#I have a feeling I know it’s gonna be the second proposal that wins BUT I love this movie and all the Anne/Gilbert moments
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#anne of green gables#aogg#anne shirley#gilbert blythe#poll#I have a feeling I know it’s gonna be the second proposal that wins BUT I love this movie and all the Anne/Gilbert moments
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Book Club - Part 4
Pairing: Lance x Reader, Grid x Reader
Summary: no spoilers 😈
A/n: I’m not ready to let them go, so send in book club requests so we can keep the club going 🥲
requests are open 🗣️ masterlist
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“Nico, when did you ask your wife to marry you?” you dangle upside down on his couch, just chilling and asking for life advice, similar to how the book club started.
“When I knew the time is right and she was the one. Are you second guessing Lance?” he asks, sitting in a chair beside you. You are both in your racing suits, ready for the upcoming race.
“Not necessarily, it’s just that we’ve been together for so long, and god I really love him. You could ask me to marry you right now and I’d say no, that’s how down bad I am,”
“He’s your pookie,” Nico says, smiling proudly at using slang.
“Hell yeah,” you high five him. “I know he wants to marry me, I just wish he’d propose,” you groan.
“Have you talked to him about it?”
“Never, ever, ask a girl that. And the answer is no. I just- I don’t want to rush him. I know Lancelot, and he’s gonna want to make it perfect, so I don’t want to make him feel rushed,” you explain and Nico nods.
“Well then, in an alternate universe, I have already asked you to marry me,” Nico says, trying to comfort you.
It’s true, on Earth 2, you and Nico are closer in age and married.
“God, I can only hope,” you grin at the Haas driver, moving to sit normally.
“Don’t worry about it, I see the way he looks at you, it’s only a matter of time,” Nico reassures you.
“Thank you. You really are one of my closest friends. Our little club is my family,” you tell Nico who pulls you into a hug.
“We always will be. Competitors on the track, family off the track,” Nico says as Kevin walks in.
“Y/n, you okay?” Kevin asks, sitting on the other side of you.
“I’m okay, just a little in my bag, probably about to start my period or something,” you wave Kevin off.
“Okay, well you are basically our grid daughter so if there is anything bothering you, let me know,” he gives you a small hug.
“Guys, stop, you are gonna make me cry for real,” you tell them, a little laughter in your voice.
“Alright, go crush this race,” Nico says, walking you out of Haas. You head back to your garage, feeling a lot better than you did before.
Little did you know, was you were venting to Nico, Lance was panicking in front of Fernando, Lewis, and Valtteri.
“What if she says no? Oh my god, she will finally admit that she actually despises me and barely tolerates me,” Lance paces.
“Mate. I don’t know if you noticed, but she looks at you like you hung the moon and the starts. You look at her like she is the thing that makes you live and breathe. You will be ok,” Lewis quotes the song he wrote based on the book you selected.
“Really?” Lance stops his pacing, his eyes shining happily.
“Yes, you two are insanely love sick, it is cute,” Fernando says, amused at the Canadian.
“Just ask her when she wins, she will be too excited to say no,” Valtteri says, Lewis and Fernando gasp, as well as Lance.
“That’s not nearly romantic enough,” Lance groans.
“We arranged for a romantic track walk and picnic at turn two, here is a book with a hole in the pages. When she opens it, eso,” Fernando says, confirming what they had been working on.
“It took a little convincing the FIA, but we did it,” Lewis says. Lance visibly relaxes, a lot of tension releasing.
“How can I repay you for this?” Lance asks, a little overwhelmed, but very grateful for their help.
“Take care of our grid daughter, make sure she is happy for the rest of her life,” Valtteri says simply.
“Hey guys, sorry we are late,” Daniel walks in with Checo.
“What did we miss?” Checo asks, sensing the odd atmosphere.
“Just giving Lance permission to marry our grid daughter,” Lewis tells them.
“Did you ask Kimi?” Daniel asks, the whole grid knows how close the two have gotten. You don’t have a great relationship with your dad, similar to Max, so Kimi has easily filled that role.
“He was the first person I asked, then I asked Kevin and Nico since she is really close with them,” Lance nods, knowing you are probably with them.
“We will be out there taking pictures, don’t worry,” Valtteri reassures the young Aston Martin driver.
“Amigos, it is race time,” Checo says, leading everyone out to the track. Lance spots you with Logan.
“Yeah, you can totally join, I’ll give my copy of this weeks book since I finished it. Just don’t tell the other non-club drivers,” you tell the American. You have gotten closer with him, seeing how excluded he is from some other groups in the Paddock.
“I’ll see you later, thanks for being a good friend,” Logan says, squeezing your shoulder gently.
“Hey, Lancie,” you grin, pressing a small kiss to his lips.
“Hello, love. Are you excited for our date after the race?” Lance asks, his hand resting on your waist, his warmth blocked by your fireproofs. You chat until you reach your respective destinations.
“Good luck, I’ll see you when I overtake you,” you tell him, and he returns your sentiments with a laugh.
You end up placing P4 after pushing the car harder than you ever had before, so you were extremely pleased. After a shower, media responsibilities, and debriefs, you change into a sundress and fix your hair. Lance meets you outside the motorhome, looking handsome in a button up and dress pants.
“You look so hot,” you tell him, jaw dropped a little. 10/10 girls would agree that the only thing hotter than a guy with a baby or small animal, is a guy dressed up in a well fitting suit.
“You look cuter,” he kisses you sweetly, grabbing your hand as he leads you through the paddock to the track. He told you about the track walk after weighing in. The grid helped him set up the date spot while you got ready. Your breath is taken away a bit when you approach turn two. There are fairy lights hanging from the fence and a blanket with a picnic basket on the track.
“Lance, this is incredible. How did you set it up?” you ask him in awe. The clear night sky lets stars shine bright above you.
“The grid helped, especially Fernando, he’s a big romantic and really liked the idea,” Lance admitted shyly.
“It’s perfect,” you take his hand to assist you in sitting down. Lance sits beside you, offering you a snack from the picnic basket. Conversation flows easily between you, talking about anything and everything except for racing, the one topic always off limits on date nights. Lance reaches into the basket and pulls out a book.
“I got you a little something,” Lance says, pushing down his nerves. Out of the corner of his eyes, he can see the grid popping out of their hiding spots in the grass area.
“I do love my books,” you smile, taking the book from him. As you usually do, you flip through the first few pages, pausing when you see a ring taped to the third page.
“I had a big speech planned, but will you let me make you happy for the rest of your life and make me happy the rest of mine by marrying me?” Lance asks and you can only nod as tears start flowing. You launch yourself into his arms, holding him close.
“I love you so much,” you whisper and he holds you tighter.
“I love you more,” he says. You pull away slightly and kiss him. Lance carefully removes the ring from the book and puts it on your hand. It’s simple yet stunning, absolutely perfect for you. You both look at the grid when they start cheering and hollering.
There is a social media intern for Formula One somewhere in the group who captured the whole thing on video, Fernando paid her under the table for it and he hid another camera and microphone on the wall of the track. He knew the guys would only remember to get pictures.
You take your time thanking each driver and hugging them, you really tear up when you see Kimi there.
“Congratulations, you raced so well today, I am very happy for you,” Kimi actually hugs you, if there wasn’t photo proof from Lando and Daniel, who’s jpg accounts broke the news of the engagement (you wouldn’t want it any other way), people wouldn’t believe it.
“Thank you. Wait, you said you weren’t going to be here for the race!” you gasp, looking at him a little betrayed.
“If you knew I was here, you would insist on getting dinner with me instead of going on a date,” Kimi shrugs, a small knowing smile on his face. Not only is he basically your dad now, he has been mentoring you a few times a week, even hopping in the sim once in a while.
“You’re right. I’m just glad you approve,” you smile as Lance wraps an arm around your waist.
“He was the first person I asked,” Lance kisses the side of your head.
“Wait, I thought we were the first,” Kevin says, looking at Nico.
“As long as she’s happy, I’ll get over it,” Nico jokingly mourns his loss of you.
“The ring is gorgeous,” George says, inspecting it. He is the babygirl of the group.
“Alright guys, let’s leave the happy couple alone,” Logan says, Lewis helping him herd everyone away from you and Lance.
“This may have been the most perfect day ever,” you sigh happily.
“Only because I am with the perfect girl,” Lance grins at you, holding you close as a blush covers your face.
“Shut up,” you giggle, pulling him down onto the blanket with you. He holds you in his arms for a few minutes before you yawn.
“Let’s get you back to the hotel,” Lance chuckles, helping you stand up. He is grateful that his assistant is taking care of the cleanup and your assistant packed up your drivers room for you.
“Mhmm, I need cuddles ASAP,” you yawn again, thankful for everything the day has brought you and that the hotel is close by. When you get back, it doesn’t take too long for you to crash.
“How did I get so lucky?” Lance whispers, pulling you close to him. Your steady breathing lulls him to sleep.
#f1 imagines#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#checo perez#daniel ricciardo#f1 grid#f1 grid x reader#george russell#kevin magnussen#fernando alonso#valtteri bottas#lance stroll x reader#lance stroll#lewis hamilton#nico hulkenberg#kimi raikkonen
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hi i love ur writings so so much i’m so sorry this idea is rushed but i hope its enough
abbot family is trying to encourage melissa to “get back out there” and meet people after everything she’s been through. she brushes them off constantly until they stage an intervention during lunch and even barb is concerned for her work wife. melissa leaves this lunch with some big feelings because little does everyone know melissa has been seeing someone this whole time. comes home to reader smoking a joint while cooking in the kitchen and reader says something along the lines of “you look like you could use this more than me” and they make a plan together to introduce reader to everyone at a 4th of july bbq
you gonna get what you ask for 🤪 Not edited in the slightest. I got places to be and people to see
Intervention
WC: ~2.35k
It’s been a year and a half since Melissa Schemmenti publicly said no to a marriage proposal. A year and a half since the fiery redhead had gone out with anyone, and she really doesn’t have any plans to start dating again- at least that’s what the Abbott crew thinks.
The truth is, the second grade teacher has been seeing you since the night she went to the casino and bar to blow off some steam after reuniting with Gary to return his things and get her stuff back.
You were at one of the slot machines when the redhead passed by you, laughing.
“What’s so funny, Red?” you asked as you looked up at her.
“You ain’t gonna win no money that way,” the woman stopped in her tracks to tell you. “C’mon. Let me show you how it’s done.”
That night, you stuck by her side as you watched her win thousands of dollars at one table alone, clearing out quite a few men.
It’s late when she finally threw in the towel. She offered to walk you out to you car, and you took her hand in your own.
“So,” you exhaled a small cloud of smoke from the cigarette the two of you were sharing. “What are you gonna do with all that money you just won, pretty lady?”
“Take you out on a date,” Melissa had replied cooly. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow at seven?”
Neither of you looked back.
That was a year and three months ago. While your side of the family knew of your relationship with the teacher (and they absolutely adore her), her crew doesn’t have a single clue of your existence or rather large presence in Melissa’s life- despite the fact that you were now living together and your lives were intertwined.
So whenever anyone at Abbott tells Melissa that they found someone they think she might fancy, she just brushes them off.
“Janine, no offense, but if you think someone is worth dating, I would find them to be-”
“Hey,” Gregory cuts her off.
Melissa just shrugs. “My case in point. Greg, you know I love you like the black son I never had, but you’re boring as hell.”
“Ava, I am not about to go clubbing with you to pick up a man fifteen years my junior,” the redhead rolls her eyes.
“C’mon,” the principal chuckles. “They fun! They’re like energizer bunnies.”
“I barely have the energy to stand and get the remote from the other side of the room,” Melissa retorts as she opens her bottle of iced tea.
“I think you would like him!” Jacob pleads. “He saw your picture and said you were fine.”
“I am fine,” Melissa states, gesturing to her figure. “And I’m just as fine without a partner.”
It’s gotten to the point that even Barbara is concerned about her friend’s adamant denial to get herself back out there. So, the day that Melissa has recess duty, she brings it up to her coworkers.
“Now listen, I am not usually one for meddling in someone else’s love life, but don’t you think it’s concerning that Melissa flat out refuses to even attempt to put herself back out there?” the kindergarten teacher asks to the faculty room.
“Weird as hell,” Ava waltzes in, but having heard the question decides to chime in. “But aye, good for Schemmenti, realizing she don’t need no man in life.”
“I just find it odd…” Barbara taps her chin. “Melissa, while one with a tough exterior, loves love. She’s always wanted someone to spend her time with.”
“Maybe we should stage an intervention,” Jacob suggests. “To really show her that she’s good and healed from the failed proposal and to get back out there.
Gregory looks mildly impressed with that suggestion. “That might work.”
They have no idea that the entire time she’s supposed to be out monitoring the children on the blacktop, she’s smiling down at her phone like an idiot talking to you.
And when she comes home that day, she fully goes through with the things you two had texted about earlier.
The Abbott crew plans an intervention for Melissa- a banner, letters, all of it. When she comes into the staff room, smiling down at a midday text you had sent her, the rest of her colleagues are standing by the couch, looking somber.
“Fuck. Who died?” Melissa’s smile drops immediately.
“No one died, Melissa,” Barbara states.
“But we think a part of you might have,” Janine says dramatically, somberly.
“What the hell are youse talkin’ about?” thee redhead rolls her eyes.
“Melissa, dear,” Barbara says softly, calmly. She makes her way over to her friend and takes her by the hand to guide her towards the seat they had put in the middle of the room.
One by one, they read the letters that they had all written, expressing their concern for their favorite fiery Italian teacher.
“Melissa,” the kindergarten teacher finishes up. “We all love you dearly, and while we understand that it takes some time to get over the heartache that Gary caused, this is a bit extreme. We are worried.”
“An’ I appreciate the thought and care that you guys put into this,” Melissa tells them with a sigh. “But I promise youse: I’m fine. I don’t need to get back out there.” She almost adds on that it’s because she’s happily seeing someone, and has been since three months after her split from the guy that filled the vending machine.
“Just… know that we’re all here through all of your seasons,” Jacob tells her. “The good, the bad, and the ugly.”
“We do care about you,” Janine says softly, and she offers the redhead a hug. Melissa doesn’t necessarily want to embrace the shorter woman, but she goes into the arms of her colleague.
Gregory just gives her a nod that conveys his love for his coworker, to which she smirks and nods right back in his direction.
“Now, can we eat lunch?” the redhead chuckles.
As the day passes on, Melissa comes to realize just how much her coworkers care for her- their gesture, albeit absolutely ridiculous and dramatic, was heartfelt and full of love. Maybe she should just come clean about the relationship she’s in. Or she could just buy them all some Philly soft pretzels and soda instead to thank them. Yeah… that’s what she’ll do for now before she can talk to you about how the two of you want to go public about your being together.
She orders the pretzels to be delivered to the school before the day is done, and when everyone is reconvening back in the faculty room to grab their lunch bags before heading home, Melissa makes sure she’s the first one down there. She has the box on one of the tables, along with a some cans of soda. Whatever they don’t take, the redhead knows will be eaten and drank at home.
“Oi,” she calls to her friends. “Come get a pretzel and a soda as my thanks for carin’ about me so much.”
They all light up at the sight of the gesture, aside from Gregory.
“I do not like pretzels, or soda, and for that reason I will not take one,” the man says as his friends dive in. “But thank you.”
Melissa rolls her eyes. “I figured you would say that. Which is why I got you a bag of peanuts and a water.”
He looks mildly impressed and takes the offered items gratefully.
Once again, they all voice their love and care for the woman that gave them a salty treat before heading out for the night. Everyone except for Barbara. She waits for Melissa to clean up and gather her things before walking out with the woman.
“That was very sweet of you,” the kindergarten teacher nudges her friend.
Melissa huffs. “Oi. Don’t knock me like that.” She readjusts her grip on the small box of pretzels before sighing. “But it was just a thank you for caring.”
“We care about you a lot more than you know,” Barbara smiles. “And just so you know… you are a Philly eleven, and I do think you should get yourself back out there. I know it can be scary to put your heart back out there, but even if it ends in heartbreak and a few smashed in headlights, I will always be here to help you pick up the pieces.”
“I know, Barb,” the redhead says softly, so out of character. “Thank you.”
“Think about it!” the older woman says as she parts and heads off in the direction of her car.
With a sigh, Melissa unlocks her car and gets everything settled before slumping into the front seat.
Coming home with a treat, she texts you.
Is it you? You reply back.
She chuckles at that. She can practically see the smirk written on your face. You’ll see.
When she pulls in, she can smell you before she sees you. You’re clearing smoking, but she can also smell the delicious dinner that you’re making.
The redhead makes her way into the house, deep in thought of how much her friends are looking out for her, and attempting to piece together how to approach you about the topic of coming out.
It’s odd. Your girlfriend makes her way into the kitchen and places the box of pretzels down, but she doesn’t make her way over to you the way that she usually does. Instead, she’s looking down at the food, brows furrowed and deep in thought.
You turn the burner down to ensure that the food won’t burn or bubble over before making your way behind Melissa. You wrap the arm that isn’t holding the joint around her waist before holding it up to her lips and offering her some. Even in your somewhat inebriated state, you know something is up with her.
“You look like you could use this more than me,” you chuckle softly.
She shrugs, but does take a hit before blowing the smoke out.
“Hard day?” you ask her gently. “Need to be taken care of?”
Again, she shrugs. She doesn’t really know what to say. This is so unlike Melissa. Usually, she comes in huffing about the ridiculous antics of her boss, she bounces on her toes when she tells you the sweet things the kids had done or said, and she is more than willing to dish out the tea that was spilled in the staff lounge earlier that day.
“Mel?” you ask softly, taking a cheek in your hand and cupping it gently. You force her to look at you. “What happened today?”
She laughs softly, before full out cackling. This sudden change in mood startles you.
“Mel, babe, you’re scaring me,” you tell her. “What happened?”
She sits down and plucks the joint out of your hand. “The crew planned an intervention for me,” she tells you with a chuckle as you go back over to the stove.
You turn. “Oh?”
She nods, a playful smirk on her face.
“For?” you raise a brow. You turn your attention back to dinner. “Can I guess?”
“Sure, hun,” she laughs as she takes another drag.
“The aggression that you email the parents with?” No. “The heeled boots hitting the linoleum tile too loudly when you’re pissed?” No. “The arson?” No. “The threats of a bare knuckle fist fight?”
“Jesus,” Melissa laughs. “When you list all of that out, I sound like a terrible person.”
“No,” you say quickly. “I love everything about you!”
