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cfyslvr · 2 months

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Give her a boyfriend

╰┈➤ author's note: Y'ALL my dumbass really uploaded this when it was unfinished 😭 anyways ur girl is back (took me way too long LMAO) and the fic is ACTUALLY finished- I'm so sorry for taking so long to answer it- but anyways !! I hope y'all like this lil piece and I'm open for new requests anytime !! (although please check my intro right here before sending a request, thank you)

╰┈➤ warnings: fluff, a bit ooc (since emma and draken don't like each other romantically in this), change of original story (draken and emma don't get married) + emma and y/n are sisters instead of twins like the person asked (y/n was born in the beginning of the year while emma was born by the end of the year)

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- you knew it was wrong to have a crush on your older brother's best friend

- but could you really be blamed?

- I mean, he's exactly your type !!

- tall, handsome, caring, kind, protective

- he was everything anyone could want in a boyfriend

- and you just couldn't help but fall for him

- and who was the first one to find out about that? well of course, your twin sister, emma

- at first, she was a little reluctant on supporting your feelings, since she knew how weird and wrong it is to like your brother's best friend

- but seeing that your feelings for ken weren't just a simple crush, but something much, much deeper, she couldn't help but find it cute

- just the way you would look at him with hearts in your eyes whenever he passed by

- the way you'd stutter and trip over your own words whenever you talked to him

- the way your cheeks would always heat up whenever he got close to you

- your crush on him was clearer than a drop of water

- although you were convinced he didn't like you back

- sure, he was nice to you

- would help you take care of mikey

- would always do everything in his power to protect you if you were in danger

- would always buy an extra dorayaki when he buys some for mikey cuz he knows you like them too

- but you just figured all of it was because you were his best friend's sister

- he knows how mikey was like after losing shinichiro

- he just didn't want his best friend to go through the pain of losing his family member again, with no strings attached and no further feelings involved.. right?

- WRONG !!

- little did you know

- how his heartbeat always sped up when you smiled at him

- how his hands would always become unnaturally sweaty when you stood close

- how he feels so relaxed yet so nervous as he listens to you ramble about your interests

- how anxiety eats him up from the inside at the thought of you being in any danger

- how many times he's touched you, hugged you, kissed you in his dreams

- it may be wrong to have a crush on your brother's best friend

- but it's even worse having a crush on your best friend's little sister

- that's exactly why he avoided you

- you always thought that it was because your crush on him was too obvious and he didn't feel the same so he didn't want to lead you on

- but nope, it's because he knows you like him

- and he knows he loves you

- but he also can't help but feel wrong for having feelings for you, especially since you're mikey's sister

- mikey may be a bit dumb, but he's definitely not blind.

- he could practically taste the tension in the room whenever you and draken were alone

- at first he thought you two disliked each other

- but then he overheard your conversation with hina over the phone one night

- he was baffled (to say the least) when he heard you say you liked draken

- he just had to confront you about it the next day.

"how long have you liked kenchin?" he asks, walking into the kitchen and catching you washing the dishes. your heart dropped when you heard his question and you nearly dropped a glass.

"I don't know what you're talking about." you said simply, although the lie was so obviously even fucking manjiro could tell.

"I know you think I'm dumb, but it's even more than obvious that you like him." he responded, clearly unamused by the fact you thought you could fool him.

after a few seconds of hesitating, you sighed, turning the faucet off and turning to face your brother. "it's just a small crush it'll go away."

"a small crush that lasted 3 years and still hasn't ‘gone away’?" now he was just mocking you. you gave him a glare and his unserious and teasing face became a bit more serious.

"look, it's not that I have a problem with you liking ken-chin, if I had to choose, I would rather you date him then some dork who wouldn't be able to protect you or would treat you like shit. it's just- I don't want you to be in a relationship with him because I don't want you to get in any more trouble.. I mean, there have been multiple times when you were in danger because you're my sister, imagine how much more danger you'll be surrounded by if you're my sister and ken-chin's girlfriend.." you were surprised when you heard mikey talking like this, he was never really serious around you, so you could immediately tell that the situation had shaken mikey much more than you. you sighed and gave your brother a small smile.

"I know you must be worried, but.. I have so many people protecting me, you, ken, keisuke, mitsuya.. I'm sure I'll be fine." you said, finally admitting you were inlove with draken instead of calling it a ‘small crush’, which it obviously wasn't. mikey seemed reluctant, but eventually gave in, giving you a smile in return before hugging you, something he hasn't done in awhile.

"in that case, let me help you out with ken-chin."

- you regretted saying yes to that idea with every ounce of your body

- emma's helping out was subtle but effective, while mikey's "helping out" was EVERYTHING but subtle

- like if your crust wasn't already obvious, your bitch of a brother made it THAT much more obvious

- my man would literally walk up to draken out of nowhere and ask shit like "if y/n wasn't my sister, would you still be nice to her?"

- at first, draken just brushed it off, but his questions kept getting more and more direct and more and more specific until one day, about a week before your birthday, he decided that it was the perfect time to ask him a question he have been waiting to ask ever since he found out about your feelings.

"hey ken-chin?" mikey mumbled out, his mouth stuffed with dorayaki.

"first off, don't eat with your mouth full." draken scolded, waiting for mikey to swallow before continuing. "what do you want?"

"would you date y/n if she wasn't my sister?" the question hung in the air for more than it should've. draken stared at mikey with wide eyes as the shorter blond kept chewing on his snacks as if what he had asked was just another normal question from him.

"why would you even ask me that?" draken asked, trying to hide the fact the tips of his ears turned red the second he thought of dating you.

"because y/n's birthday is soon."

"..and?" manjiro stayed silent for a few seconds, he didn't really think this conversation throughoutly before actually staring it.

"I wanted to give her the perfect gift.. so, I wanted to give her a boyfriend." even mikey himself was embarrassed after making up such a stupid excuse.

draken stared back at mikey, a rarely seen dumbfounded expression on his face as he tried to process whatever the heck his best friend was talking about, until he eventually responded.

"..would you let me?" he asked, not even looking at mikey as he did so. mikey was not only surprised because of the question, but because he never saw his brother so.. flustered? he definitely had to think about how he would answer that question. it was a good question, would he let his best friend date his sister? sure, draken was a good guy and all, and he knew he would do anything to protect you and make sure you're taken care of..

after awhile of thinking, he came to the conclusion that the only downside of your relationship would be the fact your boyfriend is in a gang, but even though he still isn't your boyfriend, your own brother is not only in a gang, but a gang's leader at that, and you've (almost) never gotten hurt since mikey's closest friends *cough* mostly draken *cough* were always there to protect you..

"would you treat her well?"

"yes." draken answered in an instant, which surprised mikey once again. he was used to ken being the calm and collected one, so seeing him so rushed to answer and so.. eager to gain mikey's permission to date you was definitely a change. after a few more seconds of debating, a smile appeared on mikey's face.

"then let's give y/n the best birthday present she has received so far.

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soon enough, all of toman's finders, including some of your close friends and (of course) emma, knew about mikey's plan for your birthday. mikey had never seen draken look so nervous when he was about to text you, he almost couldn't form a proper sentence that didn't sound stupid, so in the end, mitsuya had to tell him what to write.

"mikey and the guys planned your birthday out for tomorrow and -this location- I'll come get you at 6pm" *send*

you, being yourself and knowing your brother, thought nothing of it, since it definitely sounded like mikey, but you just knew he made draken pick you up on purpose, and to be honest, you weren't that mad about it either.

your birthday finally came up and you put on your prettiest dress on purpose, not only because it was your birthday but because you wanted to look good for him, and just as he said, draken came to your house on his bike at exactly 6pm. you checked yourself in the mirror before walking out with a charming smile on your face.

"you look great." draken said the second you walked out, which surprised you, since you really can't remember the last time he ever complimented you like this.

"thank you.." you mumbled and got onto the motor, reluctantly wrapping your arms around his waist for support. he smiled to himself and drove off.

soon enough you arrived to the location he told you about yesterday, but to your surprise, there was absolutely nobody there, not your brother, your sister, your grandpa, your friends, not a single person draken mentioned in his message yesterday.

"where is everyone?" you ask as both of you get off his bike, he then grabs your hand and starts leading you closer to the river.

"they'll come by later, it's just the two of us now." he said, a small smirk appeared on his face when he saw your flustered expression. on the outside, he looked calm and collected as always, but on the inside, he was nervous, panicking even.

"oh.. alright." you responded and gave him that same charming smile that always secretly made him melt. you were such a sunshine, his sunshine, or atleast.. soon-to-be his. once the two of you reached the river, both of you sat down on the grass next to it, your bodies unnaturally close.. he usually kept his distance with you, but now not only was he sitting close to you, he was so close that both your knees and shoulders were touching.

"I remembered the time you were talking about experiencing that ‘romantic sunset scene’ from a movie or whatever, so I wanted you to experience it on your birthday." he explained, not failing to voice out the "romantic", you remembered the time and your eyes widened, you weren't even talking to him at that time! you were sitting in the living room with emma, watching some romance movie and you mentioned that you would love to experience a romantic sunset moment with draken someone, and she very politely told you to "please shut up" because you sounded stupid to her and, oh well, guess it didn't sound stupid to him.

"which sunset scene? I've watched thousands of movies with a sunset scene." no you didn't. you lied. you only ever watched one sunset scene, and it was–

"where the two main characters have their first kiss." he finished the sentence and turned back at you with a slightly nervous smile, which was something you saw for the first time in years.

"are we the main characters? what, you're gonna kiss me now?" you ask, trying to sound unbothered and as if you were teasing him and not fuming from how flustered you were.

"would you let me?" draken asks suddenly, his smile dropping as he looks back at you with a serious expression, showing that he wasn't joking anymore. he gently placed his hand on top of yours while patiently waiting for a response. a chill ran down your spine and your eyes widened, was he actually serious? judging by his serious expression, his hand on yours and the fact his face was oh so close to yours was a clear answer to your question. you hesitated for a few seconds, but when you looked back up into his eyes, you subconsciously nodded.

"I would."

"great." and with that, he gently placed his free hand on your cheek and leaned in, gently pressing his lips against yours. it was a soft kiss, not hurried or hungry, but it was filled with unsaid emotions. it felt like it lasted an eternity, but in reality, it was no longer than a few seconds before he pulled away and while you were still dazed from the kiss, he whispered a soft "i love you" into your ear and pulled back to see your reaction.

you were flabbergasted for a few seconds, trying to process his words, and once you brain finally clicked, you whispered it back.

"i love you too.." he smiled at your response.

"will you be mine, sunshine?" hearing his words made and the nickname he gave you made your shocked expression into a wide grin and you could feel your eyes welling up with happy tears. you jumped into his embrace, exclaiming an excited yes and crashing your lips against his again, only to be interrupted by a loud "EEEEWWWWWWWW!!!" you both pulled away and saw mikey, emma, toman's founders and your friends walking up to you two while mikey and baji continued making fake puking noises.

"I said you two could date, but I didn't say you could make out in public!!" mikey exclaimed, yet he still had a wide grin on his face, obviously happy that he successfully made this birthday the happiest one yet.

you and draken whispered another "i love you" to each other before joining the group in celebrating your birthday.

the sun had already set, but draken knew his sun would never.

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serxinns · 8 months

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Scarlet which reader x yandere Mha Headcanons

Part 5

Class 1b

(Im doing some cause I don't know some of the characters sorry)

•Tetsutetsu heard about you when he and Kirishima were having a conversation while working out at 1st he didn't mind it but the longer Kirishima talked about you the longer he was curious he asked if he could meet you and kiri ofc accepts cause that's his manly best friend!

•When Tetsu saw you his face was almost red as a tomato dude could barely stutter out words that kiri had to take over

• he and Kiri would fawn about you at every time they could get about how you look, how you smell, how you dress, anything they can talk about Is always about you

•Tetsu is more of a protective affectionate Yandere whenever you win at a training between him with any other classmate doesn't matter if his classmates he'll still congratulate you and if you lose he'll still compliment you on your hard work and encourage you to work hard!

•tetsu already promised he'll protect you so whenever you're hanging out with him and Kiri it's like 2 bodyguards protecting a famous person anyway look in your way wrong they'll glare HARD

•Kiri is completely ok with Tetsu having a obsession with you heck the two of them will place bets to see who you like more but without any threats or violence just "aw man!" or "eh better luck next time" yk like bros

•Tetsu is very affectionate even if you don't want it he'll still try to give you a big best hug and if you don't like it that's ok he'll give you even more bear hugs!

• Kinoko is more of a clingy delusional Yandere she such a sweetheart towards you but has a scary side when anyone messing with you

•When she 1st saw you it was love at 1st sight you greeted her with a handshake oh it means y'all were meant to be!

•Komori loves to talk about mushrooms with you whenever she sees a mushroom while the 2 of you do a little nature walk she just can't help it she grabs out her mushroom info journal and tell you what type of mushroom it is she'll even try to find you edible and safe mushroom for the 2 of you to eat

• Like Ochako, Komori loves to wrap her hands around you at every chance she can get but if you refuse and tell her to stop she'll whine and try to guilt trip you into making u stay, her grip getting tighter to where it leaves a mark and if she notices that she hurt you she'll apologize and sometimes cry

•shes obsessed with everything you do whether be little habits or a single moment that you'll never don't a lifetime she will always remember and cherish it she even has a secret sketchbook with pictures of you

•shes jealous at anyone who's near you weather be with neito or even your classmates neito she'lll tell to back off or by sneaking mushrooms in his bag

•Kendo would be the poessive, protective, and aware type

•Kendo would monitor Neito on his taunting if he slips up and says something hurtful she make sure he backhands his head so hard it leaves a mark and lecture him about not hurting your feelings

•whenever in battle if you training with someone she lectures you about being careful and making sure to not overuse your quirk if you win she'll run over to you and hug you with her big arms wrapped around you while classmates all glared at her

•as much as Kendo is seen as a nice person she still shows a dislike to your classmate how overbearing they are the way they pinch your cheeks, be so lovesick for you and you don't even notice it makes her blood boil

•like Nejiire she wanna make you think she's the only sane one so whenever you rant about how your day is she'll make you cuddle with her while patting her head agreeing with everything you said while throwing in a few insults here and there making it seem like "jokes"

•Kendo will bash anyone with a single hit if anyone tries to make perverted comments about you or nasty words at you she will beat them up unto they're all bloody and bruised after that her mood changes up when she sees you and she now back to regular lovesick kendo again!

