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0asisbliss · 10 months ago

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May I please request yandere Machi, Pakunoda, and Shizuku (separate) finding out that they're pregnant with their darling's child?

How they react to finding out they’re pregnant with their darlings child

A/n: I literally love these three.😩🤎

Characters included: Machi, Pakunoda, and Shizuku.

Warnings: Hints of Stockholm syndrome, slight nsfw mention on Shizuku’s. Reader’s gender is optional.

Machi:

She’s been feeling a bit weird lately. She’s been throwing up, and her appetite has grown. She thinks nothing of it until she misses her period for the second time. Then she starts to worry. She thinks for a moment then all of it makes since. She’s pregnant? She denies it at first, but then the symptoms start to progress even more. After denying it for so long she decides to steal buy a pregnancy test.

She sits on the toilet pondering on what if she is pregnant? How would she tell them? She starts to feel this strong emotion of regret. She can’t have a kid. She won’t have anything time for a baby. She barely has time for her darling. The guilt just of that swallows her whole. Nonetheless she gets up, and opens the test. Then she inserts the tip of the test instrument into her urine. She sets the test down beside the sink, and looks into the mirror staring at herself.

I mean what the hell was she thinking? You two were just having fun. The result pops up on the test. Her heart drops once she see the two lines. She almost falls. Until you come in and catch her, and help her regain her balance.

“W-What’s wrong?” You asked her kinda worried because this isn’t the way Machi usually acts.

How was she going to tell youwas all that ran through her mind. She quickly hid the test behind her, and said nothing.

“Nothing. What’s wrong with you?”

“Oh nothing I was just-. Never mind.”

Even if she didn’t tell you then and there you’re going to find out eventually.

Pakunoda:

Life with Pakunoda isn’t even as bad as you might think. She gives you anything you want, and in return you give her your upmost admiration, and love. Sometimes she’s unaware that she can be smothering. She wants your relationship to be as normal as possible. Even though she’s kidnapped you and made you love her. Turns out all of that smothering, and unconditional love worked! You actually don’t flinch or run away from her anymore.

So when she starts feeling lightheaded, and her breast are unusually sore she just thinks her period is coming. Then she misses it. Oh how excited she was she told you about her symptoms before even taking a test. Of course you assured her it’s probably her period being late. She’s understands, but stands on her being pregnant. She quickly finds a most accurate test, and begins the process. She makes sure to look at the directions before inserting the testing device inside the toilet. While she waits she think of how much of a happy family you three could be if she’s pregnant.

Yes, it might be a parentbecause of her job, but it’ll all work out very well because you’re here! Once the test results appear she stares at the two lines before hurrying to show you the results. You stare blankly at the two lines in utter shock, and dismay. You look so happy! Pakunoda embraces you in a tight hug, and plasterers your face full of kisses.

At least she’s happy?

Shizuku:

It’s a struggle being Shizuku’s darling. Constantly reminding her to do things, provide you with things, and just basic needs that you can’t live without. For example food, water, etc. Sometimes she might forget to pay bills and things get shut off like water..

At least she the most nice, and sane one on this list. Between Pakunoda being delusional, and Machi’s mixed feelings. She’s the most predictable one. You can almost know what Shizuku’s thinking because of her facial expressions. What she wants, needs, and is about to ask for, so it didn’t shock you much when she asked to have sex with you for the first time.

To be honest Shizuku wasn’t the one who found out her symptoms related to pregnancy first.. you did. You noticed her throwing up, her “stomach crampings”, and missed periods. Even when she didn’t forget about it she just made up an excuse saying sometimes “Maybe it’s because I didn’t eat today?”.

When you urged her to take a pregnancy test she said she was going to get one. She forgot. After the fifth time of asking her to get one she finally did. You stood in the bathroom while she took it, to observe her doing it. Just to make sure she was doing right. After doing the steps your two waited for the results to pop up. Oddly Shizuku wrapped her arms around your waist the whole time. Maybe it’s her showing that she needs some comfort? You return the favor by giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. In result to this she brings you closer to her.

The results the show up on the test, and you can see the Shizuku’s face lights up. She jumps onto you almost knocking you down in the process. She looked kinda of cute like this. Blabbering about how cute the baby will look if it looks anything like you.

You were just wondering how you were going to take care of both her, and them.

#hxh x reader #machi x reader #pakunoda x reader #shizuku x reader #💓#lovely anons5️⃣⭐️

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forgottenamira · 1 month ago

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OOC | Amira's Dream

ok so i was just innocently going abt my day at work when amira woke up and said 'hi! i have a recurring nightmare!' so now you guys gotta think abt this too

so in this dream, amira poisons her husband. and, in this dream, amira cannot lie. she sits by his side, holding his hand as he gasps and spits blood and chokes, and she whispers to him abt how she was the viper in his bed all along, how she murdered his first wife and poisoned his children and sowed the seeds of his empire's collapse. he attempts to strangle her w his final breath. she bears the marks around her throat forever after.

the war is long, but it is won. when they fall into her hands, amira poisons her husband's children, one by one. in the end, of all roderick's wives and children, only edmund, amira, and marian remain. she chains marian in the darkest, deepest cavern beneath the palace she can find. marian only smiles. amira sees her white teeth glowing in the darkness as she backs away, crowing, from her cage.

amira crowns edmund emperor, herself. it is her greatest moment, her final triumph. but she has had this dream before, and some part of her knows how it will end. she screams at herself not to do it, not to do it , not to do it. but her strangled throat makes no sound, and the crown fits her ownly child far too well.

w the imperial diadem now upon his head, amira backs down from the dais to make her obeisance to the new emperor. yet, when she looks up, she finds the marian now stands behind her son's throne, her hand upon his shoulder. she bends low and kisses his cheek, whispers in his ear. edmund pronounces his mother guilty of regicide and murder and witchcraft. he orders her seized. tristan himself catches hold of her and will not let her go. godfrey looks on with laughter. and amira cannot lie.

'i did it for you!' she screams. 'all for you!'

'no,' snarls edmund, a strange echo of her own words upon his lips. 'you did it for yourself. all for you.' the last three words echo all around her as edmund orders his mother's execution. bc she is mother of the emperoro, she will not be burned: she will be done no harm at all. tristan, himself, locks her in a windowless room. struggle as she might, she cannot break free. there, in that wretched room, she is left to starve to death, as her grandmother did before her, all while hearing the revelry of the the coronation feast and smelling the delectable whisps from her son's own table. she sobs and pounds her fists bloody against the doors, the walls, sobs 'not like this, not like this!' but the only response she ever hears is the sound of guin's mother's laughter.

amira wakes with a start. but now the only sound she hears, now, is her own laughter in her ears...

the only variation is that, lately, the woman on the dais has been eilia.

#about #edmund varmont #marian varmont #godfrey calainon #tristan calainon #roderick varmont #amira: idk does this maybe mean smth? nm lets just push past that and keep going!#eilionora stafford #me: thank you amira this was charming alksjdfkldsjfjsdf

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whumpsmith-participates · 30 days ago

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AI-less Whumptober 2024

Day 30 - Poison, Delirium, "You're not making sense."

Tags/CW: female whumper, gaslight gatekeep girlboss, medwhump

Ryan was eager to learn. He'd always been, but right now he was neck-deep in nursing school, and he was allowed to shadow a more experienced nurse.

She introduced herself as Wendy Miller, though her name tag suggested a different first name, but she told Ryan she'd throw him out with the trash if he used it, sooo Wendy it was.

Wendy was a temp nurse, called in from a different hospital to provide an extra set of hands while the clinic was swamped with patients and operating at only half capacity after an attack. And Ryan helped Wendy however he could, hoping to learn from her without getting in her way.

Until he learned a little too much, and saw something he was never supposed to see...

When he regained consciousness, Ryan honestly first thought he just had a terrible hangover. But then he heard the familiar rhythmic beep of hospital equipment, and he remembered he hadn't even been out drinking at all — never mind him technically being too young to even be allowed to drink.

He blinked his eyes open, trying to adjust to the bright lights in the room. Why was he in a bed, and not standing next to it? Gently reassuring the patient for whatever scary procedure they were facing?

He tried to sit up, but that just made the room spin, as well as his stomach. He quickly dropped his head back onto his pillow, coughing as he nearly choked on the bile he desperately swallowed down.

Help. He needed help.

He blindly groped for the button to call a nurse, when the door already opened and a woman in pink scrubs walked in. The pink really stuck out to Ryan. It wasn't uncommon for staff to wear whatever colour of personal scrubs they liked, since the clinic had no rules against doing so. No, the pink stuck out because it jogged Ryan's memory.

"W-Wendy...."

He frowned at how weak and muted his voice sounded, reaching for his face, only to smack his hand against the oxygen mask that covered his mouth and nose. He pulled it away, barely having the strength to fight the resistance from the elastic band that was supposed to hold it in place.

"W-Wendy..."

"Oh." the nurse just replied, "Not only are you awake, you also remember me."

Why doesn't that sound reassuring?

She gently grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled the mask from his hand and put it back on his face, not letting go just yet. In fact, her grip tightened, painfully so. Ryan's breath fogged up the mask as it picked up, and one of the machines let out a gentle beep as his heart-rate suddenly spiked.

"That dose was supposed to kill you before anyone would find you." Wendy hissed, "But unfortunately someone walked in on us, so I had to resuscitate you. Not to worry, though. I brought an extra dose~"

She finally let go of him, stepping back so she could pull a syringe from her pocket. Ryan weakly shook his head, groping around for the help button again, but it wasn't where it was supposed to be. Meanwhile Wendy casually checked the IV bags that Ryan hadn't even noticed before, before injecting whatever was in that syringe into the valve where all the tubes connected and ran straight into his arm.

Ryan reached over to disconnect the tube from the cannula, but Wendy grabbed his wrist again, trying to pin him down.

"Not so fast!" she said, "Just give in and maybe you'll die before it starts hurting."

"N-no..."

Ryan couldn't believe what was happening, yet at the same time he vividly remembered the struggle they had previously. The substance she forced him to ingest. He never did find out what it was exactly, but he had a very strong hunch now.

Something lethal.

And now she'd given him more of it. Even if he did manage to disconnect the cannula, it was probably already too late. And yet, when the door suddenly opened, Wendy suddenly changed strategies and tore it out herself.

"Ow—"

"Oh! Dr Slade, thank goodness!" Wendy exclaimed, "H-he tore out his cannula, he's beside himself!"

"W-what? N-no! D-doctor!"

"It's arite, Ryan," Dr Slade gently said, "you're safe. I'll explain what's going on, but I need you to calm down, for me. You've had a cardiac episode and I'd rather not agitate the organ until we get the test results back. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Ryan looked at the doctor in disbelieve. Did he...did he not know? Did he not see the warning glare on Wendy's face as she continued to hold him down?

"H-help me..." he wheezed desperately. "G-get her off. S-she...she did this. S-she...W-Wendy.....D-drugs..."

"See?" Wendy simply replied, faking a worried expression as she looked back at Slade, "Completely off his rocker."

She turned back to Ryan, her worried look changing back to that warning glare.

"Look at me, honey." she said, "You're not making any sense, dear. Just stop talking and breathe with me, okay?"

Ryan shook his head, each breath becoming an increasing struggle, just before some of the equipment started beeping in alarm.

"Oxygen sats just plummeted, doctor!" Wendy reported.

"Put him down, let me check his airway," Dr Slade said, moving the bed forward a bit so he could fit behind it, while Wendy finally let go of Ryan to lower the back of the bed until he was lying flat on his back.

Ryan tried to use this opportunity to pull his oxygen mask away, but Wendy stopped him as she returned to take his pillow away. Then Slade appeared above him, removing the mask entirely. Ryan knew what could happen next. He knew he could pass out, and he knew if he couldn't breathe properly they would shove a tube down his throat next. So this was his last chance.

"W....Wendy...." he choked out.

"Wendy's right here, lad. We'll take good care of you," Slade gently said.

No! She caused this!

But the sound he managed to produce didn't even sound like any existing word, and the brief flash of shock on Dr Slade's face was the last thing Ryan saw before his eyes rolled back as he lost consciousness.

And the last thing he heard?

Fucking Wendy.

"I-is he going to be alright, doctor?"

@ailesswhumptober

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If you're curious: Yes, he's going to be alright. They discovered that Wendy was up to no good and had already been flushing Ryan's system clean from any possible toxins instead of awaiting test results.

#AIlesswhumptober2024 #day 30 #poison #delirium #“You're not making sense.”#oc #fic #female whumper #medwhump #medical whump #whump writing #whump event #oc whump

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aintitfierce · 2 months ago

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also i have more interactions between vanya and the wolf to share

And it’s here now that The Wolf realizes he must have looked away from Vanya’s scheme for much longer than he’d assumed, as the god quite swiftly reveals the answers to every part of her riddle— and how long has it been since Grandmother passed it on to him? He can’t remember. Last he knew it had been nine years. Sirree is so tall now. To himself, thinking of Sirree, The Wolf thinks also that he’s been spending an unwise amount of time in The Pretty Vanya Creature’s space lately.