“I know you do,” she chuckles. “But no. None of that.”
“Then what?”
“My love life.”
“Your love life?” you turn to look at her incredulously.
“My love life,” the redhead sighs. “They had a banner, they had letters, they had the chair in the middle of the room… everything. And for me. When I don’t even have a problem with my love life.”
“So why did you come in lookin’ all sad?”
“Not sad… just thoughtful. The things they said… it showed me how lucky I am to have coworkers that care for me as deeply as they do. So at the end of the day, I had pretzels for them to show my gratitude. And after, Barbara and I walked out together… and… how would you feel about telling people that we’re together?”
You finish stirring the food and plating it before bringing it over to the table where your girlfriend is sitting. You set the two dishes in front of her before sliding into her lap. You finish off the joint together before smiling.
“I’ve been ready,” you tell her. “I’ve just been waiting for you to be.”
“Yeah?” she asks you as she kisses your temple.
You nod before taking a bite of your dinner. Damn, between the two of you, you should open your own restaurant. “We’ve been together for over a year, living together since six months in, I don’t plan on going anywhere, and I would hope you don’t either. I think it’s time.”
“I think so too,” she says softly. “But with the end of the year comin’ up… we’re all crazy busy.”
“So we can organize something for after the school year?” you suggest. “Maybe a fourth of July barbecue?”
So that’s what the two of you do. Your girlfriend walks into school on the last day and tells her friends that she knows that don’t have anything going on for Fourth of July, and they better be at her house for a barbecue. They all look at her, clearly confused. No one- not even Barb- has been invited over to the house since Melissa and Gary broke up. Nevertheless, they don’t argue and all promise to be there.
They all come in one clump, and the faces that they make when you open the door draped around Melissa are priceless.
“This is my girlfriend, Y/N,” she says proudly. “The reason that I have been declining all of the people you’ve suggested I date, and the reason I have not ‘put myself back out there’. I don’t gotta when I have her.”
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hii!! this is so embarassing to ask because i never do this,, but by any chance do you have plans on making a continuation of the ybc x male reader fic? i enjoyed it like SO MUCH 🥹 i'd like to know more of reader's relationship with the characters, especially some of them who seems to be into him (akemi, kashima, tamura, toono? etcetc) 👉👈 more smut would be appreciated too heheh love to see the reader getting manhandled and all 🤭 thank you for your hard work by the way!! big fan of your works 💖💖
drabble...aftermath of YBC
FEATURING : AKEMI, TAMURA, KASHIMA, TOONO x male reader
Pls dont be embarassed to flood my inbox hahaha. i feel like my work is appreciated when they do. Thank you for reading my posts! I dont intend to continue on YBC since the manga itself is unfinished and i prioritise the plot of the original manga. Although i did promise a small fic somewhere in my old comments so heres a snack 🌭
Spanking, filming, talking, dubcon, small smut (not as much as the previous one)
(m/n) liked to believe that his life would continue as normal after that. Maybe he shouldn't really put his trust in those perverts. Akemi out of all people.
"Look here, (m/n)-chan~"
The blonde cooed, pulling the (h/c)'s face up to look at the camera in front of them. (m/n) only drooled, his body limp on the singular bed with Akemi humping his ass in the blonde's room.
The day before, was the revolutionary gangbang and (m/n) passed out, too tired to even clean himself but he awoke in the president's room. His body was cleaned and expected his lower half ached but he didn't expect the blonde to climb on top of him asking for seconds.
"Ahn! You're so- mmmff cute, (m/n)!" Akemi mewled, pounding his dick into the (h/c)'s ass, who was on his knees, his teary-eyed cock-drunk face facing the camera, giving his best lewd face with the bed creaking underneath them.
Akemi proposed for a video, wanting a memento of their special moment, albeit (m/n) was no longer a virgin, he reassured (m/n) that he was still as sensitive as one.
"Mmmn ughh unh-" (m/n)'s breath hitched, he fisted the sheets underneath him as his sore hole leaked lube and twitched every time Akemi thrusted his dick in. He was not sober, still drowsy from yesterday's pounding session but he let the blonde ravaged him, too tired to resist, and it was a win for him too.
Pushing his hips back, (m/n) weakly tried to fuck himself on the blonde too, the president laughing and kissing his back with encouragement. "You really are the best. Even better than us Yaribu!" Akemi licked and bit his neck, drawing out whimpers from the (h/c).
Akemi pulled out and quickly finished himself on (m/n)'s ass, making sure the camera caught view of his cum smeared all over the (h/c)'s bottom and dripping down his back. (m/n) whined, he wanted another round as Akemi leaned forward to grab the phone, pulling (m/n) up and shoving it in his face.
"Say 'not a virgin'~" (m/n) did not say it, only frowning and smacking the laughing blonde who delved into the former's previous request, making sure he recorded every single orgasm (m/n) achieved, his camera lens capturing his squirting cum-filled hole.
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Tamura was a bit nicer to (m/n) when it comes to sex. Although his mouth was foul, he was a cooperating person in intimacy. They were friends, maybe. But the (h/c) wished the fucker would shut up at times.
"Come on, senpai. Pretty sure you can go faster than that!"
They would fuck if they had run into each other, if his vice-captain wasn't by his side, of course. Tamura sloppily making out with (m/n) as they stumble somewhere private to satiate their lust, in this case, the janitor's closet.
(m/n) had tears slipping down his chin, whines from his throat as he rode the blue-haired second year. His knees scratched against the wooden floor, his ass slapping on top of Tamura's thighs and his anus swallowing the latter's veiny cock.
"Ahn ahn ahh ah! Mmff- I'm gonna cum! C-Cumming- soon-" (m/n) squealed as he squirted out ropes of cum onto Tamura's abs, his hole clenching around the latter who quickly thrusted up into the squirming third year. "Who knew you had this side of you!"
The second year kissed (m/n), his tongue shoved down the latter's throat before pulling out to mock him again. "You have such a neat face and a polite facade. You're the perfect slut!"
Slapping Tamura, (m/n) hissed in pain as the second year dug his nails into his waist. "Fuck you." Tamura licked his lips in excitement. "I like you." He purred, aroused at getting cursed at.
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Kashima was the sweetest. In sex and in person.
"(m/n)-senpai!" The first year ran to him, catching up at the other end of a hallway. "How are you today?"
He grinned and would suck up to the volleyball captain, wanting his attention from his other crush. Kashima would often try to run into the third year, crossing paths in the upperclass' hallways or passing by the volleyball gym. It was cute, to say the most, Kashima's little crush that is.
It wasn't so little when he was in other positions.
"(m/n)-senpai urmmff! I like you! Ngh mmngg-" Kashima held up (m/n) against the shower room, the (h/c) pulling him in when there was no one and they slobbered over each other, tearing clothes off and the first year was so passionate with him.
But (m/n) knew his mind would drift elsewhere. Toono, to be exact.
(m/n) panted, his arms around the ravenette's neck, his legs locking around Kashima's torso who was pounding his hips into (m/n)'s against the cold and wet wall. His eyes lulled back into his skull at Kashima's rough thrusts.
He knew there was something going on between Kashima and Toono, he saw it during the end of the gangbang. And he had no plans to interfere, only indulging in Kashima's affections for him as he doted on his kind kouhai.
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Toono was still embarrassed to face the third year, hiding away every time their eyes clashed and jumping into bushes if the (h/c) so happened to be walking by. It was annoying and amusing to the third year, the reaper who had brought him to the Yaribu's room.
But it was getting tired to see him running away.
"Stop being so scared of me."
(m/n) confronted the brunette, who cornered himself in the library when the (h/c) had only wanted to grab a book for his upcoming studies. Toono nodded wildly, agreeing with the third year. "Y-Yes! Of course, senpai!"
The (h/c) rolled his eyes. "I told you, I'm fine. It wasn't that bad, it was fun too!" "FUN???" (m/n) pressed his lips into a thin line. "Duh. It's a gangbang." "B-But, we're guys so-"
The captain grabbed his face and smacked their lips together, wanting to shut up the stammering brunnette. It wasn't the most morally correct action but it felt right and Toono wouldn't shut up about his oh so heterosexual-ness.
Toono was stiff at first before he began to melt into the kiss, his hands shaking as he gripped onto (m/n)'s shirt. The (h/c) pulled away, gazing down at the blushing first year. "You should stop talking about 'we're all men' stuff, okay? It's repetitive and a fib."
The brunette only nodded, in awe of the third year. (m/n) promptly left the starstruck Toono, as he ushered himself out of the library with a satisfied huff.
[END SCENE]
[unedited]
Afterthoughts :
The anime left out so many things in the manga i just speedrunned an hour ago. Like they did NOT look like twinks. I could not find a future with Shikatani, Itome, Yaguchi, Jimmy and Yuri for this specific scenario, like they would not gaf, especially Itome who would definitely plan to murder (m/n) at one point.
With said, I would not be writing for YBC (except for that one user rq i forgot the username to) not until Kashima and Toono finally get together properly. I LURVE KASHIMA ARGH.
Sorry for those who's seen the cropped out fic for this and im aware i did not put my 100% for this mess. I dont think i can write properly any time soon and I just realised I'm terrible with requests haha. Think im gonna focus on my ocs more. Had so much fun with those aus.
BONUS :
Daisuke grasped his captain's face, licking (m/n)'s lips as they stumbled onto the desk of the empty classroom. "I can't stand it. Seeing you with them." The (h/c) felt shivers run down his spine as Daisuke pulled his uniform off. "It just happens. Thought nothing would change."
(m/n) gasped out, his body lying on the table as Daisuke pressed himself on top of the (h/c), his heart racing and his hands shaking. "I was furious. Furious at them for harassing you. But I never thought you'd go to them." "People are making a big fuss out of my virginity. It's just sex- mmff!"
The (h/c) covered his mouth as Daisuke shoved his hand into his pants, fondling and pressing his crotch. "You are everything to me, (m/n). Everything I could ever wish for." Daisuke kissed his captain's neck, pulling off his own shirt.
"You are the pinnacle of my sins and greed."
(m/n) felt his heart was beating so fast, his hands groping the ravenette's chest as he opened his legs further, helping Daisuke shuffle his pants off. "Should've told me sooner." He mumbled, licking and biting Daisuke's neck.
"I was waiting for you first." Daisuke snapped back, pulling (m/n)'s face and shoving his tongue against the latter's, making out passionately, drool slipping out from the corner of their mouths.
"It's my fault then?" The captain teased, his mind getting hotter as he bucked his hips against Daisuke's. "No. I could never blame you. It's those stupid perverts."
(m/n) laughed as he cupped the pouting ravenette's cheeks. "You have no one to blame but yourself." He winked at his vice-captain. "Then let me make up to you." Daisuke grinned, his body pressing more against the twitching (h/c), only the evening sun baring witness to their ludicrous confessions.
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The difference in quality w my oc and the ybc members???? I failed you all💀 ill edit it properly
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Reading your Nameless!reader and pre-relationship with Aventurine gave me a brain blast because I merged both ideas into one. (Word vomit, send help-)
You're either just an acquaintance of his or just a mere fling during the lively nights of sucking the bettors' cash dry in the casino, he won a bet against you and spent a date. That’s all there is to it, and that’s the extent of your relationship with him. That’s what he initially thought. What fate brought you two to meet at certain intervals are too good to be a coincidence, you caught the glances of that one they call a ‘Stoneheart’.
Cerulean and magenta would drift their attention away from whatever once they saw you behind his shades, just listening to a guitarist express their soul on the bench just by the road, right there when you’re alone did he propose for another bet and an upcoming date.
And you’d just drag him with you to do something, no bets, no losers would do anything the winner wants. You know your chance of winning against Aventurine is little to none, so if he wants to do an encore he’s gonna get an encore, no bets needed.
And this would happen for quite a while after coincidental encounters in planets, star systems, galaxies, it reached the point he’d touch you freely like an old friend. Aventurine doesn’t know what led him to take attraction to you, was it boredom from that second time he saw you? Was it how you seem to enjoy just with him being there? Or was it how you held him so gently like an angel’s touch as you danced with him in your first fling?
Gentle and caring is what he’d describe your touch as, and it scared him. You’re not his first fling oh no no, but you’re the first person he invited to have an intimate night to destress who touched him so gently, and he’s not one to ask hem to be gentle or caring. It’s intoxicating, he craves for more but the butterflies inside him makes him feel vulnerable and weak. Oh how he’d love to take you anywhere in the universe if he’s not a busy, busy man, and a coward that pull away from you the more he realized that you mean so much more to him.
Until he notices that this coincidental encounters starts to lessen, with his position in the IPC he became busier and busier he doesn’t have the time to contact you and you’d reply much later than usual, texts from you would be more rare after a long while. He wants to be relieved for the calmness and solitude but his heart aches at the thoughts of you abandoning him. He fears genuine affection, he’s afraid that you’ll risk your life mingling with someone like him. This is an optimal solution for both of you, right?
Seeing you again in Penacony after a long time of not meeting one another again made him forget how much he misses you, the way you’d run up to him all happy to finally see him again and how you smirked mischievously at your Astral Express crew’s shocked face about your beloved old friend. Aventurine has many things to catch up with you, to be part of the Nameless you follow the tracks forged by the Trailblaze, you’d save worlds and seal Stellarons, to cross path with one another is once in a lifetime.
And he’s calm himself down and take things slowly with you, what do you say about a dinner together?
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(I'm normal don't worry. Sorry if it's so LONG! Have a nice day, love your writing!)
DON'T APOLOGIZE ANON IT'S BEAUTIFUL thank you for sharing this with me it really made my evening 🥹💛
Have a nice day as well <з
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Strip Poker
SUMMARY | Hendery has been eyeing you for quite awhile and when your mutual friends decide on a game of strip poker, Hendery is in it to win it. His prize: you.
PAIRINGS | Hendery/Fem!Reader
GENRE | smut, unprotected sex, fingering, dirty talk, oral (female receiving), fluff
RATING | Mature
LENGTH | 4,310 words
AUTHOR’S NOTE | I hope this turned out okay!
"I have the perfect game to play for Game Night!" Linda, your roommate and best friend in all things chaotic, clapped her hands in front of her as she looked at you and the guys. Johnny was standing next to her, his cheeks awfully red, traces of lipstick at the corner of his mouth.
"So?" Doyoung asked, eyeing the woman curiously. "Are you gonna tell us, Linda?"
Linda smiled and tugged on Johnny's collar. "Why don't we play Strip Poker?"
The rest of your friends looked at Linda and blinked. Thinking among themselves, the guys all thought it was the best game that Linda ever proposed, having wanted to see everyone get naked.
Particularly to see you naked.
Hendery smiled, slung an arm around you and pulled you close. "I'm game."
"You're crazy, woman." You shot Linda a look and when she caught your eyes, she let out a wide smile.
"Oh c'mon Y/N. It'll be fun!" She dragged you to the living room with her, looking forward to the outcome of this game.
You were pretty sure it would lead to something very sexy… especially since Hendery seemed like he was interested in your nudity, even though he hid it really well. The only time you saw him stare at your boobs was when you wore dresses that showed them off. If you wanted to play strip poker, it would mean revealing some skin yourself.
"I'm determined to get Linda naked." Taeyong joked, playing on his phone and watching what was going on in the living room.
"Jokes on you," Johnny began to tease Taeyong. "My girlfriend is pretty good at poker."
"That I am!" Linda kissed Johnny's cheek before sliding into his lap and beginning to shuffle the cards.
You watched as your friend expertly dealt each of the players their first hand. Once she was done, she picked up her own deck of cards and began to deal again. With Linda sitting comfortably on Johnny's lap, he grabbed the back of her neck to pull her lips against his. Your jaw dropped, stunned by the sudden intimate moment. But you quickly shook your head, trying to calm down. Maybe if you tried not to watch, you wouldn't end up blushing.
But how could you? That kiss was so beautiful and intimate. He even took a second to stroke her hair with one hand. It made you feel jealous; the way he looked after her and paid attention to her instead of being selfish and just thinking about himself.
Still, it didn't stop you from blushing. Instead of joining the eager participants of the game, you decided to stand beside Jeno, whose arms were crossed over his chest, pretending not to be staring at Linda and Johnny. For now, you focused on watching the others play the game, but every once in a while you found yourself staring at Hendery. When he noticed your gaze, he stared back.
You looked away, Jeno raising his eyebrows as he looked between you two. "What are you doing?"
You couldn't help but smirk. "I was staring because he was staring."
He laughed and nudged you with his shoulder. "Do you know who you're talking to? If I was Hendery, you'd already be in trouble."
You rolled your eyes and playfully nudged your friend back. "Yeah yeah, you big hunk o' manliness. Anyway, I don't think he likes me, y'know. Like… that way."
Jeno chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "I don't know, maybe you're just giving him the wrong signals."
You gave Jeno a doubtful look. How could you possibly give anyone the wrong signals? You hadn't dated anyone since you broke up with your ex-boyfriend in college and it had been almost three years since then. He continued, making a face at you. "You're always like: 'Oh yeah, I'm single.' But then the minute someone starts flirting with you, you act super cold and distant. Just admit it, Y/N, you're afraid he's gonna take advantage of you."
"Ya! Lee Jeno," You scoffed. "Of course I'm not afraid of him taking advantage of me! I'm not his type anyway. And besides…"
"And besides what?"
"Well," You paused. What could you say? Your relationship with Hendery was nothing like what you thought it would be. Sure, you knew he wasn't dating anyone else. But that didn't mean anything. Plenty of people weren't dating anyone.
It wasn't until recently that you realized that you actually enjoyed spending time with him. You liked hanging out with him. You felt comfortable around him. So maybe… Maybe you could let your guard down a little and go on a date or two with him. Even if you never developed feelings for him. Maybe you just needed to spend more time getting to know him.
"Besides…" you started hesitantly. "It doesn't matter."
"Fine fine, I'll stop asking." Jeno rolled his eyes at you. "You know he thinks you're cute, right?"
Your heart stopped beating for a few seconds. Could it be true? Was Hendery finding you attractive? You looked at him, noticing how he kept glancing over to where you were sitting. There were a few times when his glance lingered longer than necessary. He also seemed really interested in everything that was happening. Every word you said, every move you made. As soon as you saw him watching you, you turned your head and pretended to be looking somewhere else. He seemed to be pretty much observing you from afar, like he was taking mental notes. Then again, you thought that Hendery liked observing other people… that might explain why he was so interested in you.
That or maybe he had a crush on you.
"Are you done trying to make me feel insecure yet?" You scolded Jeno. "Because I really can't handle any more pressure today."