NOW FOR THE BEEF

We all know that Class 1a and Class 1b have beef when it comes to you, whenever Class 1b would always invite you to lunch some of the students would quickly come up and hands your shoulders pushing you back to their chest saying that whenever your in lunch it's like a whole ass war you tense up when you realized that both 1b students and your classmates are staring at you with warm smile and eyes full of eager all either waving, patting their hand down at a empty seat, of calling your name

•one time you sat at class 1b and not even 5 mins later it became a whole war Mina yelling at Kendo to let you go Komori is trying to sneak you away but Tsuyu stopped her it's a Whole mess the teachers had to intervene ( so they can also decide that you can have lunch in their room) you panicked and back up in a corn or watching everything unravel until someone grabbed you

"Follow me!" a familiar cheerful voice said it was neither alongside Mirio and Tamaki they quickly sneaked you off somewhere with your lunch tray to their classroom "Thank guys" Neijure chuckled rubbing your head "No problem we saw how out of control it got there and saw u panicking in the back so we just had to!" mirio said with his usual smile "I got you something.." Tamaki said while he dug into his bag he handed you your fav snack "Oh man I love these thank you how did you find out?!" "it's our little secret~" Neijuire chuckled you were about to question but dismissed because the snack was too good

#yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere ua #tw obsessive behavior #yandere x reader #yandere class 1a #yandere mha #platonic yandere

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leoneliterary · 1 month

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Oh gods, I love and adore the new update! My new grey horse Dust (bc it will leave them in the dust, is grey and unassuming at first glance, but also pure diamond) is already a favorite, even if my MC is slightly afraid of horses and not very good at riding. Aretas offering PRIVATE RIDING LESSONS and MC making not even one dirty joke to Merikh about it shows how serious the tension is, though. The cliffhanger is just mean, bc we don't get to sass big bad brother back. Not even a "you smell better, don't worry about me leaving you for him, wow he looks like a paler imitation of you".... I just imagined letting Desma loose on miserable big bro Labadon, but somehow that feels like bullying. ... Is that on purpose? He feels so arrogant and desperate to put down the bastard child, that it feels a little pitiful and insecure instead of evil, though I of course dislike and disdain him a normal and healthy amount, for his crime of a personality. But back to the important bits, Aretas is being smooth right back and I wasn't sure he'd have it in him. But so worth it, bc I already got a shovel talk from his mom! (a pretty mild one for now, thanks Teacher Alim) Aretas looking pained at Daddy Labadon's grand speech about his father's supposed greatness and aspirations and unsubtle attempt at baiting his king was greatly appreciated and the option that simply says "Blame Merikh" when asked why we couldn't ride? It was so .. tempting, I don't know how anyone can choose another. It's just such an impulse control defying little red button that all imp MCs just HAVE to press. And the reaction did not disappoint in the slightest! I laughed so hard! And then it got better, bc Merikh is just as clueless as you and my MC is learning that omg, he's actually just a grumpy little good boy. You just gotta adopt him. Sorry Sutek, sullen grumpy warrior slots are filling up really fast... I also loved cheering for Sefu and Sefu being so friggin POLITE and well behaved. I love when they show that they can be mature and competent at the same time as being total loving idiots. Desma feeling insecure was really hurting my kokoro, but then it got funny again when she asked "but are they REALLY brothers, how can we ever know?" Never change, best sister girl, my MC will steal horses with you and bury bodies. Their own horse, but probably other people's bodies. I do feel a tiny bit worried about Tamu being alone and trying to find the guild traitor preparing a take over without backup, though. Please let him be ok or at least let Gally have his back a little! This whole update had so much comedy potential with the right choices, it was a delight to read and totally worth staying up till after midnight! I love your writing style, it really hits me in all the best feels! Thank you for persevering, even through difficulties and I will honestly forever love your story! May all the cake, coffee and cookies be with you! As well as muses, time and motivation! I would offer a shoulder massage, but I can't reach through my screen anymore! All my love and adoration!

I always love your in-depth reviews, charcoal!! And thank you for such high praise!

Yeah, Merikh's big brother isn't the most well-adjusted, but whether he's just a pathetic weasel or a real threat, you can be the judge.

I wonder how many of y'all picked the 'blame Merikh' button. I had to give y'all the chance for some petty revenge, lol!

Judging by my asks, most of you chose the grey horse that you got to name.

Sefu really was on his best behavior, but good catch about Tamu. Wonder what he's up to while you're away. Desma is going through it, but she's being so mature and putting it aside to come on this hunting trip...

Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed it and had a laugh or two at some of the choices!

#interactive fiction #honor amongst thieves #if wip #game development #interactive novel #hat if #such kind asks!

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holdmytesseract · 1 year

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The Price of Love

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki x Y/N

Summary: You convince Loki to take you with him on a charity event, together with some other Avengers. What starts as a nice and exciting little trip to Canada, ends in a nightmare...

Warnings: pregnancy things/symptomps, overprotective Loki, almost nudity? thirst, suggestive smut?, swear words, Loki being the best hubby and dad possible, angst - quite a lot of angst, guns, bad people, violence, fighting, injury, blood, Loki going FERAL and being a bit... brutal, death, fluff

Word Count: 7,9k

a/n: Here it is, guys! The (almost) 8k words Baby Fever rollercoaster ride. 🫡 Yep... I went absolute bananas with this one. 😂 I love every bit, though. 😁 The story behind this fic? Well... @iamlokisgloriouspurpose made a post about a story she was looking for (some of you might remember) a few weeks ago. It was something about Loki x pregnant!reader, where she accidentally gets hit or something and Loki is overprotective, etc. She couldn't find the fic and I was like: Hey, would you want me to write something along that? And @iamlokisgloriouspurpose was like: Heck yeah! Well, here we are. You know how much of a sucker I am for such things... I couldn't resist. 🤷🏼‍♀️👀 Anyways... I hope y'all like it! 😁

Baby Fever Crew: Tagging y'all again in the comments! 😊💚

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"No, love, absolutely not," Loki stated; shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest. "I won't allow that. Not in your condition. You rather stay here with Ella."

You raised an eyebrow, and put your hands on your hips. "In my condition? Babe, I'm pregnant! That's not a condition. I thought you knew that?" Loki snorted. "Well, to me it is." You sighed. "Okay, look, I understand your worry - but geez... Ease up a bit. I didn't even pass the first trimester. And besides, this is just a charity event. Not in the slightest dangerous." Your husband's jaw clenched, as his brain searched for the right words.

"I know, Y/N. I am more than aware of that, but..." He paused; unlocking his arms to tenderly cup your tiny, almost still invisible baby bump. "We fought so long for this, darling. Against heartbreak, sadness - Norns, even depression, and now that we are finally blessed with this little wonder growing in there, I'm not letting it go again. It was so hard for us to get pregnant. I'm not going to risk it."

You swallowed; raised your hands to cup both his cheeks. "I know, babe, I know..." You whispered; on the verge of giving in - but then you remembered a very important thing. "But you'll be there, too. You can always have an eye on me and protect us. I promise, that I'll never leave your side. And that I'll be careful. Plus, you wouldn't need to worry about our princess as well, 'cause she's more than safe with her grandparents on Asgard. She's already so excited to go there."

You could practically see the gears turning in his head. "How does that sound? What do you say?" A low grumble of disliking rumbled through Loki's chest, but in the end, he gave in with a sigh. A decision he was going to regret later. "Alright, fine."

Only a few days later, you and Loki were on your way to Canada - Calgary, to be precisely; together with Bruce, Peter and Tony. It wasn't a very big charity event, but an important one nevertheless.

Once the Quinjet landed, Tony immediately made sure to get everyone to the hotel you were staying in. After checking everyone in, the billionaire was quick to get to his room. "Alright, team... We'll meet at exactly eight p.m. tonight. No minute later. We have to be on time." He pointed at everyone - the longest at you and Loki. "Especially you two lovebirds. Understood?" Everybody nodded well-behaved. "Sure thing, Mr. Stark." Except Loki. The god just rolled his eyes. Tony ignored him and instead turned on his heels to leave the lobby. "Now if you'd excuse me... I've got a terrible headache, caused by all the sweet talk coming from Laufeyson's mouth. Ta-ta." From the corner of your eyes, you could see Bruce shaking his head. "He's such a diva sometimes." "Sometimes?" Asked Loki in return, causing you - and even Peter to giggle.

Loki stopped mid-sentence, to ask you this question in an almost offended voice, once he had turned to face you. You put the t-shirt in your hands down and looked at him confused; blinking. "Umm... Unpacking our stuff?" He immediately shook his head and walked over to you. "No, you're not." Loki said in a firm tone, taking the suitcase away. "You are going to lay down and rest. We can unpack later or even tomorrow. The flight was very stressful and exhausting - and the next few days are going to be packed and eventful as well. I don't want you to overdo it." "But, babe, I-" "No." He shushed you, placing both hands on your hips. "No excuses. You promised me, remember?" You sighed, knowing that he was right. You did promise him. "Alright, alright, fine. I'll go, lay down."

Loki took your hand and guided you to the hotel room you shared - and it was absolutely beautiful. Modern, luxurious, cosy - perfect for a few days. Tony had planned to take everyone to a few fan events and Comic Con's around Calgary after the charity event. Something you were definitely looking forward to.

"Tony definitely has a nice taste in hotels... Can't deny that. Don't you think, babe?" You looked over at Loki, who had just pulled the t-shirt he wore over his head. "It's more than likely the only thing Stark has a good taste in." You couldn't help yourself but to laugh. That laugh quickly died in your throat, though, when Loki slipped the jeans – which covered his lower body, over his hips and down his thighs; leaving him only in his black underwear - and socks. You bit your lip; tried not to stare or give into your raging pregnancy hormones. It was difficult. So, you decided to stop watching your husband strip and rather start unpacking your luggage. "I'm going to take a shower now, love. It was way too hot in the Quinjet. Stark always pretends he doesn't know that I am half a Frost Giant… And after that, I'm taking you out for dinner. You have to- What are you doing?"

Loki smiled and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. "Thank you." You wrapped both your arms around his torso, in order to hug him. But then another idea crossed your mind, and you let your hands wander down to the waistband of his briefs. "I could join you in the shower, you know..." A dark chuckle rumbled through his chest. You really thought you had him for a minute, "As tempting as this sounds, my queen..." but then he stepped out of your embrace. "But no. Not now. Not today. Please rest. It'll be good for you and the baby." Once again you sighed. It couldn't be helped. Loki stood his ground. "Okay, okay, I give up." Loki smiled and pressed a quick kiss on your lips, "Good girl." before he left for the bathroom.

Later that day, after having eaten dinner, you and Loki got ready for the charity event. While your husband got dressed, you decided to pay the shower a visit as well - for which you took your time. Getting ready for such a big event wasn't just done in a few minutes. Funnily, you had absolutely no idea what Loki was going to wear, so you chose to wear a black, elegant dress, which wasn't too sexy and overdressed, but also not completely innocent. It reached to your ankles and had a slit on the left side of your leg; stopping at your thighs. It was also tight around your waist, but not too tight - since you decided to not show the world (and teammates) yet that you were pregnant again. Okay, admittedly it could be easily mistaken by weight gaining, but you didn't want to risk the rumours to spread. After fixing your hair and applying some decent makeup, you were ready to go. You hoped Loki was ready as well, because a look on your phone told you, that it was almost time - and you didn't want to face Tony's diva wrath.

"Babe, are you rea-" Your words died in your throat, when you closed the bathroom door behind yourself; eyes landing on the god. He sat on the big, king-sized hotel bed; legs spread wide and phone in hands - which wasn't an unusual thing. It was the outfit he chose to wear, that took your breath away...

A black shirt, which hugged his arms and torso snugly; causing his biceps to bulge. The sleeves were rolled up, leaving his forearms deliciously bare. He had left the first few buttons of the shirt undone, exposing his chest in an almost sluttish way. With that not enough... Black, tight suit trousers covered his muscular thighs and legs; held together by an equally black leather belt. All this was paired with shiny, black dress shoes.

"Sweet Lord have mercy... Have you planned to get me pregnant all over again, looking like that, or... Perhaps to kill me?" Loki just chuckled, shaking his head, "Absolutely not, my queen." and stood up, "As much as I'd love to do that, though..." straightening his shirt. "I can't, because I already did." He practically growled; winking at you. "I just wanted to give you something to look at. Besides, it's for charity - and you should look adequate on such a big event, right?" You were speechless. Entranced by his look and the words leaving his mouth.

And if this wouldn't have been erotic enough, he overcame it...

Those wild raven locks of his, were bound together, styled into a high manbun, with only a few loose curls being loose; neatly tucked behind his ears. On his fingers twinkled beside his wedding band a few other rings in black and emerald green; completing his outfit. Loki looked drop dead sexy. You could've jumped him. Right then and there - and he knew. Oh, he knew. The mischievous smile and cheeky look he was giving you said it all.

"You are a naughty, cheeky little shit sometimes, do you know that?" Your husband just chuckled once again and stepped over to you, in order to place his big hands on your waist. "I am aware of that, yes - and I know how much you love it." You smiled; trailing your fingertips over his exposed chest. "Hell yes, I do." He smirked mischievously and leaned down to kiss you passionately.

His oceanic blue eyes roamed over your body then; wetting his lips. "You look absolutely stunning as well, my love. Beautiful as ever. I especially appreciate..." His hand found the slit in your dress; cool palm gliding over the hot skin of your thigh. "...this little feature." You giggled like a schoolgirl - high on love and pregnancy hormones. "Thanks, Lokes - but I don't look quite as sexy as you do. You are going to break so many hearts tonight, babe." Loki shook his head. "That may be true, love, but I'd never break yours. Never." "I know."

About twenty minutes later, the whole team - including Pepper, who joined the party a bit later, 'cause she had a meeting this morning - arrived at the charity event, where already a lot of fans and paparazzi waited... At the red carpet. "Are you ready, my love?" Loki asked; taking your hand into his and helping you out of the limousine Tony had rented. "More than ready."

Together, with the other Avengers you set foot on the red carpet; cameras flashing around you like lightning. Loki kept on holding your hand tightly, not letting you go. He still wasn't convinced of your idea in joining all this - him. You noticed it; felt it. Recognized it in the way he acted around you. "Loki! Loki! Loki!" From everywhere around you, fans (mostly girls, of course) and paparazzi screamed his name; literally praising him like the god he was. But Loki only had eyes for you. He didn't give the people that much attention; his number one priority being you - his pregnant wife and mother of his little princess.

Nevertheless, he couldn't help himself but to throw one of his smouldering looks at the crowd, causing several women to faint - you were sure of it. After that, he redirected his attention back to you. "Everything alright, my love?" You nodded, squeezing his hand. "Of course. We're good." Loki gave you a smile, then turned to lean closer to your ear. "Stay close to me, please. I know this is just a charity event. And I am also very aware that you can defend yourself, but I told you once and I'm telling you again... I don't want to risk anything. I hope you understand." There was so much love, adoration and worry in his eyes; it almost caused your legs to give in.

Once more you nodded. "I promise. I promised you already." He smiled the softest of smiles and lifted your hand to his lips, earning a lot of coos and 'Aww's' from the hundreds of people at the display of affection. "Thank you. Somehow, I have a very bad feeling about all this. I don't know why, but... It's present." And Loki was proven right with his gut feeling. He watched you like a hawk during the whole evening, but he couldn't prevent it from happening...

The god was talking together with Bruce to a few of the important people who organized this event, when you were approaching the group of men, after getting yourself something to drink with Pepper. "Apologies to interrupt, but… Babe, do you have a second?" Loki immediately turned to face you, "Sure, darling." and placed a hand on the small of your back. "Please excuse me for a moment, gentlemen, but my lady is in need of me." He gave the men one of his charming gentlemen-like smiles and guided you a bit off sides from all the people.

"What's the matter, my love? Are you alright?" "Actually, I feel a bit woozy and..." You grimaced and placed both your hands on your lower abdomen; Loki's hands following suit. "Uh... Nauseous." Your husband frowned. Sure, this wasn't uncommon and it happened when you were pregnant with Ella as well, but that didn't stop him from being worried and protective. "Do you wish to leave?" "No. It's not that bad. I think I'm just going to pay the bathroom a visit; freshen up a bit and take a breath." Loki nodded, "Alright. I'll accompany you." and was more than ready to walk ahead, when you stopped him. "I think I can do that alone. It's just a visit to the bathroom. I won't be gone for long." The god bit his lip; clearly not convinced by your suggestion. "I don't know, I-" "Hey..." You gently grabbed both his hands squeezing them. "I'll be just fine. I don't want to drag you all across the building just for this. Besides, it's the ladies bathroom and you're a man, so..." Loki sighed, but once again, gave in. "Fine. Be careful, yes? And if it gets worse, we'll leave immediately." "Yes, Sir," you promised and pressed a quick kiss on his lips, before you let go of his hands and left for the bathroom.

