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Mates For Life - Alastor x Doe Reader (R18-NOT FOR MINORS)

❥WARNINGS: NSFW. NOT FOR MINORS (SCROLL AWAY IF YOU ARE UNDERAGED)

❥Summary: Charlie's Deer Friend (literally) attends the hotel and helps charlie with her endeavors. Alastor seems quite interested in the little doe and remains close. What happens when she goes into a rut in the middle of pride ring? How will Alastor amend the situation?

❥Tags: Alastor x female reader, rut, doe reader, reader in heat, sex, pregnancy, Alastor develops feelings, vox is an asshole, protective alastor, happy ending

❥Notes: Requested by @ohmylovewhereartthou-blog . Enjoy!

"AHHH, MISSS CHARLIE SSSAVE ME PLEASSSSE!!!" Sir Pentious cried out, running away from a furious Vaggie with a spear in her hand. "GET OVER HERE, YOU SERPIENTE!" Fuming with rage, Vaggie raced towards the poor snake, ready to stab him. Charlie heard the commotion and rushed over, holding her girlfriend back with her arms, while Sir Pentious cowered behind the couch. "HAHAHA, nothing like a bit of chaotic entertainment to start the day!" Sipping on his coffee near the bar, Alastor observed the scene, highly entertained at Charlies attempts to calm down her girlfriend, and the whimpers of the snake. "Vaggie! Calm down please, He didn't mean it." Holding Vaggie tightly, she waited for her to settle. "HIS EGG BOIS BLEW THE CEILING UP AGAIN WITH HIS WEAPONS! I TOLD HIM BEFORE NO MORE WEAPONS!!" Vaggie spat out, as her spear pointed at Sir Pentious, ready to aim it at him. "VAGGIE! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! PLEASE CALM DOWN!!" After about a few minutes of holding her back, Vaggie's fury had subsided, dropping the spear to the ground. A knock at appeared at the door of the hotel, alerting everyone in the room. "Oh, I'll get that! The two of you continue make up please!" Charlie ran over to the door, while Sir Pentious slowly removed himself from behind the couch, appearing apologetic in front of Vaggie, while Vaggie continued to stare at Charlie before looking back at Sir Pentious, still a bit ticked, but uttered a sorry.

"Awww..how dull. I so would have love to see some bloodshed." Alastor voiced out, as he continued to sip away at his coffee, eyes following Charlie heading to the door. Having opened the door widely, Charlie squealed, causing everyone to turn their heads to the entrance, and Alastor to raise an eyebrow. "Y/N!!!! YOU'RE HERE!!! ITS SO NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!" There was a sweet giggle that could be heard, causing Al's ears to twitch. "It's great to see you to, Charlie!" Having released each other from the hug, Charlie grabbed your hand, allowing you to come inside. All eyes were drawn to you, given your resemblance to a certain deer demon. Small little antlers adorned the top of your head, along with the fluffy brown ears that were moving cutely. Your face resembled that of a humans, yet the little brown nose stood out, along with the small brown tail that was showing out of your little dress

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"Everyone! This is Y/N, my good friend!" Charlie gestured to you, as you shyly smiled back at everyone, giving them a small wave. At this point, everyone had gathered inside the hotel lobby, including Angel dust and Niffty. Angel dust, knowing his ways, was the first one to mention your look, "Woah! This gal looks a lot like Smiles over here!" His eyes scanned at both you and Alastor before turning back to you with a semi smirk. Vaggie had made her way over, a bit of uncertainty on her face, as she has never come across you before. "How do the both of you know each other?" Crossing her arms, she gave you a bit of a glare. "Oh! Me and Charlie met a few years ago when we were both children. I often times would be brought to the palace with my parents as they would attend meetings with the King and Queen. Since there wasn't much for me to do as a child, I explored the castle and ran into Charlie. We had been friends ever since." Vaggie glare had softened and she was looking at you with kind eyes, glad that you weren't another demon, planning to possibly sabotage the hotel, and happy that Charlie had a very strong bond with you. Feeling your shoulders getting grabbed, Charlie had asked why had you come to the hotel. Smiling, you told Charlie you wanted to help out with her rehabilitation program, since you as well believed that people could be redeemed, which earned you a huge bear hug from Charlie.

"OHHHHH! I'M SO HAPPY YOU ARE HERE TO HELP! Oh before I forget, let me introduce you to everyone!" Charlie had introduced everyone to you one by one, making a note of everyones names. Vaggie, Charlies girlfriend, Sir Pentious, the kind looking snake, Angel dust, the tall pink spider, Niffty, the adorable one eyed demon, Husk, the grumpy cat, and last by not least, Alastor, the radio demon. Having poofed his coffee away, Alastor made his way over to you, smiling widely, microphone cane in hand. "Why, aren't you an adorable doe, my dear!" His glowing eyes held a bit of wickedness, as he bent down at the waist, giving you a polite bow. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance!" His hand arched out for a handshake, which you followed by putting your hand in his, giving it a polite shake. "Nice to meet you as well. I have heard much about you from your radio show." Perking up with interest, Alastor smile had grown almost twice the size. "Ahh, I take it you are a fan?" His face had gotten closer, earning a small blush from you. "Well, not so much the screams of the demons, but I do enjoy the music you play. I do love me some Cab Calloway and Duke Ellington." Oh, Al's smile grew to the point it almost broke his face, as he stood back to his regular height. "HAHAHA! Charlie, I have taken quite a liking to your little friend here!" His hand had placed on your shoulder, giving it a squeeze, no trace of animosity whatsoever in that little gesture. "Oh I'm happy to here that Al. If you want, do you want to give them a tour of the hotel?" Giving Al her best puppy dog eyes, Alastor could not refuse, besides he was planning on showing you around anyway. "I be delighted to! Come along, my dear!

Hooking his arm with yours, Alastor took it upon himself to show you certain areas of the hotel, the kitchen, the rooms of the other denizens, and the lounge room. Walking through the hallways, he looked at one of the windows and motioned to you at the small building attached to the hotel. "That my dear is where I do my broadcasts! I could have you attend one of them, if you would like!" Your eyebrow rose at that, "As a guest or victim?" Turning back to look at you, Alastor shook his head, flicking his hand at you "Heavens no! I would never harm a doll like you, plus I have grown quite fond of you! He had bent down again to lean closer to your face, smiling genuinely for once. "I feel the same." Offering him a soft smile, Alastor perked up at that, causing his tail to start wagging under his coat. He grabbed your arm again, and continued his tour, with you following next to him.

**2 Months Later**

"Lets see, got the chicken, tomatoes, taco seasoning...." You were shopping around a grocery store, getting ingredients for tonight's dinner plans. You had adapted well at the hotel and was able to help out Charlie to the best of your abilities. Vaggie did tell you that it was going to be difficult to bring demons to the hotel, but you were still going to try. Relationships with the others began to form left and right the longer you stayed at the hotel. Everyone adored you, even Husk was in a more cheery mood at the hotel. The closest bond you had was the one with Alastor, which started the day you had arrived at the hotel. He was not lying when he said that he grew fond of you, as his actions around you always made your heart skip a beat. Hand holding, leaving little gifts for you in your room, and showing his true side to you made you fall more and more in love with him. The path to a forming a romantic relationship was in front of you with Alastor, but there were many roadblocks ahead of you, one of them being if he was entirely comfortable and okay with the idea, since he has said to you before he wasn't keen on romance and all that nonsense, but based on his actions around you, maybe? possibly? Shaking away your thoughts, you went to check out at the register and started to head out.

Paper bag of groceries concealed in your arms, your eyes scanned the area, group of demons fighting each other, broken glass all over the place, and the air heavy with filth and smoke, yep just another day in hell. Wanting to avoid some of the chaos, you took a shortcut that allowed you to make it home safely. Venturing further down the path, you noticed the air felt very warm lately, which was strange since it wasn't so hot before. It felt almost hard to breathe, making you sweat profusely. The heat became unbearable, causing you to stop and lean against the wall. Your tail kept fidgeting behind you, like it had a mind of its own. A feel of dread hit you once you felt the heatness intensify in your core. Oh no no no, You were in heat! This was not good, as the times when you went into heat, you were by yourself, alone in a secluded area, as your heat released pheromones that attracted everyone to you. Now that you were outside, you made for a VERY easy target. Trying to bare through the heat, you slowly made your way down the path, holding the groceries tighter to prevent from dropping them, hoping you would reach the hotel first, before you fell victim to the heinous actions of other demons if they caught you like this.

As you rounded a corner, your face connected with someones chest, causing the contents of the paper bag to fly out, spilling onto the ground and the persons chest and shoes, staining them. "Oh I'm sorry!" As you looked up, you felt your heart hit your stomach. In front of you was none other then one of the Vees known as Vox. He was a TV demon, with a head resembling that of a TV. You heard about him a lot from Alastor and listening to his show that Vox was Al's mortal enemy. This was not good, you need to get away from him NOW! His screen face illuminated your back at you, as his red eyes scanned down to look at you, filled with disgust. "Ugh great, I just washed this suit too and now its dirtied." Inching closer to you, his hand had gripped your shirt, pulling you closer towards him, making you gasp, "Hey bitch, how are going to compensate for ruining my....." His eyes widen for a second, before returning back to normal. He wasn't glaring at you, he seemed...almost in a trance. His face continued to glitch in front of you, until his red static eyes had turned into hearts and he was smirking at you. "Wow you smell amazing, deer girl. Why don't I take you to my room in the Vee tower?" His hands had wrapped around you, preventing you from escaping. "N-o Le-t go of m-e!" Your attempts were futile as your heat had rendered you to weak to fight back, only able to struggle in his embrace. Chin risen up to face the tv, he held it up as he slowly began to inch closer, his screen mouth aiming closer for your lips. "Come on, little lady. Lets have some fun."

SMASH!!!!!!

Vox's body was sent flying, as a large tentacle had punched his face, shattering his screen. Your body still weak, began to slump and fall to the ground. Moving your head up, you widen your eyes to see Alastor, smile stretched to show his gums, eyes pinpointing straight at Vox, who was slumped against the alley wall, groaning in pain. Turning his head quickly towards you, Al's glare has lessen, showing you a look of concern, making sure you were alright. Looking back towards Vox, he slowly walked towards Vox, the sounds of his steps echoing and static piercing the air. "Now Vox, my old friend. It is quite rude to touch a fair lady like that......especially when s̑҉̝h̡̲ͥė̶̳ ̑͏͎̤͘b̛͖̪̆̓̕e̛͕̦̿̏͡ĺ͊͠҉̙͙õ͈͒̕͢ͅn̶͔͇ͧ̐̀g̫̯̿́̚͠s̞̼͒͆͘͜ ̫͗̔͜͞ͅt̄͒͏̪̠̀ǫ̤̻͒̋̕ ̥̪̿͟͡m̷͎͋ẹ̌͠ !" Demonic symbols began to appear around Alastor, glowing an ominous red as Alastor antlers began to grow. ""̝ͮĬ̮Ḟ̻ ̝͒Y̙͗O͉͂Ŭ͙ ̱̄E̫͒V̤̐E̥̋R̞ͬ ̫ͤT͍̐O̫̔U͙̚C͍̆H̗͑ ̖͑H̝͌É̦R̙̚ ̝̋A͉̽G̫ͦA̰ͦI̤ͪŃ̞.̜͌ ̺͉͗I̳̳͌'͇͇͆̂L̜̥͐́L̫̱̓̋ ̘̗ͩ̈R̺ͫ̅ͅI̦̬ͩͪP͔͙̓͂ ̙̫͛̿Ò̟̩͛F̦̺̈ͫF̗̟͛͂ ̟͕̌̔Y̯͚ͩ̇O̖̣͒͌U̬͎͑͊R͍̭ͦ̄ ̰͓ͭ͌A̻̯̋͒L̝̭ͫ̋L͕͎̉̄ ̯̻̑̽O̥̼ͥ̃F͇̤̒̂ ̘̝̊̄Ẏ̦̜̌O̳̲͊ͭU̹̱ͩ̉R͚̳ͭͦ ̰̥ͪ̑P̭̩̉ͭA̱̯̾͒T̥͓ͦ͆Ḫ̏̉ͅE͍͉͊͐T̙̹͒ͯI͓̠͑̐C̳͖̾̚ ̯̙͊ͥL͈̖ͫ̓I͇̦͌̉T̩͇̂̀T̩̦ͨ͂L̝̖ͥ̂Ě͎͈ͯ ̜̱̂ͮL̠̫ͥͧI̪̬͗̓M͔̰̾̚B̫̣̏́S̺̯̆ͣ,̗̰̆̆ ̼̘̀͋D̻̗̉̋E͇̘ͬV̟ͭͅO̬͉ͦṲ̗̂R̦̹̒͌ ̠̲͌̀T͎̻̋́H̻̟̾̊E̦̮͆̎M̫̭ͤ͊ ͓͕̇ͭA̬͇̓̔N̫͇ͣͦĎ͙̗͆ ̝̄̇��B̙͇̋̇R̭̹͊̋Ổ͓̯Ḁ͍̆̏D̜̩ͭͦC͇͈ͥ̌A̗͉ͬ̒S͍̲͌ͭT͚̻͗͂ ̺͚͒ͮṪ͉̝̓H̬̻͗ͤE̬͉ͪͤ ̭͍̐̃S͕̣̐ͬO̰͉͑͊Ủ̼̹̎N̿��̠̖Ḓ͚̓̉S͙̼̓̅ ͚ͪ̈ͅO͖̼ͫ̔F̭̞͑ͦ ̜̫ͬ̓Y͕̮ͥ̏O̙̬͌̑Ṵ̙̒̎R̦͎̊̚ ̭̅ͬͅS̬̤͂͆C͈͚̈ͤR͉̦͒̂E̩̻ͭ̆A͔̫̓̂M̪͎ͣ̋S̟̗ͨ̊ ͍̪̊ͧṮ̣ͬ̂O̪̗ͫ͋ ͇̳ͣ̉Ǎ̗̩ͪL͈͎̋̊L̥̓ͅ ̳̺̑Ȏ͕F̺̐ ͇́T̩̾H̙ͪĚ̯ ̤ͪS͕͊E͍͐V̼̾Ẻ̦N̜͐ ̰̔R̗͆I̜̒N̙͆G̳͑S͕̀ ̪ͮO͇͗F͎͋ ̥͒H̬̐Ė̥Ḻ͗Ḻͮ!̙͊!͚ͭ"

His form had grown into a monstrous height, black tendrils appearing from his back, and you can assume his red eyes had become radio dials. His whole form bent over, big enough to hover over Vox, as he was whimpering in fear on the ground. Face glitching from the broken screen, tongue stuck in his throat due to fear, he wasn't able to even utter a word, resorting to nodding his head rapidly, letting Alastor know he understood. In a flash, Alastor had turned back into his less demonic form, static dimming down as if nothing had happen. "Good man!" His cheery tone returned, before turning back towards you, leaving Vox cowering behind him. Walking closer to your position on the ground, Alastor bent down to pick you up, holding you like a princess. "Come along, my deer. Let us return back to the hotel!

With a snap of his fingers, Alastor teleported the both of you away from your location, appearing in the middle of your room at the hotel. Alastor had moved closer to your bed, setting you down. Your eyes looked up at him and you can tell he was upset, given how strained his smile was. "What on earth were you thinking, my dear?! I have told you countless times that area of pride is quite notorious for wayward scum to pop up, especially my old pal, Vox. I made it abundantly clear that either me or Husk should go with you, and yet you disregarded my warning. What have you to say for...." Midway through his rant, Alastor took note of your reactions. Your body was trembling, eyes a bit glossy and sweat was evident on your face. The sweet scent soon reached his nose, causing him to step back a bit. Ohhh he knows what is happening, you had gotten into your rut season. No wonder Vox had gotten touchy with you, the aroma emitting from your body was irresistible. He felt his lower regions come to life, painfully pushing against his trousers. Bearing through his desire to take you right here and now, Alastor moved closer towards you, placing his hands on both sides of the bed next to you, caging you in. Through your feverish daze, your were able to notice Alastor actions, looking up at him, eyes filled with both confusion and passion.

"Your in mating season aren't you. I can help you with your predicament, darling, but there are going to be some minor things that must be brought up if we are to do this. One, If we perform this, we will be mates for life, you will be tied down to me for the rest of our lives, and two, you will have my offspring as you are extremely fertile. It is once again your decision if you would like to be my mate." His words were soft, eyes filled with adoration as he explained all of this to you. Mates for life? Yes, YES! Placing your hands against his cheek, you drew him closer to kiss him, soft lips molding against yours, making the both of you moan. Smiling in the kiss, Alastor was glad your answer was Yes, as he continued to kiss you, pushing forward as both of your bodies fell on to the bed. Your eears twitch as you heard the sound of a snap, as the both of you pulled away, seeing that Alastor had snapped both of his and your clothes away, leaving the both of you bare. His glowing eyes scanned over your whole body, hands moving to your pussy, inserting his fingers slowly inside of you, earning a moan from you. "My my, your insides are so hot and moist, darling. It's becoming very difficult not to take you right now!" Licking his lips, he continued to finger your insides, moans spewing your lips.

He only put his fingers inside and you felt like you could burst at any moment. "Please do it. I can't take it anymore. Breed me!" You begged for him, earning a chuckle from him. "Brace yourself, darling." His whole length inserted itself inside of you, earning a groan from both you and him. There was no pain, only immense pleasure when he entered inside of you. Your walls were squeezing him tightly, keeping him locked in. "Groan~, so tight...." His voice was driving you crazy, as you never heard him without his static. The both of you stayed in that position, until Alastor grabbed your legs, raising them up in the air, and began to plow you, making you scream. "Ahhhhhhhh...Al...AL!" Grasping the bed with your hands, you felt your eyes roll back, mind going blank from the ecstasy you were feeling. He was so deep inside of you he could almost hit your womb. Speeding up faster and faster, he was making you see stars from how much he was pleasuring you. Something was coming, it was coming quickly, causing your back to arch of the bed, "Al.....I'm gonn-I'm gonna come!" Alastor smiled at you, bending down to give a kiss on your lips, before moving his head closer to your ear. "Then come" He bit down on your neck, creating the mating mark that would bind the both of you together. A sudden rush hit you, and you screamed out, feeling something exploded out of you, clenching his length tighter, making him moan. He continued to pound you rapidly, as he soon let out a groan, cumming inside of you, seed hitting your womb.

**4 months later**

"My dear~, I'm home~!" Alastor sang out, as he entered inside his bedroom, where you were staying. You were laid out on the bed, book in one hand, and another on your now round belly. After that mating session, the both of you had become a deer couple for life. Al wasn't kidding when he said you were very fertile cause a few weeks after that you realized you were pregnant, with twins in fact. Alastor was over the moon when he found out, picking you up and spinning you around in joy. He had decided that the both of you would stay in his hotel room together , making sure you were comfortable and also providing you protection. You told him there was no need for that, but he had grown quite possessive and protective of you, rather you staying with him then by yourself in your hotel room. "Hi my love! Did you enjoy your stroll?" Smiling sweetly, your eyes watched Alastor make his way over to you, throwing his arms around you in a tender hug. "It would have been better if your presence was with me!" Rubbing his head against yours like a cat, he whined his frustrations out, earning a laugh from you. "Who was the one that said I should stay here and rest?" Quirking an eyebrow at him, you wrapped an arm around his back , giving it a pat. Slowly, Al removed himself from the hug, but placed his forehead against yours. "I am aware, my doe. I just still want you by my side." He spoke sweetly, hearts appearing in his eyes. Who knew the radio demon was such an affectionate cuddlebug? Drawing his eyes towards your stomach, he placed a gentle hand on it, giving it a rub. A sudden movement came from your stomach, surprising the both of you. "Such exuburent behavior! One of my fawns is going to be an excellent dancer like me!" Alastor smiled warmly, hand still caressing your belly. "or a successful radio host." You said, smiling up at Al, as you placed your hand on top of his. Alastor hummed in joy, nuzzling your forehead again, and placing a tender kiss on it. "Je t'aime, my doe!