"Aw come on," Jeno pouted. "Can't you just accept the fact that he's starting to fancy you? Or is that impossible too?"
"Fine!" You threw up your hands and rubbed your forehead. "I guess I'm fine with whatever happens. Just don't tell Linda, okay? I don't need to hear her pressuring me about my love life. I don't want to deal with any of that."
"Who knows," Jeno mused. "Maybe this time, she won't try and set you up with anyone. Maybe this time, you'll end up going on a date with Hendery."
"Shut up," you muttered under your breath.
Jeno laughed, leaning closer to you and putting his arm around your shoulders. "See? That's the spirit!"
"Alright, who's joining for round two?!" Linda shouted from across the room, waving her arms in the air and looking extremely happy. She loved game night. She loved getting together with friends. She especially loved seeing how far they would go in order to win. "Y/N! Jeno! Quit your gabbing and come play!"
"Fine, fine!" You called out, making your way to the circle of buzzed friends. You decided to sit across from Hendery and squeezed yourself in between Renjun and Mark. “I hate you all.”
"Fuck you all!" You shouted, pulling off your shirt. You crossed your arms over your chest and the single men in the room couldn't help but stare at your breasts that threatened to spill from your lacy bra. "How could I lose this hand?! This is complete and utter fuckery! It's not fair!"
"Shit," Renjun frowned as he lifted his shirt over his head, also losing his hand.
"Boom goes the dynamite!" Johnny shouted, throwing his card down on the table and grinning from ear to ear. "Johnny wins! And still fully clothed!"
"Damn it!" Doyoung cursed as he tossed his card on the floor and peeled off his shirt. "How the hell is Johnny and Linda so good at poker?"
"This isn't fair," Mark complained, taking his shirt off and crossing his arms over his chest. "This game is rigged!"
"I second that!" Ten groaned out, joining the crowd that took their shirts off. "Linda and Johnny has to be cheating!"
Everyone glared at Linda and Johnny. Who else would they suspect?
"You know what?" Hendery snapped, throwing his card down on the table and yanking off his shirt. "I don't think I can take this anymore."
"Why?" Taeyong wiggled his eyebrows, from the couch, as he sat this round out. "Are you getting distracted? Is seeing Y/N's boobs distracting for you?"
Hendery grinned wickedly at Taeyong. "Yes. Yes it is."
"If you're going to pop a boner," Johnny teased, causing you to roll your eyes. "At least do it somewhere else."
"And take Y/N with you!" Jeno called out teasingly. You let out a groan and buried your face in your hands. It was becoming increasingly obvious that Jeno would be mocking you for the rest of the night. You hoped that he would stop once he got tired of it, but judging from his amused expression, he probably wouldn't.
"It's getting hot in here." Linda looked between you and Hendery. She grabbed Johnny's arm. "Hey babe, let's go grab a drink."
Before Johnny could protest, he was scooped up and pulled away, leaving you with Hendery and the other guys. Mark looked at the group and while you weren’t looking, gestured to the others that they should leave you and Hendery alone. They exchanged looks before nodding their heads and leaving the room, leaving you alone with the one guy who couldn't keep his eyes off you.
"And then there were two." Hendery commented as he put his shirt back on. His eyes trailed up and down your body, stopping briefly at your breasts as you put your shirt back on.
"Why did I have a feeling that they were going to leave us alone the whole time?” You smoothed your shirt down. “And what’s with that weird smile, Hendery?”
Hendery smirked as he leaned forward towards you. His mouth was a mere inch away from yours. “What do you want me to do? Keep acting friendly and nice to you? Not flirt with you? Not notice how pretty you are? Because I can’t seem to help myself. I can’t control myself around you.”
You swallowed hard, fighting back the urge to close the gap between you. "How do you expect me to behave when you've been staring at me all night? It makes it really hard to act normal around you."
"So you're telling me that you can't pretend that we're not attracted to each other either?" Hendery pressed.
"That's not—" You cleared your throat. You really wanted to lie to him, but then again… what harm could it cause? "It’s not like I don’t like you, you know. You're really funny and kind and a great friend. I like hanging out with you."
"You're trying to change the subject," Hendery pointed out.
"No," You shook your head. "It's just…"
You paused, looking away from him. You didn't want to say the words out loud. You didn't want to admit that there was something between you two. You certainly didn't want to admit that you liked him. You thought about saying that you weren't sure whether you wanted to pursue a romantic relationship with him or not, but quickly realized that wouldn't work. He'd definitely think you were lying.
"Is there anything that I can do to prove that I'm worth dating?" Hendery asked softly, reaching out and caressing your cheek. His thumb grazed along your jawline.
You closed your eyes and let his touch linger against your skin. It was sweet, tender and comforting. You tried to imagine what it would be like if he were kissing you. If he were holding you in his arms. Holding you and whispering sweet things into your ears.
He brushed his thumb over your lips, drawing your attention to them. For a moment, you forgot that you were talking to him.
"You don't need to prove anything to me," you whispered back. "You're already worth it."
Hendery let out a small sigh, his hands slipped down and clutched onto your hips. "So are you saying that you want to see where this goes?"
"Maybe," you replied softly.
The way you looked at him caused his heart to skip a beat. His stomach felt all squishy inside. His chest felt tight. He swallowed nervously and nodded his head slowly. He didn't understand why, but whenever you looked at him like that, it always felt like the temperature in the room suddenly went up ten degrees. His heart fluttered as he watched you. His body became filled with energy and excitement as he imagined how your lips would feel against his.
His mind was suddenly full of fantasies about what it would be like to kiss you. What it would be like to hold you in his arms. What it would be like to wake up next to you in the morning.
He swallowed hard and reached out to cup your cheek. He moved his fingers down your neck and shoulder, causing goosebumps to form on your skin.
"Y/N," he breathed out, his voice cracking slightly. "You have no idea how badly I want to kiss you."
"Yeah?" You raised an eyebrow at him, silently daring him to continue.
He grinned and gently tugged on your bottom lip. "Yeah."
"Well, what do you want me to do?" You asked, arching your brows.
Hendery leaned in closer to you, keeping eye contact with you as he spoke. "You tell me."
"I don't know…" You ran your finger along his jawline. "Do you want me to stop you? To push you away?"
"Hell no," Hendery laughed. "I want you to kiss me."
You couldn’t help but close the gap between you and lightly brush your lips against his.
Hendery immediately kissed you back, pressing his tongue into your mouth.
As your lips met his, the electricity between you both surged. It flowed through your bodies and sparked a fire within you. Your lips parted slightly, allowing him access to your mouth. He eagerly pressed his tongue against yours. You moaned as your entire body began to heat up. The way he smelled and tasted, everything was just perfect.
Every part of him felt right and natural.
When you finally pulled away from him, Hendery had his hand wrapped around the back of your neck, staring deeply into your eyes. He gently bit his lip, his eyes locked onto yours.
“How do you feel about taking this somewhere else?” You whispered. “Like my bedroom?”
Hendery smiled and nodded his head. “Lead the way.”
You woke up the next morning feeling content. The events from last night seemed like nothing more than a dream. Sure, your body felt sore from being tangled in Hendery's arms all night long, but in a good way. You stared at his sleeping face for a few moments, wondering how anyone could look so beautiful while still being asleep.
Hendery opened his eyes, letting out a soft smile when he saw you. "Good morning, beautiful."
"Mmm, morning handsome," you hummed.
Hendery leaned over and pecked your lips. You smiled as he ran his fingers through your hair. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," you lied.
"You've been smiling for the past five minutes," Hendery noted.
You laughed. "Just thinking about last night."
"Oh?" Hendery cocked his head to the side curiously. "About what?"
"Us," you sighed, placing a hand on his chest. "Last night… That was amazing."
Hendery grinned widely. "It was amazing, wasn't it?"
"Mmhm." You smiled wider. "It was exactly what I needed."
"You deserved it."
You laughed as you playfully punched his shoulder. "Are you done talking now? I'm ready to get out of bed."
"Only if you give me a kiss first," Hendery offered.
You rolled your eyes and pushed him playfully, causing him to fall backwards. "Get back up."
Hendery chuckled as he scrambled to his feet. Once he was standing upright, he swooped in and gave you another kiss. As you were kissing him, he brought his hands to your cheeks and held you in place.
"Are you sure you're okay?" he whispered.
"Of course I am," you whispered back, burying your nose in his neck. You loved the smell of him. It made you weak in the knees. "You better believe that I'll never forget what happened last night."
"I know you won't," Hendery replied, bringing his hands to your waist. He nuzzled his face into your hair. He trailed his fingers up your thighs until he reached your bare core. He gently rubbed his thumbs over your lower lips, causing you to gasp softly. You shivered as he brushed his fingers across your clit.
"Hendery…” you pushed at him softly. “I think Linda might be home. We should… maybe finish this later."
“It didn’t stop us last night when we fucked.” He looked up at you sheepishly, his eyes meeting yours. "I don't want to wait any longer."
“It was loud and everyone was drunk last night.” You licked your lips nervously. "It’s morning now and we really shouldn't."
"I know." Hendery frowned. "But I really need you, Y/N. I'm willing to risk her finding us. Are you willing to take the chance?"
You gulped. "I don't know…"
Hendery took a deep breath and lowered his head. "If you say no, I swear that I will go downstairs and make breakfast for everyone that's still here and wait until they leave."
"That doesn't sound like a bad plan." You let out a laugh as you cupped his cheek. "But fuck it. My door is locked anyway."
"See?" Hendery nodded proudly. "Perfect."
You returned the gesture by pulling him into a deep kiss. He groaned loudly when you slid your tongue into his mouth. He continued trailing his fingers along your inner thigh as you pushed him further onto the bed. His body sank into the mattress, but his fingers remained focused on your naked skin. Within a matter of seconds, he had flipped you onto your back. You giggled as he pinned you down beneath him. His hands gripped your hips tightly as he pressed himself between your legs.
You stared up at him, panting heavily. He slowly brought his lips to yours once more, this time giving you a deep kiss. The pressure of his tongue against yours ignited a fire inside of you. When he slid his hands up your body, you gasped as he grasped onto your bare breasts.
"Fuck," he groaned as he squeezed your breasts roughly. "These tits are perfect."
"Mmmm…" You moaned, letting out a tiny moan as he pinched your nipples roughly. You ran your fingers through his dark hair as you continued moaning. You knew he could hear your pleasure because his moans grew louder too.
"Goddamn," he growled, lowering his head and sucking one of your erect nipples into his mouth. He used his teeth to gently bite down on your sensitive flesh. You moaned louder, pushing your body harder against his face. He released the nipple from his mouth and brought his head up.
"Shh…" he said, lowering his head to you once more.
"Don't stop," you whimpered.
"Trust me, I'm going to make you come as many times as possible," he promised, capturing one of your swollen nipples between his lips. You cried out loudly when he sucked on it, sending electric shocks through your entire body.
"Fuck," he groaned again, squeezing your other breast and swirling his tongue around it. "God damn."
You grabbed onto the sheets underneath you as he worked his magic on your sensitive nipples. His skilled fingers slid up and down your wet pussy, causing you to moan even louder.
"Oh fuck," you moaned, pushing your hips towards his hand. "Please… don't stop."
Hendery pulled his mouth off of your nipple and looked at you. You gazed back at him lustfully, your eyes glazed over. "Tell me what you want, Y/N."
"Hendery… please, I can't take much more."
"Please what?" he asked, still rubbing his fingers along your throbbing clit.
"Lick my cunt, lick my pussy."
"I love the way you talk," he whispered. "You turn me on so much."
You wiggled your hips towards him as he lowered his mouth to your exposed sex. You could feel his hot breath against your clit as he exhaled loudly. "So wet… so fucking wet…"
"Mmmm…" he hummed, swirling his tongue around your clit before moving up and sucking on it. "Is this what you wanted?"
"Yes!" You cried out, bucking your hips violently against his face. "Hendery, yes! Please!"
"Please what?" he repeated, licking at your slit again.
"Make me cum… make me cum, Hendery."
Hendery hummed softly, his mouth completely surrounding your clit. You could feel his warm breath against your flesh as he repeatedly sucked on it. It sent shockwaves throughout your body, leaving you shaking uncontrollably. Before you knew it, you came, flooding his face with your juices.
You arched your back as you rode out your orgasm. You could feel every muscle in your body tense up as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through you.
"Ahhhh…" you panted. "God, that feels amazing."
Hendery licked your wet folds one last time before he sat up and grinned at you. "Let me show you how amazing I can make you feel."
"Oh yeah?" You ran your fingers through his messy hair. "And how do you plan on doing that?"
Hendery smirked at you, leaning down and nibbling on your earlobe. "There's only one way to find out."
You wrapped your arms around his neck and passionately kissed him. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," he smiled. He positioned himself in between your legs. His cock rubbed against your swollen folds as he moved his hips forward. You instantly felt the warmth of his thick member against your entrance.
"Fuck," he moaned, pushing slowly into you.
"Fuck…" you groaned.
Hendery started slowly sliding his cock in and out of you, teasing you with every single thrust. You tried to move yourself, but Hendery held you firmly in place.
"You know, you're so tight," he said. "It makes it hard to hold back."
"Do whatever you want," you groaned. "Just fuck me already."
"All right," he smirked, grabbing your ass with both hands and plunging deeper into you.
You groaned as his cock buried itself inside of you, stretching you to the limit. "God damn," you whimpered. "Fuck."
"I can tell that you're enjoying this," he grunted, pounding into you roughly.
"Oh yeah," you cried out. "Faster, Hendery. Faster."
"Take it, Y/N," he encouraged. "Take everything that I have to offer."
"Please, oh god, just keep going," you begged. "Keep fucking me, please."
He did just that. He picked up the pace, thrusting himself into you as fast as he could. Each stroke left you gasping for air. The intensity was almost unbearable.
You dug your nails into his shoulders, desperately clinging onto him. The friction of his cock within you was making you feel things you'd never felt before. Things that felt absolutely incredible.
"Fuck… I'm coming, Y/N," he cried out, his voice filled with passion.
The feeling of his release inside of you caused you to experience an intense orgasm of your own. Your walls clenched around his cock, milking him dry as you screamed out his name.
After what seemed like hours, Hendery finally collapsed on top of you. He placed kisses all over your face as he continued caressing your body.
"You're amazing," he murmured into your ear. "I've never met anyone who can make me feel the way that you do."
"Really?" you asked, turning your head to look at him.
He smiled at you, resting his forehead against yours. "Yes, really. You are amazing."
Your heart skipped a beat as he leaned in to kiss you. "Thank you," you whispered.
"No, thank you." He kissed you once more before standing up and retrieving his clothes. "Now I’m scared of leaving your bedroom. Who knows who’s out there?”
You laughed, throwing on some clothes. “No doubt Linda and Johnny. Maybe a few of the others that got drunk and didn’t go home.”
Hendery let out a sigh, before opening your door. “And let the teasing begin.”
You and Hendery walked into the kitchen to catch a few pairs of eyes staring at you. Linda let out a small laugh, slapping Johnny’s arm as he nodded his head. Renjun was nursing a hangover with a cup of coffee, Mark next to him with a surprised face. Jeno grinned and wiggled his eyebrows, happy that his two friends got together.
“Sooooo…” Jeno broke the silence, looking at you and Hendery. “What’s the verdict between you two?”
“What’s the point of asking when we know they’ve fucked all night long?” Renjun shook his head, a small smile on his face. “Take care of her, Hendery. We’ll kick your ass if you hurt her.”
Hendery looked down at you softly. “I’d never hurt her. Y/N’s always been special to me.”
“Awhhhh!” Linda cooed. She slapped Johnny’s arm. “I told you that they’d get together eventually! I’m so glad I suggested strip poker last night.”
“I’m glad you did too,” Jeno nodded his head. “They finally did it.”
“Not gonna ask how the night went,” Johnny said, as he looked at you. “But next time, have sex at Hendery’s place.”
Mark laughed. “Like you’re one to talk, Johnny. You and Linda are loud too.”
“Hey now, we’re not that bad!” Linda exclaimed, Johnny laughing next to her. Your friend sent you a smile and you could tell that she was honestly happy for you. “But really, I’m happy for you.”
“Thanks,” you smiled, looking up at the man next to you. “I’m happy for us too.”
Hendery placed a soft kiss on your cheek. “As am I.”
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sam kerr fic recs
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༄ you're not yourself sam kerr x fem!reader
-you're not well, but you still go out to watch sam's game; but when she finds out you've come out when you're sick, she drops everything to take care of you
༄ being sam's sam kerr x fem!reader
-headcanons on your relationship with sam
༄ haven't i given enough sam kerr x reader
-When Sam and Y/N met, everything had just fallen into place. Y/N was interning at the local hospital when the Matilda's had come for a charity event, cheering up sick kids on the ward.
༄ chills sam kerr x reader
-the reader steals Sams hoodie
༄ surprise sam kerr x reader | fluff, pregnancy
-you come over to australia to surprise sam
༄ where it all began sam kerr x reader
-sam kerr proposes to you at the same place you both met 16 years ago
༄ that's how it's done sam kerr x reader
-The moment she strikes it, you know it's going in. The curl, the technique, the fact it was struck with such confidence despite being 30 metres out.
༄ ice cold sam kerr x reader
-You couldn’t have hated this more if you tried.
Every ticking second, every running, jogging, sprinting step was another towards the end of extra time. Another towards the shootout.
༄ sam blurb sam kerr x reader
-sam kerr fic where her and reader both play for Aus and win the wc
༄ you look like an angel sam kerr x reader
༄ i just wanted to see you sam kerr x reader
-Ever since the day you left you missed her. You missed her laugh, her smile, and the little notes she would leave for you when she would go run errands or go out with the girls.
༄ worst fears sam kerr x williamson!reader
-Part 2
༄ ring in the pocket sam kerr x reader | fluff
-mamma mia and a proposal
༄ chelsea matches and jerks sam kerr x reader | fluff
-you go to support your girlfriend at the FA Women's cup. some guy sitting next to you doesn't get the hint to back off. Sam takes things into her own hands.
༄ big sister's sam kerr x arnold!reader | angst, swearing
-what happens when your overprotective big sister finds out you're dating and not just that, you're dating the team captain. well shit.
༄ surprise superstar sam kerr x fem!reader
-after not seeing sam for a month, you fly out to watch the matilda's bronze medal match
༄ y/n l/n and sam kerr are in love: a thread sam kerr x fem!reader
-a series of tweets about the mutual pining that occurs between superstar sam kerr and y/n l/n
༄ close quarters sam kerr x reader | swearing
-Never has sharing a bed been so difficult
༄ easy peasy sam kerr x reader
-"Sammy, babe, I love you, but if you pace there any harder, you're gonna put a hole in the carpet. I don't think the hotel loves you enough for that."