“Grandmother has included many rumors and old hearsay in an effort to test the Pretty Vanya, but she has forgotten about Dima. She has underestimated the lovely Vanya’s charms! He has been given all the information from Dima! She spoke to him for many hours at his endearingful behest!”

“Dima would talk to a still-meaty skeleton for many hours,” The Wolf points out. “She isn’t charmed. She just can’t help herself.”

Vanya sniffs. “Dima did not talk to a skeleton for hours, though, she regaled to Pretty Vanya for hours. And thusly she has given to him the keys of the answers.”

“Well, then, hit me,” The Wolf says, and then quickly clarifies, “Not literally. Gimme the details. Where y’ going first? For that summer berry. Ain’t it summer now..?” Spoken with the slightest squint of concern. He has definitely been in Vanya’s company for too long.

“Pretty Vanya and his wolf friend must first travel to the forest, as it is the very simplest beginning to the tasks. They must be done in order or they can not be done at all. Pretty Vanya has understood that part now.”

The Wolf thinks about that for what feels like a very long moment.

“In spirit? Like for emotional support?”

For the third time during their visit today, Vanya gives him a look of the utmost scornful pity which he isn’t altogether convinced he deserves.

“Why do I hafta go?” The Wolf asks plaintively.

“Pretty Vanya’s wolf friend must go! It shall be of a kind of danger for something as lovely as the Vanya Creature to go alone! He may be spied upon by a hunter, and snatched up to be made into an exquisite coat, or an instrument. His breastbone might indeed become a harp! Pretty Vanya could sing beautifully but he would be no more the Prettiest Vanya Creature as he is now!”

The Wolf thinks even that might not prove to be enough to end Vanya for good; some part of him suspects that yet another Vanya might simply poof back into existence beside his harp-self and play a tune.

“Well I think Sirree should go, too.”

This at last not only gives Vanya a pause but what seems to be an annoyed tic as well. His eyes have darkened a little; he stares at The Wolf as if trying to memorize him.

“Virtuous Sirree can not go, wolf, she is sick. She is unwell.”

It’s not the first time Vanya has addressed him directly, but it’s unusual enough for The Wolf to feel some unease move through him. But he’s not a fool, despite everything, and he stands firm. He can not be Vanya’s only companion on this undoubtedly Pyrrhic journey.

“Then she really has t’ come with,” he continues on boldly. “Y’ can’t leave her all alone at home if she’s not doing her best health.”

“The neighbors shall care for her.”

“The curse,” The Wolf brings up, and he struggles not to let his giddiness over his fortune and his uncharacteristic quick thinking bleed into his voice. “You said the neighbors’re avoiding her. They don’t wanna get hurt, since she’s been transformed into something incomprehensible. They can’t even look on her, you said. ‘S why you got that veil on her now. They’ll leave her gifts but they won’t come into the house. It’s not good. Not safe.”

Vanya’s squinting glare could roast him like an oven, he thinks. His muzzle is wrinkled, a flash of teeth visible during a brief glower. For a moment The Wolf believes he can see the god regretting every second of all of their previous interactions.

“Then she must come along. Pretty Vanya’s wolf friend is right. He will come to his wolf friend when the sun rises tomorrow morning, with Virtuous Sirree, and they will begin the arduous trek to the Sown Forest.”

Unsurprisingly, it seems the Pretty Vanya Creature is quite skilled at handing out Pyrrhic victories himself.

#there's still things that need to be worked out but i'll do that eventually #for now i'm just getting the story down hhh #typewriter ghost

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rickwithtits · 5 months ago

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Tumblr and Vampires - Part 2

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“No.”

“But why-”

“I already told you a million times Mori, you can’t have a tumblr.”

“C’mon, I know there’s Mortys there, I looked when you got-”

“Shut the f- shut up, Mori! Y-you couldn’t have brought this up when we’re not in a Chud hive?!” Riq grips her plasma pistol with one hand and grabs Mori’s hand with the other as she pulls her to run from rock cover to rock cover within the dark caverns. Riq’s eyes scan for signs of the Chuds from behind the rock, a map of the tunnels (the ones she knows about at least) pulled up on her cybernetic HUD.

“I-It’s just not fair, you’ve b-been on it 24/7 since-”

“What did I just f-fuckin’ say you little-” Riq suddenly grabs Mori’s face and puts her hand over the girl’s mouth, who struggles for a moment before she hears the clip-clop of hooves. They stay still and silent behind the rock until it passes and Riq releases Mori’s head. “Stay quiet.” Riq hisses and grabs Mori’s hand as she pulls her through the tunnels until they come upon a wooden door with golden trimming. Mori’s eyes glance anxiously around as Riq runs her hand along the wood until she finds the paper-thin crevice. Mori hears her grandma’s finger open and her cybernetics make quick work of the lock, and the door swings open.

The room inside has a singular purpose with its long conference table and multiple maps with marked out territories over all of North and South America, with the Vampiric sigil of a winged cross mostly covering the East coast from Florida to Greenland, in addition to the Caribbean islands. An electric blue R covers the West coast from Central Mexico to Alaska, and middle America is scattered with independent colonies and territories such as the Werewolves, Reptikins, and Sasquatch. Mori looks over the map, which is mostly identical to the one in her gramma’s room (which she’s not allowed inside of) and Riq stands behind her doing the same. The old woman frowns and scratches her head looking at the map before turning to the table and flipping through the scrolls, tossing them to the side when she doesn’t find what she’s looking for.

“I-I thought w-we were friends with the Chuds.” Mori walks over to Riq once she grows bored of looking at the map.

“We’re-… we’re neutral.”

“Then w-why are we-” A furious whinny cuts Mori off as Chuds burst through the ground walls around them, armed with electrified spears. They’re quickly surrounded and Riq grabs Mori’s hand to pull her between the table and herself as she aims her pistol at them, especially the leader who is a tall cream mare.

“Riq Sanchez, you better have a good reason for this blatant espionage attempt.”

“I do, y-your tunnels are invading MY territory.” Riq clenches her teeth, her unibrow furrowing. Poñeta brays, disconcerted.

“We haven’t invaded anything. We adhere to the treaty’s terms, you can see our maps.” Riq’s eyes narrow.

“Then why have I found Chud-sized t-tunnels throughout California?” Poñeta pauses a moment to think.

“Hmm… We’ve heard of a Chud colony forming in Texas. They’re Vampiric.”

“Vampiric Chuds? And you didn’t think t-to f-fucking tell me that?!” Riq knows when Poñeta is lying, she does that thing with her nose, and she isn’t lying. Riq growls and puts away her plasma pistol, instead taking out her portal gun which glows a sickly neon purple. “Y-you know how much of a pain in the ass that’s going to be?” Riq mutters before shooting a portal on the rock, which glows a similar shade of lavender. She shoves Moira inside.

“I can send a regiment to help you clear them.” Riq goes to walk through the portal too but pauses and scoffs when she says this.

“Tch. Y-you offer your help now? Little t-too late.”

“You know why I couldn’t support that.” Poñeta bares her teeth.

“They’re a scourge on the goddamn Earth and they’d wipe y-you out too if they-” Riq stops herself with a deep hissing inhale and pinches the bridge of her nose. “F-fine. Do wha-agh-tever you think is best for your colony. Help me or not it doesn’t matter, I’ll eradicate the pests either way.” She turns to walk through her portal,

“Riq, wait-” but Riq just turns and walks through the portal which closes shortly after.

She walks into the living room of the house she shares with her two grand-daughters and her son-in-law. Summer is lounging on the recliner and Riq walks by her.

“Mori said something about interdimensional tumblr?”

“Oh my fuc- NO, do not even start that with me.”

“Holy shit fine, I was just asking a question you don’t need to rip my head off about it. But mom’s not gonna like you doing interdimensional stuff again.”

“I’ll deal with y-your mom when I see her.” Riq stalks into the kitchen and into the garage, catching Mori by surprise and she jumps away from the laptop on the workbench connected to the interdimensional ethernet router. Riq’s eyes dart from Mori to the laptop and then back. “Did you just make a tumblr?”

“N-no..!” Mori stares straight into Riq’s eyes for a few moments as Riq decides whether or not to call out her lie when a glowy green portal opens and a courier flap flies through.

“Delivery for Riq Sanchez F-13Δ9.” Riq’s irritated expression immediately turns to a fangy grin as she plunges her hand into the courier’s innards.

“Ohh yeah baby, ste-egh-llar timing, Val.” She pulls out a plasma rifle, a bag of what looks like thick plates to Mori, and finally a large crate glowing the same green as the portal which the courier flap leaves through.

“I-is that-” Riq cuts Mori off by pulling out her portal gun and taking off the canister of purple fluid, replacing it with the green can she takes from the crate.

“Y-yup, real portal fluid, interdimensional not just intradimensional like the shit the Citadel poisoned.” Riq fiddles with her newly restored portal gun and Mori looks at her with concern when Summer walks into the garage.

“What is that?” Summer asks and points at the portal gun with a tone that clearly indicates she knows. “Mom is so gonna kill you.”

“Y-you’re mom is busy blowing out Gromflomite brains and shooting shots with my best friends, she can lecture me about things she doesn’t know anything about when she bothers to visit.” Riq shoots a portal on the wall and grabs her new shiny rifle, and the bag of mines. She shoots a glare at her granddaughters, which they know all too well as her “taking no shit” glare. “Don’t even fuckin’ think about touching that laptop OR messaging your mom about shit until I get back.” Riq goes to step through the portal but pauses when Mori asks,

“When is that gonna be?” Riq frowns and thinks a moment.

“Tomorrow.”

“What about dinner?”

“There’s leftover spaghetti in the fridge, and brains in the freezer for your dad. Don’t worry about using it all,” Riq turns back towards the portal with a certain glint eyes. “I’m coming back with more,” she grumbles and walks through it. The sisters watch as the portal closes, and Summer smiles down at Mori.

“We’re totally making a tumblr while she’s gone, right?” Mori grins nervously up at her big sis.

“You don’t think she had a good reason for not letting us?”

“If being an old stick in the mud that doesn’t want us to have fun is a good reason, sure.”

“O-okay because I already started making one for us…”

“Oh my god you’re making one for both of us? You’re so lame.” Summer laughs.

“Hey!” Mori pouts, and Summer rolls her eyes.

“C’mon, grandma showed me some html. Let's make this page pretty.”

#r&m rp #rick and morty rp #rickwithtits #lore #roleplay blog

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lovelynim · 2 years ago

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Nooo I'm so late!! CONGRATULATIONS ON 400 FOLLOWERS!!!🥰😚

If it's still possible, can I send a Medea and Helio ask, from your throne please? Yk how she basically raised him and trained him, so I'm thinking a new discoveries scenario? She definitely gonna figure it out at sometime, it's just a matter of when. If it happens in like more of the present time he'd actually combust like rip Heli.

Now that I think about it, he'd would get so red no matter whenever it would have been she'd found out. 😭 I hope you're ok with writing them, cause ik some people are a bit iffy about them, but they do have some soft moments together (flashbacks to that one episode where he was crying like a lot and there was a scene where it looked like he was sleeping on her shoulder in the carriage 😖🥺)

Thank you so much!! And again, Congrats on 400!! It's definitely deserved! 💓

Ahhh thank you so much for the support, Anon

AND THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST BECAUSE I WAS CRAVING FOR A CHANCE TO WRITE FOR THEM.

I love a girlboss and even if they had their problems, I really like Medi and Heli together huehuehue. Anyway, I want to see how this poll will end heheh

“This kind of thing really annoys me sometimes,” Medea said, sighing out loudly as she leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes. After a whole evening reading and signing documents, studying each one to figure which would bring her state the best results, she still had to attend silly events that the other nobles would often come up with.

A few steps ahead, Helio was standing close to a mirror, still changing his clothes as he was getting ready to accompany Lady Medea to tonight’s event.

The marquess was excited about the idea, barely able to hide how happy he felt to be the one accompanying her. Still, he tried to look as composed as ever, despite the slight smile on his lips and faint blush on his cheeks. “We could come up with an excuse, if you’d like,” he suggested, looking over his shoulder to look at her.

“No,” she sighed, turning her attention back to him, admiring his bare back and the reflection of his bare chest in the mirror. Medea leaned her face into her hand before resume speaking, “I don’t need them having another reason to speak ill of me.”

Helio smiled quietly, looking down as he continued to dress up, pulling his pants up to his waist height. “It would spread just a rumor as much, m’lady,” he muttered, hearing as Medea chuckled at his comment.

“A rumor will already spread like wildfire if we get to the ball late. People love to make assumptions over this kind of matter,” the duchess continued, noticing how her words sparked something inside Helio as his cheeks were slowly turning into a light shade of pink.