-END-

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˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ INTO YOU (P1), written by cup1dluvhs

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ after making a small appearance on freakshow in july of 2021 after you begged your mutual friend, claire, to come on, you can’t help but take interest in a certain someone who seems to show the same interest in you. after years of never speaking again, you make an appearance on your other friend mandy’s channel with claire, and after seeing this, that same boy you once knew all those years ago invites you onto his channel with his best friend to record a video.

| warnings: fluff, kinda angsty if u squint, a little smutty + happy ending (this applies for the whole story, so you won’t see much of certain things in this part such as angst or smut)

| taking requests!

| this imagine will be split up into two parts, so i’ll have the other part out soon !

you opened your laptop eagerly, switching on the power button and running a hand through your long hair. after months of begging claire, your fifteen year old mutual friend to make an appearance on her youtube channel, freakshow, she had finally agreed.

claire made zoom call videos with a particular topic each video with three other people whom were all older than her, and you had watched some of their videos and found yourself invested enough to want to meet all of them.

you had been friends with claire for just a few months, and had met her through tiktok where you both became friends quickly. despite you being seventeen, and she only fifteen, you still got along like there was no age difference whatsoever.

despite finding their channel amusing, that wasn’t the only reason you wanted to come on. hamzah, a nineteen year old boy with curly hair and eyes so dark you’d think they were black, had you hooked. every-time you watched one of their videos, your eyes always found themselves looking at him in the top right corner.

nerves began to overcome you when you realised that you’d actually be meeting him, but you knew the only way to do it was to play it cool and act as if you had no idea who he was.

a text from claire appeared on your screen, with a link to the zoom meeting. your hands instantly went to your mouth and you began chewing on your nails absent mindlessly, your mouse hovering over the link. before you clicked it, you looked in the mirror in front of you and fluffed up your hair, adjusting your lipliner and playing with your mascara-coated eyelashes until they were spaced enough to your liking.

before you could find anything else that was wrong with your appearance, you clicked on the link and were brought to the meeting.

you smiled gingerly as you found they were all there waiting for you, chase, haley, claire, and hamzah. a lump formed in your throat as you waited for claire to introduce you to the others, your hand tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear so you would look so awkward just sitting there.

‘everyone, this is y/n. she’s my friend, so don’t be mean to her. she’s also seventeen and a minor so no swearing.’ claire said, a laugh exiting your mouth as you waved at the camera in front of you, chase and haley copying your action with a friendly smile.

‘hi y/n, hamzah says has a surprise today, so i hope you’re ready.’ haley said, before taking a sip from a diet coke before putting it back down on her desk.

‘oh really? what’s going on?’ you asked, trying your best to sound confident and enthusiastic as you spoke. you completely avoided looking at hamzah, knowing fine well if you did you’d be stuttering and slipping over your words.

‘we’re getting some therapist to come on and talk to us about stuff. i know it sounds boring, but we make it funny.’ chase said, his eyes off the screen and keyboard clacking as you observed him. everyone was being so nice, but you couldn’t help but notice hamzah hadn’t said a word to you yet.

‘hamzah? are u muted?’ claire asked, and the second the words came out of her mouth, hamzah’s attention snapped back to the screen, and he cleared his throat.

‘uh—what?’ he asked, the deepness of his voice making the hair on your arms stand up. you were embarrassed to say even his voice made you nervous.

‘hamzah, we have a guest, don’t be rude.’ claire said, tilting her head at him, your heart beating faster when you saw his eyes flicker toward you, a smile finding its way onto his face.

‘what’s up, y/n.’ he said with a wink, leaving you biting your lip to prevent yourself from smiling a little too wide. your cheeks were already red enough from the minute you joined, but now, you didn’t even want to know how flustered you must’ve looked.

‘hey.’ you said, your voice neutral and composed as you gave him a polite smile, claire’s eyebrows furrowing as she observed the two of you on the screen. she chose not to say anything, but she knew what was going on.

within the next thirty minutes, you didn’t think you’d laughed so hard in your life. chase, haley, claire and hamzah were all very different people, but when they were put together, whether talking or joking, they were extremely entertaining.

you had tried your best to fit in with them, your cheeks heating up every-time hamzah laughed at a joke you made or something you had said. you were already following him on instagram, and after seeing how he must’ve taken a liking to you, you were half considering just texting him. would it be so weird, considering you had just filmed a video with him? were you friends now?

when the meeting ended and you said goodbye to all of them, you pulled out your phone and noticed that almost immediately hamzah had followed you back. you swallowed, finding that chase and haley had followed you as well less than a second or two after.

you did like him, and you wanted to get to know him, but you could never make the first move. it just wasn’t in your programming, which is probably why you’d never really had a serious or long term relationship before.

you only hoped he was the type to do the opposite and just go for it, because you were getting embarrassingly desperate to talk to him. you’d thought of just asking claire to ask him what he thought about you, but you knew that wouldn’t settle well with her.

with a sigh, you closed your laptop and put your phone face down on your bed, turning away from them.

[bountydroid]

Darlin' pt 6

pt 1 / pt 2 / pt 3 / pt 4 / pt 5 / pt 7 (SMUT)

Cooper Howard/The Ghoul x f!reader (Romance)

Description: Cooper and Reader feel the effects of the radiation.

Notes: My tags are still goofy I don't know what is going on I am sorry. When I am writing the post your profile comes up and I click on it but then when I post it it doesn't work? Help? You guys may have to just keep an eye on my posts. :(

Cooper still hasn't told us where he is taking us yet. The sun seemed to get extra hot as the day went on. I knew the irradiation of the river was starting to hit me, just like it was the vaultie. We both had sunken, dark eyes and pale skin. Radiation sickness was starting to set in. Cooper made sure I stayed close to him, his eyes only leaving me to bark at the vaultie when she slowed.

"This damn sun," I whined.

Without saying a word, Cooper took off his hat and dropped it on my head. I smiled ear to ear, the idea of wearing his hat filling me with joy. "Thanks, Coop." 

His footsteps stuttered at the nickname. Little did I know, it brought back a flood of memories that were long forgotten. "Just don't lose it, darlin'." He mumbled.

The show of affection filled me with a burst of energy, adding some pep to my step as we trekked along in the sand. Eventually, we happened upon a small, derelict town. The old homes were covered almost half up their sides with sand. The houses now were all the same tan color as the ground, a reminder of the harshness of the wastelands. We walked up to a building with "Westside Medical Clinic" written on a big sign out front. As soon as we stopped walking we heard it. The yelling.

"Roger! My name... is Roger!" A voice roared from inside the building. 

The three of us exchanged looks before Cooper pushed the vaultie towards the door, making her go first. "Stay behind me, sugar." He said quietly to me. 

We slowly continued into the building as the snarling grew closer. The vaultie hesitated, not wanting to get any closer to the danger inside. This caused Cooper to give her another harsh shove. The fear swirling in my stomach made me feel like I was going to throw up. I grabbed onto the back of Cooper's coat for purchase. We finally made our way into the room where the voice was coming from. A man, or a ghoul, was sitting in the sand, mumbling and snarling. 

"Hey Rog," Cooper greets him.

"Hey. Hey." the man laughs, relieved to see his friend. "Fancy seeing you here. You out for that bounty, too, huh?"

"Yep," Cooper responds as he knelt in front of his friend.

You all stand there in silence for a bit, listening to Roger snarl and whip his head around. 

"Oh, shit," Roger says between wails.

"How you feelin’?" Cooper asks quietly, already knowing the answer.

"Oh... you know," Roger replied. "It's hard out here. Dang smoothies can be so unkind. I see you got some smoothies of your own." He says as he looks over at the vaultie and me in the corner. "That one is cute with your hat on."

I give him a small smile as a blush warms my cheeks. "You like it? I'm thinking of keeping it." I say, trying to lighten the mood. 

Roger lets out a gleeful laugh, "Oh, I hope she rubs off on you. Keep her around."

Cooper smiles in response, "Plan on it."

Roger cried out again, ripping the smiles off everyone's faces.

"You're turning," Cooper says reluctantly, he exchanges a worried look with you.

"Yeah maybe, maybe." Roger says on the verge of tears, "Maybe. Hey, you don't happen to have any vials, do you? Just one little puff and I'll be back on my feet. You know I'm good for it." Roger pleaded.

"I'm sorry Roger I am all out," Cooper says, looking sorrowful.

"That's okay. That's okay." Roger mumbles. "Though, um, you and your smooth-faced friends, you um... you might want to clear out before things get ugly."

Roger started to snarl again, he was growing louder and louder. It was horrible to watch. "Is this what will happen to Cooper?" I thought to myself.

"I did okay. 28 years since I first started showing," Roger said, before snarling again. "Oh, hell! Not as long as you are though." He pointed proudly at Cooper, "You've outlasted us all. How long since you first started wastelanding?"

"A long time," Cooper responds while shaking his head.

"That's a lot of vials," Roger said quietly.

"Well I've always been good at making money, Roger." Cooper exhales as he stands up. "Say, you remember how good food used to taste?"

"Yeah, BlamCo Mac and Cheese!" Roger says excitedly.

"Ice Cream and Apple Pie." Cooper countered.

"Hot damn! Apple Pie." Roger said, joy lighting up his face, even making the vaultie smile. "You know my mother used to-"

Before he could finish, Cooper shot Roger threw the head with no warning. I stumbled back in shock, tripping and falling on my butt and landing in the sand. 

"Why did you do that?" The vaultie asked with tears in her eyes. "He was sick."

Cooper ignores her and starts making his way toward me while he holsters his gun. My eyes were glued to the man, lifeless on the ground. 

"Darlin'." Cooper says pulling me from my thoughts and he crouches in front of me. 

I look up at him with weeping eyes. "He...." I trailed off. I didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry," I whispered as the tears started to fall down to my chest. 

"Don't be sorry, darlin'. Can you do something for me?" He asked calmly.

"Yeah." I managed to respond between sniffles. 

"Wait in the hallway." He replies, rubbing my shoulder reassuringly. I give him a confused look before he starts talking again, "I don't want you to see this."

Realization washes over me. "You gonna eat him?" 

"Just - just wait in the hallway." He says as he pulls me up to my feet. "Okay?"

"Okay," I mumble as I slowly make my way out of the room. I lean up against the wall and close my eyes. It's only a minute before I hear the vaultie begging.

"Stop. Stop Stop." The vaultie pleaded, "Please, I know it's hard out here but you don't, you don't have, you don't have to resort to... to..."

"What'd you say your name was?" Cooper asks her.

"Lucy MacLean." The vaultie replies hesitantly. 

"MacLean?" Cooper asks a hint of recognition in his voice. "Huh. Well, Lucy MacLean, it ain't all peaches and marmalade left up here, sweetheart. Sometimes a fella gotta eat another fella." 

Even from the hallway, I could hear the squishing from whatever he was doing in there. I felt nausea settle into my stomach, whether from the radiation or what Cooper was doing in the other room, I didn't know.

"You know, my vault has endured hardship too," Lucy said, pushing back. In the great plague of '77, everyone had to quarantine, they couldn't work the farms together, people starved. My mother included. My dad dropped to 128 pounds, and he still refused to do anything like this."

Cooper let out a deep chuckle at her words.

"What? What's so funny?" She asked, her voice dripping with venom.

"Well, there's what people say they did and what they really did." Cooper said, his accusation heavy in the air. "I'll bet your daddy was first in line at the cookout. I bet he had a bib with a drawing of his neighbor's ass on there."

"How do you live like this?" Lucy asks. "You obviously know it's wrong you sent her to the other room. So how do you do it? Why keep going?"

I open my eyes slowly at the mention of me. I didn't know if I could ever live like that, so Lucy's question piqued my interest as well. There was a heavy silence as I heard Cooper's footsteps making his way across the room.

"Well, one good question deserves another," Cooper responds, his voice was dark, sending a shiver down my spine. "Why the fuck am I doin' all the work? Now come on vaultie, ass jerky don't make itself."

This was a side of Cooper that I had not seen since the night we met. Ruthless. Cruel. It made me wonder was this who he really was. Or was the sweetness he has shown me his true self? It was probably a little bit of both. The silence in the building was deafening. It was a moment before I heard Lucy's soft footsteps in the sand. 

"She is actually gonna do it." I thought to myself in horror, letting out a soft gasp. 

Once they made their way out of the room, Lucy's hands were covered in blood and she had an empty expression on her face. She was clearly traumatized by what she had to do to Roger. Cooper didn't look at me as they made their way past. "Come on, darlin'."

-

It felt like forever since the incident with Roger, but it was hard to forget as his skin hung from Cooper's pack. The three of us hiked in silence, tension had returned to Cooper and me as neither of us knew what to say to the other. Cooper had started coughing some time ago. This filled me with dread, we needed to get him some Jet fast. Let alone, myself. I was getting sicker by the minute as I struggled with the poisoning from the river. My feet dragged in the sand behind Cooper as I struggled to keep up. 

Cooper dipped his canteen into some water pooled in an old barrel. My chest filled with jealousy. I ran out of water some time ago and the lack of food and water was becoming painful. He made eye contact with Lucy as she watched him drink. This wasn't the first time he had teased her about her lack of water. Desperate for a sip, she fell to her knees in front of the water, scooping it into her mouth. 

"Now you're gettin' it." Cooper mused as he watched her. "How does that golden rule jibe with what's goin' through your head right now?" 

"What are you?" Lucy asked angrily.

"Oh I'm you, sweetie, just give it a little time." He responded.

"Because of the radiation poisoning?" I asked, my voice cracking from dehydration.

Cooper turned to me with a serious look on his face, "Not gonna happen to you darlin'."

I gave him a small nod before I squeaked out, "Okay." I trusted him completely. 

As a coughing fit took over the ghoul, Lucy took her chance to make a run for it. I was torn between chasing after her and staying to comfort Cooper. Cooper started waving after her, signaling for me to chase her.

"Hey! Stop!" I yelled as I ran after her.

As we rounded the corner, she stopped to stare at the huge crater in the ground. I ran up next to her as I also marveled at the sight. I had never seen anything like that before. Suddenly, Cooper's lasso secured itself around Lucy's midsection as he pulled her down onto the ground.

"Where you think you're goin'? You ain't goin' nowhere." Cooper said as he stepped over her, leaning down to grab her face.

Lucy immediately responded by biting onto his finger and ripping it off with her teeth.

"Oh my god?!" I gasped out as I ran toward them. "Cooper."

He continued to keep his attention on Lucy. "There you are, you little killer." He said as he lifted her to her feet before grabbing ahold of her matching finger and cutting it off with his knife. "Now that right there is the closest thing to an honest exchange that we've had so far." He pocketed her finger before reaching down to pick up his own. "Here darlin'," He said as he handed me the rope that was tied to Lucy. 

I hesitantly took it as I watched him rummage around in his pack for a small rag to wrap his finger in. 

"You don't hurt, right?" I asked him.

"Don't feel a thing, sugar." He said smiling as he took the rope back from me. 

This exchange seemed to have depleted Lucy's resolve completely as she quietly obeyed from there on out. It wasn't long after that that we reached an old building with the word SuperDuperMart written on it. It was surrounded by a broken-down fence and had some old cars in the front of the building. I was nervous, but Cooper's confidence calmed me as we approached the building.

"Transaction," Cooper said as he pressed on some sort of communication device. He threw his bag into the dirt next to him. He looked tired.

"Yes?" Someone responded.

"Two month's supply of vials. Exchange one female mint condition." He stated before looking over at Lucy's hand, "Near mint condition."

"Condition grading requires physical evaluation. Please send her in." The voice responded, there was something strange about the voice that I couldn't recognize. It almost didn't sound human.

The door to the building buzzes and slowly opens. Lucy watched it with concern evident in her eyes, "What's in there?" She asked.

"You're about to find out," Cooper replies as he cuts the rope that bound her wrists.

"You're selling me?" Lucy asks, a look of disbelief on her face.

Cooper pulls a gun from his hip and cocks it, "You got problems out here too, sweetheart. Best you try your luck behind that door. Go on." He says as he shoves her.

I watch on from behind Cooper as Lucy shuffles her way into the building, giving a nervous look back before she enters.

Once she enters, Cooper deflates. He was obviously putting on a show for her. Pretending he wasn't as sick as he really was. "Y/n?"

"Cooper?" I ask breathlessly.  

Instead of responding, the ghoul collapsed.

"Cooper!" I yell out as I shake him. His eyes are open and he's still awake but for some reason, he was not able to move. 

I pushed the button he was using to communicate with the man inside the building. "He can't wait he needs it now!" Only to get no response. "We will give you another person! A female near mint conditon." I say, describing myself.

Cooper whispered out, "No." I could barely hear him. 

I crouch down next to him and place his hat next to him, "It's my turn to take care of you." I declared, giving him a sad smile. 

I took his gun and tried to shoot the door to break it. I had never used a gun before, so it took me a minute or two to figure out. The glass, however, appeared to be bulletproof. 

"Shit," I mumbled before placing the gun on the ground. 

I then decided to try and pry the door open with no such luck. I run between the cars around us, searching for anything I can use to open the door. In one of them, I find a crowbar. "Yes!" I yell happily as I run back to the door. I wrestled with it for a while before I finally was able to get the crowbar inside, finally, I had some progress. I yelled out in frustration as I tried to open the door. It was the heaviest thing I have ever felt in my life. Moving it just an inch took more strength than I had, especially in my state. 

After a couple minutes of struggling, I collapsed to the ground in exhaustion. I looked over at Cooper only to see he hadn't loved an inch. "Cooper?" I call out as I crawl towards him. I sit next to him and gently lift his head onto my lap, rolling him onto his back. "You'll be okay," I say quietly before looking up at the door. I was hoping that soon they would come out to give him the vials he was owed. The silence felt like it had been going on forever when there were suddenly gunshots coming from inside the building. I help Cooper a little closer, afraid and confused. I grabbed his gun again and held it close to my side. 

"I've got you, Coop," I whispered to him.

The building then went silent again. There was a moment before Lucy strolled out the door, covered in blood. 

"Lucy? What happened?" I gasp.

"They were going to harvest my fucking organs!" She yelled angrily as she sauntered over to us. 

I shakily hold up my gun, causing her to stop in her tracks. 

"He doesn't get these, he turns into one of those? That how it works?" She asked, holding up a couple vials. 

I lower the gun and start begging. "Please, Lucy."

She crouches down next to him and contemplates for a moment before saying to Cooper, "I may end up looking like you... but I'll never be like you." Before getting up, she gently puts some vials in my hand. "Golden rule, motherfuckers."

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" I cry out happily as I start rummaging through Cooper's pockets searching for his inhaler. "I've got you, I've got you.." I kept repeating as I shakily put the vial in the inhaler and hold it up to his mouth. It takes a couple tries, but ultimately, he gets ahold of it and breathed in the contents. I make a happy squeak as he starts to move again. 

He lets out a soft wheeze before saying 'Why the hell would you do that?" 

"What?" I asked him confused.

"You were going to fucking sell yourself? For me?" He states angrily as he sits up to a sitting position. 

"Well-" I start.

"Well, nothing. Never do that again." He shouts as he stands, pulling me up by my collar. The fear on my face softened him as he released my shirt with a sigh, "I ain't worth it, darlin'."

"You are to me," I say quietly. "You are never getting rid of me."

He lets out a small laugh as he smiles wearily, his resolve dimishing. "You are way too good for me, sugar."

"Well too bad, Cooper. You've got me." I say as kiss him on the cheek.

Just as I was pulling away he grabbed hold of my hip "Come here." He says as his lips crash into mine. 

I let out a squeak in surprise before I started to return the kiss. It was sloppy and heated, filled with pent-up emotions. It was everything I wanted.

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[woso-dreamzzz]

Injured (Jenni's Version) II

Jenni Hermoso x Child!Reader

Summary: Mama's dog comes home

Life in Mexico, you find, is not that different to life in Spain.

There's a few differences though. They don't speak Catalan here, or, not in the part of Mexico that you and Mama live. They speak their Spanish differently to you and Mama but everyone is very friendly.