Both, Loki's and Bruce's eyes widened immediately. They exchanged one look - and started to run, into the direction from where the woman came from. It led both men into the big, fancy stairwell of the building. Scanning the area, they searched for the said men - and found them quickly. They had barged through the doors on the bottom floor and were now standing in the entrance area, looking up. The Hydra logo shone bright on their black battle suits. "Hydra," stated Bruce, recognising the danger as well. "Stark, get your billionaire ass over here. We have a problem." Loki spoke through his little communication device. Not a second later, Tony flew over their heads, dressed in his suit, of course. "Already on it, Reindeer Games." "We have to get all the people out of here." The god nodded; green seidr washing over his body and changing his suit into his armour. "You do that, Banner. I'll go find Y/N." "No. She'll be alright, Loki. She can look after herself. I firstly need your help. I can't get all those innocent people out of here alone. Tony can distract those guys, but not for long."

That was the last time he had seen you for quite a while. At first, Loki was all cool with it, giving you the time to freshen up and calm your pregnancy symptoms - but after fifteen minutes, he got suspicious and an uneasy feeling started to grow within his stomach. So, he started to look around for you; asking his colleagues on the way, if they had seen you. Unfortunately, they didn't...

"Banner... Have you seen Y/N?" The doctor shook his head. "No, sorry. I haven't seen her in a while to be hon-" Bruce's words got interrupted by a loud noise - causing everyone inside the big hall to freeze. "What was that?" Loki's question didn't need to be answered by Bruce. A woman in black high heels and a sparkling pink dress literally ran inside the hall, screaming. "Guns! Gun! There are men with guns!"

Loki didn't like this. Not at all, but he knew that Bruce was right. If he wouldn't help him, a lot of innocent people would get more than likely hurt or killed. "Fine. Let's go." Bruce nodded and started to run off; Loki following him. "There's an emergency stairway, right down that hall. We'll get them out there."

That's what the two Avengers did then. Evacuating all the people. Loki was unable to stay focused, though. His thoughts were constantly travelling to you. He had a bad feeling about this from the beginning - and he had been right. He just hoped that you were alright...

After emptying your stomach one last time, you walked on slightly wobbly feet out of the cabin and to the sink. Looking in the mirror, you noticed that you were quite a bit pale. Well, no wonder. After throwing up that much... Once more you sighed and turned on the tap to splash yourself with some cold water and to rinse out your mouth to get rid of the foul taste. Then you took some more deep breaths and when you felt slightly better, you decided to find your husband and leave. So, you stepped over to the door and opened it - only to walk into an absolute chaos. It was loud. Gunshots sounded from everywhere. Rubble was laying around; the insides of the building was quite a bit damaged. Then you saw Tony in his suit flying around and shooting at something. You blinked. Whatever it was what happened and what was going on... How could you not notice?! Still in some kind of shock, you walked to the still intact railing of the open hallway, in order to find out what the fuck was happening. A mistake. A wrong decision. A decision your still woozy and foggy brain didn't think through. With horror in your eyes, you witnessed the literal army of what seemed to be Hydra men fighting against Tony and Pepper. Help..., you thought. They needed help. You were about to switch into your fighting mode, when you suddenly heard Loki's voice from far away. "Y/N! Watch out!" The warning came too late. Before you could even make out the sniper from across you, the bullet had hit you already. The force of it threw you to the ground. The last thing you heard before everything got dark, was the heart wrenching scream, which left your husband's lips.

While Loki, Bruce, Tony and even Pepper fought the army of Hydra supporter, you were still in the ladies bathroom; not having a clue what was going on. Yes, you had heard a loud noise, but were too occupied with not missing the toilet bowl while throwing up. On the way to the bathroom, your condition had suddenly switched very fast from 'not that bad' to 'I'm going to throw up any minute now'.

Well, that's where you were now... Hanging over the toilet; literally puking your guts out - all the while trying to not ruin your dress and hair. "Oh gods..." You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You felt awful. Perhaps it was for the best to accept Loki's offer and return to the hotel. But... What to tell the others? The only people who knew of your second pregnancy were Loki, Ella and Natasha. Nobody else. After all, you told your best friend to not tell it a single soul - and you knew you could trust her, so... Bruce wouldn't know. Just like Tony and Pepper. And you had no intention in telling them. At least not now. You wanted to wait until you passed the 'critical' first trimester. Although, the little Frost Giant inside you was growing fast and soon you wouldn't be able to hide it for much longer anyway. Ugh, you thought. Decisions, decisions...

Loki was powerless. He couldn't do anything about it; was too far away from the sniper to stop him. With wide, teary eyes, he saw your body hitting the ground. For a moment, time seemed to stand still for him. He didn't even notice how he screamed. But then the harsh realisation hit him, and he started to run, getting as fast as somehow possible to you.

His heart was beating fast against his ribcage when he saw your limp, seemingly lifeless body - and the tears started to fall rapidly. "No, no, no, no, no!" Loki didn't care that there was a battle going on. All he had on his mind now was you - and his unborn child. He ran over to you and fell to his knees beside you, gently turning your body around. There was blood and a big, gushing wound on your shoulder. Luckily your shoulder. Loki's shaking hand quickly went to check your pulse. It was there. You were alive. Utter relief flooded his body. "Oh thank the Norns, thank the Norns." He praised; voice breaking. But then he noticed how much blood you were losing and that your bullet wound needed medical attention - unless you were going to die. So, he switched on his communication device. "Banner, get over here. Quick. Third floor. Ladies bathroom." The answer came prompt. "On my way." "Bring every medical supply you can find on your way. And hurry up! It's urgent!"

While Bruce was on his way, Loki sat down beside you. He took one hand of yours into his and placed his other hand on the wound. He wouldn't be able to heal you, but he could slow the blood loss. He closed his eyes for a moment; green seidr starting to flow from his palm. "Hold on, my love. Norns, please hold on. I'm here." Loki squeezed your hand, before he gently let go again to cup your lower stomach. Seidr started to pour out of his other hand as well. He tried to feel the baby; knowing well that it was too early for him to feel him or her. And he was right. He couldn't feel them. He couldn't tell if they were alright or not. With a frustrated groan, he stopped his attempt - just as worried as before. Anyways, he had to try, didn't he?

Only a few minutes later, Bruce came running down the hall. The doctor's eyes widened, when he came to witness the scene in front of him. "What happened?!" It was, of course, as clear as a day what had happened, but the question bubbled out of him nevertheless. "Sniper," Loki answered dryly; then quickly removed his hand, so Bruce could take a look. He nodded; examining your shoulder. "There's an exit wound. That's good. Means the bullet went through. Nevertheless, we have to patch this up. Unless she's going to bleed out. We have to get her out of here." Loki clenched his jaw. "I am very aware of that, Dr. Banner," he hissed. "Just do something. I can't lose her." His teary, frightful and worried eyes met Bruce's brown ones. "Please," Loki added, desperately. The doctor nodded and reached for the medical supplies he found on his way... Plasters, bandages, disinfection, gloves and other things. "I'll try my best to stop the bleeding as good as possible, but- Loki, what are you doing?" Bruce witnessed how the god stood up; eyes focused on something across the grand stairwell. "You got her, Banner?" The doctor frowned, "I-I think so, y-yes, what-" and followed Loki's eyes - and realised. There was a Hydra agent - and Bruce had a guess. He could count one and one together. "Loki, no. Leave him be; I-" The god turned around; the fury and anger in his eyes causing Bruce to clap his mouth immediately shut. "You got her, Banner?" He repeated his question, more firmly this time. Bruce nodded; swallowing hard. "Good." His eyes wandered shortly to the man with bright pink hair again - the one who shot you. Loki recognised him, of course. And when he saw him standing there, he lost it. Completely. Rage was taking over his system like venom. "Guard her with your life," he said and started to walk away; adding in a threatening, dark and intimidating voice: "Or you'll be the next."

Led by his untamed wrath, Loki made his way quickly to that one Hydra soldier; killing every other on his way - without even blinking. He was like in a trance; blinded by his anger. That man had almost taken one of his most precious things in his life away from him - and he couldn't just let that pass. That man was going to pay - right now.

The man with pink hair was about to escape through one of the ventilation shafts, when green seidr hit him; causing him to get thrown to the ground. He tried to reach for his rifle, but the god was quick to kick it away and out of reach for him. Before the man could even stand up and defend himself, Loki had picked him up off the hard ground and literally slammed him against the nearest wall; big hand wrapped around his neck. The man's eyes met the god's furious ones - and he just laughed. "What are you waiting for, huh? Kill me." Loki practically growled, squeezing his neck tighter. "Do you even know with whom exactly you are dealing with and what monster you just unleashed by doing what you did?" Again, the man just laughed - not even trying to fight Loki. "For such a smartass god, you are incredibly stupid, Laufeyson." The god's jaw clenched. He was losing his nerves. "What I did was the only reason I came for. Killing Agent Y/L/N was my job; knowing very well that I'd die here tonight doing it - because of you. So, what are you waiting for. Do it." Those words caused Loki to laugh dangerously - almost hysterically. This man really thought he had killed you. "Possibly. But you are the fool - not me. Being so stupid and trying to take my wife away from me… You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into, little mortal," Loki whispered in a threatening voice and started to shapeshift into his Jotun form.

The man's eyes widened in shock. He didn't know. He didn't know. Loki was towering over him now; ruby eyes glowing dangerously red. "Not so brave and impudent now, are we?" The man just swallowed; still gazing at Loki shocked. "I told you. You have no idea what monster you unleashed..." He stated once more, tightened his grip a bit. "Tell me, mortal... You've got a family?" The man nodded, unable to form any words, due to Loki's strong grip. "A wife? Children?" Another nod. "So you are a father, just like me and nevertheless you agree to take the life of an innocent child's mother? That is pathetic. Weak. Cowardly. You disgust me." Loki spat. "And with that not enough... You almost took two lifes." The man's eyes widened to the size of plates; connecting the dots. "That's right. She's with child. I don't know yet if your headless, rash assassination hurt them, but… You better pray it didn't." And again, Loki tightened his grip, before conjuring a dagger - made out of ice, "But... Actually, if I think this through, you don't have to pray, because you won't get to know. It's time to pay." and rammed the dagger into his stomach, causing the man's jaw to drop and a breathless scream to leave his lips. Loki twisted the dagger and let go of him. The man fell to the ground, gasping and gurgling. The god rounded the man – like a predator its prey, before he squatted down beside him, shifting back into his Æsir form. "Next time you try to take my family away from me, do it right - or better... Don't even try it. Although, I highly doubt there will be a next time." With a clasp on the dying man's shoulder, Loki sauntered away. He had to do it. He just had to.

After Bruce had turned the Quinjet on autopilot; giving it the coordinations of the next hospital, which was fifteen minutes away, he returned to you and Loki. He checked on your wound - which was oozing a bit of blood again, but not as much. Loki's seidr and Bruce's pressure bandage had helped, but so slowly the fabric of the bandage turned from white to red as well... "I already informed the hospital. They'll be ready when we arrive," he informed the god, who stared at your unconscious body. "Good." His eyes were focused on your stomach. Loki was utterly afraid and worried, that the blood loss this bullet wound caused, could've harmed the baby. He just couldn't shake off that thought. It drove him crazy not to know - up to the point where he couldn't take it anymore. So, he had no other option but to tell Bruce...

As soon as he had quenched his thirst for revenge, his mind wandered - of course, back to you. So, without further ado, he made his way back to you.

Bruce was luckily still sitting by your side; two lifeless Hydra men laying a few meters away from them. "How is she?" Loki asked immediately. The doctor turned at the god's voice; facing him. "For the moment, stable. I stopped the bleeding, but the point still stands... She needs medical attention." Then Banner looked Loki up and down, swallowing. "Did you...?" He knew what Bruce meant, and nodded. "I had to." Loki stepped closer to you and knelt down, "Let's get her out of here and to the Quinjet." and gently took you in his arms; carrying you bridal style. "Back me up?" Bruce nodded, and turned quickly to Hulk; watching out for any enemies to come your way.

The three of you made it out of the building and to the Quinjet without any further incident. While Bruce started the engines, Loki laid you slowly down on the stretcher. "Stark. Banner and I are on the Quinjet now, bringing Y/N into a hospital and-" "Yes, yes, I know. Bruce told me. Make sure she's alright." "Are you able to make this without us?" "What kind of question is that, Reindeer Games? Pepper and I are almost done here. The civilians are safe and sound and the Hydra men reduced to a group of ten." Loki rolled his eyes at Tony's comment. "Fine."

"Banner, would you check her stomach and lower abdomen, please?" The doctor frowned. "Why? She's been shot in the shoulder, not in the stomach and-" "Just do it!" Loki cut him off; almost screaming at the man. "Alright, alright, I'll do it. Calm down, man." He went to grab a little device and held it over your stomach. Looking down at the miniature display, and not expecting to find something, Bruce's eyes suddenly widened. He lifted his head, gazing with surprise and a little shocked at the god. "Loki, that... There's... Y/N, she... She's-" "Pregnant, yes." Loki finished his sentence. "That's why I asked you to check. Is the baby alright?" Bruce blinked, and nodded. "Y-Yes, I... As far as I can tell, y-yes." "Oh thank the Norns," the god breathed out relieved. He took your hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze, all the while he leaned down to pepper your stomach with little kisses. "Our baby is okay, my love... They are alright - and you'll be too, I promise," Loki sobbed into the fabric of your dress; holding on to you.

As for Bruce, he clearly needed a moment to grasp this. "How far along is she? How... How long do you know?" Loki turned his head to Bruce and smiled through his tears. "About ten weeks. She told me a month ago, right after she found out. Well, Ella told me, but yes..." Bruce couldn't help but smile as well. He was, of course, happy for you and Loki. "Well, in that case... Congratulations." "Thank you. I'm honestly a bit surprised that Romanoff didn't tell you anything." The doctor's eyes widened. "Natasha knew?!" Loki nodded. "She was the only one who knew. She was with Y/N when she found out." Banner nodded, "Makes sense." before he went to land the Quinjet. "Let's get her help - as fast as possible."

"Mr. Laufeyson, Sir." A doctor ripped him out of his thoughts. Loki literally jumped to his feet, looking at the young man with anticipation and hope. "How is she?" "She's alright according to the circumstances." The god let out a deep, relieved breath he didn't know he was holding. "Oh Norns… Thank you." "She was lucky that the bullet went through and we didn't have to operate." "Is the baby alright?" Not that Loki didn't trust Bruce, but he'd rather have it checked twice - and besides, Loki had to tell the doctors that you were pregnant anyways. "Yes. The baby is safe and sound." He took a deep breath, nodding. "Can I go to her?" "Of course."

While the doctors looked after you and patched the wound up, Loki sat on a chair in front of the wooden door in the white, empty hallway, waiting. Bruce had returned to Tony and Pepper.

Fear and worry were still very present in the god's head, but also guilt. He felt utterly guilty. Guilty of taking you with him on this damn event. Guilty of not accompanying you to the toilets - as stupid as it might sound. Guilty of not having been able to protect you - and his baby. It weighed him down. And nevertheless... He couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't change the past. It happened; and the most important thing now was that you were going to be alright.