“W-what kind of matter, m’lady?” Helio answered shyly, giving her a look over his shoulder as he picked up the shirt he was going to wear.

“You know, Helio,” she said, amusing herself with his reactions, “the futile things they always say, ‘I bet they got late because they were making o-’”

“M’lady!”

“Hahah, what?” Medea chuckled, standing up from her seat, “I mean, I do get why you wouldn’t want to have people assuming you did this kind of thing we me.”

“That’s not it!” Helio protested, noticing how he raised his voice just a few seconds later when he spotted the shocked look on Medea’s face. You can’t lose your temper like that, he thought, “I-I mean, it’s not that I’d mind this kind of thing, it’s just that… well, they wouldn’t be so bold to do it!”

Medea smiled softly at his panic, the more he tried to come up with a reason for it, the more he dug his own grave. It was almost too easy.

“Anyway, what’s taking you so long to get ready, Heli?” She said, returning to her composed and uninterested voice tone, making Helio freeze in place.

“A-ah, it’s n-nothing-”

“Do you need help?” Medea asked, in a more gentle tone, as she noticed his hands shaking, struggling with the buttons of his shirt. She smiled slightly, it was just typical of him.

“...if you would, m’lady,” he muttered, half embarrassed, half glad.

Medea walked towards Helio, taking his shirt into her hands as start working on the buttons. “You always struggled with these things,” she muttered, imagining that her teases only made things harder for Helio. Yet, as she continued to move up, she couldn’t help but also struggle with buttoning his shirt up. “Helio, stop moving so much,” she complained, looking up to his face.

“S-sorry, m’lady, it just feels a bit-”

“Ticklish?” She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Are you ticklish, Helio?”

#400 followers event #milestone event #your throne #your throne tickling #medea solon #helio niccolo #medea x helio #lee!helio #ticklish!helio #asks #anon

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rosehearrt · 1 year ago

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been a roughhhh time lately, my activity is esp spotty bc of it. i was in the er with my great aunt who has alzheimer's a few days ago bc she fell and hit her head ( unsupervised, they don't know how long she was on the ground for ), her home we pay so much for sent nobody with her and so while they were assessing her for a head injury, they had no idea what her baseline was/what was "normal" for her,,, i'm only 23 and its times like this when i feel especially young, standing in a hospital and advocating for her, holding her hand and forcing myself to be completely calm and smile...she was okay thankfully and just bruised herself...

yesterday i was in the er AGAIN until rlly late bc my grandma's shower door fell on her and she broke her foot and had to get stitches in it. she needs surgery, and she can't be alone bc if she falls it'll be rlly bad, so i'm running back over there tonight. trying to make time for myself rn but it's rlly rough since i'm a very 'come through for you' type of person - i've been driving the twenty mins to check on my auntie too. managed to get out for a hike w my best friend today and he makes things easier so that was wonderful, but things are rough. my ptsd has been flaring up a lot lately too.

that said, this is a happy place for me! i love rping riddle and being on tumblr, so i'm trying my best to be on when i can!! i'm not usually the type of person to talk ooc this much, or share this much of my personal struggles, but i thought it was important to update ppl on my situation/why i might be leaving you on read for awhile fgdsheyud

ANYWHOO I LOVE YOU ALL and i'm gonna reblog some stuff before grandma's!! if you have the time and energy feed my inbox pls 👀 i'd adore it!

#*♕ ‣ everything i’ve let go of has claw marks in it — ( ooc. )#tw: injury #SORRY TO SLAP THIS KIND OF DOWNER POST ON DASH ITS JUST AN UPDATE #im smooching u all ( even ppl i haven't interacted with bc i want to interact w u )

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msommers · 2 years ago

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🧙 🎱 🌞 for riya and meredith

thank you!! xoxo // tarot card meme

🧙 I - The Magician : Making a deliberate decision, taking action, experiencing a sensation of power, deep thought.

RIYA — the first time she was able to summon her knight-enchanter blade gave riya an unmatched rush of power, fueled by the magic yes but also a great deal of pride. she always struggled with learning through study, even after she found a topic she was truly interested in with honing her magic to create a blade of pure magic for combat, and that moment of finally managing to pull off what she'd been working towards for weeks,,,,,too wonderful for words.

MEREDITH — well, every example there is very mere coded. while she’s adept at multitasking and juggles various responsibilities because she must, she’s still the type who hones in on one particular big picture goal that she invests great time and effort into completing. she isn’t afraid of making decisions whether they be little or small, but as someone in her position of power (lady, warden-commander, queen, inquisitor, etc etc) she prefers to take time to think things through before enacting those changes (usually to get ahead on damage control because some of her bigger changes can anger a lot of folk lmao).

🌞 XIX - The Sun : Enlightenment, finding the truth, a moment of glory or vitality, trusting your abilities.

RIYA — could yap on about the blind faith she has in her own abilities (however blind and egotistical she may be in that department), but “a moment of glory” just screams her victory at the grand tourney. there can be a lot of talk about the fact that the final challenge was against her own late lover, but that doesn’t change the fact she was stacking up wins all the way up until that point. riya was on top of the world for a good few hours there, riding the high and positively glowing with her joy.

MEREDITH — kind of dark given that this is a sun prompt, but all that points towards meredith piecing together every horrid deed committed or allowed by loghain and arl howe during the fifth blight. she had to discover certain truths and deduce some others, and though the truths were dreadful they did lead to a burst of vitality for her. to her it all told her a simple yet great fact: she was doing the right thing. it gave her a boost in energy to continue her, frankly, relentless work to tear down those men from the places of power they’d put themselves on. it took a lot of trust in her own abilities to reach the places she did, thankfully they were enough.

🎱 XX - Judgement : Moment of reckoning, taking a stand, making a choice, rebirth, absolution, cleansing.

RIYA — she’s quite literally receiving absolution by being recruited into the grey wardens, being yoinked right out of whatever judgement was barrelling her way for the crimes she had been accused of. not entirely a rebirth with her joining the ranks, though entirely possible for her to get there in time.

MEREDITH — did you mean: killing arl rendon howe, the tarot card edition. it was without a doubt an act of vengeance at its heart, that much is clear to the few who witnessed meredith demand retribution before launching herself daggers-first into a brutal, bloody fight with the man. though those same few can also attest to the cleansing affect his demise had on her, clear even in his final moments as she watched him fade. the fury building in her for months over the injustice done to her family and people began to dim, and the ever-present weight of knowing he was alive still harming others began to ease from her shoulders. there was still another who needed her judgement, but his was not as important, not as personal to her journey of growing into queen. if you want to be Extra about it, you could say she was reborn as a ruler right there. a queen ready to get her hands dirty and ensure evils were repaid no matter who committed them. or you could just call it a murder if you’re a lame apologist or w/e

#ch: valeriya de clairmont #ch: meredith cousland #two very different gals lmao #one who ran away from every responsibility that breathed in her direction #and one who has been happy to accept every responsibility given to her since she was little #also an innocent girl and a killer :) but like the murder was against the baddest of bads so it's fine we excuse it

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runnning-outof-time · 3 years ago

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To Be Alone | Tommy Shelby x Reader | Chapter 30

Masterlist

Next Chapter - Epilogue

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x OC

Summary: Tommy narrowly escapes death and finds his way back to Celia. She’s finally able to share her secret with him, and he asks her a question she can’t say ‘no’ to.

Warnings: language, smoking, drinking, season 2 spoilers

Word Count: 4051

A/N: here it is everyone...the day of reckoning. What will happen? What will Tommy say? How will it all end? I’ve only got 1 more chapter left to share with you after this :’) also, I was listening to ‘First Times’ by Ed Sheeran a lot when I wrote this part, it’s such a sweet song ... enjoy! :)

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Celia was still waiting for him to return. It had been a bit since the shots were fired, and Tommy hadn't shown his face in the stands. She did see the men that he brought along with him to clean up Sabini's posts, and by the looks of it, they were making out well. Still, she wouldn't feel better until she saw his face and physically confirmed that he was ok.

"I need to go," Polly then stated, standing from her seat.

"Where are you going?" Celia asked for more details, really not wanting to be left alone at the moment.

"I have business I have to attend to," Polly was vague with her answer, and Celia sighed, knowing that this was all she'd be getting. "Stay here," Polly told her then. What else was she going to do though? So Celia watched as Polly moved through the row and walked up the steps to the concourse, leaving her sitting by herself. She couldn't help but feel tears prick her eyes, and she got a feeling down deep in her gut that something wasn't right.

Tommy looked about finished with everything as two coppers dragged him out of the building and to a truck, one leading them with a pistol pointed back at his arrestee. He didn't know why they were making such a big deal out of this...it wasn't like he was resisting.

"Take his hat and gun," the man with the weapon ordered, now standing in the back of the truck. "Get in then," he then ordered Tommy once said things had been taken, and Tommy listened, no emotion on his face as he heaved himself in and sat down, his own revolver, the one that didn't fucking work, being pointed at him now. One of the remaining men got into the back, and both guns were still aimed in Tommy's direction as the doors to the truck shut and everything went black. The engine started up then, and the truck began moving to who the hell knows where.

Celia had had enough of waiting. She needed to find someone she knew, and she needed to do it fast. So she stood from her seat and moved throughout the concourse in hopes that a familiar face would pop up. It didn't take long for her to hear Arthur's distinct voice coming from one of the bar areas. So she stepped in, seeing John in the middle of hugging Lizzie, who looked like she had been put through hell. Arthur was sitting at one of the tables, a drink in his hand as he grinned. "Oi, Celia! Have you seen Tom anywhere?" he asked once he saw her approaching.

"No. I was wondering if you did," she shook her head, sending a look of concern in Lizzie's direction, "are you ok, Lizzie?" she asked.

"Things didn't go quite as planned. Tommy got to me late and then struggled with the soldier because his gun didn't go off. They fought and he killed the Field Marshal with his own gun," Lizzie gave them a rundown of what had happened, her voice shaky. "I don't know where he went afterwards. He told me to leave."

"Things went off without a hitch for us. We took Sabini's lisences and burned them. All bets made on these races will now go to the Peaky Blinders," Arthur reported on how him and his men got on with their assignment, a proud smile on his face.

The conversation was cut short before anyone could respond by Polly walking into the room then. Celia's eyes widened when she noticed a circle of red in the middle of her white, striped coat. "Are you ok, Pol?! Are you bleeding?" she frantically asked as she moved to the older woman’s side.

"No, I'm not bleeding. We need to go, Celia," she answered, her voice bare of emotion. Celia furrowed her brows, almost wanting to dispute the statement and wait for Tommy, but the look in Polly's eyes told her that her argument would be wasted. So she nodded and followed the other woman out of the grounds and to the car. The others were left there with confused expressions on their faces, but nobody said anything as they surely also heard in Polly's voice that her statement wasn't up for contention.

"I killed the inspector," Polly stated the second they were in the car. Her voice still held no emotion, and she stared straight out in front of her as she spoke. Celia looked at her with wide eyes, not knowing what she was to say.

"No one knows where Tommy is," she decided to tell the woman sitting to her left then, tears brimming her eyes for the umpteenth time today. She didn't know why this was affecting her so much emotionally.

"He'll be fine," Polly assured her, sending a nod and a comforting look in Celia's direction. She may have just killed a man herself, but she knew that Celia was still new to this. She hadn't been around for one of Tommy's plans to go awry. And she knew how much Celia cared for him.

"I hope so," Celia said, wiping her tears as she nodded her head along with Polly, hoping that doing so would make her believe more.

"You're pregnant," Polly said then, making Celia look in her direction with widened eyes. This statement had came out of left field, and it was the last thing Celia was expecting her to say. "I can tell in how you've been holding yourself these past few months." So she'd known all along? If so, why didn't she approach Celia sooner?

"I am," Celia nodded, her voice coming out as a whisper. There was no use in lying about it now.

"And it's a girl," was Polly's next statement.

"It is," Celia nodded once more, trying so hard to smile. Her mind was focused solely on Tommy and his well-being at the moment. Although she did wonder how Polly knew that without any background knowledge.

"Tommy'll get out of it," Polly assured her, knowing exactly what was on the younger woman's mind. "He'll be home before the end of the day."

"I hope so," Celia whispered, staring out the window then as she tried so hard to hold on the tears that were threatening to fall.

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"...nearly got fucking everything!" Tommy yelled into the emptiness of the fields around him, his back turned to the three men who would be executing and burying him in a matter of seconds. All he had on his mind at that moment was Celia. How he was never going to see her again, touch her again...be with her again. He wasn't afraid to die, but he felt terrible that he would be leaving her in his wake.

"Ah, what the fuck...get it done, boys," he sighed, throwing his cigarette to the ground before he moved to the hole, kneeling in front of it as he threw his valuables that he had on him in. He closed his eyes and said his final words then, imagining Celia as he waited for his end to come.