You like your ballet teacher and you love your classes.

Life in Mexico is good, you decide.

Mama holds your hand all the time. She is happy and smiley and sometimes attacks you with kisses and cuddles when you aren't paying attention.

Mama still plays football and you come along to training but days off are spent in the living room together building a train track and playing with one of your new trains on it.

You've just packed away the trains you were playing with when Mama calls for you downstairs.

You hurry down just as Mama opens the front door.

Tio Rafael smiles to you as he steps inside and you hide behind Mama's legs.

He's your new Tio because he's Mama's brother. You've never had a Tio before because Mami had a sister and Tia Alba didn't date boys so you had no one in your life to become a Tio.

He exchanges words with Mama but you're focused on the dog by his feet.

You've meet Mama's dog a few times before Mama was Mama so you recognise him.

"Hi," You say softly and he leaps up at you, trying to lick your face," Stop it! That tickles!"

Tio Rafael bids goodbye to Mama, saying something about meeting up with her in a few days after sightseeing but leaves the dog.

You look at him.

He looks at you.

"Is Tio's dog staying here?" You ask and Mama laughs.

"This is our dog," She explains to you," Rafa was just looking after him in Spain for me. I thought, since I brought you home, I should bring him home too."

"He is little," You say as he explores the house, snout pressed to the ground.

"You're little," Mama says back with a little laugh, hoisting you up onto her hip," Alright, what movie did we want today?"

At the end of a day off, Mama sits you down with her to watch a movie together.

She calls it tradition and you like that.

You love it, actually, because Mama sits on the sofa with you and snuggles beneath a blanket. Sometimes, she'll rake her fingers through your hair and you'll go all limp and boneless.

Those times you don't get to stay awake. You always fall asleep before the movie is finished and it's hit or miss if you wake up in your own bed in the morning or in Mama's with her.

"Er..."

Mama usually helps you make this decision. You don't know why you struggle with choosing but you do so Mama puts you on her lap and shows you all the options.

"That one!"

You love movie night but not really for the movies. You love it for Mama and the cuddles she gives you and the way she smiles and the way she holds you close.

That's why you love movie night.

You couldn't care less about the movies. It's all about being with Mama.

The little dog she's brought home is not like Nala. Nala was fluffier than this dog and a girl as well. This dog has short fur and he's a boy.

You like him though and giggle when he leaps up onto the sofa with you and crawls into your lap even though you're sitting in Mama's lap.

He licks your face a few more times before curling up on your legs.

"He likes me!" You whisper to Mama, careful to not disrupt him.

"Of course he does," Mama says warmly," He knows you're family."

You grin at that, like every time Mama references that you're a family. It makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside and you lean back against her again.

Her arms wrap around your waist and her ticklish kisses flutter across your cheeks.

Mama's dog looks up as you try to wriggle away, shrieking with laughter.

He whines a little at you and rockets forward to hit Mama in the face with his snout, giving out a little yip of warning.

"Hey!" She laughs," She was mine before she was yours!"

But Mama's little dog sneezes in her face before curling up on your lap again.

He follows you to bed tonight too, when Mama takes you to your room and reads you a bedtime story. He jumps up onto your bed like Nala did when you were little.

He turns around in a little circle before settling at your feet, resting his head on your ankles.

Mama laughs. "Are you sleeping with Bambi tonight? Alright then. Don't keep her up all night."

"He won't," You say," We're tired."

Mama gives you a kiss on the forehead and pulls the covers up to your chin. "Love you, Bambi."

"Love you, Mama."

[brookediamonds]

don't forget to kiss me, or else you'll have to miss me | Axel Kovačević x Fem! Reader

based off this request

Summary: Your anxiety gets the best of you, and when you're overwhelmed you find the kata Sensei LaRusso has taught you, grounds you. When your in the middle of your routine, someone is caught admiring you.

Word Count: 968 Warnings: None, fluff!

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You knew the Sekai Taikai was going to be a challenge, but you didn't expect all of this.

You weren't prepared when you saw your friend Tory standing with the your biggest enemy, you hadn't anticipated Robby would be so distracted, you definitely weren't expecting one of your strongest teammates having to leave due to a family emergency.

It felt like a lot and when things felt heavy for you, anxiety crept up. Which leads to panic attacks. And you surely didn't want one right now.

Deciding against a night out, you changed into some comfier clothes, those being a pair of leggings and a crop top t-shirt, and head down to the beach to get away from those around you.

You found Miyagi-Do kata to be extremely soothing and relaxing for you, it brought a sense of peace to your mind and body that replaced the anger you held over at Cobra Kai.

When Sam and Sensei LaRusso learned about your daily struggles, not only did they help your problems, they helped you with your mental health.

So when you're feeling a staggering feeling of panic, that heart racing feeling that you lose control over, you count to ten and work your way through the Miyagi kata.

Which is what you were doing now. The sound of the waves crashing behind you sang calmly as you moved with ease, breathing in and out with each strike.

Unbeknownst to you, a stranger has come across you, recognizing the familiar dance of kata you were performing. Axel was entranced, completely in awe by the way your eyes held a look of focus and calm all at once.

When you twist in his direction, you jump in your spot making him freeze in his place.

"S-Sorry!" He apologizes quickly, his eyes diverting in the opposite direction like he had just been caught with his hand in a cookie jar that was off limits.

You recognized him, he was the captain for that Iron Dragons team. He was an excellent fighter, and not at all bad looking.

"You can join me," you offer politely, gracefully continuing where you had paused. He stood still for a moment, contemplating your offer.

He too had wanted to get away from everyone and work on his training.

"Only if you show me that kata," Axel says lowly, taking a few steps closer to you. You nod in agreement, a shy smile tugging at your lips.

Your new friend is taken by this new form of work you're teaching him, following along with you as you move with ease.

"You are very good," he says after half an hour the two of you practicing. You both stood in front of each other, taking a breather.

"I could say the same about you," you grin, brushing away a strand of hair from your face. A silence falls between you, an uncertainty lingering.

You were afraid it was time to part ways for the night, but something about the way this handsome boy was gazing down at you kept your feet glued to the ground.

Just as you're about to suggest something, Axel looks like he’s about to say something too.

"Do you want to—"

"Maybe we could—"

You both stop mid-sentence, your words overlapping. A surprised laugh escapes you as Axel’s cheeks turn a faint shade of pink.

"Go ahead," he nods unable to hide his giant smile, glad you wanted to further explore his company.

"There's a churro stand on the way back to the hotel, maybe we can grab one and hang out for a little longer?" You propose the idea, yours words spilling out before your courage can falter.

"I would like that," he says warmly.

The two of you fall into step, walking along the edge of the water, enjoying the sound of the rolling waves in the background.

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"Okay, if you had to choose between finishing this churro with me," you held up your half-eaten sugary dessert, "or never get to eat churros again, what would you choose?"

There's a playful smile tugging at your lips, when Axel is mid-bite into his churro, freezing at your question.

"That is unfair," he frowns looking down at you as the two of you strolled down the streets of Barcelona. "Is this trick question? If I give up mine, do I get to finish yours?"

You gasp, clutching your churro dramatically. "Absolutely not! This one is mine. You’re on your own."

Axel laughs before letting out a dramatic sigh.

"I guess I would choose this churro with you," he answers your question. "A night with you is worth no churros for the rest of my life."

Your hearts soars in your chest, a bubbly feeling rising in your stomach.

"I better make it an unforgettable night then," you joke, trying to mask the warmth creeping into your cheeks.

He chuckles, watching as you take a seat at a nearby bench. Sliding in right next to you, you twist your body, pulling up your legs to fully face him.

"Tonight has been fun," he says matter factly. "And unforgettable."

You grin taking the last bite of your food, tossing the wrapper in the trashcan behind you.

"I know what can make it even more unforgettable," you spoke softly, your eyes flickering between Axel's and his lips.

He catches your gaze, a small smirk tugging at his lips. He knew what you were implying by the way you inched closer to him.

Closing the gap between you, he leans forward capturing his lips with yours, completely ravishing you.

The fireworks that have been flickering all night, finally erupt. His hand found its way to your cheek, cupping it gently as you snaked your arm around the back of his neck.

When you pull away, both your eyes reconnect holding the same love-struck glint.

It was an indeed, an unforgettable night.

[lissdiary]

katsuki x singer!yn

you asked, i delivered! anon requested a beyonce like yn! immediately envisioned haunted playing during their “moment”.

the lights flash as you’re about to enter the stage. the platform you’re standing on begins to rise and you can hear your drummer start teasing your first song. your microphone in one hand placed on your hip, the other pointing to the sky. your fans going wild as they see you come out and as soon as the platform stops, the lights turn to you.

after singing a couple songs, your new song (haunted by beyonce) began to play, which was a popular song on your newest platinum edition album. “i made this song for someone special .. i hope you love it as much i love him.”

everyone in the crowd was singing along, but you can’t help but notice one particular fan. your boyfriend, standing in the pit right in the middle where you can see him. he was so surprised to hear the song you made just for him. his eyes followed you everywhere, showing just how much he adored you.

walking down the b stage, you looked at both sides of the crowd on the floor. multiple fans reaching their hands out to you, waving their posters and camera flashes. you made your way towards the end of of the stage, getting on your knees and flipping your hair back as you reach your hand out to katsuki who was right in front of you.

“it’s what we see..” he reaches for your arm, staring into your eyes at every second. he swore that time stopped right then and there. you leaned forward “i know if i’m haunting you, you must be haunting me..” you got up, retrieving your hand from his slowly. katsuki stood there, shocked. he mouthed the words “i love you” before you let go, you looked like an angel to him. everyone beside him going crazy, even his friends. especially denki he waswas on his knees crying, preaching to his friends how much of a goddess you were. “dude, this is your first time hearing her music ..” jirou grabbed him by the back of his collar and put him back up on his feet.

before the concert, katsuki decided to invite his friends to your concert for the first time. denki, kirishima, mina, and jirou joined him. it didn’t even take the whole invitation backstage to convince them, he mentioned your name and they automatically agreed.

after the concert you went to your dressing room to collect yourself before meeting katsuki and his friends. while you were fixing yourself up, you heard the door open. “hi love” as you were redoing your hair in the vanity mirror, you didn’t realize katsuki walked in holding a handmade bouquet of flowers, wrapped in brown paper tied with a ribbon. a small gesture to show how proud he was of you and the release of your new album, he looked at you in the vanity mirror with a small smile on his face. you turned around and noticed the flowers behind his back.

“kats you shouldn’t have, thank you baby.” you took the bouquet and placed it with your bags, you wrapped your arms around katsuki’s stomach. “just a lil sum for ya’, so proud of you.” he kissed your cheek before resting his chin on your head. “you’re so sweet.” you could feel him chuckling, his arms wrapped around your neck. “the song was beautiful baby, thank you.” he lifted his chin of your head to look at you.

he cupped your cheeks with both of his hands, pulling you in for a kiss. he picked you up and sat you on top of the vanity. your legs wrapped around his waist, his hands on yours. you pulled away, looking into his gorgeous vermillion eyes. “i brought my friends tonight, thought they’d like to see yer’ concert and show them my supa’ star.” you giggled as he placed a kiss on your temple. katsuki loves showing you off, lets everyone know that you’re his and his only.

[yanderemommabean]

Yandere red room idea

The Red rooms. It’s not something He really thought he’d find himself using but here he is, walking up the corridor with a key card in his pocket. It’s definitely a secret society type of deal, code words, secret hand gestures, one use keys, all the security one could imagine. The first time he even heard of such a place like this, he assumed it was dark internet fetish mumbo jumbo. 

But after he found you, well, the right people found him and led him to the right place. Not a room of pain, but one of pleasure, to show his darling all of his intense love and emotion and then some. 

He hasn’t even booked a room yet, he’s here as a sort of consultation visit. To see if he really has the balls to do this and show that yes, he adores you, and that his love outweighs anyone else’s. 

Sliding the card into the door brought him into an empty room besides a desk, a few chairs, and two large filing cabinets. He takes a look around, quickly surveying the area, before stepping inside fully and sitting in the chair facing the large office chair in front of him. Before he can let his shoulders relax, a man follows in behind him, followed by a woman as well, both dressed professionally and seeming very…happy. 

“Ah! It’s good to see you, Mr-” 

“Lee, you can just call me Lee. And you are?” He asks, gesturing to the woman standing beside the man in the suit as he begins to open a manilla envelope, spreading the papers out on the table. 

“Victoria. We can leave it at that. I can tell that you know secrecy and customer privacy are our top priority with this business” She says with a knowing smile, sliding the papers over to face them towards the doctor.

“Now, Lee, What we have here is a very basic outline of what we can do for you and that love bug you’ve found yourself. We celebrate rather than punish our loved ones here, and want them to understand that to their core! We find that the red room experience helps!” The man exclaims with excitement, but has yet to really introduce himself. 

Lee was told to expect that however. The leader behind this all was kind enough to reach out but he wasn’t to expect anything too personal. “All business” was his very aura, and Lee could respect that. He nods along as Victoria took the reigns, explaining some of their core beliefs before getting to what Lee really wanted to know. 

“We can make the room however you please, lease it for up to four days at a time with personnel who checks in every four hours with their own special keys, for the darlings sake. As much as we wish to fully trust our customers, we will not take the risk of them dying or being seriously injured in any way. As stated, this is a way to show love and we give you the tools to do so! “ Victoria then spreads apart the papers, pointing here and there as she explains a bit more, intriguing Lee with every bit. “We have romantic layouts like at a hotel, we have BDSM specialist rooms, we have very highly rated toys and devices that we inspect and clean before each room is ready, and we have a live stream option if you’re the type who thinks everyone should see the pleasure you’re darling is receiving! I personally recommend the tribbing machines with the black rose theme if you prefer the dom and sub type of vibe, but we can personalize however you like!” 

Huh. Wow. They’re very thorough aren’t they? 

The business man nods, sitting back in his seat as he adjusts his tie. “I started many companies in my life, all based on bringing smiles and joy, and it’s my personal belief that there needs to be a company looking out for your lover! Love, adventurous or more mellow, is a beautiful thing that our darlings need to be showered in as much as possible. If you’d like, this can also be set up in a way to just calmly express your love to your darling, but I will clarify that it isn’t guaranteed to go well…I advise getting our crews to pick them up and deliver them for you, with every person being given a  background check of course! Safety and security is what comes first for your darling” 

Lee was a bit flabbergasted to say the least. They talk so professionally, have such a strange ethic to them, and they act as if he’s about to buy a company or large house rather than finally get ahold of the love of his life. It’s…Odd but charming. He can’t say he’s turned away from this, in fact he has a few ideas for his own red room. 

“Are they CPR trained and do they have basic first aid knowledge?” Lee asks as he looks over some more of the photos, liking the array of toys they had up for use to add to the room, each one costing extra of course but for what he had planned…it wouldn’t be too bad. 

Victoria smirks, laughing lightly in amusement “I can see we’ve caught even more of your attention. We can make sure these personnel are trained for the pick up, but our permanent staff are already trained in first aid help and some, even small surgical emergencies. You know, always needing to be prepared and all”. 

They talk  a few more things out, Lee deciding that if these people were serious, then he could trust them. If they crossed him in any way, he’d easily rid at least a handful of them. He didn’t get that gut feeling he usually does when people are lying to him however. This felt thorough and legit and well…Professional. 

“It’s a pleasure doing business with you Mr Lee. We’ll be getting in touch with you shortly! You wont regret setting this up-” the business man says with a firm handshake, smiling in an almost uncanny way. “And remember, when you’re in a bind, one of our smiles will ease your mind"

-Mommabean (This was so silly but I hope you enjoyed nonetheless!)

[apclyptc]

TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN— chris ver.

foreword: please read the first part linked here! it kinda makes sense without but not really so i’d read part one first. the matt version is also linked on that post so if u wanna read that one, head there!

warnings: making out, grinding, handjob, fondling of the upper chest area wink wink nudge nudge, cum eating, slight jealousy from chris if you squint

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“i pick… chris.” you glanced at him to find him smirking, as if he knew his name would come out of your mouth.

it intimidated you slightly, knowing whatever was going to happen in these next ten minutes was going to change your entire friendship thus far.

“oh great, just what we needed. everyone get your earplugs ready.” nate teased, causing others to giggle.

everyone knew chris had no shame when it came to pda.

“okay so just go upstairs and pick a room, as long as it’s not mine. i don’t want you two messing up my bed.” nate half-joked, pointing upstairs.

“bet.” chris spoke, grabbing your hand and taking you up.

maybe he was just putting up a front to everyone else, to play along with the game.

but you knew him better than that, he never put up a front to anybody.

as soon as your hand pushed the handle of the door open, chris turned you around and immediately connected his lips to yours.

there was barely any time to react, once he had shut the door behind him, he was on you, pulling your hips into him, hands on the small of your back.

briefly, he pulled away to speak.

“i’ve wanted this for a while. but you knew that, didn’t you?”

you may have had a small feeling. it wasn’t always there, and it took you some time to figure it out, but the lingering stares–and touches that lasted a little longer than they should– gave it away.

“yes…” you replied hesitantly.

“all those times you were at the house, flirting with my brother, wearing those clothes. you know what you do to me, don’t you?” he brought his face closer to yours, noses practically touching.

“don’t you?” he repeated, hinting for you to answer.

“y-yes.” why were you so nervous? it was like you were unsure of your own responses, stuttering like a schoolgirl being reprimanded by a teacher.

“hey, you don’t need to be so shy. if you don’t want this, you let me know.” he stroked your cheek gently, but the hunger in his eyes was still ever present, looking down at your plump, wet lips.

you definitely wanted this, that much was true.

all you had to do was push through the drumming of your heart at the feeling of his warm hands on your body.

“i do want it… let me show you how much.” you kissed him with all the passion you could summon, licking into his mouth. chris pulled you up by your thighs, walking you to the bed at the other side of the room.

he sat you both down, not allowing you to break from the kiss you shared, growing sloppier by the second. you gyrated your hips into his lap when his hands moved down to grope your ass, guiding you over his clothed dick. you felt it beneath you, bigger than you anticipated, but it didn’t shock you.

“can you feel what you do to me now?” he broke away to catch his breath, a hand moving from your behind to snake up your shirt. he took a tit in his hand, squeezing the mound of flesh.

“is that an invitation?” you allowed your own hand to venture down into the small space between you, copying the pressure he had on your boob, and a sharp intake of breath left his mouth.

“your choice, baby. we only have ten minutes, you think you can finish what you’ve started?” his hips made a single thrust further into your palm.

“only one way to find out.” chris helped you shimmy his pants halfway down his legs, and you tucked his underwear underneath his balls.

watching his cock spring free from the confines of his boxers almost made your mouth water.

considering the fact there wasn’t a lot of time left, you didn’t want to waste any of it ogling at the perfection of his dick, the way it curved oh so slightly, the long thick vein protruding on its side. you didn’t have the time to think about how much you wanted to feel it in places so deep that you couldn’t walk straight for days.

from the moment you gripped the base of his impressive cock, adding pressure in the right places, making him pant with such a simple action, you knew this would not be the last time you were in such a position with chris.

you began slowly, stroking him lazily as you watched him intently. he looked at you with such desperation that it sent shivers down your spine.

when he brought his lips to your neck, sucking over the spot where his own brothers lips had been, that was when you picked up your pace.

chris moaned into your collarbone, biting lightly to attempt to muffle himself, with little success.

“shit, feels so good, y/n.” he mumbled into your skin. the satisfaction you received from his words only boosted your confidence. it was you who was making him squirm, you who was giving him pleasure. it was you who he’s wanted for so long.

god, if you’d had more time, you’d be on your knees for him, looking up at him while you took his whole dick in your mouth. the dampness of your panties made you well aware of how badly you wanted that.

“keep going, fuck, i’m already gonna cum.” he breathed out. chris couldn’t help but rut into your hand when your thumb grazed over his tip.

you were so lost in the moment you almost didn’t hear the knocking on the bedroom door. but you did, just barely.

you stopped what you were doing, hearing nate’s voice.

“times up, chris.” he teased, but he didn’t care.

