#your vargas stuff makes me so happy man

[runicarbiter02]

Helllooo! Request are open and I'm running over here. Can I request hdc for alejandro vargas and ghost, being jealous because there crush is a little bit touching with another men. Thank youu honey.

A/N: This is definitely an interesting one! I'd be happy to write these for you, since you specifically specified them, I'll just do them for this one. :) I hope you enjoy, darling! I'm still learning how to write for Ale, so I apologize if he's a bit OOC! Also, thank you all for over 1,000 notes on my first headcanon request! I am so, so happy you all are liking the post! ~ Hannah

ALEJANDRO VARGAS

I imagine with Alejandro, this would be a slow burn friends to lovers sort of situation. You, Alejandro, and Rudy have all been friends since you all joined up together. Alejandro has always been on the flirtier side with most people, which is why whenever he flirts with you, you don't tend to think much of it. That's just who he is, right?

Los Vaqueros had just gotten a new member, a young, handsome man in his mid-twenties. He's conventionally attractive and funny, which some of the other women definitely admire, but your thoughts are elsewhere. Unfortunately - or fortunately, if you look at it a certain way - you were assigned to show him around the base and get him up to speed.

Cut to the both of you in the mess hall on base, chattering away. Alejandro sees the both of you, and his blood boils. Who does this hijo de puta think that he is?

What really pisses him off is when the young man leans in, saying something that makes you laugh and you playfully shove him away with a coy smile. Alejandro quickly storms out, furious with the young man, but furious with himself for getting so upset.

He doesn't realize you follow him out until he feels your hand on his shoulder.

"Ale? What's wrong, hermano?" If only you knew how much he hated that nickname coming from your lips.

When he turns, one look at how concerned you are, and all his frustrations come spilling from his lips. He's just about to brush it off as him being silly when you don't respond right away before a laugh is erupting from you.

"Ale, he's not into me. He's just friendly. I thought he was flirting with me earlier, but he let me know that he's no even interested in sexual stuff. He's ace," You reassure, and suddenly, Alejandro feels ridiculously stupid. But that falls aside when you stand on your toes and brush a kiss to his cheek. "Now come on, cariño, you need to eat." His eyes follow you as you return to the mess hall, and he's stunned into silence.

Maybe he feels a little less bad about getting jealous.

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY

This man hates his jealousy. Despises it.

But, it's a part of him nonetheless, and it's something he has to live with.

I imagine it as quiet, little things around base that really gets to him: you're a medic, a really good one at that, and the men absolutely love you for how kindly you treat them all. You have patience, but you aren't afraid to bark orders at them if they're acting out of place.

"MacTavish, if you rip your stitches one more time, I'll kick your ass into next fucking week." "Captain, I don't care if you have more paperwork to do, get your ass in bed before I drag you there myself." "Hold still or I will personally strap you to this cot myself, rookie."

Your feisty nature and take-no-shit attitude is absolutely what drew him to you initially. Cue almost a year of pining on his end, and on your end, but not to his knowledge.

The final straw that ultimately cracks his resolve is a young sergeant that is trying to flirt with you while you stitch up a bullet wound on his side. It's obvious you're just being polite as you accept his compliments and hum in response at his attempts at flirting, but it still rubs Simon the wrong way.

Simon's jealousy is quiet, boiling, settling in the center of his chest. Every touch of yours against the sergeant's skin merely stokes the flames, but he does nothing, continuing to brood in the corner. He waits until you're done, shooing the young man off with a half-assed threat of harm if he ruins his stitches. That's when you finally notice him.

"Ghost, what have I told you about lurking in my med bay?" You tease softly before taking note of the hard look in his eyes. Slowly, you put two and two together, chuckling softly. "Ah, I see. C'mere, big guy."

He isn't mad. Not at all. All he can think about is that young man, who has all he doesn't: charm, good looks, youth, and the blessing of a childhood unscarred by a demon of a father. Simon isn't so lucky.

He can't stop himself as he follows your instructions, stepping into your office and taking a seat at your desk as you close the door. You sit on top of your desk and smile down at him before you hold out your hand expectantly. He furrows his brows but gives you his hand anyway, grumbling something about how he "doesn't know where your filthy mitts have been."

As soft kisses are pressed to his knuckles, however, he goes quiet. "Silly, jealous man. Can't even see that I look at you the same way you look at me. Eyes of a hawk, my ass," You tease.

He turns every shade of red beneath his damn balaclava, and you're damn certain to tease him about it as he melts back into the seat.

Hijo de puta - Son of a bitch

Hermano - Brother

Cariño - Honey; dear

TAGLIST

@floral-force

[allemantheias]

Best friend's dad.

WC: 405 Warnings: age gap, alcohol consumption, implied sex, genderneutral. Someone please adopt this idea.

You missed the last train home after returning from the theatre with your best friend. "Won't your dad mind me staying over?" You're a regular in his house, but normally he's asked in advance if it's okay for you to stay the night. Your bestie is only at her dad's place every other weekend.

"Nah, he won't, he's always okay with you staying. I'll explain it to him in the morning if that makes you happy."

You crawl next to your best friend in her bed and shut your eyes. It's only two in the morning when you wake up hungry and decide to eat what's left of the takeout you got after the movie. You reheat it in the microwave and zone out while you wait. "What are you doing up at this time?" Mr. Vargas scares the hell out of you.

"Mr. Vargas, I didn't hear you come in." Your cheeks flush red.

"It's still Alejandro for you." He grabs a cup from the cabinet above the sink and pulls a bottle with gold-coloured liquid from the wine rack on the wall. "Want some?" He looks at the empty glass next to your plate and pours the golden liquid into the cup he holds.

"A little bit." You pay attention to the veins on the back of his hand and forearm as he fills your glass to almost the top, grinning as he gives you way more than you asked for. In your mind you beg him to push those fingers inside of you. You stuff your mouth with food to stop these indecent thoughts about the man in front of you. He sets the bottle on the table and takes a stack of papers out of his bag.

While eating the leftovers you look at him doing the paperwork. So now and then you hear his stomach growl and wonder when he had food for the last time. "Did you just come home from work?"

"Yeah, busy day. And I'm still not done."

"There's plenty of takeout left. I can heat some up if you want?" The only response you get is a nod, he's focused on writing something down. You prepare his food and place it beside the stack of papers.

"Thank you." Alejandro drinks the last bit of the alcohol.

"Anything else I can do to help?" Your innocent question makes him look up to you, his eyes turning dark.

[mylittlesecrethaven]

I'm Making Fluff Headcannons Cause I'm Sad: Teachers

.....

I really only like Crewel and Sam so.... let's hope I can do the others justice.

.......

I'm scared I'm gonna write them like shit....

Crowley:

Trust me on this-

You ain't gonna be working a day in your fucking life

Nope

He's gonna get some other unfortunate student to do all the work for you

You won't even have to ask

Takes you on the most luxurious vacations ever

Frequently, too

You do hear a lot of "Aren't I so generous?"

And "Because I'm so kind~"

But honestly?

Towards you, he really is

Spoils you rotten

He does have this weird thing where he cries really easily when it's something to do with you

Happy or sad tears

Like, if you do something really awesome?

Tears of joy

If you get hurt?

Tears of sadness

Crewel:

Also spoils you

But on the lighter side

You'll still have to work

And do shit

But if you do well?

Well, you get a treat

In a metaphorical sense

Usually it's praise or something of the like

But if you do really well?

He might get you a gift

He's gotten you several dogs

And you've only been together a few months (or in a friendship, if you're wanting platonic)

Also loves teaching you potions and stuff

Yes, he's strict when he teaches you

But you still get your little treat after you finish the potion correctly

You're his living mannequin, btw

That sounds creepy

But it's not

He just loves putting you in all his new outfits he creates

Seriously, you're entire wardrobe is now filled with stuff he made

Trein:

He's already gotten you your own cat

And said cat is already best friends with Lucius

Also, be ready to become a history nerd

Cause he's gonna get you books

Mainly history books

And a shit ton of them

Also, I know it's a thing where student fall asleep in his class

And yes, it could be because it's boring

But it's also because he's got one of those voices

Y'know what I'm talking about

One of those voices

That you just love to listen to

When it's not about history

And he'll talk all you want

Gladly

Much more strict on you than Crewel

But it always surprises everyone when he's super soft with you

Cause he can be super super soft

Like a kitten at times

Vargas:

Dad jokes

I am a firm believer that this mans is the king of dad jokes

And he runs all of his dad jokes through you

Multiple times

And sometimes they're funny

And other times....

They're just stupid

Aside from that, he's a really serious guy

When it comes to athleticism, that is

Trust me, you'll be fit if you're around him

Exercise, even if you hate it, is something he'll make you do

But he won't push you super hard

He'll give you a small goal to reach

And once you've reached it, he'll up it

He's very easygoing for you compared to his students

He does drag you into his shenanigans more than he should

But you find them fun

And he always finds a way to make you laugh at some point during his little schenanigans

Loves making you laugh

Also loves you making him laugh

Sam:

Eccentric mans

Just has the most random stuff

And gives you the strangest gifts

Every day

But they always end up being practical at some point

You don't know how he does it

But you've always ended up using the gift at some point

Has you running the shop for him when he's gone

Doesn't even warn you about shit

He trusts you can handle anything

I mean, nothing from his shop has killed you yet

You've gotten a few scratches, but he's always apologized for them

And given you a treat for holding up the shop while he was gone

He does that anyway, but still

He has his own little ticks, I guess I could call them

They're like these strange little things he does for no reason

Like, there's a certain part of the floor he taps twice with his foot every day

There's a certain item he always has in stock even though nobody buys them

He has a thing where he winks every time he hears certain words

You don't know why he does it

He won't explain why either

But you kind of think they're cute

*pain* agugaugahgaugauagha

I fucking sucked on that for everybody but Crewel and Sam.

I tried to keep it mainly platonic, but idk.

These kinda suck.....

*sigh* fuck me fucking hell augaugahaguaga

This is my least favorite of these that I've done.

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Some replies, mostly not very long ones today, but there is one about some characters being tops or bottoms! Wow, that was a clumsy way to explain it lol

thestarlightfae asked:

SHE'S SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I thought the drawings on here were yours and the drawings on the Nebula collage tumblr were Katsu's.

Thank you for answering!

HEHEHE THANK YOUUUUUU wait why am I thanking you, I have nothing to do with Mila being adorable. She really is!

Also thank you for answering, I really was wondering! lol yes that makes sense. But yeah, I am an artist for Nebula College, but it’s mainly Katsu’s brain baby in terms of absolutely everything else <3

Once again, thank you for your questions.

Anonymous asked:

I literally stalk your page everyday to see when you post! Your posts, may they be writing or art, are always delicious. This isn't a question or anything, but I thought you'd like to know how much some people enjoy your posts❤️

Anon! You scared me there for a second, but then your message turned out so sweet!! 🥺💕💕💕 Thank you so much for your kindness and for enjoying our stuff! It makes me super happy to hear that…

Anonymous asked:

Bitting those Ortho calves chomp chomp 🤤

Damn enjoy your meal Anon~

Anonymous asked:

I find the whole top and bottom thing kinda interesting: so I'm curious to know if you have any headcanons for the characters not on the list so far; Vargas, Sam, Crowley, Najma, Baul, Eliza etc.?

I’m glad you find it interesting, Anon! It’s a very subjective preference-based thing, so I see how someone might find it weird, even though it’s not as rare on the Eastern side of the fandom…

Oof, this is a good question lol A bit difficult to tell with some of them because we just don’t ship them with anyone, buuuut.

Vargas is a top because while he isn’t super interesting to us, he fits a very specific role in a very specific trope verrry nicely (gym teacher/badly performing student).

Sam is a mysterious man, but somehow gives us top vibes. Crowley has the same reasoning for also being a top… for now. He is also an authority figure and misuses his power + an idiot, we love those two things in tops lol But we don’t know enough about him and don’t ship him with anyone.

Baul is a top; we haven’t seen him, but we know the type, and we love seeing this kind of a man as a top. Similarly to Sebek, to be fair.

Eliza is *drum roll* also a top because Idia attracts those with his babygirlness lol We aren’t invested in Eliza enough to give her a concrete role though, it’s mostly just because she is bossy and more assertive than Idia.

Can’t say anything about Najma, haven’t met her yet at all, unfortunately :( Not getting any vibes yet, but excited to figure her out one day… when we watch the event.

Anonymous asked:

Idia: *exists*

Everyone: It's free real-estate

Poor guy just wants to sit in his room and play video games T-T

It’s his fault for being such a datesim protag! He just keeps attracting more and more weird people… (good hehehe)

m1lk-n-cook1es asked:

This quote from Shiori Novella summarises Idia/Ortho : "once you're a ghost brother, are you really a brother at that point?"

(this quote refers to Miku and Mafuyu's relationship in Fatal Frame)

lol absolutely fair. And in their case, it’s a robo-ghost brother! Or a blot-ghost brother! The layers of taboo slowly disintegrating….

Anonymous asked:

So, in conclusion, Jade has a mushroom kink.

Mushroom isn’t just a kink, mushroom is a way of life, mushroom is everything and anything, mushroom is everywhere…

Anonymous asked:

Have you heard of obey me nightbringer/master to rule them all it's a good game and has many good characters

I have heard of it and seen some of the characters (they’re pretty popular as far as I can tell!), but we haven’t played it.

[dgttwisted]

Birthday 2

the hat for the bloom birthday celebration were to big for her head she ended up having to hold onto it with her hands. Deuce picked her up to sit her on a comfy stool for the interviewee to do the interview.

"can't have boss getting tired before the interview!"

"hehe thank you Deuce"

there was a knock at the door before they let themselves in

"well if it isn't our most special birthday girl today Happy birthday Lilith~" the smile had clear intent behind it Azul was certainly going to try an use this chance to his advantage though not sure what he would hope to gain by questioning a little child.

"hehe thank Azul you're giving the interview this time?"

"you may not know sense you are new to this school but interviewer's are chosen in a raffle of sorts! an i was the very lucky winner!"

"awesome i hope i get chosen for the next birthday!"

"ah you are in the news paper club i can only imagine how many people you get your information from" everyone must let there guard down around her think of the juicy info she has!!

his intent is going right over Lilith's head "next birthday is Lilia right? i hope i can interview him Sebek always makes me tea when i visit there dorm!"

"isn't that nice? well now lets get this interview on the way shall we!?"

"yes first question please I'm ready!"

"love the enthusiasm, now Lilith do you consider flight magic on of your strong or weak points?"

Lilith started to glow as she flew up into the air "strong!....though i guess not with a broom hehe"

"Azul a broom doesn't seem to be necessary in your case"

"nope in fact coach Vargas sets up a special obstacle course for me to fly threw there is a biiiig net that is underneath the hole thing so if i fall i won't get hurt"

"how thoughtful"

"Ortho can fly it with me because he flies very similar to how i do!"

"ah so your not flying all by yourself that must be nice"

"yea but Grim gets mad because he has to do the broom flying with everyone else hehehe"

"even though big mean crow man says were one half of the same student all the teachers give me different tests an grade us separately"

Azul simply smiled as a response to prevent himself from laughing knowing that the rest of the staff doesn't respect Crowley's decision on this matter.

---

"next question what's your best subject in school?"

Liliths eyes lit up as did her body she started to glow even brighter a clear indication to Azul as well as anyone near by that Azul asked a question she is more then happy to answer!

"i love all my classes!! History, Flying, Math, science!!!" she was zipping about pretty much orbiting Azul as she answered "gosh its hard to pick just one!!"

"well for the sake of the question lets change it to is there anything in class that you had fun learning about recently?"

"yes!! in Trains class we learned about the hyenas were the beast kings friends who helped him bring peace to there lands! Train is so nice he got me a desk right next to his podium for me to sit on an he gives me mints when i do a good job or ask questions!"

