheeks flushing seeing him without tie and his hair a mess as Y/N had never found Elijah more attractive than she did now. Elijah stepped out taking off his suit jacket and placed it on her shoulders seeing her shivering.

"Always the gentleman." Y/N teased Elijah as he smiled cupping her cheek as she pressed close.

"For you, yes." Elijah said softly capturing her lips in a heated kiss pulling her even closer then pulled away seeing her cheeks were flushed as he put his forehead against hers.

"Hmm, I love you Eli Always and Forever." Y/N said wrapping her arms around his neck as Elijah swayed them both.

"I love you and our soon to be little one, Always and Forever." Elijah said smiling as Y/N layed her head against his chest. They both enjoy a quiet dance under the stars promises of forever.