But it didn't. He fell into the grave, but he was still alive, and now there was a man yelling at him to get up and get out of there. So he did just that, only half-concentrating on the orders that the remaining man was barking at him. He stumbled as he walked through the fields, falling down onto the dirt at one point, before his feet were taking him to the place he knew she'd be. Right now he only needed to see her.

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Celia went back to Tommy's house in hopes that he'd show up there when he finally came back. She almost got tired of waiting and wanted desperately to go to sleep. But her desire to see him again outweighed her desire to get some rest. So she sat on the couch in his living room, staring at the fire as she tried to keep the terrible thoughts in her mind at bay. Her hand was subconsciously rested upon her stomach, her baby girl not leaving her mind also. Her baby girl who she didn't tell him about. Who she kept a secret from him for way too fucking long. Who she may never get to tell him about now. No...don't think like that, Celia.

Polly's words kept going through her head...'he'll be home by the end of the day'...it was night now, and Celia had wished that she had asked for some clarification before leaving the woman who had spoken the statement. Did she mean by the end of daylight or the end of the calander day? Either way it was coming to an end, and Tommy hadn't come back yet.

Then she heard someone knocking on the door. She gasped at the sudden sound, sitting frozen in her spot on the couch as she looked over to it. Could her prayers have finally been answered? There was only one way to find out.

The knocking came again as she stood from the couch and moved to the door, her hand gripping the knob tightly before she turned it and slowly pulled the door open. Another gasp left her mouth as her eyes fell upon the person now standing across from her. "T...Tommy," she breathed, her eyes already filling with tears. Was this real right now? Or was she dreaming?

The man in front of her confirmed his realness when he stepped forward into the house and took her into his arms, hugging her frame tightly to his body. He didn't want to let go, because this time he wasn't so sure that he was going to get out of the predicament he was in and find his way back to her arms.

"Tommy...what happened to you?" she asked him after they finally pulled away. She stepped back to look him over, cringing slightly when she took in his appearance. His clothing was disheveled and dirty, his hair was a mess, there was a cut by his right eyebrow that had a trail of blood dried to his skin directly under it, the bright red necktie was now missing and his once white collar had red splattered over it. He looked like he'd been to war. The worst of it for Celia though was his eyes. They simultaneously held no emotion and all of the emotions in the world in them, and it was making it hard for Celia to really discern what he was feeling at the moment.

"I was brought to my grave and then I was able to walk out of it," Tommy responded, his voice flat as he spoke.

Celia's eyes widened at his statement, "they were going to kill you?!" she just about shrieked, tears filling her eyes once again. You'd think by now that she'd have none left to cry.

"It was a set up. Winston Churchill wants me to work for him...is going to be contacting me in the near future," Tommy told her then.

"Dammit, Tommy!" she exclaimed, hitting his chest with both of her hands out of impulse. It wasn't hard, and Tommy understood why she did it - being that she was so close to losing him, so he wasn't mad at her. He could never be mad at her. "You could've been killed," she said then, tears falling freely now as she collapsed against his chest. He held her in his arms, stroking her back soothingly in hopes to get her to calm down. "I could have lost you...we could have lost you," she cried into the material of his coat.

"Shh, love...I'm here. I'm still here with you," he assured her, kissing her hair after he spoke.

"Tommy..." she paused, pulling back from him then to wipe the tears that had fell from her eyes, "I need to tell you something, and I need to tell you now. I've been holding this in for too long, and it can't wait another second," she said, preparing herself for her secret to be let out to probably the last person to know about it...the person who really should have been the second person to know.

"What is it, Celia?"

"No, let me speak, please," she stressed her words, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to regain her composure.

"Go on then, love," there was a slight smile in Tommy's words, and it was then that she realized she'd yet to tell him. That she was just standing in front of him.

"I'm pregnant, Tommy." There. It was out. Finally Tommy knew that she was pregnant. All was right in the world. Well it would be right the second that he responded to her announcement.

She locked her eyes with him as she watched him digest the news. He hadn't screamed in her face and told her to get out of his life, so that was a good sign, right? "How...how far are you?" he finally asked then, his voice soft as he spoke.

"I'm four months as of about a week ago," she told him, letting out the breath she was holding in anticipation of his response.

He was shocked now more than anything. How could he go from almost being executed to finding out that he was going to have a child in five months...that he was a father now. "Four months?" he repeated her answer, his hands going to run over her stomach as he peered down slightly, "love, your stomach's still flat," he commented on his findings then, making Celia laugh slightly.

"The midwife said that I've been carrying back, like more internally, but that she's growing perfectly and that she should be making her first appearances within the next few weeks," Celia explained the reason behind her lack of a baby bump, her hand dropping to rest upon Tommy's that was still against her stomach.

Tommy's eyes were wide again with the next bit of news that was shared with him. "She? It's a girl?" he asked, his voice just above a whisper.

"Yes, she," Celia confirmed that he heard right, "I just found out today."

"You didn't tell me," was what he said next, now racking his brain to try to think of a time where Celia had told him that she was pregnant. He did this for a few moments, but came up blank.

"I said just about everything except 'I'm pregnant' to you, Tommy. You were too caught up in business to catch on," she stated in a matter-of-fact tone. “And I know I should have just said ‘I’m pregnant’, but still.”

"I'll give it up," he said out of nowhere then, making her brows furrow.

"What?" she asked for clarification.

"I'll give the business up. I'll give everything up...the races, the deals, the killing. I'll give it up." She did not expect this to come from him. But he sounded so serious at the moment.

"No, Tommy, I can't expect you..."

"You deserve it, Celia," he cut her off. His hands fumbling through his pockets then. "You deserve a steady, normal life with me...with our child," he continued on, his fingers finally finding what he was looking for.

"Tommy..."

The breath got caught in Celia's throat as she watched him drop down on his one knee, the gold plated ring that he wore on his right ring finger daily sitting in between his fingers as he looked up at her. "Will you marry me, Celia Rose Farraday?" he asked, his eyes full of hope.

"Darling, are you joking?" was the first thing that came out of Celia's mouth before she could stop it, making her mentally kick herself for not keeping her mouth shut and instead giving him the answer he was looking for.

"Please?" Tommy didn't let her statement deter him, practically pleading with her to agree to him.

"Yes, Tommy. I'll marry you," she nodded her head then, tears starting to fall again, though this time they were happy ones.

A wide smile broke onto Tommy's features as he stood from the floor and grabbed her left hand, sliding the ring, that was a bit too big for her, onto her ring finger before he took her cheeks into his hands and kissed her passionately. The kiss felt just like it was their first. Celia's mind swirled as her emotions overtook her. She was full on crying when they pulled away from each other, and Tommy couldn't stop from smiling as he wiped the tears from her cheeks. Hell, he was crying to. "I'll get you a ring soon. A beautiful ring, like you deserve," he promised her, his hands finding hers again. "This is what I had right now. I couldn't wait though," he told her, his fingers spinning the ring of his that she was now wearing.

"This is fine, Tommy," she told him, laughing softly between her tears. She looked down at the ring then. Sure, it was like a size and a half too big, and nearly slid off of her finger when she held her arm downwards, but it was perfect. It fit this moment, this proposal, so well.

"I'm getting you a ring, Celia," he remained steadfast on his statement, and Celia wasn't going to argue, "I'm getting you a ring, and I'm getting you a house...a bloody mansion that is so far away from this city that we're going to have to take the day if we want to drive back into it."

He'd just professed this grand plan for their future, and Celia...oh, sweet, Celia...said the first thing that came to her mind: “but what about my jobs, Tommy?"

"If I have my way with these betting posts, you won't be working another day in your life, love," he told her, and she could tell from the look in his eyes that he was being serious about this, that he wouldn't stop at anything until he made that a reality.

"I love you, Tommy," was all she could say then, more tears streaming down her cheeks as she pictured their future together, one in a beautiful home with their baby girl, and then maybe a few more kids, by their side. "I love you so much," she breathed, holding his face in her hands and staring right into his eyes. The smallest smile formed on his lips as he closed the space between them, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. "We're gonna have to tell your family," Celia stated after they pulled apart to rest their foreheads together.

"Fuck my family," Tommy breathed, not really thinking straight at the moment. Celia couldn't help but giggle.

"I'm sure they'd be happy to know," she said then, toying with the dirty collar of his shirt. He really needed to change out of these clothes. "They all pretty much already know about me being pregnant."

"So I was the last fucking one to know?" he questioned, his eyebrows playfully raised at her statement. He wasn’t angry. He couldn’t be. Celia fell into more giggles as his face softened and he chuckled.

"I'm not sure if Arthur knows, because he's just as dense as you are. John only knows because I told Esme and those two have no filter whatsoever. I thought that Polly didn't know, but she sprung her knowledge on me during the car ride home."

"So I was the last fucking one to know," Tommy repeated himself, nodding his head and pointing to himself as he spoke for dramatic effect.

Celia tried to hold a straight face, but it soon dissolved into a grin as she nodded her head. "Yeah, I think you are," she admitted. Tommy shook his head as he tried hard to hold his smile back. God, she had him grinning like an idiot.

"Never again, C. Next time you have something important to tell me, tell me, please," he stressed his words, and Celia nodded, telling him that she'd do whatever it took from now on to get the message through to him when she had something important.

Celia then stepped back slightly from him, taking in his full appearance once more now that her emotions had calmed down. "You look filthy, Thomas," she stated then, her eyebrows scrunched together in a look of displeasure. "Do you want me to run you a bath?"

"Depends. Are you planning on joining me in said bath?" he raised his eyebrows suggestively as he looked down at her.

She couldn't stop the smirk from forming on her face. "If you play your cards right..." she told him, trailing off as she bit her bottom lip.

"When have I ever played them wrong when it comes to you?" Tommy grinned. He did have a point. Celia wasn't going to let him know that though.

"Do you really want to open that can of worms?" she asked, her hands on her hips as she looked up at him. The smile still on her face let him know that she was joking, and that he was safe from any lectures for the night.

"Save it for another day, love," Tommy responded, taking hold of her hand then before he led her up the steps and to his room. She then got the bath ready, and they shared the tub together, talking about what was to come as they washed the stresses and remnants of the day from their bodies.

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"Oi, Tommy! You're still alive!" Arthur cheered as he walked into the office at the betting shop. "Nice of you to come tell us as soon as you got back," he chided as the rest of his family members filed in behind him. Soon enough, Arthur, John, Esme, Polly, Michael, Finn, Ada, and Lizzie were all standing in the open space of the office while Tommy and Celia were situated behind his desk. Tommy was sitting, and Celia was stood behind his chair, her hands rested on his shoulders as she stood sort of to the side of him.

"I had more important matters to attend to," Tommy answered, slightly glancing over to Celia, who couldn't hold back her smile. "How did the posts fair out?" he asked then.

"Really good, Tom. We burned all of Sabini's lisences, and all earnings from Espom came directly to us," Arthur reported, a proud smile on his face, because it was him who was leading the group.

"That's good," Tommy stated, nodding his head. "I have some ideas for the future of the company..." he trailed off, tapping the ash of the cigarette he was smoking into the ashtray that sat on his desk. "And...I'm planning on getting married," he told them as if it was any other sentence. Celia's smile only widened, her heart swelling as she watched his family (which was soon to be hers) for their reactions. The women's eyes immediately widened. A smug grin took up John's face, Michael and Finn were saying something to each other, and Arthur just looked on with a smile. Celia could have swore that she saw a tear fall from his eyes.

Tommy turned slightly in his chair to look up at Celia, who was looking down at him. They both shared a smile before Tommy nodded his head towards the other people in the room, as if he was telling her to go accept their congratulations'. So she went into the small crowd, immediately getting hugs from everyone. Her favorite hug though, had to be when Tommy came up to her from behind. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to him, his head moving to fit between her neck and shoulder. The boys were immediately hollering about how there was no doubt now that Tommy had gotten soft, and that they couldn't believe that he'd actually got a woman to willingly settle down with him. Tommy ignored them, pressing his lips to Celia's neck. She felt him smile against her skin, and it only made hers widen. At that moment, everything was the way it was supposed to be.

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lacroixqueen · 3 years ago

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how sevika protects you (18+)

Summary: A creepy guys starts hitting on you at The Last Drop, and Sevika starts getting protective. to say the least.

Pairing: sevika x fem reader

Word Count: 929

Warnings: sexual harassment, brief mentions of SA/non-con. alcohol.

Taglist (yes i have one now pls lmk if you want to be added hehe): @midnight-lestrange

You were perched over the bar, playing around with your shot glass between your fingers, looking around The Last Drop nervously. You felt like you had one drink too many, as your head was already starting to spin.

You were wearing a tight, satin slip dress and matching choker. You thought it would be a good idea to hit up the tavern and blow off some steam tonight. Work has been difficult, and you figured maybe you would bump into someone you know.

But for some reason, you were left all alone with some sleazy stranger.

This dude has been chatting you up for way longer than you were comfortable, and you were starting to look for an excuse to get out of the situation.