Azul is rather surprised most students find it hard to stay awake in his class yet Lilith seems excited to do so.

---

"alright last question before we get to the fun part!"

"i can't wait!!!" she is sitting back down to conserve her energy like everyone told her to

"how do you spend your days off?"

"so not club activities?"

"not club activities likes stuff you do at home or with friends"

"Tea parties! i invite my friends to tea parties when i can they're my favorite!"

"i have heard of them"

"have you not gone yet I'm positive i invited you i gave Floyd the invite"

"ah" he will have to talk to him about that

"Hornton loves them hehe he brings me presents even when its not my birthday!" she giggled thinking about it

'Hornton...wait who has that ridicules nickname?' he thinks to himself "well Lilith its about time are you ready?"

"Yes!!" she sees the broom that Azul brought "its so pretty you made the flowers Christmas colors!"

"fitting for your special day no?"

Lilith gave Azul a hug before floating holding her broom an going for her flight!

Lilith is flying up above her arms extended her broom in one hand an the big hat in the other there is snow below she has the biggest smile on her face.

[lowkeyclueless5137]

Remember my ask about HP X TWST where the Golden Trio go to NRC when they're children?

Yeah! I love what you comes up with. Imagine them getting their Hogwarts letters when they're eleven (assuming they got to TWST years before their own canon time), and then they got to Hogwarts since well, it is their world and this school should be able to teach them how to control their own magic, since NRC can't do it what with their magic being way different.

But because of their journeys at NRC, they become way different than them in canon HP. What if this new trio still go to Griffindor, but they're not one to discriminate towards other houses? They will think believing ones personality based solely on their house is bullshit. Even if back at NRC they do that, but never to the same degree as those at Hogwarts.

They also way smarter at Potions and think Professor Snape to be incompetent because they already got Crewel who is really got ay his job.

Oh! Imagine book 4 when Harry got his name picked from the Goblet! Imagine everyone's reactions back at TWST when they found out! Imagine Umbridge! Riddle is quite attached to these children, he will absolutely HATE it if he heard what the Ministry tried to do to Harry.

*pulls out math notebook*

Ok ok... Let's settle up sum time-line first. :3

My personal pick for an age where they were younger would be 8. And now hear me out on why.

We can go to them being Isekai at 8, way before any of the 3rd years get enrolled. Only Leona is there as he repeats a year on and on. So out of all of them, Leona remains constant.

The trio is faced with the Ramshackle situation, with the different dorms, the magic system and so on. They even come to meet big bros Trappola and Zigvolt, who'd be 2nd years at that time.

The most these 3 would do is help around with simple chores or do some nice lil activity paper that Trein gives them, help Crewel with sewing, hang around at Sam's. Vargas is mostly running the kids dry with all the sports so he's your go-to man when it comes to tiring up the 8 years old.

On their 2nd year in NRC, come our first important batch of 1st years. Ofc, Ron is absolutely curious about Ortho, since he, as a wizarding world native, never saw such advanced tech. Neither did Hermione and Harry, but Ron still was all over the place with awe when it came to tech. Many hyped him up to pick up engeneering(?). And Ortho, rightfully was happy for someone showing so much interest in him and his big brother's works.

You also have Malleus, who gives the kids bedtime stories in the form of gargoyle infodumps. Hermione actually joins the gargoyle club since actually Malleus had some pretty cool facts and stuff about architecture. Ya know, a nice lil side study.

Harry would get along with Trey and Cater. They have that home-y feeling. And Trey makes some awesome sweets on top of it.

Next year, we get sum radical changes.

We get Riddle and Azul, who quickly secure their Dormhead positions. We get Kalim and Scarabia having a renovation overnight, we get Vil as a new Dormhead, Malleus's 2nd year in magishift wins and a whole load of other insignificant shenanigans.

This time around, we have our golden trio wanting to befriend Riddle at first, since he was the new Dormhead, therefore it was bound to get informed about the residents 10 years old on campus. Surely Riddle sees them as young kids, so he's a bit more lenient on them. Hence why he's also growing more lenient on other things too. He would probably bond with Harry over their shared family situation, although the Dursleys were a bit more harsh out of seemingly no known motive.

And also Vil pretty much likes to pamper them up and just affirm that they are pretty lil kiddos. Sure, some things were harshly made clear like posture and how you should always comb your hair before going out. But Vil is chill most of the time.

Azul however? He's a lil sneaky shit. Of course, he sees the 3 as no good for bringing him profit. But he is generous with them and offers them sometimes a free meal on the house part. One time Ron came to him asking for some dessert with some crampled madols he gathered over the time. Azul didn't have the heart to take the money and the twins teased him relentlessly how he went soft for sum kids. The twins were considered scary, so for those, Azul ended up shoving them in a pot as a payment for their relentless teasing. :'3

Silver is basically forced naptime. They are big kids, but still even some older NRC Students get dragged in this comune naptime. :'3

Kalim is fun! He's a ray of sunshine! Jamil not so. Jamil is that responsible figure that everyone feels like they absolutely shouldn't listen to. No. Listen to the snake man. Snake man doesn't want any of you to end up in an early casket.

Ruggie is Leona's helper, so he sometimes brings the kids to Leona, not knowing better. Leona tolerates the 3, but hey... Leona's the only constant student in here. So it is hard to not get attached to him at least a tiny bit. :'3

Then, you finally have the year we're everything goes down. The letters arrive for both Harry, Hermione and Ron and clearly those were a very important lead to the 3's homeworld. We have Idia and Kalim as new Dormheads and everything is just going to shit. :'3

Ofc, Crowley was now forced to use the letter as a way to find a path home for the 3. (it's not like one of the most influential people in the world would be at his throat if he doesn't do it. No sir, definitely not)

He does! Surprisingly he does! And ofc, this means a whole load of things. 1. Someone had to make sure these kids are safe and sound. For Harry at least, his home life was absolutely shit, they couldn't possibly let an 11 year old return there on a good mind. 2. This was a different kind of magical world, so they needed to be discret and try not to cause any scenes. 3. Who's gonna even get these lists?! With what money?!

So the thing we have ia that the Dormheads take it in between themselves. They had to split up and see how could they handle this pickle. The 3 needed new clothes, new books, everything from A-Z since apparently these wizarding community lives in 'prehistory' according to Leona.

So Azul is the one that walks the 3 around. Thankfully, Hermione's letter had clear instructions of how to navigate and what to do in order to get to Diagon Alley. Of course, Kalim offered some 'teeny tiny' pocket money in the form of pretty gems that they would sell to the bank in order to get money from that world. Ya know, as a gift for the new official school year. Riddle tagged along mostly to make sure no incident befalls out group. Plus he was great in finding the books they needed.

Of course, there were some weird looks thrown at them, mostly at how vibrant they were compared to your normal peep going around.

For a new school gift, the 3rd years and current Dormheads decided to put some comune exchange in order to get some nice things for the 3. For Hermione it was a very pretty quill and special ink. For Ron, he had a beautiful scarf in his favorite colors.

For Harry, they got Hedwig, with the promise that they will use Hedwig to send letters firstly to their families, letting them know they were OK, then send to NRC peeps a letter, mostly to keep up with each other.

Of course, on Diagon Alley they meet Mrs Weasley, who immediately recognises her son. Very floofy reunion in there. :3

We also have a meet with Hagrid. Hagrid is very nice. Everyone in the group likes Hagrid! Yay! :D

We get more exposition from the 2, before they would have to go back to NRC and prepare for the leave on 11th. Since school in NRC started on the 1st of September, this was in the 2nd week.

For giving away the kids, Malleus, Kalim and Vil were assigned. Of course, it came down to a big hug to each of them and Malleus crying like a baby over it, but in the end, the 3 are set on going to Hogwarts with the express.

Of course, their main going in between worlds gate was a mirror. A pocket mirror which had an incantation that had to be said in order to be unlocked. The 3 memorised that thing over and over again so they were able to send Hedwig through and also visit on weekends. :3c

They get assigned to Griffindor and Kalim is delighted since Scarabia has gold and red as their color scheme. So now they match! :D

Leona rubs it in Malleus's face that the house mascot is a lion

The trio would be absolutely used to different 'houses' thing, since at NRC they had 7 dorms to keep up with. Like here is a downgrade to 4, which makes it absolutely easier to just keep up with all the news and in-dorms gossips.

They would absolutely try to befriend Draco. He's a bit mean, but they saw meaner. :'3

Ofc, the NRC keeps up with our trio like it's the national news. The Dormheads read their letters at the meetings holded in the Ramshackle lounge, and then tell the others.

Clearly these 3 Excell in flying and potions. Even practical magic, since they have a much more solid theory behind and there is less struggle when you have like 22 other people brainstorming with you a solution.

DEFINITELY Crewel holds extra lessons for the 3. Give him the potions manual and he'll turn these 3 into alchemists overnight. Not only do they have 3 years behind them of assisting at the potions lessons, but there's also the fact that potions bases for the first years at Hogwarts were usually taught in a few weeks at NRC. So you'd bet that for our trio, Snape just racks his brain trying to find a way to get a weak spot in their potions knowledge.

First year they have one hell of an adventure with Quirrel and the philosopher stone. Granted it was absolutely hilarious how easy these 3 11 years old managed to bypass all the traps and everything.

But they also got Idia with them on that night, mostly forced by Ortho since it was his turn to check on the 3, but ya know... A great light and also the 3 headed dog seems to like him a lot. Wonder why? :3c

Quirrel gets fucking wacked in the head in 4k ultra HD. Yay! Violence! :D

You bet NRC peeps don't allow Harry to return to the Dursleys once he wasn't welcomed anymore. Surprisingly, Leona is again repeating an year, so he takes Harry with him for the summer vacation. Hermione and Ron had to go and catch up with their families. They do re-meet a few times during summer vacation. :3

2nd year of Hogwarts already has the once 3rd years working aboard on internships. So you have now the basilisk problem. No worries, Rook is absolutely thrilled to hunt that thing down. It's almost scary how fast he figured shit out. :'3

3rd year gets us more on our favorite bunch: the ex-first years. Adeuce absolutely help with busting out Sirius. Sebek tries to tell them to keep a low profile... But the whole thing blew up and ya know... Just a grand escape I guess :'3

4th book is where we get fun. With all of our friends either with jobs or on internships, they absolutely help out throughout the whole tournament. From Lilia's spartan training to Azul making a water breathing potion, to Vil's absolutely stunning ball outfits to even Rook and Ruggie's help with how to handle wild creatures and navigate around. All of them are present as spectators and try their best to support their lil kiddos.

And when Voldy comes back and Cedric is cut off due to budget and narative impact, Malleus is absolutely the first one to declare war on Mr Mcbaldy no-nosey.

So with the support of an insanely op fae king and some also very powerful mages from another world that absolutely are getting down and dirty with every occasion to ensure a clean win, you can imagine that less spells are thrown around and more punches and roasts. :'3

[aspoetssay]

that tiktok about fulfilling whims from the book of life inspired this—

pairing: alejandro vargas x f!reader

warnings: alejandro calling you sweet names, smut, fingering, unprotected sex, switch!alejandro, curse words, pinv, minors dni! also I’m horrible at writing smut so that’s that and English is not my first language

p.s. I'm shadowbanned on my main account @bemyawakening for no reason, so I created this one as a backup!

It wasn’t like Alejandro to keep that kind of distance from you. It surprised you that your foolish little prank worked on him and he was refraining from putting his hands on you; keeping his distance.

His hands were always on you, his lips were reaching for your skin, his warmth was soothing you. As a shadow, he provided you, fed your love language and now he was keeping his distance from you.

Precisely a meter away from him, you could feel his presence. Innocently, you tried to ignore the fact that his hands weren’t on your hips already. Fuck—you didn’t think he will take this seriously, but now you had to hold on.

As a joke, really, you told him that you’d do anything he wished if he’d refrain from touching you. Anything. And something clicked inside of that man’s head that he was giving you those eyes before breakfast.

His hot stare was burning your skin. It was harder to focus on preparing a new batch of coffee and mixing the batter for pancakes when he was just watching you.

“Morning, my love,” you acknowledged his presence. “No morning kiss, mh?”

You heard him chuckle. He always complained that you were a tease—it wasn’t a real complaint. As much as he claimed to suffer, he enjoyed it. You knew that. And you shamelessly used that against him. This stupid little competition was proof of it.

“Not today, corazón,” he rasped out. Fuck—his voice always made your heart pump faster. The rasp was so raw, making the hairs on your body stand and a wave of pleasure move down you. “You and your little games.”

“You don’t have to play them.” You slightly turned around, pressing your bum to the counter, giving yourself the opportunity to look at your fiancée.

You regretted doing so because the man was such a teasing persona as well and you couldn’t get enough of him. You didn’t know why you came up with this challenging stuff when your breath was taken away whenever you saw him. But you won’t back down.

His whole body was inviting you—he wanted you to come to him. Back leaned against the wall, sweatpants hanging low, showing that happy trail of black hairs moving down, making you lick your lips unconsciously. The Special Forces toned his body nicely and you never backed down from eyeing him—God, he was so fucking handsome.

“Regretting your own decisions, no?” His voice was undressing you. His voice was leaving you bare and needy. His voice was so fucking close to bringing you down on your knees.

You were. “What decision, my love? M’just trying to make some breakfast. Promised me we’ll have a lazy Sunday.” You knew he could see right through you, so you continued with making the breakfast, starting to enjoy that he was watching you.

Taking the opportunity that he was looking at you, you opened the wall cabinet in front of you, tip-toeing and reaching your hand up to grab the maple syrup that was on the highest shelf. The action made your nightgown ride up your ass and show the bare skin to him which was covered in small bruises from a few nights before.

You heard him take in a sharp breath - no panties. Smirking, you closed the wall cabinet and proceeded to prepare the breakfast. He could leave the room, but he decided to stay and for that, you will make him suffer just a little bit.

Baking the pancakes, you were quiet, knowing he was watching and waiting when you will break your innocent act—your ass was on display. Turning around, you were met with his lustful stare—his pupils overtaking the dark brown of his lovely irises. His toned chest was rising with every breath he took; huh, he really had some patience.

“Why don’t we finish what we started?” His accent was making you swoon. Spanish wasn’t your native language and you have picked the basics because of him, but little did he know that you had been studying when he was out on the missions in order to surprise him one day with fully understanding him.

Alejandro came closer to you, keeping proximity between you two of a few centimetres—not touching. Raising your chin to meet the eyes of the taller man, you softly smiled, slightly shaking your head: “What did we start, mh?”

The man chuckled—he knew how stubborn you were and loved that about you. Slowly, he grabbed the end of your nightgown, pulling it down to cover your bum, not touching your skin. The thought of him almost touching you made you light-headed. He was too close, but not close enough and the need to press your hands into his biceps and pull him closer made you shiver.

That man was a devil. He played your game nicely.

His action made you slightly move back, your ass hitting the countertop, but he followed your movement - keeping the few centimetres between you two.

“Just touch me, Alejandro.” You batted your eyelids. His Adam’s apple moved down and up slowly. He was unwrapping you with his stare. It was too hot in the kitchen.

Sometimes you forgot he was a soldier and he had restraint. “You’ll do anything if I’ll win your little game, corazón. I can’t lose.”

A smirk tugged on your lips. “What is it that you have in mind?”

His smirk only deepened, visibly his eyes moving down to your cleavage, his breathing quickening. The man in front of you was a sin. He’ll wreck you if he wins. You knew well he was able to make sure you won’t walk for a few days.

“It’ll ruin the surprise, no?” His voice was angelic, but his demeanour was far from it.

It was your chance. You turned off the stove and you moved closer, not touching him still. Tilting your head, you met his eyes. “Touch me.” It was more of a demand than a beg. “Cumpliré tus caprichos.” You promised and watched the way his self-control snapped in two. “Todos tus caprichos.”

