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withlovemark · 1 year

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to be loved - steve harrington

warning: mentions of steve's wounds, little angst! but it's a happy ending i promise

pairing: steve x reader

words: 2.3k+

summary: steve finally allows himself to believe in love again

an: i posted this a couple of days ago? and just now realized it got deleted. not really sure what happened there. anyways, found this in my drafts a week ago? (i have no concept of time). i didn't want to leave it rotting there so i wrote a quick ending and here you go. hope its okay!

three light taps, a knock that echoed throughout the boy’s dimly lit room, a sound enough to startle him after the events that have taken place in the past few days. not a single other person was in this house, a normality that he has accepted. steve’s parents were never around and he had no other relatives that would even care if he was still alive. his friends were a bunch of high schoolers, except for robin and…you.

he knows he’s messed it up with you. he can see it with the way you avoid his glances, the way you would choose to sit in the furthest chair away from him, the way you would get quiet when he was around and the way you stopped yourself from reaching out for him. the familiarity of your touch is no longer accessible, becoming only a memory. he can’t blame you though, your last words to him still replaying in his mind, loud and clear.

“i don't think i can do this anymore steve, i can't keep coming to your house, sleeping in your clothes, doing things that friends aren’t supposed to be doing, just for you to still be thinking about her.”

he’s about to roll over onto his bed. to sleep the remnants of the past away. to keep ignoring everything like he always does and get ready for a new day, pretending he was healed. that he was okay. he was not.

nowadays, it’s easier to slap a smile on his face instead of talking about his feelings. the last time he let himself truly feel something, he got his heart ripped out of his chest and trampled upon like it meant nothing, like it was a rock you could use to skip stones, one that you could let go of and not care enough whether it comes back to shore or get lost in the deepest parts of the lake.

another knock makes its way to his ears. he thinks he’s imagining it until another one comes. grabbing the bat he hid between his nightstand, he slowly made his way to his bedroom door, feeling absolutely drained. the pain on his stomach, from the demobats that got a taste, still stinging, a pain that travels throughout his body with every miniscule movement. slowly, he carefully unlocks his door, ready to swing, until his brown eyes meet your wide, shocked ones. letting out the breath he didn’t even know he was holding, he slowly lowers his bat.

“hi,” you whisper, “i uh, got in using the spare key,” a sheepish smile on your lips, holding up the silver key that was hidden in the dead plant placed on his front door. the key he told you about so you could sneak into his house at any given moment. the key that led to love marks all over his body, painting pink and purple constellations. the key you haven’t used since that night you decided to end whatever it was there to end.

“you agreed to no feelings, that we would just be friends with benefits and that's it, you know that's all it could be,” steve has his face resting on his palm, his once perfectly styled hair going in different directions. like this - bare chest, lips still red from yours, neck stained beautifully by the artwork you left behind, he looked like he belonged in an art gallery.

“i-i know, but i-i couldn’t help it…it’s just so easy to fall in love with you,” a confession that leaves the boy paralyzed, doe, teary eyes staring up at his brown ones — almost pleading.

“stop. you don’t know what you’re saying.” he’s angry. mad that those words could slip past your lips so easily. mad that even though you’re looking at him like he somehow brought the moon to you, he still can’t find it in himself to believe it.

“steve-,” you try to reach out for his hand but he pulls away before you could even feel him. all you want is to pull him into your arms, to remind him that he is worth loving but you see the battle in his eyes, the war that’s taking place in his mind and you know he has his kingdom closed, walls up, ready to strike and defend himself at any second. there is no room for you in his castle, you see that now.

“i-im sorry,” your voice was gentle, afraid he’ll completely lock the gate on you. the last thing you wanted was to fight, you’re defenseless when it comes to him.

“let’s just pretend that none of this happened and we can go back to being friends, nothing changes and for the sake of us and the others, no questions asked,” his words were met with silence that cuts through like a sword against your neck.

you felt detached from reality, feeling like you were watching this conversation happen instead of being a part of it. you had no control when you slowly got off his bed and quietly switched back into your clothes, his words transferring a sort of numbness to your whole being.

he watched as you removed his t-shirt from your body and tossed it into his laundry bag, slipping back into your own clothes, making him think that his old t-shirt looked way better on you. yet all he did was watch. watched as you gave him one last forced smile and walked out of his room. the sound of the front door opening and closing traveling throughout the house.

the days that followed after were stolen glances, opposite directions, uncomfortable silences, tiptoes, lingering feelings, longing stares, tension. neither one budged nor made the effort to even act like friends, going along with the others like they were fools when in reality, there can be no one more foolish than the pair.

“hi?” he greets you just as quietly, head tilted, confused, like a puppy who was hearing a new sound for the first time. he sees you glance at his bandaged stomach, eyes traveling up to his bruised neck and notices the way you want to reach out to him but just like all the other times before, you stop yourself.

“i-uh i brought you some food, and a first aid kit,” your voice still a mere whisper, he nods, guards down, stepping aside as you walk into the room you’ve been in countless times before.

you placed the bag on his vanity, taking out it’s contents one by one and like before, he sat upon his bed and watched — a bowl that seemed to contain his favorite chicken noodle soup coming into view, it’s aroma hitting his nostrils, a clear tupperware filled with your famous homemade chocolate cookies, one that smells like home, the ones the kids would fight over with, resulting to an extra batch made just for him since he never won.

he suddenly realizes how hungry he was, not really having the motivation nor the appetite to keep his stomach full. his body responds by lightly growling, a sound he hoped you didn’t hear.

“you should eat,” you break the silence, looking at him through his vanity mirror, “gonna need all your strength back to make sure you can always play hero,” you send him a small smile, he softly chuckles at your words, eyes falling to his sheets which suddenly became interesting, when was the last time he changed his sheets anyway.

“i also brought you new bandages so you can change that every couple of hours, make sure it doesn’t get infected, with all these monsters around, that’d be the lamest way to go, y’know?,” you joked, trying to lighten the air. he stares at your back, contemplating. regardless of the fact that you were always an arm length away, he missed you.

he wants to be selfish. he wants to be taken care of, to be loved.

and for the first time in a while, his mind is silent, focusing only on the fact that you are there.

making his way over to you, he wraps his arms around your waist, hands falling on top of each other, sitting tightly on your stomach, his head hiding on the crook of your neck, light puffs of air falling from his lips causing goosebumps to rise all over your body. he feels you stiffen, holding your breath, before relaxing back into his chest, hand gently hovering over his. you stay that way for a while, a minute or two, before you turn around, still in his embrace. slowly your hands make their way to his neck, fingers dancing lightly around his red, bright scar and ever so gently, landing around his cheek, eyes on yours, “are you okay?”

with those three words, the gates open and with it came a river of tears. he shakes his head no and this time, he lets you pull him into your arms as he found solace in your warmth, your perfume that smelled like the sweetest of flowers, making him feel like the sun was on his back as he laid his head on your chest. your fingers immediately run through his silky hair and he feels like a huge weight has just been lifted off his shoulders.

“thank you for being here,” his voice hoarse from the quiet cries that slipped past his lips, he pulled away, admiring the way the moonlight from his window reflected itself into your eyes, brushing back the strand of hair that dangled in front of them.

“i-i thought i was gonna lose you,” words that broke the boy’s heart. he can’t even imagine what he would have done if the roles were reversed. “i-i was so scared,” you continue, trying to hold back the tears that were begging to fall.

“hey,” rough palms making it’s way to your cheeks, softly caressing you, golden eyes shining, “you will never lose me.”

“haven’t i already?,” you cry out. you hated the way you danced around him like he was a stranger. hated the fact that you couldn’t allow yourself to find comfort in him, afraid you would cross the line that the boy remarkably drew out and completely lose access to him.

“no,” he lightly shakes his head, “ no….hey, look at me,” his finger under your chin, gently pleading for your eyes to find his. “i’m right here, i’m not going anywhere, i’m sorry i’ve been running, i was just…scared,” he admits.

“scared of what?,” you urge him on, waiting for the answer to the problem you’ve been trying to solve. his hands find their way around yours as he looks down, composing his thoughts.

“i was scared you would finally realize there will always be someone better, that you’d leave and i’d be all alone again,” he spills his truths. and you can’t fathom how blind you’ve been to not see it. the reason behind nancy appearing in his thoughts.

“i’m not her, you know?” you say quietly. he nods, “i-i know,” he says guiltily.

“and i don’t want better, steve…i just want you,” you confess into the night, steve feels all the air rush into his lungs, almost like he was learning how to breathe for the first time. he searches your eyes for any signs of doubt but only saw his own reflection in them.

“do you want me?” you barely heard your own voice, afraid of the answer. he scoffs, “god, is that even a question?,” you look at him, confusion etched onto the creases of your eyebrows and steve almost wished the bats got him instead of realizing that he has left you doubting his feelings for you.

“of course i want you,” his brown eyes staring deeply into yours, “i can’t get you out of my head, all this time all i wanted was to be near you, to hold your hand, god, y/n i’m in love with you and i prayed, god i prayed to a guy i barely believed in that we would both make it out there alive because i-i can’t imagine my life without you and-,” he’s breathless, telling you everything he has wanted for weeks. word after word stumbling out of his lips as your smile grew with every syllable, until you couldn’t take it anymore.

you pulled the boy towards you and like magnets, you connected, quickly placing your lips against his before your eyes drowned in your favorite color, the smile forming on his lips evident “i said it before but i’m in love with you too.”

his eyes soften, finally allowing himself to believe those words, soft lips meets yours once again, battling, making up for all the lost time, hands automatically finding its way up his brown curls like they were meant to always be there, his, around your waist, pulling you as close to him as possible, fearing that if he let you go, you’ll disappear as if it was a dream.

but as you make that little sound, the one that drives him crazy, butterflies erupting in his stomach, he knows that this is better than any dream he could ever imagine. you were here with him. you were in love with him.

your hands slowly starts making its way down to his body, but before the situation could escalate, he can’t help but break the kiss off, the pain from his wounds still evident, he lets out a sharp moan, “ow,” snapping you back to reality.

“oh my god, i'm so sorry,” you apologize, inspecting his bandages.

“don’t be,” he reassures you, a light kiss placed upon your lips, “you’re worth it,” he teased, causing your giggles to harmonize, his forehead leaning against yours, a content sigh slipping off his lips. two eyes crinkling, sharing light smiles.

“as much as i would love to stare into your eyes forever” you break the dream-like state, “i worked really hard on that chicken noodle soup and it would be a shame for it to go to waste,” you laugh and he holds on to the moment as long as possible.

“now, we wouldn’t want that, plus we have forever to lovingly gaze in each other’s eyes,” he winks, sending you into a fit of laughter. he kisses you one more time before grabbing your favorite t-shirt, his t-shirt, in his drawer and handing it to you.

an: i really don't post in this acc unless i have something to post lmao. also, currently in my bridgerton phase so don't mind the profile pic, or do mind it? feel free to let me know your favorite bridgerton :)

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piichuu · 8 months

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♡ AN UNWANTED LETTER - GOJO SATORU

WARNINGS: MAJOR SPOILERS if you haven’t seen the new jjk leaks, so read on your own risk. angst, f!reader

WORD COUNT: 1.2k

yuta is quiet as he reaches a letter over to you. he’s standing in the doorway with a somber look on his face. “you should go sit down somewhere, i’ll stay here in the hallway,” he mumbles and without a word, you make your way towards the bedroom where you sit down, opening up the letter you’ve been given.

“to my dear y/n.

if you receive this letter, i will be dead. that’s a horrible sentence to start with, but it’s the truth. it’s not that i don’t believe in my own capabilities, but i can’t leave you with nothing if i die, that would make you even sadder.

i’m giving this to yuta, he’ll look after you now for a few weeks, i’ve made him promise because i know you’re gonna be crying, probably become depressed. if you do get depressed, i’m gonna be there and hold you close, even if you can’t feel it. my pretty girl, i know i always tell you that you’re pretty when you cry, but i hate when you do so. i prefer your smile, to know you’re happy. your laugh is a little funny, but i prefer it that way, because no one laughs like you and i love that you’re your own person, not faking anything for me.

i’m a little (very) sad that i won’t get to have a family with you or put a ring on your finger. will it hurt you more if i told you that i was going to propose when i got back? probably, but now you know. i wish we could have our own little children who would run around the house and annoy you. they would love me of course, they would get to do everything they wanted to. they would get to eat so much candy and play video games with me. maybe they could help you cook every once in a while since you always insist to cook when i tell you than i can do that to! you would be a great mom, the greatest of them all actually. all those years you helped me take care of megumi showed that. he loves you a lot even if he’s never told you, but i can see that he sees you as his mom, hopefully he sees me as a dad as well.

he’s always clung to you more than me. i remember when i found you two asleep on the couch after you had read him a bed time story. you looked so cute and he was holding onto your hand so tightly like he really trusted you. it hurts me to say, but you’ve probably always been his favorite. even now that he’s older he likes you more than me :( but that makes me a little happy as well, because he’s always so stone faced around everyone else but you. you make him smile and that makes me happy :)

apparently people who’ve had a partner who has died always say that they would want them to find someone else, but even if i want you to be happy, that thought makes me a little sad. but if you do ever find someone else who you love as much as you love me (which is impossible), i hope he treats you like the princess you are or else i’ll have to haunt him. i’m not joking. and if you do have kids, please tell them about me? i’m sure they will think i was super cool. my death is probably gonna be called the coolest deaths of them all, i hope!

i’m sorry if i’m joking too much, at this point i’m sure you’re bawling. but just know that i’m right behind you with my arms around you, okay? maybe you can’t feel it but i’m giving you a kiss on the cheek right at this moment.

don’t be too sad, okay? but also take the time you need to heal, i don’t want you to rush anything. it’s okay to be sad, so cry how much you want, but not for the rest of your life please because that would make me sad :( you should try to smile at least once a day so i can look at you and know that there might be at least some things that are making your days good.

you’re gonna meet me again, don’t worry. but please don’t put yourself in danger just so you can see me again. i want you to live until you’re old and then we’ll meet each other when you reach heaven with me, because that’s where i’m going! i’m gonna watch over you and wait, i have all the time in the world now so grow old and do everything you’ve ever dreamt of.

just know that i didn’t die without putting on a fight. it must be going on for a while before i die, but i’m gonna try to do my best not to die because i want to see you so bad and just hug you and kiss you and tell you how beautiful you are. but you will always be the prettiest human ever, no matter how many wrinkles you have or if your back gets all hunched in the future.

i have a whole bottle of perfume in our bedroom that i bought a while ago, but i haven’t really used it a lot since i’ve been gone for a while now, so you can use that and spray it all over the house if you miss me too much. good thing i bought that stuffy for you before i went to shibuya!

i need to end this letter now. i’m sorry for not being able to see now for a while, but we will meet in a couple of years. i’m always gonna look after you now that i’m gone, so there will never be anything to worry about. i hope you will be okay and that you aren’t crying too much now :( but i know that you’re still just as pretty as always. i can’t believe that i got the best girlfriend in the entire world to spend my life with, even if i would’ve wished my life would be longer. you’ve made me so happy over the years and i really hope i’ve made you happy too, even if you’re probably sad because of me now.

yuta and the others will look after you, i promise. maybe you’ll be annoyed with them, but that’s because i sent them and i’m made to be a little annoying, so you won’t get rid of the annoyance too easily! i’m gonna watch over you for a good while now, i’m always listening to every word you say, even if i’m not somewhere you can see me. if you ever have a bad day, tell the sky and i will hear every single word. cry your eyes out and i will wipe your tears away.

my love, my one and only. i love you more than you can ever imagine. you’re my sun, you’re what’s been keeping me alive for the past few years and don’t ever blame yourself for anything that’s happened to me. you are the greatest thing in my life and have been healing my soul. i will forever love you. from your idiot boyfriend <3”

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kidney9-9 · 5 months

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Having Twins with Them - Loki, Stephen, and Bucky

@stygianoir asked: For loki, Bucky , and Stephen (seperately ) Where their wife is pregnant and how are they before and after the baby comes Fluff plz

Hi Kitty, I hope you enjoy! Thank you for sending this in :) Please read the warnings.