No ten minutes later, Loki was sitting by your bedside; your hand in his and patiently waiting for you to wake up. To his sheer relief, he didn't have to wait long. Your eyes fluttered open; blinking; needing to adjust to the bright light. "L-" Loki was it you wanted to say, but your throat felt dry, causing you to not even get his name out. Your husband reacted immediately, of course and reached for the glass of water on your bedside table; gently helping you to drink. "T-Thank you." "Of course, my love." Then you looked around. "Loki, where... Where am I?" "In the hospital." You blinked, before you started to smile. "I survived this?" Loki couldn't help but chuckle softly. "For sure! Do you think I'd let the most important being in my life die?" You smiled even wider, shaking your head. "See?" Loki smiled as well, squeezing your hand. "How are you feeling? Are you in pain?" You shook your head. "No, but... I feel utterly tired." Apparently were the pain killers working just fine yet. "Good, that's good. But you should rest then. Give yourself and our child time to overcome this accident." Your eyes widened on an instant at Loki's words; free hand flying to clutch your stomach (It was luckily not your hurt arm). "Oh my g-gosh, the baby! Are they alright?!" You panicked for a moment, but Loki was quick to reassure you. He placed his free hand on yours. "Don't worry, darling. They are completely fine." "T-Thank god."

Loki's expression changed suddenly; the guilty feeling returning. "My love, I am so sorry. This all is my fault. I promised to protect you... And I failed. I-I wasn't there when you needed me and-" You shook your head, interrupting him. "Let me stop you right there, babe." Intertwining your hand with his, you looked him deeply in his stunning blue eyes. "This is absolutely not your fault. I am the one to blame for this. Not you. I chose to accompany you. I chose to go alone to the bathroom. It was me, not you. You did your absolute best and protected me the best you could." Loki blinked. "But-" "Ah.Ah. No but's. Please... Don't blame yourself."

Your husband took a deep breath; running a hand through his luscious curls. "I... I could've lost you, Y/N. And our child. Ella could've lost her mother." "I know... But you didn't. Ella didn't. I'm here. I'm alive. The baby is alive. We are both okay - and we will make this. My shoulder's going to heal." Despite your words, there was still hesitation in his eyes. So, you tugged gently at his hand, "C'mere." encouraging him to lean down. He did what you asked him to, and leaned down. You didn't hesitate; pulled him instantly in a kiss. It was so loving and intense; almost taking Loki's breath away. "Stop. Blaming. Yourself," you mumbled in between kisses. Loki couldn't help but smirk; brushing your nose with his. "Only if you keep on kissing me." "Pfft," you laughed and shook your head, but kept on kissing him.

Once Loki assured himself, that you were, indeed alright - according to the circumstances, he decided to take a trip home and tell Ella and his parents what had happened. He had to. So, he stayed with you the whole day, night and even the next day, before he left on the following morning; travelling to Asgard.

"My, my, what do we have here? Is this a tea party? And I am not invited?" Loki asked; approaching them. Ella's head snapped, of course, immediately into his direction after hearing her father's voice. "Daddy!" She squeaked out excitedly and scrambled to stand up. Loki knew what was about to come, so he squatted down and opened his arms. Ella came running and threw herself into Loki's awaiting embrace. He swiped her off her feet and lifted the girl up; hugging her tightly. Ella giggled; both her little arms tangling around his neck. "Ah, my little princess... I missed you." "I missed you too, daddy." Loki kissed her cheek, before letting her down again.

"Welcome back, prince Loki." Heimdall greeted him with a bow of his head. Loki gave him a nod. "Heimdall." "Bear my best recovery wishes for her - and congratulations." The prince smiled. "Thank you. I shall do that."

On a horse, the god made his way to the palace. "Greetings, my prince." The guards welcomed him and let him inside, of course, where he asked for his daughter and parents. Loki got told, that Ella was with his mother in the royal gardens and the Allfather caught up in a court meeting with the royal advisors of the king from Svartalfheim. So, Loki went to the gardens. He could already see his princess and mother from afar. They were sitting on a soft blanket, which laid underneath a cherry tree, in order to shield them from the sun. Both of them had tea cups in their hands and he could swear that he also saw two big slices of cake. Loki couldn't help the smile, which spread over his lips at the scene in front of him - and when he heard Ella's sweet laughter, it only widened.

Frigga just watched with a smile on her face. She loved seeing her son being a father. "Mother," Loki greeted her; kissing her cheek as well. "Hello, son. You're back early." At her words, the god got taken back in time; remembering what had happened. "I know. I'll explain. But first..." He turned back to Ella, tickling her. Again, she bursted into fits of giggles. "I'd like to have a biiiig slice of cake. It looks so very delicious. Princess, would you go to the kitchen and ask Bjørn, if he would be so nice and give me a slice?" "O-Okay, daddy," Ella panted; still giggling and trying to recover from her dad's tickle attack. "You're a treasure, thank you." Ella smiled, then hopped away. The skirts of her pink summer dress billowing in the wind; raven curls, which just reached her shoulders, bobbing.

"I have the feeling you want to tell me something without my grandchild listening..." Frigga noted. She wasn't stupid. Loki nodded, "I do, mother." and swallowed. "I... Have good news and bad news." Loki pondered about with which news to start, but then decided on the good news. His parents didn't know yet that they were going to be grandparents - again. Perhaps this was the time to tell them. Well, at least Frigga. He'd come around the next few days to tell his father as well. Actually, Loki wanted to do this with you, but... The current circumstances didn't allow it. Hopefully you wouldn't be mad at him...

"The good news is; Y/N is... Well, she's pregnant again."

For the second time, Frigga's eyes widened - but this time out of shock. "Oh by the Norns! How is she?! Did it affect your child?" "She's alright - according to the circumstances. The bullet went through, so they didn't need to operate. She lost a lot of blood, but we made it in time to the hospital. Luckily, it didn't affect the child. They are safe and sound, steadily growing in their mother's womb." A relieved breath left the Allmother's lips. "Indeed... That's why I am back earlier. I'll take Ella with me now and tell her. Y/N's dying to see her baby again," he stated with a small chuckle. Frigga nodded. "Of course, my son." Just in that moment, they noticed Ella returning - carrying a plate with a big slice of cake on top. "Please greet her and wish her all the best. And tell us if she's getting better!" Loki took his mother's hand and squeezed it. "I will do that, for sure."

Frigga's eyes widened. "Pregnant?" The god nodded with a smile; almost unable to hold back the tears. "Yes, mother. We're having another baby." The queen gasped; hand flying to cover her mouth. She tried to hold back the tears again. "Oh Loki..." She more or less sobbed, before lunching forwards to hug him. "That's wonderful, son. I'm so delighted and happy for you and Y/N." Loki hugged her even tighter. "Me too. I'm honestly a little surprised that Ella didn't tell you. Well, we told her to not do it, but... You know how excited, small children are... We wouldn't have been mad at her if it had slipped past her lips, but well..." Frigga just giggled. "It would've been a great way to find out as well." "Oh definitely!" Loki chuckled; pausing. "I, uh, wish to tell father as well. I'm coming back in the next few days as soon as he has got more time." His mother smiled, "My lips shall be sealed then." but it dropped quite quickly again. "I'm a little afraid of the bad news now..."

"Well..." Loki started; thoughts returning to the accident once more. "We, um, we were on that charity event and... And there was an attack." He fumbled with his fingers. "I swore to protect Y/N and couldn't in that very moment. She's... She's been shot in the shoulder and is in the hospital now."

After Loki had eaten the delicious cake and spent a bit of quality time with his mother and daughter; he decided to return to you, taking Ella with him. They both bid their goodbyes and off they went through the Bifrost; only to land in a hospital - much to Ella's confusion...

"Uhh, daddy? Why are we in a hospital?" The little girl looked around; seemed quite a bit frightened. "Where's... Where's mommy?" Loki's heart felt already heavy; having to tell his child what had happened. He took a deep breath and squatted down in front of Ella, to be on eye-level with her, and took her smaller hands in his. "You know we were away to attend an Avengers thingy?" She nodded; getting visibly more nervous and angsty. "Unfortunately, we've got attacked by some really bad guys and... Mommy got hurt - but she's okay, sweetheart! She has a wound that needs to heal, but she will be perfectly fine!" Loki immediately went to calm her down, since her eyes started to get watery; tears running down her cheeks promptly. "M-Mommy's hurt? What happened?" The god swallowed. "A man tried to shoot mommy and hit her shoulder," Loki explained; gently wiping the little girl's tears away with his thumbs.

"Can… Can I see mommy?" "Of course, princess. That's why we're here." He smiled softly; looking down at his daughter, who resembled him so much. "Come here." Loki then just scooped her up in his arms; hugging her and carrying her to the room you were in. He didn't care that Ella got heavier so slowly; being not a toddler anymore. She held onto her dad, burying her face in his neck and hair. It had been clearly a shook for the little girl to learn that her mother was hurt in a hospital...

Loki gently knocked on your door and waited patiently for an answer. "Come in!" You were awake. Loki freed one hand and opened the door; stepping inside. Your eyes immediately lit up, when you saw your husband and daughter. You were so happy to see Ella. You had missed her - a lot. When you saw that Loki was carrying her, you knew exactly what was going on...

"Princess, hey," you greeted Ella softly, after your husband had carried her over to your bed. She was still clinging to her dad, but when she felt your touch on her back and especially heard your voice, her head snapped to face you. Her cheeks were reddened - just like her eyes, in which were still tears glistening. It definitely teared at your heartstrings. "Oh no, sweetie... Come here." You opened your arm (the one which wasn't hurt) for her. Loki immediately let her down and she didn't hesitate even a second; ran into your arm as quickly as possible. Sure, Ella had to overcome the obstacle which was the hospital bed; but that didn't stop her.

"Mommy," she sobbed; clinging now to you. She may have been already a big girl, but in moments like this, she was still just a child - which was more than alright. "Don't cry, baby. I'm ok." You stroked her hair in a reassuring manner and pressed soft, little kisses to the crown of her head. Exchanging a look with your husband, you could tell that it hurt him as well; seeing his daughter sad and crying. It always did.

Once you managed to calm her down, you were in for a long round of cuddles. Ella laid in your arm, cuddled against your side. At some point she had just slept in. Perhaps from the exciting vacation she's been on. Perhaps from the shock. Anyways, you were just glad she had calmed down - and so was Loki, who sat beside your bed on a chair. His oceanic blue eyes watching over you and his princess. He still had to tell you that his mother knew now about the little wonder growing within you, but that was a story for another time.

#the baby fever au #loki x reader #loki laufeyson #loki x female reader #loki x you #tom hiddleston x reader #loki x y/n #loki fanfiction #loki fluff #loki #loki laufeyson x reader #loki angst

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depressopax · 8 months

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LCDP character valentines day headcanons

Fandom - La Casa de papel/Money Heist

Pairing: Nairobi - Berlin - Denver - Tokyo - Professor - Alicia Sierra - Bruce - Cameron - x gender neutral reader Genre: Fluff Warning(s): No smuts, but suggestive themes. Reader is gender neutral. Words: 1.3K Summary: How do the LCDP characters celebrate valentines together with reader? English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 AO3 link soon

I made one of Breaking Bad characters, so ofc I gotta make one for my babygirls in LCDP 🫶

Enjoy and happy valentines day to y'all!!!

(single gang wya?)

Nairobi

Nairobi LOVES valentine’s day.

Cheesy stuff is her favorite thing - romance movies, dates etc…

So for Valentine's Day, she wants to have a big celebration with you.

She makes plans weeks ahead, booking a weekend for the two of you.

She likes taking you on roadtrips and also going on mini vacations to other towns

So that’s what she does on february 14.

She doesn’t GAF if it’s in the middle of the week, you’re going lmao

Of course she’s also brought you gifts, probably some jewelry or a plushie. …Maybe both, actually.

Her face lights up when you hand her a gift too.

Will be all over you with kisses

She takes a lot of photos of and with you, and everything the two of you see and do. She wants to document it all and look back at it.

The day is spent at the hotel, going to a spa, sightseeing or just a candlelit dinner, whichever you prefer.

She also books the fancy room, making sure the two of you have some privacy for the nights… ;)

Berlin

Cheesy, romantic mf man

Andrés would spend a ridiculous amount of money for valentines day 😭

No but fr, you’d have to stop him from spontaneously paying for a trip to another country.

He treats this damn “holiday” like it is a life or death situation

Which can be both charming, but a bit concerning.

Luckily, he listens to you and decides on going for a weekend away instead. …His treat, of course

He books the two of you into some romantic spa hotel, and takes you out for fancy dinners.

Of course… Gifts, too.

He buys you those things you’ve half mentioned wanting earlier. He memorizes everything you say, basically.

He does all of this, yet still gets flustered when you give him something back. “Mi amor… You… You didn’t have to.” Meanwhile he has a big grin on his face, feeling grateful for every single thing you do.

The weekend away is full of love, relaxation and… Passion 🤭

“King of valentines day”, what can I say?

Denver

I love Denver, but he is pretty forgetful.

He remembered it was Valentine's Day the same morning.

But this doesn’t mean he doesn't make an effort.

He loves you, and even if you don’t care that much about it being february 14, he wants to show his love to you.

He rushes to the store to buy you flowers and some other gift.

He takes you out on a date in the afternoon, making sure he looks extra nice for you.

The date is something romantic, yet fun.

Either an amusement park, picnics somewhere beautiful, ice/roller skating… You name it.

When exchanging gifts, he feels bad for almost forgetting, but you don’t seem bothered at all, just happy to be with him.

He gets excited when you hand him over a gift, feeling damn lucky to have you in his life.

He doesn’t care what you give him, just happy you had him in mind.

Although, if you were to be angry at him, he has more surprises waiting once home iykwim ;)

Tokyo

A bit like Denver, but at least she remembers the day before lmao

…Might be because you reminded her

She feels bad, tho, so she makes sure to buy you something and also flowers.

Tokyo doesn’t hate valentines day, but does find it annoying with all lovey-dovey couples.

But she loves you, and defies her dislike for the day.

She warms up a bit at your reaction to the gifts, tho.

And loves what you get for her.

Doesn’t matter what it is, it will be her new comfort item, and a reminder of her love for you.

She takes you out for a romantic dinner, but then drags you out to the club.

She just wants to party the night away whilst keeping you close, showing everyone that you’re hers.

The night probably ends with the two of you making out on the dance floor, and taking it somewhere more private…

Professor

This man…

He’s not used to “celebrating” valentines day, so he is awkward about it.

Probably pleads Andrés for his help to pick out a gift to you and give him advice

…Although he ends up roasting his ideas/suggestions, since they’re too bold, perverted or cheesy.

Still, he ends up taking some advice.

Homeboy just wants to give you a good day

And he does.

Sergio ends up going for the classic - flowers, suit and romantic dinner.

Also buys you some gift, just simply something he knows you like/need.

Although he’s a bit nervous/awkward at first, being around you makes him less tense.

He totally stops functioning when you smile and give him what you bought for him

Legit a blushing mess lmao

It ends up being a good valentines day, and you make sure to thank him in more than one way 🤭

Alicia Sierra

Alicia has a busy job, but she tries taking a day off, or at least the afternoon - to spend it with you.

She’s not that cheesy.

She likes Valentine's Day, since it is a day of “celebration”, but she usually doesn’t bother with it.