He loved the way you spoke Spanish, the way your tongue rolled when you pronounced the words—you were a natural. And he had no idea you were capable to say something like this in Spanish. Instead of questioning how, his resistance broke into pieces.

His hands found your body, pushing you to him. His hands fit your body perfectly—you were perfect and now you were this close to getting him whimpering. “Mhm,” he hummed, pushing his palms underneath your nightgown, pushing you closer to the wall, and keeping eye contact. “Eso suena—“ he gulped, processing your words, “eso suena divino.”

Stroking the curve of your waist, you could feel his hard-on against your thighs and you licked your lips in pure lust and victory. Something clearly snapped inside of him when you said that and he was holding back.

You didn’t want him to hold back. “Alejandro.” There was a wicked glint in your eyes and he knew he was fucked. “Tócame.”

Every restraint just snapped apart as if it was made out of paper. His strong hands grabbed you, a primal sound leaving his throat from the depths of his chest—you were just in the kitchen, and now your back hit the bed.

“Oh Dios mío,” he mumbled, his hands softly moving down to your knees as you pushed them closer to you. “Spread your legs, princesa, let me see you.”

Complying, you showed yourself in all your glory, feeling so fucking small when he was starting you like that. He was going to destroy you and you were going to welcome it—only if you wouldn’t have won.

That’s why, when he softly stroked your thigh, you slowly moved up, grasping him by his shoulder to pull him closer to you. “I won.” You reminded him, your arms wrapping around his neck. “So be a good boy and sit down for me, mh?”

Smirking against your lips, he complied. Now you were the one standing in front of him as he was sitting. Simply, you pushed the straps of your nightgown down your shoulders, letting the material fall on the carpet beneath you, receiving a breath from him.

“Eres bonita—fuck,” he breathed out, moving his eyes up and down your body.

Coming closer, you straddled him, feeling his clothed dick pressing on your inner thighs, making you lick your lips. And God—the sight of him looking at you through half-closed eyelids made you want to make him a mess. Fuck him slowly and sensually. Make him drunk on you.

Your bodies moved like magnets. Your lips moved down his neck, fingernails gently tracing his back, making him lean back just a bit. It was heavenly—the taste of his skin was melting on your tongue, filling your lungs with his musky scent, pheromones directed at you. His palms were massaging your body, pressing you closer, trying to create any type of friction between the two of you.

“Come on, baby, behave,” you mumbled against his skin, nuzzling your nose at the bruise you left on his collarbone. Receiving a small whine from him, you chuckled against his skin, pushing your hands down his chest, scraping your nails on his toned stomach.

Pushing your hand into his sweatpants, you grabbed ahold of his dick—it was leaking with pre-cum, slightly throbbing in your hand, his hips moving in ghost movements to get any type of friction. Slicking his pre-cum down his length, your touch gentle and slow, left him impatient. You could see how he was battling to just now throw you on the bed and fuck your brains out, but the anticipation got him locked in his seat.

You raised just enough to pull his sweatpants down before straddling him again. As you pulled him into a messy kiss, you earned a little moan from him as you moved your wet folds on his pulsating dick, coating him with your wetness. The kiss was full of teeth, messy and whiny. The desperation of the two of you was making you breathless and as you pulled away, a string of saliva connect you two, making you share a look with him.

Pushing out your tongue, you broke the string that connected you two, watching the way his eyes ended on your lips. He was breathless and aching for you—and you were taking too damn long to just—

Feeling the familiar grip on your thighs tighten on you - you breathed out a chuckle. He wasn’t a patient man, not when it came to you slowly moving on his dick as if you meant to torture him. “Princesa.”

It was a warning. A warning that your pretty little head will be buried in the sheets as he will take what he wants. But the warning only made you bubble with pure sin, wanting to bring him down the edge—fuck, you wanted him to beg.

“Don’t even think about it,” you warned him, grinding harder against him. Receiving a hiss from him, you could see that you were challenging him.

“You’re being a tease,” he mumbled, a small whine leaving his mouth as you stopped moving your hips on his. His hands cupped your breasts, gently kneading them as he watched you—you two always fought about who will be on top. And as much as he loved being taken care of, he knew that you will be cruel because you won.

“Ask nicely and I’ll give anything you want. I promised, didn’t I?” You innocently fluttered your eyelashes as you grabbed his length and pushed the throbbing tip between your folds.

His nostrils flared, hips moving slightly up as an impulse, but you expected that and slightly moved up. “Princesa,” he gulped, eyes moving down to look at your pretty plump thighs. “I need you—oh, carajo—“ he hissed as you pushed the throbbing tip inside of you, stretching your velvety walls deliciously, but going no further.

The stretch was welcomed, it made you feel warm and giddy. “You can ask better. Can’t you?”

The primal instinct has already kicked in—the need to slap his hips up and meet your body was so tempting. He needed you like air. He needed your tight walls squeezing him, leaving him craving for more. It made him feel frustrated— “Por favor,” he gritted out, his mind plagued by the pleasure of you, by the cruelty of you, by the aching desire for you. “Por favor—please, just go down—“

Satisfied with his unfinished blabbering, you sank down on his cock completely, placing your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself. He was too big—but you welcomed his dick inside you any time. The stretch was burning, and your walls were pulsating against him—panicking, wanting him out, but you sat on him. Your ass completely pressed on his lap as he lost his thought in the middle of the sentence.

He always took his time with you, stretching you out with his fingers, making you cum on his mouth a few times before penetrating you. That’s why this straightforward movement left him choking on the end of his sentence, making him fight with the urge to cum in your right there and at that moment.

Leaning slightly back, you inhaled deeply as you slowly moved up and down, setting your pace. That man was so taken aback by the unexpected stretch that he was just getting mesmerised by the way your breasts were bouncing in front of his eyes. It was unexplainable how quickly your touch, your body, your voice made his brain get shortcutted. All he could think about was the way you were getting off on him. The way your little, pretty fucking moans were better than anything he has heart. The way your slightly knitted your eyebrows from the aching stretch—pornographic really. Too sensual.

Your pace was quickening—his grunts echoing through the room. His hands gripped your thighs harder, trying to slightly meet your pace, but it was all too much—your sensual moans were making him lose coherent thoughts, focus on the way how warm you were, your wet pussy making pretty sounds meeting his hips.

He grew impatient. Wanted more. He was greedy. Moremoremoremore—

“Fuck—princesa—I—“ he breathed out, slightly zoning out as he grunted as you moved harder on him. His grip on your thighs will leave pretty marks that he will kiss every night before sleep, but all he could think of was that he wanted more.

Already shifted slightly to the edge, planting his feet steadily on the carpet, he was ready to fuck you properly—but you sat on him completely, piercing him with your gaze. The lack of movement made him huff out, mouth slightly falling open as he was getting so close to filling your pretty little pussy.

Suddenly, you raised from his lap, moving away from him with a wicked grin on your face. “You just never learn, do you?” Your tone was a sin. You were up to no good. Instead, you walked beside him, crawling into the bed beside him and spreading your legs as you turned around.

The smell of sex was entering his lungs and he was regretting his choices—you little teasing minx.

Your legs were spread right in front of him as he shifted in his seat, to face you. The glistering of your wet pussy was making him throb painfully—you looked so pretty. His eager eyes watched the way you brought two fingers into your mouth, gently sucking them and pulling them out with a pop.

Moving your fingers to your clit, you let out a soft moan, making him lose his mind. His hand moved to his cock, but you flicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth, giving him a glare:

“I’ll tie your hands if I have to, Coronel.”

You calling him by his rank only made him grumble in his chest, already thinking that the lazy Sunday that you two planned will quickly turn into a fucking session that will leave you a blabbering mess. But you, taking control always was welcomed by him—it was the way your voice became authoritative that was making him feel so good.

He was so used to giving the commands that your commands were making him frustrated, but very very turned on. That’s why, he grinned, leaning back to the wall and keeping his hands slightly up as if showing that he is giving up. “Sí, señora.”

Satisfied with his answer, you continued displaying him pure torture. The sounds leaving your mouth were sinful as your two fingers were disappearing in your folds all the way in. He knew it wasn’t enough, he knew you couldn’t pleasure yourself well with your fingers, you couldn’t reach the little sweet spot, but he couldn’t force himself to disobey you.

You looked so fucking pretty. Glistering in a little layer of sweat, cheeks slightly pink as your mouth was slightly opened. So close, you were so close and he could see it. The way your hips slightly rolled, meeting the movement of your fingers, the way you squeezed your breasts and all of that while maintaining eye contact.

Lustful fucking eye contact.

“Good boy,” you breathed out, coming closer to your high. But it wasn’t enough—you needed more, you needed him. And he could see that.

He could see the way you were gripping the blanket with your free hand, trying to roll your hips faster, but it wasn’t enough. Ever since you met him—your fingers, nothing was enough. He destroyed you. He made you addicted to him. And that left him satisfied.

“Come on, princesa, I can see you struggling,” he softly cooed, trying to ignore that the ache in his dick, the angry red tip of his leaking creamy pre-cum just from watching her. “I’ll be good. Promise.”

Letting out a small whine of dissatisfaction, you complied and moved towards him. He slowly moved down, laying on the bed, helping you straddle him. He was too excited and when you moved down on his dick he grunted as you softly trailed your fingers on his stomach and leaned back, starting to pleasure herself properly on him.

Pretty—so pretty. He only chanted your name, as he watched the way your body moved on his, watched the way you chased your pleasure. You were fucking yourself on him and he loved every second of it. The way your hair was falling forwards, your fingers rubbing your clit as you closed your eyes as you spasmed on his dick, coating it with your climax.

“Good girl,” he hummed beneath you. You already felt so fucked out, so shaky from the adrenaline and the lust that you didn’t notice the sly glint in his eyes.

But he slightly pushed his knees up, raising you just a bit before he started to thrust up into you, his balls hitting your sensitive clit, making you gasp out in pure surprise. Your words got stuck in your throat as you tried to breathe in properly—too sensitive, too fucked out, too big, too big, too big. You could swear he was bruising your cervix from this angle and that made you slightly zone out.

Watching the way your fucked out body was getting wobbly, he sat up, placing his hands on your waist as his thrusts slowed down. “Hey—hey,” he softly hummed. “Eyes on me.” He demanded, meeting your teary eyes.

So sensitive—already? He didn’t have to do anything.

“Alejandro,” you whined slightly, not needing to say the words as he knew you were sensitive, your thighs slightly shaking on his.

Was he a bit unhinged that this turned him on even more? “Aw, princesa,” he softly cooed, cupping your face, placing a soft kiss on your lips, feeling the way you became putty in his hands. “You said something about—cumpliré tus caprichos, no?” He recited his words, that smirk tugging on his lips. “Well, mis caprichos start from filling you so full of my cum to leaving you a little, beautiful blabbering mess. Think you can live up to your words?”

That man was a sin. He had the stamina to ruin you. You wanted for him to touch so bad that you forgot about the countless nights he has fucked you until the mornings until you were cock-dumb.

“Words, mi amor,” he softly stroked your thighs, watching the way you zoned out before you met his gaze.

Sealing your lips together, you softly gave into the warmth of his body, humming and welcoming him. “I’d be disappointed if you wouldn’t take what’s promised.”

A little burst of laughter echoed through the bedroom, him cupping your face as his pupils widened slightly. “I can’t wait to wreck your little body so you’d stop with your silly games.”

“I know you like them,” you murmured against his lips.

Oh, he did. Laughing against your lips, he pecked them, humming softly. So in love with you that he’d give you the world. But first, he had to make sure he will live up to his words. His whims had to be fulfilled.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Okay since you now write for cod what about Alejandro, Soap, and Köing reacting a their tall femboy boyfriend who's great at fighting? Like even beat ghost in heels and a dress. Thank you!

Alejandro Vargas, John “Soap” MacTavish, König x tall feminine male reader

headcanons

I just went with a feminine reader, please never use the word femboy in requests sent to me, cuz ill most likely delete them since the word makes me a hundred types of uncomfortable.

I’ll write this one tho since I’ve never actually told yall how I feel about the word, just for future reference.

Now I made the reader taller than Alejandro and Soap, but he’s shorter than König cuz that man is taller than a building.

Alejandro Vargas

-          I think Alejandro would be very impressed with how skilled you are, especially when on a bet you wipe the floor with Ghost, whilst also wearing heels. He will never let Ghost live it down.

-          You are already taller than him, so when you wear heels, he has to turn his head upwards so far to look at you. He’s the type to stand on his tippy toes to kiss you, he doesn’t care what others think.

-          Alejandro definingly will get you heels or other clothes he thinks you would look great in, he gets some help from Rodolfo to find websites that has stuff in your size, since it can be hard to find something that’ll fit tall people.

-          Alejandro is big spoon no matter how tall you are, live with it. He loves to wrap you in his arms and hold you close, presses kisses all over the back of your neck and says all kinds of mushy things in Spanish when you cuddle.

-          He would let you practice makeup on him if you wanted, would even go to debriefings or on missions wearing it if he had too. He doesn’t care what others think, because its special to him and it makes you happy.

 John “Soap” Mactavish

-          Soap would never let Ghost live it down after you beat his ass in your tallest heels, he’s on the sidelines cheering like he’s a fulltime cheerleader. He also made bets with the others that you would win so he has money for your next date night.

-          Soap is somewhat embarrassed that you’re taller than him, mainly when you wear tall heels because you tower over him so much. He’s more embarrassed because he can’t kiss you or wrap his arms around you and rest his head on your shoulder.

-          He’s not above jumping to kiss you, or crawling up onto a ledge or counter to kiss you.

-          He flirts about your height, like asking how the weather is up there beautiful and things like that.

-          Soap goes absolutely crazy if you wear his clothes, even if most of it doesn’t fit height wise. He goes out of his way to get hoodies that are way too big for himself so you can steal them and feel comfortable in them.

 König

-          König would want to train with you himself, especially after seeing you throw Ghost around like a ragdoll. He would ask questions to how you were able to get so skilled in heels. He actually takes what you tell him to heart, because you never know when you might need to fight in heels.

-          Out of heels you are shorter than König, but wearing heels you are taller than him, which he secretly really likes.

-          He likes to be able to look up at you or have you wrap around him from behind, he also likes he doesn’t have to bend at the knees a whole lot to kiss you even if you aren’t wearing heels, makes it life a lot easier.

-          König also feels like he doesn’t stand out as much with you around since you are both so tall.

-          He would throw down with anyone who ever disrespects you for being feminine, he might be shy and have major anxiety, but he will kill a man for insulting you. Then he would hug you and mutter all kinds of sweet words and compliments in German.

[lingering-42-long]

Accidents happen

Alejandro Vargas x F! Reader

So yesterday I needed inspiration for a story and nothing was just coming up, and no matter how much I was trying to think of some thing, nothing was working. So I was doing some house cleaning and I had this crazy thought, ‘what if I fell off the ladder,’ so yeah, that actually was the inspiration I was looking for! I also did a lot of research for this one specific short. I contacted a friend of mine who works at a hospital, and asked him different questions about what would happen if you fell off a ladder ECT. Of course nothing is obviously set in stone so don’t take this as the actual facts that you should do. If you do fall off a ladder and you think you’ve injured, yourself go to the hospital.

Warnings: slight angst(?), injury, hospital

stuff.

Note: I do not speak Spanish fluidly enough to know what I have is correct Spanish grammar. Plz don’t kill me… gracias.

Summery: Cleaning the house can be a

risky thing even if you are careful.

“Are you sure you don’t need any help mi Amor (my love)?” Your Husband, of two years, asked. Alejandro was always the sweet, protective, passionate husband that always made you feel safe and happy. He lived near the base so commuting to and fro was not that bad.