“fuck off nate, five more minutes.” he replied, and then spoke to you, “don’t stop, baby. ignore him.”

and you continued, despite the wave of embarrassment that had seeped into your brain.

chris reconnected his lips to yours, his tongue practically fucking your mouth as he tried to prolong the moment between you. but try as he might, there was no way he could hold back any longer. he pulled away, his mouth hanging open as he came, his seed spurting out all over your hand.

you slowly milked him dry, stopping when he whined at the overstimulation.

“holy fuck, y/n.” he finally said.

“so i’m guessing that was good for you?” you giggled, taking your hand up to your mouth and licking off the cum dripping off your fingers.

“more than good. come over later? i wanna return the favour.” he smirked, willing himself not to get hard all over again at the sight of you tasting him, forcing himself not to scoop up his own cum and push a finger into your mouth.

“happy to. now what are we gonna say when we go back down there?” you asked, remembering that you were in fact, in nate’s house, where all of his friends were waiting for you downstairs.

“don’t bother, we could all hear you.” nate’s voice was heard from behind the door.

damn.

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a/n holy fucking shit this took so long for me to write like i just could not get into my writing groove AT ALL. i really hope this was worth the wait because christ on a bike this was such sloppy writing from me.

anyway, i have another chris idea imma write. but i hear you asking for more matt stories in my asks, so ill try put on my thinking cap for some matt stories. if you have any you want me to write, let me know!!

© APCYLPTC 2023. do not repost, translate, or duplicate any of my works here or any other websites.

[loomiseater]

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warnings: smut ofc!, oral!m!receiving, almost caught, and unprotected sex.

A/N: Happy fourth, ya’ll!

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Written: June 30th, 2024- July 4th, 2024

Published: July 4th, 2025

Summary: you and Clark get a little privacy during the 4th..

wc: 2,935

It was the Fourth of July today, which is also my favorite holiday. The one day in Smallville where everyone comes and gathers at the Kent farm and we all eat some good food. Mrs. Kent made her famous cherry pie whilst Mr. Kent and my father were grilling up some burgers, hotdogs, chicken, and some steaks. There was a bouncy water slide for the kids along with a bounce house.

Everyone was dressed up in their cowgirl/cowboy boots, jeans, jean shorts, and jean skirts. I had the shortest shorts on ever today but I wore them for one person only…Clark Kent. I paired my shorts with a white crop top along with some brown cowgirl boots and a cowgirl hat. His favorite combo to see me in..

I was in the kitchen with Chole as she brought up my outfit. “Girl, those are the shortest shorts I’ve ever seen!” She gasped as she was putting the last touching on the cookies. “It’s summer and it’s hot! Give me a break.” I giggled. “We all know who she’s wearing that for..” Lois teased as she walked into the kitchen. “God forbid a girl wants to look cute for her boyfriend!” I playfully said.

Lois and Chole were laughing but there giggles stopped as soon as the door opened. My back was turned so I couldn’t see who it was, but I immediately knew who it was when I felt a hand touch my lower back. “You look good.” Clark whispered as he kissed the crook of my neck. “Thank you, baby.” I smiled as I grabbed his neck from behind me, bringing him deeper in.

“Disgusting!” Lois coughed as her and Chloe walked back out the front door with the deserts. I rolled my eyes at their childish behavior as Clark turned me around. “Your ass is hanging outa these shorts.” Clark said with a raise brow. “Oh! So you want me to go back home and change right now?” I sarcastically asked as his eyes widened.

“Woah! I didn’t say all that now did I?” He quickly said while gripping my ass. His grip was so fucking strong due to his strength. “Ow! That hurts!” I winced before slapping his hand off. Clark gave me his world famous smirk before speaking up. “You have no problem with me doing it in bed though..” he said before bringing me into a kiss. My arms flew around his neck as he lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist as I sat on the corner.

This kiss was passionate and hungry, if I could I would take him right in this kitchen counter but there’s guests here. “Can we please take this up to my room? It’ll be quick, I promise!” Clark begged with his green puppy dog eyes; he looked so desperate. “Baby, we can’t! My dad is gonna be wondering where we’re at and I don’t want him to like accidentally walk in on us.” I explained with a pout. He groaned to himself before nodding his head. “When everyone leaves?” He asked as a smile fell on my lips. “Yes Clark, when everyone leaves.” I teasingly said as started smiling like a school kid.

“Cmon, you can help me spray the kids with the water hose.” He stated as he grabbed my arm and lead me outside. “Thats so mean!” I laughed as he chuckled. “No, no, they love it, I swear.” He said back with a smile. Clark eventually turned on the water hose as he started spraying all the kids that came over. Due to the kids splashing water back at him and the water flying in the air, the water was seeping through his white shirt which made his abs show. I couldn’t help but stare.

I know I see his abs all the time but he looked so fucking good right now, his muscles were popping out his shirt, his wet hair, and his pearly white fangs. I wanted to take him right here and right now. I totally regret not taking his offer a couple of minutes ago. I was about to walk over to him but I felt someone tap my shoulder, I turned around and saw that it was my mother. “Now I know damn yell that your daddy didn’t let you walk out the house like this!” She whisper shouted as she grabbed my shirt.

“Mama!” I whined. I swear this lady always has something to say, “Those shorts are way too short!” She pointed out as she tried to pull the shorts down lower on me. “There shorts, ma, that’s the point!” I fired back as she pinched my arm. “Ow!” I winced. “Don’t talk back to me! These are inappropriate!” She stated. “I’m 18! I should be able to wear whatever I want!” I complained.

“18 and still living under your father and I’s roof.” She snarkly said back before going to find my father. Honestly I don’t even think he saw what I had on, I left the house way later than him and he’s been by the grill all day with Mr. Kent that I don’t even think he noticed me.

I had walked back over to Clark and saw that all the kids had ran back over to the bouncy house. “I was gonna spray you with the hose but then I realized that you don’t have a bra under this.” He said as he tugged my top. “So you don’t like my boobs?” I said with a fake sad pout. “Baby, I’ve been looking at them all day with my x-ray vision.” Clark smirked as I playfully hit his arm. “You’re so nasty!” I giggled. “You’re even wearing that black lacy thong that I like..the one that doesn’t cover much” He said in my ear.

My whole body began to feel hot and not just because of the heat..but because of the sexy 6’3 man in front of me. I tried my best to keep my composure and not practically jump on him right now. “It’s not a thong, it’s a g-string..” I lowly said back as his smirk was still on face. “Even better..” He said with his little cocky smile as he slapped my ass. “There’s children here!” I gasped as I looked around the yard. “They’re literally all over there!” Clark pointed behind himself. I crossed my arms and looked up at him as spoke up.

“The only person staring at you is Lex Luthor.” He nodded his head in the direction that Lex was in as he was staring at Clark and I while sipping his drink. “And that’s the only thing he can do.” I said back. Before Clark could say anything, I started grabbing his arm and dragging him inside with me. “Did you know your ass jiggles when you walk?” He laughed as I shook my head. “You are so immature.” I laughed as we were walking up the stairs. He had his hands on my ass the entire time until we made it to his room.

As soon as we made it to his bed room he bent me over his bed and made me spread my legs out. “Clark!” I giggled. “You have no idea what you do to me baby..” He desperately said as he grabbed the skin that was peeking out my shorts. I arched my back in response to his touch as I heard him groan. I felt him press hisself against me and his pants were hard as a rock. “Take it out for me.” He lowly said in my ear.

I smirked to myself before turning around and unzipping his jeans. I squeezed him while he was still in his boxers and he felt so hard. “This is how you make me feel everyday, princess.” Clark groaned. “Yeah?” I asked with a smile as I dropped down to my knees in front of him. It’s like his boner somehow got even harder when I fell to my knees.

Clarks eyes followed my every move when I pulled him out his boxers, his breath trembled when I licked a stripe up his cock. I licked another stripe as his he squeezed his eyes shut. “Y/N-please!” He whined. I hummed in response before taking him in my mouth whole. I closed my eyes and moaned on his cock, sending vibrations to him. Nothing could ever beat the taste of having him in my mouth.

I swirled my tongue around his length, tasting the pre cum before bobbing my head up and down. Low groans were falling out of Clark’s mouth and his hands flew to the back of my head, forcing me to take more of him. “Yeah, just like that-shit! Keep sucking me so good baby.” He choked out as the sounds of me gagging could be heard in the background. I hollowed my cheeks as he kept thrusting himself in my mouth.

“Nghh! Fuck!” He moaned as he felt more suction around his dick. I pulled him out my mouth and spat his pre cum back on his dick and then jerked him off a bit. I wrapped my hand tightly around his cock as his mouth opened but nothing came out except for gasps. “It feels good, baby?” I teasingly asked with his pre cum mixed with my saliva around my mouth. Clark moaned in response, he was in pure pleasure. I giggled at his expression before taking his balls into my mouth.

I sucked his ballsack as his knees buckled but he managed to keep his balance. “I’m gonna cum!” He breathlessly stated. I hummed on his balls and started pumping his dick faster with my hand and that’s when I felt him twitch. I took my mouth off his balls and angled my face towards his tip. I jerked him off faster and that’s when his hips bucked, he shot his cum on my face with a long whine. Strings of it fell on my cheeks, lips, and eyelashes. “Agh!” He groaned out as I still jerked his cock making sure to get everything outa there.

“Good boy.” I whispered before placing a kiss to his tip. His eyes fluttered before I let go of his cock. “Come here.” He said to me as he was catching his breath. He held my face with both his hands and licked his cum off my face. I felt myself soaking down there because of this. He licked some more off my face before speaking up. “You look so pretty like this, ya know that?” He asked as whined. I couldn’t focus on anything right now. Clark then scooped some cum off my cheeks and placed it on my folds as he reached into my shorts.

“Clark!” I moaned put as I grabbed his shoulders. “Yeah? You feel that?” His low voice was so seductive that my knees bucked. I felt his fingers rubbing my pussy back and forth and it felt so good. He then stopped and pulled his hands outa my shirts before spinning me around and bending me back over his bed. I started twerking as he slapped and gripped my ass all he wanted. “Best ass in the world, baby.” Clark said before placing a kiss to both asscheeks. I let out a giggle at his actions, he’s such a big horn dog.

He pulled my shorts down along with my g-string and his cum mixed with my wetness was attached to my pussy when he took the g-string off. I heard him suck in some air from behind me. “Oh she’s soaked.” Clark said. I smiled in response and twerked a bit more before he gripped my ass. I felt from behind how hard cock was. He had one hand on my waist and one hand on his dick as he slowly pushed himself inside me.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I let out a loud groan due to the stretch. I know should be used to it by now but Clark is massive! “So fucking tight! Every damn time!” He groaned as he pulled himself back out and then placed hisself back in me.

I felt him start thrusting from the back as I started to grip the his bed sheets in front of me. “It’s so good!” I whined. “I know baby, I know.” He said. My ass was slapping back and forth on his pelvis and the sounds could be heard through the room. His thrusts were fast paced, desperate even. He must’ve really wanted this all day.

I arched my back deeper and that’s when I felt a little bit more of him slide into me. “SO BIG!” I shouted. “You can take it. Gotta be quiet though.” He comforted. I nodded my head as tears started to flow down my cheeks due to the pleasure. It was just so good. I felt his thumb reach down and rub my clit as he was fucking me from the back.

I squeezed myself on him and that’s when I heard him hiss. “Don’t do that.” He sternly said. I didn’t care though, I did it again and that’s when I felt his arm wrapped around my throat and his back was pressed up against my back. He got rougher, his thrusts, his grip, everything. “When I tell you to do something you do it.” He said before sending a slap to my ass. I moaned in response from the slap, the sting felt good and just turned me on even more.

I was whining and crying as he was fucking me. The wetness from me could be heard squelching and the slaps of our skin could be heard..I hope it wasn’t too loud. Just when I was about to moan again we heard a knock on Clark’s bedroom door. We both froze in fear and waited for the person to speak up. “Did you lock the door?!” I whispered to Clark. “No!” He whispered back. “Hey Clark! I was wondering if you know where all the extra firewood is? The kids wanna make s’mores!” Mr. Kent shouted from behind the door.

Before Clark answered back, I felt him starting to slowly thrust back into me as my eyes widened. “Yeah! It should be in the barn!” Clark shouted back. I felt his dick reach a whole different angle and I was about to moan but Clark’s hand quickly covered my mouth and a muffled moan came out. “Clark? You alright in there?” Mr. Kent asked. I guess he heard my moan. My eyes widened in panic but it was like Clark was completely relaxed during this whole encounter.

“Yeah! I just uh- got something in my eye!” Clark responded. “Oh..alright. Be back down here in a little bit, the kids wanna play with the water hose again.” Mr. Kent said. He sounded hesitant to leave at first but we eventually heard his footsteps go back down the stairs. That was so close.

Clark then went back to his fast pace. “Cmon baby, I need you to cum for me.” He begged. “Mhhm!” I moaned out. He angled my hips and started giving me powerful strokes and that’s when he hit the spot. We both came at the same time. His dick twitched and spurted out cum inside me as I creamed on him. “Whew! you gotta wear shorts more often like this, baby!” He chuckled and smoothed over the skin of my ass.

I fell down on the bed after he pulled out. “I’m exhausted!” I whined. Clark flipped me over on my back and placed a kiss on my lips. “Will it help if I carried you down the stairs?” He teasingly asked in a baby voice. “Yes!” I answered as he chuckled. He got up off the bed and grabbed a towel he had hanging on his door and wiped all of our fluids off. I then tried to stand up but my legs were all weak and wobbly.

Clark laughed at me as I fell back on the bed. “It’s not funny!” I pouted. “I’ll help you put your shorts back on..you ruined your panties.” He pointed out as I groaned to myself. “YOU ruined them!” I said back as he playfully rolled his eyes. He helped me slip back on my shorts and put my cowgirl boots back on. We then looked in his mirror to make sure nothing was out of place.

We then headed back down the stairs and Mrs. Kent was in the kitchen fixing up some sides. “You two have been gone for an awfully long time..” she said with a raised brow. “Yeah..Y/N was helping me with an article.” Clark nervously said as I just stayed silent and nodded my head. “Alright..” She said. She definitely did not believe our little lie. We headed back outside and Lois and Chloe came over to us. “You two love birds have been gone for more than 20 minutes.” Lois skeptically said.

“You got something on your eyelash, Y/N/N.” Chloe said with a smirk. Clark looked over at me with wide eyes as I looked back at him. “What is it?” I asked Clark. He nervously looked around before answering. “Umm- just something from earlier.” He said as he wiped it off. “You two are a bunch of little freaks!” Lois laughed as her and Chloe walked away. “So you didn’t notice this the entire walk back outside?” I frustratedly asked.

“I’m sorry!” He apologized as I just walked off with him following behind me.

[hoemainexpansion]

Chapter Six: HOUSE OF BALLOONS: Satoru returns home and you try to adjust to life with him again as he tries to gain acceptance from you and your circle of friends as you finally get an explanation as to why he left you.

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It’s like a Mexican standoff, but instead of guns being drawn, everyone’s just looking around at each other trying to figure out who’s going to make the first move. But that doesn’t make it feel any less intense. 

You feel like the elementary school sister who has two senior year of high school brothers ready to defend you from the neighborhood bully. It’s sweet, but you have absolutely no idea how to handle this situation.

Your brain is just going in circles. You don’t want to talk because you don’t want to end up in an argument. However, you have questions that you want answers to, but you don’t know if you’re in the right state of mind to not get too upset. You know your two companions, or guard dogs, as you should probably start calling them, are probably ready for all the shenanigans.

Choso decides to break the silence first and ask the question that you know Suguru is thinking as well, “what are you doing here?“

“I wanted to come home to my wife,” is all Satoru responds with and if you’re being honest, it does make your heart flutter a bit.

“You don’t even sound like you believe that,” okay, so Choso woke up today and chose violence, clearly.

“I do believe it, I just…“ Satoru starts to respond before getting cut off.

“Just what?”

Oh my goodness. This is so fucking uncomfortable. Someone please make it stop. Literally anyone. You don’t even care if the Kool-Aid man burst through the wall like this is a family guy sketch at this point. 

“This is an awkward situation okay,” well, Satoru isn’t wrong about that. This is the most uncomfortable. You’ve been in a while. “I just wanted to come home and try to make things work.“

“Are you really going to try? Or did you just get in a fight with your girlfriend and needed a place to stay for the night?“ Oh fuck please make this stop because everything is so tense. 

“She wasn’t my girlfriend. She was just a friend who helped me out. And yes, there was a bit of a fight. But I don’t look at this as temporary. I’m here because I wanna be here and I have every intention of staying.“ There was no shaking in his voice compared to when he first got here and you’re starting to believe him.

Choso turns to look at you to see if there’s any signs of discomfort or anything. But you just nod to indicate that you’re okay with seeing how this situation plays out.

“Well, welcome home then,” Suguru adds to try to diffuse the situation. “Did you bring anything with you?“

“Oh yeah, just that bag you brought me.“

“I’ll show you… To where… You’re gonna be… Yeah.” You’re struggling to even form a basic sentence right now. But you’re also trying to figure out how you’re gonna tell him that he is 100% absolutely staying in the guest bedroom until you guys work out these kinks. Guess you’ll just tell him when you actually get to said room.

You walk with him back to the front door so he can retrieve his bag and leave your friends behind to chitchat a little bit about how fucking crazy this situation is. You lead him down the hallway and start pointing out various rooms with the most bare minimum descriptions possible for the time being

“That’s your office. That’s an additional bathroom.” He just follows along as you point stuff out without even stopping. “I’ll give you the full tour tomorrow. It’s just been a long day.”

“That’s fine. I totally understand.”

Good. Now here’s the uncomfortable part. “That’s the bedroom that we share, but I would like it if you stayed in the guest bedroom at least for tonight. It’s just a little fast at the moment.”

“I completely understand.” He nods and seems to accept that pretty well which makes you feel better. 

You walk a little more and then point out another bedroom. “That’s the guest bedroom, it has a tv and a bathroom and everything so you don’t have to wander about to find what you want. You can, obviously. But this offers you some privacy so that you can get comfortable.” You open the door and allow him to walk inside. “If you see random stuff in here like clothes and whatnot, it’s probably Suguru’s and I can have him move it out of the way.”

“It’s fine. I don’t wanna cause any trouble.” He sets his bag on the bed and starts to unpack everything. 

You watch as he starts laying different things out on the bed and your anxiety immediately spikes when he puts the box of letters on it as well. You know what’s in those letters and you’re incredibly curious to know if he’s read any of them. 

“It’s no trouble,” you assure him. “If you need anything, just let me know. You can have whatever you want in the refrigerator, you don’t have to ask. If we run out of something or you need something, you can just write it on the whiteboard.” 

“Okay, sounds good. I’ll try not to bother you too much though.” He seems more nervous to talk to you now then when he felt it was his first time meeting you in the hospital and it’s fucking weird. 

The both of you just stand there in an awkward silence for what feels like an eternity. You don’t want to create any conflict now that he just got back, but you have to address something that’s been gnawing at your brain since he got here.

“Mei’s not allowed over here,” is how you decide to start the conversation that you really don’t want to have. “If you’re going to have a relationship with her, this is a temporary place for you to stay and she’s not allowed over.” You make sure to infuse those words with the hate you feel towards the situation because you don’t want him to think that this is some light-hearted situation where they get into a lover’s spat and he just sleeps on your couch until they inevitably get back together. 

“I have no intention of even remaining in contact with her, let alone going back to her. That’s over,” he pauses before continuing. “Also, that relationship wasn’t what everyone probably thought it was.”

“Oh? What did we think that it was?” You can’t help but ask because hey, he brought that part up.

“We weren’t romantic. She was just helping me out when I was in a tough spot.” 

You find it hard to believe that she would be so territorial over a man who she wasn’t dating or sleeping with, but whatever. “Let’s save that talk for another day because it’s kind of late tonight. I just wanted you to know how I felt regarding that.”

