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eremiie · 3 years

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Hi! I love your writing! Could you maybe do something for Eren where the reader is good friends with Jean and they hang out a lot, which leads to a heated argument with Eren, who ends up admitting his insecurities about losing her and it gets all fluffy and cute from there? Thank you💜🥰

futile competition;

❥ eren x reader | 3k words | fluff

❥ in which eren gets a little envious & reader has to reassure him

❥ hi! thank you sooo much<3, i hope i did this request justice aksjskak, enjoy :)

"jean, how did you even sprain your ankle in the first place?" you were sat idle on the wooden bleacher with jean next to you, the two of you conversing freely instead of jean being out practicing with the rest of the football team because of his sprained limb.

"i landed wrong during practice a couple days ago. when i went to the doctor they told me to sit out for two weeks."

"two weeks? so you're gonna miss next weeks game?"

"yeah but your boyfriend and reiner are two of the best players, they'll be fine without me for a game."

you shrugged your shoulders looking towards the field, looking for eren. during games you'd be able to spot him quite easily as he always adorned the large number five on his back, but of course like majority of the team he was shirtless, the only reason you could spot him being the way his bun was on the verge of falling out his hair and cascading over his shoulders.

"you're like the weakest link on the team, they're doing much better without you." you joked, causing jean to roll his eyes and shove you over in the slightest. "jean, i will kick you in the leg that's hurt, stop." your giggling made him break out into a smile, him putting his hands up in mock surrender.

jean and you were quite good friends, occasionally hanging out in and out of school, you having met him through your closest friends sasha and connie. the only reason that you two were hanging out during his practice was because you told eren you'd wait for him afterwards so you could spend this friday with him to his request.

"jaeger, focus!" the coach exasperated, flailing his arms outwards at eren's fumble. eren cursed under his breath, and wiped the sweat off of his brow, looking away from you and jean before picking himself up off the ground. "go run a lap and stop letting your girlfriend distract you. everyone else go get water then locker rooms!"

you chuckled at eren being disciplined, watching him make his way out the field to the track to run his lap, jean laughing beside you. "he's such a kiss ass, he's just trying to impress you." jean shook his head as he spoke.

"i don't know why, we're already dating."

jean nodded his head in agreement, grabbing his crutches and pulling himself up. "do you need help?" you questioned standing up abruptly to help him steady himself, a subconscious reaction if you must, as it was just in your nature to be helping.

"nah, nah, i'm good, i'm not disabled or anything, it's just a sprained ankle." jean shrugged you off, and it's true, he was of course fine for the most part, but he also didn't want eren getting angry at a simple gesture from you, as he tended to do quite often. "let's just go back to the gym."

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eren exited the empty locker rooms, clear irritation spread across his face. his lack of concentration during practice, and jean's stupid face flirting with you was fogging his mind.

"eren!" you called out to your boyfriend, him turning his head after nodding a small goodbye to his coach. you gave jean a small hug before he started waddling away on his one foot and you starting to make your way towards the brunette, eren struggling to suppress an eye roll. "hi baby," your arms wrapped around his waist and he hesitantly reciprocated, letting his circle your shoulders.

"hey." his tone grumbly and dry, but you didn't let your mind wander too much on it.

"i see practice wasn't the best today. was it because of me?" a mischievous grin graced your face as you and eren began to exit the gym, heading towards his car.

yeah, something like that.

"no, it was fine, i just slipped up a couple times." your thumb brushed over eren's hand a couple times before he pulled back to pull his keys out of his backpack that was hung over his shoulder. "get in the car," and then him unlocking it with a press of a button, his presence leaving your side as he went over to the drivers side of the car. you didn't like the way he so casually brushed you off, as eren was usually excited to see you after practice. he would occasionally shower you in kisses, and wipe his sweat all over you and have you shuddering in disgust, but the aloof personality taking place was never present to you, so of course you couldn't help but think it was strange.

you slid into the passengers seat with your own bag sat in between your feet on the floor, and initially decided not to converse with the boy for the rest of the car ride, leaning your head against the window and occasionally glancing at eren who you didn't even see look your way once. seriously, what was his problem? if you knew he was going to act like this while you were at his house the rest of the evening you'd would've went home faster than he could blink.

"______, c'mon." eren murmured before he shut the door to the drivers side, walking towards his front door leaving you still attempting to collect your belongings so you could follow him. you were so stuck in thought that you didn't even realize the two of you had made it to eren's house.

"_____, hi! it's been so long since eren has brought you home, how are you?" mrs. jaeger's (who many times has insisted you called her carla) cheery tone flooded your ears as you entered the household, eren shutting the door behind you and barely even uttering a 'hi.' to his mother or mikasa. despite this you couldn't help but smile at carla, the lady was so sweet and kind and you genuinely couldn't figure where eren got his temper, or stubbornness from.

"hi mrs. jaeger-"

"please, just call me carla." her figure danced her way towards you and her nimble fingers turned you around facing the stairs so she could shed your backpack off for you, and only then did you realize eren had disappeared from sight, leaving behind only the sound of creaky stair steps.

you sighed, and of course carla put two and two together, but not before mikasa who was sat on the kitchen stool facing the stairs as well, in the middle of helping eren's mom with kitchen work. "what's wrong with eren?" she brushed aside her ebony hair and made her way over to the stairs, carla placing a hand on her shoulder to halt her movement.

"mikasa honey, just leave him alone for now, he gets like that sometimes." carla gave you a sorry smile already knowing her sons antics. "i'm sure _____ will get through to him if that's what he needs, right?" mikasa's eyes flickered to you, an unreadable, almost blank expression on her face before she nodded and you let out a small, "right," her walking back over to her position at the stool.

"do you want any snacks, or anything? i know it's been a long day at school and all,"

"it's fine mrs. jaeger, i'm not hungry."

"alright, will you be staying for dinner, i could make your favorite?"

"i'm not sure yet," as many times as your answer would be yes you weren't lying, with eren's strange demeanor you weren't sure how long you could stay in the household even with carla catering to you, her joyous aura wasn't enough.

"okay well let me know, i'll let you go now," she leaned into your ear, her black strands tickling your face, "let me know if anything."

soon enough you were following in eren's steps on your way to his room. you slowly pushed the oak door open seeing eren wasn't in his room and assumed he went to take a shower. you had no problem sitting and waiting as it gave you a second to conjure your thoughts as well, you taking a spot on his bed.

it wasn't long before he appeared back though, him opening and closing his door, eyes flashing to you for only a second. he threw the towel around his neck that was stopping his damp hair from dripping onto his abdomen onto his desk chair and slid on only a pair of sweatpants before crawling on his bed. "scoot over," and you did, making space so he could lay next to you, the smell of his body wash evident on his skin.

the slight tension was unnerving as you played with your fingers where they sat in between your crossed legs, eren paying you little to no mind. "what's your problem?" you couldn't help but ask, as many times as you played the details of the day back in your head you couldn't find a bump in the road, anything that would make him act so distant.

"my problem? i don't have one."

you struggled to not roll your eyes, instead raising a brow. "seriously? you didn't talk to me in the car, you're barely talking to me now, didn't you want me to come and spend today with you?"

"yeah, but i'm sure you rather be spending today with jean, right?"

oh.

you pursed your lips, narrowing your eyes at the boy who's eyes were finally fixated on you. your arms crossed and you bit back an insult, since one was definitely a part of the options you were weighing in your brain. "excuse me?"

"you heard me," he sat up, his muscles flexing underneath his skin as he propped himself up on the bed. "you and him have been so comfortable lately. i'm pretty sure you hang out with him more than me anyways." he huffed, a fire blazing behind his turquoise eyes (which not to mention you always found mesmerizing, even through his anger.)

you grimaced, eren was clearly blinded by his frustration. he seemed to forget how you came over almost every weekend, not to mention a few times throughout the week as well, how you spent majority of lunches with him and how the two of you were a literal couple. it wasn't your fault you and jean had more than one class together, and seemingly got along. he was good company, you couldn't deny that, and you knew him before you even knew eren.

"eren i spend so much time with you, what the hell are you talking about? is that what's bothering you?"

"it doesn't bother me," and of course he was lying straight to your face. "i could care less. do what you want with horseface."

okay now he was being dramatic.

you stifled a laugh at the stupidity that escaped his mouth, how could he make such a vague assumption? "you could care less? so why are you acting all pouty and not talking to me? if you didn't care we'd be all good right now, stop being all mad for no reason."

"i have a reason to be mad,"

"so you admit that you're mad?"

"i mean-"

"and if you're mad then you obviously care?"

"can you let me talk, damnit? you always do that, just let me talk."

"then talk, eren, it's gonna be nonsense anyways. why can't you just trust me? i've been friends with jean before we even started dating, if i wanted him then we would've been a couple before me and you."

"that doesn't stop him from flirting with you and being all touchy and shit, i don't like that,"

"it doesn't matter what you like or not, it matters what's true, and whats not true is that he flirts with me, he doesn't, and he's not touchy either, you're literally being delusional."

"i'm delusional?" this time eren rolled his eyes, his voice raising in the slightest and he was now sitting straight up, giving you a small shove in demonstration of what jean did earlier. "when he shoved you like that he wasn't flirting with you? and when you two were laughing and shit he wasn't trying to flirt with you?"

"eren don't touch me," you pushed his hand away once it made contact with you, a crease in your eyebrow evident from your rising anger as well. "we can't laugh now? like what the fuck sense does that make to you? you're literally just jealous."

"jealous of what? of kirstein?" disbelief was evident in his tone.

“who else? nobody just acts like that for no reason, you’re jealous, eren.” you began to stand up ready to just leave, crawling over eren’s body to make your way towards the door. you couldn’t stand when eren couldn’t admit to his fault, i mean; it was his fault right? he was stubborn, and it was irritating.

but eren on the other hand couldn’t let you leave, he didn’t have time for his mom to scold him for upsetting you, or for mikasa to bombard him with aimless questions, better yet, for jean to find out the two of you were fighting, or worse, fighting over him.

before your hand could reach his doorknob his hand reached your wrist, eren pulling you backwards towards him in the gentlest manner he could muster, you turning towards him your expression still vexed. “eren, just let go of me, i get it.” but his grip remained, him using his other hand to turn your frame towards him by your waist.

"i’m not jealous, i just feel like i shouldn’t be having to compete with another guy for my own girlfriend!" he sputtered abruptly, and the hand on your waist clenched at your t-shirt, while the grip on your wrists tightened. you were caught somewhat off guard looking up at eren, curiosity brewing at his sudden outburst.

“what?”

“i just... i don’t want to lose you to some idiot,” he could no longer meet your eyes, his facade dropping and a new side of him he hadn’t shown being unveiled to you.

“eren..” your free hand rested on his shoulder and you slowly walked him back towards his bed until the back of his knees hit it and caused him to plop down on the covers, “baby, you’re not gonna lose me... you couldn’t lose me over something like that.”

eren’s gaze was still shy to meet yours, but his other hand made its way to your waist as well, pulling you down on top of him until you were straddling his lap, him pulling you close so his arms wrapped around you. “i know, but...” he struggled to get the rest of his words out, not even sure how to convey them to you regardless of how understanding you’d be with him.

“eren, look at me,” you grabbed his face between your palms, smoothing out his loose brown locks so you could get a clear sight of him, training your eyes on his. you loved the way blue swam across his green eyes, and the way his bottom lip jutted out slightly as if he was constantly pouting. he was so gorgeous to you, even through his anger. “i’m yours, i’m all yours, and you’re mine. nobody, not even jean can get between me and you, i love you, i date you. jean and i are just friends, and you don’t need to let him get in your head like that.”

eren pouted his bottom lip before leaning his head against your chest, you raking your fingers through his hair until the hair tie loosened around it. he relished in the feeling of your warm skin against his and your hands attempting to place another messy bun in his strands of damp hair. “i just feel like i’m not doing enough for you sometimes... like he could give you something that i’m not.”

“eren you are enough for me, like i said, i’m dating you, not anyone else, if you weren’t doing enough for me i wouldn’t be with you. i love everything about you baby.”

“you sure?”

“yes, why wouldn’t i be sure? even with how stubborn you are, and how angry you can get, and how jealous,” you lifted his head from your chest, pressing your lips to his forehead with a grin. “you can get, there are so many good aspects about you that i love and i won’t leave you because. you know... just don’t hurt me.”

eren couldn’t help but let a smile grace his own face as well, hands drifting up your back until they reached the back of your head, pulling you down to connect your lips to his fervently. you loved the way his lips felt on yours, his slightly chapped but so perfect when paired with your own. his attempt to deepen the kiss was futile as you pulled back with a giggle, eren shaking his head and laying back pulling you on top of him some more, his arm wrapping around your shoulder as he pecked a kiss to your hair.

“so i’m not gonna lose you?”

“no baby.” another peck to his chest.

“you love me? and my anger issues, which i don’t have?”

a roll of your eyes and another laugh let out from you as you kicked his leg from under yours causing him to laugh as well, subconsciously squeezing your body tighter on top of his. “i love you, and your anger issues which you do have.”

eren pinched your sides, smirking from above you. “i love you too, babe.”

a quick knock at the door made both you and eren turn your heads, but the door was open before eren could even utter a “come in,” carla’s figure with a worried expression on her face that quickly turned to surprise when she noticed the two of you cuddling. “oh! i’m so sorry, i heard the two of you arguing earlier and i thought she had left when i was upstairs, i-“

“mrs. jaeger, it’s perfectly fine.” you smiled picking yourself up off of eren awkwardly who sat up as well.

“mom! you could’ve waited after knocking!” eren groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“you guys are so cute,” her hand covered her mouth as she squealed, smiling sweetly at her son and you. “are you staying for dinner, _____, it’s almost ready, i’m having mikasa set the plates now so i want to know.”

there was no harm in staying a little longer. “sure, i can stay.”

“great! okay, i’ll leave the two of you alone now.” soon after, eren’s door was shut and the remnants of carla’s voice wandered as she walked down the hall, something resembling an “oh, they’re so adorable!” and you and eren couldn’t help but laugh.

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iwadori · 3 years

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Hiiii can i request prompt 53 with tsukki? My annoying cousin u may know @chibiiichan(i cant tag her its a surprise) recommend ur account and well she never been right more than now I LIKE UR ACC TOO URM JUST TAG HER IN THE POST (bcs its actually her birthday next week monday so....the least i could do this bcs she likes tsukki and shes recently talk abt the iwazumi story of yours....lmao shes cringe but in the same time got mad n i was besides her hearing her whining like bruh 'its 1 am'...i know i should buy something for her but she got spoiled enough 💅...that mf-) thank you ✨

‘ALWAYS AND FOREVER’

TSUKISHIMA X READER

2K WORDS

GENRE: ANGST,FLUFF

TW: SLIGHT AMBIGIOUS MENTION OF SUICIDE/ASSISTED DEATH, AND DEATH, CURSING (IN MY A/N)

THIS IS FOR @chibiiichann Happy birthday, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS (BECAUSE I HATE IT :D ) SOOOOO YEAH I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR BIRTHDAY.

NOT PROOFREAD AT ALL. EXPECT SLIGHT MISTAKES

You were dying. You knew it. Your husband, Kei, knew it. Even friends you haven’t spoken too since high school knew it.

So why did you all pretend that everything was okay?

5 year old Y/N:

You were running around your neighbourhood park chasing after butterflies, without a care in the world. As you were frollicing in the grass, you manage to trip over a rock tumbling to the ground scraping your knee making it bleed. Looking down at your slightly injured knee, your lip begins to quiver which eventually leads to wails of tears streaming down your face.

“you don’t have to cry you know?” said a slightly quiet voice towering over you. Above you was a boy, quite tall with a fat pair of glasses, golden eyes and a head full of blonde locks.

“Well when I get hurt, I cry” you say matter oh factly (is that the phrase?) rubbing your nose as you sniffle. He held out a hand to you, which you immediately took shooting upwards and brushing yourself off.

The boy, after looking at you wildly, turns around and walks back to the actual park. “Oi wait,” you call at the boy swiftly following him “aren’t you going to ask my name?”

“no.” he says simply, proceeding to walk ahead.

“well my names Y/N L/N pleasure to meet you,” you say jumping in front of him so he doesn’t move, waiting for him to tell you his name...which he doesn’t. “you don’t have to be so rude you know”

“I’m not being rude” he says stiffly “ it’s just my brother says not to speak to strangers” a smirk appears on his face to say ‘you can leave me alone now.’

As if on cue, his brother approaches the both of you given the boy a slap on the back making him cringe “Hey Kei, who’s the friend you’ve made here?”

“My name is Y/N L/N and I'm here to be KEI’s best friend!” you said putting the emphasis on the word Kei after just learning that was the blondes name.

Kei rolled his eyes and sighed saying “nii-chan can we go home now” he folded his arms in annoyance.

“No Kei, you’ve got to get to know your new found friend Y/N-Chan right?” his brother said teasingly, knowing it was the last thing Kei wanted to do.

“Yes ofcourse!” you say with a toothy grin, dragging Kei along with you to his demise.

Until the sun went down, you spent the rest of your time with Kei getting to know eachother (well him getting to know you more, since you did all the speaking.) Regardless of his previous annoyance in getting to know you in the first place, Kei would be lying if he said he didn’t want to know you now.

As the sun was setting, Kei’s older brother (who’s name you learned was Akiteru) called him to tell him he had to go home because dinner was ready. Before he left, you grabbed his hand and wrapped your pinky finger around his saying “As long as we shall live, we will always look out for eachother as we are forever bestfriends, agreed?”

back to present -

In some odd way, this was Kei’s way of looking out for you. He knew what you had was uncurable and would weaken you even more as the days go by, so pretending like nothing was wrong seemed to be best in his eyes.

Everything you and Kei did was a game or some nostalgic act that you once did when you were children. It was sweet to say the least, seeing Kei all engrossed and determined to make you happy.

Your alarm rings snapping you out of you daydream, ‘it was time for medicine’ you thought with your face scowling at the thought. Immediately on time, as always, Kei comes In the room with all your medicine thats needed.

“Aren’t you my perfect little nurse Kei” you say teasingly giving him a wink, laughing as you see his face turn red.

“Do you have to do this every time y/n?” he asks rolling his eyes at your childish behaviour.

“Oh I'm just showing love to my best and favourite nurse” you continue laughing at your own words

“Im your only ‘nurse’” he deadpans giving you your medicine as you talk.

“Well that is more reason to make you the best nurse.” you say smiling.

Silence falls between you, and you stare down at your arm watching as your husband gives you the medicine making you frown. “Do we have to keep doing this?” you ask which is probably the 1000th time you’ve asked.

“Of course we do Y/N as I’ve said yesterday and the day before that and the day before that it-”

“But do we really?” you interrupt “I can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep doing this.”

“Do you doubt me Y/N, I can do this forever” he says “ I can take care of you forever”

“But I don’t wan-”

“I’m finished, I’m going to start on dinner” he gets up and leaves the room yelling “I’ll call you when it’s done.”

Sometimes you and Kei have these conversations. And all the time it ends the same way. You complain, he ignores and then you go and have dinner.

You can understand why he doesn’t want to have this conversation. Who would want to hear about their partners complaints about practically being alive. Kei was torn, ever since he met you all he wanted to was to keep you happy. But could he compromise his own happiness for it.

15 year old Y/N - flashback

“Kei Kei, aren’t you excited!” you yell smiling widley

“Excited for what?” he asks, amused by your enthusiasm “it’s just highschool.”

“Well it’s a new highschool! Karasuno high school, to be exact.”

“And that is still just a school.” he says

“Not just any! That’s the school nii-chan went too, and even tho he lie-”

“Let’s not talk about it Y/N” he murmurs “we should go now, don’t want to be late on our first date.”

Going to Karasuno was fun, at the start everyone was pleasant and nice. But after a week or two when you and Kei were still stuck to eachother like glue, people weren’t so pleasant. Kei was like a pop idol, being gorgeous and over 6ft at just the age of 15, caused alot of attention, especially when he was always around you.

At the start, the hate you got was bearable, it was the petty bitchy notes in your locker or just people blatanly talking badly about you infront of you. People didn’t do it when you weren’t around Kei, so when he had volleyball practice (which you were so excited that he joined the team) you were a big target for the bullies to come around.

Kei didn’t really know of the bullying that happened towards you, especially since he was mainly in practice or not around when it happened. But one day in practice he heard some of his teammates, kageyama and hinata who seemed to talking about a student in one of their classes that was always getting picked on by the other girls in the year.

“Yeah and I heard that Nana-san was planning on getting her and her friends to attack Y/N-san soon.” said Hinata

“Shrimpy, who are they planning on attacking?” Kei asks to make sure he just heard the ginger correctly.

“Oh this lovely person in our class their name is Y/N-san” he says, looking at Kei’s reaction he also asks “Why? Do you know them?”

Kei doesn’t respond, and immediately leaves the gym, ignoring Hinata’s and the other members of the teams yells of ‘Where are you going tsukishima.’ He didn’t care, he just had to get to you.

He searched all the classes, asking every student if he knew where you were. Someone directs him to the toilets, where he burst through the door to see the other girls in your year surrounding you and beating you up.

“What the fuck are you doing to them?” he yells startling the girls.

“T-T-Tsukishima-san" one girl says “It’s not what it looks like.”

“Oh fuck off” he says, with them still frozen in shock “I said go!”

“And don’t think I don’t know your names either” he calls after them.

He rushes towards your bruised body on the ground and cradles you gently, confused on what to really do. “Oi Kei,” you say weakly catching his attention “I would’ve won if you didn’t come to stop the fight.” you joke making him scoff.

“Whatever you say Y/N.”

After you heal up, Kei already told on the girls that beat you up getting them suspended, and you explain how they were treating you because of their infatuation of him. And how they only did it when he wasn’t around.

Once he learns this information, he decides to quite the volleyball team, to your surprise. But you demands on making him not quit were ignored, as he excused it by saying “I have to make sure you’re always alright remember, and if that means quitting some volleyball team then so be it.”

That was one out of the many times that Kei put his happiness before yours.

Flashback over.

When you first got diagnosed, Kei was immediately researching on it as it was a very rare condition. But sadly, he only found what the doctor already told you both. It was uncurable and your immune system and your body will weaken as the days go by.

Which it did, you were a shell of your past self. It was always shocking for Kei to see, especially with you only being 25. ‘It wasn’t supposed to be this way,’ but he never let you see his sadness.

Whenever you knew Kei was sad you always reminded him “Kei, I may be dying but please don’t cry over me” every time you said, there was a slight undertone of humour in your voice which always worked in boosting Kei’s spirit.

AN: IVE GOTTEN TO THE POINT WHERE I HATE THIS SOOO IM SORRY IN ADVANCE FOR THE SHITTING RUSHED ENDING IM GOING TO PROVIDE FOR YOU LOL.

The days passed and the years went by, and you and Kei were still alive and kicking it. Doing your daily routine of you making some joke, Kei giving you your medicine and then you eating dinner. You eventually stopped complaining, realizing and remembering your promise you gave to Kei at 5 years old in that park. “As long as we shall live, we will always look out for eachother as we are forever bestfriends, agreed?”

Of course you had your rough days, everybody did and it was even harder being sick with a terminal illness. But having Kei to guide you through the storm made It better for you.

However, Kei isnt a miracle worker. He couldn’t save you, noone could. And you both knew that. That didn’t mean it made it any easier when the medicine stopped working and your pain got too hard to bear. Kei couldn’t watch you do this anymore, “the choice is yours” he said with tears in his eyes.

So you knew what you had to do, you got in your bed pulling Kei with you, and letting him envelope you in a big hug as you both cried.

“I love you,” you say “You know that right?”

“Of course I know that, idiot” he replies “And I love you.”

“Always and forever?”