Loki x Reader, Stephen x Reader, Bucky x Reader [Fluff] Warnings: Pregnancy, details about giving birth, and crying Word Count: Loki: 656, Stephen: 700, Bucky: 703

You were feeling a bit strange for a little bit before you suspected you were pregnant.

You called a friend one morning, freaking out about whether or not you were pregnant, and she brought over some tests for you to take. You were happy to find all the tests came back positive. You and Loki had been trying for a while, but you expected it to take a little longer to become pregnant.

When you revealed to him you were pregnant, he raised his eyebrow at you, then asked, “You’re joking, right?” Then quickly laughed and gave you a big hug, pulling you in close and twirling you around in a circle.

“You’ve given me something I wished and dreamed for, for years. Thank you, my love. We’ll take special care of our young one.” He murmured into your ear after he set you down.

He started to appear happier the farther along you were in your pregnancy. He’d always compliment you, give you gifts, and kiss you at random times. He would gaze at your stomach lovingly, and lay kisses on top, whispering sweet promises and lullabies to the baby.

During your delivery, he appeared as calm as ever, but secretly he was freaking out. You insisted on delivering in a hospital setting, and he was so confused about all the doctors and nurses around you. He went pale when he saw one of the tools the doctor was using, and hoped that for your next pregnancy (yes, he very much wanted more children), you would deliver with the help of Asgardian techniques.

It was so shocking to the family when you revealed you had twins, but Loki was smug. He was confident and happy that you two had healthy twins. The boy was named Salem and the girl was named Lilith. Loki and you adored them so much.

He dotted on them so much when they were first born and was the one to catch Lilith accidentally summon a demon. Yes, it was a very weak demon, but it was still very impressive and surprising. Salem soon after froze his crib after having a meltdown. Loki was so delighted in their magic and powers and soon started to document everything they did.

When they started talking, Loki was so excited. He’d talk to them in multiple languages and would smile brightly when one of them repeated his words. Salem was the first to say “Momma, Daddy”, and Lilith soon followed with calling you two, “Mommy, Papa.”

You healed up after the delivery great, and Loki surprised you by introducing some traditions with new moms from Asgard. They were so helpful, and it was a lot different than the techniques from Earth with healing after giving birth. There was a special tea he made for you, enchanted with some magic. It always made you feel more energetic after drinking it, and it helped with sleeping all those odd hours the babies were asleep.

When you were fully healed and ready to get back to doing your normal routine, Loki had come up to you one morning and wrapped his arms around you from behind. You grinned at him as he kissed your cheek.

“Mm, what are your plans for today, honey?” You asked him softly, your voice quiet so the babies could continue sleeping.

He chuckled slightly, “I was wondering if we could have a date night tonight. Maybe we could spend some time in our library, like last time.”

Your eyes shot wide open, and you turned around to face him, “You seriously cannot be saying you want to impregnate me again. So soon? Lilith and Salem haven’t even turned one!”

He pouted playfully, “Aw darling, but I would love to have more children with you. Maybe triplets this time?”

You laughed into his chest, “Maybe in a few years, after we get a hang of this parenting thing, right?”

He nodded thoughtfully, “Agreed.”

Stephen had a feeling something was off when you had come home one day, smiling a bit too often. He didn’t know what was going on though, so he kept extra quiet about it and just observed you to see if he could guess what was going on. When you noticed how quiet he had gotten that night, you pouted at him.

“Stephen, is something wrong?” You asked him somewhat nervously as you unconsciously placed a hand on your stomach.

“I just noticed you’re hiding something. You usually don’t hide things unless it’s a good surprise, so I’m wondering what it is.” He responded, grinning at your shocked expression.

“No fair! I wanted it to be a complete surprise for you tomorrow!” You objected, laughing at how quickly he caught on.

“You can tell me now and we can celebrate tomorrow?” He suggested, still completely wondering what it was that made you act like this.

You smiled brightly and scooted next to him. “I’m pregnant! I think I might be a bit later than I thought, since my stomach has been growing a bit faster than I expected. I took the test this afternoon.” You explained, mumbling, and rambling a bit because you were nervous for his reaction.

He gaped momentarily and then rushed over to you and picked you up and twirled you into a hug. You laughed in surprise at his reaction, not expecting this. He was usually so reserved and quiet about things, mostly reacting with humor!

“Sweetheart.” He murmured to you as he set you back down and pressed his forehead against yours. “I love you so much. You know how much I’ve always wanted children. This is a dream come true.” He whispered.

You smiled at his words, “I love you too, we’re going to be great parents!”

After he scheduled you an appointment with one of his old friends, he started buying so many prenatal vitamins and foods that would support your pregnancy. At the appointment, it was confirmed that you two were going to have twins! At first, he didn’t believe his friend, then looked at the ultrasound machine and saw the two little babies.

The next few weeks, he spent time coddling you and reading up on pregnancies involving twins. He researched so much and practically became an expert about twin pregnancies. He read so many books on parenting and baby proofed everything even though you were only three months pregnant at the time.

By your third trimester, he had everything set up for your due date. He personally vetted everyone who was going to be involved in the birthing process and supported you on your decisions on how you’d like to give birth.

The only things that were left up in the air were the names of the babies. You had been calling them, ankle biter one and two as a joke, and every name you two actually came up with hadn’t been agreed upon. Stephen would randomly speak to your stomach, saying random baby names and then would look up at you, and ask if those names would be good.

One day he came up with the name, Rose, while you were eating some rose ice cream. It was all you wanted to eat for three days, and the entire pregnancy, you had been craving rose flavored foods. Almost immediately after he said the name Rose, you agreed.

“She’s our little Rose, so cute.” You’d say as you’d feel one of the baby’s kick. For the boy, you two finally agreed with the name Philip, and a few hours later, you went into labor.

Stephen was on top of it, fully calm and ready, and supported you the entire time.

A few months later, you two were unconventional parents, amazing, nonetheless. Stephen used magic to parent all the time, and you would always be so surprised at all the magic he did. The best magic he had done during the first few months was to always have a bottle of milk ready to go – it automatically refilled itself.

How he did it? You never found out how, but whenever you asked about it, he would mutter something about arrogant entities.

You were a little nervous and worried when you found out you were pregnant. Bucky had always been a little upset when you’d mention family because he didn’t have any family in today’s world. Technically he only had you as his spouse for family, but you knew he missed his family from years ago.

But you knew you had to tell him, so you grabbed your positive pregnancy tests and walked into the bedroom. “Hey sweetie? Can I talk to you about something?” You spoke up nervously.

Bucky turned around and smiled softly at you. “Of course, you can. Don’t have to ask about it, either.”

You shrugged back sheepishly, “I know that, but this is something kinda serious and we have to talk about it.”

His expression changed to something stormy, and he pressed his lips into a line, “Are you safe? Is someone targeting you?”

“Oh no! Not like that! It’s – I’m, uh, pregnant.” You stumbled over your words and pushed the pregnancy tests in front of you, to show him. He blinked in surprise, his expression going momentarily blank before a happy one replaced it.

“Wait really?” He whispered, walking closer to you, and holding onto your hands. He gazed down at the multiple pregnancy tests you took.

“Mhm, there’s a baby in here I think.” You chuckled nervously and gazed down to your belly. He smiled brightly as he leaned down and kissed your stomach, making all your worries disappear. He murmured a sweet hello to your belly, then got back up and hugged you tightly, causing you to drop the tests to the floor. You laughed in surprise and hugged him back.

When you started going to appointments, Bucky drove you to each of them and attended all of them, holding your hand through exams to make you feel comfortable. It was the second appointment where you two found out you were having twins!

“Oh god! Twins… we need to get a new place. We need to buy two cribs! We have to go get supplies like right now!” Bucky started to ramble, eyes wide at the thought of two kids. You were in shock as well, asking the doctor to check again to make sure. You really didn’t expect to have twins.

Bucky seemed to be extra romantic as you got further along in your pregnancy. You’d notice it in the way he’d always lovingly kiss you longer each day before he went to the compound, and the way he’d come back with gifts for you both to enjoy. He’d light your favorite candles and prep your favorite foods, and at times you’d feel like you could melt in a puddle by the adoration you’d see in his eyes as he’d gaze down at your belly.

You both decided on the names rather early in your pregnancy. Scout was the boy’s name and Melody was the girl’s name. Bucky and you discussed it for about a week, agreeing quickly about the names. He used Steve’s name as Scout’s middle name and his sister, Rebecca, as Melody’s middle name.

When you went into labor, Bucky freaked out a bit and fainted when you squeezed his hand harder than you’ve ever had before. When he came back to, he apologized and put on a tough face and sat by you, supporting you the entire time.

“Look at our babies, sweetheart.” He murmured to you, holding them both in his arms and handing Melody to you. You two cried happily at the sight of both your children.

He sung lullabies to comfort the babies and he’d always be holding at least one of them. Scout was the first to say his first words, which was funnily enough, “No!” and “Momma”, when you served him some broccoli with rice.

Melody quickly said her words a few days after that, when Scout had accidentally bumped his foot into something, “Scout owie”. It was so adorable that you and Bucky had both awed out loud at the sight.

When you and Bucky had alone time, he’d take you out to your favorite date spots. You two spoke about all the memories you shared, and how sweet and special it’s been, having twins together.

#loki x reader #stephen strange x reader #bucky barnes x reader #dr strange x reader #marvel x reader #marvel fluff

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debonairprincesposts · 28 days

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Absolutely loved your Lucifer x Son reader!! Can we get a part 2? Im eager to see how Charlie and the gang may react!

Hello Anon! Here’s my take on what would’ve happened in the aftermath. As requested. Wasn’t really planning on making more content relating to this Au, but here we are! This is the last one, I hope. The gang haven’t met (Name) so they won’t be included in this.

Enjoy (。•̀ᴗ-)✧

Lucifer was basically contemplating every bad decision he's ever made in his life as he stares at the face of his unconscious son.

He barely managed to save (Name)’s wing by reattaching it, but it'll take a while before it's usable again.

Coat and hat off, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hair disheveled from running his fingers through it in his moment of stress.

Eyes rimmed red from crying, cheeks stained with tears as he rubbed his eyes to get rid of the heavy feeling you usually get from crying so much.

He practically started having a mental breakdown the moment he knew that (Name)’s life wasn’t in any immediate danger. It wasn’t until a few minutes ago that he finally calmed down.

Sitting on a chair next to his son's bed, Lucifer sighs as he puts his face in his hands. He hasn't told Charlie yet. He doesn't really know how he should go about explaining what happened at the palace without freaking her out.

Wounds inflicted by angelic steel take longer to heal. He doesn’t know how long it would take for (Name) to wake up. It’s been about 3 hours since the attack, and he’s been restless ever since.

Still no sign of movement from (Name) as he lays motionless on his bed. The only way Lucifer could tell that he’s even still alive is the slow rise and fall of his chest.

Running his fingers through his hair as he stood up from his chair, reaching for his phone in his pocket, he hesitated to call Charlie. He didn’t know how to disclose the situation to her. There’s no easy way of doing this. I mean- how do you go about telling your child that her brother could possibly end up in a coma after being attacked by bloodthirsty psycho angels! That’s ridiculous! Everything about this is ridiculous! He’s ridiculous! He’s literally the King of Hell! He should’ve done more to ensure the protection of his son! If he just had the time to construct a barrier around his home then maybe this wouldn’t have happened in the first place. If he hadn’t been in a hurry to go save Charlie, he would’ve given it more thought. The fact that (Name) would be left defenseless all by himself with no one to help him. It’s basically a miracle that he even managed to survive all by himself. What with his inexperience in life or death fights. What kind of father would he be if he can’t even protect his children from harm! An incompetent one, he thinks.

His hands shake as he grips his phone. Taking a deep breath, he presses on Charlie’s contact and hopes that everything goes well.

“Dad! Thank goodness you’re okay! I’ve been trying to call you ever since you left in a hurry earlier- Is everything alright?” Just hearing Charlie’s voice over the phone makes him want to cry again.

He swallows the lump in his throat, “I-I’m okay, sweetie! It’s just- uhh,” just say it dammit! That’s her brother! She needs to know! “It’s (Name). He- he’s not doing good at the moment.” He cringes at his attempt.

“What?! Is he okay?! What happened?”

“He-,” his throat felt dry as he swallowed, “the palace was attacked.”

“WHAT?! Is (Name) okay?!” Her panicked voice could be heard over the phone. He tried to breathe properly to not breakout into another panic attack. “Dad?! Why aren’t you saying anything?!! You’re scaring me!”

“He’s-,” he winces at the break in his voice before clearing his throat, “He’s okay now! I managed to get here on time before he-,” his voice cracked again as tears wells up in his eyes.

The other side of the line goes silent for a bit. Charlie most definitely heard his pathetic attempt at trying to compose himself.

He clears his throat again, “His wounds are healing. But I don’t know when he’ll wake up.” He settled with. His voice raspy from crying.

On the other side of the line, Vaggie was standing next to Charlie, comforting her as she processes the information she just received. It was just them two in the lobby. Everybody else was either out or resting in their new rooms.

“Do you need me to come over, Dad?” Charlie asks.

“No need for that, apple pie- I’ll stay here until he recovers. You need to stay at your hotel. I can handle it. Promise.”

“Okay,” she swallows, forcing back her tears, “Call me if you need to. Okay, Dad?”

“Of course. Goodbye, sweetie.”

“Bye-,” he hangs up.

“Everything okay, babe?” Asks Vaggie, “You seem pretty worried.”

“Worried? Me? Pshh- no! Not at all! I mean- it’s not like the angels attacked my Dad’s castle and put my brother in a coma!-,” Charlie rambles.

“What?!” Vaggie yells in shock, “Is he okay?”

“Dad said that he’s okay. (Name)’s just resting-,” Charlie starts pulling at her hair. “Why would they attack him! He didn’t have anything to do with any of this!”

Vaggie doesn’t say anything. She just takes Charlie by the hand and takes her to their room as Charlie continues to worry about her brother. Which is valid cuz like- (Name)’s her brother-

When they reach their room, Vaggie takes Charlie by the hand and leads to bed.