“Yes, I got this, really I do. I know you come home tired so I’m fine doing the work myself.” You where referring to the housework that needed to get done. Usually, both you and Alejandro shared the responsibilities in the house, if one cooked the other cleaned. A dance both of you mastered perfectly, but sometimes solos thrown in were a given.

“Sí, mi Amor, but still…” He looked at you, “I would like to help.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pecked at his lips, “Please let me do this, ok? Besides, I need some time to myself.”

A light, playful gasp from Alejandro as he stared at you “Are you saying your tired of me?!”

“Maybe~” you teased more.

“Well, what can I do but accept el pedido de mi esposa (the request of my wife).” Alejandro kissed you gently at first then more passionately, cupping your face with his hand and stroking your cheek with his thumb. “I will be back later this evening, mi Amor.”

“Ok mi todo (my all).” You tried to speak back in his native tongue. Next think you knew, he was nipping at your neck a bit.

“Ah, querida, realmente deberías tener cuidado con lo que dices a mi alrededor. Pueden pasar cosas si no prestas atención ( Ah dear, you really should be careful what you say around me. Things can happen if you don't pay attention).” He purred before coming back up to give you a breathtaking kiss. “te amo” he whispered and grabbed his bag and keys.

“Tell Rod I said Hi!” You smiled

“I will!” He walked out the door and to his truck, were shortly after he drove off to the bace. You sighed dreamily, that man was such a heartthrob. Going back inside, you began to start on the housework.

It was around 4:15pm and you were still cleaning the house, you took a break here and there and was almost finished. You just had to clean the living room fan next, then sweep, followed by a good mop. That was it. You were proud of the hard work you mustered up to do with only a few distractions. ‘I should join the military’ you laughed to yourself as you set up the ladder above the ceiling fan. Making your way up the ladder, you began dusting the fan. Some dust got into your nose and you sneezed. Before you could regain your balance, ladder tipped and you fell hip first, saving your head from the ground.

A sharp pain coursed though your body, stemming from your femur hip area. You cried out loud and bit back your tongue as you laid there trying to get your breath. There was no way you could walk on it for sure, you could not even think about moving it without throbbing pain cutting through you like a knife, over and over again.

Reaching for your phone in your back pocket, while swallowing your pain you called the paramedics, of course they spoke Spanish at first but once you told them that you spoke English they switched over, asking you what happened, where does it hurt, and where do you live. Soon, they said they would have a team sent to your location within 10 to 15 minutes. You hung up and called your husband next. The phone went to voicemail after six rings. Damn, he must have been at a meeting or training. You tryed Rod next, same thing. You sighed and tryed again, calling your husband. “Hola, soy Alejandro Vargas, lamento no poder contestar el teléfono en este momento, pero deja un mensaje y te llamaré cuando pueda (Hello, I'm Alejandro Vargas, I'm sorry I can't answer the phone right now, but please leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can.)” his voicemail message answered followed with a beep.

“Hey babe, Umm I fell and I am being rushed to the hospital right now. Please try to call me when you can. I love you.” You hung up and sighed, waiting for the paramedics to come.

Alejandro got back from a quick meeting with some of the maintenance repair crew who had to ask him a few questions on the repairs to the humves. He saw Rodoflo walked up to him. “ Señor, su esposa acaba de intentar llamarme pero yo no estaba en mi teléfono. es posible que desee comprobar el suyo. Traté de devolver la llamada pero fue al correo de voz (Sir, your wife just tried to call me but I wasn't on my phone. you may want to check yours. I tried to call back but it went to voice mail).” Odd. Alejandro thanked his second commander and made his way to his office. He saw the notification and listened to the voicemail. It wasn’t long before he was trying to reach you, while running his fingers in his hair, trying to calm himself down. No answer… ‘Shit!’ He was beginning to panic a bit. “Rodoflo!” He called on his walkie-talkie. The man came in, “sí señor?” “My wife… she’s in the hospital.”

He spoke in English grabbing a few more things, “can you watch the bace while I visit her?”

“Of course!!!” Rodoflo looked at his commander “Is she ok??”

“I don’t know. She sounded like she was in pain.” Alejandro grimaced. “I’ll let you know how she is”

The closest hospital was only a 10 min drive, were Alejandro’s wife was. He made his way as fast as he could. In the lobby, he came running though the doors to the receptionist “(y/n) Vargas” he looked at the lady worried. After some typing the lady said “habitación 56 (room). 2nd piso. (Floor)”

“Gracias.” As he practically ran to the elevator.

Once on the floor he walked briskly but quietly to his wife’s room scared of what he may find. Knocking, he heard a faint “come in,” In witch he slowly opened the door and saw his wife, with a few IV drips in her and in a hospital gown.

“Hey” you weekly said as Alejandro pulled up a chair to you “mi amor.~” he held one of your hands, looking at you with the saddest eyes you had ever seen from him. He was, for lack of better word, heartbroken. Not at you, but the situation. “What happened?”

“I was dusting the fan and I sneezed and lost my balance and fell.”

He winced and kissed your hand. “How long till the ambulance came were you by yourself?”

“Like 15 minutes.”

Alejandro closed his eyes and lowered his head to your hand, still clasped in his two. “I’m so so so sorry my love.” He whispered.

“No I’m sorry… I should have been more careful plus I made you leave work early.” You looked down, the pain medicine making you tear up as you sniffed.

“What?!? No Amor! Do not apologize!” His head snapped up to face you, “Accidents happen. Your ok. I’m not mad, just stressed because my beautiful wife had injured herself, but I could never be mad at you.” He looked at you and kissed your cheek.

“Promise?” You asked even if you knew the answer. “Amor, we have been married for 2 years coming on our 3rd… you know there was only one time I ever got mad… and it wasn’t at you really… I will never be mad at you, that’s a promise.” You smiled at him “thank you.”

“Anytime, mi amor.”

You were released three days later after coming to find out that you only had a hairline, intertrochanteric region fracture. You were given a wheelchair to use for a month or more and pain medication. The doctor told you both that you would be healed within 2-3 months.

Now you were at home resting. Alejandro had started calling more often throughout the day to check up on you. He would FaceTime frequently and try to leave work early just to make sure you were fine. It had been a week now and though It was still a dull pain, medicine was doing its job. You did however, feel bad for your husband. Who was taking care of you, dealing with all the chores including cooking, and working a very tiring job. He would never complain though, and would tell you that he would do it 1000 times over with no hesitation.

As of now, you were sitting in the living room reading a book, with soft jazz in the background playing when you heard the door unlock. You set the book down and rolled over to the door as it opened. “Mi Amor! I’m home!” Alejandro called as he held a bag of groceries for dinner. He saw you rolling up to him and his face lit up. “Ah there she is! My beautiful wife!” He placed the bags on the ground and knelt down to kiss you. “How are you?”

“I’m good” you smile as he gently caressed your face. “Can I help you carry anything?” You asked, hating to be a burden. “Are you sure? I don’t want you hurting yourself.” Your overprotective husband looked at you worriedly. “As long as I don’t apply any pressure to my leg I’m OK” you reminded him “If you roll me into the kitchen I’ll carry them for you.”

He smiled “anything to be with you amor”

You laughed “Your hopeless.”

“Hopelessly in love. With you” he smiled and gave you a deep kiss, then gently placed the bags on your lap. “Want to help me cook tonight, mi amor?”

“Always!” You beamed over your shoulder as he pushed you into the kitchen.

[twistedroseytoesy]

Hello it's 🎵 anon again! I've discovered songs for the other characters that may or may not fit:

Yuu: Young, Dumb and Broke by Khalid or Gimme Gimme Gimme by ABBA or Money On My Mind by Sam Smith or Hate Me by Nico Collins or Wonderland by Natalia Kills

Grim: Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom by Parry Grip

Crowley: Greedy by Ariana Grande or Money Money Money by ABBA

Crewel: Fashion by Lady Gaga or Fashionista by Jimmy James

Trein: Soft Kitty, Warm Kitty from The Big Bang Theory

Vargas: Physical by Olivia Newton

Sam: Shopkeeper Song from Undertale

Ambrose: Everything Is Not as It Seems by Selena Gomez

Chenya: Twas Brillig from Alice In Wonderland

Neige: Happy by Pharrell Williams or I won't give up by Jason Mraz

The Dwarves: Heigh Ho from Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs

Rollo: I'm Sorry I Couldn't Save You by Xinclair

Riddle's Mom: The Family Jewels by Marina and The Diamonds

Falena: Save Me by Not A Robot ft adrisaurus or Lullaby for A Princess

Cheka: I Just Can't Wait To Be King from Lion King

Rielle: Part Of Your World from Little Mermaid

Jamil's Parents: Robot or Good In Me by Jon Bellion ( I feel like it's Jamil singing this to his parents) or Afton Family by APAngryPiggy

Najma: Hey Bother by Avicii or Surface Pressure from Encanto (second one is more of Jamil to Najma tbh) or You'll Be In My Heart from Tarzan (again more of Jamil to Najma)

Vil's Dad- Superstar by CG5

And that's all for now. Please let me know if these are suitable for the respective characters.

HECK YA! nice to see ya again 🎵 anon! I do have to warn you that I don't really know a lot of the side characters that arent staff, so I might not be able to say if they do or don't fit the character. Sorry about that.

Yuu: Holy heck there are so many! But I guess that makes sense due to Yuu/Mc being a self-insert for many.

The first song is a fun and laid-back kind of beat and lyrics. Fitting for the more relaxed Mc type, happily enjoying the chaos and optimistic about the future despite any troubles.

The second song is a fun beat and song. Not really sure how to categorize this one though. Fun and good song!

Third song is really sweet, a nice beat and song with kind lyrics, this is for the Mc's that are out there to help the students of NRC, but struggle due to the financial stuff Crowley puts on them. Amazing choice!

Fourth song gives the vibes of an Mc that is in love with these toxic villains that go to this school. they're down bad despite how cruel some can be.

The last song is very fitting for the whole premise of the Twisted wonderland, using different fairy tales to call out to those they are in love with. Cool song, but didn't like the video due to its erotic nature but I could just ignore that and focus on the lyrics and music.

Grim: Roblox war flashbacks really cute song, but not much I can do with this song for Grim. A cute and fun song so thanks!

Crowley: The first song doesn't really fit him due to the fact that he would never admit that he's greedy. That's the opposite of how generous he always is! good idea but not quite.

The second song has an amazing melody right off the bat! this song is definitely fitting, could change the focus from getting a man with a lot of money to them doing better than RSA. Amazing fit, but I don't plan on writing it out. Good choice!

Crewel: The first song is a bit too intense for how he works in my head. Also, the second language that is used in the song would be hard to work with.

Second song is a lot more fitting of his personality. His commands and the way he talks to his students. PErfect fit for the fashionista teacher.

Trein: hehehe! what a cute and wholesome song for the grumpy old man. Can definitely see him singing this to Lucius when he thinks he's alone in his classroom. heck yes.

Vargas: Wow... It's a good song for him, I would just have to change a lot of the lyrics to make it more family-friendly. I like the energy just way too many innuendos.

Sam: Love this tranquil song, but there are no lyrics to change or song to write, it's great, but not quite fitting. Besides, I think the song he's got already is perfect.

Ambrose: I don't know this character, or any of the side characters much, but this song doesn't really fit his joyous attitude and kindness. Honestly think this song fits Crowley more than Ambrose. Also, A song that I think would be more fitting is "Higitus Figitus" or "that's what makes the world go around".

Chenya: Very fitting to have the Cheshire cat person sing the Cheshire cat song. Apparently, it's a part of a different song/poem, the Jabberwocky. So I might have him singing it and the mc coming into those specific lyrics. very good choice.

Neige: Both of these songs are so good for the ball of pureness that is Neige, the first song gets everyone dancing and will bring a smile to many. While the second song brings a bittersweetness that moves many to smile at times they've had in the past and to look forward to more times of joy in the future. They're perfect for him.

The Dwarves: Of course we have the little dwarves singing the original dwarves' song in the mines. Not much to say or change with this one, just perfect.

Rollo: New character I know nothing about since I try to avoid spoilers. Strange song and has fairly self deprecating vibes. Not sure if this fits him or not. not willing to look at spoilers for now over it anyway. interesting choice, I cant say much about it due to ignorance of the character.

Riddle's Mom: This woman fucking sucks. the song is amazing and shows a side to Riddle that he probably has buried to try and keep the tense peace between himself and his mother. The song shows that he's better than the things his mom demanded of him, that he's better because he strayed. He's made friends, he's happier and he's more beautiful being imperfect than the gemstones the mother expected him to be. Not going to write it since its so perfect.

Falena: So this is the brother of Leona, the king of the sunset Savana. The first song is deep and shows that Falena was aware of Leona's struggle and tried to help. The second song had an amazing MLP animatic that tugs at the heartstrings. Not fitting for the lion brothers but a song of love and heartbreak. I think the first song fits better.

Cheka: Fun childish song of carefreeness for the bundle of joy that is Cheka! also fitting for him to sing his Disney counterparts' songs. Another I wouldn't write due to not knowing him well enough.

Rielle: Apparently he's the twisted version of Ariel from the little mermaid. So that's cool! classic singing of the original characters' song. The longing to see another world, to learn something new and try something different. seems fitting for this excitable prince.

Jamil's Parents: Dang, that Robot song is very deep into the issue Jamil always had with his servitude. He blames his parents and Kalim for his upbringing, having to hold himself back, to seem lesser because he was just a servant just someone inconsequential and only there to help others. This could be an inner soul song for him.

The second song shows just how much Jamil hates that the things he was good at had to be restrained, that he had to hold himself back and never speak his mind. Another build-up to his eventual overblot.

the third song was awesome, but not very fitting to the story for Jamil. Good song and it had an awesome animation too.

Najma: the brother song is sweet but doesn't really capture the banter and the snarky remarks we see between the two, this is that deep familial love that we don't get to see much of due to how Jamil works.

Second song of surface pressure is pretty fitting for how hard Jamil works and puts on himself. During the festival we see how much Najma cares, despite the teasing, she doesn't push him or demand much. She listens and supports her brother. Probably what kept him sane when he worked as a servant for all those years.

The last song is again a bit too sappy for the two vipers, but The sentiment is sweet and they do care for each other in a passive-aggressive (at times) way.

Vil's Dad: Never seen this character, I think. So I don't know if this song fits or not. But if he's proud of what his boy can do, despite some not-so-savory things to others. Then ya that song fits him well.

[drabbles-mc]

Language

Neron ‘Creeper’ Vargas x F!Reader

@redpoodlern requested more Dad!Creeper and honestly I was more than happy to deliver on that haha. And thank you to @garbinge for always helping me pull together all of my ideas!

Warnings: language, mentions of alcohol, Creeper being a big ol’ softie with his kiddos

Word Count: 3k

A/N: This definitely takes place in the same universe as Like Father, Like Son because I’m a big fan of the family dynamic that I was sort of starting to build there. If no one has any objections that’s probably going to be my default HC for my future Dad!Creeper fics unless stated otherwise haha. I just love the idea of him with a pack of kids.

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The kids had one week off from school. One week. Seven days. Technically only five if you weren’t counting the weekend. You didn’t want to take the entire week off of work when you would be out on maternity leave in a couple more months, and as much as Creeper wanted you to be taking it easy, he said that if you really wanted save your time off for your leave, he would gladly keep the kids with him for the week.

“You and the guys can’t be doing,” you glanced around to make sure the kids weren’t in the room, “You and the guys can’t be doing serious club shit while they’re there, okay?” you knew that Creeper was always careful, but you also knew that some of the other men in the MC with him weren’t quite as cautious.

“Never, mama,” he leaned in and kissed your cheek, “Don’t worry. We’ll hold it down. It’s been a while since they got some time with their uncles, anyway.”

“Alright,” you nodded, taking a deep breath, “Go round up the gremlins, then,” you laughed, “They should each have their backpack with stuff in it.”