“Always and forever.”

AN: how did I END UP CRYING WHILST WRITING THIS WHEN IT MADE NO FUCKING SENSE, I WAS TRYING TO DO THIS COOL NOTEBOOK (I HAVENT EVEN WATCHED THE NOTEBOOK) ENDING WHERE ITS AMBIGIOUS AND SHIT AND I JUST GIVE UP OKAY? I APOLOGISE LOOOOOOL. I HOPE YOU ENJOY ATLEAST A SENTENCE OF THIS AT LEAST.

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riversofmars · 3 years

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Could you do a story where Thirteen bumps into the tenth doctor and Donna and thirteen pretends that she's not the doctor but then post-library river comes along and causes mischief please? Also I REALLY love your fics, especially The Oncoming Storm! Yours were the first fanfics I read and they're one of the few I like (I'm picky) so thanks for doing such brilliant stories!

Aww thank you so much, that’s very kind of you to say!! Sorry this took a little while longer, hope the wait was worth it! Turned out a bit longer than expected. Hope it sort of fits the brief lol! Really hope you like it!

Rating: G

Ship: Ten/River, Thirteen/River

Word count: 2400

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River Song Has Been Saved

“Hang on a minute, Doctor.“ Donna walked back over to the TARDIS doors after the Doctor had closed them with a snap of his fingers. She thought she’d seen something, just as the doors had closed.

“What’s wrong?“ The Doctor frowned and followed her, both sticking their heads out.

“Oi, lady!“ Donna called stopping a young woman that had just strolled past the TARDIS and was heading back deeper into the Library. Everyone was supposed to be evacuated by now.

“Sorry?“ The woman looked around, blonde hair framing soft features and big eyes. She looked to them as if she hadn’t expected them to be there.

“You can’t go in there.“ The Doctor gestured to the door that lead further into the Library as they stepped out of the TARDIS again. Only a moment longer and they would have taken off and missed her sneaking in here.

“Ahh… so close. Just a bit too early, wasn’t I, hate it when I do that…“ The blonde said to herself more than anything else.

“Did you just come here? The planet has been sealed off for a hundred years, how did you…“ The Doctor frowned, confused as to how she’d got in.

“Yeah, been meaning to check it out.“ The woman grinned. “The hair is magnificent, isn’t it.“ She eyed the Doctor up who looked back at her utterly bewildered. There was something familiar about her.

“Do I know you?“ He asked.

“No absolutely not, never mind me, I’m sure you got important things to do, so.“ She gave a little wave, intend on heading off.

“You can’t go in there, we’re evacuating the planet.“ Donna backed up the Doctor.

“I know, you have a nice day now.“ The woman grinned.

“Sorry, I can’t let you do that.“ The Doctor was quick to overtake her and step in her way. “This place is gonna get swallowed up by flesh eating darkness soon, you might want to head out not in?“

“I got to check something out of the library, I’ll only be a minute.“ She waved off his warning and tried to push past him. “And like you say, the window of opportunity is closing, so, you should probably leave this place yourselves…“

“And you can’t find your book any other place?“ Donna asked dumbfounded.

“One of a kind, sorry, got to run.“ The blonde replied with a grin pushing past him.

“Alright, have a nice day as well.“ The Doctor let her pass.

“Thanks!“ She grinned and sprinted off.

“Doctor, you're not just gonna let her go, are you?“ Donna asked thoroughly confused watching her leave.

“Not a chance. Just giving her a head start.“ The Doctor winked and they headed after her, careful not to be spotted. They took cover behind some tables in the main area as the blonde headed straight for a computer terminal.

“That was close, stupid box, always with the timing…“ She was mumbling to herself. “Couldn’t have hung on two minutes…“ Without further ado, she started pulling some sort of electrical equipment from the pockets of her impressive coat. There were a lot of parts to it and Donna couldn’t believe it all somehow fit into her pockets. They watched her as she hooked up the equipment to the computer.

“What is she doing?“ Donna whispered to the Doctor who shrugged.

“I’m more concerned with who she is… whatever she is doing, that’s complicated tech…“ He mused, watching in fascination as she continued her work.

“Ouch… alright then.“ The blonde pulled her hands away as she seemed to have gotten an electric shock. She stood and engaged the computer terminal. “CAL, hi, sorry, I know, bit confusing, different face.“ She started talking to the computer and the Doctor and Donna exchanged concerned looks. How did she know about CAL? What she was saying was making very little sense to them without the second half of the conversation. They couldn’t make out what CAL responded. “Just popping in to get what’s mine, alright? Don’t freak out, it’s really me. Can you put her on?“ There was a moment of silence. Neither Donna nor the Doctor said anything but there were only very few people she should be looking to talk to on that computer. This was about to get even more investing than the whole experience had been already. “Hello Sweetie. Surprise! This is gonna be great, you’re gonna love this, had Dorium track it down for me, took a while but here we are.“ The woman sounded thoroughly excited. “Get you coat, honey, let’s see if it works.“ She took a step backwards and pulled something from her coat pocket, pointing it at the computer. Sparks flew and the mechanism engaged.

“Can’t have come cheap, that.“

“Dorium Maldovar is known drive a hard bargain, she must be a hacker or criminal of some kind to have those kinds of ties.“ The Doctor mused, trying to make sense of what they were picking up.

“Perhaps Dorium just owes her a favour…“

“Dorium doesn’t do favours.“ He huffed. It was a ridiculous notion.

“He will.“

“Doctor.“ Donna touched her hand to his arm.

“Shush, Donna, I don’t want to lose the element of surprise.“ He kept his eyes firmly on the woman in the middle of the room who was looking around now, apparently waiting to see if whatever she had tried to do had worked.

“Doctor.“ Donna repeated.

“How much longer until he notices, you think?“

“Doctor?!“ Donna grabbed the Doctor by the shoulder and pulled him around.

“Donna, what?!“ He growled but stopped dead in his tacks when he found River Song standing behind them. He had been having a conversation with her without even realising it. She was dressed in a white flowing dress, a stark contrast to the environmental suit he’d only seen her in, and a grinned spread across her beautiful features.

“Hello, Sweetie.“ She chuckled.

“Oh my God, River, what, how…“ The Doctor couldn’t find words.

“Well, Sweetie, what do you think?“ River grinned at the Doctor.

“Of what?“ He was still in shock. He had watched her die only hours ago, he had managed to somehow, miraculously save her consciousness and now suddenly she was here again? “How did you get out of the computer? What did she do?“

“Some sort of teleport I believe, but like a really clever 3D printer, materialise the body, download the consciousness, boom, brand new wife.“ River explained, enjoying the dumbfound expression on both their faces.

“River!!“ The blonde had finally spotted her and River waved to her.

“Speaking of wife…“ River smirked and the Doctor exclaimed:

“Wife?! I thought you and me, we…“ He looked around to the woman heading straight for them, feeling a wave of jealousy. He knew he’d technically only met River today but he knew how important she would become to him.

“We are.“ River chuckled giving his an amused smirk: “But you know, you can’t talk, all I’m gonna say is: Elizabeth I… so…“ She couldn’t carry on as the blonde rushed around the counter and threw herself at River who pulled her close and twirled her around.

“River.“ The mystery woman took her face in her hands, tears welling up in her eyes, clearly overcome with emotion.

“Hello, Sweetie.“ River smiled the softest of smiles and leaned in to kiss her.

“Sooo… how do you feel about this?“ Donna looked to the Doctor, feeling like they were intruding on a private moment. “You think we should go, or…“ She could tell from the annoyed expression on the Doctor’s face, however, that he had no intention of just leaving it be. He pulled himself up to full height and cleared his throat.

“Okay, so thank you for saving my future…“

“Wife.“ River helpfully supplied the word as they stopped kissing and just held each other close.

“Whatever she is. But who are you?“ He jabbed his finger at the blonde.

“You haven’t figured it out yet?“ The woman let go of River, seemingly reluctantly, and turned to face him. She kept her hand intertwined with River’s.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m really happy River isn’t dead but my future self spent a lot of time thinking about how to save her and then you just waltz in here having to do one better?“ The Doctor crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“Well, sadly, you’ll not remember that I came here.“ The woman replied.

“What?“ Donna was utterly confused now.

“Why not?“ The Doctor demanded to know, unsure whether or not that was supposed to be a threat.

“God, you’re slow. Did I give you a concussion when I knocked you out?“ River raised her eyebrows playfully.

“Maybe it’s cause of the hair spray…“ The blonde mused.

“I don’t use…“ The Doctor was going to protest but River had already changed directions:

“Don’t tell me you’re not using hairspray now.“ She ran her hand through the other woman’s blonde bob.

“Naturally falls like that, thank you very much.“ She huffed in response. “Regeneration is a lottery as you should know by now.“

“Are you a timelord?!“ The Doctor exclaimed, not sure how to interpret the statement.

“Yes.“ The blonde replied in amusement.

“But I thought I was the last…“ The Doctor stared back at her in shock.

“Yes, which makes me…“

“You can’t be.“ He shook his head.

“Yes I am the…“ The blonde started but the didn’t allow her to finish.

“You can’t be the Master, he…“

“So close.“ The mystery woman sighed hanging her head theatrically.

“It’s like watching one of those dumb and dumber movies, isn’t it.“ River chuckled to Donna who had long given up trying to follow.

“Hang on!“ The Doctor exclaimed as the penny dropped.

“Yes, crossing time streams, you won’t remember this because you are crossing your own time stream right now! I am you.“ The blonde Doctor sighed, she couldn’t believe she had to spell it out for him like that.

“Pretty boy and pretty girl.“ Donna found herself chuckling almost involuntarily.

“Aren’t they?“ River agreed with a smirk. “The mind races.“

“River. Shut up!“ The Doctor chanted in unison.

“But you’re short!“ The younger Doctor groaned in annoyance as he looked her up and down.

“I am actually rather average height, as it happens! Why does everyone call me small?!“ The older Doctor huffed. “Did I really use to be so obsessed with my height?!“

“Size isn’t everything, darling.“ River pipped up.

“Still not ginger then.“ The younger Doctor carried on.

“None of the next four, no.“ She replied with a shrug.

“Four more regenerations and only now did you work out how to save her?“ He exclaimed looking to River.

“I actually gave her the screwdriver last time we met, thank you very much. One step at a time.“ The older Doctor huffed and turned to her wife: “I booked that suite on Darillium again, by the way, for a few nights, just, you know, if you haven’t got any other plans.“

“Well, this is going to be a whole new experience.“ River smirked looking her up and down. This was the first she was seeing of her spouse’s most recent regeneration and she was beyond intrigued.

“Like it?“ The blonde Doctor asked with a little smirk and River grinned:

“Love it.“

“I don’t like her. Do you like her?“ The younger Doctor turned to Donna, just as his future self pulled their wife in for another kiss.

“Are you jealous of yourself?“ Donna teased and he gave her a playful shove.

“So you’re really him? Just older?“ Donna turned to the future Doctor, still struggling to believe that they were the same person. She knew what regeneration meant but it wasn’t like she’d ever seen the result of one.

“Different face, same dumbass.“ The Doctor retorted with a grin.

“Well done for saving her, Doctor.“ Donna smiled as they looked to River who said her goodbyes to the younger Doctor at present. “She really needed you, this version of you.“ Donna thought back to how devastated River had been at the total lack of recognition on the Doctor’s part. She had missed her Doctor so very much.

“I know. I remember.“ The Doctor gave a sad sort of smile as she thought back to when she had first met River, remembering the pain and sorrow in her eyes. “Donna, I can’t know, you know. You can’t tell me, else I might not get here, details my change and a paradox will be created if I know River lived.“ The Doctor turned to her to explain and Donna nodded slowly, they had mentioned it on the way back to the TARDIS already. This Doctor’s TARDIS was parked right behind their’s where they hadn’t been able to spot it as they got out. “Just be there for him. He’s already struggling, even if he doesn’t show it, even if he doesn’t know her yet, he still knows what and who he’s lost.“ The Doctor tried her best to explain to her what was going on in her younger self’s head.

“How long as it been for you? Since she died. How long have had to carry that with you?“ Donna asked taking her hand comfortingly.

“Some questions are better left unanswered.“ The Doctor shook her head and smiled. “It was good to see you, Donna.“ She pulled her into a hug.

“It was good to meet you, this version of you.“ Donna smiled and let her go, just as River and the other Doctor joined them.

“Well done, Doctor.“ The younger Doctor smiled and extended his hand to her.

“You too, Doctor.“ The blonde smile in return and shook his hand.

“You sure you don’t want to come in for a cup of tea, or…“ River suggested pointing to the TARDIS:

“Down, girl.“ The older Doctor smirked and took her hand in hers.

“You’ll be seeing me again soon, Doctor.“ River smiled at the younger Doctor who grinned:

“I look forward to it.“

“No telling.“ The older Doctor reminded Donna who nodded and smiled:

“My lips are sealed.“

“Now about that suite.“ River smirked at her wife as they turned to their TARDIS.

“Think the TARDIS bedroom will do for now, don’t you?“ The Doctor chuckled as she unlocked the door.

“Bedroom, kitchen, console room, wardrobe hall…“ River smirked and pulled her inside.

“Good for you, Doctor, so you’re not an eternal virgin then.“ Donna teased pulling her Doctor along to their TARDIS before he could get any more jealous.

#Doctor who #River song #river song x thirteen #fanfiction #thirteenth doctor #river x thirteen #space wives #thirteen #river x the doctor #femslash #Ten #tenth doctor #Donna nobel #River x ten #Prompt #Fluff #Library fix it #Fix it #Humour

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webearbros · 4 years

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“Our boys have had quite the lifestyle changes and have grown a lot, but they are still the same bears we know and love! To put it simply, the blog is going to be having a big time skip to some time after the movie!”

...

Hi y’all! as you can tell my momentum with the blog has really stopped in its tracks, and I super lost steam for what I was doing. :’( I’m really sorry! i truly wanted to continue and finish, but with the pressure of art school + real life it just was not happening.

I can either try to force myself to wrap up, or just outright tell you what bit of plot was planned and answer a few little things here and there about how the last arc was planned to be wrapped up.

Though, since forcing myself to continue clearly hasn’t worked i’ll just let you in on the plot, because honestly? if i tried to keep forcing the blog in this direction the blog would just end up dead. So if you want the planned conclusion to the last arc its under the read more.

Anyway, I hope you look forward to the “Future Bears Askblogverse!” I am much more pumped to work on this blog again with this new idea. I hope you’ll stay along as I try this new direction! New inspiration should be a much healthier way to stay motivated for this! <3

The studio Grizz had wandered to actually indeed was the area Nom Nom was attending an event as a guest star! We would have found him upstairs in one of the dressing room talking with Farmer about how an employee called in sick.

Also The “Mr. Allen” mentioned by the guy unloading movie set supplies from the truck is actually Farmer! (he has a last name wow!) It was why Grizz was easily directed to where he needed to be.

The bit of plot that was planned was just confusion between Nom Nom and Grizz about why the other was here at the studio. Grizz thought Nom Nom wasn’t supposed to work today, and expressed confusion about him not taking time off work to visit his doctor.

However, Nom Nom was confused because:

1) He thought Grizz already knew he was working today? and...

2) he would have realized at first glance the askers are the same people who ticked him off at his last photoshoot! He was more concerned that maybe now they were following/bugging Grizz now because of an association to him. (oops he cares!)

As it turns out it was a misunderstanding.

Nom Nom didn’t know Grizz just had a blog with overly excited followers and was reassured that the bear wasn’t in any kind of issue. Secondly he had sent Grizz an IM that morning saying something came up that made him reschedule.

Remember how reaaallyyy sleepy Grizz was that morning before the arcs even started? He forgot to check his computer, and totally missed the memo.

Also! Nom Nom was not skipping, or avoiding meeting with Dr. Shauna! He just pushed it back a bit because this interview could help smooth over the upset that resulted from him being grouchy at the photoshoot and taking a 5 which disrupted the schedule badly. (callback to his first appearance)

So long story short, Grizz hung around for a bit to encourage Nom Nom before the interview. During that time they would have answered a few questions from askers too.

Once the interview had concluded, Nom Nom hesitantly offered Grizz a ride back to the cave since it was late. Plus that “they needed to cross the bridge anyway to get to the estate, and it was on the route, so like whatever its fine.”

and sooo Grizz got a ride! Once back at the cave, and now waving at the limo that is now driving away he is finally finally home.

He knocks at Pandas door and strangely doesn’t receive an answer? He would have opened the door a crack to see Panda just went to sleep early for some reason?

Not questioning it he then just plays a videogame while he waits for Ice bear to come home safely. Which you see at the end of Ice bear’s arc.

The ultimate conclusion of the arcs is all the bears indeed had a long day, but it was a day well spent! Grizz and Ice both fall asleep on the couch after a fun evening playing mario kart together :)

That is all. Thanks for reading if you’re somehow still here after that wall of text wow! ^^” I hope you enjoyed and will stick around for where I take the blog next. Hopefully we should have lots of fun.

Thanks for being awesome, I wish y’all the best. Cheers! ^^

#we bare bears #grizz arc #AIO #(PLEASE forgive any typos or mistakes. im exhausted and its late)

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finleyfray · 3 years

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Bittersweet Memories part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Huge thanks to @captain-josslett for helping me.

TW: smut(ish) just a little, some angst, laguage, mentions of abuse

Maggie sits on a chair holding her trembling girlfriend. She tries to calm Alex down from her panic attack for over an hour.

After Alex was brought back from Finley’s mind, Finley's heart stopped beating. The doctors reacted quickly, but Brainy had to help Maggie get the yelling and struggling redhead out of the room. They sat outside and waited for doctors to tell them Fin’s status.

Alex wasn’t yelling anymore, but she was crying saying frantically that Fin can’t die.

Maggie has never seen the redhead like that. She wonders what Alex saw in Finley’s mind that shook her up this much. But she doesn’t think it will be a good idea to ask her now. She made a mental note to do it later.

After some time Alex calms down enough to look at her girlfriend.

“Will she be okay?” she asks her raven-haired girlfriend.

“She’s strong." Maggie whispers. Trying to encourage them both. But she doesn’t know how Fin is doing and the wait is killing her too. The doctors were still in the room and all they could do was wait. She gently strokes the redhead on the back and closes her eyes. This is bad. She just wishes Finley would be better.

“Hey." They both jumped hearing J’onn voice from the other side of the hallway. They look at him and greet him. “I heard what happened. And I’m really sorry I don’t have any better news. But I need you two badly. Supergirl went on an emergency mission three hours ago, but she’s gone silent. I need a team of the best to go with me.”

“We’ll go.” Alex said standing up from her girlfriend.

“You sure?” Maggie asks hesitantly, looking at the closed door of Finley’s room before looking back up at Alex.

“Yeah, it’s my sister. I need to save her.”

***

The mission was so long and exhausting, but they managed to save Kara and defeat the threat. As they went back to Finley’s room, they saw that there were no doctors in there. That means either good news or really bad news.

And Alex is terrified.

“I...” she looks at Maggie. “I don’t know what to expect. Maybe we should ask for a doctor to tell us how she is…” Alex backs away from the door. Her eyes widened in fear. “I’m scared.” She sobs and her girlfriend hugs her.

“You want me to get a doctor?”

“No, I want to see Fin alive.” The redhead takes a deep breath and opens the door. They walk in and see their girlfriend on the bed, breathing softly and Alex almost cries out in relief. A heart monitor was attached to her and her heart was beating normally.

“She’s alive.” Maggie whispers, and Alex comes closer gently grabbing their girlfriend's hand. She gasps in shock when she feels the black-haired woman squeeze it lightly.

“She’s awake!” The redhead almost yells, feeling the tears of relief falling. “Oh my God, baby, are you okay?!” Maggie comes closer and gently cups the lying woman's cheek.

“Better now...” Fin rasps.

“Oh God, I’m going to get a doctor!” Maggie rushes to the door but Fin's voice stops her.

“No... they already checked me.” Finley says quietly. It looks like she had a hard time talking. Maggie walks back to her side, trying to wipe away her tears, but they wouldn’t stop coming.

“Baby.” The raven-haired woman sobs and grabs gently her other hand. This one had an IV hooked up, and Maggie gently runs her thumb over Fin’s knuckles. “We missed you so much.”

Alex looks at Finley with a huge smile on her face and wipes her own tears. It’s going to be better now. She is sure of that.

***

One week later all of them were sitting in Finley’s room. Maggie, Alex, all of the Superfriends and even Eliza. They were enthusiastically talking about the upcoming Christmas. Finley could leave for the holidays, but she needed to take it very easy. Her broken ribs began healing, her legs were in plaster and she still had to be on strong medication. She was told that it will take a lot of time to completely heal, and a bit more time to get back to work. Fin didn’t mind even if she was in pain, she was just happy to be alive.

Finley looks at Kara and Alex who were talking to Eliza about some exciting mission they were on. Maggie told her how Alex spent all her time with Fin as the shorter woman was in the coma. But now that the redhead was back in the field, she looks way happier. Of course when there was no mission, she was with Finley.

They still needed to talk, but she forgave Alex long ago. No need to stay mad as she clearly saw that the redhead felt guilty.

“You okay?” Maggie asks. She was sitting on a chair next to Fin’s bed. The Detective looks at her with so much love that the black-haired woman forgot how to breathe. She smiles at her girlfriend and leans to kiss her cheek.

“Yeah, I’m good. I just love watching them.” She nods her head at the Danvers family.

“Oh, yeah. They’re cute. Eliza asked about you a lot while you were out. I think you’re her favourite.” Finley laughs and three pairs of eyes look at her. They smile and walk over to the bed. Eliza opens her arms and hugs Fin.

“I’m glad you’re awake.” The older woman says as she pulls away. Her smile is bright and full of warmth.

“Yes, it’s pretty awesome to be alive.” Finley chuckles and yawns.

“All this must have made you tired.” Alex said, stroking her girlfriend's cheek.

“Yeah, a bit.” “Have a nap babe. We’ll be here when you wake up.” Maggie kisses Fin gently on the lips and so does Alex.

Fin smiles and closes her eyes. She hears the door closing and soon she is fast asleep.

***

Maggie was super mad. She had gone to her supervisor’s office, wanting to take two weeks off because of Finley finally leaving the DEO and Christmas.

But her boss didn’t want to hear about that. He refused her vacation yet again. And Maggie had enough. She remembers how she had to come into work every day even when Fin was in a coma. While Alex was excused by J’onn. She couldn’t be there with her girlfriends and Maggie was done. She signed her resignation papers, and gave it to her no former supervisor. Telling him he can shove it up his ass because she is leaving.

***

Finley laughs at a joke Kara told her. Her girlfriend's sister offered to help them get Fin home as Maggie had to work. Alex refused telling that she can handle it herself, but Finley knew that with her in a wheelchair it would be too much for Alex. That’s why she gladly accepted Kara’s help.

The black-haired woman watches her girlfriend packing her things. Lena’s driver was waiting outside the DEO for them in her car. Kara helps Finley sit in her wheelchair.

“You're still in pain.” Blonde looked at her with pity in her eyes.

“Yea, a bit. But I’m really better than I was two weeks ago, so I’m not complaining.” Finley smiles at her friend. “And I can get out of bed, even if I’m rolling on this stupid thing" She frowns. “But I’ll be better in no time, so I’m just biding my time.”

“There’s going to be a lot of work Fin.” Alex warns as she looks over at her. “You’re going to have to learn to walk with a cane and braces on your leg. You’re not just going to miraculously walk one day.”

“Party pooper.” Fin snorts. “Now get me outside, one more minute in here and I’m going to puke.

They went outside and Finley took a deep breath. It was good to go out.