“I’m sure he’ll be okay. He’s got your father’s blood flowing through his veins, no? He’ll wake up before you know it- Trust me.”

Charlie sniffles, “You really think so?”

Vaggie nods, “I know so. Now- why don’t we rest and cuddle. We’ve had a long day. I think we deserve some rest, don’t you think?”

Vaggie then helps Charlie change into pajamas as they both lay in each other’s arms in bed.

“Feeling better?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie nods, “I just hope he wakes up soon.” As they both continue cuddling in bed.

Imma be honest y’all. This isn’t my best work. Didn’t come out as well as I’d hoped. Kinda lost motivation half way through. Not sure if you can tell. But anyway! Here’s how I thought it would go. Hope y’all like it! Stay healthy and keep hydrated! ∠(ᐛ 」∠)

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randomlifex · 5 months

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Love isn’t a timely feeling

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Jang Hyunho x fem!reader

Plot:when the world collapses on your shoulders you’re scared you won’t get up again. Luckily there’s someone there to hold you anytime your legs shake…but at what price?

Warnings:death, bad language, sad content

Please notice:for writing purposes I had to add a random character made by me:say hi to Bora

Read the sequel here:Invisible string

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Another alarm went off, another day trying to survive, but this time you were on your own since your best friend had been executed the night before. She wasn’t a mafia, you didn’t even understand how your classmates could vote for her since you had proved them that she was a citizen, however things went as they had to go.

You looked around, as Junhee had asked the night before, everyone was surely on their way to gather in the hall, but you didn’t move. You stayed still, sat in the bathroom where you spent the night hiding, or at least that was what you had pretended to do.

You didn’t care about living no more, without your friend it didn’t make sense, so if you died you would’ve been happy. You were still alive tho.

You rested your head against the wall, closing your eyes in hope to sleep a little more and let your mind rest, but someone knocked at the door of your cabin.

You sighed, opening it just to see Hyunho’s face:

“What’s up?” you asked, in a breath of sound

“We’re supposed to gather in the hall,haven’t you read Junhee’s text?” he talked softly

“I have, I’m just ignoring it. Please, leave” you closed the door again, but Hyunho blocked it with his hand

“You’ve got no time to give up” he said

“I’ve already given up. That’s why I’m here -you tried to close the door again, but the boy didn’t let you do so- now, I’ll ask you one more time:please,leave”

“You were close to Bora, weren’t you?”

“Do we have to talk about it? -holding back your tears had never been that hard- she wa-…she’s my best friend” you explained.

Hyunho sighed, kneeling down at your height:his left hand rested on your leg while the other gently caressed your cheek:

“She wouldn’t be happy to see you like this. Now you need to go through the game for her as well”. his voice was sweet and warm. It sounded like an embrace, but it didn’t help you feeling better in any way; otherwise you burst into tears.

Hyunho lead your head to his shoulder, while your hands grabbed his shirt. Your grip was desperate, you were using so much strength that your fingers turned red:

“I can’t do this without her. I can’t. I’m sorry, I’m sorry Bora”

“Why are you apologising? -the boy caressed your head- you’re still alive, you’re still on time to get up and live for the both of you” his words came out in a whisper. Why was he comforting you like that? You had never been friends in the first place; the two of you had barely talked before that moment. Was he so sweet? Or was he just trying to make more friends than enemies?

You wondered that through the whole chat you had in the bathroom, but, at the end of the day, he was able to help you feel better and get out of there. He was so sweet and so delicate that no one could’ve rejected his help; you didn’t remember the last time you felt so safe in someone’s presence. But there you were.

Without even realising how, you found yourself sticking to Hyunho all the time. Just like Bora, he became your rock.

If something was wrong, he was there to make it better.

If you were tired, he was there to cover your shoulders.

If you were scared, he was there to hold you.

If you were hurt, he was there to heal you.

It happened once:you were exploring the centre when you ended in its darkest dungeons; you had almost got lost for a moment, but you had found your way back to the hall. However, while doing so, you stumbled and ended up cutting your hand.

Once you had gotten back to your classmates you were a mess of pain and blood, but Hyunho was the first one running to you. He lead you to the infirmary, he took care of your wound and, then, of your mind as well.

You weren’t good at that game, it was draining you more and more everyday, but Hyunho was there all the time. You wondered how that could be possible since you knew you were a burden, but he seemed to not care; otherwise he was trying his best to make things easier for you.

“Are you okay now?” he asked, moving a strand of your hair behind your ear.

After having lunch you had a few quiet hours; so he took you to the rooftop with a bunch of blankets. Your head was resting on his lap, cheeks wet as you had another one of your stupid breakdowns, but there, with him, the world seemed to go silent.

“I’m doing better. I’m sorry” you said, closing your eyes

“You don’t have to apologise” he talked, caressing your back. His hand went up and down, drawing creases on your shirt. His touch was the only thing able to relax your nerves.

Rright there, in that moment, with the breeze on your face and his presence reassuring you, you really believed that you could’ve made it through it if he would’ve stayed by your side.

“But I should. You’ve been taking care of me all the time”

“This is what friends are made for” he said, wrapping your body in a blanket

“I own you a million favours” you turned around, meeting his eyes, but he shook his head:

“You don’t own me anything -he ruffled your hair- let’s get out of here safely”

“That’s a big goal” you joked

“We can do that, don’t worry” his smile was as sweet as always, but his voice was serious. You knew he meant it for real. Your heart flattered thinking about a future with him: could’ve that been possible? Would have you been friends? Or something more? The second option sounded good…you’d loved that.

Suddenly, a bunch of random thoughts came to your mind:you could picture him in his everyday life, by your side, having dates every week, exchanging cute gifts, wearing matching clothes, kissing and…your cheeks turned as red as tomatoes.

“Is everything okay?” Hyunho blinked confused at the sight, but you covered your face with the blanket:

“Yes. Nothing’s wrong. I was just thinking”

“About what?” he giggled

“About how my life would be after this game”

“Oh…- Hyunho stayed silent for a second, then he dropped the bomb- am I in it?” he asked, uncovering your face

“Oh…hum…of course”

“In what role?” he leaned closer with an annoying smirk on his lips. He knew what he was doing. You didn’t answer as you got paralysed. Luckily the boy let it be and just laughed, leaving a fast kiss on the tip of your nose.

You didn’t know what happened there, the only thing you were sure about was that, in that moment, your heart had started beating for Jang Hyunho…and you couldn’t do anything about it. You were already far too gone, which wasn’t good, not in a survival game, not after you were still recovering from Bora’s death.

You tried to get away with it, to forget about Hyunho and see him only as a friend again, but you couldn’t, nor he could. The two of you kept looking for one another all the time, naturally.

The first thing he asked himself in the morning was if you were still alive; the last one, during the night, was if you would’ve made it through it again. The more time went by, the more players died; so everyone was automatically more and more exposed, which sent Hyunho crazy. He knew time was getting shorter, and he knew he had something big to confess you,that was why, one night, he just went for it.

“Shall we hide here?” he asked, checking the door of a forgotten room

“We always split our ways at night, are you sure about that?” you demanded

“I don’t think you’re the mafia, and surely I’m not, so I don’t mind it” he smiled.

Hyunho collected a few blankets and snacks, then he locked the entrance

“I think we’re good” he talked, sitting next to you. Your eyes met his, shining at how pretty he was in the dim light. He smiled, caressing your check before sliding his body closer. Your breath got stuck in your throat, your heart started racing in your chest:he was too close, really too close for you to hold back any kind of reaction and look like a friend.

“I need to tell you something before it’s too late” Hyunho talked, holding your hand

“W-what is it?” you pretended you didn’t know, but the only thing you were unaware of was how to react once the truth would’ve been out. You indeed liked him, but you were too scared to lose him to forget about what was happening and rush into a love story.

Hyunho giggled, scratching the back of his neck:

“We both know -he paused, then, with a sigh, he dropped the bomb- I love you yn. I can’t do anything about it. I tried, because I know that a love story is the last thing we need now, but I can’t control my feelings. You’re always in my mind, the whole time, I don’t wanna lose you…and I don’t want it to happen without telling you the truth”

You didn’t know what to answer, you froze on the spot, holding his hand for dear life. What an awful situation!

“I…don’t think we should have this conversation” you mumbled

“We should, because if anything happens I can’t let go without doing this”

“Doing what- “ you had no time to finish the sentence that Hyunho’s lips met yours.

Everything seems so strange for a second, but you were so attracted to him that you ended up going with the flow.

The boy’s hand rested on your cheek (you were now sure it was his favourite spot) as he leaned even closer. Your fingers interwove in his hair while your nostrils got filled with his scent:you didn’t know how to describe it, it was delicate and soft. So good. So calming. You had no idea how a person could affect both your body and mind in the way he did, but there you were. Love was indeed real…and was,indeed, not a timely feeling.

Hyunho was the first one letting go, but only because he was out of breath. His lips were pinky as they were now stained with your gloss:he looked so cute.

You giggled, checking the time on your phone:

“This round is almost finished…” you sighed. The boy nodded, lying down:

“Come” he said, his arms were wide open to welcome you, so you just rested your head on his shoulder

“I hope everything’s gonna be alright” you whispered

“It will be” he replied, placing a kiss on your forehead.

Hyunho was right, the next day both of you were completely fine…but things were meant to go downhill anyway.

More players got executed and even a few mafias died.

There were only three left:Jungwon, Dabum…and you.

However, you weren’t scared to die as your thoughts were focused on two things:stopping anyone who would’ve proposed to kill Hyunho; and don’t let him find out about your role. You didn’t want him to think you had been lying to him, especially if you wouldn’t have been able to protect him. Seeing him passing in such pain would’ve destroyed you.

You tried, and tried and tried…but sadly one of the worst scenarios turned into reality as Junhee and Yoonseo found out you were their rival.

The night they spilled the truth Hyunho immediately got pale. You could see he was holding back a whole breakdown:his eyes were shining, it didn’t matter if he was trying to hold his tears back, and his hands were shaking in anger.

“I can explain…” on the edge of tears, you turned to the boy who simply looked at you with a disgusted face

“I don’t wanna hear a single word coming from your fucking mouth” he replied, running away.

“Kim Junhee has voted for yn yln”

“Lee Yoonseo has voted for yn yln”

“Ji Dabum has voted for yn yln”

“Oh Jungwon has voted for yn yln”

You gave a look to your phone, then to your classmates, then you wiped your tears away and ran to Hyunho. You had thirty minutes left before dying and he was the only thing that mattered in that moment

“Hyunho!” you called him as soon as he had reached the rooftop:

“Go away! Fucking liar!” he yelled, but you ran to him, grabbing his arms

“Listen to me, please, I have no time left”

“I don’t wanna hear your bullshit” he tried to push you away, but you held onto him until the both of you fell to the ground.

The boy’s tears were wetting his shirt, while yours were pouring down your cheeks like the rain pours down from the clouds during a storm

“I’ve never lied to you Hyunho! I never did! I swear! Everything that happened between us was real!”

“You just fooled me! And you know that!” he growled, you had never seem him so desperate.

You shook your head, holding his hands:

“No,no I didn’t. Please, please Hyunho I can’t die knowing that you hate me. Please listen. I didn’t want to be a mafia, nor I tried to fool you in any way! Otherwise I’ve been doing my best to protect you! I loved you Hyunho, and I’m so happy that I could spend time with you. I’ll never forget how you made me feel and how you helped me through everything”

“Have you killed Bora?” he suddenly asked

“No! No I didn’t! I’ve never killed anyone, I swear on Bora’s soul! I would never be able to hurt my classmates, and you know that! Also…do you -you sobbed, coughing for a moment- do you remember when… when I got hurt exploring?” you demanded, Hyunho nodded

“That was the only time I lied. I-I didn’t hurt myself, I had a fight with another mafia. He was mad at me because I wasn’t helping”

“He? Who was that?” Hyunho grabbed your shoulders, dragging you closer

“I can’t tell you, but you know it. Just…just please don’t hate me…I’m begging you Hyunho”

The boy hugged you tightly. Your chin rested on his shoulder, while your hands grabbed the back of his shirt. Probably there were ten minutes left, but you didn’t have the strength to say goodbye to your loved one.

“I could never hate you yn. Never. Even if I tried -his face sank in your soft hair- I love you, I love you so much, and I know you didn’t want to do it. No one wanted” his eyes met yours while his fingers put a few strands of your hair behind your hear

“Get the other mafias out, okay?” you talked, choking on your own words. Hyunho sobbed, nodding.

“Have you… have you voted?” you then asked, caressing his face

“I haven’t yet…”

“Do it…there’s no time left. Vote for me”

The boy grabbed his phone

“Jang Hyunho has voted for yn yln”

“I’m…I’m so sorry” he cried, throwing the object away

“It’s okay. That’s how things were supposed to go. As long as you’re safe, I’m happy -you smiled through the tears, kissing his forehead- now go. Please, go”

Hyunho shook his head, holding onto you. His grip was firm on your arms. He was shaking like a leaf falling down from a tree.

“I can’t…”

“Please…”

“I can’t yn…”

“Please go, I don’t want you to see it -you gulped- I’m begging you”

“Fuck, it’s not fair -Hyunho swore, his jaw clenched- I love you. I’ll always do” he said again, placing one last kiss on your lips before running away.

You looked at him, meeting his teary eyes one last time; then, when midnight struck, your body took his last flight, becoming one with the sky.

“Yn yln has been executed. Yn yln was a mafia”

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Author’s notes:EVERYBODY DON’T COME AT ME!! I’m a sucker for the desolated lovers trope or whatever this is called, but I swear:on the next story my boy will finally get an happy ending!

Hope you enjoyed this story💕

#night has come #night has come kdrama #kdrama #night has come x reader #night has come hyunho #jang hyunho #hong mingi #night has come kyung jun #go kyung jun #cha woomin x reader #cha woo min #lee jaein #kim wooseok

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queen-of-deans-booty · 4 months

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Find Your Way Back Home: Final Part

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.3k

Warnings: minor angst, fluff, implied smut at the end

Summary: You and Dean finally reunite after being apart for so long. Emotions are high, confessions are given, and you think you might be falling in love with him all over again.

Author’s Note: This is the final part of six parts of the commission for @winchester-sinchester. Dean is thirty-one, the reader is twenty-three, and Sam is twenty-seven.

You and Sam haven’t been together since that fateful night. You couldn’t face Dean for days until you made yourself realize that you shouldn’t feel guilty for moving on. He clearly had. After coming to that realization on your own, hunting with Dean became a helluva lot easier. You’re done feeling guilty for a man who couldn’t even decide if he wanted you or not. His body says yes but his actions say no.

You’re not sure which answer you’re prepared to hear.

You can’t really focus on your relationship with Dean since Sam is such a big problem in and of itself. He became so much worse from when you got Dean; nearly killing Bobby, killing innocents in the name of a hunt, letting Dean get turned into a vampire, putting you in the line of fire multiple times, and so much more.