“Okay. I just want you to know that there’s nothing between me and her and there never will be. I came back for you and to make things work between us, no matter how long it takes.” His words are nice, but you’ll wait to see if his actions back them up.

“Alright. Well, I’m gonna head back out there for a bit before going to bed. So I guess, I’ll see you a little later.” 

You quickly make your way to the door and when you step out, you see Choso and Suguru hauling ass back to the livingroom. They must have just started going back when you said you were coming out and eavesdropping the entire time. You want to judge, but you can’t because you’d do the same thing.

Once you get back to the living room, you see Thing #1 and Thing #2 sitting on the couch trying to act like they weren’t doing what they were doing even though they’re literally in opposite spots. 

“You silly kids couldn’t even remember to get in your original spots?” You can’t help but laugh because it’s just so unnecessary to hide this. They knew you were going to come out here and tell them everything anyway.

“Sorry,” is all Choso says.

“It’s fine. So, you guys heard everything?” You ask while taking a seat on the couch in between them. 

“How do you feel? You want me to throw him out?” You appreciate how fast Suguru is willing to go to bat for you. 

“Thank you, but I’ll wait to see how things go first.” You decide to sink into the couch because you don’t know what else to say. You didn’t think Satoru would ever come home so you didn’t mentally prepare for how to handle this.

“I bet it was awkward as fuck for him to walk into a home that still has all his welcome home decorations hanging everywhere.” 

Even though they’re everywhere, you completely forgot about that. You begged your friends to leave everything because the cleaning would give you something to do. But, you haven’t gotten around to it because you wanted to have a peaceful couple of days. But Suguru is right, there’s literally still banners, balloons, signs, etc everywhere. Even his cake is still in the refrigerator, untouched. 

“Hmmm. Probably. Sucks for him then,” is all you can say because honestly, you hope he does feel a little bad at seeing everything. You hate that you feel that way, but you do. You don’t want him miserable, but you do want him to see what he’s missing and the hurt that he’s caused by making the choice that he did.

“Choso,” he turns to you when you mention his name, “will you still stay the night?” You didn’t think that would be what potentially caused you to cry tonight, but it is.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” He looks completely befuddled by your question.

“Well… I know that you were only staying here because Satoru was gone and now that he was back, I assumed that you’d be leaving tonight.” 

He grabs your hand to try to calm you down, “I’m not leaving you until you ask me to. I’ll stay for as long as you want and you don’t have to worry about me leaving. I know that he’s back, but he’s not really home.”

Good point.

That causes the tears to stop so you take the opportunity to ask a question that you already know the answer to, “would you guys hate me if I went to bed?”

“No.”

“Obviously not.”

You thank them and then go to your bedroom. Now that Satoru’s back, it feels like a completely different room even though he hasn’t been in it and he’s not staying in here with you. If things work themselves out, eventually he’ll be back in here, but it just feels like it’s no longer his place. Choso has practically moved in to always stay by your side and it feels like more of his room than Satoru’s at this point.

“Life is so fucking confusing,” you say to yourself getting comfortable in bed. You felt like your heart was starting the healing process and now all of that has been thrown out the window.

And now it’s time for you to make a decision. Do you allow him to stay and the two of you work on your relationship? Or do you tell him that you’ll help him out until he gets on his feet but that you’re too hurt to figure things out? Is it fair to feel that way? Is it fair to place so much blame on someone who didn’t even know what they were doing? 

Before you can spiral for too much longer, your phone goes off and you immediately recognize the sound as Satoru’s text tone. 

Satoru: Thank you for letting me come home. I really want this to go back to where it was and I wanna make everything up to you. 

Satoru: I know this may be hard for you to believe, but I really missed you. 

Even though you don’t want to be rude, you choose not to respond. Honestly, you don’t know what to say and you’d rather ignore it and go to bed instead of being up all night texting back and forth. You decide to just put your phone on the charger and lay down for bed. 

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It’s the first day that you’ve woken up with Satoru in the home since before he went missing and you’re not as ecstatic as you thought you’d be, you’re more confused than anything. 

This morning, you weren’t feeling too great. Not in a physical way, but more a mental way. You don’t usually do full hair and makeup to walk around the house, but you decide to do it today. You just wanted to look in the mirror and see a glow, even if it’s from highlighter, instead of bags from lack of sleep or red eyes from crying. You even put on your sheer, black robe, that’s covered in bats so that you can feel dramatic and glamorous and you walk around. 

You leave your bedroom and make your way straight into the kitchen to find something to start the day with. There’s nothing that you want more than a Red Bull, but unfortunately you have to protect this little being growing inside of you and you’ll still have to sacrifice that for a little while. You decide to settle for making waffles and topping them off with Boysenberry syrup. 

Right as you’re about to plate your food and sit down to eat, Satoru strolls his lanky self into the kitchen.

“Good morning!” Okay, he’s too fucking jolly because it’s not like it’s a holiday. But you’re not going to rain on his parade.

“Good morning. Why so jolly? Sweet dreams?” You’re a little curious.

“I guess you could say that.” He was dreaming of you but he’s not going to admit that to you. He already feels that you have too much power over him and you don’t even realize it.

“Want a waffle?” 

“I’ll do it myself so that your food doesn’t get cold.”

“Do you remember how to do it?” 

“It can’t be that hard… right?” Okay, fair point.

He walks around the counter to the waffle maker as you take a seat with your food and start to pour syrup on everything. You kind of feel like you should make his waffles and put him to work for the bacon because you don’t want to get popped. But you’ll wait to see how things go before giving him orders.

Just as you’re about to take your first bite, you notice how confused he looks. “We have a waffle maker that makes heart shaped waffles?” 

“You got it for me. It’s Paris Hilton.” He continues to stand there looking around as if he’s deep in thought, but you know he just has no idea what to do. “Do you need help?”

“Would you hate me if I said yes?” he says, with those bright blue puppy dog eyes of his. If this was any other day, you might throw a fit. But you knew that if he came home, this was the role you were going to have to play for a while, so it’s fine. You walk over to him and start mixing more batter. “Go eat those ones before they get cold and soggy.” 

“I’m so sorry about this. I’ll learn again, I promise.”

“Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault.”

“What did we used to do?” You just look at him hoping it’ll signal for him to clarify because that’s vague as hell. “I mean, on days like this, where we’re both at home. What did we use to do?”

You start pouring the batter in the waffle maker and pretending that you’re really focused so that you can take a moment to think on how to respond. The truth is, the two of you would usually spend the entire day with Satoru trying to get you pregnant, but that may be awkward to say right now.

“Uhhhh, it depends. If we had errands to run, we’d always go together, no matter how mundane they were. Otherwise we would usually hang out at home and watch movies or play games or something. About twice a month we go down to the park and feed the ducks and occasionally we’d go to the arcade where you’d end up claiming that you’re not mad that I beat you because you let me win.”

“Maybe I did let you win,” he says with a laugh. Of course, even with no recollection of those times together, he still has to be the best. Silly goose. 

“We also used to go to the amusement park pretty frequently which was nice because you always won the mini games and got me the biggest stuffed animals they had.”

“Is that why there’s a blue bunny that’s basically as tall as me in the corner of the guest room?” 

“Absolutely. You spent twenty minutes playing ring toss before you qualified for the largest prize. And now we’ve had Tiffany for three years.”

“Tiffany?” 

“The bunny? We named her Tiffany from the Child’s Play movies.”

“We name our stuffed animals? Nice.”

Once your waffles are done, you plate your food and start to walk around the counter to sit at the bar but then you start to feel a little apprehensive. Do you sit right next to him? Or do you sit a space apart? Or even on the other side? You can’t wait until things get to the point where you don’t have to overthink these little things. You decide to sit with a space in between you two and you catch his reaction right away.

“I don’t have cooties, ya know?” 

“Don’t you?” Fuck. You already wish you could take that back. This was a nice morning and you don’t want to start it with negativity. 

“I don’t. I swear. She and I never did anything like that.” You want to believe him, but your insecurities surrounding the situation are making it difficult. However, you have nothing else to go on so you’ll have to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“Okay, but you still smell like her.”

“Shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t do that on purpose, it’s just that our clothes got washed together and–”

“Satoru, it’s fine. I didn’t mean to make this a big thing,” you try to reassure him that you’re not as mad as you may have sounded.

“I’m sorry. I’m running out of clothes anyway so I’ll wash it all.”

“I’ll do it for you, it’ll give me something to do. You still have stuff in our closet and dresser in case you need something for now.”

“Thank you,” he expresses in what you think is probably one of the most sincere ways you’ve ever heard someone say something, and it’s just laundry. “Can we do something today? Maybe do one of the things you said we did? The doctor did say that getting back to routines could be helpful.”

“Satoru, if you wanna spend the day with me, you can just say that. I wouldn’t blame you, I’m fantastic,” you remark with a flip of your hair for dramatic effect.

“Yeah, you are,” he responds in such a serious tone for what you thought was an obvious and silly comment.

“I was kidding, Satoru.”

“I wasn’t.” He doesn’t say anything else, he just looks you up and down and then takes another bite of his waffle.

You feel your whole body warm up because you didn’t expect him to say something like that so soon, but you love it. 

You continue to sit in silence and eat your breakfast together and just enjoying the time. It’s so weird because you already reconciled with yourself that this was never going to happen again. But now he’s not only here for breakfast, he wants to spend the day with you. 

After finishing breakfast, you take him to your shared bedroom so that he can finally see it and he can gather what he needs to start the day. 

“This side of the closet is all of your stuff. It’s mostly suits hanging up and more casual clothing and pajamas are in the drawers below. If you need help looking for anything let me know. I’ll go start getting your shower stuff ready.” You go to the bathroom and pull out his extra bottles of shampoo and conditioner out from under the sink and set them up in the shower for him. You even turn the shower on so that it can start heating up for him. “Everything is ready for you.”

He stands there looking confused for a moment and you have no idea why. But then you start to internally freak out wondering if you’re doing too much too soon.

“Is everything okay?” 

“Yeah, I just… is it okay for me to take a shower in here?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?”

“Well, last night you sent me to the guest room so I just assumed that you didn’t want me in here.” Shit. Maybe you handled that wrong. Or just too vague.

“I just didn’t want you to sleep next to me last night because it was awkward. But you still have access to your bedroom whenever you want it or need something. I’m sorry that I made you feel excluded.” You avert your gaze because you definitely feel bad for how you handled this.

“Okay. I just don’t wanna make you uncomfortable so let me know if I do.”

You nod and then he goes in the bathroom and closes the door. 

You take the opportunity to go to the guest room and grab all the clothing that he brought with him and throw it in the washer. You’ll probably have to wash them twice because her perfume is so strong, you can only assume that she actually sprayed his clothing as a way of marking her territory. 

After starting the laundry, you go back to the kitchen to wash the dishes from breakfast and try to come up with a game plan of what to do today. You have no intention of going out today, but you don’t want Satoru to be bored so you don’t know what to do. You know that you guys always had fun watching tv and arguing over Monopoly but he doesn’t remember those times and you don’t want him to feel like your life together is boring as a first impression. 

You’re not sure what he wants to do so you just grab some blankets and pillows to throw on the couch because regardless of the activity, it’ll still be comfortable. 

You also make a trip to your bedroom to grab your phone off the charger and check your notifications. You wanted to be in and out really quick because you didn’t want Satoru to think that you were waiting on him for some reason. But you end up sitting down and checking everything after you get a reminder for your upcoming doctor’s appointment on the eighteen week mark of your pregnancy.

You end up completely lost in thought because the topic of the pregnancy still hasn’t come up between the two of you and you don’t know if you should bring it up, or how. Now that he’s here, should you tell him? Should you wait it out? You feel your pulse start to race when you remember that you gave him the box of letters and there’s more than a few in there that include details of you being pregnant. But he hasn’t said anything about it so you don’t know if he’s read any of them or he’s just waiting for the right moment as well. 

And if he did read some, it’s possible that he read them out of order and just by sheer luck, missed all the ones regarding the baby. This is confusing.

You hear the bathroom door open and you look up to see Satoru walking out wearing some pajama pants hung low on his hips and nothing else. You can’t prove it, but you swear he’s trying to make you fall apart. He stands up straight and starts shaking his hair out like a wet dog getting water everywhere and you can’t help but laugh.

“Damn. Sorry,” he says while not looking too sorry at all.

“It’s okay. I’m used to it. You do it everyday” You just laugh it off because it’s one of those little things that drove you crazy until you missed it when he disappeared. You’ll gladly take water spots on your vanity mirror instead of nothing.

“Did I really?” Looks like old habits die hard.

“Yup. I stopped leaving certain things out due to your little pool party.”

“Mei had me cut my hair because she hated the water,” he admits in a slightly sad tone.

“What is she? The Wicked Witch of the West? Can’t handle a little bit of water?” You respond in an attempt to keep the tone light because it’ll bring the mood down if you just say that she’s an awful bitch which you do believe with your whole heart.

He just chuckles and then walks across the room to sit next to you on the bed. He leans over to get a look at what you’re doing on your phone. If he stretched his neck out any longer, he’d probably break it. 

“Whaaaatcha dooooin?” He drawls while doing everything to stare at your phone except extend his eyeballs like this is an episode of SpongeBob and he’s looking for treasure on a map. 

“Just checking my notifications Satoru. That’s it,” you try to make it sound as boring as possible, because you know that the curiosity is killing him.

“Anything interesting?” he tries batting those beautiful blue eyes at you so you just pretend that you don’t see what he’s doing. You’re not gonna fold like a load of laundry this fast.

“It’s mostly just people asking how things are going with us and then there’s Choso asking if there’s anything we need him to pick up from the grocery store on the way home.”

“More waffle stuff. They came out so good today.”

“Of course the first thing that would come to mind would be sugar for breakfast,” you laugh and send a couple of things to your friend. “What do you want to do today?” 

“I wanna hang out with you,” he says without missing a beat and it makes your heart skip one. It’s almost like he was waiting for you to ask. 

“But, anything you wanna do in particular?“

“Hang out with you,“ he replies while resting his head on your shoulder. Damn this fucking cutie pie and his ability to swoon you. “Let’s watch a bunch of movies so we can have snacks and I can cuddle you on the couch.”

“How about we start with the movies and then work our way up to cuddling later?” As much as that sounds like something that you would love to do, you don’t wanna move too fast. You really want to make sure that the cord between him and her is completely broken before you completely open yourself back up to potential heartbreak.

You know that if you ask him what he wants to watch, he’s just going to respond with, “whatever you want to watch.“ So you decide to go through your movie collection and pull out things that he always said he wishes he could watch again for the first time And take the opportunity to give him that experience.

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You’re about a half hour into Killer Klowns From Outer Space and you’ve caught Satoru sneak at least 10 glances at you since you’ve gotten comfortable on the couch. It’s so weird seeing your husband revert back to his shy schoolboy ways after years of him being such a dominating presence. But if you’re being honest, you love it.

When you were in school, you didn’t know that he had a thing for you so this behavior didn’t stand out. But now that you know, it’s easy to spot these things and it just makes him even cuter. A part of you wants to tease him by flirting with him a little bit, but you don’t want to drive him completely up the wall.

Even though you’re still perturbed by the Mei thing, you can’t deny how badly you want this man in all of the ways. You really wish that you could click your ruby heels together and everything would go back to normal and if you told him, that’s what you wanted, he seems like he’d do it.

Even though this is one of your favorite movies, you can’t stop your mind from wandering. You keep going back to the box of letters and wondering if he read any of them. If he did, why not say anything about the pregnancy? You kind of wanna tell him about it in case he doesn’t know so that he has the option to come with you to the doctors appointment coming up. You just don’t know how many changes is too much for such a short period of time. But based on how long it’s already been, you’re gonna start showing in ways that you can’t hide soon and you don’t want it to make it worse by you holding out for so long.

Ugh. Confusion. Confusion.

Just as you’re starting to spiral into your thoughts, you catch your not so sneaky husband looking over at you again. Fuck it, you are going to give him a bit of what he wants. Without looking away from the TV, you stretch your legs across the couch and rest your feet in his lap, trying to discreetly catch his reaction from your peripheral vision.

It was worth it.

You can see him trying to hide his smile, but he’s completely unsuccessful at it. Even though he seems a little reluctant at first, he slowly starts to rest his hands on your legs/ankles. When he realizes that you’re not going to move him away, his smile grows even wider. You’re not even going to lie, having this power is awesome.

After a couple of minutes, he starts to massage your ankles and your feet and you decide to finally look right at him and smile. 

“Is this okay?” He sounds so unsure. It’s adorable. 

“It’s nice.” His smile continues to grow at those words and you never thought something so simple could seem so fulfilling.

“Will you tell me something?” Oh no, please don’t let whatever question he has fuck up this peaceful afternoon.

“About what?”

“About us. You told me a little bit about when we met, but not how.” Ooooh, not that. You spent years loving that jealousy out of him. “What was our first date? Or any? You said that our anniversary just passed, did we have any plans?”

“Slow down Speedy Gonzalez, I’m not gonna remember all of these,” you cut him off. You appreciate his enthusiasm, but damn. “Did I tell you how you smeared sandwich condiments all over my dress on our first date?”

His eyes shoot over to you immediately and he’s completely shocked. “How the hell did that happen?” 

“For our first date, you picked me up and drove me to the park for a picnic. However, you were so nervous that it turned into one of those ’if it can go wrong, it will days.’ You started to set the basket and other comfort items up before putting the blanket down. And then when you remembered and put the blanket down, you forgot other stuff. And once everything was finally set up and you were starting to loosen up, you stretched your legs out and kicked a plate that caused sandwiches to fly off and land on my dress and all the condiments got smeared in the lace. That’s all.” 

“What do you mean ‘that’s all?’ And you went out with me a second time, even after all of that?“ He asks you.

“Yeah, and the second time was probably worse, in your eyes at least. The second one, you took me to an ice-skating rink since I used to skate a lot for fun. But somehow, you fell in the most awkward way, which resulted in you cutting yourself on the blade of your own skate to the point where we had to leave early and spend a couple hours in the hospital due to the wait time and with you getting stitches. That’s what that scar on your wrist is.“

He lifts up his arm to inspect his wrist, “this one? I just assumed I got scratched by a cat or something. After two failed dates, why the hell would you go out with me again?”

“I didn’t consider them ‘failed.’ I could tell that you were just nervous because you were trying too hard. So, I planned the next one to take the pressure off of you and it seemed to work.” 

“What did we do that time?”

“Uhhh… we went on a double date with Kento and some girl he recently asked out and we just went to this little pop up festival that had a bunch of cultural foods and games and stuff. Anyway, teenage Kento showed up in a band tee and some emo combover hairstyle and you kept making fun of him saying that you can look at his family and tell which one forces the rest of them into a Hot Topic against their will.”

“He was that guy??? The one that looks like an accountant?!”

“He used to be one actually,” you pause because Satoru starts to laugh and completely interrupts you. But you’ll let him have his fun. “Anyway, you ripped on him the entire time and the girl he liked ended up not wanting to go out with him again. So, he’s found you annoying since and constantly makes the ‘you could do better’ jokes when referring to you being my husband.”

“Damn. He hates me that much huh?”

“He’s just kidding. He actually interacted with the detectives on your case more than I did to take the stress off.” He nods and you take the opportunity to get a reaction out of him, “he just thinks all your jokes are shit.”

“Hey!”

You couldn’t pass up saying that and it was absolutely worth it. 

“So…” he looks completely serious and it starts to make you nervous. You really hope he’s not going to ask about any fights you’ve had because they’re incredibly petty. “I read the letters.”

It feels like your heart starts to beat twice as fast. You’ve been dying to know if he even opened the box but you didn’t want to make things awkward, now you know.

“Really? How many?” 

“The first eleven.”

Your mind starts to race as you’re wondering what’s in the first eleven letters. You’ve written over forty and now it’s coming back to bite you. You know that a few have pictures in them, but which ones? How much did you include?

He must sense your brain working overtime and reveals why he brought it up, “why didn’t you tell me about the pregnancy?” 

Shit. He does know. Let the awkward conversation commence. 