Until things got real with you.

She buys some simple (but probably expensive) gift and some flowers and picks you up with her car.

She takes you out to watch some movie and then to her place, where she’s fixed a candlelit dinner.

That way, you have more privacy and focus on each other.

Alicia likes spoiling you, even if she doesn’t admit so out loud.

That’s why she looks so smug as you open the wrapping paper to the piece of jewelry she brought.

The gift she got from you, she carefully places in her living room, where she can look at it all the time.

After dinner, you spend the night at her place.

You won’t be sleeping much, tho… ;)

Bruce

Bruce sees Valentine's Day as a chance to impress you.

Sure, you're already his, but he still wants to seduce you.

He’ll have you sleep over the night before, and wake you up with breakfast in bed, and also give you the gift he’s brought.

Might not be the best food, but at least he made it with love lol

Literally spends the whole day pampering you, making you feel like a royal, which is his only goal.

And you do the same for him.

Which is pretty easy. A couple of kisses, and you’re all his.

Which is why he got so emotional when you gave him a gift too.

The day is spent with home spa, watching movies, making out, and either ordering food or takeaway.

Basically just a day where the two of you relax together and do other fun stuff, happy to have found each other.

Cameron

Due to her last relationship, she’s not that fond of valentines day.

She doesn’t see the point in being extra affectionate once a year, when you can do so everyday.

Still, you buy her a valentine's gift and surprise her with flowers.

She’s stunned at first, then flustered, and then smiles, pulling you into a kiss.

As a thank you, she takes you out on a date.

Together, the two of you like adrenaline and action.

So of course, you either go to an amusement park, or go sightseeing on her motorcycle, with you sitting behind her, hands wrapped around her hips as she speed drives through town.

The rest of the day, you explore random places together, taking pictures and making memories.

Cameron can’t help but just stare at you, feeling so incredibly lucky to have you.

You go to some cozy restaurant to eat.

Once going home, it’s getting dark.

The two of you can’t keep hands to yourself during the trip home

So you end up doing that at the most random place

Afterwards, you are cuddled up and stargazing.

Although you’re supposed to watch the stars, you and Cameron only has eyes for each other, tbh <3

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emb-bbg445 · 1 year

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The game

Black!fem y/n

Summary: you and miles go to a game with some of your friends and you come across an ex guy bsf who had secretly had a crush on you.

Warning:some fluff, lil make out,cussing, a bit of the n word

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The black Toyota then stops at the front entrance of the school. "Bye mom, thanks for dropping me off." You said as you then stepped out the car gently with you're phone in your other hand. "No prolem. Stay safe, and call me if you need anything." She said. You then close the door and start walking up to the gate, looking for your close friend, Miles. You two had been hanging out for quite some time, y'all would flirt from time to time, and you sorta started to catch feelings. But you didn't want to ruin yalls friendship.

You then pay for your football ticket and cross through the gate and see Miles waiting for you. Your eyes light up and you then walk up to him. And give him a hug. "Hey Miles."You said wrapping you arms around him. "Cmon, you gotta mean some of my friends. They'll really like you!" You said with excitement. You then take his hand and start rushing towards the bleachers to where a bunch of other people were. Him slightly tripping on how fast you were rushing. "Hold up Ma, slow down." He said forming a smile.

You then look around for your group. "Y/N!" A voice shouts on the opposite direction of you. You then turn your head to see your best friend and your other friends waiting for you. You then smile and rush over to her and hug her as you two squeal from being reunited. Mile's watched in the distance. He smiled at how happy you were. He then slowly walked over and stood beside you. "Oh I'd like you guys to meet someone. This is my friend, Miles." You say stepping aside for him.

He then waves at then slightly and you all head over to the bleachers and start talking. Y'all catch up on some of your stories of how Highschool was going. After all some of these friends you hadn't seen since middle school, so you were really happy to reunite and catch up.

You all spend the next 2 hours sharing stories about some people in the past and how things are going with them as the night starts to settle in. "Oh yea y/n, remember Dominic?"ybsf/n asks. You then roll your eyes in realization and remembrance of him. "I heard he tried joining the football team, and he couldn't even deadlift 60lbs!" And and your best friend laughed at the random boy she brought up. Miles eyes widen at your guys sudden conversation. "Who the fuck is Dominic?" Miles asked curiously.

"Oh it was just this guy I used to be friends with. I used to have a crush on him, but that nigga then started acting weird as shit." You said rolling your eyes. "What do you mean weird as shit?" Miles asked once more. "He was always staring at me, he got me something on Valentine's Day, but then again he would always treat me a certain way, and he was such a fucking bitch. He was such a hypocrite, he was extremely selfish, and he was just overall a bad person." You continued.

"I just disliked him because not only did he act like he liked me-which he most likely did- but he would also say he didn't, and then go off and start caring about the people I had crushes on!" You yelled angrily. Just the thought of that boy made you so pissed off. "Wouldn't he also make fun of you for having Dark skin??" One of your friends asked. "OH YEA! That nigga was so fucking racist! Like how are you that disloyal to your people??"

Miles then stared at you listening to you rant about this extremely horrible friend you had in the past. "Oh Hermosa, he shouldn't have treated you like that. Your skin is perfect just how it is." Miles said concerned. You then smile at his comment. "Thanks Miles." Suddenly, a voice then shouted out your name. "YO Y/N!"

You then turned your head to see the one and only. Dominic. Him and his friend group were down at the bottom standing watching you, some of them giggling on the side.

You then suck your teeth and walk down to him and his friend group backs up. "The hell you want Dominic?" You asked, annoyed at his sudden appearance.

"Damn you just gon come after to me like that? Not no Hi or Hello??"

"Just get to the point please." You roll your eyes.

He then looks you up and down and smiles. You then scrunch your nose disgusted at his sudden gesture. "You look great tonight" he says flirtatiously. "What are you tryna say?" You ask as your eyes widen. He sighs.

"Look the truth is..I've liked you for so long. And I can't take it any longer. I wish I said somethin' sooner, but I honestly thought you were the most beautiful girl I ever laid my eyes on." His friends then start Ooooing in the back getting hyped at him. You then sigh and take a deep breath.

"Look man imma keep it a buck but... I don't like you like that. First off you're extremely immature, your very toxic, you don't give a shit about your appearance, or hygiene. Uhh not to mention you couldn't even describe you're own personality like nigga you literally didn't fucking have one. You don't care about your grades whatsoever ever- you basically don't give a shit about yourself whatsoever, and you damn sure didn't give one about mine when we were friends from the way you treated me. So what makes me think you're gonna treat me better in a relationship?"

The way his friends faces dropped in shock from your reasoning was outrageous. "Woww okay you dirty fuckin monkey bitch! You just not finna get wit me??!" He yells. He then backs down when you then feel a sudden hand on your waist.

"Do we have a problem nigga?"

It was Miles. He then stared at your ex guy best friend with dead, narrow eyes. The then looks down in defeat. "N-no.. no we don't" he says walking away back to his friend group.Miles then noticed your face still full of emotion. "Cmon, let's leave." He says still holding onto your waist. You guys then walk out and walk around the school building, and he just hears you rant non stop about the whole situation and how much of a horrible person your ex guy best friend still was. "Y/n stop." Miles kept repeating, but you couldn't stop rambling about the guy.

"Ma please, stop." He says now assertively and taking you by the shoulders turning you to face him. "Oh...I-I'm sorry Miles, I didn't mean to-"Stop apologizing as well."

"Oh..okay, what's wrong?" You ask surprised. Your heart starts to slowly accelerate as you two were now face to face. You could feel his breath near your neck. "Because the second I heard and saw that man, and the way he treated you, I wanted to punch him so hard he gets a dislocated and broken nose, throw you over my shoulder, and take you home."

Your heart quickens in pace. "What?" You say faintly. "I'm saying I want to be more than friends Princesa." You two then stare at each other, him at this point pinning you against the dry brick walls. He then moves his hands to your waist and pushes you against him pressing his lips onto yours. You then slowly melt into the kiss returning it. You then wrap your arms around his neck as he then roams his hands around your body as if it's something new to explore.

He then goes lower to your hips and down to your thighs lifting you up. Feeling the fabric of your cargos. You then wrap your legs around his waist as he slightly grips your legs to not let you go. He then pulls away to look at you again. "I like you too." You say to reply to his comment earlier. He then starts kissing you around your jawline and down your neck. Tickling your neck slightly as you then hold your hands on his head. He then goes back to your lips and continues to kiss you.

All of a sudden, somebody yells your full government name. You and Miles stop kissing and turn to see your friend group catching you two in the act. "Called it!" Your best friend yelled. Miles then lets you down gently. "Sorry. I forgot to tell y'all I left" you say in embarrassment. "Girl it's nothin. But the game just ended Fr, so erybody kinda leavin. Yall wanna go get sum to eat wit us?" She asked.

You then turned to Miles and gave him a look. He approved and took your hand. You and your friends now walking to the car to head off as you text your mom on where you were soon to be.

#miles morales #miles morales prowler #across the spiderverse #spiderman #best friends #enemies to lovers #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles x you

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eddiestattoos · 2 months

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Writer Interview!

Tagged by @aintgonnatakethis 💙💙💙

About me

When did you start writing?

I mean. Of course I did writing projects in high school but as far as personal stuff (aka my fics) I was 20

Are there different genres or themes you enjoy reading other than the ones you write?

I mean, sure! I got nothing specific off the top of my head but considering my writing spectrum isn't spectacularly broad, I've been sure to have read something outside of my writing topics

Is there an author you want to emulate or are compared to often?

I've never been one to try to copy others. I admire a ton of y'all and wish I could do better at that in some aspects, but I'm not about to take the words off anyone else's paper so to speak

Can you tell me a little about your writing space?

Generally me, my laptop, on my bed. Some kind of music playing. Generally one of my fandom playlists and most commonly on the weekends

What's your most effective way to muster up a muse?

I honestly... do not have an answer for that. It's a delicate daydream most of the time I guess. My delicate I mean fleeting. I can lose the plot

Did the place(s) you grew up in influence the people and/or places you write

Well I mean technically my mother did get me into the show I wrote my first fic for but as far as where I've taken some of those? Gotta say no

Are there any reoccurring themes in your writing? If so, do they surprise you?

I am a sucker for h/c in any form (emotional, sickfic, injury, etc). Which I mean. Isn't an entire shocker, considering what I've been interested in television and story wise. It's not all my fics but it's around.

About My Characters

Would you please tell me about your current favourite character?

I don't know much about the characters that are consuming much of my brain right now so we won't get into that. So let's talk about Sara Sidle (and Nick Stokes). They have such a beautiful sibling dynamic (and there's a ton of shippers out there who are totally valid I see you). Anyway I've talked about Nick in detail (here). But Sara. She's far from my favourite character on the show but she is a character I've particularly enjoyed writing (especially with him). I have the same vibe with Chloe from Smallville. Very fun to write, not my fave to watch in the first half (and this rewatch I'm currently on hasn't helped)

Which of your characters would you be friends with in real life?

Welp I don't have ocs really so I'm gonna say Sam Carter. I'll join the shopping trips with her and Vala. (I got stuck on this one ok. But she is very sweet I love her we could be friends)

Which of your characters would you dislike the most if you met them?

Rodney McKay. More than likely.

Tell me about the process of coming up with characters.

Again, not an oc girly. But if I do add a side character to a story, it's always one that's connected to a canon character in some way (child, long lost friend, kid they mentored)

Do you notice any recurring traits/themes in your characters?

Nothing specific, no. I don't think so

How do you picture your characters?

My loves, my babies, my besties, my friends. I love these silly guys

About My Writing

What's your reason for writing?

It's a hobby, something I enjoy. I decided to start writing the random daydream csi fic one day and haven't turned back

Is there any specific comment or type of comment from readers that you find particularly motivating?

Honestly? Anything positive. Any joy y'all have in reading is joy I take into writing more. Especially with this long sga project I took on. Some days I'm like this is a massive hole I dug and then there's even a "great update" and I'm like thank you thank you thank you

How do want to be thought about by your readers?

I'm just trying my best out there, I hope people enjoy what I write. And I'm open to chatting do come by we can talk we can be friends!

What do you feel is your greatest strength as a writer?

I think I never lose the essence of the character. I'll always take pride in my characterization skills

Have you been told your greatest strength as a writer by others?

I do remember a couple comments about good poignancy in particularly emotional moments. Which I will definitely take. I do love those scenes and the one in particular is one of my proudest

How do you feel about your own writing?

I love it. Some of it's bad, cringey even. But I am not immune to rereading and thoroughly enjoying my own work

If you were the last person on earth, would you still write?

It's a strong possibility. It'd be a way to keep entertained. And as I said. Will reread.

When you write, are you influenced by what others might enjoy reading, do you write purely for yourself, or is it a mix of both?

I mean it's mostly me, I can't lie. But I have done a couple requests. I'm not actively seeking them but it's been fun when I have. But not to sound like a broken record, rereads! I stick to where I'm comfortable and what I'm comfortable putting out there from me for people to see

Tagging @sga-owns-my-soul @hearteyesmcgarrett @ilkkawhat @jencsi @malcolm-reeds-pineapple and any other writers! Do tell if you wish! Consider me your interviewer!

(PS sorry to snag this but there's a handy template for either mobile or desktop here at the end)

#tag games #frostys fics

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alykatsevents · 8 months

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She/they, pansexual and asexual, 19

Fandoms: hazbin hotel romantic male matchup please!

I have blueish-gray eyes with red hair that's in a side shave (like one side on my hair is shaved). I am chubby, I have tons of freckles except on my face. I like wearing emo style clothes or comfy clothes like hoodies and sweats. I hate dresses and shorts, I don't like showing off skin. I do have tattoos 3 of them for rn, legend of Zelda one, one about my mom and one about a trip I took.

Likes: anything with drawing/painting, games including board games.

Dislikes: driving (I refuse to get a driver's license it's a huge fear of mine.) I'm not scared of being in a car just driving it.

Isfp-t, I am a cancer. People say I have rbf (resting bitch face). Though I am really nice to people, unless they mess with the people I care about then I couldn't care less about them. I try to be helpful when I can. When I am around people I know, I can be loud and talkative (the loud part isn't on purpose it's just when I'm happy or excited and yes I have been told to quiet down or to shut up because of it.) I tend to put people a lot before myself. I don't really like talking about my personal issues to anyone and can be known as the therapy friend. It's the opposite though when I'm around people I don't know, I'll be quiet and not wanting to interact. I have adhd, depression and anxiety (wonderful I know). When I do get upset I don't talk and won't interact until I have calmed down. I do cuss a lot though I'm more careful when I'm around kids/people I don't know. If I have a fight with someone I prefer to sit and talk it out and hate it when they walk away from me when I'm just trying to talk to them. I tend to hide who I really am towards people, putting on a mask or a persona if you wanna call it that.

//if you need anything else just message me and thank you!! ♥️

I match you with...

Husk!