“Givin’ ‘em homework on their week off?” he chuckled.

You shook your head, “No, no. Just stuff to do if they get bored at the clubhouse. Coloring books, matchbox cars, whatever else they can fit in there.”

“Pfft,” he shook his head, “like we’ll ever let them get bored,” he let out a whistle, “Let’s go, homies! Time to roll out.”

Their footsteps thundered through the house as all three if them came booking it down the hall, each with their backpacks either on their shoulders or dangling from their hands. Both you and Creeper laughed at how excited they were to spend some time with their dad and their entire squad of uncles at the clubhouse.

“Which car you taking, baby?” you asked him.

“Just figured I’d take the van. It’s got all their stuff in it already.”

You smiled, nodding as you grabbed the keys off the counter and tossed them to him, “Alright, no doing donuts with it.”

He chuckled, “If they ask I won’t be able to tell them no,” he was about to say something else when his phone started going off in the pocket of his kutte. He reached and took it out, brows furrowing slightly as he answered, “Yea? Yea I’m about to head out. We’ll talk about it when I get there,” he shook his head slightly, “Alright yea,” with a huff he hung up the phone.

“All good?” you arched one eyebrow.

He nodded, “Yea. They act like I’m not gonna see them in twenty minutes. What the fuck is that important that it can’t wait?”

You shot him a glare, “Neron! Language, please.”

“Shit, sorry.”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

He smiled sheepishly, stepping in close to give you a kiss, “I’m sorry, I love you, and I’ll call you later, mama.”

“Mhm,” you laughed as you playfully shoved him towards the door, “Tell the kids they gotta keep your boys in line.”

“They don’t even need me to tell ‘em.”

Very few things rivaled the excitement that the guys felt when they saw the minivan rolling into the scrapyard. Seconds after Creeper threw the van in park, all of the kids came sprinting out. His son leapt out of the passenger seat as his little sisters came tumbling out the back. It was quite the scene watching them walk up with their father, looking like quite the entourage all together.

“Wifey let you take the real whip today, huh?” Angel said with a laugh as he pulled Creeper into a hug.

He chuckled, “Anything for the wolfpack,” Creeper watched as his kids made their rounds to say hi and hug each of the men that were outside the clubhouse waiting for them to arrive.

Angel looked over at the minivan, “Still can’t believe she let you put those fuckin’ stickers on there, bro,” he laughed.

“Yo,” he smacked Angel in the chest, “No swearin’ in front of the kids,” he paused, “What do you got against the stickers? I think they’re cool.”

“Guess I just never thought that your soccer mom van needed fake bullet holes.”

“That’s what keeps it from being a soccer mom van,” he tapped the side of his head with a knowing look, like he had cracked some sort of code.

“Right,” Angel laughed and shook his head before turning his attention to the kids, “Brandon! Get over here! Let’s see if you’re taller than me yet, dude.”

Creeper turned and saw that the twins were already trying to take Hank down to the ground—a goal that they’d had ever since they were little toddlers. Every time they saw him, they got closer and closer to being successful but they weren’t quite there yet. He had one hanging off of each arm as he tried to walk across the yard without falling over onto them. Creeper laughed as he watched the shenanigans unfold, and they’d only been there for about two minutes.

“Alex! Ava!” he shook his head slightly with a smile, “Give Uncle Hank a break, alright? The man has work to do.”

“They’ll be taking him to the ground soon enough, man,” EZ laughed as he let Hank struggle with the two little girls.

“Make sure you’re filming it,” Creeper responded with a laugh as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“How’s Y/N?” EZ asked.

“Pregnant,” he looked over at EZ and laughed, “Nah she’s good. Working this week, so we got some extra help around here.”

“She’s still working?”

He nodded, “Oh yea. She’ll work till the baby pops outta her,” he shook his head, “I don’t know how she fu—” he caught himself, “I got no clue how she does it, man.”

“Pregnancy one of those things you get better at the more you do it?”

He laughed, “Why don’t you ask her next time you see her?”

“Hard pass,” he shook his head, laughing.

Creeper was glad that he had an entire team of guys to help him try to tire them all out, because it wasn’t an easy task in the slightest. At one point he was fairly certain that he lost them in the depths of the scrapyard and when he did finally find them, they were running around and playing hide and seek where all the scrapped cars were kept. The only thing that kept him from having a heart attack at the sight of it was knowing that none of the cars had any glass left in them that the kids could cut themselves on. But the three of them had easily turned the scrapyard into their kingdom.

“C’mon, lunch time,” he called out to them and they all hesitated, not quite ready to give up the game. Creeper sighed, “Chucky made lunch for you guys.”

That was all it took. Their eyes lit up and the girls almost pushed their brother to the ground in an attempt to beat him back to the clubhouse. Creeper shook his head as he followed them, egging them all on.

“C’mon, B-Dawg, use those legs!” he called after his son with a laugh.

“Knees to chest, Brandon!” Angel joined in as he watched the three of them race up the steps of the clubhouse.

Soon enough, the three of them were all sat at one of the tables inside the clubhouse. Chucky beamed at them, “The Vargas Trio,” he brought their plates over, “I hear you’re keeping us company for the week.”

“Dad said we get to come every day,” Ava said as she shoveled a spoonful of food into her mouth.

“Eat first, then talk, lil mama,” Creeper chastised her with a small smile as he shook his head.

Creeper sat at the table with them, casually drinking his beer as he watched the three of them tuck into the lunch that Chucky had made for them. He knew that Chucky loved when the kids were around—he became the ultimate chef and babysitter once those kids set foot on the property. There wasn’t a single thing that he wouldn’t do for those kids and Creeper could tell just by the way that Chucky seemed so at peace as he watched them sitting around the table together.

“What d’you guys say?” he asked them as he nodded towards Chucky.

“Thank you, Uncle Chucky,” they all said in unison.

The warmest of smiles spread across Chucky’s face as he nodded, “The pleasure is all mine.”

By late in the afternoon, the kids were finally starting to run out of steam. The girls were sprawled out on the floor of the clubhouse, art supplies strewn everywhere as they worked through entire sketchbooks’ worth of paper with Chucky. Brandon had been lurking at a safe distance as he watched some of the guys work in the scrapyard. The idea of breaking things apart was intriguing for many reasons to an eight-year-old boy, but he always listened if one of the men said to back up or not touch something. Every now and then, though, Creeper would let him take a crack at something with the hammer and the excitement on his son’s face was contagious.

The two of them walked back into the clubhouse to get a couple water bottles for themselves and the rest of the guys outside. Creeper was behind the bar, handing them over to his son while also trying to get a good look at what Alex and Ava were up to with Chucky. He smiled at the way the three of them seemed to exist so peacefully together. He hoped that the twins would always get along as well as they seemed to so far.

There was the quiet snapping sound of a pencil point breaking, followed by Alex tossing it to the side and huffing, “Fuck that.”

The entire clubhouse fell silent. Creeper’s eyes went wide as his jaw dropped slightly and Chucky looked over to him, trying to figure out what he was supposed to say or do. Creeper set one last water bottle down on the surface of the bar before addressing the issue.

“Alex? You good, babygirl?”

“It’s like the bazillionth time my pencil has broken.”

He wanted to be amused but he knew that you’d kill him for not talking about the whole language issue, “Alright. I hear you. But…but you can’t be talkin’ like that. Where’d you even hear that, anyway?”

“You,” all three of his kids replied in unison.

He exhaled sharply through his nose as he pressed his lips together into a thin line, trying to figure out what the right way to go about this was, “Look,” he waved for his son to follow him as he walked over to his daughters, “You can’t be talkin’ like that, okay? Those are grownup words. Whatever you do,” he rested his hand on her shoulder gently, “Don’t say that in front of Mommy,” he looked amongst the three of them, “And if it slips, you tell her that Uncle Angel taught you that, alright?” they all nodded and he let out a tiny sigh of relief, “Good. Okay.”

That was the last thing he said about it as he nudged Brandon’s shoulder and they went back to collect up the water bottles and bring them outside. The girls went back to their drawings and Chucky decided that there was nothing left to do but follow suit.

“Uncle Chucky?” Alex asked without looking up from her paper.

“Yes, my dear?”

“Why don’t you talk like they do?” she continued to fill in the cartoon coloring page, “Daddy says they’re grownup words but I never hear you saying them.”

“Speaking like a grownup doesn’t interest me in the slightest,” he smiled at her before returning to his own paper.

It was a week filled with antics. The clubhouse was covered in coloring pages of every cartoon and Disney character you could possibly think of. All of the guys had gotten their nails painted by the twins at least once. Brandon got his own Romero Brothers work-shirt and now he never wanted to take it off. Every single member of the MC was tired in a way they never remembered being tired before. Nap time was something that everyone partook in, even the adults, because they all needed the rest.

You took a half day on Friday so you could spend some time with all of them at the clubhouse. You liked seeing the kids running around having a good time with the guys, and truthfully you missed the nights you’d stay late with Creeper there. Late-night partying hadn’t been something the two of you had done in a long time, but none of that compared to the sense of joy you felt as you heard your daughters very intensely explaining the entire plot of both Frozen movies to EZ, who sat and nodded along, a very serious look on his face.

You smiled, making your rounds to say hello to the guys before you made your way over to Creeper who was sitting at the bar. He smiled, standing up to place a kiss to your lips and then to your belly before offering you his seat. You took it without hesitation, always happy to be off your feet for a few minutes.

“How’s the week been?” you asked as you glanced around the clubhouse.

He nodded, “Good. The guys will be sleeping for a week straight once the kids go back to school,” he laughed.

You smiled, nodding, “I bet.”

“It’s been nice having them here. Keeps things from getting to serious.”

“Yea,” you chuckled, “I’d imagine that it’s a bit harder to have a serious argument when all of your tables are covered in drawings of Olaf and Moana, and everyone’s nails are painted hot pink.”

“I kinda like it,” he held his hand out for you to inspect, “But I think purple is more my color.”

You laugh, nodding, “Oh, for sure, baby.”

The two of you were chatting when all of a sudden you heard a series of thuds, followed by Ava softly, but very clearly, saying, “Fuck,” as she rubbed her skinned knee.

You looked over at your husband, staring daggers, “Neron, I swear to god if—”

“It wasn’t me, mama, I swear,” he held his hands up in surrender.

With a sigh you rose up from the stool and made your way over to your daughter. You looked at her knee—it was scraped but it wasn’t bleeding. She also wasn’t crying which was a good sign. You asked if she was alright and when she said yes, you asked your follow-up question, “Where’d you hear that word, sweetie? Because those aren’t words that you should be using.”

Creeper held his breath as he waited for her to respond. Ava looked at you, and with no hesitation she responded, “Uncle Angel.”

You whipped your head to look at the biker in question. His eyes were as wide as you’d ever seen them. He tried to sputter out a denial, some kind of defense, but he couldn’t string the words together. He couldn’t believe that he’d just been thrown under the bus like that, especially by the girl who not even an hour beforehand said that he was her favorite uncle.

Calmly, you rose to your feet and smoothed out your dress. Creeper recognized the look in your eye and he knew that Angel was in for it. He felt bad, but not bad enough to step in and tell you the truth of the matter. It was a little deal in the grand scheme of things, really.

“Baby,” Creeper called after you, “Baby I can handle—”

“It’s fine, Neron,” your tone was dangerously even, “I just wanna talk to Uncle Angel for a minute.”

He knew that that meant you did not want to talk, “Mama, really—”

“Bring the kids outside, please. We gotta start heading home anyway.”

At that point he knew that he wasn’t going to convince you. He scooped Alex in one arm and Ava in the other, “Alright, let’s go, babygirls,” he nudged Brandon gently towards the door, “C’mon, lil homie, let’s pack the car up.”

Once the clubhouse door shut behind them, you turned your full attention to Angel. You picked up a stray coloring book and rolled it the same way you would a newspaper, and smacked him with it, “Angel Reyes!”

“Ah,” he held his arms to block your swings, “Y/N, hear me out!”

“You will not,” you smacked him again, “be teaching my six-year-olds how to cuss,” you hit him with the book once more for good measure, “Got it? Pregnant or not I will beat your ass.”

He held his hands up in surrender, “Okay, okay. Sorry, querida. Didn’t realize that they picked things up so quick.”

You pointed the rolled up coloring book at him accusingly, “Better start realizing it.”

“Yes ma’am,” he nodded.

You looked at him for a few seconds before giving a nod of approval and dropping the book back onto the table, “Good. Alright then,” you stood on your tip-toes and kissed him on the cheek, “Glad we’re on the same page. I love you.”

“Love you too,” he shook his head slightly as he followed you out of the clubhouse.

He said goodbye to the three kids as they piled into the minivan before pulling Creeper to the side, “Why’d Ava snitch on me like that, bro?”

Creeper chuckled nervously, running his hand over his head, “About that. I…I might’ve told them to blame you if they slipped up in front of their mom.”

“What the fuck, Creep?”

“What? You tellin’ me you wouldn’t do the same shit?”

He paused for a moment before laughing, “Yea, probably. But still,” he gave him a light shove, “Messed up turning my own nieces and nephew against me like that.”

“Technically just turning their mom against you a little bit,” he chuckled.

“I feel like that’s worse.”

“It’s definitely worse,” Creeper clapped him on the shoulder, “Well. Better get ready. Next vacation is gonna be for the whole summer.”

Angel laughed as he hugged Creeper, “Can’t wait.”

[the-tiger-with-a-computer]

Twisted Wonderland NoSleep Au

Heartslabyul Part 2

For now on this Au will be called the NoSleep Au as a reference to the subreddit that helped to inspire this Au. So a quick recap, Yuu has mentioned that something is VERY wrong with their town but refuses to talk about it which worries the others and when they went to see about getting Riddle to remove the collar Cater said that they need to get a apology tart and then the school day officially begins.

Yuu: So, we have potions class first right?

Deuce: Yup.

Ace: Who was the professor again?

*Then the professor walked into the room*

Crewel: Glad to see such fresh new faces in my homeroom. There are some rare hair colors in the bunch, not bad, make sure to take proper care of it. My name is Divus Crewel and I am your potions teacher. Class will begin. I will beat the names of 100 types of medicine and poison into your little brains. We'll cover fungi later, no memorize these so you don't get yourselves poisoned. Dogs will eat anything that they find on the ground. Your training will be strict and I better not see any red marks on your tests.

Deuce: What's a fungi?

Yuu: Any type of spore-producing organism, they also cluster together sometimes.

Deuce: Thanks.

Ace: I'm no good at memorization.

Yuu: I can help you later Ace.

Ace: Thanks Yuu.

*Next up was History, which Yuu was very exited for*

Trein: I am Trien and I am in charge of your history lessons. This is my familiar, Lucius. You will learn about the history of magic that has brought prosperity to the world. Participation in class will affect your grade, not just reports. I will not forgive sleeping in class. Open your textbooks to page 15. We will start with the discovery of magic crystals in the Dwarf's Mines. Magical energy spread throughout the world after this century. We call it the "Beginning of Magic".

Ace: This is boring.

Deuce: Didn't we go to those mines?

Yuu: I think so.

Grim: I want to use magic already.

*Third period was Athletics which Yuu was less exited for. Also this is going to be SO long, what I will do now is just give a general rundown of the class, teacher, and Yuu's thoughts on the class*

The teacher for this class is a man named Vargas. He boasted about how healthy and fit he is and how it is important for wizards to train their muscles and stamina. Fun fact, Yuu might be a great runner but they have no overall strength or stamina whatsoever, so this class proved one of the most challenging classes for Yuu.