“When I got to the hospital and got your diagnosis, I thought it would be better to not overwhelm you with too much new information at one time. That’s also why it was only Suguru, Kento, and myself visiting you because I thought too many people would be too much. I’m sorry.” 

He doesn’t say anything at first, he just leans back and exhales. “You don’t have anything to apologize for. I understand your dilemma, but what about you?”

“What about me?”

“You’ve been handling so much alone because you’re too worried about stressing out other people, but what about you? On top of me not being there, you’ve had to handle a growing life inside of you and from the little I’ve seen and heard, it seems like you have a habit of putting your emotions last. I’m sorry that you’ve had to do this alone.” He seems so sincere, you’ve missed him so fucking much.

“You don’t have to apologize either, it’s not your fault. What happened… happened. We just have to work past it.”

“I know. But I couldn’t imagine looking at the person I love leave with someone else to go home and experience the biggest event in my life without them.” Aaaaand you’re crying. “But I promise that you’ll never have to go through that again. I’m here and I have no intention of leaving unless you throw me out.”

“Okay.” You sigh before asking the question that you really want an answer to, “why did you leave with Mei that day?”

“She made me feel like I had to. She was there when I didn’t know if I had anyone else and was doing everything for me. When I told her I was going home with you, she seemed receptive to it, at first. But when the day came to do so, she kept saying I was abandoning her in her time of need after she sacrificed a lot for me and I just felt bad. But if it makes you feel any better, I regretted it the entire time.”

“It does, actually,” you respond with no hesitation. 

“She was already clingy before, but when I found out she was planning our wedding…” He notices your eye start to twitch and goes into damage control right away, “no! No! No! I didn’t propose, she just started this on her own. And then she saw me reading your letters and wanted me to trash them if I wanted to stay with her, so I packed them up and I left.” You nod in response. “She also implied that you were sleeping with your friends and I got crazy jealous.”

You can’t even try to stop your laugh before it comes out. It’s not the first time that someone has accused you of sleeping with your friends, to be fair, they are really beautiful. But the nerve of her grasping ahold of a married man but claiming his wife doesn’t need him cause she’s sleeping around is absurd.

“I’ve never had sex with anyone but you Satoru,” you make sure to look him right in the eyes when you say that because you don’t want those insecurities popping up. “Choso has been sleeping in the bedroom with me since you’ve been gone because it’s been hard, but it’s never been sexual. There have been many times where you guys even fell asleep together after making giant forts and playing games so don’t even worry about that.” 

At first he looked a little surprised, but he doesn’t look like he’s taking anything personal so that’s good.

But you have one more question to ask him before you can move past the Mei topic, “did you ever have sex with her?”

“No.I swear on everyone I love that nothing sexual ever happened between me and her.”

“You don’t remember anyone Satoru,” you say in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“I remember you.”

Your heart.

Your fucking heart.

If this keeps going on, you’re going to fold like a paper airplane.

Now that he knows that you’re pregnant, you have just one more question, “do you wanna come to the next doctor’s appointment with me?”

“Yes,” he says with a giant smile.

“It’s on–”

“Yes!”

Alright, looks like he’s in on this journey with you. 

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

It’s been a couple of days since Satoru has been home and you’ve started to fall into a pretty comfortable routine. 

You wake up and make breakfast for the two of you even though he insists on learning to help you. You decided to put him to work for dinner since there’s usually more components to that. Then he washes the dishes while you start working on other things. 

He was really happy with the movie choices on the first day that you hung out, so he asked you to keep picking things out. You have just been going through his list of favorite movies and put those on so that he can experience them for the first time… again. Although, he was remembering parts of Death Proof so you know that his memory is coming back, even if it’s slow and a little spotty.

You’ve even been playing board games together even though you can’t win Monopoly to save your life. He thought you were just letting him win, but you had to admit that you’re just really bad at it. It’s still fun spending time together so you indulge him anyway. You even pulled out some jigsaw puzzles because you read somewhere that they can help people with memory issues. 

You even worked together on cleaning up the ruined welcome home / belated birthday party and you promised him that you’d make up for his birthday in the future. He said he didn’t want you to do anything except grant him permission to dig into the cake. Of course that’d be the part he’s harping on the most. He took about a dozen photos before the two of you practically inhaled it.

You’ve been outside together a few times doing little things like taking a short walk around the block or stopping at the ice cream shop across the street. Everyone who knew you two before everything happened had been welcoming him home and wishing him well. But some people have been maybe a little too enthusiastic about his return. When he apologized to the woman at the ice cream shop for not remembering her, she said, “since you don’t remember your wife? Does that mean I have a chance?” She giggled and you assumed it was a joke but it still activated your jealousy antennas. But Satoru shut her down immediately and said, “just because I can’t remember all the times with my love, it doesn’t mean that I don’t still feel her.” He’s so sappy and you love it.

And speaking of being sappy, you know that he’s going to be today. Today is the first ultrasound appointment that Satoru is attending with you and you’re excited. You’re not usually a morning person, but today you are because you can’t wait to see his reaction.

After doing your normal morning routine, you get dressed and head to the kitchen to see if Satoru is awake. As soon as you open your bedroom door, you can tell he is because the smell of bacon is wafting through your home. As you walk into the kitchen, you can see him plating the food and it makes you hungrier than you were before.

He smiles at you once he sees you walking in and that’s how it is everyday. It’s like he can’t believe that he gets to be here with you.

“Good morning! Hungry?”

“Yeah. But you didn’t have to do it, I could have cooked for you Satoru.”

“You cook everyday,” he says while pouring juice into glasses. “This is a big day and I wanted to take a load off of you.”

You thank him and take a seat at the bar to start eating. After serving you, he takes a seat right next to you and starts eating as well. That’s another thing, physically, you get a little closer everyday. You no longer sit on the opposite side of the room, and there’s a little bit more physical touch. Not much, just resting on each other and some hand holding which is nice. But it still hasn’t moved onto kisses and stuff just yet, but you probably wouldn’t be too upset if it started happening soon.

“Are you nervous about today?” You ask him.

“Mm-mm. I’m excited. I can’t wait to get there.”

Your biggest fear about him finding out you were pregnant was him not feeling like he was ready for a baby. But at least in that regard, it’s like you picked up right where you left off and he’s been gushing for days about how excited he is about going today. Suguru volunteered to drive seeing as you hate it, and it’s probably not good for Satoru to start driving yet seeing as he’s still having the migraines and it’s bright as fuck outside which can contribute to them.

After finishing breakfast, you attempt to get up and wash dishes before Satoru snatches the plate out of your hand and does it for you. But hey, you’re not gonna complain. You decide to go back to your room to get your coat and your shoes since Suguru should be here any minute. 

You spare a minute to check your phone and see a bunch of messages of your friends wishing the two of you well on your appointment today. 

They’ve all been exceptionally supportive as you update them on the progress that you’ve made with Satoru and that makes you feel good. Although Utahime feels that you should have made him feel bad for at least a week for what he did. But after speaking to him about it a little bit more, you can’t hold a grudge towards him. Mei really is the fucking worst and you genuinely hope that she’s at home feeling miserable that he’s no longer there with her.

“Knock knock. Suguru’s here. Ready to go?”

You grab your purse and the three of you make your way out and to the elevator. Once inside, Suguru asks the question that’s been on your mind for the past few days, “when do you find out if it’s a boy or a girl?”

“I was told that they can start determining that at the eighteen week mark and that’s where we are now, so… maybe today.” You were debating on waiting until they’re born, but after all the uncertainty you’ve had in your life as of late, you’re desperate to know.

“I hope it’s a little girl!” Satoru yells like it’s not just the three of you in an enclosed space.

“Why is that?”

“I wanna put her in one of those onesies that says ‘Daddy’s Girl.’”

He’s so fucking cute.

Once you reach the car, Satoru climbs into the backseat with you. 

“Damn. You guys are just gonna treat me like I’m some replaceable Uber driver and leave me up here by myself?” Damn Suguru.

“I wanna sit in the back with my wife!” Awwww. That’s another thing, he gets a little bit more clingy everyday, but that’s hardly the worst thing. It feels more like what the beginning of your relationship was like instead of the uncomfortable situation you thought it was going to be. 

“Fine. But no hanky panky in my car.” No WHAT?

“Yes, grandpa,” is all you can muster because what the hell is with the slang from the 1950’s?

The ride to the doctor is relatively quiet, but Satoru does scoot a little closer to you so that he can hold your hand. If he keeps being this adorable, he might have your clothes off by lunch. Unfortunately the thought makes you a little warm and he notices the temperature change in your hand and asks you if you’re okay. You explain it away as just being nerves because that’s not a door that you’re opening right now. 

You arrive at the doctor’s office and Suguru decides to wait in the car, so you lead Satoru inside and he’s so excited he’s practically skipping the entire way. 

There’s not a lot of people when you arrive so after you give the receptionist your name, they take you back almost immediately and that’s when your nerves kick in. You know that he’s been happy thus far, you just hope that he doesn’t get scared away when he sees everything up close. 

“Good morning Mr. and Mrs. Gojo,” the doctor says as she comes in.

“Morning!” Satoru practically shouts in response. This fucking guy.

“How are we today?”

“Good… and very excited.” Before continuing, you give her a short rundown on the situation. She knows that he was missing since you had a checkup while he was gone, but nothing since he came home. So you take the time to explain that if it seems like he doesn’t know anything, it’s because he doesn’t, and why.

“This must be a really big day for you then Mr. Gojo.”

“It is. But I’m excited. When will we find out the sex of the baby?” With the positivity he’s displaying, maybe the two of you should start working on the nursery when you get home.

“If all goes well, I may be able to tell you today. Would you like to know today?”

“Yes,” the two of you say in unison.

You pull up your top and she starts to apply the ultrasound gel on your abdomen and you wince at first from the cold. It’s the one part of this process that you still hate. She grabs the transducer and begins the exam right after.

Satoru stands right beside you and he’s intently staring at the screen to make out whatever he can. 

After about a minute, she points the baby out to him, “that’s your daughter.”

You look at Satoru to see his reaction and he looks like he’s completely in awe. He even starts to tear up and that’s when you realize what she said, she pointed out your ‘daughter.’ You’re having a little girl and then you start crying with him. 

“Congratulations you two, she’s looking real good,” she says and the both of you start crying more. “I’ll print up more pictures and dvds because I know you want to put everything into a baby book and I’ll give you a minute.” She steps out of the room and you’re grateful because this feels like an ugly cry moment.

“Satoru, how do you feel? You’ll get your ‘Daddy’s Girl’ onesie.” 

He looks at you, but he doesn’t say anything and you’re almost wondering if you’ve said the wrong thing. But before you can take it back, he leans down and kisses you. It was quick, but it was everything. It’s been so long since he’s kissed you and it’s everything you’ve missed and more.

“I’m so happy. Thank you for letting me come today,” he says in such a serious tone and you realize that you’ve probably been overreacting the entire time. You’ve been terrified that you were going to scare him away but it seems like he’s working so hard to get closer to you  and this moment confirms that he’s going to be there for you. And now, your little girl as well.

The doctor comes back in a couple of minutes later and gets you cleaned up so that you can go back home. She made sure to give you both a copy of the photos and dvds before you leave and Satoru is holding onto them like they’re made of gold. Hell, you don’t think he’d even protect a gold bar by the way he’s gripping onto his baby’s mementos and it’s super sweet. 

Once you get back outside, you see Suguru standing outside his car and a group of girls a couple of feet away staring him down. You can’t really blame them though, his hair is literally blowing in the wind like this is a fucking music video. Satoru runs over and hands him the photo like a giddy little kid who can’t wait to tell a story that makes no sense. 

Suguru smiles at the picture, but probably more at his friends' flare for the dramatic. “Did you find out?”

“It’s a girl!” The both of you say.

He hums. “Congratulations. We’re gonna have to get that onesie.” He hugs you and you hear a collective gasp from the girls who were probably just planning their future with him. Satoru leans in to give him a wet kiss on the cheek and honestly, it feels just like old times. “Ugh. I was hoping that when you lost your memory, you were going to forget that you do that.”

You just laugh at his antics and get back into the car. Satoru slides in next to you and holds your hand causing your heart to feel like it’s not going yo make it. 

Just for fun, you look back to see if those girls are still watching Suguru and you swear that they’re glaring daggers at you instead. “Suguru, it looks like your fan club hates me.” 

“Fuck them,” is all he replies with. 

“Maybe you should. Then they won’t look at me like that.” 

“Mei kept telling me that I should bring my ‘cute friend’ around in reference to you,” Satoru adds. 

Suguru scoffs at that. “Absolutely not, she has the same energy as those people who refer to themselves as Bentleys and I want no part of that.“

You completely forgot that people did that until he brought it up. You appreciate confidence, but you still kind of feel like there’s a limit.

Suguru drops you both off at home and once you’re inside, you start rummaging through a box of picture frames you got specifically for the ultrasound photos so that Satoru can put up his new favorite.

He writes 18 weeks on the back, slides it into the frame, and then puts it up on one of the shelves in your living room in between other family photos. “Is it okay to put it here?” 

“Of course, it’s your home too.” 

“Eventually, we should put them all on display, “he says beaming with pride.

“We can do that. I only have the few ultrasound photos, but besides them, I’ve been taking progress pictures everyday.” 

“Every day?”

“Yeah. It was important to you to take progress photos to watch the baby grow, so I’ve been making sure to take at least one a day.” You can tell that he wants to ask you to see them, but for some reason, his shyness is taking center stage. So, you decide to take the pressure off of him. “Do you want to see them, Satoru?”

“Yes!” He exclaims, barely giving you a chance to finish your sentence.

You pull your phone out of your coat pocket, open up the album you’ve been saving all these pictures to, hand your phone to Satoru and then take a seat on the couch. He sits down right next to you and you can tell that the more he learns, the more excited he gets about the entire situation. You were terrified that you were going to have to raise your baby alone, but that’s clearly not the case. You doubt there’s ever been a more excited father-to-be in existence.

He reaches the photos where it looks like your belly has started to grow and there’s nothing in his eyes except for pure adoration. You haven’t even gotten that big yet but you’d swear he’s happy like you’re going to give birth tomorrow.

The feeling of his hand on your stomach is what pulls you from your thoughts. But once you look at him, he shies away, “I’m sorry, was that wrong?”

This poor baby. “It’s okay, you can touch.” 

He places his hand back on your stomach and you rest one of yours on top of his. The two of you sit in silence and take the opportunity to just enjoy the moment. When you told him about the baby, he disappeared the next day, so he didn’t really get the chance to experience any of this with you. But now, you have all the time in the world because you’re going to fight for this and enjoy what you have. 

It finally feels like you’re parents and you can’t wait to meet your daughter.

The daughter that not a single soul on the planet thinks is going to inherit your genes. 

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

Although things have been going really well with Satoru, one thing has remained the same, Choso.

Even though you and your husband have been spending all your time together during the day, Choso has still been coming by at night, cooking dinner, helping clean, and staying with you. 

While you enjoy your time with Satoru, you’d be lying if you said weren’t constantly a ball of nerves. It’s not his fault, things are just still feel a little off as you two try to adjust to each other again. So, having Choso come by at night helps relieve some of that stress and allows you some time to not overthink.

Satoru has been nice to him and they’re getting along the same way that they did before, but you have noticed that he looks a little less vibrant once Choso shows up. You can’t really blame him. You’ve been getting along so well and then another man shows up and he eventually goes back to the guest bedroom by himself can’t be the best feeling. But you plan on changing that and soon. Honestly, you’re missing the intimacy of sleeping next to your husband and you feel like you might be ready to take that step.

Ugh, how weird is life that you have to get used to your husband again?

“Chosooooo,” you say while helping him clean up after dinner.

“Hmmm?”

“So… I’ve been thinking… about… something…” you drawl. You don’t know why you’re so nervous, it’s not like he’s going to get upset with you.

“What have you been thinking about?”

“I’ve been thinking about asking Satoru to sleep with me.” Choso raises an eyebrow and you start to backtrack. “Not in a sexual way! I just meant to sleep next to me.’”

He cuts you off before you start to ramble, “chill out. You’re acting like your parents just caught you in bed with a boy.“ He pauses and takes on a slightly more serious tone, “are you sure you’re ready for that?“

“I think so. I thought I was going to need more time, but things are going really well between us and I don’t want to kill the momentum. Plus, I just really miss being able to wake up next to my husband. I also feel bad that after everything he went through, he comes home to a wife who sends him to another room.”

“Well, to be fair, he did make a pretty big choice that hurt you,” he says. 

“I know. And since he’s been back, we’ve talked about it and I understand why he did it. I just don’t want to actively hold a grudge when things feel like they’re in a good place.” 

“Well… then I think you should go for it.”

“You do?” You ask in surprise. He and Suguru have been the most upset about the Mei thing to the point where you thought he was going to suggest holding a grudge for a little longer.

“Yeah. I agree that if you feel like something is going in the right direction, you should follow it. I’ll stay in the guest bedroom for tonight and if things keep going good, I’ll move my stuff out tomorrow.”

“Are you sure that you don’t want to sleep between us like a kid that got scared of a storm?”

He scoffs. “Maybe between you and Kento. But now six foot three Satoru who kicks in his sleep.” You giggle in response because that’s the one complaint you have about sleeping next to him. “Speaking of, what’s going on with Kento?”

“Now that the investigation has slowed down and Satoru has come home, I demanded that he return to work. He canceled a few big projects for me and I’ve been feeling bad about it. He was offered a shoot in Italy and I begged him to take it, he should be back in a few days.”

He hums in response and you head to the guest room to talk to Satoru. You’ve been thinking all day about asking Satoru if he wants to take this next step, but now that you’re outside of the room, you start wondering if you’re moving too fast. But you decide to just go for it. You knock on the door and when you hear a response, you step inside.

When you enter the room, you see Satoru laying in bed, one arm behind his head, as he plays around on his phone. If you didn’t have any self control, you’d be riding him into the sunset before he realized what was going on. The doctor did say that during your second trimester, your sexual desire is going to increase. Maybe that’s what’s making you feel so feral lately. 

“Can I speak to you about something?”

Instead of responding, he tosses his phone to the side and gives you his undivided attention and you take that as a cue to continue.

“So… I was about to go to bed and I wanted to know if you wanted… to sleep with me?” 

His eyes are wide as saucers and even though that reaction shouldn’t surprise you, it still does, a little bit. “Sleep with you?”

“Yeah. I’m not really ready for anything sexual, just yet.” That’s hilarious to say considering the fact that you’re pregnant. “But I was thinking that we could try sleeping in the same bed again.”

“I’d love that. But what about your friend?”

“He said that he’ll take the guest room so that you can sleep with me. So, what do you sa–”

“Yes!”

He follows you out of the guest room and back to the bedroom that you’ve shared for years and even though you can’t see him, you can tell that he’s practically skipping down the hallway behind you. 

Once you step inside your bedroom, you see Choso coming out of the closet.

“I’m just getting work clothes,” he looks right past you at Satoru who must have had a sour face. “See you tomorrow,” is the last thing he says before walking out of the room and closing the door behind him. 

You turn to Satoru and smile before starting your bedtime routine. You have dual sinks in your bathroom so he’s able to join you while you brush your teeth and wash your face and it’s nice to feel like things are returning to normal. You never thought something so mundane as getting ready for bed would make you feel like you’re falling in love all over again.

You go to your walk-in closet to look for something to wear to bed. You end up settling on one of Satoru’s tee shirts because honestly, when was the last time that you wore anything else? When you step out of the closet, you see that he’s already laying in bed.

“What if that was my side of the bed, Satoru?”

“Then I was a shitty husband because the man is supposed to sleep next to the door.”

“Awwww. Thank you for offering to be my human shield in case anything happens.” You crawl into bed on the other side, plug your phone in, and then roll over to face him.

He turns to face you as well before taking your hand in his and you two sit there like that for a little while. You thought that this might feel weird, but now you kind of regret not doing it sooner.

“Tell me something,” he prompts you. 

“About what?”

“Us. What was it like the first time we did this?”