༄ big ol' storm vs the amazing sam. sam kerr x reader
-As much as you loved that Sam was enjoying her time out, you hated the fact you were now stuck alone in your shared apartment at ten o'clock at night and forecast says a thunderstorm is looming on the horizon.
༄ hi sam sam kerr x reader | fluff
-sam and y/n throughout the years
༄ star player teenager!sam kerr x teenager!reader | minor character injury, fluff
-flowers, star players and soccer
༄ jumpers, apologies and proposals sam kerr x reader | angst, fighting, illusions to smut
-the aftermath of losing to england
༄ body slam sam kerr x reader | angst? dickhead, fluff
-a guy runs on the field mid-game and does the one thing that set's sam off. he touches you.
༄ invisible strings sam kerr x reader | underage drinking, gay pining, not proof read so u can call me out on grammar and i wont get my feelings hurt.
༄ buzzfeed; the 10 times sam kerr and y/n arnold nade us believe in love sam kerr x reader
༄ sam kerr and y/n arnold take a friendship test to see who's the better friend sam kerr x reader
༄ thirty laps around the sun sam kerr x fem!reader
-you celebrate sam's thirtieth birthday
༄ benched sam kerr x reader | pregnancy? slight injury to reader
༄ only slightly sam kerr x reader
-where Sam is only slightly mad that Y/N got hurt
༄ positive mum!sam kerr x fem!reader
-after so many negatives, you and sam finally get your two lines
༄ a raging heat mum!sam kerr x fem!reader
-your first month of pregnancy and you're having the worst time ever, but sam is trying her best to balance work and her pregnant wife
༄ back home mum!sam kerr x fem!reader
-the posts and stories from your flight and your first few days back home in perth
༄ accidents happen mum!sam kerr x fem!reader | (nora, age 3)
-sam takes nora to practice for the day, but she has an accident when left alone
༄ cockblocked sam kerr x reader | smut, minors dni 18+ (strap ons, vibrators, cunnilingus), light arsenal women x reader, just teasing fluff n fucking
༄ cheers to 20, have a tattoo sam kerr x reader | fluff, illusions to smut
-you got your first tattoo
༄ mayflower i sam kerr x fem!reader | ivf, pregnancy mentions, slight angst
༄ jump then fall sam kerr x fem!reader | puke, injury (broken wrist), hurt/comfort, fluff, sam being pookie caring girlfriend
-reader is unwell, she's a good actor though and can cover it up and hide it. But, playing a game while sick isn't always the best idea.
#woso x reader#woso#woso imagines#auswnt#auswnt x reader#chelsea#chelsea women#sam kerr#sam kerr x reader#fic recs
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GAME, roman reigns.
warnings: curse words, awkward moments, fluff, being trapped
tags: more stage names, just a fun fic woohoo
summary: you lost a bet... what could go wrong?
THE undisputed universal champion wasn’t hard to break. he was relatively easy to break, but with his current character role, it was rare for him to break character. so you, as the newest and youngest member of the bloodline, lost a bet with the twins (and their younger brother who was forced to join this bet). you were stupid enough to bet on who could do more pushups, of course they won. now all you had to do was make the tribal chief break character or you had to confess your feelings to him.
“your day tomorrow.” you immediately shook your head when you saw him. “i don’t wanna do it.” he mimicked your gesture. “you have to, remember our bet?” you pouted in annoyance. “that lil pout ain’t gonna work on me, sweetheart.” jey ruffled your hair. “what’s good, (y/n)?” “i’m gonna try to break him tomorrow.” you replied to jimmy. “damn, good luck.” jimmy patted your back. "what for?" a new voice trailed behind the three of you. "o- oh, nothing!" roman furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "okay then." he chuckled.
you were always intimidated by him, you were adopted by the bloodline since last month in a 'custody' match against the judgement day, leading the bloodline to win you over. the company saw your potential and decided to push you into their faction. "alright boys... and (y/n) rehearsal time." roman announced. you slid inside the ring, wrapping your hands with the tape. "(y/n), you read the script yet?" you nodded. "great, i pitched in the idea for you to cut a promo... you deserve this." your eyes widened in excitement as you felt butterflies in your stomach.
"thank you." you muttered, flustered as usual. jimmy saw your expression and began smirking. they all knew about your crush and admiration for their leader, except for him–he was just clueless, so you thought. you began stretching before hitting some moves. without you knowing, the tribal chief was studying you. he knew that you were a totally different person in and out of the ring.
in the ring, you were a menace–one of the fastest and youngest rising heel of your company. to say the least, people were quite skeptical with your skills at first. but after working your ass off to prove that you were worthy to be called 'the ace' inside the ring, no one doubted you anymore. you were one hell of a seller, always bringing the best for your fellow coworkers. even when you won, you made sure that your friends had their moment.
after watching your match against rhea, roman took a mental note to propose something to the company. he wanted you in his faction, roman knew you'd be a great addition as the faction needed a technical wrestler. of course he knew that you were still adapting to your new environment, but he couldn't help but to wonder why you were still too shy with him. sure, he was intimidating with his stage presence, but he was just doing his job.
he just wished that you were close to him the same way as you were with his own cousins. "this one goes the judgement day, you missed out an additional member because," you paused for a second, waiting for the answers. "you suck!" the twins shouted, posing as the audience. you smiled at them. "good job." roman smiled at you and you returned the gesture. "did i just miss (y/n)'s promo?" solo arrived, taking off his sunglasses. "yeah you did." jey replied. "aw, can you do it again for me?" you groaned, playfully punching him on his shoulders.
work came by and you were nervous. not because of the cameras surrounding you, but you had to make roman break character. you were up all night thinking about what you should do. you facetimed the twins and solo for advice, only to have them cursing you out as a joke. "i know you're not a jokester, that's why i want to see you try." jimmy's words rang in your ear. you huffed out the cold weather as you pushed the bloodline's locker room door open. "you ready for today, uce?" you flipped jimmy off, earning a laugh from him. "i wanna see you struggle today." he added. "how about you hit my head so i don't have to go out?"
everyone was already there and you were slightly panicking. you were pacing around the room, trying to find your new t-shirt that the crew gave you. jimmy and jey were out, grabbing coffee from the pantry–leaving you, solo, and roman alone in the locker room. "you alright?" solo asked, his face washed with confusion. "i swear i brought my t-shirt today, but i can't find it anywhere." you whispered, not wanting to catch roman's attention. "do you wanna use mine?" you immediately nodded. solo rummaged through his duffle bag to no avail. "shit, i forgot i always go out without a shirt, sorry dawg." you sighed loudly, capturing roman's attention.
"what's up?" he looked up from his phone. "n- nothing." "(y/n) lost her shirt for today." before you could say anything, roman walked over to the locker, opening it. "i have a spare hoodie but i think it's too oversized for you." you had no other option than to take it. "thank you." you muttered, taking it from his hands. and he was right, the black iconic 'we the ones' hoodie covered half of your legs, leaving you with your black boots. i look like i'm not wearing any gear, you thought. "you look cute though." the man complimented you, walking away from the scene to sit down.
the crew ushered you to the entrance. your heart was beating faster than usual. “can’t wait to see what you got under your sleeves.” jey nudged you with his elbow, a smirk plastered on his face. “i hate y’all.” you groaned. “awww, we love you too lil’ sister.” jimmy and jey crushed you with a hug, earning glances from the tribal chief. “something going on here?” you shook your head. “n- no, we’re just messing around.” he raised an eyebrow. “you nervous or something, pretty girl?” that nickname always got to you. you felt your cheeks heating up.
“you got this, your first promo will be amazing. you’re called the ace for a reason, chin up.” that left you even more flustered than before. his entrance song started and you had to keep your composure. “accompanied with the special counsel, paul heyman. the undisputed tag-team champions, the usos. solo sikoa and the smackdown women’s champion, the ace. and the undisputed wwe universal champion, roman reigns!” that was one hell of a long introduction, you thought.
you took a second to glance at the tribal chief being all-mighty and he looked hot with his black tracksuit. he lifted the belt and gave them back to paul for him to hold. “cincinnati,” he paused. “acknowledge me!” roman yelled to the crowd. everyone lifted their finger up, including you. “a special day today.” roman started the segment. “we’re joined by our newest member of the bloodline, ace.” everyone cheered. “now y’all cheering for her? whatever happened to ‘ace, join the judgement day’?” roman’s sentence was laced with sarcasm. “she’s too good to be in some faction without any belts… we have seven, what do they have? issues.” once again, the crowd cheered at your achievements.
“now, we got a lot of people fighting for her to be in their faction, but she’s with us now.” jey said as he slung his arm on your shoulders. “ay, ay. uce, think ace has something to say to y’all.” jimmy passed the microphone to you. you saw his look and you knew that he was trying his best not to break character as he waited for you to pull-off the bet tonight. you mouthed a ‘fuck you’ to him before taking the mic. “kill it, sis.” jimmy winked.
“cincinnati, what’s good?” you yelled into the mic. earning a ‘what’s good’ back as a response. “damn, y’all excited to see me today?” the crowd cheered. “okay, okay pipe down. i’m talking.” you rolled your eyes, staying true to your character. “alright, i see a lot of surprised faces out here tonight because i’m standing with the bloodline today.” you continued. “why am i here instead of being with the judgement day?” you earned a couple of ‘boo’s along the away. “because they’re bitches and they suck.” you grinned menacingly.
roman was watching you the entire time, he knew that you had good mic skills and he didn’t doubt you any second. he admired you from afar, leaning against the turnbuckle–smirking the entire time. you looked cute with his big hoodie that went down your thighs, exposing only your legs and the boots you wore. he couldn’t stop looking at you to the point where he was slowly tuning out the crowd voices, only focusing on you. sometimes he wondered why you were so distant to him, maybe you were scared of him? intimidated by his presence? all he wanted to do was to get to know you even better. of course you caught his attention, he had been interested in you since the first day you stepped inside the blue brand. everyone knew that you had this presence that made people turn around their heads when they saw you.
the twins stared at you and you knew it was time. you sighed as you dragged roman from the sides, hopping on to his back, catching him off-guard. “i don’t relate to people who suck, i relate to the top ones, like this dude right here.” you pointed at roman, who was still confused. “yeah you, tribal chief. i relate to you, because i’m strong as hell, cool as hell, and most importantly, sexy as hell.” he practically had to cover his face to stop himself from smiling. this was definitely the twins’s idea, he thought. “let’s hear it for the tribal chief, i say ‘sexy’ you say ‘yeah’!” you were still on top of his shoulders. “sexy!” “yeah!” the crowd replied. “THAT’S RIGHT!” roman broke out a smile for a couple of seconds. “damn it.” he muttered, holding your legs to protect you from falling.
needless to say, the walk back to the locker room was awkward for you. jimmy, jey, and solo were having the time of their lives. “I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE FUNNY LIKE THAT, DAWG!” jimmy grinned. you were still blushing from the segment. roman, on the other hand, was still confused with the situation. “okay, okay. calm down, think she’s going to cry anytime soon.” roman told the twins. you looked at him, avoiding his gaze. “thank you.” you replied.
the locker room was already empty when you got back. you were pulled over by creatives, they praised you as they showed tweets from people talking about your promo. you felt proud but embarrassed at the same time. you were playing with your phone, replying to your sister’s texts about your segment. you didn’t even notice the man sitting down on the locker room couch. you continued to play with your phone until you heard a familiar voice.
“and where do you think you’re going?” roman’s voice made you stop your tracks. “h- home?” you stuttered, still not brave enough to turn your back. “you made me break character…” your heart was beating faster than usual. “that’s new.” you nervously chuckled at his sentence. “i can… explain?” you awkwardly turned around. “i’ll explain later, i have to… uhm? go out?” you tried pushing the door open to no avail. your eyes widened in fear as the door wouldn’t budge. “oh god.” you muttered.
roman unknowingly saw your panic expression and tried to open the door. “it’s stuck.” he added. “oh god.” you repeated. “hey, calm down. you want me to bust this door open?” roman asked. “no, i think you’ve damaged enough properties.” you replied, remembering the sofa he broke last month. the man chuckled. “well, let me call jey.” “i’ll call paul.”
to your luck, the members of your faction didn’t answer. you were stuck with the man you last wanted to see after the entire segment. “we can actually break the door, but nah… you’re gonna get dragged by logistics and that’s gonna be a mess.” roman gave up trying to open the door and sat down on the couch again. “anyways, that whole segment you did? it was amazing. but i don’t know how you pulled that off… you never strike me as a comedic person.” you rubbed the nape of your neck in nervousness.
he was waiting for your answer. “sit down while we wait for people to notice that we’re gone. last time i was trapped with seth, i ended up playing an entire game of chess with him. there’s nothing to worry about, i don’t bite you know?” he teased you. “y- yeah.” you sat down in front of him, still avoiding his gaze. “who put you up with that promo?” he asked once again.
“i made a bet with the twins and solo… but i lost. it was either breaking you or…” you paused for a second. “or what?” your face reddened in embarrassment. “or i have to… do a backflip in the hallways.” you lied. “(y/n), we all know you’re a great actor and you’ve done countless backflips with kevin. you’re lying.” he commented. tension was there and you were nervous. “if you don’t feel comfortable talking about it, i understand. we’re not close yet and it’s fine-“ “it was either breaking you or i have to confess.” you blurted out, face still red.
“confess?” roman repeated. his attention shifted to you. you tried breaking eye-contact but he was still looking at you. “on what?” he continued. “i- i like you. it’s so weird to say that but yeah, i like you. that’s why i’m still awkward around you because when i like people i just can’t be myself. god, i sound like a loser now. i hope you don’t see me in a weird light or kick me out, i love being here, i’m sorry let me just-“
your sentence was cut-off by a pair of lips on top of your forehead. time went by slowly as you felt him towering over you. “now i know why you’re always so flustered around me, i thought you were scared of me. turns out you like me? that’s so cute.” the black-haired man chuckled. “you don’t have to say anything, i like you too.” before you could respond, you heard the door being unlocked. “FINALLY, WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR AN HOUR FOR THIS.” jimmy dangled the keys in front of your face.
“YOU LOCKED US IN?” you shouted, standing up from your seat. “y- yeah.” he stuttered. “COME HERE, LET ME BEAT YOUR ASS!” you sprinted to him, causing him to run out of the room. “GET YOUR ASS HERE, JONATHAN FATU!” roman shook his head and sighed in relief. “how did it go?” jey took your place. “it went well, she was nervous but i think we understand each other now.” the younger twin smiled hearing his sentence. “caught me off-guard though.” roman added. “really?” “yeah, i thought she was scared of me or something. it’s cute honestly, i can’t wait to see what’s in store for us.”
jey and roman walked outside the locker room, with their bags (and yours, because you didn’t come back to get it). the hallways were empty, but they could hear you and jimmy still going around. “COME BACK HERE, I SWEAR TO GOD JONATHAN FATU. I WILL KILL YOU.” “HELP! PLEASE HELP ME! (Y/N), HOW DO YOU NOT RUN OUT OF BREATH?” the staffs and stars were confused to see you chasing him. “what’s up with jon and (y/n)?” montez nudged roman. “oh, he locked (y/n) and i together in the locker room, forcing her to admit her feelings for me.” “wild.”
a/n: missing him… i miss writing roman… i hope you enjoyed this lighthearted fic! anyways like usual, feedbacks are highly appreciated and requests are open!
#the usos#wwe#wwe imagines#roman reigns#jey uso#cody rhodes#paul heyman#wrestling#jimmy uso#roman reigns imagines#roman reigns x reader#solo sikoa#wwe x reader
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Professor Sycamore Proposal and Wedding Headcanons
so.... instead of festive headcanons, yall get this!! frick, when did it become february?
features: gn! reader, fluff, mentions of alcohol and cigarettes and very minor reference to sex
not proofread lol
owo what’s this? a classic boopy headcanon??
Sycamore is DIVORCED
So he has a lot of anxiety about marriage
When his last one crumbled, he felt like a failure, even though it was a mutual decision
After that, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to get marrid again
Like, could he really find someone to spend his life with? Was that even possible?
But then he met you
And suddenly, he liked the sound of wedding bells again
You’re together for about two or three years when he feels his ring finger starting to itch
Needing the cool metal of a wedding band to soothe it
Being with you, living with you… it was like the puzzle piece his life was missing
He wants to see that smile of yours for the rest of his life
The proposal HAS to be special
Because you’re special
And you make him feel special
You two have so many special memories together
Luckily, he’s a romantic, so he has an incredible idea
He’s going to take you on a walk down memory lane
Literally
To places that mean the world to the both of you
It starts at your shared apartment of course
You come home from work, to find your beloved wearing a chic suit (the top shirt buttons undone, of course)
He tells you he has a surprise, and that you should put on a nice (but easy to wander in) outfit
It’s not the first time he’s done something like this, so you’re not suspicious of anything just yet
And off you go on your grand adventure!
Having dinner at the restaurant you spent your first anniversary at
Getting dessert at your favourite little café
Laughing about the time you both dropped your ice cream while you stroll through the park
And all sorts of other memories
He’s nervous the whole time, but the excitement wins out
You just look so beautiful, his heart skips a beat every time he glances over at you
He wants to marry you SO BAD!
The walk culminates at the bridge you shared your first kiss at
At this point, you’ve kinda sussed out what his plan is
And boy!
You’ve never been more giddy with excitement
Honestly, if you found out he wasn’t proposing, you’d be disappointed
He takes your hand as you look across the river, the city lights dancing in the water
The speech he gives you is equal parts romantic and heartfelt
Just poetry
You’re trembling the entire time
He gets on one knee
His bones click but ignore that
And presents you with a velvet box
A gorgeous, classic ring inside
He doesn’t even have a chance to finish asking the big question before your arms are around him and you’re shouting “Yes! Yes!”
He’s in disbelief by your reaction
I mean, he knew you’d say yes… but he didn’t expect you to be this enthusiastic
You really do love him, and that makes him feel so happy and blessed
Wedding planning is a bit hectic, since Augustine is very involved BUT also very busy and tired with work
Do you get into silly fights over dumb things like what canapes to serve? Probably
But do you make up like two seconds after? Yes
Your invites are so elegant (art deco perhaps?), and they are rose scented!