Dean couldn’t take it after almost hurting Bobby so he made a deal with Death who got Sam’s soul for him from the cage. He put a big Great Wall of Sam inside his head that protected him from the things he did while being soulless, so as long as he didn’t go poking at it, everything will be fine.

He poked at it until it crumbled.

The only thing that saved him from the endless torment of Lucifer is Castiel who came in and took Sam’s pain as his own. Castiel took on Lucifer so that Sam could walk free. That’s when his path to redemption began, starting with everyone he wronged and ending with you. Sam couldn’t look at you for days after figuring out that you and he had sex for nearly a year while Dean was playing house with Lisa.

“Sam, we both consented to it. You don’t have to be sorry,” you sigh.

“I know but I took advantage of you.”

“Actually, I took advantage of you. You were the perfect distraction from my feelings for Dean. You gave me what I needed when I needed it. Don’t be sorry for that.”

“Promise we’re okay?”

“I promise,” you smile at him.

“Good. I’ll leave you to it, then.”

Sam gets up from your bed and leaves the motel room you got yourself. It’s hard to see him as the soft and lovable person you grew up with instead of the monster he became, but it took time for your heart to heal from him. The only thing incomplete in your life is Dean. You’re not sure what you’re going to do about him. He’s acting like he didn’t toy with your feelings for years and that’s honestly pissing you off.

He promised not to leave you but then again, he promised a lot of things that he never kept.

Someone knocks on your motel door and you walk over to it with a sigh. Thinking it’s Sam, you start talking before you can open the door.

“Look, I told you I’ve already forgiven you.”

You open the door mid-sentence and see Dean standing there with a hopeful look in his eyes.

“Really?”

“I thought you were someone else.” You turn to go back to your bag which is sitting on your bed. You’re about to take a shower so your shower stuff is lying on the bed. Dean walks in and closes the door behind him. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have Lisa waiting for you at home?”

“I ended it with her.”

You’re not sure what to say for a few seconds. You were expecting a lot of things, just not that.

“I’m sorry,” is all you can manage.

“Don’t be. I’m the one who should be sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

“For leaving you.”

You don’t know why but this pisses you off more than it should. You swiftly turn to face Dean with a glare and cross your arms.

“For which time exactly? The first time when you took my virginity and promised not to leave? Or how about the time after that?” You give a bitter laugh. “Oh, I know, it’s the time when you fucked me and left me in the middle of the night to be with some woman you haven’t connected with in eight years. Tell me, Dean, what time you’re referring to?”

“Sweetheart--”

“No, don’t sweetheart me. I am so fucking pissed at you because not only did you leave me multiple times, but you took my heart with you every time until there was nothing left of me to give. To anyone. Are you sorry about that? Are you sorry for making me fall in love with you?”

Dean runs his hands through his hair and yanks on the short strands in frustration.

“Fuck, Y/N, it was because I fell in love with you that I had to leave.”

“What?” you whisper.

“I found myself falling for you, more with each day I spent with you. Shit, you were only eighteen when I allowed myself to feel something for you, to see you other than the kid I met at the park. It took everything in me to walk away because I’m so fucked in the head. I’ve gotten more people killed than I am able to save, and it’s because they knew me. I couldn’t let that happen to you. I thought if I left, you would move on to someone else, someone who could give you what I couldn’t.

“Then, I found myself back in your arms. It hurt me to leave. No, it killed me to leave. Lisa was out of the life. She was away from it all. I felt like if I took you out of the life, I’d be taking you away from doing the one thing you love the most. Helping people. I know how much you love hunting. If I stayed, I felt like I’d get you killed, especially after Sam went into the cage. I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if that happened.

“Yes, I could have handled it better, but I’m here now, ready to atone for my mistakes.” Dean sinks to his knees in front of you as if he’s a servant and you’re his royal subject. “I’ll beg if I have to.” You can’t find the words for him. You’ve never seen him so vulnerable in his entire life than he is in this moment. “Sweetheart, you’re the only woman I love more than anyone. Sometimes more than Sammy. I hate that it took me this long to realize it, but I won’t stop until I put your heart back together. After all, I have all the pieces.”

The longer you stay silent, the more Dean suffers. You already know what your answer is going to be, but you make him suffer just for being an ass over the years. When he looks ready to burst into tears, you speak.

“I don’t know, Dean, it might take a while. I quite like the sight of you on your knees for me,” you smirk.

Dean walks on his knees over to you until he is pressed against you. He grabs your hips to steady himself and presses a kiss on the patch of skin above your waistband from where your shirt had ridden up.

“I can smell you,” he whispers with a smirk.

Yes, the sight of Dean on his knees makes you wet no matter what kind of conversation you’re having.

“Yeah? Do you want to taste me?”

“Sweetheart, you know you’ve always been my favorite meal.”

He lightly pushes you onto the bed so you’re lying flat on it, and he grabs the waistband of your shorts to pull down your legs. You must be fucked in the goddamn head because it doesn’t seem to matter how much time has passed, your heart will always belong to Dean.

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grapejuicestyless · 3 months

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In My DNA

JJ Maybank x fem!reader

Summery: Y/n and JJ have been seeing each other for months, but when it all ends, JJ is left to deal with the consequences of his actions.

“Just because I don’t love you in the way you want me to, doesn’t mean I love you any less.” My heart pounded in my ears, the sound of crushing aluminum and dry grass crunching underneath my shoes as I followed her across the front lawn.

“JJ, stop.” She puts her hand behind her, trying to plead for me to stop following. Our chase makes a scene, even if we are alone in the open morning breeze. But the feeling of eyes looking at us makes me aware of the curious gazes of our nosy friends, with their palms pressed against the window to watch.

“No, no, I won’t stop until you tell me what I’ve done wrong!” I try to stay calm, her shaky voice already setting off my bubbling anger. I am an angry person, I have so much to be mad at the world for. Though I do not show it frequently, I find myself ticked off by the tiny things until it breaks the surface and the pent up frustration turns into bloodthirsty hate.

Y/n is a sensitive person, she has so much empathy that sometimes I worry she’ll end up destroying herself with it. She doesn’t cry often, but her mouth twitches and her eyes squint in ways that give away her emotions to any given situation, the way her lips tremble or her voice cracks gives her facade away. Shes a good person, a kind girl and a great friend. She’s far too good for me, and that’s something I’m still trying to accept. Those are just the card’s I was dealt, it’s the game I have to play.

She huffs, walking away further until the grass turns to dirt road overgrown with weeds and littered with pebbles that crunch underneath speeding tires.

“Y/n, stop!” My hand grabs her wrist, yanking her back to my body, the thump of my chest hitting her shoulder blades echoing between our bodies, leaving us breathless for a passing moment.

“What do you want from me, JJ?” She spins to look at me, really look at me. Her eyes are filled with something just short of hate and her mouth is wobbling like a child’s. She’s got this kicked puppy dog look about her that makes my heart ache, and I just can’t place why.

“I wanna talk!” I hope she can read the confusion on my face, because her sudden shortness with me after all of our peace together puzzles me. I’ve only now just realized I can’t exactly read her as well as she can read me.

“Then talk!” She shouts, pushing off of my chest but stepping forward again just so we can be nose to nose.

“Why are you so angry?”

“Why are you such a dick!” She pushes away again, spinning on her heals and rushing across the dirt path to where it becomes thick rock mixed with broken cement.

“Would you just stop!” I don’t mean to yell, not at anyone and especially not at her. I want to know why she’s so upset, not make her more worked up. I need to fix this, whatever this is.

“Sorry, sorry. I don’t mean to yell.” My calloused hands cup her arms, working her around until she faces me again. She doesn’t fight my touch, letting the warmth of my palms cover her upper arms and squeeze over the soft skin.

“Please, tell me what I did wrong so I can fix it. I can’t think of anything that I’ve done to make you so angry!” Leaning forward, I try to press my forehead to hers, to breathe in the sweet smell of her perfume, get a taste of the fleeting memory of her.

She’s the closest thing to heaven, god sent, my angel. I can’t even think why she would be mad at me, not when I haven’t done anything to her.

“That’s the problem, Jay. You haven’t done anything.” She cries out desperately, trying to make me understand what she’s saying. The look in her eyes tells me she feels betrayed but I just can’t place a finger on it, so she’ll explain it for me.

“I gave you everything I had to offer and you promised me it was enough, but you keep taking things from me and I have nothing left to give.”

Oh.

Y/n is my best friend, the sweetest girl on the cut. A mind beyond her years and a heart so full and feeling, it’s hard to not love her. But poor sweet Y/n, too innocent for the cruelty of the world came knocking on my window for help. Big eyes and swollen lips, too nervous to ask anyone else for help.

I tell her over the course of a few months that I’ll help her, teach her all she needs to know. I steal her firsts out of my own greed, take them at her own pace and promise it’ll always be enough. Until I take the final things from her and she has nothing left to give up. I have nothing else to gain, and neither does she.

But I guess when hooking up with someone as soft and sweet as Y/n, I forgot just how delicate things can get, how mean it can be to just leave them.

“You are enough, nothing will change that.” I can keep telling her this, but to her theres no convincing and in some ways she smart for it, for never being naive. How can you trust someone who just up and leaves when something good becomes something they depend on? She would never know how dependent I was on her, of course, because I would never tell her how long after the night was over, when she was asleep with her cheek pressed against my chest I would stay awake a little longer just so I could keep playing with her hair or admire her face. She wouldn’t know because I’d never tell her.

“You made me feel dirty.” She says it so quietly, but her voice shakes nonetheless. Pointing fingers into my chest and backing me out into the dusty path more and more, spilling tears silently and letting them turn the dust into mud.

“I gave you what you wanted!” I try to argue, but we both know my words are meaningless. We both knew what she wanted, what we wanted, but if I play dumb maybe she’ll be less hurt by it.

“No, I gave you what you wanted! You couldn’t give me mine even if the world depended on it!” She only says these things because I’ve hurt her. I recognize that her feelings are valid, that by spending my evenings dedicated to her and then up and leaving so suddenly I’ve left an impression of greed on her. I’ve taken what she could offer and left her with nothing.

“Just because I don’t love you in the way you want me to, doesn’t mean I love you any less.” I try to paint the words into her mind, let her know that I do love her, I always will, but I have to remind her who I am. Beyond the surface, I’m still a Maybank. The thought of having her and losing her just like my loved ones before me drives me crazy even just thinking about it, so I can’t let myself act on how I feel for her, because it would never be fair.

“And just because you love me doesn’t mean I feel loved by you.” When she leaves, it’s quietly, soft sniffles and heaving breaths fading into the morning sun. I feel the watchful eyes of our friends observing us like hawks, and the hateful eyes of the majority boring a hole into my head. If it wasn’t known before, it is now.

JJ Maybank, the pogue who broke the rules and paid the price for his selfishness. But really, who didn’t see this coming? It’s who I am, it’s in my DNA.

#jj maybank x pogue!reader #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x routledge!reader #jj mayback imagine #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank x you #jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jjmaybankangst #jjmaybank

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ghostlychief · 4 months

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i saw that your requests are open, but i didn't see any rules for requests or anything, so let me know if there's something that you are uncomfortable with doing.

that being said, could we get a whump master chief fic where he comes back from a mission but he's a little scuffed and injured, and we take care of him? or maybe vice versa, where reader comes back from a planetary survey or something like that but encountered some malicious people there and came back slightly injured, so it's chief that takes care of us? (feel free to choose from either of these, i just couldn't decide which one to put down so i put both lol)

and thank you!! your master chief fics are amazing and have given me some very good dreams c;

I love the idea where John takes care of reader for once (since he’s usually the one all banged up from his missions) and thank you for your sweet message!! hope you enjoy <3

the one where John takes care of you

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You weren’t used to combat, seeing that you were a civilian and a scientist. However, you did receive basic training due to the climate of the galaxy, and the never-ending threat of the Covenant, but again, you weren’t military.

So, needless to say you were a little thrown off when you came into contact with non-friendlies on the planet you were surveying. You were currently in the Luyten system, specifically Luyten 726-8, checking out an outer rim planet that had a small set of colonies. You and your team quickly found out they weren’t welcoming colonies, and in fact were offended at your arrival.

Luckily, three marines were stationed on this mission with you and your small team of five, but you didn’t come out of the altercation completely unscathed.

You were left with a few cuts and scrapes, and some bruising on your arms and ribs. Nothing a little R&R couldn’t fix. You were fine, and felt alright despite what happened. You were more concerned what John’s reaction would be when you got back to Reach. Hopefully he wouldn’t hear wind of this since you had a week journey back to home base. You figured most of your injuries would heal by then, but you think you’ve bruised or maybe broken a rib, so that one is for sure still going to be there by the time you touch down.

Nothing you can do now expect wait.

~*~*~

You let out a sigh as the aircraft finally touches down on base. The way back home wasn’t pleasant in the slightest. Everyone was on edge after what happened on Luyten 726-8 and being injured didn’t help the mood. In addition, you didn’t get nearly as many samples as you would have liked, so that means another mission is on the horizon. Lovely.

The only thing getting you through the day is that you get to see John. You had little to no contact with him while you were away, so you’ve been impatiently waiting for your reunion. Your boots haven’t even made it off the ramp when you spot John waiting for you in the hanger. He’s in his civies and he’s standing with his arms crossed, waiting. His face only softens when he makes eye contact with you, and your legs pick up their pace, and move into a light jog in order to reach him.

He envelops you in his long arms, and you wrap yours around his middle, and you subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

Once you’ve hugged him for a few minutes, you finally release your hold on him, and step back to look up into his light eyes. You grant him a smile and he offers one in return, but it drops when he notices the bruises littering your arms and the red scrapes on your knuckles. His hand grasps yours and he rubs his thumb over the ridges of your knuckles and then brings it up to his lips and leaves a tender kiss there. He then asks, “What happened?”

A sigh leaves your lips as you explain, “We were ambushed and didn’t have much back-up. But we’re all okay, just a little banged up.” Your shoulders rise in a small shrug. John lets out a hum, still examining you and then says, “Next time I’ll make sure they send more than three marines. It’s absurd they didn’t send more security detail with you in the first place.”

“Well, why don’t you just come with me next time?” You tease, still smiling up at him.

He brushes his thumb under your eye, along your cheek bone and says, “That can be arranged.”

-*-*-

Hours later finds you back at your apartment waiting for John to be done in the bathroom for your “surprise.” He finally emerges and guides you in. You’re immediately met with a soft glow caused by the dozens of candles lit around your cozy bathroom. The tub is filled high, almost overflowing with bubbles that smell like lavender, and there are two glasses filled with red wine on the counter.

A small gasp leaves your lips, and John wastes no time getting you into the tub, him following behind you. You’re sitting comfortably in-between his legs, and you lean back into your boyfriend, finally feeling relaxed in the last few weeks.

Your eyes shut from the warmth of the water, and due to the embrace of your boyfriend, and you fight the urge to fall asleep. He brings his head down to kiss along your neck and shoulder.