After this class Grim tried to run away saying that he wanted to learn magic. It took a while for the group to catch him. During lunch they got into trouble with some other students, but thankfully Yuu was able to defuse the situation. After that the group saw Cater with another student with green hair. That person was Trey, and he explained to Yuu and Grim about the seven dorms and their quirks. When talking about Diasomnia another student by the name of Lillia appeared to talk. It was very surprising but Lillia was very kind, though the students that were with him did not look that way. But when Ace started bad talking about Riddle, Riddle overheard and decided to not remove the collar. Ace then earned a smack on the head from Yuu. After Riddle talked about how rule-breakers should not be forgiven Yuu felt as if something was off. As if there was a darkness overtaking Riddle, after all Yuu could understand where he was coming from, their home had a lot of strange rules that are meant to keep everyone safe. One wrong move could lead to your death, or in Yuu's case, having their left eye completely removed. Then Trey explained how Unique Magic worked and how it's a type of magic that only they can use. Back to the whole tart situation, Cater said that Trey is a baker and that he could help them. Trey was happy to help but asked the group to gather chestnuts for the tart. So it was off to the forest after class.

Ace: So we have to collect a lot of chestnuts. How should we do this?

Yuu: First, we need a basket to hold them, and since chestnuts have thorns we need something to grab them.

Grim: They have thorns? Thanks Yuu, I was about to start picking them.

Deuce: Well, I think there should be what we need in the botanical garden.

Ace: Then let's go take a look.

Deuce: There should be a caretaker, we should split up and look for them.

Ace: I'll go left.

Deuce: I'll go right.

Yuu: Me and Grim can go straight to the back.

Grim: There are many good stuff here. I just might eat some!

Yuu: Grim, don't or else there will be no tuna for you.

Grim: Fine. But it better be good tuna.

Then Yuu felt like they stepped on something.

???: Hey, you got some nerve stepping on someone's tail without saying anything.

Yuu: I'm sorry about that. I was looking for the caretaker.

???: I was in the middle of a nice nap. Then you came and walked all over my tail. This sucks.

Yuu: Again, I'm so sorry.

???: Hang on a moment. Aren't you that herbivore that the mirror said can't use magic? *Snif snif*

Yuu: *Why is he smelling me?*

Leona: You really don't have a speck of magic on you. I don't feel like taking on an opponent that can't resist. But I, Leona, can't just let you walk away after you stepped on my tail. I was having a nice nap, but now I'm pissed.

Yuu: *He's gonna hurt me!*

Then, thankfully, another student came in and told Leona that it was time for his lessons. He also said that if Leona kept being help back, then they were going to be classmates. Leona left, but not without giving Yuu a warning.

*Outside Yuu explained everything to Ace and Deuce.*

Ace: Yuu is right, that was definitely not the caretaker.

Grim: He was wearing a yellow vest.

Yuu: I think that he was from the Savanaclaw dorm.

Deuce: Is it just me, or are there a lot of delinquents at Night Raven Collage?

Yuu: It's not just you, I've noticed it as well.

Ace: Anyway, our chestnut pile is really big. Let's get them back to Trey.

*This is already starting to look a bit long so I will end it here. The next park will take place when the gang get back to Trey. Until next time.*

[thepaperpanda]

Baby Sister || Sam Drake x Adler!Reader

Summary: You’re the baby sister of Rafe Adler. It’s been a while since he was imprisoned in Panama jail in an attempt to get a clue on his treasure hunting. Missing him dearly as he is the only family member that left you, you make your way into the prison to meet with Rafe. Unfortunately, he isn’t happy seeing you. The entire situation ends in you and Samuel Drake getting a bit too close to one another.

Warnings: Smut! ♥

Words: 4194

Authors: Cass & Rouge

PART 1

It has been half a year since the day your older brother, Rafael Adler, was imprisoned in Panama prison.

Missing him dearly, you begged the director of the facility to let you meet with your brother. It took you several visits to gain man's trust of not being smuggler of any kind, and in the end you've gotten a permit.

That day the gates of Panama prison opened for you widely, and two guards escorted you directly to a meeting room.

Dressed in a black, flared dress that reached half of your thighs, and flat, white sneakers, you stepped inside the outpost.

There was a horrible kind of climate of fear and paranoia there, it made a cold shiver run down your spine.

Some nasty comments addressed to you by prisoners while you were following the guards along a desolated corridor made your involuntary gag reflex harder than ever before.

Soon, the three of you have reached a huge, steel door. One of the guards opened them with a key that was previously attached to his belt. You were allowed inside, and as soon as you stepped in, you saw Rafael standing next to the window, he was peeking outside, at a prison yard.

"Rafael!," Your voice was nothing more but a quiet mumble.

Rafe wasn't happy, not even a little bit.

He knew there were problems coming when he heard from Vargas that there was a young girl begging to let her meet with a brother.

"What are you doing in here, huh? I told you to stay away from it, does your little female brain have problems with processing words?,” He growled, crossing arms over his chest. The last thing he needed now was his little sister dragging him and the whole job down.

Without regard for his rough words, you approached him and simply nuzzled to his chest.

The gap between the two of you wasn't too big, yet he was 5 years older than you.

Since when he was gone from your family home, you had to take care of yourself, and it was rather a thankless task. You didn't know what to do, and cried thousands of years after him.

Even though his attitude towards you was always harsh, you loved him dearly. He was your only family, and he was a role model in your eyes.

You and Rafe exchanged a lot of letters, he assured in them that he missed you equally much as you did miss him.

"It's been so long, brother. I was so scared you might be hurt... You stopped responding to my letters, so I did everything to be allowed in here... I just had to check whether you're in good health or not..."

Rafe rolled his eyes, he was getting annoyed.

"Are you done with yapping? I told you I am busy with Drakes, I am not going to waste my time on silly letters," man added, looking at you. "I left you home with everything you needed. I even hired this stupid butler just to make sure you won't die out there."

Rafe tried his best to get rid of you. Yes, you were his only family member, but most of the time you were a bit too much to handle for him. Following and nagging him. "Do you need anything?"

"I missed you... That's all," you whispered sadly and quickly took a place on a metal chair standing at the tip of a metal table. "The butler won't replace my brother, in any way. The house is so huge, so empty and cold without you being there," you lowered your head.

Anytime he was raising his tone on you, he was guilt-tripping you. You were only a girl, and even your desperate attempts in getting his attention (like trying to study all the stuff he needed in his so called work), you were always pushed aside in the end.

"If that's all you can go back home. I really don't have time for sensitivity, I didn't come here for pleasure. I. Am. Working. Here!," He said loudly, hands clenched in fists.

Rafe honestly had enough of you already. You're always coming to him because you wanted to show pointless stuff, or you needed something. It was driving him crazy sometimes.

Lowering your head, you bit your lower lip hard. You closed eyes for a moment, trying your best to hold the tears back. You never knew what you have done wrong in your lifetime to deserve such a treatment from his side.

When you cooled down a little, you got up, and not looking at him you walked to the door and banged them to let guards know the visit was finished.

"It was nice to see you all well after all," you whispered.

"Sit down," Rafe said suddenly, pointing on the metal chair. "Now," he ordered harshly.

Blinking and being taken aback by his sudden interest, you looked at him above your shoulder.

In the same moment one of the guards peeked inside.

In Spanish you thanked him and assured it won't take you long, because apparently your brother wants to tell you something.

As soon as the door was closed again, you took a seat.

"Now, stay here," he muttered, briefly patting the top of your head. "Don't even move," Rafe instructed before leaving the room, he knew the guard won't be a problem. Rafe paid a lot to get himself and Drake brothers in here after all.

A few minutes later the door opened again, but this time it wasn't Rafe. It was one of Drake brothers, the older one to be exact.

"Hello? Rafe said that there might be a nice lady to talk to?," Sam hummed and looked at you with a cigarette slipped between his lips. "Hey."

You frowned, but remained quiet, and didn't even shift in your spot. You observed the man, and you did recognise him after many of your brother stories. It was probably Samuel Drake, the older from Drake brothers. The one who had to be an expert in pirate stuff that Rafe needed so desperately in his work.

You licked your lips, and tilted your head a little. "Where's Rafe?"

Sam moved the cigarette from one corner of his mouth to another. "Um, I don't know. He said there is a nice lady here, and went on with his stuff. I'd come with my little brother, but sadly he is busy as well. You would love him, he is younger and more your age, but of course not as charming as I am," he winked and sat on the chair right in front of you.

In the first impulse you wanted to get out of the room. You were all alone with a complete stranger. Rafe has left you to the wolves again, you weren't even surprised. Instead, a rage was filling your soul.

But then a realization came to your mind; if this was one of Drake brothers, you could prove your brother your real value by trying to get some information from this man. You decided to play a little game.

You rested your chin on your hand. "So you must be the older from Drake duo," whispering, you tilted your head aside and smiled on h sweetly.

Sam nodded with a smile on his lips. "Yup! Samuel Drake at your service."

Sam heard about you, mostly about how annoying you were, but here he was, right in front of you. You were sitting in front of him in this beautiful dress, you looked cute to him. "So... He left you here? All alone?"

With a little shrug a little sigh came along. "As you can see," you looked down on your hands and rubbed them together. "My brother was never an effusive person, especially not when it came to me," adding, you slowly got up from your place and walked to the window.

Sam nodded slowly. "I can tell, we spent some time together and honestly I am surprised. I am an older brother myself, I would die for Nathan," he summed up.

Listening to his words, you peeked out of the window to see a few guards with guns patrolling the yard.

You turned to the man that was trapped with you in a room, slowly bending your ass against the low windowsill. "Your brother's lucky then."

Sam watched you without saying a word.

You decided to take over control. Knowing the place he was in, you assumed it must have been a great while since he held a woman in his arms. Playing with emotions was something you were thankful to Rafe for teaching you.

You walked to the man and simply took a seat on his lap. Gently playing with his sideburn, you licked your lips. "I've heard you're a specialist from pirates. Is that true? Are you currently looking for a treasure? My brother was telling me you're good at this."

It was happening quickly, but he didn't mind at all, they all were locked down there for a bit too long, and he surely missed the woman's company. "Yes, I am a pirate expert, and yes, we are looking for a treasure. That's why our asses are stuck in here."

"I was always interested in my brother's work, though he didn't want to share anything with me," you whispered in a sad tone. "Do you know where to look for this treasure or whatever it is?," You asked sweetly after a moment of silence. Your fingers trailed up and down his chest.

Sam chuckled, placing a gentle kiss to your cheek. "Listen, little one, I know you tried to find out something so you could tell your brother, but sadly that ship has sailed. Rafe knows about everything we do," Drake shrugged, patting your hip.

You blinked a few times, his words surprised you much. Shifting slightly in your place, you bit your lower lip, and looked him in the eye.

Sam grabbed your chin, his thumb gently stroked it. "What's wrong, Y/N?," He asked simply.

"I...," You mumbled and went quiet. You felt like a complete idiot. First, you tried to seduce the man to get information about him. And he figured your plan out so quickly.

Your eyes glistened as you gazed at him; he was a handsome man.

"Want me to get you out of here? I can walk you to the guard station. Just talk to me," Drake stated, rubbing your back.

You didn't know how to behave. Taking he was an enemy of some kind, you should have kicked him right in the balls. But on the other hand, he was kind to you all the time, even if you tried to mock him. "Yes, please," you asked politely.

Sam helped you get off his lap, then he got up and walked you to the door. Sam even opened them for you. "Honestly, pity you don't want to stay longer, but it was a pleasure to meet you after all."

You stopped him from opening the door fully. You didn't know why you acted this way, but an urge grew within your body. It's been a while since you were with a man as well. You didn't know why, but this guy was turning your head upside down. "No," you whispered and closed them, you leaned your back against the steel.

Sam chuckled. "Are you like one of those typical women that don't know what they want?," He teased you.

Blushing, you turned your head aside.

Thinking about your past, you knew you made a lot of mistakes. You knew it was wrong to blindly follow your brother's will, yet you did.

But now you wanted to decide for yourself. At least once in a lifetime. If he left you alone, like a prey you seemingly were to him, you had a right to use the situation as well, hadn't you?

You wrapped your arms around the man's chest and nuzzled him.

Sam wrapped his arms around you.

You were cute, the whole 'I can't decide' thing was getting into him.

Sam grabbed your hips and picked you up to take a good look at you. "Is there something you want to tell me, sweetheart?"

"I have never met a man as handsome and mysterious as you," you mumbled openly, giggling as he picked you up.

"And I have never met a girl as sweet and small as you," Sam said, surprised at how light you were. "So, what shall I do with you now, huh?," He hummed nuzzling to you. Sam was aware of your intention but he wanted to hear it from you.

"Put me down, that's first," you asked calmly, and as soon as he did, you looked up into his eyes. He was twice your height, towering over you like skyscrapers over a block. "Second," you pretended to be thinking hardly, "if I'm Adler, and if you're Drake, then we can think about some nice way to bury the hatchet."

"Well, that would be nice if we would have any 'hatchet' to bury, love, and we have none," Sam said, looking down on you. "I have never seen you before and if you will try to play around some more I will simply leave."

"What am I supposed to say?," You whispered.

"Tell me what you want, Y/N. Rafe told me to take care of you and I will gladly do this," Sam muttered with a mischievous grin.

You smiled at him and tilted your head aside. "Take me to my brother."

Sam rolled his eyes and lit the cigarette.

Soon, he led you out of the room and took you to Rafe.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, even Drake had enough of you?," Rafe asked deeppy annoyed as soon as he spotted you entering the yard.

As your brother was sitting with a few men, you excused them and tugged on his sleeve. "What the fuck was that?," You asked him in a lowered voice. "Who the fuck I am for you? A fucking toy you can toss everywhere and to anyone you want?," You asked him as you walked aside for a bit.

"I never asked you to tag along, you always followed me like an annoying little brat you truly are," Rafe growled. "You are an adult, go get a life and stop following me," Adler said, not even trying to be quiet.

Sam frowned at the whole situation. He didn't know you too long, but he was more than sure you didn't deserve such a treatment.

Clenching teeth, you swallowed hard. And shortly after, you aimed your brother a robust slap right in the face. Glaring up at him, you snarled. "You're deluded, brother. Think about this when you'll be fucking rotting here, all alone, with no one to reach a hand toward you. A fucking lone fool. Remember, there are still things you can't buy with your bloody cash."

You were surprised by your own behaviour and the fact you dug in your heels against Rafael.

The next moment, you stormed off the yard.

Rafe didn't take it to himself, he didn't care. "One problem less," Rafe summed up before returning to his mates.

Sam was the one to run after you. "Hey, hey. Wait, you can't just walk alone. Not here," he informed you simply.

"What can happen?," You snarled in a response. "If I'd vanish once and for all, he'd be the one to dance happily on my grave."

"You can get hurt here, and please, don't say that," Sam grabbed your arm to stop you. "You can't act like this only because he's a dick."

"I'm an adult, I can do whatever I want to," you turned to face the man.

"You are an adult, you are free to do what you want, but it doesn't mean you can waste your life just because your brother is a dick. You should show you are better than he thinks you are," Sam explained.

You listen to his words. The man seemed very wise and very down to earth. Definitely your type.

Without thinking too much, you climbed on tiptoes, pulled him by a collar, and crushed your lips on his.

Sam gladly kissed you back, after a moment he pulled away with a smile. "I did not expect that," he admitted.

Your fingers intertwined with his as you grabbed his palm. With a mischievous grin, you pulled him behind you. With a corner of your eye you spotted a guard leaving one of the rooms, and you decided to risk it all, pulling the man in that direction.

Sam wasn't really sure about it, they had things to do and they were treated like normal prisoners, but he followed you anyway. After all, you were sweet. Sweet enough to make him go after you. "You are a crazy, little girl."

You simply pushed him inside the room. You decided that if there would be anyone, you'd lie quickly that the man was leading you to the exit and you two messed the way.

Fortunately, the room was empty. As soon as the door closed right behind the two of you, you pushed the man on the wall. You once again climbed on your tiptoes to kiss him, this time you let your tongue dance with his one a little. And you had to admit that he was an amazing kisser.