You were trying your hardest to be polite; smile and nod, laugh at his unoriginal jokes. Try to show sincere interest in his nonsensical ramblings on the “intricacies of the Shimmer economy”. To be honest, you really couldn’t care less. And this guy was starting to get on your nerves.

“So what’s your name again?” he would laugh drunkenly, inching towards you a bit closer.

“Uh.. it’s Y/N..” you answered back apprehensively, still searching the bar for a distraction.

“Y/N.. that’s such a cute name,” he would remark, getting close enough to start playing with strands of your hair. “And you are so pretty too..”

Sevika was watching you from the front of the bar. She was pretending to appear like she wasn’t looking, by shuffling a deck of cards and dealing them to the others who were sitting around her table.

But she was paying very close attention. To the way his eyes lingered a bit too long on your neck and cleavage. How he would angle his body in a way that made it practically impossible for you to evade him.

Sevika knew she was taking a risk the moment she started allowing herself to care about you. She hated thinking about all the different things undercity dwellers would do to you without hesitation. Men who would not think twice about drugging you, fucking you, selling you.

She did, however, love to think about all the different ways she could kill them. She liked the thought of her being able to protect you. To ensure that no harm could ever come your way.

Sevika kept looking over in your direction to check on you.

At this point, he was starting to slide his hand over the curve of your waist.

That’s it.

“Excuse me boys,” Sevika would mutter, suddenly standing up from her gambling table.

While she was walking over, you were trying your best to wiggle away out of his slimy grasp.

“Um.. I have to go-” you began to say, only to be interrupted by Sevika slamming the creep’s face straight into the hard, wooden surface of the bar.

“What the FUCK?!” he cried out, holding onto his bleeding nose and staring up at the menacing woman who stood before him.

Once he saw who instigated the fight, he immediately slinked away into the shadows and fled the building.

“W-why did you do that?!” you cried, turning around to face her. “You could have killed him!”

Well, yeah. That was kind of the point.

“Let’s go, you’re coming with me,” Sevika said bluntly, grabbing you by the wrist and leading you out of The Last Drop.

“Hey! Wait!” you exclaimed, but your body was being pulled out the door no matter how hard you struggled against her.

“I’m taking you home,” she replied. “It’s getting way too late, and you’ve had too much to drink.”

You pouted, following her out into the streets of Zaun, realizing she was probably right.

You felt yourself blushing this whole time, looking up at the much taller woman who was confident enough to beat up some bastard who was hitting on you, then walk you home like it was nothing.

Sevika noticed you were shivering a bit, since 1. It was freezing cold and 2. The only thing separating you from the icy midnight air was a tiny little dress.

Without a word, she undid her red cloak with one hand and draped it over your shoulders.

“Take this,” she said, continuing to walk briskly through the Lanes while holding tightly onto your hand.

As if you weren’t flushing bright red already. You could feel your cheeks warming up and your heart leaping against your chest as you felt the soft fabric fall over you and immediately warm you up.

Finally, you two reached the entrance to the Gardens. You played with your hands nervously, looking up at her shyly.

“Th-thanks I guess..” you stammered. Goddamnit, it was ridiculous how hard you were blushing at this point. “For looking out for me back there..”

“Just go to sleep early,” Sevika nodded. Always so to-the-point.

You ground your heels into the cobblestone, still not wanting to leave her side for some odd reason.

“Did you want to come upstairs..?” you suddenly had the courage to look up at her.

And now you have decided to be bold. Why not? It wasn’t like she didn’t rail you until you couldn’t walk properly just last week.

She smirked, leaning down to give you a very gentle, loving kiss on the lips as she unclasped her cloak from around your body.

Without another word, she spun right back around on her heels, throwing her cloak over her shoulder.

“Go to bed, princess,” she reminded, disappearing into the darkness and returning to the depths of the undercity.

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astrababyy · 2 years ago

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I think moving to the Illyrian camps will be a huge hurdle in Rhysand and Feyre’s relationship. Their way of life is so different than the people who live in that place. Feyre and the other woman in Velaris are free, can interact with the opposite sex without worry and can have careers outside of home making. In Illyria, they face a never ending torrent of sexism and misogyny. They are also tightly controlled by their male relatives. They must look at the ground in the presence of males (which is something I think Feyre would forget to do), they must contribute to the camp (which will conflict with Feyre’s duties as High Lady) and they must listen to the commands of the men around them. I think this will be something that Feyre struggles to do and she will not know how to cope with all these new rules. How do you think moving to the camps will affect their relationship?

Hi, @thepinkdove ! Sorry for answering this so late. I'd been meaning to answer it, but I forgot about it until I checked my inbox today lol.

As far as I know, Rhysand and Feyre aren't moving to the camps anytime soon. I don't know if this is news you heard somewhere or if you mean it as a what-if, but I'll be answering this as the latter.

TL;DR: I don't think the treatment Feyre would face at the camps would be a hurdle for them, in and of itself, since Rhysand shares similar sentiments of disdain towards the Illyrians. I do, however, believe that Feyre would want to take action in helping the Illyrian females once she sees for herself how they’re treated. I also think that, maybe, she’d be quite critical of Rhysand’s lack of action in the camps over the centuries.

If and when Feysand were to ever move to the Illyrian camps, I am honestly conflicted on how it would affect their relationship. For one, though Feyre would severely disagree with their way of life, Rhysand does as well and iirc he either hates the Illyrians or doesn't care all that much about them, though he claims to, considering how little he's done to help them and how much he's done that's gotten them abused and slaughtered.

With that, I do think that any struggles Feyre might face there would be an anger and disgust they'd bond over since that seems to be common with them.

Still, I don't see Feyre as the type (at least in the OG trilogy) to sit back while innocents suffer. Though she tends to believe everything Rhysand says, living in the camps will give her an upfront, constant view of how females in Illyria are treated and what they go through. There's a chance she'd end up blaming it on the camp leaders who are the ones directly doing the oppressing, especially since she's not all that keen on criticizing Rhysand anymore, but I do think that she'd waver in her ultimate loyalty to her mate since it'd show a blatant lack of care for the camps on his part.

I'm not Feyre's biggest fan (understatement lol), but she's taken action in the past when directly faced with struggling faeries. I'll admit that this has commonly been used as a plot device to vilify other characters, but it’s still a part of her character, and I think she’d struggle to justify Rhysand’s lack of action in helping the Illyrian females because of this.

There is some parts I’m unsure about, personally, because while Feyre would probably be critical, she also might not be because she’s justified Rhysand’s actions in the past. I’m currently reading the second book in the ACOTAR series, and Feyre did criticize Rhysand for not acting against Amarantha, but that was treated more as a trauma response than anything legitimate so it’d honestly depend.

Rhysand is really good at gaslighting and manipulating her so, even if she does have concerns, he’d probably manage to assuage them quickly. If there’s other people involved, like maybe Nesta or friends she makes in the camps, she might have a mind of her own for once and stand up to him. It really all depends because Feyre’s characterization is very iffy depending on how the author wants Rhysand to look.

All in all, I do think that going to the Illyrian camps would be a hurdle in their relationship, but there’s a lot of complication in how I feel it’d be dealt with as Rhysand has been able to assuage her in the past, even if her concerns are legitimate. That, or they’re outright dismissed by the narrative.

#anti rhysand #anti sjm #this isn't really anti feyre #since i speak more positively abt her here than i usually do #astrababyy #astrababyy asks

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megalony · 3 years ago

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My Hero- Part 2

This is the second part of my new Dark! Henry Cavill series, thank you all for the lovely feedback on the first part, I hope you will enjoy this next part, feedback is always lovely.

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Summary: (Y/n) has a lot of health complications and frequent illnesses but believes her husband Henry is a saint for always looking after her and their boys. She doesn’t see how badly he wants her to rely on him or how much it means to him to have complete power and control over her.

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"Mummy?"

A small murmur hummed at the back of (Y/n)'s throat as she tried to wake herself up but it felt like her mind was being wrenched back into sleep mode without her say so. Every limb in her body was weighed down like gold and she couldn't move her body properly, even just wanting desperately to move her arm was a struggle.

(Y/n) wanted to cry the moment she managed to open her eyes, they burned like acid and trying to look and focus made her head explode. It was as if there was aches and pains right behind her eyes and between her nose, it was foggy and cloudy in her head and she hated it.

The only way to get rid of the pain seemed to be to close her eyes and try to sleep but she didn't know what time it was. What if she had to take the boys to school? She couldn't be late, or maybe it was still the middle of the night and they needed something.

"Baby, w-what's wrong?"

(Y/n) managed to focus her vision enough to see Adam sat up on the bed as close to her as he could manage. He wasn't wearing pyjamas, nor was he wearing his school uniform but he did have the cover around his legs and pulled up to his tummy. His hair was ruffled but he was smiling tiredly, it looked like he had been taking a nap with her but the curtains were closed. (Y/n) and Henry had blackout curtains in their room since neither of them could stand light creeping in when they were sleeping. It made it hard for them to tell what time of day it was when they had naps.

"Daddy said dinnertime." Adam reached over and brushed some hair from (Y/n)'s face, watching with big curious eyes as (Y/n) slowly pushed herself up so she was finally sitting up.

Her hands quickly reached to rub over her eyes and forcefully press against her temple to try and make her head feel lighter but she felt like it was a lead balloon. How could it be dinnertime? (Y/n) was in her pyjamas, she didn't remember getting up for breakfast or taking the boys to school or even having lunch. Had they already been and come back from school? Had she slept through the whole day or was she just forgetting from having such a deep dream?

"Are you two coming to eat?"

Henry emerged in the doorway with a bright smile on his lips and soft eyes that were focused on his wife and youngest boy. He quickly laid down on his stomach on the bed next to them, reaching out and grabbing Adam so he could tickle him senseless.

He pulled Adam to his chest, grinning from ear to ear when the little boy turned in his arms to face him and kissed his cheek, clinging to him like a baby monkey.

"What time is it?"

"Uhh, five o'clock baby, why?" Henry looked to his watch before he looked back at (Y/n), the smile slipping from his face when he noticed the look of shock and panic on her face. She bit down on her lip and scrunched her hand in her hair wanting to rip it from her scalp.

How had she slept all day?

"W-why didn't you wake me? The boys, I... I haven't eaten or even fed them- my insulin-"

"Bud go down and make sure the twins are behaving for me while I help your mum."

Henry kissed Adam's forehead, lifting him over the side of the bed and onto his feet. They both watched the toddler scuttle out of the room with a giggle, feeling like he had an order to follow. When Henry looked back at (Y/n) he could see the utter panic in her eyes and her expression was distraught. Had she missed her medications? She needed her insulin at set times, what if she had missed that, it could make her and the baby ill.

"Okay baby, you need to calm down for me. You can take your epilepsy meds at any time, your vitamin ones will be okay to have now and you have your other ones at night. Baby it's okay, I gave you your first insulin dose at lunch time but you need to eat now to have the next dose and the anti-emetics. I took care of the boys and Adam's just had an hour nap with you."

With a calming smile, Henry rubbed his hand up and down (Y/n)'s arm as he shuffled closer to her. He watched the clogs tick in her head as she thought it over. Her vitamin supplements were usually meant to take in the morning but it wasn't dangerous to take them at a different time, much the same with her epilepsy meds, as long as she didn't take too many or forget them then she was okay. And she took her stomach tablets and her anxiety meds at night before she went to sleep. It was her insulin she was more forgetful and worried about.

Her anti-emetics were different, they were usually to be taken first thing in the morning so that they could work in her system and stop her from throwing up whatever she ate. But since she hadn't eaten yet, it would be fine for her to take them now.

She began to feel more relieved as she mulled it over, she had slept for what felt like a lifetime but Henry had still made sure she got her insulin and would be okay. The fact he had given her it when she was asleep was surprising because (Y/n) was usually more of a light sleeper but she didn't even know or feel anything.

"Why didn't you wake me?" She exhaled deeply, feeling a lot calmer than she had a few seconds ago but it still felt funny.

(Y/n) didn't normally sleep for this long, only when she was in the very late stages of pregnancy or if she was very ill. This wasn't natural for her and she didn't like sleeping through the day like this and missing things.

"Baby, you're meds have been changed and you weren't well yesterday, I thought sleeping might make you feel better."

"B-but you go away in three days for the week, I can't be like this I have to take care of the boys."

Henry was going away for a week to do promotion interviews and a small press panel for the newest movie he had just finished doing. It had been hard whilst he was always disappearing to film or train or rehearse but it was perfect timing that this pregnancy happened at the end of the filming. All that was left was the press interviews and the opening of the film in the theatre, then Henry was doing what he always did, have time off to be with his family.

But (Y/n) couldn't feel like this when he was away or else the boys would be neglected, she couldn't be sleeping all the time and forget to feed them or take them to school. She had to feel better than this and be well enough to cope and look after them.