He hums against your skin, “I’m sorry for what happened to you on your last expedition.” His hands come up and start lightly massaging your shoulders, releasing all of the tension built up there. You let out a small groan, and quietly you say, “Thank you. Could have been a lot worse than it was. Just happy to be back home for a while.” You crane your neck at John’s deft hands working the muscles there.

He trails his hands down your side and John wraps his arms around your middle, hugging you from behind. As they brush over your bruised ribs, you flinch a little, catching his attention. "What's wrong, are you okay?"

He moves his hands so they now rest on your arms as he waits for your answer.

"Yeah, I just bruised a few ribs, nothing major." You think you hear a sigh leave his lips.

“I talked to head of security for your section, and from now on there will be extra security detail assigned to all your missions.”

Of course, he talked to head of security.

“You know how I feel about you using your, status, for work-related things, John.” You weren’t really mad at him, but sometimes it made you feel self-conscious, and that people judged you by not thinking you deserved the job title you possessed.

“Can you let me take care of you?” There’s a light lilt in his voice as he asks this, and he leaves a kiss on your temple.

“Hmm, I guess so. Besides, you’re a pretty good masseuse. Maybe I should get beat up more often.”

He scoffs and you're certain he's shaking his head. He brings his mouth close to your ear, and says "How about, no."

His tone is dry, making you laugh. Although you slightly flinch again, as the pain in your ribs flares up. You know that John felt you jerk again, so his hands rub down your arms in a comforting way, and he kisses your head again.

You lean further back into him, and enjoy his tender touches for the remainder of the night, thankful he's here for you.

-*-*-

#master chief x reader #master chief x you #master chief fanfiction #master chief request #master chief imagine #halo master chief x reader #halo master chief x you #halo master chief request #halo master chief imagine #halo master chief fluff #requests #fluff #master chief fluff

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marymary-diva17 · 4 months

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He your son you idiot (modern au)

Jake x reader x neytiri

When you and your spouse had agreed on having kids there were many things that were discussed, and one of them was what parenting will be like. It was agreed on that the children will be given love and support, and there will be no favoritism show in the family and house. The was something you had been trying to avoid as you knew favoritism can be bad for everyone. What happens when that promise had been broken,how much can these acts of favoritism happen until it boil overs.

Y/n “ ………” the sully home was very quite was quite as everyone was off at school and work today, but soon your phone had rang getting your attention.

y/n " hello ... oh yes this is her how may I help you ... I will be there right away" you had hang up the phone call and soon collected your things and soon rush to the kids school, there was incident at school that involved loak.

y/n " please don't let it be that bad please" you soon entered the school and made your way towards the headmaster office. You soon reach it to see lo'ak sitting on a bench, you soon looked at him and gasped.

y/n " sweetie what happened"

lo'ak " I got into a fight mom with these boys"

y/n " don't worry when we get home we will make sure you get cleaned up and healed, tell me what happened"

lo'ak " I know I promised to stay out of fights mom and I have been doing good in school, but today it seems like lucky was not on my side"

y/n " I understand but please tell me what lead to this fight"

lo'ak " it all started when ...." soon the office door had opened and you soon looked up to see Jake and neytiri standing there.

Jake " dad and mom"

neytiri " lo'ak what happened"

lo'ak " a fight I can explain myself"

Jake " I hope you can young man"

headmaster " lo'ak sully parents I will love to have some words with you three"

y/n " it will be okay once we are done talking we will come get you"

Jake " come on lets go and see what this boy had done now"

You had given Lo’ak one last look of love and support before you entered the office with your spouse and sat with the headmaster.

Headmaster “ as you all can see and have been told you son Lo’ak sully has been in a fight”

Jake “ yes we are sorry for his behavior and I will make sure it doesn’t happen again”

Y/n “ Jake”

Jake “ no that boy has gotten into so many fights already why cant he calm his anger”

Neytiri “ oh Lo’ak what are we going to do about him”

Y/n “ excuse me sir can you please explain more of the situation to us”

Headmaster “ well there as some conflict in the hallways today after some words were said, and soon enough the fight had started between all of the boys and Lo’ak … lucky enough neteyam and aonung were able to break it up with the help of Rotxo and spider but there are some people to blame for his fight and another matters”

Jake “ Lo’ak sir we are sorry about his lately he hasn’t been the same”

Headmaster “ yes I will like to address that was well as this fight is connected to other matters, Lo’ak hasn’t been doing well in school for the past couple months as you all know and after some investigation we found out why …”

JAke “ we know why he a trouble maker that why he never does anything right like his siblings and now he gotten his friends and cousins involved”

Neytiri “ did anyone else get hurt in the fight”

Headmaster “ well not that much but there are some to be some matters we need to discuss with the others boys families and your sons friends families as well”

Jake “ yes sir let that happened”

Y/n “ Jake please clam down”

Jake “ ……” soon the other families had came into the room and they all looked disappointed.

Ronal “ it seems like Lo’ak keeps on getting in trouble”

Norm “ Jake what happened I get a call telling my son was involved in fight, that included loak”

Jake “ yes I’m sorry everyone as it seem like my son as done something completely stupid”

Y/n “ Jake we haven’t heard the whole story yet”

Mother “ back here once again you playing the same tune over and over, always standing up for the punk child you have”

Y/n “ leave my son out of this matter right now”

Tonowari “ what going to happen”

Jake “ I and neytiri have made a plan”

Y/n “ a plan without speaking with me his mom your guys wife”

Neytiri “ because you baby him to much that why we are here, if you have done a better job then our family will be perfect and our marriage will be perfect as well”

Y/n “ what are you talking about”

Jake “ we can deal with this later as today onwards Lo’ak will no longer be a problem for anyone here as I’m having him sent to boarding school”

Y/n “ Jake he our son why send him away”

Jake “ I’m doing what best for everyone that boy need discipline and the school, can deal with him and there nothing else you can do”

Y/n “ no you are not sending him away like that”

Neytiri “ it to late it has already been decided he going that all, we will pay for any damage at had been caused because of loak”

Headmaster “ which school will be sending him”

Jake “ this school I had been told about it before and decided enough was enough, in doing what best for my family and everyone else” some of the adults agreed on this decision while you and headmaster along with Norm felt worried. Jake soon gave the flyer to the headmaster who looked over it.

Headmaster “ I have some friends who work there I will give them a call, and send over Loak information”

Jake “ thank you once again I’m sorry for my son actions everyone, I will make sure it never happens again in the future” soon the meeting had ended and everyone gather up their kids and left for home. It was easy to tell nothing good was going to come out of these decisions made. Once the sully family arrived home there was a family meeting.

Jake “ after this week you will be going to you new school loak”

Loak “ new school”

Neytiri “ I and your father have decided you need to attend boarding school, this school is highly recommended and will help deal with your delinquent behavior”

Loak “ no you can’t send me away”

Jake “ it always done you are leaving within a week”

Look “ mama did you know”

Jake “ no you mama didn’t know we did this behind her back, as we knew she will stop us you have disappointed us all expected your mama but needs to happen loak”

Loak “ but dad hear me out if you will just…”

Jake “ no you have done enough look at what happened to your brother snd spider, along with Ao’nung and Rotox they were hurt because of you … it all because of you never thinking about anyone else but yourself”

Y/n “ Jake stop it he still our son your son”

Jake “…….”

Loak “ when I leave can I stay in contact with all my siblings and cousin, along with my friends as well I still wish to speak with tsireya as well like we do all the time” loak was looking at Jake hoping for some good news.

Jake “ after today your contact with your cousins and friends will be limited, and that means mostly tsireya as well their parents had asked for this after the trouble that had been caused today”

Loak “ dad please no”

Jake “ I’m sorry son but these are the consequences of your actions, maybe in time you can be in contact with everyone else but for now it limited or will be no contact at all”

Loak “ ……….”

Y/n “ Jake don’t you think that to harsh”

Jake “ no and the same thing goes for you siblings as well, we will all need time to adjust to the situation your mama will be different situation”

Loak “ yes dad I’m sorry”

Jake “ you can leave now and make sure to apologize to everyone, I will not have you leave here without saying sorry” Loak had nodded his head and soon walked off, to his room upstairs.

Y/n “ you thinking sending him away will be a good solution”

Jake “ yes we can no longer deal with him like this, and this has affected our family enough it might start effecting us more as well”

Neytiri “ think about Tuk she so young she will soon pick his behavior we don’t need that, and we need to think about neteyam and Kiri as well wasting their time fixing his mistakes”

Y/n “ he just a teen and maybe there more to story”

Jake “ well you can believe that all you want but he leaving if like it or not” you didn’t say anything else as you soon left to go make dinner, tonight dinner was not that happy as the rest of the kids were told of news of loak leaving.

That night

Y/n “ hey buddy”

Loak “ hey mama”

Y/n “ I’m sorry loak I was not able to protect you from all that was happening in school”

Loak “ that headmaster told you didn’t he”

Y/n “ yes he called me after dinner and the teacher left messages as well, I’m sorry my son”

Loak “it okay mama hey maybe when I leave everyone will throw a party, yes in honor of me being gone for good and everyone being rid of bad child”

Y/n “ oh loak” you soon hugged your son as he cried a bit he was leaving everyone and everything he loved behind. There was no stopping it now it was go to this school or what else he dad thought up. True to Jake words contact with his friends and others were limited or didn’t happen.

The day of Loak leaving

Speaker “ flight 26789 will be departing soon at gate 23B”

Loak “ that my flight”

Jake “ yes it this someone at the school will be waiting to pick you up there, and take you there”

Loak “ yes sir”

Neytiri “ it will be some time until we can see you again for a visit”

Loak “ yes ma’am”

Y/n “ come on I will walk you to the gate”

Jake “ y/n we can …..”

Y/n “ in taking my son to gate as it will be a long time until I see him again” you soon walked off with Loak and his backpack, and his suitcase were being loaded onto the plane.

Y/n “ it going to be a long flight you own”

Loak “ yes mama I know”

Y/n “ all on your own”

Loak “ I will be fine mama no need to cry or worry”

Y/n “I’m going to miss you honey but I know you will do great that this school, even your old headmaster and teachers said that as well”

Loak “ yes”

Y/n “ there will be some forms you will need to drop off once you get there, but once there you get to make some decisions as well”

Loak “ I know mama I have decided on something already, I texted everyone and try to start a FaceTime call but got nothing”

Y/n “ I’m sorry you didn’t get to a proper send off”

Loak “ well I love this send off mama”

Y/n “ good I pack some snacks and stuff you like along with money as well, if you need help on anything call me and family”

Loak “ yes mama hey I might come back a changed boy”

Y/n “ don’t change that much”

Loak “ what about them how are you going to be”

Y/n “ I will be okay and hey maybe it time I take some of advice we were given by him” loak laughed a bit at what you had said.

Loak “ you are going to be great mom”

Y/n “ you are going to be great as well now go along, I love you”

Loak “ I love you as well” mother and son hugged one more time, before you watched loak walk onto the plane and wave goodbye. You saw his plane take off and soon head back towards the entrance you knew your son will do well but nothing will ever be the same again around here.

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treason-and-plot · 10 months

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“Hello, Roy,” says Sonia, sitting up a little straighter and compressing her lips. “Please sit down. Not here. Over there.”

“Roy had a big night,” says Violet. She pauses. “He hasn’t had any sleep. “

“Honestly, Roy,” says Sonia. “When are you going to grow up?”

“Pfffft. Growing up is for babies,” says Roy. He snickers to himself and sits down on the stone garden seat. “Where are the kids?”

“Gone to look at the fishpond,” says Sonia. “There’s some important things I have to say and it’s better if they’re not here. It might upset them.”

“Where’s the fishpond?" says Roy.

“Did you hear what I just said?” says Sonia.

Roy winks and smiles at her. It’s a beautiful day, and the surrounding rose bushes fill the air with a sweet and delicate perfume. Not that he can smell too much at the moment, but he can use his imagination. Someone told him once that not everyone has the ability to recall scents, which he found surprising. He can effortlessly remember the scents of all the significant women in his life, for example. Saoirse had a faint peppery scent, Anya smells like sunlight bouncing off the ocean. Sonia smells like linen and warm milk. Sonia is not returning his smile. He can’t quite recall what Violet smells like. He would like to lick her arm to jog his memory. Taste is very strongly intertwined with smell, apparently.

“Roy. I need you to listen to what I’m about to say,” says Sonia.

“Sure, hon,” he says. “I have something very important to say too. But you go first. I’m all ears. You look fucking fantastic, by the way. Doesn’t she, Vi? Obviously whatever treatment you’re having in here is doing wonders. I mean, you’d hope so, for the prices they charge. But who cares about money when it’s my wife’s health and happiness at stake, right?”

“I’m not your wife any more, Roy,” says Sonia. “Which is something that- “

“Slip of the tongue,“ he says. “Heh, you like a bit of tongue slip, don’t you hon? I bet Violet could vouch for that. Sorry. That probably wasn’t appropriate. Okay, I’ll be quiet. Please say what you have to say. Then I’ll say what I have to say. Deal? ”

Sonia briefly closes her eyes. Violet squeezes her hand. Roy sniffs and clears his throat several times.

“I have learnt a lot in my group therapy sessions about the importance of boundaries,” says Sonia. “We set very few boundaries when our marriage ended, Roy, and that’s been hugely detrimental to my emotional well-being. Not having boundaries has meant that I haven’t given myself space to heal.”

“What do you mean, space to heal?” says Roy. “Heal from what?”

“The breakdown of our marriage,” says Sonia. "Obviously."

“Cut to the chase, Sonia. I don't have any tolerance for this therapy-speak bullshit. What are you trying to say?” says Roy. Suddenly there are shadows leaking behind the rose bushes, spreading like spilled ink.

“I need to cut off all contact with you for the sake of my mental health, Roy, ” says Sonia. “That’s what I’m saying.“

#roy #5 years later #back to bridgeport #violet #sonia #sims 3

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aro-comics · 2 years

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Growth (Part 3)

Growth, 3/3 - And … with that, we finish off yet another series 🐸🐸 I hope y’all enjoyed the ride, I know it’s been a long wait for this, but I really wanted to take my time and craft this comic and what I had to say with it (and also take my time with these last few greenhouse scenes haha).

I don’t think the ways in which amatonormativity affects us has been explored as much, since our awareness of the topic is so new. Or at the very least, I haven’t seen much discussion and I feel like we’re all just taking stabs at it atm. So here’s my take, it’s something I’ve reflecting on for quite some time, and I hope you’ve found it interesting too.

Also, this is less relevant to aromanticism, but I wanted to sign off on this: I know growing up I really clung to the idea of finding the *right* relationship, romantic or not, to be this kind of … magical key, to fixing many of my personal problems. But as I’ve learned through my own experiences, sometimes all you really need is the time and space to rest, to recover, and the will to try again at the end of the day (or the next morning, or whenever your strength returns).

If love and relationships have been the key to your healing and growth – fantastic! I’m genuinely so happy for you, and I think that is beautiful. But to anyone that needs to hear it, you can be fine too without. Your growth can be something that you shape and lead, and for what it’s worth. I think you will find at the end of the day the path you carve for yourself will be beautiful in its own ways, too.