“Sooo nice here! Though I wish there would be snow on Christmas. You know, a bit of white powder wouldn’t be bad for anyone.” She chuckles and looks at Alex who rolls her eyes. “Oh come on, you missed my awful jokes, admit it.”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure that wasn’t the part I missed.” The redhead sticks out her tongue.

They go to the car and Kara helps Fin get in while her girlfriend puts the bags and wheelchair in the back.

The road was too long for Finley, she just wanted to be home already. After half an hour they were entering the house. To their surprise, Maggie greets them.

“Hey Mags.” Fin smiles, as her girlfriend walks over and hugs her. “Not that I’m bragging, but weren’t you supposed to be at work?” Alex looks equally surprised at the raven-haired woman.

“Yeah, I, well... You know they wouldn’t give me vacation... so I kind of... had enough.” She scratches her head. “Well, I dropped off my resignation. I want to spend more time with you, and I want to be with you, not constantly at work.” Finley frowns.

“You resigned from your dream job... because of me?” She drops her head, feeling guilt fill her.

“No, no! Look at me.” Maggie kneels in front of her and takes her face to force Fin to look in her eyes. “I did not resign because of you. I was really tired. When you went to the DEO, I couldn’t take any days off. Then they had to put you off the ventilator, I couldn’t stay to look after you two. I had to go to work the next day. Yesterday I went to ask him for 2 weeks, because of Christmas, and he refused! Again! And I was done, so I wrote my resignation letter. But I needed to calm down a bit, and think of it more. But then I went to see you in the DEO, and when I told you that I couldn’t be there, you were both so sad, that I decided that my work wasn’t worth it. And yeah, I dreamed of being a Detective, but I also dreamed of having my own family, and I will always put you first.” Maggie gently wipes her girlfriend tears and Alex kneels down to hug them both. It was awkward, with Finley on the wheelchair, but it was full of love. And Fin wonders how she got so lucky, having two such amazing girlfriends.

***

Finley puts on her black shirt with snowflakes and her blue tie. It matches her eyes, and she knows her girlfriends like it on her. She waits patiently for them to help her put on pants. She has to wear sweat pants because of the casts on her legs, but at least they were black, so it wasn’t that bad.

They were going to Lena’s penthouse for Christmas Eve. Eliza decided to stay there because of how big her apartment was. The original plan was to go somewhere nice, all of them, instead of getting each other presents, but they had to change the date because of the accident. So ultimately all of them agreed that once Finley will be able to walk, they all go to Finland.

The black-haired woman was really excited for that trip. She just needed to heal quickly.

Alex came into the room and smiled. She was dressed in black pants, white shirt and a red tie that matched her hair.

“You look nice.” Fin smiled as Alex sits next to her. The shorter woman leans over and kisses her girlfriend. The redhead sighs happily and deepens the kiss.

“You don’t look bad yourself.” She says as she pulls back, needing air from the heated kiss. “I like your tie, it matches your eyes.” Fin giggles and takes her girlfriend's hand.

“Only ‘not bad’?”

“Well these clothes are nice but you would look better without them. Lying on the bed. Whining and moaning.” She puts her hand on Finley's thigh and squeezes. The black-haired woman chokes on air.

“Very smooth agent Danvers. You’re such a pervert.”

“Am not!”

“Yeah, she is.” Maggie said as she enters the room. The raven-haired woman decided on wearing a red, black and white flannel shirt and tight black pants.

“Damn it Sawyer, why do you have to look like that!?” Alex rushed to kiss her and Fin had to close her eyes suddenly feeling hot. They don’t have time for that. They need to go out. She heard Maggie moaning and took a deep breath.

“Alex if you could just keep your hands to yourself, we really need to leave in thirty and you’re a horny little shit today.” She feels Maggie’s lips on her and is pushed back on the bed. Her girlfriend sits on her hips and stuck her tongue in Finley’s mouth. Fin’s hands go to Maggie's thighs, as the woman on top of her moves her hips. “We really need to go.” Fin moans.

“And yet they’re saying that I’m a horny little shit.” The redhead chuckles and Finley opens her eyes looking right into the brown ones of Maggie. They were full of love and adoration.

“Hi.” Her girlfriend takes a shaky breath and tries to calm herself.

Well the truth is it was a while ago that they had some fun, with Fin being in coma and recovering, and with her still in pain it was not the best plan to have sex.

“Hi" Finley trembles, feeling her own need burning. “While I love being under you, we don’t have that much time left. And I still need to put the rest of my clothes on. But maybe we can continue this later.” She kisses Maggie on the nose, and her girlfriend slowly stands up from her.

“Maybe...” She kisses Alex on her cheek and grabs her girlfriends pants from the closet. “Let's get you dressed.”

***

Of course they were too late. All because of Alex who pouted that she didn’t get enough kisses. So they ended up making out for half an hour, Alex’s ringing phone stopped them from tearing each other’s clothes off. Eliza was calling to make sure they’ll arrive soon.

“I can’t believe your mom cockblocked us from the other side of the city.” Maggie laughs while wheeling Finley through the parking lot to Lena’s penthouse.

“We’ll I’m kind of glad she did, cause we wouldn’t have left the apartment.” Fin laughs looking at her red-haired girlfriend.

“Ohhhh, do I need to remind you who took my shirt off?” Alex teases.

“Hey, don’t mind me, I just like boobies.” The black-haired woman sticks her tongue out. “I don’t remind you of how you almost came rubbing yourself on my leg.” The redhead takes a shaky breath remembering the feeling, how she was so close when her phone rang. “Though that was pretty hot.”

“Alright, both of you need to stop.” Maggie presses the button to call the elevator. “We are almost there and you keep talking about sex.

“Well... Alex was almost there too.” Finley laughs and the redhead slaps her shoulder.

“I will get my revenge.”

“I’m counting on it.” Finley winks.

“I will cuff both of you if you don’t stop right now.” Both her girlfriends look at her with red cheeks and Maggie face palms realising her mistake. “Not in a sexy way! Just stop already, we’re here.” The elevator doors open and Maggie quickly goes to Lena’s door and knocks. Kara opens it with a bright smile.

“Hey!” She hugs each of them. “You’re late, what happened?” Alex’s face goes as red as her hair, she tries to say something, but she couldn’t come up with anything, so Maggie decides to come to her rescue.

“Hi! My favourite blonde! It’s cold, so our car didn’t want to start. But! We’re here! Merry Christmas!” Finley laughs and she wheels herself in to greet everyone.

She was thankful that Lena and Kara moved some furniture in their apartment to allow Fin to move smoothly wherever she wanted.

“Hey Mags. You said your Aunt is going to be there tomorrow?” Kara asks.

“Yeah, she said all flights were sold out. I have to pick her up from the airport tomorrow morning. She was sorry, next year she’ll think of it earlier.” Maggie laughs while shaking her head. She was a bit sad her aunt couldn’t make it, but she will get there eventually, so there’s no reason to stay upset.

“This is awesome Eliza!” Finley moans as she was finally eating her chocolate cake. Lena and Kara went to a balcony to have some alone time while Maggie and Alex were on washing up duty in the kitchen. “I wish I had a Mom like you" she whispers sadly.

“Oh sweetie.” Eliza comes and hugs her. “I’ll be your mom.” Finley tries hard not to cry from the emotions that are overwhelming her. It was amazing to have such a wonderful family.

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Later that night Fin was back in her apartment sitting on the couch squeezed between her girlfriends. Her head was on Alex’s shoulder while her legs were in Maggie’s lap. It was their favourite position since Finley came back. It wasn’t bothering the woman’s bruises and allowed them to feel her close enough. Her girlfriends were scared that Finley would somehow disappear. The black-haired woman didn’t mind. Whatever helped them feel better.

“Your mom’s really nice.” Fin mutters to Alex.

“Huh… I guess she is now. Since she stopped blaming everything Kara did on me, we do get along very well. Now I have to share her with you all.” The redhead fake pouts.

“It is what it is.” Maggie laughs playfully slapping Alex’s shoulder. “I still think Fin’s her favourite. I saw them cuddling while we were working hard in the kitchen.” She looks at the younger woman.

“Oh, you know, I just told her that I wished I had a mom like her. My mother died when I was five and I don’t really remember her.” Fin frowns.

“Is that why your father abused you?” Alex asks and they both looked at her in shock. “What?” Finley stammers and gets up swaying a bit. “H-How do you know that?” The redhead looks at her with disbelief.

“I was in your mind? While you were in your coma. I mean you were there too… Don’t you remember? I saw your memories. How you father used to-”

“STOP!” Fin yells. “What the fuck Alex, why did you enter my mind like that?! Those are my memories, you weren’t supposed to see them! Whose fucking idea was that?!”

“Well it was our only chance to help you wake up!” Alex begins yelling too, and Maggie stands between them.

“Fin, please, Alex is right, Brainy calculated that you’ll have more chances of waking up if someone went to your mind and helped you.” The shorter woman tries calming her girlfriends down.

“Oh, nice, so you agree that it’s pretty normal to go to someone’s mind and steal their memories?! That’s just fucking amazing, you two should be proud of yourself!” She turns around and heads to their bedroom limping.

“Fuck.” Maggie whispers looking at Alex. “What do we do now?”

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Night Changes- Baby Brothers Part 1

Summary: Y/N goes into labor when something goes wrong.

Night Changes Masterlist

Warnings: descriptions of labor/pain, swearing, angsty stuff, lmk if I need to add more

Word Count: 3,956

Author’s Note: Sooooo HIIIII this is been a long while in the making, I spent two weeks writing this and I honestly low-key hate it but this little two parter is needed to help complete the rest of the series so ahhhh yeaaaa. This also took sooo long bc I was contemplating killing Y/N, anywayyyy I hope you guys enjoy this angsty piece hehe. This is my Gif!!

For the last two months Y/N had been on bed rest due to her pregnancy becoming dangerous for herself and the babies. Throughout the start of the pregnancy her blood pressure was getting too high for her doctors’ liking. Even at the start of her pregnancy, her body always felt different. She was sick all the time, no matter the time of day. Her body was always in pain. Her experience was a complete one-eighty from her pregnancy with Serenity.

Colby had spent most of the past nine months doing everything he could to make sure Y/N didn’t even lift a finger. He drove Serenity to school, soccer practice, helped her with her homework, set up the nursery, and filmed for his channel and his channel with Sam. He was tired and stressed out all of the time, but all he cared about was how Y/N was doing. Of course she hated watching him do that to himself, but he promised he was doing alright.

Today was the day they were finally going to meet their little boys. Her doctor’s had decided to induce labor on her due date instead of waiting for a natural birth.

“Ren, Remember Uncle Sam is picking you up from school today,” Colby explained while he held shifty eye contact with his five year old girl sitting in the backseat. Her eyes were as bright as his and her hair had a slight curl to it.

“Why?” she asked quietly as she kicked her legs dramatically back and forth against her carseat. Colby shook his head lightly as he shifted his gaze back to the road.

“Because Mommy is having the babies today, remember?” Colby explained, his eyes shifted to the rearview mirror briefly looking towards Serenity. She gasped dramatically as her mouth fell wide open. Colby smiles widely as he lets out a soft chuckle.

“Really?!” The mispronounced word leaves her little lips as another loud gasp falls from her lips. Colby nodded dramatically, pulling into the pre-school parking lot. “No way!” she continues as she jumps excitedly in her car seat.

“Yes way!” he gasped as he slowly pulled into a parking spot. He took off his seatbelt while turning his body to face the backseat.

“Can I come with you?” she asked innocently while crossing her arms over her chest. Colby tilted his head slightly letting a pout fall to his lips.

“Renni, you’ll have more fun with Uncle Sam and Aunt Kat, I promise.” he smiled sweetly pretending not to see the dramatic frown to her lips, “Now unbuckle,” he spoke as he pulled the car door open. He slammed it shut and turned to open the backseat door. He leaned his head inside of the car, looking down to his curly haired daughter.

“I can’t, Daddy, Daddy help,” she groaned while pushing against the buckles several times. Colby pursed his lips forwards as he brought his hands to the buckles, unbuckling her with ease. She swings the belts over her shoulders as she hops out of the seat quickly. She jumps down from the car while reaching for Colby’s hand. Colby took a hold of her Barbie backpack and handed it towards her. She pulled the bag over her small body and continued walking with Colby.

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He pushed open the door to his house while scrolling through his Instagram feed. He shut the door behind him as he continued walking through the house. He shoved his phone into his pocket as he pulled open his bedroom door. Colby lifted his eyes from the floor, glancing towards the bed. “Hey Love, how are you feeling?” he asked as he walked over to the bed slowly. He rested his hand onto the headboard while leaning down closer to her.

“I’m mad at you,” she commented while furrowing her eyebrows. Colby pursed his lips forward shaking his head slowly while his gaze shifted over her features. She frowned up at him while brushing a few pieces of her hair away from her face. “You didn’t let me say goodbye to my daughter,” she sassed, Colby half smiled while his eyes looked her features up and down.

“You needed to sleep, Babe,” he said while lifting her chin up lightly. She furrowed her eyebrows as she scowled towards him. “We can FaceTime her later, my love,” he explained watching her features soften. His lips curled upwards as he admired his wife, “How are you feeling?” he asked again sitting beside her on the bed.

“Like I’m carrying two watermelons in my stomach,” she sighed, Colby stifled a laugh as he glanced down to the big belly. He reached over and rested his hand over her baby bump. “I’m tired, Bub,” Colby titled his head, his eyes softening as he nodded lightly.

“I know,” he leaned over and pressed his lips against hers briefly, “Almost there, Love, then we will have three babies,” he raised his eyebrows and smiled widely.

“Don’t remind me,” she joked while leaning her head against the pillow. She placed her hands on top of Colby’s, Silence fell between them as they were both feeling the little movements from her babies.

“Speaking of babies,” he spoke suddenly as he pulled his hand away from her stomach. He looked down at his wrist and sighed, “It’s about time for us to leave,” he stood up from the bed and held out his hands for her to grab.

“You don’t even have a watch on, Colby,” she let out while taking a hold of Colby’s hands while swinging her legs slowly off of the bed. He shushed her playfully as he held her hands tightly helping her from the bed. “The bags are in the nursery, I’ll meet you in the car,” she said, walking towards the door as cautiously as she could. Colby stood still while watching her waddle away from him. He stifled a laugh as he exited their room. He began walking towards the nursery only two doors down from their room.

He pushed open the door to reveal the baby blue nursery. Each crib reads the names of the babies above them. It was mainly to help them remember who is who during the first few months of their lives since they are identical twins. The two seperate hospital bags were lying beside each other labeled with the babies' names on them. He quickly grabbed the bags and headed out of the room.

He headed towards the garage double checking everything in the house, making sure they had absolutely everything they needed. He placed both of the bags into the trunk before he headed to the driver seat. He started the car while looking towards Y/N. “Are you ready, Love?” his tone was low as he adjusted the music playing from the radio. She nodded her head as she clenched her jaw. Nerves began to take over her body as she took in a long slow breath.

Colby began pulling out of the garage and started heading towards the hospital. Y/N eyes widened as she asked, “Did you tell Serenity that Sam is picking her up?” Colby nodded his head, “What about that she may spend the night there?” he nodded his head again. “She’s going to think we are forgetting her,” Y/N said softly while she rested both of her hands onto her stomach.

“Y/N, Love, she's not going to think that,” Colby held shifty eye contact with her while he continued to drive. “You should’ve heard how excited she was for the babies. Apparently she’s been talking about it for months to her teacher and the class,” Colby tried his best to calm her nerves.

It was something the doctors were worried about already. Her blood pressure was constantly higher than what they would have liked. Now with the stress on the body and the anxiety the doctors are worried that Y/N could fall into distress and so could the babies.

“But Colby, we will have to spend more time with the twins and she’ll be sad that we aren’t paying attention to her. I just don’t want our little girl to be sad,” she rested her head against the headrest, shutting her eyes briefly.

“Baby, we’ll figure it out as time goes on, okay?” he spoke softly as he reached for her hand, squeezing it lightly. “We are just going to take it day by day,” He slowly began running his fingers along the top of her hand.

The drive to the hospital was quick and easy, they found a parking spot close enough to the front entrance of the hospital. Colby immediately jumped out of the car heading straight to the trunk. Y/N pushed her door open and began climbing out of the car slowly. Colby slammed the trunk while walking towards Y/N, she shut the door behind her and leaned her body against it. “Ready?” he questioned while raising his eyebrows, throwing the bags over his shoulders. She took in a long breath before nodding.

“It’s going to be okay,” he whispered as he leaned forward pressing his lips to the top of her head. She started walking towards the front entrance of the hospital, Colby walked slightly behind her watching her every movement.

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The checking in process was a lot less longer than they thought it was going to be. As soon as they walked up to the nurses station in the labor and delivery unit they were placed in a room. While she was changing into a hospital gown, Colby was laying down on one of the sofas FaceTiming his mom.

“How is she doing?” she asked over the phone. Colby ran his fingers over his lips as he glanced towards the bathroom door.

“She’s really nervous for this one,” he started, “I don’t know if it's because it's twins, or that she’s worried for Renni. I mean it’s probably both but, Mom, I don’t know what to say to make her feel better,” his mom was quiet on her end for only a few seconds as she stared towards her son on the phone.

“Well, she’s been on bed rest for months and now she’s finally going into labor, that’s scary. And she has a daughter who’s a ball of energy, that’s going to be hard to bring in two small babies into the mix. But, just make her feel comfortable, baby, that’s all you can do.”

Colby sighed as he glanced towards the bathroom door, “Yeah, I’ll try, but I gotta go Mom. I’ll keep you updated,” he said while he smiled towards the phone, “I love you,” he said before he ended the call. Shortly after Y/N walked out of the bathroom, holding her clothes she changed out of. He stood up and walked towards her reaching for her clothes. She gladly handed them towards him, as she continued walking towards the bed.

“Alrighty guys, I’m Nia, I’ll be your main nurse for today,” Nia said while she walked into the room dragging a tray table full of different needles and a few other things to help monitor the labor. Y/N slowly sat down onto the bed while smiling politely towards her. Colby gave her a small wave as he walked towards the side of the bed. “I’m just going to need to get a few testing before we start the induction process,”

She began taking a hold of a few different monitors and began placing them around Y/N chest to monitor her heart rate. Nia continued putting on all of the monitoring devices onto Y/N while asking questions about the babies and their family life. “So do you guys have any other kids or are these guys your first?” she asked as she began drawing Y/N’s blood.

“We have a daughter,” Colby answered while glancing towards the clock on the wall. Serenity wouldn’t be leaving school for another four hours. She asked a few more questions about Serenity, complimenting them about her name.

“Okay,” she smiled widely as she pulled her gloves off of her hands, “It’ll be a couple of minutes before we can start the induction process, we have to wait for the blood work to process and yada yada. But you guys just relax for a while, if you guys need me just hit that little red button,” she took the tray and left the room quickly.

Colby pulled a chair closer to the bed, sitting down beside her. “She’s peppy,” he whispered while widening his eyes briefly. She stifled a laugh as she arched her back lightly. She hissed in pain as she slowly adjusted her body on the bed. Colby's smile faded lightly as he watched her. “What’s wrong?” he asked innocently as he looked her body up and down. She placed her hand behind her back while she tilted her head towards him.

“I’m okay,” she whispered as she gazed into his eyes. He leaned his body forward while he rested his elbows on the mattress.

“Are you sure?” he breathed while his lips fell into a pout. She nodded while the corners of her lips curled up slightly. He leaned forward slowly, as his gaze flickered down to her lips. A grin forms to his lips as he rests a hand onto her check, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. “Let’s have some babies, yeah?” he whispered against her lips. A small chuckle falls from her lips as she leans her head against the pillow.

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It had been six hours since the induction process and the labor process was slowly becoming worse than the process was with Serenity. She squinted her eyes shut as she tightened her jaw. She quickly began squeezing Colby’s hand as another contraction started. “Another one?” Colby asked as he straightened his body, she nodded softly as her other hand wrapped around the railing on the bed. “You’re doing so good,” he whispered while he pretended not to feel anything from her hands.

Suddenly, Colby’s phone began ringing. He pulled it from his pocket seeing Sam’s name written over the screen. “It’s Sam,” he commented as he slid his finger across the screen, “Hey,” Colby whispered as Sam’s face came onto the screen.

“How’s it going?” Sam asked. Serenity’s voice was loud in the background alongside Kat’s.

“It’s been rough, but she’s pushing through, How’s Ren?” Colby smiled towards Y/N while glancing back towards his phone. Y/N slowly released her hand from Colby’s as the contraction slowly began to ease.

Sam laughed lightly at the question, “She’s Renni, that’s for sure,” he commented. Colby and Y/N chuckled as the words left Sam’s lips. “She’s about to eat some Mac and Cheese with dino nuggets. Which Kat and I are gladly going to eat as well,” Sam showed the boxes of Kraft Mac and Cheese alongside a bag of dino nuggets into the frame. “Here, you guys can talk to her,” Sam commented as he shuffled across the room handing his phone to the little girl.

“Mommy! Daddy!” she yelled through the phone. Colby handed the phone over to her. Y/N beamed as she stared at the phone screen. “Did you have babies?” she asked.

“Not yet, Renni, but soon. How are you doing?” the conversation lasted only for about five minutes before yet another contraction had started. Y/N did not want Serenity to see her mom hurting, so she quickly handed the phone over to Colby.

“Alright, Baby Girl, we have to go,” Serenity started whining on her end of the phone, “Ren, please be good for Uncle Sam and Aunt Kat, we love you,” Colby said while smiling softly.

“Okay,” she huffed while frowning, “Love you,” she replied while Colby had ended the call. Colby sighed as he shoved his phone into his pocket. A few seconds later, a few nurses, alongside Nia, and the midwife had entered the room.

“Alright, Momma, let’s have a look,” the midwife, Chloe, had said while putting on gloves. She sat down into the stool while helping Y/N place her legs up. Y/N kept her gaze towards Colby, she found comfort just looking into his eyes for only a second.

“So good, Love,” he whispered as he ran his fingers through her hair. She rolled her eyes playfully as she smirked. Chloe smiled as she stood up from the stool removing her gloves. She motioned one of the nurses to get a pair of new gloves. Colby and Y/N stare at her expectantly.

“It looks like you are fully dilated, Y/N,” she smiled towards the two of them. A nurse walks towards her holding out the gloves, waiting for Chloe to put them on. “We are going to get started right away, are you okay with that?” she smiled widely as she began walking towards the stool. Y/N’s face paled as she turned her full attention towards Colby. Her eyes scanned his features as he smiled widely with his cheeks flushed red.

Colby nodded reassuringly as he shifted his gaze towards Chloe. “The next contraction, you are going to start pushing,” she rested her hands on top of her knees as she waited for the contractions to start.

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“I can’t-I can’t do this anymore,” her head fell against the pillow as she took in a rushed breath. Her lips trembled as her eyes teared up more.

“You got this, Love,” Colby whispered in her ear as he pressed his lips against her cheek briefly. She shook her head as a sob left her lips.

“No I can’t, it hurts-I have to stop, please I can’t,” she cried out, each breath leaving her lips shorter than the last. Colby didn’t know what to say as he ran his hand along her back soothingly. His gaze shifts towards Chloe sitting at the edge of the bed, his eyes furrowed together angrily.

“Yes you can, Y/N. You’re almost there, one more push,” Chloe smiled reassuringly as she rested her hands on top of Y/N’s knees. “One more,”

“You said that last time!” Y/N cried out as she continued shaking her head.

“I know, I know, but I promise you this next one, will do the trick,” Chloe spoke as the next contraction started, Y/N took in a long shaky breath. She began pushing, as she cried out again in pain. “Almost there, look at that!” she cheered as the little boy was finally born. Loud cries left his mouth, “Okay, okay, you have a baby boy!” After cutting the umbilical cord she walks away from the bed carrying the little boy towards one of the tables.