~Your description reminded me a lot of Angel Dust in general, So I thought this would be a good match up

~Husk spends most of his time at the bar, Fixing alcoholic drinks for you and if you don't like alcohol, he'll just make regular drinks for you

~He has the drinks premade for you when you first wake up

~He likes to keep y'all's relationship more on the private side, due to the fact he is deeply scared of Alastor holding you over his head

~He's not the best at drawing but he'll draw with you if you want him too

~He's rather insecure about his looks so that is something you'll have to reassure him about it, With him reassuring anything you might be insecure about

~He hates it when y'all fight so when your ready to sit down and talk, he's ready

~He adores your tattoos and traces over them when he can

~His love language is gift giving so he'll gift you drinks, pencils, colored pencils, anything you need

~He adores you but doesn't show it, He's scared it could be used against him, It's hell for fucks sake

~With both of y'all's resting bitch faces, anyone is anxious to approach yall

~He keeps reminding you to take care of yourself and put yourself first

~If you use fidget toys he keeps them in a drawer in the bar so anytime you need them, he has em for you

~Your the only one he lets touch his wings

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel matchup #Hazbin Hotel matchups #Alykat's matchups

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ohvalleys · 5 months

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( oscar isaac, forty five, cis male, he/him ) ☼ i know it’s a small town, but i run into CONRAD REYES every time i go to THE WIZARD'S TOWER. it’s like they practically live there and not THE MOUNTAINS for FORTY FIVE YEARS. it must be because they’re ARTICULATE and SELFISH. come to think of it, that’s probably why they’re a LIBRARIAN/TEACHER too. but i did hear they want to IMPROVE THE VALLEY, and sometimes they like to MINE. rumor has it they also like GOAT CHEESE, but dislike CHOWDER. what do you think?

meet conrad, your local pretentious librarian. he's valley born and bred, from a mother that's been in the valley for generations and a father that fled city life to join her and her family in the valley. they were quiet, and older parents, and his father was a big reader, so conrad spent many days indoors or at the valley's library. the greatest days of his childhood are when he got to go to zuzu city and visit its museum

went to the capital for college and then travelled around the ferngill republic AND the gotoro empire AND other countries that are unnamed because I don't know any more canon ones, and he will never, ever, ever shut up about his travels there. like a study abroad guy but worse.

eventually got a bachelors and then a masters in library science and settled back down in the valley with his parents because he loved it and them. he has an inflated ego about how smart and educated he is now, and has plenty of ideas about how to improve the valley. he talks to the mayor — and anyone else who will listen — about his ideas all the time.

eternal bachelor, manwhore extraordinaire. thinks because he's self aware about it it doesn't count as an issue. fuckboy who will break ur heart :( but swings all ways :)

huge joja supporter and wants to expand and build in the valley to make it a more viable farming town or a vacation town without losing its charm. thinks it could be revitalized and wishes to see it be more bustling. unafraid to butt heads with his neighbors over this. including his own mother, who is ancient.

deeply, deeply insecure and that's basically why he is the way he is. depressed sad man. loves the valley so very deeply and wants to do right by it, just has a bit of a pretentious capitalist man mindset about it. do you think you can fix him? vote in the poll below.

a teacher in town to all the valley's wonderful children, and damn good at it, in spite of all his other issues. he's charismatic, he's passionate, he treats the kids like they're capable. loves to take them on field trips around the valley so they can do things hands on, and is MILITANT about vocabulary and making sure they read plenty.

anti tv. doesn't own one. says it melts your brain. inexplicably watches movies.

pretentious loser. always has a book on him. smokes a pack a day and has a bit of a stardrop saloon problem, if you catch my drift. desperately needs to learn when to shut up. will quote pretentious quotes at you. performs his own original indie music at the stardrop saloon with his acoustic guitar. i wish I was joking too, y'all.

has a pet goat named yoba. but like, ironically... he makes and sells his own artisan goat cheese.

#too lazy to do a silly little graphic rn lol.... soon <3 #dew.intro #conrad.

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carefulfears · 1 year

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so saw your tweet about space. i mostly just think it's boring but i would love to see what you have to say about it !!

it is boring lmao. but i always really enjoy watching it. i have no deeper reason honestly i just like it. this is one that's very subjective i suppose, but i don't think it deserves to be disliked as much as it is, it's a good time!

it's very classic season one, opening on mulder and scully sitting on the steps outside eating sunflower seeds (being best friends) before they meet up with michelle generoo, mission control communications commander for NASA.

michelle believes that the space shuttle preparing to launch, on which her fiancé is shuttle commander, has been tampered with. she suspects that someone inside the space program might be sabotaging it, and has come to mulder and scully for help.

upon arriving in houston, mulder and scully cuddle up on this transpo to chat terrorism, the fall of the soviet union, and alien civilizations (best friend things)

when they make their way down the hall, mulder points out the posters that they're passing, recognizing the specific missions and telling her about them.

when they go to meet colonel belt, the man in charge of the launch, mulder giddily shakes his hand, grinning and stuttering as he introduces himself as a "big fan," tells belt that he was "a big hero" to him as a kid, and that he had stayed up all night when he was 14 to watch belt's space walk.

y'all!!!! this shit is so cute!!!!!

i love how much mulder just loves space, that this is something that's just for him, not about his family or rooted in anything traumatic. it's not even about the x-files or aliens, it pre-dates his interest in anything paranormal. it's just something that he loved as a kid.

when they go to leave, mulder says "it was an honor, sir," and scully quips "did you wanna get his autograph?" (best friends)

YOU GUYSSSSS i give up on the plot!! there is nothing to the plot of this episode!!! it's just mulder getting to go on a little field trip and i LOVE it!!!!

scully is so unbothered and unimpressed. mulder is giving michelle a thumbs up as though he is central to this space mission.

they watch the launch, and everything seems to go alright, as colonel belt is insistent that there is no issue with the shuttle. mulder doesn't believe that the colonel could possibly endanger the lives of his own men, and is inclined to agree that the report of sabotage is likely baseless.

mulder and scully head back to the hotel, goofing around the whole way. she starts off sarcastic and dismissive, though she can't help but break a smile at how gleeful he is as he talks her ear off about how "exciting" the launch was.

there is no other season where they could do this, just have fun and enjoy being together and what they're working on. they really are two kids on a field trip.

michelle chases them down at the hotel and tells them that there's a problem with the shuttle and they need to go back, but as they're following her back to NASA her car is run off the road by a figure she sees in the windshield.

i love this shot here of her holding onto mulder and him helping her out. one thing about women who need help, they instantly know they can trust him.

they make it back to NASA and a bunch of ghost alien shit happens, i suppose...they've lost contact with the shuttle and are unable to maneuver them into a safe position.

the next few scenes are fairly intense, as they are unsure of the fate of the astronauts and colonel belt continues to insist that the payload must be delivered, possibly jeopardizing the lives of the men in favor of appearances and money.

a moment for this episode's squad...mulder's goofy tie, scully's red pantsuit, michelle's cute sweater

he's sooo sad that his childhood hero is doing government cover-ups literally god forbid he have anything

when it's time for the shuttle to attempt reentry, michelle doubts that colonel belt has the best interest of the astronauts (including her fiancé) at heart, as the shuttle loses oxygen and they cannot find belt, the only person with the experience to know what to do.

meanwhile, belt has been having flashbacks to his own mission, where ghost alien shit happened, i suppose.

mulder and scully locate belt and bring him to mission control, as mulder continues to defend him throughout the ordeal, contending that as an astronaut himself he would never risk his own men. that he's the one who put them up there, he doesn't want them to die.

scully searches files at NASA and finds evidence that colonel belt knew about the shuttle's faulty valve, and went forward with the launch anyway, as belt continues to struggle with ghost alien possession things and collapses in his office.

while EMTs arrive, mulder pushes belt for information, telling him that he is going to save those men, and belt says that they need to change the shuttle's trajectory if it is going to survive reentry.

despite communication issues, they relay this message to the astronauts, who by the skin their teeth successfully land the shuttle at the last moment. mulder is the first to start clapping, and even scully has the biggest grin when news comes that they made it home.

mulder is a vital part of this space mission, actually!!

michelle is a sweet side character, i love these little friends they meet along the way.

his tie 😭❤😭❤😭

on my first watch, this scene offered so much insight into mulder for me. i still think of it often.

in the end, colonel belt has passed away, and mulder tells scully that something had possessed him in space. that he didn't really want to hurt those men or sabotage that launch, and that he thinks it was actually belt that warned michelle.

now, belt did effectively nothing but prioritize the payload and block their investigation. they found evidence that he was the one who sabotaged not just this shuttle, but others. mulder had to practically drag the information that ends up saving the astronauts out of him.

even if he wasn't sabotaging the launch out of his own volition, mulder still doesn't really have any reason to believe that he had benevolent intent, or that he secretly did want to save those men.

but as he later says in quagmire, he just sees hope in things like that.

#asks #justice for space!!#space #a less nice way of phrasing all this is that this is the episode that made me realize how truly delusional mulder is #because he does this all the time where he's like ummmm actuallyyyy that person gave their life for the good of the world??#bless him

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artistesoiree · 1 month

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Nightfall in Sunridge Ranch {'70s Jack Daniels x Fem!OC)

Chapter 2

Chapter 1 Rating: Mature Warnings: smoking, drinking, nudity, mind reading spicy thoughts, sexual tension, cowboy hat rule makes an appearance, flashbacks, turning into a vampire, copious amounts of blood, Veronica going into detail describing the men she loves, conflicting feelings, WC: 3.8k

A/N: Here's the second chapter, y'all! I'm sorry it took so long. I was finishing up my college degree and packing my apartment to move back in with my mom. I changed some things about Veronica and her Maker/Husband Armand; he's eccentric; I hope you like him as I do! The aesthetic collage features what Armand and Veronica look like! In my art too :) headers by @/saradika

I confided in Jack about my vampirism one evening after our shift ended. The topic came up when he realized that the math of my age didn't add up. Surprisingly, I felt comfortable sharing this information with him, as he had already seen me at my lowest point when I fed on those mice behind the diner. The night was truly enchanting, to say the least.

Jack's laughter filled the air like a baby tickled with a feather, and the moon shone brightly overhead. It had been an incredible night so far. I had changed into a stunning floral green dress with elegant bell sleeves, a plunging neckline, and a hem that fell just midway down my thighs. I had purchased it the day before, and it perfectly complemented my captivating green eyes. I adore this dress and the confidence it gives me.

“Let me help ya sugar, you ain’t in your right mind to walk,” he says, walking over still giggling to himself as he grabs my hands, helping me to my feet. “Thought you could handle your liquor,”

“I can!” I reply defensively and dusting road rocks from my face, making him laugh even more with that cigarette in his hands. “There is something different about the liquor here than in France,”

“Ah I forget yer European for a moment, they tend be hussies,” he tells me and taking a puff with his cigarette. I squint my eyes, and he smirks even more. “If you tryin’ to scare me it ain’t gonna work, a pretty like you don’t scare me. I jus’ thought you could handle whiskey,”

“I can handle whiskey, Mister Jack Daniels, ironic you’re even named after that company. Your mother must’ve loveeeed it,” I tell him, leaning forward to make fun of him, and it only makes him grin even more, that cigarette still between his lips. But that leaning only makes me dizzy. “Oh mon Dieu, j'ai la tête qui tourne…” (oh god I am dizzy).

“Do ya always speak more french when yer drunk Miss Vee?” He asks and I sigh.

“Give me the cigarette; it is my mother tongue, but I dislike that country anyway.” I hold out my hand for a puff of his cigarette and wait for him to give it to me. But he takes a couple minutes and I realize what he wants. Sighing heavily I say, “Please hand it to me,”

“There’s our manners,” He teases me and gives me the cigarette. “Now it’s clear you’re much too drunk to be doin’ anythin’, me too for that manner. You’re stayin at that motel ‘cross the way lets go there and I’ll sleep on the couch of whatever,”

That doesn’t sound like that bad of an idea, do I have my room key? Quickly checking my purse, okay thank god I do. “Let’s do that, if I can walk properly,”

And something I hadn’t done in a long time, Armand had taught it to me when I was first turned many years ago, I hear Jack's thoughts as plain as day.

I had forgotten I could even do that.

‘Love to make her not walk properly. Sure she could ride me realll nice’ I hear him say, and my eyes widen as we walk over to the motel. Thankfully, I’m walking in front of him so he cannot see my shocked expression. Widened eyes, but a smirk to my lips.

It seems we have always had the same idea.

Once inside my room, Mister Jack flops his body on the couch of the conversation pit, it makes me giggle as he nearly tripped even getting there. “No laughin at me sugar! I am no more able to do anythin’ than you are!” He says, his voice all muffled from the cushions. His cowboy hat falls off when his head pops back up to look back at me.

But his beautiful brown eyes, eye me up and down and his thoughts pop into my head like before. “I ain’t sure if this the whiskey speakin…but that figure deserves to be without any clothes, covering her far too much..Maybe wearin’ my cowboy hat too…she’d be real pretty ridin’ me..”

“Let me ask you something Jack, what would happen if I..” I say, swaying my hips and walking to him, and leaning over the back of the sofa. Subtly using my arms to press my breasts together, seeing his not-so-subtle ways of staring at them. I can understand, I have been blessed with wonderful breasts, and their larger size has always helped men stare at me. If that is a good thing, I will never know. “Took your very handsome cowboy hat and put it on my head…would I have to do something in response? Is there a special code I had broken by doing that?”

Jack's eyes are still settled on my breasts as I ask my question. A playful smirk plays on his lips as he thinks of his answer. “There is a certain rule, ladies and cowboys abide by. If a cowboy's hat is taken and placed upon your head sugar, you must ride on said cowboy.”

“Fascinating! What a lovely rule,” I giggle in response before reaching out and grabbing his cowboy hat and placing it on my own head. My eyes slightly widened with the biggest grin on my lips, seeing his reaction. And as I expected, his thoughts pop back into my head like before.

‘Well I’m feelin’ like a tornado in a trailer park, she’s lookin’ mighty fine in my hat..she’d be even better with her clothes off and on the floor with only the hat..but who is that man in the frame seated on the nightstand..is she married?’

As I sat engrossed in Jack's conversation, my attention was inadvertently drawn to the photograph resting on my nightstand, capturing a beautiful moment frozen in time.

In the picture, Armand stood proudly beside me, my body adorned in my mother's exquisite wedding dress, holding an intricately arranged bouquet of vibrant flowers. His presence in photographs evoked a sense of timeless charm; he radiated an especially striking handsomeness. His wedding suit exuded impeccable tailoring, and his long, flowing, firey red locks cascaded down like a silken river. The memory of his love-struck gaze and the mystifying golden color of his eyes, brimming with the most romantic smile, became prominent in my mind. His skin was always so sun-kissed, a golden tan that beautifully looked beautiful with his hair. As I reminisced about that momentous day, I couldn't help but recall that it occurred just a few days before my twenty-second birthday.

It's strange, isn't it? Finding love in the mere presence of his photograph does not fully align with my conflicted emotions toward him. "I see you are looking at this photo..." I remarked as I rose from my seat, retrieved the picture from the nightstand, and walked over to Jack, offering it to him for a closer look.

"Handsome fella," Jack muttered, his finger tenderly grazing Armand's suit in the photograph. Indeed, his observation was accurate. Armand had always been undeniably handsome. He was my husband, and that fact would remain unchanged. I am his wife, and there will forever be a certain love that resides in my heart for him. He had shielded me, even if it meant that I had to clean up the aftermath of his actions. I am and will always be his wife, and that has always been the reality. “Who is he sugar?”

As I run my fingers over the emerald nestled in the center of the silver band, I can't help but smile to myself. Some might find it strange that I still wear my wedding ring, but for me, it brings a sense of comfort and familiarity.

"He is my husband," I say simply, watching Jack's eyes widen as he quickly sets the photo down.

"You're married, sugar? Why didn't you mention this before?" he asks, caught off guard. I can't help but let out a soft laugh.