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Slide 1: Celia shrugs “Overall, I think it’s just that society puts a lot of emphasis on celebrating growth in relation to romantic love.”

Slide 2: “It’s all too common for me to hear people talk about how someone became nicer after they’ve found “the one”, how much better they are with a lover than without”

A younger Celia is shown studying as she listens to her parents converse. They say:

“You remember [redacted]?”

“Yeah”

“Yeah, he finally got a girlfriend and its like he did a complete 180 as a person. He’s so much nicer and more patient now …”

Slide 3: Celia says “ – and as an aro, I just … wish that there was just as much focus, and celebration, for the ways people grow in the absence of romance, or any kind of relationship.”

Slide 4: “Because that family friend was wrong.”

Slide 5: “I did grow, past the lack of confidence and the so-called shyness, all of these traits that supposedly I would have gotten as a part of falling in love.”

A pot of ferns is drawn growing, unfurling, reaching towards the top of the panel.

Slide 6: “I became strong, confident. More patient and kind and understanding than I had ever been, all of these traits that supposedly would have been the rewards of love,”

Celia sits in her gardening attire. From her hand floats a fern unfurling, with sparkles in the background.

Slide 7: “Except I didn’t fall in love. I wasn’t motivated by any person, romantically or platonically or otherwise. And as much as I wish it was because I embraced self-love … it actually wasn’t either.

I grew because I had finally been given enough space to heal from what had been hurting me back then. And because I wanted to.”

Slide 8: “People love to say that everyone eventually blooms in the presence of “true love”, but I’ve always disagreed. Celia is illustrated talking to a blank person, from which a speech bubble shows a flowering plant. Celia says “I don’t agree”.

Slide 9: Back in the greenhouse, Celia is shown watering plants as the sun shines behind her. “In nature, not every plant flowers.”

Slide 10: “And those plants are no less beautiful for it.”

Shot pans out into the wider greenhouse, an array of nonflowering plants depicted around Celia as she stands with her watering can. The afternoon sun pours into the building, illuminating her and her surroundings.

#regularcomic #GrowthComic

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aziraphales-library · 5 months

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Hi! Hope you are doing fine :) The second season has only aired and I imagine it will be months and months before this one gets answered, but I think my question will still be relevant and possibly will get more answers by the time we all stop hurting so much.

So, I've seen the post about how naive we all were about ineffable husbands figuring their shit out immediately after notapocalypse (or like AT ALL) and how used we are to all the difficulties being settled off-screen or ignored and rushing to happy parts. And as we see in season 2 this is not the case at all, and all their trauma/habit of not talking to each other and whatever else really needs to be resolved before any happy ending is possible. What fics can you recommend about Hard Work Being Done with happy results (canon-compliant to either first or both seasons)?

Hello. Here are some canon compliant fics in which communication and effort happen...

Locked In by RepQueen15 (T)

After four weeks of Crowley crying and moping over Aziraphale, Maggie and Nina had started scheming. He’d registered it all, the cleared throats and the hints about ‘helping revamp the cafe soon.’ Crowley cursed himself for not waking the fuck up from his stupor and getting them to stop. He knew it was over. He knew. He’d given it all he’d got. And Aziraphale had forgiven him. He’d fucking forgiven Crowley. Fuck Maggie and Nina. They did this. ‘This’ being locked in the cafe. Locked inside the walls of ‘Give Me Coffee Or Give Me Death,’ with him. Aziraphale. God-fucking-damn he hated his life. * Or: Crowley and Aziraphale get trapped together and have to have a Serious Talk About Their Relationship.

on one wounded wing by shoebox_addict (T)

“I'm done with Heaven,” said Aziraphale, with conviction. He’d had a long time to think this through, he knew where he stood now. “I'm on our side.” “You've said that before.”

Something lasts forever by Aidaran (T)

After Aziraphale leaves, Crowley is left to drink himself to death and be just as miserable as he can be. Lucky for him, Nina doesn't have patience for drunk demons in his shop, and Maggie is always willing to give a helping hand. Or, How Give me Coffee or Give me Death became an unexpected embassy for hell and heaven forces to gather, so certain ground rules had to be set. ------- "Still taking care of him?" Maggie said softly as Crowley exhaled with annoyance and reclined his back on her counter. "I want to prove him wrong. Some things do last forever. I want him to come back and see they do." “And then what?” He looked confused for a second. Truth was, he wasn’t letting himself think too much about what would happen when the angel returned. If he returned. He’d been avoiding that pain for millenia and wasn’t going to start allowing it to creep in. “Well, haven’t got my plan that far yet.”

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better by elf_on_the_shelf (T)

Armageddon came and went and Crowley is trying his hardest to get whatever it was that he had hoped and dreamed for millennia to have with Aziraphale going. Unfortunately for him, the angel is not there yet. Unfortunately for both of them, Crowley, despite him being a darn optimist, really can't wait any longer. This is a fic that explores all of their inner turmoil and means to address as much as it can of their past trauma. It's a fic about healing old wounds and the both of them getting to be better supernatural entities all on their own before they try their hand at any type of relationship. Or: Crowley gets therapy by means of tough love. Aziraphale has a long - and I do mean long - talk with himself.

wartimes by ffonippop (G)

Crowley decides he's gotten too sentimental in his time on Earth. He fucks off to Canis Major to listen to angry, scorned, and bitter songs, adamantly avoiding break-up ones for his health and sanity, but Aziraphale, the bastard, invites him back to the bookshop for a post-breakup debrief. Much like the constellation Crowley's chosen to sulk at, Crowley is just a kicked puppy who can't refuse a beck and call. Still, he doesn't make it easy.

Sunlight or Demise by verovex (T) Anathema had once said she couldn’t see Adam’s aura, and it should’ve been more of a red flag, but the reality was it had just been so large she couldn’t see it for what it was. For Crowley, it was the same thing with trying to see reciprocation from Aziraphale. * The enormity of love was, by all accounts, indecipherable. Aziraphale had known what love felt like in this world. At least, he thought he understood it. He felt it all around him. He always had. Sometimes, it was stronger in particular places than in others. But, there was something blurred about it all if you looked too close. He’d realized that Heaven never felt like this, yet it’s where you were taught that it should exist. Aziraphale had started to wonder. He couldn’t decide when the thought first came around that perhaps the love he felt had actually been what was sifting between him and Crowley. At some point, it was easier to be humbled by the complacency of what they’d always been showing each other than outright admitting it for what it was. But that wasn't enough anymore.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #good omens s2 #communication #reconciliation #therapy #canon compliant #mod d

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foggyfanfic · 6 months

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Bruno's Health After the Walls

This has probably been done before, in fact there's an analysis of the long term effects Bruno's terrible posture has probably had on his spine out there somewhere, that lives rent free in my head. But I wanna do it anyways!

So, let's talk about how living in the walls for ten years probably affected Bruno's health.

First and foremost, let's talk about what isolation does to a person, particularly lack of human touch. Because Bruno was probably ok listening in on his family's conversations, but he has gone a decade without a single hug. I'm sure most of us have heard of that one study where they took a couple of orphaned babies and just didn't give them any physical contact. The babies almost died. So yeah! Bruno is not ok.

Then there's lack of sunlight. It's possible that he's been sneaking out to get fresh air every once in a while, so we'll say this is minimal. But a slight vitamin D deficiency still means lethargy, insomnia, bone/muscle pain, and his OCD would be worse (sunlight helps boost serotonin). So, Bruno is not ok.

He's probably malnourished, even if he's stealing enough food from the kitchen quantity wise, his cooking limitations and reliance on scraps probably means he's not getting a balanced diet. Depending on what nutrients he's not getting this could lead to muscle loss, decrease bone density, affect his immune system, and cause heart problems. And if he's relying too much on a certain food group that could lead to all sorts of long term damage to his digestive system, think things like an overworked liver. Bruno is not ok.

Sanitation is another thing, we see that his living space is overrun with rats. They are a remarkably clean animal, but they still have to poop and stuff. Overexposure to feces of any animal exposes you to all types of disease, viruses, bacteria, mold, you name it. Combined with how dusty it is back there and Bruno is probably breathing the grossest air in human history, possibly doing permanent damage to his respiratory system. Bruno is not ok.

Finally, add in the physical activity required for him to navigate in the walls. There's that big ass hole in the floor that he's apparently been vaulting over for years now. While running is good for your cardiovascular health, it is hell on your joints, and if he already has all of the problems listed above it’s a miracle his knees haven’t given out. Some have suggested that Julieta’s food only heals people if she’s the one giving it, let’s hope for Bruno’s sake that’s not the case, because otherwise… Bruno is NOT ok.

In conclusion, Bruno is not ok after spending ten years in the walls and he is going to need some serious rehabilitation. Honestly, realistically, I would expect him to have scurvy, or be missing hair and fingernails, or something; but it’s a kid’s movie so let’s just handwave a little and say the miracle has prevented the worst of it. The good news is he seems to have held up remarkably well mentally speaking, and is only a little crazy, so with some love and support (and healing magic) he’s still able to have a happy life.

#bruno madrigal #encanto #bruno encanto #bruno headcanons #Bruno Madrigal analysis #foggy rambles

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raya-hunter01 · 7 months

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Fade Into You Part. 3

Prequel Lights, Camera, Action!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Shantell)

Roman x Black Female OC! Tangela

Solo x Black Female OC! Sofia

Jimmy x Trin

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; oral, sex, fluff, masturbation

FADE INTO YOU

Summary: This is the Prequel for Lights, Camera, Action! How does an outburst on your first day lead to a lifelong friendship with the Tribal Chief Roman Reigns and the stands the test of time. How does that friendship introduce you to a special group of people that will become your family.

When did the lines get blurred between friendship and wanting a relationship with one of your best friends Mr. Main Event Jey Uso. Follow the friendships, and relationships of how they all came to be the one big happy family we all know and love in Lights, Camera, Action.

One Week Later

Pensacola Fl,

Shantell’s Condo

“So you mean to tell me you and Jey ain’t never did anything?” my mom asked looking at me in shock. “No mama we haven’t. We’re friends that’s all,” I said wishing she would drop the subject.

“So all the nights he’s been in your room, ya’ll ain’t did nothin’?” she asked again pushing the subject. “Nope….Nothing,” I said as she laughed.

“I don’t buy it, I felt the heat in that hospital room, ya’ll like each other,” my mom said as I shook my head.

“Mama, we are friends, he’s going through a divorce. His wife cheated on him and he’s going through a lot right now,” I said as my mother's eyes bout popped out of her head.

“Girl who stupid enough to cheat on that man, he fine as hell. Not fine as Joe but he fine,” she said as I laughed.

“Mama he’s been hurt, he is trying to heal himself and I don’t want to get hurt,” I said honestly trying to hold back my tears as my mom sat beside me on the couch.

“Sweetie, you already in deep, I can tell you falling in love with him,” she said as I sighed knowing she was right. “I know mama, but I’m not going to act on it,” I said as my mother hugged me.

“You two are playing a dangerous game, and I just don’t want you to get hurt,” she said rubbing my back as I cried. “He won’t hurt me mama because I'm going to protect myself, I promise,” I assured her as she held me tighter.

“I hope not, I don’t want to have to hurt him,” she said as I laughed pulling away from her as the doorbell interrupted us.

“Are you expecting anyone?" my mom asked as I shook my head no. “It’s Joe baby,” she said looking out the window. “He was supposed to come by earlier today, but he should be at the arena by now,” I said readjusting my pillows on the couch.

Joe’s POV

I don’t know how I ended up here but I left the building in a panic. I’m losing control of everything. I knew what the results of my bloodwork meant.

“Hey sweetheart come in,” Mama Tanya said giving me a hug. “Thanks ma I just wanted to check on Shantell before I went to the arena,” I said following her into the living room. “Hey, bestie!” Shantell said smiling brightly at me as I couldn’t help but smile.

“Hey babydoll, how are you feeling?” I asked trying to act natural sitting beside her, putting her legs in my lap subconsciously rubbing them. “I’m doing okay, the pain is still getting to me at times but it’s a part of it,” she said shrugging her shoulders.

“I’m just glad you’re ok, you scared the fuck out me,” I said honestly before she cut me off “What’s really wrong bear? You were supposed to come over this morning before the show what happened? I mean you should be at the building getting ready by now,” Shan said grabbing my hand urging me to look at her. Damn, she could always pick up on when something is off with me.

“I was running behind getting to the arena, so I just decided to stop by for a few before I headed there,” I said as she sat up. “Lie number one you are never late getting to the building, what’s going on Joe?" she asked more urgently as I caved.

“They called me in early to go over my bloodwork, my white cell count is high,” I said trying to comprehend the news Mike had given me about an hour ago.

“Well what does that mean? she asked rubbing my hand as I sighed. “My body is fighting off something,” I said not wanting to say it out loud. I knew what my body was fighting off It had been doing it for eleven years.

“Do they know what it is?” she asked as I tried to hold it together. “My leukemia is back Shan,” I whispered as she instantly pulled me into a hug as I broke down and cried.

“It’s going to be ok, I’m here. You are going to beat this, you hear me,” she whispered as I held her tighter not able to form any words to sum up how I was feeling.

I had finally won the championship and my career was finally on track and everything was in jeopardy.

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Shantell’s POV

I knew Joe needed me and I would be there any way I could for him. I couldn't believe his cancer was back. “What is the next step?" I asked as he pulled away almost hiding himself. I knew he was prideful and probably didn’t want to show weakness in front of me.

“I got to forfeit the title tonight, and see my doctor tomorrow to see what the plan for treatment is,” he said as my mom came back in.

“Hey, I made ya’ll some coffee,” she said as Joe stood up rubbing his face as my mom touched his shoulder in comfort. "What’s wrong sweetheart?" she asked concerned as Joe tried to wrangle in his emotions.

“Ma, I’m ok. I just needed to see Shantell for a few minutes. I’m really running late, so I’ll see ya’ll after the show maybe if it ain’t too late,” Joe said giving her a hug.

“You sure because you know you can tell me anything,” my mom whispered as he held her tight. "I’m good ma, I promise," he said rubbing his eyes, trying to keep his tears at bay. “You don’t have to leave just yet Joe, stay a little longer,” I said as he sighed.

“I’m ok Shantell really, I’ll call you after the show to make sure you up and stop back by I promise,” he said leaning down, giving me another hug and a kiss on the cheek before quietly leaving.

“Is he ok Shantell?” my mom asked as I whipped my tears. “No, he’s not but he will be, “I said confidently refusing to believe he was sick. “I’ve never seen him like that,” my mom said going to the window to make sure he was ok.

“Ma, I need a favor,” I said as she turned to me already knowing what I was going to ask. “I already know, go get dressed. I’ll drop you off, but you better sit yo ass down somewhere when you get there,” she said as I laughed gently getting up and going to get dressed. I knew I had to be there for him.

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Monday Night Raw

Pensacola, FL

Jey’s POV

“My name is Joe and I’ve been fighting leukemia for eleven years,” Joe said trying to get himself together as a hush fell over the crowd. We were all standing in Gorilla as Joe poured his heart out. “It isn’t fair,” Trin whispered as Jimmy put his arm around her.