In terms of the wedding, it’s gonna be a small but classy affair
Not super traditional, but definitely romantic and stylish
Depending on what point of the timeline it is, he might not even have a best man
Because he’d want it to be Lysandre eek
The ceremony itself would be held in one of the many beautiful, historic buildings in Lumiose
Somewhere full of art and culture and beauty and life
Maybe somewhere like the art gallery? The theatre? The botanical gardens?
Wherever it is, you KNOW Sycamore’s vows will be the most romantic prose
The heartfelt, genuine words that fall from his lips are the stuff of fairytales
It would make the most jilted, stone-hearted person believe in love again
The whole time, he’s trembling with emotion
His hands are holding yours, his eyes gazing at you with such fondness and admiration
There will be tears
From you, from him, from everyone
Speaking of…
The guest list is STACKED
Despite it only being a few dozen people
It’s like a Pokémon conference crashed into your nupitals
Diantha, Steven Stone, Wallace, Cynthia… a whole host of professors
Your now-husband is well-connected that’s for sure
Expect AMAZING wedding presents
The dress-code is cocktail
Perfect for the cocktail hour
I wouldn’t be surprised if the two of you chose to wear cocktail attire for your ceremony as well as the reception
But you could also stick to more formal/traditional options for the whole event, or switch to your more casual looks after pictures
no matter what option, he WILL find a way to show off a little chest
The reception could be held in a myriad of places
A rooftop in the city, a grand manor in Laverre City, a ballroom in Hotel Richissime
Wherever it’s held, there will be a very Kalosian sounding band playing the whole time
The Champagne will be flowing and plentiful
And there will be SO many flowers
You get those really aesthetic black and white photos taken ah! i love those!
Just saying… your first dance will be so beautiful
Graceful and romantic, you two gliding together as one
It’s Kalos, so you KNOW the meal will be delicious and rich and indulgent
I can totally see the two of you ditching the cake for a round of delicious pastries for everyone
Ones filled with berry curd or cream or chocolate ganache or frangipane
Just exquisite little pockets of joy
At some point, yourself and Augustine slip away to somewhere quiet
A balcony perhaps?
So you two can share a moment together, just the two of you, as pouses
Officially!
And so he can have a quick ciggy
As the evening goes on (and your hubby gets tipsier)
You’re on the dance floor again, but much less gracefully this time
It really devolves from a classy affair to a bunch of drunk friends having a good time
Which honestly? Was exactly how it should end
Well that, and your magical first night together as newlyweds ;)
#professor sycamore#professor sycamore x reader#professor sycamore headcanons#augustine sycamore headcanons#augustine sycamore x reader#augustine sycamore#professor hot dad sycamore#fluff#request
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❣︎ ⎯⎯ staring contest .
PAIRING ! jake sim x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.4k
PROMPT(S) ! 11. calling them nicknames ;; 12. winking at them ;; 17. looking in each other's eyes // requested by two lovely anons <3 // 2k followers event
A/N. ! yesss another jakey fic hehe hope you guys enjoy <3
“jakey,” you called out before smirking mischievously, “wanna have a staring contest?”
your boyfriend looked at you, amused as he let out a playful chuckle, “y/n, be honest. i know you just want an excuse to stare lovingly into my handsome eyes.”
you laughed sarcastically at his joke, “as if. i just wanna see who can last longer without blinking, that’s all.”
“mhm,” he hummed, unconvinced, “yeah, sure. but are you okay to? i don’t want you to get all sad when you lose.”
“well, maybe it’s safer if you just give up then,” a sly smirk painted your lips, following your reply.
“game on, baby,” he challenged.
you two sat in front of each other, getting yourselves into position.
with your and your boyfriend’s eyes closed, you began counting down, “three. two. one.”
and immediately you two opened your eyes, staring into one another’s competitively.
and of course, you weren’t even ten seconds through before he began smirking playfully. it was obvious. he was loving this.
to him, your eyes were the prettiest in the entire world, and so even if you weren’t using this as an excuse to look into his eyes, this was definitely a good excuse for him to stare into yours.
once you two hit around the twenty-second mark, suddenly, jake winked at you with that same stupid smirk of his on his face.
“hey!” you started, interrupting the silence. “you lose!”
“no!” he quickly denied. “as i recall, winking isn’t actually blinking. so if anyone lost here, it would be you, since you literally just blinked.”
“i—no,” you said, making your best attempt to hide your growing smile. “it still counts.”
“you said the rules are whoever lasts longer without blinking wins, and so that would be me,” he said proudly, leaning in slightly closer until you could feel the gentle fans of his breath on your skin. “so what are you gonna do about it, loser?”
that stupid smirk was back, and you couldn’t help but stare.
and with that, you cupped his sharp jaw before leaning in closer to remove the gap, placing your lips on his in a passionate and loving kiss.
if this is what winning was like, expect jake to be proposing staring contests between you two very often.
A/N. still currently only thinking about ,,,, jake abs :’D ,,, someone help me im not ok :’D oh yeah also reblogs and feedback and jake pics are always appreciated :’D
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Coupons Christmas (Adrian Chase x reader)
Synopsis: Adrian gets what he describes as one of the best christmas gifts he’s ever received. (smut with a small amount of plot)
So I got this idea late last night and just kinda went with it. Plus it was around Christmas time when I got this idea let’s hope I get out around New Years!
Masterlist
Warnings: smut, oral (fem and male receiving), p in v, fingering, overstimulation, breeding kink, dom Adrian, praise kink, degarading
Christmas.
It was the season of giving and appreciating.
It was also Adrian and your’s favorite holiday besides Halloween. You loved the lights and the decorations.
There were so many traditions. Adrian and you would drive around to see the lights. You would bake cookies and share cuddles next to the fire while watching horror movies.
Even though it was Christmas, you both still preferred horror. Adrian had big plans for you this Christmas. He didn’t often spoil you, but he always tried.
Which is why this Christmas he had planned on finally after two years together to propose. He couldn’t think of a more perfect gift. Now he just had to hope you said yes.
You on the other hand unfortunately didn’t really have much funds this year. Your family needed help so you invested with the promise they’d pay you back by the beginning of next year.
Adrian knew this and had said for you to not gift him anything. You felt bad though, so after mindlessly scrolling through pintrest.
You came across something small but simple. Something you could make Adrian and all it would cost is your time.
Coupons!
Not just any coupons and none that he would be able to use in store, but cute couple coupons. Like one for hugs and kisses. Sure it seemed cheesy, but your boyfriend would love it.
After printing out five kiss coupons and five hug coupons, you began to ponder what else you could make a coupon for?
It was there you fell down a rabbit hole.
Oral sex coupons, sex coupon in general. You were printing them out like crazy. You just hoped Adrian would like these and wouldn’t think they were weird.
When Christmas morning came, you didn’t know what to expect. A card filled with slips of paper sat under the tree.
“Good morning...” Adrian hummed hearing your whisper. He grinned as you kissed his chest rousing him from his sleep.
“Wake up..I have a gift for you..”
“I hope it’s this. Us in bed still sleeping..” You laughed shaking your head. Adrian peeped an eye open as you loomed over him kissing him.
“No but it could be after you open your gift from me.” He sat up stretching. You admired him for a small second feeling a certain warmth spread into your lower stomach.
His broad chest on display as the sheets slipped to his waist. His arms stretched over his head as he yawned stretching his neck for you. Adrian jumped feeling you kiss his neck.
You straddled his waist wrapping your arms around his neck. “Who gave you the right to look this sexy on Christmas?”
“Sexy? I don’t think you’ve ever described me as that?”
“Well it’s a shame..I should’ve. I think of it a lot.”
“Oh really?” You nodded nuzzling into him. “Yeah really Adrian..Now please c’mon and come with me to open your gift.”
“I never said no. I just wanted to lay longer.” You hummed feeling bad for a small second before getting off of him.
“Alright then you win. Lay longer for a bit Adrian.” He groaned flopping on the bed.
“I wanted to lay with you get back here!” You laughed shaking your head.
“Nope! Gonna wait in the living room we could exchange gifts. You get some sleep though.” You leaned forward kissing his forehead jumping back quickly once he tried to pull you back into him.
Adrian sighed getting up once you walked out. You knew he couldn’t really sleep without you. He walked into the kitchen admiring you mixing a bowl.
“Oh hey making frosting for the cookies. You wanna help me decorate?” He nodded stretching his arms over his head before heading to you wrapping his arms around your waist.
“I love your cookies, but let’s go open gifts..”
“You sure? I wanna make sure you rest-” You yelped as he playfully bit your neck.
“Shut up. You knew what you were doing you silly goose. Now let’s go.” Adrian and you sat on the couch. You reached over excitedly pulling the envelope out handing it to him.
“Now as you know money was tight so I made you something. I know it’s not much and I’m sorry if you don’t like it-” Adrian kissed you deeply quieting you.
“Lemme open it.” Adrian gave you a warm smile carefully opening the envelope. His eyes widened once he read the small note you put in.
‘Coupons for my love! (Obviously they’re free whenever but I thought this was cute and they’re some other ones that are a bit special)’
Adrian gave you his boyish grin as he immediately read each one. He saw the kiss ones along with the cuddle coupons. The ones marked oral caught his eye.
You made coupons for sex. Sex coupons. Coupons for oral or from behind.
Adrian glanced up at you in shock. You smiled at him sheepishly waiting for him to say anything.
“So I could use these anytime?”
“Anytime you like.”
“Really?” You nodded squeezing your thighs together seeing that all to familiar look in his eyes. Adrian glanced down at your legs tensing up.
“Oh this excites you?”
“Well it is your gift use the coupons however and whenever you like..” Adrian nodded with a small crooked smile before kissing you.
Adrian didn’t use them that day though. He meant too, but he was too busy making sure everything was in order for his proposal.
You obviously said yes. Adrian had planned to take you ice skating and bake cookies with you before proposing. Thing was you had tossed his jacket into the washer so that took away going out.
And you had made cookies earlier so all that was left for decorating. Which had turned into a messy frosting fight. It was then he did it.
“I love you..” Adrian whispered out as you wiped frosting off his nose.
“Love you too...You okay you’re giving me a weird look?”
“It’s not weird. You’re weird. Well no you’re not. I am the weird one, but everything is okay. Just fine and peachy and good...”
“Now you’re being really weird-”
“Maybe it’s because you love me and I love you and I wanna marry you?” Adrian nervously rambled out stopping once he realized what he said
“What?!” You exclaimed in shock. Adrian laughed seeing you accidentally rub frosting on your cheek. “You wanna marry me?”
“Well yes I do. Do you wanna marry me?”
“I do. I DO! I LOVE YOU ADRIAN!” You jumped into his arm smothering him in kisses. Adrian wrapped his arms around you kissing you too. Neither of you caring for the frosting still on you.
You honestly had forgotten about the coupons. It was two days later when you were in the shower that they were mentioned again.
“Hello my love!” You threw your loofa at Adrian in shock. “Relax it’s me! I just wanted to visit my beautiful fiancee in all her naked glory.”
Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your shampoo for your head stopping once a piece of paper flashed in front of your face.
‘Oral Coupon’
You gave Adrian a small shock look. Adrian smiled widely before pulling it away concerned.
“Oh...Don’t tell me you forgot? We don’t have to use them Y/N! I thought it was a cute gift-”
“No! I do wanna use them! I kinda thought you forgot to be honest. I did say whenever you wanted!” A familiar warmth spread between your thighs at just what Adrian would and could make you do.
“Oh okay! I just was waiting for the time and to be honest the idea of you showering in here really got to me so I figure we’d use this one first.”
Adrian’s eyes grew dark as he took in your wet form. You shivered under his gaze beginning to fall on your knees for him stopping when he grabbed you.
“Oh no no! I’m not letting these pretty knees bruise. I brought this one out cause I was hoping you’d let me go on my knees for you.”
“Oh...” You stood quiet from slight shock, “Well I made this one for the assumption that I’d be the one sucking you off Adrian..”
“As much as I would love that and I know you would. I really really wanna feel you cum on my face so scoot over.”
Adrian slipped his shirt off not having the patience to remove his sweats as he clambered in. You laughed a bit as he dropped to his knees grabbing one of your legs to throw over his shoulder.
“This is okay right?..” His breath fanned across your aching cunt. He was eager to dive in but wanted to wait for your approval.
“This is more than fine was honestly just not expecting this. You sure you don’t wanna take off your pants though? Must be uncomfortable letting the water soak them and you..”
“Nah what is uncomfortable is seeing this pretty wet pussy of mine and not doing anything about it..” You moaned as he leaned forward licking a long stripe from your entrance to your clit.
“Adrian!” He dove into you acting as if he was starved. His tongue pushed into you wanting to get your taste on him as much as he could. Your hand shot down yanking on his hair as he gripped your thigh growling into you.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
It was too much and not enough at the same time. Lapping at your clit, you bucked into his mouth wanting more.
“Adrian..can you p-please suck my clit- OH FUCK!” You cried out chasing his mouth. He hadn’t been eating you out for long and you were close.
Head knocking back against the shower wall, you whined feeling the once warm now cold water splash across your face. Adrian pulled away for a second to lift your leg higher up keeping you still.
A familiar coil spread into your lower stomach wanting to release. Incoherent babbles escaped your mouth as he groaned into you. The vibrations felt good. You gasped shaking feeling your orgasm on the rise.
“G-Gonna cum! Gonna cum!!! Adrian!!”
Withering a bit, you came rocking your hips against his face riding it out. Your hands reached down scratching his back growing sensitive as he kept going.
“Adrian s-stop! Too much..” He pulled away smiling up at you kissing your thighs as you panted struggling to stay up.
Standing up, he removed his glasses placing them on the sink counter turning to kiss you. Your legs were weak as you leaned against him.
“Your turn-”
“Oh I got there.” You looked up in shock as he removed his now soaked sweats throwing them to the floor. “Taste so good made me finish in my pants. Now let’s get my girl cleaned up and in bed.”
Only that didn’t happen. Once you both stepped out of the shower, Adrian admired your tired damp form again.
His cock hardened as he walked to the bedroom going through his envelope. You pulled his shirt over your head jumping a bit once another coupon was handed to you.
‘Fingering’
“Adrian are you sure? We haven’t done anything for you-”
“Believe me seeing you getting off gets me off now on the bed legs spread.” You nodded quickly following his instructions.
Adrian grinned giving you a kiss as his hand slipped between your thighs. Your breath hitched once his finger went in.
Maybe making him so many coupons was a mistake.
For the next three days, you were eaten out on multiple occasions or fingered to the next realm. Adrian was having the best time ever.
“Adrian! Oh fuck!” You gasped as his balls slapped against the back of your thighs. He had used his sex from behind coupon today.
You had just been making dinner for the two of you when you felt arms wrap around your waist. A coupon was handed for you to see as he made quick work of your pants.
His hand reached around rubbing your clit as he panted close to your ear. “Such a good girl. Taking my cock so fucking well. You love it huh? You love me using you when I please?”
“Yes! Yes! I do!” You whined back arching as he gripped the side of the counter top. “So good..Feels s’good!”
“Yeah I know it does. I know it feels good..Oh fuck..You gonna cum soon?” Drool spilled from your mouth as you nodded. “Fucked you dumb didn’t I?”
“Adrian!”
“You’re so wet. So fucking wet. All for me huh slut.” You cried out as he groaned into your ear. “This wet little cunt is mine all fucking mine.”
Whines and mindless babbles fell from your mouth as you came. Adrian groaned feeling you tighten around his cock. He continued fucking into you for a total of two minutes before cumming inside of you.
“Adrian w-wait did you finish inside?”
“Yeah sorry! Fuck Y/N! I’m so sorry-”
“No it felt g-good..” Adrian tensed up hearing your whisper. He pulled out seeing his cum spill down your thighs.
“Fuck you liked it didn’t you?” You nodded as he kneeled down spreading your puffy folds.
“Yes and maybe I’ll get pregnant-”
“Yes. You fucking will. Fuck I want nothing more than to do that now. Is there a coupon for that?”
You breathlessly laughed as he turned you around smiling at you. “You really liked the coupons Adrian?”
“You kidding me? I fucking loved them. For the past couple days I’ve been getting to eat this sweet pussy out or fuck you with my fingers. Those coupons are the best gift I have ever received.”
Adrian reached behind you pulling out another coupon. It was a simple kiss coupon.
“I still really like the sweet ones too.” You smiled giving him a kiss. Adrian pulled you from the kitchen to the living room.
“Now if it’s okay with you I’m gonna eat this sweet pussy out.” You whined as he spread your legs throwing them over his shoulders.
“Sensitive-” You cried out as he dove in.
You were happy Adrian loved the coupons, but also so sore. You didn’t expect him to use them this often though.
“Adrian!” You laughed as he tossed you on your bed. “God we had a good christmas and now for new years I made the plans to make you cum right when the clock strikes 12.”
“What?!” Adrian handed you three coupons. It was his last three,
One for sex, one for fingering, and one for snuggling.
You laughed baffled by his eager look. “You ready for a rough night?”
“I mean I’m still kinda sore. Promise to be gentle?” Adrian’s eyes grew dark as you spread your legs inviting him in.
“I can try..”
“I’ll take it.” You and him shared a kiss as he grabbed the hem of your underwear yanking them off. Adrian groaned deeply seeing your cunt glisten with your juices.
“Fuck why did I use all the oral coupons?” Adrian dragged his fingers up collecting your juices. He moaned loudly sucking his fingers.
“Taste fucking amazing..Can I eat you out instead of fingering you?”
“You could do both.” Adrian cheered kissing your face repeatedly.
“You’re the fucking best.” He stood up dragging your hips down to the edge of the bed. Adrian fell to his knees kissing your thighs as he reached a hand up groping your chest.
You cried out as his tongue delve in. Adrian moaned against you pulling up to suckle your clit.
“Adrian! Adrian! Oh fuck!” His fingers pushed into your tight heat. You squirmed trying to pull away as he fucked your cunt deeply with his fingers.
“Oh fuck so good. Taking my fingers so fucking well. Want you to cum on my hand.” Shaking a bit, you teared up feeling him wrap an arm around your waist to keep you still.
He sped up his fingers lapping at your clit eagerly. He hadn’t been going for long, but you were already close to falling over the edge.
You moaned feeling yourself contract around his fingers. Adrian pulled away to admire you sobbing from the pleasure. “So pretty..So fucking pretty..I can’t wait to cum inside of you. Maybe I’ll eat you out again after. Love for you to be sensitive.”
“Adrian I don’t think I can..I-I- Oh god! i’m gonna cum!”