“Mmmm.” You think back on the day as a fond memory, but it was definitely filled with his chaotic energy. “The first time that we spent the night together like this was right after you moved out. You got your own place the second that you turned eighteen because you didn’t want to risk your parents walking in on you in the bed with me and then them having a bad impression of me. You ended up getting a place pretty close to my school so that I could go over whenever I wanted and it soon became our first home.” You take a break to giggle thinking about how silly he was when you first went over there. “You asked me to spend the night and quickly emphasized that you didn’t mean it in a sexual way to do damage control even though I didn’t accuse you of anything. And then when I got there, you had literally no furniture except for a lamp and a mattress on the floor.”

“And you stayed?!” He almost sounds more in shock than your friends did when you told them.

“You also had enough clothes for a few days in the closet and some snacks in the pantry. But as soon as I was about to enter the room, you panicked and blocked it off like you were human caution tape. I kept trying to ask you what the problem was, and all you could say was’ it’s not ready!’ And I was like, why the hell did you bring me over here to spend the night if you didn’t want me to spend the night in the apartment that’s not ready? Finally, I got you too move and you immediately started to apologize for not having it more set up.“

“Did I ever explain why this sounds like such a mess?“

“You said you were just too excited, so I didn’t hold it against you. I thought it was cute that you wanted to spend so much time with me that all rational thought went right out the window.“ He starts to laugh at the absurdity. “Anyway, I had a phone stand in my purse, and we ended up ordering food and then falling asleep to something on our makeshift tv. It was cute. Even though you like to kick a lot in your sleep.” 

“I’d hate to ruin my chances here, but you could probably raise your standards,” he says with a chuckle. “What happened after that?”

“The next morning I went with you to go furniture shopping. But that just resulted in you getting everything that I picked out even though it was your place. People used to make jokes saying that they couldn’t even tell that you lived there. We ended up staying there all the way up until we got married and moved here.“

“Hmmm. From what I’ve heard, the beginning of our relationship sounded so clumsy.” You giggle a little bit because, well, he’s not wrong. “Thank you for giving me all those chances. And thank you for giving me this last one. I may only remember bits and pieces, but I can’t imagine not being without you.“

You squeeze his hand to let him know that you feel the same. Being in bed with him now makes it feel like everything you went through was worth it. Yeah, it’s nice to hang out with someone, go out with friends, etc. But it’s the intimate moments like this that matter the most to you. You’re just so grateful that it’s not taking months for you to get back to where you were.

He scoots a little closer and places his soft lips on yours causing your breath to hitch. This is not one of those hot and heavy tongue down your throat moments. But it is one of those ‘I can’t live without’ kisses and you move to kiss him back. It’s sweet, slow, and he lets out a soft moan causing all of your feelings to flood down to your sweet spot. You don’t want to move too fast when it comes to sexual things, but you are going to enjoy this. 

He pulls his hand away from yours and brushes your hair away from your face. He cups your face and you lean into his touch even more as if parting would cause you physical harm. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he says once he pulls away from your lips. But before you can respond, he’s kissing you again and you can’t remember what you wanted to say in the first place. 

You pull away because you know that if you don’t do it now, you won’t do it at all and you want to spend a little bit more time with him before you dive head first into that part of your relationship again. 

“Goodnight,” you whisper. 

Then you turn around and lay facing away from him. He’s still for a moment before you feel him scoot closer to you and wrap his arm around your waist, exactly how he always used to. He pulls you a little closer and tucks his face into your neck and you decide not to fight off the smile that’s forming because it’s not like he can see it anyway. 

This is it.

Pure bliss.

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𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆

Summary: Bucky takes you to his meeting and leaves you outside at the assistant's desk. You regress very young while coloring so you and peter decide to surprise your daddies with the coloring pages!

Pairing: Cg!Bucky x Little!fem!reader & Cg!Tony x Little!Peter

A/n: This is my first agere fic I'm posting on here! Please excuse any mistakes bc I don't proofread these! Feel free to request any ideas you have! This is short but I wanted to get it done so I could post it so enjoy!

Bucky sat you down at the assistant's desk, she was off doing work so Tony allowed Bucky to leave you out there while the Avengers had their meeting. He left a kiss on your head before disappearing into the big meeting room.

You had never really been allowed to go to the meetings, you were not an avenger per say. It didn't bother you though, because you always got a treat after.

You sat at the desk, holding a pink crayon as you picked a page to color out of your avengers coloring book. It only seemed fit to color your daddy!

You giggled and leaned against the desk, pressing the crayon down and starting to color his outfit pink.

You heard footsteps and looked up to see Peter walking out of the meeting room holding Tony's hand. You gave them a confused look, the meeting couldn't have been over yet!

"Stay here with Y/n okay bubba? The meeting will be over soon and you can be home for a nap," Tony said, sitting Peter next to you. You handed peter a crayon and pushed the coloring book towards him.

"Wanna colors wif me?" You ask, giggling when Peter's face lights up in excitement. He flips though the pages before stopping at one of Tony.

You both can color your daddies!

"I want dis one," he pulls on the paper and it tears out of the book. He puts it down and pushes the book back to you. "We color our daddies and give to dem!"

You nod along happily, going back to your page and picking up another crayon.

You felt thirsty and so you reached into the diaper bag daddy brought and pulled out your bottle.

Soon you were done with the page. You had colored daddy pink and purple. He looked silly. You picked the book up and held it up in front of Peter. He started to giggle while he sowed you his.

You had both colored your daddies pink and purple!!

"Wanna show dem?" Peter asks. You nod, placing your now almost empty bottle down . You felt so much smaller than before, which was not good because daddy was not here to take care of you!

Peter grabbed the pictures before he slipped out of his chair and helped you out of yours. You wobbled slightly on your feet, not so sure you could walk as of now.

"Can't walk?" Peter asks you, you nod in response and sit down on the floor. "Okay you can crawl!" He claps his hands and walks forward, stopping and letting you crawl behind him.

He walked up to the door, trying to pull it open. It wouldn't budge and he whined. "Daddy prolly locked it."

He walks down the hall slowly, waiting for you to follow. You crawl as fast as you can, giggling when you see his light up shoes.

"Look! this one is open! daddy forgot to close it! come on!" He walks a little faster, through the door and into the meeting room. You hear voices as you go in after him.

"Peter?" Tony questions. Everyone looks up at Peter, not noticing you crawling up behind him till you sit next to his legs.

"Hi daddy! Look we colored for you!" Peter holds the coloring pages excitedly. Bucky look at you, his expression going from serious to soft in a split second.

"Is that my baby?" Bucky asks, reaching out for you with a big smile. You crawl to him and squeal when he picks you up.

Coo's sound from around the room. You pay it no mind because you are with your daddy and he's warm and cuddly!

"Dada!" you say in excitement as you turn to point to the coloring pages. He grabs the one you colored and chuckles.

"You did so good baby! This is so amazing," He places a kiss on your head. Bucky turns the paper to everyone else showing them the page.

"That's so good bubba!" Natasha says, patting your head. You giggle and hide onto daddy's chest because all the attention is making you shy.

Bucky rubs your back and hums softly, It was your nap time in a bit and you were already so tired. He cradles you in his arms, grabbing a paci from the diaper bag that someone must have brought to Bucky.

"Go to sleep baby," he whispers to you. You reach out and grab ahold of his finger, bringing it to your chest as you closed your eyes. Soon sleep took over and you relaxed onto Bucky.

[estellardreams]

The Brotherhood

The New Past AU by @lululocomo

The ask on the brotherhood showing up with MK helping gave me a bit of material to work with on how it would go, however... I came across some art on an idea and now Imma see where this goes

Hope you enjoy :)

Mk was not expecting the strike to be so... Brutal. Granted, his memory was a touch fuzzy on journey to the west. He hadn't reread it in a while, especially the passage on the pilgrims sealing up the brotherhood.

But now, he was here... Approaching their kingdom, riding behind Wukong and Macaque on the nimbus back to Tripitaka and everyone else.

"Alright, we're here." Wukong leapt off the cloud, helping Macaque and MK down with him.

"Thank you. Though I must ask, why did you bring your son along?" Tripitaka asked.

"I wanted to come with! I... I have something I need to do here, too." MK quickly piped up.

"Ah. Very well, then."

"I feel like we should revise our plan so we don't accidentally get ambushed." Ao Lie spoke up.

"Nonsense! It's totally fine!" Wukong said proudly.

"No, I agree with him. We should rethink this because your plan of pretending we're bait is..." Macaque trailed off.

"Really bad." MK winced.

Wukong groaned. "Then what do all of you suggest? I'm trying to find a way to get us inside without being detected as threats!"

MK's ears perked up, his gaze drifting up to the kingdom. His eyes narrowed, seeing more than three figures roaming the streets.

"Do you guys know it's not just the brotherhood there?" he asked.

"Wait, really?" Wukong snapped to look at him.

Mk pointed to the multiple figures gathering at the edge.

But three seemed to tower over the smaller ones.

"Brother! So glad of you to join us! Have you finally come to your senses?" Azure declared.

"What's the plan?!" Baije hissed.

"Don't worry, I got this!" Wukong piped up.

"Of course I have! After all, I have captured my fake friends for all of you!" he called back.

"WHAT?!" nearly everyone exclaimed.

"Are we seriously going with this plan?!" Macaque questioned.

Peng flew down to them, circling around them. "Then why are they not in chains? Why do you still have their controlling crown on?"

... Shoot he didn't think of that.

"That's just a glamour, okay?"

"Then drop it."

Wukong paused. He knew that he was basically screwed in trying to remove his entire glamour, especially since it was noticeable how the swirls appeared for concealing over dissipating.

"Excuse me?" Tripitaka spoke up.

"We do not mean your kingdom any harm. Please, come with us. I'm sure we can talk through this in a civilized manner-"

"Oh, the little monk wants to be good guy now?" Peng snarked.

Mk scowled, trying to hide his expression.

"And this boy... You brought a child with you? How idiotic can you be?" he hovered right up to MK's face.

"Not idiotic enough to miss." he summoned a staff of golden shadows before slamming the blunt end right in front of Peng's face.

He fell back a little, brushing over his beak.

"You little brat!" he snarled, flying back up to the kingdom.

Mk breathed, keeping a tight grip on his staff.

Some of the crowd began to vanish, but a good chunk of them remained.

"So. All of you are trying to deceive us?" Azure began.

"... You're no better than those celestials and their empty promises." a huge blast of a swing came flying at them.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Macaque yelled, using his shadows to force everyone out of the way of the strike.

"Oh, it's on! Let's finish this!" Wukong summoned his staff, charging at the kingdom.

"DAD! WAIT!" MK ran after him.

"KID!" Macaque chased after the two of them.

"All of you, go. I'll stay behind in case any of you need support." Tripitaka said.

"No, I'll keep you safe Master." Ao Lie shifted his form back into a dragon, scooping their group up before flying to the top.

The moment MK arrived, he was bodyslammed into by Yellowtusk. He skidded back, planting his staff into the ground.

The hammer came crashing down over him, causing him to leap out of the way.

Azure knocked Wukong back, making him collide into MK. Macaque quickly caught the two using his shadow portal, repositioning them back up as if nothing happened.

"Brother. They've brainwashed you, haven't they?" Azure started.

"No, they didn't."

"They're using you! Turning you against us! What happened to rising up against their injustice?"

A dragon crashed directly into the three, sending them flying. The other demons on standby froze, weapons and armor nearly ready.

Ao Lie transformed back to normal, catching Tripitaka, Wujing, and Baije before they all fell.

"Ah! Thank you, Ao Lie." Tripitaka softly thanked.

"How many people even are there?!" Baije yelped, noticing the small army of demons preparing their weapons.

Mk frowned, contemplating their options.

"I have an idea since we're all here. Tripitaka, I think you should stay somewhere out of reach for defense and healing. Ao Lie, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing, how about you help us deal with that army over there?"

"But what about you three?" Wujing asked.

"We can take on Azure and the others. Don't worry!" Wukong said.

"... I can work with that." Baije held onto his enchanted rake. Wujing slipped his crescent staff off his back, positioning it.

Ao Lie flew Tripitaka up to a roof behind a building, mostly out of sight.

"Stay there, please." he whispered. Tang nodded, holding his Khakkhara tightly.

The Brotherhood slammed right back down into the center, Azure slamming his blade down as streams of energy strikes flew past the monkeys.

They quickly dodged, leaping out of the way. Yellowtusk struck his hammer into Macaque, sending him flying.

"BABA!" MK screamed.

"I'll go after him!" Wukong said.

"No you WON'T!" Peng forcibly pinned Wukong to the ground.

Macaque collapsed to the floor, heaving a little as the elephant towered over him.

Mk gritted his teeth, noticing Azure preparing his sword again.

He needed to act fast.

Wukong knocked Peng off of him, holding back the bird. Peng leapt back, firing his feathers at him.

Wukong spun his staff, deflecting whichever ones came to him. One suddenly pierced through his shoulder. He fell to the ground, gripping his arm as he pried it out.

The blade nearly missed MK. He fell back, avoiding another blow as it crushed the ground beneath him.

"My patience is wearing thin!" Azure yelled, continuing to swing his blade towards MK.

He kept ducking and dodging, letting himself fall through a shadow portal. He rose right out from behind Azure, sweeping him off his feet with a kick.

His sword flew into the air. With one move, MK leapt up and kicked the blade far away.

He landed back on the ground, his tail swishing behind him. He snuck a glance at the others, who seemed to be handling the small demon army quite well.

His staff was torn out of his hands.

Mk froze, seeing Azure snap his weapon in half with ease before punching him.

Mk quickly ducked, avoiding a kick from the lion. He bolted towards his dad's, only to get yanked right back by the torso and thrown into the pilgrims.

"Xiaotian?!" Wujing exclaimed, panicked. He quickly helped MK to his feet.

"I refuse to be brought down by the celestial warriors." Azure growled.

Wukong launched himself from the ground, forcibly tackling Azure to the ground. The lion wrestled the monkey off of him, throwing him to Yellowtusk, who was carrying Macaque on his shoulder.

"NO!" MK cried out. He gritted his teeth, summoning his staff again. He charged at the lion, who's gaze shifted to him mere inches away.

His paw swung.

Claws gleamed.

Time seemed to move too still for him.

MK's breathing hitched, his ears ringing, his body feeling stuck.

And then... It sped right back up as the claws connected to his face.

"KID!!!"

"CUB!!!"

"XIAOTIAN!!!"

Screams echoed through his ears as Mk fell backward, landing on his side.

Macaque gritted his teeth, shadow portaling out of Yellowtusk's grasp. He ran to MK's side, kneeling down to him.

Mk panted, blood splattering on the ground.

Wukong broke out of the elephants grip as well, rushing to MK's side.

The small monkey's fingers traced over his face, blood staining his paws.

He froze, staring at his dad's wide eyed.

"A-Are you guys okay...?" he softly asked, his hand tracing along the claw mark over his left eye.

Macaque gently cupped his cheeks before pulling the kid into a hug.

"H-huh?"

"Wukong. Get the scroll."

Wukong's gaze shifted between his mate and cub. He sighed, moving so fast the brotherhood couldn't catch him. He ducked behind the building, taking a breather.

"Master, I need the scroll. Now." he said.

Tripitaka nodded, passing the scroll of memory to him.

Ao Lie, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing quickly surrounded Macaque and MK, with Tripitaka forming a barrier around them.

"What?" Azure questioned.

Wukong's gaze landed on him first... Sharp, yet hollow. He let the scroll fall open, it's curse shooting out through its incantation.

Clawed hands shot out and grabbed him, dragging him inside the scroll. Peng quickly flew up to leave, only for the tendrils to snag him down from the air and drag him inside as well.

Yellowtusk charged to take the scroll from him, only to get sucked in as well. Wukong tossed the scroll up and sealed it back up. Tripitaka finally came out of hiding, having the scroll passed to him.

"Bud... Are you okay?" Wukong gently pulled MK over to look at him.

Mk stared up at him, wide eyed.

"Why can't I... See?" he asked, confused.

"Oh, buddy..." Wukong pulled his cub into a close hug. Macaque joined them again, holding MK close.

"It hurts..."

"I know it does, bud... But it's... I-it's okay..." Wukong gently assured him, stroking his fur.

But when he met Macaque's gaze, he knew it was not okay at all.

Their little cub had just been blinded.

[pascalispunkczechia]

First Date with Joel Miller

Summary: Joel finally asks you to go on a hike. It’s soft, slow, and full of the things he doesn’t say, but shows. A quiet first date in the post-apocalyptic wild, coffee shared by a lake, and feelings that run deeper than words.

Warnings: Softness, emotional vulnerability, mentions of strained parental relationships, mild angst with a comforting resolution, canon-compliant setting (TLOU universe), kissing

Word count: ~ 1.2k

Joel finally got the courage to ask you to go on a hike with him - out into the woods around Jackson. The safe ones. No infected.

You've been spending time with that grumpy old man for a few months now. You sit next to him at dinner when everyone eats together. Sometimes, when he's out fixing the fence, you bring him a hot coffee in a thermos. He doesn't talk much (he never really has) but you can see it in his eyes: he's glad when you're around.

He even drinks the coffee, even though it's probably nothing like what he used to like before this whole zombie era started.

Yesterday, for the first time in all these months, he actually started talking around you. And by Joel standards, that means more than a nod or a quiet "yeah", "no", or "thanks".

You brought him his usual coffee to the workshop, this time with a little cookie you baked. He took it from you and gave you something that almost looked like a smile. Yes, Joel Miller smiled! Just the tiniest curve at the corner of his mouth, but you noticed.

"Hey," you said softly, eyes dropping just a bit.

"Hey," he mumbled back.

"How it's going?" You nodded toward his table, where he'd been working on some wooden crafts. He sometimes carved little things for the local kids. That alone said more about him than he'd ever say out loud.

"It's going..." he said, setting the cookie and thermos down behind him. "Listen... uh... I was thinking. Tomorrow's Saturday, I've got the whole day off, and... I thought I might head out into the mountains."

"That sounds great," you said with a smile, and inside you smiled even wider because you knew why he was telling you this. But you decided to let him squirm a little.

Joel looked like he was hoping you'd help him finish the thought. When you didn't, he tried again. "Yeah, so... I was thinkin' maybe you could... bring that coffee of yours and, I dunno, come with me?" He looked at you like a nervous teenager, and it made you want to hug him on the spot.

"I'd love to," you said, gently placing your hand on his shoulder. Just lightly. He glanced at it carefully bud didn't pull away. "What time are we heading out?"

That was yesterday. Now you're standing on your porch, waiting for Joel to show up. He said he'd come by around 2pm. And then you spot him, walking straight toward you. He's wearing his denim shirt with that brown jacket over it - the one he always wears. The one that smells like leather and coffee. The one that smells like him. He's got a backpack slung over his shoulder.

"Hey. So... ready to go?" He asks, wasting no time.

"Yeah, let's go."

You hike through the mountain side by side, not saying much. Just taking in the quiet and the beauty around you. It feels good to be with him. Even when there's no talking. Especially when there's no talking. The fact that he let you come along says more than any words ever could. Especially coming from Joel.

As the light starts to fade, you reach a lake. It's beautiful. Surrounded by trees, the mountain ridges stretching out in front of you. Wyoming's still got that wild beauty, even now, end of the world or not.

Joel builds a fire like it's a second nature, then spreads out a couple of blankets he pulled from his pack. He motions for you to sit. Pulls out two tin mugs and drops down beside you with a soft grunt. Your knees barely touch. Neither of you pulls away.

"Looks like you came prepared," you tease with a little grin.

"Well, you know. Always good to be ready. I used to go on hikes like this with Ellie a lot, so I just keep the basics packed. Kids, you get it..." he gives a soft, sad smile.

You glance at him carefully. Kids... Ellie's 19 now. And from what you know, they're not even speaking these days... let alone hiking together like they used to. "You know," you start, pouring coffee into the mugs. "You don't have to do everything on your own. I know Ellie loved those hikes. And I really believe she'll come around again." You don't let him interrupt, and make it clear - you know she hasn't been around lately. You're not trying to be harsh. You just want this quiet, heavy-hearted man to let someone in. You keep going: "And honestly... I think I've fallen in love with these hikes too. After today."