Sam kissed you back, grabbing your waist. He gave you the possibility of dominating him in the kiss.

But then he picked you up and soon you were pressed to the wall. "Time to change places, sweetheart."

Humming willingly, you let the man press you to the wall.

As he broke the kiss, you gasped loudly, sadly, as the contact was lost.

Sam smiled at you before dropping to his knees, he wanted to take his time with you, but sadly he couldn't. It wasn't a five star hotel, it was a prison after all. "Let's see what are you hiding there, princess," Sam hummed before moving the skirt of your dress up.

You licked your lips and parted them, observing his actions. He was so sure of what he was doing, it impressed you very much. As the blush hit your face, you let your eyes closed.

Sam teased you through your panties, just a little bit to get you ready. Then he pulled your panties aside and attacked your clit like he was a starving beast.

You gasped and instinctively muffled yourself by putting a curled hand to your lips. He gave you a new sensation. Of course, you did have sex, but only oral one and only with your former boyfriend who was just as inexperienced as you. Sam, on the other hand, was playing with you wisely, discovering a new level of desire to you.

"You like it, huh?," Sam asked, playing with your clit.

He raised to his feet, looking at you with a cocky smile.

"I wish I could eat that sweet pussy properly but looking at our poor position. This needs to wait, you are wet for me anyway," Sam winked and picked you up, pressing you to the wall.

At this moment Sam was thankful that his prison uniform was loose and easy to remove.

A soft moan escaped your lips as he picked you up a little. Your legs wrapped quickly around his hips as your hands rushed to tug his pants down. Oh, how much he was turning you on! "I need you, so much!"

"Oh you will get it, babe. I can promise you that, you will get whatever you need," Sam assured you before pulling his pants down, he wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock was standing proudly. "How much do you want it?"

"So much!," you gasped and reached out to grab his erected cock. You gave it a stroke or two, your palm wrapped tightly around his shaft. You tried to guide him right inside of you.

"But keep your hands up here, babe. I'll do the work," Sam instructed, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You simply relax and sing for me."

After those words Sam started to slowly penetrate your sweet pussy, he could feel that even if you had sex in past, a guy did a poor job.

"Hell! Fuck!," You moaned quietly, right into man's ear. A cold shiver ran along your spine. "Fuck, oh God!," You were moaning louder and louder. "You're so big! I can't take it!," You kissed the man's cheek, and moved to suck on his neck. His skin tasted with sweat, but you didn't mind.

"Oh I can bet you can take it, “ he hummed, rubbing your belly lovingly. "And a bit more than just my cock. Just relax," Sam purred, giving you one hard thrust before returning to gently pace. He didn't want to hurt you in any way.

"Ah!," You mumbled and nuzzled to his neck. Instantly, as soon as he made a hard thrust, you felt how wet you became and that your walls got loosened a bit. You tried to cool your breath down.

"You see? I told you that you can take it. Such a good girl," Sam smiled at the nice feeling of your walls loosening a bit around him. Knowing this he started to move faster, Sam knew you can take it. "You are doing a great job, babe,” he hummed, moving his hand into your hair to pull them gently.

You wrapped arms tighter around his neck and gasped right into his ear. He felt so amazing in you. He stretched you oh so well! "Fuck, fuck, so good, so hot, fuck...," You raised your tone a little and rolled head back.

Sam chuckled at your moans and cupped your cheek to make you look at him. "Oh, I know this all, sweetheart and I can say that you feel amazing around my cock,” without more unnecessary words Sam pulled you into a kiss, he was getting close to his climax.

You cupped his face in hands and kissed him. The kiss was messy, rapid. You gasped for air when you broke the kiss. "Oh, God, something is.... Oh, my God!," You mumbled as your walls started clenching.

Sam smiled against your lips.

"Oh, you poor thing, no one ever made you reach your peak? Let me show you how the real man does it, you'll love it,” he hummed, his hand moved between your bodies to play with your clit. "Just don't hold it, babe."

You rolled head back, your eyes shut closed, your lips parted and thighs squeezing man's hips. Your nails dug into his back where you scratched him. "I'm cumming!," You screamed.

"Good girl,” Sam hummed into your ear. His hips didn't stop to move even after your climax. "Now, tell me, do you want to be a good girl or do you want me to fill you up?"

"I want to be a good girl," you whispered. "Please!"

Sam let out a sad sigh, he expected a bit more from you. "As you wish. Pity ‘cuz I am not a fan of good girls,” he slowly pulled his cock out of you, Sam gave himself a few strokes before painting your clothed belly with his warm, thick seed. "That was good."

You licked your lips and gasped, immediately you went down to your knees and wrapped lips around his shaft. You only smirked and bobbed your head back and forth, sucking on him.

He moved his hand into your hair pulling at them. "This feels nice but that's enough, Y/N. You sucked me dry, babe."

 You ran the tip of your tongue along his shaft for the very last time.

Sam chuckled and helped you get up. Pulling his pants up he looked at you, of course he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "That was something girl," Sam hummed, puffing out some smoke.

You looked at him innocently. "Did you... Enjoy it? Truly?," You looked like you were seeking confirmation in his eyes. It was your very first time with a skilled man and you felt so exposed.

"Oh, I did enjoy it. Truly," he said and kissed your cheek. "I promise you one thing: as soon as we will be out of this hell - I will find you and we'll play some more."

"You somehow know where to look for me," you bit your lower lip.

At this moment the door to the room opened and a guard rushed inside. "What the fuck!"

"I told you she is here just wandering around. I knew she would be a problem," Rafe said to the guards with his back pressed to the wall, Nathan stood next to him completely confused.

You shrugged. "I pressed on him to go there, I thought this is where the exit is," you explained, laying smoothly

Everyone looked at you. The guards frowned and grabbed you, simply dragging you away.

Before you were pushed outside the outpost, you turned your head around. "Thank you for

guiding me

, Samuel!"

[just2bubbly]

The Dinner!

Masterlist

Rumors and Affairs: Chapter List

// This is an update of Breaking the News..

Kai’s Persective: 

“Your Majesty, are you okay?” the American President Vargas asked.

“Yeah, just Emperor Kaito would do.” he said as he had learned the hard way that the President liked to use his title of ‘Emperor’ wherever possible.

“Okay. As I was saying it’s time for dinner so we both can walk together to the dining chambers”

Kai nodded his head. President Vargas had interrupted on his comm with Cinder and he did not look ashamed about it as well. He was angry after realizing why Cinder seemed so dejected, but could he really shout at the President of the USA because of Cinder’s mistake, a big fat NO.

Cinder.

 What was she thinking today? He was excited to go home now that he would finally be seeing Cinder after like 9 days 21 hours and 58 seconds-now it becomes 59 seconds. He was definitely not counting. Now he was looking forward to going home back for an entirely different reason. He had to solve this mess that was already looming on his head before he had come to England. He was trying to postpone addressing the rumors for his own sake and sanity. He was happy in his own bubble- where everyone was happy as the royal couple was expecting a child. Alas! Fantasies were not made for Emperors especially not for Kai. His life with Cinder felt like a dream but the press ruined it all the time. The first thing he would do after going to Eastern Commonwealth was put restrictions on the press.

“Emperor Kaito, are you listening?”

Kai zoned out. He should pay attention to avoid saying something wrong like Cinder.

“My apologies President, I got distracted. Could you repeat what you were saying?” he asked with a polite smile.

“Nothing much actually, I was just asking how you feel about the meeting that took place in the morning?”

“Oh, About that! I must say I agree with Queen Camilla for once. The prospect of abolition of cyborg needs of guardians is very much acceptable to the Eastern Commonwealth. It is actually done in the Commonwealth thanks to Cin-my wife you see. It would be good if the Earthen Union follows lead. ”

“I agree as well, Emperor. It seems your mind is in the Commonwealth where your dearest wife Selene is.”

“No President, I am wholly involved this conversation.” Kai replied, his ears becoming pink. Why did he have to blush and get flustered so easily, he could read Cinder cliché love letters and she would not show a sign of blushing and here he was getting all flustered at the mention of his wife.

“I was just kidding, Emperor. Remind me how far along the Empress is?”

“She is 7 months along” he said, feeling quite happy now that they had reached the dining chambers. He would be able to avoid talks with President Vargas, never his favorite one.

“Here you are Emperor Kaito and President Vargas. I would request you to take a seat so that we can commence with dinner. We were expecting your arrival.” addressed the Queen.

He and the President took their seats. His seat was adjacent to Princess Sophie, Queen Camilla’s daughter.

Feeling a bit out of his element, he avoided talking with any of the world leaders. ‘Out of his element really huh, Kai!’ he said to himself. He had been raised to be presentable at such meetings and political dinners, how could Kai be out of his element, then again when did he ever feel out of character at Rampion even when he had not been raised to have friends who were criminals for a time- being.

He could not really avoid any talk for Princess Sophie was sitting next to him, she was rather known for her talkative nature. Not only this but the sitting arrangement was awkward for Kai who had recently learned that the princess had some royalty-crush upon him. He really had no idea how to sit beside a person who might have a crush on you. Besides he was a married man, expecting his first born child.

Someone coughed a bit too loudly to seek his attention.

“Emperor Kaito, are you enjoying yourself?”

“Well, Queen Camilla I certainly am, why would you ask that?” he said evidently lying.

“No, Emperor you seemed a bit too lost in thoughts.” Kai wanted to shout at her if a man could not maintain a calm face through an idiotic and might he add unnecessary delay of dinner, but he would not to that because he was THE Emperor.

“Don’t disturb the Emperor, Camilla.” President Vargas said with a hint of mischief in his tone.

“And why would that be Vargas?” talking as if they were friends since college, they seemed to forget that a few hours earlier Camilla wanted to chop down his head.

“He was distracted with me as well. His mind is somewhere else.”

“And where would that be?” asked Africa’s Prime Minister Kamin.

“Don’t you get it Kamin, the Commonwealth.” The Governor-General Williams from Australia replied.

“Obviously, Empress Selene has stayed behind.” President Vargas said in a way of confirmation.

At this remark of the President, both Princess Sophie and Queen Camilla looked crestfallen. After the Lunar Revolution, Torin had told him about how Camilla wanted her daughter to be married to Kai, in order to form an alliance but his father never acceded and Kai had already fallen for the Queen of Luna later. He was watching the conversation going around him, royally failing to keep a straight face. Kai had become uncomfortable and it was evident that he was trying his hardest to not blush. With the ongoing talks around him and in an effort to change the topic he said, “May I know why the diplomatic dinner is used to discuss my marital life?”

“Oh! Emperor we don’t do diplomatic talks at the dinner table here in Europe but I guess it’s a common practice in the Commonwealth.” The Queen replied.

Why couldn’t she understand that he did not want to talk about his life at this dinner. Could he ask her about her plans to marry her daughter at the dinner hosted by him? NO RIGHT! The old queen could not evidently think this through.

“It appears that the Emperor is feeling uncomfortable, we should really not talk about his feelings for the Empress in such a teasing manner”, Princess Sophie came to his rescue.

“Yes, it is not diplomatic of us to make fun of the Emperor. Besides, tell me Kaito, how far along is your wife?”

If Kai would have not been used to the gossip attempts made by the Queen he would have taught her a lesson. Did she not hear what her daughter just said? Maybe he should gift her some hearing-aids for Christmas.

”She is seven months along, could not ride a plane so far in pregnancy. Hence, she could not come otherwise she would have definitely loved to attend the meets on cyborg rights”

“Cyborgs that she is.” European Prime Minister Bromstad said. He always had some sort of prejudice with Cinder and her cyborg-ness. It got on Kai’s nerves every damn time.

“Yeah, she would be better able to give suggestions regarding the changes after being a first hand victim of cyborg prejudices you see.”

The Prime Minister nodded. Kai must have been a little too outspoken and protective of Cinder against cyborg prejudice recently.

“Besides that, how are you and Empress Selene taking the news of the baby? “The Queen asked.

She was really getting on his nerves now. Was it so hard to understand that she was testing his patience and already crossed all boundaries of professionalism?

“We are very much excited to receive the child. I personally was delighted with the news.” He replied, a new sort of emotion feeling his heart and warming his soul at the mention of his child.

“Parenthood is a demanding role, Emperor”

“I know that and I am ready to accept it wholeheartedly, Queen Camilla”. He said, putting much authority in his voice. If not for his royalty status he would have told her ’Shut up, I already know that.’

“And what did the Empress think about carrying the royal heir?” she snubbed her way into his train of thoughts again.

“As I already said, she was very delighted and protective of the baby.” Why were all the world leaders suddenly so interested in their baby, as far as he could remember Queen Camilla had not even congratulated them upon the news.

“Have you revealed the gender of the baby?”  Princess Sophie asked curiously.

“It’s our decision to keep it confidential till the birth of the baby.”

“And? ” asked Prime Minister Bromstad.

“And what?”

That’s when it hit him like a train. These people are world leaders and they know the world happenings. Obviously, they know about the rumors regarding Cinder and Thorne and that’s the very reason everyone especially Queen Camilla is so interested in the discussion of his baby. He felt like an idiot to not have realized this beforehand. It seems they wanted to add salt to the injury. Were they really so foolish to fall prey for such rumors? Like hell they have seen him and Cinder doing the lovey-dovey stuff from up close, he was much convinced that they were blind.

Before any of them could ask him anything, he decided to leave the dinner.

“Excuse me, but I have some important business to attend to.”

“It appears that the Emperor would enjoy the company of someone else other than us.” Well a good time without them, he certainly would.

 “Very well emperor Kaito, it was an honor to receive you as our guest.” If looks could kill, everyone at the dinner would already be dead.

Nodding his head, he headed towards his room. He needed to talk with Torin at the earliest.

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A/N: Needless to say, There is more!

( I also have an another Kaider fic named ‘ Nightmares’, if you like Kaider fluff you can check it out!!  🖤 )

Likes, Reblogs and Comments will be much loved!  🖤

P.S Can you suggest some baby names for Kaider child, both the gender please.  

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Cater Diamond・Voice Lines

Additional Voice Lines: Beans Camo Event Card

School Uniform - R

Unlock Card “Wanna know some tips for having a fun life at school? I got you covered!”

Groovy “You gotta be full of energy when you’re with everyone ♪”

Home Setting “I kinda like the standard outfit.”

Home Transitions “Mm! The first-years’ uniforms always look so shiny and new.”

“Riddle’s calling for me. Wanna come with me?”

“Wait, are you free? Same here! So, anyway~ Do you have any Magicammable news to spill?”

Home Transition (Login Greeting) “Were you sad that you weren’t able to see Cay? ...Ahaha! I knew it. You’re so honest, Prefect~”

Home Taps “Our schools uniforms have a nice balance to them~ They’re not extra like our dorm uniforms, but they’re not too casual either.”

“Okay, pose! ...Aw, man! It came out blurry. Can I take one more? I want to post it on Magicam.”

“Huh? You think I look cool in my uniform? Ehh~! Where’s this coming from? You’re making me smile ♪”

“Sometimes it’s hard to tell what you’re thinking all the time, Prefect. ...Me? Aren’t I super easy to read~?”

“Hey, you know... you didn’t forget that I’m your senior, did you? JK! ♪ I probably shouldn’t ever do that to Riddle.”

PE Uniform - R

Unlock Card “Glistening sweat! Surging with youth! ...I’m kinda meh about these kinds of things.”

Groovy “I’m always down for an aesthetic-looking sport! ♪ Play with me, Prefect!”

Home Setting “Alright, our PE uniform!”

Home Transitions “I’ve got things to do too, you know! Huh? ‘Like what?’ Like... looking for stuff to post on Magicam!”

“Prefect, your collar, your collar! I saw Riddle nearby, so maybe you should hurry up and fix that.”