Colby smiled widely towards Y/N, “We have a baby boy,” he raised his eyebrows as he ran his fingers through her hair. Y/N breathing started to quicken as she gasped for air. Reaching for his hand, she squeezes it a few times. Colby’s eyebrows furrowed together as he shifted his gaze down to their hands. Nia walked over to the bed, glancing towards the monitor and towards Y/N several times.

“Something’s wrong, Co-Colby something’s-,” she gasped as she tilted her head back against the pillow. Colby’s face lost its color as he stared towards Y/N. A few nurses took over Chloe’s spot of taking care of the new baby boy, while Chloe moved towards Y/N.

“Put oxygen on her,” she pointed towards the mask behind the bed while glancing towards the monitor, she brought out her stethoscope and began listening to her heart. A nurse placed the mask delicately on her and then backed away. She nodded a few times before wrapping it around her neck. “Start her on an IV drip,”

“Doctor,” Nia had said softly while holding a phone against her chest. Nia was already a few steps ahead on what Chloe was planning on doing. Chloe looked back towards her and nodded.

“Tell them it needs to be ready when I get there,” she commented as she stepped away from the bed, “Prep her for the c-section,” Several nurses started working together to prepare her. “Colby you need to step back,” she commented as she started walking to where he was sitting. Colby shook his head several times as he kept his gaze towards Y/N.

“No, no what’s going on?” he asked angrily as a few nurses rested her hands onto him and lightly pushed him away from the bed. “No, stop-”

“Colby, your wife is in distress,” Chloe rested her hand onto his arm trying to calm him down. “Her heart is overworking and she isn’t getting enough oxygen,”

“What does that mean?” his voice cracked as he fought off his tears. Within seconds Y/N was starting to be wheeled out of the room, “Where are you taking her?” he stumbled as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“We have to do a c-section to get the baby out because he isn’t getting enough oxygen,” she explained, “We have to get him out soon or we can lose them both,” Colby’s eyes widened as he rubbed his eyes several times.

“What the hell are you still standing here then?!” he yelled, throwing his hands in the air. She smiled weakly as she started heading out of the room heading to the OR. He stood still for a while as he stared towards the spot on the floor where the bed was once at. He quickly wiped his eyes avoiding the tears that were about to fall down onto his cheek.

“Mr. Brock,” Nia walked into the hospital room while taking slow steps towards him. Colby blinked several times as he shifted his gaze over to her, “Would you like us to call someone to sit with you,” Colby shook his head while he pursed his lips.

“Uh, no, I’m good,” he forced a smile.

“Come with me, I’ll show you where you can wait,” she motioned towards herself as she continued walking towards him. Colby nodded as he followed her out of the room.

His phone started to ring in his pocket as he sat down on one of the waiting room chairs. Pulling it out, he noticed his Mom’s name written on the screen. He sighed as he answered the phone. “Hey! How are you guys doing? Any babies yet?” she chripped. Colby took in a shaky breath as he stared at his hand.

“Uh-um, yeah but uh-” he stuttered as he wiped his hands across his lips.

“What’s going on, Love?” her voice became tremolous as she listened to her son.

“She’s not okay, Mom, she’s-I don’t know, Mom what do I do?” he cried into the phone.

“Okay, okay, calm down, tell me what’s going on,” she asked calmly. Colby tried his best to explain the situation but he was at a loss for words.

“I could lose her, Mom,” His body began to run cold as he whispered the words. His mom stayed silent for only a few seconds as she thought about what to say next.

“My love, you will not lose her, she is going to be fine,” she tried to reassure him. Colby sighed while he stood up from the chair, “Colby,” she said softly. He hummed in response while began pacing. “Have you held your son yet?” Colby stopped dead in his tracks as his lips quivered.

“N-no, so much had happened, I uh-”

“Colby, please go hold your son,” she paused, “Babies have all the answers,” Colby nodded his head but didn’t respond right away. He pulled his phone away from his ear as he walked towards the nurses station.

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Four Years Later

Requested by a lovely, lovely anon!

I have been through the wringer with this one. Sooo many ideas came to me for this but I settled on one and it turned out to be therapeutic for me in a way. With that being said, I apologize if you can’t relate to the version of the reader I wrote. I’ve been dealing with stuff so I left some of it in this story. I hope you guys all enjoy!

Prompts Used: 6. “Losing you was the most unbearable pain I’ve ever felt.” 11. “I wasn’t ready to say goodbye - I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready to say goodbye” 14. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

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(gif by me)

You and Damien shared a laugh as the two of you collapsed on his bed. You guys had just come back from a long day of work and decided that a night of movies and junk food at his place would be the best way to unwind.

“I don’t know, I think if I start a new series, we’ll never sleep and knowing your taste in anime, I won’t want to miss anything by falling asleep.” You told him when he suggested that you should start ‘Danganronpa’ tonight as he wanted to rewatch it.

“But see, I’ve already seen them so there’s a chance that I’ll remember where we left off without spoiling future episodes for you.” Damien insisted.

“There’s a chance you’ll remember? Oh, you poor, tired fool. How much you wanna bet you’ll fall asleep before I do?”

“Then you’ll remember. Your sleepy memory isn’t all that bad.”

“You would have to be an idiot to trust I’ll remember before I fall asleep.”

Damien smiled at you, turning on his side to face you.

“Then...I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.” He gave you a peck on the lips. “Sooooooooo?”

You couldn’t help but smile at the hopeful tone and look in his eyes.

“Okay.”

“Great. I’ll order dinner. Pizza or Sushi?”

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“Damien, hey. What are you doing here?” You asked, with a surprised smile on your face. You definitely weren’t expecting him to show up.

“This is gonna sound weird but I really need to talk to you.” Damien replied, a sheepish smile on his face.

You moved aside and let him in.

“What’s weird about us talking?”

“Because it’s about us...our relationship.”

Oh. Maybe not as weird as he would think because you were considering talking to him too. You had been broken up for 4 years and even though the two of you had become friends again, the break up was never really spoken of. And Damien needed it to be because he felt there was something you held back on. He had been talking to Shayne about it and even he agreed that everything down to the timing was...off, for lack of a better term.

Damien coming over tonight was Shayne’s idea. It was time to finally get some answers so that Damien can either decide to try to get back together with you or move on for good.

“What about it?” You asked, sitting next to him on your couch.

“Part of me has always wondered if you and I could or should get back together. Like, I still don’t get where everything went wrong. I thought we were happy.” Damien admitted.

“I don’t know if we should do this, Damien.”

“I have to. I need to make a decision about something and I can’t decide if we don’t talk about this.”

You sighed, running a hand through your hair, considering this for a long moment. You were looking to talk to him about this too, why were you so reluctant now that it was time.

“Please, Y/N.” Damien continued, taking your hand in his.

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“Come on, Y/N, pleeeeease?” Damien begged, smile on his face as he held onto your hand.

That stupid smile. How dare he use it against you?

Because it worked and he knew it.

“Okay, fiiine.” You groaned for added effect.

“Yes!! Okay, let’s go!”

Shayne had shaken his head as he and Courtney followed you and an excited Damien to wait in line for a rollercoaster.

Honestly, you were neutral on rollercoasters and that’s only because you tend to have some anxiety about them. Once you went through the first one, you were fine but the previous night was spent at Shayne’s where someone had the brilliant idea to marathon the Final Destination series. And guess where the first death vision in Final Destination 3 took place? A rollercoaster.

You knew the odds of that happening were minimal but it didn’t help you from experiencing flashbacks. It did help though to have Damien reassuring you that it was gonna be okay and distract you while you guys waited.

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“Okay.” You agreed, taking a deep breath after. “Where do you wanna start?”

Damien took a moment to consider that. He didn’t think you’d agree to talking about it so he hadn’t thought that far ahead.

“When you decided to break up with me...did you plan it or was it a spur of the moment thing?” He asked. “It was just too sudden. It had to have been something else.”

You sighed again, leaning back into the cushions on your couch. Your glance remained on your hands because you couldn’t look at Damien.

“Do you remember our break up?”

“Of course I do.”

“There was something else I meant to tell you but, um...I couldn’t so I chose in the moment to break up with you instead.”

“Why couldn’t you tell me? Did I do something to make you feel that you couldn’t trust me?”

“Of course not. I just...I just couldn’t.”

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Your stomach was running rampant with butterflies and you felt nauseous and nervous all tied up into one. Damien grabbed a hold of your hand as he drove, kissing the back of it and smiling at you. You smiled back at him before glancing out the window, listening to the music.

You were gonna tell him. You had to tell him. He was your boyfriend, he needed to know.

You had decided to let the two of you enjoy the day together. Damien at least deserved that before you shifted the mood. Before it turned to endless amounts of worrying on his part; before it turned into him deciding to cancel his plans with his friends so he could stay with you; before it turned into him possibly wanting to put his life and dreams on hold until you were good again.

Oh god. You couldn’t do that to him. He didn’t deserve that. He deserves to be happy and there’s a chance he wouldn’t be if he was with you.

“Y/N?” Damien called out to you. “Hey, you okay babe?”

You were brought back to reality as you looked around to see you guys were already parked in front of you place.

“Damien...I think we should break up.” You said suddenly.

You looked over to Damien, who looked like he had just been slapped in the face.

“I’m sorry.” You added before opening the car door.

“Wait, wait, wait. Talk to me.” Damien practically begged when he came back to his senses. “What’s going on? Why?”

“I just--there’s no easy way to say that I fell out of love with you.”

Okay, what the hell? WHY WOULD YOU THINK TO SAY THAT? You could’ve come up with something else but no, you had to practically twist the freaking knife.

“You fell out of love with me.” Damien repeated to himself sadly.

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“That’s not a straight answer, Y/N.” Damien told you, a hint of irritability in his tone.

“I know, Damien.” You shared his tone. “I’m still having a hard time talking about it.”

“What was so bad that you chose to break up with me instead of tell me? Did you cheat on me?”

“No, no. I never would’ve done that to you.”

“Then what?”

You wiped at tears building in your eyes as you got up and began pacing.

“I found out that I had a rare autoimmune disease. It was gonna take a toll on a lot of things in my life and I broke up with you to keep it from affecting yours.” You finally said.

“What?”

Damien was shocked. Why would you hide this from him? Why would you think that breaking up with him would help anything? You were sick and you thought the best course of action was to break up with him when you needed him the most.

“I was sick, Damien. I still am. I haven’t told anybody.”

“Why not?”

“Because I knew it would get back to you. I knew that if you found out, you would drop everything to take care of me when I needed it. I would’ve held you back.”

“No. That’s not true.”

“Yes it is. I haven’t been in remission for longer than 3 months. I go to the doctor so much and we still haven’t figured out a treatment that will stick. You remember when we started being friends again? When I would cancel plans? That was because my body physically hurt so much, I couldn’t get out of bed or want to move. I get sick easily and am almost always sick. It was why I was so run down all the time during the last few months of our relationship and why I was losing weight without doing anything.”

You stopped pacing and sat back down.

“You would’ve stayed to take care of me, Damien.” You continued, taking hold of his hand. “Your friends would’ve gotten sick of you cancelling on them and you would have probably insisted on taking shorter days at work...you probably would have ended up resenting me after a while.”

“Y/N...” He squeezed your hand, wiping the tears from his eyes with his free one.

“Losing you was the most unbearable pain I’ve ever felt. More than the bad days of my illness have ever been. I honestly believed and still do believe I did the right thing.”

“I--I could’ve never resented you.” Damien told you.

“I didn’t want to give you the chance to. You have worked so hard to get to where you are and where you were when we were together. I didn’t want you to throw it all away for me.”

“You mentioned remission. What exactly do you have?”

“It’s called Churg-Strauss Syndrome. Easiest way to put it is that my immune system is confused because it’s overproducing eosinophils and sending them to my lungs. So this confusion is causing my immune system to attack my lungs.”

“So the remission would be stopping your immune system from overproducing the e--eo--si--”

“Yeah. But it’s rare enough that there’s not enough research for a definitive way to treat it.”

“I wish you would’ve told me, Y/N. We could’ve made it through this. You didn’t have to go through this alone.”

“Just because you didn’t know, doesn’t mean you and Shayne and everyone else weren’t there for me. I wasn’t alone. You guys made sure I didn’t feel that way even if you didn’t realize that.”

Damien had leaned forward, your hand still in his as his forehead rest against yours. The two of you cried as you allowed Damien to take the time to let everything you told him sink in.

“When we broke up I wasn’t ready to say goodbye--I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready to say goodbye. Not to you.” Damien expressed with a sniffle. “I still want you, Y/N. I still want to be with you after all of this. Your illness could never keep me away from you. I love you too damn much.”

Honestly, if you hadn’t let your overthinking get in the way, this is what you would have hoped to hear from Damien when you told him. You let go of his hand and cupped both sides of his face and kissed him.

This...this felt right. Just moments ago you felt breaking up with him was the right thing to do...but now, as you kissed him, you realized it was a mistake. You never even gave him a chance to figure things out and make his own choices about your relationship.

“I love you, Damien.” You whispered when you pulled back from the kiss. “I’m so sorry.”

“I forgive you. You did what you thought was right. Even though it was a bit misguided.” He couldn’t help but smile. He had you back.

It felt good not holding onto this secret anymore. Maybe as you continue to get through this, it’ll be easier with Damien on your side; with your support system being stronger.

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“A Devil’s Love” Chapter 4: I Shall Be Your Nurse

Description: Chloe’s best friend is back, and Lucifer’s charm can’t seem to affect her either. Is she also a miracle child? Or something…more? [Story starts during S2 Ep4, Female Reader Insert]

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AN: Updated March 14, 2020 - Grammar AN: Updated July 15, 2020 - Grammar

Rating: Teen Warning[s]: Swearing

Show Timeline: Season 2 after episode 11

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The Goddess of all creation stood in the shadows of her son's nightclub parking garage. She had been waiting for hours, but it would have been hours well spent.

How can she compare waiting a few measly human hours to having her Lightbringer back home? Up in the Heavens where he belonged.

For her to have her family back.

The Goddess watched as Lucifer pulled into his parking space. To her disappointment, he led her target up the elevator with him. That's fine. What're a couple more minutes?

But those minutes turned into a few more hours before her prey exited the elevator. Alone.

It's impossible to explain the excitement flowing through the Goddess.

She opened the cap to the trigger, and-

"Mother!"

The Goddess whirled on her heels to come face to face with her son, Amenadiel.

"What are you doing, Mother?"

"I'm about to eliminate the problem that is keeping Lucifer here!"

"What problem?" The Goddess motioned her son's attention to her prey, who now talked on her phone.

Her son's eyes went wide when he saw the trigger, "Mother no! You can't kill her!" He went to grab the trigger, but the Goddess ran back, "Mother, Lucifer will stop at nothing to find out who killed her, and if he finds out it was you-"

"But why?!" The Goddess could not help the desperation that escaped her voice, "She's just a human! Humans die! How could he want to stay here with them?! With her!"

"It's more than just her keeping him here, Mother. This will accomplish nothing."

Her son dashed at her. The two fought briefly, with her as the winner as she threw her son far from her.

She picked up the trigger, spun on her heel to see her prey looking back at her approaching Lightbringer and--

And an explosion went off.

The second son came up to her and looked on in horror at the scene playing before him.

"Mother, how could you?!"

But instead of pure joy from a job well done, the Goddess’s face was scrunched in confusion. She held up her trigger, which had yet to be pushed down.

"I didn't do that."

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Darkness.

Always darkness.

You knew it. Everything. Everyone. It was too good to be true.

You could never escape. He was right.

You try to move, but feel that your body is tied down.

Of course it is. Time for more punishment.

But...something's different. You're laying on your back. He usually laid you on your stomach. He only did punishment on your back, where evidence of your crime, your betrayal, lay.

Did he finally damage your back enough? Was he going for the front now? Maybe he thinks that if he damages your whole body it'll change His mind.

You don't believe it. Nothing changes His mind.

You start to hear some...beeping? The more you hear it the more panicked you become.

What is he going to do to me?

As the beeping grows louder and more frequent you start to hear the voices, but these voices sound different from what you were used to.

Her heartbeat is rising too high! She's entering a panicked state! Get her in the room now!

You feel the table under you start to move then stop. Then there were hands on you and needles entering you.

The beeping grew.

The voices began to shout.

Sir! You can't be in here! Sir, you must leave! We're trying to save her life! Security!

But then all the voices cease, and you feel a warmth. You see a light in the darkness break through.

"Earth."

That voice...so familiar. So warm.

"My father isn't allowed to have you yet. Come back, darling. You're safe. I promise."

The warmth starts at your hand and spreads throughout your body. You run towards that warmth, that light.

"Open your eyes, love."

You slowly open your eyes. You have to blink a few times to adjust. Once you do you see you're in a room. A normal-looking room. With monitors, wires, a window, even a TV.

You see frightened faces in front of you, but to your right you see that warmth. That light.

"Hello, darling." The light smiles at you.

You try to smile back, but your face hurts, and you can feel something over your nose and mouth.

"Thank you for coming back to me, love. Now rest. I'll be here when you wake fully." The light squeezes your hand gently, and you succumb to its command.

Unknown to you, that light looks to the doctor and nurses and turns bitterly cold.

"Save her. I don't believe I have to say what will happen if you don't."

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Lucifer refused to leave the hospital until the doctor assured him that you were stable. It took a while, but Alice convinced him that she would call him as soon as any sign of you waking up showed.

Before he left, though, he made sure that you would be well protected.

"I have a job, Lucifer."

"Yes, well you're still pledged to me, despite your betrayal with my brother."

"You're still on that?"

"Protect K9 until I punish the pathetic human that tried to end her life."

"I am a bounty hunter. I can find this guy quicker-"

"No. Look Maze," Lucifer put his hands on his demon's shoulders, "you are the only one that I can trust to actually keep her safe."

Maze looks the Devil in the eyes, sighs and rolls them, "Fine."

"Wonderful. Now, let me introduce you to the lovely Ms. Green!"

As if on cue, Alice returns to your hospital door with vending machine goodies in hand, "Oh, hello!" She places her snacks on a chair, "You must be Maze! Lucifer told me to expect you."

Alice holds out her hand, but instead of shaking it Maze looks her up and down, taking in her floral dress.

"Um," Alice awkwardly retracts her hand, "Earth told me about your skills at that 'girls night'. Very impressive!" She fidgets with her fingers, "I agree with Lucifer. You're the best option to make sure this bomber doesn't get near her again."

"Well, I must be off." Lucifer waves behind him as he walks away, "The Detective needs my help to find the bastard. Ta-ta!"

"Sooo," Alice motions her snacks to Maze, "Want to raid my snack chair?"

Maze huffs.

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"What are you saying, Detective?"

"It's out of my hands."

"How could you?!"

"Lucifer-" Chloe looks around them and sees that their conversation was starting to attract attention. She pulls Lucifer into the forensic lab, knowing that Ella was still at the site.

"How could you do nothing?!" Lucifer shouts at her when the door shuts.

"It's not by choice, Lucifer! The FBI took this case over, and I can't do anything unless called upon."

"But she's-"

"I know, Lucifer! You don't think I'm upset too?!" Chloe's frustration clearly shows on her face, as well as the angry tears she kept in her eyes, "My best friend almost died, and I'm being forced to keep my hands off of it! I can't do anything!"

"Well I, for one, am not going to let anyone tell me what I can and can't do. I'll find this scum myself and do my own judgment."

"Lucifer!" But the door has already slammed shut on her.

The next couple of days Lucifer spent texting Maze and Alice, who seemed to be getting along fantastically. He also hired more guards and, despite the FBI agent telling him not to, he opens LUX back up. He received a couple of texts and calls from Chloe, but he ignored them.

He was currently searching for a new car for you when Alice called him.

"Doctor says she'll be up in a couple of hours!"

"I'm on my way."

Lucifer's on his feet and in his car faster than any human, of course. He first drives to the nearest florist and gets a dozen roses of various colors. He then goes to his favorite sweet shop and gets a box of chocolates.

He parks in the visitors spot and takes long strides to your hospital room. He smiles as he opens your door, but when he sees who's in the room his smile slightly dips.

"Detective?"

"Hey, Lucifer." She gives him a confused look at his expression, "What? You didn't think I wouldn't want to be here when she wakes up?"

"No, of course not." He brushes past her and gives nods of hello to Maze and Alice. He places the vase of roses on the table next to the window and keeps the chocolates in his coat pocket.

Chloe eyes the roses and hums to herself.

"Alright now, darling." Lucifer holds onto your left hand and looks at your face, "You've slept long enough. Time to wake up."

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You wake up in the darkness for a second time.

But this time the light is already here, waiting for you.

Your body feels...good. Well, different from how punishments usually go. The light reminds you, however, that this wasn't a punishment. That you hadn't imagined everyone. They were real, and they were waiting.

You open your eyes.

"Welcome back, love." Lucifer smiles warmly at you.

You give him a small smile back and look around you.

"Hey there, girl." Chloe takes the seat to your right and holds your hand. She's smiling, and you see the wetness in her eyes.

"Welcome back, Ms." Alice stands at the foot of your hospital bed, gripping the railings tightly to keep her emotions in check. You see Maze standing behind her in the shadows, but even there you can see the sparkle in her eyes. She's happy too.

You try to sit up and speak, but all that comes out is grunts. Lucifer gets you a glass of water for your dry throat and Chloe helps you sit up.

"Hey guys." You smile at the room after you down the water.

"There she is! Glad to see you haven't forgotten about us, K9." Lucifer smiles, teeth and all, at you.

"How are you feeling?" Chloe squeezes your hand slightly and looks concerned.

"Better. A lot better. What exactly happened?" You look back and forth between Chloe and Lucifer.

"Someone put a bomb under your car." Chloe starts explaining when Lucifer refuses to speak, "That's all I know. The FBI took over the investigation. Even Ella can't tell me anything about what she finds at the site."

"No one else got hurt, right?" You ask her, then turn to Lucifer, "You're ok right? You were there when…"

"No one else got hurt, and yes I'm fine." Lucifer gives you a small smile and squeezes your hand.

Chloe looks between the two of you, heart constricting. Her phone ringing snaps her out of the feeling, "Excuse me." She leaves the room and answers her phone.

"Try to get back on your feet soon, Earth." Alice playfully slaps your covered feet, "The clinic is all ready to go. Just waiting on you to cut the ribbon to officially open."

"Can't miss that!" You wink at her and she laughs.

"Your crew from the precinct and at the clinic wrote some cards for you. You even got one from the team back in NY." Alice points over to the table, but your sight becomes fixated on the vase of roses.

"Since you're up now I'm leaving. I got humans to catch." Maze starts to walk out the door.

"Thank you for being here, Maze!" Alice smiles at her. Maze looks at Lucifer and he gives her a nod, then she's gone.

"You're going to get hungry soon. Let me see what the hospital has for food, and I have to let the doctors know you're fully awake now." Alice waves at you then leaves the room.

"They're mine."

You blink at Lucifer, "What?"

"The roses." He gives you a sly grin, "I noticed you staring."

"They are beautiful. How'd you know roses are my favorite? I don't remember telling you that last night."

"Three nights ago actually, darling."

"...What?"

"You've been asleep for three days. Almost four."

"Oh…"

Lucifer squeezes your hand and smiles at you, trying to brighten you back up, "To answer your question, I asked Ms. Green. It seems a tradition for you humans to give flowers to those in the hospital. I wanted to make sure I got the right ones."

"Hmm," you hum at him, and decide to brighten up for him, "Well, actually, they still might not be right."

"...Pardon?" He was confused now.

"Do they still have their thorns?"

He looks between you and the flowers. Eyebrow raised, he stands and walks over to the vase. He takes out a red rose and inspects it.