Joel looks at you, blinking like he wasn't expecting that. There's a slight shimmer in his eyes. He lowers his head and says, almost too soft to hear: "I'm glad you're here."

Just that. Nothing more. You reach over and rest your hand on his knee. "Joel, if you ever need anything... I'll be here. Always."

He finally looks up at you, meeting your eyes. "You know... I feel like you're the only one who really sees me. That's why I brought you out here today. Because I think you get it. Even when I don't say much, even when all you get is some half-assed thank you for coffee. I still feel like... you really see me."

You feel something settle inside you, like certainty. You give his knee a gentle but firm squeeze, just enough to let him know he doesn't have to keep holding it all alone. "I see you. And I like what I see. I see a good man. A good father. You've done so much for Jackson. I don't even want to think about what we'd do without you. What I would do without you."

Joel lays his hand over yours, still resting on his knee. After a moment, he takes your hand into his. "I know I don't say much. But you keep showing up anyway. It's not that I don't want to talk to you... I just... I'm scared I'll mess it up. That I'm not good enough for you."

"Shhh," you whisper, leaning in until your face is just inches from his. You catch the faint scent of his cologne. "I"m not going anywhere. Even if you tried to push me away. Honestly, I don't think there's anything you could do that'd make me leave." And then, without even thinking, you lean and kiss him. His lips are soft... so much softer than you imagines, for someone with such callused hands.

Joel freezes for a second, then kisses you back. Just a gentle press of lips. Nothing heated. Even though something's been burning inside you for months. But this moment - this quiet, fragile thing - it's more powerful than anythng else. You wouldn't trade it for the world.

The fire crackles. From the lake, you hear the occasional croak of a frog. But otherwise, the world is still. You pull back just enough to look at each other. In his eyes, you see it: he finally sees you, too. Maybe the way he always wanted to, but was too afraid to try. And you know, deep down, that this man won't ever let you go now. He's going to keep this moment with him, always. And so will you.

This is a one-shot. There will be no continuation - just one quiet, complete moment with Joel.

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[lulublack90]

Prompt 27 - Hunter

@jegulus-microfic October 27, Word count 727

Did it turn into a series? Yes, it did. Honestly, I can't help myself.

Previous part First part

Regulus followed James inside. He couldn’t believe how stupid he’d been. He’d seen James walk into the bistro and freaked out. He’d wanted to get there first, find a good seat, and check the menu and drinks list out, but then James turned up early, and his entire plan was in shatters. He’d turned down the alleyway and let his panic take him. 

But somehow, James had found him and made everything all right. 

“Tea, coffee?” James’s voice snapped Regulus out of his thoughts. 

“Erm— Tea is fine. Thank you,” He blurted quickly, embarrassed that he’d zoned out. James didn’t bat an eyelid and busied himself with the kettle. 

“Make yourself at home, everyone does,” James added, waving Regulus towards the living room. Regulus didn’t move. Maybe if he came back, he’d feel more comfortable, but right now, he wanted to stay close to James. 

He began to wring his hands together as he realised he’d walked willingly into a stranger's flat. He’d only med James once, for crying out loud. And even that had been fleeting when all he’d done was order James about as he drew him. “Do you think you could get some plates down for me?” James’s calm voice brought him back again. He flushed with embarrassment, but James just pointed at the cupboard directly behind him. “Please,” James’s smile made Regulus feel calmer. He tried to return a smile, but it fell short. He spun around and opened the cupboard.

“Big or small plates?” He asked nervously. 

“Two small ones, please,” James said as he opened the fridge and began filling his arms with food. “Follow me,” James said, before walking back into the living room. Regulus followed. James carefully laid out the food on the coffee table and directed Regulus on where to put the plates. “Sit down.” He told him. “I’ll go grab the teas,” And before Regulus could open his mouth, James was gone. “Sit,” James urged, as he came back through, and Regulus did as he was told.

James began piling food onto both of their plates: pork pies, tandoori chicken, mini scotch eggs, thick slices of crusty bread coated in butter that Regulus hadn’t even seen him get and of course, slices of cheese to make sandwiches with. James handed over the plate, and Regulus began to eat. “Sorry, I should have let you get your own,” James apologised around a bite of pork pie. 

“No, it’s fine, I don’t mind,” Regulus glanced up at him before returning his attention to his plate. Honestly, he was glad James had done it. He would have worried over how much he was putting on his plate otherwise, and this way, he could just enjoy himself. 

“Let’s put some noise on, shall we?” James said before picking up his TV remote and turning it on. He put on some mundane show about a ghost hunter who, with a team of other hunters, went to old properties and tried to find out if they were haunted or not. It was not something Regulus would have picked to watch, but after about ten minutes, he was laughing along with James when the presenters were all freaking out over nothing. 

They finished up their lunch and drank their tea and Regulus found himself quite relaxed. James gathered the leftovers and plates, taking them back to the kitchen. When he returned, he had a whole packet of chocolate hobnobs that he opened and offered to Regulus. Regulus took a deep breath and took one. “More tea?” James asked. Regulus nodded. 

He nibbled on his biscuit while James made more tea. “So, do I get to see the finished drawing then?” James called through from the kitchen. 

“Erm, yeah,” Regulus picked his bag up from where he left it and took his sketchbook out. He’d just sat back up when the front door opened and a loud voice called into the space.

“Honey, I’m home!” Regulus looked up at the man in the doorway and felt his blood run cold. His brother Sirius Black stared back at him as a beaming James walked back through with two steaming cups of tea. 

“Hey, Pads, this is…” James started to introduce Regulus to Sirius, but Sirius cut him off. 

“Oh, I know exactly who he is. Hello Reggie,” Regulus swallowed, this was not going to go well.  

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[acknowledge-reigns]

Reign 2: Aftermath | Roman Reigns x Black!Fem OC | 18+! | Royalty AU

Description: The first ball of the season ends with Violetta making a strong connection with Roman's younger cousin. Things go awry when transporting Lady Abigail to Tu'ufua Island.

Chapter: 2/5

Face Claim: Megan Thee Stallion

Warnings: None really

This is a historical romance fanfiction and the sequel to Reign. As such some characters featured have their real names and some have their kayfabe ones. Example being Jey is Joshua because that fits with the time period and tone of the story better. Jimmy is Jonathan, Drew is referred to as Andrew. Zilla is Isayah. Whereas Roman, Solo, Naomi and many others mentioned keep their kayfabe names because I feel they can work anyways. This is regency era. Think Bridgerton. That along with the "Bridal Discipline" series of erotic novels by one of favorite authors Golden Angel is the inspo behind this one.

As always my stories are NOT about real people and does not reflect their character. While there is no smut in the first chapter, This is very much an 18+ BDSM based romance. If kink content isn't for you, please scroll. You have been warned.

Word count: 1,008

My Masterlist can be found here.

👑 Taglist: @lov3rla03 @reignseclipse @acute-crashout-jeyuso

Georgiana is in her sister Violeta's chamber, helping her choose her debut dress. Violeta twirls nervously in front of the mirror.

"Do you think anyone will ask me to dance, Ana?" she asks, adjusting her delicate necklace. "I'm so nervous!"

Georgiana smiles warmly, brushing a stray curl from Violeta's face. "You look absolutely stunning, Violet. And anyone who doesn't see that will be missing out. Just be yourself, that's what's truly special about you."

"Thank you," Violeta says softly, hugging her sister.

Georgiana hugs her back tightly, feeling a surge of protectiveness for her little sister. "I'll always protect you, Vi. You're my family." It did her heart well that since becoming queen, she ensured her sister's dowry and brought her into a life of more luxury.

Same for their mother Mary Anne. Since seeing the Royal physician, her health had drastically improved. And Roman had put her up in a nice cottage of her choosing.

Roman had immediately taken to Ana's family, Treating Vi as his own baby sister and Mary Anne as a second mother. Similarly Ana had grown attached to Roman's cousins and their wives.

Georgiana watches as Violeta finishes her preparations, her heart full.

"Ready to make your grand entrance?" she asks, offering her arm. "Let's go show everyone how amazing you are."

As they enter the ballroom, all eyes turn towards them. Violeta's nervousness fades as she spots several eligible young men watching her entrance.

Georgiana takes her place beside Roman on the throne, smiling at her sister. "She'll do wonderfully," she whispers to her husband. "Just like you predicted."

Roman wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Our family is flourishing, just as we promised," he murmurs, pride evident in his voice. "I couldn't have chosen a better queen."

Across the ballroom, Violeta begins to dance with one of the gentlemen, her confidence growing with each graceful step. Georgiana beams with joy, feeling grateful for this perfect moment of unity and love.

Lord Isayah approaches Violeta during the dance, his eyes bright with interest. "My lady, your dancing is absolutely enchanting," he compliments, bowing slightly.

Violeta smiles and manages a small curtsy. "Thank you, my lord. Your kind words are music to my ears."

From her throne, Georgiana watches them with keen interest. "It appears your little cousin has taken interested in Violeta."

Roman follows her gaze, smiling knowingly. "Isayah is a fine young man. I'm sure he'll treat her well." he says of his younger cousin.

The music shifts to another song, and Isayah offers his hand to Violeta. They begin dancing, their movements perfectly in sync, lost in each other's company.

"They do look quite good together," Georgiana comments softly.

Later that evening, Violeta comes to find Georgiana, practically glowing with happiness. "Ana, you won't believe it! Lord Isayah asked me to take a turn in the gardens!"

Georgiana squeezes her sister's hands excitedly. "That's wonderful news, Vi! I'm so happy for you."

"He's been so kind and attentive," Violeta continues, twirling her fingers nervously. "But what if mother doesn't approve? Or he changes his mind?"

Georgiana hugs her sister reassuringly. "Mother will be thrilled, and Isayah seems like a wonderful gentleman. Don't worry about anything! just enjoy getting to know him."

Violeta relaxes slightly at her words. "Thank you, Ana. You always know how to calm my nerves."

"Lady Violeta," Roman says, "Before you go to the gardens, make sure you have a staff member accompany you as chaperone."

Violeta nods, "Of course, Roman. I'll be sure to have someone with me."

Georgiana smiles gratefully at her husband, pleased that he's looking out for their family. He'd make a fine father someday.

Roman watches as Violeta and Lord Isayah leave for the gardens, escorted by one of the palace maids. "He seems like a good match for her," he muses. "Hopefully they'll find love together."

Georgiana leans against him. "With the way they're looking at each other, I think it's already starting."

As the evening continues, Lady Rhea and Duchess Naomi chat with Georgiana tucked off in a corner of the ballroom. "You want our help in exposing Lady Mystique?" Rhea asks sipping her drink.

"Indeed," Georgiana confirms. "We need to know who's behind it before it gets out of hand. "

Naomi taps her perfectly manicured nails on her glass. "Consider us in."

Rhea smirks. "We'll start gathering information discreetly. Perhaps we can trace her anonymous correspondence."

Naomi leans in conspiratorially. "Surely we can trace the print."

Georgiana nods approvingly. "Perfect. I knew I could count on you both."

The three women exchange knowing glances, ready to uncover the mysterious identity of Lady Mystique and her motivations.

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In a dimly lit corridor, Paul hands the footman a heavy bag of coins. "Make sure you're careful. This must be done without alerting the king and queen."

The footman nods eagerly, already thinking about the reward. "Of course, Good Sir." He nods to the two guards standing outside the carriage that would transport Lady Abigail part of the way to tu'ufua. The two men open the door, helping Abigail out and removing her shackles.

Abigail, having regained her freedom, looks back at Paul. "But why would you help me?" she says with a mix of surprise and admiration

"The king has grown weak. Playing matchmaker for his commoner bride's sister rather than focus on his duties." Paul responded, his voice dripping with disdain.

Abigail's eyes narrow, intrigued by this revelation. "You mean he's grown too soft, distracted by love and family? How convenient for us then."

Paul nods, a calculating smile playing on his lips. "Exactly. Together we can show him that this kingdom deserves stronger leadership. Someone who won't be swayed by personal emotions. When we are done you will be Queen."

As they plan their coup, Abigail's fingers brush against the edge of her dress, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "I will ensure they regret attempting to ship me off to that dreadful place."

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A/N: I forgot to explain, tu'ufua translates to "isolation" in Samoan.

[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - A House Is Not A Home Part 7/8

This chapter makes me 😤 but it had to be written.

Ruben's wife dies during childbirth along with their son. Ruben hasn't been in a relationship since. Y/N is a single mother to a four year old boy. She buys a house in the small town that Ruben lives in. The house needs alot of fixing which Ruben helps with, resulting in him slowly falling in love with Y/N. However, falling in love with Y/N makes Ruben feel like he is betraying his dead wife.

Enjoy!

A memorial for Gina was held at your house on the 25th. Katarina helped you with the food and David made sure to solve any logistics so that Ruben wouldn't have to. Alot of people in town had known Gina and most of them came to honor her memory. You had never imagined your house being this full of people. Especially people you didn't know.

"Hi."

"Hey."

You found Ruben alone on the porch, a bottle of beer in his hand. It was his third one for the day. You felt guilty for keeping count.

"Food's ready if you want to head inside?" You said.

Ruben took a slow chug of his beer. "Nah, I'm good thanks."

"I could make you a plate, bring it out here if you like?"

Ruben tilted his head to look at you, a crooked smile on his lips. "It's okay Y/N, I'm not hungry."

You nodded, but did not leave the porch. "Mind if I join you?" You didn't think he would mind anyway and prepared to sit down. As you bent your knees Ruben's arm brought you down to sit between his legs on the step below where he was sitting. He tucked you in by wrapping his arms around your body, letting you relax with your back against his chest. There was a minute of silence as the sound of nature around you took over. Birds sang in the trees above your heads and a cricket lurked somewhere in the tall grass. You found it difficult to see beyond the property. There was fog in the distance. Not even the barn could be spotted amongst the evaporating clouds.

"Do you miss her?" You asked. Perhaps the question wasn't justified in a time like this,  but you wanted Ruben to feel comfortable talking about Gina with you, somthing you knew he wasn't.

"Every day." He sighed, his chin resting on the top of your head.

"What do you miss the most about her?"

Ruben had to ponder for a moment, perhaps let the memories of his wife resurface in his mind. "Her smile." He smiled. "And her kindness. Gina always wanted the best for everyone and would go out of the way for people, expecting nothing back. It's where we differ."

You tilted your head up, letting Ruben see the frown on your face. He raised a brow as to ask 'did I say somthing wrong?'

"You helping me with the house, was that not you showing your kindness?"

He nodded. "Yes, but I had my reasons."

"What reasons?" You sat up, wanting to face him.

"Like I said Y/N, that house had been haunting me for years. I was glad to sell it to you, but I wasn't gonna let you stay in a house with no roof. Helping you clear the house after the storm was not me being kind, it was strictly business."

You wanted to argue further, ask if Ruben kissing you had been strictly business as well? However, your questions silenced within you since Ruben was probably hurting. You settled down between his legs again and let his rough hands outline the contours of your face. Behind you the front door came ajar. Both you and Ruben turned around to see David, with Johnny bouncing in his arms.

"Has any of you seen Emily? Kat says she's missing."

Ruben got up almost immediately, forcing you to do the same. "I'll check upstairs." He said.

"Alright. Johnny and myself will check the basement, but I doubt it she's down there." This left you on the porch, feeling ill willed that you had no interest in looking for Gina's sister Emily. Nevertheless you grabbed a coat from inside and stepped out again. You might as well cover some ground as to say that you participated in the search. You came as far as to the fields where the fog was as thickest. But as you stood near the fence you could see the outline of the barn, it's door swaying with the wind.

"Emily?"

Light rain had begun to fall when you reached the barn. You hurried to take cover under its high roof.

"You threw all of it away?"

You turned as a shadow swept behind you. It was Emily, wearing nothing but a black dress and a pair of gummiboots.

"My god Emily, what are you doing in here? Aren't you cold?"

Emily gave you one of her fretful glares. You had gotten quite used to them since she stepped into your house. She made it seem like everything you did was wrong or insulting, weather that would be clearing a plate from a table or hand Johnny his juice. For some reason Emily seemed to constantly judge you. Obviously disliking you.

"You threw all of it away, all of her things." Emily hissed, ignoring your question.

"What things?" Emily was older than you, but only by a couple of years. Along with Gina she had studied law in Manchester, now serving as a divorce attorney at a law firm in the city. Compared to her you felt so unacomplished with your nursing degree.

"My sister things, all of her belongs. They used to be here in this barn." She said, clearly upset not to have found them there.

"They were given to charity." You said. "It was Ruben's idea actually."

"He would never." She chuckled. "What else have you brainwashed him to do, huh?"

"Pardon?" You frowned.

"You've forced Ruben to give away all the last memories of my sister, what else have you done? Tricked him to thinking that your son could ever replace the child he lost?"

You caught yourself wanting to say something that you would regret, but quickly redeemed yourself. Just like Ruben this must be a very difficult day for Emily as well. "I know you're hurting Emily." You said, your voice low and reasonable. "But making others around you hurt too, won't make the pain go away."

"Who are you to...." Emily flinched, but you interrupted her. "Ruben hasn't done anything to deserve this." You said. "But there is nothing wrong with moving on. Surley it's what Gina would have wanted."

"What do you know?" Emily's face trembled with rage as tears slid down her cheeks. "What Gina would have wanted, Ruben and I are going to make that happen, sooner than you think."

Your eyebrows furrowed, unsure what she was indicating.

"He hasn't told you I see." Emily looked amused. "I suppose he wanted to spare the time you had left together."

"What are you talking about Emily?" You couldn't stand her fretful glare. The way Ruben described Gina, she would have been nothing like her sister.

"Gina always wanted a house in the country."

"Yes, so I have heard." Katarina and David told you this some time ago.

"But she also wanted a house in the sun. Ruben suggested his home country, Portugal. The sun there definitely shines more than it does here. All he needed to do was get rid of the house. Luckily he found you."

You were beginning to understand.

"Upon my arrival I was given the green light from the land owners in Madeira, and what would be greater than me delivering the news to Ruben personally. Turns out he and you had gotten a little too familiar during the treaty of the property. A distraction, I think he called you."

"You're lying!" You exclaimed, by now you really were pissed. Emily's uneven stans also suggested that she has had a little too much to drink to cope with her emotions. What she was saying to you couldn't possibly be the truth.

"Ask him yourself." She laughed. "Am I not telling your little friend the truth Ruben?"

You turned around as Emily's gaze was focus somewhere over your shoulder. Because of the increasing rain you hadn't heard him come up behind you. Ruben, standing in the rain, looked both guilty and innocent at the same time.

"Y/N...let me explain."

He had overheard your conversation and these were his first choice of words.

"It's true?" You frowned.

"Yes ." Emily spoke behind you, but your eyes were only on Ruben.

"Yes and no." He said. "I was planing on selling the house and use the money to build a new one in Portugal, but...."

"But?" You chuckled as it was absurd. How come he hadn't told you?

"But then I met you." He nodded. "And I couldn't decide."

"So you're still contemplating it, moving to Portugal?" You were quite stunned. Ruben's answer was slilence which was enough for you.

"Y/N, don't."

You stepped outside, the rain showering you in seconds. You turned back to the barn where Ruben stood in the doorway. Emily had shied away in the back, perhaps too difficult for her to remain standing.

"For once in my life I need someone to choose me." You said.

"Y/N, please, come inside. We can talk about this inside. " He stretched out his hand, offering it to you.

You shook your head. "There is nothing for us to talk about, I have a son Ruben and like always, I choose him. But for once...." Your voice trailed off. You thought about Johnny's father and how much this reminded you of the day you told him that you were pregnant. "For once..." You said, wiping your eyes. From rain not tears. "For once I wish someone would choose me. I was stupid to think that that someone would be you."

"Y/N, wait!" Ruben stepped out into the rain, chasing after you. He didn't chase for long, of course. Emily was left in the barn, drunk and unable to return to the house by herself. And so Ruben made a choice. He chose her.