"It just didn't come up in our conversations," I reply, giving him a gentle smile. "And I'm still trying to find the right words to express my feelings about him. Our marriage has always been filled with ups and downs, but there's always been a deep love for him that I hold close to my heart. Even when my thoughts about him don't quite align with it”

Jack tilts his head, his expression reflecting the conflict of thoughts in his mind. I understand - what I've shared is indeed conflicting. Just as my own feelings for my husband. “I can tell you about him, if you’d like to learn about him Jack. As I fear I am hiding more from you than just my marriage,”

He looks interested, “What would that be sugar?”

“Have you..learned about what vampires are? Or know of the mythology about them?” I ask and Jack nods.

“Ain’t those those bein’s who got fangs and drink blood, can’t be the sun kinda thing?” He replies, and I nod, and before I can respond, the gears in his head begin to turn. “Wait a damned minute, weren’t you drinkin’ blood when we met? Does that mean..but I have seen you in the sun.”

"I need you to remember this, Jack," I say, leaning in closer and fixing my eyes on his. "I am a vampire, but I'm not like the others. I can walk in the sunlight without any harm." Jack looked at me with disbelief and curiosity as he sat on the worn sofa, trying to process my revelation.

I continue, "The man in the photograph is not only my husband, but he is also the one who turned me into a vampire. He's been alive since the 1700s, and I was just a woman he took a liking to. I met him in Paris in 1904 when I was only twenty-one. My art captivated him and insisted I come to his estate and paint him."

Jack chuckles nervously, thinking I was spinning an elaborate tale for unknown reasons. His laughter faded as he saw the sincerity in my eyes. "You’re paintin’ a pretty picture, but there's no need for these wild stories," he said, trying to make sense of my words. “I ain’t a child at bedtime needin’ to be put to bed.”

I hold his gaze and reply, "I'm not lying, Jack. I may be a conflicted woman, but this is not a fabrication." As a slight smile tugs at the corners of my mouth, I add, "I can understand why it's hard to believe."

Confused but intrigued, Jack asks, "Why are you sharin’ this with me? I'm just a simple man from Tennessee—nothin’ special."

I pause momentarily, carefully choosing my words before responding to Jack, "I trust you, Jack. You mean a lot to me, and I want you to truly understand who I am. I believe you deserve to know me just as Armand did. The man you see in that photograph knew me. If you're interested in knowing the real me, I'm more than willing to share myself with you in that way.”

Jack thinks for a moment before giving me a slight smirk as a response. “This husband of yours..seems quite fun, sugar. Tell me about him.”

“My dear, now that we are wed, I must share something with you, it is only fair a woman of your beauty and your cerebral must have it as well.” Armand murmured against my ear, I can feel the strength of his hands against my waist, how he wishes to pull my wedding dress from my body so he may see me bare. “A woman as extraordinary as you..as lustful as you..deserves this more than anything..”

“Wh-what would that be..” I whisper shakily, closing my eyes to feel his touch against my body. He has never been this tender, this sensual, or this heated. I see him in a new light, he is my husband, I am his wife, and we are joined together. “My husband…” I breathe out, the words flow easily from my mouth, like a smooth and delicate silk dress enveloping my body, comfortable. They feel so natural and familiar, as if they've always been a part of me and always will be.

I love him. I love him.

The sensation of his elegant hands gliding across the delicate fabric of my wedding gown sends shivers down my spine. As he reaches the intricate lace detailing on the back of the gown, I can't help but feel grateful that we are alone in the privacy of our own home. The wedding guests have long gone from our home, it is only us. Only us.

“I have not been a truthful man..” Armand's lips ghost my ear, opening the back of my dress, pressing the most tender of kisses upon my skin. “I keep a secret from the woman I love most..and she must know the most intimate of details about myself. My darling wife, the moon that kisses upon my brow, I have the dark gift. The gift that allows me to never feel mortal again, to encompass immense amounts of strength and lust for the iron-rich liquid that flows in your buxom body..and I wish to share it with you. My eternal life.”

As he fills my brain with lust-filled whispers, the sleeves of my dress are removed from my arms. His large hands rest on my chest, squeezing my breasts, making a yearning whine escape my lips. A rush of this liquid rests in my cheeks, my body feels hot, I must remove my wedding dress. “You wish for this..?” My voice is filled with air as his actions are taking parts of my brain, and I fear I cannot function.

I want it this way. I want his desire swimming in my veins forever. I wish to never find my words so my lips may make sounds that can only communicate it. “Have you made a vampire before? Will I be your first?” I ask, opening my eyes for a moment, gazing at him from underneath my eyelashes, needing to see the sculpted beauty of my husband. “And will I be your only?”

“Mon seul et unique pour toujours..” The breathtaking golden color of his eyes meets my own, his sculpted face and body, his beauty rivals my own. “My only forever..you will be bonded to me...I will feel your desire and your pain for eternity. Do you wish for this?”

“Please husband…please I wish for this. Make me yours, bond yourself to me.” I beg, whines leaving my mouth as his lips attack my neck. His hands delicately cup the back of my head, caressing me and keeping me close to him.

He is ravenous, so filled with desire as I can feel the sharpness of his fangs pierce my neck. I am a puddle within his hands as he feeds upon my blood, draining my body of life and becoming his in the process. Keeping my eyes shut, feeling every shot nerve and ounce of pain—this is what I want. I desire this.

My dress falls from my body as he picks me up effortlessly, leaving me bare in front of him. He continues to ravish me as he carefully lays me upon our marriage bed, will we consummate our marriage now? I have wanted this, have craved this for so long.

“My darling,” Armand whispers into my ear, “Open your eyes. There is one last step you must take.” I do as he says, but my body is heavy, and I cannot lift myself. I watch as blood drips down his chin and his chest as if it were the rubies of my love. He has removed his blouse and coat, leaving him in his pristine and beautiful trousers, his chest bare to me as I am to him. That is my blood upon his skin. Oh, how he looks so beautiful with it.

His fangs rip at his wrist, making blood cascade from the wound. “Drink at my wrist. Then we will be as one forever..” Armand’s voice is laced with passion as I sit up, grabbing his hand and pulling his wrist closer to my lips. As the blood spills from him, it drips upon my breasts and makes me feel a rush of arousal within my body.

Biting into his skin, he groans, and I can feel the dark gift begin to rush into my veins. All the power and desire I wish for is taking over every cell of my body. My eyes are clenched shut as I feed from him, tasting his blood. I can hear him praising me to continue until I cannot anymore. Once an overwhelming urge to gasp overtakes my body, I pull away from his wrist. Panting with exhaustion as his blood fills my body, taking root and staying.

Gasping, I open my eyes and gaze upon my husband's magnificence. My heartbeat has ceased, and my hunger remains the only thing that remains. Armand’s watch rests upon my figure; he can see the gift taking over my body. “We are one, my darling, my eternal one. The eternal gift has blessed itself within you. Oh, the beauty you radiate!” He laughs with such love filling his voice, his hand cup my cheeks as he kisses me with such passion that I am in shock. “How do you feel, darling one?” His voice mumbles with the clashing of our lips, and I cannot respond right away, only the sounds of my whines are the answers he is given. Our bodies are filled with such lust and need, he is the only one I crave. The only one I desire in this midnight hour.

Armand gazes at me with such intensity, his voice resonating with a deeper timbre and his brow furrowed with longing. It feels as though his desire was my own, so closely were we bonded. "Please, let me see, my darling," he implored. With a gentle touch, he traced my cheek, and I obediently revealed the fangs that had freshly emerged. "How beautiful and magnificent they are," he murmured, his admiration evident. "They suit you, my eternal one. And now, I have another gift for you."

As Armand gracefully rises from our bed, I find myself propped up on my elbows, unable to take my eyes off him as he leaves the room. His hair, with its radiant sheen and delicate curls at the ends, captivates me every time. It glows like fire in the light, adding to the allure of his chiseled physique, reminiscent of a stunning Greek statue. His beauty is striking, and at times, I can't help but be captivated by his feminine qualities, which contrast so elegantly with his undeniably masculine form. The way his powerful chest muscles contour beneath a robe never fails to bewitch me, evoking a sense of wonder that momentarily overwhelms my senses. It's as though a new consciousness takes hold of me every time I lay eyes on him. I often ponder what I must have done in this life to be blessed with a husband as exquisitely beautiful as him.

When he walks back into the room, he is gracefully balancing two elegant wine glasses in his hands. A wide, enthusiastic smile lights up his face, accentuating his soft, inviting lips. His eyes locked with mine, and a sly smile played across his lips as he tilted his head in curiosity. 'What has caught your attention so completely?' he inquired, his voice filled with intrigue. All I could manage was a mischievous smirk in response, relishing the suspense that hung in the air between us.

His perfectly sculpted form seemed as though it had been chiseled by a master artist. As I gaze at him, my words failed me, and a smile spread across his face. Setting his glasses aside, he placed a hand on his hip and slowly turned, casting a provocative glance over his shoulder. “You have a way of driving me crazy,” I murmured.

“You seem to have a poetic way of admiring my physique,” Armand chuckles softly as he takes a sip of the wine he has brought to our room.

"You resemble a figure from ancient Greek mythology, a living sculpture worthy of admiration; I am sure your makers felt the same way," I continue, sitting up and following his every move as he handed me a glass of wine. Armand's laughter lacked its usual carefree tone and seemed tinged with discomfort. "Oh, did I say something wrong?”

"No, no, do not worry," Armand says with a nervous laugh, his eyes peeking above the rim of his wine glass. "My creators were not the most loving people... so I aspire to be everything they were not for you."

He gazes at me with a warm smile. "I'll share more about them later, not now. Let's focus on this joyous moment! You've embraced the dark gift, and I must say, you look absolutely magnificent with it."

I can't help but giggle softly. "You're quite the master of flattery, just as I am with you," I remark, and he responds with a playful wink, his expression adorned with the most mischievous smirk.

"As a woman as resplendent as yourself, it's a duty I gladly fulfill. I want you to always feel cherished and see the true extent of your own beauty. It's as if you've stepped right out of a painting. If only I possessed the artistic skill to capture your essence and immortalize your beauty on canvas!" He tells me as he leans over and kisses the back of my hand. “I am a very lucky man to have someone with such beauty inside and out,”

Jack chuckled to himself as I continued recounting the events of my wedding night, causing me to pause mid-story. "What's so funny, cowboy?" I asked, to which he responded with an even wider grin.

"That husband of yours seems like quite a handful," he remarks, pausing to sip the whiskey he had just poured from the well-stocked bar cart. "Part of me is curious to meet a man as eccentric as him. God bless him,"

I can't help but roll my eyes in response. There's no denying it—Armand has always been known for his eccentric behavior. His way of expressing love may be overwhelming, but I have treasured every compliment and cherish every little love note he left around our home in Paris. Despite me running away, I find myself yearning for his presence. Even in the electric presence of Jack, Armand will always have this grasp within my heart.

There's a lingering hope that he will track me down. Our time in Paris was exhilarating, especially our post-killing rendezvous. I can't shake the feeling that he's the only one with the ability to locate me, not his vampire friends, but only him. But then again, how will I settle my feelings? Jack has a certain electricity and suaveness that makes him wonderful to be around. But Armand is...Armand, I suppose. And that was always enough for me.

He will find me again, I know he will.

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flatstarcarcosa · 3 months

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All the asks for Slade OR Norman because I want to see that City Goblin attempt camping (dadbodsandbots)

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☀️ - What "Summer" Weather is your and your F/Os favorite?

slade is immune to heat thanks to already having a body temp of like 105 or 110. i forget what priest said in that little pre rebirth blurb outside of 'soldier serum makes him run hot and makes him immune to viruses because they just die immediately'. i figure it also means he's not as bothered by high heats because of it. it ALSO probably means he gets chilly easier but you know he wont admit it.

norman likes summer because he can finally be comfortable inside his own house again. i'll leave the a/c at around 71-73 depending. during the winter i make him suffer by refusing to turn the heat up past a certain point because "FUCK YOU WE'RE ON COMFY COZY LOCKDOWN. PUT ON PANTS."

🏖️ - What beach type do you and your F/O prefer Stone, Tropical, Lake, River, or Sandy?

there is a nice lake not far from the vermont house that slade and i visit a lot and also the rivers for forg hunting.

norman wants tropical ass shit like the bougie mf he is.

🍉 - What is your F/O's favorite summer food to eat with you?

not to be american on maine again but. hammed borger. slade and i fighting for control of the grill at all times.

norman likes mangos.

🚕 - Do y'all take trips during the summer?

again i am a heat intolerant ass bitch so any trips slade and i plan are for the cooler months. it's also why he only gets me to the kenya ranch a few times. girl it's fucking hot.

norman's less of a 'trips at certain times' type and more of, again, a bougie ass bitch who will say things like "there's this restaurant in spain i haven't been to in a while do you want to head over there this weekend?" to which i say "never say shit like that to me again".

🏕️ - Do y'all like to go camping? If so, how do you prefer to camp? Primitive, Cabin, RV, Overlanding?

slade can camp in any conditions but honestly, he prefers cabins or RVs because "i did enough fucking tent camping when uncle sam was paying me i'm not doing it for free". (still brings mres though. fucking boot.)

norman thinks staying at a sandals resort is camping.

which i can't actually bully either of them about it too much bc despite how much i enjoy tent camping my health issues mean i just. am unable to do it. even in a smaller campground and a choice spot close to the bathrooms it's just not possible.

🥾 - What about hiking?

norman thinks a jaunt through central park is hiking.

slade and i enjoy hiking but again. my health horrors mean i can't do as much as i'd like.

🧊 - How do y'all prefer to keep cool during the summer?

once again air conditioning. my friend air conditioning.

📖 - Do y'all prefer to be inside during the summer?

heat intolerant ass bitch, yes i do. that said i like the evenings when the heat is dying off and there's a nice breeze. slade is a freak who will jog in the heat of the day because again, he's moderately immune to it.

norman dislikes being in the heat because he's a spoiled brat. one time the a/c broke in the upper floors of oscorp and he was so unhinged about it we all wished he'd just go goblin mode for a bit because that was less annoying.

💅 - How do y'all pamper yourselves for summer?

slade and i don't really do anything different.

norman thinks walking three blocks in summer heat warrants a spa day.

🕐 - How late do y'all sleep in on vacation?

slade is a freak that doesn't usually sleep in the normal sense anyway but can also only pretend to be dozing for so long before he forces me out of bed (barring any horrors meaning i need rest).

i think norman is unable to sleep in just because he's always on The Grind. if we're actually on a vacation it probably makes him so mad. i wake up at 10AM and find him on the balcony of the condo white knuckling the railing.

"i have been awake since five am and i want to know WHY-"

🎪 - Do y'all have carnivals during this time? If so, what is your favorite rides/activities at the carnival?

i love a good fair!! sure the rides are dubiously maintained and you could die but that's part of the fucking fun! slade can't resist occasionally hustling a carnie at a shooting game because they see a one eyed man approaching and go "lmao. easy mark."

"no more stuffed animals" ass mfs when they're countering shooting based ableism.

norman doesn't enjoy fairs like i do but he indulges me regardless. he's not as good at babysitting me as slade is and finds himself walking back from the bathroom in time to catch me wolfing down the last of a funnel cake or something else full of gluten and fried that i'm not supposed to eat.

#txt.txt #ship: wilson & wilson at large #long post #ship: masks & menace

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trelxwny · 6 years

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it’s game over for me boys...