At least the only thing she had to do was take the boys to school and maybe take them out to the park or to friend's houses. She didn't have to go food shopping because they always got a big shop delivered to the house and (Y/n) wasn't going back to work yet. She had been a part-time editor for a literacy company but after having the twins she stayed off work for a while and then not long after going back she had Adam.

Work was easy because she could stay home and work and then just go to the office twice or three times a week. It was easier and less stressful for her anxiety but Henry made more than enough to support them and he said it would be easier and safer if she kept to being a stay at home mum for now. She could look after the boys and it would be better for her health. Henry looked after her, he was always telling her he loved to look after her and help her and their boys.

Now she couldn't even dream of going back to work because it scared her too much. (Y/n) liked just focusing on being a mum, she was always with her boys, she played with them and took care of the house and she was there for their tantrums, to calm them down and for their best moments.

Work always made her more prompted to go out but now she was happier being at home and just going out with Henry, the boys or very close friends.

"Baby you won't, you're just getting used to your meds that's all, and mum said she'll come down to see you during the week and help out."

"No Henry I have to be well enough! I- I can't take my meds-" (Y/n) dragged her hands through her hair again as she felt like crying. Her meds kept her health stable, the insulin stopped her from becoming severely ill and needing to go to hospital and she needed them. But she couldn't keep taking all her meds if it was going to make her this drowsy, forgetful and tired, she had to be on the ball and look after the boys.

The different meds every so often and the new pregnancy was making it harder for her to be a good mum. Henry was always looking after her but she was depending on him a lot more now and she couldn't do that when he had to work.

"Sweetheart listen to me," Henry's voice was stern and his brows raised in a demeanour that told her she didn't have a choice but to listen. "You are not going off any of your meds because I'm not taking the risk of you getting seriously ill or the baby being ill. How about this, you stop taking the migraine painkillers since they might make you feel really tired, and you take your epilepsy meds at night. Then if they make you tired or a bit numb you'll sleep it off. Three days should be enough for you to get used to the new meds."

Henry brushed his thumb over (Y/n)'s cheek, a little bit firmer than usual to try and get her to listen. He couldn't have her not taking her meds, they kept her mellow, healthier and more reliant on him. If she didn't take them she would be at risk but she would also be more alert and less likely to ask Henry for help when she needed it. He couldn't have that.

"B-but the new meds..."

"Are stopping you from having a seizure and that keeps you and our little one safe. Now stop worrying about it sweetheart, don't I always make sure you're all okay?"

(Y/n) felt her breath jumping into her throat and a rush of adrenaline burned through her chest, stomach and tingled through her arms when Henry started to move. He crawled closer to her, prowling agonisingly slow like a predator approaching their prey. His right hand skimmed up her leg over her inner thigh and under her shirt to rest on her slowly growing belly. He moved his legs over until his knees were resting on the bed either side of (Y/n)'s legs, effectively pinning her beneath him.

The wide grin on his face that flashed some of his teeth showed his intentions and it made (Y/n) stomach shudder and her heart pick up speed. They both knew it wouldn't be long before one of the boys came to find them and drag them down for dinner.

But Henry was going to make use of the little time they had now. Making (Y/n) succumb to him and give in to him and to pleasure also made her more likely to give in to his demands and persuasions. She would be a lot more relaxed and calmer and at the end of the day, (Y/n) always knew that Henry was doing what was best for her and she never went against him.

She could feel his hand rubbing over her stomach and feeling the baby kick against his palm before his fingers started to skim lower and his hand pushed down against her skin to stop her from bucking up against him.

He knew the moment his lips moulded against hers that he had gotten his way, as always.

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"Chrissy I don't know..." (Y/n) shook her head nervously as she cuddled Hugh closer who was perched on her lap. He was a bit heavy but he was still her baby even if he was seven now, he and Levi always wanted cuddles from (Y/n) and Henry.

"Oh come on, how often do we get to go out together? And I miss the boys, come on it's just lunch, please?"

The pleading tone in Chrissy's voice made (Y/n)'s stomach tighten and her teeth chomp down on her lower lip. She knew what her sister was saying, they didn't see each other very often because Chrissy lived near their parents who were over two hours away. She didn't come by this way very often and when she did it was normally for a birthday or a celebration or party. But Chrissy was here for work and had today free so she wanted to see (Y/n).

They had been close before they both got jobs and (Y/n) moved here with Henry. But Chrissy loved her nephews and she loved (Y/n) and Henry, even though Henry was away this week Chrissy wanted them all to go out. She wanted to take (Y/n) and the boys out to lunch to catch up and have a nice fun outing before they had to depart again.

"I... okay, I just need to get my insulin, I might need it after we eat." (Y/n) pressed her lips to the top of Hugh's head who was already wriggling out of her arms to go and get ready.

(Y/n) didn't feel too keen on this idea but then again, she had grown up with Chrissy. They had always been close and had always gone out together and Chrissy was one of the very few people who took (Y/n)'s worries seriously and helped her with them. She didn't treat (Y/n) like she was panicking over nothing or like she was making it up for attention and she always made sure (Y/n) felt comfortable and never got angry if they had to leave somewhere because (Y/n) couldn't handle it.

She knew she would feel a lot better if Henry was here going with them but he was away and (Y/n) had to get used to him being away and doing stuff on her own.

"It'll be just like old times." Chrissy smiled encouragingly and took (Y/n)'s hand which surprisingly wasn't trembling like (Y/n) expected it to be.

(Y/n) began to nod before both their eyes diverted down to the phone on the table that started to ring, Henry's picture lighting up the screen. (Y/n) knew he was probably ringing to check she and the boys were okay and see if she had remembered her meds. Her anti-emetic meds were finally starting to work and dulling down the morning sickness so she was now starting to eat and feel better and more alert.

"It's Henry."

"Leave it, come on let's get ready and head out."

"But I need to talk to him-"

"(Y/n) come on, you know you'll tell him that you're worried about going out and then you'll panic yourself and the only way you'll calm down is by staying home and he will kick my ass if he thinks I'm forcing you to go. Let's get ready now and go before you overthink this, ring him when we get back. For me?"

The sisters locked eyes for a few brief seconds before they both tried to reach for the one but (Y/n) groaned in frustration when Chrissy snatched it and declined the call. (Y/n) never hung up on Henry, she never missed a call, she was too panicked to do that and her OCD made her respond to any messages and texts straight away. She knew Chrissy was doing this for her own wellbeing and was only trying to help but (Y/n)'s mind was fighting with her over this.

Chrissy loved (Y/n) and she was always admiring how Henry was with her and fawning over their relationship and marriage. But she knew that if (Y/n) talked to Henry and started to panic, he would have to calm her down and then she wouldn't want to go. She knew Henry was protective and she knew if she tried to coax (Y/n) into going, even if it was for her own good, Henry would not be nice about it because he loved (Y/n). Chrissy admired that about Henry and she didn't want to argue with her brother-in-law especially about (Y/n).

"I... okay, let's go before I overthink this."

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"Hey, Henry?" Chrissy rested her hand on her hip as she bit down on her lip to stop her jaw from tightening out of nervousness. She couldn't figure out how to stand in a way that stopped her from being jittering or feeling uneasy. Her hand moved from her hip to wrap around the middle of her waist and she started to pace up and down the corridor to try and calm herself down.

Chrissy knew that this conversation was not going to be easy and it was not going to go very well.

"Hi, wow it's been a while since we've spoke, how are you?" The surprise was very evident in Henry's voice, he didn't normally call or get phone calls from Chrissy, they weren't that close. He got the odd text here and there but they mainly spoke when they were at a family gathering or saw posts of one another on social media.

"I'm good... uh, I've been in town so I came to see (Y/n) and the boys."

"Oh, are they all okay, I haven't spoke to (Y/n) since last night." There was apprehension in Henry's voice because he could just tell that something was wrong and it was putting him on edge.

"Henry,"

"What happened?"

"We all went out for lunch and it was great but just as we were leaving, (Y/n), she had a mini seizure-"

"What? Is she okay, is she hurt?!"

Chrissy could hear the frustration in Henry's panicked voice and she felt awful to be the one to ring him and talk to him. She knew how much he loved (Y/n) and how worried and upset he was when he had to be away from her and the boys. They were all so close with Henry and the family never liked to be separated.

Henry was the one who knew (Y/n) and her conditions the best, he always knew what to do and how to help her and how to avoid her becoming ill or any worse. Chrissy was (Y/n)'s sister but Henry was always better with looking after (Y/n), it sometimes made her envious.

"She zoned out and then started to stumble so we sat her down and tried talking to her but she was out of it for a few minutes. I brought her to the doctors just to check her over and they said she's fine and I can take her home soon. They're checking her blood pressure and giving her an ECG."

(Y/n) had been epileptic since she was a child so Chrissy being the elder sibling, she had always been around or aware of when it happened to her sister. She knew the signs of mini seizures and the larger ones and she knew how severe they could be and what to do when they happened but it was still scary. One minute (Y/n) had been talking as they left the restaurant and the next she was slowing down, not speaking with her eyes zoned out. She started to stumble around so Chrissy and the twins helped to sit her down but she wouldn't speak for a while.

It was clear what had happened and with how serious they could be and with (Y/n) being pregnant Chrissy knew they had to see a doctor just to get (Y/n) checked over. Normally the small ones were ones where (Y/n) could just sit and relax to recover but Chrissy wanted to be safe.

"Fuck, is the baby okay? I'll ring my mum to come stay with her when you get her home I can't have her alone after this."

Chrissy finally stopped her pacing as she tried to catch her breath, he wasn't as angry as she thought he would be, she knew how protective he was.

"They said the baby is fine and there's nothing to worry about, it was a small seizure so there's no signs of any kind of trauma or damage to either of them. And you don't have to do that I'm gonna stay with them for a day or two, make sure she's okay and she rests." She couldn't go home today after what had happened so she was going to stay the night and hopefully stay another day or more. Chrissy wanted to catch up with (Y/n) and spend some time with the boys, she did miss them all.

"Okay but don't take her out anywhere I mean it."

"What, Henry I-"

"You said you took her and the boys out for lunch, (Y/n) hasn't gone out without me for ages and she's been feeling panicked for the last month. You took her out and she had a seizure, they're brought on from stress so don't try and persuade her to go anywhere it could make her worse." Henry's tone was both demanding and chiding and it made a bubble of guilt build in the pit of Chrissy's stomach.

"She was willing to go I didn't force her, she can't lock herself away everyday Henry."

"Chrissy if she's been cooped up for weeks, suddenly going out without pre-planning sends her into a panic and stress will cause an episode so do me a favour and don't stress her or push her to do anything that will make her worry. You know how many times I've had a phone call saying she's had a seizure or collapsed and it's from her over-panicking and becoming afraid? I don't want another call like the one when we were expecting Adam."

When (Y/n) and Henry were expecting Adam, (Y/n) had been out on her own and she had been fine until she saw someone from her past.

(Y/n) had been attacked when she and Henry had been dating and it set her anxiety on fire. Seeing that person again in the street caused a panic attack and then a seizure, she'd been rushed to hospital and Henry got a call saying he needed to go there straight away. He dreaded that he'd get there and find out that they'd lost Adam or that he would be premature.

They were very lucky that (Y/n) got away with bruises and a small placental abruption, Henry couldn't have that kind of stress again.

"Okay, I'll ring you in the morning and let you know how they all are." The sorrow and guilt was very evident in Chrissy's voice as she dragged her fingers through her hair, trying to calm herself down.

"Thanks."

A sigh passed through Henry's lips when he hung up the phone and took a moment to calm himself down. At least this meant that (Y/n) would be too worried to go out anywhere without him for a while, that made things a lot easier for him now.

#henry cavill #henry x reader #henry cavill imagine #dad! henry #imagine #my hero #dark henry #pregnant! reader #pregnancy

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cvsmixnaya · 3 years ago

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fuck annie leonheart

pairings: mikasa ackerman x reader

pronouns: she/her

summary: y/n finds out her best friend annie is fucking her ex boyfriend eren. after shit goes down, mikasa comforts her girlfriend.

cw: swearing. a lot of swearing and a bit of yelling.

a/n: this is a euphoria au, also SEASON 2 SPOILERS!!! plz don’t read if you haven’t seen this episode yet also i'm gonna use rue in this cause idk who to think of- im sorry

"You don't have to." Everyone hears Annie's voice and turns their heads to her. "Just, take it one day at a time." She nods happily and turns to her best friend, Y/n and she just smiles fakely.

Recently, Annie has been acting a bit weird and Y/n noticed it. As if, she was hiding something. She told her girlfriend, Mikasa about this and did her best to keep an eye on Annie.

"Hey Anns?" Rue calls out for her

"Yeah?" She answers with a small smile on her face. "How long have you been fucking Eren Yeager?"

Everyone gasps softly and Mikasa looks at Y/n and sees hurt and betrayal in her eyes. Annie's smile drops as she chuckles nervously.

"w-what are you talking about?" The fear was visible in her eyes and voice.

"How long have you been fucking Eren?" Rue repeats herself.