“Big Uce gon’ beat this like last time baby, I know it,” Jimmy said reassuring her as Paul went over to Seth and Dean. “Ya’ll meet him out there,” he said as they went further by the curtain.

“What about his real family? You could at least let Jimmy and Jey go out with them. You know his actual family, no disrespect ya’ll ” Trin said pointing to Seth and Dean as they both nodded in understanding as Paul came over and tried to smooth things over.

“I’m sorry Trin, Vince wanted them out there, they are doing an angle where Dean is going to turn on Seth later in the show,” Paul said as Trin rolled her eyes.

“Leave it to ya’ll to turn his tragedy into a fuckin storyline that doesn’t even make sense,” Trin said as Jimmy nodded in agreement. "Is it really necessary at this point," Jimmy asked as I agreed with him

“Look, what we trying to say is what’s going on should bring the characters together not have them feuding, “I said confused by their logic.

“My point exactly, that’s insane. You just reunited the group and now ya’ll breaking them up again,” Trin said as Paul shook his head in understanding.

“It wasn’t my call, it was Vince,” Paul said as Jimmy looked unsure of what to say as my phone went off.

Good Shantell was here, I kinda figured when Uce disappeared, he went to see her. I knew no matter what she would find a way to be here tonight, and she didn’t disappoint.

“Aye, I’ll be back I need to do something,” I said leaving them at the TV, watching Joe lay down his championship title. I’m glad Shantell texted, I needed a break from all of this.

The more Joe talked and fell apart, the harder it was getting for me to hold it together myself.

Shantell’s POV

“Mama you didn’t have to wait with me, Jey is on the way,” I said standing beside the car. “Girl shut up, I wanna make sure," she said as I smiled shaking my head at her antics. She was going to be messy, I just knew it.

“Hey, sorry it took so long,” Jey said jogging up to us as I gave him a small smile. “I was waiting on you Mr. Fatu, step in my office,” my mom said motioning him to come over to her car.

“Oh lord, there she go,” I muttered as he laughed. “What’s up Ma?" he asked leaning into the car as they embraced. I saw her whisper something in his ear as he blushed and nodded.

“What ya’ll talking about?” I asked as he turned and smiled at me.

“Well, I missed you too brat,” he said smartly as I rolled my eyes but hugged him as tight as my sore body would allow. “I missed your aggravating self too,” I said laughing as he chuckled caressing my back.

“And don’t you be worrying bout what me and mama got goin’ on,” he said laughing as I slapped him playfully on his back as my mom scoffed.

I pulled away and looked at her as she rolled her eyes. “Friends my ass,” I heard her whisper, as I tried to not blush.

“Jey or Joe will bring me home ma, you can go get some rest,” I said as she pointed at Jey “Take care of my baby Joshua, and don’t let her do a lot,” she said as Jey gently grabbed my hand.

“I got her Ma, she’s in the best hands possible,” he said waving at her, steering me towards the entrance. As I looked back at my mom, she shot me a wink and a smile before driving off. She is so messy, but I adore her.

“Thanks for coming to get me Jey,” I said as he turned and smiled at me. “Always Shan, I got you,” he said as the arena door opened and we were face to face with a shocked Joe.

“Shantell! What you doing here?” he asked coming straight to me, engulfing me in a gentle hug. “I wanted to be here for my brother,” I said rubbing his back.

“You should be resting, hell I was about to head to your house,” he said laughing as did I.

“I guess ya’ll had the same idea,” Jey said looking down, playing with his beard.

Jey’s POV

Looking at Shantell in Joe’s arms had me feeling some type of way. That in itself is stupid because he just found out life, and career-altering news... Who wouldn’t want a hug from their best friend…

Shantell said she loved Joe like a brother and in the short time I’ve known her, I know she wouldn’t lie to me. I also can’t deny it, there is some chemistry between them.

Trin and Jimmy walking out with their bags caught me off guard. “Bro, I got yo bags, Paul told us to go wit Uce. So, we were gon’ surprise Shantell wit a visit and maybe go get waffle house or something,” Jimmy said as I pointed and his eyes landed on Shantell as he dropped our bags in shock grinning as we all laughed.

“Hey Jimmy Jam,” Shantell said as he laughed walking closer to her.

“Well look at you up and around. It’s good to see you,” he said scooping her up in his arms as Shantell slightly winced but smiled. “It’s good to see you, brother,” she said as I frowned.

“You gotta be careful Uce she had surgery a week ago, don’t squeeze her like that,” I said making him put her down. “Sorry sis,” he said putting me down.

“It’s ok don’t worry about it,” Shantell said gently hitting my hand before giving Trin a hug. “It’s good to see you girly,” Trin said as Shantell smiled. “It’s good to see you too,” Shantell whispered as they held each other. Despite the circumstances, the gang was back together, and I felt complete.

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Joe’s POV

Looking at my family eating and joking around makes me feel blessed. Yes, tonight I had to forfeit my championship, but it would be my time again. I had a battle to fight and wit them all in my corner I knew I was ready for the challenge.

“Oh I love this song, come dance with me Shantell,” Trin said as “You” by Lloyd began to play as she stood up and took Shantell’s hand.

“Leave it to you to want to dance in the middle of waffle house,” Shantell said laughing as they went in front of the counter and began dancing.

“Them two is trouble, I swear they act like they've known each other all their life,” Jimmy said smiling at them dancing as Jey seemed to be watching Shantell like a hawk.

“She ain’t gon’ hurt herself Uce, she’s good,” I said reassuring him as I saw Shantell moving slower than Trin but staying in step with her.

“Yeah, you right,” Jey said pulling out his phone, sighing as his text alerts were going off back to back. I saw his eyes get wide before he pressed some buttons. “Uh, delete…You ain’t finna get me caught up,” Jey whispered as Jimmy, and I shared a knowing look.

“I know that ain’t Candy,” Jimmy said as Jey’s phone rang and he picked up. “Yea, it’s late what’s up?” he asked as I frowned. I hate that woman I swear.

“Yea I saw your picture…Uh, I’ma chill tonight cause I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Jey said as I raised my eyebrow in curiosity. “Look it ain’t happening Candy, goodnight,” Jey said hanging up.

“Do I even want to know?” I asked as Jey frowned. “She wanted some dick,” Jey said without missing a beat as Jimmy nearly spit out his juice.

“Wait what the hell,” I said laughing in disbelief. “You heard me, she sent me a nude picture sayin’ she missed me and wanted me to dick her down,” Jey said straight faced as I shook my head.

“Damn Uce, she desperately trying to work it out wit you huh,” Jimmy said as Jey scoffed. “Nah, she knows she’s not entitled to no money if we divorce. I’m just over the bullshit we got a session tomorrow and I’m dreading it” Jey said putting his phone done in exhaustion.

Yea, he needed this divorce the fast way. “It’s gon be over soon Uce, you just gotta ride the wave,” Jimmy said as Jey growled. “Aye, ya’ll could have danced with us,” Shantell said sitting beside me.

“Uh, we just had a little guy talk,” Jey said smiling as Shantell tilted her head in wonder but dropped the subject and took a sip of her juice.

I saw Jey stealing glances at Shantell as she and Trin were talking when he thought nobody was looking.

I knew I was right, he liked her..Bye-bye Candy and hello Shantell. Yeah, we all would be alright, I just knew we would be.

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Two Weeks later

Pensacola, FL

Joe’s 1st Annual Family Barbecue

Shantell’s POV

“Mama I could have drove myself, you didn’t have to,” I said as she personally walked me the door. “Uh, doctor said six weeks and it’s barely been three plus you still hurting. So that is end of that discussion Shantell,” my mom said as I sighed using my key to unlock Joe’s door and went inside.

“Oh, you got a key?” my mom asked surprised. “Mama don’t start,” I said as she laughed. “See ya’ll two playin’ games,” she said following me as I went into the kitchen to wash my hands. “Ain’t nobody playin’ mama,” I said as she scoffed at my words.

“Where is Joe?” my mom asked as I looked in the fridge to make sure Joe had got what I asked him for to make some side dishes.

“He’s on the way back from his doctor's appointment, his cousin Sefa took him. He had to get his chemo pills today,” I said shuffling around the kitchen.

“I pray it’s not hard on him, chemo is no joke,” my mom said as I nodded in agreement.

My grandmother had a hard battle with breast cancer and thank God she was in remission and back living in Ohio, but I truly missed her. I knew if anyone could do this it would be Joe and he would beat this again.

“Hey, he’s gonna beat this Shantell,” my mom reassured me as I smiled at her. "I know he will mama," I said trying to not think about the hard road I knew Joe had ahead of him.

Sefa’s POV

“Aye, let me open the door man,” I said taking Joe’s keys. “I’m good uce just the medical terms had me freaking out a little,” Joe said we made our way inside.

“Shantell we back,” Joe said as I smirked. “Shantell, as in Jey’s Shantell?” I asked as Joe nodded, then looked at me in confusion

“What you mean Jey’s Shantell?” Joe asked as I laughed. “Trin told me he likes her but is in denial,” I said as I saw Shantell and an older woman coming into the foyer.

“Hey how did it go?” she asked giving Joe a hug as I observed her. Ok, Josh, I see you bro, definitely an upgrade. Shantell was beautiful. “It went good, I start in the morning taking the chemo pills,” he said kissing her on the cheek.

“Uh, who is this, Joe?” the older lady asked as Joe laughed turning to me. “I’m sorry ya’ll this is my cousin Joseph, but we call him Sefa,” Joe said introducing me as I smiled waving at them. “Sefa, this is Shantell and her mother Tanya,” Joe said smiling brightly.

“It’s nice to meet ya’ll,” I said as Shantell smiled at me. “Nice to me you. The guys talk about you a lot,” Shantell said as I smiled at her.

“So you the twins brother huh?” Shantell’s mom asked smirking at me as I nodded. “Ya’ll damn Samoans so pretty,” she said as Shantell looked horrified. “Mama! I am so sorry Sefa,” She said as Joe, and I laughed.

“Aye, we got them good genes, what can I say. Uh, so what is smelling good in there?” I asked trying to change the subject to make Shantell feel less embarrassed.

“Oh, just a few things I’m preparing for the party, Mom don’t you need to be heading back,” she said steering her mother towards the door.

“Girl, I know when to get the hint, ya’ll have fun,” she said giving Shantell a hug as Joe stepped in. “I’ll walk you out Ma,” Joe said as she winked at him letting me know they had something to talk about. “I’ll check on the food, come help me Sefa,” Shantell said going into the kitchen, ushering me to join her.

Yea, she’s a looker, yea big brother is in trouble wit this one. I think she and Sofia will get along good. I hope….

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Dr, Collins's Counseling services

Pensacola, FL

Jey's POV

“Mr. Fatu, I promise we aren’t trying to railroad you. I think Candy would just like to know is there a chance for reconciliation?" Dr. Collins asked as I scoffed.

“She cheated, and don’t even get me started about all my money she spent on dumb shit,” I said looking at her in disgust.

“You never were home, you gotta own part of this too,” Candy said as I sighed.

“I was lonely Jey and I slipped up,” she said as I looked at the doctor. “Look, I know I agreed to this and all but I ain’t gon’ be the reason she uses for fucking up our marriage. This ain’t no slip up she has been havin’ an affair for the last year wit this dude,” I said as Dr. Collings nodded in understanding at me.

“I agree, Candy you got to take accountably somewhere,” she said as Candy began getting very dramatic. “I am!…I just want him to understand, I mean I know he has to have cheated on me on the road. It’s too many women there,” she said as I interrupted her.

“No, I never cheated because I respected my vows to yo ass. I could have had any woman I wanted but I wanted my wife. I watched the pain cheating caused my mama when I was younger and I ain’t built that way to betray the people I love,” I said honestly as she looked at me with shame.

“I didn’t know, I swear Jey,” Candy whispered as I shook my head. “I had no problem turning away women because It wasn’t worth fuckin’ up what we was tryin’ to build. I told you how my daddy did my ma and now you don’t remember," I said slightly angry.

"It must have slipped my mind Jey, I have a lot going on too,” Candy said as I rolled my eyes at her fake words.

“Nah, you told me what I wanted to hear in those moments to manipulate me. All this was a game from the beginning,” I said getting up as the timer buzzed letting us know the session was over.

“Good it’s over, I ain’t gotta talk about this shit no more,” I said shaking the doctor's hand before walking out the door without even looking at Candy.

Yeah, I needed to get to Joe’s quick. I needed to unwind with my family to get my mind off this shit. I wonder if Shantell is going to be there today.

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Fatu Family Home

Sandra’s POV

“What do you mean he walked out baby? I asked trying to comfort Candy on the phone as I loaded up my car to head to Joe’s. “He just left, I don’t know why he’s pushing me away,” Candy said as I sighed.

“Look just come to Joe’s, I’m on my way there. Maybe ya’ll hanging out with family will help,” I said as the line got quiet. “Are you there Candy?” I asked as I heard her clear her throat.

“Ok, Ma I’m behind Jey anyway so I’ll just follow him there,” she said quietly. “Ok baby, I’ll see you in a few minutes, “I said hanging up, trying to put my cake in the car.

I don’t know why this boy is givin’ this girl the run-around. He knows once you marry someone you are locked in. We don’t play this mess about divorce.

Hopefully, they can work this out, I know she can’t be guilty of the things everyone has been saying. She loves my Joshua too much to risk that.

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Joe’s House

Pensecola, FL

Jey’s POV

“Why the fuck is she following me?” I muttered turning in, seeing Candy pull in behind me. Getting out of my car I headed towards the front door ignoring her, I was over today altogether.

“You can’t ignore me Jey, let’s just talk,” Candy said rushing to catch up with me as I reached the door about to knock.

“Look, I still want the divorce, I did what your lawyer wanted. I still feel the same, It’s over,” I said trying to get Candy to understand. “Who is she?” Candy asked as I was about to push the doorbell.

“Stop being crazy it ain’t nobody else, you fucked this up by cheating,” I said sticking to my guns. “I can’t believe you followed me over here from the session. I ain’t in the mood today,” I hissed as she smiled at me.

“Your mom invited me, what can I say she loves me,” Candy said smirking at me as I groaned. “If she only damn knew,” I whispered.

“Why you so uptight…. I bet it’s that bitch Shantell that has you hung up. let me find out and my lawyers will have a field day,” Candy said as I invaded her space.

“First off she ain’t no bitch, she’s a woman. A real one, something yo ass can only dream of being,” I hissed in her face as she looked appalled.

“You can’t talk to me like that Jey,” Candy whispered as I stood my ground. “I’m serious Candy, don’t even look at her let alone talk to her today,” I said viciously as she rolled her eyes and smacked her lips.

Ugh, I hated when she did that shit. Yea, she gon' act a damn fool and this time I ain't gon' stop Sofia from kicking her ass either.

“So, it is true? Is she the one that's got your mind crossed up? Hell, are you and Joe sharing her or something?” Candy asked trying to spark a reaction outta me.