#red dead redemption 2 #josiah trelawny #help #trelawny is so hot what the fuck #y'all tripping if you say you dislike him

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neko-nemesis · 3 years

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𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙛𝙞𝙩?

Diluc Ragnivindr x fem-bodied reader.

❗WARNINGS ❗: MDI (MINORS DON'T INTERACT OR EREN IS COMING FOR Y'ALL), 18+ sexual contents ahead, nsfw, angst at the beginning (read the important note please) , slow burn-ish(?), SPOILER ALERT ⚠️ (Diluc's backstory is revealed a lil) Hurt/comfort, Fighting, Hatefuck, Hard Dom!Diluc x reader (later the mf is soft asf mmm), oral (receiving), fingering, temperature play, degradation, outdoor/public sex, extreme spanking, mask kink (sorry I'm kinda a whore for masks >//<), praise kink (receiving), reverse comfort, making up, emotional!Diluc (idk, I just see him being vulnerable around those he genuinely trusts) anddd I think that's it. Imk if I missed anything.

𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆: 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒎 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 2.5k

⚠️ important note: before becoming basically a smut writer, I wrote and was into Angst (a little too much, a little sus?), I still very much am ehe~. Don't mind me posting angst now and then 🤪. On a real note, please remember this is a work of fiction, I have no intention of making a character look bad nor romanticize arguments and problems in relationships. But I will say this, it's very real. No relationships is gonna be 💯%, never. Communication is a must <3 If this may seen triggering, please avoid reading this! I love angst because there's realism in it and writing about it with comforting/spiCy (joking) endings or even reading other amazing writers helps me cope with my own bs. Lemme know what y'all think of this and if I should make more of others. Reading shit like this sometimes is very heavy, so hotties y'all better remember to take care of yourself and remember that you're loved. Mwah 💋 <3

Note : Sooo, Im in the mid of writing something 'bout Albedo 👀 (stay tuned for that babez) so like suddenly I just blink and see that I've written this whole shit about Diluc /j 🧍🏻‍♀️ damn, my bad 🤪 ik hella crazy but it is what it is. Ohhh and I'm literally going on a trip to the beach literally in the morning buuuuut it's about drive, it's about powe- anyway, sorry I lagged irl. As I was saying, fuck sleeping 😩🤟 (/j, please don't be like my dumbass.) LEMME KNOW Y'ALL'S THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS as this is my first angst here and if I should continue 👽 and uh, oh yeah THANK YOU FOR THE INSANE AMOUNT OF FUCKING SUPPORT, BRO WHAT?!!?!! YALL GOT ME CRYING AND SHIT. THANK YOUSM 💓🫂 UDRHJEDJ okay enough, I realize how long this is getting, Oop$. Reblogs and notes are appreciated alot!! Suggestions/requests are very much open. (Ya gal's a little empty in the head sometimes, it's very much appreciated too >//<) Aite I'll shutup now though lmaojshdj- (-_-;)・・・

You stare off into the distance, you felt sick and lonely. You felt hurt. This is not what should've happened. You and him were supposed to be happy. Your hand digging into the flesh of your palm, leaving a crescent mark caused by your nails. The events from 2 days ago left you restless and emotionally exhausted in the middle of the forest.

You understood being in a relationship with none other than Diluc was not going to be rainbows and unicorns, you understood he disliked PDA, wanting to keep his reputation clean and just in general wanting to keep what you two share behind the comfortable door of the Dawn winery. But for the past few weeks, you felt as though you were getting ignored, just totally shoved to the side like it's nothing. Waking up to find the cold bed empty is not something new to you but doesn't mean it hurts any less everytime. You tried to understand his problems and tried somewhat of a helping hand to him but only to get pushed aside.

"Thank you for the offer dear but I'm fine."

"I'd like to do my work in peace, I hope you understand."

"Please shut the door behind you."

Biting your lips hard and blinking away the tears, you went on, letting him be and carrying on. You were a ticking bomb, tolerating things until you couldn't anymore. You weren't asking for much, you wanted to be in a more committed relationship, like marriage. You both weren't getting any younger and have been together for years now yet Diluc didn't see the necessities of that. You accepted that too. You weren't asking for much. Just his love and time was enough but unfortunately you were deprived of them too.

Your hands slam hard on the table, "Diluc I can't explain this enough, can you not see it for yourself how distant you've been?" You yell, being already tired of the argument. From all the stress and burden of running the Tavern and being the Darknight Hero by night has already taken a toll on him. And the start of an argument with you was the last straw. Cutting the string from which he was barely hanging on. "I don't have time for this." He mumbles, walking past you but you didn't cave in this time, you raised your hand and block his way. "You don't have time for anything anymore. It's now or never! You're not going anywhere, Diluc." You say, shaky voice and fury dancing in your eyes, "it takes two for a relationship! Two goddamnit!" You say, your hand weakly hits him in the chest, "I feel like I don't exist! You're overworking yourself and I want the fucking best for you-"

"Oh? you do?" He asks, mockingly, all self restraint going out the window. "Because hearing you complain like this rather tells me a different story." You cock up your brows in irritation, "Oh so now, caring about your health is complaining. You're being ridiculous" you gritted your teeth, Diluc now standing so close to you that it was almost comforting. What changed it though was the fact he leaned down enough to be inches away from your face as he chuckles, you can tell he's angry. "You don't understand anything, do you y/n? You do know well enough I need to be present in order for my business to run smoothly and by night, Im around Mondstadt making sure the civilians are safe because I'd be damned if I ever trust the Knights of Favonius ever again." He snarled, making you nervous but from the adrenaline rush, your anger didn't falter. "Say Diluc, where do I fit? Hmm?" You ask, diluc pauses and you can see the conflict behind his crimson eyes, he was taking far too long to reply to you. Well then, I guess you had your answer.

You look away for the first time and laugh as you realize how dull you started to feel. Visually it seemed like the colours around you drained and now only darkness took over. Without another word, you run out the door faster than you ever had and mindlessly without a sense of direction, you ran. You ran and ran, from between the grapevines, then through the forest. Only stopping as you gasped for air. Your lungs screamed for oxygen, your legs ached but that wasn't even the worst part.

You never heard him chasing after you, to stop you from leaving and it crushed you.

Now here you were, heartbroken in the whispering woods, picking up lampgrass flowers lazily, for what reason? you don't know. Maybe they reminded you of him. You laugh at yourself from how ridiculous all of this was getting. You hadn't dare to step inside the city nor go anywhere around the dawn winery in the past 2 days. The nature became your home, dipping in the lakes, sleeping under the open sky and living off of fruits and meals cooked on the camp fire. You just don't know what to do. Is this the end?

Are you two officially..broken up? Just like that? You remember everything back every moment and think if you became just too overbearing, s high maintenance person. If you were expecting too much, if this is all your fault.

Tears fill up your eyes again as you held your face in your hands, stopping yourself from another crying session. Footsteps could you heard and you felt unnerved. Your head shot up and looked around frantically, standing up fast and grabbing your weapon. Before you knew it though, red consumed your line of vision and the dull blade you had in your hands, which you were clutching onto for dear life goes flying off to somewhere you can never find it again as your back hits a tree. You yelp in shock, you weren't hurt though. Not when the familiar warm arms held your back and no matter how hard the impact was, you were shield from the blow. Your eyes widening as the face of the man you love stares back at you, the only difference was the mask he had on. His chest heaving for air but still, his expression of rage never falters. "You could've gotten yourself killed!" He yells at your face, your head roll to the side as a weak chuckle escapes from your mouth, "ah, the dark knight hero. You're suddenly very caring-" "Enough already!"

He huffs out air in frustration. You look past him as you tried to struggle out of his hold. "let fucking go, Ragnivindr." your loud voice rings out into the woods, radio silence taking over as his eyes watches you struggle, you could barely push him away. "You're not going anywhere." He mumbles, lowly.

"Just fucking go, leave me alone, fucking go away- go leave leav-" "fuck you." That was the last thing he says before his lips shuts you up soon enough. The kiss was anything but gentle. It was filled rage and hate. Messy and desperate yet the relief washing over Diluc made him light headed. Teeth clattering at times but most importantly, both of you fought for dominance, diluc's teeth often sinking down on your bottom lip as you try to pull away to breathe. "Fuck-" you tried to speak, "stop- I need to b-breathe." Pulling away for a second as the long string of saliva dripped down his chin, diluc could say one thing. "You don't need to, sweetheart." You almost agreed with him. From how desperate his lips kept getting on yours, felt like you were breathing for the first time ever after so long. You felt Alive in his arms.

Soon he pulls away, both of you were panting for air but Diluc left you no chance for that as soon as you both pulled away, your body was used like a rag doll as he now had you turned around and bend over. "Wai-" you were off by the sound of your dress getting torn up along with your underwear. You gasp as you felt his warm hand smacked your ass hard. "Now- say.." he begins, rubbing his hand on your bum to sooth out the pain as your lips trembled. "What should I even do to you." You hear him say next right beside your ear. You tried to speak but the exhaustion was catching upto you. "You ran away, you ran away from me." He mutters, using his vision to warm him his hands more as then proceeds to smack your ass harder than the last. The heat from his palm had you gasping for air. He groans at your cute little expressions and tears before chuckling as he notices your arousal dripping down your thighs, "I've just now hurt you and you're getting off to this?" He mumbles, his voice darkening with lust, amused even though it was not the first time, "Disgusting little whore." Again proceeding to hit you harder as you let out choked cries out of pleasure. "S-shut up" you cry out. Tears flowing down your face, which made diluc look fondly at you for a second before a small smirk creeps up on his handsome face, his mask making him look more ominous. "Oh yeah?" He asks, "it's pathetic to see you under the impression that you have any say in this?" He questions you as if you were stupid. You felt so little under his burning gaze but it turned you on so much more. You hardly can remember when was the time you both last had sex but this, you weren't complaining but doesn't mean you'll be obedient.

"Of-ofcourse I have a say in this!" You snap, his head lilts to look at you and Archons, you regret whatever you said. Darkness consumed the man's face. "Want to repeat that, darling?" He asks, in a mocking loving tone. You notice his jaw clenched under the moonlight. "I-"

The next moments were blurry. When you were back to your senses, you realized your body was barely covered by anything, the remains of your clothing on you barely did shit but you could hardly care about it as your head was now in the clouds. Under the tree, Diluc had his tongue buried deep inside your cunt, as your head lay in the grass. Though your hips were raised enough for the man to eat you out like a starved stray animal. The filthy scene as you glanced up had you clamping down on the wet muscle of his tongue. "Fuck, you taste good." His words came out muffled as he tried to dig in his face even deeper, not even taking a second away to breathe. It was like the man was really parched for days. He hummed as all he could think of in his head was to lap up all the juices that leaked out of you and drink you up. "S-slow down!" You tried to stop him, your hand raising up and clutching onto his hair as your tried to push his head away only to have him moan and lick and suck more greedily. Soon his gloved fingers accompanied and slipped inside you with ease and started pumping in and out of you with a rough pace. His groans vibrated on your weak spots, making you let out incoherent lines as you could barely think straight. "Cum on my tongue, fucking- give it to me now." He demands as he pulls away with a pop from sucking on your clit harshly, as if on cue, you let out a gutteral moan and silence scream staying frozen on your features for a bit as your eyes rolls back from the intensity. "Atta girl, aren't you precious?" he praises you as he smiles, feeling his heart flutter by seeing you so ruined, by him and for him only. "there's my good girl, my baby." Lifting you up, you barely had the time to catch your breath as his arm grips on your hip hard enough to have control and slams you down on his hard cock. The sudden stretch was not something you were prepared for, it made you tremble in his arms as he whines, feeling your insides grip onto him tighter by the second. He starts his brutal pace, fucking you while his mouth finds home between your chest you hug his head for deal life. Then he grips onto your hair, pulling back for you to look at him as his face glows bright red as he stares into your eyes. "Fucking damnit take it" he moans, "take it take it, you dirty little girl A-Archons please, goddamnit make me cum please please" you couldn't help but whimper at him begging, he was so lost, so high off you that he let down all his guards and begged you. "Please cum- cum on me, make me cum, please hahh" by now, he was making barely any sense. He really lost it all, tears forming in his eyes from the immeasurable amount of pleasure of drilling into you while he looks upto yours, you were already sobbing at his harsh thrusts. "You. Are. Mine" he thrusts in slow and deep in-between his words as he drools, slurring on his words as his thrusts becomes sloppier. sucking on your nipples, he whines louder and louder. Muttering your name like a mantra. "Y/n i- fuck I'm close I'm close, I'm gonna cum and you're gonna take it o-okay?" With one last thrust, he emptied himself as he fills you up. From the second intense orgasm, you passed out of exhaustion.

Sometime has gone by and you wake up to the sounds of sniffles. Opening your eyes slowly and adjusting to the lights, you realize it's early morning, right as the sun begin to rise for the start of a new day. You look around and realize you're in the Dawn winery, in Diluc's room. You look to the side to see Diluc, silently crying as his comforting hands slid a warm cloth down your thighs in order to clean you up.

You tried to get up, which catches the attention of your boyfriend finally, he looks away, wiping tears away fast as he slows you down and instead helps you up, bombarding you with questions. "Are you okay love? Do you need something? Are you too sore? You've been out for days, Barbatos knows what on earth you've relied on for food. Are you hungry? Wait let me get adelinde-" you yawn, cracking into a genuine smile, "No I'm alright, stay" your tired hand lift up to caress his cheek and he buries his face into your palm, seeming very touch starved. Without his dark knight hero mask, you noticed how tired he looked, incredibly broken even. It broke your heart to see him like this."What's wrong Diluc?" You ask, concerned.

He couldn't take it anymore, he crumbles.

He crumbles like the day when his father died.

He crumbles like the day kaeya confessed about his dark secrets.

He crumbles like the day he realizes he's truly alone.

He crumbles like the day you left, falling down and never being about to stand back up and run after you.

Pulling you into a deep embrace, he cries his heart out. All of his walls has fallen down over the fear of losing you too and he was not about to watch and stand by to see you gone, like the others.

"I failed you." His voice comes out broken, "I treated you like shit god knows why, i won't- no. I can't CAN'T let you go please, I'm sorry I'm well aware it's selfish of me but just I'm so fucking sorry-" he begs, you coo and brush his hair to calm him down, whispering words of love and acceptance. The sincerity in his words are enough for you. He felt like he doesn't deserve you. Already being forgiven so easily, it hurts him.

This is who he almost lost.

Hugging you tighter, the early morning passed with him kissing you with love and apologies to which you'd reply with acceptance until you fell asleep, being secured and feeling loved again in the arms of whom you wanted only. As for Diluc, he was in the brink of collapsing but he couldn't, wouldn't stop staring at your sleeping form, it was like a fallen angel is in his arms. He couldn't help but let out the cries that re-surfaced again. This time over relief. You came back, you accepted his sins, you forgave him, you took him back with open arms even when you were wounded. And he'd be a damn fool to lose you over his own ignorance. You may have forgiven him but he hasn't, he counts down on days and plans on everything for the upcoming days where he'd do everything in his ability to make up for everything and be worthy for your love again. You are his comfort, you are his home.

He smiles as his eyes darts back to look at the little box in the nightstand before looking back at your sleeping form.

"And the day starts from today." He thinks to himself, as he falls into deep slumber on top of you, holding you and never planning to let go.

xxx

Edit: forgot to mention how much of a whore I am for this man, alright that's all. Thank you for listening to my tedtalk, love you guys <3

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