“You gonna cum?” Adrian moved his mouth to your clit once more sucking harshly. Your hand shot down grabbing his hair feeling his teeth nibble your swollen clit.
“Want you to cum. Cum on my hand..” Adrian growled out against you. You cried out soaking his hand as he continued to assault your clit.
Adrian continued fucking you with his fingers as he loomed over you. He kissed you breathlessly.
“Good job. Such a good job. Think you can take another?” Adrian asked you a bit concerned at your tears. “Been pushing your cute self hard.”
“Yes I can take another. Fuck me Adrian please. I wanna be fucked hard.”
Adrian’s pupils darkened at your words. He pulled away gently removing his fingers from you to stand up. He shoved his sweatpants off crawling back on top of you. You moaned as he slapped his dick against your clit.
“I’m gonna fuck you. I’m gonna make you cum all over my cock.”
You whined feeling yourself clench around nothing. The need to feel full overpowering all your other senses.
“Fuck me please. I need to cum. It hurts!” Adrian nodded pushing in. “Oh fuck! God!”
“No god here just me..” You moaned hips thrusting up to fuck your self against him. Adrian stilled your hips shaking his head.
“Last I checked it was my coupon not yours so I will fuck you when I want. That means don’t fucking move. I wanna savor this coupon..” Adrian glanced down moaning at the sight of his cock pulling out of you.
“Adrian please just fuck me! I’ll make you more coupons for your birthday just fuck me!!”
He grinned slamming back inside of you harshly. You gripped the bedsheets crying as he grabbed your thighs pushing them up.
“Oh fuck..fuck! So tight..Your pretty little cunt is just sucking me in. Making such a mess on me..”
“Don’t wanna be messy..”
“Too bad gonna make more of a mess when you take my fucking cum.”
“Fuck! Please!-“
“Aww don’t worry. I’m gonna clean you up so nicely after. So cum as many times as you want!” Adrian reached his hand down rubbing your clit.
You sobbed back arching feeling your orgasm approaching. “I’m gonna cum now!!”
Adrian leaned down kissing you sloppily. You panted running your hands through his hair.
He groaned into your mouth feeling you clench around him. He shoved his cock so deep inside of you it felt like he was punching your moans out of you.
You both moaned as you came gushing around his cock. Adrian stilled to watch your juices leak around his cock.
“Fuck that’s so hot..just wanna bury my face between these beautiful thighs and feel you gush on my face now.”
“Adrian..cum inside of me..please..”
Adrian’s breath hitched at your words. He pulled out grabbing your hips to turn you on your stomach.
“Gonna cum deep inside of you. Fuck you so full. Such a tight pretty pussy.” You screamed as he shoved himself back in shoving your head into the mattress.
He gripped your hair pulling your head up wanting to hear every sound coming out of you. You were practically garbling noises as he fucked deeply into you.
“So deep! Adrian! So deep! Don’t know if I can take it!”
“You can take it. I know you can fucking take it. Be a good little slut for me. You asked for this remember so just fucking take it!” He gripped your hips holding you in place.
You clutched the now ruined bedsheets under you cursing as he reached a hand down to rub your clit.
“Adrian! Wait wait wait! Don’t rub it so hard-“ You gasped tightening around him.
“Fuck yes..You’re gonna cum again..Wanna feel you cum again ruin your pretty pussy..” He kissed your shoulder growing sloppy with his thrusts.
He was getting close. His sweat dripped off his hair as he grew desperate to finish inside of you.
“Fuck I’m so fucking close! Fuck fuck fuck!!!” Your head fell down as he sped his hand up rubbing your clit faster.
“OH ADRIAN!! FUCK!!” Adrian grinned feeling you spasm around him. He only thrusted four more times before finishing himself.
You panted falling down no longer able to support yourself up. Adrian pulled carefully soothingly rubbing your hips when you winced.
He moved next to you pulling you into his chest grinning happily as you snuggled in.
“Great fucking gift. Sad I’m out though.”
“I’ll make you more for your birthday if you really want but I’m not gonna make you as many as I did this time.”
Adrian laughed kissing your forehead. “I figured. What I would like though is more of these coupons cause while what we did right now is great. I love just holding you.”
You smiled leaning up to kiss him softly. “You’re cringey.”
“What me?! I’m trying to show my love!”
“Cringey!”
“God never again will I say anything sappy.”
“That’s not true you love me too much not too.” Adrian sighed dramatically.
“That is true..”
You grinned kissing him again before settling in. “Can we lay here for a bit before shower?”
“You read my mind. Did you wanna have a round two in the shower?”
“Adrian I need a break. I don’t think my cunt can take anymore.”
“I think you mean my cunt and I’m just joking. I know you need a break silly. I’ll order us a pizza and we can watch a horror movie.”
“We can do that…I love you too by the way.”
“Really?!”
“I’m gonna punch you.” Adrian’s laughter roared out as you flared at him.
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oh my god i,,, 🥺 i know i was JUST here but i am once agin. sliding into your asks to propose more father things--
the teenage/older child brings home their first partner, how would gabo handle it, and what do you think would be able to win him over? 👀
notes: angel hi!! im ngl this took me a while bcs i was half convinced this ask only happened in my dreams sksksk, i also struggled so if it's bad im so sorry, i went for a lil fic rather than hc's???
warnings: f!reader, slight overprotective gabe.
The second Gabriel lays eyes on the young man, you know he doesn't like what he sees.
Josh, as he introduced himself, holds himself with far too much confidence for an awkward 17-year-old, yet he tries to pull it off all the same.
When he smiles as he shakes Gabriel's hand, you begin to worry.
Your own greetings are much more friendly than your husband's, as you're intrigued to see your daughter's choice of guys. Seemingly a little different from your own at that age.
Motherly instincts take over, and you pull everyone to the kitchen, so you can get Josh a drink and see if he's hungry.
"Mama, he doesn't need feeding." Your daughter sighs, seemingly embarrassed by your maternal display.
Gabriel stands quietly, watching Josh from the corner of his eye as he makes himself at home at your kitchen island. You quietly watch Gabriel, ready to mediate at any moment.
"So Josh, I hear you're on the football team?" You mention, hoping to start the process of getting to know him somehow. Your daughter has been very tight-lipped about her boyfriend, even with you.
You can practically feel Gabriel's eye twitching as his brain makes all sorts of assumptions.
"Yes, Mrs. Reyes." He responds politely. "I'm a running back. Did you play football, Mr. Reyes?" He turns his attention to Gabriel. While you sense Josh is a well-mannered boy, you can see he's desperate to win Gabriel over.
"Basketball, mostly, but a little bit of football too." Gabriel offers a forced smile, and you can tell he's really trying to adjust to the newness of this scenario while fighting all his papa bear instincts.
"And please call me (Y/N)." You chime in, approaching your husband for a moment as you stroke his arm.
"I'd be scared to see you on the other team for sure." Josh laughs good-naturedly.
"He didn't always look that mean and scary, he was a lot dorkier in high school." Your daughter interjects, ignoring her father's scowl. "What? I've seen the pictures! Definitely not as big and burly as he is now."
Gabriel crosses his arms over his chest, sending your daughter a playful glare. "Well, a life in the military builds you up."
She rolls her eyes in the way she usually does. "Mom doesn't look like a tank."
"I know I've let myself go a little, but I'm not that out of shape!" You gasp, pretending to be offended by your daughter's comments.
"You're perfect, mi vida." Gabriel whispers, softening for a moment.
"Gross." She declares, her nose crinkling in disgust. "I'm gonna go change, okay?" Your daughter sends you a pleading look that begs you to keep things calm while she's gone.
She leaves the kitchen, and the room falls quiet before Gabriel fills the silence.
"So what are your intentions with my daughter?"
"Gabe!" You gasp, smacking him playfully. The poor boy was going to be traumatized.
"Uh, I just really like her, I swear." Josh's smile is soft and genuine. "She's sweet, she's been tutoring in Spanish because I've been struggling, and I help her with physics."
"She hates physics." You comment, knowing that the help would really be doing a lot for her.
Josh looks somewhat nervous, though entirely truthful. "We just realized we have a lot of fun together."
Gabriel simply nods.
"Happy?" You ask, brow raised. Time would tell what was to become of Josh, and what his intentions were--he really didn't need the interrogation.
"I understand." Josh offers. "My mom gave her a grilling too. She handled it really well, though."
You chuckle, though your chest flares with your own protective streak.
"As parents, we can't help but be overprotective." Gabriel adds.
"Some of us are better at keeping it to ourselves, but my husband is a barbarian." You nudge him with your hips teasingly. "I'm not going to pretend to understand you men."
"He's hardly a man." Gabriel comments and then is fixed with a sharp look from you. "No offense, kid."
"It's okay. When I heard her last name, I knew that if I hurt her, I'd probably end up in a ditch... sorry." Josh cringes, realizing that's probably a little too blunt.
"I wouldn't put you in a ditch. Too easy to find your body."
"Gabe!" You chastise, but the two are sharing a laugh regardless.
Gabriel is warming up to him, even if it's just a little bit. You know it'll take some time for him to truly trust Josh with your daughter's heart, but for now, it's a step in the right direction.
"Uh, Mr. Reyes," Josh begins the conversation again. "I was actually wondering, would you have any advice for someone looking to join the military?"
"Don't." Your husband replies without missing a beat.
"Hey now, if we both hadn't ended up in Overwatch, we never would've met." You add.
"I suppose." He says, before taking a moment to think of some actual advice. You can almost see him slip into Commander mode. "Whatever ego and pride you have going in won't get you anywhere. Leave it for your civilian life. And get a therapist sooner rather than later.
"Right, sounds good." Josh nods, a little taken aback.
"You know, if you're still together through your training, it's going to make things really difficult. Being with someone in the service isn't easy, and my daughter doesn't deserve to be hanging onto some guy who just comes and goes."
You cringe at Gabriel's harsh words, even if you're right there in believing your daughter deserves the best. "That seems slightly hypocritical of us to say."
Gabriel raises a brow at you. "It's not the same, you were right there with me."
"Don't go giving them ideas." You mutter. "But, it was still hard, as all relationships are. You can figure that one out for yourselves, though, I'm sure."
Josh seems to be absorbing the information. "Yeah. Thank you both for your honesty, though."
"Are you sure you don't want something to eat?" You ask, practically desperate to offer more hospitality.
"No, I'm okay, thank you."
"Piece of advice, if you're going to be sticking around." Gabriel begins, his voice not brash or challenging. "Accept the woman's cooking. She'll feed you one way or another." The words serve as a small olive branch.
"Yes sir." Josh nods, and you and Gabriel share a look.
"Everything okay?" Your daughter asks, returning to the kitchen with a skeptical look.
"Everything's fine." Her father replies, yet she looks to you for confirmation.
"It's good. I'm putting a pizza in the oven." You add.
"Of course you are, we're gonna go watch movies." She says, tugging Josh off of the stool.
"Not in your room, you're not." Gabe adds, ready to follow them both.
"Dad!" She cries.
"... I just wanted to spend some time getting to know the kid. Cálmate, chica." He smirks. "Besides, if we're all on the couch, you can cuddle up between your two favorite guys." Gabriel pulls your daughter into him, embarrassing her with kisses smothered all over her face.
She squirms, pretending to hate the attention. "Cállate la boca, papa!"
#gabriel reyes x reader#gabriel reyes#reaper x reader#gabriel reyes headcanon#reaper overwatch#overwatch fanfiction
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rings and promises
pairing: vampire!eddie munson x female!reader
synopsis: in march of ‘86, you lost the love of your life to the upside down. when you have to go back a year later, you find out he might not truly be lost.
warnings: vampire!eddie, angst, major character death, guns, the upside down, talks of marriage, this is a sad one y’all but it has a happy ending
word count: 6.3k+
masterlist
gif by @yellenabelova
The sunset glow seeped through the windows of the RV, casting everything in a warm, orange haze. The motorhome shook and rumbled as Steve drove back into Hawkins. The reality of what you were about to do settled in and everyone sat in somber silence as if the Grim Reaper himself was looming over your shoulders.
Max, Lucas, Erica, and yourself all held metal lanterns that were going to help you track that bastard, Vecna, while the rest of the group was decked out in battle gear. Complete with spears, shields, axes, and guns.
It was a crazy idea. When the plan was laid out, a part of you wanted to run and hide but you knew you were the only chance Hawkins would have of surviving this psychopath. Everyone had their part to play and you were supposed to stick to it. If everything went right, all of you would make it out alive and put an end to this horrible nightmare. Nancy was so confident about the plan but you couldn’t ignore the weird feeling in your gut.
Steve announced that you were about ten minutes away from the Creel house and your fingers fidgeted around the metal handle. Breaths quick and heart pounding, you were terrified. You closed your eyes and tried to calm yourself down.
A cold sensation on the back of your hand made you jump and open your eyes. You looked down and saw the ringed hand curl around yours. You turned your hand and entwined your fingers together, slipping into each other with ease from years of practice. Glancing up, you saw your boyfriend’s worried eyes peering down at you.
“You okay?” Eddie Munson asked. His question almost made you laugh. If anything, you should be checking in on him. This week was horrible for him. Being accused of murder, hiding from the cops, and now getting ready to fight an evil wizard. Yet, here Eddie was, ever the gentleman and checking in on you.
“I’m okay.” You said quietly. He squeezed your hand tight.
“After we kill this son of a bitch, what if we go on a trip together? Just the two of us. We’ll take my van and go somewhere nice for the rest of spring break.” Eddie proposed. Even with everything going on, he was able to pull that charming smile that attracted you to him in the first place.
“That would be nice.” You fiddled with the ring on his index finger. “We’ll make a new mix for it and everything.”
“We’ll call it ‘The Lovers’ Guide to the Open Road’.” Eddie put his free hand out in the air as if he were showing you the eighth wonder of the world. You giggled.
“That’s so cheesy.”
“Maybe but it did make you laugh, though.” He smirked down at you. Even with his attempts to distract you, you couldn’t help the nerves. Eddie must’ve seen the change in your expression so he furrowed his brows. “Tell me what’s on your mind, pretty girl.”
You bit your lip, hesitating for a second. “Why do I have a horrible feeling about all this, Eds?” Voice only a whisper so that the others couldn’t hear you.
“We’re gonna be fine, sweetheart. We’re gonna kick Vecna’s ass and we’re gonna win, just like my campaign. Trust me.” Eddie moved his arm around you, taking your joined hands with him, and pulled you close to him. You leaned your head on his shoulder, enjoying the little bit of peace he gave you just with his proximity.
“How are you so calm right now?”
“Oh, I’m not. I’m freaking out inside.” You laughed at his honesty.
“I’m scared.” You confessed.
“Me too but we’re gonna get through this. I know it.” Eddie rubbed your arm comfortingly and kissed the top of your head, lips lingering and eyes closing. He kept his lips pressed against your head. Your presence was keeping him calm too.
“I wish I could go with you. See your concert.” Eddie’s part of the plan was insane. Summoning demobats with a guitar solo? Not once had you ever thought that you would hear those words strung together in one sentence. You’d kill to see that in person.
“Don’t worry. I’ll recreate it for you after.” You hummed and continued to play with his rings. The two of you stayed in the same position until Steve pulled up in front of the Creel house. The kids stood up from their seats. Nancy and Robin came up to hug Max while Dustin and Lucas shook hands. You knew you had to go but you didn’t wanna leave Eddie.
“Is it too late for me to change teams?” You asked.
“I think so.” He sighed and removed his arm from you so he could help pull you up. “We’ve got this.”
You nodded. “Be careful in there. You come back to me, okay?”
“I will. I promise.” Eddie took in your features, committing them to memory before he pulled off one of his rings and grasped your left hand. He slipped the metal band on your ring finger. You gave him a questioning look. “For after?”
He didn’t need to say anything else. You knew exactly what he meant by this. A little courthouse ceremony with just your friends. The domestic life in a small apartment outside of this godforsaken town. Tears sprung to your eyes at the idea of your life together and Eddie cupped your cheeks. He made you look at him, into those deep brown eyes of his that made you fall in love every time. You nodded, enthusiastically. “I love you, Eds.” Your throat was tight.
“I love you. So much.” He breathed and kissed you deeply, pouring all his love for you into it. Eddie held back his tears. He let himself indulge for a couple more seconds before he pulled away. You pressed your forehead against his. Then you heard Max call your name. Turning, you saw the girl’s grave expression.
“Time to go.” She said. You gave her a curt nod before turning back to Eddie.
“I’ll see you later, okay?” Eddie told you and you nodded in response, not trusting your voice to speak. He pressed one last kiss to your forehead. Hands still joined together, you turned to climb out of the RV. Eddie only let go of you at the very last second. You took one last look at all your friends and gave a sad smile to your boyfriend before you shut the metal door.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
The steady sounds from Max’s heart monitor filled the small, sterile room. Lucas was camped out on the chair right beside her bed while you and Erica sat on the bench by the window. She leaned her head on your shoulder and napped quietly. All three of you were exhausted by the events of the previous night.
The plan had gone to shit.
It started well enough. Vecna had put Max under his spell and it was time to move. You and Erica gave Nancy, Steve, and Robin the signal to go to the next phase. You swore you could even hear the strums of Eddie’s guitar in the distance. Then out of nowhere, Jason’s car came barreling down the street and everything got messed up.
One of the stupid jocks had attacked you and Erica while Jason went into the house to confront Lucas. “That was for Eddie.” You said when you finally managed to knock the jock out with a hard punch to the face. The two of you ran to the house only to find the door locked. Inside, you could hear Lucas calling for Max and panic overcame your body.
“On the count of three, we’ll run and push against the door, okay?” You stepped back a couple of feet to give you a running start. Erica followed your lead. “One, two, three!”
The two of you ran as fast as you could and used your shoulders to push against the door. Luckily, it swung open with the force of both your bodies against it. The sight that greeted you was the stuff of nightmares. Max’s broken body lay in Lucas’ arms. Her limbs were bent in unnatural angles. In the blue light of the lanterns, you could see the blood dripping from her eyes. You were frozen in your spot. She looked dead.
“Help!” Lucas cried out. That snapped you out of your shock. You snapped out of it and reached around for the walkie-talkie you wore around your body, trying different channels to see if anybody could come to your rescue.
Then the ground shook. You pulled Erica close and dragged the two of you under the door frame as you watched the ground open. When the shaking stopped, you helped Lucas carry Max out of the house. Jason’s car was still in the driveway and in the panic, he’d left the keys in the ignition. Carefully, you set Max in the backseat and Lucas held her tight. She was alive but barely. You had to move. Once everyone was strapped in, you drove to the hospital, ignoring how your once quiet hometown was now up in flames.