"...They do not."

"Ah, damn." You snap your fingers in that "oh drat" manner, "I like my roses with thorns still on them." You raise your hand to him and press your index finger and thumb together, but with them barely touching, "So close."

He laughs at your sarcastic smile, "Pray tell, why do they need the thorns to be perfect for you, darling?"

"I like to think of them as 'beauty on the outside, danger on the inside', the opposite of the original saying. If you run up and pluck a rose from its bush you're likely to get pricked." You shrug, "Beauty isn't everything. You have to know what's inside too."

Lucifer hums in response, but looks at the rose, not you. He then comes back to your left side and smiles, "I see, but if they still have the thorns you couldn't do this." He puts the rose behind your left ear and pulls the stem around to your other ear. He sits down and holds your chin with his index and thumb.

"Beautiful." He smiles. You're stunned silent and probably as red as a fire hydrant. It didn't help that your heart monitor started beeping more rapidly.

You hear a cough and knock on your door and see Chloe standing in the doorframe, looking.

"Chloe!" You pull away from Lucifer and shove the rose under your hospital blanket. You tried to ignore the disappointing grunt that came from him, "How was your phone call?" You ask too loudly.

"Bad news for you, I'm afraid." She comes back to your right side, "That was the FBI agent in charge of this case. He's coming over now that you're awake. He has questions for you." She rubs your hand, "I tried to tell him that you just woke up and to come back tomorrow, but-"

"It's ok, Chloe." You pat her hand, "I'd rather get this done and over with."

"I'm back! And not with good food." Alice holds up a tray of that typical hospital food to everyone.

"Which is why I bought this!" Lucifer pulls out the box of chocolates and smiles devilishly.

"Lucifer, she just woke up! I highly doubt the doctor wants the first thing in her stomach to be chocolate." Chloe rolls her eyes at the man.

"It's alright, Chlo. I can suffer a bit more." You smile at her as you take the box from him and open it up to everyone, "I'll probably need this energy for that agent anyways."

For the next hour you, Lucifer, Chloe, and Alice share the food and chocolate while talking about various things. The doctor finally comes in to check up on you, and that's when the agent knocks on the door.

"Hello, Ms. Earth. I'm Agent Monroe." The man comes to stand beside Chloe and holds his hand out to you.

"Hello, Agent Monroe." You shake his hand.

Chloe stands and offers her hand, "I'm Detective Decker. I'm who you spoke with on the phone."

"Detective Decker." He shakes Chloe's hand.

Chloe motions to Lucifer, "And this is Lucifer-"

"Oh, I know who this chap is." Lucifer looks completely uninterested, "He's the one who told me to keep my club closed until this was over."

"And I see you took my warning in stride, Mr. Morningstar." Lucifer smiles at the man and pops a chocolate in his mouth.

"This is Alice Green. My business partner." You motion over to Alice and Monroe shakes her hand.

"I'm sorry I couldn't give you more time to recover Ms., but I feel it's best to let you know now what we have found and how we'd like you to go forward."

"Oh?" You look questionably at him.

"First let me start with the questions," he pulls out a notepad and pen from his suit coat, "Who, do you know, could have been around your car that night?"

"I gave my keys to the LUX valet. Other than him I don't know. Various clubbers I'm sure."

"And you've already interrogated my worker." Lucifer comments.

"Do you know anyone who could hold a grudge against you?" Monroe continues, ignoring Lucifer's comment.

You stayed quiet.

"Ms.?"

"Um, no. I don't believe so. Besides, I don't really see this as an attack on me."

Everyone stares at you now.

Oops.

"Ms. Earth," Monroe puts his notepad back in his coat and holds his hands together in front of him, "We have evidence to believe that this was an attack on your life." Chloe and Lucifer look at him. Alice's eyes remain on yours.

"What kind of evidence?" Chloe asks.

"The first sweep of the area we found only one bomb and it was attached to Ms. Earth's car." He speaks to Chloe, "No other bombs were found in the area. We even checked every car parked."

"I ordered a final sweep," he looks back to you, "and we did find another bomb, but this one hadn't been activated by a trigger. It was activated when the first bomb went off."

"Well if you found another bomb then-"

"Ms. Earth." He raises a hand to interrupt you, "That second bomb was also found on your vehicle, and it was of different make than the first one."

"Are you saying that-"

"Yes." He interrupts Chloe and stares hard at you, "Ms., I believe you were targeted by two different parties that night."

"What?!" Both Lucifer and Chloe gasp at the man. You immediately feel light-headed and start to sink into your bed. Alice rushes over to your right and helps to hold you upright. When Lucifer notices he stands to help raise you on your left.

"Mr. Morningstar, I'm going to need all security footage of the parking garage for that night, as well as a couple of nights before. Ms. Earth, I highly advise you to stay at one of our safety bunkers to keep a low profile."

"No." You take a shaky breath in and out, then stare at him with force, "I'm not going to let these people control my life. I will go home to rest, then continue my life like normal."

"Ms., that's not-"

"I don't care." You silence him, "It's what I want and it's what I'm going to do."

"If I may," your doctor, who had been standing in the hall waiting for the agent to finish, knocks on your door, "you'll need someone to take care of you for a few days. You are healing remarkably well, but someone should be with you to help you walk and apply the medication."

"You can stay with me, Earth. Trixie would love to be a nurse for you, considering how she's already worried about you."

"No no. You've already got Maze. Besides, I'd feel like I'd be putting you guys at risk."

"We're only a couple of doors down from each other." Alice chips in, "You can have your space and just call me when you need help."

"The lives of those in the building would be at risk." Monroe points out, "It's not a hard thing to bomb a small apartment building like that."

"It's settled then!" Lucifer claps his hands and looks like a kid on Christmas, "I shall be your nurse in my humble abode!"

Oh no. No no no.

"That does seem like your best option Ms. Earth. If you wish to continue your life and heal outside of this hospital, Mr. Morningstar's club is a smart idea. We've no reason to believe the attackers wish to harm anyone besides you, but that could be different if you were in a building with a dozen people versus a hundred. It'd be much more difficult to bomb that entire building, as well."

"Plus I've doubled my guard, and my walk-in shower has a seat for you to comfortably wash yourself." Lucifer gives you his flirtatious smile and wiggles his eyebrows.

Out of the corner of your eye you believe you see, and possibly feel, daggers coming out of Chloe.

Fuck.

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Lucifer left the room to call ahead his security team to have the footage ready for Agent Monroe. The agent bid you farewell and gave you his number in case you thought of anything. Alice left next after you forced her to go home and get some rest.

Chloe stayed behind.

"Are you sure you're going to be ok?" Chloe helps you get dressed and sit with your legs dangling over the bed, waiting for the release papers.

"Now that I'm stuck with him for a few days, nope."

Chloe chuckles softly and wraps an arm around your shoulder, "My offer still stands."

"And so does my reasoning." You sigh into Chloe's touch, "If there's someone, or multiple someones, after me I don't want to put your family at risk. Agent Monroe is right. These people probably don't mind if a couple of innocents get in the way."

Chloe's silent for a while, "Hey, um. Are you and Lucifer…?"

"Nope. No way. Not even in the slightest."

"Then...why did you go out with him?"

"I only agreed to the outing because Lucifer wanted it as repayment for him giving me that construction company. Apparently, helping to save his home wasn't enough." You turn towards her and look her in the eyes, "It was not a date. I swear, Chloe. In fact, I also agreed to it to make sure he was good for you."

Chloe smiles at you and hugs you, "I believe you, Earth. Always do. Thank you." She whispers in your ear. You hug her back the best you can with arms wrapped up.

"What are the chances that I can be in the middle of that hug, but with all clothes off?" Lucifer smiles as he walks back into the room.

"Only in your dreams, Lucifer," Chloe remarks.

"It's already happening there. Precisely why I'm asking about it now."

A nurse comes in with the release papers and instructions on the healing process. She explains everything to everyone, then hands the clipboard over to you and Lucifer to sign. You get Chloe to sign too in case Lucifer forgot something. You think it's evident that he will.

The nurse takes the clipboard then brings in a wheelchair.

"Oh no. I don't want a wheelchair. Just give me the crutches."

"I had a feeling you would say that, K9. Which is why I already took the liberty of putting the crutches in my car so you'd be forced to use the wheelchair out of here!"

"Lucifer." Chloe hisses.

"What? As K9's nurse, I want to push her around. At least once." He smiles like the trouble maker he is.

"Push me in a wall or down a set of stairs and I will kill you." You warn.

"Promises, promises. Come now, darling!"

Lucifer pushes you down the hall and outside. Chloe walks with you guys, and once you're secured in Lucifer's car she says her goodbyes and promises to call you tonight.

"Despite you being injured, I'm positively thrilled to spend more time with you, K9!" Lucifer looks sideways at you with a smile as he pulls out of the hospital, "I wonder what secrets I can coax out of you during these days."

You grunt, "Just drive, Lucifer."

"Your wish is my command, darling!"

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A Devil’s Love: Chapter 4

AN: As I'm sure you've all already heard, Netflix renewed Lucifer for S5, but as a finale. I do believe in Ildy & Joe to make it the best, but I AM still fighting, and will continue to fight until S5's release. I am tweeting at Netflix at least once a day, explaining why I believe Lucifer should end in S6, and not S5. I think we Lucifans CAN win just one more season, but we have to fight again! And, of course, if we don't win we should all be grateful that Netflix picked it up and allowed the show to end properly.

Warnings: Swearing

AO3, Fanfiction Net, Wattpad

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Chapter 4: I Shall Be Your Nurse

The Goddess of all creation stood in the shadows of her son's nightclub parking garage.

She had been waiting for hours, but it would have been hours well spent.

How can she compare waiting a few measly human hours to having her Lightbringer back home. Up in the Heavens where he belonged.

For her to have her family back.

The Goddess watched as Lucifer pulled into his parking space. To her disappointment, he lead her target up the elevator with him. That's fine. What's a couple more minutes?

But those minutes turned into a few more hours before her prey exited the elevator. Alone.

It's impossible to explain the excitement flowing through the Goddess.

She opened the cap to the trigger, and-

"Mother!"

The Goddess whirled on her heels to come face to face with her son, Amenadiel.

"What are you doing, Mother?"

"I'm about to eliminate the problem that is keeping Lucifer away from home!"

"What problem?" The Goddess motioned her son's attention to her prey, who now talked on her phone.

"But why!" The Goddess could not help the desperation that escaped her voice, "She's just a human! Humans die! How could he want to stay here with them?! With her!"

"It's more than just her keeping him here, Mother. This will accomplish nothing."

Her son dashed at her. The two fought briefly, with her as the winner as she threw her son far from her.

She picked up the trigger, spun on her heel to see her prey looking back at her approaching Lightbringer and--

And an explosion went off.

The second son came up to her, and looked on in horror at the scene playing before him.

"Mother, how could you?!"

But instead of pure joy from a job well done, the Goddess' face was scrunched in confusion. She holds up her trigger, which had yet to be pushed down.

"I didn't do that."

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Darkness.

Always. Darkness.

You knew it. Everything. Everyone. It was too good to be true.

You could never escape. He was right.

You try to move, but felt that your body was tied down.

Of course it was. Time for more punishment.

But...something was different. You were laying on your back. He usually laid you on your stomach. He only did punishment on your back, where evidence of your crime, your betrayal, lay.

Did he finally damage your back enough? Was he going for the front now? Maybe he thinks that if he damages your whole body it'll change His mind.

You didn't believe it. Nothing changes His mind.

You start to hear some...beeping? The more you hear it the more panicked you became.

What is he going to do to me?

As the beeping got louder and more frequent you start to hear the voices, but these voices sounded different from what you were used to.

Her heartbeat is raising too high!

She's entering a panicked state!

Get her in the room now!

You felt the table under you start to move then stop. Then there were hands on you and needles entering you.

The beeping grew.

The voices began to shout.

Sir! You can't be in here!

Sir, you must leave! We're trying to save her life!

Security!

But then all the voices ceased, and you felt a warmth. You saw a light in the darkness break through.

"Earth."

That voice...so familiar. So warm.

"My father isn't allowed to have you yet. Come back, darling. You're safe. I promise."

The warmth started at your hand and spread throughout your body. You ran towards that warmth, that light.

"Open your eyes, love."

You slowly open your eyes. You have to blink a few times to adjust. Once you do you see you're in a room. A normal looking room. With monitors, wires, a window, even a TV.

You saw frightened faces in front of you, but to your right you saw that warmth. That light.

"Hello, darling." The light smiles at you.

You try to smile back, but your face hurts, and you can feel something over your nose and mouth.

"Thank You for coming back to me, love. Now rest. I'll be here when you wake fully." The light squeezes your hand gently, and you succumb to his command.

Unknown to you, that light looks to the doctor and nurses and turns bitterly cold.

"Save her. I don't believe I have to say what will happen if you don't."

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Lucifer Morningstar refused to leave the hospital until the doctor assured him that you were stable. It took awhile, but Alice convinces him that she would call him as soon as any sign of you waking up showed.

Before he left, though, he made sure that you would be well protected.

"I have a job, Lucifer."

"Yes, well you're still pledged to me, despite your betrayal with my brother."

"You're still on that?"

"Protect K9 until I punish the pathetic human that tried to end her life."

"I am a bounty hunter. I can find this guy quicker-"

"No. Look, Maze," Lucifer put his hands on his demon's shoulders, "You are the only one that I can trust to actually keep her safe."

Maze looks the Devil in the eyes, sighs and rolls them, "Fine."

"Wonderful. Now, let me introduce you to the lovely Miss. Green!"

As if on cue, Alice returns to your hospital door with vending machine goodies in hand, "Oh, hello!" She places her snacks on a chair, "You must be Maze! Lucifer told me to expect you."

Alice holds out her hand, but instead of shaking it Maze looks her up and down. Taking in her floral dress.

"Well, I must be off." Lucifer waves behind him as he walks away, "The Detective needs my help to find the bastard. Ta-ta!"

"Sooo," Alice motions her snacks to Maze, "Want to raid my snack chair?"

Maze huffs.

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"What are you saying, Detective?"

"It's out of my hands."

"How could you?!"

"Lucifer-" Chloe looks around them and sees that their conversation was starting to attract attention. She pulls Lucifer into the forensic lab, knowing that Ella was still at the site.

"How could you do nothing?!" Lucifer shouts at her when the door shuts.

"It's not by choice, Lucifer! The FBI took this case over, and I can't do anything unless called upon."

"But she's-"

"Well I, for one, am not going to let anyone tell me what I can and can't do. I'll find this scum myself and do my own judgement."

"Lucifer!" But the door has already slammed shut on her.

He was currently searching his phone for a new car for you when Alice called him.

"Doctor says she'll be up in a couple hours!"

"I'm on my way."

He parks in the visitors spot and takes long strides to your hospital room. He smiles as he opens your door, but when he sees who's in the room his smile slightly dips.

"Detective?"

"Hey, Lucifer." She gives him a confused look at his expression, "What? You didn't think I wouldn't want to be here when she wakes up?"

"No, of course not." He brushes past her and gives nods of hello to Maze and Alice. He places the vase of roses on the table next to the window and keeps the chocolates in his coat pocket.

Chloe eyes the roses and hums to herself.

"Alright now, darling." Lucifer holds onto your left hand and looks at your face, "You've slept long enough. Time to wake up."

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You awoke for the second time in the darkness.

But this time that light was already there, waiting for you.

Your body felt...good. Well, different from how punishments usually go. The light reminds you, however, that this wasn't a punishment. That you hadn't imagined everyone. They were real, and they were waiting.

You open your eyes.

"Welcome back, love." Lucifer smiles warmly at you.

You give him a small smile back and look around you.

"Hey there, girl." Chloe takes the seat to your right and holds your hand. She's smiling, and you see the wetness in her eyes.

"Welcome back Miss." Alice stood at the foot of your hospital bed, gripping the railings tightly to keep her emotions in check. You saw Maze standing behind her in the shadows, but even there you could see the sparkle in her eyes. She was happy too.

You try to sit up and speak, but all that comes out is grunts. Lucifer gets you a glass of water for your dry throat and Chloe helps you sit up.

"Hey guys." You smile at the room after you down the water.

"There she is! Glad to see you haven't forgotten about us, K9." Lucifer smiles, teeth and all, at you.

"How are you feeling?" Chloe squeezes your hand slightly and looks concerned.

"Better. A lot better. What exactly happened?" You look back and forth between Chloe and Lucifer.

"No one else got hurt, right?" You ask her, then turn to Lucifer, "You're ok right? You were there when…"

"No one else got hurt, and yes I'm fine." Lucifer gives you a small smile and squeezes your hand.

Chloe looks between the two of you, heart constricting. Her phone ringing snaps her out of the feeling, "Excuse me." She leaves the room and answers her phone.

"Try to get back on your feet soon, Earth." Alice playfully slaps your covered feet, "The clinic is all ready to go. Just waiting on you to cut the ribbon to officially open."

"Can't miss that!" You wink at her and she laughs.

"Your crew from the precinct and at the clinic wrote some cards for you. You even got one from the team back in NY." Alice points over to the table, but your sight became fixated on the vase of roses.

"Since your up now I'm leaving. I got humans to catch." Maze starts to walk out the door.

"Thank you for being here, Maze!" Alice smiles at her. Maze looks at Lucifer and he gives her a nod, then she's gone.

"You're going to get hungry soon. Let me see what the hospital has for food, and I have to let the doctors know you're fully awake now." Alice waves at you then leaves the room.

"They're mine."

You blink at Lucifer, "What?"

"The roses." He gives you a sly grin, "I noticed you staring."

"They are beautiful. How'd you know roses were my favorite? I don't remember telling you that last night."

"Three nights ago actually, darling."

"...What?"

"You've been asleep for three days. Almost four."

"Oh…"

Lucifer squeezes your hand and smiles at you, trying to brighten you back up, "To answer your question, I asked Miss. Green. It seems a tradition for you humans to give flowers to those in the hospital. I wanted to make sure I got the right ones."

"Hmm," you hum at him, and decide to brighten up for him, "Well, actually, they still might not be right."

"...Pardon?" He was confused now.

"Do they still have their thorns?"

He looks between you and the flowers. Eyebrow raised, he stands and walks over to the vase. He takes out a red rose and inspects it.

"...They do not."

"Ah, damn." You snap your fingers in that "oh drat" manner, "I like my roses with thorns still on them." You raise your hand to him and press your index and thumb together, but with them barely touching, "So close."

He laughs at your sarcastic smile, "Pray tell, why do they need the thorns to be perfect for you, darling?"

"I like to think of them as 'beauty on the outside, danger on the inside'. If you run up and pluck a rose from its bush you're likely to get pricked." You shrug, "Beauty isn't everything. You have to know what's inside too."

Lucifer hums in response, but looks at the rose, not you. He then comes back to your left side and smiles, "I see, but if they still have the thorns you couldn't do this." He puts the rose behind your left ear, and pulls the stem around to your other ear. He sits down and holds your chin with his index and thumb.

"Beautiful." He smiles. You're stunned silent and probably as red as a fire hydrant. It didn't help that your heart monitor started beeping more rapidly.

You hear a cough and knock on your door and see Chloe standing in the doorframe, looking.

"Chloe!" You pull away from Lucifer and shove the rose under your hospital blanket. You tried to ignore the disappointing grunt that came from him.

"How was your phone call?" You ask too loudly.

"Bad news for you, I'm afraid." She comes back to your right side, "That was the FBI agent in charge of this case. He's coming over now that your awake. He has questions for you." She rubs your hand, "I tried to tell him that you just woke up and to come back tomorrow, but-"

"It's ok, Chloe." You pat her hand, "I'd rather get this done and over with."

"I'm back! And not with good food." Alice holds up a tray of that typical hospital food to everyone.

"Which is why I bought this!" Lucifer pulls out the box of chocolates and smiles devilishly.

"Lucifer, she just woke up! I highly doubt the doctor wants the first thing in her stomach to be chocolate." Chloe rolls her eyes at the man.

"It's alright, Chlo. I can suffer a bit more." You smile at her as you take the box from him and open it up to everyone, "I'll probably need this energy for that agent anyways."

"Hello, Miss. Earth. I'm Agent Monroe." The man comes to stand beside Chloe and holds his hand out to you.

"Hello, Agent Monroe." You shake his hand.

Chloe stands and offers her hand, "I'm Detective Decker. I'm who you spoke with on the phone."

"Detective Decker." He shakes Chloe's hand.

Chloe motions to Lucifer, "And this is Lucifer-"

"Oh, I know who this chap is." Lucifer looks completely uninterested, "He's the one who told me to keep my club closed until this was over."

"And I see you took my warning in stride, Mr. Morningstar." Lucifer smiles at the man and pops a chocolate in his mouth.

"This is Alice Green. My business partner." You motion over to Alice and Agent Monroe shakes her hand.

"I'm sorry I couldn't give you more time to recover Miss, but I feel it's best to let you know now what we have found and how we'd like you to go forward."

"Oh?" You look questionably at him.

"First let me start with the questions," he pulls out a notepad and pen from his suit coat, "Who, do you know, could have been around your car that night?"

"I gave my keys to the LUX valet. Other than him I don't know. Various clubbers I'm sure."

"And you've already interrogated my worker." Lucifer comments.

"Do you know anyone who could hold a grudge against you?" Agent Monroe continues, ignoring Lucifer's comment.

You stayed quiet.

"Miss?"

"Um, no. I don't believe so. Besides, I don't really see this as an attack on me."

Everyone stared at you now.

Oops.

"Miss. Earth," Agent Monroe puts his notepad back in his coat and holds his hands together in front of him, "We have evidence to believe that this was an attack on your life." Chloe and Lucifer looked at him. Alice's eyes remained on yours.

"What kind of evidence?" Chloe asks.

"The first sweep of the area we found only one bomb and it was attached to Miss. Earth's car." He speaks to Chloe, "No other bombs were found in the area. We even checked every car parked."

"I ordered a final sweep," he looks back to you, "and we did find another bomb, but this one hadn't been activated by a trigger. It was activated when the first bomb went off."

"Well if you found another bomb then-"

"Miss. Earth." He raises a hand to interrupt you, "That second bomb was also found on your vehicle, and it was of different make than the first one."

"Are you saying that-"

"Yes." He interrupts Chloe and stares hard at you, "Miss, I believe you were targeted by two different parties that night."

"What?!" Both Lucifer and Chloe gasp at the man. You immediately feel light headed and start to sink into your bed. Alice rushed over to your right and helps to hold you upright. When Lucifer notices he stands to help raise you on your left.

"Mr. Morningstar, I'm going to need all security footage of the parking garage for that night, as well as a couple nights before. Miss. Earth, I highly advise you stay at one of our safety bunkers to keep a low profile."

"No." You take a shaky breath in and out, then stare at him with force, "I'm not going to let these people control my life. I will go home to rest then continue my life like normal."

"Miss, that's not-"

"I don't care." You silence him, "It's what I want and it's what I'm going to do."

"You can stay with me, Earth. Trixie would love to be a nurse for you, considering how she's already worried about you."

"No no. You've already got Maze. Besides, I'd feel like I'd be putting you guys at risk."

"We're only a couple doors down from each other." Alice chips in, "You can have your space and just call me when you need help."

"The lives of those in the building would be at risk." Agent Monroe points out, "It's not a hard thing to bomb a small building like that."

"It's settled than!" Lucifer claps his hands and looks like a kid on Christmas, "I shall be your nurse in my humble abode!"

Oh no. No no no.

"That does seem like your best option Miss Earth. If you wish to continue your life and heal outside of this hospital, Mr. Morningstar's club is a smart idea. We've no reason to believe the attackers wish to harm anyone besides you, but that could be different if you were in a building with a dozen people versus a hundred. It'd be much more difficult to bomb that entire building, as well."