“That ain’t none of yo concern is it seeing as yo little boy toy is living in our house,” I whispered ringing the doorbell as Candy growled under her breath.

I have never been more thankful than when Sefa answered the door.

"Hey!…Uh bro what is she doing here?” he asked looking at me, then at Candy as she smiled at him. “Your mom invited me, and I promise it won’t be a problem Sefa as long as your dog is on a leash,” she said smirking at him.

“My lady ain’t no dog…. Hell, if anybody round here needs a leash it’s yo ass. I mean all we gotta do is tighten it right around your legs maybe it’ll help you keep them closed sometimes,” Sefa said smartly smiling at the look of shock and embarrassment on Candy’s face.

“Go to hell Sefa, Candy said as he laughed. “I’m already there, I got see yo face all night,” Sefa said not missing a beat as I snickered in spite of myself.

“A'ight let’s get along ya’ll,” I said ushering her inside as she went out on the patio. “Bro, have you met Shantell yet?” I asked as Sefa smiled. “Yeah, I met her this morning. She helped Joe with the sides while we grilled. She should be on her way backm Joe took her home to change,” he said smiling as I frowned at him.

“What the fuck you smiling for?” I asked as his smile turned into a full smirk “I’m gon’ enjoy watching yo ass squirm tonight,” Sefa said walking away.

Fuck me running, I should have stayed at Jimmy’s…

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Party Disaster

Shantell’s POV

“Gril I’m loving this sundress and hat combo Trin said as I blushed. “Stop it Trin,” I whispered as she nudged my shoulder. “Stop being modest, you look good girl. How are you feeling?” she asked as I sighed.

“The pain is getting better, but I’m ready to get back to feeling normal, my new semester classes start soon. But if I’m honest, I really miss being on the road wit ya’ll,” I said honestly with a sigh.

“We miss you too, girl, I’m overloaded with male testosterone. Sometimes I just wanna strangle they ass,” Trin said pouting as Sofia joined us. “Hey, is this the if you ain’t got nothin’ good to say come stand by me section,” she said smartly as Trin, and I laughed. “I guess you could say that,” I said looking over at Candy who was by Jey as he talked to his mom.

“Mama Uce gon’ try to keep them two together, but that ship has passed,” Sofia said grabbing a beer out of the cooler.

“Yea, and Candy playing it cool and innocent is driving me up the damn wall,” Trin said as I frowned looking at Candy touching Jey’s arm, as he looked uncomfortable.

I hate her…I really am having a hard time trying to figure out how he ended up with someone like her.

“Why won’t he just tell her where to go and how to get there?” I asked, honestly wanting to know. “He’s a mama’s boy chile, whatever mama says it goes. I hope he gets outta that shit,” Sofia said as Jimmy and Joe came up.

“What are ya’ll beautiful ladies up here talkin’ about?” Jimmy asked as we all looked at each other, then down at the ground avoiding the question.

“Ain’t it obvious Uce, they talking about Candy being here, and putting on a show for Aunt Sandra,” Joe said as I looked over at Jey’s mom giving Candy a hug, as she began heading our way.

“Alright, I'ma let ya’ll young folks enjoy your night,” she said giving Trin and Sofia a hug. “It was nice to meet you Mrs. Fatu,” I said as she caught me off guard giving me a hug as well.

“Same here sweetie, I’m glad you’re feeling better and was able to make it today. My boys have told me a lot of good things about you,” she said as I embraced her in return.

“Thank you, I’m glad Joe invited me,” I said smiling at her warm welcome.

“A'ight mama let her go,” Jimmy said scooping in to get a hug along with Joe. “You sure you got enough food auntie?” Joe asked as she smiled at him. “Yea, baby I got enough, Sefa out there loading up my things in the car” she said as Joe put his arm around her and began walking her out.

“I’ll be back, play nice ladies,” Joe said as Sofia rolled her eyes. “I’ll play nice when the trash takes itself out,” she whispered as Jimmy sighed in dread.

“I’m glad she left before dinner because I couldn’t take much more of being nice to this ho,” Trin said as I saw Jey and Candy appearing to argue as Candy tried to put her arms around his neck as he cringed and pulled away.

Jey’s POV

“Aye, my mama gon’ you can see yo self out now. I’m bout to eat with my family,” I said as Candy smiled at me. “I will go after dinner, I mean even Joe told me I could stay,” Cand said as I rolled my eyes at her antics.

“That’s cause you heard my mom say earlier she was leaving before dinner so you begged Joe in front of her to stay,” I hissed frustrated as hell I had to be around her this long.

“Bro, let’s just eat so she can go,” Jimmy said as I saw the girls heading inside “That’s the best thing you’ve said all day Uce,” I said walking away from Candy as I heard her mutter something I couldn’t make out.

I saw Shantell sitting next to Sofia and it made my heart feel good to see them getting along. Sofia didn’t like a lot of people, but she seemed to have taken to Shantel. Hell, they seem to be in their own little world right now.

“Come sit by me Jey,” Trin said patting the seat next to her as I smiled in appreciation because that would leave Candy to sit by Jimmy and nowhere near me.

“So, you ain’t gon’ sit by me?” Candy asked sitting next to Jimmy as Sofia smacked her lips. “Girl, get the hint, this is embarrassing. Jey doesn’t want you, let alone sit beside you,” Sofia said as Trin sighed.

“Look let’s just get through this ya’ll,” Trin said trying to fix her plate.

“Um, can you pass the chicken Trin?” Shantell asked as she smiled at her brightly. “Sure boo, Joe and Sefa can put down on the grill you so you gon’ love it,” she said passing the bowl to Shantell.

Damn, she really did look beautiful today I admired her as Joe and Sefa came in. Joe sat beside her as Sefa sat on the other side of Sofia. “Are you good Shan?” he asked as she smiled.

“I promise I’m okay, so no need to fuss over me,” she said as Candy leaned back in her chair and smirked at me.

“I’m just making sure you're good, humor me,” he said as she smiled shaking her head at him. “Between you and mom I don’t know who’s smothering me more,” she said laughing.

Damn even her laugh is beautiful. Get it together Jey, ya’ll are just friends...Leave it at that... You don’t want to hurt her.

“Oh, don’t ya’ll make a cute couple,” Candy said shooting me another smirk.

“We ain’t a couple Candy,” Joe said looking at me as I shrugged my shoulders having no idea where she was going with this.

“Looks like it to me, I mean ya’ll interact like a couple. What do you think Jey?” Candy asked as Shantell frowned at her. I didn’t even look at Candy I was too focused on Shantell.

“Not that it’s any of your business but we aren’t a couple. I mean men and women can be friends without sleeping with each other. Maybe you should try it sometime,” Shantell said taking a sip of her wine as Sefa and Jimmy's eyes bout bugged out their heads as they looked back and forth between Shantell and Candy unsure of who to watch.

“Oh, shit Shantell got some spunk,” Sefa whispered smirking at me as I tried to play it cool. This is a new side to Shantell I’ve never seen and honestly, I’m shook but I think I like it.

” I knew I liked you, girl, you alright wit me,” Sofia said lightly nudging Shantell as Candy scoffed at her. Sofia snickered completely unbothered by Candy’s attitude as my focus shifted back to Shantell who wore a neutral look on her beautiful face.

She casually took another sip of her wine waiting for Candy to respond.

“So, what the fuck you tryin’ to say Shantell?” Candy asked as Shantell sat her glass down. “Shantell it’s ok, you ain’t gotta answer that,” I said as she shot me a look that told me to stay in my lane.

“Aye, get out that set of business bruh, this shit was bound to happen,” Jimmy said pointing between Shantell and Candy before going back to eating his food.

“You ain’t helping this Jimmy, just shut the hell up and eat your food,” Trin hissed as Jimmy shrugged his shoulders ignoring her.

“I ain’t trying to say nothing, I already said it. Did you not understand it the first time?” Shantell asked continuing to eat her food, paying Candy no attention. Is it bad I’m turned on as fuck right now as to how she's handling herself.

Shantell’s POV

Who does this bitch think she is coming in here asking personal questions and assuming shit? I ain’t the one throwing my pussy around..... She is and I ain’t Jey, I will get wit that ass. This bitch don’t know me at all.

“No Shantell, I actually didn’t hear you. Do you do you care to repeat it?” Candy said as I felt Joe’s hand on my knee. “Shantell, let it go babydoll,” Joe said as I looked at him and smirked innocently.

“Ah, hell….. You ain’t gon’ let it go, are you? Joe asked as I ignored him focusing my attention back on Candy, letting him know he was right about his assumption.

“Aye, uh Jey, I think it’s time for Candy to leave,” Joe said trying to calm things down as Jey agreed. "I think you right Uce, let's go,Candy," Jey said as Joe nodded.

“No wait ya’ll she wanted an answer, I'ma give her one,” I said as Candy smiled at me. “Yeah, I want to hear it from you, since everyone seems to love to protect you. I mean are you scary,” Candy gloated as Trin shot her a nasty look.

“Girl please you couldn’t do nothin' with Sofia, you really ain’t bout to handle Shantell,” Jimmy said without missing a beat.

“Well, Candy I ain’t never scared sweetie, and I ain’t got a problem repeating anything I say. So, I’ll break it down in simpler terms so even you can understand it. You need to mind your own fuckin’ business, and get out of mine,” I said smirking, raising my glass at her in mock toast before taking a sip of my wine, waiting for her response.

“Now it’s getting thick, bout to get straight damn ugly,” I heard Sefa whisper to Sofia as she tried to hold in her laughter.

“See and you were worried bout me actin’ up,” she said as Candy stood up from the table.

“It is my business when you fuckin’ my husband! I know you are!” Candy screamed banging her hands on the table as I stood up ready to pounce if need be, as Joe grabbed me and Jey grabbed Candy.

“You doin' an awful lot of pounding on the table Candy, like you wanna make a move. I'm right here so if you feel froggy come one and leap yo ass over here and do something," I said as Joe growled.

"I ain't lettin' your ass go, so calm down," Joe whispered. "Let me go, Joe, I just want to talk to her,” I said calmly trying to push him away from me as his grip slightly tightened.

“Come on Shantell you still healing. You could hurt yourself and she ain’t worth that. Calm down babydoll,” Joe whispered against my temple, holding me close as I relaxed in his arms.

I noticed Jey seemed to be observing us as I saw the instant frown on his face when Joe took me in his arms.

What the hell was that about? Did he really think Joe and I were together or was he mad at Candy situation?

Sefa’s POV

“Let me go! Just be honest you fuckin that bitch Jey!” Candy screamed pointing at Shantell. Yea, I knew shit was gon’ pop off.

“You are embarrassing yourself and me!” Jey said slightly, raising his voice in frustration as Shantell began laughing.

“Bitch!.... Girl don’t use that word. Bitch is too high class of a word for you to even use. But you are right though, I AM THAT BITCH that’s why you so pressed, but it’s ok, you'll learn to accept it gracefully,” Shantell said without missing a beat as Candy screamed in frustration, storming out of the room with Jey following closely behind her.

Oh, yeah Shantell is definitely a different breed. I like that for my brother, he needs someone who will go to war for themselves and the people they love. I think I just gained a new sister.

“Shantell, that’s it, let’s go cool off outside,” Joe said leading Shantell out on the patio as Jimmy and Trin looked on in shock. “Let’s go! You’ve done enough,” I heard Jey say ushering Candy out the door.

“What the hell just happened?” Trin asked as Sofia refilled her glass completely unfazed by the commotion.

“Candy almost got her ass whooped, what else is new,” Sofia said as Jimmy laughed.

“Aye, Shantell ain’t scary now, she did that shit in a nice nasty way without being all hysterical like Candy was and she meant what she said,” Jimmy said nodding his head in approval.

“I just don’t want her fighting or getting hurt. She just had surgery and Candy ain’t worth a setback,” Trin said as Sofia sighed.

“Sis, Shan ain’t no punk, she needed to let Candy know that she wasn’t gon’ run over her. She did the right thing to let that ho know she ain’t scared,” Sofia said as Jimmy and I nodded in agreement.

“Joe had her baby, she wasn’t gon' get hurt Trin,” Jimmy said leaning over, kissing Trin on her cheek. “I’ll just be glad when she’s outta this family,” Trin whispered as Sofia smiled at her softly.

“It'll be over soon, then we can work on getting Jey and Shantell together,” Sofia said as Trin smiled. “Girl, you see it too,” Trin said as I laughed at them.

“Man, ya’ll let nature take its course, it doesn’t need your help. They will get together when the time is right, Uce got to get himself together because he ain’t ready for a real one like Shantell right now,” I said going back to eat my food.

I knew it probably was the wrong thing to say but I knew I was right. When this divorce is final Jey gon’ wild out and enjoy himself.

He’s been tied down for almost six years with Candy. A relationship is the last thing he needs right now.

Now when he calms down and knows for sure what he wants, him and Shantell would be good for each other, just not right now.

That would be setting Shantell up to get hurt and I know none of us including Jey want that to happen.

Joe’s POV

“Are you calm now?” I asked holding her in my arms. “Joe, I was good in there,” Shantell said as we swayed to the music we could hear in the distance from one of my neighbor's yards.

“Uce got two women fighting over him and I can’t even find the right one,” I said laughing as Shantell frowned. “First off I wasn’t fighting over Jey, I was defending us and two where is Trina, you still with her right?” Shantell asked as I nodded.

“Yeah, we still kicking it, she’s just been awol since I told her about the leukemia,” I said as Shantell seemed to be in deep thought. “Tell me what you are thinking," I said as she sighed.

“Joe, if she can’t be here for you when you need her why are you together?" Shantell asked and I really didn’t have an answer, but I knew she was right.

“I’m trying to figure shit out,” I said as Shantell dropped the subject as we continued to dance.

Jey’s POV

"Just leave Candy!" I hissed as she rolled down her window. "You will be hearing from my lawyer," she said as I threw my hands up in frustration. “Bye Candy,” I said walking away, heading toward Joe’s backyard. I needed to apologize to him and Shantell.

“What the hell is this,” I muttered looking at them slow dancing feeling my anger rising by the second.

“Hey, you just lean on me, I got you,” Shantell whispered as Joe nodded pulling her closer as they danced. “You just don’t know how much that means to me sis,” he said his voice full of emotion.

“Stop trying to be strong by yourself, you ain't alone in this. We’re all going to be there with you every step of the way, and you gon' beat this,” Shantell said reassuring him as I heard him sniff.

Fuck I felt like shit for even thinking some of the thoughts I had been thinking lately.

“You ready to go back in?” Joe asked wiping his tears as Shantell took a deep breath rubbing her stomach. “Lead the way big brother, I’m starving,” she said smiling as he put his arm around her, and they walked quietly back inside joining everyone else.

I had to be honest with myself I had let Candy get in my head and entertained her bullshit. Well, that stops today, it was truly time to move on and start fresh.

Pulling out my phone, I shot my relator a text that I wanted to check out the beachfront property she had found a few weeks ago if it was still available.

I needed to start over and leave the toxic shit behind…And that was exactly what I was going to do even if my mother didn’t like it because I gotta live….Live my life for me, no matter who didn’t like it.

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