After a whole night of surgery, the doctors told you it was a miracle that Max survived. Unfortunately, she had fallen into a coma and they weren’t sure when or if she was going to wake up. When they wheeled Max in, you had to hold back from crying when you saw how frail she looked. Guilt racked your body. If only you’d stayed with her and Lucas, maybe you could’ve helped him fight off Jason. Maybe you could’ve stopped him from stepping on her walkman. Maybe you could’ve stopped this.
The emotions were bubbling in your chest again, overwhelming you. The only thing grounding you was being able to feel Eddie’s ring on your hand. Your thoughts were cut off by a knock on the door. Carefully, you slipped from under Erica’s head and made sure to lay her sideways on the bench. You opened the door and gasped when you saw Dustin, Steve, Nancy, and Robin. Immediately, you pulled all of them into a big group hug.
“Are you guys okay?” You asked but didn’t get a response. They looked behind you and saw Max in her bed. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t save her.”
“It’s not your fault.” Robin put a hand on your shoulder. Lucas stood up from Max’s side and hugged them as well.
“We hurt Vecna pretty good but then his body suddenly disappeared. We don’t know where he went.” Steve said, patting Lucas’ back.
You nodded then realized something was wrong. A person was missing, your person. Your long-haired boyfriend was nowhere to be seen. Sparing a glance at your friends, you saw that they all had melancholic expressions as they looked at you. That horrible gut feeling from the RV was back.
“W-where’s Eddie?” You stuttered. You watched Steve, Nancy, Robin, and Dustin look at each other, mainly focusing on the youngest of the quartet. There was something off about Dustin. His eyes were red-rimmed and he had a deep frown on his face which was unusual. “Dustin?”
At your call, he looked at you with watery eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but choked up and the tears fell down his face. Your stomach lurched. There was a ringing in your ears and you barely registered Nancy and Steve trying to get you to take a seat but you shrugged them off.
“No! Tell me what happened! Where is Eddie?” The volume of your voice woke up Erica and made Dustin flinch.
“T-the demobats. They were everywhere and they got into the trailer.” Dustin started. “Eddie… He stayed back to distract them. I begged him to come back through the gate but he wouldn’t listen. There were just so many and he…” Dustin closed his eyes. Steve grasped his shoulder for support. Please. Please don’t say it. You thought. “He didn’t make it.”
An unbearable ache was building in your chest. Your jaw dropped and you heaved, feeling like you were about to throw up. This can’t be happening. It can’t. Eddie was going to come in here any second and gather you in a hug like he always did. He had to.
“He could’ve easily climbed out with me. He could’ve saved himself but he chose to fight. He saved me. He saved us.” Dustin could barely get the words out. The ring on your finger felt like it was burning. Rough fabric brushed against your hands and Eddie’s denim vest came into view. You gripped it tightly with shaking hands. The last of your resilience crumbled and you burst out into sobs. “He wanted me to let you know that he’s sorry and that he loves you. Eddie loved you so much. And I’m so, so sorry that I couldn’t help him.”
Dustin’s voice finally cracked and he turned to cry into Steve’s shoulder. For a few moments, the only thing you could hear in the room was Dustin’s crying and Max’s machine.
“He was supposed to graduate in a couple of months.” You spoke up finally, clutching the vest to you. Nancy was rubbing your arm in an attempt to comfort you. She whispered words of consolation to you. “W-we were gonna go on a trip after this. We had plans! Nance, we had plans.”
Only then did they notice the ring on your finger. Eddie’s promise to you of a future together. Their hearts broke. “I’m sorry. It’s going to be okay. Just let it out.” Nancy told you.
“He promised.” You sounded broken. Defeated. “He promised me that he’d come back.”
Your knees buckled, finally giving out under you. Panicked hands grabbed at you and softened your fall. You could barely breathe and you could taste your salty tears. Then there were hands on your shoulders. Looking up, you saw that Dustin had kneeled in front of you, equally broken. Eddie meant so much to the two of you. You both paused for a second then hugged each other tightly and cried together.
Eventually, the rest of your friends enveloped the two of you in a hug. The echoes of your heartbroken wailing were going to haunt them for the rest of their lives.
Hawkins, Indiana had become hell on Earth.
The Upside Down began seeping into the real world shortly after the earthquake. Spores floated through the once fresh air of your hometown and the military evacuated what was left of the town to the next city over. There they expected you to just keep on living as if nothing ever happened.
You tried to do that, to move on. It’s what Eddie would’ve wanted. But how could you when he haunted your mind every single day?
A year after the earthquakes, a knock came on your door and you knew something was up. Your friends stood on the other side of the door which wasn’t unusual since they often checked on you. You thought they didn’t want a repeat of what happened to Max. What tripped you off was the serious expressions that mirrored the ones they had that fateful day in March of ‘86.
They told you they had a plan to end all of this once and for all. It was another insane plan but at this point, you learned that weird shit was gonna happen for the rest of your life. Maybe if you joined them, you could stop them from happening. So you agreed.
You found yourself in between Nancy and Robin in the big van that Chief Hopper was driving back into Hawkins. The familiarity of this situation was making your body shake with fear. At least the last time you were in a car that was hurtling towards possible death, you had Eddie by your side. You closed your eyes when the overwhelming emotions made your eyes watery.
“We’re here,” Hopper announced. Outside the windows were the dilapidated remains of Forest Hills Trailer Park.
Hopper and Steve stepped out of the car first, scoping the area if it was safe to come out. Two knocks came on the door and the rest of the group filed out. In front of you was the old Munson trailer. The last time you were here was when you helped Wayne Munson clear out what was left after the gates opened up and destroyed half of the trailer park.
You gripped the barrel of the sawed-off shotgun that Nancy had fashioned for you. Flashes of Eddie’s smile as he greeted you from the very steps you were climbing now flitted across your mind. You stepped over the pile of rubble and entered the trailer. You bit your lip and looked around.
The kitchen counter was split in half. You remembered sitting on Eddie’s lap with his denim vest on the counter while you helped him sew new patches to it. Every time the sharp needle pricked your skin, he kissed your fingers. Cooing at you and yelling expletives at the darned metal thing that was hurting his girl. When you finished, he thanked you with a million kisses and put the vest on. The very same vest that you wore over your jacket now.
To your left was the only part of the home that wasn’t destroyed by the gate. Eddie’s room. The door was open and if you ignored your circumstances, you could picture yourself going into his room and finding him on his bed. Maybe he’d have his guitar on his lap or his nose in a book. It didn’t matter because the second he saw you through the doorway, he’d drop whatever it was and open his arms for you.
This place used to be filled with love and happiness but now it reminded you of everything you’d lost.
A single tear fell down your cheek.
When your name was called, you brushed the tear away and faced the group again. There were those sympathetic smiles again. “You ready?” Steve asked you.
“Yeah.” You said way too fast. The glowing red gate to the Upside Down had moved from the ceiling of the trailer to the ground. Everyone looked at you worriedly but said nothing. Circling around the gate; Hopper, Steve, Nancy, Robin, Eleven, Dustin, and you all stared down at the gate.
Hopper didn’t hesitate to drop himself into the hole carefully, disappearing from view. “Everyone come on in!” The chief’s voice made you all jump in surprise.
Steve led the charge and easily crawled through the gate, followed by Nancy and Robin. You handed your shotgun to Robin and bent down to push yourself through the hole. Steve’s hand came into view and you took it to help you through. The two teens came in last and then all of you were in the Upside Down.
It was your first time being in this damned dimension and your jaw dropped at how it was an exact copy of Hawkins. Red lightning flashed in the distance and thunder growled. You followed Chief Hopper’s lead as you trekked further into the town and closer to the Creel house. Lagging behind the group, you fell into step with Dustin. You glanced at your young friend and saw the unease in his body. It must be hard for him to be back here.
“You doing alright?”
Dustin looked at you and it made your heart pang, seeing how much he’d changed over the year. His once perpetually, happy eyes had lost their sparkle. “I should be asking you that.”
You waved him off. “I wasn’t here when…you know…” Trailing off, you felt your throat constrict. Do not cry. This is about Dustin. “If it ever gets too much, just tell me okay? I’ll take you back. No judgment.”
He gave you just the hint of a smile. “Thanks.”
The group entered the woods. The thick trees combined with the dark atmosphere made it hard to see clearly. An unsettling vibe was in the air and it wasn’t just the threat of demo-whatevers lurking. No, it was different. You could feel someone watching you. The back of your head tingled and goosebumps appear on the back of your neck.
Then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw something fast move to your left. You drew your gun in the direction but saw nothing. Squinting, you swore you saw something in the trees. Something that looked human.
“What is it?” Nancy asked you. Everyone had stopped and brought their respective weapons up.
“I thought I saw something.” You said quietly.
“I saw it too.” El said. You looked at her and you both had matching worried expressions. After a few seconds of monitoring your surroundings and it looked like there was nothing. Whatever you saw had just disappeared.
“Alright, let’s keep moving. Stick to the plan,” Hopper announced and kept walking further into the woods. Reluctantly, you followed. The feeling of being watched still lingered.
You continued walking for a few minutes, hoping that your fearless leader hadn’t gotten you lost. In the dark, you had to focus extra hard to make sure you weren’t stepping on any vines that would alert Vecna of your location. Of course the one second you take your eyes off the ground, that’s when you slipped on something. Dustin was able to grab your arm and stop you from falling.
“Thanks, Dusty.”
“No problem.”
You looked at what caused you to trip and your brows knit together. Crouching down, you took a closer look. It didn’t look like a vine nor a puddle of whatever goo covered this place. It looked like…
A sharp gasp came from you and you picked up the offending item from the ground. A black bandana with skulls and crosses.
The very same one Eddie was wearing the last time you saw him.
Wide-eyed, you looked at Dustin. He told you that they left Eddie in the trailer park when they figured that it would be impossible to get him through the gate again. In the stress of being in the Upside Down, you realized that you didn’t see anything when you walked past that very area. Not that you wanted to see what would’ve been left of Eddie but something should’ve been there.
So, how did this get over here?
The realistic explanation would be that some demonic creature had dragged his body here and it fell off but something in your gut told you that wasn’t right. Could he be…
“There!” Robin yelled. She put her flashlight up to illuminate the figure but it stood firmly about 50 feet away from the group. The light couldn’t reach fully reach it. The only thing you could see was the pair of glowing red orbs floating where its face should be. Bringing your gun up to your chest, you prepared to fight.
“Dustin, stay behind me.” You whispered to him.
The figure just stood there, unmoving. You felt a weird sense of familiarity with the creature in the dark and you couldn’t put a finger on it. From what you could see, the silhouette had a big head and a small body. It didn’t look anything like the demogorgon. You tried to regulate your breathing, to calm your shaking hands.
Then the creature moved abruptly and Hopper fired shots at it but it swerved easily. Your eyes went wide. All the creatures you encountered before were fast but not as fast as this. When it got close to Steve, he swung his bat of nails at it but it easily knocked the bat out of his hands. Nancy aimed and shot the creature right in the middle of its chest but the bullets deflected easily.
“How did that happen?” Dustin asked.
Now that it was closer, you could see it more clearly now. What you thought was a big head, was actually a mane of fur. Or hair? Again, it moved quickly, and suddenly, it was right behind you. You pushed Dustin behind you then there was nothing in between you and this monster.
You were about to pull the trigger on the gun but Robin’s flashlight shined on it, giving you your first good glimpse of it. It was as if someone threw a bucket of cold water all over you when you caught a glimpse of a familiar logo on its chest — the Hellfire Club. You lowered your gun as your jaw dropped. The light traveled up its chest and the creature lifted its head. You finally saw its face.
No.
Eddie Munson stood in front of you again. He almost looked exactly like he did when you last saw him. Leather jacket, tactical vest. It’s like he was plucked straight out of your memories. Except his shirt was tattered and dried blood stained the white fabric. He looked deathly pale even in the blue hues of this alternate dimension. Blood dripped from the sides of his mouth and his eyes… His eyes weren’t the warm chocolate brown you loved so much. Instead, they were bright red and looked straight at you. Hot tears streamed down your face.
“Eddie?” You gasped. Eddie tilted his head at your voice but didn’t respond.
“Oh my god,” Dustin exclaimed.
“How is he alive?” Steve said.
Your brain was running a million miles a second. “Eddie?” You tried again.
Tentatively, you took a step forward. Eddie snarled. Then you noticed the pointy canines that weren’t there before. Before you could get a closer look, he lunged at you. You heard everyone scream and you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for the impact that never came. You opened your eyes and saw that Eddie was frozen in place. He struggled against an invisible force. Beside you, Eleven had her right hand in the air, holding him in place. She squeezed her hand and Eddie let out a choked sound. “Stop! Please, El. Don’t hurt him!”
“He will kill you.” She told you.
“He won’t. He won’t hurt me.” You begged. El loosened her grip but still kept him restrained.
“Kid, you better get away from him. That’s not the same guy anymore.” Hopper told you, his gun still cocked and aimed for your boyfriend’s chest.
“No! That’s still him.” You weren’t being rational. You knew that but the chance to get the love of your life back was standing right in front of you and you weren’t going to throw that away. When you turned back to him, Eddie wasn’t struggling as much. “I don’t know if you can understand me or even hear me but I know this isn’t you. Whatever happened… whatever’s making you act this way… I know you can fight it.”
He didn’t react to your words. He simply stared at you with those red eyes.
“You’re Eddie Munson. You grew up in Hawkins, Indiana. You love Dungeons and Dragons and metal music and fantasy books. You’re passionate and smart and the kindest person I’ve ever known.” He started shaking in El’s grip. Behind you, you could hear El’s struggling grunts. Your friends tried to stop you again but you simply put a hand up to stop them. You were going to get through to him even if it was the last thing you did.
“Do you remember how we met?” Silence. “We were 8 and we were in the playground. Some kid pushed me over to get to the swings and I banged up my knees real bad. You saw me on the ground crying with bloody knees and you immediately helped me. You even used your shirt to wipe the blood. I remember you just kept talking to me and asking me all these random questions. And I was so confused that I didn’t even feel the sting when you brushed away the gravel. After that day, we were inseparable.”
Eddie had calmed down as you talked, no longer resisting El’s hold. He breathed deeply and the red light in his eyes dimmed ever so slightly. You tried again to take a step towards him. This time he let you get close.
“You’re my best friend and the person I love the most. Losing you was the worst thing that ever happened to me so please, please. I know you’re in there, Eds. Come back to me?” You put a hand on his cheek. His skin was impossibly cold and you fought the urge to flinch. “I love you. I always have and I always will.” You whispered.
Eddie let out a breath and closed his eyes. He nuzzled into your touch. You put your other hand on his neck and tangled your fingers in his matted hair, just like you used to do. When he opened his eyes, you were greeted with those familiar brown eyes that you thought you’d never see again. A sob escaped your mouth.
He mumbled your name. “Are you really here?” Those big, expressive eyes searched yours, looking for reality in the illusions that plagued his mind. Eleven let go of Eddie when she felt that he wasn’t going to attack anymore.
“I’m here.” Your voice cracked. “I’m right here.”
“Christ, I missed you.” Eddie pulled you to him and you threw your arms around him. You sobbed into his shoulder. You couldn’t believe this was happening. If this was another cruel dream, you hoped you would never wake up again.
“I lost you.” You choked out. Eddie’s arms were tight around your waist. His strength caught you off guard. Eddie had always been strong but this was different.
“I know.” Eddie buried his face in your hair. You smelled sweeter than he remembered.
“You promised you would come back and you left me. You jerk.” You punched his arm lightly.
“I know. I’m sorry.” He kissed the side of your head.
“H-how are you alive?” You managed to ask when your sobs subsided. You pushed him back ever so slightly so you could look at him.
“I don’t know.” Eddie shook his head. He looked behind you. You turned and saw Dustin’s watery eyes. Stepping aside, you let him tackle Eddie in a hug. You could hear Dustin’s sobs. “Hey, buddy.” Eddie rubbed Dustin’s head affectionately as the boy cried in his chest. In the dark, you could see the tear tracks that slipped down his cheeks.
“That was really cool what you did but also really stupid,” Dustin said once he let go of Eddie.
“Yeah, dying to a swarm of bats. Pretty metal if I have to say so myself.”
“So, you remember dying?” You asked him.
“I do. The last thing I remember was seeing Dustin then everything went dark.” Eddie reached for your hand and, for the first time in a year, your fingers slipped into each other easily. As if no time had passed. “Then I heard a voice, telling me to wake up. It said I needed to join him. To serve him.”
“Vecna.” Nancy spoke up. The fear in her eyes was clear as she was the only one who had experienced his visions. Eddie nodded at the older Wheeler.
“I woke up alone and I was okay. I mean, physically. The bites were gone but I knew something was different about me. I felt so thirsty. Like if I didn’t get something to drink, I’d claw my throat out. Then I saw these.” Eddie bared his teeth and you saw the fangs again.
“Like a vampire?” Robin asked.
“I’ve read enough books in my life to know what fangs and an insatiable thirst meant.” Eddie glanced at you hesitantly. He was worried about how you would react to this new development but you simply moved even closer to him, gripped his arm, and held his hand tighter.
“A vampire? Are you serious?” Steve asked, still not believing that he was actually here and not some group Vecna-hallucination.
“As a heart attack, Harrington.” Steve rolled his eyes at the man. Yeah, that’s Eddie.
“What else happened, Eds?” You pushed for more answers.
“He got in my head. I felt stuck in there and I couldn’t get out. He… made me do things. Horrible things. A-and I could see what I was doing but I had no control over myself.” Eddie’s jaw clenched. His tone was angry but you could see the shame in his eyes. “Until now. You pulled me out of his trance. You saved me.” Eddie put his cold hands on your face.
“Like Kas!” Dustin practically shouted.
“Who?” Steve threw his hands in the air, frustrated and confused by the lack of answers.
“Kas the Bloody Handed. Vecna’s lieutenant. Dude, you’re literally a DnD character!” Dustin bounced excitedly. “He betrayed Vecna and killed him. It’s prophesized. You’re the key to killing him!”
“And how do we know you’re not gonna turn Dracula on us again?” Chief Hopper who had been very quiet throughout the reunion finally spoke, voice gruff and eyes hard. He knew Eddie Munson. Of course, he did. He booked him multiple times for driving over the limit and he wasn’t sure he trusted the kid. Especially now that he had just tried to kill everyone just minutes ago.