"I'm not...I'm not." Annie trys to defend herself but it's very clear she's lying. "What are you talking about?" Y/n asks Rue tilting her head in confusion.

Did her best friend really fuck her ex behind her back. "Oh, I just saw her get in his truck and kiss him and drive off that was like what? like a month ago?" Rue says as Annie struggles to find words to speak.

"Anns, that's like really bad." Ymir said.

"Annie what the fuck?" Mikasa says in shock and disbelief.

"You’re fucking Eren, are you kidding me?" Y/n said.

“No! I don’t even know why she would say that!” Annie said motioning towards Rue. “You’re lying. And I know when you’re lying Annie so don’t even try.”

“Can we just table this conversation?” Rue’s mother asked and Y/n immediately shot back

“N-no no you expect me to stand here next to my best friend who’s been lying to me about fucking my ex boyfriend? I’m literally gonna get violent!” Y/n says trying her best to keep her shit together and not beat Annie’s ass.

“No there is no need to get violent ok because we are having an intervention. Stop it!”

Mikasa and Ymir try their best to calm Y/n down but she gets angrier as she looks to see Annie crying.

“Oh you’re crying?! You’re fucking crying?!” Y/n shouts as she makes her way towards Annie. The other two try to stop her but it was too late.

“You fucking bitch, you’re the one whose hurt? You’re the most self-centered idiotic person I’ve ever fucking met. You fuck my ex, and you’re fucking crying?! Are you fucking kidding me!?” She says putting her finger in her face.

Y/n restrains herself from literally punching Annie in the face right now cause she feels so betrayed. Mikasa tries her best to calm her down.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, but I don’t give a shit whose fucking who ok. If you’re gonna keep talking about it, get out of the room.” Rue’s mom yells from the stairs.

The whole room was noisy with the arguing.

“I don’t even know why you’re believing her, she’s a drug addict!” Annie said making Y/n scoff.

“How long have you been fucking him be honest.” Y/n asks her firmly. “Y/n lets just do it later.” Ymir tries to stop the situation but fails.

“Ymir shut the fuck up! How long have you been fucking him?” She waves Ymir off and repeated herself to Annie.

She doesn’t respond so Y/n turned to Rue.

“Rue. When was this?” She asked her while pointing fingers at Annie.

“Right after new years….” Rue truthfully answers and this triggered Y/n’s anger even more.

“You dumb fucking bitch, I’m gonna fuck you up!” Y/n said as Annie ran and she chases her upstairs. Mikasa and Ymir follow behind her.

Once they reach upstairs, Annie slams the door shut and Y/n keeps banging on the door while screaming at Annie. Mikasa pulls you away.

“N/n, N/n you need to calm down right now. Take a deep breath. I know you’re mad right now but we can beat Annie another day, but I need you to calm down.”

Finally Y/n took a deep breath and relaxed herself. Tears were falling off her eyes. She gave her girlfriend a hug. It was soft and sweet.

“Come on, let’s go home. You don’t need to waste your breath on her.” Mikasa says and takes Y/n to the car.

The ride home was quiet, small sniffles came from Y/n but didn’t say anything. The couple reached home and as soon as they entered, Y/n broke down into sobs.

“How could she? A-after everything we’ve through, she went behind my fucking back and fucked my ex. My fucking ex” She said through her sobs.

“I’m so sorry baby, is there anything I can do to help?” Mikasa asks her as she puts her hand around her shoulder.

“No, Just hold me please. That’s all I need right now. I don’t give a shit about anything else.” She said softly.

Mikasa listens to her and pulls her in. They get comfortable on the bed and hold each other quietly.

“Thanks for being there for me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Y/n said chuckling a bit. “I’ll always be there for you babe, no matter what happen.” She replies giving her a kiss on the lips.

"Y/n listen, fuck Annie Leonheart. You don’t deserve a friend like her."

"Yeah, you're right, fuck Annie Leonheart." Y/n replies giving a small smile.

They later fell asleep cuddling each other and Mikasa made a promise to herself to always make sure that you’re happy and never have to go through something like this again.

#mikasa x reader #aot #euphoria #euphoria au #aot x reader #mikasa x you #mikasa ackerman #rue euphoria #rue bennett #mikasa x y/n #aot imagines #snk x reader #shingeki no kyojin #snk

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Law x pregnant readers

Waking up, (Name) only felt tired as if she hadn't slept in months. She just blamed it from the late nights of working and nothing else. Not even realizing when she woke up it was already in the afternoon and the Heart Pirates were currently eating in the galley.

With a loud groan (Name) took off her Pj's and walked into the shower, she gasped slightly when the water presser felt a little more sensitive on her chest than usual.

(Name) shrugged it off, thinking it was because she was still healing from the last battle she took part of, so she didn't think much about it. Propping herself next to her captain like she always does, she quietly ate her late lunch while trying to keep her eyes open. Law being the observant man he is, grew quite worried about his beloved wife acting so fatigue. "Are you alright?" Law asked, trying to act he wasn't concerned. She only nodded before face-planting into her food with a loud smack. No one panicked or thought it was something to worry about, guessing (Name) was just having a narcoleptic attack.

Later that day, (Name) was currently laying on her bed while reading a book. Feeling like she was about to throw up, she put down her book next to her and quickly opened the bathroom door. She then puke out all of her lunch and maybe last night dinner as well into the toilet. Wipeing her mouth, (Name) then headed toward the sink to splash some cold water on her face.

Feeling a familiar presence, (Name) then turned her head to where Law was currently standing with a worried expression on his face. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I guess it's just a little food poisoning." (Name) said while scratching the back of her head.

"Alright but let me know when it gets worse."Law stated as he exited the bathroom.

(Name's) heart almost escaped from her chest when the submarine started shaking and yellow lights started flashing. Running onto the deck she could already see a battle taking place with men in white and blue uniforms on one side and men in colorful hats and white overalls on the other side. Unsheathing her twin katanas, (Name) then started cutting one marine after another but for some strange reason she already felt like she was out of energy. 20 minutes into the battle, with a large pant for air she finishes off the last of the marines before wobbling back to the submarine's doors.

"Damn why am I already out of breath, those marines were just small fries. My training methods haven't changed one bit, why do I feel so weak. "(Name) muttered to herself in annoyance.

(Name) only pushed her food around on the plate, hardly nibbling then she looked around the room. Everyone was so cheerful and she couldn't help but smile.

"Not eating much I see." Law commented, leaning over to whisper in her ear. Not like he needs to, over the usually loud noise that the Heart Pirates made at each meal.

"I'm just not hungry." She responded.

"Strange and I thought for someone who was out of breath just by fighting a few marines would be starving." Law stated in a matter-of-factly tone.

"Is it not to your liking, (Name)?" The head chef asked, catching sight of Law's actions.

"It's good. I'm just not hungry right now"(Name) said as she pushed back the plate.

"I'll put it in the fridge until you feel like eating again,"The chef said as he scooped up her plate of uneaten food.

"Do you need to lie down again?" Law asked her again for the third time today.

"I'm okay."

"Could I get some orange juice though?"(Name) sweetly asked the cook.

Then immediately , the crew got back to their usual antics paying no mind to (Name's) odd behavior.

She got to her feet while squeezing Law's shoulder gently. "I'm going to read a book." She said before taking a sip of the juice.

She was hoping that it was simply a case of stomach flu and not something alot more serious.

(Name) was once again in the bathroom and vomiting all of what she ate yesterday, which was not that much. (Name) felt terrible , as would anyone in these types of situations would, however, she still didn't want to bring the matter up. Luckily, Law hasn't woken up from his deep slumber , which made her sigh in relief. Slipping back into bed, she then let her eyelids close as she slept all the way through the afternoon again.

Then that cycle of having no appetite and vomiting lasted for this day as well, which made Law start to worry even more about his wife.

"(Name)!" She picked up her head by the ship's railing in surprise as she heard her name being called by Penguin. Her stomach hadn't seemed to settle, and now she is throwing up into the sea.

She then turned her head to the mechanic, trying her best not to look sick.

Penguin walked up to (Name) getting rather closer, causing (Name) to become nervous.

"You look pale." Penguin commented.

"I haven't been feeling well the last few days Penguin. So I'm probably a bit pale." (Name) stated .

"You're sick (Name)?" questioned Shachi. (Name) nodded her head, however quickly realized what she had brought up.

"I'm only slightly sick, just a little headache. Really."

"You sure (Name)?" Law asked as he walked up to the swordswoman, worried about her health.

She then gave a reassuring thumbs up to everyone to show that she was okay. Though internally, she was kicking herself for lying to the crew, even more so to her trusting and loving husband. The crew soon believed the lie as they continued with their day, however, Penguin, Shachi, and Law didn't seem to be convinced, so they kept an eye on her.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it." (Name) thought as she ran to the bathroom for the third time this week. She still was getting lucky with Law having once again already left their room or sleeping, but she knew that it was only a matter of time before they really began to be suspicious.

"This will pass. This will pass."(Name) kept telling herself furiously as she finished with her recent vomiting episode. She picked herself up, taking in deep breaths trying to settle her stomach. As she looked into the mirror, she noticed that she is even paler than yesterday.

Putting on a brave face, she then walked out of the bathroom and went onto the deck.

"Land ahoy!" Shachi shouted as he pointed at the piece of land.

All of the Heart Pirates gather around the railing in a disorderly long line, and lean over it, while watching the island they were about to dock. They had docked at a unique island well-known in the areas as vicious wild blood thirsty animals live there.

"Yahoo, a new adventure!" (Name) said happily before walking off the submarine's plank. As she got closer and closer onto the island, she felt someone grabbing her shoulder.

"I think it's for the best if you stay back in your current state."Law stated with a worried look on his face.

She only shrugged his hand off. "I'm fine, I feel a lot better today."

Before Law could protest, (Name) had already made her way onto the island.

And then she left, not running, but walking kinda in a slow pace into the forests.

After some time had passed, both Penguin and Shachi had returned after a troublesome adventure with some saber-tooth monkeys. Law was starting to get a little worry since (Name) wasn't back yet, so he went the same direction she walked in.

As Law walked deeper and deeper into the forest he finally made eye contact with the swordswoman. "Help!" (Name) called out as she was kneeling onto the tall grass while clenching her slightly bleeding shoulder.

Law was surprised, (Name) never called for help unless it's something really serious or life-threatening .

Activating his Room he switches places with (Name) while killing the beast in the process.

While Law was carrying (Name) through the forest, she leaned away from his chest so she wouldn't get vomit onto his clothes

-x-

"I'm going to take a blood sample." (Name) nodded as she rolled up her sleeve allowing Law to apply the alcohol onto her skin then inserting the needle. Only taking a tiny amount, Law removed the needle and quickly placed a band-aid on where he poke her. "You can leave, I will give you your results as soon as possible."

She only nodded before leaving the infirmary room.

Law stood there from where he was sitting in shock, not knowing how to feel after reviewing the results of her blood test. It was a mix of happiness, relief, fear and mostly parental love. It took all of his strength not to jump down like a crazy man who just won the lottery, because it was the middle of the night and he didn't want to wake up his crew. When he finally made it to the doors of his room, he put on a calm face and slowly and quietly opened the door. "Hi Captain, so did my blood test turn out good?" (Name) asked casually.

"Yep, it seems that both of you are fine." Law said with a big goofy smile on his usually calm and serious face. (Name) looked at her captain in surprise and in slight confusion, even already knowing the answer. "W-what do you mean the b-both of us?" (Name) managed to stutter out.

"I mean our baby. You're 9 weeks pregnant."

He was in love with (Name), and the idea of her having his baby was ideal to him, but it was still a shock, they'd never even spoken or brought up the subject. He wanted a family, but the idea still scares him. All the memories of his mother and father, and his little sister Lami all stuck to him. Then, the struggles and problems of them being famous pirates with both of them having large bounties on their heads. And all of the struggles that their child will face as well, everything he, (Name) and his unborn child, everything they will face together suddenly hit him in one go.

"Law I'm sorry, I should have been more careful." (Name) said while sobbing.

Law quickly, but carefully picks her up and sits her onto his lap while stroking the spot where their child was growing.

"Sorry for what? Making this the happiest day of my life." Law said before kissing her still flat stomach.

(Name) began to cry more but it wasn't tears of sadness, they were tears of joy. "We're going to be parents. I'm going to be a mom."

"And I'm going to be a dad. " Law said while showering her with even more kisses. (Name) squeaked when Law gently swooped her off her feet and began sprinting across the metal halls.

"What the... Law?!"

"Your shoulder, your shoulder was wounded. You're staying overnight, no, 3 nights in the infirmary. What if the baby got hurt. What if the baby got killed?"Law started listing off the things that could happen to their unborn child.

-x-

"Everyone, we have an announcement!" Law shouted loudly to get everyone's attention who was on the deck.

"We're getting a new crew member." (Name) said while trying to hold back her giggles.