"Plus I've doubled my guard, and my walk in shower has a seat for you to comfortably wash yourself." Lucifer gives you his flirtatious smile and wiggles his eyebrows.

Out of the corner of your eye you believe you see, and possible feel, daggers coming out of Chloe.

Fuck.

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Chloe stayed behind.

"Are you sure you're going to be ok?" Chloe helps you get dressed and sit with your legs dangling over the bed, waiting for the release papers.

"Now that I'm stuck with him for a few days, nope."

Chloe chuckles softly and wraps an arm around your shoulder, "My offer still stands."

"And so does my reasoning." You sigh into Chloe's touch, "If there's someone, or multiple someone's, after me I don't want to put your family at risk. Agent Monroe is right. These people probably don't mind if a couple innocents get in the way."

Chloe's silent for a while.

"Hey, um. Are you and Lucifer…?"

"Nope. No way. Not even in the slightest."

"Then...why did you go out with him?"

Chloe smiles at you and hugs you, "I believe you, Earth. Always do. Thank you." She whispers in your ear. You hug her back, the best that you can with arms wrapped up.

"What are the chances that I can be in the middle of that hug, but with all clothes off?" Lucifer smiles as he walks back in the room.

"Only in your dreams, Lucifer." Chloe remarks.

"It's already happening there. Precisely why I'm asking about it now."

A nurse comes in with the release papers and instructions on the healing process. She explains everything to everyone, then hands the clipboard over to you and Lucifer to sign. You get Chloe to sign it too in case Lucifer forgot something. You think it's evident that he will.

The nurse takes the clipboard then brings in a wheelchair.

"Oh no. I don't want a wheelchair. Just give me the crutches."

"I had a feeling you would say that, K9. Which is why I already took the liberty of putting the crutches in my car so you'd be forced to use the wheelchair out of here."

"Lucifer." Chloe hisses.

"What? As K9's nurse, I want to push her around. At least once." He smiles like the trouble maker he is.

"Push me in a wall or down a set of stairs and I will kill you." You warn.

"Promises, promises. Come now, darling!"

Lucifer pushes you down the hall and outside. Chloe walks with you guys, and once you're secured in Lucifer's car she says her goodbyes and promises to call you tonight.

You grunt, "Just drive, Lucifer."

"Your wish is my command, darling!"

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You Drive Me Crazy (Colt x MC)

PART FOUR

Hey all! Here’s part four and we’re almost half way through the series! As always I dont own the characters, they belong to Pixelberry. The story is set in an AU that’s why it doesn’t follow any RoD events. I hope you’ll like it!

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Colt woke up blinded by the little rays of sun peeking through the window. He tried to pull the blinds but a sudden wave of nausea and a sharp pain in this head stopped him. The hangover was killing him, that’s for sure.

He turned slowly to the other side of the bed and spotted a half-naked woman, still sleeping. He tried to recall her name but the only one he could come up with was Ellie. And that was definitely not Ellie. Sadly.

As quietly as he possibly could, Colt got up and quickly got dressed. He wanted to get out of the unknown house before the woman woke up. Again.

For the last two weeks, that was what his days looked like: getting up with a hangover, realizing he was not in his room, quickly leaving the house before anyone woke up, spending the day in his safe place, going clubbing in the evening again, drinking too much and ending up with random women in their beds.

He felt awful, not because he couldn’t remember any of their names, but because he knew he was doing it because of Ellie. Instead of telling her how he really felt, he was running away.

He hadn’t seen Ellie, or Mona, or anyone for that matter, for almost two weeks. His phone was turned off as he felt like he couldn’t be bothered with everyone asking about him. Or maybe he just didn’t want to know what was between Ellie and Landon. Or maybe Lucas? Luke? Logan?

Ehh, who cares.

Staggering, he managed to get outside and started looking for his motorcycle. It wasn’t the best idea to drive it in his condition, but he stopped caring about anything the moment he realized he was in love with his best friend. And she would never fall for him.

“Hey! Colt, right?” He heard a familiar voice behind him and prayed it wasn’t the person he thought it would be.

Please don’t be him, please don’t be--

“I’m Logan, remember?”

Uhh, please no!

“Unfortunately,” Colt answered not even bothering to look at Logan.

“Do you feel alright, man? You look sick,” Logan’s voice was full of concern but somehow it made Colt even angrier.

“I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel, if we’re being honest.”

“Whoa, I was trying to be nice!”

“Then don’t. Just go away, kid.”

Logan shook his head, “Ellie’s told me many good things about you, I guess she was wrong.”

“Ellie? Leave her out of it! She deserves better than you!” Colt yelled, flinching a little, still struggling with the effects of his hangover.

“Better than me? You’re talking about yourself?” Logan laughed and Colt clenched his fists. “I like Ellie and she likes me. If you have a problem with it then maybe grow up. And if you think you’re a better match for her, maybe you should answer her calls more often. Or check in with her once in a while? If you bothered to talk to her at all, you’d know her father is in hospital again. And she needed you but you never called her. Great friend indeed, huh?”

Shit.

Colt watched as Logan walked away, standing stunned, not sure what to do.

Ellie’s father was in the hospital again?

Oh no, oh no, oh no.

He disappointed her. Again. He was constantly disappoining her. Hell, he disappointed himself too.

I don’t deserve her, I don’t deserve anything.

Without thinking too much, he hopped on his bike and drove to the hospital, hoping Ellie would be there with her father.

She was.

When he spotted her, his heart sunk and he felt like the worst person on Earth. She was sleeping on a chair, next to her father’s bed, squeezing his hand. It’d been only two weeks, but she looked tinier than the last time he saw her.

Hesitantly, he walked up to them and put his arm on Ellie’s shoulder waking her.

“Mmm...Colt?” she asked opening her eyes and he squeezed her hand reassuringly.

“I’m sorry, El. I’m so, so sorry,” he whispered, fighting back his tears. How could he do this to her? To the only person who actually still cared about him?

“Colt,” she threw her arms around his neck and he pulled her closer.

“Shh, I’m here, El. I’m here.”

“He’s okay,” she finally pulled away and motioned to her father. “The doctors say he can come back home today. He’s overworked himself, again.”

“Again?” he asked remembering the last time it happened. Ellie was fourteen when her father was admitted to the hospital and she was scared to death. Colt would come over to her house and slept in her room with her so she wouldn’t feel lonely. He noticed that even though she was twenty now, she didn’t look any less scared. He wondered who kept her company at night. Was it Logan?

Don’t go there, don’t go there.

“I’m, errr, sorry I wasn’t there for you. I had to deal with some...stuff.”

Smooth.

“It’s okay, I understand. I’ve noticed you’ve been rather distant and I thought maybe you needed some space. Don’t worry, I’ve been taken a good care of!” She smiled at him reassuringly but he felt even worse.

“Oh. By who?”

“Well, Mona patted me on the back but I figured she’s not the type to be super affectionate. Toby and Ximena kept me busy and I didn’t have the time to panic and Logan--”

“Time’s up, kids! I need to take Mr. Wheeler to run some tests. Only his closest family can be present,” the nurse who just came into the room started waking up Ellie’s father and Colt looked at his friend, mentally begging her to continue what she was about to say.

“Later,” instead she said, “come to the garage in the evening, I have some exciting news!”

Colt only nodded as the nurse closed the door right in front of his face. He only hoped Ellie’s news wouln’t be about Logan.

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“Well, well, well! Look who decided to show up at last! Are you sure you’re in the right place?” Mona mocked him the second Colt entered the garage. He rolled his eyes in response but his face fell when he saw Logan working on something in the corner.

“Who invited this dickhead here?! Should I show him the exit?” He asked clenching his fists.

“Whoaa, someone needs some anger management therapy! He didn’t do anything to you, Colt.”

“I don’t need any anger management therapy, I need him to stop pissing me off! What is he doing here?”

“Your father hired him. You know, after one employee took a two-week break he had to find some replacement.”

“HE. IS NOT. MY. REPLACEMENT. And he will never be!” He gritted his teeth and Mona took a step back.

“Whoa, what did he even do to you? Is that about Ellie?”

“TADAAAA!” Both Mona and Colt turned to see Ellie standing in front of them in the tank top showing her new tattoo. Mona nodded approvingly but Colt was standing still, his mouth wide open.

“MONA?” He finally turned to Mona, “WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FRIEND?!”

“Me? Nothing. But Ximena mentioned she was a tattoo artist and asked if Ellie wanted one and she did,” she shrugged.

“AND YOU APPROVED?”

“Umm? I’m twenty, I don’t need anyone’s approval, you know that, right?” Ellie interjected and Mona quietly left the two of them alone.

“I’m—just shocked. That you would do it... I mean, I was gone for two weeks and I come back and you have your arm covered in ink. But it’s cool. Really. If you say you’ve also changed your name I won’t be surprised. Go ahead. Hit me.”

Ellie laughed and Colt smiled. He missed that sound.

“Nope, only the tattoo for now. But,” she lowered her voice, “there is one more thing I crossed out of my bucket list. And one another I’m about to cross out this weekend.”

“Another one? What did you cross out?” He asked confused and Ellie bit her lip.

“I had my first kiss a few days ago,” she nodded towards Logan and Colt felt as if a bucket full ice-cold water was thrown on him.

“With... Logan?”

“Yes! He was so gentle and sweet--”

“I don’t want to hear about it.” He quickly cut the conversation short. The fact that she didn’t remember Colt and her kissed, that he could survive. But the fact that she thought her first kiss was with Logan, it was too much.

“Sooo... What have you been up to?” Ellie finally asked.

“Oh, you know, just...stuff.”

“Meaning the usual: alcohol, girls and races?” she asked innocently but it somehow made Colt angry.

“Well, I’m not a saint like Logan, you know about it,” he shrugged and then asked, “so what have you been up to? Probably not alcohol, boys and races, huh?”

“I spent most of my time with Logan. He gave me a few driving lessons actually and said I was pretty good!”

“Kiss ass,” Colt muttered.

“We got pretty close. I really like him, Colt. I think he might be my first serious boyfriend.”

“Him?! No way, El. Do you know anything about him? He’s Mona friend, that suspicious. Don’t rush into things, he’s no good news.”

“Why are you so anti-Logan? He’s a great guy! He’s--”

“I don’t wanna hear about him, okay? Just saying you should stay away from him before things get too serious.”

“Might be a bit too late for that,” she whispered and he turned to her quickly, shocked expression on his face.

Don’t say that, don’t say that, don’t say that.

“Do you mean you... slept with him?” he asked praying for a “no.”

“Not yet. But remember when I said about this other thing from my bucket list that I’m about to cross out? He’s taking me for a weekend trip! My dad agreed, he likes Logan too. And I think I’m ready.” Ellie said blushing.

“You can’t do that! You’re not ready!”

“I am!”

“You’re not! You just met him!” Colt tried to argue, slowly losing his patience.

“And you know all these women you sleep with every day?”

“This is...That’s not...It’s different!”

“It’s not. You told me to start living the way I want and I want it. I don’t even know I’m telling you all of this. I just figured since you’re my best friend and we’ve never had secrets I’d tell you but I guess I was wrong,” she glared at him.

“You are not losing your virginity to Logan!!” Colt yelled making Mona, who just entered the room, drop the screwdriver.

“Okaaay, I clearly wasn’t done in the other room,” she murmured and escaped as quickly as possible.

“Not so loud, you moron!” Ellie hushed him. “You’re not my father. You’re not me. You don’t get to decide.”

“Oh yeah? Maybe I’m not your friend either?”

“Rememeber when we had our first fight? You told me if was a mistake to be friends with a girl like me. That we shouldn’t be friends and it was a bad idea. Maybe you were right. Maybe we shouldn’t be friends since you clearly don’t want me to be happy!” Ellie exclaimed and Colt stood stunned.

Was she... breaking up with him?

“Ellie...”

“I’m sick and tired of people telling me what to do. You told me to set up my own rules. You told me to live the way I want to. And when I try to, you stop me. I’m sick of it, I’m done!”

“Ellie, please...”

“No, Colt. I need to get going, Logan’s waiting. You won’t ruin this for me.”

“Ellie...” Colt pleaded but she already left and got in Logan’s car. They drove off and Colt couldn’t get rid of the feeling of loss.

“Well, that’s quite a show you put up here. If you only fought for her the way you fought for her virginity, maybe you two would be a couple by now,” Mona joked earning a diguisted look from Colt.

“I’ve lost her. The only person I think I might even love, I lost her.”

#ride or die: a bad boy romance #rod #choices #colt kaneko #colt x mc #colt kaneko x mc #choices rod #playchoices #choices stories you play #playchoices fanfiction #rod logan #rod mona #rod ximena #rod colt #sorry about the ending #it is not the best #but i didnt know hot to end it

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queenie2297 · 5 years

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Please, Daddy!

Sooo here’s another smut. This particular commission came to me from a twitter user who loves the good ol’ Overwatch cowboy, Jesse McCree (hell yeaah. Same.) this person also mentioned to me a major Daddy!kink AND WHAT BETTER WAY TO MASH THOSE TWO PEICES OF INFORMATION TOGETHER WITH SOME GOOD OL’ NASTY DADDY KINK SMUT. SO LET’S GET IT!

Warnings: angst, violence, unprotected sex, dirty talk, daddy!kink (is that a warning?).

Rating: NC-17

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You were sixteen.

A child caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Talon kidnapped you and kept you in a cold, dark room.

You knew too much about Talon and they were worried you would reveal them to the authorities.

For a while, they would physically abuse you. You were the Talon punching bag for a little while. Your most frequent visitor was one who would speak Spanish and wore a black cloak and a scary mask while he would relentlessly beat upon your already battered body. His deep voice would ring in your ears as he landed punches to you face and to you stomach.

“Puta perra!”

You’d cry out until your voice was nothing but a mere whisper. By the end of the beatings, you were left spitting blood and weeping silently. At night it was difficult to sleep because every inch of your body screamed in pain. By some miracle, your pain and suffering only lasted a short while.

Overwatch rescued you when they raided the Talon Base in Havana. It was none other than Jesse McCree who had found you.

He burst through the door with his peacekeeper drawn only to find you, a malnourished teen, beaten and bloodied cowering in the corner. He was built with a lot of muscle, just like the man who beat you. The only difference was this man had the overpowering scent of cheap whiskey and cigar smoke and wore a brimmed hat. You looked at him fearfully with wide, doe-like eyes, causing him to lower his gun slowly. He knew exactly what had happened to this poor girl.

“Hey, I ain’t here to hurt ya. We’re here to get ya out.”

“Out?” you mouthed.

The closer he got to you, the easier he could see your bruised skin. His eyebrows furrowed in disgust.

“God kid what did they do to ya?”

Tears welled up in your eyes as you practically reached out for the stranger, desperate for someone’s help. He scooped you up and you clung to him like your life depended on it. For once, you felt safe at the hands of a stranger. Jesse cradled you like a newborn baby in his arms.

“Damnit! Angela! I got a kid here and she’s bad! Bruised all over!”

“I’m on my way, Jesse.”

Jesse looked down at your trembling figure.

“Alright, kid. We’ll getcha out of here.”

Gunfire rang out through the base, leaving your head swimming. Black spots appeared in your vision. You were slowly losing consciousness. He’s so warm. I want to fall asleep.

“C’mon, kid stay with me here.” he urged.

Before you passed out, Jesse’s comforting face left you, leaving you scared once more.

That same fear continued when you woke up, leaving you in a panicked state. A soft, comforting hand pressed lightly on your chest.

“Shhh. It’s okay. It’s going to be alright now.”

The voice belonged to an angelic-like woman with blonde hair and a kind face.

You looked around frantically for the man who saved you.

“I’m here too little darlin’. Don’t you worry.”

A sense of relief washed over you and you relaxed.

“You’re in good hands now, kid. Dr. Zeigler will take good care of ya.”

“Don’t talk anymore, sweetheart. Your vocal chords are pretty raw. Lots of fluids and no more talking for a while. You got a couple broken bones and some internal bleeding in the stomach, but I can fix that right up. It will be a little bit painful, but you will feel better instantly.”

Your eyes widen and you look at Jesse for reassurance.

“It only hurts a little darlin. I promise. Here,” he says as he offers you his hand, “take my hand. You can hold it.”

As you took his hand, Dr. Zeigler began the healing process. The pain was astronomical. You felt it all at once; the broken bones, the dull pain of healing bruises, the throbbing of damaged organs. Big, fat tears rolled down your face and you tried screaming, but the sound came out as a pathetic squeak.

“I know, sweetheart, I know. I’m so sorry. I’m almost done.”

All at once, the pain lifted and you sighed heavily.

“There. Feel better?”

You examined yourself. No more bruises, no more broken bones. It has been a while since you could fully open and close your hands or curl your toes.

You looked at both Dr. Zeigler and Jesse and smiled.

“Good. Let me go grab you some food, dear. You must be starving.”

You nodded furiously and then looked over at Jesse, who was looking at you intently. The two of you exchanged grins at one another just as the doctor returned with a tray full of food.

The tray contained all sorts of food, from meatloaf to hard boiled eggs. You, for one, did not care what was in front of you as long as you could eat it. You scarfed the meal down within five minutes as Jesse sat by your side.

“Yeah. I don’t blame ya, kid. You looked mighty hungry when I picked you up.”

Not too long after you ate, you fell asleep peacefully, catching up on the many sleepless nights that you have wasted during your time with Talon.

You slept for days, which made Jesse worry, even after the constant reassurance from Dr. Zeigler. He never left your side when you were in that hospital bed. He spent countless hours bouncing between emotions. He was angry that Talon had gone this far as to hide their location by beating and torturing a child, but at the same time, he was amazed at the strength of the young girl laying next to him. He was surprised that she had survived the torture. She would make a good agent one day. That’s the kinda strength everyone needs to possess. He thought. Then something plagued him.

“Where will she go after she gets out of the medic ward?” He asked Dr. Zeigler while you were still asleep.

“Well, Jesse, I hadn't thought that far ahead yet. I was-”

“I’ll take her. I want to protect her.” Jesse said flatly.

Dr. Zeigler paused and smiled.

“Jesse McCree, the big, bad cowboy wants to take in a child? Can it be that he has turned soft for this little lady?”

“I don’t know what it is Angela. When I first saw her in that room and she looked at me with her big eyes,I felt like I had seen them same looks before, I just don’t know where. I don’t even know her name and I wanted to help her and protect her from anymore harm.”

“Well, I’m confident that you will be a great protector Jesse.” Angela smiled and patted him on the shoulder. “When she wakes up she can go home with you.”

It was later on that night when you woke up, finally feeling refreshed.

“Hey, little darlin. Are you ready to go home?” Jesse smiled at you.

Your face fell.

“What is it darlin?”

You reached for a pen and paper on your bedside table and wrote, “I don’t have a home.”

“Where was your home?”

“Deadlock Gorge.”

Jesse’s eyes widened. “Hey, that’s where I’m from too! Do you happen to know about the Deadlock gang?”

You smirked and pulled up your hospital gown just enough for Jesse to get a glimpse at your skull and wings tattoo, bearing the symbol of a gang that connected the two of you on your hip bone.

“Well, uh, I would show ya my tattoo but its right where this thing is.”

He displayed his metal arm which you had never noticed before. You reached out and felt the cold metal of his left arm. The pained look on your face said it all.

“It’s okay darlin. This happened a long time ago.”

You went back to writing on your paper.

“What’s your name?”

“Names Jesse. Jesse McCree.”

“My name is (Y/N). Maybe you know my sister, Ashe.”

As McCree watched as you wrote down his former partner’s name, the memories all came back at once. He remembered Ashe being about twenty-seven years old when she took in a timid little four year old girl, abandoned on the streets of Deadlock Gorge. That little four year old had the same look in her eyes as Jesse saw in the girl sitting next to him when he rescued her. He remembered completely now. This definitely was little (Y/N). Jesse had left the gang not too long after, so that explains why (Y/N) didn’t remember him.

Jesse chuckled.

“Ah, I remember you now. You were a little pip squeak when I first met ya. Bout’ four years old when Ashe scooped you up off the streets.”

You were so excited that you had forgotten to write down what to say and spoke hoarsely.

“You were there?”

“Hey, don’t get too excited now. You still have to rest your voice.” Jesse warned.

You sighed and scribbled, No wonder I felt safe with you. It’s because I had met you before!

“(Y/N)?” You looked up at Jesse, who was smiling at you. “You wanna come live with me?”

Your eyes brightened at the offer, and you nodded furiously.

Jesse took you back to his little, dimly lit apartment that smelled of that same cigar smoke smell that you were already accustomed to. The red, shaggy carpet was softer under your feet than the cold, hard floor of the room you were kept in for weeks on end. You were constantly at Jesse’s side and he didn’t mind one bit. In fact, he found the process of nursing you back to health rather rewarding. He loved seeing the light come back to your eyes and meat beginning to build on your bones. At first, it was like raising a child, but then to his surprise it became something more. With each passing month as you were fed well by him, your body expressed all of the right curves in all of the right places and your voice regained its strength. By god, was that little voice sassy. Dirty thoughts plagued Jesse’s mind about you. Every time you would mouth off to him, he wanted to shove his cock down your throat to put it to good use. He hated that he was beginning to feel this way about you. You were sixteen for crying out loud! Eventually, you were training at the Overwatch base to become the newest agent. Watching you grow stronger riled up the cowboy something fierce. He distanced himself from you when the thoughts became too much, which in turn only hurt you. You hardly ever saw each other anymore. You noticed that Jesse would take up more mission offers that took weeks to finish. This happened for two years. What really broke your heart was when Jesse was absent for your eighteenth birthday, which you spent crying alone in the apartment, denying any and all requests from your friends to go out that night to celebrate. Jesse came home stumbling from alcohol intake at approximately 1am and knew he had broke your heart when he found you whimpering in you sleep on the living room couch. His own heart sank as he looked at you, so pure and innocent as you slept, even though your lower lip quivered in your sleep.

“Ah fuck.” Jesse said to himself. He really fucked up this time.

“(Y/N). Hey, wake up.”

Your eyes fluttered open and then shut them tightly when you realized it was Jesse.

“Go away, Jesse. I’m sleeping.”

“(Y/N), I’m sorry I’ve been distancing myself from you.”

You sat up suddenly.

“Yeah. For TWO YEARS, Jesse. You abandoned me for two fucking years!”

“Watch your mouth, (Y/N)...I’m…”

“No! I have the right to be this upset. I remember hearing you when I was in the hospital two years ago. You said you would protect me from any more harm. Do you think what you did to me was harmful, Jesse?? Do you? Cause I sure as hell think so! You fuckin missed my eighteenth birthday today, you fuckin prick!” tears welled up in your eyes as you said this and Jesse sat there on his heels taking the verbal abuse. He closed his eyes and sighed.

“Your eighteenth birthday, huh?”

“Yes! I wanted nothing more than to spend it with you today because… because…”

You stopped suddenly, hiding your face from him in your hands.

“Because what, darlin?”

“I can’t say it.”

“Yes, you can. Tell me.”

You shook your head. Jesse grew more frustrated.

“If you don’t say it I’ll make you say it.” Jesse knew what you were about to say and it was something he was just dying to hear for the longest time.

You smirked.

“What are you gonna do, huh cowboy?”

That fucking mouth of her’s is gonna get her in big trouble.

You got up from the couch to turn the TV on but Jesse stopped you dead in your tracks. You looked up at him annoyed but your face fell when you noticed that his eyes were dark with feral lust, like an animal in heat.

“J-Jesse…”

You tried backing away but fell back onto the couch that you forgot was right behind you. Jesse was on top of you quickly, looming over your curvy figure.