“We don’t. I don’t even know if I’m fully out of this. But I want to help.” Eddie was determined to make things right. He couldn’t stop himself when Vecna had him take out those army men patrolling Hawkins but he could do something now.
“If he was making you do things, would you know what he’s up to?” Nancy’s mind was whirring with ideas.
“I do.”
“And can you help us take him down?” Hopper asked.
Eddie’s face hardened. Then he smirked. A hint of the old Eddie coming to the surface. “With pleasure.”
Chief Hopper looked at Eddie for a beat and put his gun down finally. “Alright, let’s go.”
Your friends all gave Eddie a hug and followed Hopper’s lead. The two of you lagged behind the rest of the group. Eddie wanted a moment alone with you.
“Hi, sweetheart.” He said, softly. You almost cried again hearing his old nickname for you.
“Hi, Eds.” Your hands were entwined together. You were slowly getting used to the feel of his cold skin against yours.
“I wanted to talk to you.” Eddie had a serious expression on his face.
“What is it?” Tilting your head, your brows knitted together.
“You know that I’m not…myself anymore, right?” Eddie looked at the ground. “As Hopper said, we don’t know if or when he’ll take back control and I will never forgive myself if I end up hurting you.” He tried to pull his hands away from yours but you held on tight.
“If it happens again, then I’ll pull you out of it. I did it once and I can do it again.”
“B-but what if this is what I am now? A monster.” Eddie almost shouted but his voice cracked towards the end.
Your heart broke when you saw the broken look in his eyes. Moving your hands to his neck, you made sure he was looking into your eyes as you said the next words. “Edward Munson, you listen to me. I don’t know what Vecna made you do but it isn’t you. You weren’t in control. I know you better than anyone. You are not a monster, Eddie. Far from it.”
His eyes softened and a tear fell down his cheek. Eddie put his forehead against yours. “You’re too good for me.”
“I hate when you say that. Do you even know how much you mean to me?” Your thumb brushed away his tear.
“I think your speech earlier gave me a clue.” Eddie took your hand in his and gently touched the ring on your finger. He ran his thumb over the metal. “You kept it?” Eddie’s voice cracked.
“I never took it off from the day you gave it to me.” You confessed and Eddie kissed your knuckle tenderly. “I’m yours, Eddie.”
He pinched your waist, playfully. “Even if I’m part of the undead now?”
“Even then.” A big smile spread on your face. An equally big smile tugged on his lips and those fangs came into view again. You eagerly tugged him down and crashed your lips against his. Eddie sighed into the kiss and made a whining sound. He cupped your jaw and pulled you impossibly close.
You were still wrapping your head around the fact that you had Eddie back. The fact that you could kiss him again, be able to hold him in your arms. For some reason, you were lucky enough to get a second chance and you couldn’t be more grateful. Eddie’s lips moved against yours. He parted slightly to slip his tongue into your mouth but one of his teeth poked the tender skin of your lip. You yelped.
“What happened? Did I hurt you?” Eddie fawned over you. His thumbs brushed under your lips.
“No, no! You just poked me.” You were breathless after the kiss.
“Can’t even kiss my girlfriend without hurting her.” He mumbled.
“Hey, I’m okay. You didn’t hurt me.” You pushed his chin up so he’d look at you again. “We’ll get through this together, Eds. I promise.” You kissed him again, sweetly and softly. Just what he needed after being stuck in this terrible situation.
When he pulled away, he hugged you tight. You pressed your cheek against his chest, slightly missing the steady beat of his heart. You rubbed your hands on his back. “I love you, too. I never got to say it back.” Eddie said.
You closed your eyes and let yourself forget about Vecna, the Upside Down, and vampires.
You had your Eddie back.
And you were going to be okay.
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QUESTION 2!
…Opinions/random stuff on the ships (I know most of these but hush hush I like hearing you Elsie rant)
-Lancia
-Heartstrings
-Goldenrain
-Mix and Drunkie
-Kopi and Kumo
-the Kopi Love Insanity
-Second Chance
-the Aoki love hexagon lol
-Verie and Arthur
-Sob
-Merc and Julie
-Nightmare and Stitch
I will never get used to hearing that you like me elsie ranting
Lancia: With each Fandom I'm in I have 1 rarepair ship that literally takes over my life. I become obsessed with it and it becomes part of me forever. Lancia is that ship for me. I love those two so so so so fucking much. But at the same time, I start to feel guilty bc (mild vent warning) those other ships I've mentioned? I end up driving the people who rp them with me away bc of how much I love them. People will rp those ships just to please me and I hate it bc I know they dont enjoy it. So I try to keep it limited and only let the other person instigate it, and I have that same issue with Lancia a lot. I don't mean to usually put it on Lance. But I'm so so so fucking scared I'm gonna be too Lancia heavy that people get annoyed with it lmao. I literally can't tell anyone irl abt it either and it KILLS ME because they bring me so much joy. I think I like seeing Icia fluster and tease Lance a bit too much. I have so much I wanna write for them. I want a love like them.
Heartstrings: I don't love it as much as Fei and Elsie but probably bc it's not my characters lmao- but they're definitely one of my favorite ships that aren't my own characters. And the proposal made me smile so muchhhhh
Goldenrain: very close second place to Lancia- I'm not at the point where I feel guilty for loving it too much tho.. yet. Again, I like seeing Aoki flustered by Dunite too much lmao.
Mix & Drunkie (or Drix or whatever the name is): Those two make me sob. I didn't realize it was a REAL ship for a while but I think it's good!
Kopi & Kumo: No words really. Don't love it, don't hate it.
Kopi love insanity: I try to keep myself out of that butterfly garden lmao
Second Chance: I genuinely did not think it would work. But, the world works in mysterious ways. They're pretty cute!
Aoki Love Hexagon: HAHAHAHAAAAA DUNITE WINS DUNITE WINSSS nah fr tho I feel so lucky he likes MY character and chooses her. Like. I'm honored /gen
Verie & Arthur: They've made me cry once. I think they're a fantastic couple.
Sob: They've definitely made me sob before. I also always end up bursting out laughing and giggling during their more explicit & spicy moments, purely out of shock. They're the funniest things. (Also the thing with Bob tickling signs neck with kisses, that was really fucking cute and did not expect to think that)
Merc & Julie: Haven't seen much of them. But I like it!
Nightmare & Stitch: *runs the fuck away*
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Leon x Reader | Professional Season
“I don’t get why we have to be so far away from the plate. We should be allowed to be right next to them. You’re telling me these random rich bitches can sit there and I can’t?” Melissa, a red-haired woman with a slight attitude, said.
“I can promise you, if they’d let us in the dugout we’d be there.”
Melissa used to be allowed next to the dugout but after a few too many instances of yelling at refs, she had to be at least seven rows away from the dugouts. So, when one baseball wife left, the others did too.
(Y/n) truthfully would rather be next to the dugout alone, away from the women who were constantly talking about the game as if it was life and death, but she enjoyed the sense of community it gave. Plus, she didn’t want to seem like she didn’t like them. They were just older than her and in different life stages.
Kind of like Leon and his teammates. Some argued that Leon should technically be playing for college teams due to his age, but the coaches couldn’t deny his skill, so he was moved to the professional baseball teams. Good for him, he always said, he didn’t want to go to college.
(Y/n) snapped out of zoning out. Leon was up to bat. He had his bright red helmet on, almost strutting out to the plate.
“My blood runs cold.”
The spouses of the team looked over to (Y/n) with a small smirk, as they always do.
“My memory has just been sold,” Ada leaned over and sang in her ear. Their team always had a lot of fun picking out their walk up songs. Last year his song was Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne.
“My angel is a centerfold.”
She stared at Leon as he looked up to where she sat, lip syncing and then placing his fingers on his lips, pointing to her.
“Does he always blow you a kiss before he bats,” she poked (Y/n) with a giggle.
“He does when there isn’t any competition.” But he looked a little different this time. The team wasn’t winning by five like they usually are. They were down by one and Leon was up to bat. There were two outs and three teammates on base in bottom of the last inning. He could easily snag a Grand Slam and win it all.
“Yea, Kuwata better not mess this up.” Melissa muttered under her breath. Sometimes (Y/n) wondered if she knew everyone within five feet could hear her.
It was her husband who got the second out anyways, (Y/n) had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. She knows that if it were the other way, she’d probably be thinking that too.
Leon swung as the pitch came, hitting it far, but outside the lines. Foul. She saw him get visibly irate, taking everything in him to not hit the ground with his bat. She couldn’t imagine how it must feel to have the entire game rest on his shoulders.
He went back to the base, bending his knees and doing a quick practice swing. He did a little jump before getting ready for his second attempt. There was a crack across the stadium. The ball went over the stands, a grand slam.
Everyone immediately stood up and cheered. Ada immediately wrapped an arm around (Y/n), pulling her close for a quick squeeze. “What can’t he do?”
“Propose.” Melissa snorted, although it wasn’t mean like usual. More teasingly.
“Oh hush, they’re still young,” Ada leaned behind (Y/n) to lightly tap Melissa.
They all began giggling and poking her teasingly, asking if they’d be invited to the future wedding.
“Invited? We’re gonna be the bridesmaids, right (Y/n)?”
“Uhm, he’s gotta propose first.” She blushed and looked down, ignoring Leon waving at her from the field.
“A big proposal?”
“Or small and private?”
“Yknow he mentioned to John that he thinks a proposal after a win would be cute. With fireworks and-“
“-then he brings you to the pitcher mound.”
“I don’t think he’s that formal,” Melissa chimed in. She was right. That was wayyy too much work. Not that he wouldn’t put work into a proposal, but it’s too public.
“Cmon,” Ada nudged her, “let’s go down to the field.” She guessed she was too deep in thought about how he would propose that she didn’t notice that all the others left already to greet their husbands.
She saw everyone jumping up and down, excited over the win while the other team walked off without a second glance.
“Hey babe,” Leon threw his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. “Nice win huh?”
“Hell yea, you killed it.” She high fives him with her free hand. She was going to lean into him more but the guys began to surround him, cheering. It was obvious he was getting MVP for the game.
“I’ll be home after this, you wanna order food?”
“I made some pasta before coming here!”
“Sweet, see ya soon!” He called out while getting dragged away by reporters.
He came home soon enough and ate the meal she left him. She already ate and showered, so she sat in bed and watched some T.V.
“Hey, Leon, they got your interview on.”
“Already?” he peeked out of the bathroom door, towel wrapped around his waist as he brushed his teeth. His hair was wet and laying flat against his head from showering and his muscles had drops of water on them.
“Okay,” she thought, “don’t stare too much.”
After a few minutes of the blow dryer running, he came out, dressed in flannel pants and no shirt, hair styled as usual. He stretched out before starting to talk.
“Yknow, that was the first time,” he threw his phone on the bed and looked back at her, “the first time I’ve ever been unsure of a game outcome.” He fell onto the bed dramatically and sighed.
“Probably the first time you haven’t been ahead the whole game.” (Y/n) joked. “We were a little worried during the game too.”
“We- ohhh, so you’ve finally started talking to the other girls?”
“Yea, they aren’t so-“
“-‘Miss I don’t like their attitude,’ is now friends?”
“Hey, Melissa is mean!”
“Trust me, I know. Should’ve been there when I first got MVP over her husband.” Leon side-eyed (Y/n) for a moment from across the bed. “And now you’re using their names too.”
“Okay, okay, enough.” She lightly tapped him on the head, smiling.
“So you can dish it but not take it?” He smirked.
“Oh I can take it.”
“Prove it.” He pulled (Y/n) into him, placing his hands around her back while still laying down. “If you’re so confident.”
“Fine,” she began kissing him lightly over his face. He pulled away and sat up, leading her onto his lap. He dug his face into her neck and began kissing it lightly and quickly, making her relax in his arms. One of her weak points was her neck, he had learned early into their relationship. He made sure to always attack it when he could.
She was about to close her eyes and fall asleep when she heard a ding nearby. It wasn’t her phone, she knew that. She always kept it on silent. But she knew someone who always forgot to silent it. Leon. She looked at his phone, seeing a text from James with a photo attached. [Wish you were here!]
“Leon.” She pulled away from kissing him for a moment. “Did the team go out together after the game?”
“Yea-“
“Did they even invite you?”
(Y/n) was rightfully protective over Leon and the team. Although teams were always close, his younger age definitely made connecting a bit different. She couldn’t deny that Leon had been a little excluded at the start; the team often went to restaurants after games without telling Leon. She thought that the team had gotten closer to Leon though.
“No, don’t worry babe. They invited me this time. I just… wanted to come home.” He waited for a reaction, but (Y/n) just stared at him blankly. “Because I…”
“Go on.”
“You’re gonna make me admit it?” He whined, closing his eyes and turning his chin up.
“Admit ittt,” she sang out a little, messing with Leon’s hair.
“I wanted to come home to see you. Besides, whatever bar they’re at isn’t half as good as whatever you made.”
“So true. Well, I’m glad you’re getting closer with the team.”
“Me too… I just haven’t been able to hang out with you as much lately. It’s either been practice, team bonding, or games for me.”
(Y/n) didn’t know what else to say, so she focused back on kissing him.
“I’m so glad they don’t make you shave your hair anymore.” She muttered, running her hands through his fiery hair.
“I thought about it,” he whispered, resting his head on her shoulder. That was short lived, as she quickly pulled away.
“What!”
“It fits weird in my helmet!” He told her, pulling her back to his chest. “Buuuttttttt, knowing you like it so much I guess I won’t shave it,” he playfully rolled his eyes.
(Y/n) ruffled his hair a bit. “Good.”
He adjusted (Y/n) on his lap again so she could lean into his chest again. It was a pretty regular occurrence that he would pull her onto it to hold her better. Sitting at bars, hanging out in the car, cuddling, he always wanted to put her on his lap.
He wanted to go back to kissing and then fall asleep like they usually did, but he just wasn’t as content with that tonight. He had a lot more energy than most nights. He could compliment his girlfriend and say it’s from dinner but it’s most likely the energy drink he had after the game as a sponsorship. He didn’t want to go to bed anymore.
He kept looking up and down at her face, sly glances that (Y/n) hardly noticed when she played with his hair. For a second thought, she pulled away and noticed his glances.
“Hm?”
“Oh, uhm… yknow, most of the time I would’ve fallen asleep after my game, but…” (Y/n) gave him an almost confused look before nodding. “I’m not that tired tonight. Plus, we don’t have practice tomorrow morning.”
She nodded and adjusted herself. His lower chest was in between her knees as she straddled him. The middle of her barely hovering over his lower chest. He put his two hands at her hips and pulled closer, not looking at anything but her face.
He slowly put his hands under her oversized shirt, lifting it up cautiously. Her arms went above her head and she finished taking it off, throwing it off the bed. His hands cupped her cheeks as he slowly made way down to her neck and then to her breasts. His thumb slowly traced over her areola, noticing her suddenly shaky breath. She put her hands into his hair and roughly ran through it down to his back, arching her back.
“You’re certainly eager.” He teased.
“You don’t always have to be so gentle with me. I’m not that weak,” she said. “Cmon, don’t hold back.”
“Oh really?” He gave her a little smirk and then a toothy grin. “You won’t even be able to think straight when we’re done.”
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HotD Ep 7: Thoughts (spoilers!)
Wow. What an episode.
"We have always been meant to burn together" had poets and writers crying. Jane Austin who? Most romantic line I ever heard. Also love the parallel during the funeral where Rhaenyra was tracking Daemon with her eyes– almost primal nature like two animals circling each other. It’s a familiar characteristic of Targaryens because it highlights their “Closer to (dragon) gods than men” saying
Aemond claiming Vhagar was one of my favourite scenes ever– cinematically. It was so cool and well shot. Plus, the kid actor who plays Aemond was amazing.
Least Favourite scene: The beach sex scene (I know, daemyra's look awayyyy). It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't amazing. I was expecting more considering it's been 10+ years since they've seen each other. I guess I was wanting more yearning, tension, lust and passion– which is my own expectations fault. Honestly, for a second there I though Emma and Matt's chemistry wouldn't work. (Thank god for the wedding scene!!!)
I need them to have another sex scene, but this time with a female director because how are you gonna put have two actors with chemistry and give them a shitty love scene.
Favourite scene: The traditional Targaryen wedding. Are you kidding me? Like that was one of the most romantic, fantasy genre wedding sequences I have ever seen. Matt and Emma's chemistry was chemistry-ing.
A close second favourite is the confrontation scene between Alicent and Rhaenyra. The acting was amazing, some really great lines were thrown in, and the mood was set for the future episodes. It's like the pieces are finally falling into place of what will be the highlight for the rest of the series. We are only at the beginning.
The scene of the kids literally jumping on Aemond was funny as hell. I was literally cheering my kiddos on! Baela with that deadly right hook + Lucerys with the winning slash?! Now that is cinema. It was also really cute how the boys immediately jumped into to defend the girls.
What I did not get was why Daemon did not once interact with his daughters during the entire episode? During the funeral– nada. Seeing them with their bloodied faces after a fight– nada.
The first thing Rhaenyra did as soon as they arrived (sex hair and all) was call out to her sons, but crickets from Daemon. Then they had the audacity to show Daemon walking up to Rhaenyra to check on her wound (which was cute and domestic as hell. I squealed!), stand by Rhaenyra and her sons, BUT not show him check on his own two daughters. Where the hell is my Daddy Daemon?!
I love, love that scene between Rhaenyra and Laenor where they laid out their feelings. It was clear they tried to make their marriage work, but they are too different and want different things. Plus, that ending had me gasping and everything– what a twist! (what about his dragon though?)
Why did the children have to watch their parents go through the whole blood ceremony wedding. Luke clearly just wanted to stay home and play with his Granddad's Lego.
+ French kissing like that in front of said children?! Disgusting. Call child services.
Helaena, my little bug child, they could never make me hate you.
"I'm going to bed, Aemma" I GAGGED.
Rhaenyra proposing in High Valeriyan was the best thing I could've ever received from this show. Not only was it romantic as hell considering those two only spoke High Valeriyan to each other (it's literally their love language babes), but Emma D'arcy did such a phenomenal job with the dictation that it seemed so natural on their tongue.
That is all.
Great episode, and now I cannot wait for next week!
ps. this lil moment was kinda hot
(gif credit: FOR ALL ETERNITY on Tumblr)
#hotd#house of the dragon#hotd spoilers#rhaenyra targaryen#daemon targaryen#daemyra#hotd cast#daemon x rhaenyra#alicent hightower#laenor#currently rewatching the episode and crying at the wedding scene#forget the avengers who's your favourite daemyra child?
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