"Oh, that's nice, when can we meet them?" Penguin asked.

"Less than 9 months." Law answered which made everyone go completely silent.

"We're having a baby!" Both (Name) and Law shouted cheerfully.

They were all staring at the expected couple, completely dumbfounded.

Astounded, flabbergasted, shock whichever word to describe their expressions and the tense atmosphere. Law's hand started to turn purple just by how hard (Name) was squeezing his hand.

"CONGRATULATIONS," Penguin and Shachi shouted in perfect unison.

"This is amazing, this calls for a party!" A Heart Pirate exclaimed.

"No alcohol for the pregnant woman though," Bepo smiled warmly at her from Law's side.

"(Name), don't cry, " Law said, reaching around her shoulders to comfort her.

"I know, it has to be the unbalanced hormones. I'm just so happy, this is a new chapter of my life." (Name) said as she cried into Law's chest.

Throughout the day everyone was partying while congratulating the new parents-to-be.

"So who will be the godparents?" Bepo asked.

"We have already decided that Ikkaku and you will be the godparents of our child."(Name) answered. Bepo then lifted both (Name) and Law off their feet and gave them a big hug while crying tears of joy. "Thank you, I'll be the best godfather ever." Bepo said, which made everyone in the Heart Pirates stare in jealousy, especially Penguin and Shachi.

"You guys will make great uncles." (Name)said with a big smile while hugging both of them in her arms.

"Lucky bear." Shachi muttered.

The 2 mechanics' faces turned a deep shade of red when (Name) kissed both of them on the cheek. "Don't worry, there is enough love to go around."

Then out of nowhere, a large explosion could be heard across the deck.

"Heart Pirates, Give up now or prepare to die."A marine holding a megaphone demanded.

(Name) smirked before unsheathing her twin katanas as she got into a fighting stance.

"Do your worst.''She retorted before Law used his devil fruit ability to transport her back into the sub.

Law shut the metal doors, ignoring the loud banging noises that were coming from the other side.

"Law, you ass, I want to fight too. Let me out, let me out." (Name) demanded as she kept on banging her fist onto the metal door.

"No, as your captain and doctor I order you to stay back and let us handle this. You're pregnant, you need to take it easy for now on."Law stated, which made (Name) slump down in disappointment. She hated being useless, she wanted to fight, she wanted to help, she wanted to do something besides laying down and doing nothing.

"Oh great, 7 more months of being totally useless." (Name) muttered under her breath while sighing.

A few weeks later-

(Name) felt like she was already going crazy. She wasn't allowed to do anything and she meant she couldn't do anything. First, the large weights she and Jean Bart can usually lift with ease have been replaced with 5 pound weights and she wasn't even allowed to use them for more than 5 minutes. Law had also forbidden( name) in certain places in the submarine as well, which was almost one half of the metal vessel that was off limits for her.

(Name) also swears, Law has super hearing because when she decides to get out of her bed, Law uses his devil fruit abilities to teleport himself right next to his wife's side.

"Law, go back to work. I'm just getting a snack."(Name) protested.

"Then ask me or someone else from the crew to get it for you. You're still in your first trimester of pregnancy, there is still a possible chance of miscarriages or physical deformities or all sources of possible medical stated as he called forth his room again then instantly a jar of peanuts appeared in his hand.

"Here, take these and go back to our room." Was all Law said as he pointed the direction of where their room was located, as if she was completely clueless of where she had been living for most of her life.

Rolling eyes (Name) went back to her room while munching down on the jar of peanuts on the way.

-x-

When the Heart Pirates docked onto an island, (Name) thought she could get some alone time to herself while getting the necessary items for the future stages of her pregnancy. And it was a good thing too since her pants and shirt had been feeling tight lately. "Bye Captain, I'm going to do a little shopping." (Name) said before she jumped off the submarine's front deck.

"Room, Shambles." Law now had (Name) in his arms.

"What the hell Law?" (Name) questioned.

"I'm coming with you, " Law stated as he tightly held her hand.

"Law, I'll be just fine. It's just a little shopping, I'm barely showing." (Name) retorted while trying to slip her hand from Law's strong grip.

"Nope, as long as you're carrying my child you're stuck with me." Law said, securitly wrapping around his arm onto her waist.

After 5 medical and clothes stores later, Law's arms were both covered in shopping bags while (Name) just carried a single bag with a small bottle of medicine inside of it.

"Law, let me carry that for you. You know I can lift 1000 times my own body weight." (Name) Stated with an annoyed frown.

"I got this, I don't want you to lift even one eight of your body weight. Your-" (Name) then cut off Law before he could finish the rest of this statement. "Yeah, Yeah, I know I'm pregnant and pregnant women shouldn't be exerting themselves."

Smirking devilishly, (Name) came up with a small plan to get away from her overbearing husband.

"Hey honey, I really need to use the bathroom."(Name) said as she pretended her bladder was about to burst.

"Very well."He responded, then they headed to the closest bathroom.

Reaching down in her left sock, (Name) grabbed a screwdriver and began unscrewing the bathroom's top window.

When (Name) was finally outside of the building, she began to grin like she has been in prison for 20 years and just now escaped. She was free, she could do whatever she wanted without worrying about Law dragging her back to their room and making her stay there until the next day.

In a swift motion, (Name) unsheathed her twin katanas and blocked an attack from a familiar mask man.

"Yo... it's been a while, when was the last time we fought together."(Name)greeted, enjoying the weight and feel of her swords when fighting. "Too long and this time I will become victorious." Killer responded.

Killer and (name) have been rivals ever since their crew had first met. The 2 of them will always break into fights everytime when they see one another. But so far they're about even, most of the time their fights usually ended up in draws.

The fight soon stopped when Killer stepped away and put back his scythe blades into its case. "Hey what gives, why are you chickening out now! The fight was just about to get better." (Name) shouted.

"I'm not fighting a pregnant woman, I want to kick your ass at your best."Killer stated while pointing to her slightly rounded stomach. "Damn, I knew I should have put on more baggy clothing."(Name) thought to herself as she tried to cover her baby bump.

"You're a pirate, why should you even care? Pirates do whatever they want."(Name) exclaimed while pouting slightly.

"I may be a pirate but I'm still a man who doesn't like fighting weak women." Was all he said before walking away.

"I'm not weak...fight me, please! Law won't even let me hold a fork. Please, I'm only on my 16 week."(Name)whined as she tugged onto Killer's shirt.

"No, and you look alot more further along than that."Killer retorted which made (Name) gasp loudly of being called fat.

Before Killer had any time to dodge, (Name) kicked him square in the balls which made him groan in pain.

"Meanie!" (Name) spat out before taking off into the forest nearby with small tears running down her face.

"Ouch!"He groaned loudly, laying on the ground while holding his sore nuts.

-x-

Law was pissed. But mostly Law was extremely worried. He couldn't find his wife anywhere, but what really worries him is that the Kid Pirate's ship has been spotted as well.

What if the Kid Pirates took advantage of his wife's current state or even worse killed her on the spot.

No matter how much observation Haki Law uses, he didn't have any lead on where his wife is.

"Captain, we know where she is." Penguin reported.

"Yeah, Killer from the Kid Pirates told us she kicked him in the nuts and went into the forest,"Shachi added.

"And why did she kick him in the nuts, (Name) doesn't usually use low blows?"Law stated with a raised eyebrow.

"Well,"Penguin started off while scratching the back of his head.

"He kinda called her fat." Shachi answered.

In a blink of an eye, Law called forth his room and teleported himself into the forest. Without even trying, Law hears small whimpers coming from the top of a tree so he looks up and sees the person he was looking for all day.

"(Name!)Law called out his wife's name.

"Go away!" She screamed then resumed crying again.

"No, I know I've been a little too clingy lately, but it's only because I want the best for you and our future kid as well. And to be fair, I don't really blame you for running away from me, so that is why I promise you I will try my best to give you your space."Law promised as he kneeled down.

(Name) stopped crying and looked at her husband.

"Okay, I'm coming down now."(Name) responded as she started climbing down onto one branch after another.

She gasps when one branch snaps from her weight and she begins to fall, face first into a painfull fall, and Law swears his heart stops for 5 seconds as his throat hitchs.

"Room, shambles!"

When his wife's stomach was only inches away from hitting the hard ground, she instantly appeared in Law's arms.

"Law, I'm sorr-"(Name) whispered her husband's name.

"That was way too close." He then looked and touched her baby bump gently.

"You're never ever leaving my sight until that baby is out of you. That's an order." Was all he said as he started walking back to the sub with his wife in his arms.

-x-

(Name) found herself laying flat on her back in the medical bay as Law prepared the new ultrasound equipment.

"Damn, that's cold." She hissed when the clear gel made contact with her stomach.

"Sorry," he apologised half-heartedly.

"Usually I would just use my scanning ability, but I think it would be a lot more useful to check in like this."Law stated then he turned on the monitor. He moved the device around her stomach slowly with his eyes on the screen, instantly stopped when he saw a gray blob in the middle.

"There's our child."He pointed to the blob.

As (Name) looked closer at the screen, she cock an eyebrow when another blob had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Honey, why are there 2 of them?"(Name) stated while pointing where the 2 blobs were located.

"You're just seeing things, there is no-"Law stopped himself when indeed there were more than 1 blob. "We're having twins."Law whispered so softly that (Name) had to ask him to repeat himself.

"We're having twins. Yes,! Now you don't have to get pregnant again."Law said again as his wife just stood there in shock, not knowing how to process the new information.

"Wait, you're not satisfied with one kid." (Name) yelled at her husband in which he only nodded.

"Great. I already get smothered enough with one baby, I'm sure it's gonna get worse."

"It's now double," his lips formed into a smirk. "For now you're going to have daily instead of weekly check ups. And you're no longer allowed to practice swordsmanship with real swords anymore."

"Excuse me? No way, I've been holding swords since I was only 5 years old, you can't do that." She sat up sharply.

"You lost all of your rights when you started carrying precious cargo. Now you must be twice careful with our little ones." He brushed his fingers against her stomach before kissing it gently.

The more (Name-s) belly got bigger and bigger, the more cautious everyone, especially Law became. In only her 30 weeks of pregnancy, (Name) already looks like she could give birth any day now.

The Heart Pirates were currently docked on a winter island while (Name) only watched from a sideline.

"But Law, I want to play in the snow like everyone else. Please, I've been cooped up in this submarine for far too long."(Name) begged while giving Law the puppy eye look.

"Fine, but you need to bundle up."Law exclaimed.

6 layers of thick clothing later, (Name) walked off the Polar tang's deck with Law right next to her side.

Working on her snow fort for about 30 minutes, (Name) started to feel a sneeze coming along and tried her best to hold it in.

"Achoo!" She then covered her mouth, in hopes Law didn't hear it.

She sighs and doesn't even put up a fight when Law's room incases her, and teleports her into his arms.

"You're going back to the sub, I knew it was a bad idea to let you play in the snow."Law stated flatly.

And once again (Name) was laying flat on her back as she watched Law move the ultrasound equipment around her stomach for the fourth time this week.

"Is this really necessary?"(Name) questioned while pouting.

"Yes, unless you don't want our babies to be healthy. You're now forbidden to leave our bed until your cold has subsided. If you break any of those rules then I will bind you to the bed until your pregnancy has ended. Do I make myself clear?" Law questioned which only made (name) stick out her tongue.

"You 2 need to get out of mommy soon because I can't take another minute with your daddy."(Name) talk and rub to her rounded stomach when Law left the room.

-x-

2 weeks later and (Name) Was finally on her last trimester of pregnancy. "Law!" (Name) shouted his name loudly.

"Yes my darling, is there something you need." Law responded as he headed toward where his wife was currently sitting down.

"The babies are kicking, they're kicking again."(Name) said excitedly then grab's Law's hand to guide him where the kicking was happening.

Then the day when his children would be born.

(Name) woke up in the middle of the night when she felt a warm wet substance in between her legs and soon realized her water just broke.

"Law...Law." She shakes her husband awake.

"Yeah, what is it?" He muttered as he tried to rub away the sleep from his eyes.

"My water just broke."She then yelled in agony after she felt a contraction.

"Shit?!" Law then quickly moves to her side to help her into the wheelchair he had laying by for this day. "Bepo, round up the medical squad, it's time." Law shouted through a den den mushi.

"Whatt, I thought she wasn't due for at least another couple weeks." Bepo shouted.

"Well, the kids have decided to come now!" Law stated.

12 hours of shouting and a lot of pushing later, the first one came out.

"She's a beautiful girl!" Law said before handing the bundle of joy to Bepo.

"Come on just one more push." Law said then he could see the head of the baby.

"It's a handsome boy," Law said before handing the other baby to Penguin's arms.

"Law, what should we name them?"(Name) asked as she panted for air.

"Rosey for our baby girl and Corazon for our baby boy." Law answered, then placed a sweet and tender kiss on his wife's forehead.

"You need rest now, I will take care of them in the meantime."

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