“Don’t you dare try to run or resist me. Fuck. This is something I’ve wanted to do for a while.”

Jesse’s metal arm wrapped around behind your head and grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back roughly, making you squeak.

“Jesse! What-” Your protests were cut short by his lips crashing against yours. Your eyes grew wide. Finally you were getting what you were wanting from him all along! McCree’s lips left kisses wherever he could touch on your face and on your neck.

“Mine.” He growled.

Jesse threw your body over his shoulder and carried you into the bedroom. Just before he threw you on the bed, he gave your ass a good smack, making you moan softly.

“Tell me what you were going to say earlier, (Y/N).”

You started to blush.

“I- I love you, Jesse.”

“God, something that I’ve always wanted to hear.”

You sat up on the bed and slowly peeled off your pj shirt, your sports bra, your night shorts and your panties, all while not breaking eye contact with Jesse.

“And is this something you’ve always wanted to see Daddy?” You paused, horrified at what you just said. Oh fuck. Did I just say that out loud?

Jesse’s eyes grew wide for a moment and then he smiled wickedly.

“Daddy, huh? Does someone have a daddy kink?”

You blushed and tried to hide your face, but Jesse grabbed your wrists.

“Don’t you hide from Daddy. Show daddy what he’s been missing for two years.”

You crawled up the bed and from your nightside table you pulled out a small pink vibrator.

“Ah, so this is what you do when daddy’s not home.” Jesse chuckled.

You situated yourself on the bed where Jesse could watch every minute of you touching yourself.

You moaned softly, letting the vibrator slip in and out of your folds.

“Aw Hell, you look so beautiful like this. Do you think of me when you touch yourself?”

You nodded in response.

“Can daddy touch you?”

You nodded again eagerly. You handed him the vibrator and he then pinned your hands above your head.

Jesse started by slowly dragging the vibrator up and down your already glistening slit, which made you mewl like a cat in heat. Then he made small circles around your clit before putting it right on the sensitive ball of nerves. You threw your head back and moaned.

“Does babygirl like that?” Jesse cooed.

“Ooh god yes.” Your toes curled from the sensation and your climax was approaching.

“I’m gonna cum, daddy.” You said as you looked into Jesse’s eyes. Jesse threw the vibrator to the side and replaced it with his fingers.

“So wet for me already baby girl. My fingers are covered.”

Jesse’s skilled fingers curled up at just the right spot, making your back arch.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Shit! Right there! Oooohh fuck!” Your orgasm came crashing down on Jesse’s fingers, covering them in your juices.

“Daddy’s gonna taste you, ok?” Jesse let go of your wrists and moved his body so that he could lap up your sweet juices. You wrapped your hands in his long brown hair, shoving his face deeper into your cunt.

Jesse’s expert tongue made you go crazy and it was something that you too had dreamed and fantasized about since you began to live with the cowboy. The euphoric feeling almost made you want to pinch yourself to see if you were dreaming, but Jesse did it for you when he bit the inside of your thigh and you didn’t wake up.

Jesse sat up and wiped his face, his beard glistening with your juices.

“I think baby girl is ready for daddy, huh?”

You nodded, giving Jesse permission to shimmie off the bed to remove his belt and his pants. You stared up at the ceiling of your apartment bedroom still in a lustful trance and didn’t even see that Jesse had grabbed your ankles to drag you back to the edge of the bed. You squeaked in surprise and you were again met with Jesse’s face looming over you. Jesse’s rock hard cock grazed the inside of your thigh, giving you a taste of how big and girthy it was.

Jesse grabbed your throat and squeezed slightly.

“Do you want daddy to be gentle or do you want daddy to be rough?”

“Rough!” You moaned.

“Anything to please his baby girl.”

Jesse threw your legs over his shoulders and positioned himself in front of your entrance, slamming into your hole roughly. The force of it knocked the wind out of you. He was stretching you in all the right places and the feeling was almost too much.

“You like the feeling of me stretching you, huh? Does it feel good?”

You moaned and wiggled your hips in response to get him to move.

“Fuck, Jesse. Just move already!”

Jesse chuckled and bucked his hips into you at a rough pace. You don’t know how, but you felt as though he fit perfectly into you, like two puzzle pieces coming together. This was it. You found the person you would always be with.

“Jesus, you’re so tight (Y/N).” Jesse cooed. “I could cum right now if I wanted to.”

Your hands laced through Jesse’s long brown locks once again and pulled, making it his turn to moan.

“If baby girl gets to pull daddy’s hair, it’s only fair that he gets to pull hers.”

You giggle as you let your hands travel down his back and dig your fingernails into him, making his hips stutter.

“Now, if you do that, you’re gonna really make me cum. Daddy’s not ready yet.”

Jesse pulled out of you briefly to flip you over on your stomach and put your ass in the air. With a quick but powerful slap on the ass, Jesse entered into you once more.

“How about a taste of your own medicine?”

Jesse started scratching your back so hard that you are pretty positive that he drew a small amount of blood. It felt glorious to you. You hoped those scratches would stay on there for days, reminding you of the intimate night you had.

Jesse pulled your hair so that your back arched just right as he pounded into you. It was a good thing you were not tender-headed and pulling on your scalp hardly bothered you. The pulling only made you hornier.

Jesse brought your backside to his toned chest as he continued to pound into you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and throat to hold you upright and growled “Mine!” once more into your ear. He bit at your shoulder, leaving a giant bruise for everyone to see later and left a trail of hickies up the left side of your neck.

“There. Now everyone will know that your mine.” Deep in Jesse’s throat emerged a primal growl that you never expected to come out of him.

The familiar tight coil of an orgasm arose in your stomach once more and you whimpered. Jesse could also tell that you were reaching your peak. Your inner muscles fluttered and squeezed causing his hips to stagger.

“Fuck (Y/N)!” Jesse groaned.

Black spots appeared in your vision as your orgasm suddenly came crashing down.

“Jesse...I..”

Before you passed out, Jesse shouted his release into you and the only thing that escaped your mouth was a pathetic whimper.

****

When you woke up, Jesse cradled you in his arms on the couch. The false lights of the TV clouded your vision at first, but as your eyes adjusted, you saw Jesse’s peaceful sleeping face. You smiled to yourself and moved only slightly to adjust your position. However, your movement woke Jesse up.

“Hey, baby girl. You okay?”

“Yeah. I’m okay.”

“You passed out on me.”

“The sex must have been so good that I passed out.” You smiled at him.

Jesse chuckled.

“You sure you’re okay, though? Good birthday present?”

You paused. Oh right. It was my birthday wasn’t it?

“Yeah. Definitely!”

“Happy birthday, baby girl. I promise I won’t ever leave you again. I will protect you, alright?”

“You got it, cowboy. Don’t lie to me this time.” You grinned and shut your eyes once again, falling asleep in the lap of the guy of your dreams.

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koolkvat-blog · 5 years

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hello loves , what’s up ! i’m super excited to be here & to finally play my precious girl , jade aka kool kat . i’m LOLA , use she / her prounouns , i am NINETEEN , & i am currently in the gmt + 1 timezone which means yes , my ass should’ve been awake for intro posting but i don’t know what time management is and ended up swamped w/ work , so ! everything you need to know about about miss kat is under the cut , & i’m rlly thrilled to be apart of such a wonderful rp with such gorgeous muses . corniness over –– if you’re looking to plot sumn out , just hit that ♥︎ & i’ll make my way on over to ur dms , or feel free to add me up on discord which i’ll give in im’s if anybody’s interested ! ♡♡♡ tw : family issues , body image issues & drug mention ( not explicit ) .

001 . SYNOPSIS . FULL NAME . jade kikuchi . NICKNAMES . kool kat . AGE . twenty - one . DATE OF BIRTH . twenty - seventh of september , 1993 / libra . PLACE OF BIRTH . harajuku , tokyo , japan . GENDER . cisgender female . SEXUALITY . ( closeted ) pansexual . NATIONALITY . japanese , now american too after successfully gaining citizenship . ETHNICITY . asian . OCCUPATION . fashion designer at katz designz , former fashion design and journalist student back in her original timeline . PLAYLIST . here ! ( + ) charismatic , enthusiastic , warm , energetic , adventurous , compassionate , animated . ( - ) deceptive , independent , emotional , territorial , ambitious , impulsive , temperamental , insecure , sarcastic .

002 . AESTHETIC . wheatgrass smoothies , 90′s anime with subtitles , chanel no. 5, speeding on a desert road with the windows down , painting your toenails on the dashboard , neon prints , cat lazing on a balcony in the sun , black lace , japanese horror films , sour cocktails with sugar around the rim , half - smoked cigarettes , stacks of fashion magazines , long hair hastily dyed different colours in a motel bathroom , thrift stores .

003. INFORMATION .

tl;dr : a flighty, inattentive adventurer: a follower of whims; personable and sociable but lacks the skills to maintain relationships because she’s entirely (and perhaps too) career focused, checks her horoscope daily and entirely relies on the stars when concerning relationships, epitome of a britney spears / gwen stefani stan back in the 2000′s, still owns a (bedazzled) flip phone, collector of vintage fashion (chanel, elle, juicy couture etc.) a subscriber to the Leonardo Da Vinci sleeping method; catch her at 2 am making soufflés or buying plane tickets to shiwei so she can really experience the culture: will tell you she loves you ten minutes after first introduction because she’s high: kind of unintentionally insensitive to those she doesn’t know and closed off but in like a cool, lovable way.

• heads up im running on like 5 hrs sleep so sry when this inevitably derails ! ok sweet let’s get into this .

• so as aforementioned this is jade kukichi, aka, kool kat. she was dubbed that by her friends due to her unique fashion style and sense of dress, and it’s stuck. lbr nobody other than her friends can use that term so if you do, she’s just going to stare at u for a quick sec before saying ‘it’s jade’.

• born in harajuku, tokyo to a cardiothoracic surgeon of a father and a politician of a mother, jade grew up traveling the world and becoming flighty af, never thinking she was going to make long - term friends and kinda being okay with that.

• her family has never stayed in one place for very long, though her aging parents eventually settled into a permanent residence in the us around the time she turned sixteen, not soon enough for jade to break the habit of wandering, but thankfully quick enough for her to meet the bratz girls who were just as adventurous and fun - loving as she. she's spent much of her teen life jumping from place to place wherever her interests are that moment, collecting people along the way, but to find friends was the only thing she was missing. jade has a brilliant mind, but she lacks patience and follow through. she needs guidance or she'll jump from idea to idea, job to job, whim to whim.

• ngl, jade pretty much hated her home life. her parents were an overbearing presence in her life, her mother wanting jade to be a proper lady who also went into a profession like theirs (entirely serious and stifling when it came to creativity, doctor, politician, lawyer etc.) while jade herself wanted to check out the latest trends and go to the mall w her friends – so she turned all of her focus and energy into getting good grades in everything she wanted to do in the hopes that she could be the most successful fashion designer, then leaving town forever.

• like she spent 7 yrs in high school graduating w honours but she barely knew what was happening in 9/10 of her classes and sometimes she just slept through classes and then wing her exams which she miraculously did well at. it was just not a good idea to send jade to a public school at 11 after being in boarding school for the rest of her life and then never really enforce any rules :~\ she has trouble with that kind of thing.. as in making logical choices instead of saying "YEAH lets go watch american psycho and smoke weed!" skipping chemistry to do just that

• she loves fun and values doing what makes her happy over most things. it's hard to pin her down and she spends most of her life chasing after ideas that don't really follow any sort of conscious order, bc she’s really got that ‘i’ve got dreams and i’m gonna do everything in my power to achieve them’ personality.

• according to bratz canon she’s worked as literally everything ? she’s one of those insufferable people who r just. good everything ig and that’s just how it is on this bitch of an earth. jade’s been a photographer, a song - writer and bass player in a rock band (shout out to bratz rock angelz the best movie w the best soundtrack ever), a student studying fashion design, a fashion columnist, a quickly fired nanny, and many other things in between.

• so when she appears in toonsville she’s kind of out of it that she’s not doing something w her skills and sets up her own business which she loves ? being her own boss suits her fine (for now) because she’s got a Real Job and she's actually trying rly hard so she can fulfill her dreams !! like suck it mom nd dad haha !!!

• jade has a lot of weird feelings TM about her body and her looks and struggles a lot with her self confidence :~( she had a shit time at school with boys saying she was too thin and she compensated by acting like she didn't like anyone at all for a while and now she thinks she isn't good enough for anyone when rly she is a cinnamon bun too good for this world too pure

• best friend ever she is so good at being a friend if u text her at 3am to go out or cry on her shoulder shes ready to go at 3:15 even if she was sleeping w lots of snacks and treats and love!!! she is sooo extroverted around those she’s comfortable w, she gains so much energy from being around people and she loves being nice and being around ppl she likes

• she becomes the mom of groups pretty easily (hence why she’s the leader of the bratz) bc she bottles up most of her own problems to help ppl with theirs!! which is toxic yea but she puts people first always so !! plz help her poor repressed soul!! rip kool kat..

• still super into the stuff of her time so like.. she loves the x files and bad reality tv shows (i want to be a hilton) and reads gossip magazines on the reg because she enjoys that stuff! also very into girl groups.. ginger spice / posh spice is an eternal mood.

• anyway yes sweet adult-child of 21 (she is in denial about that tho like she doesn't want to be childish) who is v nice v kind v loyal v baked a lot of time, v passionate v silly. idk what i'm doin hope u like it < 3

004. WANTED CONNECTIONS .

friends / best friends / ride or dies . jade genuinely loves people, loves talking to strangers and getting into intense conversations with people she’s only just met, learning other people’s way of life and bettering herself for getting. she is, however, incredibly blunt and has never once minced words to keep from hurting someone’s feelings or to ease them into a situation. she’d much rather have a one-time conversation with a stranger than make long lasting relationships. she has three very close friends – to the point of co - dependence – and honestly, she’d rather spend all of her time doing things she loves such as her hobbies, sticking her nose into the latest vogue, or searching for cute collars and treats for her cat mica w them instead of making new friends. she's also FUN and she'd be happy to go on crazy road trips or buy out a movie theater for a day or anything that she thinks will her buds happy. she's traveled all over, so she’s v well read and cultured. she loves people but she hates complication and won't deal with any sort of emotional labor. she wants to live in the moment and expects everyone in her life to do so as well. just be chill, y'all.

frenemies / enemies / rivals . please be her enemy, she needs people to antagonize shdhshd. she grew up pretty much affluent so she’s pretty spoiled even if she doesn’t want to admit it, and that rebellious side of her hasn’t died down yet. despite the fact that she is wealthy and in good community standing, she has a hard time letting go of childish grudges. in general she’s got a lot of suppressed feelings and ready to fight everyone who hurts her friends – like an irritated cat – so, honestly, come at her ? she is sometimes a little fickle and flighty and a unintentionally stuck up when it comes to art / fashion and she has definitely said the wrong thing at the wrong time and pissed the wrong people off, she can’t stand anyone underestimating her or thinking she’s dumb bc she’s interested in fashion. like gtfo !

ex’s , fwb’s , possible love interests . jade is fairly fluid romantically and is the type of person who hates labels but also just wants to be cherished and called cute pet names lowkey. she loves a lot and gives a lot to her relationships, but typically doesn't want to commit to anything important. she’s gone from one disastrous relationship to another, ending up with a boyfriend who constantly ridiculed her image that was essentially the catalyst for her cutting off romantic ties, quite a recent wound before she found herself on the island actually. worst thing is tht she’s convinced herself that she’s been the problem in these relationships – that she turns good people bad or that she is too much for people to deal with, she’s not sure what the issue is and she doesn’t really want to know. so…. fuck everything amirite ? anyway, she’s a strong independent woman who don’t need no (wo)man.

etc . pls give me people jade can give a makeover to, people she shares an apartment w on the island, people who think fashion is girly and vapid.. creatives who love what she’s doing, anything tbh << 3

#cartoons:intro #ngl making jade's playlist was the best part about this

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omyeol · 6 years

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three words - ii

(cr. to owner, gif is not mine)

word count: 3,511

genre: fluff, angst

warning: sexual content

At 8.30 in the morning, you sauntered in casually to your office, making your way out of the elevator with springs on your step, your bag filled with your external hard disk, notebook, and other stuff you never bothered to take out in one hand and a tall cup of hot latte from the coffee shop down the street. Being 40 minutes early, the office was still rather empty, apart from your team leader (Junmyeon) who liked to come at least an hour earlier because he liked to have a cat nap before he started working, and some guys from the marketing team.

As much as you liked working from home and in-between finishing your Masters, you had to admit that you missed working at the office too, sitting in your cubicle and brainstorming with your team throughout the day. You missed the ambience, the vending machine in the pantry that kept breaking down, and of course, your desk.

Your desk still looked like how it did when you stopped by the office to have a team meeting two weeks ago. Post-its tagged with deadline dates, design ideas, meeting dates, and even day-to-day reminder (such as grocery list or reminder to call Baekhyun) were still stuck on the divider of your cubicle. Nothing seemed out of place, apart from the bouquet of flowers on top of your keyboard.

Congratulations on finishing your Masters!!

We’re sooo excited to have you back at the office again!

Somin, Jongin, Sehun, & Junmyeon

A smile bloomed on your face at the sprawly, familiar handwriting (you knew it’s Somin’s), feeling warmth at the sweet gesture. You placed your cup of coffee gently on your desk, strategically placing it near your keyboard, and looked around to check if Junmyeon was already awake. You were planning to thank him for the flowers, but decided to do it later when he was awake.

The trio arrived much later than you expected. Somin was the first one to show up, just about ten minutes before nine with her usual dose of caffeine. As if she hadn’t seen you in so long (when you both actually had dinner together a few days ago), she greeted you with a hug and bright smile. In her usual Somin’s nature, she chatted your ear off as you both waited for Jongin and Sehun, who ended up being five minutes late. Since it was already past 9, you didn’t have any time to have a proper chat with them before Junmyeon (who was already wide awake and full of smile) called the four of you for a team meeting.

(Although as usual, the team meeting was spent with Junmyeon talking your ears off about the some new client you got and your own job descriptions, and Jongin pitching design ideas here and there.)

“Unnie, should we go get lunch together?” You looked up from your computer where you were typing up a proposal for next week’s meeting and saw Somin sticking her head over the divider of your cubicle and cracking a bright smile at you.

“Sure,” you breathed out as you leaned back against the back of you swivel chair. “What should we have-”

“Let’s have some jjajangmyeon.” One of the two men, Jongin spoke, poking his head over the divider as well before you could even ask Somin. “It’s been so long since I have jjajangmyeon for lunch.”

“You had it for lunch last Friday,” Somin quipped with a sigh. “I thought we’re only having jjajangmyeon on Fridays.” You looked back and forth between Sehun and Somin who were already in a debate. Waiting for the two to finish their debate, you fished your phone out of the bag and checked if there was any new messages.

There was one, from Baekhyun.

Have fun on your first day back at the office! I’ll see you tonight at home!

Along with the text, he also sent a picture of him smiling, his eyes crinkling at the side. In the picture, he was already wearing his sky blue scrubs and white coat as always, looking charismatic in his work clothes. You rarely saw him wearing his scrubs, but when you saw him in it, you always admired it because Baekhyun always looked so different than the Baekhyun you saw at home. The Baekhyun you saw at home usually walked around his pajamas with his messy bed hair that he never bothered to comb and his round-framed glasses that gave him a boyish charm. Meanwhile Doctor Byun Baekhyun wore scrubs, his eyes were always watching everything in alert, and his feet were quick to move. It was a sight that you rarely saw yet you loved it so much.

Thank you. See you at home!

Exchanging text like this felt so weirdly domestic and slightly romantic, which caused your head to send another warning sign for you. And for the nth time, you ignored that warning sign, telling yourself that this was also what friends would usually do.

“Noona, let’s have lunch.” Looking up from your phone, Sehun was already standing and leaning by your desk with his arms crossed over his chest. “We’re having pasta.” You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

“I actually thought we’re having jjajangmyeon,” you spoke casually as you rose up from your seat, slipping your phone into your blazer pocket and grabbing your bag with you.

“I told them it’s your first day back so we should celebrate a little bit.” One of these days, you should really treat him coffee or some pastry for his good deed. When you were still busy with trying to graduate, Sehun had kindly taken a bit of your work load off. He’d gone as far as helping you with whatever proposal you made for client meeting. Even though it was not in his job description to do so, but he did it anyway before forwarding it to Junmyeon.

“What’s new at the office?” You asked as the four of you headed to the elevator, most people had gone out for lunch and only a few stayed at the workspace.

“Junmyeon-hyung is dating someone. We don’t know who it is, but he definitely is because now he rarely stays late at the office. That one time he even counted the minute until we were done for the day.” You couldn’t help but let out a gasp at the news. Your team leader was one of the most passionate people at the office who took his job very seriously and was pretty much married to it. Jongin and Sehun had tried as far as setting him up with someone they knew, but that didn’t work out.

“My guess would be someone he met at his high school reunion last month.”

So, the rest of your lunch hour was spent in making guesses of who your team leader was possibly dating, and also the other three giving you updates about other news around the office–like the two foreign interns (they were an international students) but they had the outstanding social skills to fit in with the others in a span of two weeks, or the news where Minseok kept losing his lunch for a week straight and the culprit hadn’t been caught until recently. Hearing all these news made you feel glad that your team had helped you to not lose your position at the office while you were studying for Masters. The thing was, you didn’t know what you would do if you had to quit and move to another company.

When you came back from lunch, there was a new bouquet of flowers sitting on your desk. Looking around the office, everyone who was already back, minding their own business and not even one of them looked suspicious enough to send you the flowers. Placing your bag on the floor, you grabbed the bouquet and checked if there was a card.

There was, and the message was handwritten, in a handwriting that looked familiar to you.

Have fun at your first day back at the office!

I was planning to drive you to the office this morning and all that jazz, but I got the morning shift :(

But don’t worry I’ll be home later when you get home and we’ll have tteokbokki while you talk about your first day back.

Enjoy your day! Don’t think about me too much :)

Love,

BBH

The words written on the card made tears well up on the corner of your eyes, you even had to shut your eyes and take a few deep breaths to keep your composure. The flowers and the gesture felt so much like he was yours to have; like this was just a thing he did just because he felt like it. Opening your eyes, your eyes read the card once more, this time noticing how Baekhyun actually went to a florist, ordered the flowers for you, and wrote the card himself.

Why is he doing this, you questioned yourself, why is he making things really hard for me than it already was?

“Whoa, another flowers bouquet. Who is it from?” Somin, Jongin, and Sehun huddled around you; Somin grabbing the flowers and smelling it while the guys were reading the card you had in hand over your shoulders.

“BBH,” Jongin read out loud, and then let out a gasp. “Whoa, noona. You’re not the only who’s dating someone.” You turned your head and saw Jongin wiggling his eyebrows playfully at you.

“We’re not dating,” you clarified quickly. “He’s just a friend. We’re friends.” The word ‘friends’ felt awfully bitter in your mouth. The realization that you and Baekhyun were just friends caused your stomach to twist painfully. All this time, you made it seem like it was just all in your head, like being just friends was just another attempt of your heart to shield yourself from a heartache. But now you finally said the words out loud, it felt like it became real. Much too real for you to realize. If your heart thought it was just shielding yourself from a heartache, it was no use. It was too late. You already got your heart aching since the first time you said yes to Baekhyun’s offer to play house.

Friday nights were mostly spent lounging around on the couch with some shows playing on TV or trying your best to get some work done (you were unusually motivated and productive). You didn’t usually bring your work home, but when the deadline was approaching and you still weren’t satisfied with the one you worked on at the office, you had no choice but made some edits at home. Besides, it wasn’t like you could be distracted easily.