“Coach Vargas’s classes are so exhausting, aren’t they? I get it; I felt that way when I was a first-year too.”

Home Transition (Login Greeting) “You can find a lot of different ways to wear our PE uniforms. Hmm~ The way you wear yours is nice!”

Home Taps “You don’t need to force yourself to use honorifics with me. I don’t really mind things like that. Plus it’s easier that way, right?”

“What is it? What is it? You’re worried about something? I could never turn my back on my cute little junior if they’re in need~”

“Have you gotten used to life at this school yet? It’s really interesting with all the weird people here. Kinda feels like a gold mine of things to use for Magicam ♪”

“Athletics...? I’m not bad at them, but I don’t know how anyone could get so pumped up about them.”

“Wait, is this a popular game right now? Don’t tell me I’m late on the bandwagon!?”

Lab Coat - SR

Unlock Card “Even studying can be a blast when it looks fun and photogenic!”

Groovy “Let’s take things nice and slow! You’ll burn yourself out if you’re only ever working too hard.”

Home Setting “Alright, let’s get to work!”

Home Transitions “Hehe, do you need your senior’s advice on something? Okay, okay, relax and talk it out with me ♪”

“‘What am I usually doing?’ Mm, that’s a secret. No, I’m not free all the time! Cay is very, very busy!”

“What’re you doing today? If you’re free, then let me invite you on Cay’s Tour for Collecting Stuff for Magicam ♪”

Home Transition (Login Greeting) “There’s someone better suited to help you with your work if that’s what you need. How about you go see Trey?”

Home Transition (Groovy) “So? I look a lot more serious than usual, don’t I? Ehh~! What’s with that reaction!? I’ll have to show you my actual serious side sometime.”

Home Taps “You seem to have a lot of time on your hands, Prefect. Are you all ready for class?”

“Looking aesthetic for Magicam is important. They say that having things you’re mindful of makes your everyday life a lot fuller!”

“Dedication is not a bad thing, but you need to give yourself a break sometimes too. See? Look how relaxed Grim is...”

“Prefect, you should focus only on the important things for your future~ Just like I do ♪”

“What? What? Are you homesick? I don’t think I can really relate to that~...”

Home Tap (Groovy) “Everyday has been so exciting ever since you came here. It never gets boring.”

Ceremony Robes - SR

Unlock Card “I like to try looking sharp every once in a while ♪ What do you think? Personally, I think it fits!”

Groovy “Our special ceremony robes! Let’s take a pic together to commemorate ♪”

Home Setting “How do I look? Handsome?”

Home Transitions “Are you interested in my robes? Wanna take a pic?”

“Does this look good on me? Sometimes looking formal like this is nice, don’t you think?”

“Hey, nice work today ♪ You can chill out for a little bit now~ I’m taking some downtime myself.”

Home Transition (Login Greeting) “What? Something happened again? Things are always so busy around you, Prefect~”

Home Transition (Groovy) “Your belt’s a little out of place. Alright, there you go. These are our special ceremony robes, so make sure you keep them looking picture-perfect, ‘kay?”

Home Taps “Man, our ceremony robes seriously are so cool~ When the whole school is lined up wearing them, it feels super powerful!”

“Our robes look the best at nighttime, but trying to get the right lighting when I’m taking pictures of them is seriously the worst...”

“What? What? You wanna know more about me? Mm, what should I say~?”

“Let’s talk about all kinds of things! You look like you’re full of interesting things I could post about.”

“I know. I know you want so desperately for Cay to fawn over you. But could you calm down just a little?”

Home Tap (Groovy) “Alright, you’ve got some new problem to solve, right? Well, even if you don’t, I’ll come with you anyway. ‘Cause it sounds like fun ♪”

Dorm Uniform - SSR

Unlock Card “You have to have fun with croquet and Unbirthday parties ♪”

“Everything’s alright now, ‘cause I’m here! Just kidding ♪”

Groovy “Do you want to see Cay’s serious side? Okay, if you insist!”

Home Setting “Our dorm uniforms really do fit the best.”

Home Transitions “Don’t get me involved in any trouble... Well, there’s not really any point in me saying that. You’re so hopeless, Prefect~”

“You called for me again? Hehe, I bet you often get comments about how curious you are~”

“Trey’s desserts are so Magicammable~ And they’re super delicious! Wanna come with me to go eat some, Prefect?”

Home Transition (Login Greeting) “Let’s make a memory of today—do a peace sign! ☆ Hehe, that was a nice shot! Okay, what tags should I use?”

Home Transition (Groovy) “Do you wanna secretly try on our dorm uniforms sometime? They might actually look good on you~”

Home Taps “Have you seen Heartslabyul’s lounge yet? You really can’t find decorations with an aesthetic like that anywhere else.”

“If you want to look fire in our dorm uniforms, you gotta know the latest trends! Maybe come shopping with me next time?”

“Have you ever noticed that the playing card pins on the left sides of our chests have a different design for each person? Tiny details like that are so cool ♪”

“Aren’t you homesick or anything? Hm? Me? I’m... not. I’ve got some unreasonable older sisters...”

“It’s nice you feel so comfortable around me... but don’t tell me you’re trying to bring down Cay’s dignity?”

Home Tap (Groovy) “It would’ve been so much fun if you were in Heartslabyul with us, Prefect. Well, there’s no point in talking about things that’ll never happen ♪”

Duo Magic Cater: “Trey, you ready~?” Trey: “Got it, Cater! Count on me to back you up!”

Birthday Celebration Outfit - SSR

This card was only obtainable during Cater’s birthday event (Feb 3 - Feb 9, 2021).

Login on Birthday “You remembered my birthday? Thanks! You’re so nice for coming to celebrate. I’m super happy, so let’s post on Magicam ♪ Okay, look this way~!”

Unlock Card “Wow! This is getting a super ton of views on Magicam! ☆ Birthday parties rake in so much attention!”

“‘Happy birthday’ is such a nice phrase~ It feels like the ones celebrating and the one being celebrated can both be happy, doesn’t it?”

Groovy “Okay, grab your glasses... Cheers~! Thanks for making my birthday so much fun ♪”

Home Setting “Wearing this outfit makes it really feel like it’s someone’s birthday~”

Home Transitions “Astrology’s my best subject! But I won’t do my own birthday fortune reading... ‘Cause it’s so much more exciting not knowing your future! ♪”

“Is the toothbrush Trey gave me his way of saying to take care of my fang tooth? Well, it is one of my charm points! ☆”

“We have lots of rules in our dorm, but it’s my birthday, so it’s okay if I break some! ...Probably not... Yeah... Boohoo.”

Home Transition (Login Greeting) “It feels so exciting with everyone celebrating! I think I’ll use my Unique Magic and make some clones to show off around the school.”

Home Transition (Groovy) “Just between you and me, keeping up a smile for the entirety of the party gets kind of tiring... Just kidding!”

Home Taps “Idia gave me Magicam stickers as a present! I don’t know what anime they’re from, but I’m happy! ♪”

“Maybe Vil would follow my Magicam if I asked for that instead of a birthday present~”

“I got a skateboard from Kalim. ☆ He said he’s pretty good at skateboarding too, so next time we’ll go do it together!”

“My dorm made me a bright red, diamond-shaped quiche! It was filled with habaneros. I love super spicy foods so it was perfect ♪”

“My rosette was crooked? Thanks for fixing it~!”

Home Tap (Groovy) “I kinda wanna make some noise! How about you, Prefect? Wanna sing together? Or we could dance?”

Duo Magic Cater: “Lilia-kins, let’s take a pic for the birthday memories!” Lilia: “Cater, a happy birthday to you!”

Tutorial “Let’s have fun together, ‘kay?”

Lv Up “Yay~ I’m getting stronger!”

“‘#BetterThanEverCay’ kind of energy!”

“Let’s keep doing our best from now on!”

Max Lv Up “I always thought anything goes as long as I’m having some kind of fun, but I actually like getting serious every once in a while. Plus I want to look cool when I’m posting on Magicam.”

Episode Lv Up “You think we’re really close friends? Ehh~ You’re so funny~! Hahaha, I wasn’t saying I hate the idea; why are you making that face? It’s just, you said it so seriously—I guess I don’t know how to react.”

Magic Lv Up “Hmm, so you’re the type who would do things like this for me. Thanks!”

Limit Break “Don’t you think I’ve got wayyy too much potential? Hahaha! Well, thanks for all your help!”

Groovy “Man, aren’t I super cool now? It’s getting me all excited!”

Lesson Select “Let’s do our work together! I’m still your senior, so I should try to impress you ♪”

“You really are super dedicated to things... Do you get that a lot? ...Yup, I thought so!”

“C’mon, give yourself a break. It’s not worth putting so much effort just into your classes.”

Lesson Start “Alright, let’s get things done!”

Lesson End “It’s finally over! Time for my after-class Magicam check!”

Battle Start “Make sure to repost and share all my impressive moves!”

Battle Win “That should be enough. Bye-bye!”

Other

Profile Quote “Welcome to Heartslabyul, the dorm run by the strict ‘Queen’ ♪”

January 2020 Trailer “We’re waiting for our dutiful little freshman!”

Countdown Poster “You have to have fun with croquet and Unbirthday parties ♪”

Login Bonus “Oh, you look like you’re doing well again today~! We should get going soon. But before that, wanna grab some tea so I can get a few shots for Magicam?”

Player Birthday Wish “Happy birthday! You can’t believe I remembered...? As if I’d ever forget this special day! I got a present ready that I think will make you really happy. And there’s no doubt about that, since Cay picked it out! ♪”

Valentine’s Gift Letter (2021)

These letters were originally in English. I didn’t translate or edit them in any way. They came with official merch from Aniplex, and are not present in-game.

Helloooooo, Thanks for the present! It was totally awesome! I didn’t know you were an expert at choosing thoughtful gifts ♪ I already took a picture and put it up on Magicam, so go and give it a Like! ;)

[skycollides]

Shot

Creeper x Reader

Authors note: I apologize in advance for grammar mistakes

English isn’t my native language.

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Warning: mentions of shooting, swearing

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’’Don’t freak out but Creeper was shot’’

’’Are you fucking serious right now Angel? You tell me my boyfriend was shot and not to freak out in one sentence! Are you out of your mind?! How is he?’’

’’It’s actually not that bad to be honest the doctor is stitching him up right now. He told us to call you but I had to. You’re my cousin, I love you and I promised you to give you a call when something like this happens.’’

’’Thank you. You and Ez okay?’’ you ask anxious.

’’We’re fine princesa. As soon as the doc is finished Ez and I will bring him over.’’

’’Okay. See you later, love you!’’

’’Love you too.’’ with that you drop your phone next to you on the sofa and take a deep breath. Knowing that the boys will most likely be hungry when they come over you decide to cook for them. You head to the kitchen and check your supply cabinet and fridge coming to the conclusion Chili con Carne is the best solution.

Once the food is finished you hear a car pull up immediately knowing it’s them. You turn the stove off and leave the kitchen. The front door opens and the three of them walk in. Ez is carrying Nerons stuff while Angel is supporting Neron guiding him straight to your bedroom. Ez is the first one to speak.

’’Hey sweetheart.’’ he say and gives you a hug

’’ Doc gave him some heavy stuff. He needs to rest now but he will be okay’’ he says while handing his stuff to you and some painkillers. Angel joins the two of you in the living room.

’’He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.’’ Angel says.

’’Thanks. I’m just glad you are okay. I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you’’ you say tearing up. This is your biggest fear ever since Angel became a Mayan. Loosing your family. Ez becoming Mayan and having a boyfriend who’s also one is only increasing your fear.

Before you were able so say something else the two Reyes men pulled you in their arms. You stand there in their embrace for at least 2 minutes before pulling away.

’’I love you boys’’ you say and smile at them.

’’We love you too, always’’ Ez says.and Angel nods in agreement.

’’I cooked for you guys in case you’re hungry’’

’’Sweetheart I really appreciate it-’’ you cut Ez off.

’’But you’re not staying. It’s okay the runs are rough I understand. Let me at least fix you some food to take with you.’’ you head into the kitchen and get 2 containers filling the up with your famous Chili. Once you’re done you take the containers and leave the kitchen. Back in the living room you hand them the containers.

’’There you go boys.’’

’’Thanks you’re the best Y/N’’ Angel says and kisses your forehead.

’’If you need something let me Ez or Pops know okay princesa?’’ you nod and he leaves.

’’Thanks Y/n’’ Ez says and smiles. ’’You heard Angel it doesn’t matter what time it is - even if it’s in the middle of the night we’re only one call away okay?’’

’’Thanks Ez’’ you say and kiss his cheek. He kisses the top of your head before leaving your house. You take a bottle of water for Neron and head to the bedroom. Opening the door slowly you see him passed out in your bed. You walk towards the bed and set the bottle down on the night stand before laying down carefully not trying to wake him up. But apparently you failed because he opened his eyes.

’’Hey baby’’ he says sleepily.

’’Hey Neron. How are you feeling baby?’’

’’Like I’ve been shot.’’ he jokes.

’’If you weren’t hurt I’d hit you right now. This isn’t funny. I was fucking scared when Angel called. Which reminds me: Why the fuck did you tell the not to call me?’’ 

’’I didn’t want you to worry baby. I know how much you worry when we leave for a run. I didn’t mean to upset you. I promise you incase something happens again that I will make sure you know.’’

’’Thank you. It’s okay I’m just glad you’re going to be okay.’’ say say and press your lips onto his giving him a short kiss. ’’I love you Neron’’ 

’’I love you too Y/n.’’ he says with a goofy smile before closing his eyes.

’’Get some more sleep babe you need it to recover’’ you say softly and caress his cheek.

’’Only if you’re going to stay with me baby.’’ he protests. ’’I’m here. I’ll always be.’’ you say before closing your eyes and drifting off.

2 hours later

When you wake up Neron is not laying next to. 

’’Seriously can that man just do for once in his life as he’s told. I that so much to ask for’’ you say to yourself while getting out of bed and leaving your shared bedroom looking for your man. You find him in the kitchen standing there heating up the chili you cooked earlier today.

’’Neron what the heel do you think you’re doing?’’ he turns around smiling at you.

’’Hey baby well I got hungry so I got up and found your chili. Thank by the way you know how much I love your chili. Do me a favor and get two plates my love.’’ he says and you’re stunned not believing what he just said.

’’You were just shot! You could have died and now you’re walking around here like nothing happened. The doctor told you to take it slow and rest - in bed I might add. That is everything but slow Neron.’’ you say and shale your head.

’’I know. I know I scarred the living shit out of you but the meds are working pretty well. I don’t have any pain right now and I wanted to use the time to eat because I know how much you hate it when when I eat in our bed. Don’t be mad at me.’’ he says softly walking over to you kissing you softly. 

’’Be happy I love yo so much Vargas. You sit down and I’ll prepare the plates- end of the discussion.’’ you say firm and he nods before leaving the kitchen.

You follow him shortly after with two plates and 2 spoons putting it down on the coffee table.

The both of you eat in silence. After you are finished Creeper speaks up.

’’I know I’m only here a couple of hours and I’m already being a pain in the ass. I’m sorry for that.  Thank you baby for taking care of me. It means so much to me. I love you.’’

’’Yes you are but I wouldn’t want to have it any other way! I love you too Neron so so much. You don’t have to thank me. You’re my man I got your back. I will always take care of you.’’ you say to him giving him a smile before taking his hand into yours kissing his knuckles.

’’Now that were done eating you will go and lay down again no but no discussions.’’ and he nods while getting up.

’’You will join me right babe?’’ he asks.

’’As soon as Im done in the kitchen I’ll be there.’’ 

After the kitchen is cleaned up you head to the bedroom seeing Neron already asleep in your bed. You smile go to the bathroom getting ready for bed before joining him.

’’Night baby. I love you.’’ you whisper before falling asleep.

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