Well, that was if Baekhyun wasn’t home, though. If he was, it was another story.

That’s why you didn’t know how you both could end up in such a compromising position. First, Baekhyun was keeping you company until you finished your work, and the next thing you knew he was kissing you and pulling you to sit on his lap. But you were pretty sure the empty bottle of wine on the coffee table was the one you could blame for this. Frankly, you didn’t feel slightly guilty about this. Besides, the moan that came out of his mouth when you tugged the hair on his nape was like music to your ears. It didn’t make you want to stop. Instead, it spurred you on even more.

With a surge of confidence flowing in your stream, you shifted on his lap and pulled away from his lips, moving your lips to press chaste kisses on his cheek and jaw. Just when you thought you had the control, it changed and every thought you had about this situation just floated to the thin air as Baekhyun used that moment to suck on a certain spot on your collarbone that got you to let out the first moan in the evening and he moved his cold hands to your thighs. You shut your eyes and tried to hold back your moan, but you couldn’t since his hands were inching closer and closer to where you needed him the most.

“You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” he spoke as he pulled way a bit to look at the masterpiece he had created on your collarbone. You had a thought that a few bruises had probably shown and clearly it’s way too late to warn or stop him altogether.

“How could I not?” You muttered and tugged at his hair again, pulling his head back from your neck to look at his eyes. His eyes were a bit darker than it was before and it was good enough to calm your brain. There was also a mischievous glint in his eyes and a cheeky smile across his face that made your heart skip a beat. “Your lips are amazing. Dunno if it’s a blessing or curse.”

His eyes widened a bit and he looked at you like you were crazy before shaking his head faintly, “you are so drunk.”

“Well it’s ‘cause of you,” you retorted and he chuckled. “Don’t be so flattered. You brought that wine when you know I’m at my weakest. So don’t judge me.”

“What do you want me to do, then?” he murmured before leaning in and trailing kisses from your jaw to your neck again. His lips really felt amazing against your skin and you didn’t ever want him to stop. It had been too long since you both did this, and you wondered how the hell you lasted a month without feeling his lips against your skin like this.

“Want me to stop?” His hands moved up, up, and up, showing off your thighs even more as he sucked on a spot on your neck that got your breath hitched. You didn’t have the chance to answer his question since he’s already pulling back a bit to take off your dress shirt, leaving you only in your bra and panties. The feeling of his hands on you made you move your hands down, trailing it to his chest, to feel his heartbeat against your hands.

He placed his hand on your hip, squeezing a bit while he used his other hand to playfully tug on your panties. His lips still did wonders and sucked softly on the previous spot he made as he pushed your panties aside and trailed one of his fingers on your slit. You moaned.

“Seems like you don’t want me to stop,” he teased as he inserted a finger into your core and thrust shallowly a few times. “So wet for me.” You groaned and shifted your hips a bit, wanting more than only one of his fingers because it just wasn’t enough.

Baekhyun was blessed with such beautiful fingers that could do wonders. He could play piano well, and he was good at driving you crazy with those fingers too. Before this arrangement happened, sometimes you couldn’t help but think about what those fingers could do and the damage it could’ve caused a lot on you. But now that you had had a taste of it (literally and figuratively), you couldn’t have enough of it.

“Baek,” you panted above him. He pulled out his finger and now thrust two fingers into your core, his thumb circling your clit. He went deeper and found the spot that got you moaning his name so loud. He chuckled. “Please,” you moaned again as you arched your back from pleasure, pushing your chest flush against his. He trailed his hand up from your hip to your back, tracing your back gently and eliciting shivers down your spine.

“Please what, hmm?” he urged as he kept on thrusting his fingers in and out of you slowly, hitting that spot again and moving his thumb away from your clit. While you were so preoccupied with the knot forming inside of you, he used his free hand to unclasp your bra and help you take it off, throwing it somewhere across the room when he’s done.

“Please just – oh,” your words failed you as he used that moment to pinch your hardening nipple and his mouth moved to suck on my other nipple. That delicious feeling caused you to squirm on his lap, grinding over his hardening crotch subconsciously and you were getting so much closer to the edge. Maybe it would only take a few more thrust of his fingers and another pinch or two before you reached your climax.

“What was that, babe?” He stilled his fingers in you and pulled back a little to take a good look of you, his intense gaze glued on your face. His gaze on you are glazed, pupils dilating with lust swirling in it and his lips were red and swollen from all the kissing you had done earlier. He looked so delicious it made you want to let him do anything he wanted to do to you all night.

“Just,” you gasped and shut your eyes tightly, mouth gaped open as he curled his fingers on the spot that made you tremble. Your hands shook and you had to curl and uncurl your fist a couple times as you dropped your head onto his shoulder. “Just fuck me,” you murmured against his neck.

“Hey, hey, look at me.” He trailed his hand up to your shoulder and pulled you back from his neck. Your brain was cloudy, your gaze was hazy, and you felt unsteady as he squeezed your shoulder gently, trying to keep your eyes focus on him. “I’ll fuck you, okay? I’ll fuck you until you can feel me for days.” Baekhyun was filthy and the fact that he kept his eyes on you as the words slithered out of his pretty mouth made you clench against his fingers.

The way he blinked his eyes in fake innocence and his lips spread in a mischievous smile made you want to curse at him. “You know I’ll always take care of you.” Feeling you clench against him, he curled his fingers on that spot, causing your eyes to roll back and drop your head on his shoulder again.

Baekhyun moved his hand from your shoulder to your thigh, feeling it tremble against his hand. The knot in your stomach was tightening and you knew you were tethering at the edge. “But I need you to come for me first, okay? Can you do that for me?”

“Yes, yes,” you sobbed against his shoulder and turned your head to press your lips against his neck, where a layer of sweat coating it.

He leaned his head forward a bit and let the mouth graze against your ear, his thumb now rubbing fast and hard against your clit. “Good girl.” Shocked at how sensual those words sound with his low voice, your hips jerked up and you came undone over Baekhyun’s hand, letting out a loud cry. “That’s it. Let go. Let go for me.” He helped you ride out your orgasm, his fingers still slowly thrusting into your core and his thumb rubbing against your overstimulated clit. You were still shaking and holding on to him tightly as he pulled his fingers out of core, feeling empty and overwhelmed from the shock of the orgasm.

You clung to him and breathed against his neck as he grabbed a few tissues from the end table and wiped his fingers with it. His other hand caressed your back softly, helping you to calm down and steady yourself. “Hey,” he murmured against your ear and pulled back from the embrace, his cleaned hand now holding onto your cheek. The way his fingertips graze your cheek softly pulled you back to the moment.

You opened your eyes and blinked it a few times, realizing that he was already staring at you with a fond look and a soft smile across his face, like he wasn’t just sputtering out filthy words a few minutes earlier. The way he looked at you after he did this sometimes led you to believe if he did this because he really loved you, not because of the lust he felt in the moment. It mislead you way too many times into feeling like you two weren’t only lovers for a few moment, but for a lifetime. It was easy to get lost in the moment and pretend that the arrangement never happened in the first place, and it happened because what you both really felt for each other.

“You okay now?” You nodded and cleared your throat, still not trusting yourself to speak just yet. Scared that if you opened your mouth, you’d be asking him the question that you didn’t want to know the answer just yet. “Let’s move to the bedroom, yeah?” You didn’t have any energy left in you as you nodded again and let Baekhyun wrap your legs around his waist tightly and rise up from the couch, carrying you into his bedroom to be lost in the pleasure once more.

#baekhyun angst #baekhyun fanfic #baekhyun fluff #baekhyun scenario #exo fanfic #exo fanfiction #exo scenario #baekhyun smut #exo smut #i'm definitely going to hell #also this is the first smut scene i've ever completed writing #so yeah #three words

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readingraebow · 5 years

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Red Dragon Section One

Chapters 1-10

1. Have you read this book before or seen either the tv show or the movie adaptation? What do you know about Hannibal Lecter’s story? So I have seen all of the Hannibal films except Hannibal Rising. I loved Anthony Hopkins so much as Hannibal Lecter that it actually took me a really long time to watch any adaptation where he didn't play Hannibal. I finally broke down when the show started because it looked so good and I watched the first season and, I think, half of the second. And around that time I also watched Manhunter which is actually the original adaptation of Red Dragon which Silence of the Lambs was supposed to be the sequel to but they recast it with Hopkins and that one did so well that they remade Red Dragon a few years later with Hopkins. But Manhunter is in 501 Must See Movies and I think it's actually the Red Dragon adaptation I prefer? It's sooo goood. Anyway, I also love the show and I really want to finish it, especially since the plot of Red Dragon is in the last season??? I just haven't gotten around to it yet. But I'm hoping to restart the series and watch the whole thing after I read this book. And I haven't read any of the books, even though I own them all. So I'm really excited to read this one and hopefully I'll be able to read all the others pretty soon after I finish it. I just really love Hannibal Lecter and I absolutely cannot wait to get started with the books and dive back into this world. It's so fascinating and so good!!

2. Who are the Leeds and what happened to them? The Leeds are a family of five in Atlanta who were murdered. Will Graham is called out of retirement to look at the case and see if he has any new leads on catching their killer. Mr. Leeds was killed first, his throat slit. Then his wife was shot and incapacitated. Mr. Leeds apparently tried to save his children but died in his daughter's room. All three children were shot in the head. Then Mrs. Leeds died of strangulation. Mrs. Leeds was raped after she died. And apparently the killer set all of the children against the wall in the bedroom with Mr. Leeds tied upright in bed so they could all watch. All the mirrors in the house were also broken and shards were shoved in the eyes of each member of the family, as well as various other places on Mrs. Leeds. This is the second case of it's kind and now it's thought to be the work of a serial killer, which is why Will Graham was brought to the case.

3. What is the murderer being called by the police? Why doesn’t the Commissioner want them to use this name? The murderer is being called the Tooth Fairy because he bites the female victims really hard. Most of the time, when murderers bite their victims, you can see a sucking mark in the middle of the bite, but you can't with his. And there are way more bites than you usually see. Plus, he has really distinctive teeth. So they're calling him the Tooth Fairy because of this. But the Commissioner doesn't want the media to get a hold of this name and he doesn't want them using this name in any official reports because it sounds like flippant, like they're not taking this case seriously.

4. Who is Hannibal Lecter and what is his connection to Jack Crawford and Will Graham? Dr. Hannibal Lecter is one of the killers caught by Will Graham and Jack Crawford. He is the reason why Graham left the FBI. Graham was attacked by Lecter and spent a while in the hospital. Lecter is now a patient in a hospital for the criminally insane. He was formerly an ER doctor and also a psychiatrist.

5. What is discovered about the killer’s methods in chapter six? He cases the house first and murders or injures the pet before murdering the family. In the case of the Leeds, he injured their dog on the day before the murders, disguised as a meter reader. In the case of the Jacobis, he strangled their cat and the children buried the cat. Therefore, the murders aren't done at random. He watches the family before he kills them and plans his crime.

6. How did Will catch Dr. Lecter? Why does Hannibal say he was able to catch him? The sixth victim was actually found in Lecter's workshop. But there was something familiar about the body. Graham eventually realized that that the injuries were similar to Wound Man which is a figure used to teach med students. But the victim also had old wounds which they discovered had actually been treated by Lecter when he was an ER doctor. So Graham wanted to talk to Lecter but he couldn't get a warrant or something like that. So he went to see him as a patient and Lecter had a bunch of old medical books and Will just knew. He realized later that it was because of Wound Man but he hadn't consciously made the connection until then. But Graham tells Lecter that he caught him because he had two disadvantages: passion and he's insane. But Lecter says Granham caught him because they're just alike.

7. Who is the killer and from what does he select his victims? The killer is a guy named Francis Dolarhyde who lives in St. Charles, Missouri. He has a disfigured upper lip and can't pronounce the letter s. He works at a film processing plant where he processes films from all around the country. This is how he selects his victims. He copies their films, watches them and then visits wherever they live and kills them. He already has a few copied films so he can select his next victims. He is also working on his own film-making skills and watches part of the same film Will watched of the Leeds family, which was how Dolarhyde had selected them in the first place, spliced together with footage he took on the night of the murders. He doesn't end up liking his footage very much but reasons that he will have lots of opportunities to practice more in the future...

8. What does Will think happened at the Jacobis after visiting the house? What piece of potential evidence does he find there? He thinks that the killer only made one trip to the house. He thinks he drove out there, strangled the cat and then hid somewhere and waited for the kids to find it so he could watch them bury it. Then, he watched as night fell and all the lights went out in the house and then he went back and killed them. So, operating on this theory, Will looks for a hiding spot. He finds a neighborhood on the other side of the woods behind the Jacobi house and behind it, he finds tree with a soda tab beneath it. He doesn't find any footprints around the tree but he does find an apple core. He climbs the tree and finds the soda can in the tree (which he will have dusted for prints) and a carving that was probably done while the killer waited. He also finds a severed branch that was done to clear the view to the Jacobi house. He knows he'll have to bring the police back to get the can and the other half of the branch, but he takes the severed portion with him and calls the Birmingham police from the empty Jacobi house.

Section One Reading Journal

Ahhh okay so. I have been wanting to read this book (and entire series) for such a long time. I honestly don’t remember why I skipped it when we originally read it as a group (I think I was really, really busy then or something like that? I think I was in my last semester of school and was slaaaaaamed). Anyway, I’m so excited to be reading this now!!! And for it to be one of my last catch up books. Aaaaaah so close!!!

Anyway, I’m already really loving this book!!! It’s honestly been quite a while since I watched either of the film versions. I really want to rewatch them after I finish this book. And I haven’t actually finished Hannibal and this is making me want to go back and watch the show.... right now, haha. So when I finish this book I will probably rewatch all the things and maybe also read all the other books. ~cue Hannibal Obsession restart, haha.

But yeah. So far this book is super good. It definitely aligns with what I remember from the movies. The style is super easy to read and honestly reminds me of another author? Though I can’t quite pinpoint who. But it’s very precise and methodical. It’s the perfect tone and pacing for writing about a serial killer.

So, I’ll honestly probably just fly through this book. It definitely has me hooked and it’s such an easy read that I’ll probably have it finished tomorrow, haha. So I’m very exciting and already enjoying it so much! Especially the Hannibal bits we’ve already read. Hannibal is such a fascinating character. I’m so glad to finally be experiencing his story in print. (Though it was my own fault for taking forever. Ooops.)

And now I’m off to read more!! Yay!

#trcbooks #2015: red dragon #2015 reading challenge

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svtbiasrekt · 6 years

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NewParent!Vernon

oh mah gawd this is such a late request i am so sorry anon i hope you love it tho :’) Under keep reading since its long af

New parent!Vernon

Oh boy our boi Vernon’s gonna become a dad

You and your husband Vernon were pretty shook when you both found out you were expecting

But it wasn’t a bad shook oh no of course not

It was a super happy shook

Like vernon’s eyes widened but he had the biggest grin plastered on his handsome face

“OMG Y/N I’M GONNA BE A DAD!!!”

“Yes honey you will be a dad” you said as you playfully rolled your eyes lol

Vernon was super enthusiastic so as soon as he finished calling his family and seventeen to deliver the news he wanted to start on the nursery

You and Vernon agreed on painting the nursery a pastel baby yellow color since it was gender neutral since you didn’t know the baby’s gender yet plus it was a nice color

Soon you found out you’d be having a daughter!

And boy was hansol enthusiastic

“I’M GONNA HAVE A LITTLE GIRL!!”

You could tell he might end up spoiling her

Sigh

But aren’t dads supposed to spoil their little girls?

You’re due date was approaching very quickly

You were basically 8 ½ months long when Vernon FINALLY decided to start constructing the crib

And boy was he struggling

You were in the other room when you heard a hushed “oh shit” followed by a crashing noise https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUUUI5EvylY (skip to 3:40)

You chuckled and walked (waddled) to the nursery

And there you saw a collapsed crip with a defeated Hansol next to it

“Do you need help lol?” you asked.

“YES but no i don’t want you to wear yourself out” said Vernon

Aww he’s so sweet

“Don’t worry Y/n i’ll finish this soon”

15 minutes later you heard the same hushed “oh shit” followed by a crashing noise

Oh god Vernon

Eventually he ended up calling Seungkwan to help

Seungkwan was probably the most excited out of seventeen for your new bundle of joy

As soon as Vernon told him the news he literally SCREAMED

Like the other members almost went deaf

Seungkwan even teared up a little since he was sooo happy

So anyway Boo was now at your house and was super happy cause the one and only uncle boo will have credit for helping make the crib

He asked questions like if you and vernon were ready or not and stuff

“Hell no!” laughed Vernon

This boi was pretty nervous as your due date approached

But you assured him he’ll be a good father

He still doubted himself tho :\

After like two hours of more hushed “oh shits” and sassy outbursts at the “problematic crib” the crib was finally built

“Y/N THE CRIB IS DONE!” yelled Vernon

“Yeah after like two million years ughh” whined Seungkwan

You only chuckled tho at the two bffs

Once Seungkwan left hansol became all serious

You were like what’s up?

“I couldn’t even build a crib how will I be a good father!!” asked Vernon sadly

..what

Damn he was nervous

“Hansol just because you can’t build a crib doesn’t mean you’ll be a bad father! you‘ll be the most caring and loving dad i know it.”

“You really think so?” he asked

“Of course”

“Thanksss” he said as he rested his head on your shoulder and wrapped his arms around you

Aww

He was being a lil softie

Anyway your due date came along

Both of you were super nervous but excited too

And all that nervousness and excitement for nothing

You never went into labor!

“SHES LATE” you whined overdramatically

“MY GOD BABY GIRL YOU HAD US WAITING FOR NOTHIN” whined Vernon

“We might as well go to bed” you told your hubby

“Yeah i guess so” he said as he climbed into bed

As soon as you were about to get into bed you felt your water break

ARE YOU SERIOUS

RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY BED (SALAD)

“Oh mah gawd MY WATER BROKE!” you screamed

“AHHH” screamed Vernon

“Uhhh HOSPITAL?? NOW??” you yelled. You didnt mean to sound harsh tho but you were quite in labor and in need of a hospital so

Vernon scrambled to help you into the car and made sure to drive carefully to the hospital

As you were driving you remembered the hospital bad

“Hansol… you packed the hospital bag right?”

“I THINK”

Ok this boi seemed more nervous than you the hospital bag can wait

Anyways

You make it to the hospital and the pain has gotten wayyyy worse

But despite all your screaming

And death grip on vernon

He still stayed with you for 9 fucking hours of labor

As soon as you heard your baby girl cry you saw Vernon’s face relax

And you of course cried at the sound of your baby

Vernon’s eyes were filled with wonder though as he saw and heard her daughter take her first breathes

He then looked over at you overwhelmed

All he could do was mouth ‘thank you’

And then tears flooded out from his eyes as he broke out into a smile as the doctor came forward to hand you your daughter

My god was she perfect

She had your hair color and eyes

She had hansol’s nose, smile, and eyebrows

She was so cute omg

You stared at her for a while and remembered vernon probably wanted to meet his daughter too

So you carefully handed her over to him

The same guy who thought he’d be a bad father remembered to carefully hold up her head and cradled her ever so gently

You’d say he’s got this fatherhood thing all right so far.

And omg vernon was so cute with her

Like he started a whole fucking conversation with her omg

“Hi baby girl! I’m your daddy and that’s your mommy! We’re at this place called the hospital…” and so on

All while more tears streamed down his face

And when she gripped his finger with her tiny hand

It was so precious but kind of hilarious

He made this sob-like kind of noise? It was hard to describe tbh but you giggled

You two were still not quite sure what to name her

Vernon suggested that her middle name could be his mother’s name (cause you know how much he loves his mom it’s so precious)

Btw his mom’s name is Melody

And you agreed with that idea she was a nice lady and obviously Vernon loves her a lot and Melody is a nice name

“Since i picked out her middle name you can choose her first name” said Vernon with a sincere smile as he pat your little baby’s head

That was so sweet omg

You decided to name your daughter D/n because (insert reasoning)

Soon Vernon’s family arrived and were thrilled to meet D/n

His mom really liked her middle name too haha

Your family came as well

Then of course Seventeen came to visit as well!

Seungkwan in particular, however, came in BAWLING

“SHE’S SO PRECIOUS!” he whisper yelled

All of seventeen wished you both congratulations

They were so sweet and already loved D/n

The8, being the artsy photographer he is, offered to take a family photo for you two

And of course you two said yes

And my god that was such a sweet photo

The members who were already parents were like “welcome to the club bro” to vernon

He was officially part of the parent line!

Anyway you two finally got to take D/n home

You “Checked In” to the home together as a family for the first time

“I check innnnn, Chwe house” sang Vernon oh god

You just rolled your eyes playfully at him he was so goofy

It was late like past dinner time and you and Vernon already ate that hospital food which you were tired of

D/n on the other hand was wide awake

You were surprised tho you thought she would be asleep by then but nope

So you and hansol decided to give D/n a tour of the house

Vernon pretended to be the tour guide while you held D/n and followed him

“And over here is the toilet, which you’ll have to learn to use someday” said Vernon

“And finally this is your place D/n” he said motioning toward the yellow nursery

D/n was obviously too young to process all of this so she just kind of stared and squirmed

You noticed Vernon kept staring at his daughter in adoration

“Hansol?”

“Yeah” he didn’t take his eyes off her

“Wanna hold her?” you asked extending your arms toward him

“YES i mean yeah sure!”

He held her carefully and just couldn’t stop smiling omg

D/n let out a tiny yawn so you instructed Vernon to carefully place her in the crib he spent so much time working on

“But i don’t ever wanna let go of her!” whispered Hansol

I mean who could blame him

D/n was such a cute baby

But cute babies need sleep

After explaining that to him he reluctantly placed her in the crib and she fell fast asleep

You both proud parents awwed at your beautiful daughter

“C’mon Hansol lets go to bed”

You two went to sleep

Compared to other babies D/n wasn’t that bad

She only cried like twice during the night

And that was usually for feedings or diaper changes

And you and Hansol bolted out of bed to see what was wrong

You two decided that you would be in charge of feedings and Vernon would be on diaper duty

Within the first week D/n went through so many diapers and bottles omg

Also within that first week you and Hansol were so tired

It was hard raising a newborn and being first time parents

But you two worked really well with one another

When hansol had to go back to work he made sure to ask the ceo if he could leave a little earlier to check up on you and D/n

Ceo said yes thankfully!!

So when hansol would come home early you’d get an opportunity to shower and catch up on sleep while he watched D/n

“Y/n! I’m back!” he’d yell enthusiastically

You were on the couch feeding D/n who ate a lot

“Hi Hansol!” you smiled tiredly

“Lemme take over from here” he said as you passed D/n and her bottle to him

“Thank you so much honey” you smiled and kissed his cheek

“No problem!” he grinned and continued to feed D/n

You went to go shower quickly since its hard to shower when you have a newborn

Meanwhile Vernon decided to talk to his daughter

“So D/n, guess what happened at work today?”

D/n just stared at him with curious eyes

“Uncle Boo thought he could rap my super quick verse in our newest song, but he failed SO BADLY hahahaha”

He just kind of went on talking to her like she was any other person

Even tho she couldn’t understand what he was saying since she was just a week old

“Also D/n, if you have a favorite parent by now, i hope it’s your mom, because she does sooo much here for us”

By this time you had heard what he just said since you just finished showering

“She would be going to work too like me, but she’s staying home to take care of you cause she loves you so much! So don’t give her too much trouble, ok?”

You felt your heart melt omg

Because

AWW HANSOL WAS SO SWEET

And hormones too oh god

You cried a lil but you won’t admit it

So you went to bed in peace and made sure to thank your wonderful husband for his kind words

Man Hansol is such a sweet father and husband you were so thankful

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